Tod and Sam Swimming


by Rosewood

19 year old Jamie lie in his warm bed in his dorm. He was between sleep and awake. Yes it was a Saturday. That meant coaching all afternoon and that boy Tod and his friend Sam, God what a boy - wavy blond hair, pale blue eyes, unblemished skin and that little bubble of his! When I have a son he will be just like that, perfect. Ant then tonight Denise, his cheerleaders cheerleader and some good breast fondling! Flashback to the documentary they had seen in class, the russian gymnasts and hoe the coaches were able to beat the young boy gymnasts to excel , and their parents actually approved. Most of his class had been horrified. Hell! from when he was only 7 his own dad had strapped Jamie's young ass until he'd screamed if the swim coach had complained about lack of effort. If only he could have Tod and denise in his bed right now, a cute young butt and two great breasts to fondle as he liked.... Jamie eased his shorts down, his dick was rampant and ready to play. His mind rushed between the boys tight little butt, his girlfriends breasts and memories of his dads belt as it bit into his tender young backside, his mind and body rushed together.....

Jamie was sopmore swim team captain and he had a body to envy, his family was from the wrong side of the tracks but he'd made it to college. Now, a sports major, he took local boys for swim coaching. He never did individual lessons, too much of a risk, but he did groups of 2 to 6. The dads loved him, he knew some of them probably imagined their sons turning out to have sleek bodies like him, but they had no idea how to incentivise their sons. Only a few, Sams dad being one of them had taken a real interest in his son's workouts- telling Jamie to work them hard and dont let up, Jamie thought that dave was the kind of dad he would be, as he lay there in bed he decided he would work Tod and Sams little bodies hard that afternoon, double press ups and more fingers on toes.. hell, warm up excercises were important.

In the changing room Tod was surprised that he and Sam were changing with Uncle Dave today. Dave told the boys 'shirts off first'. He knew the boys would take them off last if they could, they liked to hide their butss as long as possible and try and slip the tight little speedos on without showing their little butts. Dave took and folded each item of clothing in turn leaving Tod and Sam naked and both showing the marks they had earned, his son had six thin red lines from mid butt down and Tod, lets see. Yes! the lines are slightly broader, three red lines almost next to each other centre butt. He could hardly resist the temptation to reach down and caress each little butt, but he managed to resist and the boys were told to go off and find their coach. He waited in the changing cubicle imagining what it would be like caning Tod with his thin whippy cane. How could he fix it so that he would get to find out. He would think of some proposition to put to Tod's dad.

Jamie smiled as Tod and Sam approached him in the office for their warm up exercises. He got the boys to do push ups but as usual he had to place his hand on each butt in turn to prevent the push ups from turning into butt ups. Afeter the push ups was Jamis'e favourite. To strech the upper leg muscles the boys would stand, feet apart, and bend forward touching toes and hlding the position until told to stand. Fron the rear Jamie enjoyed the view as the butts streched and the speedos were pulled down by the boys stretching movement, revealing the top of their cracks. After enjoying the view he patted each little butt playfully and ordered the boys to the pool.


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