[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Bryan laid on the top of his bed. He was still very horny from the day with Steph, which had gone so totally awesome in his opinion. They were texting back and forth, it was well past midnight. They wanted to do facetime, both having ipads, but they were suppose to be sleeping. Texting was quieter, safer. Bryan was still wearing the swimsuit he had on under the shorts on his date, his colorful Orange County Turbo. He was rock hard inside it, a state he had been in for hours. In fact, if he were a Viagra commercial, he would probably qualify for having to see a doctor. His left hand held the phone as he read Steph’s texts, his right hand rubbed his bulge. He was edging without even knowing that was something to do.

“What are you wearing, sweet boy?” Steph finally asked.

“Same swimsuit,” Bryan texted back. “Have not changed yet.”

“Bet you look cute as heck right now,” came the reply.

“maybe,” he answered. “what are you wearing?”

“flannel jama pants and your shirt,” she replied. Bryan had left her his polo shirt earlier. “Pic me.” she asked.

“k, hold on,” Bryan replied. He snapped a shot neck down toward his toes, his swimsuit bulge and erection prominently showing as a big mound of manhood in the center of the photo. He hit send and the whoosh sound told him he was now flying into cyberspace.

“Wow, someone looks horny,” Steph replied.

“ya think…lol” Bryan replied.

“Has that ever happened at swimming?” Steph asked. “always wondered.”

“Yup, when u r there,” Bryan replied adding a smile face.

This banter went on for almost another hour before Steph broke it off. By then Bryan was well beyond the limits of an erection lasting four hours. He set the ipad on the night stand next to his bed. The house was silent, a full moon peeking through the mini-blinds of his room. It was still warm, seventy outside and he felt a bit sweaty, not sure if it was from the temp or from his lust filled desire to free himself of the sexual urges. He laid his head back and let his hands explore himself, tightly clasped by the swimsuit around his waist and crotch. He heard a plane flying over head as he rubbed across the front of his bulging lycra. Thoughts of Stephanie played in his mind.

“What if he had let he rake him all the way? Had he done the right thing holding back? Did she respect his choice or was she disappointed by it? “ He was as confused as he was desirous. He teased himself for several minutes, trying to see how long he could hold back and how close he could get before he lost the ability to contain himself.

Breathless, he finally slipped the suit off, grabbed a T-shirt from the m the floor next to his bed and used it for a towel. He slept restlessly, dreams of desire with his new girlfriend played in his mind. Things he was not yet ready to do with her in real life.

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The sunrise woke Jimmy early. Nick had already texted him to see if he was up. Jimmy rolled over and texted back. He opened the covers and laid on the bed. He was wearing his practice team swimsuit, a dark blue print Agon swim euro cut brief that fit so well and felt so comfortable. Jimmy loved sleeping in his swimsuits, almost as much as he liked just wearing them to hang out in his room. His morning erection filled out the suit. Finally, he slid off the bed. His black hair was messy and pointing in every direction. He admired himself in the full size mirror on his door. No one else was up, even the dog, a gorgeous Bernese Mountain was still asleep. It was just a few minutes after 6 on Sunday morning. Jimmy slipped out of his room and into the bathroom down the hall. He was being daring shooting down the hall in just his swimsuit, but the house was dead silent. He felt a twinge of excitement knowing he was sneaking around the house. Finishing up in the bathroom, Jimmy decided to be even more daring and dashed downstairs to grab a glass of juice.

Max, always ready for playtime, met him at the bottom of the stairs. Max could have cared less what Jimmy was wearing, as long as Jimmy paid him attention. Jimmy patted Max on the head. He whispered “want to go out back?” Max pranced around ready for anything. “okay buddy, just a second.” Jimmy added. Max followed Jimmy excitedly to the back door.

Jimmy ran into the kitchen and poured himself a giant glass of apple juice. He felt cool parading through the house in just his tight little blue swimsuit. He rubbed his bulge, adjusting as felt the excitement filling out his man parts. He was almost fully hard. “Cool,” Jimmy thought to himself as he headed back out to get Max. Jimmy ended up standing on the back patio, the warm sun feeling great as he finished his juice. He was totally unaware that he was no longer the only one up.

“Wow, look at you, little bro,” Angie’s voice startled him. Jimmy froze, feeling caught. Angie was his older sister, home visiting from college this weekend. Jimmy had not seen her at all, until now.

“Hi, just letting Max out,” Jimmy replied, blushing.

“Check you out. You are becoming quite the athlete. Look at your upper body, you look like your swimming is building you up,” Angie replied. She said nothing about his swimsuit. She reached out and gave her little brother a big hug. “I can’t believe how much of a man you are becoming.” Angie was five years older.

“You really think so,” Jimmy asked, beaming.

“For sure. You’d make all the girls want a date with you.” Angie asked. Jimmy smiled. “By the way, what is with the swimsuit, you have practice or something?” Angie asked.

“No,” Jimmy blushed. “I was just hanging out in it and didn’t think anyone was up.” Jimmy added.

“Well, you look cute in it.” Angie replied. Angie was amazed how grown up her little brother had become.