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When the guys returned to the condo from breakfast at Dunkin Donuts, all the guys who weren't wearing speedos went upstairs and changed, all except for Ricky.

"Are you still going to wear those dorky boardshorts?" asked Joel. "You know, you would really look hot in a speedo and the girls would just about climb all over you."

"I'm not going to wear a speedo, they're OK for swim team, but I just don't like them for the beach."

"Dude, what are you afraid of, you wear them to practice and for meets, just think of this as a swim meet at the beach," argued Joel, trying to persuade Ricky and also wanting to see Ricky in a speedo because he thought he was really cute and he knew he had a great looking package from seeing him at practice. So far, he wasn't having much luck.

Ricky answered very carefully, not knowing exactly how to say what was on his mind. "Joel, you want to know what I'm afraid of, well, I'll tell you, but don't go blabbing it around to all the guys."

Joel realized that Ricky was really serious and said, "I won't, trust me."

"OK, here's the deal. There are two reasons, first, I'm afraid that everyone is going to think I'm gay because I'm wearing a speedo on the beach. It's normal for swim team, but this isn't swim team and I don't want anyone thinking I'm gay. Second, when I wear a speedo around girls, I can't help it, but I bone up and that's really embarrassing. There, you have it."

Joel chose his words carefully, knowing how he felt earlier in the morning when he was admiring Bryan's package in his low cut Turbo English Bulldog suit, and not wanting to send out any mixed messages. "Well, look at it this way, Ricky, if wearing a speedo on the beach means you're gay, then you're as gay as the rest of us because we're all wearing speedos, even Barry and Ronnie, and in Barry's case, he's lovin' it. Second, do you think you're the only guy to get a boner around girls? It happens to every guy, you just either turn over onto your stomach or run for the water. It's no big deal. And do you think the girls don't notice it. They love it, they love that they turn guys on. Seriously, you're no different from the rest of us. Just give it a try."

"You really think that other people on the beach won't think I'm gay and the girls don't mind?", asked Ricky.

"Dude, you're among friends, if that's what people think, then they'll think that about all of us, and yes, I really know that the girls don't mind, like I said, they love it. Don't worry so much."

Ricky was being hard to convince so Joel said, "look, try it today before the girls get here, there's still some time. If it still bothers you, you can change back into your boardies, that is, if nobody has hidden them...no, just kidding."

"I can't try it today, I didn't bring any of my suits with me," Ricky declared, thinking he had an out.

"No worries, I brought several suits, we're about the same size, you can wear one of mine."

"You're not going to stop bugging me until I say yes, are you?" Ricky whined.

"Nope, not a chance."

"OK, I'm in", Ricky said. He actually was pretty much convinced by Joel's arguments, but didn't want to give up so easily.

"Great, you won't be sorry when all the girls are hanging all over you. Let's go upstairs and you can try them on and pick out the one you want to wear."

The two guys ran up the stairs two at a time. Joel opened the door and they went into the bedroom where Joel's gear was. From his bag he pulled out a Turbo Ipanema suit, a Tyr 2" all over jungle suit, and a hot looking red Euro Sporti.

"Those are all really tight and low cut, don't you have any that aren't so revealing?" Ricky asked plaintively.

Joel was getting a little frustrated and impatient with Ricky but didn't want to blow it. "Dude, they're no smaller than our meet suits. Just try them on and decide."

Ricky wasn't bashful in front of Joel as he stripped off his shorts and put on the Ipanema suit first. "What do I do with my dick, there's no room for it."

"Dude, you wear speedos all the time. Just position yourself up or to the side and you'll have plenty of room."

Ricky positioned his dick pointing up and exclaimed,"you're right, it fits!" He looked in the mirror and liked what he saw. "Now let me try the Tyr." Ricky then pulled on the Tyr which was a looser fit and not quite as low cut. By this time, Ricky was getting a little aroused but still found plenty of room for his package. "This one looks pretty good, but I don't like it as much as the Ipanema."

Joel felt himself getting semi hard as he watched Ricky change. Ricky was one of those guys he had talked to Bryan about, the kind of guy who is good looking and looks great in a brief suit. "Now try the red Sporti, Ricky, and then you choose."

Ricky picked up the red Sporti, held it in front of himself, and cried, "man, this is really tiny. How do I get into this."

"Just like all the others, one leg at a time," Joel said with a smirk on his face.

"Very funny, you know what I mean."

"Just do it," implored Joel.

Ricky slipped the Sporti on, arranged himself pointed up, tied the strings really tight and then proceeded to look in the mirror. "Man, this is really small and cut low and I can feel my dick getting hard - I'm going to come out over the waistband."

"Push yourself off to the side, that works better, and you won't come over the waistband" said Joel.

Ricky positioned himself to the side, liked what he saw, and felt himself deflating a little, feeling very relieved.

"OK, which is it going to be?"

"The Tyr is nice but I like that both the Ipanema and the Sporti are cut so low," Ricky said. "But I like the way the Sporti feels the best so that's the one."

"That's the one I'd have chosen for you too, you look really hot." Realizing what he had blurted out, Joel fumbled and said, "that's what the girls would say, I'm sure." Fortunately, Ricky didn't even seem to hear Joel because he was too busy trying out different positions for his package, much to Joel's relief.

"It's time, let's get to the beach for the unveiling," Joel laughed.

The guys headed straight for the beach, Joel in his black Sporti and Ricky in the red Sporti, no shirts or shorts. When they got there, the other guys were playing beach volleyball and couldn't believe their eyes. "Hey, look at Ricky in a speedo, the guy who said he wouldn't be caught dead in a speedo on the beach," Bryan yelled.

"Hey, buddy, you look great in that Sporti," shouted Barry. "You finally saw the light and took the plunge, probably wouldn't have done it if I hadn't."

"Maybe, but Joel made some good arguments and said that if I got a boner when the girls arrive, you'd all form a circle around me to hide me."

"In your dreams, Ricky," cried Joel. "You're on your own, but just remember, you're among all your gay friends because we're all in speedos...just kidding."

Everyone laughed, knowing that there were some people who really thought that anyone who wore a speedo was gay. There were some guys, though, who thought about it, not because of wearing speedos, but for other reasons. But all their thoughts were interrupted when Bryan yelled, "hey, the girls just drove up...let the party begin!


....to be continued