Speedo

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Speedo: Part 6

Speedo lived in a condo in a nice neighborhood named Lakes by the Bay. Both of his sisters were home from college for the summer, but were out. His parents were super cool artist types. His dad had long thick brown hair he wore in a pony tail. His mom's hair was curly and blonde like Speedo's. They were genuinely interested in me and did not seem to be racist even in subtle ways. They also figured out that we liked each other and were cool with the way we were affectionate with one another. Being at his house made me feel completely free to be me. I was surprised that neither one of his parents slipped up and called him by his real name.

When it was time for me to go home, they were worried about my safety. Though they did not say it, I could tell that their concern, in part, stemmed from the fact that a black boy walking through a predominately white neighborhood at night could be targeted by fearful people who saw all black teens as troublemakers. I assured them that I loved running at night and that I would text Speedo as soon as I got home. I could run a seven-minute mile, so I would be home in a little over twenty minutes.

As soon as I arrived home, I texted Speedo to let him know I was safe. We both planned to meet at the pool an hour before opening time. When I went to the kitchen to get some water, my mom and dad were sitting at the table. They asked me to join them, and they both looked worried.

"Jamal, tell us what's going on with you and this young man," my mom said.

"You mean, Speedo?" I asked. She nodded. "Did Malik say something?" I wanted to know how much they knew before I told them about my first crush on a boy.

"No. He did not say anything," my dad assured me. "Your mom and I could see that he is more than a friend."

"Yea," I said. "I guess you could say I've got a pretty big crush on him."

"Does he feels the same way about you?" my mom asked.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know yet," I said. "All I know is that he likes spending time with me."

"How long have you known that you are attracted to other boys," my dad asked.

"I did not realize it until I met Speedo," I said. "Are you guys shocked to find this out?"

"Not really, Jamal, both your mom and I have suspected that you might be gay for a few years," my dad said.

"No way. What made you think that? It's not like I am a sissy. Plus, I like girls too," I said.

"I guess the biggest red flag has been your relationship with Dante," he said.

"Even after you were no longer little boys, the two of you took showers together, used the same towel, slept naked together, and left a lot of semen stains on your sheets. A mother always knows," she said.

"I thought that was what all boys our age did. Don't most boys do things like that with each other?" I asked.

"You guys weren't very quiet either," my dad said. "I would say it is normal to experiment with another boy, but you guys were naked together a lot,"

"How did you know?" I asked.

"When your mother or I would check on you at night, you two never had clothes on and often had an arm or leg draped across the other," my dad said.

"Plus, there was this closeness between you that seemed like more than friends," my mom said.

"And he seemed jealous when you starting dating Erica," my dad said. "He didn't like her from the start for no apparent reason."

"I never suspected anything," I said. "Yesterday, Dante got upset when he saw Speedo and me walking to our house holding hands," I said.

"Wearing Speedos?" my dad asked.

"Yea, it was the only thing he had to wear, and I was wearing the one he gave me yesterday, so it seemed like the best way to make him feel comfortable," I said.

"I have a feeling Dante was both jealous and upset," my mom said. "As long as no one suspected that the two of you were closer than friends, it was okay with him."

"Now that I have outed myself, people will think he is gay too if he hangs out with me," I said.

"Now let's focus on you," my dad said. "You know that black teens who are gay or bi, like you, get bullied more than any other group."

"There is also a higher incidence of teen suicide in LGBTQ children," my mom added.

"Who else besides his family and our family knows that you have a crush on this boy?" my father asked.

"Only about 400 other people," I said, showing them the picture and caption I posted on Snap Chat earlier that day.

"So, I am walking home from lifeguarding holding this guy's hand. This is new to me," my father read it aloud. "Have you read the comments?"

"Not yet," I said.

"Is it okay with you if we read them together," he suggested.

"Go for it," I said.

"Is this a joke?" Dante

"I thought you were cool." JD

"This is brave Bro. I hope you don't regret it." Doug

"From Prom King to Prom Queen in a month." Bobby

"I hope you get AIDS." Mike

"I got your back." Richie

"There are many more," he said handing the phone back to me.

"Don't worry mom and dad. People are brave behind a cell phone, but in person, it's another story. I can handle this. Plus, some of my boys are posting positive messages. As long as I know that my family is supportive, I am going to be okay. I didn't do anything wrong. I just told the truth," I said.

"Social media can be a blessing and a curse," my mother said. "But, I am so proud of you for being honest, and nothing will change the way we feel."

My father hugged me. "Don't try to protect us. We want to celebrate your joys and share your struggles. Please don't hide your hurt from us, okay?"

"You got it dad. You know me. I can't keep a secret," I assured them both. "I'm going to go to bed. Today has been exhausting."

"Good night son," my mom said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"So, if I'm ever in bed naked alone or with another boy, I'll lock the door from now on," I said.

"Great idea," my dad said. "We'll respect your privacy."

That night, even though I was horny as hell from all this talk about me and Speedo, I went right to bed naked as usual, and I locked the door for the first time.

The next morning I ignored my woodie and grabbed both Speedos from the towel bar in the bathroom. I stuffed my hard cock into my Speedo pointing over my right hip. Then I put on a sexy pair of running shorts and my running shoes that were still in the bag from yesterday. I also grabbed Speedo's swimsuit to give to him at the pool. I quickly ate a yogurt and a banana, and I was out of the door as the sun rose. I was in the zone, running was like meditation for me. I could block out stress and worry to focus on my breathing and my body. I love the sound and rhythm of tennis shoes as they quietly connect with the sidewalk.

I arrived at the pool before Speedo, so I put my running shoes, his lifeguard Speedo, and my shorts away. Wearing only my Speedo and a partial-erection, I got to work. I started in the change rooms. Thankfully, Javi had done a good job of cleaning after he closed the pool. So, I started vacuuming the pool. I started by working in the deep end where debris tends to accumulate. When I was nearly finished, Speedo entered carrying a gym bag with only a towel wrapped around him.

"What's going on stud?" I asked.

He locked the gate. Then, he turned around and removed the towel, putting it around his neck. Naturally, he was totally naked. My eyes never grew tired of seeing his flawlessly smooth naked body. He could have been Michelangelo's model for David, except that David has pubes.

"So, do you like what you see?" he asked. "If you do, join me by getting naked too."

I immediately took my Speedo off and slipped it around my neck through the waist and a leg hole. "Now what," I asked.

"Do I have to tell you everything? It's time for you to take some initiative."

So, I turned around, grabbed my ankles, spread my cheeks, and exposed my tight brown hole. "How's this for initiative?"

"So, you want to know my real name so bad that you are ready to give up your anal virginity to me today?" he asked.

"I told you, bro, I want to get to know every part of you," I said, "so, do me already."

"Okay: tight virgin hole, check; horny boys, check; massive erection, check. So, all we need is a condom and some lube. You may have noticed that I showed up wearing a towel and nothing else. So, you must have brought a condom and some lube if you are serious about some amazing butt fucking."

At this point I stood up and turned around. "Damn, I knew I forgot something."

"You teased me for nothing," he said.

"What's in your gym bag?" I asked. "Don't guys like you always come prepared?"

"I've got the shoes, panties, and shorts you loaned me yesterday. Nothing else," he said.

"Are you calling my manly bikini underwear panties?" I asked.

"Bro, I like them as much as you do, but they are anything but manly," he said.

"Speedo, would you have taken my ass cherry right here and now?" I asked grabbing my brown butt cheeks.

"Come on Jamal. You practically begged me to fuck you," he said.

"Just last night I told my brother in front of you that I wasn't ready for that yet," I reminded him.

"I thought that you had an epiphany overnight, and that you wanted to take our relationship to the next level," he said.

"In what fucked up alternate universe have I become Erica and you have become me?" I asked.

"Bro, imagining you as Erica does not do anything for me, but I would definitely trade places with you for a day. Being an extremely sexy and hung black boy would be fantastic," he said closing the gap between us. "Just stand there. Don't move." He placed his rigid white cock against my hard brown snake and began to stroke us both. I immediately experienced gay boy utopia. Then, he started kissing me, and we both moaned into each other's mouths. This, of course, made us laugh. But, he never stopped stroking. Damn, that boy hard a strong arm and a good grip. Before you could say fuck-a-duck, I started firing my Jamal jism all over him while he shot his Speedo spooge all over me. We were a cum-covered mess. I had shoot a huge load all over him and it was running down his leg. He had done the same to me. So, we went and took a shower together before the cum ran onto the pool deck.

The shower room has a shower head on three of the four tiles walls. We elected to share the same head. The warm water felt good as it washed off the sweat and semen that covered us. Speedo positioned himself behind me with his white penis in my brown crack. The water was hitting his back. Then, he used a bar of soap to wash my underarms, pecs, and abs. Then he went for my seven-inch-long cock and smooth balls which were hanging pretty low. He gently soaped them. Then, he started stroking my uncut brown dick. I saw stars and rainbows. I was moaning like a cheap whore. His effect on me was not of this world. Next, he had me move with my hard cock pointing straight out in front of me until the warm spray of the shower was hitting my back. Then, he got down on his knees in front of me and started stroking my cock and licking my balls. After he finished with my brown nuts, he started licking up and down and kissing my cock with fervor. Finally, he took it in his mouth and down his throat until his nose was in my kinky black pubes. He was like a magician swallowing, licking and sucking on my throbbing brown dick. At times he gagged on it, but he kept going. Then, he reached behind me with his right hand, and pushed his middle finger into my asshole, finding my prostate immediately. He began to finger-fuck me while he deep-throated my cock. This guy knew how to turn a boy on. He was definitely a first class cocksucker. In a few minutes, my brown balls drew up into their sack, and I began to shoot rope after rope of warm boy batter down his throat. He swallowed every drop until I stopped shooting. When my orgasm was over, he licked my cock clean, stood, and kissed me. I could taste my cum in his mouth. It was such a turn-on. I hugged him long and hard. I could feel his big hard white cock against my spent brown one.

"Speedo, I have never ever experienced anything like that. You took me to places I have never been. Are you some kind of sexual genie, because you made nearly every one of my wishes come true," I said to him.

"You figured it out. I live in a bottle until a horny boy summons me. My gifts were granted to me by the Greek god Eros, the god of love," he said smiling. This boy was more than amazing good looks, he was smart too.

"You must be Adonis, the perfect man," I said kissing him again. "And I am your Nubian prince."

"I am sorry, Jamal, but that sounded so gay," he said laughing.

"Sucking my dick was not gay at all, right," I said tickling him. The two of us were sitting on a bench in the changing area.

"Plenty of straight boys like me are into it," he said, kissing me again. "By the way, your beautiful brown boner reached into my throat further back than any dick has ever gone."

"How many dicks have you sucked, bro?" I asked, kissing him again.

"Only one before you. Noon was a pretty boy with a little dick," he said, licking his lips. "It was so easy to suck and very pretty like him."

"How little?" I asked.

"Four inches hard, two inches soft," he said.

"Damn that's small. How old is he, twelve?"

"No. He's our age, sixteen," Speedo said.

"I'll bet he hates for other guys to see him naked. I know I would be embarrassed to be that small," I said.

"You would think he would be super modest to avoid having other guys make fun of him," he said. "But he is the opposite. He is 100% comfortable in his own skin. Like you and me, he likes showing off his body and does not care what the others guys say. They call him names like Tiny and the Dickless Wonder, and he doesn't give a shit."

"I like him already," I said. "It sounds like he would be fun to hang out with."

"You've already met his twin sister," he said.

"What? He is Dawn's twin brother. No fucking way," I said. "I get it. Their parents named them after times of the day: Dawn and Noon. That's wild."

"Yea, and he looks just like her, long hair and all. I swear, if he had a pussy and tits, he would be her. Except for some pubes and a little hair under his arms, he is almost entirely hairless too," he said.

"I'll bet he acts like a girl too. Those pretty boys are always sissies," I said.

"Jamal, he is all boy like you and me. You would never guess he is gay. He is a really good soccer player and has lots of straight friends even though they all know he's gay," he said.

"Holy fuck, you have had sex with both of them. That is so kinky dude," I said. "How did that happen?"

"It's a long story, but we had better get ready to lifeguard," he said. "I promise to tell you everything when we have more time."

"I guess play time is over," I said, giving his soft dick a tug.

"Did you remember to bring my swimsuit? Otherwise I'll have to lifeguard in my birthday suit which is fine with me," he said.

"Bro, it's not fine with me. I don't want the whole world seeing my boy naked," I said stuffing my brown cock and balls into my Speedo. I went and got his swimsuit from my bag which was under the counter. I went back to the change room and tossed it to him. "Maybe we can hang out again tonight or even have a sleepover so that you can tell me the tale of Dawn and Noon."

"That sounds great. I can hang out until nine. I promised Javi that I would meet him here at closing time so that we can hangout," he said.

Even though I immediately felt jealous and disappointed, I acted like I was okay with this unexpected fork in the road. "No problem. We can run home together after work, only this time we'll wear running shorts."

"And we won't be able to hold hands. What a bummer," he said.

"I don't think my neighbors we'll be able to cope with us walking down the street practically naked, holding hands two days in a row," I said.

"I guess the world isn't ready for us yet," he said.