Naked Swim Lessons

Here’s a story we got from George:

Several years ago, following several unsuccessful attempts at learning to swim, I saw an advertisement, which guaranteed success. The lessons were expensive (they were one-to-one) but I thought I would try them.

When I showed up for my first lesson I found it was in a very pleasant indoor pool in a private house. The instructor was very friendly, good looking, about my age (early forties) and as I was later to discover, an excellent teacher.

He had a well-toned body, was deeply tanned and was wearing a very skimpy costume as I was. He began by asking me about my attempts to swim. Those were varied, so he asked me what I remembered as being the most useful. I replied that when on holiday in the then Yugoslavia I found the water so buoyant that I almost succeeded. However, I added that perhaps I enjoyed it more because it was an isolated spot, there were only two or three other people in the area and they were naked so I daringly took off my costume!

He laughed and said “Why not? That’s the best way to swim.” I therefore said that it was a pity that convention dictated that I should wear a costume.

He smiled and said; Would you like your lessons naked? I stared at him and asked him if he was serious. Of course, he replied, and to my amazement tore off his own costume. Wow! He was tanned all over and quite well endowed, although almost completely hairless. It turned out that he had his own villa in Tenerife where he swam regularly – without a costume, of course.

Because he was a good teacher I learnt very quickly, and therefore was very sad when the lessons finished. He was very respectful during the lessons, and when he had to hold me up in the initial stages he always asked my permission to hold me when he had to push up on my middle, and occasionally my groin. He said that with a costume it would be reasonable, but since I was naked I might not like it. However, I had no objection to this; he was quite impersonal.

I never saw him again, but I treasure that memory of an experience that I suspect few in the world have had in adulthood. This story is perfectly true; the situation was obviously perfectly natural to him as a dedicate naturist, and since I was completely relaxed about it, it seemed perfectly normal behavior, if distinctly offbeat. Has anyone else had a similar experience?

Yes, we’ve seen various parts of the world and there seem to be places still where nude swimming is perfectly normal. Thank you for the story!



  1. I took swimming during my first semester at the university. The class was all male and we had to be naked. I do not remember my first class or any adverse reactIon to wearing no suit.Strangely, the male instructor wore a suit. I never complained about his being clothed. I still enjoy swimming nude.

  2. Risky Ralph says

    I was born in 1946, making me 5 – 10 in the 50’s. I remember my mom signing me up up for my first swim lessons when I was 6 or 7. We had just moved to this new town and we lived across the street from the local town pool and I was thrilled.
    The first day for my swim lesson came and I was taken to the pool by my two older sisters by bicycle.. We were all new to this and everyone wanted to see how it all worked. At the check-in desk, there were two big signs; on the left, “GIRLS”; on the right, “BOYS”.
    I was very shy about going into the Boys locker room alone, and in my hesitation, my two sisters took me into the Girls room. Inside there were cubicales for privacy. I went into one of them and started to undress. My sisters stood there watching. I was very shy and told them to go away while I changed. They did, mumbling something about what a big baby I was. I got my swimsuit on and we went up the stairs to the pool area. It was a big pool. But I was shocked! Not by the size of the pool, but by all the other boys there waiting for the class to begin were naked! Two much older girls were there looking like the instructors. My sisters didn’t say anything. They walked behind the fence and sat in the spectator area. I walked toward the two instructors very nervous.
    As I got close, the both turned and saw me, greeting me with a big smiles. “Hi there Little Guy. Are you here for swim lessons?”
    “Hummmmmm, yes.” I answered.
    “Well, boys don’t wear swim suits, so you can take it off and leave it here with your towel.”
    I just stood there. Frozen in fear. My two sisters sitting not far away watching me. Some of the boys were starting to look in my direction too.
    I just stood there – frozen in fear.
    “Don’t worry.” One of the girls said, and came to me and put her hands under my armpits and lifted me onto a bench. Then before I knew it, she had my swim suit pulled down to my ankles. The other instructor stepped in to and held my suit down as the first instructor lifted me up and put me back down on the pool deck.
    “Now you’re ready.” She said. “Go join the other boys. We will start in a minute.”
    I was again frozen in fear and just stood there with my two hands cupped over my genitals.
    One of the girls took my forearm pulling it away from my little penis, and pulled me over to the group of boys.”Relax and have fun.” She said.
    A whistle blew and we were told to line-up near the edge of the pool with our backs to the water. In the spectator area right in front of all us naked boys were moms, girls and other little kids, along with my two sisters who have never seen me naked.
    The whistle blew again, and the instructor girl told us we were going to do some warm-up exercises. “Just do what I do.” she said sharply.
    She put both hands over her head. I stood there with my hands covering my genitals. All the other boys had their hands over their heads.
    The other girl came to me, got behind me and pretty forcefully, pulled my hands up and over my head. My little dick stuck out straight. And with a quick glance, I saw that all us boys all looked pretty much the same. I had never seen another boy naked before.
    The girl continued to hold my wrists as she made me do the next few exercises.
    “Bend and tough your toes;”
    She made me do it.
    “Hands over your head” She made me do it. Her grip on my wrists was getting softer. A couple of more times and she let go and I did the exercises on my own. Naked in front of my sisters for the first time in my life. I tried not to look at them looking at me and I did the exercises. I wanted to get in the water.
    “Lay down on your backs and look at the sky.” Came the next command.
    I did as I was told, taking another glance at all the other boys laying there with their penises sticking up in the air; Just like mine.
    “Now kick your feet in the air. KNEES STRAIGHT.” She yelled.
    Of course I wasn’t doing it right and the girl came to me again and held my knees straight as I kicked. I could see she was looking right at my dick. Not sure how I felt about that at that moment. Everything was happening so quickly.
    “On your feet.” She yelled. “Face the water and jump in.”
    Finally in the water and out of sight.
    “Everyone, hands on the wall.” I watched the other boys and did what they did. “Now lay out and kick – hard with KNEES STRAIGHT”
    Finally I was in the water actually having some fun. Almost forgetting that I was naked.
    Once again I wasn’t doing it right, and the girl cam to my side, put one hand under me to hold me up, while her other hand held my leg straight. Obviously I was moving about quite a bit and her hand under me slipped right to my little dick. Her hand stayed there as I kicked.
    “Keep kicking.” She said sort of softly. Her hand obviously on my dick which was getting hard. She had to have known it. I sure did.
    “OK STOP.” She yelled.
    My feet came back down to the bottom of the pool. The instructor next to me said that I was doing very well and rubbed her hand on my head. This was all very confusing to me.
    We did some more water things – can’t remember what they were. What I do remember is thinking about my little boner. It had to go away before we got out of the water. But every boy knows that the more you think about your boner the harder it gets and it will not go away. I looked down into the clear water and I could see it sticking straight up. It had to go away!
    “Everyone out”. Came the direction.
    I watched the other kids climb up on the wall to get out. I followed the. Once sitting on the edge of the pool, the other boys were all walking around to get their towels. A quick glance told me that a couple of other boys had boners too. OMG! I thought. They were just walking around with it bouncing about.
    Still sitting on the edge of the pool, the girl came up to me again saying, “Comon, time to go.”
    I looked up at her but didn’t move. One hand covering my erection.
    She reached down grasping both my wrists and pulled me to my feet, turning me toward the spectator rail before letting my feet touch the deck. She saw my condition, and got down on one knee to be eye to eye with me. She held onto my two wrists so I couldn’t cover myself.
    “Don’t worry about that.” She said softly. “It happens all the time to all you boys. It’s perfectly natural. Look!” She said shifting her eyes to another boy who was just pulling his towel over his shoulders. “He has one toself. She smiled at me, then gave me a turn and a pat on my bare butt sending me toward my sisters who were waving my towel at me.
    “See you Wednesday morning,” She said as I walked away to get my towel. MY very hard dick bouncing in the open air for all to see. I wasn’t completely relaxed with the situation, but I stopped fighting it. Swim class was going to be OK.o. Just like you. Don’t give it a thought. It happens all the time. No one cares.”
    I looked into her eyes and I saw kindness. I let my arms relax and she let go of my wrists. I stood there, not covering myself. She gave be a gentle smile, turned me toward my sisters who were calling my name and waving my towel. I walked toward them and took my towel. They were sort of giggling.
    “What’s so funnny?” I said directly to them.
    “You – you were great today.” They both said with big smiles.

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