Date: Tue, 01 Jun 2021 21:20:11 +0000 From: Roron Subject: Learning at Swimming It was Chris's first swimming lesson at his new school. The school had its own indoor pool and his class had swimming on the timetable once a week. He had already become used to all the different systems in the school, even though he had been there for less than a week. The teacher, Mr Walker, told them to go into the changing rooms but not get changed as he needed to have a chat with them. The twenty boys all sat on the benches in the changing room and Mr Walker went through all the standard rules like not running on the poolside and no bombing, but then he added one unexpected rule. He said that at this school everyone swam in the pool naked. He said it made sense as it meant they were only carrying around a wet towel around school afterwards and not wet swimming trunks as well. He said that as it was an all-boys school there wouldn't be any embarrassment. Chris looked round at some of his new friends and could see that they were not necessarily agreeing with this last comment, but they knew they could do nothing about it. It was 1966 and pupils were not encouraged to question school procedures. They were told to change and go and sit on the benches at the side of the pool. The lesson went well and almost all the boys forgot they were naked as they got involved with the activities. At the end of the lesson Mr Walker said that they all had to shower, especially as it would not be good if they smelt of chlorine for the rest of the day. The showers were communal ones, with no privacy between the shower heads, but nobody worried about that as this arrangement was common in the showers at that time. This carried on for the whole year and when Chris and his friends returned as thirteen year olds at the start of the next year they were pleased to see that they had swimming on the timetable again, as the last lesson of the day. At the end of one session early on in the term while they were drying themselves, one of Chris's friends, Ian, leant over and started feeling him. He put a hand round Chris's penis and moved it around and then went to his balls, checking each testicle in turn. Ian asked if Chris liked what he was doing and, not really knowing what was happening, smiled at him. "You can do it to me if you like" Ian said. Chris wasn't particularly interested, but cupped Ian's equipment in his hand and moved it around a bit. One of the other boys saw what was happening and commented to Chris "Hey, I see what you're doing to Ian, and your dick has got big as well." Chris wasn't sure what he was talking about, but Ian responded that Jon's dick had got hard and nobody had felt him. When Chris got home he thought about what had happened in the changing room. He'd enjoyed Ian touching his gear and it was nice feeling the squelchiness of his stuff as well. He wasn't sure about what was said about getting hard, although he did see that Jon had a big one. Perhaps he would play a bit with his own dick when he went for a shower before bed. So, in the shower he moved his dick around with his hand and got a nice feeling in his stomach. He played with each of his balls in turn, just like Ian had. This was good. He put his fingers around the top of his dick and gently squeezed and released. He was getting more exciting feelings. He put his dick between each of his palms and rubbed them backwards and forwards. These feelings were becoming brilliant. He experimented with how fast he rubbed his hands together and changing the amount of pressure on his dick. He was getting some really fantastic feelings as he felt his foreskin rubbing on the tip. Suddenly he yelped, there was a climax in what he felt (how appropriate...) and some liquid spurted out of his dick. He had no idea what had happened, but it was fantastic. This stuff was clear, so it wasn't pee. He caught some dribble from his slit and felt that it was sticky. Was that supposed to happen? Had he broken his cock? Would he ever pee again through it? All these questions he thought, but didn't have answers. One thing he was sure about was that he was going to do this again. Chris was a bit embarrassed to ask about what had happened to him, but he was looking forward to the next swimming lesson. He was hoping that someone, preferably Ian, would feel him again. Nothing happened that week, but he did notice that somehow Jon's dick was smaller and didn't stick out straight anymore. In the meantime Chris was enjoying his times in the shower at home, getting more experienced in how to get the tingly feeling and loving his dick's spurting. He found if he was thinking about other boys' dicks he would get to the exciting bit quicker. The following week after swimming Jon's dick was poking out straight away from his body again and Chris plucked up courage to ask him about it. "Hey, Jon, I can see your dick is big and long now, but it was different last week. What happened?" Jon gave it a few tugs. "Do you like it like this? I do. I like that the tip just comes out when I'm hard but is hidden by the skin when I'm soft." "Oh, yes. I hadn't noticed that. It looks very good like that to me. But why does it change size?" "I suppose it goes like this when I'm feeling sexy. It often gets hard when I see lots of naked bodies, like when we have Swimming or Games. And it always gets hard when I wank." "What's that? I don't know what that is." "Jon looked around and saw that most of the boys had left already. "I don't know how many in our class know about this, but it's really good." His right hand went to his shaft and he started rubbing it up and down. "Come on, why don't you try it?" "Oh, I do something like that, but I rub the other way." He demonstrated a few times. "I'll do it your way now." He started rubbing his cock up and down the shaft slowly, in time with Jon. "Do you get sticky stuff out later? I do. Is it OK?" "Wow, yes. So you do wank, even if you didn't know what it is called. That's brilliant. Do you know of other boys who it in our class?" "I didn't even know you did it until a few minutes ago. I wonder if Ian does it. He felt me a couple of weeks ago." "He felt you first? I only saw you doing him. It's what got me hard. Look – you are hard now you've been pumping it." Chris saw his dick was pointing out; he guessed he just hadn't noticed it before. "Can I see your sticky stuff?" asked Chris. Jon checked the changing room – it was now empty. "OK" he grinned. " but I want to see yours too." They both carried on pumping, getting more involved in their own feelings. Chris came first, with a couple of strong spurts of clear liquid and dribbles down his shaft. Then Jon grunted and out shot streams of off-white goo. You couldn't say it had the full body of proper cum, but it was getting there. "I loved you spurting!" enthused Chris. "And it's different to mine. We'd better clear up – it's getting late." "Let's just leave our spunk and give whoever finds it a surprise!" So they left the juice where it had erupted and cleaned their dicks by wiping them on the changing room benches. They put their uniforms back on just as Mr Williams came to check the room. "You OK lads?" "Yes thanks, Sir." When they got outside they both wondered whether he would find the cum. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Please let me know if you think I should continue the story, and maybe suggest what else should happen. Chris has still got a lot of things to learn! 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