just_another: (idiots redux)
Joel Waters-Baker ([personal profile] just_another) wrote in [personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-07-11 01:59 am (UTC)

Joel knows he isn't as good at the playful, flirtatious banter as Spencer is, though he tries and sometimes thinks he succeeds. But now, with his lips pressed against the outline of Spencer's cock, his own erection pressing painfully against the zipper of his jeans, he can't think of a single thing to say in return, because they would mean taking his focus off Spencer for long enough to come up with something cute and light, and he just can't do it. He only moans, hooking his fingers in the waist of Spencer's briefs, tugging them down his hips, and he leans back in as soon as he does, his lips sliding up the length of Spencer's cock, not taking him into his mouth yet, just enjoying the feel of his skin under Joel's mouth. His tongue flicks out, tracing a soft line up the length of him before he reaches the tip and he laps at him gently before tipping his head back slightly, grinning up at Spencer.

"Are you ready for your swimming lesson?" he asks, his hands running up over Spencer's thighs and then around to smooth over his ass lightly. He can hear the crash of the waves not far off and he's pleased to realize the sound of them will disguise any noise they might make hear in these rocks or out in the water. It's dark enough now, too, that he doubts anyone will even know they're out there, even if they walk by on shore. It's private and yet not, and while Joel knows they won't be caught simply because it's not possible, there's also a little part of him that thinks they might and he's surprised to find the thought excites him a little.

He presses a kiss to the edge of Spencer's hip before he climbs to his feet, undoing his jeans as he rises. He's hard enough that it's painful to be confined to his jeans and he has to stifle a soft sigh of relief as he pushes them down, his briefs going with them and he steps out of his pants, tossing them in the same direction as his and Spencer's shirts. "Come on," he urges gently, stepping closer, another soft moan slipping out of him when he feels his erection bumping against Spencer's in the dark. "Get undressed. Come in the water with me."

Then he kisses Spencer once more, long and deep, before he's stepping past him, moving through the opening in the rocks and walking toward the water. It's not the first time he's dared to swim without his trunks, but it's certainly the first time he's done it with anyone watching and he can feel Spencer's gaze on him as he heads into the water. He likes how it feels, even as a shiver runs down his spine.

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