Peter at the beach

[SummerOf87]

Hi everyone. This is my first attempt. English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes and bad grammar.

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Peter didn't like going to the beach. Although he was an average boy in every sense, slim and of average height, he felt extremely embarrassed to be in a swimsuit. He only wore long trunks and was embarrassed even to be shirtless.

The most embarrassing moment for him was when, after swimming, his mother forced him to take off his swimsuit. While the trunks were placed on the towel to dry, Peter was left bottomless, only in a T-shirt that reached mid-thigh. Over the years, Peter had tried to ask his mother to bring a second swimsuit, but she always said it wasn't necessary.

That year Peter was 11 years old. In his country, that meant he had just finished elementary school and would start middle school in September.

It was the first day that sunmer that Peter's family was able to go to the beach. Usually they arrived very early, when the beach was almost empty. Peter then immediately took a quick swim, hoping that his swimsuit would dry before too many people arrived.

This time they arrived later than usual. Peter noticed that there were already some people there. He saw an elderly couple, some high school students, a young couple and a lady with a big dog. Nothing to worry about.

Peter was about to walk to the sea when he heard someone yelling his mother's name. Peter turned around. In the distance he saw three people approaching. A woman who was in her late 30s, a girl who looked to be about his age, and a younger one.

When the people arrived, his mother introduced them. The woman's name was Barbara and she was a co-worker of her. Her two daughters were Diana, 11, and Olivia, 9.

Although Peter's mother was a beautiful woman, Barbara was absolutely stunning and looked like she had stepped out of one of those magazines Peter hid under his bed. Diana and Olivia were clearly his daughters and had also won the genetic lottery.

Barbara, Diana, and Olivia placed their towels next to Peter and his parents.
"You and Diana don't know each other yet," Peter's mom said to them both, "but in September, you'll be in the same class."
Peter gave a shy smile, which Diana returned.

They were all in their swimsuits now. Peter's dad in an embarrassing vintage brief, Peter's mom in a skimpy colorful '80s bikini, and Peter in his long trunks. Barbara was wearing a tight yellow one-piece, Diana a floral bikini, and Olivia a striped one-piece.

"So what do we do now?" Olivia asked. "Oh, I think my boy was going to go for a swim" Peter's mom said, winking at her son. Peter felt his heart start to pound, his legs were shaking, and his stomach started to protest. "I changed my mind, I think the weather's a little too cloudy," Peter said. The weather was indeed cloudy, but Barbara replied, "Don't worry, the sun will come out soon. You three should go for a swim, that seems like a great idea!"

Diana and Olivia walked towards the sea, while Peter followed them with the same speed and the same mood of a condemned man walking towards the gallows.

Once in the water, the three of them played at splashing each other with water and then Diana challenged Peter to a swim race. For a few moments, Peter forgot about what was going to happen next. At a certain point, Olivia said she was cold and went back towards the beach. Peter tried to delay the return, but then Diana said she wanted to go back too.

The weather was still cloudy. The two women covered Peter and Diana with a towel, while Olivia was sitting and already wrapped in her towel. Peter was about to sit down when his mother stopped him and took off his pants. It was such a fast and practiced movement that Peter had no chance to protest. He heard a slight murmur of surprise coming from Diana and Olivia, but he didn't have the courage to look at them.

"I don't want him in a wet bathing suit, that's a great way to get sick. If he was wearing briefs, maybe there wouldn't be a need, but I swear, these big trunks Peter insists on wearing never dry" said his mother to Barbara.

After a few minutes, Peter looked up again. Diana and Olivia were still staring at him with wide eyes, Diana was blushing and looked shocked, while Olivia surprisingly looked mostly curious.

At one point, Diana and Olivia took off their towels and continued to look at Peter. The adults didn't seem to notice. Peter's mom and Barbara had started talking about work, while Peter's dad was reading a book.

"Are you still in a towel?" Peter's mom exclaimed. The boy seemed to come back to reality and remembered his situation.
Sitting down, Peter pulled the towel down to his waist and put on his T-shirt. Then he took off his towel. With one hand he pulled the T-shirt down to make sure it covered him between his legs. Red in the face, he smiled at the girls. All three of them were silent.

"Come on, we're at the beach, do something!" Barbara urged them. "Yes, we brought a ball and rackets too," Peter's mother added. "Or do you want to get ice cream?" Peter's father asked.

"Ice cream!" Olivia shouted. "Great idea," Peter's mother said, "we'll pay for all three of us. Peter, take the girls to the ice cream stand."

"Peter, did you hear me?"

Peter was panicking. He had grown a lot that winter, and the T-shirt that had been mid-thigh length last summer had become much shorter this summer. The shirt now barely covered him. "Yes, Mom, I heard you." Peter decided to act as if everything was normal, maybe the girls wouldn't notice anything. Peter stood up and took the money his mother was handing him. As soon as he moved his arms, he could feel the shirt rising and revealing his body. Diana stood up almost immediately with him while Olivia remained seated a moment longer. Peter had the feeling that she had it on purpose to look at him from below.

Peter walked toward the ice cream stand with shaking legs. The girls followed a few steps behind. "Did you see his ass, Diana?" Olivia asked. She continue "I've also seen hi
s..." but Diana cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "Shhh," Diana hissed, "just pretend you didn't notice," and then winked at her sister. They reached the ice cream stand and got three ice creams.

On the way back, Peter and Diana talked a little about both their new school and their old school. As they were almost to the towels, Diana tripped, or so it seemed, and her ice cream ended up on Peter's shirt.

"Oh no," the two women said together. "I'm sorry, I'm mortified, my daughter is so clumsy," said Barbara, "it's chocolate, it should be washed right away." "But what are we going to do, we don't have another shirt," said Peter's mother. "There's Diana's tank top. Peter can wear that while we clean his T-shirt," said Barbara. Peter's mother agreed that it was a great idea. Peter then wrapped his towel around his waist, took off his dirty T-S.hirt, and put on Diana's tank top.

The tank top was shorter than his T-shirt. Standing up, Peter felt that it barely covered his ass, in fact looking at him from behind you could see his underbutt sticking out. On the front, he felt the tip of his willie slightly sticking out from the edge of the tank top.

Peter sat down, embarrassed.

His mother broke the silence "Okay, Peter, I know it's not the best but there's nothing else" then turning to Barbara and the girls "Peter is embarrassed because he's grown some hair this year, but I guess there's nothing different about him that the girls haven't seen in some of their male cousins" and then laughed. Diana and Olivia didn't have any male cousins ​​and their father always used the bathroom with the door closed, but they didn't said anything. "You're absolutely right" Barbara said, while her daughters listened confused, "I'm going to the fountain to try cleaning the chocolate off Peter's shirt, Peter and the girls can play in the meantime".

End of part 1.

[Jeepman89]

Great start for sure. I love where this story is going. Excellent job.