Part 2
Timmy has a heck of a time concentrating on school that day. He decides after considerable thought that the feeling he had in the car was not needing to go pee, it had to be something else. But what? It felt really good. He is very confused – totally naïve and not understanding the new feelings in his 12 year old body. He contemplates this almost the entire day. And he thought something was definitely weird with his Mom when the car was stuck. The noises she made and her pressing in her lap – seemed so strange to him. Meanwhile, Caroline is at home, wondering much the same thing about herself. She never felt those feelings in a car before, but it certainly got her attention.
Timmy shows up at 2:30 after his last class and runs into his buddy Jimmy in the locker room. The boys are changing and Jimmy says, “You can’t wear those boardies on the team”. Timmy says it’s all he has. They proceed to practice – and Coach Carl stops Timmy – “You need your team speedos, Timmy, you can’t swim in those boardies plus they look ridiculous on a swim team. Jeff – take Timmy to the supply closet and get him a couple of team suits.” Jeff is a 9th grader, the highest class in the school and is now 14 and the team’s captain. Coach introduces the boys to each other and tell’s Jeff to show him the ropes. Jeff, being two years older than Timmy seems to be huge and very handsome. For 14, Jeff has developed a pretty good musculature from the swimming and weight lifting he does. It does not go unnoticed by Timmy who is thinking to himself, wow, will I look like that at 14? He also notices Jeff’s larger bulge in the tight maroon speedo he was wearing. He has to force himself to not stare.
As they are walking, Jeff explains to Timmy that you really should get a couple of practice suits and save these speedos for meets and special events but for today – you can wear the team suit. Sure enough, Timmy noticed the boys were all wearing different speedos for practice, one even had a Jammer on but Timmy didn’t know what they were called. Jeff tells Timmy where he can buy suits and they have team discounts. Meanwhile, in the supply room, Jeff guesses at Timmy’s waist size as 28 and hands him a 28 suit to start with and also a 26 to try on after that. The team suits are red TYRs with white sides and the team logo – a shark on the front towards one side. Timmy’s eyes are bugging out at how small the suit seems. Jeff says, “Tim, just try it on in here, it’s OK, then we don’t have to run back and forth to the locker room.” Timmy’s feeling a bit shy but removes his boardies to comply. He pulls up the first size 28 speedo which is snug on him. Jeff say, “Tie it, Timmy. How does it feel?” Timmy responds with “pretty good” but deep inside he starts to get that funny feeling he had in the car earlier this morning and now he’s worried about getting a boner in front of Jeff with no way to hide it. He starts growing. “Come here, let me check it for you,” Jeff says. Timmy complies and Jeff tugs on the suit, puts his fingers down the waistband a little, and tugs on the leg openings. All of this is making Timmy get more aroused which Jeff picks up on. “Timmy, don’t be scared, it’s OK, this happens when you try on speedos the first time. You will get better in them. But I think these are just a little loose on you for meets and loose is not good. They make you slower and also they don’t hold your parts as well when you, um, well, you know what I mean”, brushing Timmy’s boner which is sticking out a bit in the front. Timmy is now not only very hard but he’s got that tickle coming back again. That brushing felt amazing, Timmy thinks to himself, but it was probably just an accident as Jeff was getting up.
“Timmy, here, try the 26 on and see how that one fits you”. Timmy obediently takes off the size 28 suit and slides up the 26, meanwhile he’s pointing up in the air. This suit is definitely tighter on him. After checking it and tugging on it a bit, Timmy is having a hard time keeping himself in control, but he doesn’t really understand what’s happening. The tugging and checking of Timmy’s suit has taken him to a place he’s never been before, just like in the car that morning. Timmy doesn’t know what it is but he know it feels really nice. And he’s noticing that Jeff is boning his speedo as well. “You’re getting one too,” Timmy says. “Yea, I can’t help it when I see it on another guy, it just happens,” replied Jeff. “This is definitely the right size for you, it’s holding you in much better than the larger one.” “Yeah,” Timmy says with weak voice. Seeing Jeff’s length and the ridge around the head of his penis outlined in the tight maroon speedo, Timmy is getting very weak kneed, his breathing changes and his eyes glaze over. He’s so hard in his speedo that his penis is pulsing along with his heartbeat. That’s driving him to new levels of stimulation that he cannot control and a look of grimace comes across his face. “You OK, Timmy?” inquires Jeff. “No” whispers Timmy who then lets out a grunt and begins to fall. Jeff quickly grabs him and sits him on a bench nearby. The front of Timmy’s speedo is now soaked as he had his very first cum, and it was a load. “Timmy, you just shot in your new speedos!”
Timmy was both embarrassed and confused, not really knowing what happened, but he was also spent and had no energy. He just had to sit and rest for a minute.
To be continued...
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