[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Eight college friends, all guys, finished breakfast and got their stuff ready for the beach. It was nearing 8 am, and they wanted to get out and secure a good spot to set up a volleyball net and claim their space. The gang had rented a house for the week. No girls, just the eight of them. It was an eclectic mix; three guys were on swim team, two in band, one wrestler, and the rest were simply students. They all had unique interests, a wide mix of looks, but one important common attribute across all of them, their mutual desire to keep it just a guy’s week. In fact, there was no risk of anything different. They all were out, at least to each other, if not various levels of the world.

They set up camp at the far north end of the beach. The volleyball net up, they spread out their blankets and towels. Within minutes a big chunk of the soft golden sand was covered with all the trappings of a great day at the beach. A cooler with cold beer and other assorted liquids was set up. Beer was technically not allowed, but the beach patrol rarely ventured up this far. The house was a short walk over the dunes.

Two of the three swim team guys claimed a blanket closest to the water and laid out on their backs. The rest of the gang set up blankets close by, all within talking distance. As diverse as their personalities was the choices of swimwear, ranging from Speedo and Arena suits all the way to Birdwell Beach Britches, which were about as close to board shorts as was on the market at the time, at least in this part of the South.

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“You’re quite the show off,” Ben said to Erik as they accelerated down the highway. “You wasted no time letting that girl check you out.” It was almost as if Ben was jealous, maybe even mad.

“Three is no way I was interested in her,” Erik replied. “Not at all!” Erik added strongly. “I think the guy was more interested in us than she was.” Erik added after a pause.

There was an awkward silence in the car. Ben was looking out the side window, not saying anything.

“Are you okay?” Erik asked. He could sense something had changed, but he was not sure what. Maybe he had embarrassed Ben by making him show off his swimsuit.

“Yeah, fine,” Ben answered. “Just thinking, I guess.”

“Look, we are gonna have fun today, we need to” Erik changed the subject. “Just us on the beach.”

Ben came around and the banter was back. In 45 minutes they wheeled onto Atlantic Avenue.

“I think we should head north, it is more private up there.”

“Good call,” Ben replied.

They found a road a road with some parking spots at a dune crossing onto the beach. They were up at the far north end, amongst a variety of beach homes. Mostly investment properties that were weekly rentals.

Erik grabbed his bag of towels and blanket and the cooler with drinks and snacks. He threw his shirt in the back of the Gremlin, now standing outside the car in nothing but his red and white Speedo. Ben watched as Eric got ready and followed his lead, stripping to just the black and gold swimsuit Erik lent him. Erik admired how amazing he looked. Ben grabbed the volleyball and some other game stuff and his own towel bag. Erik locked the car and the two headed out to the beach.

The day was perfect. The sky was deep blue with no clouds; a light ocean breeze could be felt wisping over the dunes. The sand was a soft golden yellow and had not yet absorbed the heat of the day. They both made their way over the dune wall typical of the mid-Atlantic coast. As they crested the dune, Erik stopped to take it in. Despite the number of times he came to the beach, he always was awestruck by the ocean. Ben was behind and had been admiring Erik’s back profile, the way his suit wrapped his tight, muscular butt. Ben had watched this aspect of Erik many times in his running shorts, but the swimsuit was such a better view. He could almost tackle Erik right there.

“What are ya looking at?” Ben said as he came up right behind Erik and put his head on Erik’s shoulder. The move brought Ben’s front right against Erik’s back side, the feel of Erik’s muscular butt against the part of Ben that would enjoy it most. He popped hard almost immediately.

“Just taking it in” Erik replied. He felt Ben against him and his body started to react the same as Ben’s. The two stayed there for several seconds, almost in an embrace. It could have led to more, but instead they resumed their trek, their bulging suits quite a bit more prominent.

Off the path they went left, heading a bit more north. They saw a spread of blankets, towels and a volleyball net with quite a collection of guys. There were a few others on the beach, but it was still early. Erik stopped at a point about 75 feet from the group of guys, at least three of whom had taken notice of the two new visitors, especially their swimsuits.

“This look good?” Erik asked

“Perfect,” Ben replied.

They laid out there stuff and got everything situated. Ben was on the left, Erik on the right, of the large blanket they had spread out. Two towels, side by side, marked their respective spots. Once they were settled, they both stood side by side, looking at the water. They were still aroused from their stop on the dune, their suits pressing against their semi-erect anatomy. The lycra suit displayed Erik more detailed than the Nylon on Ben, a view Ben liked.

“I’m getting wet,” Ben announced as he darted off to the water.

“Last one in is a loser” Erik proclaimed as he darted past Ben.

The rushed out into the waves. The water was moderately cool, which was exactly what they both needed to calm their raging hormones. Ben leaped over a wave in chest waist deep water and dove into the one behind. He emerged several feet further out. Erik followed and came up next to him.

“This feels awesome” Erik replied. “Just what I needed.”

Ben smiled in agreement as they jumped through the next several waves. On shore the gang of eight enjoyed the view of the two of them in the water.

“I had a major boner going on,” Ben admitted. “This cool water was exactly what I needed.”

“Yeah,” I kind noticed back there. Erik replied.

“Dude, you were pretty hard yourself,” Ben replied, teasing.

“Must be that you drive me wild,” Erik replied. “Just saying…”

“Interesting…” Ben trailed off as he took another battle at the waves.

After twenty minutes in the water, the two made their way back out to their blanket and towels. Their suits fit much less snugly, but the wet material was wrapping around them, giving the rest of the beach quite the view. Ben laid down on his stomach, quickly rolling onto his back. Erik faced the water and sat.

Ben pulled on Erik’s shoulder. “Lay back, it feels awesome.” Erik followed his request and the two were side by side laying in the sun. Their lean bodies on display and their suits showing the prominent bulges of their youthful, fit bodies. Erik slid his hand such that it was touching against Ben’s. Ben smiled as he closed his eyes. It was the start of what was going to be an amazing day.

They had caught the eye of their neighbors, as well.

To be continued....