Next morning Alex once again sat on the Porch watching Jason complete a training session. It was only 7:15 am but already Jason was over 90 minutes into a long session. He was swimming the length of the beach directly across ignoring the curve, a distance around 200m and back then running around the curve of the beach to the opposite headland and back again. He was repeating the pattern over and over again. It looked monotonous despite Jason’s grace of movement.
Alex had lain awake worried about him and knew he had not come back till late. He had thought about their situation a lot. Without actually making a commitment to Paul he still felt obliged. It wasn’t exactly an agreement. It just seemed the right thing to do, besides, Jason had changed it was he who said all along he just wanted Alex to be happy and seemed to accept that. Not according to last night anymore. Jason had been straight and honest. Maybe he was right, maybe Alex didn’t respond because he was waiting for Paul. Meanwhile Jason kept up his grinding training.
Jerome took up a seat next to Alex, “mornin” he drawled.
Jason finished his final circuit, glided up the track to the outdoor shower, stripped off his speedos and hopped under the cold spray unaware of the fact he had an audience. His tan line evident now that his speedos were removed showing the contrast between his deep golden tanned body and the pure snowy white of his ass.
“Ain’t that a sight” commented Jerome. “I could watch that all day … hmm hmm … that is really something”. From Jerome’s perspective it was over too quickly as Jason wrapped a towel around himself and padded up to the porch.
“Morning” Jason mumbled passing through to the kitchen and busying himself making a hot breakfast of toast accompanied by a huge pan of scrambled eggs for them all to enjoy. Coffee, eggs, cereal, fruit, toast … never doughnuts or anything too sugary or fatty. Jason led a healthy lifestyle without making anything a special effort.
While they sat at the table finishing their coffee Jason asked “how would you like to visit a wild life park today? Koalas, kangaroos, wombats … that kind of stuff. I need to shop a bit for Christmas and restock some food, we can do that along the way. Tomorrow I thought you might like an easy day so we could surf a bit in the morning, hike up to the ridge for the afternoon then in the evening come with me to a Surf Club function”. The day after is Christmas Day so we might have a rest day and stick around. This went down well so he grabbed items from the cupboard and the refrigerator and packed them into backpacks for a picnic style lunch.
The wild life park was a real hit. Alex, Paul and Jerome loved the animals, ok well, to be honest holding a diamond python around his neck was a bit freaky for Paul but different. Feeding the eastern grey kangaroos puffed wheat from their hands was very kool indeed, the sensation took some getting used to - almost like a tickling feeling. The Tasmanian Devils were really smelly angry little critters and the nocturnal house which contained the night animals was excellent too.
Evening once again had them sitting on the porch with the sweet lemony scent of the citronella candles hanging in the air. They sipped their drinks in pleasant conversation.
“Tomorrow night is the surf club barbeque” stated Jason. “I’m not looking forward to it much but have to go. You guys will meet my parents, not that it’s anything to be happy about. You’ll no doubt meet a lot of people really. Most of them are ok.
The evening passed pleasantly. Then Jason excused himself for a stroll along the beach. Jerome decided to accompany him leaving Alex and Paul on the porch.
“Something’s not quite right is it?” asked Paul.
“Is it?” replied Alex.
“The light in his eyes is subdued today”.
“He’s just a bit quiet, I think”.
“If what you say is true … I can understand him not looking forward to tomorrow night with his parents … but … I think it’s more”.
“Oh yeah … what are you thinking?”
“I guess I am the observer here but after what you told me I think he’s under a lot of pressure. You think about it … I’ve got my family, Jerome has his, and you had your mom for at least some years … who has he ever had to lean on? Who was there for him when he grew up? I don’t think there has ever been anyone. Then the race thing … what was it? 300 phone messages? Add all those requests for interviews. That’s pressure and it’s closing in on him. I just don’t think he knows how to deal with it. There’s something really … fragile … about it all. I want to help somehow … while we are here let’s do what we can to protect him. Things like never leave him alone and make this the most fun he’s ever had. He’s trying so hard for us, and giving us a such a huge part of himself … we should do our part”.
“I agree with that part, I do want to protect him” added Alex.
Paul hid his smile.
“He’s an amazing guy Alex. I never expected I would like him so much. It’s instantaneous he … well, he just opened up and took me in without reserve. He feels like a brother to me already … and really, I thought he might see me as a rival, but he doesn’t. I know he likes me… no, make that loves me, he can’t hide it. He doesn’t understand his capacity to love … he just gives it freely, but, you know it’s genuine … the thing is he is so open … and yet I cringe when I think about how it’s been for him … I doubt he’s ever experienced it back. He’ll make a lot of mistakes figuring it out I think”.
“Maybe” replied Alex, unwilling to tell Paul the whole truth of the previous night.
“I saw the family pics he sent in the emails. You can’t tell me he’s related to them, they’re nothing alike. It’s a genetic impossibility. He must have some doubts.”
“I saw … but that’s his call isn’t it”.
“I guess so”.
Jason and Jerome walked back to the porch signaling an end to the conversation between Alex and Paul, and the end of another excellent day.
The following morning was spent surfing. The improvement was obvious and they had plenty of good rides in the light surf conditions. After lunch it was time for the hike up along the ridge. Jason led them onto a ledge from which they could see the spectacular coast running both north and south. Paul took some pics and made them do a few poses then put the timer on so they could all be in some pics together. Jason pointed out his house and the beach and they could see why it was called Horseshoe Bay. Then he pointed down to a small watercourse and said they would head towards it on the way back.
The trek down was a lot easier than the way up and at one point they passed though a shady section dominated by green palms and vibrant ferns. Before too long they came across a natural spring dribbling down a rock face. “Taste this” said Jason, “It’s so pure and clear”. A little further down they stopped by the banks of the stream where it had formed a natural shallow pool. He stopped them for a rest and pulled some cold soft drink cans from his backpack. It was so peaceful, cool and restful. Jason took his shoes off, rolled up his jeans and waded through the shallow water up to his knees. “It’s cold” he called.
“… and I’m hot” called Jerome. Jerome stood, took off his shoes, socks, jeans and shirt then waded into the cold stream before plunging right in.
That was an invitation for them all to join in. Jason made it back to the bank then took all his clothes off so he could skinny dip. That too was an invitation so Alex and Paul followed suit and Jerome threw his soaked underwear up onto the bank. They splashed around having fun, tackling and dunking each other then sat up on the bank letting the water dry from their bodies.
Self consciously Jason tried to look away, but, his eyes kept coming back to rest on Jerome’s cock. Jerome noticed and laughed. “It’s ok bro doesn’t bother me”. Paul and Alex laughed too because they were used to seeing Jerome - and Jason’s reaction was priceless. His face was a mixture of shock, horror, guilt, fascination and every other emotion possible.
Jason did not know how to react, but, he did look. “It’s huge” he said.
“Yup”.
“Must be really big when it’s hard”.
“Yup” grinned Jerome as Alex grinned and Paul was practically pissing himself laughing. “Why don’t you find out for yourself”.
Jason’s face went pink for a moment.
“I don’t mind bro – I like your cute pure white ass so you might as well enjoy looking at my cock!”
This time Jason’s face went red.
Paul decided to egg this along a bit for amusement. “He wants to see your butt Jason, come on bring it over”.
Jason looked at Paul his mouth agape.
Alex decided to enjoy this as well and added “It’s harmless Jase just show him”.
Having approval from Alex seemed to do the trick. So Jason stood up and turned so they could view his pert little white ass. It was too much for Jerome who put one of his huge hands on Jason’s white skin and massaged his butt. Alex and Paul thought it was hilarious.
Jason had enough and stepped away then turned around to find that Jerome had obviously appreciated the moment and had his massive cock as hard as a rock and on full display. Jason’s eyes just bulged.
“You like it huh!” smiled Jerome.
“Like is not the right word” replied Jason “I’ve never seen anything like it. Wow might be a better description – it’s fricking amazing”.
“Told you I liked your white ass” joked Jerome.
“Ok you guys laugh away” Jason jibed over his shoulder at Paul and Alex “Fricking funny … right! Tell me what you think of it then”.
“Massive” put in Paul.
“It’s like that snake” laughed Alex.
“Hey I like your white ass too” said Paul “but if I had one vote it would be for your defined look and your chest”.
“I’d say your cut abs” voted Alex.
Jason was frozen unable to think.
“Hey Alex” jibed Paul “what do you like about Jerome’s body? I vote his cock”.
“Hmm definitely his muscles, maybe strong legs I think”.
All heads turned to Jason. He looked bewildered and spluttered “his arms”.
“Alex next” laughed Paul giving him a nudge.
“His eyes” commented Jason as the words shot out rapidly and must have been there on the tip of his tongue.
“Abs” said Paul.
“Pecs” voted Jerome.
“Suck it up Paul it’s your turn next” laughed Alex.
“Your cute butt” said Jerome who added “I must have a thing about cute white asses”.
Alex voted “I like his smooth skin”.
Jason said “his face” then added “he’s so good looking”.
“I wonder why we never said anything like this before” asked Paul. “We’re all friends, so it’s odd don’t you think”.
“Not odd” added Alex “you already like the person so you don’t have to say, I think they already know”.
“Well, I wouldn’t have known you thought that”.
“Maybe not but you don’t pick friends on how they look”.
“True”
“Exactly” agreed Jason, “but I just happen to be with the three best looking guys on the planet”.
“If you think that you better make it four” replied Paul.
It felt comfortable being naked with each other. Alex who would normally dislike being on display the most - was quite relaxed. Paul was the one who enjoyed it the most, but who wouldn’t with the flesh on offer. Jerome just plain dominated the space with his strong body and massive cock. Jason? Well, he didn’t want it to end and wanted to stay with them forever and miss the surf club evening altogether but that had nothing to do with naked bodies.
Too soon from his point of view they dressed and headed back to shower and get ready for the Surf Club function.
That was some description of Jerome and his appendages... I'll have to go to more wet underware parties............
