Date: Fri, 3 Jun 2011 11:46:03 -0600
From: rob loveboy <loveboyrob2@gmail.com>
Subject: Jack&Jill-Went-Downhill-8

Jill was insistent that I take along the remaining Ecstasy tablets before we
left home. I questioned him on it thinking that they would be better
reserved for rave concerts. He advised me that the Viagra was for the raves
but the Ecstasy was for recreational purposes and he could get more at any
time.

On the walk to the Aquatic Centre, he suggested we take one each to perk us
up since we were both rather sluggish due to the several hours of exhausting
sex and lack of sleep. I was feeling its effects in short order, that happy,
love the world type feeling.

It was about 3pm. The aquatic Centre offered day care services for
pre-scholars and after school care for elementary aged kids. The later were
boisterous as they filed into the change room, horsing around with no adult
supervision in view. The staff was all female I learned from Jill, so the
boys were on there own instructed to make a quick change, shower and present
themselves forthwith on the pool deck.

He went on to tell me, for whatever, unsolicited reason, that a good many of
the after school kids weren't enrolled in the actual after school program,
The parent's simply used the facility as un-paid baby sitting service, kids
not yet of an age or entrusted to be latch key kids. The Aquatic Centre
membership was cheaper than after school care fees and the kids, mostly
locals, simply walked home at a designated time. Every Aquatic Centre was
used for the same basic purpose but this one was situated within close
proximity to several Elementary Schools of various religious denominations
and was bustling with kids of all ages.

The boys changed into their swim suits discarding their clothes wherever
they landed. Many bore no modesty issues, but others used the
waist-wrapped-towel approach to changing as I always did, only to have it
yanked off by someone and the naked chase was on.


I noticed Jill standing naked and watching them intently,. The immodest boys
were wrestling with each other, the occasional grope didn't go unnoticed, we
used to call it `tea-bagging,' I remembered.

Jill got into the nude melee and soon had several boys between the ages of 6
and eight ganging up on him. I was impressed with the fact that he so easily
infiltrated their play. He fell to his knees and wrestled, tickled and, yes,
groped several who were soon doing the same to him. He was rapid in sporting
full erection much to the amusement and awe of several giggling kids.

I began to fear that things were going to get out of hand, that Jill would
engage in some sort of heightened sexual contact. A few were sporting
innocent little boners of their own and oblivious of any sense of
self-consciousness, that I witnessed Jill cop an occasional feel of while
tickling their inner thighs or while applying raspberries to belly buttons
or worse yet, groins! I would have bet my bottom dollar that someone's
immature little genitals would wind up in his mouth for the ultimate
raspberry!

Much to my relief, the shenanigans came to a halt when he looked toward me,
hands on my hips and a scornful glare showing my displeasure. He rose,
pulling boys off him, telling them that it was enough horse-play and pulled
on his skimpy new swim suit that couldn't possibly cover his excited state.

His glance focused on me, an angry stare ensued, his face in mine, "Too
young for my taste, Jacky. I like em a little older than that! Relax, just
having a little fun is all. Fucking chill out, dude!"

I looked down at his hard cock extending from the waist band then back up at
his face for emphasis that read, "well explain that then!"


He did the same, realizing how lame his statement sounded and smiled, "Well
... you try having a half a dozen pair of hands playing with YOUR junk and not
pop a boner!" he laughed. regaining his calm composure.

The shower area was an ear piercing echo chamber. Rambunctious young boys
who had been cooped up all day in school were burning off energy as they
took the mandatory shower prior to entering the swimming pool..

The vast pool domain was only slightly less obnoxious in ruckus but densely
inhabited by kids. The facility housed an Olympic size pool, roped off in
swim lanes for serious, athletic patrons. Another pool was equipped with 2
slides, swing ropes and various water toys, a wading pool for toddlers and a
large hot tub.

Jill wasted no time and did a few powerful laps in the Olympic size pool. I
admired his speed and grace. Hardly a ripple surfaced the water as his
strong arms and legs propelled his sleek frame with ease. I made a mental
note to try and encourage him to resume his very apparent skill for
competitive racing. I pictured myself in the bleacher stands cheering him on
at swim meets and him proudly standing at pool edge with gold medals looped
around his neck.

I knew that the Ecstasy had kicked in when I had a mental vision of giving
him congratulatory blowjobs in the showers or locker room in front of anyone
who cared to watch. That thought sent a tingling to my groin, an erection
was building within my skimpy suit!

I came out of my erotic trance, Jill was standing on the deck chatting with
a male Lifeguard of about 16 or 17. I am sure it was not my imagination that
the teen's eyes wandered over Jill's body several times as they laughed
about something. Were they flirting with each other? A pang of jealousy fell
over me like a shroud! As quick as it came to light it fizzled away when
Jill parted company and dove into the pool swimming under water and giving
me a playful grope before surfacing.

"Dude, ya got a hard on! What's with that?" he whispered with a sly grin as
he rubbed my crotch. Just then some of the young boys from the change room
swam over and climbed on him. He got into a playful frolic, tossing them to
and fro, absorbed in the moment and forgetting about me, laughing and
dodging their attempts to climb atop him and dunking their heads. After a
while, they grew bored and swam away.


Jill focused attention on me again, placed his arms around my neck, bent my
head back, noses touching "Still horny, stud?" he whispered as a hand
wandered down, unfastened the draw string and made its way inside my swim
suit. I glanced at the lifeguard who was watching Jill`s public display of
intimacy. My first reaction was embarrassment.

Jill noticed my sideward glance and smiled, "Don't worry about Jordie, he's
cool. Think he likes me, too!" he said nonchalantly, "Wants me to try out
for the downtown YMCA swim team that he belongs to. He's sixteen and already
has his own car, Jacky! Even said that he'd pick me up, ya know, ... for the
try outs! He thinks' I'd be really good for the team."


Yeah right! He thinks' you'd be really good to try out in the back seat of
his fucking car! I wanted to scream out. I was so angry that that lifeguard,
'Jodie, Jordie' or whatever the fuck his name was, stole my thunder. It was
me that wanted to persuade Jill into joining another swim team; my fucking
idea!

A sense of jealous territorial protectionism came over me. I kissed Jill
full on the lips, I had so hoped that he would open his mouth and suck my
tongue inside. One final compelling semblance of his devotion to me. A
validation of proof to surfer-boy lifeguard that Jill was mine, hands off of
him and find yourself your own boyfriend!

Jill was shocked at my forwardness of affection and pulled away from me with
a questioning look, unaware of my covert endeavor to convey a well defined
message to Jordie.

"Fuck Jacky, ... you ...are ...one ...horny ...dude!" he whispered as he looked around
for witnesses and found only one, Jordie! That didn't dissuade him, it only
intrigued him to grope me harder and a hand went down the rear of my suit
causing them to ride well below my hips. A finger began to prod my hole and
I yelped as it made its way sharply inside.

Jill propelled me closer to pool's edge, I grabbed the ladder to keep my
buoyancy. Lifeguard Jordie moved closer and was towering above us with a
distinct hard on that pointed down in a south-westerly position in his black
knee length spandex shorts, the unyielding material outlined undisputable
proof of circumcision.


Jill took position behind me, my cock in his hand, but I knew immediately
his intent was not a hand job alone, I felt his hardness and accepted my
fate -- no, I wanted it! My feet found the lowest rung on the ladder and
hands grasped the rails as I bent, ass jutting out in a perfect position for
him to take me, I kept from screaming out in pain as he tried to gain
gradual unlubricated headway. His mushroom head recessed itself at my ring
of fire as I willed myself to relax my anal muscles that seemed to have a
mind of their own in preventing something foreign from entering an exit
zone. A one way valve that was being forced into reversed manufactures'
specification already tampered with the night before but having no less
relent in pliancy or conformity to it`s anatomical configuration!

Children swam and frolicked nearby. Day care workers scrambled on deck to
resolve minor skirmishes and conduct infractions, everyone incognizant of
the sexual escapade taking place in five feet of water, except for Jordie.

Although I couldn't see Jill's face I was certain that the view of the
teen's shrink-wrapped manhood that left little to the imagination only
served to entice his determination to enter me. Even I admired it's stubby
outline; not long, perhaps 5 inches or so but thick at the base that tapered
somewhat then flared to expose a fleshy bulb. Testicles nestled taut
together that formed a single, small pare shape to the left of his awkwardly
restrained erection.

He must have became self conscious of his publicly visible erotic state and
stooped to pick up a near by Styrofoam flutter board to conceal his arousal,
his face red as a cherry. The live homo porn show was only getting more
raunchy under his front row scrutiny. The flutter board pressed into his
groin was applied for dual purpose; to shield himself and in a furtive
effort to stimulate himself as he gyrated the inconspicuous board around his
groin in a slow circular fashion.

It was at that exact moment when Jill broke through the barrier and I
screamed out a profanity! My eyes widened and locked with Jordie's own
bulging eyes, the shocked expression was priceless at his sudden realization
of what Jill was taking full liberty and advantage of, much more than he
reckoned other than the obvious under water hand job!

Inch by painful inch he slithered into me until he reached his utopia. The
only plausible explanation for success that I thought was going to be
unobtainable under the lube less condition, was his liberal free flowing
pre-cum that had to have lent a thin glaze and just enough to reduce the
constrictive resistance.

He was gentle, assuming a slow considerate momentum in concert to his hand
stroking me. Not rough and forced, the way he seemed to like it, but with
tender, short propulsion that allowed me to adjust to his girth as he
maintained self control and a keen sense of our surroundings so as not to
draw unwanted attention.

That weird sense of pain and pleasure resurfaced, but even more weird was my
fantasy illusion of Jordie stripping off his shorts and sitting between the
hand rails to be treated to a very satisfying blowjob by a very eager boy. A
very eager slut willing to be used in tandem by two boys, one of which whose
very existence was despised only moments before but had suddenly took an
emotional u-turn in a strange Ecstasy induced perverse approach.

Perhaps that very thought had crossed his mind noticing my focal interest at
his crotch, teasing me by lifting the flutter board for an occasional peak
along with a mischievous knowing smile. He had adjusted his erection at some
point, it stood pointing to twelve o'clock, the head then appeared in an
indented V shape. and over all, more of a palatable view! Until that moment
I hadn't thought of that kind of sex with anyone else other than Jillian,

Everything came to a disappointing halt in short order when three little
clamoring kids from earlier began to attack Jill and vie for strong hold on
his back, arms secured around his neck. No doubt they had the impression
that Jill and I were horsing around and wanted to take part in the innocent
fun!


Jill saw that as an opportune diversion in order to fuck me long and hard.
His arms wrapped around my waist holding me in place as he rammed into me
several times in a frenzy until he misjudged his length and inadvertently
pulled the plug!. I could feel the cool water flow into my ass where his
cock left a wide void.


Believe it or not, I rather enjoyed the eroticism of him fucking me while
our voyeur looked on and the kids roughhoused upon him non the wiser, but in
the foray he couldn't gain re-entry and gave up to do combat with the kids,
one of which made a very loud announcement at the discovery of Jill's
exposed erection and my bare ass! At that precise moment Jordie made a hasty
retreat. I submerged to pull up my suit, but Jill made no attempt to cover
up, his waist band still supported his balls as the giggling boys explored
at will.

After a few minutes of wrestling Jill swam up to me with a huge grin. "Jacky
you were something else, man! I enjoyed that fuck like you wouldn't believe,
never done it in a pool before, and that Jordie guy! Fuck, was he into it or
what? Told ya he'd be game for it. Maybe we should invite him home. I'll ask
him later, but fuck, I'm horny as hell right now! How bout I find a couple
of willing boys? Ya know, take them into the men's steam room, fool around
for a while then get them to give us a blowjob ..."

All that said in a rapid, non stop unstructured statement and in one breath
without even a brief pause to allow me to absorb the content. However, once
he implied the molestation I interjected that I was not wishing to find a
couple of boys to fool around with even though I was just as horny as he
was.

"Just kidding ya fucking prude!" he retorted. I knew full well that he was
in fact serious and not just kidding. "But I could easily arrange it, trust
me! Boys up to the age of about nine are very gullible, curious by nature of
the male anatomy and eager to explore it. They like to get involved in
anything naughty, they thrive on it! Ya seen it for yourself in the locker
room and just now in the pool. All those kids wanted to feel me up and vying
for position to do so! Any one of those curious boys would suck me off
without a great deal of convincing, Jacky!"

I couldn't argue, I did see it for myself, but I also remembered being
curious about older boys and men, however from a distance. Inquisitive but
conservative boy hood glances, but never did I have an urge to explore any
further than that. Had it been offered to be on a silver platter I would
have ran the other way in fear!

"I'm not saying every kid would be willing to fool around, notice that not
all the kids were into it, many of them ignored everything. They probably
have older brothers or a father and used to seeing them in the nude, so it's
no big deal to them. You have to know what to look for, certain traits that
show their vulnerability, it's hard to explain, -- like a sixth sense after
a while that ya just know, especially boys a little older, like ten, to
twelve. They're a little more reserved and modest. They know more about sex
than the younger ones but they're just as curious deep down and a bit more
of a challenge, ya have to be a little more convincing to seduce them into
it!." he confided for reasons unknown staring down into the water, but not
in shame. It was as if he wanted to tell me something else. Not how he knew
so much about how to seduce little boys, although I was very curious as to
where he gained that knowledge and insight, but why he was so turned on by
them?

...to be continued.......