A true jock is not a jock without a beautiful golden tan, or so Jake thought, as he was floating on his back in the middle of the pool. Sunbathing like this, one could mistake him for a very large inflatable pool mattress. And while he seemed asleep, Jake was very much awake, instead listening attentively to the party-goers whispering and shushing about just how big he is. He loved every second of it.
Jake could've stayed sunbathing like this forever, or at least until the party was over, but someone else had a different plan.
"Hey, big man."
An unfamiliar boyish voice called to Jake. As he opened his eyes and looked to the left, Jake saw a blond, slender guy in a floatie ring.
"I see you're very hot, daddy, but if you stay any longer, you'll get sunburnt."
The blond guy continued and touched Jake's massive, red musclegut with his fingers. The skin underneath immediately started burning and hurting.
"What the fuck, man!?"
Jake roared and without even a first thought swung his right fist at the guy, but missed and instead lost balance and went down under the water. There he quickly recuperated however and grabbed the blond asshole's leg, pulling him out of his floatie and under the water too.
Jake was almost ready to just leave the guy for himself, but his brain was turning into a jock brain, not an asshole brain, so Jake grabbed the twink by his arm and started swimming to the edge of the pool. There he brought the other guy to the surface and started climbing out of the pool himself.
Jake's mood was ruined. He passed by his jacket, grabbed it and headed towards the cabin, yet someone grabbed him by his wrist, stopping him.
It was…