Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2006 23:28:57 -0700
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Lifeguard Duty

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated teen and a
preteen. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

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I was 10 when I first met Trevor.  He was 15 and one of the lifeguards at
our neighborhood pool.  Though I didn't completely realize it at the time,
he had an amazing body.  He was blonde and blue-eyed and filled out his
Speedos quite well.  Sometimes I would play in the water in front of his
tall chair and just nonchalantly look up and stare at him until his eyes
would roam back in my direction.  I didn't know why I felt that way.  I
just did.

One day I wasn't being as careful ogling him, and he caught me.  I turned
away quickly and then, after a momentary pause, looked back.  He was still
looking at me, but a smile spread across his face.  I smiled shyly and then
swam away.  Of course I couldn't stay away long, and so I, very cleverly to
me, slowly worked my way back to his part of the pool.  When I was once
again in front of his chair, he unfolded his legs and slouched down a bit
giving me a view between his legs.  I remember being a little excited and
found myself trying very carefully to see more.  Every so often his hand
would reach down and slowly scratch at his leg drawing my attention to his
crotch more.

After the 2nd time with this maneuver, I looked up to his sweet face and
saw that wide grin once again.  Scared, I swam off and got out of the pool
and headed for the bathroom.  I sat down in front of my locker grateful for
the silence the empty locker room provided.  I had stripped out of my
trunks and taken a shower and was now just sitting there with a towel
around my waist lost in thought.

"Hey there," a voice broke my musing.

I swiveled my head to the side and saw Trevor approaching.  He had a hoodie
tied around his waist, the arms folded and blocking my view of the front of
his Speedos.  He had that disarming smile still plastered on his tanned
face.

"Hi Tr. Tr. Trevor."

He was looking around as he came over and sat down next to me, the blonde
hairs of his leg tickling my smooth skin.

"Whatcha doing?"

"Ummm. . . just sitting."  "Yeah?" he said, sitting back and bracing
himself with his hands on the bench.  One of his hands went behind me as it
found its place on the wood bench. "What are you thinking about?"

I shrugged, my skin breaking out into goose flesh suddenly.  "Stuff."

His leg rubbed against mine briefly, and I felt my heart begin to race.

"You come here alone today?"

"Yeah.  Dad is at work."

"Cool," he said, adjusting his position so he was sitting up.  I soon felt
his hand on my shoulder.  Once again I broke out into goose flesh.  "I saw
you looking at me a lot today."

"Huh?  NO I WASN'T!" I protested quickly, my heart really pounding now.

"Dude, it's cool."  He said, his other hand now resting on my bare
thigh. "I don't mind you looking at all."

My mouth felt very dry all of a sudden.  I swallowed hard.  "You . . . you
don't?"

"No," he replied, his hand riding up my thigh further, gently parting my
towel. "Not at all.  I like you."

Really?! I couldn't believe it! "You DO?!"

"Oh yeah!" His hand had crept up my thigh further and was now lost beneath
the white terry cloth.  "You like me don't you?" he asked, his hand now
nearly touching my privates.

I gulped and only nodded my response.  And then shivers passed through me
as his fingers touched my dick, as he would later teach me to say.

"Is this OK?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.

I shivered, bit my lower lip, and nodded yes.

His fingers began tracing a pattern along my balls.  I had never felt
anything like this before!  "Let's go get some privacy shall we?"

I nodded yes and quickly accepted the trunks he handed me.  I put them on
rapidly while he sat watching me.  I followed him out of the room and into
the hallway.  There was a door that was always locked there, and I watched
him pull out a key ring and unlock the door.  He opened it and held the
door open for me.  I entered with him close behind me.  He flicked the
light switch on as soon as the door was closed.

I looked around, and it appeared to be a supply room of sorts, but there
was also a small couch.  He guided me over to the couch and sat down.

"Take your trunks off," he said, smiling, his blue eyes twinkling.

My hands shook as I undid the drawstring and let my trunks slide down.  He
patted the space next to him, and I joined him on the couch.  His hand
electrified me as it returned to my crotch.  I could feel my dick swelling
and becoming hard.  It tingled as his fingers slowly rubbed it and my
balls.

"Wanna touch mine?" he asked.

I nodded yes and licked my lips.

I watched him as if in a trance as he undid the hoodie.  Staring at the
front of his bright red Speeds, I noticed a rather large and long lump.  He
nodded as he spread his legs.  I slowly reached out and touched the weird
lump and then quickly drew my hand back when it twitched under my fingers.

He laughed softly and reassured me it was OK.  I returned my fingers to the
strange lump and traced its outline slowly.  "Is that your wee-wee?" I
asked incredulously.

Again he laughed.  "Yes, but it's called a dick."

"A dick," I echoed.

I watched him undo the strings on the Speedos, and then he sat back.  "Go
ahead and take them off of me," he said.

I reached over and began to pull them down, but it was too difficult.  So I
stood up between his legs and bent over, grabbing the red fabric at his
hips and pulling them down while he arched his back to assist me.  As soon
as the tight swim wear cleared his dick, it sprang up.  "Wow!" I said
uncontrollably.

He smiled broadly and told me to take his Speedos all the way off.  When
they cleared his feet, he spread his legs far apart.  He reached out and
pulled me to him.  He took my hand and placed it on his nuts.  They were
much larger than mine and had hair that was a little darker than that on
his head.

"That feels good, Sean."

I was stunned he knew my name! "You know my name!"

Again that laugh.  "Of course I do."  His hand then guided mine up to his
large dick.  I wrapped my fingers around his cock reflexively and slowly
stroked it up and down trying to explore it fully.  "Oh yeah," he sighed.

"That feels good too?" I asked.

"Oh yeah man, but squeeze a little harder.  Yeah! That's it!"

I stroked him slowly for a while, his fingers working my cock as well.

"Did you know if you put your mouth on it, it gives you a treat?"

"No way!" I said in complete disbelief.

"It's true."

"It isn't pee?"

"No, it's called cum."

"Cum?"

"Yeah. Go ahead and try it," he said, his hand now reaching to my head and
slowly pushing it down.

I watched his cock approach my face, and my face felt hot.

"Open your mouth and put it in.  Suck on it until I tell you to stop, but
make sure your teeth don't scrape it."

It bumped against my lips, and I just couldn't bring myself to open them.

"Come on Sean.  You're like . . . my best buddy."

"Really?" I asked, pulling my head up a little.

"Yeah.  I don't let other kids do this for me," he answered, as if this was
a special treat reserved just for me.

I stared at his dick as I weighed this out.  He pushed my head down
further, and then he raised his hips so his cock was pushing between my
lips.  Still unsure, I let my tongue move forward and licked the head of
his dick.  I heard him suck in his breath.

"Did that hurt?" I asked, genuinely concerned.

"Oh no! That felt good!"

I was surprised at this and licked it again.

"Yeah! Go on!" he encouraged me.

Finally, I took a breath, closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

"YES!" he hissed.

With part of his dick in my mouth, I began exploring it with my tongue.  I
heard his fingernails scraping the couch, and his grip on my head
tightened.

I opened my mouth more wider, and I felt him slowly pushing my head down so
that more of his hard meat entered my mouth.  When he moaned softly, I
began sucking on his dick.

"Move your head up and down slowly while you're sucking," he instructed me
patiently.

I did as he asked, the feeling of his cock a strange sensation against my
tongue.  After a few times of going up and down on his dick, he had me suck
on his balls.  The wiry hairs felt even weirder on my tongue, but I loved
how he moved beneath me in obvious pleasure.

He guided me back to his cock after awhile, and I began sucking it more
earnestly.

"Try taking more of it in your mouth each time you go down," he said.

I began out of curiosity, but the more of his dick I put in my mouth, the
more he moaned, and that motivated me strongly for some reason.  Soon his
hand was pushing my head down more urgently, and his body was rising upward
at the same time.  I grabbed onto his muscular thighs as his movements
became more fierce.  I gagged a few times as his dick shoved against my
throat, but he never stopped moving back and forth in my mouth.  I was
about ready to pull off when I heard him say "Oh Sean!"

With that I shoved his cock deeper down, forcing myself to ignore the
coughing and gagging as it did so.  He held my head down, gave a few more
pumps, and then I began coughing harder as something else began moving in
my mouth.

"Swallow."

I tried to ask what it was.

"Just swallow it!"

I followed his advice and began swallowing whatever was coming from his
dick.  It tasted a bit salty but also a bit sweet.

"Keep swallowing and sucking," he urged me.

I elicited a louder moan from him as I did this.  I soon noticed that the
flood from his dick was waning and calming down, but I continued sucking.

After a few more gulps, he stopped me and lifted my head up.  "That was my
cum."

"That was the treat?"

"Uh huh," he said, sounding short of breath.  "You were AWESOME!"

"Really?!" I asked quite pleased with myself.

"Oh yeah!" he said emphatically and patted the spot next to him that I had
vacated.

I plopped down next to him, unable to take my eyes of his cock.

"Did you like that?"

"Yeah, I kinda did."

"Good!" he said.  "We'll do it again then."

"Really?!"

"Oh yes!" He said, his hand cocking to my crotch where he began briskly
stroking my hard little dick.

I was breathing hard now too.  I felt like I could barely handle the
intense feelings that swarmed my body.  Then he lowered his head and began
sucking lightly on my nipple.  I shivered uncontrollably and felt like I
couldn't breathe.  An intense pressure began building up in my crotch, and
I was moaning as he continued his assault on my cock and nipple.  And then,
suddenly, a wave of intense pleasure washed over me as I felt my cock
twitching.

When the feeling began to slow down, I opened my eyes and started at him
hoping for an explanation of what had just happened.

"You can't cum yet, but that was pretty close."

He sat up, that incredible smile still spread across his face.

"Time to get dressed.  I need to get back to my post."  He looked at his
watch.  "It's 2 right now.  Same time tomorrow?"

I nodded my head yes.  He handed me my shorts.  I watched him carefully as
he replaced his Speedos.  When we were both dressed, he pulled me close to
him, rubbed my face into his crotch.  I took in the scent of him.  "Can't
wait," he said and walked me back to the door.  He turned out the light,
slowly opened the door, peeking out and then quickly ushered me out of the
closet.  "Not a word to anyone, OK?"

"OK!"

He gave me a smile that lit me up inside, tousled my hair, and then headed
back to the pool.

That night I could barely concentrate on anything.  My dad kept asking me
what was up and wasn't too convinced when I told him nothing.

The next day I waited until after lunch and then headed to the pool.  Dad
stayed with me until then and then had to go to the office to work some
more.

As soon as I saw Trevor, my heart almost skipped a beat.  He saw me too and
grinned broadly at me.  I returned his grin and jumped into the water.
Naturally I stayed within his eyesight at all times and anxiously awaited
his signal.  When he finally nodded at me, I practically flew out of the
pool.

I waited for a few mins in front of the closet until he showed up.  He was
grinning already and kept checking around us as he opened the door.  As
soon as it was open, I rushed in.

"Hoped you'd be able to come!" he said, turning on the light and following
me to the couch.  I sat down immediately, and he came over and stood in
front of me.  I stared at the front of his Speedos and could see the lump
growing as his cock got hard.  "You wanting this?" he asked, gripping his
dick through the tight fabric.  I nodded my head vigorously as he playfully
undid the Speedos and pulled them down.  When they were down to his thighs,
he closed his legs, and they dropped quickly.  He stepped out of them and
then moved in front of me, his cock bouncing up and down as he approached.
My mouth began to water as I watched his cock.  I had initially planned to
grab it with my hand, but instead I opened my mouth and let it slide in.

"Oh yeah Sean! Suck my dick bud!" he cooed, his hands going to the back of
my head.  I began sucking wildly, and he had to stop me and say "Slow
down!"

I forced myself to obey him.  I ran my hands up the back of his bare legs
and rested them near his butt.  He moved his hips back and forth.  I
remembered to keep my teeth away and tried to wrap my lips around his cock
more firmly.

"Oh gawd that's incredible Sean!" he said, his movements becoming slower.
He started feeding me more of his dick ignoring my gagging sounds. An
occasional tear ran down my cheek caused by the coughing, but he continued
pumping my mouth, and I desperately tried to swallow as much of his dick as
possible.

Suddenly he pulled out and stepped back.  He reached by me and took some of
the pillows off of the couch and tossed them onto the floor.  "Lay down,"
he said, pointing to the pillows.

I quickly got up and lay down on my stomach.

"No, on your back."

I turned over and watched him kneel down next to me and then throw a leg
over me.  He crawled over me until his crotch was near my face, and then I
watched him position his cock directly over my mouth.  I parted my lips and
opened wide as his cock descended.  As his meat filled my mouth and throat,
I wrapped my arms around his ass, and he began slowly pumping my face.
Remembering how he had liked it before, I pressed my lips around his cock
firmly again.

The pumping picked up speed, and I could feel the hairs on his balls
brushing my chin each time he slid his dick into my throat.  I began
moaning softly, which was muffled by his large dick filling my mouth, and
he began picking up speed.  Soon he was shoving my head firmly into the
pillows as he picked up momentum.  I could hear him moaning and
occasionally grunting as he continued pounding my throat.

His butt became damp with sweat, and I relaxed enough that it felt like I
was taking his whole dick into my mouth.  He was pumping furiously now, and
I could feel small quivers in his lean body, his ass muscles squeezing
together tightly.  Then his cock was shoved deep into my throat, and I
could feel something warm, which I finally remembered was cum, exploding
into it.  I swallowed greedily.

When he had apparently finished giving me the treat, he pulled out and sat
down.  "That was FANTASTIC!" he said.  Without waiting for me to say
anything, he yanked my trunks down exposing my hard dick.  I got ready for
him to stroke my dick, but then I saw his head lowering and then felt his
hot breath on my dick.  I gripped the pillows beneath me as he sucked my
dick in return.  Before that twitching sensation hit, I was bucking against
him wildly feeling like I would jump out of my skin!

When that feeling came that he said was my "dry cum," it felt even more
powerful than yesterday's!  I rested my hand on my forehead while I panted
hard gasping for air.

"I gotta get back to work Sean.  You gonna be hanging around for a while?"

"Uh huh!" I said.

"Good!" he replied, grinning back at me.  I silently wondered if he knew
how much power that simple act had.

We got dressed and headed out.  I watched him from the pool until it was
time to leave.  He waved at me as I left.  When I got home, Dad was already
there.  He greeted me and then announced we needed to find a new sitter
since ours was moving.  I sat down at the kitchen table while he finished
dinner and was in another quiet mood, unable to quit thinking of Trevor.
And then it hit me!

"Dad! I know someone!"

"Who?"

"Trevor, one of the lifeguards at the pool! He's really cool!"

"Yeah? Well, I'll have a talk with him."

Now that prospect did indeed brighten the rest of my day!