[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Brad really needed to get out of the sticky, wet, swimsuit. He asked Dylan if he wanted anything to drink and used the excuse of getting him a beer to head in and get changed. As he walked toward the house, he adjusted himself in the suit, which was now getting dry and more uncomfortably sticky.

“You have to go see the place,” Erik encouraged Dylan. As much as Brad hoped to be alone, he stopped and offered Dylan join him for a quick tour. He was stuck, literally and figuratively, having to wear his messy suit a little longer. He entered the kitchen area and Brad grabbed Dylan the requested beer, before showing him the rest of the house. As with the rest of the guys, Dylan was equally impressed.

“Cool place,” he said to Brad as he took a deep chug of the cold beer.

“Thanks,” Brad replied. “So, what about a swimsuit?” Brad asked.

“No, sorry.” Dylan replied. “It’s not a big deal, you guys can still go ahead, I can watch.”

“Oh man, you gotta go in the hot tub,” Brad replied “Be right back,” Brad added as he slipped away to his wing of the house. He really needed to get out of the suit. . Brad slipped out of the white suit, which he dropped into a sink of clean water. He was relieved to get out of his sticky situation. He washed up, then went naked to his collection of suits and grabbed another suit and slipped it on.

Out in the hot tub, Ben and Erik used the private time to take in each other. They were both pretty stimulated by the event of the night. They embraced in a tight hold, each of them taking in the touch and feel of the other. Ben was so turned on and aroused, Erik could feel his manhood pressed against Erik’s body as they held each other. It was very tantalizing. They both really wanted to let themselves go all the way, but they held back. Erik rubbed his hands along Ben’s smooth, tight chest and abs, along his waistline, and then down to the magic spots below.

“Oh man, Erik,” Ben whispered. “You are driving me wild.:

“Me too,” Erik replied. “I love the feel of you in your sweet swimsuits.” Erik continued the exploration. Ben was closer than ever and enjoying every minute. He was working to return the sensual touches on Erik’s body as much as he could. They stood and embraced, their bodies mid-thigh up exposed to the cool night air. It felt awesome. Ben’s hands rubbed Erik’s butt as he gently lured him close, so their bulges could touch. It was a great moment alone, or so they thought. Dylan was innocently watching out the sliding door window, absorbing what he was seeing. He was certain there was more between Erik and Ben, and now he was getting the affirmation.

“At least someone is getting some romance tonight,” Dylan thought to himself as he watched his brother and friend continue their caressing embrace.

“Check these out,” Brad’s voice startled him. “I figured you and I are about the same size.” He handed Dylan three different swimsuits. “The blue and black ones are new, never worn, in case that freaks you out, but the red one is pretty awesome looking.” Dylan did not notice, but the white suit Brad was now wearing was different, with some blue stripes along the waist and down the sides. It had the same snug fit, narrow sides, and really showed off his package of goods well.

“Thanks,” Dylan replied as set them down and then held each one up. The blue one was a solid color Speedo, tags still on it. The black was a really cool Tyr suit with cool specks of red, yellow, blue and purple all over it, like small candle sticks of solid colors in a dark background. It looked awesome. Dylan noticed immediately that it was a smaller cut suit than the blue one. It also had a softer feel to the material. The red suit was a different brand. It was almost entirely red, but for yellow piping on each side. It was the smallest of the three. Brad really wanted to see Dylan in the red, he knew he would look hot in it.

“You can try them all on if you want.” Brad offered.

Dylan picked the black one. He slipped off his jeans right there. Brad’s eyes popped out of his head as he watched Dylan strip naked before his eyes. He was more amazing looking than Dylan had thought, a smooth athletic body, very muscular. Not as swimmer or runner looking as Ben and Erik, but more of the rugged athletic type. He had incredible legs, and his chest was adorned with a moderate spread of dark hair. He had a great package, not overly huge, rather well-proportioned with his rugged body. It was amazing what Brad took in in those brief seconds of nakedness. Dylan turned around, back to Brad as he bent over to slip on the suit. Brad watched as Dylan pulled on the tiny black Tyr suit. It really came to life as the material expanded to wrap around Dylan’s mid-section.

“F..K,” Dylan thought to himself as he felt his anatomy do what happened to most guys first time in a snug, tight swimsuit. Dylan felt the erection burst forward. He had wanted to position down, forming a nice little mound in the suit, but he was too firm to make that work. His well-proportioned package was now displaying its best proportion. He had his back to Brad, who could not see what was happening. Dylan positioned to the left, and tied the strings. He checked himself and tried to adjust a bit. It was clear that he was hard, and no way to hide it in the tiny suit.

“Turn around and let me see,” Brad asked.

Dylan hesitated before finally sheepishly turning around, his body’s response to the snug suit clearly on display. “I guess it fits rather tight,” he replied as Brad’s eyes went right to the front of Dylan’s suit.

“It happens,” Brad replied. “First time in a suit like this?”

“Yeah,” Dylan answered, not admitting to his little session alone in the shower the other morning. Finally h turned around, displaying the look of his front. Dylan had to admit that despite the erect state he was in he liked how the suit felt and looked. He could see his reflection in the sliding glass windows. It actually made him feel kind of sexy. He loved the way it showed all of his muscular legs, and the way it cut high on the sides, covering the necessary parts, but leaving the rest of his body visible. He really loved the way the soft material felt against his most sensitive body parts.

“You look great,” Dylan replied. “That suit is perfect for you.” It really did look amazing on him. The colors added a dash of excitement. Despite his anatomic situation, the fit was perfect and the black somewhat hid his aroused state. “You like it?” Brad asked.

“Yeah, it is pretty cool,” Dylan replied. He had not noticed that Brad’s own body was responding to the stimulus of the tight fitting suit on Dylan’s rugged body.

“Grab your beer and let’s get out there,” Brad said as he pushed Dylan on the butt. The attraction was intense, but he was not sure if Dylan felt it, too.