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Speedo: Part 10
"I'm sorry man. I didn't think about what would happen if Speedo told someone," I said.
"Thanks man," Dante said. "When I'm ready to be as brave as you, you'll be the first to know."
"I'm here for you man," I said hugging him cock to cock. "But, I'd better get home. I've got to work tomorrow." I quickly dressed and climbed out of the window.
"Later homo," he said as he closed the window.
FRIDAY
The next morning I got up with my typical morning wood, so I had to bend over at the waist facing the toilet so my piss would not hit the back of the seat.
Once I finished relieving myself, I tucked my seven-inch-long worm into the jock strap I still had on from the day before. I liked the way I looked in the tight back tank top and the white shorts. Speedo was right, I did look pretty gay.
I put my red lifeguard Speedo around my neck and donned my favorite pair of ASICS gel running shoes for the one-mile-long trek to the pool. I could not wait to see Speedo, so I decided to sprint most of the way there. Hopefully the sidewalks would be empty since it was so early.
Exercise was my therapy. A chance to clear my head as I focused on my breathing and the physical struggle, instead of the things that were bugging me in my personal life. When I got to the pool, I was surprised to see a car in the parking lot. This was the first time that Speedo had driven to work. It was a Mustang convertible, one of my favorite cars. After using my key to unlock the pool gate, I was happy to see that the pool deck was spotless, and Speedo was already vacuuming the pool.
I walked up behind him and hugged him while wedging my rapidly hardening fuckstick into his warm ass crack. I kissed his neck making him sigh contentedly. "Good morning Speedo," I said. "It looks like you're almost finished getting everything ready for the day."
"Yea, I was highly motivated," he replied. "I wanted to be able to squeeze in as much time time as possible with you."
"You sound a little desperate," I said, kissing his neck again. "I like it when my girl plays hard to get."
"I'm not that kind of girl," Speedo replied. "When the right guy comes along, I'm ready to spread `em," he said while grinding his ass against my meat. He was driving me crazy.
"Baby, has anyone told you that you are one hot slut?" I asked while grabbing his Speedo-clad cock. He was as hard as the pool vacuum pole he was holding. "My parents warned me about girls like you."
"My parents also warned me about boys like you," he replied. He bent down to disconnect the pool hose. As he pulled the hose from the pool he said, "Damn this thing is long. Just like I like `em."
"So how many boys have had their way with you?" I asked, following him to the place where we stored the pool equipment.
"You would be the second," he said, turning to face me. "I've told you all about Noon. He was my one and only until I met you. " Damn this boy was sexy.
"Only one boy before me?" I asked. "I would have thought a sleazy girl like you would have had many more cocks than one in her tight pussy." We kissed while grinding our hard-ons together.
"You misunderstood me, Jamal," he said barely containing his laughter. "You would be my second one today."
"Damn girl," I replied. "it's only 8:30. You have been busy." We both cracked up as we walked hand in hand to the men's locker room.
"So, where did we leave off?" I asked while tugging down my tiny white running shorts. My hard cock could not wait to be released from the tight confines of my jockstrap.
"I think I had just shot my load inside of you while Malik watched," he replied laughing again whike slipping out of his little red lifeguard Speedo. He put it around his neck just like I had before my morning run.
"That was weird," I replied. "I'll bet he'll knock next time before he barges into my bedroom."
"In his defense," Speedo said, "we did use up all of the hot water." He wasted no time in getting down on both knees and lapping at my smooth low-hanging black balls while holding my erection to keep it from hitting him in the face.
"I always did like me some Jamal balls for breakfast," he said, as he began licking my cock from the base to the head.
"Please suck me," I begged. "My Jamal balls need to unload."
"No problem," he said leading me over to a long wooden bench. "Just lie down here." Once I was comfortable, he positioned himself over me with both of his his feet on the floor on either side of the bench with his hard cut white cock dangling over my face as he took my big black dick down his throat until his nose was in my kinky pubes. He began bobbing up and down on my shiny seven-incher while his precum began dripping all over my face. "Mmm," he moaned while giving me a top tier blow job. The more lost I became in the fog of sexual bliss, the more I wanted to touch him and give him the same pleasure I was receiving. So I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer to me to so that I could suck on his long white torpedo while he continued to bob up and down on my black missile.
The boy was a sex machine and a multitasker. While riding my cock with his mouth, he began to fuck my face with his rock hard six and 3/4 incher. (I loved it that my dick was just a fraction longer than his.) I relaxed my throat so that all of his cock was beyond my lips on his down thrusts. I was amazed at the way in only a few days I had gotten my gag reflex under control. I loved having him in my my mouth and giving him the same sexual high he was giving me. The feeling of his smooth balls hitting my nose as he forcefully fucked my face was also a turn on.
I felt my black balls drawing up tightly into my sack, so I opened my eyes to check the state of his white marbles. They had become so tight in his sack that they had became a part of his cock. It was almost like they had disappeared.
I could tell by the way he seemed to become more frantic that he was as close as I was to blasting off. Our moans filled the men's locker room as these two gay teens enjoyed the throws of an unbridled sexual high. When I felt the first blast erupt from my throbbing cock, I was suddenly surprised by a shot of white nectar from Speedo's cock. I swallowed it as fast as I could so that I would have room in my mouth for the next round. I fired round after round as did he. It was an out of body experience. The pleasure was incredible as I swallowed his seed while he did the same for me until we were both utterly and completely satisfied. When our mutual orgasms finally ended, Speedo lay upon me with my cock still in his mouth and his still in mine. We were both panting as though we had just finished running sprints and we were covered in sweat. This was utopia. Nothing could be better.
Once we recovered, we stood facing one another holding hands. "Bro, that was amazing!" we both said simultaneously which made us both laugh. I moved toward him and kissed him with the same passion that I had just felt during our convergent eruptions. The taste of my semen in his mouth was so sexy. I could not get enough of this boy.
"So, you want to grab a quick shower to wash the sweat and smells of sex from our bodies?" he asked once the long kiss ended.
We entered the shower room together, still holding hands. Once inside, we turned on every shower head which began to fill the room with steam. Then we took turns washing one another. It was both sensual and refreshing. Finally, we dried each other off before putting on our matching red lifeguard Speedos.
We exited the locker room holding hands once again. It felt so natural, like I had been holding boys' hands every day.
The pool was busy, so the day went by quickly. Javi arrived at noon as usual. I was curious to see how he and Speedo would interact after their private meeting at the pool the previous night. Fortunately, everything seemed normal. They were both friendly with one another, but nothing more. I had decided that I would not ask Speedo about what had transpired between the two of them. I would let him tell me if he wanted to.
In addition, since Dante had asked me to keep his revelation that he was also into boys a secret, I was not planning to say anything about our meeting unless Speedo asked. And, if he did ask, I wasn't going to tell him that Dante was gay even though I really wanted to. I know I should have seen the signs, but I was truly shocked to find out that my old best friend was gay.
During the day, Speedo and I made plans to hang out after work. I could not wait to take a ride in his Mustang with the top down.
We both exited the Cutler Bay pool together at 5pm on the dot. Once we got into the car, Speedo pushed a button and the convertible top automatically retracted into a space behind the back seat.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked taking my hand in his.
"Somewhere we can be alone," I said smiling.
"Why don't we go grab something to eat first, then we can head over to my house," he said. "Once we're inside my bedroom we can have all the privacy we both want."
"That sounds great," I said. "Since you are driving, dinner will be on me."
"I know what you're trying to do," he replied. "Spend enough money on me so that I feel obligated to let you get into my pants."
"Damn, bro, you figured me out," I replied.