Lake House Payback- Part 2/3 (Patreon)

Part 1 focused on Riley who got pantsed in front of his friends, but he luckily has escaped future humiliation in this series which can't be said for one of his friends... The next three parts are all about some payback, and unfortunately for me, there are some photos and videos that will be posted in the VIP discord server to go with each of those parts...

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Back at the lake house, Ian headed upstairs to take a nap before dinner, and the other guys crowded around Don’s phone to FaceTime Riley who’d made it to the hospital.

“Hey guys, I wish I could be back this weekend to keep hanging out, but I’m going to stay in the city with Sam. I can pick up anything I left behind from Don later.”

“Including that speedo you left with us?”

Riley’s blush was evident even in the grainy video as he leaned in close to his phone for his sign-off.

“Give Ian some hell for me while I’m gone.”

“Oh, you know we’ll get some payback for you.”

Waving at each other from miles apart, the friends hung up as they headed to the fridge to grab another round of beers.

“So, what comes next?”

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Their brainstorming session was cut short as an opportunity presented itself to them on a silver platter. Hearing the shower turn on upstairs, they knew what they had to do. While most of the guys went into the kitchen to actually start prepping dinner, Don and Andy crept upstairs, taking forever to quietly make their way up the old staircase without it creaking underneath their feet. As they got to the bathroom door, Don slowly twisted the knob and opened the door just a crack. Sounds of off-key singing floated out to them, and about a minute later, the water turned off.

They wanted to make sure they did this right, so they waited a bit longer as Ian got out of the shower and began drying off. The sound of his muffled singing was the signal that he had his towel over his face, so Don pushed the door fully open as Andy recorded with his phone.

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I kind of did feel bad about pantsing Riley earlier, but not enough to dwell on it. He was a stud, and everyone was obviously aware of that except him. He had lost some weight in the past few months, but he was hot before as well. I’d sometimes wake up with the lingering thought of me nestled against his hairy belly, and my hand would instinctively wander down to my morning wood to keep that fleeting thought as inspiration.

So, I took my chance when I had it, and I know that the other guys would have too. I probably shouldn’t have done it so openly, but hey, that ass was a sight that no one else passed up on the boat. None of them moved to give him their towels either- I would just like to mention that.

As my own bath towel, smelling like it had been on the shelf since our last visit, dried off my hair, I thought I heard something, but I just chalked it up to the creaking of the old house. As I continued drying off, I finally noticed that the sound had not been just in my head.

“What the fuck are you two doing?”

Don and Andy were standing in front of me with smirks plastered onto their faces as they recorded me withing nothing except my towel in front of me. Fumbling to unfurl it to cover as much real estate as I could, I accidentally dropped it, and I just had my hands to cover me now.

“I, uh-”

Remembered that the mirror beside me swung out to reveal another cabinet, I pulled it open which covered hopefully enough of my body to get them to stop videoing.

“What was that for?”

“That was for Riley earlier!”

I could hear them laughing as they descended down the stairs, and I quickly grabbed my towel and went to close and lock the door before they came back.