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You stood at Waterboy’s door, knocking softly and nervously waiting for him to open up.
“H-hold on!” He yelled through the door, the sound of rustling heard through it. The door opened, a slightly damp, lanky Waterboy leaned against his door frame with an awkward grin. “Hell- Hey, B-Back for m-more?” He laughed nervously, his cheeks turning pink with the awkward feeling. “S-sorry that was.. It was w-weird, H-hi.”
“Hey, Waterboy” You smiled, trying to shake off the weird stiff feeling from Waterboy’s attempt at small talk. “Are we still watching that movie?” You ask, hoping to break the ice that has yet to be broken even on four dates.
“Yea- yes!” He straightens his posture and opens the door for you, his hair is damp and he’s wearing what is clearly his take on casual clothing though, it seems he has already soaked through his shirt and his pants are clinging to his skinny legs so tight it feels like you can see every muscle through those black pants. As you stepped inside you felt the slightly damp air hit you, “S-sorry, it must feel we- moist in here.” He rushed over to a window and opened it up, the cool wind making him shiver as it hit his dripping skin.
“It feels like a green house in here.” You laugh skittishly. He looks up from the window to you with a clumsy leer,
“I have a few p-plants, s-stuff in my r-room.” He twittered with a smile. “I could just s-show you a-another t-time” Waterboy moved wet pieces of hair out of his face, “If y-you’d like.” He muttered, still playing with his hair.
“I would, another time.” You gave him a smile, “So, about that movie…?” You walked closer to him.
“R-right! The m-movie.” He guided you to his couch, you followed behind him to the plastic covered couch. Most of everything is covered in plastic but the couch had a thicker cover and it felt icy as you sat down, so icy that you let out a shudder. “S-sorry about the plastic. You know, w-water.” You gave him a nod as he reached for the plastic covered remote.
As the movie you both chose played, his eyes shifted from the screen to you, droplets of water drippling down and hitting the hard plastic surface of the couch. He panted silently like he was out of breath, cheeks flushed.
“Everything okay?” You asked, looking over to him from the screen.
“Y-yeah” He puffed, “I- I’m a little n-nervous. You m-make me n-nervous.” You looked at him for a moment, moving closer.
“Why do I make you nervous..?” You looked him up and down, into his eyes with a sly grin.
“I-I like y-you.” He backed away a bit, his face turning more red than before. Waterboy tries to relax a bit, gripping his wet clothes and holding his breath.
“How much?” You pressed and placed a hand on his soggy thigh. He didn’t move this time instead, he got closer, and closer till his face nearly pressed against yours. His wide eyes looked into your own for a moment before he pressed his lips against yours, stiff and unsure of what he’s doing, you moved your hands up to his shoulders and he followed using his damp hands to rub your shoulders. Waterboy moved his whole body towards you and moved his legs up onto the couch.
“Are we- are you s-sure?” He broke the kiss and looked at you for reassurance. You nodded and slipped your now wet hands down to his shirt that clinged to his slightly toned chest, his breath hitched as your eyes wandered down his skinny frame. Waterboy watched as you unbuttoned his sopping shirt, throwing it behind him, he panted. Waterboy pulled the zipper of his pants down and then looked up to you for permission to continue.
You moved his hands to his sides, painfully slow, you ran your hands down to the hem of his pants and slightly bumping against his knee he had moved up. You felt the heat radiating from his slippery body, the damp aura making you sweat as you slid your hand down into his boxers. "W-woah!” He gasped, trying to grip the plastic cover on the couch.
“Do you want me to stop?” You looked up at him and he quickly shook his head with a red face as if holding his breath.
“P-please don’t” His voice cracked as he let go of his breath with desperation. You obliged and stuck your hand further, reaching the base of his dick and running your hands up its veiny length. “A-ahh..” He mewed and looked up at the ceiling before looking back down at you, water dripping from his face down to your hair. You backed slightly up, still slowly stroking him and looking at him, he looked away. “Hmm..” His lips quivered and the water he’s generating became more hot. His body twitched with every movement you made, he savored the feeling of your hands around his throbbing cock, “H-huhh..w-woah.” He mumbled, his member twitching as he came closer. You lowered your head, pulling Waterboy’s pants lower and removing your hand from his dick. “W-why’d you s-stop..?” He panted, desperate for relief.
“Not so soon…Waterboy.” You looked at him with a cheeky grin before lowering your head back down. He stopped you, placing a damp hand under your chin and making you look at him.
“W-when am I g-gonna see you?” He bit his lip and vaguely furrowed his eyebrows with wide eyes. You thought for a moment before slowly unbuttoning your shirt, so slowly you could hear his breath getting heavier and heavier with each button undid. He looked at you in awe by the time you threw your shirt aside, sitting in your bra. “Y-you’re so beut-tiful.” He whispered with a flustered red face, moving closer, his wet body sliding on the cold plasticy surface of the couch and moving his feet down to kick off the last of the clothing that still stuck to him. Waterboy carefully pushed you down, your back hitting the couch and Waterboy hovered over you, dribbling water onto you. He ran his damp hands down your waist to the waistband of your pants and looked up at you as he undid the button and pulled down the zipper. Waterboy moves more eager, desperate to get rid of the fabric acting like a barrier. You help him by kicking off the rest and throwing them off the slippery couch. “J-jesus..” He panted, starting to kiss down your waist, leaving a trail as he made his way lower and lower until he hit your panties. “C-can I?” He practically begged with pleading, desperate eyes. You nodded and he quickly pulled your underwear down, spreading your legs and kissing in between your thighs.
You let out a pleased sigh as he got closer to your aching core, lifting your legs and hoisting them on his shoulders, pulling you closer to his mouth. Waterboy extended his tongue, teasing you with slow strokes using his tongue like a weapon slowly moving it deeper and sucking softly, making sure to not be too rough. “Oh, god..” You groan as he sucked your clit moving you closer to the edge. Waterboy gripped your thighs as he continued, hungry to make you feel good and making himself long for the feeling of you. Water dripped from his mouth to the couch, he hummed as he continued. “Fuck… Fuck..” You moaned, gripping his hair as your climax approached, “Don’t stop!” you screamed. He shoved his tongue deeper and continued to suck your pearl while you praised him, your legs twitching as you came.
Waterboy looked up at you, letting go of your legs as wiping water from his mouth. “D-did I do g-good?” He asked hopefully.
“Mhm” You replied through pants of pure ecstasy. Waterboy crawled closer, his hard dick pressing against your thigh. He hovered over you again, aligning himself with you, looking into your eyes for permission to continue. You granted him permission and he didn’t wait another second to slowly thrust into you, giving you time to adjust to the feeling of his thickness inside you.
“H-holy… ahh…” He twitched as he thrusted deep into you relishing in the feeling of you, “Y-your… You f-feel a-amazing.” He breathed into your ear, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as he fucked you with such attentiveness to make you feel good and making you pant, digging your nails into the plastic of the sofa. The knot you felt earlier grew more intense with the sensitive state you were already in, continuing to hit the spot you felt him hit before, you groaned. You felt him whimper into your ear as he throbbed inside of you, burying his face into your neck as he continued to thrust. “I-I… I’m so c-close.” He murmured, kissing your neck softly. You felt yourself getting close again, gripping his shoulder and digging your nails into his moist skin, he dripped down onto you. “Ah!” he yelped as you dug your nails into him. “F-fuck…” He said, increasing the speed of his thrusts.
“Shit!” you yelled as he pushed into you deeper, clenching around him. Waterboy let out a loud moan as he felt you tighten around his cock, continuing to thrust as you came again, working you through your orgasm as he reached his own, thrusting inside you as slowing down and producing more water as he came closer to finishing. He twitched and moaned as he kept going, cumming deep inside you with a loud whimper riding through it.
“I- love you.” He panted, slowly pulling out of you, dripping water all over you as he did.