Heat


Justin soundlessly opens the door to his large three-story mansion and saunters inside. Just from the short walk up the drive from his BMW to the front door, Justin is blanketed with a sheen of sticky moisture. The blond sighs as the brisk contrast of cool bites his sun drenched and heated flesh upon entering. He throws his now useless keys onto the green marble top counter and draws one hand through his tousled and sweat damp hair. Grabbing the hem of his white cotton tank with both hands, he wipes the beads of perspiration from his face, paying special attention to his nose and just above his lips. The young man breaths deeply as he moves towards the refrigerator. He casually opens the large stainless steel appliance and snatches a Heineken from its shelves. With a quick twitch of his wrist, Justin opens the bottle. Justin licks his lips in anticipation and slowly wraps them around the opening. The young singer tips his head back and enjoys a slow long methodically drink from the bottle. His body is thankful for the cool liquid that’s now coating the back of his throat, being coaxed effortlessly down the parched passage and soothing the heat within him. Rubbing the cold wet beer across his forehead and then down the side of his face, he sighs again. When the young blond is satisfied with the results of the tempering drink, he turns his body and swings his hips, knocking into the door and successfully closing it. He smiles and can’t resist winking at his clouded reflection in the smooth surface of the refrigerator door.

Justin sets the green colored Heineken bottle down and glances around the room in search of JC. He knows the brunette is somewhere lurking in the house having seen his blue Jeep parked in the driveway. The young blond walks into his living room and throws a desultory look toward his large bay window. While turning his head back around, Justin catches a small movement from the corner of his eye and quickly swivels his head again in the direction of the window. He sees JC.

His breath catches. The brunette is carelessly lying on a wooden lounge chair basking in the scorching mid afternoon sunshine. One muscular arm is haphazardly slung by his side palm side up and slightly bent at the elbow, while the other is resting above his head, hand loosely gripping the top edge of the lounge. Justin’s vivacious azure eyes travel down the slender man’s form, entranced by the pure beauty of it, a burning heat of another type rising within him. His gaze follows the tempting curve of the other man’s shoulders and follows the contours of the brunette’s sleek muscular back. At the small is a slight natural curve that accents the supple mound just below it. Justin instinctively licks his parched lips for he thirsts to quench the rapidly growing desire building within him. The younger man focuses his attention on the smooth tantalizing bow of the cloth covered area where he knows his thirst would be satisfied. He licks his lips again. The blond continues staring, involuntarily wiping the beads of sweat from his brow. Having memorized every inch of JC’s body thus far, Justin eventually moves onward taking in the powerful sparsely hair covered thighs and the gentle bend of a delicate knee. His gaze rests finally on JC’s exquisite toes and a soft silver glint catches his eye.

The slim brunette stirs and straightens his bent knee, stretching and brings to view a pinkish colored back. JC turns his head towards Justin’s gaze, raises his hips enticingly and settles back down. Justin smiles as he watches JC’s movements. He adjusts his self unconsciously, closing his eyes. When he opens them once more he is determined to extinguish the heat that is building in him. Feeling like a predator, Justin begins stalking his prey.

Justin, having decided his course of action, makes his move. First, grabbing his bottle of beer before he leisurely meanders toward the large sliding glass door that leads to the pool area. As he approaches the exit his eyes fall upon a small dark brown bottle of sunning oil, he smirks. The blond clutches the oil in his free hand, quietly slides open the door and steps out into the dismal heat. Almost instantly, Justin can feel the uncomfortable beads of sweat roll down the side of his face and into his eyes. He blinks rapidly, freeing the long defenseless lashes of the annoying drop of liquid. As he ambles toward JC, he observes a slight pinkish hue spreading over the brunette’s unblemished skin, alarming him. The young man quickens his pace and is like a flash at JC’s side. He kneels down beside the sleeping form and absentmindedly sets both bottles down beside the lazing man, staring at the unearthly beauty; fixated. JC is simply breathtaking and Justin is unwilling to chance disturbing the older man’s rest. That is until a soft feathery moan escapes the sleeping man’s lips, causing a sharp reaction in Justin’s taut body.

The young man again finds himself staring at the dozing form. Not only does Justin observe the soft hint of color indicating a potential burn on JC’s once alabaster skin. He also notices the way in which the brunette’s body glistens in the sun’s brutal rays. Justin closes his eyes and hesitantly reaches a shaky hand out toward JC, afraid of waking him, afraid of disturbing the dream like entity. When his tenuous hand touches the soft sun warmed shoulder in a feeble caress, he shivers. He lets the small surge of euphoria pass through his sensitive body before he gently grabs the slender shoulder and shakes the dozing man. JC gives no response and Justin couldn’t be happier.

Justin rises from his knees and slowly steps over the lounge, effectively straddling it. He lowers his upper body grasping comfortably onto the wooden arm rests to brace his self, making sure he does not touch any part of his lover. Arms straining, Justin leans down and with his course tongue licks a small dabble of sweat that has been resting in the center of JC’s back as a cat would lap milk. He hears a soft sinful moan and Justin smiles knowing in a matter of moments steel blue eyes will meet his own. When JC does nothing more, Justin repeats this action drawing his tongue between the brunette’s shoulder blades catching the salty droplets of perspiration. The young lover continues the path up the slender satiny back until he reaches the nape of JC’s neck. He nips gently at the exposed area, nuzzling his nose into the sweat laden hair. JC shudders.

Justin, uncomfortable in his self imposed situation, kneels onto the lounge chair. He places his knees gingerly near willowy hips and just barely touches the moisture on JC’s legs. The new position pleases the blond as it affords him easier access to the ample treasures bestowed before him. Justin sighs. The change in position also relieves the pressure building in the young man’s arms and conveniently situates his heavy blood filled phallus onto the descending curve of his lover’s ass; he rubs gently. JC’s body responds automatically by pushing slightly back against the erotic pressure. The younger man leans back placing his hands delicately on JC’s hips and presses his self harder into him, undulating his hips in a slow hypnotic cadence.

JC’s sweat drenched lashes flutter open and he quickly peers over his shoulder at the surreal being poised above him. He moves his up turned arm underneath his weight and shifts slightly holding his other hand in front of his stinging eyes, blocking the sun. “Justin?” he mummers with a heavy breath. “Get off... It’s too hot.” The brunette lies back down in his own sticky moisture replacing his one arm above his head, and sighing as he still unconsciously meets Justin’s subtle movements.

“Awww, come on baby. Don’t be like that,” Justin whispers in an unprotected ear as he lays his body on top of his older lover. The blond moves his arms underneath JC’s lucid body and maneuvers the sleepy man’s pinned arm out from under their weight and settles it alongside JC’s head mirroring the other one. Unable to control his burning need, he laps at JC’s fiery skin and enjoys the taste of the salty mixture.

“Justin, it’s hot,” the entrapped man whines again.

Justin leans back and sighs contentedly as the nearly absent breeze teases gently over his wet cotton covered stomach and chest, cooling them slightly. The blond looks down at the expanse of flesh in front of him and splays his hands upon the newly displayed back. He then rubs the moisture their bodies created into JC’s heated skin, “It sure is,” he answers and continues his massage over the brunette’s taut body.

“I meant the heat,” JC’s voice squeaks in response to Justin’s enchanting actions. The brunette feels one of Justin’s hands leave his body and is surprised by the amount of lose he feels. Wondering where the pleasing hand went, he tries turning but is halted by Justin’s other. He rests his head onto the lounge, “Just....”

JC stops speaking as he feels a cooling liquid splash against his skin. The older lover instinctively pulls his chest tight and pushes his shoulders forward allowing his back to bow. The refreshing substance runs chaotically between his shoulders to the middle of his back. He then feels Justin’s rough mind numbing tongue lick up the substance, to his utter satisfaction, following its trail. JC pushes his chest into the lounge chair and nudges his hips upward, making Justin chase the tantalizing skin. He gasps when Justin does not falter.

“Mmmm...,” the blond mummers against JC’s flesh. “So good.”

The smell of the liquid finally reaches JC’s senses and his eyes pop open. He shifts. “You so did not pour beer on me.”

Justin chuckles and stays anymore movements from the squirming JC.

“Ah...god Justin, that’s so gross,” JC remarks casually as he tries moving out from under his lover.

“Gross, huh.” The blond rubs his lover’s flesh again. “I’d never had guessed you thought it gross by the way your body responded.”

“It was cold... I’m hot... It was a simple reaction,” JC said in a panting breath.

“Well, let’s test your theory.” Justin tips the bottle and spills the alcohol unto JC’s inflamed body and watches as the brunette arches his back and hisses at the intoxicating sensation bestowed upon his skin. “That’s what I thought.” The young lover allows the cold beer to settle in the sensual curve of JC’s lower body and slides down resting his weight on JC’s knees. Justin makes a low growl, slides his hands up the older man’s slippery sides and sucks the bitter liquid off the sensitive skin just above the brunette’s firm ass. JC pushes his hips into the lounge and arches his head back, trying his best to relieve his body from his lover’s assault. Eventually, Justin’s hands slide underneath the lathered frame and brush against erect nipples. He fondles and pinches them as he continues cleaning off the offending liquid, eliciting a multitude of moans in various octaves.

Justin smiles against the soft skin as the musical moans invade his ears. He loves hearing the sounds JC composes when he makes love with him, loves hearing within the sounds the underlining passion and desire. The same desire that he feels only expressed vocally.

The blond moves down JC removing his ministrations from the hard nubs to the firm supple mound displayed proudly in front of him. Justin rubs his hands up strong powerful thighs, thumb pressing into a cloth covered perineum, JC gasps. The blond singer runs his sweaty palms underneath the black swimsuit that protectively covered the sensitive skin and massages the writhing buttocks. The younger lover skillfully and forcefully kneads JC’s ass cheeks evoking a different type of sound from JC, one filled with an undeniable urgency, one of want and need.

The predator has one more card to play before his lover is ready. He leans down while spreading the cheeks apart and nuzzles his nose into the newly formed gap. Justin presses hard against JC’s perineum and mouths the cloth covered balls. JC hisses at the sensation and unconsciously pulls his knees up and spreads his body further open, allowing Justin more room.

JC is now fervent under Justin, tormented by his lover’s arousing efforts. He bucks his hips nearly uncontrollably, pressing his groin into the lounge and pushing back against Justin's agonizingly hot mouth. JC pulls his knees out from under his lover and folds them underneath his impassioned body, hoping Justin will further his exploration.

Justin stops and JC looks behind him, eyelids heavy with desire, lashes wet with perspiration. His body is covered in a sheen of moisture and is hotter than any sun could make him. JC breaths heavily as he peers wantonly back at his blond partner, scrunching his dampened eyebrows and searching Justin’s face for his reason for stopping. “Jus...,” he closes is eyes, catching his breath. “Why’d... Why’d you stop?”

Justin reaches for JC and wraps his large hands around the smaller man’s hips. He pulls the brunette toward him causing JC’s body to shiver with anticipation. The older man worries his lips as he feels Justin’s hands travel down his quivering sweat drenched thighs. In preparation for what undoubtedly would happen next the brunette slides his slick legs further apart affording Justin the room his needs to satisfy the brunette’s deepest desires.

The blond trails his hands up and down the slippery skin of JC’s thighs. He licks his lips while watching the older man present and offer his body to him. He teasingly caresses the soft hypersensitive skin of the inner thighs making sure to place a small amount of pressure just behind his lover’s phallus, brushing his knuckles against the tightening sacs. A smile covers Justin’s face as he observes through hazy eyes his lover rocking his body back and forth, licking and biting sun dried lips in reaction to his petting. Justin removes one hand from JC’s leg and places it onto the curve of his back. He moves the hand up and down the muscular expanse, entranced by the way in which JC synchronizes his own baiting movements with his, feeling the contracting and relaxing of each muscle as his lover rolls his body into Justin's touch. He follows the movements with impassioned eyes. When Justin’s eyes focus on the precious body in front of him and not the heat coming from it, he remembers why he came outside.

“You’re burning.”

“Wha...” JC whimpers with baited breath.

The young lover retracts his hand and again places it on JC’s thigh. He slides both of his hands down the smooth moisture covered legs until they reach just above JC’s knees. Justin pulls his lover backward, lifting gently allowing JC to brace his self. “Lay down.” Justin instructs. “You’re burning.”

“Jus...” JC whispers, desire and need dripping from his lips. His craving body yearning, starving for Justin’s touch, and is hot with an immeasurable longing.

The blond inhales deeply and closes his eyes, keeping from acting upon the heat burning within him, burning within JC, staying his emotions, his desires. He leans over the quaking form, reaches a hand underneath laying it across a flat stomach in support and guides his lover back down onto the chair.

JC’s skin jumps upon feeling Justin’s hand on his hypersensitive body. He moans when he feels the wooden object compress against his swollen phallus. The brunette presses his head forward, arms bent underneath him bearing most of his weight and allows his hips to roll upward and ease the amount of pressure on his cock. He gasps his lover’s name, voice asking for help. Justin’s hand helps JC adjust to the new position, and once semi comfortable he relaxes his body into the lounge.

“Justin?” JC’s voice pleads.

“Shhh...” he swallows. “Let me put this on you.” He reaches down beside the lounge and picks up the nearly forgotten tanning oil he retrieved before coming outside. “You’re burning,” the blond repeats, silently reprimanding himself for his irresponsible actions; sex could wait, acts preventing potential injury to JC, could not.

“Justin,” JC groans rubbing his erection into the wooden surface. Justin, hands covered in the sun tan lotion, drops his body onto JC resting on his elbows pinning the older man’s hips and stopping him from getting off.

“Let me take care of the burn on your back first,” the blond whispers. “Then I’ll take care of this burn.” Justin pushes his own erection against the brunette, letting his lover know that he has a burn in need to tending to as well. JC nods his head. “Good. Now be a good kitten and let me pet you.”

Justin, sitting just below JC’s perfectly shaped ass, places his hands onto the brunette man’s heated shoulders. The lotion, although warm, leaves a trail of comfort in its wake where the delicate breeze brushes against it, cooling the skin. The blond kneads the shoulders ruggedly, rubbing the white residue from the first application of the lotion deeper into the parched flesh. Justin pools more of the sun warmed substance into his hands, rubs them together and places them on JC’s sides spreading the lotion from slender hips too just under muscular arms, soothing his lover’s burn.

JC mewls in appreciation of the blonde’s caring deed, and nearly purrs when he feels Justin’s hands rubbing the small of his back, fingers dipping slightly beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. “God, Justin,” the brunette pants, hands gripping the sides of the lounge chair, knuckles white with tension.

The young lover slides off the tempered body in front of him and settles back on his knees. He watches as the older man turns around; lips parted, eyes wide. JC gently tilts his head staring heatedly into Justin’s equally passion-filled eyes. “Where... where are you going?”

The blond doesn’t answer the question, just instructs his lover to turn over. JC complies immediately and faces him. Spinning his lean frame around and onto his back, JC gently bends his knees resting them on the arms of the lounge, nearly an arm's length away. The older man gazes toward Justin noticing his partner's eyes wild with hunger. He bashfully looks away from his lover when Justin lays his penetrating stare at the brunette’s bulging arousal. The young lover’s eyes travels up JC’s offered body and fixes on the brunette’s face.

“Look at me,” Justin’s caressing voice commands.

JC timidly turns his head and lifts his eyes, meeting Justin’s. The brunette watches intently as the younger man grips the hem of his saturated tank top and leisurely pulls it up over his head revealing tawny skin and harden muscle. The garment is quickly cast aside. Justin stands up and straddles the chair. He runs his fingers around the sweat dampened waistband of his shorts, watching JC’s eyes following his movements. He latches his nimble fingers onto the button and quickly maneuvers it through the hole. Pulling on each end, Justin makes quick work of the zipper and takes a couple of steps back, allowing him the necessary room to rid himself of the restrictive article of clothing. With his cloths removed, the predator's attention is again fixed on his prey. JC looks away unable to match the intensity shown in his lover’s eyes. “Are you still hot? Is your body still burning?” JC nods his head. “Then, look at me.”

Again JC obeys and instantly his lips are encompassed in a hard bruising kiss. Justin plunders JC’s soft sensuous mouth, dipping his tongue in deep and running it fervently over every inch inside and out. The blond presses harder, stealing JC’s breath and possessing his soul before finally breaking the lewd kiss. Justin then travels small kisses down the side of his brunette lover’s neck, nipping and sucking, licking and biting, leaving a trail of small pinkish bruises in his wake.

JC’s body undulates profligately when Justin’s kiss swollen mouth takes in a sensitive nipple. The hot cavern welcomes the erect bud with a teasing tongue and gentle nips. This simple action by his boyfriend takes JC to another stage of pleasure. The brunette’s breath hitches, his pulse quickens, as his body turns to liquid heat in Justin’s hands. His body arches into Justin’s, content with the feel of his lover’s sweat slick body and he moans deeply as their erections brush casually against each other. JC lifts one leg up and rubs it against Justin’s hip. The blond reaches for the slender leg and sets it on his hip pushing his body forward and bring them closer together. The older man closes his eyes and tips his head back offering his lover better leverage. Justin takes it, sucking and biting hard on the underside of JC’s jaw, leaving a rather large and harsh love bite. JC moans, helpless against his body's reactions to the behavior of his impassioned zealot lover.

He stops. JC’s body is still rippling with sensation when the brunette’s lust laden steel eyes stare dumbfounded at him.

“Justin,” JC whispers hotly.

Justin wipes his brow with the back of his hand and sighs. He looks down at JC’s sinister body. “Boy, it’s hot. Too hot for this.”

“What?” JC nearly screams. “You are not... Not gonna leave me... Like this...”

“It’s to hot JC. I don’t want us to die of heat stroke. You said it was to hot yourself.”

“Oh no you don’t. You’re gonna finish what you started.” JC looks around wildly. No way, am I gonna make it to the bedroom, he thinks. I’ll totally lose this high. His body still humming, JC’s eyes finally land on the cool clear water of the swimming pool. “That’s it.” In a split second, JC has made up his mind. The pool. He grabs Justin’s hand and pulls him from the lounge chair toward the enchanting object that would be the conduit for his pleasure.

Justin pulls back. “JC, I don’t have a swim suit.”

JC smirks evilly, “Well, if all goes well, I won’t either.”

Justin laughs but is jostled from his thoughts when he hears JC call his name.

“Justin.”

Justin jumps in.

JC quickly swims through the once tranquil water to the other side before Justin reaches the surface. The brunette rests his arms on the cement edge of the waiting eagerly for his lover to break the water’s surface. When the blond emerges from the chilly depths of the refreshing pool, a sheet of water cascades down his taut chest and tight stomach, the droplets shimmering in the summertime sun. He instinctually tosses his head from side to side, releasing the excess water from his curls. Justin then raises his hands from the cold water and wipes the across from his eyes, eager to spy his lover.

Upon turning his head in the direction of the house, he observes JC leaning sensuously against the side of the pool, the water playfully lapping at his neck. Elbows resting on the ledge, the brunette twirls one slender finger in the water, making a rippling pattern that dissipates before reaching Justin. Justin submerges his shoulders under the water and surges forward toward a refreshed JC. While cautiously approaching his lover, Justin can still feel the desire and heat within the brunette and Justin smiles.

The blond swims in JC’s direction anticipating the brunette's escape path, but the older man doesn’t move. In fact, JC flexes his stomach and lifts his legs toward the surface of the water, inviting Justin to join him. The young lover swims effortlessly and within seconds is comfortably in-between JC’s legs. The brunette closes his legs around Justin’s slender waist and pulls him in tighter, forcing their erections together. JC hums when he feels his boyfriend near him, pressing against him.

Justin’s arms encircle JC’s waist and he leans in for a kiss. He brushes his lips lightly, teasingly against the brunette’s ardent ones, taking his time and relishing the feel of them, of JC. The older lover can tell by Justin’s approach that this kiss wasn’t going to be like the first one, this one would be different. The blond leisurely licks the outside of JC’s mouth, patiently waiting for JC to except the invasion and invite him in. JC’s tongue darts out and wets his own lips, tasting Justin, closing his eyes and savoring it.

“Baby,” Justin breaths and leans back in. JC meets him half way. Their tongues collide with a soft caress, neither one seeking domination, instead familiarizing themselves with their domains. The kiss is slow yet passionate. Justin’s tongue finally allows JC to take over and the brunette deepens the kiss holding securely to the nape of Justin’s neck, maneuvering him closer. JC readjusts his mouth and works the kiss from a different angle, experiencing the unequivocal rapture of Justin’s lips.

Justin’s hands roam down JC’s body and firmly grip the taunting mounds of before, pulling the smaller man closer. He squeezes them profusely and rubs the inside of his index fingers against JC’s covered aperture. JC’s hips flex at the new sensation but he doesn’t relinquish his hold on Justin’s pouty mouth.

With the brunette’s hands tangled in Justin’s curls, the young lover’s hips are the only thing holding JC up, the older man’s weight tempered by the water. The blond allows one hand to travel up the lotion slick back and wraps his fingers in the wet curls at the back of JC’s head. He pulls gently, communicating to his partner that its time for him to take over. JC minds the silent command and releases Justin’s lips.

The brunette stares into Justin’s azure eyes and absent-mindedly licks the taste of Justin off his lips. The blond watches JC’s tongue and bites his own lips. As they gaze at each other, Justin presses JC harder against the edge of the pool. The young devotee leans in and attacks JC’s long elegant neck, chasing the droplets of water that fall from his lover’s auburn tresses. He catches one droplet near the sternum and traces its trail back, lavishing his tongue over and into the area just below the larynx, up the sinew neck and eventually behind the older man’s ear.

JC feels Justin’s other hand travel up his side and he instantly moves his arms away from his young lover, gripping the edge of the swimming pool, helping restore their equilibrium.

Justin nips JC’s sensitive earlobe and the brunette singer tips his head in response. The blond slides his tongue into the freely offered ear and unhurriedly plunges it in and out of the small opening. JC moans at the sensation, pressing his hips into his larger lover. Justin feels the wanton movement and determines to hurry things up. He travels small kisses down the submissive man’s neck and licks the glimmering water droplets from JC’s chest. He repositions his hands onto the firm round cheeks of his lover’s ass and lifts him upward placing him on the edge of the pool.

The blond runs his hands up and down JC’s thighs, presses a hand against his stomach and forces the brunette on his back Justin spreads JC’s legs wider and guides him further back on the cement so that only his feet are touching the water’s surface. Not satisfied with the new position, Justin wraps his hands around JC’s hips and slides the brunette closer to him. JC’s ass is just barely hanging over the ledge presenting Justin with a better more accessible angle.

Justin places his hands on either side of JC’s willowy hips. He stares at the covered bulge that is displayed in front of him. He picks up one hand and places it onto the brunette’s swollen member. The blond hears his partner gasp at the pressure, so he increases it. He watches JC turn his head from side to side, silently begging his lover. As Justin continues rubbing his heel into JC, the brunette’s hips begin moving counterpoint, and his moaning becomes louder.

Justin removes his hand and bends down toward the hard phallus. He places his hands on JC’s squirming hips and nuzzles the clothed crotch. JC spreads his legs further enticingly and seductively rolls his pelvis, encouraging Justin’s actions, needing them. The young singer tongues the outline of the enflamed cock, nipping the shaft. He flattens his tongue beside the covered cock and laps the water from JC’s thigh. His gaze travels up the brunette’s body taking in every reaction. Justin continues watching as he sucks on one of the covered sacs nursing the water from the saturated swimsuit. He bites at the phallus and takes the head into his mouth, relinquishing all the water from it.

“Justin,” JC whimpers. The brunette’s body ready for whatever pleasure Justin wants or needs to take from it.

Justin, reading the signals from his lover, slowly pulls JC back into the water. He rests the slender man’s legs onto his shoulders and slides the brunette forward until the bend of the knees are comfortably resting on Justin’s shoulders, and his legs resting on the blonde’s back. JC’s hips are moving unconsciously trying to evoke further attention from Justin. The younger man grabs the waistband of JC’s swimsuit at the hips and draws them down, freeing the swollen erection trapped within. JC sighs as the uncomfortable garment is finally removed.

JC’s eyes are closed, but he can feel his erection brush his stomach, dripping warm precum on his already wet body.

“Are you hot?” Justin whispers against the hard phallus, causing JC to hitch his hips upward. The quick movement causes the tip of JC’s erection to brush slightly against his lover’s lips. Justin gently grasps JC’s desire and licks the underside. He wiggles the phallus back and forth over his lips, blowing on the tip. The brunette hisses.

“Are you hot?” The blond repeats. “Do you feel the heat?” JC, eyes shut tight, nods his head. “I can’t hear you, baby.”

“Yes, God yes Justin, please.”

Justin engulfs JC’s large cock, swirling his tongue around the tip and pumping his fist at the base. The brunette desperately grips the edge of the pool.

“Unnn...” JC moans as Justin continues bobbing up and down. “Mmmm, yeah baby.... Feels so good. So hot.”

“You like that baby, hmmm... Does it make you burn?” Justin accentuates his words by dipping the tip of his godly tongue into the small slit of JC’s cock and thrusting his thumb into a constrictive opening. JC bucks his hips at the blonde’s intrusion, and writhes with his lover’s rhythm, unable to answer the question with words only with actions.

“Jus... Justin. Justin... Justin. Mmmm so... So fucking... Close. Unnn...”

“Do you want to cum, baby?” Justin asks around the heated erection.

JC feverishly shakes his head no. “Wit...with...with you baby.”

Justin lets JC’s erection fall from his lips and stops stroking the cum slick organ. His thumb is still deep inside his impassioned lover. After a short time of moving his thumb inside JC, the blond finally allows it to slip from JC’s opening. He quickly sticks two fingers into his mouth, eager to please his lover and covers them adequately with moisture. He motions JC to scoot up and he does without hesitation.

JC places his feet on Justin’s shoulders and spreads his legs open, welcoming Justin. His head is tipped to one side mouth open. His hands are running up and down his heated flesh paying special attention to his extremely sensitive nipples. JC smoothes one hand down his abdomen and lazily twists the hair just below his navel. Justin reaches up with his free hand and grasps JC’s wondering one, lacing their fingers together.

He removes his fingers from his sweltering cavern and places them at JC’s entrance, he pushes them in, JC’s fingers tighten around Justin’s as the intrusion sends waves of both pain and pleasure throughout JC’s fragile body. He pulls slightly away from Justin’s intrusive fingers and the blond lover stills them, waiting for the brunette to become accustom to them. When the younger man feels JC push down on the fingers, Justin knows its time to continue. He pushes the fingers in deeper, curving them and blindly seeking the soft area of skin next to JC’s prostate. Justin searches his lover’s face for the tell tale sign that he has found the spot, and when JC thrusts his hips up and screams his name, Justin is satisfied.

He pumps the digits in and out of JC until the man is all but liquid on the cement. JC is panting sumptuously, moving his head from side to side, and is unable to speak coherently. He whimpers loudly as Justin continues to fuck him with three fingers. A low long groan fills the air as JC continues to vocalize his need.

Justin pulls his scorching fingers from JC’s body and eases JC back into the water. “Hang onto the sides,” Justin commands. JC barely registers a voice speaking to him but understands enough to do what the blond requests. “JC, baby. Listen. I don’t know how much this going to hurt, we don’t have any lubricant.” The blond stammers, “Just the water. I don’t want to hurt you so at anytime it gets to painful will stop okay.”

JC is reluctantly being pulled from his state of euphoria and he opens his eyes. He stares directly at Justin and lets go of the pools edge. He grabs Justin's hand and brings it toward his lips. The brunette closes his eyes and tries gathering himself to speak. “Its... its okay.”

“I don’t... Want to,” Justin pauses, catching his breath as well. “Making love shouldn’t hurt.”

“Oh... Baby J.” JC brushes his lips against the first set of knuckles. “Remember this?” JC folds Justin’s hand into a loose fist. “I do...” He licks the blonde’s knuckles, “and... and will never... never forget it.” He lavishes his tongue over the fist. “You didn’t... hurt me then.”

“Okay, “ the blond whispers. Justin gently lowers his boyfriend deeper into the water while grabbing his cock in one hand. He pulls away from JC so he can visually see what he is doing and lines his phallus with JC’s aperture. When the tip of Justin's cock touches JC the two moan in harmony, both wanting more. The young lover guides the brunette onto his cock, inch by inch until Justin is all the way in, so deep. He peers up at JC and notices a hint of pain expressed in his steel blue eyes, but when he moves his hips a bit to adjust the lighter man’s weight, JC’s facial _expression changes to one of contentment.

“Hang onto the ledge,” Justin reminds JC as he slowly beings to rotate his hips, moving his cock inside of his lover’s heated passage. He’s never felt JC this tight before and it is nearly enough to send him over the preverbal edge. He stops and gathers his self.

Justin puts both hands beside JC’s squirming frame and beings thrusting into his lover. The blond pushes up in a quick hard motion driving JC out of the water, and then slowly pulls out allowing the water to slow JC’s descent. Before the brunette can complete the fall, Justin thrusts up again, jarring the older man.

Over and over, the blond pushes in hard and eases out. Justin plays this game until finally he is unable to take it anymore, and now each thrust becomes more eager, more determined. He presses even closer to JC’s body and runs his hands down the sides placing them on the slender man’s hips. As he propels his hips up, he pulls JC’s body down slamming into him, into JC’s sensitive spot time and time again. JC’s head rolls back and soft gasps float from his lips.

The blond changes pace and wraps one strong arm around the fervent body’s waist and the other snakes up into the golden wet tresses. His cock now stays buried deep within JC never allowing more than a inch to come out and he continues to thrust.

“Let go,” Justin commands and the brunette does so. “Wrap your arms around my neck.” JC again complies. Justin, while still deep inside JC, guides them to the center of the pool in shallower water. When he reaches a safe distance from the edge he stops. Bracing his legs underneath him, he again starts a vigorous rhythm. The young lover wraps his arms under the brunette’s and secures his hands on JC’s shoulders pinning him down and not allowing him to move with the up thrusts. Forcing JC’s body to take Justin’s entire length, allowing his cock to be deeper than its ever been.

JC’s head tips forward and rests near Justin’s neck. The continual stimulation of his prostate leaves the dark haired man completely vulnerable, incoherent. He tries forming words but his body is to sensitized for anything articulate to leave his lips, only grunts. He’s breathing is now coming in gasps, pleasure overflowing his senses, his mind and his body tightens.

“Un... Un...un...un...un.u.un.unnnn...” JC’s hot breath ghosts across Justin’s neck.

“Yeah, baby, so deep, baby, so fucking deep. Love this. Love being in you.”

“Mmm.. Unnnn... Sooo good.” JC’s mouths the side of Justin’s neck and then is unable to do even that as his body screams from the burning desire inside pulsating through his being.

Justin feels his lover’s body stiffen and knows JC can’t hold out much longer, this is it. He maneuvers through the water once more until he reaches the steps at the shallow end of the pool. He turns and lays JC down on the top step, gently. The water on the step barely touches the brunette’s ears as Justin lays on top of JC and kisses his lips demanding entrance into the pliant mouth. JC can barely comply as his body is raked yet again with a spasm of an almost unbearable pleasure. “Jus... Hurry... Mmmm....”

Justin urgently grabs behind JC’s knees and lifts them, spreading JC open. Justin begins a torrid pace slamming hard and deep, then pulling out, shallow. The blond shifts his hips each time earning satisfied moans from JC’s lips. He watches as JC’s face becomes contorted with an almost painful _expression and knows that he can wait no longer. His pushes in and bangs his lover at an uncontrollable pace. Justin watches as JC writhes under him reaching out in search for purchase as he continues hitting the hypersensitive prostate.

JC’s vision blurs as his body is again assailed with unspeakable euphoria. He feels Justin tighten and his thrusts slow, the brunette barely whispers, “Tou... touch ... Touch me... Pl... Please... Unnnnn.... Ssssooo good.”

Justin’s hand quickly finds JC’s red pulsating cock and pumps it in cadence to his thrusts. He has never seen his lover so hot, moving uncontrollably underneath him.

Upon feeling his lover’s hand against his burning heat, JC arches his back and he feels Justin release with in him. Two more jerks of his cock finally allows his desire, his need, his heat to explode from him. Wave upon wave of pleasure ripples from JC’s body and consumes him as he releases his essence over Justin’s hand. The heat is doused and cooling blackness takes over.

When JC’s lashes flutter open, he is welcomed by a soft glow of light. A cool breeze caresses his face, while the rest of his body is covered by a silky baby blue sheet. He reaches a tentative hand to his forehead and feels the cold wet cloth resting across it. The brunette sighs as he removes the cloth and tries sitting up.

“Hey, easy there,” a concerned voice calls from across the room.

The brunette sits up and notices he is wearing a black pair of cotton pajama pants. JC slowly turns his head in the direction of the voice and a small smile reaches his lips. “Justin,” he whispers. Instantly, he feels the bed dip and his blond lover is by his side.

“Yeah, baby. I’m here.”

“What happened?”

“You passed out.”

“Passed out.” JC’s mind floods with memories of a few hours ago and he chuckles. “I told you it was too hot. I must’ve passed out from the heat.”

“Oh, it was heat all right,” Justin kisses JC’s cheek, “but it wasn’t from no sun.”



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