Reddie Smut | I'll Be Loving You (Forever)

three - Libido

Song: Let my baby stay - Mac Demarco
Word count: 4,677
A/n: summer of '93 baby

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Stan's family owned an underground pool, and the losers often used it to their advantage since Stan didn't mind too much, he didn't swim. Usually it was only Stan who laid in a lounge chair and watched them all play around, Eddie dunking Richie's head underwater, four of them playing chicken fight, jumping off the diving board. Sometimes Stan liked to sit by the edge and splash them with water, maybe put his feet in the water and cool himself off a bit. Ben used to sit with him, but now that he was getting over his insecurities, he decided that swimming without a shirt wasn't all that bad.

But today, Eddie said he was going to sit out with Stan and tan, maybe take a small nap. It already made Richie salivate seeing Eddie in a bathing suit by itself. But Eddie laid out like a dessert, waiting to be eaten, glistening in the sun, was going to be torture to watch.

"Stanny? Can you get my back." Eddie asked quietly, reaching over and poking Stan's thigh. Stan hummed a yes and took the tanning lotion from Eddie, waiting for him to turn over onto his stomach.

"I've gotta see this." Richie said quietly, running up the pool stairs as fast as he could without tripping and sprinting over to his glasses, retrieving them and jumping back into the pool. He was blind as a bat and couldn't see more than a foot and a half in front of him, so right now they were required even if it was inconvenient. He slipped them on and peeked over the side of the pool, watching Stan squeeze some lotion out of the bottle and lather it in his hands, warming it up a bit and spreading it over Eddie's back.

Richie couldn't see Eddie's expression, thanks to the sunglasses Eddie was wearing, but his eyes were probably closed. Stan was straddling Eddie's ass, leaning up to spread it over his shoulders, then back down over his back muscles, kneading his skin with his fingers. It wasn't supposed to look or be sexual but Richie's mind couldn't help but interpret it that way.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Richie whispered to himself, he knew he was going to pop a boner soon. He was going to combust, two attractive guys so close to one another was way too much for Richie to handle. Stan was quite muscular, and firm even if he didn't like to admit it. He worked out often, all the losers knew this, though he wasn't as built as Mike, he was nearing a six-pack. And Eddie, Eddie worked out too, maybe not as often as Stan, but he worked out. He was the right amount of soft and firm, and his ass surely displayed the amount of squats he does.

Stan spread the lotion all the way to just before Eddie's trunks began, not bothering to pass them since the sun wouldn't be hitting there. He got up to get more of the tanning lotion and put it on his thighs instead of his back. Eddie could've done that part by himself but truthfully, he liked when Stan did things for him. Stan did things precisely, and he never missed a spot, plus he didn't mind so Eddie kind of took that to his advantage.

Richie didn't want to miss any of what was happening right in front of him, his face burning bright crimson and arousal pooling in his stomach. He cursed as Stan's nimble hands treaded over Eddie's thigh, pressing his fingers into the flesh and letting his fingertips pass just under the end of Eddie's trunks. When Stan finished, Richie took his glasses off and laid them by the side of the pool, dunking his head underwater to cool his face off. That was literally the hottest thing he'd ever witnessed, and he'd read many porn magazines in his lifetime.

When he came back up, he wiped the water from his eyes and pushed his hair back from his forehead, putting his glasses back on to look Eddie's body up and down.