Take a dip

by Lacey Wallace

  As he entered the pool area, he saw Mark talking to another male lifeguard and got cold feet. In a moment of fear, he ran to the bathroom, or at least ran as much as he was allowed to at the pool. Adam hid in a stall, leaning against the door as he breathed heavily. He wanted this experience; it was just nerves. His nether regions were already interested, if the slight tightening in his shorts was a clue.

  He steeled himself to face Mark’s smug face before opening the stall door. Adam was pulling open the door to the bathroom when he felt it being pushed open from the other side. He stepped back and came face-to-face with Mark’s neck. Adam’s eyes moved up and locked with the lifeguard’s gaze. His breath quickened as his eyes roamed over Mark’s bare chest, and they kept moving downward until they reached the covered area. Adam gulped as he saw a twitch inside the swimsuit.

  A gentle finger tilted his head up. Mark stared, questions swarming in his eyes. Adam knew his nod was very slight, but Mark must have seen it because suddenly Adam’s lips were covered.

  Adam stood stiff with shock, but he let Mark take control. Mark’s strong lips worked Adam’s slack ones, not seeming to mind that he wasn’t being very responsive to his ministrations. A gentle hand caressed Adam’s back through his cotton shirt before he was pulled against the muscled body, a hardness pressing against his stomach. Adam moaned before bringing his hands up to rest on Mark’s chest.

  When air became necessary, they pulled apart. Adam made a move to step away from Mark’s intoxicating presence, but the lifeguard didn’t allow it. Instead, Mark pulled Adam closer to his body.

  Adam’s neck was showered with gentle kisses, making his knees go weak. Walking backward as Mark pushed him, trusting the man enough to make sure he wasn’t hurt, Adam let Mark’s lips envelop his with another searing kiss. This time Adam responded right away, even if it was a bit tentatively, and he opened his mouth to Mark’s searching tongue. A hand pressed against his clothed erection, shocking Adam enough that he pulled away from the kiss.

  Mark took Adam’s hand and gently led him toward a door opposite the entrance. It led to a blessedly empty locker room. Mark locked it to be on the safe side. Adam was tugged into strong arms and kissed again; he let the feeling wash over him, although it ended too soon.

  Mark didn’t pull completely away, though; their lips still touched, but there was no longer any pressure. When Adam tried to initiate another kiss, Mark shifted away just enough so he wasn’t successful. “Before this goes any further, you need to realize this is only a one-time thing. I’m not interested in a relationship with anyone right now. Do you understand?”

  After what had happened with Cynthia, one-night stands were really not Adam’s style, especially since he had a daughter to think of. Still, he didn’t want a gay relationship. He just wanted to experience the gay thing once and then forget about it. It would be easy to walk away from Mark. “I understand,” he said, even though he still felt somewhat hurt, maybe even a bit rejected. He didn’t want this to continue, of course, but he felt like Mark was already writing him off as not being worth it. Adam shook his head; he was getting upset for no reason. This was just going to be sex; that was all. There were no feelings attached to it.

  Adam’s reward was a deep kiss. Mark backed him up until his legs hit the bench. He sat down and allowed Mark to do whatever he wanted. First he snatched off Adam’s shirt, dropping it onto the floor next to the bench. Then his lips hungrily suckled Adam’s hard nipples. Mark’s tongue continued its downward path until it reached Adam’s boxers. He looked up and smiled as Adam whimpered at the loss. “This is your last chance. If you want to stop, say so now.”

  Adam’s eyes were glazed over with lust, but they cleared slightly at Mark’s words. “Mark, this attraction will pass. Once I experience gay sex, I’ll get it out of my system and I’ll never want to experience it again. Why would I want to stop?”

  Mark’s gaze didn’t waver. “You really believe that?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I guess I’ll have to prove you wrong.” Mark’s mouth claimed Adam’s again hungrily. As Mark’s lips and tongue worked, his hands tugged insistently on Adam’s shorts until his hips lifted high enough to pull them down and off.

  His cock was engulfed in heat. Adam watched through eyes glazed with lust as he disappeared past Mark’s perfect lips before reappearing once again; it didn’t even register that he considered Mark’s lips perfect. Instinctively, he gripped Mark’s chestnut hair and pushed in and pulled out more frantically, using Mark’s very willing mouth for the maximum pleasure.

  Although Adam wasn’t celibate by any means, even after Denise’s birth, no girl had brought him this much pleasure while sucking him off. Mark’s mouth was a vacuum, and he was trying to suck out all of the come inside of Adam.

  Adam’s hips bucked frantically, losing control of his body thanks to the skilled mouth. Adam felt the pleasure build almost to the peak, only to be disappointed as Mark’s mouth left his aching erection. He groaned in frustration. “What the hell?” His body anxiously moved upward, trying to urge Mark to take him into his mouth again, but Mark only chuckled in amusement.

  Their lips clashed passionately as teeth scraped lips, causing pain and pleasure to mix. Mark drew away, although it seemed to be with much reluctance. Adam hesitantly reached out to fist Mark’s erection through his bathing suit. He had never touched another man before and was curious. Mark allowed him to explore through the suit before slipping it off and revealing himself to Adam’s eyes. Adam gulped at the sight. It wasn’t his first time seeing another man naked, but it was the first time in this kind of situation.

  Adam gently rubbed the angry red head, experimenting to see what caused Mark to moan and writhe and closely watching Mark’s face for his reactions. He wanted to bring the man pleasure without completely understanding why. When his hand moved up and down the whole length, Mark moved his body in time, but made no sounds.

  When Adam’s blunt nails scraped along the length, Mark groaned and writhed as his eyes closed in bliss. Adam smiled, enormously pleased with himself at Mark’s response. He fondled Mark’s heavy balls, making low pants sound through the room. Finally, Mark stopped Adam with a forceful hand, but softened the unspoken command with a lingering kiss that left Adam wanting more. He felt like he was burning up, and the only one who could cool him off was Mark.

  Mark felt around for his swim trunks on the floor and pulled out a small bottle. Adam’s eyes were questioning. “Lube, to help ease the way,” Mark explained with patience.

  Adam suddenly realized what was going to happen and began to feel a bit frightened; he wasn’t sure that he needed such an in-depth experience to get this out of his system. He moved away slightly, eyes darting to the locked door and wondering if he could make it and forget this almost-experience ever happened.

  To his immense surprise, after Mark had slathered his fingers with the thick substance, he started to finger himself. Adam’s eyes widened at what that meant. “I thought….” He didn’t finish the sentence as Mark arched up, breathing shallowly, and flushed as he prepared himself, adding a third finger.

  Finally, Mark pulled his fingers out with a pop. “You thought I was going to fuck you. I do both: I fuck and get fucked, but I didn’t want your first time to be even more frightening. You can try being fucked when you feel more comfortable with the whole experience. Of course, someone else will get the honor of popping your cherry.”

  Adam flinched at Mark’s crude words. Once again, he felt some unnamable emotion at the idea that this would never happen with Mark again, until he remembered his stance on the whole gay thing and got mad at himself for even considering future experiences. He opened his mouth to retort about having sex with a guy being only a one-time thing, but it was cut off as Mark slid a condom that had appeared out of nowhere onto Adam’s aching cock.

  Even though the possibility of Mark doing the fucking had frightened Adam, he had only deflated slightly. After the reassurance of who was
going to do what, he was completely turned on and ready. Then Mark lathered Adam’s condom-covered erection in lube. His hands knew how to work Adam until he was a whimpering mess, begging for more. Adam whined as the hands left him, making Mark chuckle. “We don’t want you to come too soon. All of the fun would end then.”

  Mark pushed Adam down so he lay on the bench. It wasn’t the most comfortable place to be having his first—and last—gay experience, but it would have to do. He wiggled, attempting to get somewhat comfortable and also succeeded in annoying Mark just a bit. Mark grabbed Adam’s discarded shirt from the floor and used it to pad the bench beneath Adam’s head. It wasn’t perfect, but it was better.

  Their next kiss was gentle and prodding, nothing like the former kisses that were filled with intensity and heat. Adam could almost pretend he was cared for and loved. Other than his aunt and his daughter, he had never known what being loved felt like. Even before Denise, his parents had never shown him much love or affection. He was probably better off without them.

  A part of him wished that he could lose his inhibitions and try to love Mark. Then Adam reminded himself that Mark didn’t want love anyway. It was better like this.

  Holding onto the bench, Mark stood up and slowly pushed himself down onto the engorged cock begging for attention. Adam heard Mark sigh in what he hoped was bliss or something similar. Mark didn’t wait long before he began to move up and down, building a rhythm, watching the range of emotions that was on Adam’s face.

  Mark was tight; there was no doubt about it. In fact, he was almost unbearably tight. Adam had never felt such a sensation before. It was obvious Mark did not allow people to fuck him very often. He probably did the fucking most of the time. If anything, Adam felt tremendously grateful to Mark for his consideration.

  Adam moved his hands to tweak Mark’s nipples, wanting him to know his appreciation for whatever sacrifice he was making. He massaged Mark’s biceps as he began to meet him with each thrust.

  Mark continued to ride Adam as he leaned down and suckled on the pert nipples. Adam could tell that Mark was putting his all into it, and he would be hard pressed to doubt his sexuality after this experience. Mark’s teeth scratched the firm nipples, making Adam whine in need.

  Adam desperately wanted lip-on-lip contact. He gripped Mark’s hair to bring their mouths together and tried to express everything he was feeling in the form of a kiss. Tongues dueled for contact as Mark barely lifted himself up before coming back down. Adam’s hands caressed Mark’s neck. They were finally forced to pull apart, both panting heavily. Even so, Mark sucked on Adam’s neck as his thumbs flicked nipples, driving the older man to scratch Mark’s biceps as he tried to hold himself steady; wild need was beginning to overpower him and all of his senses.

  Mark smiled devilishly, making Adam suspicious about what was so amusing before realization came to him. The brat knew exactly what he was doing; he wanted Adam to lose control and was definitely succeeding. Two can play that game, Adam thought with resolve. Gaining a bit of confidence, he firmly gripped Mark’s weeping erection. His fingers played with the slit before he allowed them to scrape along the head. Mark groaned and Adam smirked knowingly. Adam loved knowing what would make Mark utter those wonderful noises. He had never felt so empowered before, and it was a heady feeling.

  “You’re getting brave,” Mark said. He sat down to a particularly hard thrust from Adam, which hit him in the exact spot that made him see stars. “I most definitely approve,” Mark growled.

  Adam continued to work Mark’s erection. He was a quick study and knew what gave Mark the most pleasure. Mark’s orgasm came first. His head thrown back, his eyes fluttered shut while his body tensed before relaxing, his arms shaking as he held himself up over Adam. Adam thought he was beautiful in that pose, but would never give him the satisfaction of admitting it out loud; Mark already had too big a head.

  Mark’s muscles clenched around Adam, giving him the most exquisite feeling, making him follow into bliss after a few more thrusts. His body relaxed and he became aware of movement as Mark got off him, albeit slowly, Adam’s cock slipping free in the process. Mark grabbed the condom and tied it up, placing it in the trash.

  Mark stretched out as Adam gathered his bearings and calmed his breathing, reflecting on the experience and what it truly meant. He sat up, too out of it to even be shy of his still-naked state. “That was…. That was….”

  Silence.

  “You don’t know what to say? Well, did you like it?” Mark asked, amusement evident in his voice.

  Adam’s eyebrows rose. “I think the answer to that is pretty obvious,” he countered, trying to get out of actually admitting the truth out loud.

  “I want to hear you say it,” Mark practically purred.

  Adam felt his face heat up; he should have known that Mark wouldn’t let him off the hook. With some more prompting from the lifeguard, Adam finally admitted the truth. There really was no use being shy around Mark any longer. “I liked it. No, I loved it. Frankly, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”

  Mark chuckled. “I’m glad I could be the first guy you ever fucked. I just hope I’m not the last.”

  Adam sighed. There was no use continuing to deny it. He had never been more turned on nor had a stronger orgasm than he had when he was with Mark. He was gay—or bisexual, at the very least; there was no doubt about it. “You won’t be. I promise.”

  Mark smiled, looking extremely accomplished. “If you’re not too lethargic, we should probably get out of here. I’m surprised no one has busted down the door yet.”

  They washed up in the showers. Mark made no secret of his appraisal of Adam’s body, but Adam kept his eyes firmly away. He didn’t think he had the energy for any more fun, no matter how tempting it might be. They dressed silently afterward and left the locker room. The bathroom was empty, thankfully; it could have been an extremely embarrassing situation otherwise.

  They reached the door, Mark in front. Adam’s arm halted him before he could open it. Adam tilted his lips to meet Mark’s; it was only the slightest pressure before he pulled away, his eyes showing every emotion he was feeling. “Thanks for being my first and forcing me to see the truth about myself.”

  Mark squeezed Adam’s shoulder. “Remember what I said.”

  “No repeat fucks. Yes, I know. You think too highly of yourself.” Even as he said it, disappointment bubbled up inside him. It felt like the two of them had truly connected, and it was stupid to not meet again because of some foolish rule that Mark had. Adam caressed Mark’s arm again before allowing him to open the door.

  They walked out together, Mark heading to the lifeguard office and Adam going to his car. He hoped he could stay away from Mark. The man was magnetic, but he would do his best. He didn’t want Mark to feel uncomfortable. Who knows? If the attraction was just as strong for Mark, which he suspected to be the truth, the younger man might actually seek him out. And Denise was bound to want to go to the pool again soon.

  There were definite possibilities, now that he thought about it.

  About the Author

  LACEY WALLACE is a college student, expected to graduate in 2012, studying Mathematics at Jacksonville University of Florida. She has been writing in her free time for as long as she can remember. She participates in Nanowrimo every year where she has made many wonderful friends.

  She is known to always carry a notebook around no matter where she goes, much to her friends’ and family’s chagrin. Her characters become alive to her so much that when she is forced to kill a character off, even a character she doesn’t particularly like, she cries a little.

  Not only does she love to write, but she loves various types of music: pop, rock, dance, a little classical, a little country, and a little blues and jazz. She has played piano for years and has played many genres on her beloved piano. She also loves theatre, her favorite musicals being Avenue Q and Grease.

  You can contact her at sgraff@jacksonville.edu or at Facebook.
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  Copyright

  Take a Dip ©Copyright Lacey Wallace, 2011

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the authors’ imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Cover Art by Anne Cain annecain.art@gmail.com

  Cover Design by Mara McKennen

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  August 2011

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  eBook ISBN: 978-1-61372-074-5

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