Harstons School 10

By Jamie

Copyright 2023 by Jamie, all rights reserved

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Harstons Chapter 10

Slackers court

It was nearing the end of the first half term and Phil Davis was chairing his weekly prefects meeting. They were considering their new idea - the slackers court. Tom had collated the information and they had identified 4 boys who were not pulling their weight: A fourth former, a couple of guys in the fifth year who shared a room together and a lower sixth form boy.

"Well we know the slackers ; the question is how best to deal with them. Obviously we will give them a hearing but then if they can’t satisfy us they must be punished.”

“Totally agree” said Harry, “if we allow them to get away with it then others will think it’s okay too. I think we shoukd make an example of them, send clear message across the house.”

Nods of agreement all round.

“Right we will announce the court at House meeting and Tom will summon them to appear on Friday.”

House meeting

Phil spoke to the house - 75 boys aged between 13 and 18. All listening quietly as he spoke with his usual authority.

“Good evening everyone there is one final matter to discuss with you all which is a new thing for the Barnards House. You may recall what I announced at the start of term that we decided that there would be a half term review of every boy’s contributions to the house . Well the time has now come for this new idea to be implemented. Tom will be in contact with 4 boys we want to speak to individually to find out the reasons behind their .... How shall I put it, errmm lack of engagement within the House. We will see each of them in turn on Friday evening at our weekly court meeting. That’s all dismissed.”

The boys got up and started to make their way off, the high level of noise was an indication of the animated conversations final matter had induced. Who was on the list, what would happen to them? Or a more worrying thought for some - am I on the list and what will happen to me!

Friday evening: Slackers Court

First up was Matthew Jefferson a fourth year. There had been numerous reports of being late back to dorm, missing house meetings and non-participation in inter house events. Jefferson strolled into the Prefects court and stood in front of the Six slouching. Tom gave an overview of all the reports, and it was a fairly long list given they were only half a term into the school year. It seems as if the boy had lost interest in doing anything. His school work was satisfactory but that was not in the prefects remit.

“Well” said Davis, “a sorry list Jefferson would you care to give us an explanation?”

“Not really” the boy shrugged his shoulders.

“Well I suggest strongly it might be in your interest if you did.” Davis replied his voice slightly raised. The other prefects quickly realised the boy was on dodgy grounds already!

“Well it’s like I don’t think we should be told what to do in our own time. I go to class, do my homework, get reasonable grades so what’s the problem. I’m not interested in all your fun and games.”

“You don’t think you’re missing out on anything? Have you got any friends here in Barnards?”

“Not really, they are all okay. My main friends are in Hudson House.”

“I guess that is where you were, all the times you're late in?” The boy nodded.



Duncan Unsworth indicated to Phil he’d like to speak, and the Head of House gave him the floor.

“You weren’t like this last year Jefferson, so what’s changed. You don't want to do anything with your housemates, you lounge about at weekends You are breaking the rules, rules which help keep everything in the house running smoothly. Is there anything we can do to make you change?”



“Yeah transfer me to Hudsons.” A reply that shocked them all.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes my friends are all in Hudsons. It’s not that I don’t like any of the boys here, but they are not my mates.”

“Ok I will raise this with Mr. Taylor, but we will discuss if there should be any punishment for breaking the house rules, we can’t be seen to let things go by without sanction else everyone will want to do anything they want. Do you understand that at least.”

“Yeah I guess so. Can I go now?”

“Yes go, Unsworth will speak to you later.”

Duncan looked at his fellow prefects, “Well I didn’t see that coming. He’s quiet, gets on ok with the rest of the dorm but he clearly doesn’t want to be here.”

“Clearly” said Phil. “I will speak to Mr. Taylor. We can discuss punishment once we've seen the rest.”

The next case was much more straightforward. Henry Collins and Tony Miller were two 5th years who shared a room. The report from the House Matron was a litany of awfulness. Filthy, messy, washing not put in the correct places, clean clothing not put away, beds not made, rubbish bin overflowing etc. The two boys entered the hall with some trepidation as they may have been lazy but weren’t stupid!

“Right you two stand up straight, don’t slouch and listen to this” said Davis in a stern voice.

Alex English the 5th year prefect picked up the report from Matron. He ran through a few examples and then looking up read the final sentence verbatim. Listen you two carefully Matron says, ’My staff will no longer enter the boys rooms until they have changed their ways. They will have to be responsible for their mess from now on. It is like a pigsty. It is simple not acceptable and any strong words i have given them have been ignored.’ What have got to say for yourselves?”

The boys were quiet. They knew their room was a mess but the list and words kind of shocked them.

“Well? We are all waiting?”

Miller spoke, "Sorry we didn’t realise".

“Didn’t realise Matron has old me that she has spoken to you 3 times! It is appalling, why do expect the staff should have to clear up after you?”

“Well they get paid don’t they? said Collins unwisely!

“Yes paid to a job not to clear up after two lazy idle filthy 15 year olds!” shouted English. “You are nothing but a disgrace to the House and your year group. You don’t even take a shower some days because you are too lazy. Anything else you want to say, think carefully before you open your mouth Colins”. He was clearly very angry and embarrassed at two of his year group having been so awful.

“We will change we promise, won’t we Henry” said Miller realising it wasnt exactly going well.

“Too right you will by the time we've finished with you.” said English.

Davis held up his hand pointing it at Miller. “What’s your bedroom like at home?”

“Tidy, my mother wouldn't have it any other way.”

“And you Collins?”

He shrugged “my parents don’t go near my room.”

“Probably because its toxic and hazardous” said Harry Eddington. The joke brought a little light relief as there was a laugh.

“Yes well regardless of whatever you do at home Collins it is not acceptable here. We will deliberate and tell you how things are going to change. There will be consequences, now go use the next hour to make a start on cleaning your room. English and I will come and inspect at 8pm. We took a picture earlier on, so we know what it was like a few hours ago. Get out!” The boys scuttled out.

“Ugh! Vile creatures” the Head of House comments were loud enough to be heard by the departing boys. “Right lets discuss these 3. Tom has asked Arthur Saunders to come and see us at 830 and I have invited Andy Johnson (swim captain) to join us. First up what are we going to do with Jefferson? I will speak with Mr. Taylor about his request but regardless of that we still need to deal with the rule breaking.”

A lively discussion followed. After some debate punishments for the 3 were agreed and these would be administered as usual on Monday.

The group adjourned at 8pm to allow English and Davis to do their inspection of the boys who were hard at work clearing the rubbish from their room. They noted a print out which had been stuck on the door - a chemical hazard sign. “Clearly we are not the only ones who think their room is bad!”

The group came back together at 830pm to consider the final name on the list, it would be interesting having a 6th former to deal with as this was a boy just a few months younger than some of them. Arthur Saunders was an interesting character. Prior to the 6th form he had been a pretty normal boy, excellent academically, average in house participation, and got on well with his peer group. He was a good swimmer but had refused to be part of the swim team and disliked sport generally especially team sports.

Arthur was angry and spoiling for an argument after being told by Tom to appear at the slackers court. He knew the Six were passionate about the House, team spirit etc. and that the house swim team Captain was cross about his refusal to participate. He was determined that they couldn’t make him, after all he was 17 years old having just had his birthday a few weeks ago. Arthur entered the room, and his thoughts were confirmed when he saw the swim captain there.

Davis looked up, “Right come in Saunders. I will start this session differently to the others we have just had, given you are a fellow sixth former. Why do you think you are here?”

Arthur cast his gaze round the prefects - they all knew each other quite well. He paused,

"Well I guess it’s because I won’t join in your teams and don’t believe in this crap about house spirit and being part of the team.

"Obvious question - why?"

“Do you really want to know? Isn’t this whole slackers court charade just another thing that allows you guys to lord it over us all, have some fun at boys expense and show how serious and responsible you all are or do you genuinely want to know why?” Arthur was only just getting started!

Phil decided to take the heat out of the conversation before it got worse, he got up, fetched a chair and put it in front of Arthur, "Sit down Arthur. I don’t want you thinking we are treating you like the younger boys. Please take a seat.”

The action rather took the wind out of his sails, as Davis hoped, and Arthur sat down. Phil returned to his seat and replied, “yes we do genuinely want to know why? You are a great swimmer, but won’t be part of the team, you get on well with everyone, you could be a good role model to younger boys, but you are just missing in action so yes tell us why.”

“Well ok. I think the house is all focused on this being part of the team, you only get recognised if you are good at sport, take an active participation in all events, always there cheering on everyone else, and I want to do other things with my spare time. No one in Barnards is ever applauded for their academic achievements except by the House Master , it’s all about sport, and house activities. And no offence but it’s always the same type of boys who are chosen to be Prefects. Guys like me would never get a chance. we don’t fit in.”

After what can only be described as an awkward silence, Phil spoke,

“Well thanks for being honest Arthur. I really hadn’t thought about things from your point of view. I disagree with some of your points, but I do get where you are you are coming from. How would you change things?”

“Well pretty easily really. Little things. Did you know that Josh Phillips in the 4th year is part of the school chess team which won their regional league and have now qualified for the national tournament or that Gary Jordan in the 5th year has just had a drawing accepted for the town’s annual art exhibition. I can tell by your faces you didn’t. Lots of boys do good stuff but don’t get recognised because its either not sport or nothing to do with the house events.”

“Fair point and no I didn’t know those things. You are right and they should be celebrated, and I will put that right I promise. What about the swimming though. We know you are excellent swimmer why don’t you want to swim for the House and yet you swim for the school team.”

“I don’t want to swim in the team because I want to choose whether I wear trunks or not. I’m 17 perhaps I don’t want to swim naked anymore. Johnson said its compulsory for the whole team. Well I won’t.” There was silence.

Andy Johnson, “if I made it optional for the 6th to swim naked , and I can make it clear it is personal choice. Will that help?”

“Maybe” replied Arthur pleased so far with the reaction he was getting out of them, especially as he had expected them to be unmoved by his arguments. Davis responded,

“Okay I’m interested in your ideas Arthur, we can chat about those over the weekend, I would be interested in hearing more. But finally what do you think we should do now. You are here because of lack of house participation; do you think there should be any sanction imposed on you by us? My fellow prefects I’m sure will gave a range of views about what you’ve just said and some will strongly disagree with some of your views and will be of the firm belief that non participation should be dealt with strongly. What do you think?”

“Well I guess it’s up to you guys you’ve been given the power to run the house. I don’t believe I’ve done anything wrong. I haven’t broken any rules, haven’t hurt or bullied anyone. My "crime" is non participation. A crime of omission. If you really think that punishing me is going to make me change my mind you clearly haven’t been listening to what I’ve been saying.”

“Ok understood. Thanks for being honest. We will discuss and then I’ll catch up with you over the weekend about your ideas.” Arthur left the room.

“Well that was unexpected” said Alex English. They all nodded in agreement.

“The question is gentlemen is how do we respond to Arthur Saunders?” replied Davis.

There was a pause as each prefect deliberated. Harry Eddington spoke first "I think I agree with him Phil. We are all of us including Andy (Johnson) of a type. There is not much difference is there. We are all taken from the same, dare I say it, usual mould. I can easily think of one or two in our year who would make great prefects. Our Casey is brilliant with the 3rd years despite our attempts to regularly embarrass him.”

“Casey is so cute though when we do!” said Tom.

Harry laughed, “He has been our fall guy for the last 5 years he’s kinda grown into the role I agree, and I think he does secretly enjoy it. Despite being embarrassed he was also loving the fact all those Mums were looking at him!! But seriously he could be a great prefect, don’t you agree?”

Nods all round.

“So Arthur has a point. So then what do we do?” .....the debate continued for sone time until an agreement was reached.



Monday evening

After what seemed like a long weekend 3 nervous boys stood waiting in their pe kit outside the hall. The six were gathered inside preparing to dispense justice. First up was Mathew Jefferson. The boy entered nervously and instantly saw the old gym horse placed in the centre of the room.

“Come in Jefferson. I have spoken with Mr. Taylor about your request to swap houses and he will speak with you about this. He asks that you come and see him immediately after school tomorrow. Our job here is to deal solely with your rule breaking over the half term, and regardless of the other matters this is unacceptable. We have decided that a whacking of 3 is in order. Do you have anything to say? A boy may appeal to the housemaster if he disagrees.

Jefferson shook his head, "I accept it".

“Good. Right bend over the horse then. Unsworth as your year prefect will carry it out.”

Duncan Unsworth stood up, led the boy over and positioned him before picking up the old plimsoll and delivered in quick succession 3 hard whacks. Jefferson flinched with each one but made no sound.

“Stand up all done. The rules are there for a reason, follow them please regardless of whether you are here or in another house. Understand!”

“Yes Unsworth” nodded the boy his hands rubbing his stinging bottom.

Outside the two 5th years listened to the 3 whacks, the sound of each was very clear. They looked at each other recognising that probably their fate would be worse. Jefferson appeared, he looked troubled and said “good luck” as he walked passed them to go and get changed.

“Miller, Collins come in” came the call. The boys entered nervously.

Phil Davis spoke. "I’m sure you realise that your behaviour has been appalling and that you are going to be punished. Have either of you got anything to say at this point before I tell you what we have decided.”

They shook their heads realising after their words last Friday, silence was probably the best course of action.

“Right we have agreed 3 things. Listen carefully. Two of them are about changing your behaviour the third is punishment. From tomorrow the following will happen. Each morning you will have a supervised shower by one of the prefect team at 7 am. The first 5 days will be a cold shower. This supervised shower will last for 2 weeks by which time we hope the habit of washing will be fixed.

“Secondly every Friday for the next half term your room will be inspected after school. If it is not acceptable you will appear before the court that evening. We will also check with Matron to ensure that you are following the rules re clothes washing etc. When you have demonstrated that you can keep your room to a proper standard then the staff will once again clean your room. Matron will decide when that is. Any questions?”

The boys shook their heads.

“English will explain what the standard required is. If you fail to achieve this, you will not only be punished again but you will be split up and given new roommates. Now to punishment: your behaviour has been unacceptable on every level so we have decided that you will both be given a whacking that fits the behaviour.” Davis paused, the boys looked down, but he told them to look up at the prefects, stand up straight and take responsibility for their actions.

“You will both be given 6 whacks now bare. English and Roberts will give the punishment. Now remove your pe kit and stand there hands behind your backs.”

The boys faces were a picture of horror, and shock. “Now” said Davis in a stern slightly raised voice.

Very shortly afterwards two naked 15 year olds stood in front of the 6 prefects. Both boys as you would expect were maturing with a bush of black hair around their willies. Both were pretty average in size, though there was sone discernible twitching as they were embarrassingly exposed. The prefects stood up and gathered round the gym horse and the boys told to stand in front.

“Right Collins you first bend over.”

Alex English put the boy in position legs apart and then picking up the plimsoll gave the bottom a few gentle taps before stepping back. Three hard whacks followed. The boy grunted as Miller watching flinched. Neither boy had ever been whacked like this before. Miller’s face was bright red in embarrassment as he watched his mates bottom turn pink. Alex handed the plimsoll to the Captain of sport, the most muscular of all 6 prefects. Roberts drew back and delivered a fierce blow. Collins gave a sound of arrgh and his body shook a little. The next one came own equally hard. Roberts stepped back a few paces and then ran in to deliver the hardest whack of all. Collins literally shouted in pain and his hands immediately left the horse and went to rub his burning bottom.

“Stand up straight” The boy did as he was told, tears clearly in his eyes. “Stand beside Miller. Hands behind your back. Do not move.”

Eyes turned to Miller who unfortunately for him now had a semi erection, he didn’t understand why but he couldn’t help it. A few smirks appeared on the prefects faces.

“Looks like Miller got excited by watching your punishment Collins.” said Tom. A few laughed as Miller blushed furiously. Collins looked at his roommates willy which with a mind of its own rose a little bit more.

The boy very nervously approached the horse. He was bent over his hard willy laying on the padding his body pushing down. The same punishment was delivered. 3 from English and 3 much harder ones from Roberts . He took an even longer run up for the final one and the sound of the whack was really loud. Miller was in agony as he stood up the rubbing of the body had now caused a full blown erection that even his mate couldn’t help but half smile at.

“Right that’s your punishment over. English will explain about the shower and room inspection later.” Davis paused and looked at the two upset boys.

“I hope this lesson has been learnt. There are standards here at Barnards and every boy has to keep them to make the house run smoothly. There are 75 of us and you can’t have two causing problems. I sincerely hope we won’t have you back over this gym horse again. Be rest assured boys our sentence next time may not be delivered by us but by Mr. Taylor, and you know that means with the cane. Understood.”

He paused looking at the boys noting the still hard Miller. “It seems we have a problem. We can’t let you walk out of here looking like that can we Miller?. What do you think we should do about it Collins?”

Collins despite his pain, laughed, “well there is one sure way to get rid of it, sorry mate,” he said looking at Miller who flushed redder. The prefects laughed, “thank you Collins, I think we all know what you meant - well that sure is one way I guess. Any alternative suggestions Miller apart from waiting for it to go down, we could be here ages and we haven’t got all day have we?”

The boy glumly shook his head. “No Davis I don’t know; it just happens doesn’t it.”

“Well that’s something we all can agree on, teenage boys often have no control over their penises, but we can’t let you walk about the house with that, so I guess you better get rid of it Miller. It is always interesting for us to see how others jerk off. Off you go.” he said with a broad smile, “educate us”.

Miller was open mouthed but realised he was in a corner, even his mate Collins was staring at him. 7 pairs of eyes waiting for him to jerk of. He shrugged his shoulders and his right hand moved to his cock. Slowlly he began to work it and wanting to get it over he sped up and soon was panting heavily. He was getting close and shut his eyes and ejaculated with a grunt and cry as he sperm shot from his willy over the floor of the hall. He opened his eyes to see everyone grinning at him and felt about 2 ft tall. That was far worse than the 6 of the best, he felt humiliated even though it had been a good wank, perhaps he enjoyed being watched he thougt to himself?

“Thank you Miller. A great demonstration in the art of masturbation” said Dais, visibly adjusting himself much to the amusement of his fellow prefects. He blushed “we will leave the 2 of you to clean up the floor, some of us have things to attend to! “ which caused a roar of laughter from everyone even Miller saw the funny side of it deposit his embarrassment.












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