The following story is purely fiction and does not reflect the sexual orientation of any of the individuals names herein.
This is my first attempt, so please be kind.
SWIMMIN' WITH SCHWIMMER
It was early. To damned early. The cool water slowly began to wake my muscles for the day ahead: meetings, meetings and more meetings. I needed a good, quick workout to get me started to face them all with a slightly more pleasant outlook. So I thought.
I got to the gym around 6:00am, before the daily onslaught. I quickly shed my white-collar uniform and slipped on my favorite pair of Speedos. Not the tiny kind, but slightly fuller cut. A real swimmers suit, not a sun-worshipper's scrap of material. I grabbed my towel and headed for the pool. On the way I caught a glimpse of my self in the full-length mirror by the showers. Not bad, I thought. I'll probably never win the "Best Body on the Beach" contest, but very respectable. Not having your typical swimmer's build, I'm a little beefier than most. Broad shoulders, nicely developed chest and arms, strong legs. The swimming gave me the nice V-shape to my torso and God kinda took care of the rest. Then, I hit the pool.
I was alone but for an elderly couple just finishing up their morning swim. They were regulars who did one session in the morning and one in the afternoon. I knew them and we exchanged pleasantries as I grew accustomed to the water. Once they left, I proceeded with my normal regime: a short freestyle warm-up, followed by back, breast, fly and then ending with free again. I didn't push it too hard or too long, as I still had work to get through.
I finished up and was still alone; kind of odd, even for a weekday. I quickly dried off and headed for the locker room. I guess I was a bit preoccupied because I opened the door and went right in without even looking up. Before I knew it, I was flat on my back on the deck, seeing stars. Someone must have been coming out as I was trying to go in for we collided and I slipped, hitting my head on the cold, tile deck.
"Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
I turned my head toward the sound and, framed by the stars, I caught sight of one of the most handsome faces I had ever seen.
"I should have been paying more attention," he said. "I get too wrapped up in my own thoughts sometimes. Here, let me help you up."
I felt a strong, firm arm reach under my and pull me up by the arms in one, smooth motion. I was still a little light-headed, but had pretty much gained my composure again. His arm was still around me and under my arm, as I turned to him. Then, it hit me.
"Hey, you're David Schwimmer, the actor, aren't you?" Oh, yeah. Real cool. I could have tried to sound more dorky than that, but I doubt I would have succeeded.
"Yeah," was all he could muster.
All right, say something intelligent, stupid. "Sorry about the collision. My mind was somewhere else, too. More than likely work."
"Yeah, I know how that is," he replied.
Then, suddenly, I realized what I was seeing. Not only was David Schwimmer actually standing in front of me, but he was practically naked! He was outfitted to do a few laps and I could tell that this was not his first time swimming. His towel was nonchalantly thrown across his broad shoulders. I took in the view down his well-defined chest and nice abs, following his slight trail of hair past his naval to his navy blue Speedos. And, they were packing quite a bulge, I might add. He must have noticed my obvious stare because he said, "Seems like navy blue Speedos are the uniform of the day, huh?" Our suits were exactly the same, only I think he filled his out better. Especially in the front. It was amazing that I was able to keep myself from showing my interest a little too prominently, especially in a small, tight suit.
"Well, again, I'm sorry about bumping into you," he said.
"No harm done," I said.
"At least let me make it up to you by taking you out to lunch later."
I was floored. Had HE actually asked ME out? Well, okay, it was probably an innocent gesture on his part, but the thoughts running through my head were anything but!
All I could do was nod.
"Great. Do you work here in Manhattan? I could have a car come pick you up. I'm doing some work in the studio today, but they do let us out for bread and water around noon," he joked.
"I work in product marketing for a firm on Riverside Drive."
"Cool. Write down the address and leave it for me at the front desk. I'll send a car around 11:45."
He thrust out his hand to shake mine. His grip was solid, manly. Oh, but I knew that I had to have done something good in a past life to deserve this.
"Great," I managed. "I'll be ready."
With that he turned and headed for the other end of the pool. Perfect, I hadn't even give him my name. I couldn't help but watch him as he walked away, those incredibly tight buns sauntering away from me. I quickly pulled my self out of dreamland and headed for the showers. The cold showers.
I quickly dressed and took a quick peek out at the pool. I could see him smoothly slicing through the water in a killer fly, his buttocks rising slightly out of the water with each stroke. I tore myself away, leaving my name, number and work address at the front desk, and hurried to work. Obviously, I was somewhat distracted during my morning meetings. They crawled on and it seemed as if the clock were actually running backwards. Finally, it was time and I headed for the lobby to meet the car. Well, the car turned out to be a limo and I was ushered to the studios in surprisingly little time. The driver told me which floor to head to and I headed for the elevators.
After checking in with security, I was directed to a sound stage down the hall. I quietly opened the door and snuck in. Too my surprise, there was the entire Friends cast, rehearsing a scene. As they broke, he saw me and motioned me to join them.
"Hey, everybody. This is Todd. I ran into him at the gym this morning, literally."
Everyone greeted me and I shook all their hands. No one back at the office was going to believe this one!
"I invited Todd to join us for a quick bite over our break." My heart sank. I thought it was just going to be him and me. Turns out, I was just part of the group. Oh, well. At least I'll get to hang out with some of the most popular people in the country for an hour or so. Maybe their coolness will rub off on me? Yeah, right.
We chose from the spread provided by the show's caterer and flung ourselves across whatever furniture we could find that wasn't being used in the day's shooting. The conversation was mostly about what they were up to outside the show. The were all genuinely interested in what I do and what my life was like in the "normal" world. I couldn't help notice that they were all checking me out. It was just David; it seemed that all eyes were on me, almost rating me on my looks and carriage. It was slightly disconcerting, but they seemed very at ease with it all, which helped.
As lunch ended and they prepared to go back to work, David pulled me aside.
"Thanks for lunch," I said. "It was incredible to meet you and the whole cast."
"No problem," replied David. "So, do you workout every morning? Because if you do, maybe we can do our workouts together." Something in his tone led me to believe that there was something more implied, but I couldn't be sure.
"That would be great. I could use a spotting partner when I lift and it always nice to have company that early in the morning.
"Great. Then, it's a date." A date? Did he really mean that? Did he know he was the subject of many a fantasy of mine? Still wasn't sure.
As I left, he went back to the group. I saw the girls look my way and snicker as he approached and they all started talking with great animation. Had he told them something about me? What? Would I ever know? I felt like someone had just told a great joke, but neglected to inform me of the punchline.
The next morning, I woke extremely early, having not slept that well anyway. I just couldn't get him off my mind. Did he or didn't he? Would he or wouldn't he? I needed to know. I dressed, grabbed my stuff and headed for the gym. As I was heading to the pool, he walked into the locker room.
"Hey, good to see ya'," he said and smiled that incredible smile. Be still my beating heart. "Wait for me and we can go out together."
As I waited, we talked about stuff. What it was like to work in TV, how his popularity made it hard to get out too much, etc. As he undressed, I tried not to stare, but my curiosity got the best of me. He didn't turn around as he removed his briefs and I caught my breath. There it was. Just about perfect. Not too long, not too short. Not too thick, not too skinny. It looked to be partially erect. Could it be that he was having some thoughts of his own? One could only hope! Without any acknowledgment of my gaze, he slipped on his suit and we were off to the pool.
We completed our workout without much of a conversation and retired to the showers, before the morning rush set it. Now was my chance to do some serious ogling. There were no stalls, just open space and shower heads. I chose one near the middle and he chose the one opposite me. The sight of him wet and completely naked was almost too much. I quickly turned my back to him, trying to avoid him seeing what was happening between my legs. As I let the water run over me, I heard him humming a vaguely familiar tune. Finally, I could stand it no longer and turned around. I was greeted with a full frontal view of him. He had himself all soaped up from top to bottom. Not only that, but he was standing at about half mast, having the beginnings of a full-blown hardon. My eyes were glued on his dick, covered in white foam. From somewhere, I found the courage to look up and he was staring straight at me.
It was do or die time. What should I do? Time seemed to completely stop as I wrestled with what to do next. Fortunately, David came to a conclusion before I and he crossed the distance between us. Without a word, he kissed me full on the lips. His lips were soft and smooth and I found the tongue in between them as he pulled me to him. It was a firm kiss, yet gentle; exploring, probing, yearning. As we broke this kiss, I felt our hardons between us, now at full attention.
He looked deep into my eyes and simply said, "Let's get out of here."
You didn't need to tell me twice. We quickly dressed and head out the door. He suggested we take a taxi to his place and I was not one to argue. In the taxi, he was all friendly, like "What is your day at work like today" and "How does the weekend look." Mostly for the sake of the driver, I guess. As we got in the elevator to head up to his apartment, we were alone again. This time, I took the opportunity to kiss him. This time more urgently, imploring. We broke before the doors opened on his floor.
As we stepped out and headed down the hallway, he simply said, "I don't have to go in today." That settled it, neither did I. I would call in sick. I would quit if I had to, just to be with this man.
We had barely gotten inside the door of this apartment, when he planted one on me again.
"I've wanted to do that ever since I laid eyes on you yesterday," he panted. " I caught sight of you in your suit, after I helped you up. I didn't want to let go."
"Then don't," I retorted. With that we proceeded with more tonsil hockey, somehow finding our way to the couch. "If anything, you were the sight in that suit of yours. Most of the times I've seen you on TV, you're wearing loose clothing. I never had but a few hints of what lay beneath."
"Would you like to see up close and personal?" he asked.
"Would I?" And with that, I proceeded to undo the buttons of his shirt. No sense in wasting time. He wanted it. I wanted it. That's all we needed to know.
As he pulled the shirt back over his arms, his beautiful chest came into full view. I dove onto his big, copper nipples like a dog in heat. He moaned slightly as I liked and chewed first one, then the other. I was going to make this one to remember.
I worked my way back up to his mouth for another long, passionate kiss. As we embraced, I ground my crotch against his, feeling that he was as steely- hard as I. We then became a flurry of flying clothes, stripping to our underwear in record time. Again we ground our hardons against each other, feeling only the light, cotton fabric between them. I was the first to break the embrace and again worked my way down. This time, I wasn't going to stop at his chest. I licked and nibbled my way down to the waistband of his Calvin Kleins, stopping only to feast a while on his fuzzy navel. Much to his dismay, I teased him a little and moved past his crotch to his hairy legs. I didn't disappoint him, however. I licked and chewed and chowed down on his legs till he was practically begging me for it. With one long lick, I traced his inner thigh back up to his waistband. Slowly, I ground my face into his crotch, smelly the musky smell of his manhood. A drop of precum had moistened the shorts and I licked at it, longing to taste him. I slid my hands under his ass and needed the magnificent globes. I raised him up so he was standing.
Using only my teeth, I yanked his shorts to his knees in one swift motion. He gasped as his massive cock sprang free. It was truly a sight to behold. A perfect mushroom head sat atop a thick staff at least 8" long. Our eyes met as I leaned forward to ever-so-gently lick at the head. His eyes rolled back to into his head in pure ecstasy. Slowly and gently, I began to chew on the head, paying close attention to the sensitive area just under the slit. His moaning became louder and more guttural. Inch by glorious inch, I worked my way down his amazing member. When my nose hit his pubes, he cried out my name.
"Oh yes, Todd. No one has ever done it this good. Oh, yes. Suck on my dick."
His wish was my command. I began bobbing my head up and down, using my tongue to caress the long shaft each time it went in or out. I reached up my hand and pulled on his ample nuts, fondling and playing with them as I blew him. I could tell that noone had done this to him in a long time, as he was already getting close. I quickly picked up the pace, causing his breathing to increase wildly. He started to move his hips in unison with my mouth, thrusting himself into me.
"Yeah. Take my cock, man. Take it all the way down your fucking throat!"
As he fucked my face, I felt his balls move up. I pulled him out of me just as his geyser exploded. He screamed as his hot cum shot everywhere; on my face and neck and chest. Goddamn, he was hot. I watched as he finished and came back down to earth.
"That was fucking incredible!" David stated matter-of-factly as he stared into my eyes. "So hot! Now, stand up."
As I rose, my knees almost buckled under me. For as soon as I was upright, David took the end of my cock in his mouth and started noisily slurping on the head. "Ugh" was all I could get out. As he licked and chewed, I was in heaven, looking down at this famous man wanting my dick so much. God, it was hot. He grabbed my ass checks and pulled my in further, making his way down my shaft until I was completely in him. He started bobbing as I started lightly thrusting and grinding my hips into his face. Suddenly with one move, he picked me up and switched places with me, depositing me on the sofa and kneeling between my legs. His warm, velvety mouth never let go of my engorged cock. As he proceeded to give me the blow job of my life, I raised my legs and wrapped them around his strong back. Unexpectedly, he pulled off my cock and started working on my balls. He sucked one into his mouth and rolled it around, tasting it like a piece of candy. Then, the other. It was exquisite. Slowly, his tongue went lower as his hands gradually raised my legs. Damn, he had a good tongue. He found my rosebud and that's all I needed. I moaned in ecstasy as his tongue circled my hole. First gingerly, the urgently, wanting to get inside. I relaxed and opened to him and soon his tongue was pushing in and out of my hot hole. He grabbed my cock and began stroking as he continued his oral assault on my ass. I knew I couldn't take much more of this. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. I wanted him now.
"Oh, dammit, David. Fuck me! Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before! Do it! Do it now!"
That was all the encouragement he needed. His dick had come to full mast again and was definitely ready. He grabbed a condom (from where I'm just not sure; didn't really care) and quickly rolled it on. He raised my legs even higher and I felt his head knocking at my door. I was no novice but it had been a while, so it took a little bit to get my sphincter relaxed. Finally, he popped through with a moan and he was in. And, boy, was he in. I felt every last inch as he pushed into my well lubed hole, until I felt his pubic hair against my ass. He pulled all the way out and thrust in again to the hilt, in one swift motion. I gasped at the pleasure and the pain, but I wanted more. We wasted no time in getting it going; him pummeling my tight ass and me pushing back with all my might.
"Damn, what a tight hole. You feel so good. I'm getting so close already."
"Come on, man. Fuck me! Fuck the cum out of me!" I shouted.
He picked up the pace and the sweat began to drip off both of our hard bodies. I knew I was close and he wasn't far behind. I wanted us to cum together, so I backed off a bit. I didn't take long before he was grunting and thrusting like hell. I felt him swell inside me and I knew it was time.
"I gonna fucking cum up your ass, man. Take my load!" David screamed.
Immediately, I felt his dick spasm inside me, shooting his hot load into the condom. That pushed me over the edge and I shot the load of my life. All over my chest and abs. A drop even hit my chin. As our incredible orgasms subsided, he lay on top of me and licked the drop off me chin. We embraced and our tongues intertwined yet again. He dropped his head onto me chest. Both of us were spent.
He raised his head and I stared into those beautiful eyes.
"That was something special, wasn't it?" he said simply.
"I certainly think so and I hope it's not our last." I replied.
David slowly pulled out and crashed next to me on the couch. He flung his arm around me and I nestled into his chest. We bathed in the warm afterglow of our first sexual encounter. I hoped it would not be our last.
We spent the better part of the day exploring each other from head to toe. We did almost everything imaginable. David even let me fuck him, although I could tell he was pretty much a top. We only came up for air at around dinner time, when we gave in to a ravenous hunger from all our recent activity. We ate in; Chinese delivery. We made love again after dinner. Slowly at first, but then with a hunger that we had spent the day just beginning to quench. As I dressed to leave, he gave me his unlisted home number and cell number. He said he would call tomorrow and we could have dinner tomorrow night. And more, I hoped.
As I was leaving the building and hailing a taxi for home, I realized that I hadn't given him my number. What an idiot I was! This was just a one-time fling for him, wasn't it? Oh great, I'm a cliché! A one time fling with a star and out the door. I hoped I was wrong, but only time would tell.
On the cab ride home, I suddenly realized that I was exhausted. I barely had time to set my alarm before collapsing into bed.
I awoke the next morning feeling like the previous day had almost been a dream. Would have believed myself too except for my ass and dick being so sore. A pleasant soreness tingled through the rest of my body as well. Grabbed my stuff and head to the gym for my morning swim. I half-heartedly hoped I'd see David there, but I thought better of it. I changed and started into my routine as usual. I was really paying that much attention when suddenly I was lifted out of the water and sent sailing up into the air, landing back with a big splash. I surfaced to see David with that playful grin on his face.
"Got `ya!" he smirked. I smiled from ear to ear. My concerns about him quickly vanished. He was here and that's what mattered.
We saw each other almost every night for the next week. Dinner and "dessert" he called it. The following week he invited me to lunch again, at the set. The limo picked me up as before and escorted me across town. It was a closed set that day, so I had to wait while they verified that my presence had been requested. I got the green light and headed through the door. David saw me almost immediately and rushed over. He took my hand and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. Needless to say, I was a floored by that. We had never shown any affection towards each other in public, him being a celebrity and all. He sensed my apprehension and whispered, "It's just the guys. Don't worry."
We joined the rest of the cast and announced, "You remember Todd, don't you?"
"How could we forget," Jennifer said. "He's all you've talked about for a week."
"Well, he's pretty special," retorted David.
It was then I knew that this was it. What I'd wanted. More than any could ask for. I had someone who cared for me and I cared for him.
Life was good.
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