Well, my first experience of any kind would be seeing other boys in speedos and hammers on the pool deck at my friends' swim practice at the athletic club their family belonged to. But that was when we were like 7 or 8.
The first time I had a speedo experience after realizing I loved them would be seeing a classmate at the pool for pool day in high school PE. He was just sitting on deck in a circle with friends wearing Turbo Jamaica briefs, and he was so toned and tan and was a teenage Adonis that I kept sneaking glances of him.
|