Connor the Swimmer - Sex Stories

Connor the Swimmer

... I was panting as I held onto the diving block. Coach handed me my water bottle and bent down to pat me on the shoulder, 'Good stuff Connor, you smashed it today mate.'

I nodded and skulled the water, holding onto the diving block desperately. If I let go, I wasn't convinced that I wouldn't sink straight to the bottom. Taking time to gather my strength, I watched Josh, a tall muscular guy a year older than me, hoist himself out of the pool. The early morning sun reflected off the prominent bulge in his red speedos as he headed for his towel. Realising I was staring for too long, I turned away. That's when I noticed that Nathanial was in the lane next to me, guzzling his blue Powerade drink in a few sips.

He raised his eyebrows, and I tilted my head in response. Although Nathanial was in my year at school, and I had known him since kindergarten, I hadn't had much to do with him. Since starting high school, he'd moved into the direction of skateboarding, motorbike riding and kissing girls. So, in a cliché sort of way, he was quite cool and, as a result, untouchable. I was quite the opposite. Not really ostracised or bullied in any way. No, I just didn't have a lot to do with anyone outside of my duo of mates, Zac and Riley.

'Good race bud.' The red headed, thin faced Nathanial said, extending a hand. 'I almost got you this time.'

'Yeah, almost.' I smirked, shaking his hand in response.

'Fuck you. I'll get you one day.' He said, before proceeding out of the ...

... pool.

This time, I consciously tried not to stare and got out after him.

Peter met me at my towel, 'How are you feeling? Are you breathing alright?'

'Pete, I haven't had an asthma attack since I was like fourteen, chill.'

'Alright mate. You were good today, what I want you to work on is your footwork. You're still not hitting the water quite right. Every time you kick, you should -'

I let Peters words wash over me as I stood, shivering slightly in the cold morning air. There was a little more activity at the pool now. Some of the workers were treating the water or working on the pumps.

'- something to work on next time anyway.' Peter eventually finished. I nodded and he added, 'I found out too, that there's some people coming out from Sydney on Saturday. I've spoken to a few of them, and they want to see how you go. Make sure you're ready for it mate.'

'Cool, thanks Pete' I said, nerves swelling in my cold belly.

A few minutes later, I headed for the showers. Josh and the other swimmer, Ben, were almost dressed and heading out the door. I said "bye" as I headed for the showers, desperate to jump under the warm water. I expected to be alone, however, when I turned the bend, Nathanial was standing under one of the shower heads. His eyes were down, and he looked as if had simply been standing under the warm stream for quite a while.

Still a little taken aback, I picked a shower two-down from him and let the water rush over me. It gave me goosebumps all over. ...