Skinny dipping!

“Gavin Westher, I dare you to go skinny dipping. In the lake. Right now. While we all watch.”

Gavin, ever insecure, looked at the rest of the group incredulously. “Are you guys sure you want to see that?”

“I’m practically there myself,” Kurt answered.

“I got you started this afternoon. It’s nice of Ashley to finish the job,” Heather winked.

“She ate a marshmallow out of my boobs. Apparently, I’m game for anything,” Chloe mused, nodding towards Heather.

“Zack, you sure?” Gavin asked.

“I think we’re all opening up tonight. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. But if you’re going to bow out, don’t use my name to do it, because I absolutely want to see your pasty white ass run screaming into the lake,” his friend said, tossing a blanket to Gavin, who caught it with both hands and stumbled.

“Fuck it, to the water.”

“WOOOOOOO!!” a unanimous cheer erupted from the rest of the group

“SKIN-NY DIP-PER!!” clap-clap, clap-clap-clap was repeated a few times as Gavin led the group on a stroll towards the water.

When he got there, he decided to really amp up the theatre of it all. First, he handed the blanket to Chloe.

“Milady,” he offered.

“Milord,” she replied with a half-assed curtsy.

“My other lady,” he said, pulling off his t-shirt and giving it to Heather.

“Looking good, stud,” she nodded approvingly, once again remembering she needed to thank Ashley for the promise of abs this boy had delivered on.

“A drumroll, please…?” Gavin requested, turning away from his friends to face the lake, then looking back over this shoulder when they took a second to comply.

Now or never, he thought to himself, and dropped his shorts and underwear in one fell swoop.

It was a nice ass, tight and perky on some very white skin, each cheek a perfect reflection of the other. However, that wasn’t what had everyone speechless.

Between his legs swayed the lengthiest, girthiest cock any of the group had ever seen.

In unison, five heads swung back and forth, mesmerized by what they saw. Though they were six feet or so away from Gavin, Heather put her right hand out a few inches and started grasping the air, her fingertips starting to curl and moving in a cylindrical manner horizontal to the ground, visualizing to herself what it would be like to touch it, keeping her palm up and seeming to weight the cock, hefting it about. Ashley quickly put her hand to her mouth to prevent a gasp from slipping out and Chloe did the same, although she was wiping away the glob of drool that was starting to form, while she started to feel her nether regions flush with warmth.

Kurt elbowed Zack and whispered, “Did you—?"

“I had no idea,” Zack managed to say back.

Gavin, his back turned to them all, was blissfully unaware of all of this and was starting to get annoyed they weren’t giving him any fanfare.

“Hey guys, c’mon. I know this isn’t some big reveal like Chloe, but can I get a little support here?”

That shocked everyone back into the moment, Heather first.

“You know what, it’s getting late and we wouldn’t want you to catch hypothermia. Here, have your shirt back. It was a good reveal, Gavin. I think we were all just surprised you went for it, that’s all, right guys?” she lied, raising her eyebrow at Ashley.

Christ, she thought to herself, he’s got no idea that he’s got the golden ticket between his legs!

“Yeah, sorry Gavin, I should have thought of the hypothermia. Thanks for going for it, no disappointment here,” Ashley added.

“Guys, can you put out the fire? We’ll bring the blankets and s’more stuff back up.” Heather asked.

“What, no s’mores tonight? I thought we were waiting for the coals?” Gavin asked, everyone else still getting their bearings.

“It’s getting late and the fire is still going strong. Let’s try again tomorrow,” she replied, before turning to Chloe and Ashley, “ladies, you get blankets and I’ll have the food.”

She snatched up the marshmallows and s’more crackers, then started walking up to the cottage.

Chloe gave Ashley an inquisitive frown and Ashley gave her a silent, subtle nod back, before raising her eyebrows towards Gavin and then the cottage. Chloe didn’t know much about girl talk, but she had already learned enough to know she should ask later. Wordlessly, the two picked up the blankets and walked off.

“So, big guy, how do you want to play this?” Kurt asked Gavin.

That’s weird, Gavin thought, Kurt’s definitely more muscular than me and he probably has at least three inches of height on me too. If anything, I should be calling him that.

“Um, you guys bring the unused firewood over to the hut to keep it dry in case of rain, I guess. Was there a bucket in the shed we could use to douse the fire?”

“Yeah,” Kurt replied.

“Okay, well if you guys bring it back, I’ll get some water from the lake and put this thing out.”

Zack found his voice for the first time, albeit a bit hoarse. “Sounds like a plan, break!”