Jeff Part 1

Jeff Part 1
By Flint

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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

Jeff had been having a tough time in his new school. He was a bit popular with the cool girls, but the bigger boys ridiculed him mercilessly. The girls loved his long curly blond hair and youngish boyish appearance, but his small frame allowed even the average boys to push him around.

Gym class was naturally difficult for Jeff; well, actually the shower time following gym class. After 6 weeks of gym class, the boys had pretty well checked each other out, and Jeff was in the 'less developed' group. He was not as embarrassed about it as two others, but perhaps because of his bit of bravado he was the brunt of many jokes. Nevertheless he refused to let the bullies get him down.

One day after gym Jeff was standing clad just in his towel, which he clutched tightly around his waist, waiting for the bigger boys to vacate the shower. The biggest jerk, Ralph exited and thumped Jeff on the forehead saying, "Wait your turn, pencil dick". Ralph was holding his towel over his shoulder allowing his masculinity to be displayed for anyone who cared to see.

Well, Jeff snapped. As Ralph turned his back and walked off, Jeff loosened his towel, twisted it a bit and towel snapped at Ralph's exposed rear. As it turns out Jeff's towel snap was the best placed ever. There was a Herculean snap. A red welt, to the point of bleeding immediately appeared on Ralph's butt cheek, and he collapsed in pain onto the floor of the shower room.

Jeff was just as surprised and was suddenly in fear for his life. Fearing retribution he just dropped his towel and made a naked run towards the exit (foolish, yes, but that is where he headed).

Ralph simply yelled, "Get the creep!"

At least 6 naked, towel clad or underwear clad bigger boys grabbed Jeff before he could get to the exit. From somewhere the words were heard "Throw him out the window." No one knows who said that, as Ralph had plans to make Jeff a permanent soprano instead.

There had been threats of throwing boys out the window all semester. The windows were high and narrow, designed to let hot air and steam out, and too high and narrow to throw boys out. The windows were designed to allow circulation without allowing outsiders to peek. Outside was the playground, which would be unoccupied at this time. Five minutes earlier all the girls and boys gyms classes would be exercising there. Now only the band hall, which was vacant that hour, the shop, which had no windows, and home economics were open to the area. The home-ec girls may be able to see a naked lad running around to the door, which was just around the corner, but would not be able to recognize the boy (until announced by rumors). The bushes below the window would break the 8-foot or so fall.

Well Jeff discovered he was small enough to fit through the window when lifted and pushed out by those bigger (using the bench below for more access). Flailing though he was he would soon be outside naked. If he had just been in the shower he would have been too slippery and could have escaped.

He could feel hi feet scrapping the bushes as he desperately tried not to fall outside, not realizing his naked rear was now on display to the outside world. Likely he should just drop and run back in. Eventually he found his arms and head pushed out and down he fell into the bushes. Though pained by the scrapping through the window, much worse was soon to happen.

Inside the bush was the mother of all wasp nests-bigger than a dinner plate and covered with scores of yellow jackets. He fell butt first right onto the wasps knocking the nest off the bush. Soon every wasp was flying angrily at Jeff and singing him repeatedly. They zeroed in on his rear and groin and also his eyes, but absolutely his entire naked body was receiving some attack.

Jeff's screams were so bloodcurdling that all the boys in the locker room feared that Jeff had broken his arm, leg or neck. Everyone except Ralph madly got dressed and left the showers without even looking out. Ralph stayed long enough to put all Jeff's clothes and towel in Jeff's locker basket, then break Jeff's key (which Jeff foolishly left behind) in the padlock. Jeff would not be able to retrieve any covering.

Jeff meanwhile was struggling out of the bushes, adding more scrapes, but those were not as painful as the stings. Somehow he ran about while temporarily blinded by the wasps' stinging his eyes and ended up just below the home-ec windows. Ms Phillips went out the door to check things out, warning the class to stay in place. Naturally the 30 girls in class immediately ran to the windows and had a ringside seat view of a stark naked 13 year old 8th grader failing about without any concerns of his nudity.

The wasps attacked Ms Phillips also, but she managed to start smashing them on herself and on Jeff. She worked first on his eyes and worked herself down to his groin. The classroom girls had a great view of their teacher manually grabbing and smashing wasps from Jeff's very sparse pubic hair and then rubbing them off his scrotum.

Mr. Thomas, the band director had now reacted and was helping Ms Phillips. Perhaps realizing the humiliation that Jeff did not yet perceive, Mr. Thomas took off his suit coat (he was one of few teachers who wore a full suit), covered Jeff with it a bit and picked Jeff up and headed to the main building.

The bell had now rang for a period change, and the hall was filling with students. They allowed Mr. Thomas and his charge by, but clearly saw that a naked Jeff was being carried, even though the boy parts were covered.

Once at the nurses office Mr. Thomas sat Jeff down and retrieved his coat as the nurse produced a towel. The nurse let Mr. Thomas leave then turned her attention to Jeff.

She first made sure all the wasps were dead, then inspected poor Jeff. Now again uncovered she determined she needed to use a credit card of all things to scrape each sting area and rid him of the stingers. During this process the principal came in (Mrs. Estes), and asked what happened. All Jeff could do was say, "Please not now, I'm naked." The principal having received an eyeful left to call Jeff's mom.

The nurse eventually stared applying and ointment on him. He was scratched and stung many places and this took some time. The nurse took no mercy on him and left him starkers. Just as she finished and put a towel over his middle, Jeff's mom and the principal came in. Mrs. Estes said, "I asked the coach to bring his clothes". Jeff's mom stroked his forehead but said little. A phone rang and the coach apparently had called to tell the principal it would take w awhile to cut the lock to get his clothes.

Jeff's mom said, "What kind of school is this." Surprising Jeff with her strength she picked up Jeff and headed out, the towel thankfully still covering him in the middle.

The principal helped with the school and car doors and heard Jeff's mom say she was going straight to the doctor.

Jeff just wanted to go home, but was scared to talk. Sitting in just in a towel he thought everyone in a car was seeing his nudity.

Fifteen minutes later he found himself in the medical building parking lot, his mother expecting him to exit with just a towel. "Mom, please let us go home", he pleaded.

"Get out or I carry you out", was the response.

Now he was being lead in by his left hand. He wished she would let go as he feared the towel was dropping, and he looked like a little kid being held by hand.

People were staring. There was a wait for then a crowded ride up an elevator. His doctor had an office full of older and younger boys and girls with parents.

The only luck he had was that the receptionist ushered him to a room after a very short (but embarrassing) wait. He was allowed to keep the towel for the preliminary weight check and temperature check. He was silent in the room with his mom waiting for the doctor.

When the doctor came in it got worse. The doctor had him lay down, and then off came the towel-right in front of his mom! She and the doctor looked him all over. His pubes were spread about looking at the stings. His scrotum spread and moved about as if it was a public area. Turned over his butt cheeks spread.

The doctor finally said that all was fine. It was clear there was no allergy since there was no reaction yet. He gave a prescription for the pain and discomfort. The doctor offered to loan a gown for better covering than the towel, but Jeff's mom refused. Jeff was left naked for all this talk. The doctor told her to check his scrotum every four hours for the next two days, since that was a sensitive area. Then doctor then decided to add some ointment and showed her where and how to apply it.

Barely allowed to cover up with the towel, Jeff and his mom then left. However rather than heading to the car she lead him next door to he pharmacy. He pleaded to go to the car. His mom said, "I can't send you to the car alone naked like that, what kind of mother do you think I am?"

The pharmacy was more crowed yet. They had to sit and wait 15 minutes. Jeff, not knowing how to sit in a dress, did not realize everyone passing saw right up the towel between his legs. He did hear much laughter.

Arriving home they found a sack with his clothes on the porch. His mom said, "I'll launder these for school tomorrow." Jeff thought, "Fat chance that I'll ever go to that school again". Then his mom said, "Lets put on this ointment."