[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Ben and Erik never got further than bringing each other into a frenzied state of sexual edging, which had left both of them actively aroused and desiring of more. They had taken a break from the hot tub and walked out to the dock. The cool air felt great, and was just what their bodies needed. Erik even took a quick jump in the lake, the cold water of the dark moonlit lake felt like the cold blast of an air conditioner on a hot summer day. It was also welcomed relief. They playfully poked and bumped at each other as they walked back to the hot tub. Their suits still clinging wet to the, outlining their masculine features with perfect definition, right down to the cut line on one of them, but not on the other. It was the perfect setting for the song Moondance.

Dylan and Brad were in the hot tub, sitting opposite. Dylan had a beer and Brad had brought out yet another bottle of wine, chilled white. As the guys approached he filled their glasses, standing just high enough that both guys could see his new white swimsuit. Unlike Dylan, they both immediately noted the differences. The sheerness, however, was the same, as the now wet white suit left nothing to secret.

“I didn’t think you had a swimsuit with you,” Erik said to his brother.

“I didn’t,” he replied. “Brad gave me one.”

“Oh, cool. Let’s see it.” Erik continued.

Dylan stood up to reveal the black, colorful suit. In its wet state it clung to him tightly. Brad watched intently as his manhood was before him at eye level. It was almost too much to resist reaching out. He resisted the temptation.

“Cool,” replied Erik. Ben nodded in agreement. For the first time, Erik got to see Dylan in a small, racing type swim suit. He smiled at the look. He had to admit his brother was pretty hot looking. Sara clearly was missing out on a great guy, thought Erik to himself.

Ben and Erik sat on two wood Adirondack chairs side by side, sipping their wine, watching the two guys in the hot tub. They had all consumed enough liquor to let their own inhibitions cut free. The first display was the hand holding between Erik and Ben. Dylan caught it out of the corner of his eye, but made no visible reaction. Since Erik had no idea what Dylan had already seen, this simple display of affection was the first outward step for him with his brother. It took courage, and the influence of wine. Ben smiled at Erik.

Brad and Dylan made small talk. Brad shared stories about life in the top of Maine. “Potatoes up here are king,” he explained, talking about the importance of the region’s biggest farm crop. As Brad talked, he kept thinking about how handsome he thought Dylan looked. He looked way more amazing without clothes than he did in his jeans. Nearly naked he was a pleasant surprise, dressed he blended in. As they sat, Brad slid his foot so that his toes touched the top of Dylan’s foot. Testing the waters, so to speak. Dylan did not move away.

Dylan was really enjoying how the suit’s small cut really allowed his body to feel the water. He rubbed his legs, and even a few times his bulging anatomy. He really liked the feel of his body encased in the tight Lycra material. He was really enjoying himself.

“Maybe there is some interest,” Brad thought to himself. Dylan, at least, appeared open to explore the possibility.

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Ben and Erik were sufficiently chilled from the colder night air. While still sexually piqued, their suits were no longer compressing massive states of aroused anatomy. That, however, was lurking just below the surface, ready to burst forth at the slightest sensual touch. They re-entered the hot tub, causing the shifting of seats. Dylan slid to his right, while Brad slid to his left, the two meeting side by side. Erik entered first and was directly across from Brad, Ben was next to Erik. Not much got said as the four guys sank to their necks in the bubbling water. Ben’s hand was already resting on Erik’s upper leg, starting the latest round of erotic stimulation. Erik returned the same to Ben.

Dylan felt Brad’s hand resting against his leg. It was a tight fit in the crowded hot tub, Dylan rationalized the situation. As they sat quietly, Brad let his hand start to explore Dylan’s leg, sliding his fingers up the outside of his taught quad muscles. Dylan froze at the advance. He did not push it away, but he certainly found it awkward. He opted not to make a scene, letting Brad continue his exploration. In his own private way, he also found the experience interesting.

They did not know there was a term for it, but Ben and Erik were taking each other to the brink, then easing back. Each time they seemed to get closer, and more daring. “Oh holy sh.t,” Ben thought to himself as he quickly slid Erik’s hand away. “Erik might have gone too far,” Ben exclaimed silently to himself, as he felt a surreal sensation permeate his erect anatomy. He knew he was way to close. He spread his legs and bent at his waist, willing himself not to let go. He could feel the juices in his body pushing upward, the sensation teasing him into an erotic ecstasy that he was struggling to control.

Erik slid his hand on Ben’s back, he could see that Ben was on the brink. Ben gave Erik a startled look, actually more of a perplexed look as he felt what he was sure was about to happen begin to percolate inside his tight swimsuit. Ben put his own hands on his bulge and pressed down, as if he could hold it in manually. He felt the pressure inside the tight suit, his body pressing hard against the grasp of the tight material.

Brad’s hand had slid to the top of Dylan’s leg, but he went no further than to where the suit met the leg. He thought best to take things slow. Dylan had not resisted, but he had also not offered anything in return. The guys stayed in the hot tub for several more minutes when Dylan proclaimed that he was getting too hot and was ready to get out. He broke free of Brad’s hold on his leg and climbed out. Ben and Erik followed. Somehow, Ben had been able to stop the surging charge, but he was still very erect, which came into full display as he rose up out of the water. One slight touch and he would probably go over the edge Erik had brought him to.

“You guys want to stay over?” Brad asked as he climber out, “We can play some pool and hang out, there is plenty of space.”

Ben, Erik and Dylan looked at each other as they contemplated the offer. Ben and Erik were game. All eyes rested on Dylan.