Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2013 09:20:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Aidan Greyson <mrgreyplease@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exhibitionist Adventures 2

Disclaimer: The following story contains sex between males! Don't read if
it's illegal where you live or if you do not like this kind of
material. Otherwise, continue. –Aidan

Note: This is a true story. It happened my sophomore year in high
school. Enjoy!

Exhibitionist Adventures 2: Swimming Pool Showers

I wasn't always with Matt, as I've mentioned in the previous
installment. During my high school years, I was very sexually active. I
started jerking off around the age of twelve, but didn't start having wet
cums until nearly turning thirteen. My second exhibitionist act was during
my sophomore year with a friend of mine who is also bisexual. I say `also'
because I'm bisexual. However, I lean more towards being gay, but I enjoy
fucking a girl once in awhile. This was also when I lost my virginity. Noah
and I were good buddies. In fact, we were sort of suck buddies—we gave
each other head. My sophomore year I was still a bit scrawny, but it's
thanks to Noah that I've got a nice body now. Noah was taller than me and
had the beginning of a swimmers' build. He said he wanted a swimming buddy,
and his brother wasn't interested.

"Well, what makes you think I want to swim?" I teased, already knowing that
I'd do anything for him—he's been my friend since sixth grade.

 "For one, you're always complaining that you don't have a nice
body. Second, you know you like swimming. Third, you know you'll do it for
me, even if you didn't know how to swim." He grinned triumphly.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, well, I guess, I mean, it's not like I have
anything better to do on the weekends, right?" He poked me on the ribs,
eliciting a small giggle. We went our separate ways, agreeing to meet for
lunch after advisory. Advisory was an `extra' period, sort of a study hall
type of thing, but everyone knew all the teachers just kept on lecturing or
gave more work to do. It was rare when a teacher actually gave us the
period to ourselves. Tuesdays, I had chemistry and double English before
lunch, P.E. and World History afterwards. I had Noah for the rest of the
day after lunch. English was uneventful, just reading To Kill A
Mockingbird. I joked around with another friend, Jaden. We both agreed that
if you said the title fast enough, it sounded like `tequila
mockingbird'. It was a crack up.  The teacher scolded us, but was fighting
not to crack a smile. Ms. Davis was cool.

For lunch, it was the usual surprise food: hamburgers, salads, and
lasagna. The lasagna wasn't that bad, so I opted for it; so did
Noah. "Okay, so, ask your mom if you can stay Friday night, so we can wake
up early to get to the pool. My mom said it was okay if it was okay with
yours." We laughed, milk nearly gushing out of my nose, which caused us to
laugh even harder. We both knew we wouldn't be able to wake up early if we
spent half the night sucking each other off. That night at dinner, I asked
my mom if I could go swimming with Noah.

"Why the new interest in swimming, honey?" I grabbed a piece of garlic
bread, scooping up some fish and pasta—I love pasta, as you'll come to
see.

"Oh, Noah wants a swimming buddy, and I figured, why not? Besides, I like
swimming." My mom smiled, pouring more wine in her glass.

"Why don't you join football instead?" My dad was the kind of dad that
wanted his only son to follow his footsteps.

I shook my head, "I don't like the game much." My mom jabbed my dad.

"Okay," he said. "So is his mom going to pick you up early Saturday
morning?" I took a sip of Coke.

 "Actually, I was gonna ask if I could sleep over Friday, that way, we
wouldn't have to get up earlier." She nodded, "Okay, I don't see why not;
gives your father and I some time alone." My father looked up at that, a
look of anticipation on his face.

"Friday won't come soon enough then," he said, leaning over to kiss my
mom. I covered my ears, "Gross, ma! I don't want to hear what you plan for
Friday. Yuck!" I scrunched my nose up, sticking my tongue out at her. She
laughed, kicking me lightly on the shin.

 I called Noah right after dinner, telling him the good news. "Alright! You
know what this means," he whooped. I laughed, "You down on your knees? I
like how you think, Noah! Okay, well, see you tomorrow."We hanged
up. Contrary to what dad said, the rest of the week went by pretty
fast. Friday arrived and I took with me an overnight bag to school,
stuffing it in my locker for the day.

 At the end of the day, Noah's mom picked us up and took us home. "Okay,
boys, I have to get some shopping done but David brought some DVDs, snacks
are where they've always been and you can help yourselves to some
sandwiches if you boys feel hungry before dinner," she said as we pulled up
to the driveway. She dropped us off, promising to come back soon.

"Take your time, mom," Noah said, opening his door. As soon as we crossed
the threshold, he turned to me. "Wanna have some fun?" I pushed him to the
wall, "You bet!" I could already see the bulge in his pants, and it excited
me even more. I pulled down his pants without a warning, loving that he
decided not to wear any underwear for today, his cock smacking into his
stomach with a meaty sound. The tip was red and already had some pre cum. I
leaned in to clean it, then licking down, down until I reached his balls,
and then slowly took each into my mouth, careful to not exert too much
pressure with my teeth. I could feel Noah tense beneath me, the muscles in
his thighs flexing under my hands when I licked just below his balls. We'd
never actually thought about eating ass, but I was curious. Noah wasn't
sure he'd like someone to lick the orifice in which poop came out of. "It'd
just make me feel uncomfortable, Aidan." And I understood, but I wanted so
badly to eat his ass...instead I satisfied myself with just licking under
his balls, his hips bucking. It made me feel so powerful.

"Aidan...you're killing me here, bud. Suck my cock, please!" His voice was
desperate, fingers digging into his palms. I decided to take pity on him
and took him in my mouth suddenly. "Ahh! Gah, please...so hot!" Noah was
gone, everything clenched tight so as to last just a bit longer. I enjoyed
making Noah edge...a lot. Maybe too much, but I enjoyed making him cum so
much and so hard. His breathing was loud and hard, like he'd been running a
marathon. He had one hand's fingers digging into my shoulder, and the other
hand's into my hair, pulling me closer to him as he thrusted into my
mouth. Noah was kind of big already, probably six inches, but it grew into
seven eventually. He was big enough that the tip of him reached into my
throat, making me gag. I didn't mind, wanting to take all if his length
into my mouth; it about made Noah fall.

"I'm not gonna last...Aidan...Ple—oh shit, here...it...comes!" He came,
his cum sliding down my throat. I admit this part felt a bit weird at
first, but I got used to it. I pulled back so the rest would pool on my
tongue. I kept on sucking until he shuddered one last time. He slid down
the wall, sitting on his ass.

"You're improving, alright," he was still breathless. Some five minutes
later, he pushed me down to the floor, straddling my waist. He leaned down,
licking the edge of my ear; we had discovered that this turned me on a
lot. Noah liked to tease me this way, taking forever to get to my cock,
taking forever to even getting close to it! He licked down my neck, biting
gently so he wouldn't leave a mark or anything that would give us away. He
sucked on my nipples briefly, making his way down my stomach, slowly
opening my jeans. It seemed like forever when he finally released my cock,
pre cum splattering a bit. He took me in his mouth, sucking up and down,
not wasting any time. He rolled my balls in his hand, tugging and
squeezing.

"Gah, Noah...I'm nearly there," I was thrusting, back arched a little, legs
spread out wide. I was at the edge, just about to cum...Noah let my cock
go, sliding down to lick my balls. "Oh! Noah! Please, I need to cum!" I was
panting, muscles all over my body tensed and tight. He licked below my
balls, going a bit lower than he usually would go...but he came back up. I
nearly came, thinking how hot it would be if he ate me out. He went back to
sucking my cock, his hands gripping my butt, pulling me closer to him.

Noah could deep throat like a pro, taking all of my nearly six inches. He
touched his lips to my body once, twice, and by the third time, I came
hard. I moaned loud, fingers digging into the carpet, then going to his
head to keep him on me. I kept shuddering, having little muscle spasms, and
moaning. It was a while before I could move anything at all.

Noah kneeled, smiling, "You okay?"

I sat up, leaning back on my hands. "I'm more than okay. But I'm not sure
I'll be able to make it to your room upstairs." Noah laughed, "Well, I
ain't carrying your sorry ass up the stairs, so you can forget it." I
smacked him lightly on the arm, "You jerk."

***

His mom came home fifteen minutes after that, and got started on dinner
while Noah and I worked on some homework we had. All too soon, we were
going to sleep. Of course, after giving each other head a second time.

***

We woke up around eight, getting ready quickly to be able to make it by
nine. We had our speedos on, though mine were a bit tighter than was
comfortable; I was growing, I guess. Noah introduced me to his `swimming
instructor', though I knew he was the lifeguard. His name was
Oliver. Oliver was nineteen, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, a
slight tan, black hair and brown eyes.

I thought he was really hot. I just hoped I wouldn't get a boner. We were
the only ones at this time. Good thing, I thought. I knew how to swim—or
at least, I thought so. But according to Oliver—who was a swimming
instructor—I wasn't swimming the correct way, whatever that meant. As
long as I could float and make my way to the opposite end of the pool, I
considered that swimming. I was pretty sore by the end of the lesson, ready
for a hot shower. The phone started ringing.

"You guys go ahead, I'll catch up right now," Oliver made his way into the
main office, picking the phone up. "Oh, hey, ma. Nah, I got time," we heard
as we went into the showers. He was gonna be awhile. We slipped out of our
speedos, walking to the shower-heads. This pool only had one switch,
already having the water just right for you; it was awesome. I was soaping
myself up, looking at Noah out of the corner of my eye. I was starting to
get hard, and so was he. He smirked, looking down at my hardening shaft. He
glanced up at me before glancing sideways at the door. He got this
mischievous grin, which kind of scared me.

Every time Noah smiled like this, it was because he got a crazy idea, and
wanted me to join in. I always did. "Want to fuck?" I dropped the bar of
soap, not sure if I had heard correctly. "But...Oliver...he might...see
us," even to me, this sounded like a lame excuse, especially after freshman
year. Noah knew about that, about how I liked the adrenaline rush over the
possibility of getting caught. His grin widened, knowing I wouldn't
resist. I already fingered myself when I jerked off—with three
fingers. He knew this, too. I nodded, bending down to pick up the soap. I
rubbed the soap, getting a good lather started before I reached behind me
to start rubbing my hole.

 "No, let me do that," Noah stepped closer to me, hands soapy. I turned
around, putting my forearms against the wall, arching my back to stick my
butt out. I expected Noah to get to it quickly, but he surprised me when he
touched his lips to the back of my neck, sucking gently as he made his way
to the side and under my ear—I loved it. I started breathing hard when
he cupped my cheeks.

"I've never really noticed what a great ass you have. Sort of like a bubble
butt, but it's firm, too. Really fuckable, now that I think about it," Noah
said, spreading my cheeks and rubbing his thumb around my hole. I stayed
still, enjoying his touch. He kept circling his middle finger; it kept me
guessing when he'd start pressing in. I relaxed, looking down at my hard
cock, the shower off (it was timed to last only fifteen minutes). I leaned
my head back, when Noah suddenly pushed his finger inside me. It didn't
hurt, but it did take me by surprise, I tightened up.

"God, you're tight. Imagine the way it'd feel around my dick," he was
pumping his finger in and out, and placed his head on my shoulder, his face
in the crook of my neck. On the fourth pump, he brushed my prostate; I
moaned. I could feel him smile against me. Soon, he had three fingers in
me. I was ready to blow, but I kept resisting, wanting to cum with him
inside of me.

 "I think you can go on in, Noah," I was eager for him to fuck me. I was
eager to lose my virginity, once and for all. He pulled out his fingers,
gripping my hips with one hand and his dick with the other, guiding himself
to my hole. He placed the head against my hole, sort of caressing me with
it. He slowly popped it in, stopping, then pushing some more in. It hurt
some, though not like I had expected; what do you know, those three fingers
did work.

"You're tight and hot. I like this. Why didn't we try it sooner?" All I
could do was keep biting my lip to keep from moaning too loud and grunted
an `I don't know and I don't give a fuck, just keep fucking me' grunt. He
was all the way in, his pubes pressed to my butt.

 "Come on, fuck me already," I was starting to get impatient. I wasn't
really thinking about Oliver, but I just wanted him to pound my ass. He
started with an easy, slow rhythm. Every time he thrust in, the head of his
cock would brush over my prostate. I pressed my forehead to my arms, still
trying not to moan.

It was a losing battle; as Noah sped up his thrusting, nudging my love nub
constantly, all I could do was arch my back even more and
moan—loud. Noah moaning at my ear turned me on even more. Our moans
echoing in the large shower room, bouncing off the tiled wall...it did more
than turn me on; I was on cloud nine.

I could feel myself about to come, not giving a flying fuck if anybody
heard me or not. I looked over my shoulder, trying to get a good look at
Noah's face. But as I glanced towards the door, what I saw made me not want
to come anymore. There stood Oliver, cock in hand and jerking off. At
first, I was nearly shitting myself—not a good idea, at the moment. But
once I realized what he was doing, I relaxed. My dick had started
softening, but the look on his face got me even more horned up. I was gonna
come soon, and so was he. I kept my eyes on Oliver, wanting to see him
shoot. I focused on his cock; it was thick, about seven inches, maybe more,
I wasn't too sure.

"I'm gonna come, Aidan," Noah gave one last thrust, his cum hot like molten
lava inside me. I groaned, teetering on the edge. Oliver pumped his cock
one more time and blew his load all over—his chest, the floor, even the
bench nearest to him. Seeing him come like that pushed me over the edge. I
had never climaxed as violently as I did then. I was shuddering so bad, it
looked felt like I was having a seizure.

Noah had to hold me up, though he wasn't that strong, either. We slid
carefully to the floor, facing the door and Oliver. Noah froze behind
me. Oliver was sitting on the bench covered with his cum.

He grinned, "Well, that was a good show. I'll give you the next swimming
lesson for free." I laughed—I just couldn't help it. Noah was laughing,
too, but you could tell it was his uncertain and nervous laugh.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, truly curious. He
smirked, "'Come on, fuck me already'. Sound familiar?" I blushed, he
laughed, and Noah chuckled. Noah and I eventually got up, turning on the
showerhead to finish showering. Oliver joined us, though we didn't do
anything—that time. Yes, we did fool around when we went in the next
couple of times, but that, boys and girls, is another complete different
story.

***

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-Aidan

Note: I know I'm evil! Ha, ha. It's just that I want this series (?) to be
just about my exhibitionist adventures, hence the title. I'll think about
adding it on once I'm done. Also, I don't send out pictures. If you want
to, that's another story, but please warn me!–A.