"That's what he said," I joke, easing my backpack off my shoulders and onto the ground.
"It's the treacherous walk to get to it," Reeve says, still smiling at my remark as he takes a sip of water. "It's what prevents it from being overrun by tourists."
"So we have this whole place to ourselves?" I ask.
"Sure do," Reeve says, taking it all in with that smile glued to his face. He's in his customary black T-shirt, his forearms tanned and glistening with sweat. How did we get so lucky to meet someone not only so hot but genuinely nice as well?
A few feet behind him, Wilkin takes off his shirt. Despite having seen his body in the pool, the abs and the arms and those ridiculous pecs still manage to catch me off guard. I always assumed he didn't do anything but work, but he clearly gets his gym time in.
"Uh, Jett?" Reeve whispers, coming in close.
"Yeah," I reply a little hoarsely, not taking my eyes off Wilkin.
Reeve gently nudges me with his elbow. "You're drooling, buddy."
14
Wilkin
"This is amazing. Thank you for bringing us here," I say, floating next to Reeve.
The water was a tad cold when we first got in, but I'm used to it now.
"My pleasure. I hope you guys are enjoying yourselves."
"We are," I say, also speaking for Jett who is climbing up to a ledge about twenty feet up. He's been addicted to jumping off it ever since he spotted it.
"You two seem to be getting on better," Reeve observes, keeping as close an eye on Jett as I am.
"Making out with a superhot adventurer dude might have something to do with it."
He chuckles, and the deep sound shoots straight to my cock. "You guys aren't exactly chopped liver."
"Gee, thanks."
More chuckling. More me being grateful the water is cool enough to keep my cock in check.
"You know what I mean. I'm glad you?—"
"Are you guys looking?" Jett yells, calling out like he's seven at the community pool again, wanting to get his mom's attention to watch him dive.
"We're looking, we're looking," I reply drolly, causing Reeve to chuckle some more.
A second later, my heart leaps into my throat because of course Jett can't do a normal jump like a normal person, he has to add a somersault to it. My breath only returns once his head resurfaces.
"Come on, you guys. Join in. It's so much fun."
"Okay," Reeve says. "Wilkin?"
"No thanks. I quite enjoy my body as it is, by which I mean not broken."
He smiles, Jett calls me a chicken, and I float on my back, watching them climb the rocks to the ledge.
Jett's physique is similar to mine, lean and defined. Reeve's got a bit more bulk on him, but it suits him. Adds to the whole Tarzan, live a wild life vibe he's got going on. I've never met anyone who's said a big fuck you to everything we're told we're supposed to do in life and is simply doing whatever he wants to do. Don't think I could ever be that brave. In fact, IknowI couldn't be. I won't even jump into a waterfall.
They both dive in a few times. Sure, it looks like fun, but I've had enough excitement to last me a while. I don't know what came over me last night. Just thinking about the threesome kiss is enough to get my heart pumping.
It was incredible, more than just a physical thing. I really felt a connection to both of them. And when Reeve pulled back, I should have, too.
