Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2005 04:04:55 EDT
From: Scudder53@aol.com
Subject: tommy's swimming class.

My Dad made me sign up for swimming class....I didn't want to go, but my
Dad made me.  It was a Red Cross sponsored class at the community pool.
I was eight years old and hated going under water.  The first lesson was
disasterous.  I was very turned on by the instructor (Mr. Johnson), a man
in his 30's, very hairy, military-style crewcut and muscular.  The first
thing he had us kids do, was to put our heads underwater.  I did it but
panicked, and jumped out of the water.  The instructor yelled at me and
ordered me back in the water.  I got back in, but tears were flowing from
my eyes.  The instructor noticed my tears, and spoke to me more calmly.
He told the other kids to practice dunking their heads under water.  He
held me by the waist and told me to place my hands on his shoulders.  He
said that we both were going to dunk our heads in the water, and that he
had ahold of me and wouldn't let any harm come to me.  As we submergered,
I wrapped my little arms around his neck and hugged him close.  The feel
of his hairy chest against my body took my mind off the dunking, and I
submerged with him.  When we surfaced, my face was buried in his neck and
my legs were wrapped around his waist, hugging him for dear life.  He
said, "Good boy, Tommy", and told me to practice putting my head under
water in the shallow end.  He went back to the other kids, and told me he
would work with me after class.  I got to where I was able to submerge
myself and not get panicked.  Class ended and the others kids left.  The
instructor swam over to me and I proudly showed him how I could dunk
myself.  "LOOK MR. JOHNSON, I CAN DO IT!"  "Good boy Tommy...call me
Nate."  Nate then had me lay on my back in his arms and taught me to
backfloat.  My fear of the water was diminishing, but my little penis was
growing...being this close to this hairy man...him supporting me with his
hand under my boybutt, and feeling his belly hair rub against me, caused
my dick to get hard.  I was wearing blue speedo-type trunks with red
stars on them, and my little erection stood up like a sore thumb!  It was
getting late and Nate said we needed to end our session.  We walked to
the locker room, stripped and headed for the showers.  I followed Nate,
and marveled at how hairy his ass was.  I couldn't take my eyes off it.
We showered...I was staring at his cock.  He was uncut and had a thick
bush of hair above it.  I'm sure he noticed my interest in his cock.
When we finished showering, he smiled at me and told me what a good job I
had done.  I beamed.  He then grabbed me and hoisted me like a sack of
potatoes over his shoulder and carried me back to the locker room.  As we
toweled off, he asked me to dry his back.  I dried him off, and couldn't
help but rub my hand over his hairy asscrack.  "You like that, Tommy?"
"YESSIR, I DO!"  "Lie down on the bench."  I did as he said and he
straddled me and the bench, lowering his hairy, moist ass into my face.
He spread his asscheeks wide open and sat on my face.  I tongued his
asshole, as he jerked my boydick.  His hole was warm and tasted spicey.
He then turned around and flopped his dick onto my face.  "Suck my dick,
Tommy!"  I sucked as much as I could into my eight year old mouth, and
soon, he shot loads of cum into my mouth.  I gobbled as much as I could.
When he was spent, he took my dick into his mouth and sucked me to my
first orgasm.  Every swim lesson after that, I stayed over for "special
training".
The end...?

There aren't many stories out there, told from the boy's point of view.
If you liked mine, let me know (scudder53@aol.com).