Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2011 07:14:35 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: College Teacher. Chapter Two.

   I was woken up by a bang on my door and heard a voice call out that tea
was up. I looked at my bedside clock and saw that it was seven o'clock. I
got up and put on a dressing gown and went out into the sitting room to
find a pot of tea and two cups, milk and sugar on a tray on a desk. This
was nice I thought and poured myself a cup as Kit came out of his room.
   `Good morning. Lovely day it looks like,' he said as he poured out his
tea. `Are you coming out to the site after breakfast?'
   `Not this morning. I've still got to finish the Professor's notes and
prepare my own schedule,' I replied.
   `School doesn't start for another four weeks!' he said.
   `I know, but I'd rather be in front than behind.' He gave a snigger at
what I said and didn't realise the way that he'd interpreted my remark
until later.
   `We're opening the sluice gates this morning,' he said enigmatically,
and left it at that as he went back into his room to get dressed.
   I got dressed too and we went down for breakfast, after which, he
collared two of the boys down the hall before he left and I went back to
our rooms to prepare my notes. Our sitting room faced south and even with
the windows open, it was stifling hot as I worked and was glad when he
breezed in saying that it was lunch time.
   `Is it always that hot in our rooms?' I asked as we sat down at the
dining table in the hall.
   `Yes. That's why I stay out as much as possible. Why don't you come and
look at our camp site this afternoon. Get out into the fresh air and you'll
be surprised at what we've done in just two weeks.' So I agreed and he was
all smiles then and after our meal he led the way, crossing the playing
fields towards the trees that were at the far end.
   `These woods are out of bounds to the students and can only come in them
when in the company of a teacher. And then it's only five at a time,' he
said as we walked across the fields and entered the coolness of the
wood. It was only about five minutes before we came to a clearing where
there was a big tent erected. Off to the left was what looked like an
outside privy and over to the right was the river Pax, but with a
difference. For between us and the river was a long large ditch that was
filling up with water. It was about sixty yards long and about twenty five
across creating an island between us and the river.
   `This is my piece de résistance. I've created a safe swimming hole. I
put my plan before the Dean who agreed with it on principle but said that
he couldn't fund the project, so I did. I got a digger in and had the whole
thing scooped out to a depth of about four foot and had a carpenter fix up
the sluices. Come, let me show you.' He led me off to one end where I saw
that he'd dug a small channel from the river to feed into his pool and that
it had two sturdy posts either side with boards that slotted in to control
the flow. `When it's full, I can either let the river flow through to go
out the other end or close it off with this other board which slots in to
stop it. The boys are digging out the other end which would be the
outlet. So I can dam it up when I want to and let the sun heat it up and,
voila, we have a safe swimming pool.'
   `Sir!' called out one of the boys from the other end. `The water's
through.'
   `Oh good. The channel's now open at the other end,' he said to me and
then called back to the boys. `Okay. Take out the top two boards.'  They
did this and water began to flow in from the other end. `That will increase
the level and I reckon in about two hours it would be the same level as the
river. So if you're still hot this evening, we could have a swim,' he said
with a laugh. He then pointed out a large tree that had a sturdy branch
that hung well out over this pond and said that he was going to fix a rope
to the branch so that the boys could swing out and drop into the water. He
was in the process of having a platform made for them to be high enough up
off the ground to get a good swing out.
   He explained that the big tent he'd left up to hold all that was needed
for a weekend, including two other tents, one of which would be for the
boys and he hoped that I would help him and that the other tent could then
be used. He had planned to make them erect their own but thought that it
would take them too long on a Friday evening, so he would get them erected
before the start of the term. Two circular sets of stones which were for
the fires for their cooking and one big one for their camp fire.
   He produced from an ice box in the tent, two beers which we popped open
and sat outside to drink and watched the two boys clearing the exit channel
of the pond. They gave up as the water was now hampering their efforts and
so they stood and watched as the flow entered from their end and the pond
was rapidly filling up. Kit went back into the tent and brought out four
more beers. He called out to the boys.
   `Here, come and have these,' and they came over and gratefully accepted
a can of beer each. `Now you didn't get these from me, okay?'
   `Yes sir Mr Carson. No sir Mr Carson,' they said differently with big
grins on their faces and went off to drink their beer.
   `They deserved that,' he said as he popped another can for us both and
we lazed in the sun and drank. We talked of our academic progress that led
us to be at the college as teachers though he came from the college that
we, from ours, never referred to by name, just calling it that other place
of learning. I think he was suitably impressed when he learned that I'd had
a book published and promised to read it one day.
   Soon it was time to go and get dressed for dinner and he called out to
the two boys to knock off for the day and thanked them for their
efforts. They dropped their empty cans into the litter bin by the tent and
went off and we followed them.
   `These woods are out of bounds to all students unless accompanied by a
teacher and then it's only five per teacher as I`ve already mentioned, so
you can see why I'd like you to help so that we can have ten of them here
at the weekends. It'll be great fun for all then,' he said.
   It was after our shower, dressed and having supper in the hall that I
said that I would help him over the weekends. He was delighted and told me
of all the games and ideas that he'd come up with. He was still talking
when we went back up to our rooms and he suggested that we went off to the
woods to see if the pool had filled and then we could have a swim. When I
remarked that I didn't have a costume he laughed and said who would need
one? There wasn't anybody going to be there to see us, beside, the boys
would be swimming naked anyway when it came down to it.
   So all we took with us was a towel each and went off to the camp in the
woods. As he had predicted, the pool was full and so he went to both ends
and stopped the flow both in and out by placing more boards in their slots.
   `We'll leave it like that for a few days and then remove the boards to
get a change of water or it will stagnate and we can't have that,' he said
when he returned to the tent, and then immediately took off all his
clothes.
   As a boy in school I had often been naked with the others in the showers
but this was the first time that I'd seen a fully grown man naked and was a
bit shy at actually revealing myself to another. He didn't seem to have any
inhibitions in this and I don't really know if he knew I took notice of the
tackle between his legs and was relieved to see that we wasn't any bigger
than me in that department. He stood in the entrance of the tent to wait
for me to finish undressing and I did notice that he looked to see what I
had got between my legs before he turned and walked off to the pool. I
followed him, watching the cheeks of his bum move as he moved and wondered
if mine moved in the same way. His lower body was quite pale from lack of
sunlight and I supposed that mine looked the same except being an all over
white.
   He didn't hesitate at the water's edge but did a shallow dive straight
away and was soon back on the surface and turned and looked at me as he
stood up.
   `It's a bit shallow for diving, but it will do though the water is a bit
cold at the moment,' he said, shaking the water from his eyes and hair as
he spoke. So I did a short run and jumped in and he was right for it was
cold, but very refreshing. I surfaced gasping and turned but he was already
swimming down to one end and so I followed. I'd already seen his sturdy
thighs and knew that he was a real swimmer, unlike me, and so he was able
to reach the end and begin the return before I was even halfway there.
   We stayed in the pool for an hour before climbing out and laying down on
the grass in the evening sunlight to dry off. I noticed that his cock had
shrivelled up somewhat like mine due to the coldness of the water. He
talked again of his plans for the boys as we lay there in the last of the
sunlight and didn't have any objections when he said that it would be a
good idea for us to spend the night in the tent for me to get a feel of
it. On reflection, I should have read that remark two ways, but I agreed
and so with darkness falling we went into the tent still naked and sat down
and drank a couple of beers before he turned off the hurricane light.
   We didn't have sleeping bags, just blankets to lie on though these did
cover inflatable mattresses, but because of the other paraphernalia in
there, we lay rather close to each other and went to sleep.