Youth Swimwear Exhibition (Complete 2/6/2026)

[NudeBaG]

Youth Swimwear Exhibition

My name is Jasper Felton.
I’m skinny, but athletic and exactly 5 ft tall.
I have long, blonde hair cut in a stylish bowlcut, and blue eyes.
I’m 12 years old and this is the story of my first and last time modelling…

I shift nervously as my mom and I stand backstage at our local indoor auditorium.
I’ve been here before for plays, and sporting events, but never backstage like this.
There are 2 long rolling racks of hanging swimwear lining both walls of the sparce backstage area.
I look around.
There are nothing but girls aged 10 to 15 and their mothers milling about, awaiting instruction.
A tall woman in a sharp dresscoat and skirt steps into the open door frame and looks us over.
From behind her, a young, 20’s something girl in a ‘hip’ black dress and a cool black hat with pink floral accents enters and excitedly looks over all of us.
My own mom puts her hands on my shoulders.
“Here we go dear, I think it’s starting!” She whispers excitedly.
“Alright, let’s see. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… 10 of you exactly?” The pageant director looks around the backstage area at us, counting us with her pen.
She looks back at her clipboard, then back up at us and our moms.
She scrunches up her face as she looks at me.
“Well, glad YOU showed up, or there’d be no one for the ‘boys line’.” She huffs.
“Everyone listen up. I talk fast, I move fast, and I expect you all to act fast. This is an important moment for any first time designer, who happens to be right here.
She gestures to the younger woman beside her.
“Thank you all SO MUCH for being willing to model for me!” The young woman claps her hands together in praise and presses them to her lips. “I know this is a dry run before tomorrow’s ‘big reveal’, but I just KNOW you’ll make my designs stand out! Can’t wait to see you out there on the runway!” She smiles, waves and turns back to the director.
Several other women in ‘artsy’ outfits come in next as the ‘designer’ leaves.
They disburse amongst us as the director observes.
A pretty college age girl steps up to me and my mom.
“This way.” She smiles and guides us to a section of hanging boy’s swimsuits.
She begins turning them on the rack, looking them over.
Mom whispers in my ear.
“Go ahead and strip to your underwear sweety.” She smiles.
“Oh, r-right.” I nod.
I knew I’d have to be in my underwear for at least a little bit, maybe even in front of girls, but I practiced just getting it over with, just treating it like it’s the swim trunks I’m about to model- that’s what mom had said.

It was awkward at first, in the time leading up to now.
Mom had me walk the length of the livingroom in my underwear, posing and turning and walking properly as she watched and coached.
Me, being almost a teenager and having to parade in front my mom in just my underwear was humiliating.
“Just think of it as a swimsuit, dear.” Mom said.
I tried, but something still felt ‘off’.
“Yes, yes! Stand straight. Long strides, but don’t over extend.” Mom instructed. “Suck in the belly, puff out the chest.”
It made me very self conscious.
But, I suppose it made me more comfortable.

I take a couple breaths and pull off my shirt, kick off my shoes and pull off my pants.
I hand them all over to my mom and tremble at my exposure.
Mom folds them and stands with them in her arms.
The pretty college age girl looks back at me.
She looks surprised to see me standing there in my briefs.
“Oh? Right. Go ahead and strip to your dancer’s belt so we can get ready for first looks.” She instructs as she pulls a colorful, baggy swimsuit off the rolling rack to our right.
I look around me again.
At first I’m stunned as it appears the girls are all getting naked!
They’re all stripping and changing into their first swimsuits right here backstage?!
But as I look closer, I notice they all have on smooth, skin-tight, flesh colored undergarments.
“Dancer’s belt?” I ask.
The artsy girl looks me up and down.
“Yes? You’re wearing it under your briefs, right?” She asks looking down at my underwear.
“What’s a ‘dancer’s belt’?” Mom asks.
The pageant director looks up from her clipboard at me.
Then at my mom.
She steps up next to the girl.
“Something wrong?” She asks sharply.
“I don’t think he has a dancer’s belt.” The artsy girl winces, looking at my briefs.
The pageant director scowls at my mom and I.
“Did you not read the pageant guidelines?” She huffs.
“Oh? I skimmed it, just made sure he fit the age, height and weight requirements.” Mom looks anxious now.
The pageant director huffs.
She lifts her glasses and rubs her eyes in irritation.
She straightens up and sighs, clicking her teeth.
She points to the girls changing around me.
“Everyone here has one, see?”
I look again at the girls in their flesh colored undergarments as they pull the suits on over top of them.
The director huffs again.
“Well, he can just wear his briefs underneath, right?” Mom asks.
I notice girls looking at me now, distracted as I stand there in my briefs.
“No no no. That won’t do.”
The directer steps, up, leans down, and pinches the thicker material of the seaming on the ‘flap’ of the front of my briefs!
“Ah!” I yelp at the proximity of her hand to my privates.
“Standard undergarments ruin the ‘lines’ of the suits.” The director purses her lips.
She taps her lips as she stares for what seems like a long time at my crotch.
I didn’t anticipate being in this state of undress for more than a few moments before getting to put another garment on.
I can feel everyone staring!
“We’ll just have to suck it up. The designer probably won’t mind, but it might be awkward for you between look changes.” She sighs.
“Ready for first looks!” One of the other assistants calls out from the stage.
“Right right right. No time to dawdle.” The director gestures up and down my body.
The pretty college girl smirks as she holds the swimsuit out to me.
“Come now, boy. Strip.” The director instructs.
“Huh?” I stand, confused.
“You can’t wear ‘those’ under ‘these’.” She points to my briefs, then to the trunks the artsy assistant girl holds.
My heart skips.
I look passed mom, the director and the assistant to the other ‘models’- young girls around my age.
They’re finishing putting on their swimsuits, and..
They’re all staring!
I feel cold.
My heart is racing, all of a sudden.
I don’t know any of these girls, but THEY’RE GIRLS!
I don’t know how long I stand in shock, but my mom makes the next move for me.
“Oh, come now. Don’t be silly! You’re just a boy.” Mom yanks my briefs down my legs!

[Jeepman89]

Great start!

[Robert Brooks]

Love it!

[NudeBaG]

Youth Swimwear Exhibition Part 2

“Oh, come now. Don’t be silly! You’re just a boy.” Mom yanks my briefs down my legs!
9 girls-
Some in their teens, some in their ‘tweens’ or younger-
As well as their moms!-
Are staring.
Mom has yanked my underwear down in front of all of them!
My only saving grace is that she’s in front of me, knelt down, so perhaps my ‘privates’ are hidden fom view.
“Come on! Step out, Jasp!” My mom rushes me.
I cup my hands over my crotch and do as she says.
I look at the other girl ‘models’ trying to gauge their reactions.
Some gasp.
Some eyes go wide.
Some look away.
But most, stare.
Thanks to the ‘shock’ of mom yanking my briefs down, there’s no doubt at least MOST of these girls and their moms just saw EVERYTHING!
I stand for a few moments, then the pretty college girl giggles, holding out the trunks for me.
Keeping one hand clenched over my privates for dear life, I extend the other hand to take the swim trunks.
I use a ‘gentle toss’ method to find the front of the trunks.
I find the drawstring and bend, lowering the trunks to the ground.
I step in.
One foot, then the other-
All the while, knowing I’m naked, except for my left hand cupped over my penis and balls!
I hunch and grip the waistband of the suit.
I pull up as I stand, quickly pulling the suit into place.
I tie the drawstring and exhale.
Mom pats my back and rubs my shoulders.
“Go get ‘em, sweety!” She whispers as I move to line up with the other girls.

I’m smack in the middle of the lineup between 2 girls.
One appears to be 14 or 15, the other appears to be around my age.
The older girl in front of me is a head taller, with blonde, curly hair.
The girl behind me is my height, with wavy, brown hair.
Both were witness to what just happened backstage.
The older girl glances back at me and giggles.
“Hmhm! Didn’t think any boys would be at this exhibition.” She says.
I don’t really know what to say.
“M-Mom always pushes me to take advantage of these things, so…” I shrug.
“Oh? A mommie’s boy, eh? Cute! Hmhm!” She chuckles.
“Hey!” I gasp. “I’m not a ‘mommie’s boy’!”
“Ha!” The older blonde girl laughs. “Could’ve fooled me, the way she yanked your undies down!” She retorts.
She smirks over her shoulder.
I feel my gut twist.
A lump in my throat prevents any kind of come back.
A moment passes as the first girls take to the runway.
“Here we go.” The older girl takes a deep breath and stands straight.
She walks out on stage as a pretty young redhead passes back to the change area.
She looks at me and grins.
The director waves me on.

“Break a leg.” The brunette behind me says.
“Th-Thanks.” I smile nervously over my shoulder.
I take a deep breath and walk on stage.
The light is blinding!
It’s strange.
All I can see is the walkway.
I remember mom’s coaching.
Shoulders back.
Head high.
Chest out
Long strides.
As I walk towards the end of the catwalk, I pass the older blonde girl who was in front of me.
Her bikini fits incredibly well!
I picture her in her flesh colored under garments.
I want to rush back to see her change!
I strike my first pose at the front of the catwalk.
Hands on hips, chest out, chin up.
I can’t see the judges.
Then again, this is a practice exhibition.
ARE there judges?
Second pose.
Arms behind head, stomach in.
Almost done, just nail the last pose.
Standing thinker:
Left arm bent, wrist on hip.
Right arm flexed upward, fist to forehead.
Shoulders turned 180 to crowd..
1, 2, 3.
I stand straight and turn to walk back down the catwalk.
The brunette girl who was behind me is walking down the catwalk now.
As I pass her, I see her eyes fixed on my trunks!
She smirks as we pass.
I make it back stage and quickly pass the girls getting into their next suits.
I come to stand in front of mom and the pretty college girl.
“Right. Next look.” She holds out her hand while reaching out to the rack with her other.
I freeze, looking over my shoulder at the other girls.
They are indeed ALL looking!
The college girl assisting me with my ‘looks’ shakes her hand, indicating I need to hurry.
I look over my shoulder.
The girls are changing, exiting and entering, but looking at me the entire time!
“Come on! Next look! Keep up!” The college girl scolds, looking me up and down.
Trembling, I lower the trunks and step out of them.
I hear a few giggles as my bare butt is exposed to the girls in the dressing area behind me.
I cup one hand over my penis and balls and hand them to the college girl.
I hold them out, but she doesn’t take them.
She continues holding out the next pair of swim trunks I’m to model.
I stand there for another moment, completely naked.
I hear more giggles from the girls behind me.
“Come on, Jasper, sweety.” Mom coaxes from beside the college girl holding the next pair of trunks.
“Take them! You’re falling behind!” The college girl scolds.
I then realize she intends for me to take them using the hand covering my privates!
I look over my shoulder as the girls enter, change and exit, all the while looking at my bare butt!
“Go!” The college girl shouts.
This gets EVERYONE to stare.
I cut my losses.
I move my hand away from my genitals and take the swimsuit, exposing myself to my mom and this ‘assistant’.
I see the college girl’s eyes light up and a smirk grace her face as she looks at my bare penis and balls.
“Hmm.” The college girl looks at her clipboard as I pull the trunks up.
I hear giggles from behind me as I bend to pull on the trunks.
“Jasper, was it?” She asks.
“Yes, that’s right.” Mom says.
“It says here you’re… 12?” She asks.
“Yes?” I ask, standing straight and tying the trunks, trying to forget that both my mom and this college girl have seen my naked privates.
“Is there a problem?” Mom asks.
“No no.” The college girl looks me up and down again. “No problem. He’s quite athletic for a 12 year old, actually.”
I feel good about the compliment.
“If I hadn’t seen his lack of development ‘elseware’, I’d have guessed he was in his teens.” She says this looking directly at my crotch!
That deflates me.
I feel myself blush.
“Welp, get going!” She shoos me toward the stage again.
I’m now behind a petite blonde girl in a bikini.
She’s a little shorter than me and has her hair done up in a ponytail.
My eyes drift down to her bikini bottoms.
There’s just a bit of buttcrack showing!
I feel my penis twitch.
I tug the baggy fabric at the front of the swimsuit.
The girl takes the stage as another cute girl passes us, heading back to the changing area.
She looks at my trunks as she passes and grins.
I watch the younger girl ahead of me hit her poses at the end of the runway.
“Isn’t this exciting?” A voice behind me chirps.
I turn to see the pretty redhead from earlier!
“Oh! Um, yeah. It is!” I smile bashfully.
I can’t help but notice the skimpy black bikini she’s wearing!
My penis twitches!
“Aaaaaand go.”
The assistant at the stage gives me my cue and I turn back to start walking.
As I pass the younger blonde girl with her ponytail, I see her grin as she passes me.
I hit my poses.
The baggy netting of this suit rubs against my skin with each movement.
I feel my penis twitching, but do my best to ignore it.
I start back down the runway.
There’s the pretty redhead in the black bikini!
I take in the sight of her pale, exposed midriff and legs.
We pass and I give her a little wave.
She chuckles as she glances at my trunks.

I make my way back to the changing area, taking in the sight of the girls changing looks again.
I make it to my mom and the assistant, who already has my next suit held out.
This time, it’s a tight, green ‘athletic’ pare, kind of like a speedo with longer legs.
Eager to start impressing this ‘assistant’ we’ve been assigned, I take the initiative.
I untie my current trunks and slide my hand down inside to cover my privates.
I still can’t do anything about exposing my butt, but I can at least hide my privates from my mom and this assistant.
I shake my hips a bit letting the suit fall to the floor before stepping out of it.
I bend down and pick it up, holding it out to the assistant.
I hear giggles from the girls behind me as my naked butt is on display again.
Same as last time, there’s a momentary ‘stand off’ as she refuses to just take the suit from me and hand me the next one.
I look to mom, as she could also take the suit from me, but she just looks at me, communicatiing with her eyes that I am to comply with whatever this woman wants of me.
“Come on then!” The assistant shakes the suit.
So much for ‘impressing’ her.
I move my hand away and take the suit, exposing my privates to mom and this assistant.
I take the suit, and she takes the previous one.
I am momentarily confused.
There’s no discernible markings to indicate which way it’s supposed to go.
“Hm.” The assistant chuckles.
I look at her to see she’s staring at my privates.
I look down and realize my penis is sticking out a bit!
In a panic, I hurriedly bend and step into the tight shorts.
I hastily pull them up and unroll the legs, flattening the form fitting material as best I can.
It feels like the front waistband is a little high, while the back is a little low, but I’ve never worn something this tight before, so I just chalk it up to that.
I turn, ready to head to the stage and runway when the assistant stops me.
“Oh, Jasper, wait.” I turn my head to look at her as she steps up behind me, looking down at my butt. “I think these are backwards. Here.”
Before I can react, the assistant pulls the tight swim trunks down my legs.
“Hah!” I hear gasps.
There in front of me are 6 of the 9 other girls changing into their next suits, but at this moment, they’ve all paused to stare at me!
I look down.
My penis is sticking out a bit over my tight little balls!
I quickly cup my hands over myself and turn my back to them to face the assistant who just pantsed me in front of them!
“Step out so we can turn these around.” She looks up at me.
I quickly do.
She keeps kneeling as she turns the tight trunks to face the right way.
“Okay. Here you go.” She hands them back up to me.
Knowing how difficult they were to put on last time, I again suck it up and take the suit with both hands, exposing myself to my mom and the assistant once more.
“Oh!” Mom chirps.
“Hah!” The assistant gasps.
I quickly step into the suit and pull it up.
I turn and head for the runway once more, eager to see that cute redhead again.

[Jeepman89]

Something tells me the girls will see more of him!

[NudeBaG]

I thought I had a plan going forward, but now I’m stuck

[Buckaroo]

I thought I had a plan going forward, but now I’m stuck

Confused when they handed it to him the second time, did he possible put them on backwards again?

[NudeBaG]

I thought I had a plan going forward, but now I’m stuck

Confused when they handed it to him, did he possible put them on backwards again?

Nope.
They were indeed backwards at first.

[NudeBaG]

Youth Swimwear Exhibition Part 3

I turn and head for the runway once more, eager to see that cute redhead again.
As I reach the side of the runway, I find myself behind the tall blonde girl once more.
I look around her to watch as the redheaded girl makes her way back towards us.
The tall blonde looks back at me and laughs.
“Haha! Um, might wanna fix that before you go out there.” She laughs, looking down at my tight, green athletic shorts.
“Huh?” I look down.
“Ah!” I yelp and cup my hands to my crotch!
I had been in such a hurry to catch a glimpse of the redhead girl again, I hadn’t adjusted my suit properly!
The head and about half an inch of my penis is sticking out from the waistband of the suit!
I turn my back to her so I can adjust myself.
The moment I turn around and pull out the front of my suit, I realize another error has been made-
Standing directly behind me (now, in front of me) staring wide eyed down the front of my suit is a young brunette!
She’s looking right at my semi-stiff penis as I hold the tight spandex trunks out!
“Ah! I-I’m sorry!” I yelp, tucking my penis to the side and letting the spandex trunks hold it place and out of sight.
I cup my hands over my crotch.
The little girl begins giggling as I turn back around just as the redhead reaches us.
We lock eyes, then, she furrows her brow in confusion as she looks at my hands covering my crotch.
I wait until she’s back in the changing area and sigh.
The assistant motions for me to step up.
The blonde steps out onto the walkway.
I watch her walk and pass a cute little brunette girl as she makes her way back.
She’s grinning excitedly as she walks passed me.
She looks at my hands and giggles.
I recognize her laugh from earlier!
She was backstage when mom yanked my briefs down!
That means she’d seen me naked already!
My penis twitches at the realization!
“Alright. Go.” The director instructs.
As I step passed her to start my walk, she notices my hands cupped over my crotch.
“Arms at your side! Walk natural!” She shouts behind me.
I follow her instructions and move my hands to my sides.
The blonde is passing me on the walkway and I watch as a huge grin spreads across her face.
I hit my mark at the end of the runway and strike my poses.
1, 2, 3.
With each movement, I feel the spandex stretch and rub along my penis, making it get even more rigid!
By the time I finish my poses, my penis is fully erect!
I look down as I turn to make my way back down the runway to the changing area.
The outline of my penis is clearly visible!
The little brunette girl who was behind me is now grinning as she passes me on the runway.
I want to cover, but know the director is watching.
As soon as I get close, I cup my hands over my crotch and rush into the changing area.
Once again, I am treated to the sight of girls in various states of ‘non-nudity’, which does nothing but make my situation worse.
And covering only seems to draw more attention!
I pass the redhead, and she smiles at my hands covering my crotch.
I reach my mom and the assistant who already has the next suit in hand.
“Let’s go. Surely, you know the routine by now.” She holds out her hand for the swimsuit.
“C-Can I have a break?” I ask.
“What?!” She yells.
“Jasper!” Mom gasps.
“You should know that in this business, time is a commodity! I know this is a dry run, but still! The designer is here!” The assistant scolds.
“I-I know! But I-“ I start, but the assistant continues to berate me.
“Fine. Fine. You want a break? Then hand over the swimtrunks. Without a dancer’s belt, you shouldn’t be wearing them long anyway.” She holds out her hand.
“Jasper!” Mom hisses at me.
I look behind me.
All the moms and the girls that are changing have stopped and are staring.
“See?! You’re causing a scene now and disrupting this important dry run for everyone!” She gestures to all the girls, who quickly continue changing into their next looks.
Thanks to my stalling, it appears everyone is back here now, all because I fell behind just by a few moments?!
Facing my mother and this assistant again, still cupping my hands over my crotch.
I again make the decision to suck it up and cut my losses.
I keep one hand pressed over my crotch on the outside of the suit, and slide the other into the waistband.
I find my erect penis and balls and press them to my body.
I then carefully move the outside hand to the waistband and begin lowering the tight trunks.
It’s proving to be too difficult with one hand.
The suit is too tight!
I begin wiggling my hips and tugging the suit down in sections while keeping my other hand pressed against my stiff penis and balls.
I manage to fully expose my butt to the girls and mothers behind me, causing many to giggle.
Reflexively, I turn to face them.
The abruptness of my movement sets the assistant off.
“Oh, enough dawdling!” She hisses.
She grabs the waistband of the tight trunks and forcefully yanks them down!
All 9 girls-
All 9 mothers-
The 1 other assistant-
Are ALL treated to my pantsing!
I still have my hands covering my privates, but now I also have the attention of the girls and mothers!
Here I am-
A 12 year old boy stripped naked in front of 9 girls I don’t know and their mothers!
My hands are the only thing keeping my dignity intact!
The majority of these girls have already seen everything I have!
I can’t let ALL of them see me like this!
I spin to face my mom and the assistant again, showing my butt to everyone as I step out of the suit.
“I-I’m sorry! Can I please just have the next suit?!” I beg.
The assistant hangs up the suit I just removed.
“I don’t know. These suits are for serious models.” She runs her hand along the hanging suits and looks back at me. “Can you get back to taking this seriously?” She cocks an eyebrow.
Still clenching my erect penis and balls, I nod.
“Yes! Yes, of course! Please! I’m so sorry, it’s just-“ I look down at my hands.
I look at my mom.
She glares, but I know the look is intended to have me fix this by acting properly.
I look back at the assistant.
“I am so sorry. I will be professional. I promise.” I plead.
She narrows her eyes and taps her lips.
She sighs and takes the next suit off the rack.
“This is your only warning. Get with the program. Fall in line. Walk the walk. Strike the pose. Repeat.” She holds the suit out.
I decide to sacrifice a bit of dignity to save face.
I adjust to cover JUST my erect penis, letting my tight balls drop into view as I reach out and take the suit.
She looks down and raises an eyebrow.
“Good.” She nods.
She looks around me to the other girls and assistants.
“Right! Back on track! Next looks, everyone!”
While she’s instructing them and I still have my back turned, I spread out the next suit.
It’s much shorter than the last one, but is a billowy, looser material.
No where near as form fitting as the spandex.
It’s a good thing, too, as my penis is still fully erect!
I quickly bend down and step into the suit.
I grip the waistband and yank upwards quickly.
Mom looks back at me just as I tuck my penis inside.
I tie the drawstring and exhale, relieved to no longer be completely naked.
A couple girls who are ready follow the assistant out.
One of them is the redhead!
I quickly move to catch up to her.
2 girls are right behind me, but I’m focussed on getting to see the redheaded girl walk the runway!
We start to line up again.
She’s busy watching the girl a couple turns ahead of her do her turn on runway.
I’m about to try and strike up a conversation with her when it hits me that she just saw everything go down in the dressing area.
Nervously I tug at the front of these baggy swimtrunks.
I turn to adjust myself and freeze.
There, grinning at me in stunned glee are the 2 brunette girls from earlier!
The first had seen me pantsed backstage!
The second was the little girl I’d adjusted the spandex trunks in front of and accidentally flashed!
Both these girls had no doubt seen my privates, and I’d almost just let them see them again!
“Are you gonna show me your ‘pee-ness’ again? Hehehe!” She sounds out the word.
“Oooooo! Hehehe!” The other little girl giggles.
I turn back around.
The redhead is now looking at me!
“What did she say?” She gasps.
The little brunette girl leans around me.
“He showed me his penis earlier!” She chirps.
“I-I did not! I mean-I didn’t mean to!” I panic.
The redhead looks stunned.
“It was the swimsuit! I had to fix it and-!”
The other little girl cuts me off.
“And I saw it backstage when the lady pulled his swimsuit down! Didn’t you?!!” She points.
“Really?!” The redhead gasps.
She looks directly at the front of my baggy swimtrunks.
She grins.
“I saw your butt, but not your front!” She gasps.
She then smiles at me and tucks her hair behind her ear.
She HAD been backstage during my pantsing!
At least she hadn’t seen my penis!
But now, she’s staring directly at the front of my trunks!
“Aaaaaand go!” The stage director instructs.
“Oh!” The redhead turns and heads out onto the runway.
My heart is thudding!
That was the most awkward conversation I’ve ever had!
“Hehehehe!”
The little girls behind me giggle.
Despite my embarassment, watching the redhead’s behind as she walks the runway only makes my penis stiffer!
I tug the front of my trunks.
I can feel my penis sticking out!
I look down.
The billowy trunks expand outward only ‘just’ enough to keep things obscured.
The stage director watches the redhead finish her posing.
“Aaaaand go.” She instructs.
I start walking.
The instant I hit the runway, I see the redhead staring at me!
I do my best to focus-
Just staring straight ahead.
“Loosen up! You’re a bit stiff!” The director calls out.
I remember mom’s coaching.
Chin up, shoulders back, even strides.
As I walk, I can feel the head of my penis rub the inside of the trunks.
I pass the redhead and see her mouth open wide in a grin, her eyes glued to the front of my trunks.
I hit the end and strike my poses.
I do my best to keep my back to the stage director.
I turn quickly and start walking back.
The little brunette girl smiles at me as she walks towards me on the runway.
We pass and I hear her chuckle.
I walk a bit faster as I leave the runway.
I hold my hands against the front of the loose trunks, but can’t press too hard.
I can feel that my penis is erect.
I make it backstage and my heart begins pounding.
The blonde, brunette and redhead close to my age are all changing as I pass through.
I make it to mom and our assistant.
I know the routine.
The assistant stands with her arms crossed.
She holds out her hand as she looks at my trunks.
I untie the drawstring and slide one hand inside, pressing my erect penis up against my lower abdomen.
I slide my hand further down as I drop the trunks to my feet.
I cup my balls with my other hand as I bend down to pick up the trunks.
I pick them up, sliding my hand further down to cover my balls as well as my penis.
I hand them up to the assistant.
She takes them and puts them on a hanger.
She seems to be deliberately taking her time!
Crouching on the floor, I’m at least able to hide more of my body.
I hear giggles from behind me.
I look over my shoulder.
The blonde and redhead are pulling on their current onepiece suits slowly and deliberately while staring at my bare butt!
There are about 4 other young girls as well!
“Right. Here’s your next suit.” She assistant says.
I look back at her as she holds a garment in my face.
I quickly reach up and take it.
“Wha-?!” I gasp.
“Come on then. I thought we were passed this.” She huffs.
I shake the suit, hoping to magically make it bigger.
But no.
It’s a neon green speedo!

[Jeepman89]

Loving this story. It can only get worse for him now!