An uneasy look settles onto his face againand he pulls back, though not far enough to entice me to stop, so I move incloser and let my wrist graze against his upper arm.
“You’re eighteen now, bud...” he says whilepretending to seem unaffected by my advances. “I’m sure there are a lot of hotchicks after you. Go for it!”
His reluctance to let go of the façade issomewhat cute, but if I have to deal with it any longer, I will go crazy.
“You’re right... And I am going for it,” Isay, feeling bold and ready to skip past the stupid game we’re playing, and Ireach down and finally grab his crotch. He is such a bone head and nothing elseis going to seal the deal. I realize it’s a risk – after all, he could totallyblow me off, but there really is nothing left to say or do.
The risk pays off.
The color in his face intensifies, fromshades of pink to cherry red, once he rests his hand on top of mine.
“Does your brother know?” he asks, lookingas nervous as he sounds.
“Nope.”
“Like nobody in your family?”
“None of them.”
The anxiety in his face gives way to a hotand bothered look. Meanwhile, I notice a visible bulk start to form within hiscrotch.
“Shit!” he whispers as he tosses his headback and runs his fingers through his hair. “Jake’s fucking brother... I can’tbelieve I’m doing this!”
He’s got a point. Messing around with mybrother’s best friend is quite taboo. Still, I don’t give a shit.
“You let me watch,” I remind him. “Do youremember?”
A tender smile creeps up onto his face.
“You were a horny little pervert – alwayschecking me out. How could I not? Did you like what you saw that night?”
“Like it,” I say while I caress his shaft,willing it grow larger. “I have been haunted by the image ever since. No guyhas ever had a cock that’s matched up to yours.”
Our eyes drift down towards his lap andthen back to each other.
“We all have them,” I carry on. “You know:the guys or girls who set the gold standard. Your cock has been my goldstandard ever since that night. I like them big, thick and rock hard – allbecause of you.”
All the attention I am giving him seems tobe having a dizzying effect because he can barely keep his eyes open. Heliterally purrs like a kitten as I caress him and he throws his head back ontothe pillow of the lounge chair again.
“I should have let you take my cock everytime I came over,” he whispers quietly to himself.
“I waited... What stopped you?”
“Why didn’t you do this to me sooner?” heasks, as if it had been my duty to reel him in.
“You were the older one,” I point out. “Theball was always in your court.”
“Shit,” he whispers to himself again andthen brushes me off. “Jake’s fucking brother – I can’t do this, man!”
“You sure you’re ready to walk away now?” Iask before I lose him.
He fixes me with a daring look. While hisexpression is filled with determination and lust, he still seems paralyzed.
“Join me...” I say as I get up from mylounge chair and I turn towards the cabana. “In there.”
Jarrod’s eyes widen.
“Are you crazy?”
“I must be – for waiting this long to getmy hands all over you.”
He turns to the water and then back to me.“This is not funny, dude...Your brother is right down there, on the friggin’beach!” he says.
“So?”
“Seriously dude. You’re going to get usinto trouble.”
“Jake doesn’t give a shit what I do.”
“Still... What about the other guys?Dude... Not here!”
“Jarrod,” I say, sounding all cute andsweet. “Nobody is around. And Jake is too busy with his girlfriend to even careabout what you’re doing.”
Jarrod’s still not convinced so I launch mybackup plan and begin to slowly lower my mesh shorts. When I let them fall tothe ground and reveal the skimpy jockstrap I have on, Jarrod just about creamshis pants and all he can do is stare at my ass, like he’s in heaven. I havegotten him so far down the road that turning back is no longer an option.
He swallows hard.
I start to make my way into the cabana andI see that he wants to bounce out of that lounge chair and join me but he’sstill hesitating.
“It’s okay,” I say, nudging him along andthen he soon starts to shuffle in his chair. “My brother will never know. He’shaving a good time so why don’t we have our own party?”
Even though I know there is a small chancethat somebody could walk in on us, I figure that it’s not fair for everybodyelse to be pairing up and having fun while Jarrod and I hang out and donothing. So I tell him what he needs to hear. Truth be told, if I were a chick,he would have already had me in the damn cabana and he wouldn’t have cared whowalked in.
Fuck the double standard!
Jarrod nervously adjusts his baseball capand then looks around a few times, just to make sure the coast is clear, andthen he grabs my hand and slips ahead of me.
“We don’t have much time buddy,” he says,sweeping me up in his path as he heads into the cabana.
Whether we have five minutes or five hours,I don’t care. Time is of no concern to me. I finally have Jarrod where I wanthim and that’s all that matters.
I allow myself to get all lost in his firmgrip and sparks begin to crackle in my belly and Jarrod slowly begins to takeover.
Our moment has finally arrived. Jarrod andI are going to mess around and I know that I am going to just love what he isabout to do to me.
FIVE
“Does the door lock?” Jarrod asks, once weare inside the cabana.
I head over to the counter and reach intothe glass jar for the key and then toss it to him.
“Push hard when you turn the key,” I say asI
