Kyle found Clyde in a rather predictable place.
He found him near the beachfront, chatting with some young women there and making quite an impression of himself. The redhead and blond he was talking to were very obviously impressed with the work Clyde did on his body, not knowing he had been an old man just an hour ago. Clyde was very obviously just as well appreciating their athletic and well endowed looks, and eagerly anticipating his return to his youthful, studly days. And Kyle for his part did admit he was pretty impressed with all parties involved.
The women were beautiful and had amazing breasts, setting off Kyle's arousal well enough...
...And Clyde, just as well, standing up, proud and prominent was well muscled, strong and a built surfer muscle man.
Odd. Kyle usually crushed on girls, but he was feeling just as much of an odd crush coming on when it came to Clyde. He shrugged. He figured it must be this older body, being so receptive to appealing looking appearances, no matter the gender it seemed. He didn't really think much of it. The women were feeling Clyde's arms now, as Kyle watched, and he looked at his own thickly muscled physique.
He was brawny and strong, his chest arms and shoulders well built but stocky in a way. No abs, at least no abs like what Clyde had. He really did feel like he might want to regress himself a little if only to reclaim his abs quickly. Though admittedly, he did like the way the rest of him was thick and strong. If he could workout enough in the gym now to get his abs back, maybe he could achieve some level of a happy compromise between the body types.
When the women went off to go catch some more waves, Kyle took his opportunity and walked over to go talk with Clyde. "Hey, haven't seen you around here before."
Clyde turned and looked curiously at Kyle. He took in Kyle's build and appearance and put out his hand for a shake, which Kyle happily took. "Well, admittedly, I've changed up my look a bit since I was around here last. Call me Clyde. I'm a surfer...and I love building my aesthetics." Clyde took the opportunity to flex his arms and show off how he looked. Kyle once again found himself staring a bit.
"Well, seems I have an admirer." Clyde noted with a grin.
"Yeah," Kyle started, feeling somewhat odd about this. He didn't really know what if anything was going on, but he kept talking, "You're pretty built, and I've been looking to get my abs showing again. Think you can ah...help me out with that?"
"I don't see why not." Clyde beamed - glad to be noticed by anyone at all - and started leading the way toward the workout / outdoor gym area on the beach, Kyle shortly behind. Clyde said, "You're pretty built already, man. Very impressive." Clyde reached over and felt Kyle's shoulder, which Kyle for whatever reason found himself unreasonably enjoying. It was so incredibly "alpha" - two guys in great shape, heading over to go workout, admiring each others' physique.
"The women on the beach are pretty hot here, eh?" Clyde said with a licentious grin.
"Ohh yeah..." Kyle settled into it, imaging the women delighting his body, finding himself sinking into the fantasy more than he ever had before. Seeing them licking his pecs, feeling his muscle gut, hands drifting down to his manhood, butt and quads. Every inch of him admired and appreciated...
"You enjoying something, man?" Clyde said with a chuckle.
"Oh!" Kyle looked down and saw his manhood sticking out prominently in his shorts. "Oh man, sorry I got so weird like that. I'm just...kinda uhh..."
"Backed up? Haven't gotten your whistle wet in some time?" Clyde smirked, and looked around. "Do we gotta head off to the bathrooms so you can uh, calm yourself down?" Clyde admitted as he said this that he was himself reciprocating the arousal Kyle was displaying - it was easy to get erect when someone else was, it seemed. He had underestimated just how potent his newly young body was.
"Y-Yeah, I think we gotta take a pitstop. Just...lemme uh, get myself satiated." Kyle said with a blush on his face.
Clyde looked toward the bathrooms nearby, consisting of five stalls, and chuckled, "Well, I figure we have time, so go ahead and get a hold of yourself - and I mean that literally." Clyde chuckled, and watched Kyle run off to go beat off and settle himself down. Well. His own arousal was hitting a high point too, and he admitted he probably needed that kind of a relief as well. Not even thinking twice of it, Clyde headed toward the next stall over.
Some sort of curiosity taking over as he went inside - thinking in his own odd way of how Kyle must sound.