Hi fellow wet lookers,
Here's a memory of high school or more correctly a hot summers afternoon after school had finished. Picture the scene. It begins with a stinking hot day at school. These were the days before schools had air conditioning. Us poor kids & the teachers would be literally drenched with sweat wearing our damp school uniforms & trying to stay awake. It was cruel & unfortunately it was usual summer time punishment. Every now & then one or most of us would drift off to sleep & be rudely awakened by a chalk board duster being thrown at us by an equally hot & bothered teacher.
On this day it seemed to be hotter than most summer days & the kids were planning to hit the beach & go bathing. I was always under strict instructions to return home & do my homework. I wasn't allowed to swim in any case because of my strict parents religious beliefs regarding modesty, remaining neat & dry plus their fear of water.

Our school uniforms were as follows,
underpants briefs, white singlet vest, worn underneath a white long sleeved business dress shirt with a tie & grey dress trousers, black leather dress shoes & long grey school socks . In winter or on formal occasions such as the morning assembly a grey V necked sweater with a heavyweight woollen
blazer & a felt hat would be worn even in summer. There was a summer uniform that consisted of grey knee length dress shorts & the white business shirt with a tie. This had short sleeves. The usual long school socks & black leather dress shoes were always worn. I had previously asked many times to be allowed to wear this uniform in summer but my parents always denied permission. I was expected to wear the winter uniform all year around complete with blazer & woollen sweater. Of couse in summer I would remove the blazer & sweater as soon as I could get away with it.

On this day after what seemed like forever the school bell finally rang & after putting our chairs up on the tables we were dismissed. I picked up my bag & started for home like a good boy as I did every day. One of the kids asked me if I was going swimming & I shook my head. I explained the reason why but they laughed at me & called me a nerd. I guess I was a nerd with my short hair & neat appearance. They headed for the beach while I went home to slave away on my homework.
When I arrived home however my parents told me that they had to visit my auntie a few miles away. I was quite surprised when I was allowed to stay home alone with the strict proviso that I had to do my homework. They said goodbye & left me on my own in the house. A thought began to form in my mind. Maybe I could go to the beach after all. There wouldn't be much time to spend there & so I wouldn't get away with a swim but as I didn't own a bathing suit it was more or less irrelevant. I figured I could just go & sit on the jetty & chat to my friends. It would be great to check out all those gorgeous bikini clad girls too.
I left straight away without changing my clothes. There was no point because I only had formal clothes anyway plus there was very little time.
After a short walk I arrived at the beach & my dress shoes were soon making squeaking sounds as I walked across the sand towards the jetty. I was embarrassed to see that I was the only one wearing a school uniform. Most kids were wearing bathing shorts & the athletic school jock sporting hero types were wearing Speedo bathing briefs. I would never haved dared to wear those. You couldn't if you were a nerd like me. I didn't want people to know the size of my toco now did I?. I felt so out of place here. There were beautiful hot bikini clad girls everywhere so it wasn't long before I started feeling horny. A bulge was forming inside my grey school trousers that was getting hard to hide.
I tried to put my thoughts aside as I chatted to my friends. They gave me a bit of a ribbing over my school uniform but I told them why & it soon died down. A girl did ask me to come bathing with her & I told her that I didn't have a bathing suit with me. She suggested I swim wearing my underpants but no again I was too self conscious. She laughed & said, "Just go in as you are. It's so hot. You'll be dry in no time." I felt really turned on by that thought but again I shook my head. "you could just swim in your trousers... No you're too much of a nerd." She jumped off the jetty & I sadly watched her swim away.
As I stood there listening to all the gossip I became aware of someone else from the school approaching. It was Arthur Parry. He was another nerd like me with short hair, glasses & a neat sensible appearance. He had one up on me though. He was wearing the summer uniform which consisted of the knee length grey shorts, short sleeved white business shirt with a tie, school shoes & those horrible long grey school socks pulled right up almost to his knees. He had his felt school hat on as well. When he was asked whether he was going swimming he replied that he had to go to his clarinet lesson soon & so he wasn't able to.

He started talking about nerdish pursuits such as chess & model trains & I rolled my eyes along with many others. It was hard enough for a nerd to be seen as cool without having Arthur standing next to you acting this way. I'm ashamed to admit that I wanted to push him into the water. I did my best to control myself however & continued nodding politely.I guess it saved me having to make small talk unnecessarily.

As Arthur droned on I was aware that I would have actually liked to have plunged into that cool inviting water with all my school clothes on & swim amongst those hot babes. I was thinking about the way my underpants briefs were similar to those Speedo bathing briefs & those bikini bottoms. The difference was that my underpants had to remain dry while the bathing attire was allowed to get wet. Arthur's short pants could be thought of the same way as the bathing shorts that weren't. No they were definitely not meant to bath in.

I became aware that I wasnt listening to Arthur so I hurriedly resumed nodding along with his boring conversation. Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I noticed a group of kids sneaking up on Arthur. One of the bikini babes put her finger up to her lips & winked at me. It didn't take much to realise what was about to happen. Arthur was the only one who was completely unaware of his fate. I could have warned him & I felt guilty that I didnt however I wanted to see someone swim in a school uniform. I knew that even though I would have loved that to be me I couldn't get wet. Arthur was going swimming. It was too easy. He had absolutely no idea & was completely unprepared. Many wet hands grabbed him & he was dragged over to the edge of the jetty. He yelled, screamed & struggled furiously but to no avail. A few times he was able to get back a little from the edge but it was only prolonging the inevitable. Arthur was going in. With a mighty shove Arthur was sent flying through the air. I watched fascinated as he hit the water & disappeared momentarily under the churned up surface. He was splashing about in blind panic & shouting abuse at everyone. I wondered if he could actually swim but soon he was treading water & he began to swim towards the boat steps I noticed that as he swam his white shirt partially inflated like a balloon & I liked the sight of it. He eventually struggled up onto the steps but was soon thrown back in. I guess he wasn't wet enough. When he was finally allowed to leave the water I couldn't help noticing that his white singlet was completely visible underneath his semi transparent white shirt. I would have loved that to be me in that situation but I knew it just it couldn't happen.

I was so busy enjoying the show that I completely overlooked the possibility that I could be the next victim. After all I was the only other one wearing my school uniform complete with shoes & socks. Also I had long pants & long sleeved shirt on too with a tie. The fact that I was a nerd like poor Arthur didn't exactly help either.Wet hands grabbed me & I too was dragged kicking & struggling towards the water. "Oh my God" I thought. "I can't let them throw me into the water my parents will absolutely kill me. I can't get my school clothes wet.. How can I get them dry in time?" It really looked like I was going in. I dropped down onto the deck but I was still being dragged kicking & screaming closer to the edge. Next thing I knew was that I was over the edge however my feet managed to find a horizontal beam & although it was recessed slightly underneath the deck I could stand on it. The problem was that because of its location I was leaning outwards over the water. The only thing stopping me was my fingers were gripping the edge of the deck. If I let go I would have fallen backwards into the water. It wasn't a good situation. My fingers were being prised off the edge one by one. I guess I had no choice. I was going in for a swim.

Suddenly I heard a man's voice yell out, "Stop right now. Get back. Out the way." The kids scattered & a huge tough looking man asked me if I was OK. I replied yes as he dropped down onto the deck & grabbed my skinny shirt clad arms. He was as strong as an ox & he was able to lift me up onto the jetty. I thanked him profusely but he just nodded."Are these little bastards bullying you?" he asked. I answered no & told him that they were my friends. "It was a bit of fun that got out of control." I answered. He told the shame faced kids that the game was over. They had to let me go home. Arthur Parry suddenly reappeared & started to whinge & carry on. I was silently willing him to shut up because he was looking so uncool. It was to no avail & he wouldn't shut up. His shirt was untucked & his shoes squelched as he scuttled along whining non stop. The big man suddenly stopped & turned towards him." Stop your grizzling boy. It's a nice day for a swim. You've got your shorts on. You'll soon dry out. I wish I had time for a swim." He laughed and asked me why I hadn't just let them throw me in too. I told him that I'd get killed & he smiled. "At least you'd be nice & cool though." I nodded thinking that maybe he was right. I cursed myself for letting such a good opportunity go. I still do but I guess I was scared back then. Oh well. Sometimes missing out makes the next one much better. I became aware of a woman shrieking in our direction. It was Arthurs mother. She looked like an angry owl with Coke bottle glasses. She was pretty pissed off & gave Arthur quite a serve. It was hard not to feel sorry for him. The big man explained what had happened but it seemed like Arthur was still in trouble. He ended up taking his music lesson still wearing his wet school uniform but wrapped up in a blanket.

I was able to return home before my parents so there was time for a bit of extra curricula hand activity to relieve my frustration. Yes I should've let those boys throw me in. Arthur was too stupid to see how lucky he was & I was stupid enough to turn down an opportunity to swim fully clothed with hot girls. I guess that's life when you're young.

You'll probably see this story as a bit of an anti climax. (No pun intended) but another way to look at it is to see that if everytime I got wet the forbidden nature of it would diminish. Cheer up at least Arthur got thrown in. I know its wrong not to have warned him but the fact that he didn't want to get wet did make it shit loads better didn't it.
Cheers,Winter Woolly Wetboy.