A str8 guy meets his first swim brief
 

Part 1: Moving in....

It was our junior year of college. Zach and I had moved into a new dorm with nicer rooms , reserved mostly for upper classes (third and fourth year). Most of the juniors and seniors from swimming and diving were in the same building, but we got placed on a different floor from the rest of them. The dorm was coed, and the floors were mixed. It was really cool not being housed around the whole swim team, it gave us a chance to meet some non swimmers. Its funny if you are a student athlete, your whole circle of friends tends to be the team. Plus, I liked having at least a bit of privacy from the rest of the guys. Zach and I remained great friends, despite having lived with each other for two years in the same room, and hung out all Summer. The swimmers, like most athletes get to school ahead of the rest of the students, because practice starts before school does. We were coming back from practice on ‘move in weekend”, a time when all the students show up. Zach stopped off to get some breakfast, so I went on to the room.

I was hanging my wet suit over my closet door handle, standing there stark naked, when Zach came through the door. “Hey dude, this is your lucky day” Zach said with a grin. Pausing, he continued “you gotta see the cowboy who moved in two doors down,” another pause. “Boots, tight jeans, and blonde hair, looks like your type.” Zach was as straight as an arrow, but he knew I was exactly the opposite. It was cool with him, which made our friendship special. Funny part was, I’d point out the hot girls to him, and he’d find me all the hot guys. If anyone watched it, you’d think our roles were reversed. “Better get some clothes on, dude, cause if you see this guy your gonna get a boner” Zach added, laughing.

I slipped on a pair of board shorts (yeah, I wear them as shorts) and my “swimming and diving” shirt and went out in the hall to see this guy, Zach behind me. You know, he did not sweep me away as Zach thought. Oh sure, his jeans were really tight Wranglers that showed his form (heck they were about as tight as my swimsuits), and he had really handsome boots on. He was wearing a baseball cap (no cowboy hat), and he did have a nice smile. “Hey, I’m Ryan, guess we are neighbors,” I said, extending my hand.

“Cody here, glad to meet you”

“Hey you got much more stuff? Need help?” I offered. Between Zach, Cody and me, we got the rest of his stuff in one more trip. We met his parents, then they were off to get some food. They offered to take us, but we figured that they wanted to say bye to their son, so we declined.

“He’s as straight as you are” I said to Zach as we got back to our room.

“Yeah, but you can still look” he said back. “plus you never know about those cowboys… could be broke back mountain again” Zach added with a smile.

I flipped him the finger and said “I’m outta here, gotta go meet with coach and then get some crap at the bookstore,” I thought about Cody all the way over to the pool. It was funny. He was quietly handsome, and as the time passed he started to really make an impression on me. And those jeans of his were so damn tight.

More to come…..

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:) Good start - do we get to know what Cody's been wearing up to now ?

you will soon find out;)

What a great start to a story. Please continue

Part 2: Curiosity....
 

Cody, Zach and I became really good friends that year. Cody and Zach talked about the hot girls, and I kind of went along just to fit in. Cody’s room was polar opposite to mine. He had posters of hot girls all over, I had posters of the hottest Olympic swimmers, including one of a hot diver in a tight Speedo right on my ceiling. That one filled many motivating purposes. Zach (my roommate) and I were also opposites. Zach was more messy, I was the neat guy. When we came back from practice, Zach’s wet suits would be strewn about, along with his clothes. I hung my stuff up and my wet suits would be neatly draped over a towel on the rod on my closet door.

One day after practice, Cody stopped by. Zach had gone to the bookstore to get some supplies, so it was just me. It was a warm Saturday so Cody was trying to figure out what to do for fun. As he sat on my bed, he looked over at my two wet suits. I was getting changed and picking out what sorts I was going to wear. He was clearly interested in the swimsuits. He finally went over and picked one of the pair up and held it in front of him. “Dude, that’s a pretty small swim trunk” he said. I didn’t say anything back, just kind of nodded and watched as he inspected it and even held it against himself. “Man, how do you fit everything in there?” he asked.

“It all fits” I said. “Plus guys in those kind of suits look hot.” I added. Realizing what I just said, I quickly added “at least that’s what the girls on swim team tell me.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Cody replied. “I’ve seen guys in these in the Olympics, but I never realized how tiny they really are” Cody added. Cody had never been to a swim meet. His town did not have a pool so his high school did not have a team.

“They are actually really comfortable and they are great for swimming. You should try them out sometime” I replied.

“I don’t know. I’m not a swimmer like you. Plus if I saw a hot girl I’d probably rip the thing apart with my excitement.” he said blushing a bit.

“Trust me, they hold a boner really well, don’t think I have not had them happen a few times” I said laughing. “Every guy on a swim team gets a boner at least once in his swim gear. They are made to handle it.” I wasn’t really sure that the makers really thought about that last part, but it just came out.

“I can’t imagine what that would be like” Cody said. That led to a whole discussion on boners and stuff. But I’ll leave that out of the story. Suffice it to say, while Cody was clearly interested in my swim briefs, I did not convince him to try them on. I even threw him a clean dry pair. No luck. Damn he’d look so hot!

Cody was really handsome. Like I said before he was quietly hot looking. The kind of guy who might not capture you at first glance, but he would by the second. He had a really flat abdomen, not a six pack, but firm. He had great legs. Living in a dorm, you get to see each other all the way to naked because of the community shower set up. For a guy who did not work out much, he sure looked like he did. The girls liked to check him out, too.

Being a coed dorm, the rules were you had to be fully covered going to the shower or bathroom. Lots of guys would wear their boxers . I usually wore shorts or sometimes an old pair of Speedos. The Speedos usually got some comments from the girls, which was kind of funny. Zach did the same. Cody often wore his boxer briefs. They were allowed, just as boxers were. You could not wear bikini underwear, however. Some guys tried to complain that our Speedos were just like bikini briefs, but the RA said they were ok because they were a swimsuit. I was actually hoping they would allow the tiny underwear to be worn between your room and the shower. The RA was a girl, and I think she just liked seeing us in our Speedos.

As I got dressed, Cody kept fooling around with the dry pair of Speedos. I think he really wanted to try them on. “You know you want to try those on” I said, again. “you know you want to.” He kind of nodded, but was not convinced. “Trust me once you do, you’ll be hooked” I added.

Zach arrived and as usual he tossed his bag from the bookstore on his bed. He opened his gym bag and tossed his wet suit on the floor next to his bed and the rest of his stuff got strewn about. “Yeah, Zach’s the pig” I said, ”but I keep hi cause he’s so damn cute”.

“F--k you” Zach said back, laughing. Seriously, we had a great relationship, so our banter was all in jest.

“I’m trying to convert Cody to Speedos” I said to Zach. “He’s been checking out my swimsuits”

“Have not” Cody replied, but as he said it he was holding the dry one in his hand.

“What’s in your hand” Zach said to Cody. “I think you’re caught.”

Cody blushed. He asked Zach the same questions he asked me. Zach gave him the same answers, but was more emphatic about how girls would check you out. “Girls will be all over you, dude. They love hot guys in Speedos” Cody clearly liked the thought of that.

Shorts and T’s on, we all headed out the door for breakfast and to see what trouble we could get into. As we left, Cody slid my dry, clean suit into his pocket.

“To be continued…”

STS, as always u make a person think he was in your story. Please continue at your earliest convenience. I want to find out what Cody does next.

STS - Another great chapter; well told. Thanks

Part 3: The discovery
 

I never found out if Cody ever tried the pocketed suit on. He returned it a few days later, but would not admit to having put it on. Zach was the most forward about it. “Dude, you pocket the guys swimsuit, and you never even tried it on?” Zach emphatically asked Cody. Cody admitted nothing, other than to say he thought about it. That was not, however, the end of his curiosity. Every time he came over to our room, he’d always check out what suit I had drying. And not just check, he always picked them up, looked at them. He even would do the same to Zach’s on the floor, often hanging his up on the back of his chair. He was as much neat as he was curious, I guess.

“You sure do have a lot of those” Cody said one day a few weeks later. “Seems like everyday I see a different color or style,” as he held one up. It was a front print Tyr that was one of my favorites. It wasn’t a team issue, but at practice we could wear what we wanted, so I wore my own most of the time. I got teased by the team as “the male model” because I had so many suits. Zach was a close second.

“It’s not that many” I said, grabbing the suit back from him. “I only brought a dozen or so from home, but we swim two or three times a day.” Truth was I probably had triple that in my drawer, but that was my secret. Only Zach really knew my attraction to tight swim suits. Zach, even as a straight guy, also had his share, but not as bad as me. I had mostly briefs, but had bought a thong, which I wasn’t really sure I liked. I also had some longer square cuts, but it was mostly all sorts of briefs. I had modeled the thong for Zach, which is a whole story in itself.

“You sure do like to check out my suits,” I added with a smirk. “I still think secretly you want to try one on, unless you already did that.”

“I just can’t figure out how you fit everything in something so small” Cody replied. “I mean dude, I’ve seen you in the shower, your not exactly tiny.” I found that kind of arousing. I wasn’t sure if the comment turned me on, or the fact that he obviously had checked me out. “I mean, I’m not gay or anything” he added, “but you know…” he trailed off. “You ever check out other guys?”

“Yeah, all the time” I replied. “When you see guys in swim briefs, you can’t help but see what they got.” I really could have gone far more into this topic, but I left it there. “Hey, dude, for all your interest in my swim suits, you’ve never been to a meet. We could use the fans, we got a big meet this Friday.”

“Yeah, maybe” he replied.

“You really should” Zach inserted into the discussion, breaking from his studying. He was sitting there in Nylon shorts that were wet because he had thrown them on over his wet suit from practice. He had a big exam and didn’t want to waste time showering and all. Yeah, kind of gross, I guess, but he more smelled of chlorine, so he was certainly clean.

You know, its funny what three guys alone will talk about at that age. Cody was all hot and bothered about the size of Zach and mine’s team suits. In a weird way, I think the thought of something that small on excited him. Zach said I was just dreaming. Cody was a shy guy, and he really liked girls, talked about them all the time, but he struggled to get dates. Zach was convinced his interest in our suits was driven by the fact that he was horny and wanted to get laid. I could only hope, but probably not by me.

“Have you ever had a really huge boner in these?” Cody asked, “I mean at practice or something, not like when you were alone.”

“You’re asking Ryan” Zach asked. “Dude he gets hard if he just thinks about it…” I shot Zach a look and he stopped. Cody was clearly curious, which led to a whole detailed discussion of some of our “situations” while at meets or practice. Zach talked about all the boners he got when he dated a girl on the team and how she always tried to get him hard at meets. I did shared a story about when I was at the beach with Melissa (from a previous story) and could not control myself. It was a really fun, albeit youthful exuberance, conversation. There were plenty of other stories that Zach and I both could have shared.

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Cody did come to our meet. He had actually never been to a swim meet before. It was all he talked about the whole day Saturday afterwards. The relay and the divers were really cool to him. “All the guys look really strong and the girls are pretty hot” he said. “I’m amazed you guys can walk around almost naked with all those hot girls”

“Yeah, it gets hard sometimes” Zach replied, not realizing what he had said. When he did, all of us broke out laughter. We carried on about that for quite a while.

Cody had never really been a swimmer. He knew how to swim, but only did so every once in a while. I thought he had the build of a guy who’d be pretty good. College is often as much a chance to discover who you are, as it is a place to learn. Something clicked in Cody watching that meet. He did not say anything then, but a few days later he asked Zach and me if we could give him some swimming tips, he wanted to try swimming. “Not like you guys” he said, “but, you know, do laps and stuff.” He was also convinced he could meet girls at the pool.

“That would be fun” I said. Zach agreed. After a whole debate on what time made the most sense, we agreed that we would go to the open swimming at 9PM the next night. “It’s great, the pool is pretty empty and the folks who are there are mostly just screwing around” Zach said. Zach did some life guarding as part of his swimming scholarship, so he knew the pool schedule really well.

I reached in my secret swim suit box and threw the same unworn Speedo brief to Cody. “Might want to wear this” I said as I tossed it, “at least if you really want to be serious.”

“I don’t know” Cody replied. “we’ll see…”

I was hoping he’d at least give it a try.

“Don’t pressure him on the Speedo” Zach said after Cody left. “I’m not sure he’s ready to take that step.”

With that Zach climbed on his bed and laid out. I think he was a little horny, as he rubbed himself with his right hand, and his bulge was clearly bigger than normal. He was in his boxer briefs, which were not as hot as him in his team suit, but he still looked really awesome.

“I’ll try not to” I replied, watching Zach as he laid there. He was such a cute guy, it was times like this that made it really hard for me to not want to tackle him. As we laid back, I watched as Zach continued to tease himself with his hand. He clearly was going in the mood, and what else can a lone guy do. All the while I watched as Zach made himself more aroused I was thinking of what it will be like to make Cody a swimmer. The sights and the thoughts were having the same effect on me as Zach was having on himself.

To be continued… up next, Cody becomes a swimmer….

Once again, great story and great writing. A big THANKS.

Part 4: Cody Becomes a Swimmer
 

As it turned out, making Cody a swimmer was not going to be a tough task. We all met up in our room to head over for our first session. I had already put on my suit, so when Cody walked in our room, I was standing there in a green print Tyr suit, nothing else on, yet. Zach had his suit on and had a pair of cargo shorts over. Cody had on a pair of jeans and he had a towel rolled up. As I slipped on a pair of running shorts over my suit I asked if Cody already had his swim suit on. “Yeah, under my jeans,” he replied.

At the pool, we all slipped off our respective clothes. Zach and I had our swim lockers. I let Cody hang his jeans and shirt in mine. Zach and I were both in our respective Tyr and Speedo suits, Zach had on a black Speedo with gold trim, an older team practice suit. Cody was in blue Nylon shorts, kind of like soccer shorts. I was disappointed to not see the suit I lent him. “I’m not really a swimmer yet, so I didn’t feel right wearing your suit,” Cody said.

“Okay, I’ll let you off the hook today,” I replied. “But after tonight you will be a real swimmer,” I added.

“I think Ryan just wants to see you in a Speedo,” Zach chimed in, “he has this thing for guys in Speedos.”

“Hey, dude…” I quipped back, hitting him in the arm.

The pool was pretty empty. There were a few folks there, including two girls from the women’s swim team doing some extra drills, and a couple other girls. “Hey Zach, Ryan,” the two swim team girls called out. We stopped and chatted and introduced Cody.

“Your friend’s a cutie” Beth said, making Cody blush and smile. We turned and jumped in the lane next to them. Beth and Amy went on about their routine.

“Okay, show me what you got,” I said to Cody. Zach and I watched as he set out on his first lap. It was actually really good. He was breathing correctly, he had a pretty good stroke and he had a nice kick. Not swim team form, but not bad.

“Damn, he looks good” Zach said.

“I know,” I replied, “way better than I expected. Oh, you mean his swimming” laughing

We spent a solid 45 minutes in the pool. We went through all the strokes. Cody was not as good on the others, but his free was alright. He swam the whole time, except for when we gave him advice and instructions. Nothing fancy and no flip turns or anything.

Beth and Amy were finishing up as we were. Beth was really interested in Cody, she kept stopping and watching him. When we finished she stayed in the pool while Amy got out, and told Cody he looked really good in the water.

“You know, though, if you really want to swim better, you gotta dump the shorts” she said. Cody looked at me when she said that and smiled.

“She’s right,” I added.

“Plus with your body, you’d look awesome in a real swimsuit” Beth added. Cody clearly enjoyed being complimented.

“Hey, I am going to go do a few dives,” I said. I wasn’t a really good diver, but I could do dives off both the low and high boards, just not fancy ones. “you guys chat, I said.” Zach and I went over to the dive area. In a way I was kind of pissed that Beth came swooping in like that. A couple of dives would shake it off.

Zach was not a diver so he watched. After my two dives on the lower board, I went to the high dive. This captured the eye of a couple of girls (well, college age). I got up there, stood on the platform. I checked my suit tie and retied it (never go off a high dive with a loose suit). I gotta admit I get a little nervous, but I walked out did a good solid jump and made a nice straight dive in.

There is this routine one you are in the water that I think every diver goes through. First you return upright, then you check to see that your suit it still on, and then you check that everything is still in the right place in your suit. At least, I do.

I did a second dive.

“Show off” Zach said as I climbed out of the water. “You got some fans” he added pointing his head towards the two girls who were now sitting on the side of the pool, watching.

Zach and I walked back over to Cody and Beth, who were having quite the conversation. We stood on the side, Cody and Beth still in the water. The two girls got out and walked over to us.

“You’re a really good diver” one of them said.

“Thanks,” replied.

“Are you on the diving team?”

“No, I’m not that good. I am on the men’s swim team,” I said. “so is he,” I added pointing to Zach.

“Well, that explains why you guys are so fit” one of them said.

We chatted for a few minutes. Zach got both their names and learned they swim a couple times a week.

In the locker room, Cody was all jazzed up. He had met Beth and seemed to hit it off, he did a great job swimming and he watched as two girls came over and chatted up Zach and me. “Beth and I are going to come here tomorrow night” Cody announced. “You guys can come to” he added. “I really like her and she seems to like me.”

He could not believe how the two girls just came up to us. “It’s the suits” Zach pointed out. “Guys in Speedos turn girls on.”

“Well, maybe the right guys” I added.

“Yeah, maybe” Cody said. “I can’t wait to come back tomorrow.”

“You better not wear those shorts again, you heard what she said about getting the right swim suit”

“See, he really wants to see you in a Speedo” Zach added with a chuckle,

“No, I know. I’m going back to my room and I am going to try that suit on” Cody said with excitement. “ I gotta impress Beth.” I almost offered to help, but Zach knew what I was thinking and gave me that straight guy look that said don’t go there.

The thought of Cody trying on that suit made me smile. We all headed out the door. Tomorrow was going to be an exciting day.

Up Next: Cody's puts on his first swim brief....

Another great part of the story, STS. Do I detect a hint of jealousy?

STS, are you going to be posting another chapter to the story soon?

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This is a great story I anxiously awaiting the next chapter.
I'll be brief

Part 5: A wild diversion....
 

As we left the pool, Zach went off to do some more studying at the library. Cody and I walked back to our dorm. Cody was all gunned up talking about Beth. I don’t know what I expected, but I was trying to go along with him, however it really was getting under my skin. “It would be a whole lot easier if he were just into me” I thought. I don’t think I said much, but Cody seemed to not notice my disinterest. In fact, as he went into his room, I don’t even think we said anything… he just kept carrying on about whatever. I wasn’t really mad at Cody, I was more frustrated with myself. I had myself too worked up over something that was never going to happen.

I probably should have read a few of the many chapters I was behind in some course. I hated reading texts, and in my distracted state, reading was not going to work at all. I did sit down to read, but got looking at the posters of the hot swimmers on my walls, and that led to a whole different state of mind. . If Cody was going to go to his room and jack off to the thoughts of Beth, I was damn sure not going to miss a chance to do the same to one of the hot guys in wet suits adorning my wall. After all, Zach was away, so it was my private time, too.

I had a few really hot suits that I kept just for myself. The suits were really awesome and I loved how I looked in them and how they felt. They were clearly for purposes other than swimming, at least for me. So, I slipped out of what I had on, and slid on this really hot white and blue tiny brief, the side about an inch. I stretched out on the bed and enjoyed the sensation. I could feel my angst over Cody leave, as I eyeballed the package of the hot Olympic swimmer who stared back at me from the ceiling. His gold medal hanging there waiting for my touch… then running down across his body. There would be no studying for me, as my body responded to my excitement. As I laid there, I was rock hard in seconds and enjoying the feeling. A quiet room, and me in nothing but that tight suit. If only the other part was real and not the poster. I closed my eyes and laid back, feeling the excitement pulsing through my near naked body.

Cody shot entered the room wearing shorts, but no shirt. He looked really cute. I tried to cover, but there I was fully exposed. “Dude, I need some help,” Cody said. He looked at me, but did not say a thing about what I had on or what I was doing. To any straight guy, this had to look pretty strange, me on a bed almost naked, in a tiny swim suit, and a raging bulge. Cody took off his shorts to reveal himself in the suit I had given him. He looked absolutely stunning. I noted every detail. He was amazingly hot. Better than the poster that had captured my attention. I slid upright and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Man, how do you wear these things. I mean they feel really…. Well,…. I guess like they feel like sexy” Cody stated, as his hand slid down his abdomen and across his suit. . It was obvious he was experiencing the sensation that comes with a swim brief on a guy for the first time. “I mean I put it on and I got boned almost immediately” he added.

“Dude, it happens” I answered back, all the time eyeballing how hot he looked. He looked huge in that suit. Not something I wanted to see him waste on Beth. She clearly would not savor the look as much as me.

“Okay, so can I ask you some questions,” he said. Not pausing “Like, what way do you put yourself in these?” And with that he slid his hand in and positioned himself down. Stepping back, he showed me what he looked like. I could feel the response in my own self almost immediately.

“I don’t really know. Some guys tuck down, some point up, some to the side, and some just put the suit on and leave it wherever it is when they pull up the suit.” I paused and watched. “I guess it is whatever you like.” I thought he looked really hot with it up, and admitted to him that he should wear it that way.

“Stand up” he said.

“Why?”

“I want to see what you do” he answered. “I mean your wearing that hot little suit now.”

With that I stood up. I was positioned up, but with my current state, I had slid a little to the side to contain myself. I was pretty hard still, so I showed like a torpedo.

“So, you point it up” he said. “but if you get really turned on, that guy is coming right out the top.” I was at that point right about now.

“You know, Cody, you just gotta try different things and check how you look in the mirror” I said. “I mean, you gotta feel comfortable and you gotta like how you look.” I added. Why don’t you model for yourself some different positions and see what you like”

Cody got up and tried checking himself out with different positions. I was having quite the time watching him do this. I was doing all I could to control myself as I watched. With each time, he looked like he was getting bigger inside that suit. By then end, he was so hard he could barely keep himself inside the suit. He tried to adjust himself, but he was so hard. I came over to him and said, “let me help you.”

“I was hoping you would do this,” Cody said, as we took each other into an embrace. We held and enjoyed the sensation of our aroused bodies touching. I threw Cody on the bed and we wrestled each other, in fun, our hands and legs hitting all the right spots. Cody’s muscular body felt so awesome, and he clearly was enjoying the action. We rolled around and pinned each other, each of us holding back

I felt the sensation of myself as I could not hold on anymore and I let go of my control. It was incredible. I laid there catching my breath, my hand on the front of my suit, I was still very much aroused.

“Dude, that was some dream” said Zach. He was sitting on his bed watching me. “Whatever you were dreaming, you were like a wild man, groaning, rolling, wow! You must have really needed that” he added. I was laying there, on my back, the front of my suit soaked. I did not realize he was there.

“Was Cody here when you came in?” I asked.

“No, just you sleeping, well I mean having your erotic dream. The door was locked. But now I know what you were dreaming about,” Zach laughed. “It was fun to watch. I didn’t want to wake you so I tried to be quiet, when you got all turned on.”

We chatted for a while, as I laid there. It was a really deep conversation. As we faded out of our conversations, Zach wanted to know where I got the suit, he had never seen it before. Zach was an awesome friend, and he really understood me. No judgment, no issues. He didn’t just tolerate my swimsuit affection, he actually accepted it as part of who I am. Just as I accepted him for who he was. We were/are truly best friends.

Finally, I got up and went to clean up and change. Zach laid down on his bed and got ready for sleep. I wanted to hug him, but even we had our lines. So I crawled into bed and faded off to sleep, again.

I guess Cody had me really worked up. But he was still straight, and I’d have to wait to see if he really was going to try his new suit at swimming tomorrow. And, of course, endure Beth.

To be continued….

Let me know what you think so far....

the dream
 

The suspense is killing me but I'm sure Part 6 will be worth the wait......

Another great part of the story STS, can't wait for the next part. btw, Welcome back!! Missed ur story writing.

Argh! You had me going, but I hated the let down of "that was some dream". How are you going to rescue yourself and the story?

A wild diversion
 

STS - great story, great writing. Brief encounters are stimulating. :)

Loving this story - keep up the good work. And the 'wet dream' sequence was hot!

Part 6: Cody's Speedo Swim
 

Zach could not make it, so it was just Cody and I in the locker room. I was really impressed with him. He never even flinched. He stripped off his clothes, revealing his incredible physique. While not a swimmer, he had an awesome build, years on the ranch pushing the cows around or whatever he did. I played it real cool, something I had become good at being gay and on a swim team my whole life. You got to learn self control when around all the hot guys wearing practically nothing.

“Hey, that suit fits really great one you” I said as he tied up the strings. Cody seemed like he had the perfect male anatomy, nice proportions, even soft he looked a little aroused, and once enveloped in the blue lycra, his package invited your eyes to check it out. In some ways I was a bit jealous at how great he looked, but certainly enjoyed the view.

“These suits feel really awesome,” Cody replied. “I thought I’d be freaked out, but I really like how they feel on” he replied.

I flashed back to my dream. A quick stir. Self control.

“You really look great” I said. “You’ll sure get Beth’s attention” I said. Cody had placed himself mostly up, and the suit outlined him incredibly. His muscular legs looked great, and his tight abdomen really stood out. If ever there was a guy who should wear a brief, Cody was the guy. I was really jealous of Beth. Beth’s reaction proved me right.

Beth’s jaw dropped as she watched Cody enter the pool area in the really tightly fit Speedo. He looked that stunningly handsome. Turned out his waist was bigger than mine, so the suit really fit him snug, barely covering his incredible backside and tightly gripping his very masculine front. Cody left nothing on the table when it came to his bulge, and Beth quickly took notice. So did I! “Wow, look at you!” she said as she stood at the end of her lane, all but her head and shoulders under the water.

Cody smiled back and did this little swirl. He was almost comical in his attempt to flirt. “You like?” he replied as he finished his little dance move.

“Jump in here right now,” Beth replied, “and let me get the up close look.” In my mind I added “and feel!” I know it is what I would have wanted to do.

Not only did Beth react, but Cody got some serious looks from others in the pool. One guy about to get in the pool checked us both out, intently. I had never seen him before, but he was actually wearing a Nike swim brief, black with red that went around the back. As we got closer he kept looking, but it seemed more at me than Cody. He smiled and said “Hi” as we got to our lane. Cody jumped in with Beth, after his swirl and her reaction. I took the next lane, which put me right next to the mystery swimmer. As I prepped, he looked at me and smiled again. The he pushed hard off the wall and went about his first lap. He clearly knew what he was doing.

Cody took off on his first lap, as well. “Wow, I never thought he’d actually wear a Speedo” Beth said to me. “Most guys who are not swimmers never wear them.” I nodded back.

Cody was sold after his first lap. “I love this” he said to me after a few laps. “I feel so free in the water, almost naked. It feels so much better than in my shorts. No one should wear shorts!” he added emphatically.

“Sounds like you’re a Speedo guy now,” I replied.

“I like you as a Speedo guy” Beth added.

The swimmer next to me was really good. He gave me some good sprints. Swimmers are a completive lot, and if we come side by side, we hate to get passed. As I would get close, my mystery swimmer would push himself, and he’d keep me at bay for quite a while. Not that it was bad, he looked awesome, and I enjoyed watching his body as we tried to kill each other in the water. He had one string that was hanging about two inches out of his suit, which kept my attention as we were side by side. Well, maybe not the string, but it got my eyes in that spot. I liked the rest, too. I really did not intend to swim hard, both workout and anatomically, but he made me do both. After about 45 minutes I could see Cody was about done. I stopped at the wall. A few seconds later, I was joined by the guy next to me.
“Wow, you’re a great swimmer,” he said.

“Thanks, but you are too, you kicked my butt.”

“I was glad you came in. I was the only guy in a racing suit. Nicer to have company.”

His name was Dave. Turns out he swam in high school, but did not make a college team. He was really good, though. He was a year behind me. He started back swimming a few months ago “to get back in shape.” He lived in a dorm on campus. I told him I was on the swim team, which impressed him to all heck.

“If you don’t mind me saying,” Dave added a bit shyly, “you’re also a really good looking guy.”

I smiled back. “Thanks, and no I don’t mind. Your really handsome yourself” I added,

He swims three nights a week. No girlfriend. No roommate. It si amazing how much you learn in ten seconds of chat.

“Hey, maybe we can meet again” he added, as I climbed out of the pool. I turned around , my wet suit clinging to my somewhat aroused body. I smiled as I faced him.

Reaching down to shake hands, “absolutely.” We set a date for his next swim workout. “Like the suit, too” he added. I smiled. We chatted a few more seconds, as out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beth and Cody.

Cody and Beth had already got out and were sitting on the bleacher talking, her hand on his leg at his knee. As they talked, Beth continued to massage up Cody’s leg. While it was clearly having an effect on him, he was enjoying both the conversation and the feeling it was giving him. He repositioned himself a couple times. At one point the leaned back, laying his back on the bleacher row behind. Beth poatted his abdomen and slid her hand along the top of his suit waist band, I suspect her fingers felt a little more. Cody smiled. Finally, they both stood as I walked over. Cody was clearly aroused by what Beth had done, but he stood up without hesitation.

“I was fine until Beth started playing with my leg” said Cody once back in the locker room, as he stood there with a very stretched out bulge. “a girl starts getting me up here (pointing to his mid upper leg) and I get really turned on.”

“Looked like you were enjoying it, though” I replied.

“Yeah, I guess so. Couldn’t help it. You know, someone gets you turned on and…” he trailed off. I just enjoyed the sight of what he was referring to, very prominently displayed in front of me.

“I suspect she figured that out what makes you excited” I replied laughing. “Now you need a cold shower”

“Yeah, lets hope that works” Cody replied as he headed off to the shower. “But it might be too late,”

“Let me know if you need help” I said partly in jest, the other part hope.

My mind was on Dave. They say you meet when you least expect it. , and I sure did not expect to meet him. He sure seemed interested. “Not many guys tell another he is good looking” I thought. I slid off my own suit, exposing my own reaction. A great night. Cody’s first Speedo swim and maybe something more.

To be continued… might be the final chapter next!

Part 6
 

STS, once again you have presented another well written and sensual episode. Keep up the good work. -(Pun intended)

best chapter yet!

Agree.......
 

......with four characters in focus now - and some pairing-up to follow, I'm sure.
(Do we assume it was always board shorts for Cody before his speedo-conversion?)

Very well written STS as always. Please continue. And please make it last more than 1 more chapter. ;)

encouragement is a nice thing
 

Hey Speedo Minded and Crail, you guys have been two of my biggest advocates. If it was not for you, I'd probably have stopped long ago. I really appreciate your continuous kind words! I stopped posting much else here because the board started to get far too mean, especially if one posted a divergent opinion.

For the rest, lets not make this a topic.

Can't understand....
 

.....such bitterness.

You asked several weeks ago whether you should start a new story and had some enthusiastic replies to say Yes - we've been eagerly awaiting another.
We have now been given Chapter 6 - have you not read the encouraging responses to this and also 1-5 ante ?

This is a FORUM for DISCUSION and on which some have declared an appreciation of a better quality of posts than the earlier Fantasy Board.

To refer to the meanness of what might arrive as a divergent opinion doesn't therefore sound very mature to me.

We have a Forum for stories and yours have been the most significant
and entertaining contributions to it - long may you continue in that.

not surprised
 

By your post, nor your reference to maturity. U just made my point. Last story.

Last story
 

OMG, STS - No, no, no !!! Don't give up. Developing stories are a treat for me. None of the Wham, Bam, Thank you, Sam style. Well written stories such as yours are really special. Thanks for your efforts.

Sts
 

Your story is great and I look forward to reading more.
I tryed writing a story on here a while ago but it did not turn out as good as yours. Your doing an exceptional job, please keep going and thatnks for all your efforts.

STS:
Your story obviously has an enthusiastic following (including me!) and hope you'll continue this serial drama. Your writing style is excellent.

The MensSwimSuitBoard has been a pretty civilized forum for discussion, and has so far avoided the rants and personal attacks that afflict some other groups. But when you write a story or article here, you are hanging your thoughts and writing style out in public, and your readers have an opportunity to comment. You can't expect unanimous applause for every utterance. Every movie has its critic.

reply to above
 

To reuse some words I saw only recently "best chapter yet"

STS, please do not accept any negativity personally. What you have done with your stories you have given many people enjoyment and with each chapter you write you add to thier enjoyment. Please continue this story. May u have many more chapters in this one. It is a great story.

Lead
 

Your story is helpfull to us who want to lead others to try speedos. There is a small movement toward speedos at my Y. Just the other day there were only three in the pool. One triathlete in very tight briefs-but what a body. Another a medical student who ha s worn them for years and me in Jammers-for hamstring support. Today I wore an old pair of flag olympics which I tossed out. There was a guy doing underwater demolition training as part of ROTC-wearing UDT short shorts. Going to Pensacola for more. Keep up your story about the straight guy that you are helping "smell the roses"

STS - keep writing! We are really enjoying this story! One or two may criticize, some out of jealousy or meanness, some maybe to nudge you to write about their own favorite aspect of Speedo-wearing, but just write what YOU enjoy writing about! One person was unhappy about the 'wet dream' sequence, but I find college-aged males having wet dreams to be totally erotic! So please keep writing!

A conversion.....
 

Yes, the writing in the technique of suspense is part of what keeps up readers' interest I'm sure. I for one was taking in events as real, until
the denouement of the dream. We can now make all sorts of guesses
about Chapter 7 (and probably be wrong!)

STS, Please continue with another chapter of your story. It is a well done and heartfelt story. I hope that this will not b the last chapter. :)

about the next chapter
 

Writing these is hard work... both ways...lol. A next chapter is coming

btw, the dream was real... the minds way of playing out fantasies... think about it. (I actually wrote about the dream many years ago in my swimming journal, which became the basis of the chapter).

ch. 7
 

Sounds good - with 2616 viewings out there so far must be
a lot of people clicking in to see what's going to happen next.

A guide
 

Your story is a guide to all of us who want to ease friends into being comfortable in speedos. I feel that there's a lot of guys who want to wear them but have to be given a nudge of encouragement. The more there are the more there will be.