Dining Drama, Part 1

Zack walked down the beach with Paris, trying hard not to look at his cousin. A few feet ahead, Monica was walking with his Aunt Mallory, and a few feet behind them walked Clark, Louise, and George.

Taylor had left the bungalow before them to go and see Hannah before dinner, which was where the Bishops were headed.

“This is really strange.” Paris said as they walked, and Zack reflexively looked at her, as that’s how conversations worked, and his eyes landed on his gorgeous cousin, then flicked down to her large breasts which bounced as she walked.

Paris made a sound of exasperation.

“Why do you keep looking at my tits, Zack?” Paris asked, not particularly angrily, just exasperated.

“I’m sorry!” Zack exclaimed, “It’s just that I’ve always tried to ignore how absolutely gorgeous you are, and now, I, uh… can’t.”

To Zack’s amazement, Paris blushed lightly, and actually moved CLOSER to Zack as they walked.

“Thanks.” she smiled, visibly pleased.

Zack blinked in confusion, but he was distracted by raucous laughter.

The Bishops had reached the pavilion, it seemed. Zack saw Robert Ravers standing up, holding a wine glass, laughing with his arm around Leah Green.

Leah was a total showstopper, as could be expected from Robert Ravers’ girlfriend. She had red hair, green eyes, medium sized breasts, and a fit ass. Her body was toned and perfectly tanned, and she seemed entirely at ease being nude in front of the assembled body from Azure Rocks.

“Zack!” Ashley exclaimed, raising to her feet. Zack’s stupid, stupid eyes looked first to her perky medium-sized breasts, though they were on the smaller side of medium.

Then his eyes wandered down his blond friend’s tight, petite body, and his cock, already hard from being around Paris, got firmer, which Zack hadn’t even thought was possible.

“Hey, Ash.” Zack said, trying to sound as normal as possible as the blond walked up. To Zack’s surprise, Ashley threw her arms around him and pressed up against him in their usual hug, though she jerked back quickly. The hug had been habit, long engraved after years of Ashley hugging Zack whenever the two of them met up.

“I’m sorry.” Ashley said quickly.

“Don’t be, it’s, it’s fine.” Zack tried to assure her. Paris patted his arm.

“Yeah, I’m sure he even enjoyed it.” Paris said. Zack cringed.

“Why’d you have to make it awkward, Paris?” Zack demanded of his cousin.

“Uh huh. I’m the one making it awkward.” she said dryly.

Zack groaned in frustration, and Ashley laughed.

“Let’s go.” Ashley said, grabbing Zack’s wrist and tugging him gently in the direction of the pavilion.

Zack went with her, Paris at his side, and he saw that the others had all gathered at the pavilion. Thankfully, the table and benches were made of a smooth white stone, not something like old wood or concrete, stuff that would be very uncomfortable to sit on naked.

Zack sat down with Ashley, and noticed that the contingent from the Lockett bungalow had yet to arrive.

Paris took Zack’s other side, and his cousin’s curvy thigh pressed up against his own thigh.

Ashley left a couple inches between her leg and his, but not too much. It was a small bench.

“So, rooming situation isn’t too awkward?” Ashley checked.

“No. Clark’s being surprisingly cool about this whole thing.” Paris said.

“I’m with Mom, and she’s treating this nudity thing like nothing’s changed, so it’s a little strange sometimes, but no issues overall.” Zack said, thinking of his hug with Monica. Strange, but he couldn’t deny how he’d enjoyed it.

“Hannah’s doing it the same way.” Ashley nodded in understanding, tucking blond hair behind her ear.

“Ashley!” a voice exclaimed angrily, and Ashley, Zack, and Paris, among everyone else, looked up at the speaker.

Brandon Cole stood there, looking furious.

He thundered forwards, and Zack and Ashley both scrambled to their feet. Paris rose, too, but less hastily than the other two.

“What are you doing, sitting with Bishop?” Brandon demanded, shoving Zack in the chest.

Instantly, Clark was there, growling at Brandon to back up. Paris looked in surprise at her big brother, having seen something new in him.

“Zack’s my friend!” Ashley exclaimed, and Brandon scoffed.

“Yeah, right. I’ve seen how you look at him, like he… like he’s so fucking great.” Brandon snapped.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ashley demanded, her blue eyes wide in surprise.

“Don’t mind him.” Jared Lockett walked up and clapped Brandon on the shoulder, a little too hard to be friendly.

“He’s feeling inadequate having to see how all the guys around him are larger than him.” Jared explained.

“Dude!” Brandon shouted, but Jared just shrugged, entirely unbothered by the quarterback’s outburst.

“Jesus, Brandon. Get a hold of yourself.” Madison Cole muttered, and Zack took a second to appreciate the brunette’s beautiful body. Her medium sized breasts were on the larger end of the medium sized spectrum, but she was still smaller than someone like Leah.

“Shut up, Mads.” Brandon snapped.

“Hey, c’mon, man. Don’t be rude to your sister just because you’re feeling inadequate or whatever.” Zack said angrily.

Madison gave Zack a huge smile, and while Zack didn’t see it, Ashley and Madison gave each other secret smiles.

“Bishop, I swear to fucking-“ Brandon snarled, but Ashley cut him off, stepping in front of Zack.

“Don’t you dare get angry at Zack. He’s ten times the man you’ll ever be.” Ashley snapped. Brandon’s eyes widened with anger.

“I bet you’re spreading your legs for him, aren’t you? Cheating on me, behind my back? What, just because he has a big dick?” Brandon shouted.

“You’re an asshole, Brandon.” Ashley said, her eyes teared up as she dashed away from the pavilion.

“Good going.” Zack scowled, and went off after Ashley.