"Want to swim?" I suggest while pulling out swim trunks from my bag. “Hell yeah bro, let me change and get a few things set up hear. I walk up the wooden stairs and close the sliding door behind me. Letting out a sigh, I lay on the bed with the blue sheets. My stomach makes a gurgling sound. “Damn still hurts, oh well, better get ready,”. I strip out of my clothes and slip on my tight trunks. Form fit. But not as tight as Seth’s. His hug his ass and bulge, making quite a show. I for one don’t want to see the outline of his dick! I chuckle at the thought and head back down stairs.
The bathroom door swings open. Out enters Dan wearing his tan khaki shorts and black t shirt. He fans his hand in front of his nose, “I wouldn't go in there if I were you, something must have died in there… and I took a massive dump on it!” He breaks out in laughter as he sauntered over to his room. “Why does he always have to be so disgu...fuck! That smells awful!” My face contorts as the smells hits me like a wall. How could that man produce something so ungodly!
Seth isn’t ready yet, so I head down to the dock by myself. The sun has made the dock too hot for my feet to handle. I quickly run and jump with a splash into the cool water. The sharp contrast makes me flinch, but soon my body becomes accustomed to it. My stomach, however, increase in pain. I’m still underwater when it hits me. I start to cramp up. My instincts kick in trying to get me above the water. I flail and fight for my life.
Finally, I break the surface of the water. Why did it take me so long to swim up? I didn’t dive that far down. The pain has subsided and I can finally breathe normally. I soon realize something is different. “Where is the dock? I just jumped off of it. And the buoy...where's the buoy?” I say confused. What the hell where am I? I can’t see the lake house anywhere. Only what seems to be some mountains off in the distance...I frantically start to swim where I thought the dock was.
Suddenly, the sunlight is blocked out, and a shadow falls over me.
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