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Aquatic Anxiety
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bamadude01
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Can't wait for another chapter!
^ I don't usuallythis early but.........
I'm glad the story has that effect on you! Don't rub yourself raw!
Thanks for the kind words, Brian! Next chapter's coming out tonight!
Written VERY Well!
Um ... fantasy or memory?
HUGS!!
Chaz
Mmm... memory, I wish! I've had a few threesomes and foursomes but nothing ever got much past oral. Who knows what the future holds, though!?
Thanks for commenting, bamadude! Glad you found the story and that you're looking forward to more!
Apologies for taking such a long break in between posting parts to this story. Sometimes I let other things get in the way and my writing falls by the wayside, but it's always in the back of my mind! That said, I have the next part ready for your enjoyment, and I hope to get the next few parts posted over the next several days! Enjoy!
Part 25
I stir awake as the sun’s rays shine through the window and into the room. Steve and I had fallen asleep the night before with him spooning me, so I stretch out my arms and turn around to face him. He’s still fast asleep. I sit up and look at the time—it’s 9. We’ll need to leave in the next couple hours if we want to make it back to Savannah before it gets dark.
I shimmy over to the edge of the bed and get out from under the covers, then walk over to the bathroom to take a leak, yawning and stretching in an attempt to wake myself up. I head back to the bedroom and nudge Steve a few times to try to wake him up. He mumbles a bit but eventually becomes more coherent. “That you, bud?”
I keep my voice quiet. “Yeah. You wanna get up and get breakfast?”
He groans. “Ugh, let me sleep a bit longer.”
I chuckle. “OK, I’ll let you get some more shut eye.”
He yawns and mutters “thanks” before rolling over and pulling a pillow over his face. I laugh as quietly as I can, then get dressed, fix up my hair, and head outside.
It’s another bright, sunny Florida morning. There are already a few guys out by the pool, as well as a few eating breakfast, but after looking around, there’s no sign of Colt. Hopefully I’ll run into him again before Steve and I have to leave. For now, I walk over to the breakfast area and put a few things on a plate, pour myself a cup of orange juice, and plop down at an empty table and start eating, enjoying the eye candy as I scarf down breakfast.
Midway through eating, I see Colt approaching out of the corner of my eye. I sit straight up, excited to see him once again. He gives me a wave, and I wave back. He walks up to my table. “Morning, Joey.”
“Good morning, Colt. I was hoping I’d see you before we left town.”
“Likewise. Let me grab some food and I’ll come join you.” I nod, and he goes to fix himself a plate, then sits down at my table. “How’d you guys sleep?”
“I slept great, but Steve’s still in bed. After all the excitement last night, I can’t blame him if he needed to sleep in.”
He laughs. “You and I certainly showed him a good time, huh?”
I grin. “We sure did! I’ll certainly remember it for a long time to come.”
“As will I.” He takes a bite of his yogurt. “I’m really glad I met you guys. You’re a very interesting couple, for not being a ‘couple’.” I nod, but don’t respond otherwise. He speaks up again, “Since I’ve got you alone, if you don’t mind my asking, what’s the deal with you two?”
I sigh. “Well, he’s very new to this.”
“What, coming to a gay resort?”
“Well, that, and new to gay experiences as well. He’s lived his whole life being straight. He even had a girlfriend up until several weeks ago.”
Colt sits back in his chair, his expression turning to one of mild surprise. “Interesting.”
I go on, “We reconnected shortly after I moved back to Savannah, and have just gotten really close since then. A couple weekends ago I guess we both got super horned up and started jerking off next to each other, and we ended up messing around that night. We’ve spent every weekend together since.”
He crosses his arms. “Wow. Do you think you two will ever get together?”
I let out a sigh. “I really don’t know. He’s a very passionate lover, he’s always excited every time he sees me, and always wants to spend lots of time around me. The only problem is that he’s not sure about his sexuality. You could probably tell that from our first night meeting you. I’m pretty certain I know what it is I want in life and in a partner, but all this is so new to him, he’s not sure. Hell, he might even decide it’s not for him.”
He tilts his head from side to side. “Yeah, all that sounds tough. He sounds like he’s going through a lot. You seem like you have a very good head on your shoulders, though.” He hesitates a bit, then continues, “Can I give you a bit of advice?” I nod, and he goes on, “I don’t want to doom any possible future you have with him, but if he’s just discovering this part of himself, you’re right, he may decide it’s not for him. Joey, I don’t want to see you hurt if he freaks out one day and doesn’t want to have anything to do with this new side of himself.”
“How can you be sure that’s even a possibility?”
He looks intently into my eyes. “I’ve seen it happen with lots of ‘straight’ guys. Nothing against them, but they love being in the moment and getting their rocks off, with not even a care of what hole they’re sticking their dick in, but when things get serious and futures start getting talked about, they run, always. I don’t know if Steve’s that guy or not, but the way he reacted the night before last, it gives me reservations.”
I nod slowly. “Yeah, that thought’s been in the back of my mind a lot lately, too.”
He leans closer and rests his hand on my knee. “Don’t get me wrong, Joey, you’re being an awesome friend by showing him the ropes and helping him experience this new side of himself. Who knows? He might end up wanting to spend the rest of his life with you, but just in case he doesn’t, I don’t want to see you get hurt if things don’t turn out the way you want them to.” He takes his hand away and leans back in his chair. “I hope I didn’t cross a line or anything by saying that.”
I give him a half-smile. “No, I appreciate your advice. What you said is very wise. Like I said, it’s been in the back of my mind, but I feel like I’ve been mostly ignoring it, and not wanting to bring it up with him out of fear that what we have now would go away.”
He shrugs. “Well, I guess my last piece of advice would be to enjoy and cherish what you guys have together right now. Life is full of constant change, and the relationship you have with him will change over time—that’s guaranteed. Whatever happens, though, just for your sake, Joey, make sure you take care of yourself.”
I sigh. “You’ve given me a lot to think about for the drive back home.”
He covers his mouth. “Sorry.”
I chuckle. “No, I meant that in a good way. You’re totally right—these are things I need to consider. I need to prepare myself if Steve and I end up not being a thing. It’s wise to keep my expectations in check.”
He gives me a half-smile. “Good. I was hoping you’d take what I said the right way. I don’t know what it is about you, but you seem like a great guy. Even though I’ve only known you a couple days, I care about you and want to see you happy.”
I lean toward him and we kiss. “Thanks, Colt. That means a lot.” I glance down and see his phone on the table. “Can I give you my number so we can stay in touch?”
He nods. “Absolutely.” He picks up his phone, and I give him my number. “Got it. I’ll send you a text so you have my number as well.” He taps on his phone’s screen repeatedly as he types his message, then sets it down and looks up behind me. “Ah, look who finally made it out of bed!”
I turn my head and see Steve approaching, wearing a tank top and sweatpants. I grin when he reaches the table. “Did that last little bit of sleep help?”
Steve looks at me sarcastically. “Like you wouldn’t believe. I’ll be right back—stomach’s growling like a mother fucker.”
He walks away, and I give Colt a look. “Wow, usually he’s in a better mood in the morning.”
Colt shrugs. “Maybe I sucked all the politeness out of him last night.”
I laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s it.”
After a minute or so, Steve rejoins us at the table. The three of us make casual conversation as we eat the rest of our breakfast, then all stand up and clear the table.
Before we part ways, Steve and I give Colt a huge hug and quick peck on the cheek. Colt turns around and walks back to his room, and Steve and I head back to ours to shower and start packing. I check my phone to make sure Colt’s text came through, but decide to read and reply to his actual message later. Once our bags are all packed, we load them into the car, then go to the front desk to hand in our keys.
Troy stands up from behind the desk. “Good morning! How was your stay, boys?”
I smile. “Absolutely wonderful. I’ll definitely be staying here again next time I’m in Fort Lauderdale.”
Troy claps his hands. “I’m delighted to hear that! We’ll see you next time. Have a safe drive back home.”
With that, Steve and I head back out and hop in the car. I crank the engine, and soon we’re on our way back to Savannah. The drive back is pretty quiet, with me focusing on the road and Steve focusing on his phone. We stop midway through to fill up my gas tank along with our stomachs, then continue the next few hours of the drive in relative silence.
I drive back to my place after dropping Steve off. I park the car and take my bag inside. I have to be at my construction job early tomorrow morning, and after the long drive today, I’m just about ready to crash. I strip down to my boxers and eat a quick dinner, then crawl into bed and plug in my phone. I see the unread message from Colt and decide to open it up so I can save his number, but when I do, I’m a little caught off-guard.
Hey sexy stud. This is Colt. It was an absolute blast meeting you and Steve. Give me a call once you get in town so I know you made it back safely. Hope to hear from you.
Well, I was tired and ready to crash, but after reading Colt’s message, I discover I have enough energy to call him and see what he’s up to.
I hit the call button and wait for him to pick up.
Part 25
I stir awake as the sun’s rays shine through the window and into the room. Steve and I had fallen asleep the night before with him spooning me, so I stretch out my arms and turn around to face him. He’s still fast asleep. I sit up and look at the time—it’s 9. We’ll need to leave in the next couple hours if we want to make it back to Savannah before it gets dark.
I shimmy over to the edge of the bed and get out from under the covers, then walk over to the bathroom to take a leak, yawning and stretching in an attempt to wake myself up. I head back to the bedroom and nudge Steve a few times to try to wake him up. He mumbles a bit but eventually becomes more coherent. “That you, bud?”
I keep my voice quiet. “Yeah. You wanna get up and get breakfast?”
He groans. “Ugh, let me sleep a bit longer.”
I chuckle. “OK, I’ll let you get some more shut eye.”
He yawns and mutters “thanks” before rolling over and pulling a pillow over his face. I laugh as quietly as I can, then get dressed, fix up my hair, and head outside.
It’s another bright, sunny Florida morning. There are already a few guys out by the pool, as well as a few eating breakfast, but after looking around, there’s no sign of Colt. Hopefully I’ll run into him again before Steve and I have to leave. For now, I walk over to the breakfast area and put a few things on a plate, pour myself a cup of orange juice, and plop down at an empty table and start eating, enjoying the eye candy as I scarf down breakfast.
Midway through eating, I see Colt approaching out of the corner of my eye. I sit straight up, excited to see him once again. He gives me a wave, and I wave back. He walks up to my table. “Morning, Joey.”
“Good morning, Colt. I was hoping I’d see you before we left town.”
“Likewise. Let me grab some food and I’ll come join you.” I nod, and he goes to fix himself a plate, then sits down at my table. “How’d you guys sleep?”
“I slept great, but Steve’s still in bed. After all the excitement last night, I can’t blame him if he needed to sleep in.”
He laughs. “You and I certainly showed him a good time, huh?”
I grin. “We sure did! I’ll certainly remember it for a long time to come.”
“As will I.” He takes a bite of his yogurt. “I’m really glad I met you guys. You’re a very interesting couple, for not being a ‘couple’.” I nod, but don’t respond otherwise. He speaks up again, “Since I’ve got you alone, if you don’t mind my asking, what’s the deal with you two?”
I sigh. “Well, he’s very new to this.”
“What, coming to a gay resort?”
“Well, that, and new to gay experiences as well. He’s lived his whole life being straight. He even had a girlfriend up until several weeks ago.”
Colt sits back in his chair, his expression turning to one of mild surprise. “Interesting.”
I go on, “We reconnected shortly after I moved back to Savannah, and have just gotten really close since then. A couple weekends ago I guess we both got super horned up and started jerking off next to each other, and we ended up messing around that night. We’ve spent every weekend together since.”
He crosses his arms. “Wow. Do you think you two will ever get together?”
I let out a sigh. “I really don’t know. He’s a very passionate lover, he’s always excited every time he sees me, and always wants to spend lots of time around me. The only problem is that he’s not sure about his sexuality. You could probably tell that from our first night meeting you. I’m pretty certain I know what it is I want in life and in a partner, but all this is so new to him, he’s not sure. Hell, he might even decide it’s not for him.”
He tilts his head from side to side. “Yeah, all that sounds tough. He sounds like he’s going through a lot. You seem like you have a very good head on your shoulders, though.” He hesitates a bit, then continues, “Can I give you a bit of advice?” I nod, and he goes on, “I don’t want to doom any possible future you have with him, but if he’s just discovering this part of himself, you’re right, he may decide it’s not for him. Joey, I don’t want to see you hurt if he freaks out one day and doesn’t want to have anything to do with this new side of himself.”
“How can you be sure that’s even a possibility?”
He looks intently into my eyes. “I’ve seen it happen with lots of ‘straight’ guys. Nothing against them, but they love being in the moment and getting their rocks off, with not even a care of what hole they’re sticking their dick in, but when things get serious and futures start getting talked about, they run, always. I don’t know if Steve’s that guy or not, but the way he reacted the night before last, it gives me reservations.”
I nod slowly. “Yeah, that thought’s been in the back of my mind a lot lately, too.”
He leans closer and rests his hand on my knee. “Don’t get me wrong, Joey, you’re being an awesome friend by showing him the ropes and helping him experience this new side of himself. Who knows? He might end up wanting to spend the rest of his life with you, but just in case he doesn’t, I don’t want to see you get hurt if things don’t turn out the way you want them to.” He takes his hand away and leans back in his chair. “I hope I didn’t cross a line or anything by saying that.”
I give him a half-smile. “No, I appreciate your advice. What you said is very wise. Like I said, it’s been in the back of my mind, but I feel like I’ve been mostly ignoring it, and not wanting to bring it up with him out of fear that what we have now would go away.”
He shrugs. “Well, I guess my last piece of advice would be to enjoy and cherish what you guys have together right now. Life is full of constant change, and the relationship you have with him will change over time—that’s guaranteed. Whatever happens, though, just for your sake, Joey, make sure you take care of yourself.”
I sigh. “You’ve given me a lot to think about for the drive back home.”
He covers his mouth. “Sorry.”
I chuckle. “No, I meant that in a good way. You’re totally right—these are things I need to consider. I need to prepare myself if Steve and I end up not being a thing. It’s wise to keep my expectations in check.”
He gives me a half-smile. “Good. I was hoping you’d take what I said the right way. I don’t know what it is about you, but you seem like a great guy. Even though I’ve only known you a couple days, I care about you and want to see you happy.”
I lean toward him and we kiss. “Thanks, Colt. That means a lot.” I glance down and see his phone on the table. “Can I give you my number so we can stay in touch?”
He nods. “Absolutely.” He picks up his phone, and I give him my number. “Got it. I’ll send you a text so you have my number as well.” He taps on his phone’s screen repeatedly as he types his message, then sets it down and looks up behind me. “Ah, look who finally made it out of bed!”
I turn my head and see Steve approaching, wearing a tank top and sweatpants. I grin when he reaches the table. “Did that last little bit of sleep help?”
Steve looks at me sarcastically. “Like you wouldn’t believe. I’ll be right back—stomach’s growling like a mother fucker.”
He walks away, and I give Colt a look. “Wow, usually he’s in a better mood in the morning.”
Colt shrugs. “Maybe I sucked all the politeness out of him last night.”
I laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s it.”
After a minute or so, Steve rejoins us at the table. The three of us make casual conversation as we eat the rest of our breakfast, then all stand up and clear the table.
Before we part ways, Steve and I give Colt a huge hug and quick peck on the cheek. Colt turns around and walks back to his room, and Steve and I head back to ours to shower and start packing. I check my phone to make sure Colt’s text came through, but decide to read and reply to his actual message later. Once our bags are all packed, we load them into the car, then go to the front desk to hand in our keys.
Troy stands up from behind the desk. “Good morning! How was your stay, boys?”
I smile. “Absolutely wonderful. I’ll definitely be staying here again next time I’m in Fort Lauderdale.”
Troy claps his hands. “I’m delighted to hear that! We’ll see you next time. Have a safe drive back home.”
With that, Steve and I head back out and hop in the car. I crank the engine, and soon we’re on our way back to Savannah. The drive back is pretty quiet, with me focusing on the road and Steve focusing on his phone. We stop midway through to fill up my gas tank along with our stomachs, then continue the next few hours of the drive in relative silence.
I drive back to my place after dropping Steve off. I park the car and take my bag inside. I have to be at my construction job early tomorrow morning, and after the long drive today, I’m just about ready to crash. I strip down to my boxers and eat a quick dinner, then crawl into bed and plug in my phone. I see the unread message from Colt and decide to open it up so I can save his number, but when I do, I’m a little caught off-guard.
Hey sexy stud. This is Colt. It was an absolute blast meeting you and Steve. Give me a call once you get in town so I know you made it back safely. Hope to hear from you.
Well, I was tired and ready to crash, but after reading Colt’s message, I discover I have enough energy to call him and see what he’s up to.
I hit the call button and wait for him to pick up.
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Hmmm ... VERY Interesting! Could this be leading to a curve, a fork, a side road, a dead end, a new destination all together???? I guess only Time, and/or AG, will tell! 
HUGS!! 
Chaz
HUGS!!
Chaz
Id like to say you left me hanging.........but that's never the case....... 
Thank you for the kind comment, 62624rd! I hope you're looking forward to more to come!
Hmmm ... VERY Interesting! Could this be leading to a curve, a fork, a side road, a dead end, a new destination all together???? I guess only Time, and/or AG, will tell!
HUGS!!
Chaz
It might be too early to tell, but it seems like Joey (and Steve, but moreso Joey) made a good new connection with someone. If nothing else, Colt is at least someone Joey can talk to and confide in about his relationship with Steve, especially since Joey doesn't really have anyone else he can talk to about it. As you said, time will certainly tell what will come of their new acquaintanceship.
Id like to say you left me hanging.........but that's never the case.......
I hope I can keep it up... in more ways than one! I'm glad I am consistently getting a rise out of you and that you're enjoying the story!
Part 26
The phone rings, and I hear Colt pick up on the other end. “Joey?”
“Hey Colt. I hope I’m not calling too late.”
“Not at all. How was the drive back?”
“It went well. Steve wasn’t very talkative on the way back—I think he was just looking forward to being home. I just got back from dropping him off and was just about to go to sleep when I saw your message.”
“Ah, well I’m glad you decided to give me a call.”
“No problem. It’s nice that you wanted to keep in touch. How was your flight back?”
“Not bad. I got the aisle seat and the people next to me slept the whole flight, so I was quite content the whole way home.”
“That’s awesome.”
“Yeah. But I’ll be back in the air tomorrow.”
“Really? Where are you going?”
“Ohio. It’s for work.”
I pause for a second. “I don’t remember if I ever asked what you did for work.”
“I work for an investment firm. We go to conferences around the country and meet people who want to start their own business.”
“Oh, that’s awesome! I’ve been thinking about going into business myself.”
“What kind do you see yourself going in?”
“Some kind of construction. I have a job in construction now and did when I lived in Raleigh, but I’ve been wanting to start my own business for a while. I’ve been saving up money and reading a bunch of books on it, so it’s only a matter of time.”
“Neat! Well, keep at it, and I’m sure you’ll do fine.”
I sigh. “That’s the idea. Anyway, is your husband back from his skiing trip?”
“Not yet. Matty flies back in the middle of the week. I won’t see him until I get back from Ohio.”
“Aww, that sucks.”
“Eh, it’s not too bad. When you’ve been married for ten years, waiting a little while longer to see your hubby is no big deal.”
I chuckle. “I guess so.”
“Anyway, I should let you get to bed. Sounds like you have a busy week ahead of you.”
“Six days in a row, but the work’s not too hard.”
“Heh heh. All right, it was nice chatting with you, Joey. Call me again sometime. I’d love to hear how you and Steve are doing.”
“I sure will. You have a good night, Colt.”
“You too. Bye.”
I set my phone on my nightstand and look down. Talking with Colt and imagining all the dirty things Steve and I did with him has made my dick so hard it has found its way through the fly of my boxers. There’s no way I’m going to be able to fall asleep in this condition, so I hoist my ass up and slide my boxers off, grab some lube, and rub one out before going to sleep.
* * * * *
The week goes by as usual. I work my construction job on Monday, then show up to the pool on Tuesday, and Steve and I do our lessons and play around a bit afterwards in the shower. Wednesday and Thursday I’m back at my construction job, and on Friday I’m back at the pool. When five o’clock hits and the pool closes, Steve and I stick around to get things set up for the swim meet. We do what we did last time and jump in the water naked to get the lane ropes strung across. It’s so fun and freeing swimming around with him completely naked. I probably won’t have many more chances to do this since tomorrow is the second-to-last swim meet, so I try to enjoy it as much as I can.
We made plans for him to spend the night at my place, so after we rinse off all the pool water, he grabs his bag and we hop in my car to head back to my place. I cook us dinner and we pop open a few beers as we eat and hang out. It gets to be pretty late, so we strip down and go to the bedroom and spend the rest of the night caressing each other’s naked body, kissing and licking each other practically from head to toe. I spin myself around and we sixty-nine for a while. The sensation of getting sucked off while blowing him feels amazing, and we work each other into a frenzy and shoot into the other’s mouth, swallowing each other’s load. Both of us now exhausted, we crawl under the sheets and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
* * * * *
We wake up the next morning and take our time getting up and eating breakfast. The swim meet is still a few hours off.
Steve helps clear the table after we finish eating. “Hey bud, you wanna help me with something?”
“Sure, what?”
“Well, you know I shave my body hair off before the swim meets, right? Want to take care of my hard-to-reach places?”
I nod excitedly. “I don’t mind taking care of all your places.” And with that, we head into the bathroom. He retrieves an electric razor from his overnight bag, peels off his shirt, and slides off his sweatpants. I strip down too so his hair doesn’t get on my clothes, then lay a towel down on the floor, and he steps onto it.
I fire up the razor and start working on his chest, taking great care around his nipples, and take a break every so often to lean down to kiss and gently tug at them with my teeth. I spin him around and shave his back, which isn’t very hairy to begin with, but I shave off whatever I see. I sit on the edge of the tub and lean over to reach his feet and ankles, and slowly work my way up his legs all the way to his junk. I cup his package with my other hand. “Want me to work on this, too?”
“It doesn’t really matter; the swimsuit covers it up anyway, but if you want to, I wouldn’t mind. Trim my pubes as short as they can go, and shave the rest.”
“Gladly.”
I flip the shaver around to the trimmer end, click it to its shortest length, and pull at his pubic hair and get it nice and neatly trimmed. I turn the shaver around again and shave at the base of his cock, then lift it up to get to his balls. I gently tug on them and guide the shaver into the crevices between his balls and his legs. From the looks of his cock, he’s getting a bit excited to have someone shave his body hair. I wonder if Melissa ever shaved his body for him, but I decide not to ask, figuring that reminding him of her probably wouldn’t be a good idea.
I set the shaver on the edge of the tub, then place my hands on his hips and spin him around so his ass is facing me. “Spread your cheeks.” He does so, and I maneuver the shaver as close to his hole as I can get it and carefully shave off the hair around his hole. I brush all the loose hair away, then shut the shaver off, setting it down on the floor. I pull his ass closer and start probing his hole with my tongue for a bit. There’s nothing quite like the sensation of rimming a freshly-shaven hole.
I lean back and spin him back around. His cock is fully hard at this point—as is mine. I grip his hips again and pull him closer so I can engulf his cock with my mouth. He grabs the sides of my head and slowly begins to face fuck me as I sit on the edge of the tub, gradually increasing the rate and force of his thrusts. I reach up and cup his smooth balls, and he pulls his dick out of my mouth and stands up on his tiptoes, giving me easy access to his balls. I give them a tongue bath as he strokes his meat, and I reach down and start stroking myself as well. I reach around with my other hand and gently probe his hole with a finger, which apparently gets him very excited. His moans grow louder and louder, and eventually reach a point where his orgasm starts.
Cum begins shooting from the end of his dick and onto my hair and face. It’s so animalistic and sexy, and we’re about to shower, that I don’t care if he’s making a mess on me. Soon after, he stops shooting and his orgasm subsides. He backs away and leans against the counter, and I rise to my feet and step closer to him and continue jerking off. I lean forward to kiss him, and he licks some of his cum from my face. He reaches up with one hand, tweaking my nipple, while fondling and massaging my balls with his other hand. Soon enough I reach my climax and begin to shoot my load all over his freshly-shaven body. I make quite a mess on him, too, but hey, at least it’ll be easy to clean up.
I lean forward and kiss him again a few times, then turn around and start up the shower. We hop inside and take turns lathering each other’s hair and body up with shampoo and soap, then help each other rinse off. We dry off and head back to the bedroom, where I get dressed in regular clothes while he pulls on a Speedo. As I zip and button my pants, I look him up and down. “God damn, Steve. It’s a good thing we just blew our loads back there, because if we hadn’t, I’d want to peel that swimsuit off and blow you right here.”
He laughs. “Careful, bud, you’re gonna get me hard again.”
I finish getting dressed while he pulls on his guard shorts and shirt, then we get into my car and I drive us to the pool. We get there before anyone else. He helps me get the starting blocks in place, then goes off to take care of the lifeguard equipment while I head to the office to gather the list of racers and get the award ribbons together.
Kathy and the rest of the guards show up, and then the racers and their families begin to arrive. We get everyone checked in and the meet begins. After the kids’ portion is over, I head back to the office to get the adult list. Steve follows behind me and starts taking off his shirt and guard shorts, revealing the same Speedo he had on back at my place.
God, how I want to kneel down right here in this office and give him a blowjob, but after Kathy almost caught us during the last meet, I decide not to kiss or even get close to Steve. It feels unfair that I have to hide my genuine affection out of fear that I’ll get caught by someone like Kathy, but unfortunately that’s just how things are.
Steve and I exit the office together, and I give him just a pat on the shoulder. “Kill it out there.”
He gives me a grin. “I’ll try my best, bud.” And he does try. He’s not winning as many races as he did at the last meet, but he does very well, at least in my opinion.
The meet finally reaches its end. After everyone heads home, Steve and I are left behind to take down all the equipment. I strip naked just as I did last time and help Steve take down the ropes and starting blocks. We rinse off in the shower, then get dressed and head back to my place, with him taking his car this time. I cook dinner for us and we relax and play games the rest of the night before heading to bed.
I make breakfast for us the next morning and we hang out some more before he heads back home right before lunchtime. With me now left alone with my thoughts, I can’t help but think about where Steve and I are now. We’re still obviously very into one another, and the sexual chemistry is great, but that’s only one part of our relationship. We connect on a mental and emotional level as well, but in the back of my mind I worry just how long we’ll be able to maintain what we have. He still seems unsure of his sexual identity. I was fine with that at first, but the longer it takes him to come to terms with who he really is, the longer I have to wait in limbo, unsure of what my next move should be.
Even from a young age, I always imagined myself settling down with someone—not necessarily starting a family, but spending a great deal of my time, and yes, the rest of my life, with them. Where Steve is now in his life, I don’t know if that will be a possibility soon, if ever.
My thoughts start to get a bit overwhelming, so I decide to eat a quick lunch and get out of the house before I let them consume me. I head to the bookstore and go to the business section. Another of my goals is to get my professional life in gear, and after getting so involved with Steve, I’ve begun to neglect that a bit, so I decide to start devoting more energy to that.
I find a couple books and plop down in one of the comfy chairs up front and get to reading. Before I realize it, it’s dinnertime. I decide to buy one of the books I started reading, then head home. I make dinner and take it easy the rest of the night. Tomorrow starts another week, and it comes mighty early, so I decide to call it a night and head to bed.
The phone rings, and I hear Colt pick up on the other end. “Joey?”
“Hey Colt. I hope I’m not calling too late.”
“Not at all. How was the drive back?”
“It went well. Steve wasn’t very talkative on the way back—I think he was just looking forward to being home. I just got back from dropping him off and was just about to go to sleep when I saw your message.”
“Ah, well I’m glad you decided to give me a call.”
“No problem. It’s nice that you wanted to keep in touch. How was your flight back?”
“Not bad. I got the aisle seat and the people next to me slept the whole flight, so I was quite content the whole way home.”
“That’s awesome.”
“Yeah. But I’ll be back in the air tomorrow.”
“Really? Where are you going?”
“Ohio. It’s for work.”
I pause for a second. “I don’t remember if I ever asked what you did for work.”
“I work for an investment firm. We go to conferences around the country and meet people who want to start their own business.”
“Oh, that’s awesome! I’ve been thinking about going into business myself.”
“What kind do you see yourself going in?”
“Some kind of construction. I have a job in construction now and did when I lived in Raleigh, but I’ve been wanting to start my own business for a while. I’ve been saving up money and reading a bunch of books on it, so it’s only a matter of time.”
“Neat! Well, keep at it, and I’m sure you’ll do fine.”
I sigh. “That’s the idea. Anyway, is your husband back from his skiing trip?”
“Not yet. Matty flies back in the middle of the week. I won’t see him until I get back from Ohio.”
“Aww, that sucks.”
“Eh, it’s not too bad. When you’ve been married for ten years, waiting a little while longer to see your hubby is no big deal.”
I chuckle. “I guess so.”
“Anyway, I should let you get to bed. Sounds like you have a busy week ahead of you.”
“Six days in a row, but the work’s not too hard.”
“Heh heh. All right, it was nice chatting with you, Joey. Call me again sometime. I’d love to hear how you and Steve are doing.”
“I sure will. You have a good night, Colt.”
“You too. Bye.”
I set my phone on my nightstand and look down. Talking with Colt and imagining all the dirty things Steve and I did with him has made my dick so hard it has found its way through the fly of my boxers. There’s no way I’m going to be able to fall asleep in this condition, so I hoist my ass up and slide my boxers off, grab some lube, and rub one out before going to sleep.
* * * * *
The week goes by as usual. I work my construction job on Monday, then show up to the pool on Tuesday, and Steve and I do our lessons and play around a bit afterwards in the shower. Wednesday and Thursday I’m back at my construction job, and on Friday I’m back at the pool. When five o’clock hits and the pool closes, Steve and I stick around to get things set up for the swim meet. We do what we did last time and jump in the water naked to get the lane ropes strung across. It’s so fun and freeing swimming around with him completely naked. I probably won’t have many more chances to do this since tomorrow is the second-to-last swim meet, so I try to enjoy it as much as I can.
We made plans for him to spend the night at my place, so after we rinse off all the pool water, he grabs his bag and we hop in my car to head back to my place. I cook us dinner and we pop open a few beers as we eat and hang out. It gets to be pretty late, so we strip down and go to the bedroom and spend the rest of the night caressing each other’s naked body, kissing and licking each other practically from head to toe. I spin myself around and we sixty-nine for a while. The sensation of getting sucked off while blowing him feels amazing, and we work each other into a frenzy and shoot into the other’s mouth, swallowing each other’s load. Both of us now exhausted, we crawl under the sheets and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
* * * * *
We wake up the next morning and take our time getting up and eating breakfast. The swim meet is still a few hours off.
Steve helps clear the table after we finish eating. “Hey bud, you wanna help me with something?”
“Sure, what?”
“Well, you know I shave my body hair off before the swim meets, right? Want to take care of my hard-to-reach places?”
I nod excitedly. “I don’t mind taking care of all your places.” And with that, we head into the bathroom. He retrieves an electric razor from his overnight bag, peels off his shirt, and slides off his sweatpants. I strip down too so his hair doesn’t get on my clothes, then lay a towel down on the floor, and he steps onto it.
I fire up the razor and start working on his chest, taking great care around his nipples, and take a break every so often to lean down to kiss and gently tug at them with my teeth. I spin him around and shave his back, which isn’t very hairy to begin with, but I shave off whatever I see. I sit on the edge of the tub and lean over to reach his feet and ankles, and slowly work my way up his legs all the way to his junk. I cup his package with my other hand. “Want me to work on this, too?”
“It doesn’t really matter; the swimsuit covers it up anyway, but if you want to, I wouldn’t mind. Trim my pubes as short as they can go, and shave the rest.”
“Gladly.”
I flip the shaver around to the trimmer end, click it to its shortest length, and pull at his pubic hair and get it nice and neatly trimmed. I turn the shaver around again and shave at the base of his cock, then lift it up to get to his balls. I gently tug on them and guide the shaver into the crevices between his balls and his legs. From the looks of his cock, he’s getting a bit excited to have someone shave his body hair. I wonder if Melissa ever shaved his body for him, but I decide not to ask, figuring that reminding him of her probably wouldn’t be a good idea.
I set the shaver on the edge of the tub, then place my hands on his hips and spin him around so his ass is facing me. “Spread your cheeks.” He does so, and I maneuver the shaver as close to his hole as I can get it and carefully shave off the hair around his hole. I brush all the loose hair away, then shut the shaver off, setting it down on the floor. I pull his ass closer and start probing his hole with my tongue for a bit. There’s nothing quite like the sensation of rimming a freshly-shaven hole.
I lean back and spin him back around. His cock is fully hard at this point—as is mine. I grip his hips again and pull him closer so I can engulf his cock with my mouth. He grabs the sides of my head and slowly begins to face fuck me as I sit on the edge of the tub, gradually increasing the rate and force of his thrusts. I reach up and cup his smooth balls, and he pulls his dick out of my mouth and stands up on his tiptoes, giving me easy access to his balls. I give them a tongue bath as he strokes his meat, and I reach down and start stroking myself as well. I reach around with my other hand and gently probe his hole with a finger, which apparently gets him very excited. His moans grow louder and louder, and eventually reach a point where his orgasm starts.
Cum begins shooting from the end of his dick and onto my hair and face. It’s so animalistic and sexy, and we’re about to shower, that I don’t care if he’s making a mess on me. Soon after, he stops shooting and his orgasm subsides. He backs away and leans against the counter, and I rise to my feet and step closer to him and continue jerking off. I lean forward to kiss him, and he licks some of his cum from my face. He reaches up with one hand, tweaking my nipple, while fondling and massaging my balls with his other hand. Soon enough I reach my climax and begin to shoot my load all over his freshly-shaven body. I make quite a mess on him, too, but hey, at least it’ll be easy to clean up.
I lean forward and kiss him again a few times, then turn around and start up the shower. We hop inside and take turns lathering each other’s hair and body up with shampoo and soap, then help each other rinse off. We dry off and head back to the bedroom, where I get dressed in regular clothes while he pulls on a Speedo. As I zip and button my pants, I look him up and down. “God damn, Steve. It’s a good thing we just blew our loads back there, because if we hadn’t, I’d want to peel that swimsuit off and blow you right here.”
He laughs. “Careful, bud, you’re gonna get me hard again.”
I finish getting dressed while he pulls on his guard shorts and shirt, then we get into my car and I drive us to the pool. We get there before anyone else. He helps me get the starting blocks in place, then goes off to take care of the lifeguard equipment while I head to the office to gather the list of racers and get the award ribbons together.
Kathy and the rest of the guards show up, and then the racers and their families begin to arrive. We get everyone checked in and the meet begins. After the kids’ portion is over, I head back to the office to get the adult list. Steve follows behind me and starts taking off his shirt and guard shorts, revealing the same Speedo he had on back at my place.
God, how I want to kneel down right here in this office and give him a blowjob, but after Kathy almost caught us during the last meet, I decide not to kiss or even get close to Steve. It feels unfair that I have to hide my genuine affection out of fear that I’ll get caught by someone like Kathy, but unfortunately that’s just how things are.
Steve and I exit the office together, and I give him just a pat on the shoulder. “Kill it out there.”
He gives me a grin. “I’ll try my best, bud.” And he does try. He’s not winning as many races as he did at the last meet, but he does very well, at least in my opinion.
The meet finally reaches its end. After everyone heads home, Steve and I are left behind to take down all the equipment. I strip naked just as I did last time and help Steve take down the ropes and starting blocks. We rinse off in the shower, then get dressed and head back to my place, with him taking his car this time. I cook dinner for us and we relax and play games the rest of the night before heading to bed.
I make breakfast for us the next morning and we hang out some more before he heads back home right before lunchtime. With me now left alone with my thoughts, I can’t help but think about where Steve and I are now. We’re still obviously very into one another, and the sexual chemistry is great, but that’s only one part of our relationship. We connect on a mental and emotional level as well, but in the back of my mind I worry just how long we’ll be able to maintain what we have. He still seems unsure of his sexual identity. I was fine with that at first, but the longer it takes him to come to terms with who he really is, the longer I have to wait in limbo, unsure of what my next move should be.
Even from a young age, I always imagined myself settling down with someone—not necessarily starting a family, but spending a great deal of my time, and yes, the rest of my life, with them. Where Steve is now in his life, I don’t know if that will be a possibility soon, if ever.
My thoughts start to get a bit overwhelming, so I decide to eat a quick lunch and get out of the house before I let them consume me. I head to the bookstore and go to the business section. Another of my goals is to get my professional life in gear, and after getting so involved with Steve, I’ve begun to neglect that a bit, so I decide to start devoting more energy to that.
I find a couple books and plop down in one of the comfy chairs up front and get to reading. Before I realize it, it’s dinnertime. I decide to buy one of the books I started reading, then head home. I make dinner and take it easy the rest of the night. Tomorrow starts another week, and it comes mighty early, so I decide to call it a night and head to bed.
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I'm thinking Joey might be overthinking his way into some unnecessary anxiety and stress. Rather than trying to shoehorn his relationship with Steve, into future expectations at this point, I would hope he could relax even more, and fully enjoy the moment(s). I've found that when we attempt to 'guide' things too much, that's when they tend to go off the rails. Appreciate everyone, for who they are, not what we think we might want them to be. Coax, yes, maybe. Manipulate, no, not ever. Then again, I might be over reacting myself, here.
When Kev and I first got together, we had NO idea what we were starting, or where it might be headed. Yes, there have been rough spots, and there will probably be more ahead for us. I guess you could say we're still working it out to see what might be Next. Then, "all of a sudden", we've spent 37 years together, and counting ...
HUGS!!
Chaz
P.S.
That's not meant as a criticism as much as an observation/comment. I'm truly digging your story, and looking forward to more!
When Kev and I first got together, we had NO idea what we were starting, or where it might be headed. Yes, there have been rough spots, and there will probably be more ahead for us. I guess you could say we're still working it out to see what might be Next. Then, "all of a sudden", we've spent 37 years together, and counting ...
HUGS!!
Chaz
P.S.
That's not meant as a criticism as much as an observation/comment. I'm truly digging your story, and looking forward to more!
Mission accomplie.......
YES!
I'm thinking Joey might be overthinking his way into some unnecessary anxiety and stress. Rather than trying to shoehorn his relationship with Steve, into future expectations at this point, I would hope he could relax even more, and fully enjoy the moment(s). I've found that when we attempt to 'guide' things too much, that's when they tend to go off the rails. Appreciate everyone, for who they are, not what we think we might want them to be. Coax, yes, maybe. Manipulate, no, not ever. Then again, I might be over reacting myself, here.
When Kev and I first got together, we had NO idea what we were starting, or where it might be headed. Yes, there have been rough spots, and there will probably be more ahead for us. I guess you could say we're still working it out to see what might be Next. Then, "all of a sudden", we've spent 37 years together, and counting ...
HUGS!!
Chaz
P.S.
That's not meant as a criticism as much as an observation/comment. I'm truly digging your story, and looking forward to more!
That's a great observation, Chaz. I think Joey's feeling that his life is a little bit unstable. He's had to end a prior relationship and move back to Savannah, and things feel kind of up in the air at the moment. I can't blame him for wanting to solidify what's going on between himself and Steve. Joey, at least up to this point, seems like a pretty patient guy on the outside. He's exposing Steve to all these new experiences and sensations, while at the same time not requiring him to commit to anything in particular, but inside Joey seems to be getting anxious, like you said, about wanting to define what's going on. After all, we all need some kind of stability in our lives and to feel like we belong somewhere. Joey's lacking a bit of that after his move.
I love that anecdote about you and Kev. We truly never know how something is going to turn out, but that can't be an excuse for not wanting to try and see where it goes. That's the only way to find out, after all. No matter how long two people are together, they will constantly be learning things about the other that they never knew, and there will always be opportunities to learn from and share things with the other. That's probably the thing I like most about relationships--being able to experience life alongside someone else. Congratulations on your 37 years and counting! May you both have many, many more years to come!
Part 27
Steve and I have our usual swimming lesson after work on Tuesday. By this point I’ve gotten very good at swimming all the strokes Steve has taught me. I’m still not as fast as he is in the water, but I try my damnedest to match his speed!
We hop out of the pool and head to the showers to rinse off. As I massage his back under the hot water, I lean in a bit and nibble on his ear. “Can’t wait to do more of this on Friday.”
He turns around. “Shit, I forgot to tell you, bud. I won’t be here Friday. I’m, uh, heading out of town to visit family.”
I look down. “Oh.” I look back up at him. “When will you be back?”
“Late Sunday night, probably. They live pretty far away.”
“Damn. I was hoping we’d spend the weekend together again.”
He places a hand on my shoulder. “I know, bud. I’m sorry. We’ll get together the weekend after, I promise.”
I let out a deep sigh. As much as I want to spend this weekend with him, there’s not much I can do about it.
We finish showering, dry off, and get dressed. As we stand alone in the locker room, I hug him tightly. After all, it’ll be a week until I see him again—the longest we’ve ever spent apart. We leave and drive back to our respective homes.
* * * * *
On Friday, with Steve not there, Kathy can easily tell something’s up with me. “Darlin’, what’s the matter?”
Knowing full well she won’t try to dig deeper into anyone’s personal life, I decide to keep it secret. “It’s nothing, Kathy.” She decides to leave it alone, which I’m happy about, but now I feel forced to shove my feelings of sadness deep inside and pretend that everything’s all right.
The rest of the day goes normally, and when the clock strikes five, the guards close down the pool and everyone leaves. Since there’s no reason for me to stay, I decide to head out with Kathy.
Left to my own devices, I try to keep myself entertained as much as I can when I get home. I eat dinner, then go back and forth between reading my business books and watching a few shows. I do a pretty good job, but I know I’ll have a much more difficult time tomorrow.
I decide to call it a night and head to bed, but it’s hard to fall asleep without having Steve there. I send him a text to see what he’s up to, but after waiting a while with no response, I decide to give up on hearing back from him tonight, and try as hard as I can to fall asleep.
I wake up the next morning and check my phone, and I’m excited to see a response from him. Hey bud, sorry I didn’t see this until now. I miss you and hope you’re doing well. Can’t wait to see you again. That certainly does the trick and lightens my mood, and I feel a lot better now. I text him back, then hop in the shower and make breakfast. I glance outside; the weather looks pretty nice, so I get fully dressed, take one of my business books, and head outside to a nearby park to read and get some fresh air. I spend a couple hours reading, getting distracted every so often by a cute guy jogging or walking in the park, but I otherwise try concentrating on my reading material. Soon I feel hungry and head back home for lunch.
It hits me that I haven’t spent a Saturday alone in a very long time. Since meeting Steve, even before we started messing around, we’ve spent every Saturday together. I’ve almost forgotten what to do with this much solo time.
I start missing him so much that I pull out my phone and text him again. I wait a while and he still hasn’t responded. The last time he did this, his excuse was that he was lifeguarding, but that can’t be the reason this time. Still, I try to be understanding that he might be busy with family. Just when I’m about to put the phone down, I decide to text Colt instead: Hey, got some free time?
I can’t even count the seconds until his response comes through: Hey there. What’s up?
I text back: Can I call? He says sure, so I hit the button to call him.
He answers. “What’s going on, Joey?”
I breathe a sigh. It’s so nice to hear his voice. “Nothing much, just spending Saturday alone.”
He chuckles. “Is that something you normally do with your Saturdays?”
“Not lately. Steve and I usually hang out the whole weekend, but now he’s out of town with family.”
“Bummer. Been keeping yourself busy?”
“I’ve been trying to, but I can’t stop thinking about him.”
I hear him sigh on the other end. “Damn, I’m sorry to hear that. Sounds like you’re really missing him. I bet he’s missing you, too.”
“He is.”
“When does he get back in town?”
“Late tomorrow night, so I probably won’t have a chance to see him until the middle of the week.”
“Hmm. Well, sometimes friends, lovers, boyfriends, and yes, even husbands, have to spend some time apart from each other, so you have to learn how to keep yourself occupied.” He pauses for a second. “You have bars in Savannah, I hope?”
“Yes, we do. Even gay ones!”
He laughs. “Awesome! Go to one tonight. You might run into someone you know or someone you can talk to, just to help keep your mind off things.”
I shrug. “I guess I could try. I don’t usually go by myself.”
“Well, just make sure you can get home safely, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and you should be fine.”
I chuckle. “That’s a good suggestion. I’ll give that a shot. Well, enough about my depressing life—how was your time in Ohio?”
I hear him groan on the other end. “Completely boring compared to my time in Florida!” We laugh, and he goes on, “No, things were great. And I got to fly to and from first class since work paid for the flight.”
“Can’t complain about that!”
“Nope! And Matty’s back home as well, so we’ve been enjoying getting reacquainted, so to speak.”
A big smile forms on my face. “That’s good to hear. At least you’re not alone tonight.”
“Oh Joey, stop it! You’ve gotta get your mind off Steve, at least for the rest of the weekend.”
I sigh. “I know. I’ll try.”
“Good. No one got anywhere by not trying.”
“Right.”
“And Joey? Thank you for reaching out. I mean it. I’m glad we met. I haven’t known you long, but I can tell you’re a really good guy, and I care about your wellbeing.”
“Oh, thank you, Colt. That’s really sweet of you to say.”
“Now you go out tonight and have yourself a grand time. And call me anytime you need to chat, got it?”
“Got it.”
“All right, sweetie. I’ll chat with you again sometime.”
“Thanks again, Colt. Goodbye.”
We hang up. There’s not much else to do but wait for the sun to go down, so I decide to take a nap. I don’t set an alarm, so I end up waking up about an hour later. Steve still hasn’t texted back, and I’m beginning to worry about him, so I send another text his way, then tell myself not to think about him until he texts back. Otherwise, it’s just going to eat me alive.
I freshen up and grab a bite to eat, then hop in my car and head to River Street and walk to one of the gay bars after I find a parking spot. It’s drag night, and all the performers sing songs from four decades ago all the way to today. The whole time I’m there I don’t see anyone I recognize, and no one there really catches my eye. It could be that I’d rather have Steve here with me that I simply don’t want to interact or involve myself with anyone here, so I just relegate myself to sitting alone at my own table, drinking my beer, and enjoying the drag performances as much as I can.
It’s finally the time of night when the atmosphere turns from a drag performance into a dance club. I hang around for an hour or so to sober up, then head home. On the way, I can’t stop thinking about Steve, but Colt’s suggestion did help a bit—I was at least able to keep him off my mind while I was there.
I get home and crawl into bed. Steve still hasn’t texted back. I bet he’s just very involved with family, or maybe he lost his phone. There are too many reasons to list why he hasn’t responded yet, so I figure the next time I’ll hear from him will be when I see him back at the pool on Tuesday. I try as hard as I can to shut my mind up until I’m finally able to fall asleep.
The next day is basically a repeat of the day before, save for calling Colt. Even though he said to call anytime, I don’t want to burden him with all the drama going on in my head with Steve. In the middle of the day, however, I feel my phone buzz and am immediately relieved to see that it’s a text from Steve, letting me know he’s heading back to town and that he apologizes for not noticing my earlier texts. I let him know not to worry about it, and that I’ll see him at the pool on Tuesday.
* * * * *
I greet Kathy as I step into the office, then squint into the distance and see Steve on the lifeguard stand. I immediately perk up when I see that it’s him, but I’m careful not to outwardly show it, just in case Kathy starts to catch on about what’s really going on between Steve and myself.
Kathy has me working on the monthly newsletter to send out to all the racers. The swim meet this weekend will be the last for this year, and the weekend after that will be the banquet where we’ll hand out the awards for the season. It takes a few hours with the occasional interruption to get the newsletter all put together, but when it’s done, I email it out to all the racers.
Soon, the end of the workday arrives. Everyone except for Steve heads home, and the two of us are left behind to our own devices. As soon as he comes back into the office, I bolt out of my chair and run to him, wrap my arms around him, and squeeze him tight. “Oh, God, Steve, I missed you.”
He plants a kiss on my cheek. “I missed you too, bud.” He pulls away. “How did your weekend go?”
“Really boring without you. I’m just glad you’re back. What about you?”
“Oh, you know, visiting with family can be boring, too.”
I chuckle. “It sure can be. We still doing our lesson tonight?”
He smiles. “Yep! And guess what else I brought?”
I shrug. “What’s that?”
He pulls at the drawstring of his guard shorts until the knot undoes itself, then hooks his thumbs under the waistband, tugging down slightly until I see the bright orange color of the Speedo he got back in Fort Lauderdale. “This.”
A huge smile begins forming on my face. “Oh, fuck yeah.” I can’t help but start sprouting a semi. It’s fucking hot thinking about how he’s been wearing his sexy swimsuit all day with no one else knowing. I place my hands over his and help him push his guard shorts all the way down to the floor, then stand up and admire him. “You gonna wear that for the final meet?”
He makes a devilish grin. “Thinking about it.”
“I hope you do.” I turn and retrieve my own swimsuit from my bag, then kick off my shoes. “Well, I better get changed.”
Just then, I feel his hands on my hips. “Let me help you.” He undoes my belt and slides my pants and underwear down while I grab the bottom of my shirt and rip it off my body. I try as quickly as I can to pull on my swimsuit before my growing erection makes it impossible. I reach down and get my package situated while he takes off his shirt, then we step out.
Since this weekend is the last meet, our lesson tonight is just more practice doing strokes. Halfway through, I tire out and sit at the edge of the pool while I watch Steve gracefully and elegantly maneuver his way through the water. Once he’s had enough, we climb back out of the pool and go to shower off.
We start up the water and rinse off, and I watch as he bends down and peels his new orange Speedo off his wet body. He stands back up and looks at me. “I want to try something with you.”
I look at him inquisitively. “What’s that?”
He comes closer. “I want you to fuck me.”
I’m taken aback by his request. “Right here and now?”
He laughs. “Oh, no way. But maybe when we stay the night at one of our places this weekend.”
I raise my eyebrows. “You sure you want to try that? I mean, really sure?”
He nods. “Yeah. Just like when I wanted to blow you for the first time, I want to return the favor and let you feel what it’s like when I’m fucking you.”
I can’t help but spring a woody in the shower from the way he’s talking, and have to peel off my swimsuit to relieve the pressure. “Aren’t you a bit nervous about it?”
“Yeah, a bit, but I know you’ll be gentle and be a good teacher.”
I chuckle. “I like that you have that confidence in me.” I breathe a huge sigh. “All right, yeah, I guess we could try that this weekend, as long as you’re really sure that’s what you want to do and that you feel ready.”
He nods. “I think I will.”
I look down at myself. “But for now, I need to take care of this.”
He makes that devilish grin again. “Allow me.” He squats down and opens his mouth wide, and I guide my hard dick into it. He wraps his lips around the base of my shaft and goes to town sucking me off, all the while tugging at his own dick. It feels like it’s been forever since we fooled around, and I haven’t gotten off the entire time we’ve been apart, so it doesn’t take me long to climax. I grip the back of his head and pump my load down his throat. He swallows every drop, then stands up and continues jerking himself off, wrapping his other hand around the base of his dick, cupping and squeezing his balls.
I squat down and spin him around to face the wall, then move closer and bury my tongue inside his hole, giving him a taste of what to expect this weekend. His moans of pleasure grow louder and louder, and I fear they can be heard from outside the building, but eventually he reaches his own climax and shoots his load all over the shower wall. I stand back up and wrap him in my arms, my still semi-hard dick finding a temporary home in the crack of his ass. He turns his head so our lips can meet. We stand like that for a while, kissing as the hot water runs down our bodies.
Eventually he reaches up and turns the water off. We dry off, return to the office to get dressed, then head out to the parking lot. Being careful not to be affectionate with him out of fear the cameras will catch us, I keep my distance. “See you Friday?”
He nods. “Yeah. How about we stay the night at your place afterwards like we did last time?”
“That’s a great idea. I’ll see you then.”
And with that, we part ways.
Steve and I have our usual swimming lesson after work on Tuesday. By this point I’ve gotten very good at swimming all the strokes Steve has taught me. I’m still not as fast as he is in the water, but I try my damnedest to match his speed!
We hop out of the pool and head to the showers to rinse off. As I massage his back under the hot water, I lean in a bit and nibble on his ear. “Can’t wait to do more of this on Friday.”
He turns around. “Shit, I forgot to tell you, bud. I won’t be here Friday. I’m, uh, heading out of town to visit family.”
I look down. “Oh.” I look back up at him. “When will you be back?”
“Late Sunday night, probably. They live pretty far away.”
“Damn. I was hoping we’d spend the weekend together again.”
He places a hand on my shoulder. “I know, bud. I’m sorry. We’ll get together the weekend after, I promise.”
I let out a deep sigh. As much as I want to spend this weekend with him, there’s not much I can do about it.
We finish showering, dry off, and get dressed. As we stand alone in the locker room, I hug him tightly. After all, it’ll be a week until I see him again—the longest we’ve ever spent apart. We leave and drive back to our respective homes.
* * * * *
On Friday, with Steve not there, Kathy can easily tell something’s up with me. “Darlin’, what’s the matter?”
Knowing full well she won’t try to dig deeper into anyone’s personal life, I decide to keep it secret. “It’s nothing, Kathy.” She decides to leave it alone, which I’m happy about, but now I feel forced to shove my feelings of sadness deep inside and pretend that everything’s all right.
The rest of the day goes normally, and when the clock strikes five, the guards close down the pool and everyone leaves. Since there’s no reason for me to stay, I decide to head out with Kathy.
Left to my own devices, I try to keep myself entertained as much as I can when I get home. I eat dinner, then go back and forth between reading my business books and watching a few shows. I do a pretty good job, but I know I’ll have a much more difficult time tomorrow.
I decide to call it a night and head to bed, but it’s hard to fall asleep without having Steve there. I send him a text to see what he’s up to, but after waiting a while with no response, I decide to give up on hearing back from him tonight, and try as hard as I can to fall asleep.
I wake up the next morning and check my phone, and I’m excited to see a response from him. Hey bud, sorry I didn’t see this until now. I miss you and hope you’re doing well. Can’t wait to see you again. That certainly does the trick and lightens my mood, and I feel a lot better now. I text him back, then hop in the shower and make breakfast. I glance outside; the weather looks pretty nice, so I get fully dressed, take one of my business books, and head outside to a nearby park to read and get some fresh air. I spend a couple hours reading, getting distracted every so often by a cute guy jogging or walking in the park, but I otherwise try concentrating on my reading material. Soon I feel hungry and head back home for lunch.
It hits me that I haven’t spent a Saturday alone in a very long time. Since meeting Steve, even before we started messing around, we’ve spent every Saturday together. I’ve almost forgotten what to do with this much solo time.
I start missing him so much that I pull out my phone and text him again. I wait a while and he still hasn’t responded. The last time he did this, his excuse was that he was lifeguarding, but that can’t be the reason this time. Still, I try to be understanding that he might be busy with family. Just when I’m about to put the phone down, I decide to text Colt instead: Hey, got some free time?
I can’t even count the seconds until his response comes through: Hey there. What’s up?
I text back: Can I call? He says sure, so I hit the button to call him.
He answers. “What’s going on, Joey?”
I breathe a sigh. It’s so nice to hear his voice. “Nothing much, just spending Saturday alone.”
He chuckles. “Is that something you normally do with your Saturdays?”
“Not lately. Steve and I usually hang out the whole weekend, but now he’s out of town with family.”
“Bummer. Been keeping yourself busy?”
“I’ve been trying to, but I can’t stop thinking about him.”
I hear him sigh on the other end. “Damn, I’m sorry to hear that. Sounds like you’re really missing him. I bet he’s missing you, too.”
“He is.”
“When does he get back in town?”
“Late tomorrow night, so I probably won’t have a chance to see him until the middle of the week.”
“Hmm. Well, sometimes friends, lovers, boyfriends, and yes, even husbands, have to spend some time apart from each other, so you have to learn how to keep yourself occupied.” He pauses for a second. “You have bars in Savannah, I hope?”
“Yes, we do. Even gay ones!”
He laughs. “Awesome! Go to one tonight. You might run into someone you know or someone you can talk to, just to help keep your mind off things.”
I shrug. “I guess I could try. I don’t usually go by myself.”
“Well, just make sure you can get home safely, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and you should be fine.”
I chuckle. “That’s a good suggestion. I’ll give that a shot. Well, enough about my depressing life—how was your time in Ohio?”
I hear him groan on the other end. “Completely boring compared to my time in Florida!” We laugh, and he goes on, “No, things were great. And I got to fly to and from first class since work paid for the flight.”
“Can’t complain about that!”
“Nope! And Matty’s back home as well, so we’ve been enjoying getting reacquainted, so to speak.”
A big smile forms on my face. “That’s good to hear. At least you’re not alone tonight.”
“Oh Joey, stop it! You’ve gotta get your mind off Steve, at least for the rest of the weekend.”
I sigh. “I know. I’ll try.”
“Good. No one got anywhere by not trying.”
“Right.”
“And Joey? Thank you for reaching out. I mean it. I’m glad we met. I haven’t known you long, but I can tell you’re a really good guy, and I care about your wellbeing.”
“Oh, thank you, Colt. That’s really sweet of you to say.”
“Now you go out tonight and have yourself a grand time. And call me anytime you need to chat, got it?”
“Got it.”
“All right, sweetie. I’ll chat with you again sometime.”
“Thanks again, Colt. Goodbye.”
We hang up. There’s not much else to do but wait for the sun to go down, so I decide to take a nap. I don’t set an alarm, so I end up waking up about an hour later. Steve still hasn’t texted back, and I’m beginning to worry about him, so I send another text his way, then tell myself not to think about him until he texts back. Otherwise, it’s just going to eat me alive.
I freshen up and grab a bite to eat, then hop in my car and head to River Street and walk to one of the gay bars after I find a parking spot. It’s drag night, and all the performers sing songs from four decades ago all the way to today. The whole time I’m there I don’t see anyone I recognize, and no one there really catches my eye. It could be that I’d rather have Steve here with me that I simply don’t want to interact or involve myself with anyone here, so I just relegate myself to sitting alone at my own table, drinking my beer, and enjoying the drag performances as much as I can.
It’s finally the time of night when the atmosphere turns from a drag performance into a dance club. I hang around for an hour or so to sober up, then head home. On the way, I can’t stop thinking about Steve, but Colt’s suggestion did help a bit—I was at least able to keep him off my mind while I was there.
I get home and crawl into bed. Steve still hasn’t texted back. I bet he’s just very involved with family, or maybe he lost his phone. There are too many reasons to list why he hasn’t responded yet, so I figure the next time I’ll hear from him will be when I see him back at the pool on Tuesday. I try as hard as I can to shut my mind up until I’m finally able to fall asleep.
The next day is basically a repeat of the day before, save for calling Colt. Even though he said to call anytime, I don’t want to burden him with all the drama going on in my head with Steve. In the middle of the day, however, I feel my phone buzz and am immediately relieved to see that it’s a text from Steve, letting me know he’s heading back to town and that he apologizes for not noticing my earlier texts. I let him know not to worry about it, and that I’ll see him at the pool on Tuesday.
* * * * *
I greet Kathy as I step into the office, then squint into the distance and see Steve on the lifeguard stand. I immediately perk up when I see that it’s him, but I’m careful not to outwardly show it, just in case Kathy starts to catch on about what’s really going on between Steve and myself.
Kathy has me working on the monthly newsletter to send out to all the racers. The swim meet this weekend will be the last for this year, and the weekend after that will be the banquet where we’ll hand out the awards for the season. It takes a few hours with the occasional interruption to get the newsletter all put together, but when it’s done, I email it out to all the racers.
Soon, the end of the workday arrives. Everyone except for Steve heads home, and the two of us are left behind to our own devices. As soon as he comes back into the office, I bolt out of my chair and run to him, wrap my arms around him, and squeeze him tight. “Oh, God, Steve, I missed you.”
He plants a kiss on my cheek. “I missed you too, bud.” He pulls away. “How did your weekend go?”
“Really boring without you. I’m just glad you’re back. What about you?”
“Oh, you know, visiting with family can be boring, too.”
I chuckle. “It sure can be. We still doing our lesson tonight?”
He smiles. “Yep! And guess what else I brought?”
I shrug. “What’s that?”
He pulls at the drawstring of his guard shorts until the knot undoes itself, then hooks his thumbs under the waistband, tugging down slightly until I see the bright orange color of the Speedo he got back in Fort Lauderdale. “This.”
A huge smile begins forming on my face. “Oh, fuck yeah.” I can’t help but start sprouting a semi. It’s fucking hot thinking about how he’s been wearing his sexy swimsuit all day with no one else knowing. I place my hands over his and help him push his guard shorts all the way down to the floor, then stand up and admire him. “You gonna wear that for the final meet?”
He makes a devilish grin. “Thinking about it.”
“I hope you do.” I turn and retrieve my own swimsuit from my bag, then kick off my shoes. “Well, I better get changed.”
Just then, I feel his hands on my hips. “Let me help you.” He undoes my belt and slides my pants and underwear down while I grab the bottom of my shirt and rip it off my body. I try as quickly as I can to pull on my swimsuit before my growing erection makes it impossible. I reach down and get my package situated while he takes off his shirt, then we step out.
Since this weekend is the last meet, our lesson tonight is just more practice doing strokes. Halfway through, I tire out and sit at the edge of the pool while I watch Steve gracefully and elegantly maneuver his way through the water. Once he’s had enough, we climb back out of the pool and go to shower off.
We start up the water and rinse off, and I watch as he bends down and peels his new orange Speedo off his wet body. He stands back up and looks at me. “I want to try something with you.”
I look at him inquisitively. “What’s that?”
He comes closer. “I want you to fuck me.”
I’m taken aback by his request. “Right here and now?”
He laughs. “Oh, no way. But maybe when we stay the night at one of our places this weekend.”
I raise my eyebrows. “You sure you want to try that? I mean, really sure?”
He nods. “Yeah. Just like when I wanted to blow you for the first time, I want to return the favor and let you feel what it’s like when I’m fucking you.”
I can’t help but spring a woody in the shower from the way he’s talking, and have to peel off my swimsuit to relieve the pressure. “Aren’t you a bit nervous about it?”
“Yeah, a bit, but I know you’ll be gentle and be a good teacher.”
I chuckle. “I like that you have that confidence in me.” I breathe a huge sigh. “All right, yeah, I guess we could try that this weekend, as long as you’re really sure that’s what you want to do and that you feel ready.”
He nods. “I think I will.”
I look down at myself. “But for now, I need to take care of this.”
He makes that devilish grin again. “Allow me.” He squats down and opens his mouth wide, and I guide my hard dick into it. He wraps his lips around the base of my shaft and goes to town sucking me off, all the while tugging at his own dick. It feels like it’s been forever since we fooled around, and I haven’t gotten off the entire time we’ve been apart, so it doesn’t take me long to climax. I grip the back of his head and pump my load down his throat. He swallows every drop, then stands up and continues jerking himself off, wrapping his other hand around the base of his dick, cupping and squeezing his balls.
I squat down and spin him around to face the wall, then move closer and bury my tongue inside his hole, giving him a taste of what to expect this weekend. His moans of pleasure grow louder and louder, and I fear they can be heard from outside the building, but eventually he reaches his own climax and shoots his load all over the shower wall. I stand back up and wrap him in my arms, my still semi-hard dick finding a temporary home in the crack of his ass. He turns his head so our lips can meet. We stand like that for a while, kissing as the hot water runs down our bodies.
Eventually he reaches up and turns the water off. We dry off, return to the office to get dressed, then head out to the parking lot. Being careful not to be affectionate with him out of fear the cameras will catch us, I keep my distance. “See you Friday?”
He nods. “Yeah. How about we stay the night at your place afterwards like we did last time?”
“That’s a great idea. I’ll see you then.”
And with that, we part ways.
Even after it twice today you got me hard A G A I N........... 
it twice today you got me hard A G A I N........... Joey seemed to be thinking too much about Steve while he was away visiting his relatives. Thankfully Joey called Colt and he gave Joy good advice about not staying at his apartment and letting those four walls contribute to his anxiety. Steve sure did show how much he cared about Joey when he got back home .
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The day when my writing doesn't get you hard will be a very sad day indeed!
Joey and Steve have gotten very close to one another after spending so much time around each other. It's only natural that Joey missed Steve as much as he did. At least it gave a chance for Joey to talk with Colt. With Steve being out of the picture, if only temporarily, it allowed Joey a chance to connect with some other people. And yes, when Steve came back into the picture, the two of them reconnected and things were back to how they were, but the only constant is change, and Joey and Steve will need to figure out how they're going to deal with their evolving relationship.
Part 28
Steve and I stay behind after the pool closes Friday to set everything up for the last meet. We both strip down and hop in the pool to get the lane ropes strung across. I try to take in the sensation of swimming in the water naked as much as I can, since this will probably be the last time in a while.
We get the last rope strung across, then shower off and head back to my place, taking it easy the rest of the night. I cook a simple dinner, then we head to bed, taking turns undressing each other before crawling under the sheets. As we caress each other, I feel his hand rub my lower torso, then move down to my pubes and eventually to my semi-hard dick. I’m tired, but I have enough energy to hoist myself on top of him and take both of our dicks in my hands and jerk us both off.
He thrusts his hips and fucks my hands, and the sensation of his cock rubbing against mine feels wonderful. We continue like that for a while, not saying a word to one another, but very much enjoying the feeling of our dicks rubbing together. Soon, we both reach our climaxes, and blast our loads together all over his torso. I hop up to get a towel and help him wipe up the mess we made. I toss the towel into my laundry hamper and cozy up next to him, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
I make us breakfast the following morning, and we hang out until it’s time to head to the pool. We hop in the shower together, then get dressed, me in my regular clothes and him in his guard outfit. I’m stoked when I see him pull out his new orange Speedo and slip it on. “Man, everyone’s gonna be scoping you out tonight.”
He winks. “Well, it is the last meet of the year. May as well go out with a bang.”
We hop in my car and head to the pool. I get the starting blocks in place as he goes around preparing things for the other guards for when they show up. We get everything ready in time for the meet to start, and the first half goes swimmingly. During the break, I walk back to the office to get the list of adult swimmers, and Steve follows behind me. I look over at him. “Ready to show off your new suit?”
He shrugs. “No turning back now.” He hooks his thumbs under the waistband of his guard shorts and pushes them down to the floor, revealing his very sexy orange swimsuit underneath. I walk over to him and lift his shirt up and over his head, then hang it up on the hooks near the door. I put my hands around his waist and give him a kiss. He pulls away. “Careful, Joey, I don’t want to get caught.”
I step back. “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry.” He steps out of the office, and I follow behind him. As soon as we get closer to the pool, everyone—Ryan, Kathy, the other swimmers, and the spectators—all have their eyes on Steve. I look over at him, and can tell he’s a bit nervous, but he handles himself very confidently.
Soon, the adult portion of the meet begins. Steve is off to a great start, winning more races than he normally does. I bet it’s because everyone is so distracted at how he looks in his new suit. I know I would be. It’s a hell of an advantage, and luckily it can’t be considered cheating!
The rest of the meet wraps up, and Steve seems like he performed miles ahead of everyone. Kathy gets everyone’s attention and reminds them that the awards banquet is next weekend. Everyone, including Kathy, filters out of the pool, leaving Steve and me to take down all the equipment.
Now that there’s no one here to catch us, I walk up to him and plant a kiss on his lips. “You fucking killed it out there.”
He chuckles, blushing. “I sure did, huh?”
“I bet you’ll be getting all the awards at the banquet next week.”
“I might get a few. But there’s something else I want more tonight.”
I rub his cheek. “What’s that?”
“Your dick. In my ass.” He reaches down and gropes my package through my pants. “Still want to give it to me?”
My cock starts forming a tent. “Oh, I’ll give it to you all right.” I have to pop the button of my pants and unzip to relieve the pressure of my growing hard-on, which is just as well, since both of us end up getting naked anyway to take down the lane ropes. Luckily my erection deflates as I’m swimming in the water, otherwise it would make it really difficult to maneuver around. After we get done taking everything down, we hop out and rinse off in the showers. After we get dressed, he gets in his car while I get in mine and we both go back to my place.
We barely get inside when he starts ripping his clothes off to get naked once more. I follow suit as quickly as I can. “Damn, can’t wait to get out of your clothes, huh?”
He slides his jeans off, leaving just his underwear on. “I’ve been waiting all week for this.”
I strip down to just my boxers as well. “Same here. I’m excited that you want to try it.”
He walks up to me, his hard dick making contact with mine through our underwear. “Where should we go?”
“Let’s try the bed. That’ll probably be the most comfortable.”
He nods. “All right.”
I lead him into the bedroom, making a quick stop by the bathroom so I can retrieve the lube. Lord knows we’ll probably be needing a lot of it. I set the lube down on the nightstand, then turn to him and pull him into a hug, kissing the side of his neck below his ear. “You sure you’re ready for this?”
“I think so. As long as it’s with you, I know we’ll have a good time. I trust you.”
I reach down and slide his boxer briefs down to the floor, then push my own boxers down, stepping out of them after gravity takes over. I gently guide him flat on his stomach onto the bed, then hop up between his spread-out legs. His plump, muscled ass is staring me in the face, begging to be eaten. I lean forward, rest myself on my elbows, spread the cheeks of his ass, and bury my face between them. I lick and probe his smooth hole to get him nice and wet for when I’m ready to enter. After rimming him for a while, I lift my head up. “How are you feeling?”
“Relaxed, but very turned on.”
I smile. “Good.” I rim him a bit more, then hoist myself up and lie on top of him. He turns his head and our lips meet. After kissing a few times, I get the bottle of lube from the nightstand and pop off the cap. I spread some onto a finger and lightly circle it around his hole, getting it nice and slippery. I gently put a bit more pressure on his hole. It takes some time, but I get the first knuckle all the way in, then get down to the second one. Soon enough, my whole finger is inside him. I curve it and gently prod his prostate, which causes him to squirm and moan as he lies on the bed, letting me know I’m hitting the right spot. I slowly pull my finger out, then try putting two inside. It takes much longer this time, but after enough patience and perseverance, I get them both all the way in.
With my fingers still inside him, I lean down and kiss him again. “Ready for my dick?” Without saying a word, and with his eyes still closed, he nods. I gently pull my fingers out. “Get up into a sitting position.” He does so, and I lean back against the headboard. “Now kneel down with me under you. I want you to slowly lower yourself onto me. That way you can control how deep you want me to go. Whenever you’re ready…”
I reach around the back of his knee and hold my dick, then find his hole with my other hand to help guide it in. With his hands on my chest to support him, he slowly lowers himself until his hole makes contact with my dick. It’s not even in yet, and I can already feel my dick spasm and throb. Just the thought of being inside him almost makes me cum.
I make sure my dick is aimed just right, and he keeps pushing down until the head of my dick nestles itself inside him. “How’s that feel so far?”
He chuckles. “Kind of weird, but kind of good, too.”
I smile. “Good. Go as slow as you want.”
He pushes down some more as he breathes deeply, and eventually the head of my dick makes it past the super tight part of his ass and glides inside. He throws his head back and moans softly, apparently letting me know that this feels awesome for him. He slowly lowers himself the rest of the way, taking me all the way inside. He sits like that for a minute or two, both of us enjoying the sensation of me inside him.
After a while, he slowly lifts his body up, then back down, all the while I lie there, allowing him to set his own pace. Soon, his pace quickens, and he starts to ride my dick. I resist the urge to clench my hips and push inside him, wanting him to be in total control, at least for now.
He rides me like this for a couple more minutes, then rests all the way down on me, my hard cock deep in his ass. He leans forward and we kiss. I grip the sides of his ass and massage them. “How’s that feeling?”
“Better than I ever thought possible.”
“You want to keep going? Change positions?”
After thinking for a few seconds, he nods. “I suppose we could try that.” He slowly lifts himself all the way up until my dick pops out of him. “Where do you want me?”
“Trade with me. Lie on your back with your legs in the air.” He gets into position, grabbing behind his knees and pulling his legs against his upper body. His hole is wide open from this position, so I take my dick and guide it back inside, slowly pushing my way in. I look up at him. “Still feel OK?”
He nods. “Yeah.”
“Mind if I pick up the pace a bit?”
“Sure.”
“OK. Let me know if it’s too much, and I’ll slow down.”
He nods, and I start gently thrusting inside him, very gradually picking up the speed. I’m constantly looking at him to make sure he’s enjoying himself, and from the looks of it, he’s enjoying things just as much as I am, if not more.
I press my upper body against his legs, his ankles resting on my shoulders, and lean down and kiss him as I gently pound his hole. His breathing intensifies as my dick slides in and out of his ass, trying to rub against his prostate with every stroke. Suddenly he gasps, and I stop thrusting right away. “You OK?”
He winces a bit. “Yeah, but maybe slow down a bit, and don’t go as deep.”
“OK. If you need me to stop, just say so.”
I get back into an upright position and resume fucking him, going a lot slower and less forcefully than I just was. I look down at him again, and he seems to be enjoying himself. I reach down and grab his dick and begin jerking him off, and he starts moaning in pleasure. We stay like that for a bit, with me quickening my pace again. I feel like I’m getting close, so I increase the speed and force of my thrusts, but soon it becomes too much for Steve. “Hang on.”
I stop in my tracks. “You all right?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know if I can take much more.”
I rub the back of his thigh. “That’s fine. I’ll go ahead and gradually pull out.”
He nods, and I pull my dick slowly from his ass. As soon as it pops out, he rests his legs flat on the bed. “Sorry.”
I shake my head. “No need to be sorry. It’s your first time. You did awesome!”
He chuckles. “I’m glad you think so.” He looks down at himself, then me, our dicks still both very hard. “What should we do now?”
I reach behind and rub some of the lube from my dick onto my ass. “Well, since you let me fuck you a little bit, how about I return the favor?”
A huge smile forms on his face. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
I shimmy forward a bit and take his dick in my hand, then guide it into my ass and slowly bear down on him. It doesn’t take long until he’s all the way inside. He grips my sides, slightly lifting me up each time as he thrusts his hips and pounds my ass with his hard cock. I reach down and jerk myself off as I feel his dick gliding in and out of my ass. Soon it’s too much for me to bear, and I just about reach my climax. “Oh fuck, Steve, I’m gonna cum.”
His thrusting intensifies greatly. “Oh yeah, bud, let me see you shoot.”
My balls tense up, and hot gobs of jizz shoot from the end of my dick onto his chest. My hole clenches with each shot, delivering pleasure to him as he keeps pounding away, and greatly intensifying the effects of my orgasm. As soon as I finish shooting, he hoists himself up and rolls me onto my back, then rests on top of me and keeps pounding away. His face contorts and his moans grow louder until his own orgasm starts. His thrusting comes to a halt, and he pushes as deep as he can go inside of me as he pumps his load deep into my ass. I lie there and take it, absolutely thrilled that everything up to this point has led us to be able to do this. As soon as he’s done shooting his load into me, he rests himself on my upper body, with nothing but my cum now between us. He lowers his head and we kiss for a while as we both come down from the bliss delivered to us by our orgasms.
Eventually he slowly starts pulling out of me and stands up, then helps me get up as soon as he gets onto his feet. I gently prod a finger into his abs. “You, sir, looked like you really enjoyed that.”
He makes a devilish grin. “I absolutely did. I can’t wait until I can take it long enough for you to shoot inside me.”
I give him a kiss. “With enough practice, anything is possible.”
He turns around and bends over to retrieve the same towel we used the night before, treating me to a nice view of his hole. Oh, how I want to stick my dick inside of it again. But all in good time. He stands up straight and wipes my cum from both of our bodies, then folds and tosses the towel back onto the floor. “Phew. All that sex got me tired.”
I cock an eyebrow. “You sure it wasn’t also the swimming?”
“That might’ve had something to do with it, too. You ready for some shut eye?”
I grin. “Anytime, as long as you’re right next to me.”
We crawl back into bed, the sheets still hot from our excitement just minutes ago. He wraps me in his arms. “Joey?”
“Yeah?”
He hesitates for a bit. “You’re a fuckin’ cool dude. Thank you for showing me everything you have so far.”
I chuckle quietly. “It’s the least I can do for you showing me how to swim. I should be thanking you!”
He gives me a squeeze. “Think nothing of it, bud.”
But I do. It’s all I’ve been able to think about lately. After all, the two of us wouldn’t be where we are had I not started working at the pool and wanted to learn how to swim. But it’s late right now, so I try to shut off my brain and get some sleep.
Steve and I stay behind after the pool closes Friday to set everything up for the last meet. We both strip down and hop in the pool to get the lane ropes strung across. I try to take in the sensation of swimming in the water naked as much as I can, since this will probably be the last time in a while.
We get the last rope strung across, then shower off and head back to my place, taking it easy the rest of the night. I cook a simple dinner, then we head to bed, taking turns undressing each other before crawling under the sheets. As we caress each other, I feel his hand rub my lower torso, then move down to my pubes and eventually to my semi-hard dick. I’m tired, but I have enough energy to hoist myself on top of him and take both of our dicks in my hands and jerk us both off.
He thrusts his hips and fucks my hands, and the sensation of his cock rubbing against mine feels wonderful. We continue like that for a while, not saying a word to one another, but very much enjoying the feeling of our dicks rubbing together. Soon, we both reach our climaxes, and blast our loads together all over his torso. I hop up to get a towel and help him wipe up the mess we made. I toss the towel into my laundry hamper and cozy up next to him, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
I make us breakfast the following morning, and we hang out until it’s time to head to the pool. We hop in the shower together, then get dressed, me in my regular clothes and him in his guard outfit. I’m stoked when I see him pull out his new orange Speedo and slip it on. “Man, everyone’s gonna be scoping you out tonight.”
He winks. “Well, it is the last meet of the year. May as well go out with a bang.”
We hop in my car and head to the pool. I get the starting blocks in place as he goes around preparing things for the other guards for when they show up. We get everything ready in time for the meet to start, and the first half goes swimmingly. During the break, I walk back to the office to get the list of adult swimmers, and Steve follows behind me. I look over at him. “Ready to show off your new suit?”
He shrugs. “No turning back now.” He hooks his thumbs under the waistband of his guard shorts and pushes them down to the floor, revealing his very sexy orange swimsuit underneath. I walk over to him and lift his shirt up and over his head, then hang it up on the hooks near the door. I put my hands around his waist and give him a kiss. He pulls away. “Careful, Joey, I don’t want to get caught.”
I step back. “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry.” He steps out of the office, and I follow behind him. As soon as we get closer to the pool, everyone—Ryan, Kathy, the other swimmers, and the spectators—all have their eyes on Steve. I look over at him, and can tell he’s a bit nervous, but he handles himself very confidently.
Soon, the adult portion of the meet begins. Steve is off to a great start, winning more races than he normally does. I bet it’s because everyone is so distracted at how he looks in his new suit. I know I would be. It’s a hell of an advantage, and luckily it can’t be considered cheating!
The rest of the meet wraps up, and Steve seems like he performed miles ahead of everyone. Kathy gets everyone’s attention and reminds them that the awards banquet is next weekend. Everyone, including Kathy, filters out of the pool, leaving Steve and me to take down all the equipment.
Now that there’s no one here to catch us, I walk up to him and plant a kiss on his lips. “You fucking killed it out there.”
He chuckles, blushing. “I sure did, huh?”
“I bet you’ll be getting all the awards at the banquet next week.”
“I might get a few. But there’s something else I want more tonight.”
I rub his cheek. “What’s that?”
“Your dick. In my ass.” He reaches down and gropes my package through my pants. “Still want to give it to me?”
My cock starts forming a tent. “Oh, I’ll give it to you all right.” I have to pop the button of my pants and unzip to relieve the pressure of my growing hard-on, which is just as well, since both of us end up getting naked anyway to take down the lane ropes. Luckily my erection deflates as I’m swimming in the water, otherwise it would make it really difficult to maneuver around. After we get done taking everything down, we hop out and rinse off in the showers. After we get dressed, he gets in his car while I get in mine and we both go back to my place.
We barely get inside when he starts ripping his clothes off to get naked once more. I follow suit as quickly as I can. “Damn, can’t wait to get out of your clothes, huh?”
He slides his jeans off, leaving just his underwear on. “I’ve been waiting all week for this.”
I strip down to just my boxers as well. “Same here. I’m excited that you want to try it.”
He walks up to me, his hard dick making contact with mine through our underwear. “Where should we go?”
“Let’s try the bed. That’ll probably be the most comfortable.”
He nods. “All right.”
I lead him into the bedroom, making a quick stop by the bathroom so I can retrieve the lube. Lord knows we’ll probably be needing a lot of it. I set the lube down on the nightstand, then turn to him and pull him into a hug, kissing the side of his neck below his ear. “You sure you’re ready for this?”
“I think so. As long as it’s with you, I know we’ll have a good time. I trust you.”
I reach down and slide his boxer briefs down to the floor, then push my own boxers down, stepping out of them after gravity takes over. I gently guide him flat on his stomach onto the bed, then hop up between his spread-out legs. His plump, muscled ass is staring me in the face, begging to be eaten. I lean forward, rest myself on my elbows, spread the cheeks of his ass, and bury my face between them. I lick and probe his smooth hole to get him nice and wet for when I’m ready to enter. After rimming him for a while, I lift my head up. “How are you feeling?”
“Relaxed, but very turned on.”
I smile. “Good.” I rim him a bit more, then hoist myself up and lie on top of him. He turns his head and our lips meet. After kissing a few times, I get the bottle of lube from the nightstand and pop off the cap. I spread some onto a finger and lightly circle it around his hole, getting it nice and slippery. I gently put a bit more pressure on his hole. It takes some time, but I get the first knuckle all the way in, then get down to the second one. Soon enough, my whole finger is inside him. I curve it and gently prod his prostate, which causes him to squirm and moan as he lies on the bed, letting me know I’m hitting the right spot. I slowly pull my finger out, then try putting two inside. It takes much longer this time, but after enough patience and perseverance, I get them both all the way in.
With my fingers still inside him, I lean down and kiss him again. “Ready for my dick?” Without saying a word, and with his eyes still closed, he nods. I gently pull my fingers out. “Get up into a sitting position.” He does so, and I lean back against the headboard. “Now kneel down with me under you. I want you to slowly lower yourself onto me. That way you can control how deep you want me to go. Whenever you’re ready…”
I reach around the back of his knee and hold my dick, then find his hole with my other hand to help guide it in. With his hands on my chest to support him, he slowly lowers himself until his hole makes contact with my dick. It’s not even in yet, and I can already feel my dick spasm and throb. Just the thought of being inside him almost makes me cum.
I make sure my dick is aimed just right, and he keeps pushing down until the head of my dick nestles itself inside him. “How’s that feel so far?”
He chuckles. “Kind of weird, but kind of good, too.”
I smile. “Good. Go as slow as you want.”
He pushes down some more as he breathes deeply, and eventually the head of my dick makes it past the super tight part of his ass and glides inside. He throws his head back and moans softly, apparently letting me know that this feels awesome for him. He slowly lowers himself the rest of the way, taking me all the way inside. He sits like that for a minute or two, both of us enjoying the sensation of me inside him.
After a while, he slowly lifts his body up, then back down, all the while I lie there, allowing him to set his own pace. Soon, his pace quickens, and he starts to ride my dick. I resist the urge to clench my hips and push inside him, wanting him to be in total control, at least for now.
He rides me like this for a couple more minutes, then rests all the way down on me, my hard cock deep in his ass. He leans forward and we kiss. I grip the sides of his ass and massage them. “How’s that feeling?”
“Better than I ever thought possible.”
“You want to keep going? Change positions?”
After thinking for a few seconds, he nods. “I suppose we could try that.” He slowly lifts himself all the way up until my dick pops out of him. “Where do you want me?”
“Trade with me. Lie on your back with your legs in the air.” He gets into position, grabbing behind his knees and pulling his legs against his upper body. His hole is wide open from this position, so I take my dick and guide it back inside, slowly pushing my way in. I look up at him. “Still feel OK?”
He nods. “Yeah.”
“Mind if I pick up the pace a bit?”
“Sure.”
“OK. Let me know if it’s too much, and I’ll slow down.”
He nods, and I start gently thrusting inside him, very gradually picking up the speed. I’m constantly looking at him to make sure he’s enjoying himself, and from the looks of it, he’s enjoying things just as much as I am, if not more.
I press my upper body against his legs, his ankles resting on my shoulders, and lean down and kiss him as I gently pound his hole. His breathing intensifies as my dick slides in and out of his ass, trying to rub against his prostate with every stroke. Suddenly he gasps, and I stop thrusting right away. “You OK?”
He winces a bit. “Yeah, but maybe slow down a bit, and don’t go as deep.”
“OK. If you need me to stop, just say so.”
I get back into an upright position and resume fucking him, going a lot slower and less forcefully than I just was. I look down at him again, and he seems to be enjoying himself. I reach down and grab his dick and begin jerking him off, and he starts moaning in pleasure. We stay like that for a bit, with me quickening my pace again. I feel like I’m getting close, so I increase the speed and force of my thrusts, but soon it becomes too much for Steve. “Hang on.”
I stop in my tracks. “You all right?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know if I can take much more.”
I rub the back of his thigh. “That’s fine. I’ll go ahead and gradually pull out.”
He nods, and I pull my dick slowly from his ass. As soon as it pops out, he rests his legs flat on the bed. “Sorry.”
I shake my head. “No need to be sorry. It’s your first time. You did awesome!”
He chuckles. “I’m glad you think so.” He looks down at himself, then me, our dicks still both very hard. “What should we do now?”
I reach behind and rub some of the lube from my dick onto my ass. “Well, since you let me fuck you a little bit, how about I return the favor?”
A huge smile forms on his face. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
I shimmy forward a bit and take his dick in my hand, then guide it into my ass and slowly bear down on him. It doesn’t take long until he’s all the way inside. He grips my sides, slightly lifting me up each time as he thrusts his hips and pounds my ass with his hard cock. I reach down and jerk myself off as I feel his dick gliding in and out of my ass. Soon it’s too much for me to bear, and I just about reach my climax. “Oh fuck, Steve, I’m gonna cum.”
His thrusting intensifies greatly. “Oh yeah, bud, let me see you shoot.”
My balls tense up, and hot gobs of jizz shoot from the end of my dick onto his chest. My hole clenches with each shot, delivering pleasure to him as he keeps pounding away, and greatly intensifying the effects of my orgasm. As soon as I finish shooting, he hoists himself up and rolls me onto my back, then rests on top of me and keeps pounding away. His face contorts and his moans grow louder until his own orgasm starts. His thrusting comes to a halt, and he pushes as deep as he can go inside of me as he pumps his load deep into my ass. I lie there and take it, absolutely thrilled that everything up to this point has led us to be able to do this. As soon as he’s done shooting his load into me, he rests himself on my upper body, with nothing but my cum now between us. He lowers his head and we kiss for a while as we both come down from the bliss delivered to us by our orgasms.
Eventually he slowly starts pulling out of me and stands up, then helps me get up as soon as he gets onto his feet. I gently prod a finger into his abs. “You, sir, looked like you really enjoyed that.”
He makes a devilish grin. “I absolutely did. I can’t wait until I can take it long enough for you to shoot inside me.”
I give him a kiss. “With enough practice, anything is possible.”
He turns around and bends over to retrieve the same towel we used the night before, treating me to a nice view of his hole. Oh, how I want to stick my dick inside of it again. But all in good time. He stands up straight and wipes my cum from both of our bodies, then folds and tosses the towel back onto the floor. “Phew. All that sex got me tired.”
I cock an eyebrow. “You sure it wasn’t also the swimming?”
“That might’ve had something to do with it, too. You ready for some shut eye?”
I grin. “Anytime, as long as you’re right next to me.”
We crawl back into bed, the sheets still hot from our excitement just minutes ago. He wraps me in his arms. “Joey?”
“Yeah?”
He hesitates for a bit. “You’re a fuckin’ cool dude. Thank you for showing me everything you have so far.”
I chuckle quietly. “It’s the least I can do for you showing me how to swim. I should be thanking you!”
He gives me a squeeze. “Think nothing of it, bud.”
But I do. It’s all I’ve been able to think about lately. After all, the two of us wouldn’t be where we are had I not started working at the pool and wanted to learn how to swim. But it’s late right now, so I try to shut off my brain and get some sleep.
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Fucking Awesome! Or, should I say, "Awesome Fucking?" 
You wrote that so well that I've now joined 7! 
Keep UP the good work! And, yeah!, the rest of the story, too!
Thank You, bud!!
Chaz
You wrote that so well that I've now joined 7!
Keep UP the good work! And, yeah!, the rest of the story, too!
Thank You, bud!!
Chaz
THAT day hasn't cum.........and likely won't.......
Good! The story will eventually come to an end, though. I need to keep working on my other one, Brad's Search, but other than that, maybe I'll need to start another one after this one finishes. Hmm...
Fucking Awesome! Or, should I say, "Awesome Fucking?"
You wrote that so well that I've now joined 7!
Keep UP the good work! And, yeah!, the rest of the story, too!
Thank You, bud!!
Chaz
Sweet! Yeah, that was some pretty awesome fucking, if I do say so myself! Get ready, because there's plenty more to 'cum'!
