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The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by location, are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not based on any actual events.
IMPORTANT NOTE: This story is a self-contained episode set in the "School Discipline" universe. Whilst this story can be read on its own, I would strongly recommend that you take the time to read "Michael 1" first, as this will give you an explanation of the role of the School Disciplinary Officer. In terms of timelines, this story takes place somewhere between "Michael 5" and "Will 1" - though it isn't necessary to have read either of those chapters.
School Discipline: Nick and JC by Gymnopedies
The sound of the paddle caused a dull thwack as it made contact with the bruised arse cheeks of the restrained seventeen-year-old. It was followed a split second later by a loud, wracking sob.
"That's the lot. Nine strokes." Josh Howard laid the wooden paddle aside and unfastened the leather straps that held the naked boy in place, bent forwards across the punishment table. "Get your clothes on and get out of my sight."
Gareth Burrows stood up straight, his cheeks wet from crying and snot running down his upper lip. He kept his eyes down to the floor, all trace of his earlier defiant attitude now gone, as he limped painfully back into the main office to collect his clothes.
Josh watched the naked teen shuffle past and gave a shake of his head as he glanced over at Simon Brett, the prefect who had witnessed the punishment. Simon, his face pale, gave a tight-lipped smile in return.
The School Disciplinary Officer briefly squeezed the prefect's forearm as he walked past. "Don't feel too sorry for him," he said keeping his voice low so that the teenager, now dressing in the other room, would not be able to hear. "What he's just had is nothing compared to what he's put other kids through."
In spite of his words, Josh himself felt just a touch of sympathy for the sobbing boy. Nine strokes of the paddle, though fairly mild compared to some of the punishments the SDO was authorised to use, was not something to be taken lightly. Josh tended to regard the more physical punishments as a last resort, but unfortunately there was sometimes no alternative. Gareth Burrows was a bully. Over the past several years he'd terrorised younger teens and even some of the teachers, and there had been little that anyone could do to stop him. Now, things had changed. This school was pioneering a new approach to discipline amongst teenagers, and Gareth's reign of terror was at an end.
"Aren't you dressed yet?" Josh demanded, keeping his tone harsh. "Get a move on. You've got another few seconds before I put you into out into the corridor, dressed or not. And for heaven's sake stop blubbering. Today will seem like a walk in the park compared to what I will do to you if you're sent to me again."
While Gareth finished dressing, Josh checked his computer. On the screen was a message showing that there were already two more boys awaiting his attentions. With a sigh, he brought up the details: Nicholas Lindwell and James Connors, both fifteen, had been caught stealing blank recordable CDs from the school's stationery storeroom. Theft of school property was a serious offence; it looked like the paddle would be back in use before it even had time to grow cold. Quickly, he tapped into the student database, bringing up the teenagers' records.
A frown appeared on Josh's face. These two boys were not like the usual troublemakers who were sent to his room. Both were way above average academically: Nicholas was top of his year in science and in the top ten in several other subjects, and James wasn't far behind. Also, both boys had near perfect attendance records and had never been in any serious trouble before. This obviously warranted further investigation.
Josh got up from his desk and opened the door to the waiting area. Two frightened-looking teenagers were sitting there with their accompanying duty prefect, Barry Windsor. Barry was one of the school's three senior prefects who were deputies to the head boy, Will Harris.
"Right you two, inside," said Josh, his voice firm. "Thanks Barry, you can go. I'll take it from here."
"But..." The prefect started to object.
"I can manage, Barry. Don't worry, I'll call you if I need you." The truth was that Josh didn't care for Barry. The eighteen-year-old was always too full of his own importance, taking full advantage of his position whenever the opportunity arose. The SDO tried to have as little to do with him as he could.
Barry gave a scowl and turned to go. Josh ignored him and ushered the two younger boys through the door into the office.
If Nicholas and James had looked frightened before, they now looked absolutely scared to death as they saw the tear stained face of Gareth Burrows, who was by reputation one of the toughest boys in the school. Both of the younger teens had turned visibly paler.
"Come on, Gareth, time's up," said Josh. "I've wasted enough of the morning on you and I've other things to do. Get yourself out of here and back to class." Gareth was still fastening the belt of his trousers as Josh took his arm and physically pushed him out of the office.
"Nick?" Simon Brett gave an exclamation of surprise as he stared at the newcomers. "What have you been doing?"
"You know one of them?" Josh asked the prefect.
"I know them both," Simon replied "Nick's older brother is my best friend, and JC lives just a couple of doors down from me. They're the last two I would have expected to see here."
Both of the youngsters miserably shuffled their feet and stared at the floor.
"Maybe you'd better hang around then," Josh said to Simon. "You might be able to help me get to the bottom of why two of the school's brightest students have suddenly started stealing."
"Stealing? You're kidding?"
"That's what they've been accused of." Josh sat down behind his desk, his gaze fixed on the two teenagers. "Which one of you is Nick?"
"Me," the boy on the left murmured, briefly raising his eyes then quickly looking down again.
Josh gave the boy a quick appraisal. Longish, centre parted blond hair framed a face that could only be described as pretty. Nick was probably about 5' 9'', with a slim build; he was a good-looking kid by any standards.
"That means you must be JC."
The second boy nodded. About the same height and build as Nick, JC had shorter, brown hair and a lightly freckled complexion. He wasn't quite as pretty as Nick, but could easily be described as cute.
"I'm sure you've both heard about what goes on in this office, so you know that at this point it would be normal for me to order you to strip," said Josh, his imagination already picturing the boys naked. "However, taking into account your previous good records, I'm going to give you a chance to explain yourselves first before I decide on your punishment. Before you say anything though, let me point out that stealing is a category 3 offence; that means it's serious. The recommended punishment for first offence stealing is 12 strokes of the paddle."
Nick gave a low gasp and JC looked as though he were about to cry.
"At my discretion, I can reduce that to 9 strokes," Josh continued. "If you're wondering what that would be like, you've just seen the after-effects of 9 strokes. That's how many Gareth Burrows has just received. He was crying like a baby after 5, and begging me to stop after 7."
By this stage Nick was biting his bottom lip and JC was visibly shaking.
"There is, however, a possible alternative," said Josh, throwing the boys a lifeline. "But before I consider whether or not to go down that route I want you to tell me exactly why you took those CDs. I expect the full truth because if I even suspect that you are pissing me about, you'll end up with the full 12. Are you both clear on that?"
The youngsters nodded.
"Good. So which of you guys is going to be spokesman?"
The boys looked at each other. Eventually it was Nick who spoke, a tremor in his soft tenor voice. "We sort of did it for a dare."
"What do you mean by 'sort of'?" Josh demanded. "Who was it who dared you and why did it matter enough for you to go and do something so stupid?"
Again there was a pause as the boys exchanged glances.
"It was some girls," said Nick, looking suddenly embarrassed.
"We don't seem to be getting very far and I'm running out of patience," Josh sighed. "Tell me exactly who and why."
"For God's sake, Nick, stop messing around and tell Mr. Howard why you did it," Simon burst in. "You want to get paddled?"
Nick screwed up his face, obviously not wanting to say anything, but terrified of the threatened punishment. "Alright, it was Catherine Beresford and Janice O'Leary," he finally blurted. "You won't tell them we grassed them up, will you?"
"I won't be telling them anything," said Josh. "Firstly, girls are not my province, and secondly, they haven't done anything wrong. It was you two idiots who did the stealing. But I would really like to know why."
The boys looked more uncomfortable than ever. "You tell him. It was you who got me into this," Nick muttered, nudging his friend.
"W...we were trying to get off with them," JC stammered, a slight squeak in his voice.
"Go on," Josh prompted.
"We've been trying for a couple of weeks. All the lads say they're really easy. They kept putting us off, but didn't actually say no. Then they said they'd do it with us but first we had to show them how much we wanted it. They told us we had to steal some CDs from the storeroom."
"So let me get this straight," said Josh. "You stole the CDs in order to get a couple of girls to have sex with you?"
"Yeah," JC muttered, his eyes glued to his feet and his face glowing red.
"And they say romance is dead," said Josh sarcastically. He looked over at Simon, who shrugged and shook his head.
"You guys must be really desperate to get your rocks off," said Josh, returning his attention to the boys. "I assume that if you're that desperate, you must both still be virgins?"
Neither teen replied, the expressions on their faces telling Josh all he needed to know.
"Oh, what a pair," the SDO sighed. "It looks like what I've really got to punish you for is not so much theft as stupidity. Unfortunately, as far as the school is concerned, you're guilty of theft, plain and simple. Which means that I have no choice but to deal out a fairly severe punishment. I need some time to think about this. Get back to your lessons. I'll expect you back here this afternoon, waiting outside my office, within five minutes of school finishing. And heaven help you if you aren't here."
After the young teens had hurried out, Simon stepped forwards and lowered himself into a chair in front of the SDO's desk. "You aren't really going to paddle them, are you?"
"I don't want to," said Josh, grimly. "They aren't exactly hardened criminals. But they did steal those CDs and I have to show a suitably severe punishment in the log. The only alternative would be some sort of witnessed sexual punishment, but that would have to involve much more than simple masturbation."
"They'd probably prefer the paddling," said Simon. "They'd never live down everyone knowing about something like that." Each day's Punishment Log was routinely posted on the school's notice-board on the day following, and it was always the most popular thing on the board. Its popularity was hardly surprising given that it contained the name of each boy punished and a detailed description of what had been done to him.
Josh tapped the top of his desk with a pencil. "I could invoke Rule 14," he said, thoughtfully. He suddenly grinned. "Rule 14 means that the punishment doesn't appear in the public log and any witnesses to the punishment are sworn never to discuss it outside of this room. I'm only supposed to use it in exceptional cases and I may have to justify my use of it when the full logs are inspected. But I think I could get away with it here."
"I suppose in that case they might consider taking the sex alternative," said Simon.
"It'll be their choice," said Josh. "Now I just need to find the witnesses. How'd you feel about being one of them, bearing in mind that you'll have to keep quiet about what you see? You won't be able to tell Nick's brother, even if he is your best friend."
"Me? You're giving me the chance to watch?"
"Don't pretend you aren't interested," said Josh, with a grin. "I've seen the way you've ogled the guys when they've been made to strip."
"Is it that obvious?" it was now Simon's turn to blush.
"Don't worry, I'm not about to mention it to anyone. Just be here when school finishes. Oh and if you see Will, ask him if he's free to be here as well."
Josh was kept busy during the afternoon. First there had been a simple "strip and lecture" for a fifteen-year-old who had given a teacher too much cheek. This had been followed a short time later by an enforced masturbation for a second referral of a sixteen-year-old after he had repeatedly failed to complete homework assignments on time. Finally, about fifteen minutes prior to the final bell, he'd answered the phone and found himself talking to the mother of one of the boys he'd punished previously.
Calls from parents, often complaints and sometimes even abusive, were normally fielded by the school office, so Josh rarely had to deal with them. However, it soon became clear why this call had been allowed through. The caller was Mrs. Meadows, mother of Michael Meadows. Josh had no problem bringing the cute sixteen-year-old to mind, having dealt with him on two occasions. To the SDO's surprise, Mrs. Meadows started off by thanking him. It turned out that Michael's behaviour, both at school and at home, had improved considerably over the past couple of weeks. Josh was, of course, pleased to hear this, having made a particular effort to get Michael back onto the straight and narrow, but he was a little surprised at hearing just how successful his efforts had been. It seemed, though, that Mrs. Meadows wasn't finished. She quickly went on to ask Josh whether it would be possible for him to use the same methods on her younger son, Luke. Apparently Luke was a much bigger problem than Michael had ever been. Josh had to explain that though he would like to help, he wasn't able to; Luke was only thirteen, and at present the SDO scheme could only be applied to boys aged fifteen and older. Reluctantly accepting this fact, the mother finished the call by predicting that the way he was going, Luke would end up in serious trouble long before he reached the age where anyone could do anything about his behaviour.
Josh was still thinking about the call when there was a knock on his door. He opened it to let Will Harris enter.
"I've just had the mother of Michael Meadows on the phone," said Josh.
Will, who had been in the process of lowering himself onto a chair, instantly froze, the colour draining from his face. "What did she want?" he asked, cautiously.
"She was calling to say how pleased she was with Michael's improved behaviour," said Josh, slowly, a little taken aback by the head boy's reaction. "What did you think she might be calling about?"
"Oh, I don't know," Will shrugged, settling uncomfortably onto his seat.
The eighteen-year-old was obviously keeping something back, but before Josh had chance to probe further there was another knock at the door.
This time it was Simon Brett.
"Sorry, I would have been here a few minutes ago but Barry collared me," Simon apologised. "Something to do with next week's duty rosters. I not sure what he's on about."
"The guy's a total pain in the arse," sighed Will. "He's always interfering. He thinks he should have been head boy instead of me. The rosters are fine; I did them myself. If he messes them up now I'll kill him."
"Never mind Barry," said Josh, anxious to get on. "Let's concentrate for the moment on the job in hand." He quickly brought Will up to speed on the situation with Nick and JC, explaining the options he was going to offer the two boys and how rule 14 would be applied. By the time he was done he could see from the monitor on the wall that the youngsters had arrived in the waiting area. "Get them in, Simon. Let's see what they decide."
The boys entered, looking every bit as nervous as they had on their previous visit. They didn't look especially happy to see the two prefects present.
"Will and Simon are here as observers," Josh explained. "According to the rules, all level three punishments have to be witnessed."
"They're going to watch everything?" Nick asked, his face pale.
"I'm afraid so," said Josh. "But we've first got to establish exactly what is going to happen to you. As I told you earlier, the recommended offence for what you did is twelve strokes of the paddle, After hearing the full circumstances, I'm willing to reduce this to nine, which is a far as I'm allowed to go."
Josh paused to give this time to sink in. Both youngsters looked close to panic; it looked like they were going to be paddled after all.
"However, there is a possible alternative," Josh continued. "I'm sure you've read in the logs about how some boys have been made to do sexual things as punishment. It's extremely embarrassing for the boys concerned, so I can assure you that it isn't a soft option. I am prepared to offer you this option, but keep in mind that some of the things you will be made to do may be a little more extreme than what you have read about."
Nick was shaking his head. "I don't think I could do stuff like that."
"Well, it's up to you," said Josh. "I'm going to let you guys decide. Before you make your minds up there's something else you should know. If you take the sexual punishment option, I will use a special rule which means that it won't appear in the posted logs; except for my boss and the people here in this room, no one will ever know what your punishment was. If you opt for the paddling, the rule won't apply, and details will be posted as normal. It will read something like this and will be posted on the notice board tomorrow." He handed the boys a sheet of paper.
The paper contained the following:
Name: Gareth Burrows
Age: 17
Offence: Bullying - first punishment for this offence
Present: Josh Howard (SDO). Simon Brett (Prefect).
Punishment details: Gareth was made to strip naked and put his hands on his head before being questioned extensively about his sexual history and experience. During this questioning he began to show signs of sexual arousal and some external stimulation was used to bring him to a full erection. Estimated size of erect penis: approximately six inches. Gareth was then restrained across the punishment table ready for the main part of his punishment: nine strokes of the paddle. After just five strokes, he was crying openly and after seven he was begging to be released. Punishment continued until the full nine strokes had been delivered. He was still crying several minutes after his punishment had been completed and he had been allowed to dress.
"So what's it to be," asked Josh, after giving the fifteen-year-olds a moment to read the draft log entry.
"I don't want to be paddled," JC said, speaking softly to his friend, genuine fear in his voice.
"Me neither," Nick replied, "But it might be better than jerking off and stuff with these guys watching. And he said we might have to do worse things than what we've heard about. It might end up hurting even more than the paddling."
"Nothing you will be made to do will be anything more than slightly uncomfortable," Josh interrupted.
Nick didn't look convinced. "I still think we should just take the paddling," he said, stubbornly.
"Please, Nick," JC begged, close to tears. "We're going to have to get naked anyway, and probably hard as well, so how can the other thing be much worse? At least no one will know about it. You want the girls to read about you getting hard and how big you are, or the guys to hear about how you started crying after the first couple of strokes? Maybe you won't cry, but I know I will. I don't want to do the other stuff either, but it can't be as bad as the paddling."
"I need an answer guys," said Josh, coolly. "If you don't make up your minds quickly then I'll decide for you. What's it to be?
"Nick?" JC's eyes bored into his friend as he waited for the blond boy to reach a decision.
Nick looked unhappily at JC's face then stared at the ground for a long moment before raising his eyes to look at Josh. "You sure no one else in the school will get to know what we had to do?"
"Not if you do exactly as you're told," said Josh. "The relevant teachers will be informed that the situation has been dealt with and that will be the end of it."
"And it won't hurt?"
"Again, not as long as you do as you're told."
"OK." Nick gave a small, unhappy nod. "I guess we do the other stuff."
JC actually managed to look relieved, or at least as relieved as could be expected considering what was still in store for the two youngsters.
"Right, let's get started then," said Josh. "Before we do anything else, I want the two of you naked. Get your clothes off. Just drop them in a pile at your feet. Come on, get to it."
Looking pale and frightened and casting frequent glances at each other as if for moral support, the fifteen-year-olds began pulling off their clothes. It wasn't long before they were down to just their underwear; Nick was wearing a pair of tight dark-blue briefs that did nothing to hide the bulge of his teenaged cock and balls, whilst JC wore a loose pair of blue and white striped shorts.
"Underwear as well, boys. Get them off please," Josh ordered.
With visible reluctance, the youngsters removed their final garments, dropping them with their other clothing. Both then stood up straight and covered themselves with their hands.
"OK, hands behind your head and feet apart," commanded Josh. "There's no point in being shy now considering what's in store for you both over the next half hour or so. Simon, would you move those piles of clothes out of the way for me please."
"Sure, no problem." The prefect stepped forwards and scooped up the clothes, dropping them by the wall before returning quickly to his former position, in front of and slightly to the left of the naked teens.
Before moving on, Josh took a moment to cast his eye over the exposed bodies which were now so freely displayed in front of him. The SDO quickly came to the conclusion that these two would easily rank amongst the hottest, best-looking boys to appear before him so far. Nick was slim, not an ounce of fat anywhere. His pale skin was smooth and almost unblemished. Apart from the pale hairs on his shins and forearms, there were just a few hairs under his arms and a thin patch over his dick. His chest was flat, with just a hint of pectoral development, his nipples hardly more than small nubs. Further down, his soft, uncut dick appeared long and thin as it hung down in front of his low-hanging balls. JC had a similar build to his friend, though probably had a few more pounds on his frame, his musculature being a little more sharply defined. His skin tone was darker, and his body seemed, for the most part, to be almost totally hairless except for small, dark patches under his arms and a small but thick bush at his groin. His penis was shorter but fatter than Nick's and his scrotum was much tighter, possibly partly through fear. Like his friend, he was also uncut. Both boys looked acutely uncomfortable at the intimate inspection of their bodies by three pairs of eyes.
"As I said earlier, this isn't going to be a soft option," said Josh. "You're here to be punished and that punishment will take the form of humiliation. That means you'll be made to do things that you won't like and you will find most of those things very embarrassing. The recommended punishment for stealing is a moderate paddling, which means that I have to make the humiliation severe enough to justify using it instead of the physical punishment. As I promised, your punishment won't appear in the public logs, but it will be recorded in my private logs. Stealing is taken very seriously and if, when my boss inspects the logs, he decides I've been too easy on you, I'll be in trouble. I have no intentions of getting myself into trouble for a pair of idiots like you."
Josh paused to let what he had said sink in, then softened his tone a little as he continued. "I know that you're not like most of the boys I get in here. You made a stupid mistake by letting your dicks rule your brains. I've tried to be fairly informal with you up to now, and as long as you cooperate, I'd like to keep it that way. However, normal punishment rules still apply. If you refuse to cooperate freely at any stage, your punishment will increase. If you really make things difficult you may even find yourselves getting the paddling as well as the humiliation. Also, if that happens, my promise to keep this out of the public logs will no longer apply. So it's in your own interests to follow instructions, do exactly as you are told, and get this over with as quickly as possible."
Looking miserable, JC gave Josh a small but almost imperceptible nod. Nick had his eyes closed.
"Nick, open your eyes," said Josh. "You'll keep your eyes open at all times and watch what's going on. When the other person is being punished, you'll watch that punishment closely and not look away. If I see you closing your eyes or deliberately looking away, I'll increase your punishment. Now, Nick, come over here. You can put your arms down now."
Blushing, Nick stepped forwards until he was standing immediately in front of Josh, who was seated on the edge of his desk. The SDO dropped to his feet and, grasping the boy's arm, he pulled Nick closer and slightly to one side. He turned the young teen around so that he was facing JC and also in full view of the two prefects. Putting his arm around Nick's shoulders, Josh began to stroke the soft skin of the boy's chest with his other hand.
Nick gave a slight whimper, his body tensing.
"I want to know what's the furthest you've ever been with anyone sexually, Nick," said Josh, his tone soft as his fingers lightly stroked across one of the boy's small nipples. "Tell me the most that you've ever done."
The youngster made no attempt to reply.
"Speak to me, Nick," said Josh, his tone firmer.
"I... I haven't. I've never done anything," said Nick, nervously.
"What, nothing at all?" asked Josh, his hand moving a little lower onto the boy's stomach. "What about masturbation, you must have done that? When was the last time you played with yourself?" He let his fingers trail though Nick's pubic hair, lightly brushing the boy's dick right at the base before stroking his fingertip down the length of the soft organ.
"Th... This morning," Nick gasped. He tried to step back, but with the desk behind him there was nowhere to go. "I did it this morning."
"Did you cum," Josh asked, his fingers now wrapped around Nick's cock, massaging it gently.
"Yeah."
"Anyone ever see you hard, Nick? I don't mean just a bulge in your pants, I mean has anyone ever actually seen your cock when it's been hard?"
"No, never!"
Josh thought he detected a slight thickening of the organ in his hand; his manipulations were clearly starting to have some effect. Not in any hurry to produce a full erection, he let go of the dick before giving the boy's balls a gentle squeeze and then releasing them. "OK, Nick. Go back over to where you were. There's no need to put your hands back behind your head, just don't try to cover yourself up. JC, it's your turn, so get yourself over here."
As the boy's changed places, Nick kept his eyes down, refusing to look at his friend.
"Remember what I said about watching all the time, Nick," Josh warned as he moved JC into position.
Reluctantly, Nick raised his eyes. His face was flaming and his hands twitched at his sides as he fought the impulse to cover his penis which, though far from erect, was certainly thicker than it had been when he had first stripped.
"OK, JC, what about you?" Josh asked as his hand played over the teenager's chest. "What's the furthest you've ever gone with a girl?"
"I haven't done anything either," the boy squeaked, his voice cracking through fear.
"Nothing at all?" Josh demanded. "You ever kissed a girl?" JC's chest was definitely a bit more developed than Nick's and Josh traced firmly around the outline of the boy's pecs with the side of his hand.
"Once, sort of."
"What do you mean by 'sort of'?"
"It was at a party a while ago and some of the guys dared me to kiss this girl, so I did."
"Have you done anything else except kiss?"
"No." JC shook his head emphatically.
"So no one has ever done this to you?" Josh slid his hand down, crossing the boy's stomach and wrapping his fingers around JC's cock.
"Ugh, no." JC squirmed, trying to pull away.
"Stand still," Josh snapped, his fingers squeezing the soft organ in his hand. He pulled the foreskin back slightly, inserting his index finger into the end and moving it around.
"Ooooh," JC groaned. In spite of the command to stand still, he continued to squirm.
"When did you last jerk off?" Josh asked, feeling the boy's dick growing in his hand.
"I dunno, maybe two days ago," replied JC, desperately.
"Ever had any fantasies about Nick while you jerk off?"
"Wha...? No, never anything like that. I always think about girls."
Josh let go of the boy's cock, which by now was more than half way hard, and stepped away. "Sit up on the desk," he ordered the boy. "That's it, now open your legs. Wider. Get them as wide as you can."
JC sat on edge of the desk, his legs splayed out to the sides, his cock pointing out in front of him and an expression of utter shame on his face.
Glancing around, Josh noted that JC wasn't the only one in a state of at least semi-arousal. Nick was now in a similar condition. Will was sitting with his legs crossed, obviously trying to conceal the bulge in his pants, whilst Simon stood to one side, leaning on a chair back, one hand strategically covering his groin.
"Move towards JC, Nick," said Josh. "Go on, get right in close."
Slowly, Nick edged forwards, his eyes moving between JC's twitching cock and his own slim but stiffening organ. When they were just about a foot apart, their dicks almost touching, he froze.
"I said get right in close," said Josh. Putting a hand in the small of Nick's back, he pushed the boy a few more inches forwards.
Both the teens flinched and looked mortified as their cocks brushed together, both coming to full hardness. Because of his position, JC couldn't move away. However, Nick would probably have leapt back had Josh not held him in place.
"Alright, that's better" said Josh. "Now Nick, take hold of JC's cock and give it a squeeze."
With a look of horror, the blond haired boy shook his head. "I'm not doing that. I'm not touching him there."
"Do it, Nick," Josh growled. "I told you you'd have to do things you didn't like; that's the whole idea of this punishment. If you start making things difficult it's going to turn out much worse for you in the end. There are far worse things I can make you do than that, and you'll end up doing them if you don't cooperate."
For several long seconds, Nick stared into Josh's eyes as if trying to gauge whether the man really meant what he said.
Josh returned the gaze coolly. "Just do it," he said, a little more gently.
His whole frame sagging in defeat, Nick turned his attention back to his friend's nodding erection. He swallowed, then slowly reached out his hand, his fingers trembling, and his bottom lip clenched between his teeth. He wrapped his fingers around the stiff shaft and squeezed it tightly.
"Good boy," said Josh, softly.
JC stared open mouthed at Nick's hand enclosing his hard member. He looked briefly up at his friend's eyes and then back down again, his tongue flicking across his lips. He was obviously confused about the conflicting messages he was receiving and that confusion registered on his face. Having a on his dick felt good, but he was clearly having trouble reconciling this with the fact that the hand belonged to Nick, his friend, a boy.
"Start rubbing it," Josh instructed Nick. "You're going to stroke him until he cums."
"Oh, shit, no. Please don't make me do that," Nick begged. JC also look horrified at the prospect of shooting his load in front of an adult and two older teens.
"You can use your hand or you can use your mouth," said Josh, sternly. "It's up to you. If you don't manage to make him cum with your hand within the next fifteen minutes you're going to have to suck him."
"Oh, God." Nick's pale face had just turned paler. It took him a moment to overcome his paralysis from hearing that he might have to suck a cock, then his hand started moving up and down JC's hard shaft.
"That's it," Josh encouraged. "You've done it to yourself often enough so you know what feels good. Stroke all the way up and down. Work that skin backwards and forwards over the head. Take it a bit faster."
Even though Nick still didn't look happy at what he being made to do, his confidence appeared to improve a little and he became more vigorous in his stroking as if wanting this over with. However, as the minutes ticked by he began glancing at the clock on the wall more and more frequently, and after ten minutes he started to look very uncomfortable. JC was breathing a little faster and there was precum oozing from the end of his cock, but something, probably the strangeness of the situation, was holding him back.
"Come on, JC, let it go," Nick pleaded, softly, looking up from the cock in his hand to meet his friend's eyes.
"I'm trying," JC replied, unhappily.
"Oh God. Please!" There were now less than three minutes to go and Nick was getting desperate. Continuing his pumping with one hand, he began stroking around the purple head of JC's cock with the other, smearing the clear precum around under his fingers.
JC's breathing became deeper and he gave a low groan. At last he was nearly there.
"I want you to catch all of his cum in the palm of your hand," Josh quickly instructed.
Nick gave the SDO a surprised glance. However, before he had time to voice any objections, JC gave a shuddering moan and there was no choice but to act. Wearing a look of disgust, the blond haired boy placed his hand in front of his friend's jerking dick just in time to catch the first streamer of thick, white fluid. Further spurts followed until Nick had a small pool in his palm, with further dribbles across his wrist and fingers.
As JC leaned back, breathing heavily, Nick gratefully let go of the boy's cock and stood looking at the mess in his hand.
"First time you've ever seen someone else's cum?" Josh asked.
"Erm, yeah," Nick nodded.
"Taste it," said Josh.
"What?"
"You heard me. I said taste it. I want to see you put your tongue in it."
Nick didn't respond. He just shook his head looking a little sick.
"Come on, Nick, we're nearly there now. Do this and a couple more things not half so bad and it will time for the two of you to change places. If you stop cooperating now, I'm going to have to add more stuff." Josh genuinely hoped that Nick was not going to back out at this stage. He really didn't want to have to paddle the boy after all.
Very hesitantly, his face screwed up, Nick raised his hand towards his mouth and his tongue came out, stopping just a fraction short of the white goo.
"You only need put your tongue in it," said Josh. "I'm not asking you to swallow it all."
With a huge effort, the teen raised his hand that extra fraction and touched the sticky cum with the tip of his tongue, quickly pulling back. His tongue went in and his mouth closed. He pulled a face as he tried to get the taste out of his mouth.
"Well done," said Josh, squeezing the boy's shoulder.
The SDO then turned his attention to JC. "Lay right back on the desk," he told the youngster. "Now, it's time for our two prefects to earn their keep. Will and Simon, I want you to take a leg each and pull them back and apart."
Surprised at being asked to take a more active part in the proceedings, the two prefects stepped forwards. Josh was amused to note that both boys sported very noticeable bulges around the crotch area.
JC was now laid on his back with his legs pulled up, exposing not only his groin area with his detumescent cock, but also his tightly puckered arse hole.
"Last thing for now," Josh told Nick. "I want to smear that cum in your hand right across his bum hole; not his cheeks, but his actual hole. Give it a good rub, and then rub the rest across his balls and cock."
"That's the last thing? I do that and I'm finished?" Nick asked, desperate to believe that this section of the nightmare was almost over.
"Yes, apart from the changing places and the cleaning up at the end, that's it."
"OK." Nick stepped towards the desk and tentatively put out his hand towards his best friend's arse. He paused and looked at Josh, who nodded. Taking a deep breath, the fifteen-year-old ran his hand upwards across JC's cleft, then, with his fingertips, he made a firm circular rubbing motion right on the boy's anal opening.
Unable to resist in any way, JC squirmed and groaned something inaudible.
Nick stroked upwards, rubbing the remaining stickiness across JC's balls, then up across his softening penis. He then moved back and looked at Josh questioningly.
"Right," said Josh, "that's your active part done. It's time for the two of you to change places."
The two youngsters exchanged unhappy looks as JC got down from the desk and Nick took his place.
"Open your legs as wide as you can, Nick," Josh instructed. The SDO signalled for the two prefects, who were standing at either side of the boy, to hold his legs apart.
Nick sat up on the desk with his legs spread and his teenage cock and balls prominently displayed. He no longer sported a full erection, but neither was his dick completely limp. He gave a sigh and muttered something under his breath.
"It's your turn now, JC," said Josh. "Get yourself in there and have a good feel of his cock. You may as well feel his balls while you're at it."
There was complete silence in the room as everyone watched JC hesitantly reach out his hand and take hold of his friend's penis. He held it in his fingers for a few seconds then released it and gently lifted the boy's balls in his palm.
"You're going to have to do a bit better than that," said Josh. "It's the same for you as it was for Nick; you have fifteen minutes to make him cum. If you don't make him shoot in that time then you are going to have to suck him. If you do manage to make him cum, make sure you catch it all in your hand."
JC glanced nervously at the clock. He hesitated for just a moment then once more wrapped his fingers around Nick's cock, this time much more firmly. With a look of concentration on his face, he began to knead and massage the organ in an effort to bring it to full erection.
As the minutes passed, Nick did eventually become hard, but it was obvious from the expression on his face that this was purely a physical reaction; he wasn't enjoying this at all. After ten minutes JC was looking extremely worried and had even begun using his other hand to fondle Nick's balls. After twelve minutes he gave the blond boy a pleading look, but Nick just shook his head unhappily. It was starting to look like JC wasn't going to make it.
"One minute to go," Josh announced.
On hearing this, JC began stroking harder and faster, something Josh didn't think was a particularly good idea; Nick needed coaxing, not forcing. But JC was getting desperate, and there was something close to panic on his face.
"Time's up," said Josh.
"Just give me bit longer," the boy pleaded. "Another couple of minutes."
"Sorry, JC, but you've had your time," Josh said, putting his hand on the teen's bare shoulder. "You know what you have to do now."
"I can't do that. No way." JC pulled a face as he looked down at Nick's erection.
"You know what happens if you don't," said Josh. "Come on JC, you don't have to go all the way and suck him until he shoots. All you need do is pull the skin back, lick around the head and then take it inside your mouth and suck on it for a while."
"I can't do it," said JC, still shaking his head. He started to back away, but Josh quickly moved to stand behind him, preventing him from getting very far.
"I not going to force you," said Josh, into the boy's ear, "but if you don't do it, the punishment is incomplete. That means that both you and Nick will still have to face the paddling."
"That's not fair," Nick blurted. "I did everything I was told to do."
"I'm sorry, but that's the way it is," said Josh. "The two of you are in this together."
The youngsters looked at each other. Both had pleading expressions on their faces, but for different reasons.
"Come on, Jamie," said Nick softly. "Just do it and get it over with. I had to lick your stuff, which was just as bad. It's not as if I'm gonna shoot in your mouth or anything. If you back out now we've gone through all this for nothing."
JC didn't reply. He stared silently at his friend for several long seconds and then, moving as if in a trance, he dropped to his knees. He paused for a moment and swallowed visibly, before once more taking hold of his friend's erection and bending it down towards his face. Holding the shaft near the base with one hand, he used the other hand to push Nick's foreskin all the way back, fully exposing the swollen rose-pink head beneath. Still gripping the hard shaft with both hands, he leaned forwards and ran his tongue right across the middle of the head.
Nick gave a trembling groan and his whole body appeared to shudder. Simon, who was holding onto one of Nick's legs at the knee, placed his other hand flat against the boy's bare chest as if to hold him back.
After a couple of more licks around the head, JC opened mouth, took the entire top part of the aroused organ between his lips, and started to slowly move his head up and down over the top inch or so of the shaft.
Josh watched, entranced, wishing he were in a position to take out his own hard cock and give it the attention it was demanding. A quick glance at the two prefects was enough to confirm that they were in similar difficulties. Unfortunately, while enforcing sexual contact between offenders was part of his remit, becoming an active partner in this sexual activity was way above and beyond what was allowable.
While all eyes were on two teens, the SDO surreptitiously rubbed his cock through the fabric of his pants. He suppressed a groan, turning it into a light cough, and quickly removed his hand. It was time to take things back under control.
"OK, JC, that's enough." Josh pulled at the naked teen's shoulder.
His eyes, downcast, JC got to his feet. He made brief eye contact with his friend and then quickly looked away, blushing.
"Let's get you finished off," said Josh to Nick.
"What do you mean? I thought we'd done," said the blond youngster, a look of panic on his face.
"Not quite," said Josh. "JC didn't make you shoot, so it looks like I'm going to have to finish the job myself." He moved in between the boy's legs taking hold of his still rock hard erection, and began sliding his hand up and down the hard shaft.
JC might have had trouble bringing his friend to orgasm, but Josh was much more experienced and had a few more tricks up his sleeve. After a just a couple of minutes, Nick was breathing loudly as Josh's ministrations began to have an effect. The SDO was using both hands, one to wank the shaft of the boy's cock, and the other to rub the now obvious dribbles of precum around the swollen, sensitive head.
"Ooooh!" Nick leaned back on the desk, his legs still held wide apart by the prefects on either side of him. He was almost ready to shoot.
"JC, come and catch this in your hand," Josh ordered, keeping his attention fully on what he was doing. Without missing a stroke he stepped slightly to one side to allow the boy access. "Here we go."
JC was in place just in time. The first spurt of Nick's cum overshot the dark-haired boy's hand, splashing down on his forearm. He managed to catch the following spurts in the bowl of his palm.
As Nick's panting eased, Josh milked out the final drops, squeezing up from the base of the boy's dick all the way to the top. He looked around to see JC staring apprehensively at the milky fluid in his palm.
"Let me see you put your tongue in it," Josh told the boy.
By this stage, JC appeared completely beaten. Obediently he raised his palm to his lips and dipped his tongue into the sticky mess, immediately pulling a face.
"Good boy," said Josh. "The rest goes round Nick's arse and balls, just like he did with you."
Nick was pushed flat onto his back on the desk as Will and Simon pulled his feet back towards his head, opening up his arse crack completely and exposing a tightly puckered hole, surrounded by a few curly blond hairs.
Hesitantly, JC smeared the cum from his hand across his friend's virgin entrance, massaging it in with his fingertips and rubbing the remainder across the boy's ball sac.
Josh stood and watched the boys for a moment, enjoying the show. These two boys, whose previous experience consisted solely of quick, curious glances in the school showers, were now intimately acquainted with each other's bodies.
"Right, on your feet, Nick." The SDO ordered. He waited until the blond boy had climbed down off the desk to stand next to his friend before continuing. "You'll be pleased to know that the worst of the punishment is now over. We'll just get you cleaned up and that will be the end of the matter; you'll be free to go."
Leaving the teens standing there, Josh moved off to one side, indicating that the two prefects should follow him. He lowered his voice so that Will and Simon had to lean in close to hear. "I'd like your help for this last part," he said. "If you're agreeable, I'll give you a wet towel each and let you take care of the cleaning up."
Will gave a barely concealed smile and nodded. Josh had had him do something similar before, cleaning up another boy, Michael Meadows.
Simon, however, looked a little apprehensive. "You mean we have to use the towels to clean their... dicks and stuff." Towards the end of the sentence he hesitated and his face reddened slightly.
Nodding, Josh gave a grin. "You don't have to if you don't want. Strictly speaking, I'm stretching the rules a bit in letting you do anything other than stand and observe, but I thought it was something you might enjoy." He glanced significantly down at the large bulge at Simon's groin, causing the prefect's colour to deepen further. "Also, this final small punishment will finish the session off nicely. I'd like you to take a boy each; Will, you take JC, Simon can take Nick, and do a thorough cleaning job. Start off at the front and wipe everything properly, including pulling the foreskin back and wiping underneath. When you're done there, move down to their balls, then between their legs and finish off by getting them to turn and bend over so that you can clean between their arse cheeks. Are you up for it?"
"I'm game," said Will, giving a grin of his own.
"Yeah, OK then," said Simon, still looking a bit embarrassed. "I'll give it go."
"Great. But just one more thing," said Josh. "Don't forget that neither of you are allowed to say anything to anyone else about what has happened here today. If you do, you break rule 14 and that would be treated much more seriously than anything these boys have done. I don't want to find myself in a position where I have to paddle either of you."
"No problem," said Will. "Don't worry, you can trust us to keep quiet."
Satisfied, Josh went over to the sink and taking a couple of small hand-towels, he wet them under the cold water tap and squeezed out the excess water. Returning to Will and Simon, he handed them a towel each.
"Hey, what're you doing?" Nick demanded, stepping back as Simon approached him.
"Stand still," Josh snapped. "These two gentlemen are going to help clean you up. The easiest thing, as far as you are concerned, would be to cooperate and let them get on with it. You can make a fuss if you like, but it's going to happen anyway, whether you like it or not."
Will was already on his knees in front of JC. The older boy reached out and took hold of the young teen's limp dick, wiping around it with the damp towel. JC just stood and watched, saying nothing, his face blank.
Nick, on the other hand, was obviously far from happy at the prospect of being touched so intimately by his older brother's best friend. He looked down, scowling, as Simon rather hesitantly lifted his sticky cock with his fingers.
Leaning back on the desk, Josh watched as the two prefects performed their allotted tasks. Will had a direct, no nonsense approach, getting stuck in as if handling the genitalia of younger boys was something he did every day. Simon started off much more nervously, though his confidence improved a little as he went along, his fingers wrapped firmly around Nick's cock as if it were a handle while he used the towel on the boy's balls.
Will had pushed JC's foreskin back as far as it would go and was using a corner of the towel to wipe the sensitive, exposed crown. This caused JC to squirm slightly and his cock began to harden in the prefect's hand. It seemed that Will was taking advantage of the situation, as he slid the loose skin backwards and forwards over the head, masturbating the youngster back to a full erection. It appeared to Josh that Will's confidence with this sort thing had grown dramatically since he had "cleaned up" Michael Meadows, a couple of weeks ago, and the SDO wondered if the prefect had perhaps been getting some practical sexual experience recently.
Next to Will, Simon appeared much more tense. The bulge in the eighteen-year-old's pants was testament to the fact that he was getting a thrill from being able to get his hands on Nick's cute body, but his manner appeared hurried and nervous as if he were doing something he shouldn't. He'd already finished Nick's front and had the boy turned around and bent over with his arse cheeks pulled apart. Josh suppressed a grin as he watched Simon hesitate for a moment and then have a quick, almost furtive feel in the boy's arse crack with his bare fingertips before going in with the towel. Nick gave a soft grunt at the invasion and stumbled forwards a step. Simon stopped the boy's forward movement by quickly grabbing his bare thigh.
"Alright boy's, that'll do," said Josh, after watching Will use his towel on JC's behind. "Stand and face me, hands at your sides."
Looking drained, the fifteen-year-olds turned once more to face the SDO. Red faced, JC was still sporting an erection, the result of Will's handling. Nick's cock hung limply downwards.
"We're done here," said Josh. "The punishment session is now over. However, before I let you get dressed there are a couple of things I need to say to you. What you did was stupid and you've paid the price for it. If are ever sent to see me again for anything like that, the price will be far higher. Do you understand me?" He paused to allow for sullen nods from both boys. "As I explained earlier, today's session was covered by rule 14. This means that nothing will appear in the public logs; the only people who will know exactly what has happened here are the five of us and my supervisor when he reads the full, private log. If either of you takes it upon yourselves to reveal details to anyone else and I get to know about it, then rule 14 becomes void and the full log will be posted. Is that part clear?" This time the nodding was much more emphatic.
Josh allowed his face to soften into a smile. "Just one more thing. The pair of you are obviously very good friends. Don't let anything that has happened today get in the way of that friendship. Good friends are too hard to come by."
JC turned his head slightly and looked worriedly at his friend out of the corner of his eye, a second later Nick responded with a brief smile and an almost inaudible "We're OK."
"Good," said Josh. "You'd better get yourselves dressed then. Times getting on."
The boy's didn't need telling twice. It took little more than a minute for them to pull their clothes on and make themselves decent enough to leave.
After the younger boys had gone, Josh turned to the two prefects. "I think that went quite well," he said.
"I'm just glad you weren't around when we were their age," said Simon, with a wry grin.
"Well, you'd still better be careful," Josh laughed, "I have the power to punish the prefects just the same as the younger boys. Break the rules and you might find yourself on the receiving end."
"Could be fun," said Will, looking directly at Josh.
The SDO shook his head and gave a laugh. "I won't even comment."
"If you're done with us, I'll be off," said Will.
"Yeah," said Josh. "That's all for today."
"Great, thanks for letting us watch. It was sort of fun." Will turned to Simon. "I've got the car if you'd like a lift home."
Simon shrugged. "Sure, sounds good."
"Thanks for the help guys," said Josh, as the teens went out together. "And be good."
"Oh, we will," said Will, giving a grin over his shoulder.
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