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hung his head and shrugged.
The reaction struck an unexpected chord in Lucas. He didn't like seeing Tyler browbeaten
like this. Tyler was best when he was passionate, although obviously Lucas preferred if that
passion could be less belligerent. But even angry Tyler was truthful and real, and deep down
Lucas liked that. He couldn't get along with fake people. Tyler was so real it hurt.
So to see him bending to whatever Adam had said to him bothered Lucas. This wasn't
what he wanted when it came to besting Tyler. This was like claiming victory in a game won by
somebody else.
"What happened today in your room probably won't happen again," he said. The words
came from nowhere. He hadn't planned them but they felt right as they left his lips. Adam's
frown and Tyler's suspicious glare convinced Lucas he was saying the right thing. "You may
have taught me that a guy can turn me on but I didn't like what came with it. I'm not out to screw
with peoples' heads. I don't think sex should hurt. So I'm going to try this thing with Ben and see
how it goes."
"But he likes you," Adam warned him.
"And I like him." Lucas managed to shrug with deceiving carelessness. "I want to see
where it can go with him. There's nothing wrong with that."
"You're a fucking idiot," Tyler said quietly but his voice lacked most of its usual venom.
"Just screw him. Don't act like a girl about it."
"Maybe that's how you like to do it but it's not how I like to be with someone."
Before Tyler or Adam could respond to that, Lucas turned on his heel and headed for his
moped with a thrown, "I'll see you on the beach."
"Don't forget the roses and chocolates for Ben!" Tyler sang after him. "And our fucking
condoms!"
Lucas raised his hand in acknowledgement but didn't otherwise respond to the taunt. He
was half convinced Tyler was faking it anyway. Tyler was a terrible liar.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lucas thought about sex with Ben while he perused the generous selection of extra-large
condoms at the small all-night market. He'd had no idea there were this many brands of condoms
in the world, or that so many of them offered the extra-large size. He supposed it made sense that
he would find them here on Joyboy. Guys liked to have sex and guys liked to flatter themselves
(and their partners) that they needed larger condoms.
Lucas didn't think he or Ben needed to fluff up their egos with extra latex so he picked up
a box of his usual brand. Excitement made his palms sweat as he studied the familiar box. He'd
come to associate these condoms with sex with Lisa. Now he -- or Ben, would be using them for
a different type of sex.
His fingers tightened around the box, compressing the cardboard. Was he really going to
do this? Was he going to have sex with another guy? He thought of all the men he'd had more
than friendly contact with on the island -- Jacob at the nightclub, Adam, Tyler, Ben -- there were
so many of them. Each time something happened with them his sexual boundaries stretched a
little more, his acceptance of what was happening grew. Full sex with Ben was the next step.
And maybe, just maybe, it would be the right step.
Because he knew he could get away with jerking off every night but he couldn't get away
with hooking up with the few women on the island. Eventually they would want more from him
and he wouldn't be able to give it to them without Adam or the rest of the crew finding out. The
girls would harass him and that would be the end of Lucas' stint as a pirate.
If he wanted real action beyond what his hand could supply him he'd have to go native.
He'd have to become a real pirate, where long months at sea meant there was only one option for
sex.
He laughed at himself. "Ask, and you shall receive," he said. "You wanted to be a pirate,
now you're going to be one."
He picked up a box of mid-price extra-large condoms for Tyler and Adam, an extra
twelve-pack of beer and headed for the checkout.
The barbeque was in full swing by the time he arrived back at the cottages. He ducked
into the guest bathroom quickly to brush his teeth and spray on a little more deodorant, before
taking his bounty out to the beach where the guys were.
There were many more bodies undulating on the beach than made up the pirate crew, so
his suspicions that the groupies would be invited seemed to prove true. He could make out
Orinth dirty dancing with a man Lucas had seen in the audience and Hewie was sharing a blunt
with another familiar face from the show. Other strangers were out near the water, tossing a
Frisbee back and forth with Paul and Dean. A few were on blankets out of the fire's reach.
Adam and Tyler were just outside the ring of the firelight too. Adam reclined on one
elbow on a blanket, Tyler leaning back into him, both of them watching Lucas deposit the beer in
the cooler which was already bursting with bottles.
"Hey, Lucas."
Ben held a long pair of tongs in one hand as he stood by the fire where the cooking grate
had been stretched over the ringed stones. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of board shorts on
his narrow hips. The firelight glinted off of the light sprinkling of blond chest hairs surrounding
his nipples. He smiled at Lucas. "Dean abandoned the hotdogs for pair of real life ones," he
explained.
Lucas grinned at the reference to the groupies hoping to hook up with his friend. "Just as
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