The Swimmer Holds Me

By Will Richards

First time experience. Fresh out of high school, our 18 year old hero is hanging out with one of the school hunks, Jeff, captain of the swimming team. Laying out by the pool he can't help but notice Jeff's package. He is straight, has always been straight, but suddenly finds himself aroused by what he sees and can't help himself from looking. Jeff's girlfriend is away, so soon our hero is on his knees, or with his legs in the air, taking her place...at first for Jeff, then for his friend Andy, then for the whole swim team.

• Language: English
• Publisher: FHQ Books
• Release date: Feb 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311790644

Will Richards

Will Richards has been writing erotica for many years. He is especially excited about moments that remind him of his own time learning about his sexuality, when he discovered that being straight was not the only way to be. In particular, he loves to tell tales of that sweet moment when you realise that it is okay to give into something that's naughty when you are so turned on, even if it means loving another man.

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The Swimmer Holds Me

By Will Richards

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This is a work of fiction. All characters are consenting adults and are over the age of 18. This work is intended for adults and contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts. See endnotes for full legal disclaimer.

The Swimmer Holds Me

I put my hands on his muscular thighs and felt his large, hard cock fill my mouth. He was strong, and his masterful strokes in and out of my mouth and down into my throat made me feel good. I could taste every ridge and every contour of his cock, and my tongue waited anxiously for every drop of pre-cum that oozed from his rock-hard schlong.

Just a few days ago, I thought I was straight. The idea of a guy, sexually, had never crossed my mind. I liked girls! Yet, here I was, hornier than ever, sucking on a cock. Here is how it came about.

Life was good. School was out, high school, for the last time. We had all graduated and summer was now underway with friends and classmates going their separate ways. I was over at Jeff's house, mostly because his parents were away and he had a great pool. We were hanging out and had been swimming and lying in the sun, and I noticed that he was struggling with the drawstring of his new Speedos.

What are you doing? I asked.

I can't get this friggin' string undone, he said yanking on it for emphasis.

You're just going to make it tighter if you do that to it, I said.

You do it if you're so smart, he shot back.

No way, I said, I'm sure you can do it if you're just patient with it. Everyone knew that if Jeff was not one thing, it was patient.

I went back to my sunning. Jeff struggled on, cursing and muttering under his breath.

Aaargh, he shouted exasperated. He was now standing next to me.

"Dude, you're blocking my