Date: Sun, 15 Nov 2009 20:49:46 -0600
From: OK OKC <outeqokc@gmail.com>
Subject: Base Pool

Warning: This is an adult story, involving homosexual activities between
two consenting individuals.  This is the sole creation of the author.  To
reach the author, please use outeqokc@gmail.com.  Thank you.

Base Pool

I was in my mid twenties and was still in the military.

During that summer, I had been running a lot and working out.  I swam
occasionally at the base pool.

The pool was attached to the gym and was only opened during summer.  Back
then, military lap swim lasted till 2 PM, and then it would open to
everyone else.

On that particular day, I was off work, and I spent the morning sleeping
and surfing the net.  Then, on a whim, I went to the pool and swam six
laps.

By the time I was done, it was ten minutes till 2 PM.  I got out and sat on
the side to dry off.  I closed my eyes for a few minutes and daydreamed.

At 2 PM, the kids started to come.

About five minutes later, I saw him.  He was adorable.  He was a short,
scrawny kid with baggy, floral shorts, which were black, blue, and white.
They hung down below his waist and revealed his gray Hanes band and navy
briefs.  He was freckly, and had wavy, black hair.  His eyes were close
set, and were dark blue.  He had long sideburns.  His body seemed gangly
for a little guy.  When he raised his arm at one point, I noticed a little
hair.

He didn't notice me, and, to me, he was just another cute boy in the crowd.
In fact, I had my eyes on an older blond boy.

I noticed a couple boys go to the locker room.  That piqued my interest,
and I was ready to leave anyways.

I went to the locker room.  One boy was pissing in the stall.  The other
was showering in the small community shower. Unfortunately, he was still in
his shorts.

I entered the shower.  I began to rinse off in my shorts.  I watched the
boy.  He didn't notice me.  I was feeling voyeuristic all day, but a little
exhibitionism snuck in at that moment.  I wondered if he'd notice if I got
naked.

After a few minutes, he left.

I stepped out of the shower.  The bathroom and locker room were empty.  I
considered getting dressed and leaving.

I stepped into the stall and was still trying to decide what to do.

Just then, someone walked in.  I sat on the toilet and didn't even pull
down my shorts.  I looked in the crack of the door and saw the floral
prints of his shorts.  He went to the urinal and started to piss.  All I
could see was a little of his back and shorts.

He finished and walked to the shower.  My exhibitionism returned.

I was nervous, but excited.  I hadn't experimented with exhibitionism yet,
but I had fantasized about it.  "Would he notice?" I thought.

I left the stall.  He was still in the shower.

I stood at my locker for a few seconds.  I then thought, "What the hell,"
and I dropped my shorts.  I placed them on the bench and grabbed my towel.

I hung up my towel and entered the shower.  He glanced at my face when I
came in, but then looked back at the wall.  I started showering, while
using my peripheral vision to watch him.  He seemed to turn a few times,
but never turned all the way around.

I decided to go for it.  I turned around.  He glanced in my direction, but
still didn't turn.

I waited for another response.  Seconds later, he turned around.  He didn't
look at me.  However, I could see a bulge in front of his shorts.

He glanced at my penis.  I could feel a twinge in it, and it got a little
hard.

I turned around again, and he did, too.

My penis was half hard at that point.

I waited a few seconds.  "Why isn't he leaving?  Maybe he likes it," I
thought.

I wondered what he'd do if he saw me half hard.  I turned around again.
Once more, he glanced in my direction, but didn't turn around.

He seemed antsy.

Then, he turned around again.  He glanced at my face.  I looked down for a
moment.  When I looked back up, he was staring at my penis.  I became fully
hard.

He looked into my eyes, and then back at my penis.  I could tell he was
completely hard, too.  He couldn't take his eyes off my penis.

Suddenly, somebody walked into the locker room, and he turned around.  I
turned towards the furthermost wall, in case the person entered the shower.

A couple of minutes later, the person left.  By that time, I was back to
being half hard.

I turned off the shower, and walked to get my towel.  His towel was next to
mine.  I started to dry off.

He shut off his shower.  He walked over and grabbed his towel.  He stood
there, drying off.  He looked at my penis.

I turned towards him.  We glanced at each other, and he looked back at my
penis.  He reached over and gently held it for a few seconds.  It got
harder in his trembling hand.  "I'll be in the steam room," I said.

I wrapped the towel around myself and went to the main gym locker room.

I went to the steam room.  My heart was racing.  It was empty in there, and
the steam had just shut off.  I still had my towel on.  I waited for what
seemed like forever.  I started to think he wasn't going to come.  And
then, he walked in.

He glanced around and then sat on the bench in front of me.  I let my towel
fall at my side.  I was fully hard again.  He stared at it.

He got on his knees and gently grabbed it.  He was still staring at it.  He
barely put it in his mouth.  I could feel his tongue glide over the head.
He opened his mouth wider and took it deeper.  His mouth closed around it,
and he remained still for a few seconds.  His mouth felt warm, wet, and
tight.  I could feel his teeth a little.  He started to bob on it.

He pulled it out and teased the hole with the tip of his tongue.  "Ever do
this before?" I asked.

"Few times," he mumbled.

I gently grabbed the back of his head.  I guided my dick to his mouth, and
placed it inside.  I stuck it deeper.  He was all teeth.  He touched my
pubes and was trembling.

I looked out the small window and noticed somebody going to the shower.  I
turned around sharply, and he sprang up on the bench.

I continued to stare out the window.  A few seconds went by.  I reached
around to him.  I turned and saw him get back on his knees.  I felt his
shorts brush against the back of my calves.

He spread my butt open.  He licked it, but mostly got hair.  I bent over
and spread one cheek.  He spread the other cheek, completely exposing my
hole.

His tongue glided across my hole.  He stuck out his tongue all the way and
buried it.  I could feel his tongue wriggling frantically, as the heat came
on again.  It felt sloppy but good.

I saw the man walk to the locker room.  He was an old man.

I turned all the way again.  I put my dick in his mouth.  This time, he
took it in like a champ.  He started to bob on it.

I was rock hard.  I could feel myself edging.  "Like that, baby," I said.
"I'm close."

He was going quicker.  "You want it, baby?"  I asked, staring down.

He shook his head yes, while staring up.  His eyes pierced through the
steam and were wide with nerves, excitement.

I exploded in his mouth.  His body jerked a little.  His face flinched, but
his eyes stayed on mine.

I finished unloading in his mouth and pulled it out.  He swallowed with two
gulps and wiped his mouth.

He grabbed the metal hose in the room and turned it on.  He splashed water
on his face and bolted out of there.

I also rinsed off with the hose.  I reached down and picked up my towel.
It was completely drenched.

I walked out of the steam room.  I could hear someone showering.  In the
regular light, my penis looked red and swollen.

I walked to the shower.  The boy was rinsing off.  He was still in his
shorts.  He glanced at me, and I smirked.

I started to shower.

A few seconds later, he left.

I never saw him again.

The End