Date: Sat, 09 Jun 2012 00:12:30 -0700 From: Zyngaru Subject: Swimming Lessons 3 Info: This is the third chapter to my story. Even though this chapter is a stand-alone story, if you haven't read the first parts, then you might want to begin there. Disclaimer: This story is totally fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is completely coincidental. There is minor sexual content in this story. There is lots of nudity between boys and the natural condition that nudity brings about. If nudity offends you, then do not read this story. But if you are interested in innocence in the life of boys then enjoy my little story. If you wish to give feedback, my email is zyngaru@ml1.net I am interested in what you think about my stories and appreciate all who email. Swimming Lessons 3 Friday, I can't wait to get to the Y.M.C.A. I ride as fast as I can. It's not long before I am locking my bike to the bike rack and checking in at the desk. When I go into the locker-room, I look down each row of lockers and can't see the guys. So I just pick a row with no one in it. Picking a random locker, I throw my books inside and start taking my shoes off. As I throw my shoes and socks in the locker I hear, "Hey Jimmy." Looking down the row, I see both Joey and Kevin coming towards me. "Boy, you got here fast today." Kevin says to me. "Ya, I was in a hurry to get here and have fun." I tell him. "Well you could have waited for us before you started getting undressed." Joey says as I am taking my shirt off. "Well, I didn't know me getting undressed before you got here was a big deal?" I tell him. "Well it is." Says Kevin. "Ya, we're the Three Musketeers." Says Joey. "Which means we're supposed to do everything together." Continues Kevin. "Oh Ok." I say to both of them. "For now on, I'll wait for you guys." I say, as I stop unbuckling my pants. So, I stand there with my pants, half-undone, waiting for my two friends to catch up with me. "Ok, we're all ready to take our pants off." Kevin announces. So, I go back to un-zipping my pants and pulling them down and off. Today I am wearing my usual white Fruit of the Looms, but both Kevin and Joey have on Superman briefs. "Jimmy, you got to wear hero underwear like us, so we can be alike." Kevin tells me. "Ya." Chimes in Joey, in agreement. "Sorry guys but I don't have any." I tell them both. "You don't have any Superman briefs?" Joey says in total astonishment. "Nope." I say. "I don't even think they make them to fit me anymore." I continue. With that we all pull our underwear down and off, put them in our locker, close it and head for the man in the window to turn in our keys and cards. Showering is fun as always. Me soaping them up, and them, soaping me up. After rinsing, we wait for the door to open before going in and sitting at the edge of the pool. Once our instructor is naked and in the pool he tells us, "Ok, everyone in the pool." Once we are all in the pool and have dunked underwater to get all wet, he continues, "Today we are going to work on breathing. The leg kicks you did last lesson is only half of swimming. The other half is breathing and stroking. Jimmy, come over here and we will demonstrate how to do this lesson." I wade over to my instructor and stand facing him. "Ok, this is what you will do. You are going to pair up for this lesson. One will hold the other while he practices his strokes and then switch off." "Now Jimmy is going to be the one practicing." "First Jimmy, turn so you are sideways to me." "Can everyone see." He asks. "Yes sir." Everyone replies. While he is giving instructions, it dawns on me that my instructor is going to be holding my pecker and I'm going to get a boner with everyone watching and with him holding it. I start to get really nervous as this realization takes hold of me. "Now, I'm going to place one hand of Jimmy's chest like this." "Do you all see how I am doing this?" He asks. "Yes sir." Come their replies. "Then Jimmy is going to slowly lean into my hand, like this." I start to lean forward. "As Jimmy leans forward his feet are going to begin to lift off the floor of the pool, so I am going to place my other hand right here between his legs, like this." He says, as I feel him touching my pecker. "Can everyone see." He asks. "Not really." I hear from some of the boys. "Your hand is underwater and we can't see where you are holding him." I hear from some other boys. "Ok. Go ahead and stand back up on your own Jimmy." He tells me. "Let's see. Ok, I got it." He says, as he wades over to the side of the pool and climbs out. "Jimmy come on up here." He tells me. I start wading over to the edge of the pool, thinking, what is he going to do now? "Ok, Jimmy and I will demonstrate this lesson here on the pool deck. He doesn't weight too much, so I will be able to hold him up. You all won't have to worry about weight in the water, because the water compensates for differing weights." He explains, as I realize that now I am going to be in full view of everyone. "Ok Jimmy, back into position, if you please." He says, as I stand sideways to him and he puts his hand on my chest. "You all remember? Put one hand on your partner's chest like this." "Then he will lean into your hand like this." "Go ahead and lean into my hand Jimmy." He tells me. "Ok, now can everyone see?" He asks. "Yes sir." Everyone says. "Ok, Jimmy go up on your tiptoes like your feet are coming off the bottom of the pool." He tells me. "Now as your partner starts to lift off the bottom of the pool, like Jimmy is demonstrating here." "Put your other hand here, to balance him." He says as he puts his hand right on my pecker in front of everyone. "Now can everyone see where to put your other hand?" He asks. "Yes sir." I hear everyone say while they are giggling. "Then lift them up like this." And before I know what happened, my instructor just lifted me right off the pool deck and I am laying straight out in front of him. "Does everyone see how I have Jimmy held up?" "Yes sir." They all say. "Now Jimmy is going to practice his stokes. Go ahead Jimmy and swing out with your arms and turn your head to breathe." He instructs me. I begin doing what he is telling me to do, the whole time, I am trying to will my pecker to stay soft. "Does everyone see how Jimmy is practicing his strokes." He asks. "Yes sir." They reply. "This is how you will do it. When the one practicing gets tired, then you will switch places." "You do that like this." He slowly lowers my legs back to the ground and pulls my chest back to an upright position. When he removes his hand from my pecker, there it is, for all to see, my boner is sticking straight up to the sky. I hear laughing from everyone. "Ok. Ok." My instructor says, as slowly the guys stop laughing. "Yes, you will all, probably get an erection like Jimmy here." "It is normal and expected." He tells them. "Ok, partner up and start your lesson." He tells them as they begin picking a partner and start practicing. My instructor says to me, "Jimmy, I hope I didn't embarrass you too much? With you being the oldest in the class, and that you have been doing this lesson with other boys, I thought, you would be the best to do the demonstration with." "None of these boys are going to tease you. They all look up to you." He continues. "So if you get an erection and you are ok showing it to them, then they know it's ok if they get one." "Can you understand that?" He asks me. "Yes sir, but its still embarrassing." I tell him. "I know Jimmy, but hopefully you will get to where you are comfortable with other guys seeing you with an erection as well as them." "But for now, look at them. See how they are having fun with it?" I look and I see boys laughing with each other as they hold each other's boners. None of them are scared or uncomfortable in any way. "Wow!" I say. "I did that?" I ask. "Yes Jimmy. You did that." "You being open with showing your erection made it possible for them to have fun with it." He tells me. "WOW!" Is all I can say back. "Looks like everyone is paired up even except for you." He says to me. "If you are ok with it, I'll hold you, so you can practice?" He asks. "I guess so." I tell him. So we both get in the water and I stand sideways in front of him again, and he lifts me up, holding me by chest and pecker. I start to do my practicing and get a full on boner in no time. He holds me up and never says anything about my boner, but I feel good about it, now that he gave me praise for being so open with showing it to the other guys. I keep right on practicing while he holds my boner. Before I know it, he is raising me back up to my feet, our swim lesson is over for the day. He sends me over to the other boys, as he gets out of the pool to open the door for free swim. I look around and see little boners all over the place underwater and no one is trying to hide it. "Ok, everyone out of the pool and sit on the edge." He tells us. As we all get out, I still have my boner along with quite a few of the other boys. I think about covering mine up, but then remember what my instructor told me, about how comfortable I made the other boys feel about their boners, so I just let mine stick up. When I look over to Kevin, I am shocked. He has a huge boner. It's skinny, not fat like Ian's, but very long. Sort of like what a pencil would look like sticking up between his legs. His boner is undoubtedly the biggest boner of all of us. As the men and older boys file in for open swim and take a seat along the pool, I can't help but notice them looking over at us, sitting showing off our boners. I see Ian and Jacob, both looking at me with my boner sticking up and both of them are smiling. Then the whistle blows and its free swim time. Both Ian and Jacob swim towards Kevin, Joey and me. "Hey guys." Jacob says as he gets to us. "Hi, Jimmy." Ian tells me. "Hi." I say back to both of them. "Ok? Why the boners?" Jacob asks. "Cause we was practicing our strokes." Kevin replies first. "Your strokes?" Jacob asks smiling. "I think he means his rhythmic breathing strokes." Ian says quickly. "Oh. I thought something else." Jacob says. "What?" Joey asks. "Never mind." Both Ian and me say together. "Are we going to play sharks?" I hear from behind me, as some of the other boys from swim class come over, when they see Jacob here. "I'm all for it." I say. "Me too." Both Joey and Kevin chime in. "We've been practicing enough for today. Time to have some fun." I say. "I'll be a shark." Jacob volunteers, to everyone's agreement. "Me too." Says Ian. "How about you Jimmy?" Ian asks. "I'd like to be a minnow for a change." I say. "Minnow it is then." He says. "Game on." Jacob announces as all us minnows scatter. For the next hour, I and all the other boys, get our little peckers grabbed by first Ian and then Jacob and then Ian again. On and on the game goes for the entire free swim. None of us getting tired of getting our peckers grabbed and evidently neither Ian or Jacob getting tired of grabbing them. But then the whistle blows and free swim is over and its time for us to get out of the pool and go home. Us Three Musketeers climb out of the pool together and go to the showers. "Hey Jimmy, wait up." I hear from behind me. It's Jacob walking my way. We all stop so he can catch up with us. "Just wanted to tell you guys, I had fun playing sharks with you." He tells us as we all get in the showers. "I had fun to." I tell him and both Joey and Kevin say their own agreements. Jacob gets a bar of soap and asks, "Anyone need to be soaped up?" "Me. Me. Me." All three of us say together. Jacob starts soaping me up first and then Joey and then Kevin and then back to me for more. I am covered in suds from head to foot. "Ok, my turn to do you." I tell Jacob. I grab the bar of soap and start soaping him up and down. When I get to his pecker, I soap it real good causing him to get a boner. "That is for all the boners you gave me in the pool, Sharky." I say laughing. The cool thing about Jacob's boner, it is longer and fatter than Ian's. After soaping the rest of him, I go back to his pecker, which is getting soft again, so I soap it more, making him bone up again. "Dude if you rub it any more it's going to shoot you." Jacob tells me. "Really, I want to see." I say excitedly. "Um, not here. Too public." He says seriously. "Ok, my house then." I say jokingly. "Hmmmmmmm, I can do that." He says. "Really? You mean it? I ask unbelievingly. "Sure why not?" He says? "Well mom might not think it a good thing, I bring a strange man home with me, to watch him squirt his pecker." I explain. "Ok, let me think about it some. Go get dressed with your friends, and meet me out in the lobby." He tells me. "Ok, sure." I tell him. So Joey, Kevin and me, leave the showers, get a towel to dry off with, get our keys and cards from the window and go to our lockers. "So what were you and Jacob talking about?" Kevin asks me. "Him coming over to my house." I tell Kevin. "Why? He going to be your babysitter or something?" Joey asks. "Well I never thought about that, but that's not a bad idea." I say. "What about your regular babysitter?" Kevin asks. "I've been telling mom, I don't need a babysitter anymore, but that ain't gone no where. Maybe she would go along with a man babysitter instead of the girl that baby-sits me now." I explain. "I didn't know guys do babysitting?" Joey asks. "I didn't either but why not?" I say. With that we put our underwear, pants, shirts, socks and shoes on and head for the door to leave. When we get out in the lobby, Jacob is already there. I say goodbye to my friends and walk over to Jacob. "Hey Jacob. I thought of something." I say excited. "What?" He asks. "Babysitter." I say. "Babysitter?" He asks back. "Ya. I got this dorky girl that baby-sits me. She's awful. She makes me strip naked and she washes me. It's embarrassing. I'm older now and girls shouldn't be seeing me naked." I say. "So you are suggesting that I be your babysitter? You know you would still have to get naked for a bath." Jacob explains. "Yes, but you're a guy, so it ain't embarrassing to be naked with a guy." I explain to him. "And you think your mom is going to go along with that?" He asks. "Ya. Maybe. Just leave it to me." I say with more surety than I really feel. "Ok, lead the way." He tells me. As we go out the door I say, "My bike is over there." "So is mine." He says. "You ride a bike instead of drive?" I ask. "Well ya. It's easier to use a bike than drive at college." He explains. "Oh. I didn't know that." I tell him. So we ride our bikes to my house. "Just let me do most of the talking, ok?" I tell Jacob as we get to my house. "Ok." Jacob says back. "Mom, I'm home. I got a friend with me." I yell into the house, as we go inside. "Jimmy, you don't need to yell. I'm not deaf." Mom says as she meets us in the living room. "Mom this is Jacob. Jacob this is my mom." I say. "Mrs. Fowler." Mom says. "Hello Mrs. Fowler." "Hello Jacob." "Mom, Jacob is helping me with my swimming. He is also going to college." I say. "Is that so." She says. "Yes, Mrs. Fowler. I'm studying to be a teacher." Jacob tells her. "Mom, remember when I told you that I'm too old for a babysitter." "I was sort of thinking." "You might be right." "Maybe it's best I still have a babysitter." "But since I'm older." "Maybe I could have a man babysitter." "Instead of a girl." "Cause I'm becoming a man now." "So don't you think that a man babysitter would be better?" I say this all as fast as I can, so I don't get stopped before I can put my case out there. "Jacob have you ever babysat boys before?" Mom asks Jacob. That's good. Mom's asking questions. That means she is thinking about it. "Yes ma'am. I baby-sit my two nephews." Jacob answers her. "How old are they?" She asks. "Adam is 8 and Joshua is 6." "Do you baby-sit them or just play with them?" Mom asks. I am really confused with that question, but Jacob seems to understand what she is asking. "I baby-sit them. I make sure they get meals, I give them baths and pray with them at bedtime and put them to bed. I help them with their homework. When they need it, I give them punishment." He explains. "How do you punish them?" Mom asks. "Sometimes they get sent to bed early. Sometimes they get put in the corner. Sometimes they get a whipping. It depends on what they need punishment for." He explains to her. Whoa. Punishment? All I want Jacob to do is, show me how his pecker shoots. Not all this real babysitting stuff. I am thinking, while they hold a conversation that has ignored me being here altogether. "How do you whip them?" Mom asks. I know exactly why she is asking that question. Mom tells all my babysitters to whip my ass good when I act out. She thinks boys need a strong hand. "Well. Mrs. Fowler, I don't know how you punish Jimmy here, but I was brought up that boys need a strong hand or they get lazy and uncontrollable. So I give my nephews a bare ass whipping with my aunts paddle when they need it, and they need it frequently. Boys will be boys, and will stretch boundaries until they break them." He tells her. I can see as he is telling her about whippings that she is satisfied. I'm not of course. The thought of Jacob whipping my bare ass, isn't cheerful at all. "I like how you think." Mom tells Jacob. "Thank you Mrs. Fowler." He tells mom. "Sarah. If you are going to be around here babysitting Jimmy, then you should just call me Sarah." She tells him. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I won. I think to myself. "Ok, Sarah." Jacob says. "Jacob, you got plans for tonight?" She asks. "No not really." He says. "I haven't been to Friday night Bingo in ages. So if you want to start babysitting tonight, I would appreciate it. Mom tells him. WOW! Not only have I won getting Jacob a job babysitting, but mom is going out tonight, so I get to find out all about shooting peckers from Jacob with no one to interrupt. "Sure Mrs, I mean Sarah. I would be happy to baby-sit Jimmy tonight. Thanks for the job." Jacob tells her. With that mom heads for her room leaving Jacob and me alone together in the living room. "WOW! That went great." I tell Jacob. "I have to agree Jimmy. You are a wizard at getting your mom to do what you want." He says smiling at me. "Well, sometimes, but not always. I wasn't real sure about this one. Not until you told her about boys being boys and needing a bare ass whipping sometimes. That's when I knew you had it. You were really great with your answers." I tell him. "That was all true. I do have two nephews I baby-sit and sometimes I whip their asses." He says flatly. "Ya, but that don't mean me? We are friends, right?" I ask Jacob concerned. "Don't worry little buddy. There won't be any reason for you getting a whipping will there? You will do what I say and that way I won't ever need to whip your ass." He says. "Right" I say, as mom walks back into the room. "Ok, I'm going. I won't be back until after 11. There is supper on the stove. Make sure Jimmy does any homework that he might have." "I don't have any mom." I jump in with. "Make sure he gets a bath. You will probably have to supervise and maybe even give him a bath. He's at that age where he thinks he don't need one every day." She continues. "Oh Mom. I just took one at the Y.M.C.A." I say. "See what I mean." She says smiling at Jacob. "Make sure he's in bed by 10:00.' "But mom it's the weekend. Can't I stay up later?" I plead. "You know the rules, young man. 9:00 on school nights and 10:00 on weekends." She states. "Yes ma'am." I give in. "And most important. Don't let Jimmy pull anything over on you. You are new. He most likely will try to test his boundaries with you. If you feel he needs a whipping, don't be afraid to pull his pants and panties down and give him a good ass whipping. I keep a thick leather strap hanging in the kitchen just for that purpose." "Briefs mom, not panties. Girls wear panties, boys wear briefs." I explain, embarrassed by her saying I wear panties. "Oh whatever, but that also brings up backtalking. He seems to be getting to an age where he backtalks and corrects his elders more and more. Don't let him get away with it. Either slap his mouth or whip his ass. No son of mine is going to grow up disrespectful to his elders." She finishes. "I've got it Sarah. Jimmy and I will get along fine. I am sure I won't need to be doing any punishing, but thank you for giving me permission to punish him if I need to." Jacob says. With that mom says goodbye and gives me a kiss, on my mouth, so embarrassing, and leaves. "So, Jimmy what you want to do first?" Jacob asks, as soon as mom is out the door. WOW! Finally. "I want to see your pecker squirt." I say excited to finally get to learn about this new thing about sex stuff. "Ok. How are you at wrestling?" Jacob asks. "Pretty good. Dad teaches me lots of wrestling moves. Why?" I ask. "Well, before we can get to pecker squirting, we got to get naked. So I thought strip wrestling would be a good way to get started." He tells me. "Me against you. You are way bigger than me." I say. "Tell you what, you can tie one of my arms down, so I can only use one hand." He says. "Ok. I win and strip you first then I get to see you squirt?" I ask. "You win and strip me first then you get to make me squirt. How's that?" He asks me. "Cool." I say. Jacob unbuckles his belt and takes it off, and hands it to me, and then raises his shirt. "Take my belt and put it around my belly and arm and fasten it tight so I can't use this arm and hand." He says as he pulls his left arm out of the sleeve of his shirt and puts it down beside his belly. I take his belt and wrap it around his body and arm and buckle it tight so he can't pull his arm free. "Ok, both us on our knees on the floor. No standing up and no running off." He says. Finally. I get down on my knees facing Jacob and he struggles to get down without falling over since he is off balance with his arm trussed up. "Go!" Jacob says. I immediately rush him and push him over. Being on top gives me the advantage. I start pulling at his shoes and socks, which come off easy. Jacob twists around on the floor so he can get at my shoes and socks and he gets one shoe off before I spin around and go for his pants. As I pull at the button of his jeans, I feel him pulling at my belt buckle. It isn't long before he has my belt undone and my jeans unsnapped. It ain't fair he has button jeans and I have snap jeans. I twist away from him so I can be over him and my pants are away from his hand. I go for his shirt. I don't even try to unbutton it, but try to pull it up over his head. While I am struggling with his shirt, he pulls my other shoe off and both socks off. I had to give them up to be able to get his shirt off. It finally came up over his head and off. Now I have to go back for his jeans and that stubborn button. So I fall down on top of him trying to keep my legs as far apart as I can while I work on the button. I am getting it, but it is costing me. I feel my zipper going down. And a tugging at my jeans. My jeans are half way-down to my knees when the stubborn button finally gives up and I have his pants undone. It doesn't take long to get them unzipped and start to pull them down. Now it is a race to depants the other. It ends in a tie. We both get the others pants down and off at the same time. To my surprise Jacob is wearing white boxers. The good thing with that discovery is the discovery that boxers have snaps. I have to get in close to get to the snaps which gives Jacob the opportunity to get a good hold on my briefs, but his snaps come unsnapped fast and his boxers are wide open so I see his pecker and hairs. We both pull at each others underwear as hard as we can and finally I pull his boxers free, at the same time as he pulls my briefs off. Jacob is totally naked. I see everything right up close. I still have my shirt on. I'm naked below, so my little pecker is hanging out, but I have a shirt. It was a good call to go for his shirt, when I couldn't get his button un-done, because it gave me the advantage. I win. Jacob is naked and I ain't. "I win." I say proudly, holding up Jacob's boxers. "You win Jimmy. Fair and square." Jacob announces. "Now I get to see your pecker squirt, right?" I say determinedly. "Yep, you're the winner, now you get to see it all." Jacob says. "So can I put my clothes back on?" I ask. "I guess you can if you want to, but why don't you just go ahead and take your shirt off and we both can be naked?" He says. "Oh! Ok! I guess." I say shrugging my shoulders. So I unbutton my shirt and take it off, so I am totally naked too. "Now what we do?" I ask Jacob. "To make your pecker squirt?" I add. "I'll lay here on the floor. You come and sit on my legs so you can reach my pecker." He instructs me. I'm so excited. I'm finally going to see a pecker squirt. I do as he says. I put one leg on each side of his legs and sit with my legs underneath me, with my butt on his legs. "Now what?" I ask. "Take hold of my pecker and play with it." Jacob tells me. I look at him and reach for his pecker. I take it in my fingers. It's soft and wiggly. It feels different than in the pool. I play with it, pulling it back and forth and up and down. I can feel it growing in my hand. It's getting bigger and bigger and harder and harder. Soon it is as stiff as a baseball bat. It don't want to bend anymore. It is huge. Lots bigger than my hand. "Now Jimmy, wrap your fingers around my boner like it's a baseball bat and hold it firmly." I grab hold of his pecker and squeeze it firmly. "Not too hard." Jacob says laughing. "Oh, Did I hurt you?" I ask concerned. "No you didn't hurt me. Just don't squeeze it so hard." "Ok." I say. I can't believe I am playing with a man's pecker. This is so exciting. "Ok, Jimmy, now with your fingers wrapped around my boner, stroke it up and down slowly." I start to pull up and down with my hand on his boner. "Like this?" I ask. "Yes. Just like that. Pull it up all the way to the end and push it down all the way back down." He says. "Very good. You are doing it really good. Are you sure you never did this before." "No, honest injun. I ain't never done this before." I swear. I feel Jacob's boner getting hotter and it's throbbing. Like it has a heart beating in it. Jacob's stomach is pulling in tight and then pushing up too. "Is your belly supposed to do that?" I ask. "Yes. It will start going up off the floor soon. Even my ass will try to get up off the floor. You will think you are riding a horse." He explains. No sooner than he tells me that, I feel him pushing my butt up with his legs. He's right. It feels like riding a bucking horse. Like when I was little and dad let me ride him like a horsey. "Ok Jimmy, start pumping my pecker faster." Jacob tells me. "Like this?" I ask as I go up and down with my fist around his boner faster. "Yes exactly like that." Jacob tells me through clenched teeth. "Now most important, don't stop pumping now until I tell you to stop. It's going to squirt but keep on pumping. Ok?" He tells me. "Ok, keep pumping until you say stop." I repeat back. "Is it going to squirt soon?" I ask with anticipation. "Yes, little buddy, it is." He says. Being excited, I pump faster and faster and his butt starts coming completely off the floor making it harder for me to stay on top without falling over. I hear Jacob breathing louder and louder and his boner is stiffer than ever. Now I'm riding a bucking bronco like when me and my friends play rodeo at sleepovers. I am pulling at Jacob's boner and he is bucking and breathing hard and all of a sudden I feel his pecker push in my hand and I see something squirt out of it. It flies all the way to Jacob's chest. Then it squirts again and again and again. Finally it stops, and Jacob says, "Ok Jimmy you can stop pumping it now." So I stop and take my hand off Jacob's pecker and look at his chest where this white stuff is all over it in globs. "WOW! What is that stuff?" I ask. "It's semen." Jacob tells me. "Do I have semen?" I ask him. "You will soon." He tells me. "When?" I ask him. "When you start puberty and your pecker starts growing and you grow hairs down there." He tells me. "How long do I got to wait for that to happen." I ask him. "Probably when you're 13 maybe 14." He tells me. "Oh." I say disappointedly. "Don't worry, it isn't that far off." He tells me. "What's it feel like." I ask. "What?" He asks me. "That semen stuff?" I ask. "Sticky. Go ahead and touch it." He tells me. So I tentatively reach out with my finger and touch Jacob's semen. He's right. It feels sticky. "Go ahead and taste it." Jacob tells me. "No. That's ok." I say. "It tastes a little salty is all." He tells me. "That's ok. I'll take your word for it." I state flatly. "Ok, well you need to get off me, so I can go clean this off me." "Oh ok." I say as I climb off him. "How about undoing my belt so I got my hand back." He says laughing. "Sure." I say. "Come with me and you can go ahead and take your bath while I clean this stuff off." He says. "Do I really got to. I took a good shower at the Y.M.C.A. You know I did." I complain. "Ya, I know but your mom is going to ask and I can't lie now can I?" No, I guess not." I say dejectedly. "I'll tell you what, we can run the water in the tub and I'll take a bath with you. You can wash me and I'll wash you." He says smiling. "Cool, deal." So we go to the bathroom and while I run the water, Jacob takes toilet paper and rubs the semen off his chest and belly. When the tub is full we both get in and I wash Jacob all over spending a lot of time on his pecker. Jacob does the same to me, spending even more time washing my pecker. I got the cleanest pecker in town he washed it so much. When we got done we both put on underwear. Him his boxers and me a clean pair of briefs. Then we went to the kitchen to eat. After eating we watched tv and then to my despair he says, "Time for bed Jimmy." "Do I have to? Can't I stay up just 5 more minutes?" I plead. "Jimmy, you know your mom is going to ask if you went to bed on time and without any problems." He says. "Ya I know." I agree. "So off you go." He says. "You come in and tuck me in." I say. "Ok, right behind you." He says as we both get up and go to my bedroom. "Do you say prayers before going to bed?" Jacob asks me. "Ya." I say. "Ok, then on your knees and let's hear them." He says. "You say them with me." I tell him. "Ok." He says. So we both get on our knees by my bed and I say my prayers and at the end I thank God for letting Jacob be my new babysitter and showing me about squirting. Then when I am done I get into bed and Jacob pulls my sheet up over my bare legs, briefs, bare chest and arms. Then he tucks my sheets in around me and tells me good night and don't let the bedbugs bite. I lay there thinking of the great day I just had. I can't sleep, so I just lay there thinking how lucky I am. Jacob is the best friend and babysitter I ever had. Soon I hear the front door open and I hear mom come in. She asks Jacob about me, and he said I went to bed at 10:00 with no problem. Then I hear her walking towards my room so I close my eyes and pretend to be fast asleep. When I hear her pull my door closed and walk away, I open my eyes and get out of bed and go close to the door so I can hear what mom and Jacob talk about. "Sarah, everything went well. Jimmy was a fine gentleman and behaved properly." Jacob was telling her. "I am so glad to hear it. Lately he is becoming a handful, and with his father deployed, it is harder to control him. He needs a man in his life to take charge. So I am glad that you came along." Mom tells him. "I am glad that you are satisfied. Really, Jimmy wasn't any problem." Jacob reassures her. "Jimmy seems to respond to you very well. I think he really wants a man in his life to make him behave." Mom says and then is silent for awhile. Then I hear her again, "Jacob, I have a proposition for you. Jimmy needs a man to discipline him instead of his mother. He's at that age where he will respond better to a man than a woman punishing him. So, when Jimmy needs a whipping, would you be willing to come over and do it?" Mom asks Jacob. "You mean that you want me to whip Jimmy?" He asks. "Yes. I think he will do better if you do the whipping than if I do. I will be there of course. But it will be you that does the talking to him and stripping him naked and whipping his ass." Mom states flatly. "Do you think you can do that for Jimmy?" Mom asks again. "If you really think it's best for Jimmy. I guess I can do it." Jacob says. "When you say strip him naked, do you mean pull his pants and underwear down or totally naked?" Jacob asks. "Jimmy's dad has always whipped him totally naked. He believes that it humbles Jimmy more to be totally naked. He believes that pulling his pants and underwear down is more humiliating than humbling. So he does the total naked whipping instead of just pants and underwear down." Mom explains to Jacob how dad whips me. "Ok, I guess, I can understand that logic. So if I whip Jimmy, I am to talk to him first and then make him strip naked or am I supposed to strip him naked?" Jacob asks. "After you have talked to him about why he is going to get a whipping, then just tell him to get ready for his whipping, he will know what you mean, and take his own clothes off. With you, first time he might ask if you mean all the way naked, but probably not, because he is used to stripping totally naked for a whipping." Mom explains further. "How long do I whip him?" Jacob asks. "His dad gives him his age plus however many he thinks he deserves for whatever he did to deserve a whipping. Like if Jimmy lies to us, he gets 11 for his age plus 5 for lying. We tell him at the time of his talk how many he is going to get." Mom explains. "Ok, that is simple enough. What if he fights getting a whipping?" Jacob asks. "Jimmy don't fight it. He knows that he is going to be punished when he does wrong. But sometimes he breaks position. He has to bend over and grab his ankles for his whipping. If he lets go and stands up, then his whipping starts over again from the beginning." Mom tells Jacob. "Ok. That works. My dad did that to me too. There were times when I didn't think my whipping was ever going to end with me breaking position so many times." Jacob says. "So you ok with it?" Mom asks. "Sure I can be Jimmy's authoritarian. Here, let me give you the phone number of my dorm at school. Call me anytime you need me to baby-sit or do the punishment thing. I might be in class so just leave a message and I will call you back when I get free." "Well I got to be going. I have morning classes tomorrow." Jacob says. "Classes on Saturday?" Mom asks. "Yes. College isn't like high school. They work us on weekends." Jacob tells her. "Well don't tell Jimmy, or I will never get him to go to college." She says, probably smiling. "Good night Mrs. Fowler, I mean Sarah, and thanks for the job." Jacob says, as I hear the door close and mom walking away the other direction, probably to her room or the kitchen. I lay in bed thinking for awhile before falling off to sleep. I got part of what I wanted. I got a guy babysitter that is fun to do things with, instead of a dorky girl. But I'm not so sure about Jacob being the one to give me whippings. How is that going to work? How can we be friends if he whips my ass. At least I got to make him squirt. That was so awesome. I can't wait until I can squirt. James (Jimmy) Fowler, 11 years old, 6th grader, JFK Elementary School