Date: Fri, 01 Dec 2023 19:56:11 +0000
From: sunnysideboy <sunnysideboy@proton.me>
Subject: Speedo sluts

Optional tags: Gay, Incest, Highschool, Urination, Teen, Sports


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What I saw first was his sun-kissed body. He was tan, with tan lines
peeking out from under his white speedo, which accentuated the color of
his skin even more. The sunscreen oil made his body look like shiny
copper, which excited me even more. He must have been around 14 years
old, he was younger than me, but he had the kind of muscles that develop
with hours and hours of swimming: flat, defined abs, long and toned arms,
and powerful legs. My eyes didn't know where to focus; he was entirely
sexy. His curly, golden hair moved when he ran, and when he laughed, his
teeth seemed to shine white.

This was becoming a problem because every time I saw him, I felt my dick
starting to get hard inside my own speedo, and that was the problem: I
have a fixation on speedos, finding them very erotic on most people,
especially on guys like him. I had been at this resort for a couple of
days, and we had crossed paths a few times on the beach and in the pool
area. Every time I saw him, my heart raced, and I could feel the blood
pulsating in my crotch. He was by far the hottest guy in the entire
hotel.

I was looking for any excuse to talk to him, whatever it took, as long as
I could get closer to him and see more closely the bulge forming between
his legs, round and elongated, which hypnotized me.

I tried many times to control myself; I wasn't a pervert, and I didn't
want to make him or his family uncomfortable, but I couldn't help it. He
was everything I wanted in a guy, ideal in every aspect. I, on the other
hand, wasn't a bad match either. I was 17 years old, a few years older
than him, in high school, and part of the swim team, which explained my
enviable body. My skin was a bit paler, and my hair was straight, but
aside from that, we didn't have many physical differences.

During those first two days, I had to separate myself from my family and
jerk off where they couldn't see me, either in the changing rooms, in the
bathtub, or even among the waves of the sea. I was too excited, something
between the heat, the beach, and that guy had my arousal at its peak.
Almost all the time, my speedo was wet, and not just with water, but with
precum and cum.

The days passed, and the vacation was quickly coming to an end. I wasn't
really enjoying it because, in the end, I felt pressured to at least talk
to this guy, even if only to know his name, but I couldn't find the way
or the right moment to do it. Then one day at the pool area, in a strange
but opportune coincidence, he dropped his phone without realizing it.

"Hey dude, sorry, your phone... just fell," I said more excitedly than I
would have liked. He turned around, perplexed. He looked at me and then
saw his phone on the ground, which he hurried to pick up.

"Damn, thanks," he turned it over a couple of times, and his face began
to show concern. "Oh no, it's not turning on."

"Shit... really?" I got up from the sunbed where I was and approached him,
trying to hide my nerves and my excitement at finally achieving my goal
of talking to this guy. His phone indeed wouldn't turn on, which seemed
to worry him too much. "Why don't you try charging it? Maybe it ran out
of battery with the fall and the hit."

"It could be, but my parents have the room key, and they went on a city
tour. They'll be back in the afternoon, but I won't be able to contact
them, and ugh... I don't know what to do."

"We can try with my charger; I have it in my room. It's close... if you'd
like," I had mixed emotions inside because I really wanted to help him,
but I also wanted to be close to him in a private setting. However, I
didn't want him to think I was a pervert.

"Would you really do that?" he asked with the phone in both hands.

"Of course, let's go."

I grabbed my things and put on a shirt to cover my boner, which felt hard
and throbbing in my green speedo. My heart was pounding against my chest
very hard, so much so that it made my voice shake during the conversation
we had on the way to the room where he told me that his name was Adrien,
that he was indeed 14 years old, and that he would be staying a couple
more days at the hotel. He had come with his parents and brother, but
they wanted to tour the city while he wanted to stay by the pool and swim
in the sea. I told him about myself, not much because I felt like nerves
could betray me at any moment.

We reached my room, which fortunately was empty, and we entered. I looked
for my charger in my suitcase and gave it to him; he thanked me and
immediately connected it. About fifteen seconds passed when the Apple
logo appeared on the screen, which fortunately didn't crack.

"Whew, that was close. My parents would have killed me. My phones always
break. I should be more careful."

"That's good; thank goodness it can charge. Do you want to wait for it to
charge for a while here? I haven't seen any outlets in the pool area."

"Really? I wouldn't want to bother you with that."

"Not at all. There's a hot tub on the balcony; we can stay there."

"Oh, incredible, yes, I'd like that."

I took off my shirt and went to the balcony before him to prevent him
from seeing my speedo stained with precum and my erection showing at the
edges of the fabric, I almost felt like peeing myself from the
excitement. I got into the water, and a few seconds later, he did the
same. His bulge in the white speedo was perfectly outlined, and I began
to salivate.

"Do you like swimming too?" he asked.

"Yes, a lot. I'm part of the swimming team in my city. How about you?"

"I love it, and I'm also part of the swimming team. By the way, can I
tell you something without it sounding weird?" he said with a giggle,
covering his face with his hands.

"Of course, what's up?" I replied, feeling butterflies in my stomach.

"I love your speedos. I've seen you several times around the hotel, and I
love the colors you wear. I only have this white one right now; I'd love
to have as many as you. They all look great on you," his cheeks blushed.

"Thank you so much! I've also seen you around the hotel, and I love your
speedo too; it looks amazing."

"Do you really think so?" he ran his hands over the fabric, and I wished
I were the one doing that. "I love wearing them... well, now I do. I used
to hate it. I didn't like that they were so small, and the swimming team
used to make fun of me because everyone wore longer ones."

"Really? Well, they look incredible on you. Every time I saw you, I loved
how you wore them. Your teammates were probably jealous of you."

"Yeah, maybe, but my brother forced me to wear speedos even when it
wasn't mandatory, and everyone else wore a different type of swimsuit. He
says it's a tradition, and that I look really good in them. He bought me
a couple, but I only brought this one for the trip."

"Well, your brother is right; they're a tradition in swimming
competitions and so, and indeed you look very, very good," I moved a bit
closer to him. "Your legs look super cool; you appear very athletic."

"Sometimes he makes me wear them at home even if I'm not practicing
swimming. He asks me not to wear anything else but speedos and to be like
that around the house, doing homework, playing with my dog Dom, or just
watching TV, but always in a tiny speedo like this one." He said pulling
the elastic down just a bit, revealing his tan lines at the waist and his
hairless skin.

"Really?"

"Yes, he loves speedos, maybe even more than I do. He never wants me to
take them off. Sometimes we sleep in the same bed, and instead of
pajamas, I wear the speedo. He likes to hug me from behind like that and
feel me," now he was the one moving closer to me. "Can I tell you a
secret?"

"Yes... yes, no problem," I said, hesitating.

"Sometimes he and I do things together, you know? He likes to touch my
whole body... even... down there. He taught me many things, and actually...
I don't think anyone has noticed, but did you know that my speedo has a
little zipper?"

"A zipper? No, I hadn't noticed. Where, why?"

"It's at the back. It's just that my brother likes, well... I'm ashamed
to say it..." he came closer to me "He likes to put it in my ass through
the speedo, so sometimes he just unzips me and starts fucking me from
there, you know? And when he's done he just zippers me up and leaves me
everything inside. I didn't really like doing that at first either, but
now I love it. In fact there's a boy in my class who goes to ballet
class, Alex, and he's very handsome and well... we became boyfriend and
girlfriend and he also puts it in there. I love it when I feel warm
inside and it starts to come out and slide down my thighs!"

"Wow... I, I, I, I had no idea. But it's very... wow..." I was
speechless.

"In fact my brother told me that if someone in the hotel wanted to fuck
me I couldn't refuse, but I had to wear the speedo all the time. So far
no one has done it, only him, but you..." his hand went straight into my
bulge and held it tightly, as if it was a baseball "you look like you
want to do it, don't you? I'd love for you to do it. You are very
handsome and you have an incredible body, like Alex's. Do you want to
try?"

I didn't answer him, I immediately turned him around and put him against
the wall of the jacuzzi, he adopted a doggy style position almost
automatically, as if he had already done it dozens of times, which from
what he had told me I wouldn't be surprised.

I reached for the zipper, but in the course of doing so I took the
opportunity to massage his own very round and erotic bulge.

"Ahhhhh, that feels so good, ahhhh," he moaned and arched his back like
a cat.

"Do you like it?"

"Ughhhh yes, I've never done it in a hot tub before, it feels so
good."

I found the zipper in a thin fold that was barely noticeable and opened
it. I doubt very much that they sold speedos with such a peculiar
feature, surely it tailor made or had been bought somewhere special like
a sexshop, but the truth is that it fit very well and the zipper was in
the right place.

Everything was happening so fast and so naturally that I didn't have time
to think about anything, let alone lubrication, so I had to put it in
little by little. Adrien let out a couple of moans and a few screams that
he stifled with his hand. We stayed like that for several minutes before
the hot tub water lubed him up enough for my dick to comfortably go in
and out.

I was surprised at how open he was. Once we got into a good rhythm, his
ass seemed to suck my dick deep inside of him, not wanting to let it out.
With each thrust Adrien was getting water from the hot tub, filling him
up little by little.

I started slow, gently so as not to hurt him but as I saw that he was
holding out and asking for more, I kept ramming him harder and harder,
grabbing him by the golden curls that fell down the back of his neck as
he asked me for more, harder and stronger. He said wanted to be
impregnated by me, that wanted his ass wide open.

"Please fill me, ugh, I want your cum inside me now. Oh, oh, the water
is coming inside me, haha, it feels so good, like I'm getting
impregnated by a lot of guys all at once. Ugh, please fuck me like a
girl... leave me wide open so more water can get inside me... pleaseeeee...
I want it, I'll be a good boy for you but make me pregnant, fill me
pleaseeeee".

Our thighs began to slap against each other, and his moans turned into
almost screams. Thanks god the balcony was far away form the people in
the hotel. His legs began to tremble and at one point I began to feel the
water around us warm. It didn't take me long to realize that he had peed
himself in pleasure. That really turned me on, more than I would have
thought, so I pulled his hair more and gave him a few final thrusts that
went deep inside his body.

I came, I came inside him along with the water that had come in as I
fucked him. I pulled my dick out of him, I left him dripping my cum and
so wide open that I could have fit all my fingers inside him without much
trouble. Adrien was trembling. He rolled over and sat up trying to
recover his breath.

"That was... ahhh... it was so amazing... ahhh, I'm exhausted... not even
my brother has done it like that. Oh... I, I came a bit and also peed
myself... sorry... that happens when I'm very... very excited. It's a
problem that sometimes happens with my brother... sometimes he puts me in
pull-ups to avoid making a mess..."

I sat next to him, panting and still tired from the physical effort.
Doing it in the water was as exhausting as swimming at maximum speed, but
it had definitely been worth it.

We made out for a while kissing and touching our dicks and asses though
the speedo, waiting for his phone to fully charge, and then we went back
down to the pool where, underwater, we continued touching each other. He
even took the opportunity to give me a blowjob without anyone around
noticing. To my surprise, Adrien could hold his breath underwater for a
long time. I came again in his mouth. He came up from the water and
showed my white cum in his tongue before swallowing it with a grin

My phone rang. It was my parents telling me they would meet me at the
restaurant for lunch. I dried my body with a towel and leaned over the
edge of the pool, where Adrien looked at me with a big smile, like a
mermaid, floating in the water.

"I'm sore back there, you know? You left me very open."

"You asked me for it"

"Yeah, I did. I want to do it again, though... like really soon".

"I hope we can do it again," I replied with an equally broad smile. "I'm
going to have lunch with my family. See you here later?"

"Awww don't go" he said and swam away, then came back again "Well,
okay. Yes, we can meet here. My parents won't be long in coming back... I
hope... so if I'm not here, maybe I can come to find you in your room."

We said goodbye, shaking hands, and as I was about to leave, he said
something that made my heart beat faster.

"Perhaps I could introduce you to my brother. I think you both would get
along very, very well with me."