Cbris Stevenson did everything hard. He even dreamed hard. He woke up tangled up in his bedding and drenched
in sweat as usual. He untangled himself and climbed out of bed. Instantly he dropped to his hands and began
doing push ups - 50 to warm up. Then he continued with 100- one arm push ups alternating arms in mid air as he
pushed off the floor with one hand and landed on the other between every 10 reps. When he finished his 250
push ups, he was dripping with sweat, but he wasn't done. Still in the up push up position, Chris tucked his
head between his arms, and pushed off into a somersault. He landed on his back with his hands behind his head
and immediately began doing 5o crunches, and then 100 each of lateral or twist crunches (50 to the right side,
50 to the left). Then he headed into his bathroom to shower.
He opened the shower door, and reached to remove his drying socks. Something was in each sock. In the right
sock he found a phallic shaped bottle of bodywash, and the other sock he found a body cleaning tool with a
loofa on one side and microfiber sponge on the other.
He looked around, and wondered who and how someone got in here without him seeing. He shrugged, and turned on
the shower. He didn't know Mike or Jeff, but they had jacked off into his unattended water bottle when he had
been a life guard last summer. The water bottle was unattended because Chris was giving CPR to a young woman
who he had rescued from drowning. Mike's and Jeff's beach dates had run over to admire the young life guard,
which had pissed Mike and Jeff off. Being the jerks - and jerk offs they were - they grabbed Chris' water
bottle from the life guard station and took it into the mens changing room and jacked off into the water
bottle. It was a metal water bottle, and was nearly full. They laughed as they shook it up, and
surreptitiously returned it the life guard station.
Their girlfriends returned to tell them how handsome and brave the lifeguard was, and maliciously, Jeff
replied, "Yeah, he's a man's man alright. I hear he drinks guys' cum like water." He snickered.
"Oh, come on," Jenny said.
Mike just stared as Chris opened his water bottle and took a big gulp.
"Oh, this time Jeff's not exaggerating, Jenny, I actually saw lifeguard boy swallow a guy's cum once," he said
repressing a snicker, "But I swear to you, his lips never touched my cock."
"Really, Mike?" she asked in a disappointed tone, "I guess if you saw it with your own eyes, it's gotta be
true."
"Well, why don't you boys take us home. Until I learned dream hunk was gay, I was really horny, and was going
suggest we do it in the lifeguard shack, but now I just want to go home and take a bubble bath."
Mike's jaw dropped. Watching that guy save a girl had gotten the girls worked up, and his and Jeff's homo
talk had put them off. The only relief they got that day was from jacking off into Chris' water bottle. They
had done worse stuff to their pledges, and Chris had never known he'd gulped down cum, but Santa decided they
should be Chris' Christmas gifts.
When the shower was roaring at just the right temperature, Chris stepped into torrent. He opened the bottle,
squeezed some some on to the sponge side of the scrubber, and started lathering up. Mike and Jeff were
totally conscious, and felt everything. They saw, felt, tasted and smelled everywhere that Chris scrubbed
himself from his calloused feet to his silky hair, and all the awful places in between. The guy really reeked
from his sweating, but by the time he stepped out of the shower, he was clean and smelled great. He was
surprised to note that the bottle seemed to be completely full again, and the scrubber looked like new. He
would learn that the scrubber would never wear out, and the bodywash would never run out.
Later that day, he would learn that the bodywash's scent was a superpotent pheromone. From now on he would
have sex with whomever he wanted as often as he wanted...