Chapter 3

Danny swam closer, pinning Kevin to the side

of the pool. “Or what?” he wanted to know. He touched Kevin again,

rubbing down the length of his stomach this time, over his navel,

lower. When Kevin pushed him away, he laughed. “Do you know how

hugeyour dick looks underwater?” he wanted to know.

Kevin glowered at him and didn’t reply. Danny

moved in like a circling shark, his body brushing alongside Kevin’s

under the water. This close, his thick eyelashes were dark clumped

triangles, his eyes laced red from the chlorine. One of his hands

disappeared into the water to feel along Kevin’s muscled thigh.

“Why do you shave your legs?” he wanted to know.

Turning away, Kevin raised his knee to block

his genitals from those exploring fingers. “Less friction in the

water,” Kevin grumbled.

Danny pressed against him and his knee slid

aside, letting Danny into the space between his legs as his hand

moved around Kevin’s thigh to thumb against the soft flesh of his

testicles. Kevin’s dick jumped as if goosed into attention, the tip

poking into Danny’s stomach. “How many seconds do you add to your

time by shaving your ‘nads, too?”

“I don’t—” Kevin started, but Danny’s hand

closed around his nuts and he lost his train of thought. Firm

fingers rubbed along the sensitive skin just below his sac while a

strong thumb rolled his balls around Danny’s palm. Each movement

thickened Kevin’s dick, hardened it, until the damn thing stood up

on its own. Kevin wrapped his legs around Danny’s waist, his ankles

twined together behind Danny’s back. He held onto the sides of the

pool while Danny worked at him, massaging his balls. Without

realizing it, Kevin started to whimper faintly. His lower lip

caught between his teeth, he leaned back against the concrete floor

and closed his eyes as he gave into the sensations, the moment,

Danny.

With his other hand, Danny began to stroke

Kevin’s hard dick. His touch glanced over Kevin’s erection like the

faintest of currents before wrapping completely around him and

tugging, squeezing, pulling him towards release. He arched against

Danny’s hands, thrust into them, and when a wayward finger eased

inside his ass, Kevin’s cry of pleasure echoed off the tiled

ceiling above. Danny’s hands raised him up, just enough to expose

the tip of his cock, which grew cold out of the water before Danny

closed his mouth over it. His tongue, hungry and hot, swirled

circles around the wet tip, sucking at Kevin as he bucked into the

willing mouth. Still those hands kept up their maddening pace, one

balling him senseless, the other kneading his thick shaft. The

finger inside him delved deeper, toying with his prostrate and

sending shivers of desire, throbs of lust, through his every

pore.

“Danny!” Kevin cried, using his arms as

leverage to raise himself out of the water and force as much of his

cock into Danny’s mouth as he could. His knees framed Danny’s head

now, his thighs draped over Danny’s shoulders, his legs crossed

behind Danny’s head. Kevin thrust into him, mimicking the rhythm

that Danny set as he strummed Kevin’s balls and ass. No more

whimpering—Kevin clawed at the side of the pool, seeking purchase,

as hunger and need ripped from his throat to reverberate across the

pool. “Oh God, oh yes, oh yes.”

He came in thick ropy spurts that startled

him. Usually it was just a little drab of cum, nothing much,

mingling with the soap in the shower and washing away down the

drain. This was a heady orgasm—Danny swallowed a mouthful before he

let Kevin slip free, and the rest beaded on his cheeks and

glistened his lips. Climbing out of the water, Kevin flopped

exhausted on the side of the pool, devoid of thought, his whole

body on fire. Then Danny lay down on top of him, holding him tight.

“Tell me that wasn’t worth it,” he sighed.

Kevin, spent, only nodded in reply.

* * * *

Later, Danny waited while Kevin locked up.

“My roommate’s going home next weekend,” Kevin said cautiously. “I

think he’s leaving Friday night.”

“You’re so loud,” Danny told him, “the whole

floor will know what we’re up to if we mess around in your

room.”

“I could keep it down.” Now that Kevin had

tasted a hint of what Danny could bring out in him, he wanted more.

He wanted it now, right here, all the time. No more avoiding the

guy—just the thought of Danny’s hands on his body set his blood

racing to fill out his dick. Hadn’t Danny said he’d change Kevin’s

mind? “Maybe I could like bury my head in my pillow, what do you

think?”

Danny narrowed his eyes, unwilling to give in

so easily. “Are you still going to be a dick to me?”

“I wasn’t—”

“Because I have to admit,” Danny continued,

“that sort of treatment really turned me on. If I have to work for

a piece of your ass? I’m going to want it that much more.”

Kevin stopped walking, mulling it over. God

knew he could play hard to get. When Danny turned around, Kevin

brushed by him at a fast clip, head high. “Alright,” he said, his

tone flippant. “See you around.”

He was almost to the front doors of the gym

before Danny called out, “Hey! Not yet! We’re still walking here.”

Kevin glanced over his shoulder and grinned, then pushed through

the doors and took off across campus at full speed. Danny raced

behind him, struggling to catch up. “When I get you,” he

promised.

Kevin couldn’t wait.