Chapter 14
“If you’re talking, you’re not working,” chided Coach Ken, clenching his whistle in his teeth. “Now SWIM!” He threw up his hands, blew his whistle and the men hit the water for their final set.
Ryan watched Erik underwater, gazing sideways every time he took a breath, waiting for that single moment when he was close enough—inches away—he could see Erik’s entire long white body and the barely-there navy blue Speedo wrapped around the slim, tight waist. Best of all, he could focus on the beautiful hump between Erik’s legs, pushing out from his body like a sonar in the pool. Ryan wondered if Erik was really that hung and he felt a little bit guilty staring at his teammate’s crotch, if only for a few seconds.
“Four hundred meter cooldown,” said Coach, “And that’s practice.”