“The motive is strong, I assure you.” Alistair began to massage the sunscreen down his arms. He finally seemed to notice Noah’s gawking, saying, “Come here. Might as well lather you up too.”
“I’m good.”
“Oh, I insist.”
“You gonna tell me about my uncle?”
“Probably not.” Alistair spread his legs and patted the space in front of him. “Now come.”
Noah couldn’t deny the appeal of Alistair rubbing him down, and he was still confident he could work his natural attributes to his advantage. He had to be more patient, that’s all.
“Okay.” He got up and casually strolled around the table, sitting down where Alistair had indicated. “I’m ready.”
“Tonight, I’d like you to wear red again,” Alistair said, his hands slick with sunscreen as they slid over Noah’s back. He rubbed in steady circles and didn’t miss an inch of skin. “If not a tie, a shirt would also be appropriate.”
“Oh, yeah?” Noah leaned into Alistair’s strong hands, groaning as he passed over his lower back. “Mm. And what if I don’t?”
“You can always eat naked if my requests are too complicated.”
“Whatever.” Noah closed his eyes as Alistair’s hands slid around him, pulling him in as he rubbed down his chest. “Mmm.” He was lying back against Alistair, totally pliant and relaxed, enjoying his warm hands gliding over his body.
“There… good boy.” Alistair nuzzled Noah’s ear, his breath hot as he whispered, “I can be so very kind if you behave yourself.”
“I am behaving.” Noah’s stomach tensed as Alistair’s fingers slipped down to the hem of his bathing suit. His cock thickened immediately, and he gasped as Alistair retreated back up his chest to massage his nipples.
Fuckin’ tease.
“Mmm, are you?” Alistair challenged, rolling Noah’s nipples between his fingers. “I do appreciate how you’ve managed to clean up your language in my presence… and yet, I can’t help but think you’re trying to seduce me.”
“What, what are you talking about?” Noah’s nipples were hard, tender, and he groaned when Alistair pinched them. It was sending all the right signals down to his dick, and he dropped his head on Alistair’s shoulder, crying out when he pinched him again. The quick flash of pain made his hips jerk back, bumping his ass right into Alistair’s crotch. “Ah, fuck!”
“If you don’t think I know what you’re up to when you come out here wearing that tiny scrap of fabric that passes as a bathing suit, well… my apologies for not being as stupid as you think I am.” Alistair chuckled.
“Come on. I’m not trying anything.” Not even Noah believed that weak claim. “I’m just hanging out.”
“Liar.”
“Fine!” Noah snapped, purposefully pushing back against Alistair. “What do you want me to say?”
“Honesty is always a good policy.” Alistair’s hand slowly slid back down Noah’s stomach. “Go on. Tell me what you want, dear Noah.”
“I want… I want you to tell me the truth.” Noah’s breathing picked up, and he watched his chest rise and fall rapidly as Alistair’s fingers teased below his belly button. “I want to know about my uncle.”
“Really?” Alistair clicked his tongue. “Because right now it feels like you want me to touch your cock.”
Noah squirmed defiantly, arguing, “I wanna know about my uncle. I want you to tell me why you’re so damn sure he’s guilty.”
“Ah ah.” Alistair clicked his tongue. “No, no, no. That’s not why you dressed up, is it? Why you put yourself on display?”
Alistair’s voice was hypnotic, seductively low, and Noah could feel his heart thumping up in his ears. He knew the answer. He knew the truth, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
“I… I just wanted to find out…”
“Your uncle, yes. So you’ve said.” Alistair boldly palmed Noah’s cock. “Your body is telling me otherwise, however, so you can see why I’m skeptical.”
“Nope. Just, you know, a totally normal reaction from having somebody rub up on me.” Noah inhaled shakily as Alistair traced the outline of his cock. The bathing suit was so tight, and he could feel himself throbbing within the snug material.
“You always let older men rub up on you?”
