Tag: pool

  • That space is certainly a rather intimate one for men seeking a moment of release. However, it’s intriguing to acknowledge that some individuals might enjoy the thrill of indulging in such activities in a public setting. Personally, I wouldn’t mind exploring the idea of discovering a glory hole myself and experiencing that kind of liberation, if you catch my
    drift. The mere thought of being in such a scenario, aware that someone is observing me while I seek pleasure, sends a delightful thrill through me.

  • Swimming isn’t just a workout—it’s a full-body refresh! It strengthens muscles, boosts endurance, and clears the mind, all while feeling weightless in the water. Perfect for fitness and relaxation in one go 🏊‍♂️💦

  • One of my favorite things to do on a hot summer day is to go swimming in the local pool. It’s always refreshing and fun to splash around with my friends or just relax on a float. The pool is not too crowded and the water is clean and clear. I like to swim laps for exercise or play games like Marco Polo or water volleyball. Sometimes I even join the diving board contest and try to impress the judges with my flips and twists. Swimming in the local pool is a great way to cool off and have fun at the same time.

  • Tried a bold look yesterday: red briefs under white shorts at the pool. Let’s just say, I didn’t realize everyone would be checking out my swim game. 😅 Note to self: white + water = unexpected spotlight

  • I have always been a good swimmer and am often down at the local pool. I joined the school swimming team last month. The day before the first practice, my friend told me that the team operated a Speedo only policy, so I apprehensively went out and bought one. I had never worn one before, so was really nervous about wearing it, especially in front of all my friends on the first day of the practice. I remember I went bright red, and when I stood up to get in the pool, one of the guys playfully grabbed my butt. I ignored it and went into the pool as if nothing had happened.

    But today was by far the most embarrassing moment of my life. I tried to get out concealing my crotch, however, that soon failed when some of the guys grabbed my arms and held them behind my back, placing my bulge in full view of all of the laughing girls. As if that wasn’t bad enough, one of them grabbed my trunks from behind, pulling them down below my knees. I was completely mortified that I was fully exposed, and my penis went within a matter of seconds from being semi-erect to shriveled up. I tried to struggle but only ended up making matters worse, as I saw my crush get a full view of all my parts, from back and front. I then managed to cover my crotch with my hands, although they quickly managed to pry my hands apart. After about two minutes (it seemed like an hour) I managed to get my Speedo back on, although by that point everybody had seen everything. At least I got one of the guys back by stealing his towel in the showers and forcing him to run naked through the changing rooms to get it back. My revenge is not nearly finished though!!

  • Have any of you ever masturbated with a showerhead and led to an orgasm with the stream of water? I think this was probably the first time I ever had an orgasm before I even knew it to be even associated with “the act of sex”. I told about this in some previous posts when I showered in the pool’s bathroom. It was truly masturbation in its most innocent form. I have different circumstances and was looking for a real challenge, but I feel as though once I get rewired, I could probably go back to just using water pressure, I genuinely enjoy the sensation and have brought myself to orgasm many times even while I was watching porn on a regular basis.

    At this time when I was living with my grandparents last week. They had a shower attachment that would clamp onto the tub faucet. It was an accidental discovery for me to see how intensely pleasurable it was for me to hold the stream of water on the glans of my penis. It scared me, in fact. I had a sort of instinctual feeling that something (I knew not what) was going to happen if I kept it up. I wasn’t sure I wanted to find out what would happen. Over a week’s practice or so, I built up the courage to stand it; actually, I remember being quite scared, but making a ruthless decision that I would press on even if it killed me; it felt that good! I didn’t know what happened, either, when I came, and I, too, though I had exploded. Then I saw clumps of my semen in the tub, and–after a short panic–figured it out; I’d had orgasm only with water. 🍆💦

  • Today was intense. My coach spent a lot of time talking about drowning—what it is, how it happens, and why it’s so dangerous. He explained that drowning is basically a type of suffocation caused by being submerged in water, and most fatal drownings happen when people are alone or when others nearby don’t realize what’s happening. He also mentioned that almost 80% of drowning victims are male, which kind of stuck with me. It’s scary to think about, but it also made me realize how important it is to be prepared.

    We spent hours going through lessons on rescue skills, CPR, first aid, and how to handle different water emergencies. I was really focused because this stuff feels so serious. Knowing this information could literally save someone’s life, and not knowing it could lead to something terrible. I didn’t want to mess anything up, so I paid close attention to every detail.

    By the end of the day, I took the final test covering everything we’d learned. I was nervous, but I managed to pass with a decent grade. Thank God for that! I’m proud of myself for taking it seriously, but I also feel like there’s still so much more to learn.

    I think I’m going to ask my coach for some extra tips or resources to keep improving. Does anyone have advice on how to get even better at water rescue skills or CPR? I want to make sure I’m as prepared as possible, just in case.

  • I spent one hour on the computer this afternoon. Then – all the tests that I set up last night on my blog look perfect and running 100%. Finally, things are starting to run smoothly. I’ve spent the afternoon doing some updates and uploading some fucking hot movies. Tonnes of pics with guys wearing Speedos – dunno why but good with me so to keep in the spirit. I’ve been wearing new Speedos all this morning under my trouser for school and under my shorts all afternoon before I went swimming. The feeling of the different types of materials against my body makes my dick hard and excited. Here is my pic that I’ve been taking today – tell me that isn’t hot.

  • Today, right after the final bell, I headed straight to the local swimming pool. It’s not too far from school—about a 700-meter walk. As soon as I walked in, the smell of chlorine hit me like a ton of bricks. I’ve always competed outdoors, so I never really noticed it this strong before. It was kind of overwhelming, but in a weirdly familiar way.

    I dropped my bag and plopped down on the bleachers. A few of the guys from the team started trickling in from the locker room. We only have a boys’ team, and I think there were around 15 of us there today. Everyone was wearing those tiny swimsuits—Speedos, I think they’re called? They’re basically like low-slung nylon briefs, kinda like… well, you know. Let’s just say they leave very little to the imagination. Some of the guys were definitely showing off more than others, if you catch my drift. I couldn’t help but wonder if I was in the right place, haha.

    During practice, I couldn’t help but notice how some of the guys looked standing on the starting blocks. A couple of them were, uh, really filling out their suits, if you know what I mean. Like, it was almost distracting how much they were pushing the limits of those waistbands. Not gonna lie, I kinda liked it. Maybe a little too much.

    Anyway, practice went pretty well overall. I’m still getting used to the whole swimming pool vibe, but it’s cool being part of the team. Definitely an interesting day, to say the least.

  • This afternoon, something happened that I can’t stop thinking about. It was one of those moments that starts innocently enough but takes a turn you never see coming. This semester, I decided to join the school swimming team. So, I thought I’d head down to the local pool to practice on my own. Little did I know, this decision would lead to an encounter that left me feeling… well, let’s just say, more than a little flustered.

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  • I have been thinking about getting a tan through swimsuits. I actually prefer tan lines produced by more modest swimwear, especially Speedo. The contrast between the dark limbs and the creamy torso looks so good to me. What are your views on swimwear tan?

    I’ve asked this question to a friend. He said that men like to see tan lines on a woman, especially the strings that go up around the neck that are visible in the top that there wearing they say that if they take a women’s clothes off and she has a tan that looks like a skimpy bikini that it’s one of the sexiest things to see and is such a turn on. So what are females’ experiences when they see boys and teenage males get tan lines?

  • I’ve masturbated in public on numerous occasions, yet I’ve never been caught, or at least, no one has ever confronted me about it. I’m drawn to the thrill of being in a place where there’s a theoretical risk of getting caught, but in reality, the chances are very slim. I wouldn’t mind if a stranger wanted to watch me masturbate; I’d gladly do so in front of them. However, I understand most people don’t want to stumble upon such a scene, so I choose my locations carefully, ensuring I can keep an eye out to avoid detection. It’s all about the thrill for me, without imposing on others.

  • The pool wasn’t crowded, which meant I could swim laps without interruption. Each stroke felt rhythmic, meditative even, as I moved through the water, my body gliding effortlessly. After some vigorous laps, I decided to float on my back, looking up at the sky. It’s amazing how floating can make you feel weightless, like you’re part of the water itself. Here’s to more days like this, where the only plan is to float, swim, and enjoy the moment.

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