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The Swimmer

by stratford 27

The Swimmer


BY stratford 27


lee2160I am very worried about young Josh. Yes, my little nephew Joshua.
That quiet, tall, well mannered boy I used to know. I thought his winning a
place at Cambridge meant serious study. Then he had to go and take a year
off and travel around Australia. He came back louder, bigger and with a
girlfriend. He is going to the bad. At his age I was slogging away at
national service – in the real world. As far as I can see the fool is
throwing his life away, “just having a good time Uncle Tom” as he calls it!
It makes my blood boil. Thank God he will soon be 19 and off to college.
Perhaps that will put his feet on the ground.

The first year at Cambridge has not improved matters. In fact it has made
things worse. It seems to be getting serious with this girlfriend, they
are moving in together, down right immoral I say. They have a double bed –
and they are only 20! Worse than that I am sure he is into steroid abuse.
He never used to be into sport but since Australia he has become swimming
mad. His body has changed out of all recognition. He looks like something
out of one of magazines I sometimes catch sight of in the newsagents. All
muscles and a tan! He must be on those terrible drugs. They will ruin
him. What’s worse is he’s become so cocky! Wont take my advice on
anything. Has opinions of his own. What right has he got to do any of
this I want to know? The boy is in cloud cuckoo land.

The pair of them sit in front of me now. He has his arm around her! She
is fussing over him. “Oh Josh has been selected for the swimming team. It
will mean such a lot of training and effort – and he already goes to the gym
4 times a week! Tell him Uncle Tom, tell him he shouldn’t be so selfish!”
I just smile and ask if they would like more tea. I can’t help thinking
that what would be best for Josh would be to get well away from this girl,
and definitely well away from University, out of sport and into a proper
job. “Yes, uncle, I’m going to compete nationally, and it will be
televised” I smile. “It will be very stressful though doing it all with
my Maths degree but – needs must and fame calls.” And he grinned at me.

“I’d like to help you Josh.” He grinned at me. “No I mean it, I can help”
“What do you mean Uncle Tom?” “Well, you know Josh that I used to work in
the Hospital as a lab assistant. Well, I did some time in their sports
psychology department, and picked up a few tips. I learnt about hypnosis
and how that can help with motivation – how to fit everything in as you put
it.” Suddenly the girl chimes in, “Oh Josh, you must let Uncle Tom help,
you know you need it.”

“Congratulations fool,” I thought. “You have taken the bait.” I was going
to see to it that Josh was separated for good from this girl, that he was
booted out of this swimming lark and put safely out of harm’s way. If he
was kicked out of University that would be a good thing too. He needed a
taste of reality and needed to learn the hard way.

As a matter of fact I knew exactly what I was talking about when I mentioned
hypnosis and the basic techniques I had picked up 30 years ago had not
changed. I had to see first how good a subject Josh would be. He came
round, 20 minutes late. I could smell the girls perfume on him! “Sit down
Josh, make yourself comfortable. Now focus on the lamp over in the corner
of the room. Focus on the light and relax. Let yourself just sink into
that light. Clear your mind of all other thoughts. I am going to count
back from 10. As I count back you will become more relaxed. You will
listen to what I say and you will obey me. You will obey me.” After
about a couple of minutes I tried a few small tests. Yes, his arm was light
and rose up to the ceiling. He took his shoes off and put them on the wrong
feet. He walked around the room – well staggered actually – and back to the
chair. I put his appearance back to normal. “When you wake up Josh you
will feel fine. However, you will feel compelled to come back here at 7pm
tomorrow – on the dot, that is all.”

7pm. He is here! By 7-05 he was under. “Now Josh, you know that
swimmers have a better performance if they are shaved?” “Yes Uncle” “Are
you shaved?” “No uncle” “That’s not good Josh,not good at all. Tomorrow
you must shave your body. You will feel really good about it. Never mind
that some of your team-mates will think that is too much. You want to win
don’t you? “Yes Uncle” “Good boy!”

Next day. “Well Josh, did you do what I asked you?” “Yes Uncle I shaved
all over.” “What did your team mates say at practice this afternoon?”
“Well, they laughed at me,” he said brightly, “but I didn’t care. Like you
said it gives me an edge.” “Ok Josh, I need to see what you have done.
Strip off and show me.” He stripped off down to his jockey shorts. “I
need to see everything Josh, you understand, it is for your own good.” He
stripped without hesitation. I was pleased to see that he had shaved his
legs and chest. “You also need to shave under your arms. Also, bend over
and let me see your arse hole.” He did this without hesitation. I was
impressed! “Dear me Josh, all that hair, it needs to be completely smooth,
also around your cock and balls – completely bare.” “Ok uncle” “Remember
Josh, if you want to win you must do as I say. You will shave off all your
hair, including on your head, it’s ridiculously long and you will keep it
shaved. If any hair grows back you will feel very uncomfortable and will
lose races. Your team-mates will really laugh at you and your girl friend
may be shocked but remember, they are only jealous of your success. You are
a winner, a champion and you MUST do these things to be successful. Do you
understand?” By his reaction I could tell he was really pleased about it
all. He loved the idea of being a success.

A week went by and my nephew called back. He was a skinhead! At least he
looked more like a man now and not like some pansy student. “Strip down
Josh and show me what you’ve done.” I got him to spread his arse cheeks,
put his arms on his shaven head, show me his ball. “Now I want you to get
yourself hard Josh, I need to have a good look at your penis.” He started
obediently wanking off his cock. I was impressed all round. Not only had
he obeyed me completely about the shaving but my little nephew had a
handsome 8” cock! I was now ready for the next stage.

“What do your team-mates say about all of the shaving Josh?” “They think I
am a bit weird – I don’t think they like it at all. They don’t believe me
when I say it will give me an edge.” “Has it Josh?” “Well, Uncle, I
haven’t won anything yet and the big competition is tomorrow- on national
TV” “That’s bad Josh, we must take an extreme measure to ensure you win,
you want that don’t you? You want to win and to win you want to take an
extreme measure.” He nodded his head vigorously. “Just like with the
shaving your team-mates wont approve. They will be jealous of you and
angry. You must ignore that and do what I say. When you do what I tell
you you will feel great, a big success a winner. Whatever happens you must
continue doing it.”


“When you are told to get ready on the diving stand you take off your track
suit don’t you Josh. All you wear are your speedos. There are few extra
things you must do to give you the edge. If you do them all those months of
training will pay off, you will feel fantastic and be a winner. Once you
take of your track-suit you must put on this leather studded collar. It is
an aid to swimming. You will also strap on these leather arm straps across
your biceps. You will also put these clamps on your nipples. They will all
make you feel very horny and you will start to get erect. This, remember,
will help your swimming. You must ignore everything else going on around
you and concentrate on completing this routine. Next you will get out this
rubber swimming baton – I pull out a twelve inch dildo – and this pot of
vaseline. You must take down your speedos, lie on your back with your feet
held back by your head, grease up your arse with your left hand and insert
the rubber baton. You must gently ease it up yourself – the full 12 inches.
You will feel an enormous release of energy which will focus on your penis.
You will become fully erect and will complete 12 strokes with the baton. It
must go in to the hilt. Only after you have done this will you be able to
win the race.” Josh looked a bit stunned by this but I soon convinced him
that it was the only way to win.

I decided on a practice run. Soon I had this totally shaven 20 year old
dressed as a gay stripper, fucking himself with a twelve inch dildo. We had
to do it a couple of times because it took a while for him to loosen his
arse up to take it all – but he did. He was a fit strapping lad and he
could take it. “You must not mention any of this to anyone Josh. It is
your competitive secret. I want you to sleep over hear tonight and tomorrow
morning at 10am you will be fit and ready to win that contest. You will
sleep now and will wake tomorrow determined to do the routine, come what
may. You must win.

I could hardly wait myself. There pool went deathly quiet as the 8
athletes lined up on the side of the pool. Josh was second from the right.
The only one without a bathing cap. He had no need to wear one did he.
The stupid girlfriend was with me, muttering away about the shaving – she
hated it. “Get ready” came the announcement and the athletes started to
take off their tracksuits. I held my breath. “Good lad!” I muttered. A
leather studded collar was going on around his neck - but I don’t think
anyone paid much attention to this. They soon noticed the arm bands and the
tit clamps! A steward came over to Josh and said something but Josh’s eyes
were glazed, he was so totally focussed on his winning routine. A bulge was
visible in his speedos. Next out came the dildo and the obscenely large pot
of vaseline. There was a gasp from the audience as he pulled down the
speedos, lay on his back and got to work. Three stewards were now shouting
at him and trying to pull him away but Josh was having none of it. He
continued, and I counted, with all 12 strokes until he could be dragged
away.

A great success all round. Broadcast live on national TV! Josh was a
celebrity! Last I heard Josh had been given six months in prison for his
behaviour. That will teach him a lesson in reality, mixing with real, hard
men. University is out of the question now, and, of course, girlfriend
ditched him straight away. This may all sound a bit harsh but it was for
Josh’s own good. Also I did him another favour. I left the shaving
suggestion on – and looking like such a hard man is bound to go down well in
prison – so even if he is only 20 he will survive and may even be popular,
especially with his reputation! It will make a man of him.


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stratford27@hotmail.com

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