The Endurance Swimmer - part 1

[Swimmboy]

Dang STS - you know how to keep us interested - hot guys, skimpy swimsuits, boners 'popping up' at will......keep writing!

[solarguy]

Woo Hoo!!! Love the shopping session! Thanks for another great chapter

[rob_speedos]

Loving this story! You serioulsy have me right on the edge, ready to blow man. Loving it. Literally keep checking for the next episode... Great work and thanks! Keep it coming! Did I say it? I meant me. Cheers

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Warning, this chapter has some more graphic content


Joe was all charged up. He had not been this excited about swimming in a good 20 years, well maybe not swimming…diving. He had long ago thought he would never dive again, “just too old” he thought. With a spring in his step and a proud grin on his face, Joe headed to dinner at the “Village House”, a clubhouse where local residents in his retirement community had the option to go for dinner. The meals were included in the monthly fees, but any wine or drinks were cash. Joe loved his glasses of Chardonnay, so when he arrived he connected with some neighbors at the bar. In a way, the Village House was an older folks meat market, at least Joe thought it that, where the single ladies whose husbands were gone sought partnership and, maybe, a little frisky bed action. “Hell, some of the ladies whose husbands are still here go after the hot guys,” Joe thought. Joe was always a hot commodity at the House, largely because despite his own impression of himself, he was extremely fit, lean, and incredibly handsome. Plus, he looked damn hot in his tiny swimsuits at the pool, a feature not lost on the ladies. OF course, while being heavily sought, Joe was never conquered.

“I may not be interested, but it is kind of fun to flirt” Joe always thought to himself. It sure felt good to be in demand, even if the personally wrong way. All in all, Joe was fine with it. Except tonight, his mind was far more tuned to his own needs. Joe was horny for the first time in quite a while.

Back home, after a bit more wine with the neighbors than he really needed, Joe found himself all alone, but his urges had not subsided. He felt as young as ever, at least younger than he felt in years. It had not occurred to him yet, but for the first time since he was gone, Joe’s mind never ventured to Frank. He sat on his sofa and started pawing through all the swimming photos he got out earlier. He sure did look handsome in those days. His abs rivaled any guys, “even Ryan’s,” Joe thought. Truth. It was weird, but Joe really liked Ryan, and he sat looking at his photos wondering if Ryan was having fun. Hoping he was. Ryan was filling a place in Joe’s heart that had never been filled before. A part both Frank and he missed out on. Ryan was the youth Joe and Frank never got to enjoy watch grow up.

Just before bed, Joe slipped on one of his new suits and modeled for himself in front of his tall mirror. As he gazed at himself, he saw a diver stare back, bare-chested and clad in this amazing form fitting suit. “Pretty damn handsome, if I say so” Joe thought. He did a few poses. He felt a feeling come over him as he modeled his suits in front of that mirror. The energy that was rushing through his body was beyond anything he had felt for quite some time. Joe felt young, in more ways than just looking at a very fit guy in the mirror. With that feeling overpowering him, Joe laid down on his bed, still in the suit, and enjoyed every feeling and all the build up that came next. It was a phenomenal night.

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Scott and I got back to the hotel to find the guys all by the pool. They were carrying on like a bunch of college guys would, creating an ocean of wave sin the pool as they tried to outdo each other’s jumps in. Alan had changed into a really hot red print suit, a Tyr, I think. Who was wearing what never slipped past me. Jeff was still in his floral print suit, which really stood out. We quickly went up and changed and joined them. We both opted not to wear our newest selections. I slipped on a really cool green swirl print Nike suit, the kind with the back seam. I loved the way the back seam made the suit fit.

“Jeez man, how many suits did you bring?” Scott asked. “You wear a new one each time we go out”

“Oh, six or eight (I was lying, I had 12).”

“Let me see what you have” Scott requested, reaching toward my bag.

I reached in and grabbed several pairs, a couple I had already worn and some not. “Looks like more than six or eight” Scott said as he grabbed a really awesome Blue and Red print Nike. “You sure like prints and colors” he added as he held up the suit. “This one is cool.”

“Want to wear it?” I asked. I think we are the same size. You must be 28 or 30 waist.

“Sweet” Scott said with excitement as he pulled off his shorts. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely” I replied. “Just don’t mess it up” I smirked.

Scott looked awesome in that suit and he really filed it out. I could tell he was still really charged up. So was I. We both grabbed our towels and the wine and headed back down to the pool.

“Maybe if we get alone, we can try our new suits on again” I said as we got to the elevator.

“Can’t wait,” Scott replied with a smile. In the elevator we hugged, which only made both of us more aroused. Probably not our smartest move, but we could not resist. I felt the tension of my suit hold me back. I sure was huge and hard. We made a bee-line to the pool and jumped in. Nothing like cool water at a time like that.

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After Pizza and beer for dinner, most of the guys decided to head out to check out the Saturday night. Alan, Jeff, Scott and I opted to hang back. We used the pool and hot tub as our excuse. As the guys left, all prim in their best looking shorts and shirts, the four of us did venture out to get some more wine, there was still plenty of beer.

“Jeff and I are hoping to get a peaceful walk on the beach, just the two of us” Alan said to Scott and I, dropping a less than subtle message, and confirming what was already clear. “Hope that’s okay.”

“Cool” I replied. Scott nodded, as well. Both Scott and I were actually more than cool with it. We smiled at each other.

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It was an awesome night. A bright, maybe full, moon. Alan and Jeff were long gone and Scott and I were up in the room on the balcony. While we were effectively driving each other wild, we really wanted to enjoy the beach. We grabbed some big red plastic cups and filled them with wine, almost like one pours a beer. We were both still in the same suits from earlier. We also grabbed a big beach towel.

Well beyond the hotels, where the beach becomes far more private, we found a great spot to just sit and watch the moon glisten on the water. We had the entire beach to ourselves. It was peaceful, romantic and erotic. I laid the towel down and sat on one end of it. Scott sat next to me and then laid out with his head on my lap. In the moonlight, I could see the outline of his body, his chest, abs, suit, and legs. He looked absolutely stunning in the moonlight.

“You make that suit look phenomenal” I said to him.

He smiled back. My hand was rubbing his chest and abs as he laid there and watched the surf. It was driving me wild, and him more wild. His head was right against that part of me. It was interesting the shadow his prominent bulge threw.

“Oh man, this feels awesome” Scott whispered to me.

My hands ventured further down his body and across the suit. I slowly rubbed across his entire body, venturing back to the placed that counted. I could feel him enjoying the tantalization of me teasing him. His eyes were closed and he had this amazing expression on his face. We spent a good twenty minutes as I explored his chest, abs, legs, and mid parts, every once in a while he would sigh.

“Oh man” he said to me at one point. “You are driving me nuts.” I slid out from under him, freeing my own aroused state from under his head, and laid next to him. Our swimsuit clad bodies now fully against each other. Me on my side against him, Scott still laying flat on his back. I loved the feel as my suit front touched his upper leg. It had been a long erotic day, and we were both enjoying the intimacy.

I continued to gently massage Scott’s body, giving key points extra attention. Scott soaked it all in. Scott was rapidly going past the point of control, as much as he tried to hold back.

“Oh man,” he said several times. He was losing the battle, and it was clear by the way he was packed into the suit that he was not able to stop. He arched his back a bit. His body stiffened and he began to explode. I could feel his body pulse with each surge of release.

I was not there yet, but close. Scott slid his right hand up between my legs. I loved the feeling that comes with being just on the brink. I held as long as I could. Scott’s hand stayed there, nestled between where my legs come together, cupping me, as I finally felt the first surges take place. I rolled on my back as Scott held me, my thrusts into his hand, which was now on my front.

We laid there side by side, letting our bodies calm. The waves crashing slightly closer as the tide ventured in.

“Sorry about what I did to your suit” he whispered.

“Nothing the surf won’t wash out” I replied.

We laid there a while ,longer, looking at the stars and holding hands, occasionally sipping what we had left of the wine. As we left, we headed hand in hand into the water for a not so quick rinse in the moonlight and then back to the hotel. Alan and Jeff were in the hot tub when we got back. They smiled at us as we joined them. The rest of the guys were still looking to get laid, a challenge they would lose. Our beach trip had mere hours left.

To be continued

[a speedo minded guy]

Wow, what a great story!! I bet you were and Scott were both well beyond primed for release. I know was too. Keep up that great work.

[rob_speedos]

Still loving it, can't wait for more. Thanks for keeping going, Love your work.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Despite our late arrival home from the beach Sunday night, I woke up extra early, ready to get back to my morning swim. I dug through my drawer and pulled out an old team suit from my years back AAU team. I hadn’t worn that suit in a long time, it as purple and green, our team colors. We were called the Great White Sharks or the GW’s for short. I never really figured out why purple and green were out colors if we were suppose to be Great White Sharks. I stood in front of the mirror admiring the suit and thinking of those days. I always liked how that suit fit on me, which is probably why I kept it so long. I slipped it back off and put on a red, white and blue Tyr. I hated the thought of the chlorine eating through my last AAU suit. I grabbed my bag and my books, slipped on my warm up pants and headed out the door. Scott had stayed over and both he and Zach were sound asleep.

“Hey how was the beach” Joe asked as soon as I jumped in the pool. “You look like you had fun.”

“It was really nice” I answered. “The weather was awesome”

“I missed swimming with you” Joe offered

“Me too” I replied.

We both went about our workouts, catching each other here or there at the wall. I had already noticed Joe had on a different suit from the one he usually wore. It looked great on him. We each pushed for a solid hour plus.

“Wow, I needed that” I said to Joe as I kicked in for my last hard lap.

“Did you get in any swimming?” Joe asked

“Yeah, but it was a short pool, so it was messed up.” I answered. “Plus I probably drank way too much beer and wine.”

“Oh, a little wine is good” Joe responded, “ a lot of wine is better” he smirked.

We both did a quick warm down and then I leaped out of the water. Joe followed. “Awesome suit” I complimented him. “Is that new?”

“Yes it is” he answered with a smile. “All your suits inspired me. I went shopping Saturday. Hey, let me show you something, if you got time?” Joe asked and requested at the same time.

“Sure” I said.

Joe led me over to the dive pool. As I stood there he walked over to the 3 meter board, climbed up and did an absolutely perfect dive.

“Holy sh--, that was awesome!” I yelled to him as he surfaced.

“Really?” he asked.

“Absolutely!” I replied emphatically. It really was an amazingly smooth dive.

“I had not dived in probably more years than you’ve been alive” Joe said to me as he climbed out of the pool, his suit clinging to him. He had an incredibly fit body, especially for a guy his age. “Saturday I don’t know why, but I decided to try a dive or two”

I gave him a hug. I don’t know why or what caused me to do that, but I guess I was just so happy for him. We held each other for a second. As we separated, he wiped a tear from his eyes.

“That was amazing,” I said. “I can see why you were such a great diver in college.”

We headed into the locker room. As we changed, I told Joe about the beach trip, well most of the details.

“So, did you meet any nice young ladies?” Joe asked.

“No, some of the guys tried, but I was more interested in the beach, pool and hot tub.” I replied. “Scott and I, he’s another swimmer on the team, mostly hung out together on the beach. He’s a really nice guy, you would like him”

“Sounds like you had fun. I’m glad you are back, though.” Joe was still in his new suit, and I was still in mine. “You make me feel young,” Joe added.

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On Friday we again had breakfast together after our swim. This time Zach joined us. We ate and talked abut our swim workout. The conversation eventually meandered to the beach and the fact that the weather was really starting to get warmer. Zach mentioned that he was going home for the next weekend, something he and I had talked about. He asked me to go, but I really had to work on writing a paper so I passed.

“So, Ryan, what are you going to do that weekend?” Joe asked.

“Swim and write papers” I answered.

“You know, I was thinking maybe we could go to my place at the beach.” Joe queried as much as he stated. “I hope that you don’t think that is weird for me to ask.”

“It sounds really great,” I replied, hiding a rush of excitement, “but I really need to get some work done.”

“I understand,” Joe said. “But, if you want, I’ll make sure you have some time to work. We could leave after your classes on Thursday.” Joe had a hopeful look in his eye as he smiled at me after making his pitch. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been down there” Joe added.

“You ought to go,” Zach chimed in. “You love the beach and you can write your paper anywhere. If you won’t go home with me, at least go hang out with Joe.”

They made a pretty convincing proposition, so I finally agreed. Joe was all excited. He explained that the place had its own hot tub, which he would call ahead and get it all set up for us. I’d have my own room with a balcony right on the beach, up on the ninth floor of a high rise. Turns out it was at the same beach we went to, just more south from where we were. The pool was right next to the beach, so we could swim laps in the morning and then go walk on the sand.

“What should I bring to wear” I asked Joe.

“Well, he said, it is pretty casual. Swim suit and shorts, maybe some jeans.” Joe suggested. “I know we will have fun.”

Already in my mind I was thinking of what suits I would wear. Zach smiled at me, knowing that my mind was already racing down the swimsuit path. We all finished up our breakfast and got ready to leave. Joe shook Zach’s hand and gave me a pat on the shoulder.

“See you at the pool” Joe said to me as he headed back towards the athletic center. Zach and I headed off to class.

To be continued...