Date: Thu, 01 Apr 1999 14:56:34 PST
From: Jim Carter <jc_thedad@hotmail.com>
Subject: Swim Kid Part 1 (Adult Youth)

In the story that follows all the sexual parts are pure fiction and should
read as such. It does not mean the author promotes or agrees with sexual
relationships between men and teenage boys.  Please understand that this
story is pure fiction/fantasy, don't try to make it anything else.

If you are not of a legal age where you live to read stories of this nature
or are offended by homosexual behavior, man/teenage boy, teenage
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Swim Kid

by

Jim Carter
jc_theDad@hotmail.com


Chapter 1
The Meeting

I had been out walking, I try to walk at least a couple of miles a day to
keep in some semblance of shape.  A swim club is located just around the
corner from my house.  As I approached the club, I could not help but
notice that a swim meet was in progress.  I must have just started I had
not heard the air horn until just now.

I went inside the gate to watch for a little while.  Several of my
neighbors were at the meet, they had sons or daughters swimming.  I decided
to stay longer than I had planned when I walked up the pool.

One of my neighbors caught my eye, he was one good looking dude.  Him and
his roommate own the house on the North side of my house.  They are both
very good looking.  They have a pool and don't have kids so I can't figure
out what they are doing here.  I am pretty sure they are gay, all I ever
see over there are good looking guys.  I can't remember the last time I saw
a woman over there.  Don't get me wrong, I am not one of those people that
has to stick his nose into everyone else's business, but those guys have
been driving me crazy with there good looks.

Jerry (one of my neighbors) saw me and came over to shake my hand and say
hello.  He mentioned that Robert (his roommate) had a nephew in the meet.
Not that they needed one, but they had a very good reason to be a the meet.
I was wondering if I should be at the meet.  Jerry said I should come over
one of their cookouts and apologized for not inviting me sooner.  I said I
would love to and to just let me know.  We had a very nice conversation,
but he is so good looking I am sure I was drooling.

I have been thinking a lot about what it would be like to make it with a
guy lately.  I have been married twice, the most recent had ended almost a
year ago.  I was not ready to admit that I wanted to make it with a guy, I
just was thinking about it.  I have always thought that the male penis was
a work of art, but recently, my thoughts were about the male body as a
whole.

As the meet proceeded.  One boy kept getting my attention.  Every time I
looked his direction he was looking at me and smiling.  He was a beautiful
boy with dark hair and a very deep tan.  I had no idea how old the boy was,
but the more I looked at him the more I could not keep my eyes off him.

He was taller than most of the boys at the meet.  He had long legs without
much hair at all.  When it was his time to swim, he stood and dropped his
shorts.  My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw that basket in his
Speedo.  He bounced up, down and from side to side warming up.  That
bouncing basket sure warmed me up, I was getting a monster hard on.  This
was disturbing, I knew he was just a kid and I should not be having
thoughts that would give me such a boner.  When I looked up to the kid's
face he was smiling a sly smile, he knew the effect he was having on me.
He did not win his race, he came in third.  On his return, he put on his
shorts and assumed his same position, like before, he was in my line of
sight.

As soon as my cock deflated to a point that it was not noticeable, I left
the pool.  I could not deal with my thoughts toward this beautiful boy.  At
home I did a little work I had brought from the office, this got the kid
out of my thoughts.  At least for a little while.

Later, my thoughts returned to the kid.  Was I actually wanting this kid.
I did not want these kind of thoughts.  I struggled with my thoughts until
time for bed.  I went to bed, but did not sleep.  My cock was hard, very
hard.  I decided that if I jerked-off a load that my mind would settle down
and I could get a nights sleep.  As I lay there, cock in hand, my thoughts
went at once to the kid.  Was I gay?  I forced the thoughts of the kid from
my mind, but my memories of my childhood sexual activities took their
place.

			    * * * * * * * * * *

When I was a kid, I messed around with some of my buddies.  My thoughts
went back over thirty years (I am in my mid forties).  My first experience
with a buddy was Larry.  Larry was a couple of years older than me.  At the
time, I was about eleven or twelve and that made Larry thirteen or
fourteen.  We were camping in Larry's back yard.  We played strip poker,
until we were both in our jockeys.  Larry said that the next to lose had to
drop his jockeys and let the winner see his cock.  I was scared, but I was
not about to be called a chicken.  Of course, I lost.

Larry said.  "Okay drop those drawers."  I hesitated.  "You have to pay
your losses, or I will tell all the kids in the neighborhood that you don't
pay off your bets."

My little spike of a dick was getting hard as a rock, but I dropped my
shorts.  Larry dropped his too.  I was fascinated by his cock, it looked to
me to be the biggest cock in the world.  I was in wonder, so big and he had
hair.  Actually, Larry only had a strip of hair above his dick, but since
mine was bald, it looked hairy as hell.  I could not take my eyes off that
big dick.

"Touch it, its nice and hard." Larry offered.

I wanted to, but I was afraid.  "Naw, I bet-ter no-ot." I stammered.

"Go ahead, rub it, it feels a lot better when someone else touches your
dick."  Larry explained as he reached over and touched my little dick.

He began to stroke my dick, I did not know how to jack-off at the time.
God it felt good.  "Oooh what are you doing?"

"How does it feel?  This is called beating your meat kid.  You want me to
quit?"

"Noooo it feels good."

"Grab mine.  Yeah, that's it.  Keeping doing it just like that."

Of course, he knew I could not refuse.  The last thing I wanted to do was
let go of that big dick.  Not being experienced, I was not very good at
giving a hand job, but I was learning and was loving every second of the
experience.

"Bend down and kiss it for me kid."  Larry put his other hand on the back
of my head and pushed.  I had heard the older kids talking about cock
suckers, making fun of them.  I wanted to kiss it, but I was not about to
do something that would allow the other kids to make fun of me.

I resisted.  "No, I can't do that."

"Just give it a try.  If you don't like it, you don't have to do it.  It
won't hurt you, let me show you."  Larry bent down and put my whole peter
in his mouth.

He sure seemed to be enjoying it.  I sure was.  I had never felt anything
near that good.  I started to tingle all over.  My first orgasm started in
my feet and went all over me.  I did not know what was happening.  Had I
died.  When I got my breath back, I put my hand back on Larry's cock and
continued the hand job.

"Come on kid at least kiss it, you don't have to suck it like I did, just
kiss it."

I bent my head down to his crotch.  It had a smell that was all boy.  I was
scared shitless, but the smell and excitement kept me glued only an inch or
so away from that big beautiful dick.

"Come on buddy, give it a kiss."

I puckered my lips and kissed my first dick.  I licked my lips, but could
not taste anything.  I could not stop myself.  I stuck out my tongue and
licked around the head.  It felt great.  Of course, by this time my little
dick was hard again (if it had ever deflated at all).

"Put it in your mouth, like I did for you.  We can do each other at the
same time."  He moaned as he moved around into a sixty-nine position and
started sucking my cock again.  I could not have kept myself from sucking
that monster dick of his if I wanted to.  I did my best to copy what Larry
was doing to my little pecker, it felt so good that I wanted to make his
feel as good as he was making mine feel.

The tingling and shaking was starting to take over my body again.  I felt
his cock get harder and bigger if that was possible.  Larry was groaning
and moaning around my dick.  I noticed that I was doing the same around
his.  As I exploded, something hot and wet hit my throat.  I pulled off his
dick and started spitting the shit out.

"Why did you piss in my mouth, you bastard!"

"I didn't piss in your mouth.  That is cum.  I swallowed yours, it tastes
good kid."

Larry realized that I had never cum before.  "You have never cum before,
have you?"

"No.  What is that?"

"You know when you get that tingling feeling all over and your body shakes.
That is called an orgasm.  As part of that you shoot out a white sticky
liquid called cum.  Cum is the fruit of your labors when you suck dick."

Well I can tell you that after that night, I learned how to masturbate and
became an avid masturbator.  Whenever I could be alone, my dick became the
center of my attentions.  I found several different ways to jerk my dick,
all of which I practiced until I became a jerk-off artist.

Larry and his parents moved to California two days after my first
experience, so I didn't have a teacher or cum buddy to help me satisfy my
need to cum.  My hand was my only outlet and I used it three or four times
a day.  It was about a year before I found another playmate at least a
playmate I could play cock games with.


Chapter 2 Another visit to the Pool

A couple of days after I stopped to watch the swim meet, I heard the sound
of the starting pistol at the pool.  I immediately knew that another swim
meet was in progress.  Like iron filings to a magnet, I was drawn to the
pool.  I attempted to talk myself out of walking around the corner to the
pool, but it was a losing battle.  The next thing I knew, there I was
watching another swim meet.

The good looking kid smiled or almost beamed when he saw me come inside the
fence and find a seat.  No matter how hard I tried to keep this kid from my
thoughts, his beautiful face, his electrifying smile, and his youthful body
haunted my thoughts constantly.

I had to look hard, but found a seat that allowed me to see the meet, but
was not in direct sight of this hauntingly beautiful kid.  The kid was not
to be denied his fun, pleasure, or what-ever he called his ability to drive
me crazy with his good looks.  This kid found himself a new spot to wait
his turn to swim.  You guessed it, directly in my line of sight.

This kid once again used his big brown eyes to get my undivided attention.
Every time I looked at him his smile would let me know that he knew the
effect he was having on me.  As hard as I struggled to divert my gaze, my
eyes would be back on the kid.  He was so beautiful it almost hurt.

He would strike some of the most provocative poses you can imagine.  His
chest was hairless.  His tits were little nubbins that begged to be
suckled.  His arms were almost skinny, but strong.  The rippling muscles of
his belly showed not an ounce of fat.

Just before his time to swim, he again removed his shorts.  This time he
didn't pull his shorts off immediately.  He performed a strip act, slowly
lowering the shorts a little at a time.  He even pulled down his Speedo an
inch or so to show the stark contrast of his deep tan to the pearly white
of the narrow strip that was covered by the skimpy bathing suit.  He
performed this act for what seemed like hours, but it was only for a few
seconds.

Just like the other day, he did is warm up dance.  He showed me his basket
from every angle.  It was as if he were trying to show me everything
without removing his suit.  Yes by this time, I thought this show was for
me.  He finally decided that he had given me a view of everything so he
turned around to show me his gorgeous ass.  Hard and firm those globes
would melt any last hope I had of possible resistance to his charms.  Just
when I didn't think that anything could be more sexy, he shifted his
position and managed to catch the Speedo fabric in the crack of his ass.
Then he started patting each butt cheek as if to warm them up first one
then the other.  It was enough to make an bull dog eat up his chain.  Not
only was I hard, but I was sure that everyone around me could hear my
breathing.  I looked around, it did not appear that anyone had noticed my
arousal.  When the kid looked over his shoulder, again that sly smile and
he licked his lips.

The kid started toward me.  What was I going to do?  I couldn't leave, hell
I couldn't even change positions without everyone seeing my hard cock.  I
was frozen, watching the kid approach.  Watching his basket bounce with
every step.  I am surprised that I didn't cum in my shorts.

"Wish me luck." the kid whispered and brushed his basket on my knee.

"Kick their butts, kid".  Did I say kick or kiss?  I looked around, I must
have said kick or else someone would have said something, laughed, or at
least looked shocked.  Since that didn't appear to be the case, I managed
to escape a slip that would have given away my private thoughts.

Kick butt he did too.  He won the race by three or four lengths.  He looked
extremely happy in celebrating his victory.  He quickly dried himself.
Looking in my direction and smiling, he lifted and flopped his basket with
the towel.  He didn't go immediately back to where he was sitting.  He was
walking around talking to his friends until the last two races of the meet
were over.

I felt something touch my knee again.  I looked to see what it was, the kid
had brushed his basket on my knee.  Brushed is not the appropriate word, he
was alternating between rubbing and resting his Speedo covered goodies on
my knee.

"Name's Todd.  Thanks for wishing me luck, that was the first time I had
beaten Joey all season."  the kid said as he held is hand out.

I shook the kid's hand.  "My name is Jim.  You won by such a large margin
that you didn't appear to need any luck."  I managed to say.  "You're one
heck of an athlete."

Just then the coach called the team around for a meeting and a short
practice.  "I hope you are here for the meet Saturday, it's the biggest
meet of the season so far.  I like having a good luck charm around."  Todd
said as he went over to where the coach was holding the meeting.

I can't go to the next meet.  This is getting out of hand.  I am a grown,
hell old man and this is just a kid.  I kept telling myself that over and
over.  If people could read your mind they would be putting your ass under
the jail, thinking about that jail-bait like that.

I was so hot and hard that as soon as I got home, I stripped and started to
beat my meat.  Of course, Todd filled my thoughts.  I tried in vain to
remove the thoughts of Todd from my mind.  Instead my thoughts got stronger
and more of a sexual nature.  What he looked like naked.  What his body
would taste like.  What it would be like to make love to this kid.  I just
had to get Todd off my mind.

			    * * * * * * * * * *

Again, my thoughts went back to my childhood.  A year or so after my first
experience with Larry, I had my next chance for boy to boy sex action.  It
was very hot this mid August day and I rode my bike to the swimming pool.
There were several guys in the bath house.  I could not help but check them
out as I changed into my bathing suit.  I looked down at my own dick.  I
had grown in the last year.  My cock had grown a lot and I had developed
hair above my favorite toy.  I won't say I had a bush, but I had a line of
black hair all the way across.  I noticed that I had as much or more than
the other kids my age.  My peter was as big or bigger than theirs as well.
I was taking my time getting changed so that I would have time to check out
as many of the other kids as I could without being obvious.

One kid right beside me got my attention.  He was blond and very cute.  He
had a good sized dick on him too.  At first, I thought he didn't have any
hair above his cock, but then I noticed that it was so blond and fine that
it was hard to see without looking close.  He appeared to be taking his
time too.  I could tell that he was checking me out as much as I was him.
We smiled at each other, got into our suits, quickly took the required
shower, and headed for the pool.

I swam around awhile not paying much attention to the blond kid.  None of
my friends were at the pool this day, so I got bored quickly.  I saw the
blond kid again.  He was hanging on to the side of the pool in one spot.
He would move up and down a little, but never moving from the spot.

"Hi, my name's Jim."  I said as I approached.

He looked embarrassed and turned about six shades of red.  Then he told me
his name was Steve.

"Wanna play tag, have a diving contest, or something?"

"Naw, I have found something better."  Claimed Steve.

"I was just bored and thought that maybe we could do something together."

Steve moved down the side a little and said.  "Move over here where I was."
I felt a blast of water and it startled me.  Steve laughed and said.  "Get
the jet where it hits your dick."

I got hard almost immediately.  I found that by moving up and down a little
it was almost like jacking off.  It felt good on my peter.

"I thought you might like that as much as I do.  It is like playing with
your dick with you hands up top so nobody knows.  Do you like to play with
your dick, Jim?"

"Hell yes, but this is great.  Its so much different from beating your
meat.  Its like someone else jacking your dick for you or something.  Do
you do this all the time, Steve?'

"Yeah, I do it a lot, but you can't stay at this one all the time.  This
pool has eight of these jets.  If you keep moving they can't tell what you
are doing for sure.  A lot of kids know how good these jets feel, just look
around."

Sure enough, several of the jets had boys hugging them.  What one horny boy
likes, you can bet the others do also.  There was one kid that had his eyes
closed and was bobbing up and down like crazy.  He had to be ready to cum.
Steve and I noticed him at the same time and laughed at the expression on
his face just at the exact moment of his cum.

Steve said.  "Lets play tag like you suggested, we don't want everyone
watching us like we just watched that kid.  The object of the game is to
tag the other guy, but you have to tag on the dick.  The best way is to
grab the dick like this."  He grabbed my dick and gave it a hard tug, not
hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to make the touch feel good.

We played our special game of tag for about an hour, neither of us tried
very hard to get away from the tagging hand of the other.  We were soon not
even moving much after we tagged the other which made it simple for a
re-tag.  That meant that we were basically just feeling each other up.

"Hey Jim, I don't live very far from here.  Want to come over to my house?
My mother should be gone by now."  Steve suggested.

"Well maybe, what did you have in mind?"

"If you have to ask maybe its not a good idea."  Steve laughed.

"Lets go, if your waiting for me your backing up."

We both had to wait until our dicks softened before we could leave.  Steve
was first.  "I'll meet you inside."  he said leaving the pool.

I followed in a few minutes.  I entered the dressing room and found Steve
setting where we dressed earlier.  He was naked and didn't seem to be in a
hurry to dress.  His peter was hard again.  I gave the attendant my clip
and got the basket with my clothes, my peter was already starting to get
hard.  I sat down beside Steve and dropped my trunks.  Both of us had hard
dicks, we were lucky the dressing room was empty.

"I hate to cover these big dicks up, but we can have more fun at my house.
Lets hurry and get dressed."  Steve was in a hurry now.

Steve only lived about three blocks away, we peddled like mad and got there
in no time flat.  Steve unlocked the door and started stripping even before
I had closed the door.

When we both were naked, we picked up our clothes and went to Steve's
bedroom.  Steve's bedroom was typical thirteen year old boy, messy with a
lot of junk.  Steve sat on the side of his bed and patted the bed beside
him indicating where he wanted me to sit.  Of course, I was happy to
oblige.

"Let me get a good feel of your big dick."

"Hell Steve, you grabbed it all morning."  I laughed and reached for his
dick at the same time as his hand closed around mine.

We were both hard as nails and rubbing our hands all over each other.
Steve pushed me back on the bed and covered me with his body.  Our cocks
were side by side and leaking like crazy.  Steve looked me in the eye and
started lowering his lips to mine.  I had never kissed a boy before, but I
kissed back and soon our tongues were in each others mouth.  We moved
around into a sixty-nine position and started licking and sucking.

I loved the smooth and silky feeling of his fine blond pubic hair.  His
balls were not large, but were just the right size to lick and suck.  We
both knew it was about time and went back to each others dick to finish
each other.  I was not about to spit out Steve's cum, I knew what to expect
this time and could not wait to taste the ball nectar I had missed with
Larry.

We both shot our cum at the same time.  Our mutual cum was long and hard.
It might have been from getting hard and soft so many times without getting
off or it might have been something else, but this was the best cum of my
life.  We were tired and didn't move for several minutes.

"That was great, want something to drink while we rest awhile?" Steve
offered.

"Yeah sure, anything will be fine, but I want to drink some more of your
cum before long."

I patted Steve on the butt as we went bareass into the kitchen.  We were
sitting side by side at the table when the kitchen door opened.  I almost
died on the spot.  Two naked boys drinking a soda wouldn't need an
explanation.  Anyone's mother or father would have known exactly what we
were doing.  Steve started laughing at my expression and fear.  I soon
noticed that this was another kid, a few years older than Steve and I, but
still a kid.  I must have let out a huge sigh of relief because they both
started laughing.  I had to laugh too.

"Benny, this is my new friend Jim.  We met at the swimming pool this
morning.  Jim, this is my brother Benny, he is sixteen.  Wait until you see
his dick, its a monster, and he likes guys like we do."

Benny stepped over to where I was setting and stood close.  "Why don't you
open up my jeans and see you can find anything in there that interests
you."  My hands were shaking like mad as I reached for Benny's belt.  I had
a little trouble with the button, but managed to get it undone.  As I
lowered the zipper I could see his white briefs starting to tent where his
big dick was starting to expand.  I lowered the jeans and he kicked off his
shoes as he stepped out of them.  My hands were still shaking, but I could
not wait to pull those jockeys down.  As soon as I got them down a little,
I could see the big beautiful head of his cock.  I started licking as I
finished rolling them down.  Benny had the biggest cock I had ever seen.
It had to be at least nine inches.  It was smooth and fat.  I couldn't take
it all in mouth as hard as I tried.  Benny's cock tasted stronger and more
manly than the other two cocks I have had in my mouth before.

"Lick my balls."  Benny moaned.

When I got my first look at his balls, I could not believe anybody could
have balls that big.  One of his nuts was bigger than both of mine or
Steve's.  He had some peach fuzz on his balls that also made it more
exciting licking and sucking on his balls than the others I had sampled.
After a couple of minutes, I went back to that big cock, I could not keep
my mouth off of it even though I could not take it all.

Steve was tired of watching the action from the sideline "Lets go to the
bed so we can all play around."  he said.

On the bed Benny grabbed me and pulled me on top of him my mouth was at his
cock and I took it back into my mouth.  Benny was licking all over my cock
and balls.  We were both eating each other like crazy.

"I am the one that wanted to come to the bedroom and I still am not getting
any action." Steve complained.

Benny released my dick long enough to say "Hell we do this all the time,
and you have already sucked with him at least once or you would not have
been in the kitchen.  I know you little brother.  Get down there and lick
his ass we'll get to you in a minute."

Steve's mouth licking on and in my ass was a new experience for me.  It got
me going in a hurry.  His tongue poking in my hole was almost more than I
could stand.  He wet his finger and started using his tongue and his
finger.  I was over the edge.  I shot more cum than I thought possible.  My
cum must have triggered Benny's, he started shooting too.  His cum tasted
more salty and thicker.  It was fan-fucking-tastic.

As soon as Benny and I recovered from our cum we went to work on Steve.  I
gobbled his dick while Benny sucked his balls.  Benny released Steve's
balls and turned him on his side.  He started kissing Steve's ass cheeks
then moved to licking his crack.  He moved to Steve's rose bud of a asshole
and rammed his tongue inside.

It wasn't long before Steve was screaming "FUCK ME you big dicked son of a
bitch.  FUCK ME."

Benny moved into position.  I moved around so that I could watch as much as
possible with a mouth full of dick.  When I moved, my dick was within reach
of Steve's mouth.  Of course, he didn't let my dick stick him in the eye,
he swallowed it with a loud moan.

Steve shot a load of cum almost immediately.  He released my dick long
enough to say "don't remove your mouth, I'll cum again in a minute."

It was not long before we all were cumming again.  It took us several
minutes before our breathing returned to normal and we could hug and kiss
and talk.  I learned that the brothers had been doing each other for over
three years.  Long before Steve could cum.  Most brothers don't get along,
but something can be said for the family that sucks and fucks together.

I went back to see Steve and Benny every day for the rest of the summer.
unfortunately school started in three weeks and our times together were
limited after that.  The two brothers taught me how to fuck and get fucked.
How to hold off and wait to make an orgasm stronger and better.  I sure
wished those brothers lived closer so that we could have gotten together
more often.

******  End of Part 1 ****************

I hope you guys liked it. If you have any feedback at
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****** Part 2 should follow soon ******