Six
BEAU
Seeing Hollie in only a towel just now has my dick threatening to bust through the fly of my jeans. My dick has been semi-hard from the moment my eyes landed on her at the pool earlier today.
In the shower just now, I had to pleasure myself. The tension in my balls was too much and I had, no needed, to give myself some relief. It felt wrong to be thinking of Hol while I jerked off, but if I hadn’t, I don’t know how I would have stuffed my dick into my jeans.
“I’ll be right back,” Lacie says, chasing after Hollie.
“So,” Matt says when Lacie slips out of view. “You think they’re in there making out?”
Looking at my best friend, a stunned “What?” slips out.
“You think they’re making out in there?”
“What possessed you to think of that?” I ask, shaking my head. “And more importantly, how did you conclude that those two are an item?”
“It’s every guys fantasy to see chicks make out, especially hot ones.” Hearing Matt refer to Hollie as hot has me growling, literally. He might be my best friend, but back off, asshole, she’s mine.
“Geez, man, chill. I know she’s yours.” He raises his hand in surrender. “You’ve got it bad for her, hey?”
“I can’t explain it, man. Ever since I saw her earlier, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her.”
“And that’s why you jerked off to visions of her earlier?”
“You heard?”
“I didn’t hear shit,” he chuckles, “but thanks for confirming you jerked off in the shower earlier.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“Right back at ya,” he throws back and all I can do is shake my head.
Then he adds, “And I don’t blame you. That chick is smokin’ hot.
” His statement has me wanting to rip his head off before I gouge his eyes and brain out for looking and thinking of Hollie like that.
My murderous thoughts of my best friend are interrupted at the sound of the bathroom door opening.
Excitement builds at seeing her again but when I see it’s just Lacie, I deflate.
“Hol won’t be long. Can I offer you boys a beer while we wait? ”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Matt answers.
“That’d be great,” I say. “Need a hand?”
“Let me put my waitressing skills to the test.”
“Have at it,” I tell her, as I jump up onto the railing.
She returns with three beers and hands me one, I scrunch my face when I see the label. “You a beer snob or something?”
Matt bursts out laughing. “You could say that,” he answers. Before Lacie can ask for further clarification, the sound of the bathroom door opening garners my attention and when I see Hollie, my mouth drops open at her beauty. My eyes are locked on hers as she glides toward us, well, me.
Jumping off the railing, I walk over to her and take her in. “Stunning,” I whisper, my eyes once again roaming over her.
“Hi,” she timidly voices.
“Hi,” I repeat back. The two of us stand here, silently staring at one another.
“Should we leave them alone to eye-fuck one another?” Matt whispers, to which Lacie replies, “I think so … a girl could get pregnant from watching the two of them. The heat radiating from them is off the charts.”
Hollie leans around me. “You know we can hear you, right?”
“Ohhh, so you can see and hear other things?” Lacie playfully throws at her friend.
“Why am I friends with you?” she asks.
“This one says that to me all the time too,” Matt adds, and I can’t help but shake my head.
“And on that note,” I say, “shall we go? I need a real drink and not this cat piss.”
“Beer snob,” Lacie teases and I can’t help but chuckle.
Looking to Hollie, I say, “Shall we?” and offer my hand.
Hollie nods and takes my offered hand. “Let’s go.”