Date: Thu, 24 Jul 2003 11:24:46 +0100 (BST)
From: Guru Rajaneesh <gururajaneesh@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Swimming Lessons (Gay)

In my childhood I used to go to temple every morning. It was not for
praying god but to have a bath in the pond adjacent to the temple. The pond
is deep about 10 feet and there were steps constructed and separate
portions were constructed for ladies and gents the middle portion was a
free zone where boys and girls could swim. Ladies and gents used to come
with a bundle of clothes. They will wash it first and then start
bathing. The boys would jump from a pillar to the pond naked irritating the
women and men who were busy washing the linen, as the water would become
muddy and it will splash all over the people around.

Old men used to wear only a tampoon like cloth tied firmly to the black
string worn around the waistline. We could see their hairy balls and
buttocks and at that time we wondered why elder people have a lot of hair
between their legs. I was not aware of the female anatomy at that age. I
used to go with my mother but she would pack up me before she start her
bath. One day when she was spreading clothes for drying under the sun, i
slipped into the deep side and began drowning. When she returned to the
pond she saw me drowning and jumped into the water. But she could not save
me single handled as she was not familiar with the area which was meant for
men and was very deep. Even though she knew swimming she did not know how
to rescue me. Fortunately a man named Papa came to the spot and rescued
both of us. I had drunk enough water and my belly was full. He placed me on
the green grass and applied pressure and I vomited the water and moss from
my stomach.

My mother scolded me for not learning swimming and the same person Papa was
entrusted with the job of teaching me how to swim. He said that it would be
convenient if I learn swimming around 11 a.m while pond is comparitively
less crowded. He would come to the pond and would take me to the shallow
waters and hold me in his hands. I had to shake my legs and hands and try
to float in the water while he was holding my midriff in his hands. After
one week of training I got confidence and started swimming. I dont know how
I learnt it but on one fine morning I was able to swim without any help and
that was it.

When I became confident I spent hours in the pond about midday. During
midday only few people come to swim and it was free for me to jump from
pillars, without fearing elders scolding. Such was one day when I saw a
woman naked. There was a woman called Devi who was wife of a military man
in our village, she used to come around 11 p.m with a huge bundle of
clothes. It would seem that she run a cloth washing centre, she would spent
about 1 hour to wash the huge bundle. She was a silent spectator of my
swimming lessons and she admired occasionally about the skills I achieved
of late. This was great encouragement for me at that time. She was elderly
about 35 years and had two kids. One was two years younger than me.

When almost all clothes are washed she would start disrobing her existing
clothes and wash them indivually one by one. It was a slow kind of
stripping and finally she would remove her blouse and bra and after washing
it she would have only a towel which barely covers her breasts and reaches
up to half length of her thunder thighs. The first she would stand wearing
the towel around her midriff while blouse was there, when blouse is off,
she would hike the towel to cover her breasts, revealing half more of her
thighs. She used to wait till I end my swimming so that she can bath in
solitude. She did not consider me as a man, I was a kid to her, so she did
not mind my presence most of the time. When I was about 11 years old the
nature influenced my thoughts and I began curious about female anatomy. I
started a sudden feeling of thrill and my little penis began to become hard
when I saw Devi disrobing.

The excitement made me spent more time and adjust my visit to the pond
timed in such a way that by the time I reach the pond Devi would be
finished with her huge bundle of clothes. Devi too tried to delay her
timings but she had to reach home to serve lunch, but I had no such
problems. None bothered about me, my parents were happy to see that I will
no more drown and was improving my skills. So most of the time I reach the
pond I would see Devi in blouse removing stage. I would jump into the water
and start swimming to far deep and come back silently in back strokes. Devi
by that time would have washed her bra and blouse and would be dressed in
towel only. Then she would apply some oil on her hairs and start rubbing it
for a few minutes. Then I saw a dark mat of hair in her armpits and the
sight would make my penis hard. I didnt understand what was the magic
behind it. Then Devi would step into the pond, she doesnt know any
swimming. So she would dip in the pond for five minutes and then emerge
from the water fully wet. That is the time when my penis will be at its
maximum hard stage. She would appear like naked, as the towel is of muslin
and white i could see it sticking close to her body like a secondary skin.

When she stand up, her tits would be clearly visible with those dark
nipples jutting through the soft linen like two bullets. The towel would
disappear between her buttocks offering me a fine view of her contours from
behind. I could see the raw flesh rose in color and the firm buttocks all
wet. She would then apply soap facing away from me. I could see only her
back. She would cleverly soap her boobs by lowering the towel from front
and inserting her hands still keeping the towel in place but loose. Its a
marvellous sight to see a woman wash her boobs when she felt all alone. The
breasts are her most well guarded treasures, she would soap those globes
alternately and keep special attention to her bushy armpits. Then she would
make a side look at me and I would turn my direction of swimming like an
eel so that she would not suspect that I was watching her. When she look
back she would see swimming away from her directon. I would soon shift the
director by the time she starts washing her pussy. She again use the cover
of loose towel and small rock pillar and insert her hands with lot of soap
foam and would lather her pussy for about three minutes. Occasionally she
might give me a view of her buttocks which she did not mind me watching if
I intended.

Most of the time I used to get a fine view of her buttocks and often her
anus too. One fine day when I was standing in the water facing her and she
was just put the towel around her and was wearing her blouse. Then casually
she adjusted the towel giving me a glimpse of her pussy. It was the first
pussy I saw of a matured woman, I had seen my cousing sister peeing and
often disliked the way girls urinate. A triangle with a stroke in middle,
urine splashing all over the thighs legs the triangle itself as if from
some underworld making a mess everywhere. Comparing to my way of pissing
taking my small penis in hand and I could pee direct, sideways in any
direction without any mess. I could write my name on compound walls using
the piss stream, in italics, bold, Times new Roman or courier new as I
please and girls could never do that!

I was stunned at the fortune, a glimpse lasted for a few seconds, what did
I see? Devi had a black string with a small locket hanging from it around
her midriff. Her pussy was indeed a triangle like my cousin's, but there
were tiny curly hairs on that, still it was a triangle with no protrudings
like men, a deep dark channel in its middle,and aside the triangle two
ivory pillars called her thighs!! I thought my head would spin and my penis
would explode. Then she turned away from me and the show was over. I
started soaping moving to the gents corner sitting on the step. When I had
done my body I gave a special attention to my pubic region. I had no pubic
hair, just a three inch penis with foreskin. When I had soaped the pubis I
could not stop lathering there. I kept on soaping there and it became like
shaving lather applied full of thick lather, the vision of the bushy
triangle I had just seen, Devi's bushy armpits etc was exciting me I could
not stop lathering, then I felt something exploding from there, I felt I
was going unconscious, I felt like I was drowned, my towel had been dropped
on the step, I was naked alone with a pubis fully lathered. Then I heard,
"Hello, learnt swimming very well didnt you?". I was shocked and I grabbed
the towel from the step and jumped into the water in one sudden
splash. When I came to surface after a full dip about two minutes I saw it
was none other than my swimming coach Papa.

Did he know what I was doing? Actually what happened to me? I wondered. But
he did not seem aware of anything, I saw Devi gathering her clothes and
leaving the pond. I too dried myself and went home. I got enough scolding
from my mother that day as it was 1.30 p.m 3 hours did I spent at the pond
and my eyes were brick red. She commanded me not to take more than one hour
from thereon for swimming.

The next day I reached pond in the speculated time, Devi had just been
disrobing her blouse. I begged silently for another view of her
secrets. That day she indeed was generous and gave me a flash of her pussy
three to four times. Then we heard the steps of an intruder, it was Papa. I
cursed him for his untimely arrival, Devi acted modest and began more
conservative. She dipped into the pond and Papa too joined me in the
pond. He talked about a new film he saw and started telling the story to
me, it looked as if Devi too was enjoying his story telling. She smiled
when he said the jokes in the film, but I was not in a mood to enjoy the
slapstick jokes, I was praying God to send Papa away and Devi take more
time to soap on that day.

Devi emerged from the water like mermaid and started soaping her boobs
after displaying a fine view of her bushy armpits as per usual schedule. I
looked at Papa, and he was dipping in the water and counting the time how
much he could spend under water, a game everyone enjoyed when alone in a
pond. I was happy that Papa didn't seem interested in watching, and Devi
did not mind Papa's presence too. She was soaping her buttocks, lifting her
towel from behind and that day i could see the anus hole and more than
that. There were a lot of hair around her anus, which shrinked when
soaped. I didnt pay attention to Papa and was concentrated fully on Devi's
bath. Then a hand caught my penis from water, it was rock hard and I was
stunned. I saw Papa's head near me once again disappearing to another
dip. But Papa did not take his had away from me. He was catching my penis
and was peeling its foreskin back. To my astonishment I saw the foreskin
moving back causing a silent pain.

The foreskin was completely moved back and I could see my tip of penis
coated with a white sticky substance. Papa cleaned the top using her
fingers by that time Devi had finished her soaping and again dipped herself
into the pond. This time she gave me an acklowledged smile as it was
evident that I had been peeping at her and she did not mind it. She might
have guessed that I had an erection perhaps my first erection and I was
waiting for her to disappear so that my erection would not be seen by
her. She returned earlier than her usual schedule on that day. So I and
Papa were alone in the pond. Papa came again to top and when he saw Devi
had gone and none was around, he put my hand and placed it on his
phallus. It was a 9 inch phallus I never imagined men would have such big
and firm tools. I felt it had no foreskin as I had and the head of it was
like an eel fish, slippery and so smooth, well rounded. I grabbed it and
that was what I knew about it. He then placed his hand on mine and tried to
move it to and fro on his big tool. I did like that still he was not
pleased. He dived again to water and I was relieved so that I did not have
to grab his penis any more. He came under water and took my small penis in
his mouth. He began to suck my penis under water. It was smaller after Devi
had gone, but his lips made it again bigger. He kept on sucking it under
water and occasionally he would apply pressure to my balls too. I was
afraid of his intentions. Then I felt the same feeling of drowsiness which
I earlier experiecned when soaped my penis. I again vibrated in an unknown
spasm. Some fluid came from my penis I felt.

Papa guessed immediately that I had achieved an orgasm. Without loosing any
time he came out of water. He looked around and again grabbed my hand on
his phallus. We were standing in about 4 feet water and anyone who made a
surprise appearance could see what I was doing. But Papa insisted me to
shake his big phallus. He wanted me to look at it, in the clear water I saw
how big it was and a lot of hair were there at its roots. When I moved my
fingers around it and still Papa did not get the thrill he required, he
slipped away from me and joined me this time just behind me. He grabbed me
like when he gave the swimming lessons and lifted me like frog, he removed
the small towel I was wearing and threw it away to the shore. He lifted me
once again and placed just on his phallus. I felt I was sitting on a big
iron rod, but soon he moved me to and fro and his big phallus moved between
my thighs. He asked me to keep my legs together and started moving his
phallus between my thighs. I felt shivered and was afraid of any
onlookers. Papa's nuts cracked in my ass and I could feel his balls hitting
my soft buttocks. Then I saw a groups of fishes appearing from nowhere and
eagerly swallowing a white substance appeared in front of me as if from
plasma. I did not understand what really happened but Papa moved away from
me. I jumped out of water naked and dried myself and ran to home.

The next day also Papa came about 12 p.m. when Devi had just soaped her ass
and pussy. That day Devi was generous and she purposefully applied soap to
her face and allowed me to see her pussy since the towel was out of place
somehow. As soon as Papa appeared on the scene she did a hurry drying and
was gone. She suspected that Papa came purposefully to see her nudity. Then
Papa again repeated the same routine first he sucked my penis, then he made
me to masturbate him, and finally he came while his rod was moving between
my legs.

My school Anniversary came next month. There were night programmes and I
was roaming here and there freely. When I was standing watching a girl
dance, someone was standing just before me. I could not see who he was but
someone unhooked my knickers in the crowd and lifted me to sit on that guys
lap. When the familiar phallus was inserted between my legs I knew who it
was, it was same Papa. When the dance was over he asked me to go with
him. I obligued he bought me an ice cream and in the dark he took me to an
upper lonely side of school verandah. He unlatched a window and entered in
a class room through it and I too followed. He put three benches together
and asked me to lay there. When I lay there he too joined me and started
kissing me. I felt repulsive with his kisses, I was a boy and he was
kissing me like a girl. Then he removed my shirt and knickers. I was
naked. I was pressed firmly to the benches and the brute Papa was lying on
top of me. Poor me carrying the heavy load of him. He was sucking at my
nipples and he was pressing my chest. I felt I was Devi and it was me lying
on top pressing the boobs. But Devi had abundant breasts and I had only a
flat chest. Then Papa inserted his big phallus just touching my balls and
began to move his phallus between my thighs. He asked me to hold his thick
phallus tight and in position by adjusting my thighs. He moved like a mad
ox on me and after fifteen minutes he shoot a thick stream of gum from his
phallus all over my midriff, penis,navel etc. He then masturbated me using
his fingers. He was holding my penis like a cigar, but he knew very well to
make me excited and come in a few minutes.

"How was it?", he asked. "Good". "I saw you doing it when I came to the
pond. You did it seeing that Devi, isnt it?" Papa asked, "Yes", I
admitted. "Okay, now do it for me", Papa said. "Again?, you just spit that
milk from your phallus", I wondered. "It will come again, you now take my
phallus in your mouth, as I did in water", Papa asked. "No!! I dont do such
a thing", I said. "Obey me, else I will tell your dad about your
bathing". I had no other way, he stood up and made his cock big by rubbing
it with his palms. He shoved the big tool into my reluctant mouth. I began
to suck his phallus. What was I doing, if someone catch me there. But there
was no escape, Papa was brutally fucking into my mouth, he did not allow me
to move my head away. When he came my mouth was full of a soup like
substance. It had smell of raw ladies' finger. I tried to spit it. "If you
spit it out, I will kill you", Papa told me. I drank his semen without any
objection.

The programmes were going on, but Papa was not allowing me to go back. He
was cuddling me, I lay in his embrace. He was feeling my chest, nipples and
was kissing me all over like a girl. I felt very ashamed of my condition. I
was ticklish too. "Papa, I want to go, please ", I asked. "I have some more
tricks to show you, we will go when music night starts", he was biting my
ears now. He kissed me on my lips, he gave a load of spit into my mouth. I
had to drink his spit too. He then spit again this time into his palm. He
applied the spit on my buttocks, what a rougue, I thought, ugly fellow. But
there was no one to rescue me, we were alone in an abandoned school
building.

I felt his big phallus again taking shape of big iron rod. So once again he
would spend it between my legs, I guessed. But he kept on hugging me and he
rolled me over. He began to kiss my neck and shoulder bones, it was
ticklish. I got another erection too,I could not believe it. Papa was
spreading my buttocks everytime spitting on buttocks and then he asked me
to spit into his hands. I was glad to spit at him, I spat a generous amount
of phelgm and saliva into his hands. At the next instant he took his hand
full of my spit directly to my rectum and rubbed it. He used the phelgm as
a lubricant and applied it into my rectum, he was inserting a finger into
my rectum. What was his new trick, I had no clue. Then he inserted one more
finger into my rectum, it was easy for his because of my own phelgm. Then
he spread my buttocks again and put the tip of his big tool just to the
opening of my rectum. Before I could understand his aim, he inserted the
top of his prick into my rectum with an unexpected push. My God!, I felt
stars appearing in my brain, what a pain, I tried to shake away that brute,
but his weight failed me, he was inserting his big phallus into my
rectum. "Ooohh! AhhhhhA I cannnnn't " I cried. "Stop Papa" I begged. He
licked my neck and pinched my nipples with brutal force and speed, somehow
his phallus was half buried into my rectum then. The pain was reducing, I
could accomodate his big phallus in my anus. He broke my anal cherry. He
then began to move. He was taking out and again inserting back but without
taking his phallus out of rectum. He knew he might not able to put it back
if it was taken out. I felt pain, but it was sufferable. Then he began
moving faster in rythm, I just lay still. After about ten minutes I felt a
spray inside my rectum. Papa came for the third time in that night.

He remained still on me for about twenty minutes more. Then he popped out
his flacid penis from my rectum. I was relieved. "You want to do it in my
ass", Papa asked. "No, I dont need", I said. I couldn't , because I had
come again when he fucked me in my ass. But I did not reveal this to
Papa. Then I dressed. Papa opened the window and helped me to came
out. There was no one around. Papa took me to the school ground. The music
night had started. I did not see it. I went home and when I reached there I
straight away went to bath room. I did a shit and felt some pain in my
rectum. I waked up my mom and slept till morning.

It was my first experience in homosexuality.