A Footballing Accident 1

By Schoolboy Jon

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Copyright 2023 by Schoolboy Jon, all rights reserved

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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.








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