Harry was a force to be reckoned with. Harry wasn’t big by any stretch of the imagination but everyone who knew him saw Harry as 'ruff and gruff'. His appearance was that of a man who had spent many hours working hard in the Queensland sunshine. He was brown all over. Even his hair and eyes were brown.
Harry’s loud voice dominated every conversation that he was involved in, while his more than confident manner caused most people to shrink away from him if there was ever a disagreement. Although no one had ever seen or heard of Harry getting into a fight, his manner, confidence and deportment left all that he came in contact with the view that he was a force to be reckoned with.
When it came to the female of the species, Harry could only be described as sexist. Harry not only expected that as a male he would be the boss but he dominated in such a way that women generally shied away from him, proving to him that as a man he was expected to dominate.
Whenever Harry spoke of women the terms that he used included things like “bitch”, “whore”, “chick” or “splitee”. Harry showed no respect for the ladies at all. In fact, he showed little if any respect for anyone. Most thought Harry was. simply put, an ‘arsehole’.
Despite Harry’s sexist approach to women he had managed to become married to one of the most beautiful young ladies in the community. Julie had jet black hair. Her 36, 26, 36 hourglass figure attracted stares from every male in the area except for two men who often would be seen walking together at night time hand in hand.
It was not exceptional to hear someone say, “how did Harry ever win that one over?”
Julie was so attractive to the men that most of the ladies avoided her despite the fact that she was always polite and quite sociable.
George, on the other hand, was thought of as docile. He carried his six foot plus height slowly and leisurely. Although he never hurried his bright red hair rustled and moved as he walked. When you met George, the first thing that you noticed was his bright blue penetrating eyes. Nothing seemed to worry him. People always felt relaxed in his company.
If an argument ensured, George always listened intently to the opposing view without interrupting the speaker. If an agreement couldn’t be reached he often said things like, “we may have to agree to disagree on that,” or, “I can see what you mean but I do reserve the right to disagree.” People felt good in George’s presence.
When it came to the ladies, George treated everyone the same. It was obvious to all that he despised anyone who used derogatory terms about any other person no matter what their situation be it male, female, rich, poor young or old. George was a gentleman and he had no enemies. Everyone loved George, especially the women. He could have the choice of any of the single ladies but he showed little interest. The only woman he ever engaged in conversation seemed to be Harry’s wife, Julie.
The big surprise to everyone was that Harry and George were good mates. It didn’t seem likely that they could be because of their differences in their outlooks. Harry and his wife Julie regularly had George over for a meal. Harry had been heard to say that someone had to look after George because, for a single guy, George was a totally useless cook. It was probably true too because most knew that if George wasn’t at Harry’s place for dinner he was in one of the local restaurants.
At that stage in my life, at eighteen years of age, I had fallen out with my most recent girlfriend, Toni. It was over nothing really. She wanted to go swimming in the river and I had to work. I was quite upset that she had taken a lift to the river with one of the lads that I didn’t get along with. Being young and inexperienced I had challenged her on it and had probably been a little heavy with her, not physically but verbally. She had got the sulks.
I knew that I should have trusted her but I didn’t trust the guy. As a result, I was feeling down and more than just a little guilty. I had apologized but she had said nothing and walked away. I really didn’t feel like celebrating the arrival of the New Year so I was sitting on a brick wall up a laneway away from everybody in a position where I could look down on all the people having a great time.
The spot where I was sitting, I could look down into Harry’s yard. Harry, of course, was not there. As the loudest individual in my hometown he had the job of public announcer so was down in the midst of the celebrations. A little after ten o’clock I saw a movement near Harry’s house and recognized George. No surprise there. George was often at Harry’s place.
It was then that I saw Julie. She had been lying on one of the lounge chairs beside the swimming pool. As George approached, she sat up and they hugged and kissed. Yep, they were good friends and that is what good friends do. My attention shifted back to the celebrations.
After a short time, I looked back down to Harry’s and realized that they were both in the swimming pool. ‘Hhhmm,’ I thought, 'good night for it,’ as I wiped the sweat from my brow.
I then noticed something beside the pool. It was their swimmers. I looked back again and sure enough, they were in the nude. George and Harry’s wife, Julie were swimming together in the nude!
It was then that I looked up to see Toni walking up the hill towards me. Fuck, the last thing that I need right now is a dressing down from an angry girlfriend. I thought of jumping the fence and hightailing it but the sight in the swimming pool had me mesmerized. I was looking forward to seeing Julie, the most gorgeous lady in town, when she got out of the swimming pool. What eighteen-year-old male wouldn’t want that? Well, maybe not the guys who held hands on their walks at night.
“HI, honey. I was worried about you when I couldn’t find you downtown.” '
Shit,' I thought, 'she's no longer angry.'
“Hi, Toni, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. Will you forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive. You were right, I shouldn’t have gone with him. He’s an arsehole.”
“Why do you say that?”
“You were right, he couldn’t be trusted. He tried it on with me and I had to get a lift home with Denise. I was angry because it felt like you were blaming me for his behaviour. I talked to my mum and she agreed with you and told me that I should come to find you. What are you looking at?”
While she was talking I looked back to the pool where George now had Julie backed up against the wall of the pool. This was starting to look like more than an innocent swim with a friend. I didn’t answer Toni but just kept watching.
“That’s George with Julie isn’t it?”
“Yes, they have been having a swim together.”
“They have no clothes on. That’s their swimmers near the ladder, isn’t it? They are kissing.”
“Yes.”
“Come on. I know a way to get down close to the pool where we should be able to see everything.”
“How do you know that?”
“Us girls used to perv on Harry with his little two-inch dick when I was in high school. He always swam in the raw. Julie used to swim as well with no top on. Those tits of hers are amazing. He used to try to cop a feel but she always slapped him.”
We made our way down the hill through the bushes arriving at their back fence. There was a gate to the vacant block with quite a large gap that we could see quite clearly through. I guess they had never worried about it because the block behind them was just bush.
From where we were we could only see the parts of their body that were above the water level. They were still kissing. After a few minutes, we heard Julie say, “Let’s get out, love. I want to feel that rod of yours inside me.”
Toni whispered to me, “They are going to fuck.”
I was standing behind Toni while she crouched down to allow me to see above her. My cock was so hard that I felt that it would break out of its skin. I reached down to her crotch and slid my fingers through between her leg and her shorts to rub along her slit. “Take them off,” she whispered. “Take my shorts off, Goyse.”
I reached around her and unbuttoned her shorts. She straightened up a little to allow me to slide them off her. I took her panties with them. I then unbuttoned my shorts and dropped them as well. My seven-inch tool rested on the crack of her butt. I took hold of it and rubbed it up along her slit.
“No, not yet. Let’s watch first.”
By this time, George and Julie had alighted from the pool. Toni was right, those tits were near perfect. Mind you, I don’t think they came anywhere near Toni’s. George was following her so his cock was not visible. When he did turn and it came into sight I felt Toni gasp.
“Look at the size of that thing. It must be ten inches long.” She wasn’t exaggerating. I had never seen anything like it. At that time in my life, I didn’t think that they came in that size.
Julie had sat down on the lounge chair. George was still standing and moved over to her. She reached out and took hold of him and bent forward to place the head in her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on to his. The thickness of it meant that she must have almost had to split her lips to make it fit. She dropped her head and her tongue went from his balls along the full length to its head.
“Lie down,” he said as if handing down an order. She did as instructed. George knelt on his knees and she raised her knees to allow him access to her. We couldn’t see much but knew that he was working her over with his tongue. I saw Toni stand up and reach her hand through the gap between the gate and the fence.
“What are you doing?”
“We can go over behind the shed there. We will be able to see what they are doing.”
“You’ll get caught, Toni. It’s too big a risk.”
“We’ve done it before when we watched Harry. He had no idea that we were there. They won’t see us, they’re too involved in what they are doing.”
“They might not see us but they’ll hear us.”
“No, they won’t. There is too much noise from the celebrations. Come on.”
The gate opened and she quietly moved across behind the shed. Of course, I followed, carrying our clothes with me.
The shed had a door on the opposite side to the pool. This allowed us to enter the shed and watch through the window. It put us in a position not much more than three meters from where they were but above them so that we were looking slightly down on them. The view was of the rear end of George.
His butt was as white as a new sheet. A little repulsive to me actually but what took my interest was the huge ball sac hanging down between his legs. Each ball was clearly defined with the left one hanging low and the right slightly higher. They looked to be larger than a golf ball but slightly smaller than a tennis ball.
Toni noticed it too.
“Those balls of his must be big enough to fill a cup when he cums.”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. I saw Julie lift her head and she whispered something to George. George kept licking. I wish he would move aside because I wanted to see Julie’s pussy. As if I had ordered it George moved aside giving me a clear sight of her. He moved up to her and they started kissing. What worried me was that while they kissed she was looking directly at the window where Toni and I were.
“She’s seen us, I think,” I whispered to Toni.
“Yes, you laughed too loud. She knows someone is here. Keep dead still, she might just think it a mouse or a cat.”
I was standing behind Toni. My rock hard cock was pressing up against her. I could feel the heat from her body searing into my flesh. I reached down between her legs and slipped a finger into her tight little pussy. She was soaking wet. She let out a little moan and she pushed her backside harder against me. I was feeling about as horny as I ever had and then it happened.
“If you want to watch then don’t hide. Come out and join us.” It was Julie.
I whispered to Toni. “She has asked us to join them.”
“Okay, why don’t we?”
“I’m not sure. He is so big. I’ll look like a boy beside him.”
“No one is going to be comparing sizes. They probably will get a kick out of it the same way as we are while watching them.”
“What if Harry comes home?”
“He can’t. He’s working at the festival.”
I pulled back from her and moved towards the door. When I reached it I stopped. I didn’t want to be seen with my little seven-inches beside that huge cock of George’s. Toni didn’t hesitate she opened the door and pushed me through it. It was too late to stop, then.