Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 13:43:25 -0800 From: joel M Subject: Early Morning Swim Early Morning Swim I started the year by getting back in better shape: worked out every day, watched what I ate, and tried to get healthier. My gym has a great, Olympic-size pool and after talking with a guy named Matt, one of the gym's instructors whom I met on the treadmills, I decided to try swimming every day with lessons. I felt kinda odd at first; taking swim lessons as an adult. But Matt said he could show me proper form and how to maximize my exercising without fatiguing so quickly. We started on a Monday morning and after two weeks of swimming every day, I could see my body changing shape. It was a miracle. About a month into lessons, Matt asked if I was ready for a more ergonomic swimsuit, specifically Speedos or a jammers. he said i couldn't build speed in regular beach trunks. I was worried about how I would look in them, but I had lost my gut and had toned up my legs and abs. He told me a few model names and I went to the sporting good store and tried a few on, settling for a pair of shiny black jammers that were almost trunk length. I still felt self-conscious wearing them, but I have to admit that I also felt a bit sexy in them. My first lesson after getting them was a snowy Monday morning, no one was at the gym at 5:30am, except Matt. He was a large, tall, dark-skinned man, maybe 40-45 years old. He was always in a red swimsuit and a t-shirt that was tight. He had great arms and a deep tan, for the middle of winter! He saw me getting showered and yelled, "Hey, nice trunks! Looking good, man." I tried not to blush. We went out and to my surprise, he stripped of his t-shirt and jumped into the poll with me. his chest and neck were beautiful. He said he wanted to work on my back form. So, he held me afloat in the water and ran his hand up and down my back to show me how to keep straight. he keep one hand on my stomach, the other stroking up and down my spine. I tried not to get an erection; I was glad we weren't practicing a backstroke! After 45 min of swimming, we got out and walked to the showers. The place was still empty, except for one lifeguard. When we got in, Matt turned to me and said, "I'm glad you got those, they look great on you and you did really well today." I turned to face him and we stood looking right at each other. he was maybe three inches taller and much broader. I said thanks and knew I was blushing. "You look really good in those," he said again, and he smiled. I smiled and asked, "I do?" "Yeah," he said and he leaned in to kiss me. We wrapped our arms around each other as we kissed, our tongues entwined. He was a great kisser and i rubbed my hands through his hair, feeling his bare chest against mine. I felt my package rub again him and was glad I felt sexy in my new Speedos. He stopped me and then led me by the hand through a door into the coaches locker room. He said this was private, but that we only had about an hour. He turned on the shower in a small bathroom and pulled me into the shower with him. We quickly kissed under the warm water and he grabbed and kneaded my ass. I was in heaven, rubbing his chest and kissing him back. He kissed my neck and held me against him. I reached down and felt his huge erection bulging in his shorts. I ran my hands into them and grabbed ahold of his hard, cut cock,stroking it up and down. He pulled me back and stopped kissing me, saying, "Whoa, don't make me come yet." I dropped to my knees and he undid his shorts, letting them fall to the ground. I began kissing his thighs as he rubbed my hair. I told him I wanted to do this and he said he could tell weeks ago. I think he wanted me in better shape. So, I was licking his shaft up and down, listening to him moan. I took him in my mouth and sucked lightly, in and out. He held still as I did the work, rubbing his balls and jerking him while I sucked. He was large, warm, and filled up my mouth. So, I could feel his hips moving, so I opened my throat and let him thrust for a bit, holding my head. He grunted twice and then stopped. "Stand up," he commanded. I stood to face him. We kissed again and then he spun me around. I knew what was next. He started by grinding his cock into my ass through the Speedos. I loved this and became immediately hard again. He held my hip with one hand and my shoulder with the other and rubbed up and down against my ass. We didn't talk, just sighed and moaned slightly. He leaned in and kissed my neck and back, my hands reach back to rub him wherever I could. Soon, his hands were on my hips, slowly pulling down my Speedos. He went down with them and i felt his tongue slide up my thighs and into my ass. I gasped and spread my legs farther apart. His tongue went straight into me and his hands kneaded my ass again. I had to not come twice while he rimmed me, but I enjoyed every second. I was dizzy with arousal. I finally blurted out, "I want you in me!" He stood and I saw him grab a bottle of soap and pout some out. Then I felt a finger, maybe two, slip into me and start rotating. I was white-hot and the shower was spinning. I spread a bit more and worked my ass in time with his fingers. He finally stopped and I heard the soap pour again, probably on his cock. He slipped right in, no pushing and starts and stops. He pushed al the way in and took my breath away. I gasped and moaned, feeling him push to the hilt. "Oh god," I whimpered and he kissed my neck and started thrusting his hips only. I felt his cock slip in and out and I held still, just feeling him in me. Soon, I closed up when he would pull out and open when he pushed in. I could hear his breathing deepen, I knew he liked that. My grinding was making me hard and I could feel myself getting ready to come, but I wanted it to last forever. Soon, I was moaning in short bursts and was startled to hear myself saying, "Oh Matt, Oh Matt, Oh Matt." I didn't want anyone to hear me, but I was in heat and he was fucking me so well. I loved his scent, his hands, his curly hair, the way he thrust into me. He got excited and I could tell he was ready. He shoved hard and steady, his breathing got louder. Then, he leaned into me and just pushed his hips, sucking my earlobe and grunting. he stopped with one big push and I felt him pulse inside me. he pulsed four more times and I came on the shower wall in front of me, no hands. i gasped and whimpered when I came. "Oh yeah," he grunted in my ear when I came. We stood silent, his cock softening in my ass, while he kissed me ear. "Thank you," he said and turned me to kiss him. He slid out as we kissed, the warm water still spraying us. I got my trunks back on and went to my locker. Right when I opened it up, two guys walked into the changing room. matt walked out and yelled, "Hey man, what's up?" They all shook hands and talked as they changed, Matt drying his hair. I got dressed quickly, dried my hair, and started walking out. Matt tapped my shoulder and said our loud in front of his buddies, "Good workout, see you bright and early Wednesday, right?" Yep, see you then," I said in a manly, low-toned voice. I had no idea what I sounded like or what the two other guys thought. All I know was I had just been wildly fucked by a hot man in a shower at 6:45 in the morning. That night after work, I went and bought three more paid of swim trunks.