Public Displays of Affection

AN: This story is really just an excuse for boys to do dirty things in interesting places. Hehe. It was supposed to be a one shot too but there were so many things that I couldn’t fit in to the story. Like the fact that they’re in Cuba for Jared’s sister’s wedding and the fact that the dinner’s about to start. Also, after I’d finished writing this the boys apparently weren’t done and they just kept writing things out in my head. Important plot things and relationship things and now I’m not so sure anymore.

PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION

It wasn’t that Travis was gay. Hell no. It was just that he was horny. And, well, being horny alone was never as fun as it was when you were with someone, and right now he was with Jared. Jared who was kind of girly to begin with anyway.

You know; the type of pretty, smooth-skinned boy that all the little girls flocked to. The kind who only had to shave once a month and still looked pretty damn flawless. The kind who had that soft look to him no matter how much he worked out. The kind who was looking unnecessarily shocked at Travis’ suggestion.

“What?” he asked feeling suddenly self conscious.

Jared spluttered for a moment before finally forming words.

“You just asked me if I wanted ‘to come jerk off’ with you!” his voice came out a little high pitched and Travis held back a bit of a snort.

Shrugging, he walked to one of the balcony chairs, slipping into it with his drink and taking a sip.

“There’s nothing to do.” When Jared only stared at him with that same shocked expression he sighed. “It’s not like we’re gonna touch each other,” he said. “We’ll just be in the same room.”

The colour rushed back into Jared’s face turning him instantly red, all the colour showing in his pale skin. Man, he really liked Jared half of the time, but he could be such a prude… also he needed a tan.

“Look you don’t have to do it if you don’t want. It was just a suggestion.”

“Do you suggest that to all your guy friends?”

Travis couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

“Look,” he started. “All you had to do was say no. Its not that big a deal.”

Then, feeling particularly annoyed, he leaned back, setting his drink down on the arm of the chair and began to unbutton his white shorts.

He expected the strangled gasp a little sooner.

“What are you doing?!” Jared demanded.

Like he said. Jared was a prude.

“What does it look like?” he asked.

A soft breeze rustled Travis’ dark hair, drawing his eyes out to the water. Their room was practically on the beach, the sun was out, there weren’t too many people as it was a weekday but the few girls he saw sunbathing in bikini’s looked pretty hot from here. If none of this atmosphere was turning Jared on then he wasn’t human.

Unless it was weird for a beach to turn Travis on so much.

He shrugged and pulled his zipper down the rest of the way.

His friend had ceased his bitching but Travis didn’t really want him to stick around anymore. Anyway Jared would be happier if he just fucked off before he got too offended.

He looked up at the brunette intending to tell him just that but stopped short.

Jared’s eyes were fixed on him. Well not on him but on parts of him. Travis could see his shallow breathing from here.

Surprised, he suddenly wasn’t sure what to do. He had wanted to freak Jared out just to annoy him but instead he seemed really into this idea.

Shit. Jerking off for a guy might make things weird. Sure, jerking off with another guy in the room might not be too different but it wasn’t like you paid attention to each other, you just… it was hard to explain… like you just got to know them a bit better. But now….

He slid his hand subconsciously against his boxers and Jared’s breath hitched. The sound made Travis’ cock twitch a little.

Hell, sometimes he just like being watched.

He stuck his hand fully into his shorts, squeezing himself through the fabric, rubbing little circles until the jean suddenly felt too tight.

His fingers trembling a little he lifted up, wriggling out of the confining clothes and letting it fall around his ankles before settling back in. He looked up at Jared. His pretty green eyes were so dilated that he almost looked like he had just taken something.

“Sit down,” he ordered and Jer dropped into the seat next to him as though his knees had just buckled.

Fixing his eyes on his friend’s enraptured expression he slid his hand fully into his boxers, squeezing his cock. A little moan escaped him as he began to stroke himself.

He didn’t feel like dragging this out. He wanted to come hard
and fast and for some reason get this over with because as much as his body was buzzing from the hungry look in Jared’s eyes he was still kind of weirded out by it all.

Shoving those thoughts hard away he began to run the calloused tip of his thumb over his head as he jerked it. That always did him in.

Soon his hips were jerking involuntarily into his fist, the chair creaking under him making him wonder vaguely if it was about to break, but he didn’t care even if it did. Short desperate gasps were escaping his lips.

He didn’t get it, normally he was so quiet but somehow the presence of another person, someone fixated on him, made it impossible to hold back.

Jared licked his lips and Travis found himself mirroring the action before looking down at himself.

He didn’t know why he had left the green boxers on. It was almost more provocative the way his pink tip kept peeking out of the top, slick with precum as he fucked his fist. He inhaled sharply at the image realizing that this was what Jared was watching. He was seeing all of this, the way Travis’ hips were trembling even now with the need to come. Jared was seeing all of this.

His head fell back with a soft moan, his eyes squeezing shut as he continued to fist fuck himself.

“Jesus,” Jared choked. It was the first word to leave his mouth and it sounded strangled and so turned on that Travis’ hips bucked a little.

When he opened his eyes, fixing them on his friend, he was unnerved to realize that Jared was looking away. Was it too much
for him? Was he going to leave?

But there was no point in doing this if he wasn’t watching.

“Look at me,” he demanded. The desperation in his voice was
evident and it brought Jared’s eyes to his at once, the hungry look in his eyes amplified tenfold and glued to Travis’ as though he couldn’t look away now. The green of his iris’ were barely visible and strangely bright, his lips parted, breaths coming in short gasps almost like he was being pleasured himself. And they were nice lips.

Full and wide, perfect for swallowing a nice hard cock. The image shot into Travis’ mind so clearly as his hips jerked spastically against his fist that he was caught a little off guard. His head fell back with an embarrassingly loud groan and he came jerkily all over his brand new shirt, his hips twitching into his fist until every last drop spilled out of him.

For a minute he lay still, trying to catch his breath, trying not
to think about what had just happened.

It wasn’t a big deal, really, he reasoned. He got off being watched, not being with guys.

Finally his eyes drifted open and he found that Jared was still watching him. His mouth was closed now, his breathing a bit more even but his eyes were still hungrily tracing over Jared. He was trying to make it look casual, but the way he was eying the jizz on Travis’ stomach gave him away. That and Travis could see his hands shaking from here.

He wondered vaguely why Jared hadn’t touched him. Not once, and he had probably wanted to. Hell, in that situation most people would have, but again, Travis’ reminded himself, Jared was a prude.

He swallowed and looked at Travis now, his mouth opening and closing kind of like a fish as he struggled to find something to say.

Travis decided to help him by blurting the first thing that came to mind.

“So you’re gay, huh?”

Okay, maybe he shouldn’t try to help people anymore.

Jared’s jaw dropped.

“You’re the one who jerked off!” he finally shouted.

After so much silence from the brunette the volume of his voice made Travis wince.

“Yeah,” he said slowly. True, he had been but… “But I did it for you.”

Travis flushed instantly at the remark, his hands drifting up to massage his temples.

“Oh, how kind of you,” he muttered.

Travis ignored the sarcasm.

“Don’t mention it.”

He grinned lazily and began to undo the buttons of his shirt.

Only when he dropped the soiled garment next to his shorts did he realize that Jared was staring.

That didn’t surprise him too much. A lot of people stared when he was topless. Not that he was bragging, it didn’t come naturally. He spent a lot of time obsessing over his body, working out with just the right exercises for the firm, toned muscles to compliment his figure. And since he did work so hard for it, showing it off was something he wasn’t afraid to do.

Even so, he grinned up at Jared lasciviously.

“I don’t think I can go for another round just yet,” he said.

“At least give me a couple minutes.”

For a moment Jared did the fish thing again and then he just turned and fled back into the room.

Travis could only assume he had to take care of the erection no doubt attempting to escape from his pants.

He went into the hotel room flopping onto his back on the bed, his arms stretched out above him, waiting for Jared to finish in the washroom. He could only assume that his friend would come thinking about him. About what had just happened.

He wasn’t totally sure what he thought about that so he just shut his eyes and promptly drifted to sleep.

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AN: thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think and if you would like to read more, that would really help^^