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salty.”
    “So what do you think? Relaxed and ready to try my pool now?”
    “I’ll try.” He held Thor’s hand, trying not to tense up. “You’ll stay with me, right?”
    Thor’s free hand slid over his stomach, stroking. “The entire time, I promise.”
    “Okay. For you.” He leaned toward Thor, into the caress. He could trust this man -- they were friends, lovers. Thor wouldn’t leave him alone in the water.
    “Awesome.” He could hear Thor’s smile. “It’s going to be great, I promise!” Thor held his hand, and pulled him over a few steps. “Let’s see what I’ve got in my magic box. Here we are! These’ll be perfect. A nice pair of trunks -- never been used. I know this because I bought them for myself only they wouldn’t fit over my ass.”
    “Are you saying I have a skinny ass, Coach?” He grinned, starting to unbutton his shirt. “Do I need to get naked?”
    “Well now that depends on what exactly you’ve got in mind,” Thor drawled. Then he chuckled. “Yeah, you need to get naked to get the shorts on, funny guy. And there’s nothing wrong with your ass and you know it. In fact one of these days you’re going to let me fuck that fine ass.”
    Paul’s fingers stuttered and he groaned, nodded. His prick jerked, trying to fill again. Oh yeah, yeah he was. “You don’t stop it and I still won’t fit into the shorts, Coach.”
    Thor chuckled and squeezed his hand. “Okay, Okay, I’ll be good.”
    It didn’t take him long to strip, carefully folding his clothes as he removed them, holding them in one hand. “Is this your office? Is there a chair? A desk?”
    Thor took his clothes from his hand and passed him the swimming trunks with a grunt. “Fuck, I’m sorry, Paul. You got me all distracted with that bad boy in your pants. Yeah, it’s my office. Two lockers, a desk that’s messy as hell and a chair on either side of it. Two doors -- one to the locker room, which is locked and the one to the pool that we came through. There’s college and swimming posters all over the walls.”
    “No windows, right? We’re not on an outside wall?” He held Thor’s hand for a second before putting on the trunks, taking a second to figure out the mesh and cloth.
    Thor chuckled again. “No windows, babe -- I wouldn’t do that to you.”
    Thor steadied him. He got the trunks settled around his waist and straightened up. “Are they on right? Do I look stupid? Should I leave my glasses here?”
    Oh, yeah. He was squeaking. He wasn’t nervous at all.
    Thor’s hands were on him, stroking gently, removing the glasses. “Just relax. You want me to give you another blowjob? And remember when you answer that we’re going for relaxed here, not comatose.”
    He chuckled, shrugged, feeling truly naked without his glasses. “I’m sorry, Thor. I’m just a little nervous. I trust you. Where did you want to go this evening?”
    Thor’s hands kept moving over him, not arousing, just touching. “Hey, I’m sorry, Paul. Look, you really don’t want to do this, we don’t have to. I just think once you get to it, you’ll actually like it.”
    “I want to try. I do.” Paul grinned, took Thor’s hand. “Hell, you might be right. I might manage okay. Let’s go now before I lose my nerve, okay?”
    His head was tugged down for a quick kiss. “All right, let’s go.”
    Thor held his hand, bringing him along.
    The room was quiet when they stopped, only the whirr of a motor and the splash of water against concrete and tile sounding. Thor helped him sit, his feet sliding into the water. “I’m just going to slide in.”
    There was a splash and then Thor was between his legs, hands on his hips. Paul ran his hands over Thor’s head, tried to smile. “Hey, there.”
    A soft kiss was pressed to his upper belly. “Hey, Paul, you’re doing great. I’m just going to get you wet now, okay, let you feel the water so it’s not a shock when you come in.”
    “Okay. Wet I can do.” This time the grin