[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Phillip looked at me with this weird smile on his face, almost a grimace. I was not sure if it was shock, anger or happiness. “I’m sorry,” I said, quietly, “that just came out.” I knew I had blown it. In an instant, I went from a state of arousal to total deflation. At least my erection problem was gone, I thought.

Phillip stammered a little, for sure adding to my uncertainty. He slid his hand to mine, which was still on my leg. “No reason to be sorry,” he said, holding his hand over mine. “I think you are a really hot looking guy, and I am glad you like me, too.” He smiled at me. He looked so cute, so sincere. He also still looked hot as any guy I had ever seen. The funny thing is, he looked hot in a deeper way. While I did not immediately return to my earlier state (thankfully), I was far more turned on by him than before. “I’m kind of exploring” he added, “and you seem like a really nice guy. Plus you turn me one, too.”

We both smiled. In that moment, we forgot where we were, and we kept our hands together. If anyone saw, no one said anything, but for two guys on college swimming, it as a big deal. Finally, Phillip broke the moment saying “however, you were just lucky today, and I am still going to kick your ass tomorrow” And with that he laughed and said “let’s go get changed.”

We chatted as we changed. It’s funny how guys go from these tiny little swim suits to regular clothes. Nonetheless, we both subtly checked each other out as we dressed. He was cut, I am not. He wore boxer shorts under his jeans, I wear boxer briefs (or old practice suits) under mine. He looked hot as hack in his tight jeans. I was hoping he liked how I looked in my button fly 501’s. We talked about school, what our majors were, where we grew up.

Zach, along with most of the rest of the team had joined us in the locker room. I introduced Zach. Zach was still in his suit, dripping wet. He had swam the last event of the night. Even though he was straight, he looked real hot, and I know Phillip was taking him in. A little jealousy rumbled in me. Zach stood there chatting in his wet suit. He talked about his race, congratulated us on ours. Zach had placed second in his event, strong enough to get him to the finals tomorrow.

“See you guys tomorrow” Phillip said, grabbing his bag and heading out to their team bus.

Zach, I may have mentioned, was my best friend on the team. We swam all the way up together and when we got recruited to the same university, we agreed that no matter what we were going to go to that school. We were roommates, both in the dorm and on team trips. Zach may have been the first boy I was attracted to. In high school and on club team, seeing him in his swim briefs was always a turn on for me. The best part was, even though he was straight, he really liked wearing brief style suits, not just for swimming, but at the beach and stuff as well. In fact, we often would hang out studying wearing our suits. Sometimes that would lead to other things, but never together.

When we got to the hotel, a bunch of the guys decided to go hang out in the hot tub. Zach put on one of his favorite suits, I am not sure the brand, but it was not the usual Speedo, Tyr or Nike. It was more narrow cut, and he looked amazing in it. It was mostly red, with blue trim. If was really low cut, and his package filled the whole suit out. “That’s pretty hot” I said. “I am glad Rachel (Zach’s latest girl) isn’t here, you have no room to get hard,.”

“Ha, ha,”, he said. “Maybe I wore it to make you excited,” he laughed. Rachel had actually bought it for him. I put on a black and gold print Tyr. It was an old practice suit, so it was a little worn, but I loved how it fit. We grabbed our key card and headed down to the pool area.

After a while most of the guys got out of the tub and jumped in the pool to cool down. A few other guys on the team had on old Speedos or such, but most of them had shorts or even just wore their boxer shorts over their suits. I always thought it was funny how some guys will wear a brief suit all day at a meet, but then can’t wear it anywhere else. Any way, that left the hot tub all to us.

“You really like that guy?” Zach asked, adding that he could tell I was really turned on to him.

“What gave it away?” I asked, “the fact that I got so hard I almost lost it?”

“Yeah, you did have a problem there” Zach added. “I felt bad for you, you were so screwed, even sitting it was clear you had a huge boner” he laughed.

“It’s not funny” I said, blushing.

Zach was very open minded, so we talked about what made Phillip so interesting. His muscular body, his smile, the way his suit looked on him. Zach admitted he thought Phillip was a very attractive guy. I always wondered about Zach. Despite being straight, he always seemed to have an eye for the hot guys. He said it wasn’t sexual, but I was never really sure. Unfortunately, the whole conversation was making me excited again. Between talking about Phillip and looking at Zach, I could feel my excitement rise. Plus, I was so turned on earlier, so I was already feeling excited even before we got to the pool. The looser fit of my suit wasn’t helping. When we got out of the sauna, it was once again clear that I was rock hard, and the stretched out suit clung to me, showing exactly how hard I was. I quickly grabbed a towel.

It was going to be a long, hard night as I anticipated the big day ahead. Zach and I never changed. We hung out until the suits were dry, then we went to our room, laid on our beds and chatted. I was still pretty aroused, and probably needed to take care of it, but never before a meet. I fell asleep on top the bed, still in that Tyr suit, and probably giving Zach quite a show.

To be continued….