The Olympic Trials
by: justjames17

(© 2008 by the author)

 

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Bruno was born in Rome Italy and had been hooked on swimming from an early age, at 6 he was competing with kids older and holding his own against them. As he matured he began to shine and became a champion of his school and the swimming club he'd been in since his 6th birthday. His folks realised he was a champion and were happy to put in the time driving him to training before and after school, they loved their son intensely and would do anything to help him achieve his dream. That dream was to represent Italy in the Olympics.

At 16 he was the fastest freestyle swimmer in Italy and as the Olympics were soon to be held he was sent to the International championships to compete and earn his place on the team. He wasn't an endurance swimmer but over 50 meters and up to 200 meters he was like a seal sprinting in a flurry of foam as he powered up and down the pool. The day dawned and Bruno was there in Barcelona where the trials were to be held he was in the hotel where all the swimmers were staying and at the dinner to celebrate their arrival he was sitting with his team mates surveying the assembled competitors. Bruno ignored the female swimmers and concentrated on the males, Bruno was a closet gay boy and loved swimmers for their sexy bodies.

As he looked about the assembly he saw the Australian team with Grant Hackett and the other Aussies, these were the main competition along with a few Americans like Phelps. Next to the Aussies he saw the German team and his eyes fixed on one of them a young blond stud that was smiling at the guy next to him as he was talking. Bruno felt his heart thudding in his chest as his eyes devoured this apparition, the fair blond hair and youthful features, dimpled cheeks as he smiled and white teeth flashing as he spoke. Bruno was enamoured by this lad and felt an irresistible urge to talk to this handsome guy, as he sat there day dreaming staring at the young swimmer he suddenly jerked back to reality the lad was getting to his feet and headed towards the toilets.

Bruno immediately leaped to his feet and he followed at a distance unnoticed by anyone in the huge dinning room, the blond pushed open the polished outer wooden door and disappeared from sight, Bruno followed a few seconds later and entered the vestibule between the outer and inner doors. He paused trembling, worried how to approach this lad, would he think he was queer to suddenly appear and speak to him? Bruno steeled himself pushed his shoulders back and pushed open the inner door entering the brightly lit tiled toilet area, there at the urinal stood the object of his desires. He was standing fly undone and cock in hand as he pissed as Bruno entered he turned slightly to see who entered affording Bruno with a good look at his sweet schlong.

Bruno saw it was pale pink and so smooth with a cowled hood pulled back behind the shiny pearly pink glans, a strong stream of golden urine spurted into the gleaming stainless steel urinal, the guy smiled at Bruno and nodded a greeting before turning back to the front. Bruno hurried across and stood next to him hauling out his dark brown veiny tool and stood there holding it between finger and thumb exposing as much shaft as he could. The blond glanced across to check him out and Bruno gave his fattening pole a couple of strokes, the lad watched then raised his green emerald eyes to look into Bruno's chocolate brown orbs as he smiled tentatively. Bruno saw the lad's dick pulse a little and his stream waver, Bruno smiled at the now blushing blond and he said, "Hi my name is Bruno what's yours?"

The blond replied, "Hi Bruno my name is Gerhardt, what team are you here with?"

Bruno told him he was from Italy and the fair lad nodded and replied, "That explains your tan, you are lucky living in the warm Mediterranean not cold Europe like me."

Bruno smiled and kept stroking himself and watched the other swimmers dick growing rapidly, he grinned and said, "Nice cock you have its so pale and smooth it looks so suck able."

Bruno couldn't believe what he just said and his swarthy features darkened as he blushed, Gerhardt also blushed and his cock was now stiff as could be. He whispered, "Let's go into a stall where we can do stuff together."

They hurried to a stall locking the door behind them, Bruno fell to his knees and grasped Gerhardt's dick then rubbed it on his lips after moistening them, Gerhardt shuddered and gasped as he felt those lips on his sensitive cock head. He grasped Bruno's short cropped head and moaned as the Italian lad sucked his excited cock, he soon was pushing it in and out as Bruno sucked hard on the tasty meat, in what seemed like seconds Gerhardt climaxed flooding Bruno's mouth with a sweet deluge of teen sperm. Bruno gurgled and spluttered as he tried to swallow the sudden spurts he managed to take it all and after Gerhardt finished Bruno sucked the last remnants from his dick then licked the spongy glans to clean any dregs off.

Gerhardt was panting and shaking as he clutched Bruno's head steadying himself, Bruno licked his lips and looked up as his new friend looked down at him, eyes semi focused from his climax. Gerhardt shook his head to clear his mind then smiled at Bruno who got to his feet his steely pole wagging at his mate drooling pre cum to the floor, he placed his hands on Gerhardt's shoulders gently pushing him down. The German swimmer folded his legs and grasped Bruno's hips before licking the big dark wrinkled ball bag prodding Bruno's hot roiling nuts about with his moist tongue. Bruno closed his eyes an arched back thrusting his cock at his friend, Gerhardt opened his mouth and took the slobbering schlong inside licking and teasing the hot smooth knob before deep throating Bruno swallowing him completely and using his throat muscles to massage the embedded prong.

Bruno shuddering and panting clutched Gerhardt's cropped blond head as he sawed his pole back and forth in and out of the experienced throat, in no time the fantastic sensations had him on tip toe and whimpering as his body exploded, his groin felt like a hand grenade had blown up driving his seed out into the palpitating throat of the hot German lad as he milked Bruno dry before pulling off his now deflating dong. The cock slid from his lips glistening with saliva under the bright lighting as Gerhardt licked his lips and smiled appreciatively up at Bruno.

They tidied their attire before leaving the stall and washing their faces and hands, as they dried them another swimmer entered, Gerhardt grinned at the new arrival and said, "Hey Kurt meet Bruno, he's on the Italian team and we just sucked each other off."

Bruno nearly died on the spot but Kurt grinning reached out his hand and took Bruno's saying, "Hmm Maybe next time we can have a three way."

The End.
 

Posted: 05/30/08