Life at Oakdale School

Life at Oakdale School 4

Little English Boy

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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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It was 9.55 when Mrs Yelland wandered in to the boys’ dorm to see several boys playing with their game consoles. Reynolds was on his bed and she noticed the front of his short trousers was sticking out. She had the tube of ointment matron gave her for Jenkins, and saw his bottom half was still bare.

“Time for bed boys. Hurry along and get all those clothes off. Toilet before you shower, then you’re ready for bed.”

As Jim got undressed, Nick saw he still had that boner and decided to rib him about the game. He chuckled.

“We can all see how much fun that game with Julie was.”

Jim just gave his mate a smile but said nothing. Nick grinned.

“Follow my advice Jim and you’ll soon be beating her.”

Nick was surprised when Jim went scarlet as his prepubescent boner got so rigid with the head sticking right out.

“Err… We’d… err… better… err… get on with our shower… err… Nick.”

Jim shot past Nick. Mrs Yelland smiled to see his bald mini boner lead the way as it waggled wildly about. She loved to watch a new intake of year 9 boys get naked. By the end of the week they would have got used to it but seeing their embarrassment on this first night made her pussy tingle as they had to comply with the order to strip in front of her.

Jenkins was being a bit slow, so she pulled his t-shirt off and slapped his bare bottom to speed him up. Mrs Yelland watched over these blushing boys as they red-facedly use the urinal, toilet, and shower. She used her authority to check every square inch of the boys, with particular reference to their boners and under foreskins as well as bottoms. She was soon all done and had applied Jenkins’ ointment.

“You’ll find the tissues are in the drawer, so don’t forget to use them. Goodnight boys.”

The boys all looked nervously around. It was Nick who spelt out the elephant in the room as he lay naked on the bed.

“Come on guys, we all wank, and who wants to take their sheets down to young Miss Jones if you have a wet dream?”

Nick was remembering what happened earlier, especially Bobby’s perfect hands finishing him off in that secluded part of the grounds. Then her giggle as she reminded him that his potted history at induction inferred he was no good with his hands. Bobby offered him some practice and he recalled her so slippery tunnel and her squeals of delight as his fingers got to practice on her. Jim was astonished to watch Nick’s floppy willy grow and get stiff all on its own. He looked down and was surprised to see his own Tanner stage two 3.1 inch erect penis bobbing up and down. Nick chuckled as he wrapped his right hand around his boner and set to. He grinned at his mate.

“I can see you’re all ready for action Jim.’

Jim realised that was what Brenda had been doing to him earlier and wanted to experience that again. His first solo effort started off a bit clumsy, but he got better and soon Nick heard Jim grunt. He breathlessly gave his mate some advice.

“When I first started nothing came out but keep wanking and it just gets better and better.”

Jim was astonished at the feeling as he pumped some more.

There were soon six boys having their normal pre-sleep fun, with the provided tissues on their chest to catch any ejaculate, plus Jim jerking off on his first solo effort. Higgins was in the next bed and, as he gave out a long groan, Nick noticed he just shot a few clear drops that were soon mopped up. Royle used six tissues to clean up his load. Jenkins’ rope burn meant he was unable to join in. Nick explained to the remaining two puzzled prepubescent boys what to do.

Having had three orgasms already today, Nick’s one was taking its time, but the sight of all this activity brought him to a satisfactory conclusion, although nothing like the one earlier with Bobby’s expert hands. As he wiped up, he looked across at Jim. He had had to stop as his willy got just too sensitive but Jim was now looking worriedly between his legs. Nick saw that although Jim’s winkle had gone soft, it was not thin like earlier but all red and puffy like a fat slug.

“Don’t worry about that Jim. When I was 11, my little winkle used to look like that after I first started giving it a good workout. It’ll be all back to normal by the morning. As you can see with mine, the swelling on a bigger floppy dick after wanking is much less noticeable. It’s still red though but will soon go back to pink. Did you have fun?”

Jim’s huge grin told its own story as he excitedly recalled that continual fabulous feeling.

“Yeah Nick, like WOW.”

His brain was still coming down from that high. In his befuddled state, he was about to compare those feelings with Brenda’s actions in Matron’s office but caught himself just in time after deciding that was private even from mates.

“This afternoon… err… err… Oh… err… Thanks Nick. I was a bit worried I might have hurt it. I’ll pack down now.”

The boys were all finishing off when they heard a loud shriek and saw poor Jenkins clutching his sore mini-boner.

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As Mrs Yelland walked back in, her husband was glancing at the closed circuit video system to check on the boys as they packed down. He does not really like observing his boys pre-sleep activities as they engage in such a private act, but he knows his wife does. He smiles at her as she settles down in front of the monitor, in the certain knowledge that their own pre-sleep activities would be considerably enhanced after she has observed this new intake of naked 13-year-old boys jerk off. He recalled the immense fun they had in bed last September after his wife saw that new boy Cartwright for the first time. He was hung like a horse with a thick boner over 8 inches long and his squirting went on and on. He was now the most popular year 10 boy with all the girls.

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In the girls’ dorm, Miss Ferguson had arrived to tell the girls to get ready for bed. She began to chat with them about their first day, and it was Julie who raised an important point.

“If the school was so much into equality, why were the girls allowed to wear PE kit and swimming costumes, but the boys had to do their sport naked.”

She then giggled.

“Not that I’m complaining miss, as we all got to see some pretty fit guys by the pool.”

The other girls giggled too as their housemistress smiled.

“Tradition was that boys had always done sport naked, just like the ancient Greeks, but when Oakdale went co-ed, the governors felt this was a step too far to expect young girls to follow suit.”

Bobby joined in the conversation.

“Because all my stuff hadn’t arrived here yet, I had to do gym in my underwear. When we went to the pool, Miss Lancaster told me to get them off for swimming. The boys were still all there, and I would be naked in front of them. I wasn’t happy, but she insisted. It was so embarrassing as I eventually had to comply, and then she got each boy to give my bare bottom a spank for not doing as I was told. They must have seen everything as I bent over with my legs apart. My friends Nick Johnson and Jim Reynolds only gave my bum a light tap, but the other boys really stung miss.”

Miss Ferguson nodded.

“Miss Lancaster told me you questioned her authority. Pupils are expected to show respect to their teachers at all times, so arguing with a teacher is not on and I fully supported her decision that you needed a spanking. Perhaps getting the boys to do it was a bit more than I would have done, but it brought home the seriousness of your disrespect.”

She was surprised to see Bobby grin.

“It did miss, but once everyone had seen what I had, there was nothing worse that could happen. Miss Lancaster saw I had a diamond stud adorning my belly button and ordered me to go over to matron immediately and get it removed, even though I was naked. To tell the truth miss, seeing the uncontrollable effect on all the boys as their willys went from soft to stiff was so much fun, as was the feeling of the air blowing over my body as I walked through the grounds. I was initially concerned when Mr Collins and Mr Davies saw me, but they both ignored the fact that I was naked.”

“We have a pretty casual approach to bare bodies here at Oakdale, as everyone has one, A brief appraisal is to be expected, but staring would be regarded as disrespectful. Talking of disrespect Miss Bishop, it did not go unnoticed at induction that you failed several times to show proper respect to Mr Davies by addressing him as sir. He could have spanked you there and then, and in the traditional way, for such disrespect.”

Sara Bishop still did not realise how lucky she had been earlier not to get spanked on the bare in front of her classmates.

“But we are girls miss…”

Miss Ferguson cut her off.

“And boys are boys Miss Bishop. Disrespect will be treated equally at Oakdale and do not forget it.”

She saw her give a pout but decided to ignore it as she turned to address all her dorm.

“You may have noticed that the uniform list did not include nighties. It is all part of our school ethos that air circulating around growing bodies is good for them, so you will be sleeping naked. Hurry up and get ready for bed.”

Bobby gave her housemistress a grin as she pulled up her t-shirt, slipped off her bra, then dropped her shorts and panties in one. Sara Bishop looked on in shock as her classmates followed suit. She began to protest.

“I’m not getting naked. Girls need their modesty.”

Would this girl ever learn thought Miss Ferguson?

“Get those clothes off Miss Bishop.”

“No! My mum has packed my nighties and that is what I will wear for bed.”

“You have just earned a spanking Miss Bishop.”

Sara did not move.

“Are you disrespecting our traditions too? Get yourself ready to be spanked.”

She saw Miss Bishop begin to cry but was still not moving. Miss Ferguson sat down to pull Sara over her lap, pushed off her slippers and socks, then yanked her shorts and panties down. The wailing began before the first smack landed.

“I will now give you something to really cry about Miss Bishop. A double spanking for your additional disrespect.”

Miss Ferguson knew this girl had to learn not to show disrespect and decided a hand spanking was insufficient. She leant down to pick up one of her pupil’s own slippers and landed it full on. The room echoed with the girl’s screams and blubbing as the girls watched her bare bottom go redder and redder. After the twelfth slipper landed the well chastised girl was pulled up. Miss Ferguson quickly removed her t-shirt and training bra so she was ready for bed. Despite these being her girl classmates who had already seen her naked in the showers earlier, this blubbing girl snapped an arm in front and a hand between her legs. She screamed as her housemistress landed that slipper again.

“Get those hands down Miss Bishop!”

Sara instantly did as she was told.

“That’s better Miss Bishop. Now fold all your clothes up and put them away neatly…”

Miss Ferguson shoved the slipper in her tummy.

“…and put this slipper with your other one and tidy them both away.”

She had never been spanked before and, looking down through tear-filled eyes, she saw this first time was with her own slipper. She realised that every morning it would be a reminder of her pain and humiliation as she put on her favourite Keds. Miss Ferguson smiled as she saw the horror sink in. She could see Miss Bishop was still a little girl with a flat chest and a bald little slit. She had been acting like one too, and now had a well-deserved naughty little girl’s red bottom to match. Perhaps as puberty proceeds her mental maturity might catch up.

“Right, everyone. Toilet first, then shower, so you are all ready to have a good night’s sleep.”

She looked at her girls as they filed into the shower and saw that Miss Bishop was the only girl still prepubescent. After their evening ablutions, she watched the girls slip into their beds, with Miss Bishop deciding to sleep on her stomach.

“Goodnight girls.”

She smiled as she received that familiar ritual chorus of ‘Goodnight Miss’ from her girls and turned out the light.

As the darkness enveloped them, it was not only Julie who slipped her hand between her legs. The moans finally died away and the room was silent. Julie had had a nice cum but missed her twin brother’s adept fingers. She wondered what cute WizardJim’s fingers would be like. Drifting off to sleep, Julie had a big grin as she thought of the fun finding out.

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Nick was dreaming of the fun he and Bobby had had on their evening stroll in the grounds. It was 6.59am when an insistent buzz intruded on the action replay going through his brain. The pleasurable reimagining of Bobby’s warm moist vaginal walls clamping down on his fingers evaporated at his rude awakening. He fumbled for his phone and groaned as he looked at the screen -

‘Keep up the traditions
son. Oakdale is great.

Dad’

As he was trying to fathom out what it meant, Mr Yelland came in wearing a robe.

“Right boys, it’s 7 o’clock and time to get up. It is a long cherished tradition that, before their first morning ablutions, new boys in year 9 have a skinny dip in the pool followed by running round the sports field to dry off.”

He pulled back the nearest boy’s quilt and gave a none too soft smack on that bare bum.

“Hurry up Jenkins. You have bin monitor duties first before your appointment with the pool. Get the windows open.”

As Jenkins rushed over to the windows, Mr Yelland reached for the last boy’s quilt. Royle got the message and leapt out of the bed sporting his impressive morning wood. Jenkins was busy with the bins and when he got to Royle’s, he screwed up his face as his fingers touched that big heap of damp smelly tissues. Mr Yelland got him moving.

“Come along Jenkins, we’re all waiting for you.”

Jenkins put Royle’s tissues in the bag he held and tied it up, then joined the line of boys with willys at attention.

“Tradition is that all boys are proud of their bodies, so no covering up if we meet anyone.”

As they walked down the stairs, the boys were grateful that the early hour meant no one was about. As they got to the bottom, Mr Yelland smiled as he saw who was approaching.

“Good morning Miss Jones. Nice to see you up and about this early.”

He saw several boys go to cover up.

“Remember our tradition boys. Be proud!”

She grinned at the house master.

“I only joined Oakdale in May Mr Yelland, and your wife suggested that on this first morning of the school year I get cracking early. The early bird always catches the worm she said.”

She winked at Mr Yelland as she smirked at the red-faced naked boys.

“Ten little worms Mr Yelland, some not so little I see. Good morning boys. It’s a pleasure to meet you all in the flesh.”

The boys were not sure what to say.

“Where are your manners boys? Say good morning to Miss Jones.”

She received a rather desultory ‘Good morning Miss Jones’. Mr Yelland was not satisfied.

“That was pathetic. I’ll introduce you one by one. You will shake her hand and say a loud ‘Good morning Miss Jones’.”

He pushed the nearest boy in front of Miss Jones.

“This little boy is Jenkins Miss Jones.”

He nervously stretched out his hand and squeaked his response.

“Err… Good morning… err… Miss Jones.”

She gripped his hand and looked down at his floppy little winkle with that point of skin and tiny balls snug beneath.

“Still a little boy I see. I look forward to monitoring your progress through school Jenkins.”

Mr Yelland nodded to the next boy. Oh what the hell, thought Jim. I’m over it now. Be proud Mr Yelland said, and it’s only another girl. He smiled at her as he stepped forward and held out his hand.

“Good morning Miss Jones, I’m Reynolds. We year 9 boys are off on the traditional first morning swim miss.”

She felt his firm grip as she looked down at his Tanner stage two 3.1 inch erect penis. She gave him a smile.

“Pleased to meet you Reynolds. Don’t get too cold in the pool.”

Jim grinned and nodded, then it was Nick’s turn. He had been surprised at the confidence Jim was showing at being naked in front of this girl only a few years older than him. He didn’t want to look like a wimp, so smiled at her.

“Good morning Miss Jones. Nick Johnson is the name miss.”

He saw her smile increase as she looked down at his morning wood.

“You are a big boy for 13. I’m very pleased to meet you Nick.”

He grinned and nodded. After every boy had been introduced, Miss Jones smiled at them.

“Have a nice swim boys. Perhaps I might join you on another day Mr Yelland.”

“You’re more than welcome Miss Jones. Quite a few staff members enjoy a refreshing morning swim.”

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It was 7 o’clock in the girl’s dorm and they were beginning to stir. Miss Ferguson entered wearing her robe.

“Time to get up girls. That was an interesting discussion last night about equality. You may not be aware that it is tradition for the new boys in year 9 to start their first morning here with a skinny dip in the pool. Since becoming co-educational, the governors have accepted that Oakdale girls did not have to follow that particular tradition. In my last 8 years here I have always asked each group of new girls if we would like to start our own tradition.”

She saw Bobby smile as she realised what was being asked.

“Do you mean we skinny dip with the boys miss?”

Miss Ferguson smiled. Julie slipped out of bed and gave a big stretch.

“You know miss, one of the worst part of being a girl is having to put up with sexual harassment from immature boys. At my old school miss, we girls were constantly bombarded with texts from such boys requesting naked pictures of us.”

Many girls nodded in agreement. Julie turned to her housemistress.

“See miss, it’s a national problem.”

Miss Ferguson nodded.

“You’re all quite right. What can we do to stop it here?”

By now, all the girls were up and sitting naked on their beds. All except Sara Bishop, that is, who was gripping the quilt tightly around her. Jane Bates looked round the dorm at her classmates and chuckled.

“We could take a picture now and send it to all the boys. Get it over in one hit, so to speak miss.”

Miss Ferguson smiled.

“Any other ideas?”

Julie had been giving it some thought.

“Well miss, I’ve never been to a school like this that has such an equal policy on respecting the opposite sex and most of our boy classmates seem mature. I think your suggestion of joining them on a skinny dip will do the trick miss. We’ve seen all the boys naked and if we join them in the pool ‘au naturel’, that issue will be taken right off the table miss.”

Bobby chipped in.

“It had been embarrassing at first in front of the boys but seeing all those floppy willys grow into rigid boners was quite some compensation. After the initial shock, I did find it fun wandering about in the buff miss. Julie and I were talking with Nick and Jim about being naked here when one of the prefects, Brenda Francis miss, came over. She said at Oakdale the school has a fairly laid-back approach to bodies. Would the school let us skinny dip with the boys miss?”

Miss Ferguson smiled.

“Provided you are being supervised by a member of staff, there is no problem. This is entirely voluntary and no one will think the worse of you if you do not join in. Tradition for boys is only for this first day, after which it is their own decision how they swim. Equality would mean that a girls’ tradition would be the same. Who is in?”

Bobby and Julie’s hands went straight up, as did Jane Bates and three other girls. Miss Ferguson slipped off her robe.

“I will be joining you, as will Mr Yelland, so you and the boys will all be supervised.”

She smiled at the undecided girls, three of whom nervously raised their hands. Sara Bishop looked shocked and pulled the covers even tighter.

“Count me out. I’m wearing a costume… err… miss.”

Miss Ferguson noted she just remembered her manners in time and had called her ‘miss’.

“OK Miss Bishop. You’re going to have to get up though.”

She whipped the quilt off her bed before the naked prepubescent girl could react. There was a shriek as she rushed over to her wardrobe and grabbed a costume to cover up.

“OK girls, let’s go.”

Julie made a suggestion.

“I think we should enhance the surprise by wearing a towel until we get to the pool miss. If we all drop the towels at the same time, it’ll be such fun to watch the boys react miss.”

Miss Ferguson grinned as she slipped her robe back on.

“Excellent idea Miss Brown.”

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The boys had just got to the pool when they saw the girls approaching all wrapped in towels. They were puzzled to see some girls looking as nervous as they were, although Nick and Jim noticed Bobby and Julie were grinning. Jim gave Julie a smile as Miss Ferguson halted.

“OK girls, lose the towels.”

Miss Ferguson smiled at Mr Yelland.

“In the interests of equality, most of my girls agreed to adopt the boys’ tradition Mr Yelland.”

The two teachers dropped their robes and dived in. As the two naked adults dived in, the boys looked at their nine naked girl classmates, with only Sara Bishop in a swimsuit. The girls grinned to watch the reaction of the stunned boys as they saw all this girl flesh. Julie smiled as she came over to Jim. Turning to present her bottom to him, she whispered.

“What do you think of my bare tushie WizardJim?”

“It looks perfect JulesBabe.”

She grinned.

“I really enjoyed our game last night and am looking forward to the repeat tonight.”

Jim looked into her eyes.

“Watch out JulesBabe, as it’ll be game on tonight.”

She had a coy smile as she gave her bottom a light smack. Jim saw a pale handprint fade away from that perfection.

“I wonder if I’ll get beaten.”

Jim’s Tanner stage two 3.1 inch erect penis now went rigid at her reply. He was glad of her next suggestion.

“OK cute guy. Let’s get in the water.”

Bobby was alongside Nick as Julie grabbed Jim and they leaped in.

“You might be right about Jim being tougher than we think. He wasn’t fazed in the least to be standing alongside Julie with that cute boner.”

She grinned at Nick, then looked down.

“Big boy is a toughie too. Fancy a swim?”

Nick nodded and they both dived in.

They had all been swimming for about 10 minutes when Julie suggested to Jim they take a break. As they got out of the water, Jim saw Julie’s nipples were sticking right out. She thought Jim’s shrivelled little button the cutest thing but knew he would soon go through puberty and get one as big as Nick, or even Fred Royle. That was when Sara Bishop walked by. She pointed straight between his legs and began to laugh.

“Look at that tiny winkle. You’re still a little boy.”

Miss Ferguson was in the water nearby and heard everything. She saw the anger in Miss Brown’s eyes and thought she was going to hit Miss Bishop. Although she felt it would have served that perpetually rude girl right, a pupil hitting another, especially in front of two teachers, could not be ignored and she would end up in serious trouble.

“Miss Brown, we will do this by the book.”

She was relieved to see Miss Brown unclench her fists.

“You are well aware of our rules on disrespecting boys Miss Bishop. Mr Yelland, will you take this one?”

“Certainly Miss Ferguson.”

He glared at the disrespectful girl.

“You have earned a spanking. You know our tradition.”

“But sir, I’ve only got this one piece suit on.”

“Then get it off girl, unless you want to earn another spanking for disrespecting our traditions.”

Sara Bishop remembered the extreme pain from the double spanking last night. She had a stark choice; get naked in front of the boys and receive six painful spanks, or she could refuse and get twelve extremely painful spanks and she would still be naked as Mr Yelland would strip her bare. Sensibly, she chose the lesser punishment. Sara felt every boys’ eyes were watching her total humiliation as she pushed the shoulder straps off and slowly began to peel her suit downwards. Mr Yelland was getting impatient and knew what would spur this rude girl on.

“Hurry it up girl, or I will have Reynolds get your suit off for you.”

She looked at Jim in horror, but he had just folded his arms and was giving her an impassive stare. She gulped and slid her suit down and off, then snapped an arm over her featureless chest and a hand over her bald pussy.

“Bend over girl. Hands on knees and legs apart.”

She could only comply. All her classmates heard her start crying before the spanking had even started. The bawling increased as Mr Yelland placed his hand in the small of her back and she screamed as his other hand landed full force on her bare bottom. After five more screams and hysterical sobs, he yanked her up so everyone saw her immaturity.

“You will apologise to Reynolds Miss Bishop.”

She went to cover up, only to receive a further painful smack from Mr Yelland.

“Hands on your head girl.”

She shrieked and snapped her hands atop her head, horrified at having to expose her body to all her classmates. She turned to Jim.

“I’m very sorry for disrespecting you Reynolds.”

He took a brief appraisal of his classmate.

“My mother has a saying that people in glass houses would be wise never to throw stones.”

He smiled at her then put out his hand.

“Your apology is accepted. Please call me Jim, all my friends do.”

Miss Ferguson and Mr Yelland were pleased to see how this boy had defused the situation. Julie thought Jim was wonderful at how he handled Sara Bishop and flung her arms around him to give his cheek a big kiss. Miss Ferguson let out a loud cough to remind her of the rules. Julie put her boyfriend down and grinned at her housemistress.

“That’s a nasty cough you’ve got there miss.”

Mr Yelland chuckled and turned to his fellow teacher.

“I think we’d all better get back to swimming, don’t you Miss Ferguson?”

She looked at Julie and tutted, then returned his smile.

“I think we had Mr Yelland. You can put your suit back on Miss Bishop.”

Sara looked at Jim, who was still smiling as he looked into her eyes. She realised none of the other boys were gazing at her and were going back to their swim, ignoring the fact she was naked. She surprised herself at the decision she made.

“Err… There seems little point now Miss Ferguson.”

The teacher was pleased as she saw Jim and Julie each grab one of Miss Bishop’s hands, then the three classmates leapt back in. After another five minutes Miss Ferguson called a halt to the traditional year 9 first morning swim.

“Right, the other years are coming for their swim now, so we had better get out and let them have the pool. Before we have our morning shower, it is tradition to dry off with a run round the sports field.”

As year 9 got out, they saw the older pupils wander up as naked as the day they were born. Jane Bates saw an older boy coming towards the pool with the biggest willy she had ever seen swinging from side to side. She whispered to Bobby,

“Look at the size of that boy. I wonder who he is?”

Miss Ferguson heard and replied.

“That is Ronald Cartwright in year 10. He seems to be very popular with all the girls.”

She grinned at Jane and Bobby.

“I can’t imagine why.”

As Julie and Jim were going off to the sports field, he saw a naked Brenda Francis walking towards them.

“Good morning Jim, and you Julie.”

Julie smiled and nodded as Jim spoke.

“Good morning prefect. I thought it was only year 9 that had to be naked for their first morning swim.”

“Anyone can wear trunks or a costume if they wish, and no one will think the worse of them. Most of us here find that after everyone has seen what you have got, it does seem rather pointless though. Are you enjoying our traditions?”

“Yes Prefect.”

Jim had not noticed, but Julie had. She giggled as she looked between his legs.

“It looks like you are enjoying it a bit too much cute guy.”

He looked down and was aghast to see his Tanner stage two 3.1 inch erect penis bobbing up and down, and in front of this prefect too. He went scarlet.

“Err… I’m so sorry Prefect.”

Julie gave him a bit more of her good-natured teasing.

“I bet last night that he’d like to see you naked Brenda. Pity I never put money on it or you’d be cleaned out Jim.”

Brenda looked down then smiled at Jim.

“You do look so cute like this Jim. It’s all perfectly natural for a boy, so you’ve nothing to apologise for.”

She winked at Julie.

“I think you’d better take him for a run round the sports field. Bye Jim. Bye Julie.”

Their teachers were in the buff too, and the girls thought the masters all looked pretty fit. They were even more impressed as Mr Davies walked up to join in the school tradition. Julie saw him approach and smiled as she gave him the typical Welsh morning greeting.

“Bore da syr.”

Few girls would ever speak to the deputy head when he came for his swim, and he gave this confident girl a smile.

“Bore da Miss Brown.”

He saw her give a brief appraisal then she grinned at her deputy head.

“Dyna un mawr syr.”

Mr Davies was grateful they were the only Welsh speakers at Oakdale but could hardly criticise her accurate statement. She had shown the required respect too when talking to a male adult. He was pleased to see Reynolds was alongside her as she would soon bring him out of his shell. He was looking puzzled as he quietly asked her what she had just said. Miss Brown put her hand to Reynolds’ ear and whispered, ‘That’s a big one sir’. He smiled at the boy’s shocked reaction. Julie winked at her deputy head, then giggled as she grabbed Jim’s hand and pulled him away to the sports field so they could both get dry. Mr Davies chuckled to himself as he dived in. Miss Brown was a very confident girl indeed!

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