Going to the beach is what they did that summer. Rockaway beach had water warm enough for swimming and a boardwalk ideal or walking along or having sex underneath. Food, places to play games, and bumper cars provided entertainment along the boardwalk. So did lots of people in bathing suits.
There were so many hot bodies on the beach and the three of them very much enjoyed the view. They also were aware of nearby couples under blankets moving rhythmically as if no one would suspect what was going on.
Tom and Peter were there that day with Tom's girlfriend Patti. She had been Peter's girlfriend two years ago but back then they never went beyond mutual masturbation. Tom and Patti moved well beyond that and fucked every day after school and all summer long. Peter on the other hand, had no girlfriend at the time.
All in their early 20's, they attended different colleges but spent much of their free time together. Today they shared a blanket on Beach 35th Street near the stairs to the boardwalk.
Peter, face down on the blanket, nearly slept. Suddenly he felt Patti's hand reaching under his hips heading straight for his cock. His got hard instantly as her fingers inched closer and closer to his nearly erect dick. He raised his hips to give Patti easier access. That is when Patti and Tom erupted into laughter. Tom had told her what to do and predicted that Peter would cooperate. They laughed at Peter's reaction. Peter felt embarrassed and more than a little frustrated.
They went into the water, swam out to the ropes and took off their suits like they usually did. They all loved the feel of the water on their naked skin. Peter had done this several times before with Marian, his most recent girlfriend before they split up.
To say that Peter was horny did not come close to how he felt. Patti and Tom's tease just fueled the flames.
After several hours at the beach Tom and Peter dropped Patti off at home and headed for Tom's apartment. They both needed showers to rinse off the sunscreen, sand, and salt.
Tom showered first and came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Tom's tan Italian skin and dark hair contrasted with Peter's red hair, pale white skin and freckles. Tom's well-muscled, medium build made him look more buff than Peter's long, lean, runner's body.
Peter got into the shower and paid extra attention to his cock but decided not to orgasm in the shower. Entering Tom's bedroom, he too had a towel around his waist but an obvious bulge gave away his aroused state.
Tom sat cross legged on the floor and Peter sat down facing him. They listened to "Angie" by the Rolling Stones till the song ended. Tom kept singing, "Angie, Angie..." hypnotically. Peter's cock still made a bulge in his towel. He knew Tom must have noticed but did not care. He needed relief.