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Turning off the news with a loud sigh, I headed into the kitchen to grab another beer. Passing the calendar on the wall in the hallway, it felt weird to see that July 4th was coming up tomorrow. The past few days had been a cavalcade of news that made me feel less and less patriotic, and I really didn’t feel like celebrating right now. Cracking open the can and heading back to the living room, my phone was buzzing with messages.

Okay, so here’s the plan- my place, my pool, no red, white, or blue.

I’m so down- what drinks are we bringing?

I’ll make strawberry daiquiris! Another text came in a second later. Wait, no red- fuck. Make that mango daiquiris.

Picking up my phone, I typed out my reply.

And I’ll bring beer- lots of beer.

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Less than twenty-four hours later, I was sipping on a mango daiquiri on a pool float in Michael’s backyard. We were wearing speedos and swim trunks in green and purple and yellow, and the host had brought out the stack of green towels from the guest bathroom. Chappell Roan and Charli XCX dominated the playlist, and the day was gorgeous. In addition to a moratorium on the flag’s colors, we’d also agreed to not talk about politics at all. A day without internet discourse is exactly what we needed before we continued caring tomorrow.  

“Hey Michael, thanks for inviting me!”

Pulling up my shades, I saw Ian, Michael’s neighbor, walking through the back gate. He was already bare-chested wearing nothing but a pair of khaki shorts.

“No swim trunks? I’m surprised you’d pass up a chance in the pool.”

“Oh, I’ve got a speedo on under my shorts- I just didn’t feel like giving the neighborhood a free show.”

He let out a belly laugh as he headed over to fix a drink, and he sat at the edge of the water catching up on the conversations he’d missed. Michael topped up our drinks before stepping into the delightfully cool water himself.

“Well, I’m not going to be the odd one out now- it’s time for a dip.”

Standing up, Ian placed his drink near the pool stairs and began pulling off his shorts. He was wearing an American flag speedo that hugged him in all of the right areas. We all watched him start to get in, but Brian swam up to stop him.

“Wait Ian, did Michael not inform you of the dress code?”

“There’s a dress code now?”

“We decided to not wear red, white, or blue today… and you are very clearly wearing all three.”

“Honestly, that works for me after reading all of the articles about the Supreme Court decisions. I can go grab another pair really quickly.”

“Wait Ian, I thought you didn’t want to give the neighborhood a show, so there’s really no need to walk all the way over to your place.”

His blush added another red that he’d need to get rid of, but I kind of liked how it looked spread across his cheeks.

“Well, are you going to go get it for me?”

“No,” slipping off of my pool float, I made my way towards the shallow end, “it’s just us guys here. Why don’t you just ditch the suit altogether?”

That blush grew even more crimson now as he began to stammer out his reply.

“You expect me to just get naked?”

Michael was beside me now as he looked up at his neighbor.

“I actually skinny dip all the time back here, so if you’ve never noticed, then it really is secluded enough.”

“But…”

Ian was searching for a reason to stop this charade, but he instead just decided to down his second drink.

“First of all, fuck you for not telling me so I could have grabbed one of my old pairs. And second, it’s too hot to stand here arguing about this.”

I thought he was ready to stamp off in a huff, but instead, he began reaching for the drawstring at his waist. Untying it, he slipped his left hand inside to cover his dick and began wiggling the suit down with his other hand. Stepping out of it, he let us get a good look before stepping back down into the water.

Luckily for us, he slipped a bit on the second stair, and with his drink in his right hand now, he reached out with the other to grab onto the railing. As his cock slipped into view, that blush warmed his cheeks one more time before he plunged his entire body into the water.

The fireworks hadn’t started erupting over the night sky yet, but things were already heating up here as we pulled him further into water…