By Schoolboy Jon
puericil@hotmail.com (I'll forward it to the author)
Copyright 2023 by Schoolboy Jon, all rights reserved
* * * * *A Footballing Accident
Billy Smethwick - 14 year old
Mr Drewkin - PE Teacher
David Jones - 14 year old (bully)
Kate - 15 year old (from the girls school)
Mrs Fry - School Secretary
Mrs Jenkins - Neighbour of Billy's
James Jenkins - 10 year old
Graingetown School was a small school for boys aged 11 - 18. It was
situated in the middle of town but had no playing fields or other
outside spaces. However the school had access to some playing fields on
the outskirts of town. Adjacent to the playing fields there was a small
changing hut which had enough room for the boys to get changed in and a
toilet and 1 wash basin. Immediately next to the boys changing room was
a room for the teacher which contained an examination type bench, a
toilet and a shower.
The school had acquired a specially converted small bus which could
just about hold 20 boys squeezed into the seats with a separate
enclosed space for the teacher/driver. It had been previously owned and
used by a local psychiatric hospital which explained why the driver's
space was separate from the rest of the bus. This also meant that the
driver/teacher couldn't see or hear what is going on in the back of the
bus.
This was the afternoon for sports activities for Year 9. There were 60
boys in Year 9, split between 2 classes, class 9A for 'brighter' boys
who were expected to go on to university and 9B for the less
academically inclined boys. 10 boys from each class were assigned to
football each Wednesday.
These events occured on a Wednesday afternoon in January.
Mr Drewkin had the boys assembled outside of his office. They each
carried their football kit in their sports bags and were led out to the
bus and were told to quickly get on and sit down. 5 of the bigger lads
from 9B made sure they were first on and took the back seats. The rest
followed and Billy brought up the rear. Mr Drewkin had carried 2 bags
of footballs with him from his office and these were placed on the
floor of the bus before he closed the door and went around to the
driver's compartment. It was about a 30 minute drive to the playing
fields. Billy was not at all athletic and didn't enjoy football at all.
He was also often picked on by the others. He was a slim boy and one of
the smallest of this group. He discovered that the only place left for
him was in a seat next to the back seat, sitting next to another of the
younger boys. Soon the older group of boys thought it would be fun to
pile all of their bags on top of the 2 younger boys. Fortunately that
was to be the worst of their experiences for the journey to the playing
fields.
Once they arrived Mr Drewkin unlocked the small changing room and told
the boys to get changed quickly and come out onto the pitch. All of the
boys seemed to be shy about changing in front of one another and indeed
none of them took off underpants but put their shorts on over their
pants. Some, including Billy, had even worn their shorts under their
trousers so that not even their pants would be revealed. Fairly quickly
they emerged onto the pitch with a very cold wind blowing across it. Mr
Drewkin sorted them out into 2 teams, mixing the boys from 9A and 9B.
Billy was to play in a defensive position. He tried his best but was no
match against the bigger boys who seemed to delight in knocking him
over, especially when he was near some muddy puddles. He quickly became
covered in mud and his previously white shorts were soon completely
covered in wet mud. With only a few minutes left to play he was
distracted by a small plane that was flying overhead. He suddenly saw
one of the bigger boys running towards him but he seemed frozen to the
spot. The bigger boy took a shot at goal but miss hit his shot and
instead it hit Billy, with tremendous power, right between his legs. He
immediately doubled up in pain and fell to the ground. Mr Drewkin blew
his whistle and ran over to Billy. The other boys didn't show much
sympathy but instead were shouting comments such as: "Don't worry sir,
he hasn't got any balls yet so he won't be hurt."
Mr Drewkin told the boys that the game was now over and they could just
go and get changed once he'd unlocked the changing room again. He then
had 2 of the bigger boys help take Billy into the teacher's changing
room and helped him get up onto the examination couch that was there.
They then rejoined the other boys and Mr Drewkin closed the door. "Well
lad, how are you feeling now? That was a very nasty blow that you took
just then" said Mr Drewkin. "Very sore sir" said Billy, trying to curl
up on the couch with his hands between his legs. "Lay on your back and
I'll just have a quick look to make sure you haven't done any real
damage" said Mr Drewkin whilst moving Billy's legs so that he was now
flat on his back. "No, I think I'll be OK" said Billy. "Don't be silly,
I have to make sure that you're alright, it's my job and I'd get into
trouble if I didn't check. In any case I don't want to waste all the
extra training I had to deal with sports injuries" said Mr Drewkin as
he pulled down BIlly's very muddy shorts to his ankles.
He then took off his football boots before pulling his shorts off
completely. He then reached up and caught hold of the waistband of
Billy's cold, wet, tight white (no longer really white but more a dirty
colour) briefs. "You need to lift your bum up Smethwick so that I can
get these off too" said Mr Drewkin. "I don't think you did enough
running around to get warm lad, these pants are freezing cold and
soaking wet" he said as he pulled them down and off. "Put your arms up
above your head so that I can see what damage has occurred." he said as
he switched on a bright lamp that was positioned above the couch for
the purpose of aiding examination of injuries. Billy held one arm
across his eyes as he was just too embarrassed to have his PE teacher
looking at his 'private' parts. This meant that he didn't see that Mr
Drewkin had placed a ruler next to his penis and with all the noise
that was coming from the boy's changing room adjoining this room, he
didn't hear the sound of Mr Drewkin taking several photos with his
phone of his groin area. He did feel Mr Drewkin lift his penis and have
it pointing up towards his stomach so that he could take some photos of
his testicles.
"OK lad, that's the pictures taken, now lets get on with the
examination." said Mr Drewkin. "WHAT, what do you mean, the pictures?"
cried Billy, sitting upright and seeing Mr Drewkin with his phone still
in his hand. "Don't worry, its just for Health and Safety. Everytime
there's an injury I have to fill in a report and now they're asking me
to send in pictures too - it just makes it easier to see what the
injury is." said Mr Drewkin. "So who's going to see a picture of my
prick, and I don't think its injured anyway so you don't need to send
it do you. Please don't send it Mr Drewkin, I don't want 'people' to
see those pictures." pleaded Billy. "I don't have a choice Smethwick.
Rules is rules, you know. They only get sent to the office and then get
filed. Its only in case there's a problem in the future and your Mum
and Dad decide to sue us or something. We used to just write a report
for serious injuries but then Ofsted came and visited and said we must
write reports for even trivial ones. Then the headmaster was talking to
the headmistress of the girls school next door to our school and she
told him that Ofsted were very impressed that they always provided
photos as well and she said we've all got phones with cameras so its
easy to do and they do come out very clearly and show all the details.
That's why we have to include a photo with a ruler so that you can see
how big the injury is. Although in your case, (he chuckles), it just
shows that there's not very much to be seen at all. Maybe because its
so cold your prick, sorry penis, is the smallest I've ever seen on a
boy of your age. On my phone you can see that its not even 4cm long and
less than 1.5cm wide! I suppose because you're so fair, the few pubic
hairs you've got can't be seen either. Anyway lets get back to what we
were doing; lay back down so that I can check you out." says Mr
Drewkin.
Billy lays back down and Mr Drewkin leans over so that he is just a few
centimetres from his groin. Indeed Billy can feel his breath on his
penis. He closes his eyes again as he is so embarrassed that Mr Drewkin
is staring at his penis. He then feels his cold hands catch hold of his
penis by its tip and then uses his other hand to feel his testicles. "I
don't think there's any permanent damage young man but if you've got
any balls in there I think they have disappeared as I can't seem to
feel 2 of them at all. But don't worry, I've taken another photo so
we'll be able to compare later. But now I just need you to pee into
this cup so we can see there's been no damage to this little thing."
said Mr Drewkin, wiggling Billy's penis with his hand. "So get off of
the couch and stand here".
Billy jumped off of the couch and stood in front of Mr Drewkin. "Lets
take this wet shirt off so that nothing drips off into the cup and
contaminates your pee." said Mr Drewkin as he grabbed the bottom of
Billy's shirt and pulled it up over his head, leaving Billy standing
completely naked in front of him apart from his dirty football socks.
He then knelt down directly in front of Billy and held a plastic cup
directly under his penis. Although he felt that he needed to pee he was
finding it difficult with Mr Drewkin kneeling in front of him staring
at his penis. "Come on now Smethwick, I need you to pee into this cup,
unless you really have done some damage to it and we have to end up
taking you to hospital to get it cut off" laughed Mr Drewkin whilst
casually leaning forward and stroking the area behind Billy's balls (he
had been told previously as part of his first aid training that this
was a way to get boys to urinate). It worked and a steady stream of
urine was coming out of Billy's penis into the cup. "That looks OK to
me but I'll just test it. You can take your socks off and have a shower
whilst I sort out the rest of the boys next door." said Mr Drewkin as
he put the cup on a bench behind him and walked out of his office into
the changing room next door.
He returned a few minutes later and checked his phone before testing
Billy's urine. "OK Smethwick, its time to get ready so you need to come
out of the shower now. I've just had a message from the office
reminding me that I need to get a photo that includes your face so that
they know they have the right person with the right injury, so just
step out now and lets get that photo of your face done". Billy stepped
out of the shower and stood shivering on the cold floor. "That's it,
hands by your side." "But sir I couldn't get the shower to get very
hot, so I'm even colder than before" said Billy. "Don't worry about
that, everyone knows that cold showers are best for you. Now lets get
this photo" and with that, Mr Drewkin pointed the lamp at Billy and
took a few full lenth shots of him standing, shivering outside of the
shower. "That's good, I can now send these off for them to be added to
your file, but don't worry, the cold water means that there's almost
nothing sticking out from between your legs!" said Mr Drewkin laughing.
'Why is it that PE teachers are always so macho and insensive?' thought
Billy.
Mr Drewkin then passed Billy a couple of paper towels and told him to
dry himself as best he could with those as there weren't any proper
towels here. As he was doing that Billy said: "I'm surprised that Mrs
Fry in the office knows how to use a mobile phone - she seems too old
for that." "Oh its not her that's dealing with it. The headmistress
from the girls school suggested that one of their brigthtest students
could assist as part of her project. She is very good with everything
IT. Her name is Kate and it is her that I'm sending the information to
and she reminded me about the face photo. She said she had linked the
photos I had sent with your file but thought there must be a mistake as
she thought the photos I had sent were of a boy of 11 or 12, not 14. I
explained that you were one of the smallest boys in your class but also
that it was cold here today and so it may make parts of you look
smaller than they normally are. Anyway the face photo has confirmed
that it is you and she will also confirm that with you when she sees
you for a follow up in a couple of weeks". said Mr Drewkin. "WHAT!"
shrieked Billy, "A girl is getting a photo of my, my, mmm, my prick,
but that must be illegal, she can't have that photo, I mean she might
know me and she might show other people." "I'm sure she won't show
anyone Smethwick, I don't think you've got anything that lots of people
want to look at and I don't think it will lead to a load of girls
wanting to see for themselves. Just get back on the couch and lets do a
final examination after your shower before we head back to the school,"
said Mr Drewkin.
Billy could see that Mr Drewkin was not going to do anything about
'that girl' getting photos of him and he would have to try to do
something about it himself when he returned to the school the next day.
And so, reluctantly he got back onto the couch and layed down. Mr
Drewkin moved the lamp so that it was just above Billy's groin - at
least that area was getting a bit of warmth from the lamp. He then went
and washed his hands before returning to examine Billy. He took hold of
his penis and moved it to one side so that he could massage his
testicles. He had washed his hands in warm water and so it was quite a
pleasant feeling for Billy. "I don't think there's any real damage to
these, and no sign of swelling or shrinkage, indeed I don't think they
could be any smaller than they are" he said whilst still feeling all
around his scrotum. "Lets just check this little thing that you think
the girls are all waiting to see"
He then took hold of his penis and began to carefully examine it,
bending forward so that he was only a few centimetres away from it. "It
does look a bit pink here but tell me if its at all sore when I touch
it" said Mr Drewkin, who then held the base of his penis with one hand
and very gently rubbed the very tip of his penis before pulling his
foreskin down to expose the whole of the glans of the penis. He then
traced his finger right around the rim, stopping at the frenulum and
lightly rubbing there. Billy took a sharp intake of breath and his face
was red. "Does that hurt Smethwick, because this is the most sensitive
part of your penis and its important that its not damaged?" said Mr
Drewkin. "Nnnnno sir" said Billy. "Oh, look at that, its even getiing
stiff and growing bigger - it must be nearly 5 cms long now. But at
least it shows its not damaged" said Mr Drewkin as he took yet another
photo. "That's the last of the photos now - I think that should provide
plenty of evidence of your injury for the files, so you need to get off
of the couch now so that we can return to school."
Billy was still red faced but started to get off of the couch and
couldn't help but notice the very significant tenting in the front of
Mr Drewkin's tracksuit bottoms. Billy had been thinking about where all
these photos were going and he was becoming increasingly worried that
they might be shown to others. "Mr Drewkin, you know the photos you
keep sending to this girl, well is she always at our school so that she
gets them on a school phone and then just moves them to my file without
really looking at them, do you think?" he asked Mr Drewkin. "Oh no"
said Mr Drewkin, "because this is a new system that we're just trying
out, they go to her own phone and she comes to our school for a couple
of afternoons a week and sorts out all the files with Mrs Fry. But
you'll see that for yourself in a couple of weeks when they do the
follow up. Anyway, enough chatting, we need to get going. I've brought
your shoes and socks to put on but Jones offered to look after your
clothes for you so they wouldn't get dirty. He said he was a friend of
yours and you could put them on when you get on the minibus." "But what
do you mean, do I have to put back on my dirty football stuff and then
get changed on the minibus? That would be embarrassing Mr Drewkin 'cos
all the other boys will already be changed and Jones isn't a friend of
mine anyway." said Billy. "No, don't be silly Smethwick, I'll let you
borrow this tracksuit top that has been left by someone else so that
you don't get too cold. The minibus is just parked in the car park
outside and you will just go straight out to it and get on the minibus
and put your clothes on. But I just need you to help me carry the bags
of footballs back as well." said Mr Drewkin.
Billy was very unhappy about this but knew it was pointless to try to
argue with the PE teacher and so quickly put his socks and shoes on,
feeling extremely exposed, but at least the cold air from outside had
meant that his erection had disappeared completely and it was already
starting to get dark and so no-one would see him! Mr Drewkin took the
tracksuit top and helped Billy put it on - it was really too small for
him but Mr Drewkin knelt down in front of Billy and pulled the 2 sides
of the top together and then seemed to take ages to connect the zip at
the bottom. He also seemed to be constantly rubbing up against Billy's
penis as he was doing that! Once it was finally zipped up it was plain
that it was too small - it was very tight and just about covered his
navel but, of course, left his penis and buttocks completely exposed,
but did provide a little warmth.
Mr Drewkin had 1 very large bag with footballs in and 2 smaller bags.
He told Billy that they would carry the large bag between then and then
each carry one of the smaller bags in the other hand. The smaller bags
were quite heavy but also rather dirty and so Mr Drewkin told Billy to
keep that bag well away from his body to make sure he stayed clean.
Thus as they walked outside, Billy was totally exposed with one hand
holding a bag which he had to keep away from his body and the other
holding one side of the large bag between himself and his teacher. As
they walked out into the car park, it was quite dark but very cold,
indeed it had started to sleet. The minibus was parked on the far side
of the car park and could not be seen from where they were; they needed
to walk around past another building to get there.
As they turned the corner to the part where the minibus was parked,
suddenly a lot of lights came on and it was if it was broad daylight.
"It must be 3:30 already as the lights have come on - I didn't think it
was so late, we need to get a move on" said Mr Drewkin, quite oblivious
to the concern that BIlly had that he could now be seen, naked from
below the waist (apart from shoes and socks), in the open. "Oh no, and
now here come the mums who's boys will be starting with us next year.
They come here with their sons to play football but always want to ask
me questions about our school. We need to get into the minibus as
quickly as we can so that I don't get involved with them. Hopefully
they haven't seen us" said Mr Drewkin.
But then from between 2 cars a mother and her 10 year old son appeared.
Unfortunately for Billy, it was Mrs Jenkins and her cheeky son James
who were near neighbours of Billy's and who Billy would occasionally
babysit for. "Hello Billy, I didn't expect to see you here. That's a
strange uniform you've got on." said Mrs Jenkins, smiling and staring
directly at Billy's groin. "I'm afraid Billy had a bit of an accident
playing football and so we're just going to return to school." said Mr
Drewkin. That was the first time Mr Drewkin had used Billy's first name
but he thought it must be just because Mrs Jenkins had called him that.
"Mummy, why doesn't Billy have any balls, and his willy is a lot
smaller than mine but he's older than me and he says he's got a bigger
willy than mine when he babysits me?" said James, pointing at Billy's
groin. It was true that the very cold air had made Billy's testicles
retract almost completely into his abdomen and his penis had shrivelled
to a tiny nub. "Don't be so rude James," said Mrs Jenkins as they all
stared at Billy's groin. "Its true it does look small but some boys do
have small willies and I'm sure he does have some balls but because
they may be small and they get smaller still when its cold." James then
darted straight up to Billy and lifted his little penis up saying "yes,
you're right there are 2 little bumps just here" and he gave the bumps
a smack. Billy tried to pull away but was still holding the bags with
the footballs in each hand. "Stop doing that young man" said Mr
Drewkin, "that's where BIlly was hurt this afternoon and we don't want
to make it any worse." "OK mister" said James, "I don't think he's got
any to be hurt anyway, 'cos I can't see any there, or feel any like I
can feel mine."
They were all continuing to stare at Billy's groin making him very
embarrassed and he was very conscious that James kept staring at his
penis and smiling and then looking at Billy. Billy wondered if it was
going to make his next babysitting time difficult. James had already
been thinking about that too. "So Mr Drewkin, James is very keen to get
into the football team when he joins your school next year. I keep
telling him that he needs to keep fit if he wants to play but when he
spends time with Billy here when he comes round if my husband and I are
away for the evening they just seem to watch the tv or play games on
the ipad." said Mrs Jenkins. "Well, looking at Billy's legs here" said
Mr Drewkin whilst reaching across and patting his thighs and pulling
the bottom of his tracksuit top up, "I think he could do with some
exercise too, don't you, I don't see much muscle here? I'd suggest that
the next time he comes round the 2 of them go out for a run. But don't
let them tell you its too cold because the coldness helps too. Make
sure they are only wearing shorts and a t shirt, which helps with not
too much to wash afterwards - just themselves of course."
This attention meant that Mrs Jenkins and James were both looking
directly at Billy's thighs and his shrivelled up penis. "Oh yes, that
would be fun" said James "we could have a race - I bet I'd win, 'cos
Billy's legs are too thin - look, even up here" he said as he tried to
squeeze the top of Billy's leg. "Well I look forward to seeing you next
year young man and remember to keep yourself fit until then. A weekly
run with young Billy here will help you both stay fit and perhaps your
mother would allow you both to share a cold bath after your run as that
will help your muscles develop as well as saving on the water. It was
nice meeting you both but I need to get Billy and the rest of the boys
back to school", said Mr Drewkin. Billy was very pleased that his
embarrassing exposure to his neighbour was over although he was not
looking forward to the journey in the back of the bus as well as
dreading the next time he would babysit James.
To be continued:
The story can continue with different emphasis - it would be good to
get reader’s preferences - should I concentrate on the follow
up meeting with Kate, or the next meeting with James, or the journey
back in the bus with the other boys? Please let me know.