Date: Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:58:35 +0100
From: Gymnopedies <gym@softhome.net>
Subject: School Discipline: Nick and JC

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are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit
descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not based on any
actual events.


IMPORTANT NOTE: This story is a self-contained episode set in the "School
Discipline" universe. Whilst this story can be read on its own, I would
strongly recommend that you take the time to read "Michael 1" first, as
this will give you an explanation of the role of the School Disciplinary
Officer. In terms of timelines, this story takes place somewhere between
"Michael 5" and "Will 1" - though it isn't necessary to have read either of
those chapters.



School Discipline: Nick and JC by Gymnopedies


The sound of the paddle caused a dull thwack as it made contact with the
bruised arse cheeks of the restrained seventeen-year-old. It was followed a
split second later by a loud, wracking sob.

"That's the lot. Nine strokes." Josh Howard laid the wooden paddle aside
and unfastened the leather straps that held the naked boy in place, bent
forwards across the punishment table. "Get your clothes on and get out of
my sight."

Gareth Burrows stood up straight, his cheeks wet from crying and snot
running down his upper lip. He kept his eyes down to the floor, all trace
of his earlier defiant attitude now gone, as he limped painfully back into
the main office to collect his clothes.

Josh watched the naked teen shuffle past and gave a shake of his head as he
glanced over at Simon Brett, the prefect who had witnessed the
punishment. Simon, his face pale, gave a tight-lipped smile in return.

 The School Disciplinary Officer briefly squeezed the prefect's forearm as
he walked past. "Don't feel too sorry for him," he said keeping his voice
low so that the teenager, now dressing in the other room, would not be able
to hear. "What he's just had is nothing compared to what he's put other
kids through."

In spite of his words, Josh himself felt just a touch of sympathy for the
sobbing boy. Nine strokes of the paddle, though fairly mild compared to
some of the punishments the SDO was authorised to use, was not something to
be taken lightly. Josh tended to regard the more physical punishments as a
last resort, but unfortunately there was sometimes no alternative. Gareth
Burrows was a bully. Over the past several years he'd terrorised younger
teens and even some of the teachers, and there had been little that anyone
could do to stop him. Now, things had changed. This school was pioneering a
new approach to discipline amongst teenagers, and Gareth's reign of terror
was at an end.

"Aren't you dressed yet?" Josh demanded, keeping his tone harsh. "Get a
move on. You've got another few seconds before I put you into out into the
corridor, dressed or not. And for heaven's sake stop blubbering. Today will
seem like a walk in the park compared to what I will do to you if you're
sent to me again."

While Gareth finished dressing, Josh checked his computer. On the screen
was a message showing that there were already two more boys awaiting his
attentions. With a sigh, he brought up the details: Nicholas Lindwell and
James Connors, both fifteen, had been caught stealing blank recordable CDs
from the school's stationery storeroom. Theft of school property was a
serious offence; it looked like the paddle would be back in use before it
even had time to grow cold. Quickly, he tapped into the student database,
bringing up the teenagers' records.

A frown appeared on Josh's face. These two boys were not like the usual
troublemakers who were sent to his room. Both were way above average
academically: Nicholas was top of his year in science and in the top ten in
several other subjects, and James wasn't far behind. Also, both boys had
near perfect attendance records and had never been in any serious trouble
before. This obviously warranted further investigation.

Josh got up from his desk and opened the door to the waiting area. Two
frightened-looking teenagers were sitting there with their accompanying
duty prefect, Barry Windsor. Barry was one of the school's three senior
prefects who were deputies to the head boy, Will Harris.

"Right you two, inside," said Josh, his voice firm. "Thanks Barry, you can
go. I'll take it from here."

"But..." The prefect started to object.

"I can manage, Barry. Don't worry, I'll call you if I need you." The truth
was that Josh didn't care for Barry. The eighteen-year-old was always too
full of his own importance, taking full advantage of his position whenever
the opportunity arose. The SDO tried to have as little to do with him as he
could.

Barry gave a scowl and turned to go. Josh ignored him and ushered the two
younger boys through the door into the office.

If Nicholas and James had looked frightened before, they now looked
absolutely scared to death as they saw the tear stained face of Gareth
Burrows, who was by reputation one of the toughest boys in the school. Both
of the younger teens had turned visibly paler.

"Come on, Gareth, time's up," said Josh. "I've wasted enough of the morning
on you and I've other things to do. Get yourself out of here and back to
class." Gareth was still fastening the belt of his trousers as Josh took
his arm and physically pushed him out of the office.

"Nick?" Simon Brett gave an exclamation of surprise as he stared at the
newcomers. "What have you been doing?"

"You know one of them?" Josh asked the prefect.

"I know them both," Simon replied "Nick's older brother is my best friend,
and JC lives just a couple of doors down from me. They're the last two I
would have expected to see here."

Both of the youngsters miserably shuffled their feet and stared at the
floor.

"Maybe you'd better hang around then," Josh said to Simon. "You might be
able to help me get to the bottom of why two of the school's brightest
students have suddenly started stealing."

"Stealing? You're kidding?"

"That's what they've been accused of." Josh sat down behind his desk, his
gaze fixed on the two teenagers. "Which one of you is Nick?"

"Me," the boy on the left murmured, briefly raising his eyes then quickly
looking down again.

Josh gave the boy a quick appraisal. Longish, centre parted blond hair
framed a face that could only be described as pretty. Nick was probably
about 5' 9'', with a slim build; he was a good-looking kid by any
standards.

"That means you must be JC."

The second boy nodded. About the same height and build as Nick, JC had
shorter, brown hair and a lightly freckled complexion. He wasn't quite as
pretty as Nick, but could easily be described as cute.

"I'm sure you've both heard about what goes on in this office, so you know
that at this point it would be normal for me to order you to strip," said
Josh, his imagination already picturing the boys naked. "However, taking
into account your previous good records, I'm going to give you a chance to
explain yourselves first before I decide on your punishment. Before you say
anything though, let me point out that stealing is a category 3 offence;
that means it's serious. The recommended punishment for first offence
stealing is 12 strokes of the paddle."

Nick gave a low gasp and JC looked as though he were about to cry.

"At my discretion, I can reduce that to 9 strokes," Josh continued. "If
you're wondering what that would be like, you've just seen the
after-effects of 9 strokes. That's how many Gareth Burrows has just
received. He was crying like a baby after 5, and begging me to stop after
7."

By this stage Nick was biting his bottom lip and JC was visibly shaking.

"There is, however, a possible alternative," said Josh, throwing the boys a
lifeline. "But before I consider whether or not to go down that route I
want you to tell me exactly why you took those CDs. I expect the full truth
because if I even suspect that you are pissing me about, you'll end up with
the full 12. Are you both clear on that?"

The youngsters nodded.

"Good. So which of you guys is going to be spokesman?"

The boys looked at each other. Eventually it was Nick who spoke, a tremor
in his soft tenor voice. "We sort of did it for a dare."

"What do you mean by 'sort of'?" Josh demanded. "Who was it who dared you
and why did it matter enough for you to go and do something so stupid?"

Again there was a pause as the boys exchanged glances.

"It was some girls," said Nick, looking suddenly embarrassed.

"We don't seem to be getting very far and I'm running out of patience,"
Josh sighed. "Tell me exactly who and why."

"For God's sake, Nick, stop messing around and tell Mr. Howard why you did
it," Simon burst in. "You want to get paddled?"

Nick screwed up his face, obviously not wanting to say anything, but
terrified of the threatened punishment. "Alright, it was Catherine
Beresford and Janice O'Leary," he finally blurted. "You won't tell them we
grassed them up, will you?"

"I won't be telling them anything," said Josh. "Firstly, girls are not my
province, and secondly, they haven't done anything wrong. It was you two
idiots who did the stealing. But I would really like to know why."

The boys looked more uncomfortable than ever. "You tell him. It was you who
got me into this," Nick muttered, nudging his friend.

"W...we were trying to get off with them," JC stammered, a slight squeak in
his voice.

"Go on," Josh prompted.

"We've been trying for a couple of weeks. All the lads say they're really
easy. They kept putting us off, but didn't actually say no. Then they said
they'd do it with us but first we had to show them how much we wanted
it. They told us we had to steal some CDs from the storeroom."

"So let me get this straight," said Josh. "You stole the CDs in order to
get a couple of girls to have sex with you?"

"Yeah," JC muttered, his eyes glued to his feet and his face glowing red.

"And they say romance is dead," said Josh sarcastically. He looked over at
Simon, who shrugged and shook his head.

"You guys must be really desperate to get your rocks off," said Josh,
returning his attention to the boys. "I assume that if you're that
desperate, you must both still be virgins?"

Neither teen replied, the expressions on their faces telling Josh all he
needed to know.

"Oh, what a pair," the SDO sighed. "It looks like what I've really got to
punish you for is not so much theft as stupidity. Unfortunately, as far as
the school is concerned, you're guilty of theft, plain and simple. Which
means that I have no choice but to deal out a fairly severe punishment. I
need some time to think about this. Get back to your lessons. I'll expect
you back here this afternoon, waiting outside my office, within five
minutes of school finishing. And heaven help you if you aren't here."

After the young teens had hurried out, Simon stepped forwards and lowered
himself into a chair in front of the SDO's desk. "You aren't really going
to paddle them, are you?"

"I don't want to," said Josh, grimly. "They aren't exactly hardened
criminals. But they did steal those CDs and I have to show a suitably
severe punishment in the log. The only alternative would be some sort of
witnessed sexual punishment, but that would have to involve much more than
simple masturbation."

"They'd probably prefer the paddling," said Simon. "They'd never live down
everyone knowing about something like that." Each day's Punishment Log was
routinely posted on the school's notice-board on the day following, and it
was always the most popular thing on the board. Its popularity was hardly
surprising given that it contained the name of each boy punished and a
detailed description of what had been done to him.

Josh tapped the top of his desk with a pencil. "I could invoke Rule 14," he
said, thoughtfully. He suddenly grinned. "Rule 14 means that the punishment
doesn't appear in the public log and any witnesses to the punishment are
sworn never to discuss it outside of this room. I'm only supposed to use it
in exceptional cases and I may have to justify my use of it when the full
logs are inspected. But I think I could get away with it here."

"I suppose in that case they might consider taking the sex alternative,"
said Simon.

"It'll be their choice," said Josh. "Now I just need to find the
witnesses. How'd you feel about being one of them, bearing in mind that
you'll have to keep quiet about what you see? You won't be able to tell
Nick's brother, even if he is your best friend."

"Me? You're giving me the chance to watch?"

"Don't pretend you aren't interested," said Josh, with a grin. "I've seen
the way you've ogled the guys when they've been made to strip."

"Is it that obvious?" it was now Simon's turn to blush.

"Don't worry, I'm not about to mention it to anyone. Just be here when
school finishes. Oh and if you see Will, ask him if he's free to be here as
well."




Josh was kept busy during the afternoon. First there had been a simple
"strip and lecture" for a fifteen-year-old who had given a teacher too much
cheek. This had been followed a short time later by an enforced
masturbation for a second referral of a sixteen-year-old after he had
repeatedly failed to complete homework assignments on time. Finally, about
fifteen minutes prior to the final bell, he'd answered the phone and found
himself talking to the mother of one of the boys he'd punished previously.

Calls from parents, often complaints and sometimes even abusive, were
normally fielded by the school office, so Josh rarely had to deal with
them. However, it soon became clear why this call had been allowed
through. The caller was Mrs. Meadows, mother of Michael Meadows. Josh had
no problem bringing the cute sixteen-year-old to mind, having dealt with
him on two occasions. To the SDO's surprise, Mrs. Meadows started off by
thanking him. It turned out that Michael's behaviour, both at school and at
home, had improved considerably over the past couple of weeks. Josh was, of
course, pleased to hear this, having made a particular effort to get
Michael back onto the straight and narrow, but he was a little surprised at
hearing just how successful his efforts had been. It seemed, though, that
Mrs. Meadows wasn't finished. She quickly went on to ask Josh whether it
would be possible for him to use the same methods on her younger son,
Luke. Apparently Luke was a much bigger problem than Michael had ever
been. Josh had to explain that though he would like to help, he wasn't able
to; Luke was only thirteen, and at present the SDO scheme could only be
applied to boys aged fifteen and older. Reluctantly accepting this fact,
the mother finished the call by predicting that the way he was going, Luke
would end up in serious trouble long before he reached the age where anyone
could do anything about his behaviour.

Josh was still thinking about the call when there was a knock on his
door. He opened it to let Will Harris enter.

"I've just had the mother of Michael Meadows on the phone," said Josh.

Will, who had been in the process of lowering himself onto a chair,
instantly froze, the colour draining from his face. "What did she want?" he
asked, cautiously.

"She was calling to say how pleased she was with Michael's improved
behaviour," said Josh, slowly, a little taken aback by the head boy's
reaction. "What did you think she might be calling about?"

"Oh, I don't know," Will shrugged, settling uncomfortably onto his seat.

The eighteen-year-old was obviously keeping something back, but before Josh
had chance to probe further there was another knock at the door.

This time it was Simon Brett.

"Sorry, I would have been here a few minutes ago but Barry collared me,"
Simon apologised. "Something to do with next week's duty rosters. I not
sure what he's on about."

"The guy's a total pain in the arse," sighed Will. "He's always
interfering. He thinks he should have been head boy instead of me. The
rosters are fine; I did them myself. If he messes them up now I'll kill
him."

"Never mind Barry," said Josh, anxious to get on. "Let's concentrate for
the moment on the job in hand." He quickly brought Will up to speed on the
situation with Nick and JC, explaining the options he was going to offer
the two boys and how rule 14 would be applied. By the time he was done he
could see from the monitor on the wall that the youngsters had arrived in
the waiting area. "Get them in, Simon. Let's see what they decide."

The boys entered, looking every bit as nervous as they had on their
previous visit. They didn't look especially happy to see the two prefects
present.

"Will and Simon are here as observers," Josh explained. "According to the
rules, all level three punishments have to be witnessed."

"They're going to watch everything?" Nick asked, his face pale.

"I'm afraid so," said Josh. "But we've first got to establish exactly what
is going to happen to you. As I told you earlier, the recommended offence
for what you did is twelve strokes of the paddle, After hearing the full
circumstances, I'm willing to reduce this to nine, which is a far as I'm
allowed to go."

Josh paused to give this time to sink in. Both youngsters looked close to
panic; it looked like they were going to be paddled after all.

"However, there is a possible alternative," Josh continued. "I'm sure
you've read in the logs about how some boys have been made to do sexual
things as punishment. It's extremely embarrassing for the boys concerned,
so I can assure you that it isn't a soft option. I am prepared to offer you
this option, but keep in mind that some of the things you will be made to
do may be a little more extreme than what you have read about."

Nick was shaking his head. "I don't think I could do stuff like that."

"Well, it's up to you," said Josh. "I'm going to let you guys
decide. Before you make your minds up there's something else you should
know. If you take the sexual punishment option, I will use a special rule
which means that it won't appear in the posted logs; except for my boss and
the people here in this room, no one will ever know what your punishment
was. If you opt for the paddling, the rule won't apply, and details will be
posted as normal. It will read something like this and will be posted on
the notice board tomorrow." He handed the boys a sheet of paper.

The paper contained the following:

Name: Gareth Burrows

Age: 17

Offence: Bullying - first punishment for this offence

Present: Josh Howard (SDO). Simon Brett (Prefect).

Punishment details: Gareth was made to strip naked and put his hands on his
head before being questioned extensively about his sexual history and
experience. During this questioning he began to show signs of sexual
arousal and some external stimulation was used to bring him to a full
erection. Estimated size of erect penis: approximately six inches. Gareth
was then restrained across the punishment table ready for the main part of
his punishment: nine strokes of the paddle. After just five strokes, he was
crying openly and after seven he was begging to be released. Punishment
continued until the full nine strokes had been delivered. He was still
crying several minutes after his punishment had been completed and he had
been allowed to dress.

"So what's it to be," asked Josh, after giving the fifteen-year-olds a
moment to read the draft log entry.

"I don't want to be paddled," JC said, speaking softly to his friend,
genuine fear in his voice.

"Me neither," Nick replied, "But it might be better than jerking off and
stuff with these guys watching. And he said we might have to do worse
things than what we've heard about. It might end up hurting even more than
the paddling."

"Nothing you will be made to do will be anything more than slightly
uncomfortable," Josh interrupted.

Nick didn't look convinced. "I still think we should just take the
paddling," he said, stubbornly.

"Please, Nick," JC begged, close to tears. "We're going to have to get
naked anyway, and probably hard as well, so how can the other thing be much
worse? At least no one will know about it. You want the girls to read about
you getting hard and how big you are, or the guys to hear about how you
started crying after the first couple of strokes? Maybe you won't cry, but
I know I will. I don't want to do the other stuff either, but it can't be
as bad as the paddling."

"I need an answer guys," said Josh, coolly. "If you don't make up your
minds quickly then I'll decide for you. What's it to be?

"Nick?" JC's eyes bored into his friend as he waited for the blond boy to
reach a decision.

Nick looked unhappily at JC's face then stared at the ground for a long
moment before raising his eyes to look at Josh. "You sure no one else in
the school will get to know what we had to do?"

"Not if you do exactly as you're told," said Josh. "The relevant teachers
will be informed that the situation has been dealt with and that will be
the end of it."

"And it won't hurt?"

"Again, not as long as you do as you're told."

"OK." Nick gave a small, unhappy nod. "I guess we do the other stuff."

JC actually managed to look relieved, or at least as relieved as could be
expected considering what was still in store for the two youngsters.

"Right, let's get started then," said Josh. "Before we do anything else, I
want the two of you naked. Get your clothes off. Just drop them in a pile
at your feet. Come on, get to it."

Looking pale and frightened and casting frequent glances at each other as
if for moral support, the fifteen-year-olds began pulling off their
clothes. It wasn't long before they were down to just their underwear; Nick
was wearing a pair of tight dark-blue briefs that did nothing to hide the
bulge of his teenaged cock and balls, whilst JC wore a loose pair of blue
and white striped shorts.

"Underwear as well, boys. Get them off please," Josh ordered.

With visible reluctance, the youngsters removed their final garments,
dropping them with their other clothing. Both then stood up straight and
covered themselves with their hands.

"OK, hands behind your head and feet apart," commanded Josh. "There's no
point in being shy now considering what's in store for you both over the
next half hour or so. Simon, would you move those piles of clothes out of
the way for me please."

"Sure, no problem." The prefect stepped forwards and scooped up the
clothes, dropping them by the wall before returning quickly to his former
position, in front of and slightly to the left of the naked teens.

Before moving on, Josh took a moment to cast his eye over the exposed
bodies which were now so freely displayed in front of him. The SDO quickly
came to the conclusion that these two would easily rank amongst the
hottest, best-looking boys to appear before him so far. Nick was slim, not
an ounce of fat anywhere. His pale skin was smooth and almost
unblemished. Apart from the pale hairs on his shins and forearms, there
were just a few hairs under his arms and a thin patch over his dick. His
chest was flat, with just a hint of pectoral development, his nipples
hardly more than small nubs. Further down, his soft, uncut dick appeared
long and thin as it hung down in front of his low-hanging balls. JC had a
similar build to his friend, though probably had a few more pounds on his
frame, his musculature being a little more sharply defined. His skin tone
was darker, and his body seemed, for the most part, to be almost totally
hairless except for small, dark patches under his arms and a small but
thick bush at his groin. His penis was shorter but fatter than Nick's and
his scrotum was much tighter, possibly partly through fear. Like his
friend, he was also uncut. Both boys looked acutely uncomfortable at the
intimate inspection of their bodies by three pairs of eyes.

"As I said earlier, this isn't going to be a soft option," said
Josh. "You're here to be punished and that punishment will take the form of
humiliation. That means you'll be made to do things that you won't like and
you will find most of those things very embarrassing. The recommended
punishment for stealing is a moderate paddling, which means that I have to
make the humiliation severe enough to justify using it instead of the
physical punishment. As I promised, your punishment won't appear in the
public logs, but it will be recorded in my private logs. Stealing is taken
very seriously and if, when my boss inspects the logs, he decides I've been
too easy on you, I'll be in trouble. I have no intentions of getting myself
into trouble for a pair of idiots like you."

Josh paused to let what he had said sink in, then softened his tone a
little as he continued. "I know that you're not like most of the boys I get
in here. You made a stupid mistake by letting your dicks rule your
brains. I've tried to be fairly informal with you up to now, and as long as
you cooperate, I'd like to keep it that way. However, normal punishment
rules still apply. If you refuse to cooperate freely at any stage, your
punishment will increase. If you really make things difficult you may even
find yourselves getting the paddling as well as the humiliation. Also, if
that happens, my promise to keep this out of the public logs will no longer
apply. So it's in your own interests to follow instructions, do exactly as
you are told, and get this over with as quickly as possible."

Looking miserable, JC gave Josh a small but almost imperceptible nod. Nick
had his eyes closed.

"Nick, open your eyes," said Josh. "You'll keep your eyes open at all times
and watch what's going on. When the other person is being punished, you'll
watch that punishment closely and not look away. If I see you closing your
eyes or deliberately looking away, I'll increase your punishment. Now,
Nick, come over here. You can put your arms down now."

Blushing, Nick stepped forwards until he was standing immediately in front
of Josh, who was seated on the edge of his desk. The SDO dropped to his
feet and, grasping the boy's arm, he pulled Nick closer and slightly to one
side. He turned the young teen around so that he was facing JC and also in
full view of the two prefects. Putting his arm around Nick's shoulders,
Josh began to stroke the soft skin of the boy's chest with his other hand.

Nick gave a slight whimper, his body tensing.

"I want to know what's the furthest you've ever been with anyone sexually,
Nick," said Josh, his tone soft as his fingers lightly stroked across one
of the boy's small nipples. "Tell me the most that you've ever done."

The youngster made no attempt to reply.

"Speak to me, Nick," said Josh, his tone firmer.

"I... I haven't. I've never done anything," said Nick, nervously.

"What, nothing at all?" asked Josh, his hand moving a little lower onto the
boy's stomach. "What about masturbation, you must have done that? When was
the last time you played with yourself?" He let his fingers trail though
Nick's pubic hair, lightly brushing the boy's dick right at the base before
stroking his fingertip down the length of the soft organ.

"Th... This morning," Nick gasped. He tried to step back, but with the desk
behind him there was nowhere to go. "I did it this morning."

"Did you cum," Josh asked, his fingers now wrapped around Nick's cock,
massaging it gently.

"Yeah."

"Anyone ever see you hard, Nick? I don't mean just a bulge in your pants, I
mean has anyone ever actually seen your cock when it's been hard?"

"No, never!"

Josh thought he detected a slight thickening of the organ in his hand; his
manipulations were clearly starting to have some effect. Not in any hurry
to produce a full erection, he let go of the dick before giving the boy's
balls a gentle squeeze and then releasing them. "OK, Nick. Go back over to
where you were. There's no need to put your hands back behind your head,
just don't try to cover yourself up. JC, it's your turn, so get yourself
over here."

As the boy's changed places, Nick kept his eyes down, refusing to look at
his friend.

"Remember what I said about watching all the time, Nick," Josh warned as he
moved JC into position.

Reluctantly, Nick raised his eyes. His face was flaming and his hands
twitched at his sides as he fought the impulse to cover his penis which,
though far from erect, was certainly thicker than it had been when he had
first stripped.

"OK, JC, what about you?" Josh asked as his hand played over the teenager's
chest. "What's the furthest you've ever gone with a girl?"

"I haven't done anything either," the boy squeaked, his voice cracking
through fear.

"Nothing at all?" Josh demanded. "You ever kissed a girl?" JC's chest was
definitely a bit more developed than Nick's and Josh traced firmly around
the outline of the boy's pecs with the side of his hand.

"Once, sort of."

"What do you mean by 'sort of'?"

"It was at a party a while ago and some of the guys dared me to kiss this
girl, so I did."

"Have you done anything else except kiss?"

"No." JC shook his head emphatically.

"So no one has ever done this to you?" Josh slid his hand down, crossing
the boy's stomach and wrapping his fingers around JC's cock.

"Ugh, no." JC squirmed, trying to pull away.

"Stand still," Josh snapped, his fingers squeezing the soft organ in his
hand. He pulled the foreskin back slightly, inserting his index finger into
the end and moving it around.

"Ooooh," JC groaned. In spite of the command to stand still, he continued
to squirm.

"When did you last jerk off?" Josh asked, feeling the boy's dick growing in
his hand.

"I dunno, maybe two days ago," replied JC, desperately.

"Ever had any fantasies about Nick while you jerk off?"

"Wha...? No, never anything like that. I always think about girls."

Josh let go of the boy's cock, which by now was more than half way hard,
and stepped away. "Sit up on the desk," he ordered the boy. "That's it, now
open your legs. Wider. Get them as wide as you can."

JC sat on edge of the desk, his legs splayed out to the sides, his cock
pointing out in front of him and an expression of utter shame on his face.

Glancing around, Josh noted that JC wasn't the only one in a state of at
least semi-arousal. Nick was now in a similar condition. Will was sitting
with his legs crossed, obviously trying to conceal the bulge in his pants,
whilst Simon stood to one side, leaning on a chair back, one hand
strategically covering his groin.

"Move towards JC, Nick," said Josh. "Go on, get right in close."

Slowly, Nick edged forwards, his eyes moving between JC's twitching cock
and his own slim but stiffening organ. When they were just about a foot
apart, their dicks almost touching, he froze.

"I said get right in close," said Josh. Putting a hand in the small of
Nick's back, he pushed the boy a few more inches forwards.

Both the teens flinched and looked mortified as their cocks brushed
together, both coming to full hardness. Because of his position, JC
couldn't move away. However, Nick would probably have leapt back had Josh
not held him in place.

"Alright, that's better" said Josh. "Now Nick, take hold of JC's cock and
give it a squeeze."

With a look of horror, the blond haired boy shook his head. "I'm not doing
that. I'm not touching him there."

"Do it, Nick," Josh growled. "I told you you'd have to do things you didn't
like; that's the whole idea of this punishment. If you start making things
difficult it's going to turn out much worse for you in the end. There are
far worse things I can make you do than that, and you'll end up doing them
if you don't cooperate."

For several long seconds, Nick stared into Josh's eyes as if trying to
gauge whether the man really meant what he said.

Josh returned the gaze coolly. "Just do it," he said, a little more gently.

His whole frame sagging in defeat, Nick turned his attention back to his
friend's nodding erection. He swallowed, then slowly reached out his hand,
his fingers trembling, and his bottom lip clenched between his teeth. He
wrapped his fingers around the stiff shaft and squeezed it tightly.

"Good boy," said Josh, softly.

JC stared open mouthed at Nick's hand enclosing his hard member. He looked
briefly up at his friend's eyes and then back down again, his tongue
flicking across his lips. He was obviously confused about the conflicting
messages he was receiving and that confusion registered on his face. Having
a on his dick felt good, but he was clearly having trouble reconciling this
with the fact that the hand belonged to Nick, his friend, a boy.

"Start rubbing it," Josh instructed Nick. "You're going to stroke him until
he cums."

"Oh, shit, no. Please don't make me do that," Nick begged. JC also look
horrified at the prospect of shooting his load in front of an adult and two
older teens.

"You can use your hand or you can use your mouth," said Josh,
sternly. "It's up to you. If you don't manage to make him cum with your
hand within the next fifteen minutes you're going to have to suck him."

"Oh, God." Nick's pale face had just turned paler. It took him a moment to
overcome his paralysis from hearing that he might have to suck a cock, then
his hand started moving up and down JC's hard shaft.

"That's it," Josh encouraged. "You've done it to yourself often enough so
you know what feels good. Stroke all the way up and down. Work that skin
backwards and forwards over the head. Take it a bit faster."

Even though Nick still didn't look happy at what he being made to do, his
confidence appeared to improve a little and he became more vigorous in his
stroking as if wanting this over with. However, as the minutes ticked by he
began glancing at the clock on the wall more and more frequently, and after
ten minutes he started to look very uncomfortable. JC was breathing a
little faster and there was precum oozing from the end of his cock, but
something, probably the strangeness of the situation, was holding him back.

"Come on, JC, let it go," Nick pleaded, softly, looking up from the cock in
his hand to meet his friend's eyes.

"I'm trying," JC replied, unhappily.

"Oh God. Please!" There were now less than three minutes to go and Nick was
getting desperate. Continuing his pumping with one hand, he began stroking
around the purple head of JC's cock with the other, smearing the clear
precum around under his fingers.

JC's breathing became deeper and he gave a low groan. At last he was nearly
there.

"I want you to catch all of his cum in the palm of your hand," Josh quickly
instructed.

Nick gave the SDO a surprised glance. However, before he had time to voice
any objections, JC gave a shuddering moan and there was no choice but to
act. Wearing a look of disgust, the blond haired boy placed his hand in
front of his friend's jerking dick just in time to catch the first streamer
of thick, white fluid. Further spurts followed until Nick had a small pool
in his palm, with further dribbles across his wrist and fingers.

As JC leaned back, breathing heavily, Nick gratefully let go of the boy's
cock and stood looking at the mess in his hand.

"First time you've ever seen someone else's cum?" Josh asked.

"Erm, yeah," Nick nodded.

"Taste it," said Josh.

"What?"

"You heard me. I said taste it. I want to see you put your tongue in it."

Nick didn't respond. He just shook his head looking a little sick.

"Come on, Nick, we're nearly there now. Do this and a couple more things
not half so bad and it will time for the two of you to change places. If
you stop cooperating now, I'm going to have to add more stuff." Josh
genuinely hoped that Nick was not going to back out at this stage. He
really didn't want to have to paddle the boy after all.

Very hesitantly, his face screwed up, Nick raised his hand towards his
mouth and his tongue came out, stopping just a fraction short of the white
goo.

"You only need put your tongue in it," said Josh. "I'm not asking you to
swallow it all."

With a huge effort, the teen raised his hand that extra fraction and
touched the sticky cum with the tip of his tongue, quickly pulling
back. His tongue went in and his mouth closed. He pulled a face as he tried
to get the taste out of his mouth.

"Well done," said Josh, squeezing the boy's shoulder.

The SDO then turned his attention to JC. "Lay right back on the desk," he
told the youngster. "Now, it's time for our two prefects to earn their
keep. Will and Simon, I want you to take a leg each and pull them back and
apart."

Surprised at being asked to take a more active part in the proceedings, the
two prefects stepped forwards. Josh was amused to note that both boys
sported very noticeable bulges around the crotch area.

JC was now laid on his back with his legs pulled up, exposing not only his
groin area with his detumescent cock, but also his tightly puckered arse
hole.

"Last thing for now," Josh told Nick. "I want to smear that cum in your
hand right across his bum hole; not his cheeks, but his actual hole. Give
it a good rub, and then rub the rest across his balls and cock."

"That's the last thing? I do that and I'm finished?" Nick asked, desperate
to believe that this section of the nightmare was almost over.

"Yes, apart from the changing places and the cleaning up at the end, that's
it."

"OK." Nick stepped towards the desk and tentatively put out his hand
towards his best friend's arse. He paused and looked at Josh, who
nodded. Taking a deep breath, the fifteen-year-old ran his hand upwards
across JC's cleft, then, with his fingertips, he made a firm circular
rubbing motion right on the boy's anal opening.

Unable to resist in any way, JC squirmed and groaned something inaudible.

Nick stroked upwards, rubbing the remaining stickiness across JC's balls,
then up across his softening penis. He then moved back and looked at Josh
questioningly.

"Right," said Josh, "that's your active part done. It's time for the two of
you to change places."

The two youngsters exchanged unhappy looks as JC got down from the desk and
Nick took his place.

"Open your legs as wide as you can, Nick," Josh instructed. The SDO
signalled for the two prefects, who were standing at either side of the
boy, to hold his legs apart.

Nick sat up on the desk with his legs spread and his teenage cock and balls
prominently displayed. He no longer sported a full erection, but neither
was his dick completely limp. He gave a sigh and muttered something under
his breath.

"It's your turn now, JC," said Josh. "Get yourself in there and have a good
feel of his cock. You may as well feel his balls while you're at it."

There was complete silence in the room as everyone watched JC hesitantly
reach out his hand and take hold of his friend's penis. He held it in his
fingers for a few seconds then released it and gently lifted the boy's
balls in his palm.

"You're going to have to do a bit better than that," said Josh. "It's the
same for you as it was for Nick; you have fifteen minutes to make him
cum. If you don't make him shoot in that time then you are going to have to
suck him. If you do manage to make him cum, make sure you catch it all in
your hand."

JC glanced nervously at the clock. He hesitated for just a moment then once
more wrapped his fingers around Nick's cock, this time much more
firmly. With a look of concentration on his face, he began to knead and
massage the organ in an effort to bring it to full erection.

As the minutes passed, Nick did eventually become hard, but it was obvious
from the expression on his face that this was purely a physical reaction;
he wasn't enjoying this at all. After ten minutes JC was looking extremely
worried and had even begun using his other hand to fondle Nick's
balls. After twelve minutes he gave the blond boy a pleading look, but Nick
just shook his head unhappily. It was starting to look like JC wasn't going
to make it.

"One minute to go," Josh announced.

On hearing this, JC began stroking harder and faster, something Josh didn't
think was a particularly good idea; Nick needed coaxing, not forcing. But
JC was getting desperate, and there was something close to panic on his
face.

"Time's up," said Josh.

"Just give me bit longer," the boy pleaded. "Another couple of minutes."

"Sorry, JC, but you've had your time," Josh said, putting his hand on the
teen's bare shoulder. "You know what you have to do now."

"I can't do that. No way." JC pulled a face as he looked down at Nick's
erection.

"You know what happens if you don't," said Josh. "Come on JC, you don't
have to go all the way and suck him until he shoots. All you need do is
pull the skin back, lick around the head and then take it inside your mouth
and suck on it for a while."

"I can't do it," said JC, still shaking his head. He started to back away,
but Josh quickly moved to stand behind him, preventing him from getting
very far.

"I not going to force you," said Josh, into the boy's ear, "but if you
don't do it, the punishment is incomplete. That means that both you and
Nick will still have to face the paddling."

"That's not fair," Nick blurted. "I did everything I was told to do."

"I'm sorry, but that's the way it is," said Josh. "The two of you are in
this together."

The youngsters looked at each other. Both had pleading expressions on their
faces, but for different reasons.

"Come on, Jamie," said Nick softly. "Just do it and get it over with. I had
to lick your stuff, which was just as bad. It's not as if I'm gonna shoot
in your mouth or anything. If you back out now we've gone through all this
for nothing."

JC didn't reply. He stared silently at his friend for several long seconds
and then, moving as if in a trance, he dropped to his knees. He paused for
a moment and swallowed visibly, before once more taking hold of his
friend's erection and bending it down towards his face. Holding the shaft
near the base with one hand, he used the other hand to push Nick's foreskin
all the way back, fully exposing the swollen rose-pink head beneath. Still
gripping the hard shaft with both hands, he leaned forwards and ran his
tongue right across the middle of the head.

Nick gave a trembling groan and his whole body appeared to shudder. Simon,
who was holding onto one of Nick's legs at the knee, placed his other hand
flat against the boy's bare chest as if to hold him back.

After a couple of more licks around the head, JC opened mouth, took the
entire top part of the aroused organ between his lips, and started to
slowly move his head up and down over the top inch or so of the shaft.

Josh watched, entranced, wishing he were in a position to take out his own
hard cock and give it the attention it was demanding. A quick glance at the
two prefects was enough to confirm that they were in similar
difficulties. Unfortunately, while enforcing sexual contact between
offenders was part of his remit, becoming an active partner in this sexual
activity was way above and beyond what was allowable.

While all eyes were on two teens, the SDO surreptitiously rubbed his cock
through the fabric of his pants. He suppressed a groan, turning it into a
light cough, and quickly removed his hand. It was time to take things back
under control.

"OK, JC, that's enough." Josh pulled at the naked teen's shoulder.

His eyes, downcast, JC got to his feet. He made brief eye contact with his
friend and then quickly looked away, blushing.

"Let's get you finished off," said Josh to Nick.

"What do you mean? I thought we'd done," said the blond youngster, a look
of panic on his face.

"Not quite," said Josh. "JC didn't make you shoot, so it looks like I'm
going to have to finish the job myself." He moved in between the boy's legs
taking hold of his still rock hard erection, and began sliding his hand up
and down the hard shaft.

JC might have had trouble bringing his friend to orgasm, but Josh was much
more experienced and had a few more tricks up his sleeve. After a just a
couple of minutes, Nick was breathing loudly as Josh's ministrations began
to have an effect. The SDO was using both hands, one to wank the shaft of
the boy's cock, and the other to rub the now obvious dribbles of precum
around the swollen, sensitive head.

"Ooooh!" Nick leaned back on the desk, his legs still held wide apart by
the prefects on either side of him. He was almost ready to shoot.

"JC, come and catch this in your hand," Josh ordered, keeping his attention
fully on what he was doing. Without missing a stroke he stepped slightly to
one side to allow the boy access. "Here we go."

JC was in place just in time. The first spurt of Nick's cum overshot the
dark-haired boy's hand, splashing down on his forearm. He managed to catch
the following spurts in the bowl of his palm.

As Nick's panting eased, Josh milked out the final drops, squeezing up from
the base of the boy's dick all the way to the top. He looked around to see
JC staring apprehensively at the milky fluid in his palm.

"Let me see you put your tongue in it," Josh told the boy.

By this stage, JC appeared completely beaten. Obediently he raised his palm
to his lips and dipped his tongue into the sticky mess, immediately pulling
a face.

"Good boy," said Josh. "The rest goes round Nick's arse and balls, just
like he did with you."

Nick was pushed flat onto his back on the desk as Will and Simon pulled his
feet back towards his head, opening up his arse crack completely and
exposing a tightly puckered hole, surrounded by a few curly blond hairs.

Hesitantly, JC smeared the cum from his hand across his friend's virgin
entrance, massaging it in with his fingertips and rubbing the remainder
across the boy's ball sac.

Josh stood and watched the boys for a moment, enjoying the show. These two
boys, whose previous experience consisted solely of quick, curious glances
in the school showers, were now intimately acquainted with each other's
bodies.

"Right, on your feet, Nick." The SDO ordered. He waited until the blond boy
had climbed down off the desk to stand next to his friend before
continuing. "You'll be pleased to know that the worst of the punishment is
now over. We'll just get you cleaned up and that will be the end of the
matter; you'll be free to go."

Leaving the teens standing there, Josh moved off to one side, indicating
that the two prefects should follow him. He lowered his voice so that Will
and Simon had to lean in close to hear. "I'd like your help for this last
part," he said. "If you're agreeable, I'll give you a wet towel each and
let you take care of the cleaning up."

Will gave a barely concealed smile and nodded. Josh had had him do
something similar before, cleaning up another boy, Michael Meadows.

Simon, however, looked a little apprehensive. "You mean we have to use the
towels to clean their... dicks and stuff." Towards the end of the sentence
he hesitated and his face reddened slightly.

Nodding, Josh gave a grin. "You don't have to if you don't want. Strictly
speaking, I'm stretching the rules a bit in letting you do anything other
than stand and observe, but I thought it was something you might enjoy." He
glanced significantly down at the large bulge at Simon's groin, causing the
prefect's colour to deepen further. "Also, this final small punishment will
finish the session off nicely. I'd like you to take a boy each; Will, you
take JC, Simon can take Nick, and do a thorough cleaning job. Start off at
the front and wipe everything properly, including pulling the foreskin back
and wiping underneath. When you're done there, move down to their balls,
then between their legs and finish off by getting them to turn and bend
over so that you can clean between their arse cheeks. Are you up for it?"

"I'm game," said Will, giving a grin of his own.

"Yeah, OK then," said Simon, still looking a bit embarrassed. "I'll give it
go."

"Great. But just one more thing," said Josh. "Don't forget that neither of
you are allowed to say anything to anyone else about what has happened here
today. If you do, you break rule 14 and that would be treated much more
seriously than anything these boys have done. I don't want to find myself
in a position where I have to paddle either of you."

"No problem," said Will. "Don't worry, you can trust us to keep quiet."

Satisfied, Josh went over to the sink and taking a couple of small
hand-towels, he wet them under the cold water tap and squeezed out the
excess water. Returning to Will and Simon, he handed them a towel each.

"Hey, what're you doing?" Nick demanded, stepping back as Simon approached
him.

"Stand still," Josh snapped. "These two gentlemen are going to help clean
you up. The easiest thing, as far as you are concerned, would be to
cooperate and let them get on with it. You can make a fuss if you like, but
it's going to happen anyway, whether you like it or not."

Will was already on his knees in front of JC. The older boy reached out and
took hold of the young teen's limp dick, wiping around it with the damp
towel. JC just stood and watched, saying nothing, his face blank.

Nick, on the other hand, was obviously far from happy at the prospect of
being touched so intimately by his older brother's best friend. He looked
down, scowling, as Simon rather hesitantly lifted his sticky cock with his
fingers.

Leaning back on the desk, Josh watched as the two prefects performed their
allotted tasks. Will had a direct, no nonsense approach, getting stuck in
as if handling the genitalia of younger boys was something he did every
day. Simon started off much more nervously, though his confidence improved
a little as he went along, his fingers wrapped firmly around Nick's cock as
if it were a handle while he used the towel on the boy's balls.

Will had pushed JC's foreskin back as far as it would go and was using a
corner of the towel to wipe the sensitive, exposed crown. This caused JC to
squirm slightly and his cock began to harden in the prefect's hand. It
seemed that Will was taking advantage of the situation, as he slid the
loose skin backwards and forwards over the head, masturbating the youngster
back to a full erection. It appeared to Josh that Will's confidence with
this sort thing had grown dramatically since he had "cleaned up" Michael
Meadows, a couple of weeks ago, and the SDO wondered if the prefect had
perhaps been getting some practical sexual experience recently.

Next to Will, Simon appeared much more tense. The bulge in the
eighteen-year-old's pants was testament to the fact that he was getting a
thrill from being able to get his hands on Nick's cute body, but his manner
appeared hurried and nervous as if he were doing something he
shouldn't. He'd already finished Nick's front and had the boy turned around
and bent over with his arse cheeks pulled apart. Josh suppressed a grin as
he watched Simon hesitate for a moment and then have a quick, almost
furtive feel in the boy's arse crack with his bare fingertips before going
in with the towel. Nick gave a soft grunt at the invasion and stumbled
forwards a step. Simon stopped the boy's forward movement by quickly
grabbing his bare thigh.

"Alright boy's, that'll do," said Josh, after watching Will use his towel
on JC's behind. "Stand and face me, hands at your sides."

Looking drained, the fifteen-year-olds turned once more to face the
SDO. Red faced, JC was still sporting an erection, the result of Will's
handling. Nick's cock hung limply downwards.

"We're done here," said Josh. "The punishment session is now over. However,
before I let you get dressed there are a couple of things I need to say to
you. What you did was stupid and you've paid the price for it. If are ever
sent to see me again for anything like that, the price will be far
higher. Do you understand me?" He paused to allow for sullen nods from both
boys. "As I explained earlier, today's session was covered by rule 14. This
means that nothing will appear in the public logs; the only people who will
know exactly what has happened here are the five of us and my supervisor
when he reads the full, private log. If either of you takes it upon
yourselves to reveal details to anyone else and I get to know about it,
then rule 14 becomes void and the full log will be posted. Is that part
clear?" This time the nodding was much more emphatic.

Josh allowed his face to soften into a smile. "Just one more thing. The
pair of you are obviously very good friends. Don't let anything that has
happened today get in the way of that friendship. Good friends are too hard
to come by."

JC turned his head slightly and looked worriedly at his friend out of the
corner of his eye, a second later Nick responded with a brief smile and an
almost inaudible "We're OK."

"Good," said Josh. "You'd better get yourselves dressed then. Times getting
on."

The boy's didn't need telling twice. It took little more than a minute for
them to pull their clothes on and make themselves decent enough to leave.

After the younger boys had gone, Josh turned to the two prefects. "I think
that went quite well," he said.

"I'm just glad you weren't around when we were their age," said Simon, with
a wry grin.

"Well, you'd still better be careful," Josh laughed, "I have the power to
punish the prefects just the same as the younger boys. Break the rules and
you might find yourself on the receiving end."

"Could be fun," said Will, looking directly at Josh.

The SDO shook his head and gave a laugh. "I won't even comment."

"If you're done with us, I'll be off," said Will.

"Yeah," said Josh. "That's all for today."

"Great, thanks for letting us watch. It was sort of fun." Will turned to
Simon. "I've got the car if you'd like a lift home."

Simon shrugged. "Sure, sounds good."

"Thanks for the help guys," said Josh, as the teens went out together. "And
be good."

"Oh, we will," said Will, giving a grin over his shoulder.

**********

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