In his private backyard. Laying on his back, one arm behind his head, one knee turned outward, legs spread justalittle. Eyes closed. Breathing through his mouth. He squints a little against the sun, frowning when it suddenly gets darker. Maybe a cloud covering the light? His eyes flutter open, and he looks up. Nope, not a cloud. Just Justin. In his swim trunks. He smiles, teeth gleaming in the sunlight. "Sup, C?" JC smirks, shaking his head. "What are you doing here?" Justin rolls his eyes, like it should be obvious. "Sunbathing, dude." JC arches an eyebrow, eyeing Justin from head to toe. "In that?" Justin nods, confused. "You're gonna get same major tan lines, dude." Justin pouts, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "And what would you suggest I wear?" JC smirks again, waving a hand over his own body. "Au naturale, dude." Justin's eyes widen, as if he's justnowrealizing that JC is naked. "I..." JC laughs, resting a hand on his stomach. "Relax, J. I don't bite." Justin blushes. "Unless you want me to." Justin chuckles nervously, trying with all his might to keep his eyes off JC's naked...sweating... He shakes his head, clearing away those thoughts. "Tan lines are fine," he decides out loud, lying down next to JC. JC looks over at him, grinning. Justin moves over a bit. They lie in silence, Justin's heart beat finally slowing. It's back up again when he feels JC's hands on the waist band of his swim trunks. Justin's eyes snap open, and he looks down to find JC working his trunks off of his body. JC is just about to pull them over Justin's cock when Justin wriggles away. "W-what are you doing?" he stammers, avoiding eye contact with JC, who is grinning madly. "No tan lines, J," JC says. As if to demonstrate, he stands up and spins around slowly, his hands roaming his own body. "Didn't get this way from wearing swim trunks," he adds, eyes gleaming. "I..I don't care about tan lines," Justin says softly, suddenly aware that JC is stalking towards him, kneeling down in front of him. "What's wrong, J? Don't you trust me?" "What?" "I know what it is. You're afraid of getting sunburned! We can fix that!" JC exclaims, reaching for, and uncapping, a tube of sunscreen. "W-what's that for?" Justin stutters, frozen in place by JC's strong hand on his thigh. JC laughs, loudly, his head tossed back. "Sunscreen, Justin. Ever heard of it?" Justin laughs anxiously, afraid his heart is going to beat out of his chest. JC leans up and presses his mouth to Justin's ear. "Wouldn't want to burn that pretty little cock, would we?" he whispers, and Justin's breath hitches and his throat clenches and his dick jumps, all at once. He doesn't even notice JC slathering up one hand with the cool lotion. But he feels it when JC's fingers run along his shaft, rubbing the suncreen into his sudden erection. "No tan lines, J. No burns, either," JC says, looking at Justin under his eyelashes as he slides Justin's trunks to his ankles, giving them one last tug and tossing them aside. When JC kisses the inside of his ankle, Justin is pretty sure he swallowed his own tongue. JC's tongue, on the other hand, is currently making it's way up the inside of Justin's leg, stopping to lick at the back of his knee. "C," Justin breathes, head tilted to one side, eyes half closed. "Hmm?" The vibration alone is enough to make Justin want to scream. "I..." "Can't let you get a sunburn, Justin," JC says against Justin's inner thigh as he rubs lotion into Justin's hips, his thighs, his belly. "Creamy skin like this has to stay that way." When Justin finally gains enough control to open his eyes, he finds JC straddling him, hovering over his body, not touching. He closes his eyes again when JC's lips find his neck and began sucking lightly. Justin is wondering just how much sunscreen JC plans to put on his cock, because his hand has been down there for quite some time, working up and down, slowly. Not that Justin is complaining, because...yes. But when JC squirts another line of the lotion on Justin's erection, Justin can't help but be a little confused. Until JC lowers his body onto Justin's cock, and then Justin gets it. Boy, does he ever. Gets the hot, tight heat of being inside JC. Gets the warm, slick feel of JC's tongue against his. Gets the thick, hard hold of JC's cock in his hand. Tan lines? Not if he can help it.