Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

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said, offering me one, ablaze with tropical flowers, then started to strip. I'd never worn speedos before. Fascinated, I held them across my groin and peered at them.
    "You'll look sexier in them."
    I looked at him, grinning, seeing him starkers, grinning back.
    "Come on, get them on."
    He waited while I stripped, then we snuck into our ultra briefs together, taking time to tuck our gear where each bit felt best, I guess some sort of guy's ritual with tight speedos.
    "Wow, not bad, Alex, very hot!"
    I laughed, eying him and then myself in the mirror, surprised at how damned good they looked on my lanky body. He stood behind me, matching my grin, his arm across my back, pressing me to him. "You look super. All the babes on the beach would go mad if they saw you, particularly with your cute taut butt." He laughed as he pinched my bum, causing me to jolt forward, showing off my package more in the mirror.
    I paused in confusion then laughed to cover myself. While I didn't mind him thinking I liked girls, I thought he'd figured I preferred guys and for that matter, had started to think he did, too. Maybe I've mistaken him, got him figured wrong.
    He grabbed my hand. "Let's hit the pool." He led me out the back, to a patio and on to a large rectangular pool. "One of the reasons we settled on this property is this pool," he explained later, "so I can keep up my training."
    I had the best time, mucking around with him, diving off the edge and swimming between his legs, and bombing, summersaulting, and throwing ball, just feeling close and up-front, all the time getting to know him better. He taught me a few tips about diving, keeping my arms, body and legs straight and head down and made me practise ten times, diving between his legs again. I swam face-up and close under him the last few times, blowing bubbles at his balls and between his legs and planted my palms on his bum cheeks to push myself through. The last time, I pulled up short, bear-hugged him from behind and dunked him. My bubble teasing had worked for as soon as we surfaced he grabbed and embraced me and I felt his hard cock pressed against me. He knew I did because I pushed my groin into him, and he rubbed his up and down against me. He didn't care, instead laughed and let me go while I giggled in my shy way. For a few moments, we stood facing each other in the waist high water, looking as though we wanted the sexy fun to continue and maybe develop. Yet we acted as though nothing of any meaning happened, just some innocent fun.
    He broke the spell. "Let me show you a few swimming tips." He demonstrated how to stroke my arms better. Later he had me lie in front of him with his arms supporting my hips and thighs to stop me moving off, while I practised the arm stroke. I didn't want to keep my head in the water as he suggested because the chlorine was stinging my eyes. Instead I kept my head above while twisting my body harmoniously to the stroke, which was so much smoother than slapping my arms onto the water while rocking and rolling abruptly like I did before. He showed me how to kick better, holding me while I practised stroking and kicking. After a couple of minutes, he let go and I took off to the wall. When I returned I was stoked and hugged and thanked him. He told me he'll bring some goggles next time he visits and then teach me how to breathe with my head in the water.
    After Sunny's delicious snack, we listened to music in his room, leaning against his bed's headboard, watching the bands on the plasma screen. Between songs, he asked if I'd like to play games. I told him I'd never played, as my stepdad wouldn't let me have a computer, mobile phone or iPod. In any case, no one ever invited me to play with them. He raised his brows and shook his head when I told him and switched the big screen to some games, collected the consoles and showed me how to use mine. Playing with him mesmerised me, opening a new world. I loved him for letting me win most of them. His mum

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