Gus watched Jason running towards him with the sun's rays glistening off the beads of water that clung to his tanned skin. He did his best to hide the giggles that threatened to bubble up after watching his boyfriend endure the third nose dive in a row into the surf from his rented surf board. Jason may have been a top notch athlete (his luscious body was a testament to that fact) but the poor guy just didn't have what it took to ride the Hawaiin waves. Gus knew better than to make any comment since he'd already proven his own skill with several successful rides earlier in the day. There was little to no jealousy between the couple over most things but they did tend to enjoy a friendly rivalry over who was the better athlete. 

Jason reached Gus and dropped his board into the sand. He muttered something about having had enough for one day and plopped unceremoniously down next to his boyfriend. He shook his thick dark hair in Gus' direction and gave him a look that clearly dared Gus to make any smart aleck remark about his surfing skills...or lack thereof. Gus grinned and threw the towel the hotel provided over Jason's hair, rubbing some of the ocean water out. When he finished he used the towel around Jason's neck to pull his boyfriend closer. He planted a sweet kiss on Jason's lips. The irritation that the half drowned man felt faded away like the retreating tide. He deepened the kiss and then gave Gus a slap on his thigh.

"You could have come out and rescued me, you know. I might have drowned out there. Weren't you a life guard or something back in Canada?" 

"I could have," Gus laughed, "but I didn't want to injure your macho image...my sweet beefcake of a man."

Jason jumped up and did a slow turn in the sand with his arms up, flexing his chiseled biceps. 

"You referring to these manly muscles that you'd give your eyeteeth to have," Jason challenged.

Gus used his strong runners leg to whip out and trip Jason so that he fell back to the sand with a thud. Gus was on top of him before the surprised man could gain his balance. Gus began tickling Jason under his arms, a trick he had learned long ago would always work, until the poor guy was laughing so hard he had tears in the corner of his eyes. 

"What good are your muscles now, Mr. Universe," he laughed.

Jason answered the challenge. He used one of the many wrestler's moves that he had become expert at and flipped Gus over onto his back. Jason pinned his boyfriend's arms above his head and sat firmly over his waist so that he couldn't move away. 

"You were saying," Jason asked with a self-satisfied smirk. 

Jason looked down into the face of the man he loved so very much. Gus' beautiful eyes looked up at him adoringly. It was too much for the young man to resist. He slowly lowered his face, aiming right for those full pouty lips he enjoyed tasting. Gus laughed and turned his head at the last second. Jason got a cheek full of whiskery skin. He pulled back. Gus faced his lover again. Jason lowered his face a second time. Gus turned his face in the other direction. Jason got a cheek full of gritty sand this time. He pulled back a second time. Gus looked up once more but didn't have a chance to move away this time. Jason anticipated his move and captured Gus' lips in one swift movement. Gus gave a few half spirited attempts to escape and then quickly settled in for the deep kisses that always made him feel on fire with Jason.

As their kisses lingered, they could feel the familiar tightening in their swim trunks. Suddenly Jason released Gus and jumped up. He sprinted for the water, hoping the coolness of the surf would reduce some of the painful swelling in his Speedo. Gus was caught off guard, but being the quick thinking young man he was knew just what to do next. He jumped up too and made a mad dash for the water. He soon felt the cool water caressing his lower limbs as he waded out far enough to be waist deep in the surf. He quickly caught up with Jason. The men lowered themselves into the salty water and let the waves wash over their shoulders. 

Jason pulled Gus closer to him. There were plenty of people on the private beach, mostly guests of the fancy hotel they were staying at, but it was close to the dinner hour and the usual crowds had already dispersed. There was no one standing anywhere near them in the surf. That fit Jason's intentions to a tee. He planted another sweet kiss on Gus. Gus had no intention of resisting any further. They only had a few more days in this unbelievable paradise and he wanted to get as much pleasure from it as he could while it lasted. Jason pulled the squatting Gus towards him with his hands on Gus' butt. Gus' long legs straddled Jason's waist and the men came chest to chest under the water. 

Jason used his hands to lower Gus' Speedo off his butt. He brought one hand around to the front and slid it down the front of the trunk enough to release Gus' rapidly growing hard on. The water swirled all around them and the foam of the surface disguised what was happening below. Gus reached around Jason and lowered his Speedo from the rear too. Then he reached for the front and gave Jason the same freedom he had. The lovers could feel the heat from their now stiffened erections even through the cooling waters. They held onto each others waist to keep from being buffeted by the water while using their free hands to work one another's steel hard shafts. 

The couple's breathing became labored and they looked up to the sky, eyes closed tight from the delicious feelings that were emanating below the surface. They almost lost their footing as they quickly reached that plateau that would send them spilling into the ocean waters. Their bodies began to tremble as they felt their orgasms tipping over into release. Neither man made a sound, but panted hard from their exertions. As they slowly came down, continuing to stroke that lovely cock they each treasured in the other, they kissed each other again and fianally hugged tight in sheer happiness. They quickly pulled their Speedos back up, tucking their depleted cocks back into place, and then stood erect again. The water washed away the last of the sweat from their labors as they walked back to the beach arm in arm. When the couple reached their towel, Gus' stomach gave out a loud growl.

"It looks like you're still hungry, Gee. Maybe we should get some food into you. Wouldn't want you passing out from hunger at the luau tonight." 

Just then another growl could be heard, this time coming from Jason's stomach.

"Looks like you worked up as big an appetite as I did, Jase," came Gus' reply.

The guys both laughed and started gathering their towels and basket full of beach supplies together for the trek back to the hotel. They would need a good hot shower to wash off the gritty sand and salty water before dressing for dinner. After all, there was more than one hunger that needed to be satisfied in two healthy growing young men.

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JR had known it was only a lark and that she probably wouldn't find out anything she wanted to know by returning to the site of her Graduation Party, but it was worth a shot. Her big brother had suggested she take a chance and check at the hotel again to see if anyone knew who the mysterious stranger was. As usual, Gus had been understanding when she had explained her predicament. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have such a sweet brother. He seldom made fun of her, even when she was acting silly. It was the reason she trusted him with what was bothering her. She had found it almost impossible to get the grey-eyed waiter off her mind. She didn't know jack shit about him, even his name, but there was just something about his eyes and the way he talked to her. She felt like she needed to know more about the handsome young man. 

JR knew all about the obsessive way her Daddy Michael and Daddy Justin had fallen in love with their respective mates. It had been quick and permanent. She wondered if she was going to take after them. Of course it was a silly notion since she didn't even know if she'd ever see the strangers face again as long as she lived, but there it was. She wanted to at least try and find him. That's why she had talked Gidge into taking her back to the hotel the next week so that she could look around and ask questions. It hadn't done any good. Her description was too vague and the hotel had far too many employees to be able to pinpoint anyone to the young lady. JR was bitterly disappointed but it was Summer, their last free one with no responsibilities until college, and the girls were not about to let an unknown hottie spoil it for them. 

They spent the next week visiting their favorite haunts and having as much fun as two bachelor girls could have on lazy Summer days. Their brothers would be returning soon and they looked forward to their stories of the fun they'd had in Hawaii. The girl's families had already promised them the same all expenses paid two week vacation once they'd earned their diplomas so they wanted to know what they had to look forward to. In the meantime, they intended to make the most of the last carefree break of their young lives. 

JR and Gidge didn't mind being solo as much as they had expected when they both ended up on their own after breaking up with their last boyfriends. At least they had each other. For the most part, they enjoyed the freedom of being able to flirt openly with the ton of good looking fellas they would run into at friend's houses or on shopping trips. It was only at times like the upcoming wedding of one of their favorite fellow cheerleaders that they felt the pang of being alone. Trudy had gotten herself into the family way with her longtime boyfriend just a couple of months before graduation. Luckily for her, the expectant father wanted to marry her all along so they made plans for an after graduation wedding. JR and Gidge were to be bridesmaids.

Trudy's wedding was held in one of the nicest churches in the city. The whole affair was rather opulent thanks to Trudy's wealthy parents. The reception was to be held at the family's large estate, with voluminous white tents, strolling musicians, and a large dance floor set up in the vast garden. The wedding had gone off without a hitch. JR was slightly awed by all the pomp and ceremony of the church wedding. She had spent zero to no time inside a church. It wasn't that she had a thing against religion, but her Jewish mother and Catholic father had never pressed either faith on her at any time and her adoptive dads simply didn't belong to any organized church. She somehow believed in the human soul, but that was about as far as her faith went. As she stood at the altar next to Trudy, she couldn't help but be impressed by her surroundings. Even the preacher, a very distinguished looking older man wearing a long white and purple cloak, impressed her with his deep commanding voice. 

JR had never been one to think of marriage. Her goals had always been to get an education, develop a splendid career for herself, and live life to its fullest. Family was a thing for the far distant future. As the ceremony progressed, she began to feel a stirring inside. For the first time she wondered what her own wedding might be like. It was at that moment that the preacher declared the couple man and wife and JR laughed at herself. It was her first wedding and she began to think that maybe she should avoid attending any others for the near future. 

Once all the photos at the church had been taken and the wedding party was getting prepared to leave, Trudy suddenly realized that she had left her little white satin clutch purse in the church rectory where she had waited before her entrance down the aisle. She had left her Senior ring from St. James in the purse and didn't want to lose it for all time. She turned to her bridesmaids and asked for help. JR volunteered to retrieve the purse and hurried off back into the church. JR headed straight for the little room that they had all been in prior to the ceremony. JR opened the door to the rectory and stopped when she saw that a man was standing with his back to her, apparently straightening the place up.

"Ahem," she announced herself. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but the bride left her clutch purse in here. Did you hap........."

JR's eyes widened and her mouth clamped shut. She was looking into the most beautiful steel-grey eyes she'd ever seen as the young man turned around.

To be continued...........................................