Date: Sat, 2 Apr 2011 18:13:59 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: Swim Boy and Friends Chapter 2

Swim Boy and Friends 02
By Alex Carbine
April 2011

I have published Chapters 1 & 2 together as Chap.1 is just a scene
setter. Now please read on........

	I must admit that I did not think that I would hear again from
Tommy, for such was his name. But just over a week later I received an
e-mail asking to phone his mobile at a particular time. I presumed that he
would be in a private place when I rang, so he could talk.

	However when I rang as asked, he hurriedly told me to be at the
pool at 7pm on the next day. I could hardly wait for 7pm to come and was in
the pool with about 5 other people when he finally showed up, and was
surprised when he got in the pool in the company of two other boys. I saw
him look at me, and I kept to the poolside, but made no move towards
him. He, for his part, fell into conversation with his two buddies and then
all three swam over to me. "Hi Alex," he greeted me with a big smile. "I
wondered if you would be here tonight." His tight smile that followed
pleaded with me to play along. "Yeah," I said, "There is nothing on the TV
tonight so I thought I would get a bit of exercise. Who are your friends?"

	A grateful smile crossed his face. "Alex I would like to meet Tony
and Mike. They are my best friends and we do everything together." Our eyes
locked on each other and my eyebrows raised a fraction. "Everything." Tommy
mouthed silently. "I told them that you were nice enough to buy me a hot
chocolate last time we met as I was feeling exhausted."

"Yeah!," I replied with a smile, "I was pretty shagged myself."  Tommy
laughed convulsively, turning to his friends. "Come on, let's get some
floats," he shrilled and they rushed away in a cloud of spray.

	After swimming a few lengths, I saw that, except for the three
boys, there was just one other left in the pool, the pool attendant reading
a book and nobody in the seats by the café. The boys were fighting for the
floats and I waded in and took hold of one. Tommy was laughing as usual and
climbed onto it face down. I told him to hold on tight and then shook it
back and forth yelling 'Earthquake' at the top of my voice. The others
tried to clamber on but it was impossible as the float was moving about too
much, and Tommy eventually lost his hold and slipped beneath the waves. As
I warded the other two off the float I felt Tommy swim between my open legs
and his hand firmly grasp my package from behind as he surfaced. As I kept
the other two at bay, Tommy's hands wreaked havoc beneath the surface,
unbeknown to anyone else but grateful me, my stiffening cock and a busy
Tommy. Finally I turned the float over with the two boys on, who
disappeared into the depths, and I turned to Tommy. "What's up Tommy?" I
asked quickly. "You by all accounts," he replied. "What about Tony and
Mike?" "Trust me and play dumb for the moment."

	The other two surfaced spluttering and Tommy suggested we all sit
up on the pool edge and get our respective breaths. All three fought to
reach the side and climb up onto the side, showing one after the other the
glorious sight of their bottoms clad in tight fabric of white, red and
blue. 'How patriotic' I thought. I waded to the pool ladder and then walked
over to the group, standing close so that they had to look up at me. I
could not help notice that not one looked at my face, but all three were
looking at my crutch. I deliberately scratched my balls and re-arranged
them. Their gaze did not waver. I sat down beside them, my feet in the
water.

	Tommy was still wearing the trunks he had worn previously. Their
eyes were still on the shape in my trunks. "Tony is wearing his LASC
contour pouch swim brief, and Mike is wearing his CockSox Enhancer Swim
Brief," said Tommy matter-of-factly. The two looked up and self-consciously
re-adjusted themselves. Tony's briefs were the red ones, Mike the blue. "I
suppose I should say 'I am wearing Andrew Christian Nearly Naked Sports
Trunks," I said with a smile, "but I expect Tommy has already told you."
They looked at Tommy and he nodded saying "It's OK guys. He's with us."
They both visibly relaxed. "So now," I said, "You've got to tell me what
this is all about. I mean, I don't usually have that much interest in
knowing book and verse of what others are wearing." Surprisingly it was
Mike who answered me, "Last summer we were all at a Holiday Camp at
Hastings, and we noticed that we were each wearing 'fashionable' swimwear,
rather than the bikinis that are so flat and tight that they push your cock
and balls up into yourself. We started to talk together, and found that we
were all from around this area, but at different Schools, and have kept in
contact ever since." "A sort of shared interest," said Tony, "like a hobby,
you could say." "And does it just stop there, or are you into 'Fashion
Clothes' as well?" I asked. "We found we had all sorts of common
interests," said Tommy, with the inevitable smile. "Would it be indelicate
of me to ask what other interests?" I asked. There was a lull in the
conversation, what is called a 'pregnant pause'. "Tommy," volunteered Tony,
"e-mailed us about last Tuesday week." "All the details," added Mike. "Blow
by blow, one might say," concluded Tommy.

	It was my time to be left speechless. I looked at one, then the
next, then Tommy. "So you don't keep secrets then?" I said to him
pointedly. If they had been standing up their feet would have shuffled, as
it was they stirred the water with their feet, looking down. Then Tommy
looked up at me and said quietly "Do you mind?" "It seems I don't have a
choice. But there again, and on reflection, I am glad to have met your
friends who have a 'joint interest'. I have to ask though. Has it gone any
further?" All three shook their heads as they said together , "Nope!"
"Because," I said sternly, "I'm a lot older than you, and I have to think
of what others may say." I stopped to let this sink in. "And I wouldn't
want everyone knowing that ...  three young boys, from different Schools,
were having their cocks sucked by me, and vice versa." The boys suddenly
realised what I had said. "Or worse............ if they let me," I then
finished. They twittered, laughed, relaxed, I don't know how to explain it,
but I was a very happy man when Mike simply said, "Yo! Bring it on Dude!" I
had their seal of approval.

	As a member of the Health Club, I had access to the Sauna, and I
stood up, walked round the pool to the Pool Attendant, and asked him to
open the small gate to the Sauna Area. He looked at me, then over at the
boys, then nodded and opened the gate. I went back to the boys and asked if
they wanted to join me in the Steam sauna or the dry sauna. The general
consensus was the dry sauna, and so we all went back to the gate. The
Attendant smiled at me, let us all in and, after a quick shower, we all
trooped into the hot, dry sauna.

	I draped myself on the lower bench and was joined by Tommy, whilst
Mike and Tony sat on the upper bench, looking down at us. I leaned back
against the hot wall, and closed my eyes. I felt Tommy's hands on my cock
and then he turned my cock and balls out of my swim-brief. I was already
more than half hard, and Tommy peeled my foreskin back and took me in his
mouth. Looking up at the other two I realised that Mike was buried in
Tony's lap, doing the same. This went on for several pleasurable minutes,
until Tommy pulled away and stood up. I saw his stiff cock pointing up,
almost parallel with his stomach, silhouetted against the light coming in
through the steamed up glass door. He went over to the door, wiped the
glass at head height and looked out. Satisfied that the Attendant had not
moved, he leaned with his forehead against the glass and reached round to
his two bum cheeks. As I watched, slowly wanking my cock, he pulled his
cheeks apart to reveal his brown, crinkly anus. I dropped to my knees and
caught hold of his hips, my nose pushing up against the base of his spine,
my tongue licking across his hole as he held himself open to me. Then I
held his cheeks apart and his stance changed. He put his hands on the glass
door and pushed himself into and onto my tongue. I heard the boys moving
behind me, and a hand started to pull at my cock from one side, travelling
up and down as another hand fondled my balls through my open legs from
behind. I turned to the side and found Tony using both hands on me. He was
kneeling and his cut cock was at full mast and had a length that was full
of promised pleasure. Mike was kneeling to my left and was wanking Tommy
with one hand, and himself with the other, at speed. I returned to Tommy's
orifice and made wet, slurping noises as I licked his ring, to intensify
the experience for the boys. I pushed my tongue into his ring and felt him
spasm on me. "I'm going to cum," he murmured to everyone. I continued to
probe his ass with my tongue, and Mike moved round to collect his prize
from Tommy. Tommy bucked with his orgasm as he spurted into Mike's waiting
mouth, then Mike was triggered and spewed his cum to splatter onto my left
calf, letting me feel it dribble hotly, lumpishly downwards. I felt Tony
move round to suck me and left off licking Tommy's ring as he came his own
lumps into Mike, and leaned up and back, pushing myself into Tony's
waiting, wanting, hot wet mouth. This was enough to set me off and I pumped
the contents of my balls several times into the boy, before leaning
forwards and bending at my waist and taking Tony himself into my mouth. He
came immediately, and with some force, pumped his young, sweet seed to coat
right to the back of my throat stickily, time and again, and again, such is
youth. After, as I had swallowed all his spew, he moved forward and we
kissed, his tongue savouring the taste of his own cum on my tongue, as I
did of mine on his tongue.

	It took a few moments for the hormones to settle, before we all
stood up and put on our trunks again, tucking wilted, sensitive members
into the waiting pouches. Then Tommy said what we all were thinking,
"Christ that was brilliant! What you say guys? Next time we fuck for real?"
They all nodded in agreement. "Where will we meet?" asked Mike. "I suppose
it has to be my place," I offered, "and pizzas all round." "To next time
then," offered Tommy and opened the door. The cooler air flooded in and I
left the door open to allow the smell of sex and spunk to escape, as I
looked at my watch. Over half an hour had passed. We went out through the
small gate and I turned to the Attendant and nodded. He nodded
non-committally back, but I could not help notice that he had a raging
hard-on obviously tenting in his shorts.

To be continued ...


Please remember that this is a story of fiction -- honest. No animals
were hurt. The world continues to revolve.

I welcome comments, good or bad. Please send to alex.carbine @sky.com