THE HYPOCRITE

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

“Hey, pussy boy!” Bobby’s spine ran cold as he heard the words. He didn’t even have to look to know that Sean had just spotted him. The two boys were both on the swim team and for some reason, Sean had decided it was his job to make Bobby’s life miserable. Bobby was a year younger than Sean. Bobby was smaller than Sean. And he wasn’t as good a swimmer as Sean. All that meant that Bobby was Sean’s whipping boy.

Rather than acknowledge his tormentor, Bobby trotted toward the lake. “Hey, I’m talking to you, fag boy,” called out Sean as Bobby reached the water’s edge. The younger boy waded out a few feet and then dove into the crystal clear water. He swam a few strokes, knowing that the water was pretty deep by now. Then, he stopped. Treading water, he casually turned around, as if he wasn’t even aware that Sean was around.

To Bobby’s dismay, the older boy was wading out into the water directly toward him. And he didn’t look happy that Bobby had feigned ignorance. The older boy pointed directly at him. “Fag boy, you got a problem with me?” he called out.

Bobby was trying the approach that his mother had told him. Just ignore the bully and he’ll lose interest, his mom kept saying. He’d been trying that for several weeks now and it only seemed to make Sean more aggressive. Bobby turned and swam a few more strokes out to even deeper water. He knew he couldn’t avoid Sean if Sean wanted to bother him. After just a few strokes, he turned again. Sure enough, Sean was taking deep, powerful strokes toward him. The older boy’s body seemed made for the water. It was sleek, yet the broad shoulders and strong chest powered his arms like pistons.

There was no escape, so Bobby stopped evading and just treaded water as Sean closed the last few meters. But, just before he got to the younger boy, Sean dove down, disappearing in a splash of white froth. Bobby closed his eyes as the water splashed over his face. Then, looking down, he saw Sean underneath him. Before Bobby could react, Sean reached up and grabbed his Speedo swim trunks and pulled them down his slender legs. He kicked at the older boy, but Sean was already gone.

Surfacing a few feet away from Bobby, Sean held up his trophy. “Hey, fag boy,” he called out again. “Missing something?”

Bobby hated it when Sean called him that. He liked girls. The girls his age were just starting to develop figures and he was curious, but not forward. He was shy around them and besides, at 11, he wasn’t ready to start dating any of them. It was fun to hang out with girls, but he didn’t know what to do with them other than tease them or stare at them.

Now his chief tormentor had his only garment. He clasped his hands to his crotch, but that didn’t last long. He had to keep kicking his feet and using his arms to keep from sinking. Around him he heard a couple of girls titter when they realized what Sean was holding in his hand. One of them dove down. Bobby could see the girl slip under him, peering up through the clear water. He blushed, but he could either sink or show it all.

“Sean, please,” he called out. He took a couple of strokes toward the older boy, but Sean swam away easily. “Come on, I need it,” he said.

“Come and get it,” said Sean. The two giggling girls had both taken peeks and now Sean ducked his head under water. When he came back up, he laughed. “Pretty small.”

Bobby was small in most dimensions and in the cool water, his cock was particularly small. Still, he didn’t need to have it announced to the world. “Give me back my suit, Sean,” he demanded.

Instead of replying, Sean took his strong, easy strokes toward the shore. As he reached the edge of the lake, he stood and waded out to dry land. Standing there, he waved the tiny blue suit at his prey. “Come and get it,” he teased again.

By now several other kids had gathered around Sean, laughing at Bobby’s predicament. There would be no easy way for Bobby to slip out of the water and get to his towel. He looked up and down the beach and didn’t see a single adult in sight.

Just then, Sean did something uncharacteristic. He waded back into the water and swam out toward Bobby. That wasn’t the part that was odd for Sean. Bobby just thought the older boy was coming out to tease him some more. Sean held out the suit, looking a little sorry for Bobby. “Want it back?”

“Yeah,” said Bobby, reaching for it.

“Just one thing,” said Sean.

“What?”

“You can have it back if you meet me in the shower at 8 tonight wearing your suit and promise you’ll do whatever I say for 10 seconds.”

“The showers at 8?” repeated Bobby. He knew without asking that Sean meant the showers in the locker room at the pool. He also knew the pool closed at 7. He didn’t know why Sean would demand that, but it meant Sean was up to no good. Still, he had no choice. And he figured he could do just about anything for 10 seconds. “OK, give it to me.” And, if he didn’t, Sean would just torment him more.

Sean tossed the suit to Bobby. Then, he treaded water, watching as Bobby slipped the suit back on. Without another word, he swam past Bobby out to deeper water. Taking his chance to escape, Bobby swam to shore and went home.

At 8 o’clock, the sun was nearly down. The outdoor pool was in twilight and the pool building was dark as Bobby went into the locker room. The windowless shower area had all its lights on. Sean was waiting for him in the showers wearing his team swim suit.

“I said wear your suit,” said the older boy.

“I am,” said Bobby. He skinned off his outer clothes. Sean looked him up and down as he stood in just his little blue suit.

“Now what?” asked Bobby.

“You’ll do what I say for 10 seconds?” said Sean.

Bobby noticed the bully was unusually tentative. If he didn’t know Sean better, he’d say the older boy was nervous. “OK,” Bobby knew that was the deal. “What do I do?”

“Come over here,” said Sean. “Your 10 seconds starts right… now. Put your hands in these handcuffs. OK?”

“What?”

“Do it,” said Sean, sounding assertive for the first time. “You have to.”

Bobby stretched out his hands and let Sean click the metal cuffs in place. They were laced around the pipes of the shower, so as soon as they clicked in place, Bobby was trapped. His 10 second had started and they quickly ended, but even then he was still at Sean’s mercy.

Bobby had a sick feeling about Sean’s latest torment. Now the older boy could do anything he wanted. He wondered if there were girls waiting to watch him being humiliated or what. Maybe Sean was about to beat him up and he wouldn’t be able to lift a finger to protect himself.

He wasn’t the least bit surprised when Sean slid his suit down to his thighs, nearly to his knees. Bobby was trapped and now naked. He tugged at the cuffs, wondering if Sean planned to leave him here all night.

“Damn, Bobby,” said Sean. Bobby had to turn his head to make sure Sean was still alone. The voice didn’t sound like Sean’s anymore. It was deeper, husky. The taunting tone was gone and replaced with a sense of awe. “Why do you have to be so cute?”

“What are you talking about?” asked Bobby in surprise.

But Sean didn’t say anymore. There were several seconds of silence as Bobby faced the wall, wondering what Sean was planning. Then he jumped as he felt a touch on his shoulder blade. It was a gentle touch, nothing like he expected. He turned to look at Sean and was surprised at the look in the older boy’s eyes. Gone was that sinister look he normally had when he looked at Bobby. Now the look was longing, as if Sean was gazing at a Playboy centerfold.

Just as he was about to speak, Bobby felt Sean’s fingers run down his back and the words caught in his throat. It felt nice to have Sean touch him like that. He felt a tingle in the pit of his stomach like he’d felt when Mary Jo hugged him for finding her cat. Bobby froze, not wanting to do anything. He wasn’t sure he wanted Sean to touch him like that and he wasn’t sure he wanted him to stop.

“You…” started Sean, but Bobby heard the words catch in Sean’s throat, just the way he felt right now. “You have no idea,” said Sean finally. He ran both hands down Bobby’s back, relishing the touch of the soft skin.

But Bobby was starting to get the idea. He felt his heart pounding, afraid Sean would stop. Part of him knew this was wrong, but it felt so good. He jumped again as Sean’s hands ran across his bare ass. Unbidden, his cock started to harden from the sensuous touch. He couldn’t believe what Sean was doing. This couldn’t be happening! He stayed frozen as Sean’s hands wandered over his back and his ass. Then he felt Sean press against him from behind. He felt the lump in Sean’s Speedo pressing against the crack of his ass as the older boy reached around and ran his hands softly over his chest.

“I… I wasn’t sure,” said Sean, “until I took your suit today. Then I knew.”

“Knew what?” asked Bobby.

“Knew why I was picking on you,” said Sean. “It’s because y… damn it, Bobby, because y-you’re so cute. Look at this.”

Bobby turned to look at Sean as the older boy pulled his own suit down to his knees. The younger boy stared at the huge hard on that Sean was showing him. He didn’t even need to ask why Sean was so hard. He knew it was for him. Sean stroked his cock a few times and then pressed it back between the crack of Bobby’s tight little ass. His hands reached around Bobby and found Bobby’s hard cock. He stroked it.

“You, too,” breathed Sean. “You got one, too. It always looked so good inside your suit. Then, today when I saw it… it was cold and little. Now it’s warm and hard.”

Bobby was amazed at the turnabout, but he wasn’t complaining. His stomach was still doing flip-flops and his breath was coming in gasps as Sean fondled him. He no longer tugged at the handcuffs, but enjoyed the soft touches.

“I’ve got to…” said Sean. “Please.”

Bobby wondered now what Sean was talking about. There wasn’t anything he could do to stop Sean and there wasn’t anything he wanted to do either. He felt Sean’s hands on his ass again. This time the hands spread his ass cheeks. He tensed as he Sean’s cock poked at his asshole. The naïve boy didn’t know how Sean was planning on satisfying his lust. All he knew was it felt good as Sean stimulated that sensitive area.

Then his eyes opened wide and the breath went out of him with a whoosh as Sean pushed harder, sinking 2-inches of cock up inside his ass. “Wha…?” gasped Bobby in surprise. This was what Sean had to do? He tried to pull away, but Sean held his hips firmly in his hands as he pushed again.

“Oh, gosh,” said Bobby as 4-inches of hard cock slid inside him. He felt full, but it also felt good. He tried to turn and look, but he couldn’t see anything. Sean was leaning over him, thrusting as deep as he could. Then Sean’s hand was on his cock, stroking it. It was wonderful to have Sean’s strong hand jacking him off.

The two boys set up a rhythm. The younger boy pushed back as the older one pushed forward. In time to that motion, Sean’s hand slid forward and back as his cock slid in and out. Neither boy spoke, letting their grunts tell each other of their pleasure.

As his passion rose, Bobby felt the approach of an orgasm. He’d felt this just a few times when he’d played with himself, so he knew what was needed. “Faster, Sean,” he said. “Do it harder, faster, do it.”

Sean didn’t need to be asked twice. He, too, was on the verge of cumming. He was barely aware of his hand on Bobby’s cock, thinking the little boy wanted his ass fucked harder and faster. Both his insistent thrusts and his eager hand sped up. That was fine with Bobby. Sean felt Bobby’s cock spasm in his hand and the rush of hot cum shoot down the slender little cock. “Oh, God, yes,” he moaned as he shot his own load deep inside Bobby.

Bobby’s knees were shaking as Sean pulled his cock free. The older boy sat down on the hard tile floor of the shower, but Bobby was still chained in place.

There were a few moment of silence as the two regained their breath. “You know what looks the sexiest about you?” asked Sean.

Bobby blushed at the idea of being called sexy by another boy. Even after what had just happened, that sounded weird. “What?”

“I like the tan lines on your ass,” said Sean.

“Huh?”

“I like your white little ass,” repeated Sean. He stood up and walked around to where Bobby could see him. “Look at me. I’ve got the same thing. We wear our suits all day long and get tanned everywhere except where the suit is.”

“Yeah, I guess that looks pretty nice,” said Bobby.

“Hot,” said Sean. “It looks hot.” He looked at the younger boy again. “You want me to let you go now?”

“Are we going to do it again?” asked Bobby.

“You want me to fuck your ass again?” asked Sean in surprise.

“Well, not today,” said Bobby.

“Yeah, maybe tomorrow,” said Sean. He pulled out the keys for the cuffs and uncuffed Bobby.

When Bobby straightened up, Sean stepped in front of him. “But, I’m not done with you today.” He looked into Bobby’s eyes. “I’ll be damned,” he shook his head. “I can’t believe what I just did. I can’t believe you are the most beautiful thing.” He caressed Bobby’s cheek. “I can’t believe how you make me feel.”

Again Bobby had the feeling of being caught between two desires. It felt so odd to have a boy saying something like that to him, let alone Sean. But it felt so wonderful at the same time. Words failed him and he froze, just letting Sean take the lead. His heart was pounding like a jack hammer as Sean leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. But, it wasn’t the quick peck he was expecting. Sean pressed his lips to his and he felt Sean’s tongue push into his mouth. He relaxed, letting Sean’s tongue explore his mouth. The tingle in his stomach was coming back.

The two boys kissed for several minutes. Their suits slid to the ground and they kicked them away. Bobby had his hands free to do his own exploring and caressing of Sean’s body. It felt good to touch Sean’s firm, broad chest and his strong arms. He let his own hands wander to Sean’s ass, delighting in the feel of his cock hardening again. Secretly he hoped that Sean would jack him off again.

But Sean had other ideas. He looked down between Bobby’s legs and smiled. “You’re hard for me again,” he said. “I like it. Damn, I’m glad I stripped you in the lake today. It looked so good then and it looks better now.” He cupped Bobby’s hard little cock in his hand and then knelt down in front of the smaller boy.

Bobby was amazed at the look of bliss in Sean’s face as he eyed the cock up close. He was even more amazed when Sean licked at the tip of his cock. He wanted to jump back, not sure what Sean was doing, but he held his ground. After a couple more licks, he was glad that he’d let Sean continue.

Sean licked Bobby’s cock for nearly a minute, acting like it was a savory bit of candy on a stick. Then, he slid his lips around it, taking half of the 3-inch cock in his mouth. It was slender, not even a mouthful for Sean and soon he was sucking the whole thing in and out. He put his hands on the smooth, white ass and relished blowing the younger boy.

“Ummm, Sean,” said Bobby.

Sean rolled his eyes up at Bobby, but didn’t stop. It was too much fun.

“I’m gonna shoot again,” said Bobby.

“Fuck yeah,” said Sean, pausing. “In my mouth.” He slid Bobby’s cock in his mouth again, picking up the pace.

Bobby felt his cum rising for the second time this evening. His cock spasmed, shooting hot cum out. It felt like the best cum ever as Sean’s mouth milked him dry. To his surprise, Sean just swallowed the gooey cum.

It was Bobby’s turn to sit down on the hard floor. After that wonderful orgasm, he didn’t have the strength to stand any more. The two boys sat together, their hands occasionally stroking each other in ways they never would have imagined earlier that day.

“Hey, fag boy,” said Sean softly, but with a smile this time. “I’m glad I was right about you.”

Bobby smiled back. He was glad he was wrong about Sean.