Swimmers

By joe wells

Published on Jul 1, 2011

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This story is based partly on truth and also a bit of fiction, names have been changed,

if you're under the leagal age wherever you're from stop reading now...

but i know you wont.. this story involes m/m sex and i apologise for spelling and lack of capitals.. i just cant be stuffed haha

if you wanna contact me its ummhey@hotmail.co.nz but dont be fat old and rank, thats nit what im all about.

so enjoy i guess ------------------------------------------------------------------------- part 1

me:

my names sam, Ive just turned 18, im tall have shorty alty cut brown hair, blue eyes that everyone always comments on and a good body due to being a compeditive (nationally ranked) swimmer and regional waterpolo player and doing surf life saving over the summer. i live in a small city in new zealand with my parents in a pretty wealthy suburb i guess, i know my parents earn more than most which is why i drive a 2011 jeep wrangler. i have an older brother but he moved out two years ago to a flat close to the university. I'm in my last year at one of the top colleges in new zealand starting back after summer. it has about 1000 boys all hand selected by the rector for sport academic or cultural specialties. ive know ive been into guys since i was about 16 and have done stuff with some mates to "experiment"


My mum had been on the phone to my swimming coach since i left the house and went to my seperate granny flat. it was pretty cool actually i had two bedrooms a lounge an ensuite that joined the two bedrooms and a kitchen and bathroom. and it was all accesible through the garage so i didnt have to go outside to get into the main house. i was back in the house for lunch now, it had been 3 hours since id finished swimming and had breakfast and mum was still on the phone. after i had lunch she got off and turned to me "sam, do you remember Shane porter? he used to swim against you sometimes in the 100 free?", "yes mum, he still does... why?", "well he's moving down here for his last year of school so that he can train with your swimming club..", "well im sure ill see him round then..?", "yes you will sam.. he'll be living with us.." i realised why this was such an awkward conversation, she thought i'd be pissed because id be moving out of the flat so she tried to break it to me gently.. fuck that Shane was a babe he could use the other bedroom so i could see him hopefully in less than speedos or racing togs!

"when's he moving down? and will he be staying in the flat with me? or...?", mum looked at me sympathetically, "i think we should give him the flat so he can have some privicy and you can move back into your old room. and hes down next week", "fuck that mum! i finally get the flat with josh gone.. im staying, there is like 3 other bedrooms he could use!", "dont swear at me, and i guess we can ask him when hes down, maybe you could both share the flat so you dont wake your father and i up in the morning when you go to swimming? (YESSSSSSS) i would tell him mum said he was staying in the flat with me! mum and dad were never home, mum was always traveling with her sister, around nz or the world and dad was always at work or sleeping so nobody would argue my lie..

shane moved down the next wednesday two weeks before school started back, he was coming to my school because of his swimming and waterpolo he was accepted immediatly. we had a bit of an awkward start but i was trying to make it as comfortable as possible when he came though the air port he walked over to me, "sup man" he said with a smile on his gorgeous tanned face, "hey bro how was the flight"

"aww planes are planes, ya know?"

"yeah haha, lets go get your bag eh? mums sorry she couldnt come shes away.. and dads busy.. its gonna be like this alot haha, just you and me.. oh and summer breaks carl is usually here too but hes in france for another winter.."

"aw cool, always wanted to go to france haha" shane had 4 bags all bursting with clothes and crap he probably didnt need. we grabbed two each and headed to the door, there wasnt too many cars around and the bay i let him to had a shitty old honda and my jeep in it. he started to walk towards with honda, i let him for a bit then called after him "...where are you going?" he turned around and looked confused as i beeped the jeep open and put the bags in his confusion turned to a huge smile "holy shit, this car is dope! is it yours or you parents, omg its huge and so new! what year is it? HOLY SHIT"

"ahh its 2011 and its mine get in haha. the whole way home he pumped his ipod at full volume listening to the mean bass in the boot. but the suprise of the car was nothing compaired to my house. we live at the end of my street its long and the further you go up the bigger the sections and houses get "so this is woodfield street eh? what are you number 74, and we are at... 20..."

"haha yeah you dont have to count mail boxes shane, ive been here a few times before" i said with a cheaky smile. we pulled into my drive "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!"

we drove to the garage and i opened the door to my parking space, i got out and turned the lights on, it lit up a porshe am audi and a bmw two cars were gone, dad had the hilux and mum had the other audi. "THIS IS NUTS how are you so fucking rich! your house is bigger than my garage! well not really but you know what i mean, WHAT THE FUCK?! how long will it take us to navigate to my room??"

"well that is just through that door then a little hall.. we are just staying in the granny flat is that all good?"

"fuck yeah man, this house is sick"

after about a week of shane being here i told him i was going to a party for the last weekend of holidays and that he should come, we had both turned 18 just after new years so we could go to town afterwards then just taxi home, he was down for it, so i asked him what he was gonna wear out.. "just what ive got on i guess.." wrong answer.. "na mate, i doubt that, we're going to town, we spent a couple of hours trying clothes on and i brought the stuff he really liked and said it was mine but he could borrow it because he wouldnt let me pay otherwise haha. we got lunch then brought our alcohol and drove home, the party was dope so many hot girls and guys everybody fizzing over the hot new guy i brought with me, town was better the drinks were cheap and so were the bitches, we headed home at about 3.30am and stumbled into the flat to collaps on the couch, "i need a pissss" i slured, "i need a WANK!" shane shouted and i repleyed "let me piss first"

"na i dont need the bathroom i just leave it on me" even in a drunk state i snapped out in shock "..what?"

"joking im joking broo" but i didnt know if he was, and he did seem to be filling out his pants more than usual..

after my piss i come back to find shane had tried to take his clothes off on the way to bed but sat down on a chair to take his shoes off after realising that shoes come off before jeans, and fallen asleep with a shirt on, his pants rounf his ancles and ...a jock stap on? i thought that was like only in america and porn people wore them but anyway it was hot, i wasnt complaining, i lifted him up a bit and dragged him to his room then realised i it would have been easier to drag him had he not had pants round his ancles.. when i dumped him on the bed we woke up a bit and said "sam, youree daa besst maate iive had EVER!" and conked out,i thought it was a bit of a permature statement consideirng we only chatted at big swim meets and had the last two weeks together, but we were getting pretty close and the alcohol probably added to his thinking. anyway, i pulled off his chucks (such a hassel when youre tired and want to go to bed) then i unbuttoned his shirt to reveal those hot pecks and that perfect 8 pack. i pulled it off and then pulled his pants fully off.. looking ta his lying in a jock strap i took advantage of this situation and snapped a few pics of him on my phone, then rollend him over to look at that perfect ass i only saw at swimming because his jeans were always low and he wore tall-tees that went to not far above his knees, sure it looked cool but i reckon his ass was cooler. without realising i was softly rubbing his soft cheaks.. soon my hands were softly touching the whole back of his body, from he ass to the small of his back, up to his shoulders back to his ass down his thighs. he felt so good and was so tanned... i noticed that he didnt have tog tan lines.. so i lifted the top of his jock strap to see if he tanned in one of these, but no.. no tan lines at all... dam it was hot, once again my hands were wondering, but this time onto my chest and abs and down to my crotch and i slowly pulled my cock out and started to wank while rubbng my passed out mates perfect body i guess i must have been getting too forceful or loud whatever it was i heard an "aww saaam"

FUCK! i bolted through the ensuite to my room threw my clothes off and jumped into bed nd pretended to be asleep incase he came in after about 20 minutes in had a wank looking at my new picks of the stud i lived with now.and you can bet i came... alot...

the next morning it was as if nothing happened, we were all good. and it stayed that way which i was glad, it was like that at school too he was in my physics chem bio and pe classes and he was actually becoming my best mate. he obviously made the polo team and swum with me so we spent most of our free time and training/school time together.. all the while i was wondeirng though, when he moaned when i was touching him, was it an "aww saaaam kep going!" or an "aww sam! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!" i was too wasted to remember and it was so long ago now.. the next time we went out, much the same thing happened but this time iwas determinded to make something happen..

when we got home i brought up how i didnt get with anyone, he was sitting opposite me on the couch and said "yeah, nobody there would get with me, well not who i wanted.." i was thinking what the fuck all the bitches want his dick even phoebe and shes like fully against everything but admitted to her friends that she wouldnt say no if he offered. anyway, "shane bro, you could have anyone"

"i dont want anyone"

"what do you wnat then? i asked leaning forward trying to make it seam casual (being drunk it might have seemed that way, i hope it did..) and he looked me right in the eyes and said "you" and leaned in and kissed me. YESSSSSSSSS thsi was everything i had wanted since day one, fuck yeah, this was the goods! we kept kissing and i pushed him back on the coush and climbed over him started kissing again but thies time undoing his jeans and putting my hand in rubbing his hardening buldge. he had his hand on my ass and moved it up onto the small of my back then he slid it under my jocks and started to feel my smooth hairless ass. moved down and got out his cock. holy shit. it had to be 9 inches, it was way bigger than mine and i was about 8.. i started giving him the gobbie of his life, he was moaning and saying my name.i came up and looked him in the eyes and said "i want you to fuck me" he didnt reply "i said "you ok?" worried that he would be freaking out now.. and he looked embarrassed and said "i never evn fucked a chick before.."

"oh thats ok man, we dont have to" shocked at this studs statement and he said "i always wanted to do it with a guy but was too afraid to tell anyone or that they would find out.."

"well when you're ready we can do whatever you want bro i said and started to ease off him. "NO! i wanna do it, i wanna fuck you sam, ive wanted it for so long!just tell me what to do!" i lead him though to my room and took my clothes off he did the same, i walked over to him and started to hook up with him and feel is hot tanned body press against mine, abs on abs, cocks rubbing cocks. it was awesome.i pulled back and said, "ok im gonna get on all fours and i want you to lick my ass hole." i did this, and he did as he was told, i was moaning and after a while i said "suck you fingers, get them moist and lubey then spit on my hole and finger me" he did as he was told and i moaned with pleasure and pain he stopped "DONT STOP!" i pleaded "oh sorry!" and he eased the back in. i tuned around still on all fours and starter to succk his big cock, fuck yeah this thing was a beast, i started to deep throat and he started moaning and saying my name like he had on the couch, i pulled off him and got on the bed on my back, andpulled my knees up, "righto sexy, put it in!!" he did just the fat head made it and i was like moaning "aw fuckkkk"

"shit sorry!" he pulled out "you dont stop when i moan its sore but if you leave it, it gets better!!"

"oh right sorry" he appologised this time he did the oposite and shoved the whole thing in all the wya to his pubes. ouch. "fuccck!!! just leave it for a bit!!" he was moaning too and my hot hole swollowed his pusling meat. he leanded forward and kissed me pasionately, "ok fuck me now. fuck me hard babe" and boy did her, he went crazy and pounded my hole for a good ten minutes before he shouted "fuck, im soooo close mannnn" same i moanded while tugging ferocuously on my meat, i knew i should cum first because my ass would spasum and make his first time feel even better. so i didnt, i wanked so hard it hurt, and then i called out "uhh im comminggg" and shot a massive load all over my chest and face while that set off shane he dumped what felt like a huge load inside of me. he started to move his dick in and out of my now sloppy lubed hole smileing and still shaking a bit he leaned in and kissed me then we both fel asleep, him still inside me.

the next morning i was alone in bed... wtf, why did i have a wet dream, theres cum everywhere.. i felt, and there was cum... EVERYWHERE! so it wasnt a dream we did fuck. be he pulled a root and scoot.. fuck, was this going to be awkward i wondered.. after a shower i walked into the kitchen to find shane cooling backon eggs bananas and hash browns. "smells good bro" i said, trying to sound casual and let him do the talking.. and he did "yeah man i was so wasted last night i cant remember a thing other than mcdonalds at about 6.30 haha" ...was this good or bad? "yeah same i guess.." later that night i was ready for a wank, i looked for the photos on my phone of the hot swimmer stud that just fucked me the night before... but after looking in every file and not finding them, i mealised shane must have seen them when he woke up, and deleted them.. so he did know. and remembered..

end of part one..

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