hoofdstuk 35

We stapten uit. Ik liep om de auto heen zo snel als ik kon. Het bankje zag er erg verlicht uit. Aangekomen bij het bankje gingen we naast elkaar zitten. Ik keek rond. “Hmm we kunnen dit beter maar snel doen Peter. Iedereen die hier voorbij komt kan ons zo zien zitten”.

“ja, dat had ik me ook al bedacht. Maar hoeft niet lang te duren toch” antwoordde hij.

“Nee, zo te zien zijn we beide hard genoeg”.

“Dus hoe doen we dit” vroeg hij terwijl hij naar mijn broekje keek.

Ik bewoog mijn hand in de richting van zijn kruis. Toen ik dichterbij kwam voelde ik de warmte van zijn kruis afkomen. Toen voorzichtig legde ik mijn hand op zijn kruis. Hij trilde. Hij wachtte niet af en toen voelde ik hoe zijn tillend handje op mijn lul terecht kwam. Ik denk dat we op dat moment ook beide een behoorlijke kreun lieten.

Ik begon snel over zijn broekje heen te wijven het laatste wat ik wilde was verliezen. Hij aarzelende ook niet langer en deed het zelfde. Ik voelde hoe mijn ballen begonnen samen te knijpen, nee dit ging niet lang meer deuren. Zo verschrikkelijk geil. Ik voelde hoe hij ook zijn kruis steeds meer tegen mijn hand drukte.

Bijna kon het mij niet schelen of ik nu wel of niet zou winnen als ik maar klaar kwam.

Ik keek even rond en schrok toen daar recht voor ons stonden 2 van de knullen die eerder hadden staan toekijken in de winkel. Dit was het plan van het begin geweest dacht ik, niets toeval gelijkspel. Ik voelde nu mijn geilheid snel opborrelen. Een van de tweede lachte naar me maar zei niets. Ik begreep dat ik me echt vernederd voelde in het publiek klaarkomen in mijn slipje. Shit. Ik keek naar Peter die was nog steeds geconcentreerd op mijn kruis.

“He peter, kijk eens, we hebben toeschouwers”. Tegelijkertijd toen ik dat zei, keek hij op naar voren. Ook begon ik heftig met mijn hand over zijn kruis te gaan.

“Verdomme” zei hij en terwijl voelde ik hoe hij krachtig met zijn onderlichaam begon te bewegen. En ja hoor daar voelde ik hoe zijn broekje nat werd.

“Wow, kijk nou hij komt gewoon klaar toen hij zag dat wij stonden toe te kijken” zei een van die knullen.

Peter had zijn hand los gelaten nu van mijn kruis, helemaal gericht op zijn eigen orgasme. Ok ik had gewonnen maar ik had nog steeds een harde lul in dit witte broekje en was nog geiler dan voorheen.

“Wel bedankt hiervoor knulletjes, we kijken nog wel eens op die webcam”.  Ze liepen daarop door.

“Wat was dat nou” vroeg Peter.

“Dat waren twee van die jongens die mijn in de winkel hebben gezien terwijl ik aan het passen was”.

“Oh, hoe kwamen die nou hier”.

“Ja Mark natuurlijk”.

“Oh, shit wat nu” Peter zei.

“Wel ik ga terug naar de auto. Ik heb nu echt wel genoeg gehad”.

“Ja, maar wat nu voor mij ze zullen me toch niet zo naar huis laten gaan”.

“Nee, denk van niet. Is toch wel erg gecontroleerd gegaan vanavond of niet dan”.

“ja dat wel maar toch”.

“Je ziet bijna niets dat je klaar gekomen bent en je hebt geen stijve meer ten minste”.

“Nee, jij wel. Ben je erg geil”.

‘Dat kan je je bijna niet voorstellen. Maar kom volg me maar” zei ik terwijl ik opstand en terug liep naar de auto.

Ik openende de deur en stapte snel in.

“Leuk” zie meester Mark.

“Hm, wel nou niet echt”.

“OH je broekje zegt wel wat anders”.

“He Peter, niet te koud toch hoop ik”.  Mark zei dat terwijl Peter voor het voorraampje stond.

“nee, niet echt maar kan ik nu instappen”.

“OH denk je dat we al klaar zijn dan” vroeg mark aan hem.

“alstublieft, broer je kan me toch hier niet zo laten staan of naar huis laten lopen.

“We zijn er bijna Peter, nog even. Nu sluit je ogen en blijf daar zo staan” mark zei.

Ik zag hoe Sander nu zijn heupen omhoog deed en zijn broek naar beneden. Hij haalde zijn lul uit zijn onderbroekje en begon zich zelf af te trekken. Oh dacht ik hij gaat spuiten op Peter zijn jockstrap.

“OH en Peter, je kunt je ogen maar beter gesloten houden als je niet te voet zo naar huis wil lopen. Ik denk dat dat genoeg overtuiging is om ze dicht te houden”.

Ik hoorde hoe Sander kreunde en zag hoe zijn sperma op Peter zijn jockstrap belanden.

“Ok, nu kun je naar mijn kant van de auto komen. Je mag terwijl je ogen open doen“.

Peter liep nu langzaam naar de straat kant van de auto. Ik zag hoe hij nadrukkelijk rondkeek of hij iets zag. Toen hij bij het raampje van Mark kwam zei deze “Ok, je ogen nu weer dicht”.

Ik kon niet zien wat er gebeurde maar ik wist was Mark aan het doen was. Ik hoorde Mark kreunen.

Een moment later Mark zei “Ok, je kunt nu instappen”.

Hij bewoog snel nu naar de achterdeur terwijl een auto die voorbij reed op zijn claxon duwde. Toen hij naast me zat, zag ik dat zijn jockstrap behoorlijk nat was en ook rook ik de geur van sperma behoorlijk goed.

Mark begon langzaam weg te rijden. Wat nu dacht ik naar huis. Ik hoopte van wel. Ik had toch wel genoeg gehad ondanks mijn geilheid.

“wel dat was heerlijk jongens, dank je voor de leuke avond” zie Mark. “Hebben jullie ook genoten”.

“Ja, dank je meester” zie Peter.

“Ja, van jou hebben we dat gezien. En jij Tom”.

“Ja, ook best wel”.

“Goed, wel we zijn allemaal lekker klaargekomen behalve jij Tom. Zo te zien wil jij ook nog wel”.

Ik dacht oh ja willen wel maar nog meer vernederd worden. Nee, dat kon ik toch echt niet.

Mijn lul echter dacht daar anders over en stond echt stijf en straks in het broekje. Ik liet een zacht kreun ontsnappen van mijn lippen.

‘Volgens mij was dat het antwoord Tom. Ik denk dat je nog een kans verdien om klaar te komen denk je ook niet Peter”.

“Hm, wel hij heeft gewonnen dus waarom niet”.

“Ja, dat dacht ik ook”.

“Wel zullen we die laatste opdracht dan ook echt uitvoeren. Denk je dat Tom dat gaat durven Sander” vroeg Mark aan hem.

“IK weet het niet, je weet niet echt wat er gaat gebeuren dan toch”.

“Nee, dat niet maar ik denk dat Tom geil genoeg is om het te doen en klaar te komen denk je niet”.

“Ik weet het niet Mark, ik vind het wel erg ver gaan”.

“Hoe laat is het”.

“Half tien”.

“Ok, nog niet te laat om aan te bellen. Hmm, Tom was zal het zijn wil je klaarkomen”.

Ik was zo geil dat ik hen eigenlijk niet gehoord had. Mijn geilheid had in zijn geheel overgenomen.

“Ja meester” zei ik met een trillend stemmetje.

“Ok, zei hij. Hier zijn we dan”.

Ik keek naar buiten het was donker. We stonden voor een rijtje met huizen geparkeerd. Wat nu dacht ik. Ik kende het hier niet.

“Ok, jij wilt klaarkomen. Wij geven je de kans. Hier heb je de krant van deze avond. Sander heeft deze vanavond bij geen van de drie eerste huizen bezorgd. We dachten dat het leuk voor jou zou zijn omdat nu bij een van de drie te gaan doen. Aan jou de keuze bij welk”.

“Wat” zei ik door mijn geilheid begreep ik maar de helft. Ik mocht mijn broekje en stijve laten zien aan iemand. Ik denk dat dat het enige dat echt doorkwam. Dat het een mogelijke vreemde was dat realiseerde ik me niet. Dat ik voor schut zou staan ook niet.

“Je gaat de krant bij een van de drie bezorgen en terwijl zorg je ervoor dat je klaar komt ok”.

“Oh, ok”.

Sander gaf me de krant en deed de auto deur voor me open. Ik stond op en keer rond.Het was een erg stille buurt aangezien ik niets hoorde of zag.

“Oh, Tom. Je mag niet je handen gebruiken om klaar te komen en als je niet klaar komt daar dan moet je zo terug naar ons huis dus doe je best”.

Shit dacht ik. Ik liep nu langzaam naar het eerste huis, het pad naar de voordeur was erg open. Iedereen kon me daar zien, zelf al voordat ik bij de deur was. Ik liep door naar het tweede huis. De tuin stond vol met struiken en net naast de deur was een boom. Deze dan maar besloot ik.

Ik voelde hoe mijn lul nu echt op springen stond. Ik liep tot aan de boom. Ik drukte mijn slipje tegen de boom en wrijf er even tegen aan. Ik voelde dat als ik dat nog een keer deed dat dat voldoende was. Ik zuchtte belde aan en ging nog even tegen de boom staan rijen. Ik zag beweging achter de deur er ging een licht aan. Ik voelde hoe mijn ballen zich samenknepen, daar ging het komen dacht ik. Ik stapte weg van de boom en precies toen de deur door een jonge knul werd open gedaan voelde ik mijn sperma door mijn lul naar buiten gaan. Niet zachtjes maar met volle kracht schoot het door mijn lul, tegen en ook door mijn broekje heen. Ik opende nu mijn ogen weer en zei zachtjes “Hmm deze lag op straat is die van jullie”.

De knul, blond haar, groene ogen, best lekker, had zijn blik echter op mijn broekje.

“Hmm ja, “ begon hij terwijl hij nu op keek naar mijn gezicht “ja, die is dan van ons. Zag er geil uit. Ik zou je binnen vragen als mijn ouders niet thuis waren. Bedankt voor de krant”.

Hij sloot snel de door, ik hoorde hem praten met zijn ouders. Blijkbaar was er iemand naar de deur aan het komen en had de knul mij beschermd door snel de deur ducht te doen.

Ik draaide me langzaam om en zag Sander bij het hekje staan. “Ongelooflijk. Ik had niet gedacht dat je dat zou doen Tom. Kom op je hebt je kleren zeker wel verdiend nu”.

Ik liep met trillende benen terug naar Sander. Mijn sperma begon langzaam over mijn benen heen naar beneden te druipen.

“Je hebt wel geluk, die andere twee huizen wonen oudere mensen. Ik had al gehoopt dat je het bij Willem zou gaan doen. Heeft hij ook weer zijn pleziertje gehad. Stap nu maar in”.

Ik stapte in en ging met een zucht zitten.
“En, Sander heeft hij het gedaan”.

“Ja, je kunt erg trots op hem zijn. Ongelooflijk” en hij vertelde wat er net gebeurd was. Ik wist niet dat hij alles gezien had.

“Ok, Hmm shit maar geen sperma op mijn stoel He. Peter lik zijn benen schoon ja, Jij had tenslotte verloren vanavond”.

Peter boog zich voorover en begon mijn benen schoon te likken. Geil dacht ik en mijn lul begon zich weer naar de bovenkant van mijn broekje te kruipen.

Toen we terug bij Mark en Peter zijn huis kwamen mocht ik mijn kleren aan doen en werd ik naar huis gestuurd.

Daar aangekomen hoorde ik dat ik een e-mail binnen kreeg toen ik net de keuken in liep. Ik opende deze en las:

Beste slaafje,

Een geweldige avond begrepen we, Een goed begin van een prima weekend. We zijn erg onder de indruk. Dat gaat ons mooi wat opleveren. Zorg dat je morgen om 5 uur klaar staat. Kleding ligt inde slaap kamer. En oh niet klaarkomen meer natuurlijk maar dat snap je wel.

Meester Erik.

hoofdstuk 36

chapter 34

A little while later we were downstairs again. I was too nervous to ask him where he had gotten those cards from. It started to become clear to me that in between the first visit and today there must have been some contact with my masters. He might have even met up with Eric and Flip.

“Ok, slave boys not bad with all that has happened. I think that for now we need to talk together and see who has won. Because the last task is not down here we can walk back to the car while we do this. You walk upfront and we will follow.”

“Yes master”. We both said.

Peter and I turned towards the elevator. When we got in Peter asked me. “What happened up there with that group of guys?”

“Hmm, they …” I started my answer.

“NO talking slaves. You will hear in a moment what has happened up there”.

It got quiet in the elevator. It meant we were not allowed to talk all the way to the car. I thought about saying something when I noticed there were a few steps behind us. All in all I was afraid of what they might come up with if I did, so I decided to keep quiet.

The car was parked at the other end of the parking lot and it was relatively quiet on the side of the parking lot already. Sander and Bart were about 10 meters behind us and standing still whispering now. I saw that Bart was pointing and looking at us but I couldn’t make out if he was talking about me or Peter. It was quite obvious that they had fun with what had happened in the store a moment ago.

I examined again Peter in his sport shorts. I tried to determine what kind of briefs he was wearing. But although his sport shorts were tight and white I could not see anything. Nor any lines on the back or colour lines going through it. But then again it was white on white so no surprise there.

Sander and Bart got closer towards us now. Bart got in and Sander got in on the other side in the front. We just stood there waiting. No way would they leave the losers behind down here in our briefs or naked I thought. Although I was scared of that idea my dick had another idea and started to grow again.  Not now I thought.

Bart opened the window and Peter asked. “Hey can we get in?” He was starting to get impatient.

“Almost”. Bart said. “But first I want you to walk to the front of the car in a moment. Then I want you to stand still and take your sport shorts off. Tom will then walk back to my side of the car and Peter you will go to Sander”.

He was clearly waiting now on purpose until one of us would say something. I think he knew he was getting at least on Peter’s nerves now.

“In our briefs, have you gone crazy?” Peter asked.

He didn’t expect something like this it seems. I slowly started to believe that there were not a lot of limits in what kind of idea’s Bart could come up with.

“We want you to look very careful at the brief that your colleague slave is wearing. Then when you get back to the side of the car you can tell us who you think has won and why. We will take this into account with our decision. You better be honest about it”.

“And then?” Peter showing now more signs of unrest.

“Then the winner will get his sport shorts back”. He stopped again and waited for a response from one of us.

“Yea go on then”. Peter said again.

“Then you can get in”.

I saw some relieve on Peter’s face. I also saw that Bart was waiting to see what our response would be. I was sure this was still not it. I was sure he would come up with something different.

“OK, go on then”. Bart said with a smile when we stayed quiet.

I started to step to the front of the car, but Peter took a hold of my arm and said. “We can both decide not to do this you know”.

I looked at Bart.

“You think I want to take that risk?” I asked.

“Yea, well if we decide to do that together…” While he started that sentence I pointed towards Bart and I saw that Peter followed my finger.

“… oh come on Bart you can’t make us do this”. Peter finished his sentence that he started.

I saw that Peter was expecting a reply from Bart but I could see with the little devilish smile on his face that he was not going to comment on that at all.

“OH, come on Peter, it is dark on this side and there is almost no one here anymore”.

I saw that Bart was now laughing and Peter looked definitely around him to see if there was some one there.

He let go of my arm. I now continued to the front side of the car and saw that Peter followed.

When we got there Bart said. “Make sure that you face towards us ok”.

I did a bit of a step backwards. We were now about 1.5 meters in front of the car. I saw that Peter just like me was looking around again. We could see some people at the other side of the car park but not to close by and with us being in the dark, there was no way that they could see anything.

“Well are you going to do this or not?” Bart yelled now.

I looked at Peter and nodded.

At the same time we hooked our fingers underneath the top bit of our sport shorts and slowly moved that forward so it would go over the bulges that we had. We did this almost simultaneous. Then we both bent forward a bit so we could push our shorts down and then we got out of them. I saw out of the corner of my eye the naked buttocks of Peter. Damned he was wearing a jockstrap. He was showing off a lot more than I did on the backside. And I was sure that the front side was about the same. I had lost this one I thought. My briefs were for sure smaller then his but he had less material on for sure.

At that moment we were starting to stand up straight and then all of a sudden we were looking straight into the full beam headlights of the car.

“NO”. Peter yelled.

“Shut up”. I said a lot softer. “Do you want people not only to be able to see us by this sudden burst of light but also to look because you are shouting”?

I noticed that he turned red a bit then.

Because of the sudden amount of light we couldn’t see anything so we had no idea if someone noticed us or not. I could hear Bart and Sander laughing. But that was the only noise that was heard.

All in all it made sure that we were there longer then we would have been otherwise. We were frozen by the sudden light but we slowly started to realize this was too much. I looked at Peter and he looked at me. First our eyes met but then our gaze went down. I could feel it by myself, it had gotten big but I saw then that Peter had the same problem.

I nodded again and we both turned around now and walked to the side window of the car. Peter was now standing with his bare behind to the parking place. My tight white buttocks were visible to any one that would drive on the street on that side of the parking lot.

“And?” Bart whispered when I got there. “What do you think?”

“Well Peter definitely has the smallest briefs but I think that I might have won the part where you should be seen by the most people. So a tie”.

I saw that Bart tuned towards Sander. He nodded.

“Ok, get in then”.

“Hey but who has won and can get his shorts back?” I said now a bit louder so that Peter and Sander would hear it to.

“It is a tie so get in or do you want to keep standing like that down here?” To reinforce his threat he gave the car some gas with the pedal and the engine roared.

I think it didn’t take more than 1 second for both of us to get in the back of the car. It seems though that Bart was in no hurry to get off as he slowly drove over the whole car park back to the front entrance. I definitely saw that several faces were looking at the car driving as we drove by. Had they seen us and if so how much I thought?

“Look you got some attention”. Sander said.

I heard that Peter cursed softly. I was sure the others didn’t hear him though.

“Now what?” He asked. “Are we going home?”

I could hear the hope from the intonation of his voice.

“No there is one more task to do. We can’t let this finish in a tie”. Bart said.

“You want us to go somewhere completely naked…” Peter said.

“No that would be going too far I think, but we thought of something else though”.

I started to get the impression that even before we got our sport shorts off they had decided already that it was a draw and that there would be one more task. They didn’t want to finish the evening yet.

“What then?” Peter asked.

“Just wait a minute we are almost there”. Sander said.

I looked through the window to see where we were. It was not yet completely dark and I could see as we approached one of the parks. Bart stopped his car at one of the streets that went beside it.

“I want you to walk to that bank over there, the one just beside the light. I want you to go and sit down together. We will do an endurance test. You will start to masturbate each other, but with your briefs on. The one that is able to make the other shoot is the winner. You can get up and walk towards the car. The other one will follow about 1 meter behind. The winner can come and sit in the car. The other one will position himself at the side window of Sander and show his wet briefs”.

I think that Peter looked me at the same moment that I looked at him. I could hardly believe this and I could see the same in his eyes. We both turned towards Sander and I saw that he laughed a bit. “Go on then he said”. 

chapter 35

chapter 49

So, I was pushed forward to the girl’s locker room. Now I might not able to pervert on the boys but what with all these straight girls, would I be safe I wondered.

The coach opened the door stepped inside.

“Girls, one moment please for the time being Tim is going to change in here. Until the student council has made a discion at least. Be nice to him and make sure you are all out in the gym within 5 minutes ok?”

“Wow, is this for real?” One of them said at the back.

“Yea, and if I hear that anything happened in here then I will find out and make sure that any misbehaviour will be punished understood?”

I saw a few nods. Then I was pushed in further and heard that the door was closed behind me. I saw that most of the girls were changed already.

“Here is an empty locker”. One of them said.

I moved towards it and opened it to put my bag in. I looked and saw that they all had their attention on me.

“So you are gay then for sure Tim?” One of them asked.

I just nodded.

“Well you are more than welcome down here. I am sure you can share a lot of what you have seen over there with us. We love to know what kind of equipment our future boyfriends may have before asking them out”. The same one said with a smile.

Ah, well if that was it, although not sure I could share stuff like that.

“I think you better start changing or you will be late too”.

I let out a sigh and they were right. I had gotten the shorts out of the bag, turned towards the locker and started to get my pants back off.

“You can turn around, we will be seeing it at some point anyway don’t you think”?

I hadn’t said a lot but with my pants off now I thought what the heck. They might be interested in me but I am not in them.

I turned around and said. “I am sorry girls but there is not a lot to see and when it comes to blabbing about the other guys well I am not sure I can do that”.

“Oh I think you will don’t worry about it, but you got a nice package in there. Do all guys wear white briefs these days or just the gay ones”?

I smiled. “I think you would be surprised what they all wear”.

“Oh I know my boyfriend loves boxer briefs but I don’t think he ever wears briefs”.

I looked to see who had spoken and remembered the guy that she means. She was right; he wore very tight boxer briefs, light ones most of the times with what I thought was quite a nice bulge. Just thinking about that I could feel my dick started to stiffen.

“Hey, you got hard thinking about him”. The girl said.

“He has got a nice package but I guess you know”. I said with a smile.

“Yea, well you better get a move on, we will see more after gym class in the shower”.

Oh no, I thought not a shower. “Hmm sorry girls but I think I will do that at home if you don’t mind”.

“Well you can’t do that all the time. I am sure we will see it in the future”.

“Dream on”. I said with a smile while putting my shorts on.

Now they started to walk towards the door of the gym I put my shoes on and was ready to go. Although interested in seeing my dick they were not really making any nasty comments or anything. But this might be the way over this as well.

When I was out of the locker-room I heard some soft remarks made by the guys that were close to the door. I am not sure if they were there to catch a glimpse or anything inside. At that point I knew what to say to them to get them really going.

“Hey, you know you won’t be the only ones anymore that will have seen your girlfriend’s boobs. I will too now, what do you think about that?” I walked away from them towards Michel and Dennis as I didn’t want anything to happen. But when I looked back I definitely saw some very angry looks on their faces. I don’t think they had thought about that at all.

“So how did it go in there?” Dennis asked.

“Fine, lots of interest in my bulge. I think that is the way out of this too. I am not sure the parents will like that the girls can pervert on a boy in the locker-room even when he is gay”.

“Oh, why didn’t I think of that; that is a way out for sure”? Michel said.

“So you didn’t plan this to happen then Michel?” Dennis asked.

“No of course not, this is too much and too dangerous. If this is allowed, where will it go from here”?

“Oh, yea I can see that”.

“He looked at that group down there; it seems they are steaming again”. Dennis said pointing at the group of guys that were standing beside the door of the girls locker-room.

“Yea”. I said laughing. “I just gave them something to think about”.

“What did you do Tim?” Michel asked.

“Oh I said they were not the only ones anymore to know what their girlfriend’s boobs looked like”.

Dennis and Michel started to laugh.

“Good one there Tim”. Dennis said.

“Yea but you better be careful we don’t want them to think about hurting you or anything. So don’t make them madder than they are already are ok”.

“Oh no, I won’t but this was too good to be passed up”.

I got a lot of stares during the rest of the hour but not any more remarks. Just when I was about to walk into the girls locker-room the coach came up to me.

“Hmm, Tim we might have concluded the earlier decision a bit too fast. I would appreciate if you would change in there again but not shower ok?”

“Oh so you want me to stay dirty all day and sweaty sir?”

“Now don’t start with me Tim. We are just trying to do what is best for all”.

“Oh I know sir but did you really expect me to go and stand in the shower with girls? You want me never to get hard ever again?”

I was not sure that he had realized how big a turn off naked girls were to me. But I guess that aspect sunk in quite fast.

“If you really want to shower you can come back during lunch break and I can open the shower area for you to use ok?”

“I will see. I will try to dry myself off with my towel as good as I can”.

“Ok and Tim don’t start to become an asshole ok? Don’t get an attitude. You are a well respected and liked student. Don’t change that”.

“I won’t sir but I won’t let others bully me neither”.

“No, I agree with you and as said before if someone does come and tell me, they will get suspended or dumped of this school for real ok”.

“We will see sir”.

“Go on get out of here or you won’t be on time for the next hour”.

I walked through the door and saw that most girls were still sitting on the benches in front of their lockers. They were chatting but stopped when I entered.

“Ok, girls if you give me 2 minutes or so then I will be out of here and you can go ahead and shower. I am sure you don’t want me to see anything as much as I hate the idea of any of you seeing me”.

“Oh, you don’t want to see us naked then?”

I smiled at the girl who said it. “I am sure you can imagine that your bodies do nothing for me and even gross me out a bit. Sorry but that is just the way it is”.

One of the other girls came closer now. “You are honest and sweet Tim. If you need help for whatever reason let me know ok”.

I looked at her and recognised the leader of the cheerleaders, a good ally to have I thought.

“I will”.

“Just remember we might convince our boyfriends a lot easier than you can”.

I smiled again. “Got the message”.

“Good, now show us again what you got hiding in those nice white briefs”. She said with a smile.

“You want me to give you some masturbate fantasies girls even though you know I am gay?”

“Why not, a boy is a boy and you got a great body. Maybe not as muscular as others but still very nice”.

I saw several girls nodding and I felt that I started to get red.

In a hurry but also with a little bit of show I changed and got ready to step out.

“Whatever happens you are welcome down here Tim”.

“I know but still showering I would rather do on the other side”.

“Who wouldn’t?” One of the girls said and laughing was all around.

I got out and as one of the first that made it to the next class. I didn’t take the coach up on his offer and got Michel, Dennis and some of the others to go with me to the toilet so I could clean up a bit down there. They made sure no one walked in on me in the meantime.

I got a lot of stares during the day again. I knew it had gotten out what had happened but otherwise it stayed ok.

That evening Michel went home with me. He said the students had given their say that morning and they would hear later that evening what the parents and teacher were going to say about it. I think he wanted to make sure I was ok just in case the outcome would be with the girls.

My dad had been furious and went to the meeting himself. So it was just a matter of waiting till he was home.

“So how are you feeling about this Tim?”

“I don’t know Michel. I don’t want to do this in the girls locker-room although they were friendly and supportive. I don’t really think they want me there either”.

“So no interest in your package then?”

“Oh yea there was but I think I grossed them out when I said how much their bodies were a turn off. I don’t think they realized themselves about that”.

“Ah ok so you’re ok then if the descions goes back to normal again this evening?”

“I am not sure what to fear most Michel. I think the prospect of being in there with those guys is a scary one as well. I won’t be able to look around as I am to afraid of remarks being made and on the other hand just scared of them. Not sure if they would do anything again”.

“I don’t think you need to be afraid of it. I think today’s actions all came from a parent who got his son and others involved. I don’t think it was something that came from the guys themselves”.

“Oh, that might help”.

“So were you able to talk with William already? I am sure that Jamey would love to take Martin with us”.

“Yea we are working on it. I think that William wants that weekend to go somewhere too and he might take Martin with him and drop him off or so”.

“Ah, ok that would be a good idea. Although not sure if it would be better to ask his parents”.

“Well his parents will be told others will be there too. William just is not going to stay at the same place but he won’t be too far away”.

“Ah, I like that”.

“Yea and I think both the parents and William want a quiet weekend and don’t need Martin to be around”.

“So when will you know?”

“In a couple of days probably. But I think that we will tell Jamey but we won’t tell Martin. I think they want to have some fun with him”.

“Oh he will love that”.

“Ok, so come down here Tim. I think it is distraction time”.

I moved close to him and slowly our lips touched each other.

“Let’s get to bed”. He whispered.

When we got to the side of the bed our lips were still locked, he slipped his fingers inside the waistband of my underwear and slowly tugged them down until they were hooked below my balls with my dick standing straight out.  Moving his hand softly up my shaft, he put pressure on it by squeezing as he lowered his hand to the base.  He did this repeatedly, which caused a new sensation to flow through me.  I reached over and grabbed him in my hand and slowly stroked him for a few minutes then moved my hand to cup his balls and give them a slow, gentle squeeze.  When I did, his tongue darted in my mouth and our tongues duelled each other for superiority.  Before we could figure out who the victor was, I broke the kiss and grabbed his dick as I pulled him closer to the bed.

Laying him out flat, I used my tongue to travel over his lips, down his chin onto his muscular chest, over the peaks and valleys of his pecks until each nipple was softly chewed and sucked on then followed his sternum down to the rippling waves of his abs.  When I reached his navel, I dragged my tongue across and when it found the hole, I hardened my tongue and pushed inside and at the same time, with my right hand holding his dick, my left hand squeezed his nipple with more force than before and his body became supported by just his feet and his head.  Everything else was arched and his dick was shuddering as if he was cumming.

“Oh, my God.  It felt like I had an orgasm, only it was in my nipple and my dick and not my balls.”

“Did it feel good?”

“Just slightly less intense than the real thing.”

“Wow.  I got to try that again sometime.”

“Cool”. He said and I noticed a little bit of panting coming from him.

Instead of waiting, I decided to try it again immediately.  Once again, I squeezed his nipple and inserted my tongue into his belly button with just a little more force.  He arched again, this time, beating the bed and trying hard not to yell.  His dick was twitching like mad, almost double time from when he really did shoot.  After a few seconds, I let go of his nipple and he fell back to the bed, breathing hard.

A few seconds after catching his breath, I asked.  “Was it good, again?”

“You are a very mean Tim.”

“Why?”

“You didn’t even let me catch my breath before you did it again.”

“I was trying to please you”. I said, smiling mischievously.

“If you do that one again, you’re going to have to warn me.  There’s no warning to my body that it’s coming.  It just happens.  It’s like electricity running between my dick, my navel and my nipple.”

“I wonder if it works on the other nipple”. I said reaching for it.

“Don’t you dare”. He said, covering both with his hands to keep me from them.

“Fine, I guess I got to suck on that thing then”. I said, playing around with him.

“Ahhh, poor baby.  Like you don’t love it as much as I do.”

Smiling, I said. “You’re right”. Then I basically fell on his dick, hitting my mouth perfectly.  I worked on his head for a few moments then slowly sank down further and further until I had to pull off.  I learned the hard way that you don’t force a hard dick in your throat unless it wants to go willingly.  I figured the problem was that at the tip of Michel’s dick, there was a slight curve up, away from the floor if he was standing.

Because of that, when I sucked him from between his legs, the curve is working against the angle of my throat.  It doesn’t want to bend the wrong way and I don’t want to choke, plus I didn’t want to hurt him.

When my convoy of long-stroke sucking was done, I pulled him out of my mouth completely and traced the back of his throbbing member with my tongue until I reached his balls.  He knew what was coming and encouraged me to go slow.  This was his favourite part since he found out his balls were so sensitive.

My tongue reached the loose, wrinkly skin and I licked them until they were soaked with my saliva.  Small moans escaped his lips the entire time my tongue was making contact with him.  After they were soaked, I opened my lips wider and suctioned them onto an individual testicle and put even more suction behind it causing it to slowly crawl into my mouth.  When it was rested in the warm wetness, I flicked my tongue around slowly, feeling where each and every hair popped out of the skin.

I repeated the process on the other testicle, allowing my tongue to trace the squiggly veins that ran through the sack under his skin.  I let his ball fall out of my mouth and went back to the head of his dick.  He was leaking so much precum, I licked from the base of his dick to the head and, once there, engulfed, tasting the sweetness waiting for me in his balls.

When I knew he was clean of precum, I went back to his balls and again got them wet and rolled them around on my tongue.  Once again, I repeated the process of getting a ball in my mouth, but to his surprise, I put the other inside as well. When they were both in my mouth, I sucked to get the extra loose skin in my mouth so that I was sucking on his entire ball sack with his dick pressed up against my nose.

“Oh, shit, Tim.  That feels awesome.  Use your tongue.  Oh, yeah. That’s it.  Suck `me.  Harder.  Yeah.  Keep it up, just like that.  Oh, God, you’re getting me close.”

His hands had fists full of my hair, so getting him close without touching his dick, amazed me.  I sucked a little harder while flicking my tongue all across his balls.  I split his balls in half with my tongue, first, playing with one, then the other.  I kept that up for a minute longer before he told me he was cumming.

I quickly released his balls and sank down over his dick.  As I did, I grabbed his balls in my hand and pulled them away from his body. The pressure he felt, I felt too.  The force of his first ejaculate hit me so hard; I actually had to pull back a little to avoid the same unexpected jolt.  I could have sworn he produced double from what he did in the afternoon.  I had to swallow three or four times before I knew it wouldn’t drip out of my mouth.

I slowly released his scrotum and slowly released the pressure I had on his dick and let it slip out of my mouth, landing on his stomach with a soft thwack.  I rubbed his balls, gently to massage any stretched feeling from the skin.  Swallowing almost all his cum, I went up and gave him a passionate open mouthed kiss.  Shoving my tongue in his mouth, I knew he tasted himself.  I hope it was as sweet as it was when he did it to me.

Moving my hand to his dick, I grabbed the base and slowly pulled upward and cum starter to gather at the tip before I even moved an inch.  I went back and gently put my mouth around the head and pulled all the way to the top.  I was rewarded with another small load which I gobbled down, not letting it go to waste

I looked up and saw that he was pretty much done for it. I came back up and slowly kissed him again.

I then slowly rolled off him and just watched as he slowly came back to earth.

“You ok Michel?” I said with a smile.

“Fuck yea. That was incredible Tim”.

“Good, it at least took my mind of things”.

“Well let me return the favour”.

He got up a bit and slowly got closer to my dick which almost jumped up to meet him half way. He just started slowly to blow air around it. I closed my eyes expecting the sensation of his warm mouth engulfing on my dick but…

It didn’t, instead the phone went and I could feel that he moved away from it and opened his cell phone.

Shocked coming down from the awaiting sensation I opened my eyes and looked at him.

He didn’t say a lot but just listened and then hung up.

“And?” I asked.

“That was William. All back to normal he said”.

“Good, although well … we will see I guess Michel”.

“Yea don’t worry about it ok”.

Easier said than done. I had another gym hour the next day so we would know fast for sure I thought.

Michel now pulled me into his arms. “Lay on your side”. Before I knew it he was behind me, holding me with his arms. Our bodies touching each other, which was erotic but a more safe and sound type of feeling. Before I knew it I was lost in the land of dreams.

I woke up by the movements of Michel beside me. Yea I had expected him to spend the evening not the night though. I looked at his face. He was still deep asleep. He had a soft smile on his face. His breathing was slow but regular, boosting up his lips a little time with each exhale.

I looked up when I heard that the door was opened.

I waved my hand and my dad understood it as he kept quiet. I slowly got Michel’s hand of my chest and moved from under the blankets.

When I got to the door he whispered. “You ok Tim?”

“Yea, Michel is still asleep”.

“It seems you went to sleep fast last night as when I checked he was awake and you asleep”.

“So you knew Michel stayed the night?”

“Yea I wanted to see how you were doing but I guess you were ok”.

“Yea, just not sure what will happen during gym today”.

“Well with a big majority vote things were turned back to normal last night. There was a big group that although didn’t like you being in there with the boys, hated the idea’s to give the girls a look at your body so they went for the safe one”.

“You think there won’t be a problem then today?”

“I don’t think so, I talked with the coach and he is ok with it. He said he would make sure no one would hurt you. He said he had already told them that yesterday”.

“Yea he did. Although in a strange way he was standing up for me as well as kicking me out into the girls locker room”.

“Good, well just tell him if someone is harassing you ok”?

“I will sir”.

“Ok, well you go back to Michel and make sure you are up when I leave. I don’t want you to miss classes ok”.

“We won’t, I will go and wake him up”.

I slowly got to the other side of the bed and got on my knees. I slowly started to blow some air on his back.

“You better stop that if you don’t want me to retaliate”. Michel said with a sleepy voice.

“Oh you are awake”.

“Yea, I felt it when you got out of the bed. But why don’t you come back in now”.

I stood up and walked towards the other side. “Hmm I think something needs some attention”.

I blushed when I looked down and saw that I had quite a hard on.

“Was that your dad on the door?” He asked then.

“Yea  h….” But before I could say anything Michel said. “You gave him a good show then”.

I hadn’t realised that and dad hadn’t said anything either. I felt that I blushed even more.

“It’s your fault. When he opened the door I was just enjoying the view of you sleeping”.

“Yea, yea, now come back into bed”.

“No, it is time to get up and have a shower or we will be late to school”.

“Oh bummer, well I guess you have to wait till later today then”.

I smiled and said. “I can”.

When we got downstairs dad had just left. We had breakfast and then got ready to go to school.

“You going to be ok with gym?” Michel asked.

“Yea I am going to pretend as if nothing happened”.

I still got stares at school but less than the day before.

When it got to gym hour I was going to do like nothing had happened the day before. I walked in later this time as I wanted to be sure others were already in there.

“Hey Tim. Don’t think you have won yea. I think we would all like you to go to the other side of the area so you can’t pervert on us”.

“Why do you think I would want to do that then? You think I am attracted to you. Dream on”.  I said with a smile on my face.

“Leave him alone”. One of the other kids said then.

“I am sorry guys if you are not happy with me being here and if you really think I perv on everyone of you because I might like you then you are wrong. Very wrong”.

“Oh I perv on every girl I would be able to see”.

“Yea, you are just living with your little head in your dick aren’t you?” One of the others said.

“So, you won’t mind moving to the other side?” The first one said again.

“If you want but you can go down there too and then I won’t be able to see you”.

“He got you there”. Brandon said.

“Well I just don’t like it”. The first one said.

“Yea, we know that by now. But Tim has done nothing to any one of us, so why should we be worrying about it?”

“I don’t know, you don’t think those times he forgot his shorts were on purpose”.

“You think anyone would do something like that and be humiliated like that, come on guys”.  One of the others said.

I found that they had gotten quite close to home so to say. But happily it was added by several ones that didn’t agree with him about that.

The coach walked in. “Hey you’re not ready yet, come on guys I want you all out in 2 minutes ok”.

Some grunts were made and then he turned to me. “You ok Tim?”

“Yes sir”.

“Good, let me know if any of these guys are bothering you”.

“I will sir dont’worry”.

“Good, now go on you got only minute and a half left to do so.”

Yea I thought talking to me first and then tell me to hurry up.

Not a lot happened during the rest of the gym session and even showering was ok. I was just happy to get out of there.

During the next weekend we stayed at Michel’s place mostly and I was just happy to have a bit of family time to be honest. Somehow I could feel my dad was wrestling still with the whole situation. I think he enjoyed dinner and felt that I was really a part of Michel’s family as well. I could see that on Monday that he was happy with that. He didn’t say a lot about it but just enough to feel some of reassuring falling off his shoulder.

During the week we started to finalize the stuff for our trip away as it was the next weekend.

I got some people sending in comments on the story and that they are reading it. It always helps a writer to get them and stay motivated to keep on writing. At the moment I am working on chapter 50. To reach that is quite something always so I am trying to make it worth its while as well. If you want leave a message in the questbook, or send me an e-mail. It is much appreciated

chapter 50

hoofdstuk 33

“Nou komt er nog wat van” vroeg meester Bart.

Ik keek hem aan en zei: “Het is hier warm he” en ik pakte de onderkant van mijn T-shirt vast en trok dat over mijn hoofd.

“Dat is onverwacht” zei Sander.

“ja maar misschien wel slim van je Tom. Je wilt zeker niet met bloten voeten op die band. Nu we zullen zien. Ga er maar op staan”.

We gingen beide op de loopband staan. Ik zonder T-shirt en beide zonder schoenen. Sander stond naast Peter en Bart stond naast mij. Ze zetten de loopband gelijktijdig aan en begonnen de helling op 10% te zetten. Ik liet de snelheid op lopen tot 4 kilometer per uur. Ik wilde zeker niet te hard van start gaan. Ik merkte al snel dat Peter een hoger loop ritme had maar ik kon net niet zien hoe snel hij ging. Na ongeveer 3 minuten was hij niet langzamer gaan lopen dus ik wist dat ik de snelheid moest opvoeren. IK versnelde totdat ik het idee had dat ik net iets harder ging dan hij.

Ik zag dat Sander en Bart vol spanning toekeken en mij lachend aan keken toen ze begrepen wat ik gedaan had.

Peter aarzelde niet en deed een tegenbod. Harder dan ik dacht ik shit. Ik versnelde nog iets naar nu 5.5 km / u met een stijgingspercentage van 10% is dat behoorlijk. Peter schakelde nu niet gelijk hoger. Hij ging iets langzamer maar niet veel. Zou hij al moe beginnen te worden. Ik keek op klok 5 minuten voorbij. Ik zag echter toen dat hij weer sneller ging en wist dat ik ook iets moest doen.

Ik versnelde tot 6.3 km per uur. Ik kon dat nog steeds doen zonder te moeten gaan hardlopen maar werd wel steeds moeilijker. Ik keek op zei naar hem en zag een grimas op zijn gezicht. Hij liep nu langzamer en ook zeker had hij het zwaarder. Na 7,5 minuut zag ik dat hij terug geschakeld had. Ik lachte wat en dacht misschien haal ik hem wel in en stapte stevig door. Hij schakelde nog 2 mal terug en ik had een goed gevoel. Ik kon het tempo nog net vol houden en wist dat met nog 1 minuut te gaan ik het misschien dan zou halen ook. Hij liep nu wel veel langzamer.

Ik moet echter met een oog even hebben staan slapen toen ik hem ineens bij 9.22 veel sneller zag lopen, ja bijna hardlopen dacht ik. Shit wat nu. Ik kon toch echt niet veel harder meer. Ik zag dat hij nog een keer door schakelde en er helemaal voor ging. Ik wilde niet vallen of moeten gaan hardlopen dus ik nam de gok en liet het zo gaan.

“Ok, stoppen maar” zei meester Bart.

“Ok, volg ons maar naar de kleedkamer. Jullie hoeven niet te douchen maar wij wel even. Het was erg vermoeiend om naar jullie te kijken”.

Vreemd om zo in de kleedkamer rond te lopen terwijl ik daar eigenlijk niets deed. Niemand zei iets en het was niet al te druk. Ik zag nu ook dat net als Bart ook Sander een leuk slipje aan had. Zouden zij ook homo zijn dacht ik of alleen maar dominant.

Toen beide aangekleed waren wenkte ze ons.

“Ok, wel jullie willen natuurlijk wel weten wie er gewonnen heeft. Het was heel close finish ik vond het knap broertje dat je zo nog even een eind spurtje ingezet hebt. Maar helaas dat heeft niet meer geholpen. Je bent gewoon te snel gestart. Dus wat wordt Petertje”.

Ik zag Peter verschrikt kijken. Hij deed eerst zijn sokken uit. Hij gaf deze aan Bart.

“En het tweede wordt?”.

Langzaam zakte zijn handen en ook hij trok zijn T-shirt uit. Als hij zijn mond gehouden had, hadden we nu gelijk gestaan. Nu had ik gelukkig mijn sokken nog aan.

“Ok, goed, ik had niet verwacht dat je je sportbroekje al uit had willen doen. Laten we maar naar de auto gaan op naar de volgende locatie”.

We volgende hen naar boven toe. Deze keer werd er toch wel merkwaardig gekeken naar ons.

Toen Peter weer achter het stuur zat, Sander naast hem en Meester Bart met mij achterin zei Bart” Twee dingen nu, ten eerste Peter je rijdt nu een klein stukje naar de parkeerplaats aan de achter zijde van het winkelcentrum daar aan gekomen gaan jullie 5 minuten met je lul zitten spelen voordat we uitstappen”.

Oh verdomme, winkelcentrum nog een erg publieke omgeving, wat nu. En ja 5 minuten spelen zou zonder meer een harde lul op leveren.

“Oh uitstappen maar”.

Ik keek naar Peter en zag dat hij ook een behoorlijke bobbel had. We volgende de twee het winkelcentrum in.  Aangekomen bij de liften zij Bart: “ok, Tom jij gaat met mij mee en jij Peter gaat met Sander mee. Later vertellen we je wel wat de bedoeling is”.

Ik volgde Bart naar boven toe. Ik weet niet of Sander de lift genomen had of beneden was gebleven met Peter.

Op de bovenste verdieping aangekomen (de derde) liep hij naar de rechtkant toe van het winkelcentrum. Voor een kleding winkel stopte hij en nam zijn telefoon uit zijn broekzak.

“Hoi, Sander ben je zo ver”.

“Ok, klinkt goed. We vertellen even wat de bedoeling is en dan kunnen we ze gelijktijdig laten gaan ok”.

Ik hoorde natuurlijk maar een kant van het gesprek. Maar blijkbaar moesten we iets in het winkelcentrum gaan doen.

“Ok, slaafje. Het is de bedoeling dat je Sander gaat zoeken. Zodra je hem gevonden heb zal hij mij bellen. Als Peter dan nog niet bij mij is, dan heb je gewonnen”.

“Is dat duidelijk”.

“Hm, ja denk van wel”.

“oh en voor de duidelijkheid je hebt maximaal 15 minuten. Anders verliezen jullie allebei”.

Hij wachtte niet af en nam de telefoon weer bij zijn hoofd.

“Ok, klaar Sander”.

“We tellen af, 3, 2, 1, veel plezier”.  En met dat duwde hij me weg.

Wat nu dacht ik 4 verdiepingen en hij kon overal zijn. Ik zigzagde snel over de 3e verdieping als hij ook boven was dan zou ik hem of Peter moeten zien. Dat was niet het geval. Ik besloot de trap af te gaan en de tweede verdieping over te slaan een gok ja, maar ik had een gevoel hij zou beneden zijn. Op de eerste verdieping zag ik hem niet. Er waren inmiddels al zeker een minuut of 8 voorbij toen ik op de begane grond aan kwam. De trap eindigde daar net naast Mc Donalds. Ik kreeg verschillende uitroepen van jongeren die daar stond. De meeste in de trends van He is het niet wat te koud daar voor. Ik liet ze maar en zocht driftig verder.

Zenuwachtig begon ik nu te rennen, de 15 minuten moeten bijna om zijn. Ik wist dat ik verloren had. De vraag die nu overbleef was, had Peter zijn broer gevonden of niet. Ik stond voor de lift. Ik wist het niet meer en besloot terug te keren naar meester Bart.  Het had toch geen zin meer. Ik arriveerde op de derde verdieping waar Bart en Peter bij de lift stonden.

“Ja, we dachten al wel dat je zo naar boven zou komen. Je hebt Sander dus nog niet gevonden”.

“hmm, nee niet echt”.

“OK, wil je het nog proberen of geef je het op”.

“Ik geef het op ik heb bijna overal gekeken”.

“Ik bel hem even”.

Een paar minuten later kwam Sander al aanlopen.

“IK vind dat tegenvallen van je Tom. Ik dacht dat je me wel gevonden zou hebben”.

“Sorry Sander”.

“Geeft niet. Je hebt verloren dus een kledingstuk uit”.

Ik boog me voor over en trok mijn sokken uit.

“Ja, dat hadden we al wel verwacht”.  Zei Bart.

Daar stonden we nu allebei met alleen nog een slipje en sportbroekje aan. Wat nu dacht ik. Het volgende zou een belangrijke worden. IK wilde echt niet in mijn onderbroekje rondlopen.  Het zou wel erg vernederend zijn en ondanks dat het nu toch wel later op de avond werd waren er toch nog wel wat mensen aanwezig.

“Ok, de volgende opdracht doen we hiernaast in de kleding zaak dus laten we maar naar binnen gaan” zei Bart.

“Je begrijpt wel dat dit een belangrijke wordt” zei Bart toen we in de winkel stonden bij de rol trap.

IK zag dat Peter net als ik knikte.

“Goed, dit is wat jullie gaan doen. Een verdieping hoger vindt je de sport afdeling. Daar ga je een nieuw shortje kopen. Het nieuwe shortje moet wel passen dus dat ga je proberen. Je doet dat ergens in de winkel, maakt ons niet uit waar. Begrepen”.

“Ja, maar hoe weten we dan wie wint”, vroeg ik

“Oh dat is makkelijk. Diegene die het kleinste witte slipje aan heeft. Want dat was de opdracht die je woensdag al gehad hebt. Alleen ik denk niet dat vader gedacht had dat we er dit mee zouden doen”.

Shit dacht ik, wel veel kleiner als dat ik aan had zou niet gaan.

“Oh en natuurlijk moet je wel gezien worden dus dat telt ook zeker mee. Sander neemt jou Peter eerst mee naar boven en daarna mag Tom met mij ok”.

Weer apart. Eigenlijk wel jammer maar ja. Ik had wel graag eerst gegaan. Ik voelde namelijk dat mijn lul zo zijn eigen gedachte had als het aankwam op de volgende opdracht.

Peter en Sander gingen de roltrap op.

“Zenuwachtig Tom”.

“beetje meester”.

“Goedzo, heb je klein slipje aan”.

“Ja, zoals gevraagd was”.

‘Goed ik weet namelijk wat Peter daar boven nu laat zien”.

“Klein” vroeg ik met een trillend stemmetje.

“Behoorlijk ja”.

“Oh, ok”.

We hoorden wat gelach van boven komen even later gevolgd door Peter en Sander. Peter had een compleet rood hoofd.

Nog voordat ze beneden waren, werden we opzij geduwd door een groep van een man of 6 die naar boven wilde.

“Nou, veel plezier zo dadelijk boven” zei Sander tegen mij.

Ik stribbelde tegen.

“Je wilt niet, je geeft je gewonnen Tom”.

“Je wilt toch niet dat ik de opdracht doe met die knullen daar boven”.

“Hoe meer jou zien hoe beter, dat is criteria 2 weet je nog”.

“Hm, ja maar”.

“Nou kom op dan”.

Ik volgde hem naar boven toe. Daar aangekomen liep hij richting de sportbroekjes.

“OK, hier zijn ze. Ik loop even wat verder. Daar links en aan het eind van de pad staan spiegels om te passen dus ik zou zeggen veel plezier”.

Ik keek hoe hij een eindje verder op met interesse naar wat sokken stond te kijken.

Verdomme. Ik keek om me heen en trok een sport broekje van het rek. Maakte mij niet uit wat voor een.

Ik hoorde de knullen nergens dus ze waren waarschijnlijk niet in de buurt.

Ik zucht diep en stopte me vingers tussen de band van mijn slipje en mijn sportbroekje. Ik haalde adem en begon hem langzaam uit te trekken.

Ik zag meester Bart lachen.

Ik draaide me om en besloot naar de spiegel te lopen aan de roltrap zijde en daar mijn nieuwe sportbroekje aan te trekken. Ik was daar bijna toen ik iemand hoorde zeggen.

“He, moet je nou kijken er staat daar iemand in zijn onderbroek”.

“Waar”

“nou daar in die spiegel”.

Ik kleurde vuur rood, maar wist dat als ik nu omdraaide het veel te opvallend zou zijn. Ik begon het sportbroekje aan te trekken en trok het langzaam omhoog.

Ik hoorde mensen dichterbij komen.

“He, was hij dat dan” hoorde ik een stem van op zij. Ik keek in die richting.

Een groepje van een man of 6 stond daar naar mij te kijken.

“Volgens mij wel” zei een van hem.

“He, die past wel ik zou maar snel je eigen broekje weer aan doen” zei wat er uitzag als de oudste van het stel.

Ik kleurde maar dacht mij krijg ze niet klein “Denk je dat hij goed is dan”.

“Ja, past prima”.

“Oh, ok dan weet ik zeker dat ik de goede heb” zei ik.

Ik deed een paar passen terug en pakte mijn eigen sportbroekje op. Ik zag dat ze nog steeds kijken toen ik het nieuwe broekje langs mijn benen naar beneden liet zakken.

Ik keek snel ook even en zag dat mijn lul op springen stond in het broekje.

“He, hij vindt dat wel fijn geloof ik”.  Zei een van hen.

“Ziet er wel naar uit”.

“St. jongens anders komt er iemand. Dit is veel te leuk”.

Ik had het broekje nu geheel uit en was net van plan om mijn eigen broekje aan te trekken toen Meester Bart achter mij stond en zei: “ik denk dat je deze ook nog even moet passen”.

Ik keek wat hij in zijn handen had. Het leek op een fietsbroek of zo.

“Denk je” vroeg ik met een knikje naar de toeschouwers aan de zijkant.

“Ja, ik denk van wel, omdat je Sander niet gevonden kon krijgen eerder” zei hij zachtjes.

“Goed”.

Ik wilde in het fietsbroekje stapte toen een van de toeschouwers zei: “Ik fiets ook maar ik trek er nooit een slip onder aan”.

“Ja, dat is ook waar, dat doe je niet, Ik zou eerst die slip maar uit doen” zei een ander.

Ik keek weer naar Bart en ik zag dat hij knikte.

Ik slikte en zette mijn vingers tussen mijn huid en mijn slipje.

“OH hij gaat het echt doen. Kijk nou toch hoe stijf hij is”.

Ja mijn stijve lul sprong uit mijn broekje. Snel liet ik het zakken, stapte er uit en trok de fietsbroek aan. Ik kwam echter niet verder dan mijn bovenbenen. Veel te klein.

“He, is te klein jammer”. Hoorde ik een van hen zeggen.

“Doe je slipje en broekje maar weer aan’ hoorde ik Bart fluisteren.

Snel liet ik het fietsbroekje zakken en trok ik mijn slipje en sportbroekje aan.

“Leuke show jongens” zei de oudste nu.

“Dankje, hier als je meer wilt zien” en ik zag hoe Bart kaartjes uitdeelde. Ik wist precies wat er opstond maar hoe kwam hij daar nu weer aan.

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Even later stonden we weer beneden. Ik was te zenuwachtig om aan hem te vragen waar hij de kaartjes vandaan had. Het begon nu wel duidelijk te worden dat er behoorlijk contact geweest was tussen begin en eind van de week. Mogelijk had hij Erik en Flip zelfs al wel ontmoet.

“Ok, jongens, niet gek denk ik wat er allemaal gebeurd is. Ik denk alleen dat we even moeten overleggen. Aangezien de laatste opdracht niet hier is lijkt het me goed om alvast terug te gaan naar de auto. Lopen jullie maar voorop dan kunnen wij even bijpraten”.

“Ja meester” zijde we allebei.

Peter en Ik draaiden ons om om richting auto te gaan lopen. Eerst richting de lift. Daar stapte we in en Peter vroeg aan mij “Wat gebeurde er daarboven allemaal”.

“Hmm…..”.

“Nee slaafjes, even niet praten je hoort zo wel wie er gewonnen heeft en wat er gebeurd is daarboven”.

Het werd stil in de lift Bram en Sander zouden wachten met overleggen tot we beneden waren en wij mochten wel samen voorop lopen maar niets zeggen. Te bang dat het consequenties zou hebben hield ik ook maar mijn mond.

De auto stond aan het andere eind van de parkeerplaats. Het was daar inmiddels al vrij rustig geworden. Sander en Bart waren op ongeveer 10 meter van ons blijven staan en stonden nu te fluisteren. Ik zag Bart naar een van ons wijze en kijken, maar ik kon niet echt uitmaken van hoe of wat. Duidelijk was dat ze beide lol hadden om wat er in de kledingzaak was voorgevallen.

Ik keek nogmaals naar Sander zijn sportbroekje. Ik probeerde te achterhalen wat hij nu precies aanhad maar echt duidelijk was dat nu ook weer niet. Ik kon niet echt een lijn over zijn billen heen zien lopen en de voorkant ga al helemaal geen idee. Maar ja wit op wit wat wilde je nog meer als we nu een gekleurd slipje aangehad hadden.

Sander en Bart legden nu ook het laatste stukje naar ons af. Bart opende de auto en stapte in. Sander was terwijl naar de andere kant gelopen en stapte nu ook voorin in. Wij stonden er bij en keken toe. De verliezer zou hier toch niet achter gelaten worden in zijn slipje of naakt dacht ik toen. Ik voelde hoe bij dit idee mijn lul al begon te steigeren. Verdomme dacht ik dat toch niet.

Bart draaide nu het raampje open “He kunnen wij al instappen” zei Sander nu toch ook wel ongeduldig geworden.

“Bijna” zei Bart. “Ik wil echter dat jullie naar de voorkant van de auto gaan zo dadelijk. Daar wil ik dat je sportbroekje uit doet. Tom loopt dan terug naar mijn kant en jij naar die van Sander Peter”.  Hij wachtte duidelijk op een reactie.

“In ons slipje ben jij nu helemaal gek geworden” zei Peter

Hij had dit blijkbaar nog niet verwacht. Wel ik begon zo langzamerhand te geloven dat je met Bart niet wist hoe gek het wel niet zou worden.

“We willen dat je even goed kijkt wat het slipje is dat je collega aan heeft. Als je weer terug aan de zijkant bent dan geef je bij ons aan wie jij denkt dat gewonnen heeft en waarom. Dit nemen we dan mee. Hoe eerlijker de redenering des te beter het is”.

“En dan” zei Peter die er duidelijk nu echt opstandig begon te worden.

“Daarna krijgt een van jullie zijn sportbroekje terug, de winnaar” Hij stopte daar al weer. Ik wist dat ik geduldig moest wachten.

“En dan” zei Peter al weer.

“Dan mag je instappen”.

Ik zag een zucht van verlichting bij Peter op zijn gezicht komen. Ik zag ook Bart onze reacties peilen en ik wist al dat het hier nog niet bij zou blijven. Hij zal nog wel iets anders bedenken dacht ik.

“Ok, ga jullie gang”.  Zei Bart met een glimlach.

Ik wilde al naar de voorkant lopen maar Peter trok me aan mijn arm weer terug. ‘We kunnen ook beide besluiten om dit niet te doen weet je”. Ik keek naar Bart.

“Denk je dat je dat risico wil lopen” zei ik toen.

“Ja, als we dat samen besluiten dan ….” Terwijl wees ik met mijn vinger naar Bart en ik zag dat Peter mijn vinger volgde.

… wel kom op Bart je kunt ons dit niet laten doen”, vervolgde Peter zijn eerdere zin.

Ik zag dat Peter op een antwoord van Bart wachten maar die was duidelijk geenszins van plan om hier gehoor aan te geven.

“Ach, kom op Peter, het is donker en er is bijna niemand meer”. Ik zag Bart lachen en Peter keek om zich heen.

Hij liet mij arm los. Ik liep nu naar de voorkant van de auto heen en zag dat Peter volgde.

Bart riep toen uit de auto “Wel met je gezicht naar ons toe ja”.

Ik stapte een stapje achteruit en stond nu ongeveer 1,5 meter voor de auto. Ik zag dat Peter net als ik opnieuw rondkeek. Er waren in de verte wel wat mensen maar niet al te dichtbij. In het donker konden die zeker niets zien.

“Wel komt er nog wat van” riep Bart weer.

Ik keek Peter aan en knikte. Tegelijkertijd hoekte we onze vingers onder de band van onze sportbroekjes en begonnen die naar voren te halen zodat we ze over ons kruis naar beneden konden halen. We deden dit ongeveer gelijktijdig. Toen langzaam vooroverbuigend duwde onze broekjes naar beneden en stapte we er uit. Ik zag uit mijn ooghoek dat ik recht op de blote billen van Peter kon kijken. Verdomme, hij had een jockstrap aan. Duidelijk meer zichtbaar aan de achterkant dan aan de voorkant. Dat had ik alvast verloren. Ja, die van mij was klein maar duidelijk meer stof dan die van Peter.

Op het moment dat we ons beide weer oprichten keken we opeens in de volle gloed van de koplampen van de auto.

“Nee” riep Peter.

“Stil jo” zei ik. “IS het al niet erg genoeg dat we nu opvallen, met schreeuwen trek je alleen maar meer aandacht”.

Het nadeel was dat we allebei verblind waren en absoluut niet konden zien of iemand stond te kijken nu. Ik hoorde wel het gelach van Bart en Sander maar daar bleef het bij. Geen andere geluiden dan de natuurlijke buiten geluiden dacht ik.

Al met al had de plotselinge aandacht er wel voor gezorgd dat we misschien wel langer dan anders even stokstijf bleven staan. Als bevroren al realiserend dat we nu echt voor gek stonden. Ik keek nog even naar Peter en zag dat hij naar mij keek. Onze blik op onze kruizen gericht waar wat ik zag bij Peter en bij me zelf voelde duidelijk een grote bobbel te zien was.

Ik knikte en draaide me om om naar de zijkant van de auto to lopen. Peter liet nu zijn achterwerk zien aan de hele parkeerplaats, terwijl mijn in strak wit verpakte kontje zichtbaar zou zijn voor een ieder die in de straat langs de parkeerplaats gelegen zou rijden.

“En” fluisterde Bram toen ik bij zijn open raampje was aangekomen: “Wat denk je”.

“Hmm, ik heb het kleinste slipje wel verloren maar ik denk dat ik door de meeste gezien ben dus misschien wel een gelijk spel”.

Ik zag hoe Bram lachte en zich naar Sander omdraaide. Sander knikte.

“Ok, stap maar in” zei hij.

“He, maar wie heeft er dan gewonnen een van ons zou zijn broekje terug krijgen” zei ik nu wat luider door het raampje zodat ook Peter en Sander dat zouden horen.

“Gelijkspel dus instappen of je mag hier ook blijven staan”. Om zijn dreigement kracht bij te zetten gaf hij even wat gas.

Ik denk dat met 2 seconden we allebei de achterdeur van de auto hadden opengedaan en waren ingestapt. Toen Bram heel langzaam de auto van het parkeer terrein begon af te rijden waren er duidelijk toch wel wat blikken om ons gericht.

“Kijk je hebt toch wel wat aandacht getrokken” Sander zei.

Ik hoorde Sander binnensmonds mompelen: “Verdomme”. Ik denk echter niet dat de rest dat gehoord had.

“En nu” vroeg hij toen. “Naar huis”?.

Ik hoorde de hoop in zijn stem zitten.

“Nee, er is nog een laatste opdracht. We kunnen dit niet zo in een gelijkspel laten eindigen” zie meester Bart.

“Je wilt dat we ons ergens helemaal naakt gaan.”

“Nee, dat gaat te ver. We hebben echter wel iets anders bedacht”.

Ik had toen gelijk het idee dat ze voordat we ons sportbroekje uitgedaan hadden al bedacht hadden dat de laatste opdracht in een gelijkspel geëindigd was. Slim dacht ik, erg slim.

“Wat dan” vroeg Peter.

“Even wachten we zijn er bijna” zei Sander.

Ik keek door het raam naar buiten en zag in het schemerlicht dat we het park naderde. Bram bracht de auto aan een van de zijstraten tot stilstand.

“Jullie lopen dadelijk naar dat bankje dat je daar zie staan, diegene die net naast die lantaarnpaal staat. Daar ga je zitten. We gaan dan testen wie het beste uithoudingsvermogen heeft. Jullie gaan elkaar namelijk af zitten trekken daar. Je houd je slipje aan. Diegene die de andere zo ver krijgt om te spuiten mag als eerste opstaan en daarna naar ons toekomen lopen. De andere volgt daar ongeveer een meter achter aan. Als je terug komt bij de auto dan gaat diegene die gewonnen heeft in de auto zitten. Diegene die een nat slipje heeft gaat voor het zij raampje van Sander staan. Begrepen”.

Ik denk dat ik op hetzelfde moment naar Peter keek als hij naar mij. Dit kon ik bijna niet geloven. We draaide ons om en keken Sander aan en ik zag Peter gelijk met mij knikken. 

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chapter 33

“Well are you going to do something or do you want us to decide” Master Bart asked.

I looked at him and said out loud. “Warm here isn’t it?” Then with that I took the bottom bit of my t-shirt and pulled it over my head.

“That is a surprise”. Sander said.

“Yea, but maybe smart of Tom. You don’t want to stand on the treadmill in your bare feet do you? Well we shall see. Go and stand on it”.

We both went to stand on the treadmill, me without t-shirt and shoes. Sander stood beside Peter and Bart stood beside me. At the same time they started the treadmill and slowly increased the slope to 10%. I started with the speed up to 4 km/hour. I definitely didn’t want to start to fast. I looked sideways and saw that Peter had a faster rhythm but I was not sure how fast as I could not see that. After about 3 minutes he was still going at his pace and I knew if I didn’t want to lose I had to speed up. I did so just until I found that I was going a bit faster than him.

I saw that Sander and Bart anxious followed us and smiled when they saw what I had done.

Peter didn’t hesitate and moved the speed up until he was going faster than me. I counter attacked him and went up a bit more to 5.5 km/ hour. With a slope of 10% that is quite fast. He didn’t follow me and was now going a bit slower than was going. I looked at the clock, 5 minutes gone. I heard that he went faster again and I knew I couldn’t stay behind so I went up to 6.3 km/ hour. Now what would he do I thought?

I got to the speed that ok and I was still walking but I knew from the past that increasing it now would take it up to the edge of going into a running mode. I looked at Peter and saw that he didn’t keep up with me. His facial expression was quite strenuous. After 7.5 minutes I saw that he was going slower. I smiled and thought I am going to catch you. He had to go back twice as it seems he had started to fast. I could keep the speed up just and it was just a bit more than 1 minute.

For a moment I didn’t look at him but at the clock which was now at 9.22, out of my corner I saw he had sped up quite a lot and was almost running now. Damn I couldn’t go a lot harder anymore. I didn’t want to fall or go running. I decided with 20 seconds left that although he went faster now it might just have been enough so I just continued.

“Ok, enough stop.” Master Bart said when we reached the 10 minutes.

“We will go to the locker room now. You don’t need to shower but we need to, watching you gave us a sweat”.

Strange to be walking around in the locker room without doing anything, but no one said anything that we were not that busy. I saw that just like Bart, Sander was wearing a nice pair of briefs too. I wondered if they both were gay or just dominant.

When they were both dressed they winked us.

“Ok, I guess you want to know who walked the most distance. It was close very close and I found it impressive Peter the way you did give it a last go. But it didn’t do it. I think you started too fast. So what will it be Peter?”

I saw Peter looking not very happy. He took his socks off and handed them to Bart.

He looked around then and then kind of stalled…

“Come on what will it be Peter?”

Slowly he lowered his hands to pick the bottom of his t-shirt. If he would have kept his mouth closed we would have been even now. But he had to do another one. So now I had my socks on and he didn’t.

“Ok, good, now I didn’t expect you to get rid of your shorts so let’s get to the car so we can go to the next location”.

We followed them through the building outside. I saw some people look strangely.

When Peter was behind the steering wheel, Sander sat down beside him. Master Bart was with me in the back.

“Ok, two things now. Peter you can drive a bit to the parking place at the back of the shopping center and when we get there you will both play 5 minutes with your dick before we will get out”.

Oh damn a shopping center a very open space. And I knew that my dick would be hard if I would have to play with it that long.

“Ok, get out.” Master Bart said when the time was up.

I looked at Peter and saw that he was quite hard. We followed the two into the shopping center. When we came to the elevator Bart said “OK, Tom you will go with me and Peter will go with Sander.  We will tell you in a moment what we want you to do”.

I followed Bart upstairs. I didn’t know if Sander had taken the elevator or had stayed downstairs.

When we got to the top floor (level 3) he walked right to almost the end on that side. Just before a clothing shop he stopped and took his mobile phone out of his pocket.

“Hey Sander are you ready?”

“Ok sounds good. We can tell them what we want them to do and then they can start ok?”

I just heard one side of the conversation but it seems we needed to go and do something in the shopping center.

“Ok, slave Tom. Your tasks is to go and find Sander. As soon as you have found him he will ring me. If Peter is not here then, then you have won. Is that clear?”

“Yea I think so”.

“You don’t have all evening. You got 15 minutes. If neither of you are done by then you both loose”.

He didn’t wait till I replied but raised his mobile phone back to his ear.

“Ready Sander?”

“Let’s count down, 3,2,1… Have fun” And with that he pushed me away.

Well what now I thought, 4 levels he could be anywhere. I fast went up and down the 3rd floor. If they had gone upstairs then I should see either Sander or Peter but that was not the case. I went down the stairs and got to the first floor leaving the second one. It was a guess but I had a feeling he was downstairs, opposite of Bart. I didn’t see him on the first floor either. I saw that there was only a minute till 8 left when I got to the lower level. The stairs ended just beside the McDonalds. I got several shouts from some youth standing down there. Shouts like is it not way too cold to walk without a shirt.

I started to get nervous and started to run. The 15 minutes were over and I knew I had lost. The question that remains was if Peter had found his brother or not. I was back at the elevator and thought that the best thing now was to return to Bart no point to keep looking. When I got to the third floor Bart and Peter were standing at the elevator.

“Ah, we thought you would come back up here. So you didn’t find Sander then?”

“Hmm, no I didn’t”.

“Ok, do you want to try some more or are you giving up?”

“I give up I have almost looked everywhere”.

“Let me call him”.

A few minutes later Sander came towards us.

“I am disappointed Tom I thought you would have found me”.

“Sorry Sander”.

“Doesn’t matter. You lost so you will have to lose another piece of clothing”.

I bent down and took my socks off.

“Yea we expected that more or less”. Master Bart said.

There we are now both in just your briefs and shorts. What now I thought? This one would be important. I really didn’t want to walk around in my briefs down here. That would be very humiliating and not sure what people would say. Although you could tell it was getting later and also quieter for that.

“Ok, the next tasks we will do in the clothing shop down there so let’s go in”. Bart said.

“You understand that the next one will be important?” Bart asked when we got inside the shop just at the escalators.

 

 

We both nodded.

“Good, this is what I want you to do. There is an area with sports clothes up there. You will go up there and buy some new shorts. It will need to fit so you have to try it on. You are doing that somewere in the shop. We don’t care where. Got it?”

“Yes but how do we know who is winning?” I asked.

“Oh that is easy. The one that has got the smallest white undies on will. Because that was the task you got Wednesday. Only I didn’t think that this is what dad had in mind then.”

Damn I thought, although it would be hard to be anything smaller than I was wearing at this time.

“Oh and of course you have to make sure you are seen somehow. So Sander will take you Peter and then when you get back I will take Tom with me”.

We would do this separately again. That’s a shame I thought. I would have wanted to go first to be honest as my dick had its own mind for this task and started to get hard again.

Peter and Sander went up the escalator.

“Nervous Tom?” Bart asked.

“Little bit Master”. I said.

“Good, you got a small pair of briefs on?”

“Yea, as was asked”.

“Good, I know what Peter is showing up there at the moment”.

“Small?” I asked with a shaking voice.

“Yea Very.” He said with a smile.

“Oh,  ok”.

We heard some laughter coming from upstairs and then Peter and Sander came down again. Peter had a complete red head.

Before they got down we were pushed aside by a group of 6 or so who wanted to go upstairs.

“Well have fun up there.” Sander said to me.

I didn’t want to go and stayed where I was.

“You are not going to give in are you Tom?”

“You don’t want me to do the task with those lads up there do you?” I asked.

“The more people that see you the better, remember criteria 2”. Bart said.

“Hmm, well yea but”.

“Now are you coming, if you give in you will lose 2 pieces of clothing and I am sure you don’t want that.”

No that is something I would not do. I would rather be humiliated then go naked here now.

I followed him upstairs and then towards the area with the shorts.

“Ok, here we are. I will walk on a bit. There to the left at the end of the row are some mirrors so you can see if they fit. Have fun”.

I saw that he walked a meter or so on and with interest looked at some socks.

Damn I didn’t want to wait too long so I pulled something out of the rack without looking. I didn’t care.

I didn’t hear the lads anywhere so hopefully they were somewhere else.

I let out a deep sigh and put my fingers in between my shorts and briefs and slowly lowered my shorts.

I saw that Master Bart was laughing.

I turned around and walked towards the mirror that was closer to the escalator and would put my new shorts on there to see if they would fit. When I almost got there I heard.

“He look at that, he is walking in his underwear”.

“Where?”

“Right there looking into that mirror”.

I got red, very red but knew if I would turn around that it was too conspicuous. I slowly started to put the shorts on and pulled them up.

I heard that some people got closer.

“Was it him?” I heard now the voice coming from aside.

I looked up and saw the same group of 6 looking at me.

“I think so yea”.

“Hey it’s funny fitting your shorts here. You better get your own shorts back on”. The oldest of the group said.

I coloured a bit more and asked. “You think this one fits then?”

“Yea it’s fine”.

“Oh, ok then I know I got the right ones”. I said.

I did a few steps back and got my own shorts again in my hand. I saw that they were still looking when I lowered the new shorts slowly downwards.

I looked down and saw that I was very hard in my cartoon briefs.

“It seems he is enjoying himself”. One of them said.

“Looks like it”. Another one said.

“Quiet guys, otherwise someone will come, this is way too good”.

I had taken the new shorts off completely and was just trying to get my own ones back on when Master Bart appeared behind me and said. “I think you need to try these ones as well”.

I looked up and saw that he had some kind of bicycle shorts in his hands.

“You think so?” I asked him and nodded sideways to where the spectators were standing.

“Yea I think so, because you couldn’t find Sander before”. He said softly.

“Alright”. I said and let out a sigh.

I wanted to pull the bicycle shorts on when one of the spectators said. “When I would ride a bike I never had any briefs underneath”.

“Yea, that is true. I think you better get those briefs off first”. One of the others said.

I looked at Bart and I could hardly believe he wanted this but saw that he nodded.

“Oh, wow he really is going to do this. Look how hard he is”.

Yea my hard dick jumped out of my briefs. I stepped out of them fast and when I got the bicycle shorts on they didn’t go any farther than my upper legs. They were way too small.

“Hey that is a pity they are too small”. I heard one of them say.

“Get your briefs and shorts back on again”. I heard Bart whisper.

I dropped the shorts fast and stepped into my briefs and shorts.

“Nice show guys”. The oldest one said.

“Thanks if you want to see more”. He said and then I saw that Bart handed out some cards. I knew exactly what was on them. But I had no idea how he got them.

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chapter 48

On Sunday evening Michel came over to stay the night.  He wanted to go to school with me on the Monday, making sure … well, I’m not sure of what …but I guess to reassure me and to make sure I was going to go.

“You ready to go downstairs?” Michel asked me after I got out of the shower and got ready to dress.

“Yea … you think I look good in these clothes?” I asked because I wasn’t sure.  I wanted to look good … not sticking out somehow.

“Stop fussing, Tim.  You look fine … those black jeans together with the white shirt says fancy … smart, but not conspicuous … so go for that look.”

I smiled.

“You just wanted to hear that didn’t you?”

I just smiled again.  He laughed and put his arm around my shoulder.  I must admit that I had slept a lot better than I thought I would.  I still wasn’t sure what to expect today  … that had given me the jitters on Sunday during the day.  I think Michel had done a good job in coming over and being there for me.

We moved into the kitchen.

“Hey!!  Good morning, Tim … Michel,” my dad said.

“Morning,” we answered.

“I made you some breakfast.  I just have to put the toast down … that’ll be done in a minute … so sit down.”

We sat at the table.  I knew my dad was trying to help as well but, instead of the rest and confidence that Michel was showing in me, he looked nervous.   I was almost sure that he would bring it up somehow as well.  I was right for, as soon as he put the toast on our plates, he sat down, looked at us, and said, “You ready for this, Tim?”

“I have no idea, dad.  I have got no idea what to expect .  so am I ready?  No … prepared?  I guess a bit.”

“OK.  We’ll proceed, just as long as you call me when something happens, OK?   I don’t want you to be hurt at all.  You know I won’t tolerate it if they somehow hurt you.”

Michel answered before I could say anything.   “Don’t worry, sir.  I’ll be there and our friends will be there … so I’m sure nothing bad will happen.”

“I know you will be … but still, there must be no fighting.  You’ll need to go to the director if something happens.  He needs to deal with it and, if he doesn’t, I want you to call me, OK?”

“We will … don’t worry.  But I’m sure us being there will help to keep the nasty remarks to a minimum, sir.”

“We’ll see.  I’ve been doing some reading and there are some very disturbed people out  there.”

“I know, sir.”

“Hey, you two … stop talking about me as if I’m not here, OK?  I’m not a child … I can stand up for myself.”

“We know, Tim.  But sometime a bit of help is always good,” Michel answered.

I saw that my dad was nodding as well.

I had had enough both in conversation and in food and stood up.  “I’ll get our stuff. then we can go.”

I saw a nod from Michel and left to go upstairs.  I could hear them talking and I was sure I knew what the topic was … but I didn’t want to know what was said.

Michel was waiting in the hall and I pushed him outside before dad was able to join us.

“He just means well,, Tim,” Michel said.

“I know but still … I need to learn to fight my own battles.”

“I know … and you can as long as they’re played fair, Tim.  But let’s get there and see what happens.  As far as I can tell, everything will be OK.”

When we got to the entrance Paul, Dennis, Jamey, Brandon and a few others were waiting for us.

“Hi there, guys!” Michel said.

“So you think this is necessary?” I asked them.

“No … but still … if it turns out to be necessary … we’re here,” Brandon said.

I was happy that they simply started to chat normally, about the weekend and other stuff.   So without realising it, we reached the lockers.  I looked around.  I could see some people standing around, looking at me, but nothing was said and there were no unpleasant gestures made.  When I got to the classroom, a cheer rose from my classmates, and several stood by me and welcomed me back.  Most of what was said was positive … comments like “good to have you back” and “You look good!”   All in all, it was not the reception I expected … but I felt very good about it all.

In between classes, some of my classmates came up to me and said things like “we don’t care” and “don’t worry.”  Some girls were especially friendly, I thought.  All in all, it was a lot better reception then I expected.  So, by the end of the day, I really started to feel good and slowly became a bit more at ease with it all.  That morning we’d agreed to meet up outside the school at a nearby cafe to have a coffee and assess how it had gone.

When I arrived with Jamey, the others were already there.

“So how did it go?” Brandon asked.

“Well, since you were in some of my classes, it wasn’t a problem.  There were only positive comments, not one rude remark … at least not to my face.”

“Yea, I thought that would be the case.  I’m just not sure what was said otherwise.”

“No, everything was fine … or did you hear otherwise?” I asked as I had sensed there was concern in Brandon’s voice.

“No, not really … though, I must admit, I was surprised it’s gone this well, to be honest.”

“Yea … me, too,” Michel responded.

“Come on , guys!  What have you been up to?  You must have done something to influence this.”

“We did a bit,” Michel admitted.  “When word got out last week, we made it quite clear that, no matter what, you were still the same person you’ve always been, and that we would not stand for any negative comments or disrespect to you as a student.”

“Oh … and you think that did the trick then?”

“It seems to have worked so far,” Michel pointed out.

“Yea but ….”  Brandon tried to continue but, at that point, Michel hit him on his arm.

I looked sternly at Michel and then said to Brandon, “Go on.  Don’t try to hide anything from me.”

“Well, we’ve heard that a few comments have been made … not directly to us but to others who passed them along to us.  There are a few guys who are definitely not happy with it.  We don’t know who they are or what they’re planning to do … if anything at all.”

“Well, there’s no reason to worry about it … and I’m sure the support you got today will convince the minority to keep quiet,” Michel assured me.  Dennis and Paul nodded in agreement.

After we got to the table and had ordered some drinks, Brandon said, “So … did Tim tell you about our little get-away plans?” he asked to everyone at the table.

“Yea, he told me something,” Michel responded.

“Not us, though,” the others chimed in at the same time.

“Sorry, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet,” Tim apologised.

“No worries.  We’ve got time to organise it still.”

He looked at Paul and Dennis when he added,  “I’m not sure if you’ll like it but you’re invited if you want to come along.”

Yea, I thought.  I wasn’t sure they’d want to.   The way in which a Master and a slave interacted might have been too much for them to deal with, anyway.

“Thanks, but we’re quite open … as you must have discovered by now.  So …  if it interests us … we’ll be there, won’t we, Paul?” Dennis said.

I saw Paul smiling.  I was not sure if it meant that Paul had talked with Dennis or that he was just happy about being included.

“OK … well, we have a cabin in the mountains and we thought now, with the weather getting better, it might be nice to go and have a long weekend there soon.  We could leave early afternoon on Friday and I think in three weeks time, we have a Monday off for a teachers’ study day … so that weekend, we could stay until late afternoon Monday.  What do you think?”

“Who are you inviting?” Paul asked.

“Well … all of you … and Justin, of course,” he said with a smile.

“Yea … of course,” Paul agreed.

“So … it’ll be a gay guys’ weekend, I guess?” Dennis asked.

“Hmmm … yea … and you might see some … let’s say ….”  At that point, Brandon stopped, not sure if he should go on revealing the details.

“More of the same that we saw at the party last time?” Dennis asked.

I could see Brandon’s  face colour as he remembered what had happened before.  “Hmmm … yea, that’s the idea.  Not having sex with each other … just playing around… with some tasks set.”

“Are you up for that, Paul?” Dennis queried, looking at Paul.

As he said it, I watched all the faces turn to Paul and then to Dennis again.  Now it was Paul’s turn to blush.

“Hey!!!  What’s going on here?” Michel demanded.  “Are you two keeping secrets?”

I saw that Paul was looking at Dennis now.  I was wondering who would answer that one.  I knew now for sure that Paul had talked with Dennis about it.

“Come on … let the cat out of the bag!” Brandon joined in.

I felt how uncomfortable Paul was with the direction the conversation had gone.  I could see that Dennis wasn’t going to answer the question either.

“We don’t bite, Paul.  Just tell us what you’re ready to say … nothing more, OK?  I promise … we won’t ask for further details,” I said.

He smiled a bit at me now.   “You know already, Tim … so why not tell the others?”

“Are you sure?” Dennis asked.

“Yea, you wanted me as well, didn’t you?”

“Yea … as long as you explain it to them in detail.”

“OK … well, I guess we’re a couple when it comes to male partners.  It’s nothing definite or anything like that … just that we both want to play around more … discover each other more.”

I was a bit disappointed with the casualness with which he spoke.  Had Paul not told Dennis then that he loved him? Surely he must have.

“Oh … and as for you, Tim,” he continued when he saw the surprised look on my face, “He knows but he isn’t sure what he feels.  So we agreed to leave it at that for now and see where it goes.”

“You’re happy with that, Paul?” I asked.

“it’s better than a rejection,” he replied, not wanting to look at Dennis.

“So … if we join you, you can expect us to play along with the tasks … or can we just be observers?”

“Hmm … well, we haven’t talked about that yet ,” Brandon started but he was immediately interrupted by Michel, who spoke with authority.  “Join in, if you come along.  As Brandon said, there’ll be no sex … just tasks to do “

“We can, can’t we, Paul?” Dennis pleaded to my surprise.

“Yea, I guess.  We need to talk about this but we’ll get back to you, OK?”

“Hmmm, guys …,  “

“Yea, Jamey?” Brandon said.

“Well, I would love to come especially if it means spending time with Martin … but I don’t think he’ll be allowed to join us and I don’t think I want to come on my own or with someone else.”

“You think he won’t be interested?”  Dennis asked.

“Well … he is younger, you know.  It’s not easy to see each other to start with and I don’t think we can bring his brother, William, with us.”

“No, that’s not a good idea.  But this might be the way to get Martin to come with us.  Let me talk to William and see what we can do.  Just don’t say anything to Martin, OK?” Michel said.

“You think he could get permission from his partners?”

“I don’t know, so  don’t get your hopes up.  I’ll get back to you after I’ve spoken to William, OK?”

“Good!  That solves that, then.  Is there anyone else we should ask?” Brandon queried.  “They’d have to be on bunk beds, cause there’s only 4 normal beds in there.”

“Hmmm … no, not really.  I don’t think Daniel or Winston would be interested in something like this.  Although they’re good friends, I suspect that this is not their thing.”

“What about Stephen?” I asked, not realising that I’d just outed him without intending to.

“Oh, no … well, we could ask Brian to ask him … but he has no partner, so inviting him isn’t a good idea , I don’t think.”

“Well 8 are enough.  I’m sure we’ll have fun.  Just being away and spending time together sounds great,” Jamey enthused.

We talked a bit more about the trip and other stuff and in the end left the place around 6 pm.  I knew dad would not be home yet, so there should be time enough to be home safely before dinner.

As we got to the front door, Michel said goodbye.  He turned to leave … I knew he’d be expected home tonight … and there was still homework to do, too.

“Oh … Tim … you’re definitely feeling better, right?”

“I’ll be fine, Michel,” I said.  He stepped closer.

“No, that’s not what I mean.  I mean … you know … after the . …”  He stopped as one of the neighbours walked by.

“Oh, yea … a lot better.  I hardly feel any pain. I’m not sure what’ll happen when I try to cum as that might be a bit painful … but everything else feels fine.”

“Good!  Then, for tomorrow, wear the bright green Y-fronts, OK?”  With that said, he turned around and walked away.  I wasn’t able to see his face so I wasn’t too sure if he meant that as an order.  I wanted to say something but he was now 2 to 3 meters away from me.  Without turning around,  he said, “Have fun tonight!”

Yea … well … I started to get horny straight off as my mind starting to fill with the kinds of ideas that he might come up with.

I did eat with dad … did my homework … and went to bed quite early.

In the morning, I got up and looked for the green y-fronts.  OK, they were kinda old fashioned but definitely not loose … they were a small size and fitted nicely around my balls and dick.  I took a deep breath and tried to get my jeans on.  The longer I stood there, the more likely I was gonna get hard

When I got to school, Michel was waiting for me.

“Did you have a good night’s sleep, Tim?”

“Yea, not a problem.”

“Good, you did as I asked?”

“Yea … but what about them?  You’re going to …?”

“You’ll have to wait and see.  Lower your jeans a bit so I can see.”

I looked around to see if anyone was watching and then lowered the band of my jeans.

“Good!  That’s the pair I wanted.”

“For what?”

“You’ll see.  Let’s get to class.”

Nothing much happened all day.  I kept wondering when Michel would want me to do something and where.  I didn’t see him all day … just during a few odd moments in the hallways and in the classes we had together.  But that wasn’t that many on a Tuesday.

At the end of the day I was standing with Jamey and Paul when Michel came over to me.  Paul asked us to come with him to the cafe again but Michel interrupted.  “Sorry, Paul, but we’ve got other things to do.”

“Oh!  You don’t want me to hang around, then?” he said and I could see a slight grin on his face.

“No, not really.  If you wanna talk, we can do it tomorrow night or you can give either of us a ring tonight.”

“I’ll do that then, if you don’t mind.”

“No … call around 9 … we should be home by then and finished our homework.”

Wow!  there’s a lot of time to play, I thought.

Paul responded, “OK … expect a phone call later.”

“OK … not a problem.  Shall we go, Tim?”  Michel then said to me.

Like I had a choice? I thought.

“Where are we going?” I asked after we’d moved a few meters from them.

“Silent, Tim.  Just follow me and don’t ask any questions, OK?”

“Yes, Michel,” I answered as I knew I’d better behave from now on.

We walked towards the big mall that was close by.

“OK … we’re going to go into one of the shops in a moment.  What I want you to do is to choose a pair of slacks and then go into the changing area.  When you get there, you’ll take your shoes and jeans off.  Then you’ll call for the shop assistant.  You’ll tell him that the pair you got off the rack has a broken button and you can’t try them on.  You’ll stand there in your underwear and ask him to get another pair.”

“OK, Michel.  Anything else?”

“Yea, you’ll be standing in your bright green y-fronts and you will make sure your t-shirt is tucked in.  When you hear him get close, open the curtain completely and hand him the slacks.  You’ll leave the curtain open till he comes back.”

“Damn!!!  What if …?”

“There won’t be any ‘what if’ and remember … I’ll probably be opposite … close enough to be able to see if you did what you were told. “

“Yes, Sir.” I knew I could trust him.

I felt my dick already getting hard, just thinking about it.

“OK … let’s go into this shop,” he said.

It was a mid-range shop, selling men’s, children’s and women’s clothing.  Nothing else.   I walked in and saw Michel following me.  I looked around to see if I could tell what kind of shop assistance was available … but, watching all the people shopping, I couldn’t really tell.  There was a mix of older people and families … not a lot of young people from what I could see.   OK … no …  wait there were some younger guys shopping.  I got to a rack of pants, picked out a few pairs, and went towards the try-out cubicles.  These were in a small hall at one of the sides of the shop.  I watched an older and a younger guy standing at the till nearby.

I walked over and saw that the try-on area consisted of a central corridor with mirrors, flanked by small cubicles where you could change into the new clothes.  I entered one of the curtained cubicles and changed into the first pair of pants I’d picked up.

I took my shoes and my socks off, then my trousers.  I checked myself to find that I was, without any stimulation, reasonable hard.  My nerves had gotten to me a bit … so I  wasn’t rigidly hard … but still, I was aroused.  Although the sales people didn’t seem especially pushy, it took a little time to put the pants on over my erection.  I’m sure they’d dealt with more difficult customers … but, still, I was taking a lot of time.  I removed my t-shirt and my briefs and then put on the new pants.  I took the button off and hid it underneath my jeans which I’d draped over the chair.  I took a deep breath and called out urgently, “Can someone help me?”

I wasn’t sure if someone responded until a definitely older voice said, “Who wanted some help?”

OK … I’d set this up properly.  With one hand I opened the curtain, then stepped halfway out of the cubicle and said, “I’m the one who needs help, sir.  There’s no button on these pants … could you get me another pair to try on?”

He looked at me, only half dressed, and said, “Of course … I’ll be right back.”

As he turned around, I noticed that Michel was standing in the central area outside the cubicles where people checked out the fit of their clothes.  He smiled.  He was followed by a kid of around 10 or so who pushed past him with 3 t-shirts in his hand.  He looked at me curiously and I watched his eyes travel down from my face to my crotch. I thought how embarrassing this was, and immediately hardened.

It seemed to me that it took ages for the sales person to return.  The kid had abandoned serving us, and a fellow of about 30 years of age was assigned to serve us.  Then I saw Michel start to walk away.  I stepped forward a little to see why.

“Ah … you must be the customer with the trousers without a button?” the sales person asked.  I felt myself blush.  This time it wasn’t the older salesman but the younger guy who’d come back.  He was around 22 or so … he had an attractively round face, with green eyes and brown hair … and slender … so he wasn’t bad looking at all.

“Hmm, “

“Oh, you don’t have to say anything!  When Richard said I should help you, I knew that something was probably going on.  You need help, trying something on?”

I started to get very flushed.  What was going on, I wondered.   Before I knew it, he’d moved closer and forced me to step back against the wall of the stall.

“OK … lift your foot up so we can see if this will fit.”  He held the trousers open so I could step in.

“You mean…?”

“Yea … go on.  I don’t have all day … and you definitely look like you need help.”

I moved against him and stepped into the leg he held in front of me.  He was bending over a bit now to slide the slacks over my leg.

“Put your hand on my shoulder and rest on it while I slide the jeans onto your other leg,” he instructed.  ” I don’t want you to fall over.”

I had to move a little bit closer to him to do this and his face now was very much level with my crotch.  When I realised that, I felt my cock harden.

“Down, boy!” I heard him whisper.

Now I stepped into the second leg and he pulled the slacks up.  Still positioned close to my cock, he moved the trousers slowly against my briefs, in the process touching my dick.

“Wow!!  You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?, he said with a smile on his face as he looked up.

“Sorry … but wouldn’t you?” I replied.

“I know … but we can’t do that sort of thing here … and I’m not sure the other guy who just left would really like that.”

“Oh … so you were on to us then?”

“Let’s just say that I know what I saw when he walked behind you into the shop and later into the changing area.  But see … these fit you well … so I think you’d better buy them, don’t you think?”

“Hmmm … yea …  if you say so.”

“Well … they look great on you … very tight, I must say … but quite nice.  They make your bulge look stand out … so, yes, I’d say, keep them and you can pay at the checkout counter.  I’ll get a bag to put your old ones in.”

I just nodded and started to get my socks and shoes back on.

“You do this stuff a lot?” he asked.

“Yea … from time to time.”

“OK … tell your master that he’s more than welcome to do stuff down here during slow hours when I’m around.”

“I will,” I said and followed him to the till.  When I got there, I saw Michel standing not too far away, looking at me surprised … probably because I still had the trousers on.

The customer in front of me was finished and turned around.  It was the kid with his mom.  He looked at me and then said to his mom, “I want the same green y-fronts as him … they looked hot.”

I’m not sure his mom understood him as she just walked past us.  I stepped forward, trying to end this ordeal as quickly as I could.

When we got out of the store, Michel asked, “What was that all about?”

“I’ll tell you when we get home.  You’re coming home with me?”

“Yea … you think your dad will be OK with that?”

“Yea, it’s not a problem.  I’m not sure if he’s home even.”

We arrived home around 6.30.  I got something to eat out of the fridge to warm up.  There was a note from dad that he was working that evening and might not be home until later.

I put a note beside it, telling him that Michel was staying the night.  I thought it might be better to let him know.

After we’d had something to eat, we went upstairs to my room.

“So what was that all about, Tim?”

“With the boy, you mean?”

“No.  I know he saw you, so I can understand that remark.  You looked hot in them, Tim … very hot.  I was surprised, though, that he said it to his mom so openly.”

“Yea … me, too.  I was afraid she would either ask the boy how it was possible that he’d seen my underwear … or, even worse, if she could see what I had on.”

“Yea!  That last one would have been fun!  No, I meant the sales assistant.  Why did the younger one come back with the pants?”

“Oh, the older guy had told him there was something unusual going on … and that we needed his help.”

“Ah … so he was gay as well?”

“He didn’t say so but I think there is no doubt about it.  He was quite openly looking at me and he felt me up as well.”

“Oh!  What happened, Tim?”

“Hmm … well, he wanted to help me get into the trousers so he held them open for me to step into …  and, later on, he even touched me while doing up the zipper.”

“Wow!  Well … we might go back then .”

“Oh … he told me to tell you that during slow hours, I was free to come back for more tasks.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Tim?”

I started to blush and  hard again.

Michel smiled.  “You’re so hot when you feel embarrassed, Tim … so hot.  I could just do you, you know.”

Before I knew it, I said, “Why don’t you?”

He looked surprised.  “You mean?”

“Yea … I’m not in pain any more.”

“Oh!  OK … well, your dad is away … so we can do some cuddling and see where it all ends … but if it doesn’t feel right, I’m not going to do it … and I don’t want you to continue if you don’t feel right … OK?”

Michel moved closer.  I could feel the heat radiating from his body.  He moved even closer and slid his right hand from my shoulder down the middle of my back and rested it on my waist.  I turned my head to the left and looked up into Michel’s hazel eyes.  Somehow, in the space of only a few seconds, the other the looks on our faces had morphed into serious expressions of desire, lust.

“You want to shower?” Michel asked softly as he slipped his hand under my t-shirt and slowly slid it up my back.

I swallowed hard; I knew Michel could hear it.  He cleared his throat and managed to eke out a feeble, “Yes.”  I was trembling.   My horniness was already ramped up by the task I’d done in the store, and now the prospect of some love making with Michel made it go in overdrive .

Michel’s hand continued lifting the back of my t-shirt so I grabbed the front and pulled it up and over my head.  While he was doing that.  I got my hands on his hips and then slowly lowered his shorts.  Wow!  He was wearing a nice tight pair of grey briefs.  He stepped out of his underwear and pushed me away so he could take his shoes and socks off as well.

“Can I see those green briefs again, Tim?” Michel said in a husky voice.

I stepped back and looked up at him.  With my eyes on his, I moved my hands down to my jeans and opened the button.  Then slowly I lowered the zipper.  Michel was quiet and the only sound that I could hear was the zipper and his heavier breathing.   I smiled and stepped forward again.  Now, our crotches touching each other, my hands went to his back, slowly starting to lift his t-shirt.

Now only in our briefs, we kissed passionately.  I felt his tongue forcefully enter my mouth, opening it.  His tongue started to swirl around mine.  Shivers ran up and down my back feeling the tingling sensation of our tongues dancing.  We knew we needed to part for air but there was no real need for it though.

In the meantime Michel’s hands had been caressing my back but now had found their way to my buttocks, sliding in between my skin and the briefs.   I smiled as I knew he wasn’t patient, not at all.  He wanted to see it so I let him and slowly my briefs where pushed down.  My dick jumped out of my underwear, giving him a bit of a wet warm welcome as some precum splashed on his hands.

“You’re ready, aren’t you, Tim?”

“Very, Michel … very.”

He pushed his own briefs down and stepped closer again.  Michel stepped forward, right into my arms.  As our bodies made contact the electricity of the moment caused my erection to spring to full attention.  Michel looked into my eyes and slowly moved his lips closer and closer.

I closed my eyes in anticipation of the kiss and, when I felt Michel’s lips meet mine, I suddenly needed more oxygen and began desperately sucking air through my nose.  I then slowly opened my mouth again.   Now his lips opened as well and begin exploring my oral cavity.  I forgot all about breathing … it was no longer necessary.  Even more than the kiss before, I felt as if we were one.  I belonged to Michel.

“Oh! God! I need this!” I  moaned.  How could I deny this overwhelming need? “Take me, Michel … I’m yours.  Do what you want with me … I don’t care …  just take me!”

Michel didn’t answer.  He knew I was hotter than hot.  We just kept grinding our steel rods against each other, each frantically exploring the other’s body with our hands.  Slowly I started to feel like a bowl of Jell-O that had been left out of the refrigerator too long.

Michel tastes so good!  He’s sooo good, I thought as I sucked Michel’s tongue into my mouth and made love to it with my own tongue.

It felt like this was as good as it could be.  I could feel that Michel was ready for it as well.  Michel then turned around and moved us so that my back was against the wall.  Then ever so slowly he began working his lips down to my nipples.

I moaned loudly when I felt Michel’s tongue stroke my right nipple and guide it between two sucking lips.  Quickly he moved to my left nipple and gave it the same treatment.

I needed him to stop doing it.  I knew I was not far off my explosion and I knew he didn’t want me to come yet.  It was time to take control of this.  I pushed him away and lowered my head until I reached his nipples.  I returned the favour and in two fast moves I tucked them between my lips and sucked on them.  I could hear Michel stop breathing for a moment.  I decided not to waste a second and went straight down until I was able to blow some warm air over the tip of his dick.  As I had hoped, he was startled for one second as he gasped for air.  That was followed by a loud moan.

I moved closer and touched his piss slit with the tip of my tongue to taste his precum that was little by little starting to ooze out of it.  I opened my mouth and started to let his dick slide inside me.  By the time that I’d reached his balls, I’d moved my hands onto his buttocks, setting the pace of his face fuck.   One of my hands slid down a bit and was able to reach his balls.  I heard another loud moan from Michel’s mouth when I touched them.   I went back a bit till I found his perineum, a bit wet but hot.  Slipping my finger back, I could feel his ass lips.  He shuddered when I touched them.  I pushed a bit against them.  I didn’t want to push inside … just rub and caress them.  Slowly he had taken over deciding the pace of my face fuck.  I could feel him getting closer and closer.  Then all of a sudden, another tremble went through his body.  I pressed forward a bit more and, for just one second, I thought that a tiny bit of my finger slid inside his ass lips.  In the meantime, I moved my tongue around his dick and then Michel stopped for a moment.   His cumload burst past the barricades and rushed headlong through their passageways to join the seminal fluid and launch themselves down my throat.

I felt the warmth of his cum in my mouth.  I got up and waited until Michel opened his eyes.  He was lost in a kind of dream world for a few moments.  I loved watching him just after he’d cum.  The peaceful restful happy expression was all I needed to see.  Then he became aware that I was standing up looking at him, moving in for a kiss.  Our lips met.  When Michel parted his to welcome my tongue inside, he became the recipient of the gift of his own cum as our tongues danced back and forth, mixing and swallowing Michel’s seed.  My erection was still pressing against his abdomen seeking release.

He smiled at me, then asked simply, “Can you wait?”

I nodded.

“OK … shower first, then,” he said.

He took me into the shower and I had a hard time … yea, a double entendre … to make sure I wouldn’t come while his hands washed my body and my hands washed his.

“We’d better get out … I’m not sure how long you’ll be able to keep that going,” he said with a smile.

We got back to the bedroom.  He pushed me onto the bed.  Slowly he lowered himself onto me and then started to kiss me.  Our hands were locked together on our sides.  He was resting with his elbows on the bed.

I was sure he couldn’t remain in that position for very long and, indeed, a moment later, he rolled beside me laying on his side looking at me.  His eyes stayed on my dick.  I could see a smile forming on his face.

“I think that’s enough for today, Tim.  Let’s go to sleep.”

I looked at him.  No!  He had to be joking!  He couldn’t mean what he said.  He couldn’t leave me hanging like this.  I think he saw my disappointment on my face.

“No, just joking!!!  I’m just admiring it.  It’s really looking proud … standing there at attention, Timmy.”

Now I smiled again.

“Well … yours is coming back to full awareness, too, isn’t it?”

“What do you expect?”

He moved his face closer again.  Just like before an almost electrical explosion occurred as his lips touched mine.  It was almost too much.  I let out a deep sigh as our lips were glued to each other.   Then he moved down again, slowly licking his way to my cock.  I waited for him to touch it and was even momentarily a bit disappointed, I must say, as I felt his tongue caress my balls.

Again his voice had gone husky as he said, “Move your knees up, Tim.”

I shook a bit while I moved my knees up.

With his hands he now moved to my buttocks, pushed them up a bit.  Again I was having trouble breathing because the anticipation of what about was to happen was almost too intense.  I had closed my eyes and it took me by surprise when, instead of his finger, I felt the warmness of his tongue touching my ass lips.

I let out a loud moan and felt as if my senses had elevated to a higher state of excitement … as if my body had been infected with the sensations of pure lust.  I didn’t want him ever to stop.  The movement of the bed made me aware of his increased passion.  I opened my eyes and saw that Michel had reached back for something.  He pulled out a condom and a tube of lubricant.  He removed the condom from its foil pouch and, with his eyebrows up, asking me if I was OK, he handed it to me.  “Can you help me with this, Tim?”

I rose a bit while Michel moved with his dick now beside me.  It was hard and proud, standing fully erect again.  It looked untouched, as if it hadn’t come just 30 minutes ago.

“I don’t think you’ll need to prepare it a lot,” he whispered.

I took the condom with both hands and placed it over the head of his cock and then slowly rolled it down.   It dropped down his shaft quite easily … as if his cock was pushing itself into the condom.

“Hmm … no … it’s definitely ready, isn’t it” I responded with a smile.

I kept my hand out.  He understood and squirted some lube on it.  I then moved my hand and started to rub his dick, at first slowly but then with greater speed.  He moaned and gasped, “You’d better stop, Tim.”

I stopped and smiled.  I saw that he’d put some more cream on his hands and I knew what was about to come.  I laid back and pulled my knees up.  He pushed my ass upwards again and I knew he saw the entrance to my love tunnel.  Well … I hoped that that was what it was going to be.  I had read a lot about being fucked, so I knew it would hurt at first … but that eventually I’d come to love the sensations.

I jumped a bit as the cold jell touched my hole.  Michel gently rubbed the head of his cock across the opening.  OK … this wouldn’t be the first time … but it was going to be Michel’s first time.

Then I felt it, a finger pressing against the lips of my ass.  Did that ever feel good!  That must be his index finger going in.  What a touch he had … so gentle, so smooth!  He was working on my ring now, trying to get it to relax.  I’ll help him.  There goes a second finger … it must be the middle one.  Nice stretching motions … he’s so gentle.  Around and around, he’s twisting his fingers, prying them apart … trying to open me wider.  Ahhh, a third finger!  Well, he’s pretty big.  This is sooo good.

It wasn’t painful, so I slowly relaxed.  Then he withdrew his fingers.  I felt empty immediately.   I’d read about that as well, withdrawal symptoms.

Then I felt what must have been the head of his cock, pressing against my hole.  He leaned over and kissed me.

“You ready for this, Tim?”

I could hardly say anything, I was breathing so hard … trying to cope with the range of feelings I was experiencing.  I just nodded and smiled.

He moved back a bit and then I felt him apply pressure.  I felt his crown begin to penetrate my flesh.  Once his head was half way past my sphincter, I relaxed a bit more.  It felt as if Michel’s dick was being sucked inside.

I let out a low moan as the fullness of it all surprised me.  I felt as if I was slowly being opened up and the pain subsided.

“Good?” Michel asked.

“Yea,” I said in a husky voice.

He then pulled out.  Oh, what a feeling … but, at the same time, I felt empty.  Then with a bit more force, he moved deeper inside me.  This time I let out a cry of pleasure as he slid further inside and eventually struck my pleasure button, my prostate.  I opened my eyes and saw that Michel was smiling at me.

“Jackpot!” he said.

“Wow!” was my answer.

He now started to slide in and out in a regular rhythm.  I just thought I’d gone to heaven and back.  I felt my dick harden even more.  It felt like it was pushed upwards with every thrust that Michel made.

I knew then that I wouldn’t last very long.  I’m not sure but, for a moment, Michel broke the rhythm and pushed it deeper inside but held it there.  I felt every nerve in my body starting to sing and then, “Ahhunggg ….  Ahhhg ….  Ahh ..,.” as stream after stream of cum left my dick … the first ejaculation went way over my head … the next few reaching my face and upper chest.  My body gyrated as if attached to an electrical source … except Michel was that electricity.  I soon collapsed back onto the bed.  Michel had stopped thrusting.  I slowly opened my eyes.

“Go on,” I invited.

Michel smiled and said ‘I can’t!  You’ve got it in a tight lock down there.”

Oh, damn!!!  I felt my muscled tighten, so much so that he was almost trapped inside me.  I took a deep breath and, as I did, I felt Michel slowly withdraw.  He hadn’t given up, though … and I saw the look on his face intensify as he entered me again.

My dick was still half hard and I could feel that the pressure inside me was building again when Michel hit my love button very forcefully.  When he pulled back, my dick had reached full mast again and, with two more thrusts,  I felt ready to shoot again.  This time, though, I almost lost consciousness.  I shouted out loudly when he hit my prostate hard again.  Then I heard him scream and collapse on my chest as he was splashed by spurts of my cum.

I needed a moment to return to the real world.  At first, I felt his dick still inside … then I sensed that he was more or less laying on top of me.  I opened my eyes and whispered into his left ear that was close to my mouth, “You’re OK, Michel?”

He moved up a bit and I saw tears running down his face … but also a smile.

“OK is just the half of it, Tim!  That was incredible.”

He then kissed me before moving upwards again.  In doing so he slowly starting to withdraw his dick from inside me.

“You’re incredibly tight, Tim.  Careful … don’t do that,” he warned.

“What?  Flexing my muscles down there?” I said.  “I wasn’t even aware that I was doing it.”

“If you would have continued that, I would have come again!”

With a soft popping sound, his dick left my love channel which, as I had expected, now felt very empty.

I saw that he’d slid off the condom and tossed it on the night stand.  “I think a shower is in order again,” he said, looking over me.

“You think so?” I answered.

We made our way to the shower and were luckily out of there before my dad got home.

Back in bed we were laying on our backs.

“That was incredible, Tim,” Michel said.   “I don’t think I ever came so forcefully.”

I smiled.  “Me, neither … and never will again … probably never twice as I did now.”

“Yea … that was amazing … but then, you had some help up in there.”

“I guess.”

“So how did it feel ,Tim?”

“Oh … I think there’s only one way to find out, Michel … as there are no words to describe it.”

“Hmm … we’ll see,” he answered.

We just laid there and, I think, soon after, we dozed off.  Well, I know I did.

The next morning, I think there were smiles everywhere.  I’m sure that my dad was aware that something had happened, but he didn’t say anything at all.  I was just lucky that he’d come home late as I’m sure, otherwise, he would have heard us … as I can’t say we’d been very quiet.

The first three hours of the day went by fine.  The fourth one was the gym period.  I was close by so I was among the first to enter the locker-room.  There were just one or two others there.  I’d worn white briefs that morning … a nice style, nothing too tight.  I saw that Brandon was there as well and he smiled when he saw me.  He was still on the other side of the room, though.

I’d just taken my pants off and was ready to put my shorts on when the door of the locker room was opened with a crash.

“There he is!  He really expects to be able to change with us, the pervert,” one of them said.  I was shocked … beyond shocked … when I realised who it was.

“You really think you’ll be allowed to change here, faggot?”

It suddenly came to me that I was quite alone, facing these guys.  I’d expected that Michel would be here by now but I realised that, of my friends, only Brandon was there and he was too far away top defend me if they attacked me.

“I think you want to try to convert us, fag … so you’d better leave.”

“I’m almost done … then I’ll be out of here,” I replied, braver than I felt.  I was just about to step into my shorts, trying to ignore them.

One of them pushed me, though, and said, “No way!  Get your pants back on and get out of here!”

I looked up now.  I saw about ten guys surround me … all looking at me … and a few staring at my crotch, I think.  I was nervous but, in spite of that, I could feel my dick slowly start to respond.

Oh, no … not now,  I thought.

“Leave him alone!” I heard Brandon shout from behind me.

“Shut up, Brandon.  The coach will soon be here with the verdict.  We took this to the student- teacher council … we don’t want him perving on us.  He just has to go to the girls’ locker room to change, as he’s just like them.”

What? I thought.   That couldn’t be the case, could it?

The gang moved closer again and one had taken my trousers out of my locker, holding them in front of me.  I could hardly move … I was scared by now.  Then the door slammed open again.

“Back off!”  I let out a sigh of relief as it was the coach.  Things could only improve npw

“Sir … tell him to leave now,” the student who’d spoken first said.

I still couldn’t remember that bully’s name.  I didn’t have a lot of classes with him.  All in all, I think it was largely members of the football team who were protesting my presence.

“He will … don’t worry.”

What? I thought.

“Good, we don’t want fags down here,” some of them chanted.

“Who said  that?” the coach said.  It suddenly got quite quiet then.

“Let me make one thing clear here,” the coach said clearly.  “I never want to hear any denigrating word said to Tim at all.  If I ever hear anything negative, I’ll make sure myself that that person is punished as severely as possible … up to a suspension.  Do you understand?”

I could see some nodding but not a lot.

“The same in case anyone ever hurts Tim … is that understood?”    Still a few nodded but not that many.

“OK.  Now that that is clear … we have to deal with where you should change, Tim.  I agree with the others that it’s better if you do that with the girls.  In that case, no one can claim that you’re hitting on them.”

“But sir …” I started.

“No, Tim.  On this point, the student/ teacher council was clear: for the time being, you’ll use the girls’ locker room to change.  We’ll continue our discussions at the end of the day but, since this class has started, we needed a decision.”

I saw Michel behind the coach.  “I’ll go home then, sir, so that no one is upset,” I said.

“Oh, no.  You’ll stay.  I want to see you coming out of the girls’ locker room, dressed for class within 5 minutes, or you’ll be suspended as well.”

Damn!!!  I looked at Michel.

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By the time I got downstairs the guy had left already. My master was sitting with his dad on the couch. They had started the pizza. The other son was standing beside it looking at them.

“AH, there you are. You are looking quite wet”. The dad said.

“Yea, he was thirsty and there was some one here that needed to pee so”, said the young master.

“Oh, so the pizza delivery guy needed to go?”

“Yea, he did, but that was resolved quite nicely”.

“Was it nice?” The dad asked me.

“It was ok”.

“I think more than that, he stayed rock hard during it. Although now I think he has soften up a bit”.

“Yea I think so too”.

“Well they will have to wait for a bit. They will do their last task in a moment”. The dad said.

Without a lot being said they finished their pizza. I looked around but most of my view was on the slave son’s wet briefs. The effect on me was that I slowly started to get hard again.

After about 30 minutes or so the dad said. “Well time to wrap up this for this evening. We will go on again on Friday. Lastly, one of the things we want you to do is a striptease. So we decided that the loser of the last task will start with a striptease on Friday with a piece of clothing less. Not that that will mean anything but it is a start”.

“Yea, nice”. Said the master son. “Can I tell them what it is they will need to do?”

“Yea of course it is your evening”.

“OK, you will go and start to masturbate each other in a moment. You will do your utmost best to make sure that the other one will come as fast as possible and the one that cums first will be the loser. Is that clear?”

Yea what was not clear about that I thought?

“Ok, go and sit beside each other on the couch”.

When we sat down we touched each other. It felt very horny and my dick was very stiff now.

The slave son wanted to get his briefs off but the dad said. “No leave them on; it will make it more difficult”.

Oh that would be the case. I knew he was just as horny as me so whatever happened I knew it would be close.

“Ready, go for it”. The Young master said.

 

 

I put my hand on his crotch and slowly started to rub it. I looked to see how he responded. I met his eyes when I realized that he was doing the same. I smiled at him and repressed a moan, which I normally would have let out. It was the very tense for me as I knew I was not going to spurt any cum. It didn’t take long until I felt that I was almost going to cum. When he pulled it further back and the material of my briefs rubbed my dick a bit longer I knew I was a goner and I yelled it out.

I had kept rubbing his dick but then realized that my hand had gotten wet that he had cum as well.

“Good slave”. Said the little master. “I had only hoped you would have lasted a bit longer. I am disappointed in that. But you lost Tom, so on Friday you will start with a piece of clothing less”.

“Yes master”. I said as I had no choice but neither knew what they had planned exactly for Friday.

“Did you enjoy it Tom?” The dad asked.

“Yes master, it was nice”.

“Good, you can get dressed then in a moment and we will see you here again on Friday at 6 pm ok”?

“Yes master”.

“Oh, you will have to make sure you wear a T-shirt, sport shorts and some kind of white briefs, the smaller the better. I assume that you will do this without me contacting your masters right?”

“Yes master”.

“Ok, you can get dressed now”.

After I dressed I was allowed to go.

I took the day off so that on the Friday afternoon I could have a little rest. I had just showered and was checking out my drawer to see what I would wear. The smallest briefs were the ones with the little cartoons on them. I took a deep breath and put them on. Just as I was doing this I heard that I received mail. As I had still some time left I went to the computer to see what was sent to me.

 

“Dear slave boy”.

The next few days will be very important for your future. You have come further then we expected. You will also have tomorrow evening an appointment. You will call at exactly 8 pm at this address. You will do exactly what you are told. Depending on the end of the evening we will contact you to tell you what will happen further after this. For tonight have a lot of fun but after last Wednesday we suspect you will have.

Your masters Flip and Eric.

 

Damned two nights in a row. It could get too much I thought. But first tonight I had no idea what was going to happen but I was sure that I would be standing in those very skimpy cartoon briefs at some point.

At exactly 6 pm I pressed the doorbell.

“Ah, you’re nicely on time”. The young master said. “Come on in”.

I walked into the living room. On the couch the slave son was already there. Dressed in the same way I was. The dad was not there.

“OK, we will leave in a moment. My dad can’t be here today so I came up with some fun things to do tonight. First we will go to the fitness centre and I will explain everything there ok”.

“Yes master”. We both said at the same time.

We laughed about it but there was an undertone of nervousness in it for sure.

“Good, you can go to the car and I will be there soon. You can drive ok?” He said to his brother.

“Yes master”.

“Good, wait till I am there”.

Together we walked to the car.

“Where is your dad?” I asked.

“Oh, he had to go to work suddenly. Ever since he told us, I could tell that my brother was having fun with these thoughts of what was to come. I don’t expect this will be an easy night. Sorry for that”.

“I am used to these types of things and it will be very horny time with whatever he comes up with.

“You are looking at that all very relaxed are you not?” He asked me.

“Well not easy but there is nothing else I can do”.

“No, maybe not”.

“OK, where is he?” He said after we sat down in the car.

I looked at the house and saw that he was just stepping out of the house and he had his mobile in his hand. I had gone to the front and it seems he was ok with that as he sat down in the back.

“Ok, we are going to the fitness centre close to the shopping centre on the north side, ok?”

“Right, where do you want me to park?”

“ON the front side”. He said.

The slave brother started to drive. I had some idea where the shopping centre was but I didn’t really know it very well. I surely never had been to the fitness centre down there. I had expected that we should have gotten some tasks inside the house but this would be something different. I knew the little master had some strange ideas as well.

After about 10 minutes we stopped at the front of quite a big building.

“Ok, we will go to the locker room in a moment. I still need to change. It is good that you have got the right gear on already. I have got some different shoes with me for you. When we get to the hall I will explain what the first task will be”.

“Yes master”. We both said at the same time.

“Good”. He said and then he looked at me. “Are you not forgetting something Tom?”

I looked at him surprised.

“I believe you were supposed to start with a piece of clothing less today. So what will it be? Your sport shorts?” He said laughing.

“Hmm no, can it be my shoes?” I asked.

“Yea fine although you might have needed them in a moment”. He smiled. “But too late for now. Leave your shoes here ok”.

I took my shoes off and followed them inside on my socks. We followed him into the locker room where the other slave got a pair of shoes to wear. The little master changed making sure we got as horny as possible. Oh I didn’t tell you yet I have received the key to unlock the device. I could get hard easy now but not some. In the car the little master had asked for the key.

I got some strange looks when I entered the hall in my socks. He took us in the direction of some devices. We followed him and then he tapped someone on the shoulder. He turned himself around.

“He Bart, nice to see you again. Are those two really going to do it?

“Yea, they have no choice Sander. It will make them very horny.”

“Hi, nice to see you two again”. Sander said to us.

I had recognised him the moment he turned around. The pizza delivery guy from Wednesday. I expected a lot but not this.

“Ok, first we are going to do four different power exercises. The overall loser of the four will need to hand in another piece of clothing. Understood?”

“Here in the hall?” The son slave asked.

“Yea, where else?” Master Bart said (the young master).

“Oh, ok”.

Damned I thought, I might end up losing my Socks then and even more if we stay here. I thought. I looked around it was quite crowded with an average kind of group. Some younger and some older ones around as well.

For the first exercise I had to go with Sander. It was an exercise where I had to push as much weight as I could while stretching my legs.

I went to lie on the chair.

“So you like to walk around in briefs then?” Sander asked.

“Yea a little bit”. I said.

“Nice, it looked hot. Love to see what you are wearing today”. He said with a smile. “But first push this away in a moment. I will add 5 kg to it each time. We shall see how far you will get.”

I started easy but when we got to the 50 kg it got very hard. I managed though but with the extra 5 kg I lost it. That was just too much.

“Ok, I have written that down. For the next exercise you can go to Bart. I will see you later.”

I saw that Bart was on the other side so I walked towards him.

Nothing much happened during the exercises. It was quite heavy and neither Sander nor Bart said anything about who was in the lead. After we had finished the four exercises we were taken back to the walking tread mill.

“Ok, the next task we are going to do is also the last one we will do here. We want to see who can walk the most distance in 10 minutes. We are going to do this with you standing beside each other so you can see what the other is doing. Oh and with walking we mean walking. You can go as hard as you like as long as you make sure you walk. It is not allowed to run. If you do then you will have automatically lost. To make it a bit more difficult we will start with a slope of 10% as well. Understood?”

We both just nodded. No way were we going to say yes master down here.

“Good but before we go and do this; we have to see who is going to hand us another piece of his clothing”.

Now I thought, I had hoped that walking would be part of it. Well I had done all I could I thought.

They stood together whispering and smiling. “Ok, you can tell them Sander”. Bart said.

“Ok, well the result is fun for us but less for both of you. If we count all the weights you have done there is a tie. So it means you both lost. So decide which piece of clothing you want to take off.

“Hey that is not fair.” Peter said. “Why not make it a double wager at this walking task?”

“Shut up Peter, but if you want to, if you lose the next task you will get rid of two pieces. Sounds like a good deal.” Bart said.

I saw that for one moment that Peter wanted to protest, but it seems he understood that that might just make it worse.

“So what will it be boys?” Sander said.

Now what, I thought. Taking my t-shirt off would be something and I definitely would not take my shorts off. But if I take my socks off, this was bad because I really did not need to walk on my bare feet I thought. If for safety reasons that is not allowed then I will lose this for sure.

I saw that Peter took his shoes off. If I would keep my socks on at least this walking would be an even battle and if Peter lost then we would be even. But could I take my t-shirt off. What would I do….?

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We had a nice wake up the next morning. I went out to make a nice breakfast. Around 11:30 or so we heard some people walking into the bar bit and we knew it was time to get up and get going. Although the evening had been nice, the night had made the love for each of us stronger; as it did each time we made love. I knew that it was important to do this as well as the play otherwise our relationship would not last. No, there was definitely a lot more between us then just master / slave.

We got out and saw that Shawn was walking around in his briefs.

“You’re never allowed to wear anything more then that?” I asked.

“Not until the bar is opened, but I don’t mind”.

“Is my uncle around?” Michel asked.

“He is still upstairs. I am just here to make sure you guys would be up and going before the rest of the staff comes around”.

“We are done. I just wanted to thank Jeff for it all”.

I wanted to follow Michel upstairs.

“No, you can enjoy the view down here. I will be back in a second ok?”

“Yes Michel” I said.

“So you enjoyed the night then Tim?”

“Yea great, it was fun Shawn”.

“You need that from time to time don’t you?”

I smiled as I realized he knew what I had been thinking.

“Yea, I love to play from time to time but I love just making out as well”.

“Good, I think you both needed a goodnight”.

“Well it’s not easy to do stuff like this at home, although it might get easier I guess now that we are both out”.

“It will, you going to be ready to go to school again”?

“No choice I guess there Shawn”.

“I know, but there might not be as much out when you think about it all”.

“I don’t know but I think there is”.

“Your friends will support you for sure”.

“I know they will Shawn but still, just the looks you know”.

“I know, just come around if you need to talk about it all ok”.

“I will”.

“I better get back up there again as well. See you around soon”.

Shawn left me as well now on my own sitting at the bar waiting for Michel.

School yea that was the next part I guess. It would not be easy to go back but it needed to happen for sure.  And then there was mom somewhere she was still out there. Lost in my thoughts I didn’t hear Michel come in and join me. He put his arms around me and whispered “Lost in thought my Timmy”.

I startled turned around and got kissed on my lips before I could say anything.

I smiled when he let go.  “Yea, just thinking about it all you know”.

“I know it is one of those things you do too much. That is why I am happy I can distract you with tasks etc”.

“I guess so”.

“You enjoyed last night?” He asked.

I knew my smile got bigger and I just leaned in forward to kiss him again.

“I guess that was a yes” Michel said with a smile when our lips parted and were not touching anymore.  “We need to do that more though Tim. I love you and I know I just need to show it to you as well”.

“Oh I know you do Michel. I know you do”.

“I know you know but I feel I need to show as well ok. But I think it is time to go home, your home I think as you invited Jamey over this afternoon if I am right”.

“Oh, damned yea I did. I better give him a ring then”.

“You think he will be awake then”.

“You think he slept?” I countered.

“Oh, yea he might not have”.

“Hi Jamey” I said when he picked up.

“Hi there Tim”.

“Just wanted to let you know we will be home in about an hour”.

“Thanks, I was wondering when I could come over”.

“OK, see you then”.

 

“He will be coming over then Tim?” Michel asked.

“Yea, he will”.

“Good, you wanted me to talk with him or can you”?

“I think I can although he might want to talk with you as well”.

“I think you can help him for now. I think he needs to know why more then what to do. Later though it would be good to talk with him again. I know you and Martin have talked quite a lot so I think you can help him better for now too”.

“I guess, so you are not going to stay then. Stay the night then even”?

“No, sorry Tim but I think I need to go home and show my face there. I have hardly been home lately”.

“But I will be around Sunday evening or so if that is ok. I think you might want some help with taking your mind off of the Monday”.

I know the smile on my face disappeared for sure. I just hoped it wouldn’t show too much or Michel would not notice.

“It will be ok Tim; don’t worry too much about it”.

We went home and before going into the living room I said goodbye to Michel. I think my dad knew what was going on as somehow he waited until after the front door closed again before walking into the hall.

“So how did the dinner go last night?”

“They are really nice people Dad. I think they would have liked you to be there too”.

“So that went ok then?”

“As far as I could tell. I think that Michel’s mother is ready to take mom’s place”.  I said with a smile.

I saw that that changed the outlook on dad’s face though.

“Any news from her?” I asked when he kept quiet.

“No news”.

“Ok, so how are you doing dad”?

“I am fine, don’t worry about it. As I told you it will take time. Is Michel is going to be back later on?”

“No, he won’t be here until tomorrow evening”

“Good, I think I like just hang around with you for some time if that is ok”?

“Yea, we could go somewhere tomorrow if that is an idea”.

“We could do that, or this afternoon”?

“Sorry but Jamey is coming over this afternoon. He needed to talk about something”.

“Oh, ok, well invite him for dinner if you want to”.

“I might, hmm dad you ok with this then”?

“Yea as long as you are happy and we can do something together tomorrow I will be”.

“Yea no problem there. Hmm dad, would it be ok if I invite some one else over as well for dinner”.

“ Who?”

“Not sure yet dad. But I will let you know ok”?

“Ok, one of your friends”?

“Sort of, someone I know from school”.

“Ok, let me know before 3 or so, so I can take it into account with the amount of food I need to make”.

“No problem. I am going to go upstairs and shower”.

It was nice to be back in my bedroom again. I got myself undressed and stepped into the shower. Although not intended my mind and dick had thoughts of its own while the warm water was running over my body. My dick got hard and as I didn’t want to play with myself I got horny as hell thinking back at the night before. Maybe it was a good idea to ask Dad if it was ok to let Michel stay the night on Sunday. It would make waking up and going to school a lot easier as well.

I got out of the shower, shaved and then put the towel around me and walked into my room. I closed the door and walked towards the drawers with my underwear. I just had let the towel drop when a voice from the other side said: “Hmm nice ass Tim”.

I felt that I blushed but I resisted the urge to turn around when I recognised the voice.

“I thought you would rather pervert now on someone else Jamey. I thought I would be out of your dreams now”.  I said hardly containing my laughs.

“Oh, I don’t know. I am still allowed to look”.

I put my briefs on and got a t-shirt out of there as well. I knew it would be long enough to cover most everything. I turned around.

“Hi there Jamey good to see you again”. I walked towards him and opened my arms. He stood up from the chair he was sitting on and we hugged. I could feel that he liked that. But then my dick had a mind of its own again as well.

“Hmm, you didn’t have enough Tim, last night?” Jamey said with a smile.

“More then you Jamey but that doesn’t mean I am always game for more”.

“Oh, definitely more than me but I had a great evening Tim”.

“I know you did, you know it now I guess”.

“Yea I know how it feels to be in love for sure. So you think Martin feels the same”?

“You still in doubt about that Jamey?”

“Well, I don’t know if it was just his desire to well play as you call it or”.

“Oh, I think you might be surprised Jamey”.

“So he likes men to then”.

“You really have no idea how it looked last night did you?”

“What do you mean?”

“He had only eyes for you my friend and for no one else”.

“You think so?”

“I am sure. And yea I think he did, he did for you not only because he likes to do stuff like that, but because you asked”.

“Wow”  He said.

I could see that he was lost in his own thoughts again now. It took a little bit before he got around again and said “I guess we need to talk then probably”.

“I think that might be a good idea. I don’t think you talked a lot last night did you”?

“No, although some how the time had gone fast”.

I smiled, “I am sure it did”.

“So are you going to get further dressed Tim?”

“Yea, not a good idea if my dad walked in with me dressed like this”.

“No, although I don’t mind”.

“I know”.

“So you ready to go to school on Monday?”

“No idea Jamey. I rather not think about it to much to be honest”.

I can see why, just remember we will be all there ok”.

“I know and that will help. You got any idea how much of it all got out?”

“Not completely to be honest. It is not like I am in the grapevine at school as you know”.

I smiled. “Ok, let me get something to drink and then we can talk some more as I am sure you got more questions”.

“Yea, there are a few things I would like to know before I talk with Martin I guess”.

We went downstairs got something to drink and told dad to expect one more for dinner. I went to the toilet before going back to my room and called Martin and tod him he was invited over for dinner. He refused first as he didn’t see a point in it. I argued though that we needed to talk about what happened the evening before. He then went to ask permission from his parents.

“So I am back again, sorry had to take a pits stop at the toilet”.

“Oh that is fine, I have just been going through all the books you have down here Tim. You read a lot don’t you”?

“Yea, I do, it is kind of relaxing”.

“So why not be a member of the library then?”

“Oh, I want to read them more than once as I tend to read over stuff the first few times”.

“Ah, so hmm well how long have you known Martin”?

“Hmm, not that long or well Jamey”.

“Michel and I once had to baby sit a group of scouts and Martin was one of them”.

“Ah, but how did you find out he was well like you then”?

“Oh, easy we went swimming but as no one had swimming trunks with them we had to do it in our underwear. Guess we were the only ones in briefs. You can imagine how that looked when we got out of the water”.

“Wow yea”.

“Well that is not all as when we got back to our bike’s our pants were gone so we had to bike back in our underwear. Although we were not the only ones it was still damn humiliating”.

“So that is when you found out?”

“There is more Jamey, but that is what you have to ask Martin yourself. But this is the time we got to know each other. Later there was more stuff on the school podium and that one day if you might remember. Also Martin’s brother William is like Michel on the school board so they know each other”.

“Ah, ok now I can see the connection forming. But William did tell Martin stuff to do then”?

“Yea, but more in a protective way and only a few times just to make sure Martin didn’t get in trouble. You can imagine what would have happened if he was going to look around for someone on his own”.

“Yea, not a good idea, but they didn’t have any …”

“I don’t know but I don’t think so. William was just protecting the urges of a teen discovering it all”.

“Hmm, so you told me that there was love between Michel and you and still you play around because you feel the need. Can you tell me a little bit more about that as I am not sure how this will work to be honest? You know … what I mean will ….”.

“I know Jamey” I interrupted him. “That is why we asked you to come over. Although I am not sure if I can answer all for Martin as each individual has to answer questions like this for his own. But one thing to make sure there is more than just the play ok. Last night was one of the best nights I had with Michel, and it didn’t involve any play”.

“So you can turn it off then or …”

“Not exactly but like with us and with Brian and Seph and with Jeff and Shawn and I think like there is between Martin and you, there is more than just a slave/master relationship. It is not the only important thing or even it might not start like that. If you didn’t have any feelings you would not have told Martin to go upon that stage. You might have ended up playing around after you got to know each other more but yesterday happened all because there is a connection between you two. A connection that is stronger than that one between just a slave/master”.

“Hmmm yea and I am not sure I am like Michel, Tim. I am not sure I can do that”.

“Don’t worry, you will find out like Michel found out and if you can’t then it is up to Martin to see how strong his love for you is. But I think you might be surprised with that”.

“But with him still in the closet and I am not out that openly either it might not be easy to find out to be honest”.

“Oh tasks you can do anywhere, even little concealed ones Jamey. Just make Martin wear a too small Speedo to the swimming pool will be hot and horny for him and I think it might be for you too. And there is always here or at the bar you can have fun too”.

“Maybe, I guess I won’t know until I talked with him. I will see if I can find him at school on Monday”.

“Good that is one step Jamey”.

“So you like to be humiliated in small briefs and Speedo then Tim?”

“Yea, that is more or less my major turn on into getting it done. It helps to do a task from time to time to keep the headaches away as well. It seems for me it is a way out of tension that build’s up otherwise”.

“Oh, ok, and you think Martin is into that kind of stuff to?”

“I am not sure what makes Martin tick Jamey. You saw what happened to him during the punishment day at school and also on other times like last night so whatever it is, it is part of it”.

“More to discover I guess” He said with a deep sigh.

“I think you will have as much fun discovering it all you know. If you would know it all it can get quite boring, it is one part of being in love that keeps it very nice all in all”.

We talked a bit more and then when it was almost time for dinner, we went down. We helped dad finish preparing it. I was just about to set the table when the bell rang. As I had my hands full I thought good.

“He Jamey can you open that? I think we are expecting one more guest for dinner”.

He looked at me. “You didn’t say that Michel was coming over Tim”.

“Oh, I forgot I guess”.

I saw my dad looking at me. He knew it was not Michel.

The bell rang a second time. “You better get it then Jamey”. I said.

Jamey walked into the hall. I waited to hear the door being opened and then two surprised screams sounded then it got quiet.

“What are you up to Tim? That is not Michel is it”?

“No, just someone I think Jamey needs to talk with”.

“Oh, you are match making Tim. We are going to have some conversation during dinner I hope”.

“No idea Dad, they hardly talked yesterday evening either, that is why I brought them down here so that after dinner they can talk”.

“Ah, ok good. Then at least you can help me with the dishes”.

I sighed.

“Well Tim, it is an easy price to pay for it. But I think you better get them into the house as I think otherwise they might just stay and stand there at the door forever”.

I opened the door to the hall and dad was right. The door was opened and they were both just looking at each other. I smiled and then said. “Are you letting him in Jamey?”

I looked at a full blushing Jamey when he turned around. I could see the words, Thank You, forming on his lips.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Martin asked when he closed the door behind him.

“And spoil the surprise, never”.

“So you set us up then Tim?” Jamey asked.

“Yea but I think you both like to be set up like this. I also know you need to talk, so I just gave you the opportunity to do so”.

“Good, but I hope there is some dinner as well because I am sure I am not getting any at home”.  Martin said.

“Yea, dinner first then you can talk in my room ok”.

“Thanks Tim”. Jamey said now out loud.

We got through dinner ok. They talked more than I thought, but I saw Dad wink at me when the other two couldn’t see. I smiled back. I guess he liked the idea of coupling those two.

When Jamey got Martin upstairs he said. “You sure Martin is not too young Tim?”

“I don’t think so and you have seen them together now. They are the perfect match for each other. Maybe the 2 years age difference now is a little too much but it won’t be like that anymore in a few years time”.

“I guess you are right about that”.

“So how much time are you going to give them?”

“Oh, about 45 minutes or so. I don’t want them ending up making out on my bedroom”. I said with a smile.

“You won’t want to join them. They are both quite cute you know”.

I was startled by Dad’s question. I looked at him. “Never Dad I got Michel that is all I need you know”.

I saw relief in his eyes when I said that. “Thanks Tim, I just wanted to make sure”.

“I am Dad, 100% sure”.

“Good, well whenever Michel wants to sleep over that is fine by me as long as your school grades are doing ok. Talking about school how do …”

I interrupted him there. “No idea about that. I just have to wait and see”.

“I know just let me know if you need help okay?”

I will, but my friends will be there to”.

“I know I just wished you would let me talk to the staff or the director at least about it. I want to make sure they got your back Tim”.

“My friends will Dad”.

I was not sure he thought that that was enough. I knew he was afraid that I would be hurt even more. But this is something that I knew I had to do alone. Well with help but help of people I knew I could rely on. I still had no idea what that last mistake I made to get up to five faults was and I just didn’t trust the director at all.

We did the dishes and then I slowly made my way up the stairs. I did it silently. Although when I got to the bedroom door there were no sounds. I thought about that for a moment and then decided to go back down again and walk up the stairs again. This time I made sure I was quite loud so they knew I was heading up.

I opened the door and oh yea I could tell that they split up now, they had been doing something for sure.

“Done talking?” I asked.

“Yea for the time being”. Jamey answered.

“So, what now?”

“I guess you could say we are together now”. Jamey said.

“You ok with that Martin?” I looked at him.

He didn’t need to answer though as he was beaming completely.

“Yea, I definitely am. What is not to like about a hunk like Jamey”. He said.

“Good, I guess that worked out quite nicely then”.

“You sure did Tim”. Jamey said. “But I think we would have gotten there on Monday otherwise”.

“I know but why waste two days”. I said with a laugh.

“So what about the other thing then?” I asked looking at them.

“Get your pants off Martin”. Jamey said.

I think he got Martin there by surprise though as he looked at me then at Jamey. But then without hesitation he stood up and started to unbutton his pants.

“Hey sorry Jamey you don’t need to demonstrate”.

“I know I just wondered if he would and damn look at that gun”. He said out loud.

I followed his gaze now and saw that Martin had a very very hard dick in his boxer briefs. Yea he was wearing boxer briefs I thought but they were very very tight.

When I looked at Martin’s face there was a bit of a smile on his face.

“You can put them back on again now Martin”. Jamey said with a soft husky voice.

I think that although Martin had been surprised by Jamey’s request. I was not sure that Jamey had been prepared for the result of it as he was looking very flustered all in all.

Oh they are going to be fun to be around with I thought.

We talked for quite a bit when around 8 pm the phone rang.

“Hey you guys I am going to take this, it is Brandon and I want to know how it went with Justin”.

“You go ahead Cupid”. Jamey laughed.

“Hi there Brandon”. I said while walking out of the bedroom.

“How are you doing?”

“Great, terrific. I just got a phone call from Justin he is back home again”.

“Good, so you had a good night then?”

“Yea a bit well, very good Tim, don’t want to go into details”.

I smiled.

“I am just glad it all worked out”.

“Me too, me too, and it would never have happened if I hadn’t met up with you Tim”.

“You can bet I will remember that Brandon. But why did you call”.

“Oh yea well just wanted to let you know how it went but I thought you might be interested to go with us to a cabin we have in the mountains. The weather is just perking up and I think it would be nice to spend some time down there all together”.

“Justin will be there too?”

“Yea I invited him over. Just like you and Michel and maybe Jamey and Martin after they have hooked up. Although after last night I think that will be just days rather than weeks to be honest”.

“Already done”. I said with a smile.

“What do you mean Tim?”

“They are already making out in my bedroom I suspect”. I said with a smile.

“Oh, you are fast Tim”. Brandon said. “But you think that might be an idea?”

“Yea, when though?”

“Well in two or three weeks”.

“I will discuss it down here and with dad and we can talk about it later during the week ok”.

“Good idea”.

I knocked on the door before opening it. I guess I was still a bit too fast as I saw that they just parted their lips.

“Sorry but I am back guys”.

“Oh that is ok Tim”. Jamey said. “I have to go any way in a moment”.

“Yea me to”. Martin chipped in.

“Ok, if you want me to be on my own”.

“Oh, I am sure you need to ring Michel in a moment anyway”. Jamey said with a smile.

“I just might”. I said.

We hugged, I got a thank you from both of them whispered in my ears and then they left.

I just sat down on my bed. I knew that I was going to do some reading but first I needed to hear Michel’s voice.

chapter 48

 

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