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FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS 22
WriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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Whether Billi accepted Joel's apology for rear-ending her with the tail end of a surfboard, it was his saving grace, her coming over, leaning over Jay's shoulder, saying, "It's 1 o'clock, Jay. Aren't you a teensie bit hungry?"
"Yeah, I am," Jay says, yawning in her face, "sorry."
More, his attention was drawn to Joel, trying to sell Winson a surfboard, which wound up as a coaching session, Winson showing Joel how to sell it. It also came to him, how two strangers so quickly adapted to each other, in such a short time!
Billi was the first, but soon the others started to feel the pangs of needing sustenance, Jared saying, "Might be a good idea to take a little break here." With making the rounds of the room, seeking out advice on how to upgrade Topher's, putting the store in motion, Jared hardly noticed, but now recalls, "How about you, Mr. Camera-man?"
"Oh, so you did notice I was here?" Stuart replies facetiously, snapping a pic of Jared, projecting a wrinkled up smile.
"Of course." Batting back the sarcasm into Stuart's court, Jared tells him, "I saw you around... 5 minutes ago!"
"Thanks, man," Stuart replies, thinking how later, like last night, he would get even, tickling the bottoms of Jared's feet with his tongue, before moving up those hairy legs, destination thoroughly massaging the pair of hot balls, cock and onward...
"Okay, people," Jared tried calming the noise. A whistling shriek from Stuart's lips, Jared mimes, "Thank you!"
He knew no one would turn down the invitation to lunch, on him, choosing Tam's Asian Encounter and in under a minute, the store was gutted of human habitation.
Billi was a nice person, but as Jay was finding out, could also be a real pest! He had hoped to be escorted by Jeremy at the handles of his wheelchair, but instead, Billi stole the reins.
"How did you like how everything is going?" Jared asks Jay.
Looking up, of course Billi could not see Jay rolling his eyes, with his brother at his side, "Okay."
Having known Billi longer than Jay, of how she can be, Jared asks, "Where's Jeremy?"
"Over here," Jeremy breaks off his chatting with Tom Gerardi, galloping towards the chair.
Giving his brother hint, Jared says, "Billi, bug off!"
Never rightfully being introduced, Billi says, "Oh, is this your boyfriend I've heard so much about?"
Knowing what was on each other's mind, Jay and Jared looking at each other and smile, like, `Who has Billi been talking to?'
Not having to say anything, Jeremy covering for them, he politely introduces himself, grabbing up the handles.
Just as they got to Tam's, Billi remembered she had to do something and `asked' to be excused.
Wandering in the rather elegant Asian restaurant, one of the `helpers' spots Jay, hustling over, acknowledging the other with a hello, but bends over, grabbing up Jay in a hug, as best he could, "Nice to see you, bro!"
Jay met Martin while a junior in high school. He and Jake had been trying to surf on waves hardly characteristic of a surfer's dream. It was Martin who put it into then teens' head, surfing the west coast.
Jay was happy to see him too, but also was calling in his debt' from Martin, "You said, whenever in the neighborhood, drop by'. Here we are!"
Unknown to Jared, to this day, it was the first time Jay and Jake had sex with a third guy. It didn't come right away, not until they had known Martin for all of a month, did they take on the dare.
Six years older, Martin was dating a guy almost their age, a high school senior, who they didn't know, because he wasn't from the island.
As they got to know Martin more, they would follow him back to his modest rooming at a beach home owned by someone else. With 4 guys in one small room, things progressed rather quickly and from watching dvd's of famous surfers, the high school senior tried nudging things along, towards at least 3 in the bed!
It didn't happen, because Jay and Jake hadn't any experience, more than some oral sex with each other. Impatient, the high schooler left, Martin inviting them out for a bite to eat.
A matter of fact, after a few times of going back to Martin's place, it was Jake asking about going 3-way.
At the time, Jake was working out of his father's service station and although some very hot dudes showed up at the pumps, he did have the nerve to return smiles, but hadn't the gumption to connect with any of his customers.
Martin had filled up a couple of times, but was the exception to Jake's rule, when it came to hooking up as a result of a flirt.
Since Martin had `the place', Jake and Jay didn't at all mind taking a few hours out of their surfing-day to meet up with Martin.
At first, Jay was reluctant to join in, Jake going gung-ho, like making up for all those hot dudes at the pumps, he passed up!
At the time, Martin waited on tables at Tam's. Now, he owned the business, which left not a lot of time for surfing. At age 28, he didn't have time right now for a man in his life. His `man' was his surfboard, which is where Martin spent all of his free time. Sure, he met up with guys, but nothing significant since Zach Zoen.
From turn of events, Martin was sad to hear of Jay's surfing accident, like all of his friends, devastated over the news, but happy to hear of Zach turning over his beach house for Jay to live.
Upon hearing of Jay and his brother setting foot in the door of Tam's, it was a must on Martin's list, putting the brothers at the top, to come out from the kitchen to greet them, "Is Jake here?"
To Martin's inquiry, Jay says, "Hello to you too, Martin!"
"Uh," Martin tries to make excuse, "you know, when I ask for Jake, I mean you, too?"
"Of course, Martin," Jay swats the very notion away, as if a fly in the air, "don't think anything of me!" he laughs.
"Don't give me that line," Martin replies, sitting in a vacant seat next to Jay.
"I like the chinstrap and stache, Marti."
Mistakenly, Martin asks, "Does that mean you might want to..." he meant with Jake, "get together again?"
Now, there were 6 chairs at this table, one scooted away so Jay could roll his pubes underneath, the one to his left with Martin's butt parked there, the other 4 yet to be occupied, but Jeremy, overhearing Martin, taps him on the shoulder, "Sorry, but that's my seat?"
`Who the hell are you?' Martin thinks it, looking around, "Take your pick?" he was nice about the other 4 empties.
Seeing Martin bent out of shape, Jay tells him, "Marti, this is my boyfriend, Jeremy."
"Boyfriend?" Martin gets up. "Sorry," he addresses Jeremy, shaking his hand. Back to Jay, "Good for you!"
Jay says, "Marti kept Jay and me fed for months after we came back from Oregon. No offense, Marti, but we kind of got sick of Asian food!"
"You never complained when I showed up at your door?"
"That's because I didn't want to ruin it for Jare!" Jay laughs.
Martin says, adamantly, "There was nothing going on between your brother and me?"
"What a shame," Jay says, Jeremy being entertained by the unknown, "because we," thinking of him and his pal, "thought you could be kind of `hot'!"
Jay's laughter died down quite suddenly, Jeremy asking, "Oh? How would that go, Jay?"
"Oops!"
Martin laughed his ass off, "Yeah, get yourself out of that one, Mr. Smarty-pants!"
Jay couldn't. Not with Jared, Stuart and the twins, Chip and Dack Harmon congregating at their table.
Martin told them don't worry about the menu, he would take care of filling the table and their stomachs.
Walking away, Martin was happy for Jay, but his mind then settled on Jake. At first, it was himself, Jake and Jay, but in the middle of the second time the three met in his room, Jay didn't have the taste for 3-man sex. It's just as well, as Martin thought back, Jake a hot man when it came to lying there in the sheets, allowing the then senior in high school, to take care of him. Arriving at the kitchen, he had to put those thoughts away, or else his apron would not suffice for hiding his oncoming erection. Instead, he put it on his agenda to give Jake a call!
Out in the dining room, at the `other' table, Joseph had congregated with Tom Gerardi, manager of the main store and Wes Bentley, the Evans Family and Karl Loft, security at the satellite store.
All the others, the younger teen and college crowd had broken off, heading for Donato's, for pizza.
Who should Wes recognize, but a client of his, Johnston McSeain, whom is responsible for revitalizing the island the community, updating it over the years. As Wes was adding accolades upon accolades about the 36-year old architect, Joseph, Tom and Karl were taking in the features of the ginger-blond!
When Joseph asks, "Are you single, Mr. McSeain," which they already have discovered, is pronounced more like the French river!
"Pardon my friend's ignorance," Wes replies, knowing which way his ongoing client bends.
Smiling, keeping the atmosphere cool, Johnston cuts in, "My friends call me Johnsi and I'd love to have dinner with you sometime, Joseph!"
A look of surprise on his face, Joseph says, "That didn't take long!"
Sitting right next to Joseph, Johnsi says, "I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I don't keep my life hidden in a closet," which he goes on to prove, putting a hand behind Joseph's neck, tilting him closer for a peck on the cheek!
"Oh man," Joseph jokes, "you just blew my cover!"
"I can speak for Karl and myself," Tom says, "with a boss like Jared, none of us have anything to keep hidden back at the store."
"Here, here," Karl says, lifting his glass of beer.
It seemed, throughout their lunch, Joseph got paired up with Jonsi, Tom and Karl old friends, Wes odd man at the table, until Jesse Spenser decides to show up. Only, he wasn't alone, his friend, Kerwin Jens with him.
It wasn't said, but with the whole table rising to the occasion, it could be guessed they all thought the couple `drop dead gorgeous'!
Only, they couldn't stay, walking past the bunch and towards Jay's table.
Focusing on Jared, Jesse wanted to introduce him to Kerwin, a key component, Jesse thought, for turning the surf shop into a successful business.
Upon their departure, Kerwin, who hadn't mentioned it before, wanted to double back and chat with an old friend of his father's.
Were the guys jealous, when the `old friend' turned out to be Wes!
Karl and Tom more so, Joseph thinking he got a hot catch, Johnsi beside him!
As for Jay, Jeremy had picked up before on, "So, we're boyfriends?"
"Of course!" Jay matched his assumption, then checking, "That's what we are, aren't we, or did you change your mind?"
"What do you think would make me do that?" Jeremy throws back on Jay.
"Um," Jay thinks a minute, then preposterously replies, "because I can't get it up?" he smiles.
"There's more to things in this world, other than whether a guy can get a rise... or not?"
"Cool!" Jay can only think, Jeremy solidifying the facts, giving him a hug, kissing.
Of which it grabs the attention of the rest of the table, Jared saying, "Am I missing something?"
Jared says, "I think I just lost my favorite boyfriend!"
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THe END!
Copyright 2013 T. Chase McPhee
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