swim team

I’m Bryan, 35, straight—or at least that’s what I’d always believed without question. Divorced three years, a handful of flings with women since Sarah walked out, nothing that stuck. I grew up in Ladue, went to Horton Watkins High School (Ladue Horton Watkins, but everyone just called it Horton...

The summer of 1978 hung heavy over St. Louis, the air thick with heat and the smell of cut grass. Parkway Central’s pool had just closed for the season, and the locker room still echoed with the ghosts of chlorine and teenage bravado. Dale Thompson, nineteen and freshly graduated, stood under...

Chapter 1: The Gaze The natatorium was a cathedral of echoes—water lapping, vents humming, the faint splash of a teammate finishing a late lap. I was 19, a sophomore butterfly specialist at State, my Speedo clinging to me like a second skin after a brutal practice. My chest heaved, water...

The sun was high in the sky, casting a shimmering glow over the crystal-clear water of the pool. The air was warm, and the scent of chlorine mingled with the faint aroma of freshly cut grass. It was the perfect day for a swim, and as a member of the college swim team, 20-year-old Jake had been...

Obsessed with Robert Bobby Finke I am surprised we don't have an appreciation thread for this hottie Olympian.

If you've seen Weekend Without the Parents, this is the full edit I have so far...Missed some details on the last one and I think you'll get a good raging hard on from this one :) enjoy. I’m Phil, the captain of the senior team. Swim season was always my favorite time of year. This year was...

I’m Phil, the captain of the senior team. Swim season was always my favorite time of year. This year was no different except that it would be the last season we all had together and we had a though there was a new guy on the team, Dave. 6’0 foot tall, broad shoulders, chiseled pecs and a solid 6...