Page 9 of His Fearless Guy
“Fucker.” I sputter, spitting the water out. I clear my eyes then turn to go after his ass. As soon as he surfaces on the other end of the pool, I pounce. Jumping on him from the back and trying to take him under. He grabs onto my thighs and takes me right down with him. I lose my grip under the water, and he manages to grab hold of my neck and gain the upper hand. I’m swallowing another gulp of water, trying to shrug out from under his hold. Finally, I get free, coming back up to try again. We’re laughing and splashing each other, fucking around like usual. I’ve missed hanging with him these last few months. Being with Taya definitely wasn’t as easy or as fun.
I pull away to catch my breath, walking to the edge of the pool and taking a seat on the bench. I look out to see where Ryes went, but he’s disappeared under the water. A huge dark frame suddenly appears before me, and in the next second, my swim trunks are being yanked from my body. I try to kick him away, fighting to get him off me, but he manages to slide them right off and swim away. When he resurfaces, he’s holding them in the air, laughing.
He’d always do this when we were kids, throwing them over the fence so I’d have to run over to his neighbor’s house and get them with my naked ass on display. It was funny as shit backthen. Right now, not so much. If he comes closer, he’ll see I’m at full mast and weighing heavy in the sac.
He balls up the swim shorts and tosses them right over into Jess’s yard.
“There’s no way in hell I’m getting those. Jessica’s boyfriend is liable to come out and kick my ass.”
He turns back around and his cheeks tip right up into a crooked grin. “I dare you to.”
Dammit. The fucker knows I never back down from a dare. It’s like I can’t fucking handle wimping out, like I feel like I’m less of a man if I don’t take on the challenge. The guys once dared me to walk butt-ass naked into the girls’ locker room and I did, making all the girls scream as they hid their prude little eyes. Another time Ryes dared me to eat a cockroach. Fuck, that was foul. And then there was the time when the team dared me to go up to the school nurse and tell her my cock was super itchy and I was worried something was wrong with it. All I can say is thank fuck she told me to go home and let my parents know so they could schedule a doctor’s appointment for me. I would’ve been mortified if she’d made me drop my drawers and show her.
This time though, I don’t want to take the dare and risk being caught on the security cameras.
“Nah. I’ll pass,” I say. “I’m eighteen now and doing time for public exposure will fuck up my plan for college.”
“Bawk…bawk…bawk…bawk…” He waves his arms like a chicken, and I’m fueled by his taunting. I dive under the water and swim straight for him, a shark charging his victim. He tries to get away, but I grab his leg, jerking him toward me. I reach for the bottom of his swim trunks and tug them right down his hips. His attempt at kicking me off only helps me get them free faster. When I’ve got them off, I quickly swim away, balling them up and throwing them right over the fence to join mine. Now, we’ll put his ass in the hot seat and see if he takes the dare.
“Let’s see you go get them.” I smirk. “Watch your bare ass strut on over into their backyard. How many security cameras do you think they have?” It’s a ritzy neighborhood. I’m guessing ten.
He shakes the water out of his ears, clearing his eyes. “No fucking way. I’m not getting my ass kicked by the boyfriend. I slept with his girl. He’ll assume I’m trying to come over and tempt her with my dick.”
“Bawk…bawk…bawk…bawk…” I give it right back to him. “Look who’s the chicken now.”
He rolls his eyes and swims over to the shallow ledge, taking a seat and ignoring my teasing. Looks like neither of us is taking the bait. I cross the pool and join him, leaning back on my elbows and taking a breather. My body has now acclimated to the temperature of the water, but the cool air from above sends a shiver through my shoulders. The contrast between the warm and cold feels good.
“Do you think Taya has any idea you’re planning on breaking up with her?”
I open my eyes, looking out at the sunset. This time of year, it always gets dark early.
“I doubt it. That girl is pretty clueless. Plus, she thinks I’m lucky to be with her.”
“Definitely the other way around.” He shakes his head. “Dude, I still don’t get why you even started dating her in the first place.”
I’m not exactly going to give him the main reason I asked her out. It was the night of my big win, and I couldn’t stop looking at Ryes from across the room, my entire body feeling tight and hot. When Taya grabbed my head and began kissing me, I was thankful for the distraction. It also gave me an excuse for my hard dick. With her grinding on my lap, no one would ever know the real cause of my raging hard-on.
“I was just excited about getting some action. Didn’t want to head to college as a virgin.”
“So, was it worth it? Was she at least good in bed?”
At first, I thought she was because I didn’t know any better. Besides, a virgin will take whatever he can get. But if I really think about it, sex with her kind of sucks.
“Between us…” I look over at him, making sure he’s not going to go blab. He tips his chin, though he never shares any of my business with anyone. “No. She always gets annoyed if I take too long to come. It feels like there’s a clock ticking in the background whenever we hook up, and the pressure makes me gun-shy.”
“How long does it take you to get off with her?”
“Maybe ten to fifteen with her hands. I definitely can get off faster when I’m fucking her.”
“Fifteen minutes?”
I can’t help it. The girl’s technique sucks. Every time I start to get close, she changes up what she’s doing or adjusts her tempo, and I get thrown off course and have to start from ground zero.
“I’m surprised the girl doesn’t have carpal tunnel.” He laughs. “Or that your dick isn’t rubbed raw.”
“Tell me about it.” I nod, wading my feet back and forth in the water. Watching the rippling current I’m making on the surface. “There were so many times I just wanted to take over and show her how it’s done. But the one time I tried to let her know what I liked, she got mad at me.”
“Damn, that must mean I’m good,” he teases. “I got you off in under two.”
