[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Joel felt awful about misleading gramps. One day he’d confess because the guilt would get the best of him. It really bothered Joel that despite the fear that gramps would do a full blown search, he actually didn’t ask any questions. Total faith in his handsome grandson\, the eldest of his grandchildren. Turns out the tour was gramps wanting to get a live view of the beach from the balcony and he asked for a group view of the guys. No search, no questions. After all, Joel would never break the rules, Gramps was sure of that.

“Yes, sir,” Joel answered as Gramps asked if the gang was enjoying the condo. Joel always gave gramps the ultimate of respect. “We have been out on the beach, played volleyball, and now were about to grill some burgers.” Joel said, bare-chested and wearing just his swimsuit. Gramps thought how handsome and muscular his grandson was becoming.

“See any cute girls?” Gramps asked. “You there are some real sweethearts around there.”

“Well, a few,” Joel answered, embarrassed by the question.

The guys chatted for fifteen minutes. The call ended with “I love you,” from each and Gramps waived the later call. “Have fun, be good,” was his final line, a dagger full of guilt poison for Joel. He didn’t have any beer for the rest of the night. By midnight the guys were starting to crash and by 1 am they were all sound asleep, some loaded with far more beer than they needed. Luckily, the condo survived without a spill.
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Steph and Bryan were alone walking on the beach. It was peaceful, the sun was hanging low in the western horizon, about 30 minutes until it would edge into the dark unknown. Bryan held Steph’s hand as they walked. She was in the sexiest tiny purple string bikini, the kind that was barely legal. She had never worn such a slight swimsuit before, but she was ready to catch Bryan, and Bryan was ready to be caught. Bryan was wearing a 2 inch side red Tyr USA brief, one he had just bought. It was snug, the lycra clinging to him and his bulge was very much on display. He was aroused, which made him look even more desirous to Steph.

“I love it when we have the beach alone,” Bryan said as they walked.

“It is really great,” Steph replied. She checked out how his bulge juggled ever so slight as his muscular swimmer legs moved along the beach. “I love your new swimsuit,” she added.

“Thanks, yours too. You know you are making me horny wearing that.” Bryan replied.

“That was the idea,” she laughed. “I can see it is working.” She rubbed his butt.

They walked about 15 minutes more, meandering into and out of the surf, but never getting any more wet than their ankles.

“What if I pulled one of these strings,” Bryan asked teasingly as he held the one closest to him.

“Don’t you dare,” she teased back.

“Never know,” he said. She slapped his wrist, jokingly.

They reached a very secluded spot on the beach, The homes along the beach were hidden by the high dunes, and the beach was void of anyone but the two of them.

“Let’s watch the sunset,” Bryan suggested, stopping.

“Good idea,” Steph replied. The two sat in the warm sand, side by side, facing the water. Steph snuggled close to Bryan.

“Wish we had brought a blanket,” Bryan added. “Oh well.”

“This is nice,” she replied, as she started to rub Bryan’s chest. He was quickly becoming very aroused, his bulge showing the growth of his manhood under the tight red lycra. The sun was now very low, a big orange ball shimmering its final rays over the water. The sky was an eerie mix of the final moments of day and the creeping in of night. The waves providing a soothing backdrop of sound. Bryan leaned over and kissed Steph, at first a soft and quick kiss. She pulled him back in for a much longer and deeper one. They both laid on their sides and faced each other, embraced and in the longest, deepest kiss either had ever had.

“This is so nice,” Steph whispered. Bryan moaned in agreement. He was so turned on, so aroused. He was about to burst out of the swimsuit, the tiny two inch band of lycra struggling to hold in the massive aroused anatomy. Steph pushed Bryan onto his back and laid slightly diagonal across his chest. She could see his bulging suit, the clear outline of his very strong erection. She kissed his chest and rubbed her hand down along his suit. He kissed her hair.

Steph slid her hand onto his manhood, holding the bulging suit in her grasp. Bryan moaned again, as she kissed him deeply. She rubbed along the outline with her fingers. He could feel himself getting more and more turned on. He asked if she would let him take her all the way. She wasn’t ready to go that far. He moaned, he was so ready, so much wanting to go to a place he had never been. She held him her hand as they kissed, feeling the collection of aroused parts in her palm. Bryan knew he could not hold it. He was beginning to get the urges an all out explosion rising from his testicles. Stephanie’s soft hand taunting him to let go.

“Oh man,” Bryan blurted out, the tight swimsuit now gripping his very aroused and stimulated manhood. There was no Stephanie. The condo was dark. He was sweaty, he tried to hold back, holding both hands on his bulging swimsuit, .but he was too far aroused. He could not stop the inevitable, his pelvis started to thrust into his grasp.. His body was exploding inside the clinging swimsuit. He was breathing hard. He tried to keep cover with his hands as he looked around, all the other guys were still asleep, thank goodness. The place smelled of sweaty guys, stale beer, and who knows what else. Bryan laid on his back, eyes open., his swimsuit soaked and sticky He was still aroused, but fading. He could not believe he just had a sexual wet dream right in front of the guys. He looked at his watch, the indigo light creating a small shimmer in the room. It was 4:42AM. He laid his head back on the pillow he had borrowed from the sofa. The final escapes of his wild dream released into the swimsuit. Bryan smiled at the image of Stephanie in the tiny purple bikini, all a manifestation of his imagination. He let out a soft groan. Thankfully, everyone was still sleeping, or so he thought.

“That must have been some dream,” Jimmy whispered. He had watched almost the whole thing.

“Yeah, I guess so,” Bryan said shocked to hear the voice. “Did I wake you?” Bryan tried to play cool.

“Well, you were moaning and tossing. I wasn’t sure what was happening.” Jimmy said. “I guess you had fun.”

“Don’t tell anyone!” Bryan pleaded.

“Our secret,” Jimmy replied. “Happens to all of us.”

“I gotta go get changed.” Bryan whispered as he stood to go to the bathroom.

Jimmy wasn’t the only one who saw Bryan's wild dream play out. Nick smiled to himself as Bryan stepped over him. Nick was quite aroused by it himself. He looked over at Jimmy as he rubbed his own body, both also still wearing their swimsuits, as were most of the guys. They both smiled.