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My parents couldn't afford a four-year college, so I attended the local Junior College for my first two years of advanced schooling. Several local businessmen agreed to sponsor my college education on sort of a swimming scholarship. Oh yeah, I'm Buddy Wilkins, State Champion swimmer. The Jr. College swimming coach agreed to let me join the summer program, which wasn't usually open to entering Freshmen. Pretty exciting for me, especially since I'd met the College swimming coach when he interviewed me at the High School and accepted me into the swimming program.
Oh, while I'm thinking of it, perhaps I should mention that I'm just the teeniest bit gay. Not a flaming queen or anything, but my orientation is definitely man-to-man. More specifically, I was really turned on by older men. Powerful men who could control, discipline and direct me. I only sex I'd ever had was with Grandma Thumb and her four daughters --- and a little bit of goofing around with a few team mates.
When I entered High School, the swimming coach took over my training and turned me into a championship swimmer. I admired him, and did my very best for him, but he scared me and I was afraid to tell him how much he turned me on. He made us wear swimming suits at all times unless we were actually changing clothes, and I never did get to see him in anything less than a pair of baggy swimming trunks. And now he was turning me over to another Coach.
Coach Gospodin was 27, a couple of inches taller and a few pounds heavier than me with blond hair so lightly colored that it seemed white. I couldn't wait to see him out of his business suit.
The first day of summer classes was spent in the classroom going over safety rules and training schedules and getting introduced to each other. I was the "baby" in the class, everyone else being at least a year older than me. Classes were on Tuesdays and Thursdays with practice time available after class and on weekends.
Naturally, I missed the bus and was late for my first practice on Thursday. I rushed into the gym and changed clothes and rinsed off in the showers as fast as I could, hoping that maybe the coach wouldn't notice I was late ...