The Neighbor's Pool

The Stadium

Sunday morning I woke up in my bed with morning wood thinking about Brad and Gina.  I had debated texting my best buddy about all the details, but I had decided just to mention that I saw Gina tanning topless by the pool and got to see her big tits.  It drove him nuts and he wanted to rush over and see for himself.

I heard noise coming from the kitchen downstairs so knew my dad was up. Sunday was the only day he kept a halfway normal schedule. I knew my mom would still be at the hospital, so I strode down in my boxer briefs without bothering to put a shirt on. When my mom wasn't around, my dad and I liked to hang out without our shirts on. That didn't fly with my mom.

"Morning, dad," I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes and went over to the coffee pot.

Dad was at the stove making some eggs, only wearing a pair of tight blue short shorts that clung to his ass and showed off his hairy legs. He had a muscular shoulders and back with a v-torso from his college sports days and continuing manual labor at the factory. His back muscles flexed as he worked on his breakfast.

"Morning, son. Want some eggs?" He asked, looking over his shoulder before he turned back to his eggs.

"Yeah, dad, that'd be great. Coach says I need to eat more protein to bulk up."

My dad turned around and looked me up and down, "Yeah, he's right. You gotta keep hitting those weights, but diet is just as important." As my dad looked me over, I did the same. He was a masculine burly man with a big muscular hairy chest and massive arms. Not as ripped as Brad is, but he oozes masculinity, and is solid as a rock. His tight shorts also showed off a full package. I looked down, wondering how the two of us compared, after I had heard that my dick tastes just like his.

"Was your build similar to mine when you were my age?" I asked, still curious in comparing myself to him.

"Yeah, but I was a little hairier than you," he joked, rubbing his hand against his chest hair. "But I hit a bit growth spurt my sophomore year in high school, so maybe you'll follow in your old man's footsteps," he joked, smacking me on my bare chest as he turned around to put some eggs on a plate for me.

I pulled up a stool to eat at the kitchen island, digging into the eggs my dad had just made me, while he grabbed a bowl and ate standing up, leaning against the counter facing me. Dad wasn't a big talker, so I tried to keep him going.

"So, dad, Brad and Gina were nice to let me use their pool. Brad was giving me some workout tips when we were in the pool." I said, trying to read his reaction. "So, do you guys work out a lot together?"

"Yeah, occasionally. Why?" He responded with his mouth full. All manners went out the door when mom wasn't around.

"I just thought maybe I could join you two some time. You know, learn from a couple experienced jocks like you guys."

He thought about it for a bit. "Ok, maybe, but we'll see."

"Thanks, dad, even if you need me to re-rack your weights, at least I could still learn something watching you guys."

He finished his eggs and tossed his bowl in the sink without responding. I lapped up the last of my eggs, put my plate in the sink and went back up to my room. I decided to go for a run before it got too hot, so I pulled my boxer briefs off and grabbed my red compression shorts. I liked the way they showed off my package and my ass. I decided not to put shorts on top of them, and then grabbed my ear buds and phone and jogged down the stairs heading for the door.

As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I bumped into my dad rounding the corner.

"Watch it son. Where are you going?"

"Out for a run before it gets too hot," I responded.

"Just in those?" he asked, looking down at my crotch, his eyebrows raised. "Getting pretty cocky, aren't you?"

"When you got it, show it off, right, dad?" I said, joking, grabbing my crotch. He walked off, shaking his head.

I stretched a bit in the front yard. I turned on my music and started jogging down to the end of the cul-de-sac just so I would jog past Brad and Gina's house twice, hoping they'd be looking out front. No luck, so I kept jogging through the neighborhood to the trail that led to the nearby high school. It was already getting hot so I was drenched in sweat after just a couple minutes of warmup.

A few minutes later, I arrived at the high school and jogged into the stadium, where I often ran drills and sprints up and down the stadium stairs. I took a swig from the water fountain and splashed some cold water on my face and chest deciding what exercise I was going to start with. I thought I was alone, but out of the corner of my eye, I caught a person running up to the top of the stadium on the very far side of the field.

Feeling pumped, I decided to go for a full round of stairs around the stadium. I turned up my music and got started, running up as fast as I could, running over to the next row and then down, then over, and up. Now fully drenched in sweat and my heart rate racing, I was starting to get in the zone. As I was descending a flight, I noticed the other person was doing the same circuit, only he was gaining on me. I decided to pick up the pace so he wouldn't be able to lap me.

But after each up and down, I looked over to see my competition gaining on me. As he got closer, I was able to start making him out. He looked older and, with his shirt off, was pretty built, glistening in sweat, with tight grey shorts and sunglasses. He was a beast shooting up the stairs skipping every other step with his large muscular legs, but he was about a quarter of the stadium away, so I couldn't see his face.

I pushed even harder, trying to keep this guy from catching up with me, but I was at my max, my chest heaving and my heart rate pounding. As I was coming down the stairs after a big full sprint up, I looked over to spot my competitor and missed a step, causing me to tumble down about a quarter of the way down the flight, landing on my back at the bottom, stunned, and my knee starting to bleed.

After lying there for a couple minutes catching my breath and pissed off at my stupid mistake, I looked up to see a guy in sunglasses looking down at me, his face obscured by the sun shining brightly behind him.

"Chris, you ok, buddy? Man, you sure as hell tumbled down those stairs. Damn!"

I sat up, confused, and wiped the sweat from my eyes, looking up to see that the mystery man was in fact Brad.

"Brad?? Fuck, man, that was you running up on me?"

"Yeah, buddy, I thought you saw me. You sure were picking up your stride as I was getting close, but then you wiped out in that spectacular cartwheel down the stairs, little stud."

Brad grabbed my arm and put it around his sweaty shoulder and wrapped his hand around my waist to help me get up and sit down on the bleachers next to him. He handed me his water bottle to take a swig and spray some water on my face and my bloody knee.

"You're looking hot, bro, all sweaty in those tight red shorts. I was trying to catch up so I could see your ass up close, buddy," He said, his hand patting my thigh that was still burning from the exercise.

"Thanks, man. I think I was on track to break my own record before taking myself out like that. Guess that's what I get for trying to check out the hot stud running after me." Looking over at him, I stared down at his sweaty body, his chest still expanding heavily as he caught his breath from his own exercise, and his legs that were pumped up even more than the day before. He caught me checking him out.

"Look at you, you horny little fuck, all injured and still checking me out!" He rubbed his hand down his sweaty chest, over his abs and landed on his shorts over his crotch, grinning at me. "You want some more, don't you, little buddy?"

"Hell yeah. I can't stop thinking about yesterday, man." My dick was starting to grow, straining against my tight shorts.

"Whatdya say we head into the locker room? The football coach lets me use it to shower off when I work out here, so I've got a key."

"But...are you, allowed to, uh, mess around without Gina?" I asked, continuing to get harder at the prospect of going into that locker room alone with Brad.

"Well, we don't have to tell her now, do we," he replied, as his hand slid up my leg to meet the now throbbing head of my cock through my shorts, his hand giving my dick a firm grip. "Come on, let's go. You're getting me horny as fuck, buddy."

He helped me get up and I hobbled to the gym, with him supporting me with my arm around his shoulder. The feeling of his muscles and scent of his sweaty body had gotten me rock hard, which was very obvious through my shorts. Fortunately, nobody else was around. He unlocked the outer gym door, then we made our way to the boys locker room, which he unlocked for us. As I limped in, he locked the door behind us and flipped on the lights.

I'd spent at lot of time in this locker room, and even with just us in there, it still smelled like sweat and pure masculinity.

As I was walking into the main area with the lockers, I felt Brad's strong arms wrap around me firmly from behind in a big bear hug, his muscular chest pressing against my back and his hard crotch making contact with my ass. I froze, as he started to kiss the side of my neck, his hands starting to grope my bare chest, gently squeeing my nipples, causing me to moan.

He hands slowly moved lower until they got to the waist band of my shorts. One of his hands ran over the cloth until he got to my dick straining against the fabric. Still tonguing my neck, he grabbed the full length of my hard dick through my shorts, pulling me tighter into him, as I could feel his hard dick pushing into my ass. His other hand ran down to feel my quad, moving to my inner thigh, locking me entirely in his embrace.

He turned me around and as I looked up into his eyes, he leaned forward, grabbed my face and pulled me in to kiss me with his mouth and tongue.

"Damn, you're such a sexy little fucker," he said as he pulled back looking at me. As I looked down at his muscular body, he said, "go ahead, you can touch it," grabbing my hand and pulling it up to his chest.

"I, uh, I don't know what to..."

"It's ok, buddy, I'll show you," he replied as he guided me over to a bench in front of the lockers. He slid down his shorts, revealing his tight white jock strap. "Now take yours off for me," he commanded. Standing in front of him, I slid my down, my hard dick flopping back up against my stomach. I was still a little self conscious standing naked in front of him.

"Very nice, little stud. Just like your dad." He then pulled down his jock and tossed it aside, revealing his massive hard cock that I had sucked the day before. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. 

"You sure like this man cock, don't you? Is this the biggest one you've ever seen in person?"

"Yes, sir. You're the only one I've ever touched hard, or put in my mouth," I replied, continuing to stare at his dick. He smiled.

"Come here," he told me, as he laid down on his back on the bench, pulling my hand to guide me to stand above him, my back to his face. He pushed my back down directing my face to his throbbing dick that was standing straight up.

Wanting to taste it again, I leaned forward to lick the tip, getting a taste of Brad's precum. I also inhaled the musk from his crotch, much stronger than the day before. I then grabbed his cock at the base with my hand, my fingers straining to make it fully around his girth. As I took his head into my mouth, I felt his waist start to grind as he moaned.

"Fuck, boy, that mouth feels so fucking good. I know you can take more of it."

I leaned further down, taking inch by inch more of his cock, as it strained my jaws. I felt a familiar sensation as it hit the back of my throat before his full cock was inside me. Wanting to please him, I pushed forward, breathing through my nose, and it finally pushed further into my throat as I was able to take him to the base again, my nose now against his sweaty balls.

"What a fucking champ. Two days in a row you're a deepthroater, buddy!"

I held his cock down my throat, savoring the feeling of him stretching me out, along with the smell of his sweaty manly body. I slowly pulled up, letting him almost slip out of my mouth before I slid back down, this time not needing to pause to push into my throat.

Brad wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him, my body, and my cock, in full contact with his sweaty muscles, him moaning louder and loud as he started thrusting his cock into my mouth as I slid down on it. I could taste more precum on my tongue, which made me want to suck him even faster.

I then felt Brad's firm hands on my ass cheeks. They felt good massaging my teenage ass, then as he rubbed his hands up and down my legs while I was bobbing up and down on his dick.

I then felt him pull my waste back to position my dick above his face. His tongue started flicking against my tight ballsack before it moved up to lick the underside of my cock. I paused sucking him to let out an audible moan as I felt my dick slide into his mouth. Fuck, that was so much better than any of the girls I'd tried that with. I then felt his hand against the back of my head push me back down on his cock, so I continued to to worship his dick with my mouth, slowly realizing that this was the first time I was 69-ing.

With this angle, I was feeling my entire cock sliding into his throat, as I thrust in and out, feeling so fucking hot. After a while, he pushed my waist up so my cock slipped out, as he returned to lick my balls. The sensation was amazing. None of my girlfriends had even even thought of licking my ballsack. Brad continued massaging my balls, moving lower with his tongue until he got to the underside base, but kept going. Feeling his tongue in the area between by balls and my asshole was yet another new sensation, making my dick twitch.

Although I wanted this feeling to continue, he kept moving back with his tongue until I felt his nose brush against my crack. But then I felt a wet hot tongue move up and touch my ass hole, catching me by surprise.

"What are you doing, man?" I asked, coming off his cock and sitting up, my ass pushing against Brad's face.

But his hands pulled my ass cheeks apart as his tongue pushed against my hole, sending unbelievable shivers across my whole body. "Holy shit, man, that feels amazing," as I started grinding into Brad's face as his tongue entered my hole. Another first that this stud of a man was introducing me to. I was in absolute bliss sitting on Brad's face as he continued to rim my hole, as one of my hands rested on his muscular abs, the other wrapped around his big cock, stroking it slowly.

"Fuck, man, I've never felt anything like this!"

I leaned forward to take his dick back into my mouth as he flicked his tongue against my hole.
After several minutes, I felt Brad face come off my ass. "Stand up and turn around, boy," Brad commanded. I obliged, now straddling him looking into his eyes and allowing me to put my hands on his pumped sweaty chest. He guided me to sit on his waist, as I felt his hard cock under my ass.

"Damn, man, you're such a fucking stud," I said as I leaned forward to kiss him, his hands sliding up my legs to my ass as he started to grind his dick against me.

I could tell Brad liked the compliment. "You're my little stud. Such a good boy," he said, grinning, as he reached up to tweak my nipple and grab my chest with one hand and rub him thumb across my lip with his hand against the side of my face, comforting me. I kissed his finger and then pulled it in my mouth, twirling my tongue around it. I could tell Brad was loving it.

"Listen, buddy, I want to try something else with you. Do you trust me?" Brad said with his sexy gaze into my eyes.

"Yes, man, I do."

As soon as I responded, I felt Brad's hard cock against my ass crack, his hands on my waist guiding me to grind against his cock. His hard dick felt amazing rubbing up against my ass, and I could tell by Brad's face that he liked it too.

Brad then reached up and spit on his hand and then rubbed his cock to lube it up. He then reached back and grabbed both of my cheeks and pulled them apart, guiding my ass to press against the tip of his dick. I then realized that he was trying to fuck me. Before then, I had only slipped a partial finger in my own ass a couple times to see what it would feel like after seeing it in a porn, but I started to panic about this huge dick going into my ass. I think Brad could see the panic on my face.

"Just breath and relax," Brad said, looking up at me, as he pushed me down against his hard cock. I could feel the head of his dick slowly slide into me, still slick from his saliva. I gasped and felt a twinge of pain. But then I closed my eyes, relaxed and breathed in, letting his dick slide into me slowly. As he stretched me out with his massive dick, I felt a combination of absolute bliss, mixed with pain, yet another new sensation for me. Brad maintained eye contact with me, giving me comfort as I continued to slide down his cock.

"Atta boy, that ass makes me feel so fucking good," he said, encouragingly. "Now, we're totally connected, man, I can feel every inch inside you."

I pushed down harder to take him completely inside me, as my dick was about to explode. "Fuck, man, you're fucking huge inside me," was all I could make out as I clenched my teeth fighting off the pain, and the pleasure.

As soon as I felt my ass make contact with his thighs, I knew he was completely in me, so I pulled up to feel his dick slide out almost all the way before sliding back down.

"Have you ever done this with another man before?" Brad asked me as I started to bounce up and down on his dick like I had seen in porn.

"No, sir, you're my first. Am I doing it right?" I asked.

"Shit yeah, you feel so tight against my cock, little man," he responded, as he started thrusting into my ass. "You're perfect."

As Brad stretched me out, I started to realize that I could squeeze my ass muscles as he slid back inside me. My hands planted on Brad's still sweaty chest, I started bouncing up and down on his dick, periodically squeezing his cock inside my ass. Before I knew it, I felt a waive of pleasure rushing over me as cum started leaking out of my dick before it began exploding huge streams of cum onto Brad's chest, one load hitting him in the face.

Brad smiled, watching me shoot on his body. He then scooped up a wad of my cum with his fingers and brought it up to his mouth to lick it off. He then swiped his fingers across another puddle of my cum on his chest to feed it to me as I continued to bounce up and down on his throbbing cock.

As I tasted my own cum on his fingers, I felt the first burst of his cum shooting in me as I pushed my ass into his waist, pulling his cock deeper into me. I could feel each additional spray of his load into me, as his dick continued to throb against my prostate. As he was filling my ass, I reached down and grabbed my cock, still hard, and jacked it just a couple strokes causing it to shoot another load onto Brad's chest.

We both stopped cumming at the same time, and I collapsed onto Brad's chest, my face buried against his neck.

"Stay inside me," I whispered in his ear, as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight.
Brad kissed my cheek, whispering back, "My boy, that was so fucking hot pumping my load into you. I wasn't sure if you would be able to take it, but now you have your first load from a man in you."

"I'm glad you liked it, Brad," I said, before kissing him on the lips, still in his firm embrace.
After resting on his chest a bit longer, his dick still inside me, I leaned up and asked, "So, I'm curious about you and my dad."

"Yeah? What about, buddy?"

"I mean, everything really, like, do you fuck him like this, or does he fuck you, how did it start....and, you know, how does my dick compare to his?" I responded, still straddling Brad with my cum dripping off his chest.

Brad smiled. "Well, that's a lot of questions, little stud. Some of those your dad needs to answer. But, since you have me in a compromised position, what I can tell you is that it started with your dad fucking Gina. She's allowed to go after other guys, and she told me she was into your dad, so I was all for it. One day, she intentionally arranged it so I would walk in the house while he was fucking her. He thought I was going to kick his ass, haha. But seeing that beast fucking my wife was hot as fuck, so we ended up having a 3-way. Since then, your dad and I have messed around just us, and also with Gina."

"So you haven't told my dad about me?"

"Nah, man. I was worried he'd kick my ass. I think we should keep this between us, ok? You're my special jock stud," he said, pulling me down to kiss him again.

I sat back up, taking another look at this muscle stud, still feeling him inside me, and finally started standing up, causing his dick to slide out of me. I could feel some of his load running down my leg.

"I better head back, my dad is probably wondering where I am. But I'm gonna have to walk back b/c my knee hurts like hell," I said, looking down at the huge scrape on my knee.

Brad sat up and turned to face me, still sitting on the bench. "I can call Gina and have her come pick us up. Just no mention of any of this, got it?"

"Sure, that'd be cool, and got it about being on the DL."

Brad got up and walked over to his shorts on the ground and pulled out his phone.

"Babe, hey, guess who I ran into at the high school stadium?....Our little neighbor, Chris....No, you slut, he has to get back to his dad, but he fell and scraped the shit out of his leg, so can you come pick us up to drive him back home? Ok, we'll be right at the gate of the stadium. See u soon, babe."

He turned to me, chuckling, "She wanted to know if you want to see her tits again," laughing. "Get dressed, we gotta meet her out front."

We both finished getting dressed and he locked the locker room door behind us as we made it out to the parking lot just as she was driving up.

As Gina pulled up, she yelled out of the open car window, "Damn, look at these hot sweaty jock studs! I like the way you look in those shorts, Chris!" I looked down at them and smiled at the compliment from such a hot chick.

"See, buddy, everybody wants to fuck you," he whispered softly to me as he helped me get in the back seat of the car. Brad got in the back seat with me. As we started driving back to my house, Gina looked in the rear view mirror and joked, "Don't you boys get into anything without me back there."

To be continued.....

Copyright 2022

WARNING. This story contains sexually oriented adult material. This includes sexual relations between adults and minors. All this has no basis in truth and is all fictional. Author does not condone of any illegal activities as this is purely for fantasy.

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