Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2011 21:56:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Damian <nvtahoeus@yahoo.com>
Subject: Facing My Fear with Aaron - Part 4

This story is a fictional tale of an 18-year-old North Dakota farm boy,
Lonnie, who falls for his younger brother's swimming instructor, Aaron, and
is forced to come to terms with how much Aaron reminds him of a long-lost
childhood friend.

No minors were harmed in the writing of this story, but if you are one you
should probably go find something else to do.

Please do not reproduce this story in any form without the permission of
the author.  Feedback is welcome at nvtahoeus@yahoo.com.  We Nifty authors
like to know if you're out there reading our stuff and finding it worth
your time.  Thanks.

-- Damian


PART 4

The rest of the week dragged by at glacial speed.  Aaron and I talked on
the phone a couple of times.  I had to hear his voice to convince myself
that this was really going to happen again.

I had taken a small bag to work with me that Saturday morning so that I
didn't have to go home afterward.  I raced to his house as fast the bus and
my nimble feet could take me.  Finally the moment came.  I took a deep
breath to calm my nerves and impatiently rang Aaron's doorbell.

He opened it, with only his head peeking out, smiling sheepishly.  I
stepped in.  As I suspected, lover boy was already naked.  There was a
full-length mirror behind him, so I could see it all -- and it was all as
gorgeous as I had remembered from last Tuesday.  I pretended to look
shocked, but I wasn't very convincing.

We fell into each other's arms and embraced like it had been a year,
instead of only half a week.  I loved holding his nude body and felt a
powerful surge of excitement and emotion as I hugged my new lover once
again.

Breaking the hug, he wasted no time pulling my clothes off.  I was finding
that it was quite fun to have someone strip me.  Soon my briefs were
sliding down my bare legs and we were both naked, right there in his front
foyer.  We kissed hungrily, running our hands freely over the other's body,
everywhere we could reach.

"Won't this freak out the pizza delivery guy, Aaron?"

"Oh, I'm sure he's seen it all before.  Besides, we're cooking hamburgers
on the grill tonight."

"Well, I hope you have an apron.  I wouldn't want that sexy dick of yours
to get hot grease on it."

"If it did, would you kiss it and make it well?"

"All night long if you want me to."

We smiled and kissed again.  God, I love his mouth!  I love all of him.

"We'd better break this up or we'll wind up going to bed hungry," he
teased.

"Was something said about a cold beer?  Maybe that'd cool us off."

"It would take a lot more than that to cool me off with you here."

Aaron smiled and picked up all our discarded clothes and carried them back
to his bedroom, telling me to wait out on the patio for him.  Like last
time, it was dark already, and the backyard and pool shimmered in the
subdued light.  I looked up and saw the stars out in full force and the
moon on the horizon.  I reveled in the fact that I'd be naked here with an
equally naked Aaron until Monday morning.  This was going to be a great 36
hours!

I felt sure that Benny was up there somewhere looking down on us, pleased
with the job I felt sure he'd done in bringing this about.

"Whatcha thinkin', dude," I heard as I felt a cold can of beer on my naked
skin and a tender kiss on the back of my neck.  A slight breeze tickled
other parts of my body.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Romeo?"

Aaron handed me my beer, and I turned around to "clink" our cans together
to toast the weekend.

"To a 36 wonderful hours together," I said, raising my can and smiling into
his eyes with mine.

"Looks like you're having fun already," he teased, grasping my dick, which
had risen to almost full mast in the breeze without me even being aware of
it.

"Go easy with that thing," I chided.  "I'm saving it for some after-dinner
delight."

"Fine -- as long as that activity includes me.  I just thought I'd check
out what's for dessert down there before we start cooking."

We sat at the patio table as close together as our chairs would allow and
enjoyed our beers and a few snacks Aaron had put out.  With our free hands
we stroked each other's bare thighs...and more...as we talked about the
past few days.

"If you keep that up, you're not going to get any dinner," Aaron said after
a while with a lascivious grin.  "Let me fire up the grill so we can get to
it."

After he had the grill warming up, he came up behind my chair, and I could
feel his hardening dick on the back of my neck.  I leaned back, looking up
at the stars again, and he leaned over and gently kissed my face upside
down.

He sat down again after a while and took another swig from his beer.  I
watched the muscles in his throat as he swallowed.  Was there any part of
this guy that I couldn't be fascinated by?

When the grill was hot enough, he went into the kitchen and came back with
the raw hamburgers and a couple more beers.  This time he was wearing a
full-length apron, tied in the back just above his beautiful bare ass.

"I see you brought the buns, too."

"Are they to your liking, sir?"

"Very much so.  You've got all the right stuff, kiddo."

He flashed me another smile.  Could this get any better?  Silly question --
I knew the best was yet to come.

Pretty soon we had a feast in front of us -- hamburgers, potato salad, corn
on the cob, and, of course, more beer.  All I knew of food was how to eat
it.  If this guy could really cook like this all the time, we'd be a
perfect team.

After dinner I helped him clean up the kitchen and put the leftovers away.
There was some music playing in the background.  I pulled my lover to me,
and we slow-danced right there in the kitchen.

"Was something said about another swimming lesson?" I asked eventually.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to go swimming on a full stomach?"

"I never went swimming, so no."

"Well, it's a myth anyway.  Let's just go in the water and hold each other,
like we did last time, Lon."

"Works for me, handsome."

We walked hand in hand to the pool and stepped in like last time.  It still
felt unfamiliar, but I wasn't nervous about it like I was last time.  We
walked toward the center of the pool until we were in chest-high water.  We
bobbed up and down, enjoying the feel of the water and the feel of naked
wet skin -- our own as well as each other's.  To my surprise, I actually
felt almost unafraid.

Aaron put his arms around my neck.  I wanted to feel his legs around my
waist and hold him up by the butt like he'd held me when we kissed for the
first time.  I grabbed the back of his thighs and pulled them until his
feet crossed at the small of my back.  His wonderful body was all mine, and
our lips met softly as before -- first with little baby kisses, then
becoming more and more urgent.  Our cocks went fully hard, and I lowered
his butt a bit until he could feel my hard-on graze his butt crack.  I felt
his next to my tummy.  The long wait this week had been worth every minute
of it.  I was his -- he was mine -- and the night was sublime!

After a while Aaron unhooked his legs from me and told me to stand with my
feet as far apart as possible.

"I'm going to let go of you now, Lon.  You okay?"

I was standing in the water and not holding onto anything and felt a little
uneasy for the first time since we'd gotten in the pool.  Aaron bobbed in
and out of the water playfully.  Then he dove way down and swam between my
open legs -- front to back, then back again.  He surfaced and dove
repeatedly, his shiny wet buns looking delicious whenever they rose to the
surface.  He was like an oversized otter -- totally at ease in the water.
I envied him.

"Okay, it's your turn, dude," he said as he stood again in front of me.

"No way, man.  You know I can't do that."

"Well, maybe not like that, but you need to stretch your limits a little
more each time we do this."

He led me over to the side of the pool and had me reach back and hold the
edge of it with both hands.  He gently lifted my legs until I was almost
horizontal.  I started to panic, but he assured me that he wouldn't let go
of me.  He wanted me to try floating on my back while he held me up and
wisely knew that I needed to hold onto something hard (other than his
dick).  I looked up and saw the stars.  I could sense Benny watching us.

"Keep your head back and just let me hold you up, Lon.  I won't let go of
you.  Okay, good, you're doing great.  How does that feel?"

"Awesome...and scary at the same time," I replied.

After a while, he continued.  "Can you let go of the edge now?  Just trust
me to hold you up."

I reluctantly took my hands off the pool edge and put myself totally in
Aaron's hands.  I was floating!

"Don't forget to breathe -- you can't hold your breath forever, you know."

"I'm afraid to breathe," I gasped.  "I'm afraid I'll go under if I relax
that much."

"You're going nowhere, buddy.  You're doing just fine."

I started taking tentative breaths and trusting Aaron to keep me afloat.
It was working.

"Kick your feet a little and move your hands -- that'll make you feel more
buoyant."

I did as he said, and he was right.  I felt like I was taking more control
of my body.  I did this for quite a while, but then I suddenly realized
that I couldn't feel Aaron's hands anymore!  But I was still afloat -- what
was happening?

"You're floating all by yourself, kiddo.  How does it feel?"

"Great, but I'm getting tired.  Gotta stand up again."

I got to my feet -- we were still only in chest-high water.  Aaron gave me
a hug and said, "I think that's enough for your second lesson.  You're
really picking up on getting comfortable with the water.  I'm proud of
you."

"I can't believe you let go of me," I chided.

"My arms were right under you.  You weren't going to sink.  You just got to
the point where you didn't need me anymore."

"Not so, teacher.  I don't ever want to get to that state," I said with a
wink and a smile.  "Maybe I can in the water, with a few more lessons, but
I think I'm going to be needing you on dry land for a long time to come."

"I hope so, Lon," he said as he looked me straight in the eye.  "I really
do hope so."

I couldn't believe I was hearing those words from him, but I knew he meant
it.  I felt myself tearing up.

We kissed again and held each other tightly.  Aaron took my hand and led me
up the steps, where there were some dry towels.  We took turns drying each
other off, paying lots of attention to those "hard to get at" areas, if you
know what I mean.

When we were dry, we threw our towels around our shoulders and walked
inside, heading straight for the bedroom.  We were both hard with
anticipation of what was next.


Aaron sat down on the edge of his bed and positioned my naked body directly
in front of him.  The moon was bright outside his window, so we didn't need
any lights on.  He ran his hands all over my body, taking in every muscle
and contour and giving me delicious goose bumps.  He seemed to revel in my
smoothness -- hardly a hair on me except in my pits and between my legs.
It was in stark contrast to his soft chest hair and fuzzy legs.

I thought he'd pull down my foreskin with his fingers like he did last time
on the pool deck, but this time he used his lips and tongue to do it, while
he played with my balls and my butt with his fingers.  I was so hard I
thought I'd break!  Repeatedly, he brought me almost to the edge and then
let up, not wanting me to come yet.

Not taking his mouth off my cock, he eventually reached over and got
something out of his nightstand drawer.  He pulled off and the next thing I
knew I was feeling a condom sliding down my hard-on.  I'd never had one on
before, and it felt amazing.

Without a word, he got up on his bed on his knees and elbows, his fine
young ass high in the air.  Even in the relative darkness, I could see his
hole, which invitingly beckoned my sheathed manhood.  I hadn't expected to
have this opportunity quite so soon, but it was clear what he wanted me to
do, and my aim was to please.

Silently, so silently, I guided my lubed rocket into the Promised Land.  I
didn't quite know what to expect, but I had no trouble entering him.
Apparently I wasn't the first one up this love chute, but it didn't matter.
Right now, I was the only one and I was loving it.

After I had the head of my cock inside his sphincter ring, Aaron asked me
to stop for a minute, which was not an easy thing to do when you're as
excited as I was right then.  After getting the green light to continue, I
slowly worked my way in as deeply as my six inches would go, rocking back
and forth and feeling the intense sensations of being inside my lover for
the first time.  He was moaning with pleasure as I plunged and withdrew,
plunged and withdrew, plunged and withdrew.  I knew I was quickly building
to the most intense orgasm of my young life and was literally shaking with
pleasure and desire.

On about the tenth plunge, I knew it was time already -- I couldn't hold
out any longer.  I filled my condom with my love juices while reaching
under and stroking Aaron's very hard cock and low-hanging sperm makers.  I
leaned over and put my face on his back, gasping for breath from the
intense experience of fucking my brother's naked swimming instructor for
the first time.  But now he was much more than that -- he was my wonderful
new lover.

My softening cock finally plopped out, and I took a moment to pull off the
very full condom.  I looked at it with amazement -- did that all come from
me?

By now, Aaron was on his back with his arms inviting me to lie down on top
of him, which I gladly did.  We kissed -- tenderly, romantically, like I
had always dreamed of doing to Benny when we got older -- except that I was
the only one of us who got older.  Benny would forever be 10.  Aaron was
someone I could grow old with -- for real.

After a while, I noticed that Aaron's hard-on was begging for some
attention.  I wasn't ready to be fucked yet, but I really wanted the taste
of him again.  I stroked his body all over with my hands while taking his
cock into my mouth -- wow, I loved it so much!  He didn't last much longer
than I did and soon filled my mouth with his warm, pungent cum.  I
swallowed -- I had a part of Aaron flowing through my body.  We both soon
drifted off to sleep.


The next morning I awoke with my usual wood -- and full bladder.  I slipped
out of bed and walked across the hall again, making sure to close the door
this time.  I probably should've thrown something on first, but I was in
too big of a hurry.

"Good morning, Lon," I heard as I was going back to Aaron's bedroom after
pissing.  It was his dad again.  Seems we have the same piss schedule in
the morning.  I turned and said "Hi, sir," kind of sheepishly.

"You can call me Ted.  From what Aaron tells me, it sounds like I'll be
seeing a lot of you here.  I'm glad -- Aaron is quite fond of you, and I
think you're good for him."

Ted had already succeeded in seeing "a lot of me" -- more like "all of me."
It was like he wanted to have a conversation with me in my birthday suit
here in the hallway.  I decided if he wanted that, it was okay with me.  My
cock was still half hard and pointing straight in his direction.  I saw him
look directly at it.

"Thanks, uh, Ted.  Aaron's a great guy, and we're having fun getting to
know each other."

"Well, make yourself at home here.  And don't bother getting dressed on my
account."

"Umm, thanks.  See you at breakfast?"

"I'll see you boys in the kitchen about nine, if you can drag Aaron's sorry
ass out of bed that soon."

I smiled and retreated to the bedroom.  Aaron was still asleep.  He'd heard
none of that awkward exchange.


I fell back asleep, and Aaron woke me up about 8.  I was on my side, facing
him, and he was playing with my chest and nipples, which were hard as
little pebbles.

"Mornin' beautiful," I said as he leaned over and kissed my forehead.
"How's my sleepy boy this morning?"

"Mmm, great.  I love waking up next to you -- even if it's still awfully
early out."

"It's not that early -- it's past 8.  I like to go for a morning dip before
breakfast.  Care to join me?"

The thought of getting in a swimming pool was a hurdle for me at any time,
but doing it before breakfast was completely foreign to my North
Dakota-born brain.  But I was for anything that would let me see Aaron
naked in broad daylight, so I said "Sure."

After taking a piss together, we ran out to the pool -- both of us buck-ass
naked, of course.  Ted was out there reading and sipping his morning coffee
as we streaked past him.  He looked up but didn't seem surprised.  It was
like he'd been expecting us.

"Mornin' Dad," Aaron said as we ran toward the pool.  Apparently Ted was
used to seeing his son swimming naked.  It had been his idea anyway --
something about keeping fibers out of the filter, Aaron had said.  I had to
wonder if he had another reason.  Whatever it might have been, Aaron didn't
seem deterred by his father's presence in the least.

He dived right into the pool head first and swam halfway down it,
completely submerged.

"C'mon in, Lon, the water's fine!"

I opted for the safer route into the pool -- down the steps and holding
onto the handrail for dear life.  I had to admit that the heated water felt
good in the cool morning air, and I managed to get into it up to my neck,
all the while holding onto the edge of the pool.  I so envied Aaron for his
ability to be one with the water and wondered if I could ever get that way.

We didn't stay in very long.  Pretty soon we were hungry and needing some
coffee.  We got out and grabbed towels to dry off with, standing only a few
feet from Ted.  We wrapped our towels around us and headed to the kitchen
for that promised cup of coffee.  If it had been five degrees warmer, I
imagine Aaron would have left his wet towel outside.

As we leaned on the counter taking our first sips of the life-giving black
stuff -- both of us were drinking it black, I noticed -- I had to ask, "You
sure your dad doesn't mind us hanging around naked like this?"

"Dad?  No way.  Ever since Mom died, we've been pretty lax about wearing
clothes around the house.  I started it, and Dad didn't object and pretty
soon even joined me.  We always swim naked, of course, and you'll probably
see him doing that pretty soon.  Doesn't your dad ever see you naked?"

"Not for a long time.  My family's pretty prudish about that sort of
thing."

"How about Ronnie -- are you ever naked around him?"

I told him about the joint baths my brother and I used to share and how
they ended several years ago when Ronnie caught me springing a boner.

"That's too bad," he replied.  "I'm an only child, but I always thought it
would be neat to have a brother and not get uptight about seeing each other
naked.  You should invite him over sometime, and we can all go skinny
dipping together.  You need to get over your inhibitions.  Naked is nice --
and very natural!"

"Umm, well, I'll think about it," I said with a shudder.

The rest of the day went, uh, swimmingly.  We ate breakfast with Ted on the
patio in just our towels.  After a swim of his own (yes, naked) Ted went
off to work and left Aaron and me to our own devices.  I'm sure Ted knew
what our agenda would be -- eating, sex, swimming, more sex, a nap, a joint
shower, dinner out at Ted's restaurant (the only thing we bothered dressing
for all day), a night swim, more sex -- what a day!  By the end of it I was
totally in love, and Aaron said he was, too -- right to my face and very
sincerely.  And I believed him.

I nearly cried when I had to leave on Monday morning, but I had a job to go
to, and Aaron had classes.  But I was on Cloud Nine and sure that my new
Prince Charming and I would be spending as much time together as possible.
In less than a week my boring uneventful life had turned suddenly awesome.
But could it stay that way?  Only time would tell.




(This story will conclude in Part 5 in a few days, but not without a
surprise or two!  If you are following this story, please let me know.  I
like reader feedback, and I also like it when you include your first name
and location.  I do answer every e-mail.  Thanks to all who commented on
the first three parts.  You can check out my previous stories on the Nifty
Authors tab.  Thanks!  Damian at nvtahoeus@yahoo.com.)