It was a hot day, scolding hot, really. I'd been on literotica reading first time gay stories. It's a fantasy of mine but not one I was expecting to see come true that day. I decided not to be a lazy bum all day and go swimming. I don't really like going to the pool. They make you were these tight, short, swimming trunks, and for a fat guy like me, those don't leave much to the imagination.
I arrive at the pool later than expected. There's almost no one there, only the cute cashier. She seemed about my age, the perfect 'girl next door look'. She smiled at me sweetly, and told me she was afraid the pool was closed. She saw I was annoyed, and continued: "You can still take a private class if you'd like, they're not that expensive." Well I'd driven all the way there, what the heck. When I got to the stall I realised I'd forgotten my trunks. I dreadfully went back to the girl with my problem. She told me about the lost & found bin and told me I could take a look in it. The only two option were a pink pair, and a black pair of speedos. The pink would cover more, but I couldn't take it, not in front of her. I took the speedo's and got dressed.
I got to the pool and there was only one guy, my old high school swim instructor. A typical dad body, but muscular, and of course a thick moustache. He seemed stern, I was apparently late. I got to do fifty push ups, when I objected he got angry. I decided to do them, but as I mentioned, I'm not an athletic guy. I had trouble and he started laughing at me. Throwing slurs at me, even mentioned the tiny speedos. My dick got hard from all the humiliation. I knew he'd notice. I wasn't going all the way down anymore and he spoke up. "Why are you doing them weird? Get up." I got up and he busted into laughter. I looked down and couldn't say he was wrong. My tiny hard cock was completely visible, and very underwhelming. "So you're one of those, huh? Could be fun." He gave me a weird look, one I'd never seen before. But I knew exactly what it meant.
"Get on your knees, slave."
"Excuse me?"
"Slave, slut, sissy, whatever you like to be called."
"I'm not following..." I lied.
"Don't give me that shit, you know you want this, get on your knees and take it or I'll make you take it."
I looked down, 'it' was his now hard cock which showed through his gym shorts. It was huge, made mine seem more like a clit than a dick. I knew I'd do this. I got on my knees and looked up at him nervously.
"Haha, I knew I was right. I would have just let you go if you'd have said "no." But we both know that was never gonna happen, don't we?"
I didn't have to answer that.
