Dan never thought he would be the type of gay to check out cute, wet boys at work while absentmindedly picking at his sparkly nail polish but here we are. To be honest, the reason he took this job was because he needed the money and he thought, being a pool boy working in the middle of October, he wouldn’t have to see many people.
He was sort of right on that account. No one went swimming in the middle of fall. Except, apparently, lanky pale boys with the kind of blue eyes which, in Dan’s humble gay opinion, should be illegal.
In fact, after a few minutes of watching him, Dan was almost positive the guy was trying to mess with him. He never looked at Dan, but the way he stripped off his thin, white shirt oh so slowly, revealing just a little sliver of pale skin at a time; his giggles with just a little bit of his tongue poking out at the end; how he flipped his dark hair to the side when he surfaced.
But he couldn’t be sure, not until the boy pulled himself onto the edge of the pool, his skin still glistening with pool water. At this point, Dan actually fell a little bit, causing the leaf skimmer he had been leaning against to clatter to the ground.
“Fu–” Dan almost cursed, managing to catch himself, but as he swept his hair out of his eyes, glancing over at the boy, he saw him eyeing Dan, the most irritatingly adorable smirk curling his lips.
Well then, he thought. Two can play that game.
Which explains why it became necessary for Dan to clean the pool shirtless while adjusting his curls as much as possible.
The dark haired boy’s blue eyes fixed on Dan. The pool was completely empty other than them; it made sense considering how strange a season it was to go swimming, and the tension was rising.
Then Dan decided to try to reach some leaves on the other side of the pool, which obviously required him to lean way over stretching with the leaf skimmer, coincidentally giving the boy a very good view of how cute his ass looked in his swim trunks.
But the real last straw was when he slipped a little and ended up landing in the shallow end of the pool. The second the cold water touched his bare skin he let out a high pitched sound of surprise which he easily turned into a breathy moan, closing his eyes.
There was a loud splash and they flew open to see the boy standing right in front of him and he looked absolutely gorgeous, eyes all dark and lips flushed.
Without hesitating at all, he pressed his lips against Dan’s, his hands gripping his waist. Dan instantly melted into the kiss, his arms going around the boy’s neck and pulling him closer.
When they finally pulled apart, the boy biting Dan’s bottom lip as he did so, he was breathless.
“Did you think that was funny?” the boy asked, his voice just a little bit northern and husky as hell. It gave Dan shivers.
“A little bit, yeah,” he replied cheekily with a smirk of his own.
“Naughty boy,” he murmured, leaning in to nip at Dan’s neck, who moaned breathily. “What’s your name?”
“D-Daniel,” he replied, leaning his head back to give the boy better access.
The boy pulled away, laughing a little at Dan’s pout.
“Daniel, my flirty little pool boy,” he teased, pulling on one of Dan’s curls before getting out of the water. Dan scrambled to follow as the boy toweled off, pulling his shirt over his head.
“Wait!” he protested, running after the boy, who stopped just before he slipped out the gate. “What’s your name?”
The boy smirked again. “My name’s Phil, angel. I’ll be back next week.” And with a single kiss to the tip of Dan’s nose he was gone.
Huh. Maybe being a pool boy wasn’t so bad after all.