He was standing on the edge of the pool deck, no idea that he was being closely observed … more like totally scrutinized … as he was stretching out and catching his breath from the series of seemingly endless laps he had just completed before turning and walking over to the bench to retrieve his towel.
Leo was unconsciously standing there in the middle of the adjacent hallway, unintentionally staring intently into the tinted windows overlooking the pool area, having suddenly stopped dead in his tracks as he was making his way to the lockers from the workout room, sweaty, exhausted, and feeling slightly horny from his intense routine.
Bryan had just emerged from the pool. He raised his arms over his head and stretched out almost catlike, and for a moment or two, tightened up his entire body and tensed his muscles, flashing his broad shoulders, long athletic limbs, slightly rippled abdomen, tapering waist and flat stomach. The wetness of his skin was glistening in the bright overhead lights and the tiny droplets of water covering his entire body were sparkling as he shifted, which only accented his features all the more.
The tiny, tight, extremely little low-riding Speedo he was wearing this morning was completely plastered to his well-toned and taut swimmer body like a second layer of skin. This suit was an eye-catching, vibrant shade of blue with no more than one-inch high white side panels and the word “Arena” emblazoned on the front in bold white lettering. The front of the suit was seriously bulging out from the bulk of his extremely generous package, with the wet fabric effectively outlining every bit of the detail of his manhood, right down to the individual orbs of his large balls, the elongated shape of his long thick shaft, and the flanged crown ridge of his plump cut head, all of it being displayed in the thin, almost skin-tight material.
As he turned around, displaying the snug-fitting fabric of the suit gripping right to the well-defined contours of his backside with the rear seam riding right in between his sweet rounded cheeks and the wet material cupping perfectly to those magnificent little globes, showing a little more than a hint of butt-crack and absolutely showcasing the sweet curves of his athletic ass … almost like he wasn’t wearing a suit at all. There was a strange symbol in white and silver on the left rear side of the suit. Was it Japanese or Chinese? Leo wasn’t sure, but all he could feel was himself reflexively plumping up just at the sight of the boi as the swimmer flexed again before he turned away and began walking toward the door to the showers.
The next thing Leo knew, Bryan was there with him in his bedroom, clad in only the Speedo. Standing there with his suit full from his substantial endowment and smiling from the promise of what was about to happen as he raised his arms over his head … just like at the pool … but only now, with Leo standing in front of him and running his strong hands down along the tight, almost completely naked body before slipping his fingers under the front of the waistband as he undid the drawstring, then … slowly … seductively … peeled the snug-fitting Speedo off the toned swimmer body … exposing the partially excited manhood, suddenly springing free from the tight confines of the suit … and as he turned him around, revealing the sweet little ass of his dreams … the one that he was going to finally open up … then Totally Fuck … as he continued to run his hands down the exposed flesh of the powerful thighs as he was sliding the tight little suit down the length of his long legs.
From that point on, everything that happened occurred in a rapid series of glimpses and flashes as Leo’s wettest of dreams finally came true. He was instantly guiding a very agreeable Bryan backwards onto the bed, the person he most wanted who was now laying back and more than willingly lifting his legs as Leo was pulling the Speedo the rest of the way down to the ankles and off the feet, carelessly discarding the tiny suit on the floor.
Bryan moaning out when Leo took the plump and ready head in his mouth … and began greedily sucking on him … more than quite surprised that his cock was bigger than his brother Kris’s … and only because the tight little Speedo’s that he wore were definitely concealing his true size. Leo had an idea that Bryan was also quite well endowed, but not to that extent as he held the thick, hard shaft in one hand and carefully and skillfully slid the huge flared head down to the back of his throat … moving his tongue just the right way and causing Bryan roll his eyes into the back of his head and breathe out in undeniable pleasure as he moved further and further down the long, shaft.
Going as far as he could, holding it in place for as long as possible before backing all the way off, he began slowly licking his way down the entire length of the backside of the long, thick, hard shaft … then along the smooth skin of the almost totally hairless balls … and going lower … then lower still … moving down along that smooth and very sensitive span of flesh as he was grasping the powerful, yet extremely flexible legs and pushing them back and apart, spreading the recipient wide open and exposing the very object of his desire.
Hesitating slightly before touching the surface of the tiny and tightly closed puckered opening with the tip of his tongue … causing a moan and a shiver to be emitted from the receiving body … soon followed by more and more sounds of pleasure as he started methodically working his way along …then into … the puckered folds. First, with a series of gentle touches … then moving in a definite circular motion … the boi squirming and moaning from the incredible feelings as Leo was using is tongue on a spot and in a way that without a doubt would make him totally melt from the intense sensations … one that Leo knew that definitely was guaranteed get him to open up … and finally let him in … as he detected the inherent tightness began to gradually relax … and then slowly blossom to the action … allowing Leo to gain some depth with his tongue to a yet another newfound realm of pleasure.
Now, he was teasing the wet, slightly relaxed hole with his well-lubricated fingertip. Circling … massaging … probing … and finally, penetrating that tight little opening … all to the sounds of distinct pleasure as he slowly slid his finger all the way in … feeling the tight band of muscles slipping down along the surface of his thick digit … the now extremely hard cock of his subject jumping in reflex as he expertly located the incredibly sensitive prostate gland and pressed against it … intensifying the moaning all the more as he skillfully massaged that hottest of hot spots, causing a thick, wet drool of pre-cum to begin to ooze from the slit of the big plump head.
Feeling he was sufficiently warmed up and quickly rolling him over, with a subservient Bryan now face-down on the bed, his glorious ass raised up and ready to receive as Leo prepared his throbbing and unbelievably hard cock with a generous amount of lubricant from the container that he had ready on the nightstand, his huge slick tool glistening in the soft lighting and now undeniable harder than he ever felt before, holding himself steady while he positioned himself for entry as he pressed his huge, plump head right up against the extremely small and uninitiated opening.
The initial penetration was better than he ever imagined. He had popped more than one ass cherry in his life, but those experiences were nothing like this. Suddenly, a virgin Bryan gasping out at the hard push and first entry, Leo breaching his virgin hole which was very hot, incredibly tight and extremely intense, gripping him in an embrace that was tighter than anything he could ever imagine, squeezing firmly and resisting passage before eventually relaxing and letting him inside.
Soon, Bryan was totally taking it. Moaning out in undeniable pleasure as Leo slowly buried his entire length into the snug depths of the tight, newly breached opening, stretching out and filling up the never before fucked tunnel and definitely feeling every bit of the tight resistance and snug squeezing sensations from the complicated structure of flesh and muscles that was now completely wrapped around his thick, slick tool.
He pulled almost all the way out … then pushed back in. And he did it again … and again … and again … savoring every bit of the drag and resistance as he began to give it to him … just like he always wanted.
Now, he was really fucking Bryan. Bryan was not only handling it, but urging him on … loving it … wanting it … needing it … and begging for more as Leo repeatedly thrust his long, thick cock back and forth non-stop in and out of the tight, hot, slick tunnel, feeling nothing but the pure pleasure of naked skin sliding along skin … then flesh hitting against flesh … as he relentlessly hammered away at the hot boi faster and harder.
He was almost there … he could feel it. Oh, Fuck! … it was going to be a huge one … he just knew it … as he got ready to release his load … feeling himself building up more and more … then going … going … going …
Suddenly, with a start, Leo awoke from his lurid dream. He was breathing heavily and sweating profusely, his sheets were in a tangled mess, and he had an absolutely raging boner that without a doubt, needed to be dealt with, currently fully engorged and extending well past the boundaries of the underwear he had worn to bed.
The black Speedo that Kris had worn earlier in the week, clutched in his hand in a tangled, jumbled mass of fabric … and one of Bryan’s. An item that was ‘borrowed’ from the depths of Bryan’s backpack, Leo hoping it was not missed and providing all the more fuel for his relentless fantasy. The suit, now probably too big for Bryan as he now seemed to prefer smaller, tighter, lower suits, recently taking to wearing a different styles of Speedos and was completely and probably totally unaware of what he looked like in them and clueless of what he was continually doing to Leo.
With a dollop of silky smooth and extremely slick Stroking Gel from the drawer of the nightstand, he laid back and wrapped his fingers around his relentless hardness and started moving his clenched hand up and down his hard, thick shaft as he felt his heart settling into a steady rhythm, slowing down, then speeding up as he massaged himself into a different type of frenzy … sliding his hand up and down faster and faster using the visions and images from his extremely intense and almost too real dream … feeling himself building up … boiling over … then exploding … as he unleashed himself and climaxed to the most elusive fantasy of fucking that unbelievably hot Speedo-clad Swimmer Boi … uncontrollably gushing jet after jet after jet of hot, thick, wet ropes of cum all over his chest and stomach, with the fluid continuing to flow out of his large, plump head drenching his balls and trickling down to the sheets beneath him as he throbbed and throbbed and throbbed until his balls were drained and the moment had passed.
A sleepy Kris who occasionally stayed over, stirred next to him, muttering something in his sleep before returning to his own deep slumber, the damp sheets with the underlying odor of sweat, the slightly sweetish smell of lubricant, and the even more distinct, slightly pungent, tangy scent of his semen now permeating the still night air, his breathing uneven and ragged, and he was sweating from the episode, all the aftermath from the big, wet, hot gooey mess that he shamelessly splattered all over himself as he felt his heart gradually slowing and he came down from the quick and intense self-induced orgasm.
Soon, he was again asleep, and again dreaming of cracking that tight little ass he so desperately wanted.
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