Hymbury Festival

by Hymond Blake   

Liam and his friends have earned tickets to the country’s most exclusive music festival. What was supposed to be the group’s final summer together turns into more than what they bargained for.

Liam wasn’t sure why he went. Maybe it was the idea of sun, music, and alcohol for a whole week. Maybe it was Carlos jokingly promising him a handjob if he bought a ticket. Maybe it was the realisation that they were soon moving away for University, each at different corners of the country, and that this was the last summer where they’d all be together. It was a sentiment Liam shared with the tiny group of carefree lads that made up his friend group, although it wasn’t said aloud. Not until they had made it to the festival site, pitched their tents, and basked in the weight of where they were.

It was the first evening of the festival when Liam it up. They all sat comfortably in foldable chairs that sagged in the dirt. Around them were the cases of cheap beer they managed to smuggle past security. A fancy electric lantern sat in the centre of them, their eyes glowing with its light as they gazed out from the hill on which they sat. Their tents overlooked the entire festival site, and from there they could see it all; the music stages; the maze of nightclubs; the gigantic art pieces made from recycled plastic and metal; flags with intricately woven colourful patterns that marked certain areas; festivalgoers peacefully walking along dirt paths, laughing, drinking. The site was colourful, the lights were on. Hymbury had begun.

“You know,” said Liam, reaching for a beer, “this might be the last time we’ll all be together.”

He looked at his friends to see their faces turn a mixture of melancholic and excited. He first met eyes with Carlos; his closest friend and the one who introduced him to rugby. Whilst Liam liked to play it once in a while, Carlos was aiming for a professional league. His tall and stocky frame hid with ease under a loose cotton summer shirt in an orange fabric similar to the lanternlight. His shorts were the same colour, but even ones in that size couldn’t hide Carlos’s thick legs. He took his sunglasses off and smiled at Liam. He had his jet black hair tied back in a man bun, but Liam always thought he looked sexier with it hanging down.

“We’ve got a whole week, boys,” he said. “A lad’s summer camping at the most exclusive festival in the world. No distractions.”

Carlos was right. Despite its controversies, Hymbury was one of the most sought-after events of the year. Millions applied for tickets, but only a few thousand got them. Because the event only allowed men, there had been calls for the festival to be scrapped.

Before Liam could joke about what Carlos meant by ‘distractions,’ Manny beat him to it. To Liam’s left was a tall and skinny guy clad in baggy jeans and a black shirt with white sleeves. He wore a necklace that carried a wooden pentagram, and his hair was blonde and very curly. His long limbs were sprawled out in front of him, Liam guessed he was 6’5” or so; the tallest of the group.

“Distractions?” Manny laughed. “You’re the one who tries to get with every girl they see.”

“Not every girl, fucker,” said Carlos, scoffing. “There are some women I treat like a friend.”

“Your sister doesn’t count!” Manny joked, getting a patch of grass thrown at him by Carlos, which only made him laugh harder.

The fourth and final member of their group, Todd, was miles away. Not literally; rather, he sat closely beside Manny, staring longingly into the evening sky. It dazzled him with its swirls of orange and pink. He adjusted the thick-frame glasses that magnified his blue eyes.

Liam had made a hierarchy in his mind. A ranking of where he sits amongst the group in terms of masculinity. He’s gone back and forth on whether Manny or Carlos sits on top, but he was sure Todd was a close second. Not that it mattered to him, really; Todd was never the loud one, or the authoritative one. His usual attire of a black hoodie and loose sweatpants hid what was otherwise a surprisingly toned physique.

Liam first met Todd at a karate lesson. It was Liam’s first and only time he did karate, but he quickly learned how much Todd loved it. Even though he’d never want to, Todd could easily beat Manny and Carlos in a fight.

“Todd, there’s a spider on your back,” said Liam.

Todd snapped out of his daydream and jumped to his feet. He expertly brushed his shoulders and looked around for where the spider might have fallen. The ground was met with a surprised gaze as Todd couldn’t find a spider. Liam laughed harder than he had expected.

“You gotta stop doing that,” said Todd with a scowl as he returned to his seat. “My heart can’t take it.”

“At least you stayed calm,” said Manny sarcastically, reaching for a beer with his long arm and handing it to Todd.

Todd sat back down and Manny shook his hair. The boys returned to silence. The sun was setting over the site, and the sky was like a painting. In the distance, they could see a flash of fireworks explode and ripple with sparkles and lights. It truly was a picture-perfect scene. They were content in their chairs and excited for what the week might hold.

Liam had been building up some news for his friends. News that he might not ever tell them in person. News they might never hear. This was the summer. This was the week.

He was ready to come out.

“Evening lads, hope you’re keeping hydrated.”

A low voice came from behind them. They all turned in their seats and Liam nearly fell out from what met his gaze. A man, no older than 30, wearing a lifeguard’s costume and carrying a large crate. Only, what the man was wearing and what he was holding was far down on Liam’s priorities.

The first thing he saw, and all he could see for a few moments, was the man’s sheer size. He stood much taller than even Carlos and Manny, at 7 feet, maybe higher. His body was like that of a Greek God; rippling with muscle and sculpted perfectly. The lifeguard’s outfit was just a tight yellow vest with a Red Cross in between his pecs, and a tight pair of yellow nylon shorts that left very little to the imagination. His bulge curved out like a balloon.

The crate he was carrying looked incredibly heavy, too, and yet he gripped it high off the ground with ease. Liam’s eyes finally made it to the man’s face, which was smooth and very handsome. So handsome, in fact, that Liam couldn’t get any words out. The man shook his head, and his short brown hair fell to one side. It wasn’t possible, Liam thought, for someone to be that gorgeous. He would’ve been turned on if he wasn’t so awe-inspired.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” he said with a warm smile. “I work for Hymbury, hence the…”

He ushered to a small ID card that hung around his neck. Liam hadn’t noticed that at all.

“Anyway, I just wanted to give you boys a bit of a Hymbury welcome. Here.”

He huffed as he dropped the crate with a loud thud. He opened it, and its contents began to glow a bright green. He reached in and lifted up a large bottle with liquid which shone that very same green. He held it out to Todd, who took it hesitantly.

“On the house,” he said. “It’s strong stuff, so don’t drink it all at once. Just wanted to say, welcome! Enjoy!”

And before anyone else spoke another word, he lifted up the crate and threw it onto his shoulder. He and Liam shared a look and he smiled.

“I hope I see you again,” he said, winking. He quickly turned to look at the other three boys. “All of you, I mean. See you around.”

And just like that, he swiftly moved on to the next group of boys a few tents along. He didn’t seem to care that the guys were all drinking beer that they weren’t supposed to have.

Liam wasn’t sure what the man’s wink meant. Maybe he was trying to promote a new brand of alcohol by giving away free samples. Maybe that was how he spoke to every guy. Or maybe, just maybe, he was flirting. Liam lived that idea for a moment, and the thrill and the hormones started to flow through him. Liam watched him go, taking in as much as he could before he was out of sight. Todd inspected the bottle.

“The fuck is this stuff?” he asked, shaking it and watching the liquid glow brighter for a moment.

“Did you see the size of that man?” asked Manny, exasperated. “I thought I was tall, but fuck me.”

“Yeah,” said Carlos, looking disappointed at and cupping one of his own, smaller biceps. “No way he’s natural. And he probably had a few socks packed in there, too.”

Todd unscrewed the bottle cap and took a whiff. He looked pleasantly surprised. The boys watched him fill the cap with the liquid.

“Smells like Vodka…no! Rum. And a shit ton of fruit,” he said. “Well, since it’s here and since it’s free, fuck it. Here’s to this week!”

And he downed the cap of the drink as if it were a shot. He winced at the immediate taste, but the longer it stayed in his body, the further it traveled down his throat, the more he liked it.

“Damn, not bad,” he said, passing it to Manny. “Strong as fuck though, so be careful.”

Manny did the same, filling the cap and downing it. He too felt weirdly enjoyed it all, and had a sudden burst of energy. The boys passed it around, each taking a shot or two and very much enjoying it, so much so they discarded their half-drunk beers.

A few swigs later, they were all to their feet, raucously singing and dancing with clumsy drunken feet. The sun had set, and the festival lights were on full display. Manny started playing music loudly on a tiny speaker, and held it above his head as he tried to sing the words. It was a strong drink; not much was needed for their minds to blur and their bodies to feel numb. Their singing had devolved into random noises.

As Todd and Manny danced boisterously, acting like they were actually singing the song that was playing, Liam and Carlos both almost fell onto the grassy floor, and gripped each other for support, laughing at their clumsiness.

Amongst the singing, the pair looked at each other and Carlos gave Liam the biggest smile.

“I…I fucking love you man,” he said with a slur, “and no matter what happens, we’ve fucking got each fucking other.”

“Say fucking again,” said Liam.

“Fu…fucking,” said Carlos and they both laughed again.

They then moved in for a deep and long hug. Liam felt Carlos’s strong arms wrap around his entire back and hold him tight. He had his ear against his friend’s pec, and could hear his heart thumping away. Carlos placed a hand on Liam’s head and the two gently swayed with the hug. Liam could hear Manny and Todd let out a mocking ‘awwwww’ at the pair of them, but he didn’t care. He never felt so happy than close to the body of his best friend.

Liam wasn’t sure when he first fell in love with Carlos.

Maybe it was when they first met, when Liam first recognised how much Carlos just oozed sexiness. Maybe it was when they played rugby together, and Liam saw Carlos’s relentless power in those muscles of his. Or maybe it was in that very moment, in that very hug where Liam realised Carlos held him tight as if he was keeping him safe. He felt safe, and wanted to feel that many more times. The safety turned to sadness when he remembered that they’d soon be living apart in separate cities, making this hug feel less like a ‘what if and more like a ‘what could have been’.

Those thoughts went away when, seemingly out of nowhere, Liam could hear Carlos’s heart beat faster. It thumped at the rate of someone running, and he could hear his friend’s breathing grow stronger and his arms around him grow tighter. In his drunken daze, Liam tried to pull away from the hug, but suddenly felt a poking in his lower stomach.

Something prodded him. Some part of Carlos that was hard, and fairly thick. Liam could feel it throb again as it pressed against him. He didn’t know what to do.

But before he could say anything, the arms he wrapped around Carlos’s torso, the ones that could just about reach around the boy’s wide frame, suddenly became harder to hold together. He could feel tension in his fingers as his limbs stretched. He lay his palms flat on Carlos’s back, moving them across and then patting them down. His hands seemed to touch a wider back, with slightly bigger muscles. His lats felt thicker, too. It was as if Carlos had grown in that moment.

Then, on top of everything else, he quickly felt a shifting in his jeans. The tight denim pressed against his ass even tighter than usual. Liam tried to reach a hand around to feel it, but was encased in Carlos’s beefy arms and between his beefy pecs, being prodded by his beefy cock.

The rest of the night was a blur. The last thing Liam remembered was looking over to Manny and Todd and seeing them dance together, his mind seemingly slowing them down as his vision turned to black.

And then, nothing.

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