Date: Sat, 10 Sep 2016 07:50:52 -0400
From: Sam Sheppard <samshep2016@gmail.com>
Subject: The Diver in Me (Part 11)

Warning: This story involves sexual activities between adults and young
boys.  Not a word of it is true.  The characters and events of the story
are fictional and are not based on any real person(s) alive or dead.  No
animals or children were hurt in the making of this story.  Anyone who is
offended by this should not read beyond this point.  It is not, however,
your typical slam bam, thank you Sam, story where adult meets boys and
immediately jumps into the sack with them.  There's a little more content
to it than that.  So, if you're looking for a quick jerk off session,
sorry, but this ain't it.  The author of this story believes that such
events should not take place, but acknowledges that many adults will enjoy
reading them.

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Adult – Youth (M,b,B,con)

The Diver in Me - Part 11

There was that damn ringing again.  Persistent and irritating.  In the
dream, every time I shoved my cock in the boy's mouth, the ringing
happened.  And then someone in the dream kept telling me to answer it.
Eventually I woke up enough to realize it was the fucking wake up call
again.  I lifted the handset at the same time that I checked the clock and
here we were.  6:30, again!

I disengaged myself from the naked 11 year old who'd wrapped his limbs
across me and it was off to the bathroom.  After I'd taken care of what I'd
needed to, I pulled on my swimsuit but left my track suit off.  I had some
coffee and watched some TV until, as I'd hoped, there was a light knock on
the door.  I opened it and in scooted Ben.  I quickly closed the door and
gave him a hug.  He walked over to the bed where Owen was still sleeping
and looked down at him.

"Can we fool around while he's asleep," Ben asked.  I said we could if we
were quiet.  Ben and I sat down on the couch and there was an awkward
silence.  I looked at Ben and asked, "Want me to start?"  Ben nodded
quickly.  I reached down and placed my hand on his leg and began rubbing
it.  I drew my hand down to his knee and then up to the leg of the shorts
he was wearing.  I then slid my hand to the inside of his thigh and up his
leg.  This time, I didn't stop at the hem of his shorts.  I slid my hand
right up until it was against his small, firm testicles.  After repeating
this a couple of times, I could see a definite bulge in the front of his
shorts, so I gently placed my hand on top of it and Ben shivered.

"Take off your pants," I ordered Ben.  He stood up, undid the button on his
shorts and unzipped them.  They slid down his slim hips on their own and
puddled at his feet.  His tight swimsuit was tented out by his hard little
cock.  I placed my hand over his penis and rubbed it a few times and then
slid my fingers under his balls and squeezed them gently.  Leaning forward,
I kissed his bulge and ran my lips along the ridge formed by his shaft and
Ben emitted a small sigh.  I sat back up and undid the string on his suit
and pulled them down.  I had to pull the front out to get it over his very
hard erection and once I had, it fell to the floor as well.  Ben stood
there naked from the waist down.  As soon as his suit hit the floor, I
swallowed his tumescent four and a half inch rod right down to the root.
Ben sucked in his breath.  I grabbed hold of his tight cheeks, pulled him
to me and began sliding my lips back and forth along his hard fleshy cock.

"Mmmm, yeeaahh," he sighed as I sucked his hot little wand.  I started to
lift his t-shirt and Ben stripped it the rest of the way of, leaving him
totally naked.  I stood up and took a good look at this blonde beauty.  His
athletic little body was becoming well defined as puberty took hold.  His
chest was well defined with a nice set of strong, developing pecs topped by
dime-sized nipples that, at this moment, stood proud of their muscular
base.  He had the beginnings of a six-pack and very clearly defined lines
from his hips leading down into his small, dark blonde pubic bush.  He had
the quintessential pale, smooth bubble butt; the kind that takes your
breath away and makes you want to fall asleep every night with your face
buried in it.  If this kid wasn't attracting the lecherous attention of
both sexes at his school, including, I'm sure, some of the teachers, I
couldn't explain it.

I asked Ben if he wanted to fool around with Owen.  He smiled and nodded,
so I turned him toward the beds and with one hand on his bum gave him a
gentle shove.  He walked over to the bed with Owen sleeping in it, his
still hard boner leading the way.  He climbed into the bed beside Owen, who
was still naked from last night and I pulled the covers back, revealing
both totally nude young boys lying side by side.  Oh how I wished I'd had a
camera, but that picture was burned forever into my mind anyway.  I grabbed
the KY, climbed onto the bed with them and rolled Owen onto his back.  I
poured lube over both boys' penises and took hold of each of therm.  I
began slowly sliding my hands up and down their slippery tools.  Ben was
already hard as a rock, but it didn't take long for Owen to spring to
attention. As I continued to jerk the boys off, Owen slowly drifted to
consciousness.  As he realized what was happening, he broke into a small
smile.  He turned his head to look at me and suddenly realized that we
weren't alone.  He also realized that not only was he naked and being
masturbated, but so was Ben.  He smiled a little more and then lay back and
shut his eyes.  Ben was looking at my hand as it glided along Owen's cock
so I turned and asked him if he wanted to take over for me.  He smiled and
said, "Sure."

I let go of both of them and moved out of the way, allowing Ben to scoot
over and take hold of Owen's hard rod.  He lay on his side and started
stroking Owen's cock.  Owen then reached out and grabbed hold of Ben's
penis, each boy now jerking the other off.  I stood back, watching the
action unfold before me and it had its inevitable effect.  I was so hard
that my swim suit was stretched almost to it's tearing point.  And it was
starting to get wet.  When Ben asked Owen if he wanted Ben to suck him, I
just about blew my load.  And when Ben slid down the bed and took Owen's
erection in his mouth, I thought I was going to tear through my suit.  Owen
sighed with pleasure as Ben's warm mouth engulfed his entire boycock.  I
suggested that they may want to try sucking each other.  Neither of them
knew what I meant, so I climbed onto the bed and, since Ben was already on
his side, positioned Owen on his side but turned so his face was level with
Ben's cock.  They both reached out, took hold of each others' cock and
began sucking each other.

I could hear both boys start to moan and watched as Owen and Ben's mouths
slid up and down each other's pole.  Owen's eyes were closed and he just
looked like he was really enjoying himself.  I couldn't resist any longer
and joined the boys on the bed.  I got in behind Ben and wrapped my hands
around his fantastic ass, grabbing a handful of those spectacular cheeks.
I spread them apart and, as he continued to blow Owen, kissed and licked
each cheek several times.  Then I slid my tongue between his globes and
licked across his tight pink pucker.  His head shot backward and he
shouted, "Whoooaa.  Oh my god!"  I continued to lick over and around his
small hole while he alternately sucked Owen's penis and moaned.  I took
some of the KY and let it dribble into his crack and slipped a finger
between his cheeks.  I rubbed my finger across his hole a few times and
then swirled it at the entrance to his rectum.  A little pressure and the
tip of my finger popped in, causing Ben to squeal around Owen's cock in his
mouth.  I rotated my finger for a while and then gradually applied more
pressure slipping it in to the middle knuckle.

Ben took his mouth off Owen's penis and moaned, "Unnnn...hhhhhhhh," as my
finger continued its passage deeper into his most personal place.  When I'd
slid my finger in as far as it would go, I wiggled and rotated it, causing
Ben to groan some more.  I slid my finger back out, got more KY and put it
on his hole and then put a second finger against his now looser opening and
slid the tip in.  I heard him suck in air and continued to push until my
second finger was in him up to my second knuckle.  I paused like that and
gently twisting my fingers in his ass, asked him if he still wanted me to
continue or pull out.

"Feels sooo weird, but I want you to do it," Ben said.  I went back to
sliding my fingers in and out of his hole as Ben continued to suck Owen and
Owen bobbed on Ben's staff.

Owen began to pant and moan, "Ohhaahh, ohhaaahh, ohhaaahh, uhhhh, yeaahhh,
ohhh...ohhhh...," his voice rising as he got close to cumming.  And then,
with a loud groan, Owen's penis began dancing in Ben's mouth, his hips
flexed several times, his toes curled and he went over the edge into a
massive dry cum.

Once Owen had settled down, he got right back to blowing Ben.  At the same
time, I added some pressure to my finger and found his little prostate.
When I rubbed across his little button, Ben just about jumped off the bed.
"Holyyffuuuccckkk," he yelled, "Woowww!"

"Feel good," I asked.  Ben just nodded, so I did it again and he squealed
again.

I took the opportunity to begin sliding a second finger into his tight
hole, taking it nice and slow.  As Owen continued sucking his cock, the
added stimulation of his prostate drove Ben closer to his climax.  He began
breathing faster and shallower and moaning, "Huhh, huhh, huhh, ohh, ohh,
ohh, ohh."  He grabbed hold of Owen's head and held it still as he thrust
his rigid penis into Owen's mouth over and over.  And then with a shout, he
thrust one final time and his little body began twitching as his orgasm
overcame him.  "Ahhhhyyeaaaahhh, ah ah ah ah ah ah," he panted with each
thrust.  His cock twitched repeatedly as he spewed his cum into Owen's
eager mouth.  I watched Owen trying to swallow the three or four spurts of
Ben's semen.  He couldn't keep up and some of it slipped out of his mouth,
forming a thin watery coating on Ben's cock.  As his orgasm subsided, Ben
rolled onto his back, panting as if he'd just run a sprint race.

"Oh shit, Owen," he breathed, "that was better'n I thought it'd be."

Owen nodded as he licked his lips.

I had to ask, "What do you mean, than you thought it'd be?"

Ben replied, "Owen and me were talkin' about it yesterday.  We wanted to
see what it'd be like an' we figgered you'd be able to help us."

I realized that that's what they were giggling about last night.

"Oh, I'm more than happy to help," was my response.

"Ya know what," Ben stated, "Owen and me've gotten off, but," looking at
the huge bulge and spreading wet spot in my swimsuit, "you haven't.  That's
not fair."

And with a look at Owen, Ben reached out and ran his small hand over the
bulge, creating an even larger one.  Owen shifted over to me and, as Ben
continued to stroke my rampant erection, undid the string on my suit and
began tugging at it.  The problem was that he couldn't slide it past my
cock.  I lifted my hips and pulled the suit down the rest of the way,
leaving me naked, between two beautiful naked boys.  Nothing like a boy
sandwich when you're the meat in the middle.

Ben wrapped his hand around my penis.  "Wow, that's huge," he said as he
began sliding it up and down my shaft. (You never get tired of hearing
that)

"Thanks," I laughingly replied, "but it's actually about average."

As Ben jerked me, I reached out and pulled Owen to me, took hold of his
head and began kissing his adorable mouth.  He responded by opening his
mouth and sliding his tongue between and across my lips.  The kid had
become a real expert kisser and I was reveling in the experience of making
out with this wonderful 11 year old.  As Owen and I sucked on each other's
lips and tongues, Ben stopped stroking my cock and I suddenly felt him lick
the tip.  Now, that felt nice, I thought.  I felt him place his lips over
the head and slide some of it into his mouth.  He kept taking it in bit by
bit, until I felt him gag.

"Easy, buddy," I cautioned him.  "Just go slow and don't try to take too
much of it all at once.  What you're doing feels fantastic as it is, just
watch your teeth."  He smiled at me, my cock still in his mouth, and slowly
tried swallowing a little bit more.

"Ohhyeah, that feels really good.  Just keep doing that," I sighed.

He started sliding his mouth up and down as much of my raging hardon as he
was able.  I looked down and watched my cock stretch the mouth of this
golden haired 13 year old beauty.  Then I pulled Owen to me so that he was
straddling my chest, but facing away from me, giving me an up close view of
his beautiful ass.  I pushed him so that he was laying down on my chest,
leaving his cheeks right in front of my mouth and began kissing each of
those soft, smooth mounds.  I spread his cheeks and began licking along his
crevice and over his tight little rosebud.  As Owen moaned with my
stimulation of his anus, the sensations being created by Ben sucking on my
cock began to bring me closer to orgasm and made me start to groan.  It
wasn't long until I felt myself getting close to cumming.

I began to groan, "Oohhh yyeeeeaaahhhh, oohhh, uunnnhhhh, unnnhhh, uunnhhh,
OH FUCK.  Ben, I'm gonna cum, oh fuck, Ben, I'm gonna cum."

Ben kept sliding his mouth along my shaft and as my orgasm overcame me, I
cried out, "Awwwffuuuuuuckk here it comes...unnhunnhunnhunnhunnh," as wave
after wave of my cum launched into his mouth.  Ben swallowed and swallowed,
but the amount of cum I spewed into him was too much.  He gagged a couple
of times and it ran out the side of his mouth and down the shaft of my
cock.  He sat up and, as he licked his lips, wiped my cum off his chin and
cheeks.  The vision of Ben sitting there with my cum spread across his
mouth and face is another one that's burned into my memory forever.

I slipped Owen off my chest, sat up and sighed, "Holy shit Ben.  That was
awesome."

We all lay down together, with me in the middle and both boys curled up
against me, their arms thrown across my chest.  I kissed each of their
heads as we lay there.  Realizing, however, that we were getting close to
the time we had to meet the team, I got off the bed, wet a washcloth with
warm water in the bathroom and returned to the bedroom.  I had both boys
lie on their backs and gently washed off their soft little cocks, taking
the opportunity to give them a few strokes as I did.  But before I
instigated something we didn't have time to finish, I gave each boy a quick
kiss on their now clean penises and told them it was time to get dressed.
Over their protests, I pushed them off the bed and we all got ready to go
down for breakfast.

We met the team down at the restaurant and as we were having breakfast,
Marc came over to me.  He wanted to know how he'd ended up in Ben's bed,
and how he'd ended up without his clothes on.  I laughed and explained that
when I'd gone in to get everyone to bed, he'd been fast asleep and that I'd
figured it would just be easier to put him to bed there.  I also told him
that I'd been the one who undressed him.  He nodded, said, "OK," and
wandered off to grab his breakfast.

After we were done, I asked Braeden to come to my room and sent Owen over
to Stevie's room.  I closed the door and asked Braeden to sit down because
we had to talk about something that had me concerned.

"Braeden," I began, "this is kind of a touchy situation.  I know that you
and Katie have become very close this year.  And I think that's great."  He
began blushing and looked a bit uncomfortable.  "But," I went on, "you're
both only 14 and you both have some real potential to become really high
caliber divers.  And I'd hate to see you guys do anything that could
endanger that opportunity."  Now he was looking distinctly uncomfortable.
"You know what I'm talking about," I asked him.  He looked at me wide-eyed
and didn't say anything.  "As the coach of this team," I continued, "my
concern is what you do in the pool and when I'm responsible for you.  What
you guys do outside of that is your concern and your parents.  So I'm
telling you that what happened last night..."  He interrupted and tried
denying that anything had happened, but I stopped him.  "Look, I know what
happened.  I happened to see the two of you when I did bed checks last
night."  That made Braeden really fidget.  "I'm not your parent and I don't
have the right to even discuss how you live your life.  But I'm concerned
and if I can give you some advice, if you and Katie are going to keep doing
what you're doing, I hope you're making sure there aren't going to be any
unwanted consequences."  Poor Braeden.  He looked at me and didn't have a
clue what I meant.  "Braeden," I explained, "I mean, if you're going to
have sex, I hope you're at least using condoms."  The kid looked like he
wanted to dig a hole in the floor and crawl in.  "Listen, I'm not making
any value judgement here, I'm just giving you some friendly advice.  But I
do ask that you guys not do anything on any future road trips.  That would
come back and create a shitload of problems for me as well as you.  OK?"
He just looked at the floor and nodded.  I told him to head back to his
room and get a bit of rest before we had to leave.  He stood up and dragged
himself out of my room.  Most awkward conversation I've ever had.

When the team met back downstairs to go to the pool, Braeden and Katie
exchanged glances when they saw me.  They both came over and asked if they
could talk to me...alone.  We went into one of the small rooms off the
lobby.

"Sam," Braeden began, "Katie and I are really sorry for doing something
that causes problems for you.  We won't do it again."

Katie asked quickly, "You're not gonna tell our parents...are you?"

I shook my head and replied, "It's not my job to report on things that
happen on the road, unless one of you guys is hurt or put in a dangerous
situation.  So, no, I'm not going to say anything.  This time.  But if it
does happen again, that's a different story.  OK?"

They both nodded, thanked me and walked sheepishly back to the lobby.

About 5 minutes later, the van arrived and the kids piled in.  I couldn't
help but glance back at Braeden and Katie in the back seat.  They were
sitting together, but this time there was visible daylight between them and
I had to have a little chuckle.

The meet went well, with Katie taking a first on the 3 meter board and
Braeden earning a third.  I thought he could have won, but he seemed a bit
flat, almost like he didn't have any energy left in the last round of dives
(Gee, I wonder what could have caused that).  Marc took second in his age
group, with some diving that made people shake their heads in amazement.
He missed on one dive and that cost him a first.  Karri and Stevie
represented themselves well, falling just short of the top three.  Ben was
Ben.  He pushed too hard on some of his dives and that caused some serious
mistakes in his technique, with him ending up in sixth.  Owen tried really
hard, but he hadn't had enough time to develop his technique and ended up
in last.  I was really proud of him.  He took it like a man, but I could
tell he was hurt and I made a mental note to have a chat with him when we
got home.

The kids' parents were there to pick them up, so after a quick team
meeting, everyone went their separate way.  Both Katie and Braeden came
over and said "Thanks Sam."  Owen and I climbed into my car and began the
drive home.  I told him how proud I was of him and he just nodded.  He was
pretty quiet on the way home, so I decided to let it ride until we got to
his house.

After what seemed like a long trip, we pulled into the parking lot at
Owen's house.  Owen climbed out of the car and started walking home like he
was on his way to the executioner.  He was so upset that he didn't even
wait for me.  I caught up with him, but once he'd walked in the door he
went straight up to his room.  Carol had come downstairs as Owen had gone
up and he hadn't even said anything to her.

She looked at me in surprise and asked, "What was that all about?  Why was
he so upset?"

I explained what had happened and that he'd been very upset at the result.
I asked her if she wanted me to go upstairs and see if I could make him
feel better and she said it was worth the try.  When I got to his room,
Owen was lying on his stomach on his bed, his whole little frame shaking as
he sobbed.  My heart was breaking for my little guy.  I decided that trying
to talk would be a waste of time, so I lay down beside him and wrapped my
arms around him.  I pulled him tight against me and held him as he cried.
After a few minutes, his crying eased and he lay there sniffling.  I kissed
his head and rubbed his back gently and just held him.  He rolled toward me
and laid his head into my shoulder and I just held him, kissed his head and
rubbed his back some more.  After a while, his sniffling stopped and he
began breathing deeply.  When I checked him, he'd fallen fast asleep.  I
stayed there, with Ben sleeping, for a long time and then gently slid him
off my arm and got off his bed.  I undressed him slowly and carefully so I
didn't wake him and tucked him in.  One last kiss and I went downstairs.

I explained to Carol that he'd fallen asleep and I'd put him to bed.  I
also told her that he'd probably not want to go to practice tomorrow, but
that he really needed to be there, even just to be there. I let her know
that I'd pick him up after school and he could hang out with me.
Hopefully, that would help him handle going to practice.

As I was getting ready to leave, Carol asked me to sit down.  "Sam," she
began, "I have something I need to talk to you about."  My heart started
beating faster.  Oh shit, I thought.

She carried on, "I have a problem and I need to know if you can help."

I told her I'd help her any way I could, and she went on, "You may not want
to say that so fast when I tell you what it is."  Now she had my attention
and my interest piqued.  "I've been evicted.  I haven't been able to pay
the rent on this place and they're tossing us out.  We have to be out by
the end of the month."

"But, that's next week," I said incredulously.  "How do they expect you to
find a place that fast, especially with the kids?"

"Yeah," she continued, "that's the problem.  I can't find anyplace big
enough for the three of us.  Anything I can afford is too small.  I've kind
of decided that I'm going to have to move in with my sister in Winnipeg.
Except that she doesn't have room for the boys and they still have to
finish school here."

"OK, I think I see where this is going," I said.  "What you're saying is
that you need someone to look after the guys, right?"

"Sam, I wouldn't ask you if there was any way...," she began, but I
interrupted, "Carol, it's fine.  I'd be happy to take care of them.  I've
grown pretty fond of them both and I've got the space.  As long as they
don't mind sharing a room.  Have you told them yet?"

She shook her head, "Not yet.  I didn't want to say anything until I knew
what I was going to do and if you were going to agree."

"Then we'll need to tell them really soon," I suggested.  "How would you
feel about breaking it to them tomorrow night after practice?"

Carol agreed that it would probably be the best time, since she was going
to have to start packing all their stuff this week.  We discussed when and
how we'd take care of moving the boys to my place and then I asked her,
"What about if they need anything like permission to go on a school trip or
if they get sick?  Since you're going to be a long way from here, do you
think I should have guardianship?"

Carol replied, "Oh, I never thought about that.  What would we have to do?"

I told her that I had a friend who was a lawyer.  I said that I'd call her
tomorrow and find out what was involved and we could discuss it after we'd
talked to the boys.