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Swimming With Sharks – Chapter 6

 

"I guess ready or not, I'm going to learn about the Sharks and what is expected of the parents," said Owen. Evan immediately thought his dad had no idea.

"Well, my dad is the man to teach you for sure," said Aaron, winking at Evan. They were at the door and when they entered, Aaron gave a shout.

"Dad, Evan and his dad are here! I hope you have clothes on!" said Aaron as he grinned at the two guests. Jonathon Townes came out of what Owen would learn was the kitchen. He was wearing khakis and polo shirt.

"Yep, fully clothed," he said, "for first time guests, we don't usually get naked until desert." Everyone chuckled.

"I'm Jonathon Townes, but please call me Jon," he said as he extended his hand to Evan's father. "Good to see you again Evan."

"Owen Jones, it's a pleasure to meet you," said Owen. "Evan has been on cloud nine since ran into Aaron at the pool."

"Well, the same is true for Aaron," said the elder Townes. "In addition to being a handsome young man, I'm made to understand Evan is the best freshman swimmer we've ever seen around here."

"He is very good," said Owen. "I'm very proud of him." Owen put his arm around his son and hugged him, causing Evan to blush a bit.

"What would you like to drink Owen? Beer, wine, a cocktail?" asked Jon as they walked toward the kitchen.

"A beer is fine, thanks," said Owen

"Aaron, would you please get us a couple of beers and then set the table on the patio for us?" said Aaron's dad. "That will give us a chance to chat and get to know each other." Aaron did as he was told and the two older men were alone.

"I understand you just moved here, what brings you to Minnesota?" asked Jon.

"Yes, we moved from California," said Owen, enjoying the beer. "I work for an industrial metal processor and this area has been underperforming for years, mostly due to lack of market share, so they decided I could replicate what I'd done in California and shipped me out here. I'm sorry, that was a long answer to a simple question."

"No, it's great information," said Jonathon. "The Sharks are a close knit group of boys. The parents get to know each other extremely well. I hate to disappoint you, but if you have your sights on supplying Industrial Fabricators, you will be disappointed."

"That actually is the biggest target company I need to break into," said Owen. "You aren't my competition are you?" Jonathon Townes laughed heartily.

"No, I'm not your competition," he continued laughing. "I own Industrial Fabricators, but my Chief of Procurement assures me that our current supplier submits by far the lowest price each year we put it for bid. Their quality could be a bit better, but their price is just too good to consider switching."

"Jon, I'm not sure how to couch this so that it won't be a bit stunning, but we are the largest supplier in the country and we haven't been able to submit a bid for your business in 4 years," said Owen. "I'm afraid your Chief of Procurement isn't playing straight with you."

"Are you going to put the steaks on dad? Or do you want me to do it?" asked Aaron. He had changed into gym shorts and appeared to be free balling it. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Owen took in the stunning body of young athlete. He felt a twinge in his cock.

"You go ahead and get them started, but don't forget to season them up," said Jon. His eyes narrowed and he turned back to Owen. "Owen, tonight is about our boys and don't really want to ruin that, but I think we have a lot to discuss. I've been led to believe that we bid every major supplier on an annual basis and now I find out that largest single expense my business incurs hasn't actually been bid in years. Give me your cell number and I will call you first thing in the morning." The men pulled out their phones and traded their numbers.

"Well, I definitely need another beer and then let's go out and join the boys," said Jon.

Aaron was tending the steaks. Sometime along the way, Evan had also removed his shirt and found a pair of shorts to put on. The table was set, a couple of side dishes were already there, waiting. The four of them engaged in general conversation for a bit.

"Owen, as you have probably gathered, the Sharks are unique in how they do things," said Jon. "The dads are very involved in the team and what goes on. It's a bit outdated, but it's guy thing. The women aren't really involved."

"That is different," replied Owen. "In Evan's AAU team, the women pretty much ran the show."

"Yea, I'm not sure if it's an outgrowth of being affiliated with The Club somehow, but it's all dicks all the time," smiled Jon. "We help the boys in anyway we can. Others might look at what we do as odd or even a bit deviant, but you are either on board or you aren't. It's not a half way thing."

"Well, I've told Evan that I would do whatever I need to in order for him to be on the swim team," said Owen, not really knowing what he was getting himself into. The two boys exchanged a quick glance and smiled.

"Yea, that was the deal we made when we moved out here," said Evan. "The swim team was the most important thing in my life."

"Well, as Evan has seen the last couple of days, if you are on the Sharks, high school is a whole lot easier," said Aaron. "Everyone loves the Sharks."

"It sounds like the team is very welcoming," said Owen. "But, surely there are some rivalries on the team and in the school. It hasn't been that long that I don't remember how shitty kids in high school can be."

"Oh for sure," said Aaron. "Once you are on the team, it's all for one and one for all, but the guys who don't make the team don't always take it so well, but that usually sorts itself our pretty quickly." Aaron had continued to nurse the steaks while the conversation ensued.

"How do you like your meat?" asked Aaron, slyly. "If it's pink you prefer, now is the time."

"Well, then, now is the time," replied Owen, not picking up on any reference.

It was a warm evening. The weather this time of year could range from near frigid to summer heat. This was one of the hot weeks.

"If it's okay with you Owen, I'm going to join the boys and undress for dinner, do whatever you are comfortable doing," said Jon, stripping his shirt and pants off, he was left in boxer briefs that outlined a nice looking cock. It looked soft, but still had a nice size. Owen wasn't sure what to do, but caught a pleading look from his son, so he too began to strip. Owen was also wearing boxer briefs, his were red and also outlined a nice sized cock, but Owen's had a slight chub to it.

"Are you going to join The Club Owen," asked Jon. "Evan can use the facilities to train anytime he wants to, but it would be good for you to join as well."

"Well, first my understanding is that you have to be invited to join, and so far, I haven't been," laughed Owen. "Second, I would imagine it's a bit pricey from what I've heard."

Jon laughed, "That's true, you do have to be asked to join, but consider that done". "It's not as expensive as you might think. It is the place to conduct business in this town. It pisses the women off, but let's face it, we still live in a male dominated world and men like to relax over a drink and they can be totally relaxed around the Club."

"It's really cool Dad," said Evan, knowing that if his dad was also a member of the Club, it would help cement his social position at school. He knew there would be some type of perception of him only being there because of the Sharks, rather than a "real" member.

"If your company pays for any type of a club fee, that is the one to join, the country club here is very second place to the Club," said Jon. The conversation continued on light subjects, now and then a comment about the Sharks or the Club came up, but it was just part of the discussion, rather than a reason for it. Evan felt the evening was going perfectly.

"Oh Dad, would you shave me tonight?" asked Aaron. "I just want to make sure we get it done before tryouts."

"Of course," replied his dad. "You and Evan go get the stuff while Owen and I clear the dishes. Both tasks were accomplished at the same time. Aaron was holding a couple of towels, bowls, shaving cream, and a couple of razors. Owen looked at the older boy and wondered why he needed a shave in the first place and second, why his dad would help him at this particular time.

"Owen, all of the Sharks get shaved by their dads," explained Jon. "Do you and Evan want to join us?"

"Sure," said Owen, still a bit confused about what they were going to be doing and why. Aaron put the two towels on the table, then dropped his shorts and lay on one of the towels, his legs spread wide. Both of the Jones males looked on in confusion.

"Evan, I might not have told you, but the Sharks all shave our pubic hair once the season starts," explained Aaron. "I want to have mine done at tryouts just to show everyone that is part of the deal."

"So, we are going to shave our sons?" asked Owen, a bit taken aback, but his dick rising a bit at the prospect of having his son's cock in his hands.

"Yes, and I'll probably have Aaron shave me when I'm done," said Jon. "Obviously, I'm not a competitive swimmer, but I like the look. Plus, it feels a lot better if you are shaved when someone licks your balls. Are you two game?"

Evan knew this was a test for both him and his dad. He needed to act fast before his dad could make the wrong decision. Before his dad could answer, Evan had dropped his shorts and was climbing on the other towel, matching the way Aaron's legs were spread, putting his now hardening cock on full display.

"Evan, looks like you have a pretty full bush. Owen, you are going to have your hands full, you might want to use the clippers to clear some of the bush off before you use the razor," said Jon. "Here, I'll hold it out of the way, so you can trim around his cock." Aaron's dad handed Owen the electric trimmer and grabbed Evan's now very hard cock in his hand. Owen took minute to recover from his shock at the turn of events. He looked down, seeing his son's hard 5 ½" cock being held by another man's hand. Owen noticed at some point, Jon had dropped his briefs and his hard 7" cock was sticking straight out from his body. He decided to go all in, slipped his shorts off to free is own 7" cock. He noticed with a bit of pride that his cock was thicker than the other father's.

"Just run the trimmer around a bit to get the long hair out of the way," said Jon as he held Evan's cock straight in air. To Evan it felt more like his teammate's dad was actually stroking his cock, not just holding it. Pre-cum started to leak out.

"I think Evan is enjoying this," said the older man continued to move the teen dick in different directions as Owen used the trimmer. Jon used his other hand to gently cup and massage Evan's nut sack. The boy couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

"It doesn't seem like he has much hair on his balls yet, so you probably don't need the trimmer down here," said Jon as he continued to stroke Evan's cock and play with his balls. "Get the shaving cream and I'll help you. His balls are hanging down pretty good, so another set of hands will help, then you can help me with Aaron." As he sprayed the shaving cream into his hand, Owen's mind was in a turmoil. Jon had removed his hand from Evan's balls and now Owen rubbed the white foam onto his son's nuts. Evan moaned again. On one level, Owen knew he shouldn't be doing this, on the other, he flashed back to hearing his son having sex and the massive orgasm that resulted as he jacked off listening.

The dad's caught each other's eyes. A nod of agreement and encouragement from Aaron's dad. "Remember Owen, a Shark's dad helps his son in a lot of ways," he whispered. "When we are done with Evan, you can help me with Aaron." Owen began tentatively using a razor on his son's pubic area. First across the top, Jon holding the hard teen cock out of the way. Although "holding" likely wasn't the best description, while what he was doing was certainly keeping the hard dick out of the way of Owen's strokes with the razor, there was certainly a lot more movement and stroking than required for the job.

"Spread your legs farther apart" said Jonathon, Evan immediately complied showing his dad his pink ass. Jon kept one hand the leaking cock he had been handling the whole time, but now used his other hand to first move the young boy's balls to one side then the other. Owen studied his son's balls and ass as he shaved, making his own cock harder than he had felt it in years. The razor moved from Evan's taint back up to the ball sack. Jon helped move the balls it contained so the slack was taken up and Owen could complete the task at hand. Evan was whimpering in pleasure. Finally, the shaving was complete. Owen put the razor down, looking at his clean shaven son. The task made 14 year old Evan look like a young boy...with an outsized, very hard cock.

"You need to finish the job," said Jon, taking one of Owen's hands and putting it on his son's dick, then moving the other to his balls.

"Oh god, yes," moaned Evan, seeing it was dad who was now caressing his balls and stroking his cock. It didn't take long for Evan to begin to squirm under his father's touch.

"Oh dad, I gonna cum...don't stop! Dad, you're making me cum!" said Evan, his cock exploding in rope after rope of cum. Owen continued to stroke his son, spreading the copious amount of cum over the dick and balls he had just shaved.

"While he recovers, let's shave Aaron," said Jon, as he placed Owen's still cum filled hand on his own son's cock. The two older men repeated the process for Aaron, but with the roles reserved. Owen loved the feel a cock in his hands as he manipulated the older boy's genitals, the feeling reflected in his dick that had stayed hard through first his son's shave and now for the second boy. Given that Jon had done this numerous times before, this moved along more quickly than Evan's shave.

"Go ahead and finish him off," said Jon as he put down the razor and looked at his smooth son. "Make my boy cum." Owen didn't answer, he simply increased the speed of his strokes. Soon, Aaron was panting.

"Dad, use your finger," moaned Aaron, spreading his legs further apart. Jon put a squirt of some lotion on his index finger, swirled it around his son's ass, and quickly began finger fucking his son's butt.

"Oh, yea, oh yea, oh yea!!!!! YEEESSSSSS!" he screamed as Aaron's cock matched his younger teammate in the number of cum shots spewing from his cock. As the older men removed their hand and fingers from Aaron and the two boys got up from the table, Owen stood there, his cock achingly hard.

"Owen, do you want to the boys to shave you?" Jon asked quietly. At this point, there is likely nothing Owen wouldn't have agreed to if it meant that his balls would have a chance to release the pent up cum stored in them. He stayed silent but got up onto the table and assumed the position his son was just in.

"You keep things out of the way, I'll shave," said Aaron, making the decision for Evan on whether he would dare to take his dad's cock in his hands. At first, Evan was tentatively having a loose touch on this dick he had seen in a soft state for years, but was now standing hard and straight. Evan could feel the heat coming from it. He looked from the cock up to his dad and got a smile in return. Knowing it was okay, Evan began to be more playful with his dad's junk. It was exciting to be able to play with the cock he had always loved looking at. His own cock was responding and getting hard again. He was after all, 14 and his dick was nearly constantly hard in a normal state. Playing with his dad's cock and balls while his naked teammate shaved them, ensured he would be hard. All of sudden, Evan felt something wrap around his cock and begin stroking. It was his dad's hand. Evan's cock immediately produced some pre-cum, which his dad spread around the head of his cock as he stroked. Evan did need to focus on what Aaron was doing so that he could actually keep his dad's cock and balls out of the way of the razor, but he could definitely enjoy the hand jobs he was giving and getting.

It wasn't long before Aaron had finished and Owen and his son were now just stroking each other's cocks because they needed to. They looked into each other's eyes, knowing they were now connected deeper than ever.

"Son, I'm going to cum. You're making your daddy cum. Of fuck son!!!" said Owen as his cock spasmed and shot semen harder, longer, and further than it had in years. Owen's stroke slowed while his own dick was shooting rope after rope, but he soon remembered he had a task to finish.

Oh, Daddy!!! I'm gonna shoot, you're making me shoot again!" said Evan as his second orgasm of the night blasted out of his cock, spraying his cum over his dad's cock, balls, and up do to his chest. As Evan's breathing somewhat returned to normal, he felt two strong hands on his hips and soon he was being lifted up over his dad and then placed on top of him, their cum, still hot, pressing between them. Owen's arms reached out, surrounding his boy, pulling him into a tight hug.

"I love you dad!" Evan whispered to his dad as they lay together, enjoying the post orgasm euphoria.

"I love you too, son" said Owen, caressing his son. Neither was sure how long they were there before they started to move. They may have even drifted off for a quick minute. As Evan rose up and got off the table, he looked around, not initially seeing the other two. As their gaze went to the outdoor shower, they could see Aaron rising up from where he had been kneeling in front of his dad. Jon grinned at Owen and Evan, as his somewhat hard dick came into view. It wasn't sticking straight out, but it definitely wasn't soft.

"Come on over and clean off," said Jon, still smiling broadly, his cock seemed to continue to get somewhat smaller.

"Welcome to the Sharks you two!" said Jonathon as the men all gathered around the two spigots.

"Well, it's not actually official, is it?" asked Evan.

"It's as much of a sure thing as it gets," replied Aaron. "Your almost as fast as me, which means you are faster than anyone else on the team."

"Besides," said Jon, "We also know that the two of you will fit into the culture of the team and that is almost as critical as being an athlete. They finished their showers and walked over to where their clothes had ended up.

"Well, we should probably be heading home," said Owen, "it's a school night after all." He and Evan began to get dressed. The other two made no move to put clothes on.

"Thank you for everything this evening," said Owen, unsure of how to thank someone for setting up a situation where he and his son brought each other to incredible orgasms.

"I'm sure we will be seeing a lot more of each other," said Jon. "You will have an invite to join the Club sometime tomorrow. And I definitely want to follow up with you regarding the bidding process at my company. You have got me thinking about things and I'm more and more concerned." They all exchanged what started as handshakes, but ended up being hugs.

After Owen and Evan got into the car, Owen turned to his son.

"Evan, I'm not sure what came over me this evening, but..." the older man began.

"Dad, whatever it was, I'm glad it did," said Evan.

"When we got up from the table and Aaron and his dad were in the shower, do you think he was on his knees...ah..." Owen hesitated, not knowing if he should be so direct.

"Are you wondering if he was sucking his dad's cock?" asked Evan, "yea, I'm pretty sure he probably was. Dad, after tonight, I want to be totally honest with you about what's going on." As they drove home, Evan told his dad about all of the sexual things he had done since he met Aaron Townes. Well, he left out the things he had done with Q. That would wait for another day. He obviously didn't know that his dad already knew about that. By this time, they were walking into their house.

"Evan, are you sure this is all what you want to do? Are you sure you aren't blind to wanting to be popular," asked Owen, his hands on his son's shoulders, looking intently at him.

"I've never been so sure of something in my life dad," said Evan. "I love to swim and this is an amazing chance. And..." he laughed before continuing, "even though I'm only 14, I have figured out that I really sex. I'm not sure where this all goes dad, but I'm want it to keep going, wherever it leads."

"Alright son, I'll be there with you the whole way," Owen replied giving his son a tight embrace.

As each of them lay naked in their beds, Owen and Evan each thought briefly about jacking off, but decided the night was perfect the way it was.

The next morning, Evan got into Casey's car for the ride to school.

"Hey, I'm going to the Club to swim some after school," said Casey. "Do you want to come with me or should I drop you off before I head over?"

"Oh! Some practice before tryouts would be awesome," replied Evan. He gave a slight chuckle. "It's funny, for a minute, I thought `shit, I should have brought my suit'. Old habits, I guess."

"Yea," said Casey laughing as well. "Definitely not something you need to worry about."

"Owen? It's Jonathon Townes," came the voice across Owen's phone. "I definitely enjoyed having you over and introducing you to a bit of Shark culture. Are you okay with how things went down?"

"The pleasure was all mine," answered Owen, thinking of exchanging shaving with his son and knowing that his cock would be getting hard if this is where the conversation was going to stay. "And, yes, Evan and I are fine with how things went."

"Good to hear. As much as I would love to talk about the ways we can enjoy time with the boys, that isn't the primary reason for the call," continued Jon. "I've just had a meeting with my Chief of Purchasing. He is sticking to his story that he has been bidding things out for the last three years. Let's kill two birds with one stone. Can you meet me at the Club at 4:30 this afternoon? We can go over membership, introduce you to the Coach, and discuss next steps regarding how we are going to get to bottom of this."

"Of course," said Owen. "I'll see you then. I very much appreciate the chance to work with you professionally."

"I think we will get there, but I want to set this up so that I can see how badly I'm being fleeced. See you this afternoon," said Jon. As Owen hung up the phone, his mind began to wander about the various ways the lives of his son and him were tied to Jonathon Townes.

Evan's day went by quickly and before he knew it, the final bell rang at 2:30. During the day, he was still sitting at the center table and more and more people seemed to know who he was. His life had changed so dramatically on so many levels in the last several days. He couldn't help but smile as he walked to Casey's car and got in.

"So, I hear you have met Coach," said Casey with a bit of a grin as they drove to the Club.

"Yea, although it sounds like I've yet to really get the full treatment from him," said Evan, knowing at some point, he would take the Coach's cock in his ass.

Casey said, "His cock is big, but he knows what he's doing, so it doesn't hurt too bad and once you get used to it, it actually feels pretty good."

"Yea, butt sex is better than I thought it would be," said Evan before he even thought about it. He had just admitted to Casey that he knew what it was like.

Casey laughed, "I know right? Who knew? I definitely like girls, but doing stuff with the other guys and Coach is definitely hot as well." Soon enough, Casey parked among other the luxury automobiles in the lot of the Club.

"Well hello again Evan," said Trish, "I was wondering when I was going to see you again. Casey Lamb, you are on my naughty list boy! You haven't been by in just forever."

"Sorry, Trish, it's been a busy summer," said Casey, actually a bit embarrassed. "I promise with the season starting, I'll be around a lot more."

"I'll hold you to that and please bring Evan with you when you do spend more time here," she flirted.

"Ha! It looks like you and I have an appointment for a threesome sometime soon," laughed Casey as they headed toward the locker room.

Evan wondered if he would be able to actually perform if he ended up having to have sex with Trish or any of the girls who seemed to all of the sudden have taken an interest in him at school. He guessed he would deal with that when he had to.

As they undressed, Evan again noticed how much nicer the locker room was than what he was used to where he used to live; everything looked expensive. He could see how the counters had combs and all kinds of grooming products sitting out on them. It still felt odd to take his clothes off and not at least put a speedo on. Evan felt a bit self-conscious with his lack of pubic hair. He glanced quickly at Casey and saw that he two had shaved. As the boys walked naked to the shower to rinse off before going to the pool, Evan was struck by the casual nudity of the men going about their activities in the locker room. It wasn't obviously sexual, just every male in the locker room was walking around naked. No one had a towel wrapped around themselves. It was hard for Evan not to stare at some of the men.

"Let's stretch each other out a bit before we get in the water," said Casey and the boys started to engage the various positions and exercises that Evan was starting to remember. After they had finished, the walked to the water's edge.

"How about if we go for about 30 minutes and then sit in the steam room for a bit, I've got a lot of homework, so I can't stay too long," said Casey.

"Sounds great!" answered Evan. Before they dove in, Evan noticed most of the men who sat naked at the tables were glancing at the two nude teenagers. Casey dove in and Evan followed. It wasn't long before Evan was in a zone, swimming down and back, switching strokes, down and back. It felt great to be in the water, just swimming. He became vaguely aware someone was calling his name.

"Hey Evan!," said Casey, "we were at it a little over 30 minutes. Let's hit the steam room for a bit before I need to head out." There seemed to be a few more men in the locker room, perhaps guys had left work early for a quick work out before heading home to start the weekend. Evan was trying to remember the various twists and turns they took getting back to their lockers and then towards the steam room. They turned down one aisle and a man was sitting on the bench that ran down the middle of the aisle. Two boys were standing in front of the man. As the got closer, Evan could see both boys' dicks were hard. One had decent patch of pubic hair with about 4 ½" cut cock and smaller one had just a dusting of blondish hair above his hard 4" cut cock.

"Oh, hey Mr. Cook," said Casey, as they approached the three.

"Hey Casey," the man said as he stood and turned toward the bench, extending his hand toward Evan. The man's cock was about ¾ hard. "I'm Gabe Cook, I saw you the other day when you were swimming with the Coach." Evan vaguely recognized him as the man who was with Casey's dad last time he was at the Club. "These are my boys Jake and Josh." The boys had climbed over the bench and where now on the same side as Evan and Casey and shook Evan's hand, not even making an attempt to cover their hard boy cocks.

"I'm Evan Jones," he said as hands were being shook.

"We know who you are!" said the younger of the two boys. "We're gonna come and watch you at tryouts on Sunday. Josh and I really want to be on the Sharks! Dad brings us to practice all the time."

"Well, in a couple of years, it will be your turn," said Casey as he put his arm around the younger boy. "And next year, Josh will be at tryouts."

"Yea, it will be awesome," said Jake, as he embraced Casey.

"Well, we are headed to the steam room for a bit," said Casey. As he started to move away, Jake's hand very obviously brushed Casey's cock, giving the older boy a quick feel.

"Nice meeting you," said Evan as the boys returned the comments.

"As you can see, our fans come in all shapes and sizes," laughed Casey. "Both of those boys are really good swimmers. The dad is divorced and the mom doesn't seem to be in the picture, so I imagine you will see the three of them here a lot." They had arrived at the steam room and Casey grabbed a towel on his way in so Evan did as well, even though Evan wondered about the purpose as he certainly didn't think they would be wrapping themselves in it.

As Evan's eyes adjusted to the dimly lit, steam filled room, he could see there were two over men already in there, sitting on their towels, their cocks exposed. Casey spread his towel down on the bench across and up a level from the two men. Evan followed suit.

"Oh, hi Detective Hamilton," said Casey. "I didn't recognize you at first."

"Yea, sometimes it's hard to see who is who and what's what in here," laughed the older man, "but I guess that is often all for the best."

Evan remembered his manners and reached his hand out to the man.

"I'm Evan Jones," he said.

"Ben Hamilton," said the man, "and this is Doug Scott. It seems like I've heard your name...Ah yes! You are the new recruit for the Shark's that everyone is talking about." More hand shakes. Evan was surprised. It made sense that high school kids would have maybe heard the talk of him joining the team, but here was an adult who had heard of him. If all of these people already knew Evan, he hoped he could remember these guys' names. He studied the two men for a bit, trying to etch their looks into his memory. Ben seemed late 30's, probably about 6', what looked like a swimmer's body. His legs were spread and his nice sized uncut cock hung over some nice sized balls. He was a very sexy man. Doug seemed a bit shorter, but his uncut cock looked like it might be bigger. He had dark hair and eyes. Evan could feel his cock start to stir.

"You know there is a lot more to being a Shark than just the swimming," said Ben, a bit appraisingly and fondling is own dick a bit.

"Yea, Evan is up to speed, he is going to fit in perfectly," said Casey. "Det. Hamilton is on the police force now, but he used to be a Shark when he was in high school." The four of them spent the next 10 minutes talking about swimming, high school, police detective work and other things. All the while, the tugs and caresses of their cocks leaving them in a state where they all were semi-erect. As Evan looked at Ben, his cock took an extra jump. The Detective was about 6 ½" and average girth, but his body was sculpted. Casey leaned back against the wall which made his young cock stick straight in the air. The temptation was too much for Doug and he moved over and swallowed the 16 year old's cock in a swift motion. Casey let out a moan and glanced at Evan, giving him a smile. Evan looked across to the detective. There was a moment that passed between them. Someone was going to suck someone else's cock, it was just a matter of who would do what. More out of being a little unsure of the situation, Evan stayed seated. He would have gladly started sucking the man's nice hard cock if he had stood up and presented it to him, but Evan waited for Ben to make the first move. That slight delay meant Ben followed his other officer and moved in to take a hard boy cock into his mouth.

"Of fuck," mumbled Evan as the man bobbed up and down on his dick, swirling his tongue around the glans. Evan leaned back enjoying the blowjob, glancing over and seeing Casey getting the same treatment. The man played with Evan's low hanging nut sack as he licked the head of his dick and again swallowed him whole. With this, Evan knew he wouldn't last long. Before Evan got to that point, the Detective raised his head off Evan's hard almost 6".

"You have the perfect size dick for my ass," said the man who had just been sucking his cock, "would you please fuck me? It's lubed and ready to go." With that, he turned around and knelt on the bench, pointing his ass directly at Evan. Still amazed at what was going on, Evan got up and moved to the Detective, sliding his cock up and down the man's sweaty ass crack several times.

"Yea, tease me for a bit and then drive it home," panted the man. Evan grabbed his dick in one hand and searched out the man's hole with the other. He found it and, just like he had just been told, it was lubed and ready to be fucked. Evan lined his cock up and slowly slid in. The ass resisted a bit, not quite ready for the invading dick, but Evan kept the pressure up and, bit by bit, his cock sank in. Once he felt his pelvic bone against the man's butt cheeks, he rested a bit.

"OH yea, now fuck me and fuck me hard!" hissed the older man. Evan complied and his hips began moving back and forth, sliding his cock almost all of the way out and then back in. Evan smiled when he realized fucking ass was now a familiar feeling instead of a completely new feeling. This ass was certainly different than the others, but felt amazing in it's own way. He varied his speed, going long and slow for a bit and then rapidly pounding the man's ass, making slapping sounds he was sure could be heard outside the door, if anyone were out there. Evan looked over and Casey and Doug had assumed the same position. Casey gave Evan a knowing smile. Evan watched as his teammate's cock slid in and out of the muscular ass of the policeman. The sight made him fuck even harder.

"Breed me boy!" hissed Ben as his ass tightened on Evan's cock. "Fill me with your Shark sperm!" Ben was jacking his cock while his ass was being hammered by a boy less than half his age.

"I'm gonna cum in you!" said Evan as his thrusts picked up speed. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" As his dick started to spew, he could feel the ass clamping even more on his cock as Ben splattered his own cum on the bench below him. Evan was lost in the feeling flowing from his cock through his own body. He didn't even notice that Casey and Doug next to him had both experienced what he and Ben had.

"Fuck, nothing like getting your ass filled be a Shark!" said Ben as he wiped up the mess he and Doug had made, "but we don't want to leave obvious signs."

Jonathan Townes had just arrived inside of the doors of the Club when Owen walked through as well.

"Owen! Great to see you and thanks for meeting me here," said Jon, shaking Owen's hand. "We can talk to Trish about getting you membership information and then we can chat about how to go about this. I've asked someone else to join us as well, but we can get to that later."

"Jonathon Townes! You and your son have a habit of bringing amazingly good looking men into this Club and I hope it's a habit you don't break. Who is this gorgeous man?" said Trish as they approached the desk.

"This is Owen Jones—" he began.

"Well of course it is! Well, it's obvious where Evan gets his good looks," said Trish, not letting Jon get any further. "Will you be joining the Club as well?"

"Thank you," said Owen blushing a bit. It had been years since anyone complimented him on is looks, although he was a very attractive man. "That is part of the reason for the visit today."

"Trish, would you please have the membership packet available for Owen when he leaves?" asked Jon. "For today's visit, let's just say he is my guest. Let's have a quick look around and then talk business."

"I'll have it waiting Mr. Townes. Owen, you might run into your son," said Trish. "He came in with Casey Lamb for some swim practice."

"Great, thanks," said Owen as they moved toward to the doors indicated the locker room.

"I'm not sure what Evan has told you about the Club, but one side is a formal restaurant and bar that is open to any member, men or women. The other side is the athletic facility, as well as a separate restaurant and bar that is open to the pool. It's men only, so the attire is very, shall we say "casual".

"I think he mentioned it briefly when we talked about the history of the Sharks," said Owen.

"Good, I hope you don't mind, but I prefer the side where we can relax a bit," said Jon. They approached a locker that had "Mr. Townes" embossed on it. There were blank lockers in close proximity. "You can put your clothes in any of the unmarked lockers. We can take a quick shower and then go out, have a drink, and get to the bottom of this."

Like his son, Owen was impressed with the locker room and also appreciative of the casual nudity of the other men coming to and fro. He thought certainly the eye candy was worth something. He thought about asking about locks, but decided that if it were important, Jonathon would have mentioned it. Both men now naked, they headed toward the showers. Owen was a bit self-conscious, remembering that he no longer had any pubic hair, but noticed that Jonathon didn't either.

"I look forward to seeing you tryout and then compete this year," said Ben to Evan as they walked out of the steam room. They almost ran into two other men heading to the shower area.

"Dad! What are you doing here?" asked Evan, both surprised and little embarrassed to see his father standing naked before him.

"Looking into a membership and to talk business with Mr. Townes," replied his dad.

"Det. Ben Hamilton, this is Owen Jones," said Jonathon making introductions. "Owen, this is the man I told you we would meet and chat with."

"Nice to meet you," said Ben, very aware of the fact that he was shaking hands with the father of the boy whose cum was currently dribbling out of his hole and down his ass cheeks. He couldn't help but smile. "This is Officer Doug Scott."

 

If you like the writing style, I have several other series of stories on Nifty:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/college/becoming-a-spartan/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/awakening-in-jamaica/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/expanding-the-gene-pool/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-new-neighborhood/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-youth/teaching-in-paradise/

 

I hope you get a chance to read them as well.