The sexiest picture of Mashton ever on the side/top XD
iCheeseYou requested this, so here you go, Max.
"Hey, babe," Michael says, swimming up behind his boyfriend and sliding his arms around his slender waist. He hooks his chin on his hazel eyed boyfriend's shoulder and pecks his jaw lightly.
Ashton giggles and tries to push his blue haired boyfriend away, but Michael just tightens his grip.
"Mikey," Ashton says, trying to sound controlling but failing miserably.
"Yeah, Ash?" another small kiss is planted on Ashton's neck, and Michael's fingers trail lower until they're playing with the honey haired boy's swimming trunk strings.
"We have company right now, this really isn't the time." Ashton's voice is a bit breathy.
"They're just our friends."
As if on cue, Luke calls to them from across the pool in a lawn chair, "Could you guys please stop? Calum and I don't really want to watch a porno today."
"Hey, Michael, come here," Calum says, and then Mikey's gone, leaving Ashton alone in the pool.
He watches curiously as Calum whispers something to Michael, and the pale boy laughs before nodding and walking back into the pool.
"What was that about?" Ashton asks.
"Nothing important," Michael replies.
"Come on, Luke, let's go," Calum says. "These two horndogs need some time alone together."
"Ugh. Fine." Luke stands and follows Calum into the house, and as soon as they're gone, Michael is working on Ashton's shorts.
"Whoa, eager much?" Ashton asks, but he doesn't push Michael away.
The boy just nods and finally gets his boyfriend's shorts undone, then says, "Step out of them."
Ashton quickly does, already semi-hard and wanting a bit of fun.
Ashton and Michael have been dating for a year, and living together for a month. They swim a lot, but they've never had pool sex, so Ashton is excited.
But, as soon as Michael has the shorts in his hands, he quickly exits the pool, and Ashton stares at him with a shocked and confused expression as he runs inside.
"Hey!" he calls. "Dude, Michael, what are you doing?"
When he doesn't get a response, he sinks lower in the water and looks around, making sure no one can see him.
"Mikey?" he calls out again, his voice sounding pathetic. He's on the verge of tears, embarrassingly enough.
He huffs and wades over to the small alcove of their pool, sitting down on the stone bench. He winces at the feeling of the stone against his bare ass. His hard-on has left him, and now he's just a sad nineteen year old boy sitting naked in a pool.
"Okay, now they're gone," he hears Michael say, and he turns to see the pale boy walking back outside, towards him. "Calum told me to prank you." He shrugs as he gets in the water beside Ashton and sits beside him.
Ashton just glares at him and crosses his arms.
"Why the fuck would you take my shorts?"
"I like you better naked." Michael scoots closer to the hazel eyed boy, and he scoots further away, wincing as the stone scrapes his ass.
"But why would you take them while Luke and Calum were still here?"
"It was just a little prank, Ashton."
