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Hot Tub Fun
I'd seen him around...young dad with wife and two young kids in the apartment across from mine...good looking guy, and a friendly sort too. He saw me struggling to get the IKEA crates out of the back of my pickup and gave me a hand getting them into my apartment. I offered him a beer as thanks, but he begged off, saying he had to help get the wife and kids packed and to the airport for their summer visit with her folks. "Raincheck, Tyler?" he asked as he headed for the door.
"Sure, anytime, big Jim," I replied cordially, patting him on the shoulder and closing the door behind him.
It took me a couple hours to get my new sectional assembled, and I was sore and sweaty by the time I finished. It was already getting dark out and I was sorta hungry, but decided to get in a couple laps down at the pool to cool off and relax a little before rustling up some grub. I threw on some gym shorts and grabbed a hoodie to wear back up, took a couple Molson ales from the fridge and thought for a second. "What the heck!" I grabbed a joint from my stash, stuffed it in the pocket of my hoodie and headed for the door.
I had the pool to myself and the water was cool and refreshing...felt good to work out the kinks as I swam. I was finishing up my last lap when I heard a friendly voice call out.
"Hey neighbor, mind if I join you?"
I looked up to see Jim's imposing figure by the edge of the pool. He was slipping off a terry bathrobe and I was pleasantly surprised to see him sporting a tiny speedo...and even in the dark...an impressive cock outline. He threw his robe on the lounge chair next to mine and dove in. I leaned back against the pool wall, thankful the cool water was keeping my dick in check as I watched his thick, muscular figure glide effortlessly thru the water.
"You're a natural, Jim," I complimented as he swam up next to me.
"Been swimming since high school, and at university too...keeps me in fighting shape now," he grinned, patting his furry belly. I watched as he climbed out, admiring that big dad ass and hairy legs, then followed him to our chairs.
"I owe you a beer," I said, handing him one and popping mine open. "Any chance you're ok with this, too?" I asked, pulling the joint out and running it under my nose.
He looked around, nervously at first, then smiled and suggested we warm up in the hot tub while we enoyed it. I lit the joint and climbed in after him, taking a deep hit and handing it to him.
"It's been awhile," he admitted, taking a small puff at first...then a longer drag, holding it in, and releasing it in a long sigh. We polished it off quickly and leaned back, totally relaxing into the warm water.
"Fuck, this feels good," he sighed. "I haven't felt this relaxed in years....thanks buddy! So what's a young stud like you doing home alone on a Friday night anyway, Tyler? No girlfriend?"
I laughed nervously, wondering how honest I should be with him, before answering. "No sir...actually, I, uh, prefer the company of men, if you know what I mean."
"You mean...gay?!" he asked, somewhat surprised. "I wouldn't have suspected, I mean, you don't seem...oh hell! I don't know what I mean...I just...didn't know is all.
"Sorry, Jim...I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. Just figured you'd put two and two together eventually anyway," I smiled, enjoying his obvious discomfort. "Hope we can still be friends."
"Oh...hell yeah...not a problem, little buddy. Cheers to you, in fact," he saluted, raising his beer and taking a big swig. "Not like I didn't fool around some, back in the day myself," he added.
Now it was my turn to be surprised. "You, big Jim?!" I gasped, more than a little shocked by his admission.
"Hell yeah, Tyler. The guys on the swim team were a wild bunch. I mean we were naked around each other all the time in the locker room, and popping boners in the showers and all. You know how it is with young guys...just hormones I suppose," he chuckled. "One thing led to another."
We sat quietly for awhile, sizing each other up with new eyes now. I don't know if it was the nice buzz we had on, or the relaxing warm water, but I felt so at ease with him now...and more than a little horny. My cock was chubbing up in my shorts as I watched him lean back, close his eyes and bring his hand to his chest, absentmindedly scratching at his hairy tit.
"Penny for your thoughts, Jim?" I asked him. He sat up and smiled at me, then leaned forward and sort of just drifted closer to me. His hand made contact with my knee, and worked it's way slowly up my thigh, and into my shorts, wrapping around my rock hard cock. His other hand took mine, and pressed it against the straining bulge in his speedo.
"I'm pretty sure we're both thinking the same thing, little buddy," he growled, pressing his lips against mine, and feeding me his thick, warm tongue. My hand felt its way up his belly, chest and shoulder, wrapping around his neck and pulling him in tighter as we swapped our smokey spit and grunted like hungry animals into each others mouths.
He pulled back and gazed dreamily into my eyes, then pressed his forehead against mine. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he sighed, struggling with his conflicting emotions. "I don't want to screw up what I got with my wife...my family and all, bud," he added.
"It's alright, man...I understand," I said, relaxing my grip on his neck.
"No...you don't," he groaned, pulling me up into a tight, manly bearhug. "I want this...have wanted this...more than you know. So if you're ok with it, the only question really is...your place or mine?"