By Jamie
Copyright 2023 by Jamie, all rights reserved
* * * * *Delayed Chapter 10
James
The following Monday saw the swimming lesson down at St Thomas's and
this week Miss Sharpe told Annabel and James they would be looking at
breast stroke. They got there in good time and once having undressed in
the changing room the naked James was busy getting everything ready
when the pool door opened and in came Mrs. Phillipson and the boys.
Miss Sharpe turned to James, " a good idea maybe James if you go in the
changing room and get them to get undressed quickly and make sure no
larking around. Any boy misbehaving just let me know."
James
smiled "yes Miss" as he walked down the poolside. I may still be a boy
but I’m in charge, he thought to himself. Inside the changing room the
boys were already getting undressed at least half of them indeed were
already naked their little willies on show, others clearly needed
chivvying along.
“Come on boys” said James, “we dent want to
waste valuable swim time.” He noticed that Peter was reluctantly
getting undressed,
He walked over smiling, “come on Peter you don’t want to be last, Miss Sharpe doesn’t do slow. What’s the problem/”
The boy glowered back at him, clearly James after last week was not his
favourite person as he had been slippered by his dad when he got home.
The first time his dad had spanked him with an implement, and it hurt a
lot more than with the hand. This boy in his mind was responsible for
that.
James stood there arms crossed, “we are waiting” he
said looking at the boy who was still virtually fully dressed. By now
all the others were naked. A few shouted at him to get a move on.
Slowly and reluctantly he got undressed, blushing as he removed his underpants. It soon became obvious why he was so reticent.
“Where’s your pubes?” said one of the boys. The Ohers looked a few started to giggle.
“Not such a big boy now eh Peter!”
“Shaved off” muttered the embarrassed but angry Peter.
James decided to take control. “Right boys off you go , walk in a line
slowly. Miss Sharpe is waiting.” He looked at the boy nearest the door,
“can you tell Miss sharpen I’ll be out in a couple of minutes please.
Right off you go.”
The boys walked out quietly weaving James with the naked Peter.
“What happened Peter?” he asked gently.
“My dad shaved them off, he said if can’t act maturely I don’t need them.”
“Gosh well I guess has kinda right. You were silly last week. Be better
today and I will tell your mum how sensible you’ve been. Okay? Don’t
worry they will soon grow back. At least you know that, unlike me.
Anyway in the lesson you’ll be just be like the rest of us, so no
worries about being different.”
He placed his hand on the boys shoulder. “Come on Peter lets go swimming.”
The boy nodded and they walked out together. The other boys had just
started swimming a few warm up lengths so Peter jumped in whilst James
walked over to join Annabel and Miss Sharpe.
“All okay James?”
“Yes Miss, he’s just a little embarrassed. After last week’s strop with
his mum in the changing room, his dad shaved off his pubes because he
acted like a silly little boy and didn’t deserve them.”
“Wow” said Annabel
Miss Sharpe nodded, “well hopefully he has learned his lesson.”
“I told him if he worked hard and behaved properly today I would tell his mum he’d been good.”
“Excellent James good motivation I’m sure; well done. Right let’s get
them out. If both of you pop in and we will demonstrate the stroke.”
The lesson continued as before with the boys improving their technique.
Towards the end of the lesson Miss Sharpe gave them 15 minutes of free
swim with a water volleyball game; a small net was rigged across the
pool. Annabel and James stood on the side watching.
“I do like this job , where else can you get paid to watch all these naked boys?”
James laughed,” well I can see it from your point of view certainly ,not sure from mine though!”
She put her arm around gently, "hey don’t worry James I’m sure you will
start soon. In the meantime enjoy being the cutest boy in class. We
girls love your little willy.”
“Do you really?” he replied incredulously.
“Yes and the fact you are gentle kind and fun to be with. So many of
the boys have changed since they got older, so brash and loud.”
“Yeah I guess so. I can see that.”
“Well we like you. In fact I have something to ask you...”
A few minutes later Janes had agreed to her plan reluctantly, but he
was also quite excited about it. Miss Sharpe blew her whistle and
called all the boys out of the pool.
“Well done boys.
Another good lesson. Next week it is front crawl. Time to get dried and
dressed” she said as the door opened and Mrs. Philipson entered
followed by the mums.
“Right off you go. Peter please wait here please.”
The boys walked off to the changing room chatting away past the group
of mums standing by the entrance smiling at the parade of their naked
boys. A few sisters were there as well, giggling at the little willies.
Miss Sharpe asked Annabel to put all the floats and equipment away and
then said "James can you go and ask Peter’s mum to join us."
James walked down towards the mums acutely conscious of the fact he was
a naked 14 year old boy with a tiny willy and they all knew his age and
lack of development. Lots of smiles beamed out at him and he walked
exposed towards them. Peter stood nervously as his mother and James
approached.
“Hello Mrs. Lupton. I just wanted to tell you that
Peter has been very good today. He has worked hard on his technique,
and he has been playing nicely with the other boys at water volleyball.
Well done Peter.”
“Thank you for telling me Miss Sharpe, I
do appreciate it. Well done peter. I’m glad we haven’t had a repeat of
last week. Maybe your fathers actions had a good effect. Keep it up
though. I must say he’s been a lot better at home too.”
Miss
Sharpe nodded, “It is not an un common problem with boys who mature
early Mrs. Lupton. They are suddenly young men with all those hormones
rushing through their bodies, they are aware they are among the first
of their peers and they often get too big for their boots. They are
physically becoming a young man but still are very much boys. I believe
not only in a good spanking when needed but also naked time helps keep
a boy in check. I’m sure Peter now he knows the consequences of being
silly will continue to be well behaved.”
She smiled at the
boy who initially had been pleased with the praise but was now not
happy with the reminder of his spanking and the naked time suggestion.
“Well you two boys better head off and get dressed.”
James said thank you and followed closely by Peter walked down the
pool. The changing room was now empty as the other boys had all dressed
quickly and were gone. Miss Sharpe and Peter’s mum stood chatting,
Annabel had gone off to change and James grabbed his towel and walked
over to the showers. A nice warm shower
Peter joined him and
the boys began to wash their hair and bodies. James looked at Peter as
he was trying to soap his back, so he grabbed the soap and said let me
do that. He soaped up the boy and then said turn around.
Peter
did as he was told, and James carried on soaping him until the boy was
covered in white suds. They were laughing. James boldly then soaped up
Peter’s willy; he smiled as he said “got to be clean all over” and
inevitably Peter’s willy grew and soon his 3 inch erection was pointing
through the suds.
“Nice size” said James his own little willy was erect but of course a lot smaller. He gave the boys willy a little tug.
He looked at Peter and asked , “do you, you know jerk off?”
Peter grinned “yeah it’s amazing.”
“Wish I could.”
“You will , it will happen and once it does you won’t stop doing it.”
His hand had naturally drifted to his erection, and he started to
gently tug it as the warm water washed all his soap away. James stood
there the water running over his hair and body watching as Peter began
to masturbate more quickly. He was clearly just about to ejaculate as
Annabel appeared round the corner to find out what was keeping the boys.
Poor Peter was too far gone as she stood open mouthed watching the boy cry out as he shot a string of cum from his hard willy.
“Wow!” she said not realising the boys hadn’t seen her. They both
jumped out of shock. Peter immediately blushed, embarrassed at the
display in front of her. She gave him a big smile,
“Was that fun Peter? You boys better hurry up though Mrs. Phillipson wants to go.”
“Yes sorry” said James, “we got errr carried away.”
“So I can see. Don’t forget to clean your willy Peter. Don’t worry I won’t tell.”
She turned around and still laughing, walked out of the changing room
whilst the boys looked at each other. James grinned “don’t worry Peter
she won’t tell your mum. Come on lets dry off and get dressed.”
Peter was mortified but also quite proud of himself. He was a young man
and although he had forgiven James for last week he still inwardly
thought, I’m a man, he’s 3 years older and still got a tiny willy. He
puffed his chest out a bit and grabbed his towel. James was reflecting
the same thoughts though from the other viewpoint – “When will I
start!”