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HOW'RE THEY HANGIN'.
From Section 3.
Todd's eagerness for the music shop got him his way of course and they headed back towards the city centre.
"Hey Tim! Check out that shop!"
"Oh yeah!"
Section 4.
Trust them to be drawn to it. They crossed the road and stood looking at the display of an adult erotica shop. The window on one side had ladies stuff and the other side was for guys. Tim and Todd were talking about everything while Andy kept checking nervously to see if the passers-by were noticing them.
"Hey! I know that guy! I've seen him with Justin."
The attendant behind the counter was writing something in a book when Tim brought them all in.
"Hi guys! Just having look are you?"
"Um yeah! Where's the gay section?"
Tim wasn't looking quite so game now that they were inside and Andy could see his eyes flicking here and there.
"Well it's in the restricted area, but you're a bit young aren't you?"
"It's not for me! It's for Andy, but were all eighteen!"
The guy laughed, and right then took in Tim's T-shirt. His eyes lit up in appreciation, moved to check out the rest, then widened when he looked at Andy's.
"Wow! Where'd you get those? At the market?"
Andy's own nerves relaxed slightly at the tone of his question. He sounded friendly. Andy never would have come into one of these places without having to and this was a definite first. They talked about the t-shirts and Tim quickly bounced right back to his normal self.
"Your name's Bradley isn't it?"
"Hey! How d'you know that?"
"You know my brother Justin."
"Hey wow! Small world! Is he going back to Uni this year?"
"Yeah! In about a month!
We are old enough though! We just don't look it. Show Bradley your license Andy."
Bradley had a look.
"Well Andy's nineteen! He can go in."
"We didn't bring our licences with us, because it was his turn to drive."
"Right! Make sure you bring them next time won't you!"
They were grinning now, both understanding each other completely.
"There's lots of stuff you can look at out the front here while you wait for him though."
"No! He only wants one of those g-string jocks you've got in the window."
"No probs! There's stacks of different kinds though. Do you know what style you want Andy?"
"Um! No! Not really!"
I don't want a g-string! I don't want a g-string! Andy's mind was yelling again. Fat lot of good that did.
"He's going in a wet-jocks competition and we're helping him."
A wet-jocks competition? Andy hoped this was just a made up excuse.
"Bright red's a good colour then. It catches everyone's eye. But why don't you use a thong Andy? It would be even more effective and you look like you're in good enough shape."
"Andy's in terrific shape. He was showing us some poses last night. Show Bradley your six-pack Andy."
Andy pulled his shirt up and tightened his muscles.
"Take it right off and do it properly. He acts shy but he's not really."
This made Bradley laugh.
"He can't be too shy if he wears a shirt like that."
Andy took off the monstrosity and Sam held it for him.
"Wow! That's a great bod! Definitely go for the thong."
"Can he try one on?"
"Well not really! We haven't got changing rooms and they're non-returnable for health reasons."
"How will we know the right size?"
Bradley hesitated.
"I'll tell you what! You're not joshing me about this are you? Because if the packaging has been opened we have to sell for half price."
"No way! We're really dinkum aren't we Andy?"
Andy's nod seemed to help Bradley decide.
"Okay! Look! I'll let you use the store-room. Do you want the red ones?"
Andy nodded. Anything to get this over with.
"Now! There's normal ones, like a pouch, or you can get high risers which hold you vertical all the time."
"Normal ones!"
"Hang on Andy! The others might help you win."
Bradley pulled out a catalogue.
"He's right Andy! Have a look! You can see that they're very sexy."
Oh hell! They would look like he had a permanent boner.
"Is it a real wet jocks competition where they put water on to check your shape?"
"Yeah! That's right!"
This imaginary competition was getting more and more involved.
"Get a light colour then. Light colours really show you off the best of all. White's the most effective but it's not a very interesting colour. I reckon light blue would match your skin colour."
Bradley opened a little packet, took out a tiny piece of material and handed it over. That couldn't be it? It looked small enough to put in his wallet.
"It'll fit Andy! It's meant to stretch."
A couple of minutes later Andy was the center of attention with Tim, Todd and Sam staring at him.
"God Tim! It couldn't be any smaller could it?" You wouldn't have to wet it either. You can already see through."
"I reckon it's too tight. Is it comfortable Andy?"
"The pouch part is but the string's not."
"Todd! Get Bradley so he can tell us if this is right."
When Bradley arrived and let out a whistle, Andy went bright red.
"Andy! That's perfect! They're sure going to be able to judge your equipment in those. What's the problem?"
"I think they're a size too small and the string part is very uncomfortable."
"They stretch like that on purpose so your shape stands out, and the string's always like that at first. Keep wearing them and you'll soon get used to it."
"We want a red g-string pair as well. Just ordinary ones."
Bradley was back in a moment and this time he stayed while Andy swapped to the g-string.
"Andy! You look sensational in this gear. You did say you were posing your body last night didn't you?"
Everyone's head turned away from Andy's midsection to see what was coming next.
"It's just that you would be perfect to help the store out with a promotion we've got coming up. I could really make it worth your while if you did some posing for us."
"Hey! That sounds interesting doesn't it Andy? What's the deal?"
"Well! It's a kind of fun night for a group of our regular customers where we have models showing off our special clothing. The deal is that if a customer buys the garment you're modelling he's allowed to take photos of you in it. There're all gay guys but that won't worry you, and all the models we've had have been happy with the set-up. The last model wasn't much of a success though and he was totally hopeless at putting on an interesting pose, so we've been on the lookout for someone new."
"Go on Andy! You know you'd be good at it."
Clenching his jaws and trying to shake his head negatively came out as a nod.
"Yes! I'll do it!"
Bradley looked almost startled.
"You will? Fantastic! I'll tell you what!"
The last time Bradley said I tell you what, Andy found himself in this room with a tiny piece of stretchy material wrapped around his dick. What would it lead to this time?
"You can have your gear for free and I'll advance you $100 right now for being such a good sport. There'll be a commission on the night of course, but I don't want to pressure you and if you change your mind that's no problem is either, as long as you let me know by next Monday. Not tomorrow, the one after."
He went out to the counter and Andy could finally speak.
"Tim! I can't do this! You know I can't!"
"Yes you can! It's gonna be so neat getting you ready."
Bradley arrived and handed over $100.
"It doesn't really matter Andy, but if you can get a more even tan, that goes over well. You don't happen to know any other guys who are into posing do you? We find it's a better night when we have more than one model."
Tim and Todd's heads jerked away from the money.
"Really? Sam poses all the time with Andy. What about him?"
Bradley was looking slightly puzzled at Todd's comment.
"If he's as fit looking as like Andy he'd be great. "
Poor Sam! Todd had him out of his clothes and into the blue thong in seconds.
"He's perfect for it Todd! But it's his decision."
"Oh! Yeah! Of course! It's just that we know he likes doing things with Andy. You'd think it was great wouldn't you Sam?"
When Todd said it directly like that Sam had no choice.
"Yes! It would be great."
"Wow! Two good looking models at once! This is unbelievable! Hang on Andy and I'll get you something."
He was back in a few seconds holding a kind of thick rubber ring.
"Here! Use this and you'll really impress them at the competition."
The competition? Oh! The nonexistent wet jocks competition.
"What is it?"
From their blank looks none of the others knew either.
"It's like a cock ring except not as obvious. If you get caught with a cock ring you'd get laughed off. Slip this on. It makes the most of what you've got without being easy to notice."
Slip it on? He didn't mean now surely?"
"Yeah! Slip it on Andy, so you can see how it works."
Ha! So Tim could see how it worked was what he really meant. Oh my God! Now he had a rubber band round his dick and balls, while Bradley pointed out how it made him stand out.
"It's not too tight is it?"
After more embarrassment while four sets of eyes watched him fiddle with his balls under Bradley's guidance, it was decided to be just the right size. Andy dressed, and more stuff went into Tim's day-pack. On the slow move to the front door Bradley handed over a business card and explained more details. Thirty people! Maybe more! And all strangers! It was freaky enough having just Tim and Todd look at him. Andy felt funny in his stomach and Sam looked shell-shocked. No sooner were they on the street than Andy's mind was back to the great orgasm showing on the front of his shirt. He rested a hand casually over the pink colouring poking out of his cargos, but Tim's sharp eyes soon put a stop to that. They had to rush now because the movie started in twenty minutes and Todd wasn't going to miss out on the music shop. He went straight to the section he wanted and shot his fist in the air.
"Yes! It's here! I heard it'd come in."
He took the CD cover to the counter and asked to listen to one of the tracks, which had him grinning, grooving like a dork, and looking excited all at the same time. The previews and ads were on by the time they got inside the theater, but they managed to find four seats together about half way to the front. As soon as they sat down Andy rested his hand in Sam's lap. Sam jumped in surprise then did the same to Andy. Now what? It did feel good, but he couldn't take his hand away and he felt a panic.
"Tim! What if the lights go on and someone sees?"
The worried whisper in Tim's ear brought a dig in the ribs, and a small degree of relief at the returned whisper.
"Hold hands till it gets started again."
There was movement under Andy's hand, as Sam quickly turned hard. Andy followed suit and they both had to move and squirm to adjust themselves. This brought a snort and another dig in the ribs from Tim's side.
"Have you both got boners Andy?"
All this whispering would get suspicious too. To Andy's astonishment Tim's hand pushed Sam's aside, pressed for a quick check, then disappeared again. Sam's hand went back into place and one of his fingers started moving back and forth right where the top of Andy's dick pressed against his shorts. Andy made a soft gasp as tingles of sexiness rushed through him. Oh wow! If Sam kept going Andy knew he'd have a great mess in his jocks. Was he doing it because he wanted to? Or was it a zap from Todd? Sam stopped, to Andy's mixed relief and frustration, and Andy made a return movement for Sam. Sam's leg pressed briefly in a friendly message, which Andy returned. For the next ten minutes they continued this friendly game of tickling and body pressure till the lights came up and they slid their hands together. Tim and Todd reached across in front of them for a low high five.
"Okay Andy! You're free now. Movie's on."
The lights went down and a quick experiment showed that they really were free but Andy sneaked his hand back into Sam's anyway. For a little while they played touchy games but the movie, Blade Five, had so much action it took all their attention. Todd had chosen this movie but they all wanted to see it anyhow, and two hours later they were blinking their eyes against the sunlight, after seeing gallons of blood, countless unbelievable fights, enough bullets and weapons to supply an army and the Council of twelve evil vampire lords crumble to dust in the rays of the morning sun. It was very satisfying and recalling the speco bits went on for ages.
The car had nearly reached home, and freedom from constant stares, when Tim directed a detour to the local shopping centre. Andy cringed at the thought of meeting someone he knew while he was wearing this shirt, but it turned out the Tim was just being thoughtful.
"We've used up so much of your food Andy that we need to stock up again. Sam! You go with Todd and collect some cereal, milk, bread and eggs while we get meat and vegetables."
Andy was surprised at how much food Tim loaded into the trolley and surprised that he already knew exactly what he wanted. One minute after they reached the flat the sound system was blasting out the new CD, with Todd singing along in seventh heaven. Sam was banished from the kitchen and ended up learning the words to a couple of Todd's favourite tracks so they could sing them together. Tim became chief cook, except he didn't know how to, and directed Andy with what he wanted to happen, which caused a rush to peel a whole stack of spuds and get them roasting in the oven. The four-litre tub of ice cream that Todd wanted, had to be transferred to smaller containers so it would fit in the freezing compartment of the fridge. There was half an hour wait before cooking the rest of the food and everyone had a quick shower to freshen up and relax and listen to the new CD. Well maybe not relax because Andy had to learn the same words and then the whole four them ended up singing along. Tea was fun when it was finally served up. Andy had wondered why Tim wanted saveloys in the same meal as sausages but didn't find out till they were all sitting down.
"I'm serving tonight and we've got two main courses. Don't start eating till we've all got our plates. Andy! Here's yours."
Todd had hysterics and Andy couldn't help laughing.
"Tim! You're an idiot!"
There was nothing on his plate except one long red saveloy with two big fried tomatoes carefully arranged at one end. Sam's plate was identical and Tim's followed with the biggest saveloy so far. Todd was having the time of his life and stirred Tim about getting the size wrong.
"Yo Todd! Are you ready for yours man?"
"My sav should be bigger than yours. Did you get it right?"
"For sure!"
Todd's mouth fell open and it was Andy who nearly fell on the floor with laughter. In the middle of the plate was a tiny cocktail frankfurt, about half as long as a finger and too little cherry tomatoes.
"You dick-head Tim!"
His face coloured but there was so much laughing going on he caught it too. He jumped up, went to look at the food, and when there were no more savs, stuck a fork into a sausage and carried that back to his plate. His look of triumph dissolved when there was more laughter. The tiny little tomatoes with the big long sausage looked even more ridiculous.
"Hey Todd! How come it's so wrinkled and brown? Whatcha been doin' with it?"
He didn't answer but had a you wait kind of look.
"Who wants sauce?"
Without thinking, Andy said yes. And watched as a big white glob of mayonnaise was squirted on the end of his saveloy. Todd was back to full laughter now and Tim was looking very pleased with himself.
"Hey Tim! It looks like Andy at the beach."
"No! Not yet! It needs more for that."
Andy expected half a bottle, but a few more squirts satisfied them.
"Sam's a stud! He needs some too!"
After Sam, Tim squirted mayonnaise on his own sav, then asked Todd if he wanted some.
"Yeah! Hey! Give it to me and I'll put on for myself."
"What's the worry? Let me do it then I'll put the bottle away."
"Oh yeah! You're gonna put a tiny little squirt! You can't trick me all the time."
Thwarted, Tim handed the plastic bottle over and Todd squeezed till he was satisfied, then looked around at everyone with a grin.
"Hey Sam! You can eat Andy's sav and he can eat yours. Hold them in your fingers and feed them to each other."
"Hang on! I want to get a photo of this!"
So Andy had to pose for Tim to get photos of him taking a bite from Sam's big red saveloy. Then Sam had to take his turn, and see how much he could bite in one go, much to Todd's merriment.
The rest of the meal was sausages, eggs and bacon, with the great pile of roast spuds.
"What are all these spuds for? We'll never eat that many."
"They're the best! My mum never makes enough at home. Anyhow what're you talking about Todd? We'll never eat four litres of ice-cream either."
After the tea-stuff was tidied up they spent half an hour at the computer when Tim downloaded all the photos on his camera. The biggest laughs came from the nudies they'd taken at the beach. Andy's 'rocket' somehow became the term of the moment and they blithely discussed how much it grew and showed Sam the photo with all his juice.
"Hey Tim! You should have got a photo when we were using the feathers."
"I know! But don't worry 'cause we'll do that tomorrow."
There were more laughs when the poses in the Batman and Robin costumes came on, but then everyone got impressed with how well they'd worked. Sam's positioning was terrific and despite the dorky jocks on their heads, the super-hero kind of atmosphere really came through.
"Wow Tim! Let's get them to do it again without the jocks on their heads. We got the masks today."
Tim agreed and Andy and Sam were soon parading as the Masked Crusaders again.
"Holy Cow, Tim! Batman and Robin are back to save us. Let's see one of their adventures."
"Adventures?"
"Yeah! The one they didn't get round to last night."
Tim's face lit up at the idea but then he hesitated.
"We better do the posing first Todd, in case we run out of time."
Time? Andy wondered why time was important this early in the night, then lost the thought as he listened to Tim telling them to work out something for Batman and Robin to do.
Tim rummaged through his day-pack and held up the two little pieces of material.
"Hey Todd! Which one do you want Sam to wear?"
"The thong! Let's see him with the thong."
The hero costumes disappeared and quickly Andy and Sam were standing in front of Tim and Todd.
"Man! Look at that thong! You can see everything! It looks so rude the way it holds him up."
"Why don't you try it on? I'll take your photo!"
"Idiot Tim! I'm not going to wear that."
"Chickee-boy!"
"Ha! You're always saying that!"
"'Cause you never do anything! That's why!"
"Where's that ring thing? I want to see Sam wearing it."
"Hey yeah! Good idea! It's in the front pocket of the pack."
Todd fished it out, started stretching it, then handed it to Andy.
"I thought you said it was for Sam?"
"It is! Ding-aling! They'll have more fun if Andy puts it on."
"Hey yes! Good one! Go on Andy!"
Andy had to take the thong down, get the ring over Sam's dick, carefully stretching over and then under his balls, then lift the thong back into place. The soft, stretchy material hugged firmly against the now even more prominent sack at the base of Sam's dick.
"Jeez! It sure works!"
"Hey Todd! You should get one!"
"Oh yeah! You're just jealous!"
"Jealous? Of cherry-tomatos! Sure too!"
Andy and Sam stood, on show, listening to all this. Andy didn't mind. The more they talked the less other things could happen.
"Show us your first pose Andy!"
"First one? Do you mean that pose I was doing last night?"
"Yeah! Try that one! And you copy him Sam!"
Tim took their photo then wanted another pose.
"Um! How will I do it this time?"
"I don't know! Just do anything."
"Fold your arms and look to one side Andy. Put your feet a little bit further apart too."
Andy followed Sam directions and when they were both in position the camera clicked.
"Now stand half side on, with your hands on your hips."
"Hey! You're good at this Sam! How d'ya know what to do?"
"I don't Tim. I just remember ads on the TV or people in magazines. That's all I did for the Batman poses, remember the comic pictures."
This impressed everyone, and it instantly meant Sam was in charge of this posing stuff. After ten minutes they transferred the pictures to the computer to see how they were working. Andy thought they looked great but Tim wasn't satisfied.
"Hey! They're good poses! But they're not the right kind. Bradley said he wanted them to be interesting, and I bet that means sexy. What d'ya reckon?"
He was right and everyone knew it. Sam had ideas and went ahead with a couple of them, then totally surprised everyone.
"Tim! I can't see what I look like and pose at the same time. Will you take my place and when it's right we'll swap for the photo?"
"Um! Sure! No worries! What do I do?"
"Thanks! Andy, you face the front and Tim can rest his back against your leg this time."
Tim moved into place... Then kind of froze at Sam's next words.
"No! Not like that Tim! It doesn't look right. Just in your jocks!"
Todd had a grin a mile wide, but it didn't phase Tim, and a moment later he was resting against Andy's leg.
"Bend your back leg about half way up Tim. That's it! A bit more!
Press your hip against Andy's and hold his shoulder.
Try with your arms round each other's waist and your free hand on your hip."
Tim got curious about what he looked like and soon Todd was doing the camera work and taking two shots of each pose.
"Hey! Wow Sam! You're so clever! Some of these shots are so good. Andy! You put the thong and ring on now, so it changes the look. What do you think Sam?"
"That's good thinking! Tim, put your speedos on, because the blue matches Andy's thong, and then we can swap again for the next round."
Andy was really impressed with Sam, the way he was making all this happen. It took a lot of fiddling and adjusting sometimes to get the poses right. The amazing thing was how much Tim was getting into it. He hardly blinked when Sam told him to wear the thong.
"Hey! Does it suit me?"
"It looks rude on you too Tim!"
"It's meant to look rude! That's the design! What do you think Andy?"
"It looks really sexy Tim."
An hour flew by before they stopped for a snack of the remaining ice cream.
"Hey! Sam! We need another session don't you think? We were only really getting into it at the end. You ought to be a director or photographer or something. I know! We'll burn some of the best poses onto a CD and show Bradley. He can tell us if it's what he's looking for."
Tim was still wearing the thong, Andy had a suspicion that he liked it, and he didn't take it off till Todd stirred him.
"You're not even game to wear it chickee-boy!"
"Never had a chance did I? Sam didn't ask me."
"I wanted to Todd, but I thought you just say no!"
"Fair dinkum? Do you reckon I'd look okay?"
"Wear it next time. You'd be terrific."
Todd looked very pleased and turned back to Tim.
"He means it too Tim, because he can't tell me fibs."
"You still wouldn't be game to wear it though."
"Give it to me then, and I'll wear it longer than you have."
Tim went off and changed into his shorts and shirt then handed the thong over. Todd clicked that he'd been tricked into it but he didn't back out.
"Hey Todd! You look rude! How come you're pointing up like that? Look Andy! He's got two little tomatoes in there. Give him the ring thing!"
"Dork-brain!"
Tim looked at his watch and decided it was time for Batman and Robin to return. Andy hadn't really thought of any ideas because his full attention had been taken by the posing but once again Sam saved the day.
"Holy Cow Batman! Get changed quick! There's an emergency!"
The three of them stared at this sudden outburst then smiled as he took over with the ideas he seemed to get out of nowhere. Tim had to wear one of the masks because he was the villain and Todd was delighted to hear that he was the good guy who'd be rescued from Tim's evil clutches. There was lots of leaping over chairs and racing round the rooms like maniacs but very soon they were all laughing. Sam started the fighting and made sure everyone was giving the right sound effects and overacting every time they were hit. Pow! Bam! Whack! Everyone had to say 'Holy' in front of everything, which got quite a few laughs, but Andy enjoyed it most when Todd, as the victim, was tied helpless in a chair, only to find out that the name of the evil villain was 'The Tickler'. The look on his face was priceless. Of course Tim made the most of this opportunity and the screeching only stopped when Todd struggled so much his chair tipped over and two heroes, rather reluctantly, came to rescue him. Andy hadn't done anything as dorky as this for years but at the end he agreed with every one that Sam came up with great ideas.
Andy and Sam went off to the toilet then came back to the living room where Todd had the CD on again and was happily grooving away to it.
"Okay guys! What's the time?"
"Ten to nine!"
"Come and sing the songs with me."
One of the songs had really grown on Andy and it turned out to be everyone's favourite. Click! Click! The camera flashed a few times. Tim was making sure he had a record of Todd who'd been in the thong all the time.
"Tim! What's the time?"
Why was there a grin attack?
"Look Andy! Its right on nine o'clock!"
"Hey Sam! Hear that? It's nine o'clock!"
Andy yanked his bat-costume off. Sam did the same, and like magnets their bodies locked tight together. Embarrassment and pleasure mingled as the heat from Sam's groin set Andy senses on fire. Boners quickly grew then tangled, tingled and tightened, freeing the compulsion to hold each other close, but neither made a move to separate. It was nice standing like this, and easier than having Tim and Todd staring and stirring about their boners. At least that's what Andy thought.
"Hey! They don't need to keep hugging! I reckon they've got their boners already."
"I think they like hugging. Or they could be shy. Come on! Let's see what's happening."
Andy and Sam separated and stood awkwardly in front of their fascinated controllers.
"Jeez Todd! I can't get over how much Andy stretches."
"Hey! We can call him rubber-dick!"
"Yeah! Good one! Except he doesn't look like he'll bend much!"
"Try it and see!"
"Dork!"
"Well if you're not game, get Sam to try for you."
Todd thought this was funny.
"It's Sam tries he'll just bone up even more. Go on Sam! Show us if it will bend."
The simple experiment of bending Andy's dick stretched into embarrassing minutes as Todd and Tim kept coming up with different ideas for Sam to try, and of course the gentle fingers poking and prodding had exactly the effect Todd had said.
"What'll we call Sam?"
"How about - thick-dick?"
"No! That sounds dumb!"
"Dumb? It's fatter than Andy's!"
"Hey Todd! Which would you rather be, thick or along?"
Todd nearly said something, then changed it.
"I'd already am! Hey! Aren't we gonna get them to do stuff?"
"Not tonight!"
"How come? I want to see the hard contest."
Hard contest? What did they mean by that?
"Another time Todd! We said this was their night. When they're more used to each other we'll follow our plans."
"Yeah! I suppose so!"
So! What were these plans going to be? With a sinking feeling Andy thought that he and Sam would be showing Tim and Todd what they'd done last night, then listened with relief and a strong dash of excitement while Tim set out the rules.
"It's the same as last night, except your go to sleep at twelve and wake up at nine."
"Yeah! And you have to keep busy all the time or you won't have any choice."
That was it? It was exactly what Andy had been dreaming of all day.
"Um! Is that it? What are you guys doing? Don't I have to take you home?"
"How's that Todd? We're letting them have fun for the rest of the night and Andy wants more. Forget about us! We'll look after ourselves. Todd's sleeping on the floor and I'll have the sofa."
For two and a half hours Andy and Sam kept busy, as Todd put it, exploring and experimenting, cuddling quietly, raging with excitement and passion, giving and taking ideas and actions. Quiet Sam was so different when you got to know him. At twelve o'clock the sleep command hit like a bomb and next morning Andy woke feeling great. There was a frantic five minutes of compulsory jerking each other off when they first went into the shower, but as soon as they shot they were free and had fun washing each other. Sam soon had them both ready again, but they didn't get a chance to finish because Todd opened the shower door and told them to come for breakfast. For the second day in a row they ended up in the kitchen nude and hard. After cereals, coffee and hot crumpets with honey, there was a session in the living room where they gave their report of everything they'd done the night before. Andy couldn't remember a word of his own, but Sam went through everything quietly and in blunt detail till Andy was flushed and aroused. There was the reinforcing of the control mantra at the end and a new section where Sam was told he loved doing the modelling and was looking forward to the big night and practising. The hair-gel session followed the zapping, and Andy and Sam fixed each other under critical supervision while the plans for another day at the beach were worked out.
"What about Sam? He hasn't got any gear!"
That was sorted out with an old pair of Andy's speedos and deciding to rent a wetsuit for him. Today's agenda was much the same as Saturday except that after one look they didn't go to the crowded Anglesea beach. Hordes of people must have been making the most of the sun and the last day of the long weekend so they went straight to their own beach, as they now thought of it. Sam hadn't used a proper boogie-board before and it was fun showing him, but he picked it up in a flash and by the end of their first hour was as good as anyone. Surf and rest! Surf and rest! All four of them loved this. The grins were large, excitement was high and their muscles were working hard. In mid-afternoon Tim led the way along the beach then up to the same spot in the dunes.
"This is a good spot to have a sunbake isn't it Andy?"
Tim's grin meant only one thing and Andy stripped his speedos off."
"You too Sam! Remember what Bradley said about a nice all over tan."
..... Andy blinked then watched and listened as Sam got zapped.
"Sam K. Bey!"
Sam went kind of relaxed.
"Yes Todd!"
"You love doing things for the camera and you love showing us how sexy you are. Whatever we ask will be great fun for you. You can remember what you do and you'll come back to normal when I say 'sunbake'. Okay!"
The towels went down, making quite a large area because they'd brought the big ones, and then it was sunscreen time. Andy did Tim, Sam did Todd and then they had to do each other.
"All over Andy! You have to tan your but, not burn it!"
"Hey Tim! I'd be more worried about burning the front."
"Yeah! Do you reckon they should put extra on the front?"
"Extra on the front and rub it in properly!"
Properly meant rubbing till Sam was thick and hard.
"Okay Sam! Now you know how to look after Andy."
The sunscreen smoothed all over Andy's body. Sam's hand leaving trails of pleasure as it continually sought new territory. His back finished, Andy turned over.
By the time Sam reached his groin, Andy was totally rigid with anticipation for the next touch. The warm sunscreen transferred as Sam's hand moved slowly back and forth, sending a moan of passion from deep in Andy's throat.
"Jeez! Listen to him! He sounds like he's going to blow. Let go Sam! It's too soon for that."
Click went the camera with both boners in plain view.
"Okay! Hold each other."
Andy and Sam eagerly grabbed each other and grinned at the camera. This was fun.
Click.
"Move your hand Sam, till Andy gets that funny look on his face."
Click.
"Sam! Lie on top of Andy! He loves that."
Click.
Sam started slowly rubbing his dick back and forth against Andy's, in their habit for this position, and Andy played with Sam's firm butt muscles.
Click.
"Go for it Sam! Show us what you can do!"
Sam sped up and Andy bucked his hips to make it even better. Click. Click. Click. Click. Andy and Sam, all their inhibitions zapped away, happily did everything they were asked, till the camera clicked on the juice splattered over their respective fronts.
"Hey! It's time for a sunbake."
"Yeah! Let's all sunbake!"
Oh my God! Andy flushed with embarrassment for what felt like the hundredth time as he realised how he'd been posing and acting like a sex maniac for the camera. The images replayed in his mind. Andy stood up, shook the sand out then used his towel to clean the juice from a rather stunned looking Sam and then himself. Tim and Todd stirred them about being hot studs for a while but with the drama of the camera shoot past and no more apparent plans in execution, the warmth of the sun soon had everyone drowsy. Andy and Sam wriggled closer till they could touch. Andy pressed his shoulder against Sam's and got an answering pressure in return. He bumped knees and felt Sam's toes rub against his foot. It was nice. When Andy glanced at Tim he grinned inside. Tim had the sides of his speedos folded so they looked bikini style and were giving him the most sun.
"Tim! Take them off! It feels great and the sun's nice."
There was no answer but Andy could see Tim was trying to make up his mind.
"Go on! You know you want to. Remember! We're all men here."
This got a grin and a nod but no action so Andy turned back toward Sam. A minute later there was soft sounds of movement and when Andy looked, Tim was lying on his stomach with his smooth, bare butt soaking up the sun. Andy sat up, reached for the sunscreen then smoothed it steadily over Tim's buttocks and whispered.
"Hey! Tan it! Don't burn it!"
The hours in the surf had used so much energy that everyone was drowsy and quite content to stay where they were. Tim gradually progressed, from his stomach, to lying on his side facing away from the others, then eventually relaxing on his back. Andy closed his eyes and droused for a while then woke to a soft nudge. Sam made a little head movement and Andy saw the Todd had now joined the club as well. Eventually Tim sat up, and when he saw Todd asleep on his back, grabbed his camera, sneaked five or six shots and did a high-five with the fresh air. Seeing Andy and Sam looking at him he touched his lips for quiet then pointed at Todd and started miming. Andy to legs, Sam to an arm, and Tim to the other arm. He mimed grabbing and holding, and three conspiratorial grins blossomed. They timed it really well and Todd didn't have a hope. He looked freaked out till he saw the smiles. He struggled like crazy but stopped quickly. Three against one is fairly hopeless, especially when they're all bigger than you.
"Hell! What are you doing?"
What were they doing? Tim was the only one who knew the answer. He reached for Todd's stomach and started tickling.
"Help! Rape! Murder! Stop!"
He was hard to hold as he laughed and wriggled.
"No! Don't! Please! Sam! You have to push them away from me."
It was all over. Sam pushed Tim, and Andy let go as Todd sat up.
"You wait Tim! I know it was your idea!"
"Hey Todd! Can we do it again and get a photo? You should've seen the look on your face when we grabbed you."
"Ha! What would you think if you woke up with three nude gorillas attacking you."
"Gorillas? Andy's the only gorilla here."
Todd was laughing now. He liked his idea of three gorillas and kept talking about the gorilla attacks. All their energy had come back. Tim walked to the lip of the dune and looked at the beach.
"Hey! There's time for another swim! Come on!"
Andy picked up his speedos but that wasn't to be.
"Leave them Andy. We'll go without them."
Todd's head jerked up. He was holding his speedos too.
"Without them? Are you a nut-case? What about the people?"
"There's hardly any! Come and check for yourself."
Still holding his speedos, Todd went and stood next to Tim.
"See! There's only those two guys across there. They wouldn't care. And those other people are too far away to even notice."
"They would if they looked."
"See! You are too scared to skinny dip. Have you ever done it before?"
"Sure I have!"
"Yeah too! In your bath at home!"
Andy and Sam were next to them by now, looking up and down the beach.
"Come on! Last one in's a wanker!"
He took off, Andy and Sam close behind, Todd following after an indecisive moment before he dropped his speedos, and trying to catch up. There was a mad race, then lots of screeches when the water reached their midsection. Todd arrived last and got drenched with splashing because he hadn't gone right under yet. One of the guys on the beach was pointing at them and it looked like they were smiling. Tim gave them a wave but then disappeared when Todd dived under and grabbed his legs. This led to a general wrestle with everyone trying to dunk anyone they could sneak up on.
"Tim look!"
It was the two guys, running through the shallows towards them, without their bathers. They must have thought Tim's wave was an invitation.
"Hi! It looked like the Ancient Olympics when you all went charging past, and you looked like you were enjoying yourself so much when you waved that we couldn't resist coming in."
The two groups looked at each other then Tim scooted the palm of his hand across the surface, forcing a jet of water to hit the guy in the chest. There was a second of surprise then two jets came after Tim. Tim ducked behind Sam who got a face-full. The war was on, four against two, till Todd took his chance to drench Tim. Now it was a free-for-all, with everyone against everyone till they dissolved into laughter and stopped to regain their breath. The dark guy, with big muscles and a hairy chest introduced himself as Maurie. The blond-headed guy wondered why everyone laughed when he said his name was Tim. With introductions finished, Tim, our Tim, jumped onto Andy's back and challenged everyone to a horse and riders war. It was us against them for about two minutes, then our Tim jumped on their Tim's back. Sam jumped on Andy's back, leaving Todd with Maurie.
"Go on Todd! He won't bite!"
Todd did hesitate, but the ice had been broken and the horseplay went on. All the combinations kept changing because our Tim went to a new partner every time he was tipped off. It felt really weird to Andy to have a nude person on his back, and then even stranger, to be nude on someone else's back. He liked it best when it was Sam, but that made him nervous in case he got turned on. The energetic play changed to swimming and diving through the waves and then everyone headed to the shore.
Five minutes later all six were sitting up in the dunes talking. Andy thought that Maurie and Tim were a year or two older than himself from the way they spoke and acted. They turned out to be twenty-two and twenty-one. They were both Uni students and had driven down from Melbourne for the day. Andy explained his Tafe course and they talked about which surf beaches were the best. Todd's attention was grabbed when big Tim said he was into music. Todd said how he'd just bought a new CD and wondered if big Tim knew about the group that made it.
"Yeah! They're great! The CD before that one's their best, but you should hear them live. I like a couple of the new songs."
He started singing one of the songs Todd had made them all learn and Todd was most impressed.
"Hey! We all know that one. It's our favorite."
"You know it? All the words when you just bought it yesterday?"
He started singing again and nodded at Todd to join in. Todd nodded at Andy and Sam then our Tim joined in as well. Todd was on a roll, so they sang the other two they knew as well.
"Are you two guys gay?"
Tim's blunt question made Andy feel like cringing but it didn't worry Maurie and Tim at all.
"What makes you think that?"
"There's meant to be a beach round here where gays go."
"Not here! That's down past Fairhaven."
The two groups looked at each other and a silence attack hit till Tim ended it.
"Andy and Sam are! They started this weekend."
What did he have to say that for? Even Todd look shocked.
"Good luck to them! How come you four know each other?"
Andy explained that he coached the other three for a swimming squad and Maurie commented that they all looked fairly fit. Big Tim laughed.
"Maurie is always talking about his training and muscles. They are pretty good though."
Little Tim bit into that one.
"I bet Andy is stronger. You should see him racing in our competitions. Show them one of your poses Andy."
Oh no! Feeling ridiculous Andy stood up and set himself in one of Sam's poses. Then did some more at Tim's suggestion.
"He's not a show off! But he's doing some modelling, so it's good practice for him. I bet he's strong enough to beat Maurie in a wrestle."
Big Tim laughed and Andy glimpsed the knowing look he gave Maurie.
"You're good at saying things for Andy aren't you? What about yourself? Are you strong?"
"Um! Not too bad!"
"So who's the strongest out of you three?"
"Sam's stronger than me and Todd is the weakest."
"What? You dork Tim! I can beat you at everything except backstroke and you conk out at laps before I do."
Maurie was laughing at them.
"Do they argue with each other like this all time Andy?"
"They never stop!"
"Only because Tim's never right."
Everyone laughed at Todd's comeback.
"What happens if you lose the bet?"
Big Tim was talking to Little Tim now.
"What bet?"
"You just said you bet Andy could beat Maurie. What happens if he loses?"
"I didn't mean it like that!"
"All right! If Andy loses you can show us who's the strongest out of you and Todd."
"How?"
"With a wrestle of course! But only if you're game."
Little Tim snorted.
"Todd's the one who wouldn't be game."
"I don't know about that! I reckon Todd might be gamer than you think. How about it Todd? Would you have a go?"
Andy was smiling inside again. Big Tim had Todd twisted round his little finger ever since the music and singing, and now he was working on Tim. Neither was going to lose face, so they both agreed. How did these things happen around Tim? A week ago the idea that he'd wrestle nude with some stranger would have been beyond belief.
It was all over in five minutes. Maurie tossed him around like a sack of beans. It wasn't his strength, Andy thought they were fairly close, Maurie just knew what he was doing.
"Well guys! Are you ready for the friendly death-match?"
It was fun watching Tim and Todd. They were both fit and both trying their hardest. Neither of them knew a thing about wrestling and despite lots of action neither was able to actually pin the other down. After ten minutes big Tim stopped them and said it was a draw. He praised them for their effort and they both looked very pleased with themselves.
"You like mucking around don't you Tim? Do you reckon you're fairly clever?"
The direct question threw Tim, after the mood of a moment ago.
"What?"
"Well if we're gay we really tricked you into what we wanted didn't we? A really great show from close-up, with two cute guys wrestling in the nude, holding each other tight with interesting bits flopping all over the place. Maurie? Who do you reckon is stronger out of you and Andy?"
"Andy definitely is."
"See Tim! You dumped Andy in it when you didn't know that Maurie is the captain of the Uni wrestling team."
He started laughing at the look on Tim's face and took a couple of cans of beer from the bag he'd carried up with him and handed one over.
"You'll have to share it because this is all we've got."
Sam didn't drink, and Andy couldn't because he had to drive, so Tim and Todd had it between them. Talk went on happily for a while and big Tim wanted them all to stay and watch the sun go down, but the rental gear had to be returned.
Tim and Todd talked about big Tim for half the drive back to Geelong.
"I liked him. He knew stacks about music."
"I liked him too Tim, but he was tricky."
"Was he gay or not? I still haven't work that out?"
"Beats me too! What d'you reckon Andy?"
"You couldn't tell."
To Be Continued. Andy and Sam put on a show in section 5.
Author's Note. Any comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated. My email address is iarwain7@ains.net.au and other stories can be found in the author's section of Nifty under 'Iarwain'. Iarwain.