[SwimTeamSpeedo]

“Hey Chris,” called out Dr. Hale, the band’s director. Chris stopped and turned. Chris and Alex were almost to the pool. “They have a fantastic lap pool,” Dr Hale continued. “It’s at the spa and fitness center. Maybe we can get some laps in later.”

“Cool,” replied Chris. “I’d like that. I’ll check it out.”

“Alex, you can join us, if you’d like.” The director added. “Have fun guys.” Dr. Hale continued on to his room. Just as he did, the elevator doors opened and Grant, Len and Patrick stepped out. Len had on a pair of purple print jammers that fit him snugly, his short cut short cropped off right at the waist. His bulge was fully displayed, his manhood having slipped and hugging his left leg. Grant had on a pair of bright turquoise briefs that he had bought at a store in Paris. The suit was unlined and a bit daring. Patrick was wrapped in a robe from the hotel, but under he had on a sleek red print brief.

“What’s with the robe?” Chris asked.

“Um, dudes, you didn’t read the sign in your room?” Patrick answered. “All swimsuits must be covered while in the hotel.”

“Well, guess we broke the rules.” chimed in Len.

“Oh well,” replied Chris. “Too late now.”

The gang headed out to the pool area.

“You look cute,” Patrick whispered to Alex as they walked. “Maybe we can slip away later and have some alone time.”

“Yeah, that would be cool,” Alex replied as he took Patrick’s hand. They both smiled as they walked.

“Where is Aiden, I thought he was joining us,” Chris asked as they group walked across the expansive sun deck toward the enormous free form pool.

“He said he’s be down, he’ll meet us.” Patrick replied. Aiden didn’t say where he was going, but everyone assumed it was to see his girlfriend before they split for the night.

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Sarah and Alice, now back to being friends, stood at the railing of their balcony overlooking the pool. Sarah had snuck some beer in, and the two girls were already enjoying the secret stash. “Looks like our show is about to begin,” Sarah said as she watched the guys lining up chairs. “Look at Chris, I think he’s gotten hotter as the trip has gone on.”

“Either that or his suits are getting skimpier.” Alice replied. “Damn he is gorgeous.”

“Grant is looking good, too” Sarah added. “Who would have thought that the shy guy would parade around in such tiny swimsuits. And has he got a nice package,” The girls giggled.

“I think the beer and the guys are making me horny,” Alice relied. They laughed again, but both were feeling it. They continued to watch as Chris laid back on the lounger, looking hot as ever in nothing but the tiny, tight suit. His bulge was amazing, and the suit looked as if it could barely contain him, which was the truth. Chris adjusted himself with his hand, still aroused but not totally hard. Grant was next to him, his bright suit was the slightest of all the guys, and the unlined material really showed off his anatomy. He looked so sexy, a surge of lust pulsated through Sarah.

“Len looks overdressed,” Alice said referring to his jammers aside all the more revealing suits, “but he does look good in jammers. He has a nice body for suits like that.”

“Yeah, and he has toned up. I heard Chris takes him swimming.” Sarah replied.

“Yeah, he does look more defined up top,” added Alice. “Even his bulge looks more toned.” They both giggled.

The girls were not alone watching the display of hot guys. Ashley was two levels above, on the six the floor. She had slipped on her pure white bikini, one she knew would drive any straight guy wild. She watched as Grant laid back in the chair, eyes closed. His turquoise suit would look so cute, with him all hard and horny, against her white bikini that barely covered her own special places. Ashley left the balcony, slipped on the white hotel robe and headed out the door. She smiled at the thought of teasing the guys, especially Grant. “He responds so fast,” she thought to herself. She could almost feel him already.

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Len was laying back, looking at Chris. He was admiring how amazing Chris looked, the same way he had admired him all through the trip. He thought back to the first day he saw Chris, how Chris made him instantly hard. “Oh man, the jealousy I felt,” Len thought to himself. “He was a better trumpet player, but more than that he was so damn hot.” As Len was thinking it, he could feel himself getting aroused, the jammer growing around the outline of his swelling manhood. It had really all started the first day he saw Chris at the pool. He looked so amazing in his white California Republic Zumo swimsuit, the one that had the huge bulge and barely fit him. His hest was so sculptured and his abdomen looked like it came off the cover of DNA. It was that moment that the rage set in, the jealousy, and the lust. He both admired and hated Chris at the same time.

“But he turned out to be such a sweet guy,” Len thought. “I was a real jerk, and he still was really nice to me” Len’s eyes watered at the thought. He laid his head back, turned to face Chris’s lounger, and soaked in all of Chris’s body. He loved the bulge the best, the way his suits accentuated the best attributes of his being a guy. Len grew harder, more aroused. He reached down and adjusted, his own touch felt stimulating. It was clear to anyone who looked that Len was sexually charged. Len enjoyed the feel of the tight grip of the lycra.

“Hey Chris,” Len broke his lusting thoughts, or maybe continued them. Chris turned and looked, not really noticing the bulging jammer. “Want to go in the pool?”

“Sure, sounds like s good idea,” Chris replied. He stood, facing Len, his swimsuit at about eye level, which nearly drove Len over the brink, Len sat up and watched as Chris turned, took two steps and then took a shallow dive into the water, a perfect swimmers dive, his tight bubble butt looked amazing as he did so.

The reality of the final days of a forty five day trip was starting to hit everyone of the guys. No one had said so, but the fact that it would soon be over made them sad. All of the guys had forged such a tight bond. They knew each other like brothers, and had learned so much about each other. They shared secrets and confidences, some that had not been shared with anyone else. Best of all they accepted each other, no matter what.

Len and Chris played around in the pool, splashing water at each other and wrestling a little. They ended up along the wall in the five foot section. The water was resort pool warm, too warm to swim, but it felt nice for hanging out. “Hey, check out my flip turn,” Len said. He demonstrated it proudly to Chris.

“That looked great,” Chris replied. “You’ve been practicing.”

“Yeah, I never thought I’d be a good swimmer, and never did I think I would do cool turns,” Len replied. “You know Chris, I really appreciate all you have done for me. You made me stay in the band and you became my best friend. I hope we stay friends after this is over.”

“Dude, you are a fun guy. I am glad we worked everything out.” Chris replied. “Now, lets not get all emotional and stuff,” Chris smiled as he said it.

“Thanks, man,” Len replied as he reached out and grabbed Chris and gave him a tight hug. He pulled Chris into him, closer than a normal guy hug, and held Chris. Their mid sections touched, Len’s erection rubbing against Chris’s bulge. Both of them grew harder. Much harder. His bodily response surprised Chris, he liked what he was feeling.

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