Meeting on the Mens Swim Team
Everyone always talks about the sexy guys that are members of a mens swim team, but I hadn’t ever really thought of it in those terms. I was always a member of the swim team in whatever school I attended and that included college. At one point in time, I had considered trying to make the Olympic swim team but decided that I wasn’t THAT dedicated. I simply wasn’t ready to give up my life to do something that wasn’t going to pay me any money unless I happened to be good enough. The odds didn’t impress me. However, I’m getting ahead of myself. Mens swimwearI lived a relatively “normal” life. I always had plenty of friends and a busy social life. In high school, I never had any problem getting girlfriends and I would have considered myself to be happy. Well, maybe not totally, ecstatically happy, but definitely content. It wasn’t until I reached college and got on the mens swim team there that I began realizing things about myself.
The guys that were on the team at the college I attended were a lot different than the ones on my high school team. These guys were older and more physically mature since some of them were seniors and already full-fledged adults. Even with their swimmer’s bodies they were still somewhat muscular. I enjoyed looking at them during practice. What didn’t occur to me at first is how much I loved looking at them in their swimsuits. It just felt like something natural to me that I would love the way they looked with their wet bodies gleaming in their very small mens swim team suits.
There was this one guy on the team that I really liked. His name was Zane, and he had this amazing body that almost seemed too muscular for a swimmer. On him, though, it worked beautifully. He was a strong swimmer with a body that looked like he lifted weights a lot. His hair was cut very short, like most of us, and he had the most amazing emerald green eyes I had ever seen. The fact that I noticed something like that should have given me a clue as to what was to come, but somehow it didn’t. It just felt ----natural.
One of the first meetings we had on the mens swim team was about what sort of competition suits we should get. I loved the site, koalaswim.com, because they had some of the hottest and naughtiest suits for guys you can imagine. Actually, I don’t think that anyone can imagine how hot those suits are. However, they’re pretty scarce with material and leave practically nothing to the imagination so I was pretty sure that a college swim team wasn’t going to go for those kinds of swimsuits.
Anyway, we all had to vote on some colors and styles because we needed several of them each for practice as well as competition. Since we had to pay for them out of our own pockets, most of the members of the mens swim team wanted to keep costs down. It didn’t matter that much to me because my parents were fairly well off financially so they’d pay for whatever I needed. But I understood that everyone didn’t have my advantages so I had decided to go along with what the majority wanted. I noticed that Zane was leaning toward some of the less expensive suits, which made me think he was probably not as lucky as me.
After we voted on the suits, Zane was still looking a bit troubled so I wandered over to him after the meeting broke up. I kept our conversation as low key and natural as possible while trying to figure out how I could work in the topic of the swimsuits. Finally, I just asked him what he thought about the swim suits the team had decided on. He said that they were ok but still a little pricey for him and he would have to figure out how he would pay for them. That gave me my opening.
I told him that I really thought he was a huge asset to the mens swim team and that I had some extra money that I would love to kick his way to help pay for his swim suits. He started to say no but I jumped in telling him not to decide just yet. Then I invited him to come to my apartment that night for dinner. He looked at me with this rather surprised look on his face, but he accepted the invitation.
We settled on a time and I gave him directions to my apartment. Then we parted ways. I walked away totally befuddled with myself. What had I just done? There’s no way I had just invited a GUY to have dinner with me! Yet, that’s exactly what I HAD done. What’s more, I was totally excited and nervous about it, just like I was going on a date with someone new. I had a dinner date with a member of the mens swim team. What in the hell was going on with me?
Even as I had all of these weird thoughts flying around in my head, I hurried to the supermarket and purchased some really great steaks, potatoes and salad mix. I figured that I couldn’t miss with a great steak dinner since I didn’t really know what sort of food Zane liked. Then I rushed home, put the steaks into marinate and took a shower. I took out a new shirt that I hadn’t had a chance to wear yet and put it on with a pair of my better fitting jeans. After having a last look in the mirror, I decided that I looked pretty good.
I had just started the grill on my patio going and was working on the salad when Zane arrived. Hoping he wouldn’t think I was goofy looking, I opened the door. As it turned out, he seemed to have gone to a lot of trouble with his appearance, too. Both of us smiled at each other sort of shyly as I stepped aside for him to enter my apartment. He looked around and told me it was a nice place. Leading him to the kitchen, I offered him something to drink. He asked for a glass of the wine that I was already drinking and sat at the bar while I chopped up vegetables for salad.
It was so nice to have someone to talk to like that. It felt like we had known each other forever. Dinner turned out great and we talked and laughed together as we ate. It was during dinner, also, that I got him to agree to let me help him pay for the suits of the mens swim team. He insisted that he would pay me back and I agreed, even though I knew I wasn’t going to be pushing that. As we settled onto my sofa in the living room to enjoy more wine, our conversation became a bit more personal.
Zane told me about his family and how he had been swimming all of his life. Then he said something that should have stopped me in my tracks. He said that it had been rather difficult to tell his parents that he was gay but they had been very supportive and only wanted him to be happy. I was nodding as he told this story. It was if a lightning bolt had struck me. I drained my glass of wine and set it on the coffee table. Then I looked at him and asked him directly how he had known he was gay. That set off a conversation that led me to admit just how attractive I found him and how drawn I was to him. He took my hand and didn’t let go of it as he admitted that he had found me very hot and had a hard time being around me during practice when we were wearing only our swimsuits.
I loved the way his hand felt in mine and I could easily get lost in his eyes. At that moment, any business of the mens swim team had left my mind. All I wanted from him right then was to feel his mouth on mine, kissing me. Almost as if he could read my mind, he told me that he really wanted to kiss me and I just leaned into him. As his mouth touched mine, it was so soft and passionate at the same time. I loved the way Zane’s tongue slipped its way into my mouth and danced with mine. I wanted this to go on and on.
I had to admit that I had never felt anything like this. It was if my body was on fire from my toes to my head and everywhere in between. We must have kissed for a long time but it didn’t seem that way. I just remember that suddenly I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted his hands all over me. My cock was so hard I thought I was going to explode. When Zane moved to lie on top of me while still kissing me, I pushed my hips so that my cock could press against him. When I felt his rock like cock come into contact with mine, my body was enflamed with heat.
I wasn’t sure what to do because I had never been with a man before, even after all of that time spent on the mens swim team. I wanted more of him and he didn’t seem to mind. So without asking, he stood up and asked me where my bedroom was. I could barely stand so I had to hold onto him as I pointed in the direction of my bedroom. He led me there and slowly undressed me. I was so weak from desire that I couldn’t have helped if I tried. He seemed to feel the same but he was also more experienced with this whole scene. I wanted him but I didn’t know HOW that was going to happen.
Zane soon showed me just how it was going to happen. Standing up so that I could clearly see him, he undressed. I loved watching how slowly and seductively he removed his clothes. When he got to his jeans, he took his time unzipping them and I realized that he was also doing it slowly because of the huge bulge his cock was making. He just happened to be wearing one of my favorite underwear items from koalaswim.com. It was the Man Load Bikini, a hot little black number that showed a lot while still keeping it hidden. I asked him to keep those on a bit longer if he could stand to.
His laugh had a sexy sound as he started working his mouth down my body until he stopped at my cock. He circled the head of it with his tongue and moved down both sides and all over my balls. I groaned and begged him to suck him. When he did, he sucked my entire cock into his mouth all at once, taking it into the back of his throat. I gasped and gripped his head with my hands. I didn’t know if it was right or not, but I started fucking Zane’s mouth. It was impossible to stop and when he removed his mouth, I practically whimpered. But then I saw that he was giving me the chance to fully appreciate the beauty of his cock, which I saw was throbbing steadily.
My mouth actually started to water. I wanted my lips wrapped around that amazing entity and I started to pull him toward me. Starting experimentally, I licked his cock all over with my tongue. It only made me want it in my mouth even more. Even though I had never sucked a cock in my life until that moment, I had no issues with it at all. In fact, Zane told me later that I was a natural.
Eventually, we both moved into a sixty nine position so that we could enjoy each other simultaneously. All I can say is that it was the single most exciting experience in my life up to that point. As we came together, I was hungry for the taste of his white hot cum as it slid down my throat. Yes, this was what I had always been missing.
That night was just the beginning for us. For the next 4 years, Zane and I were inseparable. Being on the mens swim team made it easier, until he moved in with me. After college, we took a break from each other because Zane wanted me to see what it was like to be with other men. As it turned out, I didn’t find anyone that I wanted to be with more than Zane. We’ll be holding our commitment ceremony soon and I’ve never been happier in my life.