My summer job as a lifeguard (M/M)

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My summer job as a lifeguard (M/M)

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The summer after high school I lifeguarded at a county park, in central Florida I was 18. It was the year of Mark Sptiz and the speedo. Yes, I wore one when I lifeguarded. I had more than one female swimmer notice that I thought she was cute, if you know what I mean. Just so you understand, I was a swimmer in high school. While I didn't swim competitively anymore I was in the habit of shaving my legs. I had ended up shaving everything from the waste down, at the encouragment of a girlfriend. I still do, because my wife likes the look. We were in the county at a lake in central FL. It was out away from town and I was usually the only guard there. I was there from 9-5:30 with 30 minutes for lunch. There were some bathrooms and cars could park just outside the fence. Around the lake, back in the trees were picnic shelters that were seldom used. I would guard there 6 days a week over the summer. By mid summer I had a very dark tan.

Anyway, I didn't understand at the time but, cars parked along the fence and beside the bathrooms would often have men just sitting in them watching the swimmers. Basically pervs, older men trying to pick up girls or boys. Over a few weeks this one man struck up conversations with me. He'd often be there early or late. I'm guessing he was in his 50's. More gray than brown in his hair but peppered and a beard. One day, it was rainy which usually cleared the beach out. I was under the shelter by the bathroom, he and I were the only ones there and he invited me to come sit in his car. He offered me a beer, I was like sure. I can't believe I remember this so vividly, I haven't thought about it in years. We talked for a while and he ended up rubbing my leg. His hand became very comfortable on my thigh, touching and rubbing it higher. I guess he was seeing if i'd object. I did not. He pulled out these magazines from the back seat and under the front seat and asked me if I'd seen any of this type of thing.

My first view of gay porn. He started this whole discussion with me about what he thought about it and what had I seen or done before. I guess the beer did it's job because I told him I had played around with bondage games with a boy in band and been tied up in boy scouts. He loved hearing that. Out came the gay bondage stuff. How had I been tied, he queried? What had I done, who had done what to me? A bunch of questions spilled from him. He showed me, in a magazine, what a hogtie was. Yes, I had been hogtied before (on my 18th birthday as a matter of fact but, I'll go into that in another post, if anyone is interested). The magazine was on my leg and his left hand held the page. His right hand underneath the mag rubbed my thigh, moved higher, eventually touching my dick. After a few minutes of stroking me he commented on, "You seem to be enjoying this." He stopped briefly to pull bag with a stash of "toys” inside, for lack of a better word. There was ball gags, handcuffs, and rope. He had given me an erection. He asked what I would think about letting him tie my hands together? He wrapped a piece of rope around my wrists and tied them in front of me as we sat in his front seat. He gave my dick a squeeze and told me I was fun. As we sat there he continued to lightly stroke me and chatted me up. Mostly questions about me, did I like girls, what had I done in the past, personal stuff I'd never discussed with anyone. It stopped raining and I asked to be undone to go to the bathroom. He undid me and asked if I'd let him retie me when I came back. I told him if someone showed up I'd have to go back to work. When I returned he was standing beside the car with two beers and a hunk of rope in his hand. He drank from one and told me I could "earn" a second. All I have to do is let him tie me up and escape. I was nervous as hell and turned on at the same time. He promised no surprises and we’d stop anytime I wanted to. I told him I didn’t want to have anal and he was fine with that but, “I might do other stuff to you.“

He had me turn my back to him, we stood between the car and the fence, I could see down the road that lead to the park and no one was coming. He pulled my hands behind me and zip-zip my hands were tied. He turned me around holding me at the shoulders and looked me up and down. He pulled me close to him, one hand moved to my face and the other slipped down to my crotch sliding into my suit. He pulled the front down just enough to expose my erection and stroked me up and down a few times with his finger. After a good bit of conversation, I think he just enjoyed looking at me in my predicament, hands tied behind my back and swim suit pulled down exposing my erection. He finally, turned me around so my back was to him once again. Back then my hair was longish, not long long but longer than styles today. Long enough so he could grab it and pull my head back to put a ball gag in my mouth. It was obvious he had done this before. He pulled the strap tight, I mean tight tight. He turned me around and he is breathing heavy. He rubbed my dick some more and made a comment about how I was pressing myself into his hand. That made him very happy. With one hand holding my face and the other on my dick he commented that he had plans for my mouth that did not include the ball gag. What did I think about that? My response was a quite inaudible, "mmmppphhh," and he kissed me on the cheek. He looked around to make sure we were all alone. We were standing right outside the swimming area and if anyone had been there we would have been in trouble but, it was just us. Then he pulled my suit down to my knees and commented on how white I was under the suit. His hand stayed on my dick. Eventually, he kneeled down and sucked me a bit. Oh, My... I swayed into his mouth and back. Then he tied my knees and ankles and put me in the back seat of the car. We drove to one of the out of the way picnic shelters. No one could get in with out us seeing them first.

He pulled me out of the car, un-gagged me, kissed me (which I'm still not sure how I felt about that.) It was a deep, open-mouthed tongue kiss. I reciprocated and his hand ended up once again on my crotch, which by now was throbbing. He tied rope around my chest and arms. Then he stripped, he was erect, kissed me some more and had me kneel down and lick his dick. He stopped me and re-gagged then I had me hop over to the shelter. He pulled out a camera and took some pictures, "I have some friends who'll never believe this," he said. He had me pose in different positions, complimenting me on my tanlines and white butt once again. I remember he liked the way my dick bounced when I hopped. I ended up hogtied on the table, he'd play with me, almost to where I was about to come and then stop. He tied me in different ways, he liked rubbing his dick in my hands while they were tied. Of course I ended up on my knees sucking his dick. He was fairly large. It didn't take long for him to cum in my mouth, all over my face and on my chest. I was tightly gagged immediately after he came, hogtied back on the table and he played and sucked me until I gushed. He swallowed it all. After I came he left me there for good bit. I found that concrete table top was chilly. Meanwhile he took pictures, drank a beer, talked to me about how sexy I was all tied and gagged, nude like that and continued to play with my package. He told me I hadn’t escaped and didn’t earn the beer.

Finally, around 5, he took me back to the beach, hogtied, nude and gagged on the back seat of his car. As he put me in and took me out of the car he got a charge playing with my dick. I was completely spent but, it started to come back to life and actually came a second or maybe even a third time (It's hard to remember exactly). He kissed me then undid me standing in front of the beach. I remember he was teasing me about leaving me there nude and bound because I was so cute but, he gave me my speedo just before he drove away and a beer. Wow, sorry, this went on forever. We played a couple more times over the summer. Pretty much the same scenario. He was big time into tying me up. He loved to have me hogtied on the picnic table. He'd drink a beer, rub me all over but focus on my dick and talk to me. He had this thing for asking me questions, "What if he did... to me?" or "What did I think of the big breasted girl at the lake today? What would I do if she caught us like this?" To which my response would be, "mmmppphhhh". One time the beach was empty and he left me on the ground hogtied, nude and drove away. He came back in like 5 minutes. It was scary he was good at tying and I’m not sure I would have gotten undone. Another time, he brought a friend and the two of them tied me. He was always happy with bondage and a blow job. Frankly, being tied by him really tuned me on.
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Welcome to the forum! Really good story! Pretty well written and good description of your firs intimate experience with a man. There is a little bit of nervousness and intrigue in your way of thinking. Hope to hear more stories from you!
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I received a few questions about what happened and what I thought of my “friend” bringing another guy to play with us. The older man who hit on me was named Jesse. He was a pretty decent guy, I think he was bi and definitely into bondage. It got to be a regular thing where he’d show one a week or so if it looked like rain. If it thundered or got cloudy he’d drive up and offer me shelter in his car. A couple times he came up and took me to lunch with strings attached, literally. The first time he asked me if he could treat me to lunch, I told him I only had 30 minutes, he said no problem. I got in the car he tied my hands together and we went to a drive-thru. As we drove there he had me strip and kept his hand between my legs. i ate a burger and had a drink with my hands tied and him rubbing me every so often. When we got back to the beach I had to wait in the bathroom for my erection to subside. He waited around like he used to. Watched the beach and around 3ish an afternoon storm ran everyone out of the water. He had me get in his car and we went up to the picnic shelter and played while it rained.

One day just as it starts to rain, Jesse shows up with a guy around his age. I think his name was Stephen, short (maybe 5’8”), bald and a bit heavy with a bit of a stomach. They both came over and we stood under the small shelter at the beach. In fairness to Jesse, he had mentioned, in passing, he had a friend who would be interested in playing with us. I was non-committal but, didn’t say no. As everyone drives away, he introduces Stephen to me. He tells me “we” have similar interests and asked would I mind if he played with us. I was like, “what does that mean, exactly?” As we’re standing there Stephen looked me up and down. “Well, nothing you don’t want and he’ll pay you $100.” As he said that Stephen, who had moved behind me, pulled my hands behind my back and began tying them. I went, “wait, hey, what” but, I didn’t pull my hands away and was promptly tied. We talked for a few minutes more, me now with my hands tied behind my back. Stephen finally engaged in the conversation with us, as I stood with my hands tied behind me in the small shelter. A car drove by with a couple of girls I nodded my head, I think they just saw us as talking and couldn’t see that I my hands were tied. They didn’t stop, thank god, I guess they were looking for someone to be at the beach. We continued taking and Stephen pulled out more rope and begins to tie my arms and chest. He’s tying me up like this is just normal. Ok, so funny thing, now he decided to look around and see if we’re being watched. No one around so, Jesse pulls out of his pocket the ball gag, Stephen pulled my head back and Jesse gags me. Stephen latched it in place.

The conversation moves between them, I am wearing too much. That one piece red speedo, don’t you know? Stephen reached down the front copped a feel and peeled down the suit. He loved the two tone effect of my deep tan and white private parts. He exclaimed, “Oh What fun! What a gorgeous tan,” while cupping my dick in his hand. I stepped out thinking they were going to walk me to the car but, noooo, they tied my ankles and knees. They both took a turn kissing my dick. One of them commented, “This boy is beautiful.” They had fun debating should I hop or be carried. Stephen rubbed my erection a bit, then picked me up and put me over his shoulder, carrying me to the car. Jesse decided now was a photo opportunity. Stephen had to hold me for a minute while the camera came out and we posed. I was put in the back seat and Stephen took his pants off and got in with me. Touching me at every opportunity. He un-gagged me, I had to suck his finger some then we kissed. I was surprised at how I had gotten used to kissing a man. Stephen was not as well endowed as Jesse and very hairy.

Instead of going to the picnic shelter like I thought we went for a drive. We drove around I have no idea where. For a good portion of the ride my head was down sucking Stephen’s dick. He gave me quite a bit of direction and held my head in his hands make me do what he wanted. I remember gagging a couple of times as he’d push himself deep into my mouth and throat. He seemed to get off on that. I am not sure how long it took but, he came mostly in my mouth and some on my face. He gagged me again and they changed places. This time Jesse went down on me. He did his usual tease of not letting me come. He un-gagged me and I had to suck him off. He liked me to lick up and down his shaft and then take him in my mouth. He actually came fairly quick. I think all the play and watching had really turned him on. He came in my mouth and on my face and chest. I think he liked to idea of giving me a facial. Once again after he came the gag. Back then cars were wider than today. I could almost stretch out on the seat but, they put me in a hogtie. So I was laying down on the seat hands and feet pulled together. Jesse was in the back seat with me, his hand or mouth on my penis most of the time. Stephen decides he wants to be the one to bring me off. So once again they change places. I remember hearing cars drive by but I don’t know what they could see. I know we were on I-4 for a bit because I could hear semi-trucks along side us. One honked as Stephen was sucking me off. I’m not sure it meant anything, Jesse did make a comment that the driver liked what he saw. i had been so played with when Stephen finally decided to suck me I came in seconds. He swallowed everything. He continued to fondle me but, eventually he had Jesse pull over and he moved up the front seat leaving me hogtied on the back seat.

We ended up at the picnic shelter where we usually played and the two of them took turns tormenting me, feeling me up, taking pictures, tying me in different poses and posing with me. (I’d love to know where those pictures are today. Well, perhaps not…) They got a stick, chased me, hopping, around the shelter and swatted me with it. Nothing painful, all in good fun. Well maybe a twinge of a sting here and there. Jesse brought a towel, put it on the table and spread eagled me on top of it. That was great because that concrete table top got chilly when you nude and tied to it. They sat on each side of the table drinking beer and fondling me. I got beer poured on me, a bit. They un-gagged me at some point for a few minutes to have a sip of beer which I really appreciated I’d had that ball in my mouth fort quite a while. It went back in quickly enough. They got into chatting me up and only hearing only mmppphhhh mmpphhhhh. As they played with me I got hard again. They both took turns sucking and rubbing me but this time Jesse got the load. I ended up sucking Stephen again. This time in the shelter, tied hands and foot on my knees in front of him. Again he’d push deep into my throat and make me gag. I think he liked the sound. He came all over my face. Gagged me immediately. They stood me up and commented on the white on my face and the color of my bottom. They took me back to the beach like that, it was still completely empty. I was pulled out of the car still tied, un-gagged and both men copped one last feel and kissed me fairly passionately, open mouth lots of tongue. I was then untied after a few words of how we needed to do this again. Stephen was good to his word and gave me 5 $20 bills. I made about $80 a week, before taxes, so this was big money to me. They drove away and I went down to the lake and rinsed off, still nude. I got back to my car just in time for another car to drive up. I think I pulled my suit on just before they could tell I hadn’t been wearing one. I gave them the bad news, it was no longer raining but the park closed at 5. They left disappointed. I went in the bathroom to close everything up and noticed the rope marks around my upper arms, wrists, chest and knees in the mirror. I wondered if they were visible to them at all?
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A different, just-the-facts approach. I like true stories and this is a good one. I enjoyed reading it but not sure if I'd have enjoyed living it (although the hundred bucks would've certainly helped). Thanks for posting!
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[mention]AC Campbell[/mention]
Nice story mate!

I've merged your two chapters together into the same post.
Posting each chapter into separate topics is really not the way to go about updating your story.

If you want to alert your readers of new chapters, I suggest you keep on editing the title of the story to reflect this, ex: "My summer job as a lifeguard (M/M) *Parts 1-6".
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MaxRoper wrote: 2 years ago A different, just-the-facts approach. I like true stories and this is a good one. I enjoyed reading it but not sure if I'd have enjoyed living it (although the hundred bucks would've certainly helped). Thanks for posting!
You''re right, the time with both men was more "just the facts". I had to think about what the difference was. With Jesse, it was more of a thing where we had become kinky friends before it moved into bondage/sex play. I'd say he seduced me. We played at least 3 times, maybe 4 and had gotten to know each other pretty well. With Jesse, it was about bondage and all but he got into flirting with me first. I hate to say it was romantic but, it sorta was. We'd have a drink, chat and he cop a feel here and there. The next thing I know I'm sporting a very visible erection.

When the second guy was brought in, I definitely became more of the toy, something to be played with. It was obvious he had a great time playing with me. He loved (I am sure they both did) the whole thing. He had me trussed up nude on the beach and carried me over his shoulder to the car. They put me in the backseat. He couldn't wait to get his pants off and show me his boner. Don't get me wrong both experiences were very erotic. They were just very different. I hope that makes sense.
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Awesome story. Thank you [mention]AC Campbell[/mention] for writing and sharing the experience.
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AC Campbell wrote: 2 years ago Don't get me wrong both experiences were very erotic. They were just very different. I hope that makes sense.
Totally hear you ;) ;)
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Wow, I just found this story. I know it was guy guy but I found it extremely erotic. When he is showing you the magazines and is rubs your thigh. I felt like it was a true seduction. Older men can be so erotic and they have the demeanor to be relaxed as they tease their intended. I found myself remembering a male friend of my parents. He sat beside me in the back seat of a car, he rubbed my thigh with his wife sitting next to him. I was 14. No one but he and I had any idea what was happening. I remember breathing heavy as eventually his hand moved all the way to the top. I hated when the ride ended. Months later it did go farther but did not include bondage...

Anyway a great experience thanks for sharing.
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I've read this story a few times now and I just have to comment on how eroitcally good it is. Really descriptive and it makes me want to experience something similar someday hopefully.
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Jaaaake wrote: 1 week ago I've read this story a few times now and I just have to comment on how eroitcally good it is. Really descriptive and it makes me want to experience something similar someday hopefully.
You're right. This is a great one!
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I wish this happened to me when I was a lifeguard :lol:
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