The guard stand
 

Most of the day was done. The girls had left a few hours ago, along with some of the guys. Bryan drove home alone with Steph, their relationship hitting new levels of discovery. A ride filled with kisses, erotic hand holds, and a few well paced rubs. Enough to make any swimsuit fill with desire. Joel and Jimmy were the lone survivors, Jimmy stayed back to help Joel clean up the place. Even Nick had left, catching a ride with Ashish, who showed up alone to the party. The charade of homework, but in his heart Jimmy knew better. Jimmy was still in his swimsuit, a very attractive print Speedo, red against a black background. Joel, who had gone for a run on the beach was in the cutest pair of orange BOA running shorts, sweaty and a black liner made a brief like view visible underneath. They were both bare-chested, Joel a smooth chest and abs, no hair and Jimmy a rail thin abdomen and chest that had yet to become the manly body he would grow into. Both cute and both hot in the eyes of their peer aged girls. Joel’s shorts clung to the rise of a very nice bump out in his groin, Jimmy’s swimsuit gave every indication of his religion.


“I think Grampie would be happy,” Joel said as he folded the last towel. The place looked perfect, in fact more perfect than when the guys arrived. “How about a walk along the beach before we head out,” Joel suggested.

“That would be cool,” Jimmy replied. The two guys were becoming deep friends.

“Hey, we have some wine left,” Joel offered, “not much, but we can finish the bottle off and bury it in the trash downstairs,” Joel added. He grabbed two red solo cups and filled each about half way from a bottle of cheap Gallo Chardonnay. “Here,” he extended the filled cup to Jimmy.

“Thanks, man,” Jimmy replied. The smile between them connected, Joel feeling a tingle as their eyes met. The guys headed out the door.

The beach was quiet, typical of late on Sunday in the off season. A few older folks from the nearby retirement condo complex, but no younger folks and no one in skimpy shorts or clingy swimsuits. They headed south, toward a more desolate part of the beach, the white sand laid out before them. The footprints of all the walkers before imprinted in the sand.

“Did you ever think we’d get some of those guys in a Speedo?” Jimmy asked.

“No way,” answered Joel. “Heck I never thought I’d ever wear a Speedo myself. I have to admit, though, I see why you like them.”

“Why is that?” Jimmy asked.

“They feel so awesome on, and I think they really look cool, too.” Joel replied. “I mean they fit great.” Jimmy smiled.

“You look awesome in a swimsuit,” Jimmy replied. “I mean you are tall and got a great body, lean and mean.”

“I feel like I am too skinny, but with running I can’t really help it.” Joel asked.

“No way are you too skinny. You look amazing.” Jimmy replied. He meant it. Jimmy had eyed every inch of Joel when he was in the Speedo he borrowed. He also liked how Joel looked in his sleek running shorts.

They found an abandoned guard stand. The beach around it empty. Joel climbed up on it first, it was about six feet high with a bench big enough for two. It was set back from the water, well out of any danger of waves puling it away. “Hey, come on up,” Joel motioned to Jimmy. Jimmy obeyed and climbed up the front ladder, Joel watching. The two ended up sitting side by side, bodies touching along the legs and at the waist,

“This is awesome,” Jimmy began as they watched the waves roll ashore. The sun was starting its descent into the water, but sunset was a good hour or more away.

“I love watching sunsets at the beach,” Joel replied. “They are amazing.” The two guys sat silent for quite a while, sipping the wine from the solo cups. They were both turned on, but not aroused, at least not aroused to the point it showed. It was an awkward moment, neither guy sure what to do or say next, but both wanting to say something.

“Hey Jimmy, can I ask you something?” Joel finally broke the ice. Jimmy nodded his consent saying nothing. “You ever been attracted to another guy, I mean not as a friend, but like really attracted?” The question caught Jimmy off guard. He never thought Joel would be asking him such a question, let alone thinking about it.

“I guess so,” Jimmy replied. “I mean there are some guys I think are really cute and I like the way they look and stuff…” Jimmy trailed off. The silence was awkward, neither guy sure where the conversation was going next. They watched the waves, Joel fidgeted with his hands, touching his knees and his legs. “Why do you ask?” Jimmy finally broke the silence.

“You can’t tell anyone,” Joel started. “I was watching Bryan yesterday and this morning and well, you know, it was like how I think I am suppose to feel when I see a really cute girl,” Joel confided slowly and cautiously. “I mean I got all turned on,” he added. Jimmy listened. “I’ve never had that happen before, with a guy or a girl. You can’t tell anyone,” Joel added at the end, again.

“Hey, it is Bryan. He is really hot looking.” Jimmy replied. “Everyone gets a boner over Bryan.” he laughed.

“I’m being serious,” Joel replied.

“Sorry,” Jimmy said softly, feeling bad that he made Joel feel he was not taking the discussion serious.

“And then today, watching you as we cleaned up, you looked so sexy doing the dishes in just that swimsuit,” Joel continued. “I liked everything about it, your legs, your chest, even how you made that swimsuit look. I really like you, Jimmy.” With that Joel put his right hand on Jimmy’s left leg. Jimmy flinched a little, but let it stay. “You think I might be gay?”

“Hey Joel, you and I are alike,” Jimmy started out his reply. “ I really do like guys. I am pretty sure I am, but you have to figure that out on your own. I mean all weekend I kept getting all boner watching the guys in those swimsuits.”

“Are you and Nick an item?” Joel asked. “I mean you guys hang out all the time and did those long walks alone.”

“Yeah, I guess we are.,” Jimmy replied.

“Too bad,” Joel replied. “I was hoping you and I could become closer.” The statement immediately caused Jimmy to blush and his body started to respond to the turn on, the bulge of his swimsuit filling out.

“We can still be awesome friends.” Jimmy replied.

“Thanks man,” Joel replied. The two then jumped from the tower and spontaneously hugged. It was the first time ever Jimmy had hugged a guy, and like a first time anything, his shorts swelled with his sexual charge. Jimmy felt Joel against him, which caused a similar reaction inside the tight print Speedo. Neither guy cared.

They headed back to the condo, laughing and carrying on, as if the weight of the world had been lifted off at least one of their shoulders. Jimmy stayed in his swimsuit the whole trip home. Joel enjoyed the view.

WHEW!!!! I was getting worried that the stories weren't continueing! Thanks for another great chapter!

Wonderful chapter full of the adolescent angst, uncertainty, and questioning of one's sexuality. I'm up next and hope to get another chapter written within the next week. Thanks for the positive comments solar guy. I know it keeps me writing and I think STS feels the same way.

D67

Another wonderful chapter. Please keep up the great work!!!!

The ride home
 

The ride home would take about two hours, two hours for Joel to admire Jimmy in his tight swimsuit. They had talked earlier in the day about Joel's attraction to Jimmy, about Jimmy and Nick being an "item", and about Joel's disappointment about not being able to get closer to Jimmy. As they drove, Joel decided he wanted to open the conversation again.

"Jimmy, I hope you won't get mad, but I want to talk so more about what we talked about on the beach earlier today. I have some more questions and I think you have more experience with this than I do. And don't think I'm trying to hit on you, well maybe I am," Joel laughed, "cause I'm really not."

"It's cool Joel", Jimmy replied. "I'm OK with talking more about it. But don't think I have more experience than you, because I don't. When I was confused I talked to my sister Angie, and that helped me, so if you want to talk more, go ahead."

"Well, here goes. After we talked and we jumped down from the guard stand, we hugged and we both got hard and it felt really good. So, does that mean I'm gay and because you got turned on, then you're into me?"

Jimmy struggled to respond to Joel. "You're right, we both got turned on. I'm not sure I know what it meant. Like I really like Nick, I guess, sort of like a boyfriend, but I also like you in a different way. But, yeah, I did get aroused, and maybe that means that I am gay and that I get turned on by good looking guys like you, especially when you're wearing skimpy running shorts or the speedo you borrowed from me."

Joel took all of this in and after a long pause said, "maybe I'm gay too, because I boned up looking at Bryan in his tiny speedo, I got hard looking at you in your speedo while you were washing the dishes, and the same thing happened looking at the other guys in speedos on the beach."

"The same thing happens to me, Joel," answered Jimmy.

"So what's different? You get turned on by good looking, well built guys in speedos, but there's something more for you with Nick. I get turned on by good looking, well built guys in speedos, but there's something more for me with you. What does it mean."

"Wow, dude, you're really getting deep here, you're really thinking hard about this," said Jimmy. "What I feel about Nick is that he's funny, he's cute, he can be serious, and he really likes me for me, not just for my abs and my dick. And I think those are the things about me that you like. Who knows, if I had gotten to know you before I knew Nick, maybe it would be that way for us."

"You're right Jimmy, those are the things about you that I like, and although I really like the way you pack a speedo, that's really not the only reason for me. It's the other things, you can really be funny, and you know how to make someone feel better."

By this time, the guys were about half way home, when after a long silence, Jimmy asked, "Joel, have you ever done anything with another guy, or wanted to do something?"

"Now who's getting deep here?" Joel exclaimed.

"Well, it's a logical question considering what we've been talking about almost all day. You don't have to answer if you don't want to," said Jimmy, wondering if he had taken this too far.

"No, I'm OK with answering, just a little surprised -I thought you and Nick being together and all, had done stuff and wouldn't need to ask."

"I'm being really honest here dude, the only thing Nick and I have done is to hold hands. I want to do more and I know he does too, but we're just waiting and I don't really know why."

"To answer your question, I've never done anything with a guy or with a girl, but I want to, but I feel like it has to be the right guy at the right time," Joel said.

"I think that's what it is for me too," said Jimmy. "I think Nick is the right guy but I want to be sure."

At this point, the trip was almost over, and both guys were quiet, deep in thought. They had some very deep conversations and felt like they had a lot of things to think about.

"Thanks for talking, Jimmy," said Joel even though you just like me for my abs, my lean body and my dick...lol"

"Thanks for starting the conversation, Joel. It's not easy talking about these things, but you are really easy to talk to, and you really do have a nice dick that shows through your speedo," Jimmy laughed.

The two were quiet for the rest of the trip. When they reached Jimmy's house, he got out and said,"thanks for everything, not just for driving me home. See you at practice."

"Yeah, see you at practice, and thanks for everything too, not just for helping me clean up the condo."

.......to be continued

Great chapter
 

Love the dialogue. Depth, humor, exploration all wrapped into a very complex and twisting conversation. Very impressed.

STS

Hi guys,

I'd love to see a new chapter please. It's been a while.

Bryan's Dilemma
 

“See you at the meet, tomorrow,” Bryan said as gave Stephanie a hug and kiss. Their relationship was blossoming and they were exploring the limits further and further each time they spent together. Bryan jumped in his Jeep Wrangler, a hot red one that Steph loved, and blew her another kiss. He looked so cute in his blue print board shorts that hung low on his hips revealing the waistband of the swimsuit he wore under. He was shirtless, his tight abs and muscular chest showing the efforts of his swi mming. She most loved him in his team swimsuits. Wearing those she could hardly keep her hands off him.

“Can’t wait to see you in your Speedo,” she texted him as quickly as he pulled from the curb. He smiled at the note. A tingle of sensation ran between his legs. He always found himself getting turned on when he was around Steph, most especially if he was in his swim team suits. He felt himself get hard, his shorts and the suit underneath straining against his youthful sexual zest. The side effects of their time alone in his jeep on the private road near leading back to Alligator Pond.

The meet tomorrow was a large coed meet, one of the bigger ones where the guys and girls teams swam together. It was a nearly full day event. All the swimmers were pumped up about it. It was being hosted this year at their own school, so they had home pool advantage. It would draw a big crowd, and the swim boosters, a collection of swimmer parents and friends, offered free hot dogs and burgers for any students watching the meet. That usually brought the crowd in. Of course, there would be the contingent of cute girls there to simply check out the cute guys in their tight little swimsuits.

“Dude, no sex,” came a text from Jimmy on Bryan’s cell phone, breaking his mind from the lustful thoughts. Bryan had confided in Jimmy that he really wanted to go “all the way” with Steph and he shared intimate details of what they had already.

“Not yet,” he texted back. “But I might need to do myself…lol” Bryan added.

“Yeah, but you do that three times a day,” Jimmy shot back.

“LMAO,” Bryan replied. He got out of the Jeep, tugged the front of his shorts and pushed his bulging anatomy down. The house was empty, so he bounded upstairs to his room. A picture of Ryan Lochte graced the swim wall, while a pin up of some hot beach volleyball player in her skimpy bikini graced the ceiling above his bed. A flat screen he saved money for was on the wall at the end of his bed, a really awesome 50 inch specimen that was his pride and joy. He shed the shorts, locked his door, and dived onto the bed. He laid there, naked but for the swimsuit, and rubbed his hand over his bulge. He loved admiring himself, especially when his manhood looked so large. He wasn’t hard, but he was full of desire.

Stephanie laid on her bed thinking about the night they had just had. Until tonight, their relationship had not ventured much past kissing, but tonight they both explored each other’s bodies. The country road was quiet, they were alone, and the pond was calm as glass. It was appropriately named, as alligators were frequently seen. Bryan had slipped off his boardies and shirt, revealing his tightly packed swimsuit, an Arena print. She had on a floral print bikini top and green bikini bottoms. As they made out, their hands wandered down to lower parts on the body, She had never felt a guy’s anatomy before tonight, the way his wrapped around and down between his legs. Bryan was positioned down. She marveled at how he seemed to grow into her hand each time she rubbed over him. As she replayed the night, her own body shuddered with the titillating sensations of what he would have felt like with her.

The alarm rang out early at 5 am. Bryan had fitfully slept, the result of his constant state of arousal and the erections that came with it. He was still in the swimsuit, he rubbed himself, feeling his current erection. He laid on his back, one hand on his chest, and one on his crotch. “Probably should get up,” he thought.

“Good morning sweet boy,” rang out a text from Stephanie. “Hope you slept well. I dreamt of you all night.”

“Good morning. Me too. I think I need a cold shower,” Bryan texted back.

Jimmy, Nick, and the other guys, along with Bryan, started a text exchange. They would all meet at 6 at Nick’s house for a pre meet breakfast. They had to be at the pool at 7:30. The meet started at 8:30.

Jimmy shot Nick a picture of himself in his swimsuit. “Ready!” he texted with it. Nick smiled at the pic and shot back a similar one of himself.

“Mom’s already cooking,” Nick tested the guys.

Bryan grabbed his meet suits, two of them, and tossed them in his swim bag. He slipped his favorite pair of goggles in the side pocket, along with two back up pairs. Still in the same swimsuit he slept in, he headed to the shower.

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The stands were packed, even at the early hour of 8 am on a Saturday. The main pool was race ready, team banners hung from the fence along the far side. The main outdoor pool was a new 50 meter pool, one of the few on the Florida high school circuit. The older 25 yard pool adjacent to it was being used as the warm up pool and was already full of swimmers.

:“I really should have jacked myself,” Bryan said to Jimmy as he pushed his still somewhat aroused anatomy into the tiny, tight, white team race suit, the one with the strategically placed tornado that rose from between the legs to cover the bulging front.

“Better that you saved your energy,” Jimmy replied. “Plus you will look hotter with a bigger package.”

“Yeah, show some dick to the whole school,” Bryan laughed as he tied his strings.

“Okay team huddle,” the Captain called out. All the guys gathered around, a hearty display of maleness clad in what were probably the best looking team suits in the state. “On three…1,2,3...”

“Tornadoes! Eat our wake!” the guys said in unison, loudly.

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Bold announcements were usually left for the more popular sports, but this was such a big meet the home team decided to break rank. “Ladies and gentlemen, Students and Parents, here come your Tornadoes” called out the announcer as the guys and the girls emerged from the locker room area, all coming forward in two lines, guys to the right, ladies to the left. Bryan walked side by side with Stephanie, they held hands. She was smiling, while Bryan had a more serious look. His bulge was prominent, he was pointed up, and his outlined hugged the top of his waistband. Finally, he turned and looked at Stephanie and smiled. She patted his butt.

“Kick butt,” she said as the guys and girls parted to huddle with their coach.

“You too,” Bryan replied.

The team was on fire. By the noon break, Bryan had won his first two events and placed second in his third. Jimmy placed second in his first event, third in his second event. He had one to go. Nick kicked butt in all his events. Stephanie broke a school record in her first event and was second in the other. The team was in the top spot for the meet so far, but the biggest events came after the noon break.

While the crowd chowed down on the free burgers and dogs, most of the guys in the crowd bare-chested in the Florid heat, and most wearing board shorts. The girls were all in skimpy tops and even slighter shorts, making most of the guys wild and horny. Joel and the cross country team had joined the action, having arrived back from an early meet at Lakes. Joel looked hot, dressed in his slight running shorts and no shirt. Joel waved to Jimmy as he ate a burger with fellow teammates from the running team. Joel's shorts bulged as he admired the cute swimmers in their awesome swimsuits. So many hot guys so naked.

The swimmers either ate very light or not at all. Stephanie and Bryan sat together at the far end of the bleachers reserved for the swimmers. Bryan ate a few bites of a protein bar sharing the rest of it with Stephanie. They sipped a power drink.

“You look so cute,” Bryan said to her as they sat. He had his hands at his side.

“You, too.” Stephanie replied. “You are the hottest guy here. And you look amazing in the team swimsuits.” she added. Bryan blushed. He slid his hand behind her and rubbed the back of her one piece suit, the lycra sliding under his hand.

Stephanie placed her hand on Bryan’s right knee. The feel of her caused a tingle inside his suit. “Don’t get a boner,” he thought to himself. He could feel himself wanting to respond to her. He wiggled his legs a bit, fending off the urge.

“What are you swimming next,” Bryan asked. He slid his hand down to the base of her back. He leaned back n the bleacher, resting himself against the seat behind.

“Long,” Stephanie replied. “My last event. Then I can come watch your team events.”

“Cool,” he replied. “They said the IM’s will be in the short pool. Not sure why.” Bryan added. Stephanie’s hand had wandered up his leg, about midway to his crotch.

“Want to do something after?” Stephanie asked. She shifted her hand to his chest, resting it flat over his breastbone.

“What did you have in mind,” Bryan replied with a smile. “I mean after last night, I want to do a lot of things,” he gave her a grin.

Bryan's Dilemma continued
 

“Maybe, one day, cowboy.” Stephanie replied. “But I thought maybe we could go to a water park and just have fun. Get some of the team to go.” She rubbed his chest as she talked. She laid out plans, he hand wandering over him, getting closer and closer to the top of his suit.

Bryan wasn’t sure what to do. He had stopped listening to her, his mind trying to concentrate on how he was responding to her feeling his body. He wiggled his legs trying to stay off the growing anatomy inside the tight swimsuit. “Oh crap,” he thought to himself as he felt himself getting very hard. He took her hand into his and guided it to the bench between them. Bryan looked down at his bulge, he was pressing hard against the top of the suit. Between yesterday and last night, his body responded fats, too fast, a reflection of how badly he wanted to release.

Stephanie knew she was turning him on. She could see that he was really filling out the suit. Not having much experience with guys, she had no idea how difficult she was making it for Bryan. Bryan took his right hand and adjusted the position of himself, relieving the pressure against the top of his suit and the likelihood he was going to pop out. His manly outline was not pointed to the left, every detail outlined by the tight lycra. Luckily the suit was dry, the white material became somewhat translucent when wet.

“You turn me on,” Stephanie whispered to him.

“Thanks, and you can see you turn me on,” Bryan replied. He could not believe he was bone hard at a swim meet. Her hand was again on his leg, rubbing him all the way up to his crotch. He wanted to ask her to stop, but was afraid she would be upset. Bryan thought about everything he could.

Stephanie leaned over and kissed him. She was getting aroused, too, watching him, her arousal not noticeable to those around, at least not like on a guy “Maybe we can have some alone time later,” she whispered.

“That would be cool,” Bryan replied, trying to remain calm, despite the situation. He felt the sensations growing rapidly within him, the ones that told him he was close.

“Oh wow, Stephanie, you really have turned me on,” Bryan finally said. He leaned forward on his knees and really was shaking his legs. Bryan felt trapped. He needed to get into the pool, let the cold water do it’s thing, but he could not stand up this way. Bryan bent all the way over, hanging his head between his knees. His manhood pressed against the suit. Steph rubbed his shoulders.

“Sorry,” she said. “I guess I didn’t realize what I was doing to you.”

“It’s okay,” Bryan replied. “But I can’t stand up.” There was no way he could walk around the pool like this, but the meet was about to resume. "What do I do," Bryan thought to himself, his body pressing hard inside the suit. He was almost bursting out of it, no where else for his anatomy to go.

Lunch was over and Bryan’s event was next. The swimmers were being called to the warm up pool. Bryan had no choice. Slowly he stood. It was a long walk past the crowd to the warm up pool. Everything about him now on display. It was a swimmer guy's worst possible situation.

Loving it. Great chapter. Poor Bryan. What will happen to him...Will he make it to the pool in time? And how many people will notice? Can't wait for the next chapter!!

Terrific chapter! You really took Bryan and Stephanie to the next level and it was so "cute" the way Stephanie really didn't realize what she was doing to Bryan. You've given me some great material to work with.

Note to a speedo minded guy: We aim to please so it won't be long before I write the next chapter. Thanks for all your positive comments.

D67

Bryan's Dilemma: What to do?
 

Bryan screwed up all his courage and stood up to take what seemed like it was going to be a very long walk on the pool deck to his event. He felt like he was about to be walking the plank. He had been so turned on by Stephanie and had gotten a major hardon, but he had very few options. Actually, he had only one option - he had to swim his event so he had to make that long walk.

"Holy crap, do you see Bryan's boner?" exclaimed Jimmy as he watched Bryan walk across the pool deck. "He must have been really turned on by Stephanie while they we're sitting in the stands."

"Yeah, I saw them during lunch and saw how Stephanie was moving her hand up and down Bryan's chest and leg and then on top of his suit, he must have been going nuts," said Nick.

"And because this is our home meet and we're wearing our home suits, not a whole lot is left to the imagination," answered Joel. "You can see everything right through the white of the suits. Bryan's dick is so clear - you can see the head and even the veins right through the material." As soon as he said that, he thought, a little embarrassed, "did I really say that?"

Jimmy, Nick and Joel had been sitting together during lunch and since the weekend at Joel's grandfather's condo, they had been hanging out together a lot. Joel understood, not happily, that Jimmy and Nick were an item, but he still wanted to hang out with them whenever he could. Jimmy had told Nick of his and Joel's conversation after everyone else had left to go home, and Nick was cool with it - he liked Joel and even though he knew Joel had the hots for his boyfriend, Nick didn't mind it at all when the three of them were together.

"Hey guys, what do you think Bryan's going to do?" asked Jimmy. "Our home suits are so low cut so if Bryan doesn't keep himself off to the left, you know if nature takes its course, his dick might come spilling over the top of the waistband and you know what else could come spilling over. God, I feel so bad for him - he's in such a tough spot and has no good options."

Meanwhile, Stephanie was watching Bryan as he carefully stood up, tried to tuck himself back in a little deeper, and then slowly started walking onto the pool deck to his event. "What have I done to him,?" Stephanie thought. "I had no idea that what I was doing was going to cause Bryan to get so aroused. What is he going to do when he has to get up onto the starting block where he will be so exposed and everyone will see him?"

Bryan walked very slowly to the starting block. Because of his time in this event, the 100 breaststroke, he was in lane 3, right there for everyone to see him. Bryan was afraid to cover himself with his hands fearing that any slight touch would set off a huge explosion. So he just walked as slowly as he could, head up, hoping that he could get to the starting block, climb up, and pray that the event wouldn't be delayed by a false start. "I have to get into the pool and fast or I'm going to blow right here," Bryan thought. "Once I get in the water, nature will take it's course, and I'll be OK. And I won't even look over at Stephanie, pretend she doesn't exist, that I don't even know her."

"Man, will you look at him," Jimmy cried. "You gotta hope that there will be a clean start and Bryan can get off a fast start and concentrate on the race, not on whether his boner is going to blow."

And then Bryan heard that beautiful music to his ears, "swimmers take your mark, set" and then the starting gun went off. Bryan got off to a great start, as a matter of fact, one of his best because it had to be and by the time he had gotten to the first turn at 25 yards, he was out in front and then he realized, the cold water had taken care of things, and by the end of the race, which Bryan won by a full body length, he could barely feel his package. He let out a huge smile, but only he and Stephanie and his buddies knew that there were two reasons for the smile.

"Damn that was a close call", he thought, "self, remind me to sit in the next county from Stephanie before my events."

In the stands, Jimmy, Nick and Joel could see that Bryan survived a swimmer's worst nightmare. "Hey Nick," Jimmy said, "don't you even think of laying one hand on any part of me before my events."

"Only if you do the same," answered Nick.

"But what about me, does that go for me too?" asked Joel, half joking and half wishful.

"Well, sorry, but that goes for you too, because I know that if you did, I'd be like Bryan but I'd blow before I even get to the starting block, " said Jimmy.

"Yeah, that goes for me too," said Nick.

And even though Joel wished things were different, at least he knew that these two guys acknowledged that they would be turned on by him, as turned on as he was by them. There was some small comfort in that.

........to be continued

Nice continuation. Great dialogue between the guys. In my swim team days, there were many times I needed a well placed jump in the pool. I'll work on a continuation, as soon as I finish the next chapter of Summer in the Band.

STS

Nick's Dilemma
 

Bethany watched from the stands as the guys swim team competed in a three school inter-league meet. Bethany was a taller girl, very cute, dark eyes and long dark hair. She had an infectious smile that made her face light up and made everyone around her smile. She was stunning. She had just moved to the Fort Myers area, a difficult mid high school transfer, and she was trying so much to become a part of her new surroundings. She swam on her old school’s team, but that was a much smaller school than Ft Myers, with its 3000 students, and she was not sure she could fit in. When she saw there was a meet, on her second day at school, she decided to go watch, check things out. Plus, she got to see the cute guys.

Nick and Bethany shared the same homeroom and the same English class. As the guys suited up for the meet, Nick was quiet, distant. Jimmy knew something was up. The usual banter was gone.

“Hey Nick, you okay?” Jimmy asked as he tied up his swim suit. Today the guys were in their blue team race day suits. They looked and fit the same as the white ones, but on these the suits were blue and tornado a swirl of white and off white colors. The suits looked as stunning as the white ones. Jimmy adjusted himself in the suit.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking,” Nick replied.

“Want to clue me in?” Jimmy replied.

Nick was sitting, his suit on, but not tied up yet. He was moving slowly. Jimmy was not sure if he just did not feel well.

“Nah, it’s no big deal, nothing about us,” Nick somewhat lied.

“Alright, man, but we got to get stoked for this meet. Let’s get out there,” Jimmy urged his best friend and emerging partner. Jimmy was really deep on Nick, maybe not in love yet, but close. As close as a teen guy his age could be. Nick was sure he felt the same, at least up until a day ago.

“Class, I’d like you to meet Bethany, she is new today. She comes from…” Nick didn’t really hear the rest. He was not ready for how his body and his mind would react. He found Bethany to be gorgeous, maybe the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Never before had he felt this about a girl, but suddenly he felt himself get aroused, his shorts starting to bulge. He smiled at her as their eyes met.

“Wow, is she ever pretty,” he thought to himself. He adjusted his bulge under the desk. The class had to go around and introduce themselves and say something about who they are. Nick did not listen to anything else, instead watching her smile shyly at the lass. “It must be tough,” Nick thought to himself as he watched her. “My name is Nick. I am on the swim team, maybe you can come see us swim at our meet tomorrow, it is here.” Nick said when it was his turn.

“I’d like that, thanks” she replied. The only reply anyone got. It was also where she got the idea to come to the meet. Secretly, Bethany also thought Nick was cute and so sweet to ask her to come see him swim. After the intros were all over, Bethany sat in a seat in the first row. Nick was in the middle of the third row, a perfect view of her, which he watched the whole class.

“What the heck is happening to me,” Nick thought. His brain was tumultuous with thoughts, confusion and desire. Just a few ours ago, Nick and Jimmy were texting erotic stuff back and forth to each other, mostly about their hot team suits, and now here he was aroused by a girl.. A girl! Class was lost, at the end of the period, Nick had mostly accomplished getting his boner back in control, thank goodness, and scribbling her name down the margin of his notebook, about the only thing he wrote all class.

“So, yeah, it will be cool if you can come,” Nick said to her as they met after class. She had waited specifically for him. “Have you seen the pool, it is pretty neat, and you can use it when we are not practicing.” Nick babbled. She smiled at him, he was so cute trying to make small talk.

“I’d love to see you swim,” she replied. “Count me in!” They swapped cell phone numbers. Nick held his books strategic in front of him. Once again he was getting hard.

“There is no way I can tell Jimmy about this,” Nick had thought as he went off to his next class. He was distant at practice that night, even the banter between Jimmy and him that night was less robust. Now, here they both were, Nick and Jimmy, side by side before the meet. Nick wondered if Bethany would actually be there. “What am I going to do,” he thought to himself.

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“Team huddle,” called out Bryan as the guys in the locker room all finished tying up their suits and checking themselves out in the mirror. The guys all gathered in a circle, a collection of handsome, hot Agon suit clad males wrapped arm in arm. “1,2,3, Tornadoes!” came the chant and the guys broke apart. They would repeat the ritual outside before the meet. Most of them headed into the gang showers for a quick dousing of cool water, a way to make sure they stay in control of their manhood, and because it was require that they shower before swimming.

Nick went right to the pool to warm up. Bethany smiled as she saw him come out of the locker room and parade across the pool deck. “He looks hot,” she thought to herself. His suit put him on display practically naked. She checked every part of him out, even his bulge. She loved the look of a cute swim team guy. She felt a tingle in her body. She waved to him, but he was not looking. He had not seen her yet, or if he had he was being coy about it. There were easily sixty cute guys in various team swimsuits on display, but Bethany only was looking at one. If a girl could fall in love with a guy in a day, she had done just that, at least enough to want to get to know Nick more. A lot more.

The guys lined up for the National Anthem, all three teams, all race brief displayed. Nick saw Bethany in the stands, their eyes met and she smiled at him. That infectious smile. Jimmy was next to him, Bryan after Jimmy. “Hi,” he mouthed back to her. He felt himself tingling between his legs, the start of a very fast reaction as his body filled out his suit quickly. Jimmy noticed it, too.

“Calm down, cowboy,” Jimmy whispered as he secretly rubbed the side of Nick’s leg.

“Crap, I can’t believe this,” Nick replied in a whisper. It was pretty clear he had a boner, at least he thought so. Bethany kept watching him.

“He is so cute,” she thought again. “Look at him standing there. He is the hottest swimmer out there.” she whispered in her head. The extra bulge of his suit not really visible from her distance. Jimmy thought it was Nick’s response to him. Nick just tried not to think about it.

“Good Luck, Nick” Bethany yelled out as the anthem ended.

“Who was that?” Jimmy asked, shocked at the sound of a girls voice.

“Oh, just a girl in one of my classes.” Nick replied. “No big deal, cutie” he added. Truth is it was a big deal.

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Nick swam an amazing meet. The whole team did. Jimmy and Nick hugged afterwards, maybe holding a little longer than they should have. The home team won the meet, with Nick winning all of his events, the meet of his life. All the guys swam strong, against two pretty solid swim programs. They waved to the crowd and then headed into the locker room to change.

“Hey, dude, I got lots of homework, so I might not be on line much tonight,” Nick said to Jimmy. He was again distant, quiet.

“You sure everything is okay?” Jimmy asked. “Are we good?”

“Sure man, could I ever be mad at a cute guy like you?” Nick replied. Jimmy smiled.

“Okay, I’ll leave you alone.”

They both wrapped towels over their wet swimsuits, and rather than change they left for the ride home still in their suits under the towels. Bryan, Ashish, Jimmy and Nick headed out of the pool locker room. The fans had all left, even Bethany. Nick did not dare look at his cell phone, for fear Bethany might have texted him and Jimmy might see. She had.

“I’m so glad I met you. Thanks for coming to my meet,” Nick texted the final text to Bethany.

“You are sweet,” she texted back. “CU 2morrow.”

Nick laid back on his bed, still in his swimsuit, which was now dry. He was hard, aroused and mostly confused. “What do I tell Jimmy,” he thought to himself. He wasn’t sure if he was now straight, or was he just confused again. “I mean, Jimmy is so handsome,” Nick thought. “I don’t want to hurt him.

In his heart Nick knew the answer. It just was not ready to come out. He closed his eyes and rubbed the front of his suit. It didn’t take long for his pent up urges to burst out of him. The release felt good, but the confusion was still there. He hardly slept the rest of the night. Neither did Jimmy.

Enter Daniel
 

(To all the past and present swim team members, I am using some poetic license for the sake of the plot even though having someone join a swim team mid season is probably not consistent with inter scholastic swimming policy.)


The next day in school, both Jimmy and Nick showed the effects of their almost sleepless nights. Neither of them could fall asleep and then when they did, they slept for only 45 minutes or so and then awoke thinking about what was happening in their relationship.

"I wish I could shut my damn brain off," thought Jimmy as he tossed and turned in bed the night before, thinking about what was going on with Nick. "He told me that we were good, but I don't know," Jimmy said to himself out loud. "He didn't look like everything was OK and he sure didn't act that way."

"I really don't want to hurt Jimmy," thought Nick as he thrashed around in his bed, trying to get some well needed sleep. "What am I going to tell him, that all of a sudden I'm not gay, that I don't want to be his boyfriend anymore, that I don't want to hug him anymore, that I don't want to hold the hug just a few seconds more while our man parts grow and rub against each other, that I have the hots for Bethany, someone I just met yesterday?"

Driving to school with Bryan and Ashish had been very awkward and tense as Jimmy and Nick had no idea how to handle the situation. Even Ashish, who usually had no clue when it comes to relationships, knew something wasn't quite right.

"Hey guys, what's going on, you have barely said a word and you both look like s..t. Did you have a fight or something?"

"No, we didn't have a fight," snapped Nick in a nasty tone that he had not intended. "Nothing's wrong."

"Dude, that's what you said yesterday, when I asked you if everything was OK and if we were good. Why are you being so pissy, you certainly don't look like nothing's wrong."

"Jimmy, just drop it, I have to figure this out. I'll talk to you later."

"That's just great. Something's wrong and you won't tell me what it is and I have to wait until you figure it out. How long do you want me to wait, an hour, a day, a week, a month." It was clear to everyone in the car that Jimmy was pissed, but only Jimmy knew that more than being pissed, he was very hurt.

"Jimmy, I know you're pissed, but just give Nick some time, things will be OK," said Bryan trying to give his best friend some reassurance. But he didn't have any idea what the last 24 hours had been like for either Nick or Jimmy, he was only trying to defuse the tension in the car.

The guys arrived at school and Nick headed for home room which was followed by his English class. Bethany was waiting for Nick at the door and just seeing her caused some stirring in his package.

"Hi Nick, you really had a great meet yesterday, I'm so happy you asked me to come and watch you. And you looked great in the blue team suit, better than any of the other guys there."

That was all Nick needed to hear as his man parts started growing very fast. "Now what do I do, I'm getting a boner right here in the hall and I have to go to home room and then English and see Bethany right there in front of me," thought Nick. But then the bell rang for home room, a very welcome sound to him. As he sat down, he began to deflate slowly, as temporarily, he felt some much needed relief.

Throughout the day, Nick kept on trying to understand what was going on with him. "How can I be turned on by both Jimmy and Bethany?" he asked himself over and over again. "I don't think that's normal and I don't know who to talk to about it. What the hell am I going to do?"

As Jimmy headed to home room, his head felt like it was gong to explode. He was so angry and so hurt, he just didn't know what to do to handle it. "Just calm down, try to forget about Nick for now," he told himself. "Just get through the day, when I get to swim practice, I'll talk to Nick and get whatever is going on straightened out."

School went excruciatingly slowly for both Nick and Jimmy, but finally the last class was over and they headed to swim practice, each one by himself.

After all the swimmers had changed into their practice suits and appeared on deck - they could wear any of their own suits for practice - coach got the guys together as he usually did. There was another swimmer with him. Coach introduced him to the team.

"This is Daniel Dunning, he's a senior who just transferred to Fort Myers. He asked if he could join the team even though it is mid season; he has been on swim teams throughout his high school years in 3 other schools. I've seen him swim and he's pretty good. So, he's now a member of the Tornadoes."

Daniel was wearing a blue Euro Sporti very low on his hips. He had a smattering of hair on his chest and stomach and it was clear that he was pointed down and had a very adequate package. The Sporti brought out the blue in his eyes.

Joel took one look at Daniel and instantly began to throw a boner. "Oh my God, this guy is sensational looking, I have got to get to know him and find out his story. How come this is his fourth high school? Will he like me, really like me? Where did he go to school before? Will he like me, really like me? Does he usually wear his swim brief so low on his hips? Will he like me, really like me?"

Joel was just overcome, smitten at the sight of this stunning young man, and hoping there would be a chance with Daniel.

.....to be continued

Great new chapters!!!

Leaving the board
 

This is to let you all know that I won't be continuing to contribute to this story and that I won't be continuing on the board.

Dooley67

any explanation why?

Sad news Dooley!! Wishing you the best!

Wish you the best. I will miss our writing duet. Hope all is well.

Anyone willing to collaborate on continuing this story line?

I sent this message to member in a private note, but thought it might help to post it here as well. Sort of my ideas as to where the story might go.

I know Dooley left, and I was sorry to learn about that. I know he was married since he mentioned a father-in-law's death. I wonder if his wife found out about the site and created drama.

If I write I'd like to spice the story up a little bit. We guys and girls in this generation really aren't at all naive about sexual matters. Parents think they're being so clever in putting "parental controls" on kids' computers, but every guy and girl I knew in school who had them were able to hack and disable them within an hour. The parents never had a clue. I and all of my friends knew about jacking-off, cum, every variety of sex imaginable including S&M, and all the shades of sexual identities from trans to straight from the time we were about ten.

So, I'd write more sex into the story and less angst about getting hard in the Speedos. When we guys would get hard in swimsuits or singlets we'd kind of be like "beat THIS bitch!"

I know gang showers are passe in public schools now, but in our all-boys school we had those Kohler six man shower stands. Three of them in a fairly small area, and there was some brushing up against other guys. You just couldn't help it. Nowhere to look either! Every guy saw all the charms of every other guy.

Dropping the reins
 

I have decided to not continue writing parts of this story. It was fun while it lasted, but I'd rather concentrate my time on my own work. I am certainly fine if anyone else, such as Crimsonspeedo wants to take it over. Just beware that writing stories is a bigger time investment than one thinks and, as you can see, not many folks ever respond. In short, it's a pretty thankless endeavor.

As for Dooley, probably best that we not speculate on his departure.

STS

Crimsonspeedo, I would suggest writing a new story, perhaps but not necessarily using some of the characters from this story.

I originally started this story. It started with a lot of teen angst at puberty. Then Dooley and STS wanted the story to go in a different direction, so they pulled the characters I had dreamed up in the original story, along with the name for a Swim team I had dubbed the Tornados, and took off in a new direction entirely.

The original idea was to get several writers involved with each writer adding something different. Then it was to be the job of the next writer to pick up exactly at the point where the last writer left off and from that point tug the story from that situation in another way or direction. This never really worked in the way I had imagined, in part because I guess I was too far away from where the other writers wanted the story to go. Were I to write the story would be mainly about angst related to buying and wearing a Speedo for the first time in public, and what might happen. The others wanted to go in the direction of early experiences in dealing with another peer person.

I guess this is why storytelling is usually a solo not group activity :-) Meanwhile I am having a lot of fun working on my "What to wear" series, and will probably keep adding to that, instead.

Read what STS wrote in the "We need a new story" posts when the story was moved to the Tornados posts.

Sebbie