High School Humiliation

Chapter 4 High School Humiliation

The next morning when I woke up, my attention was immediately drawn to the chair beside me were the jockstrap was lying. I didn't know what would be happening. If I had to be in the same room with the other kids just wearing that little thing for underwear I surely would get a hard on. I just started to think about how I could prevail that.

I put my clothes on. I didn't wear jeans like I normally did. They were too tight and my dick could be seen right through it if my dick got hard. So when I came down my mother looked at my and said, "Well, you look handsome in those trousers. You should wear them more often then those stupid jeans." I just did if I didn't hear it and took the newspaper.

After breakfast I went to ride to the station and get the train to school. The gym lesson was not the last hour but the third just before our morning break. I still had a bottle of pee in my bag. I took an empty one with me this morning so that should last whole day.

I was walking right behind Brandon on the way from the station to school. I could see his beautiful hair hanging over his shoulders. I had trouble to control my self and not touching it. I saw through his trousers that he was wearing a small brief, his jeans were so tight that you could see the lines of his brief.

Just before entering the school Brandon waited a moment until I was there and he asked, "Well, do you have your jockstrap on?"

"Yes, Brandon," I said, "just as you told me"

"We will see", and while he said that he gave me a tick on my bottom. Knowing that there was no underwear it came a little bit harder than it normally did.

The first two hours past by. I already knew that it was almost impossible to obey Brandon completely. Our second hour of the day was on the other side than the gym. Other kids including Brandon would be there before I could.

Despite that I wanted to be sure that I was one of the first from my class. When the bell went I took a sprint through the building. When I arrived I was not the first one there and Brandon was already standing in his underwear knowing that I had lost this one. I would still try to please him as much as I could. So instead of putting my bag in the corner and starting to undress myself with my T-shirt and blouse I quickly put of my shoes and started to button down my trouser. When I look up, I saw that Brandon was looking quite openly if I was wearing indeed the jockstrap. The moment I put of my trousers there were still kids entering, so I would be in my jockstrap for a long time.

There I was standing in my jockstrap. I looked around and saw some of the kids looking back, not at my face but a little bit lower. I saw Brandon; he walked towards the toilets, still wearing only his underwear. He waved with his hand, telling me to follow him. Nobody seemed to notice it. So I started my way over to the other side. It was just if I could feel every part of my bottom, knowing that it was for all to see. When I came in the toilet Brandon was standing at the sink.

"Well done," he said, "I never thought that you would do it. Because you weren't the first one in, you are going to get another chance when we are finished"

I didn't answer him but just nod. He walked out of the toilet in to the lockers again. I knew I had to go back again right to the other side. Nobody said anything but I could feel his or her looks at me. When I was back at my corner I looked around to see if everybody was ready. One or two just entered so I had to wait a while. I started to unpack my bag trying to find something. The whole time standing with my butt for all to see. I heard some whispering on the other side but when I looked in that direction they stopped. So it would have been about my.

In that same way I saw that the last two who had entered had their gym shorts on so I could do the same. It was just in time because my dick started to get hard. Even when I had seen Brandon alone in the gym I could control it. But it just started to become too much.

When I had my gym shorts on, I looked down and saw that they fit quite tight around the jockstrap. This mends that I should keep my mind on something else for the complete hour.

We had to do all whole of a lot different kind of exercises that day. The last one for me was at the rings. We had worked through the whole our in pairs and just as I could to the rings there was Brandon. He was going to be my partner over there. Coach just came by to tell what we had to do. If one of us could not do the exercise the other one must help him by putting his hand on the other ones bottom and pushing him. I saw Brandon smiling and while he walked towards the rings he passed me and whispered, "You are not doing that on your own, be sure that I must help you."

I stared at him knowing that if he were going to touch my bottom without the underwear I probably would not be able to control my self. Only thinking of him helping me made my dick a little harder. It also became clear to me that if I would get a hard I had no time to let it go soft again, because I had to be the first one of my gym shorts in the locker room. Brandon was hinging in the rings already. He finished his routine without the help of me and was finished after a minute or so.

I walked towards the rings and started with the routine. When the final excercise came I let myself fall.

"Ok," coach said, he was just looked at me knowing that there was a good chance that I was going to fall. "Go on, Brandon, help him."

I stood up again and took the rings and that time I felt the breath of Brandon in my neck and his hands on my butt.

"Nice isn't it?" he said. While he was saying that he started to rub them a little bit and pushing them so I could get up at the same time. He didn't let go and with only the little material of gym shorts between my butt and his hand you could imagine what happened.

I didn't say anything but I felt my dick gone hard, not a little but really hard. With the help of Brandon I finished the exercise. I turned around to Brandon; he was smiling and started even to laugh when he looked down at my crotch. " Go on" he said, " You know you are supposed to be the first one in the lockers. I went quickly and saw that some others were going in also. Brandon was walking right behind me. Knowing that he wouldn't want to miss anything.

When I entered the lockers I saw that I was still could be the first one to be in my underwear (jockstrap for me). I got my shoes out of the way and pulled my shorts down. My dick was still very hard and my butt felt if Brandon had rubbed it hard. I had planned to stay with my backside to the other kids while I was going through my bags again pretending to look for something.

Then I heard Brandon shout, "Tim, come over hear some of the us didn't see a jockstrap before and want to take a good look at it." Be a sport and turn around and show us your jockstrap"

There was some laughter at the request of Brandon. The all supposed that I wasn't going to do that. When I looked at him I saw that the whole group of kids was standing in a half circle around Brandon.

"Come on," he said.

I turned myself around knowing that every body could see my very hard dick. I turned red quickly and felt ashamed of the fact that all my class mates could see the hard on I had. While I turned around I walked towards the middle of the cirkel and thought that the best way to handle this was to take it as a joke.

When I stood in the middle for everybody to see I started to turn around ones in one direction and then back the other way around. Then I looked around and said "well this is the way the jockstraps is fitted at the back." At that moment I went with my head to the ground, touching with my hand my knees and with my bum in the air. When I came around I knew my hard dick was even gone harder at that moment.

On one end of the circle I heard some kids say to each other, "Look, he is enjoying himself his dick is stiff."

I became even harder but with the best smile I could make on my face I said out loud, "It feels great you guys, you should try it yourself."

Some of them just laugh at that but I fought I had made the best out of the situation. The coach came in and shouted: "You should all be out of here in five minutes". He missed the show I just had given but he ended just in time.

I looked at Brandon, he was smiling and it looked if I had done all right.

I waited to be sure that I was going to be the last one and when I came out of the lockers Brandon was standing right there.

"That was done very well", he said. "Next time I must remember that you can be very inventive towards unexpected situations. By the way I will see you tonight around seven again. You can bring back my jockstrap. "

He didn't give me the time to answer him I knew I would be there. I was going to obey him. I was too afraid that he would show anyone the videotape. Even now after the show in the locker it would be came clear to every one what I was.

Chapter 5 of High School Humiliation

I managed to get through the day without to many remarks. During lunch break I didn't stay at school but went for a walk. I just couldn't understand that I reacted so cool. I just did the right thing so that it would not have been too obvious.

The afternoon went by. I didn't spoke with Brandon any more but new I had to see him that evening. It was Friday so I could easily tell my partners that I was going to a friend's place. When I came home at four o'clock, I went to my room and started to change. I had to bring the jockstrap back to Brandon that evening. When I was standing in the room only wearing Brandon's jockstrap I could feel his hands again against my buttocks. I started to imagine that he was touching them again right there and now. I could feel how he tried to invade on my butt hole. I started to wriggle a little bit. At the same time my hands were stroking my cock true the jockstrap.

Just thinking about how I had felt the breath of Brandon in my neck just blowing softly. Thinking about how I would turn my head and softly kiss him on his beautiful well-formed lips. Just thinking about that made me cum not realizing that I was still wearing Brandon's jockstrap. When I came to my full senses again and felt the wet warm stain in the jockstrap I became aware of what I had done. I took a look down at the jockstrap and started to take it off. I took it to the sink and started to get some cum of it with a towel. But instead of making the problem smaller it only became bigger. At last there was a big sticky place on the jockstrap. I could not clean it better and had no time to wash it before I had to go. I just had to make the best of it. It would be dried before I would be at Brandon's house. I put on jeans and a brief with a T-shirt and was ready to go. I went down stairs were dinner was ready.

Just after diner I took my bicycle and went towards the station. Because it was Friday night you could see that there were more people than on another night.

I made sure I was in time at Brandon's house this time. I took a train to early and walked around the station in the place were Brandon was living before going to his house. Then just before I entered I tried to remember where my bag with the bottles of piss was but I seemed to have left them at home. Well this was going to be a good evening. I could only hope for the best.

I rang at the doorbell and a moment later Brandon opened the door.

"You're on time," he said.

"Walk on in and wait in the living room, I will be there in a moment."

I went into the living room and took my place in front of the table. I waited there for just a moment. After five minutes he came walking back into the living room.

"So? Well, we are going to make up the score so fa?"

"First, take your clothes off."

I started to take of my cloths. When I undid my jeans he said, "Where is my jockstrap? You are wearing a brief now. That is going to cost you one penalty." " I didn't tell you to change at home in another pair of underwear."

"I am sorry," I said, "I misunderstood you I thought you wanted to have the jockstrap back"

"I did," Brandon said, "but that does not giving you the right to change into something else".

"Okay, where is your jockstrap? Hand it to me."

I took the jockstrap out of my jacket and handed over to Brandon, trying to hide the mark in front of it.

"You did well this morning during gym," he said. "Next time I don't expect you to have an answer ready."

"Some of the kids found it the joke of the year and discussed it with everybody at school"

"They didn't!" I said. My face became completely red just thinking about all the stories about my hard on going around on school. It would be difficult to go to school on Monday.

While Brandon was telling this he put the jockstrap beside him on the couch without examining it.

"I don't see any bottle," he asked.

"I'm sorry, I did exactly as you told and collected every drop of pee during the last two day's."

"I can't check this, so this is going to be penalty two for today. You have earned penalty three, by the way, by not being on time in the lockers this morning. Before I am going to tell you what the penalty's are, I have one more question: Did you masturbate at home during the last two day's?"

I looked at him and said, "Well I have done it yesterday once and this afternoon when I came home"

"In the future you are only aloud to cum as I tell you. Understood?"

"Yes, Brandon" I just couldn't imagine how he was going to control this, because I could not stop masturbate. I did this almost every evening before going to bed.

"First of all you are going to masturbate for me again and put it in the glass again which is behind you on the table".

I turned my head and saw that the glass was still filled with the cum of last time. It looked even if there was something more in.

"Well go on" he said.

I started to show him my stuff. Because I came only a few hours ago it took me a little while before I became horny again. I started to think again about Brandon touching my bum earlier that day. I closed my eyes and a moment later I was just in time to get the glass and my cum spurted into it. When I opened my eyes I saw that Brandon had the Jockstrap in his hands.

"That was beautiful, the way you closed your eyes before cumming. By the way what is this inside my jockstrap it looks like it is all sticky in one spot"

I turned red and said, "I came this afternoon, while I was still wearing your jockstrap, sir"

"You did what?! I will punish you for that too. Next time you do something like that I will show the video for a lot of people".

I just stood there with my head down to the floor. I couldn't say anything.

"Well now for your punishment this evening. I had a moment time to think about it and I think you deserve to be punished quite heavily. Before we start I will have something to drink".

He walked out of the room and came back a moment later with two glasses. He gave me one, and I saw that it was again some piss.

"What is this?" I asked.

"What do you think, I have made you some nice hot drink. Go ahead and drink it all"

I drank it all and started to gag.

"Don't even dare doing that," Brandon warned me.

"If you are finished you dress up again but you will hand that brief to me."

I looked at him and said, "Why?"

"Because you weren't aloud at all to wear a brief this evening, only the jockstrap".

I started to put my clothes on after I handed the brief to Brandon. It was a dark blue large brief.

Because the jeans I was wearing where quite tight you could see how my balls and dick where placed.

When I was finished he said, "Okay, this is what we are or better say you are going to do"

"We are going to the station. On the West side of it, there are some public toilets."

"You are going to enter it and ask the first five people who want to take a piss if you might be the toilet"

"I will be outside near the window which is always open, so I can hear what is happening and if you are doing as told".

I looked at him and said, "No way! I am not going to do that."

"Well it is either that or every kid in school is going to see your masturbation show on television. Put on your jacket and lets go".

I just could not believe I went trough with this but I was just to scare to say or do anything.

We went to the station and I had to check if any one was inside the toilets. I walked to the window that was on the side where also the piss holes were.

"Nobody is there Brandon" I called outside.

"You don't have to shout, I am right here"

And I saw the face of Brandon with a big smile on the other side.

I stood in front of one of the holes and waited until somebody came along.

It took almost 10 minutes before the first one, a 50 year old looking men entered the toilet. He walked towards one of the holes and didn't say anything. I wanted to ask may I but I just couldn't find the words. He took a piss and walked out.

Before even the door closed Brandon's voice came from the other side: "I didn't here anything so you will have to drink seven peoples piss and for any other man you will let go without a drink you get two in return".

"But Brandon", I said, "I just couldn't."

Brandon didn't get the time to answer because the door went open again and a man in his thirties I think entered. I took a deep breath and turned around and asked, "Sir, do you need to take a pee?"

He looked at me and said, "Yes I do, but what is that too you?"

I was just going to make this as short as possible and answered, "Can I drink it, please? "

He looked at me and then said, "Well, why not, if you like that."

He said nothing and walked towards me, he was almost 1.90 m long and had brown hair. He wasn't bad looking but also very straight. I opened my mouth and he planed his dick just in front of it and started to pee. I could hardly take everything, but I hadn't the urge to gag this time. When his last drops came out he looked at me and said, "I hope the taste was good".

Just knowing that Brandon was listening I said "Yes, thank you, sir"

He turned around and walked out of the toilet.

"You did well. How was the taste" Brandon asked from outside the toilet.

"It was not that much and not too salty"

I heard how a train stopped outside the toilet and a moment later the door opened again. I turned my head again and saw that a young boy of 12 or 13 years entered the toilet. I turned myself around and again I let my question out: "Hey, kid, do you want to take a piss"

He looked at me and said, "Yes, mister, I need too, I just can't wait until I am home"

"You could do me a favor," I said, "I want to drink it".

I sat down on my knees. He looked quite strange to me but I just opened my mouth. He did the same as the man before him. He opened his trousers and took his little penis just before my mouth. He started to pee and I hardly could keep up with him. His stream of piss lasted for almost a minute. I spilled quite a lot over my clothes.

Before I could say anything he turned away and walked fast out of the toilet.

"Well done," Brandon said, and then I heard him laugh. "You are going to have a treat now"

And indeed the door opened again and a very old man walked in. He came towards one of the whole. Because I was still sitting on my knees he looked at me and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Do you need to take a piss, sir?" I asked.

"Yes, I do. But what does that have to do with you sitting there?"

"I want to drink it, sir".

"Well you are too keen on it to get it".

The man walked more towards me, planning to go take piss on the hole beside me. Then it struck me this man was very very drunk. The smell he had around him was terrible. But then came the voice of Brandon from the outside.

"Sir, I am standing outside but I would like to say to you that Tim is ordered to drink the piss of everybody that comes around. Could you do me that favor? He doesn't like it and needs a lesson"

"Okay, if that is the situation and I can oblige you with it".

He stepped a side and opened his dirty trouser in front of me. The smell that came out of his trouser was terrible. He put his dick in front of my mouth and I almost fainted. Then he started to pee. It seemed like it never stopped. The stream was going very slow, so I could drink it all. He stooped and said, "Thank you". He turned around and walked away.

"Please, Brandon, can I stop? This is terrible."

"No, Tim, you have still four others to go and I don't want to hear anything of you like this again. Do you understand"

"Yes, sir".

I waited for almost ten minutes and nobody came in. Then I heard some discussion outside the door. It seemed like Brandon was talking to somebody. Then I saw the face of Brandon in front of the window.

"To make sure that you won't be in all evening I have gathered up some people for you. Four of them to be exact. So if you do as told you can go afterwards".

I turned my head around and looked at the door again. The door opened and four guys entered the door. They were all in the age of 20 to 25 years old. The oldest ones had brown hair and the younger ones had blond hair. They were quite good-looking. The looked at me and one of them started the conversation.

"So you like to drink our piss?"

"No, sir, but I have to from my classmate" I answered.

"Well, you are lucky we all have to go so you are better make yourself ready for it".

The all came towards me and started to unzip their trousers. Four huge looking dicks came out of. I opened my mouth and they started to piss almost at the same time. Of cause this was too much for me. The taste of four different kind of piss made me completely losing it. I drank the half of what was offered the other half went over my cloths. So I started to smell like a slut. At the point the last one was finished I started to choke and gag at the same time. A moment later I threw up on the ground. The guys stepped away very quickly.

Two of them left but the other two were looking at each other. I heard that they were talking to each other but because of my own sounds I was making I could not understand them.

"Well you little faggot, you have made a mess of it"

I looked him in the face and replied, "I am sorry, sir, but this was just too much".

"Well, this means you have to clean the floor now".

I looked around to see if I saw anything to take it in so that I could trough it in one of the toilets.

"There is nothing I can do it in," I said.

"Well then you have to do it with your hands."

I started to scrape the wet, messy stuff with my hands and took it slowly to the toilet in six or seven times. The last bit I couldn't get it off. I looked around to see if I there was something to clean my hands with.

The youngest with the blond hair said, "You can clean your hands by licking them"

In strong disgust I started to lick my hands, which made me almost gag again. It was terrible.

"Go stand up"

I did as I was ordered. Knowing there was no way to escape from them. The older one went with his hand towards my crotch and because I was not wearing any underwear you could see that I had a semi hard on. The complete humiliation, seeing the dicks from those handsome men made me a little horny.

'It looks like he is enjoying this. Ok then if you like this so much we better be sure that we will enjoy ourselves also. Did you ever suck a cock before?"

"No I didn't, sir"

"Well, get back on your knees because this is going to be the first time."

I sat down on my knees and before I could open my mouth the dick of the oldest one with the brown hair was in front of my mouth forcing to open it.

"Go ahead and suck" he said.

I tried to do my best. I slowly took the dick into my mouth and started to lick and suck it. I thought I was doing Ok but after one or two minutes he started to more and more forcing his cock into my mouth. I could only keep it open. He then took my head and started to push it forward and backward against his own rhythm.

After a few moments I felt some pre-cum on my lips and then gushes of cum landed in my mouth and I was forced to eat it all. His dick stayed for almost a minute in my mouth and then he took it out of my mouth and put it back into his trousers. "Thank you very much, I was in need of that". He got his wallet and took a 10-dollar bill out of it and dropped it on the floor.

"Come on he said to the other one, let's go".

The turned around and walked away.

The door opened again and Brandon walked in.

"Well, It seems like you had a good time and even enjoyed it".

"It was terrible and the taste of the cum was awful".

"By the looks of you jeans you seemed to enjoyed it. Your dick is very hard again despite the fact that you came an hour ago at my place".

I stood up and started to walk around towards the sink so that I could wash my hands.

"You can go home know Tim, I don't want to see you this weekend but I will talk to you at school on Monday again and let you know what your next examined will be. You still must be punished for coming in my jockstrap. You can stop collecting your pee, but don't masturbate during the weekend".

I just kept on cleaning my self and when I looked to see if Brandon was still there he had already left.

I was humiliated quite gross this time but knew I had to do exactly what Brandon said.

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