6
It was still dark outside when Vivek set out for the pool, the eastern sky just about beginning to glow with the approaching dawn... briskly walking down the crepuscular path under the silent trees.
He had left Juhi asleep... looking peaceful, and happy. Anuj was in his room, probably sleeping after the usual teenage late-night chats with scattered friends.
With college done, career and work taking over, Vivek's regular regimen of tennis, and the weekly golf gradually became less regular -- his teeing off at the course restricted to just Sunday mornings, while tennis came down to being a sporadic indulgence. To compensate, he worked out a new routine - a brisk half an hour walk at 5 in the morning, followed by another half hour at his fully equipped home gym... with swimming - three times a week - his new fitness mantra!
It served him well, and even at his age, with all the sitting behind the desk that his work demanded, Vivek was well shaped and toned to athletic perfection... not a hint of fat, or flab!
And he religiously stuck to his routine -- no matter what, no matter where -- always making time, and never skipping... and since he didn't enjoy using public gyms (including those high-end, member's-only, luxury ones - what with all that youthful bare skin on display, and those snugly encased bulge under the stretchy spandex-lycra-polyester on plain view, it was unbearably distracting); so, when at the resort, Vivek simply did his brisk walk at 5 am, and then went for a swim instead, each morning, doing just over an hour of rigorous workout at the pool - 40 moderately leisurely laps, followed by 10 intense ones, a short break, and then repeating.
It was a large swimming pool, well appointed with lush vegetation... loungers and parasols... aesthetically lit, the shimmering blue water invitingly welcoming -- a plunge pool on one side of the shallow end, and a step-up, semi wrap-around wading/splash pool along the other edge for the kids -- always empty at that early hour.
Vivek enjoyed the quiet solitude of dawn... preferring the empty pool over the usual cacophonous, disturbingly youthful crowd frolicking in the water during the day, clad in their trunks, jammers and tights... acres of bare skin, and provocatively protrusive wet crotches on constant display!
Vivek had just finished his first half hour, swimming over to the shallow for his break... relaxing as he soaked in the plunge pool with his eyes closed when a loud splash made him open them -- in all his visits to the resort, he'd never encountered anyone at the pool that early, even the staff didn't come before 6 -- but all he could see was the rippling water, before noticing the gracefully lithe human form underwater - a fuzzily disjointed, wavering figure below the undulating surface...
Reaching the far end the person rose, the head emerging above the water... the distant figure slowly swimming towards where he sat - Kaizaad! - the sight instantly making his heart go on overdrive, his pulse racing as a slight, but very distinctive, tingle engulfed his loins.
"Hey, Vivek!" the boy greeted, dazzling him with a smile as he swam over and climbing in, sprawling out by his side, arms stretched along the edge, legs spread wide, "Good morning!"
Vivek shifted uncomfortably as he nodded his reply, not trusting his voice.
"You still didn't answer my question..." Kaizaad grinned leaning slightly closer, "wanna take me home?"
He could see the boy clearly in the ambient light of the pool, see all of him -- the lithe, supple form... the freshly developed teen muscles rippling under the bare, smooth adolescent skin... the firm, powerful thighs and the healthy bulge under the tight Speedo jammers clinging to his vitals like a second skin -- suddenly afraid that the sight, the nakedness, the close proximity, would trigger an awkwardly shameful boner in his trunks!
Also, now that he was seeing Kaizaad this close, Vivek realised, with shock and shame, how very young the boy truly was... his cheeks satiny smooth, the sideburns still undeveloped - super fine strands of squiggly hair just beginning to lazily crawl down the sides of his face, in front of his ears - with just a faint hint of peach-fuzz along the edges of his upper lips... and absolutely no chin-scruff...
The kid didn't even shave... or, if he did, it must be once in ten days, or, maybe more!
Or, probably, he was a late bloomer... despite his lush underarms, and clearly capacious crotch...
Enraptured, Vivek stared on... fascinated... his eyes, of their own free will, slowly wandering over the smooth torso - circling the tender pink nubs of the boy-tits... moving past the navel... right down to the centre of the parted thighs... pausing there, ensnared by the distinct lump under the thinly stretched fabric... holding his breath.
"Huh... so that's what you're interested in?!"
The sound of the gleeful voice, the tone and the words, jerking Vivek out of his trance, horrified as he quickly pulled his eyes away, shocked and shamed -- he was done, his swimming had to wait for another day, and ignoring the salacious imputation, not bothering to respond to the boy's obscene query, or even look at him - he had absolutely no wish engaging with the kid - Vivek quickly rose and stepped out of the pool, grabbing his towel and tracks from the chair nearby, heading straight for the showers...
There were the usual restroom and locker facilities... and there were also a few showerheads, for a quick rinse before and after the dip, discreetly tucked away behind the manicured hedges along the outer wall of the changing room, and Vivek headed for one - to avoid being inside the locker room in case the teen decided to follow him.
And as Vivek stood under the spray, he heard the footsteps... and though aware of whom to expect, instinctively turned his head... groaning silently as he saw Kaizaad walk over... taking the adjacent shower, right next to him.
But Kaizaad just stood there... neither turning the water on, nor making an effort at anything... simply looking at Vivek, a cocky smirk pasted on his face!
Heart thumping, and his cock now awake and astir, Vivek quickly turned off the water, reaching for his towel...
"Dude, don't, not again..." Kaizaad said grabbing Vivek's arm, sending an electric jolt shooting through the man's entire body, making him shudder, "you simply can't outrun yourself!"
That first encounter with Pheroze, the giddy week that followed, had filled Kaizaad with a sense of self-assurance that was well beyond mere teenage bluster and cockiness... making him finally notice those lustful glances he had earlier failed to see... suddenly opening his eyes to all the possibilities...
And Kaizaad had taken his chances, selectively responding to the stares with knowing smiles and a subtle jerk of his head... scoring each time as he was led to the mall/multiplex washroom by the men -- some young, others older -- happily allowing them to grovel at his groin, and then blow him behind the locked stall door!
The success, the seemingly easy access, emboldening him, and he then seduced Cyrus... fucking his ass!
And now, he was ready to score again, ready to fuck Vivek, ensure that his forced vacation at the resort turned into a rewarding confinement !
"Wha... what do you want?" Vivek finally managed, a hoarse croak, as he stood there... wet and dripping, helpless.
The boy didn't reply, simply smiling, his hand sliding down Vivek's arm... right down to the wrist, moving in closer as he took Vivek's hand and placed it between his legs, over his crotch... the package warm and distinct under the thinly streched fabric... his other hand passing around the man's waist, gently grabbing his buttock, palm flat against the fleshy globe!
"You know what you want..." Kaizaad smiled, a mere whisper close to the man's ear, the tone mirthful, "and I can give it to you!" his fingers spreading over the warm flesh mound, squeezing!
Well, being fascinated with those swaggering, cocky teens... watching them from a safe distance is one thing, but being confronted by one was something totally different, and Vivek could simply stand there, dripping wet, and silent... his body and senses frozen, his mind numb, his heart rampaging in his chest!
"You could strip me naked, and see all of me..." the boy whispered, rubbing his smooth cheek against Vivek's morning stubble... his hand still caressing the butt while moving Vivek's hand over his own pronounced bulge, definitely warm under the wet fabric, "feast your eyes, touch me, and feel me..." he continued as he gently slipped his fingers past the waistband, touching Vivek's bare butt under the swim trunks, the fingers lightly caressing the naked flesh... his moist lips slowly pecking its way down Vivek's neck... gently nipping the base!
"Ummh..." Vivek gasped, shaken like an aspen, his fingers curling around the boy's package in an effort to steady himself.
The moment was electrifying, the dawn air crackling with static charge, making every single hair on Vivek's limbs bristle, stand erect... sending powerful jolts coursing through his entire frame... and with his head slightly tilted back, mouth open, nostrils flared, Vivek sucked air, desperately trying to suppress the cries that bubbled in his throat... his cock now fully rigid and throbbing!
"You can play with my dick..." the boy continued, kissing his way up the side of Vivek's neck, pulling back his mouth and looking at him, grinning... his palm still caressing Vivek's buttock, the fingers sneaking further in, seeking out and dragging along the cleft, "for as long as you want..."
Kaizaad had released his wrist, the fingers now caressing Vivek's flushed face, the thumb rubbing across the parted lips... and Vivek could feel the boy's penis hardening in its pouch under his hand as he still clutched the teen crotch...
"I'll let you do anything, you know..." the boy whispered, his tongue wriggling around Vivek's buzzing ear, "whatever you want... jerk me off... suck me..."
Every single fibre of his being was telling him to stop the boy right there... every neuron, each synapse of his overworked, fevered brain firing out a warning, screaming for him to put a pause... and yet, Vivek was powerless to act, to assert... incapable of putting an end to the boy's brash, obscene conduct. The silenced longings, the squelched desires of endless years now surging high like the roiling waves of a stormy sea, leaving him helpless in the face of Kaizaad's aggressive solicitation... silently allowing the boy to lead on, letting himself get carried away on the wings of desire... horribly tempted!
"Or, you could just tell me..." Kaizaad suggested, sliding his hand deep inside Vivek's trunk, reaching between the thighs... a finger curling up to touch his perineum, the tip moving back and forth before gently edging between the cheeks... frighteningly close to Vivek's tightly clenched anus, "and I'll do it... let you have my cock wherever you want it... deep inside this amazing ass of yours if that's what you desire!"
The prospect of final fulfilment... the possibility of indulging in, of gratifying his long restrained desires... the lure of the illicit, the rush of the forbidden, mingled with the nerve-tingling thrill of dangers of discovery... tinged with the fear of the devastating shame and humiliation that would follow, was enticingly inviting... irresistibly exciting!
But obviously he couldn't take the boy back to the bungalow... not right then, not with his wife and son there... and what if someone else saw them skulking in...
"If you can't take me home, then come with me, I've got my own tent..." Kaizaad whispered, as if reading his thoughts, answering them, "we can be alone, and no one will ever know, no one will find out!" the finger reaching in, brushing over the tiny, wrinkled little opening... instantly setting it aflutter!
Letting out a moan Vivek grabbed the boy's shoulder... his other hand, still covering the boy's crotch, tightening over the calorific protuberance, desperately squeezing the clearly flexing package... the last shred of reluctance seeping out of him...
And as Vivek's numbed brain dallied, wavering between the choice of giving in or breaking free, Kaizaad reached behind his head, wrapping his fingers in the hair... leaning forward and covering the man's open mouth with his own... the lips warm and soft... Vivek moaning in the boy's mouth as Kaizaad bit down on his lower lip...
"Come with me..." Kaizaad whispered pulling back for a moment before gluing his mouth back... both pair of lips pliant, their breath laboured as Kaizaad's tongue flicked its way in, exploring Vivek's oral cavity... tickling the palate, fencing the tongue... both tasting each other!
Sufficiently overcome by lust... unencumbered by his earlier uncertainties and reluctance, unshackled of his fearful hesitancy, Vivek finally succumbed... both gnawing away at each other's mouth... Vivek urgently groping and squeezing the heated lump between the kid's thighs, while Kaizaad, his body pressed against Vivek's, eased his finger deeper, reaching higher... the determined digit circling and prodding at the man's twitching hole...
It was already light by now, the dawn having given way to the new morning, and soon the pool staff would begin to arrive -- arrange things, stock up for the day -- and they would be visible to anyone who approached the washroom or locker area, see them in the clear light of the day...
But it didn't seem to bother the boy as he continued to probe Vivek's spasmodic nether portal, his finger firmly lodged between the man's flexing ass cheeks... insistent!
Lost in lust they slobbered on... when over the roar of the blood pumping through his buzzing ears, above the deafening racket of their combined breathing, Vivek perceived the unmistakable sound of footsteps on the gravel... the muffled chatter of fast approaching voices... literally jumping back as he quickly relinquished his hold on the boy's raging genitals... looking around like a frightened, cornered animal.
But Kaizaad seemed unperturbed by the voices, the impending visitation, grabbing Vivek's hand as he said, "C'mon, let's go..." both hurriedly scampering down the path behind the building... headed straight for Kaizaad's tent!
Sprinting all the way, hand-in-hand, held tight... both crotch front brazenly bloated by their mutual arousal -- Vivek's erect member swaying under his swim-trunks as they ran... Kaizaad's gibbosity obscenely obvious under the stretched fabric!
They ran inside togther, Kaizaad zipping the tent fly and turning to face Vivek, grinning mischievously as he pushed down his jammers, wiggling out of the clinging garment... standing back straight, gloriously naked...
Vivek could just stare, his heart forgetting to beat as he drank in the sight before him... eyes wide, his whole body wracked by uncontrollable jitters.
Kaizaad took a step forward, and taking Vivek's hand place it on his cock, softly whispering into his ear, "Take it, it's all yours now..."
Vivek's fingers instantly wrapped around the thick girth, feeling the appendage - sizzling hot and steel-stiff - throb in his tight grip, letting out a soft cry as he closed his eyes, squeezing the shaft... his own cock twitching crazily!
Kaizaad leaned in, kissing Vivek on the mouth as he wrapped his arms around the man and pulled him close, the hands slowly sliding lower... the fingers slipping past the waistband, pushing Vivek's trunks past the swell of his firm buttocks... sliding it down the thighs... before letting it drop, stripping the shivering man naked, finally releasing his engorged cock from its confinement!