Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2011 11:33:40 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Andrews Subject: Confessions of a Lifeguard: Part 6 Thanks for the emails -- and for all the suggestions about "Who's Next?"! Keep those cards and letters coming! I'm here to please -- and nothing makes me happier than knowing that you guys are beating off to my stuff! But I think I should add a little reminder: This story is fiction! No children were harmed in its creation! And just like Agatha Christie never actually killed anyone aboard a train, I never...well, you get the drift! _________________________________________________________________ Confessions of a Lifeguard Part 6: Swallowing Nails After little Billy had his dry cum the kid looked reborn! His demeanor changed and his new-found manhood made me grin -- especially from knowing it was me that gave it to him. But I didn't have time to dwell on the idea that a twelve year old boy and a twenty-one year old man had both lost their butt-sex cherries at the same time! My asshole was on fire and I had to have that feeling again. I gripped Mac by the wrist and pulled him to his feet as we moved over to the sofa. Sinking back into the soft leather, I lifted my legs and presented my hole to my little McDonald's stud -- my Big Mac! The only thing missing with Billy had been seeing his face and his body as he throttled my ass -- and I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice! Mac's soft brown face was a mask of horny lust. Young teen hormones raged through him as his dick throbbed and jerked, standing proudly from his slim hips. He reached down and applied a little more vaseline -- Billy's dry orgasm had done nothing to grease his entry. He stood between my raised legs, feet planted wide to keep his balance, and brought his meaty brown prick to my twitching asshole. I almost wanted to shout at him for going so slow -- didn't he know I needed to get stuffed, and get stuffed right now! But when he started easing his hard prick through my tight ring I realized that once again this young boy was showing more experience that I had. I groaned as he spread my asshole with the fat pink head of his leaky cock. He was twice the length of little Billy -- and a lot thicker. It took some stretching to get his shaft inside. I groaned and tried to remember to relax my ass muscles. How hard could it be for an athletic adult male to take cock from such a young boy? There was a little pain but nothing I couldn't handle -- especially when I looked up and caught Mac's big brown eyes staring down at me with such a look of lust. I smiled back up at him, giving him the go-ahead to plant his beautiful cock all the way, and felt him push forward in a slow steady motion until I felt more full than I ever had. His smooth plump balls smacked against my ass cheeks and I knew I had all of this boy buried deep inside me. He rocked back and forth, sawing his hard brown pole into my well-lubed ass. With every thrust the meaty head of his cock rubbed against my gland, and every time he withdrew the dick-massage was repeated. I leaked juice on my belly, shocked that I could have cum twice in two hours and still produce the volume of pre cum that was pouring from my hard pole. Mac leaned forward into me, his long brown fingers softly grasping my hard abs as he took his pleasure. His black hair swayed from his head as he peered down at my face. Sleek adolescent muscles rippled in his arms as he leaned forward on his hands and fucked into me. The sensation of being fucked by this young boy's man-size cock, and my lust for his hot adolescent body, left me gasping. I reached forward and groped his tight smooth ass, pulling him deeper into my quivering hole. His face registered tension and I could tell he was trying hard to make this fuck last. But he was too overheated for a long slow session and soon he surrendered to his hormones and began to pound me with hard solid strokes. His cock was in constant contact with the hardening gland inside my tunnel and I felt my cock twitch when I spied his young brown face contort in pleasure. The boy collapsed on top of me, all one hundred twenty pounds of him! His heaving chest pressed itself to mine as he groaned and shot his load across the rock hard clit inside my butt -- his ejaculate coating my guts as he squirted his essence deep into me. I ran my hands through his soft black hair, caressing his head and stroking his cheeks as he emptied his young balls. He lifted his face and kissed me softly on the lips, a surprise for me. But even more of a surprise was when he opened his mouth and sucked my lips into his as he convulsed in one final shudder. We lay there for a few moments, more like two lovers than what we really were -- just a man and a boy who both liked hot sex. And it was nice -- but it wasn't what I was after. I needed more dick! I looked over at Liam. He was in a chair opposite me, leaning back contentedly as little Billy once again nursed his hard prick. I pushed Mac gently -- letting him know it was time to get up -- and motioned for Liam to bring that hard cock over to me. And on it went. I won't bother with a blow by blow account of the whole night -- or a fuck by fuck account, as the case may be! It was almost two in the morning when the boys were all finally sated -- so tired and so fucked out they could hardly move! I took a total of five fucks from three boys that night. Liam and little Billy both used my jock ass twice, and I could've gotten a second load up my butt from Mac if I hadn't gotten so enthusiastic sucking him off that last time. Instead, I got to experience the sensation of taking cum from two boys at the same time. I'd moved back onto the floor, Liam taking my ass doggy-style as Mac fucked his hard prick down my throat. When Mac grabbed my head and thrust his sweet prick deep into my gullet with one final gasp of pleasure, it brought Liam over the edge and he pulled my hips tight and shot his last load up my leaking jock asshole! After that, the three boys were spent -- they didn't have another ounce of energy to share among them! They had just enough left to crawl into Liam's mom's bed just down the hall -- all three piling into her plush king size bedding and turning out like lights, each falling asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. I tucked the three boys in, thinking about my own mother's ritual from years ago and wondering what she would think if she could see me repeating her good-nite routine now. I stumbled back to the living room and spent a couple of minutes cleaning up -- or removing evidence as the case may have been! Then I slumped to the sofa, intent only on catching my breath before heading out the door. I sure as hell didn't want Liam's mother to find me camping out in her living room the next morning. The room still reeked of musky boy-juice and I didn't want to be there if she had enough nose left to detect it! As tired as I was, I still wasn't sated. The sexual pleasure I'd had that night was unlike anything I'd ever experienced, and instead of leaving me satisfied it left me wanting still more. I replayed the night's events, from my first experience with Billy to my last with Liam and Mac together. My fevered brain stuck on the image of little Judson standing at the top of the stairs watching us play, his sweet little prick tenting his pajamas as he watched his big brother doing dirty things with his friends. I knew what I wanted to do. I also knew I shouldn't - but I knew I would. I crept up the stairs, careful not to wake the three sleeping boys -- though they probably could've slept through a hurricane given the night's activity! Reaching the top, I turned to my right and spotted a door with the soft glow of a nightlight. I pushed open the door and spied a tiny figure bundled into a twin bed, his covers loosely covering the lower half of his sweet young body. Sleeping peacefully, the tiny boy breathed softly as his legs twitched in dreams below the covers. I sat on the side of his bed, reaching out to caress the soft skin of his belly under the loose thin fabric of his pajama top. He moaned under my touch, purring softly as I explored the silky surface of his little-boy body. He was such a sweet sight -- the picture of innocence and youth. But I knew from spying him at the top of the stairs that he had a little pole that could get hard. And I wanted to see that pole -- just to see it and then I'd leave! I drew the covers back from his sleeping body, not wanting to disturb his slumber. As if drawn by some unseen force I ran my big hands down the small expanse of his rising chest, across his torso and down his slender legs. With one hand I ran my fingers under his pajama shirt, marveling at the soft supple flesh. With the other I tugged his bottoms down away from his slim hips, exposing the small expanse of his underwear covered crotch. `Spiderman!' I mused to myself as I peered at the fabric that hid his little jewels from my lustful gaze. Just what Benjie used to wear! I leaned down over his cotton-covered groin and inhaled a large whiff of his little boy musk, exhaling onto his cartoon undies and warming his tiny peter with my breath. He sighed deeply and unconsciously thrust his little pelvis forward toward the warmth of my lips. I pulled his Spidie undies from his hips, intent on hooking the tight elastic just below his little balls. But there wasn't enough flesh there to hold them in place, so I ran my shaking hands under his tiny butt and drew the soft cotton down his hips. I realized then that just a look wasn't going to be enough. I needed to know if this little boy tasted as good as he smelled. Just a little taste and then I'd leave. Extending my tongue I licked at his tiny little balls, held snuggly against his hairless scrotum. I savored the tangy zest of little-boy flesh as I sank my face between his slim little legs. His tiny prick rose to meet the warmth of my mouth -- turning to steel in a snap as he thrashed in his sleep, still unaware that I was in the room. Less than three inches long, his childish meat was beautiful -- uncut like his big brother and standing straight out from his smooth white hips. Pale, almost translucent, skin stretched tight around the hard pole and pulled his chubby pink dick head almost free of the foreskin. His hard little peter probed and jerked, finding my cheek and trying to fuck its way into the warmth. Once again reaching both my hands under his little body to cup his soft butt cheeks, amazed at the moist heat his skin gave off from being under the bed covers, I peered down and knew I was lost. I drew his little hips up to my face and took his hardness through my spit-moistened lips. It was like a switch had been flipped -- his little hips powered forward into the warmth! His tiny hands flew to my head and pushed hard as I suckled his hard little prick. I quickly surrendered to his insistent shoves and planted my hot mouth across his quivering groin, relishing the sweet tangy taste of his young flesh as I ran my tongue across his little nail of a dick. He was fully awake now and let out tiny squeaks as he fucked hard into my face, crushing my nose against the baby-flesh of his belly. I ran my big hands up his tiny torso -- caressing the soft flesh as I feasted on his steely hard little prick. He gasped and squealed as he felt himself being devoured in the darkness. It was only a minute, but it seemed much longer, before his slender little legs straightened beneath me -- throwing off what little blanket still covered his feet. Little Judson squealed as his rock hard little prick quivered against my tongue and spasmed as his whole body quaked in feelings few boys his age ever got to have. I held him tight, drawing his crotch into my face as the little ten year old used my mouth to enjoy a mind-blowing dry cum. His convulsions lessened second by second and soon enough his little body went slack in my hands. I carefully laid his tiny form back into the bed and rose to my feet, feeling at once disgusted at my own perversion and exhilarated at the experience. My heart melted when I spotted him smiling up at me, his pure green eyes looking both amazed and delighted at my late-night visit. I kissed his soft little cheek lightly and whispered good- night as I tucked the covers back up over him. I crept back down the stairs and locked the front door behind myself. I slept in late the next morning. When I woke up it was after eleven and the house was empty, my parents had long since left for work. My ass felt kind of funny and I had a giant wedgie. But when I reached down to pull my underwear out of my ass crack I found the material stuck tight to my skin! Large loads of young teen cum had leaked out as I slept and my drawers were a crusty mess! I hobbled to the bathroom and pried the fabric away from my flesh and grimaced as I peered down at the cum-crusted boxers in my hand. I stuffed them into a Kroger sack from the kitchen to deposit into a filling station trash can on the way to work! Not something to throw in the laundry for Mom to find! Despite having blown three big loads the night before, my cock still went hard as I replayed the night's events. The biggest surprise for me was seeing Mac's loving side -- the kid really had a sweet nature for such a horny little stud! And the weird combination of childish innocence and sexual prowess I saw in the boys -- the almost playful way they approached fucking! Like stepping up to the plate and getting a turn at bat! And there were sure as shit some home-runs hit last night! But the most exciting was the feel of little Judson writhing in his bed and fucking my face like a little stud-in-training!! By the time I got to work I was more or less back to my old self. Trevor was a few minutes late and I was worried for a minute that I was going to have to ask the junior lifeguard from the day shift to pull a double, but at about two minutes past five he came bounding through the gate, apologizing profusely for being late. A late afternoon rain shower, typical for Houston, had just passed over, and the pool was all but deserted for the first hour of the shift. Young Billy had come in right after Trevor, and my partner and I watched him and a handful of kids swimming as we chatted at length for the first time since we'd been working together. Trevor was a lot of fun to talk to -- he had the almost childish enthusiasm of a boy, but it was wrapped in the face and body of a seriously gorgeous young man! Maybe it was just my hormones, still in overdrive from the night before, but I couldn't get my mind off the image of his clean shaven crotch as we chatted! After six o'clock the pool began to fill, as neighborhood kids filed through the gate in search of relief from the humid Houston air -- and release from their parent's loving care! The crew from the apartments started showing up not long after. Mac and Liam joined Billy -- along with four more of their friends. Including the little Hispanic hunk from a few days before! Mac made a point to come by my station and visit while his buddies played in the cool water. Nothing overtly sexual was said -- both of us aware that we were in public and our conversation could easily be overheard. But the innuendo got heavy a couple of times. The boy was on a sexual high and it was pretty clear that he wanted to pick up tonight where we'd left off early this morning! "It'll be hard to get rid of Trevor early again tonight" I whispered as I was already scheming ways to make that happen -- the locker room after work seemed like the best bet to score some more kid dick! "Why are you so worried about Trevor" the little Asian stud asked, laughing "We'll just invite Billy to stick around -- he'll keep Trevor busy!" `Yeah right' I replied -- my face showing amusement but my cock thickening at the idea. Mac smiled up at me, his big brown eyes twinkling with amusement at my reaction. "You never know" he grinned, walking back toward the water "Billy can be pretty persuasive!" ________________________________________________________________ Thanks for reading -- hope you enjoyed it! If you did, let me know. I've had some guys send pics of their privates and it's a fucking blast to 'get to know' the readers!