Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2016 12:56:00 -0700 From: Buddy Hunter Subject: Sex at the Swimming Hole Part 9 (Note: This is a story of sexual encounters among teenage boys - all characters are minors. It is strictly fiction and fantasy. It involves sexual practices that are considered unsafe and is not an endorsement of these practices. Please comply with the laws where you live concerning such literature, and read it only if you can do so legally. If you are offended by this sort of material, please find other things that will not offend you. If you like this kind of material, please donate to Nifty to ensure that this free resource can continue.) During the last part of the summer, I spent a lot of time with Jared. I had made it a practice to arrive early at the pool to swim laps before starting my lifeguard duties. At my suggestion, Jared joined me for that activity. We also started running together in the evening. With his constant good humor and quick smile, not to mention his blond good looks and hard tanned body, I was getting more and more attached to the little guy. To say Jared was a little guy wasn't really fair. Three years younger, he was just as tall as I was and still growing. His 130 pounds were all hard muscle that only needed some more development. We were working on that too. My parents had always been very supportive of my athletic efforts. In the storage area above the detached garage and shop, one corner had been set up for weight lifting when I started high school. Jared began to join me two or three times a week for workouts, and it didn't take long before the results became visible. The rest of the storage area was filled with stuff that hadn't been used in years. When I proposed mentoring Jared and taking over the rest of the room for a wrestling training area, my parents agreed. They were pleased that I had a new friend, and that I wanted to help him out. All I had to do was haul the crap to the dump or the donation center as appropriate. So the next Saturday, Jared and I used Dad's pickup to haul away junk. Then we stopped by the sporting goods store where I spent some of my lifeguard money on a used wrestling practice mat. When we were finished for the day, we had a first-class wrestling training area. Jared had been on his eighth grade wrestling team and had done quite well, so he wasn't without experience and knowledge. But high school was going to be a new world. We started an exercise and practice program similar to what he would find when team training started at school. My goal was to have him well ahead of his competition by then. Jared's parents and mine saw our friendship as a benefit to both of us, so we had standing approval from all of them for Jared to stay overnight whenever he wanted to. Since we often worked out late and swam early, that became a regular event. I had become as hooked on Jared as he was on me. I lay awake at night looking at his sleeping face considering how lucky I was have a fuck buddy like that. Besides being such a nice guy, he had to be the hottest kid on earth. I would gently run my fingers through his blond hair to make sure he was real and I wasn't dreaming. Waking up in the morning with him cuddled up behind me and his arms around me brought tears to my eyes. Of course the python got some exercise along the way, but that was no longer the focus of our relationship. I had become much more interested in Jared's development and well-being than my own. That included his bad-boy development too, which was why we always ran shirtless and swam in Speedos that left nothing to the imagination. I had learned that it pays to advertise. "I just got an interesting text message," Jared advised me one evening as we were finishing our run. "It's from Tyler, a guy in my class. Do you know him?" "No, I don't think so," I replied. "He saw us run by his house and wants me to stop by when we're finished," he replied. "I wonder what he has in mind." "Why don't you go find out?" I suggested. "Maybe I should put on more clothes first," he said. "No, don't bother," I suggested with a smirk. "I think he won't care if you're shirtless. And when you decide to stay for the night, I'll cover for you." "I don't know why I would do that, but okay, thanks," Jared replied. I hadn't seen Buddy for several days. With Jared gone visiting, I stopped by the swimming hole on a hunch. "Glad to find you at home," I observed sarcastically. "Been getting any lately?" "No, the well has gone dry," he said sadly. "What brings you down here?" "I stopped by to say hello," I replied. "I haven't seen you recently. I've been busy getting Jared started right with high school wrestling." "As long as you get him started right with high school fucking too, that sounds good to me," he replied. "With your help and mine, he has a good start on that already," I responded with a grin. "But that's also the unofficial part of my mentoring program, and if my guess is correct he's starting his independent study program in high school fucking at this very moment." "If that's the case, why don't you stay here for a while so I can get reacquainted with the python," Buddy suggested. "Sounds like a plan," I replied with a grin. I pulled off my shoes and running shorts. The python had been listening, and was ready for action. I didn't see Jared until the next morning when he arrived at the pool to swim laps. He seemed to be very pleased with himself. "Why did you think I would want to spend the night at Tyler's?" he inquired. "Instinct," I replied with a smirk. "So, why did you spend the night at Tyler's?" "He said he wanted someone to stay with him because his parents were out of town and he was lonely," he said. "He thought of me because he saw me run by his house." "So you were a nice friend and stayed with him, right?" I inquired. "Yes, I did," he replied. "But that wasn't all..." "Let me guess," I responded. "He made breakfast for you in the morning?" "Yeah, that's true," he said, "But that still wasn't all..." "He invited you to come back tonight to keep him company again?" I suggested. "Yeah, that's true too," he replied. "But that still..." Jared looked at the twinkle in my eyes and knew I was teasing him. "You bastard!" he said with a grin. "You knew what was gonna happen when I told you about the text message. How did you know?" "I got a text message the other night too," I replied grinning back. "You know Ryan the nerd with the black-framed glasses? I screwed him at the swimming hole not too long ago, and he said he had some friends who wanted it too. Only one has checked in so far, but I spent a night fucking him repeatedly. It was hard to concentrate on being a lifeguard the next day. So, tell me about it." "Well, the first thing we did was take a shower together," Jared began. "Then he wanted to soap me up and wash me. He applied a lot of soap to my cock, and so it got hard, of course. Then he made a point of putting some condoms and lube on the night stand." "When we got in bed, he played with my boner again, and I fingered his hole," he continued. "He liked that, so I climbed on top of him. He wanted me to use a condom. I pretended to put one on and then shoved my bare boner inside and tossed the condom in the trash with the wrapper. The second time, he saw that I was fucking him bareback, but by then he was so hooked on what I was doing to him that he didn't care how much cum I left inside." "Other than my brother, Tyler is the only guy I've fucked so far," he finished. "He said it was his first time. He was so tight inside it was hard not to cum right away. I dumped four or five loads inside before the night was over - I lost track after a while. He was a great fuck. I haven't had that much fun since we had our group activity at the swimming hole." "So, are you too tired to swim laps this morning?" I inquired. "No, but I am gonna take a nap later," he replied. "I gotta build up my sperm count again. And yes, I'm gonna go back tonight, but not until we run and do our workout." "Nope," I said with a grin. "You've been working hard and should have a day off. Rest up today and have fun tonight. You deserve it." "Does it bother you at all that I'm fucking other guys?" Jared inquired. "Let me ask you the same question," I replied. "No, it doesn't," he responded. "You can screw every guy at school, so long as I'm still your fuck buddy. We both just started, and I think we should fuck our brains out." I laughed out loud at that one. "I agree," I said. "So go have a good time and tell me about it in the morning." "Thanks, I will," he responded with a grin. I would have preferred to sleep with Jared myself, but I wanted him to expand the sexual part of his life too. When wrestling season began, he needed to be confident about wrestling, fucking and life in general. I knew we would have some good times together.