Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2015 16:54:07 +0100
From: ing_ j <ing_j@hotmail.de>
Subject: Curious Teen Series: Swimming Practice chapter 3

Curious teen series, Chapter 3. 

--- Swimming practice ---

WARNING! This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two
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Josh, high school freshman - 15 y.o.

Paul, pre-service biology teacher - 21 y.o.

Ahmed, friend & fellow swimmer of Paul - 23 y.o.

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In the previous chapter, Paul continued spying on Josh, this time with a
camcorder in his hand.  Since the boy enjoyed himself with his eyes closed,
he managed to get really close to him and filmed from the next shower stall
how the twink was sucking himself off for the first time.  After the shower
Josh discovered Paul in the sports hall arranging things, they continued
the conversation in the locker room, while Paul was changing for the
shower, standing completely naked with his cock in front of the boy's face.

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As the days went by, both Josh and Paul were thinking of their encounter in
the school gym.  The one couldn't get of his head the image of a
self-sucking twink, the other the image of a grown-up cock before his very
face. However, Josh wasn't anymore sure about going to the school showers
for a jerk-off session, he was afraid of being caught by his own
teacher. On the other hand, in his mind he was toying with the idea of
jerking off and knowing that somebody's watching him. It was a very
tempting idea for him, but he couldn't decide. Finally, next time they met
again - in the biology class, - Paul asked the boy to stay for a minute
after class.

"Yes Mr. Evans?" the boy asked, actually glad to be speaking to him again.

"Didn't I tell you, you can call me just Paul?"

"Yeah, but I mean, in the class..."

"It's perfectly alright with me, as long as you don't mind," he smiled.

Josh suddenly felt more relaxed now.

"I just wanted to ask you a question, is that OK?"

"Sure, Paul, go ahead," he loved calling his sexy teacher just by his first
name and felt his teenage cock stirring in his pants, as he remembered the
youth standing completely naked in front of him.

"How are your after school exercises doing?" Paul asked to create the
impression of not knowing that the kid hasn't been in the gym after Monday.

"Umm I had some other things to do, so I just skipped it. Didn't you notice
I wasn't there?"

"Well, I happened to be there earlier than usually last days, so I thought
you would come after me. Too pity you had to skip it, you have to stay in
shape with this great body of yours." He saw the teen blushing. "How often
do you go to your swimming practice? You're not yet on the school team, are
you?"

"No I'm not, but I want to work on it. I guess if I'll do my best, I could
be next year. It would be really nice. But with our gym teacher... And the
school team coach seems to be busier with his team members than with the
potential ones. I think I just have to work on it on my own. I go to the
local free swimming pool every now and then, but it's pretty full
sometimes. We also have a small pool at home, but you can't really practice
there."

This was what Paul wanted to hear from him.

"Oh I see. You know, I go pretty regularly to a sport pool near to my
place. They are functioning as a usual public pool, and in the evenings,
they rent it out for professional swimmers. It can be really nice with few
people in the evening. Would you maybe like to come along some time? It's
actually for adults only, but I don't think there could be any problem for
you to get inside with me. It wouldn't cost you anything. If you don't
mind, I could give you some comments on your technique."

Josh couldn't believe his ears! His hot teacher would take him to a real
swimming pool with all facilities! He was so thankful!

"Oh really, Paul? That would be fantastic, I really appreciate it! When are
you going there next time?"

"Actually I planned to do it tonight, what time suits you best? They're
open until ten p.m."

"Wow, I don't know..."

"How about eight for example? It's not so crowded there at that time."

"All right, eight is perfect!"

"No prob with your parents?"

"Oh no, not at all. I'm all alone at the moment. I live with my dad, and
he's traveling a lot - business trips, - so that I'm pretty much on my
own."

"Sounds nice," Paul said. "At least you have your privacy." He would
remember that for later.  "So what if I pick you up at half eight tonight?
Just give me your address."

"Fine, here I'll write it down for you... here you go! OK Paul, I am
getting late for my next class. I am really looking forward to tonight!"

And gosh, did he really look forward to it. Just as much as Paul. Josh
couldn't imagine that his teacher chose 8 p.m. not without reason. It was
usually the time when he had the pool for about half an hour just for
himself, until a couple of guys would appear, which Josh was also about to
meet.

*****

At half eight Josh was already sitting in the front seat of his biology
teacher's car. He had a sport bag with his trunks, slippers and shower
stuff, and smiled from ear to ear. He wasn't thinking so much about the
upcoming swimming session, rather about the possibility of being close to
Paul and seeing him naked again.

As soon as they were in the locker room, Paul ascertained that they were
alone there - just as usual at this time. Josh found out that only a few
lockers didn't have a lock on them, and as he was looking for a free locker
box, he heard Paul say:

"Almost all of them are actually taken, assigned to the members. Take this
one for instance," he pointed at one locker in the lower-middle
section. The one above it had a lock device though.

Paul was hoping that everything would work out as he has planned, then Josh
would have another nice encounter later tonight. They finally changed,
secretly checking each other out, and went to the pool.

"Woooow," Josh gazed in amazement. "That's almost a real competition pool,
just a little bit smaller and cozier. Nice!"

Josh watched his teacher showing off with the timing and tried to impress
him with his own best results. Then he faked some inaccurate technique in
order to get body contact with Paul.

"Look," the teacher said, "you're doing the breathing not quite right. It's
better done like this," he made some moves with his head. "Here, try it,
while I'm holding you."

His strong arms wrapped the boy's slim muscular body. With one hand, he was
holding Josh at his chest, his other hand was near the waistband of his
trunks.

"Yeah, that's it, buddy. Just like this, work simultaneously with your
legs! That's the spirit!"

Josh's body was wriggling around in his hands, so that one of Paul's
fingers was on the meanwhile very hard teen's nipple. He probed around it,
just as if it was completely unintended.  The fingers of his other hand
were by now slightly under the waistband of the trunks. He could feel the
neatly trimmed pubes.

"That's it, you can do it very well if you only concentrate."

They practiced some more and then raced each other, until Paul finally
proclaimed:

"All right buddy, I'm afraid that's it for today," he looked at the wall
clock. "Let's head for the shower!"

Josh's face was completely red, from both the last exercise and
embarrassment after Paul's touches. He thanked once more, and they went
through the lockers towards the shower room.  Two older men with hairy
chests approached them from the changing room and greeted. They would spend
the next forty-five minutes in the pool. Everything was working fine, Paul
thought to himself.

Josh was astonished, almost shocked to find that the showers here didn't
have partitions at all.  However, as his teacher stepped under the shower
next to his, he thought it might be not that bad experience after all.

Suddenly Paul mumbled, "Shit!.. Josh, I hate to disturb you, but... Could
you maybe help me with this? I am afraid that I tied the knot too tight; I
can't undo it now. And there's no other way that I could get my trunks
down. Your fingers are for sure more thin and flexible than mine."  He gave
the boy a crooked smile.

Josh looked at him nervously. But Paul looked puzzled enough to make him
believe that he was serious. In fact, he had spent some time to tie the
knot as tightly as it was possible, so that the boy would have to puzzle
around on it for quite a while. But they had time and the shower room all
to themselves, Paul knew it exactly.

"All right," the kid said, his voice shivering uncontrollably. "I could
give it at least a try."

"Thank you buddy, I am really sorry for that!.." He wasn't sorry in any
way, he was relaxed now and ready to enjoy the show, just as he had
planned.

Josh stepped in front of Paul's tanned well-muscled body and stretched his
hands towards his crotch. Paul slid his thumbs inside the trunks and pulled
them a bit away from his body, giving his teenage fingers some more access
and making his thick cock clearly visible to the boy. Josh gulped at the
sight, he was too excited to be able to concentrate on the knot. However,
he tried not to touch Paul's body, which was getting more and more
difficult. He felt his own cock rising up inside his speedos. What if
somebody comes in? What would he think?

"Ehm, Josh, don't you think it would be more efficient if you got on your
knees? You could probably get a better look at what you're working on this
way."

On your knees... It sounded almost magically. Also, the expression of
Paul's face changed from apologizing to more confident. The boy did as he
was told. For more than five minutes was he struggling with the strings,
totally desperately. To Josh it seemed as a whole eternity. And geez, did
he have a better look now that he was on his knees! The long thick snake of
Paul's cock was right in front of his face, lying sideways in the
trunks. It looked enlarged now and bulged impressively through the light
colored fabric. Nothing changed with the knot, however hard he
tried. Finally he thought there was nothing to lose, turned the upper
border of the wet swim trunks outwards and slid his other hand deeper
inside, so that his knuckles were scraping Paul's stomach, his fingers
pressing against his pubes, and his ring and little fingers touching his
warm cock. Paul was looking down at the twink beavering away feverishly on
his inextricable knot, with his mouth slightly open, sweat drops sliding
down his forehead and his blushed cheeks, with his fingers probing around
on his hardening cock, throwing an unconcealable erection himself. He
really enjoyed the show and regretted that he could not film this
moment. Suddenly he remembered Josh standing a few days ago in another
shower room and working hard with his mouth on his own rigid boner. He
watched at the twink's red full lips, at his half-opened mouth, and his
mind began racing with ideas of how nice his cock would feel in this warm
wet teenage mouth, how nice his warm boy tongue would caress its mushroom
shaped head. The boy's throbbing erection was leaking through the fabric of
his speedos, and Paul's cock was desperately pulsating inside his trunks
and pressing against the tender small teen hand.  Suddenly Josh looked up,
watching straight into his eyes.

"I'm almost there," he whispered.

Considering what was going on in his speedos, this phrase could mean
anything. But the knot was really loosening up; he could clearly feel
it. One more moment, and it was done, the boy took his hand from inside the
trunks, letting the hard cock of his teacher jump up a bit, yet still
inside the trunks.

"Sorry buddy, I'm sorry you got involved in that because of my own
stupidity... Thank you so much, however, wow, what a nice job you did!" he
looked down at his loosened trunks, and then smiled at the boy.

Josh wasn't sure if Paul really meant the solved knot or if he was aiming
at his massive bulge.  He didn't say a word, he couldn't think clearly at
all at this moment, all that was too much for him to handle. He couldn't
feel his legs; they've gone numb from standing on the knees for so
long. Paul stepped out of his trunks.

"Josh! Are you all right?"

The boy cleared his throat, "Yeah, I'm OK, just don't feel my legs, that's
all."

Paul stepped behind the boy, his cock bouncing in front of him. He
encircled Josh's body with his arms, helped him up and was holding him
under the armpits, his fingers resting on the teenage nipples. He was
looking down at the impressive bulge in the speedos, what Josh of course
couldn't notice. However, he could feel the hard cock of his teacher
pulsating against his inner thigh. Paul gazed at the teen's butt, it was
small, round and smooth, presumably also absolutely hairless, as the rest
of his adolescent body except the pubes. He would love to go further, to
kneel behind the boy, lower his speedos and open up his buttocks, stick his
wet naughty tongue inside the hot boy hole... But they had to shower now,
otherwise the other part of his plan would flop, what he didn't want to
happen. The main part of the teasing game has run smoothly, Josh had the
round two awaiting him, of what he had no clue.

"Is it better now? All right, c'mon, let's take the shower finally, you're
freezing!"

*****

As they were already back in the locker room drying themselves off, the
door opened and a young guy with Arab looks entered the locker room.

"Hi Ahmed," Paul greeted.

"Hi guys, what's up," he didn't ask who the teenage boy was.

Both Paul and Ahmed continued their conversation about nothing, as the
latter walked toward the place, where Josh was rubbing himself down with
the towel. What he didn't know, was that the new guy had his own locker box
right above the Josh's. Paul knew this very well, that's why he wanted the
boy to have his stuff exactly there. Round two was about to start!

Ahmed was talking without end and it seemed as if he didn't pay any
attention to the naked schoolboy, so that Josh could study him
thoroughly. He had a very handsome face, dark shining eyes, and dark
hair. As he first took off his t-shirt, he revealed his darkish well-toned
body. He was a real hunk, not bodybuilder-like, though, but well built and
really hot.  Meanwhile Josh put his briefs on, so that nobody would notice
his growing hard-on, and sat down on the bench.  The Arab guy stood in
front of him, his groin just a couple of inches away from the boy's face.
He could clearly see the imposing bulge in Ahmed's jeans; the guy was
certainly well hung.  Josh just forgot that next to him there was also
Paul, who was observing the twink being hypnotized by the striptease show
right in front of his eyes.

The guy opened the belt, unbuttoned the denim and pulled the zipper down,
but didn't take the jeans off yet. Instead, he was looking for something in
his locker. His jeans slid down a bit, offering a much better view of his
bulge. He took his slippers and threw them on the floor, pulled down his
jeans. There he was standing now, wearing only his white socks and tight
blue briefs. The boy had to swallow hard. His gaze was now fixated only on
the sight before his very eyes, he couldn't think of anything else. How did
the guy not realize the teen's fascination, or did he just act as if there
was nothing special about it? Anyway, Josh wanted to take advantage of the
situation, now that he could have a long close thorough look at the young
hot man standing under his nose.

He had nicely toned pecs with small nipples, little chest hair, which
didn't make him look older at all, rather more masculine. He had perfectly
ripped abs - Josh still had a way to go! He had something in Arabic script
tattooed on his abdomen. Josh couldn't read nor understand the inscription,
but the ornate curled letters looked just beautiful. Ahmed's legs and
calves were also toned - he certainly was a good swimmer, - and he had
short light brown hairs on his lower legs. However, the most exciting thing
was that he could clearly see the outline of his cock, as it was resting
sideways in his blue briefs. It was quite a chunk, he could say, thick and
long, and its head was quite visible through the fabric, a big bulb head.

Josh was getting dressed really slowly, actually only to give an impression
of doing something.  Now that he had his muscle shirt and his pants on, he
bent down to put his socks and sneakers on, still sitting on the bench by
the lockers he and the Arab guy were using. At the same moment, Ahmed
yanked off his briefs and dropped them to the floor. Then, again looking
for something in his locker, he stepped closer to it. Obviously, what he
was looking for was at the back of the lock box, so he had to lean forward.

As Josh straightened up, his back against the locker now, there was a huge
thick piece of young man cock to the left of his head. He only sneaked a
peek at it out from the corner of his eye.  The Arab hunk seemed to be
quite busy searching for his something, and Josh risked turning his
head. It was good 8 inches long, thick and really beautiful. Of course, it
was circumcised, he had never seen a circumcised cock before, maybe in the
gym locker, he wasn't absolutely sure, but certainly never in his life that
close! Josh bowed his head a bit to the left, as if it would be absolutely
unintentionally, as if he was in his thoughts. The musky smell of man stung
his nostrils immediately, a smell that drove him utterly crazy. He closed
his eyes; he was like drunk. Ahmed grunted something, with his head sunken
in the locker, moving around all the time, not wanting to give up his
searching.

Suddenly Josh felt something warm and quite firm rubbing against his ear,
than his cheek. He opened his eyes and almost gaped: It was nothing but
Ahmed's thick cock! And yet the guy continued rifling through his lock box,
totally unconcerned about anything else. The boy didn't dare to move,
allowing the huge, yet still flat member to probe around his face. His own
cock has been at full attention for a long time poking out through his
pants. Josh wanted this moment to last forever!

In the meanwhile, Paul, who didn't say a word watching the hot scene,
accurately took his camcorder out of his sport bag and has been filming it
for some time already. Zoom in: dreamy Josh staring into space, his mouth
slightly open, his full lips wet because of constant licking, his mouth
must be watering like crazy, because he swallows pretty often, his cheeks
blushed, his forehead sweating like hell. Zoom out, the whole picture:
Ahmed scrabbling in his locker, revealing with every single move his
muscles, playing with them, his big cock rubbing against the schoolboy's
cheek. Zoom in: Ahmed moves a bit to the side for better access, his crotch
now hanging just a few millimeters in front of the kid's face; the hunk
gets on tiptoe groping around with his hands on top of the locker cupboard,
the head of his cock touching for the first time Josh's wet lips. The kid
sighs, his mouth falls open in amazement, and he is breathing on the cock,
which is starting to grow from the feel of it. It slaps several times
against the teenage lips and, as Ahmed leans once more forward, it slides
shortly into his mouth. Josh manages to wrap his lips around the very top
of its head, a moment later it's already outside, still waving before the
kid's face. Cut! Paul hid the cam back in the bag, as he heard Ahmed
announcing:

"Shit, there they were! My goggles, I obviously put them up there last
time, for some reason.  Idiot!"

Josh immediately bent down, as if he had to lace up his sneakers, as if
nothing has happened.  He eagerly licked his lips, on which the fat cock of
this Arab hunk has been only a minute ago.  His heart pounded wildly, he
breathed rapidly and fitfully.

Poor kid, Paul thought to himself. However, he was pretty sure, Josh had
enjoyed every moment of this evening, just as much as Paul himself had. As
soon as Ahmed finally pulled his swim trunks on, Josh was awoken from his
half-hypnotic state by the voice of his teacher:

"Hey buddy, should we move on?"

Geez, he has completely forgotten that Paul was there all the time. Did he
see everything? What would he think of him now? He's his teacher, for god's
sake!..  He looked up at the wall clock.  Almost half an hour since they
left the pool. The whole evening was like in slow motion for Josh, he
thought they've been there for at least two hours.

"Uhmm, yeah, sure. I'm ready, let's go!"

"See ya guys," Ahmed said loudly after them, as he headed towards the pool.

*****

"So how did you like our swimming practice, Josh?" Paul asked as he was
driving his hottie student home.

The boy didn't know what to say, he had to find out whether his teacher saw
what happened in the locker room. He answered, his voice shaking from
nervousness,

"I really appreciate the opportunity you gave me, Paul. And I promise to
work on my breathing technique. I am also glad I could manage your knot..."

"Oh no, don't mention it. It was completely my fault, sorry that you had to
fix it! And once again, thanks! I knew these nice thin fingers of yours
would do a great job."

"Not a problem!.. Tell me, you and Ahmed, how long do you know each other?"

"Since I started going to this gym, let's see, it's been like two years or
so. He's a real jock, good swimmer. I learned a thing or two from him. Why
do you ask?"

"No, nothing, I just wondered... Was he like this when you met the first
time? I mean, I was kind of new, and I'm sure, there're no other kids my
age around there, and he didn't even ask what I was doing there. He didn't
show any attention at all."

"It's OK buddy, relax, he's fine. He's just got some tensions with his girl
friend, and then he couldn't concentrate on anything, since he was looking
there for something. Actually, you know, I didn't pay much attention
myself, either. I just sat there browsing through some magazines I came
upon, didn't even looked up to him. He was so funny mumbling there
something to himself."

"Yeah," Josh said and almost heaved a sigh of relief. So, Paul wasn't
watching them back in the locker room, which was the only thing that
worried him at that moment. "Well anyways, he certainly won't remember me
in 5 minutes anymore. Thank you once more!"

"You're welcome, buddy," he parked next to Josh's house. "See you at
school, then?"

"See you, thanks for the lift. Night!"

*****

Josh couldn't believe this day was almost over. It started like a usual
school day, but during one evening only he experienced so many mind-blowing
things! His teen cock was aching, and the boy himself was too tired even to
wank. He fell on the bed and dropped off straight away.

*****

Back at home, Paul was watching the new record he filmed back in the locker
room. This kid was just stunning, a real discovery. Shy and polite, nice,
childishly gullible and naive for a boy his age, and at the same time horny
as hell, little devil with angelic face. He watched Josh closing his eyes
and enjoying the scent of another man's crotch, moving his head towards the
young cut Arab cock, closing his lips around the top of its head. Paul
recollected the images of the twink working on his extra tight knot, his
hand rubbing against his hardening cock. This boy certainly was eager to
learn about new things, Paul was pretty sure of that. He grabbed his phone
and typed a message:

"Thank you for the show you put on today, dude! The kid is just fantastic!
I hope you could enjoy it as much as I did. I'll email you a copy of the
vid I filmed. See ya, bye!"

Send to: Ahmed.

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