By Jamie
Copyright 2020 by Jamie, all rights reserved
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Delayed part 2
The school swimming gala.
The boys at St Dunstan’s prep school were aged between 9 and 14
covering 5 school years. (Years 5-9). They left prep for year 10 to
start their 4 years of senior school where hopefully at the end they
would graduate and head off to university or into the world of work.
The school had its own indoor heated swimming pool and each year group
of about 25- 30 boys enjoyed the facility very much. The boys swam
naked and were used to it having all started at 9 years old being naked
was not an issue. As they grew up of course puberty started for boys
some as young as 11. It was the natural order of things, so it was
normal for the older classes to have boys at different stages of
development.
Every summer the school held its swimming gala and families were
invited but as this took place at 4pm on a weekday the vast majority of
the spectators were mums and siblings. Whilst classes were naked for
all with no allowance for development, at the gala the school rule
stated that boys who had started puberty in the top two years should
wear trunks.
Bobbie Gray enjoyed school and loved swimming and always looked forward
to swim class. He was a good swimmer and was on the swim team which ran
practice twice a week in addition to his own class swimming lesson. He
lived with his parents and had one sister Belinda who was 16 months
younger than him.
Every year Mum and Belinda came to the gala to watch him race and cheer
him on. Belinda was an enthusiastic supporter as it gave her the
opportunity to see so many naked boys. She enjoyed looking at the boy’s
willies and she and her friends who also had brothers at the school
used to tease the boys about seeing them. The boys didn’t like it and
thought it was not fair as they had no way of seeing the girls naked,
but they had no choice.
By the time Bobby was in year 8 a good number of his classmates had
started puberty so were glad to be afforded the cover up of trunks at
the summer gala. They were all 12. The following year having turned 13
over the past 10 months about 20 of the 26 boys were now in trunks.
Belinda who herself aged 11 and a half had started and wasted no time
in teasing her older brother that he was still a little boy. For Bobbie
there was no sign of any start to puberty but as his mother pointed out
everyone is different.
Another year passed and the year 9 class were in their swimming lesson
a few weeks before the gala. At the end of the lesson Mr. Moore their
PE teacher blew his whistle and called them out of the pool where they
stood as normal in a semi-circle facing him. There were 26 of them
standing there all wet and naked.
"Right lads listen up. Good lesson though King I think you need a
little reminder about the rules of the pool don’t you?"
William King blushed, he’d been called out twice for being too rough in
free swim, ducking others and generally mucking about. He knew the
consequence and stepped forward.
"By this time of your school career here at St Dunstan’s I expect
better King. Hand me Percy please." (Percy was the nickname for the
swimming pools black plimsoll which hung on a peg by the seating) King
fetched the plimsoll and then bent over hands on the bottom tier of
seats. The sound of 3 swift whacks to his bare bottom echoed around the
pool. Some of the other boys winced but not as much as the chastened 14
year old his willy swinging with each smack. He stood up rubbing his
bottom apologized and resumed his place.
"I hope that is the last time I will have to do that boys, you’ve got
only 4 weeks left here. You should all be growing up and being
sensible." He looked around at the naked boys in front of him, all bar
one of which was now sporting hair and a growing penis. The exception
was Bobbie Gray who stood out clearly as a boy.
"I do not need to remind you boys that next door (the senior school)
they use the cane and believe you me you don’t want that. I can still
remember being caned from when I was a lad it is not nice. So, heads up
start behaving now. Okay lecture over. Right swim team notices: the
teams for the final swim match and the water polo game will be posted
on the board by the end of the day. Your last time to represent the
school.”
“Now onto the swim gala, I’ve got 16 of you taking part and the others
are as senior boys all helping with the marshaling, time keeping etc.
So those boys we will have a run through on Friday afternoon please;
meet me here at the pool at the end of lessons. The race lists I’ll
give to Mr. Foster (their form master). Now dress code: Marshalls you
need to be in your pe kit (white t shirts and shorts) and bare feet
obviously. Swimmers you will wear trunks as per the school rules if you
have started puberty. God forbid that mums and sisters could see your
growing willies boys!” The boys all laughed, " if I had my way, you'd
all be swimming naked, but these are the rules."
He paused and looked around his yes settling on Bobbie. "Gray I’m
afraid no trunks for you though. Sorry that will mean you are different
to the rest of the class but that’s life."
Bobbie was blushing profusely, his willie though clearly still that of
a boy had started to grow so it was now about 2.5 inches but no hair
visible at all. His mates whilst feeling sorry for him were to a man so
glad they weren’t in his shoes, after all the other benefit was that
they had all discovered was masturbation and were enjoying that
immensely!
Gala Day
It was morning and Bobbie was lying in bed. He was naked under the bed
clothes, his hand playing with his willie, he enjoyed the sensation,
but nothing was happening. Poor Bobbie really didn’t want to do the
gala for the first ever time. He loved his swimming but felt keenly
that this afternoon would be awfully embarrassing. He thought about
throwing a sickie but knew his mother would not be convinced. He sighed
and realized he would just have to get through the day. He got up
showered dressed and headed off to school.
Morning lessons seemed to drag and more than once, a teacher had to
bring him back to the lesson as he was thinking about other things. By
330pm he was feeling anxious but was trying to hide it. The bell went
for the end of lessons and a mass of boys headed off to the school pool
which had two large changing rooms, male and female as the pool was
used outside of school hours by clubs and family swims. But of course,
for school swims it was boys only.
In the female changing room the youngest 3 years were all getting
undressed, 9-12 year old boys all naked with only a few of boys
sprouting the early stages of puberty and hair. These boys were proud
and didn’t seem to mind being naked. The embarrassment had yet to kick
in.
Meanwhile at the other end of the pool the 13-14 year olds of years 8
and 9 were getting changed into their black speedo trunks. All of
Bobbies’ year were of course suited except for the naked Bobbie. The
year 8s were similarly clothed except for 2 boys. Mr. Moore appeared
and quietened the boys down. He told them the running order and then
they waited.
Outside in the pool the seating area was full of boys who were not
swimming, mums and siblings mostly girls eagerly awaiting the arrival
of the naked boys and of course members of the school staff including
the female teachers and assistants.
Mr. Stander the deputy head welcomed everyone and then announced, "lets
welcome the junior swimmers" Applause greeted the line of naked younger
boys who trooped out of the changing room with the youngest leading the
way. They lined up in front of the crowd, so everyone was fully on show
nothing was hidden from view. Girls giggled with each other as they
looked at the array of willies noticing which boys had bigger ones and
some hair. Some of the boys felt embarrassed by this forced display.
They were then told to sit on the bottom row of the seats as Mr.
Stander announced the senior swimmers. The doors opened and in walked
the older bots led by the two naked boys of the years 8. These boys
were followed by their classmates and then by the naked Bobbie at the
front of the year 9s. They lined up and stood in front. The picture was
clear: the 3 naked boys stood out clear to everyone amongst a sea of
black trunks. Bobbie felt the many pairs of eyes on him, his sister and
her friends pointing at his lack of development.
Belinda turned to her mother and asked her when she thought her brother
might grow up, " we don’t know dear every boy is different"
"But mother he’s the only one"
"Yes, i can see that now, I didn’t know this before perhaps we will
have to see the Doctor"
Belinda seemed satisfied with this answer but was fascinated by her
brothers lack of development. Her best friend Chrissie said, "I think
he looks cute", Belinda smiled and whispered, "come around to play and
you can get a closer look”. The girls giggled.
As the oldest naked boy Bobbie was feeling particularly exposed as he
was clearly of an older age but also clearly still a boy. The
difference between him and some of his mates was stark. He silently
resolved to carry on as normal and try and ignore the looks and some
comments he had already heard from girls and some mothers who remarked
to each other about his lack of development.
His first swim wouldn’t be for a while as he looked for a place to sit
out of view, he heard his mother calling him. He could hardly ignore
her as she beckoned him over where she was sitting with his sister, her
friend and another lady who turned out to be Chrissies’ mother. He
approached them naked as the boys’ towels were all in the changing
rooms. " Darling are you all ready, when is your first race?"
"Number 12 mum" he replied,
"Okay" she smiled reassuringly, "say hello to Mrs. Traynor, who is
Chrissie's mum"
He shyly said hello fully aware of her casting her eye over him
"Hello Bobbie" she said smiling, " good luck with your races today, we
will be cheering you on. I must say Barbara it must be so easy not
having to bother with trunks, but why are most of the boys in Bobbies
class wearing them. Is that parental choice? "
"Oh no. The boys up to year 7 all swim naked, but at the gala year 8s
and 9s who have started puberty have to wear trunks. As you can Bobbies
not there yet so he’s naked still. It’s so nice he’s still my little
boy"
"Mum I’m 14 now" said Bobbie
"But you are still my little boy darling".
Belinda giggled as she watched her brother squirm with embarrassment.
The races began and thus attention went elsewhere, and Bobbie watched
the first 10 races involving younger boys and then headed off to get
ready for his. Bobbie although he was hampered by his lack of growth
made up for this by being technically good, lots of practice and as a
result was still one of the fastest. He was in 3 races and was on good
form and ended up winning all 3. He was really pleased despite the
whole exposure of his little manhood to everyone.
At the end of the gala every race winner received a medal from the
Headmaster and had to walk out front to get it. All the awards started
from youngest upwards so by the time the year 8 and 9 medals were being
presented Bobbie was once again obviously different as every other
winner was wearing trunks, and he had to go up 3 times!
Once all the winner’s medals were given out, the Head addressed the
audience congratulating all those who took part, the winners and
thanking those who had helped and of course thanking parents and others
for coming along,
"Thank you for support or all the boys this afternoon, I’m sure they
all appreciate it. Now there is one final award to give out, the
Headmasters Cup to the best swimmer overall. We have conferred and so
this year the winner is....
At this point the Head picked up the trophy from the table beside him
and paused as everyone waited,
"The winner is Bobbie Gray unbeaten in all his races"
Applause echoed round the pool as the surprised Bobbie stepped forward
already with 3 medals round his neck. The head shook his hand said well
done and passed him the cup. He then motioned Bobbie to climb up on the
adjacent starting block so everyone could see him and as he lifted the
trophy up many flashes indicated his photo being taken, naked and on
film the little boy with the cup.
The headmaster signaled for quiet as he added "I think you will all
agree that Bobbies performance today winning all his year 9 races
against his fellow classmates was excellent especially given the others
development. At this stage for those of you who are unaware I must
explain that only boys who have started puberty can in years 8 and 9
wear trunks at the gala as we believe that boys have no need of such
modesty before then. So well done Bobbie for winning so well a boy
against young men."
The applause and a few cheers rang out. Poor Bobbie felt humiliated as
everyone now realised if they hadn’t already that he was a 14-year-old
with a boy’s willy! To make matters worse it was now having one of its
involuntary erections so as he stood there it was pointing upwards. He
blushed from head to toe.
Soon fortunately the applause ended as people prepared to leave and
Bobbie before escaping to the changing room was called over by his mum
As he made his way lots of mums and girls congratulated him on the cup
which he carried over to show his mum and sister. He heard comments of
well done, congratulations but also " good looking boy". Girls his own
age who he knew were giggling at his nudity "nice willy Bobbie" but a
few shaming commented too " not much to see though ".
He tried to ignore it as he was praised by his mum and Mrs. Traynor for
his performance. He left the cup with his mum and sought sanctuary in e
changing room where many of the guys were now showering naked of
course. Well done was said and a few of the boys asked how he felt,
feeling sorry for the embarrassment he had been put through. The
biggest boy in the class Duncan beckoned Bobbie over to stand next to
him, his good sized willy with plenty of hair on show next go the bare
bald boy. He shouted for everyone to be quiet as he put his arm around
Bobbie
"You swam good there Bobbie, well done mate, shame about the last part.
You may be a boy still, but you are our boy!
Bobbie felt both happy but also sad, because of his predicament, Duncan
leant in and spoke quietly, "when it happens mate we will all be
expecting you to put on another show proving you are one of us" all
said with a big smile on his face and his hand on his own willy
wiggling it about. "You know what I mean?" Bobbie nodded. Another
embarrassment awaited when he eventually came of age.
Back home Mrs. Traynor and Chrissie had come back for dinner so as they
all sat down to eat the conversation turned to the gala and the one
topic Bobbie dreaded the swimming trunks rule. Barbara told her friend
that all the boys swam naked in class but it was just for the gala boys
were allowed their trunks. Bobbie sat there quietly saying nothing as
the mums discussed the merits of this policy. Belinda chirped up, "
well we think all the boys should swim naked don’t we Chrissie " she
stated a big grin on her face! Chrissie nodded enthusiastically!
"How do you feel about it Bobbie? " asked Mrs. Traynor, "after all you
were the only one in your class without a costume"
Bobbie blushed as he thought about his answer, "well I think it is
unfair. I think it should be the same for all, so either in year 9 we
are all naked or we can all wear trunks. It’s not nice being
different."
Mrs. Traynor nodded in agreement, but smiling added, "but by being
different you do get more attention from the girls"
"well I think you look great Bobbie" said Chrissie
He blushed and shyly smiled, he did think she was nice. Dinner was
finished and the washing up done and all were back in the living room
when Barbara took the cup and holding it up asked " where do you want
it put Bobbie?"
He looked around and decided on the shelving next to a picture of him
and his sister.
"But first a picture or two. Come here Bobbie, hold e cup " said his
Mum positioning him in front of the fire place where a roaring fire
brought a lovely warmth to the room. They took a few snaps and then
Belinda asked where his medals were and rushed up stairs to get them
from his room where he had put them. When she came down her mum and
Mrs. Traynor were saying that the pictures didn’t look right,
"What do you mean Mum?” she asked
" I’m not sure really just seems odd picture with a swimming cup and
but not in a pool"
Belinda thought and then smiling suggested, much to her brother’s
horror " well perhaps Bobie should be dressed as he was in the pool? "
"You mean undressed then?"
"Yes, it would be more real"
"Umm i see what you mean. Bobbie take your clothes off and we can put
your medals round your neck and a few pictures with the cup."
Bobbie stared daggers ay his sister and tried to protest but his mother
said, " it is not exactly as if we haven’t seen you naked is it Bobbie,
you’ve been nude all afternoon, now stop being silly and get undressed"
Knowing there was no way out of it, Bobbie was reluctantly soon naked
again and worth medals around his neck was smiling for the camera.
Belinda grinning said, "one with me and big brother! " standing next to
him her arm round his waist her fingers just inches from his willy.
After the pictures were taken, Bobbie moved to get dressed but his mum
intervened, "you might as well stay ad you are Bobbie, after all it is
bedtime soon for you all. Mrs. Traynor and Chrissie are staying over,
why don’t you kids go and get ready for bed. "
The girls lept up and led the naked boy upstairs.