Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old.
If there was ever a Mother's boy it would be Darren Jones. His father left the family eighteen years ago when Darren was only days old, and was never heard from again. Darren's main influence had been his mother Betty.
Betty was an old fashioned woman with undoubted stern ideas about raising her only son. She would not accept any nonsense from him and expected complete obedience.
She had homeschooled him from kindergarten through the completion of high school just this past spring.
Darren was never allowed to play outside with neighborhood children or have the opportunity to make or have friends. His mother was his whole world. There was no television or internet allowed in the home. About the only entertainment they had was when Betty would play old records on the phonograph.
Anytime they left the house they were together. He was never allowed away from her side outside the home.
It was registration day at the local college where Darren was to attend. Betty had pre-paid his tuition and all that was left to do was sign up for his classes. Darren and Betty had picked out all the classes he would be taking his first semester.
The two had spent most of the day going through the hassles of enrolling in each class and all that was left was his physical education course. They had picked croquet as his PE course but while signing up they were informed that the class was full and no other students would be accepted.
Betty argued back and forth with the person enrolling the students but to no avail. She was instructed to pick another PE class for Darren. They scanned the available classes left and beginning swimming was the only class with any spaces.
When enrolling in beginning swimming Betty informed the person that Darren had never been in a pool and knew nothing about swimming. He assured her that all Darren had to do was show up and he would be taught how to swim by a professional instructor. Everything he needed would be supplied by the school, paid for out of his tuition.
Going to classes with other students was very odd to Darren. Not being the only one asking questions or not understanding a problem was welcoming. His first day of classes was going fairly smoothly. Darren remained very quiet and kept to himself through the day.
Swimming class was the last class of the day and when Darren got to the gymnasium he was instructed to go to the coach's office for his swimming supplies.
Darren knocked on the coaches door and a feminine voice indicated he should enter.
"I'm Darren Jones and I was told to collect my class supplies from you," he said.
"Hi Darren, I'm Coach Joan Davis and I'll be your swimming instructor. How well do you swim now?"
"Miss Davis I've never even been in a pool, I can't swim at all." Darren answered.
"Oh well we'll just have to give you plenty of extra attention to catch you up with the others." Miss Davis replied.
"Now, here's your supplies, just go down the hall and the locker rooms are at the end. Hurry up and get changed and meet me at the pool, just follow the signs," she said.
"I'm sorry, changed?" Darren asked.
"Well you can't very well get into the pool in your street clothes now can you dear?" She answered.
"I didn't bring swimwear to change into today," Darren answered.
Coach Davis replied, "No worries everything you need is in the supplies I just gave you, now hurry along or you'll be late for your first class."
Heading down the long hallway Darren looked through the supplies he was given. He found flip flops, a lock, a towel, a syllabus and a red speedo.
What in the world...she can't expect me to wear these. My boxers are three times the size of these tiny things. I'll practically be naked if these are all I have on...all these thoughts kept running through Darren's mind.
He staggered into the locker room scanning for a locker without a lock already on it. Finally finding one he opened it and started shedding his clothes.
Darren was a thin tall young man with sandy brown hair. Like many tall thin boys Darren had one large attribute. His penis was long and thick, 9 and a half inches long, if not more, and as thick as a coke can. Darren had no idea he was more than blessed in that department, having never seen another boy naked. To his knowledge all boys were the same size as he.
Darren finished undressing and pulled up the speedos. Thank goodness the speedos were a couple of sizes too big or his package would have never fit. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, it looked as if he had stuffed his swim suit full. Considering he packed his 9 and ½ inch penis and huge balls into a speedo, he was lucky it all fit in.
Darren, already embarrassed just having to wear such a revealing swimsuit, wrapped a towel around his waist and followed the signs for the pool.
Pushing the doors open to enter into the pool area it seemed all eyes were on him. Darren spotted coach Davis and headed toward her. Glancing around at the other students in his class he couldn't spot another guy. Could his entire class be all girls, he wondered.
Coach Davis looked up and said, "Ok class we are all here now everyone find a seat on these benches. This is a beginners swimming class and I'm aware most of you can already swim to some extent. We also have students that have never been in a body of water or pool. So if you already know the basics I'll be calling on you to help me with the nubies."
"Now for today we're just going to get in the shallow end and become familiar with the feel of the water, with that said, let's hit it."
Everyone started toward the pool except for Darren. He lagged behind moving very slowly. He stopped next to Coach Davis and asked, "Am I the only guy in this class?"
Coach Davis replied, "Unfortunately you are Darren. The other guys that signed up had to drop the class. The later time of this class interfered with their intramural sports activities. But we are happy you are here with us to break up all the feminine vibes." Smiling as she said it.
"Ok Darren off with the towel and in the pool we go, everyone else is already wet," she announced.
Darren went to the edge of the pool and turned back to Coach Davis saying, "I'm too embarrassed to get in."
"Nonsense, Darren everyone has to learn how to swim at some point, we've all been in that situation, nothing to be embarrassed about," she said.
"Bu——-buttt——-"Darren uttered.
"Now Darren, into the pool, you're holding up the whole class," Coach Davis demanded.
Darren turned his back to the class and dropped the towel from around his waist. Turning to face the pool and class he gingerly walked to the first step down into the pool. As he stepped down he noticed complete silence. Looking up to see what had caused the place to go silent he saw everyone looking at his swimsuit.
He knew he looked funny in the mirror but not to the point of everything coming to a complete halt. He continued down into the water. Being a tall boy the water only came up to just below his ball sack leaving his package visible above the water.
Noticing this he bent his knees to sink down into the water belly button high.
Coach Davis stuttered, "Ahh———let's ahh———shall we ahhh——-, everyone just roam around at a comfortable depth and adjust to the water and the resistance, please."
She was so shaken by the sight just presented to the class by Darren she could hardly speak.
All the girls in the pool were going through the same kind of perplexing thoughts. What had they just seen? What could possibly be in those speedos to make them fill completely out like that? Was Darren pulling some kind of bazaar joke stuffing whatever down his swimsuit?
The class basically just wandered around the shallow end acclimating to the water. Coach Davis was too astonished by what she had seen to do any more instructing today and just let the class basically play in the water.
"Ok class let's call it a day," Coach Davis said. "Darren, you can hit the showers, I need all the girls to stay behind for a women's only questionnaire from the administration. It will only take a couple of minutes and then you ladies can shower."
Darren climbed out of the pool, his wet speedo clinging to his butt cheeks. He heads straight for his towel and wraps it around his waist before turning to walk to the locker room to shower.
Coach Davis gathered the girls and said, "I don't have any questionnaire for you to fill out but we do need to discuss the 'elephant' in the pool." She told the girls that she was sure they had all noticed Darren's very full speedo. And that she and they would just need to disregard any further discussion or gawking.
Darren had made it to his locker and quickly shed his speedo. He hung it up in his locker to dry and grabbed the soap and shampoo that had been included in his supplies and headed for the showers, still wrapped in his towel. The showers were individual cubicles with a privacy curtain.
Darren hung his towel on the hook outside the cubicle and stepped into the shower turned on the water and tried to relax.
Just as Darren was shampooing his hair he thought he heard something in the distance. Probably the girls headed for their locker room to shower he thought. After rinsing the last of the shampoo out of his hair he definitely heard voices. Peeking through a tiny pulled back sliver of the shower curtain he saw the girls from his class coming into the boys locker room.
Why were they entering the boys locker room? He couldn't understand what was happening.
The girls were stunned to find someone showering. Theirs was the only class using the pool this late in the day. On closer inspection they saw the size of the feet of the person in the shower and knew it was a male.
One of the girls called out, "Hey perv, what the hell do you think your doing in here?"
"It's not a perv, it's just me Darren," he shouted. "What are you all doing in the boys locker room and PLEASE get out of here now!"
"Well for your information, smarty, you are in the girls locker room," the same girl replied.
No that couldn't be, he thought. Remembering walking down the hall from the coaches office he was busy looking at the supplies he had and just wandered into the first locker room he came to. Could he have stumbled into the wrong locker room by mistake?
"Darren the boys locker room is across the hall," she announced.
Oh my god he was showering in the girls locker room. Darren felt humiliated and totally embarrassed. Here he was naked in the girls showers. He wanted to die right there, right then.
