First Time With A Lifeguard

I do have some experience with men. One guy in particular. It happened at the local indoor swimming pool. The first time I got properly butt-fucked, I won’t forget that quickly. It happened so unexpectedly. I could not believe it at first. I fucking loved the rudeness of it all. The first time left me lusting for more.

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First Time with a Lifeguard.

It happened gradually over the last three or four years, almost imperceptibly at first. In the beginning, the pressure from my friends at school became increasingly palpable. They shared bragging stories of their own sexual experiences. They encouraged me to date women, too. Presenting it as a rite of passage that every growing guy should embrace. So, I went along with it, embarking on a series of casual relationships with females.

At first, I enjoyed the thrill of kissing girls – the softness of their lips and the warmth of their laughter. But despite these moments of physical connection, there was a lingering feeling that something vital was missing. Every kiss felt sweet yet incomplete as if I were searching for a deeper connection that I couldn’t quite identify. I increasingly wondered if my experiences matched my true feelings, leaving me grappling with a growing sense of confusion and curiosity about my identity.

Even the few sluts I managed to get to the second or third base with didn’t quite do it for me. Sure, it was fun rudely fingering a slut behind the dancing. Making them experience an earth-shattering orgasm. Getting my nuts sucked dry behind a dumpster. Or bedding down a beauty when her parents were not at home. Yeah, I liked it at that moment. But I was still looking for something more obscene. However, in the quiet corners of my heart, I knew I yearned for sex with guys. Well, let’s say growing up, I wasn’t as averse to the idea as some of my schoolmates. Expecting that making out with a guy would be much more exciting. This realization always lingered, but I never dared to let it surface.

I do have some experience with men. One guy in particular. It happened at the local indoor swimming pool. And I wasn’t even looking for sex. Not in that way, anyway. The local public pool is usually a very bustling place. Kids typically tried to play in the pool, while more serious guys – like me – liked to do their laps. Trying to tone their bodies. However, this spring afternoon was just me and a few other people. Well, then there was the swimming pool attendant. Doing his lifeguard duties. A true hunk of a mature man. Much older than me. But that did not detract from his appearance. The man was muscular and tall. Bald head and trimmed pecs. Wearing a skin-tight shirt and a lanyard with a whistle. Chiseled abs and huge... umm... arms.

Hell, he was huge in all the right places. The orange shorts he wore could not conceal the outline of his fat dick. Not that I had any complaints about mine, mind you. By now – just after my 18th birthday – my dick had attracted plenty of attention from the female kind. However, the colossal hump in the orange lifeguard trunks didn’t conceal much, either. But, in the pool area, I could only look and dream. The sight of him made my heart race. Letting my own bulge stretch my speedo’s a little.

I am an athletic jock, passionate about swimming, sailing, and running, boasting a pair of muscular legs that speak to my dedication and tight buns that reflect my commitment to fitness. I’ve always maintained my physique in anticipation of meeting that special someone. Unbeknownst to me, the lifeguard had been admiring my form. His gaze lingered as I splashed through the water, trying to beat my lap time. His toned muscular body and the way-too-tight swim shorts caught my attention a few times. But, despite his friendly demeanor, I hadn’t expected the swimming pool attendant to do what he had in mind.

I had just wrapped up an exhilarating day of swimming and was ready to head home when I decided to clean up in the changing rooms. As I peeled off my swimsuit in the empty locker room, suddenly, the door swung open, and in walked the stunning lifeguard. My heart raced at his unexpected arrival, and I instinctively fumbled for something to cover myself. Unfortunately, my towel was buried deep in my gym bag, leaving me feeling exposed under his intense gaze. The air crackled with a mix of embarrassment and thrill, and my breath caught as we locked eyes in that charged moment. I quickly tried to put my hands in front to cover my exposed boy toy. Looking very ashamed to the ground. Not really. My eyes were locked on his bulging crotch.

Look, Boy... I got one two!” he joked naughtily at me. Whipping his massive man meat out his orange shorts. Exposing himself to me. But I think, by then, he knew what I needed. And he was going to give it to me. The erect cockhead got caught on the elastic. But once the man pulled the shorts further down, it smacked audibly against his glistening chiseled abs. My eyes had rolled out of their sockets. He was huge and extremely hard. Without using his hands, he made the thing pranse up and down. Begging me to touch it. The lifeguard stepped nearer, and I tremblingly reached out a hand. With a blushing gaze, I looked up to the man and down to his massive cock.

You can touch it if you like. I’ve seen you looking at my bulge all afternoon. Go on. Touch it. Stroke my cock. I know you want to.
I had nothing to lose. And there was no one around. This man offered, so I took the heavy slab of meat in my hand. Fuck, I was stroking a mature man’s cock! Tenderly and a bit unsure at first. But with his encouragement, I closed my fingers around the hot shaft. Pushing my thumb up and down over the underside of the helmet. Hearing the lifeguard moan made me smile and look up at him.

The man gave me a small forced kiss and grunted, “Wanna suck it?
Can I?” I asked, astonished.
“It’s not going to hurt. Just get on your knees and – Oh... Fuck... You have done that before... Nice man. Keep sucking it. You’re doing great,” the swimming pool attendant said moaningly. Grabbing the back of my bobbing head and guiding the thick dick deeper into my mouth. Making me gag on it. With watering eyes, I apologetically looked up. So he released me. Smiling warmly down at me.

A lifeguard and a twink in a locker room about to have sex.

He had grabbed the back of my head again. But his firm hold felt more like him grasping a bowling ball. The lifeguard wiped some pre cum from his piss slit, driving a slick finger into my mouth. I could do nothing else than suck on it. His nectar smelt and tasted so nice. I eagerly sucked it all up. And I don’t know what made me do it, but after I finished, I got up and showed my hairless ass to him. And within a few steps, I placed my hands on the changing room bench. Bending over and looking eagerly over my shoulder at him. Head down and ass in the air.

The swimming pool attendant knew what I wanted, for sure. He came and stood behind me and spit down the crack. Distributing his drool over the crack and into my hole. Slapping his erect tool playfully against my buttocks. So far, nothing new. I had done this with some of my mates. But his man-sized cock became my first. I could see him penetrate me in one of the changing room mirrors. Every time I think of sex, this is the first brutal image that pops into my mind. So that was every other minute. Fuck, I am so horny that I can’t stop thinking about sex.

Whispering huskily in my ear, he said, “... You’re going to get fucked, Boy! That is what you want. I know it!
I nodded and relaxed as best I could. Giving the man permission to nail me. Feeling his cockhead stretch me open. Sliding the big dick inch by inch deeper inside me.

I cringed in pain. So he pulled out and spit over his shaft again. Slowly pushing the lubed dick back inside. A sharp scent of chlorine from the indoor swimming pool lingered in his palm over my mouth. Stretching my tiny butt-hole open. Preventing me from screaming. For, with a sharp, sudden push, his entire dick slid inside me. His plumb balls slammed audibly against mine. The shock made me instantly freeze. At that moment, the lifeguard just let his dick sit inside me without moving too much. Letting my ass get used to the sensation. And giving my brain time to process what was happening.

After a while, he took hold of my thighs and started to pump me gently. Making love to me with long, deliberate strokes. Taking his time. Enjoying my tight ass. I began to breathe heavily in time with his thrusts. Grunting and begging for his cum. I think this turned him on. He grasped both my hips to fuck my tight ass. With short, intense jabs, banging his legs to my thighs. And oddly enough, the rougher he did that, the more I began to enjoy it. I actually got butt-fucked for real! I could not believe it!

Soon, his entire body tightened. He let out an almighty roar. Pomping a couple of ropes of cum in my ass. The lifeguard hurriedly pulled out with a plop. Screaming and cursing obscenely. Unloading the rest of his hot, thick nut all over my hair and naked back. I had only ever seen pornstars cum this much. He smirked triumphantly at the mess he had created.

The lifeguard nastily slapped my buttocks and praised me in thanks.
Thanks, man. You did great! This was nice, I needed this.
I crumbled into a hot mess over the changing room bench. Completely out of breath, I could not even manage a word of thanks. I saw the buff alpha man pull his swim trunks up and stride away with a dirty grin. As if nothing odd had happened between us. He left me to face the consequences of his actions. It was naughty and a bit nasty. But, fuck, I wanted more of this! This was the excitement I had been missing with the girls I screwed around with.

The End


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