[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Writers Notes: I am playing with an integrated writing style, mixing first and third person... You saw it in the last chapter...Zach and I are talking, integrated into the story I am sharing. It is a interesting writing style... hope you like it.

Scott’s room was awesome. First, it was up on the 18th floor, so the campus view was amazing. Better than that, the room was on the corner, so unlike the other dorm rooms, they had lots of space and a two way view. Scott’s bed was tucked behind a wall. As a result the two of them shared a big open area where they had their TV, a little fridge, and a microwave. This weekend we were alone. Despite the no liquor rule in the dorms, Scott had snuck in some beer and wine, well at least enough to fill the fridge. We thought we were so cool, but I suspect there was more booze in that building than in a honky-tonk bar. Scott grabbed the comforter off his bed and laid it on the floor. He then grabbed pillows and a blanket. We were both still displaying last suits we had modeled for each other, and we were certainly displaying them well.

“Rye, lets watch a movie,” Scott said. “I can brew up some popcorn and we can open some wine.”

“Well, not sure you brew popcorn,” I replied with a slight jab, ever the smart ass.

“Okay boner boy… we can pop the popcorn and uncork the wine,” Scott replied with a smirk. “Maybe that is not all we will uncork and pop.” He got out this really fancy bottle of wine and gently peeled the foil top. I about erupted in my suit watching him stand there practically naked in that hot little suit I had picked out, the tropical tree fully blooming. He uncorked the bottle and stripped the cork from the crew and threw it at me. We were, after all, still college guys and pranks were par for the course.

Scott turned to me and handed me the finest Dixie cup wine glass money could buy and the gracefully poured a small taste. My eyes stared at the tree on the front of his suit. “Tell me what you think,” he said.

I gently sipped the wine, trying to be wise beyond my age. “It is a very good year,” I replied. Of course, I was not really referring to the wine, but the year Scott was born. He had grown up to be quite the handsome, hot guy. We both smirked at my reply and then he laughed.

“ I actually swiped a few bottles from my dad’s wine collection,” Scott admitted. “My mom said it was okay, so I did.” Scott’s dad was very much into wine and had quite the collection.

“Won’t he be pissed?” I asked.

“No, I know the ones that re off limits. This is the cheap stuff, at least for him,” Scott replied.

The popcorn was ready, two bags popped. The chips were ready. The wine was flowing. The suits were on. Scott was hot and horny. It was not the most romantic culinary coordination, but for two exploring swim team guys, we thought it was awesome.

“I think you will love this movie,” Scott said as he hit the play button and came back to snuggle with me under the blanket. “At least I hope so.” Scott was so cute and so sincere.

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“So what happened next?” I asked Zach, urging him to finish the story.

“Well, as I laid there, she began to explore the outline of my suit with her fingers, gently gliding along the outer edge.” Scott explained. He further went on to tell how he sort of froze as she did it. He liked how it felt, but he found the moment awkward. “You know, I’ve never had a girl do that to me,” Zach added, “and I was trying not to get hard.”

As they laid together, Amy’s head still on Zach’s chest, Zach rubbed Amy’s back. “I’ve never watched a guy from this angle,” Amy said to Zach, referring to her view of him in his swimsuit. “It is quite the perspective.” Zach could not see Amy’s face, but he knew exactly what she was looking at. All this was a new experience for Zach. He had never had a girl get that close to him that she was feeling him where she was. Zach had been to the beach with girls before, even a few kisses and hugs, but nothing like this. When it came to romance, Zach was very much a late bloomer.

“Her fingers ran right up the front of me,” Zach continued the story. Amy had finished the outline of his suit and she started between his legs and slowly glided up the suit, feeling every inch of Zach through the tight fitting lycra material. Just as Zach always wore his suits, he was in the upward position. Amy’s first two fingers each went along the outline of his anatomy in the suit. The sensation was beyond erotic and Zach was doing all he could to maintain control.

“It felt awesome,” Zach added. “I mean I really liked it and all, but I didn’t want to get into something that I couldn’t stop.”

“Wow, Zach she was really into you,” I said. I was getting excited imagining what he was going through, despite the fact that it was a different gender context.

“Holy crap, Rye, you are not going to believe what happens,” Zach replied. “It sure surprised me.”

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We both laid our heads against a giant beanbag chair, which seemed to be the staple of every college dorm, and sipped our gourmet Dixie cups of wine. For a couple of gay college guys, we obviously had not developed any sense of gourmet etiquette. The movie played in front of us, I don’t even recall what it was. We were not paying it much attention. We were too into each other and enjoying laughing and carrying on. I loved the way Scott got dimples when he laughed. It was contagious. Just watch him laugh and you could not help but laugh, too. I was still feeling really aroused from earlier, especially since I got so close but did not finish the act. As I watched Scott’s infectious smile, dimples and his “want to run my hand through it” hair, I was getting turned on all by myself.

“Dude, we already drank more than half the bottle,” Scott said. “Glad I put two in the refrigerator.”

“We are gonna suck at swimming tomorrow,” I said, starting to feel the effect of the wine.

“No way, wine is good for you,” Scott replied as he refilled both our cups. That led to a quick kiss, which led to something substantially longer. Our relationship had progressively become more romantic, and we were at a point where random hugs and kisses were normal. We had even sneaked a few in open places, despite both of us not being out, yet.

“You think anyone has figured us out?” Scott asked in a more serious way after our burst of romance.

“I don’t know, maybe” I replied. “ But Zach would tell me if he heard anything and he has not.”

“Have you ever thought about coming out?” Scott asked.

“Yeah, lots lately,” I replied. “ I think I’d start with the team first.”

“I don’t know,” Scott replied. “I’d do it with you, but that is a huge step.”

I don’t know if the wine or our relationship had prompted the conversation. Probably both. I found a certain irony in the fat that Scott and I were having this very deep conversation while wearing swimsuits. Growing up, both Zach and I discovered our respective sexual identities together and much of it was found while we were on the various swim teams. For Scott it was likely the same. And together Zach and I faced the same dilemmas in different ways. For Zach it was cute girls in swimsuits that he would find attractive while wearing a tiny little suit. For me, it was countless cute guys snugly stuffed into the tiniest of suits.
Scott and I wrapped up our deep conversation with a very affectionate hug. I did not realize how much Scott was wrestling with where he was. He was younger than me and guess I wrestled with those same issues too.

Our deep embrace led to us laying face to face with each other. Zach’s leg was slid up between mine, with his upper leg resting right against the front of me. “I can feel you against my leg,” Scott said. “And you feel very tantalizing,” The sensation of Scott against me was making me extremely aroused.

“Want to try something new,” I whispered to Scott as we continued to turn each other on. We were both fairly new to all of this, but we were ready for the next step. I whispered into Scott’s ear a suggestion that he immediately liked.

“Oh yeah, that sounds great,” he replied. With that, our relationship went to a whole next level.
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“You look really hot,” Amy said to Zach as she rubbed his stomach. He hand slid down and along the top of his suit. She teased him along the waist band of his suit and played a little with the strings, which she had slipped out from his waistband.

“What happens if these get in a know?” She asked.

“You can’t get the suit off,” Zach said. “At least not easily.”

“So you are trapped in your Speedo?” she laughed.

“Yeah, I guess so,” Zach replied.

“I’d like to see that,” Amy giggled.

“It has happened a few times,” Zach replied as Amy’s hand continued to tease him. He was doing good at keeping control of himself, but he could feel the urges inside him. Zach’s had was rubbing along her back and shoulders.

Amy slid her hand back down over Zach’s suit. She gently ran along the front of him several times with her fingers. As much as Zach wanted to avoid it, he quickly felt the effect of her action as he began to expand rapidly inside the suit. “Oh man, Amy,” Zach said. “What are you doing.”

“Watching you, this is fun,” she said.

To be continued... let me know what u think of the integrated style... STS... a new horizon 4 me.