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Opening Us
Elliott's mind was uncharacteristically empty as he saw the pool wall enter his vision. Swimming was not only Elliott's way to stay fit (or try to anyway), but also his stress relief after work. And to be honest, he didn't mind looking at the bodies of the nearly naked men either. Elliott tried to make it a habit of swimming at the public pool several blocks away from his work four or five times a week. It was Thursday, and he had had a particularly gruelling week at the architectural firm of Hebert-Pelletier where he worked as a junior architect. Swimming tonight was almost meditative tonight for Elliott, as he advanced through the water.
Just as he was about a metre away from the pool wall, Elliott tucked his head in and pulled his body over itself. Pushing off into streamline, Elliott realized he was approaching his last pool length before he should start his cool down. He stretched out his strokes and pulled with renewed energy as his work-out was reaching its end. Elliott could see in the pool that only two other swimmers remained. In the lane to his right, a man probably similar in age in a speed was torching through the water, while on the left a woman was leisurely swimming breast-stroke. Although the pool isn't as busy as others in the city, it has its share of lane swimmers in the evenings. Elliott thought he must be later than he normally swims. Elliott let himself glide through the water as he approached the opposing wall. He stood up and took a gulp from his water bottle.
The swimmer to his right pulled himself out of the pool. Wearing a navy-blue speedo, his package was well defined. The swimmer's chest was equally defined, showing a light swimmer's six pack. He pulled off his swimming cap to show his blond hair and cute face. Elliott shook himself out of his mesmerizing image and looked at the clock mounted on the wall.
6:25. The pool's lane swim was essentially over. Elliott wouldn't have long to cool down. He set out on a couple laps, slowing his strokes and controlling his breathing. When he finished, he pulled himself up out the side of the pool, feeling with content his tired arms as he did so. Elliott quickly collected his bottle, towel and flip flops before heading into the locker room. Before entering the showers, Elliott pulled off his jammer and hung up his towel.
As Elliott entered the showers, he heard the shower running before he saw the swimmer who he observed from earlier was still here. Elliott chose a spot close enough to eye the other swimmer, but far enough to be discrete. As Elliott approached, it looked almost like he was jerking himself off. Elliott turned on the water for the shower, and soon as the temperature was adjusted, he stepped under the stream. Slowly rinsing himself off, Elliott eyed the young man's body. His firm, round ass checks looked nice and smooth, a milky colour with only a slight wisp of fine blond hair. Moving his eyes up, his back was nicely defined, chiselled like a marble statue. As the man rinsed, he turned his body under the shower head, revealing the front of his body towards Elliott. Elliott's eyes immediately darted to what was between his legs. A cute patch of light pubic hair, clearly meticulously maintained. His cock was clearly engorged, sticking out from his body in a downward arch. At its tip, his foreskin was pulled halfway back down his cock head, revealing his purple knob. Elliott glanced up to the man's head, meeting his eyes. He clearly saw all of Elliott's oogling. He let out a slight smirk and brought his hand down to his cock, stroking it fast back and forth three times before letting it flop down. He reached with both hands, and pinched his foreskin and pulled it out over his head.
Elliott was feeling quite self conscious about being caught gazing at his body, but appreciated the show. His own cock began to rise, not helping. The man reached down again and fondled his balls a bit before again stroking his cock for a bit. He again let it flop down.
Elliott could feel his erection reaching its full height. He needed to leave before he did something he regretted. He quickly finished rinsing of the soap and shampoo, before racing into the change rooms to get dressed. The man in the showers didn't follow him during the time Elliott was in the change room, presumably finishing himself off in the showers.
The walk home was brisk and uneventful. The autumn day was quickly giving way to night. The trees, though mostly still green, had already started to have patches of yellow, orange or red. From the street, Elliott climbed up the iron staircase to his second-floor apartment. On the landing, he pulled off his bag and twisted his key, entering his apartment in one motion. He quickly shirked off his coat and shoes. The smell of recent cooking, perhaps a curry, wafted in the air. However, when Elliott arrived in the kitchen, there was no one.
"Felix, are you there?" Elliott called out to his boyfriend. He should have been home for a couple hours, and from the smell had recently cooked a dinner.
"I'm over here, baby" replied Felix. Elliott followed the voice to the bedroom, where he walked in to find Felix naked and propped up against the headboard of the bed. His legs were spread, showing off his toned inner thighs. Elliott's eyes quickly landed on what was between Felix's two legs, standing fully engorged.
Set above a cute set of balls, Felix's cock rose from a nice thick base. Standing straight up, Elliott could see the tip of his cock head peeking out from his slightly puckered foreskin. Felix motioned Elliott to join him, though he didn't need to, as Elliott already was climbing between Felix's legs. Elliott placed his hands onto Felix's warm thighs, just above his knees. Elliott gently petted his soft skin, before moving onto what his real prize was. With one hand, Elliott stroked the satiny underside of Felix's ball sac. With his other hand, he gently pulled back Felix's foreskin, revealing his engorged pink head. Elliott pumped his skin slowly back and forth across Felix's head, eliciting a slight moan from him. Still stroking his balls, Elliott pulled Felix's foreskin all the way back and took his hard head into his mouth.
Wrapping his hand around the shaft, Elliott started to tease the back of his cock head with his tongue. Stroking his cock head with his tongue, Elliott began to bob on Felix's dick. He could feel him getting hard and harder as he slowly raised his tempo.
"Oh baby, you suck my cock so good." Moaned Felix, writhing gently below him.
Elliott loved every moment of sucking Felix's cock. Without being touched, Elliott was now rock hard and leaking loads of precum that was now showing through his pants. The thrill of seeing his boyfriend so turned on and so pleased excited Elliott as much as having Felix's thick dick in his mouth.
