Date: Tue, 29 Jun 2021 12:11:03 +0000 From: Tom Subject: Village Toilets 4 - The Pool Gay / Adult/Youth / I'd love to hear your feedback on this story, you can message me anytime at tomukis2@protonmail.com. I am also happy to support other authors, new or experienced, in any way I can. Thank you for all the messages of support for my other stories - it has been great to connect with you guys. This story involves sex between a young teenage boy and older men. If you are offended by this sort of material, then please read no further. Sex with underaged boys is illegal. Don't forget to donate to nifty! Village Toilets 4 - The Pool By Tom UK I left the barbers feeling elated. The move to this place was turning out to be the best thing ever. And Owen had given me an idea; I needed to check out the open-air pool. I headed home, whacked from the day already; two horny cock sessions had left me feeling warm and fuzzy but ready to lay out in the sun and relax. I grabbed a sandwich and noted that mum would be back in about an hour. Perfect. I took my sandwich outside along with a can of coke. We had these sun-loungers that were really comfy so I pulled one around to face the sun, set up a table next to me and scoffed my lunch. The sun was warm so I decided to strip off for some naked sunbathing. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and looked down at my torso, it was smooth and silky looking with pale pink nipples. I noticed my peach fuzz running from my belly button down to my waist was getting a little thicker. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my shorts, lifted my hips and swiped them off one slick move, smiling at myself as I did so. I looked down to see my pale white willy hanging loose over my pink and saggy ball sac, mmm, I had had such a horny morning and I was still feeling the warm glow of my earlier adventures. I led back, fully exposed, and my legs spread a little bathing in the warmth of the sun and letting its heat radiate across my skin. I drifted off into a light sleep. The slam of a car door woke me, I checked my watch and realised that it must be mum. I grabbed my shorts and pulled them back on in a half daze panic. I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and heard, "Hi Danny - enjoying the sun I see?" I looked up to see George halfway up a ladder peeping over the fence at me. I don't know how long he had been watching, but I kind of liked the idea that he had been. "Hey George, mum's just got back - see you later," I said. I got up from the lounger and headed indoors to put the kettle on for mum. The rest of the day was pretty normal, we had tea, watched some telly and I took a shower and went to bed. I'd told mum about the pool and she'd looked it up for me. It was about a 20 minute walk away which was cool with me. She said to be careful and that she would leave me some money. "It might be a good place to meet some boys your age sweetheart, maybe make a friend or two," she said. As I led there, drifting off, I started thinking about going to the open-air pool Owen had been talking about. Tomorrow, I'd dig out my speedos and check the place out, who knows who'll be there and it could be fun. Maybe I could swing by the toilets again too. I woke up to the mid-morning sun blazing through my curtains. I could feel my hard-on squeezed between my stomach and the sheets. I tensed and grinded a few times before rolling out of bed. It was 11am - man I'd slept in late. I got my swim gear together in bag, threw on a t-shirt and shorts and headed downstairs for some breakfast. Once I'd had my fill of cereal, I grabbed the cash mum had left and made my way to the open-air Pool. The pool was in a sectioned off part of a local park, surrounded by a high brick wall. Outside was a small kiosk selling take away teas and ice creams. I could see several families having picnics under nearby trees and kids running around all over the place. There was a nice general hubbub of noise, and I could hear the occasional splash of someone jumping in the pool from other side of the wall. I walked up to the pool entrance, paid my fee, and followed the sign along a darkish corridor for the "Gents Changing Area". I opened the squeaky door and quickly scanned the area as I went in; it wasn't a big room at all, more like the size of an average living room but without the furniture. Instead, benches lined the walls with hooks for clothing above them and in the middle another couple of benches and hooks back-to-back. One wall was open and led to what looked like communal showers and a few urinals. The light came from thin horizontal windows up high near the ceiling on the back wall. I could hear the noise of showers running, which meant there could be a naked bloke in there. My little dick started to swell. I noticed some clothes hung on a hook across the room and decided to find a spot close by so that I would get the best possible view. I sat down and waited, ready to look like I had only just arrived as soon as I heard the shower go off. There was a familiar fresh smell of shower gel in the air, along with a sweet mustiness like school changing rooms. I heard the shower go off and stood up, randomly fishing through my bag for something. As I looked up I saw a bloke who was slim with black hair. His chest, arms and legs were all covered with black fur too and there was a thick black bush of pubes above his dick. He was drying himself with a towel that looked too small as he walked over to his clothes which were just a metre away from me. He caught my eye and smiled. I tried my best to hide the fact that I was starring, completely captivated by this bloke but it was probably obvious to him. I pulled out my speedos from my bag and hung them on the peg. As I pulled off my T-shirt, I glanced over at him, noticing that he was watching me. My heart jumped a little and my little dick pulsed as it hardened. He had sat down on the bench with his legs wide apart. He was busy towelling his hair and face, giving me a chance to have a good look at his cock, which looked semi hard to me resting against his thigh. His foreskin had retracted a little and I could make out his pink helmet. By now I was starting to breathe more rapidly. I pulled my underwear down and slightly turned away, not sure if he wanted to see my boner springing all over the place. I took my navy speedos from the hook and slowly pulled them up my legs, giving as much of show to him as I dared to. This pair was at least a year old and were a nice snug fit. As I turned to sit down, he stood up. I began to tidy stuff back in my bag and as I did, he lifted his right foot onto the bench near me. I could almost feel the heat from his skin, and it sent prickles down my spine. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he pushed the towel back and forth across his thigh and down his shin. I could just make out his balls and cock hanging the other side of his leg. Then he switched legs and I got a full close-up view of his hairy swollen cock and low hanging balls. My dick was now tenting and straining in my swimmers. "You can touch it if you like son, but be quick as I am sure someone else will be here soon." His voice was low and rough sounding. I reached up and ran my fingers down the length of his shaft. I wrapped my hand around his cock and squeezed gently. He took a long audible intake of breath and I watched as his cock got harder. It was so big compared to me, like the size of my forearm. It felt so warm in my hand and hard and thick. Just then the hinges on the entrance door creaked and alerted us. I snapped my hand back as the man whose dick I was touching quickly stepped away, grabbed his underwear, and started getting dressed. I understood our game was over, grabbed my bag and headed outside. The pool wasn't massive; along one side was a concrete area where several people had spread out towels and were sunbathing protected from any wind by the high rising wall that encircled the lido. The opposite side had some open-air showers and a storage area for floats, lane dividers and other pool equipment. There was also a lifeguard sat up on a highchair under a sunshade. At the far end another lifeguard was brushing water into a drain. I looked closely and realised it was Owen in a bright yellow polo shirt, tight red shorts, and flip-flops. I had come out of the changing area at the shallow end and even from where I stood, I could make out a large bulge in his crotch area. There were several people in the pool, kids, teenagers, dads, mums and older blokes too. To my right was a tiered area of concrete where people were sat and led in the sun. I found a space, laid out my towel and headed to the pool. The sun was beating down and the water looked so good. I dived in at a random spot on the side and felt that instant cooling chill that accompanies the rush of jumping into a pool. The cold made me shudder and I swam over to the shallow end so I could stand up and catch my breath. I could feel my little dick shrinking in the coolness of the water and my nuts retracted back towards my body. There was a mum and her young toddler playing next to me and some older blokes lined up with their backs to the wall of the shallow end. I waded over, keeping my shoulders under the water and found a spot near an underwater jet. It felt like my back was being massaged and I suddenly wondered what it would feel like on my crotch. As I turned, the man next to me caught my eye and smiled. He looked about 65 with grey hair and pale skin that had large moles dotted all over. I faced the wall and hung my hands over the drainage trough. I felt the rush of water hit the front on my speedos and relished the tingling feeling of pressure on my cock. "Great dive, by the way." The man said. "Do you swim a lot? You look like you do." "Thanks, and I haven't for a while but might start coming here more." I replied. "I used to be a swim coach at the local school. I keep seeing a lot of my old pupils here. Have you had lessons?" "Nah, but I'm good at front crawl. Not so good with breast-stroke or back stroke though." "Sounds great - why don't you show me your front crawl?" He said. I pushed off the wall and swam as hard as I could towards the other end of the pool, turned around and swam back, making sure I focused on my strokes. I surfaced, slightly out of breath, right in front of him. "What do you think?" I asked. "You looked great, good form and good breathing too. You looked very sleek in the water." "Thanks! Do you have any tips for backstroke? I really like to learn how to do it better" I asked. The man looked around, a little nervous, but smiled and said "Sure." He moved away from the wall and beckoned me over. "Try laying on your back and just floating for now - can you do that?" He was stood up and I saw an older but toned body with some grey fluffy chest hair. He had blue swimmers on like me, but they were a bigger, more old-fashioned version. The water was up to his waist so I couldn't make out any sort of bulge or anything. I moved in close to him and led on my back, floating. My hands were by my waist, circling in the water and I decided to 'accidentally' brush against his crotch. He didn't flinch at all so over the next few minutes I regularly ran the back of my hand across the front of his bulge, and I was sure it was swelling under my attention. Meanwhile the man had placed his right hand under my back to support me floating. He was encouraging me to feel more confident and testing my buoyancy. His hand would move to different areas up and down my back as he explained to me about breathing and arm movements during backstroke. His hand 'supported' across the top of my butt cheeks several times and I could feel his fingers working their way under the elastic as he felt me up. My dick was hardening, and I became very aware of the front of my swimwear exposed on the surface of the water. I didn't mind the man seeing, but I wasn't sure about the other swimmers. "Sorry I need to pee, do you know where the toilets are?" I said. "Why don't I show you?" the man replied. I swam to the edge of the pool and climbed the steps, carefully covering my hard dick with one hand; the man was close behind. "This way," he said, gesturing back to the changing rooms. I knew where the toilets were, of course, but wanted to see if my hunch was right. As we entered the changing rooms, I felt his hand gently rest on the base of my back and it sent a shiver down my spine. "Just through here," he said. I walked over to the row of three porcelain urinals, one was lower for kids, so I went up to that. No one else was in the changing room. "I need to go too," said the man, who was standing right next to me. I pulled the elastic away from my body and held it as my semi-hard dick popped out. I eased back my foreskin and tried to pee, but nothing really came out. I glanced to my right to see the man had lowered his swim trunks under his sack so his balls and cock were on display. His cock was big and veiny with lots of loose skin, and he was slowly rubbing his hand back and forth, making his cock swell. He saw me looking and said, "Looks like we are both excited, Little One." He smiled and turned slightly towards me showing me his full erect cock and dark pink helmet. I looked down and could see my hairless dick was solid too. "Why don't we go in there?" he said, pointing to the toilet cubicle, "it'll be more private." "OK" I said. I went in first and he followed locking the door behind him. I stood with my back to the toilet as he knelt in front on me. "Why don't we take these off?" he said, running his hands around the sides of my speedos, hooking his fingers in the elastic, and slowly peeling them down to my knees. "Oh, you have such a beautiful dick Little One" he said and before I could say anything he had opened his mouth and taken my whole dick in. It felt so hot in his mouth, and I could feel his tongue twisting around my helmet making me shiver with pleasure. His hands grabbed at my bum cheeks, and I felt his fingers brushing against my bum hole, pushing against it. I pushed my bum out slightly and felt his fingertip enter - it felt so big and hurt a little, but he wiggled it around and went in and out a couple of times and it started to feel really nice. My breathing was getting faster, and I got the familiar feeling of an orgasm approaching. My hands grasped hold on the man's head, and I pulled him closer, tensing all my muscle as he continued to excite my dick with his sucking and his tongue skipping all over the sensitive places. "Oh, God, that's so nice, I'm going too..." I whispered and with that, the man pushed his finger further in my bum and I felt an intense wave pleasure as I climaxed, pulsing my boy cum into his greedy mouth. My body shook as he gently pulled his finger out and licked my dick clean. He put the finger that had worked my bum in his mouth too and sucked on it. I pulled my speedos up. "Thanks Mr." I said. "No, Little One, thank you - that was delicious". I unlocked the cubicle door and headed back out to the pool. I felt amazing and wanted to have more of a splash around, maybe have a chat with Owen too. I'd only been here for half an hour and already had had a great time. Maybe if I stuck around a bit longer, I could have some more fun. 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