Schenectady Jon

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Schenectady Jon
[Alpenhorn 2017]

The guys grabbed Jon. Four against one, they got his clothes off, whether he liked it or not. They dragged him on stage. The crowd noise doubled when they saw him. ‘The show must go on,’ Books shouted. How did it come to this? Jon on stage nude, before all the kids of Schenectady High School ...

Of course Jon blamed Blaze. Blaze Murphy was Jon’s arch-enemy. His nemesis. Ever since first grade. Every year, somehow, Blaze would show Jon up. And now in the twelfth grade Jon had thought it was his last chance to come out on top. For once.

First Grade
Jon got some new school clothes when he started first grade. They were great. The first new clothes he could remember. Usually, his mom got used clothes from a thrift shop for Jon and his sisters. She worked as a secretary to support the family, so they did not usually spend money on new clothes.

A week or so after school started, Jon’s class was going somewhere outdoors, walking two-by-two. The boy beside Jon swerved and bumped him. Jon fell into a mud puddle. He burst into tears. Not so much because he was hurt, but more because he new clothes were now dirty and torn.

So, of course, Jon had the reputation of a cry-baby. His mom sewed the torn clothes back together and washed them. But they were just not as satisfying as new clothes. And reputations cannot be repaired so easily.

The boy who swerved? Blaze Murphy. Everyone said it was an accident. But was it?

Second Grade
Jon’s family was his mom and his two sisters. There was no father. Jon thought nothing of that. Until Blaze Murphy.

Blaze started saying nasty things about Jon’s mom. But only when they were alone, and no adult could hear. ‘She’s a slut.’ Blaze would say. ‘A common whore.’

Soon it was too much for Jon. There was a fight. Afterward, everyone agreed Jon had thrown the first punch. So Jon got in trouble. Blaze just gave an innocent-looking smile as they took Jon away to the principal’s office.

Third Grade
One day on a hot afternoon, Jon and his family were at at the local outdoor swimming pool.

Jon was the first of the kids his age to get up the courage and go off the high dive. When he climbed out of the water, there a big group of kids gathered there praising him. He just smiled modestly.

Jon felt someone grab his swim trunks and yank them down. Everybody saw! He pulled up the trunks, and ran to his mom. She was laughing, too. ‘Oh, honey,’ she said. ‘Don’t worry about it.’

How could he not worry?

After that, all the kids started calling him “Little Jon”. They said it was because of “Little John” in the Robin Hood stories. But Jon knew the “little” referred to what they had seen when his trunks were down.

Thinking about it later, Jon was pretty sure that Blaze Murphy had been standing just behind him when it happened. But of course no one could prove anything.

Fourth Grade
The Pinewood Derby was a competition for Cub Scouts. You got a kit, consisting of a block of soft wood, two axles and four wheels. Then you made a race-car from it. At the end, all the scouts raced their cars against each other down a sloping track. There were be prizes for the fastest car and for the best-looking car.

Jon and his friend Books decided to make a car together. His real name is “Hubert”, but even back then they called him “Books”, because he always had a book with him, and would be reading whenever he had spare time. He was the smartest guy Jon ever knew.

So Books and Jon made a car. They carved the block of wood into the right shape. Books knew some equations to help improve the aerodynamics. (Jon could barely remember the multiplication table.) They painted their car in bright colors. They were proud of it.

When the big day came, Blaze Murphy spoiled everything. His car was amazing. And Blaze won both of the prizes. Books said Blaze’s dad was so rich, he probably hired a professional to make the car.

Fifth Grade
A new girl had moved into the neighborhood during the summer. Mary Lou. Jon thought she was really pretty. He was not yet sure why a boy would like a girl, but he certainly liked Mary Lou.

Jon had a plan. On the first day of the new school year, the kids would choose a desk for the year. Jon would wait until Mary Lou chose one, then he would choose the desk next to it. So then he and Mary Lou would naturally get to know each other well during the year.

So Jon stood in the front of the room, waiting for Mary Lou to choose a desk. Suddenly he felt wet. There was water on the front of his pants. The water made it look like he had wet himself! Jon saw that Blaze Murphy was standing beside him, looking innocently the other way. And the water in the goldfish aquarium on the table was sloshing back and forth. Suspicious.

Jon rushed to the boys’ room to dry off as much as he could. When he got back, Blaze had the desk next to Mary Lou.

Sixth Grade
There was a new video game at the arcade. Super Galactic Wizard. Jon spent most afternoons there, trying to improve his score. So did his friends Ike and Red. They held the three top scores on the scoreboard for weeks. “Ike” was short for Isaac. “Red” was maybe because his name was Frederick, but on the other hand maybe because of the color of his hair.

But then one day there was a new top score. Someone code-named “Bruiser”. From the manager, they found out when this Bruiser would be likely to come in and play. So they held a stake-out to find out who it was. Blaze Murphy. He was such a whiz at the game that Jon and his friends couldn’t even come close. So they gave up playing Super Galactic Wizard. Had Blaze first become interested in the game only because Jon liked it?

Later they heard a rumor that Blaze’s dad had hired a college student to coach Blaze on the game. That student had been one of the designers of Super Galactic Wizard. Jon asked Books about that. Books could not tell if the rumor was true or not, but it did seem plausible.

Seventh Grade
Jon and Blaze were the two competitors left in the last round of the middle school spelling bee. (Books had been sent to be in the high school spelling bee.) Jon missed on the word “synecdoche” and Blaze won.

Later Jon found a note taped to his locker. Just “I win again.” No signature. But surely it was from Blaze.

A few days later Jon complained to Books: ‘Who ever heard of “synecdoche”?’

‘I did,’ Books replied. ‘You know, “Schenectady” sounds almost the same as “synecdoche”, so that’s why I remember the word. I read a strange little book called Cheap Complex Devices where they play with that difference... “The fallacy of Schenectady is to mistake the bee for the swarm” ... I liked that.’

Eighth Grade
The middle school had a “Science Fair” every year. Students or student groups would do some science experiments during the year. At the end of the year, they would all make some posters about their results and display them in the gym. Two professors from Union College would be judges, and award prizes.

Jon did a project with his two friends Red and Ike. Ms. Mitchell, the biology teacher, helped them design the experiment, but the three boys carried it out. They would sprout some seeds. Some of the seeds were near a powerful magnet. Others with no magnet. They would measure how fast the sprouts grew. And see if the magnet made any difference.

They were excited when the seeds with the magnet grew, on average, faster than the seeds without. Ms. Mitchell had them read about the “T-test”. They were less excited when the T-test calculation showed that the difference between the two groups could easily be due to random variations, and not the magnet.
Ms. Mitchell explained that scientific experiments often showed “no significant difference”. Negative results could be important just as as positive results were.

In the end, they had a nice science project for the Science Fair. Jon was a good writer, so he wrote the report. Red was an art whiz, so he designed the poster. And of course Ike had made the measurements and kept the records along with the rest of them.

On the night of the Science Fair, hardly anyone paid attention to the seed-growing experiment. Instead everyone was talking about Blaze Murphy’s project. He had an actual biomedical researcher as mentor. He gathered lots of local plants, and tested them to see if any contained chemicals potentially useful for treatment of cancer. Compared to that, who cared about whether magnets make plants grow faster?

The morning after the Science Fair, Jon found a note taped to his locker. “I win again.”

Ninth Grade
High school. Schenectady City Schools had only one high school. So kids from all 16 elementary schools ended up here. There were a lot more extra-curricular activities than in middle school.

Jon joined the school newspaper as a reporter. That paper was written and edited by students, published weekly, and distributed to all students for free. (Believe it or not: In the “olden days” before the WWW, the school newspaper was printed on actual paper, and students picked it up from racks near the entrances to the school building.)

At the first after-school meeting of the newspaper staff, Jon was annoyed (but not surprised) to see that Blaze Murphy was there, too. But Blaze was to be a photographer, so the two of them were not competing. Actually, there were some very successful stories with Jon’s writing and Blaze’s photography. Blaze is not such a bad guy, Jon thought. But he did not keep that opinion for long.

‘On Wednesday after school I have to go to Ellis Hospital to get an MRI,’ Jon once told a meeting of the newspaper staff. ‘Something about my hip. How about me writing for the paper about my experience there?’

‘I like it,’ said Mr. Markle, the faculty advisor. ‘In fact, let’s do more about the hospital. Let’s send another reporter, say Margie, and a photographer, say Blaze. While you get your MRI, Margie can interview a hospital administrator, and Blaze can make some photos of the building. I’ll drive you all there in my van.’

Jon was happy with the arrangement: This way, his Mom would not have to take time off work to drive him.

The MRI itself was routine. But the rest of the incident was not.

‘The tiniest bit of metal can affect the MRI machine,’ the technician at the hospital explained to Jon. ‘So take off all your clothes---absolutely everything---and wear this gown. Unlike most clothing, we guarantee that this gown contains no metal. Put your clothes in the locker here. Then meet me out in the hall.’

The gown reached only to mid-thigh. And didn’t really close in the back.

Jon came out to the hall. The technician pointed: ‘See the sign, “MRI Lockers”, on he door? You’ll come back here to get dressed.’ Then they walked down the hall to the MRI room.

The MRI was painless, but a bit claustrophobic. Afterward, Jon came back down the hall, thinking about what he would write. He was deep enough in thought that he did not notice that two of the signs on the doors had been switched. He went through the door “MRI Lockers”; it closed and locked behind him. But he was not in the locker room. He was outdoors! No one heard him knocking, so he had to run around the corner of the building, and go back in through the main entrance of the hospital. A bit embarrassing.

A week later, the paper published a feature about the hospital. Jon’s story about his MRI. Margie’s story on the history and future prospects of Ellis Hospital. And photos by Blaze. Including a photo of Jon running through the lobby with is bare backside showing. The caption was “Cheeky Jon”. That became his new nickname around the school.

How did the signs get switched? Jon suspected Blaze, of course.

Tenth Grade
When Jon turned sixteen, and was licensed to drive, he took the money he had saved from his summer jobs for the past two years a bought a car. A used car, and certainly out of style. But a car.

After school one day, he got Mary Lou to come and see his car in the student parking lot. She was impressed. But before Jon could ask Mary Lou to take a drive with him, Blaze drove up. He had a car, too. A new car. A sports car.

So, of course, Mary Lou went for a ride with Blaze, not with Jon.

Soon there was a note left on Jon’s locker. “I win again.”

Eleventh Grade
Jon thought of himself as a pretty good singer. And a connoisseur of rock-n-roll. So it was natural that he would form a rock band. Jon would be the lead singer. He got Books on keyboard, of course---with a microphone attached so he could sing harmony sometimes. Ike was great for lead guitar. Red was OK for bass guitar---if he would buckle down an work on it. After a search of their classmates, they found a guy named Roger for drums. Of course they always called him “Ringo” after that.

The band called themselves The Finaglers Five---a name in memory of The Jackson Five. They practiced in Ike’s garage about once a week. In a few months, they thought they were pretty good. They started trying to find gigs to play at. There were some rumors around the school about another new band. Investigation revealed that it was called Blaze and the Bruisers.

Of course Blaze Murphy has to copy everything I do, thought Jon, so that he can always be the best. And that is exactly how it turned out. The Bruisers got hired to play for a school dance. But the only paying gig the Finaglers got was for the Bar Mitzvah of Ike’s little brother.

On the last day of the school year, there was a note on Jon’s locker: “I win again.”

Twelfth Grade
Schenectady High School announced a student talent contest. Student acts would try out before a panel of students and teachers. The best acts would stage a show for the whole school. It would take place in the school auditorium on one afternoon near the end of the school year, when students are too distracted to study anyway. At the end of the show, the students would vote for the best act.

The Finaglers Five entered the contest. And, as Jon expected, Blaze and the Bruisers also entered. So it became a more personal contest: Jon and Blaze. Jon knew it was his last chance to best Blaze. After this year they would go their own separate ways, to different universities. (Would Blaze even go to a university, or just live on daddy’s money?)

The Finaglers worked hard on their act. Red and Ringo wrote a song---personalized to refer to Schenectady and even some of their teachers. It was funny and touching. Books found videos of some top teen acts from around the world. On the videos they found dance moves for Jon to use while he sang. And more extravagant athletic gyrations for him to use during the instrumental breaks.

The Finaglers were confident. They couldn’t lose. Jon looked forward to his defeat of Blaze Murphy. Even if Blaze’s dad hired professional songwriters and choreographers, the Bruisers couldn’t equal the Finaglers. Or so they thought.

Auditions
The Finaglers Five were great at the audition. They were sure to be chosen to be in the show. After they played, they stayed to see some of the other acts audition. Blaze and the Bruisers wowed the judges. And the kids in the auditorium listening. Even Jon had to admit they were great.

The next day when the Finaglers met for practice they were dejected. Maybe their act was as good as the Bruisers act---but maybe not.

Books found a video of Roostir, a teen boy band. They performed without their shirts. Jon and the guys decided it was a good idea. That would be their secret weapon---at the talent show, the Finaglers would perform shirtless. But until the show they would keep it secret, so that the Bruisers would not know about it. Jon was again sure they would win.

The band practiced their act without shirts in Ike’s garage. They didn’t know Ike’s little brother gossiped about it to some of his friends. At home Jon worked on his dance moves, watching himself in a mirror. He could flex his muscles now and then, to look even better without his shirt.

Green Room
The day of the contest. The Finaglers Five won a coin toss, and decided to appear as the last act. Blaze and the Bruisers had to settle for next-to-last. The talent acts waited in the dressing rooms under the stage. There was a “Green Room” upstairs near the stage. While one act was on stage performing, the act that was to appear next would go to the Green Room to get ready.

The Bruisers left to go upstairs. Books warned everyone to make sure to visit the restroom. Just like a mom. Later, when the Bruisers went on stage they got word that the Finaglers could come up to the Green Room.

In the Green Room, they could hear the Bruisers playing. They sounded good. Very good. They heard the audience making pleased noises, too. Red decided to sneak into the wings and take a look.

There was an intercom speaker in the Green Room. It spoke: ‘Three minutes.’

When Red came back, not only his hair was red, his face was too. ‘Guys. Terrible news.’

‘What?’

‘There must have been a spy. Someone who told Blaze our secret plan.’

‘The Bruisers are shirtless, too?’

‘Worse!’

‘What?’

‘The Bruisers are wearing only skimpy speedos.’

‘No!’

‘And the audience loves it!’

‘NO!’

‘We’re doomed.’

But Books pondered. ‘There is one thing we can do,’ he said thoughtfully.

‘There is nothing we can do,’ shouted Ringo and Jon together.

‘Yes, there is,’ said Books quietly. ‘Logically, there is only one thing we have left ... We have to perform in the nude.’

‘Two minutes,’ they heard from the intercom.

Red was shocked. ‘Surely there is something else we can do.’

‘Probably,’ said Books. ‘But not something we can prepare in just two minutes.’

They heard loud applause for the Bruisers.

‘Of course he’s right,’ said Ringo, taking off his shoes. ‘We all know Books is the smartest one here.’

‘But... but...’ Ike was sputtering. ‘Isn’t that illegal?’

‘No,’ Books said slowly. ‘We are over eighteen. We can legally perform in the nude if we want to.’

Books was trying to convince them. So he did not go on to say that a nude performance was legal only in a venue with a strict “adults only” admission requirement for the audience. The auditorium of Schenectady High School certainly was not such a venue.

Ringo slipped off his underwear. Red was half undressed. Books and Ike started undressing.

Jon was getting desperate. ‘Guys!’ he said. ‘I never agreed to this!’

‘One minute,’ said the intercom. Stagehands would quickly remove the Bruisers’ equipment from the stage and put the Finaglers’ equipment in place.

‘Time is running out,’ Books said.

Jon continued: ‘Ringo, you’ll be behind the bass drum. It will hide your crotch completely. And Ike and Red have their guitars to cover themselves with. I’m sure that keyboard can hide anything Books doesn’t want to show off. But me ... I’ll be in the front. With just a microphone. Doing all kinds of dancing and gyrations. How will that look?’

Ike smiled. ‘It will look thrilling, I’m sure. I happen to know that you are quite “well-endowed”.’

‘What? How do you know that?’

‘I have my sources,’ he smirked.

The other four were now totally naked.

‘Ten seconds,’ said the speaker.

The Show
The guys grabbed Jon. Four against one, they got his clothes off, whether he liked it or not. They dragged him on stage. The crowd noise doubled when they saw him. ‘The show must go on,’ Books shouted. He picked up the mike and handed it to Jon. Jon stood there, bewildered.

The show did go on.

The guys took their places and picked up their instruments.

Ringo set the tempo, “click click click click”.

Red and Ike played their first chord, “broooom”.

Books did the usual keyboard intro, “twiddle twaddle twuddle”.

The experience from all the rehearsals took over. Jon sang and danced better than ever. Yes, he was well-endowed. The extravagant athletic gyrations Jon did during the instrumental interludes were intoxicating to watch, with all the lovely body parts he was waving around. Girls (and boys) in the audience were on their feet shouting.

When the music ended, there was thunderous applause. The other four guys abandoned anything that covered their nudity. They all stood proudly in a row, totally naked, for bow after bow.

Take that, Blaze Murphy! Your trick backfired!

Aftermath
The Finaglers Five won the trophy.

From that day forward Jon was never called “Little Jon” or “Cheeky Jon” again. Instead, he was fondly known as “Long Jon”.

Mary Lou called up Jon and asked him for a date. (How do you like them apples, Blaze Murphy?)

Just outside the city limits, there were some sleazy places with giant flashing “GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS” signs. There was also a gay club with only a normal-size non-flashing sign, “Adults Only”. That club offered to hire The Finaglers Five for a one-night gig. The Finaglers all thought gays were sleazy people---except Ringo, he just stayed very quiet when they discussed it. But the money was enough that they agreed. Red’s dad was a cop; he came along (off duty) to make sure everything stayed on the up-and-up. The Finaglers Five made more money from that one gig than Blaze and the Bruisers made all year. (So there, Blaze Murphy!) After the show, they had a chance to talk to some of the club members. They found out that gays could be nice people, too. When they were ready to leave for home, Ringo said he had met an interesting man and he would stay a while longer. It was perhaps the first time Jon had ever seen Ringo smile.

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