“I think you just gave me a really good reason to keep themon.”
“Come on. Take them off.Please.”
Sure enough, he takes them off, but he eyes me apprehensively, like he knows he shouldn’t have caved…like he knows that the more he caves to me, eventually he won’t be able to deny me what I really want fromhim.
And maybe a wicked part of me hopes that’s what willhappen.
14
Eric
Jesse sits across from me,his thick, impressive arms looking as good as ever in the tank hewears.
I pull off my sunglasses as he requested, and he grins like he’s so goddamn proud of himself for how I’ve submitted to hisrequest.
“Much better,” he says before grabbing the hem of his tank with both hands and pulling itoff.
When he’s finished, he must catch my expression because he asks, “What? I assumed we were getting in the water? Not going to let a perfectly good beach go towaste.”
He’s not wrong, and I wouldn’t have an issue with it on any other day, but I don’t feel like us stripping down together is the best idea in the world. Still, it’s going to be awkward as fuck if I just sit here fully clothed, so I remove mytank.
He grabs my backpack and fishes through it. “I figure you must have some sunscreen in here… Here it is.” As he pulls it out, the way he looks at me, I know what he’s up to. “Well, I mean, you need some on your back. You don’t want to get burned, doyou?”
“Thanks,” I force out before I push to my feet and turn away from him. He rises and comes up behindme.
I hear the squish of the bottle before I feel his warm hands on my back. He runs his hands in circles, moving extra slowly, and I feel bad for not having any desire to stop him. He slows down as he glides his hands down my sides, and he must know that he doesn’t need to get there, but that touch…damn.
I relax, don’t fight it, like I don’t want to fight him. Like I want to surrender to this power that pulses throughme.
His touch is so warm. His fingers feel so good, the way they move across my muscles. As he reaches the small of my back, I can tell he’s taking a little longer, like he doesn’t want to be done. I turn around and snatch the bottle fromhim.
“Okay, I think you got itcovered.”
“Not quite,” he says, a twinkle in his eyes. He glances down, and he can see my cock has lengthened because of what he’s been up to. But I don’t feel bad aboutthat.
“Smartass. Turn the fuckaround.”
He smiles before spinning around. I’m quicker tending to his back than he was on mine, but I’m greedily appreciating these muscles as much as he was appreciating mine. They’re so fucking firm. I want to ask him about his workout regimen, but obviously he doesn’t need me encouraging him. At the same time, he deserves to be encouraged, complimented,praised.
Even when he was telling me about how he grew up in foster homes, it was clear he deserved credit for having worked hard in life and not just sitting back and letting that shit define him. As someone who had to deal with my own shitty upbringing, I know it’s not always easy to brush off those sorts of experiences and keep on moving, but sometimes it’s the only way to make a life worthliving.
“I don’t know why you’re in such a hurry,” Jesse teases as I quickly finish applying to his back. He turns to me. “Wanna get the front now?” he asks, his own thick girth on full display in his boardshorts.
I want to just shove that cock into my mouth is what I want todo.
I force my gaze up his body, taking too long a moment to appreciate his slight happy trail beneath his navel, then enjoying the ripped lines of his abdomen and his bulgingchest.
I hand him the bottle. “I think you can handle that,” I tellhim.
He snatches it, applies some lotion to his palm, and then takes his time massaging it against his muscles, like he wants me to watch theshow.
I turn to my backpack and stoop down. I put my sunglasses up, and when he’s finished using the sunscreen, I take it from him and apply some while he races out to thewater.
He body-surfs in and then heads back into the waves as I jog out withhim.
I wade through for a minute before submerging, enjoying the cool water tingling and tickling against myface.
The water is calm today, much calmer than it is on some days when the waves come crashing into theshore.
