The Pool Party
By s19000
Chapter 9
(exhib, d/s, m/M)

Evan stood on the pool deck with the other guests and watched 
Timmie, Leo's son, kiss a man's cock. Evan wasn't sure why Leo 
had invited him to the pool party. He knew Leo didn't regard 
him as a friend.

For the last two years Evan's only sex had been masturbation, 
and he wanted sex with another person. He had heard rumors about 
Leo's parties, and so he had come. Just as the rumors said, 
there was plenty of sex at the party, but no one talked to him, 
and he couldn't imagine any of the women would let him fuck 
them.

He couldn't take his eyes away from Timmie, who wore a girl's 
stretchy yellow one-piece swimsuit and knelt on the pool deck in 
front of a heavy-set man. The man's cock extended from the leg 
of his swim trunks. Timmie's arms were wrapped around the man's 
thick leg and his lips were pressed against the exposed cock. A 
young girl - Timmie's sister - stood next to Timmie and 
encouraged him.

When Evan masturbated at home, he fantasized about women, girls, 
men, and boys. Now he was looking at a scene hotter than 
anything he had imagined. Watching Timmie and the man made him 
wonder what it would really be like to kiss a man's cock. The 
idea caused a quiver of excitement in his stomach. He felt his 
penis move and saw a wet spot where his penis pressed out 
against his Speedo out.

He was trying to conceal his stiffness when Frank, Timmie's 
younger brother, walked up to him. Frank had his arm around 
Sammie, a boy who wore a pink jumpsuit. "You're Evan, right?" 
said Frank, nodding at Timmie and the man. "You like that, don't 
you?"

Evan didn't know what to say.

Frank glanced down at Evan's erect penis. "That says you do."

"I guess you're right." Evan said, embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it," said Frank. "You know what my dad told 
me?"

"What?"

"He said some guys are meant to be sucked. Like Ron over there. 
And me. And guys are meant to suck. Like Sammie, here."

Sammie giggled. "Oh, Frank. You're so bad."

Frank continued. "And like Timmie over there. One day he'll suck 
my cock, and he'll love it. What do you think of that?"

"I don't know." Evan's penis was harder than ever.

"You ever suck cock?"

Evan felt his penis jump in his suit.

"No."

"You'll love it when you do. You're like Timmie."

Evan glanced down at the bulge of Frank's cock. Frank's cock was 
outlined against the suit fabric, and his balls rested heavily 
underneath. Evan tried not to think about sucking Frank's cock. 
He folded his hands in front of him to hide his penis.

Frank grinned and said to Sammie, "Tell him about it."

"Oh, you should feel Frank's cock," said Sammie. "When Frank 
takes it out, I just have to open my mouth. When he puts it in 
my mouth, it's so hot and hard. And it's so big it took me a 
long time to learn how to take it down my throat, but I did it, 
and now Frank uses my throat like a cunt. I like it when he 
pulls back and cums in my mouth instead of my stomach. When I 
swallow, I cum, too. You should try it."

Sammie's words aroused Evan so much he was afraid he might cum 
right on the pool deck, but he didn't want to admit it so he 
said, "I don't think so."

Frank laughed at him. "I do - I know a pussy when I see one."

Frank's direct and aggressive manner confused Evan, even though 
Frank was only a boy, but he wanted Frank to keep talking.

"Too bad you won't get any from my sister," said Frank. "She 
could turn any pussy into a man." Evan saw that the man had 
picked Melodie up. He held her against his chest so she faced 
the people watching them. She was talking about cock and cunt 
and fucking her father. Timmie was next to them, laying on his 
back on a lounge. He had pulled his legs back to his head, and 
his ass was split by a narrow strip of yellow fabric. He looked 
like he wanted to be fucked. 

"You know why dad invited you?" said Frank.

"No."

"Because you're pussy."

Evan was silent.

"Are you?" asked Frank. "You look like pussy to me. What do you 
think, Sammie?"

"Oh, Frank. You know I don't know about things like that. But I 
wouldn't let him fuck me."

"Right, because you only fuck real men. So, Evan, what do you 
say? Are you pussy?"

"I don't think... No."

"You don't think? Let me help you find out for sure. Take a look 
at this." Frank lifted the bulge in his suit. "If you like 
this," said Frank, "You're pussy."

Evan stared at how Frank's cock and balls pressed against the 
fabric of his suit. He felt like he was being bullied by this 
boy, but he couldn't look away.

"You want to see my cock?" asked Frank.

Suddenly Evan felt his resistance melt away, and he nodded. 
"Yes," he said. "Yes, I want to see it."

"I thought so." Frank turned to Sammie. "There's no doubt about 
it. He's pussy."

Sammie nodded. "You always know."

"See Melodie over there?" Frank said to Evan. "Think my sister 
likes Ron's cock?"

Evan saw the man lift Melodie up and lower her on to his cock. 
Melodie babbled as he slid her up and down, and then she cried 
out, a moaning scream that rose and fell across the pool deck.

"Yes," said Evan.

"Most pussies want what Melodie's getting, so they fuck 
themselves with their fingers and dildos. You do that?"

Evan didn't answer. This boy couldn't expect him to talk about 
what he did kneeling in the dark in his bedroom or bent over in 
the shower, could he?

"Oh, come on," said Frank. "We're all friends here." He held up 
a finger. "Can you get something this size in your ass?"

In spite of himself, Evan nodded.

Frank grinned and held up two fingers. "This?"

Evan nodded again. This boy seemed to know all about him.

"I thought so. How about this?" Frank held up three fingers, 
bunched together.

"Yes," said Evan. "I can get something that size in my ass." He 
stared at Frank's fingers. They were big fingers for a boy, but 
Evan didn't feel like he was talking to a boy. He felt Frank was 
more of a man than he was, and that he, Evan, should do what 
Frank wanted. The thought made him hot. What would Frank want 
him to do? Suck cock? Get fucked in public like Melodie?

"Do you like putting things in your ass?" asked Frank. "Oh shit, 
what am I even asking for?"

But Evan said, "Yes, I like it."

"There's a surprise. Now listen. See that platform over there? 
We usually have a little cocktail hour entertainment around 
here. That's what the platform's for."

Evan looked at the platform standing beside the pool. It was 
covered with a leather pad and high enough that everyone on the 
pool deck could see what happened on it.

"Dad invited you because you want cock," said Frank.

Evan didn't find what Frank was saying outrageous any more, so 
he just said, "Why would he think that?"

"He told me women don't want you, and I can see why. Your cock - 
should I even call it a cock? - is about the size of my finger." 
Frank held one finger in front of Evan's eyes and then put it 
down next to Evan's stiff penis.

Evan could see that Frank was right.

"So it's cock or nothing for you," said Frank. "Right?"

"I... I don't know."

"Sure you do. This afternoon at cocktail hour, get naked and 
climb up on the platform. Put your head down on the pad and your 
ass up in the air. Just wait like that and you'll get cock. 
That's all there is to it. What do you say?"

Suddenly Evan's ass felt empty. Did he actually want to be 
fucked in public? Who would fuck him? Frank? "I... I'll think 
about it."

"I think the idea totally turns you on. Let's see if I'm right. 
Rub yourself."

"What?"

"Rub a finger up your 'cock.' Just once. Go ahead, no one will 
care."

Evan looked around. Melodie and Ron were done, and Timmie was 
kneeling in front of Melodie with his face buried in her crotch. 
People were fucking and sucking all over the pool deck. No one 
was paying any attention to him. He put one finger against the 
base of his penis and moved it up, rubbing through his swimsuit. 
When he reached the tip of his penis, he came.

Frank laughed. "Think he'll be there, Sammie?"

"Of course. All pussies want cock."

"You're right. Be seeing you, Evan." Frank and Sammie walked 
away, laughing.