Date: Fri, 02 Apr 1999 22:53:08 PST
From: Jim Carter <jc_thedad@hotmail.com>
Subject: Swim Kid Part 2 (adult youth)

In the story that follows all the sexual parts are pure fiction and should
read as such. It does not mean the author promotes or agrees with sexual
relationships between men and teenage boys.  Please understand that this
story is pure fiction/fantasy, don't try to make it anything else.

If you are not of a legal age where you live to read stories of this nature
or are offended by homosexual behavior, man/teenage boy, teenage
boy/teenage boy, relationships etc.  etc then please do not read any
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Swim Kid

by

Jim Carter
jc_theDad@hotmail.com

Part 2


Chapter 3
Saturday Morning Fever

Do you think that I would be late for the swim meet on Saturday, not on
your life.  The meet started at ten, I was there at a quarter to ten.  Todd
showed me where to sit.  He said he was glad his good luck charm showed up
for this meet.  I sat exactly where Todd suggested would be the best seat.
It was not the best for watching the swimming, but it was best for watching
him.

The usual warm-up came early today.  The swimmers took warm-up laps in the
pool before the meet started.  I got the show from Todd that I had become
accustomed to watching before his races, but this time it started before
the meet began.  When he was finished, Todd did not slip back into his
shorts as the other swimmers did, he sat before me in his Speedo.

Todd's beautiful body, legs, and basket were displayed in every possible
angle.  His ever present smile was there to let me know that he knew how
much this display was having its effect on me.  I was the only person that
could possibly see the show between Todd's legs.  At one point he had one
of his balls showing outside his trunks.  After seeing my protruding eyes
and the reaction in my crotch he slipped it back inside.  God what is this
kid doing to me.

Todd had to swim in a heat race to get into the finals.  Before this race
he did his usual warm-ups, again driving me crazy and causing one hell of a
bulge in my shorts.  Just before the race he came over to me and gave me
the by now expected brush of his basket on my knee.

"Wish me luck, I have to finish first or second to make it to the finals."

"Kick butt kid."  This time I was sure that I said kick.

Todd came in second far ahead of the third place finisher.  He was happy
and came back over to my seat again.

"Now comes the big race, you are staying, right?

"I'll be here."

He was called to where his friends were sitting.  I got the basket brush
again as he left.  How can I let this happen?  This is just a kid.  Why
don't you stop this before it gets out of hand?  This is just a kid.  Then
my activities as a kid entered my thoughts again.

			    * * * * * * * * * *

I told you about all my sexual partners as a child except three.  These
three will be told together simply because they happened at about the same
time.

My best friend for a long as I can remember was Butch.  Butch was a natural
athlete.  All sports came easy to him and he was good at them.  Butch had a
slim build in a muscular way.  We were about fifteen at the time and had
never even seen each others cocks hard.  Yes, we had seen each other naked,
but never aroused.  Butch never took the initiative and neither had I,
until one eventful camping trip.

We were in the Boy Scouts and went on camping trips often.  Butch, Charlie
(Butch's thirteen year old brother), and I were sleeping in my tent.  On
the final night of this camping trip, it was late, but we were not ready to
turn it just yet.  We were setting on our sleeping bags in our under shorts
just talking when

Butch got a hard on.  Of course, Charlie and I couldn't help but stare at
the tent of his shorts.

"What's the matter, haven't you two ever seen a hard on before?"

"Hell, I seen that little thing hard lots a times."  Charlie joked.

"Well, its a lot bigger that yours little brother."

"It can't be a lot bigger from the bulge in Charlie's jockeys."  I had to
add my two cents worth.  By now we were all hard and our jockeys was
straining to hold back excited dicks.

"Why don't we all compare to see just who is bigger?"  Butch my straight
arrow buddy started the ball rolling.

We all agreed and scrambled out of our shorts.  We all moved closer
together and started stroking our aroused members.

"I bet it would feel better if we did each other."  Butch said as he reach
over and held my hard peter.  I let out a moan you wouldn't believe.  It
was great having my best friend playing with my cock.

I grabbed Charlie's hard cock and it felt great in my hand as Charlie
reached for Butch.  After about two or three minutes Charlie said "Lets
switch."

Now I was holding, rubbing and stroking my best friends cock.  I loved just
touching that beautiful symbol of my best friend's manhood, but I wanted to
do much more.

I bent over and started kissing and licking Butch's hard cock.  "What are
you doing you queer?"  Butch groaned, but he did not offer to push me away.

"I am sucking your big dick.  What does it look like?

"Stop, don't, I don't want you to do that.  Its okay to jack each other
off, but sucking is queer.  I don't want to be queer."  Butch's tone and
actions said something different.

I knew Butch was about to cum, his breathing was fast his hips were humping
up to meet my mouth and he had his eyes closed.

"Ohooo Stop, Ohoo that feels soooo good."

Charlie took all this in and couldn't help himself.  He leaned over and
took my cock in his mouth.  I could tell that this was not the first cock
that had been in Charlie's mouth.  He was good.  He was enjoying the blow
job he was giving me.  Our moans caused Butch to open his eyes to see what
was happening.

"Charlie, you're a queer too."

Charlie took his mouth off my cock just long enough to say "Yeah, I guess I
am big brother, if you hadn't tried it don't knock it."  As Charlie lowered
his mouth back down on my cock, Butch shot his load.  It was a gusher.  I
swallowed and swallowed, but couldn't keep up with the flow of his cum.  I
kept sucking until I got all I could and then started cleaning up what had
leaked out.  Butch was spent and laid back tired and exhausted.

Charlie and I moved around into a sixty-nine position and continued our
love making.  Charlie's dick was as big as his brothers and he sure knew
how to use it.  We kept sucking each other all night long, I lost count of
the number, but each cum seemed better than the last.

We tried to bring Butch back into our little party, but he would have
nothing to do with us queer, faggot, mother fuckers as he felt compelled to
call us.  His cock stayed hard watching.  We knew he was lying to himself,
but we were too busy to waste a lot of time in an argument that we knew we
couldn't win.

The next day as we were breaking camp.  Butch said.  "I don't want you as a
friend any more.  You used to be my best friend, now you are just a low
down no good queer.  You stay away from Charlie.  If I ever see or even
hear of you two being together, I swear I'll tell and our folks and they
will put Charlie in a military school."

Charlie said.  "You dumb bastard, that was not my first time.  I have been
doing it with some of my friends for over a year.  You like it too, your
just too scared to admit it.  We saw how your ole cock stayed hard all
night watching us.  You want it, but you're just too dumb or stupid to know
it."

"Wait a minute guys, were all friends here we can work this out.  Lets not
say something we don't mean and will regret later."  My attempt at patching
up our differences flopped.

"No we are not friends.  I'll never talk to you again.  Since we are
brothers, I have to talk to Charlie, but I hate both of you."

I guess he meant every word of what he was saying.  He never has spoken to
me since except for a hello or a grunt when he could not move away fast
enough at school.  I know that his struggle with his own emotions is part
of it, but the hatred is deep also.  Of course, I have not seen him for
many years.  We have both moved out of the old neighborhood (hell out of
state) long long ago.

About the time that my spirits were at their lowest, my cousins came to
visit.

They were not actually cousins, my grandmother was raised by their great
grandmother.  I don't think that we are blood related at all, but if we
were it was very distant.

James, Becky and their parents came down for something (I don't remember
what) and decided to stay the night.  Becky was about a year younger than I
was and James was about three years younger.  James was just young enough
to pester Becky and I.  We didn't want him around, but he was always there
in the way.  Due to cramped sleeping quarters, James and I had to sleep in
a make-shift bed on the living room floor.  He tried several times to talk
to me before going to sleep, but I was cranky and told him to shut up and
go to sleep.  James tried to snuggle up real close to me and I pushed him
away telling him to stay on his side.

During the night I had a very strong sexy dream, I was getting my cock
sucked.  It felt so good that I didn't want to wake up and miss out on the
pleasure, but I knew that if I didn't I would have a wet dream.  I forced
my self awake.  It wasn't a dream.  I was getting my cock sucked.  James
had worked my dick out through the fly of my jockeys and was giving me an
expert blow job.  The feeling was so good that all I could do was pat his
head and run my fingers through his hair.

"Wait a second, let me get out of these shorts."  He raised his head and I
managed to get out of my briefs.  "Where did you learn to be such a good
cock sucker?"

Just before taking my dick in his mouth again he whispered.  "A couple of
my buddies and I do it all the time.  Do you really like it?"

"No man, I love it.  You are good, real good.  How long have ya'll been
doing each other, you sweet mouthed fucker?"

"At least a couple of years.  John's folks are gone all the time, so we
have his house all to ourselves.  John is almost as old as you are, but his
cock is not even close to being as big as yours.  This is the biggest dick
I have ever seen."

"I am about there, keep doing it just like that.  Ohooo baby, that's good.
Damn, I wish I could hold back and make this last.  Here it comes.  Suck
baby, suck my dick.  I'MMMMM CUMMMMMMMING."

James did not let my dick out of his mouth.  As soon as my breathing
returned to normal and I could move I pushed his head away.  "Now I'll
return the favor."  I pushed him back onto his back and reached for his
cock.  He had already removed his under shorts.  He was only twelve and his
dick was not very large, but it was a nice size and seemed to be large for
his age.  He only had a thin line of dark hair on each side of his dick.
The two sides had not grown together in the middle.  The only way he could
have less hair over his prick would be to be hairless.

I took his not so little hairless balls in my mouth first.  He loved that.
James really did like to have is nuts licked and sucked.  I raised his legs
and started licking his baby smooth little ass.  His pucker was perfect and
the heady aroma of boy ass filled my sense of smell.  I licked and sucked
his asshole until he was moaning so loud that I was afraid he would wake up
everyone in the house.

I lowered his legs and started sucking his balls again.  "My dick, suck my
dick, I'm about ready."  James groaned as he thrashed around in the bed on
the floor.

"Okay, give me your cum."  I took his dick into my mouth for the first
time.  His dick was not little by any means and he tasted like all boy.  I
loved the smell, taste, and the excitement of making this kid cum.

Cum he did.  He gave up a big load.  I wouldn't have thought that a twelve
year could cum that much.

"I have been saving that, just hoping that this would happen tonight."
James whispered.  "Can I do you again?  You're hard again.".

"Lets do each other.  You and your buddies ever do each other at the same
time?"

"All the time.  Sixty-nine is the best.  Its like sucking yourself only
better."

We move into position and took our time making each other feel as good as
we could.  We tried every technique we knew and copied what each other was
doing to make it as good as possible for our partner.  We did not sleep
much that night and were lucky enough to wake up when we heard the first
sounds in the house so that we could get back into our jockeys.

I started dating Becky.  They lived in a small town only about fifty miles
from where I lived.  We were pretty crazy about each other for awhile and I
would spend from Friday until Sunday night at their house.  I felt guilty
making it with her brother, but the sex with James was just too good to
stop.  When you have to share a bed with a sex fiend its impossible.

James' peter grew fast and was soon as big as mine and maybe a little
thicker.  He had bull balls.  Those balls were bigger than eggs and they
produced the cum you might expect from balls that any man would be proud to
tote.  A few times we made it with his buddies, but James was a much better
lover when it was just the two of us.

I soon fell madly in love with Pat.  She was beautiful and was just so
pretty that it was almost impossible for people to not stare at her.
Although Becky and I liked being together, we knew we were better friends
than we would make as lovers.  Its nice when you can end a relationship and
still be friends.  Living fifty or sixty miles apart may have helped that
some.  James soon decided he liked girls as well.  We are all still very
good friends.  James and I have never said a thing to each other or anyone
else about how close we actually were.

I married Pat and we were happy for ten years.  It was only after the
stress of having lost a child in child birth that our relationship fell
apart.  I married again two years later.

Since the last time that James and I made love, I had not even thought
about sex with another guy.  Well at least until recently.

Now Todd is haunting my thoughts.  What do I expect to come of this?  I
know it is wrong to have thoughts about sex with this kid.  What in the
world is happening to me?  Am I going nuts?  What in the hell am I doing
here?



******  End of Part 2 ****************


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