Antony and Sam, Old Friends Reunited

“Ha, they’re a little small.” I turn to look and goddamn… his massive hairy thighs are pulling at the seem and his bulge looks like he put a balloon in there. His tan lines are so obviously those of a straight man…

“God, those thighs are reflective - they need the sun.” He looks shocked then laughs and runs toward me, I run and jump in the pool. He jumps in after me. As I’m underwater I instantly regret him not letting him tackle me.

I come to the surface and he splashes me.

We both laugh and splash. I’m still in awe that this is happening.

We calm down and sit back against opposite sides of the pool.

“Wow, this feels incredible!” he says laying his arms across the ledge and leaning his head back.

I can’t help but stare at him. God I would do anything to burry my face in those pits.

Chill Antony, I say to myself - He’s straight, friendly and working for your parents… don’t make things weird.’

“So you said you and your ex stopped having sex?” He asks, not picking his  head up.

“I did?”

“Well that you guys were just best friends by the end.”

“Oh, yeah… I mean we still did, but it got very routine… It was always a little bland for my taste but… it really fizzled by the end.”

“Bland how?” He lifts his head and looks at me curiously… his bright eyes are making me week.

“Oh… I don’t know… ummm…. welll… it was kind of equal in the beginning but then got kind of…well one sided… and lazy… and… well i wanted to try new things and he got less adventurous…and…welll… like if…ummm” how the fuck do I tell him that we both realized we liked being fucked more than fucking and that i developed a piss kink and a thing for subbing and that man musk make me week in the knees…

“Hey it’s cool… I didn’t mean to pry…. but I get it… My wife and I used to have sex all the time… then after the kids were born it was more routine, still fun, but not exciting, then after I got hurt, I tried to get her to try new things… my therapist says I was wanting more attention and love and being wanted now that I didn’t have my hockey fans… I think it was just all the porn I was watching that showed me how much more there was out there… So I cheated, this freaky hot piece of ass i met at a bar. It was like fucking a pornstar… I experimented with stuff with her…It was wild…”Holy shit, Sammy Reynolds is in my pool telling me about his sex life… “I don’t know if it was worth losing my family, but it was hot as hell.” I can see his mind wandering back and notice his one arm has conveniently fallen between his thighs.

“Do you still fool around with her?” I ask, hoping to get him to go further into detail about what he tried.

“No, we stopped talking after the divorce. When I moved back I reached out but she had met someone. Then with covid and how busy work has been and the lack of single women who want an almost middle aged divorced dad of two in the suburbs.. I haven’t gotten my dick wet in over a year and a half.

“I hear that.” We both laugh.

“Mind if we have another?” he asks

“Sure!” I go towards the steps and realize my cock is rock hard. I decide to push myself off on the ledge and as I get my footing with my ass in the air I hear a cat call whistle followed by a laugh. That's when I realize half my speedo is up my ass exposing my furry left cheek. In that moment, I feel bolden… and as I go to fix it I pull the waist down and moon him. exposing my full round hairy ass.

“Full moon tonight!” He cackles. “Dayum thats one big furry ass!” His macho bro accent comes out.

I pour the drinks and grab them then realize I can't turn around without my obvious boner showing.

Fuck it, I whisper to myself… This is my house, I’m a successful proud gay man… My therapist would be so proud.

I turn around and to my surprise Sam is right behind me… Looking up smiling.

“He reaches his big arm up towards the glass, I hand it to him.

“Tony has a boner” He taunts

“What are you 12?” I try to play cool as I walk towards the stairs and make my way back into the pool. "You’re just jealous I can still get it up old man!”

“WHAT! My junk works just fine and with that he stands up in the shallow water and points to his thick cock head and at least 2 inches of shaft peeking out of the waistband of the shorts.”these are definitely too small.”

“Yeah they are!” I laugh.

Did that just happen. I must be dreaming. Is this what straight guys do with each other? Ever since the trauma of freshman year I have never known how to make friends with straight men. It’s only been in the past few years that I felt more comfortable as all my girlfriends started getting married… but this is not the same as having a beer at a bbq.

It goes silent for a minute. We both avoid each others gaze.

“Mind if I take them off? They’re pretty restrictive… and I’ve actually never skinny dipped before.” My mouth goes dry… I don’t know what to say…

“You do you.” and take sip to wet my mouth.

“If it makes you uncomfortable. I won’t… I dunno guess kinda just reminded me of high school and locker rooms, I bet I’ve seen more cocks in person than you have.”

“Whats that now?”

“from all the communal showers after games and practices.”

“Oh… got ya.”

“Go ahead, join me.”

“Nah.. I’m ok.

“Your loss.” Sam tosses back his drink. and puts the glass on the ledge,

“Hey Tony… Antony, sorry. Did you see that?”

“What?” I tense up.

“The bald whale in your pool” And with that he dives under the water and then his big white, round butt pops up from the surface and then goes under. He’s across the pool now and shakes his head as he comes up, fuck he’s sexy! He has a goofy grin on his face as he treads water.

“That was definitely not a bald whale, I'll tell you that. A white whale maybe.”

He splashes me and then goes under and starts doing laps.

His body looks so graceful as it glides under the shimmering water. I can’t help but squeeze my hard cock as i watch him.

He swims back to the shallow end and leans against the ledge again.

It feels so good to swim naked. I had no idea! and this jet on my but feels like a tongue” he laughs. I instantly remember last night when I was at that same jet rubbing one out thinking about him. oh to be that jet.

“How would u know?”

“I told you… that girl was a freak.”

speechless and jealous.

“Where can i use a bathroom? gotta piss.”

“Just go in here” Did I just say that?

“Ha, no for real…”

“For real… it's a salt water pool…and no ones ever in it.” Where are these words coming from?

“You sure?” he looks at me quizzically

“I mean I am right now…” Antony what the fuck are you doing… I have to piss but I am way too hard right now.

“Me too” our eyes are locked on each other's silent besides the water motion and rustling in the trees. It’s like a game of chicken in a weird way… who’s going to break first. He gives me a wicked grin and then looks away. I win. Or did I? What did I just do?

“Man you do like it freaky” he laughs and grabs his glass and walks towards the steps. As he emerges out of the water, the water cascades down his beautiful trench. His cock bounces, looks semi hard but so full and his balls are swinging.

I dunk my head and emerge. I turn towards the chairs, he’s sitting on a lounger checking his phone. his legs spread wide and that heavy dick hanging and dripping.

I swim to the other side of the pool and grab the shorts he was wearing and then climb up the stairs.

I wring out the shorts and lay them across the chair and come over towards him. check my phone. 2 missed calls from mom. Well that definitely softens my cock.

“Do you want another one?” I ask holding up the tequila bottle?

He looks up from his phone slowly, obviously distracted…”Nah… thanks..”

Well that's that then. I figure as I pour myself one more.

“I’ll take a beer though, if you have one.”

“Sure!” I reply almost too eagerly. I put my glass down and head towards the pool house fridge.

I pull my phone out and text mom back letting her know all is well and Sam and I are catching up and that I’ll let her know if he’s interested in dating Madison(my divorced sister Mom is constantly trying to set up.)

I pull open the fridge and grab a beer for Sam. I look out through the glass at this stud lain out in the late afternoon sun, arms behind his head and his cock hanging between those thighs. Its almost like he knows what he’s doing to me. And his feet, for some reason I just want them in my mouth.

I check scruff again 2 messages, one from an old fuck buddy in the city “hey, looking to take my load on your face tonight?” Fuck, if only. Then the blank profile again, a question mark following last night’s “hey” come on dude, put some effort in. Oh well. Back to the moment. I walk up silently next to Sam, his eyes closed. I am about to put the beer down but his pits look so good. I know I can touch it so I place the cold bottle up against it. He jumps and his eyes shoot open.

“You Dick!” he laughs. Taking the beer from me and taking a swing.

“You deserved it.” He looks at me, cocks an eyebrow then spits his beer on my chest.

Oh if he only knew!

He giggles, lays back and takes another swig. God that giggle, same as freshman year.

“So besides getting your salad tossed. What else did your side piece do to awaken your sexual prowess?”

“A lot. Not everything, but a lot.”

“Gotcha.” Alright Antony, time to calm down.

“Besides bland sex, what were you wanting from your ex that he didn’t give you?”

“A lot, not everything, but a lot.”

“Ha,Touché.” pause. “I’ll tell you if you tell me.”

“What is this truth or dare?”

“Truth or dare is a whole other game… This is more, never have I ever.”

“Is this what happened at all the parties I wasn’t invited to?”

“Kind of. Go get a beer. We’ll play.”

I look at him with a cocked eyebrow wondering if he is serious.

“Get me another one too.”

I come back with the two beers and hand him one as he finishes off his first.

He sits up and sits facing me. He folds a towel across his lap and as disappointing as it is, it’s also a relief.

“Alright - so you know how the game works…”

“Obviously.”

“Alright - well additional rule.” He pulls the side table between us and pours two more glasses of tequila rocks." If you’ve done it you take a sip of tequila. If you’ve fantasized a swig of beer and if it's something that needs explanation, you need to explain. If you plead the 5th, you finish your drink, respectively.``

“Respectively?”

“If you did it but plead the 5th u finish your tequila, if you want to do it and plead the 5th instead of explaining, you finish your beer.”

“Jesus…. alright…”

“Never have I ever sucked dick” Sam looks at me with a big grin as he knowingly waits for me to take a sip of tequila, I roll my eyes and take a sip.

“Never have I ever eaten pussy.” He gives me a “got me there look” and takes a sip and his eyes go wide when I take a sip of tequila too.

“No shit?”

“No shit… I had a girlfriend in sophomore year. Can’t say I liked it but I did it.”

“Never have I ever eaten ass.’ we both take a sip, me with tequila and him with beer.

“Guessing it was the girl who ate yours?

“Yup… Never have I ever had a crush on someone at Saint Matthews.”

We both sip tequila.

“Who?” I ask, eyes wide.

“Miss Bowen…. remember her?”

“Oh yeah… she was cute…” damn…

“You?”

“Too many to name.”

“Give me your number 1.”

Do I dare admit it? That I’ve had a crush on him since the first day in freshman year.

I toss back my tequila.” 5th Please”

"Alright… I see you…"

“Never have I ever been told I’m too big.”

Both sip.

“Yeah, I know I don’t have the monster you do but, it can do some damage.”

“How would I know what you have? You’re still in your speedo. “

I roll my eyes and “Ask  the next question…Perv.”

He gives me a devilish grin,

"Never have I ever been… pissed on."

We both sip tequila.

“Really?!”

“Yeah that girl would sometimes keep me inside her and after she came from riding me she would let it go.” I notice his hand grab his crotch.

“Damn…”

“You?”

“I've been hosed down.”

“By your ex?”

“A couple times… others mostly.”

"Others ey?”

“Others…Never have I ever pissed on someone."

I sip tequila and to my surprise he sips beer.

“Explain…”

"Well thought it was hot when she would do it… was twisted and kinky but she never let me “hose her down” is that the right term?" he laughs.

I glance down and can see Sam’s  cock is holding the towel out straight.

I’m starting to feel light headed from the sun heat tequila beer and this intoxicating man across from me that i can’t have.

“Speaking of which… I’m gonna go take a piss.” I walk around the side of the pool house to the outdoor shower pull my cock out of the leg of my speedo and wait for it to soften enough to let the stream start. “Ahhh” I sigh as it finally starts spraying towards the drain. Next thing I know Sam comes and stands next to me. holding his heavy cock looking forward. I can’t help but stare at his cock less than a foot away from mine and his stream goes he points it down and the spray is hitting both our feet i look up at him and he’s staring at me thence whips his dick towards me and splashes my feet and legs and laughs I do the same back to him and we both are laughing. I slowly finish when he turns to me and points his dick towards my cock soaking me from the waist down till his stream finishes.

I stand in silence

“So, back to the game?” Sam asks and turns and walks back towards the pool.

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