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FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS 21
WriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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"Hey, you got anymore eggs? I'm like famished!"
"Bottomless pit!" Jay awards his good buddy, Jake.
Standing from crouched down, tending to Jay, Lars rises up, saying, "You better get cleaned up, Joey."
It was as much as asking, Joseph saying, "Wanna help?"
Occurring to Jay, the others, Jeremy and Jake, remarked how much Jay and his brothers thought alike. Right after Jay had wondered what happened to Jared, the house phone rang!
"Jared," Jay says, right after picking up, speaking to him and hanging up, "he's on his way over here. I've got to get ready in a hurry!"
Making it insistently hurried, Jake took on grabbing the chair and treating it like a Ferrari in a drag race!
Upstairs, Joseph had helped himself to Jared's showering facilities, but not before Lars telling Joseph, "I never repaid you for your kindness?"
"I told you to forget it!"
It's how Joseph was, doing a kindness for someone without asking for repayment. He never called in a favor, though rarely turned down an offer, like right now, allowing Lars to peel back his vest, allowing it to fall into one hand, Joseph saying, "Just toss it over there," he waved his hand, which would designate `there' as anywhere!
After a few licks of Joseph's chest fur, Lars says, "I love eggs for breakfast!"
It didn't take long for Lars to sink to his knees, started unfastening the one snap which tugged Joseph's chaps around his hips snuggly, but not snug enough whereas a guy could not fit a hand, "I hope you're up for this?"
"Up? You're joking. I'm always up for a pair of hot lips!"
Allowing Joseph's chaps to fall' off, a little help from his hands, Lars comes face to face with Joseph being up for it', "Oh man," he freely takes the big, fat 6.5c in hand, "going to love this!"
"You and me both!" Joseph replies.
Neither was disappointed, Lars expertly sucking Joseph down, all the way to the back of his throat.
As much as either liked sucking or getting sucked, Joseph was too well primed to begin with and in no time had Lars' chest to the tiles, butt high in the air, fucking the living daylights out of the 26-year old.
Pulling out, squirting his cum onto Lars' back, the door swings open, Jared exclaiming, "Joey, what the hell?"
"What'samatter, Jare? You act like it's the first time you've seen me fuck a dude?!"
"I can't say that's it not erotic," Jared says.
"What are you doing here?" Joseph asks, helping Lars to get up.
"Last time I left, my toothbrush was here?" Jared says, really not caring Joseph used his facilities to have a quick one, walking over to the sink, loading his brush up with toothpaste.
"Wanna run us a shower?" Joseph gives the order.
With lack of something to do, other than reaching behind his own back, catching Joseph's cum running down his back, through his ass crack, Lars goes to turn the shower on.
"Oh," Jared hesitates, not wanting to ignore the Scandinavian hunk, "I'm Jared," he extends a hand.
"Hi. I'm Lars."
Though, when Lars counteracts Jared's act of friendship, then don't quite make the connection, goo leaking from Lars' five digits!
"Nice to meet you," Jared turns back to his brushing, "and oh by the way, Joey, I expect you'll clean up the place before you leave?"
"Of course," Joseph replies, thinking more of a mess than droplets of cum on the floor, different shapes of scrambled eggs and saliva which dripped from Lars' mouth.
"Oh, by the way," Jared interjects, after rinsing, "we don't have any security down at Topher's, if you could show up?"
"What time would you be needing me," Joseph hoped he could get in a shower and perhaps take his time making Lars come?
"I'm meeting with people from our other stores, at Topher's, in 20 minutes."
When Jared talked `business', Joseph knew it was all business, that any pleasure he sought out, would have to be put on the back burner.
Regardless, as he stepped into the shower, he found Lars all primed up, "I hope you don't mind?"
"Never!" Joseph laughed it off, stepping behind Lars and for the second time in fifteen minutes, found his meaty slab stuffed up against Lars' ass crevice.
Although he couldn't get it up for a hot fuck, reaching around Lars and jerking him off, was enough of a hot kick... for now!
With Jay and Jeremy, Jake tagging along, they knew they didn't have any time to fool around. Though, as they readied, Jeremy helping Jay, Jake checking out the new wardrobe, it didn't go unsaid, Jake asking, "Hey, are you a top or bottom, Jeremy?"
Jay, a bit of his friend wearing off on him, after so many years, retorts, "Uh, is your life so mundane, you have to ask questions like that, Jake?"
They are both whacked out of their gourds, Jeremy replying, "Any time you want to give Jay and me a blow job, Jake?"
Having already seen Jeremy in the process of getting ready to go out, Jake has eyed up the possibilities of both sucking and getting fucked. Knowing Jay `soft' at these matters, "Both at once?"
Jay says to Jeremy, "I know he doesn't act like it half the time, but Jake... he can be a real bitch!"
It then became idle chatter, Jeremy wondering about all those years the two have known each other. It could have provided some material for stroking, but Jared had to bust in and alter their history!
"Aren't you ready yet? Jake, you're going looking like that... you're a fuckin' mess!"
Jake, who did tote quite a nice piece between his legs, says, "Fuck off, Jare. You wouldn't say that if I didn't have this speedo on!"
"In your dreams, Jake. Get ready!"
As quick as he came in, Jared was gone.
Jeremy asks, "Is your brother always bossy like that?"
Jay was about to answer, Jake jumping in with, "Only when he's in heat!"
Defending, Jay says, "Shut the fuck up Jake. You know when it's business, it's all business with him."
Cutting Jared a break, Jeremy says, "I know the feeling. Nothing wrong with that."
Jay and Jeremy all ready, it provided a reverse effect, watching Jake get himself dressed, almost as erotic as if he were stripping, Jay commenting, "Doesn't it make you feel like you want to fuck that ass?"
Jake tells Jeremy, "You don't know how many times I've thrown myself at him... do you think it would make a difference... no... try to break down those walls..."
"Oh cut the bullshit, Jake and just use plain English, Jake?"
Placing both hands on the arms of Jay's chair, Jake says, "All right. I literally bent over backwards for you and you kept on putting it off, putting it off, putting off!"
"O-mi-gosh, Jake, I can't believe you're still holding me to that..." then out of frustration, of promising Jake that someday, as a blood-brothers ritual, "Jeremy, will you fuck the living daylights out of him, for me?!"
"Like, what?" Jeremy comes back with.
Suddenly, thinking of what he said, Jay says, "I didn't mean that."
Coming to terms, Jake repeats, "Right. He didn't mean it. Like, I'm sorry too. I should," he backs off, looking down at Jay in the wheelchair, "know better."
Things were left in a skeptical manner, Jeremy thinking on it, like he wouldn't mind at all doing Jay a favor.
Jake, slipping into a tee shirt, not his own, would not mind the way his best friend was `pressuring him!'
Jay, thinking about it, as Jeremy exited him from the room, could tell by the silence, each were thinking on what he had presented, even though under false pretenses!
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"Joseph, you're here!"
"When have I ever failed you?"
Meeting Jared at the front door of Topher's, with big signs plastered on the windows, Going Out of Business', in italics, Temporarily', the two stand there, Jared unlocking the front door for the first time since he and his brother gained ownership yesterday.
Right before they go in, Wes Bentley butts himself in between the two, clicking a ball point pen, "Oh, here Jared, sign this first!"
Joseph wrinkles his nose up at the audacity, "Well! Most people would excuse themselves!"
No stranger to each other, Wes having met Joseph on numerous occasions in his attorney profession, turns a blind eye to Jared for a second, "Oh really, Joseph... what's your excuse!"
"Drop those pants and I'll show you, Wesley!"
"Uh, gentlemen," Jared finishes signing his name, clicking the pen closed, "this is a big day for Jay and soon some employees from the other stores will be descending upon us?"
Wes laughs, "In other words, we have to be good!"
"Oh really?" Joseph gets ready to mock him out. "Are you capable Wes?"
Already inside the dimly lit store, Jared calls out, "Joseph, you want to look around for a light switch?"
"I'm being summoned, if you're `excuse' me?"
However, Wes wasn't ready to leave just yet, getting sidetracked from the big news he had for Joseph, regarding the clerk at the city hall yesterday, Scott O'Scanlin, who hit him up for drinks at a bar, only to take off with another guy who caught his eye. "Right, but I have to tell you something," Wes' words fell on deaf ears.
With lights flickering on, some in need of replacement, Joseph comes out from the back. Again, Jared kept him busy with some little detail.
Wanting the place to be completely accessible Jared had Joseph condense some racks, since much of the stock had been liquidated in the preceding days.
"Wes, if you're not busy, can you lend a hand?"
Why not? He was just standing there, keeping the door frame from collapsing!
"Jared, how's it going?"
First J&J Marine employee on the scene, made Wes and Joseph temporarily stop moving a circular fixture!
Rushing to the door, Jared extends both hands, saying, "Thanks for coming down early, Karl," he shook one hand with his two.
"No problem. I welcome the change of scenery."
Karl loft, 41 years old, had started with J&J Marine back in the days when the business was launched, which was exactly 20 years ago. Fresh out of the Marines, with his stiff, no nonsense attitude, he perfectly fit the position of security manager. Present at the opening of J&J's satellite story, he smoothly handled a shoplifting case, so delicately done, it didn't mar the success of opening day. Involving 17-year old and 18-year old high school boys, they traded off Karl calling the cops, to working a few hours a week for 6 months of `slave labor!'
Now, both 19-years old and headed to college in the fall, Karl had recommended, after their 6-month `sentence' had been completed, they be hired on a regular basis. Knowing it unconstitutional to hire slave laborers, Karl made sure they were paid, retroactive!
"I hope you don't mind that I brought a couple of helpers?" Karl asks `the boss'.
Breaking from his serious manner of conducting business, Jared says, "Are they ghosts?"
Smirking, Karl, who has known Jared since he was a little kid, "Got the old man's sense of humor... dry?"
"Sorry," Jared adds a quaint smile to his lips.
"Dave Frish and Johnny Lis ring a bell?"
Thinking for all of 2 seconds, Jared replies, "Not really."
"Two high school boys shoplifting on opening day at the satellite store?" he hints some more.
"Totally slipped my mind," Jared replies.
"Doesn't matter, I suppose, but they will be here in awhile and..."
"Do I sense a special request about to be made?" Jared hangs over a rack.
"Both are headed to college this fall and thought it would be `cool' if they worked at a surf shop?" Karl says on their behalf.
Perking up, lifting both arms off of the rack, Jared says, "Let's see how things work out. Could be a godsend, being the owners say most of their former employees are taking a break from retail."
Since taking the two under his wing, turning Dave and Johnny away from a life of crime, being their mentor, Karl boasts, "They are two of the hardest workers at the store."
Following the conversation from the distance of three racks away, Joseph quips to Wes, "Yeah, I could be a `hard' worker for him!"
"Forget him, Joseph. I've got a hot boy for you to work on."
Wes knew this would grab Joseph's attention, "Boy? Hot? Did you give him my number?"
"Without asking you?" Wes replies.
"Well, if he's that hot, we wouldn't want any other man grabbing him up!" Joseph laughs. "What's his name?"
"Scott. He's the new clerk at city hall," Wes gives up some of the hot man's vitals.
"O'Scanlin?" Joseph replies.
"Oh, you've already met him?"
"Not exactly, but I hear he can be a real firecracker. What was your impression?"
Wes slowly renders, "Well," he places a hand on Joseph's forearm, like he's ready to rip off a dramatic tale, "let me tell you, from the time I entered the office, till when he left me, he..."
Wes was left speechless, watching the next wave of employees from either the main or satellite stores enter the front door.
"Mm-mm," Joseph diverts his attention as well, "might consider a career change!"
Regardless of the wave of J&J employees, Joseph jumped to attention, hearing and seeing Jay plow through the masses, "Just a sec," he tells Wes.
Weeding through the flank of the crowd, Joseph singles Jay out, saying, "Make way... make way for the boss!"
When Jay's chair reaches the back of the store, stops, he nuzzles his cheek up to Joseph's hairy forearm, looks up, "Thanks, Joey!"
Smiling, Joey winks, saying, "No problem."
Like a coach taking attendance, Jared checks off who's who, singling out first, workers from either store:
Tom Gerardi... store manager.
Clark Coolidge... human resources
Karl Loft... security manager
Kerry Gorman... buyer
Stopping, looking up from his page, Jared asks, "Are Chip and Dack Harmon here?"
"Here we are!" Chip, the youngest of the Harmon brothers, acknowledges.
"Chip got lost," Dack smiles at his brother.
For now they would keep it secreted, Dack holding the walking map of the town upside down!
"Good of you to show!" Jared replies, adding a smile.
"Hey, Chip," Jay calls out, smiling at him.
"Hey," Chip replies. Like the secret he kept about his brother, he worked his way around, behind the crowd, until he reached Jay's chair, saying another, `Hey,' bending over and giving his friend a kiss.
It didn't go unnoticed, Joseph's wandering eyes scoping out the 19-year old frail' youth. He could only dream about the skinny youth, of how fine that ass looked undressed!' Just then, Joseph hears his name called, "That's me!"
He had Jared fooled, switching his gaze from `Jay', to his brother naming him, yet Jared wasn't blank to how Chip had, for an instant, bent over to get affectionate with his brother, carrying right on, like he didn't notice, "Joseph, I'm pairing you off with Karl, to check out the security systems, reporting back if they are adequate a set up for carrying thousands of dollars worth of surfboards?"
Jared was all serious, but cracked a smile, upon hearing Jay say, "Oh cool!"
In reality, it was Jared's thought his brother had no clue on how to run a business. Having people around Jay, whom he trusted, he knew they would watch out for the family interests. The newcomers, they would be under the scrutiny of the seasoned employees.
After outlining every facet of the business, he told everyone to make themselves useful, inventorying the clothing left, box it up and he would make arrangements with Pastor Mark, to donate the goods to St. Stephen-by-the-Sea.
Breaking up, going about their business, Jay makes a beeline for his brother, yelling, "Jare!"
"What?" Jared looks down.
"You're awesome! Thanks for my very own surf shop. Only thing," Jay's attitude took an all time low dip, "I really don't know how to run a shop."
He had a back up plan, Jared telling him, "That is why I have some folks from J&J here, to help you and..."
"What?" Jay's eyes lit up, with the news he probably didn't have to do much to get the place going.
"I suggest," Jared kneels, "if you are going to run a business, you should go back to school and rack up some degrees pertaining to such?"
"I'll have to go part time. They'll need me here to run the store!" Jay was excited.
Working to not crush Jay's ecstatic behavior, he did want to get one point across, "Uh, no. You're going back to college full time and there will be no discussion."
So far, Jay had less trust than a faithful marriage, Jared being the other component in all of this coming about, "Okay, but when I'm not in class, I'm going to be here, right?"
"As often as you want!"
The two stare at each other, tight-lipped grins on their faces.
Jay wiggles a finger, for Jared to come closer.
"What else?" he asks.
Whispering, Jay says near his brother's ear, "I know we're kind of done with the stuff we used to do, but one last time I want to thank you, in the way you would really like it?"
Jared knew his brother meant, oral sex, or whatever kissing could lead to, but remixes the idea, "Sure. Great. I'd love having sex with Joseph!"
"Not Joseph!"
"I know, but you don't have to do any of that stuff. Just please me by doing your best in college and then running the store... sell lots of surfboards!"
They both were laughing, when they hear a woman's voice, blaming, "Jar-r-r-r-r-red?!"
"Oh fuck!" Jared exclaims, dropping his head back, like he was looking at the ceiling, "Why me God? Why today?" he mellows out the kink in his neck, looking at this young woman coming barreling towards him.
Never seeing the person before, charging towards, whom he thinks is Jay, Joseph rushes over, throwing himself between the brothers and this woman, "Excuse me?!"
Jared steps out from behind, "It's okay Joseph."
"Are you sure?" He's looking her down and up, like he was casing a cute dude.
"This is Melody O'Hare-Billingsly, from the satellite store."
Rather than greet Joseph, Melody, whom liked to be called, `Billi', addresses Jared, "I don't see any woman working here?"
"Melody..."
"Billi."
Jared swallows, "Billi, do you realize the implications of walking off your job?" though Jared liked Billi, who could keep a heated situation cool and calm.
"Bron said I could get away for a few hours to help you out. Besides, I'm wondering why you didn't ask any female employees to..."
Least Jay could do, is get his brother off the hook. Swatting a butt aside, "Move it Joey. Oh hi, I'm Jay!"
"You're the manager?"
Jared had not shared with some who didn't know, of Jay's post-accident, which now, he had some ammo to do battle, "What's the matter, Billi, you don't think a handicapped person can run a store?"
Shaking Jay's hand, Billi turns the whole thing upside down, "Of course not. I'd love to work for Jay, maybe," she makes it convincing, "be his go-for, lunch, or run any other errands?" Then, not shutting up, Billi presents an aspect of the business no one has brought up, "Have you ever thought about internet sales?"
Joseph, seeing Wes standing around, decides to go make him busy!
"I think that's a cool idea!" Jay replies.
Caving in, because he wasn't expecting it, "You might just have found yourself a job, Billi. That is, if you're up to it?"
"I am and my partner, she knows tons and tons about the mail order business!"
Billi might have overstepped her boundaries a few times, but Jared liked her. Many a times unpredictable, he for once felt it paid off, discovering a part of the business, the internet, which seemed to take hold in many companies, throwing stimulus into a business, making it grow. Instead of his own recognition of a great idea, he says, "You'll have to take it up with the boss!"
Jay's mouth hung gaping open, watching Jared walk away, leaving him with his first decision.
His failure to quickly address things, Billi is on it, "You want me to call my partner, now?" she has her cell out.
"Um," Jay looked to Jared, tied up in conversation with someone else, then back to Billi, with the attitude of not sure of what to do, when...
As with him being Jared's `knight in shining armor', likewise, Jay knew Jared wasn't kidding, when he said there were others there to help, "Hi Jay," he reaches down to greet by handshake, "I'm Clark Coolidge, human resources for both stores, which, if it is to your liking, I'll annex Topher's to my duties?"
Coldly, Billi says, "Hi Clark."
Sometimes Billi could be on top of things, other times, childish, like right now, snubbing Clark.
After presenting Billi's idea to Clark, something Jared had already explained to the `hiring & firing boss', Jay presents Billi's idea about her partner.
Unknown to Jay, Billi had tried getting her partner in the door, over at J&J, the satellite store. When he mentions Billi's idea, Clark simply states, "Why don't we wait until we get the main store open, before starting on a new venture, Jay?" he snubbed Billi back!
"Sure. I think it's a good idea, but I think it would cool if Billi worked here in the store?" Regardless of what anyone else thought, Jay liked Billi, her energy.
"What do you want me to do first?" Billi asks Jay.
Not having a clue, "Um, do you know how to tape up boxes?"
A minute after Billi leaves Jay's side, Jared drifts over, "I've made the rounds. Are you ready for our first business meeting?"
"Is everything okay, or not okay?" Jay asks.
"A little of each," Jared smiles.
Taking it as the bad maybe not being so bad, Jay asks, "Give me the good stuff first."
"The good. Good of you to Billi right to work. Nice how you gave her the menial task of slapping tape over the boxes," Jared says, watching her do just that.
"She's really gung-ho on this internet business, but Clark seems to think we should wait it out?"
"I'd stick with Clark. He hires some fantastic people..."
"Like Billi?"
"Okay, so he admits to making one mistake!" Jared laughs.
"I don't think Billi is a mistake. I like her. I think she's cool," Jay says excitedly.
"Yeah, well, I like her too, but I try not to mention much in front of Clark. Between you and me, Billi's lucky we like her, because you know who gets the last say in hiring and firing?"
"Joey?" Jay looks across the way, seeing Joseph talking with Dack Harmon, Chip's 21-year old brother.
"Poor Joseph."
"What's so poor about him? He's like a magnet around us gay men?"
"Ain't it the truth!" Jared replies. "Somehow, he's like a little lost puppy here today."
"Maybe you should go to the lost and found and help find him?"
"Joseph?" Jared exhales like he's spitting, "He can find his own way around. Ready for the bad news?"
"Entertain me," Jay says, watching Jeremy walk over to Joseph, the two returning to some big boxes needing to be stacked.
"According to Tom Gerardi, Topher's is ill-equipped to handle the flow in case of an emergency, which includes `thou'."
"I can get around all right."
"I know you can, but if you have 40 shoppers running for one of the 2 exits, who do you think is going to get there last?"
Jay says, "Me, because Billi will be pushing me. Damn! I bet she wouldn't hesitate to run a few people down!"
"Okay. Billi is in. I'm releasing her from J&J to come work for you and I'll tell you why," Jared says, all businesslike.
"Why?"
Jared cocks his head, "Don't be a smart aleck! According to Tom, and this is no reflection on the personal owners, as they built this business to what it is today, but Topher's is not large enough to carry both clothing and surfboards."
"So, what do we do?" Jay asks.
"What do you think you should do, Mr. Surf-shop Owner?" Jared throws it back into his brother's lap.
"Um, get another store?" Jay laughs.
Though, Jay wasn't at all far off in his joking, Jared saying, "Exactly. It's in the works, Wes looking into purchasing `The Flake House'."
"P-purchasing? `The Flake House'? But haven't you spent enough money on me already, Jare?"
Getting sentimental, Jared says, "I could spend all the money we own, if it would make you happy."
"Cool! Would this be a good time to ask you to buy me a couple of surfboards?"
"You'll have your pick, if you think we should go with a separate store?"
"Geez, Jare. Like how would all this work out?" Jay asks.
Knowing Jay wouldn't be able to decide, at least for his own good, Jared spells it out, "Topher's would still be geared for surfing, but only a handful of boards, mostly for decoration. The Flake House', yet to be named, would carry mostly boards, a few exclusive lines of accessories. In addition, The Flake House', which still needs to be renamed, will offer training for any level surfing."
"Cool! Who are we going to get to be a trainer?"
"Do you remember Jesse Spencer?"
"Jesse's going to be a trainer?" Jay says excitedly, so much so, he felt like jumping out of his chair, but couldn't!
"I dunno. That's for you and Clark to figure out."
Suddenly it threw a downer into Jay's happy outlook, "I like Clark and Billi, but I don't like it that they don't get along."
"I think we share the same feeling, bro, but after all is said and done and the store is up and running, I doubt you will see much of Clark."
Not to be devious, just practical, about preserving peoples' feelings, "Why don't we do something to make sure Clark never comes around here or the board store?"
"What do you want me to do? I can't fire Clark?!" Jared seeks an answer.
"Why can't we hire a human person for both stores, like you have with J&J?"
"Well, for one thing, J&J is a much bigger operation, with four times more employees. Oh, did I mention there's a possibility of a third store opening next year?"
"Whoopee-doo! What about `my' stores?"
It's something Jared didn't think about, Jay inheriting both stores, but again, having quality people working at both locations made all the difference.
"Your stores. Okay, we'll look into hiring a resource manager. I suppose with 3 J&J stores, Clark will have his hands full. In the mean time, I've found out on my own, Jeremy has really been a big asset to getting things rolling. I know he's interested in going back to college and I think on a part time basis, he would make a helluva good store manager."
"Cool! Jeremy? That's like, so awesome, Jare!"
When Jared was standing up and Jay wanting to show some affection, he would slip a hand inside the belt of Jared's pants, around the side pocket and give a pull, which surely grabbed his attention.
However, this time, he says, "Uh, can we save the mushy stuff for later?"
"Sure," Jay replies, cracking a joke, "I just wanted to see if you were hard!"
Returning the humor, Jared replies, "Hmm, there's a lot to get hard over too!"
If they were home, they might have named names, Jared thinking the Harmon brothers very, very cute, Jay, more on Jeremy doing a great job in his brother's eyes, awarding him kingly status.
"Anything else?"
"Plenty," Jared says, "but we'll take it as it comes. Kerry Gorman is supposed to be here, but got tied up at the store," he looks at his watch.
"Kerry?" Jay tries putting a face, or bod, to the name, "Isn't he that cute cub?"
Jared leans in to Jay's ear, "I would suggest putting the labels away for now. You never know who is listening in?"
"Oh," Jay understands, but jokes, "in case Kerry is around, he might have heard me, thinking I'm trying to get into his pants?"
Jay immediately blushes, hearing Wes say, "Who's pants?"
"See what I mean?" Jared condones Jay's actions.
"I get it."
"I didn't get it," Wes replies, "someone care to explain it to me?"
"Forget what you heard Wes. What's the story on `The Flake House'?"
"The bank would be happy to unload it into your hands. If you don't mind, I'm appointing Joseph as my liaison in purchasing and sending him over to city hall to have the paperwork finalized. Someone from the bank will meet him there tomorrow, if this meets with your approval?"
"Mine?" Jared slaps his own dress shirt with his hand, "What would I know?"
Wes smiles, casting his eye sight from Jared, onto Jay, "What's your decision, young tycoon?"
Taking the brake off his chair, Jay says, "What the hell do I know what to do? Ask my ass-sociate!" he takes off in the direction of Jeremy.
"Do you two always get along this well?" Wes asks.
"If you only knew what goes on at home!"
Though, not much has been happening with the brothers, since Jared decided not to come home last night. Matter of fact is, he was using his night with Stuart as a breakaway. So far, as of today, Jay has not been squawking about him not being there this morning, other than a quick, `where were you?'
Before Wes got away, Jared says, "I'm sorry, that I've been so wrapped up in what's happening around here today, I forgot to ask how your boys are?"
"Fine, except the lady I leave them with... hold on. I've got a call," Wes interrupts himself.
Jared didn't mind at all, Wes turning his back on him, to take the call.
Even though Jay wasn't up to it, Jared had a graduation party for him, middle of July, whereas Jay was getting used to sitting up. Though swimming was out for himself, Jared thought a `stimulating' swim party might help cheer him up. It was the first time he caught a glimpse of his attorney, wearing a very low rise swim suit.
The party did touch Jay, who because he was observer, mentally made out his list of the nice-looking' dudes, in other words the heavily-hairy, opposed to the so-so' guys, mostly smooth. He loved the way Wes, Joseph and some of the other hirsute men looked, coming out of the water, it draining down, making their bods a blur. Of course, no party would be a party without Jesse Spenser, of which Jay had a special crush on him. Like Jake, Jesse spent tons of time on the water with his board. Unlike Jake, instead of a lithe frame, Jesse' sported a swimmer's build, a worked out, yet not a muscled man's bod, because Jesse rely on solo sports to carve a chiseled bod. Jay was sure genes had some type or pull in making him look like the splendid specimen he could be. Now, the very thought of having his `crusher-man' on staff, "Is Jesse coming in today?"
"As... we... speak," Jared looks through the spaces of the `Going Out of Business' signs...
"Jesse!"
"Hey! Jesse yells back, "How's my favorite surfer?!"
A little jealous, Jay was wondering, if he was Jesse's `favorite surfer', then how come he attacked Jared with welcoming arms first!
"Hey, Jesse?" Joseph suddenly appears.
"I'm not talking to you!" Jesse replies.
The stalemate-breaker, Jay says, "Hey, two of my favorite people in the world can't be mad at each other?"
Joseph speaks up for himself, "It's not fault you left a surfboard standing alone, where someone could readily take it?"
"I know, but who's the one who knocked it over when the police recovered it?"
A slight grin through his teeth, Joseph says, "I offered to make it up to you, Jesse?"
"I'm still waiting?"
Jay was curious, to say the least, "Like, what was the making up deal?"
"How about tomorrow night?" Joseph jumps in with, before Jesse can divulge any secrets.
"I don't have anything planned." Jesse turns to Jay, "How about you? Any plans?"
"What the fuck, Jesse?" Joseph gets a little heated.
"We're two of Jay's favorite people. Don't you think that would mean something, giving him a rare treat?"
"I suppose," Joseph replies, with little enthusiasm.
"Cool," Jay says, "Can you come to my place, so I don't have to go anywhere?"
At least Jesse was being fair about it, an arm wrestling tournament to see who fucks who!
"Hi Jay!"
It was getting to be like a high school reunion, Winson showing up, "Remember you promised me a job?"
"Right," Jay remembered, but wondered about Joel being there. Keeping it simple Jay says, "Hey, Joel."
"We were wondering..."
When the two walked in, virtually they could be termed a `pair', holding hands.
"If you happen to have an extra open position for Joel?"
"I think I would be good at selling!" Joel replies.
Knowing how Joel and his brother used to hang out nightly at The Spin Club aka HOODWINK'd, Jay wondered exactly what Joel intended on selling, "You think so?"
"Maybe."
"Go over and pick up one of those boards and bring it over here," Jay `commands.'
"Okay."
"What's up?" Winson asks Jay.
"Joel is going to sell you a board."
Getting hyper, Winson says, "A no sell. I don't have loot like that! I've got college bills!"
"Relax, Winson. Joel is not going to `really' sell you a board, but don't make it easy for him, just because your boyfriends?"
"Boyfriends? How could you tell?"
"Holding hands?"
Rather than wait for Jay to go down a list, Winson says, "Okay. We're boyfriends. I will try my best not to buy the board."
"Good. I wouldn't want you to be biased!" Jay gives him a wink!
Joel got off the hook, because as soon as juggled the surfboard around to hold it under his arm, he turned, swatting Billi right in the butt!
"Oops! Sorry! I didn't mean it. I swear! Besides, I suck cock!"
It gave a party feel to the serious nature of the meeting of the minds, guys laughing their asses off, Tom Gerardi awarding Joel, "Nice move kid," then, catching his ear, "if you want a nice long, fat one, let me know!"
Perhaps Tom was joking, but checking the 37-year old out, while taking the surfboard out of the stand, Joel replies, "Sounds interesting. All right if I bring my boyfriend?"
"Oh," Tom's mouth turns sour, "you've got a boyfriend, do you?"
Tom walks away, Joel saying in an upbeat tone, "Happy fishing!"
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Copyright 2013 T. Chase McPhee
`FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS', and developing segments of this story, may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author.