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- 1-Hot Summer Nights
- 1
It had taken them days to reach the Gulf. Hours spent in the cab of a ’90 Chevy pick up were hot and sticky; it was hard to breathe and the leather seat clung to Rictor’s skin, making him irritable. They drove over ten hours that day, and he was ready to stop. He was sure that Shatty would’ve taken over driving duties no questions asked, but Julio Richter wanted nothing more than to just get out and do something -- or he was going to be one fried Mexican. There was only so much roasting and gun fighting one guy could do.

Thankfully, they'd made it to the shore just after sunset.

Shatty had jumped out of the cab almost instantly; the heat wasn’t much of a bother for him since Mojoworld was always so hot -- according to him -- but the fact that his long legs were bent uncomfortably was probably another story. The second his feet hit the ground he stretched; back arched like a cat, toes dug into the gravel, and Rictor was sure that he heard the other man’s joints crack. Twisted and turned, and then Star was gone, making his way toward the sparkling waves.

The white sand stretched for miles and was untouched until the warrior had pressed his feet through it. Silently Shatty crossed the deserted area, brilliant flashes of red hair stood out amongst the blue of the water and the darkening night air. He was the only thing that moved, and he made his way out with a purpose -- and for a moment all Julio could do was watch him.

Rictor remembered distinctly the first time Star had seen the ocean; he’d been amazed at the endless lengths of it, and how much different it was to swim in it than normal water. He’d waded out, hair floating behind him and clothes folded back on the shore. Rictor could only watch him then too; the way the sun reflected off the wet shine of Star’s muscle rippled body had been hypnotizing, and even if Rictor didn’t voice his opinions it was one of the most gorgeous things he’d ever seen.

The Mexican climbed out of the cab slowly and allowed himself to stretch as well. The night air was much chillier and lighter than that of the truck, and Julio couldn’t help the smile that split across his face when a gust of wind hit him, fluttering his hair over his forehead and cooling his sweat lined flesh. Such a welcomed change it was, and while all of Mexico couldn’t be as beautifully weathered as Guadalajara, the air was much better out in the open than it was when confined in the cab.

Instantly ditching his shoes, Rictor made his way across the sand. It piled between his toes when he stepped and kicked up behind him when he strode -- and he wondered how he ever even lived so long without a beach nearby. He’d never been to this particular one, but it was every bit as lovely as the rest Mexico had to offer in the tourist districts. That specific beach was more secluded; lined with shrubbery and cornered by a cove, the evening offered optimal privacy.

And Shatterstar was already in the water. Without a second thought he’d ditched his clothing on the shore line and swam out. Rictor could see the bright red of his hair bobbing out many meters away, and the spectrum of the post-sunset left a glow around him that seemed almost angelic. There it was nice because there were no worries. There was no fighting and nothing for either of them to be intimidated by. It was just the two of them and the water, and for the first time in days it was alright to let loose.

Rictor popped the only two buttons that were holding his shirt closed, and pulled the garment from his shoulders. Without the care that Star had for his clothes, the Mexican just tossed it down in a pile on the sand. His denim shorts went next -- Julio practically had to peel them off in the heat. With one last glance around the shore to ensure their privacy he stepped out of his underwear, kicking them onto the rest of their things. Quickly Rictor dove into the water, taking the shock of the temperature change all at once.

And it was glorious. He reemerged to the surface and shook his hair from his face with a laugh. “Dios!” he yelled.

“Cold?” Star called from his place about twenty feet away.

Rictor turned and looked at him. Star was slowly swimming toward him, and Rictor moved to meet him half way. “Nice, amigo. I haven’t felt this good since that Jacuzzi we had at our room a few weeks back.”

The warrior nodded his head in understanding before slowly dunking himself under. Rictor watched him as he reached his hands up to rub them over his face and through his hair before he came back up. Residual water dripped down the contours of his cheeks and mouth, and Star smiled at him when he opened his eyes. “I’m glad we stopped here.”

“Me too,” Rictor nodded, not taking his eyes away from him.

“Will we be stopping to sleep in a room today, or did you want me to drive through the night?”

Rictor just blinked and tried to take his focus off the way the moisture made Shatty’s lips shine. “We can drive.”

“Good,” the warrior nodded. “You have not let me drive since we left Oaxaca.”

Rictor snorted. “And you haven’t let me choose the radio station.”

Star narrowed his eyes mischievously as he began to swim circles around Rictor. “Did you expect me to?”

“Never,” Julio replied, eyeing the water as it swished against the warrior’s rock solid chest. “You’re a hog.”

“Am not,” Star smirked, stopping when he was behind Rictor’s back. “You are sun burned.”

“Yeah right,” Rictor laughed and spun around. “I don’t burn.”

“Did you want me to smack it and prove it to you?” Star asked, bearing his teeth in an attempted show of intimidation -- one that failed miserably. “You were outside yesterday for quite awhile.”

Rictor shrugged. “I don’t even feel sunburns anymore.”

“Sure,” Shatty replied, and started circling him again. “I believe you were complaining two days ago.”

Rictor felt a blush rise to his cheeks. “That was totally different. We were driving through the desert and we ran out of water.”

“Amateur,” Star teased. “But I wouldn’t expect much else from you.”

Rictor rolled his eyes and laughed, bringing back a hand and shoving it forward to splash water into Shatty’s face. The small wall of fluid hit the warrior straight on, and he stopped to blink the water from his eyes. Rictor laughed at him. “Oops.”

“You’re so immature,” Star shook his head and grinned, wiping the water away.

“You’re not one to talk! You were drawing pictures on the window of the truck with your finger this morning.”

“That does not make me immature.”

“Star they were animals, and if that doesn’t make you immature it makes you a total dork,” Rictor grinned and splashed him again.

But Shatty caught his wrists that time, and used them to force the Mexican under the water. Rictor barely had time to take a breath before he was dunked. He thrusted out his hands and wrapped them around Star’s waist in an attempt to pull him under as well, but he was unable to. Rictor was just a regular guy, and Star…well he had a degree of super strength, so the Mexican wasn’t much of a match for him. But he was able to hold him under the water though -- feel his wet, slick skin and the goose bumps that rippled it. It was tight and soft and Rictor probably would have drowned just feeling it if it weren’t for Star pulling him back up again.

“What are you doing?”

“Whatever I want,” Ric laughed, shaking the water from his hair. “Got a problem?”

“Never,” Shatty promised.

“Good,” Julio murmured, and lifted his arms from the water and wrapped them around Star’s shoulders. The layer of moisture between them wasn’t enough to keep Rictor from feeling the heat radiating off of Shatty, and he pushed himself closer so they were chest to chest. The warrior lifted his own arms, and placed them on Julio’s naked hips.

“We are outside,” Star pointed out.

“So?”

“I thought you did not like…”

“We’re alone,” Rictor assured, pressing his lips against Star’s cheek, making him breathe a content sigh. Julio pulled away right after, and pressed his forehead against Star’s. The longish strands of his hair stuck to both of them, but Star didn’t seem to mind. “We’re alone and I haven’t got to touch you in forever.”

Star scoffed playfully and ran his hand up the back of Rictor’s spine. “It is not comfortable touching in that truck.”

“Si, I agree,” Rictor nodded and ran his hands down Star’s shoulders, along his collarbones, and across his chest until he reached two cold, hardened nipples. “But this here, amigo, is perfect.”

“Uh huh,” Star agreed, slightly tilting his head up toward the sky as Julio teased the fleshy buds. Night had nearly fallen completely by that point, and only the faint reflection of the moving water highlighted Star’s face. Rictor could still easily see the way his full lips slightly parted, and how the silver of his eyes disappeared when long lashes fluttered closed over top of them. Mocha colored fingers pulled and teased at the hardened flesh, making the warrior groan in appreciation. The water surrounding his hands only slicked the feel, and it sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his cock.

“I love you,” Rictor told him suddenly, just because it seemed like the right thing to say.

That made the warrior open his eyes up and peer down at him. “You do?”

“I do.”

“No one has told me that before.”

Rictor tilted his head to the side, and studied the look on Star’s face; his mouth was pressed into a thin, contemplative line, but the glazed over look on those silver orbs was enough to reassure Ric that he had not said the wrong thing. “Well I’m telling you now.”

Shatty cupped his hand around the back of Rictor’s head and pulled him forward roughly into a bruising kiss. The water splashed violently between them, and Julio had to wrap a leg around one of Star’s to keep his balance along the rocky bottom of the beach. A tongue jutted out between the Mexican’s lips and rudely invited its way into Star’s mouth, not even giving him a chance to accept. Shatty must’ve been in a giving mood however, because when he did he took it in with much vigor. With his free hand he began to explore again as well, making his way back down Rictor’s spine and toward the muscle of his ass.

Rictor moaned at the feel of the large hands on him, and pressed himself closer to the warrior -- erection rubbing fiercely against the massive muscles of Star’s thigh. Shatty arched into the feel, and lifted Julio through the water by his hold on his ass, making the Mexican wrap his legs around Star’s sturdy hips.

And then they pulled apart, both gasping for air and sweating despite the wonderful cool of the ocean water. A long strand of wet hair toppled over Star’s forehead and landed between them. Rictor fingered it for a few seconds before bringing it to his mouth and kissing it, and finally replacing it back away with the rest of the gorgeous copper locks. His dark brown eyes scanned Star’s silvers, and he smiled faintly. “You okay?”

“I am,” Star nodded, placing a rough kiss on Julio’s neck. “You have gotten me aroused.”

Rictor snorted. “I was hoping so.”

One of the palms on Julio’s ass made its way further down between his spread legs. “You should be careful what you wish for…”

Rictor shivered and pressed himself against Star tighter; caused the warrior to ease up on his legs and allowed them both to float together in the water. His grip on Julio never loosened however, and that large, wandering hand stopped just at the base of Rictor’s opening, gently teasing the area there with a finger. Rictor arched his back to allow better access, and began a trail of kisses along Shatty’s neck and shoulders.

A low hiss escaped Rictor’s lips when Star began to push a finger inside of him. With only patience, water, and an unadulterated trust to guide him, Shatty moved slowly and deliberately so not to hurt Rictor. But Julio felt anything but pain; he was completely comfortable with Star by that point, and the only thing that his touching brought him was an intense pleasure.

“Mmm Dios,” Rictor whispered against the fleshy part of Star’s ear.

Star only grunted his reply -- just like he usually did -- and focused on getting a second finger up there as well. With his free hand he spread the cheeks of Rictor’s ass and carefully worked on easing up the muscles for the intrusion. And as soon as the curve of that finger made contact with Julio, he whimpered. A bright, hot flash of pleasure blasted through him as it was slowly thrusted inside, immediately making its way to that hidden prostate. His cock stood achingly at attention between them, and Rictor made it a point to gently thrust it against the tight ripples of Shatty’s belly.

“You are tight today,” Star half whined as he crooked his finger and pushed up again.

“Don’t say it like it’s a bad thing,” Rictor joked between hisses. “I thought you liked it that way.”

“Hmm, yes,” Shatty agreed and nuzzled his nose into the crook of Rictor’s shoulder and neck. Sharp teeth bit down and nibbled at the flesh there, causing Rictor to toss his head back and allow Star the extra space. The warrior continued his assault on the skin, and made it a point to thrust his hand up harder as he did so.

“Eso es bueno,” Julio murmured, and grabbed a fistful of that copper hair.

“Si,” Star mumbled clumsily against Rictor’s neck.
“I wanna touch you,” Ric whimpered.

Shatty loosened his hold hesitantly, and only enough to allow a small amount of space between their bodies. Rictor happily shoved a hand down there and grabbed onto Star’s stiff cock. The second he did so Shatty groaned, and just happened to jerk his own hand up inside of Rictor again. Both boys let out low, guttural moans at the feel.

“I did not mean…”

“It’s okay,” Rictor assured him. He was much too aroused to feel pain by any sudden movement. He blinked a few times; he was beginning to see bursts of color in his vision with every thrust Star made, and Julio knew he wouldn’t be able to go on much longer.

Star crooked his fingers again, pushed up, and caressed that hard, round spot inside that made Rictor weak in the knees. The Mexican arched forward again, crushing his hand between them, and hid his face in the curtain of hair. “Oh Dios, Star.”

Again. Up and deep, and Star started moving faster and more erratically. His other arm tightened around Rictor’s hips and he began to wade backwards into the water, just wanting to get more access to him. And Rictor shook his head, tried his hardest to keep up the rhythm of jerking Shatty off, but his mind was just scrambled. He tightened his legs, crossing his feet at the small of the warrior’s back, and brought his mouth onto Star’s again. Their tongues met between their lips and circled together chaotically. So intense and desperate at that point and all Rictor could do was swallow the urge to just scream from the wonderful feeling he got.

Shatty pulled away and tossed his head back while he thrusted again. Faster. Rictor had to bite his lip, and before he could even comprehend what was going on he was releasing himself into the water; an explosion of pleasure that started deep down in his balls and just shot up his spine and rocked his entire body. His nails clawed into Star’s back, scratching viciously into the pale flesh there; while his other hand clenched the warrior’s hardened erection tightly -- still he was unable to move.

“Shit…Star,” Rictor squeezed his eyes shut and tried to control his breathing. “Dios, I hate you.”

Star growled. “That’s not what you said earlier.”

“No I don’t really hate you,” Rictor laughed. “Not at all. I just…damn, you always make me feel loco.”

Shatty let a small smile cross his face before he leaned in and kissed him again. “I love seeing you like that.”

Rictor whimpered and pressed his forehead against Star’s. “You’re evil.”

“You love it.”

“I do.” Star captured Rictor’s lips with his own once more, finally steadying them by standing on the ocean bottom. Julio smiled against his mouth before pulling away. “And I need to touch you.”

Glazed over silver eyes regarded him. “You haven’t even let go.”

Rictor smirked. “Ay, if I could pull you around like this all day I would.”

Star shot him a look. “That would hardly be comfortable.”

Rictor kissed his chin. “Says you.”

“Says me,” he agreed, kissing him back in the same place. Rictor pushed himself against the touch, and finally pumped his fist down the length of Star’s cock. The warrior’s entire body stiffened beneath him, and it brought a smile to his face. The only time Star ever gave up all control to him was during these times; he was at Rictor’s complete and utter mercy.

Julio unwrapped his legs from the warrior’s hips and gave himself more space. Under the water and using the moisture for added slickness, he clenched his fist tighter. From the base of the cock and all the way to the very tip, his hand traveled, making sure to add the extra attention to the tight head. Shatty’s head fell back, eyes squeezed closed and lips parted. “Julio…”

“Star,” Rictor smirked at him, and kissed his neck as he jacked him off. Free hand snaked down between the powerful legs as well, and Julio cupped Shatty’s balls, rolling them gently between his fingers and outlining each one through the skin sack. A deep growling moan came from Star then, and it made Rictor’s heart rate speed up.

“I can’t…I cannot…I…” Star swallowed and let his eyes roll back. His hands grabbed at Julio desperately. “Uh…”

Rictor laughed at him. “You can’t what?”

Star kept leaning back until he was off his feet and just let himself float in the water. “Stand.”

Rictor pushed off of his feet and followed him. “So it seems.”

Shatty arched up into Rictor’s hand, fucking it shamelessly. And Rictor vigorously began pumping him as he let his other hand still fondle the warrior. Back behind his balls and to that soft, sensitive area of skin, and Rictor pushed up against it with his fingers.

“Za’s Vid…” Star gulped and opened his eyes to look at Rictor. “Do it again.”

And he did. And Star bucked beneath him, desperately needing more. Rictor complied, teasing the skin between Shatty’s legs and speeding up his rhythm around the other man’s cock. Star growled, bucked one more time, and his mouth fell open as he came.

“Fekt!”

Rictor chuckled and kissed his mouth. “Calm down.”

Star shivered as Rictor continued to fondle the sensitive, spent dick. “I cannot. I don’t even know what to do with myself.”

Julio carefully released the cock and trailed his hands up Shatty’s washboard abs and up his chest until they rested on the strong curvatures of his shoulders. Ric kicked his feet and swam closer until they were pushed together completely once more. “Just enjoy it.”

“I do, Julio,” Star vowed. “More than you’d ever know.”

Rictor kissed him hard again. Lips massaging together until their tongues met and explored. They lapped lazily against each other until Ric pulled away. “Believe me, I know.”

“And I feel the same way about you, just so you know,” Star breathed. Moon reflected off the shine of his eyes, and the water around them making his skin glisten beneath it. Rictor felt breathless.

“Same way?”

“Earlier, you said…” Shatty trailed off.

And Rictor smiled as they swam toward the shore. “I know you do.”

When they reached the shallow areas of the beach Star grabbed him again, pushing him down and against the sand. “I should take you right here.”

“Don’t you dare,” Rictor laughed, and pushed Shatty’s hair from his face. “Water’s fun and all, but sand is not. I would have that shit in places I don’t even want to think about.”

Star glared and helped him back up. “I like to think about those places.”

“Not here,” Rictor repeated and grinned. They walked up the shore and back toward their pile of clothes, still messy and abandoned. The Mexican only lifted them and continued his trek back to where they parked. “Wait ‘til we get to the truck, eh amigo?”

Star huffed and stalked behind him. “I thought you said you do not like to touch in there? It’s too hot.”

Rictor turned to look at him, and pressed a lingering kiss against his lips. “I like you more than the truck, unfortunately, so I’m just going to have to deal.”

“Be careful what you wish for, Julio,” Star bared his teeth in a predatory grin.

And Rictor just laughed. “Sorry, amigo, the last time you said that I wasn’t sorry…and then I had you up in me and the world was a happy place.”

Star just shook his head as they approached their ride. “And I promise you won’t complain this time either.”

Rictor smirked and climbed inside. “Like I ever would.”
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