Private Lessons
A fictional story by

Xerxes

Note: All characters are fictional. This is not my life story, nor is it anybody else's. Although, certain characteristics and personalities are based on people that I once knew, some well, some not so well. If you like my stories, drop me a line at "Xerxes_Nimrod (at) mail (dot) com". All letters will be answered, all flames deleted, and all spam ignored.  If people like my writing, I will continue. If not, then I won't .

It's a little before 7 a.m. on a weekday in the springtime, 1966, and I'm opening up the side door at the local Y, where I work as a swim instructor (full-time in the summer, but just part-time during the school year). I'm opening up a couple hours early, because I have a private lesson today; a 12 year-old boy who is a non-swimmer (his mother wants him to finally learn how to swim before he goes on  summer vacation, it seems).

It was last week when Charlie (the guy at the counter), gave me the info on this boy. I'm known as one of the better instructors for 'sinkers', as other instructors call them, boys who, through some fear of water, have yet to learn how to swim. I've been having good luck with boys like this since I started teaching when I was 15. Charlie, of course, has an eye for the boys, and when he gives me the information, he adds, "You'll like this one". God, he is such a perv....

I guess part of the reason why I'm successful with the difficult cases is that I'm closer in age to the boys I teach. Even though I'm 19 now, I still look younger, and I think that help with boys who are nervous around not only water, but other boys. Also, another reason could be that I'm sexually attracted to boys, especially the more 'quiet types'. Still, while I'm instructing, I try to keep it all business.

I go down to the locker room, turning on lights as I go, ending with the lights to the pool area. Then, just as I get back up the stairs, I hear a knocking at the front door. I open the door, and there stands Phillip, my pupil. He's a lanky boy, tall for almost being 13 years old (nearly as tall as me), with a head of short-cropped golden-blond hair. His eyes are hazel, and he has a nice smile. He's wearing a plain button-up short sleeve shirt, plain chinos, white low-rise Converse sneakers, and has a bag slung over his shoulder. In fact, he looks a little bit like Sherman, the boy on the cartoon, except that Phillip isn't wearing glasses. "Hi, I'm Phillip", he says in a sweet voice, higher-pitched than you would expect from such a tall boy. I introduce myself, and let him in.

I show him down to the locker room, and get some background info on him. He's never been to the Y, and has been afraid of the water since he was a small child. Also, like a lot of boys in this urban neighborhood, he's the child of a single mother. I start undressing, and so does Phillip. After he takes his sneakers and shirt off, he sits down, carefully folds the shirt and places it into the locker, then pulls a pair of swimtrunks out of his bag.

"Hey, Phillip, you know, we swim nude here in this pool", I inform him. He turns to me with a startled expression. "You..you mean, TOTALLY nude?" I respond to him, "Yep-we don't allow swimtrunks in the pool". Phillip stands there for a minute, and then I continue, saying, "Don't be shy-it's just us guys here". Phillip looks down, and unbuckles his belt, then slowly pulls his slacks off. As he's folding his pants, I strip off my underwear, and Phillips glances over my way, trying to discreetly check me out.

Hooking his thumbs on the waistband of his briefs, he slowly slides them off, revealing a very nicely developed penis and balls. His penis isn't quite huge, but it's a very good size for a boy his age, with just the first small wisps of light-brown hairs around the base of his balls. Phillip then puts his briefs in his locker, and turns towards me, slightly covering his large penis with his left hand, saying "You've got a big one." I look at Phillip's body; a solid but lean boy, nicely developed, but not bulky. His penis is nicely circumcised, and his light skin has a bit of peachfuzz on it. "Well, Phillip, I'm not really that big, but you're pretty well developed for a boy your age", I tell him. Phillip smiles, and says, "Gee, am I really?"

I usher him to the showers, and tell him that we are required to shower first. The water quickly warms up, and Philip makes certain he rinses his entire body under the warm stream, turning around as he does so. Finally completely wet, I turn off the showers, and open the door to the pool are. "C'mon, time for our lesson", I say to him as I enter the pool area. Phillip follows me a couple seconds later, sprinting to catch up to me. His large penis sways left-to-right rather than bouncing, as a smaller boy's penis usually would. He joins me, and I place my hand on his smooth shoulder as we walk towards the shallow end of the pool.

At the shallow end, I quickly lower my body into the cool water, and Phillip seats himself on the edge, with just his calves and feet in the pool. Dunking my head underwater, I quickly become accustomed to the temperature, then I glide over to where Phillip is seated. Grasping him by his armpits, I hoist him upward, then towards my body. "It's best to just get into the water quickly, and get the shock of the cold water over with", I tell him, as he instinctively clings to my body, wrapping his legs around my waist. I lower the 2 of us down so that only our heads are above the water, and whisper into his ear, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you".

After a few seconds, I feel his body relaxing, and I slide my right hand under his buttocks to help support him. I also feel his penis, now pressed firmly against my stomach, start to swell. We move into shallow enough water for him to stand on the bottom, and then ask him, "That wasn't so bad, now, was it". He smiles, and responds, "Nah, I guess not".

I start with the basics for a non-swimmer, things like dunking underwater and exhaling slowly, Holding his breath and felling himself float, holding his hands while he learns to kick, etc. With my help, he learns fairly quickly, and within a few moments loses his fear of the water. My next trick is to show him how easy swimming is, by having him ride on my back, while doing a breast-stroke. He holds my shoulders with his hands, and sits on the small of my back, with his legs around my waist. We swim all the way to the deep end and back, and I can feel his penis stiffly poking into my back.

We swim back to the shallow end, I kneel on the bottom, and Phillip dismounts me. Next, I tell him that I want to see him float on his back, to which he responds with an unexpected "No!" I ask him why he doesn't want to do this, and he shyly looks downward, then mumbles "It's.....it's because...I....I've got a stiffy.." I wait until he looks up at me again, and ask, "Really"? Then, I put my hands under his arms, and hoist him out of the water, exposing his now horizontal and rigid dick. He was big enough soft, but with an erection, his penis is now man-sized. I put him back down, and say to him, "Wow, that's quite a boner you have there", putting my hand on his shoulder, and continuing, "almost as big as mine". I stand fully up, putting my own erection just below the surface of the water.

Phillip looks at my erection, and says "Wow", as he gently wraps his fingers around it. Stopping, he looks up at me with a shocked look on his face, and stammers "Oh...sorry...I..I didn't mean to...." I place my hand on his cheek, and tell him, "That's OK, you can touch it". Phillip smiles, and asks, "Do you want to touch mine?" I respond, "Yes, I would, but not this moment. We still need to finish the lesson". Phillip lets go of my throbbing penis, and asks, "So, you want me to float on my back?" "Yes, Philip, I do, no matter how big a boner you have", I say. Phillip smiles, and so I help him lay backwards on the water, his now rigid penis laying flat on his abdomen, pointing at his navel (and nearly touching it, too).

Phillip evidentially enjoys showing off his big erection to me, and after showing me that he's mastered floating on his back, he comes over to me, and sinks low enough into the water that our erections are touching. "You've played around with a boy before?", I ask him. He nods his head in the affirmative, and says, "But not with a guy as big as you!". I wrap my fingers around his penis, and say, "You know, I was probably 16 before I was this big". Phillip smiles, and says, "Yeah, I know this boy who's 14 an' smaller then me."

I pull Phillip closer to me, and we venture into deeper water together. Phillip reflexively wraps his legs around my waist again, pressing his erection between our stomachs, and I put one hand around his back, and the other under his buttocks. "You want to play around after the lesson?", I ask him, as my finger gently grazes his anus. His penis stiffens just a bit more as I feel his little pucker-hole with my index finger, and his eyes close. "Oh, yes...", he moans, as I slide the tip of my finger a bit inside his hole. I pull the tip of my finger out of his hole, and he opens his eyes, saying, "Wow, that felt good".

"You want to end the lesson, and go into the shower?", I ask him, to which he nods, and says "Uh, huh". So, I walk him over to the edge, and hoist him up. By the time I lift myself out of the water, he's standing, his erect penis pointing almost perfectly horizontal. Mine is likewise stiff, pointing a bit past horizontal. I put my hand on his shoulder, and we walk to the showers, both of our erect penises bouncing as we go..

Inside the shower room, I turn on 2 shower nozzles in the corner to warm. Phillip runs his fingers over my hard dick, then squats down a bit, and wraps his lips around the head of my penis. Being larger than his mouth can really handle, he struggles to get a bit inside his mouth, before I pull out. He stands up and I kneel down and take Phillip's entire penis into my mouth. "Oh, wow, nobody's ever done my entire dick before", he coos, as I deep-throat his impressive penis, burying my nose into his lightly-haired abdomen. I pull back, releasing Phillip's wet penis, the move down and suck one, then both of his testicles into my mouth. "Ooh, I like that", he moans, as I stroke the smooth skin of his scrotum with my tongue.

I turn my attention once again to his penis, running my tongue along the underside of the shaft, then around the flare of his glans, finishing with stimulating his frenulum with the tip of my tongue, which makes his dick twitch with pleasure. I once again wrap my lips around his shaft, and sucking firmly, slide his boner in and out of my mouth, while firmly holding each of his butt cheeks with my hands. After a few seconds, he asks, "Could you do that thing with your finger in my butt again?" I oblige by slowly pushing my index finger past his tight sphincter, while still slowly sucking his dick.

As I feel him getting closer to climax, I once again pull back, and stimulate his frenulum with my tongue. Suddenly, his body tenses, his dick starts twitching, and he grasps my shoulder firmly, while grunting "oh...oh...." several times, as he experiences a dry orgasm. When his climax finishes, he is standing with his eyes closed. I stand up, he opens his eyes and says to me, "Wha....what happened?" I smile at him, gently wrap my fingers around his smooth testicles, and say, "You just had an orgasm. If you had more hair down here, you would've shot sperm, too." I squeeze his penis until a small drop of clear, gooey liquid comes out the tip, and say, "See, you're old enough to come just a little bit." He smiles at me, then gives me a quick kiss on my cheek.

"You know, I'd like to see YOU shoot sperm", he says to me, grinning. "Sure", I tell him, adding, "but, if you're going to suck me, be careful of your teeth. My dick's a bit large for your mouth." Phillip kneels down, and wraps his lips around just the glans of my penis. He does an admirable job sucking the end, and then turns to licking it with his tongue, copying the technique I had just used on him. My dick twitches several times in pleasure, so Philip decides to wrap his fingers around the base of my shaft to keep it from moving too much. He also sucks my balls, but his small mouth can only manage one at a time.

Eventually, he returns to sucking my glans, and doing so at an alarming rate. Finally able to take it no longer, I whisper to him, "I'm about to shoot", whereupon he releases my dick from his mouth, and grasps my penis, stimulating it with his hand sliding up and down the shaft. I feel the pressure building inside, resist it as long as I can, then finally ejaculate with an amount of force which I had never experienced before, which splatters Phillip's chest, right on the breastplate. The next 5 or 6 volleys also squirt onto his chest and stomach. Finally spent, I look up, and notice that Phillip is smiling. "Wow, that was amazing!", he exclaims, as he rubs my semen over his chest and stomach. I reach out, and bring his body up against mine, his semen-coated chest firmly pressed against mine, and kiss him on his lips. "You were great", I whisper in his ear. Even though he is a fairly good size, I reached down to support his buttocks and picked his body up, whereupon he wraps his legs around my waist, his still-firm penis pressed against my abdomen, and my deflating penis pressing against his dangling balls. We both kiss on the lips again, until, his weight finally becomes too much for me, I put him back down on the floor. As we separate, I can feel the glue-like stickiness of my semen resisting the parting of out bodies.

"Here, let me clean you up", I say to him, as I reach for a bar of soap. I start by cleaning my semen off his smooth chest, and then continue to clean the rest of his body. Of course, I pay particular attention to cleaning his penis and testicles, then he surprises me by turning around, and asking me, "Would you like to clean my butthole, too?" He bends over, showing me his clean, pink anus, and carefully clean around it, along his crotch, then slide a soapy finger down the opening, slowly, until it is completely inside. "Oh, man, that feels good", I here him softly say, as I fell him squeeze my digit with his sphincter.

Eventually, I have to tell him that the Y would be opening up soon, and that we couldn't let somebody find us pleasuring each other in the showers, so we rinse off, grab a couple of towels, and head to the lockers. We dry each other's bodies off quite thoroughly, then I sit down on the bench, one leg on either side. Phillip puts on just his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned, then straddles the bench in front of me, his penis still semi-erect. He then sits on the bench right in front of me, so that his penis and mine are pointing at each other's, laying flat on the bench and nearly touching, and he looks me straight in the eye. "Are there lots of boys naked here in the pool every day?' he asks me. I mention that sometimes, there are as many as 50 boys at open swim. "They're ALL naked?" he asks, to which I respond, "Yep, every single one". He smiles, and says, "Geez, I think I'm gonna come down here some day to swim, then", as I notice his penis start to stiffen again.

I respond, saying, "Well, first you'll have to pass the swim test. After that, though..." I look down, at his newly erected dick, and continue, "You'll cause a stir, I'm sure. You already have a really big dick, and you'll have to learn how to keep it from getting a boner in public, or else the boys will mock you mercilessly." Phillip looks up at me, and asks, "Well, I know my mom is paying you to teach me how to swim, but could you also teach me how to do that? I'd really, REALLY like to come down an' see all the other boys in the nude." I put my hands under his armpits once again, hoist him up, then lower him onto my thighs, such that his penis is touching my abdomen. "You know, Phillip, you're getting to the age that if other boys think you're queer, they'll make life hell for you." He looks at me with an expression of surprise, and realizing that I may have been too forward, I continue, as I gently stroke his shaft, "but, you'll also find that a lot of boys secretly like playing around. Tell me, how many boys have you fooled around with?"

"Only 1", he says, adding, "He's 14, an' he can shoot a little bit of semen. He sometimes babysits me when my mom goes out". I ask him if there are any boys in school he likes, and he says, "Yeah, there's this Irish boy in my school, in 7^th grade-he's got red hair an' lots of freckles. His name's Colin, I think." I'm certain that I know the boy he's talking about, and I ask him, "Does he have an older brother who has dark hair, about 14, named Padraic?" Phillip smiles, and responds, "Yes, he does! I think his brother's cute, too! Do they come down here to swim?"

Padraic was one of my early students, a boy who, when he was 11 and I was 15, was afraid of the water. I taught him how to swim, and we also became sex-buddies, but since he entered High School last autumn and I entered college, I haven't seen much of him. Still, even though Padraic had been my first sex partner, I still consider him the best I'd known. I say to Philip, "Yes, they come here once in a while. In fact, I taught Padraic how to swim when he was about your age, too". Philip responds, "Gee, that's interesting. Tell me...umm....have you seen Colin in the nude?" "Oh, yes, many times", I respond, adding, "both of them". Phillip gets a devilish smile on his face, then asks, "So.....what does Colin look like nude? I mean.....you know...."

I think back, having been at least a couple of months since I last saw Colin at the pool. "Well, he's got lots of freckles all over his body.......umm.......his skin is very, very light........umm.......he's got nice, muscular thighs, and his penis is pretty long, too.....although not as big as yours, but the most interesting thing about both of them is that they both still have foreskins, and Colin's skin is rather long". Philip smiles, and asks, "You mean skin over the end of his dick?" I nod my head, and he responds, "Wow, I gotta see that!" I put my hands on his side, and motion for him to stand up. "Don't get too excited, Philip, I'm not sure he's into other boys in that way. Some boys you just can't fool around with." I start buttoning Philip's shirt, until it covers his now softened penis.