Fiction - Pool Bitch
Pool Bitch
By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )
Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved
The heat had been unbearable, even for
Throwing his clothes onto the bed in his tiny little apartment, he felt the breeze from his fan. It felt good against his sweaty flesh, as he contemplated a cold shower or heading down to the pool. It was one of the major perks of living in LA, everyone virtually had a pool, and his complex was small, so the pool wasn’t as crowded as the bigger apartment complexes.
The idea of putting on some swim gear and just stretching out on one of the chaise lounge chairs was attractive. Still, it wouldn’t be the same since Mark had moved out over the weekend. That gave him a bit of a frown, as he had enjoyed the occasional flings he had with Mark.
Mark was his age, 22, and was built like a Greek God. He had a well defined chest, nice abs and man did he have a nice cock. Uncut and about 8 inches too, which was great for those odd times Mark screwed him. Not often, because well, Mark maintained he was straight, but
Problem was, he had moved out. Gone to
He had been pretty pissed off, when Mark had broken the news to him. Had stewed about it all day too, and when he had gotten home, he felt like shit. It was another hot day too, just like today but he had opted then for the shower. He couldn’t bear to be at the pool, and know that Mark was leaving. Shit, the times they had spent there, sitting side by side just bullshitting about things. Mark was real easy to talk to, and was in fact the only guy he had come out to, without knowing how he would react.
Mark had merely looked at him, and shrugged his shoulders. He made out that it was no big deal, and no, they hadn’t jumped into bed then and there. He kind of wished they had, now that he had gone, but it had taken time before it had come up. Again, it was at the pool, which was one more reason he had stayed away that night. Too painful of a memory, to sit there, and not have Mark to talk with.
They had become friends. It wasn’t just about sex either, as they liked a lot of the same things.
Next thing
That night, was one he’d remember as well as last night. It was just like now, hot and he had undressed, to decide when Mark had knocked on his door.
He really hadn’t been in the mood for Mark, but the guy was leaving, plus the look of lust in his face, was too much to resist. He had let him in, and it was awkward. Silence was not something they were used when together, until finally Mark broke the silence by just staring down at
Without even a word, Mark had just stood up, walked over to the bed, and undressed. It was the first time that
Mark climbed onto the bed, and reached over to the nightstand, where
‘Let’s make this one we’ll remember, if you are game’
Like when wouldn’t he be? Besides, as mad as he was, Mark was too hot to not want to do him, even pissed off, he’d not turn that opportunity down.
‘Lose the skivvies’
It made him stop dead in his tracks. The way Mark looked at him, the obvious desire was nearly enough to make him cum. Never, in all their little trysts, did Mark want to see him nude. When he wanted to fuck
The shorts were off in record time, and as he stood back up, to look over at Mark, he could have sworn that Mark’s cock looked a bit stiffer. His eyes locked onto Mark’s and he couldn’t believe the feeling he got from that look. There was something odd lurking behind the obvious lust.
As he began to climb onto the bed, to be between Mark’s open legs, he got his second surprise. Mark told him to come lay beside him, and moved over on the bed, giving
Mark drew it back, looked at
He lay there, as Mark seemed in no hurry to get sucked off, and instead seemed to rather be enjoying his touching of
Mark didn’t seem to mind the look either, as he mostly stared at
While Mark was definitely better built,
It was almost too much. He fought his body for control, unwilling to surrender. As much as he wanted to, he fought desperately to hold back, to give Mark the time he obviously wanted. No sudden cum hitting him, to maybe ruin the moment, or perhaps turn him off. This was all new to him, as he felt the fingers suddenly move upwards, towards his cock. The tips were there, touching him, as he moaned, unable to hold his pleasure back. His body was quivering uncontrollably, as Mark lightly moved one single finger upwards, and along the throbbing pole.
Closing his eyes, he felt the cock jerk, felt his balls aching, as he tried to hold back. He didn’t want to cum, not yet, not now. He was whimpering as the finger moved up the shaft, to circle just under his cock head. He was cut, unlike Mark. His head was throbbing, as Mark’s finger lightly moved around underneath the cap. He felt his body stiffening, his legs shooting out and beginning to cramp up. He knew he couldn’t hold on much longer, as the finger now moved up, to touch the hot head itself.
Mark’s finger moved along the head, teasing him as it didn’t go over his oozing slit. He felt his body trembling, his hands were also cramping up now, as Mark’s finger suddenly moved across the top of the cock head. He felt his pre cum being smeared across the head, felt the finger hesitate a second. Then he heard a soft moan, and once more he opened his eyes.
The face was constricted, but by desire. He could feel Mark’s need, as he found himself laying flat on his back. His eyes stared briefly at the ceiling then closed again, as Mark’s finger moved down the underside of his throbbing dick. He couldn’t help tremble, the sensation too much. His hands were bunched up, his toes curled outwards, making his feet ache. His legs were quivering, with each motion of the fingers, as they moved down the shuddering pole. He sucked in his breath, willing himself to not surrender, but then it just couldn’t be helped.
At first he wasn’t sure what it was, as his whole body began to convulse at the sensation. He felt his balls slinging up, as he felt the warm wet touch on the very tip of his cock. He shuddered as he realized that Mark had just kissed his cock head. His eyes bugged open, to see Mark’s head lowered over his groin. The hands were no longer touching him, but one was on his far thigh, holding his twitching leg down and open. The other hand was resting on his rolling stomach muscles, and the head was right over his dick.
He blinked, as the sensations raced up and down his body. He felt the lips, their warmth, as they closed around his cock head.
He could feel the head of his cock rearing back, making him cry out louder, his breathing becoming ragged and difficult. His panting breath barely heard among the thundering of his heart, as the head shot outwards.
It exploded, making him grow weak. His sudden thrust upwards ended as quickly as it began. He sank back to the bed, making it shake. The lips held his cock, despite its explosion. He felt the muscles of the throat, as the cum was swallowed, and he heard the gurgle that comes from it. His head was confused, as his body continued to shoot its milk outwards. He heard Mark struggle with the fluid, but he couldn’t stop. His body was no longer his to command, as the lips remained tightly around the throbbing cock.
It took him several minutes, to finally catch his breath. He had looked over at Mark, had seen him unrolling a condom down his own blood gorged cock, and in a minute, Chad found himself being flipped over, his legs being spread wide apart, and the press of a hard thick pole wedged between his buttocks. He hardly had time to think, before the pain lanced upwards, to mingle with the still rolling waves of pleasure from his ejaculation. His body continued to tremble as Mark showed him no mercy. There was no waiting for him to get used to the thick cock, or anything.
He felt the searing pain, then as it dove deeper, he cried out, feeling the pain take hold. His legs were still numb as Mark drove his cock all the way in. It was quick and hard, and made him grunt as he felt Mark’s crotch digging into his buttocks. He felt the wet pubic hairs around the insides of his butt cheeks, as Mark kept pushing inwards. Then when he couldn’t go any further he suddenly began to withdraw the cock. It was quick, and once more it was being driven hard back inside.
He kept twisting his head from side to side, his legs moved outwards, as he opened himself up fully. He wanted it, all of it, and as it kept pounding inside, he began to moan, louder and louder with each thrust.
The cry made him stop, and despite the condom over the cock, he felt the throbbing pole shake. He could feel each shudder, as it exploded inside of him. He wished he could feel the cum fill his hole, but he was satisfied by feeling the cock itself tremble. He felt Mark collapse on top of his back. They stuck together as both were drenched in sweat, as slowly Mark pulled his spent penis out of
Mark rolled off ,and lay next to
He felt like an idiot, wondering how long someone had been knocking.
‘Come with me’ was all the figure said, as Chad jumped into his arms, clutching him tightly, kissing him all over, and being kissed back.














