Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2009 04:44:44 +0000 From: tim tim <email@example.com> Subject: chapter 35 of Tim and Michel, sequal of highschool humiliation Hi there guys, sorry it was a long wait, I am a bit behind writing but hopefully getting up to speed soon again. But here is a new chapter of Tim and Michel. If you want to read my other stories check them out on www.timsfunplace.com. Or write and let me know what you think of the story so far at firstname.lastname@example.org. I want to thank Caleb for his encouraging words and lots of new idea's for future chapters. Ok go and have fun with this new chapter now ... I got up and went upstairs. I called Michel and told him everything. Although he had a laugh about what had happened, he was a bit concerned about what they were going to do in the future. He also instructed me not to cum or even to play with myself until the following Saturday ... not even when Justin would be there on Friday. He made me promise to obey and I immediately started to think about what a great Saturday we'd be having. We'd invited Brandon and Stephan to come along, too, so we'd have a nice day out together. I'm sure that Michel had some devious plans of his own but I suspected we'd have lots of fun, whatever was going to happen. At the Friday morning general meeting at school, no one reportedly needed to be punished, although there was tension in the air because there were some would have loved it if punishments would have happened. The principal announced at the start of homeroom that there were a few three-times offenders but the list was shorter than a week ago and none of our class had breached any of the rules. So it was an easy Friday, all in all, I thought. Gym was rather a stressful period as I had to change as quickly as I could. The teacher told us that next Friday we'd have an extra swimming session to see who would be selected for the training team for next year's swim competitions. Well, what was new, I thought. I'd started to relax a bit and was looking forward to Justin's arrival. I did my homework as soon as I got home and I was ready when Justin knocked. His visit would mean chores would have to be done on Sunday evening but I could live with that. We had a wonderful time that evening, chatting about an awful lot of stuff. Most of it was about some boys he'd met. He suspected they were gay and of course I had to tell him a few of the things that had happened down here. I didn't go into too much detail about my dealings with my mom. On Saturday morning, my mom walked into my room again. Damn! I hated that. I was still wearing a pair of the Walt Disney brand underwear and I had a big morning erection in it. "You'd better get up, have a shower, and then prepare for your dad's cleaning inspection if you want that finished before your friends arrive." "OK ... I will ... don't worry." "Your dad will be up here in 10 minutes, so hurry up." She didn't move so I concluded that she wanted to see me get out of bed. I threw back my blankets and got out. Some part of me thought that if this is what she wants, this is what she'll get. I wanted to get a towel out but she was in the way. "You don't need a towel; your dad will do the inspection ... then you can dry. Go see him." I walked out the door but this time I looked back when I heard her opening my drawers. She was going to get my clothes out. Damn! I hated her and I think my feelings were clearly visible on my face. When I was finished showering, I walked back to my room all wet, and was happy to see my mom had gone. A minute later, Dad entered. "Wait!" I heard my mom scream from downstairS. "You go up to Tim's room, Justin. You can see what a very childish boy he really is." "No ... please ... dad. Don't allow him to see this," I begged. "Sorry ... I've no control over her, as you know. You're just lucky your mom isn't doing this." "I suppose." Justin entered and looked at us. "Hmm ... I'd better go, I guess," he stammered. "No, I think your aunt sent you up on purpose. You see, Tim has been behaving rather childishly lately, so we have some new house rules and one of them is to check on Saturday morning whether he'd cleaned himself properly during the week." "Oh, OK. Do you want me here, Tim," Justin asked me. Before I could say anything, my mom screamed from somewhere along the hall, "No, Justin ... Tim has no say in what goes on, so let's get this over with. Your friends will be here soon." My dad came closer to me and I heard Justin close the door. "OK ... let's get this over with. I don't like this any more that you do, Tim." He started with my hair and moved on to check my face, ears, eyes ... then he went down to check the cleanliness of my groin, then my legs, feet and my nails. When he finished, he said, "OK, turn around and bend over ... let's see if you're clean elsewhere." I blushed as I did as I was ordered and, before I knew it, my dad and Justin were looking straight into my hole. "OK ... looks good ... now turn around. I see you have no hair at all on your balls and dick any more." "No, the doctor shaved me last Wednesday." "OK ... maybe you should think about keeping it that way as it's easier to keep yourself clean that way. Now, something I didn't have to do when you were a younger child but need to do now, is to inspect your dick." He took it into his hands. It jumped. "Wow, take it easy, Tim. Don't shoot on me." Justin laughed, I blushed. How embarrassing, I thought. My dad then pulled my foreskin down over the head. It was a bit red down there but I think it had been like that since the doctor's visit last Wednesday. It had hurt first as well but that pain was now all gone. "You'd better make sure that you take care of this as it smells a bit dirty, Tim." "OK, I will, dad" He let go of it and I let out a deep sigh. "Hmmm, just in time. OK, get dressed and we'll see you downstairs in a few minutes ... or do you want me to send your other friends up?" "Up, please." I told Justin what had happened at school, the letter and mom's reaction to it. I didn't tell him about the shopping trip, though. I showed him the undies I had had to choose from and looked at the clothes she had put out for me. It was an old t-shirt which was tight, a pair of white striped underwear, and some very old shorts. I put the outfit on. "Oh, Tim! You now look the way Michel might have dressed you." "Yea ... tell me about it! That's what makes this all so strange. I just hope it'll all be over soon." We chatted a bit more and then I heard some noises downstairs. Soon, Stephan and Brandon entered the room. I introduced them to Justin and watched how Brandon reacted to Justin ... a bit like Michel and I had responded to him. Justin was just what Brandon would fall for. Now we just had to see how it would all go. Stephan looked at me and said, "You're looking hot as usual, Tim." "Thanks, Stephan," I answered. "So ... any of you know what we're going to do today?" Brian asked. "I've no idea, but I'm sure Michel has come up with something." "Oh, I'm sure he has, too ... but I'm not sure I'll like it, though," Brian said. "And what was it with your mom, Tim? She seemed very, very happy to see me again." "She detests Michel, so I guess she's just happy to see you back again. I have no idea why, but you're still one of her favorites." "Ah, well ... we'll see." Then Michel entered the room. "Ah ... good ... everyone is here already. Then we can get things organized and we can go." "Where are we going, Michel?" Brandon asked. "You'll see ... we'll end up having fun, though." "Oh, and you want us just to trust you?" he said. "Come on, Brandon! Have I ever done anything to hurt you?" "Hmmm ... well, there was that time on the sports field," he said. "That ... that was a miscalculation and, so far I can tell, all you received was a lot of wanted attention." Brandon shrugged. "So, that still leaves the question ... what are we going to do?" "Well, sit down on the bed and I'll tell you. First of all, William will join us later. His brother will also meet us there and William will spend the rest of the day with us. I didn't think it would be a good idea for them to join us here. Your uncle told you what I had in mind, Stephan, right?" "Yes, he did ... not precisely ...but I was told to expect anything and to play along when necessary." "So you're OK with that?" "Yea, as long as the others play along as well." "Well, that's kind of the idea. I have six names on pieces of paper, four names of places, and four tasks to do. We're going to select them one at a time. Two tasks are for the trip out and one is for the trip back. And, if you've counted, I'm included myself and I'll be the only one that knows all the tasks and places in advance. Tim will have to do two, however; he'll join one of you in a task but only after he's done one on his own. He'll have to tell us when he's ready to do the second task, though he'll not know who he's doing it with or what it entails. Now ... to start off, I have some clothes for all of you to wear today. So let's change first." It seemed like Michel had planned it all out. We'd have a day of fun. I was sure, though, that the tasks were certainly going to be a challenge. I was surprised that Brandon was included and also that Stephan was in favor of something like this. But then again ... he knew his uncle and his ways, so ... We started to change, taking the clothes that Michel handed to us. When we were finished, we ended up as follows: Justin was wearing a sports uniform, although his shorts were rather long and tight instead of short and loose. His t-shirt reached just over his crotch area and was white. I hadn't seen his undies so I didn't really know what kind and color they were. Brandon was wearing a tight blue shirt, nicely showing off his nipples. He had normal shorts on, though, which looked rather nice on him. There wasn't anything really humiliating about his outfit, just showing off his assets with his muscles and all. Stephan was also wearing a white t-shirt which was hanging quite low; his shorts, green in color, looked quite nice on him. I knew that Michel had worn them before. Michel had a red shirt on, quite light, which ended a bit below his crotch. He also wore a pair of his older shorts as they looked quite tight. I'd been given a very tight white shirt that was almost too short and a pair of tight white cotton pants which, I presumed, gave a good view of my colored briefs beneath. "OK, I think we're ready to go. We're going to take two backpacks with us as well. First we'll go to the bus stop where we'll meet up with William." "Oh, Tim ... come here for a moment," he took me aside. "Did you pee this morning?" "Yea, I did ... once so far." "OK ... you're allowed to pee during the day if you need to, but only with your underwear on. As soon as we get home, you can pee normally again." "You mean I need to wet my undies?" "Well, or just keep it under control all day," he smiled. "Damn! Do you really think I can?" "You can try." I thought about it. I hadn't had much to drink that morning and, if I were careful, I just might be OK. "OK, let's catch up with the others." When we got to the bus stop, William was already there. His brother had just told him to behave and do as he was told and then his brother left. "OK, guys ... the first task is one that I'll assign to myself; the rest of the day's tasks will be yours to do. When we get onto the bus, I'll sit by the window and Tim will sit beside me. I'll hand my pants to Brandon who will sit behind us. I'll keep sitting in my underwear until we leave the bus. I'll only put them back on then and not before." There were a few snickers at that. The bus arrived quickly and we started to get in. Michel was walking in front of me and, when we reached the rear seats, he quickly pulled his pants off and dove into his seat. He didn't seem as sure of himself as I thought he would have been. I thought that he was getting off easy: he was against the window and, when we got off, so many people got off with us that Michel was able to use us as shields to hide his state of undress. Walking between two buses, he put his trousers back on. `Hmmm ... wasn't that just a bit too easy, Michel?" Brandon asked. "Well, maybe for you experience exhibitionists, but not for me," he said, blushing. "So did you get hard at all?" Justin asked. "Hmmm ... no ... sorry, guys, but this doesn't seem to do anything for me." "Well, let's see about the others then," Stephan said. "Oh, we will! Let's get into town." We walked towards the middle of the shopping area. "OK. So this is going to be the first task for you guys. Let's see what it's going to be." We gathered around him. He got out three bags and opened the first one which contained some yellow pieces of paper. "These have the name of a specific place where a task will take place. After picking out a piece of paper which determines the place, I'll pick a green note which has a specific task on it, followed then by a blue note which selects the person who will do the task in that place." "OK ... and what are the rest of us doing in the meantime?" Stephan asked. "Enjoy, embarrass and watch, I'd say," Justin said with a smile. Michel unfolded the first note. "The first task is going to take place in the park. Let's see what the task is, then we'll go there and then pick a name." He pulled a note from the bag with the green notes in it. "Ok, the task is as follows: go and sit on a bench, take your trousers off, and wank until you cum in your briefs. Then pull on your trousers again. For all the tasks, you'll need to make sure you cum in your briefs at the end." "Or, in other words," Justin said, "we'll all be wet all day." "This seems like a more embarrassing task than the first one," Stephan smiled. "Well, it may well be. Let's go and see who the lucky guy is who'll be cumming for the first time today." We got to the park and we gathered on the grass, just opposite a bench. "I think that that bench down there is a good place, don't you think? Not too open but still the path is used quite a bit and we'll be watching the person from down here." "Sounds like a plan," Stephan said with a bit of a tremble in his voice. My dick had gone hard again and I saw that William was hard and shaking a little, too. I knew we were so easily aroused. "Well, the lucky guy is ..." Michel picked a name out of that bag and said, "William. You're up first, it seems." I saw him swallowing hard. "So I need to sit down, take off my trousers and then wank in my underwear, right?" "Yea ... that's the first part of the task, at least," Michel said. "But this'll be the only time you'll need to wank in public today. For the rest of the day, you can keep your shorts on." "Hmmm ... OK. Well, I guess I'd better get it over with," he said with more confidence in his voice than showed on his face. He was wearing a white shirt that reached just above his shorts, so his shirt-tail probably wouldn't cover his briefs while he was wanking. His shorts were light blue, so I wasn't sure what would happen if they got wet but I had quite a good idea that his leaking cum stain would be more visible than on a white or dark pair of shorts. "If you need to stop or anything, just do so, William. But make us proud." He looked at us with a smile and continued to walk to the bench. He looked around and then, just before he sat down, he looked around and pulled his light blue shorts off. Underneath he was wearing white briefs with some cartoons on them. He sat down. His shirt wasn't long enough to cover the briefs. He started to wank quickly and, bye the look of it, he was very hard almost immediately. I noticed there were some people getting closer but they might take the intersecting path that crossed before the bench. I saw that William kept looking to both sides. His hand was moving up and down faster and faster and I could see that he was almost there. Before the people got too close, he shot and stopped moving his hand. In the meantime the strangers continued to walk in William's direction. William didn't look at them but quickly stood up with his back to them and pulled his shorts back on. He decided to sit down instead of walking towards us. They looked at him but didn't say anything. William then got up and walked over to us. When he got closer, I could see a little wet spot on his shorts. I'd been right ... in a short period of time, it'd be very obvious that he had a wet spot. "Damn! I was lucky that I was hard and horny, so I came fast." "Yea, that was almost no fun! You were able to sit, wank and finish before we could even blink, William," Michel complained. "But I did the task, didn't I?" "Yea, you did for sure. No criticism ... and your cum stain will be visible for some time as well," Michel pointed out, looking down at William's crotch. Stephan and Brandon laughed a bit. "Hmmm ... you might want to stay close to us," Justin chuckled. "How many more tasks, Michel?" he asked. "Another four ...." "Well, I can cum that many times a day without a problem, so that's not a challenge," William said, laughing. We walked back out of the park, back to the shopping area again. "Now, let's see who'll be doing the next task. After that, we'll do some shopping." When we got to the main square, Michel opened the bag again with the yellow task notes in it. "OK,, the next task is going to take place at McDonalds. It seems that we'll be having an early lunch, guys." "Hmmm ... I wonder what we're going to eat and drink," Stephan said. Some of us laughed at that. "OK, next task," Michel said. He took a green note out of the bag and read what it said. "Seems to be a long task," Brandon observed. "Well, it'll be a longer one for sure," Michel said, having read the task. :"So, what's it going to be?" Justin wanted to know. "Oh, well ... this might be fun. One of us is going to have to go into the toilet, take off his pants and his underwear. He then needs to jack off. When he comes, he must make sure it all falls on the front side of his underwear." "Oh, more wet spots!" Brandon said, joking. "Well, not exactly," Michel continued. "The person has to put his trousers back on but leave the underwear in the stall. He needs to return to the table. Then another person will go into the toilet and will jack off onto the underwear, too. He'll leave the underwear and come back to us." "Hardly a task," Stephan said now. "Oh, I'm not done yet. Then the first guy has to go back into the stall again, take his trousers off and put the underwear back on. When he puts the trousers back on, however, he's not allowed to zip up. He needs to return to our table with his zipper open. He needs to keep it open until the next person starts the next task." "Wow! " William said. "I'm lucky I've done mine." "Yea ... but you still need to come before we leave the McDonalds, understood?" "Yea, I know, Michel. Don't worry ... the idea of them coming in the toilet already has got me hard." We laughed at that spontaneous admission. William certainly had lost his shyness about what we were doing. "So let's see who's the lucky guy," Michel said with a smile. He opened the bag with the blue notes and put his hand inside. "First, the one who's going to do the task. Then the second name I pick will be the one who'll add the second cum contribution. That second name goes back in the bag for later tasks." He took one piece of paper out and handed it to Brandon. "Here, you open it," he said. Brandon opened it and looked at me first ... smiled ... and then looked towards Stephan. When he opened his mouth, though, he turned to Justin and said, "Your turn, Justin." "Oh, my god!" Justin said. "Here, you pick your assistant in this task," Michel said and handed Justin the blue bag so he could take one of our names out of it. "So, who is it?" Stephan asked, a bit too eager for my liking. "It's you, Brandon," Justin said with something of a shy laugh in his voice. "Oh, yea," Brandon said with joy in his voice. Let's get them wet, then. I've been ready and fully loaded for this." We got to McDonalds and ordered some food. I tried to order no drink but Michel got me a giant-sized one and smiled as he handed it to me. We took a table not too far away from the toilet entrance. After we'd eaten a bit, Michel looked at Justin. "Don't you think it's time for you to get in there, Justin?" "Hmmm ... I guess. I must admit, it's a bit busier than I thought it would be," he said. "Well, go for it. I'm ready to do my bit," Brandon said, teasing Justin again. Justin stood up and I could tell that his trousers projected a lot more than before. "See you in a minute," he said. It took him about five minutes or so before he came back to the table. He was quite flushed. "Hmmm ... damn! Someone went into the stall after I left," he said. There were a few chuckles when Michel said, "Well, maybe one load is enough. You'd better get in there, Brandon." Brandon got up with a smile on his face. "I'm going to soak them, Justin." After about two minutes or so, Justin pointed. "That's the guy that went in after me." The guy he pointed at was in his early twenties or so. He looked around and, when he saw Justin, he stopped and smiled at him. "Oh ... I think he spotted you," Michel said, laughing. "I wonder what he did with it?" "He might have peed on it," Stephan said. "No way! I'm going to cum on then," Justin said, looking at Michel for an answer. "You'll do whatever you're supposed to do. It'll be all right." "I hope so." We waited for another three minutes or so. Then Brandon came back, a huge smile on his face. "You'd better get in there and put them back on, Justin. We want your undies to be as cummy and wet as possible." "He didn't pee on them, did he?" Justin asked. "The guy that went in after you?" Brandon asked. "Yea." "No, I don't think so. But hurry up before anyone else does anything." With that, Justin hurried off to the toilet. "So what did you find there, Brandon?" Michel asked. "Here, read this," he said, putting a note on the table. "I'm not sure what's going on, but I thought I'd make it a bit wetter. It has a very nice smell now. I came without a problem." "Oh, wow ... those briefs are going to be soaking wet!" "You bet they will, " Brandon smiled, now looking at the toilet entrance, waiting for Justin to come out. We all looked for Justin to appear. "Hmmm ... what colored underwear was he wearing?" Stephan asked. "You'll see in a moment ... the wetness will show on his shorts for sure," Brandon said. We saw Justin come out of the toilet. He blushed furiously as we looked downward very quickly. Oh, no, I thought ... he was wearing yellow briefs. His zipper was indeed open and we could see bits of his underwear. But the yellow cloth was now more evident against the white of his shorts around his zipper. I think his cummy underwear was stuck to his shorts and soaking them at the same time. He approached us as quickly as he could. "Looking good," Brandon whispered to him as he sat down. "Did you cum that much or did the other bloke add quite a load, too?" "Read this," Brandon said as he handed Justin the note. "I'm not sure I can go out like this," Justin said. "Oh, you can ... and we'll be close by," Michel said. "You're hard now, aren't you?" Brandon whispered again. "You bet! What do you think, with your cum surrounding my cock?" he said. He blushed even more now. I thought that his reaction was a bit overdone, to be honest, and he realized that perhaps he'd spoken too quickly. He looked towards Michel and said, "So ... when is the next task?" "After we've done some shopping ... so, if everyone is finished, we can go." "I have some soda left, if someone wants some more," Stephan pointed out. "I think McDonalds always gives too much." "Oh, I think Tim might like a bit more." "No, I've had enough," I said quickly with a pleading look on my face, in the hopes that Michel wouldn't make me drink more. "I think you'd better, Tim, or you'll be thirsty later on." I sighed and took the drink from Stephan. I'd hoped there'd be just a bit left, but it was at least half full. I slowly drank it, looking a bit angrily at Michel. I got up, following the others out. Justin kept walking close to us, more or less in the middle, afraid he'd show his soaking wet patch. A nice wet spot showed off the yellow briefs underneath. Even if he'd been allowed to zip up, he'd still be showing off more than he would want to show. We did some shopping and then Michel said it was time to continue. Only Brandon, Stephan and I were left to do a task. He took a piece of paper out of the bag and read, "The next task will take place on the market square." We walked over there and wondered what would happen now. Michel took out the next note and read it: "You'll have to get completely undressed and then go in the fountain for a dip. You can leave your shoes on and, if you wish, your undies as well." "Oh, damn!" Brandon said. "Stripping down here with all these people around ... are you going mad, Michel?" "Oh, no. I think we're just having some fun. We'll start the task and see how far the dare can go. And it doesn't need to be long." "No, I guess not ... but still. I hope I won't have to do this one." "OK, Justin ... your turn to select who's going to attempt this task." "Hmmm ... I hope Brandon ... which would involve some payback for getting my underwear so wet." He took the note out and opened it. He looked at Brandon and said, "Sorry. It's you, Tim," he said as he turned towards me. I took a deep breath. I looked around. I saw some people sitting on the terraces outside and quite a few walking around as well. All in all there must have been at least 80 people or so nearby. "OK, we're going to make this a bit easier for you ... we're going to dare you out loud in a moment." "Oh ... and that'll help?" "Well, it might ... it'll seem less strange when you do what you're asked to do." "Yea ... but with so many people watching." "Let's get going, guys," William urged. I saw that he was hard again and his hand was moving up and down inside his pockets. His shorts had dried but would stain again soon ... I knew that. Michel, Brandon and Stephan all dared me and, as we got closer to the fountain, Michel whispered, "Come on, Tim ... get going." I started to remove my shoes, then my socks and I looked up. I took my t-shirt off and then I got ready to slip off my white shorts to reveal my light blue undies. I didn't really want to walk around in them but there was little choice. "You're going to keep them on?" Michel said, daring me. `You want me to take them off?" "It was one of the options. If you want to walk around in them wet ... well, that is up to you." I looked around. When I focused on Justin's eyes, he asked, "Are you really going to take them off?" I pondered this option for sure and then I thought ... what the hell? I'm not revealing a lot more than I have already ... am so I slid my fingers under my waistband and pushed them down. Brandon and Justin whistled at the same time. I turned around and felt quite a number of eyes focus on my bum and, when I got to the fountain, also from the other side as people looked straight at my crotch. I jumped in and got under the water. I heard some applause from several bystanders and then decided it was time to get out. The guys were still standing close by my clothes. They moved away a bit as I stood up and got out. More whistles. "Come here, you guys." They didn't walk away, they just moved further long ... butt it meant another five meters more to walk than when I entered the fountain. Michel handed me a towel we'd bought earlier that morning and I started to dry myself and cover up at the same time. "Looking good!" Michel said with a laugh. My dick which had shriveled a bit while I was in the fountain, started to get hard now as I rubbed to dry it. The problem now, of course, that I definitely needed to go to the toilet. I'd thought about peeing in the fountain but I knew that that was not allowed as the rule was I could only pee at home or while still wearing my underwear. So now, with the sound of water surrounding me, I really needed to pee. I focused on getting dressed but I saw Michel check me out and I knew what he was waiting for. He wasn't going to get the satisfaction of the humiliation of watching me pee in my underwear. I was happy being dressed again and I knew that I was at least half way through this ordeal. Now I needed to do one more task, either with Brandon or with Stephan. I decided it wasn't going to be Brandon but with Stephan. He took a piece of paper out of the first bag. "OK, guys, here is the next location. We need to go into one of the bigger department stores for the next task." He slipped his hand into the second bag. "Oh, this is a nice one!" and he smiled. "I guess this one will sound familiar to you, Tim." "What is it?" "Well, the task is to go and buy some underwear for yourself, but pretend that you're doing this for the first time so the assistant will have to measure your inner leg and, of course, you'll have to ask for some help in selecting something appropriate. While doing this, your zipper will be open." "Well, let's see who it'll be ... it could be either Brandon or Stephan." I smiled at them. "Justin ... again, it's your choice. Pick a name." He did and opened it. "Hmmm ... I guess you're lucky, ... So what do you think. A lot of stuff happening and oh do you think Tim can hold his pee? If you want to read my other stories check them out on www.timsfunplace.com. Or write and let me know what you think of the story so far at email@example.com. I want to thank Caleb for his encouraging words and lots of new idea's for future chapters. Ok I should be back soon with more stuff. I am also working on a follow up of Coach's Assistant, the story of Nick and Francis and new adventures of them will be coming soon too.