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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 after "Will 2" - though it isn't necessary to have read that chapter.
School Discipline: Luke 1 by Gymnopedies
Josh Howard finished reading the letter then went back to reread some of the earlier sections. The SDO wore a satisfied smile; this was good news.
Two weeks ago, Josh had received a telephone call from the mother of Michael Meadows, thanking him for the huge difference he had been able to make in Michael's behaviour and general attitude. She had then proceeded to ask the man if he could bring about a similar change to the behaviour of her younger son, Luke, who she claimed was very quickly going off the rails. Josh had met Luke during one of Michael's punishments and had to agree that the boy was totally obnoxious and definitely needed turning around. The problem, as far as Josh was concerned, was that Luke was only thirteen and so out of the SDO's jurisdiction.
Following the call, Josh had given the matter a great deal of thought and a few days later he had written to his supervisor on the SDO advisory board, enclosing the letter from Mrs. Meadows and asking for advice. The letter now in his hand was the reply to this request.
According to the letter, it was expected that at some time during the next two or three months the age limit for SDO punishments would be lowered to include all boys of secondary school age, which meant it would be coming down from the current fifteen years to eleven. Of course, punishments that were appropriate for older boys would not necessarily be suitable for younger ones and so new guidelines would have to drawn up, hence the delay in reducing the age limit. However, having read the letter from Mrs Meadows, the board was willing to grant an exception to the age limit in this case, with immediate effect. Enclosed were draft guidelines as to the type and severity of punishments that were allowed. Josh once more scanned down the list:
Not allowed, was any sort of paddling. Though a moderate hand spanking was allowed if warranted. Also prohibited was the enforced performance of oral or anal sexual activity with another person. Other than this, almost the full range of sexual punishments was allowed; the list that followed included some items that surprised Josh.
Selection of witnesses for the punishments was left completely up to Josh, with the sole exception that at least one of the witnesses should be a member of Luke's immediate family, i.e. his mother, brother or sister. There was a suggestion that having witnesses from the boy's own peer group may prove productive.
At the bottom of the letter was a more personal note to Josh, requesting that he do his very best to make a demonstrable change in Luke's behaviour, since this case could then be used as an example as to the effectiveness of the scheme on younger boys.
Now that he had permission to go ahead, there seemed little point in wasting time; Josh put down the letter and picked up the telephone.
Mrs. Meadows appeared surprised but pleased to get the call from the SDO. Whilst she did admit to certain reservations regarding the punishment of her youngest son, she really could not think of any alternative, though when Josh started to give her some details about what the punishments might involve, she stopped him, saying she would rather not know and was quite happy to leave the matter completely in his hands; whatever he needed to do, he would have her full approval.
Since the boy's mother did not want to act as one of the witnesses to the punishment, this left Josh with the choice of either Luke's sixteen-year-old brother, Michael, or his fourteen-year-old sister, Nicola. He decided go with the brother and warn the boy that if a further session was required, there was a possibility that it would take place in his sister's presence; Josh really did not expect one session to be sufficient to ensure any appreciable change in the young teen's behaviour.
The brother, Michael, had himself been in front of Josh on two occasions, since which, the change in his attitude had been dramatic. Michael was still no angel, but at least these days he avoided getting into any serious trouble and he continued to improve all the time. Though Josh knew that he could only take a small part of the credit for this, the rest was down to Will Harris, the school's Head Boy, who had taken what could only be described as a "personal interest" in the sixteen-year-old. In fact, Will and Michael had been key players in what had undoubtedly been one of the most dramatic episodes in the school's history, which had included Will's suspension as Head Boy and his near death at the hands of a mentally unbalanced physical education teacher. During these events, it had become general knowledge throughout the school that Will and Michael were "a couple". Will had subsequently been reinstated as Head Boy; the Head Teacher had had very little choice in this, since most of the students of the school regarded Will as a hero.
Josh tapped a few keys on his computer and quickly brought up Michael's timetable, enabling him to find the boy's location. He then sent a text message to the duty prefects requesting that Michael be brought to the SDO's office.
Michael arrived a few minutes later in the company of Colin Walker, a tall, slim, dark-haired eighteen-year-old. Josh thanked Colin and immediately sent him off to fetch Luke.
"What have I done?" Michael demanded, as Colin left. The boy looked worried.
"Nothing. Not that I know of anyway," said Josh, giving the slim, extremely good-looking teenager a smile. "Relax. You're not here to be punished. In fact, I rarely hear anything but good about you. You've worked hard and made huge progress over the past few weeks. You should be really proud of yourself."
Michael frowned, suspiciously. "You sent for me just to tell me that?"
"Not exactly," Josh laughed. "Though it was nice to be able to say it. I sent for you because I need you to do something for me."
"Something to do with Luke? Is he in trouble again? It's no good asking me to keep him out of trouble. He won't listen to me. We hate each other. It was bad enough before, but it's got much worse since he found out about me and Will. He went to Mum and told her that he didn't want to share a bedroom with a queer. Then we got into a big fight. I'd have killed him if Mum hadn't been there. Now he hardly even talks to me."
"It is about Luke," said Josh. "But you don't have to do anything except stand and watch, and maybe play a small part later. I want you as a witness for his first punishment session."
"Punishment?" Michael gave a disbelieving look. "You can't; he's only thirteen."
"Well he's in for a surprise," Josh replied. "I've got your mother's permission and I've got the OK from the SDO board. Luke is about to get reined in."
Michael's eyes widened. "You're going to punish him and I get to watch? He'll have to strip naked and everything?"
"Yes, though I'm only planning a fairly mild session for today. This first one will be a warning and a taste of what is in store if he doesn't start to change."
Michael grinned, and then his frown returned. "There's no way you'll get him to take his clothes off."
"We'll see," said Josh, not particularly worried. "He can either strip or be stripped. If he wants a fight I'm quite happy to give him one."
There was a light tap on the door, and at a word from Josh, Colin escorted Luke into the office. The thirteen-year-old was scowling, though he brightened up when he saw his brother already there. He had, on a previous occasion, been a witness during one of Michael's punishments and he obviously thought a similar thing was about to happen today.
Josh took a moment to look at the boy. There was certainly a family resemblance between the two brothers: they both had the same good looks and slim builds, both had collar length, dark brown hair, though Michael's had been dyed blond and was only its natural colour at the roots. From his height and general looks, Luke could have passed for less than his thirteen years, but there was a cocky over-confidence in his eyes and in the way he carried himself that made it obvious that he was no sweet, innocent little boy.
"We meet again, Luke," said Josh.
"Yeah," the boy replied, giving what was almost a sneer.
"Last time you were here, you seemed disappointed that it wasn't more interesting," said Josh. "So this time I'm going to try to make it a little bit more interesting for you."
"What are you going to make him do?" the boy asked, his eyes on his brother.
"Michael isn't going to do anything," Josh explained. "This time, it's your turn."
It took a moment for this to sink in. Luke looked puzzled and then defiant. "You can't touch me," he said. "You can't touch anyone until they're fifteen."
Josh ignored the boy, instead turning his attention to Colin. "Are you available for the next half-hour or so? I'd like you to stay as a witness, and I may need your help if he refuses to cooperate."
Colin cast a surprised look at Luke and then nodded. "Yeah, no problem."
"You can't touch me," Luke repeated, though this time he didn't sound quite so certain.
"It seems your general behaviour, both at home and at school, has been completely unacceptable," Josh told the boy. "You don't respect your mother and you don't respect any of your teachers; no one knows what to do with you. Your mother is worried sick that you're going to end up in serious trouble, and if you carry on as you are doing, it's almost certain that you will be excluded from school within the next couple of years."
"What I do at home is none of your business," Luke scowled.
"Strictly speaking, that's true; at the moment anyway," Josh agreed. "But how you behave at school definitely is my business."
"Not until I'm fifteen!"
"At the rate you're going, by the time you are fifteen it will be too late to do anything to help you;.I understand you've already had several run-ins with the police."
"So? Again, that's none of your business."
"You really don't get it, do you?" said Josh, sadly shaking his head. "It's not about punishing you for everything that you've done wrong; it's about finding a way to make you change before you get into a pattern of behaviour that you can't get out of. People have tried talking to you, and that hasn't done any good. The school has used whatever punishments it has available, which isn't much, and that hasn't done any good. You haven't taken any notice of the police. At the moment you think you can do anything you like, and there will be no consequences because no one can touch you. Well, I'm going to show you that that's not true."
"I keep telling you, I'm not old enough," Luke insisted. Though some of his former confidence appeared to have left him.
"I have permission from your mother, and I have a special dispensation from the SDO advisory board," said Josh. "This time, your age won't save you."
It looked as though Luke was finally starting to realise that Josh was serious. He shook his head and started to back away from the SDO, moving towards the door. "You can't make me take my clothes off," he muttered.
The young teen was brought to a halt when he backed into Colin. The prefect put his hands on the boy's shoulders. "That's far enough," he said, gently but firmly.
"Get off me," Luke snapped, jumping away from Colin and spinning to face him. The boy's eyes flicked around the room, looking towards the door, then Josh, Michael, Colin, and then back to the door again.
Josh sighed, hoping things were not going to turn unpleasant. "Hold it, Luke," he said calmly. "Let me tell you what's going to happen. At the moment I'm planning to go fairy easy on you today, just to give you an idea of what's in store if you don't start to behave. You can either cooperate and get it over with, or you can put up a fight, in which case you can be sure that whatever happens to you will be much worse. Either way, there's no avoiding it. Bigger, stronger boys than you have tried, but not one gets out of that door until I'm done with him. You can either get undressed yourself, or I'll get someone to help you; I can soon get some more prefects in here if we need them.
"You can't make me," said Luke, unhappily.
"We've already covered that one," said Josh. "Are you going to take your clothes off willingly? Or should I ask Colin and Michael to do it for you?"
Luke's gaze flicked around the room. There was now panic in his eyes. Then his expression darkened and he glared, angrily, at Josh. "I'm not doing it in front of him," he snarled, nodding towards Michael.
"Fine, if that's what you want." said Josh, allowing some of his impatience to show. He bent over his desk and tapped on his computer keyboard before looking up. "Your sister, Nicola, is in room 135. Do you want me to ask Colin to go fetch her?"
"What? No," Luke called out, shrinking back.
Josh shrugged. "The rules say that I have to have a member of your immediate family here to witness the punishment," he explained. "So that means either Michael or Nicola. Unless you would prefer to be naked in front in of your mother; I can soon give her a call."
"It's not fair," the boy sobbed.
"I don't care whether you think it's fair or not," said Josh. "If you don't start stripping within the next ten seconds, we're going to do it for you, and once you're naked I'm going to get your sister in here and you can endure the rest of your punishment in front of both Michael AND Nicola."
Luke didn't move. He stood stiffly, an angry snarl on his otherwise cute face.
Silently, Josh counted off the seconds, his eyes never leaving Luke. "Alright," he said. "Times up. Go ahead, Colin, let's have his clothes off. You can help, Michael, but be careful."
"Noo!" Luke made a sudden bolt for the door, but Colin easily caught him, grabbing the struggling boy's wrist.
Josh approached from behind and took hold of Luke's arms at the elbows, pulling them back. "Michael, would you hold his legs please," he said, calmly. "Hold him around the ankles, but mind you don't get kicked."
"Let me go! Fucking bastards!" Luke shouted, struggled and fought, but it did him no good. Josh's training had included practice at dealing with this type situation and for all his ferocity, Luke's relatively small size and weight made it easy to bring him under control. With Josh holding him from behind, and Michael's arms tightly around his ankles, the boy was pretty much immobilised.
Colin loosened and then pulled off Luke's school tie and then went to work on the boy's shirt, opening the buttons. Once the shirt hung open, the prefect turned his attention to Luke's trousers, unfastening the belt and then the trousers themselves and tugged them down passed the boy's knees, revealing a pair of grey cotton boxers.
"Take down his shorts," Josh instructed.
"No!" Luke put up a last frantic struggle, but was unable to prevent his boxers from being pulled down to join his trousers below his knees. He suddenly stopped fighting as he appeared to realise that he had no hope of escape. "It's not fair," he muttered, tearfully.
"This is your last chance," said Josh keeping his voice cool. "You can finish undressing on your own, or we'll finish the job we've started; in which case the rest of your punishment will be in front of Nicola."
"Alright, I'll do it," Luke finally agreed, his tone petulant.
"Good boy," said Josh, releasing the boy's arms. "It'll be much easier all round if you cooperate and do as you are told."
Sullenly, his eyes kept down on the ground at his feet, Luke slipped off his shirt and handed it to Colin, who draped it over a nearby chair. He seemed to cringe in on himself as he bent to remove his shoes and then his socks and finally step out of his trousers and shorts. When he'd done, he stood upright, his hands clasped together in front of his groin. Only then did he raise his head, and though there were tears on his cheeks, there was open anger and defiance in his eyes.
Josh stood in silence for a moment, waiting, while Colin added the boy's clothes to the small pile on the chair. Then he slowly walked all the way around the young teen, his eyes taking in the boy's body from every angle. Luke remained totally motionless, facing forwards. Josh completed his circuit and, back in front of Luke, the man leaned back on his desk. He still said nothing, letting the tension build. Luke continued his angry glare.
"No fun, is it?" said Josh, eventually breaking the silence. "Being bullied and made to do stuff you don't like is no fun at all. Now maybe you have some idea of how those younger kids feel when you and your friends pick on them. Oh yes, I know all about that and everything else you've been up to." The SDO was referring to reports included in Luke's file that described how the boy and a group of his friends had allegedly victimised younger boys, taking money from them and forcing them to steal from shops. It was widely believed that Luke was the leader of the group and the chief instigator of most of the trouble. Unfortunately, none of the younger boys were willing to speak out, for fear of what might happen to them, so Luke and his friends continued to get away with their crimes.
The man stepped forward, gently taking Luke's chin and lifting his up his head so that they had full eye contact. Luke glared coldly up at him. He released the boy and returned to lean on his desk.
"The purpose of this session is not to punish you," Josh explained. "If I were to punish you for everything you've done, we'd be here all day and your backside would be so sore that you wouldn't be able to sit down for a month. I'm not really interested in punishing you, even though I believe you do deserve it. What I am interested in is getting to you to change. I want you to start respecting other people and respecting yourself. You're a bright kid; you must be, considering everything you've been involved in. If you could channel some of that intelligence and ingenuity into good things instead on bad, you could achieve almost anything you want." The SDO gave a short, almost bitter laugh. "I know that I'm wasting my time saying all of that; you've heard it all before. So my approach is going to be different. From know on, breaking the rules is going to have consequences. What I'm going to do today is give you just a very small taste of what those consequences will be." He paused and smiled. Then, suddenly, he removed the smile from his face. "Get your hands up behind your head," he shouted.
Luke took a step backwards, taken by surprise by the unexpected verbal assault. But he quickly recovered. "Screw you," he snapped. Even before the words were out of his mouth, Colin had grabbed his wrists from behind, yanking them away from his groin and dragging them up over his head. The young teen started to struggle and squirm, but it did him no good.
"Stand still," Josh barked. "Every time you fight, you make things worse for yourself. Now get those hands behind your head and stand with you legs apart. Let's have a proper look at you."
Luke's body was slim and except for a few thin curls around the base of his dick, he was completely smooth. His slimness was emphasised by the fact that he stood with his arms stretched upwards, over his head. Josh let his eyes travel lower, taking in the boy's groin. Luke's penis appeared small and shrivelled, probably as a result of the fear that the boy was undoubtedly feeling, and his balls were pulled up tightly in their wrinkled sac. Obviously acutely uncomfortable with the attention that his groin was receiving, the youngster twisted his hips to try to hide himself. The action caused the SDO to grin.
"Do you find it embarrassing having people seeing you naked?" Josh asked. "Well you'd better get used to it, because this is just the start. We're going to be having a really close look at you today. He stepped closer, touching the boy's chest with his fingers. He could feel Luke's heart pounding with fear, though this fear was not reflected in the boy's eyes, which glared coldly. "Anyone ever touch your dick?" Josh asked. "Do you ever play around with any of those friends of yours?"
Luke grimaced. "He's the queer, not me," he spat, nodding towards Michael who had moved around to the front so that he had a better view of his brother's body. Michael's face flushed at the comment.
"So you've never done anything with any of your friends, then?" Josh asked. "I bet you've had a good look at them in the showers though." He stroked across one of the boy's small, flat nipples with his fingertips.
"Get your hands off me," said Luke, fiercely, trying to twist away.
"Being touched is something else you're going to have to get used to," said Josh, moving his hand lower onto the boy's stomach. "Unless, of course, you change your behaviour. If you don't want people seeing you naked and being able to touch you anywhere they like, then all you have to do is to start to follow the rules and stop getting into trouble. From now on, each time you step out of line, you will be sent here to see me. And each time you are sent here, things will get a little bit worse for you. You will always have to be naked, but there are all sorts of other things that can happen to you. I can touch you anywhere, and play with your dick until you get hard – anyone ever see you hard? No? I thought not. I could even keep rubbing you until you cum. Or I could force you to jack off in front of me and anyone else who happened to be here. I might decide to put you over my knee and spank you; imagine how it would feel to be spanked naked in front of your friends. And those are just the more basic things. There are lots of other even more unpleasant and embarrassing things than those waiting for you.
Some of the colour had gone from Luke's face as he listened to what might be in store for him. "You can't do anything like that to me," he snarled. "They won't let you?"
"I can do almost anything I want with you," said Josh. To make his point, he moved his hand even lower, brushing through the thin, stray pubes and taking the boy's soft cock between his thumb and index finger.
Luke's eyes widened. "Get your fucking hands off me," he cried. He gave a sudden twist and succeeded in yanking one arm free from Colin's grasp, using this to throw a wild punch towards the SDO's face.
"Whoa!" Josh leaped back, the blow barely missing him. He caught hold of the boy's flailing wrist. "You've no idea how lucky you are that that didn't make contact. If it had, you really would have been in trouble." He gave the boy's arm back to a red-faced Colin
"Sorry, Josh," the prefect apologised. "He took me by surprise."
"Don't worry about it," said Josh, with a short laugh. "It was my own fault for assuming that this little idiot would see sense and know when he was beaten."
"Fuck you," Luke snarled.
"I guess I'm going to have to show you that I really do mean business," Josh sighed, shaking his head. He crossed to his desk, and opening a drawer, he took out a pair of padded leather wrist cuffs which he held up for boy to see.
"What're you going to do with those?" Luke asked, the aggression leaving his face to be replaced by a worried, apprehensive look.
"That all depends on you," Josh replied. "You can either be a good boy and accept what's coming to you, or you can continue to be stupid, in which case I'll put these on you and fasten your hands together so that you can't struggle so much. You've already earned yourself some extra punishment for that last little outburst. The more you fight, the worse things are going to be."
Luke continued to stare at the leather restraints for a moment and then he dropped his eyes. "It's not fair," he grumbled, miserably.
"The way you've been behaving towards your mother and your teachers has not been fair," Josh pointed out. "It's not fair what you've been doing to those younger boys. If you make just one more show of resistance, I'll put cuffs on both your wrists and ankles and fasten you up, naked, in one of the main school corridors. You'll stay there all day and everyone who passes will get a good look at you."
"You can't that do that," Luke gasped, now looking totally horrified.
"Try me," said Josh. Luke was actually correct, the SDO couldn't do that. Not yet anyway. A degree of enforced public nudity was one of the possible options that was being considered as a means of dealing with the more persistent offenders, but it wasn't at present an option. However, Luke didn't know that.
Satisfied that Luke at last appeared reasonably cowed, Josh dropped the leather cuffs down onto his desk. He couldn't help noticing that Michael was staring at the restraints with a strange expression on his face. The sixteen-year-old noticed Josh looking at him and quickly looked away, blushing deeply.
"I think you can let him go now," Josh told Colin. "He knows what's in store for him if he tries any more of his nonsense."
Colin gratefully released the youngster's arms, briefly massaging his own shoulders, which must have been aching from the strain of holding the boy's wrists above his head.
"Right, you, up on the couch," the SDO ordered the naked thirteen-year-old. Against one of the walls stood a raised, leather-covered couch, similar to what would be found in a doctor's office. "I want you up there resting on your elbows and knees.
"What are you going to do?" Luke asked fearfully, looking back over his shoulder at the SDO as he pulled himself up onto the couch. The boy's former belligerence appeared to have deserted him and he now appeared close to tears.
"You'll find out. Just do as you're told," said Josh. He wasn't fooled. He knew that if he eased up on the young teen at this stage, Luke would be back to his old self almost before he got out of the door. "Get your head and shoulders down and keep your backside up in the air. That's it. Knee's further apart." With a fair amount of prodding and prompting, he moved the boy into the correct position. Satisfied, he placed one hand in the small of Luke's back and with the other he massaged and squeezed the boy's tight arse cheeks. Luke made a sound like a soft sob, which turned to a squeal of pained surprise as Josh suddenly pulled his hand back and slapped it smartly across the youngster's exposed rear.
"Argh! That hurts," Luke cried out, squirming to move out of the way of further blows.
"Keep still," Josh ordered, coldly. "I wouldn't have been doing this today if you hadn't taken that swing at me. Lucky for you that I got out of the way, or you would be getting the paddle and not my hand." He gave the boy's arse another stinging slap. After several more slaps, Luke was sobbing and begging for the man to stop, and Josh decided he had made his point. "That will do for this time," he said. "But if I have to do this to you again, it will be much worse." He quickly examined the boy's arse, which was a little red, but that would fade very quickly. The whole ordeal could have been no more than mildly painful, yet given the extent of his sobbing, it was apparent that Luke was far better at dishing it out than he was at taking it. "Get yourself up onto your knees, facing forwards. Keep your knees wide apart and your hands behind your back.
With tears wet on his face, the boy moved to obey, until he was kneeling on the edge of the couch, looking extremely sorry for himself.
"You've had a taste of how painful things can be, now you're going to see how humiliating they can be. Michael, Colin and myself are going to have a really good look at you, and you had better not move or you'll quickly find yourself back down with your backside in the air." The SDO beckoned for Michael and Colin to move closer until the three of them were standing directly in front of the kneeling, naked youngster.
"Not much pubic hair for a thirteen-year-old," Josh observed, tweaking at the sparse curly hairs. "How would you like to lose these completely?"
"No. Please," Luke sobbed.
"You'd better make sure you don't get sent to me again then," said Josh. Shaving boys was a fairly standard punishment, though it wasn't effective in every case since some teens appeared not to be bothered by the prospect. He moved lower, lifting the boy's soft penis and letting it rest on his fingers. "Do you jack off?" he asked.
Luke didn't answer, though he looked shocked to be asked the question and his face reddened.
"I asked you if you jack off," Josh repeated, his voice carrying a hint or warning.
"Sometimes," Luke muttered, his voice little more than a whisper.
"When was the last time?" The SDO took a firmer grip on the boy's penis and gently but firmly eased back the foreskin, bringing the pink head into view. He ran his thumb across the slit, causing the boy to shudder.
"This morning," Luke replied, an anguished look on his face.
"You ever jack off with your friends?" Josh asked, letting go of the boy's dick and turning his attention to his balls, resting them on his palm before squeezing them gently in their tight sac.
"No," Luke answered, his eyes on the hand that was caressing his privates.
Josh fondled the blushing boy silently for a few moments and then, pulling his hand away, he looked first at Colin and then at Michael who stood on either side of him. Both boys had their attention entirely focussed on the naked thirteen-year-old. Josh smiled silently to himself. Colin was supposed to be completely straight, and even had a long-term girlfriend, yet his eyes seemed to be glued to Luke's exposed groin, and Josh was would happily have put money on the fact that at this moment the prefect was sporting an erection. Michael, on the other hand, was openly gay, even if he wasn't yet completely at ease with his sexuality, but in spite of this, of the two, he looked by far the most uncomfortable; it was as though he wanted to look at his brother's body, but didn't think that he should be looking.
The SDO had had an idea about the direction he would like the next stage of Luke's punishment to take, but it would require the cooperation of at least one of the two older boys and he wasn't sure how either one was going to react to what he was about to ask of them. There was only one way to find out. "Don't you dare move from that position," he told Luke, before indicating to the other boys to follow him. He crossed to the other side of the room, keeping his eyes on Luke, who watched him worriedly.
"I would like your help with this next bit," he whispered to the two teens, who leaned in close so that they could hear. "Of course, you don't have to do it if you really don't want to. I'd like you both to play with his dick and balls until he gets hard."
Two pairs of eyes widened as they looked at the SDO in complete shock. "You mean you want us to touch his dick?" Colin gasped.
"That's the idea," said Josh. "As I said, the objective is to get him hard. You can touch him anywhere you like, but obviously you're going to have to concentrate on his privates. The only place that's out of bounds is his arsehole."
Colin pulled a face. "I wouldn't want to touch his arsehole anyway." Then he reddened as he realised what could be implied from what he'd just said. "I don't really want to touch him anywhere else," he added quickly.
Michael wore a pained expression. He glanced around at his brother, who still knelt on the table, his body on display. "I don't know," he muttered softly.
"It's completely up to you," said Josh. "Though I would appreciate your help. And I'm not planning on this first session appearing in the public logs, so if you do agree to help, no one will know about it except us. Your reputation is safe," he smiled at Colin.
Michael's hands clenched and unclenched at his sides as he wrestled with the notion. He swallowed visibly and then looked up at Colin. "I'll do it if you will," he said.
Colin hesitated a moment and then a grin split his face. "OK, let's go for it," he said.
"Good, thanks guys," said Josh. He led the way back over to the couch.
Luke's tears had stopped, and he watched the three approach with a nervous scowl on his face. There was still a trace of defiance in his young eyes.
"I'm still not convinced that you realise how bad things might get if you continue to misbehave," Josh told the boy. "So you're about to find out what it feels like to have to let other boys touch you and not be able to do anything about it."
"No way!" Luke exclaimed as Josh's words sank in. "They're not touching me." He started to draw back.
"Don't move," Josh snapped. "If you move from there, your backside will be so sore that you won't be able to sit on it for the rest of the day. If you make any attempt to stop Colin or Michael touching you anywhere they like, I'll put those wrist straps on you and fasten you to the couch. Then when we've done with you in here, I'll fasten up naked outside."
Luke looked horrified. He sat shaking his head, his mouth hanging open but no words coming out.
"OK, boys, he's all yours," said Josh. "Get his dick nice and hard. Let's see him with an erection." He stepped back, out of the way.
Colin and Michael looked at each other, both apparently nervous about what they were being asked to do. After a moment, Colin gave a shrug and put out his hand, resting it lightly on Luke's inner thigh. Luke flinched at the touch, a soft whine escaping from between his clenched lips. With a short, nervous laugh, Colin extended his trembling fingers and stroked them along Luke's penis, then rolled the soft organ between his fingertips.
"Bastards!" Luke muttered, his eyes flashing with suppressed anger. "Bastards."
The boy's anger seemed to give Colin confidence. The prefect had a look of absorbed concentration on his face as he continued to massage Luke's dick in one hand while he took hold of the boy's balls with the other. Following Colin's example, Michael began to stroke his hand across his brother's smooth chest, then down the boy's stomach to replace Colin's hand on the soft dick.
"I'm going to make you sorry," Luke snarled at his older brother. "Dirty fucking queer. Argh!" The exclamation of pain brought the insults to an end.
Josh hid a smile. Michael obviously didn't appreciate the name calling and this would be a good lesson to Luke that it wasn't a very good idea to insult someone when they held your balls in their hand.
The older teens gradually became more confident and before long, two pairs of hands were travelling freely over Luke's chest, stomach, cock and balls, concentrating mainly on the boy's genital area. Luke's cock was pulled, stroked and massaged, and eventually started to respond to the attention. Throughout all of this the thirteen-year-old wore a look of horrified disbelief.
Once he was sure that the boy was fully hard, Josh brought the fondling and stroking to an end. Colin looked strangely disappointed as he was asked to move back, and he gave Luke's cock a final stroke as if reluctant to let go.
"Not very impressive, is it?" said Josh his eyes on the boy's erection. "Even at thirteen I would have expected a bigger one than that." His words were intended purely to humiliate and judging by the hot glow of Luke's face, they worked perfectly. "Think about how it feels to have to sit there and let people see you hard," Josh continued. "Because the way you are going, lots more people are going to be seeing you like that." He put out his hand and ran his fingers up the hard shaft, all the way from base to tip, causing it to twitch. Luke gave a soft whimper.
"I think we've just about done for today," Josh announced. "So we'll finish off properly by having you put on a show for us. I want you to show us how you jack off. I want to see you cum – I assume you can cum? If not, we'll settle for a dry orgasm."
Luke gaped and then began shaking his head, frantically. "I can't do that. Not with you watching. Please don't make me do that," he begged, for the first time looking completely beaten.
"Just get on with it," Josh insisted.
"I can't," said Luke, miserably. There were tears in the boy's eyes.
"You want Michael to do it for you?"
"What? No way." The boy looked close to panic and the tears had now started running down his cheeks.
"Then get on and do it yourself." Josh was starting to feel a little sorry for the youngster, but he knew that a show of weakness now could undo any progress they had made. "Do it."
Tearfully, Luke dropped his eyes and wrapped his fingers around his stiff shaft. He started to stroke it, almost hesitantly at first, but his grip becoming firmer as he went along. The sobs quickly died away as the boy realised that he really didn't have any alternative. Though his shame at what he was being forced to do ensured that he kept his gaze downcast.
Josh watched, trying to ignore the twitching of his own cock. The thirteen-year-old was an extremely cute, and though the SDO would never have even contemplated any sort of sexual contact with a boy of that age outside of his working environment, he could not deny that watching this youngster masturbate was incredibly erotic. It was obvious from the rapt attention that Colin and Michael were giving to the scene, that they felt exactly the same way. In fact, Colin was going so far as to absently rub his hand across a large bulge in the front of his trousers, causing Josh to wonder just how "straight" this eighteen-year-old really was.
As the minutes passed, Luke's breathing became heavier and his hand began to travel faster, his slim shaft gripped firmly between his thumb and his first two fingers. The boy's foreskin slid smoothly up and down, alternately exposing and recovering the dark-pink head. His ball-sac, quite tight to begin with, appeared to have drawn up even further, looking like a small, round mound beneath his straining cock. Luke gave a trembling groan and a shudder passed through his young body. He continued to pump erratically at his hard dick for a moment, as drops of thin, sticky fluid dribbled from the end, and then with a shuddering sigh, he released the twitching organ and ashamedly raised his eyes.
"Move your hand out of the way and lean back so that we can see your sticky cock," Josh ordered.
Wearing a look of complete defeat, Luke did as instructed. He held his right hand slightly away from his body, his fingers glistening with his watery cum.
Josh brushed his fingers lightly over the boy's tight balls before gripping the spent shaft around the base and stroking firmly upwards, milking out the last drops of the teenager's cum. He pulled the skin back and ran a fingertip all the way around the now extremely sensitive head, causing the boy to gasp, and then wiped the stickiness upwards over Luke's torso and onto his chest.
"I think you've suffered enough for today," said Josh. "What happens in the future is completely in your own hands. Stop getting into trouble and there is no need for you ever to go through anything like this again. But carry on as you are, and there's much worse in store for you than what we've done today. You might think at the moment that it couldn't possibly be any worse, but you'd be wrong. I'll be keeping a very close eye on you from now on. And don't think you can avoid me by skipping school; I'll be checking every day to make sure that you're here. If you aren't, I'll have you found and brought in, and the consequences of that will not be pleasant. Now get yourself dressed and get back to your class."
Silently, Luke eased his legs out from underneath himself and slid to the floor. His erection was starting to sag, causing his penis to point straight out in front of him rather than upwards, and it bobbed from side to side with each movement. He looked at his sticky hand, then looked around for something to wipe it on.
"Wipe it on your chest," Josh instructed. "Go on, you heard me."
Pulling a face, the boy did as instructed, smearing the drops of fluid across his upper body.
"Alright, now get dressed," said Josh. He watched silently as the boy pulled on his clothes, forced to put them on over his cum smeared body.
It only took a couple of minutes for Luke to dress. He stood looking down at his feet awaiting instructions, a very different figure from the one who had entered a short time earlier.
Josh had a one more instruction for him. "Before you go, I want you to shake hands with Colin and Michael, and thank them for helping you." This was the final humiliation.
Luke looked unhappily at Josh for a moment and then with a sigh he approached Colin and shook the prefect's hand. "Thank you," he said, his voice barely audible. Repeating this with his brother seemed to take a lot more effort, and the "thanks" was, if anything, even softer.
"Alright, you can go. And for your sake, I hope I don't have to send for you again."
His head down, Luke walked slowly to the door. He didn't look back before going out.
"Thanks for your help, guys," Josh told the two older teens. "You'd better get back to lessons, Michael. But let me know straight away if Luke gives you any trouble a home as a result of what happened today.
Michael nodded and departed, leaving Josh with Colin.
"I suppose I'd better be going as well," said Colin, with a grin.
"OK, and thanks again for your help," said Josh.
"No problem. It was sort of... interesting."
"Yes, I couldn't help noticing that you were enjoying yourself," Josh laughed, giving a nobvious nod in the direction of Colin's groin.
Colin blushed.
"Don't worry," said Josh, with smile. "It happens to all of us."
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