Date: Fri, 29 Jul 2011 04:09:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Andrews <jeff.andrews90@yahoo.com>
Subject: Confessions of a Lifeguard Part 2

Thanks for all the emails, guys! They started coming in quick and I've
enjoyed reading every damn one of them. If you didn't get a reply from me
it means I didn't get your email!

Here's Part 2, and I finished it with still not getting to the first pool
shift in the story! But I had fun writing it, and I hope you have fun
reading it.
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Confessions of a Lifeguard: Part 2
Big Mac

The next morning I woke up before little Benjie -- and way earlier than I
usually did on a Saturday. But when I first started to wake up I remembered
what had happened the night before and my cock threw wood big time! And
then I remembered that the little boy I'd done it with was right next to me
in bed and there was no way I could get back to sleep!

I rolled over and looked at the little angel still fast asleep next to
me. Benjie was laying spread-eagle on top of the covers with his pajama
shirt pulled up halfway over his flat little belly. He had one arm laying
over his eyes and his blonde hair was twisted in that "little boy bed hair"
way. So damn cute!

My eyes traveled from his pretty little face down his lean tight body to
his pajama bottoms.  I almost groaned when I saw the boy had a sweet little
tent in his PJs. My cock immediately started leaking juice and I ran my
hand over my hard shaft as I watched little Benjie's chest move
rhythmically in sleep.

I pushed my cum-crusted shorts down and fisted my prick. Slick pre-cum
greased my fingers as they slid across my aching shaft. I played with my
balls as I let myself sink into the sensations running through my body.

He was just a little boy -- and my cousin at that! -- but I'd never
felt such lust for anyone before. It was wrong, I knew -- but I could no
more control it than I could've stopped the sun from coming up that
morning.

I replayed last night's events in my mind as I quietly fisted my stiff
prick. I almost lost my hardon when it occurred to me that Benjie may not
be as happy about what happened as I was. But then I remembered how he'd
smiled with my cock juice smeared all over his sweet little face, and my
cock got even harder.

I was lost in my own little world, stroking myself toward a morning cum,
moaning as I gave myself pleasure. Then I noticed a sneaky little grin on
my cousin's face and saw that he was peeking out at me from under the arm
that covered his eyes. I didn't say a word -- didn't let on that I knew
he was awake.

But I did scoot over in the bed and tug his pajama bottoms down to his
knees. I could see the little shit had not only been watching me but was
clearly enjoying the show! He'd sprung what I'd already started to think of
as a `Benjie Boner' -- the hardest thing known to man!

He gasped as I leaned down and took him into my mouth. All pretence of
sleep evaporated as I licked my way across his smooth hairless groin,
lapping up the erotic flavor of his little boy musk. Instinctively he began
a slow thrust into my mouth as I captured his hard little cock and began to
suck.

It was a lot more leisurely -- and a lot more loving -- than the
frantic session we'd had last night. Just the pure luxury of waking up next
to someone you want to devour in the most personal way, and getting to eat
your fill without any cares.

I didn't have any concerns about him thinking of me as gay, as I had with
his older brother. We were just two boys who'd found something they liked
to do -- a lot -- and were doing it.

Benjie shuddered on the bed as his little prick spasmed against my
exploring tongue -- his dry orgasm electrifying his slender body as it
raced through his legs. My little cousin had discovered the extreme joy of
waking up to a blowjob -- all at the tender age of nine!

My own cum following on top of his. My cock had leaked so much while I took
him in my mouth that it squished in my hand as I slowly fisted it -- then
erupted in a blast of cum that only a young teen could produce! I caught
most of it with my hand, trying my best not to leave a big stain on the bed
for Mom to find.

Pulling off my little boy's satisfied peter, I held my cummy hand out and
started to go into the bathroom to rinse the evidence down the drain. But
for some reason I hated to waste it.  I brought my palm to my face and
stuck my tongue into the thick creamy deposit. Benjie was looking at me
through dazed eyes and he licked his lips as he watched me suck the juice
from my hand.

I reached down and offered him a taste. The feel of his little tongue
darting across the sensitive flesh of my palm was like feeding a small
puppy out of my bare hand. He cleaned me completely and sank back into the
bed.

And that's the story of how I decided at the age of thirteen that I really
was gay -- it wasn't just a passing phase. And I sure didn't need to
worry if the guy who's dick I was sucking knew that I liked doing it. I
can't say I'm out in the open about it even today -- I suppose my parents
kind of know, especially since I gave up dating girls pretty quickly after
I started. But it's not something we talk about here in Texas!

And yes, Benjie and I did keep our playtimes going up until the time his
parents moved the family to Oregon when he was fifteen -- the year after
I went off to school at A&M.  I was there to drink his first cum load when
he finally started his wet cums at the age of eleven -- and his juice was
every bit as delicious as his little prick had been that first night.

And yes, Benjie did turn out to be the fucking stud I knew he'd be. He and
I had a special relationship. We loved one another -- and still do --
as family first and lovers second. So it filled me with pride as I watched
him grow to be such a handsome young man, pursued by every girl in school
and, more discretely, by a few of the boys. I know he popped his hetero
cherry when he was fourteen -- he shared the good news with me that very
night!  And I suspected that he played around with one of his baseball
teammates, though I never asked and he never told.

Maybe he thought it would upset me. It wouldn't have. I had a couple of
friends myself!

This brings us to the present -- to my summer break between my junior and
senior years as an Aggie. And to my summer job as a lifeguard.

I was sitting at a McDonalds just off the main drag close to the community
center where I work -- having a Big Mac and some fries before going in to
do my shift at the pool. I was dressed pretty casually -- had some loose
fitting shorts pulled over my swim trunks, and a wife-beater hung from my
strong swimmer's shoulders. I am proud of my physique. No Adonis, but I
would have to rank myself in the top tier of guys in the looks
department. I know it sounds like I'm bragging and I'm really not like
that. It's just that too many girls had chased after me for me to not know
it.

Dirty blond hair hangs in curly strands around my well tanned face. It may
sound weird, but I've always thought my nose was my best feature -- I
have my Mom's pert little ski- slope shape. But I've been told by a lot of
people -- some girls and some guys - that its my ass that sets me
apart. And I guess my swimming does keep all my body -- including my ass
-- in pretty good shape!

Anyway, I was sitting there plowing through a grease-burger at Mickey Ds
-- doing all I could to ruin that pretty little body -- when three kids
walked over to the table across from me and sat down. It looked like a
group of siblings, and if I guessed right they were Vietnamese - we have a
large Vietnamese population in the Houston area. An older boy, I figured
him to be about fourteen, was there with his little sister and even littler
brother, and he was clearly in charge of this family meal!

The youngest boy brought back memories of Benjie -- even though he was
younger and Asian, his tight little body drew my mind back to the early
days with my cousin. But his older brother was the one who really got my
attention.

He had shiney black hair that hung straight down atop a cute brown
face. His huge brown eyes sparkled as he controlled his younger
siblings. His features were flawless, and his skin was like light brown
silk. He wore the typical outfit for young teens in the Texas heat --
shorts as loose as they could get and a t-shirt that hung low across his
nicely developing chest.  Strong hairless legs ended in a pair of
meticulous, and quite large, tennis shoes.

I couldn't help but wonder how hung this cute little fourteen year old
might be.

I did my best not to stare, but I knew my eyes were wandering in his
direction way too often. He was sitting directly across from me and the
other two kids were sitting opposite him, affording me an unbroken view of
his magnificent young body. I never knew myself to be attracted to Asian
guys, but this kid had me springing wood right in the middle of eating a
cheeseburger!

I drew my eyes away from his crotch and tried to look at anything else, but
his eyes caught mine as I moved them away. I was so fucking busted! I just
hoped this kid wouldn't go running to the manager to rat me out! But
instead of looking shocked, his face lit up with a huge grin at my
embarrassment.

After that it was a little easier to discretely perv his hot young body,
and I did so without getting too obvious. But he knew. And he knew that I
knew.

He obviously enjoyed being the center of my attention, and before long his
hand dropped casually into his lap. With no one able to see except me, he
massaged himself through the loose fabric of his cargo shorts --
sometimes stopping to run his hand up his shirt like he was scratching an
itch, exposing the tight flesh of his flat belly to my heated stare.

The kid knew what he was doing -- he was driving me into a fucking
frenzy. But no one else could see, so we kept our little game up for almost
ten minutes. It wouldn't be too long before I had to go to work, and I was
thankful that my swim suit was keeping my throbbing hard on from being too
obvious. But a little worried that I was creating quite a wet spot on my
trunks that would need to be concealed when I got to work!

He'd worked himself into quite a state as well, and his thin shorts didn't
do much to hide it. What looked like it might be a nice sized piece of hard
teen meat was tenting from his lap and he shamelessly caressed it through
his shorts, keeping the sight away from the younger kids across the table.

I heard him announce to his two siblings that he needed to use the
bathroom. He got up, pulling his shirt low enough to cover his hard on, and
gave me a long stare and a sly grin as he passed my table. I felt my face
flush with heat.

Was that an invitation? Pretty sure it was. Should I follow him into the
bathroom? At McDonalds? Not so sure about that!

But you know what a hard dick will do to a guy! After a respectable wait of
about a minute I got up from my seat and winced as my hard cock got trapped
inside my tight trunks. I made my way to the bathroom.

He was standing at the urinal and gave me a big smile as he saw me walk
in. He was standing several inches away from the white porcelain, and
turned slightly toward me as I came toward him. In his hand was maybe the
prettiest cock I'd ever seen (of course, I think EVERY cock is the
prettiest I've ever seen!). It looked to be about six inches long, and
looked even bigger on his tight body. It was cut, and it was rock hard!
This young man was sharing his most prized possession with me!

"Nice" I grinned as I stood there with a dazed look on my face

"Thanks" he beamed, and turned all the way around -- casually running his
light brown fingers over his meat.

Then he turned and headed into the stall at the end of the room. I stood
frozen to the floor as this kid looked back at me as if wondering what I
was waiting for. I shuffled forward, feeling like I was in a dream. Nervous
as hell about doing something like this in such a public place but
powerless to keep from at least going the next step.

He smiled as I entered the stall, and quickly moved to the side of the
toilet with his cock still out and in his hand. He motioned for me to sit
down and I did. Then I noticed that with the door closed we were completely
hidden from view from the outside. As long as we didn't make a lot of noise
we could have all the fun we wanted!

I reached forward and took his cock in my hand. It was only then that I
realized how bad it was shaking -- not from fear but from lust. I wanted
this boy's cock bad!

He spread his legs in a wide stance as he moved toward me and let his
shorts fall in a heap over his shoes. Thrusting his hips forward, he rocked
gently into my hand and let out a low soft moan. I was still a little bit
shocked at myself for my brazen behavior in a public restroom but this kid
was acting like he did it every day! I stopped stroking his hard shaft just
long enough to release my own cock from its torturous confinement.

Leaning over from my seat, I took a long wet lick across the underside of
his heated meat. He leaned his crotch toward my mouth, settling his
shoulders against the tile wall, pushing his groin into my face. I felt his
almost-hairless balls brush against my chin as I leaned in and took his
whole cock down my throat.

As a teenager I'd always thought Asian guys had little cocks -- don't
really remember where I'd picked up that piece on information. But either
this kid was a real exception or I'd been just dead wrong! He wasn't huge
-- hell, he was just a kid -- but he had a more than respectable six
inches of steel hard dick for me to enjoy.

The skin on his meaty prick was a texture I'd never experienced, not that
I'd had that much experience outside Benjie and a couple of school
friends. His cock had a silky texture to it, and seemed almost slick --
like it was coated with pre cum or something. The taste and texture made my
mouth water and lubed the passage down my throat as the young stud started
to gently thrust his cock across my tongue.

He grunted quietly as I moved from his burning shaft and ran my wet tongue
across his fat little balls. His hand moved to my neck and caught my head
in an embrace between his fingers and his crotch. I licked and sucked my
way across the tender flesh of his inner legs and breathed in his scent as
his balls traveled across the bridge of my nose.

I could tell by his moans he was about ready to pop -- thank goodness no
one had come into the restroom! And I raised up to seize his twitching pole
in my lips just seconds before he erupted down my gullet. Torrents of
steamy ball juice gushed out of his spasming dick as he pushed hard into my
face and drove his pole deep into my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could
and still some juice leaked out onto my chin.

I savored the taste of cum from a kid so young -- boys that age seem to
have a sweeter taste, and I hadn't had the pleasure since Benjie had been
that age. But this kid's ball juice had a different flavor to it. I swear,
mixed in with the musky flavor of boy batter was a hint of garlic and maybe
even a little of the tang of fish. It was a delicious combination! I drank
him in.

Spent, the little stud pulled his dripping cock from my mouth and reached
for a napkin to wipe my saliva from his crotch. Reaching down to pull his
shorts up, he grinned and took a quick grope of my leaking prick before
turning on his heels and unlocking the stall door.

"Thanks, dude" he gushed, with no hint of an Asian accent "See you around"

The huge wad of cum I blew just moments after he left went a long way
toward getting rid of my hard-on. And a quick dip in the pool before my
shift started was enough to get rid of the big wet spot on my shorts. All
in all, I'd had a damn good afternoon!

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