The Swimming Baths

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This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary.

WARNING:

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Always indulge in safe sex.

THE SWIMMING BATHS

"No. Peter dear, Bobby left about twenty minutes ago saying he was going swimming, I thought he would have called for you on the way," my best friend's Grandmother told me when I rang to see if he wanted to go swimming.

I was puzzled by this response, as Bobby had not called round that day and he lived only two minutes away from my house, just round the corner in fact. In the summer this was most unusual as we regularly went swimming if the weather was even halfway reasonable. I went to the window to look out for him but there was no sign of Bobby anywhere. I made up my mind that he must have gone to the swimming baths on his own and, knowing that I would be in contact left a message with his Gran to say that that was where he would be and for her to tell me to meet him there.

I had known Bobby since he was three years old and now he was just nineteen and I a year younger at eighteen. We had been best friends ever since and some people would say we had remained so despite the fact we were so different. The most striking difference was physical. Bobby was well built and muscular, some even thought him a bit of a lumbering oaf, but get him on a rugby team and he was as strong as a horse and at short distances unstoppable. In contrast, I was small and slight and lacked any effective hand-eye coordination. I wore glasses without which I was nearly blind. Another physical difference was that Bobby had strawberry blond hair, a reddish round face and a large bulbous nose. He had bright blue piercing eyes and thick lips. I had very dark curly hair, a squarish face, a short, slightly hooked nose with dark eyes and thin lips. When we were out together, we looked a rather odd couple with Bobby towering above me I was rather better at schoolwork than Bobby and so we made a great pairing. On the other hand, I was able to help my friend with his homework and he protected me. After he had taken his first set of School exams, Bobby had left and got a job, whereas I stayed on to do my A levels and was destined to go to university.

I think that the reason we were such good friends was due to the fact that we avoided three big issues, religion, sport and thirdly sex. Bobby's parents were strong churchgoers in one of the smaller non-conformist protestant groups. My family were non-religious to say the least. Unlike Bobby's grandparents that had been church elders my grandfather had been a Communist and a militant who believed like Marx that religion was `the opium of the people'. Discussing religious beliefs was therefore a taboo subject with Bobby and his family. Much to the disgust of my parents and grandparents, I had gone to Church a few times with Bobby, but found myself more on my family's side of the argument than on that of Bobby. Sport was a second area we steered clear of. Despite his large frame, Bobby was a bit of an athlete, get him on a rugby pitch and he was as strong as a horse in the scrum and at short distances from the try line he was virtually unstoppable. Not only that but my friend was a great swimmer with the ability to cover the water very quickly indeed. Several people had underestimated Bobby's ability in that direction to their ultimate cost. I had learnt to swim at the same time as Bobby but was more of a long distance specialist. Finally, sex was a subject neither of us had ever discussed. In fact, I had never seen Bobby naked and he had never seen me unclothed, despite the fact that we would frequently spend nights at each other's home. I guess we both knew that the other wanked, everybody did that, but as to the size and shape of our manhood, that remained a taboo subject. I guess insofar as we both had sexual needs we either satisfied them ourselves when we were alone or found other means of resolving the urges.

I went to the shed in the garden and got out my bike and decided to follow Bobby down to the swimming baths that were situated less than a mile from my house. I called to my Mum and told her what I was doing and she replied,

"OK, Peter, but don't stay out too late with Bobby. He's got work in the morning and you need to start looking for a temporary job if you're going to have money to live on when you go to University."

"Yes, Mum", I replied, trying to stifle a sigh, before adding, "If Bobby calls round, tell him where I am, but I think he must have gone on ahead already."

I rode down my road, turned left and then right and found myself on the long straight road that ran along the seashore and towards the white concrete building at the far end of the street. This housed the swimming pool. It was an outdoor pool and only opened in the summer months. The water was frequently quite cold but we got used to it and it was cheap and the water was cleaner, less polluted and safer than the sea that lapped the walls at high tide. The entrance was a small door with a turnstile and you paid there for entry either on a daily basis or, like Bobby and me, for the season.

I walked in and saw that it was not too busy. The weather was pleasant but not hot and there were some hardy souls swimming. As I surveyed the scene I quickly noted that Bobby was not among them. To my left was a small seating area and beyond that the changing rooms. The nearest was for women and girls and the one at right angles to that was for men and boys. Sandwiched in between the two was a coffee and snack bar. This was where Bobby and I spent a lot of time chatting before, from time to time, disappearing off to swim a few lengths or dive in off the springboard at the side or from the high platform.

I was already in my swimming things underneath my jeans and t-shirt, so I walked over to the changing rooms, took a basket and went into a cubicle to get undressed. On the way I looked into the snack bar but again there was no sign of Bobby, so I assumed he must have been getting changed as well. It only took a moment and I was stripped and ready to swim. I checked in my basket and towel, went for a quick pee and then stood in the footbath and shower for a moment before walking outside and finding a convenient place to put down my glasses safely. Then I went as quickly as I could to the water's edge and dived in. The shock to the system as the cold water hit me took my breath away for a second but I quickly recovered and began to swim. Without my glasses I could not see very much and usually Bobby would come over the moment he saw me if we were not already together. Today, he didn't appear and I though to myself that this was rather strange, so I clambered out of the water and went back to the place where I had left my glasses. As I put them on, I glanced round at the changing room and thought I saw Bobby disappearing into the door at the far end. I could not be sure because I only just caught a glimpse of him.

I was intrigued. If Bobby was the person I saw there was only one reason for going to that end of the changing room block and it wasn't to get changed! I knew this because about two years ago I had experienced my first sexual encounter at the baths. I had gone swimming on my own because Bobby was away on holiday or something and was standing at the urinal having a pee before going swimming when I first noticed a kid of about my age standing in the corner facing the wall away from the rest of the standing area. At first I assumed he was being shy and did not like the idea of someone watching him while he took a leak. However, I had finished and was washing my hands prior to leaving to go in the water when I noticed he was still standing there. It struck me this was a very long piss but then I detected a slight movement of his arm, which suggested he was not peeing at all. As I walked away I felt my own cock stirring at the thought that the kid might have a hard-on. As I looked back the kid stepped away from the urinal and I could see that he was sporting a small but definite stiffy. The young teenager did not notice me but walked down the length of the changing rooms and into a cubicle near the far end. A moment later an older guy walked in through the other entrance near where the lad had disappeared and went into a cubicle. Intrigued, I decided to investigate and, sure enough, when I got down there, I could see that only one cubicle was occupied. I slipped into the one next door and locked it as quietly as I could. I sat for a moment and could hear a slight rustle and maybe a snatch of whispered conversation. By now I was rock hard and I pulled down my swimming trunks and began to play with my hardening dick.

From next door I heard another sound and could not decide what was going on but I discovered that there was a tiny hole in the wall that had been roughly covered by a small piece of paper. I gently brushed it aside and looked through. What I saw made my now completely hard prick tremble in my hand. The youngster I had seen at the urinal was naked and standing about a foot away from the hole and parallel to it. I got a clear view of the teenager's cock before a mouth appeared and swallowed the whole length of it and then withdrew again. This was the first oral sex scene I had ever watched and my hand began to stroke my cock as I took in what was happening. The older guy was sucking the cock and slowly uncovering the head with each sucking action rolling a bit more foreskin off the pink glans. Finally the man used his hand to completely unsheathe the head before taking it again between his lips. By now the teenager was pushing his cock inside the welcoming mouth and I knew that if he was feeling like I was he would soon be shooting his cum. The boy tapped the sucking man on the head and he looked up at him and sort of nodded but continued his oral action. I heard the teenager breath rapidly and knew that he was unloading his ball cream into the waiting mouth. I shot my spunk at roughly the same time and it splattered hard against the wall of the cubicle. By the time I looked again the teenager was standing wanking the cock of the guy that had sucked him and pointing the end straight at the wall facing me. I watched as the fat head and large piss slit opened wide and fired a volley of jizz at the wall just inches the other side from me. As quickly and quietly as I could I unlocked my cubicle and slipped out, just as the older guy carefully opened his door intending to let the young teenager go. He must have seen me because he shut the door quickly and then opened it again a few seconds later with me still staring at the door. This time, the older man came out and I noted that the door closed quickly behind him and he walked past me and into the toilet area. A few moments later, I saw the youngster emerge from the same door and exit via the entrance at the far end of the changing area.

I saw the teenager walk to the shallow end of the pool and slowly wade into the water and then I lost sight of him as I had taken my glasses off by then in preparation for diving in myself. I resurfaced after my dive and swam towards the end wall and as I touched the side someone bumped into me hard. I moved away muttering an apology, which was reciprocated by someone who sounded rather older than me. I could vaguely make out the shape of the man who came and trod water right close to me. I felt his hand on my thigh and he whispered,

"Did you enjoy the show? Would you like to try it for yourself?"

I tried to bluster but I knew who the man was and his hand was now very close to my cock, which was starting to show signs of arousal. The man knew it too and said,

"In five minutes, I'll be in the third cubicle from the top end of the changing room, the door will be unlocked, follow me in, push it open and join me."

Then the man swam away and left me. My head told me not to go but my cock was already beginning to win the battle. I swam to the ladder at the side, adjusted my bathing trunks to try to hide my hard-on, got out, collected my glasses and walked the long way round the pool. I did not see the other teenager on my travels but I did see the older man disappear into the changing rooms. He walked straight in without looking back and I followed a short distance behind. My heart was beating fast as I approached the entrance and walked inside. There was nobody about at that end of the building and all the cubicle doors were wide open except for the third one. I tentatively pushed open the door and it opened and I walked in. The man was standing just inside the door and closed it quickly as soon as I was clearly inside. I heard the lock click over and I was alone with this older man, who smiled at me as he reached over and caressed the front of my trunks and gently eased one hand up the inside of the leg opening. The man felt my hard-on through the mesh that contained my dick and stopped it from falling out of my trunks. With his other hand, he started to pull the swimwear off until I was fully exposed to his gaze. The older man looked at my dick, standing proudly out in front of me. It was not a bad size although I say it myself. He seemed pleased and whispered as he stroked the length of it,

"Beautiful. I love a circumcised cock on a boy!"

A second later and the head of my dick was between the man's lips and he was licking and sucking on it and giving me the most intense sexual thrill of my life. He let go of my cock for a moment and stood up and he must have noted the look of disappointment on my face because he gave me a reassuring smile and indicated that he was only standing to remove his own swimming trunks. He was as hard as I was but he had a foreskin, which I played with for a few seconds before he pulled away and resumed his oral assault on my own cut prick. This time he sucked the whole length inside his mouth and played with my balls as he dove up and down my rigid shaft. As I had shot a load less than twenty minutes before I was surprised that I began to get ready to cum again so quickly. Nevertheless the balls began to tighten and my breath became shorter and my unknown partner was aware that he was about to receive a second helping of teenager ball cream very soon. I held the man's head as I started to cum and felt my spunk fire out into his mouth and throat as he continued to suck and swallow. I seemed to be cumming for a long time but probably only a few seconds but the intensity of the moment will remain with me forever. Eventually I had to withdraw my dick because it was getting sensitive and I looked down to see my partner wanking hard on his throbbing cock. I leaned against the man and felt for his hand and took over the wanking movement and was soon rewarded by seeing him fire his ball juice all over my stomach and cock. I looked around for something to wipe the sticky spunk up with but to my surprise the man leaned down and licked his cum off me.

I was both exhilarated and exhausted and I slumped down on the narrow bench for a few moments until I had recovered my composure. The older man sat beside me, breathing hard. After a few moments, my anonymous partner indicated that we should get ready to leave and so we pulled up our swimming gear and now, properly dressed, we were ready to go back into the pool area. The man opened the door just a crack to check all was clear and, once he was assured that no one was around, let me out with a gentle but friendly pat on the head and a broad smile. I went back to the water, dived in and swam a few lengths. However it was not long before getting out again, putting on my clothes and cycling home. That night, lying in my bed I re-lived the events of the afternoon as I drifted off to sleep nursing my once-again hard shaft firmly in my hand.

I saw the man a few times after the first incident and we had several more meetings in the cubicle. Each was more or less a replica of the one before. One thing I did note was that if I was in company the man did not even acknowledge me in any way. It was clear that he wanted to have fun with you if you were on your own. Most times I was with Bobby and so nothing happened. As the swimming pool was only open during the summer and closed once the school holidays were over, opportunities to meet my mystery man were infrequent. By the next year, although I was just as keen for more sex action, the man was nowhere to be seen. I was greatly disappointed and had to resort to the more lonely but traditional means of getting gratification through masturbation.

My experience of the past meant that I had a good idea what the young person that I had just seen go into the far end of the changing block was there for. It also meant either that the man I had met two summers ago was back again, or someone else had taken over. Forgetting for a moment that the person I saw might have been Bobby, I was determined to find out whether my suspicions were correct. I waited a short while and there was no sign of anyone coming out of the changing rooms, so I went into the nearest door, an obvious point of entry if one needed the toilets. I looked in the toilet area but it was deserted and there were only two relatively young people standing around in the changing area, talking as they dressed and who were obviously getting ready to go home. I walked past the chattering youngsters and down the line of cubicles, noting that all were empty and had their doors open. All, that is, except the one that stood third from the far end. When I saw that, my heart skipped a beat and I boldly walked into the cubicle next door and quietly locked the door.

I had hoped that as last time I would find a means of checking what was going on next door without revealing my presence, just in case the person in there was merely getting changed. I knelt down and searched for the hole that I had found two years earlier. It was generally known that maintenance at the swimming pool changing area was kept to a minimum, but to my surprise and annoyance, the hole had been filled and a large metal plate had been fixed to the wall to prevent new ones from being created. I had no option other than to stay quiet and listen. I heard nothing that I could identify as indicating the nature of what was going on, but equally there were no signs that anyone was preparing to come out. I decided that my best chance of finding out what was going on next door was to leave the cubicle and go back towards the toilet area and keep watch from there.

As things turned out, I did not have long to wait, which was probably a good thing as hanging around in the toilet area might arouse unnecessary attention. I did not see the door open but caught a glimpse of someone emerging from the cubicle at the far end. I did not recognise the person and, although it was definitely not the man I had met two years before, there was something vaguely familiar about the man. Convinced I had made a terrible mistake I was getting ready to go back outside when a thought struck me. I decided to walk down the cubicles one last time just to check that all the doors were open. I was halfway down when I saw someone else emerging from the cubicle at the far end. This time I knew who it was as Bobby's figure was unmistakable. I decided to take the initiative and called out to him,

"Hey, Bobby, there you are!! I've been looking all over for you. Your Gran said you'd gone swimming. I thought you might have called for me, but as you didn't I decided to follow you."

Bobby looked startled when he heard my voice,

"Oh .. yeah .. sorry, Pete, I meant to call for you but then I wasn't sure that you'd be able to make it tonight so I figured you'd follow me down here if you could."

I nodded and smiled warmly at my friend and wondered if he had noticed the unasked question about why he was so far down the changing room cubicle area and, even more pertinently, what I was doing down there as well. Bobby either hadn't noticed or chose not to offer any explanation and together we went outside to the side of the pool. I scanned the area looking for the other person I had seen but my eyesight was poor even with my glasses on and I did not spot anyone I could be certain was the man. Bobby was standing by the edge of the deepest part of the pool and I gently gave him a little nudge and he lost his balance and fell in causing a huge splash. My friend emerged from his ducking spluttering but laughing and gasped out,

"Just you wait!! I'll get you for that!!"

Laughing I dived into the water and swam away from Bobby as fast as I could but in the full knowledge that he would soon catch me up. My friend achieved his objective just as I reached the shallow end and found myself being dragged by the legs back into the deeper water. I struggled to free myself but knew that it was not going to happen. I tried to keep my head above water for as long as possible but took a deep breath as I realised I was losing the battle. Once underwater, I managed to twist around a bit and was now facing Bobby so that when he let go of my legs I rose out of the water only a foot or so from him. I was struggling to breathe and coughing excess water from my body as I broke the surface and we made our way to the side of the pool. Bobby grinned as I recovered my normal breathing and said,

"Evens!"

I nodded my agreement. I was not greatly bothered with this play fight. I was far more interested in how I could manipulate the situation round to sharing my secret with Bobby. I knew he had been in a cubicle with another man and that, in all probability, they had been having sex together. Bobby was my oldest friend and I loved him like a brother but now we could be so much more but I needed an excuse to bring the subject up. I swam around fro a bit distractedly as I tried to formulate a plan. It was only as I got out of the water and we were preparing to go back inside to change that I realised that I had lost my glasses. In the excitement of pushing Bobby in and the subsequent chase and capture, I had forgotten to take off my specs. I had not noticed the fuzziness of blurred vision because that was normal when I was swimming but once out of the water I realised that my glasses had disappeared. Anxiously I called to Bobby,

"Hey, Bobby, you haven't nicked my glasses have you?"

Bobby came back to me and said,

"No, Pete, I haven't got them, honest. I know how important they are to you."

"Shit", I said, "I must have dropped them in the pool."

"I'll have a quick look for you", Bobby said immediately, "but don't worry if I don't find them because the pool attendant told me they were draining the pool tonight. If they're there, they'll be found and we can pick them up tomorrow."

"Thanks, Bobby. I can use my old pair until then but I do have a problem. I'll need help in the changing rooms." I said.

"Sure thing!" Bobby said cheerfully.

While Bobby looked for my glasses, I also realised that I had identified the mystery partner he had shared the cubicle with. There were two pool attendants and one of them was about forty and he was the man I had seen coming out of the cubicle. I made a mental note to check this guy out for myself next time I was at the pool and he was on duty.

Bobby quickly returned and reported that he had not found my specs and then asked what help I would need getting dressed. I explained that although I could do most things OK, I needed a bit of help with doing things up. Bobby nodded and said,

"We better share a cubicle. It shouldn't be a problem as we've known each other for so long."

I smiled and nodded as I thought to myself that it certainly was not going to be a problem for me especially as I now knew Bobby shared my secret desire for male sex. I let Bobby lead the way and help me collect my clothes from the deposit area and then we walked down the row of cubicles. Half way down, Bobby guided me in through the door and we stood in the cramped area. Once inside I said,

"Better close the door. It'll give us a bit more room."

Bobby accepted my suggestion and closed the door. We were both still pretty cramped but had just enough room to dry ourselves with a towel. Even so there was still not that much room and we kept bumping into each other. I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak and turned at right angles to Bobby and placed one foot on the small bench at the back of the cubicle. I could see Bobby thought this was a good idea as he followed suit immediately. We were now standing side by side with our towels loosely over our bodies. I leaned forward and pulled my swimming trunks off and, as I did so, my towel fell to the ground. For the first time ever I was naked in front of my best friend and I knew he would be checking me out. Even if he wasn't interested in male sex, he would still want to look me over and reassure himself that he was a good size. Bobby moved his head slightly, no doubt to get a better angle for viewing and then he gave a sort of a gasp and blurted out,

"I never knew you were circumcised, Pete."

"Since birth, mate", I replied, trying to sound casual as I added, "How about you?"

"No, still intact. Always thought I'd never want anyone tampering with me there but I have to admit it looks good on you!" Bobby replied.

"Why, thank you, kind sir. From what I can see of you, your cock looks pretty good as well. I bet it's huge when you get a hard-on", I said playfully and ran a finger sensuously over the dark blue exposed head of my prick, but wondering if I was going too far too fast.

I need not have worried because Bobby's reaction was to give his cock a few rapid wank strokes that brought it fully to life. The sight of his large pale pink cock with its bright red glans poking through the end of the foreskin was enough to start my rather smaller dick into full erection mode. As my friend removed his hand I could make out his massive hard-on and I gave out a gasp,

"Wow!! That really is enormous!!"

I now knew that Bobby was big everywhere and I stepped back off the bench and turned slightly so that I could get a better look. At the same time, Bobby did something similar and the ends of our two cocks touched. I felt a bolt of electric excitement rush through me at that moment and, by the look in Bobby's eye, he had a similar experience. I leaned back against the wall of the cubicle breathing hard and trying to focus on my friend's beautiful cock. Bobby moved closer and looked straight into my eyes seeking a response. I hoped against hope that what my expression was reflecting was my desire for him to go further. He must have got the message because, casting caution to the wind, Bobby took hold of my prick as well as his own and started wanking them in unison. I let out a soft moan of pleasure as I felt my oldest friend's hand playing with my raging erection. All the time he was doing this, Bobby never lost eye contact with me all the time that he was grinding our two cocks together in his palm. I was getting excited and knew that it would only take a few more moments of this treatment before I would be ready to cum. Bobby sensed this and, still looking me in the eye, released his grip and slid gently down onto his knees and opened his mouth to take the engorged head of my cock in between his lips. Again I moaned with pleasure as my best friend swallowed the hard length of my penis into his mouth and ran his tongue around the sensitive underside. I could just make out his mouth and face as he bobbed up and down on my erection. The most exciting moment came when Bobby removed his lips completely and I could just make out a number of strands of saliva mixed with pre-cum stretching from his lips to the very wet and oozing piss slit. By now my spunk was beginning to boil and my balls tightened as they prepared to sent it on its way to the outside world. Bobby's eyes were aglow with excited anticipation when he realised that I was about to shoot my load. My oldest friend worked his lips and tongue to fullest effect and received his due reward when I blasted several volleys of hot ball cream into his warm and welcoming mouth. Bobby swallowed all I had to offer and never spilt a drop.

I had noticed that as he sucked me, Bobby had been playing with his cock, gently rolling the foreskin on and off the pink glans, but I wanted to finish him myself. I did not think that I could return the favour and suck his massive dick into my mouth and Bobby sensed this too. My friend stood back up and moved even closer until he was pressing me against the wall and himself against my stomach. I could feel the warmth of his massive dick against my stomach skin and tried to insinuate my hand so that I could wank him, but Bobby had other ideas. My oldest friend began to move his shaft up and down my skin and pressed hard against me until I finally felt him begin to tremble. The rigidity of his body against mine meant that I experienced Bobby's orgasm as intensely as he did. His breathing became shallower and the thrusting became faster until he suddenly went still and then with a great sigh he shot his spunk all over my stomach and chest. I felt his massive tool throb and spit out the cum for what seemed like an infinity. Finally the twitching stopped and Bobby eased the pressure by stepping back a short distance but still remained very close. I reached down to pick up a towel to start cleaning off the sticky goo from my body, but Bobby stopped me and, to my amazement, leaned down and licked the spunky residue off me.

After that, the pair of us continued to dry ourselves and got dressed as quickly as possible as it was nearly time for the swimming pool to close. Before we left, we reported my lost glasses to the ticket office and they confirmed that they would most probably be found when the pool was drained. I was told to return the following day to collect them. Bobby helped me home, pushing our bikes as I could not see well enough to ride. We walked in comparative silence and unspoken thought passing through each of our minds which was the question of why we had never done anything like this before. When we got to my house, Bobby looked at me closely and said suggestively,

"Shall we go swimming again tomorrow night after you've collected your glasses or, better still, before?"

"Sure thing", I replied with a grin, "I'm sorry we have to wait for so long!!"

That night in bed I thought about all the missed opportunities I had had with Bobby and determined I would not miss out on any more and I was pretty sure Bobby wouldn't want to either. I also determined that I would try to get my best friend to tell me more about the pool attendant he had been having fun with earlier in the evening and maybe suggest that we might all three of us have a get together. With that happy thought warming my body and especially my dick, I drifted off to sleep.

Bobby came round to my house very early the next morning. I was up but not dressed when he called. My Mum took the message and came into the kitchen, where I was eating my breakfast. One look at her face and I could tell that she was not very pleased,

"What's all this about you losing your new glasses at the swimming pool last night, Peter?"

"Well", I replied, trying to make light of the situation, "I did not actually lose them, they fell into the water. I just forgot to take them off before I jumped in, that's all."

"You really are a very careless boy, Peter", my Mum responded angrily, "Those glasses cost a lot of money and you've dropped them in the swimming pool where they could be lost for days! Even if they do find them they could be broken or damaged by a swimmer stepping on them. I'm extremely annoyed with you for being so careless!"

"But Mum", I protested, "They were going to drain the pool last night, we reported the glasses missing straight away and Bobby even tried to find them, but there wasn't much time. However, the man we spoke to said that we should not worry about it and the chances are we should get them back tonight."

"I hope so, Peter, I really do", my Mum was calmer now, "But if they're damaged or broken you'll have to pay for them to be repaired. You can use some of the money from your holiday job and I hope that will teach you to be more careful in future. Talking of the job, you'd better hurry up aren't you due for your interview today."

"Yes, Mum, but it's not till half past ten." I replied.

"Hurry up anyway and go and see if your Gran needs anything." My Mum said, still trying to sound annoyed, but not doing it very well.

I took my opportunity to change the subject and asked,

"By the way, did Bobby say anything else?"

"Yes, Bobby said that he would see you round his house at six tonight and then you could go together to the swimming baths from there, collect your glasses hopefully and go swimming if there's time. If all works out I don't want you out late tonight. OK?" My Mum replied.

I nodded my agreement, anxious to avoid any further problems. I was not best pleased that Bobby had dropped me in it. I had hoped to get away with not telling my Mum about the lost glasses, but Bobby coming round had spoilt that. I was annoyed as well because my best friend lives further away from the swimming pool than I do and I could not understand why he wanted me to go round to his house that night.

After I checked on my Gran, who lives in a small apartment attached to our main house, and found that she was fine and did not need anything, I went to have a shower and get dressed. Standing in the shower my annoyance with Bobby subsided as I realised that one reason why he might me round at his house could be that we would have the chance to be alone there and continue where we had left off the night before. As the water from the shower rained down on my body, I fantasised about his big cock and how much I wanted to see and touch it again. This thought made my dick harden and I began to relieve the pressure in the time-honoured way, which eventually resulted in my spraying the walls of the shower with a thick wad of spunk.

After I had got fully dressed, my Mum gave me a pep talk about how to behave at the interview for my holiday job. As all I was going to be was a glorified coffee boy in a solicitor's firm, it did not require much skill to land the job and the interview wasn't even with the person I would be working for because he was too busy. The secretary asked me a number of questions and clearly I passed muster as she told me I could start the four-week employment the following day. My parents and Gran were all pleased to hear the news and said that we would go out for dinner the following Saturday to celebrate.

Sitting at home waiting for six o'clock to come round was a drag, but Gran made me a nice tea and then I went up to my room to change for swimming. Soon after that I was pedalling my bike round to Bobby's house. I turned the corner into my friend's road and noticed a strange car parked outside his house. Again I was confused as it was clear the house would not be empty after all. I rang the bell and Bobby's Gran came to the door and said,

"Oh, hello Peter dear, Bobby and his friend are in the front room waiting for you."

I was amazed that Bobby had brought someone else to the house at the same time that we were die to go swimming together. To my mind, a third party would certainly ruin the chances of a repeat performance in the changing cubicles, as Bobby and I could hardly go ion together and leave the third person standing outside. I walked into the room and there was my best friend sitting in a chair talking animatedly to a lad about a year or so older than we were. The stranger was tall and thin, with fair hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion. I could feel my dick getting hard just looking at him and the thought of him naked was enough to make me glad my swimming shorts were roomy enough to contain my hard-on. Bobby beamed at me as I came into the room and said,

"Hi, Peter, I'd like you to meet Eric Edwards. Eric works at the same place that I do and that's his car out there. He said he'd like to come swimming with us tonight and drive us down there in his car. Hope that's OK with you?"

I shook Eric's hand and said,

"Of course it is!"

Bobby beamed ever more and left Eric and I together while he went and told his Gran we were all ready to go off to the swimming baths. I took the opportunity to check Eric out a bit more and noticed that he was doing much the same to me. I felt a twitch in my groin at the thought that we might have a kindred spirit amongst us. Before I could make any further move to find out if my suspicion could be confirmed, Bobby returned and, very soon after that, we were driving towards the swimming pool with Eric and my best friend in the front and me, as the smallest, squashed in the back.

We paid at the entrance and then I went off to the lost property office to find out if my glasses had been found, fortunately they had been and not only that but they were undamaged. Greatly relieved, I then returned to the changing block just in time to see Bobby and Eric coming away from the toilet area and preparing to go into the water. Bobby as usual had on a pair of loose fitting trunks but Eric was wearing a very tight pair of speedos, which I could see bulged in all the right places and left little to the imagination. My friends waited while I quickly changed, went to the toilet and joined them at the poolside. After that, we all had a good fun time messing around in the water, However, it was a warm sunny night and the pool was crowded so we could not get up to too many tricks. The large number of people meant that the changing room area was likely to be crowded when we went back there, so there would be little chance of any fun in the cubicles either. I was, however, a little surprised when Bobby came over to me after we had been in the water for less than thirty minutes and said,

"Shall we go and get changed now? Eric's asked us back to his place."

I nodded enthusiastically and my best friend gave my crotch a gentle and encouraging squeeze by way of confirmation that our visit to Eric's house would be for more than just a cup of tea and a chat. When we got to the changing area it was as I had expected full of people but we eventually found three cubicles that were empty and Eric, Bobby and I disappeared into one and dried ourselves and got changed back into our day clothes. I took a decision as I was dressing to leave off my underwear and just put on my jeans and T-shirt ready for action when we got to back to Eric's house. I was the first to emerge from the cubicles but I did not have long to wait as Bobby and then Eric also came out fully dressed a few minutes later. We walked briskly out of the pool entrance and across the road to our new friend's car and got in. I had no idea how far we would be going, but fortunately it was not a great distance. I was pleased because, although I am quite small, even I found the cramped conditions in the back if the car very uncomfortable. After a ten-minute drive, Eric turned into a small road and parked outside a house that was completely dark.

Eric led us into the house and indicated that a main room, which was furnished with some easy chairs, was where we were to go. As we entered the room, our new friend asked Bobby and me whether we wanted a drink, but we both said we were fine so Eric came over to where we were sitting and joined us. In a quiet tone, our host said,

"Well, I think we all know why we're here, so shall we go somewhere more comfortable and more suitable for what we all have in mind?"

Bobby nodded and stood up and I could see that his jeans were tenting in front as his massive cock rose to full erection. Eric smiled at this sight and gently brushed his hand against the front of my best friend's clothing making contact with his dick shaft and balls. Not to be outdone I stood close by as well and felt a warm rush as Eric's hand slid across and fondled my smaller, but equally hard, cock and balls. I reached out and fondled Eric's bulging jeans and found that like us he was as hard as a rock underneath his clothing. Although no expert I guessed that this new friend's dick was about the same size as my own.

Without another word, we all followed Eric up to his bedroom, the central feature of which was a large double bed. When we were all inside the room and the curtains had been drawn, our host again took charge and said,

"Why don't we get more comfortable and show each other what we're made of?"

I needed no second invitation and immediately reached over to unzip Eric's jeans and he began to remove Bobby's T-shirt. I felt inside the opening hole at the front of Eric's jeans and found that he, like me, had no underwear on and I immediately made contact with the silky flesh of a rock hard cock shaft. Exploring further, I felt first the hairy balls that lay underneath the shaft and then moved my hand up towards the tip and discovered that he was circumcised. As I had previously guessed, Eric's cock was roughly as big as mine but a little thicker around the shaft. I gently squeezed the velvety spongy head of Eric's prick as I pulled it clear of his clothing. Unlike my cut cock, which had a small amount of surplus skin that bunched just under the ridge of the head, Eric's cock head was like an arrow head extension of his shaft and the glans were a darker purple than my own rather pink variety. By now, Bobby had started to unzip me and was fishing out my cut cock and revealing my tool for inspection by Eric, who gave it a nod of approval and gently wanked it with one hand. With his free hand, our new friend began releasing Bobby's massive cock from its constricting clothing. With a large sigh from my best friend, his dick appeared and, now that all three of us were fully exposed, we quickly explored each other to the full.

It was clear that this was not the first time that Eric had seen Bobby's large, thick uncut cock, but he still purred with pleasure as he stroked the length and girth and gently eased back the foreskin to reveal the sensitive glans that it protected. I joined in and together we fondled and played with Bobby's cock and balls as my best friend completed his undressing. Within seconds, Bobby was completely naked and urging Eric and I to complete our own striptease. My best friend lay on the bed watching as Eric and I got rid of our remaining clothing and climbed up alongside him.

Earlier that day I had decided that I was going to try to get at least some of Bobby's cock into my mouth and suck him like he had sucked me the day before. Eric had a similar notion and we moved down either side of my best friend's body until our mouths and tongues converged on our mutual goal. Eric's tongue worked its way up Bobby's stiff shaft and he began to lick the large piss slit as I worked my tongue down the other side and found one of my horny friend's massive balls, which I slowly took between my lips. Bobby moaned in response to the oral treatment he was receiving,

"Oh yeah!! Suck my dick!! Eat my balls!! Don't either of you stop doing what you're doing, unless it's to change places!!"

As if it was an order, Eric began to remove his mouth and tongue from the top of Bobby's cock, licking round the sensitive area of the piss slit before teasing the frenum with his tongue. As Eric moved down towards my best friend's large balls, I moved in the opposite direction until my mouth was level with the top of the sensitive exposed head of my best friend's dick. My tongue made contact with the piss slit just as a large globule of pre-cum formed there and I happily licked the greasy liquid onto my tongue as Bobby guided my head gently down with his hand so that I was forced to take some of the massive cock head between my lips. I only hoped that I was doing it right as my jawbone was stretched to the limit by the massive tool. I think I must have not disgraced myself because my best friend's moaning increased with every second that Eric and I worked on Bobby's cock and he finally gasped out,

"Yeah, Pete, take my sticky dick head between your sweet lips!! Suck both my balls for me Eric!! Wank the shaft!! Please!! Don't stop!!"

It was clear that it would not be very long before Bobby was on the point of blasting his ball cream and I was anxious to taste it. However I also wanted to share the moment and the taste with Eric and I tried to communicate this wish to my friend who was busily sucking Bobby's balls and wanking his cock shaft. Eric must have got my intention because he slowly moved his head away from sucking my best friend's balls and, as the two great orbs tightened and the shaft began to swell, he gently ran his tongue up towards the bulging head, again teasing the frenum. Meanwhile my tongue was caressing Bobby's piss slit and I knew that it would only be a matter of seconds before he shot his spunk into my mouth. I heard my best friend give a kind of a gasp and then I felt something hit the roof of my mouth as he reached his orgasm. Greedily I lapped up the first two shots of cum before making way for Eric who took the next three smaller volleys of spunk and then, together, as the amount of ball juice reduced to just a few drops, we lapped up the remainder until Bobby indicated that he wanted us to stop as his glans were too sensitive.

I looked down at my own dick and realised that it was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum and that the exposed head was greasy and slick. I also noted that Eric's cock was in a similar state. I was just preparing to suck my new friend's cock in between my lips and hoped that he would return the favour, when Bobby showing remarkable powers of recovery intervened again and said,

"Wow, thanks guys, that was amazing!! Having two mouths on my dick was the best ever!! Give me a minute and then I'd like to have you both fuck me, one at the front and the other at the back!! Eric will you slide that greasy cock of yours up my hole while I suck Pete's prick between my lips?"

Although I was disappointed that I would not have the chance to suck Eric's prick I was delighted by Bobby's alternative. I got to gently squeeze and wank my new friend while we waited for my best friend to get himself prepared. A few moments later Bobby indicated that he was happy to start again and so we arranged ourselves in such a way that my best friend could be stuffed at both ends by two very hard, very greasy, cut pricks. From the way he seemed to know what to do, I realised that this was not the first time that Eric had invaded my best friend's tight love channel and I watched excitedly as the soft velvety head of Eric's dick made contact with the puckered entrance, became engaged and then slowly entered. The head and shaft pushed further and deeper inside until it had completely disappeared. All the time that Eric's cock was entering his welcoming hole, Bobby was gazing up at me with a look of pleasure and lust on his face. Then, as soon as he was comfortable, my best friend turned towards me and looked up at me with desire in his eyes and opened his mouth wide as I guided my cock towards his welcoming lips. The feeling of the warm mouth on my dick was just as good the second time as the first and I groaned with pleasure as my best friend, never once taking his eyes off my face, swallowed my hard shaft into his mouth and down his throat. As my prick disappeared inside the warm mouth, I cried out with pleasure,

"Oh that's so good!! Yes, Bobby, suck my prick!! Make me cum!!"

At my best friend's rear entrance, Eric's dick was moving rhythmically in and out of Bobby's welcoming love channel and the horny teen was groaning loudly,

"Oh yes, take my cock up your tight warm hole!! It feels soo good inside you!! I feel as though I belong here, but I can't keep this up for too long!!"

I leaned over Bobby's back to get a better view of Eric's cock appearing and disappearing inside Bobby's hole and the sight made me shiver with excitement as I realised that this was the first time I had ever seen a guy being fucked. The effect of watching Eric's cock invading my best friend's hole had the effect of making me feel hornier than I had ever felt before, and within seconds the telltale signs of impending orgasm started developing in my balls. Although I would have like to hold out longer I knew that I was fighting a losing battle. Bobby recognised the signs and intensified his oral assault on my prick and especially on the exposed head and piss slit. I felt my balls rise and tighten and the wonderful tingle of excitement as my cream began the journey that would lead to it exploding out of my cock head and onto Bobby's waiting tongue and down his throat. Unable to control events any more, I relaxed and allowed nature to take over and, as I delivered a series of spunk volleys into my best friend's greedy mouth, I groaned,

"Oh fuck, Bobby!! Yes!! .. Here .. I .. cum!!! .. Here .. I .. cum!!"

Bobby was rocking backwards and forwards thrusting his mouth along the full length of my shaft until his face was buried in my pubes and then pushing back in order to meet the inward stroke as Eric fucked his love channel. Our new partner saw what was happening to me and called out, breathlessly,

"That's it, Bobby, .. take your best friend's creamy load!! I'm almost .. there too!! I'm going to cream your insides .. with my jizz any second now!! .. Squeeze my prick tightly with your arse muscles, Bobby!! .. Feel the shaft throbbing .. and twitching deep inside you!! .. That's it!! Here .. cums .. your .. second .. load!! Yeah .. Oh .. Yeah .. Yeah!!"

Eric's body tensed and then relaxed as all the energy went into his balls and cock and his cum began to spray deep inside Bobby's welcoming hole. By this time my own cock had softened and was becoming too sensitive so I allowed it to slip out from between my best friend's lips and I lay back on the bed in a position to watch the remaining action. Having let go of my softening dick, Bobby now had the opportunity to say something for the first time in a while,

"Thanks, Pete!! I love the taste of your juicy ball cream sliding on my tongue and down my throat!! .. I also love the feel of Eric's prick .. deep inside me filling me with .. his slimy cum!! I'm so turned on .. I'm ready to shoot .. a second load myself!!"

Eric had finally subsided and he was breathing heavily from his efforts as he slowly begun to withdraw his spent dick from Bobby's hole. Once it had plopped out the exhausted partner lay back on the bed. I was too tired to try to finish Bobby off with my mouth, so I reached down and took hold of his cock shaft, which was slimy with pre-cum. It only took a few strokes before my friend was gasping and groaning and I was rewarded with the feel of his massive shaft expanding and contracting as Bobby fired second load of love juice all over my fingers and onto the bedclothes beneath him. I pulled my hand free and licked some of the spunk off my fingers with my tongue and then offered the rest to Bobby and Eric, who each slurped up the creamy jizz. I finished the remainder and then we all lay back on the bed to recover from our exertions. My best friend lay in the middle of the bed with me on one side of him and Eric on the other and we dozed quietly for a few minutes before I realised the time and said,

"We'd better be going. My Mum will be expecting me back shortly after the swimming pool closed, which was twenty minutes ago! She was annoyed about my glasses last night. I don't want any more trouble tonight, especially as I start work tomorrow. Sorry, guys, but I really am going to have to go right now!!"

Bobby and Eric reluctantly agreed to my request and we all got off the bed together. I noticed that my best friend's cock, now fully covered with the protective foreskin, was beginning to show signs of hardening again and so too was Eric's cut cock, which had started looking as though it would soon be available for another round. I would have liked to stay and suck both of their cocks and have my own dick given oral treatment from Eric but time was against us. However, we all realised that we would have to get dressed and postpone another round to another day. Before we left the house and Eric drove us back to close to where Bobby live, the three of us agreed that this had been a great evening and vowed that it would not be long before we repeated the experience.

I got home just before my parents would have started to stress out or get angry and explained that after the swimming I had popped in to Bobby's house to borrow a CD and he could not find it. as soon as I could I escaped to my bedroom and got ready for bed. As with the previous night I lay back and waited for sleep to come and, as I did so, memories of the excitement of having sex with Bobby and Eric flooded into my brain and transmitted themselves to my prick, which dutifully hardened and demanded attention before I could relax enough to finally become unconscious.

To my surprise I was up bright and early the next morning and was even ahead of the time my Mum said that she would be ready to give me a lift. My Gran was also there to see me off but my Dad had left, as usual, some time before I surfaced. The drive to town was a relatively short one but I noticed my Mum checking me out to ensure that I was appropriately dressed for my job. She caught my eye and said,

"You look fine, Peter and I'm glad to see you have your glasses back and that they are in one piece, despite your carelessness."

"Thanks, Mum", I replied, carefully deciding not to re-open the subject of my lost spectacles at this early hour and, to my surprise, Mum chose not to go any further with the subject either. We arrived at the end of the pedestrian precinct in the middle of which was the office where I was to work so my Mum stopped the car and let me out. As I closed the car door, she called out,

"Good luck, Peter! I hope that the day goes well!"

I smiled and waved an acknowledgement and then walked the rest of the way, arriving at the door of the Office about five minutes early. The woman on reception looked at me and I told her my name and why I was there and she replied,

"Ah yes, the new temp! You're a bit keen aren't you?"

I explained that my Mum had given me a lift and her work was further away at the other end of town so that was why I was early. The receptionist nodded and led me through to another room where I was given a temporary pass to get into the Offices which had a security system fitted. Fully armed with my swipe card, I was led upstairs to the office where I was to work. Once again, Mr Graham Moss was not there to greet me, but the same secretary that had interviewed me and whose name I could not remember was. Eventually I realised that her name was Marge and that she was the person from whom I would get my instructions. My main duties appeared to be to do a mountain of photocopying and make endless cups of tea and coffee for clients, fellow employees and, the unseen, Mr Moss.

I did not find the work very taxing but the day went surprisingly quickly and before I new it I was on my way back home. After I had told the story of my day to the family and had something to eat I said that I would pop round to see Bobby, but my Mum said,

"I'm sorry, Peter, I clean forgot. Bobby's Mum rang. He's not in tonight or tomorrow and then they are all away for the weekend, but she said he asked her to tell you he'd see you again on Monday."

I tried to hide my disappointment and wondered where Bobby had gone. I also wondered whether Eric might turn up at the swimming pool even if my best friend had gone away. I decided to take a chance and go on my own. Unlike the previous night, it was cold and wet and the pool was virtually deserted. There was no sign of Eric and not much in the way of interesting people around at all, but I decided to hang on for a while, swim a few lengths and then go home. I took my time but there was no sign of anyone so I decided to get out of the water. I was cold and wanted a hot drink from the snack bar before I got changed. The snack bar was heated and I felt better the moment I got inside and ordered my cup of tomato soup. The place was deserted apart from an elderly lady behind the bar, who made no conversation after I had paid for my drink. Despite being the only person in the place, I lingered over the soup before finally leaving and making my way to the changing rooms.

I collected my clothes and, on a whim, decided to walk down to the far end of the cubicles to the place where I had had my first sexual encounter. I did not go in through the usual door behind which sex took place, but walked into the one just before it and closed the door. I checked the walls but could see no sign of a hole. Slowly, I peeled off my wet swimming trunks and wrapped the towel around my waist and started to dry my groin. The warmth and comfort of the towelling began to bring sensation and life back to my prick, which responded to the touch by leaping into hardness. I allowed the towel to slip down and stood naked, looking down at the rock hard erection that bounced in front of my stomach. I closed my eyes and, recalling, my adventures in the cubicles and the fun I had so recently enjoyed with Bobby and Eric, I began to toss myself off slowly and sensuously.

I had not been wanking long when I was disturbed by a sound coming from the cubicle next door. I stopped what I was doing and listened for a moment straining to catch what was going on. I realised there was a small gap at the bottom of the partition and that if I leant down I might just see something. I squatted down and was amazed to see that there was a small pool of water on the floor next door that had spread into my cubicle. As I looked in the pool I got a perfect reflection of a hand wanking a dick. It did not strike me immediately but suddenly I realised, if I could see the stranger playing with his cock, if he had done the same as I had and squatted down, he would have seen me! I could not tell how old the person was next door from the reflection and I wondered if it was the guy I had originally met a couple of years before. The only way to be certain would be to stand on the bench and try to sneak a look into next door. I made my mind up and did just that. I stood on the bench and moved quietly towards the partition wall and, to my surprise, came face to face with someone doing exactly the same thing on the other side! We both did a double take and stepped back, but by now it was too late. The person next door and I had both seen each other and it was only a matter of time before one of us did something. To my surprise, I took the initiative and slipped the towel loosely around my waist, opened my door and walked to the adjacent cubicle and tapped gently on the door. The door opened at once and I stepped inside. I immediately recognised the person standing there naked. It was the pool attendant I had seen with Bobby just a few days previously.

Feeling overdressed, I let my towel slip off and stood in front of the pool attendant now as naked as he was. The man standing in front of me was in his early forties, quite tall, with dark hair and dark eyes. The rest of his body was completely hairless including the area around his groin. The dick that sprang from the stranger's body was very long and thin and, to my surprise and delight, was circumcised. Although I was aware from observations of my contemporaries at school that a larger section of the older generation had been circumcised than was the case of my age group, I thought it amazing that of the most recent people I had had sex with two of them had been cut and only Bobby was still intact.

As I was checking him out, the stranger was giving me the once over as well and he seemed to approve from the large smile that lit up his face. I moved closer and reached out to grab hold of the hard cock that was bobbing in front of me. Although I was worried by its length I was certain that I could get the head and some of the cock shaft into my mouth and give it a good sucking. I knelt down and let my tongue lick the underside of the long, hard erection, pulling it down slightly so that it would slip between my lips. I looked up at the man and he seemed to nod encouragement and then he gasped as my lips brushed the tip of his exposed head. There was a further soft moan when I gently parted my lips to allow it to pass into my waiting mouth.

I held the shaft about half way down and allowed the rest to enter my mouth until I felt the gag reflex kick in and then gradually withdrew it from between my lips. I repeated this action several times and each time received an encouraging pat on the head and a gentle groan of pleasure. As I was working my lips and mouth up and down the shaft and teasing the piss slit with my tongue, the man whispered to me,

"Put your finger up my hole, please!! Finger fuck me as you suck!!"

I instinctively knew what to do and my finger quickly found the puckered hole and inserted my index finger, which was greased only with a small amount of pre-cum from my own oozing prick. This action brought a further quiet moan of pleasure from the man I was sucking and, encouraged by the response, I tried successfully to insert a second finger. The reaction was amazing! The man began to push his dick faster in and out of my mouth as I tried to hold his rock hard firmly with my lips. The cock was twitching and expanding with each thrust and I realised that the man was about to shoot his load. The breathing above me became increasingly fast and ragged as we both fought to prolong the pleasurable experience but all to no avail. The man held my head still as his piss slit opened wide and I received a copious amount of spunk straight into my mouth before it slid down my throat. I swallowed hard and eagerly, anxious not to allow any spillage and was pleased with my efforts as I managed to consume everything that the man had to offer, even licking the last dribbling stream of jizz as he withdrew the softening shaft from between my lips. As his cock plopped out, the stranger smiled at me and whispered,

"Thanks, that was great!!"

The excitement of what was happening had all but brought me to the point of orgasm as well so I sat back on my heals and reached down to grasp my engorged dick but the man stopped me and whispered,

"Don't waste it!! I want you to fuck me and cum inside my tight hole!!"

The man produced a condom from inside his bag and with one simple movement encased my aching cock in the protective covering. Turning his back to me, the stranger braced himself against the bench at the back of the cubicle, spread his legs and revealed the entrance to his welcoming hole. I quickly guided my rock hard dick to the spot and nudged up against it. To my amazement, the entrance opened up before me and within a matter of seconds the head of my cock was buried inside the man, along with much of the shaft. I pushed again and felt my balls slap against the man's arse cheeks, receiving a quiet grunt of approval as I did so. Remembering how Eric had fucked Bobby with slow and deliberate strokes in and out, I began to pull out and then push back in again. It did not take me long to realise that I was too far gone for this to go on for much longer. I could feel my balls churning and my breath was getting shorter so I drove in one last time and held my cock in place. Sensing that I was about to cum, the man clenched his arse muscles and gripped me tightly and I nearly passed out as the intensity of the orgasm overwhelmed me. My piss slit widened and ropes of spunk shot out into the well of the condom, but both the stranger and I could feel the intensity of the moment. I had just completed my first fuck!

I slumped against the man's back as the intense moment slowly subsided and my cock began to soften and slip out from the depths of the stranger's insides. The man looked round and whispered,

"Thanks!! I needed that!! Next time, you will last longer and it will be even better for both of us!!"

I nodded and mouthed a `thank you' back but was still too overcome with emotion to speak. As soon as my prick had fully left his body, the man spun round and gently and carefully pulled the condom off my cock and put it up to his lips and sucked out the contents swallowing the lot with a cheerful smile on his face. As I watched him my cock, which had not completely softened, grew hard again and I wanked it a few times before I reached a second orgasm, this time spraying a modest amount of jizz onto the cubicle floor. The man watched this performance in amused silence and nodded approvingly as I shot my second load.

As I recovered from the excitement of two orgasms within a few minutes of each other, the stranger started to get dressed and I watched as he put on his clothes, leaving his cock tantalisingly visible for as long as possible. It was only as he completed dressing that I realised that my clothes were still in the cubicle next door. I indicated this fact with my thumb and the stranger indicated with a smile that he understood. After I had wrapped the towel around my body, the man unlocked the door, opened it wide enough just to check that all was well, nodded to me and let me out. I quickly went into the next cubicle, sat on the bench and began to get dressed. By the time I had finished and was ready to leave, the man had disappeared. I felt somewhat deflated that he had disappeared without us making an arrangement to meet again.

I left the changing room and walked towards the exit and had reached the turnstile when I heard someone coming up just behind me. I looked round and to my delight saw it was the stranger, who smiled and whispered as he caught up with me,

"You didn't think I'd let you go without making another date, did you?"

I tried to pretend that the thought had never even crossed my mind but it was clear that it had so I said,

"Well, no, especially as I recognise you as one of the pool attendants. I've seen you around the pool and so I thought I could easily make contact with you here!"

"Does that mean, you'd like to see me again?" the stranger said.

I grinned and said,

"Yes, indeed. By the way, I think you also know my best friend. He's got the biggest uncut cock I've ever seen and I saw him coming out of the cubicle where we were today a few days ago. I also saw you come out of there too."

"You know that kid as well!! He's amazingly big, nearly ripped me in half!! Maybe we could have a threesome one day?" the man said quietly.

We were outside the swimming pool area now and in the street so our conversation was in hushed tones, but I rounded off the chat by saying,

"Yeah!! That would be fun!!"

I decided against adding that a foursome might have even more possibilities. The older man seemed genuinely pleased and, as we reached his rather good new car, he asked

"Want a lift home anywhere?"

I shook my head and indicated to my new older friend that I was walking the short distance to my home and that it was in the opposite direction to the way he was heading. The man smiled and said goodbye and thanked me again and I thanked him and went off home. I avoided too many questions about the swimming when I got home, told my parents that the events of the day had tired me out and said that I w as off to bed. I overheard my Mum tell my dad that she thought I was doing too much and that, as the work was good for me, I would have to cut down on my leisure activities. Vowing not to allow my tiredness show again, I retired to my room and tumbled into bed.

The next morning everything was something of a rush. I overslept and only just got downstairs in time to catch my Mum before she left. In the car Mum fretted about how tired I looked but I assured her I would be OK once I got into a routine. I had been tired the day before I explained because a full day's work had been a shock to the system but I was used to doing more when I was at school and I still expected to be able to work and have fun at the same time. My Mum said that she and Dad would reserve judgement on that matter but at least she did not say an absolute `no'.

The day at the Office was much as the first one had been. All except for what happened right at the end of the day. I had been asked to photocopy a huge document and, needless to say, in the middle of doing this big job, the machine jammed. I was scrambling about trying to fix it when Marge came by and said,

"I have to go early tonight. When you've fixed the machine and finished copying the document, take it to Mr Moss' office and leave it on his desk. He'll be in later and he wants that before he goes home."

I grunted my agreement unable to say much as I was straining to clear the jammed paper. This took a few more minutes but was eventually sorted and I completed my task. I gathered the copies up together and carried them into the empty solicitor's office. I had just laid the pile on the table when I caught a movement in the doorway and looked up. I froze. Standing in the doorway was a man I recognised, my employer was none other than the stranger, who was the pool attendant I had fucked the night before. My employer was equally surprised but recovered quickly and, after closing the door, said,

"If I had known that the young man who fucked me last night was working in my Office and went under the name of Peter the temp, I would have been even more delighted than I was already!"

I had just about recovered and I laughed in reply and said,

"If I'd known who I was going to work for, I would have asked for more money and a longer period of temporary work! I'm always happy to be of service to people who appreciate me!"

Graham Moss beamed at me, stepped forward and, having placed one hand on my crotch, deftly unzipped my fly with the other. My dick rose to meet the invading hand and I felt my employer grasp hold of the engorging shaft and start to wank it. Checking that the office door was firmly locked and that no one could come in, Graham Moss removed my dick from my trousers and took it firmly between his lips and sucked me into his mouth. Wanking the shaft with one hand and sucking the head and teasing the piss slit with his mouth and tongue, Graham soon had me on the verge of exploding. I had just enough time to moan aloud and whisper,

"Don't stop!! I'm .. cum .. mm .. ing!!!"

The solicitor clamped his mouth over the engorged cock head as I shot my ball cream into his waiting mouth. The first shot hit the roof of his mouth and this first salvo was followed by several more rounds of jizz landing on his tongue and sliding down his throat. I held onto Graham's head as I fired my ball juice into his gobbling mouth and only let go when all I had to offer was completely gone. Graham stood up and thanked me and I reached down to grab hold of his dick and repay the pleasure, but he stopped me saying that he had a client due at any moment and that I would have to go. However, my employer, noting the disappointment in my face, added that next time we met he would save up two good amounts of spunk for me to release from his balls. I left the Office feeling really pleased and determined to hold Graham to his promise.

I was rather later home than usual and my parents asked if everything was OK. I told her that it was and that I had a job to finish before I left the Office and the machine had broken which had delayed me further. My Mum was concerned that the delay might have upset my employer but I reassured her that he seemed very pleased with my efforts. My Dad asked whose office I was in and, when I told him the name of my employer, he said,

"Yes, I've heard about Graham Moss! He's a bit of a weirdo, isn't he? He's supposed to work strange hours and hardly ever comes into the office when other people are there. Does a lot of his business from home. I also heard that he was once a champion swimmer and that he still volunteers to be a pool attendant at the local baths. I don't suppose you've ever seen him there have you?"

I wondered if my Dad knew more about my employer than he was letting on, but decoded to play it cool,

"I've never seen him at the pool, I expect he only does weekends." I lied, "and at work I've only met him briefly and he was really very pleasant to me. He even told me I was doing a good job!"

I figured a half-truth was better than a complete lie and the whole truth could not be told. My reply convinced my Dad, who replied,

"Well, if he's satisfied with your work, that's great, Peter. You certainly will gain a lot of experience by working there, you know."

I nodded, thinking to myself that my Dad didn't know the half of it!

As promised the whole family went out for dinner on Saturday evening and we all had a good time. I tended not to go to the swimming pool on weekends because it was always so crowded especially if the weather was even halfway reasonable. I spent part of Sunday relaxing and not getting up until mid-morning. This gave me plenty of time to reminisce about the adventures of the past few weeks and fantasise about what might happen in the future. The effect of these thoughts was the inevitable and pleasurable wank session, which resulted in my balls juice spraying in large globules all over my stomach and chest. Eventually I got up, showered, dressed and appeared downstairs just in time to join my Dad on his Sunday morning `walk', which was his euphemism for a quick pint in the local pub. After the drink and lunch I mooched about the house for the rest of the day, but was pleased in early evening when Bobby telephoned to say that he was back home and would meet me at the usual time the following day. Bobby seemed excited about something and I hoped that his reason was that he was going to bring Eric with him again.

I did not see Graham Moss on the Monday, but discovered that, over the weekend, he had left plenty of work for Marge and me to be getting on with. There was also a long line of visitors to the Office, so I was kept busy making endless drinks for all of them. Nevertheless, Marge, who seemed to like me, told me that as I had worked late on Friday of the previous week, I could go early that day. This gave me plenty of time to get home, have something to eat and get changed and ready for Bobby's arrival.

Bobby was late, but eventually turned up looking very cheerful and pleased to see me. I told my parents that we were off and received my usual reminder from Mum not to be late. Bobby and I walked down the road together and as we wandered towards the swimming pool, I turned to my best friend and asked,

"No, Eric, today?"

Bobby shook his head rather sadly and said,

"No, he can't make it today, he's got some family function tonight. Still, there's no reason why you and I can't have a bit of fun. I'm desperate to get my balls emptied, I hardly had a moment to myself all weekend!!"

I grinned and gave my best friend's crotch a craft squeeze, which was daring since we were walking down a public street, but safe as there was nobody about. As I made contact with Bobby's oversized cock and balls, I said,

"So, there's plenty in there for me to enjoy and play with!!"

Bobby grinned back at me and said, conspiratorially,

"Shall we scrub the swimming? I know a very quiet and safe place where we can go and have the kind if fun you mean!!"

"OK", I said enthusiastically.

I thought I knew the local area like the back of my hand, but I was in for a surprise that evening. Instead of turning towards the swimming baths, Bobby led me in the opposite direction. The path led towards the sea and the shore. We walked along the sand for a few minutes and then my best friend turned inland and we clambered through the sand dunes eventually reaching a flat area, completely enclosed by taller mounds of sand. I looked round and wondered if this was the place and whether it was as quiet and safe as Bobby had suggested but my friend did not stop there but led me deeper into the undulating sand dunes. Suddenly, we came to a rocky outcrop with a series of caves dug into the side. I looked dubiously at the first cave that seemed hardly big enough to crawl in. If I was a tight squeeze, Bobby would never make it, or so I thought. The entrance was deceptive and, moments later, Bobby and I were standing in a large chamber surrounded by rock and with a small amount of light filtering from a hole in the ceiling. I gasped in surprise,

"Wow!! I never knew this place was here!! How did you find it?"

"I didn't. I came here first with Steven Morris, he was the one that showed me how to find this place. He brought me here one afternoon a few years ago and we had our first wank together here."

I was again surprised by what Bobby had just said because Steven was regarded by all my friends and myself as the love machine of our generation. He had started dating girls at thirteen and since then claimed to have had more girls than most of my male friends had managed when all their conquests were added together. The idea of Steven and my best friend having secret wank sessions was unbelievable. The disbelief must have shown on my face because Bobby spoke again,

"It was about six years ago, before he discovered girls. After a few times, we never did it again, more's the pity, but I think he used to bring his girlfriends here, so I had to be careful when I used this place. Now he's moved away, it's a good, safe place to come. He and I were some of the few people who knew how to get into here. I'd like to keep it as secret as possible and not spread it around too much or it will become impossible to use."

I nodded my understanding of what had happened and how Bobby had come to find and use this place as well as my agreement that I was the recipient of a secret that was to be kept as tightly as possible. I stood looking round the rocky enclosure for a moment and then my friend spoke again,

"Are you going to stand there all day or do I have to force you to fuck me?"

I grinned and moved closer to Bobby and caressed his crotch, feeling the massive cock grow and expand as I touched it. I dropped my towel to the sandy floor of the cave and knelt down. As Bobby pulled off his T-shirt, I unzipped his pants and was delighted to see that he was wearing no underclothes so the object of my desire swung fee and bobbled against my cheek. I grasped the tumescent shaft and squashed it against my cheeks working the skin up and down as I did so. Bobby sighed and said,

"Mmm, that feels really good! But pull the skin back and lick my piss slit and cock head for me, please!!"

I did as my best friend requested and eased the thick foreskin back off the head of Bobby's cock and then licked and teased my tongue around his large piss slit and over the massive pink glans. After a few moments, Bobby stopped me and said,

"My turn"

My best friend stood me up and proceeded to undress me in much the same way as I had done to him, except that I was wearing swimming trunks under my jeans. Very quickly I was as naked as Bobby and he was kneeling down and sucking my prick between his lips and into his warm, welcoming mouth. It was my turn to moan and express my pleasure at the oral stimulation I was receiving. My piss slit was starting to dribble copious amounts of pre-cum and this was the signal for Bobby to stop sucking me and to make his next move. I expected my best friend to stand up and invite me to suck him but instead he lay down on his back and opened his legs wide and said,

"I want you to fuck me, but first I want you to make my hole ready."

Again I assumed that Bobby wanted me to finger fuck him in much the same way that I had done to Graham moss the previous week, but I was mistaken. Bobby took charge,

"Put your towel down and lay on it with your head just close to my balls. Now, lick down from there until you reach my hole. I want you to make me moist with your saliva."

I was not sure about doing something like this but I knew that Bobby would never ask me to do anything awful or unpleasant so I complied. Flattening his massive cock against his stomach with one hand I used my tongue to lick all round my best friend's massive testicles and then downwards until I was licking the inside of the cheeks of his arse. Eventually my tongue reached the puckered hole and, as I gave it the first tentative lick, Bobby gave out a long, moan of pleasure and gasped out,

"Yes!! Now push your tongue inside, please, Pete!!"

I hesitated a moment worried that I would get a mouthful of Bobby's shit but I need not have worried. My tongue passed through the tight entrance and inside was perfectly clean and my tongue raked around inside before I withdrew it and then pushed it back in. The tongue fucking went on for several minutes and with each attack, my hand holding Bobby's shaft felt the massive dick twitch. After a short while Bobby smiled at me and said in a slightly rasping voice,

"That's it, Pete! I think I'm ready to receive your beautiful cock now. Put it inside and fill my hole!!"

I looked round to see if there was a condom but there wasn't so I hesitated. Bobby seemed to understand and said,

"You don't need a condom. Eric is the only other person who has fucked me and you'll be the second. I think we'll be safe."

I hadn't told Bobby about Graham Moss yet but with him I had used protection, so I decided my best friend was right. I lined my cock up with the waiting hole and moved slowly forward until I felt the tip of my prick head make contact with the outer layer. Bobby sighed loudly and urged me to press on. As if like magic, the hole opened and the head of my dick entered my best friend's love channel. Bobby sighed again and pushed towards me as he attempted to impale himself on my rampant tool. In slow but steady movements I allowed myself to be swallowed up inside Bobby's mysterious hole until I finally felt my balls slap against the inside of his thighs. Feeling me completely inside him, my best friend gently slapped my arse cheeks and groaned,

"Now fuck me!! I want to feel you cum inside me!!"

I began the rhythmical motion of driving in and out of the welcoming love channel, slowly increasing the speed of the motion with each round and flexing and twisting my shaft as I drove relentlessly in and out. Bobby was moaning and smiling and had a look of exquisite pleasure on his face as I moved with increasing speed, my balls slapping gently against his inner thighs as I reached the deepest point of my invasion.

I gazed down at my best friend and reached for his huge cock anxious to wank him off as I fucked him. Bobby nodded his consent when he felt me take his shaft in my hand and begin to work it up and down in time to my own fuck action on his hole. As the sexual tension rose, my best friend thrust himself back onto my invading prick, meeting my in-strokes with considerable force and sending shivers of excitement coursing through me. I was gasping for breath and fighting to stay in control and so was Bobby, but both of us knew that we were not going to succeed. I felt Bobby tense and his massive shaft expanded even more in my wanking hand and his arse muscles tightened and relaxed on my invading prick as my best friend shot a huge shower of cum straight into the air. The first shot hit me in the face and I greedily licked the creamy spunk into my mouth and this was enough to set me off. I groaned loudly and stopped fucking allowing a moment of stillness before the climax overwhelmed me and I pumped my own jizz deep inside Bobby's bowels. For the next few seconds Bobby and I spasmed and shot in turn until finally we were both drained of all our teenage ball cream and our cocks became soft and sensitive. Finally we flopped exhausted onto the sand. We lay gasping for breath and waiting for normality to return. Being young and full of energy this process did not take long and, as we lay in contented peace, I allowed my hand to brush over the sticky wetness on Bobby's bare chest. I used my finger to gather up some of his spunk and fed him a few precious drops before taking some for myself.

In the period immediately after our sexual fulfilment I related to Bobby the events of the end of the previous week and but decided not to tell him about my discovery that the pool attendant and my solicitor boss were one and the same man. I knew that Bobby had had some fun with Graham in his role as pool attendant so I was aware that my best friend had seen the man's rock hard dick before I had, but I wanted Graham's appearance at the party on Friday to be a pleasant surprise. After I had finished my revelations, I noticed that Bobby and I were both getting hard again by the end of my revelations. Bobby smiled at me and said,

"Have we got time to go again?"

I glanced at my watch and noted the time and then replied,

"I don't think we do, Bobby, unless it's a quick wank."

"Fine by me", my best friend responded as he grabbed hold of my hardening shaft.

I reciprocated and we found a comfortable position to sit in that allowed us to face each other and wank at the same time. Bobby was sensuously running his hand lightly up and down my shaft and as he did so he purred and said,

"I love the feel of your dick in my hands. I like to run my fingers over the slight ridge of your circumcision scar and squeeze your velvet glans. It feels so right wanking you!!"

I nodded my thanks and then replied,

"And your massive cock feels so good too. I love the way your glands appear and disappear as I move the skin up and down and over the ridge of your cock head. It's so easy to wank you and make you feel good!!"

For the next five minutes or so Bobby and I concentrated on the matter in hand so to speak until finally I broke the silence,

"I'm cumming, Bobby!! Here .. it .. is!!!"

My prick arched for a moment and then out from the enlarged piss slit a second load of spunk came flowing in a steady stream. I do not always ejaculate in a great fountain as some people do, especially if I have cum not long before. Bobby did not seem to care but allowed my jizz to spread over his fingers before moving swiftly to use his tongue to lick the cream into his mouth and swallow it. All through my orgasm I had continued to wank my best friend keen to make him shoot his second load as soon after me as possible. I was not disappointed, as Bobby began to breathe quicker as soon as he had swallowed my sperm. I gripped the massive shaft firmly and continued my steady wanking motion until, with a loud groan and a muffled cry of `Yes!!!!' the dick in my hand splattered forth my best friend's ball cream. Like Bobby, I gathered the precious love juice in my palm and brought it to my mouth where I licked it onto my tongue and swallowed.

Once again my best friend and I lay back on the sand to recover but both of us were painfully aware there was not much more time and that soon we would have to get dressed and go home. As we slowly put on our clothes, Bobby said,

"That was great, thanks Pete!! I've got some ideas about getting together with Eric and what about asking Graham Moss along as well?"

I thought this was a great idea but was unsure how I could get a message to my employer without his secretary finding out about it. Bobby would be able to see Eric during the week and make the necessary arrangements with him, hopefully including the use of his house as a venue.

That night, in bed, I spent some time thinking about the fact that during the time that I had been beginning the frustrating task of seeking out like-minded boys to have sex fun with, unknown to me, my best friend had been doing exactly the same. I had wished that we had got together sooner but then decided that maybe the fates had done us a favour because Bobby appeared to have had far more experiences than I had and to know much more about everything. I hoped one day I would find out more about my best friend's past exploits.

The next day at work was quite hard going and I was disappointed that there was no sign of Graham Moss at all so even if I had worked out how to do it there was no opportunity to get a message to him. Marge, the secretary, was still there when I left, so I could not even slip into the office a discretely put a note on his desk. I called for Bobby that evening and said that I was really tired, so we didn't go swimming but sat and chatted in his room. This was frustrating for both of us, as there were too many people in the house to allow us to relieve our sexual tensions. On the other hand, Bobby had seen Eric and they had agreed that Friday evening would be the best night for another meeting. It was agreed that this would give me a chance to work out how to get a moment alone with my horny employer. After I had said I would try my best to accomplish this task, I asked Bobby.

"Have you told Eric about Graham?"

Bobby replied,

"Not his name, no. I just said that you had met another person and were trying to get him to come along as well and Eric seemed really pleased at the prospect, so it's down to you now, mate!"

My opportunity arose sooner than I had expected. I arrived at the Office even earlier than usual as my Mum had to be somewhere for her work at quarter to nine. As I stood waiting to be let in, someone came up and stood beside me and said,

"Good morning, Peter. You're very keen, aren't you?"

I looked round and there was Graham Moss standing right beside me and he opened the door to the Office and we walked towards the lifts. As we stood waiting for it to arrive, I replied with a twinkle in my eye,

"Always keen to be of service, Mr Moss, I hope you know that."

The lift arrived and we got in it and found it to be empty. Once inside and the doors firmly closed, Graham moved his hand to my crotch and gently squeezed my dick, which began to harden immediately. As he did this my employer said softly,

"So I can see! Unfortunately, I cannot take advantage of your special service right now as I have an important meeting, but I would love to have the opportunity to do so very soon."

The lift was just about at our floor so I said quietly,

"I'd like that too!! Some friends and I are planning a little get-together on Friday evening at about seven o'clock. If you were free, I'd love you to come and meet them."

Graham thought for a moment and said,

"Friday .. mmm .. Friday, I'll check my diary and see if I'm free. I think I am but I just need to check. I'll confirm the details as soon as I can."

Later that morning a small envelope appeared on my desk, delivered by Marge, who said tartly,

"I don't know what this is about, but Mr Moss asked me to give you this."

"Thanks, Marge", I said, smiling inwardly, "I met Mr Moss in the lift this morning and I asked him about a problem I had and he said he would get me the answer."

Marge shrugged and went back to her desk and I carefully opened the envelope. Inside was a note saying that Friday would be fine and suggesting that I meet him outside the swimming baths at six-thirty. A warm glow passed through my whole body and settled on my groin and I felt my cock begin to engorge, so I shifted my position, thrust my hand into my trouser pocket and sought to hide the physical development from Marge's prying gaze. I think I succeeded because she went out a few minutes later to the ladies and left me with a mountain of photocopying to do.

I went swimming only once that week as Bobby was working late and I was quite tired after my exertions at the Office. I had to relieve myself a few times with my hand but after Thursday morning I decided to refrain and preserve my ball cream for the Friday evening sexathon. I spoke to my best friend several times on the phone and gave him the details of the arrangement with Graham Moss. Bobby and I agreed we would get to the swimming pool a bit early so that Graham would not have to wait for us.

When the time came and my best friend and I were outside the entrance to the swimming pool, there was an unspoken air of excitement. I waited anxiously for Graham's car to appear and wondered how surprised Bobby and he would be when they each saw the other. I did not have long to wait as my employer's car came slowly up the road towards the pool. As it stopped I saw Graham's astonished look as Bobby stepped from out of the shadows and the equally surprised recognition from Bobby when he realised who was driving. I grinned at the two of them and opened the rear door of the car, indicating that Bobby should sit beside Graham in the front. As I got in, I said,

"I believe you two know each other already, but maybe not by name. This is my friend Bobby and the driver is Graham, of course!"

My best friend gave me a look that conveyed a depth of meaning and not all of it pleasant, although he was also smiling as he did so. Introductions over, I left Bobby to direct us to our destination and we arrived safely in less than ten minutes. Graham moss got out of the car and walked boldly up the path to the front door and rang the bell with Bobby and I following close behind. As we walked, Bobby hissed in a friendly way,

"You bastard, Pete, why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought it would be a nice surprise for both of you", I replied, "and I think it was!!"

As things turned out it was not the only surprise of the evening. The door opened and Eric was standing there draped in just a skimpy towel and looking straight at the man standing at the door said with surprise,

"Uncle Graham, what are you doing .."

Eric did not finish the sentence because he saw Bobby and I standing right behind Graham and our host realised that my employer was the fourth mystery guest. We all stepped inside and Graham wasted no time in removing his nephew's towel and revealing his naked body to the rest of us. We were to learn that Eric and Graham had enjoyed sexual relations for some years, but that he had not told his uncle about our party that night. Despite his initial surprise, our host seemed more than happy with the choice of guests and it was not long before the three of us were as naked and as hard as he was.

Initially the four of us paired off in the way that I had hoped. Bobby was anxious to repeat his experience with Graham and I was more than happy to have the chance to spend some time with Eric. Bobby was kneeling in front of Graham and slowly sucking his shaft between his lips and I wanted to do the same to Eric's equally tasty looking tool. Our host had a slightly different idea and indicated that we should lie down head to toe and this would enable us each to suck the other. This was my first introduction to '69-ing' and I was an instant convert. I loved the first contact with the smooth, velvety cut head of Eric's prick as I allowed it to brush against my lips and then penetrated deep into my mouth. I hoped that my horny partner was enjoying the taste of my exposed glans as much as he swallowed my complete length into his welcoming throat.

For the next few minutes the room was silent except for the slurping of three sucking mouths and the rhythmic slapping of Bobby's hand as he wanked the loose shaft skin up and down against the ridge of his sensitive cock head. The silence was eventually broken when Graham said loudly,

"Save you cum, Bobby!! Slow down with your hand!! I want that think monster inside me after I've delivered you a nice load!!"

Eric and I continued our mutual sucking but with greater urgency as neither of us wanted to miss the sight of my best friend's monster cock sliding up inside Graham's tight love channel. The thought was enough to take me to the edge and my partner recognised that I had lost the struggle to remain in control and intensified his suctioning action on my throbbing shaft. I felt a hand gently squeezing my balls and I found that nature took over and my cock began to move rhythmically in and out between Eric's welcoming lips. At the same time I felt my partner's prick begin to show signs of preparing to release its spunk so I intensified my efforts to bring him to a simultaneous orgasm. Although not entirely successful in the sense that I came first, my dick was still firing cum into Eric's throat when he produced his first shot of warm spunk that thudded against the roof of my mouth before sliding down my throat. Nearby, Graham was also fast approaching his own climax but he shouted out encouragingly,

"That's it, Peter, fill my nephew's mouth with your delicious cream!! Do the same to him, Eric!! Shoot that cum!! Mmm that's it!! I love to see those muscles tighten and relax as you unload inside each other!! I'm .. about .. to .. do .. the same!! Hang .. on .. Bobby!!! Here .. it .. is .. now"

Eric and I had just finished in time to see Graham's prick start to explode inside Bobby's mouth and little dribbles of cum appeared at the corner of my best friend's mouth as he struggled to swallow the creamy tribute. Finally, the groaning and sounds of orgasm subsided and the three of us who had already climaxed tried to speed our recovery conscious of the fact that my best friend had still to be relieved. To my surprise, Bobby did not seem to mind being left out and sat close to me as the other two and I lay back panting. I wiped some of the cum from my best friend's chin and onto my finger and then mixed it with the river of pre-cum that was flowing from his piss slit. I moved the finger to the entrance of Graham's hole and my employer opened his legs wider to give me access. Eric saw what I was doing and quickly joined in and together we used pre-cum, cum and saliva to prepare the older man for the invasion by Bobby's cock.

Bobby watched silently for a few moments and then, noting that Eric's uncle seemed ready, he moved us out of the way and took over. My best friend's glans were red raw and slimy with pre-cum and he edged the head and shaft towards the entrance to Graham's waiting hole. My horny employer gave out a loud moan of pleasure as the massive head entered him in one short, sharp push. The hole seemed to expand to unbelievable proportions as the even fatter shaft disappeared inside. I could not resist commenting and shouted,

"That's it, Bobby!! Give it to him!!"

Eric joined in next,

"Yeah!! Shove that fat love tube deep inside my uncle's tight, warm hole!!"

Enjoying the moment, Bobby gasped out,

"Fuck it's soo tight!!"

Graham too was enjoying himself and added,

"Tight, yes!! But I hope that it's warm and welcoming for that beautiful cock of yours, Bobby!! Push right in!! I want to be fucked!!"

The sight had brought both Eric and me back to hardness once again and I crawled up on one side to offer my dick to Graham who leaned to one side and took it between his lips. Not to be out done, Eric lay on the other side and his uncle gently wanked his cock before changing round and taking his prick between his lips as he wanked mine. I could tell when Bobby had reached the fullest extent of his penetration and had teased Graham's prostate because the older man seemed to tremble all over with a thrill of electricity. I could also tell that Bobby was about to explode because his breathing was totally laboured and he was gasping for breath and dripping with perspiration.

Despite having cum once only a few minutes earlier I could feel another load building up and Eric looked as though he was in much the same situation. Bobby was also ready to explode and did so with amazing ferocity and much noise as each rope of spunk escaped deep inside Graham's love channel. To my surprise I noted that at just that moment Graham's prick had also shot a load without any external stimulation and his cum splashed out onto his stomach. Eric was breathing hard as well and I was cumming too, but he gasped out,

"Let's cum on my uncle's face and then we can all have a spunk cocktail!!"

Reluctantly I removed my dick from my employer's mouth and joined Eric in wanking my shaft and pointing my engorged head and wide piss slit directly at Graham's face. With mutual cries of relief first Eric then I shot a surprisingly large amount of ball cream down onto his uncle's face. Three horny young men and my employer lay back completely exhausted after our efforts but there were two more tasks to perform before we were finished. I carefully gathered Graham's spunk from his stomach and Eric did the same for his and mine. To my delight I noted that shortly after his dick had slipped out from the love channel it had hardened again and Bobby was wanking his cock furiously in an effort to contribute to the cum cocktail. Although he did not produce a large amount, there was enough for us to have a goodly mixture and we greedily swallowed the combined ball juice of the four of us before finally lying back and dozing.

That was the night that Eric, Bobby, Graham and I became a foursome and through the rest of the summer we enjoyed several more evenings of exciting sex in different combinations and doing different things with and to each other. We were even joined by some casual visitors on a couple of occasions. However, when the summer ended, I left my temporary employment with Mr Moss and went off to University, so I only got to see Bobby during my vacations. However, over the next few months he and Eric developed a deeper relationship and eventually moved in together. I was not surprised or upset by this turn of events and neither was Eric's uncle, who, a few months later, was killed in a freak accident. I was devastated by this news but when I returned home and found out about Eric and Bobby I told my that my best friend how delighted I was that he had found a compatible partner and added that I had also exploited my chances to enjoy a full sex life away at College. Even so, I will always be grateful for that chance meeting at the swimming pool, now sadly demolished, and the chain of events that followed.

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