Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2011 10:27:49 -0500 From: Martin Heidegger <mheidegger@hotmail.com> Subject: The Queer Road; Benny Ball 3 The Queer Road DISCLAIMER: This is a series of fictional stories about teenaged boys and young men confused by their sexuality. There are graphic descriptions of sexual activity, mostly homosexual. If you aren't permitted to view such material, stop now. Author retains copyright. Benny Ball 3: The Lifeguard's Story I first kissed a girl when I was 13, she 12. She pulled me close and I felt her little girl titties, and I guess she could feel what I had poking out the front of my shorts. I kissed a boy, too, when I was 19. He had just sucked me off and I tasted my own sperm on his lips. It was very intense, but I never did it again. I still think about it. I was a lifeguard in high school, and by the summer after my freshman year of college I was the head life guard at the city pool. I taught a life saving course in the morning and sat in the chair in the afternoon. It took three of us for a shift; two to sit and one to spell for breaks, check the chemicals, and roam. Benny Ball was in my life saving class in the morning, and he hung around the pool most afternoons. He was usually clowning around with the other adolescent boys of 14 or 15; bothering the girls, acting out, jumping off the high board in a cannon ball or watermelon to make a towering splash to get the grannies wet who were sitting in the spectator section watching their young ones. I'd done the same things. He also swam up under the chair and looked up the leg of my bathing suit and made inane small talk. "Is the chorine high enough?" "Yes." "That boy was running!" "I saw him." I had a jock on under my swim suit. He wasn't going to see my stuff, even if he could see all the way up the leg of my suit, but there he was, looking. "I want to be a life guard." "Pass lifesaving. And, since you're in the class, you know the life guard is not supposed to be distracted." "Oh, right," and he swam away. Benny was small and muscular, like a wrestler, which he was later. He was Maedean Ball's little brother. I'd wanted to get into Maedean's pants for a long time, but she was a year older than me and ran with a faster crowd. On the days she came to the pool nobody noticed anything but Maedean. On the day it happened it was my day to close up. One of the three lifeguards had to stay after the pool closed and sweep the dressing rooms to make sure everyone was out, turn off the water and lights and lock the doors. The front desk was run by the city cashier's office and they'd have totaled up the receipts and left by the time the life guard came out the front and locked the doors. I'd gone through the girl's side and locked up, then went back into the boy's side, dropped my swim suit and showered. Coming out of the shower, there sat Benny Ball. "Hi," he said casually. He wore a bright red woven elastic swim suit, the kind you just pulled on without a jock inside. It had a drawstring and was mostly worn by younger boys. It gave Benny a juvenile look, though he was about 15. "Hi. The pool's closed," I said, standing there dripping wet, my dingus hanging down exposed to Benny's gaze. "Yeah." He made no effort to hide what he was looking at. "I'm about to lock up," I said, regaining my momentum and walking by him to get my towel. I wrapped it around my middle. "In a hurry?" The little shit smiled and I could see he had an erection in that red elastic suit. I turned toward my locker and dried hurriedly, Benny watching the whole time. I replaced the towel around my middle and turned back to Benny. "You want a good look?" That would be an insult in the usual locker room; accusing some other guy of being interested in your stuff. It didn't faze Benny a bit. "Yeah." I pulled the towel off and flipped it over my shoulder. We stood there in silence, my dick is just an average size, but I could feel it plump up a bit. I wasn't worried about popping a bone, but I was sort of proud to be admired. "You gonna suck my dick?" That was another insult; a taunt I'd heard many times as guys bantered back and forth getting dressed. "Back there," and he pointed to the row of lockers away from the window. He stood and pulled down that red swim suit, and a big hard circumcised dick slapped his belly. Oh, my, was I in conflict. He turned and walked around the nearest locker, showing a tight muscular boy's butt. I followed, my cock beginning to put on some serious weight but still swinging. He dropped right to his knees as I came around the locker and I approached. He fondled my dick for a half a minute or so and I got rock hard. Wasting no time he went down on me like he'd been starved and a big hot dog was being offered. He went down to the root, with pubic hair in his nose and nuts on his chin. I gasped, as I'd never felt anything like that before. I'd screwed a couple girls and had one half hearted blow job that lasted about 30 seconds; nothing like this. Benny put both hands on my bare butt and licked and swirled his tongue around my about to burst cock head, looking up, eyes locked with mine. The room was silent for five minutes, during which he licked and swirled and sucked, and swallowed and bobbed up and down on my dick. There was an occasional slurp as he'd slip off and the suction would made a noise. I put a hand behind his head, it felt natural to do so, and pumped into his face, eyes still locked on. I felt the climax coming and I knew he didn't need any warning. I kept pumping and he kept leveraging his bobbing by holding tight to my butt cheeks. I grunted and let it go; a spasm down in my ass somewhere sent a squirt into Benny. He responded by gulping the whole thing down and burying his nose in my pubes while I kept the friction going by pumping my hips. He had tears in his eyes as he swallowed my cum, a little dribble escaping at the corner of his mouth. Releasing a softening cock, Benny stood while I steadied myself by putting my arm back on the locker behind me. Unexpectedly he leaned in and kissed me full on the lips. Without thinking I reacted, and our lips opened and our tongues mingled for moment. I tasted my own cum on Benny's lips; shocked I pulled back. Benny had a devilish smile on his face as he stepped back; he'd had me, mission accomplished. Whatever either of us did, for the rest of our lives, we'd been lovers for this moment. He grabbed his red swim suit. There was cum on the floor where Benny had knelt to suck me off. He casually wiped it up with the red trunks and pushed by me toward the shower.