Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 00:29:44 PDT
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: High School Humilliation Chapter 4 and 5

Chapter 4 High School Humiliation

The next morning when I woke up, my attention was immediately drawn to the
chair beside me were the jockstrap was lying. I didn't know what would be
happening. If I had to be in the same room with the other kids just wearing
that little thing for underwear I surely would get a hard on. I just
started to think about how I could prevail that.

I put my clothes on. I didn't wear jeans like I normally did. They were too
tight and my dick could be seen right through it if my dick got hard. So
when I came down my mother looked at my and said, "Well, you look handsome
in those trousers. You should wear them more often then those stupid
jeans."  I just did if I didn't hear it and took the newspaper.

After breakfast I went to ride to the station and get the train to school.
The gym lesson was not the last hour but the third just before our morning
break. I still had a bottle of pee in my bag. I took an empty one with me
this morning so that should last whole day.

I was walking right behind Brandon on the way from the station to school. I
could see his beautiful hair hanging over his shoulders. I had trouble to
control my self and not touching it. I saw through his trousers that he was
wearing a small brief, his jeans were so tight that you could see the lines
of his brief.

Just before entering the school Brandon waited a moment until I was there
and he asked, "Well, do you have your jockstrap on?"

"Yes, Brandon," I said, "just as you told me"

"We will see", and while he said that he gave me a tick on my bottom.
Knowing that there was no underwear it came a little bit harder than it
normally did.

The first two hours past by. I already knew that it was almost impossible
to obey Brandon completely. Our second hour of the day was on the other
side than the gym. Other kids including Brandon would be there before I
could.

Despite that I wanted to be sure that I was one of the first from my class.
When the bell went I took a sprint through the building. When I arrived I
was not the first one there and Brandon was already standing in his
underwear knowing that I had lost this one. I would still try to please him
as much as I could. So instead of putting my bag in the corner and starting
to undress myself with my T-shirt and blouse I quickly put of my shoes and
started to button down my trouser. When I look up, I saw that Brandon was
looking quite openly if I was wearing indeed the jockstrap. The moment I
put of my trousers there were still kids entering, so I would be in my
jockstrap for a long time.

There I was standing in my jockstrap. I looked around and saw some of the
kids looking back, not at my face but a little bit lower. I saw Brandon; he
walked towards the toilets, still wearing only his underwear. He waved with
his hand, telling me to follow him. Nobody seemed to notice it. So I
started my way over to the other side. It was just if I could feel every
part of my bottom, knowing that it was for all to see. When I came in the
toilet Brandon was standing at the sink.

"Well done," he said, "I never thought that you would do it. Because you
weren't the first one in, you are going to get another chance when we are
finished"

I didn't answer him but just nod. He walked out of the toilet in to the
lockers again. I knew I had to go back again right to the other side.
Nobody said anything but I could feel his or her looks at me. When I was
back at my corner I looked around to see if everybody was ready. One or two
just entered so I had to wait a while. I started to unpack my bag trying to
find something. The whole time standing with my butt for all to see. I
heard some whispering on the other side but when I looked in that direction
they stopped. So it would have been about my.

In that same way I saw that the last two who had entered had their gym
shorts on so I could do the same. It was just in time because my dick
started to get hard. Even when I had seen Brandon alone in the gym I could
control it. But it just started to become too much.

When I had my gym shorts on, I looked down and saw that they fit quite
tight around the jockstrap. This mends that I should keep my mind on
something else for the complete hour.

We had to do all whole of a lot different kind of exercises that day. The
last one for me was at the rings. We had worked through the whole our in
pairs and just as I could to the rings there was Brandon. He was going to
be my partner over there. Coach just came by to tell what we had to do. If
one of us could not do the exercise the other one must help him by putting
his hand on the other ones bottom and pushing him. I saw Brandon smiling
and while he walked towards the rings he passed me and whispered, "You are
not doing that on your own, be sure that I must help you."

I stared at him knowing that if he were going to touch my bottom without
the underwear I probably would not be able to control my self. Only
thinking of him helping me made my dick a little harder. It also became
clear to me that if I would get a hard I had no time to let it go soft
again, because I had to be the first one of my gym shorts in the locker
room. Brandon was hinging in the rings already. He finished his routine
without the help of me and was finished after a minute or so.

I walked towards the rings and started with the routine. When the final
excercise came I let myself fall.

"Ok," coach said, he was just looked at me knowing that there was a good
chance that I was going to fall. "Go on, Brandon, help him."

I stood up again and took the rings and that time I felt the breath of
Brandon in my neck and his hands on my butt.

"Nice isn't it?" he said. While he was saying that he started to rub them a
little bit and pushing them so I could get up at the same time. He didn't
let go and with only the little material of gym shorts between my butt and
his hand you could imagine what happened.

I didn't say anything but I felt my dick gone hard, not a little but really
hard. With the help of Brandon I finished the exercise. I turned around to
Brandon; he was smiling and started even to laugh when he looked down at my
crotch. " Go on" he said, " You know you are supposed to be the first one
in the lockers. I went quickly and saw that some others were going in
also. Brandon was walking right behind me. Knowing that he wouldn't want to
miss anything.

When I entered the lockers I saw that I was still could be the first one to
be in my underwear (jockstrap for me). I got my shoes out of the way and
pulled my shorts down. My dick was still very hard and my butt felt if
Brandon had rubbed it hard. I had planned to stay with my backside to the
other kids while I was going through my bags again pretending to look for
something.

Then I heard Brandon shout, "Tim, come over hear some of the us didn't see
a jockstrap before and want to take a good look at it." Be a sport and turn
around and show us your jockstrap"

There was some laughter at the request of Brandon. The all supposed that I
wasn't going to do that. When I looked at him I saw that the whole group of
kids was standing in a half circle around Brandon.

"Come on," he said.

I turned myself around knowing that every body could see my very hard dick.
I turned red quickly and felt ashamed of the fact that all my class mates
could see the hard on I had. While I turned around I walked towards the
middle of the cirkel and thought that the best way to handle this was to
take it as a joke.

When I stood in the middle for everybody to see I started to turn around
ones in one direction and then back the other way around.  Then I looked
around and said "well this is the way the jockstraps is fitted at the
back." At that moment I went with my head to the ground, touching with my
hand my knees and with my bum in the air. When I came around I knew my hard
dick was even gone harder at that moment.

On one end of the circle I heard some kids say to each other, "Look, he is
enjoying himself his dick is stiff."

I became even harder but with the best smile I could make on my face I said
out loud, "It feels great you guys, you should try it yourself."

Some of them just laugh at that but I fought I had made the best out of the
situation. The coach came in and shouted: "You should all be out of here in
five minutes". He missed the show I just had given but he ended just in
time.

I looked at Brandon, he was smiling and it looked if I had done all right.

I waited to be sure that I was going to be the last one and when I came out
of the lockers Brandon was standing right there.

"That was done very well", he said. "Next time I must remember that you can
be very inventive towards unexpected situations. By the way I will see you
tonight around seven again. You can bring back my jockstrap. "

He didn't give me the time to answer him I knew I would be there. I was
going to obey him. I was too afraid that he would show anyone the
videotape. Even now after the show in the locker it would be came clear to
every one what I was.


Chapter 5 of High School Humiliation

I managed to get through the day without to many remarks. During lunch
break I didn't stay at school but went for a walk. I just couldn't
understand that I reacted so cool. I just did the right thing so that it
would not have been too obvious.

The afternoon went by. I didn't spoke with Brandon any more but new I had
to see him that evening. It was Friday so I could easily tell my partners
that I was going to a friend's place. When I came home at four o'clock, I
went to my room and started to change. I had to bring the jockstrap back to
Brandon that evening. When I was standing in the room only wearing
Brandon's jockstrap I could feel his hands again against my buttocks. I
started to imagine that he was touching them again right there and now. I
could feel how he tried to invade on my butt hole. I started to wriggle a
little bit. At the same time my hands were stroking my cock true the
jockstrap.

Just thinking about how I had felt the breath of Brandon in my neck just
blowing softly. Thinking about how I would turn my head and softly kiss him
on his beautiful well-formed lips. Just thinking about that made me cum not
realizing that I was still wearing Brandon's jockstrap. When I came to my
full senses again and felt the wet warm stain in the jockstrap I became
aware of what I had done. I took a look down at the jockstrap and started
to take it off. I took it to the sink and started to get some cum of it
with a towel. But instead of making the problem smaller it only became
bigger. At last there was a big sticky place on the jockstrap. I could not
clean it better and had no time to wash it before I had to go. I just had
to make the best of it. It would be dried before I would be at Brandon's
house. I put on jeans and a brief with a T-shirt and was ready to go. I
went down stairs were dinner was ready.

Just after diner I took my bicycle and went towards the station. Because it
was Friday night you could see that there were more people than on another
night.

I made sure I was in time at Brandon's house this time. I took a train to
early and walked around the station in the place were Brandon was living
before going to his house. Then just before I entered I tried to remember
where my bag with the bottles of piss was but I seemed to have left them at
home. Well this was going to be a good evening. I could only hope for the
best.

I rang at the doorbell and a moment later Brandon opened the door.

"You're on time," he said.

"Walk on in and wait in the living room, I will be there in a moment."

I went into the living room and took my place in front of the table. I
waited there for just a moment. After five minutes he came walking back
into the living room.

"So? Well, we are going to make up the score so fa?"

"First, take your clothes off."

I started to take of my cloths. When I undid my jeans he said, "Where is my
jockstrap?  You are wearing a brief now.  That is going to cost you one
penalty." " I didn't tell you to change at home in another pair of
underwear."

"I am sorry," I said, "I misunderstood you I thought you wanted to have the
jockstrap back"

"I did," Brandon said, "but that does not giving you the right to change
into something else".

"Okay, where is your jockstrap? Hand it to me."

I took the jockstrap out of my jacket and handed over to Brandon, trying to
hide the mark in front of it.

"You did well this morning during gym," he said. "Next time I don't expect
you to have an answer ready."

"Some of the kids found it the joke of the year and discussed it with
everybody at school"

"They didn't!" I said. My face became completely red just thinking about
all the stories about my hard on going around on school. It would be
difficult to go to school on Monday.

While Brandon was telling this he put the jockstrap beside him on the couch
without examining it.

"I don't see any bottle," he asked.

"I'm sorry, I did exactly as you told and collected every drop of pee
during the last two day's."

"I can't check this, so this is going to be penalty two for today. You have
earned penalty three, by the way, by not being on time in the lockers this
morning. Before I am going to tell you what the penalty's are, I have one
more question: Did you masturbate at home during the last two day's?"

I looked at him and said, "Well I have done it yesterday once and this
afternoon when I came home"

"In the future you are only aloud to cum as I tell you. Understood?"

"Yes, Brandon" I just couldn't imagine how he was going to control this,
because I could not stop masturbate. I did this almost every evening before
going to bed.

"First of all you are going to masturbate for me again and put it in the
glass again which is behind you on the table".

I turned my head and saw that the glass was still filled with the cum of
last time. It looked even if there was something more in.

"Well go on" he said.

I started to show him my stuff. Because I came only a few hours ago it took
me a little while before I became horny again. I started to think again
about Brandon touching my bum earlier that day. I closed my eyes and a
moment later I was just in time to get the glass and my cum spurted into
it. When I opened my eyes I saw that Brandon had the Jockstrap in his
hands.

"That was beautiful, the way you closed your eyes before cumming. By the
way what is this inside my jockstrap it looks like it is all sticky in one
spot"

I turned red and said, "I came this afternoon, while I was still wearing
your jockstrap, sir"

"You did what?! I will punish you for that too. Next time you do something
like that I will show the video for a lot of people".

I just stood there with my head down to the floor. I couldn't say anything.

"Well now for your punishment this evening. I had a moment time to think
about it and I think you deserve to be punished quite heavily. Before we
start I will have something to drink".

He walked out of the room and came back a moment later with two glasses. He
gave me one, and I saw that it was again some piss.

"What is this?" I asked.

"What do you think, I have made you some nice hot drink. Go ahead and drink
it all"

I drank it all and started to gag.

"Don't even dare doing that," Brandon warned me.

"If you are finished you dress up again but you will hand that brief to
me."

I looked at him and said, "Why?"

"Because you weren't aloud at all to wear a brief this evening, only the
jockstrap".

I started to put my clothes on after I handed the brief to Brandon. It was
a dark blue large brief.

Because the jeans I was wearing where quite tight you could see how my
balls and dick where placed.

When I was finished he said, "Okay, this is what we are or better say you
are going to do"

"We are going to the station. On the West side of it, there are some public
toilets."

"You are going to enter it and ask the first five people who want to take a
piss if you might be the toilet"

"I will be outside near the window which is always open, so I can hear what
is happening and if you are doing as told".

I looked at him and said, "No way! I am not going to do that."

"Well it is either that or every kid in school is going to see your
masturbation show on television. Put on your jacket and lets go".

I just could not believe I went trough with this but I was just to scare to
say or do anything.

We went to the station and I had to check if any one was inside the
toilets.  I walked to the window that was on the side where also the piss
holes were.

"Nobody is there Brandon" I called outside.

"You don't have to shout, I am right here"

And I saw the face of Brandon with a big smile on the other side.

I stood in front of one of the holes and waited until somebody came along.

It took almost 10 minutes before the first one, a 50 year old looking men
entered the toilet. He walked towards one of the holes and didn't say
anything. I wanted to ask may I but I just couldn't find the words. He took
a piss and walked out.

Before even the door closed Brandon's voice came from the other side: "I
didn't here anything so you will have to drink seven peoples piss and for
any other man you will let go without a drink you get two in return".

"But Brandon", I said, "I just couldn't."

Brandon didn't get the time to answer because the door went open again and
a man in his thirties I think entered. I took a deep breath and turned
around and asked, "Sir, do you need to take a pee?"

He looked at me and said, "Yes I do, but what is that too you?"

I was just going to make this as short as possible and answered, "Can I
drink it, please? "

He looked at me and then said, "Well, why not, if you like that."

He said nothing and walked towards me, he was almost 1.90 m long and had
brown hair. He wasn't bad looking but also very straight. I opened my mouth
and he planed his dick just in front of it and started to pee. I could
hardly take everything, but I hadn't the urge to gag this time. When his
last drops came out he looked at me and said, "I hope the taste was good".

Just knowing that Brandon was listening I said "Yes, thank you, sir"

He turned around and walked out of the toilet.

"You did well. How was the taste" Brandon asked from outside the toilet.

"It was not that much and not too salty"

I heard how a train stopped outside the toilet and a moment later the door
opened again. I turned my head again and saw that a young boy of 12 or 13
years entered the toilet. I turned myself around and again I let my
question out: "Hey, kid, do you want to take a piss"

He looked at me and said, "Yes, mister, I need too, I just can't wait until
I am home"

"You could do me a favor," I said, "I want to drink it".

I sat down on my knees. He looked quite strange to me but I just opened my
mouth. He did the same as the man before him. He opened his trousers and
took his little penis just before my mouth. He started to pee and I hardly
could keep up with him. His stream of piss lasted for almost a minute. I
spilled quite a lot over my clothes.

Before I could say anything he turned away and walked fast out of the
toilet.

"Well done," Brandon said, and then I heard him laugh. "You are going to
have a treat now"

And indeed the door opened again and a very old man walked in. He came
towards one of the whole. Because I was still sitting on my knees he looked
at me and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Do you need to take a piss, sir?" I asked.

"Yes, I do. But what does that have to do with you sitting there?"

"I want to drink it, sir".

"Well you are too keen on it to get it".

The man walked more towards me, planning to go take piss on the hole beside
me. Then it struck me this man was very very drunk. The smell he had around
him was terrible. But then came the voice of Brandon from the outside.

"Sir, I am standing outside but I would like to say to you that Tim is
ordered to drink the piss of everybody that comes around. Could you do me
that favor? He doesn't like it and needs a lesson"

"Okay, if that is the situation and I can oblige you with it".

He stepped a side and opened his dirty trouser in front of me. The smell
that came out of his trouser was terrible. He put his dick in front of my
mouth and I almost fainted. Then he started to pee. It seemed like it never
stopped. The stream was going very slow, so I could drink it all. He
stooped and said, "Thank you". He turned around and walked away.

"Please, Brandon, can I stop? This is terrible."

"No, Tim, you have still four others to go and I don't want to hear
anything of you like this again. Do you understand"

"Yes, sir".

I waited for almost ten minutes and nobody came in. Then I heard some
discussion outside the door. It seemed like Brandon was talking to
somebody. Then I saw the face of Brandon in front of the window.

"To make sure that you won't be in all evening I have gathered up some
people for you. Four of them to be exact. So if you do as told you can go
afterwards".

I turned my head around and looked at the door again. The door opened and
four guys entered the door. They were all in the age of 20 to 25 years old.
The oldest ones had brown hair and the younger ones had blond hair. They
were quite good-looking. The looked at me and one of them started the
conversation.

"So you like to drink our piss?"

"No, sir, but I have to from my classmate" I answered.

"Well, you are lucky we all have to go so you are better make yourself
ready for it".

The all came towards me and started to unzip their trousers. Four huge
looking dicks came out of. I opened my mouth and they started to piss
almost at the same time. Of cause this was too much for me. The taste of
four different kind of piss made me completely losing it. I drank the half
of what was offered the other half went over my cloths. So I started to
smell like a slut. At the point the last one was finished I started to
choke and gag at the same time. A moment later I threw up on the ground.
The guys stepped away very quickly.

Two of them left but the other two were looking at each other. I heard that
they were talking to each other but because of my own sounds I was making I
could not understand them.

"Well you little faggot, you have made a mess of it"

I looked him in the face and replied, "I am sorry, sir, but this was just
too much".

"Well, this means you have to clean the floor now".

I looked around to see if I saw anything to take it in so that I could
trough it in one of the toilets.

"There is nothing I can do it in," I said.

"Well then you have to do it with your hands."

I started to scrape the wet, messy stuff with my hands and took it slowly
to the toilet in six or seven times. The last bit I couldn't get it off. I
looked around to see if I there was something to clean my hands with.

The youngest with the blond hair said, "You can clean your hands by licking
them"

In strong disgust I started to lick my hands, which made me almost gag
again. It was terrible.

"Go stand up"

I did as I was ordered. Knowing there was no way to escape from them. The
older one went with his hand towards my crotch and because I was not
wearing any underwear you could see that I had a semi hard on. The complete
humiliation, seeing the dicks from those handsome men made me a little
horny.

'It looks like he is enjoying this. Ok then if you like this so much we
better be sure that we will enjoy ourselves also. Did you ever suck a cock
before?"

"No I didn't, sir"

"Well, get back on your knees because this is going to be the first time."

I sat down on my knees and before I could open my mouth the dick of the
oldest one with the brown hair was in front of my mouth forcing to open it.

"Go ahead and suck" he said.

I tried to do my best. I slowly took the dick into my mouth and started to
lick and suck it. I thought I was doing Ok but after one or two minutes he
started to more and more forcing his cock into my mouth. I could only keep
it open. He then took my head and started to push it forward and backward
against his own rhythm.

After a few moments I felt some pre-cum on my lips and then gushes of cum
landed in my mouth and I was forced to eat it all. His dick stayed for
almost a minute in my mouth and then he took it out of my mouth and put it
back into his trousers. "Thank you very much, I was in need of that". He
got his wallet and took a 10-dollar bill out of it and dropped it on the
floor.

"Come on he said to the other one, let's go".

The turned around and walked away.

The door opened again and Brandon walked in.

"Well, It seems like you had a good time and even enjoyed it".

"It was terrible and the taste of the cum was awful".

"By the looks of you jeans you seemed to enjoyed it. Your dick is very hard
again despite the fact that you came an hour ago at my place".

I stood up and started to walk around towards the sink so that I could wash
my hands.

"You can go home know Tim, I don't want to see you this weekend but I will
talk to you at school on Monday again and let you know what your next
examined will be. You still must be punished for coming in my jockstrap.
You can stop collecting your pee, but don't masturbate during the weekend".

I just kept on cleaning my self and when I looked to see if Brandon was
still there he had already left.

I was humiliated quite gross this time but knew I had to do exactly what
Brandon said.

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