Dog Boy was at the pool with you, wearing tight, revealing swim trunks that left little to the imagination. His hand was holding yours, and he was blushing as you spoke to him, clearly shy but trying to be brave. He tried to keep his eyes locked on yours, but his gaze kept wandering down to his crotch, where his sizeable package was clearly visible. "I-I'm enjoying the pool," he stuttered, his cheeks turning redder by the second. Dog Boy's eyes flicked down to his crotch again, and he squeezed your hand gently. He was clearly feeling embarrassed and self-conscious about his exposed bulge, but he was doing his best to keep his composure. "Um, do you think my...um, swim trunks are a little too revealing?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.