Nothing previously in my life had prepared me for the things that were happening with Thad. Nothing had prepared me for the feelings I started having. I was amazed at how sweet, gentle and concerned he suddenly became. He was totally competitive while we were swimming and totally sexual at other times, but when he knew I was in pain everything changed.
By the time we got into the locker room, the storm was howling. He shut the door and helped me to a bench. I was in excruciating pain and couldn't straighten my leg for anything. It was high up in my quad and hamstring and I was afraid I'd pulled something.
As soon as I was on the bench Thad immediately sprang into action. He was helping me stretch my leg and working the muscles. He told me to take deep breaths and try to relax and calm down. I was amazed at his knowledge and skill in helping me. When I commented on it, he told me that he was either going to go into sports medicine or sports physical therapy. He said he had spent the last year in junior training and massage.
It made me feel better, that at least to some extent he knew what he was doing. When the spasms subsided he asked if I thought I could stand and walk. I told him that I thought I could, and he said, "Good, let's get you back to the sauna for some dry heat!"
"Sauna, what sauna, I didn't know this place had a sauna!"
"Sure, there's a sauna, whirlpool, massage rooms, private showers, and the remnants of a cocktail lounge!"
"Thad, what the hell are you talking about?"
Thad told me the long story about how the city pools had a hard time handling the crowds and there was never enough time for the competitive swimmers to be able to practice. So some of the hot shots in town had this place built as a private swim club. He said that the membership fees were high and that it was fairly exclusive, but his father had been one of the charter members. When the economy fell, so did the club. The city took it over, but they couldn't afford to run the luxury parts of it. So some of the members, his father included had made a deal with the city to let them lease back the luxury part and they all kicked in money every month for the operation of everything except the cocktail lounge.
Thad helped me hobble through the locker room, when we got to a door I had noticed but had never paid much attention to, he just swung it open. It was one of the nicest locker rooms I'd ever seen in my life. He led me to the left and down a small corridor to the sauna. It was fucking gorgeous! I stopped Thad and said, "Hey before we go in there I need to piss."
Yes, I knew what I was getting myself into, but now, seeing this side of Thad had changed some things for me. I also couldn't keep my mind off of the things that had happened with him and wondered how hot it would be this time since we'd been in that freezing water, I don't know when my nipples had ever been this hard!
We turned around and headed to the urinals in the luxury part of the swim club. I didn't hesitate and pulled out my now tiny cock and started pissing. Thad didn't miss a beat and his fingertips when right to my rigid nipples. It was totally amazing. My piss was flowing and his fingers were doing magic to my body. I hesitated for a moment and then just leaned back against his warm, firm, smooth body, closed my eyes and absorbed all the pleasure that was pulsing through my body.
Thad's hot breath was on my neck, which sent more shivers up and down my spine and made my cock surge into hardness! He whispered in my ear, "Sam, you are great, I am so glad that I met you!"
