Timothee Chalamet Pool Novels & Stories

He sucked in through his nose, gathered momentum, resting his palms on the edge of the pool, and with a leap, he rose, emerging, drawing with him a quantity of water that curtained around his body. Carla glued herself to the glass doors, her lips parted and she felt thirsty. What her eyes beheld almost unblinkingly, was a full-fledged man emerging from a pool, wearing a dark blue boxer that fit like a heart attack, completely wet, showing off an incredibly shapely body.

Amelia’s POV The surface of the water in the small pool, decorated by beautiful flowers around it, was as smooth as glass, reflecting the light of the single lamp mounted on the wall. Sighing in anticipation, I removed my clothes and piled them on a wooden chair across the room. Carefully, I descended the worn steps leading into the water. The frigid water lapped against my calves, then traveled to my hips, my waist, and finally my shoulders as I reached the bottom of the pool, shuddering in the cold, but it felt so refreshing.

"Don't look a gift-horse in the mouth. If you're getting this thrown in, he's going to work your ass off for it." "I would think so, yes.…" Michael stands behind Charlotte, his arms around her and his eyes, looking down, are soft as she leans back into his embrace while the three of us drink in the astonishing view. Then Charlotte stirs. "Michael, Master, have you seen that?" We swing around to see where she is pointing. Michael takes a deep breath. "A pool as well as the sea? This is unreal." We don't need to speak. En masse, the three of us troop to the tiled edge. The pool's a good size, with both deep and shallow areas and Roman steps leading down into the water.

“And a two-piece.” “Use a GoPro.” Janice stood. “Maybe you’ll find something like drugs.” She shrugged as I gaped. Is there such a thing? That could be interesting. “Ahw, seriously?” Callisto complained. I looked at Raven who shook his head. “Off to our room.” He reached my waist. “No.” I shook my head. “Don’t you want to swim?” He tilted his head. “We have a pool by the ground floor and another one connected to the seawater. Which do you prefer?”

She tiptoed barefoot through the halls, down the staircase, and out through the back patio doors. The night air was warm, tinged with jasmine and chlorine. Crickets sang in the distance. The pool shimmered in the moonlight—blue and tempting. And there, cutting through the water with slow, easy strokes, was Jace. Lena’s breath caught. He was shirtless, of course. His back muscles flexed with every movement, tattoos glinting against wet skin. He reached the edge, turned, and pushed off again, disappearing beneath the surface like a shadow.

Emily’s laughing somewhere to my left, doing a lazy backstroke while balancing her rosé glass like it’s a trophy. “Told you it was perfect! You look like someone just stole your soul.” I swipe water from my face and force a grin. “Maybe they did. You’re a terrible influence.” She splashes me. “And proud of it. Now stop brooding and swim.” I kick off the wall, gliding toward the deep end. The pool is massive—infinity edge overlooking the ocean, tiles glittering like shattered diamonds under the sun. I’m trying to focus on that, on the blue, on anything except the man who just walked out onto the terrace shirtless and is now dropping into a lounger like he owns the place. Well, he does.

"Are you crazy? This isn't high school, we're grown ass wome-" "Shh!" Beth stared at the boys as they swam around in the pool. Before I could protest, both of our attention went to William as he stepped out of the pool. I swear, it looked like something out of a movie scene. He pushed his hair away from his face, letting his trademark curls fall back in front of his face again. His body was perfect, a nice set of abs and muscular arms to compliment his tall frame. He grabbed a towel off of the pool chair and used it to dry his curls.

The next half hour was a constant distraction as he tried to work, while nearby the most beautiful MILF in the world swam laps. When she got out, it was as if in slow motion, like in that classic 80s movie Fast Times at Ridgemont High, where Phoebe Cates got out of the pool. His dick again got hard, as she grabbed a towel and asked, "Would you like a lemonade?" "Sure," He agreed, wanting her to come back outside, and actually quite thirsty. He took this time to take off his shirt and showcase his upper body which is very toned.

"Go home and return to the arms of your poor family!" "Don't ever dream of being part of the Corner family!" The cheers made Caroline's little heart ache even more. She wanted to cry, but her tears were too precious for a trashy man like Jake to cry. Caroline turned around, half running to get away from the party. She was too busy with her thoughts to focus on the path she was on. Unintentionally, Caroline fell into a pool with a depth of 3 meters. She couldn't swim, especially since she was wearing a dress, making it even more difficult for her to move.

I say as I looking at the picture. “We’ll back to New York tonight...” Lena says as she chews the apricot. “Wow quick!” Ahmed says. “Yeah you know… duty calls” Lena chuckle. “Ahh alright then” Ahmed says as he gets up from the couch and made his way to the pool “Let’s enjoy the day!” Ahmed says as he threw himself into the pool. “Fuck yeah!” Lena screaming as she undoes her shirt and jumps to the pool. I watch them swimming before I join them.