"They gonna just weigh you down," Dusty argued, ignoring Caelan's protests. The young man was panicky in the water, likely considering his escape routes. Some might have eased him into the water in a different way, but Dusty couldn't see how acknowledging that fear was going to help him in the end. He just needed to see that he could do it, and Dusty would make sure to do what he promised. He'd make sure Caelan stayed above water, and when the young man finally pulled it together to give it an actual try, he was mostly swimming on his own. Dusty had a firm grip on him, but was aiding him less then Caelan probably realized.<br/><br/>"See, not much to it," he said, "Just don't go out deep by yourself for a while, yeah?" He doubted that would be an actual problem.<br/><br/>Caelan reached back for him and Dusty wrapped a hand around his back so they might calmly tread the water. Caelan's excitement seemed to override his fear and his body was no longer frozen. It was a lot of new things for the young man that day, with more still to go, but Dusty thought he'd done well. With the initial shock out of the way, Dusty leaned forward to kiss Caelan on the mouth, pulling him flush to his chest. The day had been filled with success and triumph, and enough excitement that they'd not had much time to dwell on arousal, but now in the calm water it crept back up.