Paul

It was just another day at the pool. Paul had just gotten into the pool, and for all I knew just innocently couldn’t help himself: “I’m so goddamned horny.”

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Innocence?

It was just another day at the pool.

Paul had just gotten into the pool, and for all I knew just innocently couldn’t help himself.

“I’m so goddamned horny.”

His hard cock was clearly sticking out from his suit, probably just looking tight as it stretched his blue suit.  Paul was about my height, smooth, decently built.  We had known each other for years.

But I couldn’t let it pass, as I looked at his bulge, then looked at him.

“Damn.  I’d love to take care of it.”

Of all things Paul was expecting, it didn’t seem like that was on his list.  He couldn’t help standing out of the water and flexing it.  Twice.

“Fuck.  You serious?”

I knew he had to be wondering where.  It wasn’t like I was known for trying anything crazy.

“Come with me.”

And he followed me into the quieter dressing room.

The dressing rooms were both dark.  Seemed massive to us young mans.  I headed into the corner of the quieter one.  Paul seemed even hornier as he followed me.

When we got to the far corner of the empty room, I sat down, and somehow summoned the courage to feel his bulge.

Paul instinctively undid his trunks.  I took over and loosed them over his bulging cock.

Damn. 

It had to be 9 inches long, anyway.  Uncut.  Thick head.  And there it was.  Right in front of my face.

I knew I couldn’t stop then, as I put my lips over his cockhead.

Paul blew almost immediately.

I went deeper, letting his cum slide down my throat.  Paul instinctively put his hand to the back of my head, shooting maybe even half a dozen times.

I didn’t miss a drop, and managed to go deeper and deeper.

Paul just quietly moaned.  “Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck.”

I had never done anything like that, although I had had more than my share of chances.

Paul held gently onto my head as he shot again and again, and as I quietly squoze his balls, draining them.  He shot until it seemed he couldn’t any more.

But he stayed hard.

It hadn’t been more than a few minutes.

“Fuck.  I’m somehow even hornier.”

Damn.  I was going for broke.

“You wanna fuck me?”

He smiled.  Clearly surprised, even as he almost uncontrollably flexed his still hard cock.

Paul helped me up.  Turned me around.  Pulled down the back of my trunks.

And in he went.

He grabbed me close as he drove his cock in.  Did he have any idea it was a virgin ass?

And within three or four thrusts he was cumming again.

Pulling my in tight.  Breeding me.

Maybe a couple of guys came and left.  Paul quietly commented:  “Don’t mind them.  They either know and don’t care, or have no idea what we’re doing.”

Hi trunks were still up in the back.  Mine were still up in the front.

And he was deep in my hole, and he grabbed my chest.

“Jesus Christ.  I had no idea your tits would feel so good.”

Did he really shoot a third time?

He squoze and squoze, until he turned me around as his spent cock slipped out of my leaking hole.

Without warning he went down on my tits.  Squeezing and biting.

Was I too surprised to stop him?  Or had I been wanting this for so long I didn’t want to try?

He bit both, until his cum-covered cock went hard yet again.

I sat down on the bench again.

He let me suck his cock one more time.

I thought of how he had already blown down my throat.  Up my ass.

My tits were sore as hell.

“Who would have guessed?”

Paul seemed as surprised as I was.

I rubbed his stomach.  He instinctively pissed a bit.

I drank it.

“Fuck.”

I drained him, even as he continued squeezing my tits.

“This may be the best sex I’ve ever had.”

My embarrassment kicked in as I stood up.

“I suppose I should go.”  Even as he bit my tits one more time.

“No way.  You have to come back out to the pool with me.”

I looked at him curious.

“Fuck man.  I want to show off what I’ve done, if anyone will notice.”

He had claimed me.

“I shot at least four times.”  He smiled.  “Plus pissed in you.”

He looked at me.  Our eyes met.

He couldn’t stop himself.  He kissed me.  Just one small peck.  Right on the lips.

Even as he squoze my tits one more time.

They were sore.  I knew he had left marks.

“Come with me.”

He pulled up his trunks.  Even pulled up mine.

We walked back to the pool.

Maybe no one would notice anything?

But there was Russ and Jake.  In the same place we had been.  Not that long ago.  Although somehow it felt like it had been such a long time ago.

Russ noticed immediately.

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