Swim Crush

Chapter 9

CHAPTER 9

I n the end, I made Danny return the bag to Hayden. I was overwhelmed.

I had sent those messages as a test and Hayden was smart. He’d figure out what I did and be embarrassed and probably clam up like he’d done so many other times. I didn’t want things to end up like that. I didn’t want him to feel awkward, I wanted him to be happy.

And take his clothes off.

With me.

I swore Logan to secrecy, but his mind was blown when I revealed Pillow’s identity. He wanted me to buy some flowers, ride down to the Sawyers’ house, and ask him out immediately.

I wasn’t going to do that.

I told Logan I’d handle it and then suggested that maybe he focus on his cam sex relationship instead of mine.

Now that I knew, it was obvious. At practice, I’d glance his way and half the time he was already looking at me. It became a little game, trying to catch him.

“You should message him on Grindr when you can watch him react,” Danny suggested.

“If I do that, he’s going to look directly at me, and I won’t be able to watch his reaction because he’ll see me watching him and then he’ll know I know.”

“Oh brother. He probably already knows you know.”

The locker room was even worse. I couldn’t help but put on a show. I made sure to spend extra time lathering my balls or my ass, especially when he was around. With my eyes closed and head back, of course – torso on full display.

I stopped doing that the day I heard a loud metallic bang. Hayden had walked into the lockers and landed on his ass on the floor. I ran over to try to help him, but slipped myself. I had forgotten that water and soap didn’t create the best surface for running.

I felt arms pick me up from behind. “You two alright?” It was Danny.

“I’m good, thanks,” I answered.

“Just my body getting in the way. I’m okay,” Hayden replied, then disappeared around the corner.

“When are you revealing yourself?” Danny whispered.

“Is this not revealing enough?”

Danny rolled his eyes. “Not what I meant. And he’s seen that a hundred times by now.”

“I’m waiting for a special day.”

I was waiting for Valentine’s Day to be exact.

My attempts at real life shenanigans were nothing compared to our Grindr chats now. Knowing who it was on the other end of the conversation was so much hotter. I had known Hayden for almost two years and lately – whether it was pure luck or not – we had spent some time together. He was definitely boyfriend material, and if our Grindr conversations were any indication, we were sexually compatible too.

Part of me was nervous things wouldn’t work in person, but part of me knew I needed to try. He was worth that, and he obviously liked me. It was hard to imagine him as the same person from the beginning.

Harpocrates.

Of course he hadn’t changed, I just got to know him a lot better, which only made me like him more.

A few days prior I got with Coach and reserved the pool, but the big day was finally here.

Mike: Can you meet me at the pool?

Hayden: Sure…everything okay?

Mike: I came for a swim and the door to the locker room won’t open.

Mike: I can’t get back in and I don’t want to use the emergency exit. Speedos and snow don’t mix.

Mike: I thought you might have keys?

Logan had come up with that excuse. Just enough reason that he needed to come, but not outrageously fake.

Hayden: Yeah, I can be there in fifteen minutes or so.

Mike: Great! You’re a lifesaver. I owe you whatever you want.

I couldn’t help throwing a little flirt his way. We were finally going to meet.

I was busy lighting candles when the notification from DoorDash popped – dinner was here. After tipping the delivery driver and closing the app, I scurried back through the building and over to the table I had set up poolside. The silverware I borrowed from the dining hall was already on the table, so I just had to slide napkins underneath and pull everything out of the bag. A quick trip to the trash can by the door and all I had left to do was finish the candles and turn off the overhead lights.

“Mike?” Hayden’s voice echoed through the dimly-lit natatorium. “Oh my God.”

I stood smiling next to the table, illuminated by the hundreds of floating candles in the pool behind me. “Good evening and happy Valentine’s Day.”

“What is all this?” he asked, approaching me. “You weren’t locked in, were you?”

I shook my head, took a deep breath for courage and grabbed his hand. He didn’t pull away, so I squeezed and led him towards the table.

“This is all for you, Hayden. If you take a seat, I think your place card will reveal what you need to know.”

“My place card?”

I pulled the chair out from the table and waited for him to sit. While I made my way around the table, he must’ve read it because he asked, “When did you know?”

“That you bite pillows?” I took my seat, grabbing the napkin to put on my lap.

“I’m assuming it had something to do with Danny finding my phone?”

“See, you’re a smart boy.” I winked. “And yes. I messaged you on Grindr and the phone went off in the locker room.”

“You’ve known for…almost a month?! I should’ve known. All those fucking flirty glances. Every time I looked at you, you were looking at me.”

“Trust me, I noticed too, and we were connecting in real life and on Grindr, so don’t get mad at me for liking it. I was hypnotized that you could be that dirty. You’re usually so reserved.”

“Well”–he took a sip of his water–“maybe I’m saving it for the bedroom?”

“I bet you are,” I said, a huge smile plastered on my face. “And you’re not really saving anything. I’ve seen practically every part of you.”

“I can’t believe you did all this for me,” Hayden said, gesturing to the pool.

“It’s like I knew you’d appreciate a grand gesture. You’re kind of a romantic, you know?”

“I…am aware. How did you know I liked this place?”

He was referring to the meal from Gino’s currently plated in front of him. I shrugged. “When I was at your house for New Year’s, I saw the paper bags by the recycling. I figured I’d give it a shot.”

“Well, your observational skills paid off. It’s my favorite place.”

I screamed a huge congratulations to myself inside my head and flashed a smile. “It’s really good. I didn’t happen to guess your favorite dish, did I?”

Hayden shook his head. “I like the Italian sampler, but this is up there,” he said, before taking another bite. “Wait a minute, what about my boyfriend?”

“Your fake boyfriend?”

Hayden smiled. “I suppose that was a little transparent. I’m not a good liar.”

“To be fair, I had no idea…for a long time. But once I knew it was you, I didn’t think you’d be messaging me on Grindr and leaving me notes if you had a boyfriend.”

Hayden nodded, then asked, “What did you order?”

“Cheese ravioli,” I answered. “I like my pasta stuffed.”

“Like you like your men.”

“Hopefully.”

The tension was thick. Now that it was all on the table, it seemed nothing was off limits.

“Are we going for a swim later?” Hayden asked.

“We can, but I didn’t bring a Speedo.”

“There’s some in the locker room,” Hayden suggested.

“I don’t think I want to do that again.”

Hayden laughed, but kept his eyes on mine. “My dad would kill us if we got caught.”

“Let’s not get caught then.”

We kept eating while the conversation varied between us reliving our entire relationship from the moment I received the first note to small talk about our current lives. His enormous back tattoo was of special interest to me, as it had remained a secret the entire time we had known each other. His reply was he didn’t live as shirtless an existence as I did.

I practically fell out of my chair when I felt pressure on my crotch.

“Easy, tiger,” Hayden purred. “I’ll be gentle.”

“Jesus.” I closed my eyes. How can someone’s toes be so talented?

“Hmm…feels about as big as it should.”

I had to put my fork down. As if I could eat anyway. I was rock hard and completely uninterested in anything on the table. “If you keep doing that, I don’t think we’ll be doing much swimming.”

Hayden smiled and the footjob ended. I immediately regretted saying anything.

“Oh, your ass is getting in that pool, Mike. I already know what I want for dessert.”

“I can’t believe you’re finally letting go,” I said, a little surprised at his forwardness.

“You did the hard part for me, Mike.”

Fuck.

Hayden, without any hesitation, stood up, turned around – his ass was even better in person – stripped and dove into the pool. I wasn’t about to ignore what amounted to an invitation to, at the very least, skinny-dip with my closet-hot secret admirer.

I took my clothes off as fast as I could and went to slide into the pool – I didn’t want to disturb any more of the candles – but Hayden’s hands on my thighs stopped me and his mouth immediately engulfed my entire cock.

“Shouldn’t we – oh fuck! – discuss our sexual…histories?”

The slurp as he pulled off practically echoed. “Are you really asking me if I’ve tested while you’re about to be blown?”

“Yes?”

Hayden laughed. “Okay, I can respect that. I haven’t been with anyone since my high school boyfriend,” he answered. “So it’s been a few years for me and my test last year was negative. What about you?”

“I’m, uh…a virgin.”

“Seriously? I get to take your cherry? Fuck, that’s so hot.”

“You’re okay with that?”

“Okay?! More than okay, Mike. I’m a little surprised since your sex talk is absolutely filthy.”

“All thanks to porn, I assure you,” I said.

“But we can do whatever you want. Just tell me and it’s yours.”

“Your mouth felt pretty good?”

Hayden shook his head. “Pretty good? That just won’t do. Close your eyes and relax.”

I did as he said, bracing myself with my hands behind me. His hands grabbed my thighs again and I felt his tongue swirl around my balls before making its way up the shaft to engulf the head. Up and down, over and over, I was lost in it. He’d change the suction, then he’d change the speed, then he’d use a hand and jack me off at the same time.

“You’re so good”–I managed to speak–“at this, Hayden.”

“I love hearing you say my name.”

I liked to hear that, but I knew this needed to stop soon or my boys would be landing in the chlorine in a few seconds. “Hold up.” I put a hand on his shoulder. “Let’s take this into the locker room.”

“What’s in there?” Hayden asked.

“Lube, for starters,” I answered.

“And what are we gonna do with that?” he asked, giving the head of my glistening cock another lick.

“I’m gonna make you scream my name.”

Had anyone interrupted the clean-up of the candles in the pool via nets or the rushed takedown of the dining set, they would’ve seen two muscular, completely naked men scurrying around the deck with bouncing erections, and I would’ve died from embarrassment. Luckily, no one found us and the locker room was as deserted as the pool.

“This is going to be quick,” I warned.

“We have time for a slow fuck later. I just want to cum with you inside of me.”

I headed for my locker to grab the lube.

“Where do you want me?” Hayden asked.

“Bend over. Put your hands on the bench.”

He did as commanded, then I heard him say, “I can’t believe this is finally happening.”

Just hearing that he had imagined this, had waited for this, made my dick harder. He hissed when I drizzled the lube onto his crack. I quickly apologized then dipped a finger into the clear fluid and slowly trailed it down until I brushed his hole.

“Fuck, that feels good.”

“You ready?”

“Finger me first. You’ve got a huge dick. You’re gonna need to prep me.”

“Okay. Just tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”

“It’s pretty simple. One finger, then two. Keep adding lube.”

I was amazed to see that he had a completely hairless ass. With my other hand, I squeezed his plump cheek and felt no stubble. It was natural. Spreading his cheeks apart, I finally saw his little, pink rosebud. It was wet already from the initial lube, but I wanted to make it good for him, so I added more.

“Oh fuck.” Hayden groaned.

“That okay?” I was afraid this was all wrong.

“Jesus Christ, yes. More. More, please.”

He didn’t have to ask me again. I switched hands and used the leftover lube to slick up my cock, making sure to get under my foreskin.

“How many is that? It feels so good.”

“Three,” I answered, pulling out just a little to add more lube.

“That’s enough. I need you to fuck me now.”

I grabbed the lube, squirted more on my cock, and guided it towards his hole. With a hand on Hayden’s back, I slowly pushed inside. It felt so tight…and warm. Unlike anything I’d ever felt.

“Fuck. How much of it is in?”

I glanced down. “Maybe half?”

“Add more lube and give me a few seconds.”

I did as instructed. “All set?”

“Yeah.”

In a few seconds, I was all the way in. “That’s it.”

“Trust me, that is anything but it. It’s fantastic is what it is. I’m good. You can go for it now.”

Slowly, I pulled out and slid it back in. I didn’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this. This was a thousand times better.

“You can go harder. I can take it now.”

I grabbed his hips and the sound of my body slamming into his filled the locker room, as did the expletives coming out of his mouth.

“Are you close? I’m close,” I said. “Fuck, that’s embarrassing.”

“Wait, wait, wait. Let’s switch positions.” Hayden stood up and moved forward, my cock slid out of his body.

“Holy shit, that felt weird.”

“Well, for me it feels like I’m being split open. In a good way, of course.” Hayden grabbed a towel from my locker and laid it on the bench. After straddling it, he laid back and held his legs in the air. “Have at it, big top.”

I caught his jab and threw it back at him. “Maybe you can bite the towel since there aren’t any pillows here?”

“Less talk, more cock.”

“I knew you’d be a bossy bottom,” I said, grabbing his ankles.

Hayden reached over his head to grab the bench to steady himself. “Get to it-ahhh! Fuck!”

After a few minutes of pumping, I was close again. Hayden had started jacking himself as I fucked him. He grabbed my ass, pulling me into him. “I’m close! Fuck!”

I lost myself in the moment. I became a machine, pistoning in and out. The slapping sound of my legs against his ass was such a turn-on.

“I want you to breed me!” Hayden yelled. “I can’t believe I just said that.”

“It’s all – good – fuck!” At this point, I was channeling all the porn I had ever watched. Every movement I mimicked, every phrase I copied, and I didn’t care how it sounded. “Take my cock, boy. I’m gonna fill you up.”

Hayden’s hips bucked. “Cumming!”

I watched as the first spurt launched from his dick and as soon as his hole clenched around my cock, I lost it. “Me too!” My eyes closed as the orgasm washed over me. Each pump came slower than the last and the locker room grew quieter.

All I could hear eventually was the sound of our heavy breathing.

“Best Valentine’s Day ever,” Hayden said, cum dripping from his chin.

I had to agree.