[SwimTeamSpeedo]

The pool was quiet when Joe arrived on Saturday. He swam his usual work out, but it seemed like something was missing. “What the heck,?” Joe thought, “I’ve swam for years alone and it never bothered me.” By the end of his swim, there were a few others in the pool, a couple of “regulars” who Joe waved at or said hello. As Joe got out of the pool he stood at stared at the diving pool, which was really a wing to the lap pool. As always, it was empty. Occasionally, someone would use it for water running, but not often. An urge hit Joe, one he had not felt before.

With the guards blessing, Joe walked over to the diving section. He stood on the side and did something he had not done in a good twenty years. Joe dove in. Not from a board, just from the side, but head first, as straight down as he could. His youthful urge to dive made him smile. That he did it, made him beam. When he got out of the pool, the lifeguard gave him a thumbs up. Joe smiled and did it again.

After a half dozen of those poolside dives, a now somewhat nervous Joe climbed up to the lowest of the boards, the 3 meter board. “A little over 9 feet to the water” Joe thought. He made the mistake of walking to the end of the board and looking down. As a kid, the coaches never let him do that. Three meters looks a lot farther than it really is. “Damn,’ Joe thought. He almost got down off the board, but just as he got ready to do that a spurt of courage took over. He checked the drawstrings on his suit, stretched his arms, shook off his nervousness.

It all came back to him. He solidly approached the end of the board, his bounce was perfect and he went up and forward over the water. His body turned 180 degrees to put his arms and head toward the water and he gracefully made a straight arrow-like dive,arms out front and together. A ripple of a splash. If a judge watched it, it had to be a ten. His new blue and purple print suit disappeared into the water. Joe knew he rocked it, both the dive and the suit. He made his underwater check to make sure everything was still where it should be, a flashback to his younger days when those old Nylon suits sometimes would just slide right off as you hit that water, despite being tied.

“What a great dive” the guard yelled as Joe got out. The guard was standing up on the ladder of her stand holding both hands up with five fingers showing in each, symbolically the ten rating. Joesmiledback and gave a return thumbs up. Joe was done for the day as he walked back to the locker room.

“Maybe more tomorrow” he said to the guard as he passed. They both smiled. A new spring in Joe’s step.

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The three other guys in our room were still asleep when I woke up. Fromthe silence through the adjoining door the other dudes were asleep aswell. The sun was just breaking over the water. I quietly slid out of bed, trying not to wake Zach, who was in the same bed. Some straight guys would think it was weird to sleep in the same bed with another guy, but on our away swim meets it was always four to a hotel room, so the swimmers were used to it. I stood there for a second wearing just the suit I had slept in. Zach looked to be asleep. The room was cooled off from the night air coming through the open balcony screen. I grabbed a new suit and shirt out of my bag and changed quietly. I then grabbed my goggles. I quietly went out the door and headed down to the pool.

The pool was not a full lap pool, but it was at least long enough to get in some kind of a workout. I dropped my shirt on a chair, put my bottle of water at the edge and jumped in. As I swam, I watched the sun slowly fill the sky with color. I felt the after effects of the wine and beer from yesterday as I made sluggish laps back and forth.

I though about Scott last night on the beach. The long embrace, the feel of Scott getting more aroused against me. Us laying down on the sand as we drove each other wild exploring our tangled bodies. Scott whispers in my ear as he climbed closer and closer to losing control. The feel of his tightly fitting suit against my hand. Reliving it was making me hard and horny even as I swam. I don’t think either of us expected what happened, but we sure did enjoy it. I smiled internally at the thought. I swam for an hour. It was awesome to have the pool alone. As I finished I stood at the edge and watched the waves crash onto the beach under the now full sun. It was much warmer now. I was positioned in front of a jet hitting me in exactly the right spot and I was enjoying the sensation and the peacefulness of the empty beach and the open ocean. Maybe I was enjoying more than the ocean, the jet sure felt good.

I wondered about Joe, whether he went swimming this morning. As I laid my head into my hands and watched the surf, I smiled as I recollected how much fun we had at breakfast. Joe was such a nice guy, and I really liked talking to him. I felt bad that he was left swimming alone, never thinking in my youthful exuberance that he had swam alone for years, and probably was just as happy that some young punk was not interrupting him. I watched the surf, now very much enjoying the gentle massage the pool was giving me.

The clang of the gate ripped my attention away from the beach. I looked up as Zach came through the gate with two big cups of coffee. “I knew I’d find you here, Speedo boy” he said. “Thought you might like some coffee.”

“Thanks,” I replied. “You were sound asleep when I left.”

“Not really, I was actually awake, watched you get dressed and leave. Thought about coming along but the bed seemed way warmer.”

“All the other guys asleep?”

“Yeah. I think Scott might be awake, though. I saw some movement when I was leaving.

I was still in front of the jet and still enjoying the impact it was having on me. Zach had on a sweatshirt and a pair of board shorts. He pulled a chair over toward the pool and sat down.

“So, what did Scott and you do?” Zach asked.

“Oh, not much. We just walked on the beach, had some wine, and then hung out here until you guys showed up.”

“So, I know why you took off on the whole pick up girl thing, but what’s the story with Scott?” Zach asked.

“Well, let me just say I don’t think it is his thing either.”

Zach smiled. “Cool,” he said. He watched as the water was bubbling up in front of me. “Dude, you rocking a jet right now?” He smirked.

“Yeah, kind of” I replied blushing.

“Your such a horn dog.” Zach replied.

Zach didn’t wear a suit under his boardies. Said he did not think he was getting in the water, but I convinced him to do the hot tub. “I hate wearing shorts in the water” he said as he climbed in.

“Should always come prepared,” I quipped at him.

Scott joined us a few minutes later. He was wearing a solid red Speedo, which looked really hot on him. He got in the hot tub with us and we all lined up facing the beach. Coffee in one hand, he put his other under the water as we all watched the waves.

“Good morning guys” he said, as he gently rubbed his hand against my leg. “How was the girl scene?” he asked Zach.

“Oh, we all got laid twice” Zach replied with a smirk.

“Yeah, in your wettest dream” Scott replied.

Scott had slid his hand right up onto the part of me that was previously enjoying the water jet in the pool. As he and Zach discussed the events of the night, Scott gently rubbed over my suit, obviously well aware of what he was doing to me. As much as I was really into what he was doing, I really didn’t want to get to where I could not stop myself. I let Scott continue for a little longer than I took his hand in mine and diverted his action. I was so turned on, it would not have taken much more to finish the job, in fact I was really thinking I was going to anyway.

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