It was Ryan's first swim-team competition. He was a freshman in college and had joined the team only two months ago. Yet, his experience as a community center swim instructor convinced everyone that he was ready. Ryan had the body to show it. He stood at 5'11", boasting toned arms, a slim chest with a developing six-pack, and muscular legs. Ryan was most comfortable wearing Speedos, which fit snugly against his firm ass. Aside from the way it felt, he wore the Speedo in hopes that he'd catch the eye of his teammate, John.

Since Ryan first laid his eyes on the bronzed, muscular hunk that was John, he fantasized about what they could do together. However, John never seemed to pay him any more attention than a regular friend would. They would exchange jokes, and have conversations, but Ryan would wonder if John ever noticed him examining the massive bulge in his swim trunks. One day, he knew he would find out. After the teams were assembled on the pool's deck, the competition began. Ryan wished he was sitting next to John, but John was scheduled to race first, while Ryan would be among the final swimmers. "Finally, I'll be able to show off what I can do and he'll like me even more!", thought Ryan. He watched John make his way to the front of the pool, eyeing his large dick swing in his trunks with each step.

John slipped into the water as the other college's swimmer entered the adjacent lane. At the referee's whistle, they darted through the waters. The other swimmer was moving at a quicker pace than John, and in a matter of seconds, John began trailing him. Ryan stood and yelled, "Come on John! I know you can do it!" John began to swim faster, but he never caught up. Ryan was saddened for John, but felt that if he could do well, John would look up to him. After most of his teammates beat the visiting team, it was Ryan's turn. The rotation pitted Ryan against the same guy who beat John. When the whistle went off, Ryan swept through the water, leaving the other guy far behind. The audience cheered as he reached the goal. His team was declared the winner, and the swimmers cheered and made their way into the showers.

In the shower room, the swimmers were happily discussing their victory. Ryan joined in the reveling, and soon found it hard to control his growing erection as the sexy, naked, wet guys hugged and patted him. Then, John came forward and hugged him. This was too much for Ryan, who's dick grew to its full 8 inches as it brushed against John. John smiled and said "Keep up the good work", as he turned to congratulate the other teammates. Ryan was nervous. "I wonder if he noticed me getting hard on him. Maybe he didn't. Everyone is just excited in here now." One of the teammates yelled, "Why don't we go to Friday's to celebrate?", and was answered by a series of "Yeah!" and "Cool!" Soon, everyone was in the locker room rushing to leave. Ryan almost rushed into his clothing as well, but he noticed that John was getting ready slower than all of the other guys." Ryan slowed his pace as well, and soon he found himself in the locker room with John alone. He moved closer to him.
"The other guys already left, dude. Aren't you gonna catch up with them?"
"I'm not sure I'm going, Ryan. I didn't put in anything towards that win."
"Well, yeah you did.
Ryan did his best to comfort John. John looked up at him, and was met by a smiling Ryan.
"You made that other guy tired. You were swimming pretty fast there. He was really tired by the time he raced against me."
John faintly smiled, and Ryan continued to tell John everything he thought that John would want to hear. During the length of the conversation, Ryan heard the pool door shut, and knew that the only way out was through the staircase in the team's locker room. Still, he continued to console John. He put his hand on John's shoulder, and his dick began to grow again. Not letting go of John, Ryan said,
"You did fine, John. You've been on the team for a whole year, you have what it takes to beat him. This just wasn't your day, bro. I bet you'll beat swimmers even faster than him. You could always come and practice with me at the center where I teach swim classes."
John put his hand on Ryan's upper arm and said,
"Looks like you care a lot about all of this. Don't you?"

Before Ryan could find a way to answer the question, John moved forward, and Ryan froze in nervous pleasure, his dick fully hard once again. As John's full 9 inches grew on Ryan's dick, he whispered in Ryan's ear "I like that.", and kissed him. They kissed slowly, as they began to explore each other with their hands. Ryan turned so John would be able to grab his ass. John ran his fingers on Ryan's smooth ass and then squeezed it as his dick throbbed. Ryan couldn't be more turned on. He began to kiss John more passionately, and then guided John onto one of the locker room benches. Ryan gently motioned for John to lie on his back. He lowered himself, and began to grind his ass on John's dick. John started to moan in pleasure and grabbed Ryan's hips, as he felt the firm ass gyrating on him. Ryan moved down the bench and lowered his lips to John's dick, licking the head. "At last!", thought Ryan, before sliding all of John's hard dick through his lips.
John closed his eyes and began to breathe quickly. He murmured,
"Aww, yeah... Keep sucking that dick...yeah..."
Ryan motioned his head up and down his dick, speeding up as John moaned. John was amazed that Ryan could take 9 inches of dick into his warm, eager mouth. Ryan lowered his lips, allowing his face to meet the base of John's shaft. In a rush of excitement, John pumped his dick furiously up and down Ryan's mouth. He began to moan in satisfaction as he thrashed his dick faster and faster. Sensations of pleasure rushed through John's body. Ryan, who was in total bliss, felt at least four loads of thick semen splash into his mouth. The salty cream dripped down his lips as he started stroking his own dick. John sat up and started sucking Ryan's neck. Ryan jerked his dick until he released his load. It shot up onto both of their chests. They sat on the bench for nearly a minute, recovering from the excitement. Ryan stood and made his way to the showers again, and turned the water on. John followed, and tried to turn on the adjacent shower, but it did not come on. "The people must really be shutting the building down for the day." He stepped under Ryan's shower, and they showered together, gently touching each other every so often. When they finished showering, they returned to the locker room, drying up and gathering their clothing quickly. They opened the door to the staircase and ran up two flights of stairs, and through the door, exiting the gymnasium through the side exit.
"So, how 'bout Friday's? Maybe the others are still there. They may go somewhere afterwards", asked Ryan.
John looked at Ryan and grinned.
"No. How about Friday."

~kisses~

-Mocha