I have always loved swimming. Perhaps because I learned to do it at an early age, or perhaps because I was good at it. On the other hand, perhaps it was because I quickly realised that it was a good place to see almost naked guys. When I discovered goggles I was in heaven. I would put them on and practice submerging myself. Breathing out just enough to sink I would sit on the bottom for increasing lengths of time looking up at the young lithe bodies above me. Trying to pick out the details of what lay below those thin speedos.

     As I became a teenager my interest grew and I often had to try really hard to get rid of my erection before I could leave the pool and head towards the changing room at the end of my swim session.

     One day, unusually, I was doing lengths, concentrating on my style and trying to do some serious work. After a set of lengths done at maximum effort I stopped at the wall to take a breather. Just behind me was a guy who I hadn't paid much attention to that moment. He was about my age, 17, with short dark hair. He pulled up beside me and casually spreading his arms on the side of the pool like a bird about to take flight. Just like me he had no body hair and by his physical appearance I guessed that he was serious swimmer. His broad shoulders matched his strong chest and looking down through the water I could see a slim waist and well defined stomach. I took the opportunity to demist my goggles and after putting them back on I dipped under water to test their water tightness.

     Of course, I took the opportunity to snatch a glimpse in the direction of his speedos. I could clearly make out a pair of heavy balls and the curve of his cock as it lay to one side. The head was clearly visible and I wondered if he was circumcised. As I popped up above the water again I noticed a slight smile on his face and I quickly looked away.

     For the next half an hour we played a game of follow the leader. I would swim a couple of lengths and he would follow, taking rest when I did. Then he would lead off and I would do the same. Eventually we began to lose our shyness a little and we began to talk.

     “Hi!” He said to me. “Your a good swimmer. Are you in a team?”

     “No.” I responded, blushing a little. “I just swim for fun and to keep in shape.”

     “Yeh? Well it seems to working.” he said flatteringly.

     I wasn't used to praise, especially when it had to do with my physical appearance. Not that I was bad looking. I had been called cute more than once. I was popular at school and had a group of 'followers' that used to argue about whose turn it was to sit next to me, so I couldn't exactly have been ugly. I just wasn't used to other boys saying it so plainly. My colour deepened and I shrugged my shoulders as I mumbled “Well you look pretty fit as well.” He just smiled without responding.

     To cover my embarrassment I set off on another set of lengths. This time he didn't follow me. Instead he waited patiently for me to return. After a couple of laps I managed to calm down a little and took up my place at his side again. We were in the deep end of the pool so to support ourselves we were stood on a little shelf that protruded about 4 ft below the water line. It was only about 3 inches wide but it was enough. As I caught my breath I noticed that he was looking at me in a curious way. He repositioned himself slightly and I suddenly felt his foot touch mine. I didn't move. After a few seconds he moved a little more and this time his whole foot lay on top of mine. Still I didn't move. He looked at me and smiled.

     “What are you called?” He asked quietly.

     “Nathan” I replied. “And you?”

     “James.” He replied

     A slightly awkward silence followed as he moved his food gently over mine. I started to get an erection as I wondered where this was leading. I had never done anything like this before and although I knew that I liked guys I had never dared to act on it. At the time I was living in Manchester, England. At the time it wasn't exactly known for it's liberal attitudes. Although all of that has changed a lot in recent years. As we had become more intimate I now dared to take a closer look at him. His skin was smooth and even except for a few freckles around his nose. His hair was dark but had eyes the colour of rust. His look was intense and intelligent but also gentle. I could see that his teeth were white and even, as you might expect in a 17 year old. He was lightly muscled and his nipples were small and dark against his pale even skin. His chest was broad and clearly defined just like his stomach but his general appearance was softened by his youth.

     It was time to see where this was going, if anywhere. I managed to get my growing erection under control and began to lift myself out of the pool.

     “I think I'm going to get changed.” I said.

     “Me too!” He responded.

     He turned to face the wall and we both lifted ourselves out of the pool in a single smooth motion. I looked over at James as he lifted himself out. The water ran off him making his skin shine. His sky blue trunks hugged a firm, well defined ass and the material disappeared up the crack between his round cheeks defining their perfect shape. I suddenly realised I was staring and looked up at his face only to see that he was looking fixedly at my ass. We both looked at each other and laughed nervously. I walked towards the changing rooms and he followed behind me. I could feel his eyes burning into me as he worked his way over every inch of my body. It made me feel nervous and I speeded up a little leaving him behind.

     We entered the large changing room. It had an open design with the lockers around the walls and benches in the middle. I went over to my locker taking the key off my wristband as I went. As I opened it I looked around the room to see where he was. He was on the other side of the room almost opposite me but about 7 yards away. I felt a bit disappointed that he wasn't closer but then realised it was for the best. Even from this distance his lithe body was turning me on and I had to turn away and grab my towel from the locker to dry myself and cover up the expanding bulge in my swimming trunks.

     We both began to dry ourselves off slowly. It was mid week and the middle of the afternoon so the room was almost empty. Just a couple of kids in the corner and an older guy of about 25 over to one side. As we dried ourselves off we looked at each other from across the room. James casually slipped his trunks down to the floor as he held his towel in from of him to cover his cock and balls. His ass was the best I had ever seen. Smooth and round with dimples in the side that just made me want to go over and fuck him where he stood. I slipped off my own trunks as the kids disappeared into the pool area. James looked over at me examining me closely. I could see the hunger in his eyes even from across the room.

     Standing naked he began to dry himself. As he moved the towel over his body he twisted and turned revealing first his perfect ass and then turning to let me see his heavy cock as it hung between his firm legs. I could see that it was semi hard and I started to have problems controlling my own swelling fuck pole as it filled with blood. I tried not to touch it or look down at it but I could feel that it was getting beyond what was acceptable in public. His eyes widened as he looked over at me and I knew why. I was growing rapidly and I knew from experience that I had gone beyond the point of no return. I would soon reach my full seven inches. I covered myself with my towel and sat on one of the benches to hide my pulsing cock.

     At the side of the room in one corner, was a set of six cubicles, usually reserved for fathers with very young children. They were positioned in a small recess in groups of three, facing each other. James looked at me fixedly as he gathered up his clothes and headed for one of the cubicles. I got the message and gathered up my things as well and followed him, balling up my clothes in front of me to act as a shield to prevent people seeing what was happening.

     James walked casually into the cubicle at the far end on the left and I went into the one opposite. James didn't close his door and neither did I. Now we could see each other but nobody could see us. We put our clothes on the benches in our respective cubicles and turned to face each other. By now I had a full blown hard-on and he was almost as far advanced. His large cock stood at right angles to his body. It was pulsing rhythmically and with each pulse it lifted a little higher. He wasn't circumcised and as his cock expanded the foreskin began to peal back slowly. He was stunning! He picked up his towel and began to dry himself again, even though he didn't have a drop of water on his body. He turned showing himself to me in profile. His now rigid boner was pointing at the ceiling and almost touching his firm abs. I was getting more and more turned on and was quickly losing all inhibitions. I grasped my own rod and pulled back the foreskin revealing the shiny smooth head. James licked his dry lips nervously as he placed his hands on his ass cheeks, squeezing and rubbing them as he closed his eyes. I could almost see the waves of pleasure running through his toned body.

     Suddenly the man, who had been the only other person left in the changing rooms, appeared in front of us. He had waited a few minutes and then followed us. We had been so wrapped up in our lust for one another that we hadn't noticed him approaching. James still had his eyes closed and had moved one hand from his ass to his cock and had begun to slide his hand slowly along its full length. The man looked at him wide eyed and then at me. I had was fully exposed with one hand on my cock as well. My mouth dropped open in surprise and I grabbed for something to cover me up. At the same time I coughed loudly to try to alert James. James's eyes shot open and he sprang into action, slamming the door to his cubicle closed, which was something I had not thought of doing. The man didn't seem at all bothered and said quietly. “No need to panic boys!"

     As I said before, he was about twenty five, medium height and well built in an athletic sort of way. He was almost fully dressed and was wearing a white tee-shirt and jeans. He still hadn't put on his socks and shoes though, and the hem of his jeans was damp from the water on the floor. He walked towards my door before I could shut it and said quietly,
“Don't worry, I'm not going to report you or anything! I'm Stephen. I'm just going to go over there." He indicated the cubicle at the side of the one that James was in. "You don't mind do you?”

     I just shook my head. After all, it didn't really make any difference. He was going to do it anyway and if I wanted to I could close my door, get dressed and escape the whole situation. Nothing was stopping me. Instead I only half closed the door, leaving it open enough to see the guy, who I now knew was called Stephen, and still see James's door as well.

     Slowly James opened his door a crack and poked his head out. Stephen had moved to the cubicle at his side and was sitting on the bench with his legs spread wide.

     “Has he gone?” James mouthed without speaking.

     I shook my head and looked in the direction of Stephen. James looked at the partition that separated them and then ducked down to look under it. He could see Stephens legs. He stood up again and looked across at me. I opened my door wide and dropped my towel revealing my now semi-hard cock hanging at 45 degrees, still heavy and swollen but not fully hard. I looked at James and shrugged as if to say 'what the hell!'

     I now had an audience of two and I was beginning to like it. I put the towel on my head and rubbed my hair forming it into my usual mop of tousled semi blond locks. My body was well tanned and I knew that this was when I looked my best. Naked, fresh from the water, flushed with exercise and sex. My dick began to grow again.

     The man opposite had no hesitation. He undid his trousers revealing his own swollen member. He pulled it out and then stretched his white tee-shirt over both it and his firm balls. He grabbed it in both hands and squeezed it hard making the head swell. I looked at James but he couldn't see what I could. However, he could see the effect it was having on me as my cock sprang to full hardness in about five seconds. He looked at me hungrily and cautiously opened his door. It wasn't really that he was scared, more taken by surprise. And now that he was regaining his composure he was also regaining his nerve.

     He looked over at me and then ducked down again to have a look under the partition. This time he ducked lower and could see more. By the time he stood up again he too had a full boner.

     Taking my aching cock in my hand I began to pull on it again. This time I angled myself so that James had a side view and Stephen could see my firm ass as I squeezed my cheeks together tensing my cock and making it expand. James grabbed his pulsating pole and began to wank it feverishly. For a moment I thought he was going to spurt his load there and then, but just as suddenly has he had started he stopped. I could see his heart beating in his chest and his cock bouncing to the same rhythm. He was so sexy that I just wanted to eat him!

     Stephen had other ideas though. He stood up from his seat and moved to the centre of the aisle. We now formed a triangle and we could all see each other. Stephen was taking the biggest risk being in plain view if anyone should walk into the changing room. He dropped his trousers to the floor and lifted his tee-shirt revealing a cock that was both longer and thicker than either mine or James's. He cupped his balls in one hand and began to wank with the other. James and I did the same. We were now in full circle jerk mode as we began to race towards climax.

     BANG! We heard the door into the changing room swing open as a group of kids came bursting in noisily. Stephen shuffled in a panic towards my cubicle and I moved to let him in. He squeezed past me and I closed the door as the changing room filled with the raucous cries of teenagers.

     We stood there frozen. I had hardly taken my eyes off Stephens massive cock in all of this time. And now as he listened at the door I reached out and cupped his balls in my hands. He let out a little gasp and turned to face me. Then dropping to his knees he began to lick the tip of my cock before placing his big hands on my ass cheeks and pulling me towards him. My cock slid into his mouth and the heat engulfed me.

     Just then there was a little tap at the door. Stephen didn't move or release his grip on my ass. Instead he began to slide his hungry mouth up and down my shaft. I began to tremble with sexual excitement. The tap came again and was more insistent. I undid the catch on the door and opened it a little. As I suspected it was James. I tried to move to let him in but it was difficult with Stephen attached to my cock. I shuffled around and eventually he was able to squeeze past the door.

     He was met by the sight of Stephen devouring my cock. My legs were shaking and I groaned involuntarily as his firm hands, still cupping my ass cheeks, pulled me even deeper into his throat. James moved into position at my side and Stephen immediately took hold of his fuck pole. He began to slowly jerk his cock and massage his balls. James turned his head towards me. He looked deeply into my eyes and reaching out with both hands held my head as he leaned towards me, kissing me deeply. I felt his tongue probe my mouth and I could hardly catch my breath as I gasped with pleasure.

     Stephen now released my cock and replaced it with James's. James eyes opened wide as he felt the hot smooth mouth engulf his throbbing glans. Stephens hands now worked my cock and for a second I thought I was going to blow my wad. Just in time he stopped and stood up. Turning to face each other James and I wrapped our arms around each other in a passionate hug, pressing our cocks together and pumping our hips as we felt them slide over each other.

     Stephen moved around behind James. Over James shoulder I could see what he was doing. He placed his hands, one on each cheek and prized them apart. He now pushed his face deep into James crack and I could just see is tongue darting in and out. James began to whimper with pleasure and push back against Stephens tongue. Over the next few minutes James began to bend over further and further, giving his willing hole to Stephen. I then knelt down in front of him and took his rigid, bone hard cock into my mouth. His eyes were glazed and distant as his whole being tried to cope with the avalanche of pleasure that he was feeling. The juice from his cock was sweet and I licked it hungrily. I wanted take a part of him into me and make it mine. I began to work his cock hoping that he would cum in my mouth but Stephen had other ideas.

     Standing up he came to my side and whispered into my ear, "Now your turn!"

     Moving round behind me I felt his firm hands grasp my cheeks and prize them apart. I immediately bent over, offering myself to him. As I did so, James turned his back to me and also bent over. As I felt the first gentle intrusion of Stephens tongue push into my hole I was also able to push mine into James. We both groaned and reached for our cocks beginning to jerk them slowly.

     Stephen continued to work his tongue deeper and deeper into me. Suddenly I became aware that he had replaced his tongue with a finger. He was now stood behind my and one finger soon became two and then three. I almost screamed, not from pain but because of the extreme stimulation as he found my prostate and began to massage it. I didn't know that such a level of pleasure was possible. I wanted to let James feel the same level of pleasure so I replace my tongue with one of my fingers and as Stephen probed me I slowly increased the depth of my own probing into James.

     I was burning-up with desire and gasped "Fuck me!"

     "What?" Stephen asked.

     "Fuck me!" I repeated.

     Without hesitation he slipped his fingers out and I felt the massive head of his cock press against my hole. He took my hips in his large hands pulling me back onto his stiff pole. The head slid past the entrance and began to enter me.

     "Aaarrrggheee" I cried. But Stephen didn't stop. He pushed deeper and I felt the whole length of his pole begin to slide into me. I stood up trying to slow down Stephens asault on my hole and as I did so he reached round and placed his hands on my chest, feeling for my nipples and gently tweeking them. He bit my neck nipping at the skin with his teeth. At the same time he pulled back and then thrust his hips forwards once again entering me.

     James now turned to face me. Through the fog of lust I saw him move closer and drop to his knees. The heat of his mouth enveloped the head of my cock and as Stephen increased the speed and depths of his thrusts he pushed my forward into the passionate mouth of James. I began to feel every nerve of my body tingling as I came close to climax. I warned James.

     "I'm gonna cum!" I gasped.

     James stood up and began to kiss me passionately, muffling my groans. Stephen was pumping his fuck pole deep into me making me give a little whimper with every thrust.

     "Fuck! Fuck!" I panted.

     James grasped both our cocks in his hands, rubbing them together. He to started to moan and I knew that he was close.

     "Cumming! Gonna cum!" I managed to squeeze out between breaths and hard passionate kisses.

     "Me too!" breathed James, trying not to make too much noise.

     He let go of my cock and we both began to jerk our own, leaning on each other for support. Suddenly he groaned loudly and a hot spurt of semen splashed on my balls. The sensation pushed me over the edge and we both began to squirt our milk onto each others cocks and stomachs. Seeing what was happening Stephen pulled out an immediatly began to spray my back with his juice. We almost forgot about the noise we were making as we felt the waves of orgasm run through our bodies.

     Finally, the sensation subsided and we came to our senses. Stephen quickly pulled up his trousers and made a quick exit, winking at us as he slipped out of the cubicle. James looked at me tenderly and taking my head in his hands lifted my face and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

     "Thanks!" he said. "Lets do this again some time. But for now lets grab a shower and go and have a coffee.

     That was the beginning of a long and happy relationship with James. We had many more adventures together, as well as apart. Perhaps I'll write about some of them.