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I walked through the bathroom in the locker room to pick up towels and refresh the mints when I heard the rhythmic slapping sound coming from the last stall. I looked under the door and saw the tanned feet, flexed in tension, with his black speedo rumpled around his ankles. I entered the next stall and stepped up onto the toilet seat, peering over the divider onto him. He was seated on the toilet with his phone in his left hand and his hard dick in right. I cleared my throat and he looked up, shocked for a moment, then got a sly smile on his face.
I saw Henry around the pool throughout the day. He was there with his family. They were old money members of the country club where I worked over summer vacation and frequented the pool and clubhouse with friends, family and business partners. His father was a high-powered attorney in town and often reached settlements in the sauna and on the golf course over drinks. Henry was a very cute freshman in college, short blond hair atop a thin, toned body tanned by the summer sun. He usually wore speedos around the pool, showing off his ample bulge and cute butt to the other guests. He played golf and tennis, winning the teen tennis championship a couple of years ago, before he went off to college on the east coast. We knew each other and talked frequently at the club, but we went to different high schools in town, so we weren't great friends.
This day was spent under an umbrella by the pool. He would get in the water for a bit then get out and dry in the cool breeze. We spoke superficially, but I left him to his relaxation, bringing him a drink or a towel when needed. He was drawing in a well-loved sketch book, and from what I glimpsed as I walked around the pool, he was a great artist. His sketches varied from landscapes to fantasy characters with minute detail. Later in the day, I noticed that he switched from his sketchbook to his phone, scanning social media and Tumblr. It was obvious he liked people that looked like him, his feed full of beautiful male models in their underwear or showing off their smooth butts. I know I saw his speedo bulging more before he left for the locker room.
After I caught him fapping in the bathroom, he nodded toward the door then unlocked it, so I climbed down and went into his stall. He put his phone down on the paper dispenser and spread his legs wider, rubbing his thighs up toward his crotch then hooked his thumbs behind his shaft, wagging it at me. I dropped to my knees in front of him and leaned down, letting him slap my face with his boner. It was impressive for his size - at least 7 inches long and straight as an arrow with a slim, shiny head atop the smooth shaft. His balls hung down below the shaft in a smooth sac, and his obviously groomed pubes framed everything perfectly, descending down his taint to his hole below.
I extended my tongue against his dick as he continued to slap it against my face, making a sloppy "thwap!" with each hit. I opened my mouth wide, and the next slap landed inside, and I quickly closed my lips around the head, trapping him in my mouth. I sucked him into my mouth completely until he was lodged in my throat. He moaned loudly and put his hand on my head, pushing me down further. He held me down for a few seconds, my throat contracting around his head as I fought to hold my breath. He let go and I rose up, taking a deep breath into my starving lungs.
"Damn, you're good at that!" he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Thanks! It fits perfectly in my throat" I replied, jacking him slowly and looking up at his smooth body and cute face.
"I bet I know somewhere else it will fit perfectly too..." he said and cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.
I sucked him back into my mouth and aggressively blew him for a few seconds, drooling all over him in the process. I came off his dick and licked his sac, rolling his balls around in my mouth and feeling them moving and contracting in his body. I moved down to his taint and licked under his sac, and he pulled his legs up to his chest, opening himself up to me more and allowing me to lick and suck at his tight pucker.
I stood up and dropped my shorts and underwear to the floor, stepping out of them. I leaned my shoulder against the wall and spread my legs, pushing my ass out and wiggling it seductively. I said "Let's see how well it fits!"
"Fuck yeah" he muttered and rose up from the toilet and lined his sloppy wet dick up against my hole. I flexed my sphincter a few times and relaxed then pushed my butt out against him, taking him into my hole with one push. He sighed heavily and shivered as he bottomed out inside me. I held him inside me for a few beats and contracted around his shaft, milking him and holding him tight inside.
He put his hands on my shoulders and started to just pummel my hole, grunting with each thrust into my body. He was frenetic and disorganized as hell, but the vigor he used to get himself off inside me hit just right, and my hard dick was bouncing all over my abdomen, leaving precum splats all over the bottom of my shirt and the wall in front of me. He pulled against my shoulders with each thrust into me, my body slamming against his with a loud "Slap!". The cool tile against my face and shoulders helped stabilize my body and gave me something to hold onto while he continued to assault my now wide open hole with teenage stamina.
He dropped his hands and hugged my body tightly while he continued to thrust into me, my back tight against his sweaty chest. He pushed into me one final time and held himself full inside, on his tiptoes, and began to spasm inside, filling me with his hot cum. He came for a long time, and I counted at least 8 or 9 convulsions of his body against mine while he reached climax. He continued to hold me tightly as he slumped against my back, his dick still hard and fully inserted inside my hole.
He sighed loudly one last time and released my body from his grasp, his dick slipping from my abused hole. He sat back down on the toilet, his hard on resting against his lower abdomen, glistening with my body fluids and his cum. He pulled his legs up and hooked them in his arms, opening his butt and showing me his winking hole.
"Let's see how well yours fits!" and reached down to spread his butt open even more. I got down on my knees and licked across his hole and up over his scrotum to his hard on, taking him into my mouth again and tasting his cum and my ass. I sucked him for a few strokes then came off of his dick and licked back down over his hole a few times. He tasted heavenly, and I loaded his hole up with my spit before I straightened up and pushed my dick down until it aligned with his hole. He relaxed further against the wall and said "Fill me up, buttercup!" and put his legs around my back and pulled me in. His hole stretched around my shaft as I entered him until my pubes were rubbing his taint. I pulled out and pushed back into him, faster and faster, until my balls were slapping against his butt. He put his legs on my shoulders and his hands on my ass, pulling me into him with urgency. It wasn't long until I felt my orgasm start at the base of my dick and spread out until it exploded through my shaft and into his body. My convulsions shook him against the wall, and he started cumming again, spraying his load all over my shirt and his abdomen.
We stayed coupled in the stall for a few moments, me laying on top of him. He expelled my dick from his hole, my load sliding out and dripping on the floor. My shirt was a mess, and his cum had leaked out of me and run down my legs, so we slowly stood up and figured we should get a shower before we got back to our day. I went first and grabbed a shower near the end of the line, and he followed quickly, jumping under the spray with me. We soaped each other up, rubbing each other to cleanse the evidence of our tryst. We both spent time on each other's butts, massaging the soap into the skin of our asses and rubbing against our holes, massaging them and allowing them to close back up.
We finally finished the shower and grabbed towels to dry off. He put his speedo back on and went back out to the pool. I went to my locker and grabbed a new shirt, since mine was trashed, and went back to helping guests with their time at the club. I walked by Henry and asked how he was. "Oh, I'm perfect. I really enjoy this club!" he replied then showed me his latest drawing, which was clearly him fucking me in the stall.
Thanks! Let me know want you thought! Drew (writer.drew@proton.me)