When I mentioned that little fact he said, “Well, shit. Who wears a bathing suit anyway? Not me!” And with that he dropped his shorts exposing a r...ther large and long flaccid cock. Mine is a good healthy 6 ½” long and nice and fat but I swear his must be at least 9” or 10” long and almost twice as fat around as mine. He kind of groped his package a bit then turned and ran towards the water blurting out, “LAST ONE IN GETS FUCKED IN THE ASS!”“Wow! He’s a bold one, isn’t he?” I asked her.“Yeah,”. "Just si-hic-x, that'sh the rulesh," said Jacqui, but her new found friend understood and loved her so much that even that rule didn't matter.The next thing Jacqui could remember was waking up in a strange apartment with a very bad headache and a sore arse."Oh dear. A little the worse for wear are we?" asked Queenie who was, in Jacqui's opinion, disgustingly bright and cheerful."What I'll do is this," announced Queenie, "I'll tell them at work that you don't feel well and won't be in today. You. You revive me with a sip of blood red wine from a bottle that you had opened for just that purpose. You know me so well. You know the effect your lusty kisses have on me. You know that with a single kiss I become yours to do with as you please.With the ease possible only in dreams, you gently remove my negligee while I sit cuddled in your lap. You bade me to stand, then guide me to the soft fluffy rug situated in front of a low, simmering fireplace. You quickly remove your own cloths with equal. "No more bets!" Frustated, the brothers went out to the deck. They noticed the stormy skies but didn't care. Hank looked over the rail at the choppy sea. "Thought we'd start this new year on easy street," Tom sighed. "What will it take to make something out of ourselves?" "So what's the next plan?" "Something will hit me." Before they knew what happened a wave had washed them over board and they found themselves.