Two Boys and a Pool

In the summer after I graduated college my buddy Mark and I pretty much spent every waking hour together. We were both in our early twenties. He still lived at home but His parents were vacationing at the shore, so he had the house and pool all to himself. So naturally I accepted his offer to spend as much time as I wanted at his place.

After a trip to the liquor store I arrived at his house and he said he'd be in the pool so I went around to the back of the house and deposited the beer in the cooler which was already full, and kept the hard stuff on the picnic table to keep it out of the sun.

"How's the water?"

"Fuckin' freezin," he said while he swam to the ladder. "Pop open a beer for me," he asked as he rose from the pool, the water streaming off of him like shiny ribbons.

Mark was no athlete, but he had a nice body. Well proportioned, about five feet ten. I popped open a beer for him and as I turned to hand it to him I was surprised to see him naked. I handed him the bottle and he noticed I was staring at his cock. I tried but couldn't tear my eyes away.

"Hey, you never saw a guy's dick? C'mon, it's skinny dipping. No one's here but us," he assured me that there was zero chance of anyone showing up.

"So get your shorts and shoes off and have a drink with me."

"You're getting me drunk so you can have your way with me, aren't you?," I asked.

Mark looked me dead in the eye and after a long pause, he said:

"Yes. Yes I am."

Now it was my turn to stare at him. I stood up, took my clothes off, and sat on the picnic table with my dick free as the wind.

"Then we better break out the hard stuff."

I poured a couple shots and opened a beer for myself. Gave him a shot and downed a couple myself, chased them with beer. I looked around and said; "a pool, a house and two naked horny guys with unlimited alcohol. I wonder how long we can keep our two friends at bay."

"What two friends?"

"Fellatio and sodomy," I said.

"Phil who?"

"Oral and anal sex," I explained.

I lit a Camel while waiting for the bourbon to hit my brain.

Mark stood up. He was fully erect. He walked over to me so his throbbing cock was at face level, inches from my mouth.

"Are we seriously gonna do this?" I asked

him.

He began stroking it. I poured us another shot which was gone instantly.

"Did you jerk off last night? I know you did 'cause Mary's gone on vacation."

"I jerked off last night." I said.

"Who did you think about? Whose cock did you suck? Whose ass did you fuck? You fucked me in your dream didn't you? You know how I know? Because I fucked you last night too. In your mouth and your ass hole."

He pressed the head of his cock to my lips.

"Take it," he said, and pushed against my teeth. I looked at him and slowly opened my mouth to receive his cock. He slipped it in and I was surprised to feel how smooth and warm it was. He must have been hard for a while because I could taste his precum. It was sweet and slippery. I wondered why porn literature always said it was salty. He was really hard so I grabbed his ass and started to bounce my head to the rhythm of his thrusting hips.

"I'm sorry but I'm gonna cum fast on this first one. This has been building for years," he said as his saggy balls tightened up and I felt a rush of hot fluid into my mouth followed a couple of "after spurts."

I didn't know whether to swallow or spit it out. Ultimately I swallowed.

"That was great," Mark said.

I liked it. It felt great. I wanted to do it again but I knew he needed to recharge. So I jumped in the pool.

"Last one in is a bisexual cock sucker! Oh, wait."

Mark jumped in and we splashed around like idiots for a while.

"I need a cigarette," I said as I swam to the ladder."

"And a drink," Mark said.

I was halfway up the ladder when Mark yelled"Stop!"

I guess he was behind me on the ladder because I felt a hand pulling my right ass cheek open and Mark's tongue on my asshole. I held the ladder with my right and pulled my left buttock open so he had easy access.

"Oh my fucking god... just keep that up till I die. Do that to me ten minutes a day and I'll rule the world." I grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face into my ass and I bent over and pushed my ass back so I was wide open for him. He stiffened his tongue as best he could and pushed it hard up into me and I just moaned, begged him not to stop. Nothing I'd experienced was as bizarre, unique and pleasurable as having his warm, wet, slippery tongue fighting its way up my anus. After a few minutes he stopped.

" My hand is cramping holding this ladder. Gotta stop."

I was pissed. My cock was a dripping flag pole pointing straight up.

"Fuck! Okay. Let's grab a drink."

"Sorry man. It's just your ass on that ladder was so hot it drove me nuts. If you really liked it we can do it some more later on," he smiled. I could tell he liked doing it as much as I liked.

We walked to the picnic table and I poured some shots, cracked a couple beers open, threw back two shots, and stood to Mark's right where I could caress his ass and stroke his cock. When he turned to look at me, I kissed him, hard. He opened his mouth and we fucking kissed like teenagers. Sloppy, wet tongues playing with each other.

When we were done, I lit a Camel and went to the bushes in the back yard to piss.

After I emptied my bladder I meandered back to the pool, where Mark sat smoking and sucking on his beer.

"You ever fuck your own asshole with a beer bottle?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Tried to stretch it out in case I ever took a cock up there. I do it quite frequently. Also pickles, cucumber, zucchini..."

"I get your point. When you finish that beer I'd like to fuck you with it," I said.

Mark stood up and was fully erect again.

"Why use a bottle when we have this?" He stroked his cock and positioned me at the end of the table, pushed my head down so I was bent over. He took a step to my left and grabbed me around the waist and started to spank me. I was about to protest but I realized I was hard as I'd ever been.

I liked it.

He whacked me about ten slaps before he positioned himself behind me. Where he got the lube from I'll never know, but he smeared my asshole with it and I felt him rubbing the head of his cock on my tight little asshole. I was getting seriously turned on. He stopped rubbing after a minute and bore down on me and pushed himself up inside me. I felt his whole seven inches up my shithole. He pumped his cock into my ass as I grabbed the towel on the table and growled in pain while his cock spread my hole wider that it ever was. It hurt, but it also felt great. I don't know how to explain it. After a minute or two the pain subsided and all I felt was this huge meat pole trying to split me in two. I began rocking my hips to meet his thrusts. After that, it was just a wonderful feeling of giving him pleasure as I enjoyed him being inside me.

"I'm gonna pull out and I want you to sit on the bench. Pull off the condom and suck me till I splatter your face with cum."

I felt a shiver when he said that.

"I didn't know you had a condom," I said.

"I wouldn't expect you to suck a raw cock that was just fucking you in the dirthole."

Mark had a way with words.

He began to pull out slowly like he was afraid to break something. When he was out, my asshole felt like I just took a giant shit. He spun me around and pushed me down onto the bench. I yanked the condom off and stuffed his cock into my mouth like it was a stiff Twinkie. He immediately began shooting glob after glob of cum into my mouth which overflowed out of my mouth and hung from my chin in long, white strings of goo. He pulled out and fired the rest of his load onto my face, smearing it around with the tip of his cock, before it joined the slobber hanging from my chin. He stepped back to admire his handiwork when I stood up and grabbed him, pulled him to me and kissed him, spreading his facial between us.

"Your mess. Only fair we share it," I said

"I guess so. Hey next time I gotta piss, I want you with me."

"For what?"

"It's a surprise."

After we had a few more shots and beers, we both had to piss pretty bad. Mark stood and said it was time for the surprise. We got to the edge of the lawn where the bushes were and he knelt on the ground about five feet ahead of me.

"Do it," he said.

"Do what?"

"Piss it all over me."

I literally could not hold it back any longer. It was that piss that was so extreme it dribbled out when you weren't paying attention.

"C'mon, your leakin'! Shoot me with that thing!"

I let it go and it felt like a dam burst in me. It just kept coming for maybe a full minute. Mark had a huge smile as my piss stream blasted his face with hot urine. When it was over, Mark looked at me and said that he had to piss really badly too.

"What do ya think?"

I guess it was only fair. I suppose it was a bonding, in a strange way.

I walked to the edge of the lawn, knelt down, closed my eyes and waited.