Date: Tue, 18 Nov 2008 15:14:12 +0000 (GMT)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Adult Swimming Classes

When I left school, I still couldn't swim, so my mother decided I should
attend Adult Swimming Classes. When I arrived for the first lesson, I was
amazed at the ages. It was almost all men, and middled aged onwards, me
being the youngest. I was very nervous and the instructor suggested we pair
up and hold hands. I took the hand of a chubby middle-aged man and gave it
a squeeze. He smiled at me and said hello. As we listened to the instructor
telling us about the course, it was explained that the pairings would be
permanent. My new friend squeezed my hand and pulled me to him, slipping
his arm around my waist under the water, where no-one could see. "You don't
mind that, do you?" he asked. My nervousness was easing with his arm around
me, and I found myself easing my arm around his waist and whispering "No
not at all".

We were told to start learning our leg movements with one person holding
onto the edge, while the other lifted and supported by using both hands
under the tummy. "You go first" he said and let me grip the rail, before
slipping his hands down under the water and touching my tummy. It felt nice
as he slowly lifted me to the horizontal position. The instructor went
along the line grabing hold of ankles and demonstrating the breast stroke
leg action, then shouted for us to have a go.

As I began to do the leg movements, my new friend said how well I was
doing, and pretended to let go of me.

"Oh please don't let go" I pleaded nervously. "Only joking" he whispered,
and I felt both his hands begin to support me again, but this time slightly
differently. As he held me, one of his hands cupped me fully over the bulge
in my trunks, then slid quickly up onto my tummy. "Sorry about that" he
whispered very softly. I didn't mind, I hadn't been touched there, since I
was at school, when I let other boys play with me under the desk or in the
showers. I loved it and liked seeing them in and out of their underpants,
and touching them as well.

I suddenly realised that I missed all that tenderness. I smiled at him and
mouthed "That's ok, no-one can see ". He smiled back, and I felt his hand
sliding back down onto the front of my trunks, where he squeezed me gently
and just left his hand there.

It felt so nice and naughty, just like being back in school. Someones hand
on my cock, buy no-one able to see it.

All too soon we were told to change over, OOhhh dare I?

He held onto the rail and I slipped my hands under his middle, and lifted.
As his bottom came to the surface, I saw that he was wearing brief but
baggy swimming shorts that didn't seem to have an inner lining, as the legs
were rising up and exposing a little bottom cheek. As he began the leg
kicks, I eased my hand slowly downwards until I felt the waistband. The
drawstring that would usually be tied to prevent then falling down, was
undone and hanging down in the water. Because I was supporting him and
pushing upwards, my fingertips accidentally slipped under the waistband. I
stopped my hand and waited, praising him on his leg strokes, and waiting
for a sign. "Thankyou" he mouthed silently "That feels nice" I wasn't sure
if that was the signal to continue, but I pushed my hand slightly further
inside his shorts to find out. He didn't object, so I pushed it in still
futher untill all of my hand was inside, then OOOhhhhhh what's that. I felt
something, then again. Inside the baggy shorts, his cock had plenty of room
to waft around, and was brushing against my hand. As it brushed against me
again, I quickly made my hand into a cup and held it to his body.

Oh, I squeezed and fondled it. I hadn't done anything like this for 2 years
or more, but it felt as good as I remembered. Again the instructor said to
change over. "What a shme" my new friend said as I pulled my hand from his
shorts. I nodded and smiled. Just before I gripped the rail, I quickly
reached down to my tight little trunks, and undid the double hook fasteners
at the front, then holding onto the rail, I waited for his hands.

There they were, and I was being lifted to the surface with one hand, but
then OOOhhh the second slid into my trunks and took hold of my cock.. Oh it
felt so lovely. In seconds he was playing with me and my cock was
stiffening. Soon the lesson was over and as my feet touched the bottom, he
was carressing my bottom cheeks. We were asked to stand one behind the
other, to listen to next weeks lesson. He pushed himself up behind me
pressed his cock to my bottom. It was stiff. I fastened my trunks and in
seconds we were getting out of the water. We all collected our baskets of
clothes and headed for the changing rooms, but instead of using cubicle
with the others, he whispered for me to follow him. I did, and we ended up
in a family cubicle at the far end, out of sight. After he had pulled the
blue modesty curtain fully across, he turned and pulled his shorts down to
his ankles and stepped out of them. What a gorgeous sight, my first naked
man. He stepped over to me and, after I had undone them, he pulled my
trunks down to the floor, and kneeling in front of me, began to kiss my
cock.More kisses, then OOhh he put his lips around it. I had only heard
about this, but now I was feeling it. After a few seconds he got up, sat on
the little seat and patted his knee. As I sat on it, he put his arm around
me, pulled me to him and kissed me on the lips. My arms went around his
neck. More kisses. I reached down for his cock and began to wank him, as he
did the same to me. Between kisses, we'd look down, Oh what a lovely
sight. Soon after I felt his tongue in my mouth, I started to cum. We
looked down, and then he stared to cum. Lovely white cum splattering on the
wet floor. Everyone had gone by the time we came out of the cubicle. Roll
on the next lesson, I thought