Perfect Can't Endure - 1. Saturday

Sorry, the first chapter's kinda short
I didn't really plan this as the start of a new book XD Thanks for putting up with it!

Morning found us lying together, closer than when we’d gone to sleep. Asher had rolled over, and I’d shifted sideways, so he was now pressed against my side. I looked over at him, smiling as I listened to his breath as he slept. I kissed him gently on the lips, and his eyes opened wide.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” I said, grinning.

He seemed to remember last night, and he grinned back.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long now,” I told him.

He leaned forward and kissed me, until he suddenly burst out laughing.

“I kissed your ass!” he said, and I started laughing too.

“I forgot about that,” I said, giggling. “Yours was so nice,” I told him dreamily.

“Your ass is so perfect,” he told me, smiling as he remembered.

“You can touch it again,” I whispered, “If you want…”

He grinned, and slid his hand down my back to feel my ass gently through my boxers. He rubbed it, and I moaned, loving the feeling of his hands on me. He kissed me and smiled, letting go of my ass before we became uncomfortable. We packed up the tent, turning away from each other while we changed, still too self-conscious to be naked in front of each other. When we were done, we loaded the bags onto our backs and began to hike. I took so many pictures that even I didn’t know what to do with them. We kissed at every opportunity, and I captured many of our kisses with my camera. We reached the top of the hill we’d been climbing, but there was no convenient water source, so we moved on after taking some pictures.

We eventually stopped at the bottom of the hill, on the other side from where we’d started, and camped next to a beach. There was an island three quarters of a kilometer off shore, and we decided to swim over tomorrow morning. Today, we didn’t have enough time. There was maybe an hour until sunset, and we were going to use the daylight better than that. We walked into the water, enjoying the sand on our feet, and enjoyed our first swim as a couple.

We dove under to see how deep the bottom was, but it was only twenty feet, so we began kissing as we floated back up. I clasped my hands behind Asher’s neck, and his hands met just above the rise of my ass. We held each other while we kissed, leaving a bit of space between us for modesty’s sake. We broke the surface, and we split apart so we could escape Bear. We played with him for the next hour, only stopping to sit on the beach when the sun began to set. I took plenty of pictures, but I set down my camera to watch the sun setting over the bay with him. We ended up paying more attention to each other than we did to the sunset, but neither of us cared.

When the sunset was over, Asher swam out into the water again while I lay on the beach, my head resting on the sand and my body in the water. I watched him playing with Bear for a few minutes, and then he swam towards me.

“Go away,” I warned, rolling onto my stomach to hide my erection.

I could practically hear Asher’s grin spreading across his face as he swam closer. “You can’t just ask me to go away and then show me your beautiful ass,” he said, and I felt his chest against the backs of my legs as he swam overtop of me. He stopped while he was still in the water, but it was still closer than we’d ever been before.

“You’re not helping me control this boner,” I said, but he could hear that I didn’t mind.

I felt him give my ass a kiss, and then he rolled off me and climbed up beside me, lying down on his stomach next to me.

“There,” he said. “Now you’re not the only one with that problem.”

“Why’re you so frisky today?” I asked, grinning at him.

“It’s my first day with my boyfriend,” he said, grinning back. “And seeing you lying there shirtless was driving me crazy.”

I grinned. “You know, I still keep thinking I’m going to wake up any time now. Every time you compliment me makes it worse. This can’t possibly be real.”

Asher laughed. “I know exactly what you mean,” he said. “I’d convinced myself that I could look but never touch, and then all my dreams came true,” he told me.

I smiled, flattered. “I’m still somewhat off-limits,” I told him, grinning.

“I know,” he said, “but I wouldn’t be comfortable with any of that yet either, so as far as I’m concerned I don’t need to hold back.”

I smiled. “It’s a good thing we’re both such pathetic virgins,” I joked.

“Hopefully not for long,” he said, smiling back.

I nodded eagerly, and we decided to wash all the sand off before going to bed. We swam back out into the lake, and moved far enough away that we could take off our shorts without seeing each other.

“It’s funny how we’re even more self-conscious now that we’re dating,” I laughed. “Shouldn’t it be the other way around?”

Asher laughed. “Well before, I didn’t think you were interested, so it didn’t matter as much,” he rationalized. “I didn’t think you’d have a reason to glance over. Now, I’d feel like I was in a spotlight.”

“Are you decent again?” I asked, ignoring his explanation for a minute.

“Yeah,” he said, and I swam over to him.

“I know exactly what you mean,” I told him seriously. “About the spotlight and everything. But I want to get more comfortable with it, if that’s OK with you.”

“How comfortable do you mean?” he asked, looking a bit nervous.

“I don’t want to push our boundaries, but I want to get more used to being near you,” I told him.

“You mean like cuddling?” he asked, delighted.

I nodded, grinning. “I think it’ll get us used to being near each other,” I said.

“Did you really need to come up with a logical reason to get your boyfriend to cuddle with you?” Asher asked, grinning.

I laughed. “No, but I wanted an excuse to cuddle all the time,” I told him.

He grinned. “You don’t need an excuse to do that,” he told me. “I’m your boyfriend.”

We both loved when he said that, and he knew it.

“Let’s go to bed,” I suggested, grinning.

“You’re tired?” he said, surprised.

“No,” I told him. “I just want to cuddle in our boxers.”

He grinned. “Sounds good,” he told me, and we walked over to the tent. We watched each other as we stripped, and I knew it wasn’t just me that was hiding a bulge in my boxers. We got into the tent, and lay in our makeshift bed, trying to find a comfortable position. I lay on my back, and Asher pressed against me, resting his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his back gently, enjoying the feel of his muscles just beneath his soft skin. I kissed him on the forehead, and could feel that the red in my face matched his. We felt a little bit uncomfortable, but we were soon distracted by each other. Asher began stroking my chest, and it felt really, really good.

“Mmm,” I sighed. “I could get used to this.”

Asher nodded. “It feels really good, but I’m a little bit uncomfortable,” he said.

I nodded sadly. “Me too,” I said. “It feels like I’m going too far.”

Asher sighed, sad that we couldn’t keep going, but relieved that he wasn’t holding me back, and we stopped caressing each other. We stayed in the same position, though, and Asher soon fell asleep.

I’m so happy that we’re together, I thought, gently kissing Asher’s forehead one last time before I drifted off.

Sorry, the first chapter's kinda short
I didn't really plan this as the start of a new book XD Thanks for putting up with it!