The summer course kept going and, on the first day of the last week Aidan came back. When I saw him enter the room I was a little surprised. "Hey," his voice was sleepy. "Hey Aidan!" Mahomes greeted him exitedly. "You have no idea what you missed." "Hey there," still barely able to talk. Yeah, I mean, I guess he wasn't going to stay sick forever, he had taken about four days off plus the weekend. It was natural to think that he was better now. "What did I miss?" Aidan turned towards Mahomes, intrigued. I immediately got nervous. The images of the last few days -me and Mahomes showering naked with the swim team, with the soccer moms, I don't know why I was so afraid of Aidan finding out but, for whatever reason, I wanted to keep it a secret- but Mahomes actually mentioned the swimming techniques Red and Blue had taught us and how we were now able to dive into the bottom of the pool. The rest of the day we kept doing the summer course activities. Gymnastics, painting, pottery... yet it all feel off. I had gotten so used to Mahomes cheerful personality that having Aidan -so much more gloomy and cool- made me long for the days he had been sick. "Okay everyone!" The course leader spoke up suddenly. "As you all know, this is the last week of the course." The smaller kids -including my sisters- made sad faces, the course leaders did so too. Mahomes twisted his lip in a sad gesture, Aidan rolled his eyes. "But the good knews is that the end-of-the-course show is almost here!" The little kids cheered. "And for the final show, we are all going to be in constume like real movie stars!" All the little kids got super exited after hearing that. I -not a fan of coustumes- wasn't that much. Not even Mahomes was. I glanced at Red and Blue who were looking at us, probably imagining how we would look in our costumes but their joy didn't last because just in that moment. "And there's one more surprise! We-" the course leader pointed at himself, at the other course leaders and at Red and Blue, "are going to perform with you!" That final show was surely starting to build into something.
When we finally got into the pool the classes got back to how they were before Aidan had left. No new techniques, no playing around, I even noticed Red and Blue being a less chatty than before. The pool was used by other people, not just us in the summer course, mostly adults who had a subscription on the fitness center and even though they rarely paid any attention to us, today I couldn't help but notice there were more of them. When the class ended we all got out of the pool and started walking towards the locker room. I started to get nervous. Aidan was back, would that mean Mahomes and I would step back into the old routine or were we going to fight the system? I peeked at Mahomes but he seemed as happy as ever, not concerned one bit. That only made me feel like I was the crazy one. We three, along with Red and Blue, crosed the wooden swinging doors into the locker room. The swimming team wasn't there. I looked at the clock, we had finished the class a little early. I grabbed my towel close to my chest and waited. One second, two... "Come on guys," Aidan made a gesture with his head, pointing at the stalls. To his surprise -and frankly to mine as well- Mahomes and I stay still for a second. Doubting. I looked at Red and Blue waiting for them to say: "aren't you guys coming to the showers with us?" Or maybe, "hey, come on, let's take a shower." But no, they didn't say a thing, they just walked to the showers, got rid of their swimsuits and started to take the chlorine off their bodies. Aidan started walking towards the stalls. It wasn't until he reacher his that he noticed we weren't behind him. "Guys, come on. What are you doing?" I looked at the floor, shame in my eyes and price, and followed Aidan. Yes. That day we got changed on the stalls again. So yeah, now you know. This is the second reason why this story is not like a movie. Because this happened in real life. If this had been a movie then this would've been the moment were I should've stood my ground and do as I pleased, taking my clothes off in front of a cheering crowd. I really wish I would've done that. I'm a different person now than what I was back then, as a kid and preteen you have many more insecurities and other worries that now don't make sense but, back then they seemed so big. So yeah, the last week and instead of seizing the moment and getting changed in the locker room with the boys, I got change in the stall that day. Same with the next day and the next. Aidan, without even being aware of it, had set back my entire process of becoming fearless. Now, that is unfair of me to say. Kinda. Aidan set me back, yeah, but only because I gave him that power over me. The fault was mine for not speaking up and saying what I wanted to say when I needed to say it. However, the story isn't over yet.
On the penultimate day of the course, the second-to-last day, something happened. No, it wasn't something I did. Actually, it was something Mahomes did. More accurately, something he said. I don't know what Mahomes and Aidan were talking about before but I remember that, suddenly, Mahomes mentioned the day when Aidan was sick and he and I took a shower with the swimming team. Aidan was confused. "You showered with those guys?" Aidan seemed genuinely perplexed. "I thought you didn't like them see us naked." "It was one time," I lied. I don't know why I said that. "And what happened?" "Nothing," Mahomes shrugged with a smile. "We just took a shower, talked a bit and got changed." Aidan didn't seem to believe it. "That it so weird!" Then he looked at us, somewhat worried and somewhat dead serious. "I'm glad it was only one time." I couldn't speak. I tried to but I couldn't. To me, Aidan's words sounded like a warning. Again, Mahomes was the hero. "I didn't mind." He said it as if it was nothing, just a regular thursday for him. Oh, Mahomes, always so enthusiatic and cheerful. I wanted to be like him. I thought Aidan would say something but he stayed quiet, he was clearly uncomfortable with the subject and rather serious about it. But we kept on with our activities and forgot about it. Or at least they did, that conversation never left my mind. I didn't mind, Mahomes had said. Did that mean that he wanted to get changed with the other boys again? If I did, would he join me? For some reason, it made it easier to know that I wasn't alone. I spent the rest of the morning deep in thought. We were having our final classes as well as the final rehearsal before the final show next day. "You are all going to be star boys and girls!" the course leaders didn't seem to get tired to repeat that, as if performing in the auditorium made you a rockstar or a movie star. At the pool, Red and Blue explained to us that after the performance in the auditorium we were going to be showing our parents what we had learned in all our time swimming. They walked us through what we would be doing the next day. We would be showing them how we could swim from one end of the pool to the other without stopping (hey, it was impressive for us) and we would show them that we could swim to the bottom of the pool, retrieve something, and back up again. "But I don't know how to do that!" Aidan complained. We all looked at him. He was right, he had been sick when Red and Blue showed us how to. "Don't worry," Blue swam next to him. "We will show you today." That last class wasn't a class, Mahomes and I played waterpolo (as good as boys our age could) while Red and Blue tried to teach Aidan to reach the bottom. I say try because after the first, second, third and hundreth attempt, Aidan wasn't able to do it. Mahomes and I tried to ignore it but it was obvious that Aidan was getting angrier and angrier with every attempt he failed. I don't know why he couldn't do it but I knew that he getting mad only made it harder. When the hour was up, Aidan still wasn't able to do it so Red and Blue said that he would instead be diving from the diving platforms. Not a bad substitute but Aidan was still angry. As we got out of the pool, Aidan had smoke coming out of his ears. "Don't make fun of him," Red warned Mahomes and I as he walked past us. Behind him Blue gave us a look that said: "listen to him." Mahomes and I both nodded. However, my mind was elsewhere. As soon as we entered I remembered Mahomes words: I didn't mind. For some reason those words kept coming back to my head. I didn't mind. As Mahomes and Aidan went to Red's locker to get our stuff, I just stood there, thinking. That had been our swimming class, the last one! That summer I had discovered the amazing sensation of being naked in front of other people, the brotherhood in the lockers, I had found how pointless and stupid shame was. And what had I done about it? Instead of enjoying it, I had spent the entire summer course cowardly changing in the bathroom stalls instead of doing what I wanted. I didn't mind, Mahomes words echoed. I was mad at myself. Who cared what happened? The course was about to end. If I didn't get to enjoy the entire summer, then at least I was going to enjoy today. So, I walked to Red's locker and said: "Today I feel like taking a shower." Both Mahomes and Aidan looked at me, equality surprised although I suspect, for very different reasons. Then I added, "want to come with me?" "No," Aidan said almost instantly. "You can take a shower at home." I raised my shoulders. "I feel like taking one now." Then I did the unthinkable. Right there, in the middle of the locker room, with several boys from the swimming team around us and with Mahomes and Aidan right in front of me, I moved my hands towards my hips, introduced my thumbs to the insides of my swimsuit and, slowly, I pushed them down until they reached my ankles. Then, I walked off them. Just like that, I was naked in front of my two friends. Both Mahomes and Aidan were looking at my semi-erect dick. I had caught them off guard and now, they were speachless, staring at every inch of my body. "You know," Mahomes smiled. "I want to take a shower too." And just like that, he too took off his swimsuit, right then and there. Soon, the two of us were bare ass naked except for the sandals in our feet. "You are crazy," Adain turned around, taking his stuff. I stayed quiet but Mahomes put a hand on his shoulder. "You can come too." "No, thank you." Aidan replied. "It's not that bad," Mahomes insisted. "Actually it's kind of fun. I know it may seem a little weird or scary but..." "I'm not scared," Aidan shouted. No one said anything but I could tell that several boys from the swimming team were looking at us. "I'm just not weird like you." That was an insult. I honestly felt a little bit bad but Mahomes didn't seem to get affected. However, in that moment he did something he probably shouldn't have done. He said, "oh, come on, you just need to try it," and he stretched his hand and grabbed Aidan by his swim suit. I thought Mahomes was going to push Aidan's swimsuit down but Aidan was faster, he pushed Mahomes hand away and started screaming at us, his face red with anger. "Let me go! You are so weird!" He said, "no one should see you naked!" (I swear, those were his exact words). All the guys from the locker room were looking at us, the showers were farther away but even they seemed to be looking in our direction. Aidan kept screaming until he paused for a second. I thought he would stop but then he said. "If you like it so much then let everyone see you!" I didn't understand the meaning of his words but then Aidan moved his body backwards and, with all his strength, he pushed Mahomes in the shoulders. We were near the doors of the locker room (and if you have a good memory, you remember how those doors looked like: a double wooden swinging door that didn't reach the floor) so Aidan's intentions were clear: he wanted to push a naked Mahomes outside into the pool area. However, Mahomes was bigger than Aidan and wider too so Aidan's push only made him tumble a little but he wasn't able to make him move. That only seemed to make him angrier. Then, out of nowhere, Aidan turned towards me. In that second I knew what was going to happen. Aidan yell something at me before, with all his force, pushing me towards the swinging door. I wasn't as big or strong as Mahomes so you can imagine what happened. I stumbled backwards, my back pushing against the wood. I have no idea how I managed not to fall on my butt but a second later I was no longer in the loocker room but in the pool area. I looked around, the people at the pool (only adults left) were all staring at me. At my naked 12 year old body. I was naked. Worse than that, I was semi-hard. It only lasted two seconds, probably less than that, but I still remember that moment as I got up and, with a red face, I stood completely nude in front of 11 or so strange adults. They were all able to see my cock, my balls, my butt, my embarrassed face and, of course, my semi. It embarrassed me a lot back then, a lot. But I'm not afraid to admit that that memory now turns me on a bit. I rushed back inside only to find Red right next to the door, a towel in his hands. He gave it to me before heading to were Aidan was. Red confronted him. It was clear that Red didn't know how to scold a kid but he was also mad about what had happened. I walked towards the showers and took a shower, naked. I was still embarrassed but I wasn't going to let that get in the way of me getting a shower. Needless to say, it wasn't as exciting. I dried myself up, got dressed and went home. Neither Mahomes nor Aidan said anything to me. The next day was our final day. I wasn't sure I wanted to go but God, how glad I'm now that I went.