[SwimTeamSpeedo]

As Alex finished his shower, Chris sat, still wrapped in the towel, bare chested, on a chair on the balcony. He sent Sheri pictures of the room and the view from the balcony on his iPad, hoping the thoughts of her would divert whatever about Alex was causing him to get aroused. Ever since the night in Paris, Chris was being bombarded with sexual urges like never before. He had never had so many episodes of impromptu erections, in fact he was more often hard than not. Even now, as he wrote Sherie a sweet note, he was tenting the wrapped towel with a steel rod.

“You ready?” Alex called as he walked out to the balcony wearing just his red white and blue USA suit. He looked amazing.

“Umm, yeah,” Chris replied, “Just finishing a note to Sherie.” As Chris stood, his aroused state was clearly visible by way of the protruding towel.

“Must be some note,” Alex teased.

“I don’t know, Alex. Guess I am just crazy horny today.” Chris replied. “Not sure why. By the way, you look great.”

“Thanks, now get your suit on and let’s get going.” Alex commanded.

Chris dropped the towel off his hips at the end of the bed and slipped on the brand new Turbo Hamburger print suit. He had to struggle to get himself contained in it, which took some real finesse. He tied the strings, his still aroused anatomy filling out most of the front of the suit and clearly visible as it stretched the look of the burger. “Probably need a cold shower,” Chris said, not really directed at anyone. He pulled on a yellow T shirt, which hung low enough to cover most of the suit.

“I texted Len and Grant,” Alex chimed in. “They’ll meet us at the pool. Patrick said Aiden is coming, too.”

“Aiden, really?” Chris replied, surprised. “Damn, what brought that about?”

The two guys headed out the door.