David High

David High 1 to 3

By Bare Adventure

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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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Chapter 1

Ms. Ashley Moore was a tall, slender white woman with neatly-styled black hair. Today she was dressed in a red polka dot dress and standing atop her high heels. She was “dressed for success” and on her way to an interview for a substitute teaching position. She was confident. She had undergraduate degrees in teaching and a master’s degree in Physical Education backed up by experience in three different schools.

The position was a several week assignment as a swimming instructor at David High School, a campus spread across seven buildings: one each for biology, mathematics, languages, art, history, music and finally physical education that also included the indoor pool.

As she drove into the parking lot of the school in her vintage 1950’s Ford sedan, it reminded her of her own days as a schoolgirl.

She made her way into the building just as the bell rang summoning the students to their classrooms. She watched as a few tardy students scrambled for doorways.

She made her way to the main office and walked through the open door to be greeted by a woman sitting at the desk. The name tag announced her as Ms. Janice Bell.

“Hi,” the woman said to her.

“Hi. I’m Ms. Ashley Moore. I’m here for the substitute position. Ms. White called me about it yesterday.”

Janice said, “Yes. She told me you would be coming. Her office is right down the office hall. Please go on back.”

Ashley was impressed with the smell of the newly-installed carpet, and the exquisitely designed doors as she made her way to the Principle’s office. She thought, “This school doesn’t seem to have a problem with its budget. This could be a good thing.”

The fancy lettering on the door read “Coral White, Principle.”

Ashley knocked at the open door. The woman looked up from her desk and said, “Come in. You must be Ashley.”

Ashley did a quick assessment of her would-be boss. She appeared to be in her 50’s with brown hair and green eyes and perhaps a touch overweight. She wore a matching power-red skirt and blouse. She spoke in a firm, confident voice. She might have intimidated a lesser woman, but Ashley stood tall and proud in her presence.

“Welcome to David High School. Our swimming instructor recently left her position and we need to fill it for the next seven weeks. Can you commit to teaching for that period?”

“I think so. I’ve taught physical education including swimming, but I’ve only taught swimming at a girls’ school. I’ve never taught boys swimming.”

Carol said, “Then you should know that the boys at David high school swim naked.”

“I did not know that. Completely naked with their bare butts.”

“That’s correct, Ms. Ashley.”

“How old are the boys?”

“Most of the boys are 14 and you will have a 16-year-old Teaching Assistant.”

Ashley envisioned what a pool full of naked boys must look like. Of course, she knew what boys looked like. As part of her degree in Physical Education, she had to take human anatomy. She saw pictures and cutaway diagrams but even at that, she had never seen a naked male “in the flesh.”

Coral went on, “I’ve viewed your resume and your references speak very highly of you. I think we can skip the normal probationary period and hire you directly – assuming you still want the job.”

“I’ll take the job!”

The women shook hands.

“See Janice on your way out. She has some paperwork for you to fill out. Then she’ll take you over to the pool and the girls’ locker room where you’ll have your office.”

After the paperwork exercise, Janice led Ashley through the campus with its sinuous walkways linking the various brick buildings. As they passed each building, Janice told Ashley the name of the building and to which subject it was devoted. The physical education building was The Wilma Rudolph building after the African-American track star who won three gold medals in the 1960 Summer Olympics.

Janice give Ashley the royal tour, starting with the girls’ locker room with its brown walls, light blue lockers and metal benches. The lockers stood in five rows, with the last row facing the showers. Off to the side was Ashley’s Office.

The pool was 13 feet deep, 23 feet wide and 45 feet long. It had 5 lanes outlined with floating markers and a blue-tiled line on the bottom. It had ladders on each end and on one end, both a high and low diving board.

The pool was the centerpiece of a swimming complex with bleachers and a second story, windowed balcony that overlooked the lower layers.

“This is quite nice. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Yes, it is quite nice. Let’s take a look at the boys’ locker room.”

The boys’ locker room was similar to the girls’ except it was more Spartan. The walls were white as were the lockers and the benches were bare metal. As in the girls’ locker room, the showers were at the far end of five rows of lockers.

“Off to the side is Coach Benson’s office.” Janice stated.

“Do you have any questions?” Janice asked.

“No, I think I have enough to go in for the moment. I’m sure I’ll have more questions as I get into the job.”

“Well, you know how to get in touch with me. I’ll be glad to answer any questions you have.

We’ll see you Monday at 8:30 at the main office. We’ll do a quick introduction to the student body as part of the Morning Visual Announcement or MVA as it’s better known.”

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Monday morning, she got ready for her first day of class and her first view of dozens of teenaged boys’ penises. She selected a modest, one-piece polka-dot bathing suit as her “uniform.” She had more revealing, sexier bathing suits, but thought better about wearing them. The thought of seeing dozens of young penises was one thing; she didn’t think she could take it if they were all erected.

She got in her car and drove to the school. The parking lot was mostly empty. In her eagerness, she had arrived well before her 8:30 show time.

Chapter 2

Ashley made her way to the office. Ms. White, the principle was already in her office.

“I hope you’re up to being the star of today’s MVA – that’s Morning Visual Announcement. You will be introduced first thing before the routine announcements. You can leave as soon as we are finished introducing you. It will give you a chance to walk to your office while the rest of the announcements are being made.

Janice came in several minutes later. “Oh good, Ashley. I have your employee badge. It won’t get you into Fort Knox but it will get you in the building after hours and open doors where various equipment is kept. It can also be used as a key to your office.

The clock ticked away and a bell rang. “That’s the warning that class is about to begin.

Let’s get you set up for your introduction. Come, sit in this chair and look into the camera. Is there anything you would like to say to the students?”

“I don’t think so.”

“OK, Principle White will make the introduction.”

A second bell rang. “Show time!” Janice announced.

Ashley saw the monitor in the office come alive. On it was emblazoned the School’s Logo along with the date and time.

Ms. White did the voiceover. “Good morning students and staff. Before we start today’s announcement, I would like to introduce the newest member of our staff, Ms. Ashley Moore.”

Janice clicked on something on her computer and Ashley’s face appeared on the monitor. Ashly smiled and waved to her virtual audience as Ms. White continued the introduction, “Ms. Moore is joining our physical education department as the girls’ gym instructor, a swimming instructor and teaching Human Development to 7^th and 8^th grade girls.

Please give her a warm welcome if you should meet her.”

Janice then took over the presentation and a PowerPoint slide appeared. She narrated as a slide showing the closure of a hallway in one of the buildings due to ceiling maintenance was shown. Ashley left as the lunch menu was being shown.

Ashley arrived at her office shortly after 8:30. It was austere with a wooden desk, a filing cabinet and a small trash bin. She considered asking for a small locker so she could store her class clothes, gym clothes and swimwear and to lock up her purse, phone and other valuables.

Her first class was at 9 AM. She didn’t have a lesson plan developed so she decided to put her girls through their paces with general conditioning exercises. She took her clipboard and class roster with her – she had memorized the names, but now had to put them with faces.

She decided to observe the girls to gauge their physical fitness so she could adjust her program to meet their needs.

She had a couple classes of girls to evaluate.

The Human Development classes were a lot easier. She inherited a lesson plan. It was fairly standard and she had taught the subject before.

The swimming lesson for the boys was the last class of the day. She changed into her one-piece bathing suit and made her way to the pool area. She walked around to the door that opened into the boys’ locker room. A wall prevented her from seeing in, but she could hear the boisterous cacophony of enthusiastic young men shouting back and forth to each other in the shower.

The boys came out of the locker room singly, in pairs and sometimes threes. Each group was well into the pool area when they saw their new teacher for the first time. There was a look of shock, then disbelief and finally of embarrassment as hands rushed to cover penises.

“No covering,” she commanded.

The boys looked at each other. First one boy then another and another and then the entire group lowered their hands.”

Ashely smiled to herself. She won the first battle. She proved that she was in charge. The boys obeyed.

“That’s better, boys. Line up for roll call.”.

As she called each boy, she noted their physical appearance.

That took care of her students. She looked around and asked “Where is my TA?”

“Here, ma’am,” Danny replied as he stepped forward. He was 16, but he had the smallest penis of the group.

“Please take this clipboard to my office. It’s just inside the boy’s locker room.

Danny took the clipboard and trotted off.

“No running in the pool area,” Ashley scolded him. He slowed to a brisk walk.

He sheepishly opened the door to the boy’s locker room, found her office and put the clipboard on her desk. He came back to fall in beside his teacher. She dismissed him, “Go stand with the other boys.”

“Today we are going to do laps. Pair up!”

She blew her whistle and the first pair dove into the water, swam down to the end, did their turn and swam back.

As they were getting out. She blew her whistle again and the second pair dove in. The first pair resumed their place in line as the process continued for the better part of the hour.

She gave them about 10 minutes of “free swim” at the end of the period and blew her whistle again. “OK, boys, everybody out of the pool.”

“Good work today, gentlemen. In case you didn’t pay attention at todays MVA, I’m Ms. Ashley.”

She gave a short blast on her whistle, “Class dismissed.”

The boys, who forgot their nudity in front of their pretty teacher while concentrating on their swimming, became embarrassed again. She noticed several of them developing erections. She blushed a little thinking that she could be the cause of them – that a woman of her age could excite teenaged boys so much. But then she recalled what she learned in college that other emotions such as embarrassment can also cause young boys to have erections. Their being naked and her being clothed was sufficient cause for embarrassment.

As they made their way towards the door, Ashly noted, “cute buns!”

She used her teacher’s prerogative and followed the boys into their locker room to supervise them showering. Although they did a less thorough job than girls would have done, it was adequate.

Most of the boys completed their showers, got dressed and left. A few even came to her before leaving and stated. “Thanks for the lesson, Ms. Ashley.”

Danny was still waiting his turn to get to the showers along with a few other boys when she left.

When Ashely returned to her office, she noticed a girl, still dressed in her school uniform in the locker room. She was holding a camera.

Ashly addressed the girl. “Can I help you?”

“Hi, Ms. Ashley. I’m Jane Marion. I was wondering if I can take a picture of the boy’s swim team in the pool for the school newspaper.”

“I’m sorry dear, I can’t let you take pictures of the boys like that for the paper. Besides the session is over.”

The girl frowned and looked at her shoes. She let out a very disappointed, “OK.”

“But she smiled inwardly. She had already gotten the picture she wanted.”

Ashley thought, “Not yet. I’m not sure how the school officials and the parents will take it.” Besides, she wanted to keep this arrangement to herself for the moment. She was protective of “her boys” and did not want to see them harmed.

Chapter 3

Jane played her part with Ms. Moore. She acted disappointed when she told her that she could not take pictures of the boys.

Inwardly, she smiled. She was sent to do an article on the boys’ swimming. She intended to catch Ms. Moore before the class to interview her, but was late. Ms. Moore was already in the pool area waiting for the boys to get out of the locker room.

So Jane decided to wait for her. After several minutes she heard a noise. Someone was coming into the girls’ locker room from the pool side. At first she thought it might be Ms. Moore. Instead, it was a boy, and the boy was naked! Jane quickly hid behind a row of lockers and peeked just the very top of her head around the corner.

It was Danny, Ms. Moore’s TA. He was carrying a clipboard that he carefully placed on Ms. Moore’s desk.

Jane could not resist. She raised her camera and took some pictures of the naked boy and then crouched down behind the lockers, shaking too much to even review the pictures she just took.

She sat there until she was sure he was gone before venturing out and sitting on one of the benches. She had a half dozen pictures. A couple were blurry and one of them was too dark. “I can enhance that one in Photoshop.” She thought.

There were two pictures that were perfect: they had a clear view of both his penis and his face.

Now all she had to do was figure out what to do with these pictures.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Ms. Moore came back from the pool area.

“I’m sorry that I can’t allow you to take pictures of the boys in the pool area. Maybe we can arrange a group picture somewhere else on campus when the boys are properly dressed in their uniforms. I do think it would be a good idea if you wrote and article for the school newspaper. I can give you an interview next week when I get to know the boys better and we can arrange a time for the picture.”

“That would be nice Ms. Moore. I think I’ll get going now. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Marion.”

“It’s Jane. Marion is my last name. I’m a freshman and I’m 13.”

“I’m sorry that I got your name wrong, Jane.”

“It happens all the time,” the girl laughed.

“13 is kind of young for high school.”

“It has to do with moving around and with my being a brainiac.

I started in a school district where kids started young. Then I skipped a grade because I was well ahead of my fellow classmates.”

“You must be very smart, then.”

“I am. I’ve gotten nothing but straight As for as far back as I can remember.”

“You should be proud of yourself.”

“I am, but it comes with a cost. Other kids pick on me because I’m so smart. Also being a lot younger than the other girls, I don’t have any friends. They don’t want to hang out with a ‘baby.’”

Ashley dismissed Jane, feeling a bit sorry for the girl. Ashley was also a loner in high school. She watched as the girl departed.

Ashley wanted to catch Danny before he left, so she went back to the boys’ side of the pool and called for him. He came out naked.

“Do you know Jane Marion,” she asked?

“I think so, she’s a freshman.”

“That’s right. She is also a reporter on the school paper and she wants to do a story on the swim group.

I think it would be a good idea if she also talked to you as the leader of the team and also if we got a brief biography of each of you boys. I’d like you to take care of that.”

“Sure thing, Ms. Moore.”

Ashely went back to the girls’ locker room, changed out of her swimming kit and went home.

Meanwhile Danny returned to the boys’ locker room. That’s when he discovered that his towel and clothes were missing. He had opened his locker in anticipation of taking a shower.

As he was talking with Ms. Moore, the other boys must have taken his clothes. It was a cruel trick and boys like to play tricks like this on each other. Danny was a more frequent target since he had such a small penis. Word was all over the school and every boy (and a couple of girls) knew about it.

The older boys shunned him stating, “No wonder they have you hanging out with freshman boys. Your dick’s even smaller than theirs.”

There was absolutely nothing for Danny to cover up with.

He went back to Ms. Moore’s office. She was gone. It was locked. A search of the girls’ locker room found nothing better than some girl’s discarded gym sock. He thought briefly of using it like a cod piece to cover up with, but decided his hands were more efficient.

His next task was to figure out what to do. He decided that he had to get to the main office and hope that he could find someone there who could find him some clothes.

He made his way from building to building. Fortunately, he knew a route that took him behind the buildings so he could avoid people on the walkways. It was late, and there were few people about at all.

Nonetheless he had to travel the full length of the campus. Although he could be seen by motorists on the adjacent street, they would only see him from a distance and only get a fleeting glance. There was hope he could remain anonymous.

Unfortunately, he had to go around to the front door of the main building. Luck was with him; it was not locked, and he did not encounter anyone until he made it to the office.

Janice looked up and did a double-take. She did not expect to see anyone at this hour, much less a naked boy.

“Danny, you’re NAKED!” she exclaimed, stating the obvious.

“Get in here. Close the door. We can’t have people seeing you like that!”

In the meantime, she was enjoying the view, particularly his cute buns as he closed the door.

“Let me see if I can find something for you to wear.”

Had it been winter, there would have been a chance that somebody had a coat hanging somewhere, but with nobody else in the office sand it being spring, she had nothing to offer.

The closest thing was a roll of paper towels and for a brief moment she thought about doing him up with the towels like she did her girlfriends at sleepovers making dresses out of toilet paper. She decided that he needed something more substantial.

She thought a bit more, maybe just a few seconds, but to the naked boy in front of her, it seemed like hours.

“Wait right here. Don’t go anywhere,” she admonished.

Danny thought, “Where am I going to go not dressed like this?”

“Let me check my car,” the woman said, grabbing her purse as she departed the office.

Danny stood there alone, naked and worried that someone might come into the office.

Janice returned in about 5 minutes. She had a plastic dry cleaning bag with her. In it, still on its hanger, was a yellow formal gown.

“I was going to wear this at my cousin’s wedding in a couple of weeks. Please try to get it back to me as soon as possible, so I can have it cleaned again.”

Danny blushed but put on the dress.

Janice reached under her desk. “Here’s my sneakers I wear when I walk at lunch time,” she said handing him the shoes. “They look like they should fit. They are pink and they clash with the outfit, but it beats going home barefoot.”

She then looked at the boy. “I’m sorry. I would offer you a ride home, but when I went out to my car, I noticed that it had a flat tire. I’m going to have to call my husband to come fix it, but it will probably be a while. He’s still at work.

I’m afraid you’ll have to walk home.”

“It’s OK, Ms. Bell. I only live a few blocks away.”

Danny thought of taking some round about route that allowed him to hide, but decided to take the direct route home and minimize his exposure. Unfortunately this took him on some major streets and past the houses of several of his schoolmates.

A car drove by and honked at him. “Hi there, sweety,” a girl shouted from the passenger side. She appeared to be about 10 and her mother who was driving was also laughing.

Things got worse on the next block. As he was passing Jenny’s house – a girl in his class – he noticed a small crowd of girls and boys on the porch. They were having an after school party. The girls pointed, screeched and giggled. One of the boys shouted out, “Hey homo, do you want to go to the prom with me?”

Danny had to go to the back of the house where the spare key was hidden to let himself in. He had no idea if his neighbors could see him.

He carefully removed the dress and put it on the couch,

There was a knock at the door. Danny looked through the window and saw that it was Hannah Fauch, his mom’s best friend. Danny left the living room where she might see him and hid in the kitchen hoping she’d go away.

She stuck her head in the door and yelled, “Hello, anyone home?” Without waiting for an answer, she walked right in. The two families were informal with one another and in fact, Danny was asked to refer to her as Ms. Hannah rather than Ms. Fauch.

“I have a strawberry cake,” she yelled up the stairs thinking that’s where whoever was home was lurking.

Then she said the words, Danny didn’t want to hear. “I’ll just leave it in the ‘fridge in the kitchen.

She swung the door open to the kitchen as Danny ducked behind it. After putting the cake in the refrigerator, she turned and let out a yell as she saw Danny standing there with his back towards her.

Holding her hand over her rapidly beating heart, she stared at him and finally said, “You scared the hell out of me. I didn’t know you were there.”

Then as her eyes moved up and down his body, she thought, “Nice body – cute buns,”: but said, “You’re naked.”

After another moment of silence she said, “You’re not up to something dirty, are you?”

“No, it’s not like that Ms. Hannah. It’s a long story.”

The doorbell rang. Ms. Hannah announced, “That would be your mother’s guests.”

“Guests?” Danny thought. He put his hands over his genitals and darted off to his room. It was stark empty. The beds were stripped, the closets were empty as were the drawers and even his laundry hamper was void of contents.

He returned downstairs to Ms. Hannah hoping for some help.

“Well, if you’re not up to no good, then what are you doing naked?”

Danny explained how the boys stole his clothes and he had to wear a dress home.

“You poor boy,” she smiled at him. Well, I guess there isn’t much to do about it now. Besides it’s about time we let the proverbial cat out of the bag.

She walked to the door and opened it. In walked 7 women followed by his mother.

“Danny,” she explained, these are the mothers of the boys you swim with at school.”

Then she held up a bag. “Here’s your clothes. I picked them up at school.

You’ve been way too modest for a boy recently and I though a little ‘exposure’ would be good for you. So, you won’t get your clothes back until the party is over.

You know where all the stuff in the kitchen is. You’ll wait on me and my friends.”

Then she giggled and pointed to his feet, “Cute sneakers.”

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