Pretty Boys // cashton + muke \\

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Chapter 11 (Edited May 2021)

Calum bit his lip as he slowly walked down the small strip of cement that led from the front yard to the backyard at the side of Ashton's house. The boy was carrying a water gun that was fully loaded, a wide, uncontrollable smile on his face. He entered the backyard, his eyes meeting Luke's, the blonde hidden behind a bush. Luke signaled for Calum to follow, their bare feet hitting the grass as they walked further.

Suddenly, two men walked out of the house and started spraying them with water. Luke and Calum screamed, laughing as they ran around the yard, blindly trying to point their water guns at the two older men. When Michael and Ashton ran out of water they gave each other a look before picking each boy up and running towards the pool. They jumped into the water, the two younger boys screaming until they all fell under.

Luke gripped Michaels shoulders, the older man's arms coiling around Luke's waist until they came up to surface. They broke out in laughter, their grips still holding. Michael and Luke may have a lot of sexual tension, they could be snappy and extremely obnoxious to each other, but their humor was unbelievably similar and they could have a good time together. Especially with Ashton and Calum, who were so lighthearted and fun together that it was infectious.

"I'm gonna go get some beers, you want one?" Michael asked, releasing Luke's waist. The blonde nodded, gently kicking against Michaels thigh to give him a boost as he swam backwards.

"Sure. Thanks Mike," Luke smiled. The blonde gripped the end of his tee shirt, sliding it over his head and exposing his bikini top. He threw the shirt at Michael, winking as he swam away. The older man shook his head, not being able to contain the smile that spread across his lips.

"Hey Mike, bring me one too please," Ashton said.

"Sure. Cal, you want anything?" Michael asked. The small tan boy was in the middle of trying to get the tee shirt he borrowed from Ashton off, half of the wet material stuck on his head. Ashton chuckled, helping the boy the rest of the way out of the tee shirt. Calum blushed as he looked up at Michael.

"Some iced tea please," He smiled. Michael chuckled as he nodded and walked inside. Calum turned to Ashton as Luke laid himself on one of the rafts, closing his eyes as he let the sun bore down on him. Ashton smiled at Calum, grabbing his waist under the water.

"I think this is the best time to say how fucking amazing you look in this bikini," Ashton said, running his hands up and down along the Calum's sides. The boy blushed, placing his hands on Ashton's shoulders, their bodies floating in the deep end of the pool.

"Well thank you. By the way, how much do you work out? Because your stomach and arms are insane," Calum said, his fingers dancing along the curve of Ashton's bicep. The older man chuckled, holding Calum closer.

"I go to the gym every morning, I'm glad you noticed," Ashton said with a smile.

"That's a very nice mental image," Calum winked before he was slipping out of Ashton's grip and swimming away. Ashton chuckled, shaking his head as Michael came back outside. Calum quietly swam over to Luke, sliding under the raft and lifting it up until Luke was dropped into the water. Calum screamed as Luke started chasing after him in the water. Ashton smiled at the two as he swam to the edge of the pool and picked himself up until he was sitting on the edge with his feet still in the water. Michael sat beside Ashton, handing him a beer.