My Coworker Dared Me to Go Skinny-Dipping

September was, without a doubt, the worst month to work as a lifeguard at the municipal sports center pool. Not because of the cold. Even though it cooled off toward evening, the temperatures were still more than pleasant. September’s problem was boredom.

To the slight drop in the thermometer were added the end of the season, the kids going back to school, and the office routine of the adults. Everything conspired to send the number of swimmers plummeting from one day to the next. Adrián and I, on the other hand, had to keep clocking in at our posts until closing day. And watching over an empty pool, as anyone can imagine, became tedious to the point of being unbearable.

The company made up for it by moving closing an hour earlier from the beginning of the month until the last day, about two weeks later. It was the only consolation we had after swallowing the rest of the shift with barely any activity. We stared at the still water, the reflection of the sky shifting from blue to orange, and counted the minutes.

One afternoon with especially no one around, we started packing up early so we could get out as soon as possible. We had barely locked the entrance door and were almost ready, everything tidied away, to head home. It felt strange to have that possibility. Used to leaving wrecked and after dark, that freedom threw us off.

Then, a mischievous idea crossed Adrián’s mind as he watched the motionless surface of the main pool. I knew him well enough to recognize that half smile. He didn’t think twice. He took off his shirt, his swim trunks, and his flip-flops, and, completely naked, dove in headfirst.

I heard the splash from the hut and ran out to see what had happened. The first thing I saw was his clothes in a heap on the tiles.

—What the hell do you think you’re doing? —I asked, raising my voice more than necessary—. You’re swimming naked?

—I’ve wanted to do it all summer —he said, spitting out a mouthful of water—. Join me.

—There are still things to put away.

—Don’t be such a killjoy and get in. Maybe you’ll find something you like.

In the water there was nothing but him. Just his pale body warped beneath the surface, his legs moving lazily to keep himself afloat. A jolt of desire shot up from my stomach and tightened my throat.

Since that first day in the boiler room, we had repeated it many times, always where no one could catch us: the locker room with the latch locked, his car parked on a vacant lot, my apartment on afternoons when his roommate wasn’t there. But outdoors, never. That afternoon we would have it outdoors, under a sky that had begun to darken.

And who was going to catch us? Someone from the company? They hadn’t shown their faces there all summer and they weren’t going to for the next thousand years. The gate was closed. The neighborhood was silent. All you could hear was the hum of the filtration system and the occasional distant bird.

It would have been stupid to deny that I’d been fantasizing about it for months. Skinny-dipping, with no fabric, no rules, with the water touching me everywhere. The idea had been there a long time and I had never put it into practice. I had never shared that kind of intimacy with anyone, not even with the boyfriends I’d had before. With no one except Adrián.

You only live once, and you have to grab the chances when they come.

I stripped off all my clothes in one yank while shouting at him:

—If I catch you, you’re going to regret it!

And I dove in headfirst. The water met me with a coolness that stole my breath for half a second and then quickly turned warm, almost welcoming. I swam with all my strength to catch him, and he did the same to get away. An improvised game of tag, spurred on by something that was anything but innocent.

Without caps and without swim trunks, we were breaking the two most basic and sacred rules we were supposed to enforce. So what. We were having more fun than ever, laughing like two kids who had discovered that the schoolyard had been left empty.

Adrián used every square meter of the pool and the deeper sections to get away from me. It was useless. In less than five minutes he was exhausted from all that frantic swimming. He braced himself against the edge at the deep end to catch his breath, and that was the moment I used to close the distance between us and corner him between the wall and my body.

—Got you —I declared triumphantly, my mouth a breath away from his.

I claimed my prize by capturing his lips with mine. The kiss, enthusiastic and messy, tasted even better because of the water running from our faces and hair to the exact point where our mouths met. He breathed hard through his nose. I held the back of his neck with one hand so he wouldn’t slip away, though he no longer had the slightest intention of doing so.

Adrián noticed that something was brushing against his thigh and lowered his hand to check what it was. As expected, he found my cock already fully hard.

—Wow, you’re all set already —he said, slowly squeezing it under the water.

Of course. I had been ready since the very instant I saw him dive in naked.

—That was what you were after, wasn’t it? —I said.

—Yeah —he admitted, with a nervous little laugh that gave him away as just as worked up.

I confirmed it without letting go of him. His cock was hard too, vibrating against mine beneath the surface. Bodies swell with heat, and despite the coolness ours was burning. The problem was that we couldn’t release that arousal while our feet weren’t touching solid ground.

We swam together to the deepest part, where the water reached our chests when we stood on tiptoe. With five feet of depth, our shoulders rose above the surface and we could run our hands over each other, the skin at once warm and cool. The water made us slippery, but our fingers still found ridges to cling to: the hardened nipples, the collarbones, the taut cocks we stroked without respite.

Adrián’s craving bloomed suddenly. He took a breath and sank to the bottom. Even though he was swimming with his eyes closed, he found what he was looking for effortlessly, guided by touch. For the first time in my life, I was being sucked off underwater.

The sensations reached me in half-minute intervals, the amount of time he could hold out before needing to surface for air. Every time his mouth closed around me again, I clenched my teeth and threw my head back, looking up at a sky that was already starting to dim. I let him do it a few times and then got out of the water myself to make it easier for him.

I sat on the edge with my legs spread and my cock standing upright right at the level of his face. It was an invitation that needed no words. Adrián took me again, now with greater eagerness, because he had an unlimited source of oxygen at his disposal. Water and saliva clicked on his tongue, and the sound, mixed with the little waves lapping against the edge, made me even harder.

***

In the sky, evening was beginning to fade and, with it, the heat. The drop in temperature was immediately noticeable on wet skin, and before long I started shivering despite everything I was feeling. Adrián noticed and looked up at me.

—Are you cold? —he asked.

—A little —I muttered through clenched teeth, not wanting to admit how much.

—Then come here and we’ll warm each other up.

A tilt of his head backward reinforced the meaning of the phrase. My cock gave a hard tug of pure desire. I slid back into the pool, which now felt cold but in a different way, almost pleasant compared to the air.

Adrián pressed himself against the wall, with only his head above the surface, and lifted his hips to take me. I prepared him slowly with my fingers, testing the entrance and drawing short gasps from him that slipped past his lips. The water acted as a lubricant and everything slid smoothly, opening him little by little for what was coming.

When he was ready, I entered him. I sank halfway in with one contained thrust. A few more motions to work my way in and I had him fully against me. I started to move.

Every push and every pull raised waves that splashed the two only inhabitants of that watery corner right in the face. I would have loved to use all the strength I had in my hips, but the water got in the way of the little space left between our skins and slowed every thrust. The rhythm I managed was slower than I wanted, so I learned to savor every centimeter going in and out as if it were the last.

That friction was my only source of warmth, what melted the cold stabbing my skin like pins. Adrián let out nearly tearful moans every time I reached the bottom, as if what he had endured so cheerfully all summer had suddenly become too much for him. I kept up a rough, almost constant growl that only broke when I needed to breathe, and which suddenly rose in volume when I reached the limit.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came inside him with a tremor that shook me whole, gripping his hips so I wouldn’t slip. Adrián noticed the sudden stop in the rhythm and immediately understood.

—You came inside me? —he complained, turning his head with a grimace—. I wanted it on my face!

Laughter escaped me. Not because of the complaint itself, but because it was absurd to argue over those details while floating naked in a municipal pool about to close. Although, if I’m honest, what really worried me for a second was something else: that the trace of all that would stay in the water and there was no way to avoid it, especially after he let his own go with half his body submerged. All I could do was hope the filters would take care of cleaning it by the next day.

Sated, we got out of the water and ran for the towels, which in all our enthusiasm we hadn’t had the sense to leave within easy reach. There was almost no light left. We made up for the lack of warmth by hopping in place and flapping our arms like two clumsy birds.

—I’d never fucked in a pool before —Adrián said, rubbing his hair with the towel.

—Me neither.

—It was amazing.

—Yeah… —I answered, and nothing more needed to be said.

Summer was ending, but there were still a few days left to enjoy before closing. And looking at him shivering and laughing at the same time, I thought I was going to enjoy every one of them.

As soon as we were dry, we got dressed again and finished cleaning up in a hurry, not stopping our low laughter, like two accomplices sharing a secret the water had already swallowed.