Date: Tue, 19 May 2015 18:35:25 -0500
From: Scott <ftl_s1214@hotmail.com>
Subject: Summer Job

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MY FIRST SUMMER JOB

 -Chapter One-


At 16 I landed my first summer job, a dream job for a boy lover like myself
- the position of lifeguard at my subdivision's community swimming pool. As
part of my responsibilities, I was also expected to work as an assistant
coach to the 12-&-under age group swimmers on our subdivision's swim
team. This is how I got to know an eleven-year-old named Tommy.

Tommy came from a family whose parents had divorced when he was eight. He
lived with his mom one block over from where I lived. He was an only child.

I'm not sure why or how, but Tommy and I bonded almost immediately, and by
the end of the competitive swim season, which ended in early August, we had
become so close that his mom employed me to watch him when she had to go
out of town on a business trip.

Tommy was the first boy I ever seduced. A willing seduction on his part. I
still remember with photographic detail the afternoon I took his
innocence. In his bedroom. On his bed. Both us dressed only in our
speedos. Tommy in his grass green swim team racer and me in my lifeguard's
red speedo.

Tommy's legs were splayed out on the bed as my fingers webbed over the warm
stretchy spandex covering his crotch, feeling his soft boy noodle rapidly
rise and stiffen into an erection. I'll never forget his expression, a look
of wanting to please as much as he wanted to be pleased himself. An
expression of trusting willingness on his innocent face. He looked so
sweetly vulnerable as he lay on the bed, his arms wrapped around the pillow
placed beneath his tawny blonde head.  His slender, sinewy torso stretching
and his small ass squirming on the bed as I sat perched on the side, gently
caressing his freshly pubescent boy package. At nearly 12, Tommy was just
starting to ripen. Feeling and seeing the arched bulge of his cocklette in
his skimpy swim racer made my mouth water and my boner ache for him.

I was quickly pulling out the white nylon drawstrings of his speedo,
unknotting them, and telling Tommy to arch his slender hips as I quickly
descended and discarded his immodestly small garment onto the bedroom
floor.

His boyhood was a thing of sheer beauty. A pale slender stalk that arched
up away from the milky chevron of his boyish loins and was capped with a
bubblegum pink, helmet-shaped head that looked glass smooth and drum
tight. From blunted tip to hairless root, his erection appeared to be just
shy of four inches; a very respectable length for a boy who had still to
see his twelth birthday. Held closely to the base of his powdery smooth
groin was a plump, snug scrotum that showcased two balls large enough to be
potential baby makers. The sight of them made me ponder whether his first
orgasm would be wet or dry.

Tommy remained silent as I took in the horny sight of his now fully exposed
arousal. "You've got a beautiful dick, Tommy," I said, looking into his
cute face and noticing the sprinkling of freckles over the bridge of his
nose appeared more evident with his skin blushing. Tommy smiled sweetly,
outwardly pleased by my accessment.

With his speedo removed, I delicately encircled his dicklette with my thumb
and two fingers. Tommy gasped softly and I felt his feverishly warm boner
flex slightly. I glanced up into his face to find his eyes now turned down,
staring intently at his dick within my feathery light grip. A look of
uncertainty was written on his face, a look that reminded me this was
unexplored territory for my little friend, a look that made my heart beat
rapidly.

My eyes travelled down his subtly toned torso, watching his flat dimpled,
swimmer boy tummy slowly expand and deflate with his breaths. God, he was
beautiful. His skin held such a healthy coppery glow to it. His nipples,
the very small dot-sized variety, lay flush against his narrow chest and
still beheld that pastel quality of prepubescence. His belly button was an
innie, but shallow with a squiggled knot of flesh centered within it that
almost made it appear like an outie. I wanted to kiss those nipples and
tongue that little belly button. But, most of all, I wanted to engulf his
virgin boy cock within my mouth. All in good time, I told myself. Not too
fast, he's only eleven. Only eleven. Eleven *is* heaven.

I slowly began to stroke Tommy, allowing just the surface of my passing
fingers to touch his penis, feeling his excitement quivering between his
bloated pink acorn and hairless root. Tommy cooed with needful pleasure
from the stimulation. He lay passively against the bed, his body making
subtle twitches of tension. His loins slightly arching up and relaxing back
down at times. His thighs began to spread slowly, more and more, as I
stroked his sweet pink section of boy meat.

My little Tommy. My sweet swimmer boy. Giving up his innocence. I already
knew from previous questioning that Tommy had never masturbated. I knew I
was going to be the one responsible for his first orgasm and I was loving
every second of it.

At 16, it hadn't been that long ago since I'd had my first orgasm. I knew
how overwhelmingly powerful such an experience was. By watching Tommy
experiencing his first it was like I was reliving the experience all over
again, but from a fly-on-the-wall perspective. I glanced down at my crotch
and saw a damp spot formed on the red fabric of my speedo covering the
bulging tip of my penis near the waistband. I was oozing precum like a
sieve.

I glanced into Tommy's face and saw his head was now resting against the
pillow with his eyes half-lidded and his lips slightly parted. A soft
misting of perspiration was beginning to form on his forehead, dampening
the ends of the dirty blonde hair laying softly across it. Tommy's eyes
closed and his head softly rolled from side to side and I heard him make a
soft whimper. The first audible sign that the pleasure in his body was
beginning to slowly but surely rise.

"That's it, Tommy; let those feelings come," I encouraged him, sounding a
bit like I was coaching him at the pool.

"Chriiiiisss..." I felt my cock flinch strongly at hearing Tommy moaning my
name. That moan carrying all the vulnerable uncertainty and tenderness of
an eleven-year-old boy experiencing his first real sexual pleasure.

Tommy's tummy was now rising and falling faster as the tempo of his
breathing began to increase. "It itches funny. Rub it, Chris!" Tommy
whined.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll rub it; don't you worry." I reassured him,
unable to keep my voice from shaking with the lust I was feeling as I said
it. I increased the pressure of my gliding fingers from a feathery light
touch to an actual grip and began to rapidly piston Tommy's rubbery firm,
velvetty skinned boy spike. Tommy's resulting whimper told me I was giving
him what he wanted. More than wanted -- what he needed.

Tommy's smooth hairless legs made a soft hissing sound against the soft
blue bedsheet beneath them as his knees spread as wide as they could,
hovering a bit off the bed and his heels drew in, nearly touching. I looked
into his face again and saw a subtle appearance of strain in his face. I
pressed my hard cock into the palm of my unoccupied hand, pressing myself
into it, so horny that I was unable to resist pleasuring myself as I
pleasured Tommy.

"Yeah, Tommy, gonna make you cum today." I found myself purring softly to
myself as I watched the cute, golden skinned eleven-year-old splayed in
front of me starting to experience what was obviously the beginning stage
of his build-up to climax. I watched as Tommy's legs suddenly scissored
inwards and then back out, the motion seeming to come from him in an
involuntary way.

I gripped my left hand round his thigh nearest to me, softly stroking his
baby smooth hairless skin there and feeling the muscles ripple with a
quiver of tension. Moving my hand up to where his thigh joined his loins, I
swathed the silky skinned purse containing his balls with the edge of my
thumb, noting how his balls were starting to rise and seperate. I knew he
was very close now, even if he himself had no means of knowing it too.

Tommy's body squirmed on the bed, the flat sheath of muscles covering his
swimmer boy abs stretching and cording as his lower back began to arch
slightly off the bed. "Let it, happen, buddy," I said, hearing Tommy make a
whimper edged with fearful concern.

With sudden arrival, Tommy's loins began to flutter spastically. An action
that in the future would be replaced by thrusts, but at this tender moment
of innocence was much less forceful.

Tommy's head curled up from his pillow, his eyes opening wide as saucers,
and he shouted, "SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!" A look of sheer panic appeared on
his face as his eyes glued to the sight of his cocklette, the bloated tip
now showing a glaze of dick sweat and appearing nearly as red as the lips
on his face, making rapid pistons in and out of my gripping fingers. With a
final upward pivot from his groin, Tommy's loins locked in place and I
lightened my grip so that I could appreciate what I knew was about to
happen. Tommy's proud and pink four incher began to pulse and flex in
strong contractions within my fingers. His scrotum now showing his two
round nuts tugged up tightly at the base of his groin, half buried inside
his body. Tommy's eyes scrunched close and his head violently kicked back
as he made gutteral groans of pleasure. His tummy muscles clenched tight,
showing abdominal definition that was normally absent. UNGH! UNGH!
UUUUUUUUUUNGH! He grunted in tones that resembled a boy being sucker
punched by a school bully on a playground. The painful pleasure of a boy
releasing his first excruciatingly tight sexual tension. Tommy's four
incher kicking like the hind legs of a mule within my tender grip. My sweet
little Tommy giving me his first dry orgasm.

-- To Be Continued --