Of course Nate enjoyed the beach. It's part of the reason he never felt the urge to leave California. He didn't know who was hosting the shindig personally, but it was a friend of a friend of a friend, so he donned sunscreen and trunks and joined the small migration.
Brian was always up for a beach party. He didn't have to hang around the bar when the party was on a beach. He got his board shorts, brought his surfboard and after a few minutes chatting, went straight for the water. He could spend hours surfing, if left to his own devices.
But when he spotted Nate on the beach in some amazing swim trunks, he just had to get out of the water and talk to him. He gently drove his surfboard in the sand and leaned against it. "Hi."
Nate perked at the sound of a familiar voice. He turned to face Brian with a thousand-watt grin he couldn't reign in. Try as he might, he couldn't stop himself from giving Brian a furtive once over. Well, maybe not so furtive. Come on, who could blame him? Brian's just standing there glistening. That's asking for being ogled, isn't it?
Because it meant he could look Nate over without it being weird. Although, he really wished they were somewhere a little more private because those swim trunks were killing him.
Hey, a guy's got to swim in something! Besides, with all the biking Nate does, he really needs an excuse to show off his well-formed legs. Enjoy the view, Brian. Enjoy it!
He nodded toward the board, shifting his weight from one foot to the other and suddenly wishing he had pockets. "Out surfing, huh? I remember you offering to give me a lesson."
"I'm not all that great at parties," he admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with a hand. "I was just using this as an excuse to surf more."
He was very much enjoying the view. It would only get better if Nate was wet. "Do you want one now?"
Nate dug a foot into the sand and looked back at the people he'd been chatting with. Just some acquaintances, so it's not like they'd miss him terribly. Finally, he rubbed at the back of his neck then nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, let's do it now."
Nate on a surfboard and dripping wet. This was a fantasy coming true. Brian wished for a cold shower but just nodded and picked up his board, tucking it under his arm.
Nate took the proffered hand and followed along. There was a noticeable bounce in his step as eagerness gripped him. "I warned you that I have awful balance, right?"
"Don't worry, we'll start simple." Brian led him out to waist deep water, floating the board along with them. He held it steady once they were deep enough.
"'Hop on?' Just like that, huh?" Nate chuckled and did his best to haul himself onto the board without making a giant fool of himself. He was quite pleased when he managed to get his legs on either side of it. Standing up would be another feet in and of itself.
"Just like that. Good job." Brian grinned once Nate was settled on the board. He had never taught anyone to surf before. Things were going well. "You won't stand today, probably. We'll start with just belly riding."
Everything about this scenario was coated in double entendre. Nate hadn't failed to notice it, he was just trying to behave and not present himself as a totally pervert.
"Oh, good. I'd hate to walk away from this with bruised pride."
Nate nodded. He braced his hands on the side of the board and did as Brian instructed. Once he was laying on the board, he smiled over at Brian. "Is it bad that I suspect you're using this as an excuse to to check out my ass."
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But when he spotted Nate on the beach in some amazing swim trunks, he just had to get out of the water and talk to him. He gently drove his surfboard in the sand and leaned against it. "Hi."
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"Hey! How's it going?"
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Because it meant he could look Nate over without it being weird. Although, he really wished they were somewhere a little more private because those swim trunks were killing him.
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He nodded toward the board, shifting his weight from one foot to the other and suddenly wishing he had pockets. "Out surfing, huh? I remember you offering to give me a lesson."
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He was very much enjoying the view. It would only get better if Nate was wet. "Do you want one now?"
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He offered Nate his free hand. "Come on."
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"Okay, hop on."
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Ugh, dirty images. Bad Brian.
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"Oh, good. I'd hate to walk away from this with bruised pride."
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"So, what you're going to do is lean forward, stomach to the board and swing your legs up onto the board behind you."
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