The Lifeguard Summer
An SPH Experience by Fzy22.
I was 19 years old at the time. I was just finishing up my first year of college and getting ready to head back home for the Summer. One of my friends had been a lifeguard at the local beach the year before, and he convinced our group of about 10 friends to become lifeguards so he would have more friends on the job.
The lifeguard team at the beach was very interlocked. We had group-building activities every week, required meetings, and those of us on the older side would throw our own parties and invite everyone.
For context – many of my friends had been sexually active for years at this point. Unfortunately for me, the most I had experienced was making out with a girl. It took me a while to develop the right kind of confidence to win over a woman, and at this time I didn’t have that ability. I was also pretty popular in high school, which meant all the girls I hung around were way out of my league. I was the funny chubby kid back then, and the best I would get was pity make-outs in response to some dare or challenge the girl would give me on my end.
My stint of bad sexual luck continued throughout my freshman year of college. Awkward hook-ups that went nowhere below the belt, getting kicked out of my own bed so my roommate could have sex in it, you get the idea.
Out of my friend group of 12 people, only 4 virgins remained by the time the Lifeguard Summer rolled around. Thus, the “virgin wars” were born. It was simple: a contest to see who would be the last virgin left (aka the loser). It was mostly a challenge between me and 2 other boys, because the 4th, although he was conventionally attractive, was very socially awkward and would almost certainly lose.
Now, onto the story. My first taste of sph came during the lifeguard certification. We had to practice and complete various tests to gain our Lifeguard certification. So there we were, a bunch of young teenagers in skin-tight swimsuits practicing how to rescue each other in the water. The 2 women who led the class were in my graduating class in high school. We had known them for many years; one of them was very attractive, with tan skin, curly brown hair, and an amazing bombshell body that looked even sexier in the tight lifeguard one-piece. The other instructor was also attractive: a skinnier blonde girl with a less pretty face and a flatter body, but still nice.
They needed a volunteer to pretend to be paralyzed so they could demonstrate how we would save them. I decided to volunteer because I was never opposed to being the center of attention, and who wouldn’t want 2 women in swimsuits to manhandle their body while they pretend to be unconscious. They lifted me onto the aquatic stretcher, and that’s when I heard the surrounding audience quietly chuckle. I’m sure many of the guys reading this are familiar with having their small penis stick straight out on top of their balls instead of hanging down. Well, the water was extra cold as it was May, and to my horror, as I lay on my back, my penis seemed to poke straight up in my trunks in a way that looked like the world’s smallest boner. Even one of the instructors chuckled! I couldn’t adjust it or do anything about it because the whole class of about 8 guys and 20 girls was watching.
One of those girls watching would later spread the word of my “micro penis” to the whole lifeguard team. But that came about 2 months later, after my failed attempt at having sex with her.
I’ll refer to her as Maddie. She caught my eye for the unconventional reasons. First off, she was overweight- not huge, but definitely chubby – and not necessarily in the right places either. She had curly brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes. She was not very intelligent, which made me feel more confident around her. The one thing that caught my eye was her pubic hair creeping out of her tight one-piece swimsuit. It was during the same 2- day certification training that I saw this as I was performing the same saving technique that exposed my small penis to the whole class through my trunks.
Fast forward 2 months. The virgin wars were in full swing, and my options had dwindled quickly. Most of the hotter girls were either already claimed by my friends, some other guy, or they weren’t interested. As the clock ticked, one of my competitors had sex, officially leaving it down to 2 real competitors left. I really didn’t want to lose, so I decided to pursue the overweight girl from earlier, whose pubic hair couldn’t seem to leave my mind. One day in July, she was attending a baseball game with 4 or 5 other lifeguard girls and my friend Nate. Nate told me that he asked her and she said she would have sex with me. He invited me over to one of the girls’ houses later; they would be sleeping over there, and I would be able to have sex with Maddie in one of the guest rooms.
I began to anticipate it heavily. Keep in mind I never hung out with this girl on my own; we only talked at work and maybe occasionally at a work party. In many ways we were strangers, which didn’t help since it was going to be my first time. I remember thinking I should jerk off before I went over, because I wanted to last longer. This was where the first troubles began.
For some strange reason, I couldn’t get my dick hard as I sat on the toilet trying to masturbate. This was never something I had trouble with before, besides once before when I tried to masturbate on LSD. Looking back now, I was clearly just nervous, and my penis sort of shut down in a way. I did what I remember worked that one time on LSD. I watched cuck-hold porn and was able to get my dick hard, and I came. I was definitely concerned by this, but I shook it off.
I met up with some of my guy friends while I waited for the girls to get back from the baseball game. I bought a handle of either vodka or Rum and began to drink it heavily on its own. I figured if I got really drunk, I wouldn’t be nervous and nothing could go wrong—a rookie mistake looking back.
Eventually, around 9 pm, I made it to the girl’s place, and we all began to hang out and drink together. Most of the night is a blur, but eventually we were all hanging outside, and I asked Maddie if she wanted to go to the guest room. There wasn’t any flirting or touchiness leading up to this, as I had zero confidence or game at the time. We got into the room and began to make out. I didn’t waste much time before I went down to give her head. I figured I’d take the lead and be a gentleman, and I had always wanted to eat a girl out. Her pussy tasted pretty bad; keep in mind they had been at a baseball game all day before this, and she was a little overweight. Her pussy was also hairy, not a crazy bush, but maybe a modest 3-4 weeks of growth.
With how drunk I was, I didn’t care much; I went to town and made her orgasm pretty quickly, writhing for a minute or two. It was during this time that I noticed my penis was as soft as ever. I was so in my own head, on top of being drunk as a skunk, that there was no way my dick would get hard. After she came, she asked me to fuck her. I went to get over her, but she noticed something was wrong after about 5-10 seconds. She reached for my dick to try and jerk it off, and she used 2 fingers on my soft 1.5-2 inch, thin penis. She spent about 3-4 seconds doing this before exclaiming, “I can’t do this,” and literally getting up and leaving the room.
So here I was, alone in the room with my soft dick, drunk, and pussy less.
I knew she was about to go into the other room and tell all the girls what happened. I texted my friends my own side of the story so they would know before they heard her version. Sure enough, she told all the girls that I had a micro penis. The next person to come into the room was my friend Nate; he asked what happened, and I said I was drunk asf and couldn’t get hard. The sad part is my dick is actually like 5 inches hard and very usable. Unfortunately for me, the word going around the lifeguards was that I had a true micro penis.
Maddie eventually came back and slept the night with me in the bed. We cuddled, but that was about all. I didn’t sleep a lick, just sat there awake all night thinking of how everyone at work thinks I have a micro penis. I think she might have apologized or something, but I don’t remember. What I do remember is that in the morning I woke up and saw the name of the group chat we had used to plan the hang out the night before had been changed to a shrimp emoji by one of the hot girls, among many other small dick jokes.
I remember going into work a day or two later. As I walked down the path through the park to get to the beach, 2 of the younger lifeguards that I didn’t know were laughing at me. Sure enough, the word was already going around the beach, and people who I didn’t even know now fully believed I had a micro penis. I quit about 2 days later after working one more shift. The summer only had like 3 weeks left anyway, and I had to get out of there.
Funny enough, I did have sex with Maddie a year later during the next Summer. That time it was on my accord, and it was still awkward for other reasons, but it was a good time. I technically lost the virgin wars, aside from the one guy who we knew wouldn’t get laid. I ended up losing my virginity to a really freaky black girl my sophomore year of college. I’ve had plenty of success since then, and haven’t had a real sph experience in a while. I found myself drawn to sph after this summer of lifeguarding. I can’t remember whether I was into it before, but I know I am now.
Unfortunately, my life is mostly sph-free now, aside from occasionally tricking my girlfriend into making fun of my dick or other things like that. Sometimes, I look back at the lifeguard summer and wish I could live it all again. Even though at the time I thought it was the worst thing ever.
The End.
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