Jon was enjoying the show quite a bit. Jake made the best face when he had to sit down onto a still kinda dirty public toilet seat. The guy would probably never use a public bathroom again. Jon took a sip of his soda when he saw the door open. Things were getting good....
Jake held his breath and heard flips go up to the urinals across from the stalls. He could catch an outline of nameless boyfriend dude-bro. He could hear the guy humming to himself when the door opened again.
"Bro, how's it hanging?" asked the new dude-bro
"Bro, about 10 inches, " replied Jake's dude-bro. 10 inches?
"Bro, you don't need to brag."
"Bro, if I wanted to brag I'd talk about how hot my girlfriend is." He's bragging about me. Thanks so sweet" Jake stopped thinking like that.
"Bro, Amber is so fucking hot. " That's right
"Bro,I can't wait to fuck her when we get home. Today's going to be great. Surfing and sex. What could make a day better?"
"Bro, surfing, sex and the more surfing?"
"Bro, you are brilliant."
"Bro, I know," said new dude-bro just before the door opened and closed. Jake heard his dude-bro washing his hands then the door opened and closed. Jake let out a deep breath that he didn't realize he was holding. He stood up and realized the bikini bottom was almost off. He tried to take them all the way off, but couldn't get it past the tip of his toes the firs time. Each attempt the amount he could get the bottoms off decreased. Soon they were back where they started when he came into this bathroom. He figured his sentence with this thing on was about half over. The drive to the beach was 20minutes, and the time with Rodney was.. then Jake bumped into someone. Dude-bro was apparently flexing at the mirror. Man, this guy was ripped.
"Babe, what are you doing in the men's bathroom?"
"Er..You see I was.." started Jake nervously.
