Bob wrote: No Subject by Bob
I never knew just how much of a jerk I had for a brother until I started High School. He had no common sense and not all that smart, but he seemed to think he was. Problem was he was always trying to be 'cool' and so he was constantly 'hovering' around the in crowd, but that only irritated them all the more. Again as I said it was when I started High School that I learned just how obnoxious he was and it would give me a lot of grief over the next year.
I was still in the first week of school and had my gym class scheduled as the last class of the day. I rather enjoyed it that way. Well the guys class was weight lifting so it also gave me a chance to try and build some muscles. I wasn't big, but I wasn't the smallest guy around. As it was a rural community there was plenty of work around to keep you in shape, but I did want to bulk up some.
I had just arrived for class. The previous class were 11th graders and they were just finishing showering and dressing. As I walked into the locker room I wasn't paying that much attention to anyone or anything, I probably should have. Well one of the boys on the side asked me "Aren't you Dan's brother?" I just said "yeah" and continued on. No one said anything else, but had I been paying attention I might have seen them looking at each other and getting some silly grins on their faces. So I just went about my business, getting dressed for gym. Some of the guys started moving closer to me, they were talking as if nothing was amiss. It wasn't until I had just taken off my pants and underwear and before I could grab my jock and shorts that they moved on me. Four of them quickly grabbed my arms and legs and hoisted me up off the ground. I tried to struggle and get away but they were soon joined by several others. I was carted off to the door and flung out into the gym, yes, you probably figured it out, the door was promptly locked behind me.
To make matters worse the girls gym class (volleyball) was just about to start. All of the girls were milling about and quickly took notice of the commotion, especially as the guys yelled, "Hey everyone look at this" as they tossed me out. Soon there were lots of giggles, snickers and comments on my anatomy. I would have to say that as my older brother seemed to lack common sense, I must have gotten his share. I quickly realized that if I were to react it would only make matters worse so I just fought the urge to try and cover up or to run away like an idiot. I stood up and, knowing that going back into the locker room was not an option, I looked around to see what options were left to me.
About then the girls gym teacher, Miss Guttfield (yes she was single and this was her first year working out of college) made the comment; "Looks like you have misplaced something young man." I looked back at her; "what do you mean?" She responded, "it appears that you've lost your shorts." "Oh, no ma'am I haven't lost them, I know right were they are, in the locker room." Everyone laughed.
Miss Guttfield then hollered at the girls "Ok, ladies time for roll call, please line up along th east wall, quickly now."
It was about then that I realized the only escape left to me was at the far end of the east wall, I would have to walk in front of the entire girls class to make my escape. And so I took a deep breath and proceeded to walk as calmly as possible along the line of girls to make my exit. Yes there were plenty of giggles, snickers, comments and such but I did make it. Miss Guttfield of course had taken the position at the end of the line and just in front of the door. She looked at me as I approached and with a smile said, "thank you, have a nice day."
Luckily for me it was a small town so I was able to quickly make my way to the field and avoid any residential areas. I was slyly making my way along, or so I thought, and was almost home when the patrol car pulled up. The officer rolled down his window, looked at me and asked; "loose something?" "No sir, I didn't loose anything, but you are probably thinking of my shorts, I promise you they are safe and secure back at the school locker room with the other boys." The officer laughed and drove off and I made my way home. I had to sneak into the house so my mother wouldn't find out.
Bob wrote: Sweet Revenge by Bob
Many of my most difficult moments in High School thus far were due to stupid things my brother did. Initially everyone assumed since we were brothers I would be just as bad. I caught a lot of flack for it, and even had to parade in front of the girls gym class. I did eventually help get some revenge on my brother. As many of the kids figured out that I in reality was not like my brother I was more and more accepted, I even had a few apologize for what they'd done before. Thus it was only fitting when they invited me to assist in getting my brother his just deserts.
Football season had just ended and we were heading into basketball season. The high school gym had an upper level on the home side that opened up to additional seating. It wasn't always opened unless the crowd got large enough to require it. On the away side, there was a 'box' that was often used by the coaches to film games or practice. This box was closed off most of the time and not always used. It was on the eve of the game with our biggest rival when we hatched our plan. We did pass the word that this would be a 'grand' game and would definitely have a great half time show. Yes we wanted maximum attendance at the game.
Stacy was the one selected to be the bait. Her job was to lure my brother into the booth for some fun activities. I'm sad to say that it didn't take much to get him there and he blindly fell for it. Jim was on the stage crew staff which meant he had access to most of the back stage areas of the school to include the box as at times they'd do event in the basketball gym. Stacy got Dan to easily meet her at the box. Once inside she said that they'd have to play 'strip poker' before they could do anything just to get her in the mood. What he didn't realize that the deck she had was marked and also stacked. We had also rigged up a camera to film the whole thing. The camera was focused on him and set up such that Stacy was never in the picture, nor could you figure out just who was there.
Once they started playing she was really cleaning up and taking everything he had on. Yes she'd loose a hand or two, just to keep him going. but when she'd take off her shirt only for him to realize she had a camisole on underneath, When she'd lost her skirt, she had shorts on beneath them. Never showing anything on her but totally taking him to the cleaners. When she finally had him down to only his whitie tighties he finally started to get a little suspicious. But she cooly offered to let him shuffle and deal the next hand to prove she was on the up and up. Well, when you are dealing with a marked deck it's not hard to ensure the out come. First Stacy let him win and lost her camisole showing her pretty lace bra and hinting at her nicely formed breasts. This really got my brother going and he lost all concentration in the next hand and so my brother lost his shorts. Sitting there fully nude Stacy offered an all or nothing hand. If he won she'd strip naked and do whatever he wanted, if she won he'd have to do what she wanted. Well my brother thinking either way it would be grand for him went for it. Should I even mention that he lost big?
Stacy then said he would have a two part dare, first to jerk off in front of her, but this had to be over by the viewing glass (it was a full length pane looking over the gym) she wanted him to cum on the glass or as she said so she could lick it off the glass afterwards. Dan proceeded to do as he was told, soon cumming all over the glass. Just as he was finishing several of us who'd been hiding in the closets jumped out and swung the doors that closed off the viewing window and trapping him between them and the glass. He was stuck there. We then closed the outside curtains so no one would see him until the game was well under way. The game was to start in about an hour.
We were laughing as we slipped out and went down for the game. Needless to say after some initial yelling and screaming for assistance he shut up, especially as he heard the crowds showing up for the game. Right on cue during the climax of the half time show, Jim had snuck out to the box and opened the curtains. Yup, everyone got a full view of my naked brother in the box window with cum stains dripping down.
Now when the assistant principle went up to release him and try to find out what had happened he didn't say anything as Jim had advised him that we had it all on tape of him playing strip poker and it would find it's way into another assembly or other such events if he ever opened his mouth and ratted on Stacy or anyone else. The assistant principle was stymied at how my normally overly talkative brother suddenly had nothing to say.