The below takes place at a fictional British high school, with contact between teens. All usual disclaimers apply that this is a fantasy, please treat it as such. If not your thing, entirely fair but don't fill my inbox with abuse. First story on Nifty, so hope you all enjoy.
Chapter 1
I was looking at my feet as I entered Mr Harrison's office. A little small for my age, more the geek-build than anything, but did OK in PE. Generally considered a good kid, with decent grades that didn't attract too much attention. I'd never received a punishment before, and now only because I'd got into a stupid fight with Danny, one of the school bullies.
Seriously, the one time you stand up for yourself and that's the time the teacher's see you throw a punch.
Mr Harrison was one of the younger teachers, in his late twenties. Known for being strict but fair, and was quite well-liked even though he was in charge of punishments.
"Well, I never expected to see you in my office, Drew," Mr Harrison spoke firmly, but wasn't unkind. "According to this report you've been fighting? You know that requires quite a stern punishment?"
I gulped, there was no point in arguing. The witnesses hadn't seen the provocation that led to said fight.
"I understand, Sir."
"Well, do you have anything to say before I decide how you will repay your debt to the school?"
He stood up and strode to a nearby cupboard, revealing that under his shirt he was wearing only a jockstrap and his smart shoes. I couldn't help but stare as the jockstrap did nothing to contain Mr Harrison's other most noticeable feature, that of his huge pillowy butt. He wasn't fat by any stretch, but his butt was way out of proportion with the rest of his build.
At this point, I should probably explain a few things about Jameson Secondary school. Mr Harrison's state of dress was neither unprofessional nor was it uncommon. I was fortunate to attend a highly liberal all boys school, where the ethos was along the lines of "if people are physically comfortable, then they are less distracted from their studies".
There was a school uniform, but was only mandatory during inspections. The only strict rule was shoes on and genitals covered, at least whenever circumstances didn't require otherwise.
"You're going to put me on the app?" I asked, looking up as he turned holding a futuristic looking black collar.
"Yes, you will be going on Open-Access status as soon as you don the collar."
I stayed staring at my feet. The collar that would mark me as being on punishment duty.
Every student and teacher had an app that allowed them to browse those being punished, and the few who advertised services willingly. Anyone not on punishment themselves could send a request, and I would have no choice but to immediately go and service them, with blowjobs being the most common requests.
I couldn't fault the system, I had used it once or twice myself. Only last week I got a blowjob from a year 8 kid who had broken a window.
"Just... Will I really have to serve anyone?" I asked. "I mean, even Danny... He got me in this mess!"
Mr Harrison sighed and leaned back against his desk in front of me, his large buttocks bulging out of his jockstrap. "I'm afraid that's part of the system, Drew. You're not being punished just for harming Danny, but the school community as a whole. Serving anyone who requests it is how you repay that debt."
He held up the collar for my inspection. "This will go around your neck and can't be removed. It tracks your location and sends you alerts whenever someone requests you."
Mr Harrison stood up and put a hand on my shoulder, applying downwards pressure. "Look, I know it's not ideal, but it's a fair system. Everyone has to follow the rules, even bullies like Danny. And who knows, maybe serving him will help you two resolve your differences."
He smiled reassuringly. "Now, are you ready to begin your punishment?"
"Yes Sir," I nodded, trying not to look at the bulge in Mr Harrison's jockstrap. It was very near to my face as I knelt in front of him to receive the collar. "How long will I need to wear it, Sir? Danny claimed that starting fights was worth a whole month! Please tell me that's not true..."
Mr Harrison chuckled, a deep rumble in his broad chest. "Relax, Drew. Fighting is a serious offence, but this is only your first time. And I don't believe you actually injured Danny. Therefore, I'm going to set it for two weeks."
He spent a minute adjusting the collar, and leaning to see the back of my neck rubbed his crotch across my face a couple times, but I didn't dare object. A soft vibration indicated that it had been activated.
Mr Harrison sat back down, his impressive bulk filling his chair. "Now, you'll need to check the app frequently. Punishment duty can be... demanding. But remember, it's a privilege to serve the school community."
The office door suddenly opened, and a tall, muscular boy entered. He'd opted for the school sports kit as his uniform, so polyester shorts and t-shirt were taught over his thick thighs and barrel chest. It was Danny, the very bully I'd tried to stand up to.
"Well, well. Looks like someone's in trouble." He smirked when he saw me knelt before Mr Harrison's desk. "Ah, Mr. Harrison. I'm impressed by how quickly you've got him collared."
Mr Harrison nodded. Few liked Danny, but it was hard to get shit to stick on him. "Thank you for coming. As per policy, I am required to show you that the transgression against you has been punished."
Danny sauntered over, his imposing figure casting a shadow over me. I really wish I had stood up. "I don't suppose I could be the first to break him in? After all, he did attack me."
Mr Harrison glanced down at me, a hint of apology in his eyes. "What do you say, Drew? Would you like to start your service with Danny? It might be... cathartic."
"Come on, Drew. Don't be shy." Danny grinned, his hand already on his waistband. "I promise I'll go easy on you..."
I gulped, the weight of the collar suddenly very heavy around my neck. "Do I have a choice, Sir?"
"He needs to request your service on the app," Mr Harrison explained, mostly to admonish Danny. "But if he does so, then no you can't refuse. However, I have work to do, so you're not using my office."
"Sorry to intrude, Sir," Danny said with a fake smile. "Me and Drew have English now with Mr Daniels. He can suck me under the desk while we listen to the lesson."
I stood slowly, a pit opening in my stomach as we left Mr Harrison's office. As we walked, Danny pulled out his phone. "Just let me put in my request formally, gotta follow the rules after all..."
As we walked to our English class, Danny showed me the screen, displaying a message: "Request approved. Punishment duty Drew is now available for oral service."
A moment later, my collar buzzed.
Danny grinned, his hand already on the door handle. "Looks like you're all mine, nerd. Let's see how those geek lips feel around my cock."
I entered the classroom behind him, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. Mr Daniels was already at the front, writing on the board. An older guy around my dad's age, and bit old-fashioned; never saw him without a tie and his beard was always trimmed neat. He glanced up as we entered, his eyes lingering on my collar a moment longer than was comfortable.
"Ah, Drew. Danny. Take your seats, please," Mr Daniels said, his tone neutral. He knew of the punishments system, but as long as it didn't disrupt his lessons then he wouldn't interfere.
Danny led me to the back of the class, where he sat down and spread his legs. "Under the desk, Drew. And make it quick, I don't want to miss anything important."
Deciding to get it over with, I knelt down, my heart pounding as I reached to pull Danny's shorts down to his ankles. Of course, he was freeballing in them. The classroom was filled with the sound of Mr. Daniels's voice droning on about literature, but all I could focus on was the task at hand and the hardening cock of my bully pointing at my face.
Danny's hand came to rest on the back of my head, guiding me closer to his crotch. "Come on, Drew. Let's see what those lips can do."
"Don't be a dick about this!" I hissed and regretted my choice of words.
I had given head a couple times before, mostly to a friend or two in exchange for a favour here and there, but I'd never had any proper practice.
The only blessing was Danny's dick didn't match the size of the rest of him. He actually had quite a nice one, little above average and nicely proportioned. Trying to pretend I was sucking someone else, I spent a couple minutes licking his balls before taking the plunge.
The desk thankfully prevented us from making eye contact, and it seemed he was actually trying to pay attention to the class as I wrapped my lips around his glans and started to work my way down his shaft. He let out a soft groan, his fingers tangling in my hair. He was trying to keep quiet, but the occasional shudder ran through his body as I worked my tongue along his shaft.
Finding a rhythm, I bobbed my head up and down, just focused on pleasing him. The taste of his skin and the musky scent of his arousal filled my senses, making me feel both disgusted and oddly turned on.
Mr. Daniels continued his lecture, seemingly oblivious the activities taking place under the desk. Around me, the other students scribbled notes and paid attention, hardly shocked by someone getting a blowjob; even if they were surprised it was me giving it.
Danny's breathing grew heavier as I worked, his grip in my hair tightening. He was clearly enjoying my efforts, but I could tell he was holding back, not wanting to draw attention.
As I reached the base of his cock, I gagged slightly, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through Danny. He stifled a moan as I pulled back for breath, then went back down. Danny was getting closer, his hips starting to buck slightly against your face.
Suddenly, Mr. Daniels's voice cut through the haze of arousal. "Drew, can you please read the next passage?"
My eyes widened in panic. Meanwhile Danny's grip on tightened, silently pleading with me to continue.
"I'll handle this," Danny hissed down to me, his dick still lodged on the edge of my throat.
"I'm Sorry, Sir," Danny spoke up to address Mr Danials. "Drew is currently occupied with a request on the punishment program... by that I mean he's under my desk, and quite unable to speak right now."
I closed my eyes and cringed. I could feel the gloating smirk in Danny's voice, even as he flexed his dick in my mouth, reminding me to keep working.
"I see," Mr. Daniels said after a moment, his voice calm and professional. "Well, in that case, perhaps someone else can read. Jake, would you please come up and read the next passage?"
"Sure, Sir."
As Jake began to read, Danny hissed to me, stroking the back of my head.
"Don't stop now, nerd."
I redoubled my efforts, bobbing faster and taking him deeper. The wet sounds of my slurping filled the small space under the desk, mingling with the sound of Jake's voice reading the passage, tinged with a thick Aussie accent.
Danny's breathing grew more ragged, his thighs tensing against my shoulders, his orgasm approaching. With a muffled grunt, he blew his wad, his hot seed filling my mouth fast. I swallowed quickly, trying not to choke, plus I didn't want to savour the taste of my bully.
As his orgasm subsided, I pulled back, letting his softening cock slip from my lips. Sitting back on my heels, I breathed heavily, trying not to overthink what I'd just swallowed.
"Not bad, Drew," he said quietly, with an unexpected satisfaction. Till he ruined it. "For a nerd."
At least the first and worst part of my punishment was over, but I knew it was far from the last. As Jake finished reading and Mr. Daniels continued the lesson, I had to wonder what other requests would come my way when people saw me on the app.
I opted to stay under the desk between Danny's legs for the rest of English, which included sucking a second load out of his balls. I wasn't sure if I had been booked for the lesson or one blowjob, but I wasn't willing to take the chance of getting in more trouble already. Danny for his part mostly ignored me. He even took a turn at reading to the class while his dick was in my mouth.
As the bell rang, signalling the end of English class, Danny stood up, tucking himself back into his jeans with a satisfied smirk. He stretched languidly, his muscular frame filling the aisle between the desks.
"Not bad, Drew," he said, patting my head condescendingly. "Maybe you're not as useless as I thought."
Part of me wanted to retort, to wipe that smug look off his face, but I bit my tongue. It wasn't worth it.
As we gathered our belongings, I'd not even unpacked my bag, Jake approached. I didn't know him well, he'd moved from another school only a week or so ago and hadn't settled yet with any particular group of friends. His easy grin and swagger had always placed him as sporty in my mental map, though he mostly wore a uniform shirt and baggy boxers without trousers.
"Hey, Drew. I see you're on punishment duty, one of the guys explained it to me just now." He gave a smile that lit up the room. "Mind if I put in a request for later?"
I stared at him, taken aback. But I realised I would probably have to get used to people talking about requesting my time so casually.
"Sure," I mumbled. It's not how I expected to get to know the new guy. "Just send it through on the app, I guess."
Jake nodded, his eyes lingering on me a moment before he turned to leave. "Will do, Pete showed me how to download it. See you later!"
As I watched him go, Danny chuckled beside me. "Looks like you're in demand, nerd. Better start enjoying dick."
I ignored him, focusing instead on checking my phone for any new requests. To my relief, there were none. Yet. Perhaps I'd have a chance to catch my breath before my next... engagement.