Pool

@[B] Sung Joon ( haha okay. )

Jackson smiled softly as he returned every one of the pecks to his lips by the other male. His hands slowly roamed up and down Sung Joon's waist, just lightly, soothingly in a way. At the other's words, Jackson's grin widened a bit, and he pressed a kiss to the other male's reddening cheek. "Of course Joon," He said lightly. He remembered the other saying earlier that he didn't bottom, he wondered if this would be his first time, he'd find out soon he supposed. He led the other male out of the pool.

@[M] Jackson {lol I was wondering the same. Jackson can do it though }

Sung Joon's bright grin was unmistakable as he heard the words from Jackson's mouth. He planted a few more small pecks on Jackson's lips, his hands placed lightly on the man's chest. He blushed as he began to speak. "Can we go upstairs? I'd rather not let anyone passing by listen to me get deflowered." He laughed in embarrassment, his cheeks burning as he subtly hinted that Jackson could top. He was pretty sure the other would wreck him judging from the size of his manhood and he was pretty prepared for it. There was no avoiding the pain.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson let out another light groan into the heated kiss as he felt his held in Sung Joon's hands. Their lips moved together in perfect sync, seemingly devouring each other hungrily, that's what it was like. Jackson loved Sung Joon's lips, that was for sure. He loved how they seemed to know just how to respond to his own. Jackson's lips slowly disconnected from the ravenous kiss as he looked to Sung Joon's eyes. "You can have me," He said, voice coming out in a soft, but sensual whisper.

( just to clarify, who's topping? )

@[M] Jackson Sung Joon's hips responded in kind when he felt the movement of Jackson's pelvis against his own. He detached Jackson from the wall just enough to slip both hands behind and cup his plump cheeks. He slowly massaged the soft globes in circular motions as they kissed. He never really liked kissing because no one was ever good at it but this, this was a completely different level of kissing. It was passionate and messy and incredibly y all in the same breath. "I want you so badly," he gasped, voice as delicate as a dandelion in the wind.

@[B] Sung Joon ( haha that happens to me all the time. )

Jackson let out a low groan in pleasure as Sung Joon marked up his neck and chest, covering him with hickeys. He was letting out soft, pleasured moans as the other male pumped his , it wasn't long before he was hard, as all the love bites and such had contributed to his . Jackson's hands d Sung Joon's before sliding down to his pale thighs and gripping them, to see if they were sensitive, before one hand slipped down the back of his boxers, and one down the front, grasping Sung Joon's in his hands. He hummed softly as their lips reconnected, kissing Sung Joon wantingly, enjoying the feel of the other's hands running through his hair. He stepped back so that his back was against the pool wall, absolutely adoring the feeling of the other's body pressed against his own. He been pumping Sung Joon's in his hand a bit now and he could feel him becoming hard. He slipped his hand up out of Sung Joon's boxers and began to slowly grind his hips against he other male's.

@[M] Jackson {lol i was sitting here waiting for replies and kept checking then i realized i was the one that didn't reply -_- }

"Shut up," he murmured, no malice in those words whatsoever. He moved his lips to Jackson's neck, leaving kisses all along its warm expanse. One of his hands had already wrapped itself around Jackson's . He worked the thick muscle until it was standing at attention, his lips preoccupied with planting kisses and hickeys on Jackson's chest. When he was satisfied with his reddened bits of artwork scattered across Jackson's skin, his returned his lips to their rightful place: attached to the other's. His hands slid up and down the man's body, admiring every curve as they traveled to the head of blonde hair he'd been longing to touch. He grasped a handful of the silky locks, getting slightly rougher with the male. Sung Joon moved Jackson back, trapping his body between the tiled wall of the pool and himself. The kiss was increasingly messy as Sung Joon got dirtier. His was aching and something needed to be done about it very soon.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson could see the desire in Sung Joon's eyes. That very same desire was reflected in his own eyes as he looked to the other male. He was glad that in response to his question, Sung Joon's body was immediately pressed against his own, as we're his lips. Their lips danced together, hungrily, needily, and Jackson let out a barely audible groan against the other's lips as his boxers were quickly invaded by Sung Joon's hand. "Needy I see.." Jackson teased quietly against the other's lips. One of his hands slipped around to Sung Joon's .

@[M] Jackson He didn't even have to ask. The moment his hand touched Sung Joon's hip, the man had melted into a little puddle of desire. It was amazing how that small gesture had Sung Joon's senses on fire. Jackson had just finished asking for a kiss when Sung Joon's lips and body were placed against his. He let out a soft moan, his hands pushing down Jackson's boxers impatiently. Knowing Jackson, this wasn't moving too fast.

@[B] Sung Joon "Hmm well than I'll be sure to ask plenty more questions," Jackson replied lightly with a soft smile. His eyes wandered over the other male's mody, not judgingly, curiously almost. The other was thin at the stomach, and just slightly toned, in all the right places though, like that v which Jackson's eyes had no trouble finding. As Sung Joon stepped a bit closer, Jackson's hand moved to the other male's hip, resting on it lightly just like it had at the bar. "Another question, Sung Joon. May I kiss you?" Jackson asked, a light grin on his face as he tilted his head just a tad, as was habit of his.

@[M] Jackson "I talk a lot more with you. It's not even that I have more to say; you just ask the right questions, I guess." It wasn't s bad thing; he wasn't used to saying anything and everything he wanted to this extent. It was quite refreshing. He noticed the other took a step towards him and he did the same. Their proximity was enough to turn him on. Jackson's body was fit and toned from years of fencing no doubt. Sung Joon's muscles weren't nearly as prominent. He was lean, with subtle features. The most exaggerated part was his well toned V. It was pretty obvious he used his hips a lot.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson smiled just slightly at the other's comment. "Maybe we should," He replied with a light hum as he swam around the warm pool a bit, twirling around underwater before coming up and once again pushing the wet bangs off of his forehead. Jackson nodded a bit as Sung Joon spoke. "You don't, really, but it's not a bad kind of nonsense," Jackson replied simply. "Different how?" Jackson asked with a slight tilt of his head before he stepped just a bit closer to him. Those lips.. It was if they were taunting him really, just so enticing.

@[M] Jackson "We should drink more. I'm not nearly drunk enough," Sung Joon commented, floating on his back. The water was pleasantly warm and he didn't want to leave just yet despite his desire for alcohol. He wondered what Jackson was thinking. He'd never really cared about what anyone else thought, frankly, he could give a less about whatever everyone else thought. He kind of wanted to kiss him again. He felt good in Jackson's arms. It wasn't just the alcohol. In fact, he wished that he wasn't drunk just so he could assure himself that the things he was feeling were real. He sighed, feeling like his thinking was too erratic for his own good. First he wanted to drink then he didn't want to drink. He ceased his floating and planted his feet on the bottom of the pool. He looked at Jackson and said, "I know I probably don't make sense. I don't usually speak aloud everything I'm thinking. But, you make me different for some reason."

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson smiled, just slightly as the topic was set back to aliens. Sung Joon was a little bit all over the place, and Jackson didn't mind it. It just made the other male more intriguing. Almost as intriguing as it was to Jackson that the two had kissed so needily just a few minutes ago, and now here they were, swimming and talking about aliens. "That sounds like some pretty freaky .." Jackson said with a little nod. "Yeah, we leave them alone, they leave us alone, it sounds like a great plan to me," Jackson said with a light chuckle.

@[M] Jackson "Yeah," Sung Joon agreed. He'd finally found his 'off' button and was back to being quiet. He raked his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes. He yawned, suddenly feeling very tired. He didn't mention this though because they had just gotten there. He didn't want to ruin the mood more than he already had. He figured the quickest way to change the subject would be to go back to aliens. "I saw this movie called the 4th Kind and it freaked me out. It was some split screen type of where they put the real footage of people being abducted on the left and the reenactment on the right. The real footage though was ed up 90% of the time. Either way, that looked like it hurt. I'd never wanna be abducted. We should just stop looking for aliens because they obviously don't want to be found."

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson popped up for air as soon as he slid all the way under, pushing his blonde hair back, out of his eyes. He looked to the other male as he spoke, continuing to explain. Jackson could tell, Jackson could tell just how much Sung Joon had cared about Byunghee. He could see it in his eyes. He wasn't sure why the other male was telling him all this in all honesty, but he didn't mind it. He liked it. He liked that Sung Joon was so open with him that after a day of the two meeting he would tell him something like that, whether it was the alcohol talking or not, Jackson didn't know. "A lot of people in this world are just snooty rich bastards, absolute heads and nobody will ever know, but there's not a thing we can do about it, even if we hate them to death," Jackson replied simply with a light shrug.

@[M] Jackson Sung Joon held his breath, hoping that maybe if he passed out he wouldn't have to see the look of pity on Jackson's face. He knew it'd be there. It was on everyone's face when they found out his best friend died. They treated him like he was fragile and it killed Sung Joon because he had no choice but to act fragile when everyone treated him as such. Only a few people knew the whole story about around Byunghee's death, many of which were actually there, others had heard from the horse's mouth, and any others with even an inkling were told the bare basics. Byunghee was dead. That's it. When he began running out of air he pushed himself towards the surface, kicking until he broke through the top of the rippling water. He inhaled sharply, wiping at his face. He felt kind of better after that but words just wanted to keep spilling out in front of Jackson. "They put a picture of him in the school's trophy case," he said, looking at the other with a tiny, indifferent smile. He looked as if a bad taste was left in his mouth after that confession. "Those snooty rich bastards didn't give a about any of us. They did it to look good. 'He was a student here; better pretend we care although half of us didn't know his name and the ones who did were the cause of his death in their own little ways.' ing heads." He wasn't smiling anymore. He stared down at the water. 'Why can't I shut the up?' he wondered. 'Stop telling him . He doesn't know you. You don't know him.'

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson listened to Sung Joon curiously as he explained how he didn't know what he believed. It only made sense really, how could you know what you believe when we live in a world when there's someone who believes in just about everything. It's confusing, its stressful. So it seemed, Sung Joon had just avoided that, he'd decided to believe in nothing. He noticed how Sung Joon's face changed a little bit as he explained the situation with his mother, and with Byunghee. He'd noticed just how much reverence the other had used with that name. "I'm very sorry Joon, about Byunghee," Was all Jackson said in reply, softly. That was all he could say to that really. "Don't be sorry, its okay," He said with a light shake of his head as he turned to face Sung Joon. He watched as Sung Joon tossed himself into the pool. It was clear the story Sung Joon had told wasn't one he loved to tell, he could tell it had set something off in the other male, brought back some memory he loathed to remember. Jackson slipped into the pool, not as abruptly as Sung Joon though. Just slowly, and then all at once.

@[M] Jackson He shrugged. "I don't know what I believe," he answered honestly. "That goes for more than just aliens. For everything. I don't believe and I don't doubt the existence of all the things that I currently can't see or understand. Everyone always makes a fuss when I say I don't have anything I believe in." He chuckled slightly but there was no humor in it. "I got in a lot of trouble the day Byunghee died and even though I told my mom that I wasn't involved in any way and that I showed up at the end, she had a hard time believing me. She said, 'I would ask you to swear on the Bible but what good is that? There's nothing you believe in, nothing you hold sacred.'" He paused his story there, just remembering the look on her face while she chewed him out. "It was the only time she ever raised her voice at me like that. She was scared that our little crew was into some gang and that we'd all start dropping like flies one after the other. She didn't want me to be next." He looked over at Jackson. "That didn't have anything to really do with aliens. Sorry." He smiled but it quickly disappeared. Maybe it was the alcohol or the atmosphere but he started thinking a little too much. It made him uncomfortable. He just wanted to roll into a ball and disappear. He longed to be alone in that moment and maybe that was why he never went to the pool with anyone else. After a few beats of silence, he sat up and pushed himself into the pool, letting the water close in over his head and drag him down into its depths.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson sat down beside Sung Joon, humming contentedly at the feeling of the warming water on his feet. "To some extent, you?" Jackson asked, tilting his head a bit as he lie back as well, looking up to the dark night sky, it was so calm and peaceful, the sky. Nothing could bother it, it was much too far away.

@[M] Jackson Sung Joon moved to sit by the edge, dipping his feet into the water. He submerged his legs up to the knee and sat there swishing the water around quietly. He'd get in when it was warmer. For now, he just wanted to rest. He laid back, tucking his hands beneath his head as he stared upwards blankly. "Do you believe in aliens?" he asked.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson smiled as the clear blue pool came into sight, the clear blue empty pool. It was a beautiful pool, that somehow still sparkled though the sun had set from the sky. Jackson hadn't been in a pool in years, but he loved pools. He just hadn't get the chance lately, really. As Sung Joon began to strip, Jackson quickly took the hint, not needing to hear anything else before he slipped his own shirt off from over his head with ease. He hadn't ever really been shy at all actually, so he didn't even hesitate. And before he knew it, he, like Sung Joon, was left in boxers. He smiled lightly to the other as the towel was draped over his shoulders.

@[M] Jackson Sung Joon excitedly took Jackson towards the pool, knowing no one would be there especially at this time of night. It was quite unusual how no one frequented this place. It was beautiful. He stopped at the edge of the glistening blue water and began taking his clothes off, placing everything to the side. He looked back at Jackson, waiting to see if he'd do the same. "Don't worry. No one ever comes here. There's no need to be shy." Once he was stripped down to his boxers, the man went over to the shelf of fluffy white towels and grabbed two. While he was there, he turned the pool heater on, turning it up to 75 degrees Farenheit. He circled around the pool to where Jackson was and draped the towel over the other's shoulder with a smile.