Max and Jeff stop at the sign, “it says here, that children under 10 aren’t allowed to use the water slide, unless either an adult or a ten-year-old accompanies them,” Max says, looking down at Jeff.
“Aaaaw, maaaaan,” Jeff whines.
The lifeguard looks down at the boy, “sorry kid,” he says, “but rules are rules. So, either you go with your big brother, or find something more suitable”.
Jeff looks up at the lifeguard, feeling a strange sting when the lifeguard calls him a “kid” and referring to Max as the “big brother”, ‘this is so fucking humiliating,’ he thinks to himself.
Max notices Jeff’s scowl, “come on, Jeff,” he says, “it’ll be fun”.
Jeff looks up at Max, then lets out a sigh, “fiiiiiine,” he says.
The two then climb the stairs to the top of the water slide, once right at the top and looking down the slide, Jeff suddenly feels uneasy, the 8-year-old gulps hard.
Max notices, “scared,” he asks teasingly.
“NO! Of course not,” Jeff says immediately, “though I must admit… it does look… um… dangerous”.
Max nods, “yeah, but I promise to keep you safe,” he says.
Jeff lets out a sigh, “alright, I trust you, Max,” he says, “just… don’t let go”.
Max smiles, “I promise I won’t,” he says.
“Okay, boys,” another lifeguard says, “first, Max, please take your little between your legs, and wrap your arms around his chest. Jeff, I want you to grab a hold of Max’s legs as hard as you can, neither of you let go!”
The boys nod and do as told, Jeff blushes hard when he sits between Max’s legs, feeling Max’s cock on his back, ‘this is fucking disgusting,’ he thinks to himself.
“Ready,” the lifeguard asks.
“We are,” Max says.
“Alright… GO,” the lifeguard then shouts and Max immediately goes.
“WAAAAH,” Jeff screams, “THIS… THIS IS FAAAAST! D-DON’T LET GOOOO,” the 8-year-old grabs Max’s legs tighter, his knuckles turning wait.
“THIS IS AWESOME,” Max shouts gleefully, holding Jeff tight to his body.
Suddenly Max and Jeff let out yells as they find themselves flying through the air before landing with a splash in the water. Both paddle to the surface, gasping for air, “th-that was… AWESOME,” Jeff squeals, “LET’S DO THAT AGAIN,” the 8-year-old starting to already swim towards the ladder to get out of the water.
Max chuckles as he follows Jeff, “alright, one more go,” he says, “but then we’ll do something else, alright?”
Jeff nods, “okay,” he says, already jogging towards the entrance to the water slide, “come one! Hurry up, Max!”
Max chuckles, grinning to himself, ‘hehe… just like an ordinary 8-year-old,’ he thinks to himself.
After the second go, Max and Jeff do a few other rides, and Jeff doesn’t notice his mind slowly slipping further and further into the mindset of an 8-year-old, ‘being a kid isn’t that bad,’ he thinks to himself, a grin on his face as he and Max enjoy a “wild water” ride, the raft they are sitting on turning them in circles, both boys giggling.
“Whoa… I’m getting dizzy,” Max says.
“Ya! Me too,” Jeff squeaks.
When the ride ends, both boys stagger off the ride, their legs wobbling a little, “whoa,” both say before grinning at each other.
“That was fun,” Jeff says, “but now… now I need a little rest”.
Max nods, “me too, let’s head back to our stuff,” he says, “stay close, I don’t want to lose you”.
“Yeah, yeah,” Jeff says, following his brother through the water park, but it doesn’t take long before Jeff gets distracted. As the 8-year-old looks around, his eyes widen and he stops dead in his tracks when he spots someone wearing a realistic costume of a humanoid lizard, “whoa, Max loo…,” Jeff starts turning to where he thought Max was, but to his horror, Max is no where to be seen, “oh… fuck,” the 8-year-old mumbles.
At first Jeff feels unsure what to do, the 8-year-old looks around, “MAX,” he yells, “MAX, WHERE ARE YOU,” however the noise of the water park and all the people makes it hard to hear any response. Jeff notices that his voice, no matter how loud he yells, gets swallowed be the noise around him, the 8-year-old starts to slowly walk and try to spot his brother, while continuing to shout his name.
After a while, Jeff starts to feel more and more uneasy and terrified, panic starts to raise in him and he even feels tears form in his eyes, “M-MAX… PL-PLEASE,” he yells, “WHERE… WHERE ARE YOU!”
Jeff starts to sniffle as tears start rolling down his face, the former teen feels so helpless and alone, and scared. The 8-year-old sits on a bench and puts his head in his hands, “what… what am I supposed to do,” he mumbles to himself, “I… I shouldn’t have gotten… distracted. Max… he’ll be… so mad at… me!”