"I would love to find out where the employees get to take a break. Is there like a locker room or something? I mean, I don't mind walking around in my undies all day but a shirt and some shorts or something wouldn't kill me either." you say grinning. For emphasis you put your hand on the front of your silky speedo and wiggle your package a little.
"Modest huh?" Jack grins and puts his hands in to the sides of his own speedo and pretends to be pulling it down again with mock surprise on his face, then laughs. "Ok fine. There are tons of clothes in one of the warehouses, most of it gets shipped back to the mainland and sold in second hand shops I think. Nothing is really wasted here. Best place to grab some fresh clothes from those who won't be needing them is the pool." He gestures down the hallway and starts walking.
"Jeez. I've been there before. I used to have a friend here with me. We went to high school together. Needless to say he has joined the ranks of the kids that won't be needing clothing any more." you shrug thinking back for a moment on your adventures with Nate, short as they were, before he ended up on the beach as a balloon. You wonder if he'll get picked up. You focus your eyes on the nice ass in front of you as Jack walks down the hall. "Hey what happens to em all anyway?"
Jack doesn't slow his pace as he answers you. "Well most turn in to donkeys. The classic treatment for boys acting like boys, that is to say a bunch of jack asses. Lately I've seen the island getting creative. Balloons, which you saw, and toys like teddy bears and plastic dolls and stuff. I saw a couple guys turn in to statues outside in the garden once, and I even saw one guy get pulled in to the video game he was playing in the arcade. All kinds of crazy shit. Most of the time though people have to act stupid before it starts to happen to them. Like the island doesn't notice you until you make it. I haven't ever figured it out. I just do my job and here I am, young and human."
"What do you mean young? How long have you been here?" you put a hand on his shoulder. His skin is warm and smooth. You feel that little tingle of arousal just touching him. Jack turns to face you. He is very handsome and he smiles a crooked grin.
"I mean I came here when I was 18, just like you. Only I didn't get here yesterday like you did. I got here about 10 years ago. I think. I lost count but sometimes I ask the guys on the beach. It's like once you decide to serve the island, you just get taken care of. Long as you do your job of course. If you stop, you are just as likely to change in to a car on the roller coaster as anybody else. I saw that once too. Weird as shit." he says, totally unphased by the strangeness of what he is saying. You figure he must be used to it after being here that long.
"Whoah. I'm still trying to get my head around all this." you reply, running a hand through your hair. "After what I have seen and been through today, I don't doubt any of it. It's just a lot for me to process ya know?"
"Try not to worry about it. Just have fun. Do what you need to do, and help the island perform a public service." He finishes with a half laugh. Yeah right, you think to yourself, turning a ship full of boys in to donkeys is a service.
"Here we are!" Jack exclaims placing his hand on the door. "The pool. We'll go through the main atrium and out to the locker room. Just don't jump in. It's easy for you new guys to get lost in the allure and turn in to floaty toys." He winks at you and playfully swats your butt as you pass through the door in front of him.
The noise inside is nearly deafening as boys splash and play.