By Jamie
Copyright 2026 by Jamie, all rights reserved
[2,340 words]
* * * * *The Cheap Ticket Chapter 8
Mrs
Martin was looking at the monthly sales figures and was pleased to see
the Naked boy offer had caused a significant increase in numbers,
especially girls who were clearly keen on seeing their classmates
naked. Andrew had become a regular and there was now a good group of
nude 14 year olds attending braving the embarrassment of being late
developers.
She did, however, notice that early Sunday
mornings were very quiet and Wednesdays after school were not very busy
either. She had had some ideas about new events and incentives, and
these stats gave her good reason to try out one of these ideas.
The pool had no swim school, so she was keen to offer older kids who
couldn’t swim the chance to learn. As she sat at her desk her mind
wandered back to her early days as a swim instructor...how fun it was
teaching the older ones especially with the boys naked !
" I
wonder.. " She said to herself grabbing an old filing box from the
shelf and started routing through it....yes here it was an old
newspaper clipping advertising the swim classes from her time back
then....
“Youngsters who will be enrolling in the swim
program at Central high must bring a towel and the girls a bathing cap.
Tank suits will be provided for the girls. Suits will not be worn by
the boys”
She thought, “I wonder if we cloud run a
Sunday morning swim school for boys & girls aged over 10 who can’t
swim. It’s a quiet time and we could even close the Pool 3 for an hour
say between 9 and 10 so it is a private. Boys would be naked and girls
in suits juts like the good old days.”
And her 20 year old
daughter would be more than happy to be the swim instructor, she was
qualified and was already part of the lifeguard team. I wonder if
Andrew would help out too she thought? She remembered that he had told
her once how he’d love to become a lifeguard and swim teacher, well
perhaps we can help him on his way...
She opened up a new
file on her computer and began to type....a plan, a list of actions,
the costings and an advert materialized over the next few days with
phone calls and meetings with her team and the plan was almost ready to
go! Julie thought the idea was excellent and secretly was excited by
the opportunity to teach naked boys alongside suited girls just like
her mum had done years before!
A few days later Mrs Martin
was alerted by the reception team that Andrew was in the pool and so
she kept an eye out for him, giving him a chance to do his swimming
before chatting to him. He appeared to be at the pool just with one of
the girls when she approached him.
"Hello Andrew, hope all
is going well? " The boy smiled " hello Mrs Martin yes thanks just
being doing some lengths with Grace , we’ve got a school swimming
competition in a few weeks."
"Excellent I wanted to talk to you about an idea I’ve had which might interest you. Are you free for a chat?"
Andrew was an inquisitive boy so happily agreed. Grace said she’d go
and get changed and meet him in the cafe, and so he trotted alongside
mars Martin back to her office still of course naked. This meant going
through reception where the sight of a naked teen always perked
interest especially if there were any girls there! Andrew, although now
very used to the exposure always felt a little embarrassed by it but as
always was very compliant.
He heard two girls aged about 13 say to one another, "I love this pool, its great the bays are naked"
“It’s brilliant isn’t it, their little willies on show" followed by giggles!
Obe inside the sanctuary of Mrs Martins office Andrew could relax and
concentrate on her proposal, something he thought was great as it would
be a great opportunity to learn how to teach swimming. He readily
agreed to help out and Mrs Martin asked reception to call her daughter
who was poolside and get her to pop into the office.
Minutes later Julie came in and smiled at the naked boy, the pools very own naked celebrity.
“Hi Andrew I’ve seen you before, but I don’t think we’ve properly met.”
Andrew polite as ever stood up and shook her hand, " no Miss nice to
meet you"
"oh you don’t have to call me Miss , Julie is fine"
“Err okay Julie thanks” he grinned. She appraised his body which had a
strong upper body of a swimmer but down below the boy was clearly still
waiting for puberty. His little willy nestled on top of the ball sac
making him look about 10-12 not the 14 he actually was. He was so cute!
This could be fun.
They chatted through the arrangements,
and then Mrs Martin told him the best bit , "and don’t forget Andrew we
will be paying you as well, you will be a member of staff! Other buys
your age do paper rounds, but you’ll be helping kids learn to swim!”
The advert was created along with a poster. There woukd be spaces 8
children for the 8 week class at 9am on Sudays and pool 3 would be
closed , families would be allowed in to watch. The class would have a
minimum age of 10 and a maximum of 15 and as agreed boys would be naked
and the aim would be to have a 50:50 ratio.
Andrew got home and excitedly told his mum who was really proud of him. In the paper next day the article and advert went out
"Not yet learnt to swim? It’s never too late ..Tadcaster Road swimming
baths are putting on a new swim class for those older children aged
10-15 who have missed out on learning to swim. Swimming is an important
life skill to learn. A warm friendly small class will held on Sunday
mornings at 9am in the pool 3 which will be closed to the general
public. Boys and girls welcome. Girls should bring swimsuits, whilst
boys will swim naked. You will need a towel and goggles. To register or
if you have any questions please contact the pool reception. The swim
class will be taught by qualified teacher and life guard Julie Martin
assisted by 14 year old Andrew Madden."
The
team then waited to see who would sign up! Across town Mrs Barclay was
reading the paper when she saw the advert. She had two children both of
whom had never learnt to swim, but she thought this would be really
good for them. Georgia was 11 and her elder brother Joe was 13.
She called the children in from the garden and told them all about this
new class. Both were enthusiastic as they missed out on going swimming
with friends. The family had moved often, and it was just one of those
things they never really properly learnt to do so this would be an
ideal opportunity, small class aimed at older kids, neither of them
wanted to learn alongside little ones!
All was settled until Joe read the actual advert , he couldn’t quite believe what he was reading,
“Is this true Mum” he asked and started reading "girls should bring
swimsuits whilst boys swim naked" his voice cracked as he read the
final word. He looked at his mother astonished " no way " he said.
His sister giggled “what seriously mummy boys swim nude, we see their willies!"
Her poor brother looked distraught, " that’s so unfair" he moaned,
"Sit down and calm down Joe. I will make a call and check but either
way you are going. Do you understand me, this is a great opportunity to
learn to swim with children your own age. Else you are going to have to
join a class full of 5 year olds, I can’t afford private swim lessons.
And besides back in my day all boys swam naked in their swim classes at
school and the YMCA."
"Really? "
“Yes though I
must admit it was a boys only class , but sometimes families were
allowed in to watch - I remember very well the first time I saw your
uncle David naked!"
Georgia couldn’t stop smiling, this is
going to be fun she thought to herself, wonder how many boys there will
be? Poor Joe was not happy at all and hoped it was all a mistake, but
his Mum was clear and any arguing would involve sad Uncle David popping
round and giving Martin a good spanking! He trudged back into the
garden an unhappy boy.
Later that day Mrs Barclay made the
phone call booked the kids on the course and asked about the rules for
boys. She was put through to Mrs Martin who explained the rationale
behind it which made good sense. Mrs Martin then asked what school her
on went to. It was the same svhool as Andrew and so she suggested that
Andrew could have a chat with Martin to ease his fears.
A
few days later after school Andrew popped round to the Barclays house.
He knew Joe by sight but not had anything to do with him as he was in
the year below. Mrs Barclay opened the door and welcomed Andrew in. Joe
was in the garden idly kicking a ball around looked up and said hello.
She left the boys alone and went inside.
“Is it really true the boys swim make for the lessons?”
“Yes and ill be naked too even though I’m helping with the teaching,
I’m on the school swim team and I’m starting my lifeguarding training
soon”
“Wow you must be a good swimmer then?”
Andrew nodded, ”not bad for my age and size”
“But naked! I still can’t it out if my mind, mum tells yoyo swim at the pool naked all the time.”
“Yeah they offer a cheap ticket to boys over 14 who havent started
puberty, sadly that includes me. So I swim nude to save money, you get
used to it pretty quickly.”
“But I’m .. Joe stammered,
Andrew continued his sentence... “No longer a boy, you’ve got hair etc.?”
The boy nodded, “it’s so embarrassing what if get a hard on?”
“Well you will be fine and you won’t be the only one developed, the
girls will giggle but most of the time we will be in the water anyway.
Just think of it the other way, turn it on its head.”
“What do you mean exactly?”
The girls will see your bigger willy and they will potentially be more
interested in you, cos you’re growing up, me they just go he’s cute,
but he’s like a 10 year old...”
“Umm I see what you mean but..”
“You’ll be fine .I understand your sister is coming too? How old is she?”
“11 she is so excited !!”
“I can imagine. When was the last tie she saw you naked?”
“Gosh a few years ago whilst I was..”
“Still a boy” laughed Andrew again finishing his sentence.
“Ok I have an idea, why not start with her in the privacy of your own hone. Get her giggles out of the way before the swim.”
At this point Mrs Barclay came out of the house with a tray of drinks
accompanied by Georgia. She had heard the last part of the conversation
“That is a very good idea Andrew, don’t you think Joe? Your sister is
going to see you naked anyway,” behind her Georgia was grinning like a
cat that got the cream, “so no time like the present strip off your
togs now Joe”
“What like now?” he said incredulously.
“Yes that’s what I said now! It’s quite simple you take off your
clothes darling and show your sister your body. I’m sure you’ve got
nothing to be ashamed of.
“But”
“No buts darling except your bare bottom!”
Andrew laughed as Joe blushed and then not quite believing what he was
saying Andrew said would it help if I did it as well? The boy looked
like he had stage fright but nodded. Andrew took off his t-shirt to
reveal his defined upper body, he then slipped off his shorts and pants
and stolid there naked in front of Mrs Barclay and Georgia who giggled,
and said “that’s so cute looks like William’s”,
“Sorry mate Wiliam is 9!” said Joe
“I know I’m still a boy but Joe I’ve done my bit your turn now.”
Slowly like a condemned man Joe removed his clothes and lowered his
pants to reveal his complete naked body. He wasn’t in bad shape he
played a lot of sport and loved riding his bike. He had a small bush of
dark hair around a willy which was a few inches long and dropped balls.
“There that was easy wasn’t it Joe ,my boy is all growing up!”
“It’s a lot bigger than Andrew’s isn’t it mummy” remarked Georgia
“Yes that’s what puberty does darling, a boys penis the proper name for
a willy grows and changes just as other parts of the body grow as you
get older.”
“I know mummy we did learn that in class and how babies are made! Does that mean Joe could make a baby now?”
“Yes he can but its best to grow up fully before you start to make
babies! Your brother, like everyone else his age, still has a lot of
growing up to do. Well done boys have a drink and just relax no need to
get dressed just yet.”
Joe was beginning to relax more but
still a little uncertain how he would cope with the swimming lessons,
but meeting Andrew had certainly help calm some of his nerves.