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The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 7. Meeting New Friends


"I want to see Taylor dance with Cheetah."

Everybody had crammed into Shannara's bedroom, everyone that is except for Uncle Owen. Taylor didn't want to go into the bedroom, but
when he suggested staying in the living room to watch tv with the uncle, big sister yanked him up by the arm. As soon as the door is closed some
hasty introductions are made. Taylor already knows everyone except for the tall dark haired boy in the loincloth and the kid in the monkey suit.
The Tarzan is named Dillinger. Taylor was impressed how Dillinger was perfectly suited for being a Tarzan, with well defined muscles and an
actual six-pack showing on his taut abs. Shannara proudly stated Dillinger did wrestling and baseball and that he could do 50 pushups. The
one in the monkey suit is named Pat, and that is all that was said about Pat. Being dressed in a furry suit with a full over the head mask on,
Taylor has no idea if Pat the monkey is male or female.

During the initial exchange of pleasantries, Taylor held onto the front of the tutu with one hand. He didn't have to shake hands, as kids this
age don't bother with that. He did feel a sense of dread, that meeting new people like this in the closed quarters of his cousin's bedroom
left a lot to be desired when his particular costume was a constant source of potential disaster.

When Shannara put some hippie hoppity be-bop pop rock on a small pair of speakers, the potential of danger rose significantly. Shannara
and Tarzan grabbed hands, and in front of everyone they danced to a One Direction song. Taylor backed up into a corner as the others lounged
on the bed or sat on the floor, just enough out of the way to not trip the dancers.

Shannara is a tomboyish type of girl, and her Jane costume didn't make her very feminine. Shannara looks like she could take on Tarzan in
a wrestling match and not be embarrassed. Despite that, everyone thought the dance was a fun sight and many clapped along with the beat.
Half-way through the song Shannara pointed toward the mysterious monkey, and she said, "I want to see Taylor dance with Cheetah."

Everyone laughs when Pat acts like a monkey, half squatting down as the arms go flailing up in the air. Taylor doesn't want to dance, and he
protested. But No never means no when it comes to what a boy wants vs what the girls want. Kiara and Tanya want to see the boy dance.

Shannara sits down on the floor, her back against the wall. She motions for the super macho Dillinger to sit down beside her. They would have
looked like the perfect couple if Shannara was more pretty. Dillinger sure did his part to look perfect, and Taylor was envious of those
athletic legs and broad shoulders. Dillinger would be first one picked for a pickup basketball game or touch football, where Taylor ran the risk
of being the last one chosen.

Cheetah wraps its hairy arms around Taylor's waist, and the monkey and the man (who is dressed like a girl) sway and wiggle their bodies to
the song. Pat grabs Taylor's hands and raises them up higher. Taylor knows this is a disastrous moment, knowing exactly what such a position
will do to the lower part of the costume. Taylor dares to look over where Shannara and Dillinger sit, and sure enough, the expressions on their
faces flip instantly. Sure enough, enough of Taylor's body can be seen from the upward angle. Taylor moves so his backside only faces his
cousin and Dillinger.

"Your cousin ain't wearing no panties," Dillinger says loud enough for everyone to hear. "Nice butt. Who's idea was this?"

Shanarra and the teen girls laugh hysterically. But none of them spills the secret. And somehow Dillinger only got a glimpse of ass, and he
seemed to appreciate the view.

The music system started playing a Harry Styles solo song. The song is "Sign of the Times", and it starts off slow with a solemn piano score.
Once again, Shannara makes dancing partner suggestions.

"Hey Dillinger. Get up there and dance with my cousin."

The monkey quickly hopped onto the bed. Dillinger got up and he steps in front of Taylor. With it being a slow song, the bigger boy wraps
his strong arms around Taylor's waist. Taylor looks down, but this only gives him a view of those amazing abs and the top of the loincloth.
Taylor realizes this bigger boy thinks he is a girl. They did not announce that Taylor is a boy during the introductions, and with the face,
the length of obviously natural blond hair, and the costume makes it plain to see that Taylor is no plain-Jane but a hot to trot girl in a dress.

"Welcome to the final show...hope you're wearing your best clothes."

Taylor can't help but feel out of place while wearing such clothes, and they are certainly not the best choice for the situation. Everyone
in the room, except for Tarzan and Cheetah, know he is a boy. Everyone, including Tarzan, knows Taylor has no undies on under that dress.
Only the monkey is currently left out of the loop on seeing the undies are missing.

"How old are you, Taylor?" Dillinger asks, as the music drones on and Harry Style's high pitched haunting voice says "You look pretty good
down here...but you ain't really good."

Wow...Taylor can tell this guy is getting into him, getting very friendly, and he doesn't know how to feel about that. Taylor can feel the blush
return to his cheeks.

"I'm just twelve. Um...how old are you?"

"I'm fourteen," the hunky barely dressed Dillinger says. "Shannara never mentioned you. I'm glad you showed up. That's a really cute costume,
and you fit it perfectly."

[Trundle]

Oh no, "Tarzan" thinks Taylor is a girl!

This is surely going to end badly for the poor boy, I wonder what will give away that he's actually a boy?

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The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 8. A Night to Remember


What the HELL is a boy to do when he is dressed up in a princess costume and the guy he's dancing with is beginning to come on to him like a
randy Prince Charming? That is the question at the moment. Dillinger has seen Taylor's bare ass, and the good looking fourteen year old guy is
letting those raging teenage hormones take control.

"Who'd a thunk it Shannara's cousin would be as pretty as you."

The loincloth clad lad is laying on the charm, and all Taylor can do is smile as his cheeks grow warm. It's a slight case of mistaken identity, but it
is nice to be called good looking. In the song, Harry Styles sings "We got to get away...We got to, we got to run". Taylor agrees, knowing he needs
to get out of this, somehow, someway, just get away before Dillinger finds out Taylor the Princess with a pussy is actually a pauper with a penis.

As the song ends, Kiara and Tanya clap their hands. Shannara joins in, and Pat in the Cheetah costume rolls around on the bed. Dillinger
continues the Prince Charming act, as he disengages his hands from Taylor's to bow toward the princess. Taylor responds by doing a clumsy curtsy.
The boy in the tutu dress bends his knees, and dipping down he looks up at the athletic form of Tarzan the Ape man. Coming back up, Dillinger
steps close again. Putting his arm across Taylor's shoulders, the cute dancing duo turn to face their adoring audience.

Taylor even smiled, seeing how everyone else is enjoying the moment, but that smile faded the instant he hears Tanya say, "Give her a kiss."

Shocked and stunned, Taylor glares at Tanya, but the words also made him freeze up. Last chance to try to get away slipping away, Dillinger
pulls Taylor close...say something...the taller dark haired Tarzan smiles as he leans down...do something...shit, he's going for a full on frontal
kiss and Taylor has never kissed a guy before. Never even kissed a girl before! Push him away...too late...Dillinger presses his lips onto those
of the adorable young princess. Tanya howls like a banshee. Kiara laughs like a hyena. Pat the monkey goes "Hoo Hoo Hooo". Shannara sits on
the floor, eyes bugged out as her Halloween date locks lips with Cousin Taylor.

Time stands still. The kiss must have only lasted for a couple seconds, but the moment swept away every other person from the room, swept
every other thought from the mind. Taylor nearly blacks out. "Is this what a swoon is?" Taylor wonders, and "Why is that happening?"

The lip lock ends and Tayor again must face the small number of relatives and some of their friends. His face is burning with shame and the heart
beats like a drum. There is no doubt about it, whether it be by girl or by boy...nobody forgets their first kiss.

Not being able to stop being the wicked bitch that she is, Tanya shouts "Ha ha Dillinger. Guess what...you just kissed a boy." Reaching over,
Tanya grabs Taylor. Then pulling back she wraps her arms around the boy's arms, then yanking backward she drags Taylor onto the edge of the
bed. Getting pulled down like that places Taylor's upper body into a backward leaning seated position. The pink frilly tutu skirt flips up in front.

Everything he's got gets put out on display as the princess is exposed for what she really is.

[Trundle]

What a cliffhanger!

I feel sorry for both Taylor and Dillinger here. I wonder how Dillinger reacts? I'm guessing he's upset. I hope we don't see violence but I can't see it ending well for poor Taylor.

Fantastic chapter. Really love these characters.

[TeenFan]

The Swim Party Crasher
Chapter 9. What Could Have Been


While doing laundry duty, while forcibly engaged in Naked Time, Taylor had been thinking about one of the previous times when he lost
control of his clothing choices. The incident was several months earlier, back on Halloween, and it was one of the most intense and often
returned to memories.

As Taylor pulls hot dry clothes out of the clothes dryer, putting them into a basket to carry them to the living room, he stops to hold up
one of the items. It's one of his briefs underwear, a too tight fitting and nearly worn out Jockey style briefs bought at Walmart. If only he
had been wearing one of these under that tutu, then certain things might never have happened, both that night and later on. If Taylor had
been afforded the luxury of wearing underpants such as this, then his personal history may have turned out differently.

* * * * *

Taylor didn't have to be able to see past the ten inches of frilly, multi-layered, pinkish material known as a tutu to know his penis and ball sack
was visible to everyone who is right in front of him. Any uprising of the skirt on the princess dress would be hazardous to his dignity, and that
dignity was being shattered into a million pieces. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his upper body and arms pulled back by that traitorous bitch
known as Tanya, the upturned tutu was no longer in a position to hide anything of importance.

Locked into the unenviable position, Taylor could only look up helplessly as he watched the expressions change on Dillinger's face. The facial
changes went by rapidly from a goofy grin to open mouthed shock with subtle changes in between that would require a slow motion video
sequence.

Out of the periphery of his vision, Taylor could see the brown haired monkey suited person leaning out from the bed on his left. Pat the Cheetah
leaned outward so the monkey could look back toward the bed (and see between Taylor's legs) and see what all the fuss was about. Upon seeing what there was to be seen, the kid in the monkey suit fell off the bed to land with a thump on the carpet.

So what was it that got everyone so worked up? Taylor the twelve year old had no panties to match the pretty pink princess dress, and now
two members of the group know Taylor was not only going commando under the costume, but that Taylor is a boy.

Everyone in the room can see the deception divulged, except for Tanya who remains behind Taylor so she can keep his arms from being able
to move, keeping Taylor from getting up or rolling over.

"That blond haired kid is a boy?" The voice coming from the chimpanzee mask is muffled. Then yanking off the mask, the monkey is revealed
to be another teenage girl to add to the mix.

"Taylor is my brother. We made him wear one of my old costumes. Tanya is the one to get credit for making the choice. It was genius I must
say." Kiara explains the WHO the princess is, but not the WHY said princess has no panties on. No further explanation about the missing
panties was forthcoming, and nobody asked that particular question.

Taylor could see the question was on Dillinger's mind, and the dumbfounded fourteen year old must have had quite a number of questions on
the tip of his tongue...but the only thing that Dillinger could get out is "Ahhhh Ummm..what?

Letting go of one of Taylor's arms, Tanya leans over to grab the top of the tutu skirt sticking upward. Tanya pulls back on it, pulls back and
pushes downward. The tutu gets smushed flat against Taylor's tummy.

The penis is flopped over on the right thigh, half hard and inching higher as the sudden exposure causes a surge of energy to circulate throughout Taylor's body, much of it ending up in the crotch. The ball sack tightened up, the skin smoothing out, each testicle an ovular mound the size
of a pecan. As murmurs and exclamations filled the airspace, Taylor's penis shot up to a size that Pat the monkey would recognize as a familiar
shape, maybe minus some of the curvature that a typical banana has.

"OH My GOD", the voice of Shannara resonates clearly, and Taylor remembers that his cousin, who is one year older than him, can be added to
the list of THOSE WHO HAVE SEEN TAYLOR'S COCK AND BALLS.

Then Dillinger finally had something more relevant to say considering the bizarre circumstances. "Fuck a Duck! Now that is one biggie clity."