The rest of us stripped as quickly as possible and ran to the pool. We splashed and dunked and horsed around until Miss Richards blew a whistle. “Pa... attention. First, this is a class in number theory, not horseplay. We’re here because it is immensely cooler than the classroom, not so you can fuck around. “Second, this is a class in number theory, not a practical lab in sexual experimentation. We will have academics for forty minutes followed by a ten minute recess, then the final forty minutes. . well ... yes ... I guess ... well ... I suppose ... yes ... this is my first time too.” Then he added, “But I’m ... I’m ... I’m ... I’m enjoying it much more than I thought I would. In fact just this morning before I came out here I wasn’t even going to take my clothes off. I was just going to enjoy the day in my shorts and shirt then go ... then just go ... then just go home.”Tom tried to sound casual and in no way nonplussed about this confession but it didn’t fool anybody. His naked friend. You're hurting my tailbone." Anyone ever told you that you kind of top too much from the bottom?"thud"It's a flaw. Deal with it." I don't intend to."thud"Then don't. I don't give a shit." I must be taking it too easy on you, then. Here, I'll see if I can get your attention."thudthud"Ow, ow, christ, don't put me in the hospital. You are such a clod. Ow, fuck." I don't care, slut. Look at my dick. Just as hard as when we started. Not bad for a fifty year old. You're keeping me young. A pity if it. I'm completely at his mercy. He doesn't usually have much.He is standing in front of me. He is still fully clothed and somehow that makes me feel even more naked. I can see the bulge of his hard-on through his jeans. I want to rub my face against it. I want to feel the hot hardness of it against my cheek. I can't reach it. He knows that's what I want. He doesn't give it to me. He moves back around behind me. I quiver, not knowing what he is planning to do. I can feel the wetness.