Yamamoto reached between them and undid the string that kept his boardshorts up. He took a picture of his swimsuit opening, his dick becoming visible with Gokudera's fingers wrapped around him. Not that he saw it; he just took a picture as his shorts slipped down his hips, halfway down his ass.

Then he dropped the phone into the sand, knowing that the Vongola technology would keep it from being ruined by anything. He put both hands on Gokudera's cheeks and deepened the kiss, all but devouring Gokudera's lips in the kiss.

Breaking for air, he panted out, "Hayato, fuck." Then he shoved a hand into Gokudera's shorts, long fingers wrapping around his friend's length. It was different from his own, but it was so much hotter to do this to Gokudera than to do it to himself.