The Other Side of Midnight – Chapter 5
By Patrik
Razmuzzen
my.backups.89@gmail.com
Copyright 2014 by Patrik Razmuzzen, all rights reserved
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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of
sexual activity
involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to
view such material or
if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do
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story.
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Every
Saturday afternoon, when I was a kid, I went shopping with my Mum and Dad.
Normally, I was okay with the shopping but I hated the routine. That weekend,
however, they agreed to drop me off at the sports centre on the way, provided
Claire drove me home and I didn't cause any trouble. This annoyed me a bit,
because I rarely got into trouble as a kid, despite this summer, but she was
always suspicious.
We
pulled into the car-park and my Dad commented about how posh the place looked.
Mum
agreed. Then she turned to me in the back and added, “have you got your pass?”
“Yes,
Mum.”
“Okay,
now - I don't want to hear any complaints - we're still new here, okay?”
I
groaned to myself. Somehow, though, I had a feeling that was not going to be
easy.
Once
inside, I showed my pass and made my way to the changing rooms. Then I showered
quickly and went out to meet Mark and Claire. There was no sign of Claire when
I got there, but Mark swam over to me as soon as he saw me. Before I even got
into the pool, I could see he wasn't wearing normal swimming trunks - from the
distance the looked like rags, “Go on then, lets see them,” I said.
He
looked around and stood up. It was difficult to see then, because they tangled
around his crotch the moment he stood up, revealing most of his is bottom and
even the root of his dick. From what I could tell, they were actually rags -
just a bunch of worn and transparent patches sewn together. Then he sat down
almost as quick as he got up.
“Very
nice,” I said.
“They
don't hide anything!” he complained. “There's no elastic and they're full of
holes.”
“Well,
you did ask for it.”
“Yeah,
I know,” he replied. And at the bottom of it all, he was enjoying it.
Where's
Claire?” I asked.
“She's
in the gym, but she'll be here a bit later.” he replied. "And some of
those little kids were feeling me up!"
I
looked behind him to see three or four kids aged about eight or nine with evil
looks on their faces. A quiver of excitement ran through me. The idea of a
bunch of little kids feeling Mark up and having more control over his body than
Mark did really turned me on.
“Tell
them to fuck off,” I suggested, regardless.
“I
can't,” Mark said. He pointed over at the lifeguard. “That's Angel. She teaches
me piano teacher and she knows Claire. Claire told her to make sure I 'played
nicely'.”
I
just giggled.
“I'm
not even allowed to pull up my togs,” he said, “unless my dick falls out. And
even then I have to wait three seconds.”
For
the first quarter of an hour, we just hung out throwing a ball around. The kids
who were molesting him lost interest and some of them got out anyway. I kept
overthrowing the ball, meaning Mark had to get out of the water to get it and
expose his wet shiny bottom to the pool. I think he knew I was doing it
deliberately, but I made it look like a joke rather than trying to see him naked.
He was good though - every time his dick fell out he just acted natural and
pulled it back in, but I knew the truth, and it turned me on even more.
I
kept looking over at the lifeguard, but she seemed to take no interest in what
we were doing, until Claire showed up after her workout. They spoke for a bit,
then Claire swam a few lengths before coming over to us. “I'm getting into the
jacuzzi if you want to join me?”
“Sure,”
I said.
Mark
just muttered something I didn't catch.
We
swam over and climbed into the jacuzzi. It was a bit hot, so I got in slowly
while Mark sat on the edge and waited. With his swimming togs half way down his
bottom, it looked like he was naked and sitting on a towel. I looked around
awkwardly, but no one seemed to be paying us any attention.
“Okay,
Mark, time you got in, but I want you to take off the togs first and give them
to me.”
Mark
took one last look around, pulled the shorts down and handed them over, all
while sliding down into the water in one quick movement. I was actually kind of
impressed.
I
looked around again - was she really forcing him to be publicly naked again?
This time in a place where people were more likely to see him? What if they saw
us and kicked us out? My mother would kill me if I got kicked out even if it
wasn't my fault.
“Derek,
you need to relax a bit,” Claire said, suddenly. “No one can see him under the
bubbles and anyway, they probably wouldn't care.”
I
wondered who could possibly not care about a kid running around publicly naked,
but back when I was young, she was right - they probably wouldn't have paid him
much attention.
Still,
I was terrified. “But what if -”
She
just turned her head and looked at me. “It is now my mission,” she said, “to
get you to relax. Now calm down or I'll get Angel over there -” she indicated
the lifeguard” “- to give you a massage.”
“Can
I have one?” Mark said.
“Maybe
- if you're good.”
I
looked over. Angel was kind of hot in fairness and a massage sounded nice, but
more about her later.
We
stayed in the jacuzzi chatting for about ten minutes before Claire decided it
was enough. A few people did walk past but none of the really suspecte anything
was off and no one got in.
Claire
then got out, jumped into the pool, swam a few more lengths and then came back.
“I'm going into the sauna,” she said. “Be there in five minutes, okay?”
We
agreed.
Then,
much to my amazement, she grabbed Mark's discarded swimming shorts and ran with
them over to the women's changing room. My mouth fell open. Then I turned
around to see Mark jumping out the jacuzzi and running naked over to the boys
changing room. His tanned skin was so beautiful and red I had to pause to
savour the moment as he disappeared into the changing rooms, before I took a
deep breath and got out as casually as I could. I looked over my shoulder at
the pool, but no one other than Angel seemed to have noticed.
I
took a quick shower to cool off before I went into the sauna. It was mixed, so
everyone had their swimwear still on. Everyone except Mark of course. It was a
bit dark as well, but there was no mistaking the fact that he was sitting with
his legs open and his dick pointing straight up in the air. Angel was sitting
on one side of him and Claire was sitting on the other.
“Hi
Derek,” Claire said as I took a seat across from them.
“Nice
to meet you, Derek,” Angel said. She reached out to shake my hand and I got a
jolt of electricity through my hand when she touched me. Only then was a struck
by just how beautiful she was. I took a seat directly opposite where Mark was
sitting so I could have a pure unobstructed view of his erection.
A
couple of people came in and Derek pulled the towel he was sitting on over his
privates, but as soon as they left, he had to expose himself again. The only
exception was when two girls came in from the womens' entrance. Apparently
there were rules over who he could hide from and who he couldn't.
The
girls took a seat above me on the bench and then started giggling.
“Oh
my God! He's totally naked!” one of them whispered.
“And
he's been wanking! Look at him!” the other replied.
I
don't think Mark heard them and if he did, he didn't react. In the darkness of
the sauna, I couldn't tell if he was blushing or not. They stayed there and
giggled for a while, and by the time they left, Mark knew all right.
“Please
can I get dressed, now?” Mark said as soon as they left.
“As a matter of fact, I do have something you can wear,” Claire said. “Don't
move.” She reached behind her and pulled a strip of material out from under her
towel and tied it around Mark's eyes.
“Hey!
What are you doing?” Mark asked. He didn't get a reply. Instead, Angel just got
up and led him, still naked and with a fully erection penis wagging about in front
of him, straight into the ladies changing room. Both girls giggled a bit. Then
the got up and went out after Claire and Mark. I so wanted to go as well, but
there was no chance ofthat happening.
“Where
are they going?” I asked Claire once they'd gone.
“Never
mind,” Claire said. She got up and crossed over to my side of the sauna. “You
know,” she said, “it's okay to like him?”
I
was genuinely a bit confused. “What do you mean?”
“I
know you want to do things to him,” Claire said. “Touch him, feel him, really
play with him. He is beautiful, isn't he?”
My
heart nearly expoded. Even if we hadn't been in a sauna, I would have been red
and sweating.
“You
shake a little every time you see him. You stutter a bit -”
“I-I
do not!”
“-
and you can't take your eyes off him,” she went on, “and you usually have an
erection.”
I
felt my mouth opening, but no words came out.
“In
fact you've got one right now, don't you?”
I
was horrified. She was, of course, correct.
“Look,
you don't have to be so scared. It's okay to do things. He enjoys it, you enjoy
it and no one's going to tell anyone.” She leaned into me. “No one is going to
going to get you into trouble.”
That
wasn't all that I was worried about, though in fairness, it was most of it.
“Then
what's happening in there?” I said pointing at womens' changing room.
“Nothing
that isn't under control.” Claire said. “Sometimes, you just have to let go and
trust people.” She put her arm around my shoulders. It felt nice. “You're a
good kid - I'll bet always have your homework done, polite, help out around the
house, always in bed when you're supposed to be?”
I
nodded.
“But
sometimes you wonder... what happens on the other side? What happens when the
sun goes down or what happens when you sneak out after midnight or go some
place you're not supposed to go.” Her hand sank down over my shoulders to my
chest and my belly and she began rubbing it. I took a deep breath and tried to
remain calm. It wasn't easy.
“Well,
now's your chance to find out,” she said slowly. “Would you like that?”
I
said nothing. I coudln't say anything. I think I might have just nodded.
“Good.
Because over the next few weeks, I want you to help me.” Her fingers dipped
under the waistband of my shorts. Just enough to make me jerk back, but not
enough to touch me.
“Help
you?”
She
nodded. Her hands drifted around to my hip. I wanted her to go further but to
stop at the same time to stop. “But you have to promise me one thing.”
“What?”
Suddenly
she pulled her hand free. It suddenly felt like something was missing.
“This is not a spectator sport. You join in, you help.” She got up and swept
over to the sauna door. “You look after him, control him, make sure he's
playing by the rules. Add in a few things of your own.”
“Okay
- but what -”
“We
like a bit of imagination,” she said. And then she was gone and I was alone in
the sauna. I waited until my erection had gone down and then got the hell out
of there.
Mark
was surprisingly quiet when I met up with him, but I never did find out what
happened in there.
(The End)