Chapter 12 Highschool Humiliation
The Sunday went by and nothing happened. The next day I went to school as usual. I talked to Michel during lunch and we enjoyed each other but had a difficult time not touching each other. We agreed that I would try to come to his place some evening that week. But I had to ask permission at home.
At the end of the day Brandon walked up to me and said:
"I have your next assignment here. You must wear a jockstrap tomorrow and leave the class before gym 10 minutes before it ends. I expect you to meet me at the toilets on the second floor. You understand me".
"Yes, sir".
I knew I had to do as he requested. The next day I wore my new bought jockstrap to school.
I had asked my mother to buy them for an upcoming wrestle match. I didn't see Michel until lunch and again we talked a lot and decide that we would meet each other after gym. The lesson before gym went by quickly and 10 minutes before it ended I asked if I would be excused from the lesson because I had to go to the toilet.
I got permission to go and walked towards the toilets on the second floor. I saw that there was a sign outside the toilets saying that they were out of order. I waited for a moment and there was Brandon. "Just walk in. I have put that sign on so that we wouldn't be disturbed. "
I walked in front of him into the toilet.
"Go and stand they're in the middle. Take your paints of and bend forward. I am going to give you a little spanking".
I bent forward and a moment later I felt how he smacked my butt with a kind of wood. I felt how by but begin to warm up. I suppose it would have changed of color also.
He kept on smacking my buttocks, one at a time until the bell rang.
"Ok, now you are going to the lockers and there you are going to undress yourself and walk to the toilet to take a piss. When you are finished you are coming back and walk slowly to your own place and get dressed. "
This would not be nice I could feel my warm and probably red buttocks in my pants and because of the jockstrap they would see my red butt.
I went back to the class and when I entered the lockers, almost everybody was there. I started to undress and when I took of my pants I made sure that the others would see my front side and not my red buttocks.
"He look," one of them said. "Tim is wearing his jockstrap again. You look hot, you should show yourself to the girls instead to us".
My face turned red but I didn't give any comments and walked to the toilet. I felt how a few the looked at the back side of my jockstrap. I knew they would only see my red hot buttocks I didn't here any of them say something. I took a piss and walked back into the lockers. Brandon and a few others were still there but knowbody said anything. When I looked to see if Michel was there I saw that he was looking curiously. I just got my shorts on and walked into the hall.
"Ok you guys", the coach said, "you all know that in two weeks the regional school wrestling championships will be in our gym. I would like to say that because of last year's performance we have a good chance to win. If we want to do that I would like to make a change in the team.
"Ah Tim, were are you. Oh there you are, you played really good in your weight class last time but I have Brandon also for that weight class. Because Tomas is sick I would like to ask you if it is possible for you to lose some weight and fight in his place. That would secure that weight class also for us."
"Well I don't know Coach. I think I have to lose a couple of pounds".
"Would you like to try, I don't have to know until three days before. Just keep out of any grease food and try to work out a little more."
"I can try Coach but I am not sure that it would work".
"Well, give it your best shot and because it is in the interest of Brandon too that you succeed I am going to give him to you as your personal coach for the next coming gym lessons. You two can have that spare site of the room and work on you loosing some weight. Would you like to do that Brandon?"
"Yes, sir if I can get a place in the team like that I will try to help Tim loose some weight".
This was like every one was helping Brandon to humiliate me some how. I was for sure that he would take this assignment of being my personal coach as a server job.
During the rest of the lesson nothing special happened I felt how my buttocks became less sore and probably also less red. When I went back into the lockers I supposed that anybody could hardly see that Brandon had given me a spanking. I changed and looked around to see where Michel was. I walked towards him and said: "are we still on for the next hour".
"Yes, If you have to wait for the train you can do that also at my place if you want".
"Ok, Lets go then..."
We walked to his house and there we went straight to his room. His mother was at home so we couldn't do much. I said down at his bed and Michel said down beside me. We started kissing each other and touching each other's body.
"We better Stop, Tim, my mother can walk in any moment. Normally she don't knock on the door before entering".
"Ok, then, if you don't want anymore"
"No that is not the point, I just don't want my parents to know it yet. Can you get one evening out this week and come around. My mother has evening shift at the mall."
"No, I am sorry Michel, but I have to go to badminton training this week or else my coach is going to be around to tell my parents. I missed the last two training sessions."
"Well then this weekend, can we not go somewhere on Sunday. We can meet at the station and just go cycling or something like that."
"It has been a long time since I have done that, but I find a good idea. Shall we meet at my station at 11 O'clock. I think I know a nice route. I haven't bin there since 10 years or something like that".
"That is fine with me."
We kissed some more and talked about next Sunday. The hour went by quickly and I went to the station. But I missed the train and saw it drive past when I was only a minute or so away. I had to wait for an other hour. I was glad I had missed Brandon. He hadn't had the time to say or do anything.
Because I was home later than normal my mother started to ask were I had been.
"I had stayed with a classmate to wait for the train and then I was a minute to late and missed the train. We had done some homework together. I help him with English and he helps me with math. "
"Ok, but I would rather like if you tell me this upfront and call me if you miss the train. I worried because a boy from your gymclass called me already to ask were you was because he missed you at the station. He said he wanted to talk to you because of the special training program you must do for the regional wrestling meet. Did I ever meet that boy; he sounded like a very good boy? What was his name, Tim"
"I think you must have talked to Brandon, If I can loose some weight he can take my place at the wrestle match and I can start in a weight class lower."
"Do you know him for long, is he good friend?"
"I only no him since this year's gym."
"Well I invited him to come over at Thursday. He suggested that you agreed on a special training that evening."
"You did what?!"
"I asked him to join you from school, have dinner with us and then you can work out together. I think you can better go to the sport school after dinner."
"Ok, but don't embarrass me, please, mother".
"If I have done that ever, son. Well you can go upstairs and do some homework. Dinner will be ready in an hour or so."
I walked upstairs and could not believe that first Brandon called to my house and then secondly he was invited by my mother to have dinner. I just didn't think about it to long and started on my homework. I knew I had to be careful on Thursday.
The Wednesday went by without any special things happening. I saw Michel during lunch and we spoke about the things we could do next Sunday.
On Thursday we had gym again. Brandon trained me during that hour. First I had to walk around hard for 10 minutes then we did some fitness exercises and again he had me walk hard for another 10 minutes at the end. He suggested that we would leave school that day together. He packed everything and was ready to go to my place directly after school finished. So we agreed to see each other at 15.00 hours at the station. As I was in a place to agree to anything, I didn't object.
So at 15.00 hours I saw Brandon standing alone on the station platform.
"Hi, there you are, I already thought I had to call your mother again and ask here were you where".
"No, I am late because of an meeting of the class representatives. It took a little longer than normal."
"Well, I hope you're mother can cook well. Depending on her cooking I will decide your punishment for tonight. . I think that is a good way, you depending on the results of somebody else."
I knew my mother is a good cook. Not something special but normally she can make a good dinner. We continue with some small talk and got on the train. When we arrived at my place I showed Brandon my room and when my mother came home I introduced him. They talked for almost half an hour. It seemed like they hit off very well. I hardly said anything during that half-hour and at last I went upstairs to do some homework. Brandon staid downstairs and kept my mother company.
I found this very strange. Brandon coming to my place and kept on talking to my mother. I did my homework for another hour or saw and went downstairs again.
My mother said, "good you are here, because I have to start with dinner."
"Well, you have a very nice mother, you know. She told me that you are on probation and that I was responsible for you tonight so you wouldn't do anything stupid. She was afraid that you father was going to ground you for a longer period. I answered her that she didn't need to worry that you would do anything I would say. Don't you Tim?"
"Ah, yes Brandon".
"She doesn't need to know how well you are obeying me does she?"
"No, Brandon don't tell her anything, please I will do exactly as you say".
"I know Tim, so you better get you're bag ready for the sport school we are going. I will help you with you losing some weight tonight. You are going to workout in a shirt and a short. You are not aloud to have any underwear on. The short must be the biggest one you have, but it should not have to long legs in it. You have something like that."
"I am not sure Brandon, sir".
"Ok, we will go to your room and you can show me what you have".
We went upstairs and Brandon found what he was looking for. Last year I had bought a white short for running with almost no legs in them. But because of the fact that I had lost weight (almost 4 kilos) since that time it was rather large.
"Ok, this will do nicely. We will leave directly after dinner. Before we go you must take this with a glass of water."
"What is it Brandon".
"You will see".
My mom called from downstairs that dinner was ready. My farther was late again so Brandon and my mother did most of the talking. They chatted like they were friends for years. You almost wouldn't believe there was an age difference.
After dinner we left straight away and arrived at the gym. In the lockers there was nobody and we quickly dressed into our gear. I didn't get a good view of Brandon because kept enough clothes on to hide his bare parts while he was changing. I had taking the pill as ordered and at first I didn't believe it at done anything but when I changed into the white short Brandon looked at me and said:
"It seems like the pill is doing its work, you're dick is getting hard isn't it?"
"I already noticed that but I thought that was because of the fact that I was wearing no underwear, it isn't?"
"No, you just took a pill which will take care of people who have problems with getting their dick hard. For the next hour or so your dick will stay hard".
My face turned red and I just looked down at my too big shorts with no legs. My dick found its way to the upper band. I just hoped it wouldn't find its way outside of my shorts.
I the gym room there where some 25 people, mostly men, working out. During the next hour I was for some of the men the middle point of their focus. First off all my entire dick stayed hard and the outline could be seen through my short. Depending on the exercise I was doing my dick tried to find its way through the waistband or through the opening at the bottom. A few times my dick felt free and could be seen by everybody but at the moment I wanted to put it back in Brandon told me to leave it there and not touch it with my hands.
"Well I think we have done enough, you have been busy for almost an hour now. I must say you did quite well. Regarding your punishment I have give it a good thought but looking around I would expect that some of the men are going to hit the shower with you. So in the showers you better do what ever the guys want you to do. Is that clear".
"Yes, Brandon".
"You better make sure that at least one of them is offering his cock to you, you must show me his cum afterwards. Because I didn't like the vegetables your mother cooked I have another punishment for you afterwards. Ok you finish this exercise and we will go to the lockers and showers".
I did as instructed and when I was getting my towel in the lockers some of the men who were inside the gym followed us into the lockers. When I was ready to go to the showers I looked at Brandon who didn't made any progress in coming along.
"Are you not coming to the showers to Brandon?" I asked.
"No, you better do this on you're own and show me the results later".
I walked into the showers and put away my towel. My dick was still standing hard and I looked around to see if any one else was there. Only one guy (around 40) was under the shower. When I walked towards the shower beside him, more men walked into the showers. It were the same who followed me into the locker. The men beside me finished and with a look back towards me he left the shower. The three men who came in a moment ago were all around the 35 and came towards me.
One of them said: "Well, turn around and show us your dick, you have been teasing us for an whole hour you know. We want to see it all"
I turned around and didn't say anything.
"So you wanted to make us horny, well you better help us with it then. Get on your knees".
I didn't respond quickly enough and I was forced on my knees. Then they all took their towels away and I was looking at three huge dicks. Not only where they long but also thick. One of them was forced into my mouth; the others were slapped against my face. A moment later the second cock forced its way into my mouth. Only the top op both the cocks entered and I had trouble breathing. I knew I had to stay calm. During the next ten minutes nobody said anything but they kept fucking my mouth one at a time.
"Ok, are you guys also ready to cum", one of the said.
"I am," the other two responded at the same time.
"Open your mouth, boy and eat it".
With that they all pulled their cock back and pointed them at the opening of my mouth. I took a deep breath and a moment later I felt how the first cum landed on my tong. It took almost a minute before the last one finished. I still had to keep my mouth open so I tasted there cum thourhougly. Then I was ordered to swallow. I started to gag but I just could control my self. I had never had so much cum to drink in one time. I felt that I had some cum which landed on my lips I knew I had to keep it there as proof for Brandon. So I left the showers and walked back towards the locker.
'So, you're back quickly".
"Yes, I did as told Brandon, look at my lips".
Brandon looked carefully and said; "Well just as you deserved a little dinner afterwards. I will go directly to the station but before I go I will have to tell you about the second punishment you deserve for this evening. You are not going to perform this tonight but during the next gym class. You will tell the coach at the beginning that you forgot you're gym shorts. During that day you must wear small green brief for underwear. I will instruct you Tuesday morning before gymclass. Any questions?"
"No, Brandon".
"O, I will see you tomorrow at school and greet your mother from me".
"With that he left, I quickly changed and my mind was already with Tuesday's gymclass. Normally you weren't aloud to forget you're shorts. Nobody did, because you had to do the complete gymclass in you're underwear. Hopefully the Coach would lend me one of the spare shorts I knew he had them in his cubbord.
When I came home my mother asked how everything went and why Brandon hadn't come along anymore. I quickly answered and walked towards my bedroom.
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