Splat

He didn’t jump gracefully. In fact, he sort of flailed all the way down and landed in a way that hurt just a little bit. Not a belly flop, but still painful. It shook him up a bit when he heard a giggle.

As Peter waded in the water he felt the cold water on his little penis. He gulped as he looked up to see at the top was his speedo, attached to the board. The girl that was behind him was giggling as she picked it up. His eyes widened as he realized his situation. He looked to see Miranda hadn’t even seen me yet. But this girl knew he was naked in the water. She smirked as she said. “You want this?”

Peter nodded. “Please.”

“Go and get it,” the girl said and she flung the speedo.

It landed right under Miranda’s post. Peter gulped.

The girl laughed and then gracefully dove into the water and then swam up next to him. “Are you going to go get it? Or should I tell the pretty lifeguard that there’s a naked boy in the water?”