Afternoon in the Pool-2

We went down to the pool to find Brett and one of his friends, John. John was the same age as Brett, Bobbie and I both knew John as he was often at their house, he was a good looking guy with dark hair and a great body, he and Brett were both in the uni’ footy team and he was also one of the guys Bobbie and I would talk about when we played around in bed.

The boys were splashing around in the pool when we came through the gate and shouted for us to come in. We sat on the edge of the pool dangling our feet in the water and the guys came over to us. John stood in front of me and grabbed my legs, just below the knees and tried to pull me in. I struggled against him, protesting that the water was too cold, although I didn’t struggle too much because the feel of his hands on my legs felt good.

“Ok.” he said, “I’ll lift you in slowly.” He reached up, put his hands under my arms, lifted me and suspended me above the water in front of him. My legs and thighs were in the water, resting against his chest. It felt as if my tummy was melting, it was a similar sort of feeling that I got when Bobbie fingered me but it was the first time I had felt it with a boy, in fact, it was the first time that I had ever been so close to a boy.