Nick and Riley put on their Speedos and spent a few minutes posing like bodybuilders in front of a full length mirror. Come to think of it the room was decorated with a lot of mirrors. And a fancy caligraphy painted on the wall read, "See it! Be it!"
The bedspread had a print of dozens of different animals, every time Nick or Riley looked at it they noticed one they hadn't seen before.
They decided to stay in the room for a bit while they read the brochure detailing the boardwalk and midway shows, as well as the ride hours. It made sense for shows to start at different times, but one did wonder whether the tilt-a-whirl really was a half hour ride, or if for some reason it was down for twenty or more minutes. Most tilt a whirl rides lasted a few minutes. They glanced at the clock a couple times and then back at the brochure.
"The high diving mule show is nearby, and starts in 5 minutes," said Nick excited to find something they could do right away.
Riley and Nick paused to check themselves out in the mirror before they left. They both noticed that they looked more muscular than before, and that their bulges seemed bigger. But without telling each other, both presumed that the tight spandex around their crotches was making them semihard, and that because they had been apprehensive when they first put on the Speedos, that now more relaxed than earlier, they looked buffer. They hurried out of their lodging and down the street half a block.
HIGH DIVE MULE SHOW! Proclaimed the banner. There was a short line of men fully clothed in line. The carni was collecting a hundred dollar admission fee from the dressed men. Riley and Nick started to back away from the line thinking it was a mistake. The carni noticed.
"Don't go gents! Speedo clad men get in free! Step to the front of the line," the carni declared. Suddenly, he wasn't next to the door but behind Riley and Nick pushing them through the door, and into an arena. Nick whistled when he looked up at the high dive.
"A mule really jumps feom that?" Riley asked pointing.
"Not just a mule, but you'll see. Now go down and take your seat with the other Speedo boys. The first five rows can get wet during the show, so they're reserved for Speefo boys." He gave them a push, and went back to tend the gate.
There were at least 3 dozen other lads wearing Speedos in the front rows. The seats further up were almost all filled. At a hundred a seat, Nick calculated that even giving free seats to guys in Speedos meant they were making about half a million on gate receipts. If you paid $100 to get in, you wouldn't want to get wet, and the show promoter wouldn't like empty seats, so it made sense, sort of.
They sat down in the second row and started chatting with the Speedo wearers around them.