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.”


“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”.


“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.


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”.


“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”.


“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.

chapter 34