Kramer Academy

[Oopsydaisy]

Principal Carter sat nervously at her desk. The school year was not going well and she could ill afford for that to be the case.
There was no doubt in her mind that her assignment at this particular school was a test.
Succeed and she could be placed at one of the larger schools or possibly a position at the district office. Fail and she might end up as an assistant principal again.
She shuddered. That wasn’t going to happen!
Easy to say, but right now she was failing.

Kramer Academy was a pilot program. It was in essence a fifth year of High School. Actually it was just a semester. The plan was to take kids who had dropped out and kids who had been kicked out and give them one more chance to be High School graduates through an accelerated course without having to get a GED.
The hope was that all students would take this seriously. That meant there should be fewer discipline problems than at other schools and significantly better attendance than at other schools.

It wasn't working. Battle lines had been drawn. Black verses Hispanic, lower middle class verses even lower middle class. This was public school after all.
So there was fighting. Fighting meant discipline issues. Discipline issues meant absences and both these things made Principal Carter look bad.
The thinking was that with only five teachers and around 150 students, she should be able to fix any issues quickly. The fact that these students were all discipline problems was not taken into account by her superiors.

Right now, one of her teachers, Mr. Kelly was sitting down with two of the schools biggest problems, Chris Murphy and Maria Flores. Chris was Black and Maria was Hispanic.
The hope was to get these two to form a truce and somehow get others to follow their lead.
Principal Carter had little hope that this plan would succeed. They were both bright kids and would undoubtedly see through anything Mr. Kelly proposed.

Mr. Kelly had volunteered to play peacemaker. If he were to succeed, he knew he would have Principal Carter beholden to him and it wouldn’t hurt his career trajectory either.
Right now, however, he was failing miserably. Chris and Maria weren’t buying anything that he was doling out.
“So can we go?” Maria asked.
“No,” he said, “I am going to leave you two in here for twenty minutes and when I come back, you are going to tell me one thing that the two of you are going to do to make our school a more welcoming place.”
Mr. Kelly got up to leave and that’s when I walked in.
I was sort of an exception at this school. I was only here because I had too many absences due to my screwed up home life. I had good grades and had never had any discipline issues.

“Hi Kevin,” he said, what can I do for you?”
Um,” I said, “I just had a question about today’s assignment, but I can come back later.”
“No, no,” Mr. Kelly said, “I was just about to stretch my legs a bit. Wait for me out in the hall and we’ll talk.”
I walked out and he followed me to the door, but then turned and addressed the two students. “Would it be so hard for the two of you to be like Kevin?” He asked. “To work hard, to be thoughtful, decent.” He looked at their sullen faces for a minute and then pointed at them, “twenty minutes.”

As soon as he closed the door, Maria said in her best white boy impression, “um, I just had a question about today’s assignment.”
This cracked Chris up. He then chimed in with “but I can come back later.”

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Kelly was surprised to come back in the room and find Chris and Maria laughing.
“Well okay,” he said, “have you guys come up with something for me?”
“Yeah, we have,” Maria said. She stood up and slung her purse over her shoulder. “We’ve decided to make your boy Kevin’s life a living hell.” And with that she was out the door.
Chris was right behind her. “Later Teach,” he said, patting Mr. Kelly on the shoulder as he strolled out.
Mr. Kelly just stared after them.

The funny thing was, my life was already pretty hellish. I lived with my step mother and my two step sisters. Dad had split long ago and my birth mother even longer ago than that.
So I was step son and step brother and couldn’t wait to step right on out of their house.
Mom worked at Krogers as a cashier, my older sister Ella worked at a hair salon that aspired to also be a day spa and my other sister Ginny was between jobs. At nineteen, I was the baby.
They thought my desire to go to college was the dumbest thing they’d ever heard.
And that’s why I was at Kramer. I was hoping this extra semester would not only get me my diploma, but there was a chance that I could also snag a scholarship and room and board at the second rate school that was an hour down the road.

Had I heard Maria, I may well have scoffed.
“Do your worst,” I would have said, “it can’t be as bad as what I am already going through.”

Obviously, I lacked imagination.

[TeenFan]

I like everything except for the combining of First Person point of view (Kevin) with an omniscient point of view (showing what happens where
Kevin is not in the scene).

The basic premise of the story is awesome, and I do want to know what happens to Kevin.

[Oopsydaisy]

I wrestled with that a bit. Thanks for the input. Always appreciated.

[Oopsydaisy]

The next morning.

Of course, I didn’t know anything about what Maria had said, so I assumed that today would be just another boring day at school. As I walked in, the first thing I noticed was that I was no longer invisible. Being a white kid in a school that mostly isn’t, had afforded me the power to just go about my day and only interact with people when absolutely necessary.
But today, people were looking at me. Little groups would whisper as I approached and then there might be a chuckle or two after I passed by.
I checked my fly, twice.
As I headed towards my first class, I was stopped by Chris and a few of his buddies.
“Hey little man,” he called out, “we need to talk.”
“Oh,” I said, as if he was just confused or something, “I’m headed to class.”
Chris popped his head into Mrs. Jacob’s classroom and said, “Ms. Jacobs, Mr. Kelly needs to see Kevin and asked me to come get him.”
“Sure,” she said, sending us off with a dismissive wave.

So I followed him and his buddies down the hall, naively thinking we were going to see Mr. Kelly.
We weren’t.
We entered an empty classroom. I walked in and couldn’t help but notice that one of Chris’s buddies closed the door behind us and stood in front of it with his arms folded and a big goofy grin on his face.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
And with that, Chris went into a long explanation of how Mr. Kelly had put him and Maria in charge of improving school morale, and it was decided that I could really help out.
“Sure,” I said, relaxing a little bit, “anything you need.”
“Really,” Chris said, “anything?”
“Well, within reason,” I countered.
“Hmm,” he said, making a show of considering what I had just said.
“Would you consider, stripping off your clothes and running down the hall naked reasonable?”
Not yet sensing the danger, I laughed a little and said, “no I certainly would not.”
“Right,” he said, again feigning deep thought.
“Well, that’s a problem, because we’ve already set this up and a lot of people are counting on you.”
Me? A lot of people? I was having trouble taking this all in.
Chris laughed. “That’s right Kev, our first morale booster is you running through the hall naked as soon as this class is over.”
Me? A lot of people? This class? Wait, naked. Did he say naked!?
“Yeah,” he said, reading my thoughts, “in about 40 minutes.”
I looked at the door that was blocked and then at the bank of windows. None of them opened, so my only option would be to dive through one of them.
Chris and his buddies had correctly assumed that this was not a real option, so I was left with only one other option, begging.
But Chris cut me off immediately. “Kev, buddy, where is your school spirit?”
When I quit begging, he said, “okay, 30 minutes, why don’t you start taking all that off,” waving his arm from my head to my feet and back again.
“Are you kidding,?” I said, mustering what little bravado I had left, “I’m certainly not going to cooperate in my own humiliation!”
Chris walked over to me and placed one hand on my shoulder and making a fist with the other one, he drove it into my stomach.
I let out a little bit of air and bent forward, surprised that I really wasn’t in any pain.
“That was a tap,” he said, “to make a point. The next one will be ten times harder.
Your choice, take off your own clothes or we do it and you piss blood for a week.”
Put that way, I thought he made a lot of sense.
So I kicked off my shoes and then peeled off my socks. I took a deep breath and pulled my shirt over my head and placed it on the desk next to me. I already felt naked.
It was a strange almost out of body experience (I wish) as I undid my belt buckle, unsnapped my jeans and pulled the zipper down. Another deep breath and off the pants went.
Once I was down to my boxers, the begging and bargaining began again in earnest.
But Chris just slammed his fist into his palm, and I bent over and yanked off my last piece of clothing and with a shaking hand placed them on top of my jeans which were on top of my shirt which was on top of the desk. The desk was now fully clothed and I was completely naked.
One of Chris’s friends let out a laugh, and said “man it sucks to be white, as he stared at my crotch.”
I was too stunned by my predicament to let that even sink in.

20 more minutes.
So we stood there. Me still not quite accepting that this was happening, not so much feeling humiliated as awkward. Humiliation was to come.
I didn’t make eye contact with anyone. I started looking around the room, as if it was very important that I memorize every detail. The world map, the “hang in there” poster with the cute kitty draped over a clothes line, etc.

Five minutes later the classroom door banged into the back of the guy who was blocking it. He turned and peered around the door, laughed and opened it wider.
With that, two girls crashed in and spotted me immediately.
Chris laughed and addressed them. “Y’all just couldn’t wait could you?”

They laughed in return and one of them, Dolores, said, “nah, we had to see for real! And look at this! Oh my god, this is too funny. This is so cool!”
Then the other one, Tonia, said “what are you covering up your junk for? Everybody is going to see it in a few minutes.”
“Let’s see that butt,” Dolores demanded. When I didn’t readily oblige, she simply walked behind me. “Ooh,” she said, “it’s so cute! People are gonna love that ass.”
“Can I spank it?” She asked Chris.
“Ask him, not me,” Chris said.
“Can I spank it?” She asked me.
“No,” I said, stunned that I had a say in the matter.
And that worked, for all of about five seconds.
And then WHAP!
“C’mon Tonia, let’s take turns. Let’s get it nice and red for the big show. And they did. WHAP, WHAP, WHAP...

A few more minutes elapsed and then it was showtime. Chris looked at his watch then walked over and grabbed me by the back of my neck and guided me out the door and about halfway down the hall.
He had timed it well. Not half a minute later the bell rang and students poured out of three different doors.
It didn’t take long for me to be noticed. I was greeted by cheers, laughter and applause.
I turned to try and race back towards the room with my clothes, but I was quickly surrounded and jostled in the opposite direction.
I didn’t know where to look. If I stared into the crowd, I saw everyone staring back at me with huge smiles or if I didn’t see a smile it was because their hand was covering their mouth, but even then, I could see the laughter in their eyes.
If I looked down, I saw my bare feet and was reminded of my very naked state.
I saw Ms. Meadows come out to see what all the commotion was. Her eyes grew wide when they landed on my naked body. She started to call out to the crowd, but then thought better of it.
She wasn’t much older than we were, and probably correctly figured that she didn’t have the authority to put a stop to this. Besides, if I wasn’t mistaken, she seemed rather amused by what she was witnessing.
Mrs. Jacob’s door was closed and she probably couldn’t hear or chose to ignore the carnival happening on the other side of her door.
That left Mr. Kelly. He would surely stop this and as luck would have it, we were about to pass his room. His door was open and I could see him at his desk with head phones on.
Even so, I had to believe he could hear all of this. He did turn and for a brief second I thought we made eye contact, but then he looked back down at his desk.
Suddenly I was lifted up and carried down the hall mosh pit style and deposited outside. Students were holding the doors as I desperately tried to get back in. I ran from door to door, but there was always someone there blocking my reentry.
And then, the bell rang and miraculously the crowd dispersed and headed to their next class.
It was almost stranger to walk back down the empty halls completely naked. I passed classes full of students, and crossed paths with one or two late arrivals who stared at me as anyone would who came across a naked guy hunched over cupping his privates.
As for me, I was desperately trying to find the classroom with the cute kitty poster and my clothes!

[Jeepman89]

Awesome chapter for sure. Quite the experience for Kevin and the students in the hall as well.

[Blondie]

The desk was now fully clothed and I was completely naked.

Nice touch!

My first chance to read a story in awhile. I'm liking it, and am interested to see where it goes.

[Oopsydaisy]

Encore Performance

Later, when I confronted Mr. Kelly, he was all apologies. He hadn’t heard a thing. He hadn’t seen a thing.
He would see to it that Chris was punished, etc. etc.
He told me to go home early and he’d make sure everything was back to normal tomorrow.
So I did, I went home, stunned by what had happened but grateful that it was all over.


Principal Carter was irritated.
“This is not helpful,” she said to Kelly. “Fights, low attendance and now this! You need to fix this now!!”
Kelly smiled. “Hear me out. Did we have any fights today?”
“No,” she said warily.
“And you won’t tomorrow either, I bet and I’ll solve your attendance problem.”
“And how are you going to do that? What are you up to?”
“Well,” he said, “kids will show up tomorrow to see if there is a repeat performance.”
She started to interrupt and he quickly said, “There won’t be of course. Or the day after that or the day after that. And then, wham, out of the blue, some kind of repeat performance. Then more down time and then wham again. Pretty soon our kids will show up everyday just to make sure they don’t miss anything.”
“What about his crazy step mother? What do I do when she storms in here!?”
“First of all, I doubt he’ll tell her and if he does, I’m not sure she’ll care enough to complain. She has never shown up for a parent/teacher conference.”
“I don’t like it,” she said. “You need to shut this down now.”
“Just give me a few days. If you don’t see a major uptick in attendance I’ll shut it all down.”
She sighed. “This is nuts, I can’t believe we are even having this discussion.”
She surprised herself when the next words out of her mouth were, “If we are not at at least 80% attendance when I walk in tomorrow morning, this is done and I’ll be writing you up just to cover my ass!”
“No problem” he said.

Mr. Kelly walked out of her office feeling confident, Oh there would be well over 80%!
He may have misled Principal Carter a bit.
There was in fact going to be another episode tomorrow. Tomorrow was going to be Maria’s turn and word was spreading throughout the school. Everyone knew something was coming.
Everyone but me of course.

When I got home that afternoon, I was disappointed to find my mother there. I couldn’t keep track of her days off.
“What the hell are you doing home so early?”
I think she was embarrassed for me to catch her with a drink in her hands at 11:30 in the morning.
I told her that Mr. Kelly had let me leave.
She could tell that something was up and kept pushing me for answers.
And then I did something really stupid. I told her the truth.
As I laid it out for her, her reaction went from shock to a poorly disguised smile and then finally she laughed so hard she was almost crying.
As I trudged upstairs, she called out to me, “your sisters are gonna love this!”


The next morning at school it was certainly no great mystery why people were pointing at me and laughing as I walked by. The halls seemed a lot more crowded, but that was probably my imagination.
I went straight to Mr. Kelly’s room to make sure all was good. I assumed that Chris and his cronies had been expelled.
Mr. Kelly told me that it was not that simple. He said that Chris admitted to threatening me, but said that he did it because I had stolen his head phones. Chris said that I had volunteered to streak through the halls rather than face a beat down.
I started screaming that none of that was true!
“Well, it’s a he said/he said right now, so we’ll just have to sort it all out.”
“This is crazy,” I said. “I was forced to streak yesterday and you think it was my idea?!
God even my mother believed me when I told her.”
“Oh really, you told her? Is she upset?”
“No,” I sighed, “she thought it was hilarious.”
Mr Kelly was relieved to hear this and it reinforced in his mind that they were good to keep going.

Mrs. Carter had to admit, the halls were fuller than usual this morning and everyone seemed happy. She was bracing herself for a visit from Kevin’s mom, but if that didn’t happen, well,
she just might be won over by Mr. Kelly’s plan.


Mr. Kelly told me to go to my classes as usual and if I felt threatened in any way, I should come to him immediately.
Needless to say it was hard to concentrate. Mrs. Jacob’s class was a blur and then I had Ms. Meadow’s class right before lunch.
It was especially weird knowing that she had seen me naked the day before. When we locked eyes as I walked into class, I started to blush and she let out a little chuckle.
After everyone was in their seats, she turned to me and asked if I was okay.
“I’m sure you must be so embarrassed. Look how red you are!”
Someone called out, “gee I wasn’t here yesterday, did I miss something?”
This caused quite a bit of tittering in the room.
“Well,” Ms Meadows said, “sometimes we make poor decisions that can lead to embarrassing consequences , but hopefully Kevin has learned his lesson.”
WTF!? Again with this idea that I somehow instigated all this. I was starting to get a little freaked out.

At lunch people asked me when I was going to streak again. I assured them I would not, ever.
More than one person told me that they had heard I planned to do it again that very afternoon.
I was suitably worried enough by all this talk to find Mr. Kelly and get his advice.
He listened to what I had to say and agreed that there might be cause for alarm.
He took me down a little used hallway and we sat in a vacant classroom.
He told me to sit tight as he was going to discuss my current situation with the principal.
He knew some kids who could be trusted and was going to send them over to stand guard until he could return.

I tried to relax, but my heart was racing. I felt so vulnerable. Mr. Kelly’s plan did not seem particularly well thought out. Why hadn’t he simply taken me with him or put me with one of the other teachers? And what if he wasn’t back before the next bell? Should I go to class? I had missed it yesterday, it didn’t seem like a good idea to miss it again.
As I was contemplating all of this, the door to the classroom was cracked open and before I could see anyone, I heard a girl’s voice saying, “Kevy oh Kevy are you decent?” And then my heart sank as I heard laughter and saw Maria come in, followed by Tonia, Dolores and three other girls.
Maria looked at me and said, “young man, why are your clothes still on!? You know the bell is going to ring in like15 minutes.”
Once again, like yesterday, I was totally dumbstruck. Where were my protectors? Where was Mr. Kelly? Why was this happening?
The only difference today was my mind wasted no time thinking that this was maybe just a joke or that someone would put a stop to it. I knew immediately what was about to happen, I just didn’t know how we were going to get there. Was Maria going to threaten violence as well?
And that’s when they pulled out the scissors.

“Take your clothes off or we are going to cut them off,” Tonia said.
“And if we have to start cutting, there won’t be anything left for you to put on when this is over.”
I hesitated and Maria walked over and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and made a big cut.
“No,” I yelled. “I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”
And I did. In record time.
Once stripped, Maria came and stood right in front of me.
“Now baby, we want you to really enjoy yourself this time and we want everyone to know that you are enjoying yourself.”
“I don’t think that is possible.” I said.
“Of course it is.” she said.
“Maybe if you smiled more this time,” Maria suggested.
More!? I thought.
“C’mon baby, show us your best smile.”
I tried, I really tried, but panic won out.
Maria laughed. “Yeah, we need another idea.”
“Oh I know,” she said, “I know another way guys can show that they’re happy.”
The look of confusion and then terror on my face made them all laugh.
Maria then walked behind me and whispered in my ear, “c’mon baby, show my friends here how happy you are to see them.”
And while the other five girls looked on grinning, Maria ran one hand over my butt and the other over my chest, making light circular motions with her fingers as her hand drifted down, down, down.
I groaned as the inevitable happened.
Once erect, each girl gave me a quick stroke “for luck.”
Tonia then knelt down and tied a pink ribbon to the base of my shaft.

I was dragged out into the hall and walked right back to where I had been the day before.
And just like yesterday the bell rang and everyone poured out into the hall. Only today, there were a lot more people!
The laughter was slower to come this time. I think the erection with the pink bow gave everyone pause.
Someone yelled out “damn he really likes doing this.” The double entendre was not lost on anyone.
Then someone else grabbed hold of my penis and everyone “oohed.”
Another girl came up and said “bad boy” and whacked me across the ass. And then everyone was doing it. My ass turned bright red and was really starting to sting.
Then before I knew it, Ms. Meadows was taking a hold of my arm and dragging me towards her door.
“Not again Kevin,” she bellowed for the crowds benefit as she pulled me into her classroom and closed the door.
“What do you think you are doing young man?”
“ME!!??” I yelled. “You think this is my idea!?”
I turned my butt towards her so that she could see my inflamed cheeks. “You think this is my idea!?”
Then I thrust my erection towards her and said, “You think this is my idea!?”
She snorted out a little laugh and said “those cheeks are red.”
And then unbelievably she started to caress them. Ooh and they are hot to the touch.
Her touch made my erection twitch which made the ribbon feel even tighter. I tried to take it off, but Tonia had tied it in a knot and it was not budging.
“This is really starting to hurt I whined and I can’t get it off!”
“Here,” she said, “let me try,” and before I could scream out “NO,” her hands were on my already engorged penis.
As I feared, her touch made me even harder, making the ribbon even tighter.
“Ow, ow, ow,”I cried and started to hop around.
“Keep still,”she said and gave my left butt cheek yet another slap.
After a minute she said “well I can’t get it off either.”
“Can you just relax, so that it can, um, go down?”
“Relax?, Seriously?”
“Okay then, how about you just jack off?”
I just stared at her. “I, I can’t do that, here, in front of you.”
“Well I’m not leaving.” she said. “Just go stand over there with your back to me and I’ll turn and face the door.”
I sighed and turned and took a few steps. And then I tried, but it was no use. I was way to nervous and I could still hear all the noise from the hall.
I turned to tell her it wasn’t working only to discover that she had never turned around.
“Oh for god’s sake,” she said as she strode over to her desk. She opened a drawer, pulled out a tube of something and squirted whatever it was into her palm. As she rubbed her palms together, she came over to me, got down on one knee and grabbed hold of my penis and started stroking it. It was a crazy mixture of pleasure and pain, but I finally released my load all over the front of her desk. As I stood there wild eyed and panting, the ribbon fell to the floor.
I was just starting to catch my breath when the intercom in the room crackled to life.

It was Principal Carter.
“Ms. Meadows? Is Kevin in there with you?”
“Yes he is.”
“Well can you help him find his clothes and then bring him up to the office?”
“Yes ma’am, right away.”

“Well Kevin, you heard the lady, let’s go.”
As she reached for the door handle she smiled and asked me, “do you think anyone is still out there?”
Well of course they were. And the jeering started right up again.
“Not so happy now,” I heard.
I realized immediately that we were not heading towards my clothes.
“Hey,” I cried out, “we’re going the wrong way!”
Ms Meadows pinched my ear and dragged me along beside her.
“We’ll get them on the way back,” she shouted.”

As we walked into Ms Carters office past the gawking secretaries, Ms Carter yelled out,
“Ms. Meadows! Where are his clothes?”
“He wouldn’t tell me where he stashed them,” she said, “and I didn’t want to keep you waiting.”
“That’s not true!”I yelled.
“Quite young man and for God sake’s at least cover yourself!” Ms. Carter barked.
That’s when it hit me that I was standing naked in front of the principal, Mr Kelly, Ms. Meadows, Chris and Maria!
I cupped my privates and looked wildly around, catching Ms. Meadows giving Mr. Kelly a little wink.

Well I never stood a chance.

Chris repeated his story about the headphones and the streaking being my idea.
Mr. Kelly told Ms. Carter that he tried to talk some sense into me today obviously to no avail.
He said that I had promised not to do anything while he came up here to talk to her.
Maria said that she and some of her friends tried to stop me, but I pushed right through them, grabbing that ribbon right off of one girl’s head.
And finally, Ms. Meadows said that I had been bragging in class earlier about what I had done yesterday and that I intended to do it again. And when she had pulled me into her room, I had actually, and here she pretended that she couldn’t say the words out loud, so she just made the jerking off motion.
I tried to say that they were all lying, but I could see that I was getting nowhere.
“And is this a lie as well?” Ms. Carter asked, turning the monitor on her desk so that it faced all of us.
And there I was, on the security cam video, looking like I was dancing in the middle of a big crowd, naked and erect with a pretty pink ribbon.
So I was naked with five other people, watching them watch me prancing around naked.
It was somehow more embarrassing than the actual event.
It didn’t help that Maria and Ms. Meadows were having trouble suppressing big smiles.

As the video went to black right where Ms Meadows pulled me into her room, Mrs. Carter spoke again.
“Let me first make a few assumptions and you tell me if I am wrong on any of these.
One, you don’t want me to expel you.”
I nodded in agreement, stunned that this was even a possibility.
“Two, you don’t want to do anything that might interfere with your college/scholarship plans for next year.”
Again I nodded. I would do anything, anything to keep that from happening.
And even though I didn’t say that out loud, my lack of a poker face surely gave me away.
“And finally, I assume you would rather I not share any of this with your mother?”
(This last one she just threw in based on the information that Mr. Kelly had given her.)
“Definitely not,” and this one, I said out loud.

“So let me tell you how you are going to fix this Kevin,” Mrs. Carter said.
And to everyone’s surprise, she led with some truths.
“Your little escapades have actually been good for the school.
Morale is way up, as is attendance, albeit just for one day.
I need that to continue, so I need your antics to continue.”
“You want me to streak the halls everyday?” I asked.
“Oh no Kevin, it’s not that simple.
First of all, it can’t be everyday, I can’t have you becoming old news.
No, what you do and when you do it has to be totally unpredictable, so that students come to school everyday for fear they might miss something otherwise.
So rule number one is you show up everyday, no matter how humiliating the day before was for you.”

“Do you have some ideas about what you are going to do next?” she asked, perpetuating the myth that I was the instigator of all this.
Of course I didn’t, since I hadn’t planned the first two.
“No,” I replied.
“Okay, then rule number two. These two, she said pointing to Chris and Maria are your creative consultants. Run any ideas you have past them. And they are welcome to come up with their own ideas. As a matter of fact, you’ll do what they tell you when they tell you.”
The look of pure delight on Maria’s face made my stomach flip.

“Rule number three. These two, Kelly and Meadows are your new faculty advisers. You do anything they tell you to do as well. Understand?”
I nodded that I did.
“I need to hear it Kevin.”
I understand I said.
“Good, just follow those three simple rules and your future is bright.”

“As for you four, just one rule. This all stays on school grounds. Kevin is not to be harassed in any way off school property.”

I was dismissed and Maria volunteered to escort me back to my clothes.
“Oh my Kevin,” she said as we walked, “we are going to have so much fun. Are you excited Kevin? You don’t look too excited.” And then she whispered in my ear, just like she had done earlier, “make yourself exited Kev.”
“Oh no, please no,” I begged. There were still plenty of people in the halls staring at us.
“I can’t. Please. I can’t.”
“Don’t know until you try,” she purred.
And so I tried, cementing the thought in the onlookers eyes that I was into this.
But if they kept looking, they’d see that I wasn’t, because nothing was happening.
Maria just laughed as we entered the classroom. “Can’t get it up huh little man?”
We walked over to where my clothes lay on a table. Someone had taken my boxers and cut them so that they were just a waistband with jagged ribbons hanging down.
Maria held them up and laughed. Put these on she commanded.
Even though there was no longer a crotch, they still actually covered me pretty well.
She looked me over and then grabbed the scissors and snipped off every other ribbon leaving me much more exposed.
“That’s for disappointing me just now. See you Monday Kevin.”

[Oopsydaisy]

Let’s do Lunch

When I got home, I was greeted by my sister Ginny and her latest girlfriend Erin.
“How was school today?”Ginny asked. “Did you manage to keep your clothes on?”
“Ha ha,” I replied, making sure not to repeat my mistake from yesterday.
Mom had told both Ella and Ginny about my being stripped and their reaction had been the same as hers. No way I’d give them the satisfaction of hearing about what had happened today.
Instead, I went up to my room and laid down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling reliving the day. It was then that I remembered I still had on that stupid pair of ruined underwear.
I leapt out bed and removed my pants and looked down at myself. It looked like I was wearing some kind of obscene skirt.
I peeled them off and tossed them in my trashcan and replaced them with a clean, normal pair.
There, I thought, back to normal.

Later that night, Mom came storming into my room, screaming about me keeping secrets!
I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.
The screaming attracted both sisters and Erin who all piled into my room to see what all the commotion was about.
“You did it again,” she yelled!
“Did what!?”
“Streaked. But this time with a boner!”
“What!?” My sister’s both cried.
“I had to find out at work,” Mom said.
“How did you find out at work!?”
“One of the stock boys goes to your school. He was showing a video to all the cashiers. I go over to see what is so funny, and there you are!”
“Ooh I wanna see,”says Erin. “Did he send you a copy?”
“Did he what?,” Mom says.
“Never mind,” says Erin, “I’m sure that we can find it.”
“It’s hilarious,” Mom says.
“Then why are you so mad?” I ask.
“Because I had to find out second hand! From now on you come home and tell me...”
“All of us,” Ella chimed in.
“...All of us, exactly what happened,” Mom continued, “or you’ll be sorry.”
“What the hell is this?” Ginny asked, “pulling my shredded underwear out of the trash can.”
“Now see,” my mother said, “this is exactly what I am talking about. Those aren’t in the video, so obviously there is more stuff we don’t know about! You know what Kevin, we are going to go downstairs and get comfortable and then you are going to come down wearing these, grabbing my underwear from Ginny with her thumb and finger and flicking them in my face, and only these and tell us everything that happened today.
Erin and Ginny clapped as I screamed “No way!”
“Oh ‘way’ young man. You don’t contribute a dime to this house. My house, my rules.
If you want to quite school and get a job, fine, otherwise, we’ll see you downstairs!”

Well, I really didn’t have much choice. Much as I didn’t want to go to school, I had to go to school. No school, no college, no leaving this stupid house and this stupid town.

Maria would be so pleased if she knew what those extra snips were about to cost me.
I looked like an Indian in one of those old westerns. There was a strip of cloth that sort of covered my penis and balls. On the backside I was not so lucky. A strip draped over each butt cheek, leaving my crack fully exposed.

So I came downstairs where they had all arranged themselves, each with beer in hand, and invited me to stand in the center of the room and regale them with the story of my day.
I was too spooked to leave much out.
I told them about talking with Kelly. I told them about the girls coming into the classroom. I told them about the scissors. I explained about the erection, described the whole scene in the hallway. I started to skip over Meadows all together, but thought better of it.
They loved the whole bit about trying to untie the ribbon. I did lie and say we were finally successful in undoing the knot without mentioning my failed attempt to jack off or Ms. Meadow’s successful attempt at jacking me off.
And then I told them about the meeting in Principal Carter’s office. I left nothing out. I guess I felt it was important for them to understand that none of this was my idea, that I was indeed being blackmailed.
Any other family would be outraged. Mine of course, just thought it was hilarious.
And I finished off with Maria escorting me back to my clothes and the shredded underwear.
Mom, Ella and Ginny were laughing so hard by the time I finished, but Erin was staring at me with a thoughtful look in her eyes and a wry smile that unsettled me a bit.
Finally I was dismissed, but not before one last humiliation as I turned and exposed my bare butt to everyone as I climbed back up the stairs.


The next morning in the teacher’s lounge, Kelly and Meadows were filling Esposito in on what was happening. Being an ex coach, he was not particularly shocked. It all just seemed like so much hazing.
Meadows was regaling them with some, but not all of what had happened behind her closed door.
“It hurts, it hurts,” she called out laughing at the memory. “I told him to jack off and he actually tried, but he couldn’t do the deed.”
“Yeah,” Kelly said, “I ran into Maria after she escorted him back to his clothes and she tells a similar story.”
“He’s psyched out,” said Esposito.
“What?” Asked Meadows. “What do you mean?
“Psyched out. Like an athlete. He couldn’t do it once and now he’s convinced himself that he can’t do it.”
“You mean he can’t jerk off anymore,” Kelly asked.
“No, not exactly. He can jerk himself off if he is alone and I’m sure if Meadows here was to volunteer he would come like a howitzer, (and here she flipped him off), but in front of other people? Hell, a lot of people would have trouble with that in the best of circumstances.”
“Hmm,” Meadows mused. “We could have fun with that.”
Both men looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
Esposito continued. “Well, put him in a pressurized situation asap. Give him a carrot, like if you can jack off in front of me right now I’ll show you my tits.
For most guys that’s a win win, but if you’re already doubting yourself, well it just cements the fact that you won’t be able to do it.”
Meadows laughed. “Hey Kevin if you jerk off in front of me, I wont make you run naked down the hall again, but if you don’t and here she thought for a second, you’ll have to run down the hall and go to your next class naked.”
“Exactly,” Esposito said. “It shouldn’t be just you though. He might overcome that. Subconsciously he is already doubting himself. Make it a group of people, heckle him, tell him to hurry already, keep reminding him what’s at stake. He’ll fold every time.”

Later that day, Kelly and Meadows filled Chris and Maria in on their conversation with Esposito . They decided to give Kevin the next couple of days off. Ignore him in fact. Lull him into a false sense of calm and then pounce Thursday morning.



So Thursday I walked int school feeling pretty good. I was beginning to think all of the hoopla had already played itself out. What a relief. I was thinking how nice it was going to be to tell Mom and my sisters that it was over, when Maria sidled up besides me, hooked her arm in mine and said “Walk with me Kevin.”
My heart sank as we headed towards a classroom I knew all too well. Inside were the same group of girls from last time.
“We have good news for you Kevin. We have planned a lot of fun activities for you in the cafeteria today, but we are going to give you an opportunity to opt out.”
“Okay,” I said, warily.
“Yep, against my better judgement, we are offering you a get out of jail free card.
All you have to do is jack off for us right now and you get the rest of the day off.
Not only that, Tonia here has offered to let you see her luscious ta-tas if you succeed.”
“Um do I have a third choice?” I asked.
Maria’s face suddenly turned hard. “No, you don’t. And trust me, every second you waste, will make lunch that much more excruciating.”
She backed up a step and said, “let’s go hombre.”
“Okay,” I said, reaching for my belt, “I just have to try, right?”
Maria smiled, knowing that she had already won. “No, no baby. We need to see a fountain of cum or there is no deal.”
I felt ridiculous dropping my pants in front of these six girls all of them holding their phones up, but I had to try.
This time, I couldn’t even get hard.
“Can one of you help me?” I pleaded.
3 more minutes Maria shouted.
“Loser,” came at me from somebody else.
It was no use.
“Don’t be late for lunch,” Tonia called out as the girls spilled into the hallway, leaving me with my flaccid dick in my hand.


“Anybody know what they are having for lunch in the Cafeteria today?” Ms Meadows asked the class.
“Kevin, any idea? I’m thinking I might stop in today just to see what they are serving.”
This was Ms. Meadows way of letting anyone that hadn’t gotten the word that “Kevin” was what they would be serving for lunch today.

As the bell rang and everyone started filing out. I lagged behind. I’d go to lunch, I had no choice, but I certainly wasn’t going to get there any earlier than I had too.
Finally, it was just me and Ms. Meadows.
“Just couldn’t do the deed, huh? Even with so much at stake?”
Good God, I wondered, how did she already know about that!?
“Want to go for double or nothing,” she asked?
“Jerk off for me and I’ll get you out of lunch, but fail and you crawl down there naked with me kicking your sorry ass the whole way.”
I literally ran out of her class, and could still hear her laughing all the way at the other end of the hall.
And then I walked into the cafeteria.

A lot of heads turned and looked my way when I entered, but I wasn’t assaulted or pelted with rotten food, the first two things I had imagined as I headed to the cafeteria.
Not knowing what to do, I proceeded like everything was normal. I grabbed a tray and got in line.

Maria got in line behind me and I knew I was in trouble. I just focused on the food and asked for the meatloaf. The woman grabbed a plate and handed it to me.
I started to move further down the line, but Maria stopped me.
“How rude,” she said. “This nice lady gives you something and you can’t give her anything in return?”
I just looked at Maria confused and said, “I’ll pay down there, and pointed towards the cashier.”
“Yes, you will, but what about this nice lady? Why don’t you give her your shirt?”
After a little back and forth, I of course relented, peeled off my shirt and handed it to the woman.
What a transformation. This old woman in a hairnet, stooped over with a perpetual frown, suddenly stood a little straighter and beamed as she accepted my shirt.
This was nothing compared to the joy on the woman’s face who took my pants. My shoes and socks had already been traded for iced tea.
So there I stood in my underwear, deciding to forgo dessert.
It didn’t matter though. When I got to the cashier, a large woman who’s butt draped over either side of the stool she was sitting on, laughing so hard I had to wait for her to compose herself and ring me up.
My money was in my pants, and they were nowhere to be seen.
I explained this to her and she suddenly turned serious.
“No money, no food.”
“Fine I said, I’ve kinda lost my appetite anyway.”
“Well we can’t just put it back now, it’s yours!!”
I started to stutter out a response, when Maria came to my rescue…sorta.
“What if he get’s you the money by the end of lunch, but gives you a down payment now?”
Hmm, the woman said, what do you have in mind?
As I peeled off my underwear and handed them to her, her laughter shook her whole body again.

It was strange standing at a table with Maria and her friends. Yes, I had to stand because no way was my “skanky ass naked butt going to touch a chair.”
“Hurry up and finish” Maria said, “you need to earn enough money to pay for that lunch.”
And so I did. I would go up to people who had finished their lunch and offer to take there trays over to the cleaning station for tips. So there I was, running around the cafeteria naked, while “tips” were tossed into a hat placed on one of the tables. Pennies and nickels mostly, a dime if I was lucky.
And then Chris called out, “NAPKIN, I need a napkin.
I came running with one for him, which he ignored as he wiped his messy hands on my chest.
This got a big laugh from the room and suddenly lot’s of people needed napkins.
So I become a human napkin, which was bad enough, but then Tonia, shouts above all the others, “Quick, quick baby I need a napkin!” As I head over towards her, she has a big grin on her face as she licks each finger seductively, drawing “oohs” from the room.
Once I am standing in front of her, she smiles real big, enjoying all the attention and says, “I need a special napkin to dry these on and proceeds to grab my dick and give it a couple tugs with one hand and then the other.
After that, it’s a free for all. I am spanked, squirted with catsup, mustard and whatever else is handy. By the time the bell rings, I look like some kind of Jackson Pollock painting.
Everyone files out and I look around for the hat, but damn if someone hasn’t taken it.

“Where’s my money?” The cashier bellows at me. She appears mad, but she can’t quite hide a smile and her eyes give her away as well.
“If I can just have my pants,” I start but she cuts me off.
“And look at that floor! You are gonna need to clean up your mess.”
Hard to deny as even now a glob of catsup drips off my body onto the floor.
“C’mon she says, let’s get you cleaned up first.”
I follow her into the kitchen and three other ladies fall in line behind me.
Stand there she says and points to a corner of the supply area that has a couple of buckets on wheels with mops.
I wheel them out of the way and stand where they were and before I know it, she is spraying me down with a hose attachment.
At first it feels great, but then my balls take a direct hit. I let outa yelp and use my hands as a shield. She then aims for my face, so I turn, exposing my but which she hits with gusto, even taking a couple of steps forward.
“Dance baby dance,” one of the women calls out and I do in a fashion, much to their delight.
After my shower, I am directed to mop the floor. I ask for my clothes, but I am told that I will get them after, depending on the job I’ve done.

And so I mop, for an audience. About halfway through, Ms. Meadows comes walking in.
She sees me and lets out a little laugh, putting the cafeteria ladies at ease.
What do we have here, she asks.
“He made a mess and now he’s cleaning it up,” the cashier says.
“I see. And he’s naked because…?”
At this the cashier just smiles and shrugs and everyone laughs.
Ms. Meadows turns to leave, but then she crosses over to where I am and sidles up behind me.
She turns me so that I am facing the women and whispers into my ear, “you know, I bet if you put on a little show for them right now, you probably wouldn’t have to mop anymore.
What do you say Tiger? And with that she gave me a little caress on my butt, which caused my dick to bounce a little.
“No,” I croaked, “I I’m just going to finish moping.”
“Oh come on,” she said, “I’ll make it interesting. If you put on a successful little show for the ladies, I’ll make sure you are left alone all next week.”
“And if I don’t, er, can’t?”
“Well, let’s just say I’ll make sure you aren’t left alone next week.”
The math seemed to be in my favor. A week off would be really nice, and as I was surely already going to be harassed next week, it didn’t seem like I had a lot to lose.
Also, if she stayed this close to me and touched my ass again, I felt sure I could pull this off.
So I said yes.

“Okay Ladies, get ready, Kevin has volunteered to put on a show for us!”
With that she whispered in my ear again. “Bet you can’t even get it up loser.”
She squeezed my left but cheek and I instantly became erect.
I was sure I had this. But then Meadows walked away and stood with the ladies.
“He has a bit of an issue ladies. He has trouble, how shall I say it, finishing.”
I tried to drown her out, but I couldn’t.
“Maybe if we encourage him. C’mon Kevin, be a real man for once!”
I was stroking to beat the band, so to speak, but nothing was happening.
The others started to laugh and jeer and I new it was all over.
Meadows smiled and walked towards the exit.
She called over her shoulder, “I’m going to devote some time this weekend thinking about how you’re going to repay me next week.”
I finished mopping the floor.
I knew when I got home I’d have to tell them about what went on in the cafeteria, because I saw a lot of phones out, but maybe I could leave out the stuff with the cafeteria ladies. After all, I’d yet to share “my little problem,” as Meadows called it with them, and I felt fairly confident that I could keep that part a secret.

About that confidence. Maria had been telling her older sister all about me. Her older sister was in a Sorority at that crappy College I was so keen on attending. And her sister enjoyed regaling her “sisters” with stories of my predicament and one of those sisters was an old friend of Erin, my sister’s girlfriend .