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[Your name is John Egbert, and you have recently joined a gym to get back into shape. You determined that if you were ever going to make yourself look decent to anyone you would have to tone your muscles and and lose your cute little baby pudge.

You have taken a wide interest in a couple of areas around the gym, mainly the cardio workouts, the weights, and the pool. There was something about going to take a swim around eight-thirty in the evening. It was usually just you and the highly attractive lifeguard- you think his name is Dave? But you aren't too sure.

On this particular night you had been thinking far too hard, and hadn't put your glasses back on quite yet before you walked back around the edge of the pool. For some reason you think this was a wonderful idea. A fantastic way to end your night. But that isn't seeming to be the case. On your walk back to the edge you trip over a pool noodle, hit your elbow and side on the edge of the pool and fall in.

The world is kind of black. There isn't much you can do.]

Comments

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You're gorgeous. There isn't any way eating a big meal right now will make you any less so.

[Which means Dave please order something good and filling. John is offering.]

[knightime]

How are you not drowning with admirers at this point is beyond me. I'm a lucky guy.

[Dave kind of just orders his usual though. Christ, Egbert. It's not like he's going to order everything just because you're offering to pay. He just wants dinner.]

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[He shrugs his shoulders, then he orders his own and pays for the both of them.]

Because I turn people down. No big deal.

[He certainly wouldn't turn Dave down though.]

[knightime]

What a heartbreaker.

[Dave just chuckles though.] Aren't I lucky. Please be gentle, I am but a young virginal maiden. I don't know better but to fall for your ways.

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John Egbert, breaking hearts before I turned five. That's definitely me.

[He carries their food to a table in one of their empty dining rooms. This was going to be the most wonderful date and no one could ever top a McDonalds date. Even if it wasn't truly the first date.]

I think you should definitely fall for my suave ways, Dave.

[knightime]

[Dave takes a seat across from John.]

I already said yes, didn't I? Doesn't that imply that I've already fallen for your dashing good looks and charming personality? Shit, what more can you ask from a guy.

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[If Dave is being 100% serious right now then John would be falling out of his booth. Because holy shit that is definitely what he wanted to happen so that perhaps they could kiss without John you know, DROWNING.]

Nothing more. Because maybe this is exactly what I wanted, and shit dude. Feels good knowing I really am that suave.

[knightime]

[Dave lets out a rather attractive snort, except it wasn't attractive at all. Wow.]

I wouldn't say you're suave, but why not? You're a cute guy and you've got a pretty solid personality.

The only other interest I have on whether this will be perfect or not is how you score in bed. [Hello, my name is Dave Strider, and I'm fairly blunt.]

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[Wow that wasn't attractive, but John laughs anyways.]

Oh? [How does he even respond to this. How...] I guess you're just going to have to find out, aren't you?

[knightime]

I'm free tonight.

[Moving too fast? You only live once, bitches.]

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My place or yours?

[He'll sip his drink, and let Dave think that over. Because how was John going to resist if the offer was on the table like this?]

[knightime]

I'd like to see your place. Mine is a mess right now anyways.

[So much for waiting until the first date. Christ.]

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I'm not gonna say I have the straightest place in the neighborhood. Wanna finish dinner or take it home?

[Welp. Who needed a first date anyways?]

[knightime]

Take it home. I think I'm looking forward to dessert.

[Yeah, you know what he's implying, John. You totally know.]

[longwinded]

We could always have dessert first.

[John is packing up their shit right now, and unclipping his keys from his pants loop. He knows exactly what Dave is implying and dear jesus this was not a time to be fancying dirty thoughts.]

[knightime]

Better try and keep it down until we're at least in the car. [Dave let's his shades fall a bit so he can give John a flirty wink. He's totally getting to his feet already.]

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[John can control his boner, thank you very much! But that wink is going straight to him, and he's a bit flushed.]

I can help myself until we get to the car at least. [John tosses his drink, and gets to his feet with Dave. But what would happen if he got a boner in the car? It's not like Dave could give him road head or anything.]

[knightime]

[Dave is already heading out back to John's car.] Can you make it back home, though? I think that's a pretty serious question right now.

[He may have glanced at the crotch of John's pants.]

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[Yeah that was a serious situation. his pants were pretty tight too.]

It's a tight fit, but I think I can manage.

[He unlocks the door and sits down. Yeah. Tight fit.]

[knightime]

[Dave laughs and sits himself down in the passenger seat.]

You're going to be saying that soon enough, babe.

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[That has John flushing even more than he thought about it. He fastens his seat belt and starts the car. Driving home is what is happening. Yup.]

Saying it, or screaming it?

[knightime]

Didn't take you for a screamer.

[At least Dave isn't dumb enough to be doing something stupid to distract the other.] You don't have people who'll find the noise level bothersome I hope. [Dave isn't going to outright admit he has a bit of a mouth.]

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You'll find out. Better to find out sooner rather than later, right?

[It would be a distraction, but goddamn if something would just brush against his dick right now he would feel so fucking relieved.]

It's my turn to bang the walls. I think. [He pulls into the apartment complex parking lot and parks the car.]

[knightime]

[Dave just leans back in the chair contently. He wishes they would get to his place sooner, but he wasn't going to come off as impatient and needy. Not his MO.]

Usually if you're actually banging walls, you're trying too hard. Never banged up my walls before. It's like they're trying to make people hear them.

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[Okay, his neighbors are loud little fuckers. Dave doesn't even understand. John has already pulled into his place and is unbuckling his seatbelt. He has an obvious problem and he's hella glad it is dark outside.

He beckons Dave as he gets out of the car. Because they need to get inside before John has some sort of fit.]

Either they do it to make me jealous, or they just fuck really hard. I can't imagine her being able to take it like that.