The Birth of a Size Queen - Sex Stories

The Birth of a Size Queen

... grab my wallet." I waited in his living room and watched him walk away. My mind drifted to the evening in that bathroom, and I remembered the size of that dick. Mr. Clark was straight, AND he was a good friend of my mother's, so I tried to push those thoughts from my mind. It didn't help when he returned and I could see his cock swinging under those gym shorts. He handed me my money. "Thanks again, Jack, for doing that for me."

When he spoke, I realized that I was still looking at his cock. Those gym shorts weren't hiding much. I looked up and saw him smiling. "I was happy to help. Let me know if you need it again before Spring."

"You're mowing lawns again this Summer, aren't you?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. You know that I have a pool in the back, don't you?"

I knew about the pool, but had never been in his back yard. He didn't have a lawn back there, so I had never needed to go back there. "Yes Sir."

"Once I open the pool up, you're welcome to use it anytime you like."

"Thank you. Most days, I'm mowing until 5 or 6 and I'm pretty sweaty when I'm finished."

"I have a shower back there. It's completely private, and you can shower before you swim."

"Thank you. I'll keep that in mind."

We shook hands and I headed back to my house. Bill was coming over after dinner to do some "studying".

I had questioned Bill on Tuesday about how many guys he had shared our trysts with. He swore that Brad was the only one and that it was more or less an accident. Bill ...

... said that Brad had talked to him about trying to find a girl to suck his cock regularly.

When I graduated, Mr. Clark was there and he reminded me about using his pool. He asked me my birthdate. I told him.

"Ok. The code on the gate to the back yard will be your month and year." He now knew that I was 18.

He reminded me that he had a shower on the patio. "You can shower off and jump in the pool."

I looked around. "You mean in the nude?"

"That's not what I meant, but if you want, yes. I do it quite often. It's entirely private back there."

I had all kinds of thoughts going through my mind. All of them were X-rated.

"Ok. The code will be on the gate by tomorrow afternoon. I have no idea if I'll be there, you're welcome to come anyway."

"Thank you, Mr. Clark."

I arrived at 7 o'clock the next afternoon. When I let myself in the back yard, I found Mr. Clark sunning on the patio, in the nude. "Welcome Jack. Come on back." He stood up and I was staring at one of my porn stars. A nice hairy chest and groin, but not too much hair. I wondered if he manscaped. His cock wasn't hard, but I don't think it was soft either. It was about my length of 6 inches, but it must've been at least twice as thick. My first thought was of a red bull can. "The shower is this way, Jack." He starts leading me to a corner of the patio.

"The soap and a scrubber there for you. If you like, I can scrub your back."

I looked down. I'm not sure if it had gotten longer, but it had ...