Chapter 3 #2
I froze, expecting to see Coach Mathers or maybe one of the security guards.
Instead, a man I’d never seen before was stepping down the ladder into the shallow end.
And to my surprise, he was completely naked, his pale skin practically glowing in the dim light.
His red hair was cropped short, and even from this distance, I could see the lean muscles of his back rippling as he moved, and the swing of his cock.
I knew I should leave. This was clearly a private moment, and if he was here after hours like me, he probably wanted to be alone. But I couldn’t stop staring. His beautiful form kept me rooted to the spot, hidden in the shadows by the entrance as I felt heat pool low in my belly.
The stranger slid into the water with barely a splash, moving with a grace that spoke of someone completely comfortable in the aquatic environment. He dove beneath the surface, and for a moment, I thought I saw something shimmer along his skin, like scales catching the light.
I blinked, sure I was seeing things. When he resurfaced halfway down the lane, he was just a man again, cutting through the water with powerful strokes that were unlike any swimming technique I’d ever seen.
It wasn’t freestyle or butterfly or any recognized stroke.
It was something else entirely. It was wild and natural, like he was part of the water itself.
I couldn’t look away. His movements were hypnotic, his body moving through the water with an efficiency that made my own technique seem clumsy by comparison. Was he some sort of water spirit? A demon of a lake or river come to torment me?
I must have shifted my weight or made some small noise, because suddenly he stopped, his head whipping around toward the entrance where I stood. Our eyes met across the pool, and I felt a jolt run through me, like I’d been hit by one of Professor Blackwood’s lightning spells.
“Enjoying the show?” he called out, his voice echoing slightly in the empty natatorium. It wasn’t angry or embarrassed. If anything, there was amusement in his tone.
I stepped forward, knowing I’d been caught. “Sorry,” I said, my voice sounding strained even to my own ears. “I didn’t mean to... I just came to swim.”
The stranger treaded water effortlessly, studying me with curious eyes that seemed to gleam in the darkness. “Well, don’t let me stop you,” he replied with a smirk. “There’s plenty of pool for both of us.”
I hesitated, suddenly aware of how ridiculous I must look standing there in my dinner clothes while he was completely naked in the water. “I didn’t realize anyone else would be here.”
“Should anyone be here right now?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because I’m pretty sure the pool closes at nine, and it’s well past that.”
“I could ask you the same thing,” I countered, finding my voice. “And at least I wasn’t planning to skinny-dip in a school facility.”
He laughed then, a rich sound that seemed to rip right through me, it’s grip tightening around my heart. “Is there something wrong with being naked?”
I felt my face flush hot as his question hung in the air. “N-no,” I stammered, swallowing hard. “There’s nothing wrong with it. I just... wasn’t expecting it.”
His smirk widened as he swam closer to the edge where I stood.
I could see more of him now. He had lean but defined muscles, impossibly smooth skin that seemed to shimmer in places when the water caught the light, and yes, those eyes.
They weren’t just blue. They were vibrant, like the color of the sea in summer, and had an almost luminous quality that made them visible even in the dim lighting.
“So are you going to join me?” he asked, floating onto his back with casual confidence. He made no attempt to cover himself as his soft cock broke the surface. “Or just stand there staring all night?”
My heart hammered against my ribs. Everything about this moment felt dangerous—being caught after hours, the way he looked at me, the undeniable attraction I felt. My slacks were getting far too tight.
“I can see from here that you’re interested,” he grinned, his gaze dropping to my groin before returning to my eyes. He reached down, his hand trailing down his abs until he brushed his fingers over his cock. “I’d be down for a little midnight fun if you are.”
I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Suddenly I felt like I was going to pass out, the sheer excitement of the moment threatening to overwhelm me.
“I… uh… I have to go,” I stammered, the panic settling in. “Bye.”
“Bye cutie,” he called after me. “Come back again when you’ve grown a backbone.”
The teasing tone in his voice made embarrassment flush hot in my cheeks, but I didn’t stop.
I wanted, more than anything, to go back and lose my virginity right there in the academy swimming pool.
But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I excelled at almost everything I did, but when it came to this… I had no idea what to do.
And now I’d probably missed my only chance to find out.