Stroke, stroke, breath, stroke, stroke, breath… it was the same every night, at the same time. Sanji had been the night time lifeguard at the South Blue Gym for almost a year now. He needed the extra cash for his restaurant so he'd taken this job to boost his income. He'd only planned to be there a few months at most… but there were certain perks to this job that had him coming back every night regardless of how tired he was from his day at the Baratie. Said perk was currently swimming in the racing lane below him.

The green haired man had been swimming a ridiculous amount of lengths every night without fail. Minimum was two hundred and fifty lengths… yes he'd counted… didn't mean he was obsessed with the guy! He just enjoyed the view. The green haired man had a body to die for, not bulky with muscle but well muscled enough for Sanji's liking, he had broad shoulders, pecs and abs toned to dreamlike perfection and an ass that was as pert as he could wish for settled above a strong toned pair of legs. He loved the fact the object of his observation wore tight swimming shorts that started just below his hip bones showing of that enticing "v" of muscle, and finished a little way down his powerful looking thighs.

Every time the man reached the end of the pool and completed a flawless tumble turn Sanji got the slightest glimpse of ass before he was gliding effortlessly through the water again. He seemed to be going all out tonight, he'd already passed his previous record of four hundred and eighty-six lengths and was still going strong.

"Sanji?" a woman's voice drew him out of his admiration.

"Oh, hi Nami, everything ok?"

"Yeah, he's still swimming? Jeeze, is closing time, everyone else is ready to go home, you gonna to kick him out?"

Sanji considered for a second, "Nah, looks like he's got something he needs to work out, I'll lock up."

"I thought you might say that." Nami was a fellow lifeguard who worked at the children's pool. She was very good at getting the rowdy children to behave. She was also very good at noticing what others didn't, she knew Sanji fancied the pants… or rather trunks off the man in the pool. She had to admit he had good taste. "Catch," she threw the keys up, "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, night Nami." he smiled down at her, then went back to watching the swimmer.

After another hour when the count was up to five hundred and sixty the man finally heaved himself out of the pool, sitting heavily on the side trying to catch his breath. Sanji got down from his perch and, a little nervously, went to join him.

"Record swim there." He said joining the man on the pool edge.

He looked up at him and quirked a smile, "Thanks, helps me clear my head."

"Hard day?" Sanji asked, pulse quickening as he realised he was actually talking to the guy he'd be "observing" for a while.

"You could say that yeah," the swimmer looked around realising nobody was around, "What time is it?" he asked surprised.

"Eleven, everyone went home a while ago."

"Shit… sorry you should have said something." he reached up holding the back of his neck in embarrassment, "I let time get away from me sometimes."

"Hey, it's no problem, it's not like my job is particularly strenuous." Certainly aint a strain on the eyes! Sanji looked again at the swimmer, he had such dark eyes… "Umm… Don't you usually have three earrings in?" he asked noticing the middle one of the three long gold earrings the man wore was missing.

He reached up to check, "Aww shit! Must have come out when I was swimming. D'you mind if I go back in for a quick look? They've kind of got a sentimental value."

"No problem, I'll help." Sanji pushed himself up stripping off his yellow lifeguards t-shirt exposing his lithe upper body. He saw the man looking at him in a rather intense way and dove into the pool before his blush became to apparent.

He felt the water disturbance before he saw the swimmer. He watched as the mans body knifed through the water, carrying him deep into the pool after a well executed dive. When the man signalled to him that he'd try this side of the pool Sanji nodded and indicated he'd try the other side.

Sanji's search was much less efficient since he spent fifty percent of the time discretely watching the other man. He surfaced for another breath and looked around the surface of the pool, knowing his luck the earring had been dragged down one of the filters… but he really wanted to find it. One more try. He dove back below the surface and kicked strongly until he was at the bottom, the familiar pressure making his ears pop, he swam as close to the bottom of the pool as possible and scoured the area. Just as his lungs began to protest eh caught a glint of gold near one of the filters. As he got closer he could see the tapered golden earring slowly travelling along the pool floor to the nearest filter, if he went for another breath now, he'd probably be too late, he kicked his legs hard reaching the lost earring before it could be lost and possible mangled by the filters. His lungs were burning now, with a practiced movement he crouched on the pool bottom and launched himself upwards powerfully so that he wouldn't have to waste more energy on kicking. He broke the surface, gasping to fill his lungs again. He made his way to the side of the pool.

"Hey, you ok?" Sanji looked up to see the man with the missing earring looking down at him with concern. "Thought you were planning on staying down there for the night or something, that's a good set of lungs you've got!" he offered his hand to help Sanji out of the pool.

He took the hand and felt the strong grip pull him from the pool. "Nah, while I like being a lifeguard, I don't think the chlorine would be particularly sleep inducing." he held up the earring, "here."

The dark eyes lit up, "Great! Thanks!" he smiled taking the proffered item. "I'm Zoro by the way."

He had a smile that set Sanji's pulse racing, "No problem, I'm Sanji, your friendly South Blue Gym lifeguard." he replied, " You said they had sentimental value, couldn't just let the pool filters have their way with it!" Wouldn't mind having my way with you though…

They walked into the changing rooms together to get changed and go home.

"No way I'll be able to get it back in now though. I need a mirror and those kids broke the one in here last week. I'll have to keep hold of it until I get home."

"I could give you a hand." Sanji offered without thinking t through properly, "I mean if you want to get it back in now rather than having to carry it around."

The man hesitated for a minute, "Err… sure, thanks." he held out the earring, dropping it into Sanji's open hand.

Sanji stepped closer trying to keep the tremor in his hands from showing, he didn't know why he'd offered! He knew he would react like this, how could he not, he'd wanted to get closer to Zoro but never really thought he'd have the chance. He stood close as he put the earring through the piercing and clipped it together. His hand brushed against Zoro's neck and he felt the other man shiver at the contact, sighing slightly.

"Done." Sanji coughed to try to stop his voice coming out as gruff as it had, "Done." he said again in a slightly improved tone.

Zoro nodded and looked into Sanji's visible eye, the other hidden by a curtain of blonde dripping from the pool. Then he did something totally unexpected. He grabbed the back of the lifeguards head and kissed him deeply.

Although shocked Sanji's body knew exactly what it wanted to do, needing no prompting from his currently short-circuited brain. He kissed back fervently pressing their soaked bodies together, feeling Zoro's muscular arms pulling him in hungrily was heaven. Teeth nipped, tongues explored and hands drifted.

Sanji's hands wandered along the swimmers back feeling the muscles tense and relax in response to his touch. He felt himself being backed up against the counter where the mirror should have been. The length of their bodies were now pressed completely together and Sanji could feel the rock hard arousal belonging to Zoro slowly, torturously, being ground against his own. He gasped breaking the kiss.

"You ok with this? Last chance to back out before I can't stop myself." Zoro said, his voice music to Sanji's ears now that it was rough with pent up lust. His reply was physical rather than vocal as he roughly palmed Zoro's cock through the thin layer of wet material. A feral grin graced the other mans lips before he dove for Sanji's neck. Sanji let his head roll back exposing his neck fully to the ministrations of the other man, teeth and lips being put to good use. He slipped his hands into Zoro's trunks eager to feel the mans arousal in his capable hands. Much to his satisfaction Zoro bucked eagerly into the touch snaking his hands down to Sanji's well formed ass and kneading it with his thumbs.

As Sanji increased the pace Zoro growled into his neck, his breathing, like Sanji's, becoming more ragged by the second. He pushed the lifeguards shorts down past his hips, then slowly to his knees. Sanji shivered as he was exposed to the cool air of the changing room, his taught cock bobbed up to his stomach. He coloured as he saw Zoro look at it hungrily, and was further shocked when Zoro dropped to his knees and took him whole.

"hah, fuck!" he gasped loudly as the warmth of Zoro's mouth enveloped him. He felt a very talented tongue roll around his member as Zoro slowly bobbed his head almost completely releasing Sanji then swallowing him whole once more. He wanted to thrust deeper and it was taking all his will not to. He gripped the counter top, his knuckles turning white. Sanji's legs began to buckle and Zoro's strong hands moved to his hips to help support him. As if the sensation wasn't enough Sanji looked down to see himself disappearing into possibly the sexiest mouth he'd seen in… well… ever! He groaned drawing the attention of the man currently causing the weakness in his knees. Now the sight was even more erotic as their eyes met burning with lust. Sanji knew if things continued as they were it was going to end far too soon.

"I need to fuck you." he said hoping Zoro was up for being bottom, Sanji was so desperate to fuck him raw.

Zoro released him with one last teasing flick of his tongue. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, "What are you waiting for?" Zoro raised an eyebrow as he seductively lowered his skin tight trunks, kicking them off to the side. He stood confidently. Completely. Naked.

When Sanji hesitated Zoro took his hand, separating a finger from the rest and putting it into his mouth sucking on it like it was something extremely tasty. Zoro allowed Sanji to walk behind him, still occupied with slicking the blondes finger. Sanji pressed his body against Zoro's stealing some of his body heat. He felt Zoro hum around his finger as he felt the blondes cock rub enticingly against his ass, he pushed back into the sensation.

When Sanji's finger was well and truly slicked Zoro released it, perfectly willing to let the blonde do whatever the hell he wanted, he didn't care what it was so long as it included fucking him.

Sanji was too into the moment to be even remotely nervous now. Roughly he pushed Zoro forwards until he was bent forwards, gripping the counter-top. Using a knee he spread Zoro before him, slipping his hand between the other mans thighs pressing into the tight ring of muscle with his finger. Zoro shuddered against it, trying to relax at the sudden intrusion. He had wanted this for a while, part of the reason he didn't go to one of the larger more equipped gym's was this blonde… the blonde currently finger fucking him, the more he thought about it the more he felt himself unravel. He slowed his breathing, he was determined this was going to last.

As Sanji slowly began to move his finger within the other man, he concentrated on finding the spot that would drive him wild, he wanted to hear more sounds from him, the growl he heard earlier was sex itself and he wanted to hear it again. The man in front of him was powerfully masculine and the fact he was going to take him… it was enough to make him come right now. He added another finger scissoring slowly, then adjusting the angle he probed deeper. He knew he'd found the spot when he was rewarded with more of Zoro's sounds.

"Fuck…" he breathed as his vision went fuzzy. He was breathing hard now, the chill of the changing rooms not affecting him in the slightest. He wanted more and he wanted it now. "Fuck me. Now." he commanded in a rumbling voice, his head now resting on his arms crossed in front of him on the counter.

Sanji would have thought he needed more preparation, but, considering the blatant need in the mans voice he decided to oblige, he used the pre-cum beading at the tip of his cock to coat himself then pressed against Zoro's tight entrance.

The green haired man breathed deeply willing himself to relax, Sanji was bigger than he'd thought. He could feel the blonde seating himself slowly, trembling with the effort not to just drive in. Becoming impatient Zoro trust backwards, Sanji was in to the hilt in one swift movement. They both held still as they adjusted. Zoro was so tight Sanji thought he'd come the second he moved. He waited for the other man to signal he was ready.

"Move." Zoro said in that silky low voice Sanji thought he might become addicted to. He pulled almost all the way out, then without warning slammed back in, hard. He had the feeling this man liked it rough. He repeated the action, Zoro meeting each thrust so that their bodies came together with bruising force, he spread his legs wider to give the blonde better access. Slender hands gripped his hips as the lifeguard built up a steady, unforgiving rhythm.

Zoro wished that the mirror hadn't been broken, the sounds of the blonde behind him were erotic enough, but, he'd wager the sight was even better. That thought in mind he looked back over his shoulder. Sanji's pale lithe body shone in the lights of the changing room as it was covered in a light sheen of sweat. His head was thrown back, mouth open as he gasped for breath, concentrating on what he was doing. He reached down to his dripping cock, pumping it to match the rhythm set by Sanji. Zoro tensed around the lifeguard making him look down sharply.

The look turned on the lifeguard by the man in front of him was pure, unadulterated desire… and he loved it, but, he knew he couldn't keep this up much longer. Driving into Zoro was enough to overload his senses without the visual of him pressing back against him, while watching him work. The final straw was when Zoro reached back for Sanji's hand wrapping it around his cock so that they worked it together.

Sanji's rhythm went to hell, raggedly he fucked Zoro as hard as he could, forcing curse words from him with almost every thrust. As Zoro got louder Sanji got closer, he moved his hand over Zoro's member faster, tightening his grip as he did so. Zoro suddenly tensed, "Shit!" he all but snarled as Sanji made him come hard all over his hand and stomach.

If Zoro was tight before it was nothing compared to right now. Sanji pounded into him erratically his climax hitting him violently as he emptied himself deep inside Zoro. His body shuddered and he braced himself against Zoro as his legs buckled.

Once able to stand, and for that matter see, hear and think normally, Sanji removed himself and collapsed on a nearby bench. A chuckle from the other man made him look out from under the arm he had draped over his face.

Zoro stood against the counter looking sexy as hell, all ruffled and flushed. "I'm grabbing a shower, if I sit down now, I'll be here for the rest of the night. He walked over to the showers treating Sanji to the fine view of his pert arse.

Zoro turned the shower up to scalding, enjoying the tingle on his skin. He felt very well satisfied and … well to be honest pretty damn smug, the sudden decision to kiss Sanji ad been the best decision he'd made in a long time. Dull thoughts of what the next day had in store for him tried to pierce his content bubble, he pushed them away quickly.

Sanji was just entering the shower as Zoro finished, they smirked as they passed each other. Sanji rushed his shower in the hopes that he'd be finished before Zoro was done getting changed. with dismay as he wrapped a towel around his waist he heard the changing room door swing shut.

"Damn…" he dressed and went about closing up the building, turning off lights and locking doors on auto pilot as he recalled screwing the man he's desired for almost a year now. As he got to reception and flicked the last light switch he wondered if it was a one time thing. He really knew nothing about Zoro… just that he could swim for an insane amount of time and he was amazing to fuck… He shook his head, thinking about things too much just lead to disappointment, it had probably been a heat of the moment thing that wouldn't happen again. For some reason the thought of that was dampening his spirits.

Sanji locked the main doors and sighed heavily putting a cigarette to his lips. There was a cool breeze tonight. Carried on that breeze was a delicate chiming sound. He turned his head in that direction, only just keeping his cigarette in his mouth when he gawped in surprise. There, propped against the street light, in a well tailored pair of trousers, white shirt and black tie done up loosely, jacket slung over his shoulder was Zoro. His three earrings chiming together in the breeze as he grinned confidently at the blonde. He slowly made his way over.

He stopped in front of the gawping man, took the cigarette from his mouth and kissed him, it was quick but held the promise of more, "Unless you object," Zoro said calmly replacing the cigarette in Sanji's mouth, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Uh… sure." Sanji said slightly stunned… That's what you get for thinking negatively. "Tomorrow" he repeated.

Zoro flashed him that irresistible smile and walked off down the street into the darkness.

Sanji waited until he was sure Zoro was well gone then whirled over to his car. He got in with a huge grin on his face, wound the window down and put on his music. If you'd been stood on the corner of the street as he turned on his way home you would have caught his triumphant "Fuck yeah!" as he sped by.