A Brutal Slasher Story - Please Add On To This

Best not to go out too far just yet. After all, this was meant to be a swim for you and Brandon, and the buddy system always works better than going it alone.

Especially when it comes to heating things up.

You wade around in the shallows, letting the water soak over your body, giving it a sexy shine as you wait for Brandon to appear, hoping the reason he's not there yet is that he's been stripping down to whatever he's wearing into the water.

Which you kind of hope is nothing at all.

A sly, sexy grin passes onto your face and you feel another chill run through your body as that thought passes through your mind.

And then, there he comes, over the hill. He's wearing a swim suit, and carrying the rest of his clothes along with him. Not quite what you were hoping for, but good enough. At least it lets you get a look at his sexy, tone body.

He really doesn't look entirely thrilled for some reason, though. You're not sure what that's about, especially when he's got you to look forward to.

"Hey, Brandon." you say with as much of a flirty tone as you can manage.

That seems to lift him up a little bit, but by the time he gets half way down the beach, something on his face changes to surprise, then fear and horror as he drops the clothes he's not still wearing. You could almost swear he was looking past you for some reason.
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