Swim Jock Novels & Stories

I exclaimed attempting to pry his large hand of mine so I could move closer to the almost clear water. My eyes wandered around the large swimming pool, taking a few steps into the cold room I noticed that near the side of the pool was a jacuzzi which was radiating steam, a mini bar was located at the side of the room. Multiple deck chairs were placed at the sides of the pool, this was likea mini resort. "You like to swim?" He asked as we stepped closer to the water, I had always hated swimming as a child. I remember once I was forced to swim with no armbands and I almost drowned, I think that's a scarred me.

Jade Smith's Point of View: I can swim. I mean, of course, I can swim I'm a yardie through and through but I still didn't want to be dunked into the water. I would have to deal with my hair sooner than I had planned and I was not looking forward to it. Luckily I wasn't one of the women who wore makeup to the beach so I didn't have to worry about that. So as soon as I realized what he was up to I had a plan. I had to get revenge somehow.

“That is not handling it. That is freezing. I have watched you freeze for that man since twenty-three and I am not doing it again. I do not care if he sues me for a phone. I care that he’s still acting nonchalant like he still has any right over you.” A woman with a stroller cut around us and gave me a look. I stepped closer to the brick wall and lowered my voice anyway, because this city was small and my job was public and I could already see the clip in my head. Maya Rivera dumps coffee on prominent sports agent. Local team nutritionist also pictured.

Jace was already in the water when I came out, forearms braced on the edge, his hair slicked back, looking unfairly pleased with himself for someone about to teach remedial swimming to a nineteen-year-old. "Kick from the hip," he said, all business, all captain-voice, hands demonstrating the motion like I was a recruit. "Not the knee. The hip." I kicked from the knee. Aggressively and directly at him. "That's not — Izel, that's not what I—" I splashed him instead. Full-force, both hands, right in the face, and the outrage that crossed his face was genuinely one of the top five funniest things I've ever witnessed a grown athlete experience.

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.

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.”

"We just heard you guys are having a swimming competition with the Aerians" "Oh, yeah." He laughs, now rubbing his chin. "Is that why y'all here? Can't exactly accept defeat like good boys and girls, can you?" "What's your name?" She asks. "Jerome" "Jerome" She says, then frowns. "Shut the fuck up if you don't have anything reasonable to say." He mirrors her frown and says, "You know it's true, little princess. We swim with real tides, they swim in tiny pools with barely any ripples. Plus, I bet they spend their whole days tanning their ass than doing actual swimming."

It was no doubt a pretty deep pool used for fighting underwater. Eva swam towards me to help guide me while under water. Unfortunately, we have a very big a-hole named Jack. He used the jets to sped towards me and pulled my legs until I was in the water. I wasn’t prepared for it when I let out a yelp and grabbed the nearest ledge to keep myself above water. Eva gave Jack a dirty look while I glared at him as I lifted my foot up to kick him away. The jet at the foot of my boots powered up and I felt it increasing the speed of my kick until it hit Jack’s crotch.