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Chapter Two
I return poolside with a couple of sodas and glasses with ice on a small tray. I set it on the table where Aaron is sitting still rubbing his package through his Speedo‘s. “Uh, do you think you could stop playing with yourself, Aaron? It’s very distracting.” And by distracting I mean an incredible turn on!
“Oh, I can see what you mean.”, as Aaron stares at my hardening cock. Now I’m not a prude, but I certainly feel a little uncomfortable with this boy staring at my stuff. Trust me when I say he is so beautiful —- those eyes sparkling and dancing, never still, coupled with his elfin nose that wrinkles when he smiles a slightly crooked smile, saying he’s ready for anything. I’ve seen the girls swoon behind his back, and the more forward ones in full view, but Aaron couldn’t care less. He knows now what he wants and it isn’t any of them. Did I mention his butt? Incredible. Michelangelo would have killed to put a butt like that on his statue of David— so tight and dimpled with a gorgeously sculpted ass crack. I would love to see him bending over in the nude. Just fantasizing about it practically makes me cream my briefs!
I turn away to break Aaron’s gaze and he returns to the pool! The water gives his skin an even more youthful sheen. He walks over to to the diving board, bounces twice, his cock and balls bouncing salaciously and jackknifes into the pool. His Speedos float on top of the water like a lifeless jellyfish! He pops up at the side of the pool facing me, placing his palms flat on the surface of the cement and lifts himself just high enough so his developing bush is just visible above the water.
“Oops! My bad!”, he feigns shock as he looks straight at me, watching the reaction of my crotch. I bury my head in my hands.
“You're going to be the death of me, Aaron!”
“Oh I hope I’m going to bring life into that old body of yours! and I see it might just be working!”
That does it with the old man jokes! I jump up and run the few steps to the edge of the pool where he is and flat-hand dive into his chest pushing him back with a wall of water. I land on top of him and begin tickling him mercilessly as he laughs and screams like a girl. He tries to get his footing all the while backpedaling the whole time. We both end up underwater and embrace in a deep and intense session of French kissing, our tongues once again writhing and wrestling in pure ecstasy. At some point he slides my net bikini briefs off and we are pressing raw erections together, breaking to the surface as our lungs burst for a united breath of air. Our arms are wrapped around each other, drawing us deeper into one another. Simultaneously, we reach down with one hand and grab a handful of each other's ass. As we grope each other we grind our cocks together, drawing us closer to a shared orgasm. If only I can hold out as long as Aaron's youthful lust!
I push Aaron toward the wall of the pool and break away, diving underwater. Instinctively he folds his arms on the side of the pool as I push his thighs up with my hands, his feet now flat against the side wall of the pool for support. I swim behind him and spread his ass cheeks, driving my hot, horny tongue deep in his anus. I move it around, attempting to get at his prostate which will send him into a never-before-known ecstasy. Target acquired! I continue French kissing his hole which has him thrashing and humping my tongue with thrusts from his young, athletic legs. I reach between his legs and grab his cock, stroking it to and fro. His body is now in a chaotic rhythm, not knowing whether to attend to my tongue in his ass or my stroking his gorgeous 6" cock. Just when I think he is about to come and come hard, I swim around front and come up between his legs. With one swift move I take his cock deep into my mouth and slide slowly out to the glans. It has the desired effect: waves and waves of sweet, teen boy cum flood my mouth as I continue to milk his exploding cock with my tonguing and sucking. I realize how nice it is to have a cock that is not so overwhelmingly large that it allows me to swirl his juice around his glans and frenulum before swallowing it.
I surface between Aaron and the wall and resume French kissing him, although he is unable to participate as robustly as before. I think I'll tell him later that my mouth was still coated in his sweet teen cum when we kissed. No sense freaking him out now! "So who's an old man now?", I quip.
Aaron moans in post-ecstasy fashion, "You win. That was freakin' amazing! I had no idea, Mr. D. I mean I thought jacking off was damn fine, but that... that... was incredible! I'm not sure I can walk!"
"Take your time, Aaron and hang here until you're ready. Just realize, you ain't seen, felt or experienced nuthin' yet!"
Aaron looks at me incredulously yet with a look of hunger and anticipation mixed in. After about 7 minutes of "Wow!" and moaning in the afterglow, he walks toward the steps leading out of the pool. He flops himself into a chair and says, "Is this where I ask for a cigarette?"
I start laughing at the reference. His parents are huge fans of the old black and white romantic movies so I knew exactly where he was coming from.
"Well, seeing as I don't smoke, you'll have to get a cigarette somewhere else." I can offer you another soda if that will help. As I stand next to him he reaches over and tenderly strokes the inside of my thigh, a move of intimacy long-time lovers would do. I reach down and kiss him gently on the lips, fingering his right nipple gently. He takes my fully erect member in his hand and starts giving me a gentle but firm hand job. My moaning tells him he's doing it right. He continues stroking as I stroke my own chest, drawing gentle circles around my areola and across my turgid nipples. I warn Aaron that I am going to come, and he strokes faster, aiming my cock at his face. I arch my back, tightening my butt cheeks and shoot volley after volley hitting his face, neck and shoulders as a low guttural sound emits from my throat. Coming back to reality I quickly grab my towel from the table and start to wipe him off, apologizing the whole time. He sticks his tongue out as a glob drops off his nose and tastes it. "Hmmm. Tastes different than mine."
"You've tasted yours?"
"Of course, it's part of the jacking off experience.", he says nonchalantly.
"Well, I'll be! Who knew you were such a cum connoisseur!"
With that, Aaron throws his empty soda can at me, hitting me square in the chest. I then suggest we get dressed and that he probably should be getting home. He reluctantly agrees and dives back in the water to retrieve his Speedos.