Worse Than Shameful: No Need For Modesty_New April 23

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Worse Than Shameful
Chapter 34. It's Better to be Dressed than Undressed


It turned out my older brother wasn't the only one who tried to cheat. One by one, each contestant had to submit to a visual uniform
inspection. Mrs. Whipple even did an underwear check, not to be sure the boys were wearing undies, but to make sure they weren't!

As a relative of one or in this case, two of the contestants, I was allowed to be in the tent with mom when the names, ages, and readiness
to compete was called out by Dorthea, the treasurer of the Triple B. I got to watch with growing excitement, as Mrs. Whipple lifted up
the Roman gladiator leather-like skirt, lifting it high to show those of us watching a quick glimpse of each boy's dick. With such a
variety of ages represented on the stage, some of these boys had pubic hair and full-sized dicks, and some were still small and hairless like
my brother Chad.

At eleven, Chad is the youngest of the twelve. Some stocky kid named Dennis is the oldest at sixteen. Dennis's dick was short and thick, big
of balls and thick of pubes, but for some reason he didn't turn me on even though he was the oldest. All of the contestants were in good
physical shape, none being ugly, fat, or overly skinny. Though the glimpses of each boy's genitalia were brief, I was able to make a mental
list of which boys I liked best after a first impression. Not surprisingly, I concluded the one I liked best was the body I had seen the most of,
and that was the tall, slender, athletic, body of a model with the face of an angel...Wilfred, who it was announced is fifteen years old.

While this inspection was going on, I saw Delilah at the whiteboard. She was adding the age next to the names on the list. But getting back
to the business of the uniform inspections, Bradley wasn't the only one caught with an unauthorized article of clothing on. One of the boys
near the end of the line was also found to be wearing underpants under the skirt. It was Harvey, a thirteen year old. Poor Harvey still had
on his tighty-white briefs. Another delay ensues as Mrs. Whipple berates Harvey for being improperly dressed. Harvey will join Bradley
after the inspection is over in finding out what the punishment will be.

If this was a beauty contest, Wilfred would get my vote, but though Nazir was totally opposite the blond demi-god in appearance I thought
he got second place. Nazir had jet black hair in tight curls. His skin is lightly tanned, and I asked mom about his features such as a sharp and prominent nose. Mom said Nazir had classical Mediterranean looks that can be seen from North Africa to Lebanon. Nazir is the same age as Bradley, but with a penis that is longer, more slender, the patch of pubes darker and thicker than my brother's. The main difference I noticed
with Nazir is his balls seemed to hang down more than the others, but the glimpses were short, and more research would be needed.

Twelve contestants were inspected, and two were found to be insufficiently ready, meaning slightly overdressed. Ten were dismissed, and
these boys quickly exited the tent with their family and friends. Bradley, Chad, my mom and I remained behind. Not surprisingly, Bradley looked concerned. He and Harvey were about to have a little get together with Mrs. Whipple and the others who run this camp.

Dorthea came over to us. "Chad, you did good in your inspection. There is no need for you to remain. You too, Marie. Take your brother
outside. Your mom will remain here. She is the official guardian for Bradley. She must remain for this meeting."

* * * * *

Word had gone throughout the campsites that two of the contestants failed inspection. My brother and I waited just outside the scorer's tent.
I watched as the others gathered. There were whispers among some, shared laughs among others. Being at our first ever gathering of this Triple
B association, I had no idea what to expect.

The whole crowd consisted of around a hundred or so, mostly teenage girls, with a scattering of adult moms and aunts as well. Surprisingly,
there were no adult males. I did see some men get out of their vehicles when those cars parked to unload. But for some unknown reason,
the men are a no-show.

The flaps of the tarp-tent entrance are flipped open. Dorthea and Delilah step out into the open, the crowd forming a semi-circle around them.

"Back away. Get back and make some room," Dorthea says, and the crowd opens up to give way before her.

Not knowing what to do, Chad and I move as the crowd does, as it makes a space for others to exit the tent. The next two to come out are
Bradley and Harvey. Their shields and gladiator uniforms are no longer on them. However, neither one is entirely naked. Bradley and Harvey
each have something attached over their genitals.

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"Ha ha. They got fitted with chastity devices," one of the moms shouts, and this causes a round of laughter to resonate throughout the
crowd, though most of the younger ones look on with confused expressions. I didn't completely understand what I was looking at either.
The thing has a heavy circular ring that went over the top at the base of the shaft, then went around my brother's ballsack. His penis is
encased inside a metal cage. It's stuffed into that cage and has no room to move. I could see immediately the problem that would arise
if Bradley was to become aroused while wearing it. Getting a boner in that thing would be painful, and more so for my brother than
for Harvey. Bradley appeared to be much larger than Harvey did, but they each had their penis stuck into a cage with the same dimensions.

Other than this bizarre shiny chrome device, the only thing each of them have on is a leather strap keeping their wrists tied behind
their backs. Bradley and Harvey look bewildered and scared. Mrs. Whipple and a small group of older women follow the two boys out of the
tent. My mom is the last one in the small line of women. She looks determined, like whatever is about to go down is necessary, though
unpleasant to think about.

"To the whipping post with these two," Mrs. Whipple shouts.

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Poor Bradley! I bet he wishes he'd just removed his boxers now like most of the other boys.

I was sort of hoping he'd be kept fully naked with his penis on full display for the entire camping trip but this chastity device may be even more embarrassing for the boy. I wonder how long he has to wear it for? Will it just be for the whipping or for the entire camping trip?

Fascinated to see where this goes.