Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandom:

Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid

Relationship:

Troy Barrett/Harris Drover

Characters:

Troy Barrett, Harris Drover

Additional Tags:

Book 5: Role Model (Game Changers), Summer Vacation, Fluff and Smut, Beach Blow Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, Dorks in Love, i love these idiots

Language:

English

Collections:

The Off Season Fest

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Published: 2025-08-25 Words: 1,728 Chapters: 1/1

the best weird

Summary

Alternate title: the Role Model epilogue we never got but totally deserved

Harris takes Troy back to Florida to make new memories. Short and sweet and smutty little vacay fic.

Notes

For The Off Season Fic Fest! Thank you Nico for pulling it together and for being the best beta/cheerleader/doc gremlin.

Troy was glorious on the beach.

Harris knew this already, had known it since that trip to Florida when they nearly died and then hooked up about it.

But relaxed, happy, unburdened Troy on the beach was more spectacular than Harris could have imagined. 

He mentally congratulated himself for suggesting that they go back to Florida to make better memories this summer. They had picked Fort Lauderdale as their destination after Harris discovered that it was actually a super gay town. They arrived last night and had plans to go to a drag brunch the next day plus a long list of restaurants that had rainbow flags decorating their patios. He’d even found a meetup of gay golfers who got together once a week that he was going to surprise Troy with to reclaim the summer activity he used to enjoy so much with his old teammates. These gay golfers were probably all going to be 65 and older, but how fun would it be to hang out with some queer elders! Harris was excited about golf for the first time in his life. 

Harris was determined to help Troy feel more in touch with the queer community, and he was equally determined to watch Troy’s glorious body as he walked out of the ocean like Daniel Craig with hockey thighs. Which is what he was doing right now, while sipping a strawberry daiquiri from the comfort of their private beachside cabana. 

Troy’s wet trunks were sticking to his legs as he trudged up the sand with a giant smile on his face, and Harris was somehow on fire and melting at the same time. Sometimes he still couldn’t believe that this was his life.

His affection was dampened when Troy entered their cabana and promptly draped his sopping wet body over Harris’s very dry self.

“Excuse you!” Harris protested, pushing lightly at Troy, who was absolutely dripping all over him.

“Hi babe,” Troy grinned up at Harris and any annoyance immediately faded.

“Hi babe,” Harris echoed with a matching grin. “You’re getting me all wet, but I’m so happy to be here I almost don’t care.”

Troy shook his hair out like a wet dog, splattering Harris with even more ocean water and making him burst out in his overly-loud laugh. 

“What can I do for you?” Harris giggled.

“I dunno, I just wanted to be on you.” Troy smacked a kiss onto Harris’s cheek to emphasize his point.

“I can’t reasonably complain about that, can I?”

“Nope.” Troy smirked at him. “I was just thinking about our first trip together, and how scary it was. The plane ride and hooking up for the first time and just… everything. I can’t believe how much happier I am now.”

Troy kissed him for real this time, sweet and a little messy, pushing his tongue into Harris’s mouth and making him moan. 

“And it’s all because of you, Harris.”

Harris was completely melting now.

“Don’t sell yourself short.” Harris insisted. “You put in so much work and have been so brave!”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t have even tried if I didn’t have you encouraging me.”

“Oh, buddy, please don’t make me cry on our fabulous vacation!” Harris whined with a laugh.

“Oh shit, sorry, I was getting too emotional out in the ocean.” 

Troy moved to get up, but Harris pulled him back down.

“Uh-uh. Now that you got me all wet, you can’t just get up and go!”

“I’m just going to get my towel so we can both dry off!”

“Nope, you’re staying here mister.” Harris pulled Troy down and spread his legs so that Troy’s hips were between them, his arms on either side of Harris’s face. 

“Is that right?” Troy smirked at him and nuzzled his nose into Harris’s.

“Yep. We have this little space all to ourselves, and I think we should take advantage of that.” Harris raised his eyebrows and chin in a matter-of-fact motion.

“What do you have in mind?” 

Harris pulled Troy down by the neck and kissed him deeply in response. Troy melted into him, pressing Harris down with his full weight and moaning into his mouth. Harris tilted his hips up, making sure Troy knew exactly what he was getting at. 

Troy pulled back an inch, and whispered, “Fuck, Harris.” He groaned. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, anyone could just walk over here.”

Harris didn’t reply, he just started sliding himself down under Troy, forcing Troy to lift up his hips.

“Where are you going?” Troy asked with a giggle.

“Right here.” Harris settled with his face directly under Troy’s crotch and started nuzzling his half-hard cock.

“Oh my god, Harris, what, oh shit…” Troy trailed off as Harris pulled down the front of his trunks and started placing soft kisses on Troy’s cock. “We can’t do that out here, fuck.”

Harris pulled off to say, “I think I’m already doing it. Now fuck my mouth.”

Troy groaned with uncertainty, but started lowering himself back down, guiding his now rigid cock into Harris’s waiting mouth. Harris hummed with satisfaction, the sensation of his mouth being overtaken by Troy’s length sending a shiver down his spine. He tasted salty, Harris relished the combination of ocean water and sweat. He gripped Troy’s thighs to help him balance and stay in position, and Troy whimpered at the squeeze of Harris’s fingers.

“Fuck, Harris, this feels so good, but I don’t know if I can stay in this position.”

Harris slid his mouth slowly off of Troy with a swipe of his tongue, and Troy collapsed onto the lounge chair on his back. Harris crawled up on the large, cushioned seat and settled himself between Troy’s legs.

“Is this better?” Harris asked with a smirk while he lightly stroked Troy in his hand. 

“Mmmmm,” Troy hummed happily.

Harris took Troy back in his mouth and pulled Troy’s hands into his hair, guiding him to take control. Harris loved surrendering like this, and he especially loved asking Troy for it. Troy was so generous and giving to Harris, in a way he had never experienced before. And he would happily do what Harris asked of him 99% of the time. And right now, Harris was asking Troy to fuck his mouth on the beach so he could hear the rolling waves of the ocean at the same time. This was a fantasy he’d had since they got to the beach that morning, and he wasn’t giving up the opportunity. 

Troy began to tip his hips up into Harris’s open mouth, adjusting the placement of Harris’s head slightly, until he was able to push all the way back into Harris’s throat. Harris fought past his gag reflex, and relaxed to take Troy deeper. Drool was starting to drip down onto the lounge cushion, but Harris was so far from caring about that, lost in the heavenly moans that Troy was letting out with abandon now.

“Baby, your mouth is so good, fuck. Take it Harris, I know you love it, take all of me.” Troy was mumbling while he pressed deeper into Harris’s throat, and Harris moaned happily around his length, causing Troy to shudder with pleasure.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I’m going to last much longer, Harris.” Troy was thrusting faster and more shallow now, the slick sounds of his cock against Harris’s wet tongue becoming filthier by the second. Harris squeezed Troy’s ass to urge him on, silently beg him not to hold back, to give Harris everything. 

With one more deep thrust, hands gripping tightly into Harris’s scalp, just on the edge of pleasure and pain, Troy let go. He held Harris in place, jutting forward slightly with each pulse of release, letting out a deep rumbling “yessss” and he came down Harris’s throat. Harris swallowed obediently, relishing the bitter heat of it, loving the way Troy completely came apart in his mouth. 

Harris felt Troy’s fingers in his hair loosen, the sign that he could sit up now. He sat up and back on his calves, his own erection now very prominent in his trunks. Troy was breathing heavily, cock still out and shiny with Harris’s spit. 

“Holy shit, Harris, that was amazing.” Troy smiled stupidly up at him, jaw slack with the remnants of his pleasure. “But wait, what about you?”

“Can I jerk off onto you?” Harris asked, scooting up on the seat between Troy’s wide-spread legs. Troy nodded enthusiastically and replied, “Yes, fuck, give it to me, let me watch you.”

Harris shoved down the front of his trunks and took his swollen cock in his hand, placing the other on Troy’s hip for balance. And to feel the hard, warm muscle there that always made Harris weak in the knees.

“I’m gonna come so fast, that was so fucking hot babe.” Harris whispered, eyes locked on Troy, who was looking down at Harris’s hand stroking up and down his cock. 

“What can I do for you?” Troy asked, rubbing a hand up Harris’s thigh.

“Fuck, nothing, Troy, you’re perfect.” Harris sputtered. Troy laughed and rolled his eyes.

“I’m so not, but thank you, baby. You’re perfect for me. You’re all I need. I love you so fucking much.”

And that did it for Harris, he came with a jolt at the sound of Troy’s “I love you.” Troy said it multiple times a day, every day, and Harris reciprocated every time. But in that moment, it was exactly what Harris needed to hear to tip him over the edge. He moaned out “Oh god, I love you too,” as he stroked himself through his blissful release, painting Troy’s incredible abs with it. 

Harris leaned forward, snuggling onto Troy and kissing him sweetly. “Do you want to go clean off in the ocean and then get some ice cream?”

Troy laughed so hard that it shook them both until Harris started laughing too. 

“What’s so funny?” 

“I’m sorry, it’s just, the last time we were in Florida. I brought you ice cream. And now we’re here and your come is all over me and our dicks are out, it’s just weird.”

Harris kept laughing, “Good weird, I hope?”

“The best weird.” Troy kissed him on the tip of his nose. “Come on, let’s go clean off so I can get you that ice cream.”