One Of The Guys

"Come on Little Hurricane, follow me"
"Aren't we going to change out of our stage clothes?" I asked, making reference to the copious amount of leather and black war paint smudged all over our bodies.
"No, that'll take too long. If we do that we might miss it" he pulled my arm, leading me away from the stages and through the camp.
"Miss what?" I pressed, curious.
"All in good time, Little Hurricane" he smiled back at me.
We flew through camp, the sun just starting to get low, casting an orange tone over Andy's perfectly chiselled face. As he held my hand and led me to the mysterious date location I watched him in all his beauty. Every so often he'd smile, showing his perfectly straight, snow white teeth, surrounded by plump pierced lips. He hadn't cut his hair since the first time we met some 9-10 months ago, it was almost shoulder length now. His blue eyes were surrounded with smudged black eyeliner, and he wore his trademark black line under his eyes, across his face stretching from one ear to the other.
I couldn't help but feel inferior next to him. He was perfect, and I was, well, not so perfect. My war paint never looked as good as his, tonight I wore two black horizontal lines under my eye, stretching from my cheekbone to right under the middle of my eye. My hair always seemed to disobey me, falling flat after a sweaty show. My eyes were nothing special, [eye colour] and dull. Andy was so perfect and I was just me.
Finally it seemed we had reached our destination. About 5mins outside camp was an old abandoned mansion. Three stories tall with at least eight boarded up windows at the front.
"Woah" I exclaimed.
"I found this walking around the other day before the party. Cool isn't it?"
Some of the walls were beginning to crumble, and ivy surrounded the front door. Andy released my hand and lightly jogged to the side of the huge house. I couldn't see very well, but it looked like he was beginning to climb.
"Where are you going?" I laughed at him
"Just follow me" he called back.
I laughed silently to myself and jogged to join him. He reached out his hand for me and helped me climb. Once I got confidence in my climbing abilities he raced on ahead of me, making it all the way to the roof. It took a while, but finally I reached the top. Andy offered me his hand again and pulled me up onto the roof.
He sat on the edge, legs hanging off the front of the building. I joined him and sat close to him.
The mansion was situated at the top of a hill and the view from the roof was spectacular. You could practically see the whole city and it suddenly became clear to me why Andy wanted to get here so quickly, what he was afraid we were going to miss. The sun was just beginning to set over the city and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The city was transformed into a world of orange, red and purple
"Wow" I said, looking out at the sunset.
"Yeah, Wow" said Andy looking at me.
We sat there in silence until it was over, taking it all in. Occasionally, Andy would weave his fingers through mine, or rest his hand on my thigh. It was wonderful, and beautiful, and over all too soon. The last piece of sunlight faded behind a tall building, leaving Andy and I in the dark.
"Thank you for bringing me here" I said once it was all over.
"I thought you'd like it" Andy said smoothly.
"So what's up next Tornado?" I asked enthusiastically.
"I was hoping you'd ask that" he stood up from the edge of the roof, took my hand and pulled me to stand.
"Follow me"
*
"Andy, I don't think we're allowed to be here" I said nervously as Andy climbed the locked gates of the public swimming pool.
"Of course we're allowed, it's for the public! Are we part of the public?" he asked.
I chewed on my lips as I pondered what trouble we could get into, sneaking in after hours.
Fuck it, what harm could it do?
I scaled the gates and joined Andy on the other side.
"If we get sent to jail on our first date I will kill you" I joked.
Andy laughed and took my hand again.
"What's the plan Tornado? What are we doing here?" I asked.
Without warning Andy picked me up and ran, heading towards the pool.
"Andy!" I screamed.
Too late, suddenly the world around me became liquid. Bubbles surrounded us and floated to the sparking surface. Separated from Andy, I kicked off the ground and came up for air. I took a deep breath and began to laugh. Andy surfaced just seconds after I did.
"Andy are you crazy?" I laughed.
His hair was dripping wet, hanging over his beautiful face which was now smeared and streaky with his warpaint which the water had taken control of. He swam towards me laughing, then picked my weightless body up, I wrapped my legs around his slim waist.
"You should have seen your face" he laughed.
"You should see your face now" I jested back at him "I knew we should have taken off our makeup, I look crazy" I didn't even want to imagine what my watered down warpaint looked like.
"I think you look hot" Andy said as he began to kiss my neck.
"Well, I think you're blind" breathlessly I replied.
"Nuh-uh" he mumbled, nibbling on my ear.
"Andy.."
"Mmm?"
"Andy, we’re in a swimming pool” I said as he continued to kiss my neck with those perfect lips. I could feel the metal from his piercing I was that sensitive.
“I am well aware of that Little Hurricane” his lips departed my neck and found my lips. He kissed me softly at first, still bobbing around in the water with my legs wrapped around him.
“Don’t you think we could find a more, private place?” I asked between kisses.
“What’s more private than a deserted swimming pool in the middle of the night?” he asked.
There was no more talking after that. He shut me up with a passionate kiss, pulling on my wet hair. We made our way over to the edge of the pool, where he lifted me up to sit on the edge. He pulled off my tight, wet jeans and they floated away on the surface of the water. He began softly kissing my legs, starting at my knee and slowly moving upwards, to my thigh, my inner thigh, my groin. I moaned softly. He removed my panties, which were wet both from the pool and Andy’s kisses. He kissed my outer lips, teasing me, before slowly pushing his tongue inside me. My hand went to his wet hair as I moaned quietly. He flicked his tongue up and down over my clit, then sucked on it ever so softly.
I leaned down to kiss him again, tasting myself in his mouth. He fumbled with his belt under the water. Trying to remove skin-tight jeans in a pool was a difficult task. I giggled and slipped back into the water. With one deep breath I put my head under. I was greeted by a blurred vision of Andy’s crotch. I pulled at his belt, opening it, then opened his zipper too. I came back up for air. I could hardly get any before Andy kissed me, this time more deeply. He undid the rest of his jeans and awkwardly pulled them off, they floated to the surface to join mine.
I wrapped my legs around him again, although this time, his large package entered me under the water. I let out a breathy moan. The water made me weightless, so it was easy for him to hold me like this while he thrust in and out of me. The water splashed around us as he gained pace. I kissed his neck from the bottom of his feather tattoo, to the top. His deep voice moaned softly in my ear. He picked up the pace again, well, as fast as you can go underwater. I felt a tightness growing inside of me and my moans grew louder.
“Shhhh Little Hurricane, we don’t want to call too much attention to ourselves” Andy whispered.
I tried to be quiet, I really did, but Andy knew my body too well and pleasured me just how I liked it. He knew he was driving me crazy. I think he enjoyed watching me trying to stifle my moans.
His thrusts began to get deeper. His increasing groans told me he wasn’t too far away from finishing. I pulled his wet hair on the back of his head and bit and sucked on his neck. One of his hands left my waist where he was holding me and made its way down, under the water to play with my clit. The water slowed Andy’s hand movements, making them more sensual. He kissed me and I moaned against his lips.
“Tell me when you’re going to cum” he said huskily through the kiss.
“What? Why?” I asked breathlessly, half moaning it.
“Shhhh.. Just do it” he groaned.
He kissed me forcefully, pulling me closer into his body, slamming into me hard. I moaned out loud. He thrust again, again, again, againagainagainAGAIN. I screamed out in pleasure.
“Ohh.. Ohhhhh Andy.. Andy I’m gonna..” the rest of my sentence was a mixture of screaming and moaning.
I felt myself clenching around him, I was on the edge. Suddenly, Andy spoke;
“Hold your breath”
I was already holding my breath, anticipating the orgasm, but Andy pulling me under the water still came as a surprise. As we were under the water, he kissed me and thrust in one last time before my body exploded into ecstasy. Bucking under the water with Andy holding onto me, bubbles flew from my mouth as moaned. I pulled him closer and kissed him hard. As my orgasm subsided, Andy kicked off the pool floor and we rose to the surface.
I took a deep breath of the cold, fresh air as I still felt the aftershocks of my orgasm. I looked into Andy’s blue eyes and couldn’t help but giggle and kiss him.
“My Tornado” I smiled.
He smiled back at me, then kissed me and pulled us under the water once again.

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