Looking around carefully and listening for anyone to approach, I’d hold my cock in the pulsating jet until my body tensed, my teeth clenched and I c...me, streaming ropes of semen into the water.Then I’d pull on my shorts and leave the pool even more quietly than I’d arrived.I also visited the pool in daylight hours, soaking up the sun and swimming a bit, sometimes experimenting with revealing swimsuits but never doing anything unusual.One day, though, I was laying out at the pool mid-day, and as. “I can’t get my breathing right. I do the breaststroke mainly, butterfly kick and all that.”“Uh huh,” Tommy said, adjusting his Speedo. He had tried wearing his cock upright but found the head often appeared above his waistband so has resorted to stuffing the thing down in the front where it often made a hard-to-ignore bulge. This was one of those times. Tommy looked like he had a bag of golfballs in his suit.“I can see you at two,” the boy said. “That’s when I’m usually done here.”“OK,” Nancy. .” Ephus started.“As I said,” Bast interrupted him. “You are far more than you think you are.”Ephus could only stand there staring at all the females. Everything that they had revealed was running through his mind. It was just so strange that they thought that he was so important, all he was doing was what he thought was right, necessary, im ... Damn! They were right, it was just that he’d never seen himself that way.Momentarily lost in his thoughts, he didn’t see all the females as they rushed. My eyes opened wide and suddenly I was awake with a jolt. It was an erotica story and to my bewilderment, a gay story from what I could gauge! I continued reading from the corner of my eyes and I was in a very interesting part of the story right now. I noticed his other hand was under the blanket, probably stroking his hard cock.I hadn’t noticed the mature guy properly before but now that he had drawn my interest, I checked him out. He must be in his late 40s, probably even early 50s maybe.He.