It was tradition among our friends to camp out in Jake's backyard at least once every summer. Jake had a giant tent, with three rooms and two closets. The first time we ever set it up it took us two hours. Working under the hot summer sun, joking and sweating, we were confident and untouchable. We were seniors this year, nearing maturity, working out every chance we had. Needless to say, we were very in shape.
"Who all is coming?" I asked as I put together a 10 foot long pole.
"Jack, Troy, and Nick." Jake said, heaving the large tent out of its bag.
This was slightly exciting for me, I had been in love with Troy for about three years now. I had just recently gotten him into working out, and he was quickly building muscle. Six feet tall, tan skin, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and muscles slowly developing all over his body.
I hadn't seen Troy in a month, and he had been telling me how he now works out every day. I was looking forward to seeing his improvement.
"What's with the smirk on your face?" Jake asked, one eyebrow raised and an accusing look on his face.
I quickly left my day dream and gave him my best troublesome grin that I could work up in my frustration.
"Tonight's gonna be a good night."
I wasn't lying. With a case of beer, a bottle of rum, three liters of coca-cola hidden in a cooler in the tent and grape cigars in my backpack, tonight was in the making for our best camp out yet.
"Look at these two sexy mother fuckers!" I heard from behind me. I knew that voice anywhere. I turned around to see Troy running down the hill toward us. I could see his chest muscles through his tight fitting shirt. His perfectly formed biceps seemed to be running out of room in his sleeves. Looks like he wasn't lying, he was working out everyday.
He hugged the both of us as he laughed. His body pressed against mine as he hugged me much longer than usual. I couldn't help but breathe in slightly as I felt his muscles against mine. As I patted his back I could feel his shoulder muscles ripple. I quickly let go, before losing complete control of myself.
I was in good shape myself. Five foot eleven, 140 pounds. I had a large chest and biceps, and my abs, a well defined six pack, were the best in my group. That's what they were, "My group". I was the ring leader for the most part, always making our plans and always an influence on the others. Which wasn't always a good thing.
"What have you two been up to?" Troy asked in excitement. He hadn't seen either of us in a month, which was a long time for our friend group. We rarely went longer than a week without hanging out. Everyone in our school called us "The brotherhood."
We exchanged stories briefly and joked with each other before going back to setting up our tent. Troy sat on a cooler and watched, calmly drinking water and barking out instructions. Despite our orders, he refused to help. I didn't mind too much, he was fun to watch, even if he wasn't doing any work. His defined jawline shadowed by the sun, his V-neck showing off his collar bones and large chest. Although I enjoyed watching him, Jake and I silently planned revenge.
We finished setting up the tent and quickly got inside to escape the heat. Troy was always the youngest of our group, so unfortunately for him he was usually terrorized by Jake and I.
"Hey Troy, can you get something out of the closet for us?" I asked, trying to hide my smile.
He unzipped the closet, with Jake and I behind him. We quickly pushed him in, zipped it shut, and used a locker lock to lock the zippers together. The closets were tiny, about a foot long and two feet wide. Also, this closet was directed right at the sun, turning it into a sauna.
"What the hell!? Let me out!" Troy yelled from the inside as Jake and I laughed at our easy accomplishment.
"We've decided that since you didn't help set up the tent, you can stay in there for half an hour or so." Jake yelled into the closet.
