Swim Jock Novels & Stories

There's a simple wisdom there and I love it. " Come on, let me give you a hand," Steve said towering above me. i took his hand and stood up, he made a move to wound his and around my waist and bolted leaving him standing their. H e noticed when it was late and i was heading into the water and running , i turned around to see Cindy and Jake following suit. Off all the things that i loved in the world, swimming came first, no one could beat me at that.

The morning sun was glistened off the water, casting a shimmering glow around him. Stacey couldn't help but kept staring at him. She was so captivated by the sight that she couldn't keep her eyes away. Jethro's athletic body and the ease with which he moved through the water made her heart skip a beat. She leaned against the window frame with a soft smile playing on her lips while she continued to watch him. As she kept watching him, she noticed something mesmerizing about the way he was swimming. Each of his strokes was showcasing his strength and physique.

Poolside became her favorite kind of torture. Emma lounged on a float in a bright pink bikini, chatting about some guy from her internship, completely unaware of how Stella’s attention kept drifting to the man cutting laps in the water. Joseph’s powerful body sliced through the pool with effortless grace broad shoulders breaking the surface, water streaming down the ridges of his abs when he finally hauled himself out. Stella’s mouth went dry as he shook droplets from his hair and reached for a towel. The gray swim trunks clung to him, outlining the heavy shape of his cock. She crossed her legs on her lounge chair, suddenly aching.

I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as I watched her leave, her ponytail swishing as she walked away wearing my clothes. ~0~ Avery's POV The pool had always been my sanctuary, but today the water felt different. Colder, maybe. Or maybe it was just me. I sliced through the water, counting laps to keep my mind occupied. Fifty. Fifty-one. Fifty-two. But even the familiar rhythm of swimming couldn't completely wash away my thoughts. Waking up in Bryson's bed. Wearing his shirt. The way he'd looked at me over breakfast, like I had never left. The Mario Kart competition that felt exactly like old times.

As he moved through the water, his form was the very essence of grace and power combined. The swimming jammers he wore accentuated his powerful and well-toned legs, drawing attention to the defined quadriceps and calf muscles that spoke volumes of his physical prowess. Yet, it was his buttocks, an unexpected marvel in this display of athleticism, that truly stole the show. The snug fit of the jammers revealed the rounded perfection and firmness of his glutes, an aspect that was nothing short of aesthetically pleasing. It was a testament to his unwavering dedication to all aspects of his physical fitness.

My coach said that I ran like a girl. I said that if he tried a little harder, he could too. – Mia Hamm Just before the swim team loaded on the bus, Coach Jenkins pulled JD off to the side as all the bags were loaded up. “First, I’m loving the new threads.” He opened his jacket and struck a GQ pose for her. “Excellent. After your stint in the Navy, you can be an underwear model.” JD laughed. “Yeah, Calvin Klein will be knocking down my door.”

she pleaded "YES!!!" I answered annoyed. I went to our room where my bag was placed and I changed my clothes into swimming wear. I wore a Nike Mash-Up Half Sleeve Hydroguard in color Midnight Navy. This is especially good at night because it’s not full sleeves. In short, Nike Logo Jackknife 4. I love it because it’s above the knee and so fashionable. I wore cycling first before I wore it in case someone pulled my shorts later, I will be safe right? I went out of our room and put my wet clothes on the clothesline. I don’t have a photo with it yet!

“You can’t swim, you can’t go to the beach in case some jackass tries to douse you in water – and believe me, that shit happens more often that you’d think.” I thought back to the swimming pool we had back at home and how often Jackson and I competed to see who could swim the fastest. It was only during this last holiday that I didn’t get in the pool. I also remembered when he pushed me from that cliff and I landed deep inside freezing water. If Zeke ever found out that I was a semi-professional swimmer, he’d lose his shit.

“ I’ve been swimming here for decades." The five of them stood by the banks fully dressed except for Jake who was eager to dive into the water. He was wearing an orange boxers which served as a make-do swimming trunks. The other exception was Tisha who was wearing a blue bikini that was a bit too revealing. The boys had a hard time staring at her revealed curves.. not that she cared anyway. “I would have loved to dive in.” Tomiwa said. “ But I didn’t bring any swimsuit.”