Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2009 04:44:44 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 35 of Tim and Michel, sequal of highschool humiliation

Hi there guys, sorry it was a long wait, I am a bit behind writing but
hopefully getting up to speed soon again. But here is a new chapter of Tim
and Michel. If you want to read my other stories check them out on
www.timsfunplace.com. Or write and let me know what you think of the story
so far at noway16@hotmail.com. I want to thank Caleb for his encouraging
words and lots of new idea's for future chapters. Ok go and have fun with
this new chapter now ...


I got up and went upstairs.  I called Michel and told him everything.
Although he had a laugh about what had happened, he was a bit concerned
about what they were going to do in the future.  He also instructed me not
to cum or even to play with myself until the following Saturday ... not
even when Justin would be there on Friday.  He made me promise to obey and
I immediately started to think about what a great Saturday we'd be having.
We'd invited Brandon and Stephan to come along, too, so we'd have a nice
day out together.  I'm sure that Michel had some devious plans of his own
but I suspected we'd have lots of fun, whatever was going to happen.

At the Friday morning general meeting at school, no one reportedly needed
to be punished, although there was tension in the air because there were
some would have loved it if punishments would have happened.  The principal
announced at the start of homeroom that there were a few three-times
offenders but the list was shorter than a week ago and none of our class
had breached any of the rules.

So it was an easy Friday, all in all, I thought.  Gym was rather a
stressful period as I had to change as quickly as I could.  The teacher
told us that next Friday we'd have an extra swimming session to see who
would be selected for the training team for next year's swim competitions.

Well, what was new, I thought.  I'd started to relax a bit and was looking
forward to Justin's arrival.  I did my homework as soon as I got home and I
was ready when Justin knocked.  His visit would mean chores would have to
be done on Sunday evening but I could live with that.  We had a wonderful
time that evening, chatting about an awful lot of stuff.  Most of it was
about some boys he'd met.  He suspected they were gay and of course I had
to tell him a few of the things that had happened down here.  I didn't go
into too much detail about my dealings with my mom.

On Saturday morning, my mom walked into my room again.  Damn!  I hated
that.  I was still wearing a pair of the Walt Disney brand underwear and I
had a big morning erection in it.

"You'd better get up, have a shower, and then prepare for your dad's
cleaning inspection if you want that finished before your friends arrive."

"OK ... I will ... don't worry."

"Your dad will be up here in 10 minutes, so hurry up."

She didn't move so I concluded that she wanted to see me get out of bed.  I
threw back my blankets and got out.  Some part of me thought that if this
is what she wants, this is what she'll get.  I wanted to get a towel out
but she was in the way.  "You don't need a towel; your dad will do the
inspection ... then you can dry.  Go see him."

I walked out the door but this time I looked back when I heard her opening
my drawers.  She was going to get my clothes out.  Damn!  I hated her and I
think my feelings were clearly visible on my face.

When I was finished showering, I walked back to my room all wet, and was
happy to see my mom had gone.  A minute later, Dad entered.

"Wait!" I heard my mom scream from downstairS.

"You go up to Tim's room, Justin.  You can see what a very childish boy he
really is."

"No ... please ... dad.  Don't allow him to see this," I begged.

"Sorry ... I've no control over her, as you know.  You're just lucky your
mom isn't doing this."

"I suppose."

Justin entered and looked at us.  "Hmm ... I'd better go, I guess," he
stammered.

"No, I think your aunt sent you up on purpose.  You see, Tim has been
behaving rather childishly lately, so we have some new house rules and one
of them is to check on Saturday morning whether he'd cleaned himself
properly during the week."

"Oh, OK.  Do you want me here, Tim," Justin asked me.

Before I could say anything, my mom screamed from somewhere along the hall,
"No, Justin ... Tim has no say in what goes on, so let's get this over
with.  Your friends will be here soon."

My dad came closer to me and I heard Justin close the door.

"OK ... let's get this over with.  I don't like this any more that you do,
Tim."

He started with my hair and moved on to check my face, ears, eyes ... then
he went down to check the cleanliness of my groin, then my legs, feet and
my nails.  When he finished, he said, "OK, turn around and bend over
... let's see if you're clean elsewhere."

I blushed as I did as I was ordered and, before I knew it, my dad and
Justin were looking straight into my hole.

"OK ... looks good ... now turn around.  I see you have no hair at all on
your balls and dick any more."

"No, the doctor shaved me last Wednesday."

"OK ... maybe you should think about keeping it that way as it's easier to
keep yourself clean that way.  Now, something I didn't have to do when you
were a younger child but need to do now, is to inspect your dick."

He took it into his hands.  It jumped.  "Wow, take it easy, Tim.  Don't
shoot on me."

Justin laughed, I blushed.  How embarrassing, I thought.  My dad then
pulled my foreskin down over the head.  It was a bit red down there but I
think it had been like that since the doctor's visit last Wednesday.  It
had hurt first as well but that pain was now all gone.

"You'd better make sure that you take care of this as it smells a bit
dirty, Tim."

"OK, I will, dad"

He let go of it and I let out a deep sigh.

"Hmmm, just in time.  OK, get dressed and we'll see you downstairs in a few
minutes ... or do you want me to send your other friends up?"

"Up, please."

I told Justin what had happened at school, the letter and mom's reaction to
it.  I didn't tell him about the shopping trip, though.  I showed him the
undies I had had to choose from and looked at the clothes she had put out
for me.  It was an old t-shirt which was tight, a pair of white striped
underwear, and some very old shorts.  I put the outfit on.

"Oh, Tim!  You now look the way Michel might have dressed you."

"Yea ... tell me about it!  That's what makes this all so strange.  I just
hope it'll all be over soon."

We chatted a bit more and then I heard some noises downstairs.

Soon, Stephan and Brandon entered the room.  I introduced them to Justin
and watched how Brandon reacted to Justin ... a bit like Michel and I had
responded to him.  Justin was just what Brandon would fall for.  Now we
just had to see how it would all go.  Stephan looked at me and said,
"You're looking hot as usual, Tim."

 "Thanks, Stephan," I answered.

"So ... any of you know what we're going to do today?" Brian asked.

"I've no idea, but I'm sure Michel has come up with something."

"Oh, I'm sure he has, too ... but I'm not sure I'll like it, though," Brian
said.  "And what was it with your mom, Tim?  She seemed very, very happy to
see me again."

"She detests Michel, so I guess she's just happy to see you back again.  I
have no idea why, but you're still one of her favorites."

"Ah, well ... we'll see."

Then Michel entered the room.

"Ah ... good ... everyone is here already.  Then we can get things
organized and we can go."

"Where are we going, Michel?" Brandon asked.

"You'll see ... we'll end up having fun, though."

"Oh, and you want us just to trust you?" he said.

"Come on, Brandon!  Have I ever done anything to hurt you?"

"Hmmm ... well, there was that time on the sports field," he said.

"That ... that was a miscalculation and, so far I can tell, all you
received was a lot of wanted attention."

Brandon shrugged. "So, that still leaves the question ... what are we going
to do?"

"Well, sit down on the bed and I'll tell you.  First of all, William will
join us later.  His brother will also meet us there and William will spend
the rest of the day with us.  I didn't think it would be a good idea for
them to join us here.  Your uncle told you what I had in mind, Stephan,
right?"

"Yes, he did ... not precisely ...but I was told to expect anything and to
play along when necessary."

"So you're OK with that?"

"Yea, as long as the others play along as well."

"Well, that's kind of the idea.  I have six names on pieces of paper, four
names of places, and four tasks to do.  We're going to select them one at a
time.  Two tasks are for the trip out and one is for the trip back.  And,
if you've counted, I'm included myself and I'll be the only one that knows
all the tasks and places in advance.  Tim will have to do two, however;
he'll join one of you in a task but only after he's done one on his own.
He'll have to tell us when he's ready to do the second task, though he'll
not know who he's doing it with or what it entails.  Now ... to start off,
I have some clothes for all of you to wear today.  So let's change first."

It seemed like Michel had planned it all out.  We'd have a day of fun.  I
was sure, though, that the tasks were certainly going to be a challenge.  I
was surprised that Brandon was included and also that Stephan was in favor
of something like this.  But then again ... he knew his uncle and his ways,
so ...

We started to change, taking the clothes that Michel handed to us.  When we
were finished, we ended up as follows:

Justin was wearing a sports uniform, although his shorts were rather long
and tight instead of short and loose.  His t-shirt reached just over his
crotch area and was white.  I hadn't seen his undies so I didn't really
know what kind and color they were.

Brandon was wearing a tight blue shirt, nicely showing off his nipples.  He
had normal shorts on, though, which looked rather nice on him.  There
wasn't anything really humiliating about his outfit, just showing off his
assets with his muscles and all.  Stephan was also wearing a white t-shirt
which was hanging quite low; his shorts, green in color, looked quite nice
on him.  I knew that Michel had worn them before.

Michel had a red shirt on, quite light, which ended a bit below his crotch.
He also wore a pair of his older shorts as they looked quite tight.

I'd been given a very tight white shirt that was almost too short and a
pair of tight white cotton pants which, I presumed, gave a good view of my
colored briefs beneath.

"OK, I think we're ready to go.  We're going to take two backpacks with us
as well.  First we'll go to the bus stop where we'll meet up with William."

"Oh, Tim ... come here for a moment," he took me aside.

"Did you pee this morning?"

"Yea, I did ... once so far."

"OK ... you're allowed to pee during the day if you need to, but only with
your underwear on.  As soon as we get home, you can pee normally again."

"You mean I need to wet my undies?"

"Well, or just keep it under control all day," he smiled.

"Damn!  Do you really think I can?"

"You can try."

I thought about it.  I hadn't had much to drink that morning and, if I were
careful, I just might be OK.

"OK, let's catch up with the others."

When we got to the bus stop, William was already there.  His brother had
just told him to behave and do as he was told and then his brother left.

"OK, guys ... the first task is one that I'll assign to myself; the rest of
the day's tasks will be yours to do.  When we get onto the bus, I'll sit by
the window and Tim will sit beside me.  I'll hand my pants to Brandon who
will sit behind us.  I'll keep sitting in my underwear until we leave the
bus.  I'll only put them back on then and not before."

There were a few snickers at that.  The bus arrived quickly and we started
to get in.  Michel was walking in front of me and, when we reached the rear
seats, he quickly pulled his pants off and dove into his seat.  He didn't
seem as sure of himself as I thought he would have been.

I thought that he was getting off easy: he was against the window and, when
we got off, so many people got off with us that Michel was able to use us
as shields to hide his state of undress.  Walking between two buses, he put
his trousers back on.

`Hmmm ... wasn't that just a bit too easy, Michel?" Brandon asked.

"Well, maybe for you experience exhibitionists, but not for me," he said,
blushing.

"So did you get hard at all?" Justin asked.

"Hmmm ... no ... sorry, guys, but this doesn't seem to do anything for me."

"Well, let's see about the others then," Stephan said.

"Oh, we will!  Let's get into town."

We walked towards the middle of the shopping area.

"OK.  So this is going to be the first task for you guys.  Let's see what
it's going to be."

We gathered around him.  He got out three bags and opened the first one
which contained some yellow pieces of paper.

"These have the name of a specific place where a task will take place.
After picking out a piece of paper which determines the place, I'll pick a
green note which has a specific task on it, followed then by a blue note
which selects the person who will do the task in that place."

"OK ... and what are the rest of us doing in the meantime?" Stephan asked.

"Enjoy, embarrass and watch, I'd say," Justin said with a smile.

Michel unfolded the first note.  "The first task is going to take place in
the park.  Let's see what the task is, then we'll go there and then pick a
name."

He pulled a note from the bag with the green notes in it.  "Ok, the task is
as follows: go and sit on a bench, take your trousers off, and wank until
you cum in your briefs.  Then pull on your trousers again.  For all the
tasks, you'll need to make sure you cum in your briefs at the end."

"Or, in other words," Justin said, "we'll all be wet all day."

"This seems like a more embarrassing task than the first one," Stephan
smiled.

"Well, it may well be.  Let's go and see who the lucky guy is who'll be
cumming for the first time today."

We got to the park and we gathered on the grass, just opposite a bench.  "I
think that that bench down there is a good place, don't you think?  Not too
open but still the path is used quite a bit and we'll be watching the
person from down here."

"Sounds like a plan," Stephan said with a bit of a tremble in his voice.

My dick had gone hard again and I saw that William was hard and shaking a
little, too.  I knew we were so easily aroused.

"Well, the lucky guy is ..."  Michel picked a name out of that bag and
said, "William.  You're up first, it seems."

I saw him swallowing hard.  "So I need to sit down, take off my trousers
and then wank in my underwear, right?"

"Yea ... that's the first part of the task, at least," Michel said.  "But
this'll be the only time you'll need to wank in public today.  For the rest
of the day, you can keep your shorts on."

"Hmmm ...  OK.  Well, I guess I'd better get it over with," he said with
more confidence in his voice than showed on his face.

He was wearing a white shirt that reached just above his shorts, so his
shirt-tail probably wouldn't cover his briefs while he was wanking.  His
shorts were light blue, so I wasn't sure what would happen if they got wet
but I had quite a good idea that his leaking cum stain would be more
visible than on a white or dark pair of shorts.

"If you need to stop or anything, just do so, William.  But make us proud."

He looked at us with a smile and continued to walk to the bench.  He looked
around and then, just before he sat down, he looked around and pulled his
light blue shorts off.  Underneath he was wearing white briefs with some
cartoons on them.

He sat down.  His shirt wasn't long enough to cover the briefs.  He started
to wank quickly and, bye the look of it, he was very hard almost
immediately.  I noticed there were some people getting closer but they
might take the intersecting path that crossed before the bench.  I saw that
William kept looking to both sides.  His hand was moving up and down faster
and faster and I could see that he was almost there.  Before the people got
too close, he shot and stopped moving his hand.  In the meantime the
strangers continued to walk in William's direction.  William didn't look at
them but quickly stood up with his back to them and pulled his shorts back
on.  He decided to sit down instead of walking towards us.  They looked at
him but didn't say anything.  William then got up and walked over to us.
When he got closer, I could see a little wet spot on his shorts.  I'd been
right ... in a short period of time, it'd be very obvious that he had a wet
spot.

"Damn!  I was lucky that I was hard and horny, so I came fast."

"Yea, that was almost no fun!  You were able to sit, wank and finish before
we could even blink, William," Michel complained.

"But I did the task, didn't I?"

"Yea, you did for sure.  No criticism ... and your cum stain will be
visible for some time as well," Michel pointed out, looking down at
William's crotch.

Stephan and Brandon laughed a bit.

"Hmmm ... you might want to stay close to us," Justin chuckled.

"How many more tasks, Michel?" he asked.

"Another four ...."

"Well, I can cum that many times a day without a problem, so that's not a
challenge," William said, laughing.

We walked back out of the park, back to the shopping area again.  "Now,
let's see who'll be doing the next task.  After that, we'll do some
shopping."

When we got to the main square, Michel opened the bag again with the yellow
task notes in it.

"OK,, the next task is going to take place at McDonalds.  It seems that
we'll be having an early lunch, guys."

"Hmmm ... I wonder what we're going to eat and drink," Stephan said.

Some of us laughed at that.

"OK, next task," Michel said.  He took a green note out of the bag and read
what it said.

"Seems to be a long task," Brandon observed.

"Well, it'll be a longer one for sure," Michel said, having read the task.

:"So, what's it going to be?" Justin wanted to know.

"Oh, well ... this might be fun.  One of us is going to have to go into the
toilet, take off his pants and his underwear.  He then needs to jack off.
When he comes, he must make sure it all falls on the front side of his
underwear."

"Oh, more wet spots!" Brandon said, joking.

"Well, not exactly," Michel continued.  "The person has to put his trousers
back on but leave the underwear in the stall.  He needs to return to the
table.  Then another person will go into the toilet and will jack off onto
the underwear, too.  He'll leave the underwear and come back to us."

"Hardly a task," Stephan said now.

"Oh, I'm not done yet.  Then the first guy has to go back into the stall
again, take his trousers off and put the underwear back on.  When he puts
the trousers back on, however, he's not allowed to zip up.  He needs to
return to our table with his zipper open.  He needs to keep it open until
the next person starts the next task."

"Wow! " William said.  "I'm lucky I've done mine."

"Yea ... but you still need to come before we leave the McDonalds,
understood?"

"Yea, I know, Michel.  Don't worry ... the idea of them coming in the
toilet already has got me hard."

We laughed at that spontaneous admission.  William certainly had lost his
shyness about what we were doing.

"So let's see who's the lucky guy," Michel said with a smile.

He opened the bag with the blue notes and put his hand inside.  "First, the
one who's going to do the task.  Then the second name I pick will be the
one who'll add the second cum contribution.  That second name goes back in
the bag for later tasks."

He took one piece of paper out and handed it to Brandon.  "Here, you open
it," he said.

Brandon opened it and looked at me first ... smiled ... and then looked
towards Stephan.  When he opened his mouth, though, he turned to Justin and
said, "Your turn, Justin."

"Oh, my god!" Justin said.

"Here, you pick your assistant in this task," Michel said and handed Justin
the blue bag so he could take one of our names out of it.

"So, who is it?" Stephan asked, a bit too eager for my liking.

"It's you, Brandon," Justin said with something of a shy laugh in his
voice.

"Oh, yea," Brandon said with joy in his voice.  Let's get them wet, then.
I've been ready and fully loaded for this."

We got to McDonalds and ordered some food.  I tried to order no drink but
Michel got me a giant-sized one and smiled as he handed it to me.

We took a table not too far away from the toilet entrance.

After we'd eaten a bit, Michel looked at Justin.  "Don't you think it's
time for you to get in there, Justin?"

"Hmmm ... I guess.  I must admit, it's a bit busier than I thought it would
be," he said.

"Well, go for it.  I'm ready to do my bit," Brandon said, teasing Justin
again.

Justin stood up and I could tell that his trousers projected a lot more
than before.

"See you in a minute," he said.

It took him about five minutes or so before he came back to the table.  He
was quite flushed.

"Hmmm ... damn!  Someone went into the stall after I left," he said.

There were a few chuckles when Michel said, "Well, maybe one load is
enough.  You'd better get in there, Brandon."

Brandon got up with a smile on his face.  "I'm going to soak them, Justin."

After about two minutes or so, Justin pointed.  "That's the guy that went
in after me."

The guy he pointed at was in his early twenties or so.  He looked around
and, when he saw Justin, he stopped and smiled at him.

"Oh ... I think he spotted you," Michel said, laughing.  "I wonder what he
did with it?"

"He might have peed on it," Stephan said.

"No way!  I'm going to cum on then," Justin said, looking at Michel for an
answer.

"You'll do whatever you're supposed to do.  It'll be all right."

"I hope so."

We waited for another three minutes or so.  Then Brandon came back, a huge
smile on his face.

"You'd better get in there and put them back on, Justin.  We want your
undies to be as cummy and wet as possible."

"He didn't pee on them, did he?" Justin asked.

"The guy that went in after you?" Brandon asked.

"Yea."

"No, I don't think so.  But hurry up before anyone else does anything."

With that, Justin hurried off to the toilet.

"So what did you find there, Brandon?" Michel asked.

"Here, read this," he said, putting a note on the table.

"I'm not sure what's going on, but I thought I'd make it a bit wetter.  It
has a very nice smell now.  I came without a problem."

"Oh, wow ... those briefs are going to be soaking wet!"

"You bet they will, " Brandon smiled, now looking at the toilet entrance,
waiting for Justin to come out.  We all looked for Justin to appear.

"Hmmm ... what colored underwear was he wearing?" Stephan asked.

"You'll see in a moment ... the wetness will show on his shorts for sure,"
Brandon said.

We saw Justin come out of the toilet.  He blushed furiously as we looked
downward very quickly.  Oh, no, I thought ... he was wearing yellow briefs.
His zipper was indeed open and we could see bits of his underwear.  But the
yellow cloth was now more evident against the white of his shorts around
his zipper.  I think his cummy underwear was stuck to his shorts and
soaking them at the same time.

He approached us as quickly as he could.

"Looking good," Brandon whispered to him as he sat down.

"Did you cum that much or did the other bloke add quite a load, too?"

"Read this," Brandon said as he handed Justin the note.

"I'm not sure I can go out like this," Justin said.

"Oh, you can ... and we'll be close by," Michel said.

"You're hard now, aren't you?" Brandon whispered again.

"You bet!  What do you think, with your cum surrounding my cock?" he said.
He blushed even more now.  I thought that his reaction was a bit overdone,
to be honest, and he realized that perhaps he'd spoken too quickly.  He
looked towards Michel and said, "So ... when is the next task?"

"After we've done some shopping ... so, if everyone is finished, we can
go."

"I have some soda left, if someone wants some more," Stephan pointed out.
"I think McDonalds always gives too much."

"Oh, I think Tim might like a bit more."

"No, I've had enough," I said quickly with a pleading look on my face, in
the hopes that Michel wouldn't make me drink more.

"I think you'd better, Tim, or you'll be thirsty later on."

I sighed and took the drink from Stephan.  I'd hoped there'd be just a bit
left, but it was at least half full.  I slowly drank it, looking a bit
angrily at Michel.  I got up, following the others out.

Justin kept walking close to us, more or less in the middle, afraid he'd
show his soaking wet patch.  A nice wet spot showed off the yellow briefs
underneath.  Even if he'd been allowed to zip up, he'd still be showing off
more than he would want to show.

We did some shopping and then Michel said it was time to continue.  Only
Brandon, Stephan and I were left to do a task.

He took a piece of paper out of the bag and read, "The next task will take
place on the market square."

We walked over there and wondered what would happen now.  Michel took out
the next note and read it: "You'll have to get completely undressed and
then go in the fountain for a dip.  You can leave your shoes on and, if you
wish, your undies as well."

"Oh, damn!" Brandon said.  "Stripping down here with all these people
around ... are you going mad, Michel?"

"Oh, no.  I think we're just having some fun.  We'll start the task and see
how far the dare can go.  And it doesn't need to be long."

"No, I guess not ... but still.  I hope I won't have to do this one."

"OK, Justin ... your turn to select who's going to attempt this task."

"Hmmm ... I hope Brandon ... which would involve some payback for getting
my underwear so wet."

He took the note out and opened it.  He looked at Brandon and said, "Sorry.
It's you, Tim," he said as he turned towards me.

I took a deep breath.  I looked around.  I saw some people sitting on the
terraces outside and quite a few walking around as well.  All in all there
must have been at least 80 people or so nearby.

"OK, we're going to make this a bit easier for you ... we're going to dare
you out loud in a moment."

"Oh ... and that'll help?"

"Well, it might ... it'll seem less strange when you do what you're asked
to do."

"Yea ... but with so many people watching."

"Let's get going, guys," William urged.

I saw that he was hard again and his hand was moving up and down inside his
pockets.  His shorts had dried but would stain again soon ... I knew that.

Michel, Brandon and Stephan all dared me and, as we got closer to the
fountain, Michel whispered, "Come on, Tim ... get going."

I started to remove my shoes, then my socks and I looked up.  I took my
t-shirt off and then I got ready to slip off my white shorts to reveal my
light blue undies.  I didn't really want to walk around in them but there
was little choice.

"You're going to keep them on?" Michel said, daring me.

`You want me to take them off?"

"It was one of the options.  If you want to walk around in them wet
... well, that is up to you."

I looked around.  When I focused on Justin's eyes, he asked, "Are you
really going to take them off?"

I pondered this option for sure and then I thought ... what the hell?  I'm
not revealing a lot more than I have already ... am so I slid my fingers
under my waistband and pushed them down.

Brandon and Justin whistled at the same time.

I turned around and felt quite a number of eyes focus on my bum and, when I
got to the fountain, also from the other side as people looked straight at
my crotch.  I jumped in and got under the water.

I heard some applause from several bystanders and then decided it was time
to get out.  The guys were still standing close by my clothes.  They moved
away a bit as I stood up and got out.

More whistles. "Come here, you guys."

They didn't walk away, they just moved further long ... butt it meant
another five meters more to walk than when I entered the fountain.  Michel
handed me a towel we'd bought earlier that morning and I started to dry
myself and cover up at the same time.

"Looking good!" Michel said with a laugh.

My dick which had shriveled a bit while I was in the fountain, started to
get hard now as I rubbed to dry it.  The problem now, of course, that I
definitely needed to go to the toilet.  I'd thought about peeing in the
fountain but I knew that that was not allowed as the rule was I could only
pee at home or while still wearing my underwear.  So now, with the sound of
water surrounding me, I really needed to pee.  I focused on getting dressed
but I saw Michel check me out and I knew what he was waiting for.  He
wasn't going to get the satisfaction of the humiliation of watching me pee
in my underwear.

I was happy being dressed again and I knew that I was at least half way
through this ordeal.  Now I needed to do one more task, either with Brandon
or with Stephan.  I decided it wasn't going to be Brandon but with Stephan.

He took a piece of paper out of the first bag.  "OK, guys, here is the next
location.  We need to go into one of the bigger department stores for the
next task."

He slipped his hand into the second bag.  "Oh, this is a nice one!" and he
smiled.  "I guess this one will sound familiar to you, Tim."

"What is it?"

"Well, the task is to go and buy some underwear for yourself, but pretend
that you're doing this for the first time so the assistant will have to
measure your inner leg and, of course, you'll have to ask for some help in
selecting something appropriate.  While doing this, your zipper will be
open."

"Well, let's see who it'll be ... it could be either Brandon or Stephan."
I smiled at them.

"Justin ... again, it's your choice.  Pick a name."  He did and opened it.

"Hmmm ... I guess you're lucky, ...


So what do you think. A lot of stuff happening and oh do you think Tim can
hold his pee?  If you want to read my other stories check them out on
www.timsfunplace.com. Or write and let me know what you think of the story
so far at noway16@hotmail.com. I want to thank Caleb for his encouraging
words and lots of new idea's for future chapters. Ok I should be back soon
with more stuff. I am also working on a follow up of Coach's Assistant, the
story of Nick and Francis and new adventures of them will be coming soon
too.