Date: Fri, 10 Sep 2004 14:02:14 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The Swimming Baths

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.


WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

THE SWIMMING BATHS

"No. Peter dear, Bobby left about twenty minutes ago
saying he was going swimming, I thought he would have
called for you on the way," my best friend's
Grandmother told me when I rang to see if he wanted to
go swimming.

I was puzzled by this response, as Bobby had not
called round that day and he lived only two minutes
away from my house, just round the corner in fact. In
the summer this was most unusual as we regularly went
swimming if the weather was even halfway reasonable. I
went to the window to look out for him but there was
no sign of Bobby anywhere. I made up my mind that he
must have gone to the swimming baths on his own and,
knowing that I would be in contact left a message with
his Gran to say that that was where he would be and
for her to tell me to meet him there.

I had known Bobby since he was three years old and now
he was just nineteen and I a year younger at eighteen.
We had been best friends ever since and some people
would say we had remained so despite the fact we were
so different. The most striking difference was
physical. Bobby was well built and muscular, some even
thought him a bit of a lumbering oaf, but get him on a
rugby team and he was as strong as a horse and at
short distances unstoppable. In contrast, I was small
and slight and lacked any effective hand-eye
coordination. I wore glasses without which I was
nearly blind. Another physical difference was that
Bobby had strawberry blond hair, a reddish round face
and a large bulbous nose. He had bright blue piercing
eyes and thick lips. I had very dark curly hair, a
squarish face, a short, slightly hooked nose with dark
eyes and thin lips. When we were out together, we
looked a rather odd couple with Bobby towering above
me I was rather better at schoolwork than Bobby and so
we made a great pairing. On the other hand, I was able
to help my friend with his homework and he protected
me. After he had taken his first set of School exams,
Bobby had left and got a job, whereas I stayed on to
do my A levels and was destined to go to university.

I think that the reason we were such good friends was
due to the fact that we avoided three big issues,
religion, sport and thirdly sex. Bobby's parents were
strong churchgoers in one of the smaller
non-conformist protestant groups. My family were
non-religious to say the least. Unlike Bobby's
grandparents that had been church elders my
grandfather had been a Communist and a militant who
believed like Marx that religion was `the opium of the
people'. Discussing religious beliefs was therefore a
taboo subject with Bobby and his family. Much to the
disgust of my parents and grandparents, I had gone to
Church a few times with Bobby, but found myself more
on my family's side of the argument than on that of
Bobby. Sport was a second area we steered clear of.
Despite his large frame, Bobby was a bit of an
athlete, get him on a rugby pitch and he was as strong
as a horse in the scrum and at short distances from
the try line he was virtually unstoppable. Not only
that but my friend was a great swimmer with the
ability to cover the water very quickly indeed.
Several people had underestimated Bobby's ability in
that direction to their ultimate cost. I had learnt to
swim at the same time as Bobby but was more of a long
distance specialist. Finally, sex was a subject
neither of us had ever discussed. In fact, I had never
seen Bobby naked and he had never seen me unclothed,
despite the fact that we would frequently spend nights
at each other's home. I guess we both knew that the
other wanked, everybody did that, but as to the size
and shape of our manhood, that remained a taboo
subject. I guess insofar as we both had sexual needs
we either satisfied them ourselves when we were alone
or found other means of resolving the urges.

I went to the shed in the garden and got out my bike
and decided to follow Bobby down to the swimming baths
that were situated less than a mile from my house. I
called to my Mum and told her what I was doing and she
replied,

"OK, Peter, but don't stay out too late with Bobby.
He's got work in the morning and you need to start
looking for a temporary job if you're going to have
money to live on when you go to University."

"Yes, Mum", I replied, trying to stifle a sigh, before
adding, "If Bobby calls round, tell him where I am,
but I think he must have gone on ahead already."

I rode down my road, turned left and then right and
found myself on the long straight road that ran along
the seashore and towards the white concrete building
at the far end of the street. This housed the swimming
pool. It was an outdoor pool and only opened in the
summer months. The water was frequently quite cold but
we got used to it and it was cheap and the water was
cleaner, less polluted and safer than the sea that
lapped the walls at high tide. The entrance was a
small door with a turnstile and you paid there for
entry either on a daily basis or, like Bobby and me,
for the season.

I walked in and saw that it was not too busy. The
weather was pleasant but not hot and there were some
hardy souls swimming. As I surveyed the scene I
quickly noted that Bobby was not among them. To my
left was a small seating area and beyond that the
changing rooms. The nearest was for women and girls
and the one at right angles to that was for men and
boys. Sandwiched in between the two was a coffee and
snack bar. This was where Bobby and I spent a lot of
time chatting before, from time to time, disappearing
off to swim a few lengths or dive in off the
springboard at the side or from the high platform.

I was already in my swimming things underneath my
jeans and t-shirt, so I walked over to the changing
rooms, took a basket and went into a cubicle to get
undressed. On the way I looked into the snack bar but
again there was no sign of Bobby, so I assumed he must
have been getting changed as well. It only took a
moment and I was stripped and ready to swim. I checked
in my basket and towel, went for a quick pee and then
stood in the footbath and shower for a moment before
walking outside and finding a convenient place to put
down my glasses safely. Then I went as quickly as I
could to the water's edge and dived in. The shock to
the system as the cold water hit me took my breath
away for a second but I quickly recovered and began to
swim. Without my glasses I could not see very much and
usually Bobby would come over the moment he saw me if
we were not already together. Today, he didn't appear
and I though to myself that this was rather strange,
so I clambered out of the water and went back to the
place where I had left my glasses. As I put them on, I
glanced round at the changing room and thought I saw
Bobby disappearing into the door at the far end. I
could not be sure because I only just caught a glimpse
of him.

I was intrigued. If Bobby was the person I saw there
was only one reason for going to that end of the
changing room block and it wasn't to get changed! I
knew this because about two years ago I had
experienced my first sexual encounter at the baths. I
had gone swimming on my own because Bobby was away on
holiday or something and was standing at the urinal
having a pee before going swimming when I first
noticed a kid of about my age standing in the corner
facing the wall away from the rest of the standing
area. At first I assumed he was being shy and did not
like the idea of someone watching him while he took a
leak. However, I had finished and was washing my hands
prior to leaving to go in the water when I noticed he
was still standing there. It struck me this was a very
long piss but then I detected a slight movement of his
arm, which suggested he was not peeing at all. As I
walked away I felt my own cock stirring at the thought
that the kid might have a hard-on. As I looked back
the kid stepped away from the urinal and I could see
that he was sporting a small but definite stiffy. The
young teenager did not notice me but walked down the
length of the changing rooms and into a cubicle near
the far end. A moment later an older guy walked in
through the other entrance near where the lad had
disappeared and went into a cubicle. Intrigued, I
decided to investigate and, sure enough, when I got
down there, I could see that only one cubicle was
occupied. I slipped into the one next door and locked
it as quietly as I could. I sat for a moment and could
hear a slight rustle and maybe a snatch of whispered
conversation. By now I was rock hard and I pulled down
my swimming trunks and began to play with my hardening
dick.

>From next door I heard another sound and could not
decide what was going on but I discovered that there
was a tiny hole in the wall that had been roughly
covered by a small piece of paper. I gently brushed it
aside and looked through. What I saw made my now
completely hard prick tremble in my hand. The
youngster I had seen at the urinal was naked and
standing about a foot away from the hole and parallel
to it. I got a clear view of the teenager's cock
before a mouth appeared and swallowed the whole length
of it and then withdrew again. This was the first oral
sex scene I had ever watched and my hand began to
stroke my cock as I took in what was happening. The
older guy was sucking the cock and slowly uncovering
the head with each sucking action rolling a bit more
foreskin off the pink glans. Finally the man used his
hand to completely unsheathe the head before taking it
again between his lips. By now the teenager was
pushing his cock inside the welcoming mouth and I knew
that if he was feeling like I was he would soon be
shooting his cum. The boy tapped the sucking man on
the head and he looked up at him and sort of nodded
but continued his oral action. I heard the teenager
breath rapidly and knew that he was unloading his ball
cream into the waiting mouth. I shot my spunk at
roughly the same time and it splattered hard against
the wall of the cubicle. By the time I looked again
the teenager was standing wanking the cock of the guy
that had sucked him and pointing the end straight at
the wall facing me. I watched as the fat head and
large piss slit opened wide and fired a volley of jizz
at the wall just inches the other side from me. As
quickly and quietly as I could I unlocked my cubicle
and slipped out, just as the older guy carefully
opened his door intending to let the young teenager
go. He must have seen me because he shut the door
quickly and then opened it again a few seconds later
with me still staring at the door. This time, the
older man came out and I noted that the door closed
quickly behind him and he walked past me and into the
toilet area. A few moments later, I saw the youngster
emerge from the same door and exit via the entrance at
the far end of the changing area.

I saw the teenager walk to the shallow end of the pool
and slowly wade into the water and then I lost sight
of him as I had taken my glasses off by then in
preparation for diving in myself. I resurfaced after
my dive and swam towards the end wall and as I touched
the side someone bumped into me hard. I moved away
muttering an apology, which was reciprocated by
someone who sounded rather older than me. I could
vaguely make out the shape of the man who came and
trod water right close to me. I felt his hand on my
thigh and he whispered,

"Did you enjoy the show? Would you like to try it for
yourself?"

I tried to bluster but I knew who the man was and his
hand was now very close to my cock, which was starting
to show signs of arousal. The man knew it too and
said,

"In five minutes, I'll be in the third cubicle from
the top end of the changing room, the door will be
unlocked, follow me in, push it open and join me."

Then the man swam away and left me. My head told me
not to go but my cock was already beginning to win the
battle. I swam to the ladder at the side, adjusted my
bathing trunks to try to hide my hard-on, got out,
collected my glasses and walked the long way round the
pool. I did not see the other teenager on my travels
but I did see the older man disappear into the
changing rooms. He walked straight in without looking
back and I followed a short distance behind. My heart
was beating fast as I approached the entrance and
walked inside. There was nobody about at that end of
the building and all the cubicle doors were wide open
except for the third one. I tentatively pushed open
the door and it opened and I walked in. The man was
standing just inside the door and closed it quickly as
soon as I was clearly inside. I heard the lock click
over and I was alone with this older man, who smiled
at me as he reached over and caressed the front of my
trunks and gently eased one hand up the inside of the
leg opening. The man felt my hard-on through the mesh
that contained my dick and stopped it from falling out
of my trunks. With his other hand, he started to pull
the swimwear off until I was fully exposed to his
gaze. The older man looked at my dick, standing
proudly out in front of me. It was not a bad size
although I say it myself. He seemed pleased and
whispered as he stroked the length of it,

"Beautiful. I love a circumcised cock on a boy!"

A second later and the head of my dick was between the
man's lips and he was licking and sucking on it and
giving me the most intense sexual thrill of my life.
He let go of my cock for a moment and stood up and he
must have noted the look of disappointment on my face
because he gave me a reassuring smile and indicated
that he was only standing to remove his own swimming
trunks. He was as hard as I was but he had a foreskin,
which I played with for a few seconds before he pulled
away and resumed his oral assault on my own cut prick.
This time he sucked the whole length inside his mouth
and played with my balls as he dove up and down my
rigid shaft. As I had shot a load less than twenty
minutes before I was surprised that I began to get
ready to cum again so quickly. Nevertheless the balls
began to tighten and my breath became shorter and my
unknown partner was aware that he was about to receive
a second helping of teenager ball cream very soon. I
held the man's head as I started to cum and felt my
spunk fire out into his mouth and throat as he
continued to suck and swallow. I seemed to be cumming
for a long time but probably only a few seconds but
the intensity of the moment will remain with me
forever. Eventually I had to withdraw my dick because
it was getting sensitive and I looked down to see my
partner wanking hard on his throbbing cock. I leaned
against the man and felt for his hand and took over
the wanking movement and was soon rewarded by seeing
him fire his ball juice all over my stomach and cock.
I looked around for something to wipe the sticky spunk
up with but to my surprise the man leaned down and
licked his cum off me.

I was both exhilarated and exhausted and I slumped
down on the narrow bench for a few moments until I had
recovered my composure. The older man sat beside me,
breathing hard. After a few moments, my anonymous
partner indicated that we should get ready to leave
and so we pulled up our swimming gear and now,
properly dressed, we were ready to go back into the
pool area. The man opened the door just a crack to
check all was clear and, once he was assured that no
one was around, let me out with a gentle but friendly
pat on the head and a broad smile. I went back to the
water, dived in and swam a few lengths. However it was
not long before getting out again, putting on my
clothes and cycling home. That night, lying in my bed
I re-lived the events of the afternoon as I drifted
off to sleep nursing my once-again hard shaft firmly
in my hand.

I saw the man a few times after the first incident and
we had several more meetings in the cubicle. Each was
more or less a replica of the one before. One thing I
did note was that if I was in company the man did not
even acknowledge me in any way. It was clear that he
wanted to have fun with you if you were on your own.
Most times I was with Bobby and so nothing happened.
As the swimming pool was only open during the summer
and closed once the school holidays were over,
opportunities to meet my mystery man were infrequent.
By the next year, although I was just as keen for more
sex action, the man was nowhere to be seen. I was
greatly disappointed and had to resort to the more
lonely but traditional means of getting gratification
through masturbation.

My experience of the past meant that I had a good idea
what the young person that I had just seen go into the
far end of the changing block was there for. It also
meant either that the man I had met two summers ago
was back again, or someone else had taken over.
Forgetting for a moment that the person I saw might
have been Bobby, I was determined to find out whether
my suspicions were correct. I waited a short while and
there was no sign of anyone coming out of the changing
rooms, so I went into the nearest door, an obvious
point of entry if one needed the toilets. I looked in
the toilet area but it was deserted and there were
only two relatively young people standing around in
the changing area, talking as they dressed and who
were obviously getting ready to go home. I walked past
the chattering youngsters and down the line of
cubicles, noting that all were empty and had their
doors open. All, that is, except the one that stood
third from the far end. When I saw that, my heart
skipped a beat and I boldly walked into the cubicle
next door and quietly locked the door.

I had hoped that as last time I would find a means of
checking what was going on next door without revealing
my presence, just in case the person in there was
merely getting changed. I knelt down and searched for
the hole that I had found two years earlier. It was
generally known that maintenance at the swimming pool
changing area was kept to a minimum, but to my
surprise and annoyance, the hole had been filled and a
large metal plate had been fixed to the wall to
prevent new ones from being created. I had no option
other than to stay quiet and listen. I heard nothing
that I could identify as indicating the nature of what
was going on, but equally there were no signs that
anyone was preparing to come out. I decided that my
best chance of finding out what was going on next door
was to leave the cubicle and go back towards the
toilet area and keep watch from there.

As things turned out, I did not have long to wait,
which was probably a good thing as hanging around in
the toilet area might arouse unnecessary attention. I
did not see the door open but caught a glimpse of
someone emerging from the cubicle at the far end. I
did not recognise the person and, although it was
definitely not the man I had met two years before,
there was something vaguely familiar about the man.
Convinced I had made a terrible mistake I was getting
ready to go back outside when a thought struck me. I
decided to walk down the cubicles one last time just
to check that all the doors were open. I was halfway
down when I saw someone else emerging from the cubicle
at the far end. This time I knew who it was as Bobby's
figure was unmistakable. I decided to take the
initiative and called out to him,

"Hey, Bobby, there you are!! I've been looking all
over for you. Your Gran said you'd gone swimming. I
thought you might have called for me, but as you
didn't I decided to follow you."

Bobby looked startled when he heard my voice,

"Oh .. yeah .. sorry, Pete, I meant to call for you
but then I wasn't sure that you'd be able to make it
tonight so I figured you'd follow me down here if you
could."

I nodded and smiled warmly at my friend and wondered
if he had noticed the unasked question about why he
was so far down the changing room cubicle area and,
even more pertinently, what I was doing down there as
well. Bobby either hadn't noticed or chose not to
offer any explanation and together we went outside to
the side of the pool. I scanned the area looking for
the other person I had seen but my eyesight was poor
even with my glasses on and I did not spot anyone I
could be certain was the man. Bobby was standing by
the edge of the deepest part of the pool and I gently
gave him a little nudge and he lost his balance and
fell in causing a huge splash. My friend emerged from
his ducking spluttering but laughing and gasped out,

"Just you wait!! I'll get you for that!!"

Laughing I dived into the water and swam away from
Bobby as fast as I could but in the full knowledge
that he would soon catch me up. My friend achieved his
objective just as I reached the shallow end and found
myself being dragged by the legs back into the deeper
water. I struggled to free myself but knew that it was
not going to happen. I tried to keep my head above
water for as long as possible but took a deep breath
as I realised I was losing the battle.  Once
underwater, I managed to twist around a bit and was
now facing Bobby so that when he let go of my legs I
rose out of the water only a foot or so from him. I
was struggling to breathe and coughing excess water
from my body as I broke the surface and we made our
way to the side of the pool. Bobby grinned as I
recovered my normal breathing and said,

"Evens!"

I nodded my agreement. I was not greatly bothered with
this play fight. I was far more interested in how I
could manipulate the situation round to sharing my
secret with Bobby. I knew he had been in a cubicle
with another man and that, in all probability, they
had been having sex together. Bobby was my oldest
friend and I loved him like a brother but now we could
be so much more but I needed an excuse to bring the
subject up. I swam around fro a bit distractedly as I
tried to formulate a plan. It was only as I got out of
the water and we were preparing to go back inside to
change that I realised that I had lost my glasses. In
the excitement of pushing Bobby in and the subsequent
chase and capture, I had forgotten to take off my
specs. I had not noticed the fuzziness of blurred
vision because that was normal when I was swimming but
once out of the water I realised that my glasses had
disappeared. Anxiously I called to Bobby,

"Hey, Bobby, you haven't nicked my glasses have you?"

Bobby came back to me and said,

"No, Pete, I haven't got them, honest. I know how
important they are to you."

"Shit", I said, "I must have dropped them in the
pool."

"I'll have a quick look for you", Bobby said
immediately, "but don't worry if I don't find them
because the pool attendant told me they were draining
the pool tonight. If they're there, they'll be found
and we can pick them up tomorrow."

"Thanks, Bobby. I can use my old pair until then but I
do have a problem. I'll need help in the changing
rooms." I said.

"Sure thing!" Bobby said cheerfully.

While Bobby looked for my glasses, I also realised
that I had identified the mystery partner he had
shared the cubicle with. There were two pool
attendants and one of them was about forty and he was
the man I had seen coming out of the cubicle. I made a
mental note to check this guy out for myself next time
I was at the pool and he was on duty.

Bobby quickly returned and reported that he had not
found my specs and then asked what help I would need
getting dressed. I explained that although I could do
most things OK, I needed a bit of help with doing
things up. Bobby nodded and said,

"We better share a cubicle. It shouldn't be a problem
as we've known each other for so long."

I smiled and nodded as I thought to myself that it
certainly was not going to be a problem for me
especially as I now knew Bobby shared my secret desire
for male sex. I let Bobby lead the way and help me
collect my clothes from the deposit area and then we
walked down the row of cubicles. Half way down, Bobby
guided me in through the door and we stood in the
cramped area. Once inside I said,

"Better close the door. It'll give us a bit more
room."

Bobby accepted my suggestion and closed the door. We
were both still pretty cramped but had just enough
room to dry ourselves with a towel. Even so there was
still not that much room and we kept bumping into each
other. I decided to take matters into my own hands, so
to speak and turned at right angles to Bobby and
placed one foot on the small bench at the back of the
cubicle. I could see Bobby thought this was a good
idea as he followed suit immediately. We were now
standing side by side with our towels loosely over our
bodies. I leaned forward and pulled my swimming trunks
off and, as I did so, my towel fell to the ground. For
the first time ever I was naked in front of my best
friend and I knew he would be checking me out. Even if
he wasn't interested in male sex, he would still want
to look me over and reassure himself that he was a
good size. Bobby moved his head slightly, no doubt to
get a better angle for viewing and then he gave a sort
of a gasp and blurted out,

"I never knew you were circumcised, Pete."

"Since birth, mate", I replied, trying to sound casual
as I added, "How about you?"

"No, still intact. Always thought I'd never want
anyone tampering with me there but I have to admit it
looks good on you!" Bobby replied.

"Why, thank you, kind sir. From what I can see of you,
your cock looks pretty good as well. I bet it's huge
when you get a hard-on", I said playfully and ran a
finger sensuously over the dark blue exposed head of
my prick, but wondering if I was going too far too
fast.

I need not have worried because Bobby's reaction was
to give his cock a few rapid wank strokes that brought
it fully to life. The sight of his large pale pink
cock with its bright red glans poking through the end
of the foreskin was enough to start my rather smaller
dick into full erection mode. As my friend removed his
hand I could make out his massive hard-on and I gave
out a gasp,

"Wow!! That really is enormous!!"

I now knew that Bobby was big everywhere and I stepped
back off the bench and turned slightly so that I could
get a better look. At the same time, Bobby did
something similar and the ends of our two cocks
touched. I felt a bolt of electric excitement rush
through me at that moment and, by the look in Bobby's
eye, he had a similar experience. I leaned back
against the wall of the cubicle breathing hard and
trying to focus on my friend's beautiful cock. Bobby
moved closer and looked straight into my eyes seeking
a response. I hoped against hope that what my
expression was reflecting was my desire for him to go
further. He must have got the message because, casting
caution to the wind, Bobby took hold of my prick as
well as his own and started wanking them in unison. I
let out a soft moan of pleasure as I felt my oldest
friend's hand playing with my raging erection. All the
time he was doing this, Bobby never lost eye contact
with me all the time that he was grinding our two
cocks together in his palm. I was getting excited and
knew that it would only take a few more moments of
this treatment before I would be ready to cum. Bobby
sensed this and, still looking me in the eye, released
his grip and slid gently down onto his knees and
opened his mouth to take the engorged head of my cock
in between his lips. Again I moaned with pleasure as
my best friend swallowed the hard length of my penis
into his mouth and ran his tongue around the sensitive
underside. I could just make out his mouth and face as
he bobbed up and down on my erection. The most
exciting moment came when Bobby removed his lips
completely and I could just make out a number of
strands of saliva mixed with pre-cum stretching from
his lips to the very wet and oozing piss slit. By now
my spunk was beginning to boil and my balls tightened
as they prepared to sent it on its way to the outside
world. Bobby's eyes were aglow with excited
anticipation when he realised that I was about to
shoot my load. My oldest friend worked his lips and
tongue to fullest effect and received his due reward
when I blasted several volleys of hot ball cream into
his warm and welcoming mouth. Bobby swallowed all I
had to offer and never spilt a drop.

I had noticed that as he sucked me, Bobby had been
playing with his cock, gently rolling the foreskin on
and off the pink glans, but I wanted to finish him
myself. I did not think that I could return the favour
and suck his massive dick into my mouth and Bobby
sensed this too. My friend stood back up and moved
even closer until he was pressing me against the wall
and himself against my stomach. I could feel the
warmth of his massive dick against my stomach skin and
tried to insinuate my hand so that I could wank him,
but Bobby had other ideas. My oldest friend began to
move his shaft up and down my skin and pressed hard
against me until I finally felt him begin to tremble.
The rigidity of his body against mine meant that I
experienced Bobby's orgasm as intensely as he did. His
breathing became shallower and the thrusting became
faster until he suddenly went still and then with a
great sigh he shot his spunk all over my stomach and
chest. I felt his massive tool throb and spit out the
cum for what seemed like an infinity. Finally the
twitching stopped and Bobby eased the pressure by
stepping back a short distance but still remained very
close. I reached down to pick up a towel to start
cleaning off the sticky goo from my body, but Bobby
stopped me and, to my amazement, leaned down and
licked the spunky residue off me.

After that, the pair of us continued to dry ourselves
and got dressed as quickly as possible as it was
nearly time for the swimming pool to close. Before we
left, we reported my lost glasses to the ticket office
and they confirmed that they would most probably be
found when the pool was drained. I was told to return
the following day to collect them. Bobby helped me
home, pushing our bikes as I could not see well enough
to ride. We walked in comparative silence and unspoken
thought passing through each of our minds which was
the question of why we had never done anything like
this before. When we got to my house, Bobby looked at
me closely and said suggestively,

"Shall we go swimming again tomorrow night after
you've collected your glasses or, better still,
before?"

"Sure thing", I replied with a grin, "I'm sorry we
have to wait for so long!!"

That night in bed I thought about all the missed
opportunities I had had with Bobby and determined I
would not miss out on any more and I was pretty sure
Bobby wouldn't want to either. I also determined that
I would try to get my best friend to tell me more
about the pool attendant he had been having fun with
earlier in the evening and maybe suggest that we might
all three of us have a get together. With that happy
thought warming my body and especially my dick, I
drifted off to sleep.

Bobby came round to my house very early the next
morning. I was up but not dressed when he called. My
Mum took the message and came into the kitchen, where
I was eating my breakfast. One look at her face and I
could tell that she was not very pleased,

"What's all this about you losing your new glasses at
the swimming pool last night, Peter?"

"Well", I replied, trying to make light of the
situation, "I did not actually lose them, they fell
into the water. I just forgot to take them off before
I jumped in, that's all."

"You really are a very careless boy, Peter", my Mum
responded angrily, "Those glasses cost a lot of money
and you've dropped them in the swimming pool where
they could be lost for days! Even if they do find them
they could be broken or damaged by a swimmer stepping
on them. I'm extremely annoyed with you for being so
careless!"

"But Mum", I protested, "They were going to drain the
pool last night, we reported the glasses missing
straight away and Bobby even tried to find them, but
there wasn't much time. However, the man we spoke to
said that we should not worry about it and the chances
are we should get them back tonight."

"I hope so, Peter, I really do", my Mum was calmer
now, "But if they're damaged or broken you'll have to
pay for them to be repaired. You can use some of the
money from your holiday job and I hope that will teach
you to be more careful in future. Talking of the job,
you'd better hurry up aren't you due for your
interview today."

"Yes, Mum, but it's not till half past ten." I
replied.

"Hurry up anyway and go and see if your Gran needs
anything." My Mum said, still trying to sound annoyed,
but not doing it very well.

I took my opportunity to change the subject and asked,

"By the way, did Bobby say anything else?"

"Yes, Bobby said that he would see you round his house
at six tonight and then you could go together to the
swimming baths from there, collect your glasses
hopefully and go swimming if there's time. If all
works out I don't want you out late tonight. OK?" My
Mum replied.

I nodded my agreement, anxious to avoid any further
problems. I was not best pleased that Bobby had
dropped me in it. I had hoped to get away with not
telling my Mum about the lost glasses, but Bobby
coming round had spoilt that. I was annoyed as well
because my best friend lives further away from the
swimming pool than I do and I could not understand why
he wanted me to go round to his house that night.

After I checked on my Gran, who lives in a small
apartment attached to our main house, and found that
she was fine and did not need anything, I went to have
a shower and get dressed. Standing in the shower my
annoyance with Bobby subsided as I realised that one
reason why he might me round at his house could be
that we would have the chance to be alone there and
continue where we had left off the night before. As
the water from the shower rained down on my body, I
fantasised about his big cock and how much I wanted to
see and touch it again. This thought made my dick
harden and I began to relieve the pressure in the
time-honoured way, which eventually resulted in my
spraying the walls of the shower with a thick wad of
spunk.

After I had got fully dressed, my Mum gave me a pep
talk about how to behave at the interview for my
holiday job. As all I was going to be was a glorified
coffee boy in a solicitor's firm, it did not require
much skill to land the job and the interview wasn't
even with the person I would be working for because he
was too busy. The secretary asked me a number of
questions and clearly I passed muster as she told me I
could start the four-week employment the following
day. My parents and Gran were all pleased to hear the
news and said that we would go out for dinner the
following Saturday to celebrate.

Sitting at home waiting for six o'clock to come round
was a drag, but Gran made me a nice tea and then I
went up to my room to change for swimming. Soon after
that I was pedalling my bike round to Bobby's house. I
turned the corner into my friend's road and noticed a
strange car parked outside his house. Again I was
confused as it was clear the house would not be empty
after all. I rang the bell and Bobby's Gran came to
the door and said,

"Oh, hello Peter dear, Bobby and his friend are in the
front room waiting for you."

I was amazed that Bobby had brought someone else to
the house at the same time that we were die to go
swimming together. To my mind, a third party would
certainly ruin the chances of a repeat performance in
the changing cubicles, as Bobby and I could hardly go
ion together and leave the third person standing
outside. I walked into the room and there was my best
friend sitting in a chair talking animatedly to a lad
about a year or so older than we were. The stranger
was tall and thin, with fair hair, blue eyes and a
pale complexion. I could feel my dick getting hard
just looking at him and the thought of him naked was
enough to make me glad my swimming shorts were roomy
enough to contain my hard-on. Bobby beamed at me as I
came into the room and said,

"Hi, Peter, I'd like you to meet Eric Edwards. Eric
works at the same place that I do and that's his car
out there. He said he'd like to come swimming with us
tonight and drive us down there in his car. Hope
that's OK with you?"

I shook Eric's hand and said,

"Of course it is!"

Bobby beamed ever more and left Eric and I together
while he went and told his Gran we were all ready to
go off to the swimming baths. I took the opportunity
to check Eric out a bit more and noticed that he was
doing much the same to me. I felt a twitch in my groin
at the thought that we might have a kindred spirit
amongst us. Before I could make any further move to
find out if my suspicion could be confirmed, Bobby
returned and, very soon after that, we were driving
towards the swimming pool with Eric and my best friend
in the front and me, as the smallest, squashed in the
back.

We paid at the entrance and then I went off to the
lost property office to find out if my glasses had
been found, fortunately they had been and not only
that but they were undamaged. Greatly relieved, I then
returned to the changing block just in time to see
Bobby and Eric coming away from the toilet area and
preparing to go into the water. Bobby as usual had on
a pair of loose fitting trunks but Eric was wearing a
very tight pair of speedos, which I could see bulged
in all the right places and left little to the
imagination. My friends waited while I quickly
changed, went to the toilet and joined them at the
poolside. After that, we all had a good fun time
messing around in the water, However, it was a warm
sunny night and the pool was crowded so we could not
get up to too many tricks. The large number of people
meant that the changing room area was likely to be
crowded when we went back there, so there would be
little chance of any fun in the cubicles either. I
was, however, a little surprised when Bobby came over
to me after we had been in the water for less than
thirty minutes and said,

"Shall we go and get changed now? Eric's asked us back
to his place."

I nodded enthusiastically and my best friend gave my
crotch a gentle and encouraging squeeze by way of
confirmation that our visit to Eric's house would be
for more than just a cup of tea and a chat. When we
got to the changing area it was as I had expected full
of people but we eventually found three cubicles that
were empty and Eric, Bobby and I disappeared into one
and dried ourselves and got changed back into our day
clothes. I took a decision as I was dressing to leave
off my underwear and just put on my jeans and T-shirt
ready for action when we got to back to Eric's house.
I was the first to emerge from the cubicles but I did
not have long to wait as Bobby and then Eric also came
out fully dressed a few minutes later. We walked
briskly out of the pool entrance and across the road
to our new friend's car and got in. I had no idea how
far we would be going, but fortunately it was not a
great distance. I was pleased because, although I am
quite small, even I found the cramped conditions in
the back if the car very uncomfortable. After a
ten-minute drive, Eric turned into a small road and
parked outside a house that was completely dark.

Eric led us into the house and indicated that a main
room, which was furnished with some easy chairs, was
where we were to go. As we entered the room, our new
friend asked Bobby and me whether we wanted a drink,
but we both said we were fine so Eric came over to
where we were sitting and joined us. In a quiet tone,
our host said,

"Well, I think we all know why we're here, so shall we
go somewhere more comfortable and more suitable for
what we all have in mind?"

Bobby nodded and stood up and I could see that his
jeans were tenting in front as his massive cock rose
to full erection. Eric smiled at this sight and gently
brushed his hand against the front of my best friend's
clothing making contact with his dick shaft and balls.
Not to be outdone I stood close by as well and felt a
warm rush as Eric's hand slid across and fondled my
smaller, but equally hard, cock and balls. I reached
out and fondled Eric's bulging jeans and found that
like us he was as hard as a rock underneath his
clothing. Although no expert I guessed that this new
friend's dick was about the same size as my own.

Without another word, we all followed Eric up to his
bedroom, the central feature of which was a large
double bed. When we were all inside the room and the
curtains had been drawn, our host again took charge
and said,

"Why don't we get more comfortable and show each other
what we're made of?"

I needed no second invitation and immediately reached
over to unzip Eric's jeans and he began to remove
Bobby's T-shirt. I felt inside the opening hole at the
front of Eric's jeans and found that he, like me, had
no underwear on and I immediately made contact with
the silky flesh of a rock hard cock shaft. Exploring
further, I felt first the hairy balls that lay
underneath the shaft and then moved my hand up towards
the tip and discovered that he was circumcised. As I
had previously guessed, Eric's cock was roughly as big
as mine but a little thicker around the shaft. I
gently squeezed the velvety spongy head of Eric's
prick as I pulled it clear of his clothing. Unlike my
cut cock, which had a small amount of surplus skin
that bunched just under the ridge of the head, Eric's
cock head was like an arrow head extension of his
shaft and the glans were a darker purple than my own
rather pink variety. By now, Bobby had started to
unzip me and was fishing out my cut cock and revealing
my tool for inspection by Eric, who gave it a nod of
approval and gently wanked it with one hand. With his
free hand, our new friend began releasing Bobby's
massive cock from its constricting clothing. With a
large sigh from my best friend, his dick appeared and,
now that all three of us were fully exposed, we
quickly explored each other to the full.

It was clear that this was not the first time that
Eric had seen Bobby's large, thick uncut cock, but he
still purred with pleasure as he stroked the length
and girth and gently eased back the foreskin to reveal
the sensitive glans that it protected. I joined in and
together we fondled and played with Bobby's cock and
balls as my best friend completed his undressing.
Within seconds, Bobby was completely naked and urging
Eric and I to complete our own striptease. My best
friend lay on the bed watching as Eric and I got rid
of our remaining clothing and climbed up alongside
him.

Earlier that day I had decided that I was going to try
to get at least some of Bobby's cock into my mouth and
suck him like he had sucked me the day before. Eric
had a similar notion and we moved down either side of
my best friend's body until our mouths and tongues
converged on our mutual goal. Eric's tongue worked its
way up Bobby's stiff shaft and he began to lick the
large piss slit as I worked my tongue down the other
side and found one of my horny friend's massive balls,
which I slowly took between my lips. Bobby moaned in
response to the oral treatment he was receiving,

"Oh yeah!! Suck my dick!! Eat my balls!! Don't either
of you stop doing what you're doing, unless it's to
change places!!"

As if it was an order, Eric began to remove his mouth
and tongue from the top of Bobby's cock, licking round
the sensitive area of the piss slit before teasing the
frenum with his tongue. As Eric moved down towards my
best friend's large balls, I moved in the opposite
direction until my mouth was level with the top of the
sensitive exposed head of my best friend's dick. My
tongue made contact with the piss slit just as a large
globule of pre-cum formed there and I happily licked
the greasy liquid onto my tongue as Bobby guided my
head gently down with his hand so that I was forced to
take some of the massive cock head between my lips. I
only hoped that I was doing it right as my jawbone was
stretched to the limit by the massive tool. I think I
must have not disgraced myself because my best
friend's moaning increased with every second that Eric
and I worked on Bobby's cock and he finally gasped
out,

"Yeah, Pete, take my sticky dick head between your
sweet lips!! Suck both my balls for me Eric!! Wank the
shaft!! Please!! Don't stop!!"

It was clear that it would not be very long before
Bobby was on the point of blasting his ball cream and
I was anxious to taste it. However I also wanted to
share the moment and the taste with Eric and I tried
to communicate this wish to my friend who was busily
sucking Bobby's balls and wanking his cock shaft. Eric
must have got my intention because he slowly moved his
head away from sucking my best friend's balls and, as
the two great orbs tightened and the shaft began to
swell, he gently ran his tongue up towards the bulging
head, again teasing the frenum. Meanwhile my tongue
was caressing Bobby's piss slit and I knew that it
would only be a matter of seconds before he shot his
spunk into my mouth. I heard my best friend give a
kind of a gasp and then I felt something hit the roof
of my mouth as he reached his orgasm. Greedily I
lapped up the first two shots of cum before making way
for Eric who took the next three smaller volleys of
spunk and then, together, as the amount of ball juice
reduced to just a few drops, we lapped up the
remainder until Bobby indicated that he wanted us to
stop as his glans were too sensitive.

I looked down at my own dick and realised that it was
leaking copious amounts of pre-cum and that the
exposed head was greasy and slick. I also noted that
Eric's cock was in a similar state. I was just
preparing to suck my new friend's cock in between my
lips and hoped that he would return the favour, when
Bobby showing remarkable powers of recovery intervened
again and said,

"Wow, thanks guys, that was amazing!! Having two
mouths on my dick was the best ever!! Give me a minute
and then I'd like to have you both fuck me, one at the
front and the other at the back!! Eric will you slide
that greasy cock of yours up my hole while I suck
Pete's prick between my lips?"

Although I was disappointed that I would not have the
chance to suck Eric's prick I was delighted by Bobby's
alternative. I got to gently squeeze and wank my new
friend while we waited for my best friend to get
himself prepared. A few moments later Bobby indicated
that he was happy to start again and so we arranged
ourselves in such a way that my best friend could be
stuffed at both ends by two very hard, very greasy,
cut pricks. From the way he seemed to know what to do,
I realised that this was not the first time that Eric
had invaded my best friend's tight love channel and I
watched excitedly as the soft velvety head of Eric's
dick made contact with the puckered entrance, became
engaged and then slowly entered. The head and shaft
pushed further and deeper inside until it had
completely disappeared. All the time that Eric's cock
was entering his welcoming hole, Bobby was gazing up
at me with a look of pleasure and lust on his face.
Then, as soon as he was comfortable, my best friend
turned towards me and looked up at me with desire in
his eyes and opened his mouth wide as I guided my cock
towards his welcoming lips. The feeling of the warm
mouth on my dick was just as good the second time as
the first and I groaned with pleasure as my best
friend, never once taking his eyes off my face,
swallowed my hard shaft into his mouth and down his
throat. As my prick disappeared inside the warm mouth,
I cried out with pleasure,

"Oh that's so good!! Yes, Bobby, suck my prick!! Make
me cum!!"

At my best friend's rear entrance, Eric's dick was
moving rhythmically in and out of Bobby's welcoming
love channel and the horny teen was groaning loudly,

"Oh yes, take my cock up your tight warm hole!! It
feels soo good inside you!! I feel as though I belong
here, but I can't keep this up for too long!!"

I leaned over Bobby's back to get a better view of
Eric's cock appearing and disappearing inside Bobby's
hole and the sight made me shiver with excitement as I
realised that this was the first time I had ever seen
a guy being fucked. The effect of watching Eric's cock
invading my best friend's hole had the effect of
making me feel hornier than I had ever felt before,
and within seconds the telltale signs of impending
orgasm started developing in my balls. Although I
would have like to hold out longer I knew that I was
fighting a losing battle. Bobby recognised the signs
and intensified his oral assault on my prick and
especially on the exposed head and piss slit. I felt
my balls rise and tighten and the wonderful tingle of
excitement as my cream began the journey that would
lead to it exploding out of my cock head and onto
Bobby's waiting tongue and down his throat. Unable to
control events any more, I relaxed and allowed nature
to take over and, as I delivered a series of spunk
volleys into my best friend's greedy mouth, I groaned,

"Oh fuck, Bobby!! Yes!! .. Here  ..  I .. cum!!! ..
Here .. I .. cum!!"

Bobby was rocking backwards and forwards thrusting his
mouth along the full length of my shaft until his face
was buried in my pubes and then pushing back in order
to meet the inward stroke as Eric fucked his love
channel. Our new partner saw what was happening to me
and called out, breathlessly,

"That's it, Bobby, .. take your best friend's creamy
load!! I'm almost ..  there too!! I'm going to cream
your insides .. with my jizz any second now!! ..
Squeeze my prick tightly with your arse muscles,
Bobby!! .. Feel the shaft throbbing .. and twitching
deep inside you!! .. That's it!! Here .. cums .. your
.. second .. load!! Yeah .. Oh .. Yeah .. Yeah!!"

Eric's body tensed and then relaxed as all the energy
went into his balls and cock and his cum began to
spray deep inside Bobby's welcoming hole. By this time
my own cock had softened and was becoming too
sensitive so I allowed it to slip out from between my
best friend's lips and I lay back on the bed in a
position to watch the remaining action. Having let go
of my softening dick, Bobby now had the opportunity to
say something for the first time in a while,

"Thanks, Pete!! I love the taste of your juicy ball
cream sliding on my tongue and down my throat!!  .. I
also love the feel of Eric's prick .. deep inside me
filling me with .. his slimy cum!! I'm so turned on ..
I'm ready to shoot .. a second load myself!!"

Eric had finally subsided and he was breathing heavily
from his efforts as he slowly begun to withdraw his
spent dick from Bobby's hole. Once it had plopped out
the exhausted partner lay back on the bed. I was too
tired to try to finish Bobby off with my mouth, so I
reached down and took hold of his cock shaft, which
was slimy with pre-cum. It only took a few strokes
before my friend was gasping and groaning and I was
rewarded with the feel of his massive shaft expanding
and contracting as Bobby fired second load of love
juice all over my fingers and onto the bedclothes
beneath him. I pulled my hand free and licked some of
the spunk off my fingers with my tongue and then
offered the rest to Bobby and Eric, who each slurped
up the creamy jizz. I finished the remainder and then
we all lay back on the bed to recover from our
exertions.  My best friend lay in the middle of the
bed with me on one side of him and Eric on the other
and we dozed quietly for a few minutes before I
realised the time and said,

"We'd better be going. My Mum will be expecting me
back shortly after the swimming pool closed, which was
twenty minutes ago! She was annoyed about my glasses
last night. I don't want any more trouble tonight,
especially as I start work tomorrow. Sorry, guys, but
I really am going to have to go right now!!"

Bobby and Eric reluctantly agreed to my request and we
all got off the bed together. I noticed that my best
friend's cock, now fully covered with the protective
foreskin, was beginning to show signs of hardening
again and so too was Eric's cut cock, which had
started looking as though it would soon be available
for another round. I would have liked to stay and suck
both of their cocks and have my own dick given oral
treatment from Eric but time was against us. However,
we all realised that we would have to get dressed and
postpone another round to another day. Before we left
the house and Eric drove us back to close to where
Bobby live, the three of us agreed that this had been
a great evening and vowed that it would not be long
before we repeated the experience.

I got home just before my parents would have started
to stress out or get angry and explained that after
the swimming I had popped in to Bobby's house to
borrow a CD and he could not find it. as soon as I
could I escaped to my bedroom and got ready for bed.
As with the previous night I lay back and waited for
sleep to come and, as I did so, memories of the
excitement of having sex with Bobby and Eric flooded
into my brain and transmitted themselves to my prick,
which dutifully hardened and demanded attention before
I could relax enough to finally become unconscious.

To my surprise I was up bright and early the next
morning and was even ahead of the time my Mum said
that she would be ready to give me a lift. My Gran was
also there to see me off but my Dad had left, as
usual, some time before I surfaced. The drive to town
was a relatively short one but I noticed my Mum
checking me out to ensure that I was appropriately
dressed for my job. She caught my eye and said,

"You look fine, Peter and I'm glad to see you have
your glasses back and that they are in one piece,
despite your carelessness."

"Thanks, Mum", I replied, carefully deciding not to
re-open the subject of my lost spectacles at this
early hour and, to my surprise, Mum chose not to go
any further with the subject either. We arrived at the
end of the pedestrian precinct in the middle of which
was the office where I was to work so my Mum stopped
the car and let me out. As I closed the car door, she
called out,

"Good luck, Peter! I hope that the day goes well!"

I smiled and waved an acknowledgement and then walked
the rest of the way, arriving at the door of the
Office about five minutes early. The woman on
reception looked at me and I told her my name and why
I was there and she replied,

"Ah yes, the new temp! You're a bit keen aren't you?"

I explained that my Mum had given me a lift and her
work was further away at the other end of town so that
was why I was early. The receptionist nodded and led
me through to another room where I was given a
temporary pass to get into the Offices which had a
security system fitted. Fully armed with my swipe
card, I was led upstairs to the office where I was to
work. Once again, Mr Graham Moss was not there to
greet me, but the same secretary that had interviewed
me and whose name I could not remember was. Eventually
I realised that her name was Marge and that she was
the person from whom I would get my instructions. My
main duties appeared to be to do a mountain of
photocopying and make endless cups of tea and coffee
for clients, fellow employees and, the unseen, Mr
Moss.

I did not find the work very taxing but the day went
surprisingly quickly and before I new it I was on my
way back home. After I had told the story of my day to
the family and had something to eat I said that I
would pop round to see Bobby, but my Mum said,

"I'm sorry, Peter, I clean forgot. Bobby's Mum rang.
He's not in tonight or tomorrow and then they are all
away for the weekend, but she said he asked her to
tell you he'd see you again on Monday."

I tried to hide my disappointment and wondered where
Bobby had gone. I also wondered whether Eric might
turn up at the swimming pool even if my best friend
had gone away. I decided to take a chance and go on my
own. Unlike the previous night, it was cold and wet
and the pool was virtually deserted. There was no sign
of Eric and not much in the way of interesting people
around at all, but I decided to hang on for a while,
swim a few lengths and then go home. I took my time
but there was no sign of anyone so I decided to get
out of the water. I was cold and wanted a hot drink
from the snack bar before I got changed. The snack bar
was heated and I felt better the moment I got inside
and ordered my cup of tomato soup. The place was
deserted apart from an elderly lady behind the bar,
who made no conversation after I had paid for my
drink. Despite being the only person in the place, I
lingered over the soup before finally leaving and
making my way to the changing rooms.

I collected my clothes and, on a whim, decided to walk
down to the far end of the cubicles to the place where
I had had my first sexual encounter. I did not go in
through the usual door behind which sex took place,
but walked into the one just before it and closed the
door. I checked the walls but could see no sign of a
hole. Slowly, I peeled off my wet swimming trunks and
wrapped the towel around my waist and started to dry
my groin. The warmth and comfort of the towelling
began to bring sensation and life back to my prick,
which responded to the touch by leaping into hardness.
I allowed the towel to slip down and stood naked,
looking down at the rock hard erection that bounced in
front of my stomach. I closed my eyes and, recalling,
my adventures in the cubicles and the fun I had so
recently enjoyed with Bobby and Eric, I began to toss
myself off slowly and sensuously.

I had not been wanking long when I was disturbed by a
sound coming from the cubicle next door. I stopped
what I was doing and listened for a moment straining
to catch what was going on. I realised there was a
small gap at the bottom of the partition and that if I
leant down I might just see something. I squatted down
and was amazed to see that there was a small pool of
water on the floor next door that had spread into my
cubicle. As I looked in the pool I got a perfect
reflection of a hand wanking a dick. It did not strike
me immediately but suddenly I realised, if I could see
the stranger playing with his cock, if he had done the
same as I had and squatted down, he would have seen
me! I could not tell how old the person was next door
from the reflection and I wondered if it was the guy I
had originally met a couple of years before. The only
way to be certain would be to stand on the bench and
try to sneak a look into next door. I made my mind up
and did just that. I stood on the bench and moved
quietly towards the partition wall and, to my
surprise, came face to face with someone doing exactly
the same thing on the other side! We both did a double
take and stepped back, but by now it was too late. The
person next door and I had both seen each other and it
was only a matter of time before one of us did
something. To my surprise, I took the initiative and
slipped the towel loosely around my waist, opened my
door and walked to the adjacent cubicle and tapped
gently on the door. The door opened at once and I
stepped inside. I immediately recognised the person
standing there naked. It was the pool attendant I had
seen with Bobby just a few days previously.

Feeling overdressed, I let my towel slip off and stood
in front of the pool attendant now as naked as he was.
The man standing in front of me was in his early
forties, quite tall, with dark hair and dark eyes. The
rest of his body was completely hairless including the
area around his groin. The dick that sprang from the
stranger's body was very long and thin and, to my
surprise and delight, was circumcised. Although I was
aware from observations of my contemporaries at school
that a larger section of the older generation had been
circumcised than was the case of my age group, I
thought it amazing that of the most recent people I
had had sex with two of them had been cut and only
Bobby was still intact.

As I was checking him out, the stranger was giving me
the once over as well and he seemed to approve from
the large smile that lit up his face. I moved closer
and reached out to grab hold of the hard cock that was
bobbing in front of me. Although I was worried by its
length I was certain that I could get the head and
some of the cock shaft into my mouth and give it a
good sucking. I knelt down and let my tongue lick the
underside of the long, hard erection, pulling it down
slightly so that it would slip between my lips. I
looked up at the man and he seemed to nod
encouragement and then he gasped as my lips brushed
the tip of his exposed head. There was a further soft
moan when I gently parted my lips to allow it to pass
into my waiting mouth.

I held the shaft about half way down and allowed the
rest to enter my mouth until I felt the gag reflex
kick in and then gradually withdrew it from between my
lips. I repeated this action several times and each
time received an encouraging pat on the head and a
gentle groan of pleasure. As I was working my lips and
mouth up and down the shaft and teasing the piss slit
with my tongue, the man whispered to me,

"Put your finger up my hole, please!! Finger fuck me
as you suck!!"

I instinctively knew what to do and my finger quickly
found the puckered hole and inserted my index finger,
which was greased only with a small amount of pre-cum
from my own oozing prick. This action brought a
further quiet moan of pleasure from the man I was
sucking and, encouraged by the response, I tried
successfully to insert a second finger. The reaction
was amazing! The man began to push his dick faster in
and out of my mouth as I tried to hold his rock hard
firmly with my lips. The cock was twitching and
expanding with each thrust and I realised that the man
was about to shoot his load. The breathing above me
became increasingly fast and ragged as we both fought
to prolong the pleasurable experience but all to no
avail. The man held my head still as his piss slit
opened wide and I received a copious amount of spunk
straight into my mouth before it slid down my throat.
I swallowed hard and eagerly, anxious not to allow any
spillage and was pleased with my efforts as I managed
to consume everything that the man had to offer, even
licking the last dribbling stream of jizz as he
withdrew the softening shaft from between my lips. As
his cock plopped out, the stranger smiled at me and
whispered,

"Thanks, that was great!!"

The excitement of what was happening had all but
brought me to the point of orgasm as well so I sat
back on my heals and reached down to grasp my engorged
dick but the man stopped me and whispered,

"Don't waste it!! I want you to fuck me and cum inside
my tight hole!!"

The man produced a condom from inside his bag and with
one simple movement encased my aching cock in the
protective covering. Turning his back to me, the
stranger braced himself against the bench at the back
of the cubicle, spread his legs and revealed the
entrance to his welcoming hole. I quickly guided my
rock hard dick to the spot and nudged up against it.
To my amazement, the entrance opened up before me and
within a matter of seconds the head of my cock was
buried inside the man, along with much of the shaft. I
pushed again and felt my balls slap against the man's
arse cheeks, receiving a quiet grunt of approval as I
did so. Remembering how Eric had fucked Bobby with
slow and deliberate strokes in and out, I began to
pull out and then push back in again. It did not take
me long to realise that I was too far gone for this to
go on for much longer. I could feel my balls churning
and my breath was getting shorter so I drove in one
last time and held my cock in place. Sensing that I
was about to cum, the man clenched his arse muscles
and gripped me tightly and I nearly passed out as the
intensity of the orgasm overwhelmed me. My piss slit
widened and ropes of spunk shot out into the well of
the condom, but both the stranger and I could feel the
intensity of the moment. I had just completed my first
fuck!

I slumped against the man's back as the intense moment
slowly subsided and my cock began to soften and slip
out from the depths of the stranger's insides. The man
looked round and whispered,

"Thanks!! I needed that!! Next time, you will last
longer and it will be even better for both of us!!"

I nodded and mouthed a `thank you' back but was still
too overcome with emotion to speak. As soon as my
prick had fully left his body, the man spun round and
gently and carefully pulled the condom off my cock and
put it up to his lips and sucked out the contents
swallowing the lot with a cheerful smile on his face.
As I watched him my cock, which had not completely
softened, grew hard again and I wanked it a few times
before I reached a second orgasm, this time spraying a
modest amount of jizz onto the cubicle floor. The man
watched this performance in amused silence and nodded
approvingly as I shot my second load.

As I recovered from the excitement of two orgasms
within a few minutes of each other, the stranger
started to get dressed and I watched as he put on his
clothes, leaving his cock tantalisingly visible for as
long as possible. It was only as he completed dressing
that I realised that my clothes were still in the
cubicle next door. I indicated this fact with my thumb
and the stranger indicated with a smile that he
understood. After I had wrapped the towel around my
body, the man unlocked the door, opened it wide enough
just to check that all was well, nodded to me and let
me out. I quickly went into the next cubicle, sat on
the bench and began to get dressed. By the time I had
finished and was ready to leave, the man had
disappeared. I felt somewhat deflated that he had
disappeared without us making an arrangement to meet
again.

I left the changing room and walked towards the exit
and had reached the turnstile when I heard someone
coming up just behind me. I looked round and to my
delight saw it was the stranger, who smiled and
whispered as he caught up with me,

"You didn't think I'd let you go without making
another date, did you?"

I tried to pretend that the thought had never even
crossed my mind but it was clear that it had so I
said,

"Well, no, especially as I recognise you as one of the
pool attendants. I've seen you around the pool and so
I thought I could easily make contact with you here!"

"Does that mean, you'd like to see me again?" the
stranger said.

I grinned and said,

"Yes, indeed. By the way, I think you also know my
best friend. He's got the biggest uncut cock I've ever
seen and I saw him coming out of the cubicle where we
were today a few days ago. I also saw you come out of
there too."

"You know that kid as well!! He's amazingly big,
nearly ripped me in half!! Maybe we could have a
threesome one day?" the man said quietly.

We were outside the swimming pool area now and in the
street so our conversation was in hushed tones, but I
rounded off the chat by saying,

"Yeah!! That would be fun!!"

I decided against adding that a foursome might have
even more possibilities. The older man seemed
genuinely pleased and, as we reached his rather good
new car, he asked

"Want a lift home anywhere?"

I shook my head and indicated to my new older friend
that I was walking the short distance to my home and
that it was in the opposite direction to the way he
was heading. The man smiled and said goodbye and
thanked me again and I thanked him and went off home.
I avoided too many questions about the swimming when I
got home, told my parents that the events of the day
had tired me out and said that I w as off to bed. I
overheard my Mum tell my dad that she thought I was
doing too much and that, as the work was good for me,
I would have to cut down on my leisure activities.
Vowing not to allow my tiredness show again, I retired
to my room and tumbled into bed.

The next morning everything was something of a rush. I
overslept and only just got downstairs in time to
catch my Mum before she left. In the car Mum fretted
about how tired I looked but I assured her I would be
OK once I got into a routine. I had been tired the day
before I explained because a full day's work had been
a shock to the system but I was used to doing more
when I was at school and I still expected to be able
to work and have fun at the same time. My Mum said
that she and Dad would reserve judgement on that
matter but at least she did not say an absolute `no'.

The day at the Office was much as the first one had
been. All except for what happened right at the end of
the day. I had been asked to photocopy a huge document
and, needless to say, in the middle of doing this big
job, the machine jammed. I was scrambling about trying
to fix it when Marge came by and said,

"I have to go early tonight. When you've fixed the
machine and finished copying the document, take it to
Mr Moss' office and leave it on his desk. He'll be in
later and he wants that before he goes home."

I grunted my agreement unable to say much as I was
straining to clear the jammed paper. This took a few
more minutes but was eventually sorted and I completed
my task. I gathered the copies up together and carried
them into the empty solicitor's office. I had just
laid the pile on the table when I caught a movement in
the doorway and looked up. I froze. Standing in the
doorway was a man I recognised, my employer was none
other than the stranger, who was the pool attendant I
had fucked the night before. My employer was equally
surprised but recovered quickly and, after closing the
door, said,

"If I had known that the young man who fucked me last
night was working in my Office and went under the name
of Peter the temp, I would have been even more
delighted than I was already!"

I had just about recovered and I laughed in reply and
said,

"If I'd known who I was going to work for, I would
have asked for more money and a longer period of
temporary work! I'm always happy to be of service to
people who appreciate me!"

Graham Moss beamed at me, stepped forward and, having
placed one hand on my crotch, deftly unzipped my fly
with the other. My dick rose to meet the invading hand
and I felt my employer grasp hold of the engorging
shaft and start to wank it. Checking that the office
door was firmly locked and that no one could come in,
Graham Moss removed my dick from my trousers and took
it firmly between his lips and sucked me into his
mouth. Wanking the shaft with one hand and sucking the
head and teasing the piss slit with his mouth and
tongue, Graham soon had me on the verge of exploding.
I had just enough time to moan aloud and whisper,

"Don't stop!! I'm .. cum .. mm .. ing!!!"

The solicitor clamped his mouth over the engorged cock
head as I shot my ball cream into his waiting mouth.
The first shot hit the roof of his mouth and this
first salvo was followed by several more rounds of
jizz landing on his tongue and sliding down his
throat. I held onto Graham's head as I fired my ball
juice into his gobbling mouth and only let go when all
I had to offer was completely gone. Graham stood up
and thanked me and I reached down to grab hold of his
dick and repay the pleasure, but he stopped me saying
that he had a client due at any moment and that I
would have to go. However, my employer, noting the
disappointment in my face, added that next time we met
he would save up two good amounts of spunk for me to
release from his balls. I left the Office feeling
really pleased and determined to hold Graham to his
promise.

I was rather later home than usual and my parents
asked if everything was OK. I told her that it was and
that I had a job to finish before I left the Office
and the machine had broken which had delayed me
further. My Mum was concerned that the delay might
have upset my employer but I reassured her that he
seemed very pleased with my efforts. My Dad asked
whose office I was in and, when I told him the name of
my employer, he said,

"Yes, I've heard about Graham Moss! He's a bit of a
weirdo, isn't he? He's supposed to work strange hours
and hardly ever comes into the office when other
people are there. Does a lot of his business from
home. I also heard that he was once a champion swimmer
and that he still volunteers to be a pool attendant at
the local baths. I don't suppose you've ever seen him
there have you?"

I wondered if my Dad knew more about my employer than
he was letting on, but decoded to play it cool,

"I've never seen him at the pool, I expect he only
does weekends." I lied, "and at work I've only met him
briefly and he was really very pleasant to me. He even
told me I was doing a good job!"

I figured a half-truth was better than a complete lie
and the whole truth could not be told. My reply
convinced my Dad, who replied,

"Well, if he's satisfied with your work, that's great,
Peter. You certainly will gain a lot of experience by
working there, you know."

I nodded, thinking to myself that my Dad didn't know
the half of it!

As promised the whole family went out for dinner on
Saturday evening and we all had a good time. I tended
not to go to the swimming pool on weekends because it
was always so crowded especially if the weather was
even halfway reasonable. I spent part of Sunday
relaxing and not getting up until mid-morning. This
gave me plenty of time to reminisce about the
adventures of the past few weeks and fantasise about
what might happen in the future. The effect of these
thoughts was the inevitable and pleasurable wank
session, which resulted in my balls juice spraying in
large globules all over my stomach and chest.
Eventually I got up, showered, dressed and appeared
downstairs just in time to join my Dad on his Sunday
morning `walk', which was his euphemism for a quick
pint in the local pub. After the drink and lunch I
mooched about the house for the rest of the day, but
was pleased in early evening when Bobby telephoned to
say that he was back home and would meet me at the
usual time the following day. Bobby seemed excited
about something and I hoped that his reason was that
he was going to bring Eric with him again.

I did not see Graham Moss on the Monday, but
discovered that, over the weekend, he had left plenty
of work for Marge and me to be getting on with. There
was also a long line of visitors to the Office, so I
was kept busy making endless drinks for all of them.
Nevertheless, Marge, who seemed to like me, told me
that as I had worked late on Friday of the previous
week, I could go early that day. This gave me plenty
of time to get home, have something to eat and get
changed and ready for Bobby's arrival.

Bobby was late, but eventually turned up looking very
cheerful and pleased to see me. I told my parents that
we were off and received my usual reminder from Mum
not to be late. Bobby and I walked down the road
together and as we wandered towards the swimming pool,
I turned to my best friend and asked,

"No, Eric, today?"

Bobby shook his head rather sadly and said,

"No, he can't make it today, he's got some family
function tonight. Still, there's no reason why you and
I can't have a bit of fun. I'm desperate to get my
balls emptied, I hardly had a moment to myself all
weekend!!"

I grinned and gave my best friend's crotch a craft
squeeze, which was daring since we were walking down a
public street, but safe as there was nobody about. As
I made contact with Bobby's oversized cock and balls,
I said,

"So, there's plenty in there for me to enjoy and play
with!!"

Bobby grinned back at me and said, conspiratorially,

"Shall we scrub the swimming? I know a very quiet and
safe place where we can go and have the kind if fun
you mean!!"

"OK", I said enthusiastically.

I thought I knew the local area like the back of my
hand, but I was in for a surprise that evening.
Instead of turning towards the swimming baths, Bobby
led me in the opposite direction. The path led towards
the sea and the shore. We walked along the sand for a
few minutes and then my best friend turned inland and
we clambered through the sand dunes eventually
reaching a flat area, completely enclosed by taller
mounds of sand. I looked round and wondered if this
was the place and whether it was as quiet and safe as
Bobby had suggested but my friend did not stop there
but led me deeper into the undulating sand dunes.
Suddenly, we came to a rocky outcrop with a series of
caves dug into the side. I looked dubiously at the
first cave that seemed hardly big enough to crawl in.
If I was a tight squeeze, Bobby would never make it,
or so I thought. The entrance was deceptive and,
moments later, Bobby and I were standing in a large
chamber surrounded by rock and with a small amount of
light filtering from a hole in the ceiling. I gasped
in surprise,

"Wow!! I never knew this place was here!! How did you
find it?"

"I didn't. I came here first with Steven Morris, he
was the one that showed me how to find this place. He
brought me here one afternoon a few years ago and we
had our first wank together here."

I was again surprised by what Bobby had just said
because Steven was regarded by all my friends and
myself as the love machine of our generation. He had
started dating girls at thirteen and since then
claimed to have had more girls than most of my male
friends had managed when all their conquests were
added together. The idea of Steven and my best friend
having secret wank sessions was unbelievable. The
disbelief must have shown on my face because Bobby
spoke again,

"It was about six years ago, before he discovered
girls. After a few times, we never did it again,
more's the pity, but I think he used to bring his
girlfriends here, so I had to be careful when I used
this place. Now he's moved away, it's a good, safe
place to come. He and I were some of the few people
who knew how to get into here. I'd like to keep it as
secret as possible and not spread it around too much
or it will become impossible to use."

I nodded my understanding of what had happened and how
Bobby had come to find and use this place as well as
my agreement that I was the recipient of a secret that
was to be kept as tightly as possible. I stood looking
round the rocky enclosure for a moment and then my
friend spoke again,

"Are you going to stand there all day or do I have to
force you to fuck me?"

I grinned and moved closer to Bobby and caressed his
crotch, feeling the massive cock grow and expand as I
touched it. I dropped my towel to the sandy floor of
the cave and knelt down. As Bobby pulled off his
T-shirt, I unzipped his pants and was delighted to see
that he was wearing no underclothes so the object of
my desire swung fee and bobbled against my cheek. I
grasped the tumescent shaft and squashed it against my
cheeks working the skin up and down as I did so. Bobby
sighed and said,

"Mmm, that feels really good! But pull the skin back
and lick my piss slit and cock head for me, please!!"

I did as my best friend requested and eased the thick
foreskin back off the head of Bobby's cock and then
licked and teased my tongue around his large piss slit
and over the massive pink glans. After a few moments,
Bobby stopped me and said,

"My turn"

My best friend stood me up and proceeded to undress me
in much the same way as I had done to him, except that
I was wearing swimming trunks under my jeans. Very
quickly I was as naked as Bobby and he was kneeling
down and sucking my prick between his lips and into
his warm, welcoming mouth. It was my turn to moan and
express my pleasure at the oral stimulation I was
receiving. My piss slit was starting to dribble
copious amounts of pre-cum and this was the signal for
Bobby to stop sucking me and to make his next move. I
expected my best friend to stand up and invite me to
suck him but instead he lay down on his back and
opened his legs wide and said,

"I want you to fuck me, but first I want you to make
my hole ready."

Again I assumed that Bobby wanted me to finger fuck
him in much the same way that I had done to Graham
moss the previous week, but I was mistaken. Bobby took
charge,

"Put your towel down and lay on it with your head just
close to my balls. Now, lick down from there until you
reach my hole. I want you to make me moist with your
saliva."

I was not sure about doing something like this but I
knew that Bobby would never ask me to do anything
awful or unpleasant so I complied. Flattening his
massive cock against his stomach with one hand I used
my tongue to lick all round my best friend's massive
testicles and then downwards until I was licking the
inside of the cheeks of his arse. Eventually my tongue
reached the puckered hole and, as I gave it the first
tentative lick, Bobby gave out a long, moan of
pleasure and gasped out,

"Yes!! Now push your tongue inside, please, Pete!!"

I hesitated a moment worried that I would get a
mouthful of Bobby's shit but I need not have worried.
My tongue passed through the tight entrance and inside
was perfectly clean and my tongue raked around inside
before I withdrew it and then pushed it back in. The
tongue fucking went on for several minutes and with
each attack, my hand holding Bobby's shaft felt the
massive dick twitch. After a short while Bobby smiled
at me and said in a slightly rasping voice,

"That's it, Pete! I think I'm ready to receive your
beautiful cock now. Put it inside and fill my hole!!"

I looked round to see if there was a condom but there
wasn't so I hesitated. Bobby seemed to understand and
said,

"You don't need a condom. Eric is the only other
person who has fucked me and you'll be the second. I
think we'll be safe."

I hadn't told Bobby about Graham Moss yet but with him
I had used protection, so I decided my best friend was
right. I lined my cock up with the waiting hole and
moved slowly forward until I felt the tip of my prick
head make contact with the outer layer. Bobby sighed
loudly and urged me to press on. As if like magic, the
hole opened and the head of my dick entered my best
friend's love channel. Bobby sighed again and pushed
towards me as he attempted to impale himself on my
rampant tool. In slow but steady movements I allowed
myself to be swallowed up inside Bobby's mysterious
hole until I finally felt my balls slap against the
inside of his thighs. Feeling me completely inside
him, my best friend gently slapped my arse cheeks and
groaned,

"Now fuck me!! I want to feel you cum inside me!!"

I began the rhythmical motion of driving in and out of
the welcoming love channel, slowly increasing the
speed of the motion with each round and flexing and
twisting my shaft as I drove relentlessly in and out.
Bobby was moaning and smiling and had a look of
exquisite pleasure on his face as I moved with
increasing speed, my balls slapping gently against his
inner thighs as I reached the deepest point of my
invasion.

I gazed down at my best friend and reached for his
huge cock anxious to wank him off as I fucked him.
Bobby nodded his consent when he felt me take his
shaft in my hand and begin to work it up and down in
time to my own fuck action on his hole. As the sexual
tension rose, my best friend thrust himself back onto
my invading prick, meeting my in-strokes with
considerable force and sending shivers of excitement
coursing through me. I was gasping for breath and
fighting to stay in control and so was Bobby, but both
of us knew that we were not going to succeed. I felt
Bobby tense and his massive shaft expanded even more
in my wanking hand and his arse muscles tightened and
relaxed on my invading prick as my best friend shot a
huge shower of cum straight into the air. The first
shot hit me in the face and I greedily licked the
creamy spunk into my mouth and this was enough to set
me off. I groaned loudly and stopped fucking allowing
a moment of stillness before the climax overwhelmed me
and I pumped my own jizz deep inside Bobby's bowels.
For the next few seconds Bobby and I spasmed and shot
in turn until finally we were both drained of all our
teenage ball cream and our cocks became soft and
sensitive. Finally we flopped exhausted onto the sand.
We lay gasping for breath and waiting for normality to
return. Being young and full of energy this process
did not take long and, as we lay in contented peace, I
allowed my hand to brush over the sticky wetness on
Bobby's bare chest. I used my finger to gather up some
of his spunk and fed him a few precious drops before
taking some for myself.

In the period immediately after our sexual fulfilment
I related to Bobby the events of the end of the
previous week and but decided not to tell him about my
discovery that the pool attendant and my solicitor
boss were one and the same man. I knew that Bobby had
had some fun with Graham in his role as pool attendant
so I was aware that my best friend had seen the man's
rock hard dick before I had, but I wanted Graham's
appearance at the party on Friday to be a pleasant
surprise. After I had finished my revelations, I
noticed that Bobby and I were both getting hard again
by the end of my revelations. Bobby smiled at me and
said,

"Have we got time to go again?"

I glanced at my watch and noted the time and then
replied,

"I don't think we do, Bobby, unless it's a quick
wank."

"Fine by me", my best friend responded as he grabbed
hold of my hardening shaft.

I reciprocated and we found a comfortable position to
sit in that allowed us to face each other and wank at
the same time. Bobby was sensuously running his hand
lightly up and down my shaft and as he did so he
purred and said,

"I love the feel of your dick in my hands. I like to
run my fingers over the slight ridge of your
circumcision scar and squeeze your velvet glans. It
feels so right wanking you!!"

I nodded my thanks and then replied,

"And your massive cock feels so good too. I love the
way your glands appear and disappear as I move the
skin up and down and over the ridge of your cock head.
It's so easy to wank you and make you feel good!!"

For the next five minutes or so Bobby and I
concentrated on the matter in hand so to speak until
finally I broke the silence,

"I'm cumming, Bobby!! Here .. it .. is!!!"

My prick arched for a moment and then out from the
enlarged piss slit a second load of spunk came flowing
in a steady stream. I do not always ejaculate in a
great fountain as some people do, especially if I have
cum not long before. Bobby did not seem to care but
allowed my jizz to spread over his fingers before
moving swiftly to use his tongue to lick the cream
into his mouth and swallow it. All through my orgasm I
had continued to wank my best friend keen to make him
shoot his second load as soon after me as possible. I
was not disappointed, as Bobby began to breathe
quicker as soon as he had swallowed my sperm. I
gripped the massive shaft firmly and continued my
steady wanking motion until, with a loud groan and a
muffled cry of `Yes!!!!' the dick in my hand
splattered forth my best friend's ball cream. Like
Bobby, I gathered the precious love juice in my palm
and brought it to my mouth where I licked it onto my
tongue and swallowed.

Once again my best friend and I lay back on the sand
to recover but both of us were painfully aware there
was not much more time and that soon we would have to
get dressed and go home. As we slowly put on our
clothes, Bobby said,

"That was great, thanks Pete!! I've got some ideas
about getting together with Eric and what about asking
Graham Moss along as well?"

I thought this was a great idea but was unsure how I
could get a message to my employer without his
secretary finding out about it. Bobby would be able to
see Eric during the week and make the necessary
arrangements with him, hopefully including the use of
his house as a venue.

That night, in bed, I spent some time thinking about
the fact that during the time that I had been
beginning the frustrating task of seeking out
like-minded boys to have sex fun with, unknown to me,
my best friend had been doing exactly the same. I had
wished that we had got together sooner but then
decided that maybe the fates had done us a favour
because Bobby appeared to have had far more
experiences than I had and to know much more about
everything. I hoped one day I would find out more
about my best friend's past exploits.

The next day at work was quite hard going and I was
disappointed that there was no sign of Graham Moss at
all so even if I had worked out how to do it there was
no opportunity to get a message to him. Marge, the
secretary, was still there when I left, so I could not
even slip into the office a discretely put a note on
his desk. I called for Bobby that evening and said
that I was really tired, so we didn't go swimming but
sat and chatted in his room. This was frustrating for
both of us, as there were too many people in the house
to allow us to relieve our sexual tensions. On the
other hand, Bobby had seen Eric and they had agreed
that Friday evening would be the best night for
another meeting. It was agreed that this would give me
a chance to work out how to get a moment alone with my
horny employer. After I had said I would try my best
to accomplish this task, I asked Bobby.

"Have you told Eric about Graham?"

Bobby replied,

"Not his name, no. I just said that you had met
another person and were trying to get him to come
along as well and Eric seemed really pleased at the
prospect, so it's down to you now, mate!"

My opportunity arose sooner than I had expected. I
arrived at the Office even earlier than usual as my
Mum had to be somewhere for her work at quarter to
nine. As I stood waiting to be let in, someone came up
and stood beside me and said,

"Good morning, Peter. You're very keen, aren't you?"

I looked round and there was Graham Moss standing
right beside me and he opened the door to the Office
and we walked towards the lifts. As we stood waiting
for it to arrive, I replied with a twinkle in my eye,

"Always keen to be of service, Mr Moss, I hope you
know that."

The lift arrived and we got in it and found it to be
empty. Once inside and the doors firmly closed, Graham
moved his hand to my crotch and gently squeezed my
dick, which began to harden immediately. As he did
this my employer said softly,

"So I can see! Unfortunately, I cannot take advantage
of your special service right now as I have an
important meeting, but I would love to have the
opportunity to do so very soon."

The lift was just about at our floor so I said
quietly,

"I'd like that too!! Some friends and I are planning a
little get-together on Friday evening at about seven
o'clock. If you were free, I'd love you to come and
meet them."

Graham thought for a moment and said,

"Friday .. mmm .. Friday, I'll check my diary and see
if I'm free. I think I am but I just need to check.
I'll confirm the details as soon as I can."

Later that morning a small envelope appeared on my
desk, delivered by Marge, who said tartly,

"I don't know what this is about, but Mr Moss asked me
to give you this."

"Thanks, Marge", I said, smiling inwardly, "I met Mr
Moss in the lift this morning and I asked him about a
problem I had and he said he would get me the answer."

Marge shrugged and went back to her desk and I
carefully opened the envelope. Inside was a note
saying that Friday would be fine and suggesting that I
meet him outside the swimming baths at six-thirty. A
warm glow passed through my whole body and settled on
my groin and I felt my cock begin to engorge, so I
shifted my position, thrust my hand into my trouser
pocket and sought to hide the physical development
from Marge's prying gaze. I think I succeeded because
she went out a few minutes later to the ladies and
left me with a mountain of photocopying to do.

I went swimming only once that week as Bobby was
working late and I was quite tired after my exertions
at the Office. I had to relieve myself a few times
with my hand but after Thursday morning I decided to
refrain and preserve my ball cream for the Friday
evening sexathon. I spoke to my best friend several
times on the phone and gave him the details of the
arrangement with Graham Moss. Bobby and I agreed we
would get to the swimming pool a bit early so that
Graham would not have to wait for us.

When the time came and my best friend and I were
outside the entrance to the swimming pool, there was
an unspoken air of excitement. I waited anxiously for
Graham's car to appear and wondered how surprised
Bobby and he would be when they each saw the other. I
did not have long to wait as my employer's car came
slowly up the road towards the pool. As it stopped I
saw Graham's astonished look as Bobby stepped from out
of the shadows and the equally surprised recognition
from Bobby when he realised who was driving. I grinned
at the two of them and opened the rear door of the
car, indicating that Bobby should sit beside Graham in
the front. As I got in, I said,

"I believe you two know each other already, but maybe
not by name. This is my friend Bobby and the driver is
Graham, of course!"

My best friend gave me a look that conveyed a depth of
meaning and not all of it pleasant, although he was
also smiling as he did so. Introductions over, I left
Bobby to direct us to our destination and we arrived
safely in less than ten minutes. Graham moss got out
of the car and walked boldly up the path to the front
door and rang the bell with Bobby and I following
close behind. As we walked, Bobby hissed in a friendly
way,

"You bastard, Pete, why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought it would be a nice surprise for both of
you", I replied, "and I think it was!!"

As things turned out it was not the only surprise of
the evening. The door opened and Eric was standing
there draped in just a skimpy towel and looking
straight at the man standing at the door said with
surprise,

"Uncle Graham, what are you doing .."

Eric did not finish the sentence because he saw Bobby
and I standing right behind Graham and our host
realised that my employer was the fourth mystery
guest. We all stepped inside and Graham wasted no time
in removing his nephew's towel and revealing his naked
body to the rest of us. We were to learn that Eric and
Graham had enjoyed sexual relations for some years,
but that he had not told his uncle about our party
that night. Despite his initial surprise, our host
seemed more than happy with the choice of guests and
it was not long before the three of us were as naked
and as hard as he was.

Initially the four of us paired off in the way that I
had hoped. Bobby was anxious to repeat his experience
with Graham and I was more than happy to have the
chance to spend some time with Eric. Bobby was
kneeling in front of Graham and slowly sucking his
shaft between his lips and I wanted to do the same to
Eric's equally tasty looking tool. Our host had a
slightly different idea and indicated that we should
lie down head to toe and this would enable us each to
suck the other. This was my first introduction to
'69-ing' and I was an instant convert. I loved the
first contact with the smooth, velvety cut head of
Eric's prick as I allowed it to brush against my lips
and then penetrated deep into my mouth. I hoped that
my horny partner was enjoying the taste of my exposed
glans as much as he swallowed my complete length into
his welcoming throat.

For the next few minutes the room was silent except
for the slurping of three sucking mouths and the
rhythmic slapping of Bobby's hand as he wanked the
loose shaft skin up and down against the ridge of his
sensitive cock head. The silence was eventually broken
when Graham said loudly,

"Save you cum, Bobby!! Slow down with your hand!! I
want that think monster inside me after I've delivered
you a nice load!!"

Eric and I continued our mutual sucking but with
greater urgency as neither of us wanted to miss the
sight of my best friend's monster cock sliding up
inside Graham's tight love channel. The thought was
enough to take me to the edge and my partner
recognised that I had lost the struggle to remain in
control and intensified his suctioning action on my
throbbing shaft. I felt a hand gently squeezing my
balls and I found that nature took over and my cock
began to move rhythmically in and out between Eric's
welcoming lips. At the same time I felt my partner's
prick begin to show signs of preparing to release its
spunk so I intensified my efforts to bring him to a
simultaneous orgasm. Although not entirely successful
in the sense that I came first, my dick was still
firing cum into Eric's throat when he produced his
first shot of warm spunk that thudded against the roof
of my mouth before sliding down my throat. Nearby,
Graham was also fast approaching his own climax but he
shouted out encouragingly,

"That's it, Peter, fill my nephew's mouth with your
delicious cream!! Do the same to him, Eric!! Shoot
that cum!! Mmm that's it!! I love to see those muscles
tighten and relax as you unload inside each other!!
I'm .. about .. to .. do .. the same!! Hang .. on ..
Bobby!!! Here .. it .. is .. now"

Eric and I had just finished in time to see Graham's
prick start to explode inside Bobby's mouth and little
dribbles of cum appeared at the corner of my best
friend's mouth as he struggled to swallow the creamy
tribute. Finally, the groaning and sounds of orgasm
subsided and the three of us who had already climaxed
tried to speed our recovery conscious of the fact that
my best friend had still to be relieved. To my
surprise, Bobby did not seem to mind being left out
and sat close to me as the other two and I lay back
panting. I wiped some of the cum from my best friend's
chin and onto my finger and then mixed it with the
river of pre-cum that was flowing from his piss slit.
I moved the finger to the entrance of Graham's hole
and my employer opened his legs wider to give me
access. Eric saw what I was doing and quickly joined
in and together we used pre-cum, cum and saliva to
prepare the older man for the invasion by Bobby's
cock.

Bobby watched silently for a few moments and then,
noting that Eric's uncle seemed ready, he moved us out
of the way and took over. My best friend's glans were
red raw and slimy with pre-cum and he edged the head
and shaft towards the entrance to Graham's waiting
hole. My horny employer gave out a loud moan of
pleasure as the massive head entered him in one short,
sharp push. The hole seemed to expand to unbelievable
proportions as the even fatter shaft disappeared
inside. I could not resist commenting and shouted,

"That's it, Bobby!! Give it to him!!"

Eric joined in next,

"Yeah!! Shove that fat love tube deep inside my
uncle's tight, warm hole!!"

Enjoying the moment, Bobby gasped out,

"Fuck it's soo tight!!"

Graham too was enjoying himself and added,

"Tight, yes!! But I hope that it's warm and welcoming
for that beautiful cock of yours, Bobby!! Push right
in!! I want to be fucked!!"

The sight had brought both Eric and me back to
hardness once again and I crawled up on one side to
offer my dick to Graham who leaned to one side and
took it between his lips. Not to be out done, Eric lay
on the other side and his uncle gently wanked his cock
before changing round and taking his prick between his
lips as he wanked mine. I could tell when Bobby had
reached the fullest extent of his penetration and had
teased Graham's prostate because  the older man seemed
to tremble all over with a thrill of electricity. I
could also tell that Bobby was about to explode
because his breathing was totally laboured and he was
gasping for breath and dripping with perspiration.

Despite having cum once only a few minutes earlier I
could feel another load building up and Eric looked as
though he was in much the same situation. Bobby was
also ready to explode and did so with amazing ferocity
and much noise as each rope of spunk escaped deep
inside Graham's love channel. To my surprise I noted
that at just that moment Graham's prick had also shot
a load without any external stimulation and his cum
splashed out onto his stomach. Eric was breathing hard
as well and I was cumming too, but he gasped out,

"Let's cum on my uncle's face and then we can all have
a spunk cocktail!!"

Reluctantly I removed my dick from my employer's mouth
and joined Eric in wanking my shaft and pointing my
engorged head and wide piss slit directly at Graham's
face. With mutual cries of relief first Eric then I
shot a surprisingly large amount of ball cream down
onto his uncle's face. Three horny young men and my
employer lay back completely exhausted after our
efforts but there were two more tasks to perform
before we were finished. I carefully gathered Graham's
spunk from his stomach and Eric did the same for his
and mine. To my delight I noted that shortly after his
dick had slipped out from the love channel it had
hardened again and Bobby was wanking his cock
furiously in an effort to contribute to the cum
cocktail. Although he did not produce a large amount,
there was enough for us to have a goodly mixture and
we greedily swallowed the combined ball juice of the
four of us before finally lying back and dozing.

That was the night that Eric, Bobby, Graham and I
became a foursome and through the rest of the summer
we enjoyed several more evenings of exciting sex in
different combinations and doing different things with
and to each other. We were even joined by some casual
visitors on a couple of occasions. However, when the
summer ended, I left my temporary employment with Mr
Moss and went off to University, so I only got to see
Bobby during my vacations. However, over the next few
months he and Eric developed a deeper relationship and
eventually moved in together. I was not surprised or
upset by this turn of events and neither was Eric's
uncle, who, a few months later, was killed in a freak
accident. I was devastated by this news but when I
returned home and found out about Eric and Bobby I
told my that my best friend how delighted I was that
he had found a compatible partner and added that I had
also exploited my chances to enjoy a full sex life
away at College. Even so, I will always be grateful
for that chance meeting at the swimming pool, now
sadly demolished, and the chain of events that
followed.

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