Poolside Follies

 

 

 “Ah, your nephew?” The stud smirked; his gaze had caught my eyes scanning his body. Could his speedos have been any smaller? “Nah, I haven’t seen him. But did you actually want to find him?”
 
When my rich older brother asked me to house-sit for him and his wife. I had sort of just assumed they had included their son in that as well. Parents needed time away, I understood that. I arrived in a teal polo and white shorts: my best pretend rich life fit. So, I was surprised to walk in that morning and see a DILF chilling out in their backyard on a chair by their pool. My brother made no mention of him. The backyard was huge enough I had time to study him as I walked across. His beard, chest, arms, thighs, even the way his bulge moved as his legs shifted, drool worthy.
 
I figured he must have had his eyes closed to take in the sun, because he didn’t get up until I was closer. That’s when he hopped off his chair and strolled towards me and lifted his shades. I must have stammered out the question concerning my nephew’s whereabouts between that time, as his response came smoothly.
 
My heart was thumping in my ears. “Uh, I should really find Carlos,” trying to pull away even though I didn’t want to, “my brother is paying me—”
 
“Oh, their son?” The man looked up to where Carlos’ bedroom window was. “I don’t know if he’s going to come down.” 
 
“Fight with my brother?” I asked frowning, turning to look at the window.
 
“Nothing serious like that,” He dismissed, with a hand wave. “Took a dip in the pool and I don’t think those new chemicals his dad put in the pool agreed with him very well.”
 
I nodded my head, that made sense, my brother was doing shit he didn’t know anything about. “So, you work for my brother?”
 
“No, we don’t have anything formal like that. I help out when he asks.” He shrugged. “But I do love it out here. You should take in the sights and live it up.” Leaning over he nudged me in the side.
 
He had a point. I had expected to just coast by on this ‘job’, but with a beefcake lounging in the back maybe I could spice up my stay. And if he wasn’t formally employed by my brother then that was even more of a reason to do it.
 
“Since it’s just us here,” I managed to get out, “Would you want to hang out here a bit more with me.” The words were out in the open now. But a person missed 100% of the shots they didn’t take.
 
The smirk on his face turned into a proper grin, “Since it’s just us here,” he leaned forward whispering in my ear. “Do you want to fuck?”
 
I began to sputter and stammer words falling on me. He had certainly cut to the chase. I turned to the house as if my nephew had supernatural hearing. No form of speech available to me, I nodded.
 
He grabbed my hand, giddy as if he’d won a personal game and led me inside. We walked through the kitchen and up the stairs. My nephew’s door was thankfully closed. We walked all the way down the hall into the guest room. Once we shut the door, he pushed me back on the bed and I flopped, limbs out, laughing.
 
“I’m ready to get my dick in something, you?” he asked, voice heavy. “Hope you’re ready for a fat load.” His cock was dripping precum.
 
The man slipped out of his speedo and his thick, brown, uncut cock, slapped against his inner thigh. He threw them off into the room, but I didn’t care where, more interested in watching his boner rise. I got so entranced I forgot to take my own clothes off until he nudged me. Wasting no time, I pulled at my shirt while he yanked down my boxer and shorts in one go. Now we were both fully nude staring at each other, liking what we saw.
 
I crawled back in bed as he climbed between my legs, knocking them open with his knee. My dick was aching at the stud. He bent over me, face inches from mine.
 
“I knew you wanted me from the second you stepped outside.” He gave a soft chuckle, “You were eating me the fuck up with your eyes.”
“Didn't know you were paying attention.” I choked out.
 
His cock was at my ass, pushing in, I had to hold my breath even as the large tip nudged at my entrance.
 
“You were looking. I was looking.” He stated plainly. “Couldn’t wait for those two to leave. He didn't tell me his gay brother was on his way. Here I was wondering how I was going to keep my dick entertained. Then, you came strolling in that tight polo and those shorts, eyes eating me up. It made me glad I chose to go with the speedo. All I had to do was get you in bed.”
 
A change of weight on his hips and his cockhead popped inside my innards, stretching me out. 
 
“Now there’s nothing to do but to enjoy. So, you better give me the fuck of your life.” He thrusted his hips and his cock shoved deeper in me. My ass took in the immense pressure as it tore me apart. There was no rushing, he waited for me to adjust, as his cock didn’t give any space within me. Then, he started slowly thrusting hips and making our bodies slap together.
 
“Oh shit!” I reached for the headboard to stabilize myself.
 
“You like that?” He teased me. “Guess we can start picking up the pace.” His thrust got faster and my balls bounced about the place as he pummeled into me.
 
The man kept my ass in check by pounding me, exactly how he wanted. I don’t know when the last time he got off was, but he was giving it like he’d been starved for it. His lips locked with mine kissing me deeply. “You take this big cock so well,” He bemused. Despite the niceties and the kiss, his hips were unrelenting, cock diving in deeper. The headboard hitting the wall again and again. “See that? Your ass opens right up.”
 
His voice was so rich in my ears, cock so good up my ass, my body became his plaything. My cock started to leak obsessively all over my abs. Made even worse when he pressed his body to mind trapping my cock in an abdominal sandwich. The heat rolling off him drove me closer to the edge. Another kiss, and with the tickle of his beard, my cock could no longer. I needed to cum.
 
“I’m about to cum.” I said as a warning.
 
He didn’t let up off me, “Fucking awesome,” He smiled, eyes locked onto mine. “Go ahead, give it to me, I worked hard for it.”
 
The permission, and even more the expectation, was enough to send me over the edge. “GNNHHHHH FUCK!!!” My cum was fucked out of me, by his torture of my prostate. Our bodies got progressively slick with my seed, as I kept pumping more out.  
 
He had not expected me to be so loud. Understandable, as I hadn’t either. I was definitely not a screamer, but a huge cock would teach you new things about yourself. “Shhh!” He tried to gently place a hand over my mouth, but I knocked it away. “What about your nephew?” He asked, but the look on his face was not concern, it was amusement. The fucker was enjoying it.
 
“Man, your ass is spasming right now,” He stated as my ass massaged him internally. But thankfully Mr. Handsome was not an untouchable paragon of stamina. I grabbed his head and kissed him, and the way our bodies slipped over each other was his limit.
 
“Fuck, now I’m gonna nut.” He muttered into my lips playfully upset. His hips sped up their assault as his breathing hitched. “Here. it comes. FUCK.” Followed by a string of words in Spanish meant only for my ears.
 
The way he came was like a battering ram, after busting down walls, unleashing hot lava onto the area. My moan was uncontrollable as his cock twitched violently, deep within me. Seeding me. Breeding me. Never in my life until that point had I actually considered what if a man’s load was potent enough to knock another dude up? Though already on top of me he sort of surrendered his weight to me, nuzzling my neck, cock still pumping the last bits. We laid there in coital bliss.
 
“That was good.” He slid his body off me, sitting up between my legs. He slapped my thigh, “You left a mess on me.” He said, looking at my cum all over him, slowly working over my dick in his palm. 
 
“You?” I protested jokingly, “I’ve got it worse.” He had planted his cum far so deep in me, all I could do was appreciate I didn’t have an empty womb. His hot load came spilling out my ass in all its vengeance. My cock was hard in his hands again.
 
“You’re right, you win.” he laughed. “But I’m nothing if not fair.” Releasing my dick, he climbed on top of me, mixing my cum and his as lube before planting his big ass on my lap. He had legitimately fucked the power from my legs, but all was well, because he rode my dick under his own power. His ass had the rudest grip on my cock, trying to milk it every second he rose up, acting like it didn’t want to part with my cock. Now, I wasn’t packing what he was, but my cock wasn’t for the faint of heart. He took it like a champ though until I returned the favor of painting his guts. We fell asleep on the bed.
 
When I woke up, the man was gone. I would have sworn it was a dream if I hadn’t been naked, caked in cum. I got up and took a shower, washing the day’s good decisions away. I walked out clean and fresh. Then remembered my nephew was at home when guilt crashed on me like a wave. I knocked on his door.
 
No answer.
 
“Hey Carlos, you okay?” I turned the doorknob gently, not expecting it to open.  When it did, I gasped, “Apologies,” I said peering in, the room was empty and messy, exactly what anyone would expect from a nephew. He had trash just thrown about the place, I sighed stepping in. Laughing to myself, I bent over picking up some of his clothes left on the floor and tossing them onto a chair. He had stayed with me a few years back and done the exact same thing. The old habits died hard. Next, I picked up some packaging flipping it around and saw the design of some familiar speedos.
 
Something caught my eye out the window, and I looked out. My nephew was walking towards the pool. He stopped at the water’s edge and stretched before jumping in. There was a loud splash, then nothing. He stayed under for a few seconds before surfacing. Then something strange happened. I watched my nephew’s body stretch taller, his shoulder width expanded as pecs popped off his chest. He wiped his face off as facial hair grew in. I hadn’t even noticed he was wearing the speedo matching the open package in my hand. The same one my mystery man had been wearing. Dropping the stuff in my hand. I rushed outside.
 
By the time I reached the backyard the man had dried himself off standing in the same place he had been earlier. I was panting as he looked at me, shades back on.
 
“Oh, back for round three?” He asked.
 
Panting, I pointed to the window. “Where did my nephew just go?”
 
“So, you saw that.” He sucked his teeth. Then rubbed his neck, before smiling smugly and gripping his shades,” But did you actually want to find him, or spend more time with me?”
 
My cock twitched.