Montana 1

By Kahuntwm

Copyright 2025 by Kahuntwm, all rights reserved

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Montana, Ch. 1: Montana’s Secrets Revealed
By Kahuntwm1588@outlook.com

Something different was going to happen to him. Montana didn’t know what but he did know something was slightly off. His life experiences at the age of ten had not prepared him for what was about to happen. But in the end, he did learn one thing: the private parts of his body were not, in fact, private.

The situation developed when Montana’s parents, Owen and Roberta, decided that he should attend summer camp. They chose Camp Appledon for Boys and Girls which was situated on Lake Abernaki in Maine - 1500 miles away from home in Sarasota. Four full weeks without Montana around to interfere with their extensive social life. Four weeks without the lad around was four weeks of swinging with other couples.

Montana’s opinion or desires of attending summer camp were neither solicited or desired. In truth, Montana didn’t mind. He was ten, nearly eleven, and had become more and more embarrassed by his mom’s clingingness. When they were home, he loved mom’s hugs and kisses, but she began hugging and kissing him at school, at swim practice, at the store…well, you get it.

“Oh,, but sweety,” she would bellow out, “you are so cute and pretty.” Now Montana knew he was cute and pretty but he didn’t want mom pointing it out. He got a lot of friendly teasing from his friends at school without her making matters worse. So, off to camp where he wouldn’t see anyone he knew - a chance to make new friends who hopefully would not notice how pretty he was.

But someone did notice, right away. Elliot was a veteran counselor at the camp and in charge of all activities involving swimming. He was the one who ran the Red Cross LIfe Saving course (campers had to be sixteen or older) and taught the campers how to swim, and for those like Montana who knew how to swim, different strokes and other matters when one was in the water.

And Elliot fell in love with Montana the minute he saw him that first day. Okay, not love so much as lust. And a lust that overpowered him. And began to think how he could get the boy naked. He had this urge to see this beautiful ten year old boy naked in all his glory. He was forty-two and he had never felt this way, this strongly, as he did when he saw Asher for the first time.And giving him private swimming lessons seemed to be the way to go.

But the first time Montana had swimming lessons, Elliot was crushed. The boy was clearly an accomplished swimmer - the only lad in the 10-12 class who could swim. But then he found out that he was on a swimming team and Elliot knew that he could get Asher alone by offering to help him on the various strokes that he would use in meets. And Asher was responsive to this offer.

“Now, Montana,” Elliot said, “I cannot help you during normal swimming activities and lessons since I am so busy with all the other children.”

“You have Mabel to help,” Montana said, referring to the counselor who was his chief assistant.

“Indeed I do,” Elliot replied, “but she is older than I am so she needs a rest here and there.”

That seemed logical to the gullible ten year old. “I would appreciate help with several of my strokes, sir.”

“Good” said Elliot, “I will wake you up at 5:30 in the morning and then meet you down at the secondary beach, which is a bit more private. Everyone else sleeps till 7:00 so we will have plenty of time for lessons.”

At 5:00, Montana was already awake so he heard Elliot quietly come into the cabin and walk to his bunk. “I’m awake,” he whispered.

“Good,” Elliot said. “See you down at the beach.”

Montana took off his boxers and put on his swim suit, one of those baggy ones. When he arrived, the sun was beginning its rise, and Elliot admired the boy’s cute face, beautiful chest with two petite nipples protruding out in the cool air. Soon both were in the water, Elliot standing and watching Montana do his strokes. When Montana finished, Elliot asked him to swim over to where he was standing.

“First thing we have to do is to get you to relax. You are using too much energy swimming. You want to feel like you are gliding through the water, not fighting it all the way. So, first we are going to use some floating techniques designed to get you to relax while in the water.”

So Montana floated on his back and Elliot held him up, placing a hand on his shoulders and lower back. Then he had Montana float on his stomach, placing his hands on the boy’s chest and thighs.

When finished, Elliot praised the lad and said, “I did have trouble seeing what your legs were doing. Your bathing suit is too big and too baggy.”

“I did bring a speedo but it is back at the cabin. I will wear it next time.”

“Well, here’s the thing. It is just the two of us so I think you should just junk the bathing suit.”

There was a slight pause and Asher quietly asked, ”You mean be naked?”

“Why not. Many swimmers practice in the nude. It gives them a sense of freedom of motion in the water.”

“I’ve never done that,”Montana said.

“Probably because you always practice in public and with other boys. Here you are in a private place and I am the only one here.”

“I guess,” Montana said cautiously. ‘You won’t mind?”

“Why would I? When I was your age I often swam naked.” Elliot said softly, “Slip your suit off.” So Montana pulled down his swimming trunks, through them aside, and just stood there with his hands covering his genitals.

“Here, Montana,” Elliot said. “No need to be shy. Let me see you.” He pulled Montana’s hands away and Elliot stared at the boy’s perfect penis and testicles. “God, you are so beautiful,” Elliot exclaimed. “I thought you were ten.”

“I am ten - almost eleven,” Asher said.

“Almost like twelve or thirteen. Your cock is two inches or more. And your balls! You are so much larger than other ten year olds.”

While Montana didn’t like people calling him beautiful, he did like to be praised. But coach Elliot was not praising his face or chest but his most intimate body part. He felt a little pride. Of course, he had seen other boys his age naked and he knew his cock was longer and thicker than theirs. But he didn’t think much about it, but now he seemed very pleased. He smiled at Elliot and went into the water.,

When Montana floated on his back, Elliot put his hands on the boy’s shoulder but this time he placed his other hand on the lad’s soft butt cheeks. He also stared at the boy’s floating cock and balls.

“I hope you don’t mind me staring,” Elliot said, “but you are so precious.”

“I guess not,” Montana replied. “As long as it is just you.”

When Montana turned over, Elliot put his hand on the boy’s chest but his other hand rested on the boy’s sex. Montana jumped at the touch.

“I will remove my hand if you are uncomfortable,” Elliot whispered.

“No,” the boy said, ”it sort of feels good.”

So the lesson continued. Unless the boy was floating, which wasn’t that often, the opportunities for Elliot to touch Montana’s delicate sex organ were few. But he did get to watch the boy’s body at work and saw every inch of his intimate areas. The various twists and turns involved in the various swimming strokes allowed Elliot to view Asher’s rolling balls, bouncing penis, and the hidden treasures between his ass cheeks. But would the boy want a second lesson?

When the lesson concluded, the naked boy walked toward his towel but Elliot got there first. Taking the towel, Elliot asked Montana to just stand there. “Let me dry you,” he said. He knew that if the lad let him do that, then he would return for the next lesson. He gently dried the boy’s back and chest, then kneeled down to dry his butt.

As he dried his cheeks, he whispered “Bend over a little.” Montana hesitated but by now he felt he was under control by Elliot and at this point, his body held no secrets to his coach. When Montana felt the towel brush his little butt hole, he gave out a slight groan. He could not help himself because it felt so nice. When Elliot got to his genitals, Montana looked down and noticed how gentle his coach was when drying him there.

“There,” Elliot said when he reluctantly ended drying the boy. “All set. Why don’t you put your shorts on before someone comes along. This will be our secret. Okay?”

Montana mumbled okay and while he was embarrassed by his nudity, he enjoyed the whole session. He felt weird because he liked the idea that his coach enjoyed looking at his nakedness. He hoped this would not be the last session.

Neither Elliot or Montana realized it, but they were seen walking back. Mabel was Elliot’s assistant in the swimming program at the camp. The forty-three year old woman was somewhat surprised to see Elliot walking back to the cabins with Montana. She couldn’t help but notice that the boy clearly had been swimming but his shorts didn’t seem wet. Interesting.

Two mornings later, Elliot got Montana up early and the two walked toward the lake. This time they were not alone as Mabel quietly followed. It was still somewhat dark so when she observed them at the beach, she couldn’t not see a lot of detail, but she did see the boy strip off his swim trunks. That was not only interesting but rather exciting.

She waited until Montana began swimming while Elliott stood in the water. Then she watched Elliot hold the boy while practicing floating. That in itself was odd - no one really needed to ‘practice’ floating once you learned how to do it. She quietly walked into the water and saw Montana’s beautiful ass as he floated face down, firmly held by Elliot.

“Well, well,” she said softly. “What do we have here?”

The sound of her voice caused Montana to quickly stand up in the water. Even though the water, coming up to his chest, covered his privates, he placed both hands on his treasure.

“Montana, dear,” Mabel said with a broad smile, “are you naked?” Montana, blushing red, nodded a ‘yes’.

“Okay, sweetie,” Mabel said, “I will hold you while you float on your back>”

“You don’t need to,” Montana mumbled.

“Oh, I do need to if you want me to keep quiet about your swim lessons.”

Alas, the boy did want her to keep quiet and did not resist when she came to him, pulling him back so he could float on his back. She placed one hand on his shoulder and as his legs came up, she placed another hand on his soft ass. Slowly his precious penis and delicate balls rose above the water level.

Staring intently at the boy’s sex organ, she said “Oh my, aren’t you so cute. Very impressive - what do you think, Elliot? Two inches plus?”

“Okay, Mabel, you made your point,” Elliot said. “No need to embarrass the boy further.”

Mabel allowed Montana to stand in the water, again hiding his sex. He was profoundly embarrassed. He didn’t mind his coach seeing him naked, but a woman?

“You didn’t mind I have seen you naked?” she asked Montana.

Montana didn’t know what to say because as he thought about it, he didn’t seem to mind much at all. He must be a weirdo, he decided. Perhaps all three of them were weirdos. Instead of answering, he began swimming a lap - two clothed adults watching one very naked boy swimming away, twisting this way and that, exposing every inch of his body.

There was only one lesson after that and then the camp session closed and Montana left for home. He never forgot the feeling he had as he swam in the nude before his two coaches. He was embarrassed that Elliot and Mabel had seen him naked - up close and personal - and his ten year old brain knew that it wasn’t quite right or proper. But he couldn’t deny the feelings he felt when he was touched in his delicate places. Confused as he was, he was unsure enough that he decided he would not mention a thing to his parents.

Now, he knew his parents, Owen and Roberta, had an unorthodox marriage. He knew what sex was and that his parents apparently did a lot of it, both with each other and other adults. While at camp, the boys, when lights were out, found out from the other boys and the counselor that what his parents were doing was called ‘swinging’, and that the other boys did not believe their parents did the same thing. The counselor unhelpfully said to the boys that their parents could be doing it but they just didn’t know it.

“How come you seem to know, Montana?” one boy asked.

“Because they told me,” he replied.

“You mean your mom or dad told you that they had sex with other couples?” the counselor asked unbelievably.

“Ah, at the time I wasn’t all that sure what sex was exactly,” Montana said with a blush. “Thanks to camp life, I do now. My camp experience has taught me a lot of things.”

Montana did know that his parents were very liberal when it came to sex matters. But they might not approve of him getting liberal, as in swimming nude with two adults who were not nude. He decided that he would say nothing for now until he knew more (i.e. became a bit more mature).

Then mother blew the whole thing out of the water. One day, when his father was working and his mom was school shopping with his two sisters (Tessa, 12 and Mary, 9), Montana decided to break a house rule - never swim in the pool unless an adult was present. But he loved to swim and at camp he found out he loved to skinny dip. Swimming in the nude felt liberating and he loved the feel of water washing over his private areas, unencumbered by a swimsuit. What he didn’t know was that while shopping, his mom and sisters ran into some of the girls’ friends. The long and short of it was the girls all went to the movies and one of the other mothers said she would bring Tessa and Mary home. So Roberta decided to go home and enjoy some quality time with her ten year old son. High quality indeed, as it turned out.

Assuming that Montana was in his room, Roberta walked upstairs and as she walked by the large window that overlooked the pool on the lanai, she saw her son swimming away, practicing the crawl stroke. Then she did a second look. My word, she thought, my son is naked. I can see his naked butt. Roberta looked on for a minute, hoping Asher would practice the backstroke. When she realized that would not be happening for a few minutes, she decided to change into her bathing suit and join her son.

By the time she came down, she saw that Montana was now doing the breaststroke which meant that she still could see only the boy’s butt. She quietly entered the lanai and silently slipped into the pool. She smiled - her son had no idea she was there. She just stood there until finally Montana finished with the breaststroke, stood up in the water (which reached his chest), and rubbed the water out of his eyes and his hair. Then he opened his eyes and suddenly realized his mom was standing right in front of him. The surprised boy quickly covered his privates with his hands.

Roberta laughed as she looked at her blushing, beautiful son. “Montana, my dear, here you are, swimming without anyone in the house, and all naked.”

“I’m sorry,” the boy quietly said.

“I don’t mind the nudity,” mom said, “but you know this is not safe.”

“I know but…”

“No harm done, this time.” Roberta said, cutting him off. “You may continue. After all, I am right here to save you if needed. Daddy may have some punishment in mind for breaking the safety rule.”

“Do we have to tell him?”

“I won’t lie to him if he should ask,” she said. “Of course, I don’t have to mention the nudity since the real problem is that you were swimming without an adult around.”

“Thank you” Montana said, still holding his glory in his hands.

Roberta walked toward her embarrassed son and then removed his hands from his genitals to his side. She looked down in wonder. “There,” she said, after her eyes rose to Asher’s eyes, “that wasn’t so bad. Now continue swimming.”

Roberta got out of the pool, sat down, and pretended to read a book while she watched her son swim. She got quite excited when Montana did the backstroke and she could see his cute penis bob up and down. When it looked like he was ready to get out of the pool, she got back into it.

“Mom,” Montana said, “I want to get out of the pool,”

“So, what is stopping you?” she asked.

“You know what,” he replied.”

She walked over to him, turned him around, and reached around and gently grabbed his treasure. Montana’s gulp was loud and long. As she massaged her son’s ample balls, she said “Now, Asher, know this. When I am holding your cock and balls, I own you.” She released his sex. “Now, you are free.”

He turned to face her and she kissed him on his cheek. She took his hand and walked him to the edge of the pool. “Pull up and sit.” Reluctantly the boy did so, knowing he now was totally and completely exposed to his mom’s eyes. Roberta spread Montana’s legs apart so that she could stand between them. Then placed her son’s entire sex organ in the palm of her hand. Montana gasped and leaned back and closed his eyes.

“How does this feel?” she asked with a smile.

Montana just mumbled and then whispered ‘very good’. He then opened his eyes and looked down and watched as his mom thoroughly examined his sex organ. She could see every micro inch of his ball sack and his penis. She tickled his perineum which elicited another loud groan.

When she felt her son’s penis begin to get hard, she stopped, kissed him again, and said “Now off with you, my pretty boy. Get dressed before the others come home. We want to keep this a secret between us.”

And it did remain a secret. But Montana wondered if there would be a repeat. Despite his embarrassment, he did enjoy when his mother lovingly inspected his sex. He wanted it to happen again but before that could happen, his best friend Jan called and invited him to join his family at the large cabin on Versalis Lake, about an hour away. Their friends Liam and Jaylen would also be there and the four of them would sleep in the so-called ‘Shack’ which was really a modern, smaller cabin about 100 yards from the main house. He very much wanted to go because it would be last weekend before school began. Montana’s mom and dad said ‘okay’ and early Thursday morning, Jan’s mom Ester picked him up and soon they were at camp.

Besides Jan’s family, Liam’s mother Trudy and Jaylen’s father Peter also were there for the weekend (Montana wondered why his parents weren’t invited but it turned out they were but declined because they wanted to get their daughters set for school).

The boys first set up their little cabin so that each of the five (they were joined by Julian, Jan’s seven year old brother) had their own little sections. The large bathroom was separate from the sleeping quarters but one could access from inside the cabin. One also could access it from outside the cabins since this bathroom had a large shower stall with five separate spickets.

“Why are there so many showers?” Montana asked Jan.

“We have a lot of parties here and when we all come in after a swim, we all must shower. Since we all arrive back from the lake at once, we would be here forever since only one boy could shower at a time.”

“Why do we have to shower after swimming?” Liam asked. “We will have just come out of the lake - who needs to shower?”

“We do,” Jan said. “Three miles away is a chemical plant and while it doesn’t really pollute the lake and while it is perfectly safe for us to swim, you never know what small particles or whatever escape. Basically, my parents want everyone to shower after being in the lake, just to be super safe. This is the same setup for the girls’ cabin.”

“Where is that cabin?, asked Jaylen. “I didn’t see it when we drove in.”

“It is on the other side of the cabin and farther away from the main cabin. We are lucky - our cabin is practically on the beach.”

While this discussion was going on, the boys were changing into their bathing suits. Montana noticed how everyone looked at everyone else’s package. Montana blushed a little as the other boys all looked at his treasure a bit longer than the others. Montana noticed that his penis was a bit thicker and longer that those of the other boys, and his balls were more pronounced and hung lower than the others - not by much, but enough to be noted. Montana was about six months younger than his three friends, but he was bigger where it counts. Oh, well, he thought, genetics is genetics.

The swimming area on the lake was somewhat isolated. There were about five or six other ‘cabins’ (really large houses) on either side but were far enough off that the boys had the sense of being alone while swimming. Jan’s parents, as well as Trudy and Peter, were close enough to keep an eye on the boys, but they and anyone else would have to be closer to the beach to have a real view of the activities..

On the water was a large H dock and an unattached raft further out. So the lads went swimming and diving off the dock or raft. They pushed each other, wrestled in the water with each other, and generally goofed off. Montana noticed that Jan always kept his eye on his younger brother Julian and indeed, he, Liam and Jaylen also watched out for the seven year old youngster.

Later Ester was on her way to get the boys out of the water as the cookout was almost ready to begin when she saw them running toward the cabin. When she arrived she could hear the boys yelling and laughing and she walked in to hurry them along. What she saw gave her a great thrill. There before her were five boys - completely naked!

The boys’ reactions were as priceless as their nudity. Her son Jan was drying his hair and the towel covered his eyes. When he heard everyone go silent, he peered over the towel and saw his mom. She was looking right at his treasure. Too late to cover up, he just sheepishly smiled at his mom. She smiled right back.

She noticed that Jan’s penis was a solid inch and a half, while her other son’s penis, was quite a bit shorter. But Julian was five years younger. He also smiled at his mom but just continued drying himself. He really didn’t care if mom saw him. Poor Jan, however, was profoundly embarrassed that his mom was staring at his pretty boyhood.

Liam and Jaylen also were startled by Ester’s entrance and did wrap their towels quickly around their waists and just stood there smiling at Jan’s mom. Montana, however, had thrown his towel aside and just stood there with his hands covering his sex.

“Oh, boys,” Ester exclaimed, “what a pretty lot you are. Liam and Jaylen? You may drop the towels - I have seen what you have and your cocks are very nice. Montana?
Are you very shy?”

Montana just stared at her so Ester walked over to him. “Now Montana, I have seen everyone’s boyhood so show me yours.” With that, she pulled Montana’s hands away, took a quick look at the boy’s penis and balls. She was most impressed. She couldn’t help but notice that Montana’s penis was bigger than anyone else’s but turned away quickly so as to not embarrass the lad any further.

She headed for the door announcing “Supper is soon - get dressed and come to the main cabin.” She went out the door and the boys just stood there and looked at each other. Then Jan, Liam, and Jaylen began laughing and Montana, still shocked that Jan’s mom had just seen his sex up close, gradually joined in the laughter. But that evening, he couldn’t look Ester in the eyes and constantly blushed whenever they were close to each other. She just gave him a smile, and tousled his hair.

The next morning, the boys played basketball on the half court behind the main cabin. Ester and Trudy went off to buy more food and supplies while John and Peter did small chores around the cabins.

“Peter, did Liam tell you about Ester catching him and the others naked yesterday?” John asked.

“Yes, he did,” Peter replied. “He didn’t seem all that embarrassed - guess he is growing up,”

“Ester said that Montana was the only one who seemed really embarrassed,” John said. She also said that even though he is a bit younger than his friends, he is quite a bit larger between his legs.”

“He is a real looker, too,” Peter said. “Pretty little fellow and well endowed too? Lucky little twerp.”

Basketball game concluded, the boys decided time to swim and they raced to the cabin to change. This time, the boys did not stare at the cocks of the others and soon they were in the water. John and Peter wandered down to the beach to act as lifeguards when suddenly Jan ripped off his swimsuit and tossed it in the air. Soon all the boys were swimming naked and simply having a great time.

John and Peter decided it was time for themselves to have a good time. While John walked over to the cabin to lock it, Peter waded into the water and collected the floating swimsuits. They then sat down and enjoyed the show. Watching five boys ages seven to twelve swimming in the nude was indeed a pretty sight. The expression on the faces of the boys when they were unable to find their suits was funny as could be.

“Dad,” Jan called out, knowing who was behind this trick, “where are our swimsuits?”

“Hidden safely away,” John called out, “and your cabin is locked.”

“What?” said Liam. “Dad?

“Sorry son,” Peter said, “but you boys are naked until the ladies return.”

So the boys got out and were given towels to dry themselves and were required to return them to the men. It was quite a picture - two clothed adults walking with five naked beauties to the main cabin for sandwiches and sodas.

Peter had Liam sit beside him and Liam caught him looking down at his cock and balls. “Dad, don’t stare,” he whined.

“Just checking to be sure my son’s private parts are healthy and thriving,” Peter said.
“You are my only child and that makes you special.”

Liam, who had long suspected that his father probably was ‘bi’, just laughed it off.

John just smiled at this. Though he was definitely not ‘bi’, he also checked his two sons, Jan and Julian, to be sure all was good with them. But the two men also scouted out Jaylen and Montana. Both were most impressed with Montana - not just because he sex was slightly larger than the others, but because his penis and balls were so perfect, and he had the cutest ass. John just enjoyed looking at the beauty of the boy, but Peter felt something more. Whatever internal thoughts there were, the whole morning had been just innocent fun - until Ester and Trudy returned.

When the boys heard the car coming down the driveway, they all ran back to the beach. John and Peter just laughed at the sight of five assesses bouncing all the way to the water.

The boys swam around while the ladies put the food away and learned what had been going on.

“Hope you gals don’t mind us playing tricks on the boys. Their reactions were very funny.” John said.

“They actually ate lunch in the nude?” Trudy asked.

“They didn’t have much choice,” Peter said, “so they acted as rather mature young men.”

“Trudy,” said Ester, “let’s up the ante. Let’s get our bathing suits and join the boys..”

“With goggles?” Trudy suggested with a smile.

“What a brilliant idea,” Ester laughed.

Soon the boys saw Jan’s mom and Liam's mom coming into the water. There was momentary panic among the lads, but when the reality that there was little they could do, they just continued swimming and goofing off.

Poor Jan. He saw his mom swim toward him and didn’t know what to do. Ester knew what to do, however. She swam underwater and with her goggles, got to see her naked son. She watched his cock and balls bouncing in the water and she so enjoyed closely looking at her son’s sex. What a pretty sight. When Jan turned away she saw her boy’s soft ass. She swam right at him and before he knew what was happening, she pushed her hand between his legs and gently grabbed her son’s penis and testicles.

Jan was stunned at the touch and stopped moving. He could feel his mom massaging his balls and soon his cock began to grow. Ester loved rolling her son’s balls around in her hands. But when she touched his penis and realized he was getting hard, she immediately stopped. She resurfaced, took her goggles off, and kissed her son’s red cheek. “Love you, Jan,” she said and swam away. As he watched her swimming away, he mouthed the words ‘love you too, mom.’

Trudy also had her moment with her son, Liam. But she snuck up behind her son, turned him around, and kissed his cheek. They were looking at each other, eye to eye, when she reached down and grabbed her son’s delicate sex and rolled his balls in her palm. His eyes widened at the touch but he made no effort to move away. But his penis immediately began to react to her gentle touch and Trudy released him and swam away.

The swim continued with the boys swimming or goofing off and Ester and Trudy swam around as they wanted to check out the other boys, none of whom were aware of what the two moms did to their sons. Ester did swim after her younger son, but Julian was too hyperactive for her to get him to stand in the water. But the moms did get to see Jaylen’s treasures. But when Ester swam behind Montana, she really liked what she saw. His cock and balls were moving too fast to do a real study, but she stored in her mind that at some point in the future, she would like to inspect his genitals.

Soon the moms got out of the water and told John and Peter that they should get the boys out and dressed as they would be preparing lunch. So the boys reluctantly got out of the water and as they walked by them on the way to their little cabin, the men handed their bathing suits to them. They didn’t bother to put them on but walked to the cabin as the men admired their bouncing ass cheeks.

All in all, the two men thought, this weekend had gotten off to a great start.

{End of Chapter 1}

I wish to thank a reader of this site for contributing the ideas for the plots and situations that I used for this story. Essentially, these were his ideas and not mine. Even better, his ideas were based on his own experiences so I was writing about situations that really happened. To this reader - thank you for your help and for sharing your life experiences with me.