Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2003 19:43:00 -0800 (PST)
From: pete baker <rpeet2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Masters Swim Team Seduction 2

After the encounter we both proceeded to our lockers
to get dressed (our lockers are in different areas of
the locker room). I was so overcome by guilt that I
was numb and dazed. The guilt led to paranoia. "Did
anyone see us?" I thought to myself. I sat on the
bench, still wrapped in my towel staring at my locker
for what seemed like an hour(but in reality, probably
15 minutes). My groin and ass were a bit sore from the
intense orgasm. I finally got myself dressed and
proceeded to work, successfully avoiding Chris in the
process.

I don't know how I made it through work that day. As
you can imagine, a million things went through my
mind, including the fact that technically, I cheated
on my wife. However, there was a little part of me
that was so deeply satisfied, kinda like a nagging
itch on my back had been scratched. By the time I got
home from work, I had for all intents and purposes,
regained my composure and could effectively function
around my wife.

Two days later was another practice as well as a
previously scheduled breakfast with Chris afterward.
For a long time, I debated not showing up, but we were
starting to train for a meet scheduled in two weeks
and I was starting to get to the point where I could
swim competitively with the other guys. I was already
in the pool warming up when Chris showed up. I
honestly did not know how I would react when I saw
him. But the minute he located me in the water, he
flashed his wide, toothy smile and I knew things were
cool. That plus the fact that I was not getting weird
stares from the other guys really helped ease the
intense paranoia I'd felt. He got in the water near me
and asked "are we still on for breakfast?" and I
nodded yes.

Practice was a BITCH that day, eased only by visions
of Chris' rockin' hot ass in his wet speedos.
Imagining every curve of his butt cheeks as well as
his hand cupping my cock and balls did wonders for
taking my mind off the pain of practice. Funny thing,
I think today was the first practice I had not focused
on Robby, the stud of the team.

We had our usual post practice team chats with each
other while we were all showering, talking mostly
about how we needed as much practice as we could get
to keep from getting our asses kicked at the meet. I
think unbeknown to the other guys, Chris and I were
sneaking glances at each other the entire time.

Chris has a nice body -- especially for someone close
to 40. His short curly hair, balding slightly is
usually tousled, making him look like a little kid.
His muscles are defined, but he's not cut or ripped.
Just a good, athletic build with some curves to it.
Like me, Chris is not terribly well hung (especially
after we peel off our speedos) but his cock is
perfectly shaped and proportioned. To me, it was a
mouth watering, suckable, mouthful. For a moment, I
felt the blood rush to my cock as I imagined his cock
growing in my mouth. I was dying to taste his come (or
anyone's other mine for a change). I quickly got my
mind on something else so that I could respectfully
walk out of the shower.

I got dressed first and waited for Chris in the lobby.
He emerged from the locker room in some blue scrubs.
He must of been wearing boxers because I could make
out his "nub" bouncing around in the front. We walked
to a small restaurant 2 blocks from the Y. All the way
there and up until the time we ordered, no mention was
made of the other day. He was clearly as nervous about
bringing it up as I was so I just started by saying
how I still have not gotten over and stopped thinking
about the other day. I explained how I was caught off
guard (pleasantly), and continued to talk about the
range of emotions I'd experienced over the course of
two days. He breathed a noticeable sigh of relief and
explained the similar feelings he was experiencing. Up
to that point, neither of us realized this was the
other's first encounter with a guy. I was amazed to
find out that Chris did not know exactly what he was
doing. We both assumed we were being seduced by the
other. After we both laughed a little comic relief, I
said, "there is no way that was the first time you
played with a guys ass." He said, "I've had my fingers
in hundreds of guys rectums and felt just as many
prostates. But I'm usually in and out in a few
seconds. I really just gave you an extra long exam."
We both laughed, agreed it was incredibly hot, that it
felt "right" and that we wanted to explore some more.
We also talked about our families, how important they
are and that we did not want to jeopardize those
relationships in any way.
The upcoming swim meet is about two hours away and
starts at 8:00 am. We talked about going the night
before so we would not ahve to leave at the crack of
dawn and it's clearly an opportunity for us to think
things through a little longer as well as some time to
potentially experiment a little more.

Thanks again for reading and allowing me to share this
with someone.

rpeet2@yahoo.com