I make a discovery

The next couple of days were uneventful. I went to school, did laps at Mr. Smith’s house, and wasted gallons of cum watching interracial porn.

Then, the day finally came. My community swim team got together for practice at my towns local swimming pool. Of course my deal with Mr. Smith was hot on my mind You change with the other boys on the swim team for once, get a good look at all the penises and cocks, then report back to me, I will change clothes with you next time you come over.

I made sure to steak-out a locker right in the middle of the team. I’d known the guys on the swim team for about a year, so we casually chatted and sat around the locker room waiting for practice to start. I noticed the black guys on our team were all off to one side talking to each other. That’s gonna make it hard to get a good look at their cocks I told myself as we all started to change.

The white guys kept chatting with each other, and this made it easy to look around. I made some comments, tried to crack jokes, and generally listened to their conversations while getting good looks at each penis in turn. I was surprised to find they were all about as small (or maybe as big) as me. What were you worried about for all that time? I wondered. Sure, the shapes were all a bit different. Some were cut. Some were uncut. Some had pubes. Some didn’t. But I found we were all about the same (small) size.

I didn’t have a chance to look at the black guys before we all had to head out to the pool. Everyone got in the water and we practiced like always. Nothing interesting happened until after practice when it was time to shower off the chlorine.

Again, the black boys seemed to self-segregate themselves away from the white boys. Great, how am I supposed to get a good look now? Mr. Smith will never show me his cock unless I can get a good look.

So, I plucked up my courage and chose a shower right in the middle of the black five black boys. There were three on one side of me, and two on the other. They were talking among themselves when I walked over, and momentarily stopped as I turned on the water of the middle shower. I didn’t say anything, and pretty soon they were chatting just like before. As I soaped up my body, I looked left and I looked right. I was pretty shocked at what I saw.

All the black boys, without fail, had a soft dick that was at least twice as large as the white penises I had seen earlier. Wow! Good for them. I can’t believe their all bigger than all the white guys… and me!

That’s when I caught the gaze of one of the black boys. Oh shit! Time to go.

I got out of the shower quickly, grabbed a towel, put on my clothes, and practically ran out of the locker room. Thank god my dad was on time for once, and I was able to make a speedy retreat from the pool. Rather than feeling embarrassed at getting caught looking at another boys penis, I was mildly excited. So now I’ve got something to report to Mr. Smith. I smiled the whole way home.