Isaac
I sank deeper into the steaming water with a sigh. “Honestly, they should require people to soak for half an hour every day, so many of the world’s problems would just melt away.”
Through the steam rising from the hot water I was marinating peacefully in, I could hear Luka snort.
“I’ll have to pass that suggestion along to Reggie.
I’m sure he’d be thrilled to hear his overarching, grand project to help people could be reduced to making them soak in hot springs for half an hour a day. ”
“It would certainly cut costs,” I chuckled. “What is it between you two anyway?”
I could barely see his outline through the steam, helped by the fact that while we were covered from the elements, we were technically outside, and the sun had set an hour before.
All that was left were small lights close to the ground, for anyone moving between the springs.
They didn’t do much to illuminate anyone in the water.
“I don’t like the sound of that question,” he protested, and I could hear the disgust in his voice.
I laughed softly. “I never for a moment thought you two were a thing, or could ever be a thing. And last I checked, while you are both taken, you’re not with him. You have yourself a sugar daddy.”
Luka groaned. “He’s not a sugar daddy!”
A familiar and extremely welcome voice piped up from behind me. “Who’s a sugar daddy?”
“No one!” Luka growled. “And don’t start, Clay.”
“Who’s starting anything?” Clay asked, sounding offended as he shuffled closer.
I leaned my head back to look up at him and was immediately glad I had.
He wasn’t paying attention to me as he untied his towel and draped it over one of the small benches.
It was hazy still, but I could just about see.
He had clearly just gotten out of the shower, and the soft light at his feet made his lower body glow.
The rest of his body, including his face, was cast in gentle shadows, but there was enough light to see he wasn’t feeling the cold, which meant he had taken a hot shower to give himself a layer of warmth against the cold autumn air.
His head tilted down, and although I couldn’t see his expression, I knew he was smirking at me.
I didn’t look away. There was no point in pretending I wasn’t staring at his dick as it gently shifted as he turned around.
I was a fan of dicks, even when they were soft.
Clay, however, was one of those rare men whose dick was often referred to as a ‘shower’ rather than a ‘grower.’ So, unless he was exceptionally cold, his dick looked thick and heavy while soft, one step away from being half hard.
“You,” Luka sighed. “Have you come to make really bad jokes? Because we were enjoying a bit of relaxation.”
“I’m starting to think my presence ruins your presence of mind,” he said, coming over to the edge near me, where I could see him more clearly than Luka. Close enough that I could see he was, in fact, smirking as he sat, dangling his legs in the water.
Luka sighed. “Sorry, I’m being cranky. I should probably open the vents up top more so the steam doesn’t make me feel like we’re in a horror movie.”
“And make it colder? Gross,” Clay complained, looking at me and putting a finger to his lips before wrapping his hand around his dick.
My brow shot up, but I smiled as I watched him quickly coax his cock to life with a few strokes.
Of course, it was probably less about him jerking off, and more that he was doing it while I was watching, and Luka was none the wiser, which got him hard so quickly.
I didn’t know if two weeks of sleeping together was the time to pull out the exhibitionist kink, but I wasn’t going to complain.
“Now...who were we talking about?” Clay asked, continuing to stroke himself while watching me intensely.
“Hmm, Luka’s boyfriend,” I said.
“Oh, Rowan?”
“Wait, what?” Luka complained. “Seriously? Guys, don’t do this.”
“Do what?” Clay asked, his hand hesitating. There was no way he wasn’t cold, but his eyes never left my face, and despite the chill, his dick never flagged.
“Put my business out there like that,” Luka sighed.
“From what I’ve heard,” I said, shifting closer to Clay.
I had zero intention of taking over for him because I was not going to pass up the chance for a free show.
But I was definitely interested in running my hand along his thigh, reaching under his leg to stroke the sensitive inside, and bringing my hand up to stroke his balls gently.
They weren’t something he was really interested in having played with, but I knew being careful would be enough to add to what he was doing.
“Pretty much everyone figured out who you were dating after a while.”
“That’s some bullshit,” Luka muttered, and I realized that even from this angle, I could only just make out something moving in the water across from us.
Luka might be able to figure out what was happening if he squinted in our direction, but honestly, what would be the point?
You got used to not being able to see someone in these springs unless you were right next to them.
“How is it bullshit?” Clay asked, leaning back and biting his lip, when I reached up and gently ran my finger over the head of his cock that was now slick with pre cum.
He hesitated when he saw me bring my finger to my lips, sucking it and tasting him.
“Y-you two were close, and then he leaves without warning, and when he comes back, you’re always the one seeing him?
And after he started visiting the resort, as big… fucking hell.”
“What?” Luka asked in alarm.
“N-nothing,” Clay said in a voice that was a lot steadier now he’d adjusted to the sudden intrusion of my saliva-slick finger into his ass. Was it my fault if he was going to make a spectacle of himself and lean back in such a way that I had access? “You two...it just makes sense.”
“It doesn’t help,” I said. I felt the muscles of his ass flex around my finger as he continued jerking off, his stomach stretched tight in a sign of just how much he was enjoying it, which he enjoyed even more when I found the bundle of nerves that made his dick jerk between his fingers, “that everyone realized that shortly after Rowan started coming here as an investor, you began to take time off.”
Luka’s sigh was almost inaudible through the thick steam. “And no one considered it was a coincidence?”
“Nope,” Clay said lightly, but I could see from the way his mouth was hanging open that he was getting close.
I had been right in my assessment weeks ago, of him being a top, but even a top didn’t have to deny themselves the pleasure of some prostate massaging.
He had yet to bring up whether I wanted to top, but I had learned he wasn’t going to object to a finger or two inside him on occasion, though this was the first time I’d done it without warning.
“I mean, you guys weren’t exactly subtle, sorry, man. ”
“And what makes you think Reggie has someone?” Luka asked.
“Uhh,” Clay began, clamping his mouth shut when I finally gave in and took hold of his dick.
I sucked in a breath as quietly as I dared when I felt how hard he was and how he was pulsing with every beat of his heart.
A pulse that grew stronger now it was my hands around his cock and my fingers buried in his ass, working at the same time.
His legs spread wider as his hips twitched, and I knew I had seconds to figure out if I wanted to leave him on the edge or find somewhere to put the mess I was about to create.
Oh, wait.
“You sound like you already knew that,” I told him as I shifted closer to Clay, and he instantly figured out what I was doing. He rolled onto his side, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me forward until his cock found my lips and he thrust.
“Now you’re just saying shit to see if I’ll tell on myself,” Luka grumbled. “And I’m not...because there’s nothing to tell.”
I knew Clay had to be fighting for his life not to make a noise.
I felt his cock throb intensely against my tongue as the first jet of cum splashed down my throat, the next one dribbling out to run over my tongue, and the third going down my throat again.
Not that I was doing much better, having to bite back the desire to moan as I tasted him, feeling each throb of his cock when he came.
“Fuck,” Clay whispered as quietly as he could as he pulled back and sank into the water. His eyes widened. “That...was a mistake.”
“Oversensitivity isn’t just from friction,” I told him with a laugh.
“What?” Luka asked from the shadows, reminding us he was there.
“Someone sat outside the water for too long and regretted it when he got in,” I called, the lie coming as smoothly as if I had it prepared. “And by someone, I mean Clay.”
“Mistakes were made,” Clay said, and I chuckled when he reached down to cup his dick, which clearly hadn’t liked the sudden submersion in hot water.
“Not everything was a mistake,” I muttered, leaning forward and catching his lips with mine, feeling his movements halt for a moment the second he realized he could taste himself on my lips.
According to him, that had been something that even after he’d come to terms with his attraction to men, he had taken a long time to get used to.
Taste another man’s cum? Well, that was just what you did when you gave head—but tasting his own? That was weird.
“Evil,” he muttered, but the tone of his voice told me that if he wasn’t over that mental taboo, he was at least willing to forgive me for taunting him when he couldn’t do much about it.
“Duh,” I said, slinking away from him before Luka finally noticed we were far too close.
“Do I want to know what you two lovebirds are whispering about over there?” he asked, and after a moment added, “Or doing, for that matter.”
“Lovebirds?” Clay asked, sounding surprised.