My team, the other team, the coaches and judges and the people in the stands. But as soon as I get to the edge of the pool in that ready position, I b...ock them all out. It's like the only things there are me, the water and the sound of the judge's whistle. I don't pay attention to anything else until I'm climbing out of the pool at the end of the race. Not even the other swimmers in the pool with me. It's more than not paying attention, actually. It's like they're not even there. I shove them. We started by Amy sitting on a chair to get a closeup view and inspect my first attempt at shaving. She commented how well I shaved with only a couple missed spots and just one small nick. Since she already had me in her hand for the inspection, she began slowly stroking my now fully swollen cock. Once I was hard enough to be 'functional', she stood up, turned around and bent over the dining table and reaching around to guide me into her wet pussy. The view I had of my newly shaved smooth cock. My tan was better than Kasey's and since I had no hair on my chest it looked like sun was being reflected off my chest. “I bet you’re not the only one.” I grinned and strolled to my own chair drawing an equal amount of stares. I chuckled again and walked over to my towel and got out a tube of sun block and applied it myself and sat down on my towel. “Could you do me Sam?” Sabrina asked indicating the sunscreen. I looked over at her and managed to keep a straight face as I handed the tube to. " What? You afraid it might turn you into a faggot?" He gave my ass a smack. "It's just fucking sex."From my lack of response, he immediately knew what I was thinking."Man, that ship has sailed," he continued. "Besides, do you think I'm gay? I love having your dick in my ass. Does that make me gay?"Embarrassed and conflicted, I tried to pull away from him. "Stop."Jeff pushed me against the wall, pressing the side of my face into the wet paint. "Not until you say you like it. I want to hear you.