Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2020 15:20:05 +0000
From: Krypton12345
Subject: Swim Team Buddies Part 2

Swim Team Buddies, Part 2


After making out with Mark in the locker room, our relationship
permanently changed.  We didn't openly say that we were gay but we both
knew.  And since we both went to different schools, we only got to see
each other at practice.


Practice presented a little challenge for both of us because we seemed to
always be boned up. And hiding an erection while wearing a tiny speedo is
almost impossible.  Eventually I realized that most of the boys on the
team, especially those my age or more, had the same problem. And after a
while I actually wasn't bothered at all. I even got hard imagining what
I must have looked like with my bulge showing below my flat tummy and
innie bellybutton.


At one practice coach had all the newer swimmers meet on the deck before
we started our warm ups. By now there were about 20 of us beginners. He
also told us to pair up, and of course Mark and I chose one another.


On this day, I was wearing my new red speedo and Mark was wearing one
that was green and had a lightning pattern all over it. That one seemed
to fit him even better than his black brief. The way it hugged his butt
was incredibly sexy. As he walked, one side kept slipping up his crack a
bit so a little more cheek showed, which he had to keep fixing.


When everyone was gathered, coach said we were going to learn about
stretches that swimmers needed to do before hitting the water and asked
for volunteers to demonstrate. Without warning, Mark shouted out that he
and I would volunteer, so the coach had us come to the front of the
group. I felt a little self conscious standing there with all the other
boys watching.


Coach said the first stretch would help loosen our hamstrings. He
instructed Mark and me to face one another about 3 feet apart. Then he
told Mark to lift his right foot and keep his leg perfectly straight and
told me to grab onto his foot and place it on my hip bone.


Thinking back this was the first time I realized I loved feet. And Mark
had the most beautiful feet I had ever seen. I thought my feet were cute,
being narrow and tanned, but there was something about Mark's feet that
made me want to stare at them. His feet looked soft, had a high arch and
somehow looked a little feminine.


Anyway, so there I am holding on to Mark's right foot as it rested on my
hip bone. I couldn't resist gently rubbing his arch with my thumbs as he
stood there. Mark knew what I was doing because he gave me a sly grin.
Then coach told Mark to bend his upper body and stretch his arms toward
his right foot.  As he did, the coach put his hand on Mark's lower back
to help him stretch. He then went on to explain to everyone how this
stretch helps. But instead of listening, I couldn't focus on anything
other than Mark's cute little foot that by now had shifted and was
pressing on my speedo covered hard on.


Coach then told all the other boys to take turns doing the stretch that
Mark and I were modeling. After Mark shifted legs, it was my turn.
Thankfully, the way I was bent over it was easier to hide my erection.
And as Mark held my right foot, I decided to use my toes to rub his penis
through his speedo. It didn't take long and he was also hard. When I
switched feet, Mark didn't waste any time and held my foot right on his
penis. I could even feel a heart beat coming from it as my foot was
pressed there.


After a few more minutes, coach announced that we would be learning other
stretches in the coming days but now it was time to do our laps.  Mark
and I couldn't get to the water fast enough to hide our erections.


Practice continued uneventfully, until it was over. As we headed back to
the locker room I followed Mark, and thought he looked so hot dripping
wet, with his skin shining and his wet speedo that kept slipping up his
crack as he walked. And those feet.


We rinsed off, changed and as we exited the locker room mark turned and
gave me a kiss.