Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2006 14:17:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Mickey S Subject: Coy Boy, Chapter 30 This story contains some explicit scenes of erotic love between males. If you are under age, or live in an area where reading stories that include sex between males is illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. The author retains all rights. No reproductions are allowed without the author's consent. Comments are appreciated at The story is set in the fictional city of Trenton, New Jersey. Yes, there is a real city by that name, but other than being a state capital on the Delaware River, it bears little resemblance to the city in this story. While a few of the places mentioned may exist in reality, all of the characters and events are fictitious. Chapter 30 With all of the excitement over meeting my father and starting to make plans for the condo, I'd almost forgotten the plans Marcus, Manny and I had made for Sunday. Almost, but not quite. We were going to spend the day at the shore. Back when I was little, Mom and Aunt Aggie had rented a bungalow in North Wildwood for two weeks every summer. I didn't know which I liked more, the days on the beach or the evenings on the boardwalk, but I looked forward to those two weeks all year. After Mom married Ralph we only went for a week and then it was further north to Margate because Ralph wanted to be closer to the casinos in Atlantic City. I still spent my days on the beach but we didn't get to the boardwalk more than a couple of times. I'd never been to the northern end of the Jersey shore so I left the planning of the trip up to the guys. Marcus arranged to get his mother's car for the day and Manny was in charge of our itinerary. I didn't have any beach stuff so Marcus said he'd bring what his family had. In all of the craziness toward the end of the week I'd forgotten to buy a swimsuit but Manny said I could use one of his. At ten in the morning he and I were waiting on the sidewalk when Marcus pulled up. We took I-195 across the state, only having to slow down as traffic backed up near the exit for Six Flags Great Adventure. I made a mental note that we were going to have to set aside a day sometime over the summer to check out that amusement park. I'd been there once when I was little but didn't remember much of it other than the wild animal safari section. Once we got near the shore, Manny started giving directions. "There's a gay beach right here in Belmar but the one I want us to go to is quite a bit further north." He had Marcus take the Garden State Parkway north to Route 36. After a just a few miles on that highway we were right by the beach and then we followed that further north. For the last stretch we were on a very narrow strip of land with the ocean on our right and what looked like a bay or wide river on our left. We finally came to a sign announcing the entrance to the Gateway National Recreation Area. "This is it, guys, Sandy Hook. It's a long peninsula that sticks up between the ocean and Raritan Bay. There are lots of great beaches all around it, but the one we want is about halfway up." The parking areas were lettered and he had Marcus turn into lot G. I asked if that stood for gay. "No, that's just a coincidence. This is Gunnison Beach." Between the beach chairs, blankets, towels, a small cooler and other supplies all three of us were pretty loaded down as we left the parking area for the beach. We passed a refreshment stand and restrooms and followed a wooden walkway to the beach. I was tired and ready to drop when we got there and was shocked to see that the beach must have been a quarter of a mile wide. "Shit, we've got to carry all of this stuff all the way across that?" "Not only across it but all the way down there." Manny pointed as far to our right as I could see. "The gay section is at the other end of the beach." We'd no more than started slogging through the soft sand when we came upon a large sign that made me gasp. 'Caution - Clothing Optional Area Ahead.' The sign went on to warn that we might encounter nude sunbathers beyond that point. "This is a nude beach? We have to go naked here?" My voice was so high I practically squeaked. "It's clothing optional, babe, which means the nudity is optional as well. You don't have to go nude if you don't want to, but I've been looking forward to this the whole way here." Marcus grinned at me. "You knew where Manny was taking us?" "I wasn't sure at first but when we didn't stop at Belmar I figured it out. I came here with a couple of friends last summer. It's a great beach and lots of fun." "Well, if all the guys are nude I'm gonna be hard all day so I'm gonna have to stay covered up to hide it." "It's not supposed to be a sexual thing, Jerry. It's just people enjoying the sun and fresh air in a natural way. You'll get used to it in no time. Besides, not everyone here is hot, not by a long shot." As we continued our way across the beach I saw what he meant. There were lots of middle-aged and older men. And lots of women, too. I nearly dropped the beach bag I was carrying when I looked up from the sand at one point and a naked lady was standing ten feet in front of me. I quickly diverted my eyes back down to the ground and walked past her. As we got toward the end of the beach the crowd was more male and younger. This was apparently the gay section. We found an empty spot near the water and dropped our stuff. "And they say gay guys are sissies. You don't see the straight folks lugging their stuff this far down the beach. We're tougher than they are, although I don't think I could walk another step." I felt like collapsing on top of our things. "Maybe we just have more of an incentive. Look around you, Jerry." I glanced at Manny and then looked around. The crowd was a lot younger and hotter here than what we'd walked past. Not all of them were naked, but a lot were. I tried not to stare but I couldn't help myself. "C'mon, Miah, put your eyes back in your head. I'm the only one you're supposed to be looking at that way." "I'm just looking, Marcus. Nothing wrong with that." We set up the chairs and spread out a couple of blankets. As we started pulling our shirts off I realized I wasn't wearing Manny's swimsuit under my shorts and the changing room was all the way back near the parking lot. I stopped undressing, holding my shirt in my hand. "What's the matter, babe?" I explained that I'd forgotten to change before we came onto the beach and I really didn't feel like walking all the way back. "Maybe I'll just wear my shorts." "It's either that or nothing 'cause I forgot to bring the suits. I'm gonna go au natural." Manny unbuttoned his shorts and let them drop. He was freeballing and when he kicked off the shorts he was naked. Marcus stared at him. "Now it's your turn to put your eyes back in your head, Marcus. Haven't you ever seen a dick before?" "Well, sure, but it's a nice one attached to a hot body. I'm gonna have to start working out to keep up with the two of you." "There's nothing wrong with your body. I like it just the way it is." Marcus took off his shorts and he was wearing swim trunks underneath. He hesitated for a minute, then shrugged, said, "What the fuck," and pushed them down, stepping out of them. As I looked from my hot naked boyfriend to my hot naked best friend, I felt my dick begin to plump up. 'No way I'm taking my shorts off now', I thought. "C'mon, don't be chicken. Manny and I have both seen you naked before. Go for it!" "Um, I can't. I'm a little too excited right now." "No problem, Jerry, guys swell up here all the time. As long as you're not totally hard no one will care. And even then it's okay as long as you're discreet about it. Although that dong of yours is anything but discreet." "Go ahead, Miah, just drop your drawers and lie down on your belly until it goes away." I did as Marcus suggested, moving as quickly as I could, but not fast enough to prevent at least a few of our neighbors from catching a glimpse from the comments I heard. Marcus and Manny sat on the blanket and began unpacking our stuff. "You'd better put some sun screen on, Miah. You're so pale you'll probably burn in no time." "Yeah, my skin is pretty sensitive early in the summer. Once I start to get a tan I'm okay, though." I carefully sat up, facing the guys, with my legs blocking my woodie from view of anyone else, and began slathering the lotion on myself. The others did the same thing and then we took turns covering each other's backs. Marcus and Manny lay down on their backs on either side of me but I stayed on my belly. After what seemed like an hour of talking, my erection finally went down and I was able to roll over. I had finally relaxed enough so that every glimpse of a naked guy didn't turn me on. I was able to look around and join in the guys' critiques of the bodies around us. It was a hot day for late June and Manny suggested we take a dip in the water to cool off. We got up and walked toward the water. "I'm sure the water's still pretty cold so it's probably best to just dive in. Let's just run in all at once," Manny suggested. "A little cool water will at least help me keep from getting too aroused," I added. On the count of three we started running. It felt cold as my feet and ankles got wet, but as I dove into a large wave I practically stopped breathing when the icy water covered my body. That was a good thing because otherwise I might have inhaled half the ocean. I managed to get to my feet, standing in water that was waist-deep, shivering with my teeth chattering. I heard laughter and turned to see Marcus and Manny still on the sand just out of range of the waves lapping at the shore. They'd stopped running as they reached the edge of the water and were completely dry and pointing at me. "How's the water, babe? Cool enough for you?" I turned and raced out of the water, reaching down and scooping up as much of it as I could as I got close to the guys, tossing it in their direction. It didn't get them soaked but sprayed them with lots of drops of the icy liquid. As I got to them I threw my arms around Marcus, sharing the water that was running off my body with him. He tried to push me away but I held on, pulling him back toward the water. "Your turn to get refreshed, bitch!" "Help me, Manny!" He twisted his head back, expecting help. Instead, Manny got behind him and pushed, helping me get him into deeper water and then tried to back off. That didn't work as Marcus grabbed his wrist and pulled him in with us. Off balance from all of the pushing and pulling, the three of us tumbled into the frigid water on top of one another. We managed to untangle our arms and legs and half-crawl back to shore. "Okay, enough of that. I think we're all cool now. Let's go for a walk and let the sun dry us off." Manny led the way as we walked further down the beach in ankle-deep water. It didn't feel so bad once I got used to it but I had no intention of making the rest of my body get used to it. At least I didn't have to worry about getting hard, even after Marcus took my hand. About a hundred yards down the beach we came across a small group of middle-aged men, with one younger guy I recognized immediately. "Rod! How are you doing, man?" He jerked his head and looked up at us, giving me a dazzling smile of recognition. As he jumped up and came toward us, a naked, blonde all-American hunk, Manny gasped. Rod gave me a big hug, causing a little reaction from my nearly thawed dick. I pulled back before it became noticeable. "You remember Marcus and Manny from the cookout, don't you?" They all shook hands, the guys both giving his body the once-over. He was paying quite a bit of attention to their bodies as well. He introduced us to the five men he was with, who all seemed to be quite taken with us. We all chatted for a few minutes before we continued our walk. I pointed out where our blanket was and Rod said he'd come see us in a while. We hadn't gone more than ten yards when Manny turned to me, practically drooling. "Damn, he is so fucking hot!" "So how come you never called him? I gave you his number weeks ago." "I don't know. I'm not usually shy about going after what I want, but he didn't show any particular interest in me at your graduation cookout and you said he was up north for the summer, so I thought maybe I'd wait until he came back for school in the fall." "Well, if you don't go after him you're not gonna get him." After another hundred yards or so the crowd thinned out to almost nothing so we turned and headed back to our spot. As we passed Rod and his friends we noticed their six pairs of eyes glued to us. Manny grinned at them, grabbed his cock and balls in his right hand and shook them. They all laughed but I noticed a gleam in Rod's eyes. Back at the blanket we applied another coat of sunscreen and lay down and rested for a while. About a half hour later I opened my eyes when I felt something drop on the blanket next to me. It was Rod, kneeling with his legs spread, his jewels exposed just a couple of feet from me. "We're both gonna be in trouble if you don't get that out of my face." "Yes, you are," Marcus said as he threw his arm over my chest. Rod laughed and used his hands to cover his stuff. "Better now?" "I don't know, you're still pretty hot, but I think I can control myself. Who are those guys you're with?" "Two couples and my 'date' for the day. I'm a combination of eye candy and boy toy today. They're all nice guys so it's fun. Very profitable for a day at the beach, too." "I figured when I saw them that you were working." Marcus gave me a questioning look at that but I just shook my head. I realized I probably shouldn't have said that but Rod hadn't seemed to be hiding anything. Rod didn't seem to notice. After we'd talked for a bit Rod suggested a walk but I was feeling lazy. Manny eagerly took him up on the suggestion and the two of them went off while Marcus stayed behind with me. "I thought they'd never leave," he grinned as he turned toward me. "Don't give me that kind of look. We're in public, babe, and nothin's gonna happen here." "I know, I wasn't expecting anything like that. Manny's fun, but it's nice to have you all to myself for a few minutes. So what was with that comment about Rod working?" I explained how I'd met Rod and how I'd helped him get started as an escort by introducing him to Derek. "So he's the one. Damn, you've been with some hot men. I'm gonna have to keep my eye on you." "You've got nothing to worry about. You're all I want, Marcus." I rolled over and cuddled next to him, taking a chance on getting aroused. "'That's so good to hear. Does Manny know about Rod's 'career'?" "Yeah, I told him after the cookout. Why?" "I know he's got the hots for him, but I'm sure he's not interested if he's gonna have to pay." "Rod isn't working all the time. He does some things just for the fun of it, I'm sure. I know Manny's interested in him but I'm not sure the feeling's mutual." "Well they sure seemed to like lookin' at each other just now. Whatever, I'm glad we got a few minutes alone. There's something I wanted to talk to you about." He pulled back a bit and we lay on our sides about two feet apart, facing each other. "Uh-oh, that doesn't sound good." "Relax, it's no big deal. It's just that I had a talk with my parents last night about transferring from Quinnipiac to The College of New Jersey and I was wondering what you thought about the idea." I thought for a minute. Things had been going well between us the past few weeks. With our living situation we hadn't been having as much sex as either one of us would have liked, but maybe that was a good thing for our relationship. We'd had to focus more on the non-sexual part of it, and that was turning out to be just as good. I had mixed feelings about the upcoming school year even though it was still over two months away. I couldn't wait to get back to school myself and experience college. But I was dreading Marcus going back up to Connecticut. I connected all of our problems of the past year with him being away at school. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thrilled at the idea of you not going away, but what brought this on?" "Well, for one thing, it would be a lot cheaper. My parents have three more kids to put through college and Quinnipiac, being a private school, is expensive. The College of New Jersey is a state school so tuition would only be a fraction of what I've been paying. And I could live at home and commute, so I wouldn't have to pay for room and board, which is a lot, too." "I hadn't thought of that. I mean, I know college is expensive, but since I never even considered anything but county college I didn't think about it." I had been hoping this had something to do with me. It hadn't occurred to me that it might be something as simple as financial considerations. "I probably should have gone to a state school right from the start. My parents set up a college fund for each of us kids when we were born and I worked all through high school, but even so I've had to depend mostly on student loans. After only two years I'm in debt beyond belief. If I transfer, I can probably get through the rest of school without having to take out any more loans." "Then that sounds like a good thing, as long as it's a good school and you can study what you want. But what about your friends in Connecticut?" "I have to wonder just how much we were friends. I'm not out up there, you know. I mean, I went to a couple of bars in New Haven and had a few encounters, but on campus I acted straight. So my so-called friends don't even know who I really am." "I'm sure it wouldn't make a difference to most of them." "Yeah, probably, but there's more to it than that. The thing that really got me thinking about transferring is that I don't want to spend all that time away from you, Miah. I really fucked things up last year and now that things are going good I want to give us a chance. I think if I stick around here things would just get better." Now that's what I was hoping to hear. "Yeah, I think it would definitely be good for us if you stayed in town, but only if it's also good for you. If you can get the education you want without going away, I'm all for it." "It was actually a toss-up between Quinnipiac and TCNJ back when I was in high school but I chose to go away because I wanted to explore coming out, if you can believe that. Once I got to school and made some straight friends, though, I didn't have the courage." "When I think of that first day we met on the train, I would never have thought of you as short on courage. You were coming on to me the whole time, and then you practically swept me off my feet and stole that kiss from me." "I pretty much shocked myself that day. Something about you got to me and I just had to make some kind of move. I knew we were just strangers whose paths were only crossing for a minute, but I couldn't let you get away without at least a kiss. I'd never been so drawn to anyone before, and I'm not just talking about your hot little body. I think I fell in love with you the second I looked into your eyes as I was coming down the aisle on that train." "Love?" Whoa, where did that come from? Neither one of us had ever mentioned that word before. I'd been tempted a number of times because I was sure that was how I felt about Marcus, but right from the start he'd been the one urging us to go slow. He was the one having all the problems coming out. I didn't want to scare him off or put pressure on him by saying the L word. "Yeah, love. I know we've had a strange start to our relationship, with me being away and going through that 'experiment', but the way I've felt about you from that first day can only be described as love. And it gets stronger all the time. You haven't ever said you loved me but you've stuck with me through all of my shit, so I'm hoping that maybe you feel the same way about me." "I do, Marcus. I think I've been in love with you since that first kiss but I haven't allowed myself to think it because of all the problems we've had. I know we're young and there's still a lot we don't know about each other, but there's no denying that I love you." Marcus slid over to me, took me in his arms and gave me one of his incredible kisses, one that never seemed to end. I could feel his dick get hard and press into me as mine firmed up and pressed right back. I don't know how long we lay like that, tight against each other, lost in a never-ending kiss, but finally we were interrupted by the sound of Manny's voice. "Better get a room if you're gonna do that, boys. You're starting to attract quite a crowd." We pulled apart, rolled onto our backs and looked up at Manny and Rod. "Damn, talk about drawing a crowd, Manny. I can't decide which of those two poles I want to throw myself on, and I'm sure half the guys on the beach are thinking the same thing. You boys had better roll onto your bellies until those things go down or you're gonna be in trouble." Marcus and I had both been in a bit of a love-and lust-induced stupor, but seeing Rod gaping at our hardons brought us out of it and we both did as he said. "Like that helps. Now I want to throw myself on one of those bubble butts, and I'm sure you're thinking the same thing, Rod." "Yeah, they're both pretty tempting, but I've got to tear myself away and get back to my date." "I'd walk with you, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea to leave these lovebirds alone. They seem to get in trouble when left on their own." "You just don't want to stop gawking at us, asshole. Get out of here or Miah and I will throw ourselves on you." "And that's a threat? Okay, I'll be a friend and leave you two to calm down. But keep a little distance between yourselves or you'll never be able to roll over." Manny and Rod walked away toward Rod's friends. I watched them for a few seconds, admiring their cute butts. Then I turned back to Marcus and grinned. "Lovebirds. I like that." "So do I, babe, so do I." By the time Manny got back Marcus and I had long since lost our erections and were sitting up in our chairs. "You were gone a long time. You and Rod seemed to hit it off." "Yeah, he's a nice guy. Really hot, too, and I think maybe he's interested. And his friends seemed to enjoy looking me over so who am I to deprive them of the pleasure?" "That's one of the traits I so admire about you, Manny. You're always so considerate of your elders." "Like you guys don't get off knowing half the guys on the beach are staring at you." "Hey, it's not our fault that Miah and I have such hot bods." "Speaking of hot bods, Jerry's starting to look a little red. I think maybe we'd better pack it in and call it a day." "Yeah, I wouldn't want him to get so burned I'd have to keep my hands off him." "Thank you so much for your concern, Marcus. What makes you think you're gonna have your hands on me anyway?" "I don't know, just a feeling, I guess." "Yeah, a feeling in your dick, I'll bet." "Don't go there, Miah. You'll get me all aroused and we still have to walk through this crowd to get off the beach." "If you start getting too turned on just pick an ugly naked woman and focus on her. That always works for me." "That would work for me too, Manny, but Marcus gets into women now and then." "No way, Miah. That's only when I try really hard, and I have no reason to try that anymore." "That's good to hear." We packed up all of our stuff and carried it across the beach, waiting until we were almost back to the entrance before putting on our clothes. It was amazing how quickly being naked had become second nature to me. As we were waiting to cross the road to get to the parking lot a hot-looking convertible passed us. "That's it! That's the car I want." "The Mustang? I thought you were talking about a Focus or some kind of hybrid." "Yeah, I was thing about them, Marcus, but I'll probably be driving so little that a hybrid wouldn't make much difference. And they don't make Focus convertibles." "And all of a sudden it's got to be a convertible?" "Why not? I loved Courtney's Sebring the time she gave me a ride home from Princeton. If I'm just going to have a car mostly for occasional trips out of town it should be fun." "You won't get any argument from me on that, babe. I love convertibles." "Maybe Norman can take me to a Ford dealer one day this week so I can look around and get some ideas. If I'm going to get a convertible I should get moving on it and not waste the summer." When we got back to Trenton Marcus came into the house with us. Manny went to his room and Marcus and I went to mine. After spending all day naked on the beach there was no way we weren't going to make love. Afterwards, we cuddled on my narrow little bed. "So when does Patrick think you're going to be able to move into the condo?" "He's talking about early August. We already have a buyer for the house in Chester, so that won't hold things up. The only thing we're waiting for is for them to finish the construction at the condo and they're almost done with that." "And you said that flamer's picked out a lot of the furniture already?" "Well, Blaine suggested it but I made the decisions. I've settled on my bedroom stuff and I think Manny has picked out his. That's all we need to get started." "It can't happen too soon for me, babe. The only time we ever spent a night together was when we fell asleep after the festival last September. I can't wait to wake up next to you again." "I keep thinking about that myself but we're going to have to wait a little while longer. I've had an idea rattling around in my head for a little while, though. Any chance you could get a few days off from your job?" "Maybe. What do you have in mind?" "Well, back when I met them, my grandparents invited me to come visit them in Georgia. And then my father invited me to come down as well. I haven't been very enthusiastic about going because I don't see that there's anything down there that means much to my life, but maybe if you went with me it could just be a nice little vacation for us." "Not that I wouldn't want to go away with you, but visiting your grandparents doesn't sound like much of a romantic vacation. From what you've said they're very conservative people and you aren't even out to them. How could we be together?" "I talked about it a little with Patrick. Even if I went alone I'd stay in a hotel. I don't know them well enough to feel right staying at their house. So if you went with me, we'd have lots of privacy." "Even so, I'd be in the way of you getting to know your family." "I probably wouldn't get to know them much anyway. More than anything else, I think I'm more curious about seeing where I came from, where my mother came from. And I'd love to see Chipper again. Now that I know he's my brother I think we have lots to talk about. We'd probably spend more time with him than anyone and he wouldn't have a problem with us being a couple." "I'm pretty curious about meeting this gay brother of yours." "Bi, not gay. And don't be getting any kinky ideas about doubling your pleasure." Marcus laughed. "One of you is all I want, Miah, and probably more than I can handle." "Just as long as you remember that I love you." "And I love you, babe." To be continued.