Summer Away

Me and the guys went away water skiing. We try to get away skiing often, but it doesn’t always work out that way. We're all busy.

This particular weekend Ben didn’t want to come. He’d had really busy weeks and he just wanted to catch up on sleep, see his family and generally piss around. I tried to talk him into coming, but he wouldn’t be convinced. Boyfriends? There’s just no controlling them sometimes. Ha, ha.

The ski weekend was with a number of my old uni buddies, up to Jed & Trent’s ski shack on Lake Eppalock. So, it was me without Ben, George without Sophie, Evan Carmody, Chip Bellamy Roche, Jed & Trent, Luke without boyfriend Scott, and Jared without boyfriend Lincoln. And the token straight boy Carl Freeman.  

Jed & Trent had both their cars up there, Jed’s Range Rover and Trent’s Focus RS.

George and Evan drove up together in Evan's brand new Alfa Gulia Quadrifoglio. They've been best mates forever. Apparently, Evan drove at the speed of sound, according to George.

I drove up in my new Golf R, which is getting close to 12 months old now, but it is one of the few times I’ve taken it on a country drive. I got there after George and Evan.

Luke drives up in his Toyota Camry TRD.

Carl drives himself in is RS4 wagon

Jared drives up in his S3

Chip drove up his Mercedes with his boat. That C63 is still the sweetest sounding V8 around, I think.

Trent had the ski boat out and was ready to go, according to Jed long before we got there.

We all stripped off in the bedrooms, there were bare arses as far as we could all see. George’s was the hairiest, of course. If you like them hairy, George is your guy. Evan’s arse was the smoothest. We pulled on our wetsuits and went for a ski.

The water was great. It was smooth, that kind of early morning smooth, but in the late afternoon. I got up on one ski straight up and everyone was impressed. It acted like it was all as I expected. I was secretly pleased with myself doing it all so easily in front of the other guys.

Jed, of course, did tricks and generally dazzled with his prowess but then he always does. Then he and Trent double slalomed, Trent is as good a skier as Jed.

“That’s me and Trent,” a double act.

Evan is surprisingly good.

Chip got his boat out and we tore up the lake with two boats with skiers.

Jarred and Luke put on a performance first with two boats. That night, from all account, without their respective partners, Jarred and Luke had a repeat performance behind closed doors late in the night.

Since Lincoln wasn’t there, Jared cooked.

“Oh yeah, he’s instructing the sous chef on what Linc expects from him.”

“What does that, actually, mean,” I said. 

"The sous chef is pretty and 19, does that make it any clearer?" said Jared.

I slept on my own, are you surprised to hear that. Ha ha. I kind of dug our straight mate Carl Freedman, but then I would. Truthfully, I lay in bed and listened to the sounds of the country evening and missed Ben. That was until my door opened after midnight and Evan came and crawled in with me. Evan and I have shared many a bed the two of us, right back to uni.

“Where have you been?”

“Out by the fire?”

“Is everyone still up?”

“Nah, mostly they’ve gone to bed.”

“You sitting up on your own?”

“No, with Carl Freeman.”

“Carl Freeman?”

“Yes,” said Evan. “Luke’s doing it with Jared, George is doing it with Chip.”

“It looked like it was going that way.”

“I was trying to get Carl Freeman to take me to his bed.”

“He didn’t take you up on it?”

“No.”

“Straight boys are annoying.”

“Aren’t they.”

I slid my hand into Evan’s jocks and wrapped my hand around his cock and balls. 

Evan purred audibly. “I’ve missed you doing that. “It’s the best night sleep I have with you cupping me in your big hands.”

“Go to sleep,” I said.

“Where is Ben?” Evan whispered. “Why isn’t the big blond boy here?”

“Oh, he’s had a really big case, he needed some alone time.”

“What is Ben now, gay or straight?”

“I don’t know, we don’t classify.”

“Can I sleep with you and Ben?” asked Evan. “And I don’t really mean sleep.”

“We’ll have to ask. Ben.”

“I miss you,” said Evan. “And I’d like to get to know Ben, better, if you know what I mean?”

“Go to sleep.”