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The clearing is not quite circle-shaped, joining to the high rocky cliff of the waterfall, forming a ring around the pool at the base of the falls. Large flat stones line the perimeter of the pool at varying heights, providing access to the water, almost as if they were arranged specifically for sunning yourself next to the water. In fact, my grandfather told me stories that giants - a long-extinct race of beings - had set them up exactly so. The rocks are covered with moss and vines, much like the cliff face not raging with water.
There was, long, long ago, a steep staircase carved into the cliff to allow beings to climb to the top and jump into the water below, but it has long since been reclaimed by the Woods.
A salamander scuttles across the ground in front of us, pausing only tomeepindignantly at our intrusion. Next to me, Theo laughs softly, as if scared to break the serenity of the moment.
“Roan.” He lays a delicate hand on my arm, and it’s like an electric shock through my system. “It’sbeautiful.”
As if to accentuate his hushed reverence, there is a loud squawk accompanied by the flapping of wings. We turn as one to watch an eri—a large parrot-like bird with bright blue wings, red belly, and yellow face and back, with large venomous claws—fly down to perch low on one of the trees close to us. The bird watches us intently, its black beady eyes trained on us. Then itcocks its head to the side, squawks again with its ear-splitting call, and flies off again.
“Are we safe here?” Theo’s hand is still on my arm, and I feel his hand flex slightly with nerves.
“Of course. There is a nest of nabras living in the trees we just passed. If they, or the Woods, didn’t want us here, we certainly wouldn’t have made it this far.”
I look down to Theo’s now horrified face as he turns over his shoulder to stare wide eyed at the trees we had just passed through. I clap him on the shoulder and tug him under my arm because I’m a weak man, and I only have so much willpower in a day.
“Come on, let’s go swimming.” Theo stumbles again, either because I’m dragging him towards the rocks or because of my suggestion. Either way, he’s tight enough against me that he just falls into me. I use it as an excuse to squeeze him even tighter.
“I didn’t bring anything to swim in. You didn’t tell me we were going swimming.” He sounds nervous, and I hesitate.
“Youcanswim right?” Ifeelthe intensity of his eye roll and smile to myself at his attitude.
“Of course I can swim, old man. We had three pools and two large water features on my parents’ property. Not to mention our summer home and the lake house.”
“Why wouldanyoneneed three pools? That’s just stupidity. And that doesn’t mean you can swim. It just means your parents know how to waste money.”
Theo’s laugh echoes through the clearing, and I have to let go to haul myself up onto one of the stone slabs. It is not nearly as mossy as the others, perfect for sun baking.
“You kind of answered your own question there. But when you havethatmuch money, it all becomes a bit superfluous. Whynothave three swimming pools? And yes, I can swim. I’m quite good at it, too.”
He accepts my offered hand to pull him up, and he stands next to me on the rock, surveying the turquoise water of the pool. I drop the backpack and roll my shoulders, having a stretch.
“But I expect it is rather different to swimming here. How deep is it? Where does the water go? Where does it come from?” I guess those old curious habits die hard. He blushes and waves me off. “Never mind.”
“You’re right, swimming here ismuchdifferent to swimming in a pool. General rule of thumb is it’s shallow towards the edge, deeper towards the Falls. We can stick to where you can reach the bottom. As for the water, I don’t have a clue, but I expect the water comes from all around the Woods and feeds the hot springs over past Caelan’s. As for what we are swimming in,” I circle back to one of his earlier questions, “we can swim in our underwear. What do you think?” Theo’s lips draw into a pout, and he looks up at me, all wide-eyed, faux innocence.
“I think I probably should have worn underwear.” His voice is breathy and flirty, but dramatically so, and I gulp. Hard. Every single drop of blood flooding to my cock so quickly my head spins a little.
Completely of their own accord, my eyes drop to the crotch of his indecently short shorts, where the fabric is tight against his dick.Is he really…?Unable to contain himself a moment longer, a burst of laughter explodes from Theo, and he punches my arm. I narrow my eyes at him, folding my arms across my chest, drawing myself up to my full height.
“Gotcha,” he continues to laugh, and I enjoy seeing him so happy I don’t even care about the tease. Or the fact that my cock is painfully hard, the sight of his head thrown back in laughter sending a dangerous pulse of lust through my cock.
I still feel the need to get my own back for his teasing, and so, without a word, I reach back and pull off my tee shirt and toe offmy shoes and socks. I quickly undo my shorts, dropping them to the rocks.
Now it’s Theo’s turn to watch. When I invited him out today, I never intended for us to end up here. Well, I wanted to show him the Falls and get him out of the tavern. To spend time together. Now I see the faults in my plan and there is a warning bell somewhere in the back of my head reminding me that we haven’t discussed what happened between us. And that we certainlyshouldn’tbe flirting and swimming in our underwear. And he certainlyshouldn’tbe eyeing my cock like he is a starving man where it is tenting in my black boxer briefs in protest to its restriction.
But we are. And he is.
His tongue darts out to lick his parted lips and a shudder rocks through me. His eyes finally drag their way up my body and lock onto mine, glimmering with heat and lust. His nostrils flare slightly, and I hold his eye contact as I step backwards until I finally have to turn to lower myself into the cool water. His eyes burn my skin, and I swear, even over the sound of the Falls, I can hear his whimper.
Theo
Watching Roan's body disappearinto the water is one of the single hottest things I have ever seen. Despite having fooled around twice, this is still the closest to naked I’ve seen him. And he ismagnificent.
Watching the way his muscles worked to lower himself in?Ngh.
My fingers tremble as I race to undo my shorts and rip off my tee shirt all the while trying to kick my way out of my shoes. I hop on one foot, trying to regain my balance, fighting the tee shirt I have caught on my head, but my shorts, on the slightly too snug side, have trapped my thighs.
I am very close to tipping and embarrassing myself entirely by cracking my head open on the stone slab beneath me but manage to somehow get the top off my head and the shorts to slide down the thick part of my thighs to pool at my feet.
