Date: Fri, 29 Jul 2011 04:09:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Andrews Subject: Confessions of a Lifeguard Part 2 Thanks for all the emails, guys! They started coming in quick and I've enjoyed reading every damn one of them. If you didn't get a reply from me it means I didn't get your email! Here's Part 2, and I finished it with still not getting to the first pool shift in the story! But I had fun writing it, and I hope you have fun reading it. _______________________________________________________________________ Confessions of a Lifeguard: Part 2 Big Mac The next morning I woke up before little Benjie -- and way earlier than I usually did on a Saturday. But when I first started to wake up I remembered what had happened the night before and my cock threw wood big time! And then I remembered that the little boy I'd done it with was right next to me in bed and there was no way I could get back to sleep! I rolled over and looked at the little angel still fast asleep next to me. Benjie was laying spread-eagle on top of the covers with his pajama shirt pulled up halfway over his flat little belly. He had one arm laying over his eyes and his blonde hair was twisted in that "little boy bed hair" way. So damn cute! My eyes traveled from his pretty little face down his lean tight body to his pajama bottoms. I almost groaned when I saw the boy had a sweet little tent in his PJs. My cock immediately started leaking juice and I ran my hand over my hard shaft as I watched little Benjie's chest move rhythmically in sleep. I pushed my cum-crusted shorts down and fisted my prick. Slick pre-cum greased my fingers as they slid across my aching shaft. I played with my balls as I let myself sink into the sensations running through my body. He was just a little boy -- and my cousin at that! -- but I'd never felt such lust for anyone before. It was wrong, I knew -- but I could no more control it than I could've stopped the sun from coming up that morning. I replayed last night's events in my mind as I quietly fisted my stiff prick. I almost lost my hardon when it occurred to me that Benjie may not be as happy about what happened as I was. But then I remembered how he'd smiled with my cock juice smeared all over his sweet little face, and my cock got even harder. I was lost in my own little world, stroking myself toward a morning cum, moaning as I gave myself pleasure. Then I noticed a sneaky little grin on my cousin's face and saw that he was peeking out at me from under the arm that covered his eyes. I didn't say a word -- didn't let on that I knew he was awake. But I did scoot over in the bed and tug his pajama bottoms down to his knees. I could see the little shit had not only been watching me but was clearly enjoying the show! He'd sprung what I'd already started to think of as a `Benjie Boner' -- the hardest thing known to man! He gasped as I leaned down and took him into my mouth. All pretence of sleep evaporated as I licked my way across his smooth hairless groin, lapping up the erotic flavor of his little boy musk. Instinctively he began a slow thrust into my mouth as I captured his hard little cock and began to suck. It was a lot more leisurely -- and a lot more loving -- than the frantic session we'd had last night. Just the pure luxury of waking up next to someone you want to devour in the most personal way, and getting to eat your fill without any cares. I didn't have any concerns about him thinking of me as gay, as I had with his older brother. We were just two boys who'd found something they liked to do -- a lot -- and were doing it. Benjie shuddered on the bed as his little prick spasmed against my exploring tongue -- his dry orgasm electrifying his slender body as it raced through his legs. My little cousin had discovered the extreme joy of waking up to a blowjob -- all at the tender age of nine! My own cum following on top of his. My cock had leaked so much while I took him in my mouth that it squished in my hand as I slowly fisted it -- then erupted in a blast of cum that only a young teen could produce! I caught most of it with my hand, trying my best not to leave a big stain on the bed for Mom to find. Pulling off my little boy's satisfied peter, I held my cummy hand out and started to go into the bathroom to rinse the evidence down the drain. But for some reason I hated to waste it. I brought my palm to my face and stuck my tongue into the thick creamy deposit. Benjie was looking at me through dazed eyes and he licked his lips as he watched me suck the juice from my hand. I reached down and offered him a taste. The feel of his little tongue darting across the sensitive flesh of my palm was like feeding a small puppy out of my bare hand. He cleaned me completely and sank back into the bed. And that's the story of how I decided at the age of thirteen that I really was gay -- it wasn't just a passing phase. And I sure didn't need to worry if the guy who's dick I was sucking knew that I liked doing it. I can't say I'm out in the open about it even today -- I suppose my parents kind of know, especially since I gave up dating girls pretty quickly after I started. But it's not something we talk about here in Texas! And yes, Benjie and I did keep our playtimes going up until the time his parents moved the family to Oregon when he was fifteen -- the year after I went off to school at A&M. I was there to drink his first cum load when he finally started his wet cums at the age of eleven -- and his juice was every bit as delicious as his little prick had been that first night. And yes, Benjie did turn out to be the fucking stud I knew he'd be. He and I had a special relationship. We loved one another -- and still do -- as family first and lovers second. So it filled me with pride as I watched him grow to be such a handsome young man, pursued by every girl in school and, more discretely, by a few of the boys. I know he popped his hetero cherry when he was fourteen -- he shared the good news with me that very night! And I suspected that he played around with one of his baseball teammates, though I never asked and he never told. Maybe he thought it would upset me. It wouldn't have. I had a couple of friends myself! This brings us to the present -- to my summer break between my junior and senior years as an Aggie. And to my summer job as a lifeguard. I was sitting at a McDonalds just off the main drag close to the community center where I work -- having a Big Mac and some fries before going in to do my shift at the pool. I was dressed pretty casually -- had some loose fitting shorts pulled over my swim trunks, and a wife-beater hung from my strong swimmer's shoulders. I am proud of my physique. No Adonis, but I would have to rank myself in the top tier of guys in the looks department. I know it sounds like I'm bragging and I'm really not like that. It's just that too many girls had chased after me for me to not know it. Dirty blond hair hangs in curly strands around my well tanned face. It may sound weird, but I've always thought my nose was my best feature -- I have my Mom's pert little ski- slope shape. But I've been told by a lot of people -- some girls and some guys - that its my ass that sets me apart. And I guess my swimming does keep all my body -- including my ass -- in pretty good shape! Anyway, I was sitting there plowing through a grease-burger at Mickey Ds -- doing all I could to ruin that pretty little body -- when three kids walked over to the table across from me and sat down. It looked like a group of siblings, and if I guessed right they were Vietnamese - we have a large Vietnamese population in the Houston area. An older boy, I figured him to be about fourteen, was there with his little sister and even littler brother, and he was clearly in charge of this family meal! The youngest boy brought back memories of Benjie -- even though he was younger and Asian, his tight little body drew my mind back to the early days with my cousin. But his older brother was the one who really got my attention. He had shiney black hair that hung straight down atop a cute brown face. His huge brown eyes sparkled as he controlled his younger siblings. His features were flawless, and his skin was like light brown silk. He wore the typical outfit for young teens in the Texas heat -- shorts as loose as they could get and a t-shirt that hung low across his nicely developing chest. Strong hairless legs ended in a pair of meticulous, and quite large, tennis shoes. I couldn't help but wonder how hung this cute little fourteen year old might be. I did my best not to stare, but I knew my eyes were wandering in his direction way too often. He was sitting directly across from me and the other two kids were sitting opposite him, affording me an unbroken view of his magnificent young body. I never knew myself to be attracted to Asian guys, but this kid had me springing wood right in the middle of eating a cheeseburger! I drew my eyes away from his crotch and tried to look at anything else, but his eyes caught mine as I moved them away. I was so fucking busted! I just hoped this kid wouldn't go running to the manager to rat me out! But instead of looking shocked, his face lit up with a huge grin at my embarrassment. After that it was a little easier to discretely perv his hot young body, and I did so without getting too obvious. But he knew. And he knew that I knew. He obviously enjoyed being the center of my attention, and before long his hand dropped casually into his lap. With no one able to see except me, he massaged himself through the loose fabric of his cargo shorts -- sometimes stopping to run his hand up his shirt like he was scratching an itch, exposing the tight flesh of his flat belly to my heated stare. The kid knew what he was doing -- he was driving me into a fucking frenzy. But no one else could see, so we kept our little game up for almost ten minutes. It wouldn't be too long before I had to go to work, and I was thankful that my swim suit was keeping my throbbing hard on from being too obvious. But a little worried that I was creating quite a wet spot on my trunks that would need to be concealed when I got to work! He'd worked himself into quite a state as well, and his thin shorts didn't do much to hide it. What looked like it might be a nice sized piece of hard teen meat was tenting from his lap and he shamelessly caressed it through his shorts, keeping the sight away from the younger kids across the table. I heard him announce to his two siblings that he needed to use the bathroom. He got up, pulling his shirt low enough to cover his hard on, and gave me a long stare and a sly grin as he passed my table. I felt my face flush with heat. Was that an invitation? Pretty sure it was. Should I follow him into the bathroom? At McDonalds? Not so sure about that! But you know what a hard dick will do to a guy! After a respectable wait of about a minute I got up from my seat and winced as my hard cock got trapped inside my tight trunks. I made my way to the bathroom. He was standing at the urinal and gave me a big smile as he saw me walk in. He was standing several inches away from the white porcelain, and turned slightly toward me as I came toward him. In his hand was maybe the prettiest cock I'd ever seen (of course, I think EVERY cock is the prettiest I've ever seen!). It looked to be about six inches long, and looked even bigger on his tight body. It was cut, and it was rock hard! This young man was sharing his most prized possession with me! "Nice" I grinned as I stood there with a dazed look on my face "Thanks" he beamed, and turned all the way around -- casually running his light brown fingers over his meat. Then he turned and headed into the stall at the end of the room. I stood frozen to the floor as this kid looked back at me as if wondering what I was waiting for. I shuffled forward, feeling like I was in a dream. Nervous as hell about doing something like this in such a public place but powerless to keep from at least going the next step. He smiled as I entered the stall, and quickly moved to the side of the toilet with his cock still out and in his hand. He motioned for me to sit down and I did. Then I noticed that with the door closed we were completely hidden from view from the outside. As long as we didn't make a lot of noise we could have all the fun we wanted! I reached forward and took his cock in my hand. It was only then that I realized how bad it was shaking -- not from fear but from lust. I wanted this boy's cock bad! He spread his legs in a wide stance as he moved toward me and let his shorts fall in a heap over his shoes. Thrusting his hips forward, he rocked gently into my hand and let out a low soft moan. I was still a little bit shocked at myself for my brazen behavior in a public restroom but this kid was acting like he did it every day! I stopped stroking his hard shaft just long enough to release my own cock from its torturous confinement. Leaning over from my seat, I took a long wet lick across the underside of his heated meat. He leaned his crotch toward my mouth, settling his shoulders against the tile wall, pushing his groin into my face. I felt his almost-hairless balls brush against my chin as I leaned in and took his whole cock down my throat. As a teenager I'd always thought Asian guys had little cocks -- don't really remember where I'd picked up that piece on information. But either this kid was a real exception or I'd been just dead wrong! He wasn't huge -- hell, he was just a kid -- but he had a more than respectable six inches of steel hard dick for me to enjoy. The skin on his meaty prick was a texture I'd never experienced, not that I'd had that much experience outside Benjie and a couple of school friends. His cock had a silky texture to it, and seemed almost slick -- like it was coated with pre cum or something. The taste and texture made my mouth water and lubed the passage down my throat as the young stud started to gently thrust his cock across my tongue. He grunted quietly as I moved from his burning shaft and ran my wet tongue across his fat little balls. His hand moved to my neck and caught my head in an embrace between his fingers and his crotch. I licked and sucked my way across the tender flesh of his inner legs and breathed in his scent as his balls traveled across the bridge of my nose. I could tell by his moans he was about ready to pop -- thank goodness no one had come into the restroom! And I raised up to seize his twitching pole in my lips just seconds before he erupted down my gullet. Torrents of steamy ball juice gushed out of his spasming dick as he pushed hard into my face and drove his pole deep into my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could and still some juice leaked out onto my chin. I savored the taste of cum from a kid so young -- boys that age seem to have a sweeter taste, and I hadn't had the pleasure since Benjie had been that age. But this kid's ball juice had a different flavor to it. I swear, mixed in with the musky flavor of boy batter was a hint of garlic and maybe even a little of the tang of fish. It was a delicious combination! I drank him in. Spent, the little stud pulled his dripping cock from my mouth and reached for a napkin to wipe my saliva from his crotch. Reaching down to pull his shorts up, he grinned and took a quick grope of my leaking prick before turning on his heels and unlocking the stall door. "Thanks, dude" he gushed, with no hint of an Asian accent "See you around" The huge wad of cum I blew just moments after he left went a long way toward getting rid of my hard-on. And a quick dip in the pool before my shift started was enough to get rid of the big wet spot on my shorts. All in all, I'd had a damn good afternoon! __________________________________________________________________ Let me know if you enjoyed the story - and if you got off while reading it I'd like to hear all about it!