They rode along the blue waters of the Pacific coastline until they reached Jesse’s spot, where he always secured his bike. He led Carlos down a trail to the beach, jumping puddles and climbing over rocks until they reached a secluded cove on the shore. Jesse immediately shed his clothes, revealing a tight-fitting blue swimsuit on his muscular frame. Carlos was shy to show his conservative swim boxers under the khakis Blanca bought for him in Douglas.
"Come on," Jesse yelled from the water’s edge, "You can’t stand around the beach in street clothes." Carlos tossed off his khakis as Jesse pulled him by the arm to get him in the water. Shocked by the cold Pacific Ocean water, Carlos screamed with delight with each incoming wave. Jesse splashed him, picked him up, and carried him on his shou
