Beaches-Part 1

Author: Lea

Rating: PG-13

Summary: A cute, sexy story, lacking substance, of eight friends going to the beach for a day of December in New Mexico fun.

Max Evans walked down a hallway in his house to his sister's door. He knocked on it. "Hey, Iz, you ready?" He called.

"Yeah, almost. Come on in." She said through the door.

He opened it and came in. "Whoa!" He said, turning his head. "I thought you said you were ready."

She laughed. "This is my swimsuit, you can look." She took a glance down at her navy blue string bikini. The bottom of them were held on with a tie on each hip, and the top was barely keeping her cleavage in, showing quite a bit of it as well.

He turned his head back toward her. "Mom would never let you out of the house in that thing."

"Exactly." She said, pulling a small white tank top over the string top. She grabbed a transparent white robe and pulled that on as well. "That's what you're wearing?"

He looked down at his paint stained T-Shirt and red swimming trunks. "Yeah. What's wrong with it?"

Isabel shook her head. She grabbed a ponytail holder from her night stand and pulled her hair up in a high ponytail. She glanced out the window. "Someone's here. Looks like Tess and the Valenti boy."

"I'll go get the door." He said as the doorbell rang. He left the room and walked to the living room. He sprinted to the door as the doorbell rang for the second time. He opened it up. "Hey, there."

As Isabel predicted it was Tess and Kyle Valenti. Tess in a sea foam green bikini top, covering her breasts, and dark blue board shorts. Kyle wearing blue swimming trunks and a Roswell Comets T-Shirt. They greeted Max and walked into the air conditioned house.

Isabel came out into the living room and sat down next to Kyle, who couldn't help but stare at her tiny tank top under the robe. They sat in silence until the doorbell rang. Max jumped up to answer the door.

It was Liz and Maria. Maria wearing a pale blue bikini halter top and a flower printed skirt with slits up each side, showing off her matching pale blue thong. Liz was wearing a modest one piece green swimsuit, the bottom covered by a pair of tight shorts she had borrowed from Maria.

Max stared at them for a few seconds before coughing uncomfortably,and letting them in. They all sat and waited until Alex and Michael showed up.

Then they piled into the Jeep and the Jetta and made their way to the beach.

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The beach was crowded that sunny Saturday. But the eight of them found a fairly large spot near the lake to spread out their things and relax in the December sun.

"And we thought last years' heat wave was bad." Isabel mumbled, pulling off her robe, catching the attention of some passing guys from their school. She sat down on the plastic lawn chair they had brought and began to gently lather herself with suntan lotion.

Max pulled off his T-shirt, the fabric rubbing tightly against his hard, muscular skin. He tossed it to the ground next to his towel. He ran to the water and dove in. He swam hard to the middle of the lake, not looking back.

Liz, Maria, and Tess began stripping of the clothes covering the bottoms of their bathing suits. The guys who had been staring at Isabel, began hooting at them.

"Oh, yeah. That's mature." Maria said sarcastically. "Tell us to take it off. Sure, we'll go out with you."

"I feel like a nun." Liz said, glancing at her friends' and others' bikinis. "Really, I need to grow up."

"Oh come on. You look fine. You look like you." Maria said, trying to be supportive. "You're not one to need bikinis to look sexy. You look great."

Tess looked at them, listening half heartedly. She sighed quietly and began to walk down the beach.

Michael pulled off his shirt, but didn't go out into the water. He just sat on the sand, staring silently, as he usually did.

Alex shyly pulled off his T-shirt, afraid of Isabel laughing at his scrawny chest. But when she didn't even look his way, he got up the courage to sit down next to her chair.

Kyle pulled off his T-shirt and went into the water and began to swim out to where Max was. "Hey, Evans!" He called

Max, treading water, turned around. "Yeah?"

"Want to race to the other side of the lake and back here?"

Max grinned. "You're on." And they began to swim further out into the lake as fast as they could.

Back on the shore, Maria noticed them. "Hey, look! Our boys are racing. Cute isn't it? I'm betting on Kyle. He's a trained athlete."

"I don't know, have you seen Max's muscles?" Liz said with a grin.

"Whoohoo!" Maria said teasing, making Liz blush.

"Please don't talk about my brother's muscles." Isabel said, looking up from her magazine briefly. "Listening to you guys croon over him is bad enough."

Maria held back laughter at her. "Come on, Liz. Let's go walk." She said, stifling giggles. She turned to Alex. "You want to come with us?"

He shook his head. "Nah, I'll stay here."

"Fine. Michael? Want to walk with Liz and I?"

He looked up at her. "No."

"No problem, Michael. We just offered something can't even say no thanks. Come on, Liz. Let's go check out some guys worth checking out." She said, speaking directly toward Michael.

So Maria and Liz made their way down the shoreline. They talked and giggled like they didn't have a care in the world.

"Hey, look it's Tess." Maria said, pointing at the blonde girl ahead. "Who's that hottie she's with?"

Liz shrugged. "I've never seen him before."

Down the beach, Tess was talking with someone even she didn't know. But she wasn't much the risk taker so this was out of character for her. But he was sexy and she was tired of sitting around waiting for Max. And Pedr� was nice enough.