HUMILIATED AT THE YMCA - Part2
  BY: HOOKED6  (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
  
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  HUMILIATED AT THE YMCA - PART 2
  BY: Hooked6
  
  My anguish was ever increasing. Standing naked in the pool
  before Coach Karen as each boy took his turn practicing his
  kicking, I grew more fearful that I too would have to face
  the inevitable. My cock was stirring and straining to grow
  as she moved ever closer to me! At least I was last in line.
  Perhaps today's lesson would be over before she got to me!
  
  When Coach Karen stood next to me and hoisted the boy to my
  right, I could smell her perfume. Knowing that I was next
  made my cock spring to life. I was hard and I felt it strain
  against my hands. OH GOD, NO! I thought. I tried to think of
  other things but it was of no use. Soon the other boy would
  be through and it would be my turn! The boys that had gone
  earlier began to get a little bored and horse around a
  little, which made Coach Karen take them to task as she
  tried to maintain order. It was obvious that she could be
  strict when she wanted too. Finally the boy she was working
  with was through and she waded towards me!
  
  I clutched my groin all the harder and extended open my
  hands to conceal my shame. "OK, Tommy, It's your turn," she
  said sweetly. How humiliating I thought! 
  
  "Do I HAVE to do that?" I protested as she stood inches
  before me. "I mean, that's KID'S stuff. I know how to do
  that."
  
  Karen seriously replied, "I'm sure you can, but I can't
  certify that you completed this task until you actually
  demonstrate that you are competent. Now be a good boy and
  raise your hands above your head and lock your thumbs."
  
  I held my ground and stood still. There was a silence in our
  area of the pool as the other boys became aware of my
  reluctance. Now ALL eyes were upon me. That's ALL I needed.
  "TOMMY. I haven't got all day, Let's get with the program
  here." My heart was pounding so hard I thought it was going
  to leap from my chest. My breathing became rapid and my
  mouth was dry. My penis became a little soft as I felt my
  erection start to subside. There was no way out. I was NEVER
  going to get to swim at home if I didn't complete this
  course. It was now or never. Maybe if I got it over with
  while I was somewhat soft, no one would be the wiser and I
  would get used being naked. One thing was certain, the
  longer I delayed, the more obvious I was to the crowd. 
  
  I swallowed hard and slowly raised my hands away from my
  pelvis and placed them above my head and locked my thumbs.
  With the shallow water barely above my knees I was now
  completely exposed to Coach Karen. I looked in her eyes.
  Though she was very professional thus far, I couldn't help
  but notice her glance down at my cock then look back into my
  eyes and smile. 
  
  That alone was almost too much for me. Silently she let me
  know she now KNEW what I looked like! How awful! No one had
  seen me this way in a long time - not even my own mom had
  seen me naked for at least three years. Coach Karen then
  placed her right hand just above my pubic hair and, bending
  down somewhat, placed her left arm across my thighs and
  tried to bend me over into the water. Feeling her hand above
  my pelvis made my cock stick straight up! I heard a few
  snickers from the boys standing just next to me. I stiffened
  my body, I guess resisting her actions as she tried to
  balance me over onto the water. This caused me to fall over
  out of her grasp and under the water - completely submerging
  myself! I panicked thrashing my arms trying to get to the
  surface and jumped up gasping for air to the hysterical
  laughter of the other boys.
  
  Though I realize that Coach Karen was only trying to do her
  job, she didn't help matters by saying, "Oh Tommy, Don't be
  so embarrassed. Stuff like that happens all the time. I've
  seen it all before." The sweet and feminine quality to her
  voice made it all the harder for me to control my cock.
  Fortunately, I think the other boys thought she was talking
  about my clumsy effort to complete the assignment. But I
  KNEW Karen wasn't talking about my falling into the water -
  the excitement in her voice told me she was talking about my
  ERECTION!
  
  "Now let's try this again shall we?" Karen said. Once again
  I stood up in the water and my now wet cock and pubic hair
  were exposed. I was sooo erect and sooo embarrassed. Karen
  put her right hand a little lower this time - her fingers
  between my erect cock and belly, actually touching the top
  of my pubic hair. "You are bigger than the other boys,
  Perhaps it was my fault you fell. Maybe I need to get a
  better grip this time." She said. Upon hearing that, many of
  the boys erupted into hysterical laughter. Their minds were
  obviously in the gutter. "QUIET CLASS!" Karen barked in a
  firm tone. "You'll all run laps if you keep this up!"
  Silence ensued. She then put her left arm much higher on my
  thighs than before - just below my balls. My cock jumped at
  her touch. "Now RELAX," she said and with one quick motion I
  was on my belly floating in the water with the support of
  her hands.
  
  She held me there for a minute as my breathing once again
  became very rapid. "Calm down," she said. "Take slow deep
  breaths."
  
  Soon she guided me toward the ledge and I held on. I kicked
  my legs and, like the first boy of the class, made a
  terrific splashing. "Not so hard," Karen instructed. I heard
  more laughter from the other boys. After a minute or so, I
  stared to get the hang of it. Even with Karen holding me up,
  it was more difficult to keep an even rhythm in the water
  than I had previously thought. The soft feeling of her hand
  so close to my scrotum was very intense! As I kicked away,
  the back of my cock would frequently rub up against her hand
  on my belly as she held me in place. I knew she must be
  aware of that but she held her position. Her fingers would
  also pull against my pubic hair as my hips rotated with each
  kick. This caused me to have some very strong urges to cum -
  right there in the water! I couldn't let that happen! I
  would be mortified! "VERY GOOD TOMMY! I knew you could do
  it," Karen said proudly as Coach Johnson blew his whistle. I
  breathed a sigh of relief as I stopped kicking while Karen
  continued to hold me afloat as everyone else stopped their
  lessons and the place got quiet. Her hands felt really
  terrific! I knew Coach Karen, standing there in silence,
  MUST be looking directly at my naked butt, which had to be
  inches from her face. I wondered if she could see my
  asshole. I worried that I might not be clean "back there."
  My cheeks tensed up at the thought! I didn't want her to see
  if I wasn't!
  
  "Class is over for today, see you all tomorrow. Now, WALK
  don't RUN to the locker room, boys." Coach Johnson yelled
  across the pool for all to hear.
  
  Karen helped me up and assisted the others out of the pool.
  The rest of the group headed off with the others. I started
  to leave too and no sooner had gotten out of the water, when
  I heard Coach Karen say, "Tommy, wait up a minute." I
  stopped dead in my tracks. NOW WHAT? I wondered. Karen stood
  before me and placed her hand on my shoulder. "I don't want
  you to be discouraged by what happened today. You'll do
  fine, you'll see. Don't dwell on being AWKWARD in front of
  the other boys. You have a fine athletic body and will do
  well. OK?" I know now she was referring to my humiliation,
  but at the time all I could think of was that she had
  noticed my body. 
  
  She smiled a friendly smile that melted my heart and left me
  on my own. I immediately put my hands down to cover myself
  and started toward the locker room. As I got closer to Coach
  Johnson, I felt better and got control of myself. My cock
  went down, which was perfect timing as I just knew I
  couldn't let HIM see me like that! By the time I reached
  him, I was more myself and my hands relaxed at my side. 
  
  "How'd it go Tommy?" he asked, looking up from his chores. I
  looked toward the floor hoping he hadn't seen my shame
  earlier. "Uh. . . OK I guess." I responded. Coach smiled and
  I continued on into the locker room.