Speedo

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Speedo: Part 7

When Javi arrived at the pool at noon, he looked as handsome as ever. He had that Cuban boy-next-door quality that was irresistible. His hair was parted on the side and was short and very neat. He was thinner than both Speedo and me, and his skin was a sexy medium brown color. He always spoke to every guest when he arrived and had a special gift for making the little children feel that he cared about them. When the guys in the goggles and Speedos came for lap-swimming, he greeted each one and helped them to find a lane. He always worked it out so that swimmers of like-ability shared lanes when it was necessary. He was comfortable in his own skin and was a great lifeguard innately. I had learned a lot from him and tried to be as kind to each guest as he was. When the cute girls flirted with him, he was humble and gave each one some attention even though he never flirted back. He spoke both Spanish and English which was a big help since I only spoke English and many of the guests only spoke Spanish. He was also very private and never talked about his personal life with me. Even though we had worked together for a few weeks now, I felt like I did not know him. Was he straight or gay? Did he have a girlfriend or boyfriend? Did he really want to swap blowjobs with Speedo?

As soon as he had spoken to everyone at the pool, he walked over to give me a fist bump and to see how I was doing. "Cómo estás?" he asked.

"Bien," I replied. "It has been super busy. We have had at least forty people in the pool since we opened the gate," I replied. "Muchaco, I see that you are not wearing the new lifeguard uniform." He was still wearing the red trucks with the seven-inch inseam.

"No way. That is not my style, but it looks good on you and Speedo," he said. "The two of you make a great team."

"Yea, we have also started hanging out after work. We are getting to be close," I replied.

"Do you mind if I ask if the two of you are more than friends?" he said.

"Bro, did you see the picture of Speedo and me that I posted on my story on Snap Chat yesterday?" I asked.

"Yes. I saw it, and I was surprised. I thought you were straight," he said sincerely.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know what I am. Have you ever had a crush on another boy?" I asked.

"Only you muchacho," he said, giving me a wink, before he walked over to greet Speedo who was sitting in the other lifeguard stand.

I could not figure him out. He actually said that Speedo and I looked good in our swim briefs, and yesterday he asked one of us to give him a blow job. Now he is joking about having a crush on me. Is this boy gay or straight? He was fucking with my head. Yet, somehow I found myself attracted to him. He is sexy and brown like me. I am pretty sure that his cock is also uncut since he was born in Cuba. I began to imagine what he would look like naked and my brown boa sprang to life. Damn, I hate getting erections in this tiny Speedo. Thankfully, it was hard to see since I was a good four feet off the ground.

The next thirty minutes, until we switched places, seemed to drag by. Once again, I got jealous when Javi was super friendly to Speedo, spraying his back with sun screen again and laughing at whatever Speedo said. Then, I began to berate myself. How could I be jealous when I liked both boys? Then, there was my next door neighbor and best friend, Dante. My parents picked up on a gay vibe between the two us which genuinely surprised me. I began to replay how the two of us spent a lot of time together naked. For us it was normal. We had been close since we were young, sharing a bath together. As we matured, we never became modest. Even as teens we still took showers together, washing each other's backs and trading places under the shower head, never self-conscious about which body parts touched or whether or not our cocks were hard or soft. We played video games, talked about sports and school, and even wrestled without any clothes on. Then, when we both discovered masturbation, we couldn't wait to do it together. We never actually stroked the other guy's penis, but we were side by side. Our shoulders and legs touched, and we didn't give a shit if some of the other guy's cock snot landed on us.

We were brothers, or so I thought. Now, don't get me wrong, I could see something more than friendship developing between the two of us. Dante was a stud. Since both of his parents are black, his skin is darker and his hair is kinkier than mine. Though his cock is a full inch shorter than mine, he is also uncut like me, and the globes of his ass look like they are molded from black marble. He is just one inch shorter than my six feet in height, but we are built alike. Finally, we like to compete with each other shooting baskets, wrestling, running, and arm wrestling. We both try to be humble winners and hopeful losers. We are evenly matched, and each of us has won and lost about the same number of times.

Things between us did change when I started dating Erica. We didn't get to spend as much time together, and Dante didn't like it. Plus, he didn't seem to like her when she had never done anything to him. Maybe he cared for me more than I realized. I was going to have to have a heart-to-heart talk with him. Hopefully, he would open up to me. I never ever thought of having sex with him, but anything was possible.

Around three o'clock, the pool was temporarily empty, so Speedo challenged me to a race, and Javi agreed to officiate. We would compete in a one-hundred meter freestyle race. I had never swum competitively, but still agreed to race against this golden god. We both started on the blocks and took off when we heard Javi's whistle. The boy was fast. He had executed his flip turn before I reached the wall, but I still gave it my best. When I touched the side, he was already there. Before I could catch my breath, he dove underwater and tugged my swimsuit off. When he came up for air, he tossed my suit to Javi. So, I had to retaliate. I wrestled with him until I managed to get his Speedo off of him. I tossed it to Javi who was keeping lookout in case a new guest arrived at the pool. Once we were both naked, we continued to horseplay, grabbing each other's asses, cocks, and balls, until we were both hard. Then, Speedo dove under and took my dick into his mouth. It felt amazing. Next, when he came up for air, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the lips while rubbing my boner against his.

This proved to be too much for Javi to take, "Time out boys!" he called. "Time to get dressed." He tossed us our swimsuits. Before we put them on, however, we got out of the pool totally naked. My boner was pointing straight out in front of me while Speedo's was pointing straight up to his belly button. Then, we approached Javi whose own Cuban missile was making a tent in his swim trunks. We grabbed Javi and threw him into the pool.

Then, we wrestled until we got his swimsuit off him as well. There was lots of groping, laughing, and dunking. Javi got into it as much as we did. More than once I felt his hard uncut cock against my back when he jumped upon me to dunk me. I retaliated my squeezing his brown ass any chance I got. At one point I came up grasping for air when Javi jumped onto me facing me. He wrapped his hands around my neck and pulled us together so that our boners were dueling. Then, he kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth. At that moment lighting cracked the sky. Speedo quickly pulled Javi off me yelling, "Foul!"

The three of us jumped out of the pool as quickly as possible and ran for cover without our swimsuits. It started pouring. Once we were safe, Speedo was the first to speak, "We are so lucky."

Javi replied, "You can say that again. What are the odds that the village hired three gay lifeguards?"

I said, "And we didn't get struck by lighting."

Speedo said, "And no one caught us ass gabbing in the pool without any clothes on."

Javi said, "You have to admit. The three of us hanging out naked is pretty awesome." I loved getting see this sexy Cuban boy in the buff. Like me, he was brown all over. He was thin, so his ass was small. He had a thick black curly bush above his beautiful brown cock. Hard, it looked to be at least six inches long. Soft, it hung down three to four inches. Like Speedo and me, he shaved his balls. The sack hung low and his balls looked to be the size of cherry tomatoes. I liked looking at him, and he seemed to enjoy taking in Speedo and my body as well.

Speedo said, "I know what you mean. If I could, I'd stay naked twenty-four seven."

I said, "Same here. My best friend Dante and I used to hang out naked all the time. We played video games, wrestled, and even slept together without any clothes on."

Javi asked, "Did you guys also have sex?"

"That's the weird part," I said. "Having sex with him never entered my mind."

"No shit," Speedo said. "You never even kissed?"

"Never," I replied. "Speaking of kissing, Javi you surprised the hell out of me with that big ass kiss you gave me."

"I thought you liked it," he said. He tugged on his beautiful brown Cuban cigar while he spoke. The guy was very sexy.

"Dude, I did like it. You are super hot, but in the past few days Speedo and I have gotten really close," I said.

"Speedo, is that why you yelled `Foul'?" Javi asked.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know why I yelled `Foul'. I guess you kissing Jamal surprised me, that's all. No harm. No foul." Speedo was playing with his smooth ball sack while he spoke.

"So, Javi, are you out?" I asked.

"Not at all. I have had a few dates with girls, but I've never done anything with a guy until I kissed you and our cocks touched just now," he said. "What about you Speedo?"

"I dated a guy I go to school with most of my sophomore year. So, the word got out pretty quickly. Plus, we both posted pictures of us together on Snap Chat. We decided that we did not want to hide the fact that we loved each other," Speedo said.

"Did you get harassed a lot?" Javi asked.

"At first, a few people called us fags and homos when we walked down the hall holding hands or if they saw us kissing. But, as time went on, we felt accepted," Speedo said.

"How has it gone for you, Jamal, since you posted the picture of you guys in your Speedos yesterday?" Javi asked.

"Just like Speedo, a few people posted some mean comments on my story on Snap Chat. However, my parents, my brother, and some friends have been cool about it," I said.

"I'm not sure that I'm ready for the whole world to know that I like boys," he said.

"I'm glad you told us," I said. "I give you my word I will never out you."

"Neither will I," Speedo said. "And, I think it is super cool that you are still a virgin. Wait until you meet a guy you love before you give him your virginity."

Hugging Speedo from behind, I kissed him on the neck and said. "That was unexpected. I did not know that you are like that."

"I take making love very seriously," he said. "There's messing around just to get your rocks off. Then, there is making love."

"I do not know how to go about meeting a guy without risking that the word will get out that I'm gay," he said.

"What kind of guy turns you on?" Speedo asked.

"I like guys who act straight like you two, and... Now don't get me wrong, Speedo, I think you are muy caliente. But, I really like brown skin."

"So, basically you are saying that Jamal is your type," Speedo said.

"Exactly. Can I have him?" he asked.

"I hate to say it bro, but I'm not up for grabs. Don't get me wrong, Javi, I like you a lot, but Speedo and I are still figuring things out," I said, kissing his neck again.

"So, are you together?" Javi asked.

"Not yet," Speedo said looking back at me. "I need more time to get to know him better."

"There's no rush," I said. "As long as you make a decision in the next five minutes." I walked over and gave Javi a hug from the back. "Or Javi can have me." I kissed him on the neck.

"I hate to be the one to stop this party," Speedo said, "but the rain has stopped. We need to get our swimsuits back on and get ready for some swimmers."

"Let's do this again," Javi said.

"Naked?" Speedo asked.

"Of course," Javi said.

"What if we meet back here at nine o'clock Friday night?" I asked.

"Sounds great," Speedo said.

"I'll already be here," Javi said. "So, let's do it."

A few minutes after we ended our first naked lifeguard meeting, a family showed up to swim. A few more guests trickled in throughout the rest of the afternoon. So, we did not have any more time to hangout.

When it was time to go, Speedo and I put on athletic shorts and tennis shoes for the mile-long run to my house. Naturally, a competition ensued, and Speedo challenged me to race him.

"Are you just trying to give me a chance to win since you beat me in our swimming race?" I asked.

"No way. I think I can beat you at this too," Speedo said. We were walking along, holding hands. Since we were not in my neighborhood yet, I did not feel self conscious about it.

"So, what does the winner get?" I asked.

"The loser has to do whatever the winner wants him to do once we get to your house," he said.

"Anything?" I asked. "I don't think I'm ready to get fucked."

"Anything but that," Speedo agreed. "But, when the time is right, and your lover takes his time, having his cock inside of you is awesome."

"Who was the bottom in your relationship with Noon?" I asked.

"In the beginning he was," Speedo said. "However, a few months into our relationship, I decided to try it."

"What was it like?" I asked.

"We decided to have sex without using condoms. Since I had only had sex with his sister and we were both virgins, I felt that I was safe. Noon had never had sex before he met me, so he was safe. The first time he fucked me, we messed around first. I was lying on my back and Noon got on top of me. While licking and sucking my cock and balls, he lowered his hard cock into my mouth until I could feel it in my throat. He kept it there until I needed a breath."

"It did not make you choke?" I asked.

"No, I actually liked the feeling, and I didn't gag once. Then, he began to fuck my face. His smooth balls were literally on my nose," I said. I was getting hard just hearing his story.

"While he sucked me, he used his fingers to loosen up my hole. It felt amazing. Then, when I was relaxed, we changed positions. I was still on my back. He put my feet on his shoulders, and he lifted me off the bed until he could line up his rock-hard four-inch-long cut cock with my virgin hole."

"This sounds amazing," I said.

"Even though he had loosed my hole some, when he started working the head of his cock into me, the pain was immense. I told him, It hurts, but I really want to feel you inside me,' so he took his time. He pushed into me just a little, then we started kissing. Before long the pain lessened, so I said, More,' and he pushed another inch into me. The pain returned, and I told him, so we kissed some more. Once again, the pain went away. Before long he was all the way in. I could still some pain right at the place where he entered me, but nothing else hurt. I reached down and started stroking myself. Because of the pain, my dick was soft. But, as he started to fuck me slowly and gently, it felt better and better. I squeezed my butt muscles to give him a tight fuck, and I masturbated like crazy. It was like going to another world. Just feeling him inside of me was very intimate. He began to fuck me harder and harder, like an animal."

"Did the pain come back?" I asked.

"No. I guess by that point my hole had stretched enough that the pain had gone. I came first and it felt like nothing I had ever felt before. Then, he came, thrusting with each round of warm boy cream he shot into me."

"Fuck, that sounds hot," I said. "So, where does the cum go?"

"It stayed in me until I stood up. Then, it ran down my legs," I said.

"How did your hole feel afterwards?" I asked.

"It did not hurt much," he said. "After that, I could not get enough of it. From that moment on, most of the time I was the bottom in our relationship."

"Dude, I am looking forward to having sex, like you described, with you," I said squeezing his hand. We had reached my street, but we were still several blocks from my house.

"Well , let's stop talking and get to your house. The first one to step foot in your yard is the winner. He let go of my hand, looked at me, and said, "Go!"

"Eat my dust sissy bottom boy," I said, teasing him.

"I'll show you who the sissy is," he said, running at a full sprint down the sidewalk.

The race was on.

I took to the street. I decided there were too many obstacles on the sidewalk like slow walkers, moms pushing strollers, and kids riding their bikes. Speedo stayed on the sidewalk. I looked to my right to see which one of us was in the lead. I was impressed. Speedo's form and stride were those of a great athlete. His blonde curly hair was shining, and those sparkles, that I had seen the first time we met, were emanating from his blue eyes. The boy was beautiful and very strong.

I was one stride ahead of him when we reached the first cross street. I need a greater lead since I had to run from the street and up the driveway to reach our yard. He only had to step off of the sidewalk to touch the yard. I could not lose twice to him in the same day. My ego was on the line.

At the next cross street, I was still only one stride, at best, in the lead. I knew I had to use every ounce of strength that there was left in me to beat him, and there were only two blocks left to go.

I had to run around a car parked in the street which cost me valuable time. However, once I was passed the car, I suddenly had a decent lead. Something had slowed Speedo down. At the final cross street, I looked right. Speedo was going for broke, running with all his might. I was still in the lead, however.

As we neared my house, I saw that Dante, my next door neighbor, was shooting baskets. He loved to take the shot from the sidewalk which was the equivalent of a three-pointer. I watched as he took a couple of steps back until he was standing in the middle of the sidewalk. It all happened so fast that he could not dodge him, so Speedo yelled, "Watch out!" Dante turned to face him as Speedo, who tried to slow down, hit him with a lot of force, landing on top of Dante. Somehow, Dante avoided hitting his head on the concrete sidewalk, but he definitely had the wind knocked out of him. The two boys' sweaty bare chests were pressed together for a full ten seconds.

Once he realized what had happened, Speedo got off Dante saying, "I'm so sorry man, are you okay?" He offered Dante his hand to pull him to his feet.

Dante, who was tough, recovered fairly quickly and took Speedo's hand. "What the fuck just happened?" he asked, getting to his feet.

"I am so sorry bro," I said. "We were racing."

"Whose dumb ass idea was that?" he asked.

"It was mine," Speedo said, looking down. "One minute the sidewalk was clear. The next minute you were standing in the middle of it. I was running too fast to avoid you. Are you okay?"

"I think so," he said. "So who won the race?"

"Just before Speedo landed on top of you, I stepped into my yard and won by a second," I said,

"I've got to hand it to you, Speedo, if you nearly beat Jamal, you have to be one fast fucker." He smiled; he was obviously impressed. "I didn't know homos could run that fast."

"Thanks, I guess," Speedo said, once everything that Dante said registered in his brain.

"Jamal, stop by later tonight. We gotta talk bro," Dante said.

"No problem," I said, giving Dante a fist bump.

Speedo and I went to my house. The best part was that we were alone. "Bro, let's wash this sweat off," I said, taking Speedo by the hand.

When we got to my bedroom, I was careful to lock the door. When I started to undress, Speedo said, "Jamal, before we get into the shower together, could we first strip down to just our swimsuits? You know how I have a thing for Speedos, right?"

"Yea, it's because of you that I started wearing this thing too," I said stripping down to my tiny red Speedo.

Once Speedo had stripped off his athletic shorts, he practically attacked me, knocking me onto my back on the bed. The boy went for the kiss while rubbing our nylon encased hard dicks together. It felt amazing.

"You know," he said. "This may sound wired, but I like looking at pictures of hot guys in Speedos more than naked guys."

"I've never really thought about it," I said. "Why do you like the pics of guys in Speedos better?"

"I guess it's because of my Speedo obsession," he said. "By the way, have I ever told you that watching you walk around the pool in a Speedo really turns me on." He kissed me long and hard again, grinding his cock against mine.

"I don't think you've ever said that to me aloud, but I have caught you watching me like a perv," I said smiling. I was oozing precum all over my Speedo.

"If I'm a pervert, you're a bigger one," he said. "No one has ever leered at me the way you do."

"Leered?" I said. "I have done many bad things in my life, but I have never ever leered." At this point we were lying side by side holding hands. "So, how did it feel to lie on top of Dante?"

"The boy's muscles have muscles," I said. "So, how big is his dick?"

"So, you want him to fuck you?" I asked.

"No, but I noticed a bulge in his shorts when I got off him," he said.

"He's like me. His dick is about the same length hard or soft. The last time we measured, his was like six inches hard," I said.

"You've measured your dicks together?" he asked surprised.

"We sure have," I said. "Bro, we have done nearly everything to boys can do together naked besides having sex."

"Why is it that you never had sex," he asked.

"I guess we never thought about it," I said.

"Come on Jamal, guys like us think about sex twenty-four seven," he said.

"That's true," I said. "But I don't think either one of us thought that sex was something the other guy wanted. So, when were horny, we jacked off together."

"Would you like to have sex with him now? he asked.

"Not as much as I want to have sex with you," I said. "Let's get naked." It was the third time in one day that we were naked together. We got off my bed and went to the bathroom. While he pissed, I turned the shower on. He shook the drops off his dick. Then, he stepped into the shower even though the water was still cold.

"I love the feeling of a cold shower on a hot day," he said. "Come on Jamal. Get in with me."

"I will never turn down an invitation to get close to you," I said. The cold water had done a number on his cock. "Bro, I've never seen it so small," I said wrapping my fist around his short white dick.

"Don't worry Dick King. It'll grow. Unlike your seven-incher, mine doesn't like cold water," he said wrapping his fist around my brown monster. Then, I moved in for the kiss. This boy knew how to suck face. While we made out, we traded position until I was directly under the cold water. It was both shocking and refreshing.

Once the water warmed up, I took the bar of soap and began washing his pecs and abs. By the time I was ready to wash his cock and balls, he was hard again. So, I soaped up his genitals until he was clean. I noticed that he had some pube stubble, so I held his hard cock out of the way while I used my razor to shave him smooth. This must have turned him on because when I finished, he was leaking lots of precum. So, I got down on my knees and licked it up. I loved the warm salty taste. I did not want him to cum yet, so I was careful not to get him overstimulated. Once his front side was clean, I had him turn around.