Olympic Dreams

[sebbie]

Great story, STS!

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Jimmy really worked on his swimming the final two weeks before school. He swam two times per day and since the swim team was done, he was able to start at 10, rather than noon, which gave him more time in the pool. He was swimming four to five hours every day. In fact, as the Summer was waning to a close, he was swimming almost to dark at night, then helped the guards pull the pool covers on the pool. In exchange, Tim, one of the guards who lived near Jimmy, would give him and his bike a ride home. Jimmy practically lived in his swimsuits, putting one on every morning, and then not taking it off until he got home at night.

His swimming was reaping the benefit of the extra time. Each day, he texted Greg and told him what he had done. Every night, Greg would call Jimmy to discuss what his swims were like, how his times were. Even Monique was getting in on the action, adding color commentary in the background.

“So, tomorrow, have Molly or one of the guards take some video.” Greg asked. “I want to see you do 50 in each stroke. Swim as hard as you can.”

“You got it,” Jimmy replied. Greg wasn’t there in person, but this was the next best thing.

“I talked to coach, he said he looks more at technique than time,” Greg coached Jimmy. “So, focus on being really solid on technique. Remember the stuff I told you?’ Greg asked.

“I feel like I do,” Jimmy said. “You mean like reach, swim hard to the wall, follow through on my strokes, keep my head down.”

“Yup, you got it,” Greg assured Jimmy. “So, our mantra is quality over quantity, keep thinking that.”

“Got it,” Jimmy replied.

It was like that every day. The guys spent at least an hour on the phone together discussing swimming, and sometimes other topics. Jimmy’s relationship with Abby was struggling under the weight of his swimming. On this one, Monique got on the phone. “Jimmy, if she really likes you, she will understand that this is a big deal for you,” Monique said to Jimmy. “I mean, be sure to tell her how much you like her and stuff, but you’re a great guy. Any girl would love to have you as their boyfriend.” Monique added. Jimmy puffed like a peacock. Still, Jimmy really did not want to lose Abby.

The next day, Tim, the guard at the pool, agreed to film Jimmy. They spent half an hour as Jimmy did every stroke a couple times for sets of 50. He wasn’t as fast as he could have been, his mind on the quality. Jimmy sent them by email to Greg as soon as they were finished with each one.

“Thanks, Tim” Jimmy said. “I really appreciate it.” Jimmy added. He shook Tim’s hand.

“Any time, Jimmy,” Tim replied. “Good luck. I am cheering for you.”

Jimmy jumped back in the pool, his wet swimsuit had been clinging to him. Molly admired how handsome he looked. He was really becoming a very hot looking guy. And wow, he could sure fill out a swimsuit. “A girl should not look at such things,” Molly thought to herself. “Oh well, I can’t help it,” she answered her own thought. He was, after all a cute young man, and she was a cute girl.

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Jimmy finished mowing Jack’s lawn. Jack brought out some lemonade and a plate of warm cookies, chocolate chip. Jimmy’s favorite. Jimmy was sweaty from the yard work, so he rinsed off with the garden hose. He was wearing a blue print Nike swimsuit, the one Greg had bought him. After he was sufficiently cool, Jimmy adjusted the suits grab on his anatomy, repositioned himself, and then walked over to the patio. Jack came out with a towel.

“Here you go, Jimmy,” Jack said in his elder voice. “Dry off and then lets have some lemonade and cookies.”

“You are really nice, Jack,” Jimmy replied.

“Nah,” Jack answered. “You did the hard stuff… you deserve some cookies. Say, you are looking mighty strong, you must have to beat the girls off.” Jack laughed as he said it.

“Not really,; Jimmy replied.

“I don’t believe that for a minute,: Jack replied. “Plus you keep wearing that swimsuit and you’ll have them all over you.” Jack added.

Jimmy blushed and smirked. “Yeah, I guess,” Jimmy added.

“So tell me, how you doing, Jimmy?” Jack asked in a deeply caring voice. It was a touching moment of genuine concern from the elder generation to the aspiring one. Jimmy had never missed a mowing job, was never late, and most of all Jack was impressed by how genuinely polite the kid was. “Whatever they say about the kids today, Jimmy is as good as they come ,” Jack thought to himself.

Jimmy shared his plans for swim team, how he had this really cool guy coaching him, almost like an older brother. He then shared that he had this really cute girlfriend, but she was mad at him because he was spending too much time swimming. Jack listened as Jimmy talked about the struggles he was having with balancing his swimming goals and his romance.

“You know, Jimmy,” Jack started. “In a relationship, the girl just needs to know that she is at the top of your list. Do you really like this girl?”

“Yeah, Mr. Jack, I really do,” Jimmy replied. He was sitting at the picnic table in just his swimsuit. As he talked about Abby, he could feel his body growing inside the swimsuit. For some reason, every time Jimmy thought about Abby, he found himself getting big inside his swimsuits.

“Well, here is what I think we do,” Jack replied. “Let’s cut some fresh flowers from the garden, throw your bike on the back of my car, and I’ll drive you to Abby’s house. You go spend some time with her,” Jack suggested. “Surprise her!” He added, emphatically.

It was the perfect plan. Jimmy texted Abby to make sure she was home. It was a gorgeous, sunny day. Abby’s eyes lit up as she opened the door to find Jimmy holding flowers. He was a sight to behold, a cute young guy in a T-shirt and blue print swimsuit standing there with flowers in his hand. They had a great afternoon with each other. The floated around in the backyard pool, laid out in the sun, and they even threw in a little steamy romance that took Jimmy and Abby both farther than they had ever gone before. Their friendship was back on track. Jack’s sage advise worked. Jimmy had learned far more than just deeper levels of romance.

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“Your swimming looks really great, Jimmy,” Greg said as Jimmy laid on his bed, wearing a hot looking orange print swimsuit, a Tyr brand swimsuit. Jimmy really liked how the suit looked and how it felt on him. He was still pretty charged up from his two swimming session and the afternoon with Abby. In fact, he was more than just charged up, his body was seeking a release of the sexual tension that had been percolating since the steamy romance with Abby earlier. “ I think your technique is really solid on the free and the breast stroke,” Greg added. “I am watching them again now as we talk.”

Jimmy listened quietly as he could hear the video’s playing in the background of Greg’s phone. His teenage mind was focused on the term breast stroke, but for all wrong reasons. He was thinking with the part of his body that was sending the most feeling signals to Jimmy’s brain. He shook his head and got his focus back on swimming.

“So, swim tryouts are next week,” Greg continued as soon as the video he was watching finished. “Have you thought about what strokes you like best? Coach may ask you.”

“I like free and fly best, but I suck at fly,” Jimmy replied.

“Suck is a strong word,” Greg laughed at how critical Jimmy was of himself. “I think it needs work, but it is way better than the first time I saw you swim it,” Greg replied.

“What do you think?” Jimmy asked.

“Well, I have been thinking about this a lot. I think you should tell coach you want to swim long distance free,” Greg answered. “You have awesome endurance, you swim solid at an even pace, and your free technique looks great. Plus you do great turns.”

“Cool,” Jimmy replied.

“Also, not many swimmers like long distance, so you are playing right into a need.”

“I like that,” Jimmy replied. “Do you think I will make the team?” Jimmy asked.

“I think Coach would be crazy to not put you on the team,” Greg replied. Jimmy was pumped.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Jimmy was really excited. Greg gave him a huge boost of confidence. Jimmy rolled back over, now laying on his back. His hormones were raging inside him, both from the swimming and from the urges that he was feeling from earlier in the day. For Jimmy it was a whole new experience. His body was aroused in so many ways. He had never felt himself feel this way, his awareness of his groin area was a feeling he had never felt before. He rubbed his hand down along the top of his swimsuit, it was like every nerve in that part of him was tingling with desire. He was fully aroused inside the swimsuit. He enjoyed how he was feeling, it was a strange pleasurable sensation. He called Abby and chatted with her. As they talked he continued to explore and feel himself. He liked how the tight swimsuit felt on him.

“You are so sweet,” Abby was saying. “And you looked really cute standing there in your blue swimsuit with those flowers.” She added.

“You are the one who is cute,” Jimmy replied. They both giggled.

The lovebirds teased each other with sensual talk. Jimmy was feeling urges and sensations he had never felt before. By the time it was all over, Jimmy had reached a new level of self discovery. The release of desire was a whole new sensation for him. He was breathless, listening to Abby talk about her plans for tomorrow. The sensations Jimmy was feeling continued, even after the pivotal point. The second half was almost as titillating as the first. Jimmy had opened a whole new level for himself.

Jimmy and Abby said their final goodbyes. Jimmy slipped off the wet swimsuit, dried himself off with a T-shirt, the only thing he could find in his otherwise spotless bedroom. He pulled on a clean pair of shorts. And climbed back into bed. He would have a restless sleep. Tomorrow was another day of swimming, and maybe some more time with Abby. So much was racing through Jimmy's mind.

[Dooley67]

STS,

You've done it again, created a wonderful lead up to the tryouts for Jimmy with awesome dialogue and narration. Jimmy's sexual awakening bringing him past the brink is so well done because it maintains the sensuality without having any of the typical graphic language. I'm very impressed with Greg's dedication to mentoring Jimmy and also Monique's ability to be like a big sister to Jimmy, giving him good advice along the way. I also like the way you brought Jack back into the picture, portraying him as a really nice guy who has the knack for relating to someone 2 generations behind him and uses his life experience to help Jimmy with his problem with Abby. I think Jack is pleased that he has been a part of Jimmy's growth. Thanks again and waiting for more.

D67

[shaulis]

STS,

Wow!! so much is going on in this chapter. Jimmy is getting ready for his high school swim team tryouts. Jimmy's relationship with Abby heated up after he took Jacks advice of showing up at her house with flowers as an peace offering for swimming so often and neglecting her. I liked that Greg has Jimmy record his swim strokes then email the video back to Greg to critique them. Monique becomes like a big sister to Jimmy by giving him good advice on various subjects. Thanks for this chapter. I can't wait for the next chapter.

Shaulis


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[SwimTeamSpeedo]

It was the last weekend before the start of school and swim team try outs were the first week. Jimmy finished up his Friday workout and then planned to spend the afternoon with Abby. This time, Abby was coming to Jimmy’s house, which was a big deal. Abby had never been to the farm, all their past meetings at her house. Jimmy was feeling a bit anxious about it, her house was so nice and new, a manicured lawn and the pool. Jimmy really worried she would find the farm to be such a different world. What he did not know was that Abby had already scoped it out, getting her big sister to driver her by the house. Sure, it was different, but that was the good part in her mind. Jimmy was a genuine farm kid, Abby thought that was really cool.

Jimmy raced home on his bicycle after his swim workout, all his gear in his backpack, strapped over his bare chest. As usual, he wore his swimsuit, this time a the red print Speedo that he really liked so much. Sadly, the colors were starting to fade, the result of so much pool swimming in the chlorine. The suit still looked hot, though, and Jimmy wanted to look good for Abby. It was one of her favorite swimsuits on him. As soon as he got home, he showered wearing his swimsuit, making sure the sweat got rinsed out. He then stood in front of he mirror in his now clean, but wet swimsuit, brushing his hair and making sure he looked perfect.

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“So, this is it,” Jimmy said as Abby got out of the car. Her sister was dropping her off. Jimmy wore shorts over his swimsuit, the board shorts Greg lent him, a green polo shirt, and a spray of his dad’s cologne. He looked handsome. Abby had on a floral print bikini top, really short cotton shorts, covering up the very skimpy bikini bottom. As her sister pulled away, Abby gave Jimmy a hug, then the two held hands as Jimmy led her toward the house.

“This is really cool,” Abby said as she held Jimmy’s hand. “Show me the farm,” she added with authentic interest.

After the tour of the barns and letting Abby climb on the tractor, Jimmy had a suggestion “It is really peaceful in down by the pond, you can I can go lay in the sun and watch the geese on the pond.”

“That sounds great,” Abby said. “I wore my swimsuit hoping we could do something like that,” Abby added.

Jimmy took her into the house and showed her around. Compared to Abby’s home, this one as far more basic, a little dated and reflected the modest means of Jimmy’s family. Still, it had a certain country charm to it, a flashback to a simpler time. “Let me get us some towels and a blanket,” Jimmy said as he left Abby in the kitchen.

“And put on your swimsuit,” Abby requested. “A cute one…” she trailed off.

“Which one,” Jimmy replied.

“Not sure,” Abby answered. “Show me.”

Jimmy pulled from his bedroom his entire swimsuit collection, all ten and laid them out on the kitchen table. “Take you pick.” Jimmy offered.

“Can you model them?” Abby asked.

Jimmy agreed to show her them on, so he slipped into the small bathroom and changed into each one, modeling them for Abby one by one. By the time he got to the fourth, he was starting to have trouble getting himself into the suits. Abby noticed that Jimmy’s bulge was looking bigger and bigger each time. She would make him show her all sides, she even would hold his hips as she studied the suits. All the while, Jimmy was getting more and more responsive. Jimmy had trouble making it through all ten, he was getting far too excited. Abby loved the show.

Abby settled on a gold and orange print swimsuit from Nike that she really liked on Jimmy. It fit him tight, and it had a seam that ran up the backside, making his butt look sensational. The swimsuit accentuated everything she liked about him from and anatomical standpoint. The narrow sides showed off his legs, the low cut showed off all of his cute abdomen. In short, he was sizzling hot.

Jimmy gave Abby a ride out to the pond, which was at the far end of the four hundred acre farm. They rode a small tractor, Abby riding in a wagon behind. Jimmy laid out a blanket on the trailer bed, an attempt to make the ride more comfortable. Along with Abby, the trailer carried a small cooler with soda, lemonade, and a couple of sandwiches Jimmy made up for the two of them.

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“Hey Jimmy, what are you doing Saturday?” Greg’s text message read.

“Swimming, maybe some time with Abby,” Jimmy texted back.

“Monique and I want to come visit. Go to the beach, you and Abby, too,” Greg texted back.

“Really?,” was Jimmy’s reply. “That would be wicked awesome,” Jimmy added quickly.

Within seconds the cell phone rang. Greg wanted to work out all the details. Monique and Greg were going to drive up from Connecticut on that afternoon, leaving shortly. They would stay over at Paul and Buffy’s for two nights, giving them all day Saturday for the beach. “I can go swimming with you Saturday and before we leave Sunday,” Greg added. “Get you ready for the try outs next week.”

Jimmy had promised Abby he would not talk about swimming at all for the afternoon, but Greg’s call changed that. They were both excited. Abby was more excited that she would get to go to the beach with Jimmy, but the added bonus of Greg, who she thought was totally hot, really made it special.

“This will be fun,” Jimmy said with excitement. “You will like Greg and Monique,” he assured Abby. No assurance was needed. Abby was going to get along with both of them really well. Jimmy wrapped his arms around Abby as they laid on the blanket. He was getting that feeling again, both of them feeling it. The warm afternoon turned a little steamy, as they continued their testing of boundaries with each other. Jimmy liked the things Abby was doing to him. Abby liked the feel of Jimmy in his swimsuit, not to mention the look as he was getting all turned on.

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The pool was empty when Greg and Jimmy got there. Not many people showed for the early Saturday lap swim, which started at 8am, right after the masters swim team wrapped up their two hour workout. The locker room was crowded with the older swimmers from the masters team, w whole assortment of skill levels and a wide array of swimsuit styles, from briefs to jammers. No shorts, however. Jimmy was wearing a black and gold Tyr swimsuit, a lightning bolt type pattern that looked stunning on him. Greg had on a blue and yellow Nike swimsuit, solid blue with yellow side panels that wrapped around the back. It fit Greg tight, and left nothing to the imagination. It was one of Monique’s favorites, and for clearly visible reasons.

“So, I got the tryout drills from coach,” Greg said. “Not sure if he will do all of these, but we are going to go through them, anyway.” Greg added.

“How did you get these?” Jimmy asked.

“I just asked him,” Greg replied in a matter of fact tone. His Summer AAU coach was also the coach of the local high school team. Greg was fully equipped, stopwatch, whistle, dry erase board with the order of drills written out, space for him to record times. “So, let’s get in and swim 500 easy, slow pace to warm-up. No racing.”

“Okay, coach,” Jimmy replied with a teasing grin. Jimmy jumped in the water, followed by Greg. They were the only two in the pool, so Greg took his own lane next to Jimmy. As Jimmy set out, pushing off the wall, Greg waited. When Jimmy was half way down the pool, Greg started his warm up.. Greg wanted to make sure he did not pass Jimmy, the whole idea was to boost Jimmy’s confidence. Greg set out at an easy pace, slightly faster than what Jimmy was swimming. He’d adjust for that as he swam.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Two hours later, they were just about finished. Greg had recorded each of Jimmy’s times. Jimmy finshed up a set of 200 breast stroke as Greg stood at the end of the pool, watch in hand. “Nice job, Jimmy,” Greg said as Jimmy stood. Jimmy was tired, he had been swimming hard all morning.

“So, am I fast enough?” Jimmy asked. Greg looked over the times. Jimmy was not quite at the level he needed to be on speed. Greg pondered the best way to answer.

“You know what I said, Jimmy. It is about quality and skill as much as speed, right?” Greg paused.

“Yeah, but speed is a big deal, too.” Jimmy replied.

“Your times are good, Jimmy,” Greg replied. “If I thought you did not have a chance I would say so. You won’t be the fastest guy there, but you have way more endurance than most swimmers because you started out swimming for such long periods of time. You have good skills and you learn fast.” Greg added.

“You sure you aren’t just saying that?” Jimmy replied.

“Never,” Greg answered. “You just need to stay confident.”

“Okay,” Jimmy agreed as he set off on his 500 cool down. Greg followed again, staying behind Jimmy the whole time. Greg was really proud of his adopted younger brother. He set his mind to something and he was about to see if his dream could come true. In his heart, Greg hoped Jimmy was not being set up for a huge disappointment. He watched as Jimmy swam past him in the opposite way each length, his black and gold swimsuit rotating in the water as he swam, one string hanging out. Jimmy really looked like a very good swimmer.

In the locker room, Jimmy told Greg about Abby and him. “Things are really good, now,” Jimmy explained. “Jack gave me some good advice to pay more attention to her.”

“That’s cool, Jimmy,” Greg said. “You really like her.” Greg sat on the bench, Jimmy standing. They were both still in their wet swimsuits, chatting.

“Yeah, I guess so,” Jimmy replied. Jimmy’s hand rubbed the front of his tight swimsuit as he said it. Just thinking about Abby was turning him on. “Greg, can I ask you a really serious question?” Jimmy queried.

“Sure, Jimmy, you know you can,” Greg replied.

“Have you ever done it with a girl, I mean all the way?” Jimmy asked.

Greg blushed. He had never had this question before. To be sure, his friends all talked about the subject , and they all acted like they had “done it” many times. Greg was now put on the spot. “You know what, Jimmy. I have thought about it, but no, I have not actually gone all the way. Why?” It was an awkward conversation.

“I don’t know, just thinking,” Jimmy replied, his suit was feeling really tight on him.

The guys sat in the locker room for half an hour as Jimmy and Greg discussed the whole topic.. Jimmy shared what happened the other night while he was wearing his swimsuit, and Greg shared exactly how far he had ever been with a girl, which involved nothing more than some well placed action with hands, also while wrapped up in his swim team swimsuits. “Monique wants to wait,” Greg closed out the discussion. “So, as much as I would like to try it, we guys need to respect that the girl might not be ready,” Greg advised Jimmy. Sound brotherly advice.

“Yeah, you are right, Greg,” Jimmy replied. It didn’t relieve the urges he was feeling, nor did it ease the bulge in his tiny swimsuit, but if Greg said so, then it was right, thought Jimmy. Jimmy eased himself from the bench, unaware of how much he had been massaging himself, he went into the shower. He untied and slipped off the tight, clinging swimsuit. He turned the water cold, and let it ease the sexual tension he was feeling from the deep conversation and thoughts of Abby. It was going to be a tough day of urges at the beach.

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The sun was bright in the blue sky. It was heading to low tide, making the beach wide open. The guys laid out two large blankets on the sand, side by side. They had left their shorts in the car, wearing just their swimsuits, no shirts. Jimmy was wearing the same black and gold Tyr print he wore swimming. Greg was wearing a new Turbo brand suit, a colorful print that fit him low and tight. It was a swimsuit Monique picked out and insisted Greg would look “fabulous” in. The girls slipped off their shorts and tops to reveal extremely tiny bikini swimsuits, certainly skimpy enough to drive the guys wild. Monique’s was a side tied red bikini, with the only material going between her legs and just enough to cover the important spots on her chest. Abby had on the same bikini she wore at Jimmy’s farm, the one that made Jimmy almost burst out of his swimsuit.

Jimmy and Greg headed straight into the water. They were the only two guys on the whole beach in real swimsuits, the rest of the guys in a wide variety of board shorts. They were also the two hottest looking guys on the beach, Greg’s muscled abs, tight legs, and impressive upper body made him the perfect swimsuit model. Jimmy was not far behind, his muscular development clear, his stomach flat and tight, showing some ab development. Jimmy’s upper body was defined.

The water was cold, as the guys went chest deep, leading through the waves.

“Darn, are they hot looking,” Greg said to Jimmy as they wrestled with the waves.

“Yeah, and look at their swimsuits,” Jimmy added.

“Yup, it is good the ocean is so cold,” Greg replied, part laughing but mostly serious.

Abby and Monique watched as the guys came out of the water. “This is the best part,” Monique said to Abby, as they watched the waist lines clear the water. The guys swimsuits clung to them, clearly showing the definition of their male anatomy.

“Yes, it is,” Abby answered. “Jimmy is so cute in his wet swimsuits. Greg is, too.” The guys were showing all as they crossed the beach. They reached the blanket and stood, their suits still clinging. Greg finally tugged at the front of his suit, releasing the grip of the lycra material. Jimmy simply laid down on the blanket, on his back. He was giving Abby quite the show, not thinking a thing of the fact that he was driving her wild. Abby rolled over and rubbed Jimmy’s chest. It did not take long before he was filling out the suit in a rather large way. Jimmy and Greg would end up having to take lots of cold water dips.

It was a great day at the beach. A nice diversion from the pressure of swimming. Try outs were only a few days away.

[Dooley67]

STS,

A terrific chapter. It really shows how committed Greg is to Jimmy as a swimmer and an adopted younger brother whom he can give the benefit of his life experience of 17 years. The dialogue sounds so much like that of adolescents, not stilted or fake, and not overly "saccharine" either. And Greg is very honest with Jimmy about his chances to make the team, something that Jimmy clearly understands and accepts based on his great trust in Greg. I believe that Jimmy knows that Greg would never lead him astray, treat him like a kid, or minimize any of Jimmy's adolescent concerns. That's why the conversation about sexual experiences could take place. Thank you for stretching out this story so we can enjoy it for an even longer time.

D67

[Swimmboy]

I agree with Dooley67 - thanks for continuing the story! Looking forward to see Jimmy make the HS team. He WILL make the team, won't he? Of course he will - all the hard work he has put into his swimming will pay off. And Jimmy's concerns about sex, and needing guidance from his older 'brother' - such great stuff!

[shaulis]

STS,

I agree with Dooley67 and Swimmboy thanks for continuing the story. I like that Jimmy trusts Greg like a brother to tell or ask him anything and know Greg wouldn't steer him in the wrong direction. Both Abby and Monique like to "heat up" Jimmy and Greg and send them into the surf to cool down they love how their respective guy's brief clings to his body in all the right spots. I can't wait to find out if Jimmy gets on the swim team. I liked that Greg didn't sugarcoat Jimmy's chances to get on the swim team. Jimmy wasn't the fastest swimmer yet but he had quality strokes. Jimmy could be taught to get faster easily, the quality stroked would have been a whole different matter. I think deep down Greg knows Jimmy will be on the swimteam.
Thank you again STS for this story.

Shaulis