Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2011 20:00:35 -0400 From: Sam Sheppard Subject: Memories of Sixteen 9 Disclaimer: This story is true and happened just as it's written. Some literary license has been taken. The names have been changed for obvious reasons. If you are under 18 years old or offended by gay sex then please leave this site immediately. Memories of Sixteen 9 It was the last week of August and a slight gloom had settled over all the kids at the pool, including me. The countdown was on. We were at T minus 8 days and counting until the end of our freedom. Summer was over and the pool was closing today. I spent the morning giving the pool its final cleaning and then cleaning all the equipment, storing it in the lock up and making arrangements with the superintendent to have a pump delivered on Monday so we could empty the pool and cover it for its snooze over the winter. It was a fairly warm day, somewhere in the 70's, with mild humidity, so I thought it might be a bit slower today. Not to mention that the Canadian National Exhibition (CNE) had started the previous week, and that always reduced the number of kids at the pool. I opened the pool and took a few laps and then sat down to see who'd show up. Since I'd figured it to be quiet, I'd brought a book with me. I was reading "The Persian Boy" by Mary Renault. Yes, I actually was. I've always been a history nut and this was the second in her trilogy about Alexander the Great. I still have the books in a box in the basement. The fact that it was a true story, about the homosexual love between Bagoas, Alexander's Persian eunuch and Alexander, sparked my interest even more, but I was able to explain it off as my reading a historical novel. So I was sitting there reading and didn't, at first, notice that Freddy, Bill and Bob had wandered in. Freddy came over, sat down beside me and said Hi. I looked up, stuffed the book quickly into my bag and said Hi back. Bill and Bob had jumped in the water and were chasing and splashing each other. "What're ya reading?" asked Freddy. "Oh, just a book about Alexander the Great," I explained, blushing a little at being caught with this particular book. "Is that the new Mary Renault one?" he persisted to which I hesitantly replied "Yeah, it is. How do you know about it?" Freddy surprised me by telling me that he'd read the first one of the series and was looking forward to getting the next one. He asked me what it was about, and I tried to explain without emphasizing the gay aspects of the book (not an easy task). He said it sounded interesting and with that he stood up and jumped into the pool to join the other guys. A valuable lesson learned here. If you don't want to answer questions, don't put yourself in a position where you or your actions create them. So away went the book for the rest of the day. Since no one else was coming down to the pool, and since it was the last day, I figured I'd bend the rules a little and jump in and fool around with the guys. We started playing tag, which eventually became a game of Marco Polo. It wasn't long before someone called someone else a cheater and we were all splashing each other and grabbing and throwing each other under the water. Since there were four of us we decided to play Chicken. That's where one guy sits on another's shoulders and tries to knock the other pair into the water, well, you know what I mean. I got teamed up with Bob, and Freddy and Bill were the other team. Bob climbed onto my shoulders and Freddy got on Bill's and we started the game. We were chasing each other around the pool with the guys on top grabbing each other's arms and legs and anything else they could get hold of. Bill and I had to keep a good hold of our partner's legs. Occasionally, I'd reach up and clasp my hands behind Bob's back. Of course, the top guy never stays in one position and always has to shift around to get centred. I couldn't help but notice that when Bob shifted, I'd feel a slight lump against the back of my neck. I thought "Hmm..That feels cool", but didn't pay much attention to it, until I noticed he was shifting fairly often and that little lump wasn't so little anymore. We played the game for a while, both teams getting dunked repeatedly, until we got tired and so we all climbed out of the pool and the guys pulled out their beach towels and set them up on the concrete beside my chair. I watched Bob as he went to lie down and noticed that he was lying on his stomach. "Interesting," I thought. "Wonder if he'd be interested in a little action?" My next thought was that if we did get together and his brother ever found out, well, it wouldn't be pretty, so I filed the thought away as a mistake. We all started shooting the breeze and Bill suddenly asked how my date with Sandy had gone. It's my policy not to kiss and tell, for very good reasons, so I said it had gone well and that we were getting together again tomorrow night. He pushed me for some details and I just said we'd gotten along great and hadn't come straight home after the movie, if that's what he wanted to know, to which he raised his eyebrows and smiled. Just then, Stevie showed up, but not dressed for the pool. "Hey, how's it goin'?" I asked him. "It's cool," he replied. "Hey, I wanted to invite you guys to my birthday party on Wednesday." Everyone sat up and started talking at once, asking him where and when and a bunch of other questions. "It's on Wednesday. We're gonna have a family thing at 6 and then everyone's invited to my place at around 7. We're gonna have pizza and some music. I invited some chicks from school as well," he replied. We all agreed to be there. It at least made the week more bearable. After Stevie left, we all started talking about what was going to happen next year in school. Bill, Shawn, Stevie, Mike and I would be in high school and Lane, Bob and Freddy would be in junior high. Bill was going to be playing football again and was hoping to make the senior team this year. We were both going to be swimming for the school and Stevie would be trying out for the swim team as well. Shawn was going to do Shawn stuff. We talked about what the chances were of making city finals in some of the sports and who we thought might make the teams and then we started talking about the only other thing boys talk about when they're together, girls. Bill and I started discussing the relative merits of some of the girls in our class and in some of the upper years. We seemed to be in agreement that we had some ace chicks in our year and Bill got onto the topic of who he thought might put out and what they might be willing to do. Mistake! We're all sitting there in our Speedos and Bill's spouting off about blow jobs and fucking and feeling girls' tits, so needless to say, things got a little uncomfortable. So we all jumped into the pool to cool off. As we were splashing, I felt someone swim behind me and a hand grab my ass for a second. I looked around and there was Bob, behind me. "Must have been a mistake," I thought and went back to horsing around. We all decided that, since no one else was in the pool, we'd play red rover. The only difference was that in order to get through the line you had to go under the water. We started playing the game with me, since I was the oldest, as "it". I called everyone over and, as they started to swim past me, I grabbed hold of Mike and held him, adding him to my line. We both called everyone over and Mike went after Bill and I went after Bob. Bill was able to get past Mike, but I grabbed Bob and was holding him around the waist when he suddenly grabbed my crotch and gave my cock a squeeze. I was so shocked I released my hold and he swam away to the end of the pool with the other guys. This time when Mike and I called them over, I wanted to make sure I got hold of Bob again, so as he tried to swim past, I jumped on top of him, grabbed the back of his suit and held on. I then slid my arms around his waist and held him. Again, his hand slid down under the water and grabbed a handful of my package, only this time I didn't let him go. He continued to rub my cock until everyone had gotten to the far end of the pool. Now I was completely confused and very hard. I'd thought this kid was as straight as his brother and couldn't figure out what he was up to. Mike had missed Bill again, so now it was Mike, Bob and me against Bill and Freddy. We played until everyone had been captured and then climbed out to catch some sun again. After a while Bill got up, said he was heading in and motioned for Bob to follow him. Bob said he was going to hang out here for a while, so Bill went upstairs. Fairly shortly after that, Freddy called it a day and went inside, leaving Mike, Bob and me at the pool. We sat in the sun and I watched as Bob turned over onto his back and started sunning his front. I'd swear that whenever Mike wasn't looking Bob would adjust his cock in his suit. I was hoping Mike would leave soon so I could figure out what was up with Bob, but no such luck. I was trying to think of ways of getting Mike to scram, but nothing sounded feasible. Talk about frustration. Within a few minutes, Bob had to go inside and I could have killed Mike, but I just sat there trying to appear calm and cool. Oh well, the best laid plans, as they say. It was now late afternoon and no one else had come down or was likely to come to the pool so I thought I'd close up early. As I started to grab all the equipment, Mike said he had to go and off he went. I threw some of the equipment in the shed, intending to put it all away properly later. When I stepped out of the shed, I was surprised to see Stevie standing there. "Hey man," I said, "What's up?" He replied, "I just came down to see if you wanted any help packing up." "Sure," I said. "Hey thanks for the invite to your party. Fifteen, eh. Gettin' to be a big kid, aren't ya?" I joked. "If anyone'd know, you would," he replied with a smirk. "Yeah, I would," I chuckled "And I can't wait to see how much bigger after your birthday." "Why wait?" he asked. "Sounds good to me, but I want to save a surprise for you until after your party. It'll be kind of like a surprise present, K?" "Cool," he replied. "You been to the "Ex" (the CNE) yet?" I asked him. "No, I was hoping to go on Friday," he said. "Tell you what. Ask your folks if you can go with me. We can go on Friday morning and hang there for the day. The Air Show's on, we can grab some munchies and come home later in the evening. It'll just be you and me, just like brothers. Sound OK with you?" "That sounds really cool, thanks," he said. He ran upstairs and was back in ten minutes. "They said for me to make sure it wasn't a problem for you, but that if you were OK with it, it was fine with them. It'd save them having to go." "Looks like we're on, then," I said. "I'll come get you at around 9 and we can grab the bus down." "Nine? You mean nine a.m.?" Stevie asked with a shocked expression. "Yeah, it takes an hour to get there and the more time we have, the better, right?" I asked. Stevie agreed reluctantly. Then he brightened up and suggested he ask his parents if he could stay over at my place the night before so we could get an early start. I agreed, knowing my folks wouldn't mind (they liked Stevie, and I think they recognized the kind of big brother / little brother relationship we had developed), so Stevie ran back up and checked with his parents and came down grinning from ear to ear. "Looks like they said Yes," I said, "Well, that's an extra birthday present I guess." I grabbed the vacuum and hose and began vacuuming the pool for the final time for this season. Stevie kept me company the whole time and chattered away about a bunch of different things. He was just so damn cute and the more time we spent together, the more I came to enjoy having him around. I finally finished looking after the pool and after I locked the gate, Stevie and I went into the shed to put all the equipment away. Once that was done, he grabbed me and wrapped his arms around my waist, almost squeezing the breath out of me. "Wow, what's that for?" I managed to ask. "I just love being here with you," he replied, to which I responded, "Yeah me too." I returned his hug and kissed the top of his head. He tilted his head back and looked at me and I leaned over and kissed his perfect lips. Stevie responded by opening his mouth and our tongues intertwined and danced with each other for a long time. When we finally broke the kiss, we were both panting and I could feel Stevie's hard penis pressing against my thigh. I could also feel my dick being squeezed by my swim suit and pressing against Stevie's hip. I reached down and placed my hand on his stiff little cock and began massaging it through his shorts and was rewarded by feeling it twitch as I gently stroked it. Not wanting to waste another second, I dropped onto my knees and undid the button and zipper of his shorts and pulled them down to his knees where they dropped to his feet. He was wearing tighty-whiteys and they were very definitely tented. His stiff penis was outlined against the fabric and I could see the outline of the mushroom shaped head poking against the fly. I couldn't take it any longer and I yanked his underwear out and down, watching as his penis bounce up and down when it was released. I took hold of it and gently stroked it, watching Stevie's face as I did. He leaned his head back against the wall, his eyes closed and he had a smile on his face. I tickled the underside of the head of his penis with my thumb, causing his cock to twitch again. I ran my thumb on the underside from where I gripped his shaft up to the head and was rewarded with a drop of fluid pooling at the slit, which I immediately licked off, causing Stevie to gasp and then groan. I leaned in and licked my way from the tip of his sweet penis to the base and then nuzzled and licked around and into his pubes. I felt the curly little hairs tickle my nose and I put my mouth against his pubic mound and rubbed it against his hairs. I licked down to his scrotum and noticed that there was a little more hair there than when I had last been here. I licked each tender testicle and took each one into my mouth in turn and then, letting his balls rest on the bridge of my nose, licked his perineum, causing his legs to shake. I kept this up for a short while, teasing him. But my lust and desire got the better of me. I moved up and completely engulfed that wonderful fourteen, almost fifteen, year old penis with my mouth and started bobbing my head and sucking for all I was worth. "Ohhhh, mannn. Ohh woowww, Oh shit that's so fucking amazing," moaned my younger friend as I worked his rod with my lips and tongue. He began thrusting his hips forward and back, and I began increasing the suction I was applying to his throbbing cock. I grabbed hold of both of his firm, tight ass cheeks and kneaded them as I used them to pull him back and forth, driving him deeper into my mouth. "Awwww ffuccckkk, Sam, I can't stand it. I'm gonna cum." He was writhing and moaning and thrusting and when I looked up I could see his adorable face scrunched up like he was in pain. His penis began throbbing and the head felt like it was getting bigger while the shaft felt like it was getting even harder. With a loud moan, Stevie grabbed my head and pushed his cock as deep as it could go. "Ungh, Ungh, Ungh, Ungh, Ungh, Unnnggghhhoooohhhffffffuuuuuccccckkkk," he practically shrieked as he shot his sweet teenage semen into my mouth. He shot so hard, I could feel his cum hit the back of my throat and I had to swallow and swallow to avoid having it run out. His legs were trembling, his stomach was contracting, his hips were thrusting and his head was thrown back while he spent himself in my waiting mouth. As he slowed down, I held him in my mouth until his penis began to soften and I let it gradually fall from my lips. "Oh my god," Stevie purred, "I can't stand up. That was...amazing." "Yeah, it sure was. I can't believe how hard you came," I said as I licked my lips and swallowed the last remnants of his young sperm. Stevie grabbed me around the waist again, laid his head on my chest and gave me another hug. Since he was completely naked and pressing up against my body and I was already as hard as I could get, I felt like my cock going to explode if I didn't get some relief. I reached down between us and undid the string on my Speedos and dropped them. I grabbed Stevie's hand and directed it to my cock. As soon as he'd wrapped his hot hand around it I could feel myself getting close to cumming. Stevie dropped to his knees and was about to put it in his mouth when I stopped him and told him I was too close and for him to just jack me off. He began gently working my cock with his hand and after about five strokes I could feel the cum boiling up from my balls. "Oh yeah, Stevie. Keep doing that. I'm almost there. Gonna cum." He kept up his motion and then, just as I was about to cum, slid his lips over the head of my painfully sensitive head. "OH FUCK!" I yelled and then, grunting and thrusting, blew my entire load into his willing, warm mouth as he continued to stroke my aching dick. Once I'd come down from my orgasm and stopped shooting, I pulled Stevie to his feet and slammed my lips against his, thrusting my tongue into his cum covered mouth. We kissed passionately for a long time. I just couldn't get enough of this boy. Finally we broke the kiss and, breathless, sat down in the shed to recover our senses. "Wow, Sam. I can't believe how I feel," breathed Stevie. "Yeah, I understand. You take my breath away, buddy. I can't believe how you make me feel." "Sam, I really wanna be with you as much as I can," he began. "Stevie, I know exactly how you feel. I'm really looking forward to having you stay at my place and then spending the day together." "Sam... When we get to school, can I hang out with you?" Stevie asked me with some concern in his voice. "Oh, buddy. Not only do I want you to hang out with me, I want you to think of me like your big brother. I wanna know if you're having problems, if anyone's bugging you, if you're having a good day or a lousy one. I want to see you every day. We can go to school together and come home together if we don't have practice. Yeah, you can hang out with me as long as you want to. OK?" With that Stevie grabbed me and gave me another big kiss. I pushed him away and said, "OK. We need to get dressed and this stuff packed up and then get home." We pulled on our clothes, packed away all the equipment, shut down the pool filter, kissed and groped each other some more and left the shed. I locked the shed door, we went out and I locked the gate. And so ended my summer as a lifeguard, a summer I'll never forget. Fortunately, there was still more to come.