The Lifeguard

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There was nothing in the world more freeing than the feeling of my body soaring through the humid air. My hands, clasped in front of me, guided me through the surface of the cool water, and I was submerged deep, with millions of bubbles exploding around me, like tiny fish scurrying away. From down here, I could see everything. Bare legs and feet, frantically kicking or slowly walking across the pool tiles. Shorts and swimming trunks, filled out by the owners’ private parts. Hands whisking through the swimming pool, and then the scene was disturbed.

I heard the whistle and emerged as explosions of young men with their knees tucked up to their chests bombarded the water. I moved aside, watching as the gang ignored the lifeguard and continued to disrupt everyone with their cannonballs, laughing and jeering as the poor teenager tried to stop them.

“Get fucked, skinny” one very muscular young man jeered, and I turned to see the kid sink through his feet.

“You… You can’t do that in here!” He tried again, until one of the others, a handsome looking lad, mimicked him and caused another round of laughter.

I rolled my eyes and finished my lap. The cruelty of teenagers never ceased to amaze me, which was funny to me considering I’d been one less than three years prior. Regrettably, I had been no different to the young men invading the swimming pool when I was back in high school, but I was different now.

Unlike most of my friends, I had skipped out on college. Whilst they were off drinking, partying and being general nuisances, I had followed in my dad’s footsteps and enlisted as soon as I’d finished school. It was easily the most difficult thing I had ever done, but I had become a well oiled machine because of it.

I pushed myself onto the edge of the pool and sat there for a moment. I continued watching the gang of young menaces as they terrorised the pool goers, and stared at the teenage lifeguard who was frantically punching at his walkie-talkie to no avail. When I got to my feet, I caught sight of myself in one of the mirrors.

I’d never been a small guy. I was over six foot three, and the last few years had been dedicated to becoming as shredded as I possibly could. I sauntered over to the young man and he gawped at me as water dripped down my mostly naked body.

“Are you scared of them?” I asked, and I knew my deep voice had startled him. He swallowed hard and shook his head.

“N… No, I um… I just need them to get out”.

I studied him. He was eighteen or nineteen, with a tuft of dirty blond hair and a body so slender that I wondered where his organs lived. One of the assholes dragged himself onto the edge and prepared to jump again, until I reached over and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His firm ass was exposed instantly, and a wave of laughter rippled through the pool, and when the furious young man turned, with his fists clenched and a look of visceral hatred on his face, he quickly changed his mind.

“Got something to say?” I asked calmly, as he scrambled with his shorts.

“That… That’s gay!” He managed, his cheeks burning red, “that’s so fucking gay, bro”.

“I’m not your bro” I explained, as his moronic henchmen clambered up to help him, “and yes, it’s gay. Because I’m gay”.

Everyone, even the nerdy lifeguard, gawped at me.

“I think you’ve been told to leave” I continued, looking around at all five of them, “so either you leave, or I’ll make you leave”.

The kid shuffled nervously behind me as the gang closed in on us. Perhaps there was a time when this would have worried me, considering I was extremely outnumbered, but the military had prepared me for things far worse than a few jumped up frat boys.

“We don’t like gays” one of them snarled, and I didn’t doubt him.

“Really?” I grinned, “because I’m almost certain that at least two of you are on Grindr, should I pull it up and see which two it is?”

The one whose shorts I pulled down yelped “no!”, And the others glared at him.

“Well” I smiled, “that narrows it down, huh?”

As the gang began to argue amongst themselves, I looked over my shoulder at the lifeguard and winked. He still looked nervous, but he managed a smile back.

“I won’t tell you morons again” I said, and slowly they began to file out, but not without some more silly insults.

“I think you should probably take my job” the kid sighed as he sat back down on his chair, “you’re better at it, anyway”.

I could tell that he was miserable. He slumped forward and rubbed his face, before sitting back and cocking a brow.

“You’re not really gay, are you?”

“Don’t I look gay?”

He shook his head and I let out a soft laugh. “Well, you don’t look gay either, and yet, here we are”.

His face turned pale as he stared at me. The tactic had worked for me in the past, but I truly hadn’t expected it to work now. He glanced around, making sure that nobody had heard, and whispered nervously.

“H… How did you know?!” He gasped.

“Instinct” I whispered back, and turned on my heel, “if those assholes come back, tell em’ I’ll fuck their dads”.

He laughed as I walked away, and luckily for them, they were gone by the time I reached the empty changing rooms. I felt bad for the kid. Those years were difficult for everyone, but being gay and scrawny would have made them hell on earth. As I pulled my wet shorts off and strolled toward the showers, I couldn’t help but think about him.

He was quite handsome under the teenage awkwardness. If he worked out a bit more, maybe got a haircut and some nice clothes, he’d surely feel better in himself. It was easy to tell that he was a bully’s wet dream, but he wasn’t helping himself either.

With the water pouring down my naked body, I made a decision to return to him before I left and explain my plan to him, but I didn’t need to return. The young man stood at the doors of the showers, and his large eyes became even larger as they trailed my body.

“Hey” I nodded, scrubbing my hair, and allowing him to gawp at my long, heavy cock.

“H… Hey”.

He stood in silence for a moment, unable to take his eyes off me, and then managed to snap himself out of it. “I uh… I just wanted to say thanks” he swallowed, “for what you did out there… It was um… It was cool”.

“Cool?” I smiled, rubbing my chest, “well, you’re welcome…”

“Zachary” he mumbled, “or Zach, or whatever, it doesn’t matter”.

“Your name doesn’t matter?” I asked, cocking a brow.

“I mean… It… It does, but you… You probably don’t care” he forced a laugh and his face burned red.

“Did you come in here to thank me, or did you come in here to watch me?” I asked him, and once again, he turned pale white.

“I uh… I… I um…”

“Why don’t you lock that door behind you, Zachary?” I continued, and slid my hand further down my body until my fingers pushed through my bush of pubic hair.

He swallowed again, but remained frozen in place for a moment before obeying me. With shaking hands, the young man slid the bolt closed and turned back.

“Take off your clothes” I said calmly, gliding my hand back and forth over all six inches of my swelling cock.

Although the young lifeguard still looked nervous, he seemed a hell of a lot less nervous than he had been outside. I wasn’t a virgin, of course, but I had no doubt that he was, so his slight confidence was rather interesting.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head to reveal skin and bone, and I smiled to myself as he tensed his arms.

“I’m gonna’ start working out soon” he said, “I just don’t really like gyms. They’re always full of… You know… Those guys”.

I didn’t answer him. I continued stroking my cock as he awkwardly untied his shorts, and cupped his junk as he pulled them down. When he stood back up, his cheeks had turned rosy again.

“Come here” I said, beckoning him toward me with my finger, and he shuffled forward until he was inches from me. “Move your hands”.

I reached down gently and took his wrists, and when I moved them, my eyes turned to the size of dinner plates.

A huge cock, at least three inches longer than mine, and the width of a beer can hung between his skinny legs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There was more meat on the guy’s cock than there was anywhere else on his body.

“Holy fucking shit, man!” I gasped, taking his trunk in my hand and feeling the weight of it as he squirmed.

“It’s weird, right?” He whimpered, as I peeled back his foreskin to reveal a giant purple head.

“Weird?!” I gawped, “dude, that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever fucking seen!”

As I played with his thick meat in my hand, Zachary swelled even further. I could barely wrap my hand around the thing, and then I did something that I rarely ever did. I got down on one knee and ran my tongue up the underside, and young Zach shivered in ecstasy.

“Fuck” he groaned, “I… I’ve never gotten a blowjob before”.

I took his helmet into my mouth and teased his slit with my tongue. Usually, I was the one on the receiving end of this type of thing, but how could I deny myself the pleasure of sucking a huge, juicy cock, even if it was attached to a skinny teenager?

Zach stood there with his arms by his side and his head back as I sucked more of his cock into my mouth. He tasted wonderful, with a hint of nervous sweat and a musk from his day’s work. I felt his balls tighten, and took them in my strong hand, kneading and rolling them between my fingers as he whimpered.

“This feels so good” he moaned, flexing his prick in my throat, “oh fuck”.

I continued swallowing him. Pre-cum began to leak from him at an alarming rate, and I gulped the stuff down as though it was nectar. I spread his legs further apart, pushing my hand between them and up his ass until I found the sanctuary of his tight little asshole. I teased it with my fingertip, forcing more sharp moans from the teen’s throat.

“Oh god” he gasped, his cock expanding as I burrowed into his sphincter and felt him tighten around my fingertip.

Almost every inch of his cock was now deep in my throat. I rarely gagged, but I couldn’t help myself now. It felt like the young man would reach my stomach, and when his hands softly landed on the back of my head, I knew he was coming close.

I stuffed more of my finger up his hole until I felt the walnut sized gland. I flicked it once, then twice, and then began to massage it as his entire sweat drenched body jerked and tensed.

“Holy shit! Holy shit, that feels… Oh my god!”

I was milking him rapidly, front and back. More and more fluids poured from his large cock, directly into my stomach, and when his fingers closed around my hair, it was time.

“I’m gonna cum!” He announced, his pitch raising, “I can… I can cum on the floor if you want! Oh god, oh fuck!”

I sucked and gagged, and rammed his tight hole even faster, and Zachary cried out as he unleashed a volcano of sperm from his giant pole.

My mouth was flooded with the stuff. I barely had time to swallow it down as more and more of it gushed from his cumslit. It poured down my chin, filled my stomach, and even shot from my nose. His balls churned even more out, and I was certain that I’d never seen as much cum in my entire life, and when it finally spurted to an end, Zachary fell backwards against the tiled wall.

“I’m so sorry” he gasped, his face dripping and his eyes wide and apologetic, “I didn’t mean to cum in… I didn’t mean… That was…”

I got to my feet and wiped the cum from my face and body. We stared at each other for a moment before I grinned at him.

“You know something, Zachary?” I said breathlessly, and he watched anxiously, “I think I’m gonna’ start coming here more often”.