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As they lay sunning out on the dock, Timmy told Julie what a fabulous time he was having at the lake, what a great place it was and how he really liked her parents and he was being treated so well by everyone. She beamed. “But, I’d really like you to fess up and tell me more about how you think you know so much about boys and speedos,” stated Timmy. “Oh, for sure it’s not that I THINK I know a lot about boys and speedos, I DO know about them,” retorted Julie. “And you’re classic from what I learned because I know you love wearing them and what it does to you, even right now.” “And what does that mean?” inquired Timmy. “It means that you fit perfectly into what I suspected and my cousin, under great duress, fessed up to me. It means you and he are a lot alike and you are like a lot of the other guys on the team even if you don’t know it.” “Oh really, how do you mean?” asked Timmy. “Well, I’ll tell you but you might get a bit embarrassed but you know I’m not shy, so you really want me to say it – what you won’t say, then I’ll go for it,” replied Julie. “OK, but first I want to know how you had him in such a position to blackmail him for all this information,” said Timmy.

“Well, that’s the fun part,” said Julie. My cousin who is a year old than us and a friend, both of whom are on the swim team in their school had been here for a few days last summer. They hung out in speedos and they each had a collection of really cool ones, not just team suits and racing suits but ones like I picked out for you – but a huge variety of colors and cuts. My Mom even mentioned that it was like a speedo fashion show, she liked to see them in each of their different ones as they paraded around in them. And I was studying them very intently because I thought something was going on but I couldn’t be sure.” “But what,” interrupted Timmy? “Just listen, don’t talk and I’ll tell you the story, OK? Be patient," she smiled. “I know that’s hard for a guy. So I studied their suits, their bulges, their behavior together, their amount of touching, their quiet times and it seemed very intriguing to me. Yes, they seemed quite often to be in a state of semi-arousal, I could see it clearly on them. I went upstairs for something in my room, and they were in your room. The door was just a tiny bit cracked but I could see in and it was real quiet but I heard one of them whisper, OMG you’re so big. They were laying on their backs, side-by-side on one of the beds, rubbing their speedo boners. They were both huge. Oh, I mean they were rubbing each other’s boners! I couldn’t help myself. That’s when I burst in and scared the crap out of both of them. They both tried to cover up but they knew I saw and there was no denying it. That’s when I said – wait ‘til Mom hears about this! “Oh shit, no,” my cousin said. “You can't say a word.” “Oh yes I can,” I replied. “We’ll do anything, just don’t tell,” my cousin added. “Then you’re going to tell me all about this and boys and speedos and what this is all about because I think you guys have some sort of infatuation with these tight suits, don’t you.“ They both tried to deny it but when I let them know this was blackmail and they best start talking and spill it all out, they realized they had little choice. And no lies, I warned them or the deal is off. Timmy, they looked so scared, I had them both where I wanted them. I thought I knew a little of this stuff from watching guys but they confirmed and gave me more. I got details on how it all works. Swim team boys’ or just boys who wear them, their inner secrets about speedos – totally revealed.”

Timmy was looking a little frightened himself knowing Julie knew some of this stuff and had it over him. But he was very inclined to hear just what she got out of her cousin and his friend.

To be continued…..