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accepted rule that you should always have at least seven pairs of clean underwear and socks.”
    George turned to face Derek. “Man, I think you are an awesome guy, but that was such a fag comment.” Scott burst out laughing.
    Blushing, Derek replayed his statement and had to admit George was right. At least he hadn’t remarked about the thread count of sheets. That would have been even worse. “Fine, I’ll give you that. So, are we eating first or swimming?”
    Scott and George answered the question by stripping down to their boxers and diving into the pool. Beck turned to Derek. “Boys. They love to jump and hump. Promise me you’ll never become a boy. I love the fact you can just sit around, watching television and talking. We can enjoy each other and let the men do their man things.”
    Derek wasn’t sure if he had just been complimented or insulted, but knew what Beck meant so he left it alone. “Beck, I’ll always be there with a good video to watch and Oreos to eat. I promise.” With that, he hopped off the seat, stripped down to his 19
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    boxers, and jumped into the pool with Scott and George. Beck walked to the steps at the shallow end and sat at the edge, dipping her feet in the water. For the better part of an hour they hung out in the pool, George and Scott tackling each other as they played basketball and Derek floating idly by the steps chatting with Beck. Once they were thoroughly waterlogged, they hopped out to dry and Beck walked over to the grill and began preparing dinner. Once dressed, George headed over to stand with her.
    As they lay out on lounge chairs and relaxed in the hot August sun, Scott glanced around to see where Beck and George were before speaking in a hushed whisper.
    “While we were in the pool, George wouldn’t shut up about the sex he has with Beck.”
    Derek shuddered, the image of Beck and George together, naked, filling his mind. It wasn’t that George was unappealing. He was a normal looking guy, dark hair, average build, pale skin, sharp features. It was odd to see the two of them together, Beck being larger and George much leaner. With the image of them engaging in various acts of coital bliss, Derek’s body shuddered in disgust. “Eeew, please tell me there’s a reason for that particular overshare.”
    Scott shook his head. “Why do you get so skeeved out by the idea of a naked woman?” He held up his hand. “Don’t answer that. The point is, I’m freakin’ horny as hell right now.” He glanced once again to where Beck and George were standing, their backs to the two of them, then looked at Derek. His eyes were smoldering, holding him in a fierce gaze. Reaching to his groin, he grabbed his cock and squeezed, the hardened length obvious under the fabric of his pants.
    Feeling his own cock start to grow and lengthen, Derek shifted so he was resting on his side, facing Scott. “Are you saying that you want to…” He was pretty sure his voice trailing off made it obvious what he question was, but Scott remained silent for a moment. “Because if you are, I swear you’re driving me crazy. We had the perfect opportunity in the shower back at my house.”
    Finally Scott spoke. “I know I said I want for us to wait until we get to college, but maybe it’s worth the risk.”
    Heat flooded through his body and Derek was sure his face had flushed red. “Mom and Dad probably won’t be home until late. Maybe after this we can head back to my place.”
    A dreamy expression passed over Scott’s face and Derek could practically see the thoughts as they passed through his mind. Scott’s eyebrows rose slightly, then he shifted his hips, reaching down to readjust himself. Finally, he sucked the plump bottom lip which Derek loved to kiss into his mouth. When he spoke, his voice was soft.
    “I want to. But it’s too risky. If your parents came home in the middle of our first time…” He shook his head and closed his eyes.
    “Ok, good