Date: Fri, 27 Nov 2009 09:21:43 -0800
From: Kris Chrandes <krchr@hotmail.com>
Subject: 2am at the pool (M/M)

Inspired by another missed opportunity in my past. If you like the story
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If you want to contact me drop a note to <krchr@hotmail.com>. I read
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Other stories by me:
   2009: adult-friends/balcony
   2008: beginnings/naked-on-film
   2007: college/barefoot-in-the-stacks
   2007: encounters/airport-feet
   2002: young-friends/naked-boy (posted under a different name).

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It was 2:00am and the homework was still piled on my desk. Not only was I
exhausted but the heat made it hard to concentrate. The fan in the window
didn't help much; the air outside was so hot and thick. I was wearing only
my boxers and had the fan blowing directly on me but it still sucked. Too
bad I couldn't afford a place with an air conditioner.

I couldn't see it out my window but I knew that just through the trees was
the swimming pool of the neighboring apartment complex. Nice apartments
over there. Three pools and a lot of trees. Not like the dive I lived
in. I'd sneaked over there for a midnight swim a few times. It's not like
one college student was all that different looking from another. Not so
different after the expensive clothes had been removed anyway. Just
thinking about it I could feel that cool water on my skin. I needed it and
I was going.

I didn't have a swimsuit but I stripped off my boxers and put on a pair of
thin, white exercise shorts, a t-shirt, and my sneakers without socks. I
grabbed a towel and left through the back door. The trail was faint but
familiar and I swiftly walked the fifty yards or so through the brush. As I
got there I could see the glowing water through the trees. The pool light
was on -- it was always on -- but the pool area itself was not well lit.

At the pool fence I stopped and listened. I didn't hear anything nearby,
just the faint sounds of music from a party or two. Those would have been
louder, I'm sure, but they all had their windows shut tight and the A/Cs
blasting. I jumped the low fence and went over to a deck chair. Once there
it was best to make it look like I belonged. I dropped the towel on the
chair and pulled off my shoes and shirt and dropped my keys on the towel. I
walked around to the shallow end and stepped down into the water. It was
near bath temperature but I was so hot if felt good anyway. I walked
straight down the steps and swam a few laps, more to enjoy the feel of the
water than to get any exercise.

At the end of one of the laps I popped my head up to see a guy sitting on a
chair two away from the one with my stuff on it. I was startled but
remembered that I was supposed to be here legitimately. I tried to project
confidence.

"Hi," I said.

"Hello." he replied, and nodded.

I went back to swimming. A few more laps and I came up for air and held on
to the edge to catch my breath. The guy was still sitting there staring
vacantly. I looked at him for a second. He seemed the typical off-campus
frat type. Well-tanned, wearing a designer shirt and shorts, and fancy
sneakers. He didn't have a towel with him which made me wonder what he was
doing. I wondered if I was caught but he didn't seem too much interested in
me.

I floated up on my back and started looking at the stars. I could feel the
water evaporate off my exposed chest and this made my nipples get
hard. Thinking of that and the feel of the water made my cock start to
lengthen. I realized that wasn't such a good idea in the shorts I was
wearing, where the outline of my cock would be clearly visible even soft.

I let myself sink back into the water and stood up. The guy was staring
about where my cock had been I thought. I glanced at his shorts but they
were baggy and it was impossible to see anything.

"Do you always swim in the middle of the night?" he said.

"Sometimes," I said. "It gives me a break from studying an keeps me alert."

"I've seen you down here before."

That seemed kind of an odd thing to say, but I let it go.

"I take it you didn't come down for a swim," I said.

"No." He paused for a long time. "Fight with my roommate. Just needed to
get out for a while."

"Sorry to hear that."

"I'll go back in a bit. He's probably already left to spend the night at
his girlfriend's. If she hasn't aleady found out he's cheating on her."

I didn't have anything to say so I just floated. I was thinking I should
get out and leave but I'd have to take a circuitous path through the
complex to hide the fact that I didn't live there. I didn't really want
to. Still, I'd have to get back to homework pretty soon.

"I wish I'd brought my swimsuit down though," he said. "It's muggy out
here."

"Swim in your boxers," I said. "Who's gonna care?" I did. I'd love to see
him out of some clothes.

"Free-balling," he said.

I felt a little stir at the thought.

"Oh," I said.

"I'll stick my feet in though," he said. He stripped off his shoes and
socks and walked to where I was hanging on to the edge of the pool. He sat
down and swung his legs into the water.

It was now impossible to swim laps because I'd run into him. It was not
that big a pool. So I went back to floating on my back and made sure not to
think cock-lengthening thoughts. Part of me wanted to give a little show,
but who the hell knew if he was into it or not.

When I popped my head back up this time he wasn't looking at me but seemed
to be staring into the distance again. This was a little odd I thought. If
he was just out here avoiding his roommate he could have just been dozing
back in a chair or something. I risked a close look and noticed that he was
evidentally telling the truth about free-balling. He'd pulled the legs of
his shorts up so they wouldn't dip into the water, but they were still
loose and I could see what looked like the head of his cock just peeking
out. I wondered if he'd arranged it that way.

"You said you were up studying," he said. "What class?"

"Statics."

"That's next year for me," he said. "Is it hard?"

"Yes. Lot of homework too."

I really couldn't tell what kind of vibe I should be getting from this
guy. I decided I needed a moment. "Gotta take a leak," I said. I
dog-paddled to the opposite end of the pool from him and walked up the
steps. The pool area had a little one-holer bathroom. I went in and locked
the door. After a quick pee I stood in front of the mirror examining my
reflection. There were bags under my eyes. These courses plus a full-time
job was killing me. I decided to take an easier load the next semester. It
might take me longer but I couldn't burn out. I'd also decided not to find
out what was up with the dude at the pool. He might be cute but I didn't
need the trouble. I decided to just dry off and leave.

When I got back to the pool I thought for a moment that he was gone. Then I
realized he was swimming in the deep end near the chairs. I glanced at the
chair and saw his shorts there. This was interesting.

"It's too damn hot out here," he said. "So I'm skinny dipping. Hope that
doesn't freak you out."

"Nah," I said, trying to act cool. "Nothing to it."

This changed my mind though. I could see bare butt and pubes through the
water and I was interested. In addition to the toll that studying was
taking on my sleep I hadn't gotten laid in forever and I was too proud to
go to the local cruising spot and be the college kid getting the blow job
from some old dude. Ok, *usually* too proud. I walked back down the steps
into the pool and kneeled down in the shallow end, leaving him to tread
water in the deep end.

"Man, I'd forgotten how good this feels. I used to do this all the time
growing up whenever my parents weren't home. You?"

"Didn't have a pool."

"Oh," he said. "You ever skinny dipped?"

"Nope. Never."

"Never? Holy shit man, you gotta try it."

"One of these days," I said.

"You know," he said swimming towards me, "I think you just have to take
advantage of the situation."

I was staring into his eyes and I thought it was pretty clear what he
wanted but I was uncertain. He kept moving toward me until he was only
about a foot away and I was still just staring. He moved a little closer,
then a little closer still. I could feel the little eddys of water from his
movements swirling around me. We remained frozen for a moment and all I
could hear was the slapping of the water and my breathing. Then I leaned
toward him just a bit and our lips met. This kiss was gentle at first. I
tasted the pool on his lips. Then he pressed his lips hard to mine. I put
one hand out and touched the middle of his back, then pulled him toward me.

I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh, I reached down and
stroked his hip and leg, quickly working inward to find what I wanted. I
grabbed his cock and squeezed. It was very warm compared to the water
around us. He was circumsized, nicely-sized, and his cock pointed up at a
steep angle. We were both still kneeling in the shallow end making it
awkward to move, but I pulled myself tightly to him, my hand still in
between us and wrapped around his cock. I could feel my own erection
pressed against him. I realized that he'd put his hand up the leg of my
shorts and had clenched my butt.

He pulled his lips away from mine and grunted. I felt him pulse several
times and the warm cum enter the space between us. I still held on to his
erection and had my other hand on his back.

He looked kind of surprised and embarassed. "Sorry," he said. "I guess I
was a little, over-excited."

"I liked it," I said. He pulled away from me and, after a moment, I started
for the stairs. I figured this was a name-free quickie with a nominally
straight college boy. And that I'd have to take care of myself at
home. Wouldn't be my first. Not that I regretted it. Always love a chance
to hold a cock.

"Wait," he said.

I stopped.

"Where do you live?" he asked. I must have looked a little scared. "It's
ok, I know it's not here, I just ... what I really want to know is. Do you
live alone?"

"Yes," I said.

"Can we go to your place?"

I smiled. This was a really bad idea. "Sure," I said.

I continued to the pool steps and got out of the pool. As I padded around
to the deep-end where my stuff was, he climbed the ladder giving me a
fantastic view of a glistening bare ass. It was gleaming white compared to
his tanned legs and torso. He turned around to face me and I got to see a
slim, naked guy with dark pubes and a softening erection. He on the other
hand, got to see me pitching the proverbial tent. His eyes were fixed on
it.

I offered him my towel. He used it to dry himself off and started getting
dressed. I, after arranging myself as best I could, toweled off and put my
shirt and shoes on. I put the towel loosely around my waist to hide my
still hard cock. He smiled at me.

"Pete," he said. I laughed and gave him my name.

We went out the main gate -- I didn't want to make him hop the fence --
then I looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and led him
around the side of the pool fence. We walked the trail, me trying to hurry
but also to not lose him in the dark. But really wanting to hurry. When he
got to the back of my apartment building I shrugged and said, "Here it
is. It's not much." If he was disappointed he didn't show it.

I unlocked the back door and let us in. The apartment was hot and the fan
was still buzzing. I had turned off most of the lights to keep it cool
except for a small light in the kitchen area. It was a one room place. A
small kitchen area with a two-burner stove and a small sink. A chair, a
bed, and a desk. That was about it.

Pete stepped up close to me again and kissed me. He put his hand under my
shirt pulled it up. I took it the rest of the way off. He ran his hands
across my chest and down my sides. He knelt down and put his lips to my
stomach and kissed it gently. Then he went a little lower and put his mouth
over my cock, still in my exercise shorts. The shorts were doing little to
contain me at this point. I felt myself let out a giant drop of precum and
Pete moaned, sucking it through the fabric.

Pete grabbed both sides of my shorts and yanked them down over my
erection. The cool air hit my wet skin almost at the same time that his
mouth engulfed my now bare cock. My knees buckled and he had to grab me. He
pushed me gently to the bed and I sat on the edge. Without taking his mouth
off my cock Pete pulled my sneakers off and got my wet shorts over my feet
and tossed them aside. I spread my legs so he could get in closer. This was
no "nominally straight" guy like I thought. He was an expert
cock-sucker. His tongue massaged the underside of my cock while his lips
put pressure up and down the shaft. He took his mouth off of my cock and
kissed the inside of my leg. My cock twitched and jumped in the air. Pete
kissed up my leg, around my cock, and up my chest. Then he put his lips to
mine again and kissed me deeply.

As I leaned forward to kiss him harder he pulled off and pushed me back
onto the bed, legs still over the edge. I closed my eyes and felt nothing
for a moment. I just lay there, my erection straight in the air and
pulsing. I was so close.

Suddenly his mouth engulfed me again and it was too much. "I'm coming," I
said shortly before torrents of cum erupted from me. I have no idea how
many times I shot but it clear had been a while. I bucked my hips into the
air but Pete's mouth stayed solidly fastened on. Once I'd relaxed, Pete let
go and stood up. After a minute I sat up on my elbow and looked at him. He
was grinning and using my pool towel to clean up. I dragged myself up to
the head of the bed.

"Come here," I said to him.

He smiled and took a step toward me.

"Without your clothes," I said.

He smiled again and got quickly undressed. He has half-hard again. Pete lay
down next to me on the bed as I rolled up on my side. I stroked his chest
and legs. Then I stroked him hard again.

Never did get my statics homework done.

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