More fun in the sun: By The Pool by Kimberly Gardner

Because I had so much fun with last week’s ficklet, here’s another visit with the boys from Bound To Please.

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Fun in the Sun: Lounging By The Pool

Copyright 2011 by Kimberly Gardner, all rights reserved.

Benny couldn’t help thinking that, despite his initial reservations, the beach-front rental Rain had chosen and Jason had fallen instantly in love with, had turned out to be a fantastic choice. In fact the place freakin rocked.

Not only did it have a gameroom with a sixty inch plasma TV, a wet-bar and a pool table, but it also boasted its own private stretch of beach, all for them. Well, okay, maybe it wasn’t technically private as in no trespassing, but because it was on the bay rather than the ocean side, their little stretch of beach got very little traffic which meant … Hello! Naked sunbathing.

In fact they could walk out the sliding glass doors from their livingroom, go down the wooden stairs from their deck and be on the beach in a few short steps. But on this first day of their week at the beach–down the shore, Benny corrected himself. He was a Philadelphian now and Philly people said down the shore.–they were lounging by their very own, private pool.
Not that it was Olympic size or anything, not even close, but it was all theirs. And how freakin cool was that?

“Yo, Angel, You’re turning a little red. you better put some sunscreen on.”

Benny opened his eyes to see Jason holding up a bottle of spf45. But he wanted a little color and he wouldn’t get it with that stuff slathered all over him so he’d brought his own.

“I’ve got some, Jase.” Benny reached down beside his lounge chair, grabbed a bottle of spf10 and held it up.

Jason squinted. “What spf is that?”

Benny opened his mouth, but before he could answer Rain tilted down his sunglasses and answered for him. “I think it’s 30.”

Benny caught Rain’s gaze and widened his eyes at the little white lie. Rain gave a minute shake of his head. Shhhh, the look said.

“Well, you better put some on. And make sure Badboy gets some too. You two are the whitest white boys I’ve ever seen. Like glow in the dark white.”

Jason laughed. He was one of the obnoxious people whose skin seemed to attract the blessing of the sun. No tanning beds or laying out for hours. All he had to do was walk outside for five minutes. Preferably shirtless.

Mmm.

“Benny.” Jason shook the bottle of sunscreen. Gwop, gwop, gwop.

“Rain is way paler than me.” Benny stretched languidly and yawned. Covertly, he eyed Jason from under his lashes. Hell, the man was already sun kissed to a pale gold and it wasn’t even officially summer yet.

The sun was hot and felt amazing on his bare arms and legs. It splashed dollops of golden light over the surface of the blue-tinted water and made him squint. He blinked against the glare. Where the heck were his sunglasses?

“You get sunburn it’s on you.” Jason set down the bottle of sunscreen. He leaned back in his chair and stretched. His cut-offs, more holes than denim, rode low and with that stretch they slipped even farther down his hips, exposing a line of pale gold hair.

Benny’s cock stirred. He wanted to lick his way down that trail to the treasure at the end.

“I am not,” Rain said. He’d replaced his shades, but his grin was mischievous.

“Not what?” What was Rain talking about.

“Paler than you. Quit undressing the master with your eyes and come over here and let’s compare tan lines.”

“Great idea, Badboy.” Jason swung his legs off the lounge chair . “I’ll be the judge.”

Benny laughed and sat up. But Rain was already on his feet and heading for Benny’s lounge chair, his own bottle of sunscreen in one hand. He set it on the ground beside the chair then crawled up next to Benny.

“Shove over, sugar. I need more room than that.”

Benny shoved over, the chair creaking alarmingly as they jockeyed for position. Finally they were settled and Jason leaned over from his own chair.

“I don’t know.” He shaded his eyes. “Hold your arms out. Not like that, side by side so I can compare.”

They held their arms out side by side and touching.

Rain’s skin was warm and slightly slippery from the oil Benny knew he had smeared all over himself before they came outside.

Benny could smell him; baby oil and light sweat mixed with the tangy sweetness of clove cigarettes, the whole underscored with the smell of chlorine from the pool water.
He leaned in closer and inhaled. His dick stirred. Mmm. He loved Rain’s scent. Loved it.

“I can smell you.” Benny breathed the words into Rain’s ear.

Rain exhaled a long sigh and squirmed as if his dick too had begun to respond to the closeness.

“I can’t tell,” Jason said. “Your arms don’t look that different. I think I need someplace with more contrast.”

Benny and Rain glanced at each other, a smile passing between them.

“What did you have in mind, Master?” Rain stretched and none-too-subtly adjusted himself. The outline of his erection was clearly visible under the bright blue material of his shorts.

“Hmm, let’s see.” Jason appeared to consider, but his gaze never wavered from Rain’s crotch.

“Permission to speak, sir?” Benny didn’t always call Jason sir, but right then, with the electric zing of sex crackling among them, he used the term of respect because he knew how much it turned the Dom on when he did.

“You may speak, boy.”

“Actually, Sir, I’d rather show you.” Without waiting for permission, Benny caught Rain’s zipper-pull and drew it down, revealing his pale lower belly and the line of silky dark hair that led from his navel to the bush at the base of his cock. He spread the fabric wide, letting Rain’s dick spring free.

Rain groaned. But when he reached for his cock, Jason caught his wrist and held it.
“Hands behind your head, Badboy.”

“Look, Sir, he is a little bit tan.” Benny ran a fingertip across Rain’s belly where the shades of his skin were perceptibly different. Unable to resist, he ran his finger down the length of Rain’s shaft and back up. “You can really see it right here.”

Jason chuckled. “Except the question is whether he’s more tan than you, Angel. Soooo …”

“Sir?” Benny widened his eyes, giving Jason his very best innocent face.

“Hands behind your head, Angel.” Jason leaned over and, taking hold of Benny’s zipper drew it down. He spread the material of Benny’s cut-offs exposing him in the same way as Rain.

Fully hard, Benny’s cock remained tucked inside his shorts. He sucked in a sharp breath as Jason reached in and drew him out.

From the corner of his eye, Benny saw Rain watching from under lowered lashes, his lower lip caught between his teeth.

“My beautiful, horny boys,” Jason murmured, a smile playing around his lips. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Sir,” Benny sighed as Jason began to stroke him. With his other hand, Jason was doing the same to Rain whose blissed-out expression exactly mirrored how Benny felt.

“Keep your eyes open,” Jason instructed, his words low and hypnotic, they slid through Benny like a drug.

“Angle your hips toward each other. That’s it. Good, boys, my sexy boys. You can kiss if you want. I love watching you two kiss.”

With his hands still behind him, Rain leaned forward and touched their lips together. His were soft and warm and a little salty.

Benny ran his tongue along the seam and they parted giving him ready access to Rain’s sweet mouth. Benny licked his way inside, taking his time, enjoying the slow seduction of kissing Rain while Jason caressed their dicks.

“Closer,” Jason directed. “I need you closer.”

Obediently, they moved in closer.

The hot, hard length of Rain’s dick pressed against him and Benny gasped into Rain’s mouth.

Rain moaned and thrust, his dick sliding against Benny’s, pre-cum slicking the way, Jason’s hand gripping them both.

Benny’s pulse throbbed in his dick as his tongue tangled with Rain and the taste of his lover filled his mouth. Their bare chests pressed together, their skin slick with sweat as the sun beat down turning everything to molten gold like some celestial King Midas touch.

The lounge chair shifted and their legs were nudged apart, but Benny hardly cared. His senses were swamped by the flavor of Rain and the feel of his body, the long sleek muscles and the smooth soft skin.

Suddenly wet heat engulfed his prick and Benny tore his mouth from Rain’s.
Even already knowing what he would see, he still needed the visual.

His and Rain’s dicks were still pressed together and Jason was sucking them both, his mouth stretched impossibly wide around the two heads.

Oh. My. Fucking. God!

“Oh, God,” Rain breathed.

No shit. But Benny couldn’t speak. His breath was caught, clogged in his lungs at the sight of their gorgeous, dominant lover on his knees beside the lounge chair, leaning over with both their cocks in his mouth.

The sun poured over Jason, turning his hair into a thousand shades of bronze and gold and red. His eyes were closed, his lashes like gold-dust against his skin, his cheekbones standing out as he sucked. His tongue felt like magic as it stroked and caressed, dancing over the sensitive heads then licking from tip to base then back again.

A hard knot of pleasure had formed in Benny’s belly, drawing tighter and tighter with each slow, languorous lick. The sweet torment went on and on, Jason’s head moving up and down, up and down.

Benny bit his lip and fought for control. God, he couldn’t take much more.

“Master,” Rain gasped. “Please, sir, I need to–”

Jason released them. His gaze lifted. “I want you to come together, but no talking, understood?”

They both nodded as Jason resumed his slow seductive torture of their cocks.

A hand cupped Benny’s sack, clever fingers rolled his balls before dipping lower and teasing the sensitive place just underneath.

“Oh, God,” Benny sighed. It was little more than a breath.

Rain caught his gaze. He rolled his eyes and his lips formed a single silent word.

Now!

Yes!

Pleasure sparked as Benny’s orgasm swept him up on its crest and flung him down again. His hips snapped forward as he felt Rain’s do the same. Rain’s hands, no longer behind his head, gripped Benny’s shoulders and he shouted his release as they both came in a hot rush.

Jason took it, all of it, with both their cocks in his mouth. The excess dribbling out between his lips and down his chin making it all the hotter.

Benny shuddered as Jason’s tongue continued to stroke them both, long slow licks like he was savoring every last drop. At last he raised his head, his lips were swollen, his cheeks and chin coated with their combined spunk. It was the hottest thing ever and Benny felt his dick twitch and try to rise again.

Jason swiped a hand across his mouth, doing more to smear the cum than wipe it away. “Mmm. It’s getting hot out here. Anybody feel like a swim?”

With one finger Benny wiped away the sweat dripping down Jason’s temple. He licked away the salt and smiled. “Too late. I think I already melted, Sir.”

Written by Kimberly Gardner

As early as the seventh grade, Kimberly remembers slashing her favorite rockstars and reading romance. So it’s not surprising that her two passions, romance and putting pretty boys with other pretty boys, should come together in her writing. Moliere said, “Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, then for a few close friends, then for money.” Kimberly is delighted to finally be doing it for money.
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