Putting On a Show

“I can’t believe you’ve never been here before. It’s, like, the first thing on everyone’s list when they first move here.”

“Ugh, you know how hard it is for me to get away from Gina. She’s constantly on my ass, even on my days off.”

“You’ve got to get a better job. Tell her you’ve got a handsome new boyfriend who needs you full attention.”

“Boyfriend, huh? Is that what you are?”

“Man… friend? Friend who is a boy?”

“Boyfriend. Yeah.”

It’s good to know you’re still having just as hard a time as I am with this whole… relationship thing. We’ve been skating around it for months, but I think we’re both done trying to resist.

I’m still getting used to holding your hand. I can finally admit to myself that it’s something I’ve wanted to do for years. It’s not that we don’t both feel the same way… it’s just… after so long being friends, it’s been a bit weird at times to cross that line.

You grip my shoulder as the shore narrows and the water approaches our feet.

“So, movie later?”

“Yeah. And takeout.”

“Definitely. That new Indian place?”

“Mmhm. Oh, and that new documentary by the French director—ohhh, what’s her name? Whatever, it’s finally streaming.”

You drop your bag down a few feet from the water’s edge.

“Here?”

“Yeah, this is perfect. I’m really surprised there aren’t more people here today.”

This place used to be something of a secret, but as the weather has gotten warmer it’s been packed with tourists. I’m guessing we came late enough in the afternoon that most people have already gone home.

There’s still a few boats out on the water and a couple of swimmers pretty far out from shore.

I take off my backpack, pull off my shirt, and look out at the water. I’ve been looking forward to this all week.

Your fingers curl around the belt loops of my shorts and you pull me to you.

Your hand runs gently up my chest… then down… hm, you’re getting quite handsy. I like it. This is the part that has never felt weird or awkward. Sex with us is… ugh, so incredible.

“Hey, thanks for bringing me out here. It’s beautiful. And… pretty isolated… no?”

I put an arm around your waist and reach down to squeeze your ass.

“Yeah. Except for that couple swimming over there. And those boats passing by… And anyone who walks by the trail.”

“Well… maybe they would appreciate it if we… put on a show for them…”

“You… are very horny… aren’t you?”

You wrap your arms around my neck and I pull you closer, pinning your hips against mine. I love how much you touch me, how often I feel your hands reaching for me. You make me feel so wanted.

Your hand rubs against my cock through the fabric of my shorts. Mmm, it’s so easy for you to get me hard.

I squeeze your ass again… and trail my hands up the back of your shirt.

“Mmm, and what if we get caught?”

“Isn’t that kind of the point? You know how much it turns me on… watching you…”

“Well, then, how about… I jerk off… while you watch?”

Your eyes darken and you bite down on your bottom lip. You love watching me touch myself when we’re in bed together. Watching me lose control and cum all over myself.

I imagine you’d probably like it much more out in public.

“You’re brave.”

“It was your idea.”

You squeeze my cock again.

“Alright, then. I’ll keep watch.”

I look around the clearing. Yeah, there’s really nowhere safe to do this… and that’s… really exciting. Frightening, but exciting.

I could be seen by the swimmers in the water, boats passing by, or anyone walking down the same trail we came from. Maybe I’ll just stand against this tree… looking at the cliff face.

Yeah, that’ll work. That’s all I’m doing… just looking at the view…

I’ve never jerked off in public like this before. Knowing you’re watching… really fucking turns me on. You settle down a few feet away on a smooth boulder with your bare feet dangling in the water.

My eyes stay locked on yours as I pull down my swim shorts. The shadow of the cliff should keep me hidden for the most part. I hope.

My dick springs out, already thick and throbbing. I drag my hand up and down my shaft… slow…

Holy fuck, I’m actually doing this…

That look on your face is fucking hypnotizing. So dark, intense, turned on. I don’t think I’ve ever dated someone so shameless with their sexuality. You know what you want and you know how to ask for it.

You run your hand over your breast through your shirt. And then your fingers dip down your thigh and between your legs, just giving your body attention.

You lift your shirt over your head and toss it onto the ground. God, it’s so hot that this turns you on so much.

I pump my cock gently… Squeezing around the head…

Fuck… this feels good… watching you… watching you watching me…

Something about being out here in the open…

My hips rock involuntarily as I start feeling that warm, familiar sensation of pleasure rising up in me.

“Talk to me.”

“Your cock looks so good right now. I love watching you get big and hard…”

“Yeah? You gonna get off for me, too?”

“Yeah. Stroke yourself harder. Spit on it again.”

I love when you get bossy. You unbutton your shorts and slide out of them. Your fingers slip beneath your swimsuit and slowly dip into your pussy.

“You like when I jerk this thick cock just for you? You know we could get caught at any moment?”

“Ah, fuck yeah…”

You slide two fingers into your mouth… Coating them in saliva before trailing them back down to your pussy…

“Pull your shorts down… I want to see that pussy…”

That’s it. Show me that aching clit. I tighten my grip around my cock. It feels so good… imagining it sliding inside your wet pussy, filling you up, taking you over the edge.

“You like that?”

Your fingers stroke through your folds. I can almost see the glisten on your fingers from here. Fuck, that’s so hot…

“Yeah…”

I stroke faster, twisting from the shaft up to the tip. We’re going to have to fuck. I can’t just cum into my hand while you’re right there looking so incredible.

But I do fucking love watching you… Being watched. You arch your back as your fingers plunge deeper.

“You like me watching you? Wishing I could fuck you?”

“Yeah… But you can’t. Not yet anyway… you just get to watch…”

“Yeah…”

You rub your clit faster, rocking against your hand…

“Oh god, yeah… don’t stop looking at me, baby. Watch my cock. Show me how needy you are for me…”

Your eyes drift back and forth between my dick and my eyes. I can see the want, the need, in your eyes.

“That’s it, baby… keep watching me. You look so hot like that… so fucking needy…”

“Yeah… God, I want to fuck you so badly.”

Oh God… I dig my heels into the ground.

I pump harder, my hips rocking faster… The scent of the water, the breeze across my skin… I can feel it all so intensely.

“Fuck, I’m getting close.”

“Baby, please, fuck me.”

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you? Right here out in the open?”

“Please, please. I need it. I’m gonna cum soon—”

“You need me to fuck you?”

“Yeah… please!”

“Come here.”

You push off the boulder and nearly collide into me.

“Shhh, shhh, keep quiet.”

You press your lips together as you grab my hand and push it down between your legs. You’re so slick and wet. God, my fingers fucking glide through you.

I find your clit and work it with quick little swipes of my fingers. Your hand wraps around my cock and pumps it fast.

I don’t even care if someone sees us anymore. I can’t stop. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to.

“Right there, right there—fuck, yeah, yeah— ”

Your body jerks against mine. You’re getting close. I put pressure against your clit and your hand slides and twists around my cock relentlessly.

“I’m close—I’m fucking close!”

I keep my fingers deep inside as your body trembles and bucks against mine. A tremor runs through you as I pull my fingers away from your clit.

You’re panting as you return your attention to my cock. Your hands work quickly, gliding over it with your thumb kneading the rim around my head.

“F-fuck, yeah, yeah, shit, baby, shit…!”

“C’mon, baby, cum for me. Cum for me, cum in my hand.”

I rest my head against the tree and feel the warmth of the sun on my face. When I open my eyes, your hand is coated in my cum and you’re bending down to wash it off in the water.

“You see? We didn’t get caught.”

“This is just encouraging you, isn’t it? Now you’re going to want to have sex anytime we go out in public.”

“Are you complaining?”

“No, definitely not.”

We both pull our swim bottoms back on and head into the cool water. The water feels incredible… especially after orgasming.

I swim out and float face-up in the water. You swim to my side and kiss me with wet lips.

You flash me a familiar smile, one I always see when you’re thinking of something dirty, when you want my attention, when you need me to touch you.

You swim away and I chase after you.