Sure, let's meet Trent's girlfriend

"You want to come along?" Stuart asked Gary. "We're gonna pick up Trent's girlfriend, head out to the beach, and all fuck each other silly."

Gary raised his eyebrows. "You got a girlfriend, Trent? This I gotta see!" He laughed.

Trent ran a hand through his brush-cut hair. "What can I say? We hit it off at one of Stu's parties, and we've put a few miles on his mattress."

"With and without me," Stuart said with a chuckle.

"OK, let me grab a jacket," Gary said.

"Scoot, kid," Stuart said.

The house was dark and quiet downstairs. It looked like everyone had gone off to bed. Gary got a leather jacket from the closet. He let his erection soften until he could take a leak in the bathroom next to his dad's office. His balls still felt heavy and swollen after he peed. Before he left, he took a few condoms and a squeeze-tube of lube from the top shelf of the bathroom closet and put them in his jacket pocket. Stu was probably well supplied, but it was best to be prepared.

Gary thought back to a night a couple weeks ago, before Stuart had left for his surfing trip. He and Stuart had been up late talking one night when Bernie was away visiting her cousin at college. They shared a little weed, Gary told him how much he missed his girlfriend, and Stuart told him about the latest surf boys and girls he was balling and asked Gary about what Bernie liked in bed. This led to jacking off together, and Stuart asked him if he wanted to try anal sex. Gary had never been interested, but he was bored and horny enough to try just for the hell of it. To his surprise, it felt really good to have Stuart's penis moving in his ass and when Stu reached around and stroked his cock, he came hard.

The next day he gave Bernie a call and told her how much he missed her and how he hoped she was coming home soon. He held her on the phone as long as he could, but finally she had to go off to dinner.

He left the bathroom and walked up the stairs to his room. When he quietly opened his door, he saw Bernie asleep in his bed, her mop of curly dark hair spread across the pillow. She shifted position and farted gently. Gary smiled. Sometimes when they were making out, that little sound meant she was getting excited. He wondered if she was having a sexy dream. Bernie's breathing deepened and she relaxed into deeper sleep.

He stuffed a fresh pair of underwear in his other jacket pocket and stuck his cellphone in the inside pocket. Then he went downstairs and out to the Super Surf Van.

"Geeze, what took you?" asked Trent as Gary slipped into the right-side seat.

"You look like you packed for a week," Stuart said, looking at Gary's bulging jacket pockets.

"Be prepared," Gary said.

Stuart put the van in gear. His palm hovered over the horn.

"Stu..." Gary pleaded.

Stuart laughed. "Relax, kid," he said. "'La Cucaracha' after midnight isn't my favorite tune either." He let off the brake and eased the van out into the street.

Trent was talking into his cellphone. "Yeah, baby. Uh-huh. We're on our way. Uh-huh, he's coming too." He laughed. "Yeah. Bye, babe."

The van turned onto the main road, then turned off into a run-down neighborhood not far from the beach. Stuart stopped beside a row of cottages. A faint yellow porch light came on in front of one, and a woman stepped out. She walked over to the van.

Gary's eyes opened wide when he recognized her. It was...