Lifeguarding in New Jersey

Summers during college I worked as a lifeguard at an ocean beach in New Jersey. Two high school buddies, Jay and Phil, were guards there too. It was a really fun summer, a good social group of guards, mostly guys working as guards, but about 20% women, and lots of other women hanging around.

One Monday I felt a hand hit my nuts – I was wearing the regulation blue speedo lifeguard suit and I could immediately tell the hand got me pretty good. I groaned, bent over, cupped myself and heard Jay laughing. Jay was that guy who racked everyone throughout school. “I’m gonna get you back” I warned, laughing too.

“What happened,” Michele, another guard asked us.

“I just nailed Mike in the balls” Jay began to brag, but as he said “balls” Phil, who had snuck up on Jay from the side, landed his fist in Jay’s junk. I literally saw the fist hit Jay’s balls since they were pretty visible in his speedos.

“Ugh” Jay moaned, and we all laughed at him.

“Thanks dude,” I said to Phil. As Phil and I slapped hands, Jay’s hand slapped Phil’s balls.

“Ugh” Phil cried out.

“Got you!” Jay said, adding “Now we’re even.” Instinctively Phil and I agreed -- even though that was not the case since he hit both of us and I never got him back, but I did not want to be in a nut-war with Jay, and certainly not in speedos.

We all recovered pretty quick – they were basically light ball taps – and thought that was the end of it. Michele, however, had other ideas…