Timmy Moves to CT and joins swim team

[dm106]

Part 1 - taken from partly true and partly fictional parts of my younger days. This is my first attempt at a story so comments (and flames) welcome). If you're looking for pure sex, skip this story.

Caroline and Ron Martin were smitten from the moment they first met at UCF (University of Central Florida) in Orlando during Freshman orientation. Both had been raised in strict Catholic families and neither had much experience in dating. Both were 18, Caroline just turning 18 a few weeks before.
Neither had “the talk” about sex from their parents and Caroline wound up pregnant that Freshman year. But no matter, they knew they were deeply in love. They got married and Timmy was born the following September. Ron continued and graduated with honors with a degree in banking and finance.

The couple struggled financially in those early years, with Ron taking a job at a local bank in Orlando. Finally, he got a terrific break as a Sr. Vice President at a bank in Hartford, Connecticut. In the winter with Timmy in 7th grade, they made the move to the tony suburb of Glastonbury.

Timmy was older for his grade by nearly a year due to his birthday falling just short of the school age cutoff for Kindergarten in Orlando. He also was raised with very strict Catholic family values and while Caroline and Ron had discussed that they needed to have “the talk” with Timmy, they both were very shy to talk about this subject with him so it was put off. Timmy was quite sheltered and naïve. Meanwhile, Timmy started getting those random erections constantly, hair had started to sprout around his privates and he started awaking to new feelings “down there”. He also had started to grow there quite a bit. But he knew nothing of things like masturbation and tended not to think about those types of things much in the past. While he heard words, he never fully understood what they meant.

The day the moving van arrived at their new house, he met another boy who lived in the house next door. Jimmy looked a bit younger but it turned out that he, too, had entered the 7th grade that year. The boys became fast friends, sharing video games with each other and became inseparable. It also turned out that they would share several classes together once Timmy entered school. Jimmy had started in swimming during his early years in elementary school and was quite successful. He had lots of ribbons of various colors and even some cool looking trophies in his room, Timmy thought. “Can you swim, Timmy?” asked Jimmy. “Well, yeah, pretty good,” replied Timmy. Jimmy says he should join the swim team. Timmy is open to the idea, but since swimming is already underway for the school year, Coach is going to have to approve it and give Timmy a special try-out if, indeed, Timmy will be permitted to join that year.

On the bus on the way home from school, Jimmy and Timmy are, of course, sitting together. “What did the coach say,” asks Timmy. “Good News” is the reply. Coach says we are really short on boys for the team and yes, Timmy could try out. “Coach says be at the pool 45 minutes before homeroom and you can do a try out.”

That evening Timmy has his knee length boardies in his backpack for the next day but something really cool is happening. Growing up so far in Florida, Timmy has never seen snow. And that evening, a major storm is forecast and the white stuff is coming down heavily by dinnertime. Timmy is SO excited. Timmy runs outside and with just the dusting, he tries to make a snowball. Jimmy is standing at the door laughing when he sees his close friend out there making a fool of himself. “Dude, you need to have snow on the ground before you can make a snowball!” Timmy laughs sheepishly and retreats back inside, not even wearing a jacket. Later that evening, the boys, properly dressed, managed to find enough snow to make some snowballs and have some fun – the very first time Timmy has been exposed to snow other than on TV or seeing it in pictures.

Early the next morning Caroline is checking the school closings – and Glastonbury is not closing for the 4 inches of snow they got. Because he had to be at school 45 minutes early, he could not take the regular bus, so Caroline agreed to get up early and drive him. Ron had gotten her all-weather tires for the Subaru, but truth be told, Caroline had never driven in snow before. Ron grew up in Chicago so he knew about it and gave her some verbal tips about drive slower than usual, slow down sooner when you have to stop, maintain greater distance from the car ahead of you, etc. Caroline took it all in nervously. Off Ron goes to work.

She gets Timmy breakfast and loaded into the Subaru and heeding Ron’s advice, drives backwards out of the garage onto the snow laden driveway very slowly. All is going well, she thinks, until she reaches the street where the snow plow had backed up a bunch of snow against the end of the driveway. Probably three feet wide and about 18 inches tall, this was much more packed snow than what was loose and flaky in the driveway. There also was a down-grade on the driveway into the street. She cautiously checked for traffic and slowly edges her way to the street. But that heavy packed snow grabs the car and stops it pretty much in its tracks. Ron didn’t tell her that you need to have some momentum to cut through that snow plow residue! She gives it a bit more gas…nothing. She gives it a bit more and the all-wheel-drive Subaru’s wheels begin to spin. Wow, that’s something she’s never had before. The car is not moving backwards at all but the wheels are turning. The all-weather tires are making a vibration she can feel in the seat. Unbeknownst to her, Timmy, wearing tight skinny jeans, felt the exact same vibration in his balls. He didn’t think a whole lot about it but he could tell his mom was pretty nervous.

Caroline recalls that in her driver class years earlier she learned about rocking a car if it got stuck. She never had practiced that before, it’s not something you need in Florida where she grew up. She tries going forward, up the driveway but it’s up hill, the car moves forward only a few inches and the wheels start to spin again. She eases it back and it moves again a few inches but maybe further than it was before. She manages to get a rhythm going, forward and backward but the spinning wheels are vibrating the seat and coupled with the forward and backwards motion, she was getting stimulation in her tight jeans that she had not ever felt before. Her breathing increases and Timmy hears an occasional soft moan. “You OK Mom”, he asks. “Yes Timmy, just trying to get the car out of this mess”. Her hand occasionally going to her crotch is not lost on Timmy who is feeling funny down there, too. Timmy dresses with his dick down, tucked in his briefs in front of and under his balls. He figures gravity pulls it that way when he’s standing so that’s how it goes in. This means both his balls and the head of his penis are pressed against the car seat inside of his tight skinny jeans. He doesn’t think anything of the boner he’s gotten because he gets them so often now that he’s 12. But something else is going on, he’s getting a tickling feeling from the vibration. All he knows is it feels good and when he presses on it – he likes the pressure.

Caroline continues to rock the car, forward and back, gaining some distance. Sometimes she just lets the wheels spin, trying to cut into the snow – to no avail. She’s not able to get the car back up the hill fully into the driveway and try to get a better running start, the wheels just spin. She tries to use just enough power to try to move the car without spinning the wheels but they always break loose. So she goes back and forward and backwards in rhythm. She notices his hand is up under his jacket. Is Timmy feeling it too, she wonders to herself because Carolyn is starting to feel like she is going to have an orgasm for reasons she cannot possibly comprehend and Timmy has gotten very quiet, no longer chatting with her (she didn’t want him babbling now anyhow, just trying to concentrate on getting the car unstuck).

She keeps it up for another minute and almost has it out the front of the driveway onto the street when Timmy says, “Mom – STOP, quick!” She stops and says, “Timmy, what’s wrong? I almost had it out of here.” “I gotta go to the bathroom real bad, Mom, it’s an emergency,” he replies. “Didn’t you go just before we got in the car? It’s only been 10 minutes”. “Yea, Mom, but I gotta go, I can’t explain it.” Little did Caroline realize that Timmy was also about to nut, something she could not comprehend on his part, either. It might have been just as well because she was about to lose her control and perhaps that wouldn’t have been easy to explain to Timmy. “Go at school, we’ll be there in 5 minutes”. That was the end of the conversation and with one more burst of power, she broke through and the rest of the trip was uneventful.

Timmy got to the pool, saw the coach in the office who told him to change into his swim suit and meet at the pool in 90 seconds – the ordeal with getting stuck made him a late. Coach was obviously and “on time” person. Timmy still has the lingering feelings from the car – and he’s hoping whatever it was – does not cause a boner while he’s doing his tryout! Timmy got out there and took directions from the coach and showed Coach Carl what he could do in the pool. Carl thought Timmy was ok – not terrific but that he would be trainable from what he could see. Truth be told, Carl would take pretty much any boy on the team who wanted to swim. He thought every boy should have the chance and he knew that not so many boys came out for swim team these days. He tells Timmy, “Congratulations, can you come to practice this afternoon after school?” Timmy said, “Yes Sir!”

To be continued....

[dm106]

Part 2

Timmy has a heck of a time concentrating on school that day. He decides after considerable thought that the feeling he had in the car was not needing to go pee, it had to be something else. But what? It felt really good. He is very confused – totally naïve and not understanding the new feelings in his 12 year old body. He contemplates this almost the entire day. And he thought something was definitely weird with his Mom when the car was stuck. The noises she made and her pressing in her lap – seemed so strange to him. Meanwhile, Caroline is at home, wondering much the same thing about herself. She never felt those feelings in a car before, but it certainly got her attention.

Timmy shows up at 2:30 after his last class and runs into his buddy Jimmy in the locker room. The boys are changing and Jimmy says, “You can’t wear those boardies on the team”. Timmy says it’s all he has. They proceed to practice – and Coach Carl stops Timmy – “You need your team speedos, Timmy, you can’t swim in those boardies plus they look ridiculous on a swim team. Jeff – take Timmy to the supply closet and get him a couple of team suits.” Jeff is a 9th grader, the highest class in the school and is now 14 and the team’s captain. Coach introduces the boys to each other and tell’s Jeff to show him the ropes. Jeff, being two years older than Timmy seems to be huge and very handsome. For 14, Jeff has developed a pretty good musculature from the swimming and weight lifting he does. It does not go unnoticed by Timmy who is thinking to himself, wow, will I look like that at 14? He also notices Jeff’s larger bulge in the tight maroon speedo he was wearing. He has to force himself to not stare.

As they are walking, Jeff explains to Timmy that you really should get a couple of practice suits and save these speedos for meets and special events but for today – you can wear the team suit. Sure enough, Timmy noticed the boys were all wearing different speedos for practice, one even had a Jammer on but Timmy didn’t know what they were called. Jeff tells Timmy where he can buy suits and they have team discounts. Meanwhile, in the supply room, Jeff guesses at Timmy’s waist size as 28 and hands him a 28 suit to start with and also a 26 to try on after that. The team suits are red TYRs with white sides and the team logo – a shark on the front towards one side. Timmy’s eyes are bugging out at how small the suit seems. Jeff says, “Tim, just try it on in here, it’s OK, then we don’t have to run back and forth to the locker room.” Timmy’s feeling a bit shy but removes his boardies to comply. He pulls up the first size 28 speedo which is snug on him. Jeff say, “Tie it, Timmy. How does it feel?” Timmy responds with “pretty good” but deep inside he starts to get that funny feeling he had in the car earlier this morning and now he’s worried about getting a boner in front of Jeff with no way to hide it. He starts growing. “Come here, let me check it for you,” Jeff says. Timmy complies and Jeff tugs on the suit, puts his fingers down the waistband a little, and tugs on the leg openings. All of this is making Timmy get more aroused which Jeff picks up on. “Timmy, don’t be scared, it’s OK, this happens when you try on speedos the first time. You will get better in them. But I think these are just a little loose on you for meets and loose is not good. They make you slower and also they don’t hold your parts as well when you, um, well, you know what I mean”, brushing Timmy’s boner which is sticking out a bit in the front. Timmy is now not only very hard but he’s got that tickle coming back again. That brushing felt amazing, Timmy thinks to himself, but it was probably just an accident as Jeff was getting up.
“Timmy, here, try the 26 on and see how that one fits you”. Timmy obediently takes off the size 28 suit and slides up the 26, meanwhile he’s pointing up in the air. This suit is definitely tighter on him. After checking it and tugging on it a bit, Timmy is having a hard time keeping himself in control, but he doesn’t really understand what’s happening. The tugging and checking of Timmy’s suit has taken him to a place he’s never been before, just like in the car that morning. Timmy doesn’t know what it is but he know it feels really nice. And he’s noticing that Jeff is boning his speedo as well. “You’re getting one too,” Timmy says. “Yea, I can’t help it when I see it on another guy, it just happens,” replied Jeff. “This is definitely the right size for you, it’s holding you in much better than the larger one.” “Yeah,” Timmy says with weak voice. Seeing Jeff’s length and the ridge around the head of his penis outlined in the tight maroon speedo, Timmy is getting very weak kneed, his breathing changes and his eyes glaze over. He’s so hard in his speedo that his penis is pulsing along with his heartbeat. That’s driving him to new levels of stimulation that he cannot control and a look of grimace comes across his face. “You OK, Timmy?” inquires Jeff. “No” whispers Timmy who then lets out a grunt and begins to fall. Jeff quickly grabs him and sits him on a bench nearby. The front of Timmy’s speedo is now soaked as he had his very first cum, and it was a load. “Timmy, you just shot in your new speedos!”

Timmy was both embarrassed and confused, not really knowing what happened, but he was also spent and had no energy. He just had to sit and rest for a minute.

To be continued...

[dm106]

I never did a story before - do you want more or is this falling flat?

[a speedo minded guy]

Very good story. I like it. Please continue on with it. Love the innocence Timmy has through this. Would love to hear how Jeff tries to explain what happened.

[dm106]

Thanks, Speedomindedguy. A new chapter coming right now!

Timmy sat there – stunned – not knowing what just happened. He wasn’t sure what to think. “What do you mean I shot in my speedos?” asked Timmy. “Let’s get you to the shower – clean you up and get out to practice. Coach will be wondering if we got lost. We can talk about this later,” replied Jeff. Jeff put his arm around Timmy and led him to the shower.

“This never happened to you before, did it,” asked Jeff. “No.” “It’s perfectly normal, Timmy, we will talk about it after practice or whenever you want,” Jeff Added.

Things went pretty normally through the rest of practice – nobody had a clue of what went on in the supply room and it was just as well as far as Timmy was concerned. He now really felt he trusted Jeff and at least Jeff was looking out for him. Following practice, Jimmy and Timmy took the late bus home but Timmy was pretty quiet. He did admit to Jimmy that he enjoyed swim practice and thought the coach was really cool.

Timmy was noticeably quiet at dinner that night but once back up in his room he was replaying the events with Jeff back in his mind. He did remember one thing – the sensations he felt in his young but maturing body were simply amazing. And another thing was certain, he loved the feeling of his new team speedos and decided right then and there to put on his dry suit (the wet one was still drying out in his bathroom).

As soon as he pulled up the speedo – those feelings started up again and his manhood started getting hard. They were most pleasurable but Timmy couldn’t understand why something like this would give him these feelings. He walked over to his door which had a full length mirror on it. He liked what he saw – with his boner he could see his penis outline just like he could see it on Jeff and some of the other boys at practice. In fact, he found that quite stimulating. In his excited condition he could even see his ridge around the head – something he noticed quite clearly on Jeff earlier in the day. Timmy was feeling very manly even though he had not quite reached his 13th birthday yet. He also determined that he was going to corner Jeff the next day and find out more about what was going on. He took some solace that Jeff was going to somehow end all this confusion and explain things.

Timmy went back downstairs, wearing his speedo under his jeans (still offering him some really nice feelings) and told his parents about (part) of his first day on the swim team. Secretly he knew the tight speedo was concealing his boner. He announced that coach had given him a team suit to which his Mom said, "Oh bring it down and show us." Quickly thinking, Timmy went up to his bathroom and got the damp suit from practice and brought it down. “Wow, Tim, that looks like the ones they wear in the Olympics!,” his Mom blurted out. “Yeah,” Timmy said, “they are really cool”. He then said that he needed to get a couple of practice suits at the sporting goods store. His Mom offered to take him after school to shop and make sure he got the right size but somehow that really seemed to embarrass Timmy, who was not quite ready to parade a speedo in front of his Mom so he respectfully declined and asked if he could just go alone and do it. Mom said fine and gave him $40 which might be enough for two practice suits if he chose carefully.

The next day passed painfully slowly for Timmy as he anxiously awaited time for swim team practice. He bounced from his last class to the school’s pool with his swim bag in hand. Jeff is in the locker room and Timmy walks up to him and whispers, “Jeff, can we talk after school today?” “Sure, Tim. Meet me here after practice. You gonna be OK today in the meanwhile?” “I sure hope so,” grins Timmy. Timmy manages to keep it together for most of practice but does raise a major boner after he gets the suit on and heads to the shower. But he’s not the only boy that gets that way – he sees another boy with a big boner and that makes him feel better but also a bit more stimulated.

After practice, the boys rendezvous in the locker room and it turns out that Jeff lives three blocks from Timmy, but they are on different bus routes. “Why don’t you come home with me on the late bus and we can talk,” Jeff says, “and you can walk home from my house.” It’s a plan and they arrive at Jeff’s and nobody will be home for nearly 2 hours as his parents are both at work. The conversation starts in the kitchen over cookies and milk. “So Timmy, what can I tell you, offers Jeff.” “Jeff, I need to know what’s happening to me, I’m so confused with these feelings and I sure can’t ask my Mom or Dad and I'm really embarrassed even talk to you about it” “Tim, I know just what you’re feeling, I had exactly those feelings when I was starting in swim two years ago and I was also very confused. Let’s go up to my room and put on our speedos and talk about it.”

“Wow,” Timmy asks, “You wear them in your room when you don’t have to?” “Yeah, all the time, Timmy! I love the feelings and then I often have to jerk off in them”. Timmy’s face scrunched up – “Jerk off?” “OK Timmy, I guess we have more than one afternoon’s explaining to do for you but let’s get going”.

The boys get changed into their speedos – both wearing the identical team suits and lay on Jeff’s bed. Jeff starts explaining – “Tim, you’re getting feelings already, right, sort of like a bit of a tickle inside you?” “Yeah, exactly,” Tim says. Jeff goes on to explaining how males get excited and get boners and how we cum or ejaculate. In short, all the “stuff” about the birds and the bees that he never got from his Mom and Dad at home. Timmy’s taking it all in. After the explanation, Tim asks, “But what has this got to do with speedos and how they make us feel”. Jeff goes on to explain how the tightness of the speedos on the male parts, the sleek feel of the fabric and how we know we are on display and we see it on other guys, it’s all part of the stimulation. “Jeff, but how come I shot in my speedos yesterday without even rubbing it, asks Timmy”

To be continued

[dm106]

Part 4

By now Timmy is feeling like Jeff is a really good friend, more special even than a big brother. Timmy totally trusts him and feels so happy that he can discuss these personal things with Jeff that he can’t ask anyone else.

Timmy was so consumed with his chat with Jeff that he never got to the sporting goods store to get his new practice speedos. And getting more speedos is something he finds very exciting and can’t wait. He feels less strange about it when he was in Jeff’s room and Jeff allowed Timmy to peak in his dresser drawer where there must have been 25 pairs in various colors in briefs, square cuts and jammers. Timmy can’t wait until his next visit when Jeff promised to give him a fashion show and even let Timmy try on a few although he knew that they might be a bit large for him.

But time ran out and during the chat, Timmy knew he was very close to again blowing in his speedos without touching himself. He could see that Jeff was aroused as well. It was arranged – Timmy could come over again the next day and the talk would continue.

Timmy managed to get through the evening and another day at school where all he could think about was going to Jeff’s. At practice Jimmy felt like he was being ignored by Timmy who seemed all taken with trying to hang with Jeff and the older boys. And it’s another practice where Timmy is boned almost the whole time thinking about Jeff and their talk. The only thing saving him from blowing his load is the cool pool water.

Upon the arrival at Jeff’s, the routine continues with the cookies and milk. “So Jeff, how is it I shot now a couple of times in my speedos without rubbing it?” asks Timmy. “Does that happen to you?” “Yes, Timmy, to me and some others as well. But some boys are more sensitive to it than others. Some boys don’t have it happen to them”. “Oh,” responds Timmy. I thought you said yesterday that you had to jack it go make it go off.” “True, Timmy, I did say that. But it can happen by itself and maybe we will have some fun together and make it happen like that.” “Way cool, Jeff, I’d love that,” pipes up the ever exuberant Timmy.

Upstairs in Jeff’s room, he asks Timmy if he wants to try on one of Jeff’s speedos. Timmy about bursts – “oh man!” The drawer is so full of speedos, Timmy has a hard time deciding which one he wants. Jeff offers some advice and shows Timmy a few that he had left over from 2 years ago when he was in Timmy’s class that he didn't wear much anymore. “These might fit you better, they are your size,” says Jeff. Timmy picks a bright yellow one with some white trim and starts to strip down to put it on. “Which do you want me to wear?” asks Jeff. More decisions for Timmy who finally pulls out a black and red jammer technical suit. “What’s this?” asks Timmy. “A technical suit for meets but I don’t wear it at the school meets because coach wants us in the team suit. I wore this for a summer league last year”. Jeff stripped down as Timmy totally watched Jeff’s cock and balls. Jeff’s a bit chubbed up from all the talk. He pulls on the jammer, looking very hot in it. Timmy is equally hot in the revealing small yellow speedo Jeff has loaned him. Timmy feels like he’s about as hard as he’s ever been but still a good inch or more shorter and thinner than Jeff’s manhood. He also realizes that Jeff's cock was in this speedo where his is nestled now.

“Hey Timmy, do you want to see how you can shoot in your speedo without touching, again?” asks Jeff. “Sure”, Timmy says. “Ok, we will do it. You just relax and listen and answer my questions but don’t touch yourself.” “Does the yellow speedo feel tight on you? Is it as tight as your team speedo? Come over here, let me see if it’s giving you good support.” Jeff reaches to Timmy and cups his bulge in the palm of his hand and Timmy lets out a soft moan. Then he takes a couple of fingers and traces Timmy’s length pressing to see if his penis is being held firmly against his body by the yellow speedo. “You are really big there for your age, Timmy and you have a big head. See how it’s hugging your body and not sticking out even with a boner? That’s how you know it’s supporting you properly.” All Timmy could muster was to shake his head. He’d never experience that feeling before of someone really touching his member, other than the quick brush he got in the supply room.

Jeff stood up. “Here, feel mine the same way, you can feel how it’s fitting in my jammer.” Timmy immediately complied, giving his friend even a bit more attention than Jeff gave to Timmy. Timmy had never felt another boy’s penis before, if you could call this feeling it. “Hey, Timmy, you got a bit of a wet spot,” announces Jeff. “What’s that from,” Timmy asks. “It happens when you get aroused like this. Are you feeling like you’re getting a little too close to shooting?” “No, I’m ok,” says Timmy.

“Ok then, let’s continue, “Jeff says”. “So Timmy, are you noticing how the guys on the team are pointing in their speedos – up, down, sideways?

To be continued

[a speedo minded guy]

Great continuation of the story. It's great that Timmy has a friend that can help him with all these questions and feelings. Please continue.

[Swimmboy]

I'm also really liking this story - please continue. I must admit being as innocent and naive as Timmy. I was also 12, and it felt good touching myself 'down there' while in my briefs. One evening, I suddenly had to pee - uncontrollably. But what came out was not piss, it was a couple gobs of thick, creamy white stuff. I had no idea on earth what it was, but it frightened me terribly. I thought one of those things inside me - a liver? kidney? spleen? - had ruptured and I would be dead within minutes. And my parents would find me with that white stuff in my briefs and know I had been touching myself, which had caused whatever it was inside me to rupture. What a shameful way to die. Five, ten, fifteen minutes went by and I was still alive, so went to the bathroom to clean up, but still expecting death was imminent. Somehow I survived.....

[sebbie]

....and, very gradually, learned to enjoy yourself!

[vega1210]

please continue

[dm106]

Part 5 and thanks for the encouraging comments!

Jeff quickly put a halt to the activity – not because he didn’t like it but he didn’t want to get over-stimulated himself or have Timmy get the same way. He was going to show Timmy how it was possible to shoot in the speedo without touching himself (as hard as it might be for Timmy not to touch himself).

“So, Tim, I have to assume you’re getting feelings, right? I call those Speedo Feelings”. “Oh man, yeah,” replies Timmy. “OK, so tell me what you are secretly looking at when we’re all on deck or climbing out of the pool,” asks Jeff. “Um, nothing, I’m not looking,” a slightly scared Timmy declares. “Oh sure, I see you and I know you’re looking and I’ve seen you check me out every chance you get,” says Jeff. “It’s OK, I look too, and I know what I’m looking for and I know what I see, and I bet you do too, don’t be shy.” “I want you to tell me every detail you see.” “You’re right, Jeff, I do peek but I don’t stare,” claims Timmy. “I can’t help it. I just have to look. I see more on some boys than others. Some I can’t see hardly anything, maybe a tiny bump and some I see the length, balls and sometimes I see that thing on the end, you know, like you said you saw on me.” “Right Timmy, the head,” says Jeff. “The head is where you get a lot of the feelings from your speedo and just below that on the bottom side. Right here,” as Jeff reaches over and barely touches the area below Timmy’s ridge – causing Timmy to do a deep inhale. “See, that’s very sensitive there. Do you feel the pressure from the speedo on that area?” Timmy shakes his head, having trouble talking at that point. “Timmy, I see you have a wet spot, I’m guessing you’re pretty cranked up right now?” “Yes” Timmy feebly whispers. “Are you feeling that tickle?” asks Jeff. “Yes” Timmy declares. “OK you tell me if you get really close, ok?”

Jeff continues with Timmy trying to drive him to the brink to show him how it can happen when you don’t touch yourself. “Timmy, do you get feelings in your speedo when you look at those boys who are showing? Do you feel it in your penis especially near the head and that area I just touched? Are you thinking to yourself, don’t get a boner, but it starts to grow anyhow?”

Through all these questions and more, Timmy can only muster either a whisper “yes” or a small shaking of his head in the affirmative. “Timmy do you feel like you want to touch some of them? And you want them to touch you? I can see your penis pulsing with your heartbeat in your speedo, do you feel the pulsing in it? The very slight movement of your head in there against the speedo fabric is taking you closer, isn’t it?” Timmy responds with a very raspy “Yeah”. “I can see how that speedo is working on you, your wet spot has grown and I can hear it in your breathing, you’re going to blow, aren’t you?” “Yes” whispers Timmy. “Timmy, did you know that guys are looking at your speedo and seeing your cock showing in it? They see your boner and your length, your head ridge and they get feelings, too.” “Oh, oh, oh,” grunted Timmy as he arched his back – with Jeff holding his hands from touching himself. Seeing Timmy blow his load in his speedo is more than Jeff can take and he starts pulsing in his speedo, letting out a far bigger load than Timmy’s. Both boys were laying there on the bed, panting, trying to catch their breath.

To be continued.

[a speedo minded guy]

Another wonderful chapter. I await to find out what questions from Timmy will follow...

[Swimmboy]

Another very stimulating chapter - very hot! Both boys losing control that way.

[James]

Exciting. Thanks.

[crimsonspeedo]

Oh man, I spermed off in my briefs reading this! Just rocking my hips back and forth and letting friction and precum do their work on me.

[vega1210]

Great story. Love 2 hear more

[dm106]

Part 6 - and THANKS!! for the great comments.

Both boys were totally spent from the experience and Jeff realized it be like 45 minutes from when his parents would be getting home. He woke Timmy who had fallen asleep and suggested they both jump in Jeff's shower and clean up their respective messes. "Awesome, awesome, awesome," was all Timmy could say about the experience. "Timmy, not all boys can do that, but many can and I thought you probably could," said Jeff.

The boys jump in Jeff's shower and have a great time lathering each other and, being teens (or on the cusp) they are both boned up from the experience. Timmy wants more but Jeff told him that there was just not enough time - but the next day he had a treat in mind. "What treat, Jeff?" asks Timmy. "A good treat but it's a secret for now. By the way, Tim, you got much more hair there now than I did when I was your age and you're better hung than I was back then," which made Timmy grin with satisfaction. "I started getting hair about 6 months ago and it really came in fast but I still don't have any in my pits," declared Timmy.

Timmy ran home in great anticipation of the secret for the following day. He got home, ran up to his room and put the yellow speedo he got from Jeff back on - even though it was still damp from the shower. At least it was rinsed out and the evidence of their spontaneous cumming session was gone. Timmy loved how he looked in the mirror and how he felt wearing his friend's speedo. And the yellow - wow - how it outlined his manhood. He was determined he would wear that suit to practice the following day. All this got him horned up again which started yet another jerk off session before dinner.

To be continued.

[crimsonspeedo]

Ummm.....soapy hands all over soapy bodies....

So will poor Jimmy ever get to play as well? He's probably feeling a bit deserted by this time.

[dm106]

Part 7

Timmy’s days seem to go slowly as he struggles to concentrate on school work. He had been an A student and he was a pretty smart kid but he found himself distracted by all these new sensations in his body. The bell from the final class finally rings as he heads off to the pool with his gym bag.

Today was the first time that he wore a speedo different than the team one that Coach had Jeff issue Timmy. He would wear the yellow one that Jeff had loaned him. Timmy hopes he can try to control himself as he strips and puts on the yellow speedo because he felt himself chubbing up a bit, nothing major but the feelings were there.

“Timmy, where did you get that speedo, it looks really hot on you,” said Jimmy as they ran into each other entering the shower. “Oh, I just got it,” replied Timmy, not wanting to admit it really came from Jeff. Timmy was keenly aware that in yellow, his outline was pretty well displayed and he decided that he was pretty pleased how it looked. Jeff walked in, “lookin’ good there, Timmy!” By now, Timmy was starting to get a little embarrassed by all the attention because many of the other guys on the team were now in the shower and making comments or just looking at him. What he also noticed was a few of the guys were starting to sport boners of their own which of course got Timmy’s cock more aroused. Just then Timmy remembered what Jeff had told him – if a guy sees another guy boning in his speedo, that it often gets you boning too and that was certainly happening to him and several of the other boys, including both Jeff and Jimmy. Now all Timmy has to do is get into the water fairly quickly before he gets in more trouble.

But that is not to be, Coach has all the boys on the deck to give them information about a meet coming up on Saturday – it will be a home meet. Timmy can’t keep his eyes off the other guys and notices at least 5-6 of them seemed to be boned and doing their best to tug at their speedos trying to adjust it out, to no avail. Timmy really feels exposed and he can feel how hard he is. “When can we get in the water,” he thinks to himself.

The rest of the practice goes pretty well. Jimmy asks Timmy if he’s coming home on the regular late bus (not with Jeff) and Timmy says yes because he’s feeling like he’s not been a good friend to Jimmy all week. On the bus Jimmy quietly says “Wow, dude, you were totally boned in that new yellow speedo of yours, I could see everything.” Jimmy, not really knowing what to make of it says, “Yea, I couldn’t help it but I noticed you got boned, too”. “Yeah, because of your boner,” remarked Jimmy. “You gotta practice wearing your speedos more in your room, it might help you from getting boned all the time,” says Jimmy. “That’s what I do especially when I get a new one, I have to, before I wear it to the pool.”

As soon as the boys get home, Timmy sneaks out the side door, away from Jimmy’s house and books it to Jeff’s. Timmy explained to Jeff why he went home first and asked, “do you wear new speedos in your room to get more used to them before you go to the pool?” “Yea, of course, lots of us do and from the looks of things to, you should have gotten more used to that yellow speedo. Oh – and by the way, you can keep it, I don’t wear it now because it’s too tight on me.” “Wow” was all Timmy could muster. “Thanks!”

“So what’s the surprise you said we would have today?” inquires Timmy. “Oh, right, you’re going to try on a bunch of my speedos today, would you like to do that?” “Man, yeah!” “OK, come on over to my drawer and let’s pick out some to try.” Five or six suits are pulled out and Jeff says, “put them on one at a time and I’ll check your fit and we’ll see how they do on you. Some will be too big on you since I’m a size larger.” The first, a nice green TYR is now on Timmy and he proudly stands in front of Jeff and does the “twirl” so Jeff could inspect. Jeff places his fingers in the waistband, checks the leg openings, the back and then says, “let’s see how the support is for you in these” as he runs a couple of fingers up and down Timmy’s length. “This is not too bad on you, Timmy, you could wear this.” Timmy shudders a bit as he’s being checked on for proper support in the front of the speedo and they walk over to Jeff’s mirror to check it out better.

“Let’s try this red TYR next. It’s a 32 and it’s not tight on me, I barely get by with it,” says Jeff. Timmy puts on the red suit and immediately it’s evident he’s not getting support in the front as he’s tenting the suit. “Um, Timmy, you got a little problem there, or maybe it’s a big problem” as Jeff gently grabs Timmy’s cock protruding at about a 45 degree upward angle and strokes it through the fabric. “This is what happens when you wear a suit that is too loose and can’t support you,” says Jeff. “It can be kinda dangerous.” “Show me again, Jeff,” says Timmy, as Jeff proceeds to stroke him through the size 32 TYR suit.

To be continued...

[a speedo minded guy]

Looking good. Please continue.

[Bede735]

I think I need to take a cold shower...

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Fun story. I was similar to swimmboy. I had my first time just after my 13th birthday. I was laying on my bed before swim practice one morning and started rubbing myself through my swimsuit. I got that feeling and then I started to pulsate and stuff started shooting through the material. I wasn't sure what I had done. I didn't tell anyone. I just went in the bathroom and washed my suit off and waited for my boner to go away.

STS

[dm106]

STS - that is EXACTLY what happened to me. I thought I ruptured something, I was really scared at first, but I do remember that it felt AWESOME.

[dm106]

Part 8

Timmy placed his hands on Jeff’s shoulders and leaned in a bit as Jeff stroked him through the red TYR suit that offered Timmy no support to hold his boner in. Timmy was breathing hard as Jeff decided to skip the rest of the try-ons and just let Timmy release. Jeff sensed that Timmy was getting real close and stopped stroking. “Jeff, please don’t stop,” begs Timmy. “I’m just trying to help you enjoy it longer, you can stretch it out a bit,” Jeff responds. He continues but very slowly trying to edge Timmy who hasn’t learned control yet and within a few more seconds despite Jeff’s very slow manipulations, explodes in the silky smooth suit. Jeff really enjoyed feeling the younger boy’s cock slightly expanding, growing even harder in this grasp, and then feeling it pulsing as it let loose the juice from his balls, Timmy moaning away, holding Jeff by the shoulders to keep from falling as he was weak-kneed from his powerful ejaculation.

Later that afternoon Timmy received a text from Jimmy who wanted to know if Timmy can have a night over. Wow, Timmy’s head is spinning. The text read: nite-over my house – 7pm – lets practice in my rm K? Timmy who was just recovering from getting back from Jeff’s and looking forward to the swim meet the following day was already thinking how awesome it would be to wear speedos in Jimmy’s room with him – maybe not as much fun as wearing them with Jeff, but – maybe? Timmy ran to his mom and got the OK and texted back “c u 7”.

The next 90 minutes took forever in Timmy’s mind. He quickly finished some homework even though it was Friday, he donned the yellow speedo from Jeff, and put on his jeans over it (Timmy loved wearing his speedos under his jeans and enjoyed the feelings it gave) and rushed through dinner. His parents took it that he was just excited to be having his first night over at a friend’s house.

After playing some Xbox games, Jimmy said, “ok let’s practice in our speedos.” The boys shed their jeans and both were wearing their speedos underneath, but leaving their shirts on due to it being winter. Seeing Jimmy already boned up, it took Timmy but a few seconds to be equally hard. After some initial shyness about taking, the boys finally broke the ice and both were relieved to realize they each shares the same feelings and very similar fantasies about their speedos and how “getting used to them” was simply a ruse for wearing them. They engaged in talking about what they were seeing on the other guys at school and what they thought of each of the swimmers and how they looked in their speedos. Finally it was time for some physical activity as Jimmy suggested, “let’s wrestle.” They shed their shirts and were wearing nothing but their speedos as they each grappled. Timmy had a slight size and weight advantage but Jimmy was incredibly limber and strong, offsetting that advantage. Finally, Timmy gets Jimmy pinned on his back and Timmy lays on top with their bulges quite close. “You got one,” says Jimmy as he felt the older boys boner on his thigh. “Yea, what about it, dude,” says Timmy who rubs his bulge on top of Jimmy’s. Jimmy managed to get out of the trap and flips his friend over and as they grapple, Jimmy’s bulge lands right on Timmy’s face, taking Timmy by surprise. Timmy doesn’t quite know what to do and manages to right himself, sitting right over Jimmy’s bulge. Jimmy can see Timmy’s speedo and says, “Dude, did u pee a bit?” “No, man, that’s leakage, I didn’t pee, explains Timmy.”

In reality, both boys were pretty worked up and had wet spots, Jimmy didn’t realize that could happen. He’d jerked off and gotten a little spunk but never had a wet spot before. Jimmy decides to be bold, “Dude, do u ever jerk in your speedos?” “Um, er, well, yeah, I have, why?” “Well,” Jimmy says, “seeing you showing in that yellow speedo makes me need to. I can’t believe how you show in it, I saw you showing in it at practice today and I knew I had to see you in it again and, well, I wanted to feel it on you.” With both boys feeling really horned up, Jimmy reached over and gave his friend a rub on the front of his speedo which in turn made Timmy want to do the same. “Man, Timmy, you feel so big in there, I hope mine grows that long soon!” The boys then lay side by side on Jimmy’s bed feeling each other and talking and getting closer and closer to release in their tight speedos. “Jimmy, I’m gonna shoot if you don’t stop,” says Timmy.

To be continued.....

[a speedo minded guy]

Wonderful chapter. Please continue

[Swimmboy]

I'm in the same condition as Timmy after reading that chapter....can't wait for the next installment.

[dm106]

Part 9

Sleep came more easily to Timmy following their speedo jerk-off session. The boys slept in their damp speedos but that wasn’t the first (or last) time swim team guys did that. The anticipation of the upcoming swim meet the following morning also had them having a hard time getting to sleep.

Morning finally came and after breakfast, Jimmy’s Mom took both boys to school for their home swim meet. They hit the locker room, donned their red and white TYR team suits, showered and were shortly with the coach who was giving them the pep talk and answering some questions. Timmy knew what events he would be swimming and was in two events with Jimmy and one with Jeff, and that would be the Relay. The boys took to the bleachers and Timmy couldn’t take his eyes off all the other team’s boys in their bright blue suits. He thought they looked awesome. It was also a mixed meet, there would be middle and high school boys and girls at this meet which would go on for most of the day.

What really got Timmy’s attention was when the buff high school boys started filing onto the deck area. They looked so muscular and fit – and – well, many of them really looked packed in their speedos! That did not escape Timmy’s view, nor did it get by Jimmy who seemed to be quite concentrated on the views. Jeff was sitting with the guys in his class, a few rows away from Timmy and Jimmy. Timmy thought Jeff looked hung in his speedo but these high school boys – wow. He couldn’t help it, it was having an effect on him and both he and Jimmy were sporting boners. Noticing his friend’s boner Timmy was less shy to quietly say in Jimmy’s ear, “Dude, do you see the cocks on those high school swimmers – they are huge!” The meet suits were really tight on these guys and not much was left to imagination-they were definitely showing what they had.

After a few minutes the announcement came on the PA that the swimmers were cleared to enter the warm-up area of the pool which was a relief to both boys. “I really need to jerk,” Timmy quietly admitted to his friend. “No, we can’t do that, but here’s a trick, follow me,” said Jimmy. He escorts Timmy over to one of the pools side jets. “Check this out” as he stands in front of the jet, the water hitting just the right spot. The boys acted like they were just standing in the water, but now Timmy was getting jerked off by the pool jet which was just perfectly aimed at the front of his speedo, sharply spraying the head of his penis. It took about 30 seconds when Jimmy could tell from Timmy’s facial expression, the job was done. “Let me in there,” Jimmy whispers. Jimmy goes through the same thing and now both boys are hopeful that they can get through the meet without boners, especially on the starting blocks.

To be continued

[BikiniBoy421]

I'm brand new here and it's almost as thought the author was present during my younger days when I was on a boys swim team and had these same experiences! BEAUTIFUL STORY. Can't wait to read more!

[dm106]

Part 10

None of the poolside shenanagans escaped Jeff who seemed to know when anyone was looking at other guys or even working the pool’s waterjets. He made a mental note when he caught the boys working that waterjet. The meet progressed without further incident and the boys dodged the boner bullet on the starting blocks, probably due to sheer fear. During a break, Jeff walked over to where Jimmy and Timmy were sitting and said, “We could sure use some extra hands after the meet helping to clean this place up, are you guys game?” Not exactly thrilled by the prospect, they didn’t look or sound too enthusiastic. “Trust me,” offers Jeff, “It will be fun and it will be worth your time at the end.” “I guess,” was the skeptical response from the two boys, but Jeff’s big smile had them wondering what this was all about.

The meet ended and coach directed the boys to the tasks at hand, thanking them and Jeff for the new recruits. Jeff, being the team captain, along with a crew of 6 boys made fast work of getting the equipment put up, trash collected and within about 20 minutes, the boys had the place looking as good as it did before the meet. “Jeff, you be the last to leave and make sure the door is latched, I’ll lock it now and thanks, everyone for your help,” says Coach, “I’m leaving now.”

“Guys, let’s shower,” proclaims Jeff. All six boys, strutting in their red and white team TYR suits, head to the large shower room. This was an older school and had not yet installed individual shower stalls often with curtains, but rather had a center post with a bunch of heads and shower heads also lined the walls of the 30 foot square room. Much to the surprise of Timmy and Jimmy, the older boys all strip out of their suits and were starting to lather up naked. “Hey pussies,” yells Jeff, “lose the speedos or we’ll pantz you wussies.” Timmy and Jimmy immediately followed orders and noticed the others were in various states of arousal which immediately got them going.

Then their jaws dropped when they saw one of the older boys move in towards Jeff with his hands all soaped up and started stroking Jeff’s moderately erect penis, bringing it to full erection. Jeff responded by getting his hands lathered up and started what looked like – was it? Really? Yes, Timmy was certain they were jerking each other off!! One of the other boys signals Timmy over who timidly goes and gets the same treatment from one of the other 9th graders. “I’ve jerked off at home thinking about your speedo boners at practice,” Scott quietly whispers in Timmy’s ear. “And at practice when you wore that yellow speedo, I nearly shot when I saw you.” “I saw your boner, “Timmy whispered, it looked really hot in your speedo.” Moments later, Jimmy and another 9th grader were jerking together. Jeff told Timmy, “Nobody is to know we do this after clean-up, got that – nobody!” Scott admonished Jimmy the same thing and both boys shook their heads in acknowledgement. Both boys enjoyed the feelings of the older boys jerking them and also were very turned on being able to play with an older boy’s larger cock, although Scott was probably only 1/2 inch longer than Timmy but a bit thicker. Both boys had huge releases as they could only last a minute under the manipulations of the older boys.

To be continued

[dm106]

Part 11

Scott and Timmy hit it off and the following Monday at practice Scott couldn’t help but notice Timmy was once again wearing that nearly see-through yellow suit that really molded to his body, especially when wet. And Timmy couldn’t help but get a little excited as he knew he was showing and pretty proud of it. During a lull in the practice Scott asked Timmy if he wanted to come over to his place after school and hang out a bit – and Timmy really liked the idea that he was being considered a peer to some of the 9th graders, so he quickly accepted. “Bring your speedos,” Scott said. Timmy felt something quiver in his speedo at that thought.

At Scott’s house, which was empty except for the two boys, Scott announced, “Let’s practice in our speedos.” “Mine’s still wet,” said Timmy. “No problem, I have plenty, you can wear one of mine, it’s better if you wear a new one because you have to get used to its feel,” proclaimed Scott.

Timmy picked out a very nice light green Nike suit and the boys proceeded to change into them, again leaving their shirts on due to it being winter. “How’s it fit, Timmy?” “Um, fine, I think, do you, ah, want to check it for me,” asks Timmy? Scott checked the waist and placed his fingers just inside, inspecting the back, feeling Timmy’s butt, and last checks the leg openings. “Looking good there, Tim, you look great in it” proclaimed Scott. Timmy secretly was hoping that Scott would check the front which now had full evidence of Timmy’s excitement in wearing Scott’s speedo, and being with Scott in their speedos. “You want to know how they should fit, check mine, Timmy, mine is just the right fit,” said Scott. Timmy obliged and did exactly the same on Scott that he did on Timmy, but after checking the leg openings, did a careful check of the front, rubbing his fingers up and down Scott’s length which was beginning to firm up under the touch. “Checking to see if you’re getting good support here, Scott, and it seems like this suit is holding you ok,” said Timmy. Scott was positioned mostly up in his speedo. “You should make sure it still holds you when you are fully hard,” Scott stated. Timmy continued to check the front of Scott’s speedo, noticing all the details of his erect penis – including the head and the vein on the underside showing through, further exciting Timmy. “Looks like it’s holding you ok, still,” said Timmy as he believed Scott to be fully hard. “This is bulging out a little though,” as Timmy rubbed just the head area and he could hear Scott’s breathing change just a bit. “Yeah, Timmy, I have a big head and it does that but this suit fits me well.”

By now Timmy had a small wet spot showing because he was pretty excited with what he was doing. “Timmy, do you want to learn to have a little more control in your speedo so you don’t shoot so easily,” asked Jeff? “Well, it does feel good, but yeah, there are times I’m scared it’s gonna go off on me when I don’t want it to,” admitted Timmy. “OK stand here in front of me, put your hands on my shoulders, arms outstretched,” ordered Scott. Timmy quickly stands in position. “That suit doesn’t quite hold you with a full boner, does it,” said Scott. “No, but it almost did,” replied Timmy. Scott reached down and with this thumb and two fingers, takes Timmy’s knob in hand through the Nike suit. Timmy jumped a bit at first but settled down. “Just relax and fight off that urge to shoot. I’m going to just keep steady pressure on your head and you just try your best not to let it loose.” Timmy could feel the excitement building inside him and very soon had to start trying to hold back. “Relax, Timmy, relax your muscle don’t let it tighten up,” said Scott. “You can do it.”

To be continued….

[vega1210]

love it keep more coming

[a speedo minded guy]

Looking forward to more fun chapters

[dm106]

Thanks for the comments, guys!

Part 12

Timmy felt the juices starting to boil within him. Each time he moved it increased the stimulation, but Scott was holding him perfectly still. Timmy’s breathing increased. “Fight it Timmy, you stay in control,” commanded Scott. Then it’s like Timmy caught a second wind and he relaxed just as he thought the inevitable was going to happen. “I think I’m ok now, it passed,” said Timmy. Scott kept the pressure even on Timmy’s cock head but Timmy seemed to have regained his control. “That’s good, Timmy, you are doing it,” replied Scott. “But now, I’m going to make you fight again,” said Scott. “Do you know how much you show in that yellow speedo at practice?” asked Scott? “Do you know we can all see everything on you – how big you are there, how long you are, your cock head outline, you’re not being fair to the other guys who are trying to stay in control in their speedos, you’re making us bone when we see it on you. Do you like showing off like that Timmy, do you want us to see your cock outline?” asked Scott. This got Timmy back to the brink, his breathing increased, he felt like he was getting critically close. “I can’t hold it, Scott,” answered Timmy, “it’s getting away from me again.” “Fight it,” was all Scott said. Scott then moved his fingers slightly, changing the grip he had on Timmy’s knob and among the moans, Timmy let out a low grunt as Scott felt the penis in his fingers pulse as Timmy grasped Scott’s shoulders for stability as once again his knees got weak as his cum pulsed into the Nike suit he was wearing as he lost the battle of control.

Do you want to hear more about Timmy trying to learn to control it in his speedos?

[a speedo minded guy]

That'd B great. Please continue

[vega1210]

yes please continue with more

[dm106]

Part 13 (and thank you Vega1210 and a speedo minded guy for your comments!)

Thinking that night at home, Timmy decided this lesson was helpful – he had had it either explode on him at practice or at the meet, or felt like it’s about to go off on him – all without touching but rather the stimulation coming from his mind. He thought he would take Scott up on the offer to have more sessions to help learn control. What he didn’t know was that Scott and Jeff were talking about it and they thought they’d double-team Timmy in the next session.

Timmy continued to enjoy wearing that yellow suit that Jeff had loaned him – now it appears to be more of a gift than a loan. Timmy wore it nearly every day to practice, enjoying the feelings it was giving him as well as noticing the looks he was getting from the other boys. And he wore it almost non-stop in his room even sleeping in it many nights. Timmy continued to struggle with those strong “speedo feelings” as Jeff described, feeling that “tickle” in his boy parts, knowing that ejaculation was sometimes closer than he would like it to be, not that the feelings weren’t nice, it was just scary to think that he could go off with no control over his ejaculation. Yes, working with Scott was a good idea!

When Timmy got to Scott’s house at the next appointed visit, he was surprised to see Jeff’s smiling face there as well. At first, Timmy didn’t know what to think, but then he noticed Jeff and Scott were both in tight speedos, both showing what they had in them. “Hey, Timmy, I hope you don’t mind that Jeff is going to help today,” said Scott. “No, for sure,” replied Timmy. In Scott’s room, Timmy pulled off his jeans to reveal the yellow speedo. “Not today, Timmy, you’re going to wear one of mine because it will put more pressure on you wearing a new speedo,” Scott announced as he opened his drawer to allow Timmy to pick one. Timmy picked a maroon suit which he had seen Scott in and liked how Scott looked in it. “Ok, that’s a good one,” Jeff said as Timmy proceeded to don the maroon suit. “Today we’re going to have you lay down on your back on Scott’s bed,” announced Jeff. “Then we’re going to both help you.” Timmy was already full hard in expectation and it looked like the other two boys were well along their way as well. Timmy hopped up on the bed as instructed. “Tim, you are to stay relaxed, don’t tense up, and try to ignore us the best you can. Think about baseball, ugly teachers, whatever you want, just try to hold it back so you don’t blow, ok?” said Jeff. Timmy shook his head in agreement and closed his eyes in anticipation. Scott slowly and gently caressed Timmy’s chest and noticed his nipples become erect. Jeff very lightly ran his fingers up and down Timmy’s length and then down under to his balls. Soft moans emanated from Timmy and soon a small wet spot formed at the end of his penis, in the maroon suit. The two “trainers” made remarks like, “you have such a nicely shaped cock; it was made to be in a speedo; you’re really hung for your age, and so on. That was all having an effect on Timmy who was almost whimpering trying to stay in control and not lose it. He wanted to do his best to show this trainers he was learning. But really, Jeff and Scott really got off on playing with Timmy through his speedo. The boys were sitting one on each side of Timmy, working him over. “Can I feel your speedos,” Timmy asked? “I really want to feel them on you.” “Sure,” Scott said, but you’ll have to be more careful than ever that you don’t shoot.” “I promise, I will,” replied Timmy as he put one hand on each of his older friends’ bulges. “Wow, you’re both really hard,” said Timmy rather excitedly. The trainers were spending more time rubbing Timmy’s legs, chest and stomach, and less time rubbing his penis just to help him not cum too quickly. Timmy was doing pretty well until he felt warmness around his cock and dared not open his eyes. But it felt amazing, something different he’d never felt before, it was warm and felt maybe a little – wet?

To be continued.

[a speedo minded guy]

Interesting chapter. Can't wait for the next one.

[dm106]

Part 14

With these new sensations, Timmy knew he couldn’t last very long. He opened his eyes and looked down – to his amazement Scott was tonguing him through his speedos – lapping at his boner, concentrating on the head area. The sensations were positively amazing to Timmy who had never felt such stimulation. Is this a blow job – Timmy asked himself? Is this what it feels like? He had only heard it spoken of but maybe this is it and it sure was amazing to him.

Timmy’s moans and groans were getting louder and louder as the inevitable approached. Jeff was rubbing Timmy’s chest and nipples and said, “You did great holding back, now enjoy it, let it happen.” And happen it did, Timmy enjoyed one of the best cums of his young life, writhing and convulsing on the bed as he filled his speedo with spunk and Scott stayed with it through the whole thing, not missing a beat, sucking up Timmy’s cum and with his tongue, feeling Timmy’s cock pulsing inside the thin speedo. It was good Timmy was laying down on the bed because if he was standing he might well have fallen over from the intensity of his orgasm.

While Timmy was laying there panting, Scott and Jeff switched into a 69 position and started to tongue each other’s boners through the tight speedos and were so charged up by Timmy, it took less than a minute for them to go off themselves, almost simultaneously as Timmy watched in disbelief – he’d never seen anything like this before. The site of his two friends tonguing each other’s speedo that way brought him to another boner – even though he had just cum copiously.

To be continued…..

[a speedo minded guy]

Would love to hear from Jeff and Scott bring Timmy off again in his speedo

[Swimmboy]

Damn that was hot....

[dm106]

Part 15 & thanks for the comments and pvt messages. Feel free to pvt message me, I love hearing from you.

Back home, Timmy couldn’t get the thoughts of what happened to him out of his mind. He showered and jerked off in the shower wearing Scott’s speedo. He finished showering and hung the speedo up to dry but decided to put the yellow one on while in his room, wearing that and a tee shirt. The events kept replaying in his mind and his boner was back and leaking again. A short time later, once again he felt forced to rub himself off through that yellow speedo, thinking about you-know-what.

The next day at swim practice when he saw the two guys – Scott and Jeff, his mind went right back to it. Scott walked over to him as they were all assembling on the deck to hear from the coach, Timmy in the yellow suit again, showing obvious arousal, did not go unnoticed by Scott and Jeff who was within eyeshot. Seeing those two boys, both of them showing their lengths in their respective speedos was more than Timmy could take. And in a red TYR that Scott had on, his knob showing quite clearly now was more than Timmy could take. He felt whatever control he had slipping away by the second. Scott could tell. He put his hand on Timmy’s shoulder and quietly said “Relax.” That word meant something else to Timmy because it was used in his “training”. He tried to relax but Scott’s touch took him over the edge and Timmy once again spunked in his speedo, barely able to keep standing from his weak knees. Jeff came over and stood in front of Timmy just as coach started to talk, hoping to keep anyone else from noticing what happened. Scott leaned over and quietly whispered to Timmy, “We’ll help you work on that.” Timmy smiled to himself, ready for his next session, whenever it might be, sooner than later, he hoped. Timmy managed to get through the rest of swim practice with no boner problems and also managed to keep his mind on swimming, mostly because he was able to get relief.

After practice Jeff assured Timmy that nobody else saw what happened, much to Timmy’s relief. “Timmy, you gotta stop wearing that yellow speedo to practice, I’ll find you a couple of more suits you can use for practice and maybe that will help you,” said Jeff. “But Jeff, I just love how that suit fits me and gives me those speedo feelings,” replied Timmy. “Yeah, that’s the problem,” Scott added, “and you know you’re showing so it makes it even more on you. And you do show, a lot, your knob is driving guys nuts, too.”

“When can we do our next training session,” Timmy asks. “How about on Saturday at Jeff’s?” Scott asks. The guys set it up and the next session is in 2 days at Jeff’s.

To be continued……

[crimsonspeedo]

Oh yes...keeping me warm back at college. Loved the part with the Speedo Semen Sucking.

[Swimmboy]

Poor Timmy - the harder he tries to maintain control, the more he loses control. Liking this story so much.

[vega1210]

More please. Would love for them to pull his speedos down for the next sucking. :eek:

[dm106]

Part 16 - and thanks again for the comments and personal messages!

The boys arrived at Jeff’s house ready to start another training session, dressed with speedos under their jeans. Once again, Scott said that Timmy should wear a new speedo, or at least one of Jeff’s that would be new to him, one that he was not accustomed to the “feel”. The boys all headed to Jeff’s room and started stripping down. How fortunate that Jeff’s parents work so many hours and are rarely home in the daytime!

They let Timmy examine the inventory – he selected one that was very colorful in a rainbow pattern and took off his (or really Jeff’s) yellow suit that he had adopted for swim practice and donned the rainbow one. Clearly it was a bit big on him as it immediately tented out. “He looks hot in a speedo that’s not quite tight enough on him,” says Scott. “Yea, I love how his knob is pointing in it, too,” exclaimed Jeff. “You’d look great at practice in that suit, but you’d really have to learn to control your boners,” Jeff added. All this was getting Timmy pretty aroused, and a small wet spot had already formed.

“Today we’re going to see how much you can remember from last time, just relax and try your best not to let it shoot,” ordered Scott. But the planned drill was to be a bit different than last time. They would tease Timmy. “Lay on your back,” Jeff said. Timmy got up on Jeff’s bed and immediately closed his eyes, looking so forward to them rubbing his speedo bulge. The boys started – Scott at Timmy’s feet, Jeff at his head and face, lightly, gently, soothingly rubbing the areas. Then they slowly – ever so slowly worked their way down towards his waist. Timmy spread his legs, giving Scott good access, but to Timmy’s silent frustration – Scott never came in contact with Timmy’s balls or shaft. And Jeff would get down to the waistband on the speedo, then slowly work his way back up to Timmy’s chest. Timmy so badly wanted at least one of them to rub, lick, whatever, do SOMETHING with his cock. Timmy was feeling SO sexually frustrated. There had been no talk – total silence except you could hear them breathing, you could hear Timmy’s breathing had quickened. They continued their gentle massage but still avoiding Timmy’s private parts. Scott started, “Did you see how Joey showed at practice yesterday? He had a new suit on and I’m sure he hadn’t worn it enough in his room before coming to practice with it.” “Oh man,” piped up Timmy, “I saw his knob and his length, it was pulsing in there, I think he was real close”. “Did it make you close, Timmy,” asked Scott? “Yeah, man, it sure did, I had to work hard to not blow," explained Timmy. “Did you go home and jerk thinking about it?” asked Jeff. “Yeah, didn’t you guys?” asked Timmy. Both boys admitted they did. Joey is one of the more hung 9th graders and when he gets aroused, there is no hiding it and his knob grows even thicker than his shaft so it’s very pronounced.

“Guys, I’m getting close,” Timmy said. The conversation stopped, they stopped the massage and helped him to let it pass. They knew he was close anyway because his wet spot had grown quite a bit and so had his breathing gotten short. They let it pass and got him worked up two more times and then let it pass, by a combination of massage (avoiding at all times his private area) and talk about guys on the team showing in their speedos. Finally when he was ready to blow again – no, instead of letting it happen, they stopped short. “Shower time!” says Scott. “Everybody in the shower.” “Oh man, can’t you help me finish, I so have to shoot!” Timmy exclaimed. “In due time,” Jeff replied. Once in the shower, the two “instructors” knelt down in front of Timmy and one untied the speedo and pulled it down while the other gently, slowly, takes Timmy’s boner to his lips and lets about half of it go in, lips offering good friction all the way. “Oh fuck,” says Timmy, realizing what bliss he was feeling. After a few head bobs, the boys switch, now Jeff is taking Timmy into his mouth, this time, Timmy is deep-throated. Jeff lets the head go down into his throat – then swallows – and swallows and swallows again. The muscles in Jeff's throat were massaging Timmy's cockhead as Timmy started writhing and moaning and – within about 30 seconds, unloaded in Jeff’s mouth, rope after rope in a very extended orgasm which seemed to go on and on. Scott held Timmy to keep him from falling – standing behind. Timmy’s knees buckled and he went down – gently, thanks to Scott’s holding him. “Holy fuck,” Timmy weakly says, “I never knew it could feel like that!”

Should it be continued? Let me know.

[Swimmboy]

Hot chapter. Love the references to wet spots forming, knobs, erections in their Speedos, checking out the other guys on the team...those teen-aged boys just can't keep it under control, can they?

[dm106]

Swimmboy - you're right. It's hard to keep it under control with all that stimulation around you at swim practice and meets. And their hormones are raging.

[vega1210]

for sure needs to continue. needs to return the favor!!

[a speedo minded guy]

DM106

I'd love to see this story continue. Please at your earliest convienence please

[dm106]

Part 17 - and thanks for the comments!

At swim practice a new boy moved to Glastonbury – Brian, a 13 year old. And now, Timmy having passed his 13th birthday - is the same age. Brian is a natural swimmer. He tells Coach Carl that he had been swimming since he was 5. At the beginning of practice while the other boys warmed up, the Coach had Brian dive in and show what he can do. Brian glides through the water. His attempt at a flip-turn is a total disaster, but the boy has promise in his stroke. Back up on deck, Coach Carl quizzed the boy more and Brian said he could never be on a swim team because his small school didn’t have one and they lived too far out of town to be running into practice with the closest community team. Coach Carl told Brian there’s a boy on the team named Timmy who was also fairly new to town and was sure the two would hit it off – Timmy could show him the ropes and teach him a few things – and Coach said he would also help Brian as much as possible as they needed more boys on the team.

Coach called for Timmy and Jeff to come meet Brian – escort him off and get him fitted in a new team Speedo. Timmy seemed very pleased to be summoned to help the new boy get settled in. Jeff and Timmy, along with Brian headed to the locker room with a stop in the supply closet to pull out a few team suits in size ranges that seemed appropriate for Brian. The Red TYRs had a white shark logo on them for the team – many of the boys found them very sexy. Brian was becoming visibly nervous – he hadn’t yet told his new friends he’d never worn a speedo type suit before and certainly had those same trepidations that boys get when they are confronted with it for the first time. He wasn’t particularly shy about his body as many are, but the idea of wearing that speedo – would his penis show, what if he got a boner, what if, what will his mom and dad think of him wearing that skimpy thing, what will his sister say and on and on. All of this spinning in his mind made his member begin to chub up a bit.

When they arrived in the locker room, Timmy broke the ice – “Brian – have you ever worn a speedo before?” “Um, well, no, never, just seen them on TV when I watched the Olympics.” “Well, we’ll fix you up and help you get fit properly,” replied Jeff with a knowing smirk on his face. “You look about the same size as Brian, so here, put this 28 on for starters”. Brian obediently stripped down, leaving on his shirt which had pretty long tails. “Loose the shirt, Brian,” said Timmy, “we can’t tell if you’ve got a good fit with your long shirt on”. After a short sigh, Brian lost the shirt, standing totally naked in front of his two new friends, feeling just a tad shy since they were in speedos. This gave both Timmy and Jeff chance to check out Brian – noting he had started growing hair and he had a nice sized penis which seemed to them to be a bit aroused but they weren’t sure. Timmy particularly noticed Brian’s red hair both on his head and near his penis. Timmy and Jeff were both getting aroused in their speedos checking out this scene.

Brian pulled on the red TYR team speedo and asks, “Where do I put it” to his friends. “We usually go up or up at an angle,” Jeff replied pointing to how he was positioned in his suit. “How do I know if this is the right size,” inquired Brian. “Here, I’ll check for you,” offers Timmy. Timmy quickly sized up the waist, leg openings, plucked at the back and then without hesitation, cupped Brian’s cock and balls. Brian jumped back in surprise, “wow, guys, what are you doing?” he asks. “Just checking the fit and support,” says Timmy as he reapplied his hand to the front of Brian’s suit. “You want to make sure the suit can hold you here,” as Timmy rubbed near Brian’s head. Brian definitely became quickly stimulated and had grown to full erection under the guise of Timmy’s careful checking. Jeff quickly chimed in, “let me make sure,” as he also felt along Brian’s length to make sure of a good fit. “I think we got the right size right off,” Jeff said. Fearing they may go too far too quickly, Jeff halted the size checking. “Brian, put this one on (it was a 32) just so you can see what happens if your suit is too big,” says Jeff. Brian, noticing both of his friends seemed to be fully hard in their speedos too, didn’t feel self-conscience to remove his speedo and have both boys see his 5 inch erection. Brian donned the second TYR suit and immediately was pointing out in it. They escorted him over to the mirror and Brian mutters, “I see what you mean – it can’t hold me in. Thanks for checking me, I’d hate to go out to the pool and have this happen to me.”

They instruct Brian to wear the new speedo as much as possible in his room to get more used to it and also to get a practice suit or two for swim practice and saving this red suit for meets. Brian asks, “Do you guys practice wearing it in your room?” “Yes, we have to,” Jeff replies. Sometimes we practice together, would you like to join us? We’ll try to help make you better in your speedo.” “Yes, I’d really like that,” Brian replies. They set a day for the next practice session as they get out to the pool before Coach Carl misses them.

To be continued

[vega1210]

More please

[MISpeedo]

Great story; hope to read more soon. Excellent story line and development!

[a speedo minded guy]

DM106,

You audience is patiently awaiting your next chapter.

[dm106]

Thanks for the comments, Guys. I've been really busy. Here's the next brief installment.

Part 18, continued.

Brian does as he's told and wears the new team Speedo in his room and even slept in it. Not that doing as he was told was difficult, he loved the feel of the suit, he never felt any article of clothing anything like it! He found himself masturbating in it nearly incessantly all of which he was worried would make him think about that at practice and get himself all aroused at the wrong times. He longed for the practice session with his new friends which finally arrived.

Once they got to Jeff's room they wasted no time in getting their jeans and shirts off, displaying their slightly aroused bulges except for Brian who could be seen through his jeans was sporting a full on erection. Even though Brian was a little less than 5 inches, he was fairly thick and had a large bulbous head. There was no doubt the boy was circumsized! Jeff and Timmy immediately stiffened up when they saw what was in Brian's speedo - Timmy walked over and cupped it and gave it a gentle rub up and down to Brian's delight. All three were on the bed in a flash with bodies contacting bodies and hands everywhere.

"Hey Brian," Jeff asks, "Show us that bright red patch above your cock." Brian complies as the two friends both run their hands through Brian's bright red pubes. "That's amazing," said Timmy, "I never saw pubes like that before, way cool!". "We're gonna see how much you can take," explained Jeff as he held Brians speedo and hooked it under the boy's balls fully exposing his pubes and penis. In an instant he deep-throated Brian as Brian let out some soft moans and groans. No gag, all the way down Jeff's throat to the hilt - Jeff had obviously done this before. As Jeff started bobbing up and down on Brian's cock, Timmy could see Brian was already starting to lose his control. He took Brian's hand in his - squeezed it and said, "Relax, Brian, concentrate, don't let him take you yet - just relax." A lesson Timmy had been told earlier. And it did work - for a while Brian was able to hold off and enjoy it but not for too long as he spewed a load in Jeff's experienced mouth.

To be continued...

[ReservedEnthusiast]

Aren't we a bit overdue for the next installment? ;)

[a speedo minded guy]

DM106, Would love to hear another segment or two of this story.

[dm106]

As the season continued on, the boys continued to occasionally get together to “practice” in their speedos learning some control (which as adults we know as edging). Timmy continued in his growth spurt through that year and the weight lifting and other exercise the Coach put them through were having a very positive impact on Timmy’s swimming endurance, speed and also his upper body musculature. In short – Timmy was growing into a bit of a “hunk”.
As that first swim season was in its final weeks with just a few meets left, another 8th grader named Julie seemed to take notice of Timmy. At first it was subtle – she would walk by and say “hi”. Then she would engage more in conversation. Some of the other boys started to tease Timmy – Timmy’s got a girlfriend.” But Timmy could take it – and seemed to like the idea that Julie had eyes for him. If it’s for real, Julie would be his first girlfriend!

Julie was an early bloomer and already had developed fairly sizable breasts and womanly hips even though she was only in 8th grade. While she had a young, pretty looking face, she certainly had a more womanly body! Over a couple of week period she became a bit more aggressive with Timmy and at the next meet came by and sat on his lap! Ordinarily this wouldn’t be bad but it was a few minutes before Timmy’s next event. Julie starts talking to him about how she knows this is his best stroke and he will definitely blue-ribbon this event. As she’s talking she’s also squirming on his lap and Timmy, who now has his arms around her stomach is definitely feeling things down below. He wonders to himself if Julie can tell his manhood had started to stiffen up and lengthen. As that happens, Julie continues to apply the pressure by her seemingly innocent squirming. “Timmy, I just love how you guys look in your team speedos,” she said. “Do you like wearing them – because you look so hot in it!.” Timmy’s mind races as he knows he loves how they feel and look on him and how the red TYRs clearly display his and many of the other boys attributes. In fact, on some of them you can see just how long they are, how thick they are and even if they are circumcised or not – and Timmy knows this. Oh my, Timmy thinks, Julie sees it! Now, for the first time, it hits him like a Mack truck - a girl is seeing his total penis outline and size! And he knows he's gotten caught with at least a good size semi during practices while they are hanging around on the deck.

A PA announcement saved the day as all the girls are called to meet with their coach. Julie bounces off Timmy’s lap, with Timmy left there to deal with the “damage” with only one or two minutes before he has to stand at the starting block. But he enjoyed every minute of it although several things about it also terrified him – she must have felt his boner, see notices his cock outline in the suit, and she thinks guys look hot in them. And a GIRL said it to him! Timmy forces his mind off the subject – he simply must get that boner down before he mounts the starting block for all to see!

To be continued

[dm106]

If you're looking for hot steamy sex, it's not in this chapter, but it sets up the seen for some teenage love.

Before I start, I have to say that this story lay idle for some time. I kind of lost interest in it. Then SwimTeamSpeedo wrote the closing chapters on Summer In The Band which were outstanding and gave me the inspiration to get back to working on this story. I wish I could write as well as he does.

Over the next two weeks as the swim team season and school year wind down, Timmy and Julie spend more time together. Timmy thinks she is SO easy to talk with, she’s funny and makes him just feel good. He’s starting to feel what it’s like to be in love with a girl. Is it love? Wow, he gets these cool feelings inside and just wants to be with her all the time. He thinks about her in class, when trying to concentrate on homework, when he should be settling down to go to sleep his mind is racing about the next time they can be together. And he pleasures himself thinking about her, things she says and does to him, although she’s done nothing more to him than hold his hand or sit on his lap and squirm or talk about how sexy the guys look and he looks in his red TYR team speedo.

Julie is a pretty smart girl. She’s got a plan but sure doesn’t want to disappoint Timmy if it doesn’t come together so she's not discussing it with him. Now that school is out, Julie’s parents and Julie spent quite a bit of time at their lake house, about an hour from where they live. During her Dad’s vacation, they stay up all week, or sometimes Julie and her Mom stay up there when Dad has to be at work. Julie wants to get Timmy up there for at least a weekend if not a week. But caution dictates she handle it carefully – probably baby steps first. She approached her Mom and asked if her new friend Timmy could come up to the lake for a weekend? She’s almost sure, since it’s a boy, Mom is going to tell her not only no, but hell no. To Julie’s surprise, Mom says – “if it’s OK with Dad it’s OK with me”. Now Julie has to sell the “old man” on the idea. Ummm, Julie thinks, that’s going to be tougher.

She finds her dad who is working out in the yard, and says, “Dad, is it OK if I bring a friend to the lake next weekend?” "Why sure, Jules, you know that’s OK,” says Dad. “Well, I know it’s usually OK but the friend, um, well, er, ah…it’s a boy!” “Wow, Jules, nothing like you’re full of surprises today! Tell you what, before I say yes or no, I want to meet this boy. Can you bring him over?” “I guess so,” said Julie who now has to figure out what to tell Timmy to get him to come over. So Julie went back to her Mom and told her what Dad had said. “I think that’s an appropriate answer,” said Mom. “Tell you what – invite this boy over for dinner one night this week.” “That’s a GREAT idea, Mom, thanks!” exclaimed Julie.

So Julie immediately called Timmy and extended the invite, not sharing anything about the weekend. Let that be a surprise, thought Julie. Timmy asks him Mom who of course agrees (and Mom has no idea it’s a girl who asked him). Mom tended not to be all that curious, she had met all of his swim team friends and decided that they and their parents were all pretty good people.

That night, 6 PM sharp, Timmy made his way to Julie’s house via his bicycle. It was about a mile from his own house. Timmy is of course a bit nervous about the meet the parents bit. He was in his mind, considering Julie a girlfriend at this point although there had been no formal talk about that they were “seeing each other”. He wondered if Julie considered him a boyfriend.

Julie’s parents were quite friendly towards Timmy and Mrs. Pearson immediately said – “Oh, I recognize you from the swim meets but I didn’t know your name. I saw you win the Fly hands down a couple of weeks ago, you were amazing.” Timmy beamed and from there it was just a very friendly evening. It went so well that while they were all enjoying some of Mrs. Pearson’s homemade apple pie and French Vanilla ice cream when Mr. Pearson blurted out, “Timmy, why don’t you join us at the lake this weekend.” While Julie beamed, Timmy was quite surprised by the invitation – he had no idea that this dinner meeting had an agenda,at least that thought darted through his head, but apparently he passed. Mr. Pearson said, “Mrs. Pearson will call your Mom and let her know that we are inviting you up there with us.”

Timmy beamed, thinking how cool it would be to spend a weekend at a lake with Julie. “We have swimming, sail boat races and it seems we eat 6 times a day,” added Mrs. Pearson. “That would be awesome, thank you very much, Mrs. Pearson,” proclaimed Timmy.

The phone call occurred later, out of Timmy's range of hearing while Julie, her Dad and Timmy were in the living room chatting. Mrs. Pearson left the room to make the call. Upon returning about 15 minutes later, the deal was sealed, according to Mrs. Pearson. “That was a long call, Mom,” said Julie. “Well, Timmy’s Mom and I had a lovely conversation. She’s very nice and we are going to get together for coffee at her house on Wednesday since she is fairly new in the area and doesn’t know a lot of people yet.”

Timmy was relieved that all this occurred without him being in the middle and having to ask his Mom. Then it struck him, did Mrs. Pearson tell her that it was to be a weekend at the lake with a GIRL? Now Timmy started to get a bit worried about what he might hear when he got home, but it was done, whatever happens, happens!

A half hour later, when Timmy arrived home, his Mom greeted him with smiles. “I think it’s lovely your friend’s family has invited you to their lake house,” said Timmy’s Mom. “Yeah,” replied Timmy, “I saw pictures, it’s a great place.” Timmy is now thinking he dodged a bullet on the girl thing. The conversation continues for a couple of more minutes, and them Mom said, “But you haven’t told me anything about Julie.” “Oh, Julie,” said Timmy, “she’s on the girls swim team,” trying to dismiss that there’s anything more to the relationship. “Well I think it’s nice you have your first girlfriend,” Mom added. Timmy didn’t know what to say, he just turned red. That said it all, and his Mom let it drop.

The next chapter will be at the lake.

[dm106]

The ride to the lake, up in Northwest Connecticut seemed to go by rather quickly, even though it was a little over an hour. Mr. Pearson pointed out some of the important things along the way, geographical, historical, whatever stuck him as important. Timmy had never been up towards Barkhamsted, or that part of the state. There were much taller hills and lots of lakes compared to Glastonbury. Timmy and Julie sat in the back seat pretty much afraid to even hold hands – not knowing what the Pearsons might think. They both behaved perfectly.

Once at the lake, Timmy was shown one of the guestrooms which was just down the hall, upstairs, from Julie’s room. The master bedroom was downstairs. The house was no cottage, it was actually a very nice all year round home on an acre of lakefront and as large as Timmy’s house back home. While Timmy unpacked, Julie stood by, “you brought it, right? she asked. “You said to, but I’m kind of nervous to wear it here, we’re not at the practice pool or a meet and my Mom doesn’t like me wearing it to the beach, she’s already told me not to.” “Don’t be silly, you look awesome in it and this is pretty private even out to our raft. So put it on now,” Julie commands. “I’m not going downstairs with your parents there parading around almost naked,” Timmy responds. “OK, put it on under your shorts and I’ll go to my room and change, we’re going in the water,” explains Julie.

After a quick snack, an hour or so before lunch, the two of them bound off for the lake, Julie in a pretty skimpy 2-piece beautifully displaying her ample breasts and Timmy in his cargo shorts with red TYR team suit underneath. At the shore, he strips down and she looks at him and says, ‘Oh Wow!” Timmy blushes and proclaims, “Hit the water, and beat you to the raft.” Timmy reaches the raft only about two or three seconds before Julie. “Come around here,” she says. Timmy swims around the opposite side of the raft, away from the house. With one hand on the raft, she wraps her other arm around his neck and pulls him in for a quick kiss. Timmy’s kind of shocked but didn’t fight it. So she does it again, this time probing his lips with her tongue and giving him the first real girl kiss he’s ever gotten. Julie has obviously done this before! Timmy decided he really liked this and responded back with a kiss of his own. They hang there – just looking at each other with his eyes darting between her cleavage and her face, noticing her can see her nipples now protruding through her skimpy top. Then he becomes more riveted on them – she notices. “That’s what happens to girls when we get excited like this happens to you,” as she reaches down and gives a quick squeeze on his speedo-clad boner. At that he jumps back, in total surprise. “Hey, it’s OK that you have a boner, I’d expect you to after all that kissing,” explained Julie. “Besides, I’ve seen your boners before, and I’ve seen plenty of them on the other guys on your team, so it’s not new to me. You might say, I study them”. This really got Timmy to thinking, and wondering how she knows all this. “Come closer,” she says. He complies and is greeted with her hand cupping his penis and balls. She doesn’t know it, but Timmy is getting pretty close to exploding in his suit at this point. He’s trying the relaxing moves he learned from the other guys. Then she takes her hand off and places his hand on her breasts. Timmy closes his eyes in ecstasy. He’d never felt such a wonderful feeling before. They were soft yet firm. He could feel her hard nipple.

To Be Continued

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Great chapter! Timmy sure is in a predicament and not much time, plus I am sure that tight red suit against his sensitive anatomy could make things worse! Cannot wait to see how Timmy makes out.

[dm106]

Thank you for the comment, STS!

It was a beautiful late June summer day. The lake was cool and the two kids swam and talked and swam and talked. After dinner, since it was still a bit light, Julie said, “Let’s go for another swim.” You didn’t have to ask Timmy twice.

Upstairs, Julie caught Timmy in the hall in some board shorts getting ready to head down. “Oh no, you don’t,” complained Julie. “You go put on that red team suit.” “But it’s not dry yet,” proclaimed Timmy. “So what, you’re not going out in that dumb ghetto looking outfit,” announced Julie, just like she was in total charge. She walked into the bathroom and pulled his red TYR off the shower rod and said, “Now put this on, do I have to come in there and put in on you, or can you do it yourself?” For a fleeting moment, Timmy was scared she would actually stand over him while he changed and see him naked. While lots of guys in the team had seen each other naked, he didn’t think he wanted a girl to see him that way (not that a red speedo suit leaves that much to the imagination). Then he briefly thought it would be cool to see what Julie looked like naked. But he quickly retreated to his room, red TYR in hand to obey his “boss”.

“That’s better,” Julie announced a few moments later as she wore yet another very skimpy and provocative two-piece swimsuit that barely covered her essentials. Boy, did Timmy notice, he seemed to have chubbed up in his suit already, just seeing her like that.

It was now dusk, houses in the distance showed some lights, as did the Pearson house, but it was totally tranquil and a very nice and warm summer evening. As the two lay on the dock, as usual, Julie was the aggressor. She started lightly touching his stomach and chest – down his arm on her side. She teased his nipples – “you see, boys nipples are sensitive too,” as she rubbed on them lightly with her finger. It was sending jolts through his body and all this stimulation was causing him to become erect once again. But he was enjoying the attention. He wanted to roll over but that would also spoil the moment. Julie noticed and said, “I think he likes what I’m doing to you.” Timmy managed a very quiet mumble, ‘Yes!”. He just wanted the moment to last because she was making his whole body feel so good, so wanted. His eyes were closed as she continued to rub his chest and tummy, it just felt heavenly to him. He was starting to think that he should do something back – and extended his hand to her. “No, relax, I’m enjoying doing this to you, you can give me a back massage after I’m done with you,” said Julie. Then she started to get more bold and started lightly running her finger along his waistband and then along the leg openings of his suit. He spread his legs slightly to give her more access. Then she decided it was time – she took one finger and traced the top of his erection from the tip to the base. He flinched a bit – but then just moaned. She kept it up – into more of a rub through his speedo. His erection firmed up more and he said, “Julie, you have to stop.” “What’s the matter, are you getting too close,” she asked? He was doing all he could to not tense up, to stay fully relaxed, helping him hold back a powerful orgasm. “Yes,” he quietly whispered. “It’s OK Timmy, I want to do it to you. I know you guys do this in your speedos sometimes. And I know you’re bigger there than most of the others in your class. It shows. With that, Timmy couldn’t take any more and he started a low moan and started gushing. It was probably the most intense orgasm he’d ever had and was spewing through the TYR. Julie knew just what to say and how to do it to bring him off. After he came down, she leaned over and planted a huge kiss on his lips and then climbed on top and gave him a big hug. “Let’s rinse that out,” she ordered as she pulled him up and they jumped off into the lake. “That was amazing,” proclaimed Timmy. “How did you know?” I know more about boys and speedos than you have any idea.” “But how,” asked Timmy. “I will tell you about it sometime,” replied Julie.

To be continued.

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Timmy's dock adventure sounds much like one I had at about his age, albeit different in some ways. I love how you set up the encounter, the darkening lake, the risk of being seen. Timmy wrestling with rolling over, but then ppening his legs was a nice contrast. Great work!

[dm106]

Thank you for the comments!

Morning light comes early in Connecticut in June – before 5:30. Julie was awake and decided to check on Timmy who was still asleep. She deviously sat gently on the bed, trying not to wake him but just wanting to look into his cute young face. At first she was successful, but Timmy must have felt something was there – someone - something and his eyes popped open. He nearly jumped – seeing Julie sitting there, staring at him. He didn’t know it was in adoration, she is totally smitten by this boy.

Then he realized he was laying on top of the sheets – being summer and pretty warm, in nothing more than his blue boxer briefs and showing some morning wood (maybe Julie hadn’t noticed – he thought). She held his hand and leaned over and offered him a morning kiss, it was very sweet. Timmy is thinking that she considers him her boyfriend for sure now.

“They’re not up yet, let’s go for a morning swim,” invites Julie. Before he can respond, Julie bounced off the bed, ran to the bathroom and retrieved his red TYR team suit. “I just love you in this!” she proclaimed. “You can wear it all the time here at the lake, you know. Nobody cares.” “But what about your parents?” asked Timmy. “They are totally used to it with me, and two of my cousins are on the swim team and they wear theirs all the time here and they aren’t half as cute as you,” blurted Julie. That got Timmy to blushing again. “Besides I know boys like the feeling of wearing a speedo.” “Um, how do you know that?” quizzed Timmy. “I told you last night, I know lots more about boys and speedos than you would ever believe.” This puzzled Timmy about how a girl could know all about boys and speedos – something that took him time to understand himself and through some of his swim team friends. It’s just not something a girl would know, he thought to himself. Maybe she’s just a tease? But the more Timmy thought about it, the more his curiosity was piqued. But he did know he was feeling more and more comfortable around Julie in more ways than one. While she often made him blush, he was now enjoying it rather than being embarrassed.

Moments later Julie came bobbing back into his room wearing yet another skimpy 2-piece bikini that just about made Timmy’s head spin. “Wow, you look amazing,” exclaimed Timmy. “So do you,” replied Julie who moved in closer – bringing total body contact for a sweet morning kiss. Timmy could swear he felt her pressing on his groin – but maybe it was just his imagination. But he could feel more than the beginnings of arousal – at least the parents wouldn’t see his condition as they walked out the back to the lake.

Once they hit the lake they both gave it their all. No, it wasn’t really a race, just a hard workout like the Coaches might do at practice. Swim the team members to exhaustion and work on their stamina more than their sprint speed. Julie had started competitive swimming at a much earlier age than Timmy, and while Timmy had learned a lot the first year on the team, she had a slight edge on technique and could keep up with him pretty well. After close to a mile of swimming, they landed on Julie’s dock, flat on their backs, panting from exhaustion. They both privately were trying to impress the other with their swimming prowess – and both were good swimmers with lean, fit bodies.

Slowly they managed to catch their breath and settle down to relaxing. Timmy was wondering – how could it get any better? What a great feeling being with a girl he really likes – or is it love? Yes, it must be love, it’s way more powerful than like, he thinks to himself. Yet Julie is much more capable of voicing her feelings and thoughts to Timmy while Timmy is more reserved. He thinks things but it’s much harder for him to verbalize to Julie how he feels about her. Certainly it’s revealed in the kisses he thinks to himself with some relief.

“It’s working on you,” says Julie, out of the blue. “What?” asks Timmy. “Your speedo – it’s working on you.” “Um, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” replied Timmy. “It’s making you longer and I know you’re circumcised,” she added. Timmy immediately raised his leg on Julie’s side to hide himself from her. “Oh, don’t hide it, it’s too late, besides, I like it,” she retorted to his maneuver. Timmy looked down at himself and clearly he could see that his head ridge revealed he was circumcised and he had, unconsciously, grown longer. “I told you I know about boys and speedos, so just relax and enjoy it like you would if I wasn’t even here,” she said. Timmy immediately settled down, after all, she already saw it and there was no point in fighting it further. He still wondered to himself, what does she know and how does she know it?

The two joined hands and remained that way for nearly an hour, dozing off in the early morning sun, feeling it warm their bodies from the cool lake until they heard the voice of Mr. Pearson calling them to breakfast. “Anyone want pancakes and bacon? Come and get it!”

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Another great chapter! I love how you brought swimming in the lake back into the mix. Timmy is growing up fast!

[a speedo minded guy]

DM106,

Thanks for coming back and writing more to this story. I have been waiting for an extension. You write wonderfully. Keep it up!!!!

[dm106]

Thank you again for the great comments! They cause me to go back to work on the story!

Saturday flew by – they enjoyed kayaking, more swimming, a BBQ and the Pearsons treated Timmy like he was family. He felt so at home even though he had only just met them the week before at dinner. Timmy couldn’t keep his eyes off Julie the entire day but soon pretty much forgot that his semi-arousal in his red team suit was not at all hidden. Julie just looked so hot in that tiny bikini which so showed off her generous cleavage to him. Occasionally he also noticed her nipples popping through as she was obviously also feeling arousal hanging around Timmy. Pretty much they just enjoyed the day. Timmy knew he wanted to do more with her but it just didn’t seem to be the time or the place with the Pearsons in birds eye view.

By midafternoon Julie decided to change into yet another of her large collection of provocative bikinis, this one pretty much was a sheer lycra and left nothing to imagination – her shapes were totally outlined. Running into Timmy in the hall, she asks, “Did you bring more speedos with you? I’ve only seen you in this red team one.” “Yeah,” replied Timmy. “I have this blue one.” Timmy pulls out what looks like a practice drag suit. “Try it on, but I don’t think it’s right for you, you need something more like the racing suits.” “OK. (Pause). Well aren’t you going to leave so I can try it on?” “Sure, if you want, like I haven’t seen you practically naked already,” said Julie in an exasperated tone. The thought of modeling this fairly loose fitting practice suit for Julie got Timmy a little excited. As he put the suit on, he noticed he was tenting it quite a bit. “You done yet?” comes the question from the hallway. “Yeah.” “Oh, I think that looks pretty dorky,” responded Julie. “And what’s THIS,” she asked as she gently squeezed his tent pole. “I think I need to take you speedo shopping this afternoon. There’s a great swim shop in town,” replied Julie. Julie was a take-charge girl, there was no arguing with her. With a quick change of clothes, they are off to town, a few blocks away.

Secretly, Timmy wants more speedos but would hardly admit that to Julie (or even his Mom). He has one more at home he did not bring, one he wears frequently to practice. But some of his swim team buddies have a collection and he really wants to own more. He really enjoyed trying on some of theirs a few months back. But shopping for speedos with Julie? That could be a little more difficult.

As they enter the store, it’s quite large and has a huge selection of swimwear for both men and women. There’s a whole section dedicated to men’s swim team and brief cuts and beach bikinis. Julie sees one and pulls Timmy over, “How about this one?” inquires Julie. “Hell no,” says Timmy who is shocked that Julie would show him a thong. She then began laughing hysterically, saying it was only a joke. “What size are you?” she asks. “Thirty, or sometimes 28, depending on the suit,” said Timmy. Julie quickly surmised the inventory she liked, grabbed a few suits in 30 and ordered, “Here, what do you think? Go try these on and come out after you put each one on so I can see it and check it for size.” What was Timmy to say? Julie was clearly in control, so he took the suits and headed to the changing room. Out he strolls a minute later, wearing a nice floral print in several colors. “That’s nice on you and I like the cut,” said Julie. “It looks like a girl’s suit,” proclaimed Timmy. “It’s beachy, not swim team,” retorted Julie. “Let me see how it fits you.” She tugs at the waist and checks the seat. “I think it’s about right.” “I think it’s a little loose,” says Timmy. “I don’t think so, why do you say that,” asked Julie. “Here,” pointing to the pouch, said Timmy. “It’s not a racing suit, it’s a men’s bikini, it has a pouch, it’s supposed to be a little loose, you ARE a guy, right? It has to fit in here” as she feels it and Timmy immediately begins filling it out more. “It’s fine, she smirked. “I never wore a suit like this before, and the sides – they are less than an inch, I feel naked.” “Don’t be silly, you look great in it,” claimed Julie. “Now go put on the next one.”

Timmy obediently goes back to the changing room and in a few seconds reappears in a while Speedo Solar. “Wow, you look fabulous with that white against your tan body,” proclaimed Julie. “I don’t know about white, they get kinda scary when they’re wet,” answered Timmy. "And I really don't like this front seam and pouch." “Yes, you’re right, I just wanted to see what you looked like in white, and you do look smoking,” added Julie. “Can’t I get something more like my team suit in cut and style? I’m used to them,” asked Timmy. “OK, if you agree to the floral one, I’ll agree to a regular racing suit,” said Julie. They scanned the available suits and Julie found a bright yellow suit in a racing suit cut by Sporti – about 2 inch sides, very similar in style to Timmy’s red TYR, maybe a tad briefer. “Do you like plain or pattern suits,” inquired Julie. “Plain,” responded Timmy. “Sure, I know why,” teased Julie. Timmy was about to ask, but he knew he’d get that same answer from her. He knew he liked that red TYR suit and really liked the fit and feel of this yellow one. In fact, the arousal was unmistakable. “I know you have to wear it a while to get used to it, probably in your room, right?” asks Julie. “Well, um, yeah, that’s true, you do have to wear a new one for a while before things settle down,” said a red-faced Timmy. They purchase the two suits, head to the ice cream shop and then back home.

Timmy goes to his room and decided to put on the floral print suit first for an afternoon swim. But he had this uncontrollable boner that just won’t settle down, as he hears Julie coming up the stairs, heading his way.

To be continued.

[a speedo minded guy]

Nice chapter. Timmy can't help but stay hard with a girl like Julie around. Interesting to see what happens next.

[dm106]

Julie was beyond knocking on Timmy’s door and just pops in announcing Mom and Dad went to the store and would be back in about ½ hour. She tugs on the bow of her tiny top and it falls to the floor, Timmy’s eyes nearly popped out at the beautiful sight. She lurched forward toward Timmy, pushing him backwards as he fell on the bed, landing on his back. It’s all happening so quickly, he hardly knows what to make of it but he sees those beautiful breasts just over his face. Julie gives him a few seconds to savor them and quickly pulls down his new floral speedo front before he has time to react, although, too late, he tries to stop her.

His erect boyhood is there and she quickly takes it all in her mouth and deep throats him. Not Timmy’s first blow job, he is nearly speechless but the feelings are so intense and wonderful that he just moans. It’s obviously not the first time Julie has done this and she has Timmy on the edge in about 30 seconds, just as she thought she would. She could tell when he got close – his breathing, his hardness, and stops short and pulls his speedo back up. “Aren’t you gonna finish?” he asks in a frustrated tone. “Yeah, I’m gonna finish – when I’m ready,” she said. Timmy is full of lust and comes up and meets her and takes her ample breast in his mouth, suckling like he was a baby. She was really enjoying it.

Timmy is beyond lust now, he’s rubbing his new suit with his hand which Julie will have no part of. She slaps his hand and removes it. “Off Limits,” she declares. Timmy whimpers as he continues to suck her breasts, playing with the other one with his other hand at the same time. Julie came down for a deep kiss. Timmy is bucking his hips. The flexing of his muscles is causing the new floral print bikini to change pressure on the most sensitive part of his boyhood-and all of a sudden he lets her breast go from his mouth and lets out a loud grunt as he spews a huge load in his new suit, pulse after pulse. As soon as he comes down, Julie says, “let me have it, we need to get this rinsed off right now!” Timmy complies, raised his butt off the bed and she pulled down the new suit. It was not lost on Timmy that she did finally get to see him naked. He’s wondering, how can he get to see the rest of her? The breasts were amazing but he knows there’s more!

[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Timmy has his hands full, maybe more. Very graphic detail.

[a speedo minded guy]

How, Timmy is getting it from both sexes multiple times. Lucky kid.

[dm106]

Thank you for the comments!

Part 26

Timmy has grown and matured a lot over this school year – plus he’s really tall for his age making him look even older than his now 14 years. Swim team has been very good for him in many ways. Worried about the parents coming home, Julie announced that it was time to get into swimsuits for the final afternoon swim. That leaves the only logical choice, since his floral print suit is now freshly rinsed out and dripping in the shower – the bright yellow racing style they had just bought. Julie instructs Timmy to wear that one. Timmy is hesitant, “I think I should wear the red team suit.” “Nonsense,” proclaims Julie, “you’ll look great in the yellow one, let’s have some variety.” She leaves his room to go put on yet another of her provocative, skimpy suits which seem to have no end in variety. Upon returning, Timmy is covering the front of his new yellow suit with his hands. “You need a while to get used to it, don’t you,” she more says than asks. “Yeah, but how do you know,” asks Timmy. “You know that I know a lot about boys and speedos and I know you have to get used to it, let’s go for a swim and you’ll get used to it.” “It’s not that fast, it takes me sometimes several days and it just doesn’t quit until I get used to it,” responds Timmy. “And I’ve had enough of your teasing, I want to know how you know about us and speedos,” Timmy asks. “Well, I’ll tell you just a little,” retorts Julie. “Let’s just say I had to blackmail my cousin – you know, the one I told you was on the swim team?” “Let’s just say I caught him like no 15 year old boy wants to be caught and the price for my silence was he had to tell me a lot of stuff that I wanted to know about boys and speedos. He didn’t give it up easily, I’ll tell you that. I had to threaten him several times that I would tell what I caught him doing.” “Wow, you caught him jacking off?” asked Timmy? “Well yes, but that’s only the half of it. That’s all I’m going to tell you for now.” “Maybe you’ll tell me more later,” Timmy asked sheepishly, not wanting to piss off Julie by pressing too hard. “Yes, if I feel like it, I’ll tell you more,” she replied.

“Now let me see you in that new yellow suit – turn around slowly, let me get a good look,” Julie orders. “Oh Timmy, you sure are out of control in there, but it’s so cute!” Julie walks over to a red-faced Timmy and presses up against his body and lays in a sweet tender kiss. “I just love it when you are excited in speedos, it looks so hot,” says Julie seductively. She then reaches down and starts rubbing his boner right through the speedo. It isn’t long before – “Julie, STOP! I’m going to go off in my speedo,” says Timmy. “Go ahead, I know you need to,” says Julie. In a few more seconds, standing right in front of Julie, Timmy shoots for the second time in less than 20 minutes. She kept her hand on it and felt the pulses which definitely was also making her feel wet, but she couldn't let Timmy know that. “Don’t worry, I’ll rinse them out for you,” offers Julie. Just take them off. The little devil is just wanting him to strip naked in front of her again! Timmy sees no point in fighting it since she’s already seen him naked, so he takes his yellow suit off and Julie takes it all in and then bounces off to the bathroom giggling, to rinse the suit out and hang it next to the floral one he shot in a little earlier.

Off to the lake, Julie in her next fashion show swimsuit, with Timmy back in his old favorite red TYR team racing suit.

To be continued.

[a speedo minded guy]

This story is really heating up. Julie is definitely a take charge kind of girl. She knows what she wants.

[dm106]

As they lay sunning out on the dock, Timmy told Julie what a fabulous time he was having at the lake, what a great place it was and how he really liked her parents and he was being treated so well by everyone. She beamed. “But, I’d really like you to fess up and tell me more about how you think you know so much about boys and speedos,” stated Timmy. “Oh, for sure it’s not that I THINK I know a lot about boys and speedos, I DO know about them,” retorted Julie. “And you’re classic from what I learned because I know you love wearing them and what it does to you, even right now.” “And what does that mean?” inquired Timmy. “It means that you fit perfectly into what I suspected and my cousin, under great duress, fessed up to me. It means you and he are a lot alike and you are like a lot of the other guys on the team even if you don’t know it.” “Oh really, how do you mean?” asked Timmy. “Well, I’ll tell you but you might get a bit embarrassed but you know I’m not shy, so you really want me to say it – what you won’t say, then I’ll go for it,” replied Julie. “OK, but first I want to know how you had him in such a position to blackmail him for all this information,” said Timmy.

“Well, that’s the fun part,” said Julie. My cousin who is a year old than us and a friend, both of whom are on the swim team in their school had been here for a few days last summer. They hung out in speedos and they each had a collection of really cool ones, not just team suits and racing suits but ones like I picked out for you – but a huge variety of colors and cuts. My Mom even mentioned that it was like a speedo fashion show, she liked to see them in each of their different ones as they paraded around in them. And I was studying them very intently because I thought something was going on but I couldn’t be sure.” “But what,” interrupted Timmy? “Just listen, don’t talk and I’ll tell you the story, OK? Be patient," she smiled. “I know that’s hard for a guy. So I studied their suits, their bulges, their behavior together, their amount of touching, their quiet times and it seemed very intriguing to me. Yes, they seemed quite often to be in a state of semi-arousal, I could see it clearly on them. I went upstairs for something in my room, and they were in your room. The door was just a tiny bit cracked but I could see in and it was real quiet but I heard one of them whisper, OMG you’re so big. They were laying on their backs, side-by-side on one of the beds, rubbing their speedo boners. They were both huge. Oh, I mean they were rubbing each other’s boners! I couldn’t help myself. That’s when I burst in and scared the crap out of both of them. They both tried to cover up but they knew I saw and there was no denying it. That’s when I said – wait ‘til Mom hears about this! “Oh shit, no,” my cousin said. “You can't say a word.” “Oh yes I can,” I replied. “We’ll do anything, just don’t tell,” my cousin added. “Then you’re going to tell me all about this and boys and speedos and what this is all about because I think you guys have some sort of infatuation with these tight suits, don’t you.“ They both tried to deny it but when I let them know this was blackmail and they best start talking and spill it all out, they realized they had little choice. And no lies, I warned them or the deal is off. Timmy, they looked so scared, I had them both where I wanted them. I thought I knew a little of this stuff from watching guys but they confirmed and gave me more. I got details on how it all works. Swim team boys’ or just boys who wear them, their inner secrets about speedos – totally revealed.”

Timmy was looking a little frightened himself knowing Julie knew some of this stuff and had it over him. But he was very inclined to hear just what she got out of her cousin and his friend.

To be continued…..

[dm106]

Julie made it clear to both her cousin AND his friend that she intended to get both of them to fill her in on anything and everything she wanted to know.

"Let’s start out with – I think you wear speedos when you don’t have to like in your room or sometimes in place of underwear? Yes or no?” asked Julie. “Yes,” retorted her cousin Toby. “James,” asked Julie. “Yes,” he feebly stated. “So you both like wearing them, do other boys?” “Yes.” “Do you sleep in them, secretly?" "Yes," replied Toby, then James admitted to it. "OK, so what about them do you like – what makes you like wearing them,” inquired Julie. “They feel good on us,” said Toby. “How exactly is that,” asked Julie. “It’s hard to describe.” “That’s not good enough, do you want me telling Mom?” asked Julie? “Hell no,” was the answer. “Then start explaining.” “Well, you see, they just make you feel good.” “How – and I’m not going to ask again!” “They are tight on your, um, you know,” said Toby. “No, I don’t know, so you better explain it.” “It’s hard to say this stuff to a girl,” James chimed in. “That’s OK James, since you think it’s hard and I’m not talking about your dick, then you can tell me. I do know what your dick is – I’ve seen both of them showing in your speedos so I know you have them.” “Our dicks are very sensitive in a certain area and the pressure from the speedos and the texture of the material feels really great,” added James. “Show me where,” demands Julie. “Here,” said Toby pointing. “Show me – I mean SHOW me, take it out and SHOW me where it’s really sensitive,” demands Julie. “You best show her,” Toby ordered. Shaking his head, James pulls his speedo down revealing his semi erect dick and points to the area just below the head on the underside. Julie reaches down and lightly rubs her finger over the spot. “You mean here?” James inhales loudly, “Yes!” “Keep talking,” demands Julie. And leave your speedo down, and Toby, take yours down too. Although scared, Toby is quite excited by these questions and Julie’s forcefulness. “I get it. James, put yours up for a minute.” Julie reaches down and lightly scratches the spot with her fingernail. James instantly responds by going much harder and lets out a little moan. “Is this where he was touching you before,” she asks. “Not just there, but yes,” answers Toby. “And if I do this much longer, James will let out a mess, right?” asked Julie. “Yes,” whispered James. “OK, lower your speedo, I want to see it,” Julie demands. ‘Look you have a little drop there of it, how cute. So you get the tightness against there and it stimulates you, then?” asks Julie. “Yes but not just there, that’s a sensitive spot but all around there and also down here (pointing to his balls). Toby, is the same on you?” “Yeah.” “So how do you keep from having boners constantly at swim practice and meets,” she asked. “That’s sometimes a problem, you must have seen some boners,” said Toby. “Sure, many times and I wondered why but now I understand some of it. Is there more?” Silence reigned. “I said, IS THERE MORE? There must be more – or you would have said no right off, so start talking.” “OK OK,” said Toby. Some of us but not all of us can get a boner if we see another guy showing a boner or even if he’s just well hung and you see his outline showing in his speedo.” “Yes and if you see his knob it’s even more,” added James. “Knob? What’s a knob,” asked Julie. “It’s this,” James said, pointing to the ridge around the head. “I see, so if you see that ridge showing then you can also get a boner?” asked Julie. Both chimed in with "yes, sometimes." “Isn’t that gay?” asked Julie. “No, not necessarily, lot of strange things make us hard,” added Toby. Just talking about this makes us hard (both boys had major boners which Julie was enjoying watching at their expense). “I’ve gone hard and seen other guys looking and seen them go hard too,” said Toby.

Julie was finding this pretty amazing. She’d been studying boys on the swim team and at meets and was really curious about the physiology about boys and speedos – she knew there was something and now she was getting the scoop. “So when you get hard in your speedo, how long does it last and how do you make it go away,” she asked. “Well, it can take anywhere from a few minutes to – sometimes it just won’t quit,” said James. "Sometimes it will just go away if you don’t think about it or if you get distracted or get busy swimming. Standing around is the worst time for it to happen, that’s usually when it happens or sometimes in the locker room. But if you’re swimming hard it usually doesn’t happen then.” “Sometimes it can happen just before you get out of the pool when you know everyone is watching you and the speedo clings to you at that moment anyhow. It can be totally embarrassing,” added Toby. “What do you do to make it go away if it won’t quit?” asked Julie. She had seen situations where it seemed a poor boy had a boner that wouldn’t quit – even sometimes Timmy was that way, she noticed.

To be continued…..

[vega1210]

more please loving this!!!!

[dm106]

Thank you for the comments and private messages, they are appreciated!

As embarrassed as Toby and James were, they also were getting very turned on by the conversation and they could see that Julie was too – her nipples were quite evident in protruding through her skimpy top. “So how do you get rid of the boner when it won’t go down,” she asked. “We sometimes just have to go and jerk off,” said James. “But that sometimes just works for a little while,” added Toby. “And you like to do that together, it seems,” said Julie. “Yes, since we were both getting horny, it worked out that way,” responded Toby. “Have you done that together before?” she asked. “Yeah” was the reply. “Do other guys in your swim team do that, too? Inquired Julie. “Sometimes, it’s happened, OK?” responded James. “Don’t get testy with me, James, you two are not out of the woods with me yet,” retorted Julie.

“I notice some of the guys check each other out a lot, do you guys do that, too?” asked Julie. Silence. “I asked you a question, don’t make me ask twice!” “Sometimes,” replied Toby. “What are you looking for?” “Whatever is showing, like the length, thickness, the knob, maybe balls, it doesn’t show on everyone one,” said Toby. “Yeah, some just have a bulge and you can’t see any detail,” added James. “I notice many guys often point it down but some guys point up or sideways, what’s with that?” asked Julie. “Depends on the guy, some like it one way or the other and some just it goes where it goes, “ claimed Toby. “Some guys think if you point it down you won’t get a boner but that’s not really true and if you do get one it can hurt,” added James. “Also how you point it depends some on the suit – some you can’t point up or you go out the top,” Toby added. “I notice you both usually go up and to the side,” said Julie. “Yeah,” said James. “That’s best for me and it won’t go out the top if I get a boner. And there’s room to grow.” “Wait – you said something before about the sensitive spot – that means your sensitive spot is against the tight speedo when you’re that way,” said Julie. “Yes,” James admitted. “So you also get more feelings that way,” figured Julie. “Right again,” said Toby. “But it can show more that way,” said Julie. James turned more red and they were both quiet. “Well?” “Yes that’s all true,” said Toby. “Wait, are you saying you guys like to kinda show it off?” asked Julie? “Um, well, sorta, yeah,” said Toby. “Secretly, yeah we do like to show,“ added James. “But not with a boner, only maybe just a little one where we look bigger but not like we got a boner.” “Now I’m really starting to get it,” claimed Julie. “I think that’s enough for now, I’m probably going to have more questions later after I think about all of this, but for now, you can go back to what you were doing when I walked in,” announced Julie. After some protesting and Julie’s threatening to tell all to her Mom – the boys resumed their touching and rubbing with Julie looking on and occasionally giving a feel and asking a question or two.

To be continued

[a speedo minded guy]

Loving how Julie has taken charge and knows how to get what she wants

[dm106]

Julie watched, mostly, as the two boys rubbed each other and finally they got over being embarrassed about it and started to say things to each other. As Toby got James apparently close, Julie said, “Let me finish him.” Julie took over and started gently, and then more firmly rubbing the speedo-clad boner. “You’re so big, James,” she proclaimed. “And you show so much,” she added. James was moaning as she then started scratching the area under his knob that was told to her as being very sensitive. A few more moans and James started pumping hot cum into his speedo. “Don’t stop now,” instructed Toby, “keep rubbing him, put some good pressure on him.” Julie learned well, it was the first time she had jerked off a boy and she loved every minute of it. “Now you, Toby,” Julie announced. She worked Toby in a similar way telling him how she had seen him showing in his speedo and she told him he had a big knob. It wasn’t long before Toby was gushing also. She figured out for herself, it didn’t matter if the boy was big or not, he loved hearing that he was big and that she had seen him showing. She could tell which things she said made the boys hotter. She definitely had some carnal knowledge on them now. She also definitely had her budding curiosity satisfied as most girls didn’t either know or care much about this. But Julie was very curious, very adventuresome and figured she could use this knowledge to her benefit in the future and knowledge is power, right? She also knew she had Toby and James by the balls so to speak and could (and did) use that to her advantage in the future. She made them show her how to jerk a guy off the regular way and how to best give a guy a blow job. They were her guinea pigs, so to speak, but they also helped her perfect her techniques. And Julie was adept and a very fast learner. By 14, Julie had learned things from them far beyond her age. If her parents only had a clue!

“Holy shit, Julie,” a very horny Timmy announced. “I can’t believe you know all that stuff, you could be dangerous.” They both laughed. “Yeah, I sure can, Timmy, and I haven’t got you to blackmail YET, but is it pretty much all on target with you, too?” “I’ll never say,” said Timmy. “You don’t have to, your big boner and wet spot there tells me that you are no different from those other two that I did blackmail.” The smirk on Timmy’s face only confirmed Timmy’s answer.

“So have you jerked off with other guys on your swim team?” she asked Timmy. The mere fact that Timmy could blush so easily gave her that answer. He didn’t verbally respond. “OK then, who?” Timmy told her about his experiences with the other three boys. “Wow, I had no idea, and they are pretty hot guys, too,” she exclaimed. “Julie, can you rub me, I really need it,” asked Timmy. “Sure, Timmy, not now, maybe later,” she teased. “I know you have a boner that isn’t going to quit, but I’m not going to take care of it now, neither are you! Let’s go for a swim!”

To be continued

[Bikiniman]

A few additional ideas for future episodes:

-Have Julie make the boys cum when they have their suits off
-Have Julie start a contest to see which boy shoots the further, and who shoots the biggest load
-Have Julie play with their balls until they cum
-Have the boys learn how to manually and orally service Julie

You have a great writing style!

[dm106]

Thanks for some great ideas Bikiniman. I like several of them a lot and will consider!

[dm106]

The weekend flew by, it’s now Sunday night and everyone will be leaving early in the morning in time for Julie’s Dad to be at work on time. Julie and Timmy are not at all pleased to have to leave this weekend of fun and getting to know each other better. And Timmy sure was a hit with Julie’s parents.

The last night of the weekend would not be lost, however. Timmy decided while he liked seeing Julie being the aggressor because he was much more shy than her outgoing personality, he really wanted something and he knew if he didn’t ask, he wouldn’t get it. So he quietly started talking to Julie in his room, “Julie, you are so beautiful, I just love your face, your hair, your whole body. But you’ve seen me totally naked and, well, I really want to see you that way.” Much more asking than the way Julie worked, by commanding, she had a deep smile and leaned in for a kiss. “I had no idea you were that curious, you should have said something earlier! But here’s the deal, I know how boys are and how they can get out of control, so you are going to stay in your speedo when we do this, ok?” “Sure,” said Timmy excitedly. Julie first unbuttoned the skimpy top piece and let it fall to the floor dramatically, with a seductive smile. Again Timmy’s eyes popped as he saw this beautiful young woman’s breasts exposed. She then seductively slowly lowered her small bikini bottom revealing her treasure with a small blonde tuft. Timmy was mesmerized. Julie walked over to him – sitting on the edge of the bed. She grabbed his hand, silently, and placed his palm over her mound and evoked a soft moan. Silently, Timmy felt around it, as Julie said, “How about a little biology lesson,” “Sure” was the response. Over the course of the next few minutes, Julie explained the female parts as Timmy watched in awe, felt and learned. She showed Timmy how to pleasure a girl and Timmy learned very quickly. “Now, here’s the best part – put your face down here,” she directed him. “Tongue my clit just like I showed you with your finger,” as Timmy promptly obeyed. Both of them were moaning as Timmy proceeded. Julie placed her hand on his bulge and immediately heard a large inhale from Timmy. Timmy thought he’d died and gone to heaven! All of a sudden Timmy felt Julie’s legs clamping his head like a vice. He backed off, “DON’T STOP.” she said with a vibrating voice. As Timmy resumed, Julie’s body started to vibrate and shake as she held her breath and bit her lip so she didn’t make so much noise that her parents would hear. She just wanted to scream – in joy and ecstasy that a boy she loved was giving her so much pleasure.

After a long minute of a huge climax, Julie came down, pulled Timmy next to her and snuggled. “You were amazing,” she told him. “What happened,” he asked. “I had one of the best cums I’ve ever had, thanks to you,” she replied. “That’s how it works on a girl.” “Wow, I thought at first I had hurt you, that’s why I stopped.” “Oh no, you were fabulous, never, ever stop when you’ve got me so close, you have to let me finish!”

The two cuddled for quite a while as Timmy pondered how life could be any better!!

To be continued

[a speedo minded guy]

Wow, another fine chapter DM106, plz continue

[dm106]

Timmy came home from the weekend beaming that Monday morning. “Wow, you look like you had a good time,” said his Mom. “Oh Mom, it was amazing, I love their place, the have a big lake and a raft and boats and…..” “Wow, slow down, you can tell me all about it.” Timmy described the activities as best he could leaving out the parts with Julie that he didn’t want her to hear. “I think her parents really like me, I hope I get invited back up again,” proclaimed Timmy. “Well, if it was as good as you say it was, I think you’ll be back up there in short order,” Timmy’s Mom replied.

Things seemed kind of boring at home compared to the non-stop day and night activities of the lake. But Julie was also home so they got to spend some time together but it wasn’t like the privacy and intimacy they had at the lake which they both missed. While hanging out at the local mall, Julie once again surprised Timmy. “You know your friend on the swim team, Jimmy?” she asked. “Sure, what about him,” said Timmy. “Well I don’t want you to take this the wrong way because I really like you and this is just a ‘thing’ for me about Jimmy, I don’t like him like I like you but I’d like to jerk you and him off at the same time, do you think that’s something you and he would do, and of course, both of you in speedos!” inquired Julie. “Well,” Timmy said thoughtfully, “I really don’t know.” “Hey, I know you two did it together,” snapped Julie. “How do you know?” asked Timmy. “I can just tell, am I wrong?” asked Julie. Timmy was in a spot, he knew she had him. “Yes we have done it,” he replied, feeling he had no choice but to tell her. “Fine, then you’ll ask him,” said Julie, more as a command than a question. “Sure,” said Timmy.

On the spot, Timmy texted Jimmy – “Hey J, u wanna practice in r speedos – bout 4?” A few seconds later a response text said ‘Ya 4 sure where?’ Timmy replied “my house c u”.

“Timmy, that was brilliant, you’re learning,” said Julie excitedly. “We’ll surprise him.” “Yeah, I think that’s the best way that way I don’t have to do a lot of explaining ahead of time and he will be OK with it once he gets over the first shock,” Timmy said with a devious laugh. “Julie, you have to be in one of your skimpy suits, too,” Timmy said quite firmly. “You don’t have to sweat that,” she replied.

To be continued

[a speedo minded guy]

Interesting direction. There are lots of possibilities coming. Keep it up

[dm106]

Thank you for the comments, public and private!

Secretly, Timmy is quite enthralled with the idea of a session with his friend Jimmy and Julie and Julie noticed it at the mall. “You seem quite excited by this idea,” snickered Julie. “How so?” asked Timmy. “The bulge in your shorts told me so,” smiled Julie. “Oh,” was his only reply. The afternoon seemed to drag on – until finally it was nearly 4 PM and the doorbell rang at Timmy’s. He knew his parents wouldn’t be home from work until about 5:30 so they had some time.

Julie was dressed in one of her super-skimpy hot two piece swimsuits, certainly nothing that she could wear to a swim team practice and Timmy was in his new floral suit that they picked out at the store by the lake. He was already showing signs of excitement in it. They both came to the door together to greet Jimmy who was, of course, dressed in shorts and T Shirt. His mouth opened, “What the hell?” “Come on in, Jimmy,” said Julie, because she was planning to take over the moment, the hour, the whole thing. “What’s going on?” Jimmy asked. “Nothing except you guys are going to – what do you call it – practice in your speedos and I’m going to watch and help,” replied Julie. Jimmy looked at Timmy who nodded in agreement. “I don’t know, this is kinda weird,” said Jimmy. “No, not at all, in fact I think you’ll rather enjoy it like you usually do, except this time I’m here, too,” proclaimed Julie. “Look, if you’re not man enough to handle it, you can chicken out now and leave and I’ll practice with Timmy.” Julie reached down and rubbed the front of Jimmy’s shorts. Jimmy jumped back a little. “I know, a girl has never touched you there, it’s OK Jimmy, I don’t bite,” stated Julie. Jimmy loosened up just a bit, and agreed he would try it.

The three headed upstairs to Timmy’s room where Julie said, “OK Jimmy, off with the shorts and the shirt, I assume you have your speedos on underneath, right?” “Yeah.” Slowly Jimmy stripped down to his speedos which were the red TYR team suit she has seen Timmy in so many times. “I just love your red team suit, Jimmy, you guys are smoking-hot in them,” said Julie. Jimmy blushed a bit but as yet showed no sign of excitement in his suit the way Timmy was. He was nicely filling out the pouch of his floral suit Julie picked out. “Where’d you get that, Timmy?” “Oh, Julie picked it out at the lake swim shop, she said it was definitely a beach suit and I’ve been wearing it a bit up at the lake this past weekend.” “It’s way different on you – wow you really bone it, too!” said Jimmy. “OK enough small talk,” said Julie, “let’s get started. Hop on the bed, on your backs. Now start rubbing each other.” The boys complied. “Oh Jimmy you look so cute in that team suit with a boner, I remember seeing you with one at practice a couple of times,” said Julie. “Oh shit,” was all Jimmy could muster with a bit of a red face. “Here, let me help,” said Julie who started rubbing Jimmy’s boner through the suit. “Wow, your head really shows, too.” Julie said a few more things and she could tell by Jimmy’s breathing he was getting close. “Timmy, go get a towel and some lotion,” ordered Julie. A minute later, Timmy was back, and Jimmy was frustrated because she stopped just short of his explosion. Julie was now pretty much able to tell how close a guy was. “OK stand up,” she ordered to Jimmy. She pulled down his speedo, hooking the waist band under his ample ball sack and enjoying seeing his penis erect, not as big as Timmy's but quite respectable. She placed his hand on one of her breasts and proceeded to squirt some lotion onto her hand and then started pumping on Jimmy’s hard cock. He let out a moan. Julie started on him, “Jimmy, be a man and hold back your cum.” But then she also started saying things that a speedo boy would find highly stimulating like how much he showed in his speedo and how big his cock was, how she'd seen his outline at swim practice and meets. Timmy has his hand on her other breast and Julie occasionally stroked Timmy as well, through his speedo. She could only go a short time on Jimmy before he showed signs that his cum was approaching. She would slow down each time, sometimes stopping, frustrating the boy. “Let me cum,” begged Jimmy. “In time, Jimmy, I’m trying to teach you how to edge so you'll enjoy it longer,” she said. “I don’t want to enjoy it longer I just need to cum,” was his response. But she kept this game up, 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes until Jimmy thought he was going to burst. He tried to feel her pussy through her tiny swimsuit but she backed off. “No, no you don’t,” she told him. Finally she decided he’d had enough and her arm was getting tired. She took him to the edge and ever so slowly held him just shy of the top of the hill. She could tell from his feel, from his breathing, she had him just at the verge and she helped him ride it. “Is it good in this zone, Jimmy,” she asked. “Oh my God, yes,” said Jimmy. “I never knew.” A few more seconds, speedo hooked below his balls, Jimmy let out a loud grunt and started spewing heavily, but Julie was ready with the towel and captured nearly every drop. Jimmy fell back, on the bed, panting and exhausted. Timmy watched with his eyes nearly popping. “You never did that to me like that,” he stammered. “I know,” said Julie. But I will now. I wanted to see if I had it right before I tried it on you. My cousin showed me how to do it but I wasn’t very good on him and Toby at knowing the exact signals, so I wanted to practice first,” she said. But now we don’t have a lot of time, so I’m just going to get you off and then – next time, I will edge the hell out of you until you are beyond begging!”

To be continued

[Bikiniman]

You are doing a great job with this story. It is set to go any number of ways. I hope eventually Julie get the body into a competition on who shoots the biggest load, who shoots the longest distance, and finally who licks it up!

[a speedo minded guy]

DM106,

Would love to hear the next chapter.