It was the end of a 4 hour drive when Tyler pulled his car into the driveway of the beach house where he was going to be spending the next couple weeks. Although he could see the beach within walking distance, and hear the waves, he had wished that they had chosen somewhere a little bit less out of the way. He was willing to compromise though, as he wanted to get closer with his new friends, Eliot and Hayden.
He had met the two of them at a bar not too long ago. His date had stood him up, and Eliot and Hayden seemed to take pity on him. But their conversation flowed easily, and they showed a real interest in Tyler, something that wasn't afforded to the shy young man very often. They had spent time together more regularly over the past couple of months, with Eliot inviting him to his and Hayden's regular movie nights where they would get drunk and watch cheesy action movies.
When Hayden had mentioned that his grandparents' old beach house was going to be available for a couple weeks, Eliot had suggested that the three of them all go. Tyler wasn't personally very interested in the outdoors, but Hayden and Eliot wouldn't take no for an answer.
Tyler removed his suitcase from his trunk, and approached the front door to the house. The door swung open, and Hayden greeted him with a hug. Tyler felt a little embarrassed-- Hayden was wearing swim trunks and no shirt, so Tyler gingerly wrapped his hands around his muscular friend's back.
"Tyler! Glad you could come, man! How was the drive?"
"Oh, it was fine. A bit of traffic on the 101, so that's why I was held up..."
The truth was, Tyler had slept in later than he had planned. He had gotten wrapped up in an online conversation the night before, wrapped up in a horny role-play with a stranger from the internet. He had lost track of the time, not hat it mattered when he was in that mood.
"Hm, hm" Hayden nodded as he showed Tyler inside the house. He grabbed a beer out of the fridge, popped the cap off, and handed it to Tyler. Tyler accepted politely. "Oh, thanks!"
Tyler took the beer and had a sip. He felt the relaxing effects of the alcohol instantly. It went a long ways towards relieving the tension of the long drive over.
Maybe these 2 weeks are really going to be fun, he thought, as he surveyed the living room.
Eliot was sitting on the couch, but stood up and came to greet Tyler. "Tyler! How rude of you to keep us waiting! Hayden said we couldn't go to the beach until you arrived, so I'm holding you personally responsible."
"He said there was traffic," Hayden offered on Tyler's behalf, who looked a little sheepish even though Eliot wore a joking grin. Eliot did seem to enjoy teasing Tyler, who often took his jokes at face value.
"Well, let's not lose any more time! Come on, Ty, get your swim trunks on and let's get down to the beach! There's still a couple more hours of daylight!"
"Oh yeah, sure. Um, do you have somewhere I could change?"
"Here, come with me, I need to get my trunks on too!" Eliot grabbed Tyler's suitcase and began to lead him down the hall.
"This bedroom is where Hayden is sleeping," Eliot gestured at the door at the end of the hall, "And this one is where you and I are."
Eliot stepped through a door to their left, and set Tyler's bag down. There was a queen sized bed in the room, with Eliot's suitcase open on the floor next to it. Tyler tried to hide his nervousness.
Tyler had always been pretty shy, but sharing a bed with a friend wasn't totally weird to him. He didn't like to get undressed in front of others, but he could go to bed in a T shirt and boxers.
What had him more apprehensive was the thought that he'd have no privacy for the next 2 weeks except for in the bathroom. He usually masturbated three times per day when he was alone, and once at the very least. He wasn't sure when the last time he had skipped a day was.
Eliot took his shirt off, and then began to lower his pants and boxers with a complete lack of self consciousness. Tyler averted his eyes, and focused on finding his swim shorts in his suitcase while Eliot slipped his swim trunks over his tall nude figure.
"It's okay, you can admire me," Eliot teased, causing Tyler to blush.
"Ha ha. Where's the bathroom? I'm going to get changed too."
"Oh ours is right here," Eliot pointed to what Tyler had at first assumed to be a closet, with slatted doors that did not quite go to the floor or the ceiling. Swinging it open, however, there was a small sink and a toilet.
"I know, weird right? Boomers make the strangest choices in interior design," Eliot shook his head, "Ours doesn't have a shower, but the one in Hayden's room does."
"Oh, I see..." Tyler trailed off as he panicked internally. It's okay, I'll just do it when they're out of the house. I can take a rest while they're out at the beach doing... sports things. Or guy things or whatever. It'll be fine.
He slipped into the 'bathroom,' and removed his clothes. Tyler really didn't have much confidence in the privacy of the slatted stall-like door of the rooms adjoining toilet, but it was better than nothing. He removed all his clothes, and then slid his swim trunks on.
"Are you guys ready?" Hayden called from out in the living room
"Yeah, we're coming!" Eliot shouted back, and the three of them went down to the beach.
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The first four days of the trip were pretty uneventful.
Tyler was having a good time going down to the beach with Hayden and Eliot, watching movies and getting drunk together. Hayden barbecued on the old grill out back, they played volleyball with a group of neighbors that they shared the beach with, and Eliot managed to set up an old game console that had been sitting in the closet.
Tyler enjoyed feeling so close to his friends and included in the activities, but unfortunately for his libido, he hadn't had a single moment of privacy. Every time he voiced his desire to go home, Eliot and Hayden had decided they might as well come too. When they were hanging out in the living room and Tyler excused himself, Eliot seemed to pop into their bedroom so frequently that Tyler didn't want to chance getting caught masturbating in their little adjoined bathroom. And while showering, Hayden would just obliviously hang out on his bed as though it weren't the slightest bit strange to have your friend naked in the same room as you, separated by a little stall door.
He was starting to feel the effects of it too. He squirmed in bed at night restlessly (When Eliot asked what was keeping him up, he was glad that the room was too dark to give away his blush). He had to look away from any girls on the beach, or else risk revealing his arousal to everyone in sight.
It wasn't just the girls either-- although he had dated girls, Tyler had an attraction to men too that he had mostly lived out just through chatting with them online and the occasional lewd photo. But he was starting to find his gaze lingering on the bodies of men around him, including Hayden and Eliot.
Hayden's strong body, muscular with a small layer of fat on his hips and belly. What would he feel like to Tyler's touch? Or Eliot... with his long fingers wrapping around Tyler... and that smirk on his face... Tyler had to stop thinking about his friends this way. He really had to get a chance to masturbate, and clear these thoughts out of his head.
For now, though, they were cleaning up from the night's dinner, spaghetti and meat sauce. Actually, Tyler thought, now's my chance. If he just slipped away, maybe said he was taking a shower, Tyler could do it in there.
"Hey, do you guys mind if I take a shower right now? I'm just feeling really grimy from the beach."
"Oh yeah, no problem, we got this," Hayden said
Tyler slipped away and hurried to the bathroom in Hayden's bedroom, rushing to take advantage of this opportunity. He slipped his clothes off, leaving them on the floor and stepped into the shower. Warm water covered his naked body, and he immediately began to touch himself. He got hard instantly, twitching from the days of pent up arousal and frustration.
