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by iluv2mountguys@aol.com When I was 25 I worked at a lifeguard at a local YMCA. The job was boring--watching streams people slowly navigate across the pool repeatedly. I didn't want to stay still at 25, but put up with it for a while. After a while of guarding I was asked to teach swimming by boss. I was a swimmer in college and with turnover and all they needed someone to teach the little kids on Saturday morning. On my first morning I met another instructor, Jon, who was also a guard and who also now taught as well. We had never met in the course of guarding seperate nights. After a while he would start to come by during his workout on the nights I was guarding. He was a senior in high school, had a husky build that was nicely trimmed and cut from his high school swimming, just a little bit of hair on his chest, light brown hair and a bit of a mustache growing in (the way an 18 year old has). I had just started fooling around with guys, so I was green as hell but... Once when I was guarding I pulled off my shirt saying it was hot or something. In a few minutes he followed suit and removed his. I was watching the pool, but was also watching his chest, nice pecs, little bit of light hair on his chest, just enough for licking and tonguing. I thought it unusual for him to take his shirt off, but I was happy none-the-less! Our conversations revolved around his upcoming college departure, life at the YMCA, and typically for any 18 year old, of course girls. After a while his visits became frequent and my urge for him persisted. On ocassion, while I was guarding I would sit in the guard chair on our deck, and put my legs up on the ad-hoc ottoman that was in front of the guard chair, a small brick wall seperating the seating area and the pool deack. I would catch his eyes glimpsing at my package. After a while this became a regular part of his visits. If I couldn't have him I would at least tease him. After a while I got a bit ballsy and during his visits I would shift my nuts and cock so that they would fall out the netting of my bathing suit. I would watch as his eyes quickly glanced at my balls and cock. It was fucking hot to have this stud 18 year old taking quick check-outs of my body and package. Eventually, summer before freshman departure was here and I wondered if he would want to come on a hike. I had developed a passion for hiking in college and knew many areas around us pretty well. We were gonna make a day of it, he was going to meet me at my place. When he arrived, he was dressed like he was about to go on a fall foliage trip, long pants and a long sleeved shirt. Now it was 80 degrees outside and we were about to be hiking all day and I thought he would be mighty uncomfortable. I asked if he wanted to borrow a pair of my shorts and shirt. He said yes, and I grabbed a set of strech short, since he needed a larger pair than what wore. The stretch athletic shorts were really tight on him. I was in awe as we drove to our hike and started. On the way he asked me some questioned and I answered freely. He asked me if I had a girlfriend, I said 'no'. Then he asked if I was chasing anyone, or knew any broad I wanted to date. I said 'no' again. I told him that I fooled around with guys and he was pretty cool about it, although he couldn't understand how I didn't like pussy lips. We ended our day and came back to my place. We grabbed a beer and bullshit for a while. AT some point he grabbed his pants and asked where he could change back intyo his clothes. I showed him the bathroom and began to walk away, but before I reached the door my lust overcame my inhibitions and I went over to him and gently put my hand on his cock and said, I can't let you get out of here without doing this, and I started to rub his cock through the tight fabric. I was there for about a half minute when he said 'I want ya to stop.' He was stern, but didn't really say it in a way that was condescending, but I got the point and left him to change. I was bummed and sorta freaked. I really thought I went to far and he was going to be pissed. When he came out we had another beer and the subject of my cock grab didn't come up. He seemed OK. Inside I was still really nervous, but went on. After some time, he looked over at my TV and living room. HE asked me what a particular tape was on my entertainment center. I said it was a porn tape. "Cool," he said, "I have never watched one. Is it with guys and girls?" The one he picked out was one with guys and girls. It was my bi-sexual addition to my porn. "Can we watch it?" he asked. I popped in the tape and there were two guys plowing this chick. It was a hot scene. Between having him here and the video I am pretty horned up. I was pushing a boneraround trying to conceal it. It really didn't matter, he was in froint of me in a chair and really didn't make a look back. After some time of my pent up hard cock beckoning for attention, I surprised myself again and said "You mind if I take my cock out?" He was absorbed by the movie and sort of quickly shot back after a few dazed seconds, "no, go ahead." I dropped my shorts to my knees and started working my rod while checking him out in the corner of my eye. He didn't make a move back at me, or do anything to indicate he was getting aroused. He just watched the screen. I could tell he was getting a little nervous, but he was pretty cool and self contained. After a while he said, "this is good and tentatively glanced my way to say it, catching a quick glimpse of me and my 7" of manhood. He nervously turned away and glued his eyes on the tv set. My cock was so fucking hard it was as straight up as its ever been. My hands couldn't touch it, or it would blow. He was completely glued ton the guys fucking the hot pussy. I got up and walked behind the chiar he was sitting in, and he didn't see. I was standing behind him working my dick slow when I said to him.You want that hot pussy? He looked up quick at my face and upper chest and said, "fuck yeah" I got down next to him, crouching down on the side, his eyes still glued to the tv. I said to him you just want to stick that hard cock into that wet hole?" in an alluring and quiet voice. "yeah"", he slowly and quietly muttered back, filled with 18year old lust, eyes glued at the fucking going on. I slowly krept my hand up to his lap and trepidaciously worked my way across his thigh. I said to him, "you like fucking that pussy, don't ya?" Just then my hand reached his khakis, and did a slow stroke up his hard shaft. He let out a little groan , and a longg, "yeaaaaaah." I slowly explored his cock through his pants. His eyes were glued on the screen, as one guys ass tightened and loosened as he plowed deeper into the blinds gash. My boys hips slowly quaked and bucked in rythym with my hand. His heart was beeting really fast, as I saw through his shirt. I gripped around his cock and with my hand around him slowly jacked him off. His eyes were on the TV mesmerized with fuck lust. He said to me in a soft voice, "I wanna fuuck her." My second hand worked its way up to his fly and unzipped it. I heard him repeat "I wanna fuck her." with that I reached my hand in and slowly fished out his manhood. It was 6" and thick around. It stood up straight and pointed back to his navel like a banana. I put some spit on my hand and started to slowly stroke the idol of my affection. He bucked into my hands a bit then relaxed while I did the work. His breathing tightened and his abs quivered in and out. In a very brief period cum erupted from the 18 year old cock with the furociousness of a vulcano. My hand stayed on his cock until he was done. I slowly left and got a towel. With that I came from my room and he was dressed and cleaned up (to this day I cannot figure out what he wiped himself on) and said he had to go as he approached the door. I said ok and he left. I am standing there naked with a hard ass cock, the porno still playing. I sat back and slowly masturbated myself, taking in the memories of a few moments past, adding another load of spunk to the afternoon in no time. I didn't see to much of him after that. He went off to college and that was it. I think he might have been confused over what it all meant (as if anything but a load between guys??) and stayed away for the week or two left of summer. I sometimes come back to him while I am enjoying myself and get off thinking of that cock in my hand, watching his hips buck, listening to him slowly repeat: "I wanna fuck her." And feeling his cum as it erupts on my hand.