She swam over to me and stopped when she was right in front of me, within arm's reach. We just stared at each other for a while, only moving enough to...keep ourselves floating in place."Wanna wrestle?" she said finally.I nodded.This time, it was different. We weren't frantically groping at each other and playfully tugging at each other's bodies. This was a slow, purposeful dance kept hidden underneath the ripples of the pool. Hannah climbed onto me, my penis mashing against her stomach, and she. If I wasn't there, I was either eating or sleeping. In all that, there were a couple moments that time stopped and I'll remember forever.Winning the bronze was not one of them. I didn't realize that I'd won it. I swam in the last heat. I'd been so intent on psyching myself up that I suddenly realized that I was in the water and I hadn't heard the whistle. The other swimmers were in the water by then and I couldn't tell if I got an early start or not so I kept swimming. Then, I realized that I. In moments we were kissing like lovers. Tongues entwined. I broke away and said “On your stomach.” He smiled and positioned himself with knees on the floor and chest flat on the bed. He had presented his arse for me. It was so pretty I moved back to take the beauty of it in. I took my clothes off as Harrison maintained his position, face down, waiting for my tongue. I had always been clothed when sucking Nick. My fetish was cocksucking after all. This was different.I briefly stroked my cock as. I mean, I about damn near started crying until I realized what that’d do to my makeup,’ she added, ending her sentence with another laugh. ‘It’s a very big song,’ he agreed. ‘It’s one of the songs where I don’t feel wise enough to discuss the meaning. So instead,’ he continued, feeling a certain spirit in his veins, ‘I am going to dance to it with you instead of standing here without you.’ ‘Clever,’ she replied, ‘but I’m still drinking.’ ‘Down it,’ he insisted. ‘They aren’t even into the first.