After Hours by the Swimming Pool

Originally posted on Tumblr:  Oct 27th, 2020 

 

Blake and his dad, Seth, were a perfect match for father and son. The timid 9-year-old easily found solace in his 29-year-old father. Seth had been a young father due to carelessness one night, but he wouldn’t trade Blake for the world.

Unlike how so many fathers described it, Seth found joy in hanging out with son. Maybe not 24/7 including tantrums, but Seth found he was learning so much every day.  Could anyone describe the journey and joys of watching another human being shape their identity? He got the privilege of watching his son develop into a person.

However, due to a certain situation the two found themselves at a hotel a few towns over. Seth needed to get away for a while and Blake needed it too. Their whole town would be talking about the incident for days and Seth didn’t want to be around for it. His parents offered to watch Blake, but Seth refused, that’d just be leaving his son in the line of fire. He couldn’t trust the people of his town to have class and tact.

“Come on buddy you can do it!” Seth held his arms out in the pool. Blake swam over without floaties for the first time into his dad’s arms. Seth lifted his boy into the air, “Look at you go!”

As Seth cheered on his son, many of the young women sitting around the pool scouted him out. The red-haired young dad was quite the stud; muscles beautifully built from the gym and construction work. He was no stranger to heavy lifting, and the women could tell as his muscles flexed holding his son. His son’s laughter filled the pool area as smiles formed on people’s faces.

“Okay, put me down daddy!” Blake said through laughs. Seth spun around and brought him down as Blake stretched out his arm like an airplane. It was clearly a routine the pair had practiced before. Blake descended into the water as his father let go. The two walked out of the pool smiling at each other.

“That was fun wasn’t it, little man?” Seth walked over to their chairs as his son trailed behind.

“Uh huh!” Blake nodded his head as Seth dried his off his body. Unlike his dad, Blake was gifted with blonde hair but managed to inherit Seth’s blue eyes. Seth made sure to use the colorful children’s towel to dry his son, then tied it around the boy’s waist. The blaring sound of Seth’s ringtone went off, and the young man scooped up his phone. He pressed answer, putting it to his ear.

“Hey, mom?” Seth rubbed his son’s head as he sat on the poolside chair.  “I’m not running away.” Seth took the phone away from his ear. “Blake, how about you play with the other kids while I talk to grandma?”

Blake knew what that meant, his dad was about to get angry or upset and didn’t want Blake to hear it. The thing the boy couldn’t understand is where his mom was?  She and daddy had a very loud argument, then she left. His dad cried for a long time after she left, but Blake pretended not to notice.  Blake trudged over to the “kids” he had hung out with yesterday. They were actually teenagers 13 and 14, but their parents thought it was a good idea to lump the three of them together.

Manny and Kai were their names. Manny, 13, was African American, while Kai, 14, was Korean American. The two had been showing Blake how to float on his back, but Kai didn’t like being paired with a ‘little kid’ as he’d say it. Manny on the other hand was much friendlier and even helped Blake work on his stroke.

Right now, the two were tossing a beach ball back and forth. Blake came over and sat on the edge of the pool, only sticking his feet in. Manny caught the ball and looked at Blake.

“Not going to join?” Manny held up the ball in his hands. Blake simply shook his head. Manny waded over to him “What’s wrong?”

“Is it fun being older?” Blake asked.

“Of course, it is!” Kai cut in swimming, “You can do things little kids can’t do. Go places they can’t.” He winked at Manny.

“My mommy and daddy are adults, but they don’t seem to be happy.” Blake watched the waves as he kicked his feet in the water.

“Maybe they just don’t know how.” Kai stated, “There’s tons of things we can do as teenagers that you can’t do. And there’s things adults can do that we can’t.”

“Like what?” Blake lifted his head excitedly.

“Like SE—

Manny clamped his hand over Kai’s mouth. “Don’t listen to him, he’s doesn’t even have a girlfriend.” Kai tried to pry the black teen’s hand off, but he was not the stronger of the two. “The most anyone in our school does is sneak out.”

“Sneak out?”

Manny released Kai, “You know go somewhere, when your parents say you’re not supposed to.”

“Do you do that a lot? Is it fun?”

Kai lightly punched Manny’s shoulder, “It’s a rite of passage. Of course, we do it a lot!” He leaned closer lowering his voice, “We’re doing it tonight.”

“Can I come?” Blake asked.

Manny shot Kai a stern look. Kai laughed in Blake’s face, “You’re just a kid. You’d probably get us caught.”

“You’re just a teenager.” Blake said back.

Manny rolled his eyes, pushing Kai back with his hand. “He’s bad at explaining things. We’re just coming to the pool at night. It’s not closed until 11, but we can’t watch you. If you got hurt that’d be on us.”

Blake put his hands together if you let me come, “I promise I’ll be good. I won’t tell anyone. I’ll sit on the side of the pool like I am now.”

“I don’t know?” Manny rubbed his arm.

“This kid got balls; I say let him come or let him try it. He’d have to get pass his dad.” The three boys looked over to Seth on the phone. The young man caught them staring and waved.

“Look at the arms on that guy. He’ll probably break you in half once he catches you.” Kai smiled splashing the water.

“The point is not to get caught.” Manny said.

“How do I not get caught?” Blake asked.  Kai’s smile developed into a grin as he slid up beside the younger kid. He hopped out of the pool and sat beside the boy throwing his arm around Blake’s neck. “I say wait till your dad’s asleep then take his extra key card, all guests have them. Just be sure to put it back exactly where you found it.”

Blake wanted to ask more, but the two teens hushed up. Kai dove back in the pool swimming towards Manny. Blake noticed and hand waiting for him to take it, it was his dad. Blake smiled taking it, then the two headed back to the hotel. He looked back at the two teenagers, as he walked away.

“See you later!” Kai shouted only to get elbowed in the ribs by Manny.

“Hey daddy?”

“Yeah lil’ man?”

“When’s mommy coming?”

Seth’s body tensed up. His gripped tightened around Blake’s wrist. Though he pulled himself back before he caused any damage. He made sure they were far away from the other guest. Seth bent down to speak to his son.

“Remember, what I told you? Mommy wants to live with her friend Sam now,” Seth, balled his fist and let out a sigh, “but if you want to call her, we can try again later tonight.”

The two continued walking, the lobby of the hotel was big, but also sparse. Blake loved to sit on the couches in the middle of the waiting area and stare up at the chandelier.  However, now Blake couldn’t focus on that. He was too excited for tonight.

When the two got to their room Blake took a small nap before dinner, but he wasn’t really asleep he only pretended to be. He figured he’d have to do that tonight, to fool his dad into going to sleep first. There was only one bed which, Blake lay in the middle of.  Though as he lay in bed, he heard his dad arguing on the phone. He was standing on the tear-ace, or something. Blake couldn’t recall the actual word. His dad was getting louder; the conversation was probably not a happy one.

“For god sakes, Emily. He’s your son! Can’t you just call and talk to him?” Seth marched around. “No, no you don’t get to move on with your new life. That’s your son in there. You cheated on me, and I haven’t said one bad thing about you, or Sam, to anyone. I mean the whole town already knows what happened and that’s embarrassing enough for me but think about Blake.” His dad stopped talking, and Blake heard his mother voice- “however jumbled it was talking back. His dad closed his eyes breathing out, “Look, I didn’t call for a fight. If you’re busy today just please call Blake when you have the time, Thanks.” He hung up and put his phone away.

Blake closed his eyes as his father walked in, shutting the door to the outside. He came over to Blake and kissed his forehead. There was a gentle shake on his shoulder as His father woke him up.

The two walked around the town for a while, then ate dinner at a restaurant. Blake was glad that it wasn’t too fancy and that he didn’t have to wear church clothes. He always hated having to go through the preparation of getting ready.

That night Blake slept on the left side of the bed while his dad slept on the right. After his dad turned off the lights he waited and waited. He called his dad’s name. When he didn’t get a response, he crawled over on the bed and poked his dad in the face. Seth was out cold. Blake slipped out of bed and put on his swimming trunks. It was tropical island themed with small colorful fish swimming across. Then, he retrieved his dad key card on the small table. With that he was gone.

He had only gotten to the elevator when he felt bad. He should’ve turned back, but he wanted to be with the teenagers. He didn’t want them, especially Kai to think he was a baby. He pressed the elevator down button and waited. Sneaking out of the lobby didn’t garner much attention. Once he was at the pool, he didn’t see anyone, no guests, parents or his friends.

The pool lights caused the surrounding area to have an amazing blue tint to everything. Blake walked over to the pool and stuck his feet in like he promised. He looked up at the night sky there were so many stars there. Blake felt small and alone. He wondered if his dad ever felt like that, He kicked his feet in the water. For a brief moment he wished he was grown up so his dad could explain things better to him. He still didn’t understand why his parents were angry, or why his mom wasn’t here. Sitting at the edge of the pool Blake didn’t feel like he was having fun. Was this what Kai and Manny liked to do? When was it supposed to get fun?

“Hey” a voice, cut the silence walking up the path. He was wearing his pajamas. Blake hopped out of the pool.

Blake shook off his feet, “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting.”

Manny held up his hands, “It’s Kai. He got caught by his parents. So, he texted me to cancel our meeting, but then I assumed you’d still be here…” Manny trailed off as Blake walked up to him. “Did you get taller?” Manny voice went high as he noticed the 9-year-old, who came to his chest was looking him in the eyes.

“I don’t think so?” Blake stated.

Before Manny could question that, the two were shocked by hand on their shoulders. The boys jumped away screaming.

“What are you two boys doing out here?” A young man in casual clothes asked. He was carrying a backpack that had clothes sticking out of the side.  Blake recognized the guy’s face and the royal blue uniform.

“You’re the front desk guy!” Blake exclaimed.

“Woah, you actually look like a normal guy.” Manny stated.

“My name’s Harold and I have other clothes. I don’t live I in the hotel.” Harold huffed crossing his arms.

“Where do you live then?” Blake asked.

“The employee quarters,” He pointed to a building not to far off in the distance. “My shifts already been taken over by Charlie so… Wait why am I explaining this to kids.” He facepalmed. “I should be asking the questions. What are you guys doing out here?! It’s dangerous to be by the pool without supervision.”

“We know, we were just heading back!” Manny said. He pulled on Blake’s arm taking him back to the Hotel.

“I’m serious don’t go wandering off at night kids!” Harold cupped his hands amplifying his voice. He shook his head and continued on his path home.

Manny was nice enough to take Blake all the way back to his room and wait till he got inside. Blake put on his PJs, a white top and bottom with teddy bears on them. He hopped into bed. His father turned; Blake froze. His dad’s eyes were still closed. He was just moving in his sleep. Blake crawled under the covers and nestled up to his dad. His dad, barely waking up, wrapped his arms around Blake, probably assuming he had a bad dream. Blake drifted off hoping his mom joined them soon.

The next morning, the squawking birds outside woke Blake up as morning settled. Light broke into the room, denoting it was time to get up. Fighting to stay asleep, Blake buried his face into his father’s chest. When that didn’t work Blake tried to roll on the bed and put the pillow over his head. But after one and a half body roll, Blake found himself on the floor.

He rubbed his back having landed on that and his ass. Usually, he could do three full body rolls before he fell. Shaking off sleep, he crawled, untangling himself from the bed sheets, until he could stand up. There was a disconnect as he got to his feet, as if the ground was further away than it should have been.

An awful tightness gnawed at his torso as he made his way to the bathroom. He stumbled his way there, flicking on the light switch. He looked at himself in the mirror.  His pajama tops didn’t go past his pecs or elbow. His bottoms couldn’t even reach his knees. Blake pulled on the top, it looked like he was wearing a crop top, or bra the way his chest stretched it. His abs were on full display. He could see his nipples poking out from them underneath. He slapped his chest listening to the loud thumps. He flexed his biceps causing his pajama tops to tear further due to the muscle forming. Blake chuckled; his clothes must have shrunk in the wash. That was fine, just meant he’d have to tell his dad. This should have been expected though he was 18 and a growing boy.

He spotted his cock give a twitch in mirror. His hand reached down and groped his morning wood. Working his way over to the toilet he took out his cock, surrounded by blonde pubes and overachieving balls. The young man started pissing like a racehorse, loud and harsh. He shook his fat cock, tucking it back in as he washed his hands. A loud grumble came from his stomach.

It was time for some grub. No doubt the hotel was serving its continental breakfast. He walked out of the bathroom and found his dad was sleeping soundly.  Blake decided not to wake him. He got his suitcase from under the bed. Upon opening it, he was surprised to see how small his clothes were. He grabbed a shirt and held it to his chest. The thing was barely enough for one his pecs. Was this a joke, or had all of his clothes shrunk in the wash?

These were the only things he had to wear, so he stripped off his pajamas tossing them aside. He was hoping to work out today. Few bench presses and squats were on the mind. He looked for something that could go for workout clothes. He retrieved a small black shirt and nylon shorts. He also pulled out his power ranger backpack, not to mention the briefs.  Blake stared at them why did he still have this? He shrugged he needed something to put his extra clothes in as he was considering visiting the pool afterwards.

As he started dressing, the young man never questioned how the shirt came around his head, or how the shorts fit over his bulbus ass. The sleeves of the shirt vanished, as it stretched to cover Blake’s torso, converting into a tank top. The waist band of the shorts stretched popping over the young man’s ass. Blake never noticed as he put on his flipflops they grew to match his 13 size feet. The young man was due for another growth spurt one that would completely fill him out. At 5’8 he was currently shorter than his dad, but the doctor’s expected he’d grow taller than his dad.

Blake tossed his tiny shoes, and swimming trunks into the backpack, not wondering how he’d get them on later. The young man decided to clean up and folded up his discarded pajama bottoms. They were longer, looser, and serval shades darker with an image of a ferocious bear face on them. He turned around looking for the top. Nowhere to be found. He bopped his head. What teenaged boy wears pajama tops? Most people wear their t-shirt, or no shirt to bed. Man, he was out of it today.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder as it morphed into a royal blue drawstring sports pack bag. Turning around he smiled at his dad sleeping and headed out. Blake retrieved his cell phone from his pocket to watch himself, style his hair as he walked toward the elevator. He created a windswept look setting his hair to the right.

Blake stormed the dining area when he reached the first floor, piling food onto his plate. He thought ‘continental breakfast’ meant light, but this place was fully packed with eggs, bacon, pancake, waffles etc. The young man didn’t know what to consume first he scarfed down food with reckless abandon only stopping to make sure he didn’t choke.

No one cared or even looked in his direction as he ate. His ass thickened giving extra padding in the seat as he rose up. His pectorals pushed forward as his arms bulked up. Blake continued to transform unnoticed by everyone around him. The plate was now vacant, but his muscles pulsed with energy. There would be no trip to the gym today. Blake just wanted to soak in the water. He sat a digested his food watching the monitor, some dumb beach show…Beach Watch or something?

An hour and half passed, then Blake decided he was ready for the pool. He went to get changed and his swimming trunks grew to fit him, but with the same island pattern. He peeled off his shirt stepping into the sun. As Blake strutted into the pool area like the hot shit, he knew he was, people checked him out. There were more people at the pool than the previous day. In fact, the pool looked larger.

In his peripheral vision, Blake spotted Manny and Kai, he cannonballed into the pool near them, causing water to splash over their bodies. With a smile we swam over, flipping his wet hair out his face. “Hey guys what’s up?”

The two young teenagers looked at him curiously. Manny spoke first, “Do we know you?”

“Ha-ha very funny.”  Blake said dryly. Neither of the two boys laughed.

“It’s me, Blake.” His voice cracked, going low. He reached for his throat. Is that what he sounded like?

Kai’s face was frowned up, “You do kinda look like him, but Blake is nine…an um. He’s nine—

teen” Blake finished, his voice an octave lower. “I’m nineteen, come on you guys know this.” The boys nodded along having just remembered that fact. They remember swimming up to the teen on his first day here and talking to him. Their parents had even asked the young man to watch them for a bit. The two didn’t like being treated as little kids, but they didn’t mind Blake was cool. Everyone at the poolside paid attention when he was out there.

Kai and Blake did butt heads a little in the beginning, but Blake soon put him in his place by showing he was the top dog. The feisty dude had a long way to go if he wanted to unsettle Blake, the young man was way too chill.

“So, I heard you, got caught sneaking out last night.” Blake’s words rolled off his tongue as he waited to hear the story. Kai’s mouth dropped as he pinched Manny.

“Why did you tell him?” The boy didn’t want to look uncool in front of the older teen.

Kai sunk into the pool, “But there isn’t any great story, they just caught me.”

Blake winked at Manny, “Well that’s too bad, you missed me talking to Jessica.”

“Jessica?” Kai turned to Manny. “You didn’t say anything about there being girls.” Blake started making hand gestures, begging Manny to go along with the story.

“Yeah Jessica… Blake was putting the moves on her last night. He gave me a couple of pointers.” Manny lied without thinking. Blake had to resist squealing from Manny’s silent agreement. He was going to milk this for all it was worth. With a thumbs up to Manny, he took back control of the situation.

“I was going to give you a sneak peek into what real teenagers, get into.” He flexed a bicep, earning him a whistle from some college female onlookers. Blake didn’t let his self-get distracted his focus was on Kai.

Kai laughed, “You mean we were going to get tickets to a one man show?”

“You little…” Blake playfully put Kai in a headlock and gave a soft nuggie. Kai struggled to get out clamping on to Manny who couldn’t pull away. The three males played until a voice cut through the laughter.

“BLAKE!” Seth ran into the pool, pajamas, a tight t-shirt and fleece bottoms. still on, scanning the entire area. There were definitely some male and females checking out the way his body stretched his clothes. “Blake!” He cried out again.

Blake froze in the pool. He’d never seen his father so worried before. Manny looked at Blake and poked him on his side.

“Shouldn’t you tell your dad you’re here?” Manny asked.

Seth put his hand over his mouth and tears formed, ready to roll down his cheeks. Then his eyes fell on the trio. He ran over.

“Manny, Kai have either of you seen Blake?!” His voice was steady, but full of fear and anxiety Somehow the strong man seemed so vulnerable.

The two teenagers looked at the 19-year-old, who waded in front of them? “Dad, I’m right here.” Blake’s voice was quiet. He didn’t want people to think his dad needed to go in an asylum. But why were people pretending that they didn’t recognize him today? He came over to the side of the pool, his dad’s eyes fell on him, but Seth’s eyebrows scrunched. For some reason Blake expected his dad to pick him up out of the pool, but that wouldn’t happen he was 6’2 and 220 pounds. Even so Blake’s eyes widened when his dad began to reach for his underarms but pulled back shaking his head.

“Sorry, it’s just I woke up today, and you weren’t there. I couldn’t find you anywhere. Why did you leave?”

Blake shrugged, “I was so hungry I didn’t want to wake you. I’m 19 so I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“19?” Seth nodded his head, “You are 19, but you still should have sent a text or left a message.”

“You’re right sorry,” Blake held his head down. He knew he was wrong. Texting his dad hadn’t even crossed his mind.

“Well as long as you know.” Seth nodded to his son then to the boys. He stepped away walking to the hotel, turning back to steal glances at his son.

“You have a cool dad.” Manny swam beside Blake

“Manny means a hot dad,” Kai interrupted.

“Shut up!” Manny splashed water.

“My dad isn’t that cool, because he’s old.” Blake started back peddling.

“How old is your dad, Blake?”

“Oh, my dad is 29.”

“29? How’s he that old?” Manny asked. The two kids followed many in the pool.

“Huh what do you mean?”

“You’re, 19 but your dad is 29. How does that work?” Manny clarified.

Blake searched his head for the answer but found none. It created a scary pit inside of him. Water splashed on him, cutting off his thoughts as Kai laughed. The boy swam off as Blake took off after him. The boys played around competing and doing tricks.

Out the side of his eye Blake caught a young girl drifting in the deep end of the pool, “Hey does she look okay?” The two boys looked to see where Blake was.

“She looks like she’s getting tired.” Kai stated.

Blake swam over to the girl and ended up pulling her out. She couldn’t have been any older than 12, A lady came running over knocking Blake out the way. She threw her arms around the little girl. “Heather when did you go to the deep end?” she turned to Blake, “I only turned away for a second,”

“Sometimes it’s easy for kids to get swept to the deep end if they drift too far.” Blake stated. He didn’t know why the mother was giving him an excuse. He wasn’t here to judge he was just glad the girl was safe.

“Thank you, Thank you Blake.” The lady walked away with her daughter.

Manny swam up to the side of the pool where Blake was kneeled. He wiped water from his face then put his hands against the wall. “You know her?”

“Not sure. I lose track with everybody.” Blake said nonchalantly then dove into the deep end. No idea why he said that. Who was everybody? Blake got out of the pool when it was time to meet his dad. He didn’t want to leave, but Manny and Kai had to go so it wouldn’t be fun anymore. He briefly considered getting a kick out of all the girls ogling him.

When Blake got back to the room his dad wasn’t there. Though wherever he had gone Seth had forgotten his cell phone. It laid abandoned on his bed. Blake shook his head his dad probably went on a walk and left it. He had been taking a lot of those to clear his head since the divorce. The phone rang interrupting Blake’s thoughts. The teen looked and saw his mom calling.

“Mom!”

“Who is this?  Where’s Seth? Is he on a date with another man? Our son better not be there.”

The teenager’s gripped tightened on the phone. “It’s me Blake, mom. And dad’s not the one who cheated. So even if he was here with another man, it’d be none of your business!” Blake hung up and threw the phone on the bed. The dread hit him late as he sat down. He was going to be found dead in his sleep for talking to his mom like that.

He watched TV to ease his mind until his dad came back. The moment he did the two went down to eating. They entered the hotel’s restaurant it was all you can eat dinner buffet style. Blake couldn’t believe it was dinner time.

His father joked “That’s what happens when you spend all day in the pool.”

“Don’t be like that dad.” He lightly elbowed his father, who he could see over.” He felt his throat, “Did you hear that? My voice cracked.”

His dad laughed, “Must be some latent puberty.”

Over the course of dinner, it happened repeatedly. Seth recommended that he drink some water. However, that did nothing to stop the onset of Blake’s vocal changes. The two got up from their table and went back to their rooms. The two watched TV before turning in for the night.

As Blake slept, he couldn’t get comfortable in the master bed even with his own side. An idea crept into his head; he scooted closer to his dad. Like clockwork his dad threw his arms around his son.

“It’s okay lil man, another bad dream? His dad’s eyes were closed, somewhere between sleep and awake. Seth pressed Blake’s head onto his chest. The young male had to do some maneuvering to made it possible, leaving his toes peaking off the bed. Blake didn’t mind he felt good listening to his dad’s heartbeat. Seth began to trace his fingers over Blake’s back, then his palm.

Seth eyes snapped open as he pushed his son away. Blake fell on the ground with intense force.  His dad shuffled across the bed to look at him, “Blake, Shit! I’m so sorry.”

“That hurt dad.” Blake said matter of fact. He was more surprised his dad had cussed in front of him. He knew he did it just not in front of kids, then again, he wasn’t a kid he was 19.

“I’m sorry, it felt like there was a stranger in my bed.” Seth said reaching his arm out to help his son up.

“Gee dad, thanks.” His face passed it off as a joke, but he was deeply hurt by those words.

“You snuggled up to me like when you were little, why?”

“I don’t know.” Blake shrugged. He did know why. Something about this hotel made him feel off. As if he was losing his sense of self. He was hoping his dad would make him feel safe a protected. It always worked before. Blake got up taking off his pants and putting on his swimming trunks and his tank top from earlier.

“I’m going for a late-night swim.” He said moving to the door.

“Blake—

“Don’t wait up.” Blake closed the door. He knew it was bratty, but his dad’s words really hurt him. Not only did he have to keep dealing with people not recognizing him, but his dad pushed him. Blake balled his fist. Maybe he wasn’t mad at his dad. It was just the day. He’d get in the pool cool off, and apologize to his dad tomorrow, or even tonight if Seth was still up. Shaking his head, he walked to the elevator, wondering why he’d thought of his dad’s first name.

The night pool was empty again. He took off his shirt leaving it at the edge. When Blake dove in, he loved the way his powerful arms cut through the water, how much power and propulsion his legs provided. The water was a slave to his whims. He soared, majestically and gracefully, putting on a show for himself alone. After a while of being alone he decided it was time to get out.  He looked for a clock 10:20. Perfect. He got out of the pool.

When he stood by the edge trying to get this shirt back on, but it wouldn’t go down, it was hung up on his chest.  Out of nowhere his pecs stretched broader, causing a split in the shirt. Blake thought his mind was playing trick on him but still flinched and the new offset weight caused him to fall into the pool. He tried to swim to the top, but it was like the water was keeping him down. He struggled to get through the shirt. His ass started to swell, each cheek turning into luscious orbs, fit for a man. The growth funneled into his thighs and calves which began sprouting fine blond hair.

With that new power Blake was able to pull himself from the pool gasping for air.  As he crawled away from the water his spine lengthened, and another layer of muscle appeared on his lats. His body grew, wider, thicker.  A bronze tan colored his skin. Water cascaded from his body as his arms grew next tripling the beef that was there before. Blake’s cock was dripping precum as the changes worked on his crotch, he had to spread his legs as his balls grew, maturing and sagging form their size and heft. His seven-inch cock got thicker as it stretched to a permanent 9.5 inches. Blake, on all fours, balled his fists, groaned, and his voice, dropped—plummeted into a deep baritone.  He came soaking his swimming trunks and black tank top with his seed. The young man passed out, reeking of cum.

His swimming trunks turned a deep blue as they rose to his mid-thigh. His shirt became white, losing all recognition as it took on a blue Plus sign in the middle of the chest.

Blake woke with a light tap to his side. He was being nudged by someone’s foot. “Cut it out Harold.” He grumbled trying to sleep, but his coworker wouldn’t let him. The desk assistant bent down and flicked his ear, “Get up.”

Blake got up with a sigh, “What time is it?”

“11:35,” Harold answered standing back up.

“What are you still doing here then? You’re shift should have ended.” Blake stated.

“Well, I was waiting to see if more kids were going to sneak back out here. Like last night but imagine my surprise when I found you instead.” Harold winced he hated to ask. “You didn’t see any kids, did you?”

“No,” Blake shook his head standing up to his 6’5 height. He was often the tallest person in the room. Standing like a giant it didn’t take much for him to command respect from others around him.

“That’s good the last thing they need to see is you stroking one out or coddling with another female guest—which I might add is technically against company policy.” Harold held up a stern finger.

Blake rolled his eyes, “Hey I am professional at work…mostly, but I wouldn’t go at it in the pool. People could see us from their rooms.”

Harold rolled his eyes, “Then why are you out here and smell like sex?”

Blake seemed stumped for a minute then slapped his chest, “That’s just my natural smell.”

“As if!” Harold was not in the mood for jokes, “Come on, let’s head back to the employee quarters,” Harold said taking off with Blake in tow.

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At the B2M hotel, everyone loved the tanned Norse god who had appeared as the new lifeguard. People weren’t afraid to give the 23-year-old attention, and he wasn’t afraid to receive it. He strutted around taking control of his pool making sure everyone knew he was top dog. Though with his fat horse cock, always bulging through his trunks, there’d never be any mistake. Sure a few people thought it was obscene or inappropriate. They thought he was playing a prank. Then he’d have to pull those guests that wouldn’t relent aside and personally prove his innocence.

And if they didn’t like looking at the front his huge ass made it, so they’d loved looking at the back. Bubble butt didn’t begin to describe it; the thing was juicer than a peach. Each stroll he did around the pool was a chance to see that glorious backside in action. His ass was begging to burst through the trunks he wore.

During the day he’d chat up male and female guest ensuring they were enjoying themselves, but most claimed they were there for the view. It was at night when things got wild. On Tuesday and Thursdays, the lifeguard started late and got off at 10:00 but stuck around until 11:00. There were no more children sneaking into the pool.

Good thing too because at around 12 anyone wondering near the pool shack could hear the lifeguard getting very acquainted with the female guests. These days Harold just rolled his eyes and continued on home.

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Blake had just finished flirting with a female guest and headed inside to go see what Harold was up to. In truth he was hoping Harold would offer to pay for lunch

“I hope you enjoyed you stay,” Harold said taking back the key card from a guest.

“Uh I guess,” the man said. “It’s funny this Vacation was supposed to help, but my mind just feels even cloudier.” The man turned around and slammed into Blake’s chest.

“Oh, I’m so sorry lil’ man.” Blake stretched out a hand and easy lifted the man back up. The lifeguard stared at the handsome red head in front of him. The guy looked so familiar. Blake assumed he fucked a girl that looked like the guy.

“No problem,” The man grabbed his suitcase heading out.

Blake watched the man leave. He wanted to follow him. Feeling a desire that told Blake to go with the man. Harold coughed, grabbing Blake’s attention.

“Not only have you come to annoy me, but you’re also assaulting guest now?” He joked.

“I can’t help that I’m an immovable object. That guy should have watched where he was going.” Blake retorted.

“He did seem pretty out of it, a bit sad even, I think he got some bad news. He was certainly trying to rush out of here.” Harold shared.

“Now you’re making me feel bad.” Blake’s stomach grumbled. “Anyway, how about lunch?”