Nathan's Dad and I, PART I

Note : This story us completely fictional!

Nathan and his father moved into our neighbor several years back. He was two years younger than me, but we hung out together cause there really weren’t that many guys my age who lived close by. They lived in a modest somewhat modern track-home about four blocks away. The previous owners had a swimming pool put in just off the sun-deck in the back yard. 

When summer arrived, Nathan and I went swimming almost everyday at his place.

Sometimes, his father would jump in the pool with us after work. He would often cook for Nathan and me on the outdoor grill while we swam. His dad was around 5’10 with sandy brown hair, green eyes and a very trim build. Light sprinkles of hair covered his chest. I found him to be a pleasant person with a quite demeanor. 

I also found him to be quite attractive for a man his age. 

Often, I glanced at his semi-hairy chest and the rosy-red manly nipples that adorned it. I found them to be much more appealing than those of a female. From time to time Nathan’s dad occasionally teased me in a pleasant way which made me feel comfortable around him. I learned he had just turned 36 because Nathan took me one day to the mall to buy him birthday gift.

Around mid-July, Nathan informed me that he had to go visit his mother for about a month. She lived half-way across the country. His parents were divorced and Nathan chose to remain with his father. 

About two weeks after Nathan left, I was walking home lateb one afternoon after playing baseball all day. I was hot, tired, thirsty and hungry. 

When I passed by Nathan’s house, I saw his dad out in the front yard watering the lawn. So of course I waved at him. He waved back and called me over. Nathan’s dad looked me up & down and then exclaimed,” boy do you look hot and tired”. 

I explained that I had just finished playing baseball all day. He asked if I wanted to come in the house and have a cold drink of iced-tea with him. The glass of tea really sounded good, so I gladly accepted his kind offer. Never in my wildest imagination did I know what a hot sexual experience lied in store for the both us late that afternoon and for the next two days.

After he poured us both a cold glass of tea he asked what I had been doing lately now that Nathan was out of town. I replied that I hadn’t been doing much except playing baseball almost every day. Nathan’s dad said he hadn’t been doing much either except working and swimming in the pool after work; although he admitted it was kind of boring without me and Nathan’s company. I didn’t know what to say, so I just kind of blushed and gave him a pleasant smile.

He asked if I enjoyed playing baseball. I good-naturedly replied that I wasn’t very good because I was smaller than most guys my age ( I was only 5’4 at the time). But I added I wasn’t going to give up on it either even though my body ached at night from throwing the ball all day, sliding around the bases and swinging the bat. 

Nathan’s dad just laughed and explained that baseball was a tough sport and that one had be tough to play it competitively. I replied that he got that right, as we both chuckled. 

Nathan’s dad then looked out the screen door to the pool. He mentioned that I should jump in and take a quick swim to revive myself since I looked so hot and tired. The pool sure did seem inviting, but I informed him that I wanted to get going because I was hungry-- and besides--I didn’t have my bathing suit. 

But he did let my concerns stop him. He exclaimed, “Oh why don’t you grab one of Nathan’s trunks-- there are two on top of his dresser and I will fix you a sandwich & chips while you take a dip”. 

Nathan’s dad seemed like he really wanted me to stay, so, thought he must want company given his son was gone. So, I politely accepted.

I headed up to Nathan’s room and quickly put on a pair of his trunks. When I came back into the kitchen, Nathan’s dad was making me what looked liked a delicious chicken sandwich & chips with a dill pickle. He turned around and said, “Go jump in the pool for a few minutes and I will bring your food out on the patio table.” 

The minute I jumped in, the cool water felt terrific! It totally revived me. The sun had now passed over two large trees which shaded the backyard and a light breeze was blowing. No sooner had I swam a few laps when Nathan’s dad came out with my sandwich and placed it on the table. In his other hand he held had a huge beaker of frozen strawberry margarita. When I got out of the pool, I dried off and sat down at the patio table. Nathan’s dad refilled my glass of tea and said, “OK, while you eat, let me go get changed”. 

After a few minutes, Nathan’s dad came back onto the deck. He was wearing a pair of tight speedos which I had never seen him in before (He always wore plain old swimming trunks like me and Nathan). 

He dove into the pool and swam a few laps while I ate my sandwich & chips. After a few minutes he paddled up to the side of the pool and said,” Why don’t you wait a few minutes after you finish eating and then come on back in”? By now I was feeling much better, so I gladly replied, “Sure” with a smile on my face. 

Once I finished my sandwich, I waited a few minutes and then gradually strolled back into the water. Nathan’s dad waded over to me with the strawberry margarita in hand and offered me a few sips. I never tried one, but I told him it tasted really good. He smiled and replied, “Careful, I don’t want to get you drunk.” 

I smiled back and replied, “Oh,--I’ve been drunk before,” as I chuckled. He winked and said, “Well then have a little more, but be careful”. He was amazed after he watched me down almost half of it. He voiced with concern, “Wow that’s going to hit you in a few minutes-- you better be careful.” 

As we waded in the water we talked about sports for a quite a while when Nathan’s dad asked me about my family. I informed him that I had two older sisters and two younger one’s. He just laughed and said, “ Poor you-- having to be around all those girls”. 

I laughed back and replied, “You got that right”. I added that my two younger sisters were having a slumber party that night and I dreaded going home with all the girls that would soon be coming over. 

Nathan’s dad replied, “Well you are certainly welcome to stay here, but I don’t think it would look right to your parents without Nathan being here”. 

I was so buzzed from the margarita at that point, I boldly said, “ Oh I don’t think my parents even know if Nathan’s gone or back. They are so busy with my sisters and all kinds other stuff, they don’t know what’s going on with me half the time”. 

Nathan’s dad could tell I was buzzed at this point because I was kind of slurring my words.

He then announced he was going inside the house to pour another margarita for us. As he quickly got out of the pool and headed for the kitchen, I just sank my shoulders below the waterline and spread out my legs out so I could feel the full stimulation of the cool water soothe my body. When he came back, he stood by the edge of the pool and handed me down a fresh beaker full of strawberry margarita. 

As I took a few sips, he then shocked the hell out of me by removing his speedos. I had never seen a totally naked man before, but it didn’t bother me. In fact, I thought he looked kind of hot in the buff. 

After he dove back in and swam a few laps, he came over to me at the shallow end of the pool and said, “ You know, it really feels much better to swim in the nude”. He softly added, “Why don’t you try it- you won’t be sorry if you do”. I was so relaxed and buzzed at that point I replied, “Sure, why not”. 

“WOW”, was my first reaction once I had removed my trunks. The cool water encompassing all of my body felt great! I swam a few laps as the cool water whirled rapidly across by bare butt. I never knew it felt so damn good to skinny-dip. 

After a few minutes, I swam over to Nathan’s father by the steps in the shallow end. He had a big smile on his face and said, "I told you, you would like it, right”? I nodded my head and replied, “Oh yea, it really does--just like you said.” 

Nathan’s dad looked pleased and said, “ Come over here for a minute and have a few more sips of my margarita”. As I waded over to him, he stood up and handed me the beaker. I could see his thick hairy dick just below the waterline. I know he glanced at mine too.