Rainbow
"Hi, Michael." I was getting into my car when Steve Stevens, who was in a parallel class, approached me. "How are you?"
"Hi, Steve." I started the engine.
"Do you feel like going for a swim with me in the pool?" he asked. "It's terribly hot today."
"I'd love to, Steve, but I'm afraid I didn't bring my swim trunks."
"Come on, Michael. We're grown-up enough boys to swim without trunks. Besides, no one's at my house. My parents flew to New York for a week for a dentists' symposium."
I knew his parents ran a dental clinic in our town.
"Well, then, please get in." When he settled in next to me, I released the clutch, and we drove down Liberty Avenue.
"The last time I wore swim trunks, Michael, I was about 18. For the last seven years, I've only swum naked."
"Even at the beach?" I asked.
"I don't go to the city beach. We go to the ocean coast near the Black Rocks. It's a wild beach, and nobody bothers anyone."
"And who is 'we,' Steve?"
"Me, my sister Sarah, and the Maincrofts, a brother and sister. You should know her; she goes to our school, and her brother goes to university with my sister."
"And all four of you are naked in front of each other? Interesting."
"What's the big deal, Michael? We're nudists, and that says it all."
"By the way, Steve, what about your sister? Won't she be in the way?" I asked.
"Don't worry. She's at university now and will be back later."
I parked the car by the Stevensons' house, and we went into the inner courtyard. Steve opened the door with an electronic key, and we found ourselves in a huge hall with a glass inner wall overlooking the pool.
"Come in, make yourself at home. I'll just call the security desk to deactivate the alarm."
He soon returned and asked:
"What will you drink, Michael?"
"A cold orange soda, please, if you have it."
"Of course. But I think a can of beer won't hurt us, right?" And he brought two cans of beer from the refrigerator.
When we finished the beer, I reminded Steve why I was at his house.
"Where should we undress, Steve? It's probably time for a dip." And he led me to his room on the second floor.
"Oh, Michael! You don't wear underwear?" he asked when I took off my jeans, and there were no briefs underneath.
"You see, Steve. I must have been in a hurry today and simply forgot to put on briefs. I hope there's nothing wrong with that, Steve?"
"Oh, my God! Of course not. I sometimes forget too, especially when I'm at the wild beach." And he laughed infectiously. "But I see you also visit a nudist beach: your butt is as tanned as your back. Or am I wrong?"
"Unfortunately, you're wrong. I'm just a member of the 'Rainbow' club. Have you heard of it?"
"The one on the outskirts of town? Of course, I've heard of it, but unfortunately, I've never been. What's it like there?"
"A regular sports club. Only everyone who visits this club is male, and they all engage in their preferred sports completely naked."
"Wow! Absolutely everyone? That's great. What do you do there?"
"I swim in the pool, play tennis, sometimes basketball. There's boxing, mini-golf, cycling."
"I should visit sometime. Take me with you at least once. And what's the crowd like?"
"From about fifteen to forty-five years old. I haven't seen anyone older. But I warn you, a single visit is expensive; it's best to get a three-month or six-month membership."
Steve began examining my body so intently that it even made me uncomfortable.
"Oh, Michael, you're not circumcised?" he asked, noticing that I have foreskin.
"I was born in Europe. My father worked at the embassy in Sweden. And there, it's not customary. When we returned to the States, I was already 18, and they simply didn't do the circumcision. Anyway, I don't regret it."
"Absolutely. It's better and probably more pleasant to masturbate, right?" he asked slyly. I didn't answer, feeling myself blush slightly.
"Don't be shy, Michael. We all sin with that to some degree. By the way, you have a beautiful and quite impressive penis." Indeed, my cock in its flaccid state was about fifteen centimeters, and when erect, it was a full twenty. "Well, okay. Let's go swimming."
We went down from the second floor, through the hall into the inner courtyard, and jumped into the pool.
"Tell me, Michael, at 'Rainbow,' does everyone shave their pubic area and perineum?" Steve asked when we surfaced.
We swam and fooled around for about half an hour, then got out of the water and sat in the lounge chairs. Steve ran into the house and brought another can of beer each. But before we could finish them, a girl's voice rang out.
"Hi, Steve. Oh, you're not alone; we have a guest." We turned around. In the doorway stood a pretty girl, resembling Steve, just a bit older.
"Sarah, sweetie, why are you so early?" Steve asked.
"It just happened, bro. Introduce me to your friend."
"Michael, this is my sister Sarah, and this is Michael Ryson; we're in parallel classes."
I sat on pins and needles. I had never been naked in front of a girl before. I bent my left knee to somehow shield my penis from her gaze.
"By the way, Sarah. Michael is uncircumcised and has a wonderful male organ." At such details, I flushed all over and nudged Steve with my elbow to shut him up.
"Too bad he doesn't want to show it to me. And you, Steve, always pick handsome friends. Okay, boys, I won't bother you. I'll go to my room." And she disappeared behind the glass door.
"Steve, why does Sarah need to know such details about me? That's not friendly."
"Oh, come on, Michael. What a thing to worry about. Sarah is a grown-up girl and understands everything. Besides, at the wild beach, she's seen plenty of naked guys. Maybe you'll come with us sometime, Michael? You're used to being naked around people."
"I'm not sure I can go with you. Being naked among men is one thing, but being naked with girls is another."
"Michael, tell me, please. If you get an erection at the club, what do you do?"
"Usually, it doesn't happen. After all, you're under physical exertion there."
"Well, what if you like a handsome boy or he makes unambiguous hints, and suddenly you feel an erection might occur?"
"I don't like boys, Steve. Well, if an erection really bothers me, I can go to the toilet or a shower stall and relieve myself there." I paused and asked, "And do you like boys, Steve?"
"To be honest, yes, I do. But that's between us. Okay?"
"Of course, Steve. You can count on me. I probably should head home now. Thanks for the swim, Steve. But how do we get back to your room now without running into Sarah?"
"Nothing could be simpler. Don't worry about her; she's in her room."
We quickly passed through the hall and went up to Steve's room. Sarah indeed didn't appear.
Steve suggested I take a shower, and I agreed. It was good that it wasn't far; the door from the bedroom led to his shower room. The stall was spacious enough, and Steve climbed in with me, though I didn't want that. Naturally, there was only one showerhead, and we took turns putting our bodies under the stream of water, touching each other with various body parts. Steve applied gel to my back and began rubbing it in. I noticed his penis was slightly tense and tried to rinse off the soapy gel quickly to leave the stall.
"Michael, can I retract your foreskin and wash the head?" Steve asked. "I've never held an uncircumcised penis before."
"I usually do it myself, but if you really want to, go ahead."
Steve used one hand to retract my foreskin and with the other, scooped up a handful of soapy lather and began gently applying it to my penis. And, of course, my cock started reacting to his gentle touch.
"Michael, don't you want to relieve yourself? I could help you with that."
"Well, Steve, I don't even know what to expect from you next. Actually, I relieve myself alone. I've never done it in front of anyone."
But the avalanche of arousal was already unstoppable. My cock straightened to its full length and pointed at the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle. Steve took it in his right palm and began masturbating me. I hadn't thought it could be so pleasant when someone else helps you.
After a few minutes of masturbation, Steve, squatting down, guided my cock into his mouth with his right hand while using his left on his own. I had never experienced such pleasure before. No one had ever given me a blowjob. Good God, what bliss! I forgot about morality, ethics, about considering myself straight, and only felt the waves of sensuality washing over me and trembling throughout my body.
Closing my eyes, I completely surrendered to the anticipation of orgasm, and it didn't keep me waiting long. I squeezed my eyelids shut in pain, and when I opened my eyes, I saw flashes of rainbow and filled Steve's mouth with my seed. I had never relieved myself so wonderfully before. Thanks to Steve for opening new horizons of sexual satisfaction for me.
Steve walked me to my car, and I suddenly suggested:
"Steve, tomorrow is Saturday. Why don't we go to the Black Rocks together?"
"With you, dear Michael, I'd go to the ends of the earth," he replied.
"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow after ten."
"I'll be waiting impatiently." And when I started the car and released the brake, he shouted, "You can forget your swim trunks at home again!"
I laughed and waved goodbye to him.
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