Page 33 of Swim Crush

“I don’t think I want to do that again.”

Hayden laughed, but kept his eyes on mine. “My dad would kill us if we got caught.”

“Let’s not get caught then.”

We kept eating while the conversation varied between us reliving our entire relationship from the moment I received the first note to small talk about our current lives. His enormous back tattoo was of special interest to me, as it had remained a secret the entire time we had known each other. His reply was he didn’t live as shirtless an existence as I did.

I practically fell out of my chair when I felt pressure on my crotch.

“Easy, tiger,” Hayden purred. “I’ll be gentle.”

“Jesus.” I closed my eyes. How can someone’s toes be so talented?

“Hmm…feels about as big as it should.”

I had to put my fork down. As if I could eat anyway. I was rock hard and completely uninterested in anything on the table. “If you keep doing that, I don’t think we’ll be doing much swimming.”

Hayden smiled and the footjob ended. I immediately regretted saying anything.

“Oh, your ass is getting in that pool, Mike. I already know what I want for dessert.”

“I can’t believe you’re finally letting go,” I said, a little surprised at his forwardness.

“You did the hard part for me, Mike.”

Fuck.

Hayden, without any hesitation, stood up, turned around – his ass was even better in person – stripped and dove into the pool. I wasn’t about to ignore what amounted to an invitation to, at the very least, skinny-dip with my closet-hot secret admirer.

I took my clothes off as fast as I could and went to slide into the pool – I didn’t want to disturb any more of the candles – but Hayden’s hands on my thighs stopped me and his mouth immediately engulfed my entire cock.

“Shouldn’t we – oh fuck! – discuss our sexual…histories?”

The slurp as he pulled off practically echoed. “Are you really asking me if I’ve tested while you’re about to be blown?”

“Yes?”

Hayden laughed. “Okay, I can respect that. I haven’t been with anyone since my high school boyfriend,” he answered. “So it’s been a few years for me and my test last year was negative. What about you?”

“I’m, uh…a virgin.”

“Seriously? I get to take your cherry? Fuck, that’s so hot.”

“You’re okay with that?”

“Okay?! More than okay, Mike. I’m a little surprised since your sex talk is absolutely filthy.”

“All thanks to porn, I assure you,” I said.

“But we can do whatever you want. Just tell me and it’s yours.”

“Your mouth felt pretty good?”

Hayden shook his head. “Pretty good? That just won’t do. Close your eyes and relax.”

I did as he said, bracing myself with my hands behind me. His hands grabbed my thighs again and I felt his tongue swirl around my balls before making its way up the shaft to engulf the head. Up and down, over and over, I was lost in it. He’d change the suction, then he’d change the speed, then he’d use a hand and jack me off at the same time.

“You’re so good”–I managed to speak–“at this, Hayden.”