The Coopers Chapter 4
By Lee Davey
copyright 2007 by Lee Davey, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Chapter 4 - The Cooper Boys go Skiing.
The last discordant notes of 'all things bright and beautiful' faded into the echoing rafters of the school hall.
Mr Browne the Head teacher of Manor Hill Middle School stood up on the hall stage and surveyed the lines of children seated before him. His eyes resting briefly at the 3 Cooper children who stood out like bright beacons amongst the other pupils drab blue jumpers and grey bottoms. At their parents request the 3 boys were permitted to wear only the school shirt and tie. This left their pink legs and bottoms bare, and even now they could be seen shifting their bottoms uncomfortably on the unheated floor.
Smiling inwardly he remembered the letters he had received from a dozen of the parents enquiring as to whether their children could join the Cooper boys in the new school uniform arrangements.
He knew that the 120 or so children arrayed before him. Secure in the knowledge that the 8 to 13 years old would not understand the meaning of the word 'Schadenfreude', although that is the word that would most closely described the malicious joy they took in the manifest misfortune befalling the Coopers.
Thinking back on the letters he had received he was equally sure that some of these pupils would soon become intimately familiar with another word 'irony'.
Suppressing the little tingle of 'Schadenfreude' he felt he controlled himself and began to address the pupils.
"There are several notices today children. Please remember that there is to be no running in school corridors. There have been several incidents of children being hurt by such rambunctious-ness".
"I would also like to congratulate the girls under 11 netball team on their victory in the Northamptonshire County tournament on Saturday".
An indifferent smattering of applause greeted this victory; and this only given due to the stern eyes of the teachers strongly recommending a show at least of school spirit.
"And finally I would like to remind all the children who have booked to go on the school skiing trip to Switzerland at the end of the month that the balance of the money is due by Friday. If we don't get your payment, then you won't be going. O.K. dismissed".
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Mr Browne's eyes were ataring to swim as he tried to make sense of the list of figures in front of him, his attention distracted by the head of his secretary peering around the door.
"Your 4 o'clock appointments here Mr Browne".
"Thank you Mrs Tibbin's please send them straight in" Mr Browne looks up from the latest performance report he was reading, thankful for the interuption his secretary provided.
His office door opens and Mr and Mrs Cooper walk.
"Please take a seat" he offered shaking the parents proffered hands, "Mrs Tibbens, could you bring in some tea for Mr and Mrs Cooper please. Now how can I help you".
George and Heather exchange a quick look before Heather responds "Mr Browne we have something rather delicate we need to discuss with you, you see..."
"Thank you Mrs Tibben's " as the secreatry brings in a tray with refreshments "Milk? Sugar?, O.K. So you was saying there was some sort of problem?" Mr Browne asked after handing the couple their drinks.
"Yes" Heather continued "Now are three boys are due to go on the skiing trip with you this weekend. You are aware that I and my husband are firm believers in the new Government policy of child rearing?"
Seeing the Headmasters affirming nod she continued.
"Our Children will be under your care for a week, and we are worried how this may affect their routine and adherence to the new regime".
"I see, yes that does pose a problem" Mr Browne replies tapping his pursed lips with a pen, "How fully have you implemented the new regime may I ask?"
"Completely Sir, spankings as and when required, nudity as and when required, and the reason we came here today we also ensure they undertake their daily developmental exercises".
"Ah yes, that does pose a problem. No, no, not that I am morally opposed to 'assiting' children in that way" Mr Browne quickly explains seeing the narrowing of Mr Cooper's eyes, and remembering that his new contract of employment requires him to implement the new Regime 'as and when appropriate'.
"The problem is that there will only be me and one other teacher, and perhaps a member of the PTA, if she can get the time off work. With only 2 or 3 of us looking after 15 children I just don't know where we could get the time to develop all 3 of your children".
"I appreciate that Mr Browne, I know just how time consuming masturbating my 4 children can be on a daily basis" Mr Cooper responds weighing his words, "but I believe a strict routine is important for them".
"Oh George I'm sure that if it's just a week, then they could cope" Heather interupts.
Sensing a brewing disagreement Mr Browne had an idea.
"I know why don't we see if your three boys can cope with this change in routine. However I personally promise Mr Cooper that if I feel that their developmental needs are in danger, I will personally take matters in hand".
Mr Cooper nodded and rose shaking Mr Browne's hand
"Thank you, please understand that I was only being so pushy because I only want what is best for my children".
"No need to apologise Mr Cooper, I as their Headteacher completely agree with your concerns. Hopefully when the regime is fully running nationally and in this school, then these litle problems will have been thought through before occurring".
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It was a cold Saturday morning with clouds hanging low and full of the promise of rain hanging over the school gates.
The weather fails to dampen the spirits of the 12 children (6 boys and 6 girls) who surround the school mini bus, talking amongst themselves in excited voices. The parents chatting to themselves a little way off, waiting to wave their children off on their skiing holiday.
George Cooper slows the car to a halt and applies the hand brake.
"OK you three, up and at em you horrible lot" he smiles back at the three cooper boys quickly open the care doors and swarm out quickly grabbing their backpacks packed with supplies for the journey.
"Wait haven't you forgotten something boys" George leans out and calls out to the boys.
"Oh Dad not in public puleeezze". Begs the youngest Cooper Lee. At this request George taps his cheeks and the boys troop over and peck him quickly on the cheek. Then quickly walking over to the minibus in case any of their peers had seem them commit the unpardonable sin for big boys, of being loving and affectionate to a parent.
"And don't forget to do what the teachers tell you, and to phone
me and your mother the moment you get there." George calls out as
the 3 Coopers hurry off to register with the Miss Hughes their
form teacher who stood at the doors to the minibus a harassed
look already on her face.
When she and the Head Mr Browne finally get the 9 boys and 6 girls sitting and ensconced in their seats, having seen off the clinging parents and calmed down the over excited children.
"Driver if you please." At his request the driver who was in fact a mother of two of the children who had been persuaded to offer her services on this trip, put the bus into gear and started off with a lurch.
Grabbing the handrail to stop himself falling Mr Browne turns back to the children,
"You all know the rules, no standing, no fighting and if you feel sick, and this applies particularly to you Terence" this to a pale sickly looking boy of 9 famous, at least within the school, for a susceptibility to travel sickness both in quantity and timing.
Being the last children to arrive the Coopers found their seating options limited. There were only the 3 left all unfortunately window seats. Lee and Thomas quickly moved to their seats. Thomas sitting next to Terence, while Lee found himself next to a girl aged 12 who he did not know. Richard however cursed his brothers silently seeing that the only seat left was next to Miss Timken's the young female teacher who took Lee's class. Only just out of college she was no more than 22 herself, and every boy in school had fantasised about her when alone in their beds or in the shower. While Richard may have innocently lusted over the cute teacher he had no desire to sit next to her all the way to the airport but had no choice.
"And you Cooper boys haven't you forgotten something, your parents have told me that the new rules are to be applied whenever possible, so take those clothes off and sit down".
The faces of all three Coopers fall, realising that even here they would be required too strip naked and display their charms to all the world. They had hoped, no they had prayed that this week away would allow them a break from the nudity and sexual training they had suffered at the hands of their parents.
Knowing they had no choice the 3 boys stood and disrobed. Their task made more difficult with the bumping and jerking as the bus drove along the Northampton roads. The children who had yet to taste the shame of forced nudity took the opportunity to laugh and point at the three boys, who suffered this public mockery in stoic silence.
Richard finally standing completely nude went to retake his seat when he realised, Oh my God, I have to sit next to Miss Tomkin's, and I'm nude...
"Richard sit down, whilst you must be nude there is no need to stand at the front of the bus waving your little thingy at all the passengers" Mr Browne told Richard as he turned in his seat.
"Yes Richard, here sit down next to me" Miss Tomkin's breathed lightly touching Richard's outer upper thigh and guiding him back down next to her.
Richard gulped as he sat when he found his naked thighs crushed against Miss Tomkin's skirt covered legs. He felt his little manhood hardening and poking out, a display that Miss Tomkin's did not fail to notice.
"Oh, Richard what have we here" she whispered in his ear, "how cute you are". With these words Miss Tomkin's had patted his knee in what looked like a friendly nature, but to Richard was having a distinctly more than friendly action in his groin.
"You did know Richard that when I learned that you and your brothers were coming on this trip I volunteered to chaperone" this said as she looked him in his eyes, "I am really interested in seeing more of you and your brothers, and how this new regime works in practice - won't that be nice Richard?".
Richard's face turned a bright red, only outdone by the redness of his engorged penis, and managed to mumble a "yes Miss" to the teachers alarming question.
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For 30 minutes the bus slowly chugged through the roads of Northampton each junction and traffic light a minor torment for the three coopers. At each stop of the vehicle the stares of the drivers bored into them, some with amazement, some with bemusement, and some laughing at the ludicrous sight of the 3 young boys stark naked. It seems that the novelty of the new regime had yet to wear off among many of the watchers and the sight of the 3 pre teens was a most interesting spectacle.
Finally the bus turned onto the motorway and the Cooper's had some respite from the eyes of every passing driver. Too soon however the Bus was nearing the airport, and the bus slowed as the traffic increased.
"OK every one we will be pulling up at the terminal car park in a moment so get ready" Mr Browne commanded to the unruly children sitting behind him.
"Oh and you Cooper boys can get redressed, we are a bit tight on out luggage allowance otherwise you could have boarded the plane nude."
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As Lee walked in to the terminal he looked around in awe. He had never seem so busy a place in all his 7 years. There were hundreds of people milling around, harassed passengers, pilots in smartly pressed uniforms, police, and wait yes even here Lee saw there were nude children. Not many to be sure but certainly a few to be sure, dotted here and there, standing out from the crowd in their pink and brown skinned glory. Off to his left Lee saw a 16 year boy completely naked, the boys penis thick and fully grown partially hidden in the hair sprouting from his balls. Seeing Lee staring at him the boy turned and scowled, but said nothing as he meekly trotted after his parents who were with him.
I wonder if my dicky will ever be that big he wistfully dreamt, self conscious in the fact that when he and his brothers stood hide his lack of development clearly shown through. Although as his mother and father were quick to tell him when they bathed him or oversaw his masturbation exercises, his brothers had nothing to boast about; and seeing that teenage boy made that clear even to Lee's young eyes.
"Lee, stop daydreaming and come on we have to check-in." Miss Tomkin called out as Lee mused.
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The waiting and checking-in was as tiresome as always, however the young children were excited still. The Stewardesses at the check-in quickly realised it would be best for all the passengers to get the children seated first. So when the plane is ready the 15 children and their 3 chaperones were shown to their seats, their party filling the two front line of seats on the passenger plane. Soon after the entire plane was filled every seat filled.
As the flight attendants went through the motions of the pre flight instructions watched only by the young school children, and no one else, Thomas began to feel a fullness in his bladder.
Thomas made to stand up but was quickly stopped by the Mother who drove the bus and was the third of the trips chaperones, her name was Gilly Smith the mother of Terence, a big boned woman bordering on Fat.
Mrs Smith I have to go to the toilet.
You'll have to wait, she replied pointing at the 'Remain Seated' sign illuminated above their heads.
Realising he had no choice Thomas sat back down and shifted uncomfortably as he waited for the sign to go out.
After the plane took off the sign eventually went black, and with a sigh of relief Thomas stood up to make his way to the toilet at the back of the plane.
"Thomas, where are you going" Mr Browne asked
"I have to go to the toilet."
"Very well... Wait Gilly"
"Yes Mr Browne."
"Take Thomas here to toilet will you, his Mother told me that he and his brothers seem to have problems using toilets and cleaning up after themselves"
Thomas blushed a deep scarlet as the eyes and ears of the surrounding passengers heard this and smiled at the embarrassed boy.
"It's OK, I know what to do" he insisted.
"Nonsense boy I've potty trained Terence and his brother before you haven't got anything I haven't seen before" Gilly brayed in a horsey voice.
"Come on I take you there now"
With this she took Thomas by his hand and half dragged him up the aisle, as his fellow passengers smiled and looked at him with mocking eyes.
Gilly pulled open the door to the tiny cubicle and pushed Thomas into it, following him. She tried to turn but the cubicle with Terence and her within it was too small.
"Well I'll just have to leave the door open otherwise we won't both fit now".
Backing out of the cubicle Gilly turned to her young charge.
"Come on, get your trousers down and empty your bladder Thomas, we don't want to miss the in flight movie now, do we?"
"It's OK Mrs Smith I can manage, please close the door"
"Don't be silly child, your mother warned me about your dirty habits, now come on take those pants down."
Without waiting for Thomas to comply Gilly knelt in the aisle behind Thomas as he stood in the cubicle. The passengers in the rear seats turning to see what the fuss was about.
Reaching both arms around the mortified 11 year old she unfastened his trouser button and shrugged the trousers down until they fell around his ankles.
"Mummy what is that woman doing?" A small 4 year old girl asked interestedly from her seat as she watched the pre teen boy be stripped in the toilet cubicle.
"He's going to the toilet dear"
"I know that Mummy, but why is a big boy being helped to go wee wee, I was potty trained 2 years ago" the little girl added proudly.
"I don't know dear, Miss why are you helping the child go to toilet, my daughter wants to know" the little girls mother asked of Mrs Smith.
Gilly turned around and smiled at the curious child.
"I'm taking young Thomas here to go potty, because he is a messy child. He misses the toilet and sprays his pee pee all over the floor, and then leaves without cleaning up or cleaning himself properly".
"Oh, my Mummy says that if I don't go potty properly I'll have to wear diapers, you should do that to the boy" the little girl advised with a serious expression on her voice.
"Well Thomas do you think I should put you in diapers?" Gilly asked the blushing 11 year old as he stood by the toilet pan.
Thomas did not reply as he kept his face away from the amused stares of the passengers, and the gaze of the little girl.
"Thank you for the idea, my dear" Gilly answered the little girl "but Thomas here does not need diapers, just someone to make sure he goes wee wee properly".
With this Gilly pulls down Thomas's pants displaying two cute dimpled cheeks to the other passengers, eliciting from Thomas a little groan. Gilly then reached out and took hold of Thomas small penis with one hand, her other holding Thomas in place by the simple expedient of cupping his bottom.
"My you are a little boy, my Terence is bigger than you".
"Sorry Miss" Thomas apologised.
"Don't be silly I think your dicky is very cute, and you will grow. Now come on let yourself go."
With these words of encouragement directed Thomas penis towards the pan. However Thomas was unable to relax, with this strange woman holding his willy.
"Come on silly, relax and let it flow".
"I'm trying, but it won't come".
"Can I help" these last words came from a man who had walked up the aisle and now stood outside the cubicle."I'm sorry to interrupt but I need to use the facilities" the man looked like a business man, he was in his middle forties, dressed in a grey business suit, with a trimmed beard.
"I think the problem is the boy has a shy bladder, here let me show you what to do Miss".
Gilly nodded her assent, letting go of Thomas's recalcitrant willy, much to the boy's relief. This relief was short-lived as the middle aged man leant over and grasped the boys dick in his hand and then with his other hand firmly pressed on Thomas's belly.
The man then continued to massage Thomas's belly, pressing in and out. Each press of his hands causing a pang of pain in Thomas's full bladder. Finally a small spurt of urine hits the pan, and then as if a plug had been removed a strong stream issued forth, causing Thomas to moan in relief.
When finally Thomas bladder emptied the man let go of Thomas, and
stepped back delivering an affectionate slap to Thomas naked
"There you go boy, you obviously needed that".
"Thank you sir, Say thank you Thomas" Gilly commanded the drained boy.
"Thank you for helping me girl wee wee Sir" resignedly thanked Thomas.
Thomas hoping that his most recent humiliation was over bent and made to pick up his pants.
Gilly Smith delivered a stinging slap to Thomas bent over bottom, causing his to exclaim and stand up his pants remaining around his ankles.
"Thomas Cooper, haven't you forgotten something".
"Ow, sorry Miss, but what...?"
"Dirty boy you have to clean up after going to toilet" Gilly reminded Thomas. A giggle coming from the little girl from earlier who had watched everything with curious eyes.
"Here let me get a piece of tissue" Gilly continues tearing a leaf from the toilet paper dispenser.
"After going 'number ones' you should always dry yourself in order to prevent drips."
With these words Gilly took hold of Thomas's penis and slowly pulled back Thomas tight foreskin revealing Thomas pink head, then with more gusty than was really required briskly rubbed the damp head with the tissue until it was dry.
Throughout this Thomas began squirming and whining as his sensitive head was rubbed dry.
"You need to do this every time, Thomas, particularly because you are uncircumcised." Gilly advised the red faced boy, "I must remember to advise your Mum and Dad to consider having you circumcised, like my Terence has been.".
"Now come on Terence we've kept this gentleman waiting to use the toilet for long enough" Gilly commanded as she smiled to the waiting gentleman who has helped with Thomas's shy bladder.
"No leave those trousers where they are you can raise them when you get back to the seat".
This said Gilly took firm hold of one of Thomas's hand and dragged Thomas down the aisle. Thomas hobbling after her trying to raise his pants to cover his flapping prick and balls, but failing as Gilly relentlessly dragged him down the length of the entire aisle.
Much to Thomas's humiliation a wave of laughter followed him down
the aisle as the passengers turned to watch the comical sight of
a 11 year old, hobbling down the aisle, penis flapping and his
pink bottom on display.
It was much to poor Thomas's relief when he finally made it back to his seat. His fellow children laughing at him, except his two brothers who knew it could have just as easily be them, and a sympathetic smile from Terence, who knew just how brusque his mother could be with little boys rights.
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The rest of the flight was uneventful, none of the other children for some strange reason required the toilet for the entire flight. The only further incident was when a stunning flight attendant ruffled Thomas's hair as he existed the plane, saying, "I really hope YOU will fly with us again."
Her smile and knowing gaze at Thomas legs causing him to blush fiercely and hurry off the plane mumbling,
"Thank you" at the attendant.
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The fifteen children and their harassed looking chaperones made their way through Zurich airport, and with typical Swiss efficiency were reunited with all their baggage.
Mr Browne led the gaggle of children through the green channel of Customs.
"Entschuldigen sie bitte"
Richard Cooper stops confused as a woman in the uniform of a Swiss customs officer steps in front of him.
"die Ausweispapiere, bitte"
The woman demands of Richard, who not speaking German, could not understand what the officer wanted.
"She wants your identity papers."
A male Customs officer walks over, translating his colleagues request.
"Is there a problem officer." Mr Browne enquires as he walks over to Richard and the two officers.
"No problem Sir, just a routine random customs stop".
"Of course, here is Richard's passport, I hope everything is in order."
"Hhmmmmm, yes these seems OK, now Richard if you would follow my colleague, we will do a standard search for prohibited goods".
"Is that really necessary officer, he is just a child, and our group has a long train ride ahead to get to our lodge tonight" Mr Browne asks, looking back at the milling schoolchildren.
"I am afraid so Sir, but don't worry it won't take more than 30 minutes. You see my colleague here is new and insists doing everything by the book", with these words the two officers begin to lead Richard off to a door with 'Zone Restreinte' over it.
"Miss Tomkin's - Mrs Smith, you best go ahead in case you miss the train. I will stay here with Richard and we will catch up with later" Mr Browne tells the two adults with a resigned sigh.
Richard looked around as he walked through the door. The room was small and windowless, a table up against the far wall, and a desk with several compartments along another.
The female officer walks over to the far table and from beneath picks up a plastic box and begins sorting through its contents. The male officer sits at the desk and from a drawer a sheaf of forms.
"Richard there is no need to worry" the male officer reassures the anxious 10 year old, "you were only stopped because you happened to be the 20th person through customs".
"OK Sir, I haven't been naughty, really".
"I should hope not, now I have a few questions to ask you".
With this the male Customs officer asks a number of question, Richard's age, address, next of kin and so on. After a few minutes Richard has began to regain his composure. The seated officer turns to the female customs officer who had been sorting through some objects,
Turning to her counterpart she nods that she is ready. Seeing this the seated officer stands up and addresses Richard.
"Well Richard everything seems in order, all we have to do now is search you for drugs and other 'naughty' things" a jovial smile on his face.
"First things first take your clothes off, and hand them to me, so I can check through them".
"Errr, please no, whaa"
"Richard I have always been told that little English boys were brave, surely you can't be afraid of simply taking your clothes, both of us are Government officials, now will you be a good boy and obey your seniors?" the customes officer smiled at Richard playing on the little boys jingoistic pride.
Desperate not to show himself or his fellow countryman Richard began to do as he was bid. His hands shaking as he pulled off his jumper, and then his vest. Looking at the man, who motioned him to continue, Richard began to slowly pull down the comfortable jogging pants he wore for the flight.
"Schnell, schnell..." The female officer barks from across the room. Immediately she bends over and levers each of his trainers off. Just as quickly and dispassionately she removes Richard's socks and pants.
Leaving the naked Richard standing shivering in the centre of the room, Sonya the female customs officer hands the removed clothing to the seated male, who began quickly frisking them. Whilst doing so he speaks quickly to his partner, in a language that Richard cannot understand. Swivelling in his chair he looks at Richard who stands naked his hands covering his privates.
"Richard, my colleague will now do an external just to ensure you are not sneaking anything in".
Wondering why it was always him, that things like this happened too he looked longingly at the door, considering making a run, before remembering his naked state.
The female customs officer walks over to him and takes hold of his head, and with a latex covered finger began to poke and look in his mouth. The foul taste if the latex making Richard gag, his mouth jerking shut instinctively, nipping the officers finger between his teeth.
"Arrraaaghhh... Naughty, naughty boy" she screams in heavily accented english, punctuating each syllable with a hard slap to Richard's bottom.
Mr Browne sitting outside the room reading his book. Looks up in surprise as he hears boy flesh being slapped, and Richard crying. Understanding how difficult Richard can be Mr Browne was not surprised that the boy had to be disciplined, and rolling his eyes at the thought of spending the next week with the boy returned to his book.
Back in the room Richard stood crying, his bottom bright red, after the painful slaps at the hands of the woman. Recovering her composure and shooting a venomous look at the boy. Continuing her search she grasps his 2 inch penis and lifts it up to look beneath it, sniffing in disdain she drops the offending organ having found nothing.
Brusquely she cupped and rolled Richard's tiny balls, pulling them to one side to see if anything was hidden beneath them.
The casual manipulation of his bits had its inevitable effect
upon Richard. His little penis began hardening, until it poked
out in all its glory.
"Oh, das ist niedlich" the female officer called out to her partner as she saw the effect of her examination. The man seeing what the woman was referring to laughed at the sight of Richard standing naked in the centre of the room, his penis poking out while the woman removed her latex gloves, and with a last slap on his bottom walked away from the red faced boy.
The female officer having not found any drugs shook her hand at her counterpart who had long since finished searching Richard's clothing and had been watching with amusement the sight of Richard's forced excitement at being fondled by his partner.
"Well Richard it seems you are free to get dressed and resume your holiday." he advised the boy who with these words began to dress himself. As Richard still red eyed from the discomfort of his sore hole and penis winced over to the door, the male officer called out once more,
"Oh and I do hope you enjoy your stay in our wonderful country".
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Seeing Richard step through the door Mr Browne stood up.
"Well come on then you have wasted enough of my day already, we will have to hurry to catch the last train".
Walking stiffly Richard hurry's after the headmaster who turns and barks out,
"And stop that snivelling or I will take your pants down and give you something to cry about".
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Pittshorne Holiday Lodge - Later that night.
"I am sorry sir, but the booking for the remaining room was cancelled when you failed to show on time".
"Well what am I to do with this boy then" Mr Browne countered to the Clerks statement.
His patience worn thin by the fact that he had missed his dinner due to Richard's run in with authority, and now it seems that one of the rooms booked by the school had gone, due to the delay.
"Unfortunately the only room available is the Imperial suite at
500 francs per day" seeing the dismissive look on the head
teachers face the clerk continued "all the other rooms are fully
filled, the best we can do is to allow the boy to sleep with you,
you were the only the only one of your group with a double room
all to themselves".
At this revelation the two other adults Gilly Smith and Miss Tomkin's looked at the Headmaster, perhaps questioning why they had to share a room.
"Urr, well yes, in that case the boy will have to share with me" Mr Browne quickly backtracks in order to avoid the accusatory eyes of his colleagues.
"Well come on child".
Mr Browne's room like most hotel rooms is bland in its decor. A solitary double bed sits in the middle of the room. An onset bath and toilet lead off to one side. The sole saving grace of the room was the magnificent view of the Alps that the balcony window provided.
With a tired sigh Mr Browne dropped his bags on the floor. Richard behind him doing the same with his bags.
"Well Richard its to late to unpack now. Get washed up and ready for bed".
"Yes Sir". Sensing that it would not be wise to press his head teacher tonight, he went off to the facilities, from which a few moments later the sound of running water issues forth from.
Mr Browne remove his jacket and undressed to his silk boxer shorts. Blowing his cheeks out he let out a sigh wishing he had the time to go down to the hotel bar for a stiff scotch.
What was keeping that boy he thought, as the need to relieve himself began pressing on the tired teachers mind, and more urgently upon his bladder.
With a look at the clock he stood and strode into the bathroom.
To the side he could just make out the small shape of Richard's body, as the boy washed himself under the spraying water.
"Richard get a move on I need to use the bathroom"
Hearing no response from Richard, he pulled open the shower curtain.
Richard oblivious to the Mr Browne's entry to the bathroom turned in surprise when the shower curtain whished open. Richard's hand still on his tiny erect penis where he had been giving himself a nice hand job.
"Oh for Gods sake boy, what do you think you are doing. No don't tell me I know exactly what you was doing. Good grief here am I waiting to use the facilities while you boy are in here abusing yourself instead of washing like I told you too. Well boy would you care to explain what you are doing?"
Richard stared back at the annoyed teacher, a blush flowing down the entire length of his body. His hand still moving up and down slowly on his penis. Realising what he had been caught doing, and was still doing, he quickly moved his hand away from his engorged penis.
"Well Richard I am waiting..."
"Sorry Sir, but its been such a long time since, you know..."
"I know what boy?, that you cannot even control yourself for a single day" by now Mr Browne had reached into the shower and had grasped Richard by the shoulder and shook him gently emphasising each point.
"I'm sorry, really Sir, But Mum and Dad insist that I, you know do it 5 or 6 times a day. I just couldn't help it Sir. If I didn't do my exercises then it just wouldn't be right" with this admission Richard looked at his feet the water from the shower still cascading down his pale body, his penis now losing its hardness and beginning to soften.
Poor child the teacher thought. Of course he must be suffering if he has been masturbating several times a day, and gone straight back to nothing. I wonder how Lee and Thomas are coping he wondered, sleeping as they are in a room with 4 other boys.
"Richard, Richard look at me, that's better. Now Richard you should have told me what you was doing. You see as the teacher here I am in loco parentis this means I need to know when you require something"
Mr Browne quickly drew the boy into a comforting hug.
"Now Richard I want you to carry on and finish what you started"
At this Richard stammered in surprise "You want me to, you know, play with myself".
"Yes Richard I'm responsible for ensuring you are healthy and well. If you stressed and anxious then I am failing in my duty. For the rest of this week if you feel you need to relieve yourself please tell me, do you understand?"
"Yes Sir, Thank you".
"OK child, you carry on rubbing your dicky".
Richard although still embarrassed at being caught masturbating by his head teacher, knew that he had to cum, or he wouldn't get a wink of sleep. With this thought he took hold of his wilting penis and began rubbing it back and forth. Closing his eyes he brought forth the sight of Sharon, the teen girl he had seen punished when his parents took him to the church hall, an image he always used when trying to quickly cum.
With a jump he felt Mr Browne's large hand stroke him down his back, leaving a trail of shower gel behind.
"Don't jump Richard, I'm just going to finish washing you. After all the time your taking you will have used up all the hot water" throughout this explanation Mr Browne continued to rub the shower gel over Richard's wet body.
The feeling of his teachers hands, and a male teacher at that, washing him caused Richard's penis to begin to soften. Mr Browne did not comment but merely kept up his brisk impersonal task.
Richard concentrating once more on the mental picture of his imaginary girlfriend Sharon began to rub himself faster. Imagining the hands of Mr Browne as they washed his things and legs were really the hands of a pretty teenage girl.
The combination of his fast hand and the rubbing and cleaning of Mr Browne began to have its inevitable effect.
Mr Browne stopped his washing of the young child's body when he noticed the deep rapid breathing of Richard, and the tensing of the boys small penis and groin.
"Oh, Oh, arhhh, Sir I'm cumming, I'm cumming" these last words said as Richard drycum with a shuddering shiver of relief.
Taking hold of the flannel that he had been using Mr Browne lent forward and briskly rubbed and washed the small penis.
"There you go boy, all better. Now get dried and into bed, we have an early start tomorrow" As Richard squeezes past the body of his head teacher, Mr Browne delivers to gentle smacks to the wet behind of the pre pubescent child - Slaaap, Slaaap,
"And then straight to bed".
It was some 15 minutes later that Mr Browne had finished his own shower and returned to the bedroom. When he walked in Mr Browne discovered that Richard had slid into the bed and had already fallen asleep.
Looking down fondly at the small boy Mr Browne turned off the light and slipped into bed next to the sleeping nude boy. At this disturbance Richard murmured gently in his sleep, and instinctively began to cuddle into the warn pyjama clad body of the adult. Mr Browne by now bone tired quickly joined the young boy in sleep.
The next 6 days quickly passed for the Cooper boys and the others in the school trip. The boys and girls were boisterous and energetic and soon run the 3 adults ragged, as they quickly picked up the art of skiing, as well as picking up a fair few bruises when doing so.
Lee and Thomas both teased Richard about having to share a room with the Head teacher. Richard however kept his own counsel as he was not displeased with the arrangement. While Lee and Thomas complained that they had no privacy to keep up their developmental exercises as they shared their room with a couple of boys whose parents had not as yet introduced the new regime. Richard however was happy enough, Whilst Mr Browne had not physically helped Richard rub himself off, he did allow Richard to do it himself in the shower, while Mr Browne helped wash the boy. Richard still felt slightly uncomfortable with his teacher seeing him nude, let alone wash him and share a bed; it was a small price to pay.
Mr Browne, Miss Tomkin's and Gilly Smith sat around the small table in the restaurant enjoying their last evening in Switzerland. The three were sampling a number of liqueurs from the bar, safe in the knowledge that the children were in bed.
From the floor above a muffled crash was heard and a female voice speaking loudly in German. A few minutes later the hotel manager bustled over and whispered into the ear of Mr Browne.
"SHE FOUND WHAT. Unbelievable" he exclaimed.
At the quizzical looks from his companions he explained.
"It seems that a young housemaid here was getting some sheets from a store when she came upon two of our charges, playing with themselves".
"Which two" Gilly Smith asked.
"Thomas and Lee Cooper. It seems they have not been able to control their base urges" Mr Browne replied.
"You mean they were..."
"Yes in a linen cupboard. The poor housemaid opened the door to find 2 boys furiously masturbating themselves. He poor girl fainted in shock dropping the mop and bucket she was carrying."
"Explaining the noise we heard?"
"Yes, another cleaner heard the noise and found the two boys quickly zipping themselves up and trying to make their escape, leaving the poor maid unconscious laying on the floor".
Miss Tomkin's and Gilly shared a grin imagining the scene as the two boys were caught red handed as it were.
"Ladies this is no joking matter" stated with an unamused glare at the two women.
The hotel manager tugged the arm of Mr Browne who nodding stood and followed the manager.
As Mr Browne followed the manager through the hotel corridors his anger increased, not just with boys but with himself. 'I should have realised that boys will be boys. After all I ensured that Richard was cared for in that regard'.
Finally the pair of men followed by the two women walked into the large hotel linen room. A scene of chaos confronted them. A teenage girl aged about 16 or 17 dressed in a hotel maids uniform lay propped up on the floor, her feet dangling in a pool of dirty water which had spilled from a fallen bucket. A female hotel cleaner comforting the distressed maid. In the far corner stood Thomas and Lee, casting desperate glances at the open door, a groan of despair issuing from their lips when they saw the 4 adults crowd into the room.
Mr Browne stood for a few moments taking in the state of the room before focusing on the two boys.
"Well Thomas, well Lee would you care to explain to me why you are going around flashing your dirty bits to young girls?"
The two boys said nothing keeping there eyes fixed on the floor as the 6 people in the room with them concentrated on them.
"Thomas" Gilly interrupted the pregnant silence and lent forward with a finger tilted Thomas's chin up until he faced her "Answer My Browne, why were in here of all places" a dismissive wave of her hand encompassing the drab interior of the room "playing with you thingy?"
"I'm sorry really Miss, Sir, but it's just that me and Lee haven't been able to do it for the past week"
"But why here child of all places?" the matronly woman replied.
"It's just that we share a room with 3 other boys, we have no privacy, this is the only place we could find for...you know." Thomas managed blushing at speaking about this to the woman who 6 days ago had taken him to toilet in front of an entire plane, and who since then Thomas had avoided like the plague.
"Hmmppphh, I doubt very much Thomas, Lee that the boys you share with are entirely unfamiliar with what you were doing" Mr Browne answered folding his arms across his chest.
"You will have to be punished for this children. The poor maid was frightened out of her wits at your disgusting display... LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU".
"Sorry Sir, Sorry Miss" the two boys eeeked out quailing at the ferocity of Mr Browne's voice.
"That's a good start boys, but not enough. Not only did you wave your dicks at an impressionable young girl, but tried to run away leaving her here on the floor. If it weren't for the cleaner here" at this Mr Browne pointed at the cleaner who was comforting the maid, who scowled at the two boys, "you would have run away".
"No an apology is not enough. Both of you have a well deserved
"Please Sir don't spank me, I'm still sore from where I fell over on the piste" the 7 year old Lee begged.
"Quiet Lee you should have thought about that before flashing girls, now strip, you both know that spankings are on the bare for 'regime' children".
The two brothers started to slowly remove their clothing, but looked pleadingly at the hotel manager and 2 employees.
"Don't think to try that boys" Miss Tomkin's responded to the looks "the two ladies here are the ones you offended, so it's right that they stay and watch, and the Manager here is responsible for his staff. Now hurry up or do you want me to do it for you?"
With this threat from the young teacher the two children quickly hurried hoping to get through this as soon as possible. Moments later the two boys stood before two small piles of the clothes, their hands automatically going to their hands in a position that their parents insisted they took when naked, so as to prevent them covering themselves.
The 6 adults viewing examined the boys closely. Thomas 11 was clearly beginning to show the first signs of growth. He was undoubtedly still very much a child. His penis and balls small and hairless, his pale skin broken only by his red blushing cheeks and pink nipples.
However compared to Lee he appeared fully grown. Despite being 7 Lee looked to the on-looking adults as little more than a toddler. His penis no more than an inch long, though this may be due to slight chill in the room. Even with this excuse though Lee was clearly immature and unimpressive.
Leaving the boys standing naked hands on head Mr Browne quickly conversed with the hotel Manager, who in turn spoke in German to the maid and cleaner.
The Maid and cleaner both nodded at whatever the manager had said, but did not take their eyes of the two boys. The young maid who was 16 had never seen a boy nude, whereas the cleaner who was 50 had seen her own boys when they were babies but that was over 25 years ago. They took this opportunity to examine the boys carefully slowly sweeping their eyes over the expanse of male pre pubescent flesh exposed to them.
"Thomas, Lee, its been decided that it would be appropriate for the two ladies your behaviour has hurt the most deliver your spankings" Mr Browne declared to the two horrified boys.
"Oh please Sir no" Thomas begged.
Ignoring the boys pleading Mr Browne took Thomas by the arm and dragged him over. The cleaner by now had stood and eagerly took hold of Thomas when he was handed to her. The Maid who had somewhat recovered had also stood and with an imperious crook of her finger directed Lee to trot over.
The cleaner lifted one knee and rested it upon a box briskly took Thomas by the arm and pulled him over her knee. With a skill obtained as a mother she immediately delivered swift rapid and above all very hard slaps on Thomas's bottom. Such was the sheer speed and velocity the cleaner that everyone in the room, saving Thomas, stopped and watched the beating. Thomas's bottom went from pale white to bright red without becoming pink at all.
Thomas was noisily surprised. He had been over the knees of both his Mum and Dad many many times, and thought he could take a mere spanking with no problems. However this cleaner was not spanking with love, she was hitting his bottom with every ounce of anger and bitterness about her life as an unhappy wife and an even unhappier hotel cleaner.
Slap, Slap, Slap ... Each blow come so fast that at first that Thomas could not utter a sound. This soon stopped and he screamed in pain not believing how hard this insane woman could hit. Squirming in agony he twisted off her knee and made to escape. The cleaner wise to this stopped his bid for freedom by the simple expedient of grabbing the nape of his neck and bodily shoving him back over her raised knee. Unintentionally but unfortunately for Thomas when he crashed back over the cleaners knee he landed awkwardly his poor balls trapped between the knee and Thomas's body. Squawking in an agony he could not believe existed, his body jerked up to relieve the crushing of his precious jewels, just as the Cleaners hand impacted once more on his inflamed bottom causing him to flop back, squarely on his tender parts. This jerk and impacted landing occurred twice more before his balls were flopped back into a safe position.
The viewing adults were very impressed at the effect that a mere hand spanking seemed to have on an 11 year old boy, as Thomas screamed due to the combined assault on his privates and his bottom, unaware of the poor child's unfortunate landing.
The Hotel manager turning his eyes from Thomas's bright red cheeks with obvious reluctance indicated the pretty young maid to try her hand on Lee.
Lee by now was crying his eyes out bitterly regretting having agreed with Thomas to come in here and do 'it'. Having seen the intense spanking his brother was going through, Lee knew for a fact that he could never take such a spanking and survive, could he??
The Maid recovered now from the surprise of caching these two perverts wanking themselves was determined to make the most of her opportunity with Lee's botty. Katherine had taken a job as a hotel Maid in order to make a few francs so that she could buy herself a care, was the youngest of 3 children her two older brothers being so much older than her had made her life a misery with their teasing. She now had the opportunity to get her own back on a boy, it may not have been one of her brothers that she would really have liked to spank, but Lee here would do as a substitute.
Katherine pulled Lee over to her and pulled the snivelling but unresisting boy over her lap. Seeing the two mounds of Lee's tiny bubble bottom pointing up at her she was suddenly unsure what she should do. A look to her left and she saw the cleaner continuing to spank Thomas but now with deliberate aim, Thomas himself had stopped screaming and all that came from him now was little cries at a particularly painful slap, his face snotty and red from his crying.
Seeing this sterling example she rased her hand and delivered a weak slap to Lee's left cheek. The other adults gave her a look encouraging her to put more effort into it. Steeling herself she delivered a harder slap to the right cheek. This one was more effective and left a little red impact mark. Gaining some confidence from this small triumph she proceeded to slap each cheek alternately. She knew that she was nowhere near as accomplished a boy spanker as the cleaner, but what she lacked in skill she more than made up for in enthusiasm. She slapped the two bouncing targets in front of her smiling broadly at the great fun she was having.
Gilly and Miss Tomkin's shared a smile at the obvious delight that the young girl was gaining from the spanking. The 3 chaperones and the Hotel manager allowed the spanking to carry on a for a couple of minutes, before Mr Browne indicated that enough was enough.
By now the sounds of flesh being slapped echoing down the corridor had caused a small crowd of heads to appear down the hall. The fellow hotel guests and particularly the other children ridden with curiosity at what was happening in the linen closet.
Mr Browne spoke quietly to the manager when the Maid and cleaner finished their task. The manager nodded in agreement and with the two hotel employees in tow left the Coopers alone with their teachers. The young maid when leaving took a last look at both Lee and Thomas now standing in the linen closet nude and red bottomed thinking that perhaps today was not quite such a bad day as it may have been.
Mr Browne directed the two boys to face the wall and place their hands on their heads. The two boys swiftly complied. With their faces pressed against the linen covered shelves they caught brief snatches of the conversation that the 3 remaining adults were having.
"Well we have to do something... What of the other children... It's only right... Oh so that's why Richard didn't... Are you sure... OK, you two deal with that and I will see to the others".
"Thomas and Lee turn and face me" Mr Browne broke the tense waiting of the two boys.
"You have both been very naughty and richly deserved you punishment, didn't you?"
"Yes sir" the two sore boys mumbled.
"However I cannot help but feel somewhat responsible. I should have realised that you two were used to a greater level of physiological activity then most your age. THAT IS NOT TO SAY I APPROVE OF ABUSING YOURSELF IN PUBLIC, is that clear?"
"Err yes Sir" a somewhat confused response from the two boys.
"Well we have decided that you two should be allowed to relieve yourselves much as Richard has been. Therefore Miss Tomkin's and Mrs Smith have agreed to help manage your condition this evening. They will masturbate you while I tell the others from the group what has been going on. Oh and don't think that I won't tell your parents. I sincerely believe that your bottoms no matter how red and sore they are now, will have worse to come when you get home".
"Please Sir" Thomas started "It's OK we can control ourselves, we don't want to you know be played with, please".
"I'm sorry what possible part of my words did you take to mean you had a choice. Mrs Smith and Miss Tomkin's have agreed to do this unpleasant task because you obviously need it. That means that THEY WILL DO IT, and you will thank them afterwards, or they have my express permission to turn you over their knees again, no matter how sore and sorry you are. IS THAT CLEAR...? Good. Gilly. Miss Tomkin's I'll leave these two in your capable hands, while I make sure that the other children aren't causing havoc. Oh and don't worry the manager has agreed that we can do this so you can use this linen room without fear of disturbance".
With this Mr Browne glared once more at the two contrite boys and stalked out to the corridor, hearing already the boisterous shout issuing from his children's rooms.
Gilly Smith looked over the two boys and then to Miss Tomkin's a delighted grin all over her face.
"Well do you have a preference as to which you want?".
"Oh no Mrs Smith" the young teacher replied "having seen their appendages I can't say that either are particularly irresistible" this demeaning comment by the teacher was coupled with a waggling of her little finger to mimic the shortcomings of the two humiliated Cooper boys.
"Well in that case, I'll take Thomas" she said to her counterpart. Turning to the lucky 11 year old she continued,
"Oh I so did enjoy our time in the air plane cubicle, Tommy, so I really want to see what your little dicky looks like when its hard".
Thomas flushed once more remembering his humiliation at the hands of Mrs Smith.
"Lee over here lets get this stharted, whoops I mean started" the slightly tipsy Miss Tomkin's directed. The few glasses of wine she had enjoyed at the restaurant catching up with her.
Gilly Smith sat down on a handy box and pulled Thomas over to her. Sliding her legs apart she carefully positioned Thomas so his bottom faced her lap and his penis faced his brother and Miss Tomkin's.
Feeling the heat of the middle aged woman's body, Thomas felt a shiver go through his penis, the middle aged woman beginning slowly and gently began wanking his 2.5 inch penis hard.
Thomas his dick being slowly manipulated had now choice but to watch as his youngest brother Lee as Miss Tomkin's knelt in front of him and genteelly cupped his small testicles in one hand and examined Lee's small inch or so of penis carefully, as if it were some small coloured pebble she had found on a beach. Thomas wished he was in the hands of Miss Tomkin's. The pretty woman in her young twenties was stirring mysterious feelings in Thomas, and watching her softly massage Lee's balls was re-firing those feelings.
Miss Tomkin's was ecstatic. Despite being 22 she was still a virgin. If she was honest with herself she had always been afraid of boys and their scary 'bits'. Rolling young Lee's tiny soft balls in her hand she watched the tiny cocklet beginning to stir, enjoying this chance to examine what all the fuss was about.
Flicking her eyes over to Gilly Smith and Thomas she watched Gilly's technique and tried to copy it on Lee's smaller package. Keeping one hand firmly on his balls she placed her thumb and forefinger, and began jerking it back and forth roughly.
"Oowwwwwww" Lee screamed as his tight foreskin was roughly drawn back.
Wincing in sympathy Mrs Smith spoke out, "Gently dear, like this" as she demonstrated a gentle rubbing motion on Thomas's erect penis.
Watching the experienced woman Miss Tomkin's adjusted her grip and began much to Lee's relief a more gentle hand job.
"That's better dear" Gilly praised the young teacher.
For the next two minutes Lee and Thomas stared at each other, as each of them was masturbated against their will. As nature took its course Thomas began to reach the point of no return, at the experienced hands of Mrs Smith.
"Oh Miss, Miss I'm cumming".
"That's fine dear, just relax and let yourself go" with these encouraging words Mrs Smith began speeding up her motions.
"Ah, ah, ah I'm cumming" Thomas blurted out as his body spasmed at the hands of his friends mother.
"Oh, oh you can stop now Mrs Smith, I've cum" Richard told the woman as she had carried on her slow hand job.
"Miss please stop I've cum and its starting to hurt".
"Shussssh now Tommy, I know you've come, but Lee here hasn't and Mr Browne explicitly asked me to give you both relief until you both have cum".
At this Tommy was aghast his wee wee was sore and the rubbing was no longer pleasurable indeed it was starting to hurt. Gilly and Miss Tomkin's shared a knowing smile, both knew that Mr Browne had made no mention of carrying on after the first cum, but Miss Tomkin's appreciated Gilly's cunning in continuing this torture on Thomas.
Miss Tomkin's continued her rubbing of Lee's 1 inch penis. She could not however match Gilly's hand job skills, long developed on a lucky Mr Smith. Fortunately for Thomas she was persistent and Lee soon began panting gently as he neared his release.
Moments before Lee felt his release coming, Thomas reached his second as Gilly continued the tormenting rubbing of his red raw penis.
"I'm cumming... I'm cummmiiinnnnggg... aaaarr,aaaarhh, ahh" Thomas cried out his second release and started crying as the pain and shame became too much.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Miss Tomkins" with this Lee jerked and nearly broke free from the young teachers grip, before finally calming down.
Seeing Lee cum and Miss Tomkin's release the young boy following his shuddering climax, Gilly Smith finally stopped her rubbing of Thomas's by now red penis. Turning the boy to face her she cupped his chin in her hand raising it so that she could look him straight in his tear filled eyes.
"Now Thomas, and you Lee. I hope you learned your lesson, if you feel the need to touch these things of yours" with this she casually flicked the still hard dick bobbing between Thomas legs, "then you should immediately tell an adult, who will decide whether you need to be relieved, is that clear, I SAID IS THAT CLEAR?".
"Yes Miss, Yes Miss".
"Good then come on children, time you were back in bed, we're going home tomorrow" with these words Mrs Smith stood up and took Thomas and Lee by their hands and made her way to the door to the linen closet. Miss Tomkin's picked up the two piles of children's clothing from where they were on the floor and followed the three out of the door.
As she walked through the door she saw Gilly and the 2 children walking down the corridor, the two bare red bottoms of the boys reflecting the light from the fluorescent lights of the hotel corridor.
As the two boys were walked back to their room, heads appeared from the other guest rooms where the heads of curious guests peeked out; their curiosity aroused by the unusual sounds emanating from the linen closet.
"Excuse please" a young female head asked in broken english as the boys walked past her door, "what is going on, please" she asked her eyes ablaze with curiosity as she watched the naked boys.
"Nothing to worry about dear" Gilly replied halting at the ladies door, "just these two boys being naughty, say sorry to the young lady for disturbing her".
"Sorry miss, Sorry miss" Lee and Thomas apologised their eyes downcast and faces red, as yet another stranger examined them as they stood naked in the hallway.
"Ja, Ja, English boys Ja?" She asked, at which Gilly and Miss Tomkin's both nodded.
"Oh I had heard that you English had changed the rules with little boys, I approve, yes, Maybe we change rules here in Switzerland, hope so yes", with that she gave a little laugh and closed the door upon the two naked and thoroughly humiliated children.