Chloe knew he had probably been mostly preoccupied with this concern the entire last days and was just playing it cool now. But she was a little worried herself that it really might all be gone.
"Oh, that's wonderful. Otherwise, it would have been really really embarrassing at the party. Send me a picture, I can't wait until later. You can show it to me right now in your swimming trunks. I'm also curious to see what kind of trunks you will be wearing."
Greg, of course, had thought long and hard about the swim trunks, too. He had several options. One was his pair from swim practice in college. But he wouldn't choose those for obvious reasons: Way too small and revealing. His second option was a long pair that went almost up to his knees. Initially, these had seemed very practical to him. But then firstly, they would look as if he had something to hide and secondly, they were also relatively tight, so if you looked closely, they revealed more than he wanted.
He finally chose a version in between. These trunks were about the size of boxer briefs, so they covered the beginnings of his thighs, and were completely black, which helped not to reveal any details. It was neither too tight for his soft twig to be seen, nor too loose. He was quite happy with it. Anyway, he would try to stay underwater as much as possible anyway. He took the picture and sent it to Chloe.
Nervously, Chloe opened the pic. She was disappointed at first sight. "Shit, it's all gone." She zoomed in on the picture. "Wait." A slight and hopeful grin formed on her face. At first, she could see that his belly was slightly reddened and if you looked really closely, you could still see some very slight strokes, especially vertically. Perhaps she had pressed harder on the vertical strokes. "That might just do it, yessss, perfect." Chloe had hoped it would be just like that, not obvious, but recognizable with some effort. "Party on," she thought. She was relatively indifferent to his choice of trunks. True, they were black and not very revealing, but of course this would change at the latest should Greg get a little stiffy. No swim trunks in the world could completely conceal even the most miniscule hardon.
"Your body looks as hot as ever and you have nothing to worry about at all. The writing is gone, and you look great in these trunks," she assured him. "Just come to my place at 3pm. We'll get a cab together then. It'll take about an hour to get to the villa with the pool. See you soon, love."
Greg was glad about her text confirming his successful text removal, "See you then, babe."
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Chloe and Greg arrived at the party around 4:30 pm. The area was a bit remote, and the cab driver couldn't find the location right away. When they entered the villa's garden through a small gate, the party was already underway.
About forty people spread out over the pool area, the spacious garden and the big house and it was a big hustle and bustle. Loud hip-hop music from a group of black guys was blaring from the speakers. Some girls were dancing and someone had already started the BBQ. The group was very international, Greg could hear different languages spoken, apparently a happy mix of Caucasians, Latinos, black and Asian people. Greg and Chloe put their bags in the kitchen. On the way there they could see that there was a pool table and a darts board, some people were also playing table tennis and badminton. The house itself had a large kitchen, several bathrooms, and bedrooms. Obviously, someone had converted his villa into a party location, which he now rented out. They changed into their swimsuits in one of the bedrooms. Chloe had opted for a white bikini that showed off her toned body and perfectly showcased her perky tits as well as the honey complexion of her skin. She looked good enough to eat right there.
Greg had already put on his swim trunks at home and now only had to take off his shorts. Chloe let her finger trace over his body from his right nipple down to his abs, again confirming to herself the state of the almost vanished writing. "Are you still nervous changing clothes in front of me? You are so cute. And you look yummy," she gave him a kiss. In their swimming suits they went back outside.
When they returned to the garden, they spotted Jade, Jake and Lucy at one of the tables there. Jade saw them first and waved at them with a smile. Greg checked out the group. Jade was wearing a black bikini, which contrasted well with her typical white Asian skin. Jade was more traditional than Chloe in that she was careful not to get a tan. Her bikini top was not especially revealing, but nicely hugged her ample bust. She sat on Jake's lap. For Jake himself, Greg could only tell that he looked fit with a muscular torso and bobbed his head to the music. The other girl had to be Lucy. She had a sweet face and a petite frame. A very slim body, small breasts, and a cute butt. Around her narrow waist she wore a small silver chain with a pendant. She was talking to an obviously also Asian looking athletic guy. Immediately Greg noticed his swim trunks. A classic tight speedo that left no room for imagination. Its bright red color caught everyone's eye. The guy obviously had a really big member and wasn't shy showing it to the world. From what Greg could see he estimated that he had to be at least five inches soft. The guy was joking with Lucy and the two seemed to be having fun.
Jade hugged Chloe as they joined them.
"Hi baby, hi Greg! Did you guys just find it? This is really a great location. You guys really need to try out the pool. We can eat together a little later."
Greg did not want to greet everyone individually and greeted the group with a general "Hi guys and girls." Jake and Greg exchanged a head nod and a fist bump.
Chloe turned to Lucy and Dadong. "Let me introduce you guys, you don't even know each other yet. Greg, Dadong. Dadong, Greg. Dadong's parents are from Korea too. An...um...old friend of mine. We go way back." The guy grinned wryly "Yo, you could say that!" he shook Greg's hand with a firm squeeze.
"And this here is Lucy, as you probably guessed," Chloe made a sweeping gesture toward her friend.
"Hi Lucy," Greg shook her delicate hand.
"Hi Mr. Houseman! Ha-ha." Lucy smiled adorably at him. She quickly let her gaze roam over his free torso. "Last time I was on the phone with Chloe, you were downstairs, cleaning. That is so nice of you. I know from myself how easily everything gets raunchy, notably around the entrance and in the hallway, especially when you have frequent visitors coming." She grinned at Greg and Chloe.
Greg felt a lump in his throat and blushed. Did she know what his cleaning really meant? He also had not failed to notice that Lucy had once again let her gaze wander in the direction of his groin. To make matters worse, he felt his little wiener begin to stir.
