The Swimmer

The Swimmer (c) By Lee Mariner

MAY 2003

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Chapter #4

I don't know which woke me, travel alarm buzzing, dry crusty sperm on my chest and stomach or the intense need to drain my bladder. That's the worst part of a morning hardon, as soon as you piss it reverts to normal size. I didn't have that problem this morning, remembering the afternoon with Connor and then last night with Derek.

It took some pretty intense scrubbing before Derek's dried semen was washed away from my torso and pelvis and I had to use a comb to remove most of it from my pubic hair. It did, however, leave a tingling feeling after I finally was finished showering. Usually, because of scheduling, I could shit, shave, shower, shampoo and dress in under 30 minutes but not this morning.

There was no big rush since I wasn't meeting Connor until 10 o'clock and I had plenty of time for breakfast. I had a good idea where 10th and Montenegro was since 10th St. was one of the main feeders too the Interstate and I had used it often. By the time I finished cleaning up and dressing, my stomach reminded me it needed attention and the restaurant opened for breakfast at 6:30AM.

I walked around rather than thru the indoor exercise and swimming Atrium. Passing the double doors leading to the outdoor swimming pool and I could almost visualize Connor poised on the end of the diving board, his magnificent muscular body gleaming in the bright sunlight and there was a strong tingling in my loins.

I

A good-looking young man dressed in the motel standard uniform, green slacks, vest and white shirt, was standing at the restaurant podium when I walked in.

"Good morning Sir, breakfast buffet or menu?" He said flashing a dazzling smile.

"Menu." I replied glancing around the dining room, spotting Derek and his wife sitting at the same table they had at dinner. From where I was standing, it looked like they were involved in a heated conversation.

I followed the restaurant host around a portable half wall topped with artificial flowers and foliage that divided the dining room. One side was for buffet dining and the other for those dining from the menu.

I was reminded a little of Connor following the restaurant host and I felt the warning tingling in my loins again. They had similar posteriors, round and firm, excitingly desirable and his dark green gabardine slacks were so tight the crack of his ass was sharply accented.

I was so engrossed in thinking about his and Connor's butts that I bumped into him when he stopped at the table he had selected between two large artificial Yucca cacti.

"Whoops!!" I grunted grabbing his biceps and squeezing like someone will when they unexpectedly bump into someone. I felt his biceps swell and harden in response to my grip and my pelvis pushed into his ass as we collided. He looked over his shoulder in surprise and then he smiled, his brilliant topaz eyes flashing.

"I'm sorry Sir, I didn't realize you were following so close." He said quietly and moved around the table pulling the chair back for me to sit down.

"I should apologize not you, my mind was a million miles away." I said, the bulge in my groin growing harder.

"I've had that happen to me Sir." He said laying a menu in front of me. "You can select from the menu or you may choose from the buffet, which ever you would like. Would you care for coffee this morning?"

"Coffee would be fine and I'll select from the menu." I said turning to look up at him; his bulging groin just inches away.

"I'll bring you coffee while you look over the menu. You might consider the sausage with your breakfast, if that would be one of your selections. We import our sausage from my hometown in Virginia, Smithfield. I can attest to its quality and flavor if you should care to try it. I'll be back with your coffee in just a moment Sir, while you consider the menu."

There was a skip in the beat of my heart at seeing the bulge in his groin grow larger at the suggestion of trying Virginia sausage. I followed him with my eyes as he walked away, his hips swaying slightly. His hair was platinum blonde, very well groomed and he had a small waist and wide shoulders. He moved with the athletic grace of a gazelle but there was nothing effeminate about him. He looked to be about 5'8" or maybe a little more and he couldn't have weighed more then 155 or 160lbs. An impressive, attractive, competent and efficient young man 24 or 25 years old.

II

I had used the motel on previous trips but I usually was so tired from driving and going over the local office that all I did was have dinner and then crash. I had never used the pool before yesterday nor the restaurant or lounge. I had met 4 hot men well maybe 3 hot men and a horny hot teenager man but Connor was all 3 of the others rolled into one. Connor Coleman was not someone you met everyday and I was practically salivating thinking about meeting him later.

Phoenix was a beautiful city and I knew it some but I had no idea where we would be going. All he had said was that it was somewhere he had never taken anyone before and he made it sound exciting and mysterious.

III

I selected the usual scrambled eggs and wheat toast with a side of hash browns and the Smithfield sausages.

After the ringing endorsement the host/waiter had given them how could I refuse? I smiled to myself thinking about the sly innuendos he had used, watching as he approached my table deftly balancing a tray with a white thermos coffee decanter and a large white mug. The bulge in his groin had shrunk only slightly and the thought that he was wearing a jock strap crossed my mind since most waiters I had known did. They were worn more for protection then enhancement but it did help in seducing an attractive companion.

"Your coffee Sir." He said placing the mug in front of me and pouring it full.

"Have you decided what you will have for breakfast?" He said unfolding the table napkin and spreading it across my lap he lightly brushed the bulge in my groin with his fingers.

My gut tightened slightly at the almost imperceptible touch and I gave him my order.

"We have similar tastes, your choices are what I would have made Mr......"

"Maddox, Kyle Maddox." I replied amused by the manner he used in learning my name.

"We have the same given names Mr. Maddox. Mine is Kyle also, Kyle Blaskowski, German mother/Polish father. Enjoy your breakfast and our famous sausages. Virginia produces some of the finest sausage you will put in your mouth."

"I'm sure they do Kyle, thanks. Maybe you can explain how the sausage is made sometime when you are free and I have more time." I said smiling at him.

"That would be my pleasure. I worked at the Smithfield plant when I was attending the College of William and Mary and learned a little. Excuse me, there are some people at the front, I'll check with you later to see if you might want something else." He said quietly before moving too the front.

IV

The breakfast was delicious but probably a little more then I should have eaten. Kyle's endorsement as to the excellence of the sausage was understated; the sausage had a superb flavor.

As I was finishing my coffee, Kyle emerged from behind a tall Sequoia cactus that hid a service door or some sort. He had removed the matching green vest and wore only his slacks and a tailored white shirt that enhanced his lean muscular physique and flat stomach. The top three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned revealing the soft golden hue of his skin and the cleft between his pectoral chest muscles. Moving gracefully almost seductively he made a very exciting impression and the tingling in my loins intensified.

"Will there be anything else Mr. Maddox?" He asked smiling his brilliant even white teeth flashing, his eyes a soft topaz.

"Not right now Kyle. You can bill my room, 1120 for breakfast."

"Just indicate that on the bill Mr. Maddox and I'll see it is taken care of. Are you leaving today or staying on for the weekend?"

"I'm won't really be leaving until Monday but I'm visiting with a friend and staying at his place tonight. If I had known he was close to Phoenix I would have made other arrangements but then I would not have enjoyed your delicious sausage. I should be back tomorrow afternoon though." I said signing the bill.

"Enjoy your visit but be careful of the afternoon sun. It can get rather severe." He said.

"I will, thanks for the warning. I'll see you again." I said moving away, hearing him mutter under his breath.

"I hope so."

V

As I came to the end of the dividing wall, Derek's wife brushed past me in a hurry and then Derek. We almost collided and he said "Sorry, I was trying to catch up with my wife."

"She did seem to be in a hurry Derek." I said in a normal tone of voice but he didn't reply. He just looked at me and hurried after his wife and I couldn't help but be annoyed at his rude behavior. I glowered after him and then a voice from behind me said softly.

"They have been fussing ever since they came in. I briefly overheard her say something to him about whoring around all night, that happens often in the motel. I heard you call him Derek, is he a friend of yours?"

I wasn't aware that Kyle had followed as I was leaving and hearing his voice I looked over my shoulder at him. He was grinning, his eyes shining.

"We had a couple of drinks together in the lounge last night. He and his wife are on a vacation I think but I'm not sure. He wanted to fly but she wanted to drive."

"You must have met Erik the bartender in the lounge."

"If he has black hair, blue eyes and a build like Steve Reeves, I did."

"That's Erik." Kyle said subtly but coquettishly lifting an eyebrow and nibbling on the corner of my breakfast ticket.

"He fixes a really good drink with and after dinner."

"Yes he does. He works private parties if you ever need a good bartender."

"How about you Kyle, do you work private parties?"

"I have on occasion for the right person. Sometimes Erik and I work together but not always."

"I'll have to remember that." I said winking at him.

VI

It was just a little past 9 o'clock and the heat was already close to 80 degrees. I changed into a pair of blue seersucker shorts and a white pullover golf shirt. The change might help some with the heat but it had to be better then long pants and long sleeve dress shirts.

When I opened the door to my car, the interior heat hit me with an almost blast furnace force and my lungs involuntarily sucked in air. I waited for several minutes before sliding inside thankful that there was an aircushion seat or I might have suffered blistered hamstrings.

It took the air-conditioning about a good 10 minutes before it was comfortable enough to drive but I left the drivers window cracked just a little so I could hear any emergency vehicles that might be around.

It took me about 20 minutes to reach the corner Connor had said he would meet me.

There was not parking in front of the church but there was a small parking lot for maybe 50 cars on the side of the building. Several tall large frond palms provided some shade but not much. I parked where I had a view of the corner and left the engine running for the air-conditioning.

It had gotten hotter and the heat waves from the concrete shimmered in the hot air. I leaned against the seatback and sucking in my gut I pulled on the elastic waistband of my shorts and reached inside rearranging my cock and balls. The A/C was on but my crotch felt sticky.

Connor had not said if he would be driving or not but it didn't surprise me when he rolled into the parking lot on what looked like a Schwinn 10-speed racer and he disappeared between two of the church buildings. I saw his right leg swinging over the bike as he rolled to a stop and after a few seconds he reappeared walking toward me.

He was wearing white tennis shorts, white sneakers, a white muscle shirt and Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses like mine except the lenses in his were much darker. As far as I was concerned, he didn't even need to be wearing a shirt, every muscle was outlined and he moved with long even strides his thigh muscles rippling. Even wearing sunglasses I could see the golden flecks in his eyes as he smiled, his strong white teeth flashing.

I unlocked the door and he slid inside and across the seat in one easy maneuver. He put one arm over my chest and the other around behind my neck. Pulling gently with the arm around my chest he held my neck with the other and slipped one leg over both of mine. I was so surprised I didn't resist. His hard muscled chest pressed against me and he held me tight with his arms and leg. Our lips met in a long passionate tongue locked kiss and his saliva tasted like peppermint.

It was only a few seconds but it seemed like hours before he moved his head back slightly breaking the kiss. I removed my sunglasses and he removed his, his eyes sparkled and golden flecks danced in their soft hazel depths. My heart was beating like a trip hammer and we both were breathing hard.

"Hi." He said. "I wasn't sure you would be here."

"I never considered that you wouldn't be Connor." I managed to say as my breathing returned to normal and he removed his leg from over mine and he left his hand resting on my thigh.

"I really missed you last night Kyle, did you miss me?"

For a brief moment I thought I should tell him about Derek but I didn't and I heard myself saying, "I ate alone thinking about you, and I dreamt about you. I wish you could have felt how hard my cock was this morning when I woke up from dreaming you were in bed with me."

"Me to." He said snuggling closer with his arm still on the back of the seat and his hand lying on my hip. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah but what about your bike?"

"Oh its okay. This is my family's church everyone knows its mine. When you get on 10th St. follow the signs to Fort McDowell. It's not very far after we leave the city." He said putting his hand between my legs and squeezing the soft inside of my thigh he leaned closer blowing in my ear and gripped my hardening cock.

"You keep that up and we won't make very good time." I said glancing quickly at him.

"We don't have to, there's no hurry. Are you wearing briefs or boxers?

"Neither, just my shorts. Are you?" I said, just a little surprised.

"I never wear anything I don't have to." He said moving his hand up and down the inside of my thigh and gently squeezing my cock.

"Connor, this is not fair. I'm horny enough without you teasing me. I'm so hot now I could burst."

"Have you ever had sex in a car Kyle?" He whispered blowing in my ear again.

Snapping my head sideways I saw an impish gleam in his eyes and he started pulling my shirt up from inside my shorts and squeezing my left shoulder with his other free hand.

"I haven't had sex in a car since I was in college Connor but it wasn't moving and there isn't any place we can pull off if that is what you want." I said breathing deeply and looking to my left and right.

"We don't need to pull over." He said sliding his hand under my shirt and over my chest and stomach. I shivered from the sensations flowing through me and I realized what he was doing.

I groaned deep in my chest and relaxed as he removed my shirt and massaged my chest and stomach pinching my hard breast nipples. Connor moved my right hand from the steering wheel and lowering his head between the wheel and my chest he sucked on my nipples and squeezed my cock.

I groaned again, tightening my chest muscles and licking my lips feeling the delicious ecstatic pain from his teeth biting my nipple tips. He lip kissed up and down over my chest and stomach running his tongue over the hairy trail between the hard ridges of my abdominal muscles.

I felt his muscles tighten from my hand sliding over his shirt and reaching around his chest I searched for his nipple and finding it I pinched it through the cloth. He moaned softly and sucked harder in my tit and I felt the sensation of my sperm starting to rise from my tightening balls.

"Connor, I don't think I can hold off much longer." I groaned panting for air and squeezing my ass cheeks tight trying to avoid blowing my load. He sat up his eyes gleaming and leaning closer he kissed me on the cheek and putting his hand on the wheel he said. "Push your shorts down while I steer."

I didn't push the shorts down, I took them all the way off and with my throbbing cock laying on my stomach dripping pre-cum I spread my legs and lifted my balls with both hands before taking the wheel back from him. "I've never done this before Connor." I said excitedly.

"Neither have I but I've dreamed about doing it." He said lowering his head and licking the semen from the head of my cock and off of my stomach.

"Oh Jesus Conner, do that again and your going to have a real mess." I said with a tremble in my voice.

"I know." He said sitting up again. He pulled his shirt off and then his shorts sitting beside me as naked as I was his thick cock standing erect and I looked around to be sure there were no state cops shadowing us.

He wrapped his shirt around his throbbing meat and taking my hand from the steering wheel again he put it on his wrapped cock and I could feel it pulsing through the shirt cloth.

"Slide the seat back Kyle." He said huskily, holding my hand tight around his cock.

I pushed the electric seat button and still holding my hand tight he lowered his mouth to my throbbing cock and started sucking my nuts dry while I squeezed and pulled on his cock as much as I could.

It only took a few seconds and I groaned lifting my hips pushing more of my cock in his sucking mouth. "Oh Christ, Christ. Suck it baby. Jesus." I groaned louder my legs quivering, his hot mouth sucking, pumping the cream from my nuts and I squeezed his cock tight feeling it swelling and getting harder.

Conner grabbed the base of my cock with both hands squeezing and groaning he hunched his hips and I could feel his cock pulsing, jerking, his semen soaking his shirt.

VII

I didn't realize my foot had come off the accelerator and the car was slowing while Connor sucking the life from me and his hips hunched pushing his cloth covered cock into my free hand but a couple of kids blasted with their horn and flew around us.

I released Connor's wilting cock and he laid his head against my stomach still holding my softening cock with his lips. Increasing the speed of the car, I moved my free hand over his satiny soft muscled back and letting my hand slide all the way down his ribs I squeezed the soft flesh just below his rib cage.

"Connor." I said softly.

"Mmmmmmmmm." He murmured, letting my cock slip from his lips.

"I have no idea where we are."

"Oh shit." He said sitting up and looking around. "I forgot about that."

"How much further before we get to where ever we are going."

"Not much." He said. "The ranch is only a few more miles. Let me steer again and you put your shorts back on, you can leave you shirt off if you want to."

I had struggled a little before when I pulled the shorts over my sneakers but with the seat back there was more room. Pulling the shorts over my hips I took the wheel not putting my shirt back on.

Connor leaned back against the seat and spreading his legs he removed his shirt from around his soft cock. I glanced over as he wiped its still impressive length clean of semen and it started swelling again as he squeezed and milked it dry, a few drops oozing from the ethereal slit in his cocks soft satiny crown.

"I'm glad to see your still horny Connor."

Using his index finger he cleaned the oozing drops off of the crown and lifted his finger to my lips. I sucked the semen from his finger wrapping my tongue around it before releasing it.

"There is more where that came from sugar and it don't take long whenever you want it." He said throwing the shirt out of the window and then pulling his shorts on before telling me to watch for a sign on the left with the letters CC.

"CC." I said glancing at his face.

"Yeah, here's the fence now. Only another two miles and you'll see a pair of gates and the sign over the gates.

"Okay, I give up, what does CC stand for?"

"Connor Coleman, my ranch."

"Your what?" I exclaimed.

"My ranch silly, my grandfather left it to me. You'll like it; we can run naked almost all over the place. There are two Chiricahau Apache Indians that live on the ranch and take care of it. While my grandfather was living he had several Apache's living on the ranch and working it but after he died we sort of let it go natural. My dad was going to see if we could turn it into a health spa since there are so many mineral springs but him and mom died before he could get it going. It's a long story Kyle; we can talk about it later. Here's the entrance."

The gates were set back in the fence and Connor told me pull on the counter balance and they would open. He was right and when I pulled inside, they closed behind us.

We drove for another 10 or 15 minutes before we saw a group of buildings straddling the road.

"That's the main house over on the right Kyle, the one with the weather vane. Pull up there."

I did as Connor said and stopped in front of the porch steps. A chestnut brown grizzle faced man wearing overall and a green flannel shirt came out on the porch. Connor jumped out of the car and after talking for a couple of minutes the old man turned and went back inside the house. Connor jumped back in telling me to go on down the road.

"Was he the caretaker?" I asked.

"Yeah, his wife was inside. She doesn't come out when strangers are around. I told him we were going to the Ochoa Springs and he said the cabin was ready."

"Ready Connor? You keep a cabin ready all of the time out here?"

"No silly. The coyotes would tear it up if we did. I called him yesterday after I left you and told him we were coming. Him and his wife cleaned and stocked it, you'll like it and they won't bother us."

"Nice hideaway."

"No one has been here outside of my family and there is only my grandmother and me now." He said snuggling closer and slipping his strong muscled arm around my chest laying his head on my shoulder. "Now there is just you and I Kyle."

The sun was setting in the west bathing the landscape blood red. Mesa cliffs in the distance were a dark purple and the cacti were like sentinels stationed out over the desert.

An outcropping of rock in front of the car grew larger and I saw a small cabin sitting off to the side of the rocks. The cabin faced a large steaming pool of dark water that flowed over smaller rocks into another pool. There were several lounge chairs scattered around the pools.

Driving up beside the cabin I turned the engine and lights off and got out walking a few feet so I could get a better view of the sunset. Connor came around the back of the car he moved in front of me and putting my arms around him he leaned back against me.

"It's a beautiful spot Connor." I whispered in his ear.

He twisted in my arms sliding his arms around me and looked in my face. "You like it Kyle?"

"Of course, who wouldn't Connor? It's a really beautiful location."

"I'm glad you like it, I love being here but I've never been with anyone that I wanted to bring here until I saw you at the motel pool. I knew I wanted you here with me Kyle. I want you to make love to me under the sky and I want to love you Kyle." He said, his arms tightening around my chest as he lifted his face to mine offering his soft succulent lips.

The peppermint was still there but there was an urgency that that I didn't feel before when we kissed and Connor's body tightened in my arms.

Breaking the kiss he laid his head on my shoulder and I felt the soft beating of his heart and the steady rhythm of his chest rising and falling.

The sun sank deeper until the sky was inky black and millions upon millions of twinkling stars seemed so close you could almost reach up and pluck them from the sky. It gave me a feeling of being one with the earth and the sky.

"My God Connor, it's beautiful out here."

"Now you know why I love it so much, why I wanted you here with me." He said softly and dropping our arms from around each other we walked hand in hand to the cabin.

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