Swim Jock Novels & Stories

And I’ve never been wetter in my life. They’ve turned the therapy into torture. The big hydrotherapy whirlpool usually reserved for injured shoulders has been dragged into the center of the locker room and filled to the brim with steaming water. The jets are cranked to maximum. Eight swimmers stand around the edge, naked, cocks hard and already glistening with pre-cum. I’m still sore from last night, thighs trembling, pussy and ass puffy and leaking the second I walk in. They don’t let me undress myself.

he stuttered with a smile on his face. Jodi dropped her shorts and climbed in the tub. She let the water run down her hair and body as Joe started soaping her breasts with a bar of soap. Jackie had disposed of her clothes and climbed in behind Joe. Jodi took the bar of soap from him and started soaping his bird chest. Jackie started massaging his shoulders and nibbling his ear. She swayed side to side, letting her nipples drag across his back. Jodi soaped her way down to his cock, which was skinny and smaller than others she had seen. Was this as hard as it got?

Walking in, I set my bag down and pull out my bathing suit. I usually don't swim, but just in case I want to, I'm prepared. I slip my shorts and underpants off and pull the black swim trunks on. They come to a little below mid-thigh, and they're a bit loose around my legs so as not to make them hot and stuffy. Tying the white string, I see that Jack and Pike have pulled their shirts off and pulled their swim trunks on. I keep my shirt on because I'm pretty sure I'm not going to swim, but Jack loves the water, and Pike wants a tan. But whatever.

I needed to move. I changed into my swimsuit and headed outside. The pool water was still. I stepped in and let the coldness hit my skin. I moved through the water slowly. No voices. No questions. Just the sound of the water shifting around my shoulders. I swam back and forth until my breathing evened out and the noise in my head dulled. Footsteps sounded on the concrete. I stopped and turned to see Franklin approaching. “There is a swimming contest coming up in the pack soon," he said, trying to smile. "I do not know if pregnant women are allowed, but you should join them.”

I ran past a lot of shops, but then left the road and into the woods, passing a long route. When I got to the field I went to the back of a big tree to change. Jack was already waiting for me as I came out. We exchanged greetings, and he turned and started walking towards the creek. When we got here the boat was already waiting for us with two logs of wood and a Jack's cooler in it. I signed, I guess we are swimming again. Jack climbed into the boat while I just walked into the cold, still water and picked up the rope. I pulled the boat over my shoulder till I got to the place where the ground was deep and I could barely stand on my two feet. I tied the rope around my waist. This time I was

Nova “Of course,” I said as Colby led me through a door into an indoor, heated, Olympic size swimming pool. “I should have known you’d have your own pool.” He shrugged, whipping off his blue sweater and throwing it on a bench by the wall. “My last name is Docks. My love for swimming was basically inescapable.” “Not necessarily,” I argued. “You could have loved boats.” He had already been in his swim trunks when I got to his house, and he made us both remove our shoes in the little mud room outside the pool. With nothing else to remove, the blond-haired charmer laughed and dove in a perfect arc into the deep end.

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She had thought that they would just stay out on the beach all day, but now, she wasn't nervous about wearing a bikini anymore. She could always stay indoors and tell them that she didn't know how to swim, even though she was once a champion swimmer in secondary school. That way, she would just be in her plain sundress. Joaquin was already taking off his shirt and running towards the ocean. “Come on over and swim with me, Astrid!” He laughed, hopping into the waters without a care in the world. “Do you want to join him?” Darius asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

His younger sister who just started college. I had to tell them their son drowned in my pool. Had to listen to his mother scream. Had to hear his father’s voice crack when he asked how this could have happened. And now I’m watching Anaya fall apart. “He didn’t drown.” Her voice comes out choked and raw. “You know Jack. He was captain of the swim team. Three-time state champion. He lived in the water, Raven.” “I know.” “He competed in nationals. Won medals. He was training for the Olympic trials.” She lifts her head and her face is blotchy and red. “He swam across lakes for fun. He could hold his breath for three minutes underwater. How can you sit here and tell me he drowned?”

I told Ben and Maya I had to run an errand and headed toward the school’s athletic complex. The indoor swimming area was quiet, the air thick with the smell of chlorine. The lights were off, except for the glowing blue of the pool itself and there he was. Jax was cutting through the water with powerful strokes, back and forth, like he was trying to outswim something. He hadn’t seen me yet. I stood by the edge, waiting. After a few more laps, he reached the wall and surfaced, pushing his wet hair back from his forehead. His eyes found me in the dim light.