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Title: Swim Fan
Author: Cami
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Joe/You
Summary: Late night swims can be fun, right?
It wasn't just my first concert, it was the Jonas Brothers concert a few hours away that I had begged my parents to buy me tickets to for months. I wasn't sure if they bought me them to see me happy or to simply just shut me up, but something inside of me told me this would be the best night of my life. Normally my luck was awful, but as I glanced at my ticket and my feet continued to walk towards the front of the stage, my breath got caught in my throat - front row center.
The concert itself was more like a dream than anything, whoever said they were horrible live were clearly blind and deaf. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Joe no matter how hard I tried, and to my surprise, he couldn't keep his off of me. I was convinced he was staring at the whore next to me; with her fake tan, mini skirt, and push up bra, hell I would have even stared at her if it hadn't have been for Joe five feet away from me.
God, why did he have to be such a damn tease? Dressed in his black muscle shirt that exposed his toned arms, and his tight black jeans that I was sure were going to burst if he tried doing the splits, I was hypnotized. I couldn't help but notice the bulge forming in his pants, but I was sure it was just from running around. After all, when did he not look like he was about to rip off his pants? Swallowing the lump in my throat after coming to the realization that my panties were wet, he winked at me, almost as if he saw right through me. Narrowing my eyes up at him, I nearly forgot how to breathe as he flashed me a small smirk, tossing his head to the side to get his damp hair out of his dark eyes.
After the concert I was eager to leave, not only to get away from the ringing in my ears from the pathetic teenies screaming, but my panties were soaked, starting to feel uncomfortable. I almost felt guilty for letting myself take my eyes off of him, especially when Kevin came over and did his SOS dance mere feet away from my face. Needless to say, I got to my hotel hours after the concert; stupid fans clogging up the freeway was sure to put me in a bad mood. I had too much adrenaline in my system to sleep, Joe's face haunting my mind as I stripped out of my clothes and into my bikini. A late night swim with no distractions was exactly what I needed, to drown Joe out of my mind.
It wasn't long before I was standing at the head of the pool, pulling my hair back into a messy bun and out of my eyes. Just breathe, I mentally said to myself, closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath as I plunged into the luke warm water head first. Instantly I felt at peace, coming up to take in a breath as I glided over the water, heading for the opposite end of the pool. It wasn't long until the peaceful feeling became uneasy, feeling as if someone was watching me. As soon as I reached the wall of the pool, I resurfaced quickly to gasp for air, wiping the water off of my face. Terrified to turn around, I built up my courage after a moment, my heart leaping out of my chest at what I saw.
Joe. He was already shirtless and he was working on getting his belt and pants undone, staring at me in amusement. "What?" He laughed breathlessly, glancing over his shoulder to see if I was looking at someone else. He looked back at me, confusing glossed over in his eyes as he stripped from his pants, leaving him in his plaid boxers. "Is this okay? I could leave if-" he trailed, pointed back towards the door as he kicked his pants to the side. My lips opened to speak but no sound came out, mentally smacking myself at how retarded I probably looked. "N-No. I mean.. yes. I mean, what I meant was I could um.. sure." God was I really that incompetent? I turned around briefly to hit my head gently against the wall of the pool, cursing under my breath.
Taking in more than enough breaths to calm myself down, I turned back around to see him slipping into the pool slowly. The look on his face as he did so was just like mine before he had interrupted me; calm, relaxed, almost as if he had come here to escape just like I had. Within a split second he was under the water, swimming towards me. He didn't once come up to breathe until he reached me, resurfacing with a deep breath to fill his lungs.
Leaning against the wall in utter shock at how the water fell off of his chiseled jaw, I couldn't help but eye his every move. He reached up with both hands to ruffle his hair, then moved down slightly to wipe the water off of his face. He looked like a Greek God, the way the dim lights from the pool reflected off of his body perfectly. I caught myself staring and so did he, his infamous sly smirk sliding back onto his luscious lips that I died to taste.
"Can I help you?" He asked cockily, his smirk nearly calling out my name alone. I stuttered, finally looking up into his dark, lustful eyes. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him, whimpering almost inaudibly as he inched closer to me. His arms reached up to grab hold of the ledge of the pool on either side of my head, trapping me between it and his body. It felt like hours as I waited for him to make a move, somewhat pissed and amused that he purposefully kept his body separated from my own. It was so close, just.. not close enough. Before I had time to think, he ducked his head to the side and ghosted his lips along my jaw, causing me to shiver. It wasn't long before my eyes fluttered closed, his lips teasing my neck as he left soft, open-mouthed kisses along my skin.
My breath hitched quietly as one of his hands left the edge of the pool to trail along my side painfully slow, past my hips and finally down my thigh. Tilting my head to the side for more access to his kisses, he willingly accepted my move and began to suck slowly here and there, not staying long in one place. Joe's rough hand smoothed over my thigh until he gripped the back of my knee, my legs spreading half instinctively and half with his force, allowing him to step between my legs.
I gasped softly as his his hips pressed against mine, his erection throbbing between my thighs. I wanted to feel more, no, I needed to feel more of him against me. His tongue caught me off guard as it flicked along my skin, his hot breath against my neck ran shivers down my spine. My hands had a mind of their own as one snaked up to tangle my fingers into his starting to curl hair, the other reaching around to rest on the small of his back to tug his hips closer. "Oh God," I cursed quietly, using my hand to help him rock his hips against mine. With one of my legs still planted on the floor of the pool, I used the wall and the grip on his hair as leverage, slowly working my hips along his hardened cock, earning a moan from the back of his throat.
I had never heard anything so beautiful in my life, which only encouraged me to keep going, desperate to hear him moan again. My fingers trailed from his back into the top of his boxers, inching them off his hips and thighs at a painful slow pace. Pausing for a brief moment to allow him to let his boxers drop from his legs and float away, I pulled him closer to my body.
Dropping my hands from his hair, my fingers trailed down his abs slowly, massaging them briefly before slipping them downward. It took mere seconds for my fingers to wrap around his hardened cock, moaning in the back of my throat in approval at his massive size. He hissed against my neck, keeping his lips just close enough to my skin that I had to tilt it towards him to get him to press firmly against me. His hips bucked into my hands, egging me on. Slowly I began pumping his dick, letting my thumb drop down to run along his tip, lightly playing with his slit for a second to tease him. That alone caused him to groan quietly, thrusting his hips against my working hands. I seemed to be twisting and squeezing in all the right places, smiling as I was able to hear his heart nearly jumping out of his chest. "That's enough," he whispered hoarsely against my ear, hesitatingly pushing my hands away from his throbbing member.
I wasn't sure if I had done something wrong, sinking my teeth into my lower lip to keep the tears from forming. As soon as his fingers hooked into my bottoms, I was sure I didn't do something wrong, rather I did something right. Squirming to get them off to join his boxers which were floating at the other end of the pool, he grabbed the back of my knees and finally pressed his body up against mine to hold me up. Without the water, he could have easily held me up, and I was impressed. I whined as his length ran in between my folds, gripping onto his shoulders tightly to prepare myself for what came next.
His tip pressed up against my entrance, quickly taking in a deep breath and holding it as he wasted no time pushing himself into me. I let out a sharp cry of slight pain at his size, my fingernails digging into his shoulders. I fought to keep my eyes open but lost that fight when he began thrusting as fast as the water would allow. My slippery legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, his fingers digging into my hips as he helped roll my hips down along his cock. "Joe, oh God, harder," I pleaded with him, my head rolling backwards as he obeyed my demand. My jaw dropped open as he slipped himself out and roughly slammed back in, earning a loud moan from my part. It took all I had to open my eyes to watch his body working, I wasn't sure if he was sweating or if it was just the water, but damn did he look good. Using his shoulders as leverage, I began lifting myself with his help and dropped back on his cock as he thrust upward. With his lips just below my ear, he grunted with every pound against me, my back and bottom hitting up against the wall roughly, moaning his name repetitively.
Before I knew it, he was sliding me against the wall over to the small steps at the shallow end of the pool. With his lips still trailing up and down my neck, he sat down on the step with the least amount of water on it, causing his dick to slip deeper into me. Whimpering as I straddled his hips better, my hips began to rock forward and backwards slowly, opening my eyes to see him enjoying it just as much as I was. My head was foggy as I tried to think, my body taking over instead of my mind. Rotating my hips in a slow circle, I was able to feel every inch of his throbbing cock. He grew impatient with me as he grabbed hold of my hips, lifting me up and down on his dick, to the point where his tip was only left remaining in me. With no warning, I slammed my hips back down, wincing myself, but earning a loud moan from Joe. Repeating my movements, I began bouncing on his cock roughly, both of us panting heavily as he thrust his hips to meet mine.
I cursed to myself mentally as the familiar feeling crept up into my stomach, knowing it wouldn't be long until he could make me orgasm. My walls clamped down around his throbbing length hard, trying to hold out as long as possible so I wouldn't embarrass myself. "Come on, baby.." Joe grunted, thrusting his hips up against mine, my hips meeting his in unison. He hit the bundle of nerves perfectly, causing me to scream in pleasure which echoed off of the empty pool room. He bit over my neck as he hit the spot numerously, my back arching as my hips lifted up off of his dick just in the slightest. Using his hands to hold himself up off of the step, he grunted as he pounded roughly, encouraging me to come for him. Without much warning aside from another loud moan, I clutched onto his shoulders as I came down his length. That was all it took for Joe before he filled me up with his warm seed, groaning along with me as I rode out our orgasms, leaving him dry.
It was a long moment before either of us spoke, my forehead nuzzled against his damp shoulder, his fingers trickling over my lower back. As soon as we both caught our breaths, I built up the courage to look up at him slowly with a tired smile. He was looking at me before I even reached his eyes, some of his hair in his eyes and sticking to his forehead. Leaning in closer to his face, wanting to feel his full lips on mine, he smirked and pulled his head back just slightly. My eyes were on his, our lips less than an inch apart and I could feel his breath against my mouth. Parting my lips just in the slightest, I waited for the minute to come where his lips would find mine, but they never did. Our lips were nearly brushing as his lips curled into a sly smirk, finding his teasing amusing. He lifted me off of his hips carefully and reached for his boxers, sliding them on and stepping out of the pool. Wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing his extra clothes, he grinned down at me, still bottomless on the steps. "Sweet dreams," he winked, heading off for his room to get a good nights rest.
Yeah, drown Joe out of my mind, my ass.
Author: Cami
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Joe/You
Summary: Late night swims can be fun, right?
It wasn't just my first concert, it was the Jonas Brothers concert a few hours away that I had begged my parents to buy me tickets to for months. I wasn't sure if they bought me them to see me happy or to simply just shut me up, but something inside of me told me this would be the best night of my life. Normally my luck was awful, but as I glanced at my ticket and my feet continued to walk towards the front of the stage, my breath got caught in my throat - front row center.
The concert itself was more like a dream than anything, whoever said they were horrible live were clearly blind and deaf. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Joe no matter how hard I tried, and to my surprise, he couldn't keep his off of me. I was convinced he was staring at the whore next to me; with her fake tan, mini skirt, and push up bra, hell I would have even stared at her if it hadn't have been for Joe five feet away from me.
God, why did he have to be such a damn tease? Dressed in his black muscle shirt that exposed his toned arms, and his tight black jeans that I was sure were going to burst if he tried doing the splits, I was hypnotized. I couldn't help but notice the bulge forming in his pants, but I was sure it was just from running around. After all, when did he not look like he was about to rip off his pants? Swallowing the lump in my throat after coming to the realization that my panties were wet, he winked at me, almost as if he saw right through me. Narrowing my eyes up at him, I nearly forgot how to breathe as he flashed me a small smirk, tossing his head to the side to get his damp hair out of his dark eyes.
After the concert I was eager to leave, not only to get away from the ringing in my ears from the pathetic teenies screaming, but my panties were soaked, starting to feel uncomfortable. I almost felt guilty for letting myself take my eyes off of him, especially when Kevin came over and did his SOS dance mere feet away from my face. Needless to say, I got to my hotel hours after the concert; stupid fans clogging up the freeway was sure to put me in a bad mood. I had too much adrenaline in my system to sleep, Joe's face haunting my mind as I stripped out of my clothes and into my bikini. A late night swim with no distractions was exactly what I needed, to drown Joe out of my mind.
It wasn't long before I was standing at the head of the pool, pulling my hair back into a messy bun and out of my eyes. Just breathe, I mentally said to myself, closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath as I plunged into the luke warm water head first. Instantly I felt at peace, coming up to take in a breath as I glided over the water, heading for the opposite end of the pool. It wasn't long until the peaceful feeling became uneasy, feeling as if someone was watching me. As soon as I reached the wall of the pool, I resurfaced quickly to gasp for air, wiping the water off of my face. Terrified to turn around, I built up my courage after a moment, my heart leaping out of my chest at what I saw.
Joe. He was already shirtless and he was working on getting his belt and pants undone, staring at me in amusement. "What?" He laughed breathlessly, glancing over his shoulder to see if I was looking at someone else. He looked back at me, confusing glossed over in his eyes as he stripped from his pants, leaving him in his plaid boxers. "Is this okay? I could leave if-" he trailed, pointed back towards the door as he kicked his pants to the side. My lips opened to speak but no sound came out, mentally smacking myself at how retarded I probably looked. "N-No. I mean.. yes. I mean, what I meant was I could um.. sure." God was I really that incompetent? I turned around briefly to hit my head gently against the wall of the pool, cursing under my breath.
Taking in more than enough breaths to calm myself down, I turned back around to see him slipping into the pool slowly. The look on his face as he did so was just like mine before he had interrupted me; calm, relaxed, almost as if he had come here to escape just like I had. Within a split second he was under the water, swimming towards me. He didn't once come up to breathe until he reached me, resurfacing with a deep breath to fill his lungs.
Leaning against the wall in utter shock at how the water fell off of his chiseled jaw, I couldn't help but eye his every move. He reached up with both hands to ruffle his hair, then moved down slightly to wipe the water off of his face. He looked like a Greek God, the way the dim lights from the pool reflected off of his body perfectly. I caught myself staring and so did he, his infamous sly smirk sliding back onto his luscious lips that I died to taste.
"Can I help you?" He asked cockily, his smirk nearly calling out my name alone. I stuttered, finally looking up into his dark, lustful eyes. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him, whimpering almost inaudibly as he inched closer to me. His arms reached up to grab hold of the ledge of the pool on either side of my head, trapping me between it and his body. It felt like hours as I waited for him to make a move, somewhat pissed and amused that he purposefully kept his body separated from my own. It was so close, just.. not close enough. Before I had time to think, he ducked his head to the side and ghosted his lips along my jaw, causing me to shiver. It wasn't long before my eyes fluttered closed, his lips teasing my neck as he left soft, open-mouthed kisses along my skin.
My breath hitched quietly as one of his hands left the edge of the pool to trail along my side painfully slow, past my hips and finally down my thigh. Tilting my head to the side for more access to his kisses, he willingly accepted my move and began to suck slowly here and there, not staying long in one place. Joe's rough hand smoothed over my thigh until he gripped the back of my knee, my legs spreading half instinctively and half with his force, allowing him to step between my legs.
I gasped softly as his his hips pressed against mine, his erection throbbing between my thighs. I wanted to feel more, no, I needed to feel more of him against me. His tongue caught me off guard as it flicked along my skin, his hot breath against my neck ran shivers down my spine. My hands had a mind of their own as one snaked up to tangle my fingers into his starting to curl hair, the other reaching around to rest on the small of his back to tug his hips closer. "Oh God," I cursed quietly, using my hand to help him rock his hips against mine. With one of my legs still planted on the floor of the pool, I used the wall and the grip on his hair as leverage, slowly working my hips along his hardened cock, earning a moan from the back of his throat.
I had never heard anything so beautiful in my life, which only encouraged me to keep going, desperate to hear him moan again. My fingers trailed from his back into the top of his boxers, inching them off his hips and thighs at a painful slow pace. Pausing for a brief moment to allow him to let his boxers drop from his legs and float away, I pulled him closer to my body.
Dropping my hands from his hair, my fingers trailed down his abs slowly, massaging them briefly before slipping them downward. It took mere seconds for my fingers to wrap around his hardened cock, moaning in the back of my throat in approval at his massive size. He hissed against my neck, keeping his lips just close enough to my skin that I had to tilt it towards him to get him to press firmly against me. His hips bucked into my hands, egging me on. Slowly I began pumping his dick, letting my thumb drop down to run along his tip, lightly playing with his slit for a second to tease him. That alone caused him to groan quietly, thrusting his hips against my working hands. I seemed to be twisting and squeezing in all the right places, smiling as I was able to hear his heart nearly jumping out of his chest. "That's enough," he whispered hoarsely against my ear, hesitatingly pushing my hands away from his throbbing member.
I wasn't sure if I had done something wrong, sinking my teeth into my lower lip to keep the tears from forming. As soon as his fingers hooked into my bottoms, I was sure I didn't do something wrong, rather I did something right. Squirming to get them off to join his boxers which were floating at the other end of the pool, he grabbed the back of my knees and finally pressed his body up against mine to hold me up. Without the water, he could have easily held me up, and I was impressed. I whined as his length ran in between my folds, gripping onto his shoulders tightly to prepare myself for what came next.
His tip pressed up against my entrance, quickly taking in a deep breath and holding it as he wasted no time pushing himself into me. I let out a sharp cry of slight pain at his size, my fingernails digging into his shoulders. I fought to keep my eyes open but lost that fight when he began thrusting as fast as the water would allow. My slippery legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, his fingers digging into my hips as he helped roll my hips down along his cock. "Joe, oh God, harder," I pleaded with him, my head rolling backwards as he obeyed my demand. My jaw dropped open as he slipped himself out and roughly slammed back in, earning a loud moan from my part. It took all I had to open my eyes to watch his body working, I wasn't sure if he was sweating or if it was just the water, but damn did he look good. Using his shoulders as leverage, I began lifting myself with his help and dropped back on his cock as he thrust upward. With his lips just below my ear, he grunted with every pound against me, my back and bottom hitting up against the wall roughly, moaning his name repetitively.
Before I knew it, he was sliding me against the wall over to the small steps at the shallow end of the pool. With his lips still trailing up and down my neck, he sat down on the step with the least amount of water on it, causing his dick to slip deeper into me. Whimpering as I straddled his hips better, my hips began to rock forward and backwards slowly, opening my eyes to see him enjoying it just as much as I was. My head was foggy as I tried to think, my body taking over instead of my mind. Rotating my hips in a slow circle, I was able to feel every inch of his throbbing cock. He grew impatient with me as he grabbed hold of my hips, lifting me up and down on his dick, to the point where his tip was only left remaining in me. With no warning, I slammed my hips back down, wincing myself, but earning a loud moan from Joe. Repeating my movements, I began bouncing on his cock roughly, both of us panting heavily as he thrust his hips to meet mine.
I cursed to myself mentally as the familiar feeling crept up into my stomach, knowing it wouldn't be long until he could make me orgasm. My walls clamped down around his throbbing length hard, trying to hold out as long as possible so I wouldn't embarrass myself. "Come on, baby.." Joe grunted, thrusting his hips up against mine, my hips meeting his in unison. He hit the bundle of nerves perfectly, causing me to scream in pleasure which echoed off of the empty pool room. He bit over my neck as he hit the spot numerously, my back arching as my hips lifted up off of his dick just in the slightest. Using his hands to hold himself up off of the step, he grunted as he pounded roughly, encouraging me to come for him. Without much warning aside from another loud moan, I clutched onto his shoulders as I came down his length. That was all it took for Joe before he filled me up with his warm seed, groaning along with me as I rode out our orgasms, leaving him dry.
It was a long moment before either of us spoke, my forehead nuzzled against his damp shoulder, his fingers trickling over my lower back. As soon as we both caught our breaths, I built up the courage to look up at him slowly with a tired smile. He was looking at me before I even reached his eyes, some of his hair in his eyes and sticking to his forehead. Leaning in closer to his face, wanting to feel his full lips on mine, he smirked and pulled his head back just slightly. My eyes were on his, our lips less than an inch apart and I could feel his breath against my mouth. Parting my lips just in the slightest, I waited for the minute to come where his lips would find mine, but they never did. Our lips were nearly brushing as his lips curled into a sly smirk, finding his teasing amusing. He lifted me off of his hips carefully and reached for his boxers, sliding them on and stepping out of the pool. Wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing his extra clothes, he grinned down at me, still bottomless on the steps. "Sweet dreams," he winked, heading off for his room to get a good nights rest.
Yeah, drown Joe out of my mind, my ass.