It was one of the hottest summers on record and I was glad I could use my parent's swimming pool to keep cool. I was spending the month of August looking after my mom and dad's home while they were touring Europe, so I took advantage of the pool whenever I could.
My routine was to swim 40 laps every day so I would be ready for the upcoming swim team tryouts when I returned for my second year of college in the Fall (and, I have to admit, I was damn proud of my lean, fit swimmer's body and enjoyed keeping myself in shape). I was probably the best swimmer on the team, but coach made everyone take part in the tryouts just so we all kept in top condition.
I had just finished doing my 40 laps when I decided to take a break and pop open an ice-cold beer. As I stretched out on a lounge chair to enjoy my beer, I noticed that I was being watched by my parent's next-door neighbor, Jim.
He was sitting on his second-floor balcony pretending to read a book, but I could see that he was spending more time looking at me than he was looking at the book. A smile crossed my face as I thought, "Gee, maybe he likes the skimpy thong swimwear I'm wearing."
I stood up to lather some suntan oil over my body, being sure to let my hands move very slowly, especially over my ass. You see, I actually knew Jim pretty well, you might even say I knew him intimately, and I also knew that one of his favorite things in life, if not his favorite thing, was a fit, young male body. Yes, Jim was gay and we had a bit of a history.
It was the summer of my 18th birthday when I first realized that Jim was gay. I had just finished high school and was spending the summer months doing yard work and odd jobs for neighbors, including Jim, in order to earn extra spending money. As I stretched back on the lounge chair, my mind drifted back to that past summer.
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I had just finished mowing Jim's lawn and knocked on his rear door to let him know I was done and it was time to pay me. He called out from inside, "Hey Jonny, come on in and I'll be with you in a minute."
I opened the door and walked in. The room was a large den, with a TV in one corner and several couches and easy chairs positioned for viewing. The light was dim, with a soft red hue filtering across the room. I heard soft music and some sounds I didn't recognize at first. As my eyes scanned the room they were drawn to the source of the sounds I was hearing.
On the large TV screen was a slim young guy being caressed by an older man. The blonde-haired kid was probably 5'10", his body was smooth and well-tanned, even quite muscular for one so young. The older guy was stroking the young guy's hard rigid cock with one hand, while his other hand was guiding a cock-shaped vibrator to caress the crack of his ass.
I stood there, mesmerized by what I was watching, even feeling aroused a bit, as I watched the older guy bend down to take the young guy's cock to his mouth and start licking, then sucking, first slowly, then more rapidly. The kid's body began to writhe in excitement as his cock was being stroked and the vibrator was being thrust into his ass. His body stiffened as he released his orgasm into the guy's eager mouth.
Damn, I had never seen anything like that before, never even thought about anything like it, but I could feel my cock bulging against my shorts. As I reached down to pull my shorts away from my body a bit to give my cock more "growing" room, I heard Jim chuckling softly behind me.
"Enjoying the show, Jonny?" Jim had been watching me from an inner doorway. "Sure seems like you enjoyed it," he said with a grin, as he walked up to me and let his hand move over the front of my shorts.
"No, no, I just had never seen anything like that before. I guess maybe it got me a little excited, but, no, I like girls, not boys, Mr. P."
