Monday evening, 9:45 When I moved to Montreal three years ago from Winnipeg, I chose the South West district of the city because of the George-Vanier sports complex and its amazing pool. I retired from competitive swimming after the London Olympic Games and went back to College to finish my MBA. After that, I went to work for Scotia Bank and... when the opp...
It was nearly 3:00 PM on a Wednesday. The year was 2003. The place was Los Angeles. The city of angels. The city of dreams. The city of sin. Nicky Robinson stood outside of the tall downtown skyscraper. He was eighteen years old and he looked it. In fact, he looked very young for his age. His face was smooth and boyish and his sandy blonde hair only added t...
Hi, I'm Joe, forty-three, married, happily, and living in the 'burbs'. I've got an incredible wife, Babs, and a pair of twin boys Rick and Rob. We live a very normal life. Well, not quite. Babs is a sexual tiger. We have sex everywhere. Once the boys came along and got to the age where they would know, we had to stop fucking with them in the room. Babs and I...
Once in the bathroom, I turned the shower on and we stepped in. I took the soap and sponge and had Allen turn around and I scrubbed his back with the thick soap and slowly worked my way to his ass. I took my time, feeling his cute, tight, muscular butt and legs as I soaped him up. I then turned him around, letting the warm water rinse his back and ass, his...
**Best to read the first two stories first. I left for a meeting, leaving Allen to work on my pool and yard. I was gone for several hours and when I got back it was late afternoon and he was nowhere around. It had warmed up significantly and I assumed he had headed back to his house to cool off and have lunch. I could tell that he had done a lot of work on...
My wife was off to see her mother, and for the first time since he'd gotten it, my neighbor, Marty, had invited me for an evening in the hot tub he had put in. His house backed onto my side yard, and he'd done a whole lot of nice renovation on his property since he had moved in. Marty was divorced and probably was in his early fifties, judging from his grayi...
I still could taste Kent as I unlocked my dorm room door. My brain was still trying to grasp what had just transpired in the past two hours. I entered my single room and stripped down to get some much needed rest. I remember originally thinking how happy I was when I found out I was assigned to a single room. I would have great privacy and I could have girls...
My name is Alex. I was 25 and had just recently finished graduate school, broken up with my long term girlfriend, and was taking the summer off before starting a job in the fall. I had plenty of time alone, and I was taking the time to get my life in order and to get into better shape. While I had always been slim, I was running a lot more and getting more t...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim - team full of older men. *** THE SWIM TEAM, PART IX - BACK TO BASICS Dennis was drifting, lost in a never-ending tidal wave of thoughts. It seemed like that's where he spent most of his time these days. Everything passed by him in a blur, his focus never quite pulling it all into vie...
This morning Alex's texted me seeing if I wanted to go for a swim around lunch time. I was thinking of going for a short drive, walk along the beach, swim and grab some groceries on the way home but some laps with Alex sounded good and I wanted to hear what he was planning with Adam (his potential future boyfriend which I wrote about yesterday). I replied:...