Timmy Moves to CT and joins swim team

[BikiniBoy421]

I'm brand new here and it's almost as thought the author was present during my younger days when I was on a boys swim team and had these same experiences! BEAUTIFUL STORY. Can't wait to read more!

[dm106]

Part 10

None of the poolside shenanagans escaped Jeff who seemed to know when anyone was looking at other guys or even working the pool’s waterjets. He made a mental note when he caught the boys working that waterjet. The meet progressed without further incident and the boys dodged the boner bullet on the starting blocks, probably due to sheer fear. During a break, Jeff walked over to where Jimmy and Timmy were sitting and said, “We could sure use some extra hands after the meet helping to clean this place up, are you guys game?” Not exactly thrilled by the prospect, they didn’t look or sound too enthusiastic. “Trust me,” offers Jeff, “It will be fun and it will be worth your time at the end.” “I guess,” was the skeptical response from the two boys, but Jeff’s big smile had them wondering what this was all about.

The meet ended and coach directed the boys to the tasks at hand, thanking them and Jeff for the new recruits. Jeff, being the team captain, along with a crew of 6 boys made fast work of getting the equipment put up, trash collected and within about 20 minutes, the boys had the place looking as good as it did before the meet. “Jeff, you be the last to leave and make sure the door is latched, I’ll lock it now and thanks, everyone for your help,” says Coach, “I’m leaving now.”

“Guys, let’s shower,” proclaims Jeff. All six boys, strutting in their red and white team TYR suits, head to the large shower room. This was an older school and had not yet installed individual shower stalls often with curtains, but rather had a center post with a bunch of heads and shower heads also lined the walls of the 30 foot square room. Much to the surprise of Timmy and Jimmy, the older boys all strip out of their suits and were starting to lather up naked. “Hey pussies,” yells Jeff, “lose the speedos or we’ll pantz you wussies.” Timmy and Jimmy immediately followed orders and noticed the others were in various states of arousal which immediately got them going.

Then their jaws dropped when they saw one of the older boys move in towards Jeff with his hands all soaped up and started stroking Jeff’s moderately erect penis, bringing it to full erection. Jeff responded by getting his hands lathered up and started what looked like – was it? Really? Yes, Timmy was certain they were jerking each other off!! One of the other boys signals Timmy over who timidly goes and gets the same treatment from one of the other 9th graders. “I’ve jerked off at home thinking about your speedo boners at practice,” Scott quietly whispers in Timmy’s ear. “And at practice when you wore that yellow speedo, I nearly shot when I saw you.” “I saw your boner, “Timmy whispered, it looked really hot in your speedo.” Moments later, Jimmy and another 9th grader were jerking together. Jeff told Timmy, “Nobody is to know we do this after clean-up, got that – nobody!” Scott admonished Jimmy the same thing and both boys shook their heads in acknowledgement. Both boys enjoyed the feelings of the older boys jerking them and also were very turned on being able to play with an older boy’s larger cock, although Scott was probably only 1/2 inch longer than Timmy but a bit thicker. Both boys had huge releases as they could only last a minute under the manipulations of the older boys.

To be continued

[dm106]

Part 11

Scott and Timmy hit it off and the following Monday at practice Scott couldn’t help but notice Timmy was once again wearing that nearly see-through yellow suit that really molded to his body, especially when wet. And Timmy couldn’t help but get a little excited as he knew he was showing and pretty proud of it. During a lull in the practice Scott asked Timmy if he wanted to come over to his place after school and hang out a bit – and Timmy really liked the idea that he was being considered a peer to some of the 9th graders, so he quickly accepted. “Bring your speedos,” Scott said. Timmy felt something quiver in his speedo at that thought.

At Scott’s house, which was empty except for the two boys, Scott announced, “Let’s practice in our speedos.” “Mine’s still wet,” said Timmy. “No problem, I have plenty, you can wear one of mine, it’s better if you wear a new one because you have to get used to its feel,” proclaimed Scott.

Timmy picked out a very nice light green Nike suit and the boys proceeded to change into them, again leaving their shirts on due to it being winter. “How’s it fit, Timmy?” “Um, fine, I think, do you, ah, want to check it for me,” asks Timmy? Scott checked the waist and placed his fingers just inside, inspecting the back, feeling Timmy’s butt, and last checks the leg openings. “Looking good there, Tim, you look great in it” proclaimed Scott. Timmy secretly was hoping that Scott would check the front which now had full evidence of Timmy’s excitement in wearing Scott’s speedo, and being with Scott in their speedos. “You want to know how they should fit, check mine, Timmy, mine is just the right fit,” said Scott. Timmy obliged and did exactly the same on Scott that he did on Timmy, but after checking the leg openings, did a careful check of the front, rubbing his fingers up and down Scott’s length which was beginning to firm up under the touch. “Checking to see if you’re getting good support here, Scott, and it seems like this suit is holding you ok,” said Timmy. Scott was positioned mostly up in his speedo. “You should make sure it still holds you when you are fully hard,” Scott stated. Timmy continued to check the front of Scott’s speedo, noticing all the details of his erect penis – including the head and the vein on the underside showing through, further exciting Timmy. “Looks like it’s holding you ok, still,” said Timmy as he believed Scott to be fully hard. “This is bulging out a little though,” as Timmy rubbed just the head area and he could hear Scott’s breathing change just a bit. “Yeah, Timmy, I have a big head and it does that but this suit fits me well.”

By now Timmy had a small wet spot showing because he was pretty excited with what he was doing. “Timmy, do you want to learn to have a little more control in your speedo so you don’t shoot so easily,” asked Jeff? “Well, it does feel good, but yeah, there are times I’m scared it’s gonna go off on me when I don’t want it to,” admitted Timmy. “OK stand here in front of me, put your hands on my shoulders, arms outstretched,” ordered Scott. Timmy quickly stands in position. “That suit doesn’t quite hold you with a full boner, does it,” said Scott. “No, but it almost did,” replied Timmy. Scott reached down and with this thumb and two fingers, takes Timmy’s knob in hand through the Nike suit. Timmy jumped a bit at first but settled down. “Just relax and fight off that urge to shoot. I’m going to just keep steady pressure on your head and you just try your best not to let it loose.” Timmy could feel the excitement building inside him and very soon had to start trying to hold back. “Relax, Timmy, relax your muscle don’t let it tighten up,” said Scott. “You can do it.”

To be continued….

[vega1210]

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[a speedo minded guy]

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[dm106]

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Part 12

Timmy felt the juices starting to boil within him. Each time he moved it increased the stimulation, but Scott was holding him perfectly still. Timmy’s breathing increased. “Fight it Timmy, you stay in control,” commanded Scott. Then it’s like Timmy caught a second wind and he relaxed just as he thought the inevitable was going to happen. “I think I’m ok now, it passed,” said Timmy. Scott kept the pressure even on Timmy’s cock head but Timmy seemed to have regained his control. “That’s good, Timmy, you are doing it,” replied Scott. “But now, I’m going to make you fight again,” said Scott. “Do you know how much you show in that yellow speedo at practice?” asked Scott? “Do you know we can all see everything on you – how big you are there, how long you are, your cock head outline, you’re not being fair to the other guys who are trying to stay in control in their speedos, you’re making us bone when we see it on you. Do you like showing off like that Timmy, do you want us to see your cock outline?” asked Scott. This got Timmy back to the brink, his breathing increased, he felt like he was getting critically close. “I can’t hold it, Scott,” answered Timmy, “it’s getting away from me again.” “Fight it,” was all Scott said. Scott then moved his fingers slightly, changing the grip he had on Timmy’s knob and among the moans, Timmy let out a low grunt as Scott felt the penis in his fingers pulse as Timmy grasped Scott’s shoulders for stability as once again his knees got weak as his cum pulsed into the Nike suit he was wearing as he lost the battle of control.

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[a speedo minded guy]

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