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A Day At The Pool
By Darin M (address withheld)

***

It was strangely quiet in the dressing room: they were 
alone. But the three boys were almost inseparable and 
being by themselves anywhere was not only of no concern 
to them: they were happy to be alone together. (MMM, 
rom)

***

It was one of those lazy warm summer days; warm enough 
to make you really appreciate the unheated water. And 
there were lots of people splashing around the big pool 
showing their appreciation.

Most of the people were young: from infants dog 
paddling to older school children playing in the water. 
There were even some adults. But most of the people 
were in the shallow end of the pool; it was fairly 
deserted in the deep end since the water was over the 
heads of most of the youngsters. There were three older 
boys in that end, however. Boys who considered it their 
private territory. 

Two of the darkly tanned boys were in their late teens; 
one in his early twenties. They horse played and swam 
in and under the water as if they were completely 
alone; they didn't seem to notice the others on the 
opposite end. Terry and Arthur were rough housing with 
each other; they wrestled and tugged at each other's 
waists, pulled each other under the water and popped up 
menacingly. Only thing they didn't do which they 
sometimes did was to playfully pull off each other's 
swim trunks. Their tanned smooth bodies rubbed 
excitingly against each other, their skins sliding over 
one another as they played.

Sean, the 22 year old, was playing right along with 
them most of the time. But sometimes he just swam 
around alone and observed them: they were attractive 
young men; they both had rich summer tans and smooth 
athletic bodies; Terry's shoulder length hair was 
almost white from the sun while Arthur's was straight, 
black and barely below his ear lobes. They didn't look 
like family but from their carefree vibrant look of 
youthful zest and the way they played together it was 
obvious that they were great friends.

Whenever Sean watched them together he felt proud; 
proud to be a friend to both of them. They were such 
beautiful young men with their perfect athletic 
physiques and symmetrical proportions; they were simply 
a joy to look at and be associated with. 

Although he was older, Sean had the same healthy good 
looks as the other two; his smooth youthful skin was 
summer brown; his dark brown hair was fashionably long; 
he didn't have a mustache; his physique, kept 
athletically lithe from unending exercise, was every 
bit as classically attractive as the others. But, 
although he wasn't that much older than Terry and 
Arthur he was more mature in some respects; he realized 
that life wasn't all play; there were several more 
important things. He knew he had to teach them. The sun 
had already started to set behind the western horizon 
when a shrill whistle blew loudly.

"Everybody outa the pool!" yelled the lifeguard.

The Children obediently started climbing up the ladders 
to the pool deck but the three boys in the deep end 
were slow to respond. Instead of getting out to get 
dressed, Sean climbed the ladder and poised on the 
edge. Suddenly, he jumped and took a flying tackle at 
his two partners in the water: all three of them 
crashed and started wrestling.

After a brief but passionate muscle match, the three 
stayed submerged and like youthful porpoises swam 
beneath the surface of the water and emerged at the 
pool's edge. They had gotten so carried away in playing 
together that they had taken longer to get out of the 
pool than they had realized: there was no one else 
around outside. When they finally dragged themselves 
onto the pool deck the only person they saw was the 
lifeguard who was scowling at them for their tardiness. 
Sean shrugged his shoulders playfully. "We did it 
again." 

Terry swept his soaking long hair back behind his ears 
and shrugged his powerful tanned shoulders. "Least it 
ain't crowded no more." He grinned impishly. Arthur 
grinned in amusement at the two of them. Sean reached 
out and wrapped one arm around the shoulders of each of 
the boys. They did likewise and, like the three 
musketeers, walked slowly, arms around each other's 
shoulders, toward the locker room.

As they walked in to get dressed, a younger man, about 
the same age as Arthur walked out. He was, it turned 
out, the last one of the swimmers to leave. Sean nodded 
at him and smiled amicably as they passed.

It was strangely quiet in the dressing room: they were 
alone. But the three boys were almost inseparable and 
being by themselves anywhere was not only of no concern 
to them: they were happy to be alone together. None of 
them would say so but they were just content to be with 
each other. Anywhere.

They dropped their arms from each other's shoulders 
when they had to get in the locker room door so they 
were just walking side by side, glancing interestedly 
at one another, as they entered the drying room to 
strip off their wet suits.

As they pulled their suits off, Terry and Arthur 
surreptitiously checked each other out and Sean out of 
the corner of their eyes. Each hoped the others didn't 
notice. But Sean didn't care if they both caught him 
looking: nude male bodies turned him on just like all 
other guys. Anyway, he reasoned, they were both 
flattered by his attention, not embarrassed.

"Last one into the shower's a rotten egg," called Terry 
as he trotted off toward the warming water.

Sean and Arthur chased him quickly with little steps to 
keep from slipping on the slick tile. While they were 
running into the showers neither of them could help but 
notice Terry's firm white ass, muscular, smooth, gently 
rounded, undulating rhythmically as his powerfully 
built legs lifted and fell. 

Both sets of eyes were fascinated.

When they got near him, Terry was already standing 
calmly in the shower as if he had been there all the 
time. When Sean and Arthur had arrived, Terry asked, 
sarcastically, "What took ya so long?"

Sean looked at Arthur, then back to Terry, and slowly 
shook his head. "We took a side trip to San Francisco?"

Arthur smiled.

"Well, come on in. The Water's fine."

Sean and Arthur got under the shower heads beside 
Terry. For a long while the three didn't speak but just 
very conscientiously washed themselves clean with the 
soap.

Although they should have been interested in watching 
only their own bodies as they washed, each of them was 
in fact ogling the other two. They didn't see each 
other naked more than twice a week at the pool: that 
wasn't enough to satisfy their curiosity.

Somehow, both Terry's and Arthur's gaze had been drawn 
to Sean. His silence, the lack of movement of his arms, 
the intense look on his face as he watched his hands, 
directed their stares downward to the focus of Sean's 
attention.

He was certainly aware of the two pairs of eyes glued 
on his cock: Sean was putting on a show for their 
benefit and they should want to watch it. Any guy would 
be interested in watching another guy play with 
himself.

Sean was laboriously washing his cock, pulling the soap 
slowly up and down the shaft, then rubbing it over the 
head. He rubbed the big purplish head of his cock with 
his right finger. He massaged gently as he washed it, 
slowly stroking his hardening member.

Shortly, Sean glanced over at Terry who was intently 
watching the demonstration.

"You wash yours this good?" asked Sean academically.

"Not often," said Terry honestly. But he added, 
grinning, "Does feel good though."

"Arthur?"

"Nope," he said a little sadly. "Never have."

"Go ahead and do it like me," Sean said like a do-it-
yourself teacher. "It feels real good." He glanced back 
at Terry for support. Terry smiled lasciviously and 
winked.

Arthur took the soap and started moving it over his 
stiffening cock as he watched Sean slowly stroking his 
own with long soapy caresses. As he worked, the intense 
sensations of the slippery soap sliding over the 
sensitive tissues of his cock made Arthur's eyes start 
to close. In a moment, he caught himself and looked 
warmly, thankfully at Sean.

"No," said Sean. "Not like that. Soap it like this!" He 
demonstrated his technique and Arthur imitated him as 
he watched the exciting movements.

"That's close...But...Here, let me show you how."

Effortlessly, self confidently, as if it were something 
he did to other guys all the time, Sean reached over 
between Arthur's legs and started washing the youthful 
stiff cock with the soap.

Arthur had considered pulling away when he saw Sean's 
intentions but...Well, it did feel good. He swayed his 
head absently as Sean's experienced hand slowly, 
rousingly, moved the slippery soapy skin back and 
forth.

Arthur was getting so deep into his sensations he 
barely heard Sean say, "That feel good?"

Arthur smiled happily in answer.

"When you touch it right here it feels even better." He 
rubbed the pulsing pinkish head tenderly, lingering on 
the tip.

"Now this..." He rubbed his palm against the head while 
grasping the shaft with his fingers.

Shortly, when he saw that Arthur was getting too 
dreamy, too satisfied, Sean removed his hand and put it 
back onto his own throbbing hard on.

Arthur opened his eyes quickly when Sean took his hand 
away.

He looked over at Terry whose huge cock was standing 
straight out.

The horny boy was stroking it excitedly.

Sean looked down at Terry's inviting hard on and 
smiled. "Looks like you could use some help too!"

Terry took his hand off his cock and allowed Sean to 
take over the job of masturbation. As Sean worked out 
on Terry's ready erect manhood, Terry sighed deeply and 
watched the movements with a detached interest: he was 
more interested in feelings than sights.

After a long while, Sean withdrew his hand from Terry's 
young horny cock and started rubbing his own.

"Wanna help me?" he asked Terry.

Terry looked into Sean's fiery eyes and contemplated 
what he was being asked to do. He'd never done it to 
anybody but his brother before. But then his brother 
hadn't done it to him in return. So....

Terry slipped his hand onto Sean's thick hard cock and 
slowly rubbed over the shaft and head with long tender 
caresses, sliding the slippery soap over the overheated 
skin.

"Hey man," Sean said, looking at Arthur. "Why don't you 
come over and wash Terry? He can wash you at the same 
time."

When Sean said that, Arthur looked in Terry's 
direction. He was looking a little hesitant about the 
request until Terry smiled hopefully at him. Then, with 
an invisible shrug of his shoulders, Arthur walked to 
Terry's side. He took Terry's stiff cock in his hand 
and started stroking it without soap while he 
reciprocated. They slid their fingers over hot skin 
excitedly, digging the sensations they were giving each 
other.

As they rubbed and felt each other's eager hard-ons, 
they detailed every tiny vein, every bulging, throbbing 
vessel along the shafts which carried engorging blood 
to make their masculinity even harder. The coursing 
fluids enlarging their cocks increased their arousal as 
they watched the others growing stronger, harder, more 
powerful.

Sean was too deeply involved in the feeling of Terry's 
hand on his cock to give much notice to what the other 
two were doing but occasionally he did glance at the 
pair's cocks watching them playing with each other. 
They played in the water; they played soccer together; 
but now they were playing with each other in a 
different game and they were playing in earnest, 
instinctively. Sean smiled dreamily as he watched them.

"Let's rinse 'em off," he said, pulling momentarily 
away from Terry's hand, toward the shower.

Terry looked at Arthur and they had a silent 
communication. They let go of each other's cocks and 
rinsed off the soap.

Terry was certainly the best looking of the three if 
there was one best looking. He was tall and hairless 
except for some fine blond down on his deeply tanned 
muscular legs. His long blonde hair, now a light brown 
from being wet, framed an exquisitely handsome fine 
featured face with light blue eyes. He had an Adonis 
swimmer's body with tightly muscled chest and arms, 
broad shoulders tapering to narrow firm hips. 

There was his only imperfection: he had a broad stripe 
of pale skin around his hips where the sun always 
missed. His amazingly pale ass stood out in sharp 
contrast to the healthy vibrant brown of the rest of 
his body. What a shame, he thought to himself 
sometimes. He looked better in his trunks. But neither 
the guys nor girls who had seen him nude thought so: 
they'd say he looked sexier naked.

Sean was certainly good-looking and sexy in his way. He 
was stockier than either Arthur or Terry although he 
did have the same tight muscle tone and deep summer 
tan. His legs and arms were thicker and stronger and, 
perhaps because he was older and used it more, his cock 
was much bigger than Arthur's. Sean's was a fraction 
shorter than Terry's big cock but it was thicker.

Arthur looked much younger in the face than he actually 
was. He had a pretty baby face framed by gleaming jet 
black hair, punctuated by vibrant eyes a lighter shade 
of blue than Terry's. Arthur's shoulders were broad but 
his hips were wider and his pale white ass more full 
and rounded then either of the other two. But with his 
muscular build, deep golden tan and slimness, he too 
was sexually attractive. Especially to Terry and Sean.

The hot water didn't affect their hard-ons; when they 
turned so that their backs were to the spray, their 
erections were even stiffer than before.

They looked at each other's excited cocks interestedly 
and smiled as they ogled.

"Now we're clean, let's do somethin' else," suggested 
Sean.

Before Terry could ask "What?" Sean was down on his 
knees rubbing the aroused boy's inner thighs. He rubbed 
over the slick wet skin gently, working slowly but 
surely upward. Sean pressed Terry's tightly pulled nut 
sack into his palm and massaged it. While Terry's mind 
was still concentrating on the delicious touch on his 
balls, Sean had moved closer and taken Terry's 
thickness into his mouth.

Terry felt thicker inside his mouth than Sean had 
imagined by playing with the organ. It wasn't so thick 
as to gag him but it was still a mouthful, nine-and-a-
half inches of red hot meat. Sean sucked furiously as 
he became more aroused by the organ.

Shortly, he pulled his mouth off the slippery wet cock 
and stood up.

"Now it's your turn," he grinned at Terry.

Unlike the first time, there was no hesitation now. 
Terry effortlessly slid to his knees as if he knew 
exactly what to do. He'd never gone this far before but 
it seemed somehow natural.

He rubbed Sean's heavy balls as he tried to take the 
immense thickness of the cock into his mouth. Sean was 
so thick that there was very little room inside Terry's 
mouth for suction, his lips were stretched almost to 
their full extremes.

After a while of pulling his mouth up and down Sean's 
hot throbbing cock, Terry got used to the thickness and 
began to really enjoy sucking it. He used his tongue to 
lick across the big purple head as he sucked and 
tickled his tongue across Sean's piss hole and rubbed 
across it. Terry finally pulled his mouth from Sean and 
kissed the boy's huge cock head. Looking up into Sean's 
face for approval, he stood up.

Sean smiled when he opened his eyes. "Pretty good."

"Arthur," Sean commanded gently.

Arthur moved over in front of Sean and Terry and 
readied himself. He knelt down on the slippery tile and 
inched on his knees to Terry's groin. He rubbed the 
boy's super-heated balls as he took the thickness of 
Terry's superheated manhood into his mouth. His lips 
stretched and he opened his mouth as wide as it would 
go to accommodate the boy's enormous size. Arthur 
sucked furiously. Shortly, he lifted his mouth off 
Terry and inched over to Sean's steel hard shaft. 
Arthur slid the thicker, throbbing organ into his hot 
wet mouth and proceeded to suck Sean off. 

Arthur was aware before it happened that Sean was going 
to come in his mouth, but he didn't take his mouth off 
the pulsating cock, he encouraged Sean with tender 
gentle licks to stay in. Arthur had never experienced 
anything like it before. It was like an explosion from 
a fire hose shooting out of a water cannon into his 
throat. But the water was hot creamy cum instead. He 
tried to swallow Sean's juicy cum as fast as it shot 
out but he couldn't, some of the hot sticky jizz 
dripped out the corners of his mouth.

Arthur milked Sean dry and stood up.

Sean immediately knelt down and started sucking Arthur 
off. Arthur's throbbing hard cock wasn't nearly as 
large as Terry's but it was long and stiff and tasty. 
Sean loved the taste of hot man meat. He licked it all 
over each time he pulled off his mouth. He savored the 
flavor of the aroused cock. Arthur had cum before but 
never from a blow job. Masturbation had been his only 
other experience, he wasn't prepared for the intense 
pleasure of this kind of ejaculation. When he started 
to shoot, his legs started to buckle and he gasped for 
breath. But when he was through cumming in Sean's 
gulping throat he knew that he had never before felt 
this good before.

When Sean stood up, Terry was stroking his tool 
abstractedly with an excited aroused expression on his 
face.

"What's up?" asked Sean.

"You," answered Terry sensuously.

Terry moved his hands to Sean's sides and chest and 
moved them over the smooth tight skin. He rubbed in 
wide circular motions over Sean's thick, muscular torso 
and his sides. Slowly Terry shifted position and moved 
behind Sean, rubbing his back slowly, erotically.

Terry's touching gradually moved lower, with firm 
gentle strokes, he started rubbing Sean's pale muscular 
ass, touching the smooth silken skin, watching his 
hands as they caressed the buns. Sean jiggled his ass 
to signal appreciation. That got Terry hot.

He squeezed Sean's tight rounded ass excitedly as he 
caressed it with his other hand. His wandering finger 
traveled down the crack between the wet hairless cheeks 
to the opening in Sean's ass hole.

Slowly, he inched forward and started rubbing his heavy 
equipment between Sean's cheeks. Sean responded with a 
grind to which Terry responded with increased pressure 
and speed.

Finally, Terry moved his cock to his destination and 
raised himself slightly so that his cock could fit 
inside. When Sean lowered his taller frame, the entry 
path was perfect. Terry wrapped his arms round Sean's 
front and penetrated. As he paused inside, the horny 
youth started playing with Sean's still half hard cock.

The slippery gleaming skinned boy thrust slowly, 
deeply, into Sean's dark interior. Slowly, his tempo 
increased and rubbed Sean's cock and groin with 
increased ferocity as he worked, ascending to the 
heights of physical pleasure.

Terry's grip around Sean tightened, he laid his head on 
Sean's strong brown shoulder as he gasped and shot off. 
He pumped his big youthful load into Sean's ass with a 
passion. Sean had gotten so turned on by getting fucked 
that he shot again for a second time at the same 
instant. As Terry's cum was filtering into Sean's body, 
his was dripping off Terry's hands.

After a long moment, when he was beginning to go soft, 
Terry pulled himself out of his happy prison and let go 
of Sean's cock. He walked round in front of the other 
boys and smiled impishly. He slapped the two soft cocks 
of his friends gently, lovingly, appreciatively, 
grinning with sincerity.

"Pool's open same time tomorrow, " Terry said, smiling 
hopefully.

"Yeah," said Sean, "and won't be nobody here after we 
get in the shower again. Just like tonight."

"Okay," Arthur responded. "I'm game. Every night the 
pool's open we can stay late for other games. I like 
it!"

The three boys hugged each other strongly and finished 
showering. But when they glanced at each other's naked 
sexy bodies, what they saw was a little bit different 
from the way they looked at each other earlier that 
day, now they knew who they really were.

END

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