Jake looked out among his new class of swimmers. None looked like they had what it would take to match his competitiveness, but one caught his eye. The boy looked no more than 14 years old, but this was an adult swimming class for professional swimmers trying to increase their free stroke speed. His sandy blonde hair flipped down in front of his eyes and was shaved underneath. He had a baby smooth face and bright baby blue eyes that gleamed with mischievous. His small, yet well built body of only 5'6, moved towards Jake.
Jake asked him, "are you in the right class?"
The boyish eyes looked up at him as he brushed the hair out of his eyes. "I hope so I am here to improve my free stroke, and have been swimming since for 5 years now since I was 14 and my college coach wants me to take some extra lessons."
"Good you are in the right class. I'm Coach Jake and expect the best from all my students."
"My name's Timmy and I will give you my best," he said as he removed his shirt revealing his well muscled, but hairless chest.
Jake watched him all day and realized that he may not be the best that he had in his class, but his charming looks and the pranks that he pulled when he thought that the Coach wasn't looking intrigued him.
After a few weeks of coaching, Jake and Timmy began to become closer and closer and realized that they had a lot in common. It wasn't long before they began dating and Jake invited Timmy to move out of his dorm room and come live in his huge lonely house with him.
Timmy jumped at the chance to get out of the dingy dorm room that barely had enough space for his stuff. He knew that Jake didn't live far from the college, but had never been to his house and wasn't sure what he was getting into.
Jake also didn't know exactly what to expect from this kid who always was telling him about the trouble he would get into with his hall director every week. He knew that it would be rough time handling this kid, especially when all Timmy had to do was look up at him with those baby blues and he would melt.
When Timmy pulled into the driveway in front of Jake's house his eyes tried to take in all the sites of the huge pristine house set on its own 5 acres that overlooked Jovita Lake. He just couldn't wait to explore and got out of his car and started to jog towards the lake to get a better view when a sharp voice stopped him.
"Timmy, Get back here. You need to get unpacked and settled in and then I will have plenty of time to show you around and besides I don't want you near the lake by yourself." Timmy didn't fully catch the whole concept of what was said, but he did want to get settled in his new house and jogged back to the car and started to unpack. Jake helped him with his bags and showed him to his room. The inside of the house was even more glamorous than the outside and Timmy started to get excited as Jake showed to his room. The room was huge, but sparse with just a bed, a nightstand, and bureau. One side of the room had a picture window overlooking the lake from the second floor.
By the time he and Jake got everything unpacked it was time for dinner and Jake decided that it would be a good time to set down the rules of the house and then take Timmy on a tour of the outside and inside. Walking down to the kitchen Timmy noticed Jake's pride and joy in the backyard. It was an Olympic-size swimming pool that Jake used to practice his laps every morning.
Jake noticed the bright-eyed expression of Timmy's when he caught site of the pool. Yeah Timmy you have access to that to practice your laps in the morning with me, but it is off limits when there is nobody to be with you. I have been a swimmer for years and I know that even the most highly trained swimmers can have bad days and nobody should ever swim alone.
They went to the kitchen and made dinner. Timmy was quite upset when he realized that Jake's vegetarian habits was going to have an effect upon him while he lived in the house. During dinner Jake went over the house rules. Timmy was not to go near the pool or lake without somebody and was expected to take on most of the chores of the house, because all he had was school and didn't work. Another behavior that Jake wouldn't tolerate was any kind of foul language that he knew Timmy was so fond of. Jake also expected him to keep up with his schoolwork and didn't want to see any low grades. He also expected Timmy to try to stay away from eating meat as long as he was around Jake and meat wasn't aloud in the house, but didn't care what he ate when he was out of Jake's sight.
Timmy seemed to accept the rules with no problems and Jake took him on a tour of the house. The first floor had a dining room, kitchen, common area, den, bathroom, and guest bedroom. Upstairs there was a balcony that overlooked the common area with an open room that was used for a library and Jake's master bedroom with his own bathroom was off to the left and Timmy's room and bathroom. Out over the garage was an unfinished room and Jake decided that Timmy could use for whatever he decided. Timmy was excited by the possibility of this room.
After the tour of the yard, Jake took Timmy down to the dock and showed him his own private boat. He told Timmy that they would take it out and have a picnic on Saturday. Then, they both went back to the house and got ready for bed.
Jake and Timmy spent a blissful night in Jake's room. Jake knew that he should let Timmy get used to his own bed, but he couldn't resist those eyes that pleaded with him to let him spend the night in Jake's room.
The next morning was Friday, and Jake had conference meetings all day and wouldn't get home until almost 6:00. Timmy, on the other hand, only had 2 classes and no practice because it was Friday and would be home by 2:00 and this was to be the reason for Timmy's first discipline from Jake.
Jake gave Timmy a kiss before he left and told him to behave and make sure dinner was ready around 6.
In class, Timmy met up with a two of his buddies and told them about his new house and they decided to go over and see it with him. Besides Jake hadn't said anything about bringing a couple of friends home.
They got home and Timmy took his friends on a tour. They were fascinated by the large screen t. v. in the den and decided to sit down and watch some wrestling and lost track of time. Tim and his two buddies started their own wrestling match.
Jake got home a few minutes early and noticed the extra car in the driveway. Timmy must have friends from college over and he was looking forward to meeting some of his boyfriend's other friends. He walked into the house and was ready to call out when he heard commotion coming from the den.
He ran towards the den and upon entering noticed the room in shambles and three guys on the floor on top of each other. He grabbed the two guys on the top by the shirt collars and dragged them off of Tim who was on the bottom of the pile. He yelled at the other two to go home and then grabbed at Tim. As soon as he saw that he was alright he pointed him into the corner in hopes of letting Tim stay there while he cooled down, but Tim didn't know what was going on. He just stood and looked at Jake.
"Get in that corner, now."
Timmy just looked at Jake in disbelief and Jake's anger boiled over and he grabbed at Timmy and threw him over his lap while he landed on the couch. Timmy struggled to no avail against Jake's 6'1 well-developed frame. Jake pulled down Timmy's pants and underpants and let his hand rain down fast and furious upon Timmy's smooth bare ass.
Timmy struggled and screamed that he couldn't do this to him. He couldn't believe what was happening. He knew that there was no way to get away and finally gave up to the fire burning in his ass like he had never felt before.
When Timmy had stopped screaming, Jake asked "Well are you ready to do what I told and get in the corner."
Timmy just nodded his head and was rewarded with another furious attack of Jake's hand ten more times.
"You will answer me with a yes, sir or no, sir. Is that understood?" Timmy answered with a meek, "Yes, Sir."
"Now are you ready to follow my orders and get in that corner?"
"Yes, sir."
He dropped Timmy from his lap and Timmy ran for the corner. Timmy had never felt such a burning pain before and reached down to rub at his sore behind and felt and heard another Craaaack as Jake's hand came down again.
"Get your hands on your head and don't you dare try to rub your behind."
Timmy quickly lifted his hands to his head and for the first time started to learn about all the cracks in the paint in what he would soon come to know real well.