Two bros chillin' in a hot tub... - Madderton Smut

Two bros chillin' in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they're (not) gay

After an exhausting day on the set of rocketman Taron and Richard decided to go to a swimming pool together like they used to.  It helps both of them to find back to their self and spend some time as friends. 
Taron is a huge fan of water slides, so he took Richard by the hand and pulled him to one of the black hole water slides of the water park. They went upstairs and slide down a few times. After that they swam rounds in the swimming pool and chat during that. They had a pretty good time and enjoyed the evening together. 
Before it was time to leave the swimming pool, they decided to go in the hot tub to clam down after all the physical effort.

Due to the time of day there were just a few people left. Taron and Richard chose the emptier hot tub in which only an older lady and a couple in the mid 40s relaxed. 
The two men got in too and Taron instantly closed his eyes as the pleasant warm water surrounded his body. The bubbles tingled on the skin of the welsh man.  

While Taron leant his head back and started to relax every single muscles, Richards thoughts drifted away. 
Being a part of rocketman means that you have to invest much time. That's the reason why the Scot didn't take many moments for personal pleasure.  Everybody has the need to be satisfied...and for some of them it's important to have private time.
It became clear for him as the nozzles of the hot tub 'massaged' his lower area more than he asked for. 'God, I really need a proper fuck.' He thought ashamed and tried his best not to get hard. This situation is pretty inappropriate to get a boner. Just in that blink of an eye his gaze locked with that of the older woman. Richard looked away instantly, too embarrassed to share a polite smile. 

Despite all efforts he could feel how the blood rush downwards. His inner gay panic was rising and he attempted to hide 'the problem' secretly with his hands. He thanks god for the bubbles, which were supporting him as well. Richard had absolutely no clue how he could escape the hot tub without getting noticed. The pressure inside of him increased and so he began to slide a bit back and forth. 

Taron, who recognized that something was going on with his friend, opened his eyes and looked at him from the side. "You're alright, mate?" 

Richards heart skipped a beat as his best friend recognized his discomfort.  "Don't worry, T. I just felt kinda dizzy...This day knocked me out."
The welsh mans expression changed and some compassionate blinked in his eyes. "Should we leave? Maybe it's better if you take a nap." To underline his statement, Taron placed a hand on Richards thigh. The muscles of the Scot tensed underneath his palm and he noticed how the breath of his friend stopped. "What-" Taron interrupted himself as his fingertips touched something hard. 

His eyes widened  and a simple "Oh" left his mouth. 

Richard shrugged a bit back and instantly got red. "Taron...I...I don't wanted...please" he stuttered as quite as possible so that the other people in the hot tube could not hear him. 
In Tarons face showed up a dirty grin. "You naughty little bastard" he said in Richards ear and with that words Taron put his hand directly onto Richards boner. 

The Scot was completely shocked. "Jesus! What the hell are you doing, mate?" he whispered and looked around panicked. His eyes locked with an older womans eyes who seemed to be a little too much interested in the conversation between our two friends. 
Richard tried his best to not attract somebodys attention and focused on Taron who began moving his hand with a soft pressure against Richards crotch. 

"Relax. Let's have some fun, darling" Taron murmured in Richards ear. 

Richards face got pale and he thought it would be a bad joke but as soon as the Welsh man put the Scots hand and placed it onto his own erection. The feeling of his co stars dick made Richards cock even harder. "Look what you are doing to me, sweetheart." Taron whispered with a raspy voice next to him.

The adrenalin rushed through the scottish veins  and he froze. It all seemed like a wet dream, which he used to have from time to time. 
To be honest Richard perhaps had a small crush on the welsh. He already noticed how good-looking Taron was especially now as he were there in his thight trunks. 

Tarons handjob started to show resultus and Richard had a very hard time controlling himself. In Richards head were two different solutions. Rather he could punch Taron in the face or he get along with the situatuation and enjoy it. Tarons rising pressure against his dick didn't let him a choice. He already was too horny to stop it. 

Slowly Richards hand found his way into Tarons swimming trunks. Taron gasped and the old lady shared a weird look in their direction. 
"I think we have to leave the pool or otherwise we'll create bad promotion in tabloids." Richard said calmly. "We should look for a lonely place where I can make you see heaven." Taron whispered in his ear. Then he stood up, straightened his shorts and took Richards hand. 

Both ran through the swimming hall and tried their best to hide their boners. As soon as they got into the changing rooms, Taron slammed the door, pressed Richard against it and kissed him hard.

What happened next... 

When it comes to love they say a gentleman never tells.