The Lifeguards

On a scorching summer day, the beach stretched out before Brad and Aiden, the rhythmic crash of waves echoing against the shore. Brad, a blond young man with broad shoulders and a bronzed, toned physique, was your typical country boy trying to make it in the big city. He wasn't the brightest but he had a heart of gold and was as brave as a lion. Standing beside him was Aiden, a lean but fit young man in his late teens, currently undergoing lifeguard training under Brad's guidance.

"Why the hell are you wearing speedos?" Brad teased Aiden, his tone light-hearted. "Leave me alone, it's all they had for me today," Aiden responded, shifting uncomfortably from one leg to the other. The speedo was indeed too tight, causing him discomfort in the crotch. "Make sure they give you proper lifeguard shorts; you look ridiculous," Brad laughed, trying to avert his eyes from Aiden's thick bulge.

As they surveyed the area, their attention was drawn to Nadine, the flight attendant with the massive tits whom Brad and Aiden had met the evening before at the hotel bar. She had shared stories of her travels and layovers, leaving a lasting impression on the two lifeguards.

"Hey, check her out, isn't that that busty flight attendant from the bar yesterday?" Brad remarked with a grin, nudging Aiden playfully. "Man, look at these things. They exceed the measurements for hand baggage for sure."

Aiden chuckled, his gaze following Nadine's movements. Her breasts were so big, he could see them from behind. "Yeah, I bet she gets strip-searched at every airport security screening. She's definitely got everyone's attention."

Indeed, people around Nadine were stealing glances in her direction, some more discreetly than others.

"She's heading into the water," Aiden observed, shading his eyes against the sun. "Should we keep an eye on her?"

Brad nodded: "Yeah, let's stay alert. She might be overheated from the sun. Just don't forget to look out for the other people too, you hear me?“ Both guys chuckled again.

Nadine walked confidently into the waves, her bikini-clad figure cutting through the water. Suddenly, her steps faltered, and she collapsed into the surf. Brad and Aiden sprang into action.

"Let's go!" Brad called out, already grabbing the buoy and descending the tower stairs.

Aiden followed closely behind, pressing play on the radio. The drum intro of the Baywatch theme song echoed over the speakers across the beach. As they reached the water's edge, Nadine's body was partially submerged. Brad waded in and grabbed Nadine by the broad back strap of her bikini top, pulling her head above water. He instructed Aiden to grab her by the feet. Together, they carefully dragged her out of the water to the upbeat voice of Jimi Jamison. „What the hell is that? Did you put this on?“ Brad asked Aiden as he suddenly became aware of the music around them. Aiden shrugged sheepishly. „Yeah I thought, you know …“ but Brad interrupted Aiden harshly: „Jesus, Aiden, help me with her, we need to get the water out of her lungs.“

As they laid Nadine on the sand, Brad and Aiden quickly assessed her condition. Nadine was pale and unresponsive, her massive chest barely rising with shallow breaths. Brad took charge, tilting Nadine's head back and checking her airway, while Aiden knelt by her feet, hypnotized by the sway of the flight attendant's heavy breasts.

Brad began administering basic first aid, ensuring Nadine's airway was clear. He carefully tilted her onto her side, allowing water to drain from her mouth. Her soft boobs wobbled over to the side, giving Aiden a full view of her underboob. Aiden swallowed, trying to remain composed despite his nerves, his speedo was killing him.

After what felt like an eternity, Nadine let out a cough, spitting up seawater. Relief washed over Brad and Aiden's faces as Nadine's breathing gradually steadied.

"She's coming around," Brad said, his voice filled with reassurance. "Stay with us, Nadine."

Nadine's eyelids fluttered open, her hazel eyes struggling to focus. "Wha... what happened?" she murmured, her voice hoarse.

"You fainted in the water," Aiden explained gently. "We're lifeguards. You're safe now."

Nadine blinked, gradually regaining her bearings. "Thank you," she managed to say, her voice weak but grateful. She managed a faint smile. "You saved me," she said, her gaze shifting between Brad and Aiden.

"Just doing our job, Miss." Brad said and suddenly paled, as his eyes fell on Aiden's Speedo. Somehow Aiden's semi-hard-on had found its way out of the leghole without Aiden noticing it and was dangling between Aidens knees almost touching the sand.

Brad realized he was sporting a tent as well, but he shook off his distraction, focusing back on Nadine's condition. "Let's get you sitting up slowly," he suggested, glancing over at Aiden to ensure they worked together smoothly – jeez, that thing is huge! Brad's cheeks flushed, embarrassed by his momentary lapse in professionalism. Aiden, still oblivious of what was going on, helped adjusting Nadine's legs to support Nadine as Brad helped her into a seated position. Brad couldn't help but notice Aiden's plump glans gracing against Nadine's legs. Nadine leaned against Brad's shoulder briefly, still feeling weak from the ordeal.

"Thank you both," Nadine said again, her voice a bit stronger. Her breasts were resting on her tummy, trembling like jelly. Her nipples were perked up, every detail of her areolas was visible through the wet fabric. "I must have underestimated the sun," she said.

"It happens," Brad reassured her mustering all his professionalism in the face of these two giant orbs of fat and meat. "Just take it easy for now."

Aiden nodded in agreement, feeling relieved that Nadine was responsive and recovering. "Do you need us to call anyone for you? Maybe a friend or a colleague?"

Nadine shook her head gently. "No, thank you. I think I'll be okay."

As they helped Nadine back to her feet, she steadied herself. "I should probably head back to my towel," she murmured, glancing in the direction of her spot on the beach. Suddenly Aiden and Brad became aware of the staring crowd around them. Everyone was enjoying the spectacle and some seemed to be quite busy with their hands under their towels.

Brad and Aiden exchanged a look, silently agreeing to escort her back. "We'll walk with you," Brad offered, gesturing for Nadine to lean on his arm for support. He carefully took a peek into her impressive cleavage, still glistening wet in the sun. „To think you could have drowned despite having your own life buoys with you,“ he joked and immediately regretted it. But Nadine was still too shaky to do more than just give out a sigh.

Aiden followed closely behind, yet not aware of his drooling member dangling outside his speedo and still slightly flustered from the intense moment. "Let us know if you need anything else, Nadine."

As they approached Nadine's towel, she turned to face Brad and Aiden, completely missing Aidens growing erection and Brad's obvious tent "I owe you both a drink," she said. "Meet me at the hotel bar later?"

Brad shivered as his balls released a load into his shorts. "Ahhh … absolutely, we'd …. lohooove to hear more about your adventures as a flight attendant."

Aiden nodded a bit confused about Brad's unexpected speech impediment. "Count us in," he managed to say, when a sudden wave of relief originating from his groin swept across his body. Bewildered he looked down on himself and froze as he became aware of his exposed and down-pointing erection. Brad had followed Aidens eyes and both guys were now watching in shock, as a fat white wad was flying towards Nadine's legs, rotating around its own axis in slow motion. Thank god the busty flight attendant was still too dizzy to notice the warm splash against her knee.

With a final wave, Nadine made her way back to her towel, leaving Brad and Aiden behind. Brad could feel lumpy cum dripping on his left foot. Aidens thick cock was softening again, a thick glob still dangling on a strand from its tip. They watched her go, seeing her massive tits swaying past her thin frame with every step. The events of the day solidified their bond as lifeguards and newfound friends.

"Looks like we've got a story to tell," Brad remarked still hypnotized.

Aiden nodded, absentmindedly. "Yeah, we do."