Trevor dropped the book on his lightly tanned face and breathed out deeply. He was done, he decided, trying to keep the sun out of his eyes while reading. He stretched his arms out and up, feeling first the soft grass and then the warm sun on his fingertips. The wind felt cool in his blond hair, the ground felt soft under his toned back; his heart felt light in his athletic chest.
The local pool was not his favorite place to go, but he could make the most of it--especially since his kid brother seemed to enjoy it so much. Plus, the managers had replaced the broken-down tennis courts with a simple grass lawn while Trevor had been away at his final semester at university. With the new landscaping, the field had become the perfect spot for reading his latest score from the library. Life was good.
Trevor woke up an undefined amount of time later (at the pool time only exists in the form of when it opens, when it closes, and when cautious parents set sunscreen reminders for their children on their phones). He did not wake up in the way he or nature would have intended, but was instead rudely awakened when a soccer ball landed harshly on his chest before continuing its journey from earth to sky and back to earth over in the general direction opposite of where it came.
"Sorry!" called out a voice from the distance.
Trevor was fully awake physically, but not so mentally. It took several seconds for him to register that the shape running towards him was a small kid in a bright pink swimsuit and pigtails. She flew past him chasing after the ball, which had by this time found itself resting gently in the well manicured lawn, as Trevor had himself been doing. He regretfully stood up and grabbed the book as well, which had fallen off his face during the soccer-ball incident. Hopefully the library wouldn't mind a few grass stains. He turned to walk back to the pool when instead he found himself face-to-face with a young man in a white polo. Or, as close to face-to-face can be when there's a height difference of about four inches.
"Oh!" said Trevor, taking a step backwards. "Uh-"
"Hey," said the face, matching Trevor's awkwardness. "Um... I saw you get hit by that soccer ball and came over to ask if you were alright." The guy seemed close to Trevor's age, 22, and was possible filipino by the looks of it. Trevor realized he had been caught up in this stranger's handsome features and still needed to respond. He did so. Not a little sheepishly.
"Totally." A pause. "Thanks."
"Sure, dude, that's my job! Well actually my job is to bring drinks and snacks and stuff and make sure all the guests are doing A-Okay." Another pause. "Which I guess technically includes me making sure you're okay after getting hit in the stomach. The A-Okay part, I mean, not the drinks and the...snacks....and the uh..."
"Stuff?"
"Yeah." The young man reached his arm over and behind his head embarrassed, running his fingers through his jet black hair.. "Soooooo....whatcha reading?" he asked. His eyes found the book after looking everywhere but Trevor's face.
Trevor narrowed his blue eyes at this guy standing in front of him. This wasn't the 10 second "hey are you okay? Great, bye!" scenario that he expected.
"`Perks of Being a Wallflower,'" Trevor answered. The book was written for a younger audience than Trevor's age group, sure; but a good book's a good book. "You familiar?"
"I've seen the movie."
"Book's better"
"Shocker, that," came the sarcastic reply.
Trevor laughed. "No kidding, the book's always better than the movie, just like the dick is always bigger in the picture."
The stranger put his hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh. "Your own, or," he paused for a moment, "do you have a wider data pool?"
"My data pool is the same as my dating pool, Honey, and that's basically an ocean." Trevor winked.
His new friend's face turned bright red faster than any Trevor had seen before.
"Oh, dude, I'm sorry, I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."
"No, you're fine! It's just...an ocean, huh? So you enjoy getting wet? Maybe just a splash from your local pool boy?"
That earned a laugh from Trevor; a real deep laugh that came from his chest and shook his body. "You're fun!" he said, extending a hand, "the name's Trevor."
"Theo."
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Trevor sipped his beer with one hand and tapped out a text to Theo with his other. He only met this guy a couple days prior, but they sent enough texts to fill a lifetime.
Whatcha up to? Was the most recent one from Theo's end.
I spilled some beer on myself. Hashtag clutz, amirite?
Hashtag verbal hashtag. What a millennial.
Pretty sure we're both Gen-Z
Doesn't matter, Trev, all that matters is that you're getting wet with a beer and still haven't answered my question from, like, years ago.
Two days replied Trevor
YYEEEAAAARRRSS came the reply
Trevor smiled to himself. After a moment of intense hormonal consideration over the most perfect reply, he went with a simple emoji. An eggplant. Thirty minutes later he was in Theo's apartment room for the first time and his heart was pounding heavily, not for the first time.
After what felt like an eternity of butterflies and sweat on his way over to the apartments, he finally pressed the buzzer to be let in, rode the elevator, and knocked sheepishly on room 404.
Theo opened the door in sweatpants and a white shirt--very different from his pool boy outfit. "What took ya so long?" He teased.
Trevor gestured vaguely towards the door. "Error 404, room not found."
Theo rolled his eyes so far back in his head Trevor almost expected them to keep rolling like snap-up window shades in a cartoon. "Never heard that one before." Then Theo laughed and gently grabbed Trevor's hand and led him inside. "Well now that you've found it, maybe you can explore this hidden room and all of its treasures." He winked.
Trevor feigned ignorance and looked around, "Like pirate treasure?" he said innocently. "Or like, pirate booty?"
"Booty!"
Trevor grabbed Theo's ass cheeks through his sweatpants and pulled him close. Theo reciprocated by sliding his hands up under the back of Trevor's shirt. Trevor felt a bump in Theo's sweatpants momentarily touch a similar bump in Trevor's shorts. He jolted, and Theo instinctively pulled back.
"Are you okay?" "I'm...I'm great," Trevor said, pulling Theo back again, feeling his body against his. "And you're even better." His lips touched momentarily on Theo's, and then he was no longer in control of what he was doing. He felt himself pull his hands up to the waistband of Theo's sweatpants and then slide down against smooth bare skin. Theo mirrored his action, and in doing so, guided Trevor's shorts and underwear to rest below his exposed ass. Trevor shook his hips slightly and his shorts fell to his feet; his underwear clung on, hooked to the steadily growing rod that was poking out from his groin. He stepped out of his shorts, leaving them on the floor, and walked forward, causing Theo to stumble backwards towards his bedroom. Trevor felt Theo's hands working along his ass, to his hips, and then to his dick. He teased Trevor's bulge below the underwear and smoothly made his way to his own hip area. Theo undid his sweatpants and let them slide down to the ground, similar to Trevor's shorts. Unlike Trevor, however, Theo had gone commando, meaning this action left his bottom half completely exposed.
Trevor gasped. Theo's cock stood erect and beautiful. This was no porno nonsense, this was a true man in all his natural glory. He fumbled with his own underwear, but they rolled up as he tried to push them down and he almost tripped. Theo laughed.
"Falling for me, are you?" He steadied Trevor, and then helped him slide his underwear completely off. Trevor took this moment to take off his shirt, and took the moment immediately after to take off Theo's as well.
"I guess I am falling for you," said Trevor, "or just falling in general." he allowed himself to topple slowly over Theo, who almost looked fearful as his larger and taller frame fell over his body. Theo grabbed onto Trevor and tried to help stabilize him, but Trevor grabbed him under the arms and half lifted, half pushed the young man onto the bed; his body came swinging down over Theo's and they landed together, naked and laughing and kissing passionately.