First Summer....

[a speedo minded guy]

Another wonderful chapter and love how the boys have really become close to one another. Please continue

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

It was the perfect Northern Maine afternoon, warm sun, gentle winds, and a mild chop on the water to give the wave runners enough bounce to be exciting. Erik and Ben shared one, while Dylan took out the other. Ben drove and Erik was mounted behind him. The guys screamed as the machine bounced through the waves and occasionally hit the wake of other boats. The two machines raced each other down the wide open lake, heading east. They topped out at just over 50 MPH as they zoomed into the wilderness section of the lake, a wide open area of totally undeveloped shoreline and virtually no boat traffic. Erik, who had been feeling amorous all day after the unfinished state of arousal in the morning, found the vibration of the wave runner titillating, compounded by sitting snug against Ben, his legs straddling the saddle seat and wrapping around Ben. Ben could feel Erik against him, which made the ride that much more fun.

Dylan waved to them to stop. The two boats came together in the middle of the lake. Erik put his hands in his crotch area to cover his erection showing bulge. “Hey, let’s go to the beach down at the end,” Dylan suggested. Dylan had changed from his swim shorts and was now wearing a pair of cranberry colored Birdwell Beach Britches, which were much like the board shorts of today, long on the legs and hung low on the hips. Despite the fact that they were so darn long, Ben actually thought Dylan looked cute in them.

“Cool,” Ben replied. Erik nodded agreement. Just as fast as they stopped, they were off again. It was a long ride down to the far end of the lake, but there was a small sandy shoreline. The guys slowed as they began to see the bottom of the lake rising up to greet them.

“I’d rather be here alone with you,” Erik whispered to Ben as the beach drew close. Ben smiled in silent agreement. Erik slid off the back of the wave runner into the water. He needed the cold water to do its magic on him. The lake was up to his chest. Unlike the rest of the lake, which was more rock bottom, this end was sandy with some large boulders mixed in. Erik rubbed himself as he stood on the sandy bottom, he was still sporting a solid erection. He hoped the water would cool his jets, so to speak.

Dylan pulled his wave runner into the shallow water. He grabbed a tie line and tied it to a tree on the shore. Ben followed his lead and did the same.

“Awesome beach,” Ben said to Dylan as the two headed back to the water.

“Yeah, it is pretty cool out here,” Dylan replied.

Erik was still in the deeper water, struggling to lose the evidence of his aroused state, which was hanging on despite the cold water. “Damn,” Erik thought as he felt himself stay as hard as ever. What he really needed was to get himself to a full release, but that was not likely to happen here. His body wanted what it wanted. It was going to be a long and hard afternoon. Ben in his Speedo was not helping the situation.

“Dude, stop playing with yourself and get over here,” Dylan called out.
“Shut up,” Erik yelled back. He headed toward shore. As he cleared the water, the wet suit clung to him like cellophane wrap, outlining his anatomy. He tugged on the front, pulling the tight material away from his body, but not before Ben had noticed and smiled. Erik pushed himself more to the side and glanced down at himself. He wanted so bad to lie out on the beach and let Ben have his way, in fact he needed to. Erik had an amazing ability to stay hard for a long time, which was great in the right situations, but was not working out so well right now.

Ben had pulled the two towels out of the storage compartment of the wave runner and laid them out on the sand. Dylan had done the same with his towel. All three towels were lined up, Erik’s was in the middle. Dylan was off wandering the shoreline, Ben was sitting on his towel, looking cute as ever.

“Man you amaze me,” Ben said as Erik got close. “If I was in that cold water, I’d have shrunk right up…” he trailed off looking at Erik’s enlarged package.

“I thought it would,” Bens said. “It won’t go down, it’s stuck hard,”

“Maybe I can help,” Ben replied. Sliding his hand up onto Erik’s upper leg.

“Oh man, not here, not with Dylan so close,” Erik replied, wishing he could let Ben live up to the offer. Erik flopped down on the towel, on his stomach. He felt his hard self pressed between his body and the sand. Ben took his hand and rubbed Erik’s shoulders and back while Dylan was off playing wilder beast hunter. Erik felt his body start to grow even more. He took his hand and dug a little indent into the sand to ease the pressure and give his anatomy some room, which it would quickly take.

“What’s with Dylan’s long shorts?” Ben asked as more of an observation.

“I know, so much for him in a Speedo, he’s going the other way,” Erik replied. “I didn’t know he had those, but he’s been taking about Birdies for a while.”

“They look cute on him, but they seem like they would suck for swimming and hanging out at the beach.” Ben added.

Ben’s hand rubbed Erik’s butt softly and he slid a coupled fingers down between his legs. Erik loved the sensation. “Dude, you’re gonna make me shoot off if you keep that up,” Erik whispered.

“Kind of the idea,” Ben replied.

“There is a neat trail over there,” Dylan said pointing to the south, as he stood at the spread of towels. The two guys had lost track of him and did not realize he was so close. Ben retracted his hand from Erik’s butt, which Dylan had not really noticed until he saw it move away “It looks like there are moose tracks over there, too,” Dylan continued, making no reference to the activities of Ben and Erik.

“Let’s check it out,” Ben said as he stood. He started walking back toward the trail as Erik got up. He was back to fully aroused, his suit looking like he stuffed a banana in it. He followed behind Ben and Dylan as they ventured to the trail, watching Ben’s cute butt as he walked ahead.

“This is pretty neat,” Erik said from behind. “Let’s follow it for a bit.” The three guys ventured up the trail, two in speedos and one in long nylon shorts down almost to his knees. Dylan was in front, Ben followed, then Erik, who spent most of the time watching Ben’s tight butt and muscular legs. Erik stayed aroused, his body trapped in a state of erotic response inside his tiny Stars and Stripes Speedo.

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[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Jack finished up a quick thirty minute swim, his second swim of the day. He had blue brief cut swimsuit with white stripes on the side. As he climbed from the lake, he grabbed his towel and dried off. The sun was starting to lower in the western sky, tucking down behind the low mountains of the woodlands to the west. Far back in the western woods was the Alligash Waterway, a well-known canoe and kayak route that brought tourists in from all over. Ben and Erik had just returned from a short five mile run along the lake. They were both still wearing the same swimsuits they had on all day, Erik in the Stars and Stripes, Ben in his green print. Thankfully, Erik’s aroused state had calmed down over the afternoon, but it was still lurking just below the surface. The two guys were as wet with sweat as Jack was with water. They both jumped in the lake.

Down the lake, Ben spotted the two younger swimmers, Zach and Ryan, on the dock, practicing dives into the water. The swimmers were wearing brief cut swimsuits and looked amazingly graceful as they dove off the end of the dock, swam out a bit and then returned to the dock to repeat the process. Ben pointed toward them and Erik nodded.

“Yeah, I saw them this morning.” Erik said.

“Watch them, they are really good,” Ben replied back.

“They are really good swimmers,” Jack added to the conversation. “They both are on local teams and we’ve been told they are best in state for their ages,” he added.

“Watch how well they dive,” Ben said.

“Those two are always in the water,” Jack said. “We are not sure they own any clothes other than swimsuits.”

Ryan noticed the guys watching Zach and him do their dives. He waved with his whole arm. The two of them continued their practice, working to improve the smoothness of their launches and reducing the splash as they hit the water. A bigger splash meant more resistance which resulted in lost time. Ben and Erik continued to watch as they repeated the process of diving several more times.

“You’ll get to meet them, we will have them over for a cookout later this week,” Jack added, before he continued on into the house.

Dylan was sitting on the deck reading “The Towering Inferno,” which was a best seller at the time. He had put on a polo shirt, but still has on the cranberry Birdwell shorts. He was deep into the book. Ben and Erik ventured into the lake. Ben had offered to teach Erik to breath with his head in the water. “It will really improve your swimming,” he had explained to Erik.

Erik listened intently as Ben explained correct breathing. Erik tried what Ben said, but he just wasn’t getting it. Despite demonstrations by Ben, Erik could not get the timing down.

“Let’s try a different approach, “ Ben said.

“Sorry, I am not getting this,” Erik replied.

“Let me hold you up in the water,” Ben explained. “Lie out flat,” he instructed. As Erik did, Ben slid his arms underneath, one supporting Erik’s chest, the other on the upper part of his legs. “Now lay your face into the water and rotate it to breath, but don’t lift it.”

Despite gulping a bunch of lake water on his failed attempts, Erik started to get the hang of it. He also enjoyed the feel of Ben holding him, but he kept is concentration on the breathing. Once Ben was satisfied that he had the technique down, he moved to phase two.

“Okay, now it gets harder,” Ben said as Eric stood back up. “We have to add the arms.” Ben demonstrated the breathe timing. “For now, we’ll just do one side,” he further explained. “I’m going to hold your feet, while you do the arms and breathe.”

It took a while, but Erik finally got his head wrapped around what he was supposed to do. “Damn, this is harder than it looks,” Erik said at one point, frustrated. His technique was by no means ready for prime time, but at least he was breathing more like a swimmer, his head staying fairly flat in the water. On the last round, Ben called out, “Kick,” as he let Erik free of the hold.

Erik swam about 50 feet and then stood up. He probably drank in a gallon of water, thankfully the lake was clean.

“Dude, now you just need to relax,” Ben explained. “You still fight the water.”

The competitive edge in Erik was getting fired up. He was not going to fail at this. With that he turned back around and started swimming.

“Relax,” he kept telling himself, as his mind went through the count, “stroke, stroke, breath…” It was as if a light bulb went off, suddenly he got it! Ben watched as it happened. Erik’s strokes became less rigid, his body flowed with the lake, his tight stars and stripes but gliding along the water. Ben smiled and cheered him on. Erik was by no means ready for the swim team, but he actually looked like a swimmer. His endurance allowed him to go longer than he had ever swam before in one session.

“I’m going to that dock,” Erik thought. “No way is Ben going to swim farther than me,” the rivalry stirred from earlier in the day.

Ben watched as Erik made his way down the lake, each stroke getting better. Still jumping off the dock, Ryan and Zach stopped and watched as this new swimmer came towards them.

“I like his swimsuit,” Ryan said to Zach.

“You are so funny,” Zach said back. “How did I know you’d check out his swimsuit first,” Zach poked at Ryan. The two young teens laughed at each other. They watched as Ben made a turn in front of the dock. As he started to head back the two guys gave him a quick yell of encouragement. While they did not see it, Erik smiled to himself. As a runner, Erik played off the crowd and rallied at encouragement. It was just what he needed as he faced the long swim back.

“That was awesome,” Ben proclaimed to Erik as he stood up in front of him. “You looked so great,” Ben added as he grabbed Erik and gave him a huge hug. Erik lifted himself onto Ben’s body at the waist, Ben feeling Erik’s anatomy close against him.

“You’re a great coach,” Erik said, a huge smile of accomplishment on his face. He gave Ben a quick kiss on his cheek. They held each other, reveling in the accomplishment.

“You looked great,” Jack’s voice broke their moment. He had watched from the dock, Ben and Erik totally unaware of his presence. Erik slipped off Ben and stood, the two wondering how much he saw.

“Thanks, Jack,” Erik replied. “It was really cool.”

[a speedo minded guy]

You should really publish these stories. They are great. And please continue.

[solarguy]

Originally Posted by a speedo minded guy

You should really publish these stories. They are great. And please continue.

I couldn't agree more. I really look foward to a next chapter. You're writing style is so readable. Of course, the subject matter is great! Young guys, speedos, hard-ons, speedos…who could ask for more?!!

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Writer's note: While most of the story is about the three guys, a little diversion to Jack and MaryBeth. Hope you like it....

Marybeth found herself drifting back to their youth as she watched Jack maneuver the Pontoon boat to the middle of the lake in the dusk. A full moon rose in the east as the last glimpses of a pink sunset nestled behind the mountains to the west. Jack was as fit today as the day she met him, and he still rocked a speedo better than any guy ever. He was well equipped to flaunt a sensational manly bulge, which she loved about him in his swimsuits. It was, after all, what attracted her to him so many years ago.

“You look handsome,” she said as she sipped from her glass of Chardonnay. “You sure know how to turn a lady on,” She teased him a little with some touches. Jack smiled back at her as he eased the boat out to the middle of the lake. He had changed into a new suit he had just bought. It was a bold black background suit with splashed of red, white, yellow and green fireworks that looked amazing on his tall, lean, muscular body. He had on a sweatshirt that stopped above the waistline of the suit. “Still has got the same cute bulge,” MaryBeth thought to herself. She was getting very much turned on, which in turn was making Jack aroused.

The two had stolen this alone time, leaving the guys to do whatever they wanted. Jack and MaryBeth loved the romance of their moonlight cruises. A couple of candles, a nice glass bottle of wine, and the peaceful lake, which was always quiet, flat water this time of the evening. A couple of loons off in the distance gave them a concert of calls. Jack idled the boat and cut the motor. The boat sat quietly adrift, hardly moving in the still water.

“You still make me wild,” she whispered to Jack as he sat next to her on the lounger seat. “Just like the first day I saw you.” She rubbed Jack’s leg as she talked. He smiled at her.

“Amazing,” Jack replied. “I was thinking the same about you.”

They actually discovered each other at two different times, back in college. For Marybeth, she had gone to a swim event with a girlfriend who was dating another swimmer. She had never seen a swimming event and was intrigued by the tight, form fitting swimsuits all the guys wore. The team suits were red Nylon suits, not quite as small as the suits Jack wore today, but when wet they hugged the body, showing all. It didn’t seem to bother the guys at all. It was there that she spotted this one tall, lean swimmer. He stood out from the others. He had amazing cute legs, a wonderful smile, and he laughed all the time. He cheered his teammates. Best of all, he had the most sexy frontal bulge of any guy there. She made Jack blush as she retold the story of how she spent the whole meet checking his anatomy out and watching how his suit clung to him and showed her everything after he would get out of the water.

“I wanted you right there,” she said as she sensuously massaged Jack’s upper legs and teased his cute bulge.

“So my swimming ability had nothing to do with it,” Jack teased back. His hand rubbing her back as he spoke. Jack was growing inside the bold print suit. He leaned over and kissed his gorgeous wife.

“Well, that too, but no,” she replied. “It was all about your equipment,” she giggled. “Remember the yellow swim suits you guys wore?” she asked, letting the conversation flow. The team had red suits with three yellow stripes, and yellow suits with three red stripes. They interchanged them at meets. For practice they wore solid red or solid black suits.

“Oh yeah, I loved those suits,” Jack replied.

“So did I,” MaryBeth answered. “That yellow was almost sheer when you guys got out of the pool,” she laughed. “It was quite the show.”

“No, they weren’t,” Jack slightly protested. He waited. “Well, maybe a little he finally relented.”

The two sat quietly arm in arm and watched the rising moon. It was a gorgeous night as it lit up the lake. More loons joined the concert. They embraced into deep sensual kisses. Jack became rock hard in his suit, ready for wherever MaryBeth took this. She felt his hardness against her and smiled inside. She could still make him really rock his tiny suits. She loved getting him all aroused in them.

“Remember that trip to the beach after we started dating?” she asked, as they paused the action. She had her hand placed right on Jack’s aroused mound. He enjoyed the feel.

“Oh wow, I will never forget it,” he replied. “Now I know why you made me where the yellow swimsuit,” he chuckled.

“You were so cute,” she replied. “Such a nice guy. You even brought flowers,” she smiled at him.

“You made me wild,” he replied. “I laid there and you kept rubbing my side as we soaked in the sun. I got a massive hard on.”

“I know,” she smiled. “I thought you were so cute all horny. I liked how you kept going in the water, and then the suit clung to you and I got a close up view.”

“That was a wild session we had,” he replied, referring to the two of them making out on the beach.

“You enjoyed it,” she replied referring to what had happened to Jack. In his youth, he had gotten so aroused, especially by her wandering hands, that he could not hold back. “It was my first time seeing that happen to a guy,” she confessed.

“I struggled so hard to hold it back,” Jack explained. “But you kept feeling me…” he trailed off. They both chuckled. It was also his first time having a lady do that to him while he was in a swimsuit.

The two engaged in deeper romance, as the boat continued to very slowly drift in the water. MaryBeth enjoyed the feel of Jack’s youthful response to her efforts. As they embraced and she teased him, he would moan, especially as she felt the full outline of his anatomy. She enjoyed the way he would caress her and his deep sensual kisses. No one but the two of them ever knew how far they took it out there alone in the lake, but it did end with a splash as Jack took a jump in the water, just before starting the boat for the ride home, the wine gone and the candle about burnt out. There were also a few more waves in the lake.

Shortly after, the boat docked back at the house.

[a speedo minded guy]

All I can say is I love it all!!! Please hurry with the next chapters. Great storyline

[Swimmboy]

It's like a steamy romance novel with hot swimmer guys in tight Speedos! All these young studs - and even older Jack - getting so worked up.....lovin' it!