[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Joe spent the rest of Friday in one of the best moods he had been in for a long time. He absolutely enjoyed breakfast more than Ryan could know. It lifted his loneliness and made him feel young to be out with such a young guy eating breakfast on a college campus. Joe and Frank always wanted kids, but the options that were available today just were not there in Joe’s younger days. Joe knew he was developing quite an affection for Ryan, not in a sexual way, rather in the way he imagined a parent had with a child. For sure, he thought Ryan was really handsome and he debated whether he looked more handsome in his swimsuits showing off his body or in the really tight jeans he wore to breakfast, which let the imagination run as to what he looked like underneath.

“He reminds me so much of how I was at his age” Joe thought as he walked back to his car. “He sure likes Zach and is frustrated he is straight.” Joe had certainly figured Ryan out from his comments about Zach.

“I wonder if he really would feel okay about coming to the beach” Joe’s thought wandered. He started to imagine the two of them at the beach. Coffee and breakfast on the balcony. Swimming laps in the beachside pool. Walks on the beach talking about life. Joe was tempted to just drive straight to the condo right then, but he didn’t really know which beach Ryan and the guys had gone to and he thought it would be weird if he just showed up and he did not want to screw up the budding friendship. For Joe, the mere fact that he had the urge to go back to the condo was significant. Since Frank was gone, he had not had any real desire to spend time there.

On his way home Frank stopped by a small swimming shop located near the university. He picked out a couple new suits, both Speedo brands. He was not sure why he wanted to buy them, but he did. One of the ones he picked was a real nice red print suit, a little daring for Joe and he held it up several times. “Ryan would love this,” he thought so guessing at Ryan’s size he picked out a 28 waist and added it to his selections, just in case. “It would be so fun to have the same suits.” Joe smiled to himself and pictured Ryan as he gave it to him. Ryan sure seemed like he would appreciate it.

Back at home, Joe dug through his closet and found his box of diving medals and photos. He sat there for a couple hours looking at each of the medals and at himself in the old photos. “A much younger day” he thought. It was one of the best days Joe had in a long time. He capped it off by trying on his new suits. He felt young in them, and enjoyed the way they fit and felt. Joe really loved the tight feel of brand new suits.

“Can’t wait to wear this one next week” Joe though as he looked at the purple and blue print. He decided to keep the red one for if Ryan did come to the beach.

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The guys got all decked out in shorts and nice shirts and headed out the door to grab dinner. After they planned to find a place to check out the girl scene. “Maybe get laid” one of them commented. Scott and Ryan played the part. Zach gave Ryan a smile as the rest of the guys ventured into usual guy talk about how to impress a lady. Everyone an expert, but all would come home single with their right hand their best friend for the night.

After dinner, Scott and I bowed out of the pick up girls event, opting instead to head back to the hotel for a dip in the pool. At first Zach was going to do the same, but I think he figured something was up between Scott and I so he decided to hang with the rest of the gang. I knew Zach probably was more into the whole pool and beach thing. It was an unusually warm night for early Spring. The temp felt like it was still in the low 70’s and there was no real wind to make it feel colder. On the way back, I asked Scott if he liked wine and based on his reply we swung by a liquor store on the way back and I grabbed a couple bottles of wine, one red and one chilled white.

Scott went in the bathroom to change, while I changed right in out room. He emerged in just his suit, a black and purple vertical striped Speedo, while I had on a T-shirt over mine, the yellow print I had worn at swimming that morning with Joe. He looked wicked hot standing there facing me. It seemed odd, I had seen Scott at swim team all the time in just his suits, but maybe it was the light or the mood, somehow tonight he looked far amazing. He stood there for a second as I looked at him.

“Hey lets get some wine” I said to Scott.

“Cool,” he replied. “Maybe we can sit on the balcony for a while since we got the place to ourselves.”

I poured us each a glass of wine and joined him on the balcony. He was standing at the railing. I came up behind him and slid my arm around him and handed him his wine. “I just figured it was a white wine night,” I said.

“Hey, take off your shirt,” Scott said back as he grabbed my shirt and pulled it up over my chest. “I want to see your abs.” I about boned myself right there. “What a cool suit,” he said as he saw my suit emerge from under the shirt, his hands resting on my abs, the cold wine glass touching me as he held it in his hand. I pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it on the chair.

Scott reached for my glass and handed it to me. We both sat in the two lounge chairs on the balcony. The beach was quiet and we listened to the waves, two Speedo clad guys unsure of where the night would take them.

“This is so romantic,” Scott said. “Way better than trying to pick up girls.” he added. I think that comment made me confused, but I let it pass.

“Yes it is,” I said back. “Plus I am not much of a girl seeking guy” I added.

“Me neither” Scott said back as he grabbed my hand. “But I’d sure pick you up.” he added.

“You too,” I replied. We both smiled at each other.

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We were the only two on the beach as we ventured north away from the hotel, carrying refreshed glasses of wine in plastic cups. Very elegant. The wine and the atmosphere had rekindled my aroused feelings from earlier in the day, and I was sure they had done the same in Scott. We both had slipped on our T-shirts, as the temperature seemed to be slightly cooler. I am not sure how far we had walked when Scott reached over and took my hand. We were past the hotels and into a more private area of the beach. A few houses had lights on, but most were dark. We could occasionally hear voices emanating in the air from people on their decks. The moon was not full, but it was bright enough to light the beach and glow on the ocean. It seemed to be low tide.

“Hey, look at the ship” Scott broke the silence, pointing. “That is so cool.” Heading out to sea we could see the lit outline of what must have been a cruise ship heading out from the port.

“Wonder where they are going” I said as we stopped and watched.

“I have never been on a ship,” Scott said. “I bet that would be really cool.”

“Me neither” I replied.

Scott slid up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled in close to me and I could feel his body against mine. He gently rubbed against me.

“This is so awesome” Scott whispered in my ear. “I am so glad you suggested we come back here and have some time to ourselves”

“I love the ocean” I said back. “Mysterious, exciting”

We set our cups down on the beach , allowing us the freedom of both hands. I turned Scott to me and we embraced. It was a tight hold, face to face, chest to chest and… well… you know. It was incredibly erotic and arousing. We held that for a long time, weaving and rubbing against each other. We both were making ourselves wildly excited, but we remained peacefully embraced despite the urges inside us…

To be continued….