TimsFunPlace

The next morning when I woke up, my attention was immediately drawn to the chair beside me were the jockstrap was lying. I didn't know what would be happening. If I had to be in the same room with the other kids just wearing that little thing for underwear I surely would get a hard on. I just started to think about how I could prevail that.

I put my cloths on. I didn't wear jeans like I normal did. They were to tight and my dick could be seen right through it if my dick got hard. So when I came down my mother looked at my and said: “well you look handsome in those trousers. You should wear them more often then those stupid jeans". I just did if I didn't hear it and took the newspaper.

After breakfast I went to ride to the station and get the train to school. The gym lesson was not the last hour but the third just before our morning break. I still had a bottle of pee in my bag. I took an empty one with me this morning so that should last whole day.

I was walking right behind Brandon on the way from the station to school. I could see his beautiful hair hanging over his shoulders. I had trouble to control my self and not touching it. I saw through his trousers that he was wearing a small brief; his jeans were so tight that you could see the lines of his brief.

Just before entering the school Brandon waited a moment until I was there and he asked: "well do you have your jockstrap on".

"Yes Brandon", "I said just as you told me"

"We will see", and while he said that he gave me a tick on my bottom. Knowing that there was no underwear it came a little bit harder than it normally did.

The first two hours past by. I already knew that it was almost impossible to obey Brandon completely. Our second hour of the day was on the other side than the gym. Other kids including Brandon would be there before I could.

Despite that I wanted to be sure that I was one of the first from my class. When the bell went I took a sprint through the building. When I arrived I was not the first one there and Brandon was already standing in his underwear knowing that I had lost this one. I would still try to please him as much as I could. So instead of putting my bag in the corner and starting to undress myself with my T-shirt and blouse I quickly put of my shoes and started to button down my trouser. When I look up, I saw that Brandon was looking quite openly if I was wearing indeed the jockstrap. The moment I put of my trousers there were still kids entering, so I would be in my jockstrap for a long time.

There I was standing in my jockstrap. I looked around and saw some of the kids looking back, not at my face but a little bit lower. I saw Brandon; he walked towards the toilets, still wearing only his underwear. He waved with his hand, telling me to follow him. Nobody seemed to notice it. So I started my way over to the other side. It was just if I could feel every part of my bottom, knowing that it was for all to see. When I came in the toilet Brandon was standing at the sink.

"Well done:" he said, "I never thought that you would do it. Because you weren't the first one in, you are going to get another chance when we are finished"

I didn't answer him but just nod. He walked out of the toilet in to the locker room again. I knew I had to go back again right to the other side. Nobody said anything but I could feel there looks at me. When I was back at my corner I looked around to see if everybody was ready. One or two just entered so I had to wait a while. I started to unpack my bag trying to find something. The whole time standing with my butt for all to see. I heard some whispering on the other side but when I looked in that direction they stopped. So it would have been about my.

In that same way I saw that the last two who had entered had there gym shorts on so I could do the same. It was just in time because my dick started to get hard. Even when I had seen Brandon alone in the gym I could control it. But it just started to become to much.

When I had my gym shorts on, I looked down and saw that they fit quite tight around the jockstrap. This mends that I should keep my mind on something else for the complete hour.

We had to do all whole of a lot different kind of exercises that day. The last one for me was at the rings. We had worked through the whole our in pairs and just as I could to the rings there was Brandon. He was going to be my partner over there. Coach just came by to tell what we had to do. If one of us could not do the exercise the other one must help him by putting his hand on the other ones bottom and pushing him. I saw Brandon smiling and while he walked towards the rings he passed me and whispered : "you are not doing that on your own, be sure that I must help you"

I stared at him knowing that if he was going to touch my bottom without the underwear I probably would not be able to control my self. Only thinking of him helping me made my dick a little harder. It also became clear to me that if I would get a hard I had no time to let it go soft again, because I had to be the first one of my gym shorts in the locker room. Brandon was hinging in the rings already. He finished his routine without the help of me and was finished after a minute or so.

I walked towards the rings and started with the routine. When the final excersise came I let my self fall.

"Ok ", coach said, he was just looked at me knowing that there was a good change that I was going to fail " go on Brandon help him"

I stood up again and took the rings and that time I felt the breath of Brandon in my neck and his hands on my butt.

"Nice isn't it”: he said. While he was saying that he started to rub them a little bit and pushing them so I could get up at the same time.

I didn't say anything but I felt my dick gone hard, not a little but really hard. With the help of Brandon I finished the exercise. I turned around to Brandon; he was smiling and started even to laugh when he looked down at my crotch. “Go on" he said, " You know you are supposed to be the first one in the locker-room. I went quickly and saw that some others were going in also. Brandon was walking right behind me. Knowing that he wouldn't want to miss anything.

When I entered the locker room I saw that I was still could be the first one to be in my underwear (jockstrap for me). I got my shoes out of the way and pulled my shorts down. My dick was still very hard and my butt felt if Brandon had rubbed it hard. I had planned to stay with my back side to the other kids while I was going through my bags again pretending to look for something.

Then I heard Brandon should: "Tim, come over hear some of the us didn't see a jockstrap before and want to take a good look at it." Be a sport and turn around and show us your jockstrap"

There were some laughter’s at the request of Brandon. The all supposed that I wasn't going to do that. When I looked at him I saw that the whole group of kids was standing in a half circle around Brandon.

"Come on ", he said.

I turned myself around and walked to the middle of the circle and started to make a kind of show. I better could take this as a joke. That was the only solution without any suspicion of the others. My dick was still very hard so I had kind of a red face while I was doing it.

On one end of the circle I heard some kids say to each other: "look he is enjoying himself his dick is stiff.”

I became even harder but with the best smile I could make on my face I said out loud: “It feels great you guys, you should try it your self".

Some of them just laugh at that but I fought I had made the best out of the situation. The coach came in and shouted: "You should all be out of here in 5 minutes". He missed the show I just had given but he ended just in time.

I looked at Brandon, he was smiling and it looked if I had done alright.

I waited to be sure that I was going to be the last one and when I came out of the locker room Brandon was standing right there.

"That was done very well", he said. "Next time I must remember that you can be very inventive towards unexpected situations. By the way I will see you tonight around seven again. You can bring back my jockstrap. "

He didn't give me the time to answer him I knew I would be there. I was going to obey him. I was too afraid that he would show anyone the video tape. Even now after the show in the locker it would be came clear to every one what I was.