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Subject: Living the Life Chapter Four Living the Life Chapter Four By Nick ail If you like the story or would like to see something in the story, please feel free to drop me a line. I love feedback and love to chat. Before some of you clutch your pearls and think this is a true story, know that it is not. It is entirely a work of erotic fiction. Fantasy is different from reality. Check it out. Also, please consider donating to Nifty. It costs money to run this site, and your donation can really help. Thank fty/ When the Peterson boys showed up the next day, I met them at the entrance and escorted them to the male only pool. Despite coming for years to the Muni Rec, they had never seen this section. Andy was impressed with the locker room you had to enter to get through to the pool. “This place is fucking cool. It looks like Hogwarts,” Andy enthused looking at the cathedral ceiling. “What’s really great is the pool is completely private and ours alone for the next few hours. So I was wondering if you guys would want to go skinny dipping?” I asked with a glint in my eye. “Hell yeah!” Andy said immediately. Kevin said he had never done it. “You will love it, Little Dude. It’s awesome,” Andy assured him. Of course Andy was naked in a flash, his big cunt buster swinging under his meaty balls. Kevin was a tad shyer but was soon naked, as was I slipping off my shorts. There was something so sexy about hairless little Kev sitting between two big dicked men with hairy bushes. “Kevin,” I said while leading the two out to the pool area, “Today will be half swim coaching and half fun.” “This place is unbelievable,” Andy enthused. “How come I never saw it before today?” “It’s a men’s only pool. Usually we just open it up to groups. We have a Jr. High swim team meet here three times a week in the morning. Lately I have been opening it up to men who like to swim nude. Did you know that sixty years ago most men and boys swam nude in America? Seriously. There’s a video about it on You Tube. This building used to be the swimming pools for a Christian University. Men and boys swam nude here until 1973,” I said. “No way!” Andy said. “That’s the way it should be.” He dived into the clear water with the two of us following. We started off with twenty minutes of coaching for Kevin and laps for Andy. Damn, little Kevin was a sexy fucker. I love his natural athletic body, still undefined and boyish. His belly was deliciously flat and his chest immature. I held him in the water, a hand on his belly and one on his back. We practiced basic strokes while I carnally eyed his small ass. When Andy’s smartwatch beeped, he swam over and began tickling Kevin. The fourth grader squealed in delight. I enjoyed watching those brothers together. You could feel the love and caring they shared between them. Later I went underwater and Kevin got on my shoulders with his legs around my neck. I lifted him out of the water. This is a favorite game with a naked little boy. I become hyperaware of the little boy dick and balls rubbing against my neck. I saw Andy watching with an odd look in his eyes. Then he tried to pull Kevin off my shoulders. After much squealing, the little boy was soon on Andy’s neck. As he got on, I saw that little Kev was hard as a rock. For some reason it excited me that his hard penis was rubbing against his brother’s neck. I looked down and saw Andy’s cock sticking out proudly under the water. Interesting! Well, that’s all it took for me to get hard. Kevin grabbed me by the waist, his face in front of my muscular ass cheeks. I wanted to push his face into my crack! “I LOVE skinny dipping, Chuck. Can we do this all of the time?” Kevin said. “Yeah, Chuck. I love it too,” Andy added. “Most of the time, at least. I will get you two permanent lockers here and the code to enter. If there is a private event, though, your code won’t work. But we are only booked about 20 percent of the time and a lot of it is while you guys are in school.” Andy’s watch beeped again. “Back to laps,” the muscular jock said. “I am going to show Kevin the sauna. When you are done, Andy, join us. It’s inside the locker room.” Andy gave the thumbs up and began swimming more laps. I scooped Kevin into my arms and carried him out of the pool. He wrapped his arms around my neck and looked at me adoringly. Seriously, suck a little boy to dry cum, and he is yours! Inside the sauna, I set Kevin on the middle wooden tier. I sat next to him and bent down for a kiss. Gods! Kissing that child was sweeter than ice cream. “Want to play some more sexy games?” I asked brushing his wet hair from his eyes. He looked at me a little shyly and said, “Yeah,” with a big smile. “You sure?” I teased. He nodded, and I kissed him again. “OK, let’s play a game. We only have twenty minutes before Andy joins us.” Kevin loved games —- what boy doesn’t? “This one is called monkey see, monkey do. I do something to you for two minutes. Then you have to do the exact same thing to me for two minutes. Then you get to do something to me, and I have to do it back.” I said pointing to the clock on the wall. Kevin smiled, and his hairless little cocklet throbbed. I started by licking his perfect pink nipples. They floated on a sea of pure white perfection. Not a hair or a blemish marred his youthful skin. I sucked on those tiny paps and very gently bit them, just enough to make him gasp and giggle. My right hand crept between his legs, and I gently stroked the boy’s aching member. After two minutes of bliss, I surrendered those spit covered boy tits and leaned back against the sauna wall. Little Kev scrambled over me and looked at my muscular, hairy pecs and the meaty paps. His first lick was obscene. I felt it effect immediately on my dick and shot a dribble of precum. Within seconds the little lad was sucking hungrily on my man tits, his boy slobber running down my hard belly. I heard him moan. Fuck yeah! Since he forgot, I grabbed his right wrist and brought his hand to my aching cock. Kev remembered and started to slowly stroke my pedo dick. When the little fucker began to gently bite my paps, his tiny hand got slimed with more cock snot. Just seeing a little boy feast on a man’s chest was enough to make me cum. Fortunately the two minutes ended just in time. I was breathing hard and wondering what his move would be when I saw him lick his hand of my clear dick juice. FUCK! If that wasn’t a clue that this fourth grader was a dick pig, then really nothing was! Kev looked at my naked body, my seven inch perverted penis curving upwards with the head half exposed and dripping. The naked boy climbed down to the bottom rung and giggled. He came to my feet and kissed them. Then he started to lick and suck them. Hot damn! He has a foot fetish, I realized. I read somewhere this is caused because curled in the womb our feet and cocks are touching each other. I sighed and masturbated, watching the little faggot lick my bare soles. I pulled my hand off when he started diyarbakır escort sucking my big toe like a cock. I was so close! When my turn came, I stopped and examined his little boy feet. They were sexy as fuck — miniature and perfect. I kept eye contact with the nine year old as I orally made love to his toes. I sucked each digit like a tiny dick. I lapped his soles and took most of his foot in my mouth. Kev was openly moaning from the pleasure, and his boy nail remained incredibly hard. If my boy wanted his feet licked, I was the pedo to pleasure him. Any good lover knows an excited partner is the hottest fuck there is. At my turn, I lifted his arms and began lapping at those smooth pits! Damn, but I love a hairless boy’s pits. They smelled of chlorine and a hint of boy sweat. For those who do not know the scent, it is sweetly musky without the pungency that adolescence brings. Kevin squealed and writhed as I rubbed my face in them. I inhaled his light scent and taste, savoring it, even as I inhaled his innocence. When it was his turn, he moaned again when he tasted my sweaty pits. Fuck yeah! What a sexy little pig! I was leaking rivers of prefuck while the horned up elementary school kid lapped at his man’s sweaty pits. When he rubbed his face in them, I broke script and pushed him harder into my hollow. Boys should come to love the scent of their man. They should wear it on them as a badge of honor and respect. We kissed deeply afterwards, and I could taste my scent on his tiny tongue. Kevin looked at me with lust and love, the perfect combination for a man’s boy. Since we only had about ten minutes before Andy would come, I picked the last game. I lifted the kid up to the top wooden tier and then joined him there. I put him on his hands and knees and then knelt behind his ass. His cheeks were so small I could cover them with both of my hands. Mama Mia! With barely controlled lust, I dived in between those cheeks with my wet tongue. How to describe? A hint of chlorine, a smattering of sweat, and the moist heaven of a boy’s anal crack. I smashed my face into that paradise as my tongue searched for Kev’s small orifice. I was lost in the utterly smooth crevice. My tongue began drooling when I found his virginal boy hole. I was so absorbed in the lewd act that it was a few moments before I heard the growling and moaning boy in front of me. I tongue fucked a fraction of an inch into the amazingly tight hole. He sounded like a kitten mewling. I pulled out of the spit wet trench and then pushed in again pressing my nose into his immature anus. I lapped and sucked on it with pure pedo passion. With a few seconds left, I moved down lower and took his achingly hard boy cock into my mouth. Almost instantly, Kevin’s body shook with a tremendous orgasm. “I told you that you’d like ass play,” I said with a smile on my face and the taste of boy ass on my tongue. “Oh Chuck,” was all he could manage for a moment. I put my arm over his now wet body and kissed him tenderly on the cheek. With him still on all fours I waited for him to catch his breath, and we kissed deeply when he eventually turned his head towards me. We kissed like the lovers we had become. It turned me on this child was tasting his asshole on my adult tongue. I longed to fuck that hole, to widen it around my thick pedo tool. To make it my go-to cunt for my daily nuttings. But someone had to be the adult in the relationship. I pulled away from his mouth and looked in his eyes. “My turn,” I did with my best sexy grin. Before that could register I got on all fours on his tier facing away from him. My butt was only a couple of feet from his face. Come on, monkey, I thought. Do as you saw and felt. He hesitated for a second looking at my hairless cheeks. My legs were covered in man hair, and my muscular cheeks showed a few hairs sticking out of the crevice. “What do I do?” he asked tentatively. “Put your face in my crack and lick it all, up and down,” I replied. He moved gingerly to my man ass but then surprised me by fearlessly pushing his face into my moist ass. His face and tongue were met with a tangle of dark black ass hairs wet with sweat the hot sauna had produced. My dick lurched both from the sensations and more from the idea of a single digit boy licking my adult butt crack. It’s so hot to check things off of a little boy’s virgin list: Ball licking, virginity gone. Cocksucking, virginity gone. Ass licking, virginity gone. It was a delicious trail of corruption leading eventually to a cherry popping ass fuck that would cement him forever as my boy. Kevin spent time with my hole. I could feel his tongue drill into it. I even felt him kiss it like he would his grandmother’s cheek. So cute. I nearly came when I felt his nose pressed in my hole just like I had done to him. This sexy monkey was a keeper! Often I have to coerce a boy to lick my ass, but little Kev liked it! I hung my head in sheer pleasure, my body breaking out in a sweat. I looked up at the clock to see how much time was left when I saw him. Fuck me. An eye looking through the sauna window. I was enjoying getting my asshole licked and sucked, and suddenly the knowledge that his older brother was watching us filled me with a wicked lust. I stared at the window and lewdly stuck out my tongue and let it hang. To my delight Andy’s full face filled the sauna window. He was grinning broadly and then let his tongue hang out. He formed the horns with his right hand and started nodding his head. Right then young Kevin reached between my legs and pulled my painfully hard erection down. The skin had retracted all the way, and it was a gooey mess. While I was still looking Andy in the eye, Kev sucked my dripping dickhead. He skillfully lapped at my sensitive cock. His brother watching that was too damn erotic, and once more I lost control. I came hard in the little pig’s mouth. Kev waited for me to catch my breath and turn around to show me his open mouth full of cum. Then he dutifully swallowed like a good boy. A few minutes later Andy popped in the door. “Hey little dude, we have to get moving and hit the showers. Mom’s got a table at the Cork and Ale to celebrate the house she sold this morning. She said I could have steak!” Andy said excitedly. We all moved to the showers. Andy was flaccid as was I after cumming. The showers in the Men’s locker room were all communal. Ten columns with four shower heads ringing them lined the blue tiled room. This provided anyone walking by or sitting on the first changing bench a great view of the men and boys. There was no facing a tiled wall for these showers. Dicks were on display. We shared a column of showerheads, and Andy was in a jovial mood. “It’s so natural to swim naked. I loved it. I have to write this research paper in my sociology class about a cultural change in our community. I think this naked swimming thing is gonna be my subject.” “I have some records of the pool complex dating back decades in a düzce escort storage shed at home. You are welcome to stop by and check them out,” I said. “Thanks, Chuck. I’ll do that. Hey! Are you coming to the game tomorrow?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, “I wouldn’t miss Blu Kennedy High School’s star quarterback,” I said. Andy smiled broadly. Then he turned to his little bro who was openly looking at our junk. I noticed the little perv had a nice boy stiffy. “Mom said to clean you up good, Slugger,” Andy said picking up a bar of soap. He grabbed Kevin by the waist, and the boy started laughing. With his free arms he rubbed the soap all over the boy’s chest and belly working up a lather. Then he moved his lathered hand down to his little brother’s hairless groin. Andy’s hand got a good feel, and he began lathering the kid’s hard cock and tiny balls. “Hey, Chuck,” Andy said while essentially beating off his little bro. “Why don’t you come and do his ass?” Kevin, who hadn’t said a word, looked at me with a precious combination of lust and alarm. I moved behind Kevin and soaped up my hand before bringing it into his crack. I soaped it well alternately looking between the boy ass and Andy’s smiling face. “Get in there, Chuck, and really get it clean. Mom said she wanted him spotless,” Andy said. I lathered my index finger and searched for a hole. Then I slid it deep inside. Kevin started thrashing about, but his jock brother held him tightly with one arm while the other stroked his cocklet. “Heyyyy, wait a minute,” the boy pleaded. I pulled my finger out half way and then slid it back in deeper. I found his boy button and slowly rubbed it, feeling the fourth grader from the inside. “Ohhhh,” the flustered nine year old gasped. “What are you doing?” “Getting you clean,” Andy replied winking at me. “Let your boyfriend in there, Kev. That’s Chuck’s hole now.” Kevin literally sputtered. I started applying pressure to his prostate. He moaned. “Yeah, I know you two are boyfriends, little dude. That’s wayyyy cool, bro. Now you know why I am always looking for girlfriends. Chuck knows how to treat you right. And I won’t tell a soul especially not mom.” Kevin was trying to absorb all of this when Andy suddenly stopped masturbating him. His little tool throbbed as it poked out of the suds. I slipped my finger out of his deliciously tight hole. Andy set him on the shower floor. “Let’s get going, bro. I am going to eat a whole porterhouse by myself!” Andy said rinsing off and moving to the bench. I noticed he was completely erect. As was I. As was Kevin. I brought them towels and said, “I will get you two prime lockers right up front here. I’m glad you like this place as much as me.” After they left, I sat dressing on the bench in amazement. Andy was fucking unbelievable. No pedo could ever ask for a better wingman. Kevin adored his older brother and put huge stock into what he said. And he said I owned Kev’s hole! To be sure that was my plan, but to have the kid’s hero brother say it was unexpected to say the least. And pretty fucking arousing. I arrived at home after dark. I slipped into a pair of black pants, a black turtleneck, and black loafers. I picked up a few items and took a walk. My neighborhood is upscale but not overly fancy. I chose my neighborhood to allow me interact with the neighborhood and also maintain a high degree of privacy. Three blocks away, I came upon the Peterson house. The porch light was on but the house was dark. No one was out the street, and I slipped around to the side gate and unlatched it. I slipped into the backyard where the party was held the first time I met Andy three years before. At the back entrance, I pulled out my wallet of picks only to find the door was open. Careless boys! Inside I passed the laundry room and found the boy’s bedrooms separated by a bathroom. Kevin’s room was tidy with his bed made. I smiled. Sitting at his desk I searched his computer for a while and then slipped in a thumb drive and did my work. Then I moved next door and sat at Andy’s desk. His computer was password protected, but it only took me a minute trying some codes to enter QB27. The quarterback with a jersey number of 27 just had his computer broken into. I put in the thumb drive and did my work. To those of you who are appalled at my behavior, may I remind you how terribly risky being a practicing pedophile is. The consequences for getting caught are, shall we say, dire. Therefore I minimize the risk by taking control where I can. I wanted to know exactly what Andy and Kevin were up to online. It would also serve some sexual purposes I was planning for little Kev which would come in time. It is, after all, my responsibility to provide him with a full sexual education. Before I left, I searched Andy’s room. Andy is not stupid. He is a solid B student, but he is not as smart as Kevin. The room was filthy. His bed sheets were cum stained. Everywhere there were titty mags and some hardcore ones too. I bet his mom never set foot in there. Pretty soon I found a box hidden under a dresser. Hmmm. Inside lay a half vial of a white powder which upon taste I knew to be cocaine. There were a half dozen tabs of blotter paper —acid, and some capsules that looked to be MDMA –ecstasy. And an almost empty baggy of Kush bud that I had given him. Our big football hero likes to party. No news there. Then I shut off the lights and left the way I came. Back in my private study, I watched some kiddy porn and waited. First one alert sounded then the other right after. Ahhh. The boys were home and getting on their computers. I was recording everything, so I could leisurely switch between the two screens. Andy was watching the YouTube story on nude swimming. Good boy. Kevin was logged into his school, Austin Wolf Elementary, and was downloading an assignment sheet. Good boy. I secretly turned on their web cams and saw little Kev sitting in his computer chair just wearing a shirt and his underwear. So sexy. I took out my phone and texted Kevin. It was lovely to see the boy’s face light up when he saw it was from me. Hey Kevin. I really had a great time with you today. I hope your dinner was good. I look forward to seeing you at the game tomorrow night. Then I sent an emoji of a hugging teddy bear. He texted back: Me to Chuck. Dinner was super good! I will look for you at the game. He sent it with a smiley face blowing a heart. Awwwww. He stripped down to just his briefs. Cynthia came and kissed him good night. I switched over to Andy’s room. Through the door she says goodnight, and he says goodnight back. Nailed it! She never came in. This was good because Andy was naked, hard, and stroking to …. What? I flipped over to look at his computer screen. Whoa! Andy had loaded a Tor browser and was watching very young kiddy porn. On the screen a first grade girl was being nailed by an Arab with a massive dick. I guess the taste of KP I gave him three years ago took. I fished edirne escort out my cock and masturbated along with Andy. The next night dipped into the low forties. I wore a sweater and brought along a couple of blankets. I love high school football games — the bright lights, the nip in the air, the excitement, and the boys. I once fucked an eleven year old hanging out under the bleachers, but that is another story. Kevin texted me his section number. I was surprised it was so high up and away from the game. Kevin started waving to me. I smiled and made my way over. “Hey, Kevin. How are you? Cynthia! Good to see you,” I said. “Chuck! What a nice surprise! This is my boyfriend Sid,” she said referring to the oily man next to her. “Nice to meet you. I got stood up. My friend ended up having to work late. Do you mind if I sit with you?” I asked. Of course there was no problem, and I sat next to little Kev. The wind was whipping and biting cold, so I pulled out a blanket and handed it to Cynthia. Then I pulled another one out. “Oh you are a god send, Chuck,” Cynthia said. She was right if the god mentioned were the satyr Pan primed and ready to fuck her son. I smiled. The game started with the Blu Kennedy Warriors filing onto the field. Number 27, our Andy, was cheered lustily by the crowds. It soon became apparent why Cynthia wanted to sit in the sparsely populated nosebleed seats. Sid and Cynthia began making out a few minutes into the game. No surprise there. That woman is highly sexed and fast as my grandmother used to say. I moved right up next to Kevin, and we pulled the blanket up to our necks to keep out the bitter wind. My hand went to my boy’s lap and squeezed. Kev’s eyes popped, and he quickly looked to his mom who was necking with Sid while nearly covered in my blanket. Kev giggled. Eventually I pulled down his zipper and slid my fingers in. Honestly it was no more than what Sid was doing to his slut mother. I am sure he had a finger inside of her. I fished out Kev’s rock hard dicklet and balls. I slowly stroked him and we watched the game. He didn’t cum, rather he hummed with sexual pleasure and energy throughout the game. The Wildcats scored touchdown after touchdown easily defeating the other team. At the end of the game, Andy was carried off the field on the shoulders of his team mates. Cynthia was composing herself when Kevin and I both received text messages at the same time. “It’s Andy, he’s invited me to the locker room!” he said excitedly. Cynthia looked annoyed. “Kevin, honey, you know I have to take you right home. Our train leaves in 50 minutes.” She looked over at me and said, “Sid and I are going to Atlantic City for the weekend. But we wouldn’t have missed Andy’s game for anything.” Yeah, she’s fucking mother of the year. I held up my phone and said, “Andy’s invited me to the locker room too. Why don’t you two go on, and I will take Kevin home afterwards.” It’s always fun to measure how long these selfish women debate the idea in their mind. It took about four seconds for her to say, “Well, if it’s not too much trouble, Chuck…” I laughed. “You are literally around the corner from me. You two have fun and win a million dollars.” She kissed her boy goodbye and left him with a pedophile. I hugged her before she left. People were filing out of the stands, but I had Kevin sit down on the stadium bench with me. There is timing involved on when to enter a locker rooms after the game. “Hey, Sport. How are you doing?” I asked the incredibly cute boy. “Real good, Chuck. I really liked it when you played with my dick under the blanket. That made me feel like an undercover spy or something.” “Hey, listen to you. Using big boy words like dick. Good boy. You know, cutie, I have wanted to talk to you alone since what happened with Andy in the shower yesterday.” Kevin looked me in the eyes. “Yeah. Me and Andy talked about it in the car on the way to the Cork and Ale. He said he knew about us and was cool with it. He is the most best brother in the world.” “What did you think of him calling us boyfriends?” I asked softly. He blushed a little and looked down. “Am I your boyfriend?” he asked quietly. “I want you to be, very much, Kevin. Will you be my boyfriend?” The handsome little boy threw his arms around me and hugged me tight. I hugged him back as I teared up at the beauty of it. We would have kissed if it were not public. “Hey! My secret queer boyfriend, we have just been invited to something that gays all over would be so jealous of. We get to go into the Warrior locker room and watch all of those high school studs get naked and shower. Just don’t stare, and you can enjoy all sorts of sexy naked boys.” Kevin giggled in that enchanting high pitched little boy way. He was fucking excited, and so was I. The locker room was perfect for my little queer boyfriend to check out male equipment. I am sure he was hard. Andy held court in a jockstrap, of course, and his team mates cheered his little brother when he entered just for being his brother. The football coach and I touched base. He always referred to me as coach even though I have coached very little in my career. But it is an excellent title to have to get yourself into a locker room or a boy’s family. “I wasn’t so sure of Andy continuing doing his swim training during football season,” the coach confided. “But you can’t argue with results. I wouldn’t change anything with this young man’s training!” Eventually Andy and I moved away from everyone into a corner. I congratulated him, and he deflected it modestly and with a grin that made you love him. “So I told my mom I would be home tonight with her being gone to Atlantic City and all. But I am really going to this party over at my buddy’s house. We are going to get hammered and fuck cunt all night. Soooo…” “Fuck yeah, bro. Tell you what. I’ll take Kev home with me for the weekend, if that is cool with you.” I said looking him in the eyes. Andy looked relieved. “That’s great, Chuck. The Little Dude can really look out after himself, but I like to know there is an adult around. You’ll take good care of him. And I’ll stop by late tomorrow afternoon for those pool records, if that is cool.” He looked at me like there was something else he wanted to say. But he didn’t. “Perfect, Andy. You go have some fun tonight. Fuck some bitches for me.” “You know it, Chuck!” Andy said with a grin. I love those win-win bargains. Kevin and I walked hand in hand through the empty parking lot to my car. Inside I turned to my nine year old lover. “Hey, boyfriend. Why don’t you come spend the weekend at my place since your mom is out of town? We have two whole nights where we can sleep with each other. I want to sleep naked with you so badly! Then tomorrow I have a surprise day trip for you. You will love it.” “Heck yeah, Chuck! That’s great. Can we go get some Chinese food now? I am starving” Kevin said tugging on my shirt. This boy endlessly charmed me. “You got it,” I said driving to the Peking Palace with a leaking hard on between my legs. To be continued: Hey, guys. Next time you will learn what Kevin and I got up to that weekend, both G and X rated. And you will also learn of the surprising thing Andy had to say. Later!

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