Miami Part Four - The island : Chapter 1

Gene and Mark came to Miami to spend their summer break between their junior
and senior year of high school with Gene’s brother Don and his rooommate
Joe.  There was one catch: they had to find a job. After searching for four
days they finally found a job, this was a REAL job. Like $5,000 for one
month. They were elated and couldn’t wait to get started. They needed to get
to the dock by 5 p.m. to start their jobs. Gene’s brother Don promised to
drive them.

“They said they’d give us a ride, right?” Gene was pacing, looking at his
watch, “I’m sure we said 5 o’clock, didn’t we? I know we said 5”.

In the distance I heard a car engine racing and getting closer. This had to
be Don and Joe. Gene and I both stared down the street in the direction we
expected them to come. They came roaring up to us and screached to a stop.

“What the fuck you guys looking for?” Don was grinning, “didn’t think we’d
make it, did you? Hop in”
Joe pushed the back door open and Gene and I grabbed our suticases and
plowed into the back seat.

Gene was scared to death we’d be late. “Can we make it to the dock by 5 you
guys?”

“Relax lil’ bro we’ll make it with time to spare.” Don squeeled the tires
and pulled into traffic. Traffic on Biscayne Blvd. was surprisingly light
and we were making good time.

“Crash the light, Don, or we’re not gonna make it.” Gene said with panic in
his voice.

Don gunned the car through the light and suddenly turned a corner and  drove
right up to the dock. He went a different way than the bus and we were
caught off guard by how quickly we arrived.

“I didn’t know we were so close.” Gene was apologizing. We piled out of the
backseat banging our suitcases into the doors. “Thanks guys, see ya in a
month” Gene waved and started to walk away.

“Hey, come back here and give your big brother a proper good bye.”

Gene sat his suitcase down and ran to the driver’s side window leaned in and
gave Don a hug. I thought I might as well give Joe a hug and reached in the
window. Instead he planted a warm kiss on my lips. It surprised me and I
pulled back bumping my head on the roof.

“Sorry man, didn’t mean to startle you.” Joe said grinning.

Gene and I waved over our shoulders and scurried off down the dock toward a
knot of young guys just milling around. Don was yelling advice until we were
out of hearing range. We stopped and turned to see the car pull away, horn
honking all the way down the street. I felt a wave a panic sweep my body. I
wasn’t sure we knew what we were getting into.

“Here we go Gene.” I said as we half ran down the dock,“I’m kinda nervous.
You?”

“Yeah, I’m shaking.” Gene said as we approached the group

“Holy shit Gene look at how hot all these guys are, and they’re not even the
stars. It kinda makes me feel good to be included in the bunch. Ya know I
always knew I was a pretty boy but you? Hmmm the guy must’ve had something
in his eye when he picked you.”

“Fuck off pizza fuckin’ face. I’d win any beauty contest you were in.”

A couple of the guys turned and smiled.

Timidly we waved hi and just shuffled our feet self-consciously. Just like
on cue Gordo Jones stepped into the middle of the group and everyone backed
away creating a circle around him.

“I see you all made it,” he announced in a loud voice, “that’s good, I hate
to get a late start. As you all probably noticed, one of the things you
have in common is you’re all really damn good looking. It wouldn’t do to
have . . . uh  . . . not-so-good-looking guys running around trying to make
my stars happy now would it?” he paused. We all looked around smiling,
flattered. Gordo continued “Anyway you all have another quality I call X
that made me choose you. It’s just instinctive for me.”
“I’ll explain the island a bit. It is really three resorts: one corner is
where all the girls go that want to get away from the guys, one corner is
where the guys and girls go who want to hook up with someone they’d had
their eye on and the other is for the guys who just want to get away from
the girls for a breather. You guys are going to the resort where it’s just
the guys.” The group murmured disappointedly. Gordo continued “It’ll be
kinda like a bachelor party without the strippers and dancers. I think you'll
all like it over there so let’s get going. Just go on up on board and find
yourself a place to sit. The ocean is a little rough today and it’s about a
two hour dash to the island so just relax, grab a snack if you like or a
drink and just socialize. Get to know each other a little”.

Guys started up the gangway and made their way to the rear of the boat where
there was plenty of room to sit.
Gene and I followed everyone else and found a seat near a thin, freckled red
head and a really cute little blonde kid. It was hard to believe that all of
these guys were 18 they looked so young but Gordo was pretty thorough
checking everyone out.

The sky was a beautiful bright blue and, though the water was a little rough
as Gordo pointed out, a perfect day to be out on the ocean.

“Hi, I’m Mark and this is my buddy Gene,” I said sticking my hand out to the
red headed kid, “we’re just here in Miami visiting Gene’s older brother for
the summer and stumbled into this job. This is gonna be pretty cool I
think.”

The red headed kid took my hand lightly and shook it and then shook Gene’s
“I’m Alex, I just moved here from Pittsburgh. Had to get away from my crazy
family.”

The blonde kid stuck his hand out “Justin’s my name, hi Mark, hi Gene” he
shook our hands firmly. I liked him already.

Alex was kinda thin but had nice definition in his muscles. He wasn’t really
tall but seemed tall. He had long arms and legs and big feet. I was
surprised that he was just a bit taller than me. He went maybe 5’ 10 or
5’11” max. Justin was just a little guy. But he, like Alex, had defintion
where he needed it. His shoulders were wide and full and his chest had
some development. He was well proportioned and his good looks were almost
hypnotic plus he had that little sleepy faced look, I couldn’t make myself
stop looking at him. I tried to sneak looks non-chalantly but his blue eyes
seemed to flicker in my direction each time I peaked.

“What do you guys think about going to the all guy resort?” Justin said in a
totally neutral way.

“It doesn’t matter to me, 5 grand is 5 grand. They could send me to Timbuktu
with a bunch of monkeys I wouldn’t care.” Gene’s quick answered caused the
other guys to laugh hard.
We all settled into our seats as the boat cleared the harbor and then really
picked up speed. It was a huge needle shaped cigarette boat. It looked like
the ones the smugglers are always caught in. We flew over the waves catching
one every now and then giving us all a nice bath of sea water.

Alex had white shorts on and when they got wet two things were evident: he
had nothing on under the shorts and they were pure linen and became totally
transparent when wet. One other thing became clear: Alex had a very nice
cock with a long neck. Many pairs of eyes were fixed on his wet shorts until
he put a towel over his lap.

Gordo came on deck and walked around talking to all the boys. “You got
everything you need? All comfy and all? We’re making pretty good time, the
waves have settled since the last report. Actually we’ll be there in no
time.”

Gordo moved over to our little group and kind of repeated the new arrival
estimate, “Make sure you use sun block guys. You two look like you’d burn to
a cinder. Be careful. We got some good stuff below if any of you need it”.

Alex looked like he already had been burned and healed. He still had a
little peeling skin but was building a reddish tan base. He had his own
lotion and rubbed it on regularly, especially on his thighs and neck. Justin
had a pretty nice tan, he looked like a native and didn’t look like he ever
burned. We all kept our shirts on and Gene and I kept lathering up our legs.
We sure didn’t want to get burnt so bad we couldn’t do the job.

After about another half hour Gordo came on deck and announced that we’d be
docking in about 15 minutes. Soon the boats engine cut to a cruising speed
and then to just an idle.

The island was beautiful! All the guys were standing and pointing at various
sights.

Gene poked me in the ribs with his elbow “Can you believe this shit? Is this
beautiful or what?”

The island was lush and green with a snowy beach in every direction. Nestled
among the palm trees were pastel colored one story condo type buildings. It
was hard to tell but it looked like 4 or 5 buildings all together.

We tied up and Gordo hopped onto the dock, “Welcome to my island guys. I
want you to have fun while you’re here but remember you are the hosts.
You’ll be acting on my behalf. Your job is to supply the stars with whatever
they need to make them happy. If you have fun, they’ll have fun and it’ll be
a great party. You will be given a packet of information with a cart number,
a map of the island and some general rules about fighting, reporting
injuries etc. One of the staff will drive you to the condo you have been
assigned to. Stow your gear and return to the pink building in an hour.

Gene and I found our cart number in our packets and discovered happily we
were in the same cart and likely in the same building. It was a relief to me
to remain near my friend even though I was feeling a lot better than on the dock
when I had the fear attack.

We threw our stuff on the cart and sat on the long seat behind the driver. A
couple of other guys arrived including Justin the little guy from the boat.
They threw their stuff on the cart.

“That should do it for this building. Let’s get going so you guys can get
back here. My name’s Lance. I was one of the first hosts hired by Mr. Jones
and he kept me on as resident staff. There are three other guys who stuck
from that first batch. You’ll meet them later.” Lance kept talking as we
bounced along what he called a road but what really was a roughly cut path
just wide enough for a cart. “All the buildings are very secluded from each
other,” Lance continued, “you can see the brush is very thick and is
actually jungle so be careful if you venture very far from the cabin. There
are some bad ass snakes and a few small cougars out there. You wouldn’t want
to tangle with one of them.”

I was still trying to cop glances at Justin and each time he caught me
looking he would smile shyly. He must have been used to people gawking at
him because of his looks.

“Here we are, unload your stuff. There are five spokes on this building and
you guys stay in number 3 which is in back. All the spokes are connected in
the middle and you’ll all have access to your stars through those doors. You
can walk back to the main building. It should take you about 15 minutes.
Don’t be late. You guys have a lot of ground to cover in orientation.” Lance
pulled the cart away and disappeared into the lush growth.