Summer Guys Novels & Stories

When I didn’t know what pleasure is, when I was not aware of libido and hormones, when my mind were not yet clouded with dirt and sex. And then something happened. Everything was still fresh in my memory. It was my fourth year in high school when it all started… **Flashback “Hey, Spence!” I called when I enter our house. Spencer Montezar is my brother. He is a year older than me and on his first year in college. Today was my first day of my last year in high school. I didn’t heard a response so I continued looking for him but I was shocked to find Spencer at our living room, devouring a girl’s mouth at our couch.

She bragged. Summer snorted so hard that she blew her coffee out her nose. “Me jealous? Of you?” Summer snorted wiping her face. Storm couldn’t help but laugh at the whole situation and when she finally got herself together she said, “Yeah sure, keep telling yourself that Barbie doll. The only guys you will get are little boys, not MEN.” Summer said.

He needed some time alone. On these fine balmy days the city folk strut. Gone are the heads up bustles of the summer time, when they walk in tight fitting clothes, every eye hiding behind sunglasses and hair flows freely in the breeze and show off the physiques they sweated for in those darker and wetter months.

"There were always three bullies in my summer camp who made my life a living hell. My name is Jason and I am 18. It was my senior year and I had a few friends in places and abit of an everybody’s man. There were these 3 bullies Max, Jacob and Gemma, the 3 hottest people in the senior year, and ironically the coolest. They had formed their lil band since kindgardetn and were always walking around thinking they were better than everybody else. They always picked on me though and I never knew why. I was a good looking guy, 6 ft, broad shoulders, tanned skin and a toned body as I lived at the gym but never had the balls to stand up for myself. They used to tease me and throw my lunch in the bin,

Silly questions, a funny face. It was summertime. Warm weeks spliced with days of rain. The wide sky and its clear, open blue calling people out from beyond their gated walls and routine paths. Everywhere we went, the parks were full of people. More chaos than quiet. Fat ladies in shorts with big cloth shoulder bags, their too-white skin singed to a bright pink by the stinging yellow sun. Big men with sunglasses and bald spots standing around with their hands on their hips, their movements all in wide gestures—elbows out, fingers splayed. Shoulders rolling. Smiles pressed so deep across their mouths they might even have been real. They almost always had kids with them, the women and the men,

Every summer, we would sell out the houses to vacationers. “Alpha!” I turned to look at Ricky, my Gamma, leaning out of the door. He was motioning to me, and I sighed. Unhooking my arm from Helena, I walked over to him. “What is it, Gamma?” “So, we have most places booked through the next couple of months. Plus, we are completely booked for June, July and August already as well. The plan for the last 4th of July and the Summer Festival worked swimmingly.” He winked.

Summer had chosen a far more exciting outfit which included a tiny strapless blue dress with cutouts on the side and matching blue stilettos. A knock on the door signaled it was eight. “That must be Arie and Leah!” Summer squealed. She opened the door to find not just Arie and Leah, but Alpha Marcus and Darren as well. Summer glared at the men. “No. No boys allowed.” Alpha Marcus glared back at her. “With everything that’s going on, I’m afraid you can’t just go off on your own.” Summer began to argue when Arie quickly pointed out, “They’ll be at the restaurant, but they won’t be sitting with us. “Summer gave a dramatic eyeroll.

‘Guy doesn’t have a serious bone in his body’ I thought and shook my head at the gesture. As the guys and I made our way closer to the river we can hear music up ahead and the girls and Jonas scream singing along “Summer days driftin’ away, to uh-oh those summer nights.” The sight when we arrived was comical, seeing the four of them up on the boulder ‘singing’ into their water bottle microphones. It will be nice to have a day to let loose with friends and the girl I am really beginning to feel something for.

His eyes lingered uncomfortably on our chests. I felt a wave of disgust at their forwardness. They were just teenagers trying to hit on women in a bar. I was too disheartened to care though and simply turned away, ignoring them. However, Summer, with her fiery temper, faced the young boys head-on. "Get lost! We're not interested in entertaining kids," she snapped. She was always straightforward and didn’t mince words with people she disliked. The youths, who looked youthful but not good-natured, reacted with anger. One of them advanced toward Summer, grabbing her shoulder aggressively, while the other one approached me with an inappropriate leer.

Summer POV “I don’t have to go with you… I mean he’s your boyfriend and your Dad.” I glared at her. She smiled and popped the driver’s door open. We’re going down together, I thought. Close to twenty betas were wandering around Ezra’s property. Dad, Ezra and Hunter stood by the front door. Hunter was baiting Ezra which was making things worse. “Summer,” Ezra ground out. His rage quickly died when he took me in. “What the hell are you wearing?!”