Hard Labor

It made me uncomfortable when people admired my house so I pretended not to notice. I opened a drawer and rifled through several tight speedos. I pulled out a small pair of shorts and threw them on the ottoman.
“Dude, if you think I can squeeze myself into those you’re crazy”, he said chuckling.
I smiled at him and then glanced at his crotch. I could clearly see the outline of his enormous cock on his thigh.
“You can just swim in your underwear right?” I said quickly prying my eyes away from him.
“Laundry day”, he answered.
“What?” I asked.
“Laundry day. Don’t have any on”, he said lifting up his tight T-shirt to expose his perfect abdomen and pulling the front of his jeans down to the top of his pubic hair.
I almost stuttered as I said,
“I’ll find one of my dad’s”.