New Students Humilitation

By moc.loa@4070rabhtaeh

Published on Jul 2, 2010

Gay

This story is semi-fiction. The names have been changed To keep the peoples' Identity secret. This is a fantasy/semi-Fiction.

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: BJ at heatn88@aol.com, I would love to hear if you like my story.

New Students Humiliation

My names Mike, I'm 15, I have blonde hair, green eyes, boyish face, I'm 5 foot 4 inches tall, skinny and scrawny, and a High School swimmer, though this story is about how my life got turned upside down once I transferred schools, my dad's a Marine, and when he gets transferred, my mom, brother and I have to go with him. My brother doesn't care about moving, he never makes any friends, but I hate moving because I lose all my friends and swim buddies, and always hate making new ones. My mom just says we have to support my dad, but he never supports me or my brother. He hates that I swim, he says only homos swim, and real men play football.

So it's my first day of my new school, I walk into the admissions office, and give the receptionist my name, she tells me to sit down and the Student who will be showing me around will be here soon. So I sit down, and wait. Not long though this tall, skinny but somewhat muscular teen walks in and talks to the receptionist, she hands him some papers to him and he turns to me.

You Mike, he says as our eyes make contact

Um...yeah, I'm Mike, Mike Fletcher I say as I extend my hand.

Christian Baker, but everyone calls me Chris, he says has he shakes my hand.

He leads me into the hall, as he starts to look over the papers he was given.

Looks like you got the same schedule as me, Chris says as we turn a corner.

Oh..I say as we continue to walk.

Should make your day easy, plus don't worry, everyone here will want to meet the new kid, so they can size you up, but stick with me and you'll be in, in no time, Chris says as he stops in front of a locker. Here he says as he hands me a slip of paper. I read it and see it is a locker combination. I open my locker and notice all my class books are already in it.

Wow, that's convenient; I say as I reach in and pull out my English and math book.

Yeah, the welcome nerds come in and do that for the new kids, usually they assign one of them to show a new kid around, but since you're on the swim team, they wanted you to meet me, Chris says as we continue our walk to homeroom.

Meet you why's that I ask.

Because I'm the freshman swim team captain, Chris says.

He walks into a room and I follow a few steps behind, Hey Lucas, Hey Jake, want you guys to meet the new kid, guys this is Mike, Mike this is Lucas and Jake, Chris says as he introduces me to his friends.

Jake and Lucas are on the swim team as well, Chris says.

Nice to meet you guys, I say.

Throughout the day I meet about 50% of the student body, during lunch I meet the rest of the swim team, as I learn we all sit together, as they start to joke and always include me in the conversation, I quickly start to relax and realize how welcoming they are. I look across the lunchroom and see my brother sitting alone, I excuse myself from the guys and walk over to him.

Hey Matty, how's your first day, I say as I sit down next to him.

What you care, he says as he continues eating his lunch.

What's got you so mad at me, I say.

You didn't even want to move, and now you're sitting over there surrounded by those guys, just leave me alone, he says as he stands up and grabs his tray. I walk back over to the team and sit down.

Who was that you were talking to, Jake asks

Oh just my little brother, I say as I finish eating my food.

I see Jake grin at Lucas and Chris, but I think nothing of it, the rest of the day I end up learning everything there is to know about the school. As the final bell rings, I walk out the classroom and head for the school doors. Hey where you going Mike, the pools this way, Lucas says as he stops me at the door and points the other way.

What's at the pool I say with a confused look on my face?

Practice you goof Jake says as he appears beside Lucas.

But the season doesn't start for 3 months, I say as I have another look of confusion on my face.

Dude we practice all year round, that's why we win state every year, Jake says as he puts his arm around my shoulder and leads me down the hall.

We walk into the locker room, and there's Chris standing at a locker pulling on a Speedo. About time you got here, he says as he sees me walk in.

Sorry didn't know we had practice, I say.

No problem, you're here now, no harm no foul, just get in your suit, and We'll run you through the routine, Chris says as he stands in front of me.

Um, well see I didn't know we had practice, so I kinda left my jammers at home, I say.

Did you say jammers, Jake says as he starts to laugh.

Yeah, what's funny about jammers, I ask.

Listen Mike, the school only allows speedo briefs on the team, no jammers, no trunks, Chris says.

Oh, well I only own jammers I say.

Here, I got an old practice pair, you can use till you get your own set, Lucas says as he throws me a pair of hot pink briefs.

Um thanks I say as I look at the briefs, Chris points at a locker near the end of the row, I throw my bag in it and start to undress, I turn my back to the team as I pull of my boxers and pull on the briefs Lucas gave me, I hear a few of them chuckle, I turn around and more of them laugh as they see my small bulge in the briefs.

Alright that's enough; let's get practice going, come on Mike, Chris says as he leads the team to the pool.

I try my best to keep up with everyone, but quickly learn they are all way better than me, and their routine is way harder than what I'm use too. As practice end, they all walk in the locker room with energy to spare, I walk in barely able to walk.

You alright man, Jake asks as he stand at his locker.

It's just going to take a bit for me to get used to the routine, is all I say as I walk to my locker, I don't even think of hiding myself as I pull off the briefs, as I do, everyone burst out laughing, and I look up to see them pointing at my crotch and laughing.

Dude you ever hit puberty, Chris asks as he laugh at me.

Shut up, I say as I reach for my clothes.

Oh no you don't, said Lucas as he grabs my arms and pull me to the center of the locker room.

Come on guys this isn't funny, I say as I try to get my arms free of Lucas's grip.

Seriously Mike how old are you, because you look like you could be ten, that tiny dick, no sign of any pubic hair, you don't even look like you should be out of diapers, Chris says as he chuckles, and shows an evil grin.

I look around and notice all the guys showing evil grins.

Jake walks over and starts to fondle my cock and balls.

I struggle in Lucas's grip, but it only makes the team laugh, as my cock grows to full erection of 4 in. Jake walks away, smiling at his accomplishment as he gives a high five to Chris.

Come on guys you've had your fun, now let me go will you, I say as Lucas holds on to me tight.

Little Boys don't tell us what to do, Chris says as he slaps my ass hard. Little boys do as they're told, Lucas says as he smacks my ass harder than Chris did.

Chris walks over to my locker and pulls out my cell phone he types a text and sends it, he than looks through my phone book and copies a number to his cell, as he finishes a reply comes in, and he laughs. "Your mom says be safe and don't stay up too late" Chris says.

What did you send her, I say.

Just letting your mom know you'd be staying at my house tonight, because you met a new friend and he's going catch you up on the swim routine, Chris says as he chuckles.

No way I'm not spending the night at your house, I say.

You don't have a choice, remember little boys do as they are told, Chris says.

Now get dressed kiddo, so we can get going, Lucas says as he pushes me towards my locker

I get dressed, and I try to leave but Chris is right there to lead me out, with Jake and Lucas in tow. We walk 3 blocks from the school, and into the same neighborhood my family moved too, I find out I live 6 houses from Chris, but I don't give this information up. We walk into Chris's house, and we are instantly greeted by his mom.

Hi Honey, Hello Jake and Lucas, and she turns to me, and says, I don't know you, I'm Elaine Baker, she says as she extends her hand.

Hi, I'm Mike Fletcher, I say as I extend my hand and shake hers.

Oh your mom must have meant Chris, when she said you met a friend and were staying there tonight. Lovely women your mother, by the way Chris that reminds me your father and I are taking the fletchers to the country club for the evening for an all night silent auction go to bed on time and be good she says as she picks up her purse and heads for the door.

Hey mom would it be ok to have Mikes brother spend the night too, since he'll be home all alone I figure we could include him, Mike your mom could probably drive him over.

Oh honey they only live 6 houses up the street, I'll tell Rose when I see her, I'm on my way there now, Elaine says as she walks out the door.

As the door shuts I turn to Chris, Leave my little brother out of this, I say.

Will you ever learn, Little boys only do as they are told, they don't tell others what to do, I think we need to get this sunk in, Chris says as he heads towards the stairs.

Next thing I know I'm picked up by Jake and Lucas. They carry me upstairs and into what I can only guess as Chris's room.

Seriously Chris, leave my brother out of this I say Chris pulls my cell phone from his pocket, he reads a text that just came in, Seems Matty is on his way over, Chris says.

Chris leave my brother out of this and I'll do what you want, I say

I knew you'd see this my way, Chris says as he laughs

Hey Chris why don't we introduce Matty to Hunter, Jake says

Who's Hunter I say as I pull in Jake and Lucas's grips

Oh he's my little brother, perfect friend to keep Matty entertained, Jake says.

Ok Mike, here's the deal, you do as your told like a good little boy, and Matty will be fine, even make a good friend, become popular, but piss us off and well Matty will pay, Chris says.

Deal, I say

Next thing I know I'm pinned to the floor as my shirt is being torn right off me, You're not old enough to wear clothes like this, Jake says as he starts to pull at my shorts, tearing them as he pulls them off me.

Tisk Tisk, little boys don't wear boxers, Lucas says as he deliberately shreds my boxers to pieces as he pulls them off me.

Little Boys wear kiddie briefs like these, Chris says as he shows me a pair of sponge bob cartoon undies. Put them on he says as he puts them in my hand.

Lucas and Jake let go of me, and I slowly and hesitantly pull them on, the three of them burst out laughing as they see the undies are a perfect fit.

Dude these are a medium size, they aren't even a large, Chris says laughing as he shows Jake and Lucas the open package of underwear.

I believe we need to teach this little boy some manners, Lucas says as he sees me reaching for my clothes.

Yes, this little boy need to learn his place, Chris says as he grabs a belt, and sits in a chair in the corner of the room. Lucas and Jake grab me and drag me over to Chris, where they force me to lay across his lap.

You've got to be kidding me I say as I feel Chris rubbing the belt over my ass.

Nope, little boys need to learn their place, if they misbehave they get punished till they learn, Chris says.

The next thing you hear is a loud crack, as the belt makes contact with my ass.

That's it for Chapter 1, going to start the next chapter, but feedback will let me know if I should continue. Comments and suggestions welcomed and appreciated, please e-mail me at heathbar0704@aol.com

Next: Chapter 2


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