Seth's High School Humiliation
Part 21: The Fever
Seth didn’t last much longer at school on that Wednesday. The seat of his pants kept sticking to walls and lockers as he leaned up against them, and at one point he full-on mooned a girl in his shop class when he went to get out of his chair, almost climbing out of his pants in the process. By lunch time the boy also had a splitting headache, so he decided to call it a day and left school early, checking out from the office as ‘ill’. He drove home and let himself in, pulling his shirt off on the way to his room. Overcome with exhaustion, he collapsed onto his bed.
Seth collapsing on his bed in exhaustion. Image generated by AI.
Before Seth knew what was happening, he was dreaming. It was ‘beach day’ of spirit week. Seth was dressed in his favorite blue swim trunks and Sara was wearing a tiny, tight-fitting red bathing suit. Seth imagined embracing her, running his hands over her breasts and then down to her hips. His hands wrapped around her, cupping her cheeks as he leaned in for a kiss. And then, as he looked over his shoulder, Seth saw Clementine. She was wearing a skimpy golden two-piece, smiling and waving at him. Seth walked toward her, leaving Sara behind him, but as he got closer to Clementine, the bikini got smaller. By the time he reached her, there was nothing left. She was standing naked, just smiling at Seth.
“Why aren’t you wearing anything?” Seth heard himself ask in the dream.
The girl spoke, but her usual seductive voice was replaced with another familiar one. Who’s was it? Seth couldn’t determine, but it was incredibly sexy to him somehow. “Because it’s beach day.”
“I though on beach day we wear swimsuits,” Seth said, reaching out and stroking the girl’s left nipple. As he touched her, he felt a shock of horniness course through him.
“I prefer going to nude beaches,” Clementine whispered in her different voice. “Apparently, so do you.”
Seth looked down and his blue trunks had vanished! He was standing naked, his dick sticking straight up on full display, and twitching. He looked around and saw hundreds of students staring in shock. Rowan was right at the front.
“Look at Seth!” He laughed and shouted, “Take cover! He’s going to shoot!”
Then everyone was pointing and laughing, as Seth tried to shield his dick from the onlookers. He glanced back at Clementine, but she was once again dressed in her bathing suit, putting all the attention on him. Seth turned toward Sara who was shaking her head with a look of disappointment. Seth couldn’t take it all anymore. He should be overcome with humiliation, but instead he was horny beyond belief. He began to shoot, with wave after wave of pleasure running through his entire body, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
“Phase two, Mr. Zinck,” Clementine said smiling, and Seth suddenly realized who the sexy voice belonged to. He came even harder, and opened his eyes.
“Fuck!” Seth shouted as he woke, feeling the dampness in his pants. He was laying atop his bed where he had passed out, but it was dark outside now. Looking down he saw that without boxers, his sweats had fully absorbed his spunk, making a mess of the light gray material, darkening it with the sticky explosion. Seth tried to get up, but his pants were stuck to his blanket. He had never changed when he got home from school.
Instead of fighting to free the pants from the blanket, he just pushed them down and off, leaving the blanket and pants in a bundle on the foot of his bed. He was naked now, and still a bit hard, and decided to think through what had just happened. He’d been wearing a swimsuit, and Mrs. Masters was there… the dream was fading fast, but he knew it had been one of the hottest dreams he’d had in a long time. He hadn’t even had a wet dream since he was 14.
Seth fell back asleep, sprawled out and completely nude.
“Seth, wake up or you’ll be late!” Mr. Zinck attempted to knock loudly on Seth’s door, but it wasn’t latched. It opened widely with the first knock and he saw his oldest son, completely undressed, legs spread wide across his bed.
The man laughed to himself. The boy was typically more modest than this. He had been ever since he turned twelve or thirteen and began to notice changes below the waist. In any case, the boy had to wake up. Mr. Zinck approached Seth and began to shake his shoulder.
Seth opened his eyes groggily seeing his dad, but it didn’t take him long to remember he was completely naked. The boy’s hands flew to cover his crotch as he rolled away from his father. “Dad! I’m up! I’m up! Go away!”
“Alright, buddy, but you should at least make sure your door is closed if you’re going to sleep like that. Your mom and brother live here too you know.” The man chuckled, exiting the room.
Seth pulled himself out of bed, realizing the headache from yesterday had returned with a vengeance. He could hardly make it to his dresser where he pulled on another pair of grey sweatpants, before collapsing back into his bed. His father was back in his room in no time.
“Seth, I really mean it…”
“Dad I can’t go to school today. I’m sick,” Seth said.
Mr. Zinck checked the boy’s head with the back of his hand. “You are warm. You probably have a slight fever. I’ll call the school and let them know.” He turned to his son with an afterthought. “Your mother just got home from her overnight and will be sleeping all day, so make sure to keep it down.”
“Dad don’t worry. I’ll be staying in bed all day.”
It was mid-morning by the time Seth realized the day of the week. He cursed himself realizing that he was missing a nurse club meeting. Obviously, he didn’t want to be there, but he knew Mrs. Masters would think he had purposely skipped out. He groaned, thinking of the consequences he would have to face later. Would the boy be spanked in front of his basketball team? Would he be made to use another one of Emmett’s toys? Would the girls take turns fucking him in the ass with a strap on?
This last thought made his dick lurch into a semi-hard state, and he wondered why. He wasn’t gay in the slightest, so it was weird to him that his dick was responding. Then he remembered his prostate, and how good it felt whenever someone poked at it or rubbed it. He wondered if he could find the spot himself.
Thinking he had all the time in the world, the boy arched his back, raising his butt from his bed, slicked up his finger with his saliva and pushed it into his backside slowly. The girls and Rowan weren’t joking when they said he was tight. His anus felt far tighter than Sara’s pussy. As he felt around with his finger for the magic spot, Seth had a newfound appreciation for butts. He wondered if Sara would let him…
His bedroom door opened, and Seth pulled his finger out quickly. Too quickly. He gasped and swore loudly as his butthole was left tingling and stinging. As he rolled over, he was praying that his mother had not just walked in the room. This made him almost relieved to see Joseph, framed in his doorway, with Clementine and Marcy just behind.
The three entered quietly and closed the door behind them. Clementine was smiling at Seth, as if to remind him the three had just busted him probing himself with a finger.
“What- why are you here?” Seth stuttered.
Marcy took the lead as usual. “We’re your nurses and you’re sick. When Mrs. Masters heard, she sent those of us who could get out of class here right away. Lyndsey and Eva have an important test, but we will catch them up with everything later.”
“It’s just a fever,” Seth complained. “I’m sure it will go away by tonight.”
“I hope so,” Marcy replied. “You have a make-up session with us tomorrow at lunch.”
Seth’s semi-final game was after school tomorrow and there was a chance the scouts from Redwood College would be there, evaluating him for a scholarship. He had been hoping to get some practice in during the lunch period. The boy groaned. “Really?”
“Yes, really. Mrs. Masters says she made it clear how many sessions you’d need with us to graduate, so any missed ones will require make-up days.”
“Why is he here?” Seth asked, nodding at his brother.
“Well, he’s with us, of course. You can’t really expect Mrs. Masters to allow someone to enter your house unescorted, can you? He’ll just be observing anyway.” Seth thought about it and decided the girls were right.
“Let’s get to your health,” Marcy said quickly, unzipping her backpack. She pulled out a thermometer and a probe tip. “I saw you were already loosening yourself up in anticipation of us, so let’s start there, shall we?”
Seth groaned again as the girl violated his backside, knowing this wasn’t going to be the ordinary check-up. “Looks like a small fever,” Marcy verified. She looked at Clementine. “I think we need to bring his temperature down.”
Before Seth knew it, he was coerced into the bathroom and a cool bath was being run. Joseph sat on the toilet quietly while each girl propped themselves on opposite sides of the edge of the bathtub. Seth was instructed to strip down and enter the bath, which he did, mostly because he knew if he could just get through this, the girls would probably leave.
“It’s cold!” The boy gasped as his toes touched the water.
“It’s cool,” Marcy corrected. “It just feels cold because your fever is making you hot. Come now, get in fully.”
It took a lot of effort, but Seth was eventually in, shivering slightly at the temperature as Clementine reached for the body wash.
“I can do that myself,” Seth offered, but the pretty girl ignored him, pouring it directly on her hands and beginning to massage the boy’s neck. Seth couldn’t deny that it felt good, and despite the cold water that should be shrinking his dick, he felt growth.
“Good to see some things are still in working order,” Marcy smiled, as she began to help her friend. Soon, Seth had four warm hands navigating his body in and out of the water and he’d mostly forgotten about the temperature.
“Jerk off,” commanded a voice behind the girls, and everyone looked at Joseph.
“What?” Seth said, stunned.
The boy cleared his throat. “You have to be seen jerking off at least once a day, and you’re sick, so it might as well be right now.”
Seth felt conflicted, preferring to just jerk off alone, but of course what his brother was saying made sense. He would have to jerk off for an audience now or later, and later would make it more awkward for him and his brother. He began to stroke himself slowly.
“Your sperm results came back this morning,” Marcy decided to share. “You know, the confirmation sample you did with Mrs. Masters?”
“Okay,” Seth said, not sure where this was going. He was jerking his dick fast now, his fist splashing against the water and making a significant amount of noise.
“Seth!?” called a voice outside the washroom, and everyone froze. “Your father said you stayed home. Are you taking a bath?”
“Yes mom!” Seth called back. “I’m just trying to lower my fever.”
“Alright, I’m just getting some water and then I’m going back to bed. Do you have someone over? I thought I heard voices.”
Seth looked at the two girls and his brother in his room, putting a finger to his lips. “No, mom! I was watching YouTube videos though, so that’s probably what you heard.”
“Oh, okay. Well, feel better sweetie.” The group listened to the footsteps disappear downstairs to the kitchen, and then back to the mother’s bedroom before Seth was able to finish jerking off. He was finally allowed to rinse the soap off his body and towel off, though he wasn’t provided with fresh clothes.
“Not wearing clothes until we leave will help you stay cool,” Clementine teased, walking behind the boy to get an eyeful as he streaked to his room.
“Okay, we’re almost finished for today,” Marcy noted, “But there are the results of your sperm to discuss.”
“What’s there to discuss?” Seth asked. “Are you about to tell me I can’t have kids or something.”
“Well, there is an anomaly,” Marcy said with a strange look on her face. Seth’s stomach dropped. What was she saying? “We thought it might have been a mistake in the first test, so we conducted the second test, and it showed up there too.”
“What’s wrong?” Seth asked, hoping she’d skip the sugar coating. He was bracing for impact.
“You just have a risk factor for some early onset conditions which could present by age 20. We were lucky to catch it very early.”
“Early onset? What?” Seth wasn’t understanding.
“It has a long name but it’s a disorder of the genetic impotence family. Anyway, we have an experimental treatment with a promising success rate.” Marcy pulled two clear pill bottles from her bag. The first was filled with tiny blue pills. “You’ve had this one before, but for this treatment to work, you will have to take one of these at 9 AM and one at 12 PM each day.”
“I can’t do that!” Seth protested. “I’ll be bricked at school all the time!”
Marcy ignored the boy, knowing that he would comply, and if he didn’t, that Mrs. Masters could force him too. “And then there’s this one, which you haven’t had yet.” Seth observed that the bottle had eggshell-colored oval white pills.
“What’s that one for?” Seth asked skeptically.
“You’ll take one of these each evening as they are slow-acting. They may increase your sex drive as a side effect, but the actual purpose of them is to repair the damaged cells in your testicles that cause the disorder we discovered. However, they can only work if you’re hard by the time they kick in, on the morning after you take one. That is why you'll be taking the other pill.”
Seth was concerned about his health and being able to have children, but taking strange pills daily on the word of inexperienced ninth graders did not seem to be a smart decision. Even with Marcy insisting that the pills had to start immediately, Seth could not bring himself to follow her directions. Finally, a phone call with Mrs. Masters, where he could verify all of the girls' claims, set the boy straight.
Marcy and Clementine shared a knowing look as they heard the boy replying with “yes ma'am,” and “no ma'am” to the school principal. There was nothing wrong with Seth’s sperm and both girls knew it. These pills, however, would allow for an escalation of fun and humiliation at the boy’s expense, and would be the catalyst to drive them closer to the implementation of phase three.
Part 22 - The Auditorium
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Author note: Please remember that you may picture the characters however you want, but I wanted to include an image that more or less depicts Seth as I imagine him. As always, I appreciate all your great feedback and messages.
You get what is in the text! Haha
The glue is only on the outside of the pants so not likely to stick to him, and unfortunately for him, his basketball clothes would be in the laundry after practice yesterday (which is probably for the better since he had a pretty uncontrollable problem at that time)
Also really like the AI photos, more of those please.