As promised guys! Watermech smut!!!!!
As Robert heads back inside the building after grabbing some air he can hear something coming from the janitor room. Curious on what could be happening he goes over to take a peek, finding the door slightly ajar.
Inside all he finds is a sad waterboy curled into a bucket eating cantalope.
“Those- they make fun of my issue- my stutter.”
“ I don’t think it’s a stutter.”
“What? - Can you not- it’s happening right- currently.”
“Well, you’re second guessing everything. You do it all the time. I don’t think you have a stutter. I think you have a confidence issue. You’re worried you’re gonna say the wrong thing, so you won’t finish a sentence.”
Waterboy stares at Robert eyes wide in shock.
Waterboy speachless just looks at Robert up and down before using all his confidence to lean in and press a chaste kiss to his lips.
Waterboy immediately realises what he’s just done and pulls back.
Robert surpirsied by Waterboys confidence can only manage to stare at him blankly.
Waterboy immediately jumps back to his panicked state. “OH MY GOSH. I am so sorry- apologies! I don’t know what think- happened right then- now! Maybe I shouls just-“
Robert cuts Waterboys panicking short by leaning back into him for another kiss. This time Waterboys melts into the kiss. Robert reaches up to cup his face to deepen the kiss while waterboy sits unknowing what to do with his hands.
“You can touch me you know.” Robert says reaching for his hand and placing it on his hip.
“Yeah I just- um don’t want to uh- get you. Well wet.” Robert didn’t realise how hard Waterboy could blush. He wondered if it went past his neck…
“It doesn’t bother me I promise. I wouldn’t have been touching you if I didn’t like that in the first place.”
“O-okay.” Waterboy murmurs.
“Can we keep going- continue please?” Waterboy says, voice barely above a whisper.
“Mhm” Robert hums as he leans in again. He cups Waterboys face again. Deepening the kiss, attempting to explore his mouth. He slides his tongue in his mouth hungry for more.
Waterboy can’t help but let a whimper fall past his lips at this. Finally he reaches to put his hands on Robert’s waist.
After making out for a bit Waterboy gets filled with need. Whining into the kisses more and slowly descending his hand towards Robert’s belt.
Waterboy breaks the kiss panting, attempting to regain his breath.
“Can- May I?” Waterboy asks hand hovering over Robert’s belt.
“Sure sweetheart. I want to see how wet that mouth really is.”
“Herm.” Waterboys says shakily.
“Ok then ‘Herm’. Get to it.”
Waterboy then finally reaches for his belt undoing it and removing it before getting to work on his pants.
“Wait. Get out of that bucket and onto your knees. Trust me it’ll be easier that way.” Robert says standing to lean against the wall.
Waterboy stumbles out of the bucket before settling on his knees bored continuing his previous task.
Herman unzips and pulls out Robert’s length grasping it in his hands. He tests a few tugs of it much to Robert’s pleasure.
“Fuuuuck Herm. Want to feel your throat.”
Herman start by putting the head into his mouth sucking and licking at it before taking him down his throat, using his hand to hold what he cannot reach.
“Holy shit- Robert gets out groaning at waterboys delicious slick heat. Hands darting out to rake through Waterboys hair.
At the contact of Robert’s hand Waterboy can’t help but moan, sending vibrations up Robert’s cock.
“Mmnn-“ Robert groans before pulling Waterboy off.
“Ok get up. I want to feel you now.”
Waterboy stands up when Robert grabs his by the collar and flips him so he is pinning waterboy against the wall now.
Roberta leans in for a kiss reaching for the zipper to his wet suit.
“Mind if I take this off?”
As Robert unzips his wetsuit he finally got to see how his blush spreads all the way down his chest. Robert takes a second to stare at him before reaching to feel his soft skin.
After Robert takes a second to admire Herman, he continues his mission removing the rest of his hero suit.
Oddly, to Robert’s surprise, Herman had no underwear or other sort of clothing on him.
“Shit Herm, you didn’t want to waste time did you?” Robert points out chuckling.
“It uh looks weird under the suit.” Herman says somehow turning a deeper shade of red.
“No that’s perfect.” Robert says tilting Herman’s chin down towards him and leans in again continuing where they left off.
Robert keeps one hand on Hermans chin and lets his other inch towards herms dick, grasping it in his palm and giving a few teasing strokes.
Herman breaks the kiss leaning his head against the wall with a groan.
“Can you fuck me please?”
Robert is taken aback by his newfound confidence. He didn’t even stutter once!
Robert obliges reaching his hand further down finger swirling around his tight hole.
“I don’t have an any lube on me so I don’t know how we should do this…” Robert says mostly to himself.
“Here.” Herman says grabbing Robert’s hand and spewing some water onto it.
Robert gives Herman a confused look.
“It works just as good.” Herm says sheepish of his decision.
“I trust you.” Rob says moving his hand back to his ass.
This time he doesn’t wait the dip in the first finger. Herman’s reaction is immediate, back arching and using his hand to poorly attempt covering his moans.
“Holy shit Herm you’re just sucking me in huh?” Pressing in another finger scissoring him open.
After working in his third finger he finally takes them all out.
Herman whines but in no time the fingers are being replaced by his cock.
They both groan at the feeling.
“Oh my god you’re so fucking tight.” Robert groans once their hips are aligned.
“Move. Please.” Herman whines.
Robert respects his wishes and begins to move.
He quickly realizes he’s not going to last long so he makes it his mission to make Herman tumble quickly before him.
He snakes one hand around his throat and the other against his hip as he sets a brutal pace, nailing Herman’s prostate with each thrust.
“O-oh my god Rob! I don’t think I can last long!” Herm exclaims gasping for air.
Robert speeds up his pace, removing the hand on his throat to tug at his angry cock.
“Cum for me Hermy. I want to see you fall apart on me.”
With that Herm tumbles over the edge, waves of pleasure crashing through his body.
Robert quickly pulls out and shoves Herman to his knees stroking his own cock at a rapid face.
“Fuck Herm I’m gonna cum. Can I shit- cum on your face?”
“Please!” Herman whines sticking out his tongue.
As if on cue Robert finally tumbles over the edge, ropes of cum painting Hermans face.
Herman attempts to lick at his lips, searching for more of Roberts seed.
“Fuck Herman you’re so beautiful. But maybe let’s get you cleaned up..”
“Yeah that’s probably a good idea.” Herman says grabbing the hand Robert offers to Herman helping to pull him off the ground.
