Teenaged Boys Naked Swimming in High School with Hard-ons

862Report
Teenaged Boys Naked Swimming in High School with Hard-ons

I was a freshman in a big city high school in the ‘70s and wasn’t surprised when in my first semester I had swimming and for “public health reasons,” all of the boys would do it naked. I had been warned by my older brothers and coming from a family of nine kids, including sisters and a continually nursing mother, I wasn’t shy, or a stranger to the nude body.

On the first day we were instructed that if we heard three short bursts of the whistle, we were to get out of the pool quickly, line up on the edge and face the bleachers, because there may be an emergency and somebody would be there to give us instructions.

There were about 40 boys in the class, of all races, all pubescent, although there were a few that were probably barely, by the sparse hair on their cocks and balls. A few boys were older, or more advanced, as evidenced by their thicker bushes or larger penises. Many looked like me, uncut and white, about half were circumcised, but I tried not to stare. Still, it was the first time I saw a dick that wasn’t my dad’s or brother’s or cousin’s.

We all jumped in the pool and swam around, getting used to the water. It felt good on my naked body and it was something I had never done. As it was many times during the day as a young teenager, my dick was rock solid. I jerked off many times a day to relieve myself back then…

Suddenly, the whistle blew three times and we all jumped out and lined up on the edge of the pool. In the chill, my balls pulled in tight and my young cock was erect, of course. The coach was about four rows up in the bleachers and laughed, “all right men, there’s about 12 of you with boners, stiffies, hard-ons, WOOOOD! We don’t swim naked because this is a nudist camp, we swim naked because of the rules! I don’t think any of you guys are fairies, but there’s no grab-ass in the pool. Concentrate on swimming and your peckers will stay down! Get back in there!” There was some nervous laughter among the boys and we jumped back into the pool.

As time went on, I kept looking at other guy’s dicks, mostly in the locker room and I noticed a few other guys looking too. We dressed slower. Since we had lunch period after swimming, a few of us started eating together, though we never talked about anything other than school and girls.

The coach whistled again the next week and there were seven with erections. He shook his head and said, “Keep your mind on the swimming, damn it.”

When he did it the next time it was after the Columbus Day holiday and there was a higher number of absences, so less chance of a group of hard dicks. I was the only kid with a hard on. Coach seemed pleased as he looked down the line until he got to me. He dunked a small towel in the pool, threw it to me and ordered me onto the end of the diving board. When I got there, my cock was still hard, even though I was starting to get scared. He ordered the other boys to turn around and scorn me. Then coach yelled, “Cover that boner with the towel!” Seeing those 30 soft dicks lined up, even as they began laughing at me with a wet towel draped over my stiff tent pole, was humiliating at the same time it excited me. I got the first inkling of how thrilling a good humbling can feel and I felt oddly proud that I was “different,” the same way I would feel, years later, in a group of young men as the only one willing to be the "cum bucket" at a frat party…I noticed my friend Steve, one of my lunch buddies, an Asian boy with a thick bush of black pubic hair and a long thin cock, at the end of the line getting an erection as he watched my humiliation. This made me more bold and hard and when the coach saw it wasn’t making me soft, he told everyone to jump back in the pool.

The coach didn’t whistle again that semester. He never said a word to me and gave me an A in the section. Some of the guys gave me shit, but I was a good athlete and student and never heard much about it since. I think they were happy it wasn’t them…Every now and then I beat-off to the memory of that day.

That semester I did have the true stirrings of my own sexuality, actually, bisexuality. I like the shape and form of the penis, I love what it does. I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. My friend Steve and I had a couple of sleepovers. We didn’t know how men pleased each other. There was no internet. He was the first boy/man I ever got down on my knees in front of (Still a favorite position of mine!) and kissed and licked his beautiful cock and balls, stroking it. We beat off in front of each other and I tasted some of his cum, acquiring a taste for other men’s cum that I still enjoy. I enjoy a man's cock in my mouth and in my ass. I never had Steve's completely, although I still jack off to him too.

I have swam in many public pools since then and changed in many locker rooms. I have knelt in front of a few anonymous Asian men and sucked their dicks dry, even in front of other men, thinking back to my freshman year and my “humiliation.” I usually stop at one blow job, but there have been times…

Frank Mills writes real stories from his life and the life of friends for real people. They don't feature models and porn stars. Names and details are changed to protect the innocent.

Similar stories

BREAKING THE HABIT

If it weren't for the mole on Aaron Denton's dick, I'd be a lot happier, I guarantee you. That mole has been bothering me ever since third grade, when I saw him piss in the woods. What? he said blankly, looking around at our horrified stares, not realizing he was doing something completely unnatural. The rest of us were just hanging it out, taking a regular piss through our zippers like sensible people, but not Aaron. Shit. Without even giving it a second thought, Aaron unzipped his jeans, pulled his pants down, right to the knees -- (aaack!) -- and started...

100 Views

Likes 0

Lexy and Me: Lexy and Her Friend

I'll step away from the true encounters I've had with my vivacious Lexy to pen a great fantasy of mine, as I'm sure most guys share it. It goes something like this. We'll call Lexy's friend. . . . . . . . .Tiffany. Of course, that's not the name of the girl I modeled her from. It goes a little something like this. . . . . . . . We had to bring Tiffany along with us on our date, so it was more of a friend hangout kinda thing. We live in a pretty rural area, and the...

71 Views

Likes 0

Office dream part 5

It was a midsummer day at the office and everybody was complaining about the temperature although it was still early in the morning. The heat drenched my body with sweat. Dropping into my chair at the office, I turned on the fan and waited for some relief. I was trying to concentrate on my project but after a short time the heat got my thoughts wandering. I decided to take a little time off to surf. I clicked through my favorite sites. Soon I played a video of two girls and a guy. The guy sure looked happy, he was fucking...

92 Views

Likes 0

JUST LIKE OLD TIMES

Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri's two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother's state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn't want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it...

154 Views

Likes 0

I Accidentally Pimped Out my Daughter

I once met a 21 year-old man using a hook-up app, and he said he knew my 18 year-old daughter because she was friends with his younger sister. He seemed obsessed with her and said that she always reminded him of the girl in the Lolita movie. I thought it was kind of creepy that he was talking about her in a sexual way, but I wanted him to fuck me, and what he was saying was pretty kinky. So, I went along with his plans to go into her room and start groping her as I watched. She was on...

100 Views

Likes 0

Beth the Cum Slut Ch 4 -6

Chapter 4 I called Mel later and she put Julie on the phone. I told them what happened with Dad. Julie was surprised I’d gotten that far already. She said it took her at least three weeks to get that far with her dad. They suggested I play it cool for a bit and not push him too far, too fast. Just wear that shirt on Sundays for a couple of weeks and try to keep showing him more and more of my body. Let the conversation go where it can but keep letting him know I’m okay with him seeing...

129 Views

Likes 0

Change Of Life_(0)

Miranda Parkes sang along with the car radio as she made a right turn onto Jefferson Avenue and then a quick left over to Madison Street. The song had been popular back in her high school days and brought back happy memories to the forty-eight year old. Then again, she really didn't need anything to feel good right now, not after leaving the doctor’s office and her yearly physical a half hour before with a clean bill of health. In her happy state and with lunchtime so near, Miranda decided to stop by her older sister’s house and see if she’d...

65 Views

Likes 0

Bait and Switch Ch. 13

Thanks to garbonzo607 for their insightful edits. =================================== It took both Gina and Summer bouncing on my bed to wake me. I was dead to the world, and yet having nightmares about demons tearing apart all those I cared about, ripping off their limbs, and eating their flesh. When the two women were finally able to wake me, I was soaked with sweat, and breathing pretty heavily. 'Bout time, Summer told me with a smile, but there was a worried look buried deep in her eyes. What were you dreaming about, that had you moaning, and tossing, and turning, huh? Gina...

138 Views

Likes 0

Lost In The Wilderness

Fbailey story number 334 Lost In The Wilderness I was dumb enough to sign up for a wilderness survival course one summer. Being a school teacher I get the whole summer off each year and I try to broaden my experiences each year. I have done some dumb things in the past but this may have been the dumbest. I had a week of intensive training in a classroom environment along with some hands on experience outside but not nearly enough for the real world. I learned to make fire from flint and steel, I learned how to catch fish, trap...

811 Views

Likes 0

The Final Lesson

All of the incidents in this story are fiction, but the relationship between the two main characters is based on my relationship with my lover. The story is dedicated to her. Are you ready for this, baby? Yes, Daddy. I'm always ready for anything you have for me. Anne smiled sweetly. She calls me Daddy because I'm much older than she is, and because we share fantasies about incest. It says something about our relationship that the incest fantasies are one of the tamer aspects. I looked at her, took in the love and devotion shining on her face, and her...

174 Views

Likes 0

Popular searches

Share
Report

Report this video here.