“I can’t really reach my back. I think I twisted my arm or something. Would you mind helping me dry it? I know it makesyou uncomfortable to see me naked, but… you’re right, I should change into something fresh.”
My eyes narrowed. Something about his words didn’t sit quite right with me. “Why do you think it makes me uncomfortable?” I asked and turned toward him.
Theo stood with his back to me, naked except for wet briefs that barely hid what was underneath, rubbing the towel over his arms. He glanced over his shoulder and pulled a face, as if the movement alone hurt now that the adrenaline had worn off.
“Because ever since that night, you haven’t really responded when I tried to flirt. Whenever it starts heading there, you change the subject,” he replied. “And just so you know, I’m okay with that. I’m sorry if I tried a little too hard these last few days. I really don’t want you to be that uncomfortable.”
“I’m… I’m really not,” I said, stepping forward. “You’re a pleasure to look at. And be around. And talk to. And pull out of the water. And… everything.” I reached for the towel and took it from his hands. “And I really enjoyed our night.”
“That so?” He glanced over his shoulder, the right corner of his lip tugging up.
“Did I really give off the opposite impression?”
“A little.” He twisted his head a little further but then winced and looked away. “It kinda seemed like post-nut clarity hit you hard, and you just wanted to forget it happened. But don’t get me wrong. That’s totally okay. I enjoy spending time with you like this, too. Maybe even more. There aren’t that many people around here who are so passionate about photography. I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable. That’s all.”
“You really don’t. I swear.” I took the damp towel, unfolded it entirely, and put it around his back. “Is that enough? Or do you…?”
He lifted his arms, trying to grab it so he could rub it over himself. But his arms flinched down again, and he gasped. “Give me a second?—”
“No, relax. I’ll do it for you.” I carefully brought the towel to his back and rubbed it over him, making sure to wipe away every last drop. “I… honestly, I thought it might makeyouuncomfortable if I looked at you now. We’ve had plenty of chances in the past few days, but I didn’t want you to think I was only interested in sleeping with you.”
“So… we both wanted it, but neither of us acted on it?”
My gaze wandered down to the ass that his briefs clung to so tightly. His firm cheeks stirred me in a way that made all the coldness I had felt until now flush away. My hands stopped moving.
“Are we stupid?” Theo said. “Of course we can have both.”
“I wouldn’t mind… looking at you again... if that’s okay.” I forced my hands to keep moving, drying him off while keeping the towel wrapped around him as much as possible so he wouldn’t get cold.
“Brian,” he said, turning around. “Look at me.” He revealed his bare chest and reached for the towel, taking it out of my hands. My eyes wandered over his long legs, streaked with dark curls of hair, and his bulge, which was as big as it fit a tall guy like him. The wet fabric worked even less in the front, letting the outline of his flaccid dick and balls shine through.
“You’re basically naked. And freezing. You should put something on.”
“I will, now that you helped me dry off.”
My chin sank down further as I stared at his bulge, feeling like I was in my early twenties again when I first allowed myself to look at guys that way.
“Do you want to watch me put on your clothes?”
My breath hitched. “Yes,” I replied in a raspy voice. “But only if you want to…”
A grin spread across his face. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down, fully revealing his dick. The outline I had seen before made it look smaller than it actually was. Now that his shaved balls hung freely, his shaft looked bigger than I remembered. It grew by the second, clearly enjoying the attention I gave it.
He brought the towel to his hips, obstructing the view he had just invited me to enjoy, rubbing it over his crotch to dry it. My eyes darted up to his face, my cheeks flushing with heat as I realized how unhinged my gaze had been.
“Sorry, I?—”
“Do you still like what you see?” he asked.
“I… uh… you’ve got a gorgeous… body,” I stammered. My chest rose, filling with air, before I blew it all out and allowed myself to relax. “You’re a pleasure to look at, Theo.”
He lifted the towel again and brought it around to his butt, rubbing it over his cheeks. His dick now stood straight forward, pointing directly at me.
“Thank you. I walked you right into that one, didn’t I?”
“No. I’ve always thought that.”
“And I always thought the same about you.” He brought the towel back up front, rubbed it one last time over his dick, making it bounce a little, before he placed it around his shoulders. “Do you…” He paused, holding the damp cloth against his chest with his arms bent, as if the pain had suddenly disappeared. His gaze flicked to the ground, then right back up at me. “Do you want to grab your camera and take some pictures of me now?”
