After some sexual adventures with Chi, a Chinese fellow-student, Tyler finds himself becoming obsessed with the beautiful but elusive pool boy who has been employed by the obscenely rich couple who live next door.
“From what I could see through my binoculars the pool boy had a beautiful pair of balls. They were full and tight and appeared to be shaved. They were also generous in size although not to a gross extent.”
Through his observations via a gap in the fence young Tyler realizes that Kyle, the pool boy, is servicing Dr Brett Blake and Melissa his wife along with their Olympic-sized swimming pool.
Tyler decides to make a film about the pool boy and reminds himself that often truth can be stranger than fiction. The movie is a life- changing event for all concerned.
Excerpt:
Back to the pool boy. I decided to take the bull by the horns to use a terrible old cliché and tossed my tennis ball over the fence. It bounced behind the boy. Startled, he whipped around and again his tight balls were in full view. Realizing it was only a tennis ball, he loped over and grabbed it. However instead of throwing it back over the fence he simply tossed it up in the air and caught it again. Then his face broke into a wicked grin as he looked at me through the gap in the fence. Oh my God, had Kyle been aware that I had been watching him all the time?
He then held the ball up and gave me a questioning look. Of course I took this as an invitation and I went through the gap in the fence like a shot. As I walked through the Blakes’ garden I felt my cock stiffening in my jeans.
The pool boy was grinning at me whilst tossing the ball up and down in his hand. My eyes swept over his trim body, the fairly broad shoulders and the unbelievably thin waist. His chest was hairless and even the tiny hairs he should have had on his arms and legs had obviously been shaved away. I recalled once reading an article in a sports magazine that top competitive swimmers were shaved all over. But how could the pool boy shave his back? I wondered. Perhaps he had a friend to do it for him. That thought made me feel even hotter. This guy was born to be a champion swimmer. What was he doing mucking round in a suburban swimming pool?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Kevin Armstrong has worked extensively in theatre and film and television in Asia and the Land Down Under. He also teaches writing skills in universities and international schools. A chronic traveller, he is often to be found raconteuring in bars from Singapore to Sydney.
‘The Pool Boy’ contains graphic descriptions of gay sex and is not for the faint-hearted. There are no characters involved in sexual relationships under the age of 18.
Approximately 24,000 words.
