The Lifeguard and A Night to Remember
The Lifeguard and
A Night to Remember
Black Knight Classics
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The Lifeguard and
A Night to Remember
Black Knight Classics
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The Lifeguard
Beginning of Chapter One
That Saturday, like the previous weekends, I went to the beach, but to one farther out on the island, less crowded. I spent the entire day just lying around in the sun and taking an occasional dip, enjoying that last summer before leaving for my first year at college.
The lifeguard on the stand near me could have become a movie idol, I was thinking, with his fine physique, well-molded chest, good muscular legs with fine hair.
Relieved by another lifeguard, he stripped down to his loose trunks, showing giant genitalia to which a fine line of hair leading down from his navel suggestively pointed.
They hung loose, with only the thin trunks and the string and whistle around his neck the only things hiding his complete nakedness. Swimming, he showed a control in the water. Coming out of the water, he showed even more control, for the trunks were now transparent and gave an excellent idea of the great bunch at his crotch.
Caught against the sun, the wide deep organ hung out in relief, standing a little clear of the large massive balls behind. The prick hung well below the bottom of the testicles, which swung loose between his wide-set thighs.
When he finally dressed to leave for the evening, I reluctantly left and showered, then went onto the highway, hoping to catch a bus before it got too late in the evening. I was plenty surprised, embarrassed and excited, when the lifeguard pulled up in a convertible and offered me a lift back to the station.
It turned out he was going all the way into the city, so I wouldn’t have to use the train at all. But he had to stop in the village first to change.
He was wearing an open sport shirt, dark plaid, which showed off the bronzed color of his skin from his firm and arched neck, to his navel and belt.
As we drove on, I looked at him as much as I dared, being that we are both males (and you know how some people consider that kind of thing). I tried to remember the view of him when he was merely in his wet shorts.
Now, he must have been wearing jockey shorts, because although there was a large bunch down there, nothing was outlined…
A Night to Remember
Beginning of Chapter One
A year ago a wonderful thing happened to me, and I’m going to try to put it down here, exactly as it happened and as I felt it; maybe by putting it down this way, I can feel it again the way it was then.
I had just turned sixteen and was really conscious of my manhood and my body. I wasn’t overdeveloped. I mean my muscles weren’t that big, but I had a good, strong body and when I went swimming with the kids at the lake, I was proud of what I had.
I went, at the time, with two different girls, and liked them more because they were fun to be with than anything else. I mean, I never had sex with them. One time, when we were double-dating with some juniors, we parked out by the lake and I got my hand up under her sweater and played with her tit until I almost came. I got a little scared of the heavy, breathless feeling I had.
When I returned home that night, I jerked off three times thinking about it, which is about the only thing I ever did, I mean as far as sex goes. I guess I jerked off about every day, and I didn’t look at pictures the way most of the guys said they did, either.
I could get myself off by running my other hand all over my body; across my chest, and down across my legs and squeezing the cheeks of my ass, and when I shot my load, there was that great feeling and a little squirting noise. You don’t care if three hundred fathers and mothers walk in on you as you shoot, because it feels so great.
But a year ago tonight it was Spring, and I was all excited because I got a phone call from my good buddy, Tom, who I hadn’t seen for over a year. He’d been away at college, and I hadn’t seen him for a long time.
Tom’s a lot older than me (he’s twenty) but if you’re wondering why we’re such good buddies, it’s because his family and mine are good friends and we grew up in the same neighborhood all our lives. We used to hang around together, because there weren’t too many guys in the neighborhood.
Come to think of it, Tom taught me to jerk off when I was thirteen, when I walked in on him in his garage one afternoon and he was doing it. I was glad Tom was there the first time because I would have been scared if he hadn’t told me before what a great feeling it was…
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