Summer Fun – Chapter 2 – One Thing on My Mind by JTrevor

Jeff and I look at each other, “No shit? Really?”

Marc enthusiastically nods the affirmative and continues in a hushed voice, “I couldn’t believe it! So, I decided to put this to the test to see if would happen again. Kristin was next and, sure enough, I was able to see exactly how she trims herself up.”

Jeff shakes his head, “You are such a pervert, Marc.”

“Oh, come on! You mean to tell me you’ve been sitting here this whole time and haven’t been wondering about what’s inside those bikinis?”

“Yeah,” Jeff smirks and admits, “I have…”

Marc tells us more, “Now, Colleen? Whoa! Daniel Boone would get lost in that forest! But, Samantha…” he sighs and takes on a dreamy, far-off look. “Mmmm… Samantha is as bare as a desert, talk about hot!”

He leans in, motioning us closer to share a very important detail and whispers, “I could even see the very top of where her slit begins!” Marc has had a thing for Samantha for a while now, so I’m sure getting a quick peek at her forbidden fruit just made his whole summer.

Jeff’s eyes pop, “Really!” Having heard enough, he grabs the goggles, puts them on and jumps in the pool.

After several splash-downs, which Jeff nonchalantly positioned himself at the bottom of the slide to witness, the girls give themselves a rest to sun in the chaise lounges. He comes out the pool, slightly hunched over as he walks back. It doesn’t seem the pool-shrinkage trick is working very well for him. Sitting down, Jeff is amazed, “Man, that was awesome! You are 100% correct on all accounts, Marc.”

“See, told ya!”

Jeff looks at me, “Shit, you missed it Kyle, looks like they’re done with the slide.”

“It’s alright, I’ll live,” I tell him. I hate to sound like a braggart to myself, but they can dream about peeks at pubes all they want. Hopefully, my pubes will be closely inter-mingling with Renee’s pubes tomorrow.

Jeff sits back, with a satisfied look on his face. In a way, it’s like he just lost a little bit of his virginity by seeing some real girl-bits as opposed to surfing porn on the internet. “What do you guys like better on a girl, pubes or no-pubes?” he asks.

“Oh, no-pubes, without question, for sure!” Marc quickly answers, “Shows she cares about how she looks down there.”

Jeff nods, taking in Marc’s answer and turns to me, “What about you, Kyle?”

I think about how nice it was when I saw Renee’s fluffy patch. It was the first thing I noticed when she pulled her shorts down and was it ever a huge turn-on. To answer his question, “I think I prefer pubic hair on a girl, something about it is damn sexy to me.”

Marc makes a face at me like I’m crazy, “Really?”

“Yup! I definitely do.” I nod, affirming my position on the matter. “It can be kept trimmed up and looking nice, you know, like in a triangle or something. So soft to the touch and-” I stop myself before they start asking how I would know so much about how soft a girl’s pubes are and spill details that I shouldn’t.

“Now that you mention it,” Jeff says, “Kristin did look super-hot with hers, I liked that.”

“Exactly!” I give him a thumbs-up.

“Blah… You guys are nuts,” Marc blows it off.

“To each, their own,” Jeff shrugs.

“What I wouldn’t give to slide it up in Samantha now that I know she shaves. Mmm hmmm…” Marc muses, gazing across the pool at the girls.

“As if! Samantha won’t let you within 10-feet of her,” Jeff replies.

“Let’s just see about that,” Marc gets up, accepting this as a challenge. He walks around the pool, approaching to talk to her, then he leans in to whisper something. It looks like he’s grabbing his crotch of all things.

“Did he just grab his beans?” I ask Jeff, confused.

“I think so.”

A look of total disgust crosses Samantha’s face and she slaps his face, we can hear the crack all the way over here. Marc turns tail to come back to our table, his reddening cheek is visible from here. He’s shrugging and has his arms up like, what did I do?

“What did you say to her?” Jeff asks.

“I just asked her if she wanted to see what real man looks like, that’s all.” Marc explains like that’s a normal thing a guy would casually ask a girl.

“Oh, real smooth-move, you’re such a bonehead.” I tell him, shaking my head.

“So, who you got your eye on these days, Kyle?” Jeff asks.

“Oh, you know the answer to that,” Marc scoffs, “He’s planning on waiting an eternity for Tiffany Hammond.”

“No, I’m not…” I pooh-pooh it.

“’Oh Tiffany, Tiffany, when will you go out with ME instead of those big, stupid jocks.’” Marc pokes fun.

“Knock it off, at least I have enough class not to walk up to a girl and grab my sac like a knuckle-dragger.”

Jeff has a good laugh over that.

“Oh? And how’s all that ‘class’ working out for you?” Marc asks. Time for me to take a deep breath and keep my mouth shut. Have I mentioned how I SO want to tell them about what happened the other day with Renee? God, that would shut him the fuck up for once and for all.

“Well, speak of the she-devil.” Marc points out Tiffany, Blake, Justin, Jodie and some others entering the pool area. Tiffany looks mighty hot in her bright-pink two-piece bikini, wow! She’s very easy on my eyes, but Blake, with his hands all over her, can go away at any time.

Any other day it would have bothered me seeing Tiffany with Blake and those guys, but today, not so much. It probably has a lot to do with what happened at the apartments. I lean back, put my hands behind my head and smile.

“Look at him,” Marc says to Jeff, flipping his thumb in my direction, “There he goes, he’s imagining his dick in Tiffany.”

Oh, I’m definitely picturing myself in someone right now, but not Tiffany…

—–

The three long-ass days finally pass. In the morning, I, or course, wake up with a solid hard-on. Today, I decide not to take care of it and dirty another t-shirt.

I ride my bike over to the Fairlawn Apartments and find Renee in Building #1, Unit #3 that we are to paint. She has already started masking off the vents and windows.

“Hey Kyle, come on in.”

She sits down on a huge pile of painter’s sheets in the unit’s dining room area. I walk over and sit down next to her. “So, what’s the plan today?”

“Well…” she says, “Since you’re not a virgin anymore, maybe we could ramp things up a bit? I was thinking we could kick off the day by getting all sweaty by screwing right here on this pile of sheets, paint for a while, take a break, maybe fuck some more, have some lunch, fuck some more, paint some more… something like that. How does that sound?”

My eyes are probably as big as silver-dollars by this point. “Wow! That sounds perfect!”

“Come ’ere, Sport.” she grabs my shirt and pulls me to her. We immediately start kissing and groping. She reaches inside my shorts, grabs my growing cock and starts pulling on it. If she only knew how much that thing has been pulled on by me these last three days.

I remember a few days ago feeling awkward at being naked with Renee for the first time, did I ever get over that fear quickly. I couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough today. We waste no time in getting busy, rubbing our naked bodies together and rolling around on the pile.

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