Date: Sat, 8 Dec 2007 08:55:07 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 14 of tim and michel (sequal of highschool humiliation)

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Brandon reached into his bag, took out his shorts and with a little nervous
smile he gave them to Michel. I looked at Michel but before I could say
anything he whispered. "You're not going to be the only one, so the coach
might just give you the shorts, if not you've already been seen by them but
Brandon... Go on. He concluded".

Yea he was right, this was easy enough, I thought. Although it was a bit
strange and I was sure that Brandon was wearing something less revealing
then I was. Also if Brandon was just walking in his undies then I'd stay
hard too easily. Damn whatever, Michel said this wasn't going to be easy.

"Ok, let's go and see the coach", Brandon said.

When we reached the coach's office he looked up at us, completely ignoring
me: "yes, Brandon what's up"?

"Eh, me, we forgot our shorts today sir".

Now he looked back at us and looked at me when he said: "Damn you again
Tim. I thought your parents as far as I know them, were quite strict with
you but you seem to have a very short memory. I think there's only one way
to make sure you'll never forget them again. So, sorry guys no shorts for
you today".

"Damn" Brandon whispered when he walked back to the locker room.

When we got there I saw that Michel was looking at us. Brandon shakes his
head and a light chuckle but also some wonder about it came to Michel's
face. He got close to us and then said. "Sorry guys I think this is going
to be tougher then I thought it would be. I really expected him to give you
those skimpy shorts".

"Can't you give me back my shorts now" Brandon asked?

"Sorry no, you have to deal with this" Michel whispered back.

What was going on? It seems they expected that the coach would have given
us shorts and now.. ... ...

"OK, you two better get ready", Michel said.

We got to the bench and we started to get undressed. I kept an eye on
Brandon to see what he was wearing. I was surprised it wasn't boxer shorts
but a dark blue boxer brief. Relatively tight I thought. I could see that
Brandon was looking at me too. And when I got my jeans off he looked at me
saying: "sorry Tim".

"Well I've had the experience Brandon. Just didn't expect to see you in
boxer briefs though".

"I know, just, well I really expected him to give us a spare".

I saw that his t-shirt wasn't reaching as far over his boxer briefs then
mine did over my undies. The t-shirt looked to be quite an old one. Still
If I had to reach up for some reason there was more then enough to be seen
I am sure of that. I was also getting hard at the moment especially when I
walked behind Brandon into the gym watching his buttocks covered in those
tight blue boxer briefs.

The coach walked in right behind us.

"Ok, let's get ready guys. I want you to get the following stuff from the
equipment area and then we can start. Oh, one thing I hate slobs and I know
in the past I handed out shorts if you forgot your own but it seems no one
learns from that. I thought that today's example of Brandon and Tim will
make sure no one will forget anymore. Ok let's get the equipment and then
out to the field. I ..."

What, out as in outside. I looked at Brandon.

"Yea, that's what I was afraid of Tim. We just need to stick together", he
said.

Some of the other where laughing at us; we were both very red when we
walked outside toward the sports field. I hadn't taken notice when the
coach was telling us the equipment that was needed to go out. I slowly
started to see that there was some athletic stuff with us, high jump I
thought I saw and also some stuff that we used when we played rugby. Oh
well, we'd survive I guess. I was still rock hard, showing off. I thought
damn why did it make me so hard? I saw that Michel was keeping an eye out
on the both of us. The whole group was split in two, some would start with
athletics and do rugby then and after 30 minutes we'd change. Brandon was
in the same group as I, Michel in the other. He started with the rugby, we
with the high jump. The coach was there to give us some instructions on how
to perform the techniques. We'd done it before. Then we'd just practice on
them. It was the plan that we'd have to give each other pointers on how to
do it better.

Brandon was up before me and was getting ready to jump. His shirt just
covering part of his undies. I followed him as he ran towards the jumping
point. His shirt was staying more or less in position. I knew that would
change the moment he'd go up and come down again. It was good it wasn't the
pole vault we where practicing. Still for about 2 to 3 seconds his shirt
went up and his complete boxers and part of his abdomen was revealed. Most
of the kids were following Brandon more then the 2 who went before. I knew
that I'd be in the same spot in a moment.

Brandon came back to me and whispered: "Good luck".

Funny I thought, my dick had gotten harder again without touching or
looking. I knew it was showing itself quite good in these briefs. I was
flushed when I got ready. I knew that this high I could do easily so at
least it'd be over fast. It went fast and although I felt my shirt lift up
I had no idea how much was revealed before I landed as I fell on my
stomach. My shirt was still quite high up and I felt that as my skin
touched the canvas. I realised that if the back was the same I'd be
exposing quite a lot of my buttocks as the back of these undies didn't
leave a lot to the imagination.

I got quickly up and saw some of my classmates whispering and laughing. I
sat down beside Brandon.

"You two gave a good show for the girls", one of Brandon's friends said
pointing at about 10 or 15 girls that where watching from the other side of
the field.

I felt myself blush a lot more now.

"Could you see a lot", I whispered to Brandon?

"Hmm to be honest yea, some made comments that you could wear no undies if
you wear stuff like that".

My dick still felt very hard and I was aroused as well. Brandon made
another 6 jumps and I did another 4 before I got out of the little
competition. The remarks though had become less and less. At least I
started to get a bit more relaxed and my dick had gone a bit as well.

Next up would be rugby. We were split into two teams of 6 people. The field
was short so it'd be a nice fast game with lots of scoring. I was in at the
same time as Brandon. The other team was told to wear no shirts. (Puff what
if that had been us). I think the coach did that on purpose. When we got to
the field, he said to us. "Ok, let's go and play, make it a good one. Lots
of students seem to be interested in this game".

Although I knew girls were watching, when I glanced over to the side, they
were a lot closer now then during the athletics. I saw there where more
then 50 now watching and pointing as well. Not only girls but guys as
well. It seems that our predicament had gotten the attention of every kid
that didn't need to be in class at this hour.

"Ok, let's play", the coach said.

After 5 minutes or so, I'd been touched on the bum several times and I knew
that Brandon was as well. Our team wasn't doing very well. Both Brandon and
I where pushed to the ground a few times.

"Hey, Brandon, Tim, you know the rules don't you", the coach said when he
got back from giving instructions at the high jump. "T-shirts should be
tucked in at all times during rugby. You don't want to give them an
advantage of hanging onto your shirts to easily pull you down".

I looked at Brandon we both got an immense blush on our faces. A roar of
laughter started from the side of the field. I saw that Brandon tucked his
shirt higher and started to get the waistband of his boxer briefs over
them. I swallowed deeply, took a lot of air into my longs and then followed
him. Now totally revealing the skimpy briefs and a full ragging boner. I
was facing in the direction of the high jump. I didn't want all those kids
to see me like this. But when play resumed I knew that it wouldn't stay
like this and now instead of just my back, I felt my dick being touched
more then once as well. It only got harder and harder.

When we got ready for the next scrum Brandon was beside me this time. A
scrum of only four. Brandon looked at me, whispered "sorry Tim".

Again that word I thought, now what was this for? I then felt him touch my
dick, tugging it twice or so, before the ball was touched and the game went
on. I was really hard now. The next scrum I got at least 4 tugs from
Brandon. Damn I thought this couldn't be all, I was very hard and if
Brandon was going to touch it a few more times I'd come for sure. I tried
to calm down but when the whistle went for the next scrum I could feel my
dick jumping, it wanted to be touched, it wanted to cum. Brandon got beside
me, I felt my legs starting to shake, this couldn't be. I then felt his
hand got around my dick and with two more tugs I let out a soft moan. At
that point Brandon said. "I'll go left; I think if we play this right we
can score ok"?

I know he was saying that to make sure that the others didn't hear my
moan. When the ball got in play Brandon whispered: "fall on the ground and
make sure most of the cum lands in your t-shirt".

I realised then that what I'd done, damn what if they'd get spotted wet. No
way. I did as he suggested. One of my hands was under my body, I felt that
my undies contained my dick so most of my cum was just dripping out. It
didn't feel to wet. I got my t-shirt and rubbed it a few times over my
cock, I moaned again as more cum spurted out now wetting my t-shirt,
hopefully not enough to get my briefs wet too.

"Hey get up Tim", the coach yelled.

I looked up and saw that Brandon had almost made it to the backline, just a
meter or two to go, a new scrum. I got slowly up, trying to see what the
damage was. I walked in a steady pass to get to them and straight went into
the scrum. Not to wet and hardly to be seen, "good job Tim", Brandon
whispered.

I let out a sigh of relieve. "Go for it Tim, this one is yours".

I mostly did defence so they wouldn't expect my outbreak. I got free when
the ball was in and made it to the line in seconds. I looked back, jumped
and got the ball. I fell down for the touchdown.

The coach yelled: "that's it for today and hit the showers".

We'd won this game and we had a little celebration on the line there and
then started to walk back. I just hoped that my undies stayed dry. I was
shocked as I saw now more then 100 people, even some teachers where
standing watching us, well Brandon and I. I knew I blushed terribly, when
we got to the locker-room, I though damn we could have done our shirts well
again covering most but we had just walked pasted all those people just
like that. I looked up at Brandon and saw that he had untucked his shirt,
he laughed when I tucked mine and blushed as I realised I just gave 15% of
the school a free show my undies. I was lucky I wasn't hard anymore;
Brandon had made sure that that was gone.

Ok enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think of it
(noway16@hotmail.com).  If you want to read more of my writings then go to
www.geocities.com/timsfunplace for example the epos of Francis and Nick in
Coach's assistant (73 chapters). Also you can vote on my website for cuty
of the month. Have fun and I always love to hear your comments.