Afternoon in the Pool-3

He lowered me slowly into the water but kept me close to him so that my body sort of slid against his as he lowered me down. I could feel his shorts against my legs, and, Oh God! As the front of my leg, just above my knee brushed against the front of his hips, I could feel the unmistakable bulge of his cock pressing against my leg through his shorts, he had an erection. He didn’t lower me all the way down because the water was up to his chest and would have come over my head so he held me close against himself and started to wade slowly towards the shallow end of the pool.

I cannot possibly describe the way my body reacted; I was waking up to new and incredible sensations. As he waded towards the shallows he gradually let my body slide lower against his, the water pressure against my back was pushing me firmly against him and I could feel the whole length of his hard cock pressing against my tummy. John knew that I could feel it, it would have been impossible for him not to know.

His arms were around my waist, he lowered one of his hands, cupped my small arse and lifted me higher, and, as if of their own accord, my legs wound around his hips under the water, my arms went around his neck and I buried my face into the side of his neck.

His rigid cock was now pressing hard between my legs and, as he waded, the movement of his hips caused his erection to press and move against the lips of my vagina beneath my bathers. I tightened the grip of my legs around his waist and pulled him harder against me and he gripped my butt harder, grinding his cock against me through the fabric of my bathers. I was sobbing and gasping into his neck and wishing that the two layers of fabric between his hard shaft and the sensitive lips of my slit would disappear.

When we reached waist deep water he sank to his knees and I did the same. We were kneeling, facing each other and John just looked at me and touched the side of my face with his fingertips, his other hand was resting on my waist, holding me close to him, he was a lot taller than me and I could feel the end of his cock pressing hard against the indent of my navel.

Other than on the videos, I had never seen or felt a penis, hard or otherwise before. It is impossible to describe the sorts of emotions and thoughts that were going through my head as I felt John’s hard cock pressing against me in the pool.

According to the instruction manual, (Penthouse,) boys got erections when they were with a girl they wanted to fuck, and fuck, of course equaled love in my immature thinking. How could John, a gorgeous 20, (nearly 21 year old) love me and want to fuck me, a skinny, barely eighteen year old. As we knelt there facing each other, the end of his stiff shaft seemed to be burning a warm, fuzzy hole in my tummy and the look he was giving me was making my whole body tremble uncontrollably.

My hand was resting on his waist under the water, I desperately wanted to touch and hold his cock, but afraid in case I was doing something that I was not supposed to do. I closed my eyes, (I don’t know why.) and moved my hand under the water to the front of the waistband of his shorts, but, just as I was about to drop my hand down I heard a sudden ‘Thwak.’

I opened my eyes and saw that Brett had thrown a water polo ball from the other end of the pool and it had struck John on the back of the head. He and Bobbie had been splashing around at the other end of the pool and were shouting at us to have a game, the girls against the guys. As the ball hit John, he had quickly stood up to throw it back. I was still on my knees, and as he stood up in front of me, his hips came above the surface and I gasped as I saw the huge bulge his hard-on made as it pushed the front of his shorts out like a tent.

Whilst I had felt his cock pushing against me under the water, I didn’t have any perception of how big it actually was. I suddenly had a flashback to Penthouse, and how a girl, if she loved a guy and they were fucking each other, would actually take a guy’s cock in her mouth, suck it, and tease it with her lips and tongue, and sometimes she would let him come in her mouth. John’s voice brought me back to reality,

“Come on.” he said, “we had better go and join in or they will wonder what we are doing.”

We played ball for a while. There was lots of body contact and I made sure that a lot of that contact was between John and I. Whenever we were in contact I devised every ploy that I could to make sure my wrist, my arm or some part of me brushed against the front of his shorts where the bulge of his cock was still evident, he in turn seemed to be taking every opportunity to slide his hands against me, touching my breasts and thighs whenever we came together and trying to make out that it was accidental.

My biggest surprise though was once, when I was holding the ball in front of me, about to throw it to Bobbie, Brett came up behind me and grabbed me around the waist to stop me throwing it and I felt the length of his cock pressing against the cheeks of my butt, he held on to me for a while, even though I had let go of the ball and thrust his hips hard against me. It was definitely hard. This was all very confusing. Did they both want to fuck me?

As the game progressed though, I thought I was beginning to put two and two together, because Brett and Bobbie were spending a lot of time horsing around, even when they didn’t have the ball.

Eventually we grew tired of the game. I wanted to stay in the pool with John, but at the same time I couldn’t wait to be alone with Bobbie to tell her what had happened. But she and Brett had drifted off to the far end of the pool leaving John and I on our own.

We both seemed to feel a bit awkward for a couple of minutes; it was like he didn’t want to talk to me. I felt crestfallen and swam to the side of the pool and sat on the steps, the water up to my neck and my head resting on the step. After a few minutes John swam over to me.

“Can I join you?” he said. I moved to one side and the steps were just wide enough for him to sit at the side of me.

When we were side by side it was a tight fit and the side of his thigh was pressed close to mine. The feel of his skin against me seemed to bring on the same sort of warm, tingly feeling in my tummy that I get when Bobbie and held our bodies close and touch each other.

He didn’t say anything for a while, we watched Brett and Bobbie wrestling and horsing around at the other end of the pool, I was just enjoying the feeling of him sitting close to me. John seemed to be thinking about something, his mind seemed miles away, then, suddenly, he turned his face towards me.

“Do you like me?” he asked suddenly.

I was stunned, like him! He was the first boy who had ever paid any attention to me, of course I liked him, I was in love with him for chrissake! “Yes.” I replied quietly, “Of course I like you.” and waited with baited breath for several minutes, praying that he would say more, but he fell silent again for some time.