Those words, oh, those words. What Eli had said to me was running through my mind all day. I was wondering nervously when he would strike. We were on our way to the beach now, and he kept shooting coy glances at me, innocent-eyed.
What was he going to do? The beach was a very public place. Kids running around everywhere, parents chasing after them... Maybe I was safe there. Correction,
hopefully
.
I later learned that day that I would not be safe. Did I want him to pull something like he had at the movie theater? Well, that was a hard question. The part of me that made my cock harden simply at the thought screamed yes, but the part of me that wouldn't live it down if we got caught, insisted no.
I knew he was going to do something just by the way he looked at me, and by the things he'd whisper to me when we were close. Dirty things, things that made me guiltily ache for him. He'd whisper about the things he'd like to do to me; One of these was sucking me until I screamed, which I knew he was very capable of.
I knew it was happening when he suggested we try a session with the surf instructor. He was a young guy, who looked to be a little bit older than us. He was attractive, with dark brown eyes and spiked-up brown hair. This guy was tall, taller than me, and quite muscular.
Oh, the way that Eli mischieviously looked between me and him gave it all away.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Eli insisted, tugging at my arm, trying to pull me over there.
"I don't know... What about the others?" I asked, trying to draw him away nervously.
Zaire shook his head. "We'll be fine. Go on."
"See? Let's go!" he pulled me away to the surf instructor's hut, despite my obvious anxiousness.
The minute we had gotten away from the group, I forced him to stop and look at me. "What the Hell are you doing?"
He just grinned, causing my heart to pick up pace. "So you caught on to my little plan."
"Yes I caught on!" I growled, looking away. "No, Eli. No. Just no."
He crossed his arms across his bare chest, which supplied a great view of his toned six-pack abs that I had found myself staring at. "Come on. You can't tell me you've never thought about a threesome. And doing it in public makes it all the more fun."
Okay, so I had. But that didn't make me up for this anymore than I had been five minutes ago. "Shut up! Somebody's going to hear you!"
"Oh well."