It was the second week of swim practice during my junior year of High school. Let’s be honest I joined the team for more than just my love of swimming. I was a gay closeted boy who saw an opportunity to see hunky boys wearing nothing but skin tight Speedos, and I pounced on the chance to sign up.
First thing Monday morning Mike (coach) laid out what the week’s practices would look like, and who we would be swimming against. He split us up into different lanes. Before he sent us away to preform our drills he announced that we had a new team mate.
“Everybody I would like you to meet Ryan, our newest addition to the swim team.”
Whatever Coach said after that I didn’t hear because I couldn’t take my focus off of Ryan. Ryan was a senior who looked like he could have been a junior in college. Ryan matched my definition of perfection. Everything from his muscular arms, chiseled abs, to his toned calves begged for my attention.
As he walked in my direction I couldn’t keep my heart from racing. He stuck his hand out to shake mine. I grabbed it, and shook hands. His grip was strong, and commanding. He gave me a wink that made my knees shake.
“Let’s go.” He said indicating to our lane. “Would you like to lead or follow?”
“You can go first, I’ll follow” I replied. Secretly I just wanted to swim behind him so that I could stare at his body, and watch as his muscles moved to form the strokes.
I was able to distract myself enough to finish practice. Everyone else was already heading towards the locker rooms when Ryan, and I exited the pool.
“You two are the last ones out which means you guys get to clean up!” yelled coach from across the pool.
We flashed him a thumbs up, and he exited the pool deck.
As soon as the door clicked shut Ryan was standing right next to me smiling. Without saying a word he reached down and started rubbing my cock through my Speedo. As it began to grow he leaned in for a kiss. His sent filled my nose. It was intoxicating. His tongue entered my lips. Our tongues twisted and twirled around each other in a way that is only comparable to two lovers dancing the Tango.
In the meanwhile I was grabbing his THICK cock that was growing underneath his red Speedo. I broke away from his kiss, and began to reach my hand into his Speedo, and before I even realized what had happened I was on my knees level with his massive fuck rod.
“You want this cock?” He asked while he slapped my check with it.
“Yes!” I replied desperately.
In an instant his cock was in my throat choking me. I couldn’t take it. It was too big, but he didn’t care he wanted me to choke! Finally he let me up for air, but he wasn’t done with me yet.
In a split second he had my speedo around me knees. He spit on his cock, and in one hard thrust he plunged it all the way inside me. It hurt, but it was wonderful, and we both knew that it’s what I wanted. He pounded me harder, and harder. I almost couldn’t take it. I pushed up against his force, and felt his hand come around my body, and begin to stroke my cock to the rhythm of his hips. Our breathes deepened, and he was getting close. His thrusts where becoming, faster, harder, and deeper, and I could feel his cock beginning to swell.
With a moan, and one deep thrust he filled me with his juices. It felt incredible. I couldn’t take it any longer, with his hand still stroking my cock I exploded. We both collapsed onto the pool deck and laid there for several minutes breathing heavily, and caressing each other’s naked bodies.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He said with a wink and a slap on the ass. He got up and walked towards the locker rooms.
I laid there for a second more, and got up to replace my speedo. I gathered my things, and walked out.
Over the next several months we had numerous encounters that let left us both breathless, and craving more. All too soon swim team was over, and I didn’t see him anymore. I still think about our encounters. And imagine what would happen if we saw each other today. Who knows maybe someday I will find out?
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