Page 18 of Out in the Surf

I uncapped the water and took a swig. “Okay…”

“Quit looking at me like you think I’m a time bomb ready to blow at any second. I wanted that, and I liked it. A lot.”

“Question…did I turn you gay?” I deadpanned.

He snorted in amusement. “Do you have that kind of power?”

I shrugged. “Maybe. If I do, it’s new and not necessarily the superpower I was hoping for. I’d rather have an invisible cloak or the ability to time travel. But hey, this was good. The thing is…I know my motivation. I’m queer, I’m attracted to you, and I’m going through a quasi-self-destructive phase where my brain has gone into daredevil mode. Try a dangerous sport, kiss a straight guy, blow a straight guy…you know, the usual. What’s yours?”

Cal chuckled. “Do I need motivation?”

“Well…yeah. Every action is motivated by thought or impulse. Did you ever think about…this?” I gestured between us.

“Definitely.” He pursed his lips at my dumbfounded expression. “I’m serious. I’ve always wondered what it would be like. And I’ve found quite a few dudes attractive in the past. But I was either in a relationship or not brave enough to make a move. You made the move for me, and I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that firstterriblesurf lesson.”

“You weren’t thinking ‘Gee, I never want to see that maniac again’?”

“Nope. The opposite. I almost didn’t go to the bar last night. I have a few boards to finish downstairs and I’m working against the clock to get them done so I can take on a few more commissions. But my friends hounded me to go, so I did. And I’m glad.”

“You didn’t stay.”

“No, I wasn’t that brave,” he huffed. “I didn’t think I could be in the same space with you and not…touch you. But I didn’t want to be able to blame alcohol. I wanted you to come to me. I guess I needed to know you were still interested. I didn’t think we’d end up with our dicks out so soon, but…I’m not complaining, ’cause I hoped we would eventually. Call me curious, call me a late bi bloomer, call me horny. All of those labels probably apply.”

I raked my teeth over my bottom lip thoughtfully. His hungry stare didn’t escape my attention. His eyes were glued to my mouth. I’d bet big bucks he was remembering my lips around his cock.

He wasn’t kidding. He wanted me. He wanted to explore this attraction, and I wanted to let him. But of course, I was me. I needed plain-speak and clarification. It would be far too easy to make a fool of myself, and I’d done enough of that already.

“Are you gonna want to do this again?”

Cal’s devilish grin spoke for him, but he inclined his head and replied, “Fuck, yes.”

“Cool. You know, it’s good to give a sport a second chance. I think I’m gonna like surfing.”

He barked a laugh, then left his water bottle on the counter, ruffling my hair on his way to the door. “I’m going to make sure you do.”

My brows rose to my hairline and stayed there as I followed him down the narrow stairway to the store.

This surfing thing had turned out to be my best idea since…ever.

But was it really that simple?

Don’t get me wrong, My standards were exceedingly low at the moment. I’d gone through a string of one-night stands for months on end with men I hadn’t exchanged more than a few words with, and I couldn’t remember any of their names. I wasn’t proud of that. It was just a fact.

Cal wasn’t like those other guys. He seemed to be a “still waters run deep” type. But I didn’t know him…at all. I was going on horndog instincts and wild attraction. I had two surf lessons in reserve, and if they both ended with me on my knees with Cal’s dick in my mouth, I wouldn’t complain.

4

Cal

One month later, the instructor had become a pupil.

Hey, I’d gone into this with zero expectations. I hadn’t been looking for a lover—male or female, and I certainly never thought I’d be in the market for a mutually beneficial “arrangement” with an extremely hot dude.

Life was good.

I wasn’t sure it was a fair trade, but it wasn’t like we had a contract. We just did what felt right.

I gave Luca surf lessons and he sucked my cock. Often. I sucked his too, but…more about that later.