[SwimTeamSpeedo]

Nick, Bryan, Jimmy, Ashish, and Joel made plans to hang out at the beach the upcoming Saturday after the guys swim meet. The four guys were all together in Algebra class, doing what they did best, planning and plotting rather than pay attention. Stephanie and the girls team had an away meet that would take the whole day, which made Bryan free. Joel was the odd guy out, not being a swimmer, but he was on the high school wrestling team and played baseball. A shorter, stocky kid who looked exactly like what you would picture a wrestler to be, tough build and ready for a match. The best part of Joel was he had access to a condo on Anna Marie island, an added perk for an already nice guy. “I am sure my grandparents will let me use it,” he told the group. By the time the text messages between the gang got done the afternoon beach trip turned into an overnight two day event that would add some girls on Sunday and five or six more guys.

“We need to get Aiden to go,” Nick said to Jimmy as they walked together to the next class.

“Yeah, great idea.” Jimmy replied.

“Have you seen that guy in his basketball shorts” Nick added. “He rocks.”

“Hmm, might need to keep my eye on you,” Jimmy replied. “You think he’d wear a Speedo?”

“No freaking way, but I’d love to see that.” Nick replied.

“I bet he would, he does like wearing shorts,” Jimmy said with hope. Both guys smiled at the thought.

It took a little convincing and some details got left out as Joel convinced his gramps to let him use the condo. Luckily gramps and grandma lived the Summer in Old Town, Maine. They would not come down to the condo until Thanksgiving, so most of the best part of Joel’s young life the condo was free game. No way gramps could pop in. Joel was a really good kid, but like many his age, he had the fine art of parental manipulation down. Gramps had three rules, that Joel repeated as gramps said them “No booze, no girls, and no bull malarkey.” Gramps loved his grandson, maybe even more than he loved his own son, if that was possible. He was a softy for anything Joel wanted. Thankfully Joel only stretched the rules, but never broke them. He knew a good thing should not be messed up by stupid acts. Maybe.

Joel’s mom was less easy to persuade. All the charm in the world could not release her mind from thoughts of how much trouble a gang of young men, boys really, could get into. She finally agreed once Joel ran through the list of who was going, Bryan, Nick and Jimmy. All really good guys. Joel left a few names off the list, knowing a gang of nine or ten guys would crash the deal. After agreeing to a facetime check in at 8 and 10 PM, where he would have to show her whatever she asked for on demand, she agreed. Joel hugged her and thanked her. She melted at the love of her son.

“This will be so freaking cool,” Aiden said as they guys loaded into two cars for the hour long ride to the beach. Anna Marie Island was a bit farther away, but the white sand beach there was amazing. This time of year the beach would be almost all theirs, a gap between the Summer crowd and the snow birds. Most of the guys were in the standard board shorts, a collection of colors and brands from Op to Hurley. Jimmy liked the ones that had no elastic in the waistband, hanging lower on the guys hips. Bryan wore a pair of cargo shorts over a totally awesome Nike swimsuit, Jimmy wore running shorts over a red Speedo Cyberswirl print, and Nick wore a pair of Nike athletic shorts commando. Aiden was the lone standout, surprisingly wearing a pair or red, white and blue jammers. He looked hot, causing Nick’s commando reaction to tent his shorts big time. A stop at Five Guys where the gang carried on about picking up hot chicks and made more noise than the rest of the restaurant combined. Ashish and Jimmy were the quiet ones, taking it all in. They were also the youngest.

The weather was perfect, middle 80’s, warm sun, and a nearly empty beach. The guys set up camp right out front of the condo complex, access to the beach and the pool. It was an eclectic collection of swimwear. Jimmy, Nick and Bryan all wore their various swim briefs, having shed the shorts inside the condo. Aiden was still in the jammer suit. Ashish wore a Funky Trunks square cut, and the rest of the guys were in boardies, except for Ronnie, who wore a really short cut pair of cross country running shorts. “There is no f-ing way I’d ever wear a ball buster Speedo,” Barry proclaimed. The rest of the guys laughed.

“I’d never want to see you in one, either,” Bryan shot back.

“Dudes, seriously, how can you wear those things in public,” Barry asked. “I mean not that I am looking, but aren’t you afraid you might pop out or something? Ain’t nothing to them.”

“I guess I am just used to it, plus I like them,” Jimmy responded. Bryan nodded in agreement.

“You wear that around Steph?” Aiden asked. “I mean won’t you get a boner?”

“Aiden, that ballet suit you got on ain’t much different, I mean we all see what a tiny dick you are packing.” That got the guys laughing.

“Yeah, well at least mine shows up, yours is still an acorn,” Aiden replied.

The guys carried on for quite a while, jabbing and prodding each other. Finally Ricky chimed in with a serious question. “Okay, what is the most showing sports uniform?”

“It’s gotta be swimming, I mean look at these dudes in their Speedos,” Barry chimed in fast. “They are practically naked.”

“Yeah, but the girls like them,” Bryan defended. “They always check out the guy in a Speedo.”

“Can’t help it, man. It’s like right there in their face,” Paul weighed in.

“Wait, I think it’s cycling shorts. Man those things show all,” Ashish added to the conversation.

“Nah, still Speedos.” Barry disagreed with Ashish.

“You guys ever seen speed skaters?” Jimmy weighed in. “I mean they are head to toe in lycra. I think those uniforms show every detail.” Jimmy added. “Plus, it must take them forever to get into those things and if they boing there is no way to hide it or adjust it.”

“Jimmy’s got a good point,” Aiden added in. “I mean you really are kind of stuck in that suit.”

“You’d probably like that, Aiden” came a jab. “Get all sweaty and hard.” All the guys laughed.

“Shut up!” Aiden replied.

“I really don’t think it is swimming. Sure they are the skimpiest, but they have the pool to jump into and hide.” Joel tossed into the mix. “You guys ever worn a wrestling singlet?”

“Oh man, good call!” Bryan chimed back in.

“I mean, it like clings to you and then if you wrestle and the other dude is all like rubbing and grabbing you, you never know. If you get a boner everyone sees it and no pool to jump into.”

“You ever had that happen?” Jimmy asked with a little too much interest.

“Well, last year we had these new ones and they were really tight and clingy. I wrestled this dude and he kept like feeling me down there and you know, like stroking. I think he was trying to boing me. We got done and I was face down on the mat and knew I was so freaking hard.” Joel confided, blushing a bit as he said it.

“Wow man, what did you do,” Barry asked.

“The ref is like telling me to get up and I am saying to him I can’t. So he asks if I m hurt and I am like “no, but I just need to stay here for a minute. He is like no way so he grabs my arm and makes me stand up. You could like see my entire boner. There I was in front of the whole school showing wood. Even my parents were there.” Joel continued “It was so bad.”

“I would have paid to see that,” Barry teased. “Joel’s got a boner,” the guys all started chanting.

“F you guys,” Joel shot back.

“Hey, who wants to get wet,” Nick called out as he stood up. “I’m going in the water.” The rest of the gang followed, breaking off the discussion.

“I’ll get you in a Speedo before we leave tomorrow,” Bryan teased Barry. “And you’ll like it.”

The guys weekend was off to a wild and crazy start.