Date: Tue, 06 May 2003 15:21:14 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Swimmer #2

The Swimmer
(c) By Lee Mariner

May 2003

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Chapter #2

Out of the corner of my eye, as I was watching "Adonis" walk away, I saw a
young looking couple sitting their drinks on an umbrella table at the
shallow end of the pool. Slipping my sunglasses on I casually turned my head
in their direction for a better view. They had the air of travelers that had
stopped driving for the day and were relaxing before dinner.

The woman was a not unattractive blond wearing a mauve colored one-piece
bathing suit and dark wrap around sunglasses. Her hair was cut in the
Dorothy Hamil style and from the look of her body it was obvious she took
care of herself. Her companion had light brown hair and he was wearing a
lemon yellow Dolphin cut-off style swimsuit with aviator sunglasses like
mine except his had dark gray lenses. He had a clean natural build, not
bulky but smooth and well muscled. His shoulders were broad and his chest
muscles were smooth and well defined. His waist was small and he had a hard
flat stomach with the hint of abdominal muscles that would swell if he
flexed. His thighs had thick rope size muscles and his tan showed an almost
downy sheen of hair from under the cut-off legs of his swimsuit down too his
ankles.  They both were beautifully tanned and were probably professionals
in their early or maybe middle 30's.

My attempt at casual covert observation did not go un-noticed. Male/female
couples did not really interest me but the beauty of the human body is
unavoidable especially if it's a man who has pride in his appearance.  The
young man stretching and twisting at the waist not very far from me
obviously took good care of his body and when he saw the direction I was
looking he smiled, brilliant white teeth flashing.

I was caught up in admiring him and her when I heard. "Good looking isn't
he" and it startled me.

"They both are nice looking." I managed to stammer, twisting my head around.
Swimmer Adonis had walked up behind me and I hadn't heard him.

"Yeah." He said agreeing with me. "They both are great looking but he is a
doll. His body is pretty much like yours except you look like you have a
little more muscle."

"You don't have anything to be ashamed of, . . . . . .." I stammered again
not knowing his name. He solved the problem with a grin.

"Sorry about that, Connor Coleman." He said grinning and extending his hand,
"I guess I'm okay but I probably have to work harder at it then he or you
do."

"Kyle Maddox." I said shaking his hand feeling his firm grip. "It's nice
meeting you but what do you work harder at?"

"Keeping my weight down and staying in shape for my swim team Kyle, its not
easy. If I didn't swim, I could bulk up like you and him but not as long as
I'm swimming. My coach has a fit when he sees me using weights. "

I watched Connor stretch out on the chaise on the other side of the umbrella
table and he must have been reading my mind. "Do you mind if I move the
lounger on the other side next to yours? The table is in the way."

"No, go ahead." I said agreeing with him.

Connor folded the lounger and repositioned it closer to mine. He had a can
of Mountain Dew with him and he put it on the concrete between us and I
couldn't help but think it had to be warm.

"Connor, how about I call for some fresh iced tea and another glass? That
soft drink can't be cold."

"Nah, that's okay. I don't have anything catching so I'll take a sip of
yours if you don't mind."

"Go ahead." I said handing him the glass the thought that he was maybe
telling me he was clean flashing through my mind.  He took the glass, his
fingers touching mine and I felt a tingling sensation running up my arm and
down into my loins. Connor looked at me as he drank, his eyes twinkling and
filled with little golden flecks.

"Boy that tasted good." He said handing the glass back to me. "Are you on
vacation or just traveling though?" He asked stretching out on his lounge
chair with his body turned in my direction.

His white bathing suit was hardly much bigger than a band-aid covering his
hips and the bulge in his crotch was even larger from crossing his ankles.
He bent his arm at the elbow and he rested his head on his hand gazing at me
with an impish look of amusement in his hazel eyes.  His chest rose and fell
with an easy rhythm as he breathed and his free arm rested on his hip  his
hand hanging down tantalizingly close to his large bulge.

My heart rate must have increased a hundred beats along with my breathing.
He was fantastically gorgeous and coolly laying less than 3' from me. It
felt like I was in an almost hypnotic state and unable to take my eyes from
him, I was numb.

"Kyle." I heard him saying, "you didn't say if your on vacation or not. Are
you?"

He was moving his fingers in a scratching motion just over his bulging cock
but I managed to rip my eyes away answering him.

"I'm just here for the weekend Connor, I finished early and I don't have
another appointment until Monday afternoon. What about you?"

"I live here in Phoenix, I just graduated but I start college in September."
He said smoothly arching his back.

"Then that's what you meant when you said you stayed in shape for your
swimming team?"

"Yeah and its hard keeping my weight down around 165 and doing light weight
workouts with aerobics for muscle tone. It'll get me though school so it's
worth it.  What about you Kyle, you look like you work out, do you?"

"Not as much as when I was in college and wrestling. I do some now with a
home gym and then I swim when I get the chance. If you're still in school
Connor, how old are you? I was thinking you must be in your 20's."

"Eighteen, I'll be 19 this coming December 22nd, just before Christmas. That
sucks, my parents always mixed the presents for my birthday and Christmas."
He said pretending to pout.

"That's a bummer Connor. My birthday is in June so that sort of splits it
down the middle for me."

"That's better then mine. How old are you Kyle?
He said moving his hips a little and drawing one leg up a little increasing
the bulge in his crotch.

"I just turned 27 but I don't think about birthday's much anymore. You won't
either as you get older. I thought you might be in your late teens, early
20's. Unless they are athletes, lots of teens don't have a body like yours
Connor. Do you work here at the motel?"

"Unh unh. I help my dad do landscape work but him and mom are visiting my
grandmother in LA until this Monday. I was on my way home when I saw the
pool looked empty and I jumped the fence. I didn't see you right away but
since it was just you I would have jumped the fence anyway."  He said
sitting up and swinging his legs off of the chaise. He reached down inside
his suit and adjusted his equipment and looking me in the eye. "I think I'll
take another dip and then I better be going. I wish I could take a shower
though, chlorine makes my body feel gritty especially in the crotch. You
wanna dive in with me?"

His eyes were like magnets, his lips a soft succulent red and his grin was
infectious. I stopped trying to hide my hard cock bunched in my crotch, his
looked just as hard and crammed in the pouch of his suit. His body was
covered with a light sheen of sweat and glistened golden in the bright
sunlight.

He was so sexy, my nuts ached and I could feel an intense desire building in
my gut and it felt as if he was looking right through me.

The young good looking couple were in the pool frolicking around and every
now and then the guy seemed to be looking our way and I felt a little
uncomfortable.

"Not now Connor but you can use the shower in my room if you want." I said
glancing in their direction and sitting up letting one of my legs split
between his.

I had a nervous feeling that they might not be swimming for fun but maybe
other reasons. Connor followed the direction of my eyes and then looked at
me. "Maybe I'll pass on another dip Kyle, it is getting hotter. I'll take
you up on the shower if the offer is still good."

"It is, I'm in room 1120 down at the end."

"Got it." He said standing and looking at the couple in the pool. "You go
ahead Kyle, I think I will take another dip and then I'll be there."

At first he surprised me when he recanted his earlier comment about it
getting hotter. I gathered the towels I had brought with me and watching
Connor arch into the air snapping into a dive and disappearing into the
water, I turned and walked down the sidewalk too the motel doors.

Connor shot to the surface of the pool his upward momentum carrying his body
up on the pool coping and his tight ass made a plopping sound as it hit the
concrete.  He saw the doors closing as Kyle went inside and he checked where
the young couple were at, they were in the corner of the pool in the shallow
end.

Placing his foot on the coping he sprang upwards water streaming from him
and he started drying off. He noticed the young man looking at him over the
shoulder of his lady friend. "Yeah." He thought to himself. "He might be a
cop but I'll bet he's a jealous bi or just putting on a show of being
straight."

Tossing his towel over his shoulder he glanced back at him as he walked over
the grass to the motel doors that led too the Atrium and then out in the
corridor where room 1120 was.

Connor knew the layout of the motel pretty well.

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TBC

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