Summer in the band

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Hi SL: glad you like the story and thanks for the post. A guy on my college swim team, a diver actually, was from Meadville. A really fun guy with an amazing willingness to try anything. We were great friends in college. I have been to Meadville a few times, long ago though.

STS

[NE_OH_thonger]

Small world. I'm close to Meadville, but across the line in Ohio. Great to see the area well represented in the story, and on the board

[zentaiskeleton]

Great story and glad it is continuing, its what prompted me to finally sign up to thank everyone who writes.

[a speedo minded guy]

STS, your stories are getting better with time. Please keep up the great work!!

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

The pool complex was impressive, with two pools, one only for lap swimming and a second for family swimming. A diving pool was adjacent to the lap pool. It was busy, with at four people in each lane, the limit allowed by the pool, so there was a waiting queue with six guys and one lady. The eight lanes were divided into four groups, from slowest to fastest. Jimmy and Mr. Hale stood and watched the swimmers, trying to decide which lanes to use, before sitting in the line, which took the bench at the end opposite the starting blocks. There were mostly guys using the pool, only a few ladies. Because of the no shorts rule, they were all wearing briefs or square cuts.

“It moves really fast,” Mr. Hale said to Jimmy as they sat down. “By the way, when we are swimming you can call me Ian,” Ian was sporting a Jaked swimsuit, one of several he had picked up on a previous trip. It was a print suit not sold on-line. Chris had never even heard of Jaked swimsuits before, but he really liked the one Ian was wearing. He was also impressed how fit Ian was. He was very athletic looking, and had not an ounce of fat on his lean body. He was not as tall as Chris, two inches shy of six feet. He also was well packed into the suit, a feature that even Chris could not miss. The two guys clearly shared in the gifted equipment category.

“That’s a cool swimsuit,” Chris said. “I have never seen that brand before.”

“Thanks, I was thinking the same about yours,” Ian replied. “You like colorful swimsuits I am guessing,” Ian continued.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Me too,” Ian answered. “I have a bunch with me, so you will lots of different ones.”

“That’s so funny,” Chris replied. “I brought more swimsuits than underwear,.”

Two guys in the middle lanes got out, so the guys slid down. A third guy in the slow lane got out, but no one wanted that lane.

“They have a great swim shop here, but wait until we get to France,” Ian offered. “We can stop at this really cool swim shop in Paris, you will love it.”

“Cool,” Chris replied. Suddenly a whole set of openings came up. Chris took the second to last lane on the left, in the fast category. Ian took the next one to the right, in the medium speed lane. Chris had already captured the eye of the lifeguard and at least one of the swimmers in Chris‘s lane. They both found his swimmers body to be incredibly attractive.

“Goedemorgen,” said Reid as he stopped to welcome Chris to the lane. Reid was wearing a solid red swimsuit, a square cut. He was blonde, as tall as Chris, and he was a really good swimmer, even if he did open turns rather than flips.

“Hi,” said Chris.

“English?” Reid replied. Chris nodded, expecting a language barrier. “No problem, I speak English.” Reid added on. Two swimmers flipped past the talking guys. Ian was already into his swim. “Let’s chat after we finish,” Reid offered. “Get to know each other,” a feeble attempt at a come on.

Chris pushed off the wall, accepting Reid’s offer to go first. Chris quickly established that he was the strongest swimmer in the lane, nearly catching the other two in the first lap. Next to him, he watched Ian who was keeping a solid pace, not as fast as Chris, but certainly showing he was a very good swimmer as well. Reid watched Chris’s long lean body cut through the water like a hot knife in soft butter. Reid was mesmerized by the smoothness of Chris’s strokes, and the way his muscular body looked flat in the water, his endowment hanging lower than his agile frame, showing the gorgeous bulge that was part of what made Chris so attractive.

An hour later Ian was standing at the end of his lane, watching as Chris powered to the wall and flipped. Chris caught the outline of Ian’s body standing and he quickly stood. Reid was already out of the pool and now only two swimmers were in the lane and there was no longer a wait.

“Time to go?” Chris asked.

“For me, yes. You can stay if you want?” Ian replied.

“No, I am good.” Chris said back. “I swam long distance today, good swim.” Chris added. Ian lifted himself out of the pool, watching with envy as Chris just popped right up on deck. “There was a time…” Ian thought to himself.

Chris stretched his back, his wet suit clinging to him, just as it always did. He slipped his fingers inside the waist and pulled the strings out. Reid watched him from the bench. He was waiting to chat, just as he promised, but he was also getting very aroused by Chris in his wet, tight swimsuit. The form fitting, low cut Turbo looked daring and teasing on the handsome young man. Reid guessed Chris was five years younger than his own 25, his guess just slightly off.

“Looks like you made a swimming friend,” Ian said as he nodded in Reid’s direction. Reid was motioning to Chris to come over.

“Yeah, he was in my lane,” Chris replied. “I’ll catch up to you in the locker room, I want to check out the swim shop before we leave, too.” Chris replied.

“Okay, it was great swimming with you, Chris. I’ll see you at practice.“ Ian headed to the locker room. Chris walked over to Reid.

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Alex and Patrick finally left the pool about thirty minutes after Chris. Len had joined them in the hot tub for a while and turned out to be a far more interesting guy than the initial impression. The three guys has a great discussion about swimwear, Chris, and who was hot looking, guys and ladies. Len stayed back at the pool as the two guys left. He was laying on his stomach on one of the loungers. Truth be told, he had to lay that way, his jammer suit outlining his erect manhood. Len had become turned on while wearing his jammer, but all the cute guys and all the talk about Chris. It just happened. Len was a bit freaked out about his predicament, especially since his arousal was not letting up. In fact, he was getting even more aroused by the feel of the tight swimsuit and the thoughts he was having in his head.

“Len was pretty fun,” Alex said as the two guys laid side by side on Alex’s bed. “I never would have guessed.”

“Yeah, and he looked pretty great in that tight swimsuit, too.” Patrick replied. “I think I want to get a suit like that.”

“I think you look just fine in the ones you have,” Alex replied. Alex reached over and rubbed Patrick’s chest and nipples, causing him Patrick to immediately respond.

“Don’t start what unless you will finish,” Patrick said to Alex with an alluring smile. . Within seconds the two guys were all over each other, their tight and bulging swimsuits touching frequently. They embraced chest to chest, package to package. The feel of their parts connecting was beyond erotic. They continued to stimulate each other, enjoying the feel of their aroused bodies rubbing, touching and feeling the other. The swimsuit were being stretched well beyond their limits.

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“Did you have a good swim?,” Reid started out the conversation.

“Yes, a bit sluggish but it felt great to swim,” Chris replied.

“How long have you been swimming?” Reid asked, his hand motioning Chris to sit down. Chris remained standing directly in front of Reid, giving Reid a perfect view of Chris’s swimsuit frontal attributes. Chris’s legs were spread a bit wide, his stance very athletic and strong. His legs were muscular and tight, and his abs looked solid and firm. His scrumptious face had a cute smile. Reid practically boinged in his swimsuit just looking at Chris.

“Gosh, since I was five I think.” Chris replied, his tight legs flexed a little. “How about you?”


“I started in college, not on a team, just for fitness.” Reid replied. He rubbed his own legs with his hands and spread them a bit, giving himself more room to grow between them. Reid was fascinated with Chris and it was reflected in both his hormonal response and in how his eyes marveled at the handsome, sculptured body before him. Reid especially liked the way Chris filled out the Turbo swimsuit and he wondered what he looked like underneath the tight colorful swimsuit. “Plus I really like the swimsuits,” Reid added. “I have about thirty swimsuits in my collection.”

Chris smiled. “Me too. I have maybe sixty swimsuits, might be more. I love Turbo’s best.” Chris had no idea he was sending certain cues to Reid .

“I’d love to see your collection, maybe we could model for each other.” Reid replied.

“Ha, yeah that would be fun,“ Chris thought the statement was a bit bold, but he played along. Reid’s was now sure Chris was also into guys. Reid was more intrigued and excited over his new friend.

“Hey, I need to get changed and then I want to swing by the swim shop on my way out,” Chris broke the conversation.

“Yeah, I guess we should get going,” Reid replied standing. He reached over and touched Chris’s shoulder as he stood. It felt as muscular as it looked. Reid wanted to touch more, but left it at a quick feel of Chris’s deltoids.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

The two guys headed toward the locker together. Reid tried to conceal the arousal he was showing, his bulge about to burst with desire. Chris had no clue. In the locker room, both guys showered . Their lockers were in separate areas, so they changed privately. Chris simply slipped his shorts over his damp swimsuit, which he had air dried in the swimsuit dryer. A little moisture seeped into the shorts, giving his crotch and butt a wet lock, almost as if he had pee’d himself. Reid had slipped into a pair of white pleated shorts and a purple polo top, looking like he just stepped out of a photo shoot for DNA. Underneath Reid wore a tight and erotic pair of N2N briefs that helped position himself for a nice bulge in the fashionable shorts.

“Hey Chris,” Reid said as he walked over to Chris‘s locker row. “You want to go out sometime?” Reid asked. “There are some pretty good hot spots I can show you,” Reid added. Chris knew Reid meant something more than just hanging out. Chris had no idea how to respond.

“You know, Reid, I’d love to, but I don’t know what our schedule is yet. Not sure I can.” Chris answered trying to wiggle back out of any budding relationship.

“Let’s exchange phone number and email, we can message later and work it out,” Reid persisted. “One more thing, can I take you picture?” Reid asked.

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“Dude, got you a surprise,” Chris said as he entered the hotel room. Alex was laying on the bed in just a pair of boxer briefs. Patrick was back in his own room. Chris tossed a Turbo Netherlands swimsuit at his roommate. Size 30. In his other hand he held up the size 28 he bought for himself. The sizes were actually European, so Chris had bought the equivalent. “We both got one.” Chris smiled.

Alex jumped up and gave Chris a big hug. “Man, you are the best,” he said. “This is so cool.” Alex quickly proceeded to rip himself out of his underwear and slipped the suit on. It looked and fit perfect. “Patrick will be so jealous,” he beamed.

“Glad you like it,” Chris replied. “I was sure you would.”

[Dooley67]

Absolutely terrific chapter, STS. You introduced several new levels in this chapter, the generosity of Chris in buying the Turbo for Alex, the more relaxed relationship with Chris' coach as they swam together, and the realization, finally, that Reid was actually hitting on him. And true to form, Chris just kind of accepted it, albeit uncomfortably, but made no disparaging remarks and no put down of Reid's orientation.


I have a question I want to pose to the forum. As a straight guy, Chris was clueless that Reid was hitting on him until Reid asked about going out sometime. That's when Chris finally realized Reid was hitting on him.

Here's the question: are most straight guys unaware when another guy is hitting on them? As a straight guy who also sees certain guys as attractive, I had one experience in a hotel hot tub when a guy who was effeminate and flamboyant was hitting on me and I knew it. But I don't know if I'd recognize it with some guy who wasn't flamboyant. So, what do you all think?

D67

[Captain.Jammer]

Originally Posted by Dooley67

...

I have a question I want to pose to the forum. As a straight guy, Chris was clueless that Reid was hitting on him until Reid asked about going out sometime. That's when Chris finally realized Reid was hitting on him.

Here's the question: are most straight guys unaware when another guy is hitting on them? As a straight guy who also sees certain guys as attractive, I had one experience in a hotel hot tub when a guy who was effeminate and flamboyant was hitting on me and I knew it. But I don't know if I'd recognize it with some guy who wasn't flamboyant. So, what do you all think?

D67

I believe I would be totally clueless. My wife has pointed out to me rare occasions that women have been flirting with me, and I am like, "What? Really?" So, I am certain that I would not notice a guy doing a similar thing.

[Captain.Jammer]

I wholeheartedly concur with the many praises given to this story.

You are doing a fantastic job, SwimTeamSpeedo! Love it.

I am looking forward to the many more chapters headed our way detailing this Summer in the band!

[NE_OH_thonger]

I'm coming from the opposite side. I'm a Gay man, and if I found someone attractive, but wasn't sure of his orientation, I would proceed cautiously. Given how oblique the reference may be, it would not be surprising if a Straight person would be completely oblivious to my efforts to determine what team they play for (so to speak).