Pool Shark
Pool Shark
By Apollo Wolf
The following story is a work of fiction, any similarities between the characters in this story and actual people, is entirely coincidental. Though certified by the Council of Yiffy Entertainment, this story contains materials not suitable for all audiences, reader discretion is advised. No animals were harmed in the writing of this story. Comments and suggestions are welcome.
Almost three hours after I had entered the classroom I was finally free. Perhaps I should have dropped the class after all.
Oh shit that exam was tough, I thought heading out of the building.
Long ago I had decided that math was not a very fond subject of mine, and even though I had studied my ass off for it, the calculus midterm still had me twisted in knots. Laboring on the complex equations left me in need of some serious stress relief, so I decided to make my way to the university rec center. Outside, I was about to get on one of the campus busses when I heard someone calling to me.
"Hey Cody, wait up!"
"Oh hey, Jeff," I said turning to face the source of the voice.
"Boy that test was pretty brutal, how do you think you did?"
Jeff was also in the class with me and we often studied together.
"Not sure how it went, hopefully passing."
"Yeah, I hear that. So where you heading now?"
"The rec center, gonna hit the pool and relax."
"Cool, have fun, see you in class Monday."
"Yeah, later Jeff."
I watched my friend walk away then turned and boarded the bus to the rec center. Since starting college in the fall, swimming had become my favorite pastime. I spent most of my free time in the pool, especially since I didn't get along real well with my drunk of a roommate. I had never really had access to a pool before and really enjoyed it. It was great exercise, too. It was helping me ward of the dreaded freshman fifteen in addition to toning and defining my lean 6'1" frame.
There was also one special added benefit of spending so much time at the pool, getting to check out all the cute guys poolside or in the locker room. I had known I was gay for several years but had always kept it hidden inside. But now, away at school, it was a whole new world. And there is nothing better in the entire world than the look of a tight little speedo hugging the hips and buns of some sculpted hottie.
I've had a thing for speedos for some time; I even owned several pairs. However, I've never worn them out in public. I have a decent enough body from regular workouts, but I guess I was just always a bit self-conscious. The most I would attempt is wearing them underneath my baggy trunks.
That night after the exam there weren't too many people at the pool, only three other swimmers were doing laps. Friday and Monday were holidays, so with the long weekend most of campus was deserted. I got changed in a secluded section of the men's locker room and made my way to the lap pool. After warming up a bit I jumped into one of the empty lanes and began my swim. Soon it was just me and one other swimmer as the place emptied out. After forty-five minutes of laps and breaks I was pretty well beat, but I noticed the guy a few lanes over was still going strong. As near as I could tell, he had never taken a break or even slowed his pace, he just kept going, and he'd been at it since before I had walked into the room. Well I suppose some people just have more stamina.
The water was pretty cool that night so once I was out, and having nothing better to do, I decided to soak for a while in the whirlpool. I sank gratefully into the simmering water and let the heated currents wash away the rest of the tension and tightness from my body. After a few minutes I lifted my head when I heard a splash from the pool. The other swimmer had jumped out of the water. My eyes widened slightly as I did a double take when I caught sight of him. He was absolutely stunning.
The swimmer was tall with shortly cut blond hair; his build was as close to perfection as anything I had ever seen. Broad shoulders and massive pecs narrowed down into his taught abs and slender hips to form a marvelous v in his torso. His arms and legs were long and densely muscled, in fact every muscle in his body seemed to stand out and scream for attention. He was obviously a serious swimmer; he even appeared to be shaved from head to toe. His arms, legs, chest, and even his stomach down to his waist were all completely shaved with a slight tan. But all this was only secondary to the area covered by a skimpy grayish black speedo.
The speedo was cut extremely low and scarcely covered his beautiful round butt. Sides barely an inch thick hugged around his waist and curved down in front just above a massive bulge. In fact as he walked closer to my position I could almost make out every detail of his large thick cock beneath the fabric, as there seemed to be no liner in the suit. I soon realized he was coming into the whirlpool and had to tear my eyes away so as not to stare at him.
I was sitting next to the ladder of the tub so as he stepped in I was able to steal a good look at his package. Indeed the swimsuit had no liner and I could make out the large bulbous head of his cut cock positioned up and to the left side of the speedo. The slick fabric seemed to be suctioned on to his skin and left no detail hidden. He sat down on the opposite side of the tub from me and only nodded and smiled in my direction as he sank into the steaming water.
I sat there in the churning water, my own dick swelling, as I tried in vain to not look at him. I kept glancing back at his handsome chiseled face as he sat there with his eyes closed. Eventually I got up my nerve and tried to speak to him.
"So... uh... how's it going?" I said meekly.
"Not bad, and you?" he calmly replied slowly opening his eyes to reveal their sparkling blue-green.
"Umm...good, yeah. Uh, good night for a swim, isn't it?"
He cocked his head to one side and smiled slightly, "Definitely, but swimming's good anytime."
I shuddered a bit as I felt his foot float past my leg and brush it slightly. I don't think I could have taken it much longer.
"Well I got go hit the showers, see ya round," he said as he rose from the water and climbed out of the spa.
Once again he granted me an incredible view, this time of the speedo creased slightly down between the globes of his ass. I had to sit there a while longer to allow my hard-on die down before I climbed out of the hot water. I toweled off a bit before heading into the locker room and showers myself. I was secretly hoping to have a chance to shower with the cute stranger but as I entered one end of the showers I could just make out his form leaving from the other end.
Oh well, I guess it would give me something to jack off to later on. I proceeded to shower off and when I was finished and emerged into the locker area there was nobody left in the room. I quietly padded over to my locker and began to dry of and get dressed. I was almost ready to leave when something caught my eye. On the end of the bench in my row was a small back piece of cloth dripping slightly onto the floor.
I finished packing away my stuff and on my way out walked down to the end of the row. Once there I could hardly believe it, there sat the very same swimsuit that the cute swimmer was wearing. He must have left it behind by accident. I look around and over my shoulder to make sure there is nobody watching me, then reach down and lightly prod at the small folds of cloth. Looking around once more, this time I stuck my hand inside of it and lift it from the bench.
The damp garment seemed rather ordinary on the outside, just a dark gray, shiny spandex type of material. However, the unlined interior seemed to be etched with some sort of raised scale-like pattern. I lifted it to my nose and inhaled deeply, drinking in the slightly acrid scent of chlorine from the pool. Suddenly I heard the noise of somebody coming into the locker room. Feeling fairly bold at the moment I quickly dropped my duffel, unzipped it, and place the speedo inside the plastic bag with my own wet swimsuit. I can always try to give the suit back in person I figured, trying to rationalize my petty theft.
I arrived back at my dorm room to find that my roommate was not home. I went into the bathroom and began to pull the damp items from my gym bag, hanging up my towel and leaving my suit to drip-dry in the shower stall. I then pulled the speedo from the bag to examine it closer. It still seemed rather unremarkable but the outside had a nice wet sheen to it. I placed my hand inside and felt along the pouch that only recently was holding back the gorgeous swimmers cock. It was a little strange; it felt a little clingy and stuck slightly to my hand.
I turned it inside out to check out the embossed scale pattern when I noticed some writing printed on the rear waistband. I expected to see a fiber content and washing instructions and probably that it was made in Thailand but instead it read:
GENE-POOL Swimwear
Directions for use: For greatest effect on swimming ability wear while swimming for one hour a day for three consecutive days. Do not wear overnight. When not in use, store moist to prevent drying out.
"Directions? On a speedo?" I mumbled out loud. "Boy this company must not think too much of its customers."
But I decided to play along so I put it back in the plastic bag so it wouldn't dry out. I took it into the bedroom and placed in the drawer with the rest of my speedo collection. I had a term paper to finish up and not wanting to be saddled with it all weekend I decided to get to work on it. Later that night, before hitting the sack, I took one last look in my speedo drawer and felt the sticky interior of the one I had "borrowed."
Just thinking about the hottie who was wearing it got me hard all over again. Just then I heard my roommate come in. I quickly shut my drawer of speedos and covered up the hard-on that was tenting up my shorts.
"Hey Cody, how'd the test go?" he asked as he came into my bedroom.
"Uh... fine I guess, Luke, got my Psyc paper done too." I said climbing into my bed.
"Hey don't forget I'm going home for the weekend in the morning, you want me to bring you back anything?"
"No thanks, I'm good."
"So what are you gonna do with yourself this weekend Cody?"
"Actually," I said while glancing back as my dresser, "I thought I'd spend some time at the pool." I smiled to myself as I hit the light next to my bed.
"Cool, well, goodnight man." Luke said as he shut the door that divided our sleeping areas.
"Yeah, have a good weekend."
I fell asleep to dreams of the hot guy in his speedo.
I awoke the next morning grateful that it was not my alarm clock that had brought me out of my sleep, but my growling stomach. I got up and dressed before heading downstairs to the dining hall for a light breakfast. When I returned to my room I stopped to look in the drawer with the speedo and for a moment contemplated putting it on and wearing it all day. However, I decided to save it for later for my swim and closed the drawer.
Since it was a day off, I took the opportunity to run a few errands and didn't return to my room until later that afternoon. I packed up my gym bag, making sure to toss in the plastic bag containing the damp swimsuit. The pool that afternoon was a little more crowded than the night before with most of the lanes occupied with swimmers. Making my way to the locker room, I found it nearly deserted and dropped my bag next to my locker.
I began to strip down and then only paused a moment to pull the speedo from its bag. I stood there naked for a minute as I ran my hands along the inside of the charcoal gray garment feeling the raised lines of the pattern and the slightly tacky texture. I bent over and stepped into it and slowly pulled it up along my legs. I snugged it into place around my waist and then reached inside to adjust my cock and balls into a comfortable package.
It fit beautifully and the damp spandex fabric immediately clung to my skin. The thin material left very little to the imagination and the sight of my own bulging cock started a tingling warm sensation throughout my loins. My dick started to swell slightly and the thought of going out to the pool wearing nothing but the skimpy little brief evaporated. I reached into my locker and pulled out a pair of my baggy trunks and pulled them on over the speedo.
I walked out to the pool and dropped my towel and after a few quick stretches I found an open lane and jumped in. The water felt nice and warm and instantly relaxed me. I began to swim and was amazed at how good it felt this time. In fact, the pleasurable sensations seemed to radiate from my groin, which began to stretch and swell inside the speedo. Before long I was swimming along sporting a massive hard-on. My swimming felt so natural and easy that before I knew it I had been swimming along non-stop for an hour and a half before I came to a halt.
When I jumped out of the pool I realized I was still rock hard creating a rather obscene bulge underneath my trunks. I got a few odd looks from some of the others around the pool before I could cover up with my towel. I was so horny and felt the need to cum in the worst way. Fortunately when I got to the locker room it wasn't very busy and I found one of the few private shower stalls with a curtain unoccupied.
A stream of water drenched me as I dropped my trunks to the floor. I let the pulsing stream of hot water pelt my spandex covered cock before reaching a hand up to grab at and massage my package. I took hold of the speedo and literally peeled it away from my skin nearly causing an orgasm. My cock was practically bursting as I grabbed a hold of it, I used some liquid soap from the dispenser on the wall and my hand glided along its length. I had to lean against the wall to steady myself and choke back my moans as the feelings emanating from my cock continued to intensify. I let the pressure build until I couldn't hold back and my cock erupted with a stream of white cum. I came again and again coating the wall with a thick layer of my juices.
I stood there panting and weakened by the impact the release, my cock only now slowly deflating. It was several moments before I could finish showering off. I sprayed off the wall then rinsed out both my trunks and the speedo. I went to leave the shower and stepping out from behind the curtain I was surprised to see the stud whose speedo I was now trying to hide behind my towel showering at one of the open stalls. He nodded and flashed me a smile and I felt my dick stir slightly, I also got a wonderful view of his long thick python as he soaped it. I nodded back and continued out of the showers carefully keeping the borrowed swimsuit out of view.
Back at my locker I placed the speedo back into its plastic bag then began to get dressed. I tried to put on my shoes but they seemed to be very tight for some reason and I couldn't quite get them on.
"Hmm... that's odd," I mumbled to myself.
Eventually I gave up and just wore my sandals back to my dorm. Once back in my room, I put away my swim gear and placed the swimsuit in its bag back in my drawer. I decided to take advantage of having the room to myself and pulled one of my own speedos out of the drawer, the red one with the flame pattern on it, and pulled it on. I hung out the rest of the evening just lounging around in my spandex briefs.
The next morning I woke up feeling incredibly thirsty. I rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom for a glass of water and ended up drinking about ten glasses before heading back to my bed.
"Oww! Son of a bitch." I yelped, stubbing my toe on the end of the couch in the living room. I limped around a moment then bent over to rub my sore foot.
"Holy shit!" I yelled out loud before I fell over in shock. My foot, actually both of them, were huge. They were quite a bit wider than before, though not any thicker and seemed to be over a foot and a half long. I sat there on the floor and reached out to touch them when I noticed my hands were bigger as well. My palms were broader and a little flatter, and my fingers were all longer, it had to be about ten inches from the tips of my fingers to my wrists. I could wrap my hand completely around my ankle and touch my fingers to my thumb.
I took one of me feet in my hands and found that it seemed to be more supple than before, very flexible. I tried bending it slightly and found I could fold almost completely in half, touching my toes to my heel! My hands seemed to be really pliable as well and I could bend my fingers backwards.
I couldn't understand how this had happened. Then it occurred to me, the speedo! I jumped up and bounded into the bedroom, my large feet slapping slightly against the floor. I pulled the wet speedo from the bag in the drawer and read the tag again:
Directions for use: For greatest effect on swimming ability wear while swimming for one hour a day for three consecutive days.
Could this be what it meant by effecting my swimming ability? As I held the speedo in my hands I started to feel thirsty again and really wanted to be at the pool swimming again. I slipped off my own suit and pulled on the moist speedo. Once again when I had my cock and balls tightly encased in the spandex a warm tingling sensation spread through out my body. I used my larger hands to stroke and rub at my dick and I found myself growing stiff in no time. I managed to stop myself before it went too far.
I pulled on my clothes but ran into trouble when I tried to find something to wear on my feet. My socks and shoes couldn't possibly fit now, and even my sandals were too small. But after some trial and error I found I could walk up on the balls of my feet, so with about ten inches of heel hanging off the back and covered by the cuffs of my sweat pants I looked almost normal.
I got to the pool just as it opened, and except for a couple of other early risers, the place was pretty much empty. I stripped down in front of my locker, and standing there in the thin speedo, I reached in to grab a pair of my trunks. My hand was half into the locker when I paused, after a brief moment of hesitation; I withdrew my hand and shut the locker. I walked confidently out into the pool area with only the small garment on, quietly reveling in, for the first time, the looks I was getting from a few of the lifeguards.
I dove into the water and once again found myself lost in the rhythm of my long smooth strokes. My large hands and feet flexing in the water, acting like flippers and propelling me faster than I could ever sustain before. After what only seemed like a few minutes, I heard a whistle blow and stopped swimming to see what was up. The lifeguards were signaling everybody out of the pool. At first I was confused why but then I notice the clock on the wall. Nearly three hours had passed! Lap swim was over and the pool was now reserved for the swim team.
I reluctantly climbed from the pool and walked towards the showers. I felt so energized and alive and once again the swim had left me as horny as I had ever been. If the lifeguards were staring before it was even more blatant now as I walked away from the pool with a huge hard-on tenting out the speedo. When I reached the showers there was already another boy lathering up. I chose a showerhead on the opposite wall and turned the handle to start a warm rush of water cascading down my body.
Every now and then I would glance over at the other occupant as he showered. I noticed that he was trying to watch me discretely and every time I looked up he would look away. Ordinarily I probably would have covered up and hid my body from him but today I was feeling extremely confident and instead started to soap myself up in full view. Every now and then reaching down to lather the slick speedo that was still being forced outward by my stiff cock.
After a few moments of this and a few more stolen glances, I smiled inwardly when I witnessed his dick begin to grow hard. We played this game a while longer; each exhibiting our arousal as we stroked ourselves, however I wanted more. I rinsed off then shut off the water and walked slowly down to the sauna at the end of the room, doing my best to get him to follow. I sat in the small enclosed space, watching the beads of sweat grow and drip down my skin, and impatiently waited for my trick to enter. But he was either to shy or managed to miss my signals and he never came in.
When I became to hot to take it any longer I strode back out to the showers and was mildly surprised to see him still in front of the same shower. He stood there with his eyes closed slightly as he continued to slowly stroke his soaped up erection. This time I chose a different shower and walked to the one right next to him. He jumped slightly, startled, when he finally heard my large feet slapping on the wet tile floor. He looked a little nervous but he calmed slightly when I flashed a bright smile and started the water next to him.
I faced him as I began to grab at my speedo jutting out proudly in front of me. He turned towards me and continued to stroke his piece. A minute or two passed, then I squirted some soap from the wall dispenser into my right hand, I slowly reached over and placed my hand on his dick. I squeezed it and stroked it gently. His knees shook slightly as his hips pushed towards me a bit, tilting his head back a bit with his eyes closed, a small moan escaping his lips.
I wrapped my hand around his meat and pulled at it, I glanced down and was a little surprised to see that my large flexible hand and fingers were actually wrapped double around his shaft. Despite my surprise, he seemed to be enjoying it immensely. I stepped a little closer to him and straddled his right thigh; my spandex covered crotch grazed his waist. I continued to stroke his cock and reached around with my free hand to caress up and down his back and squeeze at his ass.
I stared at his beautiful young face as he quietly panted, the water from the shower running down his features in small streams. He humped away at my leg as my large hand glided over every inch of his dick lubricated by the soap. I licked my lips then leaned in without warning and kissed him full on the lips. He broke away from the kiss, stopped humping and looked at me shocked. I just smiled broadly and continued to work on his pole. He seemed to chuckle slightly then smiled back at me before leaning in and returning my kiss.
I nibbled at his bottom lip a bit before venturing to explore his mouth with my tongue. I expected him to resume riding my leg, but instead he reached out with his hands and started to prod at my own cock. He stroked it gently through the thin spandex of the speedo I was still wearing and his own tongue mingled with mine as we embraced beneath the flow of the water.
My entire crotch was throbbing within the speedo as he pulled at me, if possible my cock seemed to grow thicker and harder. After about ten minutes of kissing and rubbing, he grew slightly in my hand before moaning aloud and shooting his juices all over my leg. I grunted as he grasped me harder when he orgasm and my dick spasmed and jumped as my cum poured forth into the spandex. I released his meat and pulled my hand up along my thigh rubbing in his spunk. I stared at him as I brought my hand up to my face and sucked the cum off two of my long fingers. He looked slightly shocked by this but before he could react I leaned in and kissed him again.
I broke away from him and rinsed under the shower for a minute or two more. I shut off the water and started to walk away, I turned and gave his ass one last playful squeeze.
"See ya round kid." I said before walking out.
He just stood there an exhausted but satisfied look on his face.
I went to my locker but instead of taking off the speedo, I just pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt before heading back to my dorm. The walk back felt a little strange, with my crotch still charged and a little slippery with the reaming cum still contained within the suit. When back at my dorm I stripped down and showered off one more time. I rinsed the speedo out in the sink before placing it back in a bag in my dresser drawer. I lounged around the room naked for a while longer before climbing under the sheets in my bed. I lay there and thought about the guy in the shower, my whole body seemed to tingle with the memory of his touch before drifting off to sleep.
Waking up the next morning was no different than the day before. Once again I felt a burning thirst. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, my cock semi-erect with a case of morning wood. Like the day before I drank several glasses of water before I finished. I felt the urge to piss and stood in front of the toilet, when I was done I reached down to shake off the last few drops and instantly came fully awake. All of my pubic hair was gone. There was no trace of it, and it wasn't as if had been shaved off, there was no stubble, the skin was completely smooth. Even my balls were completely hairless.
I was still feeling the area around my crotch when I noticed that my arms were hairless as well. I started frantically checking the rest of my body. My thighs and all the way down my legs were completely smooth, as was my chest. I stumbled over to the mirror and stroked a hand across my chin, even though I had not shaved in almost two days; there wasn't a trace of stubble. I looked closer and realized even my eyebrows were gone. The hair on the top of my head seemed unaffected though, my disheveled spiky brown hair seemed just as it had the day before.
I continued to run my hands across my body and realized that in addition to the loss of hair, my skin seemed smoother, kind of slick in a way.
"Wow this unreal." I mumbled to myself.
I immediately felt the urge to get to the pools and go swimming again; however, I was also starting to get hungry and had to get some errands done. I went to my bedroom, and becoming more comfortable in speedos I pulled out another pair and put them on underneath the tightest pair of jeans I owned. Once again I had a problem with what to do with my large feet. I dug in the closet and came up with a pair of my roommate's shoes, which were a few sizes larger than mine. I actually managed to fold my feet over and stuff them in with surprisingly little pain.
I went out to the dining hall and found a seat next to another friend of mine.
"Hey Cody, how's your weekend going?"
"Oh you wouldn't believe me if I told you, Matt."
During our breakfast I kept finding Matt staring at me until he finally managed to speak up,
"Dude. What did you do to your face? You look kinda different."
My mind raced as I tried to come up with a plausible excuse for why my eyebrows were gone.
"Uhh yeah... well I got drunk at a party last night and passed out. One of the guys thought it would be funny if they shaved off one of my eyebrows. So when I got up this morning I had to shave off the other one for balance. Believe me this looks a whole lot better than having just one."
Matt just sat there trying not to laugh hysterically at me, so I breathed I sigh of relief that he bought it.
I was still incredibly thirsty, so I probably drank more water than ate food. When I was finally satisfied I excused myself and went on with my day. All day long my mind kept drifting. My thoughts dwelled on the pool, the changes to my body, the guy I got off last night, and especially the speedo and the stud it belonged to. While shopping or doing my laundry I had to resist the urge to drop everything and run to the pool.
Finally, late in the afternoon, I couldn't wait any longer. I went back to my room and changed into the damp clingy speedo. I pulled on a jogging suit and quickly made my way to the rec center. My timing couldn't have been better. Just as I entered the pool area I caught sight of the real owner of the speedo I was wearing diving into the water. I don't think he spotted me before he began his laps, but I felt my heart rate pick up and my crotch swell in response to his presence.
Feeling particularly daring, I chose the lane immediately next to his and jumped in with a splash just as he made the turn of his lap. I began swimming and I could feel how well my feet and hands flexed and propelled me faster through the water. The water seemed to glide past me easier with my smooth hairless skin helping me to slice through the currents. My dick started to stiffen and push down from my crotch tenting out the speedo into an almost fin-like shape. Every now and then I would dive down in the water just before passing my fellow swimmer and glance over at his form. From underwater I could have sworn he had the same protruding shape under his speedos as I did.
After more than two hours of steady swimming I heard the stud come to a stop and jump out of the pool. I paused to take a look and smiled inwardly at the sight, he did indeed have a massive hard-on under his suit, a dark green variation of the one I was wearing, and he was making no effort to conceal it. He slung his towel over his shoulder and went to leave the pool, but before he walked out the door, he tuned and looked right at me and with a quick wink and a smile he went into the locker room.
Without a moment of hesitation I quickly slipped from the water and had to keep myself from following at an all out run. I quickly searched most of the rows of lockers and found them all empty before heading into the showers, but there was nobody there as well. I couldn't believe it, he was gone. Just as I was about to give up it hit me, the sauna! I slowly opened the door and the full force of the heat and steam hit me. When my eyes cleared there he was sitting back on one of the benches, his legs spread out and his straining package proudly on display.
"Hey there, have a good swim?" he asked grinning up at me.
"Uh definitely, it was great, really felt good." I smiled back as I took a seat on the bench across from him.
"Cool, I see you've been wearing my speedo too, it looks good on you."
Despite the heat in the room I felt my cheeks flush slightly, embarrassed but at the same time thrilled that he was so playfully coy about me taking his suit. Then I looked over at him and noticed the exaggerated size of his hands and feet. They were about the same size as mine were now. I looked closer and could tell that he was absolutely hair free from head to toe as well, sweat was trickling down his silky smooth skin, and his handsomely chiseled face was also lacking eyebrows.
"I had seen you here a few times before, I always thought you looked pretty hot, just needed a little more confidence, I thought one of my speedos would do it for you, I'm glad you decided to wear it."
I was absent-mindedly stroking at my spandex covered cock as I stared at him.
"Yeah well I had a few questions about that... not that I'm complaining, so far this is pretty awesome. My name's Cody," I said extending a hand.
"Shaun," he said as he reached over and took my hand in his.
I squeaked out a small moan of surprise when his long hand twisted completely around mine and enveloped it. He stood up and pulled me to my feet as well. I placed my free hand on his flawless chest, his sweat making the skin very slick and my hand just glided across it. He let go of my hand then moved both of his over my crotch, he stroked it lightly before grabbing my hips and pulling me in close, his bulging lycra covered cock sliding against mine.
" Well Cody, you see, these suits are specially made to affect a swimmers ability, by altering him at the genetic level with improved aquatic attributes." The downside, a hyperactive sex drive seems to be a unfortunate little side effect."
"You call that a downside," I laughed looking into his blue-green eyes and running my hands through the spiky blond hair that remained on top of his head.
He leaned in closer to me, staring into my eyes, "Not really." His lips brushed my cheek before finding their way to press against mine.
I leaned into him, our sweat mingling as our bodies came together. My mind swirled as we kissed, our own heat seeming to match that of the sauna. I felt his hands caress my back and massage my ass, I soaked in the taste of his tongue as it stroked the inside of my cheeks. He broke away from the embrace, and traced one of my hardened nipples with his hand, collecting some of our perspiration before bringing it to his mouth and licking it off.
"Come on, I thing we need to cool things down a bit."
He led me out into the empty shower area and underneath a stream of luke-warm water he reached into my speedos and started playing with my cock and balls. His long hands felt so good against my smooth skin, I started to push my hips into his touch. Without a word he got down to his knees, I watched in fascination as he ran his tongue along my spandex bulge before sucking the head of my cock through the swimsuit.
"Oh... ohhhh, god that's nice... please don't...don't stop!"
"Mmmm you like that do you? How bout this..." He said as he paused to pull the speedo down to my knees.
My throbbing cock jumped ad he traced his tongue along its length before sucking one of my balls into his mouth. He worked my nuts with his lips, and I panted, staring at him and watching as the warm currents of water ran down my abs and across my hairless smooth crotch in sheets. I leaned back against the wall, the tiles feeling very cool against my hot skin. Shaun stopped for a moment and looked up at me, I looked into his eyes and nodded,
"Yesss, go for it, " I pleaded.
He smiled back at me hungrily before sucking my entire 8-inch cock down his throat. Waves of intense pleasure pounded and he as he bobbed in and out on my rigid pole. I braced his head with my hands, my fingers quivering in his hair. He continued sucking harder and faster, meanwhile squeezing my sack in one hand and rubbing my butt with the other.
"Hmmm hmmm mmmm," he started humming as he sucked, the vibrations ringing throughout my body. I felt my whole body become tense as my climax approached. The pressure built within me until I could no longer hold back.
"Aaahhhhhhgggg!" I screamed aloud as pulse after pulse of hot cum shot from my dick.
Shaun continued humming and sucking on me until every drop was drained from my balls. He pulled off slowly still smiling happily and I slid down the wall until I came to rest on my hands and knees feeling totally drained and content. However Shaun wasn't quite as ready to call it quits, his own prick was obviously still straining to burst out of his speedo.
He stood up and peeled his suit down his well-muscled legs. His long thick cock was a sight to behold; a full 9 inches stood out rigidly from his hairless crotch, bobbing slightly in time with his pulse above two large smooth orbs.
"Cody, I want to fuck you, I want to bury my cock in your ass."
I wasn't sure but I was unwilling to say no either so I just grunted in consent and turned my backside towards him. He wrapped one of his long flexible hands around his meat as a stream of slippery precum poured out. He lubed up his cock with it before fingering my hole lightly to apply some to it as well. I felt the weight of his dick lay atop my back a moment before he dragged it along my skin down to my anus.
He started to press into me, slowly, spreading me open as his length entered me. I moaned aloud as the pain hit me, but feeling full in a way I had never known before. The pain receded slightly when he was fully inside and then withdrew slightly, but returned as he thrust back in. His rhythm increased and the pain eventually faded altogether when I lost my self in the gentle touch of his hands on my hips, the rocking motion as we moved together.
He continued to pump into me, slamming in harder and faster, both of us moaning in a sensual harmony. Before long he pushed into me and held as his hard cock grew, jumping as his hot seed burned into me. My own prick had become hard again and for a second time I orgasmed, shooting my cum to the floor. He pulled away slowly his cum leaking from my ass; we both stood panting and weary. We kissed again and then took turns washing each other off.
We both put out speedos back on and dried off a bit before getting dressed.
"So, see you at the pool tomorrow?" I asked
"You bet." He reached into his gym bag and pulled out a pen and a scrap of paper and wrote down his phone number, handing it to me.
"Call me if you want to meet up sometime away from the pool."
I placed his number with my stuff in my locker. He smiled at me and we kissed once more before heading out into the cool night air. We parted and I dreamily walked back to my dorm room. I was so exhausted that once I got inside I didn't even undress and just fell into bed. I lay there thinking about how long I would wait to call Shaun for another meeting when I slowly drifted into blissful sleep.
Sleeping that night wasn't all that restful though, as I tossed and turned much of the night. Then, sometime in the predawn hours, consciousness came flooding in along with a burning and painful sensation building within me. My body ached all over and alternately had chills and hot flashes. I staggered to the bathroom trying to shake the cobwebs from my brain. I started to pour myself some water and drank it down, I filled glass after glass but it wasn't enough and I soon just put my face under the faucet.
The cool water running down my chin and across my neck brought on a powerful need to be underwater. I had to get to the pool right away! I quickly ran for the door, not bothering to grab my keys, not even stopping to put on some shoes. I jogged across the deserted campus my feet slapping on the pavement. I made it to the rec-center but it was still closed and locked up tight. I ran from door to door and even checked a few of the windows within reach but none opened.
I felt myself growing desperate and frantic to get into the pool, I started pulling at one of the doors when a sudden burst of strength flowed through me. The door nearly fell of its hinges as it flew open with a crash. I ran into the darkened pool area and stood at the water's edge. I started to tear at my clothes, buttons popping off my shirt, my sweats ripping away until I stood there in just the speedo, the remnants of my clothes in tatters at my feet.
Looking down I saw that yet again I had a raging hard-on desperately pushing out the swimsuit. I didn't dwell on it though as another wave of pain slammed with full force into my gut, I half fell, half dove into the water. The burning sensations seemed to abate a little though the painful surges continued to pummel me. I had floated down to the bottom of the pool; I was doubled over but could feel the last remnants of breath burning in my lungs. I tried to push off to the surface but another painful blast hit me and I thrashed about under water. I knew I needed to breathe and I fought to gain control of my body to get to the surface but I still couldn't move. I felt my consciousness slipping away as I started to black out and, as one last reflex, I felt water rush into my lungs.
I fully expected to choke and gag, as I was sure I was drowning, but just as quickly my head cleared and my body relaxed. I could feel water moving in and out, I... I was breathing... I was breathing water! I couldn't believe it, much less understand what was happening. I reached up to feel my face when I realized the water wasn't flowing in or out of my mouth or nose. I felt down along my chin and around to my neck, there! On the side of my neck where it joined to my shoulder there were several three inch long slits in the skin that pulsed and flexed as water was pulled in and pushed out through them, I reached around and found another set on the other side of my neck. Could these be... gills?!
I couldn't come up with any other explanation; I must have grown a full functional set of gills! I could breath underwater! I was finally able to rise to the surface, though a dull ache still ran through my body. I broke the surface and was mildly surprised (and happy) to find I could still breath air through my nose and mouth.
"WooHooooo!... this is awesome! " I yelled aloud, my voice echoing around the empty chamber.
I dove back beneath the water and started swimming; I went five laps along the length of the pool before I surfaced again. The feel of the water rushing in and out of my gills became quite exhilarating. For some reason my body still seemed to ache and even started to cramp up a bit. I swam over to the edge and jumped up to the pool's deck. I stood there the water dripping off me when I started feeling dizzy, I doubled over in pain and that's when I noticed what was happening to my groin.
I was still hard but the speedo seemed to be changing before my eyes, it was lighter gray in color and seemed to shimmer slightly. It seemed to be turning into a slimy liquid of some sort. I reached down to touch it and it felt kind of sticky, my dick was inside but the speedo didn't move it just retained the shape of a small fin like bulge. When I pulled my hand away my palm seemed to be covered with a layer of the gray liquid spandex material.
"Oh shit... what the hell is this!"
I yelled in horror as it started to spread up my arm. I tried to brush it off but it only stuck to my other hand and started spreading there as well. I looked down and the goo was dripping down my legs but also moving upwards along my stomach. The patch spreading up from my crotch continued to loose its color and was soon a dull white. Before long the gray and white substance had covered my entire body from the soles of my feet up to my neck. I kept trying to swipe at it and wipe it away but it wouldn't come off.
Suddenly it started migrating up along my throat and along the back of my neck. It coated my new gills, which were moving rapidly, as I panted. The gray moved up over my head, covering my hair and my ears until only my face was bare. It started dripping down my forehead and into my eyes, it stung a bit but after a moment or two my vision cleared and I could see again.
"Oh god... somebody help meee mmm mmnn mmmpphhh!"
I was yelling when the material covered my mouth sealing it shut. I ran my hands across my face frantically but only a smooth blank surface remained of where my mouth was. I felt slightly cold as the goo seemed to solidify, I rubbed at it and it seemed to take on the spandex texture of the speedo. I pinched and pulled at it and produced a muffled yelp, the stuff seemed to take the place of my skin, it was part of me!
I scrambled and tripped over my self as I ran toward the locker room to find a mirror. I flipped on the lights and stared at myself, I seemed to be covered from head to tow in glistening gray spandex skin except from my crotch up across my abs and chest to my chin which was a dull white. My head was completely smooth and hairless, with just small protrusions for my nose and ears and my mouth was completely gone. My eyes were just shiny black orbs inside their sockets. I still had the gill slits on the sides of my neck.
I ran my hands down my chest, the slick feeling of spandex sliding against spandex causing me to shiver, but then I noticed that each hand only seemed to have three fingers on it. I looked down at my feet and they both seemed to have three long talon like toes. My fingers and toes were all partially connected to each other with a thin web of material.
I twisted around to check out my back and found that my ass was essentially gone. There was no crack just the perfectly rounded outline of my butt. I turned back to the front and stared in disbelief at my crotch. My cock was gone, just a bulging protrusion remained. It sort of resembled the perfectly shaped package of the superheros in some of my favorite comic books. I stroked at the bulge and I could feel my self grow hard but it only caused my package to swell slightly.
I was feeling very frightened and unsure of what to do; I scarcely looked human anymore. My pacing around brought me back out to the pool, I kept glancing down at my reflection unsure weather I should be angry or terrified. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was walking; I tripped over a coil of rope and fell into the water. Without even thinking I glided easily through the water to the other end of the pool before leaping out and landing three feet clear.
The water seemed to dry quickly from my spandex skin but the changes began again. I felt my feet start to throb and pulse and the sensation increased as it spread up my legs, through my loins and out to the rest of my body. The lithe muscles that were slightly visibly beneath the lycra surface began to bulk up, adding mass as they grew and became more defined. The outlines of my muscle groups became even more visible, broad massive pecs and a solid eight pack of abs dominated my torso. My thighs and calves grew thicker and my arms became massively muscled.
The cramps and pain seemed to reach a new plateau and I fell to me knees writhing in agony, a muffled scream echoing around the room. Suddenly I felt as though I was being stuck in the back with large knives. I strained to reach my arms around behind my back to bat them away, as I rubbed the back of my neck several lumps started pulsing and pushing outward. From the base of my skull and down between my shoulder blades a growth swelled, stretching out the spandex skin.
Within moments the pain dropped to a tolerable level. I crawled on my hands and knees to the water's edge and gazed down at my reflection. What could only be a tremendous dorsal fin protruded from my back. It was covered with the same slick material as the rest of my body but had a dark black tip surmounting the gray. When my hand made contact with it I almost started to cry, the feelings emanating from it were as real as if I had touched my chest.
I pounded my fists into the pavement as the anguish crested again. This time the sensations centered inside my head. I winced down at my watery reflection as everything from my nose down to my chin began to extend outwards. My face continued to stretch longer as the rest of my head flattened out slightly, my glistening black eyes moving back and a bit farther apart, widening my field of view. Seconds later a long almost beak-like snout had formed ending with two large, wide set nostrils.
A seam started to form, bisecting the snout along its width and a small thin pair of lips stretched across my transformed face. My jaw strained and pulled at them as I grunted loudly until they finally appeared to rip apart and intense roar rushed out of my mouth, able to speak once more. I pounded at the image the surface reflected back at me water splashing everywhere. The large gray head of a shark sat atop my shoulders. Two rows of jaggedly sharp pointed teeth filled my mouth, a long and thick ebon black tongue running across them.
"Noooo, oh god... please, nooooo! This can't be happening, I must be dreaming!" I wailed my voice having grown very deep and rough.
I couldn't dwell on it long before the torturous changes migrated down to my waist. My world seemed to twist in slow motion when I turned to look at my backside, my mind in shock from the alterations that just kept coming. I cringed as a fold of skin rose up just above my featureless ass. It broadened while continuing to lengthen when a second protrusion started to grow from the underside of my but. Two vertical fins soon stood out at an angle from my rear end.
They didn't stop there though; my lower back down through my ass and into the underside of my crotch started to extend away from my body. Foot after foot just kept sprouting, longer and thicker, bulking up with massive muscles. When it stopped a four to five foot long tail, as thick as my torso at its base and narrowing as it approached the tail fins, hung from my body. The underside all the way up to where it met my crotch was the dull white spandex while the rest had the grayish coloring
I felt a twinge and the muscles only flexed slightly but created a powerful swish of this appendage. I found that with very little effort I could rapidly move it from side to side. I got to my feet to discover that the change in my center of gravity caused me to lean forward, but I could stand and walk very easily when I rose up to balance more on the balls of my feet. By now the pain was fading away and I started feeling, well... by no means normal, but at least comfortable again.
I walked around the pool and started to become more accustomed to my new form. I was becoming familiar with the new sensations from my tail and fins as well as my reshaped head and hands when I became aware of how horny I was getting. The pleasure continued to build in my groin, which was still just a spandex covered bulge. My breathing grew more rapid and all other thoughts soon fled my mind, I only wanted the feeling to continue. I rubbed and stroked at my package and it pulsed and swelled slightly in response.
A vertical slit was forming at the top of the bulge, I moaned aloud as it separated and my cock reemerged. However, as it grew from my bulge, I was a little shocked by its appearance. It seemed thicker than before but it was real narrow and seemed closer to being diamond shaped than round, like it could glide through the water without much drag. There was no head or glans per se just a slightly larger and thicker bulge. Most dramatically though was the color, it was a very dark gray, a charcoal gray like the original speedo.
I reached out to touch it and shuddered at the slightly alien touch of my palm against it. I stroked it slowly and uncontrollably started to shift my tail around.
"Oh shit, ...ohh shit... ughhh..." my deep voice rumbled from my chest.
I pulled at it faster and it started to dibble with clear precum. The slick fluid increased the pleasing slickness of my lycra skin. By now my rock hard prick had grown to an immense twelve inches in length, I used both of my long hands to alternately stroke it and rub the pouch from which it emerged. I felt myself loosing control, the lust filling my brain. I was soon down on my knees, keeping my self upright by leaning back against my tail. In no time I was quivering as immense jets of cum erupted from my dick, splashing down on my chest and on top of my snout.
The last bits of cum dibbled from my cock. It started to soften, and while I watched, my dick seemed to retract back into the pouch in my groin. I was I little confused by this but found that if I concentrated, my dick would reemerge from the slit at will. I wiped the remaining bits of my orgasm from my face and chest with one of my large three fingered hands. The sexual energy bled away from me leaving me totally drained mentally and physically.
I collapsed down to the deck, exhausted by the sexual release but also feeling as though I was finally done changing. I was wrong. A burning sensation was building within me and spreading across my skin. The spandex appeared to shimmer and ripple. Next I started to itch like crazy; I reached down and scratched madly at my legs. As I scratched, the lycra started to change; it slowly became smooth scale like skin. It was still light gray or white but it changed back to real flesh and blood, however it was thicker and tougher than before. The change spread up from my legs to cover my entire body. As the itching and burning faded away I ran my hands along my smooth skin, it was taught and firm though very soft and slick.
For a few minutes I sat there on the pool deck, my large shark-like head in my hands, fighting back tears. I was scared to death and had no clue what I should do. I looked up at the clock, the rec center would be opening in a little over an hour, and the first of the staff could show up at any time. What will they do when they find me? Freak out and call the cops who'll shoot me on sight, or maybe cage me up and send me off to a zoo, or worse to a lab to be dissected? I gazed in to the water and I felt an uncontrollable urge to be in it. I rose to my feet slowly and shuffled over to the water's edge the longing to be in the water filling my soul.
I dove in beneath the surface and floundered for a moment while I grew familiar with what my body could do. I first, I just tried swimming like I was used to and pulled and kicked my way through the water with my webbed hands and feet. But then with a powerful swipe of my tail I took off like a shot. My arms, legs, and dorsal fin seemed to stabilize me as I glided along at an incredible speed. In the back of my mind I knew I didn't have time to just swim around I had to find a place to hide so I soon came to halt and leapt from the pool. The watched the water roll off my skin and then it hit me. Shaun! He knew about some of the changes! Maybe he knows how to reverse it.
I jogged to the locker room but I found it difficult to fit between the benches and lockers with my extra mass. I got to mine but had trouble working the combination lock with my large thick fingers. Eventually I just grabbed a hold of the grate and with barely any effort I ripped the door clean off. I pulled out the scrap with Shaun's number and ran out into the hall. I had no money with me so the pay phone wasn't an option; I found an office and smashed in the door as easily as I broke the locker.
I clumsily picked up the receiver and carefully dialed his number. It seemed to ring endlessly before he finally picked up.
"Uhh...hello?" his groggy voice answered.
"Shaun," I fairly shouted," "you gotta help me, something...well... something strange is happening to me!"
"Huh, wha... who is this?"
"It's me Cody! Please, I need your help. I can't call anybody else."
"Oh, Cody... yea man sure... what do you need?"
"Just meet me at the rec center, right now!"
"Now? But it's not open yet..."
"I know! That's why you need to hurry, they'll be here any time, just go to the north entrance, its open."
"OK, I'll be there in a few minutes." he said sounding more awake now.
"Great, meet me by the pool, see you soon," I set the phone down, heaving a sigh of relief.
I left the office and made my way out to the pool once more and waited there impatiently for Shaun to arrive. Still not quite sure how he would react, I half hid myself in a darker corner behind some bleachers. The minutes ticked away excruciatingly slow as I sat crouched in the dark alone with my thoughts. Finally, I heard some noise as somebody entered from the locker room. I stepped back a little further into the shadows in case it was a member of the staff.
"Hey, Cody, where are ya?" I heard Shaun whisper.
"I'm over here, by the bleachers" my voice rumbled back, cracking slightly.
"Dude, what's going on, how did you get in here?"
He slowly walked in my direction, and I cowered a little bit not sure what I was going to say to him.
"Uhh... wait a second Shaun. I need to ask you something. Where did those speedos of yours come from?"
"Oh...ummm, I buy them on the internet, there's a company from the Caribbean called Gene-pool that sells 'em. You all right, you sound kinda weird?
"Do you know if they say anything about side effects?"
From where I stood I could see a look of disbelief and recognition spread across his face,
"No! You changed? You didn't take off the speedo last night, did you? Let me see you!" he said stepping closer.
"Wait, how... how did you know...?
"They had some cool pictures on the website, but I thought they were fake. Come out here let me see you."
He actually seemed excited about it. It was starting to make me angry with him but I slowly stepped out in to the dim light.
"Oh my god! That's incredible..."
He stepped up next to me and started running his hands along my skin and circling around, thoroughly checking me over.
" Holy shit, look at you. You're look totally ripped, and that tail is so awesome."
"This isn't awesome...look at me I'm a freak! How do I change back!?"
He stopped in front of me, placing his hands on my lengthy snout and looking me in the eyes.
"I... I don't think you can. The website said the regular changes peak after three uses. The most you should get is gills, like these," He pulled down the collar of his shirt revealing the gill slits on either side of his neck.
"So why did I become, like this? I said pounding on my chest.
"Well, like I said you wore it over night didn't you?
I thought back to last night and remember that I when straight to bed with out getting out of my cloths, I was still wearing the speedo beneath them.
"I... well I guess I did, so?"
"That's why the warning's on them. If you just wear them while swimming once a day the changes will fade after you stop wearing them. But the company says that prolonged exposure scrambles the genetic structure too much... it's...it's irreversible."
I felt overwhelmed by what he told me, I staggered almost passing out. I started to fall over, Shaun tried to catch me and hold me up but I was too heavy and I tumbled on top of him. I rolled over and lay there starting to sob. Shaun sat up on the floor next to me and gently caressed my chest.
"Cody, come on, I think you look freakin sweet!"
"Shut up man, just...just leave me alone."
"No I'm serious. In fact," he crawled on top of me, straddling my torso, " I think you look hot."
"What?" I stopped crying and wiped the tears from my face and looked up at him in disbelief.
"Really, your skin is so smooth and that tail is unbelievable."
"You really like me this way?"
"Oh yeah you're totally buff and well, I think your face is kinda cute," He said rubbing my beak-like mouth then leaning over and gently kissing me.
I sat up slightly pushing him down onto my tail, "Well that's nice of you and all but where am I supposed to go looking like this."
"Well, I suppose we could find out where the speedo company is located, like I said they had pictures of other guys who had changed, I imagine you could live there."
Shaun was still staring at me and running his hands all over my body including the bare bulging skin of my groin.
"So uhh... what happened to you dick" he asked as he started to take off his shirt.
"Shaun, I don't think we have time for this," I said half heatedly, his actions were really getting me turned on again.
"Come on we'll be out of here way before anybody comes in, so is this the spot?"
He started stroking at the large bulge that made up my crotch. He tentatively placed a finger inside the slit that held in my cock. The sensations that resulted were irresistible.
"Ohhhh wow..." I moaned, my mouth hanging open as I started to breathe heavily.
I thought he was going to continue to probe me with his fingers but instead he stopped. He leaned over and started to lick my package, soon he was darting his tongue into my cock slit. I immediately started getting hard; my thick gray cock started pushing outward and into his waiting mouth. He pulled off momentarily and stared in amazement at my large angular pole.
"Dude, your dick! It's totally awesome, look at, it it's like it's made for the water." Shaun started to lick his lips. "Cody, I've got to be honest, the dark gray color is really sexy."
Taking a deep breath, he leaned in and took my now completely hard 12 inches down his throat. My long fingers caressed the back of his head and neck as he bobbed up and down on me. Every so often he would pull back to the point where just the bulbous head of my dick was in his mouth. He would swirl his tongue around the tip bringing me to new heights of ecstasy. I wanted nothing more than to let him continue, but I also wanted to pleasure him as well.
I pushed him back off of me, to his slight protest, then lifted him off the ground on my tail. I took his waist in my hands and picked him up and held him aloft with ease. I was able to hold him up with one hand and strip his sweat pants and boxers off with the other. Holding him above me I brought him down slowly until our lips met, kissing passionately enjoying my own essence that remained in his mouth. We rolled on the ground until we came to rest with me on my hands and knees astride him.
I ran my thick black tongue along his chin, before moving down his neck and across his chest, my large organ tasting every inch of his smooth flesh. I finally reached his crotch and with one large slurp, licked his entire cock and balls at once. My tongue played across his sensitive prick, coating it with a combination of my saliva and his pre-cum. I sucked Shaun's meat into my waiting mouth, being careful of my large teeth. I found I could suck his dick and still run my long tongue along the underside of his balls which drove him to moan as the waves of pleasure hit him. I sucked him relentlessly until I felt his balls tighten, a small explosion of cum blasted into my mouth.
"Shit... uhhhg... Cody," Shaun breathed as the last bits of his orgasm pulsed through him.
"You enjoy that?"
"Hell yes... but, you're still hard," he said stroking at my dick and smiling, " what do you propose we do about that?"
I though about it as I rubbed him and licked a drop of sweat off his cheek. "Well I got a kinda wild idea... I want to fuck you."
"That doesn't sound all that bad..."
I placed a finger on his lips to hush him, "I want to do it in the pool... underwater."
He sat up suddenly, nearly knocking me over, a huge smile across his face. He stood up and walked backward until his heels were at the pool's edge.
"You know what? I think you read my mind" He laughed as he did a backflip diving into the water.
I jumped to my feet and plunged into the pool. I quickly swam around the pool, powerful swishes of my tail propelling me faster. I was clear at the other end of the pool from Shaun when I found myself picking up his scent underwater, my sensitive nose telling me exactly where he was without actually seeing him. I swam in his direction, my dorsal fin cutting through the waves on the surface, and my angular hard-on slicing through the water beneath me.
I came up next to Shaun as he floated beneath the surface, his gills moving gently as he breathed the fluid. We gently touched each other, enjoying the smooth caress of the water on our bodies. I drifted around behind him, running my hands along his ass and up his sides as I moved in closer. My cock nudged at his hole as I slowly thrusted forward entering his hot tunnel. Our moans echoed and carried through the water.
Shaun seemed to have little trouble accepting my entire length as I plunged fully into him. Floating in the water gave a whole new freedom to our actions. I was able to reach around and encircle him with my arms, rubbing and stroking at his chest or reaching down and jerking on his cock. The water seemed to have a dampening effect on sounds, a few vibrations or muffle moans could be heard. But the deprivation seemed to enhance my other senses and his touch was absolutely electric.
We thrashed about in the water, alternating between fast thrusts or slow strokes. Rolling over and around each other, I would propel us both through the water with my tail as I pounded into him. I lost track of time lost in the pleasure. After an eternity or only a few minutes, I couldn't hold back anymore and howled as I unloaded my seed into his ass. Shaun came a second time as I jerked him off and I was still cuming as I pulled out of him, our fluids floating off into the water. My dick slowly began to retract as it softened.
We finally came to the surface; both breathing heavily as air once again entered our lungs. He held each other and kissed again. We were about to climb out of the pool when we heard some noise out in the hall. Suddenly the lights came on momentarily blinding us.
"Shit! The staff... come on Shaun I gotta get outta here!" I hissed at him.
"All right... We'll try to sneak you back to my place until we figure out what to do."
We both climbed out of the water; Shaun got dressed while I kept an eye out for any employees. Fortunately it was still somewhat dark out as we made our way back across campus. I kept having to jump in the bushes to hide anytime somebody would drive or walk by. We snuck in the back entrance of Shaun's dorm and made it up to his single without being spotted.
Once inside I started pacing again as it came back to me how much deep shit I was in. Shaun got on the internet and brought up the site for the Gene-pool speedos he bought.
"OK here it is, 'Warning side effects from prolonged exposure are irreversible. Do not wear overnight,' it doesn't say what the side effects are but I think we can take a guess." He said gesturing to a few pictures of other sharkmen.
"Damn it, this isn't funny. How am I supposed to live like this!" I flopped down on his couch but screamed in pain when I landed on my tail.
"OK, just keep it down all right. Well... why don't you go there," he said pointing at the computer screen." This company has its own island down in the Caribbean, and it looks like some others...ummm... like you... are already there."
"You mean I'm drop my life and move?"
"Hell yeah, why not? I think you look awesome, I wouldn't want to change back! Plus, what so bad about moving to the tropics and spending everyday swimming in the ocean?'
I had to admit I wouldn't miss the winter weather or my classes, besides if it was possible to be changed back, Gene-pool would be the people to figure out how to do it.
"I suppose you're right, so how do I get down there?"
"Well I could drive you as far as Florida but the rest would be up to you."
"Thanks, Shaun. That's the only bad part about going though, I won't have you there."
I stood up and we kissed gently. We spent the rest of the day at his place before, under the cover of night, we slipped out of town.
I've been on Gene-pool's island for almost three month's now. So far I have to admit it's been great. I've grown accustom to my new form and now I'm not interested in changing back. There are a number of other guys on the island who were changed as I was; there are several different species too. Most are sharks but I've met a few who changed to dolphins, whales and even one guy who's an octopus. Not surprisingly, Shaun showed up here about a month after I did, after he had deliberately worn the speedo long enough to change.
I still miss some of my old life, I just wish I could go back for a little while. It would be nice to be around more people again but they would just be frightened by the way I look. One of the reps from Gene-pool we've talked to has said they are expanding into other clothing lines though, and as more people change there won't be a need to keep ourselves hidden. I told him I thought stripes would make a popular choice for their next line...