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his
perfectly rounded ass. My face heated at the memory of sneaking
glimpses of it as he’d walked up the staircase yesterday. I just
hoped that Jagger hadn’t noticed.
    Realization hit me. The
brothers had towels, which meant they were heading for the beach, the rocky
shore only a few feet away from me. Feeling trapped, I glanced
around, knowing I had no way of leaving without being seen, because
the hedge was a good twenty feet away. I silently prayed that they
didn’t sit near my tree.
    I exhaled in relief when they veered in
the opposite direction, heading down the deserted road. Ah, they
must be going to the lake in the forest or possibly the river. My
guess was the lake, since it was closer, though still a twenty
minute walk. I wondered why they would go there instead of the
beach out front. Maybe because the beach was rocky, but still, why
walk further when you had your own personal beach? Well, that was a
valid question that deserved an answer.
    I glanced at the
house ,
deciding I would see Jagger at school tomorrow instead. My
attention returned to the brothers as they headed further down the
road. Not wanting to lose sight of them, I ran as fast as I could
to the long hedge of trees, relieved when no one saw me. I
continued following them down the road. They veered right, heading
up the rocky path that led into the forest. Since the road had
nothing to hide behind, I patiently waited until they disappeared
over the hill. Once I felt they were far enough ahead, I sprinted
up the hill, spotting the brothers a second before they vanished
into the mass of trees.
    Less than a minute later, I
entered the forest myself. The smell of lavender hit me, the flowers
lining the path. I’d been here before with Jagger, swimming and
skipping pebbles across the smooth surface of the lake.
    Focusing on the present, I veered left into
the main thick of the forest, knowing the trees would keep me well
hidden. No one would see me if they happened along the path. Twigs
crunched under my feet, making me tread more carefully. I came to a
stop behind a large tree and peered out at the lake, watching as...
My mouth dropped open and my eyes blinked rapidly in disbelief at
the sight before me. Frano stepped out of his shorts and nudged
Alberto, who was removing his shirt. He took off, sprinting into
the water and diving underneath the surface. Alberto stared after
him, then turned around and pushed down his shorts. I screwed up my
nose, the guy disgusting. Why on earth was he hard? I flinched as
he hit his cock, which looked really painful by his facial
expression. He hit it again, his penis getting softer. Man, he was
weird.
    He m assaged his cock, then turned to face
Frano, who yelled at him to jump in the lake. Jump in the lake. I sniggered,
thinking of the English saying. My face dropped. Oh, crap, I was
supposed to be at my English lesson. I had pronunciation today,
because my teacher kept complaining I spoke like an American,
instead of the British. But I liked how the Americans spoke,
especially because that was how they talked on my favorite
show, One
Tree Hill .
    A few m inutes later, my heart rate sped up
as Frano walked out of the lake—naked as the day he was born.
Unlike his brother, he wasn’t hard, but also unlike his brother,
his body was perfection. I wiped my mouth, swearing I was drooling,
because ... oh man, his body was glistening wet, making me want to
lick it dry. I smiled, now knowing the secret to his full body
tan.
    He scratched his balls, making
me giggle. I wondered what they felt like to touch as well as his
cock. My best friend said they tasted salty. Salty nuts. Or was
that the cock? I sniggered as my eyes continued to admire every
inch of him. Frano had a much nicer body than Jagger, who was way
too skinny. Plus, Jagger was just a boy, whereas Frano was all man. I wondered
what it would feel like if he made love to me, the thought alone
causing my pussy to throb. I resisted touching myself down