Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2009 20:22:07 -0800 (PST)
From: christian lee <christiantlee2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chris - New Life - Chapter 13

This story contains sexual acts between boys and between men and boys. It
also contains forms of humiliation. If this is not to your taste, and/or
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This story is a blend of my experiences and fiction


Chris - New Life.

Chapter 12

The boys gathered around and Peter and Chris dropped their shorts. Both
boys' boners sprang out of their confines. peter looked at Chris and knew
he was beaten but took hold of his cock and jerked on it trying to coax
more length. Chris gave his schlong several long slow pulls. Peter measured
at 180mm (7 1/4 inches).  Peter watched intently as the ruler was placed
along the top of Chris cock and at the end showed it to be 220mm long (8
3/4 inches).

Both Martin and peter stood staring at the oversized cock. Martin reached
out and went to feel it. Chris eased away.

"Let him feel it he just lost to you. i reckon you might have him hold it a
fair bit during your week with him."  Mick said all happy with himself for
sucking in both brothers on a sucker bet."Well, all happy. You boys lost.
we'll let you know when your week commences."

The other boys agreed saying a bet was a bet, but Peter said nothing was to
be said to anyone outside of this four. They all agreed. peter and Martin
then left for their bedrooms, Martin through the bedroom door and peter
through the interchange door with their shared bathroom,

When they had gone Mick and Chris smiled at each other, that had been
easy. Mick reached out and turned off the bedroom light leaving the room in
darknesss except for the light coming in through the window from the moon
outside. Chris pulled off his shorts and got into bed, he knew Mick wanted
him naked. He said goodnight and lay on his side and watched Mick undress
in the reflected light from outside. Chris couldn't work out if Mick was
gay or just sadistic. He watched Mick strip naked, drop his hand and give
himself a quick loosening tug then crawl into bed. Big day tomorrow Chris
thought he had to face Mr Lester. He went to sleep dreaming of his hand on
mr Lester's cock. Chris thinks he likes him.

Continued


Chapter 13

The four boys rode on the school bus for the last day of the week.  They
were seated with their friends. Chris sat next to Mick as he had been
instructed on the rear bench seat across the rear of the bus. Seated in
front of them were many of the boys from the junior years like Martin. It
was odd but few senior students rode the bus at this time they usually
caught the later one. Michael was often the oldest on the bus and when he
was he took pleasure in dominating the younger boys. Surrounding Mick were
his mates, includng mahoney, Ando and John Baker. Chris had not seen
Sinclair since he was betrayed by him. Sinclair had not been at school.
Chris had not wanted to see him or contact him.

On arrival at school and before the boys entered school premises Mahoney
took Mick aside. Mick told the others to go on without him that he would
catch them at the lockers. Some days earlier Mick had asked Mahoney to get
some supplies for him. Mahoney couldn't always oblige MIck immediately but
did what he could. Mick never complained given he never paid Mahoney for
the goods. Mahoney did it to stay in tight with their group, which was
headed by Michael. mahoney handed Mick two white paper bags, one containing
Viagra and the other a bottle of poppers. Mahoney's father was a
pharmacist. Mahoney had stolen the goods from his father's shop.  Mahoney
believed he would never miss them. Mick took the bags and pushed them to
the bottom of his backpack.  The two boys entered the school and went to
their lockers. Chris had gone to the gym changerooms to get his PE shorts
with his locker key in the pocket. Chris met the boys back in front of the
lockers. Mick told Chris to meet them at the cafeteria after he got his
gear, they were going to have a drink and wait for class to start.  The
others moved off with Mick and Chris opened his locker and organised his
books for the periods before recess. On the way to class Chris stopped off
at the toilets. He walked in there was nobody else there.  Chris stepped up
to the stainless steel urinal and because he was alone opened the fly and
released the top tab on the waist allowing them to fall open, the shorts
fell slightly and rested on his arse mounds. Chris withdrew his cock, gave
it a freeing tug and just as he commenced his piss a senior he recognised
from swim team stood beside him. The senior opened his fly and as he was
taking out his cock to piss looked across at the boy next to him, he saw
this chunk of meat laying in the boys hand. He did not take his eyes from
Chris cock but stood alongside Chris holding his uncut cock as if to piss
and gently pulling on it. Chris interest peaked because he had never really
noticed an uncut cock before. He looked across at the boy next to him, who
smiled and attempted to reach across and take hold of Chris' cock. Chris
reacted by elbowing the senior forward into the urinal trough. The senior
fell against the stainless steel sheet in the back of the urinal getting
his shirt wet with urine. As he was starting to curse Chris pushed away his
cock and still zipping up left the toilets and went to the cafeteria where
he told Mick. Mick said to point the boy out to him when he saw him. The
lads sat talking in the cool of the cafeteria. Mick got up and got Chris
and himself a drink. They sat and chatted with their friends. The bell
sounded for the start of lessons.

Mick and Chris had a double of English then a chemistry lesson before
recess. They set off for their English classroom, Chris hoping Mr Lester
would be there. The boys sat in their seats, Chris alongside Mick at the
rear of the room.  As they sat Chris felt himself getting an
erection. There could be no reason, he wasn't thinking of anything except
the homework he didn't do. Erect he became. His erection was so strong
being trapped and held down by his shorts his penis was actually
aching. Chris hoped it would soon pass. Mick knew what was happening he had
doped Chris' drink. He looked at Chris crotch, he could seee the tube
forcing down his left thigh. Mick nodded at Chris recognising his problem
and as Chris was about to respond Mr Booth entered the room. The room
quietened, the teacher said good morning to the class, and instructed them
to take out their homework from last night, for as he told them yesterday
that would be the basis of the lesson today. Mr Booth asked those who had
not done their homework to stand. It took several minutes but Chris and two
others stood. Chris tried bending slightly to disguise his hardon.  Mr
Booth asked for any reason why the boys should not be punished. All boys
offerred excuses including Chris telling Mr Booth about his locker
problems. Booth waved it away as he did the others. He told the three boys
to report to him after school for a dose of the cane or they could take
detention. Two of them chose detention, Chris informed Booth Mr Lester
already had him on detention this afternoon.

Booth replied" Good, well Mr lester can learn the fine art of administering
capital punishment.  Stand up straight when I speak to you." Chris stood
poker straight and those in view could clearly see the outline of his
hardon showing through his shorts. As with all of Chris erections , as soon
as he became erect he started leaking precum. A wet spot was forming at the
hem on the left leg of his shorts directly at the base of the
swelling. "Sit down all of you, make sure you see me this afternoon."  The
pronounced swelling in Chris' shorts was not missed by Mr Booth.

Chris sat again, his penis now throbbing with pain from being so
confined. He pulled out his books. He slid his hand down to the front of
his shorts and undid the waist tab and the zip. He raised his arse off his
seat slightly and allowed his shorts to slide slightly from his waist. The
front of his shorts flared open.  He put his hand in and pulled out his
penis releasing it into the open. Both Mick and Chris looked down at the
angry flared cock head staring back at them with one eye as if ready at
anytime to take revenge on anything or one. Chris then lent forward in an
attempt to cover what was bare at his crotch. From where other students
were and the teacher out the front they would never know what Chris had let
loose. The lesson progressed and at the end of the first period the door
opened and Mr lester entered. He walked across, said something to Mr Booth
and then took position up leaning on the side wall half way along the
classroom.  After he had been there for several minutes he then slowly made
his way to the rear of the room and looked straight across at Chris. He
looked at his crotch. He could see the penis standing erect from his crotch
reaching up his stomach its head poking above the desk top.

Mick didn't realise where Lester was, he leaned across to Chris and said,"
Write your name on the desk with your precum."

Chris looked at him but knew better than to argue, and began harvesting the
fluid as it oozed out of the one eye. Chris had no shortage of writing
material, as soon as he took some away to write it was replaced with more,
it flowed like a leaking tap. What Chris had written was clearly showing on
the desk top. The seminal fluid contrasting with the dark timber stain of
the desk. When Chris finished his name he applied a second and then third
coat to his work. It was easy to read what was written and it easy to work
out what it was written with.

"Mr Thompson come out here and read the next verse please." Mr Booth
ordered.

Both Thompsons froze in their seats. Mick knew it couldn't be Chris to go
so he stood and walked slowly to the front of the class. As he moved
forward so Mr lester moved alongside Chris. Chris lent forward against the
desk to hide his crotch. Mr Lester moved to Mick's chair and sat down. He
looked straight ahead for the moment then at what Chris had been writing on
the desk. He slid his right hand across into Chris' crotch and took hold of
the steel rod. He slowly moved his hand around the knob massaging precum
over the head ,around the glans, Chris shivered with excitement. Without
warning and whilst Mr Lester had his hand over Chris'cock, Chris erupted.
He slid down in the seat trying to get control, but this only gave full
vision to what was happening, he bit his lower lip so as not to make
alerting noises. Some cum shot above the desk but most was caught in Mr
Lester's hand. Mr Lester withdrew his hand, leaving Chris dribbling cum to
run down his shaft. Lester then opened his right hand and scraped it
against the edge of the desk to remove the cum. Left in front of where Mick
would sit was a mass of cum on the desk top. Mr Lester then took his hand
and wiped it on Chris' left leg and sock. Chris took hold of his cock to
gather the cum running down the still erect pole. Mr Lester smiled at Chris
and moved back to lean on the wall as if nothing had happened. When Mick
finished his reading he returned to his seat and another pupil was called
to read. When Mick got back to the desk and saw the mess in front of him he
was disgusted. He glared at Chris.

"Clean this up you sicko," mick snarled

" I got nothing to clean it with." Chris protested.

"I don't care if you lick it up, or wipe it over yourself get it off my
desk."  Mick snarled," Seeing as how you like cum so much you'll get some
over the weekend."

Chris couldn't tell Mick about Mr Lester. That would make all sorts of
complications. There was 10 minutes left for this class before the boys
moved to the chemistry lab for their next lesson and Chris was still rock
hard and he was still bare. Chris knowing he had to clean off the desk,
removed his sneaker and scooped the puddle of cum on the desk into the
waiting sneaker, Chris then put the sneaker back on, he knew it would dry
soon. As the end of the class was nearing Chris pulled his shirt out over
the waist of his shorts aimed his penis upwards and redid the waist tab and
rezipped. He was ready to move to the next room.  He looked at the desk top
and there was his name clearly spelled out in precum. He wet his finger and
erased the name Chris leaving only Thompson on the desk top. The lesson
ended with a reminder for the three boys who didnot do their homework to
see him in their home room after school. The boys picked up their books and
moved to the chem labs for the period before recess. Mick and Chris again
took up a work bench at the rear of the class. In front of them was Mahoney
and Anderson (Ando). As soon as they were settled Chris undid the tab on
the waist of his shorts to give his still straining hardon some
freedom. Chris was aching from his penis being so hard for so long. He
pulled his shirt over the waist band to conceal his exposed cock head.  The
lesson started and all pupils became engaged in the chemisrty experiment
set for them to complete in the lesson. Mick was so involved in the
experiment he did not seek to torment Chris during the lesson.  The bell
sounded and the boys filed out of the classroom for recess.

During recess arrangements were made for Saturday and the beach. Mick told
the others two could join him and Chris as Peter was going to drive them
there. John Baker and Ando elected to go with Mick. Any others who wanted
to go they would meet out there.

Friday afternoon and Chris went to his homeroom with several others who
were being detained on detention.  In all there were six boys, three
including Chris for Mr Booth and three younger students who had mucked up
on Mr Lester earlier today. Mr Lester entered the room. Lester read the
attendance roll and marked off the names. Lester told them to take out
their English books and to work quietly for the next half hour. All boys
were spread around the room so one could not speak to the other. Mr Lester
after getting the group working moved behind Chris, put his hands on Chris'
shoulders and began to gently massage, sinking his fingers deep into the
young lads muscle tissue. Chris loved the feeling and quickly hardened to
his full length in his shorts. CHris sat with his head tilted back and eyes
shut as Mr Lester continued his shoulder and neck massage. Chris was
floating with the erotic feel of Mr lester's fingers playing over his
body. Chris' imagination was working overtime as was his leaking of precum
onto his shorts.

The door opened and in walked Mr Booth. Mr Lester immediately withdrew his
hands from Chris' shoulders and made out he was rresponding to an enquiry
from Chris. Mr Lester walked to the front of the class to speak to Mr
Booth. He told Booth what work he had set the boys. Mr Booth interupted the
boys from their work telling them to look to the front of the class. Mr
Booth took a pupilseat at the very front of the class facing the
blackboard. He called for Thompson to bring out his book and read to the
class the chapters he had been studying. Chris slowly got to his feet
adjusting his very rigid hardon to point upwards and covered by his shirt
which hung over his waistband. Chris went to the front of the class and
stood at the side of the teachers desk where Mr Lester sat and directly in
front of Mr Booth. As he was about to commence Mr Booth instructed him to
present himself properly and tuck his in shirt and stand up straight. Chris
looked to Mr Lester and then back to Mr Booth.

"Hurry up lad, don't make your situation worse you are yet to receive your
caning. " Booth snapped

Chris placed his book on the teachers desk, and proceeded to tuck in his
shirt. He put the shirt between his cock and the shorts to soak up the
precum. When Chris took up his book again and stood straight and looked out
to the class it was blatantly obvious to all who were observing Chris what
he had going on at his crotch. Chris started to read trying to put out of
his mind the show he was giving the others present. There wass a tittering
among the other students all aware of the grand penis tube outlined in
Chris shorts. The younger boys leaned acros the desks to comment to each
other. Chris could hear the commotion and what was being said and tried to
ignore the noise.

Mr Booth interupted Chris' reading "What have you been doing up the back
there Thompson."

"Nothing sir just my reading." Chris responded

"Really well it doesn't look like nothing Mr Thompson it looks like you
have been very busy."

"No sir, just reading." Chris stuttered.

"Come forward to me Thompson." Booth commanded

Chris stepped down from the teaching dias and stood directly in front of Mr
Booth. Booth focused on the swollen crotch before him.

"You Mr Thompson, it looks to me like you are a dirty little boy. Don't
deny things to me Thompson I am neither blind nor stupid." Booth directed
to Chris , looking directly into his eyes as he spoke.

"No sir." Chris answered.

"Alright Thompson seeing as how you have interupted the class already, I
might as well cane you now.  Do you want this on your hands or your
backside."

Chris thought about his options, he knew if he took it on the hands he
would be wrapt over the tips of his fingers and then they bring the cane
back up from underneath and hit you on the finger nails, and that really
hurt. It had happened to him in the bush. Then he thought his back side at
least was bigger and a bit padded.

"I'll have it on my arse please sir."

"Your backside Thompson no need to be vulgar."

"No sir, on my back side please sir."

"Alright move over here and bend over the edge of the desk. Before you do
drop your shorts, briefs only."  Booth instructed.

"Sir,....I'm not.... I'm not wearing any briefs." Chris splutterd

"Really, you are a dirty little boy aren't you, why not Thompson, tell me
why." Booth probed

"Well, I just don't sir," Chris answered quietly, " I never do, sir." The
other boys all listened intently as Chris was being humiliated by Mr
Booth. Again more snickering among the boys in class.

"Well you better leave your shorts on, we don't want you flashing these
young lads here," Booth said with a huge grin "Bend over the desk and let
me get this done"

Chris lent across the desk and held the oppposite corners. He was spread
eagled and his rump was a good target. Mr Booth was expert at yielding the
cane and delivered 4 swift hard blows to Chris' behind.  When he was
finished Chris had tears running on his cheeks, but he did not cry out, but
he was now as hard as he had ever been.

"As of Monday Mr Thompson you will sit directly in front of me in my
lessons, right in the front row..  Do not forget, because I won't and next
time either wear briefs or it will be on your bare backside.'  Mr Booth
nodded to Mr lester, "Have a good weekend boys see you MOnday." and left
the room.

Mr lester moved and had turned Chris to face him away from the boys in the
class."OK boys you are all dismissed.  I don't want to see you back in
detention again." Chris went to move to gather his things but Mr Lester put
his hand on his shoulder and halted him from moving. "I'll give you a ride
home Chris, you might find it a bit uncomfortable walking or travelling on
the bus in your condition." Mr Lester looked at the crotch of Chris' shorts
as he said this and could see the very prominent outline of an erect
penis. " I'll see you in the carpark."

Chris left walking with a stilted gait to his lockers, Mr lester watched
him go. Dave Lester realised he was besotted by this young lad and it would
only bring him trouble. He had to stop the obsession. The two met in the
carpark at Mr lester's MIni. Lester openedd the door for Chris to slide
in. Chris gingerly put his backside on the seat and turned his legs into
the car and shut the door. He winced with the movement.

"Feeling sore, are you."Lester asked

"Feels like he tried to cut me in half." Chris answered

"You're lucky he didn't do it to your bare arse, aren't you. I believe he's
done it before." Lester informed him.

"He's a fucking sadist. I'd like to take to his arse." Chris spat out.

"Well you just got to control yourself. What have you got planned this
weekend.' Mr Lester asked

Chris told him about the plans of going to the beach, where they were going
and the boys who would be there.

'It will be great, too bad you don't surf or you should come." Chris said

"Well I do surf but I don;'t think you boys want a teacher around you on
your weekends." Lester replied

"THe guys reckon you're ok, at least you're not old like Booth." Chris
informed Lester

"Well I'm glad I'm ok, I'm 21. Mr Booth isn't old either you know he's only
25. He's a nice guy when you get to know him." Mr lester told Chris

"Fuck him, I don't ever want to get to know him." Chris said.

"You need to rub some creme on your backside where the bruises are when you
get home." Lester instructed Chris.  "If you haven't got anything you can
come to my place and get some."

"We'll have something at home but thanks for the offer. You live near
here."Chris enquired

"I live on the other side of the shopping centre in the large unit complex
near St Gabes."

"Hey cool, that's real nice there. Pretty flash places." Chris said smiling
at Mr lester.

Lester pulled up out the front of Chris house."Here you are , remember the
creme. You live here with your cousins right." Mr Lester asked

"Yeah, thanks for the ride." Chris replied as he slid out of the car and
walked stiffly up to the front door.

Mr Lester didnot move but remained watching the boy walk onto the front
verandah. As Chris stepped onto the verandah the front door opened and out
stepped a well built young lad, very tanned and wearing only a pair of
briefs or swimmers. Mr Lester watched as the two boys went inside the
house.

"Who was that." Martin asked

Chris explained the story of Mr Lester driving him home as it wasn't too
far from where he lived and Chris said how nice a teacher he was. Both boys
went upstairs to their rooms. Chris walked into his bedroom and went to his
drawer to get out a soft pair of knit shorts, his backside was still very
sore.  As he was pulling his school shorts off MIck walked in and watched
Chris change. Mick asked Chris about who drove him home and why. He
listened to Chris story.

"Give us a look at your arse." Mick said

Chris knowing better than to argue, turned his back to Mick and dropped his
shorts to his ankles showing his bruises from the caning this afternoon.

Mick whistled through his teeth."They're four beauties.Take off your shirt
as well. let's have you naked."

Chris did as he was told and took off his shorts and shirt and lay on his
stomach on his bed. As he did the telephone rang it was answered by
martin. Martin yelledd it was for Chris. Chris rose and went to pull on his
shorts to go answer the call .

"No, no clothes anymore, not when you're at home. Only time you can wear
clothes is downstairs if the oldies are home, otherwise whenever you're
home you will be bare arsed, go get your call."

Chris turned his back to Mick and walked down the hall to the telephone,
Martin was talking on the phone to who ever had called Chris.

Martin looked up and saw Chris only feet from him and while still talking
to the caller" Fuck me. Love your sausage." The person on the other end
must have asked something after Martin's comment and Martin replied back
into the phone, "No it 's nothing, I just got a surprise is all tell you
about it later."

With that Chris arrived at the phone and Martin handed him the receiver but
did not move away. martin totally focused on Chris' cock. The attention
from Martin was getting Chris excited again and he began to thicken. Martin
continued to stare. He went to reach out and touch the thickening rod, but
Chris waved his hand to knock Martin's hand away.

"Hello." Chris said.

"I don't ever want to talk to you again, you Judas." Chris responded

"I'll beat crap out of you Sinclair for what you done, where you been last
few days, too chicken to face me."

Sinclair was responding to Chris but Martin could not hear what was being
said to Chris. Sinclair informed Chris he was sorry for what had happened
but he had no choice as he was physically threatened and assaulted.

"Don't come near me ever, I never want to se you again, If you do I'll beat
shit out of you." Chris replied

Sinclair begged Chris to reconsider and asked if they coud at least meet
over the weekend and discuss things.  Chris told Sinclair it was over
between them, Sinclair could not be trusted. Even after he vowed his never
ending love for Chris, Chris Thompson remained set in his resolve to never
again even speak with MIchael Sinclair.  Never had Chris been so
betrayed. Chris told Sinclair he was going out to the beach this weekend
with his mates and Sinclair was not welcome. As Sinclair started to say
something else Chris hung up the phone and stormed back down the hall to
his bedroom.

"Mick please let me wear clothes around the house, martin did nothing but
stare at me." Chris pleaded to Mick.  "He even tried to handle me."

"No he wouldn't , martin get in here" Mick yelled

Martin came rolling through the door, "Yeah mate. You called."

"Chris will not be wearing clothes in house upstairs at all or downstairs
but only when Mum and dad are here. You can look but not touch. The only
one who says you can handle the merchandise is me, understood. You can
stare all you like."

"Not a problem, lose a bet mate did you," Martin looked at Chris

"Yeah something like that." Chris replied.

All went smooth and when called down to dinner Chris pulled on a pair of
footy shorts and a t. After clearing up and returning upstairs Chris again
pulled off his clothes.

"Good fellow, you'll get used to it. I have some more orders you but they
can come later." Mick told him "I'm ducking over to Mahoneys to talk about
tomorrow, see you later."

As Mick left the room Chris went to the window and closed the blinds. With
the light on and him naked it was like a huge tv screen he was on. Chris
sat at the computer and logged on to check his emails. He opened his emails
and there was one for him with an attachment from Sinclair, Chris was going
to dump it but decided he would scan read it first. Chris opened the email

"Chris take good note of the attachment. I either hear from you this
weekend or this will go out on Sunday evening . I didnot want things to get
to this but you give me no choice, I love you and need you."

Chris opened the attachement , it showed several photos of Chris in various
sexual poses from standing naked showing his schlong to cum flying onto his
body from him masturbating. No other boys or parts of them were shown in
the photos. Chris sat back mortified. He responded to Sinclair

"Funny way of showing how much you love someone. First you betray them and
then you blackmail them. I will contact you aftr I get home from the beach
on Saturday."

Ten minutes later a response arrived " Thankyou, I just want to talk and
explain things, we can overcome this.  PS. If you haven't called me by 6pm
Sunday I will send out a photo, but I know you won't forget or try to make
any excuses.  Love Sinclair. "

Mick turned off the computer and went to the bathroom entering from the
bedroom. He returned went to bed thinking about their coming day at the
beach tomorrow, he was most excited at the prospect, his first surfing
since arriving in Sydney, he would love to surf every day. Chris dozed off
to sleep dreaming of the surf and his left hand fondling his genitals.



To be continued


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