Date: Sat, 02 Nov 2013 17:38:04 -0400 From: T.CHASE MCPHEE Subject: FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS ~ ?TWiST oF FATe!? 03 The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblances to real people, alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons, of continents or islands, in countries, counties, cities, towns, villages, neighborhoods, streets, cul-de-sacs, nor governmental or non-governmental areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then why are you here? Seriously, if guy-to-guy sex stuff makes you barf or is going to screw up your mind, you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in any state (21yo in Alabama, Mississippi, Wyoming, Nebraska), or in most countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. Following, pages of this story contain `adult material', intended for an `adult audience'. Bypass this warning at your own risk. % Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction. In real life, use protection. Hey dudes, remember, Nifty needs your donations to provide these wonderful stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html FYI: I don't get a hefty paycheck from NiFTy at the end of the month. I write about horny dudes because it helps keep me stiff. Take your hand off your stick shift for a minute and dig into you wallet. It's costs to keep these stories coming to you. ^o^ Concluding remarks ~ reading this story could make you stiff or gooey, so I would suggest not reading it at work... just sayin'! :) % FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS ~ `TWiST oF FATe!' 03 WriTten by T. Chase McPhee ^o^ Rolling like in a derby, Jay races through the rooms to the deck, throws it so hard open it makes a bashing sound and... "Who are you?" Jay had the same question, looking upon the hooded occupant of `his' deck, who had sprung up out of the chair, "Who are you?" "I asked you first!" "I asked you second!" Jay responds, not scared shit by the presence of the blond. "Is Zack around? He can explain this whole thing.... Um, like, how come I'm here and all..." the stranger backs down a bit. Seeing a backpack on the table, Jay figures the dude had been traveling, but back to basics, "Zack isn't here to explain anything. You're going to have to do your own explaining," which was more an ultimatum, since ammunitions of catchy throw-phrases had been exhausted. Still Jay remain reserved, since he looked a few years younger (and innocent!) Stepping into the light from a fixture above, Jay gets more of a physical picture, at least chin fuzz projecting outward from the hoodie, "I'm Zack's nephew from South Dakota. He said, after I graduated from high school, I could come live with him for the summer and if it appealed to me, I could go to college and stay on with him. You look a little young to be... but are you my other uncle?" meaning Zack's brother, whom he never met, but heard about the older brother's accident. "No, I'm not him," Jay says, but in a roundabout way of getting some identity So, you're a Zoon?" For a moment there, affixed to a standstill of time, Jay's question passed right by him, gazing down on his interrogator, until, "Um, what was that?" It's happened to not only Jay, but Jared, a few times, people mistaking the pair for movie stars, "I asked," he said slowly, with deliberation, "you are related to the Zoons?" "Oh, I am. I think I said that." Thinking it over, he did, sort of, in a similar way, "Right. You did say you were Zack's nephew, but..." Just then, the pair from the bedroom arrive with apologies, Jared being the spokesperson, "Hey, Jay, look, we're both..." then spotting Zack's long-lost relative from South Dakota, "hey, who's your friend?" Jake suddenly makes himself visible, instead of hiding behind Jared's boxer briefs, inserts himself, "hey, I'm Jake and you are?" By use of force, hand latched on, "Dan," Dan's flaky hand filled Jake's. "Um, I hope I didn't wake any of you?" Dan asks, since they were all topless and sort of groggy! Even though Dan's attitude was brash, Jay lightens up, "Um, like I don't usually sleep out on the deck?" It then comes to light, a little of Dan's history, "For the past few weeks I've slept in places you wouldn't believe!" By Dan's shabby condition, Jared could guess. "You know Jake," Jay says sarcastically, so his BFF could hint on trying to move in on the stranger, "but my rude friend here didn't bother to tell you, I'm Jay and the big, stoopid-looking goon is my brother, Jare. Jared for short!" Both under the gun, moments ago, Jared volunteers, "We came out here to tell you we were sorry." Dan just stood there, but was curious, especially since Jared and Jake appeared on the deck with not much on worth mentioning! Not the only one to detect Dan's unkept condition, Jay offers, "Hey, you want to take a shower, Dan?" "I can help with that," Jake says. Even though Jay, Jared and Jake were gay, Jay chews Jake out, "Hey, you want to shut up with that gay stuff, moron?!" Not volunteering much, Dan says, "I'm okay with it." "Really?" Jake replies, like his eyes are feasting on a juicy steak! "Hey, moron?" Jay grabs Jakes attention. "What?" Jake is fool enough to face Jay! "I'm sure Dan is hungry. Why don't you and Jare find something for him to eat?" 8 o'clock in the evening, they were still upbeat enough to raid the refrigerator and pull something together. Meanwhile, Jay had Dan grab his backpack, made a u-turn on the deck and headed back inside. "You need a push or something?" Dan offers. "Nah. The house is made for me. Going over the door track is like a car zipping over a railroad track. Easy!" Easy Jay did, his chair gliding right over the floor. Difference between a few minutes ago and now, instead of racetrack mode, he softly moved in tune with some conversation, like how Dan got there, experiences along with way, etc. Dan was honest, leaving out some things inconsequential, like trading off room and board for the night, with a truck driver's insatiable appetite for sucking young dick, or the college guy who liked being dominated by a high schooler, lending those stories to, "...and some other stuff you wouldn't believe!" "I might, but first," Jay says, entering his room, "you might want to get cleaned up. He was sure of one thing, Dan bursting to tell a single thing about himself, "Jake, is he gay?" Call it experience, or the lack of mobility, most times sitting around observing, but Jay already had it figured out. He knew Dan didn't have a clue as to a certain trait of the three of them, but he had already tagged Dan, "No less than you are!" "Like oh my god! How did you know?" Old phrase, "Takes one to know one!" The 19-year old just stood there, without a clue to what to say. "Um, like don't take this wrong, but you don't have to feel bashful," Jay didn't want to say `stripping', "losing your clothes in front of me?" It's probably his boyish smile which got to Dan, "No, I'm cool with that, it's just that..." Dan had unzipped his hoodie. Underneath he wasn't wearing a shirt, explaining, yesterday's shirt was the last clean one and he had worn that one for 3 days. Seeing a halt come to Dan's `stripping', still in his jeans and sneakers, Jay says, "Maybe I should go and see what the morons have dug up to eat?" he turns his chair, giving the wheels a turn. "No, you don't have to Jay. I'm okay with you... here," Dan replies. Only reason he didn't drop his pants earlier, he was getting a semi-erection, still pulsating! Turning back, Jay replies with a giggle, "I didn't want you to think I was getting pleasure out of watching you strip!" With a crooked smile, the blond, spiked-hair dude gets a little comfortable exposing his secret, "Don't take this wrong," he banks on Jay's words, "but on my cross-country trip I did it a couple of times for a place to sleep or something to eat. No biggie deal?" Changing his attitude to apologetic, Jay says, "I'm sorry you had to do that." Then it comes to him, "Hey, instead of a shower, you want to go swimming?" "I'm not much for going in the ocean in the dark. Kind of creepy," Dan replies. In the dark, unlit universe of the `pyramid`, it could not be seen, Jay saying, "Of course. Me neither, but I've got a pool," he was feeling more possessive of his inherited home. "Sounds cool." "By the way," Jay interjects, "speedos are optional." "Alright if I go in my briefs?" Dan unbuckles and unzips, revealing the elastic waist-beam of his FOTL's. Dan waited for Jay's reaction, kicking his sneakers off, slowly depantsing himself, same time watching him roll over to a dresser, stick his hand in the draw and pull out, "Want to wear these?" Walking over there in his white briefs and athletic socks, Dan takes them from Jay's hand, asking, "Are these silk?" Shades of purple, with entwined deep aqua, Jay says, "Yup. Got them from Joey, who knows Alex personally. Someday, he says he's going to invite me to one of the parties out in East Hampton." Being from out in the boondockies, Dan had no clue, "Alex who?" Stealing back the lowrise, packing-pouched briefs, Jay holds the label, stretching out the name, "`Nouguet'?" Dan shrugs his shoulders. "Alex Nouguet? Oh man, you never wore a pair of his briefs?" Jay had already guessed, `no!' "Nope." "Here. Put them on," Jay threw them to Dan's chest. Catching them, touching his barely blond-haired chest, just the fact Jay had held them made him feel horny. So much so, he held the Nouguet briefs, unfurled, up to his own cock and balls. For privacy, which Dan forgot about, Jay turned himself about, facing the door, asking, "How do they fit?" In the mirror, they looked good. At Jay's suggesting question, Dan quickly shucks his boy-briefs and pulls the more sexy ones up his legs. Dan exclaims, "Wow! Fits... weird!" Jay's cue to turn back around! "I never felt anything like this before!" Jay wondered if his anatomy was responding to his feelings, watching Dan feel his own balls through the trendy brief pocket. Instead of dwelling on the hot view, Jay asks, "Like them?" "Feels really awesome!" Dan's hands are probing his own crotch, with the reality, his own ball massage making the pocket grow bigger! Looking up from his soft handling, Dan says, "I can't take these from you. Your friend gave them to you!" Fending the notion away with a hand, Jay says, "It's okay. Every time Joey sees me, he's stuffing a pair in my pocket!" If Jay isn't wearing pant, it's the pocket between his legs! So the pool it was, the two walking through, from bedroom to the pyramid. Passing through the kitchen area, a step up from the living room, they pass by the bordering counter. What a sight, Jared, totally buff, sitting up on the counter, cock and balls hanging down, Jake making a meal out of him. Too tied up in the ecstasy, Jared says, "Don't mind us. Pretend you didn't see anything. Where are you going?" "Swimming," Jay replies, blaming, "Like, couldn't you take that to someplace more private, Jare. Besides, we have to `eat' off of that counter your ass is sitting on?" Too much into it already, his cock stiff as a pipe, embedded in Jake's throat, he replies, "We're too far gone. Um, be careful out there, huh?" Dan reveals a new thread, "I'm an ace swimmer," though he was torn right now, between going for a swim and Jake's mouth! Leaving the room, Jared goes back to his crooning. Wanting more comfort, because for sure this blow job is really making him feel good, he turns about, swiping his cock from Jake's lips. "Hey!" Jake shouts at him, "I was about to make a meal out of you?" "I know," Jared laughs, "but it feels too good to not make it last!" Jake gets the last laugh, Jared turning his butt around on the table, like it was on a lazy-susan, doing a reverse crunch and laying down... right on the ornate plate of chips'n'dip Jake had prettily arranged, "Oh shit!" Laughing his ass off, Jake claps his hands after hearing the chips go crunch! Reaching behind himself, Jared scoops a handful of mashed potato chips and dip, applying the `scoop' to his pubes, "Snack time!" Not caring, Jake thought it kind of erotic, eating particles of potato chips, immersed in a creamy, sour cream dip, "Yummy!" he rubs his taut tummy. Jared had a helluva time trying to keep his shaft from exploding, Jake taking a finger full of dip, working it into his ass hole and then eating it out... Soon he lost all control... of the mind, Jake telling him, "I need to more out of this!" Perfect for a disabled person, more so for a guy fucking another dude, the low height of the counter made it perfect for Jared to throw Jay over it, voicing opinion, "Oh how sweet!" With Jake's bod over the table, he knew it was going to be a rough ride, bracing hands on the opposite side. An ongoing joke, which meant the opposite, Jake says, "Be gentle now!" If this was the bedroom, Jared would grab the lube from the side draw near the bed. Searching the kitchen, he grabbed the `evoo!' Lathering up Jake's hole, it turned him on to take his leisurely time, a finger teasing the fuckhole, the other hand keeping himself in firm, fucking condition. "Do you go in?" Dan asks, still mesmerized by the incredible swimming pool, under the umbrella of glass and steel. "Yep. Jare just had this nifty little thing installed. All you have to do is help me sit in the chair," Jay talked Dan through the specs, "fit the belt over, above my junk and then I can lower myself into the water." "Oh, okay," Dan replies, saying, as he did it, "I never helped a person in a wheelchair before?" hiding, he never helped a dude who was naked! "It's easy, when you got the brake on. If you don't, could be dangerous," Jay clued him in on the most important part. Dan was amazed at how easy he could pick Jay up, expounding on one of his hitch-hiking adventures, "Either you're light or it must've been the wood chopping that's giving me muscle to lift you!" While they went through the whole process, Dan tells about another instance in which he `worked' for his dinner, two cowboys trading off a meal for chopping wood, gathering it and bringing it into the ranch house, "I never got my meal, though." "How come?" Jay asks. "They thought I went out to wash up, but I stayed back and heard them talk of how hot a fuck I was going to be. Of course, being gay, I knew how big they could get by their crotches. Instead of showering, I grabbed my stuff and left." "You must've been hungry after chopping wood, for how long?" Jay asks. "All afternoon. Doesn't matter, because I came upon a town and there was a kind waitress at a diner. She gave me a meal for nothing and said I could spend the night at her brother's house. He was a preacher, so I felt okay sleeping there." "Hmm," Jay says, smiling. "What?" "I was just thinking," though Jay immediately was not thinking of Pastor Mark, but of Dan, securing the belt across his hips! "Of?" "Nothing. So, you were okay with the preacherman?" "Yeah. In fact he was like, like a confessional booth. He said I could share anything with him." "Hmm," Jay became more curious about this church-dude. Reading Jay's mind, Dan says, "Nothing happened between us. I told him about the two cowboys and you know what?" "What?" "He knew of them, said I was smart to run away." "There's all kinds," Jay philosophizes, "some good and some downright evil!" "Then," Dan edits the history lesson, "for the next 2 states nothing much exciting. I got a nice ride from a couple of young guys from Jersey, who were on their way to Fire Island. Even stopped at a restaurant and bought me lunch." "Did you keep in touch?" Jay asks, with hidden motives, because he thought they might be of the same sex?! "Phillip and Jeremiah. They rented a beach home from a friend of a friend, right on the beach, but I forgot where they said it was." "Doesn't matter. We're a small community out here and my brother, he knows everyone. I'm sure if Jare asks around, we'll come up with where they live. Did you tell them where your uncle lived?" Smiling, Dan says, "No, because I did't know the address." "Then how did you know where Zack lived?" "I didn't. I had a picture of his house, taken from the ocean side, with him and his partner. I figured if I walked along the beach, I would recognize it and here I am!" Jay leans back as much as he can and stretches. The new chair Jared had rush-delivered, worked great, keeping him from slipping under the water, which came up to his pecs. Yawning, Jay asks, "Did Zack know you were coming?" which Jay suspects is `no', since he wasn't here to greet his nephew. "I thought I would surprise him," Dan replies. However, Jay didn't believe him, for whatever feelings he was experiencing now. Trick question, he asks, "I wonder why your uncle isn't here to meet up with you?" "Do you have his number? Can you give him a call?" Dan faces Jay, after hanging onto the side of the pool with his arms, back to the wall. "Don't you have it in your cell?" This is where Dan felt he was digging into a ditch, which would eventually get himself in over his head, "Okay if we have something to eat now? I haven't eaten since lunch." Before they left the pool, Jay showed Dan how to fix the timer on the lights, so they corresponded with the filtering system turning off. When they get to the kitchen, Jay's face, which happens to be about the same height as the island, since it is made for a handicapped individual, sees something, not repulsive, but still, "I can't believe those two!" "What?" Dan asks, even though too, he notices the gummy, gunmetal-colored goo collected on the countertop! "Do me a favor?" "Sure," Dan says eagerly. "Run upstairs and tell Jare to get the hell down here and clean up his leftovers?" Slowly Dan was liking Jay, to the point he would do anything for him, in a trusting matter of speaking, but yell at his brother? "I don't know if I can do that." "Right," Jay agrees, thinking about it, Dan knowing Jared and Jake for roughly a few minutes. Wheeling over to the bottom of stairs, Jay yells, like he's on the sidelines of a football field, "Hey Jare, you dork?!" When he didn't respond, Jay did it again... and again... "What the fuck you want? I'm like busy?!" Jared stands at the top of the stairs, bed sheet clumped up in his hand, holding it against his wiry pubes. "You and Jake left your leftovers on the kitchen island. Like, what the fuck is that about?" Really disturbed, his cock implanted in Jake's ass, when Jared came to the top of the staircase, he was ready to give Jay all out hell. However, he did recall being careless and inconsiderate, but felt excuse, since Jake had come before him and rather fuck him there on the counter, took it upstairs. Right now, wiping Jake's ass-juices off the sides of his shaft, he runs back to the room for a pair of boxer shorts, thinking how some of Jake's creme could have escaped being soaked up by his hairy pubes and streamed down onto the kitchen island. He also grumbled, `And I was just ready to come, dammit!' "To be continued," Jared says to Jake, throwing the soiled sheet on the bed and jumping, one leg at a time into briefs. "Whatsamatter? Somethin' up with Jay?" Jake asks. "Yeah. I gotta go clean up `your' mess!" He felt he had to defend himself, Jake saying as he too clothed his loins, ran after Jared, "How do you know it wasn't slime dripping off your cock?" "Because," as it went sometimes, when Jared couldn't find the lube, "I didn't grease up your chute with your pre-cum? Remember?" "Oh right," Jake remembers. "How could I forget like, the hottest orgasm I've ever had!" Jared rolls his eyes, "Like, when hasn't it been good with us, Jake?" `True', Jake thought, reason enough to say, "If it's that good, maybe we should shack up together!" He follows it with nervous laughter. Said halfway down the stairs, there wasn't time for discussion, though Jared was thinking it might not be so bad. One thing for sure, every time he fucked Jake it was like the first time, like no man had gone there before! "Finally!" Jay says. "What's that awful smell?" Jared asks. "You know what Joey says, always clean the island with clorox?" Skipping right over his brother's `Heloise hint', Jared looks down over Dan's shoulder, "And what are you making there?" Tugging Jared on the shoulder, Jake says, "Uh, not too close there, Jared," he peels Jared's front away from Dan's back. "Do I sense jealousy, Jake?" Jay half-jokes. Not giving Jay the benefit of doubt, keeping him in suspense, "Could be!" At that moment, all of Jay's hopes and wishes came true, uttering in surprise and high esteem, "Cool, really Jare?" "What?" Jared turns from giving some tips on how to stir the can of soup in the pot, his most expert dish. "You and Jake... are... are together?" Neither could or dared to say otherwise, not after what they just said to each other, Jared coming to a wise conclusion, "We're going to give it a go and see what we come up with." Jake thought it reasonable, "Yeah, that's what we came up with," said to send a message. Knowing Jay can get high strung, Jared says, "But don't sound the wedding bells just yet!" Why on earth would Jay even entertain the thought of his best friend and brother being together forever, let alone thoughts of being his brother's best man at a... "Hey, you would want me as your best man..." Jay suddenly treads lightly on the subject, "if you two ever decided... you know?" "Now, there's something else to think about," Jared pulls Jay's chain, "I `was' thinking maybe, Joey?" Jake jumps in with, "Yeah, bud, how about you as the `flower girl'?" "How about, you go fuck yourself, Jake!" Taking this all in, even though Dan had missed the falling out earlier, he knew Jay was rib-tickling his friend, which gave him a little chuckle. Though, Jake took it half serious, "Alright if we save the fuck till later?" he was looking at Jared! Trying to hit a nerve, Jared tells Jake, a message meant for his brother, "I think little brother here might be doing some fucking-around himself!" "Right, Jare," Jay turns on the sarcastic sass, "with my fully-working plumbing!" "Oh... right... we forgot about that," Jared pins the blame on the both of them. "By the way, Jake," Jay is ready to get another dig in, "I hope Jare having your legs up on his shoulders, didn't affect the tear on your leg?" When in the throes of sex, a guy tends to forget about things like a gash in the leg, Jake brushing it off, "Oh, that little scratch? It's like... gone," Jake polishes off his statement by reaching down to rip off the bandage. "Oh no you don't!" Jared pulls Jake up by the arm, "The doc says you gotta keep it on until it's fully healed." Jake contests, "But it's a mundane, little scratch, Jare!" Jay turns to Dan, "Lover's quarrel!" Dan smiled at Jay's coolness, how a problem could be turned into something of a joke. He was sold on Jay's easygoing attitude and right now was not thinking about the plumbing not working. "Hey, I hope everyone is indecent!" As usual, Jared and Jay drop what they're thinking, eyes looking up and piercing the others, "Joseph/Joey!" "Hey, studs," Joseph waltzes right on in, two pizza boxes on one shoulder, "you don't have to wear clothes on my behalf," swinging right into the new guy on the block, "Hey, who's the new stud?" Joseph drops the boxes right on the kitchen island, "Don't set them there!" Jay tries to stop him from covering up a big spot, where goo used to be piled up. "What?" Joseph questions Jay. Quick to think, Jared says, "Like, does it matter now?" Jay says, "Let's just hope Donato's hasn't cut down on the quality of their boxes!" Sweeping the top box off, Jake says of it, "I don't mind having a whole pizza to myself!" To break up Joseph's extended chat with Dan, Jay butts in, "Joey, I hope you brought pepperoni?" Jake responds, "I'm on it now, moron!" he renders, for Jay being slow to recognize! They all knew, except Joseph, Jay cutting a joke, "Jake likes his topping on the bottom of the crust!" "Am I missing something?" Joseph asks, missing something! Dan says, "Yeah. We came by here before and Jare had Jake up on the kitchen island with his dick implanted. Jay says they left behind... leftovers." For ratting on them, Jake says, "Dan, you're up for tickle-torture punishment," but wasn't stopping from chomping down some pizza. "Oh really?" Joseph defends Dan, "And what price should you two pay for leaving behind a puddle of sap?" he had withdrawn a pair of nip-clamps from his signature leather vest pocket. Jake acts out, "You keep your little torture devices to yourself, Joey!" Having bailed out Jake and Jay, Master Bartosz' dungeon scene, Jared says, "I think Jake has had enough of the nip jewelry!" While they are chatting, Dan had worked his way over to where Joseph was handing out slices of pizza, passing his slice along to Jay. "Thanks, Dan," Jay returns a thankful smile, but then says right off, after taking a chomp out of his slice, informing Dan, but meant for all to here, "I thought Jake liked having his nips and balls clamped down!" Jared stood there taking it all in, Jake sassing Jay back, "Hey, I like nip and ball stimulation as much as the next guy, but not in Bartosz' style... got it, moron?" He knew. Jay was right there in the dungeon with his buddy, as he went into the story for Dan's benefit, "We thought for sure they were going to let us keep our briefs on, but no, Master Bartosz had his little pee-on slaveboys rip them off too!" "Rip?" Dan asks. "You mean, like tear them off?" Joseph was rather enjoying this. At times, description of a friendly dungeon scene made him just as hard as the real thing. Only difference here, Jay and Jake had stumbled on an unfair situation, whereas Jake had shot off his mouth, boasting of being `no limits'. Taking Jake at his word, Jay and his bud were sealed up in the underground dungeon of the local gay club without another soul, except their torturer, Master Bartosz and his delightful array of gadgets. Of course, part of the fun of the evening, Master Bartosz had his slaveboys, 2 college boys and a 32-year old cop-incognito, strip Jay and Jake down, using the `hands-on' approach, successful technique to make them hard. Jay had a no frills cock ring placed on him while he was hard. With Jake, Bartosz got high tech on him and went with a snap on cock and ball harness, which more strangled the base of Jake's fully extended cock, all nice and fluffed up and became the dividing line for his balls. The high tech part, a little wire came out of the leather cock-tightener and coiled up around Jake's stalk. A separate wire ran down the side of Jake's leg, whereas Master Bartosz had duct-taped it so it would not get in the way, till the wire cut off to a tens unit. His balls divided, Master Bartosz did get a few slaps on his mini-flogger against Jake's bulging balls before Joseph and Jared came to there rescue. He never got to flicking the switch on the tens unit, which, if Jake showed he liked it, cockhead getting a little runny, Bartosz would have turned up the juice. "Never again!" Jake was thoroughly convinced he would ever partake in an atrocity, whereas his cock was electrified, balls slapped around and clover clamps with weights making his tiny nips sag! "Never say never!" Joseph laughs his ass off, pocketing the chain and its nasty little crocs! Then, on a whim, Jared, who has had enough `home-sex', says, "Anyone up for a trip over to HOODWINK'd?" Jay was all for it, his answer, a beer bottle sounding from being set on the counter, "Me, me, me, me, me!" "Joseph?" Jared invites, intentionally sideswiping his bro. Cool with it, Joseph eyed Dan up and down! However, no one directly posed the question to Jay, which got him cranked up in a fluster, "Okay, so forget about the crippled guy." Quite adept at handling himself in the chair, Jay starts both wheels turning, heading for his room. "Hold on a second there, pardner!" Joseph throws himself in front of the moving vehicle, which causes Jay to almost fly forward. If not for the safety belt Jay probably would have done a faceplant, "What's up with you, Joey?" he looks up into Joseph's scruffy face, then, like he never scoped it out before, the hairy chest, embedded stripe down the stomach, deep bellyhole and... his eyes scanned right back up, waiting for Joseph's reaction. Since Jay had mentally gone off topic, Joseph responds, in laughter instead of serious thought, "Ha, ha, you'll never get it out of your head the reason why you like me so much?" he put it to Jay, hands still stuck like glue on the arms of his wheelchair. "You're so full of yourself Joey. A person should take a lawn mower to that bod of yours. Then see how much you love yourself!" Standing erect, Joseph retorts, rubbing a hand up the partition of his leather vest, "Oh, now you've gone and done offended me," looking over Jay at Jared, "it's all your fault he's a swift son-of-a-bitch-with-a-quick-kick-to-the-balls!" Dwelling on Joseph's words, Jay would, if he could, swing a foot up, connect, just to prove Joseph correct of his assumptions about Jared! "Me? What have I got to do with how Jay can get highstrung? No-o-o-o, you can't go blaming that on me!" And turning to Jay's new, blond friend, "You gotta watch that about my brother, Dan." Jay heard what his brother said to Dan, however, as it has and always will be with Jay, his mind was set on all that manfur, something which could cause his brain to get sidetracked in any situation. However, since they were at odds right now and with Joseph paying more attention to his brother, what better time than now to pull a little prank... "Ow-w-w-w-w-w-oh shit!" Joseph grabs his pecs with each palm, jumping backwards! Laughing his ass off, Jay proudly exclaims, "I got you bad, Joey!" That he did. Maybe Joseph indulged in the pleasure of clamping down on another dude's nips, but for his own, as Jay had done, a tiny pinch drove him into mad pain. However, the difference between Jay and some other dude, he lightens up on the attitude, "Gr-r-r-r-r!" walks back to Jay and because it does depend on the guy, "You really know how to drive a bear wild!" In the background, Jared had been cluing Dan in, like how the scene would go, how Joseph could never, ever get angry at Jay, had this deep sense of love for him, but not in the sense where it would keep another guy from falling in love with his brother. It left question in Dan's mind, thinking Jared was in search of something, calming any thoughts which might buzz Jared's mind, "I like Jay. He's a cool and nice guy, but I'm too young to get into a relationship. I mean, dating and all that is fine, but..." Waving a hand, Jared says, "You don't have to explain, Dan. You wouldn't believe how, over the past week or so guys have come and gone in and out of Jay's life faster than an airport terminal." Seeing something particular about Jay, which has surfaced just now, between Jay and Joseph, "There would be one big, big problem with Jay and me making a connection?" "What would that be?" Jared asks. Rubbing both hands, from chest to lower abs, Dan replies, "I'm almost totally smooth. Blond guys, you would never know!" It made Jared laugh! So loud was his humor at Dan's insight, Joseph turns to them, "Well, are you two going to stand there all night telling each other jokes?" Joseph was ready to wheel Jay out the door, Jared stopping them with his words, "Uh, don't you think we should get Jay in some pants, Joseph?" "Me too," Dan says, still in his half-dried boy briefs. Jake thought he'd hang back and polish off one of the pizzas, however, not blank towards Dan's physique as he walks out of the multi-purpose adjoining rooms! Paired up again, Jared had noticed, not only Dan, his boyish looks, "See, that's why we'd never make it!" "Make what?" Jake expresses uncertainty. "You and me, as my brother calls us, `the perfect couple'?" "Um, wake up moron, he only wants us to be together to keep me around?" Jake figured over time and Jay's repeated suggestion. Not sure himself, Jared had always thought the same and frankly, the sex was good, "I am very fond you as well," it ends up, Jared making the first advance, butting his chest up against Jake's boy-bod. "If we kept it more than a monogamous relationship, plus since I'm out of a place to stay..." "Oh right, you quit your night job," Jared says. "Right and without a day job," Jake says in a hinting manner, "there's like no way I could scrape up enough to find a place to rent. Oh man, it would be unjust to have to give up living on the island." "Oh yes," Jared laments, "no more hot boys to look at... and bye-bye to your surfing playground!" "So, you want to try mono or poly? I know for me, mono wouldn't work." Jared laughs, "I'm too much for you, huh?" Getting slightly serious, Jake responds, "You know, you should shack up with some dude your own age," thought Jake had reservations about his own welfare and the lack of a bank account, "just don't rush into things." "Well, it's not going to be here, where we'll be living," Jared smiles, having a bit of news he hasn't told anyone. "You're moving out?" "I shared this with Jay, a week ago, about finding my own place, but wasn't exactly sure." "You're not moving off the island?" Jake got shaken up, turning white as a ghost, not because there were all kinds of hot guys hanging about. Deep down inside he really had it in mind he didn't want to ever be more than a short walk away from Jay! "Bite you tongue!" Jake did it. Bit his tongue! To remedy his foolishness, Jared fake-slaps the look away, "No, asshole. I've happen to run into Zack at Kerm's Nook and he informs me he is not going to need the property we own, the burned out house is on." "Oh, I didn't know you sold it to him?" "It was sort of a thought, swapping this house for ours, which honestly I didn't know if he was serious about. Regardless, I'm planning on having the beach house rebuilt." "You have enough money to pay Zack for this place?" Jake asks. "That's the thing, he said Jay's house," Jared stops for a moment, allowing it to sink in, "Jay owns this house and Zack didn't ask for a penny, because at the time funding from a philanthropist helped build it, with it in mind, it would always be occupied by a person with disabilities similar to Zack's brother." "Wow. Our boy sure did luck out!" Jake responds, further saying, "so, we're going to be shacked up in a new beach house. When?" Smiling, Jared, not positive on the date, says, "Not before Gay Pride, but I've managed to find a construction company who will work on the project literally day and night!" "Oh," Jake says, thinking if Jared is moving out, then where will it wind him up. "Then, if you're moving out, where are we going to live?" Up until this afternoon, when Jake appeared at the house, did Jared get an idea Jake would be hanging around longer than expected, " "I've rented a place on the beach, about 7 houses down," Jared informs. "Cool! How many bedrooms?" "Don't worry," Jared places a hand on Jake's shoulder, "there's enough room for you and me both!" He never looked upon Jared for more than anything but a sex partner. Giving him an honest, heartfelt show of affection, it just happened without thinking, "Thanks so much!" Jared just stood there, taking it. At first he didn't know where to put his hands, but then settled them into caressing Jake. "Well! Don't let us interrupt anything!" "Yeah, bro!" Jay says, agreeing with Joseph, looking upon a situation formed by honest emotions or seemingly so. Jake, turning around, lays into Joseph, "By the way Joey, where's `your' boyfriend?" Knowing how they took off together earlier, Jay is as inquisitive, "Don't tell me you broke up already?" "No," Joseph responds rather happily, "we happened to pass by the playhouse, walked in and found ourselves in the middle of an interactive art show." "Interactive art show?" Jared asks. Not which he knew any artists or musicians personally, Jake asks, "Anyone we know?" "Jaric Jananovic ring a bell?" Even Dan was in the loop too, all four shaking their heads no, Jared saying, "Not me." "Me neither," Joseph was frank. Until then, I don't think Diln had either. Walking into the place, models were all around and just our luck, Jananovic comes barging through the crowd, arm stretched out," Joseph mimics Superman, "saying in broken English, "That there is the man!" He laughs, unlike he did then, wondering if it were himself, only to find out the artist had marked his direction out for Diln, "Funny thing is, all these hot men were around, dressed up or undressed, in high end fashion and Jaric picks a guy in a tee shirt and jeans!" After saying it, they were all happy for Diln and when the dust settles, Jake, Dan and Jay heading for the front door, Jared slips to Joseph, "Jaric is it?" "Yeah," Joseph replies, "fuckin' shame he's got a partner!" It told something, not much, enough to tell Jared, Jananovic wasn't up for grabs. Joseph with the trio, Jared locking the door and catching up, it made him think, about Jake and himself. At least, if they didn't have another guy in their beds at night, they could cozy up together! % Copyright 2013 T. Chase McPhee `FiRE iSLAND BiKiNiS', and developing segments of this story, may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author.