Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2005 20:10:38 +0000
From: crnhskrfn77@comcast.net
Subject: Municpal Pool, part 4

If you aren't supposed to read this due to the laws in your area, then what
are you doing here?  I you don't like stories of this type, why would you
click on Nifty in the first place?  Hopefully, you will enjoy chapter 4 if
you choose to stay.  Oh, and yes, this is all fantasy!

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I called down to the front entrance.  When Sue answered, I told her that
when Jory Simpson showed up today to ask him to stop up to my office before
he went swimming.

In the meantime, I turned my attention to watching the locker room cams.  I
was caught up on my bookwork, so what the heck?  I set my monitor to
rotating views so I would see about 10 seconds from each cam before moving
on.  Whenever something would catch my eye, I could stop the auto rotation,
and check out what was going on of interest.

I did get to watch a number of young nubile girls and boys changing, but
nothing had happened of interest just yet.  I was just thinking I should
start going through some footage from yesterday, as if I don't clean it out
every few days it really eats up the memory, even though I have installed
enough to run a small country.  But before I could get started on that,
there was a knock at the door.

I opened the door, and it was Phil, the math teacher that would have Jory
in class next fall.  I had discovered through a web sight and some discreet
on-line chats that he was a lover of youth like myself.  We had traded a
number of pics and movies, though I was careful not to send him any that I
had made here.  Finally, I felt I could trust him enough, and cut a deal
with him.  As he walked in, we shook hands, and he handed me a small but
thick envelope.  It was the payment for services he was going to receive
today.

I put the envelope in a desk drawer and locked it, then placed a red
placard in the window.  That was the sign that Cara would be watching for,
and know to come to the office.

I had Phil make himself comfortable, and offered him a drink.

"A beer, if you've got one."

"Well, I don't have a liquor license here, but in the office, that's not a
problem."  And I stepped over to my little kitchenette and retrieved a beer
for Phil and myself.

"I have to ask you Phil, are you sure about this?  Once this starts, there
is no turning back."

"No, I'm sure.  I can't believe you are able to set this up.  Mind if I ask
how?"

"You can ask, but I'm afraid it's a trade secret.  Sorry."

Phil chuckled.  "No problem Mike.  If I had whatever setup you have come up
with, I wouldn't let anyone know either."

Just then there was another knock on the door.  I opened it and let Cara
in.

"Hi Cara, how are you today?"

"Fine Mike.  I saw the red card in the window and knew to come up and see
you."

"Good girl Cara.  Do you know Mr. Jones, one of the math teachers at your
school?"

"Oh, hi Mr. Jones.  I've seen you at school, but I've never been in your
classes."

Then she turned back to me and kind of whispered, "You're not going to do
anything with him here, are you Mike?"

I whispered back to her, "Actually, I'm not.  You are.  You are going to
give him a blowjob like I taught you yesterday."  I saw a look of horror on
her face and she started to stutter...

"But Mike, no, uh, what if everyone at school found out, and, uh, besides,
he's like, really old."

"No one is going to find out.  Believe me, he doesn't want anyone to know
either.  And as far as him being really old, he's only 45, which isn't that
old, and besides, you know what happens if you don't obey."

I led Cara, who came somewhat unwillingly, to the center of the sitting
area where Phil was ensconced on the couch.

"Phil, I think you will enjoy this, but let me set the mood for you.  I
think you will enjoy Cara so much more if she is naked."  With that I undid
the top of her 2 piece suit, and removed it.  I caressed her little titties
for a short time before running my hands down her smooth body and catching
the bottom piece of her suit, pulled it down her legs, having her step out
of it.  13-year-old Cara was now naked with 2 men enjoying her beauty.

I ran my hands back up her legs and fingered her pussy a little before
instructing her to sit on the couch with Phil.  "Remember Phil, oral only.
I will be back in about 30 minutes.  You two enjoy yourselves."

With that I left Phil and Cara so that Phil could enjoy Cara's naked form
with a little privacy, and the blowjob he was about to receive.  I knew I
could watch it all later, as it was all being filmed, though neither of
them knew that.

I let myself out of the office and headed down to the main level.  I wanted
to check on some things in the snack bar.  We had just installed a new
soft-serve ice cream machine, and wanted to make sure it was working
properly, and check some other inventory.  I kept myself busy until the 30
minutes was up, and then headed back upstairs.

I let myself into the office, and Cara was just getting dressed, while Phil
lay on the couch naked, watching her.  I could see that Phil had enjoyed
himself completely from the smile on his face.  I told Cara she had done
very well, gave her a couple of coupons for her and her sister to have
something from the snack bar, and sent her on her way, with the warning to
not say anything, or else.  She assured me she wouldn't say a thing.

After she left, I sat down at my desk, and burned a copy of the session on
to a DVD for Phil to take with him, a little bonus he was unaware of.
After he had dressed, I went and sat down opposite him in the lounge chair.

"So, was it worth the investment Phil?"

"Shit, that was the best $200 bucks I ever spent.  Thanks for setting that
up.  Do you think there might be a chance that I could fuck her some day?"

"We'll see Phil.  I don't want to push some of these kids too hard, or it
could all blow up on me, you know?"

"Yea, I follow you.  What's that in your hand?"

"Oh this?  It's a little bonus for you.  I burned a copy of your session
with Cara for you to take home and relive the memories."

Phil seemed a little shocked.  "You filmed all of that?"

"Oh yes Phil.  You see, I can't be too careful.  Consider it my little
insurance policy that you won't have a change of heart, and try to
interfere in my setup."

"Mike, we have all the same interests.  Why would you think I would do
that?"

"I don't Phil.  But stranger things have happened.  And since a copy of
this would end up in the hands of the authorities if anything were to
happen to me, then I know you will keep our business dealings extremely
confidential."

"I understand Mike.  And I can appreciate where you are coming from.  It
only makes sense.  And I will enjoy watching that young girl go down on my
shaft again.  It was fantastic."

We both stood, and I shook his hand, and gave him the disk.  "Enjoy it
Phil.  But don't let your old lady get ahold of it!"

He laughed.  "I hear that, buddy.  I'll call ya when I think I can get a
little money together again."  With that, he headed out of the office and
down the stairs.

I went to the computer and placed an order for supplies for the snack bar.
I was just finishing up when Jory knocked on the door.

I opened the door and let him in.  He hadn't changed to go swimming yet,
and was wearing cut off jeans and a t-shirt.

"Hey Mike.  What's up?"

"Hi Jory.  I wanted to tell you what a great job you did in the locker room
yesterday.  Did you enjoy yourself?"

"You know me Mike.  I'm always ready for some sex.  I enjoyed everything,
except, well, I didn't really like Frankie being so rough on me.  I kept
gagging as he was fucking my mouth, but he wouldn't slow up or pull back or
anything."

"I know Jory.  And I'm sorry that happened.  But I think you will enjoy
what I have planned for him.  As a matter of fact, hang on a sec."  I went
to the window and looked out over the pool.  It took me a few minutes, but
I finally spotted Freddie, getting ready to do a cannonball from the diving
board.  With his bulk, he would make a terrific splash, which he did,
annoying a number of ladies sitting by the edge of the pool sunning
themselves.

I picked up the phone and hit the intercom button that buzzed the lifeguard
stand.

"Yes Mike?"

"Steve, the kid that just did the cannonball, Frankie?  Send him up to my
office right now would you please?  I want to discuss manners with him.  I
don't think those ladies are very impressed with his abilities."

Steve chuckled into the phone.  "I think you're right Mike.  But then
again, the ladies shouldn't sit by the side of the pool if they don't want
to get wet!"

"I know Steve, and I'm not mad at him.  Just want to explain a little
common courtesy to him."

"Ok Mike, I'll send him up."  And with that, Steve hung up.  I saw him blow
his whistle a couple of times, and when he had gotten Freddie's attention,
he waved him over.  I saw them talking, then Frankie climbed out of the
pool, and headed towards the main building.  A minute later, there was a
knock at the door.  Before I let him in, I told Jory to go wait in my
private bathroom for a minute until I told him to come out.

I went to the door, and let Frankie in.  "You wanted to see me Mike?"

"Yes Frankie, I did ask Steve to send you up."

"Steve said it was about my splashing those ladies by the pool.  But gee
Mike, I was just having fun."

"I know Frankie.  Come sit down here.  I want to explain something to you."

"Wow Mike, I didn't know you had such a nice office."

"It serves me ok Frankie.  Now please sit down."

Frankie sat on the couch, and I stood over by the TV.  "You see Frankie, I
know you were just having fun, and to be honest, the ladies shouldn't sit
by the side of the pool if they don't want to get wet.  But, if you think
about it, couldn't you have waited to do your cannonball after they had
moved on?  Or maybe warned them about what you were going to do in case
they wanted to move?"

"I guess so Mike.  I just didn't think about it."

"I know Frankie.  That's the problem.  Sometimes you are so caught up in
what you are doing, you don't stop and think about what happens to other
people, or what they are feeling.  Just like yesterday."

"What did I do wrong yesterday, Mike?"

"You don't remember?  Well, let me show you."  I went over and grabbed the
disk with Frankie's blowjob on it, and put it in the player.  I skipped to
the chapter in which he was featured, which started with him and Jory at
the urinals.  As I hit the play button, I said, "I think this will remind
you of what I'm talking about."

The screen came to life, and Frankie saw himself and Jory at the urinals.
He watched as the two boys walked to the shower room, and Frankie pushed
Jory to his knees.  The look on his face was one of shock.

I hit pause on the remote.  "Now do you remember what I'm talking about?"

"How did you get that?"

"It doesn't really matter how, does it?  The fact is I have it, and I think
in order to teach you some manners, I had better take a copy to your
mother."  When I said that, all the color drained from his face.

"Oh, no man.  No, Mike, don't do that please.  I just got carried away.
And besides, that kid started it.  He ASKED me if I wanted a blowjob."

"That kid is only 14 years old.  Do you think your mother will be impressed
seeing you skull fuck a 14-year-old kid?  Or maybe the authorities would
like to see it.  You are 17 Frankie.  I imagine they will try you as an
adult.  Do you think you will like jail Frankie?"

"No Mike.  No please.  What can I do to make up for it?  Really Mike, help
me out here man.  I don't want my Mom to know, and I sure don't want to be
in jail.  Please Mike, what can I do, I'll do anything."

(Ah, dear readers, how did you know he was going to utter those words?)

"I don't know Frankie.  This is pretty serious.  I think we just better
call your Mom and have her come up here now."

Frankie liked to think he was a tough kid, but he was only 17, and his
life, as he knew it was all about to end.  That took all the starch out of
his sails.  He pleaded.  "No Mike, please, anything.  You name it, and I'll
do it.  Anything Mike."

"OK Frankie, here's the deal.  You do everything, and I mean everything I
tell you to.  And not just today, but whenever I tell you to do something,
you do it.  Got it?"

"Yea Mike, I got it.  Thanks Mike. I'll do anything you say."

"I know you will Frankie.  And if you don't say anything about what you
have to do, then I won't have to show your video to you Mom or the cops."

"Jory, would you join us out here now?"

As Jory walked out into the room, I didn't think Frankie's jaw could drop
any lower, but I think it hit the floor.

"What's he doing here Mike?"

"Well, I don't know if that is any of your business Frankie.  But what he
is going to be doing very shortly is enjoying a blowjob.  From you."

"No way man.  He's the faggot that likes to suck cock.  He's..."

I cut him off right there.  "Stop right now Frankie.  If I here you use the
word faggot again in my presence, you will be in jail so fast your head
will spin."

"Ok, sorry Mike.  But I can't give him a blowjob.  That would just be too
gay."

Jory was just standing and enjoying this, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Oh heck Frankie.  The blowjob is just the beginning.  Just relax.  We are
going to have a very pleasant afternoon.  Now kindly remove your swimsuit."

"What?"

"You heard me.  Get naked boy."

Frankie pulled down his swim trunks, then stood there covering his genitals
with his hands.  "What are you hiding boy?  I've seen your video, Jory has
blown you, and besides man, you have a great cock.  Now move your hands."
Frankie let his hands fall to his side.

"Now Jory, come over here."  Jory came and stood beside me, enjoying the
sight of the naked teen who had gotten a bit rough with him yesterday.
"Would you like a blowjob from Frankie to even the score a bit Jory?"

"You bet Mike, you know that would be great."  With that, Jory practically
tore off his clothes he was so anxious.

"Why don't you sit there on the couch Jory, and Frankie, you get down on
your knees between his legs."  Both boys complied, one much more
reluctantly than the other.  "Go ahead Frankie, his cock won't bite.  You
know what feels good, now just do that for Jory."

With little finesse, Frankie started sucking on the 14-year-old cock in
front of him.  I reached down and started feeling up the big ass on
Frankie.  He jumped and pulled off of Jory's dick.  "What the hell?"

"Relax Frankie.  Both Jory and I are going to enjoy you today.  Now get
back to sucking that cock."

Frankie took Jory's stiff boy meat back into his mouth, applying suction
and moving up and down on it.  In the meantime, I started running my
fingers up and down Frankie's crack, finally centering on his hairy little
pucker.  He pulled off of Jory's dick once again.  "What the hell Mike?"

"Look Frankie.  We discussed this.  You do as your told, or plan on being a
boy toy in the jailhouse.  Now would you like to continue, or would you
like for me to get on the phone?"

Frankie didn't say a word, just went back to sucking Jory's stiff prick.  I
resumed my ass play, while reaching into the end table drawer for a tube of
lube.  I greased up a finger and began running it in and out of Frankie's
tight ass hole.  His ass may have been XL, but his hole was definitely
virgin.

I added another finger, stretching his hole, and then a 3rd.  He must have
liked when I fingered his prostate, as I heard him moan around Jory's cock.

I pulled my clothes off, joining the boys in their nudity.  Rubbing some
lube into my stiff prick, I brought it to Frankie's teenage boy pussy.
Slowly I began to press inward, feeling a lot of resistance.  "Push out
Frankie, like you have to take a dump.  It will make it easier on you."

As soon as Frankie started pushing out, I popped the head of my cock into
his pussy.  "Oh shit Mike, it hurts.  Please take it out."

"It will get better Frankie, believe me.  Now park that dick in front of
you back in your mouth."

Frankie again started sucking on Jory's dick, all the time moaning around
it as I slowly filled his ass.  When I finally reached bottom, I looked up
at Jory.  He was looking down at me with a look of awe on his face, like he
couldn't believe all of this was happening.  I smiled at him, and he gave
me a thumbs up before leaning his head back and closing his eyes, enjoying
having his boy meat sucked.

I reached around Frankie and began toying with his flaccid penis as I
started to slowly move back and forth in his tight ass.  As I manipulated
his cock, it started to inflate to its full 7-inch glory.  As I pumped his
ass, I jacked his cock in the same rhythm, doing each faster and faster.  I
began to feel the cum start boiling in my balls, aching for release.

Apparently the stimulation of my cock going over his prostate was too much
for the teen, because all of a sudden his cock started jumping in my hand,
shooting his huge load onto the floor.  When his happened his ass clamped
even tighter on my dick, causing me to start pumping my load as far up into
his ass as I could.  I must have shot off 7 or 8 times.

When his orgasm had started, Frankie had pulled off Jory's cock, which was
nearly ready to erupt.  Seeing his chance, Jory quickly jerked himself the
rest of the short trip to his orgasm, spraying his boy seed all over
Frankie's face.

Frankie collapsed with his head in Jory's lap.  I slowly pulled my
softening cock from its tight sheath, and sat back on the floor.  Jory, for
his part, sat there smiling, enjoying both the after affects of his
blowjob, and the look of Frankie's face covered in his cum.

As Frankie came around, I informed him he was almost through.  First I had
him use his fingers to wipe as much cum from his face as he could, and eat
it.  Then I had him eat his own cum that was covering my hand.  "Like the
taste Frankie?"

"Well, I ate oysters once, and they were worse than this.  I don't think
it's all that bad."

"Well, let's get you cleaned up.  Jory, Frankie, follow me."

I led the way to my private bathroom, and instructed Frankie to sit down in
the bathtub.  "Now Frankie, I don't want you to take this the wrong way.
You've been a good sport up to now, but there is one final thing that is
going to happen.  And as it does, I want you to remember.  Common courtesy,
Frankie.  Just think about those around you, and the consequences of your
own actions."

I leaned down and whispered in Jory's ear.  He nodded his head, giggling.

"Open your mouth Frankie, and keep it open."  Frankie did as he was told.
With that, both Jory and I began spaying him down with our pee.  We covered
him from the top of his now soaked hair down to his hairy balls.  And we
both made sure to hit his open mouth.  "Now swallow Frankie."  Frankie did.
I let Frankie sit there for a minute, covered in our piss.

"Ok Frankie.  I promise, you be considerate of others, that will never
happen again.  Now stand up, and we'll all get showered."

After we had all showered, me washing both the boys, and enjoying feeling
up their young bodies once again, we all got dressed.  As they were
leaving, I reminded them both of the consequences of their letting any of
this get out.  Once again, they both promised absolute silence, neither of
them wanting me to get them into so much hot water.  Why none of these kids
had realized that I could never go to their parents without giving the game
away, I'll never know.  But so far, so good.

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Well, as you can see, I got chapter 4 out sooner than I expected.  But
don't get spoiled!  LOL.  Time is still short, and I can't guarantee
chapter five will come quite as quickly.  Hope you enjoyed this
installment.  If so, get a rag and clean off the keyboard!

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