The adventures of Pranay : Chapter 2 - The Pool Boy

I love sitting on a shez by my pool, soaking up the summer sun.

I’m Pranay Patel. My parents moved from India 16 years ago, one year before I was born. I’m 5 foot 2, thin, and very young looking. I have short, kinda spiky hair, deep brown eyes, latte-colored skin, a killer smile, and one hell of an ass. It’s round, juicy, and oh-so-fuckable. My dick is about 4.5 inches, but don’t laugh. It’s big compared to the rest of my body. That doesn’t really matter, however, because I’m a total bottom. I just love being fucked, especially by guys who are older than me. I’m also crazy about sucking dick. Yum!

CHAPTER TWO – The Pool boy

I live in a very well-off area, and my family is no exception. Both of my parents are highly paid engineers for car companies, and so we have a very comfortable life. Our house is pretty big, but it’s our yard that kicks ass. 

Our yard is surrounded by tall pine trees. They’re really pretty, especially the blue spruce. We have flower gardens with tulips, carnations, and a rose bush. However, the best part of my yard is my pool.

It’s one of those shapeless things that kind of resemble a peanut. I love it. The water is always perfect. I would spend all day in it if I could, tanning. I know, I know, I’m already dark skinned, but I can still use a tan!

The best part of having the pool, however, is the pool boy. Mitch is about 21; he’s going to be a senior in college – it’s a summer job. I don’t know much more about him than that, except one thing - he’s damn fine. I think he’s half – asian or Mexican, but I’m not sure. He might just be really tan.

I always am out at the pool when he cleans it, showing off my thin physique, and staring at his. He usually just wears a just bathing suit, and they often leave very little to the imagination. His stomach is ripped, a perfect 8 pack, and his arms are buff. Let me tell you, that dick with that body, and I wanted him.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t sure how to get him. My parents were home a lot during the summer, and it’s not like I could fuck the pool boy while they were home. So I was patient, and I waited. Finally, I got lucky.

My parents told me that they were going on a trip for two weeks, and that I would be home alone. “Remember, we left everything you need, food is in the fridge,” my mother reminded me. “Josh will be picking you up for practice.” One disadvantage about being on varsity soccer is the extra practices.

However, during the two weeks, Mitch would have to come by at least twice! And because I was home alone, I could seduce him any way I wanted! Finally, a good fuck!

I waited for three days before I saw Mitch’s truck pull up in the driveway. I threw on my blue Speedo and ran for the shez lounge. When Mitch opened the pool gate, I was laying face down, looking like I had been there for a while.

I love my blue Speedo. It’s extremely clingy, and just sticks to my ass perfectly. It really shows off the round, firm globes. However, Mitch seemed unfazed. I decided to break the ice. 

Still face down, I called out to him. “Hey Mitch! How’s it going?”

“Fine,” he responded unenthusiastically. Throughout his time skimming the pool, I shifted position, trying to show my ass off. I even made little moaning sounds. Nothing seemed to work. It seemed that I had to take drastic measures. I spent the following week working on my plan. Ok, not really the whole week, just a few minutes. By the time Mitch pulled up, I was ready and in position.

I decided to screw the bathing suit completely this time. When Mitch walked up, I was lying down on a raft, in the center of the pool, buck naked, with my ass gleaming in the sunlight.

Honestly, this guy must have seen everything! Not only did he not care that a (if I do say so myself) very attractive guy was in front of him, naked, he barely seemed to notice! I didn’t care. I was going to have him inside me, one way or another.

I jumped off my raft and swam over to where he was skimming. I climbed out of the pool, and saying “Screw it!” in my head, I yanked his bathing suit down to his ankles, exposing his massive manhood.

Finally, he noticed me! It was like he came out of a stupor or something – He was naked, I was naked, and he was awake! And apparently, so was his cock! It began to grow, getting larger with each heartbeat as the blood coursed through it, until it became nine inches long, and a good five around. 

He stared down at me, a questioning look in his eyes. “Well?” he asked, and I knew just how to answer him. I ran my tongue all the way up his leg, until I came to his low, big, slightly hairy balls. The second my tongue came in contact with them, precum oozed out of his humongous tool. I moved around to taste it. Drops landed on my tongue. It was sweeter than most peoples, but still had that salty flavor that I love.

Once I tasted his delicious juice, I couldn’t go back. I opened my mouth, determined to take his hugeness down my throat. Let me tell you, it was easier said than done. I choked down his cock, fighting the gag reflex. It was worth it. The feeling of his member filling my mouth was incredible, and that was only made better when he started to facefuck me. His dick went in and out of my mouth, sliding back and forth, faster and faster.

“You like this, little boy? You like my huge dick fucking your little mouth? Suck it harder, kid! Suck it fucking harder!”

I tried. God, how I tried. I gripped his ass, trying to pull more of his luscious dick into my mouth. His ass felt so good it my hands. It was really firm and muscular, strong and powerful. I got even more turned on thinking about how it would move back and forth when he fucked me. I let one, small finger drift to his pucker. I drew a ring around it, not breaking the seal.

“Yeah, you little slut! Hell yeah! Finger my ass! Finger it!” I did.

“Oh my fucking god! That feels incredible!” he yelled, and I felt his body tense up. I didn’t want him to cum yet, so I pulled myself away from him, and dove into the pool.

“What the fuck? Why the hell did you stop?” He asked incredulously.

“I want you to take me, Mitch. In here,” I told him, motioning to the pool. I swam to the steps, bent over, and spread my cheeks to him. He needed no more invitation.

He dove in and swam up to me as fast as he could. He positioned himself right behind me. I’ve been fucked a lot, but nothing could prepare me for this. Without and preparation, with only the water as lube, he shoved his cock into me!

He began to fuck me forcefully, almost angrily. It hurt, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. The waves his motion made in the pool lapped against my skin. I began to moan in rapture.

“You like my huge dick in your tiny ass, huh? You want it bad, don’t you?”

“Oh, God, yes, more! Give me more! Ah! Fuck me, fuck me harder!”

Mitch then ran his strong hand down the front of my body, grasping my prick, which was hard as steel. He began to jack me off, moving his hand in time with his thrusts. It was amazing.

“You like that, huh?”

“Yeah! I’m gonna cum!”

“You are? Well, I’m gonna cum inside your ass! You want my sweet, hot cum in your ass?”

“Do it, Mitch! Shoot inside me! Do it!” I yelled, as I shot my load onto his hand and into the pool. “Oh God, yes! That was fantastic!” A few more thrusts, then Mitch grabbed my hips and pulled me down as far as he could. I felt his semen coat my insides. Then he sighed.

Mitch is still my family’s pool boy, but I try to make sure my parents aren’t home when he comes more often.