Taught a Lesson

Taught a Lesson 23

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 23

“What are you smiling at?”

Connor turned to see Tom standing next to him.

“Oh nothing,” he said

“Wasn’t that one of the sixth form boys from yesterday?” Tom asked.

“Erm, yes it was,” replied Connor sounding a little anxious; “It was Simon. We were having a chat when you arrived. He’s err, going to meet me again at breaktime to continue our conversation; the other three boys from yesterday will also be there and are going to talk to you and Nathan.”

“Talk to me and Nathan,” said Tom sounding surprised; “why?”

“Oh, err, no particular reason,” answered Connor; “it’s just Simon wants to talk to me about something, and err, he thought it would be easier to do it if we weren’t surrounded by girls, so while he talks to me, he is going to arrange for Kasper, Jamie and Will to talk to you.”

“Okay then,” said Tom, shrugging his shoulders; “that’s fine with me.”

As they finished speaking so Nathan arrived, and the three of them headed off towards the school reception and sick bay to leave their clothes.

“Thank God this is the last time we’ll have to do this,” exclaimed Nathan; “come Monday our punishment will have ended and we’ll be able to go to school as normal students.”

As they made their way towards the school building Connor explained to Nathan what was happening at break time. Nathan didn’t display any real reaction to meeting up with the sixth form boys again, and in actual fact commented that it would be nice not being surrounded by loads of excitable girls for once.

The three boys reached the sick bay and took off their clothes, folding them and placing them in the box before making their way through the corridors to their registration room. Once they had registered they made their way to the main school hall for the usual Friday morning assembly. This was the first assembly they had been to since the one on Tuesday when they had first appeared naked on the stage in front of the whole school. Each of them was a little concerned and wondered whether the Headmaster would make any reference to them during today’s assembly. As it was they needn’t have worried as they weren’t mentioned at all. The main talking point was the fact that the school was going to be closed on Monday.

Mr Trimble, the Headmaster delivered the notices as usual at the end of the assembly, finishing off with some very important information;

“The last notice I have to pass on to you concerns everyone,” he began. “We have been informed that some utility works will be taking place over the weekend at the end of the road leading to the school entrance; some underground cables need to be replaced and as it is affecting a number of houses in the road the work cannot be delayed. The upshot of this is that it is extremely likely the road will not be accessible to vehicles until Tuesday. Because of the inconvenience this will cause we have taken the precaution of closing the school to everyone on Monday.”

As soon as Mr Trimble made this announcement there was a buzz of excitement in the school hall as all the pupils started chatting excitedly to one another.

“Quiet please,” Mr Trimble continued; “Your parents have been contacted by e-mail and text message to inform them of the closure. A further message will be sent by 3pm on Monday to confirm that the work has been completed and the road has re-opened; in the unlikely event that the road has not re-opened further instructions will be circulated. That is all, thank you.” Mr Trimble then left the stage and that was the end of the assembly.

As everyone filed out of the main hall and back to their registration classrooms to collect their bags there was a great deal of noise as the pupils chatted away amongst themselves about the unexpected bonus of a day off. Half-term was only another week away, but apparently the work that needed to be done couldn’t wait any longer.

“Well that was a pleasant surprise,” said Nathan sounding very cheerful; “after the week we have just had it will be nice to have an extra day off next week to enjoy.” Connor and Tom agreed, as all three of them made their way along the corridor for their first lesson which was maths. Connor who was in a different set to the others turned left into his classroom, whilst Tom and Nathan continued a bit further along before they too stepped into their classroom.

Connor for once found maths not to be as tedious as it usually was. This was on account that he had somehow manage to grasp the concept of the previous night’s homework; and was amazed to discover that he had actually got all of the problems correct. It was a toss up to see who was the more astonished, him or his maths teacher. The buzzer went for the end of the lesson and it wasn’t long before he had re-joined Tom and Nathan for their next subject which was geography. Mr Moss had another film to show them; this time it was all about the Australian outback and the native aborigines, which everyone again found quite absorbing. As the pupils watched the film so Mr Moss walked around the classroom checking to make sure that yesterday’s homework had been completed. He paused where Connor was seated and picking the exercise book up from the desk read what Connor had written about the Great Barrier Reef.

“Well done Maynard,” he uttered, “this is an excellent piece of work,” he said congratulating Connor, who looked suitably astounded. He hardly ever received praise, but now he had received complimentary comments in both lessons so far today. He sat, looking a little embarrassed, but at the same time he was feeling ever so slightly smug. Wait until he got home, he thought to himself; he would take great pleasure in being able to tell his mother in front of Kirsten, that the homework he had taken so much trouble with the previous evening had been commended by his teachers. That would hopefully see him in his mother’s good books for the weekend.

The buzzer sounded for break-time and Connor, Tom and Nathan were the first ones out of the classroom. They headed swiftly through the corridors in the direction of the science block and then out through the door into the recreation zone. As they emerged so they noticed the sixth form boys waiting and made their way over to where they were standing.

“Hi Connor, hi Tom, hi Nathan,” said Simon, smiling at them as they arrived. “How’s your day going so far?”

“Mine’s going much better than expected,” replied Connor. The other two boys nodded their agreement, but without really saying anything.

“Connor and I have a few things we want to talk about,” announced Simon turning to Nathan and Tom; “So whilst we do this would you two be okay to chat with Kasper, Will and Jamie?”

Nathan and Tom looked at Connor and then at Simon and confirmed they were happy to do so.

Simon took Connor to one side and started chatting to him, whilst the other sixth form boys engaged Tom and Nathan in conversation.

“So, is everything okay?” asked Simon.

“Yes, everything’s fine,” replied Connor with a smile.

“That’s good,” said Simon; “I was hoping everything would be. Did you have any difficulties explaining to Tom and Nathan what was going to happen?”

“No,” said Connor; “they were both fine with what I said and didn’t question it at all.”

“That’s great,” responded Simon; “and as you can see our presence here has ensured that you have been left alone by the girls for once,” he said looking around the recreation area. There were still quite a number of girls hanging around, but they were all keeping a discernible distance from where the boys were.

As they continued their conversation a small group of girls approached them.

“Ah Connor, I’ve been searching for you everywhere,” said a voice.

Connor glanced up to see who had spoken and his face dropped; there standing in front of him was Kirsten and a group of around a dozen girls.

Simon turned and looked at Kirsten; “Can I help you?” he asked.

“Err, yes, we’ve come to see Connor,” replied Kirsten, sounding a little surprised at the sixth former’s question.

“Well I’m afraid Connor, and his friends are busy this breaktime,” replied Simon; “so I suggest you come back another time.”

Kirsten looked quite taken aback and stood staring at Simon, not quite sure what she should do next, and trying not to lose face with her supporting cast of girls, who were also looking rather bemused.

“I’m sorry, was there anything else?” Simon asked, looking directly at Kirsten; “If there’s not then as I’ve already pointed out, Connor and his friends are busy and so you need to come back at another time.”

Kirsten went a peculiar shade of red; she wasn’t used to not getting her own way, and Simon’s assertiveness had completely wrong-footed her in front of her friends, which in turn had caused her to become rather embarrassed. She glared at Connor and if looks could kill, he would probably have instantly dropped down dead. The fact that Simon had just put his sister well and truly in her place in front of all of her friends was for the moment completely and utterly priceless.

Simon’s presence continued to unnerve Kirsten to the extent that she very quickly changed tact and headed off in another direction, accompanied by her followers. It was very clear for all to see that her self-confidence had received a substantial setback which had pleased Connor enormously, although he was worried what the consequences of this would be when he got home later.

With Kirsten out of the way Connor and Simon were able to resume their conversation from earlier that morning, where Connor explained how he felt about having to be naked at home and how embarrassing it had been at times, especially when his aunt and cousins had visited.

Simon sympathised with him and the two of them continued to chat for the remainder of breaktime about a variety of different topics. Simon was about to say something to Connor when they heard the buzzer sound for the end of breaktime.

“Damn,” Simon exclaimed; “I had something I was going to ask you. I’ll have to text you about it later.”

“Can’t we chat about it at lunchtime?” Connor asked.

“Hmmm, maybe,” Simon replied; “But all four of us are on lunch duty today; as sixth formers there’s a rota and we’re supervising the dining hall today. If I don’t get the chance to speak to you at lunchtime then I’ll text you.”

“Okay,” Connor replied, as he, Tom and Nathan dashed off to their double Science lesson.

The three of them reached their classroom, entered it and sat in their usual seats towards the back. The first lesson would be biology, followed by general science.

“Today, Mr Crane announced; “for the first lesson we are going to look at reproduction.”

“This should be interesting,” whispered Nathan.

“Reproduction is essential to all animals and humans to ensure the continuation of the species, without which they would become extinct,” Mr Crane said. “The gestation period, that is the time that the baby spends in its mother’s womb before it is born can range considerably depending on the species; for example; the gestation period for a gerbil is 3-4 weeks and an elephant is over a year and a half. A human’s is nine months.”

“What about a monkey?” asked one of the pupils.

“It depends on the species,” Mr Crane replied; “but it is usually between five and six months.”

Nathan, Tom and Connor were not really concentrating on what was happening and were all still whispering amongst themselves; “Do you think we are going to see any action?” asked Tom; “Or is he just going to witter away for the whole lesson?”

“Maynard, Adams, Robinson, please pay attention when I am talking and you might learn something,” Mr Crane said loudly.

The boys’ seemed to have been caught unawares and went bright red with embarrassment at being told off.

“Now,” continued Mr Crane, “we are going to look at how reproduction takes place. Please turn to pages 92 and 93 in your text books. There you will see a diagram of a male and a female’s reproductive organs.” He went on to explain the process of how the male impregnates the female, using diagrams and drawings on the next couple of pages in the text book.

All the pupils were fascinated with what they were being told and pored over the pages of the textbook with enormous interest.

“It’s a pity we can’t watch it happening for real,” sniggered Tom; “now that would be interesting.”

“As you can see,” said Mr Crane; “the two key elements for reproduction are the egg from the female and the sperm from the male. Normally this text book would be the only way of showing you this, however we are very fortunate today that we are able to show you a live demonstration of part of this process.”

Once again Nathan, Tom and Connor were all absorbed in their own little discussion and not listening to what Mr Crane was saying.

“Maynard, Adams, Robinson, please come down here to the front.” Mr Crane announced.

The three of them weren’t expecting this and had looks of surprise on their faces as they got up from their seats; and went and stood at the front of the class facing the rest of the pupils.

“Okay, please space yourselves out along the front of the classroom,” said Mr Crane to the boys; “and the rest of you please move forward and stand towards the front so that you can all see clearly.” The other pupils did as they were asked so that they were all crowding around one of the three boys.

Because they hadn’t been paying attention they weren’t really sure what was about to happen, but as each of them was now standing facing a group of their fellow pupils all three boys had a very uneasy feeling developing in the pits of their stomachs.

“Now then class,” Mr Crane continued; “as you can see each boy standing in front of you has a reproductive organ, namely his penis. It is flaccid or soft at the moment; as the boy becomes excited or aroused so the penis will start to harden and become erect.” Turning to Connor, Nathan and Tom, Mr Crane gave the instruction that the boys were dreading; “Boys, I am sure you are all very accomplished at doing this so please start playing with your penises to make them hard.”

Connor, Tom and Nathan all glanced at each other, before reluctantly grasping hold of their cocks and starting to stimulate them. With the watching audience staring intently at them it wasn’t long before they engineered a reaction and their cocks started to become hard. Within a couple of minutes all three of them were sporting full-on boners. Whilst several of the girls had seen the boys hard in the recreation zones, quite a few of them had not and there were several gasps and squeals of excitement as they watched the boys’ cocks grow hard in as they watched.

“There you are,” said Mr Crane; “the boys have now stimulated their penises through rubbing them or what is called masturbation and have made them erect. Now they are going to continue to masturbate for us until they reach orgasm, at which point they should each be able to produce sperm; which we’ll then be able to take samples of to look at and analyse under a microscope.”

The expressions on Connor, Tom and Nathan’s faces were of total consternation and dismay. This was just like a nightmare becoming reality. All three of them had been wanked off several times during the last few days, but on each occasion that had been done at the hands of various girls; now they were having to do it themselves, showing their very attentive audience something that up until now had remained very personal and private to each of them.

“Come along then boys,” declared Mr Crane; “we don’t have all day.”

The boys stared at each other again and took a deep breath, before wrapping the fingers of their right hand around their swollen shaft and sliding it up and down their cock. Each of them had a different style; Tom liked to slide his foreskin back after every few strokes and grasp hold of his balls tightly with his left hand; Nathan varied the speed as he wanked, varying between fast and slow, but also caressed his balls, whilst Connor slid his hand up and down his cock and stimulated himself by alternating between fingering his balls and his arse. As they rubbed their cocks they shot each other curious glances, for although they were the best of friends none of them had ever seen the others wank themselves before.

As they continued to stimulate their cocks so they could feel the sensation building inside them, indicating they were getting very close to cumming. Their breathing changed as they began to let out little moans and groans of pleasure. A few more moments and Tom let out a howl of ecstasy;

“Oh God! Aaaaaagh! Oh Jesus! Aaaaagh! Mmmmffff, Aaaaaghhh!” he yelled as he shot spurt after spurt of cum out of his cock all over his stomach and body, much to the delight of the girls who were closest to him;

“Oh, wow that was awesome,”

“That was fantastic.”

“Oh God! That was just wicked!”

Tom’s explosion of cum set off a chain reaction, as next up was Nathan who screamed as he came;

“Jesus Fuck! Aaaaagh! Oh God! Yeeeessss! Aaaaaagh! Aaaaagh!” shooting streams of cum over his fingers and upper and lower body.

Again, those closest to him were spellbound by what they saw;

“That was amazing!”

“Oh wow! That was incredible!”

“Awesome! Just awesome!”

Lastly it was Connor’s turn. He had witnessed his two friends reaching their climax and now it was his own opportunity; his body shuddered as he convulsed and gave his own dramatic display;

“Aaaaaagh! Oh God! Yeeeeeesss! Aaaaaaagh! Fuck! Aaaaaaagh! Aaaaaaagh!! He shouted as wave after wave of cum shot out from his cock covering his hands, body and even his feet.

The group immediately in front of him squealed with delight;

“That was so brilliant!”

“Connor that was amazing!”

“Fantastic!”

The three boys stood gasping for breath after their epic showcase as their enthusiastic classmates cheered in their appreciation. Mr Crane smiled at the reaction of the rest of the pupils to the performance of the three boys; his classes didn’t normally attract such a fervent response. As the boys gradually regained their composure so Mr Crane moved amongst them collecting samples of their sperm in petri dishes ready for analysis, before sending them off to the boys’ toilets to get themselves cleaned up.

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