I'm a successful young banker that recently bought his first home on the corner of the street. The neighbors were all friendly and decided to throw a party since I was the new guy that moved in. The block party was a success. There was good food, good music, and everyone seemed to have a great time. I was pretty buzzed when Rob, he lived 2 houses down, asked if I wanted to join a few of the people at his place for a late night pool party. It sounded fun so I agreed.
After I helped clean up a little, I headed over. There were a handful of people in the pool and a few more sitting around drinking beer and talking politics or sports. The beers were still coursing through me so I felt warm enough to go for a swim. I peeled off my shirt and shorts then dove in. The cool water felt nice. My fellow pool goers introduced themselves and we chatted a bit. I spotted Rob and he joined in also. Rob was at least 30 years my senior. He was distinguished looking like your typical TV dad.
So we talked and got to know each other a bit. He was a widower. His wife passed a few years back to cancer so he lived here alone. His kids were my age and lived across the country. As we talked about our hobbies and interests, the patrons of the party started to thin out a little. Only ones left were Rob and me in the pool and a handful of people scattered about. The lights that illuminated the pool suddenly shut off so the only light was the back porch light. Everyone else was just shadowy figures now.
"It's OK everyone! The lights automatically shut off at this time to save energy. You guys can stay as long as you want," Rob said aloud. I could barely see one of the couples to my left, I'm pretty sure they were making out now in the dark. Rob broke the quiet night by asking, "Is there an open beer over on the ledge? I left one there." Indeed I spotted it. But it wasn't that close to the ledge. I stretched out of the pool to grab it and then felt a stabbing pain in my right foot. It cramped. I instinctively recoiled because of the pain and felt myself sink.
I felt Rob grab me from behind and pulled me to him above water. He calmly said, "It's OK. I got ya. Looked like you cramped somewhere. You OK?"
"Yeah, my foot," I replied. I suddenly realized I was wrapped in Rob's embrace. It felt nice. Real nice. He was strong and I felt at ease. I also realized Rob cock was hard and pushed against my butt. That realization made me instantly hard. I glanced around and couldn't really see one, but I could hear faint whispers and that one couple still making out.
"Thanks for grabbing me. I don't know what happened," I tried to explain. I continued, "I owe you." The pool felt infinitely warm. I don't know what came over me, but I pressed my ass against his erection.
"Oh no, you were doing me a favor by trying to grab my beer," Rob replied. I could feel him smiling behind me. His body was now irradiating heat to match mine. His arms went from being around me to now on my hips. I was now rubbing my ass up and down his erected cock. I felt so naughty. But I wanted to play a little so I said, "My foot is better. Let me grab that beer." Before he could say anything, I pushed off to the other side. I reached the beer and could barely see the couple that was making out. The others must have left because I didn't hear them whispering. I was about to turn around until Rob pinned me from behind.
"Thanks but it's not the beer I'm thirsting for now," He whispered in my ear before gently biting it. Once again his hard member was pressed against me. But it felt different, he shed the swim shorts. His hands were on my hips but then I felt them slide down with my shorts. They fell to the pool floor as his flesh pressed right between my cheeks. I still can't explain what came over me. I was about to let out a moan until his hand covered my mouth.
