Gay porn story inspired by bodybuilder model Jardel Barros courtesy of Muscle Hunks.

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Swimming never fails to give me a hard-on. Maybe it's the skimpy, hip-hugging briefs I wear. Maybe it's all the gorgeous men that populate the pool at the Y. Maybe it's the fact that I always slip a cock ring on before I go. Anyway, there I was one Saturday afternoon a few weeks ago doing laps, just to keep myself occupied. There wasn't anyone in the pool with me. as it was a holiday weekend. Just me and the lifeguard. He sat there, silent like the Sphinx. staring out to the deep end, acting like he wasn't watching anyone in particular. I did my laps like a good boy. Free-style up the pool, then breast-stroke down again. I swam in the lane directly beneath his bench, so that I could look up into that hefty pouch between his hairy thighs every time I turned around. Twenty minutes passed—me, getting progressively slower in my trips up and down the pool, and him, just staring at the ripples I made in the water. I switched to a back-stroke, just to give myself a rest. So it was up and back, up and back, while unbeknownst to me, the lifeguard's eyes had latched onto the sight of the prodigious erection beneath my lycra briefs. I opened my eyes after about the fourth or fifth lap to spy a corresponding boner on the part of my watchman. He didn't think I was watching, as his left hand lazed across his crotch and ever so quietly helped that erection come to life. Up and down, up and down, in time with my strokes, he was rubbing his crotch with his palm. I let my eyelids fall to tiny slits so that my gaze would be unperceivable. If he wanted some privacy to carry out his dirty deed, who was I to make him uncomfortable?

I swam ever so slowly up to the shallow end, barely able to keep the man in focus, I thought I saw him getting a little more aggressive in his exploits, and sure enough, as I returned to the deep end, I spied his uncut dick sticking out of his trunks, dangerously close to his right hand. I decided to give him a little show, something to jerk off to, so when I came to the deep end of the lane, I did a little twist, and went back to free-styling. Only this time, I added a wiggle to my stroke again, and on the pretext of adjusting my briefs, I let the head of my uncut cock poke out from under the waistband. More action made it slowly work out further and further, About four inches of it were hugging my abs. A quick peek at the guard bench told me that my move had been most appreciated. He was unabashedly fisting his dick, rolling the foreskin over and under the head. His eyes were screwed tight puffing to beat the band. Now was the time to act. Reaching the deep end of pool right under his seat I jumped out of the water, and climbed into his crotch. His eyes flew open in terror when I exited the pool and then he momentarily fixed on my tongue moving up and down his rock hard pole, and then the sensations of my tongue lulled him into a trance. He sat back into his chair, spreading tight, tanned legs, and relinquished all control. I continued to suck on his foreskin and soon, all too soon, he's bucking and grinding with his hands wrapped around my skull, puffing and panting. His climax found a voice, and screams echoed off the tiled wall as his jism spilled down throat. He gasped for breath, collapsed into the bench, moaning. I grabbed my towel and while he was still recovering I stoked my own uncut cock to orgasm. Then I headed off to the locker room, satisfied that I had finally made it with my hunky lifeguard.