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Saturday - The Beach and Oval Point 
-----------------------------------
The clear morning sun and a beautiful lake breeze were
streaming through the screen porch and into the living room.
It was odd to wake up without pajamas, and odder still to be
in bed with two naked girls. A morning erection wasn't so
unusual.

Carefully, I scooted to the end of the bed and headed for
the bathroom. No one was there, so I closed the door,
relieved myself, peed, and pooped. By the time I was
finished, I was erect again. I decided to call the doctor's
office about it.

Lavi was waiting in the hallway when I unlocked the door and
came out. She, like I, was naked, and she immediately
grasped my erection.

"So, we meet again," she whispered softly.

"It's not a good time," I replied.

"Oh, I'm having a great time. Your friend is a lot of fun."

"Do you mean Ben or that package you're holding?" I wondered
aloud.

"Hmm, both, cum to think of it," she replied. "Well then, I
guess I'll be getting along." And with that, she glided into
the bathroom. She didn't close the door and I didn't stay to
watch.

Nadia and Vivian were awake when I got back to the living
room. We did some touching and kissing, then the girls
cycled through the bathroom and we all took an outdoor
shower. The others showered indoors. Teah made a fuss of
watching Ben pee, then she herself went outside in her
nightie and peed in the woods.

Dan and I set out some breakfast, then the six of us
discussed our activities for the day. The consensus was to
try the nearby beach, then all or some of us would go to the
mall at Wheatfield Beach. Later, we'd take the boat into
Precipice Flats for the afternoon.

"Are you going to wear suits at the beach?" Lavi asked.

"Yeah, I always wear a suit," replied Ben.

"Me too," said Dan.

Teah seemed a little disappointed with Dan, but finally
added, "Me too," as well.

"Nadia, Vivian, and I won't," I told Lavi. "They girls don't
like `em, and I lost all my clothes."

"Really?" asked Lavi, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a long story," I replied, and let it go at that.

"Do you have a teensy one?" Teah asked Ben. I presume this
related to swimsuits.

"Let's go look," he replied. The two of them cleared their
place settings, then headed for the small bedroom. Dan's bag
was already there.

After Ben and Lavi finished eating, they headed for the
large bedroom. Nadia and Vivian closed the sofa bed and
straightened up the living room. By then it was eight
o'clock, so I found a private space outside and told my PDA
to call Dr. Polk's office.

"Hallo, dis is Doktor Polk's office," said a deep Tyrolean
voice. A second later, Nurse Klaus appear on-screen.

"Is Dr. Polk there?" I asked.

"No, I'm da only one here. But maybe I can help you? Vaht
zeems to be da problem?"

"Since yesterday afternoon, I've been erect like, all the
time."

"Ya, I remember yoah case, but led me bring up da file. Oh
yes, vid dese factors, daht's gonna happen. You gonna be
erect most of da dime."

"But I didn't ask for this! Why is it happening?"

"According to dese notes, you told da doktor you vere erect
only fifteen or tventy minutes a day. Daht's very unusual
for a zeventeen year-old male, you know. Most guys like you,
dey get hard dree, four, fife times a day for no reason. Den
dere's more times you godda reason. It adds up to dree or
four hours a day. It zays here daht you and da doktor talked
about dis and he gave you a plus dree Libido factor."

"Well, yeah I said that because I was embarrassed."

"Zo, how many hours a day vere you actually erect?"

"Like you said, three or four."

"Vell den, daht explains it. Ya, if you schtart out being
erect for dree or four hours a day, and den you get plus
tree, you gonna be erect almost all da dime.

I felt sick. "Can you change it back?"

"No, Adam, injection factors don't vork daht vay. Yoah
zystem is voll of new nanites by now, and dey're designed to
vork for zix monds. Ve can't inject reverse nanites or
anyding like daht. You get a little vore going on inside
yoah zystem and id's not healdy."

"So I'm going to be erect for the next zix months?"

"Ya, zo you might as vell enjoy it. Girls like it, you know.
Dey're alvays telling me dey like da vay I look. I zee you
schtopped vearing pants. Daht's gonna help."

"What about the Penis Size factor, then? My mom talked me
into that."

"Ya, you're gonna get about fifty prozent bigger. Relaxed or
erect, eider vay, fifty prozent bigger. And you gonna cum
more as vell."

"Why is that?"

"It zays here you told da doktor you veren't cumming very
much or very often. Is daht right or vere you embarrassed
about daht as vell?"

"No, I cum plenty."

"Vell, now you gonna cum plenty more."

"So, am I going to be all screwed up?"

"Oh no, nod ad all. Da computer, you know, it takes da
factors you vant, yoah DNA, yoah blood, urine, and zemen
tests, and all daht schtuff indo account vhen it designs da
nanites for yoah injection. And it makes zure everyding fits
toggeder."

"You knov, Adam, dese factors you ended up vid, dey're not
daht much different from mine. You can half a lot of fun vid
dem. And next time, tell da doktor da trude, ya?"

"Being erect so much, doesn't that cause tissue damage or
something?"

"Anodder factor fixes daht. Daht's vhad I mean by making
everyding fit toggeder."

"It's awfully hard to pee when I have a hard-on all the
time. What about that?"

"Vid a few days practice, you can figure out how to kill da
erection for a minute or two. Adam, are you gonna be OK vid
dis?"

"I dunno, Klaus, I'm kind of freaked out."

"You zeem tense, Adam. You vand a relaxant?"

I took one quick look at my rigid, outstretched member.
"Yeah, that'd be good."

"OK, let's zee, I got yoah current location. Yoah out of
town but in-state, is daht right?"

"Yeah."

"OK, I'm gonna zend yoah PDA a prescription number. In about
an hour, you take daht to any pharmacy in da schtate and
dey'll fill it for you. Take one pill every eight hours
until yoah comfortable vid all dis. Is dere anyding else?"

"No, I guess not."

"Vell, if zomeding does come up, call again, ya? Have a good
day. Auf Weidersehen."

Damn! I really screwed myself over this time! I couldn't
image all the problem a six-month erection would create. But
the next step had to be getting that prescription.

                          * * * * *
                              
When I returned to the cottage, Dan and Ben had changed into
their smallest suits, which were, however, still boxers.
Teah was wearing a fairly conservative yellow bikini.

Lavi was wearing one of those new "ultra string" bikinis.
The bottom was basically a crotchless thong, and the top
didn't have any fabric in the bra cups. Not that she needed
a bra; like many oriental girls, she was fairly small-
breasted.

Nadia wore a navy blue fishnet skirt made of some nylon
material. Vivian and I, well, there we were. Gotta get used
to this, I kept telling myself.

After grabbing a few blankets from the garage, we just
walked down the lakefront until we found the beach. It was
only a half mile away. Fortunately, the beach hadn't filled
with people yet we got a fairly nice spot; close to the
water, but not too far from shade or refreshments. And no,
the refreshment stand didn't sell swimsuits.

We started off with the sun block drill, of course. There
were no sex acts this time, but I think we all rubbed each
other a bit more than necessary. Nadia and Lavi were quite
casual about removing their so-called suits for lotion, but
they did put them back on afterward.

The mix of people was fairly similar to that at the
restaurant. Most people wore ordinary swimsuits, but some
wore unusual designs like Nadia's or Lani's. Running
completely naked seemed related to age; a lot of little kids
were naked but not many parents and grandparents. There were
a couple of naked families, though, and the lifeguards were
naked. Young people who arrived in pairs were usually both
naked or both clothed. There didn't seem to be a separate
naked area-formal, informal, or otherwise-as there was at
the pool back home.

I suppose we spent the first hour or so not talking much,
just soaking up rays. Every five or ten minutes someone
would shift positions or roll over, and that was all the
energy we expended. I grew a little self-conscious at my
lack of tan lines, and with the idea that sunbathing like
that wouldn't affect my skin color at all. People would
think I was nudist or something. Of course, it was still
important to avoid sunburn.

A church bus pulled up and discharged about fifty naked
teenagers. A couple of chaperones organized a trek to the
beach: blankets, coolers, lawn chairs and all. Watching them
deal with sun block was kind of humorous. Watching the girls
toss beach balls and play volleyball was better.

A couple hundred feet from shore was a raft with a diving
board and a lifeguard. I told everyone I was set to take a
dive, and Vivian surprised me by coming along. Everyone
within binocular distance seemed to be watching us as we
walked to the shore, then I dove into a wave. I was
determined to arrive at the raft well ahead of Vivian. But
there she was, matching me stroke for stroke!

"You're pretty fast. you know that, Yonson?" she called
above the waves.

"Where'd you learn. to swim like that?" I asked. "The beach
bum?"

"Naw, he could only. ski and tread water. I was on a swim
team. for three years."

"Where?"

"Gulf coast... Three different cities... Twice on school
teams. once in a private club."

"Who had money. for a club?"

"Rich aunt. Spent it on drugs. Killed herself."

As it turned out, I beat her to the raft, but only by a few
inches. We hung onto the side and caught our breath.

"'Course, I cheat," Vivian admitted. "I couldn't compete
anymore with the factors I'm running."

"What's that about?" I asked. I mean, I'm as much into
hardbodies as the next guy, but Vivian was definitely on the
extreme side.

"Let's just say I need to take care of myself, OK?" And with
that, she started climbing the ladder onto the raft. Her
hips and legs passed within inches of my eyes, and then of
course she was above me on the ladder.

The raft was built on oil drums, and was bigger than it
looked from shore. Of course, the beach and the people
looked tiny. I waved at Dan and Ben but they didn't see me.

Diving into the lake was tricky because you had to
anticipate the waves. From moment to moment, the board could
be four feet or seven feet above the water surface. And of
course, the board was never quite level or true.

Other than the lifeguard, Vivian and I were the only naked
swimmers on the raft. The others kept sneaking peeks, but no
one glared or called out snide remarks. One kid lost his
suit and panicked. That was kind of funny but I dove in and
found it for him anyway.

We took the swim back to shore more casually. Again we
attracted attention, especially when we were walking out of
the water and shaking ourselves off. But other people up and
down the beach were doing the same thing, so what? I bought
some Cokes and a few bottles of mineral water, then headed
back to our blankets.

"Where's Teah?" I asked Dan, hoping they hadn't gotten into
an argument. Ben and Lavi were hopelessly intertwined.

"Pfft. She peed in her suit and went in the lake to rinse
off."

"What's with her lately? Does she have an issue with
bathrooms?"

"Oh, I don't know. I guess it's harmless enough, at least as
far as it's gone. Might even be sexy, in a kinky sort of
way. It's like, wow, this girl is into wild and kinky stuff,
even if it's not the kind of stuff I'm into, you know?"

"I know. Where's Nadia?"

"She had to make a phone call and use the restroom. Pretty
wild, eh? Using the restroom, I mean, who does that
anymore?"

"Could be worse, Dan."

"How?"

"Teah wanting you to do it."

"Use the restroom?"

"No, not."

"Don't go there."

I offered Vivian a Coke but she ignored it and took a bottle
of mineral water. "So, Yonson, you ever like to take a walk?
Not much goin' on here."

"Uh, I dunno, do you mind, Dan?"

"No, go."

"You wanna come along?"

"No, I'm kind of into these church girls playing volleyball.
And the way things are going, Teah might need me to change
her."

Vivian was already six steps away, heading for a path that
circled the beach. I felt a little foolish jogging with my
stiff dick bobbing up and down but what else could I do? At
least I caught up before she got too far.

"So, do you always help people, Yonson?" We were on the path
by then, watching people drag their stuff between the
parking lot and the beach.

"Not always, but sometimes, yeah."

"Well, like that kid who lost his security blanket there on
the raft."

"Yeah, if I'm just standing around and someone needs a hand,
I like to help out."

"That's nice, Yonson."

We passed an old couple holding hands on a bench, and a
young couple working sand into their crevices that would
take a week to get out.

"You ever been to Dock Bay, Yonson?"

"No. That's a pretty rough place, isn't it?"

"Yeah, you might say that. I had an uncle who lived there,
and he was a pretty rough guy. He never hurt me or anything,
but there were people who wanted everything he had. And to
get it, they were willing to hurt him. Why do you suppose
that is, Yonson? Some people want to help you, and some want
to hurt you."

"Maybe it depends on how bad they need whatever it is."

"Yeah, but I've seen people spend their last dollar just to
make a little kid smile."

"Maybe some people are just good or evil."

"Yeah, but that doesn't help understand them, does it?"

Empty park benches were a rarity that day, but we passed one
just then and Vivian sat down. I sat beside her and we
watched the laid-back crowd in front of us enjoy the sun,
the sand, and the beautiful weather. I also tried to be
careful of splinters.

"You call the doc about that thing?"

"Yeah, it was a mix-up. The doctor asked me some
embarrassing questions and I didn't give him a straight
answer. It'll wear off in six or eight months, though."

Vivian laughed her head off. It was a sympathetic laugh
rather than a mean laugh, though, and I could see where
whole situation could be funny. If only it were happening to
someone else. She was shaking and holding her sides so
violently that a couple of passing skateboarders thought we
were having sex.

"You know, I think that's the first time I've seen you
really laugh. "I told Vivian.

"That may be, Yonson, that may be. I like to keep things
more under control, you know?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

"So it's gonna stay that size for six months?"

"No, that's another mix-up. It's going to get 50% bigger."

And Vivian was off again. This time, the tears were running
down her cheeks as well.

"Fuck, Yonson, how you gonna wear pants?"

"Zipper in front, I guess."

"No, I mean, how you gonna fit yourself in there? You'd need
some mighty baggy pants, I think. And even if you find `em
big enough, they're gonna look weird as hell."

"I'll just do the best I can," I reassured her.

"Well, I think you better get used to this walking-around-
naked thing, Yonson. I mean, you gotta get used to it for
swimming, anyway. And it suits you, you know. I like the way
you look."

Vivian stood up and began to walk again. A middle-aged guy
carrying a lawn chair nearly ran into her.

"I don't know if I can do it," I explained after catching up
to her.

"Hey, it's easy. All you do is take your clothes off.
Anybody can do it. You're doing it now."

"That's because I have to."

"Exactly."

Somehow we finished our walk around the beach without
getting into any more deep topics. Sometimes, for a few
minutes, I'd be conscious of being naked, and then for a
while I wouldn't.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we rejoined the others.

"Adam, do you still need to go to Wheatfield Beach?" Dan
asked.

"Yeah, if that's the best place to look for clothes. It's
what we talked about."

"Well, the thing is, this is a pretty nice spot we have at
the beach, here. Most of us would like to hang around a
while longer, maybe until after lunch. Then Lavi is supposed
to meet her friends in Oval Point at two o'clock. By car,
that's a that's a ninety minute drive around the lake. But
its only thirty minutes across the lake by boat. So, it's
looking like twelve o'clock lunch, one o'clock launch, two
o'clock Oval Point."

"What about my clothes?"

"You can probably find something in Oval Point. It's bigger
than Precipice Flats.

"Could I drive the SUV to Wheatfield Beach while you guys go
to Oval Point?"

"Naw, man, sorry. I had to promise my dad no one would drive
the SUV or the boat unless I was along."

"Adam, I really think this is going to work out OK," Nadia
piped in. "I'm sure you can find something to wear in Oval
Point, and even if you can't, well, you've been lookin' good
and doin' fine for almost a day now. There was the water
skiing, then the buffet, and now the beach. And, like,
Vivian and I will be with you. There's safety in numbers,
you know. I'll take off my skirt if it would make you feel
more comfortable."

"Adam, I really think you can find something to wear at Oval
Point," Ben assured me.

Clearly I was beat, even if Nadia hadn't started fondling me
half way through her speech. Oval Point it was. We hung
around the beach for another hour, ate bad tacos from the
refreshment stand, then picked up our stuff and headed back
to the cottage. It took about three seconds for some other
people to come and take our space.

                          * * * * *
                              
Dan unlocked the cottage and garage so we could put away our
stuff and start launching the boat. He and Ben both put on t-
shirts, then Nadia and Lavi talked them out of it. Teah
seemed upset that Nadia had been the one to talk Dan our of
his shirt, but the moment passed.

Launching the boat was easy: each of us did the same job as
the day before. Sun block smearing was relatively
uneventful. Lavi put her suitcase in the boat, promising to
come back Sunday or Monday to pick up her car. Then, we were
off.

When we arrived at Oval Point all the slips were full.
Instead, we had to moor at a buoy and wait for the harbor
boat to bring us in. With seven of us and Lavi having a
suitcase, it took two trips.

Oval Point was a typical lakefront tourist town loaded with
visitors. All the shops and attractions had a nautical
theme, and were clustered along a few streets near the
waterfront. Most of the visitors wore normal, casual
clothing. A certain percentage, however, were naked or
wearing unusual outfits. We passed a group of girls wearing
nothing but spandex waist cinchers, and saw a few guys
wearing crotchless Speedos. One guy with a captain's cap was
wearing a frontless kilt.

Lavi's friends turned out to be Ginger, Heather, and
Jasmine, the volleyball trio who'd accosted me in the locker
room Thursday morning. Duh, a tall, lithe, lively six-footer
from Outer Midlands High School; I should have known.
Heather was wearing a bikini bottom, Jasmine was wearing the
top from the same suit, and Ginger was naked. The four of
them surrounded Ben and whooshed him away. Ben promised to
call then he passed out of sight.

We took two complete passes through all the shops in Oval
Point and I couldn't find a single thing to wear. T-shirts,
yes, but that didn't solve my problem. Shorts, pants, or
swimsuits, yes, but not in my size. Everyone had the same
story; it was the end of the season and they were clearing
inventory.

Along the way I passed a pharmacy and got my prescription
filled. I took the first pill right away, of course, but it
didn't relax my member at all. Still, I felt better after
taking it. People didn't seem to be staring at me so much.
Nadia put the bottle in her purse for me.

Of course, Teah ruined her suit, but at least it was only
catsup. We found a public restroom and all went in, but no
amount of rubbing and rinsing got the suit clean.

"Maybe I should just throw it out," Teah suggested, standing
there in only her top.

Dan was astonished. "What would you wear?" he asked.

"Why wear anything?" Teah replied. "That girl Jasmine wasn't
wearing a bottom, and neither are some other women I've
seen."

Dan seemed intrigued until Teah continued. "But I want you
to do it, too."

"No, I can't do that, Teah," Dan replied.

"We'd all be at least bottomless except for you," Teah
urged. Nadia began unsnapping her fishnet skirt.

"No, Nadia, don't bother with that; I'm keeping my suit on."

"Well, will you go find me something to wear, then?"

"Fine," said Dan, and then he was gone.

"Does he still have that piercing?" Nadia asked Teah.

"If it's one you never see, yes," Teah replied.

"It's too bad he hides it," Nadia remarked. "I always kind
of liked it."

"What?" I asked. Dan had always been shy in locker rooms but
I never thought he was hiding anything.

"Time will tell," Teah stated mysteriously.

Dan returned a few minutes later with an extra large t-shirt
but even with Teah standing perfectly still, it barely
covered her butt. Teah, however, seemed happy with it and at
least it was something.

After we resumed shopping, Nadia and Vivian noticed a
piercing and accessories shop. The place was on a side
street, not readily visible from the main walkway. Frankly,
I was dubious, but the girls dragged me in. Dan grew upset
and walked away.

In no time at all, Vivian and Nadia were pushing me to get
something in my nipples or penis. For some reason the idea
seemed interesting, but I was feeling a bit light-headed and
decided to avoid any major changes. I did get a solid ring
put in each ear, though, and I paid for Vivian to get a nose
ring. Nadia loaned Teah half the money for a pubic trim and
labia ring. Nadia also found a crotchless g-string that
would fit me, but I took a pass.

Dan took no interest in our new piercings, except to ask me
if I got anything other than earrings. He was reassured I
hadn't, and warned me again about letting Nadia talk me into
anything. I was glad I hadn't bought the g-string.

Eventually we got back to the waterfront. There was a great-
looking outdoor caf, facing the lake, and because it was
early, the wait was only half an hour. And that was fine,
because there was a great city park across the street.

"Has anybody seen Ben?" I asked as we relaxed on a couple of
park benches.

"I guess not," said Dan after no one else spoke up. "Maybe
we should call him."

I told my PDA to call Ben, and a moment later there he was,
surrounded by pillows, bed sheets, and naked volleyball
girls.

"Ben, are you joining us for dinner?" I asked with some
humor in my voice.

"No, you guys do whatever you want," Ben replied.

"You can go without him," said Jasmine, whose left tit was
on-screen.

"Yeah, we'll bring him back when I pick up my car," said
Lavi. "You know, like tomorrow or Monday."

"Sounds like a plan," I agreed. "OK, Ben, see you whenever.
Just don't blow a fuse, eh? Call if anything comes up."

"Oh, I guarantee he's going to call, then," said Ginger from
off camera.

"Later, dude," I signed off, then I disconnected.

Dinner was fine; it was easily the best food and the best
view of the weekend. By the time we finished it was dusk.
Then we had to wait for the harbor boat, and it grew even
darker. By the time we got under weigh, Dan was navigating
mostly by lights.

Teah was sitting on the front seat next to Dan. Once we were
out of the harbor, she pulled off her t-shirt and threw it
in the lake. Despite the darkness, I could tell Dan was
astounded. Then, Teah threw out her bikini top and began
pulling on Dan's swimsuit. After a moment, he stood up and
threw it behind the captain's chair.

"He's still got it," Nadia whispered.

"What?" I whispered in return.

"I talked him into getting a PA. That's a Prince Albert.
Basically, it's a ring that goes in the piss hole and come
out just behind the head."

"Dan has that? And you talked him into it?"

"Well, yeah. We were on a date."

"I'm surprised he left it in."

"Well at first, you want it to heal so it doesn't get
infected. Then if you take it out, you leak. I think it's
sexy, don't you?"

"Wouldn't that make it hard to piss?"

"It used to, but they figured a way around that."

"Did you get your labia pierced at the same time?"

"Pretty much."

"Even so, I think Dan regrets it. I mean, he always hides
it."

"Yeah, but he keeps it."

Just then Dan slowed the boat, and I could dimly see we'd
neared shore. Dan navigated for a few minutes by GPS, then
told his PDA to turn on the outdoor lights at the cottage.
As we neared the dock, I could see Dan and Teah scrunched
together with their hands inside each other's thighs.

At the dock I helped the girls out of the boat, then started
getting ready to pull the boat out of the water.

"Never mind, Adam," Dan said, standing there with his PA and
a monster erection. "There's only the two of us, and it's
late, and it looks like a quiet night. I'll just tie the
boat to the dock and we can check it in the morning."

"How did Nadia ever talk you into that?" I asked quietly.

"Same as those earrings, dude, same as those earrings. Watch
yourself with her, will you?"

The girls were waiting for us in the screen porch. Dan
turned off the lights, then sat next to Teah on a love seat.
Nadia and Vivian had left a space for me on the sofa.
Immediately we were on each other, petting, stroking,
kissing, and enveloping whatever body parts we could reach.
I came, Nadia came, Vivian cane, Dan came all over Yeah, and
then Teah came. We all rinsed and dried each other at the
outdoor shower, then came inside for bed.

I took another of my relaxant pills, for all the good they
were doing. Nadia and Vivian slipped in beside me, but we
were all tired and ready for sleep. A cool breeze made me
close the windows, but I didn't think any more of it.

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