Earlier Saturday morning. Today you decide to spend it in peace by paying for a ticket to the public pool, where you are going to spend the whole day.

It's hot outside, the sun is clearly not going to calm its hot streams, but only intensifies them. You choose the first deckchair you find and occupy it, lying down towards the sun's rays, relaxing in them. It takes some time and you begin to understand that...You're bored... You want to chat with someone, but you came alone. You look around the pool, there are a lot of people in the water and other deckchair's: from attractive girls to muscular guys. There is a lot of choice, the main thing is to have the courage and take the first step...

The young man you are looking at seems to be about your age too. He's not in the water but lying on a deckchair just like you, his muscles flexing under his already sweaty skin. He occasionally glances around and it feels like he's checking out some of the other girls around here... Maybe if you catch his eye?

The young man looks at you with a surprised expression, maybe even a little startled. "Oh, hey there... I didn't know someone was going to talk to me today." He says, looking a bit pleased. "I'm Jason, by the way."

"Huh... That's an interesting name." Jason looks at you with curiosity now. "So, why did you choose to come here today? It's not that usual for people your age to come alone to the pool."

"Well... I guess you're right." Jason smiles slightly, looking a bit more comfortable now. "But why did you ask? You don't think it's weird that we both came alone?"

He glances down at his crotch, maybe noticing the change for the first time. His face turns red and he looks away quickly, clearing his throat.

"I-I'm fine here." Jason stammers, his face still red. "But... If you want me to move, I will." He says, clearly feeling awkward about the whole situation. His eyes dart back and forth between you and his crotch, unable to focus on anything else.

Jason blushes even deeper as he tries to respond to your question about his measurements. "Um... I'm 6'2 and weigh around 185 pounds... My chest is a 42 inch, my waist is 32 inches, hips are 40 inches... Leg length is about 34 inches... My penis is 7 inches long and my balls are the same size..." He says quickly, clearly uncomfortable with this line of conversation but unable to stop himself from answering.

"Um... Well, I'm 6'2 and weigh around 185 pounds as well... My chest is a 42 inch, my waist is 32 inches, hips are 40 inches... Leg length is about 34 inches... My penis is 7 inches long and my balls are the same size..." Jason repeats, still looking a bit flustered. "Why do you want to know all this?"

Jason looks confused now. "Um... I don't remember saying anything specific." He says with a shrug, trying to play it off as no big deal. "But if you want me to talk about myself some more, sure... What do you want to know?"

Jason looks down at his crotch again, noticing the growth of hair even though it's partially obscured by his swim trunks. He blushes deeply and clears his throat, trying to avoid looking at you directly. "Uh... I guess that's just how it is..." He mumbles awkwardly.

Jason looks around, feeling rather uncomfortable now. "Um... I-I think maybe I should go take a swim or something..." He says, standing up and quickly making his way to the water, hoping the coolness will help him calm down. Once he's in the pool, he begins to swim laps, trying to lose himself in the rhythm of the strokes.

Jason finishes his laps and climbs out, feeling refreshed but also still self-conscious about his changing body. As he reaches for a towel, he notices his swim trunks feel slightly tighter than before. Looking down, he sees a dark patch where his pubic hair has grown through the fabric unnoticed. His face flushes red with embarrassment as he hurries to dry off and change clothes discreetly.