Date: Fri, 16 Apr 1999 15:52:38 PDT
From: Todd Allen <hot_toddy2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Swimmin' with Schwimmer

The following story is purely fiction and does not reflect the sexual
orientation of any of the individuals names herein.

This is my first attempt, so please be kind.

SWIMMIN' WITH SCHWIMMER

It was early.  To damned early.  The cool water slowly began to wake my
muscles for the day ahead: meetings, meetings and more meetings.  I needed
a good, quick workout to get me started to face them all with a slightly
more pleasant outlook.  So I thought.

I got to the gym around 6:00am, before the daily onslaught.  I quickly shed
my white-collar uniform and slipped on my favorite pair of Speedos.  Not
the tiny kind, but slightly fuller cut.  A real swimmers suit, not a
sun-worshipper's scrap of material. I grabbed my towel and headed for the
pool.  On the way I caught a glimpse of my self in the full-length mirror
by the showers.  Not bad, I thought.  I'll probably never win the "Best
Body on the Beach" contest, but very respectable.  Not having your typical
swimmer's build, I'm a little beefier than most.  Broad shoulders, nicely
developed chest and arms, strong legs.  The swimming gave me the nice
V-shape to my torso and God kinda took care of the rest.  Then, I hit the
pool.

I was alone but for an elderly couple just finishing up their morning swim.
They were regulars who did one session in the morning and one in the
afternoon.  I knew them and we exchanged pleasantries as I grew accustomed
to the water.  Once they left, I proceeded with my normal regime: a short
freestyle warm-up, followed by back, breast, fly and then ending with free
again.  I didn't push it too hard or too long, as I still had work to get
through.

I finished up and was still alone; kind of odd, even for a weekday.  I
quickly dried off and headed for the locker room.  I guess I was a bit
preoccupied because I opened the door and went right in without even
looking up.  Before I knew it, I was flat on my back on the deck, seeing
stars.  Someone must have been coming out as I was trying to go in for we
collided and I slipped, hitting my head on the cold, tile deck.

"Oh, my God.  I'm so sorry.  Are you okay?"

I turned my head toward the sound and, framed by the stars, I caught sight
of one of the most handsome faces I had ever seen.

"I should have been paying more attention," he said.  "I get too wrapped up
in my own thoughts sometimes.  Here, let me help you up."

I felt a strong, firm arm reach under my and pull me up by the arms in one,
smooth motion.  I was still a little light-headed, but had pretty much
gained my composure again.  His arm was still around me and under my arm,
as I turned to him.  Then, it hit me.

"Hey, you're David Schwimmer, the actor, aren't you?"  Oh, yeah.  Real
cool.  I could have tried to sound more dorky than that, but I doubt I
would have succeeded.

"Yeah," was all he could muster.

All right, say something intelligent, stupid.  "Sorry about the collision.
My mind was somewhere else, too.  More than likely work."

"Yeah, I know how that is," he replied.

Then, suddenly, I realized what I was seeing.  Not only was David Schwimmer
actually standing in front of me, but he was practically naked!  He was
outfitted to do a few laps and I could tell that this was not his first
time swimming.  His towel was nonchalantly thrown across his broad
shoulders.  I took in the view down his well-defined chest and nice abs,
following his slight trail of hair past his naval to his navy blue Speedos.
And, they were packing quite a bulge, I might add.  He must have noticed my
obvious stare because he said, "Seems like navy blue Speedos are the
uniform of the day, huh?"  Our suits were exactly the same, only I think he
filled his out better.  Especially in the front. It was amazing that I was
able to keep myself from showing my interest a little too prominently,
especially in a small, tight suit.

"Well, again, I'm sorry about bumping into you," he said.

"No harm done," I said.

"At least let me make it up to you by taking you out to lunch later."

I was floored.  Had HE actually asked ME out?  Well, okay, it was probably
an innocent gesture on his part, but the thoughts running through my head
were anything but!

All I could do was nod.

"Great.  Do you work here in Manhattan?  I could have a car come pick you
up.  I'm doing some work in the studio today, but they do let us out for
bread and water around noon," he joked.

"I work in product marketing for a firm on Riverside Drive."

"Cool.  Write down the address and leave it for me at the front desk.  I'll
send a car around 11:45."

He thrust out his hand to shake mine.  His grip was solid, manly.  Oh, but
I knew that I had to have done something good in a past life to deserve
this.

"Great," I managed.  "I'll be ready."

With that he turned and headed for the other end of the pool.  Perfect, I
hadn't even give him my name.  I couldn't help but watch him as he walked
away, those incredibly tight buns sauntering away from me.  I quickly
pulled my self out of dreamland and headed for the showers.  The cold
showers.

I quickly dressed and took a quick peek out at the pool.  I could see him
smoothly slicing through the water in a killer fly, his buttocks rising
slightly out of the water with each stroke.  I tore myself away, leaving my
name, number and work address at the front desk, and hurried to work.
Obviously, I was somewhat distracted during my morning meetings.  They
crawled on and it seemed as if the clock were actually running backwards.
Finally, it was time and I headed for the lobby to meet the car.  Well, the
car turned out to be a limo and I was ushered to the studios in
surprisingly little time.  The driver told me which floor to head to and I
headed for the elevators.

After checking in with security, I was directed to a sound stage down the
hall.  I quietly opened the door and snuck in.  Too my surprise, there was
the entire Friends cast, rehearsing a scene.  As they broke, he saw me and
motioned me to join them.

"Hey, everybody.  This is Todd.  I ran into him at the gym this morning,
literally."

Everyone greeted me and I shook all their hands.  No one back at the office
was going to believe this one!

"I invited Todd to join us for a quick bite over our break."  My heart
sank. I thought it was just going to be him and me.  Turns out, I was just
part of the group.  Oh, well.  At least I'll get to hang out with some of
the most popular people in the country for an hour or so.  Maybe their
coolness will rub off on me?  Yeah, right.

We chose from the spread provided by the show's caterer and flung ourselves
across whatever furniture we could find that wasn't being used in the day's
shooting.  The conversation was mostly about what they were up to outside
the show.  The were all genuinely interested in what I do and what my life
was like in the "normal" world. I couldn't help notice that they were all
checking me out.  It was just David; it seemed that all eyes were on me,
almost rating me on my looks and carriage.  It was slightly disconcerting,
but they seemed very at ease with it all, which helped.

As lunch ended and they prepared to go back to work, David pulled me aside.

"Thanks for lunch," I said.  "It was incredible to meet you and the whole
cast."

"No problem," replied David.  "So, do you workout every morning?  Because
if you do, maybe we can do our workouts together."  Something in his tone
led me to believe that there was something more implied, but I couldn't be
sure.

"That would be great.  I could use a spotting partner when I lift and it
always nice to have company that early in the morning.

"Great.  Then, it's a date."  A date?  Did he really mean that?  Did he
know he was the subject of many a fantasy of mine?  Still wasn't sure.

As I left, he went back to the group.  I saw the girls look my way and
snicker as he approached and they all started talking with great animation.
Had he told them something about me?  What?  Would I ever know?  I felt
like someone had just told a great joke, but neglected to inform me of the
punchline.

The next morning, I woke extremely early, having not slept that well
anyway.  I just couldn't get him off my mind.  Did he or didn't he?  Would
he or wouldn't he?  I needed to know.  I dressed, grabbed my stuff and
headed for the gym.  As I was heading to the pool, he walked into the
locker room.

"Hey, good to see ya'," he said and smiled that incredible smile.  Be still
my beating heart.  "Wait for me and we can go out together."

As I waited, we talked about stuff.  What it was like to work in TV, how
his popularity made it hard to get out too much, etc.  As he undressed, I
tried not to stare, but my curiosity got the best of me.  He didn't turn
around as he removed his briefs and I caught my breath.  There it was.
Just about perfect.  Not too long, not too short.  Not too thick, not too
skinny.  It looked to be partially erect.  Could it be that he was having
some thoughts of his own? One could only hope!  Without any acknowledgment
of my gaze, he slipped on his suit and we were off to the pool.

We completed our workout without much of a conversation and retired to the
showers, before the morning rush set it.  Now was my chance to do some
serious ogling.  There were no stalls, just open space and shower heads.  I
chose one near the middle and he chose the one opposite me.  The sight of
him wet and completely naked was almost too much.  I quickly turned my back
to him, trying to avoid him seeing what was happening between my legs.  As
I let the water run over me, I heard him humming a vaguely familiar tune.
Finally, I could stand it no longer and turned around.  I was greeted with
a full frontal view of him.  He had himself all soaped up from top to
bottom.  Not only that, but he was standing at about half mast, having the
beginnings of a full-blown hardon.  My eyes were glued on his dick, covered
in white foam.  From somewhere, I found the courage to look up and he was
staring straight at me.

It was do or die time.  What should I do?  Time seemed to completely stop
as I wrestled with what to do next.  Fortunately, David came to a
conclusion before I and he crossed the distance between us.  Without a
word, he kissed me full on the lips.  His lips were soft and smooth and I
found the tongue in between them as he pulled me to him.  It was a firm
kiss, yet gentle; exploring, probing, yearning.  As we broke this kiss, I
felt our hardons between us, now at full attention.

He looked deep into my eyes and simply said, "Let's get out of here."

You didn't need to tell me twice.  We quickly dressed and head out the
door.  He suggested we take a taxi to his place and I was not one to argue.
In the taxi, he was all friendly, like "What is your day at work like
today" and "How does the weekend look."  Mostly for the sake of the driver,
I guess.  As we got in the elevator to head up to his apartment, we were
alone again.  This time, I took the opportunity to kiss him.  This time
more urgently, imploring.  We broke before the doors opened on his floor.

As we stepped out and headed down the hallway, he simply said, "I don't
have to go in today."  That settled it, neither did I.  I would call in
sick.  I would quit if I had to, just to be with this man.

We had barely gotten inside the door of this apartment, when he planted one
on me again.

"I've wanted to do that ever since I laid eyes on you yesterday," he
panted.  " I caught sight of you in your suit, after I helped you up.  I
didn't want to let go."

"Then don't," I retorted.  With that we proceeded with more tonsil hockey,
somehow finding our way to the couch.  "If anything, you were the sight in
that suit of yours.  Most of the times I've seen you on TV, you're wearing
loose clothing.  I never had but a few hints of what lay beneath."

"Would you like to see up close and personal?"  he asked.

"Would I?" And with that, I proceeded to undo the buttons of his shirt.  No
sense in wasting time.  He wanted it.  I wanted it.  That's all we needed
to know.

As he pulled the shirt back over his arms, his beautiful chest came into
full view.  I dove onto his big, copper nipples like a dog in heat.  He
moaned slightly as I liked and chewed first one, then the other.  I was
going to make this one to remember.

I worked my way back up to his mouth for another long, passionate kiss.  As
we embraced, I ground my crotch against his, feeling that he was as steely-
hard as I.  We then became a flurry of flying clothes, stripping to our
underwear in record time.  Again we ground our hardons against each other,
feeling only the light, cotton fabric between them.  I was the first to
break the embrace and again worked my way down.  This time, I wasn't going
to stop at his chest.  I licked and nibbled my way down to the waistband of
his Calvin Kleins, stopping only to feast a while on his fuzzy navel.  Much
to his dismay, I teased him a little and moved past his crotch to his hairy
legs.  I didn't disappoint him, however.  I licked and chewed and chowed
down on his legs till he was practically begging me for it.  With one long
lick, I traced his inner thigh back up to his waistband.  Slowly, I ground
my face into his crotch, smelly the musky smell of his manhood.  A drop of
precum had moistened the shorts and I licked at it, longing to taste him.
I slid my hands under his ass and needed the magnificent globes.  I raised
him up so he was standing.

Using only my teeth, I yanked his shorts to his knees in one swift motion.
He gasped as his massive cock sprang free.  It was truly a sight to behold.
A perfect mushroom head sat atop a thick staff at least 8" long.  Our eyes
met as I leaned forward to ever-so-gently lick at the head.  His eyes
rolled back to into his head in pure ecstasy.  Slowly and gently, I began
to chew on the head, paying close attention to the sensitive area just
under the slit.  His moaning became louder and more guttural.  Inch by
glorious inch, I worked my way down his amazing member.  When my nose hit
his pubes, he cried out my name.

"Oh yes, Todd.  No one has ever done it this good.  Oh, yes. Suck on my
dick."

His wish was my command.  I began bobbing my head up and down, using my
tongue to caress the long shaft each time it went in or out.  I reached up
my hand and pulled on his ample nuts, fondling and playing with them as I
blew him.  I could tell that noone had done this to him in a long time, as
he was already getting close.  I quickly picked up the pace, causing his
breathing to increase wildly.  He started to move his hips in unison with
my mouth, thrusting himself into me.

"Yeah.  Take my cock, man.  Take it all the way down your fucking throat!"

As he fucked my face, I felt his balls move up.  I pulled him out of me
just as his geyser exploded.  He screamed as his hot cum shot everywhere;
on my face and neck and chest.  Goddamn, he was hot.  I watched as he
finished and came back down to earth.

"That was fucking incredible!" David stated matter-of-factly as he stared
into my eyes.  "So hot!  Now, stand up."

As I rose, my knees almost buckled under me.  For as soon as I was upright,
David took the end of my cock in his mouth and started noisily slurping on
the head.  "Ugh" was all I could get out.  As he licked and chewed, I was
in heaven, looking down at this famous man wanting my dick so much.  God,
it was hot.  He grabbed my ass checks and pulled my in further, making his
way down my shaft until I was completely in him.  He started bobbing as I
started lightly thrusting and grinding my hips into his face.  Suddenly
with one move, he picked me up and switched places with me, depositing me
on the sofa and kneeling between my legs.  His warm, velvety mouth never
let go of my engorged cock.  As he proceeded to give me the blow job of my
life, I raised my legs and wrapped them around his strong back.
Unexpectedly, he pulled off my cock and started working on my balls.  He
sucked one into his mouth and rolled it around, tasting it like a piece of
candy.  Then, the other.  It was exquisite.  Slowly, his tongue went lower
as his hands gradually raised my legs.  Damn, he had a good tongue.  He
found my rosebud and that's all I needed.  I moaned in ecstasy as his
tongue circled my hole.  First gingerly, the urgently, wanting to get
inside.  I relaxed and opened to him and soon his tongue was pushing in and
out of my hot hole.  He grabbed my cock and began stroking as he continued
his oral assault on my ass.  I knew I couldn't take much more of this.  I
wanted him.  I wanted him bad.  I wanted him now.

"Oh, dammit, David.  Fuck me!  Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone
before!  Do it!  Do it now!"

That was all the encouragement he needed.  His dick had come to full mast
again and was definitely ready.  He grabbed a condom (from where I'm just
not sure; didn't really care) and quickly rolled it on.  He raised my legs
even higher and I felt his head knocking at my door.  I was no novice but
it had been a while, so it took a little bit to get my sphincter relaxed.
Finally, he popped through with a moan and he was in.  And, boy, was he in.
I felt every last inch as he pushed into my well lubed hole, until I felt
his pubic hair against my ass.  He pulled all the way out and thrust in
again to the hilt, in one swift motion.  I gasped at the pleasure and the
pain, but I wanted more.  We wasted no time in getting it going; him
pummeling my tight ass and me pushing back with all my might.

"Damn, what a tight hole.  You feel so good.  I'm getting so close
already."

"Come on, man.  Fuck me!  Fuck the cum out of me!"  I shouted.

He picked up the pace and the sweat began to drip off both of our hard
bodies.  I knew I was close and he wasn't far behind.  I wanted us to cum
together, so I backed off a bit.  I didn't take long before he was grunting
and thrusting like hell.  I felt him swell inside me and I knew it was
time.

"I gonna fucking cum up your ass, man.  Take my load!"  David screamed.

Immediately, I felt his dick spasm inside me, shooting his hot load into
the condom.  That pushed me over the edge and I shot the load of my life.
All over my chest and abs.  A drop even hit my chin.  As our incredible
orgasms subsided, he lay on top of me and licked the drop off me chin.  We
embraced and our tongues intertwined yet again.  He dropped his head onto
me chest.  Both of us were spent.

He raised his head and I stared into those beautiful eyes.

"That was something special, wasn't it?"  he said simply.

"I certainly think so and I hope it's not our last."  I replied.

David slowly pulled out and crashed next to me on the couch.  He flung his
arm around me and I nestled into his chest.  We bathed in the warm
afterglow of our first sexual encounter.  I hoped it would not be our last.

We spent the better part of the day exploring each other from head to toe.
We did almost everything imaginable.  David even let me fuck him, although
I could tell he was pretty much a top.  We only came up for air at around
dinner time, when we gave in to a ravenous hunger from all our recent
activity.  We ate in; Chinese delivery.  We made love again after dinner.
Slowly at first, but then with a hunger that we had spent the day just
beginning to quench.  As I dressed to leave, he gave me his unlisted home
number and cell number.  He said he would call tomorrow and we could have
dinner tomorrow night.  And more, I hoped.

As I was leaving the building and hailing a taxi for home, I realized that
I hadn't given him my number.  What an idiot I was!  This was just a
one-time fling for him, wasn't it?  Oh great, I'm a cliché!  A one time
fling with a star and out the door.  I hoped I was wrong, but only time
would tell.

On the cab ride home, I suddenly realized that I was exhausted. I barely
had time to set my alarm before collapsing into bed.

I awoke the next morning feeling like the previous day had almost been a
dream.  Would have believed myself too except for my ass and dick being so
sore.  A pleasant soreness tingled through the rest of my body as
well. Grabbed my stuff and head to the gym for my morning swim.  I
half-heartedly hoped I'd see David there, but I thought better of it.  I
changed and started into my routine as usual.  I was really paying that
much attention when suddenly I was lifted out of the water and sent sailing
up into the air, landing back with a big splash.  I surfaced to see David
with that playful grin on his face.

"Got `ya!" he smirked.  I smiled from ear to ear.  My concerns about him
quickly vanished.  He was here and that's what mattered.

We saw each other almost every night for the next week.  Dinner and
"dessert" he called it.  The following week he invited me to lunch again,
at the set.  The limo picked me up as before and escorted me across town.
It was a closed set that day, so I had to wait while they verified that my
presence had been requested.  I got the green light and headed through the
door.  David saw me almost immediately and rushed over.  He took my hand
and gave me a light kiss on the cheek.  Needless to say, I was a floored by
that.  We had never shown any affection towards each other in public, him
being a celebrity and all.  He sensed my apprehension and whispered, "It's
just the guys.  Don't worry."

We joined the rest of the cast and announced, "You remember Todd, don't
you?"

"How could we forget," Jennifer said.  "He's all you've talked about for a
week."

"Well, he's pretty special," retorted David.

It was then I knew that this was it.  What I'd wanted.  More than any could
ask for.  I had someone who cared for me and I cared for him.

Life was good.

Any and all comments are welcome to hot_toddy2@hotmail.com Thanks!