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A light appeared in Lou’s eyes for the first time since all this happened. It was nice to see. It wasn’t like I needed a reminder, but it reminded me of everything I loved about him.
“I think we should. But we should probably make a stop first.”
Again taking my hand, Lou led me downstairs and into the living room across from the piano. His family was there. Each of them held a drink and a book.
“Excuse us,” Lou said crossing to the bar and retrieving a bottle and two glasses.
“Excuse us,” I repeated trying to sound more sincere than Lou did.
With his bottle in hand, we crossed towards the piano and exited through one of the many glass double doors. Lou was clearly not being subtle about it.
“When you said we needed to make a stop first, I assumed you meant for bathing suits or towels.”
“Titus, sometimes it’s like you don’t know me at all,” he said pressing his shoulder against mine and giggling as he jogged forward.
Placing the bottle and glasses on a poolside table, he stripped down to his underwear and dove in.
“Ahh,” he squealed when he came up for air.
“How’s the water?”
“Not cold at all.”
“Really?”
“Strip down and dive in.”
I did what I was told and undressed. Lou didn’t take his eyes off of me. When there was nothing between us but a pair of boxer briefs, I ran forward and dove in.
“You liar,” I shouted when I surfaced.
Lou giggled. “See, this is why we only use it as a moat.”
“This thing is freezing.”
“Come on. It can’t be any worse than swimming in the waterfalls when you were a kid.”
“What do you know about me swimming in waterfalls?” I said wading towards him.
“You’re not the only one who listens when someone speaks. I remember you talking about how you would catch fireflies and skinny-dip in waterfalls when you were growing up.”
“You’re making me sound like a character in a bad southern novel or something.”
“Did you not catch fireflies in mason jars?” Lou said floating closer.
“We did catch fireflies in mason jars.”
“And did you not skinny-dip down at the creek.”
“There was a creek and we did sometimes skinny-dip in it.”
“Then if the stereotype fits…” he said now inches from me.
Despite the cold water, I could feel his body heat. It encircled me. My heart thumped looking into his eyes.
I wanted to kiss him. My body ached for it. My hard cock throbbed wanting to pull his body onto mine. And finally, when I couldn’t take any more, I leaned forward and reached for him. As I did, he leaned back and splashed water into my face.
Not sure what to think of it, I wiped the water out of my eyes and stared at him. He was giggling.
