Carter couldn't help but stare at the long lines of Jeremy's body, his thick leg muscles and shapely arms. His body was covered in tattoos, from his neck to his strong, big feet. And boy was he proportional. Carter couldn't stop his eyes from bulging slightly as his gaze settled on Jeremy's thick, long cock where it rested heavily on his thigh.
Fucking A, that thing was beautiful, and Carter wanted to kiss it to life, take it in his mouth and suck on it. Even soft, it was big.
He realized he was still staring and shook himself out of his stupor, slowly backing away from the door. But he hadn't been as quiet as he had thought. Jeremy's head popped up, and instantly he sunk in the pool and came up spluttering, but laughing with good humor.
"Sorry!" Carter called out, hoping his blush could be explained away by the cold. He was still shirtless after all, and his nipples were so hard they hurt. "I heard music."
Jeremy swam to the shallow end and stood, the water cutting off just a mere centimeter from the base of his cock, and Carter forced himself to keep his eyes on Jeremy's face. He understood why straight guys couldn't help staring at boobs if they did for them what a nice cock and a lickable Adonis belt did for Carter.
"It's all good. I tried to warn you I was in here, but you were really focused on your work out, so I didn't figure you heard me." Carter could almost swear Jeremy had raked his eyes over his bare torso, and he felt way too naked all of a sudden. God, how he wanted to dive in the pool and hump Jeremy's leg right about now. And fuck. He casually gripped his shirt with both hands in front of him, covering up the fact that his cock was getting very happy right about then.
"Uh, you always swim naked when everyone's home?" Carter didn't mean to sound as snappish as he had. But it couldn't be helped. He tried to smile like he was teasing, but the raised eyebrow and the way Jeremy's lip ticked up on one side said he might be on to Carter.
That fucking sexy tilt of Jeremy's head, the subtle way he tensed his muscles to show off, made Carter flush with desire and fucking raging need. It didn't help that he knew Jeremy was into guys. Whether the man was bi or gay, Carter wasn't sure, but Sarah had definitely railed about Carter's weird relationship with one of his band mates that also included a girlfriend in the mix.
"No one ever uses the gym pool except me. Sorry. I didn't think about it." He didn't sound sorry. Didn't look it, either.
"No problem. Should probably shut the door next time, though."
"I'll remember that," Jeremy said with an indulgent smile.
"Okay, well, I'm going to go shower for the barbecue and all … " Carter trailed off, sliding his eyes away as Jeremy slowly walked out of the pool, his thick cock flopping from side to side as he took the steps. Jeremy picked his towel up and had covered himself before Carter's eyes went back his direction. "See you there?"
"Sure thing," Jeremy responded, still smiling, seemingly to himself.
And Carter didn't wait on a further response, just turned and walked out. He made his way toward the back of the gym where the shower room was and closed himself in one of the two shower stalls after practically ripping his shorts off.
He probably should have taken a cold shower, but he didn't want to get sick. He ducked under the showerhead as the lukewarm, then hot, water came flowing down over him. As his muscles relaxed and the tension left them, his cock continued to stand straight out from his body. His mind wouldn't stop wandering to the image of Jeremy's smoothly shaven cock and hairless balls. He didn't think the bare look would do it for him, but Jeremy had tattoos all the way down to his cock's base, so it had been hot as fuck. Carter wanted to kiss and bite every inch.
Carter's cock twitched to the rhythm of his pulse as he stared down at it. His cock wasn't as long or thick as Jeremy's but it was definitely one to be proud of. The few people who had seen it, even if he had only ever had a blowjob and a couple hand jobs, hadn't been disappointed with what they had seen.
But he couldn't remember being this wound up. Ever.
He grabbed his hard on and closed his eyes, picturing himself laving attention on Jeremy's sexy dick. He imagined how it would feel on his tongue, how Jeremy would taste. And that did him in, stupid neglected dick. He came with a muffled shout, clenching his teeth. He stared dumbly as his cum spurted out of him and washed down the drain, wishing more than anything Jeremy was in there with him, while at the same time fussing at himself for letting his stupid childhood crush take hold again.
Who was he kidding? It had never really gone away. He remembered seeing Jeremy sing with his band at the dive bar in Brooklyn a few years ago, the way Jeremy's whole body had glowed with the passion of his music. Carter had listened to every song District & Wild had ever put out, sadly hoping even one of those songs might be for him. But he had never had the courage to do anything before, then Jeremy had shut him down, and he would never try again.
He would certainly enjoy the mental photo he had taken of the man in all his naked glory, though. At least he had that until he found someone who wanted him for more than just someone to tease to pass the time.
He needed to finally get laid. That would obviously help. He needed to say fuck it, now that he didn't have to be worried about being outed by some club fuck. Someone uncomplicated and not the brother of one of his oldest friends would definitely be best.
* * *
Jeremy dressed in a newer light-blue V-neck tee and black skinny jeans, even put on a little cologne. It would be the first time he really sat down with his parents since he got home, so he figured he could at least get cleaned up. Not that it would impress them any, but at least he had made the effort.
Okay, so a little of the effort was for Carter too. He wouldn't lie to himself and say he didn't enjoy the way Carter had looked at him in the pool. Carter had always had a way of looking at Jeremy that made him feel ten feet tall and that hadn't changed. Only now, even against his better judgment, Jeremy was intrigued by this cat and mouse thing Carter had started with his eye fucking and that hard cock he hadn't hidden as well as he'd thought under that t-shirt.
Jeremy always thought the guy might be on his side of the Kinsey scale, at least somewhere in the middle. But now he had some pretty irrefutable proof. Didn't mean it was wise to act on it. But it was too delicious to pass up playing with a little.
He didn't want to be a cock tease. He knew how shitty that was. He'd never actually fuck around with the guy, he didn't think, so it was probably rude as hell. But Carter clearly wanted it. Again, against his better judgment, Jeremy didn't know if Carter asked for it outright if he'd be able to turn the man down.
Not after seeing those wiry muscles up close. Jeremy was too damn tempted by all that smooth, blemish-free, alabaster skin to say no if it was ever offered.
Fuck. He was getting hard and he absolutely needed to stop that train of thought now because he had to sit through dinner with his parents and Sarah, as well as Carter, so sporting wood was not cool.
He made his way from his efficiency above their three car garage to the kitchen.
"Well, you cleaned up nice," Daphne said. He thought her smile was a bit too knowing for his comfort.
"You know mom likes us to try when the whole family is sitting down."
"Uh huh." Daphne didn't sound like she was buying what he was selling, so he bussed her a kiss on the cheek to distract her.
"Dad grilling?"
"Just finished up. Everyone is already in the sun room. Head on back."
He grabbed a dinner roll from where she was plating them, getting a smack to the ass for his trouble, then ran off laughing with a mouthful of yeasty bread.
When he made it out to the sun room, his dad was already sitting at the table, which meant he was late by Beck family rules. "Sorry guys," he apologized. He didn't even flinch in the face of his dad's frown. His mom smiled her usual half-smile at him and he kissed her on the cheek before rubbing Sarah's head like she was a kid and plopped down in the chair beside her.
"It's okay," Sarah said, breaking the brief moment of tension. "Carter was just telling us about how he got into boxing."
"Oh?" Jeremy said, finding he really was interested. He couldn't help shooting a flirty smile Carter's way, which got him a slight blush and good natured eye roll that he was pleased to see. Carter had a beer in front of him, so Jeremy figured that had him a little more relaxed.