He is good looking, my son, isn't he?" What? Yeah. I mean...the bastard. No, sorry, I didn't mean that...I likehim. He's my mate. I..."Then, my mate's...Dad, he starts stroking his hand up and down my back."You got good taste, lad." What?"What the fuck's going on? What's he doing? My mate's Dad? What the fuck'she doing? This is a bit weird. No, it's a lot weird, my mate's Dad touchingme like this. I move away from him."I'm not queer. I told you."He laughs and pulls me back, puts his arm round me,. I didn’t honk the horn because I wanted to see the whole family. Harri opened the door. ‘Ashley, so nice to see you. I think Jeff will be ready soon.’ She gave me a delicious hug. She released me, but before I could answer her I was driven back by a tackle worthy of the most ferocious linebacker. ‘Ashley,’ said Sandy. She had her head buried in my chest and her arms held me against her as if she was afraid I would flee. I tousled her hair. ‘How have you been, Sandy?’ ‘Fantastic. I have Sam and. I check in to my hotel, and rest up for a few hours to settle in from the jet lag. I awake a few hours later and jump in the shower. I shave, spray on one of my new colognes, rub lotion all over my body, and throw on some shorts with a nice Hawaiian blueish shirt. Off I go, I arrive to Manuel Antonio National Park, a beach by the coast of Costa Rica, one of the most beautiful get-a-ways my eyes have gazed at. The sky is clear, the water is light blue, and the beach sand is white. The beach is. "Then I guess we don't have to," he said and slapped my growing cock, making it bob. "Geez, are you ever not horny? I guess you do take after me." He messed my hair, and layed back.I layed back too, and thought of something. "Ryan?" Yea, D?" Why do you have so many condoms in your wallet?" I asked.He just turned his head and said bluntly, "I guess it's because I have a lot of sex." I had guessed that, but where, and with who? You never bring anyone home." You're old enough now to know." he said.