Sunny Day

"And just what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Although his voice was gruff, there was no way James could hide the smile splitting his face. Coming home to find a half naked Kirk in your backyard, sunning poolside, would get the same reaction out of just about anyone privileged to the sight.

That was the catcher though—no one else was privileged to this kind of occurrence. And that's exactly what James felt: privileged… special. It was Kirk that made sure he felt special, and that made him smile so hard that his cheeks hurt.

Shaking his head, he made his mind quit rambling and demand an answer of the man lounging in his backyard. "Hey, Hamlet—you got a hearing problem?"

"Probably." Kirk raised his sunglasses as he turned to face James. Squinting in the sunlight, Kirk missed the look of approval that James turned on him. Golden body shining in the bright afternoon sunlight, a sheen of sweat from the heat accenting the toned chest and arms. Quite a sight to come home to. "I mean, twenty plus years doing what we do… " Kirk shrugged. "Yeah, probably deaf."

James laughed, and the hardy sound made Kirk flash that beautiful smile. "Seriously, man—what are you doing here? Besides catching some rays?"

With a wink, Kirk stood up –and revealed he was only wearing a short towel. "Guess."

The lean guitarist then turned away from a gaping James, dropped the towel, and dove headfirst into the pool. Resurfacing, Kirk turned his face up to the sun and pushed his wet hair back. "Joining me?"

James nearly lost his balance ripping his shirt off before running towards the pool's edge. He kicked off his Gucci slides along the way, and had his belt out of 4 of the loops by the time he executed the most ungraceful cannonball into the deep end.

Kirk sputtered and spit out the water splashed in his face when he felt hands on his hips, dragging him under. Eyes still open, and wide in surprise, he caught a glimpse of James' mischievous grin underwater. When they resurfaced, Kirk was a bit miffed.

"Come on, now! You know how I hate rough-housing." Kirk started to wade away from James, but powerful hands still on hips kept him in the same spot. James turned Kirk to face him.

"I'm sorry, Hamlet. But you were the one who jumped in the pool."

Kirk wrapped his arms around James' neck, bringing their bodies closer. He managed to pout a little around the words. "Yeah, but not for that. For … nice stuff."

James just smirked. "Oh yeah? What kind of nice stuff?"

In that slow way water has, it pulsed around them until the waves pushed them to touching. James' chest was flush against Kirk's, stray trickles of water lapping at them. The temperature of the water had made pebbles of Kirk's nipples and raised goosebumbs on James' arms. Still pouting, but letting his convictions shine through, Kirk answered, "How about I show you rather than tell you?"

Nodding dumbly, James said, "Sounds good."

Kirk's mouth brushed across James' cheek. His hands found James' pant zipper. Making eye contact, Kirk held James' attention as he slid the zipper slowly over the growing bulge. James bit his lower lip trying to hold in a whimper. The noise got stuck in his throat and eventually came out as a strangled growl.

Raising his leg, Kirk wrapped himself around James. His foot came up and caught the waistband of James' pants, dragging them down and away. The discarded clothing floated to the surface and wandered off towards the shallow end of the pool. "Well, Mr. Hammett, now that you have me naked, just what were you planning on doing with me?"

"Actually, I was going to let you do whatever you wanted to me."

"I think I can live with that." James slid his hand down Kirk's thigh of the leg that was still wrapped around him. His other hand traveled over Kirk's tight stomach, up to his chest. James pinched a hard nipple, and Kirk gasped, letting his head fall back. His hair fanned out behind him on the surface of the water like a dark halo.

James bowed his head in prayer to his dark angel, and let his lips whisper a prayer of adoration against the chords of Kirk's throat. "Let's see if we can get replace some of that famous internal calmness with a little physical excitement." James ran his hands back over Kirk's hips, rough fingers now softened by the water. Gripping the smaller man, James kicked his feet, steering them towards the side of the pool.

He pressed Kirk's smooth back against the grainy rock of the ledge. Kirk instinctively put his hands behind him to protect his perfect unmarred back, and that was what James was hoping for. With Kirk anchored on the edge, James could let his hands roam over his sometime-lover's body. One hand moved quickly to encircle the stiff flesh jutting against James' belly.

"Fuck, baby!" Kirk moaned the instant James' palm came in contact with his hard-on.

Smiling, James moved his mouth back to nibble on Kirk's flesh. His tongue drug over Kirk's Adam's apple, then down to his collarbone where he sucked lightly. Kirk lifted one hand from the edge of the pool and placed it against James' back. "God, James, you're so hot…. Fuck, man, so good to me."

"You bring it out of me." James moved his free hand to cup Kirk's ass. He pulled him closer before searching out Kirk's waiting hole. "You inspire me, Kirk. You always have."

James' forefinger found Kirk's passage, and pushed gently past his ring of muscle. The water surrounding them kept Kirk's body relaxed, and he easily accepted James' finger up to the third knuckle. As James began pushing and pulling his digit against Kirk's ass, Kirk slid his hands up James' neck to anchor in blonde hair. His eyes flew open when he came up empty handed. He snickered, "Dude, you gotta do something about your hair."

James rolled his eyes. "What would you like me to do?"

"Grow it the fuck out!" Kirk laughed.

"Well, I got my hands full at the moment… but I'll put it on my to-do list."

Kissing him, Kirk giggled softly. "I love you, you big goof."

"Feeling's mutual, Hamlet." Just then, James added a second finger and began scissoring them to stretch Kirk.

Kirk arched against James, his moist skin searching for more contact. He moaned incoherent directions before finally uttering. "Damn, James—please, I'm ready! I'm loose, I'm ready, god, I need you so bad…"

"But… don't want to hurt you…"

"You never have." Kirk caught James' eyes to try to translate how badly he needed more. They both knew the line was a lie, but Kirk would later explain that he meant `never on purpose.'

James nodded, unwilling to deny anything to Kirk. He started to spin them in the water. "Here… let me…."

James pressed his own slightly scarred and slightly padded back against the pool's ledge. Raising Kirk up, weightless in the water, James tried to control Kirk's descent. Kirk wrapped both legs around James' waist and brought himself down as quickly as the buoyancy would allow. Impaled on James' rock hard dick, Kirk took a minute to scream out the singer's name.

Panting, James tried to control himself. "You… you want it like this, Kirk?"

"Fuck yeah."

"You sure? I… I could… fuck, you're tight! I could turn you around… make it easier on … ahhh, babe, don't squeeze me yet… so good…. Wait, what was I saying?"

Kirk contracted his stomach muscles, which both brought him up closer to James and tightened his ass once again around James' thick shaft. "Babe, don't worry about my back… I'm fine… Just… god, please just fuck me."

James stole a quick kiss before responding. "Your wish is my command."

Supporting Kirk's back, James lowered his to the surface of the water. Kirk floated, attached to James' crotch. The larger man started to thrust against Kirk, the spreading him further. The motions were rewarded with a steady stream of moans and loving words spilling from Kirk's full lips.

James enjoyed the view as Kirk gyrated on the water's surface. He began to wiggle faster, opening his eyes to catch James' gaze. James leaned forward enough to slide a hand up to Kirk's neck, making sure he stayed comfortable. It was just James way of looking out for Kirk, who was too far gone on the experience to be mindful for himself. As Kirk's body jerked and twitched, the water splashed over him, keeping him cool enough to pick up speed.

Waves of pleasure shot through James' system like lightening bolts. When Kirk's motions started to slow, James adjusted to take over. He pounded into Kirk's ass with as much intensity as the water allowed. Kirk's groans started to take on a higher pitch. James read the signs easily: he knew Kirk was close. He needed to push him over the edge; James needed Kirk's release for his own well being. It made him unfathomably happy, kept him sane.

"Tell me… uh, oh, fuck, yeah, so tight… tell me, Kirk…. Please, you gotta tell me what you need." James managed to force the words out in between grunts of pleasure.

Kirk's lips twisted from an `o' of lust to a smile at James' words. Thank god for communication. "I need you deeper, James."

James wrapped his arms around the small of Kirk's back, pulling him up against his body. Their chests close again, Kirk found himself supported enough that he could unwrap his legs. Pressing the bottoms of his feet against the wall of the pool, Kirk was able to push himself down on James. In return, James tightened his muscles to angle his dick within Kirk. The joint effort allowed James' cockhead to press against Kirk's prostate. After a few controlled thrusts, Kirk's cock was twitching against James' flesh.

"Oh fuck… yeah! Yeah!!! Right there… right now! Do it again! Fuck, James, I'm there! I'm there!"

James contained his laughter, thankful that the neighbors were far enough away not to be too disturbed. He obliged, pumping up into Kirk's ass and enjoying the way Kirk let his face contort. As Kirk blew his load below the surface of the water, his inner walls pulsed against James' shaft.

The sensations drove James over the edge. He filled Kirk's ass with his seed, letting out his own howl in praise of Kirk's talents. They clung to one another, no where near catching their breath.

Before he slid from within Kirk, James pressed his mouth tightly to Kirk's and then he let go of the side of the pool. Lips sealed together, they slipped under water and exchanged more in the silent kiss than they could with any post coital words.

Resurfacing, Kirk released James, and James unhanded Kirk. Kirk climbed the steps at the shallow end, and tried not to laugh as James hurried about slightly directionless. Finally, he produced two towels and spread them on the lawn need the pool. Kirk laid his body down, stretching leisurely in the fading light. James was the ground by Kirk's side a moment later.

A few minutes passed in comfortable silence. The towels soaked up most of the moisture that the sun hadn't dried. It was way too warm to cuddle, but gentle breathing kept them both aware of the company. Kirk glanced over at James out of the corner of his eye.

"You don't use this pool very often, do you?"

James shrugged. "Nah, not really. Pools are kinda boring."

Kirk laughed and rolled over on his side to face James. Lifting his arm to block the sun from his eyes with the back of his hand, he asked in a teasing tone, "Then why the hell do you have a pool, James?"

"To have cook outs and pool parties and stuff. I'd rather be the one doing the grilling though, you know?" James glanced over at his sated lover. "And because I know how you like them. I figured maybe you'd come over for a swim some time."

Kirk raised his eyebrow. "You didn't need bait, James. You can have me over whenever you want."

James shrugged again. "How am I supposed to know what it takes to get you over here?"

"James?" Kirk dropped his arm, letting the sun filter through his eyelashes and leave intricate designs on his flushed cheeks. He lifted the free hand to touch James' face. "All you ever need to do is ask."

He was about to say more, but the smile he received told him he didn't need to go on. It was different from the smile with which James greeted Kirk—calmer, somehow, more laid back. Relaxed. It was a special smile that only Kirk got to see, and only in moments like this. Then, words weren't an option. James pressed his lips against Kirk's and let the kiss linger until well after the sun had set.

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