Date: Thu, 24 Jul 2003 11:24:46 +0100 (BST) From: Guru Rajaneesh Subject: My Swimming Lessons (Gay) In my childhood I used to go to temple every morning. It was not for praying god but to have a bath in the pond adjacent to the temple. The pond is deep about 10 feet and there were steps constructed and separate portions were constructed for ladies and gents the middle portion was a free zone where boys and girls could swim. Ladies and gents used to come with a bundle of clothes. They will wash it first and then start bathing. The boys would jump from a pillar to the pond naked irritating the women and men who were busy washing the linen, as the water would become muddy and it will splash all over the people around. Old men used to wear only a tampoon like cloth tied firmly to the black string worn around the waistline. We could see their hairy balls and buttocks and at that time we wondered why elder people have a lot of hair between their legs. I was not aware of the female anatomy at that age. I used to go with my mother but she would pack up me before she start her bath. One day when she was spreading clothes for drying under the sun, i slipped into the deep side and began drowning. When she returned to the pond she saw me drowning and jumped into the water. But she could not save me single handled as she was not familiar with the area which was meant for men and was very deep. Even though she knew swimming she did not know how to rescue me. Fortunately a man named Papa came to the spot and rescued both of us. I had drunk enough water and my belly was full. He placed me on the green grass and applied pressure and I vomited the water and moss from my stomach. My mother scolded me for not learning swimming and the same person Papa was entrusted with the job of teaching me how to swim. He said that it would be convenient if I learn swimming around 11 a.m while pond is comparitively less crowded. He would come to the pond and would take me to the shallow waters and hold me in his hands. I had to shake my legs and hands and try to float in the water while he was holding my midriff in his hands. After one week of training I got confidence and started swimming. I dont know how I learnt it but on one fine morning I was able to swim without any help and that was it. When I became confident I spent hours in the pond about midday. During midday only few people come to swim and it was free for me to jump from pillars, without fearing elders scolding. Such was one day when I saw a woman naked. There was a woman called Devi who was wife of a military man in our village, she used to come around 11 p.m with a huge bundle of clothes. It would seem that she run a cloth washing centre, she would spent about 1 hour to wash the huge bundle. She was a silent spectator of my swimming lessons and she admired occasionally about the skills I achieved of late. This was great encouragement for me at that time. She was elderly about 35 years and had two kids. One was two years younger than me. When almost all clothes are washed she would start disrobing her existing clothes and wash them indivually one by one. It was a slow kind of stripping and finally she would remove her blouse and bra and after washing it she would have only a towel which barely covers her breasts and reaches up to half length of her thunder thighs. The first she would stand wearing the towel around her midriff while blouse was there, when blouse is off, she would hike the towel to cover her breasts, revealing half more of her thighs. She used to wait till I end my swimming so that she can bath in solitude. She did not consider me as a man, I was a kid to her, so she did not mind my presence most of the time. When I was about 11 years old the nature influenced my thoughts and I began curious about female anatomy. I started a sudden feeling of thrill and my little penis began to become hard when I saw Devi disrobing. The excitement made me spent more time and adjust my visit to the pond timed in such a way that by the time I reach the pond Devi would be finished with her huge bundle of clothes. Devi too tried to delay her timings but she had to reach home to serve lunch, but I had no such problems. None bothered about me, my parents were happy to see that I will no more drown and was improving my skills. So most of the time I reach the pond I would see Devi in blouse removing stage. I would jump into the water and start swimming to far deep and come back silently in back strokes. Devi by that time would have washed her bra and blouse and would be dressed in towel only. Then she would apply some oil on her hairs and start rubbing it for a few minutes. Then I saw a dark mat of hair in her armpits and the sight would make my penis hard. I didnt understand what was the magic behind it. Then Devi would step into the pond, she doesnt know any swimming. So she would dip in the pond for five minutes and then emerge from the water fully wet. That is the time when my penis will be at its maximum hard stage. She would appear like naked, as the towel is of muslin and white i could see it sticking close to her body like a secondary skin. When she stand up, her tits would be clearly visible with those dark nipples jutting through the soft linen like two bullets. The towel would disappear between her buttocks offering me a fine view of her contours from behind. I could see the raw flesh rose in color and the firm buttocks all wet. She would then apply soap facing away from me. I could see only her back. She would cleverly soap her boobs by lowering the towel from front and inserting her hands still keeping the towel in place but loose. Its a marvellous sight to see a woman wash her boobs when she felt all alone. The breasts are her most well guarded treasures, she would soap those globes alternately and keep special attention to her bushy armpits. Then she would make a side look at me and I would turn my direction of swimming like an eel so that she would not suspect that I was watching her. When she look back she would see swimming away from her directon. I would soon shift the director by the time she starts washing her pussy. She again use the cover of loose towel and small rock pillar and insert her hands with lot of soap foam and would lather her pussy for about three minutes. Occasionally she might give me a view of her buttocks which she did not mind me watching if I intended. Most of the time I used to get a fine view of her buttocks and often her anus too. One fine day when I was standing in the water facing her and she was just put the towel around her and was wearing her blouse. Then casually she adjusted the towel giving me a glimpse of her pussy. It was the first pussy I saw of a matured woman, I had seen my cousing sister peeing and often disliked the way girls urinate. A triangle with a stroke in middle, urine splashing all over the thighs legs the triangle itself as if from some underworld making a mess everywhere. Comparing to my way of pissing taking my small penis in hand and I could pee direct, sideways in any direction without any mess. I could write my name on compound walls using the piss stream, in italics, bold, Times new Roman or courier new as I please and girls could never do that! I was stunned at the fortune, a glimpse lasted for a few seconds, what did I see? Devi had a black string with a small locket hanging from it around her midriff. Her pussy was indeed a triangle like my cousin's, but there were tiny curly hairs on that, still it was a triangle with no protrudings like men, a deep dark channel in its middle,and aside the triangle two ivory pillars called her thighs!! I thought my head would spin and my penis would explode. Then she turned away from me and the show was over. I started soaping moving to the gents corner sitting on the step. When I had done my body I gave a special attention to my pubic region. I had no pubic hair, just a three inch penis with foreskin. When I had soaped the pubis I could not stop lathering there. I kept on soaping there and it became like shaving lather applied full of thick lather, the vision of the bushy triangle I had just seen, Devi's bushy armpits etc was exciting me I could not stop lathering, then I felt something exploding from there, I felt I was going unconscious, I felt like I was drowned, my towel had been dropped on the step, I was naked alone with a pubis fully lathered. Then I heard, "Hello, learnt swimming very well didnt you?". I was shocked and I grabbed the towel from the step and jumped into the water in one sudden splash. When I came to surface after a full dip about two minutes I saw it was none other than my swimming coach Papa. Did he know what I was doing? Actually what happened to me? I wondered. But he did not seem aware of anything, I saw Devi gathering her clothes and leaving the pond. I too dried myself and went home. I got enough scolding from my mother that day as it was 1.30 p.m 3 hours did I spent at the pond and my eyes were brick red. She commanded me not to take more than one hour from thereon for swimming. The next day I reached pond in the speculated time, Devi had just been disrobing her blouse. I begged silently for another view of her secrets. That day she indeed was generous and gave me a flash of her pussy three to four times. Then we heard the steps of an intruder, it was Papa. I cursed him for his untimely arrival, Devi acted modest and began more conservative. She dipped into the pond and Papa too joined me in the pond. He talked about a new film he saw and started telling the story to me, it looked as if Devi too was enjoying his story telling. She smiled when he said the jokes in the film, but I was not in a mood to enjoy the slapstick jokes, I was praying God to send Papa away and Devi take more time to soap on that day. Devi emerged from the water like mermaid and started soaping her boobs after displaying a fine view of her bushy armpits as per usual schedule. I looked at Papa, and he was dipping in the water and counting the time how much he could spend under water, a game everyone enjoyed when alone in a pond. I was happy that Papa didn't seem interested in watching, and Devi did not mind Papa's presence too. She was soaping her buttocks, lifting her towel from behind and that day i could see the anus hole and more than that. There were a lot of hair around her anus, which shrinked when soaped. I didnt pay attention to Papa and was concentrated fully on Devi's bath. Then a hand caught my penis from water, it was rock hard and I was stunned. I saw Papa's head near me once again disappearing to another dip. But Papa did not take his had away from me. He was catching my penis and was peeling its foreskin back. To my astonishment I saw the foreskin moving back causing a silent pain. The foreskin was completely moved back and I could see my tip of penis coated with a white sticky substance. Papa cleaned the top using her fingers by that time Devi had finished her soaping and again dipped herself into the pond. This time she gave me an acklowledged smile as it was evident that I had been peeping at her and she did not mind it. She might have guessed that I had an erection perhaps my first erection and I was waiting for her to disappear so that my erection would not be seen by her. She returned earlier than her usual schedule on that day. So I and Papa were alone in the pond. Papa came again to top and when he saw Devi had gone and none was around, he put my hand and placed it on his phallus. It was a 9 inch phallus I never imagined men would have such big and firm tools. I felt it had no foreskin as I had and the head of it was like an eel fish, slippery and so smooth, well rounded. I grabbed it and that was what I knew about it. He then placed his hand on mine and tried to move it to and fro on his big tool. I did like that still he was not pleased. He dived again to water and I was relieved so that I did not have to grab his penis any more. He came under water and took my small penis in his mouth. He began to suck my penis under water. It was smaller after Devi had gone, but his lips made it again bigger. He kept on sucking it under water and occasionally he would apply pressure to my balls too. I was afraid of his intentions. Then I felt the same feeling of drowsiness which I earlier experiecned when soaped my penis. I again vibrated in an unknown spasm. Some fluid came from my penis I felt. Papa guessed immediately that I had achieved an orgasm. Without loosing any time he came out of water. He looked around and again grabbed my hand on his phallus. We were standing in about 4 feet water and anyone who made a surprise appearance could see what I was doing. But Papa insisted me to shake his big phallus. He wanted me to look at it, in the clear water I saw how big it was and a lot of hair were there at its roots. When I moved my fingers around it and still Papa did not get the thrill he required, he slipped away from me and joined me this time just behind me. He grabbed me like when he gave the swimming lessons and lifted me like frog, he removed the small towel I was wearing and threw it away to the shore. He lifted me once again and placed just on his phallus. I felt I was sitting on a big iron rod, but soon he moved me to and fro and his big phallus moved between my thighs. He asked me to keep my legs together and started moving his phallus between my thighs. I felt shivered and was afraid of any onlookers. Papa's nuts cracked in my ass and I could feel his balls hitting my soft buttocks. Then I saw a groups of fishes appearing from nowhere and eagerly swallowing a white substance appeared in front of me as if from plasma. I did not understand what really happened but Papa moved away from me. I jumped out of water naked and dried myself and ran to home. The next day also Papa came about 12 p.m. when Devi had just soaped her ass and pussy. That day Devi was generous and she purposefully applied soap to her face and allowed me to see her pussy since the towel was out of place somehow. As soon as Papa appeared on the scene she did a hurry drying and was gone. She suspected that Papa came purposefully to see her nudity. Then Papa again repeated the same routine first he sucked my penis, then he made me to masturbate him, and finally he came while his rod was moving between my legs. My school Anniversary came next month. There were night programmes and I was roaming here and there freely. When I was standing watching a girl dance, someone was standing just before me. I could not see who he was but someone unhooked my knickers in the crowd and lifted me to sit on that guys lap. When the familiar phallus was inserted between my legs I knew who it was, it was same Papa. When the dance was over he asked me to go with him. I obligued he bought me an ice cream and in the dark he took me to an upper lonely side of school verandah. He unlatched a window and entered in a class room through it and I too followed. He put three benches together and asked me to lay there. When I lay there he too joined me and started kissing me. I felt repulsive with his kisses, I was a boy and he was kissing me like a girl. Then he removed my shirt and knickers. I was naked. I was pressed firmly to the benches and the brute Papa was lying on top of me. Poor me carrying the heavy load of him. He was sucking at my nipples and he was pressing my chest. I felt I was Devi and it was me lying on top pressing the boobs. But Devi had abundant breasts and I had only a flat chest. Then Papa inserted his big phallus just touching my balls and began to move his phallus between my thighs. He asked me to hold his thick phallus tight and in position by adjusting my thighs. He moved like a mad ox on me and after fifteen minutes he shoot a thick stream of gum from his phallus all over my midriff, penis,navel etc. He then masturbated me using his fingers. He was holding my penis like a cigar, but he knew very well to make me excited and come in a few minutes. "How was it?", he asked. "Good". "I saw you doing it when I came to the pond. You did it seeing that Devi, isnt it?" Papa asked, "Yes", I admitted. "Okay, now do it for me", Papa said. "Again?, you just spit that milk from your phallus", I wondered. "It will come again, you now take my phallus in your mouth, as I did in water", Papa asked. "No!! I dont do such a thing", I said. "Obey me, else I will tell your dad about your bathing". I had no other way, he stood up and made his cock big by rubbing it with his palms. He shoved the big tool into my reluctant mouth. I began to suck his phallus. What was I doing, if someone catch me there. But there was no escape, Papa was brutally fucking into my mouth, he did not allow me to move my head away. When he came my mouth was full of a soup like substance. It had smell of raw ladies' finger. I tried to spit it. "If you spit it out, I will kill you", Papa told me. I drank his semen without any objection. The programmes were going on, but Papa was not allowing me to go back. He was cuddling me, I lay in his embrace. He was feeling my chest, nipples and was kissing me all over like a girl. I felt very ashamed of my condition. I was ticklish too. "Papa, I want to go, please ", I asked. "I have some more tricks to show you, we will go when music night starts", he was biting my ears now. He kissed me on my lips, he gave a load of spit into my mouth. I had to drink his spit too. He then spit again this time into his palm. He applied the spit on my buttocks, what a rougue, I thought, ugly fellow. But there was no one to rescue me, we were alone in an abandoned school building. I felt his big phallus again taking shape of big iron rod. So once again he would spend it between my legs, I guessed. But he kept on hugging me and he rolled me over. He began to kiss my neck and shoulder bones, it was ticklish. I got another erection too,I could not believe it. Papa was spreading my buttocks everytime spitting on buttocks and then he asked me to spit into his hands. I was glad to spit at him, I spat a generous amount of phelgm and saliva into his hands. At the next instant he took his hand full of my spit directly to my rectum and rubbed it. He used the phelgm as a lubricant and applied it into my rectum, he was inserting a finger into my rectum. What was his new trick, I had no clue. Then he inserted one more finger into my rectum, it was easy for his because of my own phelgm. Then he spread my buttocks again and put the tip of his big tool just to the opening of my rectum. Before I could understand his aim, he inserted the top of his prick into my rectum with an unexpected push. My God!, I felt stars appearing in my brain, what a pain, I tried to shake away that brute, but his weight failed me, he was inserting his big phallus into my rectum. "Ooohh! AhhhhhA I cannnnn't " I cried. "Stop Papa" I begged. He licked my neck and pinched my nipples with brutal force and speed, somehow his phallus was half buried into my rectum then. The pain was reducing, I could accomodate his big phallus in my anus. He broke my anal cherry. He then began to move. He was taking out and again inserting back but without taking his phallus out of rectum. He knew he might not able to put it back if it was taken out. I felt pain, but it was sufferable. Then he began moving faster in rythm, I just lay still. After about ten minutes I felt a spray inside my rectum. Papa came for the third time in that night. He remained still on me for about twenty minutes more. Then he popped out his flacid penis from my rectum. I was relieved. "You want to do it in my ass", Papa asked. "No, I dont need", I said. I couldn't , because I had come again when he fucked me in my ass. But I did not reveal this to Papa. Then I dressed. Papa opened the window and helped me to came out. There was no one around. Papa took me to the school ground. The music night had started. I did not see it. I went home and when I reached there I straight away went to bath room. I did a shit and felt some pain in my rectum. I waked up my mom and slept till morning. It was my first experience in homosexuality.