Taught a Lesson

Taught a Lesson 15 & 16

By Nevergrowup
nevergrowup2015@hotmail.com

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Part 15

The boys stared at Miss Goodwin with worried expressions on their faces as the girls concentrated on finishing putting the equipment out. Once this was done they stood quietly next to it and waited for further instructions. They had been so pre-occupied that they hadn’t noticed Connor, Tom and Nathan standing there. When they did, a murmur of excitement went around the sports hall and they started whispering intently to each other, pointing at the boys and giggling.

“Shhh! quieten down girls please,” Miss Goodwin called out. “Before we start using the equipment, we are going to do some warm-up exercises, so spread yourselves out and get into a space big enough for you to move freely.”

Connor, Nathan and Tom stood and watched the girls spreading themselves out.

“Well what are you three gawping at?” Miss Goodwin shouted, “I thought I told you to find a space, now move those naked backsides,” she barked at them.

The three boys’ faces reddened and they immediately moved themselves so that they were in a space. Each of them was secretly very afraid of Miss Goodwin after their last encounter with her; and knew that she wasn’t someone who they could take advantage off. They realised what a formidable woman she was and that when she issued an instruction everyone obeyed; they hoped her bark was worse than her bite; but had no intention of finding out!

“We will start off by doing star jumps,” said Miss Goodwin. “Are you ready, then off you go. Keep going until I tell you to stop.”

Everyone started jumping up and down throwing their arms up high into the air and their legs out to the sides as they looked to create a star. Every time Connor, Nathan and Tom jumped up in the air so their cocks flapped up and down in front of them, much to the huge delight and amusement of the girls. After about 30 jumps Miss Goodwin told them to stop.

“Okay, now put your hands on your hips and, keeping your legs still but slightly apart swing your bodies from side to side.”

They all did as Miss Goodwin instructed. This time Connor, Nathan and Tom found that their cocks instead of flapping up and down were now going from side to side. All of the girls had smiles on their faces and were clearly enjoying watching the boys warming up.

“Now for the last warm-up exercise, I want you running on the spot. When I blow my whistle please put your hands out in front of you with your palms face down and bring your right knee up so that it touches your right hand, followed by your left knee against your left hand. Do this six times then go back to running on the spot again.”

The class started running on the spot and when Miss Goodwin blew the whistle brought their knees up to their hands as they had been told. This had the effect of once again causing Connor, Nathan and Tom’s cocks to flap up and down.

“And stop!” The three boys glanced at each other; all of them were a little red in the face and breathing heavily.

“Thank goodness for that,” gasped Nathan.

“Well done everybody,” shouted Miss Goodwin. “We are going to work on three gymnastic activities today; the floor routine, ropes and the vault. I will swap you around so that each class has approximately 10 minutes on each activity. Form 3E you will get under way on the ropes, form 3G you will begin on the floor and form 3J you will start on the vaulting horse.”

“What about us?” Tom whispered to Connor and Nathan, who just shrugged their shoulders. He was about to ask Miss Goodwin which of the activities the three of them should join in when she announced;

“Connor, please join the girls on the ropes; Tom, you will be doing the floor routine, and Nathan, please come over here to the vault.”

The three of them were quite taken aback at this announcement; they certainly hadn’t expected to be split up. They gave each other a disgruntled look, before reluctantly joining the group of girls they had been allocated to.

There were a few girls absent either due to illness or because they were excused PE, so each group had around 11-14 girls in it, plus one rather uncomfortable looking boy. Connor was with 11 girls who were practising rope work; there were six ropes which worked very well as half of the group could climb up, whilst the others held the rope still. Connor was quite adept at climbing, although he had never done so naked before, and quickly ascended his rope, which was held by a very excited girl called Megan, who was getting a first-class view of Connor’s cock, balls and cute arse, as he clambered around above her.

In no time at all Connor had reached the top of the rope and was now rapidly heading back down again. Normally he would have just slid straight down but being naked made it a bit more awkward and he had to be careful to ensure that he didn’t get a rope burn on his cock and balls.

Miss Goodwin was supervising the vaulting horse, which involved the pupil running towards a springboard, landing on it with both feet, and jumping up over the vault. This could be done in several ways, although the most popular one was by landing on the board, leaping up and stretching both legs out, and by placing both hands on the vault, straddling it and propelling the participant’s body over onto the mat the other side.

Nathan had never done a vault before and watched nervously as the girls in front of him fearlessly ran up to the springboard and vaulted over. Now it was his turn; he was the last to go; he took a deep breath and hurtled towards the springboard, getting a very good bounce as he made contact and with his legs stretched out he sailed over the vault and landed safely on the mat feet first, looking quite surprised at his success.

“Oh, good vault Nathan,” Miss Goodwin called out, looking very impressed and the girls in his group gave him a little round of applause. Nathan blushed a little and smiled, not realising that whilst it was a very good jump, that did actually deserve praise, the real reason for the girls applauding was that they had all got a fantastic view of his willy flapping around when he opened his legs to jump over the vault.

On the far side of the sports hall the third group was doing floor work which involved forward and backward rolls, cartwheels, headstands and a position known as ‘the crab’. Tom did several forward and backward rolls and a couple of cartwheels, which were all closely observed by the girls in his group as it gave them an excellent view of his arse, willy and balls. Once all the group had completed the first few exercises they worked in pairs to do handstands with the person doing the handstand being supported by the second person, holding them up straight. Emma had the thrill of being paired with Tom and watched excitedly as his willy flopped downwards with his balls now nicely exposed. Although she wasn’t supposed to, Emma couldn’t resist giving Tom’s willy a little squeeze, causing him to let out a little groan.

The last exercise was ‘the crab’; this involved lying on the floor on their backs pushing up with both arms and legs, arching the back and pushing the body upwards, so that it gave the appearance of a crab. All eyes were of course on Tom as he thrust his back and body upwards, giving the girls a wonderful view of his groin area which they took great satisfaction in staring at, particularly his prominently displayed willy.

Once everyone had had a go at one activity so the groups swapped around allowing the girls to delight in seeing Connor, Nathan and Tom perform on the other apparatus. At the end of the lesson as the girls were putting the equipment away they were whispering excitedly amongst themselves, that they had never enjoyed a gym lesson quite as much as they had this one. The three boys were relieved to be back together again, feeling much more secure as a threesome and not quite so vulnerable.

“Okay boys, you may return to your own changing rooms,” said Miss Goodwin. “Girls, please go and put on your outdoor trainers as we will be doing cross country next.” Connor, Nathan and Tom hurried back to their changing room where they found the rest of the boys getting ready for the cross country run.

“Connor, Nathan, Tom,” Mr Farrell shouted, “Please put on your outdoor training shoes. It is wet, muddy and in some places quite slippery, so I don’t want you falling over and hurting yourselves.”

“If it’s wet, muddy and slippery then why are we doing it?” Connor muttered unhappily.

“Boys, when you are ready and changed please go and wait by the cricket nets on the top field.” Mr Farrell announced.

The three boys rummaged in their bags for their trainers, put them on and then went out of the back door of the changing rooms and onto the school field. When they got to the cricket nets they found the rest of the pupils; boys and girls waiting for them.

“Right, I think we are all here now, so please listen carefully” said Mr Farrell. “We are going to run one lap around the school playing field, then when you get to the old school observatory go through the gap in the fence and run around the outskirts of the farmer’s field, doing one full circuit before returning back through onto the school playing field again; then you will do a further three-quarters of a lap finishing back here at the cricket nets. It’s a distance of just under five kilometres.”

Several of the other boys and girls, and not just Connor, Nathan and Tom grumbled to each other about how far they would have to run.

Mr Farrell continued to give instructions; “This will be a timed run with everyone racing together, and your performance will score points towards the house cup. You will be given a disc with a number on it when you reach the finish. Please hand this to Miss Goodwin. When you have completed the run, please go back to your respective changing rooms and get showered ...” He paused for a moment and then looked in the direction of Connor, Nathan and Tom, “... and for those of you who are able to, get changed.”

The boys resumed muttering to each other miserably; they weren’t particularly keen on running anyway, “and five kilometres was bloody miles,” complained Tom.

“At least it will give us a good appetite for lunch,” said Nathan; “I’m starving already.”

“Okay, please will you all line up; are you ready, 3 – 2 – 1, Go!” Mr Farrell shouted. There were around 80 pupils taking part and they set off running around the field in an anti-clockwise direction; one or two of them slipping on the muddy surface as they went. Connor, Nathan and Tom’s cocks flapped up and down as they did so much to the amusement of the girls and a few of the boys.

Mr Farrell was quite correct when he said it was muddy, wet and slippery under foot as all the pupils soon found themselves getting splashed or splattered with mud. The school field wasn’t too bad, but when they went through the fence into the farmer’s field they discovered just how wet and muddy it really was with several pupils falling over.

Connor, Nathan and Tom had decided from the outset to all run together so they could chat as they went along; none of them had any chance of finishing in the top places, but as long as they completed the course then that was all they were worried about. On one particularly tricky stretch as the three of them ran down the slope of the field to the bottom corner, Tom lost his footing and tried to grab Nathan to steady himself, but only succeeded in throwing him off balance, thus causing him to slide into the back of Connor. All three of them ended up in a very large deep puddle of muddy water.

“Urgh!” gasped Nathan, sitting up covered in mud, as Tom and Connor spluttered next to him, spitting out water from their mouths as they did so.

“Thanks a lot,” retorted Connor angrily, glaring at his two friends. There was roars of laughter and fits of giggling from the other pupils as they passed by the three sodden, mud covered boys who slowly clambered dejectedly out of the water.

“Hey it’s supposed to be a cross country run, not a bog swimming event,” called out one of the boys as he passed by with a huge grin on his face.

“Come on,” said Tom; “let’s get going again, I’m getting cold. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can get warmed up in the showers.”

With that, they half ran, half slithered along the bottom of the farmer’s field and then up and back out onto the school field again. At last they could see the cricket nets ahead of them, and they all broke into a sprint to the finish.

“What happened to you three?” Asked Mr Farrell, as the muddy trio crossed the line. “I hope you’ve left some mud out there,” he joked, “now go inside and get in the showers ... and make sure everything is clean!”

They made their way back to the changing rooms, removed their training shoes and headed for the showers. Most of the other boys were already back and several of them had showered and changed and were sitting on the benches waiting for the buzzer to sound for the end of morning school. A few moments later the buzzer did sound.

“Shit!” exclaimed Connor; “It’s gonna to take us ages to get cleaned up and we’re gonna be late for lunch.”

They cleaned up as quickly as they could, towelled themselves down and then headed off briskly towards the school canteen; which was at the other end of the school campus. They found they had to queue for lunch and also had to sit at a different table, as the one they usually used was occupied.

“Well that was a really fun lesson,” grumbled Tom sarcastically.

“Tell me about it,” mumbled Nathan through a mouthful of cottage pie.

Connor just glared at both of them; it was the two of them slipping and crashing into the back of him that had caused all the problems, leading to the three of them ending up half submerged in that puddle and covered in mud. “Next time I do a cross country run, remind me to run behind you two idiots,” he growled.

The boys finished their lunch and left the canteen; they walked through the school corridors instead of leaving by the first exit they came to, having decided to spend the remainder of their lunch break in a different recreation zone. The one that they chose was a bit further away from their registration classroom, but this was a deliberate decision as Connor didn’t want to bump into his sister again.

Part 16

Despite their best efforts they were soon surrounded by around thirty giggly girls who were vying with each other to get into a position where they could view the boys. Three or four of them had been present at breaktime earlier when Kirsten had wanked her brother’s cock and caused him to shoot his cum. It took less than a minute for one of the girls who was in the year below the boys to reach out and start playing with Connor’s cock; as she did so another girl from the same year began fingering his balls. This time it wasn’t just Connor who was receiving all the attention, as encouraged by what their friends were doing, another couple of girls reached out to Tom and Nathan and they found their cocks being manipulated too. It wasn’t long before all three boys were sporting boners and had three very determined 13-year-old girls’ fingers wrapped deftly around their shafts, sliding their hands rhythmically up and down.

There was no escaping what was going to happen and Connor decided to just let the girl get on with it. He let out a groan of pleasure as he enjoyed the pure illicit contentment of what was happening in his groin area to wash over him. Alongside he could hear gasps and moans of satisfaction being uttered by Tom and Nathan, as they both received similar pangs of enjoyment.

As the girls continued to caress their cocks it was Nathan who came first, as the concentrated stimulation sent him over the edge;

“Oh God! Mmmmmf! Oooh! Aaaagh!” he screamed as he shot several spurts of cum in the air, the first landing on his stomach and the next three on the ground.

Tom was next to erupt; having seen his friend reach his climax he soon followed;

“Aaaagh! Aaaagh! Oooh! Aaaagh!” he yelled. He was standing almost next to Connor and so the inevitable happened, as the first two bursts of cum shot out from his cock hitting Connor squarely on the chest. Fortunately, Connor had his eyes shut when this happened and although he felt something wet splash onto his body, had no idea it was Tom’s cum, as the next moment he reached his own orgasm;

“Oh Fuck! Aaaagh! Nghhhhh! Aaagh!” he cried out as four waves of cum spurted out of his cock, over his body and onto the concrete of the recreation area. The three girls who had caused these reactions were beside themselves with sheer joy and elation at having brought a boy off.

“Awesome”
“That’s just so amazing”
“Oh wow! Excellent”

The rest of the audience cheered and applauded as the three boys continued to breath heavily as well as going red with embarrassment. They slowly began to regain their composure, when Tom noticed the time on the watch of one of the girls.

“Shit!” he exclaimed; “it’s five to two, we need to get ourselves cleaned up and get to registration.”

The boys grabbed their bags and ran for the nearest boys’ toilets. Once inside they grabbed handfuls of toilet roll and wiped the cum that still remained off their bodies, before racing along through the corridors in the direction of their form room. For the second successive day they just made afternoon registration by the skin of their teeth!

The first lesson after lunch was French. As the boys made their way along the corridors they were subjected to the usual wolf whistles, banter and touching. They turned the corner and saw a group of girls walking towards them, who then proceeded to stop in front of them.

“That was a brilliant display you put on at lunchtime,” said one of the girls.

“Yes, it was absolutely awesome,” commented another.

“I loved it when Tom shot his spunk all over you,” said another girl, speaking directly to Connor; “and how you didn’t flinch, but just carried on and shot your own load, that was so wicked. See you tomorrow boys.” She said as they walked off.

Connor looked quizzically; first at Nathan, who shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, and then at Tom who looked highly self-conscious.

“What did she mean about Tom shooting his cum over me?” he asked.

“Oh, erm, I don’t know,” replied Nathan. “Come on or we’re going to be late for French.” The three of them nipped smartly along the corridor and into the classroom. As they sat down at their desks Connor stared across at Tom, trying to work out in his mind what on earth that girl was talking about. By the end of the lesson Connor seemed to have forgotten all about it and Tom was praying it stayed that way. It had been embarrassing enough when it happened and he didn’t want to have to explain it all again for Connor’s benefit, especially as Connor was still not in the best of moods after the earlier incident in the cross country race.

The final lesson of the day was music which the boys quite enjoyed. None of them was at all musical but it afforded them the opportunity to make a lot of noise, especially when Connor got hold of the cymbals.

“Mind you don’t get too close to Connor,” Nathan whispered to Tom.

Tom looked confused for a moment; “why not?” he asked.

“Well,” said Nathan with a mischievous smile, “after what has happened today, and with Connor indiscriminately crashing those cymbals together, mind he doesn’t accidentally catch something of yours between them or you might suddenly develop a new interest for music as a soprano!”

The buzzer sounded for the end of the day and the boys made their way to the school office and sick bay. They knocked on the door of the office to inform Miss Peters that they had arrived and were going to get changed back into their clothes and would see her the next morning.

“Half-way there,” announced Nathan; “two down, two to go.”

They got changed and once more enjoyed the feeling of wearing clothes again.

“I never ever expected to say this,” said Tom, “and I know it sounds a little weird, but I really like wearing my school uniform; it is very comforting.”

Connor and Nathan smiled; neither of them liked wearing school uniform, but they knew exactly what Tom meant. As with the previous afternoon, by the time they were dressed and had left the school reception area most of the other pupils had already departed from the school premises and were on their way home. The three boys did likewise, walking together until the end of the road, before parting to go their separate ways.

“See you tomorrow,” they chorused.

Connor walked along the road and across the gravel driveway leading up to the front door of his house. As he opened the door he heard voices coming from the lounge. Kirsten and Jemma are already home, he thought to himself, and he quickly nipped into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of coke from the fridge, before slipping quietly upstairs to his room. He threw his bag down onto his chair and sat on his bed; opening the bottle as he did so, before taking several large gulps of coke. He sighed to himself; boy he needed that after the day he had just had.

He then groaned as he contemplated several more hours of nudity at home before he could disappear to the sanctuary of his bed for the night. He groaned again as the thought of another day of nakedness tomorrow crossed his mind. Life he decided was really very unfair. He took another swig of coke and heaved himself reluctantly up from his bed. He had better get undressed before his mother got home and found him still wearing clothes. He had got away with it yesterday, but if his mother caught him failing to comply with his punishment requirements again today then he would really be for the high jump, and he had already suffered enough pain, misery and embarrassment for the day.

He finished the bottle of coke and let out a long satisfying burp, before removing his briefs and heading downstairs into the lounge. He took another deep breath to prepare himself for the tirade of silly comments that he was anticipating from his two sisters. He entered the lounge and stopped dead in his tracks, a look of sheer terror on his face. Kirsten was sitting on the sofa and threw him a mischievous smile, as he stared, his eyes wide open in surprise. Sitting next to her on the sofa wasn’t Jemma as he had expected, but Kirsten’s friend Stacey, who lived in the next road. Connor’s jaw had dropped the moment he had set eyes on Stacey, as over the past few months he had developed rather a crush on her.

She was a year older than him, and attended a different school, so hadn’t been able to see Connor naked. Kirsten felt that she shouldn’t miss out on the opportunity, and so had invited her round for tea, so that she could see Connor naked at home instead.

“Hi Connor,” said Stacey with a big smile on her face; “Wow! Don’t you look cute.”

Connor’s face instantly went bright red; this was certainly one of his most embarrassing moments.

“Where’s Jemma?” Connor asked, finding his voice.

“She’s gone over to her friend for tea,” Kirsten replied. “If you hadn’t had been in such a rush to leave the house so early this morning you would have known about that, and also that Stacey was coming over for tea.”

Connor scowled and muttered something inaudible.

“Why don’t you come over and sit with us?” Kirsten asked deviously, moving to one side.

“Yes, come on Connor,” agreed Stacey, patting the empty space that had now been created on the sofa between the two girls.

Connor very gingerly walked over and reluctantly sat down on the sofa.

“There, that wasn’t so difficult was it?” said Stacey smiling, as she got a closer look at his body.

Connor didn’t say a word but just stared blankly across the room.

“You can touch him if you like,” declared Kirsten; “we’re allowed to at school and mum lets Jemma and me touch him here at home too.”

Connor turned his head to the right and changed the direction of his stare so that he was now glaring at his sister.

“Really!” said Stacey excitedly, “are you sure Connor won’t mind?”

“No, he’s used to it by now,” replied Kirsten, “I think he enjoys all the attention.”

“Excellent,” exclaimed Stacey, as she reached over to Connor’s groin and started playing with his cock. “Wow! It feels really nice,” she cooed. Secretly she also really liked Connor, although she had never let on to him that she did. She had however divulged to Kirsten that she thought her brother was really cute. Stacey continued to fondle Connor’s cock and balls, which of course provoked a reaction in Connor’s hormones and his cock started to harden.

“Ooh, it’s getting bigger,” squealed Stacey elatedly, as Connor’s cock grew to its full erect size, sticking straight up in the air, enabling Stacey to wrap her fingers around the shaft and begin rubbing them up and down it.

Connor let out a groan of pleasure as Stacey continued to wank him. She looked across at Kirsten and saw her face wreathed in similar smiles. Both the giver and the receiver were thoroughly enjoying the experience. Connor closed his eyes and conjured up a fantasy into his mind that involved him and Stacey both naked together with him playing with her tits as she fondled his cock. It wasn’t long before the object of Connor’s fantasy caused a tingling feeling in his cock and a shudder to run through his body;

“Oh Yes! Nghhhh! Aaaagh! Aaaagh!” he screamed as he shot several spurts of cum over his stomach and chest. Stacey continued to pump his cock until he had stopped cumming and was actually begging her to stop, as his cock was becoming far too sensitive. For the third time that day he had been brought to orgasm by a girl.

“Wow! That was just amazing,” gushed Stacey as she gazed at Connor’s spunk covered body. Connor gazed back at her as he tried to calm his breathing down and gave her a half-smile; out of the three wanks that he had received today, that was definitely the best of them ... and he hoped this wasn’t the last time he would be on the receiving end of Stacey’s hand.

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