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Darren broke the surface of the water, the sun glinting off the droplets that sprayed away from his face as it emerged from the pool.
I tried not to look at his crotch and the bulge of his cock against the tight Speedo.
The fuck who invented Speedos should be ass-fucked by every sexually frustrated guy in the world.
Darren was staying at our house while his parents were backpacking across southern Europe. Darren and I weren’t especially good friends since we went to different schools and only saw each other at church on Sundays, but our mothers had a Bible study together and seemed to be under the impression that Darren and I were great pals.
Darren was tall, or at least taller then I am, about 6’ 1”. He had brown hair with dumbass blond highlights and a small goatee on his chin. He’s got muscle definition that screams steroids and a beautiful, dark tan that screams future skin cancer.
He gets out of the pool and walks across the concrete towards me. I’m sitting under an umbrella-table at the edge of the lawn. He stops right in front of me. I lower my book and look directly into his crotch, his Speedo sucked in to provide a graphic description of his cock and balls.
“Sure you don’t wanna come in?” He asks, putting his hands on his hips.
I gulp and try to keep my voice. “Um, no,” I said, “I’m not much of a water person.”
“Okay,” He said, “But it’s your loss.”
He turned and took a few running steps and leaped into the pool, splashing water all over the deck and me.
Darren sat on the edge of the bed, and looked deep into my eyes. I could see lust there, but it was hidden behind reservations and doubts.
I sat next to him laid my hand on his shoulder. I felt it twitch at my touch. I liked seeing him shaken for once.
I leaned across his body and kissed his lips.
It was brief, but I felt the electric tingle run down my spine, sending waves of goose bumps out across my back.
I kissed him again, longer this time. Our lips were warm against each other. My tongue touched his teeth and ran across them. I slipped it into the gap between his top and bottom sets and slowly parted them.
Darren stood, abruptly and looked at me.
“This is wrong,” He said, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
Darren followed me out of the pool and grabbed a towel, tossing one to me. I began toweling down my hair as I walked across the deck. I stopped and toweled down the rest of my body and threw the towel over my shoulder.
Darren followed me inside and we headed into my room, or should I say the room we were sharing.
Darren flipped open his suitcase that was sitting on a chair in the corner and grabbed a pair of jeans, a short-sleeved polo shirt and a pair of white cotton briefs.
“Mind if I hit the shower,” Darren asked, “This pool-water’s gonna do havoc to my hair.”
“Nah,” I replied, “I was just about to do the same.”
We headed out of “our” room and upstairs to the shower.
“You know,” Darren said, “I’ve never gotten around to telling you how great it is of you to open your house to me, especially because you hardly know me and all.”
“Ah,” I said dismissively. “It’s no problem, man.”
“No, really,” He said, pursuing the matter, “It’s really a great testimony of Christ.”
- Oh shit I thought, He’s not gonna bring up that, is he?
“Ah, na man,” I said, trying to end this line of conversation, “It’s no big deal.”
“Well, I just wanted you to know how grateful I am,” He said.
We had just reached the bathroom door when he finished.
“You first or me?” I asked him.
“Uh, I don’t care, you can, “ He said.
“Naw,” I said, politely differing to the guest, “You can,”
“No,” He said, “It’s no problem, you can go first,”
- Christ, I thought It’s just a fucking shower, not a U.N. decision.
“We could just go together,” He said. It caught me completely off guard. By the time I had finished visualizing the shower scene in American History X and what it would be like to stand behind him in the shower, reality had reared his shit-ugly head.
“Uh, I dunno,” I said, trying to exude negative thoughts.
“Ah, c’mon,” He persisted, “We just gotta wash our hair, it’s dumb to take two.”
“I, um, well…” I stuttered.
“Oh, come on,” He said, grabbing my arm and leading me into the bathroom “It’s not a U.N. decision.”
My tongue explored the inside of his mouth, running around the roof, feeling the ridges there. I lowered it down onto his tongue, tracing the roughness of it.
I moved my head around to the side to enable me further access to his mouth. My lips were warm from his lips. My eyes were closed as I absorbed the moment.
I put my hand on his shoulder and gently eased him back, down onto the bed. He resisted slightly, but finally submitted.
I eased my body over on top of his, my crotch pressing down into his. I could feel his erection though his jeans. I ran my hand down over his chest and I felt it jerk against my leg.
His hand tentatively moved around behind me and rested on the small of my back. I smiled to myself when he did that.
I broke our kiss and raised up on my knees, my ass pressing down onto his cock. I smiled at him as I reached down and undid the one done button on his polo.
I took the polo by the bottom and slowly began to pull it up. He arched his back as I slid it up and over his head. I looked down at his hard body, washboard abs, toned chest, practically rippling.
I bent and kissed his shoulder, then his chest, then I kissed his left nipple. I felt its hard erection between my lips before I playfully toyed it with the tip of my tongue.
He shuddered and goose bumps rose under my touch.
I watched Darren crack his head side-to-side, then tighten and loosen his shoulders, stretching.
“Kinda tight,” He said.
We stood in the middle of the bathroom, still in our swimsuits. Our clothes sat on the vanity.
I loved and hated this awkward little moment when you’re standing with another guy, about to get into the same shower, and neither one of you wants to de-robe first.
Darren did, hooking his Speedo with his thumbs and working it down, exposing more and more of the skin leading down to his pubes.
I followed suit, grabbing my shorts and easing them down.
I tried with all my might not to stare at Darren as he pulled his Speedo off, but it was impossible. He peeled the tiny suit off his cock and balls, stirring them. I caught my breath, quietly enough he didn’t notice, luckily.
I was shocked as he pulled the Speedo off, to discover he was not only, un-circumcised, but he had a perfectly shaved pubes.
He pulled the shower curtain back and stepped in. I got in after him. I had managed to control my erection so far, but I felt the blood pushing, begging to be let in.
He began fiddling with the shower knob. He managed to get water to come out, but couldn’t figure out how to turn on the showerhead.
“Can you help me with this thing?” He asked, “I’ve never showered up here before.”
I leaned past him and pulled on the knob, turning on the water-jet blast. When I did so, my cock shifted and brushed against his leg.
I lost it then. As I straightened up I stared with dismay as my dick kept increasing in size until it was fully erect and sticking straight out.
“Is this the shampoo?” Darren asked, turning around to face me. His eyes flicked down and back up at me. “Woah,” He said, raising his eyebrows briefly in mocking jest.
I swallowed hard and picked up the shampoo from the rack and handed it to him.
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