Date: Sat, 24 Jan 2004 22:10:07 -0600 From: Anonymous nifty Subject: Pool Hopping-2 This story is pure fiction and does not portray actual events. Though these characters are real, they in know way know of this story or any of the events described to you. You should not read this story if: You're against homosexual acts You of illegal age in your area (usually 18) This story does not show safe sex. Always wear a condom! Please do not copy or reproduce this story. It is copyrighted to me and please contact me if you would like to use this otherwise. I will accept all feedback in the form of praise or suggestion; hate mail and others will be rejected. Enjoy this story! Pool Hopping Copyright by Justin. All rights reserved. It was midway through summer vacation and my parents were out of town in Mexico for a whole week while my sister was in California with her boyfriend. So I took advantage of the situation -- stay up till four in the morning, have a couple of parties, maybe look for the liquor stash hidden somewhere in my house. The real story began the third night I was alone, after my experience with Austin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was one in the morning and I could not sleep. After my little rendezvous with Austin last night, I was hoping he would back again. I drifted into a restless sleep, and awoke to my cell phone ringing around two-thirty a.m. I didn't recognize the number, but I answered anyway. "Yeah? What up?" Usual way I answered my cell. "I know about what happened last night. Austin told me," the voice said. "So where do I sign up?" "Why not just come over and we'll get you registered," I said with a grin on my face. "Good thing I'm outside your house. Be there in a few." Wow! Another chance to do this again! This is only too amazing! I heard my back door open and inside stepped John, one of Austin's friend. It didn't take long to click -- Austin had told him. I guess Austin told him EVERYTHING because he motioned to me with one finger and he headed upstairs. I followed and found him in my room -- on my bed in his boxers. "Haha!" he laughed. "I made you come with one finger." Stupid, but true. "Let's see how many fingers it really takes you to make me cum," I said. I stripped off my clothes in probably half a second and jumped on top of him, planting a big kiss on his full set of lips. The kid was gorgeous! Short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a body to match it all! I mean, damn! His muscles were huge! I just wanted to snuggle up to his smooth chest and lay my hand across his big nipples. And that I did. But it didn't last for more than a few minutes. He took off his boxers! Six-and-a-half inches, cut, with a big blonde bush and balls tucked up tight. I began to pull on his balls ad then started to suck on them. The little hairs ticked, but the taste was amazing -- a little salty, but sweet nonetheless. We sucked each other off for a while; this being my second blow job. His cock seemed to stiffen even more as I swirled my tongue around the head. He was doing an amazing job too -- I was in ecstasy. I toyed with his ass crack for a while before sticking a finger in his hole. He moaned loudly, not believing I did that. He pulled off my cock saying no one has ever done that to him before. I asked him if he wanted me to fuck him -- he said yeah. I grabbed my lube and began to pour it on my cock, rubbing it in with such intensity. I plunged my cock into him -- he screamed in pain and pleasure. I joined him in the pleasure! I rode his ass for what seemed like forever until he sighed with pleasure, obviously letting me know that I had filled his body cavity with my cum. We switched places and he rode my ass for a while, filling me up with his cum. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We lay together on the couch for a while and I sent him on his way. His last words to me were: "I'll be sure to recommend you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Questions or comments? Another installment maybe? E-Mail me at anonymous_nifty@yahoo.com. Flames will be ignored.