My journey with speedos

[Jcluney]

I’ve been obsessed with speedos as early on as I can remember. I grew up in the 90s when speedos where slowly on there way out of popularity. My dad was one of the hold outs and wears his speedo proudly to this day (although probably less frequently in public unless on vacation). One of my earliest memories is when I was about 4-5 years old and was at an outdoor pool with my family. My dad of course wore his speedo and while swimming and playing in the water I decided to try to sneak up on him and grab his leg underwater. However, to my shock, the person I grabbed and who I thought was my dad was a total stranger (also in a speedo) and I was quite embarrassed.

Moving into my teenaged years my obsession with speedos continued to grow. Strangely enough, even though my father continued to wear speedos, neither my mom or dad offered to ever buy myself one to swim in. As a teenager I was closeted and associated everything to do with my obsession with speedos to be a risk of exposing my “gayness” to the world, and so I spent many years wishing that I owned a speedo but was never brave enough to ask my parents for one.

That changed once I had moved out and gone to university. I came out in my first year, made a group of friends who accepted me, and my confidence in my sexuality and self grew. I finally was confident enough to purchase a speedo with the intention of wearing it one day. This lead to many cottage trips with friends throughout my uni years, where I would always pack a speedo, but never be confident enough to put one on. This changed after COVID (maybe because of COVID?) when my friends and I were again up at a cottage late at night, and someone suggested a skinny dip. The girls we were with said they would go with their tops off, some of the guys went fully in the buff, and I wore my speedo. My friends of course were supportive (or didn’t care/were not mean about it). This lead me to feel more confident to wear speedos around them even at times when we were not drunk in the middle of the night.

More recently I went to another cottage weekend at a friends place. The lake was frozen, but our friend had a hot tub and sauna, and mentioned he could cut a hole in the ice to do a cold plunge. I had packed both swim shorts and a speedo but decided to wear the speedo whenever we used the sauna or hot tub. I definitely gave the neighbours a bit of a show running from the hot tub to the hole in the ice in the middle of the lake in just a speedo, but I’m glad I did it.