So a bit faster this time. Have fun reading. If you want to read more of what I have written go to www.geocities.com/timsfunplace . I also have a question for all of you. So far Tim has done what Michel wanted, no need for punishments. I am a bit stuck on what kind of punishment for a slave like Tim would be appropriate. So any idea's let me know at noway16@hotmail.com
Ok here is chapter 9
I looked down; I knew what would be exposed. Although I stood sideways facing the bench a few of them could still see me. I got ready to do it as fast as I could. I checked to see where my shorts were, and then I ripped my jeans off and put them on the bench. With my other hand I got my shorts and pulled them on. I checked but as I feared my shorts where tenting out quite nicely. I knew I had to get ready for the next part of the task. I saw that Brandon had walked into the toilet area. Time to go I thought.
When I got in there I saw that only one stall was closed. I took the one beside it and closed the door loudly so Brandon knew I was there. I waited for a moment when a quick movement under the door caught my eye. I bend over and picked up a piece of paper off the floor.
It read: Looked good, nice and smooth. Give me 15 seconds that's all I need. Oh and Michel said you need to make sure that at the end of the lesson you take your time changing. 15 seconds for what I thought? Does he really want me to stand naked that long, some of the others would be coming back from the showers! I heard him moan softly, what's he doing? I thought. Then I heard him whisper: "Put this on, so you won't be embarrassed doing gym without undies".
I saw that he pushed something under the stall. Oh no I thought as I started to recognize the white briefs with the little cars on it. I picked it up but almost immediately dropped it. It was wet. Then the smell of cum hit me! Did Brandon just cum on them? I picked them up carefully and saw that one of the cars was a little wet. It wasn't a lot but definitely a stained car I thought.
Oh no, it meant that I'd have to stand around in them after gym. Now I started sweating yet my dick told me otherwise. I hadn't tried it on before so I took my shorts off and put the briefs on. They were a very tight fit and my penis was hard and filled it out quite nicely. One of the cars was stretched and made the briefs at that point almost look realistic. I heard Brandon leave so I followed quickly as I didn't want to be late. Coach hated that.
During the lesson my dick found its way to a more normal size but towards the end I became more and more aware of the humiliation that was coming closer. I knew what Michel meant: he wanted me there first and dressed last. I'd done it before but never with this type of undies on. Before I knew it coach shouted that we were finished for the day and we could get changed and showered if we wanted.
Quickly I made my way into the locker room. I got my t-shirt off and then my shorts off. I felt my dick very exposed thanks to the small undies. I didn't dare look around but had the feeling that there was more then one pair of eyes focused on my bottom. I'd gotten out my clothes and had to move around to sit down to get my shorts on and also to see if most of them where finished. I slowly did as I thought and saw indeed more then one or two glances coming over my crotch area. No one said anything though and I slowly sat down. I got my jeans ready and even more slowly started to put them on. When the top was at my knees I got ready to stand up again. I felt my dick pressing hard against the soft cotton of the briefs. I just hoped it would stay where it was and not somehow escape.
When I stood up I moved my jeans up and over the undies. I'm not sure who watched but I felt like everyone in there had seen me. When I'd packed my clothes I saw that Brandon was getting ready to leave as well.
"That looked hot Tim, very hot!"
"You think anyone else noticed it?"
"Might have, I'm not sure though".
Michel hadn't been present during the task since he had to do something for the student council. But I met him later for lunch.
"I heard you finished your task very well Tim. I'm proud of you. You're still wearing them now, aren't you?".
"Yeah, did you want me to go commando again?".
" No don't, I'm looking forward to seeing them when we get home to do our homework".
"Oh, ok".
"So nothing out of the ordinary happened otherwise, Tim?". He said now with a more worrying sound in his voice.
"Not that I was aware off, I don't think Brandon noticed anything either. No one said anything at least".
"Ok, I'll get all the details from Brandon later".
The rest of the day my dick got bigger or smaller depending on the thoughts I had but whenever I thought about later that afternoon it found its way up. I started to write the report that Michel wanted and found it difficult but I knew it was good to write it all down on paper.
We walked to his place. I knew we had about 2 or 3 hours before I had to get the train back home. We got something to drink and then moved to his bedroom.
"Get undressed, I want to see you!"
I got my clothes off but I knew he wanted me to keep the briefs on.
"Wow, you look so hot Tim, fuck I could just do you right now", he said.
With that as a compliment I felt my dick starting to rise to full mast. Good, keep it like that. Let me give Brandon a ring. I heard him talking on the phone. I registered something like `oh did they' but that was it, most of the talking was done by Brandon and whenever Michel said something it was whispered. When he'd hung up he turned around.
"You got some people's attention Tim".
Oh no was my first thought. I could feel the blood rush into my cheeks.
"Don't worry only questions from one or two friends from Brandon if you where still doing this for him. He told them you didn't. They said well then his mom needs to make sure that he gets other undies they looked ridiculous. One of them added to it, Especially with a big one like Nick".
I was now totally humiliated. I was feeling very small. I felt Michel's hand move towards my face and touching my chin. He moved it upward so that I had to stare into his eyes.
"It's ok Tim. They won't say anything I'm sure. And you look hot in them. Just see how you feel Tim. You're still horny as hell aren't you?"
" Yes sir, from the moment you told me what I was going to do, I started to become one big hormone driven by lust".
"Good, maybe we should work a bit more on that. But first let's do our homework".
We did our homework for quite some time. I stayed hard and horny for most of it but we were able to concentrate on what we where doing. When I was lost momentarily because of lack of concentration I noticed that Michel had a hard one in his pants too. I think he saw me looking when he said: "Well what do you think you'd make me feel Tim? I can hardly stay soft when I am around you but dressed like that I could just ... "
He waited a moment, not sure why but then he said with a soft husky voice. "Come down here, on your knees".
I got on my knees and before I knew it I had his dick in my mouth. He didn't waste anytime and instead of the tender mouth fuck like last time, this was: I need to cum, fuck lust driven, not taking a lot of notice of who or what he was fucking. He didn't last long and shots of sperm where driven by the muscle spasm of his orgasm into my throat.
"Good, just the way a slave needs to be, being there for his master when he needs release".
Back to earth now I realized that this was part of the play again, no love making and so probably no release for my hard member.
"Ok let's finish our home work".
For the next hour we did our home work. He didn't get dressed so I knew that his parents wouldn't be expected anytime soon. I heard how he closed his books. So that must be enough.
"Are you ready Tim?"
" Done most of it, Michel".
"Good that leaves us a good 30 minutes cuddle time before you need to go".
We just lay on the bed, touching each other softly with our hands, feet and sometimes using our lips to explore every bit of each other's body.
"Hmm, I have to go Michel."
" I know Tim I could do this all evening but we have to make sure you're home on time".
"Will I see you tomorrow?"
"At school Tim, but I think that I have to go somewhere with my mom afterwards so I don't think we can do this. I could visit and stay at your place this weekend if your parents are up for it".
"Oh, I'll have to ask then".
"Well do so and see you tomorrow at school".
We had one final passionate kiss then with a sigh I left his house.
If you want to read more of what I have written go to www.geocities.com/timsfunplace . I also have a question for all of you. So far Tim has done what Michel wanted, no need for punishments. I am a bit stuck on what kind of punishment for a slave like Tim would be appropriate. So any idea's let me know at noway16@hotmail.com