The sun blazed down on the public swimming pool, turning the water into a shimmering oasis. Алекс and Джон strolled through the entrance, their gym bags slung over their shoulders, chatting animatedly about their latest workout routine.
"Man, those squats are killing me today," Джон said, rubbing his thighs as they approached the changing rooms.
Aлекс chuckled, but his laughter was tinged with nervousness. "Yeah, tell me about it. But hey, at least we're getting those gains, right?"
As they reached the changing area, Алекс hesitated, his hand lingering on the door handle. He knew what awaited him inside: the inevitable struggle with his tight swimming trunks and the bulge that his 35 cm member created, even in its flaccid state.
"Come on, man, what's the hold-up?" Джон teased, nudging him playfully. "Don't tell me you're shy about changing in front of me after all these years."
Aлекс forced a smile, trying to mask his discomfort. "Nah, just taking a moment to appreciate the view," he quipped, gesturing towards the pool.
Reluctantly, he stepped into the changing room and slipped into his trunks, adjusting himself in a futile attempt to minimize the visibility of his bulge. He could feel the fabric straining against him, and he sighed, knowing it was a losing battle.
As they walked out to the pool, Джон's eyes widened in surprise. "Dude, are you smuggling a snake in there?" he blurted out, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
Aлекс blushed, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red. He let out a nervous laugh, trying to brush off the comment. "Yeah, right. It's just the way these trunks fit, I guess."
They dove into the pool, the cool water enveloping them. Алекс felt a sense of relief as his bulge was concealed beneath the surface. He swam a few laps, trying to focus on the rhythm of his strokes and the soothing resistance of the water.
Nearby, a group of girls were whispering and giggling, their eyes occasionally darting towards Алекс. Джон, oblivious to the cause of their attention, nudged him playfully. "Looks like you're the pool's new attraction, Mr. Popular!"
Aлекс tried to ignore the attention, concentrating on his swimming. But the water's resistance only seemed to accentuate his bulge, making it even more noticeable.
One of the girls, a bold and direct young woman with piercing blue eyes, approached Алекс as he paused at the edge of the pool. "Hey, you've got a great swimming form," she said, her gaze lingering a bit too long on his trunks.
Aлекс stammered a thank you, his cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. "Uh, thanks. I, uh, try to keep up with it."
Джон, now curious about his friend's unusual behavior, swam over to them. "You okay, man? You seem a bit off today."
Aлекс took a deep breath, deciding to confide in his friend. "It's just... this," he gestured towards his bulge, his voice low. "It's kind of hard to deal with, you know?"
Джон burst into hearty laughter, clapping Алекс on the back. "Man, that's nothing to be ashamed of! If anything, you should be flaunting it. Come on, let's enjoy the rest of our swim and maybe even show off a bit."
Aлекс couldn't help but smile at his friend's encouragement. Maybe it was time to embrace his unique situation, rather than hide from it. With a newfound sense of confidence, he dove back into the pool, ready to make the most of the day.
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