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Old 08-19-2014, 02:47 PM
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Default Part 13

Jimmy really worked on his swimming the final two weeks before school. He swam two times per day and since the swim team was done, he was able to start at 10, rather than noon, which gave him more time in the pool. He was swimming four to five hours every day. In fact, as the Summer was waning to a close, he was swimming almost to dark at night, then helped the guards pull the pool covers on the pool. In exchange, Tim, one of the guards who lived near Jimmy, would give him and his bike a ride home. Jimmy practically lived in his swimsuits, putting one on every morning, and then not taking it off until he got home at night.

His swimming was reaping the benefit of the extra time. Each day, he texted Greg and told him what he had done. Every night, Greg would call Jimmy to discuss what his swims were like, how his times were. Even Monique was getting in on the action, adding color commentary in the background.

“So, tomorrow, have Molly or one of the guards take some video.” Greg asked. “I want to see you do 50 in each stroke. Swim as hard as you can.”

“You got it,” Jimmy replied. Greg wasn’t there in person, but this was the next best thing.

“I talked to coach, he said he looks more at technique than time,” Greg coached Jimmy. “So, focus on being really solid on technique. Remember the stuff I told you?’ Greg asked.

“I feel like I do,” Jimmy said. “You mean like reach, swim hard to the wall, follow through on my strokes, keep my head down.”

“Yup, you got it,” Greg assured Jimmy. “So, our mantra is quality over quantity, keep thinking that.”

“Got it,” Jimmy replied.

It was like that every day. The guys spent at least an hour on the phone together discussing swimming, and sometimes other topics. Jimmy’s relationship with Abby was struggling under the weight of his swimming. On this one, Monique got on the phone. “Jimmy, if she really likes you, she will understand that this is a big deal for you,” Monique said to Jimmy. “I mean, be sure to tell her how much you like her and stuff, but you’re a great guy. Any girl would love to have you as their boyfriend.” Monique added. Jimmy puffed like a peacock. Still, Jimmy really did not want to lose Abby.

The next day, Tim, the guard at the pool, agreed to film Jimmy. They spent half an hour as Jimmy did every stroke a couple times for sets of 50. He wasn’t as fast as he could have been, his mind on the quality. Jimmy sent them by email to Greg as soon as they were finished with each one.

“Thanks, Tim” Jimmy said. “I really appreciate it.” Jimmy added. He shook Tim’s hand.

“Any time, Jimmy,” Tim replied. “Good luck. I am cheering for you.”

Jimmy jumped back in the pool, his wet swimsuit had been clinging to him. Molly admired how handsome he looked. He was really becoming a very hot looking guy. And wow, he could sure fill out a swimsuit. “A girl should not look at such things,” Molly thought to herself. “Oh well, I can’t help it,” she answered her own thought. He was, after all a cute young man, and she was a cute girl.

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Jimmy finished mowing Jack’s lawn. Jack brought out some lemonade and a plate of warm cookies, chocolate chip. Jimmy’s favorite. Jimmy was sweaty from the yard work, so he rinsed off with the garden hose. He was wearing a blue print Nike swimsuit, the one Greg had bought him. After he was sufficiently cool, Jimmy adjusted the suits grab on his anatomy, repositioned himself, and then walked over to the patio. Jack came out with a towel.

“Here you go, Jimmy,” Jack said in his elder voice. “Dry off and then lets have some lemonade and cookies.”

“You are really nice, Jack,” Jimmy replied.

“Nah,” Jack answered. “You did the hard stuff… you deserve some cookies. Say, you are looking mighty strong, you must have to beat the girls off.” Jack laughed as he said it.

“Not really,; Jimmy replied.

“I don’t believe that for a minute,: Jack replied. “Plus you keep wearing that swimsuit and you’ll have them all over you.” Jack added.

Jimmy blushed and smirked. “Yeah, I guess,” Jimmy added.

“So tell me, how you doing, Jimmy?” Jack asked in a deeply caring voice. It was a touching moment of genuine concern from the elder generation to the aspiring one. Jimmy had never missed a mowing job, was never late, and most of all Jack was impressed by how genuinely polite the kid was. “Whatever they say about the kids today, Jimmy is as good as they come ,” Jack thought to himself.

Jimmy shared his plans for swim team, how he had this really cool guy coaching him, almost like an older brother. He then shared that he had this really cute girlfriend, but she was mad at him because he was spending too much time swimming. Jack listened as Jimmy talked about the struggles he was having with balancing his swimming goals and his romance.

“You know, Jimmy,” Jack started. “In a relationship, the girl just needs to know that she is at the top of your list. Do you really like this girl?”

“Yeah, Mr. Jack, I really do,” Jimmy replied. He was sitting at the picnic table in just his swimsuit. As he talked about Abby, he could feel his body growing inside the swimsuit. For some reason, every time Jimmy thought about Abby, he found himself getting big inside his swimsuits.

“Well, here is what I think we do,” Jack replied. “Let’s cut some fresh flowers from the garden, throw your bike on the back of my car, and I’ll drive you to Abby’s house. You go spend some time with her,” Jack suggested. “Surprise her!” He added, emphatically.

It was the perfect plan. Jimmy texted Abby to make sure she was home. It was a gorgeous, sunny day. Abby’s eyes lit up as she opened the door to find Jimmy holding flowers. He was a sight to behold, a cute young guy in a T-shirt and blue print swimsuit standing there with flowers in his hand. They had a great afternoon with each other. The floated around in the backyard pool, laid out in the sun, and they even threw in a little steamy romance that took Jimmy and Abby both farther than they had ever gone before. Their friendship was back on track. Jack’s sage advise worked. Jimmy had learned far more than just deeper levels of romance.

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“Your swimming looks really great, Jimmy,” Greg said as Jimmy laid on his bed, wearing a hot looking orange print swimsuit, a Tyr brand swimsuit. Jimmy really liked how the suit looked and how it felt on him. He was still pretty charged up from his two swimming session and the afternoon with Abby. In fact, he was more than just charged up, his body was seeking a release of the sexual tension that had been percolating since the steamy romance with Abby earlier. “ I think your technique is really solid on the free and the breast stroke,” Greg added. “I am watching them again now as we talk.”

Jimmy listened quietly as he could hear the video’s playing in the background of Greg’s phone. His teenage mind was focused on the term breast stroke, but for all wrong reasons. He was thinking with the part of his body that was sending the most feeling signals to Jimmy’s brain. He shook his head and got his focus back on swimming.

“So, swim tryouts are next week,” Greg continued as soon as the video he was watching finished. “Have you thought about what strokes you like best? Coach may ask you.”

“I like free and fly best, but I suck at fly,” Jimmy replied.

“Suck is a strong word,” Greg laughed at how critical Jimmy was of himself. “I think it needs work, but it is way better than the first time I saw you swim it,” Greg replied.

“What do you think?” Jimmy asked.

“Well, I have been thinking about this a lot. I think you should tell coach you want to swim long distance free,” Greg answered. “You have awesome endurance, you swim solid at an even pace, and your free technique looks great. Plus you do great turns.”

“Cool,” Jimmy replied.

“Also, not many swimmers like long distance, so you are playing right into a need.”

“I like that,” Jimmy replied. “Do you think I will make the team?” Jimmy asked.

“I think Coach would be crazy to not put you on the team,” Greg replied. Jimmy was pumped.
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