Page 64 of Poolside

“Yeah,” he breathed. “Teach me how to take care of you.”

Chuck lifted to his knees and moved up Tommy’s body until he hovered above his chest. He clicked the lube open, looking down at Tommy. “Give me your hand.”

Tommy complied, and Chuck squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers. “You’re going to want to start around the rim,” Chuck said, his words punctuated by shallow breaths. “Go slow, building up the pressure.”

Tommy tried to settle the nerves in his gut as he reached around Chuck’s body and trailed his slick fingers down Chuck’s crack. When he felt the dip of Chuck’s hole he did as instructed, tracing the puckered skin of his rim.

“Good,” Chuck said from above him. “Tug a little bit at the—fuck, T, just like that, yeah.” Chuck let out a low noise as he pushed back into Tommy’s touch. “That’s so good. So fucking good.”

“Can I suck you?” Tommy noticed Chuck’s flushed cock and the glint of precum gathered at the tip. He wanted it,neededit in his mouth.

“You’re going to kill me, T,” Chuck said, but he shifted forward so that the flared head brushed Tommy’s lips. Eagerly Tommy craned his head up and wrapped his lips around his dick, sucking even as his fingers continued to work in circles around Chuck’s hole.

“I’m ready for a finger,” Chuck panted. “Start with one.”

Tommy followed his directions, grateful he didn’t have to figure it all out by himself. Chuck was hot and tight around him, his entrance clinging to his finger even as he pressed slowly inside. After a moment Chuck’s body softened, and Tommy began to slowly move his finger in and out of his body.

He glanced up at Chuck through his lashes, breath catching in his chest when he found Chuck staring down at him like he couldn't believe it was Tommy underneath him. Tommy sucked, swirling his tongue around the smooth skin of the flared head, and a heady rush filled his body.

“Another, Tommy.Fuck, another.”

The second finger slid in smoothly, followed by a third shortly after. Above him Chuck’s body trembled, his eyes wide and desperate as he watched Tommy suck his dick.

He was the reason Chuck looked like he was about to fall apart from pleasure. He was the one doing it to him, and there was nothing in the world that could compare.

“Off. Enough.” The words rasped from Chuck’s throat. “You’re going to make me come.”

Tommy withdrew his fingers and Chuck’s hard cock slipped from his lips. “I’m so fucking hard, baby,” Tommy said, his voice rough and raspy. “Need you.”

“How do you want me?”

Tommy had thought about this moment. He’d imagined it a hundred times with his hand on his cock in the shower, thinking about what it would be like to be inside Chuck.

“Hands and knees.”

Chuck let out a groan as he moved off of Tommy. Tommy sat up, breathless as he watched Chuck get into position beside him on the bed.

“Condom?” Tommy asked, thinking back to their conversation in the locker room.

Chuck looked back over his shoulder. “Wear one tonight. Easier clean up.”

Nodding, Tommy grabbed a condom, tearing the foil with his teeth and sheathing his dick before slicking himself up with more lube.

He shuffled over on his knees, placing a hand on the pale skin of Chuck’s back to steady himself. Tommy’s eyes caught on the cluster of freckles to the left of his spine, and he traced his fingers over them.

“What are you doing?”

Tommy smiled, trailing a leisurely circle around the cinnamon-colored marks. “Freckles,” he said softly. “I just really love your freckles.”

He heard Chuck huff a soft laugh. “While that’s really fucking sweet, can you fuck me please?”

Tommy let out a surprised laugh, but it quickly turned to a gasp as he gripped his cock and notched himself at Chuck’s entrance. “You’re going to have to tell me if it’s too much,” Tommy said, already feeling like he was clinging to control by a thread.

“Do it.”

Tommy pushed forward slowly, the air punching from his lungs. Everything around him faded except for the impossibly tight squeeze of Chuck’s hole around him. He inched forward, not wanting to hurt Chuck.

“Fuck,” groaned Chuck from underneath him. “Fuck, Tommy. That’s so fucking good.”

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