[SwimTeamSpeedo]

The moon light shimmered across the balcony through the sliding glass door of the bedroom in Chris’s grand room, giving off a soft glow. Chris was alone. He slipped out of the wet swimsuit he had worn in the pool, toweling off his males parts, which were still aroused from watching Grant in the pool. Chris stood naked, admiring himself in the full length mirror. He gently massaged himself, not to bring himself to orgasm, rather just enjoying the feel of his anatomy. He did this often, savoring the results of his intense swimming workouts. He rubbed his abs, watching as his body responded to his own caress. Chris marveled at the male body, whether his or another swimmer, a secret he kept very private. He let his urge pass, as he turned and walked across the room to his suitcase.

Chris dug through his clothes, looking for a very specific swimsuit to slip on. He had bought it at a small boutique in Italy, secretly having gone back there alone after Alex and he had found it. He pulled the suit out and held it up. The tags were still on it. He admired the slight spread of material that would soon be wrapped around him. Chris slipped his feet through the suit and pulled it up his legs, the material stretching perfectly as he gently pulled it over his anatomy and adjusted the back of it. The material was soft, almost silky feeling. He adjusted himself, his body responding to the sensual feel of the material. He smiled as the spider print came to life, the spiders legs wrapping around his masculine bulge, as if it were about to attack. “I love this suit,” Chris said aloud to no one, as he admired the slight fit and awesome print of the Neptune Scepter brief. The side panels were narrow, barley a half inch, the cut in front accentuating his best features. He rubbed his hand over the front of the suit, feeling himself and the soft material at the same time. He grew totally erect. He held himself with his left hand, the last three fingers gently touching between his legs, his thumb rubbing against his erect anatomy. He spread his legs a bit, enjoying the feel of the silky lycra material and the stimulation of his own caress.

Chris made his way to the balcony, still totally alone in the dark room. He continued to hold himself in the tight fit of the suit, his left hand continuing to tantalize his desires. Chris stood at the balcony taking in the pool scene. The entire pool was quiet, but for Alex and Patrick in the hot tub. The muddled sounds of voices drifted in the air. Chris watched Alex and Patrick as they laid arm in arm against the wall of the hot tub, it was clear they were enjoying each other very much. Chris watched as the two kissed, long deep kisses full of love and lust. Their display turned Chris on even more, the snug suit being stretched to its limits by Chris’s own urges. Chris found himself attracted in a way he did not expect, a very curious desire took his mind to thoughts and urges he had never felt before. A state of arousal quickly was consuming him, just as urges were consuming Alex and Patrick. “Wow,” Chris thought to himself as he felt his body becoming consumed by his pulsations of erotic desire.

The chime of the iPad broke Chris’s trance. Sheri’s smile appeared on the screen. He stepped back and fell into one of the loungers, hitting the accept button as he laid back. “Hey cutie, I love and miss you,” Chris said into the camera. Sheri eyed his muscled upper body, taking it all in. Just like Chris, Sheri was equally full of desire and passion. He looked so hot, so sexually arousing and handsome. She felt tingles of heat shoot through her, especially in the right places.

“Show me the rest of you,” she asked. “I bet you are in some cute swimsuit.” She smiled as Chris maneuvered the iPad to show off the rest of his masculine and very stimulated body. “That spider looks cute,” Sheri added as he scanned his midsection. “Love that swimsuit.”

“I really wish you were here,” Chris replied. “I know it is only a few more days.” They two ventured into a deep and very erotic conversation.

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The early morning sun woke Chris. He was still on the balcony, but a blanket covered him. His iPad was on the floor next to the chair. He was a little disoriented for a second, until he got his bearings. “where did this blanket come from,” Chris wondered. He had not brought one out with him the night before. A text on his iPad from Sheri read “you must be falling asleep sweetie, I love you.” His suit was still on, but not tied up. He slipped out from under the blanket, stood and tied up the suit, adjusting himself for a better fit. He looked over the rail at the quiet pool. A sole attendant was clearing old towels and lining up the chairs for a new day. It was barely after five.

Chris quietly slid open the screen door. Patrick and Alex were wrapped in each other in the bed, they were both wearing matching Turbo briefs. As Chris passed by the foot of the bed, Alex woke, saying nothing. He watched as Chris walked past, his handsome nearly naked body. Alex loved the suit, Patrick and he had admired Chris in it as he slept on the balcony.

“Hi Chris,” Alex whispered.

“Hi, go back to sleep,” Chris replied. “I’m going to change and go for a swim.”

“Okay,” Alex replied. “Hot looking suit,” he added.

Alex washed the sticky remnants of his lustful conversation with Sheri from his chest, wondering if Alex and Patrick saw any of that, an answer he would never know. He slipped out of the Spider suit and into his Turbo USA swim brief. As always happened as he put on his suits, he got aroused, adjusting himself to fit into the suit. Chris grabbed his swim gear, slipped on a shirt, and headed out the door.

The lap pool had opened at 5. The six lane, 25 meter pool was empty, but for a lone swimmer in the first lane, a guy in his twenties wearing an Aussiebum Superhero brief. Chris watched for a few seconds as the swimmer made his way down the lane, not fast, and did an open turn at the wall. Chris jumped in lane three and pushed off. Gliding long under the water. The cool water felt refreshing .

The swimmer in lane one caught a glimpse of Chris’s swimmer body as they passed mid lane. He eyed Chris’s muscled legs, and especially the way his bulge hung into the water. Chris did the same check out in return. Chris was clearly the stronger swimmer, and much more muscular. As the two cute guys swam two other swimmers joined the pool, both female. They were wearing blue print Speedo suits. They took the two lanes next to Chris.

Chris swam 5000 meters. When he finished, he was the sole remaining swimmer in the pool. The swimmer in the Aussiebum had finished thirty minutes earlier, and the two ladies only swam for twenty minutes. Chris did a few warm down laps, finishing off with a few stretches at the wall. The swim felt great. As he always did, Chris pulled the strings out from his waist, letting them hang free of the confines of the suit. He hoisted his tall, lean body from the pool, the wet suit clinging to him. On deck he stood, legs spread about shoulder width, and did a series of arm pulls.

“You are a really graceful swimmer,” a voice broke Chris’s concentration. He turned to see a similarly tall, very fit swimmer walking toward him, his Aussiebum Superhero suit giving him a splash of playful color. While not as muscular as Chris, he was clearly in great shape, especially the way he filled out the Nylon swimsuit.

“Hey, thanks,” Chris replied. “You are really good, too.” The two stood for silent for a few seconds looking at each other. Both eyes wandered along each other’s swim suited masculine physique, checking out how well each other’s swimsuits fit. “Cool suit,” Chris broke the silence, “I really like Aussiebum suits.”

“Thanks, I was thinking the same about yours,” the swimmer replied. “It really looks nice on you, you are the perfect build for that suit.” Chris blushed.

“You staying here at the hotel?” Chris asked.

“Technically, yes. I work here for the Summer. They give me a room as part of my deal. It’s really great, I get the use of the facilities on my time off.”

“Cool,” Chris replied.

“I am Bobby, by the way,” the cute swimmer held out his hand. Chris shook it and returned the introduction. “How about we get changed and grad some coffee, I know this great little coffee shop…” The two handsome young men headed into the locker room. Chris pushed down on the front of his suit, he could not believe he was getting hard.

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