Rock Solid
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 Riley Hart

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“I’ll wait here for you!” Simon called back.
No way. Trevor wasn’t accepting that answer. Simon laid the blanket out on the sand as he made his way out of the water.
Simon had his back to Trevor, and he enjoyed the view. His ass beneath his shorts, and the muscles in his back and shoulders moving as he laid the blanket out.
Trevor moved more quickly, and made it to Simon right as he went to turn around, wrapping his arms around Simon from behind. “If you want me to do what I promised, you have to come in the water with me.”
Simon shivered. “Going back on your word?”
“Being persuasive.” He cupped Simon from behind, hoping like hell to get his wish. Then he unbuttoned Simon’s shorts and pulled the zipper down.
“Someone could come out.”
“So?” Trevor replied. He pushed Simon’s shorts down so he only wore boxer-briefs.
It was getting darker, but not completely night yet. Not too far from where they stood, there was a light for a sidewalk. “This is what we’re going to do. You’re going to play in the water with me.” Trevor cupped him again. “Then we’re going to rinse off in the shower by the deck. Then, I’ll take you inside and have my way with you, as promised.” He let his teeth tease Simon’s neck, squeezed his erection, and then backed away.
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The second Trevor was gone, Simon wanted him back. Trevor gave him no choice except to follow him into the water. And if he was being honest with himself, he’d admit it sounded fun.
He ran after Trevor, who then started running, too, before they both crashed into the waves. He swam after Trevor, grabbed him, and pulled Trevor to him.
Their lips met just as a wave crashed into them, but it didn’t stop their kissing.
Christ, this man made him feel alive. Made him feel like a man in a way he’d never felt before. A man with needs and desires and power that was foreign to Simon.
“What is it about you?” Simon asked. He liked having the answers. Where Trevor was concerned, he didn’t have them.
“I’m sexy.”
And he was, but they both knew it was more than that.
They spent a while holding each other and riding the waves. Simon had felt like he’d freeze his ass off when they first got into the water, but the longer he was here with Trevor, the warmer he got.
“I’m nervous about tomorrow,” he admitted after a few minutes of silence.
“It’ll be okay. No matter what. I have to believe that. It’s what gets me through every day.” Trevor grabbed Simon’s right hand and kissed the scar there before pulling him out of the water.
They grabbed their things, Simon holding the blanket out away from his body as they went for the showers on the back deck.
He watched as Trevor pulled off his boxers, his tight ass on display under the porch light.
“You’re into exhibitionism?” he teased.
“Baby, I’m into everything.” Trevor winked at him. Simon stalled a moment before he pulled off his underwear as well. They rinsed the sand off their skin.
The second the water was off, Trevor had his mouth on Simon. It was a frantic, hungry kiss. He shoved his tongue into Simon’s mouth and Simon took it. He wanted that hunger. Craved it from Trevor.
“Come on,” Simon said when Trevor pulled away, but Trevor only shook his head, smiled, and went down on his knees.
On reflex, Simon’s eyes darted around. Anyone could walk by. There were houses not too far down the beach, and a sidewalk between their house and the water.
“I know you like my tongue in your ass. I promised, remember? Turn around and let me keep my promise, doc.”
Simon didn’t even let himself think about it. He turned, spread his legs, and leaned over the table.
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“Jesus, you’re sexy. I want you all the time.” Trevor ran his hand down the crack of Simon’s ass, top to bottom. He fingered Simon’s rim before leaning forward and licking between his ass cheeks.
“Want you.” Simon pushed back into him, eager for Trevor. He made Trevor feel wanted in a way he had never experienced.
So, he did what he’d promised to do. He rasped his tongue back and forth over Simon’s hole. Teased him—hard, soft, then rubbed his finger there.
A dog barked in the distance. Simon froze up, but Trevor didn’t. “You move and I stop.”
“When did you get so bossy?” Simon asked, but Trevor didn’t answer. He only stuck his finger into his mouth, getting it wet before he teased Simon’s hole again.