Swim Competition

Swim Competition 4

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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 4

"Please line-up here!" Herrmann ordered the boys.

It was the first time he said 'please' today. But the boys knew it was an order. Michael only noticed now that Goldstein was also sitting on the bench.

All of them stood in front of the bench, hands behind their backs. The two women were examining one boy after another from head to toe, as did Goldstein.

"Listen boys!" Herrmann started. Indicating the two women and the principal, he continued, "We are going to town to visit a restaurant. I want you to go to the main building to shower. The dormitory building has just a single shower room which is dedicated to the females. After the shower you have to come back here. You are allowed to stay outside in this area, or in your room. Don't even think about leaving the school property. I want you to behave. Is that clear?" he asked in a warning tone.

"Yes, Sir!" the blushing boys answered.

Herrmann turned to the side, looking at the six girls still sitting there: "I am sure the girls will tell me if you all behave properly. Just in case you haven't figured it out yet, they all will sleep in your room." The girls bursted into cheers and the boy's desperation increased more. "Now go. Shower!"

The boys liked the idea of getting out of there and walked in the direction of the back door of the school building. Of course, it could still not be opened from the outside. Patrick looked back to the bench and spotted the girls staring at their butts, but also Goldstein who showed no interest in using his key to let the boys into the building. The second time today the boys got on their way around the huge building to the main entrance.

For the umpteenth time, Mark made the mistake of thinking about the changed situation. He thought about Herrmann's comment about the girls. If they were not particularly stupid or unusually accommodating, they would take advantage of the situation. Yes, it was a mistake to go through this in his mind, Mark's penis was pointing in the direction of his navel and was hard like concrete. He quickly found out that Paul, Michael, and Jonas were in the same condition. Michael and Felix were shielding their nakedness with their hands.

"Be careful!" Florian told his friends. "There may be spies everywhere," indicating their midsection while he had left his hands at his side the entire time.

Both boys lowered their hands reluctantly.

"I hope I will get the chance to jerk off!" a pleasant hope Paul shared with the other boys, and most of them grunted in agreement.

The boys hesitated, there was a man in front of the entrance, smoking a cigarette.

"Fuck it!" Michael said to everyone's surprise. "He will be the two thousandth who sees us stark naked!" They continued on their way.

"Hey, boys!" the man said, deeply relaxed and with a warm smile on his face.

"Good evening, Sir!" the boys said, more or less at the same time.

"I saw you at dinner. It didn't seem you go like this voluntarily. May you explain this?"

The question forced the boys to stop. They were committed to answering.

Michael and Patrick stood in front and explained everything about the swimming competition. They made it short, trying to limit their exposure here at the parking lot, beside the street.

The man was aware of the indisposition of the boys. Unlike many others, he wasn't interested in making it worse. He was satisfied with the explanation and the boys entered the building.

There were a few people, not many, the evening dinner was over. The boys guessed the showers would be in the basement. They went down and walked through a dark corridor and took the only ninety-degree turn. The corridor was a dead end. Florian saw that there were no showers.

The group just wanted to turn back when a door opened. Two rather surprised men stepped into the corridor. The fact that the only two covering-up boys lowered their hands didn't lessen their surprise. This time it was Mark, Michael, and Patrick who presented their hard dicks.

"Um …" it was Jonas who found his voice first. "We are searching for the showers!"

"The showers are beside the two gym halls, on the ground floor on the other side of the building. Do you know the back door, leading to the dormitory building?" the smaller of the two men answered. The men seemed to be janitors.

The boys nodded, mute, feeling stupid. All of them knew where the gym halls were but they still wandered around meaningless in their hated naked condition.

"Um …" Jonas still stuttered. "Thank you, Sir. We know this door!"

The boys turned around and started to walk back the same way. Mark noticed the men eyed Jonas's still red tail. Both men started to grin almost simultaneously, while the last boy followed his naked friends.

Back at the ground floor, the group turned into another corridor, they had no further problems finding the showers. There was a mudroom in front, then a shower room, which offered no privacy. It was just a big room with a number of shower heads hanging from the ceiling. In the mudroom was Gloria, the woman who had bossed around Florian and Stefan cleaning corridor floors and stairs this afternoon.

"Hi boys, nice to see you cuties again!" she greeted the naked group.

"Thank you, ma’am!" the boys replied.

All of them were sure this woman was only waiting to tell Herrmann any kind of trespass. Paul immediately buried his hope to get the chance to jerk off.

Another man took a towel from Gloria and went into the shower room where he undressed.

"Please use this showerhead there!" Gloria pointed at the only showerhead visible through the open door. "After you finish you will come back to me, I will give out your towels!"

"Why don't you give us the towels just like that man?" Florian asked.

"Because I think it is very important to support your teacher's efforts that you all stay naked. I don't want to risk you boys wrapping a towel around your waists. That would be a waste of your beauty." The still red color of their faces increased and Michael concentrated hard to leave his hands by his side. "That's why I want you to use this showerhead!" She pointed in the same direction a second time. "After you finish you can dry yourselves. But don't you dare use the towel to cover up. I would love to watch you get the paddle." Gloria smiled.

Two other men heard parts of the monologue which didn't lower the boy's embarrassment. Without further words, the boys walked into the shower room to the indicated showerhead. The water gush was wide enough for all eight boys. This room was built to clean as many pupils as possible at the same time but was used very rarely because of the lack of privacy. Only the school swim team used the shower, nobody else had the slightest desire to strip completely in this bare and impersonal space.

It was a blessing to wash off the sweat of the day and the boys enjoyed the cold water. They took more time than needed just to wash off the dirt, even if Gloria didn't let them out of her sight. It was also a relief to be not the only one naked.

But everything has come to an end and the boys went all together back to Gloria. The woman gave the boys their towels and they started to dry themselves. It felt strange being the only one who did this here in the open and not in the shower room. All the boys worked carefully so as not to give the impression or just not to give Gloria an excuse to let Herrmann use the painful paddle. The still-grinning Gloria looked satisfied while Felix gave her the last towel back and they said goodbye to each other.

Slowly the naked boys walked down to the near back door. They peeked out through the glass door and saw the six girls, three of them now sitting on the bench. The four adults were gone.

"Into the lion's den!" Felix said.

Patrick: "What?"

Felix: "I am sure they will take advantage of the situation!"

Mark: "That's exactly what I thought while we walked to the showers."

Stefan: "They could tell Herrmann anything they want and he will believe the girls, not us."

Felix: "We should be very careful with the girls, there is a very good chance to do this competition tomorrow with a red ass."

All the boys agreed on this point.

Florian: "We should not waste any more time. Herrmann ordered us to come back after the shower!"

Patrick sighed and opened the door. After a few steps, they got the girls' attention and were waved over to them. Reluctantly the boys changed direction, allowing the girls to ogle their frontal nudity. They had to force themselves to leave their hands by their sides.

Sandra, the sixteen-year-old, spoke first: "Nice to meet you boys!" she said in a friendly but still a bit sarcastic tone. "I bet you know what will happen the rest of the evening?"

Mark answered in an only sarcastic tone after swallowing the lump in his throat: "We can imagine!"

Sandra: "That's good. It's simple: Your teacher explained the rules. We really like the 'not covering up' rule." Sandra stared unashamedly at poor Michael's penis.

Again, the girls giggled and the boys blushed.

Susan, a fourteen-year-old, put an honest smile on her face that doubled her attractiveness immediately, and said: "We don't want to agonize you too much. But I think you would not miss the chance if the roles were reversed."

Felix thought about her words. "No, I don't think we would miss such a chance!"

The girls giggled, watching Felix blush even more after his words but some of the girls looked at the floor themselves.

Sandra laughed. "Great that we are all so pragmatic."

Mark was glad about the fact there was no one nearby who could hear this.

Emilia, another fourteen-year-old: "Sandra is right, it is simple. You boys will spend a nice evening with us, entertaining us; and we will tell your teacher how well you treated us. Otherwise we will watch your spanking tomorrow morning."

That was exactly what they feared, but it was no surprise.

Eve, the youngest of the group, gathered all her courage: "I suggest we go inside, because of the privacy."

Mark understood, even if he was the one to be stark naked, without a chance to see the girls in the nude, they were just as excited. A minute later they were in the dormitory room.

Sandra: "Let's get this party started. I want you boys to carry all your blankets, without spreading them out, here beside the door and pile them on the floor. You will sleep without them. If anyone will ask you why, you will tell them any story. Just don't tell it was me who told you."

Patrick: "What if we refuse?"

Sandra: "Imagine yourself, what would happen if I tell your teacher you touched Eve? He and your parents would never believe this is a lie."

A few seconds passed by and a group of very naked and defeated boys piled their only covering for the night beside the door on the floor. For the next half hour, the boys had a very humiliating conversation with the girls.

They wanted to know everything about the red butt cheeks. They asked each boy why he got spanked, how it felt to be spanked, how his cheeks hurt after one hour, after two hours, and how he felt walking around for anyone to see. The girls had to remind the boys a few times about the power they had over them, but in the end, they learned many things about the world the boys lived in. Of course, all the girls had inspected each spanked butt very closely including feeling them up.

Mark consoled himself with the fact that not only a woman in her 70s had his round cheeks in her hands, but also six pretty girls. The butt touching caused hard penises by all the boys, much to the delight of the girls.

The second topic of interest was the not covering and not touching rule. The girls felt sexual urges themselves but the boy’s side of sexuality was some kind of mystery to them. There were more threads necessary until the boys disclosed how hard it was to sit naked in the car with a hard penis they weren't allowed to touch.

The girls wanted to hear everything about how it felt to sit and to stand stark naked in the dining room being the center of attention. Jonas was glad the girls didn't hear about the armbinder he was forced to wear. Eve expressed her disappointment that she didn't see the boys running through the atrium to pick up a hard smack with the paddle.

And then they were interested in the boys’ feelings, a topic the boys never talked about and never wanted to. The embarrassed and blushing boys learned that this is a big difference between boys and girls.

The boys were denied to sit down the whole time, the girls wanted to see their bodies from all sides.

After one hour of soul strip-tease, the girls decided it was time to turn to another exciting topic: a boy's penis. Luckily, they had access to eight of them, so they didn't dwell on the theory for long. The boys had to stand in line as they had at the rest stop. Feet apart and hands interlocked behind their heads. Sandra commanded them into this position because she heard the story about this event from the boys. This was better than her fantasy, eight nude boys in this position were just confirming the power she had over them. She was horny. All the girls knelt in front of a boy. Only Michael and Patrick had to wait, unsure if that was good or bad.

Mark felt the soft hands of young Eve on his balls. She was gently touching him. She didn't want to hurt him. The girl was fascinated by the head which had emerged from his foreskin, she had already seen Mark's penis head but not this close.

Sandra: "I almost forgot: You boys are absolutely forbidden to cum. If only a drop comes out we will tell Herrmann you jerked off in front of us. I am sure your butt will become dark red and your parents will ground you for a year."

The girls continued with their work. Mark again was rock hard with Eve stroking his penis gently up and down. He was never touched there by anybody else. The boy moaned, and after about thirty seconds Sandra told Eve to stop. The girl obeyed and left Mark alone and turned her attention to Michael. Mark was disappointed as hell, he was so close, but complied with Sandra's request to hold the position. He was not the only embarrassed, and at the same time, frustrated, boy.

Jonas and Felix were also left alone at the edge of orgasm. Mark wasn't sure if he could hold it even if none of the girls acted on him. He felt his heart beating in his rock-hard penis. It didn't take long until all eight boys stood there, with their hands behind their heads, trying not to come. It was also the first time today all eight boys had a hard-on at the same time.

"I am impressed!" Emilia said. "I always thought you boys were hormone-controlled beasts who come ten times a day!"

Mark wasn't interested in who told this girl that; he was glad his excitement was coming down because the idea of a dark red backside came back into his mind. He remembered the pain of sitting in the car, knowing it could be much worse. He remembered the three windows, turned his head, and was reassured no people were watching them from outside.

The poor boys came to rest again, but the girls gave them their attention once again. No penis touching this time, they gently caressed the boy’s chests, bellies, backs and butts. These touches were enough to harden all the penises again. The girls started laughing again. Maybe they were hormone-controlled beasts after all. "Hormone controlled beasts with their hands behind their heads," Emilia joked.

Sandra decided it was enough, it wouldn't be fair to bring the boys to climax just to punish them with a horrible spanking. She thought it is much more fun to forbid the climax.

Eve looked out in the corridor, it was a little bit past 8.

Emilia: "We have some daylight left. We should have some more fun with the boys!"

Eve: "What do you mean?"

Emilia: "We should send them out, somewhere, where nobody anticipates a nude boy!"

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