All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.
I love summer. As a kid, it meant running around the neighborhood with my friends, peeing in bushes, playing video games whenever I wanted, staying up late, even dancing in the rain with my mom during the occasional storm, and best of all—enjoying the sun on my skin. It was a hell of a lot better than the winters we had to deal with.
But now? Now it means catching up with old “friends” from high school since we’re all back home for the first time since we started college. I have to admit, leaving the paradise of California to come back home for two months wasn’t something I was looking forward to, but now that I’m here, I intend to make the most of it.
I hear the car horn blare right as I finish scrunching up my hair, getting it to look just the way I want—short on the sides with a messy fringe on top. I know, it’s a bit cliche and overdone, but it’s a huge improvement from the neat side-part I used to have.
“I’m going out, Mom!” I yell when I get to the door.
“Alright, sweetie, have fun at the beach! Don’t forget to wear sunscreen!” she yells back from somewhere in the large house.
I hit the lock button on our keypad and bounce down the front steps and into the waiting Benz parked in the long driveway.
The moment the car door closes, I hear a high-pitched squeal. “Robbie!” A pair of slim arms wrap around me and pull me in tight for a hug. I laugh loudly when I turn to see the top of Lilly’s blonde head pressed against my shoulder, squeezing me like we haven’t seen each other in a year, even though we FaceTime at least once a week.
“Hey, Lilly, it’s good to see you too.” I grin at her when she finally lets go.
On the other side of her, Tina gives me a wave and a smile, her curly red hair creating a halo around her from the sunlight pouring into the car.
“Well, if it isn’t little Robbie Lawler, how are you doing, bud?” Colin sits in the driver’s seat—sunglasses framing his face, perfect blond hair parted in the middle, looking effortlessly cool like always.
“Colin, it’s good to see you.” My smile goes from genuine to forced the moment I lay eyes on him. It’s not that I don’t like Colin—I just think he’s a massive blowhard who doesn’t know when to stop.
“Hey, Robbie, glad you’re coming with us.” Next to Colin is Kyle; his grin putting me at ease. His curly black hair has gotten longer over the past year, but it suits him, makes him even cuter than I remember.
I shoot Kyle a massive grin. “Hey! It’s been a while. I’m glad you and Lily convinced me to come along.”
Colin pulls out of the driveway, and the trip to the beach is short and uneventful, filled with everyone chattering away about what their lives are like in their respective universities. Truth be told, the only person I’ve kept in touch with is Lilly—everyone else just sort of… faded away from existence. But that’s easy when you’re the quiet one of the group. Everyone is your friend, but you’re not really theirs.
We pull up to the beach and I can feel the sun beating down on us the moment we get out of the car. I help Kyle carry the cooler while the girls grab some bags. Colin leads us down the beach, the sand warm and shifting under each step, sticking to my bare feet. Before I moved out to California, I hated coming to the beach, but now I go so often with my new friends that this is insanely comfortable to me.
We pass open spot after open spot, but Colin doesn’t slow down like he’s a man on a mission. That is until a green sign with bright white lettering comes into view: Clothing optional beyond this point.
I stop dead in my tracks, causing Tina to almost crash into me. “We are not going there, are we?” I ask, my voice cracking traitorously.
Lilly glares daggers at Colin while he smirks. “Colin, you said we wouldn’t go to the nude part of the beach today.” She shoots me a guilty look in silent apology.
Colin shrugs and gestures lazily. “Kyle and Tina don’t have a problem with it. You don’t have a problem with. I definitely don’t have a problem with it. So it’s just…”
Everyone turns to look at me and suddenly four pairs of eyes seem a lot more like a hundred. I gulp and try to swallow the golf ball that appears to have made a home in my throat. The old me from high school would have said no way and ordered an Uber back home. But I’ve tried very hard to bury that version of me. The new me nods instead. “Nah, it’s cool. I’m down if you guys are.”
Colin looks stunned, certain I was going to say no and chicken out. But he doesn’t know that the new me has no problem going toe to toe with him.
We cross the boundary on the beach and soon enough we’re passing groups of people and some couples, all naked as the day they were born. I had always imagined that nude beaches would be filled with your stereotypical old person—women with sagging tits and balding men with wrinkly skin. Instead, I’m met with people of all ages and body types, most of them really attractive.
My cock twitches as we finally settle into a spot surrounded by people our age. There’s a group of frat bros in the ocean tossing around a football, dicks swinging with each jump and catch. To our left, some girls with perky boobs pretend to read when they’re really watching the guys with the football. And to our right are two cute gay guys making out on a blanket, openly stroking each other’s cocks without a care in the world.
By the time Lily and Tina finish setting up the blanket, I’m half hard in my shorts, but it’s Colin who catches my eye. He’s been staring at the couple making out as well, only stopping when Kyle hands him a beer.
Colin turns to me with a smirk on his face. “So, little Robbie, what do you think?”
I shrug and pull off my t-shirt in one smooth motion instead, dropping it onto the blanket.
“Damn, little Robbie isn’t so little anymore,” Kyle whispers with awe, staring at my chest.
It’s true I’ve filled out a bit more than when I was in high school. I started eating more and going to the gym, so the pale, skinny body I used to have is now a tanned and lean, muscular body with abs. I feel heat creeping up my neck from their attention, but Lilly steps in and saves me by undoing her bikini top and pushes down the bottom, leaving her completely naked.
It’s strange seeing my friend naked, but it pulls the other’s attention away from me and spurs them into following her lead. Soon they’re all naked, but unfortunately that means their attention is back on me.
“Sun’s out, buns out! You gonna join us, little Robbie?” Colin laughs. “Or is that part still little?” He grabs his cock and tugs on it obscenely.
“You’re such a jerk, Colin,” Lilly says to him. She turns to me and quietly says, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Robbie. Plenty of people keep their shorts on.”
I’m tempted to agree, except that I don’t see a single person around us with clothes on. So I push my shorts down quickly, my half-hard cock flopping out for the world to see. The moment I’m naked, Lilly cheers while Tina claps and Kyle thumps me on the back proudly.
I know it’s silly, but it’s a big deal for me, exposing myself to my friends like this. Unlike me, this isn’t the first time they’ve come here. I remember Lilly telling me about the first time they snuck in here during our junior year spring break. I wasn’t invited because they knew I would say no. Then they came back the following year and apparently everyone watched Colin have sex with some random college chick right here on the sand. No one had bothered to invite me then either.
But I’m finally here—in all my naked glory.
“Alright, let’s hit the water!” Kyle says excitedly.
We all rush towards the ocean, and the moment the water hits me, I’m pleasantly surprised. The Atlantic is much warmer than the Pacific water I’ve gotten used to. We spend the better part of the morning like that, swimming, playing, even joining the frat bros in tossing the football around.
Eventually, we make our way back to our spot, all of us tired from being in the water for so long. I plop down on the blanket and look over to where the gay couple is. They had gone in the water while we were there, but now they’re back to making out, one guy straddling the other, their hard lengths rubbing together while the guy on top strokes them in his fist.
My cock rises to full mast, hard and aching from the sight in front of me. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done my fair share of experimenting this past year, but watching two hot guys go at it like that is next level.
“Ha! I knew you’re gay!” Colin’s snarky voice pulls me out of the trance I fell into watching the guys. I look over to see him sitting next to me, pointing at my already leaking erection.
“I am gay,” I deadpan. Colin blinks at me while Lilly looks on with pride. “What? Do you have a problem with that, Colin?”
“Uh… no! Not at all. I was just pointing out that my suspicions were right,” Colin mutters, clearly thrown that I would call him out like that.
I smirk at him as an idea forms in my head. “Well, you’re one to talk. I saw you staring at them when we got here. I’m pretty sure you like cock too.”
“Oh, please, I’m straight as an arrow. The only thing that gets me going is a nice pair of tits and a juicy pussy,” Colin says with an awkward chuckle.
“Right. Sure.” I lean in close to him, but keep my voice loud enough that the others can still hear. “Of course, you know there’s nothing wrong with being gay or bi.”
“I’m not—I mean… I know. I’m just straight, is all,” Colin responds, a blush coloring his cheeks.
“Wanna bet?”
“What? No way, that’s fucking gay!” Colin says, eyes shifting nervously between me, Kyle, and the girls.
“It’s not.” I shrug. “It’s only gay if you like it. How about this? If I can’t make you come, then you’re not gay. And if I do… well then you’ll have to do something for me.”
Colin narrows his eyes. “Like what?”
“Oh, I don’t know, but I’m sure I can think of something.”
Colin hesitates, but when he sees the others are still watching, he sticks out his hand and puffs out his muscular chest. “Deal.”
I move over so Colin can lie down. His dick is cut like mine, but even soft, he’s a lot thicker than any guy I’ve fooled around with. A thin trail of hair leads from his belly button to blond curls at the base of his shaft, but his balls are completely smooth.
I wrap my fingers around his length and slowly stroke it to life. “See, you’re already getting hard.”
Colin’s eyes are closed tight and through gritted teeth says, “That doesn’t prove anything. It just means my dick works the way it’s supposed to.”
I don’t answer him. I keep stroking instead. His cock is steel wrapped in velvet, and after a minute of my ministrations, precum leaks out of him, pouring over my fingers. It creates a smooth glide with sounds that are far too obscene for a public beach.
I look to my right to see the girls watching with curiosity while Kyle is rock hard and touching himself. I jack Colin for a few minutes, but he doesn’t seem any closer to coming, so I lean down and lick a stripe from base to tip on the underside of his cock. He tastes salty, though I’m not sure if it’s from the ocean or the precum coating his shaft.
“Fuck!” Colin pushes himself up on his elbows to look at me, lust blazing in his ocean-blue eyes.
I smirk at him and do it again, but this time when I reach the top, I open wide and take the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his fat head. He hisses and clenches his fist at his side, toes curling with each bob of my mouth. I take him deeper, my jaw stretching to its limits, aching from the effort.
Finally, I feel him hit the back of my throat, right as my nose brushes against his curls, and I swallow. My throat constricts around him, eliciting another groan, and one of his hands threads through my hair, holding me there until I gag. I hollow my cheeks on the way back out and then flick his slit with my tongue, teasing it until he’s babbling. “God—fuck—why… ugh!”
I play with his balls, squeezing and tugging at them, and then take one into my mouth, rolling it around, and then do the same with the other until his sac is dripping with my spit and he’s whimpering. “Robbie…”
With a deep breath, I take his shaft back into my mouth, sinking all the way down. That’s when I feel it. He throbs in my mouth and explodes with a loud groan. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming!” Colin holds me down as his cum pours down my throat, my tongue swirling around, working him through his orgasm. He doesn’t let go until he’s done.
I pull off with a pop, his cock flopping onto his thigh, and he collapses back on the blanket. “Well, I guess you’re a little gay after all.”
Colin glares at me and then sighs with defeat. “What do you want me to do?”
I smirk at him. “Don’t you worry about that right now. We’ve got the entire summer ahead of us.”
Maybe this summer won’t be so bad after all.
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