The Games - Parts 1-5
by Big Paul

copyright 2006 by Big Paul, all rights reserved

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Part 1

High school coaches all across the country were voting for the boys they believed were their state's best athletes. Each state was to enter a boy in age categories, 14, 15,16, and 17 to compete in the world games held in Greece. The games were held every ten years and were financed by governments and private industry.

The states were divided into groups of ten, a competition would be held to determine the best athletes in each group. Then a competition among the five winners in each age category would be held to determine which four boys would represent the United States. Just to be selected to participate brought instant wealth to the boy, his family, his school, his town, and the state he was representing.

Tom Brown was a shy boy of fourteen, who was blessed with good looks and outstanding athletic ability. He lived with his mom and two sisters, Dawn and Colleen, in Indian Town, Montana. He attended an all boys prep school because girls made him uncomfortable.

Even his own two sisters, Dawn who was sixteen and Colleen who was thirteen, made him feel like girls were always staring at him. Tom was right, his good looks and athletic build, along with his bubble butt appeared to be eye candy for most girls, and even some boys.

Tom excelled in every sport he played. Even though he was only a freshman in high school he had already set a state record for freestyle swimming. He also set several records in track, baseball, and gymnastics. He told several friends, he played sports to keep away from girls who made him nervous.

Tom had never heard of the games in Greece until one night, while he was having supper with his mom and sisters there was a knock on the door. When his mom answered she found a delegation consisting of the Governor of Montana, the Mayor of Indian Town, Brother Banks, principal of Tom's school and Brother Bert, Tom's gym coach, all standing on her front porch.

The governor, Mrs. Mary Holt, announced that they had come to tell Tom that he had been selected to represent the Great State of Montana in the games. He would be in the fourteen-year-old category.

Tom and his sisters left the supper table to see what all of the commotion in the living room was about. Tom thought he was in trouble when he saw his gym teacher and principal in the house but he had no idea of who the Mayor and the Governor were.

Before the night was over, he was told, not asked, that he would be reporting for training on Monday. He also learned that he would be taken to a training camp in Oka, Montana, more than two hundred miles from his home, where he and three other boys would be trained to participate in regional contests.

Tom was overwhelmed by all of the events taking place. Although he didn't understand everything, he was made aware of the importance of being involved in the games. This was all made perfectly clear by the delegation at his house and even his mother.

Monday morning a State Trooper picked Tom up and transported him to the local little league field where a helicopter would transport him to Oka. Tom was impressed when he saw the large crowd of well wishers assembled at the little league field to wish him well and send him off.

The governor had selected Patricia Burns to coach and train the Montana team. Pat was a native and participated in the Olympics. She was considered one of Montana's greatest athletes ever.

One of the challenge's Pat faced was the fact the committee who ran the games never announced in advance, what events would be held during the games. The participants would have to be schooled and trained in an array of events to be prepared for the games.
Pat had assembled a team of coaches and trainers to help her in this endeavor. She selected many of the people who helped her prepare for the Olympics. Therefore, her whole team was female. Counting aides, girls from local high schools, her whole team consisted of forty women and girls.

Over the past few days Pat had been going over every piece of information she could gather about each of the four boys she would be training. She used school records, newspaper accounts, and even interviews to formulate a training plan for each boy.

Pat formed the opinion that even though the four boys were each good athletes, only Tom had a chance to advance to the next level. She hoped she was wrong but if any of the other boys excelled, she would be surprised.

The one thing she felt she had to overcome in Tom's case, was that he was terribly shy, and especially when dealing with girls. The big problem was that all of the athletes competing in the games in Greece had to preform in the nude, just as the athletes in the original games did. This would create a huge problem for Tom, because of his shyness.

Pat was sure she had her work cut out for her, especially with Tom. The boys would be arriving within the hour and she went over a few last minute instructions with her staff.

When Tom landed in Oka, he was ecstatic. He had traveled in a helicopter and couldn't wait to tell the guys in school.

Tom was ushered into a nearby school gymnasium where he met Bob, Rich, and Harry. These were the three boys selected to represent his state in the other age categories. A bus took the four boys to the training camp.

Pat Burns had set up a reception at the camp cafeteria. She welcomed the boys and as they sat at a small table. She gave a long-winded speech of what the expectations for the boys were. After telling the boys her training methods may seem somewhat unorthodox, she insisted on immediate response to any commands she gave. Pat insisted that each boy was to try his best at everything he was called upon to do.

Tom was totally overwhelmed by the entire events of the day. Although he had just met Pat Burns, Bob, Rich and Harry, he had heard of all of them. He was awed to be in their company.

Tom did notice that all of the coaches and their aides were women, but did not perceive this to be a problem. Truths be told he didn't know what to expect.

After the speech by Pat and the introduction of her staff there was a period of time scheduled for mingling where everyone would get to know each other. Tom immediately linked up with Bob, so he would have someone to talk to.

While they were talking, they were approached by two young aides. Jean and Joan. Joan spoke first, informing Tom they were assigned to his trainer and would help prepare him for the games.

Tom began to blush, especially when he looked at Joan. She was so cute Tom lost his tongue and didn't know what to say. Joan went on, telling how she read about Tom breaking the states swimming record, and even saw a photo of him in the newspaper. She seemed so thrilled to be meeting him in person.

Tom was overwhelmed that this cute girl knew who he was. His ego began to inflate and he was even thinking about talking to her

Bob had to carry on the conversation because Tom was so flustered he could only nod his head and blushed even reder. Tom wanted to say something but was afraid that he would say something stupid. He had absolutely no social skills when it came to girls.

Soon Jean and Joan were able to pry Tom away from Bob and the three sat at a small table. The girls told Tom to wait for them while they got something to eat. They soon returned with plates of food and bought Tom a sandwich and a glass of milk. Tom was uncomfortable eating with the girls fearing he would talk with his mouthful or have something drip down his chin,

Tom couldn't keep his wits about him with Joan there. Tom was sure she was the prettiest girl he ever saw, with her blue eyes and sparking teeth. She just seemed so bubbly and full of life. Tom felt so insecure in her company.

After eating Pat got everyone attention by calling for quite. She announced that for the rest of the day she would be conducting some preliminary activities with the boys.

Tomorrow they would be seeing the team doctor and would be getting complete medical exams. The following day she would start their training by ascertaining what level of skill the boys presently had. She had picked several events and the boys would compete against each other and would be timed as a base line of their skill levels.

She reminded each of the boys that she expected strict compliance of all her training methods and wanted each boy to comply with her requests. She wanted each boy to comply as quickly as possible to anything she asked and to try to do their best. She added, there was little enough time to prepare and she didn't want any time wasted.

Pat asked each of the boys and their training staffs to come to the front of the room. The four boys and a group of the women all came to the front of the room. Tom was joined by Jean and Joan as well as an older woman, Ms. Drew, who was a nurse and Toms' principal trainer.

Ms. Drew introduced herself to Tom, who thought she was certainly one good-looking woman. Tom wondered what these three women were needed for, especially a nurse.

A woman, bought each boy a cardboard box with their name on it. After receiving the boxes' Pat announced, 'OK, I want each boy to remove all of their clothes, and jewelry and put it into the box. Then give the box to Ms. Grant, sitting in the back of the room, and move quickly.'

A hush filled the room, all of the boys and even some of the aides needed time to comprehend what Pat just said. There was a lot of everyone looking at everyone, as if they were all waiting for something to happen.

Bob was the first to begin to move. He slowly started to remove his shirt and tie and place them in the box. This was a signal that Pat said, what everyone thought she said. One by one each boy, except Tom began to undress. Tom thought that he had not understood what Pat said, surely she couldn't be asking them to strip, especially with all of these women there.

Bob got down to his shorts and started carrying his box to Ms. Grant. Pat blared out, 'did you hear me say remove all of your clothes?' Bob got very red faced and looked around the room, still thinking this was a mistake. With everyone looking right at him he put his box on the floor, lowered his shorts, and in one swift motion he placed them in the box, and lifted the box covering his genitals.

Bob marched to the back of the room, with his butt showing. He carried the box covering his privates thinking that no one would get to see his most private place. When he reached Ms. Grant she told him, 'start a line, here in front of me.' Bob stood in front of her holding the box in front of him.

Rich and Harry had already started to undress and follow Bob's lead. Tom still stood in one spot unbelieving what was being asked of him. His thoughts were broken when Ms. Drew said, 'Tom, I think you better get undressed.'

Tom looked at Jean and Joan and was turning red as a beet. There was no way he could do this but there was no way he could not do it. He slowly started to undress and place his clothes in the box. Even Jean and Joan showed a slight blush as Tom was undressing.

Rich and Harry took up Bob's method of quickly removing their shorts, and lifting the box to cover themselves. They went to Ms. Grant and got in line behind Bob.

All of the young aides were looking at the boy's butts, as they stood in front of Ms. Grant. Many wondered what was going to happen next. Pat just stood silently watching the events unfold.

Tom finally got down to his tighty whities and was embarrassed to be seen in them. With a red face he slipped them down and placed them in the box and lifted it as the other boys had done. He noticed Jean and Joan look at each other and smile. He felt especially embarrassed to be naked in front of Joan, but he didn't say anything. He kept his eyes down. His face was beet red.

Tom finally carried the box and got on the end of the line in front of Ms Grant. All of the aides thought, of the four boys, Tom had the cutest butt by far. Jean and Joan looked at his butt, and then each other, neither could stifle a little giggle.

While the boys were standing in front of Ms. Grant, waiting for direction, Pat approached the line. She paced back and forth in front of the boys. Tom was blushing and felt like a nervous wreck inside, wondering what was going to happen next. He hoped they were going to be given some type of uniform to wear when they got to the front of the line.

At one point Tom tried to hold the box in front of him with one hand and reach behind him with the other to cover his butt. The box however was too heavy and he had to abandon that idea and hold the box with both hands, totally exposing his butt.

As total quiet prevailed in the room there was an air of suspense as to what was going to happen next. Pat finally spoke, 'Apparently you didn't hear me, or chose not to listen to me when I said, I want you to respond to everything I said, quickly. Do the best you can when I tell you to do something.'

She walked up to Tom, and asked 'Why are you the last in line?' 'Did you do everything I asked, as quickly and to the best of your ability that you could?'

Tom went from red to white. He became so nervous he thought he might wet himself and the floor. Finally he found his voice above his shaking knees and said 'No, Mam.'

The other three boys realizing they did not move as quickly as they could also got quezzy feelings in the pits of their stomachs.

Pat stood right next to Tom and said right in his ear. 'I'm going to make an example of you. The next time I tell you to do something, I expect a different response, Is that clear?'

'Yes Mam,' Tom replied, in a very shaky voice.

Pat told the boys to put their boxes down and to follow her, as she walked to the center of the room. All of the boys realized that for the first time their genitals would be on complete display to all of those assembled. But each harbored a fear over Pat's words as they quickly placed their boxes on the floor and started walking to the center of the room. Each boy was trying to hide their privates with their hands.

Pat yelled, 'stop playing with yourselves, save that for Saturday, get your hands by your sides.' Each boy quickly complied, showing all they owned. None of the aides missed this event.

Just as Tom appeared to have the cutest butt, he also drew the most attention with his dick. It was obvious that his was the longest of the group, as well as the most unusual. He had a long thin shaft which led to a glans that was larger than normal. His circumcised penis looked like the pendulum of a grandfather's clock as it hung between his legs. Tom changed color again from white to red.

Although there were four naked boys displaying their wares to the assembled women, it was obvious that most eyes were on Tom. He only had a wisp of pubic hair and had a nut sack that complimented his penis as it hung between his legs. Everyone sort of hoped it would become erect so they could see what it looked like hard.

For a fourteen-year-old, it appeared Tom had it all, cute butt, large dick, and shy as a young maiden. Although he was red as a beet, displaying himself naked, that all changed when Pat put a chair in the center of the room and called him to stand before her.

Tom, again became white from fear as Pat scolded him for not moving quickly and doing his best when she told them to remove their clothes. Tom felt faint as she continued with the importance of paying attention and doing their best. The other boys just stood there and listened and watched as everyone formed a circle around them and Pat in her chair.

'Come here,' Pat ordered Tom. Tom stepped forward and Pat took him by the waist and turned him sideways placing him over her lap. She reached down between his legs and grabbed his balls and used them to maneuver him into the position she wanted him in. He laid across her lap with his dick hanging between her thighs, and everyone could see it hanging there.

Tom hadn't been in this position in years since his mother last spanked him. He was sure he wasn't going to be spanked but couldn't figure out what they were going to do. Tom turned sideways and saw Joan and Jean standing in the front, right near him. He felt like two cents with them looking at his naked body over Pat's lap.

Pat looked at Ms. Drew and said, 'Let's get his temperature, he looks a little pale.' Ms. Drew moved forward with Jean and Joan in tow. She removed a thermometer from a lubricated case in her pocket.

'Joan, hold his cheeks apart while I do this,' said Ms Drew. Joan placed one hand on each of Tom's cheeks and pushed them apart, exposing his hole. 'Push them apart until you see the pink from the inside of his hole,' instructed Ms Drew.

Joan pushed the cheeks even further apart until the pink from the hole could be seen. Ms Drew placed the thermometer on the pink, and pushed it slowly in. 'I want his temperature taken every two hours, until the doctor sees him tomorrow,' Pat told Ms Drew.

Tom couldn't believe it, here he was with several dozen people looking at the pink of his ass hole. What was worse, as they twisted the thermometer and moved it up and down, he began to erect. He couldn't believe that his cute Joan was now holding the cheeks of his ass apart. He again turned from white to red.

Although his head was pointed straight down, he lifted it and looked at the crowd. It was clear that everyone had their eyes riveted on him. He now knew he was erect and felt there was no way he would be able to get off Pat's lap with his dick standing straight for everyone to see.

Ms. Drew removed the thermometer, and Joan released his cheeks. Ms. Drew looked at the reading and announced 'It's OK.'

Pat announced, 'I'm going to give you and the other boys a reminder of what I said about doing your best.' 'If any of you forget, I will give you another reminder.' With that she held out her hand and Ms. Drew gave her a small paddle. It was made of a plastic that would provide the maximum sting, without damaging the underlying muscle and tissues.

Pat rubbed Toms ass, and looked at the other boys and said, 'I want you all to pay attention.' With that she landed the paddle on Tom's ass, he involuntary jerked and let out a loud Ouch. The blows continued to fall.

Tom began to wiggle and move about trying to prevent the blows from landing on him. He was totally naked and exposed and there was little he could to protect himself from the blows that continued to rain on his ass and the back of his legs. 'Please stop,' he cried.
'I'll listen and move quickly,' he promised. Everyone in the room heard him and some even snickered.

Pat stopped briefly and rubbed his ass. Tom felt this was wonderful and hoped the spanking was over. 'Hold his head down, Ms. Drew,' ordered Pat. 'You two hold his legs,' she said to Jean and Joan. When each of the people were in place the spanking continued. Pat noticed Tom's sweet spot, just below his bubble butt and the top of his legs. She concentrated on this area, much to Tom's chagrin.

Tom had reached a point where he would promise anything to stop the spanking. His naked immobile body was completely at Pat's disposal, and she was beating it mercilessly. Soon he was unable to say anything and was just trying to catch his breath. He had snot running from his nose and he was drooling from his mouth. Yet the spanking continued. People were wondering how much longer could this continue. His entire ass and legs to his knees were crimson red.

Finally Pat stopped and asked Tom, 'did you get my message?' Tom couldn't speak but nodded his head as best he could, Pat looked at the three other boys and asked, 'who was next in line?' Fear immediately struck in the harts of the other boys. Bill raised his hand.

'Do you get my message?' Pat asked Bill, 'Yes Mam,' replied Bill.

Pat then directed her attention to Tom and told him to get up. Tom slid off Pat's lap. He was totally defeated and was crying and trying to catch his breath as he went into a spank dance. He was rubbing his ass furiously. He didn't care that he was erect and putting on a show for the all female audience. He was just thankful it was over.

A smile came over the lips of most of the women assembled as they watched Tom hop up and down rubbing his ass. Finally, Ms. Drew took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped his face. She held him saying, 'there, there it's over. Just calm down.'

Tom could barely stand on his own. He was still sniveling when Pat asked, 'did you get the message about moving quickly and doing your best.' Tom nodded his head and was able to get out a yes Mam.

'Get him cleaned up and put him to bed.' Pat told Ms. Drew. Ms. Drew put her arm around him and led him off with Jean and Joan in tow and his semi erect penis leading the way.

Part 2

Tom was taken to his new quarters which was one very large room. It had a bed, a trainers table, kitchen facilities, an open toilet and bathing facilities.

Tom was told to sit on the trainer's table and calm down while they prepared a bath for him. Tom gingerly sat on the table and watched as his bath was prepared. He noticed that while Joan worked, she constantly stole glances at him. He still felt embarrassed to be naked but said nothing and dared not to cover himself.

Ms. Drew told Tom to get into the tub. A red faced Tom got off the table and slowly moved toward the tub. Ms Drew asked, 'is there going to be a problem here?' A red faced Tom told Ms. Drew, 'I have to go to the bathroom.' He had tried to keep from peeing since the spanking. He was so embarrassed, he had hoped he would get to go somewhere in private.

Ms. Drew pointed to the commode in the corner of the room and told him to go ahead. There was no curtain or anything to protect his modesty. Tom slowly walked to the commode and stood in front of it. He turned to see the three women watching him. He was sure he wouldn't be able to go with this audience.

'Oh for goodness sakes,' said Ms. Drew. She told Joan to go help him. Joan walked alongside Tom and put her arm around his waist. 'Do you want me to hold it for you?' she asked. Tom thought he was going to faint.

'Please just give me a minute' he pleaded. Joan walked away and shortly later the women could hear his pee hitting the water in the toilet. The three women smiled at each other.

Ms. Drew announced that she had put some Epson salts in the water and wanted Tom to just sit in the tub and soak for a while. It would help his sore butt.

Tom limped over to the tub, and just before he got in Ms Drew said, 'wait a minute.' She went to the toilet paper roll dispenser and returned with a wad of paper. She took Tom's dick and milked it once catching a few drops of urine with the paper.

Tom looked at her and Jean and Joan and turned as red as he had been all day. He climbed into the tub and gingerly sat down. Some sort of smelly bubble bath had been added to the water, but Tom didn't care. It felt good on his sore butt.

Tom began to doze off sitting in the tub as the women had a cup of tea while he soaked. He was startled when Ms. Drew began to wash his hair. Tom looked around and saw Jean and Joan soaping up wash cloths. Surly they realized he was old enough to wash himself he thought. Ms. Drew wasn't going to let these girls touch him, was she?

He was told to stand, which he reluctantly did, remembering his spanking lesson. There he was naked, erect, smooth and shinning with a gloss of bubble bath on his body. The three women came to an abrupt stop in their activities to look at Tom in his present state.

Tom looked at Joan glaring at him. When she noticed him looking at her, she turned away. Ms. Drew told the girls to go ahead and get started. Jean started by washing Tom's arms. Joan started by washing his legs.

As the girls washed, Ms Drew told Tom he would be getting a real cleaning out and cleaning up tomorrow before his doctors appointment. She told him he would be getting several enemas, and all of his body hair would be removed before he visited the doctor.

Even though Tom heard the words, he was thinking more about the girls with their wash cloths as they finished his arms and legs. Jean began to rub the globes of his butt and he felt an occasional intrusion between the globes. Joan began to rub the washcloth under his scrotum and around his genitals.

Tom was totally confused by all that was happening. Joan passed the wash cloth over his dick and told him, 'that's OK get out of the tub.' Tom climbed out and Jean and Joan began to dry him with warm towels. The pain in his butt had subsided after the bath.

Ms. Drew told Joan to finish him up, and she and Jean left the room. Joan had Tom lie on the trainers bench, and she began to massage him with a sweet smelling oil. Tom felt he was in heaven as Joan gave him a vigorous rub along his back. She also gave him a light coating around his butt and legs which were turning pink instead of red. Tom also felt embarrassed as he lie completely naked at Joan's disposal.

Joan grabbed one of the cheeks of his butt and pried it apart pouring warm oil in the crack as she did so. She ran her fingers over his sphincter but did not enter him. She did reach down and spread the oil over the back of his balls. Tom was so erect, he thought he would squirt any minute. He thought he would be embarrassed to no end if he did that in front of Joan.

He asked Joan, 'why did Ms. Burns beat me so much for being last in line?'

Joan replied, 'she told you in the beginning, if she tells you to do something she wanted it done immediately, and wanted you to do your best as you did it.' 'That goes for me too, when I tell you to do something, I want it done,' said Joan.

Joan then told Tom, 'OK turn over.' Tom thought there was no way he could turn over with his huge hard on in front of Joan. Then like a flash back, he thought of what she just said. He let out a small groan and rolled over, displaying his wares in all it's glory, turning a bright red.

Joan started to oil his chest and made no mention of Tom's erection, acting as if it wasn't there. She continued to spread the oil down his legs and worked her way up to his erection. She took his dick in her hand and just rubbed a coat of oil over it like it was no big deal.

Joan's heart was throbbing inside even though she gave no outward sign of emotion. This was the first time she had a chance to handle Tom's manhood and get a good look at it. She was very impressed and thought the large bulb on the end made it look like a lolly pop. She muttered something that sounded like, 'I can't wait until Saturday.'

Tom felt utterly helpless as this good looking girl ran her hands over his most private parts. He hadn't been touched by a girl since his mother gave him a bath years ago. His embarrassment seemed to have no end, Thankfully his dick was deflating as Joan went back to rubbing his chest.

Joan finally told Tom to get on his bed. She told him to get as much sleep as possible because he would be having a big day tomorrow as well as a visit to the doctor. She gave him a liquid to drink and told him it would help clean him out in the morning.

She also told him to roll over because she needed to take his temperature again. Tom rolled over and felt Joan part his cheeks and slip the cold thermometer into his butt. Like Ms, Drew, she twirled it inside him and pulled it up and down. He said nothing but became erect as he has ever been. This temperature taking by Joan seemed like an intimate act.

When Joan removed the thermometer and decided the temperature was normal, she instructed Tom to lie on his back. Tom again rolled over displaying his erection. Joan said, 'you seem to enjoy having your temperature taken.' Tom said nothing but his red color gave his response.

Joan told Tom he was to sleep on his back because all of his organs would be in their proper place and it was part of his training. He was given a small sheet to cover with and a small pillow. Tom closed his eyes as a thousand thoughts went thru his head.

'What kind of training is this,' 'Why do I have to be naked,' 'Where did the other guys go?' 'What's supposed to happen Saturday?' After what seemed like hours of fitful thinking Tom dosed off.

He was soon awakened by Jean, who announced it was time to take his temperature again. Tom Rolled over as Jean parted his cheeks and inserted the thermometer, leaving it in place without twirling it as Joan had done.

When she finished, Tom rolled over, hiding his erection under his small cover. This was repeated several times during the night.

When Tom was awaken at 9:30 in the morning,Ms. Drew was there with Jean and Joan. Ms. Drew told him this was the last time he would be allowed to sleep this late in the morning.

Tom was told to get up and wash his hands and face and use the toilet if he had to, because they were going to have a busy day. Even though Tom had his morning erection he got off the bed and walked over to the sink, after washing up he peed in the toilet. Although he felt uncomfortable about walking around naked and using the toilet in front of the three women he didn't find it as embarrassing as it was the day before.

Ms Drew gave him a glass of juice and some cereal for breakfast. She sat on a chair in the kitchen area and called him over to lay across her lap so she could take his temperature. Tom still felt embarrassed about doing this with Jean and Joan watching.

After taking his temperature she had him remain over her lap, Tom was wondering what was going on. He noticed Ms. Drew had placed a rubber glove on one hand and asked Jean to bring her some lubricant and asked Joan to again hold his cheeks apart. Tom couldn't get redder.

He felt the cool air on his hole as Joan held his cheeks apart. Tom felt she was pushing them too far apart and he was starting to feel some pain. He squeezed his cheeks together causing Joan to loose her grip. Wham, came a series of sharp blows from Mrs. Drew, 'What do you think your doing?' she asked. 'Wait until I tell Pat.'

He knew what that would mean, and he immediately started to apologize. Ms. Drew stopped the spanking but there were already two images of hand prints on his butt. Jean and Joan looked at each other and smiled.

Joan again spread his cheeks and he could feel Ms. Drew running her finger around his sphincter with cool lubricant on it. Then without saying anything she pushed her finger deep into his butt. Tom felt about an inch tall because with Joan holding his cheeks apart everyone could watch what she was doing except him. He kept his red face down toward the floor.

Ms. Drew moved her finger up and down and all around. At one point she removed it and inserted it again with more lubricant on it.

'I'm going to give you a suppository' she said, 'to help you move your bowels.' Tom felt her insert something up his butt that seemed bigger than her finger. She pushed it in as deep as it would go, at first causing him some discomfort. 'I'll just hold this in until it works,' she announced.

Tom thought he would die. He lay over Ms. Drew's lap with Joan holding his cheeks apart, Ms Drew had her finger up his butt, and Joan and Jean were there watching every move. His dick was hard as a rock as it hung between Ms. Drew's legs. The more he thought about what was happening the more he felt he was going to cum right there and then. He couldn't even squeeze his cheeks together to stop it from happening. Every now and then he could feel Ms. Drew squeeze his prostate.

Just as he was sure he couldn't hold back on ejaculation any longer, Ms. Drew removed her finger, leaving the large suppository inside his butt. Just then Pat entered the room with two of her aides.

Pat spotted the two hand prints on Tom's butt, and asked what happened.

Ms. Drew responded telling her, 'he clenched his butt shut while we were trying to give him a suppository.'

Pat told Tom to get up. He jumped to his feet and stood before her with his knees shaking, and his erection pointing straight at her.

Pat looked into his eyes, while everyone else looked at his erection, and smiled. Pat asked him, 'what the hell do you think your doing?' Tom turned pale and was unable to answer.

'I guess you are going to need another reminder about cooperation, and tonight you are going to get it, do you understand me?'

Tom was shaking and could only muster up a 'yes Mam.'

'Let's have no more nonsense from you young man because you are already going to get a stern reminder tonight, and you don't want to make it any worse than it already is, do you understand me?'

Tom could only muster a 'yes Mam.'

Ms Drew told Tom to stand in a wash tub that had been placed in the middle of the floor by Joan and Jean.

Tom walked over to the tub, and felt the suppository inside him as he moved. He stood in the middle of the tub and was aware that his erection had subsided. He stood naked in the tub as the six women in the room watched his every move. Jean and Joan were putting on rubber gloves as Tom wondered what was going to happen but he dared not speak.

The two girls opened a can of green gel and scooped it out with their hands and began to rub it all over Tom. He was told to put his arms straight out and spread his legs as far apart as he could inside the tub. The gel felt cool as the girls spread it all over him, paying particular attention to his underarms, butt, and crotch. It didn't take long for him to erect as Joan worked layer after layer of gel on and under his crotch.

When he was completely covered in gel from his neck down the two girls stepped back as to admire their work. Tom felt foolish standing in the tub with his arms stretched out, his legs apart, his dick standing straight up and all the women watching him and smiling.

Tom began to tire of holding his arms out but was not about to say anything. Ms. Drew gave a nod and Jean and Joan helped Tom out of the tub and over to an open shower. There was no curtain or anything in the shower area and Jean took a hose and began to spray the gel from Tom's body.

She had him turn this way and that way and to bend over and sprayed the hose right up his butt. He again started to erect while Jean held the hose on his crotch.

Tom was so concerned about being sprayed he didn't notice his body hair was disappearing while he was moving about. When Jean finally stopped the spray, everyone walked over to Tom and started looking at his body. For the first time he realized he was more naked than he had ever been.

He was dried off, and everyone seemed to be inspecting his entire body looking for a single hair. None was found.

Tom felt very cool air run over his body as he was led to the trainer's table and told to bend over it. Ms Drew took a gloved finger and nodded to Joan who again spread his cheeks.
After sticking her finger in Tom's butt and lubricating it, Ms Drew took a large inflatable nozzle and inserted it in Tom's butt.

Ms. Drew ordered him to step away from the table but to keep holding on to it and to spread his legs as wide as he could. Standing behind him was quite a sight, with his balls hanging down and the nozzle sticking out of his butt. The three women could just about keep from laughing. Tom however didn't think this position was funny at all.

Just then, Pat and her associates returned to the room. One of her associates couldn't help from giggling out loud. Pat shushed her and Jean wheeled over a stand with a bulging enema bag on it.

Ms Drew connected the bag to the nozzle and commenced the flow. None of the women left the room, watching what appeared to be a very comical enema taking place. Comical to everyone l except Tom. A side view showed his belly starting to hang lower toward the floor.

Ms. Drew told Tom the suppository she had given him would help him hold the enema longer and would help clean him out better. After the bag was empty Tom was told to hold the enema as long as possible.

While he was in this terribly embarrassing position, Pat walked behind him and reached down and grabbed his testicles from behind. Tom was in a tizzy as the soft feminine hand fondled him. She asked Tom, 'do these hurt?' When Tom replied no, she let them go, turned and smiled at the other women.

Tom was redder than he had ever been and as hard as he had ever been. Ms. Drew finally told him to stand and had Joan walk him to an open toilet in the room. Before he was allowed to expel, Pat and her aides left with Ms. Drew. Joan removed his nozzle and Tom was allowed to expel.

When Tom was finished, he was told to shower himself, he was reminded to do a good job because they were going to the doctors.

After he was dried, Joan gave him a red, white and blue USA Team shirt, with his name on the back. She told him he could wear this to the doctor's office. Tom put on the shirt and wondered, where was the rest of the uniform.

He asked Joan, 'are there pants to go with this?'

Joan replied, 'of course silly, you will get them later.'

Part 3

Tom, was taken by Jean and Joan from his room and into the main building. There were many people, mostly women walking around. Tom, clad only in his team shirt, dropped one hand over his genitals to cover up when Jean gave his ass a sharp slap.

She reminded him was not to play with himself, and if he did that again he was going to be punished.

Tom was again red as a beet as he walked thru the halls with his butt and genitals on display, not even a hair covering them. His long lollypop dick swung, back and forth as he walked

Twice Jean and Joan stopped to talk to other aides they met in the hall. Each time Tom could feel them eyeing him up as he kept his head and eyes down. One of the girls could be heard laughing as she walked away.

When they got to the entrance of the building, they stood for a moment in the foyer looking out the large glass entrance doors. Tom could see the other boys standing outside with their aides. They were fully dressed wearing their team shirts, shorts and sneakers.

A small school bus arrived in front of the building and Jean announced, 'There's the bus, lets go.'

Tom said, 'I can't go outside like this.' Joan opened the door and Jean pushed him outside.

A loud roar went up from the other boys and the aides standing outside. Someone began to clap as Tom hurriedly made his way to the bus. He made his way to the back of the bus and quickly sat on a towel Jean had provided. He folded his hands on his lap covering himself.

When the boys and the aides got on the bus the seats quickly filled and it was obvious there weren't enough seats for everyone. Jean told Tom he would have to stand for the ride to the doctors.

Tom was thinking about protesting, but that was as far as it got, he thought about it. He stood and moved down the center isle to the front of the bus. Jean told him to hang onto the overhead rail while the bus was moving. He reached up and held the rail, leaving his butt and genitals completely exposed as his team shirt rode up.

Bob was seated near where Tom was standing. He asked, 'Hey dude, where's the rest of your clothes?'

Tom replied, 'That's what I would like to know.'

As the bus drove to the doctors office Tom put on quite a show as his dick swung too and fro with the movement of the bus. The aides and even the other boys couldn't help but laugh. Tom got no sympathy from anyone. He could see everyone watching him and laughing. Everyone except Joan, who seemed to sympathize with him.

When the bus arrived at the doctors office, it parked near the door. Tom was among the first to get off and stood by the bus waiting for direction. Several people were in the parking lot and stopped, looked and waited to see what was happening.

When Bob, Rich, and Harry got off the bus, they stood around Tom, blocking the view of those who were trying to watch Tom. Tom was grateful for their efforts but still wished he was dressed.

Bob whispered to Tom, 'What the hell's going on?'

Tom whispered back, 'I don't have a clue.'

Harry said, 'I heard them say you were to shy and they had to fix that.'

Before anyone could say anything more, Pat came out of the building and gave the group instructions to follow her.

As they walked into the building, the boys walked around Tom shielding him from prying eyes. The aides all noticed and laughed at their crude methods to preserve Tom's modesty.

Once inside Pat directed the boys and their aides to different doctors leaving Tom, Joan and Jean alone in the hallway. 'Follow me,' said Pat. She led them to an elevator past several men women and children, all of whom studied Tom intently.

No one shielded Tom as they reached the fifth floor and got off the elevator. She led them to a door that said, Dr. Ann Shields, Pediatrician.

Upon entering the waiting room the sound of playing children was deafening. The room was filled with women and their children, mostly girls. There were no seats so Tom had to stand in the crowded waiting room. The room suddenly got quite as everyone stopped and looked at Tom.

Tom thought he was going to faint. He could see little girls run too their mothers and then point at him. He tried to turn sideways and face the wall, but that only gave a better view of his bubble butt. Neither the women nor their children knew what to make of this almost naked boy standing in the waiting room.

Mary Smith, one of Dr. Shield's nurses, was loud and clear when she said, 'You must be Tom Brown, we are expecting you, come with me.' Mary started to smile when she noticed Tom was wearing only his team shirt and nothing else.

She led Tom, Jean, and Joan to a large examining room, that was decorated with pictures of animals on the walls. There were also several toys around the room, obviously decorated for children.

Mary announced, 'your doctor has already sent us your medical file, so all the doctor will have to do is conduct her examination. Let's start by getting you undressed.' She smiled at Jean and Joan as she said that.

Mary walked over to Tom and grabbed the hem of his shirt lifting it over his head. She had to ask, 'what happened to all of your body hair?'

Jean jumped in and said, 'We had to remove it so the doctor could get a good look at him.'

'Oh,' said Mary with a smile.

The naked Tom was beet red as he stood naked in the room obviously used for smaller children.

'Let's get you weighed,' said Mary as she motioned for Tom to get on the scale.

Tom stood on the scale facing the wall trying to get whatever privacy he could.
When Mary told him to turn around, he looked right at Jean and Joan who had taken seats and were watching him. He looked right at Joan and flushed as Mary stood behind him fumbling with the weights on the scale. Tom was so embarrassed that Joan was watching him stand there naked that he began to erect.

Mary announced, 'This scale doesn't seem to be working, we will have to use the one in the hall.' When Tom heard those words, his stomach seemed to do a flip.

He asked pleadingly, 'can I have a gown?'

Mary laughed and said, 'It's just in the hall,' she looked and Joan and Jean and said, 'little boys shouldn't be so modest.'

Mary took Tom by the shoulder and led him back out into the crowed waiting room.
The place was silent as she led him to the scale and had him stand facing the audience as she fumbled with the weights behind him. Although not fully erect, his penis was larger than normal, and he was also redder than normal.

Mary had a big smile on her face when she guided Tom back to the exam room. Many of the mothers smiled to Mary as she walked by.

Mary left the exam room door open as she instructed Tom to sit on the exam table in the center of the room. As she took his blood pressure, Tom could see some of the people in the waiting room looking at him thru the open door. Some of the children stood in the doorway watching.

Joan got up from her seat and walked over and closed the door. Tom gave her a look like he wanted to say thanks, but he said nothing.

Mary told Tom to lie on the table, because she wanted to adjust the stirrups in case the doctor wanted to use them during her examination. Tom lay on the table while Mary took a set of stirrups at one end of the table and started to adjust them.

She had Tom scoot down the table to the end, and positioned him so his ass was hanging over the end of the table. She placed his feet in the stirrups and adjusted them as wide as they would go, and back as far as they would go. None of Tom's body was somewhere they couldn't see. He looked comical the way he was splayed open.

Mary smiled to Jean and Joan and then announced. 'I think I'll take his temperature while he's here.' She took what seemed to be a longer and fatter thermometer than normal and lubricated it with K.Y.

Tom was spread so wide, you could see the pink of his ass. Mary took the thermometer and pressed it against his hole and slowly pushed it in as far as it would go. Tom's dick rose as if it was in correspondence with Mary's pushing. He was soon hard as a rock, and red as a candy apple.

Mary told him to stretch his arms above his head as far as they would go. Tom did as he was told and when he saw Joan looking at him he closed his eyes and tried to pretend this wasn't happening.

The quiet room came to life as the door burst open, and in walked the secretary. 'Oh,' she said, 'I hope I'm not interrupting anything.' She certainly took in the sight of Tom stretched out with Mary holding and turning the thermometer in his ass. Not only did the secretary get an eyeful but so did the people in the waiting room.

After a brief conversation with Mary, the secretary turned, smiled at Jean and Joan and left the room, leaving the door open. Joan again got up and closed the door, only to have it reopened by Dr. Shields as she entered the room, again leaving the door opened.

Tom was sure he was in for the worst day of his life. After Joan again closed the door he was surprised when the doctor told him to stand, and conducted only the briefest of Exams. She did do a quick hernia test, and digital rectal exam, but she concentrated mainly on his range of motion, moving his arms and legs this way and that.

After telling him that he was in great shape she told him he could get dressed. Joan handed him his team shirt and he quickly put it on. Dr. Shields told him he could get fully dressed. Jean explained to the doctor that he was. 'Oh, I see,' said Dr. Shields, as she filled out some papers.

Tom was again led into the waiting room, where everyone was giving him their attention since he arrived. Jean and Joan stood at the secretary's desk with the paperwork from the doctor, while Tom again stood on complete display. He moved behind the secretary's desk and faced the wall so only his butt could be seen.

When all the paperwork was completed, and they left the waiting room, it sounded like a round of applause came from the room. Tom couldn't wait for this day to end.

He was led back to the parking lot and was allowed to sit in the bus while they waited for the other boys to return. When the bus was fully loaded Tom was again made to stand for the ride back to the training base.

Once back at the training base Tom and Joan went to his room. Tom was happy to get back to his room where he felt comfortable. He removed his shirt, hung it in a closet and sat on a chair and began to cry.

Joan walked over to him, put her around his head, and pulled him toward him, asking, 'what's the matter?'

Tom was sobbing when he told her that he was so confused about everything that was happening to him. He felt so uncomfortable about being naked, and even more uncomfortable about being hairless.

Joan held his head next to her body as she explained. 'You know the games in
Greece are held with all of the athletes performing naked.'

'What,' said Tom, 'They can't be, there televised and everything.'

'That's why part of your training is to get you to overcome your shyness and get accustomed to being naked so it won't be a concern if you get to compete. Especially because of your shyness around girls.'

'This is totally unfair,' said Tom.

'That may be, but it's necessary if you are going to succeed in the games,' said Joan.

Tom rubbed the tears from his eyes and asked Joan, 'What's going to happen next?'

Joan went on to tell him that later he was going to get spanked again, for clenching his butt and the way he behaved during the day. Tomorrow, and the rest of the week, she explained, they would start training by doing a series of possible events to test the skill level of all the boys.

Joan said, Sunday would be a day of rest. It would be visiting day and the governor was coming to talk to the boys. She was also having two buses of Toms family, female members, and girls from his neighborhood coming. Tom had a hard time comprehending everything Joan was saying, but didn't think visiting him while he was naked was a good idea.

'What about Saturday,' Tom asked?

Joan looked very coy as she told Tom, 'Well Saturday is sort of a day of rest.'

'What do you mean, sort of?' asked Tom.

'Well you know how boys sometime play with themselves?' asked Joan.

'I think I know what you mean,' said Tom.

'Well, you boys must be celibate all week long during your training, but Saturday you will be, shall we say relieved, or should I say relieved several times.'

Tom wanted some time to think about what Joan just told him, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Part 4

Joan told him it was near supper time and he should wash before they went to eat. She also reminded him he was going to be spanked after supper and it would be a good idea to eat a light meal.

After washing, Joan gave Him his Team USA shirt to wear to supper.

He asked, 'Is this it, is this all I get to wear?' Joan nodded her head affirmatively.

Tom Put the shirt on, a tear came to his eye as he combed his hair and said, 'I'm ready'

They left for the dining room with Tom clad only in his shirt and red face.

Tom was certainly the center of attention when he entered the dining room. He noticed the other three boys were seated at the tables with their trainers and all of them were completely dressed.

Each of the boys looked at him as he walked in with a look of sympathy on their faces.

Tom kept his head down as he walked to his table and waited until Joan put a towel on his chair before he could sit down. He asked Joan if she would bring him a salad so he wouldn't have to get up and go thru the line.

Joan said, 'Tom I wish I could do that for you but I have my orders. You have to get it yourself.'

Rather than be embarrassed Tom decided he wasn't going to eat anything. He felt like he just wanted to cry but was able to hold back his tears. He was grateful the table offered him some cover.

After dinner and desert, Pat got up and addressed the group. She pointed out that tomorrow there would be time trials on several events that she selected and the following days would be the same until she had a baseline on each boy and their level of ability. She added that by Monday training would begin in earnest.

Pat pointed out they only had a few weeks to prepare for the regional trials, and if no one succeeded at that level their team would be eliminated. She also repeated her warning that the team members were to comply with her instructions as quickly as possible and to the best of their ability.

Pat pointed out that she already gave a demonstration of what would happen if they failed to do so.

Pat also said, 'regrettably I think I will have to repeat my demonstration after today's events. Tom will you come up here, please?'

A silence filled the room and all eyes turned toward Tom, who rose on shaky legs and walked toward Pat, head down.

He stood in front of her, with his head down.

'Look at me,' said Pat. 'Is that as fast as you could get here?'

Tom was a wreck as he lifted his head.

'Answer me,' demanded Pat.

Tom lifted his head and said 'No Mam.'

'Then I guess another lesson is needed, this one won't be as gentle as the first.'

Tom felt his stomach flip and his knees weaken as Pat reached out and held his chin, aiming his eyes at hers.

Pat began to lecture him as she looked directly into his soul. 'You know the games are held with the contestants in the nude. Yet, you insist on maintaining your modesty even when you are among your team and trainers.'

'Take this shirt off,' Pat ordered. After removing his shirt, Tom stood in front of her and the group completely naked.

Pat held the plastic paddle she used on him the last time in her hand.

'I want you to go to each person here and ask them to forgive you for your attitude. Then I want you to hand them the paddle and get over their laps, while they give you five smacks on the ass.'

'Hopefully when you are finished with tonight's punishment you will realize that everyone here has seen you naked and there is no longer any reason to hide your body from them. If this exercise isn't successful, the next one will be even more unpleasant. Do you understand?'

'Yes Mam,' was the only thing Tom could think of saying as a deep fog entered his head.

Pat handed Tom the paddle. He walked to Ms. Drew first and handed her the paddle.

'Please forgive my attitude,' Tom said and he handed her the paddle.

Ms. Drew looked at Tom and reached out and grabbed his genitals, while fondling him she asked. 'Tom do you think you need to hide these from me in the future?'

'No,' said Tom

'All right,' said Ms. Drew, 'Get over my Lap.'

She reached out and guided Tom over her lap. She reached between his legs, grabbing his balls, and guiding him into a position where she felt she could get the best shots at his ass with the paddle.

She rubbed his ass and said, 'it's a shame this butt is going to be so sore and red before the night is over. I hope this is the last lesson you will need.'

Tom like Ms. Drew and hoped she would use light smacks setting the tone for the other forty or so people assembled in the room.

It was not to be. Ms Drew hit Tom as hard as she could. He couldn't believe she could hit so hard and his ass was so sore already. Ms. Drew began to rub his ass, as if to take the sting out.

While Tom was enjoying the rub, he made some quick computation thinking forty people, five wacks each, that's more than two hundred. No way can I do that.

'OK, Tom, I accept your apology, I hope there is no repeat performance,' said Ms Drew, as she helped Tom off her lap and handed him the paddle.

Tom went to Jean next. Jean did as Ms. Drew did and reached out and fondled Tom. She helped him over her lap, adjusted him and fired away. She rubbed his butt and told him to move on.

It seamed as if a president had been set as Tom went from person to person and the same procedure was repeated.

Everyone could see his butt turn red and there were even some welts along the back of his legs.

After five people, Tom had tears in his eyes and his voice became horse as he went to the next person and asked forgiveness.

He might have been give forgiveness but not sympathy as each person applied their five wacks as hard as they could. The gentle rubbing afterward became grabbing of the globes and large scale pinching.

After fifteen people Tom could no longer get the words out of his mouth to ask forgiveness, he just went from person to person and handed them the paddle as he tried to catch his breath.

Tom was openly crying, but he bravely continued going from person to person, handing them the paddle and mumbling something, which was probably his asking forgiveness.

He occasionally looked at Pat, hoping she would end this ordeal, she did not.

Tom's mind was a fog, it was almost as if he was on autopilot as he continued making his rounds. His ass was on fire but he dared not touch it. His balls felt like they were swollen from all of the fondling but he dared not touch them either.

He didn't know how he did it but he did. He finished making his rounds and limped to Pat and stood before her, a crying mess with snot dripping from his nose. He had no idea what to say or do next.

She gave him direction when she said. 'You forgot your team mates. I want you to go to each of them and they will give you ten wacks each, so you will remember them the next time.'

Tom's heart sank. He turned and looked at the three boys and gave them a look as if to say please have mercy on me.

As Tom walked toward them Pat told them, 'I want each of you to put everything you can into your ten wacks. If you don't, remember you can take his place and go around the room like he did. If you show him mercy, he will have to go around the room again. Do you understand?'

The three boys answered in unison, 'yes Mam'

Tom with trembling hands stood before Bob and mumbled something.

Bob, sympathetically looked at Tom and then guided him over his lap as everyone else did.

When the first blow fell it was like electricity hitting his ass. That wack was certainly harder and hurt more than any of the others he received. The wacks continued to fall.

When Bob finished Tom was a mess. He was openly sobbing and could not catch his breath. Bob thought the most humane thing he could do was to rub Tom's ass as gently as he could, giving Tom a chance to recuperate before his next set of wacks.

'Do you like rubbing his ass?' asked Pat.

'No Mam,' said Bob as he helped Tom from his lap and steered him to Harry.

When the boys were finished Tom limped over to Pat and knelt before her and lifted the paddle with trembling hands. He was crying openly and his face was a mess with tears and snot. He ass and leges had a cherry colored glow.

Pat took the paddle and walked over to a straight backed chair.

'Come here, it's my turn,' she said.

Tom tried to stand but felt faint. He was certain there was no way he could take anymore,

He managed to reach Pat and stood before her as she reached out and felt his balls.

'They feel a little large.' she said.

She guided Tom over her lap, and he sort of collapsed into position. Tears were dripping down onto the floor as he lay there with his ass up and his head down.

Pat rubbed his ass, Tom thought it felt good but knew the first blow would soon fall.

'I think you learned a valuable lesson today,' said Pat. 'I think I'll hold off on my spanking until I see how you perform tomorrow.' She continued to rub his ass with soft circular motions, spreading his cheeks as she did so.

Tom didn't care how exposed he was. Pat's rubbing just felt so gentle and soothing.

Pat kept him on her lap for quite a long time, even as other women came over and conversed with her.

As the pain in his butt began to subside because of the gentle rubbing, Tom became erect as he lay over Pat's lap. Pat could feel the erection against her leg but said nothing, as she continued to rub his warm ass.

Pat called Jean and Joan over and continued her rubbing as she conversed with them. Finally she told them. 'Put him to bed, he has a long day coming tomorrow.'

Tom got up and started to rub his own butt to get the remaining sting out of it. He seemed totally unaware that he was standing in front of everyone with a full-blown erection.

Joan put her hand on his shoulder and led him from the room to the smiles of all the assembled females as he passed them with his erection pointing the way.

Once they reached his room Joan filled the tub with warm water and Tom slid in feeling relief to his entire body.

Tom sort of dozed off and was startled when Jean told him to stand so she could wash him.

After he was dried, he sort of flopped on his bed and immediately fell asleep.

Part 5

It was still dark when Tom heard Ms. Drew's voice waking him. He had been covered with a blanket and felt so warm and comfortable he did not want to get out of bed.

Ms. Drew took the top of the blanket and pulled it down to the bottom of the bed, exposing Tom and his early morning erection. A smile came over the faces of both Jean and Joan.

'Let's go,' said Ms. Drew, 'you have a long day ahead of you.'

Tom was still foggy headed as he washed his face and brushed his teeth. He did pee in the toilet and seemed absolutely unconcerned that he did it while the three women watched. Again, Ms. Drew took a piece of toilet paper and called him over to dry the tip of his dick.

'You have to learn to do this yourself,' she said.

Tom seemed to blush as he looked at Joan as Ms. Drew handled his dick while wiping it off.

Tom was handed his team USA sweatshirt and told to get dressed and hurry up. He had hoped to get more clothes but that was all he got.

The four of them left the room and headed for the bus, where they met the other three boys, who were fully dressed, and their trainers.

They boarded the bus and headed out on a dirt road away from the training camp.

After a few minutes the bus stopped and everyone got off in a grass field. Pat and her aides were already in the field awaiting the arrival of the bus.

It was a warm morning and the sun was still coming up as the group assembled around Pat.

'All right' she said. 'We are going to have a race back to camp.' 'It's twelve and a half miles and you will be racing against each other as well as the clock.' 'I want all of you to strip nude so you can race just as you will in the competition'

'Can we leave our shoes on at least?' asked Bob. The answer was, as expected, a no.

All four of the boys removed all of their clothing and handed it to their trainers.

'To make the race more interesting, said Pat, 'each of you will wear one of these.'

Her aides produced a knapsack for each boy. Each bag had forty pounds of sand wrapped in a plastic bag inside.

Tom knew right away this would be a big advantage for the other boys who were older and bigger than he was.

'I don't want you lolly gagging around in a group,' said Pat. 'You will each start five minutes apart, and I wouldn't want to come in last in this race,' she said as she looked right at Tom.

Tom looked down at the ground as he put on his knapsack realizing that he had to do better than last place. When Tom got his sack on, he realized how heavy forty pounds could be. He also noticed the sack did nothing to cover his ass or privates.

'You don't have to follow the road,' said Pat. 'You can go anyway you want. Your time will count when you arrive back at the training camp swimming pool.' Tom you will start off first and the others will follow.

Tom walked to the starting line and already notice two problems, the sack did not fit him very tight and wobbled when he walked. The second problem was his feet were hurting as he stepped on small pebbles on the roadway, making him hop more than walk.

When Tom reached the starting line Pat said to him, 'You better do your best if you know what I mean.'

He knew what she meant but didn't say anything. He did take off when he got the signal, half running and half hopping as he stepped on pebbles with his bare feet. All of the women had to smile as they saw the naked boy struggling with his pack trying to keep going under these conditions.

Tom only went a short distance when he realized there was no way he could go the full distance in bare feet. He thought about improvising some sort of sandals but then thought better of the idea thinking of the consequences. He continued to go on hopping and walking, carrying his heavy sack.

Tom kept looking back to see if anyone else was getting close to him. He couldn't see anyone. He kept to the road but thought about cutting thru some of the fields as a short cut.

The bus carrying all of the aides passed him heading back toward the training camp. They did blow the horn as they went by and some people on the buss waived at him. He knew all of the boys must have started the race so he must have been going about forty five minutes already.

His feet were so sore he thought he would have to stop. There was no way he could continue.

He took a break by sitting on a tree stump. It felt funny with his naked ass contacting the wood. He looked at his feet and could see they were not bleeding or cut, they just hurt. His shoulders hurt more from trying to carry the bag of sand.

Tom could not see any of the other boys and didn't know if they were on the road behind him or if they took short cuts thru the fields and woods. He did know that he could not be last in this race.

Tom stood and took a leak, he didn't even have to hold his dick, he just let it hang and emptied his bladder. Just as he was finishing, he heard someone say, 'what the hell do you think your doing?'

Frightened, Tom turned and found two girls on bicycles right behind him. He didn't know whether he should cover himself with his hands, or what to do.

'I'm in training,' said Tom. I'm in a race to the training camp a few miles from here.' The girls certainly looked him over from top to bottom, paying most attention to what was in between.

'Whom are you racing?' asked one of the girls.

Tom explained there were others who started behind him.

'You better get going, then hadn't you?' said one of the girls.

Tom just turned and started off again with his sore feet and shoulders still smarting.

He then realized the girls were following him on their bikes and could see his ass as he walked and hopped. He could even hear them giggling.

In this humiliating situation he tried to put the girls out of his mind and ignored his painful feet and shoulders as he quickened his pace hoping the girls would leave him alone.

'Nice butt,' one of the girls called to him.

'Great Cheeks,' called the other.

The humiliated Tom just kept pressing forward. The pain in his feet and shoulders seemed to disappear as he continued forward. He was too embarrassed to even turn around and look at the girls.

One girl had a bell on her bike and would ring it every now and then. Tom just hoped his humiliation would end.

He no longer hopped when he walked, he just endured the pain in his feet and continued on as stoic as he could under the circumstances.

The warm sun was heating the roadway and Tom's feet began to burn to add to the pain.

Every now and then one of the girls, and sometimes both would pull up even with him and look right at his dick as they road alongside him on their bikes. They would smile to each other as his dick swayed from side to side. He thought about covering himself but didn't know who these girls were and perhaps they would report him for playing with himself. He just continued on, letting it all hang out and even quickening his pace to get away from the girls.

As hard as he tried, Tom reached the point where he just had to stop and rest because of the pain in his shoulders and feet. He saw a large rock under a tree and sat on it while he removed his pack and rubbed his feet. The girls continued on riding their bikes and Tom thought at least, he was rid of them.

Resting felt so good, Tom wanted to sit on the rock forever. He closed his eyes for just a second when he heard the bicycle bell ring. 'You better hurry,' called one of the girls, 'We just saw several boys who were naked and carrying packs like yours, ahead of you.'

Tom jumped to his feet and started moving as quickly as he could. He knew what would happen if he were the last to arrive back at the camp. He put his pack on and started jogging toward the camp completely ignoring the pain in his feet. Of course he was followed by the girls on their bikes who continued to comment on his butt and ring their bells.

Tom hoped to see the other boys the girls reported as being ahead of him but he saw no one. He was fearful that the other boys were outdistancing him and he tried as best he could to catch up.

Nearly exhausted to the point of collapse, he finally saw the training camp. He never saw the boys the girls reported and felt certain they had reach the swimming pool before him.

As Tom approached the camp the two girls pulled alongside him and said, 'It was nice meeting you, we will see you again on Saturday,' and they drove off on their bikes laughing and giggling.

Tom wondered who they were and why everyone kept referring to Saturday as they were. What was going to happen to him on Saturday?

Tom opened the door to the building with the swimming pool and stumbled inside. 'Here is one of our racers now,' he heard someone yell.

Jean and Joan came running over to great him. As they were helping him off with his pack Joan told him, 'your the first one back.' Tom was in disbelief, he thought the other boys had beat him. Then it crossed his mind that the girls on the bikes may have lied to him.

'Let's get you cleaned up said Joan,' as they led Tom to an open shower. They started to apply soap to his body as a crowd of women began to gather around. Tom showed no signs of modesty as he let Jean and Joan wash even his most private places. The cool water felt good on his body and he was happy with that.

Jean took a large bath towel and began to dry him as Joan covered a large wooden pool side bench with a towel. Tom was led to the bench and told to lie on the towels. Jean straddled the bench and placed Toms head in her lap and began to rub his chest and shoulders. Frequently passing over his nipples, with her soft hands.

Joan also straddled the bench and began to rub Toms feet. Her soft hands felt so smooth and soothing, he thought he was in heaven. He was laying on the soft warm towel on the bench completely exposed, not even a hair to protect his modesty, with these two girls rubbing his body.

The burning in his feet and the pain in his shoulders were now just a bad memory, but he had another problem. He was starting to erect. He closed his eyes hoping this problem would go away. He dared not touch it or try to cover himself.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the center of a large crowd of women. When he looked down, he saw that he was as hard as he could be. He had mixed emotions about what he should do, so he did nothing but close his eyes, realizing the spectacle he was putting on. He heard one of the women say, 'wow, wait till Saturday.'

Within the next hour and a half, all of the boys had reached the pool. Tom was declared the winner of the race, much to his own disbelief.

Pat got everyone's attention when she called out. 'O.K.. It's time for the next event. All of the exhausted boys got to their feet disbelieving there would be another event today when they were already so exhausted.

Pat announced the next event will be a 500-meter freestyle swimming race. All of the boys looked at each other when they heard the distance of the race. Harry asked, 'did you say 500 meters?'

When asked if he had a problem of some sort, Harry just replied 'No.'

All of the boys, barely recovered from their foot race, lined up on the starting blocks at the pool. Pat again repeated her warning about doing their best. Then she fired her starting pistol and the race began.

Tom led the field with his jump in start and continued to lead the field for the first lap. Tom was still in the lead after the first turn and started to distance himself from the other boys. Even Pat was surprised when she saw the time of his first lap.

As the race continued Tom further distanced himself from the rest of the boys. All of the trainers and their aides were shouting words of encouragement to their charges. None were shouting louder than Jean and Joan.

Tom was determined to go as fast as his body would let him. He couldn't believe how nice his body felt swimming naked in the pool. He never swam in a race like this while he was naked. His body just seemed to glide thru the water. The water seemed so refreshing around his balls and the crack of his butt. Tom wished he could swim naked like this all the time.

As the race continued the distance between Tom and the other boys became so large everyone thought he might lap Harry who was in last place.

With one lap to go, Tom tried to pour it on and give it everything his body could muster. When he reached the finish line he heard loud cheers, primarily from Jean and Joan who greeted him with a large towel.

Pat looked at her stop watch, and walked over to Ms. Drew and looked at her stop watch. Both ladies looked at each other in astonishment. Tom had just unofficially broken the world record for the 500 meters by a full fifteen seconds.