Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 22:05:33 -0400
From: Jeff Brown <beachbumfl73@gmail.com>
Subject: Riptide Chapter 1 The Summer Job

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Riptide

Chapter 1

The Summer Job

      A riptide is a dangerous ocean current.  The only way to escape one
is to just relax and swim parallel to the ocean shore; there is no point in
fighting it.  You will become tired and drown, which is how I've felt this
past year.
      I've been waiting for this all year – Summer break.  I've worked so
hard this year finishing up my last year of college.  I couldn't think of
anything besides graduation, except, maybe, the hot guys at school.
      This last year was a rough year; I had to finish all of my major
courses; I had to pass the graduate exam for graduate school; my boyfriend
told me he wanted to take a break this year; and my parents haven't spoken
to me since I told them I was gay, which is why I'm going to stay with my
Uncle for the summer.
      He lives at the beach and own a recreational facility for the average
town he lives in.  He offers a lot of programs, and I'm going to help him
as a swimming teacher and life guard.
      This will be a special time for me since I haven't seen him in over
two years.  My parents never really told me why they had a falling out, but
they can be difficult sometimes.
      After several hours on the road, I finally made it.  I love the smell
of the ocean.  They built their facility right off the beach so we could
offer assistance to the city as life guards.
      I find the facility and see only a pickup truck.  I pull into the
parking lot and park.  I look around and don't see anyone.  I expected my
uncle waiting for me outside, so I get out of my car and walks towards the
main doors.  I look through the glass window to find a middle aged hot
looking gentleman working at the main desk, so I walk in, and he looks up
at me saying, "Jason, is that you?"  He has this silly grin on his face.
"Oh my God, boy, look how you have grown."  He walks from behind the desk
and gives me this big bear hug; I can't breathe.
      "Hey, Uncle Jack," I tell him.
      "What's this `uncle' business," he says.  "Call me Jack; don't ever
call me `uncle.'  I'm not that old."  He wasn't what I was expecting at
all.  He looks really good and in shape, but he has looked good.
      "Yes sir," I tell him.
      "How was your trip?" he asks.
      "It was long," I tell him.  "I'm glad to be out of the car."
      "I bet you are," he says.  "That is a long trip."  He looks at the
clock, and we notice its lunch time.  "Why don't we go to the house and
have some lunch?"
      "I need to get my stuff out of the car," I tell him.
      "I'll take care of it for you," he says.
      "Yes sir," I tell him.  He has a house across the street from the
beach.  We walk across the busy road to the house; it's a beautiful home.
"I still see you have the same old house."
      "Yes sir," he says.  "I like to keep an eye on things.  I'm surprise
you still remember."
      I look at him and say, "Time with you is the only thing I remember,
and it's the only pleasant thing in my life right now."
      He places his hand around my neck and gently squeezes.  "You just
relax this summer and don't worry about anything."
      He unlocks the door to his house.  It's very simple place.  It only
has three bedrooms, a nice kitchen, and living room; not much has changed.
      "I have plenty of food in the frig," he says.  "I wanted to wait to
buy food after you got here."
      "I'm sure I can find something to eat," I tell him.
      The phone begins to ring.  "Would you get us something out to eat?"
He walks over to the phone and checks the number while I get food out, but
he doesn't answer the call.
      "Who was it?" I ask.
      "It was no one important," he tells me.  "I'll call him back."
      We sit at the table to enjoy lunch.
      "Did you get our graduation gift?" he asks.
      "Yes sir," I answer.  "Thank you for the money."
      "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to graduation," she says.  "I really
wanted to come."
      "Why didn't you?" I ask.
      "I wanted to be there Jason, but I was concerned if I encountered
your parents; I was afraid they would make a scene, and I didn't want to
ruin your special day.  You know how dramatic your parents can be."
      "It's okay," I tell him.  "I would have wanted you there anyway, but
it doesn't matter now.  Besides, they didn't come either."
      "They didn't come to your college graduation," he says angry.  "Why?"
      "I guess they're still angry with me," I tell them.
      "Because you're gay," he says.
      I look at him in shock.  I didn't think he knew.  "Yes sir," I say.
"They didn't take it very well."  I look at both of them who look into my
eyes with pride.  "I wasn't sure how you would take it."
      "I don't care," he says.  "I love you no matter what.  You're my
favorite nephew, and I don't care who you are as long as you are being who
you are."
      "Your parents called me that night cussing and fussing me out," he
says.  "They blamed me for your homosexuality.  They believe you are gay
because of all the Speedos and half naked boys you went swimming with
around here."
      "That's ridiculous," I tell him.  "I'm gay because I'm attracted to
guys.  This is who I am.  I'm not going to apologize to anyone."
      "You don't have to," he says.  "I love you in spite of our
differences.  You can't help it that your parents moved you up north."
      I was a little apprehensive at first with living with him this
summer, but it looks like it's going to be a great time.  I'm comforted
knowing he accepts me for who I am.
      "Have you spoken with mom and dad?"
      "No, they're not speaking to me either," he says.  "They're angry
with me because I wouldn't give them a loan for a new business plan your
dad come up with, so they stopped talking to me."
      "I'm sorry," I tell him.
      "Don't apologize for your parents," he says.  He looks at his watch
and wipes his mouth off with the cloth napkin.  "Excuse me, but I need to
make a phone call.  Just make yourself at home.  I added a shower in the
guest room."
      "I didn't bring much clothes," I tell him.
       "I went ahead and bought you some extra clothes," he says.  "I hope
they'll fit.  Go get your shower, and by the time you're done, I'll have
your suitcases up there."
      "Yes sir," I say.
      I get up from the table and walk through the house towards the guest
room.  I look at the pictures he has of me growing up.  I'm the only nephew
he has.  He has always been good to me especially when my parents informed
me they didn't really want me.
      I walk inside my bedroom to find everything tidy.  He bought me some
nice and expensive clothes.  He placed dark blue shorts on the bed along
with a salmon color golf shirt with some socks and brand new brown
sandals.  I look at the sizes and amazed he knew my size.
      I close the door and pull off my shirt.  I look into the mirror
looking over my body.  I'm not a vain person, but I do like to stay in
shape.  I rub my hands over my nipples and six pack abs thinking about
Mark, my ex-boyfriend.  He always knew how to touch me, and I always got
excited, but I shouldn't dwell on him, but I do miss him.
      I unbutton my shorts and slide them off and slide off my blue
briefs.  I love the way the cool air feels on my naked body.  I pick up my
clothes and fold them placing them on the dresser.  I look at my body in
the mirror and pleased with how I do look.
      I walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower.  They have an old
fashion ceramic tub which they have added a shower head in it.  I get in
the tub and feel the warm water pouring over my body; it really helps my
sore muscles.  I take the sponge and cover it with soap, and then I begin
to slide the sponge over my body.  I begin with my neck washing off the
dirt then slide it over my chest; I can feel the firmness of my nipples
which causes my cock to get excited.  I run it over my abs feeling how good
my body is, and I take it and wash over my cock which is now fully erect.
I slide the sponge under my cock washing off my balls then sliding the
sponge in my ass.  I lift my leg and washing off each leg along with my
feet.  I hang the sponge up so it will dry, but I need to take care of
business.  I know I should do it, but I think about Mark while I wrap my
hand around my cock and begin to stroke.  I think about how beautiful Mark
is; he's got a perfect body.  He and I met on the baseball team in college;
he looked amazingly good in a baseball uniform, but he looked fucking out
of one.  We were attracted to each other from the beginning.  One day after
practice, he and I were the last two in the locker room.  We joined each
other in the shower.  I looked over his body, and my cock grew in
pleasure.  We walked over to each other and just started kissing, and we
surrendered ourselves over to the passion of being together.  He leaned me
against the wall and started to kiss my body from my neck, over my chest
and nipples, down my stomach, licking my belly button which is a sensitive
spot also.  He finally made it to my cock which was throbbing already.  He
sucked my cock so fucking good, and my balls fill up quickly causing me to
cum in his mouth.  He didn't take his mouth off; he sucked me dry; it was
the first time anyone has every sucked me dry like that.
      He then stood up and started to kiss me some more while turning me
around.  He started kissing my back moving down to my ass.  He spread my
cheeks and started sliding his tongue over my hole causing me to have an
amazing sensation.  He then stood up pushing his body close against me; I
could feel his cock against my ass, and then suddenly, I felt his cock
inside my ass.  I'm so fucking horny right now.  I start to stroke faster.
He slid his cock deep inside me fucking me so good while kissing me.  He
takes his hands over my nipples squeezing them while fucking my ass; I can
feel his balls against my ass when he starts to moan in my ear which gets
louder as he cums inside me.  As soon as I remember the first time cumming
with him, I cum all over myself in the shower.
      It felt so good and at the same time, I feel so fucking terrible.  I
sit in the tub holding my knees close to my chest and just start weeping.
He really hurt me bad, and I fell for him just as bad.  I thought we would
spend the rest of our lives together, but he played with my mind and fucked
with my heart.  It will be hard falling in love again.
      Once I cried until I couldn't cry anymore, I turned off the water and
dried off.  I wrapped the towel around me.  I step outside and get
dressed.  I just sit there on my bed reflecting on what's taking place
these past few weeks, but my quiet time is interrupted with a knock at the
door.
      "Come in," I say.  Jack walks inside holding my suitcases.  "Why
didn't you let me help you?"
      "You need to just relax," he says.  He places my stuff on the bed and
looks over me in my new clothes.  "You look really good.  How does
everything fit?"
      "They fit well," I tell him.  "You did a good job of picking out my
clothes."
      "These smell bad," he says.  "I'll take them down stairs and wash
them."
      "You don't need to do that," I tell him, but he zips it back up and
slides it off the bed.  He begins to open the other suit case, and there on
top, he finds a picture of me and Mark.  "Is this your boyfriend?"
 I take the picture.  "He's no longer my boyfriend."
      "Do you want to talk about it?" he asks.
      "No sir, not yet," I tell him.
      "I know what you mean," he says.  "It took me several months to talk
about my boyfriend after he died."
      I sit there shocked.  I didn't know he was gay like me.  "You're gay."
      "I thought you knew," he says.  "I just assumed your parents told
you.  It's one of the reasons they don't like me either."
      "I always hoped," I say accidentally.  "I mean, I always thought you
were attracted."
      "Thank you nephew," he says.  "I think you're attractive too."
      "What happened to him?" I ask.
      He pulls out his wallet from his back pocket showing a picture of
them together.  "His name was Kyle, and he was just like me.  He and were
working on the beach as lifeguards when someone got stuck in a riptide, but
they panicked.  Kyle went to go help him, and they both drowned.  I felt
like dying that day."
      "Oh my God, Jack," I said.  "I'm so sorry.  I didn't even know."
      "It's okay," he says.  "I was angry at everyone.  I almost lost the
business, but I had some friends who got me through it."  He pats me on the
leg.  "Look, we've got a long time to catch up.  We've got a meeting
tonight, and there is someone I want you meet."  He looks at his watch.
"He should be here by now."
      He grabs my suit case and leaves me alone.  I place the picture on
the mirror. I just sit there and stare at him trying to get a handle of my
feelings.  I take my phone and look up his number; I haven't yet erased his
contact information.  I want to call him so bad.
      "Jason, can you come here?"
      I place my phone in my pocket and walk down stairs.  I can hear a new
voice talking with Jack, so I slowly walk down the stairs to find a good
looking gentleman standing in the room talking to them.  He's wearing dark
blue shorts with a white t-shirt.
      "Jason," says Jack.  "I would like for you to meet Josh.  He will be
working with us this summer as well."
      "It's nice to meet you," I say shaking his hand.  I look into his
gorgeous blue eyes and look at his blond hair.  Damn, he is cute.
      "It's nice to meet you, Jason," says Josh.  "Your Uncle has told me a
lot about you."
      "I hope he hasn't told you everything," I say.
      "I wanted you to look at our uniforms," he says.  "I think they look
good."
      "I like it," I tell him.
      "Josh is going to go and clean the pool before tonight's meeting," he
says.
      "Good," I say.
      "You two are going to be my lead teachers this summer," he says.
      "Jack, it's not going to look good if you promote your nephew," I say.
      "I don't have a choice," he says.  "You two are the best I've got,
and the guys I've hired are new at this, so I don't have a choice."  He
looks over to Josh and says, "We need to get going."
      They leave the house walking towards the facility.  I stare at Josh's
ass, but I can't tell how firm or round it might be because the shorts are
loose, but I bet he's got a hot body.  I close the door staring at them
noticing Josh looking back at me smiling.  I shake my head snapping out of
the sexual tension I'm feeling.  He's just another arrogant jock who thinks
he can get whoever or whatever he wants.
      I step outside on the front porch enjoying this beautiful weather
wondering if I've made the right choice.  I've probably should have gone to
a monastery this summer, but wherever I go, guys will be there, so I guess
I'll make the best of the summer this year.