I’m not sure how old I was when I first met Leon. He and my father had worked together for as long as I could remember. I have an early memory of this tall, muscled man walking into our house and right up to me. “You must be Austin,” he said. He cupped his huge hand around the back of my head and let my blond hair slide through his fingers. I remember my hair was fairly long back then. Daddy told me he thought it made me look “pretty.” Leon leaned down and kissed the top of my head. “Your Daddy sure loves you. He talks about you all the time.”
I remember that I smiled up at Leon because he was so good looking. His skin was the color of the café au lait my Daddy would have every morning. His shoulders were broad and he smelled so good. He smelled like spices and leather and something exotic; something that I couldn’t identify - Something deep and visceral. He was very tall. Taller than Daddy and I know my Daddy was over 6 feet tall.
Leon’s hands were massive. I don’t know why that stuck in my head when I first met him, but I remember that his hands were wide and soft. His fingers were very long and his thumbs were huge. I reached up and put my hand over his as he pet my head and I felt a thrill down my spine. My pale hand against his darker skin was exciting. I can still remember what he wore: a dark blue suit that fit him like a glove. The suit didn’t hide his body; it glorified it. I could see the muscles of his legs and calves. It was almost like the tailor had stitched the suit in place. Then I looked over at his crotch and I know I sucked in a deep breath. His pants were stuffed!
I knew it wasn’t polite to stare, so I quickly looked down at the floor. More discoveries. Leon’s feet were huge, too. The beautiful leather shoes seemed to go on forever. The shoes were so sleek and shiny that I reached over and stroked the insole of one of his shoes. I could feel the muscles of his foot move against the leather. I pulled my hand back and thought, ‘I wonder why I did that?’
Here was this very big, masculine, muscular man who pet me so gently on the head. I loved the way his hand and fingers felt slipping through my hair. I sighed and inhaled his scent. But, I think Leon also took a deep breath. I saw his nostrils flare.
Leon walked away and down the hall to Daddy’s office. I stared after him and could feel my whole body flushing… I must have been bright red. I embarrassed so easily when I was that young. If someone winked at me or complimented me, my face would flush and I could feel the heat rise.
Anyway, that’s how I met Leon. He showed up one day and from then on was always in and out of the house. I think he must have had a key because Jerry, the guy who managed our house, never had to answer the door. Most days I would look up from whatever I was doing, and there was Leon. I had a sixth sense and just knew when he was in the house. No matter where I was, I could feel it when Leon arrived.
He would walk in the door and look around; I think he was looking for me. I made excuses to get close to him before he went into my father’s office where they would lock themselves away and disappear for hours at a time. Leon and Daddy were in business together. I don’t think they made anything… it wasn’t like they owned a factory or a shop. There was a lot of paper, I know, and a lot of working late into the night.
Every day when Leon would get to the house, I would run up to him to show him what I was reading or grab a notebook to show off something that I was drawing. I craved his approval. I wanted to see him smile. I wanted him to touch my hair again or my shoulder or my arm. I wanted him to put his arm around me and tell me what a great job I was doing… and he usually did. But, mostly I wanted to be as close to him as possible and inhale his incredible scent. What was that? As I got older I could feel my dick start to thicken in my pants every time I got close to Leon.
It was just Daddy and me in the house for the longest time. My mother had been gone so long, I wasn’t sure I would even recognize her if she magically appeared at the door. There are times I thought I might have remembered a little bit about her; but maybe that was just one of the women who Daddy hired to look out for me when I was very young. None of them were around any more. In fact, there were no women at all where we lived. There was me, Daddy, Jerry who ran the house and made lunch and dinner for us. A couple of guys who would come in and clean… they were always different. It seems I would just learn their names and they were gone. We had gardeners, too. The property was pretty big and it took a few folks to keep it all looking good. The main groundskeeper was Lyaksandro. We called him Lyak. He and his family had a house on the other side of the horse barn, where the lawns and the trees started to blend. Lyak’s wife, Audra, was lovely and cooked incredible meals. When Daddy was out of town I would sneak over to their place to eat with the family. They had two boys: Ambrus and Aurus. The family was from Ukraine. Lyak and Audra still stumbled over their English a bit. Ambrus and Aurus could speak both Ukrainian and English fluently. But I loved to listen to them talk. They still had an accent and they sounded dark and dangerous. Ambrus and Aurus were a little older than me but they were a lot bigger. They treated me like their little brother. They would scoop me up and toss me back and forth like I was a toy. They liked to have me around… most of the time. But, I’m sure I was annoying at times and they tried to ditch me and go play by themselves.
I didn’t think about it much but I think we were rich. I mean, I guess we had to be. There were always people around that cleaned and cooked. I knew guys were there watching over me, but they weren’t in my face. They were just around.
I was home-schooled. My tutors changed over the years as I got older and smarter and more athletic. My dad signed me up for athletic programs in the city so I had a chance to be around other kids and learn football and wrestling. I had fun with the other kids; but I guess I was a loner. The men that kept an eye on me would hustle me into the arena. I would play some games with the boys from town and then the men would hustle me back to the car. But really, I don’t remember being lonely. I liked being home with Dad and hoping Leon would come over.
I loved all sports, but my favorite sport was swimming and diving. I was good at it, too. It helped that we had a pool at the house. I would wake up every morning around 5:00 am and swim laps. When my dad saw how much I loved it, he put up a building at the edge of our property and built an Olympic sized pool with a high dive at the end.
Yeah, I just heard that coming out of my mouth. I guess we were rich.
I was starting to get taller and my body started filling out. I started to like taking off my clothes and looking at myself in the mirror. I looked good, I think. I was still a little skinny, but the swimming was broadening my shoulders and filling out my lats. My abs were tight. Not a six-pack… at least not yet. But, I was determined to have that body that I admired so much on other guys. I think I had a pretty good dick, too. Last time I measured it, I was like 7.5 inches, cut. Not too shabby. Anyway, Dad saw how I was filling out and made sure I had what I needed at the house to help out. I told Dad I wanted to compete at swimming, so Daddy made sure we had an indoor Olympic pool with high dive; a gym; and Buddy, my swim coach and trainer.
Leon started coming around, even when Daddy was out of town, to watch me swim and dive. I saw him once looking in the window of the gym. He stood there for a while just watching me. Buddy saw him and waved. Leon lifted his arm for a single wave and turned away. I couldn’t tell if he was embarrassed that I saw him out there looking at me. I loved it! Any attention I got from Leon was always welcome.
One day when I was 18 years old, my father came up to me and said, “Leon just called me. He just got some very bad news and he wants to come over here to talk to us. His brother and sister-in-law died in a car accident.”
“Oh!” I said. What do you say when someone says something like that?
“It happened a while ago. Leon hasn’t been very close to his family but just found out about it. Well, son, they had some boys that are going to have to move in with Leon now. When Leon found out, the boys were living with family friends. I guess those folks are moving and they couldn’t afford to keep looking out after the boys. Leon is their only living relative. I’m just not sure how that will work, though. Leon and I are so busy with all of our businesses that I’m not sure how he can juggle the kid thing and help me keep our business going.”
Daddy was watching the expression on my face. “So, he is driving to the airport now to pick up the kids and he’s coming over here because he has an idea he wants to talk over.”
‘Wow,’ I thought to myself. ‘Poor Leon!’ Then I started thinking, ‘Wait a minute! If Leon is home taking care of kids, when am I going to see him? He’ll be changing diapers and feeding kids and spending all of his time at home! Oh no,’ I thought to myself. ‘That is not going to happen if I have anything to do with it!’
About an hour later, Leon pulled up to the house in his big Range Rover. I was looking out the window and saw he had some people with him. I wondered if they were clients that Leon was bringing over. Leon stepped out of the car but turned around and said something to the passengers. I couldn’t hear him, but he held up his hands like he was saying, just sit here for a minute… I’ll be right back.
When he opened the door I jumped out of my chair and ran up to him. I threw my arms around him and pushed my head against his chest… I think I almost knocked him over! “Oh, Uncle Leon!” I said. “I am so sorry about what happened!”
I took advantage of the situation and rubbed my cheek hard against the muscles of his chest. I sucked in his scent and pressed myself against his tight stomach.
All I could think of was that this might be the last time I could do this! If he got stuck home doing daddy duty, what was I going to do?
My mind was spinning with all kinds of thoughts jumbled together. Then I had an idea that popped into my head. “I could babysit!!!” I said. “Yeah! I could come over to your place and babysit!” This is great, I thought. I could see where Leon lived and maybe even where he slept! When he was away, I could lay in his bed and... Look, I was growing up! I knew what was going on! I knew I had a crush on Leon. I was going to find every opportunity I could to… I started to wonder what kind of underwear he wore.
“I guess great minds think alike, but they really don’t need babysitters anymore. Your father and I were talking about what to do… We were wondering what you would think if they came here and lived with you here in this house? Vincent is the oldest… you wouldn’t see much of him. He is in college. Victor and Valor are twins. They’re just a little older than you. Breeze just turned 18 like you; he is the little one. Well, not too little. They all take after my side of the family and should all be playing basketball.” He laughed a little. But I could tell he was worried.
“I’m just not quite sure what to do,” he said. “But, I really think you would all get along. They are great boys and are a lot of fun to be around. What do you think?”
The look on my face must have been a hoot. Leon looked at me and started to laugh. He put his arm around me and pulled me into his side. I took advantage and leaned in to take in a deep breath of Leon. Oh my! I could feel the bulge in my pants.
“Um, sure Uncle Leon. That would be great!” I didn’t know what to expect, but I figured it would have to be great… will Leon have to move in, too? “It can get kind of lonely around here. It would be fun to have some guys to play with.”
He reached up and ran his hand over my hair. God that felt good. I thought, “I wish he would run his hands all over me.” My eyes shot open and I looked up at Leon. I hope I hadn’t said that out loud! But he was just looking down at me. He gave me another squeeze and kissed the top of my head.
“I’ll go get them so you all can meet, okay?” Leon ruffled my hair again and headed out to the car. I stood by the front door to get a first glimpse of the guys that were coming to live with me. I’ve always called him my Uncle Leon, even though I know he wasn’t really. But I guess that would make all these guys my cousins? That kinda made things different. We are jumping from a family of two to a family of 7! When he got close to the Range Rover the doors all started to open and his nephews started to climb out. They all walked around to stand on the side of the car closest to the house and stood close to each other with their hands in their pockets.
I gasped! I looked at my Daddy to see if he heard me. I am pretty sure he did, but he didn’t let on that he heard it. I gasped so hard that I started to cough. Daddy came up to me and put his arm around me. “You okay, son?” he asked. I was okay. I was more than okay. Every one of these guys was drop dead gorgeous! They were all taller than me; even the young one. One of them was as tall as Uncle Leon! Well, almost as tall.
I tried to guess who was who as they stood there looking at their Uncle (I guess he really was their Uncle… not just a name like I used.) He was talking softly to them and they all looked at the door and were staring at me. I could feel the heat rising in my face. ‘Holy shit!’ I thought to myself. With these guys living here I wondered if I would I could stop staring at them and their stunning good looks. I was going to have to find a way to keep my hard dick covered up, too. They were bound to know what I was thinking. I was having all kinds of wild thoughts and ideas that were spinning around in my head. I wasn’t totally naïve about sex. I mean I masturbated. I masturbated a lot thinking about Leon. I figured that there were a lot of things that guys could do together but having all of these beautiful men around me all the time might be very difficult.
Well, my Daddy always taught me good manners so I walked outside and up to Leon’s nephews and introduced myself. “Hi,” I said. “My name is Austin. I am really sorry to hear about your parents. But, I am very happy you are here! I hope you like the place… and hope we will be good friends.” I smiled at them and although they looked a little worried, they smiled back at me. I went up to each of them and shook their hands. They seemed a little bit up tight but their hands were warm, BIG, and felt strong. They each introduced themselves to Daddy, and me who had walked out to say hello when I did. I could pretty much tell who was who. The youngest one was the smallest one, but he was still taller than me.
As I was looking at him he said, “Hi. My name is Breeze. You sure are pretty!” His brothers punched him in the arm.
“Shut up, dude! You are embarrassing us!” Victor said. That sort of broke up the moment and everyone laughed a little. More importantly, no one noticed me turning the color of a tomato.
“Well,” Daddy said, “let’s figure out where everyone is going to sleep tonight. Leave your suitcases in the car and we will have some guys bring them up once we have it sorted out.”
We all started walking into the house. Daddy went first and I followed him. Victor was right behind me followed by Breeze. Valor and Vincent came in next followed by Leon who kept his hand on Vincent’s shoulder. They had their heads together saying something quietly. We headed upstairs. We had a pretty big place with a lot of bedrooms. I guess I never thought about all of that space we lived in. We never had anyone stay over before. They were just rooms I walked by on the way to my bedroom. Daddy’s bedroom was on the main level of the house with patio doors overlooking the pool. My bedroom was in the front of the house over the entrance. I had a private bathroom. There were two more bedrooms on each side of the hall that had shared bathrooms. Daddy said they called them Jack and Jill bathrooms. Vincent and Victor were on one side of the hall; each had a bedroom and shared the bath. Valor and Breeze were on the other side of the hall. There was another big bedroom opposite mine and at the head of the stairs with a private bath. I wondered if Leon would move into that room.
When everyone had their room assignments, Daddy sent a couple of guys out to the car to bring in all of the bags. They didn’t have a lot of luggage. Each had a suitcase and a duffle bag. Dinner was still a few hours away so Daddy suggested that I take the guys out and give them a tour of the grounds while he and Leon get a little bit of business taken care of. We stopped by the kitchen and I asked if anyone wanted something to drink. We grabbed sodas out of the fridge and walked out the back door by the pool.
“Whoa!” Valor said. “What a great pool! Do you swim?” he asked me.
“Yeah! I love to swim. I am planning on competing in some swim matches. I like diving, too.”
“Are you good?” Victor asked.
“Umm…” I hesitated. “Yeah. I think I am good. Well I know I’m better than a lot of the guys in town on the school swim team. I’m pretty awesome at diving. Especially the high dives.”
“You can’t do that in this pool,” Vincent commented. “Do you go into town to practice diving?”
“No,” I said. “We have a place on the property where I can do that.”
We passed the pool and walked around the house over to the stables where we kept the horses.
“You have horses here?” Breeze asked. I nodded my head. I think I was starting to feel a little embarrassed. I hadn’t really thought about everything that we had but it probably seemed like a lot to other people. To me it was just the way we lived and usually just felt natural.
We walked through the stables and a couple of the horses stuck their heads out of the stall and nuzzled me for a treat. There was a box of sugar cubes we kept on a shelf. I saw Breeze staring at the horse I always rode. “That’s Diablo,” I said. “He is very sweet and very loving. Would you like to meet him?”
Breeze looked at me and at the horse and shrugged his shoulders. “I haven’t met a horse before. What do I do?” he asked. ‘Gosh,’ I thought, ‘Breeze is adorable…’
“First thing, even though Diablo is pretty big, you have to know that he is such a good boy and totally trustworthy. Grab a sugar cube,” I told him. Breeze took a sugar cube out of the box and I did too. “Now come over here with me.”
We walked over to Diablo and I stroked his muzzle and scratched him behind the ear. “Hold out your hand with the sugar cube very flat so that the sugar cube is sticking up.” I demonstrated with my own sugar cube. Diablo sniffed at my open hand and gently took the cube. I could see that Breeze was a little skittish so I took his hand, which was a little bigger than mine and showed him how to open it flat and guided him over to Diablo’s muzzle. Diablo picked up the sugar cube and chomped it. Then he snuffled Breeze and pushed his muzzle against his hand. I showed Breeze how to stroke Diablo’s muzzle and give him some scritches behind his ears. Breeze broke out in such a huge smile. He started to move in close to Diablo and I could see how happy this was making him. His eyes got a little dewy and I think he was about to cry. He laid his head on Diablo’s and reached around with both of his hands to get some good rubbing and scratching on Diablo’s neck.
“Would you like me to teach you how to ride?” I asked.
Breeze looked at me with such surprise and wonder. “Really?”
I nodded my head and Breeze came up to me and grabbed me up in a big hug. He pulled me off the ground a couple inches and gave me a big squeeze. “Thank you,” he whispered. Then he whispered even softer, “you smell really nice.”
We walked through the stable, past the barn and over the little hill that hid the building where Daddy built the big pool and gym. All the guys were looking at each other and Vincent said, “Holy shit! This place is huge! What’s in that building?” he asked pointing at the pool house.
“That’s the building for the indoor pool,” I said. “There’s also have a gym and basketball court, too.”
“You what?” Valor had a look of disbelief on his face. “So, you got two pools, a gym, some horses…” He shook his head in wonder. “You rich?”
“I… I… I’m not,” I said. “But I guess it looks like my dad’s rich. I-I-I’ve never thought about it!” I honestly replied. “This is just the stuff I’ve grown up with and…” I know I was bright red. I was super embarrassed. I don’t know what kind of life these guys lived before, but seeing our place through their eyes made me realize that I was a lucky guy. “Um… I… I just guess we… I mean my Dad just… um…”
Vincent came up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. “Dude! It’s okay to have money. I plan on having a lot of it some day and this is just the kind of place I’m going to have too!”
Valor came up to me put his hand on my other shoulder. “I’m sorry, man. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just that… this is a whole lot to take in! I mean, we didn’t even know we had an Uncle Leon til a week ago and here we are and… I mean,” he said turning around in a circle to take it all in, “I mean, Holy Shit!”
I started to giggle and they all laughed.
“C’mon in the gym,” I said. “I’ll introduce you to Buddy. He is so cool.”
“Who’s Buddy?” Breeze asked coming up to me and putting an arm around my shoulder.
“Buddy’s my swim coach and work out coach,” I said. When I heard myself say that I got embarrassed again. I know I was bright red. “Okay…” I said, “I heard myself say that… I guess we’re rich. But, seriously, I had never thought about it until just now.”
They all walked up to me and rubbed their hands through my hair and gave me a couple of playful punches in the arm and just laughed when they saw how embarrassed I was.
“I mean, seriously man,” Viktor said, “this is all so cool! You are one lucky bastard and I, for one, am super charged that we are here and meeting you and getting to be a part of this! Please don’t get embarrassed or up tight about this! Just show me to that gym! I haven’t had a good workout in a month!”
I looked at his lean toned body with slabs for pecs and an 8-pack I could count through his T-shirt. ‘Holy crap,’ I thought to myself, ‘if this is what he looks like without a workout for a month, what is he going to look like when Buddy starts working him up?’
We walked through the doors of the gym. Buddy’s office was to the left and the natatorium was to the right. I could see that Buddy wasn’t sitting at his desk so we walked by his office and took the next door to the left, the locker room. When Daddy built this place, he figured that some of the guys who worked here would like to work out now and then so the locker room was pretty big. There was a communal shower at the end of a row of wide lockers. “There’s lots of space here to get changed to play whatever kind of sport you like,” I said. I pointed at a pair of doors, “This is the gym. Buddy is probably doing a workout.”
We walked into the gym and saw Buddy doing some bench presses with free weights. “Hey, Buddy! I thought you always told me to never to free weights if you haven’t got a spotter!”
“Right you are my man,” Buddy said in his rough voice. He sounded like one of those guys from a Western. “Mibad!”
“Buddy, let me introduce Leon’s nephews. Buddy set the weights on the rack and finally looked up. His eyes widened and he sat up quickly. “Whoa, my men, where do you all work out?” he asked. “You are all pretty damned stacked!”
“Nothing like you, my man,” Vincent said walking over to Buddy. Buddy stood up and I could see that Vincent and Buddy were eye to eye. Buddy is 6’3” and 215 pounds. Vincent was at least that. They shook hands and spent some time staring at each other. It was kind of intense. And their handshake was a pretty long handshake. ‘Hmmm,’ was all I could think to myself…
I walked over to them and could smell the manly scent from Buddy after a long workout, but met with a dark, spicy smell from Vincent. Whoa! There was something going on here.
“Buddy, this is Vincent.” The other guys walked over to where we were standing. “This is Breeze,” I said. Breeze had pretty much attached himself to me. “You two,” I said to Valor and Victor, “are going to have to introduce yourselves. I don’t think I can tell you apart… um… will I ever be able to tell you apart?”
They looked at each other and smiled. “There is one way,” Valor said.
“And I think you will be figuring out who is who pretty quick,” Victor added.
Everybody introduced himself and I told Buddy that the four guys were moving in with us and they would all be using the gym, pool, and everything else on the grounds.
“Well, guys,” Buddy said, “Welcome to the gym. It looks like you all are pretty familiar with gym equipment, unless you were born with those muscles. But, I have a master’s degree in kinesiology and a doctorate in Physical Therapy. I would be happy to put together some programs to help you make the best use of everything we have here.”
The guys were all smiling and totally psyched about having some hands on training from Buddy. I told Buddy I would be in later for my workout, but I wanted to finish giving the tour.
The building was a big square. On the left side of the building was Buddy’s office and living quarters, then the locker room, the weight room, and at the end of the weight room you walked through double doors to a huge space for basketball.
It was only a half-court. I mean… I’m not sure “only” is appropriate. But the space was beautiful with skylights and clerestory windows that give the space incredible natural light. The guys were blown away. On the right hand side of the court at the back, was a pair of doors that opened up into my world. The natatorium. The Olympic sized pool stretched from one end of the building all the way up to the front. There were four lanes for swimming and a high platform at one end for practicing high-dives.
“O.M.G!” Valor exclaimed looking up at the high dive. “You jump off that? How high is that?”
“Ten meters,” I said. Valor looked over at me like, what is that in feet, dude. “It is about 33 feet. So it is kind of like diving off a 3-story building.” There were long whistles from everyone.
“Can you show us?” Breeze asked.
“Now?” I asked.
“Yeah, man,” Viktor said. “I mean, if it is a really big deal and you need to warm up and stuff then we get it. You don’t have to do anything fancy. I mean, I have never seen anyone get that high and jump that far.”
Valor looked at Victor. “I mean if you don’t have a suit with you, you don’t have to wear one. It’s just us guys here after all.”
“Oh no,” I said emphatically. “We can all go skinny dipping in the regular pool, if you like. But, I don’t planning on wrecking my junk. My boys will be tightly scrunched into a Speedo, thank you very much. That’s a LOT of pressure on sensitive parts of the body jumping from that high. I have been working on my shoulders and lats a LOT with Buddy. That much water pressure can do a lot of damage when you hit the surface.” I looked at all of them. “You really want to see me dive?” I asked?
They all had big smiles on their faces and nodded their heads.
“Well…” I looked at all of them and finally figured, what the heck. You are planning on diving in front of a crowd of people when you compete! This is a pretty cool crowd of folks that are going to appreciate what you do! No pressure.
“Okay,” I said. “I have some Speedos over here by the showers. I started to walk behind the platform and reached for one of the suits hanging on a peg by the shower where I would wash the chlorine off my body. I took off my shirt and kicked off my shoes. I was about to pull down my pants when I saw that they all had followed me and were watching me get undressed. That’s embarrassing, I thought. Then the idea of all four of these incredibly hot men watching me strip down to nothing started to get to me and I could feel the chub starting in my pants. I turned around, pulled off my shorts, and quickly pulled up the Speedo. In the time that I turned around and bent over, though, there were at least 3 guys who gasped and one of them sighed. I guessed they liked what they saw…
I jumped under the shower to get myself wet (cold water to keep my dick down) and started up the steps to the high dive. I was getting hard. I kept trying to think of icky things and bad thoughts to make my dick shrink down. I really didn’t want to be showing off this bundle to all of these guys I just met. Well, I thought, I will be 30 feet in the air. I don’t think they can see much from that far away. Then I started to think that maybe I wouldn’t mind if they could see that my dick was hard. ‘Stop it!’ I said to myself. ‘This is Leon’s family we’re talking about! You can’t do that!’
I climbed the rest of the stairs and paused when I got to the top. Buddy always made sure that there was a stack of dry towels at the top of the platform so that I could make sure not to slip in slick water on the floor. I picked up a towel and pressed it to my face. ‘What am I doing?’ I asked myself. ‘First of all, you haven’t warmed up… why are you doing this? Because the guys want to see me dive!’ I thought. ‘Why do you care what these guys think of you diving? They aren’t coaches or judges or even guys who can probably give you advice. But, these are your brand new cousins, and you want to make an impression!’
I walked to the end of the platform and looked down on the guys at the side of the pool. What do I do? What is most impressive? Open Pike? Closed Pike? I stood at the end of the platform… I decided on a handstand pike. I backed to the end of the platform and spread my legs wide. With my ass high in the air I reached between my legs and placed my hands on the platform between my legs but shoulder width. I balanced myself and smoothly, slowly raised by legs above my head so that I was standing tall and straight. I have watched videos of my dives and know what my ass looks like as I am raising my legs and pulling them together. I know it was hot… I know they were staring… I was showing off.
I pushed myself off from the board. Tucked my legs into my chest. 2.5 somersaults and into the water straight, true, and I know that I didn’t splash at all!!! This was one of my best drives I had done in a few weeks! I guess I need an audience. I wasn’t sure they would appreciate it but… I knew it was good. I pulled myself up out of the water and swam over to the ladder.
The guys were whooping up like crazy. I don’t know, but I think that I just proved something to these guys. All of these new cousins of mine are clearly athletes and I think that I just showed them that I had the goods… that I wasn’t just some amateur diving in his rich daddy’s pool. I knew what I was doing.
When I climbed up the ladder all four guys were jumping around me: tugging, squeezing, kissing my cheeks, hugging… WOW! I was cold from the water but my dick was chubbing, again. Someone grabbed my ass and gave it a good squeeze. Someone else grabbed my package. OMG… This was going to be a challenge with these guys around. I was a virgin, but I was ready to do whatever I could to make these guys like me. Anything.
