At the pool

I glanced across to the doorway. Sean had followed me into the showers. At least, I hoped he had. It could have been coincidence but then...no, it had to be more than that. I couldn't have mistaken that look in his eyes a few moments earlier back in the pool. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. I slipped my trunks off and stepped under the steaming hot jets of water. Would he notice I was getting a hard on? I turned my back to him and began to rub soap over my chest, down on to my stomach, hiding my growing cock. Waiting.

We had been the last two swimmers in the pool. Sean, I had only found that was his name a couple of days ago, usually left at about 8.30 but for the last few days he had been staying later. Waiting for me? That smile, the way he had started to be wherever I was in the pool, occasionally brushing against me as he swam by. Was it all in my imagination?

I risked a glance over to where he stood, soaping himself. His cock hung down between his legs, big, inviting. A forest of dark pubic hair nestled above his cock but around his balls and between his legs there was none. Shaven. I was really turned on by that.

"Everyone else has gone, I think. Only us and the lifeguard left."

I was startled. Sean was looking directly at me. Had he realised I had been watching him?

"Yes, I think so," I replied.

"I'd better be going too," he said, "Mark, the lifeguard, is giving me a lift home as soon as he's finished locking up."

Sean picked up his trunks from the floor and reached over to turn off the water. As he did so his cock brushed gently against my thigh, sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. Surely that was no accident. Sean turned and wandered off into the changing room.

I waited a few moments and then followed him, wrapping my towel around my waist in order to hide my glaringly erect cock. Sean was standing by the lockers, his back to me. Naked. My locker was right next to him. I had no choice but to go over there. As I reached out and put my key in the lock Sean turned to face me and smiled. His blue eyes glittered like crystals of ice as my gaze was drawn down to his cock, standing out at 90 degrees from his body. It must have been about seven, no, more, inches long. And thick.

"I reckon you're hiding a hard on yourself," he laughed. Before I could quite come to terms with what was happening Sean had pulled my towel away and grasped firmly hold of my penis. "So, I was right about you," he continued, "and now we can do something about it."

Sean pulled me towards him, his hands now tight on my buttocks. Our cocks kissed, nuzzled against each other and then I felt the warmth and strength of that hot, stiff erection sliding between my thighs. My own cock was pressed tight up against Sean's firm stomach. I put my arms around him and pushed my lips against his. For a brief moment we froze together and then began to kiss frantically. Sean's fingers moved up my back and round to my nipples, pressing against them, circling, pulling. Seconds later he bent to kiss my nipples, gently teasing them with his teeth, licking them, sucking. Then down.

I placed my hands on his head to guide him gently on but Sean needed no encouragement. I gasped as he took hold of my penis in his hand and held it before his mouth, admiring it, longing for it. With that delicious smile of his again he leant forwards and, kneeling in front of me, began to lick around my balls, between my legs, along the underside of my aching shaft, on towards the swollen head of my lust. I pulled him in to me, savouring the experience of his tender lips around my manhood. His teeth gently gripped my shaft, his tongue probing and licking as he sucked me towards a climax of heroic proportions. Finally, I could hold back no longer and cried out in pleasure, "Aaaah, I'm coming, I'm coming..." Eyes glittering, Sean continued to tongue and suck as I shot my cum into his eager mouth, torrents of semen and pleasure shooting forth in one huge orgasmic flood. 

Sean stood up, his lips moist with my semen, and slowly but firmly propelled me backwards towards the bench in the middle of the room. I lay down along its length, my towel rolled up beneath my head as a pillow. I felt as if I were in a daydream. Sean stood before me, lightly running one hand across my chest and stomach as he clasped his cock in the other. My softening cock lay between my legs, spunk still dripping from it onto my thighs. Sean took hold of my cock and began to fondle it, rubbing it against my wet thighs, running his fingers through my dense, sticky, black pubic hair.

"Nice cock, Paul." So he knew my name. "Real juicy. I like that."

"Not as big as yours," I replied, "it must be over eight inches long. Aaah."

Sean was continuing to play with my cock, caressing its tip, prolonging the pleasure of my climax. His own cock seemed to be growing ever larger as he slowly wanked himself with his free hand. I loved the sight of it, stiff, red, threatening, standing defiantly out from between his smooth, naked thighs.

"It is. And now you're going to feel every inch of it."

I opened my legs to allow Sean to step between them, raised them to give him access to my arse. Still holding his cock with his right hand, he began to stroke my crack with his left, gently pushing my cheeks apart. From somewhere he produced a tube of cool, lubricating gel and began to smear it along my crack, probing with his finger, circling my ring, entering. I lay back, enjoying the sensation as he opened me up with one hand whilst watching as he rolled a condom down over his shaft and began to smear it with gel. I wanted him.

Sean pushed forward and I raised my legs up onto his shoulders. His finger slid from me to be replaced by the head of his cock. He hesitated; his cock poised to enter me. I smiled up at him. 

"Take me. Give me your cock. See if I can take it," I gasped.

With a single, slow, firm stroke, Sean thrust his hard penis between my cheeks, pushing deep into my arse. We cried out together, pain and pleasure perfectly mixed. I had never felt so full.

"Yes, yes, fuck me!"

Sean's soft balls began to slap against my arse as we fucked, his magnificent cock thrusting backwards and forwards, up and down, in and out. We gasped and sighed together, laughed, cried out, sweated. My own cock hardened, rose vertically erect and began to slap against my stomach in rhythm with Sean's strokes. Sean took hold of it and began to wank me, gently at first but with ever increasing urgency. I clenched my cheeks together, gripping his huge cock as tightly as I could, holding him within me, increasing the pleasure for us both.

"Oh, God, Paul!" Sean came, his throbbing cock squirting and pulsing as I too came again, my spunk shooting up over my stomach and chest.

"Aaah, my cock," gasped Sean, his shaft still within me. "That was great, Paul. I love the way your cock throbbed in my hand as we fucked. "

Keeping his rampant cock within me, Sean sat down on the bench between my raised legs. A sound behind me made me turn my head around. The lifeguard, Mark, was standing there, watching. Sean seemed unconcerned. I realised the lifeguard was naked, his cock, scarcely smaller than Sean's, standing out like a pole. He stepped forward, grasped my hair and pulled my head back to look up at him. My face was only inches from his cock.

"So," he said with mock severity, "screw around in my changing room would you? Well now, eat that!" 

Relieved and excited, I eagerly took the warm, hard cock into my mouth, relishing its taste. Mark continued to feign force, pushing that massive, salty cock deeper into my mouth as I sucked and licked. Sean withdrew his cock and removed the condom, his spunk covered prick glistening and still hard. I sat up on the bench, Sean and Mark taking it in turns to push their wet cocks into my mouth. I could feel Mark's balls beginning to tighten, his cock starting to throb. Already his cock was moist with pre-cum. Any moment now he would be ready to shoot his load deep into my eager mouth.

Mark pulled away from me, gasping as he came. Spunk jetted from his cock and splattered over my chest. Mark pushed forward, using his cock, his balls, his soft, dark pubic hair to smear the semen over my chest. As we moved together, I ran my hands over his wet, sticky body, fondling, stroking. Like Sean's, his body was shaven apart from the tangle of pubic hair above his cock. I tried to go down on him once more, to take his cock in my mouth and suck him dry, but he grasped hold of my cock and pulled me to my feet in front of him before sitting down on the bench himself. "No," he said, "now it's my turn to suck you two." Taking a cock in each hand, he pulled Sean and myself towards him. Sean thrust his cock into Mark' mouth and as he licked the spunk from it Mark wanked me, slowly and powerfully. For several long, ecstatic minutes, Mark sucked each of us in turn, expertly bringing first Sean and then me almost to the point of climax before releasing us.

My cock was still wet with spunk, mine and Mark's, and as Sean pushed his prick into Mark's mouth again I began to push it against his chest, circling his nipples, thrusting, rubbing. Mark put his hands on my arse, pulling me to him, guiding. Mark lay back on the bench with Sean straddling him, fucking him in the mouth. I knelt down between his legs and buried my face in his pubic hair, smelling our sweat and spunk, tasting, licking, sucking. His huge wet cock was soft, hanging between his thighs. I took it in my hands, fondled it, slid it into my mouth. I still couldn't believe what was happening. I was having sex not with one but with two well hung guys, sucking them, being sucked.

Mark stood up and I took his place on the bench, lying on my back and looking up at him. He stood over me and began to rub his hardening cock over my face, pausing at my mouth as I licked the tip of it. I held his legs, preventing him from moving away. Sean, his cock standing almost vertically erect, pushed Mark forward, bending him double over me.

"Fuck me!" ordered Mark, "Shove your dick up my arse. Fill me with your cock. Fuck me!"

Taking Mark's cock in my mouth once more, I watched as Sean slid a condom over his cock and pushed between Mark's cheeks, entering him. Mark gasped, cried out, thrust back onto the cock forcing its way up his arse. I was amazed that a cock so big could get up a hole so small.

"Fuck me! I want your cock. Give me your spunk boy! Take me up the arse."

Mark straightened, pulling his cock from my mouth as Sean began to screw him, hands clasped tightly around his beautiful chest, playing with his nipples. Mark dropped one hand to his cock, wanking as he was fucked, moaning, sighing with every stroke of Sean's cock, noisily urging Sean to fuck him. Sean's eyes were closed in concentration and pleasure as he thrust up and down, driving his massive tool deep into Mark, using every bit of its length.

Mark came, spunk squirting from his cock, arcing through the air and onto my face and chest. I rubbed some of it over my own cock, tasted it, reached up and licked the last few drops from his prick. "Suck my cock!" Mark commanded and then stiffened as Sean came deep within him. For a few moments all was quiet and then Sean sighed and pulled out of Mark, removing the condom from his softening cock as he did so. We all collapsed onto the floor, licking, sucking, biting nipples, fondling cocks, rubbing spunk over each other, licking it off.

For what seemed like hours we continued to play with each other, Mark in particular seemingly unable to get my cock into his mouth often enough. Eventually we had to leave but not before arranging to meet at Sean's house that weekend. I'm not sure quite sure what's planned but one thing is certain - those two cocks are going to be completely shaved before the night is out!