With this accomplished, one of the blondes flung herself at Mike and kissed him, her tongue going straight into his mouth. Mike complied at last, and flung my trunks behind a maintenance shed nearby. Normally, I would have been upset at a third-party having the say as to my nudity, but I wanted to see where they were going with this. You want your shorts, you have to do as we say. Mike made a grab for his shorts, but one of the two blondes slapped Mike's hand away before he could even get a finger on them. "Mike," said the curvy brunette holding his shorts, "you throw Jimmy's trunks out of the pool." I'll give you your trunks when we get out of the pool."Īnd while Mike was distracted, the three girls pushed Jimmy into the water and fleeced his shorts away from him, high-fiving one another as they displayed Mike's shorts to him. I stood up, covered up to the waist by the water, and with a bemused look on my face, called over for my trunks. He stood up, proudly displaying my trunks, drawing cat-calls from the girls. I tried to fight him, but still flailing about in the water, Mike stripped me in no time. The girls stood and cheered, but Mike wasn't done with me yet.Īfter having fallen over, Mike stayed with me, and this time reached for my swim trunks. Having literally no leg to stand on, I went down. Finally, Mike came, dived under the water, grabbed me by my other ankle, and lifted. Soon, the other girls came, pushing and shoving me, trying to get me to fall under. I laughed, enjoying this play between everyone, when one of the girls came over and grabbed my leg, trying to topple me over. Mike then made his way towards them, and he would lift one into the air as the wave came towards us, making the wave slam into her. The girls started the horseplay, dunking each other and pushing each other over. Except for a couple of people, the five of us had the wave pool all to ourselves. We jumped in and headed towards the deeper end. I started to veer off towards the swimming pool, but Mike threw an arm around me and led me and the girls towards the wave pool. "I've got a better idea," Mike addressed the three girls around him, "let's all go into the wave pool" "Where you headed, Jimmy?" Mike asked as I got to my feet. I got up to take a dip in a nearby swimming pool. Even if the girls had been looking my way, my brain remained fixated on Mike's cock. And when they would admire, I would admire.Īfter a few hours, I grew bored of the events. Mike flirted endlessly with our classmates, and one or two did take the time out to admire his monster, commenting on how they would hope to take a closer inspection of it some night soon. At that moment, I wasn't so interested in the girls anymore.Īnd so the day went.
I slowly went to join him, to chat-up the girls but my overactive imagination conjured up a scenario in my brain of Mike being teased unmercifully all day by these gorgeous babes with no follow-through on their part, leading to a frustrated Mike pinning me down somewhere and releasing all his tension in me. Mike put on his shades and immediately made a bee-line towards the women. "Well, good luck to you, Dude," I told him.Īfter we changed, we walked out towards the water slides. I know Mike caught me staring at it, but I tried to play it off. I wouldn't have described myself as gay, but I was getting hard just looking at it. It stood semi-erect, and at least six inches long. I had never seen Mike's cock before, and now I could hardly take my eyes off of it. But sans underwear, I can let it snake along my leg and let the girls notice it in all its glory."Īnd at that point, I was noticing it in all its glory. With the tightie-whities on, I've gotta pack the monster away, not to be seen. "Jesus, Mike! You're not wearing any underwear!" We were in the men's changing area, and somehow Mike and I ended up alone. And then things changed.īeing close with Mike, and practically growing up with him, this hadn't been the first time I had seen him in a state of undress. Finally being 18, we looked forward to scoping out some of our more curvaceous classmates in their itty-bitty bathing suits, maybe leading to a late-night rendezvous with at least one of them. When we graduated, Mike and I were amongst a group of seniors that decided to celebrate at the local water park. There was nothing that I hesitated going to Mike about, and he felt the same about me.
We were each loved in the other's household.
We were compadres in junior high, and even stayed close through high school. Mike and I had known each other for years.