Gym Class Troubles Part 1
By: Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
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Gym Class Troubles Part 1
BY: Hooked6
My name is Andy. I have pretty much gotten over this now but
at the time it was the most devastating thing to ever happen
to me.
During my first year in high school I had a lot of adjusting
to do. I was shy, timid and much smaller than most of the
kids in my freshman class. I was slow to develop physically
compared to most boys my age. This was further aggravated by
the fact that I started elementary school almost a year
younger than my peers because of the month my birthday fell
in so I was always the little guy.
Anyway, Gym class (or Physical Education as it is now
called) was a required course. There was no getting out of
it. We had to dress out for gym in a special athletic
uniform. We did the usual stuff like exercising, running
track, lifting weights and of course the occasional
basketball scrimmage. We were also required to take a
mandatory shower after class was over.
I was pretty modest about the shower part and usually waited
until most boys had finished theirs before taking mine.
Showers were done at a community shower room that was part
of the locker room. In it, there were 4 shower poles each
with three showerheads. There was no privacy about any of
this and sooner or later most boys just stripped off after
class and walked around naked either before or soon after
washing off. Everyone except me that is. I was too
embarrassed to be seen naked by the guys.
As I said I usually fiddled about and managed to be the last
one to shower just to avoid being seen. I always brought my
own towel from home too - a rather large, red beach towel -
to wrap around me as I waited my turn to clean up. I did
this to keep as much of me covered as possible. You see I
had not yet grown any pubic hair like all the other guys. I
was also amazed at how BIG the other boys' privates were
after seeing them naked in the locker room.
This habit of mine - covering myself with the red towel -
wasn't as inconspicuous as I thought and it was clearly
noticed by some of the more bully-types.
One Friday, when gym class was at the end of the day, I was
waiting for my turn to shower. I had already stripped off my
clothes being careful to do it when nobody was actually
looking at me and had wrapped my red towel around my waist.
I was busying myself at my locker trying to look natural as
the others finished up. As the last person left the locker
area, I headed over to quickly wash up. I had to really
hurry or I would miss my school bus home.
As I entered the shower area I was grabbed from behind by
several boys and my arms were held firmly behind my back by
one of them. "WELL, WELL, WELL! Look what we have here,"
said Derrick sarcastically. He was about the meanest boy in
class and was usually in all sorts of trouble. He looked me
over as the other boys held me fast. "What makes you so
SPECIAL that you have to parade around in that fancy red
towel of yours? What's the matter? Are our regular school
towels not good enough for you?" he asked mockingly.
"LET ME GO!" I yelled and struggled to free myself. It was
no use though, as the boys were much stronger than me.
"I think he's actually PROUD of that towel. Don't you boys?"
Derrick asked the others. He then got an evil look in his
eyes and said, "Maybe he would like to show it off a little
around campus." The other boys nodded their heads in
agreement. With that I was dragged backwards toward the
locker room door - still clad only in my towel.
"NO! PLEASE I BEG YOU! STOP!" I pleaded. This only caused
them to laugh all the louder. One of the boys went back and
grabbed something from his locker and rejoined the group. I
was backed out the door and into the public hallway. Since
school was pretty much over for the day, thankfully the
corridor was empty. I was dragged down the hallway and into
the main gym area. I was taken to the side of a row of
bleachers just inside the door and pushed against the
supporting rails.
Derrick said to one of the gang, "Give me that athletic
tape," as he forced my hands over my head. Derrick took the
tape and proceeded to thoroughly tape my hands to one of the
support rails. I almost broke free a couple of times before
he finished but he only won out in the end. Soon I was tied
with my arms above my head unable to go anywhere clad only
in my red towel.
"HELP ME!" I screamed. I then realized that I shouldn't have
done that. Derrick then taped my mouth shout with more of
the tape.
A couple of girls shooting some hoops at the far end of the
basketball court heard the commotion and began walking
toward us. Standing in front of me the girls began laughing
and one asked, "What's going on?"
Derrick was quick to answer ever so sarcastically, "Andy
here just LOVES his RED towel so much, he wanted to show it
off a little." The girls all giggled and one said, "Ooohhhh,
Andy's face is almost as red as his towel!" Everyone thought
that was funny as I blushed all the more.
As they stood there mocking me, I continued to struggle to
free myself all the more. I was desperate to get away. Boy
was THAT ever a dumb thing to do! As I was twisting and
pulling against the tape I suddenly felt the towel to start
to unfasten!! I immediately froze! It got REALLY quiet as
everyone came to the same realization that I was about to
lose my cover! I started to scream, but all that came out
was a muffled sound from underneath my gag. The towel slowly
began slipping. Little by little it crept lower and lower
exposing more of my abdomen and pelvis. First my belly
button, then it would stop, then it would slip a bit further
and a little more of me was exposed, then more, and more.
In a panic I quickly tried pushing my butt against the rails
to hold it in place but this only delayed the inevitable. As
the towel continued slipping bit by bit I could literally
see the anticipation in the eyes of my captors. One girl's
eyes got sooo big I thought they were going to explode from
excitement! You could have heard a pin drop. My heart was
beating so fast and I silently hoped that I could somehow be
magically transported to anyplace but here. Then it
happened. In one quick motion the towel fell completely to
the floor and I was exposed for all to see!
"OH MY GOD! HE'S NAKED!" gasped one girl as she pulled her
hand to cover her open mouth. Derrick was laughing so hard
that tears began running down his face. The other boys were
laughing and slapping each other on their backs. I was so
humiliated. I didn't think it could get any worse until
another girl pointed straight at my crotch and said, "He
doesn't have hair! He's like my LITTLE brother!" Her remark
caused everyone to laugh all the louder. Here I had been
worried about the other boys in the locker room seeing me
without clothes and now I was being mocked by several girls
from my school!
One girl walked up to me and put her arm around my waist and
posed for the others. "Don't we just make the cutest LITTLE
couple?" she asked the others. Her emphasis on the word
LITTLE was all too embarrassing for me. I wanted to just
die.
She continued to pose as the others made lewd comments about
her choice in men. Hearing all that sexy talk and feeling
this girl actually touching my naked body as they all made
fun of me was more than I could bear. It was all too
confusing! I had feelings I couldn't control. My cock began
to stir. Right before their eyes I began getting an
erection. There was no stopping it! My penis back then, and
I hate to admit it even now, is pencil-thin when erect. It
points straight up when aroused. The girl posing with me
looked at it and mused, "I didn't know boys his age had them
THAT small! Wait until I tell Jenny about this!!"
Just then there was a sudden noise that echoed from the far
end of the gym. Someone must have entered. Everyone panicked
for fear of getting caught and started to run away. Derrick
bent down and picked up my towel and said, "See you later,
LITTLE buddy. If you tell anybody that it was me who did
this I'll beat the shit out of you, understand?"" With that
he ran off with my only means of covering myself, leaving me
naked and still taped to the bleachers!
My heart was racing as I continued to try and break free of
my tape. I had no idea what made that noise and I didn't
want to find out. I finally was able to loosen the tape just
enough to slowly slip my hands free. I had just reached up
and ripped the tape off my mouth when round the corner comes
Mrs. Patterson, the girl's gym instructor and Volleyball
coach!
"WHAT IN THE HELL. . .?" She said in a raised and confused
voice. I wanted to run but was somehow frozen with fear. I
didn't really know what to do. She looked at me then I saw
her eyes lower to my still semi-erect penis. Realizing that
a TEACHER was actually seeing me naked made it jump back to
life right before her eyes! Mrs. Patterson smirked a little
as she looked down at my inadequate privates, which made me
feel really awful. After lingering for a moment or two, she
then walked right up to me and, looking me right in the eye
asked, "Just what do you think you are doing young man?" She
was serious now. Very serious. I was in trouble no doubt
about it.
"Some boys dragged me in here and taped me to the bleachers
like this! I wasn't doing anything bad, honest!" I said as
my voice began to crack. Mrs. Patterson continued looking me
in the eye for a while then stepped back as if she was in
thought. She then looked down at my aroused state and said
as she continued looking at my penis, "Yeah, right! You know
darn well that the girls have Volleyball practice in here
after school on Friday's, don't you?"
I could tell she wasn't convinced so I quickly pointed to
the bleacher railings and said, "It's true. See? Here's the
tape they tied me with." She looked up for a minute and then
shook her head as if still in doubt. She grabbed my arm
firmly and said, "You had best come with me while I sort
this out, young man." With that she escorted me out of the
gym increasing her grip as we walked along to keep me from
running away. We were headed down a corridor to her office.
As we entered the outer reception room of her office, Tina,
a friend and classmate of mine was filing papers with her
back toward us. When she heard the door opening, she turned
around and, seeing me naked let out a gasp, then a little
giggle. As I was paraded past her toward Mrs. Patterson's
office, she turned to Tina and said authoritatively, "Not
ONE word young lady or you'll spend all next week in
detention after school." Tina shook her head to indicate she
understood and silently watched as I was led into the
office.
Once inside, she closed the door and stood me against the
wall opposite her desk. There was a big glass window that
opened out to the reception area where Tina was working.
There were no drapes or blinds to close, so she had a great
view of me standing against the wall as I was interrogated.
"Ok, young man. Who are you and WHAT were you doing NAKED in
my gymnasium?" I lowered my head and told her my name and
repeated my story of what had happened. The coach walked
around her desk and said, "Listen. You are in BIG trouble.
Don't lie to me. I want the truth and I want it now!" She
obviously didn't believe me. Either that or all her years of
teaching had taught her to be very skeptical about things.
"It's the truth, Honest!" I said, desperately wanting her to
believe me.
"All right. Have it your way. Some boys taped you up. Who
were these boys?" she asked indignantly. I recalled the last
words Derrick said about beating me up if I told on him, so
I just said that I didn't really know who they were. I told
her she might still be able to catch them if she hurried.
She looked at me silently for a second or two then told me
she would have a look around and not to move a muscle until
she got back.
After she left, Tina came right up to the window and stared
at me. I instinctively covered myself which only made her
giggle. I couldn't actually hear her laughing but I could
tell she was enjoying my humiliation. She didn't even try to
look busy. She just stared and occasionally waved at me
teasingly through the glass. Once I could even read her lips
as she said, "Move your hands so I can see!" I turned red in
the face and turned around away from her. That didn't help
me feel any better though, as now she could clearly see my
naked butt. I still kept facing away from her however, too
embarrassed to turn around. Later, I heard a tapping sound
against the glass. I ignored it but the tapping persisted. I
was getting mad now! I had had enough. I was going to tell
Tina off. As I put my hands to my mouth and turned around to
shout as loud as I could to give her a piece of my mind, I
saw 4 strange girls at the window dressed in Volleyball
uniforms! They were grinning from ear to ear! There was no
telling how long they had been staring at my naked body
through the window.
My mouth dropped and I was in shock! Just then one of them
opened the door and walked in. Laughing the whole time she
asked, "Excuse me, ah, little boy. Do you know where Coach
Patterson is? She's late for practice." Realizing I was
giving all of them a great view of my penis, I dropped my
hands from my mouth to hide my privates and shook my head
no. Everyone laughed at me and through the open door, I
heard Tina explain that I was in trouble and that Mrs.
Patterson went off looking for other boys that were in
trouble too. The girl in the doorway said teasingly, "How
CUTE! Maybe I'll SEE you around," and still laughing
hysterically, closed the door.
Soon Mrs. Patterson returned and told me that she didn't
find any other boys in the gym. She explained that she had
decided to believe my wild-story just this once, but that
she had better not catch me naked again or there would be
hell to pay! She then asked me if I had missed my bus. I had
forgotten all about that and told her that I surely must
have by now.
She picked up the phone and asked for my mom's phone number
so she could come and pick me up. I could have just died!
"Not my MOM," I thought! I had to stand there listening as
this teacher explained to my mom what had happened. I could
only imagine what she must have been thinking.
When she hung up the phone I meekly thanked her for
believing me and said, "My clothes are still in the boys'
locker room. Can I go and get dressed now?"
The teacher got a blank look on her face and then said,
"Andy, I'm sorry but everything is locked up now. I only
have the keys to the girl's locker room and the main gym
doors. I can't help you there."
I really started to worry now. "I can't go home LIKE THIS!"
I protested. Mrs. Patterson replied, "No. No, I guess you
can't can you." She was pondering the possibilities when
Tina came in the open door to say she was leaving.
"I overheard you just now and I have a T-shirt he could
borrow if that would help?" she offered. I breathed a sigh
of relief!
"That would be most helpful, Tina" she said and my friend
scurried off to retrieve it. Soon she was back and tossed me
the shirt and waved goodbye. I IMMEDIATELY put it on. It was
barely long enough to keep me covered, but at least I WAS
covered. The Coach made me sit in the gym as she conducted
Volleyball practice to keep an eye on me and for protection,
just in case the boys I had told her about came back. I was
really humiliated. I sat there trying to keep myself covered
wearing a T-shirt that said in large bold print "GIRL'S
RULE!" I just knew those girls must have told the entire
team about seeing me naked in the coach's office. I just sat
there silently waiting for my mom, enduring the wicked
smiles from some of the girls as they glanced my way.
I soon forgot about the girls though as my thoughts turned
to what my mom would do when she arrived.