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Ron is a average looking 17 year old with middle class background. He lives in a small town with a population of about 12000. Contrary to his friends Ron has never been intimate with a girl though, never had his 6 incher serviced by anything else but his very own hands. It's not that Ron didn't have any offers, but Ron had known from about 13 or 14 that he was different: He wasn't into girls but very much into boys.
Whenever Ron would jerk off -- and he would do it at least twice a day -- he thought of all the glimpses of nude boy bodies he had gotten, at school, at the gym or at the pool. He was fascinated not only by other boy's dicks but also by their butt's. Ron has also seen several mens butts and dicks but the hairiness made him think of only one thing: shaving.
Ron's body was still pretty hairless. Sure, puberty had brought him hair in a variety of places, but his legs, chest and butt had only a light fuzz. And he shaved his pits and ballsack while trimming the rest of his pubes. Ron just loved smooth bodies.
At 15 Ron had his lone sexual experience with somebody else: a mini circle jerk with three other friends. It started as a dare and ended as an experience Ron's brain would often replay when he was furiously pounding his hardon. A year ago on vacation Ron had found enough courage to sneak into a sex shop on the last day away to buy himself some toys: a smallish and a normal sized dildo. The smallish rubberdick was about 5 inches long and on the thin side while the "normal" one was 8 inches and rather thick.
On the following Monday after the vacation Ron tried the smaller dildo while his parents were at work. As of today, 11 months later, Ron prefers the 8 incher but living with his parents didn't present him with too many opportunities to use it. School vacation gave him at least enough time alone for once or twice a week using his toy, but being 17 his parents obviously have made him take a summerjob.
The internet didn't give Ron much satisfaction neither. He also always had to be really careful to leave no trails when looking for gay porn online since the only computer with internet access was his dad's. Sure, the clips of twinks jerking off or sometimes blowing and fucking fed his brain enough for one or two jerkoffs, but Ron longed for more, his body needed more.
His summerjob wasn't easy neither since the only job he could get as late as he was looking for one was at the pool as a lifeguard, and only because the manager there knew him and knew what a great swimmer he was and how responsible he seemed. The pay was minimal and he was stuck 8 hours a day, 5 days a week at the pool with numerous hot boys in bathing shorts, some even in speedo's, while he had to concentrate on everything but their smooth and sexy body.
One boy, one of the speedo wearers, always seemed to be around when Ron had a shift. Not only was he at the pool when he was on duty but almost always when Ron was in the locker room. Since he got the job that late he didn't have a locker in the lifeguard's office as all of them had already been taken. Ron didn't really mind though as the men's locker room gave him numerous glimpses at boys dicks and butts, even though he had a hard time not to literally get hard.
By the third week Ron knew the name of the boy who always seem to be around: Tim. He also has checked him out more thoroughly. Tim looked around 14, maybe 15 years old, had a great looking, smooth, defined but slim body with a nice looking tan all over. Ron especially liked his perfectly shaped butt, which unfortunately he only has seen in speedo's as Tim never pulled them down, neither in the shower nor when he went home. He just put some shorts over the wet speedo and biked home, most days not even wearing a shirt.
Ron couldn't be sure but he thought to have seen Tim checking him out several time's in the shower or toweling off while he was naked. Tim's package seemed to grow aswell and Ron started to give Tim longer and more direct view's of his butt and dick. He would bend down facing away from Tim sticking his bare butt into his direction or pull down his red lifeguard's speedos right in front of Tim who was sitting on the bench just a foot away.
During his fifth week Ron had the late shift which meant he had to lock up the pool while kicking everybody out. He always disliked the lifeguard who kicked him out when he was there as a regular customer but today it was his job. It was a uneventful shift with only a handful visitors around as it has stayed cloudy the whole day.
Tim didn't get to the pool until about 20 minutes before it closed. About 5 minutes before close down Ron had already sent almost everyone into the lockers. Only two giggling girls and Tim had yet to leave. Ron approached the girls first who giggled throughout his asking them to get changed as he had to lock up. As they disappeared into the women's locker Ron tried to ask Tim, who was doing laps in what looked like a training routine. Ron went to the end of the lane and tapped onto Tim's back as he was turning around. Tim shockingly looked up.
"Sorry mate, but I have to lock up."
"Oh, it's that late already. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, but could you please get out and change or whatever."
Tim didn't want to get out of the pool for two reasons: a), which wasn't the most important right now, he wanted to finish his training round as he was on the swim team and b), the important one, had he grow an instant hardon as Ron had touched and talked to him.
"I really don't want to bother you too much, but could I finish my rounds while you clean up the lockers and stuff. I sure won't drown on you, I'm on the swim team at school and I promise before you leave yourself I'm done."
Ron wasn't sure but he thought he has made out a hardon inside Tim's speedos, which seemed to be unable to cover up the front.
"Okay, but when I'm done checking the women's locker you'll get in the locker with me as I don't want to come out here and drag you out of the pool in my full clothes."
"Deal."
Ron went into the women's locker room, shouting warnings that a man would enter three times before actually going in. Tim continued his training routine while hoping his 5 incher would go down before he had to get into the locker room.
Ron checked the locker room and found two girl's panties perfectly folded on a bench. He was sure they belonged to the giggling girls from 10 minutes ago. Ron thought about registering them into the "lost & found" but since they seemed to have been left on purpose he just threw them away. After checking the lockers for left stuff and disinfecting the showers he went back out to find the pool already empty. Tim must have gotten out. Ron arranged the pool bed's and put all the chairs back to it's position before getting into the men's locker room.
He heard a shower running but didn't get in as he wanted to check for lost things and grab his towel before hitting the shower himself. It took him about 5 minutes to check before he got to his locker. As always, Tim had a locker on the opposing side. Ron got out of his shirt and pulled down his speedo's before getting his towel out of his locker and walking towards the shower room.
He greeted Tim as he went in and immediately saw something new: Tim's perfectly shaped butt, which was totally white in contrast to his tanned body. Tim had pulled off his speedo and answered a short "Hey" while still facing away from Ron.
Ron wanted to put on his normal show for Tim to see if his dick, which he had yet to see since it was facing the wall, would grow like it always seemed inside the speedo when he showed off. But that never happened as Tim never turned around. After taking his time showering and cleaning every inch of his body he turned off the shower and headed for his towel. Tim had still not moved and had water running over his body.
"Dude, you taking a long time to shower. Could ya, you know, towel off because after I'm dried off myself I have to disinfect the room and that's some nasty stuff."
Tim got nervous. "I...I can't, it's...it's impossible."
"Nothing is impossible, just turn off the shower and grab your towel."
"But...but I can't."
Ron got a little upset. He put his own towel over his shoulder, grabbed Tim's towel off the wall and went over to him. When he grabbed the shower handle from the left side Tim quickly turned away and put both his hands in front of his midsection.
"Oh, I see. I mean, I haven't seen but... it's okay, here's your towel. Just finish up, will ya, I...I won't look, I promise."
Ron's own dick has grown semihard as Tim took the towel, put it around his waist and ran out the shower room towards the locker's. Ron died to see what Tim had covered up but conscience made him stay and disinfect to floor.
When he got to his locker, towel around his waist, Tim was sitting on the opposite bench looking towards the lockers. He was already fully dressed but hadn't left. Ron wasn't sure but he thought he heard him cry but didn't know what to say.
"You know, those things happen, it's no problem, really, it's okay."
No answer from Tim as he put his underwear and pants on.
"I used to have the same problem, sometimes, when I was younger, heck, it's still hard now -- literally -- to control him down there."
Tim had a sad but also angry voice as he said: "But I bet you never grew hard in front of a guy because you had a crush on him!"
Ron didn't know what to say as Tim grabbed his bag and ran out. After a few seconds Ron followed but he only saw him bike away.
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