First Summer....

[afewgoodmen]

Definetely enjoying this story!

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Always great to hear from long time readers like Solar and Swimm. Love to hear from new readers, such as Afewgood.... Thanks for the kind words. STS

[a speedo minded guy]

I love it. Your stories seem to get better and better. Glad u are writing here again. It's been really quiet since summer.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

The problem with not finishing what he started was it left Erik feeling like he needed some release. Still feeling like he wanted more, Erik gave in to the demands of work and loaded his lawn mower into the back of his AMC Gremlin, along with a gas can and trimmers. He had five lawns to do that day and it was going to be hot, highs above 90. He packed a cooler with water and soda and a couple sandwiches. He had on a T shirt and nylon running shorts over the blue Speedo suit he was wearing. He would quickly shed the shirt.

“I am really sorry about what just happened,” Dylan came out and said as Eric was finishing the car. “We all do that stuff and I should have just quietly walked away.” Dylan added.

“No big deal,” Erik said. He and Dylan gave each other a quick hug. They could never stay mad long. As brothers went, they were more affectionate than most, but in a truly pure and wholesome way.

“By the way, I like your new swimsuit,” Dylan added. “And I am being serious.”

“Thanks,” Erik replied with a big smile.

Through the first three lawns Erik really wanted to get rid of the shorts. He could feel the suit on underneath and it was driving him wild. Finally at 1:00 PM he decided to take a lunch break. There was a park nearby where he would go running on some of the trails. He opted to head over there and have lunch. It did not have a pool or lake, but maybe he could find a spot to sit in the sun and get off the shorts.

Erik parked in the farthest lot in and found an area where there was a picnic table in the sun. He grabbed his cooler and headed over. It was just him, the other folks opted for the earlier parking areas. He knew this spot because the five mile trail started nearby. He knew that in the mid-day heat no one would be running. He sat at the table and ate his first sandwich and downed a can of soda. He had not amassed the courage to shed the shorts and was starting to convince himself it was a stupid idea. He had all the reasons why, he had no towel, it was hot, he’d look weird. Erik was about to pack it in when a surge of courage took control. He also had an idea.

“F--k it,” he thought. He slid off the shorts, climbed up onto the table and laid back, putting his shorts under where his suit met the table so he would not pull the fabric with the wood. He decided to position himself downward, forming a nice mound, he was still feeling the effects f his unfinished business from earlier. He laid back and closed his eyes. Not the most comfortable position, but at least he was doing it. And he liked the freedom he felt. All the while still a lot self conscious, and still really sexually charged, which caused his mound to swell to a more prominent bulge, the lycra outlining his anatomy as it wrapped between his legs.

Despite his need to just get on with his day, Erik stayed there for twenty or so minutes when he heard a car crunching the gravel lot. “Crap,” Erik thought. He decided to just stay there and act like it was no big deal. The car stopped and he heard a door open. Whoever it was, they were getting out. He listed as the footsteps walked across the gravel, but then they seemed to end. “Must be a walker heading to the trail,” Erik assumed.

“Nice day for laying out,” a male voice came out of nowhere,

Erik looked up to see the park ranger standing there. Not really a ranger, more like a park volunteer. But he had a cap that said “Ranger.” He was an older guy, probably 50 or so Erik figured. “Yeah, it is, a bit hot thought,” Erik replied.

“Look, I hate to bother you, you seem to be all relaxed, but I need you to do me a big favor,” the Ranger said.

“Sure”

“You can lay in the sun, but you can’t lay on the tables. I know it seems stupid, but that is the rules”

“Oh, sure, sorry,” Erik answered. He stood up and climbed off the table.

“There is a nice grassy area up there,” the Ranger pointed. “Probably more comfortable, too.”

“Okay, thanks,” Erik replied.

“Enjoy the day,” and the Ranger walked off.

Erik jumped off the table, held onto his shorts, grabbed his cooler and headed back to his car. He was proud of himself for staying. He got to the car and put his cooler on the floor of the passenger side front. He tossed his shorts on the seat and walked back around and got in. He buckled up and drove off to his next lawn to mow. He’d put the shorts on when he got there. Right now he was enjoying his being daring.
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Finally, it was the last yard. Erik always saved this as his last of the day. It was the a good family friend, the Cranmores. They has an amazing back yard with a built in pool. Mrs. Cranmore always left a towel out for Erik on mow day so he could jump in the pool. She usually would then come out with lemonade and snacks. Not the fake powder lemonade, the real thing. The only rule she had was that he had to rinse off with the hose before getting in. This week they were on vacation up in Maine, a trip they did several times each Summer. They had an awesome lake home up there. It was a hike, but Mr. C was a pilot and he would land right on the lake. They took Dylan and Erik last year, as they did not have children of their own. Erik smiled at the memories.

Erik quickly finished the front yard, including the trimming and sweeping. Usually he saved trimming and sweeping for after the whole yard was done, but today he had a different plan. Satisfied, he pushed the mower to the back. He unlocked the gate and entered the yard. It was totally private. A tall stockade fence blocked all views, but was redundant as there was not a house around them in back. Erik took off his shorts and threw them over the fence post. He grabbed the garden hose and rinsed off and jumped in the pool.

“Now I know why swimmers wear these,” Erik immediately thought as he felt the freedom of the water hitting all the uncovered parts of his body. No shorts floating around or filling with air. He really could not describe the feeling, but he liked it. It was like he was almost naked, which he really was, but for that 3 inch band of lycra. He took his hand and rubbed himself, feeling his bulge in the water. It was exhilarating and erotic. His youthful body quickly responded.

“Don’t get started, you got a lawn to finish” Eric thought to himself. He got out of the pool, admired how the suit clung to him almost as much as his running shorts did in water.

“Thanks Mrs. C,” he thought as he chuckled. She had remembered to place a giant beach towel and a small bag of cooked in a plastic bag on the lounger.

“Thanks Erik,” she wrote on the note. “Hope these are dry. Enjoy the cookies. You such a nice young man. Say hi to your family”

“She is so sweet” Erik thought.

Erik slipped back on his shoes, but left the shorts hanging. He looked around and felt totally secluded. He pulled the mower starter and began weaving his way through the yard, wearing nothing but shoes and his Navy and Gold swimsuit. He loved it. He was practically erect as he did it. Erik wound his way around the yard, stopping a couple times to hose himself down, letting the cold water wash over him and run down his chest and across his suit. He watched as the water parted around his bulge and ran a stream down both legs.

Erik mowed behind the shed. He was back there for several minutes, totally hidden. Erik took a little extra time back there to feel himself in the tight, damp suit. He rubbed his hand across the front and gently massaged himself until he was rock hard. He thought about going all the way, but instead he just wanted to tease himself. He resumed mowing and crossed back from behind the shed. As he did, he looked over to see Ben standing by the pool.

“Holy crap, dude” Ben said as he saw Erik. “What are you doing?”

Erik froze, speechless. Whatever aroused state he was in quickly disappeared. He finally responded, “It’s hot, so I have been jumping in and out of the pool.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Ben replied. “You sure wasted no time getting a Speedo. You look great in it, even if you are mowing the lawn.”

Erik went over to grab his shorts. He wasn’t sure what to do and he was trying to figure out Ben’s reaction. He pulled the shorts off the post when Ben stopped him.

“Dude, it’s fine, you can leave the shorts off,” Ben encouraged Erik. “I mean I wasn’t expecting to see you mowing the lawn in a blue Speedo, but hey…” Ben trailed off with a shrug. Ben actually liked what he saw, and he could feel himself responding to it. “I was driving by and saw your car, thought I’d swing in and see if you want to hang out later.”

“Hey, I am almost done and they are not home. They don’t mind if I jump in the pool. Want to hang tight for a few and we can take a swim?” Erik asked.

“I don’t have anything to swim in” Ben replied. “I’d actually love to.”

“You got your running bag? Throw on a pair of running shorts. You can change back here, it’s really private.”

Ben stood there, looking at Erik. It was an awkward pause as Ben debated what to do. Erik looked so cute, and practically naked. Ben was wearing his work uniform, blue cotton shorts that went almost to his knees and a white polo shirt with the logo of the country club where we he worked part time tending to golf carts and other odd jobs.

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[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Ben was already in the pool when Erik finished up the sweeping. Ben stood along the wall watching Erik attentively as he zoomed about the yard, still clad only in the little blue and gold, almost yellow swimsuit. Between watching Erik and standing perfectly positioned in front of one of the pool jets, Ben was quite erotically stimulated. Erik leaped in off the diving board feet first into the eight foot end. While he was not a great swimmer, a simple push off the bottom and he was quickly in shallow water. Erik popped right up behind Ben and grabbed him around the waist.

“It’s time you got your head wet,” Ben commanded as he pulled Ben into the water. Ben’s light nylon running shorts floated up, exposing only the inner liner. The full side split seam gave the shorts little to hold them down.

“Okay, that’s it” said Ben playfully back as he emerged from the water. He grabbed Erik and pushed him under and the two began some rigorous horseplay, wrapping hands, legs and arms around each other as they tossed themselves about in the water. Each coping quick glances of each other under water. As they wrestled, Ben let his hand slide down and across the front of Erik’s suit, feeling the lycra wrapped bump in quick passes. Erik felt Ben’s hand slide across, but dismissed it as the perils of water wrestling.

They wrangled themselves into a corner, Erik tucked into the corner with Ben facing. Ben placed his arms on each side of Erik, trapping him into place. The two of them up against each other, but not quite touching. “I got you exactly where I want you” Ben proclaimed.

“Be gentle” Erik replied, smirking. “I’m just a skinny, helpless runner.”

“I am not so sure about that, Speedo man. You seem pretty strong to me”

Both of them secretly found the situation very arousing. Erik could feel himself growing inside the suit, but the tight material was holding him well in place. He slid his hand down and felt the top of him pushing hard against the tied waist. Likewise, Ben was also getting very aroused, but in his looser fitting shorts, he was expanding out to the front, tenting himself straight forward. Erik edged forward playing as if he was going to try to escape. As he did, Ben froze as Erik’s mid section touch up against the tenting of Ben’s shorts.

At first, Erik did not realize what he was feeling, but quickly he realized what was happening. Instead of pushing away, the two stayed against each other. Their bulging suit and shorts making direct contact. They both felt a surge of excitement mounting inside them. Erik wrapped his arms around Ben’s waist and pulled Ben into him. Ben did not fight it. The two embraced each other and held, every inch of their fronts pushing into each other. They gently rubbed against each other. Erik was so erect that the suit was forcing him into a sort of warped, erect position held back by the tightly tied waist. As his excitement grew, the bending strain intensified.

Ben started to shake slightly with growing arousal as he gently rubbed against Erik, the two of them both immersed in the feeling of each other and both very much turned on. Ben felt himself starting to reach a point of no return, as did Erik. Erik slid his hand down to adjust himself to allow his anatomy to stop bending outward like a bow. As Erik adjusted his position, his hand also rubbed against Ben. Ben was rock hard. Ben groaned.

“Oh man,” Erik whispered.

Ben suddenly realized the awkwardness of their situation. He quickly pushed away and swam under water across the pool.

“We shouldn’t have done that,” Ben said, caught somewhere between confused and mad. “I don’t know what just happened.”

Erik swam over and stood alongside Ben.

“It’s cool” Erik said. “I think we just got caught up in the moment.”

“Sorry,” Ben replied. “You looked so awesome in your new swimsuit. I guess you kind of turned me on.”

“I think we both turned each other on,” Erik said softly back.

“I guess I am kind of confused right now,” Ben replied, on the verge of tears. “I just don’t know. I don‘t want to f..k up our friendship”

“It won’t,” Erik whispered in Ben’s ear. “It really won’t.”

To be continued

[Swimmboy]

Need to catch my breath after that chapter - that was so erotic. The two studs, one in a Speedo, the other in a skimpy pair of running shorts becoming so aroused, yet still too shy to admit their true feelings. Can't wait for more chapters....

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

It was a two hour drive to the beach. Erik and Ben had done it a hundred times, so they had a ritual down. Both had the day off, so Erik stayed over the night before at Ben’s house. The plan was an early start so they could maximize the time on the beach. The two of them stayed up far later than they should have playing Pool and watching the late night shows, which was going to screw up the plans before they started. Ben had an amazing room that sat up over the garage and was huge. It had two beds, although Ben did not share it with anyone, perfect for sleep-overs. It also had its own small bath and shower. The walls were covered with photos and posters of the top runners of the era, all male, and all in running shorts. The two had not discussed the swimming pool events since they happened a couple days prior. With work schedules, they had not really seen each other much since then, either.

“So, what are you wearing to the beach?” Ben finally ventured closer to the unspoken topic.

“I have a really cool black and gold swimsuit that I was going to wear.” Eric replied.

“How many Speedo suits did you buy?” Ben asked.

“Three,” Erik answered, “but only because the third was half off.”

“Can I see it?” Ben asked

Erik rummaged through his bag and pulled it out, tossing it over the Ben. Ben held it up. “Really cool,” he replied. “The colors of our college, good choice”

“Yeah, I liked it.” Erik answered. “Want to see it on?”

Ben smiled at Erik as he thought for a second. “I bet you look hot in it, sure give me a fashion show.”

Ben was starting to feel a bit of excitement enter between his legs. Erik striped off his shorts and shirt and slid the suit on, right in front of Erik. The two had been in locker rooms together so many times that being naked in front of each other was no big deal.

“Ta da,” Erik announced as he turned to face Ben in the black and gold, tight fitting suit.

The black Nylon material had a slight shine to it. It was not as form fitting as the blue one the other day. It still looked great on Erik.

“I really like that suit.” Ben replied. “You really look great in it, so manly.”

“Thanks man,” Erik replied. Erik slowly slipped the suit off. Standing naked, he tossed the suit over to Ben. “Want to try it on? We are the same size.”

While Ben slid off his cotton plaid pajama pants, Erik slipped back into his pair of shorts. Ben slid the suit on; it still felt warm from Ben’s having just worn it. Ben felt himself get aroused as he pulled the suit over himself, struggling to make himself fit.

“I got rock hard the first time, too” Erik said the Ben. “I think the tight fit does that.”

“I see why you point yourself up. Only way it can fit.” Ben tied the strings, but his bulging anatomy made the suit huge. The Nylon struggled to give him as much room as it could, but it was a tight fit.

“Go look in the mirror, dude” Erik said with excitement. “You blow me away how good you look.”

“I have to admit it feels kind of neat,” Ben replied.

“Maybe we should stop and get you one of your own on the way.” Erik suggested.

“Maybe” Ben replied. He was actually intrigued with the whole idea of it.

Both guys were turned on again by each other, but neither said anything more as they lay in their separate beds. Instead the focus shifted to their plans for the next day, which included a long run on the beach, maybe some Frisbee, one on one volleyball. The best part was that they were both now of legal age, so even some cold beer entered the discussion. By the time they fell asleep it was almost two in the morning.

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Five came way too early, so they both agreed to sleep one more hour. Rising at 6, they quickly scrambled to get ready and make up time lost by the much needed sleep. Ben was eyeballing two different swim shorts, deciding which to wear. One was a boxer cut and the other looked more like traditional gym shorts, but with the pre-requisite mesh liner. Ben hated those liners, felt like your balls were being strung into fish net. Erik watched.

“Dude, I got an idea” Erik said animatedly. “How about you wear the black and gold swimsuit and I can wear the red and white one you have not seen yet.” Erik tossed the black and gold to Ben.

“You sure?” Ben asked.

“Yeah, it will be great!” Erik replied with so much enthusiasm it was contagious.

“Awesome, man” Ben replied as he pulled the black and gold suit on. “Let me see what the red one looks like.”

Erik turned and showed off the red and white. Being the lycra blend, it was much more form fitting, as his blue one was at the pool.

“Dude, you look freaking awesome.” Ben observed. “You gonna wear shorts in the car?” Ben asked.

“I’ll take them, but no, I was planning to just wear a T-shirt over.” Erik replied.

“Cool, me too.” Ben agreed. “Sure beats those mesh nut holders.”

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Ben was fast asleep once they got on the highway. He had one hand nestled right between his legs and the other on his left leg mid-thigh. Erik drove listening to the local top hits station and drinking coffee from their quick pit stop at 7-11. He chuckled at the look of the lady at the counter as the two nearly naked, handsome young men came parading in with T shirts that hung below their swimsuits. “You boys got pants on, right?” she asked. Erik laughed at the whole memory.

“It was pretty ballsy,” Erik thought to himself as he glanced over at Ben. Ben’s shirt was pulled up such that his whole suit was exposed. Erik marveled at how handsome Ben looked. Erik reached over and slid his hand on top of Ben’s left hand and held it there. Ben felt Eric’s hand. In a mere millisecond Ben made a choice, when he could have pushed away he instead clasped around Erik’s hand. As Erik drove at 60, Ben went from truly asleep to pretend asleep, the only give away was the soft smile that came over his face. It was a gutsy move for both. It also was a breakthrough.

“This just feels right,” Ben thought.

“It really does.” Eric’s thoughts answered.

Ben dozed back off and as he did he slid Erik’s hand up his leg such that Erik could feel the point where Ben’s suit wrapped down between his legs. This caused Erik to grow hard as the side of his hand could feel Ben. Ben, too was getting aroused as he slept. Erik shifted his mind back to the road, distracting his thoughts.

About an hour out from the beach, Erik took an exit that offered a food stop. The slowing car and the exit curve woke Ben. Erik also had removed his hand to shift gears and slow down.

“What’s wrong?” Ben asked.

“Just need some more coffee and to use the rest room” Erik replied. “You were sound asleep.”

“Good idea,” Ben replied. “Kind of rude of me to sleep while you drive. I’ll buy the coffee.”

“You were funny,” Erik replied. “Out like a light.”

“Guess we were up too late, I’ll probably sleep on the beach, too.” Ben added.

They found a 7-11 store and pulled in. Erik parked the car and opened the door. He got out and noticed Ben was fidgeting around, reaching for his bag in the back seat. Erik had on a T-shirt over the top of his swimsuit. “You coming in?” he asked.

“Yeah, let me grab my shorts” Ben replied as he found his shorts.

“Alright, I‘ll see you inside,” Erik replied. Erik skipped the shorts and just went in, his shirt hanging down such that all you saw was his bare legs from about midway to the knees. After a quick pit stop in the rest room, he was getting coffee when Ben walked in.

“I thought you were going to wear your shorts,” Erik sort of asked and observed.

“I was, but then I felt weird dressing by the car. Plus they are so short, the shirt covered them just as much,” Ben replied.

Despite the early hour, they grabbed sodas and chips for the rest of the ride. Erik also grabbed a pint of chocolate milk. Erik loved chocolate milk.

“You guys headed to the beach,” the guy behind the counter asked. “Nice day for it,” he added not even waiting for their reply. “Wish I could join you.”

“Come on with us,” Ben replied. The counter guy was tall, lean and clearly worked out. He had broad shoulders, probably from weights. He had on Khaki colored shorts and a yellow work polo shirt. Erik noticed him, too. “He’d be smoking in a Speedo,” Erik thought. Both secretly hoped he’d say yes. He didn’t.

“Where’s your girlfriends?” a young lady, probably early 20’s interjected into the conversation. “Two handsome guys like you must have some cute girlfriends.” she teased.

“No, just us,” Erik replied.

“So, lift those shirts, let me see your swim shorts,” the girl replied, clearly flirting with them.

“Don’t mind her,” the counter guy slid into the banter.

“Can’t a girl check out guys in swim trunks,” she teased them back.

With that Erik lifted his shirt, saying “so, what do you think?” Ben about fell over.

“Oh my, sweet. I love Speedos.” she added. “You must be on a swim team? Where is yours? ” she pressed Ben. Erik observed the counter guys face light up when he saw his choice of swimsuit. It was more than just a smile.

Ben finally quickly lifted up his shirt. By then several other customers were waiting to pay, so the banter ended there. The two grabbed their stuff and headed out to the car. They were quickly back on the road.

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[a speedo minded guy]

STS, do you ever get hard writing these stories. Very highly erotic

[singletlover]

Wow oh wow.
Bulging in my speedos right now too