Exploring the Edge

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Chapter 3

JAKE

 That first day, before I went home, I had stopped by the Beach Patrol office to sign out. Captain Mike, my boss, was there outside my office door.

“Jake, can I see you in my office?”

“Sure, Captain.” I really didn’t want to see him, but you don’t say no to your boss.

I followed him there. His office was about twice the size of mine and had pictures of him with the beach Patrol, pictures from the last three years when he had been a lieutenant and from a few years before that. He had numerous citations for most rescues in a year, for rookie Lifeguard of the year, plus pics of him with friends, including some with me.

There was no pic of him with a husband, or boyfriend. I had heard that Mike had always been a loner, frequently dating, but never serious, at least not serious enough to pair himself up with anyone on his office walls, anyway.

Today he was in Lifeguard shorts, nothing on underneath, as usual, his big cock hanging free and only barely out of sight, and a white jersey that was tight around his muscular torso advertising his pecs and the large suck-able nipples that pressed out against that thin white material.

He looked hot as hell, as usual, and despite my state of mind, I felt a stirring, just looking at him. My body might be saying yes, yes, yes! My heart, however, had other ideas.

He directed me to a chair facing the desk, and he went around to the other side, to sit in his tall, backed executive office chair. He looked wrong there, too tanned, too muscular, too full of life, to be sitting behind a desk in a tall black leathered office chair.

“Jake, I heard last night, that things fell apart after I left between you and Dan. I am really sorry. What can I do to help? Do you need time off?”

“No.” I said, immediately. “I… I don’t know what’s happening, but I need to stay busy. I accepted a week off from the morning classes I give at the gym, but I was going to quit those anyway. This job needs me to be on duty from before the lifeguards go on duty to when we go off. My martial arts classes at the gym were interfering.”

“Are you sure? As you say, being a lifeguard, much less a Lieutenant, means you have to be alert. You think you can do this with this distraction? I know how much you love Dan. And listen, if I had any part if causing this, I know what they say about fucking around in the chain of command…”

I snorted involuntarily. “Um, Mike. You and I haven’t fucked, well, except on the dance floor at the club. But I hardly count that one. I mean, last night, Dan fucked you and Dean fucked you, both ends. I just watched.”

“And you got fucked over.” Mike finished.

We both snorted with a half-aborted chuckle.

But then Mike went on, “Listen, I probably shouldn’t have come on to you so hard when you and I hadn’t been promoted, but let’s face it, half the reason I did, was because I knew you wouldn’t easily cheat on Dan. It was the challenge of it. Then, it seemed like you were giving way, feeling more seducible, there were some fuck me vibes pouring off you that I just couldn’t resist, and slap me if was wrong, but I was like a horny moth to a flame. You are a hot man, Jake. But, if I contributed in any way toward this, just know I am really sorry. I may not have fucked you, but your man fucked me.”

“It wasn’t you, Mike.” I heard myself say.

“What do you mean it wasn’t me? He was so far up my ass…”

“Dan told me he was in love with Dean,” I said, cutting in. “Mike, it was if they were fucking each other through you. I saw the way they looked at each other. It was as if I wasn’t even there.”

Mike looked blurry to me, and I realized my eyes had flooded with tears. Mike got up and came around to crouch by me and pulled me into his arms.

“Aww Jake, baby, I am so, so sorry, man.”

We hugged and he kissed my cheek. I turned my face toward him, and his lips found mine. My mouth opened and Mike was kissing me, our tongues meeting and gently sort of rolling together.

Electricity shot through my body and my cock swelled in my speedos under my swim trunks, pushing out the top.

Mike kissed me more passionately, until we were both grunting and moaning, but then just as I thought he was going to rip the trunks off me, he let go, instead.

“Mm, fuck, Jake I could really get into you, but I am not gonna.” Mike said, standing up. For just a moment his tented shorts front nudged my cheek and mouth, but he stepped back and retreated behind his desk. He looked at me, groped himself with a lip parted sigh of lust that made my cock throb in answer. But then he sat down, letting the desk block my view, dammit.

“I didn’t want to let myself pound your ass before you broke up with Dan, and I am not going to do it now when you are vulnerable. For all I know you could get back to Dan, and I would complicate that. And if you're not with Dan, one of us would have to quit the Patrol before we could have anything together, anyway. I’m willing to flirt pretty hard with someone under me, but a full-blown affair, Jake, I love this job too much.”

I nodded, seeing where he was going, and relieved in a way. My life was becoming at least a little less complicated, maybe.

Mike shrugged, “Besides, Jake, I’ve never been good with relationships. I have a thing for the stripper bartender, Chase right now, but that won’t last long. He’s already trying to demand all my off-duty time and I just get claustrophobic. I have a feeling if you and I did anything, it would get complicated and probably end up badly for both of us. So, I will keep flirting with you, cause it's fun,” he chuckled with a Mike alpha leer that made me smile. “But that’s it.”

I nodded and felt a a lot of tension leave my body. Mike had just taken a lot of pressure off, and I found myself appreciating it.

“So what can I do for you, Jake. I would give you time off If you wanted it, but your right. You just got promoted. It wouldn’t look good. Besides, during the cold season, you’ll get plenty of time off anyway. Most of the Lifeguards head out to attend college in a couple of weeks, leaving a skeleton crew to watch over cold weather bathers for another month up until Mid-October. Then were all off but for the core patrol of you, me, the other Lieutenant and a hand full of others for another month in wet suits and dune buggies.”

I listened to Mike rattle on for a bit, but then he brought it back around to me.

“What are you going to do, Jake? You just going to let him walk away? You going to fight for him?”

“Mike,” I shook my head. “He’s in love with someone else.”

“Did he tell you he doesn’t love you anymore?”

“No.” I said, quietly, without thinking about it.

“Did he tell you he still loves you? Because I can tell you, Jake. Even for me, its obvious he still loves you. You do know a guy can love more than one at a time, buddy.”

After a moment I said, “Mike, I am not even sure we belong together. Love is one thing, but what if we just don’t really fit?”

Mike shrugged, “What if?”

I looked at him. “What do you mean?”

“What if?” Mike repeated. “How are you going to figure that out by asking me? I’m not the one you should ask. That’s why I am asking you. When you find out, I’d like to know.”

Mike grinned at me and got up again. “Think about it, Jake, and at some point, before it's too late, talk to your husband. One thing I do know about relationships. It takes a lot of talk. I am not much of a talker. Maybe that’s why relationships and I don’t mix.”

I couldn’t help but think he had done a lot of talking just then, but it just made me smile. Mike hugged me tight, to the point we ended up kissing, but it was a lazy kiss, without a lot of passion, just a little lazy sexy teasing.

Hell, there was no way I could kiss Mike without feeling the way our bodies and our half hard ten plus inch cocks meshed and rolled between us.

Mike and I could have had a very hot but very short relationship, one built on sex. Man to man grinding heat, but over probably before it even began.

He was right, I had a lot to think about.

Except a whole other week went by before I did anything at all.

Patrick was there to greet me every evening when I came home, and though he didn’t really ring my bells, at least he was there, cooking me dinner, keeping me going with nighttime cuddles hat usually ended up with us stroking each other off.

I just couldn’t do more with Patrick, and the long-haired beauty didn’t push it.

I had come home as usual, wondering what do.

Patrick was off with the mayor with some political thing for the evening, so I debated if I should go out. Maybe it was time I at least tried to talk to Dan.

I changed into some nylon jogging shorts, no jock, letting my cock flop free, and taking my phone and hit the beach, starting out on a nice Jog. I thought I would head north into the dunes before heading home. I was getting horny enough as I started out, not to care if my cock wagged free of my shorts leg. Who knew? Maybe I would get lucky in the dunes tonight.

My phone text signal played a tune and I blinked. That was Dan’s signal.

Tabbing the phone on, I was so excited I almost dropped the phone. I saw that message had been sent.

“Jake, I have a very important question. Can we meet for dinner?”

“Now?”

“Yes. In an hour.”

“Where?”

“The Blue Moon.”

“Just Us?”

“Yes. No one else. Just you and me.”

“Ok. I will be there.”

“Good.”

That was it, no love, none of the usual parting niceties of husbands in love. No, “I love you,” or even “Good, Love.” Nope, just “Good.” Well, what did I expect? We hadn’t said or typed a word to each other all week.

I closed the phone and focused on getting home. I was ashamed of myself. Here Mike had advised me to call Dan a full week ago, and it was Dan who had to call me.

 Blue Moon was one of the fine dining restaurants in Rehoboth, with intimate surroundings for the diner. I wasn’t sure what Dan had in mind, but it meant cleaning up and more than casual dress.

I showered, cleaning myself out, just in case, shaved around the soft stubble of my jaw, leaving it there because I knew Dan liked it. I shampooed my black hair and brushed it out into its wavy mane, put on a hint of cologne, but then I chose my tightest stone washed slim cut denim jeans going commando, to show off what I had in detail, a super tight navy button down dress shirt, and dark grey blazer, my feet tucked into navy canvas deck shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I had to admit, I was fucking hot. All that martial arts and gym work paid off, and I reminded myself I was going to have to find some way to keep after it without that morning job at the gym.

I wore the anchor earrings Dan had bought me for my birthday and added the anchor medallioned necklace that went with it.

Feeling nervous I headed out and got to the Blue Room ahead of Dan. The maître d was a friend I recognized from the gym. He smiled and said, “Evening, Jake, right this way. Your husband reserved one of our private rooms.”

“Oh thanks, David.”

David leaned in, “And may I say you look particularly ravishing tonight, Jake.”

“You may.” I said, offering him a grin and a wink. Inwardly I was shaky, however, as I followed his hot ass back through the colonial style décor past a large dining room filled with patrons, past a smaller private dining room and into a corridor with three small dining booths on the left, each with curtains once could draw for absolute privacy. He drew back the curtain and I settled in.

“I will send Maurice back with anything you like while you wait?”

“Just some water with lime, tonight, David.”

“Perhaps later?”

“Perhaps.”

It seemed to take forever for Dan to get there, though my watch said it was only a few minutes.

I heard the maitre’d just outside say, “He is in this booth, Sir.”

The curtain slid aside and Dan, looking in at me, stepped into his seat facing me.

He wore tight white jeans, a sky blue Jersy and a white linen jacket. His cerulean eyes took me in and then he looked down at the table.

My heart stopped. How could I even begin to forget how beautiful he was, how sexy? My God, what had I been thinking?

I opened my mouth wanting to speak but found it hard to breath for a moment.

Then he opened his beautiful, sensual lips and said,