Page 30 of Jake and Conner
I might have felt a little embarrassed about that if I hadn't seen that my friend was getting hard too. He didn't get into the water fast enough for me to miss the bulge forming in his underwear. The sight made my fingers itch to touch him. I wanted to know what he would feel like in my hand.
But I didn't know how to go about finding out.
I couldn't just approach and put my hand on his crotch, could I?
"What now?" Conner asked when he was half-submerged in the water.
I shrugged. "Swim for a bit? You can swim, right?" I teased.
Conner huffed. "I'm not eight anymore."
Yeah, I'd noticed... "C'mon," I said and then I swam a couple of strokes deeper into the lake. Conner followed. I wasn't sure exactly when he'd learned how to swim. It probably wasn't the day I'd tried teaching him, though.
"Does it feel any different?" he asked. "Swimming naked, I mean.”
"You wanna try it?" I gave back, suddenly very aware of my nakedness and how close Conner was to my undressed body. My hard-on hadn't gone down even one little bit.
"No, I'm good," Conner said, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes that I didn't know how to interpret. At least, I didn't know how to interpret it until we'd swum for a while and he decided that it was time for us to get out of the water again. He waded onto the grassy shore ahead of me, then turned around and waited, watching.
I'd never felt as self-conscious as I did that moment.
Conner smiled at me as I hesitated. "Don't tell me you're suddenly feeling awkward."
The challenge in his tone filled me with a new sense of determination. I couldn't let him think that I was chicken-shit. I'd started this and I needed to go through with it until the end. Dipping my head under the water just once more, I steeled myself, and then I swam to the surface and rose, putting myself on display.
Conner's eyes flickered to my dick. I liked to think that he tried to stop himself but couldn't. I didn't mind, anyway. Honestly, I felt as if I was growing two inches taller under his gaze, even though I knew I was at full size already.
Pretending that nothing about my nakedness was weird, I sat on the blanket. "I should have brought towels," I muttered.
"You didn't? But you knew we were going to be swimming, didn't you? Or did you not plan this after all?"
He was on to me. Oh well. Whatever. "It's okay. The sun will dry us." I let myself fall on my back, looking up into the sky, wet hair plastered to my forehead.
Conner sat next to me, letting his gaze travel down my body once more.
"Hey," I said so he would look at my face.
"Hey," he gave back, gazing into my eyes.
I reached up, tangling my fingers in his damp hair to pull him down so I could kiss him. He met my lips willingly, and then he did something I hadn't expected--he draped his body over my own, lining our groins up. His was still clothed, but the wet fabric did very little to disguise his arousal.
"Conner." His name rose from my lips like a plea. My eyes were wide open now. He laughed. I had no idea what was so funny to him, but he laughed.
"You don't have to look so shocked," he said. "Didn't you want to do this? Isn't that what you dragged me here for?"
Well, he wasn't wrong about that. I just hadn't expected him to charge ahead like this.
"You keep underestimating me," he muttered, kissing the corner of my mouth. "You don't think I’ve ever been on the internet or anything?" The grin that took over his face now was almost conspiratorial. "Doesn't even have to be the internet. Kade keeps some vey naughty books on his shelf. He doesn't know I borrow them."
It was at this point that I was beginning to wonder if Conner actually knew more about all of this than I did.
I'd had no idea what I was in for when I'd brought Conner to that lake.
Not that I had any regrets.
Nope, no regrets at all.
"I like this," Conner said softly, tracing the tips of his fingers down my naked skin. "You're warm and you smell good."
