“I was in the shower and the door was open. I’m sorry. I’ll leave now.”

“Hey, if you want to stay, you’re more than welcome. I should have remembered to lock the door. I have a friend who is the aquatic director here and he lets me come in and swim laps after hours. He knows I love to swim nude. He’ll back in about a half an hour. I’m sure he won’t mind if you stay.”

Commando Man did an impressive fly stroke to the edge and got out of the water to go lock the door. David looked at the totally nude man walking freely around and had to put his towel in front of him again. He thought, “God, this man makes me fucking hot! I’d let him do anything to me right now.”

Once locked in, Commando Man walked toward David. David watched his thick cock pendulously swinging still with the gold ring on it. Commando Man, totally aware of David’s gaze, extended his hand to greet him.

“Nice to see you again, Pal. I thoroughly enjoyed our first meeting.”

He laughed as David blushed again and looked down.

“It’s OK. Really.”

Commando Man put his hand on David’s shoulders reassuringly.

“It’s OK.”

David looked again at that thick wet cock, and wanted Commando Man all over him.

“New experience for you? Never had another guy touch your cock before?”

“No.”

David was suddenly shaking from the experience.

“I hope you are OK with me having done it to you.”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

David was silent. He didn’t know what to say or how to go on.

“When you’re ready, Pal, we’ll talk. How about, for now, you swim laps with me. I need someone to pace me. Interested?”

David instantly warmed to Commando Man. He was a nice guy who seemed to genuinely be concerned about him. He suddenly felt at ease with him.

“Yes. I’d like that. Thanks.”

“Come on.”

The two men jumped in the pool and swam laps for about fifteen minutes. When they paused, David turned to Commando Man, and looked at him pensively.

“You know I have never done this before.”

Commando Man toyed with him gently, smiling slyly.

“Swim laps?”

“No!” said David incredulously.

“What ever could you mean?” Commando Man continued.

“Asshole! You know what I mean.”

“Language! Well . . . no, I don’t. Tell me.”

“You know!”

Silence.

“All right. I’ll say it. I’ve never had a man lick my cock.”

“No, really?”

Having had enough of Commando Man toying with him, David jumped on top of him wrapping his arms around him tightly and taking him down under water. Commando Man playfully struggled with him, laughing as he did so. Finally being allowed above water by David, he held on to him. David, still with his arms around Commando Man, realized that he was up against a man that he was finding more and more attractive by the minute. He also realized that he was getting rock hard again. David pulled away and turned.

Commando Man came up behind David, and gently putting a hand on each shoulder, turned David around to face him. He saw that David was hard, and totally embarrassed.

Softly he said,“It’s OK,” and wrapped his arms around David and hugged him. He stood there pressed against David, the swimmer with his massive hardon against his abs, in what seemed like the longest time gently cradling him in his arms. When he felt David began to relax, he put his hands on both of David’s shoulders and looked at him.

“You OK? Do you think you’re ready to talk to me?”

Go on to Part 4 of A Weekend In Chicago.