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It was a simple day at the beach for the group of four boys. The sun was beating down on them as Otto played by himself in the sand, while Awsten, Geoff, and Jawn tried to find a safe spot to set their stuff down. When they found their spot Geoff immediately began to set up camp with their umbrella and lawn chairs, while Awsten promptly sat his ass down in the sand to watch the others work.
Deciding that Geoff can handle the work by himself, Jawn began readying himself to go swim in the ocean waters. He pulled his grey shirt over his head and took in the salty smell of the shore. Awsten was staring at him from where he sat, mouth watering, his eyes fixed on Jawn’s chest. Damn...When did Jawn get tiddies?! Awsten thought to himself.
“What did you say?”
Jawn’s voice had broken Awsten out of his reverie. Both Geoff and Jawn were now staring at him in confusion.
He looked back with wide eyes, “ Fuck... Did I say that out loud?” Both boys nodded at Awsten with eyebrows raised.
“W-well it’s fucking true ,” he shrieked, “you’ve got fucking huge tits, dude!” At this point, Geoff was cackling as he listened to the exchange and Jawn was looking down at his chest in confusion. He looked back up again and realized that Awsten looked flustered.
“Do you... like that? ” Jawn whispered, bewildered. Awsten’s face became impossibly red at the question.
“H-he boobie, y’know?” he stuttered out.
Jawn let out a small scoff, “uh...whatever you’re into I guess?” He shrugged and moved to start putting on sunscreen. Everything was calm for a while as Geoff finished setting up the chairs and quickly stripped his shirt as well.
Once again Awsten found his face enflamed as he saw his bandmate. “Jesus fucking Christ, both of y’all have such fucking huge boobs,” he mumbled. This realization caused the green-haired boy to look down at his own chest in disdain.
“Hey, we’re gonna go swim...are you coming?” The two men looked at the manic pixie dream boy with questioning eyes, but Awsten didn’t respond; he was too lost within his own thoughts. They both shrugged and headed towards the shoreline. The waves lapped at their ankles as they began to play around in the cool water. Geoff hoisted Jawn up onto his back and ran around with the photographer. Awsten’s eyes honed into where Jawn’s chest was pressed against the other's back and how the soft flesh of Geoff’s chest bounced with his running.
Tears began to leak out from Awsten’s eyes as he realized that he was nowhere near as well-endowed as his partners. How can they love me when I have no tiddy to offer? The man was absolutely distraught at the fact that his chest wasn’t nearly as voluptuous as Geoff or Jawn’s.
Jawn took notice of Awsten’s distress and quickly alerted Geoff. They made their way over to the boy and sat next to him, capturing him in a warm embrace.
Geoff’s concerned voice broke the sounds of Awsten’s soft sobs, “Aws...what’s wrong?”
“I-it’s just,” He hiccuped, “you and Jawn have such huge fucking tits and I’m over here with these itty-bitty titties.” Awsten covered his bare chest with his thin arms. At that moment, Jawn reached out and took Awsten’s arms off his chest, and held his hands.
“Hey...he boobie,” He gestures at Geoff’s humongous gazonkas, “we boobie.”
In the distance, there’s a gangly-looking lifeguard looking at the throuple through a pair of job-issued binoculars. He smirked softly to himself before whispering, “Damn I love some boy boobies in the morning.”