The Tornados

[Dooley67]

All the guys took off after Nick as they headed for the water. All decent swimmers, they took running dives right into the water and began to jump the waves, dunk each other, and just screw around like only teenage boys could do.

"Hey everyone", yelled Barry, "let's all chose a partner to get on our shoulders and try to knock each other off and into the water."

"That's cool," shouted Bryan "how about the last guys standing get to choose the best beds tonight?"

"And the first team knocked down has to get the beer and chips for everyone else," yelled Aiden so he could be heard above the ruckus and the sound of the waves.

"You're on Aiden" everyone agreed. Jimmy and Ashish had some misgivings, being the youngest guys there and not sure about the beer. But neither of them wanted to make a big deal about it. It wasn't really peer pressure, everyone wanted to have fun and they decided to go along with it.

All the guys chose partners - Nick and Jimmy, Aiden and Ashish, Bryan and Joel, and Barry and Ronnie.

"You know dudes, anyone not wearing a square cut or a brief is going to be at a real disadvantage, because those boardies can come off real easily, just a little tug, especially if somebody should happen to get a good shot at them," said Bryan."

"Not me," Ronnie said, and then surprised everyone as he took off his running shorts under which he was wearing a low cut Turbo Ipanema water polo suit.

"Hey, no fair, just because I won't wear a banana hammock doesn't mean that I'm fair game for the rest of you," protested Barry."

"Hey dude, it's not only you, I'm wearing Jammers and some of the others are wearing boardies like you," said Aiden, "so stop pissing and moaning about it. You just better tie the strings really tight." At this point all the guys started laughing and saying, "poor Barry, he's gonna lose his boardies."

"Shut the f--k up you jerks, if that's the way you want to play, let's go. But, we can go after you guys in your speedos too."

"Hold on, one more thing I forgot, if your boardies get pulled down, you have to wear a Speedo for the rest of the weekend. Does anyone have a problem with that? Anybody got extra Speedos with you?, asked Bryan

"Well, I have 5", answered Nick "And I have 3", said Jimmy "and I've got 4," said Bryan.

And when Ronnie said that he had 6 extra suits with him, it was pretty clear to the other brief wearers, that Ronnie was one of them.

"Holy s--t", screamed Barry, "I got a problem with that, you guys are setting me up, but if you want to play dirty, I'll play dirty too. Let the games begin!" Barry really didn't protest too much because deep down, he was having fun with the whole thing and was protesting just because he thought he needed to put on a good show.

And so the game began. The pairs of guys circled around each other in the shallow water trying to keep a good distance between them. Nick was on Jimmy's shoulders and kept on telling Jimmy where he should move. As they circled, Jimmy began to feel something against the back of his neck. "Hey dude, are you getting a boner or are you just glad to see me?" Jimmy joked, but very quietly, trying to be really discreet.

"I sure as hell am getting a boner, just keep going and don't make us fall," Nick whispered.

The first encounter was between Bryan and Joel and Aiden and Ashish. Showing a lot of cunning and footwork, Aiden moved so Ashish could get a shot in at Joel. They sparred for 10 seconds or so and then both teams retreated to regain their balance.

Meanwhile, Jimmy and Nick were taking on Ronnie and Barry. Barry chose to be on Ronnie's shoulders because he was pretty stocky with strong arms. He wrangled with Nick while Ronnie and Jimmy struggled to balance themselves and their teammates. Jimmy stumbled and almost fell, but Nick righted himself and the two of them retreated.

Just as Jimmy and Nick retreated, Aiden and Ashish came charging towards Barry and Ronnie, and in a quick and powerful maneuver, managed to topple Barry, grab at his boardshorts and pull them down below his knees while throwing Ronnie off balance so that he fell as well. Even though Aiden knew thay hadn't won the whole competition, he felt victorious as he yelled, "To the victor go the spoils and we sure spoiled it for Barry, poor guy." Barry got up out of the water, pulled up his boardies, pretended that he was really mad and then laughed, "I'll wear one of those things only if I get to choose which one."

"Fair enough" said Ronnie.

Then came the battle for the victory as Jimmy and Nick and Bryan and Joel went at each other. Nick was no match for Joel whose arms were very strong from wrestling. He and Nick went at it with Bryan and Jimmy struggling to hold their positions. Nick was a bit hampered in his movement because of the wood between his legs and Jimmy kept on getting distracted by being poked in the back of the neck. Finally, strength prevailed as Joel thrust his right forearm against Nick's midsection. Nick fell off Jimmy as they both were dunked in the water while Bryan and Joel raised their arms in victory.

"Well, we get the choice of beds tonight and Ronnie and Barry get the beer and chips", cried Joel, "we are going to have a great night."

"OK guys, when we go back into the condo, everyone get out their extra Speedos and briefs so Barry can choose. If you have some real skimpy ones, let's see those too. No hard feelings Barry?"

"No, but I'm not going to like wearing a ball buster all weekend."

"Hey Barry, you might even like wearing a Speedo. They feel really good, and the girls really like a guy in a brief", and they'll be here tomorrow," said Ronnie.

"I'm not going to like it, I already know that", protested Barry. But deep down, Barry had been waiting for an opportunity to put on a Speedo, but wasn't about to admit it. He just had to figure out how he could come around and save face.

"I told you I'd get you in a Speedo before the weekend was done," said Bryan.

"Yes you did, you certainly did", agreed Barry.

The guys went inside and all the briefs were spread on the floor for Barry to choose. There were Turbos, Sportis, Tyrs, Nikes, solids, prints, stripes, a big selection. Since Barry was stocky, he needed probably a 30 or 32, both of which were there in both solids and stripes. To everyone's surprise, Barry asked if he could choose two suits, one for the rest of the day and one for tomorrow.

"Knock yourself out," said Bryan. Whichever ones you want, is that OK with you guys?" Everyone who had contributed suits agreed.

Barry examined each one and finally chose a red Sporti, size 30, and a Team USA Turbo water polo suit with Stars and Stripes on it. "I'm good," Barry said, and to everyone's surprise, right there, he pulled off his boardies and put on the Red Sporti, adjusted himself several ways and settled on being pointed up. He looked in the mirror, felt and saw his bulge growing some and saw how low cut the suit was and thought, "I really like the way this feels and looks," but he was not ready to share that with his buddies. "I may even...."


.....to be continued.

[a speedo minded guy]

I must really admit, you 2 have a very interesting story going on here. Keep up the good work!

[Dooley67]

Originally Posted by a speedo minded guy

I must really admit, you 2 have a very interesting story going on here. Keep up the good work!

The process also is very interesting. We have no idea what the other will write and we just pick up where the other left off and continue the story in whatever way each one of us chooses. I've never written any fiction and STS is a far, far better writer than I am - there's no comparison, but it's been a fun and challenging experience for me. Thanks so much for your comments.

D67

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Barry finally calmed down enough to show off his swimsuit to the rest of the guys, his erect state at least down to a point where he was just swelled, but not like a rod. Despite the fact that the suit was the smallest thing he had ever worn and he felt very naked and exposed, he also really liked how it felt on and how free how free he felt. He also thought he looked very hot in it. He was sure that he would hate showing a bulge, but he actually thought the suit made him look masculine and strong. He was right, it did.

“Wow, you look hot,” Jimmy blurted out when Barry walked back into the main room of the condo. He could not help himself, the words just blurted out.

“Yeah, it is kind of not so bad,” Barry replied. “Now we need to go find some girls.”

“I can’t believe you are going to wear a Speedo.” Joel replied as he rounded up supplied for dinner. Ricky and Ronnie were off to get dinner.

“Yeah, well, why not try it.” Barry replied. “Looks like Ricky and Ronnie will be the only board short hold outs, and Aiden in his whatever they call that.” Barry added pointing at Aiden’s swimsuit.

“It’s a jammer,” Aiden chimed in. “I think jammers are way more cool than briefs. Plus they really feel sweet on”

“Whatever,” Barry replied. He rubbed his chest and across his bulge. He was still somewhat aroused by the tight feel of the red swimsuit. He held his hand for a second on himself, his masculine features cupped in his palm. He released before he started something, but the thought crossed his mind.

The door opened and in walked Ronnie and Ricky with two boxes of cold Yuengling beer and bags of chips. Joel froze, not knowing what to do. He figured the talk of beer was just bravado. If his gramps knew that they had beer, he’d never get to use the condo again. Not one of the guys was over 21, not even close.

“Where the heck did you get that!” Joel exclaimed. “we can’t have beer in here.”

“Well, since Barry was being all gay and stuff.” Ronnie started, “we figured we’d try to line up the beer and chips. The college kids down the hall bought it for us. Said that if we need ore just come by. You guys told us we had to get some.”

“Yeah, I guess we did,” Joel replied.

“We offered the guys $20 to do buy it for us, but they didn’t want the money, said they would cover us.. They were really cool.” Ricky added. “We also got burgers and dogs, they are down in the car. Who can help?” Ricky asked.

“I think Barry can,” Bryan chimed in.

“Sure dude,” Barry replied. “Show the world what a guy in a Sporti swimsuit should look like!” Barry and the double R’s walked out the door with him and headed down to the elevator. Two guys in shorts and one in the hot red Sporti. The trio boarded the elevator on the 8th floor of the ten story condo. The car stopped at five and an elderly couple got in, dressed for a night on the town. It was quite a contrast from the lady in pearls and a sequin dress to the Barry, bare-chested in the sleek red swimsuit, his body barely contained.

“You boys having fun?” the lady asked, not even flinching at Barry’s attire. Her Shalimar cologne permeated the elevator, a far better smell that three sweat laden, slightly horny teenage guys.

“Yes, very much,” Barry replied. “You look very nice.”

“Oh, thank you. We are off to a play and dinner.” the charming lady explained. “You boys are quite handsome.”

The door opened and the guys let the couple off first. Barry was blushing.

“Have fun and be careful,” the lady replied as her husband took her by the arm.

“That was awkward,” Barry said.

“Yeah, she was looking at your dick the whole time,” Ronnie teased. “She thought you were hung like a race horse.”

“I think her husband was jealous.” Ricky added.

“Shut up!” Barry replied. The guys grabbed the bags of groceries from the car. The ride back up was less eventful.

“We got to keep this beer hidden,” Joel said to Bryan with grave concern. “If my gramps ever knew we had it here, I will never get to use this place again. Don’t forget we have inspection at 8 and 10.”

“I’ll handle it.” Bryan replied. “we’ll keep the cooler in the shower and if you get asked to see the shower, say one of us is using it and I’ll get it out of there.” It was the perfect teenage deception. Joel was still freaked out, but finally agreed. “Now what you say we crack these open?” Bryan grabbed two beers from one of the thirty pack cases. The guys were venturing into new territory, all of them neophytes at the fine art of consuming beer.

The condo filled with all the guys, watching sports on the 60 inch flat screen, all dressed in some form of swimming attire from briefs to boardies. Bare-chested, talking sex, sports and beer. They were plowing through the first box of cold Yuengling.

“Come on Ricky and Ron, you guys have to dump the boardies,” Barry urged them, loaded on two beers and consuming his third. He was feeling free and loose, and intoxicated. “We can go cruise the beach and pick up babes.” The double R guys laughed at their friend’s insistence.

“Dude, this morning you wouldn’t be caught dead in a swimsuit like that.” Ronnie replied. The rest of the guys laughed.

“Yeah, but Bry showed me the way,” Barry replied. “Try it, seriously,” he urged. This started a round of chanting “Speedo, speedo, speedo.”

“All right, if it will shut all of you up,” Ronnie finally complied. Ricky was going to have no part of it. “Jimmy, get me of your swimsuits,” Ronnie called out.

“Make it extra skimpy,” Barry chimed in.

The guys were feeling wild and crazy, every inhibition washed away by the foaming golden lager of Yuengling. They grabbed the burgers and chips and headed down to the community grill, extra beer in hand. Unlike the morning, where board shorts were the dominant choice, this time they looked like a colorful collection of swim team members, all but two clad in everything from a solid red Sporti to the most colorful Turbo water polo suits. The night was still young, and the wild times were still to come. Joel only hoped he did not get caught. Fear more than hope, really.

[Dooley67]

I know it's my turn to write the next chapter. Unfortunately, that will be delayed. My 94 year old father-in-law passed away on Wednesday in North Carolina and I'm now in NY where the funeral will be on Monday. Be back in Maine on Tuesday and hope to get the chapter written by the end of the week.

D67

I hope the purple face represents a sad one - that's how I'm feeling.

[NE_OH_thonger]

I'm sorry to hear of your loss. Sending good thoughts to you and your family. Be well.

[solarguy]

Sorry for your loss Dooley, hang in there