With everyone talking about their underwater adventures I thought I'd add a quick one of mine. (I've been busy for the last year and have really only had time to leach. Thought it was time I add something. Whatever value it has.)

My friend's sister Christina (almost her real name) and her friend Jen (even closer to her real name) were at the community pool. I was with my friend when we saw them come in.

Christina said that Neal (real first letter) needed to go home and get something from his Mom. So he drove off and I was left talking with his sister and her friend. It's been some 13 years now so I don't remember quite how it started but I bet them that I could swim under them as they sat on the side of the pool and get by before they could jump on me.

They said, "Sure lets see if you can." So with that I went under water about a foot off the bottom (about 4 feet of water total) and started swimming. The next thing I know I feel two very attractive girls smash into my back and a second later my body smashing into the pool bottom.

The danger here of course is that you become instantly erect. In a bathing suit there is no where to hide.

After a few seconds they got off me and after I got back up they said to try it again. Again I swam under them. Again I got crushed.

We did this again and again. Each time they landed a little different. Each time they stood on me a little longer. Once I tried to swim face up. (Geeze it's hard to do that level.) Christina landed on my chest and face. Jen landed on my erection. I'm not sure she knew. Being underwater it's fairly hard to follow the conversation. That was my shortest time under though.

For almost an hour I was crushed under these women (okay they're women now, only girls then). (If only we could relive our past!)

I noticed something was happening each time. I was moving forward and then being crushed to the floor. Each time I hit the bottom I slid forward along the bottom a little. Maybe an inch maybe a centimeter, maybe just a hair.

Ever feel the bottom of a pool. Its got a rough texture to keep you from slipping.

Slowly but surely I was sanding my nipples off!

They jumped on me for almost an hour. Finally the life guards called break and all the "kids" had to get out of the pool. They got out and waited for me. I however was taking my own sweet time getting out. I had to deal with a rather adult erection and didn't want my entire neighborhood to know what I was made of.

They decided to run off and get a drink. I got out of the pool and sat on the edge hunched over hoping no one would notice me and hoping my noticibility would go away.

It did, but so did the girls. While they were waiting for me they met a few other friends and I wasn't all too sure about them. (Strangers… alas.) Soon Neal returned and that was it.

The next morning I noticed my nipples were redder than any sunburn I'd ever gotten.

Afan