Day one

"Ok, listen up everyone. On behalf of my organization, I want to thank everyone of you for participating. I unfortunately can't go into too much detail as to why this experiment is being conducted. But if you seem to be a good genetic match, we will contact you and explain to you in more detail what we are studying and why."

I looked around me. Around a dozen boys from eight grade had volunteered. We were all sitting outside the school nurse's office. We were listening to the scientist explaining to us what we had to do with his obviously foreign accent. Our teacher had presented us with a form that asked a few questions about us and if we wanted to volunteer in a study to help medical research or something. The criteria for participating was that we had to have reached 'sexual maturity'. I've been able to cum for a few months now so I volunteered. Major reason for participating was that it gives me a great excuse to skip on some school work.

"So once you get to the nurse's room, he will give you some privacy by closing the curtain. There you will find an empty cup. That cup is for you to provide a sample of your semen in." the scientist explained. That was not something I was expecting.

"What?" one boy said confused.

"Oh, I'm sorry if my English is bad. You are to pleasure yourself until ejaculation and ejaculate in the cup. Ejaculation is the white stuff that…"

"We know what ejaculation means. So you really want us to wank in the nurse's room?" another boy asked.

"If I understand correctly that "wanking" is a slang term for masturbation, then yes. Remember boys that this research is very important. Do you all still wish to continue?"

Everyone nodded. The scientist continued "Ok, wonderful. So, let's continue. To make the process go as fast as possible, please strip to your underwear and form a line in front of the door."

"We have to strip to our undies? Here, in the hallway?" I managed to ask him.

"Yes. We decided to provide you with some privacy. I originally suggested having you strip naked."

For some reason this explanation worked and the boys around me started stripping. I hesitated for a second but decided to continue. I started by taking of my shoes. Do we have to take socks off too? He did say only underwear so I take my socks of as well. I pull of my shirt and start undoing my belt. I wait awhile before opening my jeans and dropping them. Boys in 8^th grade can be quite mean. And being the first boy to be in your undies in a group of 8^th graders is risky. Especially for someone like me who already gets bullied sometimes. But I don't want to be the last either! I drop my jeans and put them next to my other clothes. This is ridiculous. I'm standing in my tighty whities in the hallway, waiting for my turn to wank.

We form a line. Every boy spends a few minutes inside. I wait for a while for my turn to be called inside. I walk to the nurse's room and the door is closed behind me.

"What's your name?" the nurse asks me.

"Jacob. Jacob Scott."

"Ok, just a second…" the nurse says and starts going through a stack of papers. "Here, is the information here correct?" I look at the paper. It has my name, address and birth date among other information.

"Yeah, looks ok." I answered.

The nurse starts typing on his computer. "Jacob… Scott… aged 13 and a half."

I wait for him to finish what he is typing.

"Ok, Jacob, here is the cup. Now remove your underwear, put it on the chair here. Then do your thing and cum in this cup, will ya?"

"You want me to strip here? And do the thing here?"

"Just do it, boy. I have seen many boys naked, nothing to be embarrassed about."

The scientist had promised us some privacy while inside. But I don't want to be rude and stop now, I volunteered for this. I grab the waistband of my white briefs and drop them. I bend over to pick them up and put them on the chair.

Ok, Jacob, focus This is something I've done many times in the past. Ignore the nurse. I grab my still soft penis and close my eyes. I think of Emma, the sexiest girl in my class and start wanking. Thinking of Emma in her bikini does the trick. I get hard and start wanking faster, thinking how Emma opens the top of her bikini and lets me see her boobs. Then she drops her bikini bottoms. I feel my orgasm is near. My breathing gets heavier-

"Oh, Emma…" I mumble.

And immediately after that I cum in the cup.

"You're done? Here, grab a tissue. Then put your briefs back on and leave. I wipe my penis and pull my briefs back up. The nurse puts a sticker on the cup, indicating it belonged to me.

Day six

It's almost 6pm. I do what I often do at this time, sit at my computer playing video games. I'm finally beating this one really hard boss when I hear my mom yelling my name from downstairs. Just a little more! I am so close to beating this boss. She just has to wait like 30 more seconds.

"Jacob Scott, have you gone deaf? Come down this instant or there will be consequences!"

Oh no. Mom used my full name meaning that she is getting angry. I don't want to get spanked so I have to do as she told me to. I pause the game and can easily see that the second I restart the game the boss will kill me.

I walk downstairs and mom calls me to the door. At the door I see an expensive looking black SUV parked on our drive way.

"These people are asking for you," Mom said. There were three important looking people standing outside. I know one of them, he's the same guy who was in our school last week. When I participated in the weird cum-study.

The man starts by introducing himself. "Good evening. My name is Dr. Karl Siegel. I'm the dean of the faculty of medicine and lead cancer researcher at Heidelberg University."

The woman standing next to him continues. "And I am Dr. Amy Anderson. I'm a researcher at a non-profit organization looking to cure cancer."

And finally, the last man introduces himself. "My name is Frank. I am a research assistant and master student at Johns Hopkins University.

"Cancer? Why are cancer researchers asking for my boy?" my mom asks.

I'm not sure if she was more concerned or confused.

"May we come in? I can explain everything," Karl requested.

"Yes, of course," my mom replied.

So now we were sitting at our dining room table. Me, my mom, Dr. Siegel, Dr. Anderson, and Frank. My 8yo sister is curious at what is happening and spies on us from the living room. Karl opens his laptop and shows us a graphic, some sort of DNA or something.

"Ok, I'll get right to the point as not to waste your time. Your son naturally produces a set of DNA that has the ability to help us study, develop and potentially produce a cure for cancer," Karl says seriously and points at one part of the graph.

"Wait, what?" Mom interrupts.

"Yes. This set of genetic code can be used to create a medicine that works for many common variations of cancer. But we are unable to synthesize it at this point. So we need your son's help."

"Do you need his blood or something?"

"Well, blood would work. But sadly, your son doesn't produce enough of it for our uses. That's why we, umm, would rather use his… seminal fluid."

"His semen? But Jacob is too young to produce any." My mom says and looks at me. I blush, prompting my mom to continue "You can ejaculate? And you didn't tell me?"

Karl tries to intervene "Usually boys don't tell these things to their mom."

"How do you know he can cum?" my mom asks Karl.

"Your son participated in a study where he submitted a sample of his semen. This study was completed one week ago during the school day."

"Wait a minute. So Jacob skipped school to wank for a bunch of scientists?" Mom said and looked at me. "Oh you're in so much trouble, young man. When these science folk leave, I will blister your naughty little butt with my paddle. You hear me boy?"

I try to open my mouth to say something in my defense, but Amy is faster. "Ma'am, please calm down. We are talking about a potential to save millions of people."

My mom sighs. "Ok, what do we need to do?"

"We need to conduct some evaluations to make sure your son can infact participate," Amy explains and continues "So Jacob, strip naked, will you? And we will begin the evaluation."

My eyes open wide. "Strip naked? In front of all of you? My mom? And you?" I ask. The last part of my question was directed at Amy. I don't want to strip in front of a strange woman.

"Jacob, this is important," Amy pleads.

Despite the weirdness, I decide to comply. I take of my shirt, pull down my shorts and finally pull my briefs down but still try to cover my privates with my hand.

"Jacob, you do realize that you are covering the most important part, right?" Amy says with a smile on her face.

The test begins with the usual stuff. They ask about my health, take my weight and my height. They said they need to determine if I am in good enough physical shape. But then starts the part I wasn't waiting for too eagerly.

"Karl, please open the genital inspection sheet." Amy says. "Jacob, we are now going to inspect your genitals. Frank, can you measure the size of his penis, please?"

Frank grabs my penis in his hand and measures it with a ruler. "About 1 to 1.5 inches [2.5 to 3.5 cm]."

"Inches? About? We are scientist here. This is why I don't usually hire people without doctorates," Amy says, shakes her head and grabs the ruler. Then she takes my penis in her hand. It feels cold. "That's 32mm. [1.25 inches] to you Frank. Really small, but it will suffice."

Will suffice? Not something a teen wants to hear about his dick! Amy continues by measuring my testicles and reading the measurements out loud. Amy says that they will suffice as well.

"Next we will inspect your hair growth." Amy looks at different parts of my body closely. My armpits, my hands, my legs. Then she spreads my butt cheeks and examines all over my penis and testicles.

"Not much body hair. Some coarser hair at the base of the penis. We might need to deal with that later. Ok, now it's the start of the questionnaire," Amy says and continues, "would you consider the amount of semen you produced at the test to be a typical amount for you?"

"Umm, I guess."

"Ok. When did you first ejaculate?"

"About two months ago."

"Ok. How often do you masturbate to a climax?"

Come on. Don't ask me this in front of my mom My face turns red. "At least once a day," I manage to say.

"That's good, Jacob. I think we now know everything we need to know, right Karl?"

"Yes, thank you Amy. Jacob, we are glad to inform you that you are a perfect candidate. There are just a few things we need to do to ensure that your seminal fluid has the optimal circumstances to develop," Karl explains before adding, "Oh, as long as you and your mom are willing to continue?"

"Yes, of course! My son will be a hero! We will continue, right Jacob?" my mom says proudly. It sounds like a question, but it really isn't and now I have no way of declining. Let's just say my mom has a strong will. Her word is the law.

"Yeah, I want to continue," I reply.

"Wonderful!" Karl says. "First we need to deal with that," and points at my groin area.

"Deal with what?" I ask.

"Well, you don't have much pubic hair. But we need to get rid of the little you have. There is a risk, although small, that it might contaminate the sample. And we are not willing to take risks with these high stakes."

"Umm,.." I hesitated. "Yeah, sure."

Then Frank grabbed a jar of something and started spreading it over the little amount of pubes I have. He also spread some of it on my scrotum.

"So what's that?" I manage to ask as I feel a sharp pain. He had pulled off the stuff he spread and it pulled of my pubes. I look down and everything is completely smooth.

"Is this the kind of underwear you most often wear?" I hear Amy asking. I turn my head and can see that she is holding my briefs in her hands. That's so embarrassing!

"Yeah, I usually wear tighty whities," I admitted.

Then I hear Karl speaking. "They are common, but cotton underwear is not optimal for our purposes. To maximize the amount of semen you produce, your testicles need a consistent moisture and temperature. Cotton is not the best material for this. But don't worry. We were prepared and brought you a few pairs of the most optimal underwear possible."

I see Karl digging through his suitcase and pull something out. He opens them in his hands and my mouth opens.

"Those are panties."

He is holding a pair of pink underwear in his hands. I can hear my sister giggling. She was still spying on us. Great, an extra layer of embarrassment. My sister had seen everything that had happened to me.

"No, these are most definitely not panties. These are bikini-style briefs. Very common with European boys. And this particular pair has been developed by me in a laboratory to suit this need in particular. And this material has been designed to keep the conditions around your groin optimal. It's also anti-bacterial. I am very proud of the design," Karl tries to reassure me about the underwear he presented.

"Well American boys will definitely not wear those! I can't wear those! And why are they pink?"

"Well, I must admit there is no medical or scientific reason for their color. I just though it was a cute and masculine color. But please, try them on," Karl encouraged.

I take the pair of briefs and put them on. The material feels weird and they feel really tight. The material is also way too thick, I can already see in my head how they will be seen through my clothes as visible brieflines.

"I…" I start.

"They're fine. If they tell you to wear those, you will wear those," My mom says.

"Perfect. Now one last thing. You don't naturally produce enough sperm. And we need quite a lot of it. So you have to take this medicine to help you produce enough," Karl said holding a syringe. "This will be injected once a day, in the evenings. We will give you the first dose and a nurse will help administer it later. Please, lower your underpants again for the first shot." Karl instructs. I lower the pink briefs and Karl injects the medicine in my left buttock."

"So, do you want me to cum in a cup everyday or how does this work?" I query.

"No, silly boy. This stuff is way too valuable. We need to have a professional doing the extraction. It needs to be done three times a day or the amount you produce will begin to feel uncomfortable or even painful. So it will work like this. At the beginning of your school day, the school nurse will perform an extraction. Same will happen every day after school. And we will provide a traveling nurse to visit you in the evening to perform the last extraction of the day and give you the necessary injection. On weekends a nurse will visit you three times a day," Karl declared like everything he said wasn't completely crazy.

"Wait, what? 'To perform the extraction?' You mean that three times a day some random person will wank me and try to make me cum?" I snap-

"They won't try. They will succeed. And don't worry, they will all be males so it won't be so embarrassing for you." Karl reassured.

Yeah, that will totally make it less embarrassing. What have I promised to be a part in. But this is for a good cause.

Day seven – morning

My alarm clock rings. I stretch my hands and get up. Today is the day I will make my first visit to the nurse for the extraction. I take off my pajamas and walk to the bathroom naked, like I often do.

"So cute. Reminds me of the time you were a little boy!" my mom said. Only then I realized it was in reference to my now completely hairless privates. I cup my hand to cover the view from her.

"Mom! That's weird, don't say that."

"Aww, don't cover your cute little willy. And don't forget to wear your special-briefs."

"I won't."

After I'm done showering I start putting on my clothes. I put on the pink briefs and look in the mirror. They look and feel ridiculous. I put on my jeans and bend over a little taking a look at my reflection. Like I suspected, way too clear brieflines. I can't wear these. Tight pink bikini-briefs. They're a bully magnet! Especially today that we have PE and I'll have to strip. I can't be seen in these. Fuck it, I take my jeans and the briefs off. Go to my underwear drawer and pull out regular, white Hanes briefs and put them on. Who cares what underwear I wear?

My mom takes me to school earlier than usual because I have to meet the school nurse. I knock on his door and he opens the door.

"Oh, Jacob, I've been waiting for you. Please come in."

I walk in his office and he closes the door behind me.

"You must be nervous. Strip naked and let's begin."

"Yeah, of course." I say. I want to get it over with as soon as possible. I start taking my clothes off before the school nurse interrupts.

"Whoa, what are those?" he asks. I am standing wearing my tighty whities.

"They're… my briefs." I answered.

"I'm sorry, Jacob, but I have a contractual obligation to do this," he said and opened a drawer pulling out a paddle. It looked thick and had holes drilled in it, presumably to make it move faster and sting more. Is he going to spank me?

"I'm sorry, I…" I fretted.

"Jacob. You knew the rules. This is too important to let your stupid decisions risk the entire project and potentially endanger countless people. Take your undies off and bend over that bed."

I weighed my options. This is something I signed up for. There was a contract that has my signature and my mom's signature. And what will happen if mom finds out that I broke the rules? A paddling, for sure. Maybe grounding, loss of my computer rights and more. Maybe it is better to just let the nurse paddle me. I take of my briefs and assume the position.

The first stroke lands. He obviously wasn't going to go easy on me. It hurts. Maybe even more than when mom does it. I let out an audible "Ow!"

The second swat lands. And the third. Fourth. Fifth. Sixth. All hard swats. The pain is starting to be too much. I start crying. "Please, stop. I'm sorry. I'll follow the rules, I promise." But the swats keep landing.

My butt must be completely red by now. But he doesn't show any signs of stopping and continues spanking me. I howl with each swat. After what feels like an eternity, he stops.

"You have two options. Either you will do as you're told from now on, or I will continue."

"I will do as I'm told, I promise."

"Ok. I'll just have to write a note to your mom…"

"No, please don't tell mom!" I object. I cry even more. My mom would definitely give me a second spanking if she found out.

"Ok. I won't. Provided this is the last rule you break and that you'll do me a little favor after our sessions."

"I'll do what you want."

"Great. Ok. Take this pill. It will help with the pain. Then go stand in the corner. Come back when it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

I swallow the pill and go stand in the corner. Corner time, seriously. Like I was little baby. But my butt really does hurt.

After about 15 minutes, the painkiller starts working and my butt doesn't hurt anymore. I tell the school nurse I am ready. He instructs me to lay on the bed and puts some lotion on his hands.

"Ok, close your eyes and think of something nice. Let's get started."

He grabs my penis and starts wanking me. It feels amazing. He certainly knows what he is doing. I'm thinking of Emma again. The nurse stops for a moment. My heart is beating too fast and my breathing is too loud. And when he continues, it feels even more amazing. He uses both his hands. Wanking all of my penis and fondling my nuts at the same time.

My body stiffens. I'm close now. He notices I stiffen and he picks up the pace. This is so much better than when I do it.

It happens. I cum. Multiple pumps of cum land in the cup the nurse is holding. I'm shaking. All out of energy. This is the most powerful orgasm I've ever had. I try to catch my breath.

"You can open your eyes now."

I open my eyes. To my dismay, I can see the nurse is standing there naked. He has a huge erection and he is stroking it.

It's the largest dick I have ever seen. I live with just my mom and sister. And when we shower after PE, I am too concerned with covering my own privates to focus on what the other boys have in their pants.

"Is this the first proper man cock you've seen?"

I nod.

"You've only seen little pee-pees like yours before?"

I nod again.

"Now it's time for the favor you promised me. Get on your knees and open your mouth, you are going to suck my cock."

"What? No. I can't do that," I try to plead.

"We could get the paddle again if you want. And also I'm sure your mom would like to hear you've broken the rules as well. Oh, and this time I won't go so easy on you. And this time there won't be any painkillers."

Last time he went easy on me? Oh man. I guess I have no option but to do as told. I get on my knees in front of the man and open my mouth. He comes closer and guides his penis with his hand to my lips. I have to open my mouth as wide as possible to get it in. First, I get just the glans inside. But after the tip is inside, he starts poking his penis deeper into my mouth. It feels terrible. It's too big. He first moves it in and out slowly, but then he speeds up.

"I'm sorry, but a pretty little faggot like you needs a proper face fucking."

He grabs my hair and starts shoving his penis in and out in fast thrusts. He goes deeper into my mouth and even into my throat with every thrust. His hair pulling hurts and I start gagging when he goes deeper. I try to ask him to stop but I can't say anything. My mouth is too full. I start sobbing again, hoping that he will finish soon and I can leave.

"Don't cry little faggot. We're having fun here."

He continues thrusting in and out. In and out.

"Oh, baby, your mouth is so tight. I don't think I can last much longer."

His thrusting becomes even faster and even deeper. I gag and cry louder. He shoves it in for a last time and by pulling my hair he keeps my head steady. He climaxes with a loud grunt and starts cumming in my mouth. I can feel the thick warm liquid going down my throat. He pulls out of my mouth and I start coughing his cum out.

He looks at me. I have tears in my eyes and my face is covered in snot and his cum.

"Such a pretty boy. Now get up."

I do as he tells me to. He puts his hand on my cheek.

"We will be having fun two times a day from now on. Won't we?"

What options do I have? He has authority over me and we are, after all, doing this to save the world from cancer.

"And you wanna know what happens if you don't do as you are told?" he asks. Then he grabs my nuts and squeezes them hard. "There will be pain. Your balls might be precious to them, but I will not hesitate to pop them if you don't do as told. Will you be a good boy?"

"I will."

"Good".

He then goes to his desk and pulls out a pair of those pink briefs.

"They gave me a few extra. There was a fear you'd be a naughty boy. Now, put these on and throw those old briefs in the trash."

I do as he tells me to. I grab my tighty whities from the chair and throw them away. I put on the pink briefs and the rest of my clothes. It's almost 8 and school is starting. I clean my face with tissues and leave.

"I'll be seeing you and your pretty little pee-pee later today!" the nurse says before I close the door behind me.

Day seven – physical education

I'm nervous the whole morning. Partially for what awaits me at the end of the school day, when I have to visit the nurse again. Did he really say he wants to facefuck me again? So I have no option but to go see the man who sexually molested me and probably will do so again. I stretch my jaw. It still hurts and I'm sure that the pain will only get worse if I have to suck his penis again.

But in the short term, I have another problem as well. We have PE and I am wearing embarrassing undies, I am shaved completely smooth and I have a red butt from the nurse's paddle. I have often got teased anyways, throughout middle school.

Well. I will find out soon. The bell rings and we start moving towards the school's locker rooms. We're standing in line outside the door. Well, if you can call this a line. I must look like I've seen a ghost. Our teacher comes and opens the door. If you ever lived on a farm and seen what a herd of cattle looks like when a small gate is opened, this looks a lot like that. A group of teens running inside finding their spot to change clothes.

I go to the corner, trying to be as hidden as possible. I open my gym bag and take out the sport clothes. White t-shirt and white tennis shorts. I first change my shirt. I try and pull the shirt down as much as possible to provide some coverage for the next phase. I open my jeans and pull them down. And exactly what I had feared happened.

"Omg! Jacob must have accidentally put on his sister's panties!" one of the bullies, Kaden, shouts. I've been the target of his mockery since coming to this school.

I am facing the corner, I don't want to look. I hear laughter, a lot of laughter. Adults never understand how mean teenagers are. Maybe they have forgotten, I'm not sure. I quickly put on my white shorts. But it didn't make things any better. I always wear white briefs with my tennis gear for one reason, they are partially see through. And the other boys make the same observation. The brieflines are visible and in certain poses the pink color of my underwear is visible as well.

The bullying continues for the whole length of the class. Our gym teacher does absolutely nothing at all about this.

"Nice panties, Jacob," followed by a slap on my butt becomes some sort of meme during the class. Almost every boy says and does that at least once. But it's not even the worst part. I get multiple wedgies and have my shorts and pants pulled down a few times. David, a boy I considered my friend, pulls my shorts down so abruptly that I trip on them, falling face down on the floor. I feel betrayed. He just earned himself some easy street credit.

"Ok, kids. Let's gather around and end for today," I hear our teacher calling. We gather around him.

"Good looking games today. Real proud of 'ya," the teacher says. You can't see any pride in his face. He looks stoic as he always does. Besides, I'm not sure what's the good looking game he talked about. To my eyes, it was a bunch of stupid kids messing around.

"Just one quick reminder before you go to the showers and get changed. I expect every single one of you to take a shower. And how do we shower?"

"Naked," we all say in unison. Something that our teacher has reminded us of after every single PE class since the start of middle school.

"Ok. And what parts do you wash with soap? David?"

"Umm… our head, armpits, ass, cock and feet," says David.

"Good. Exactly. We don't want you smelling like shit for the rest of the day. But mind your fucking language!" our teacher said in his familiar, monotonic voice. Some boys laughed. I didn't find it that funny.

"Coach, do we all have to take a shower?" David suddenly asks.

"Yes. Of course. Or did I stutter earlier?"

"Jacob says that he won't shower at all and will just leave," David lied with a grin on his face. Everyone turned to look at me.

"Jacob will shower just like everyone else will. Or he won't pass my class. Won't you Jacob, or do I have to come and make sure of it myself?"

"No sir. I will take a shower," I said. I felt betrayed. Why had David turned on me like this? We used to be friends. I considered him one of my best friends. But one little thing to pick on, and he turns his back on me. Instead siding with the group of bullies.

"Exactly. And good job, David. If Jacob doesn't take a shower, come and tell me. Jacob will find himself with and F in PE."

We get to the locker rooms and I find my corner. I take out my towel and shower gel. I really have no option but to shower now.

"Ok, Jacob. What are you waiting for?" I hear David sneering. I turn around.

I see David standing there completely naked. He has no shame. But that is understandable as he is one of the most developed boys in my class. He isn't even trying to cover his 3 inch [7.5 cm] penis. He has quite a lot of hair at it's base as well. Much more than I had before even that was removed. He does wrestling so he is in good shape.

Two of the bullies have joined David. Kaden is standing next to David wearing just his boxer shorts. Shane is on David's other side in just his undies as well. But unlike Kaden. Shane is wearing white briefs.

"You heard what the coach said. I need to make sure you shower. So take off your clothes, panties included, and let's get to the shower. Right boys?" David says, looking for affirmation. Kaden and Shaun both agree.

"I'm not gonna shower with you watching. Just let me go in peace. Why are you doing this to me?"

"I am just doing what the teacher told me to do. But if you can't undress yourself, maybe you need help. Let's help him!" David commanded and his new henchmen did exactly as told.

I tried to defend my self, but I was no match for the three of them. Kaden and Shaun remove my shirt. David pulls down first my shorts and then my underwear. I am now completely at their mercy. They have me stand up and hold me still. I am now completely naked and exposed. I can feel their eyes going up and down, looking at every inch of my body. Including my privates.

"What's that?" David snapped. Pointing at my privates. I didn't know what to say. Or whether I had to say anything at all.

"He asked you a question!" says Shaun and pulls on my hair.

"Ouch, what do you mean? That's my junk," I reply. They weren't satisfied with the answer.

"Your what?" David asks. He grabs my penis in his hand. "What is this?"

"That's my dick," I try to reply with an answer that would stop Shaun from pulling my hair.

"That's not a dick. This is a dick," David says and grabs his own penis in his hand.

"It's a little boy's willy. Tiny and hairless," Kayden grins. I hear the other boys laughing.

"Maybe a first grader got lost in the wrong school and accidentally came to our locker room," David continues. "What do you say, should we teach this little boy a lesson on how to behave?"

I hear the other boys cheering and yelling. "Beat his ass!" someone shouts over and over again. Others join in the chant.

"Yes, we will punish this little boy," David promises and the others cheer. He grabs my leather belt from my jeans. I get increasingly worried. I try to plead but they don't listen at all. Kayden and Shaun force me to bend over. My face is in the corner and my butt is facing the room. Everyone has an uninterrupted view.

"What are you Jacob? And what do you need?" David raged.

"Please, don't do this," I beg of him. No use. The first swat from the leather belt lands on my butt.

"What are you and what do you need?"

"Please don't do this. Just let me go," and another swat lands. I make a sound and hear others clapping and cheering.

"Say it! You're a naughty little boy and you need to be punished."

"Please don't," I say almost whispering. Another swats lands. I try to move but I'm held in position too tightly.

"Say it! Say what you are!"

"I… I am a naughty little boy who needs to get punished."

"Damn right you are. And I will beat you until you learn who you are and what you deserve," David says and keeps beating me with the belt. One swat after the other lands. My butt is already sore from the paddling I got in the morning.

Swat. Swat. Swat. Swat. Swat.

The pain is too much. I start crying.

"Hey, this little boy is crying!" Shaun grins mockingly. David continues beating me for a few more swats before stopping.

"Let me see my handiwork. Turn him around."

Shaun and Kaden turn me around. I am still sobbing.

"It's not even a little boy. It's a whiny little girl," David mocks. He stops, looks at me for a few seconds and a terrible grin enters his face.

"What do you guys think? Should we make this little girl suck my dick?" David asks and when he gets the reaction he wants, he orders me to my knees. Why is this happening to me? This is the second time today that someone has made me suck them. First the nurse and now David. And all because of the project that I hadn't really had a choice but to join. Without it, my day would've been completely different.

Shaun and Kaden force me down on my knees.

"Naughty girl. Do as you are told and we won't hurt you more than necessary."

David is stroking his dick in front of my face, making it hard. Making it ready for me to take it in my mouth. When he is done his 5" [13 cm] boner is ready for me. I open my mouth and start sucking it. I don't want to get beaten anymore. Or have my hair pulled. Or them hurting me in anyway. I just want for it to end.

"Damn! This little girls knows how to suck. Suck harder! Make me cum!" David moans.

I try to suck as well as I can. I decide to use my tongue and David moans harder so I know I have found a technique he likes. I move my head back and forth and use my tongue the best I can. Please just cum so I can go.

"Good job, girl. Nearly there," David pants.

I continue. He sounds like the nurse did before he came so I know he is close. But then he pulls his penis out of my mouth and places his hand on the back of my head, keeping me steady. He cums and his cum lands on my face. Finally this is over.

"My turn now!" I hear Kaden saying, as he pulls down his boxers shorts. My face is covered in cum, but I have no choice but to continue. They don't give me a choice. I look at Kaden's penis. Much smaller than David's and just a little amount of downy hair at its base. His boner is maybe 2.5 inches [6.5 cm] long. Why isn't he picked on like I am? How is this fair?

I open my mouth for Kaden and he puts his dick all the way in. I start sucking and licking it like I did with David.

"Fondle my balls while you suck me!" Kaden orders.

I start fondling his nuts as I suck on his little penis. He doesn't last long before he is about to cum. And just like David, he pulls out of my mouth to cum on my face that is now covered in teenagers' cum. But maybe I am finally done. I try to get up.

"Where do you think you are going? You still have one dick left," Shaun grins and pulls his briefs down. My eyes open wide. He is big! Looks like an adult's penis. It all looked like it belonged to an adult. His ball sack was different color than the rest of his skin. It was much darker. And he had a bunch of dark pubes. I've always known he is more developed than many others. He is one year older than us. Due to poor behavior, he wasn't allowed to continue to 9^th grade and had to redo 8^th and joined my class.

His hard dick, almost 6" [15 cm] long was in front of my face. I open my mouth wide taking his huge boner inside my mouth. He grabs the back of my head just like the nurse did and pulls my head closer forcing his entire boner in my mouth. I start moving my head back and forth and he aids the movement with his hand. I gag every time it goes deep inside.

"Mm, yeah. Let me hear you gagging, girl,." Shaun moans.

This is similar to the nurse's facefucking. Shaun is facefucking me. And I hate the feeling of his boner hitting the back of my mouth.

Like the two other boys, Shaun doesn't last long. He does just like David and Kaden did, pulling out of my mouth and cumming on my face.

"Looks like Jacob did take a shower after all!" David mocks, obviously referencing to the cum they showered on me. "Now time to towel."

David grabs my used briefs and wipes the cum from my face.

"But still, a little girl has no place being in the boy's locker room," David says and grabs my arm. He pulls me to the door, pushes me out to the hallway and locks the door. I try to open it but it's useless. This is a nightmare. I'm naked in a middle school hallway. And I have no choice but to wait until someone eventually opens the door to let me in. I turn around. I see people looking at me and giggling.

Day seven – end of school day

This has been one of the worst days of my life and it isn't even over yet. I'm waiting anxiously outside the nurse's room, waiting for him to call me in. I wonder what he is going to do with me. He is going to wank me. And if that is the only thing he does that would be good. But based on what happened this morning, I am quite sure he has other plans too. He might force me to suck him again and I don't wanna do that. He is too big for that, it hurts. But I hope he doesn't use the paddle this time. I still am finding it hard to sit after what that stupid David did to me. Beating me, and for what? Having no pubes? I have pubes. In fact, I have more pubes than Kaden. Or rather had until they had been removed.

So why isn't Kaden or someone else treated this poorly? Beaten, forced to suck other boys and then locked naked outside the locker room, forced to just wait there with everything exposed for nearly 10 minutes before someone opens the door and you can go back in. Why is it just me?

I wish they knew why my pubes had to be removed. And why I have to wear this stupid underwear. That what I am doing has the potential to be the next big advancement in medicine. Maybe when the medicine gets developed in large enough quantities, I get to meet the president. He'll call me a hero.

But that won't happen anytime soon. And definitely not in the following weeks. The scientists told me that they have to continue this for at least six months to have enough of my DNA to start the trials on people. And from that, at least six more months until it can be released to public. One year. 365 days. That's a lot of visits here. And potentially many times for him to… molest me. But I must be optimistic and think that it was just a one time thing. That he doesn't want to do it to me again. And definitely not every time I visit.

I open my phone and start going trough my social feeds, trying to focus on something else. But my focus is on one thing only, what will happen when I'm called in that room.

I don't have to wait long. The nurse calls me in. I get up and walk in. My heart is pounding.

"So, Jacob, are you excited for our session? Last time you had a nice, powerful orgasm and ejaculated a nice amount of semen. Let's hope that happens again."

Yeah, I had a powerful orgasm like he said. His handd felt really good with the lotion. I hope it feels so good now as well.

"But anyway, let's get started. Be a good boy and take off your clothes."

Yeah, let's get this over with. I grab my shirt and start taking it off.

"Wait! Not so quickly," The nurse interrupts. He pulls down his pants and his boxers. He is hard already. "Make it sexy for me. I wanna watch my little bitch strip for me."

And this made it clear for me. He wasn't just going to get the job done and wank me until I cum in the jar. He had other plans for me as well.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Shake that body. Dance sexy for me. Don't make me get the paddle."

There is no way I was going to risk getting spanked a third time today. I know he will eventually get what he wants. Better just give it to him, get the job done and leave. Dance sexy. What does that mean? Is that what the women in little clothing do in every music video? I can try that and see if he likes that.

I start shaking my body awkwardly. Trying to mimic the dances I've seen in music videos. I pull my shirt off and run my hands over my torso. I see that the nurse is wanking looking at me. I try one last trick I've learned from TV. I bite my lower lip.

"Mmm, yeah. Keep up the good work, bitch. Make me want you."

I keep dancing as I unbutton my jeans and drop them. Now I'm dancing in just my pink briefs. I'm glad mom had packed me a clean pair this morning so I didn't have to put on the ones covered in cum.

"Turn around. Let me see your sexy ass."

I turn around and pull my undies down. I bend over and shake my butt for him. This is so humiliating… but to prevent a painful spanking I hope he likes my show.

"Now let me see that little pee-pee of yours."

I turn around and walk towards him. Still trying to dance poorly. I have a boner and he clearly likes that.

"Oh God you are so sexy. I just wanna do you. But first, I have a job to do. Go lay down, I'll get ready and come give that little pee-pee some much needed attention."

I go lay on the bed the nurse comes back. He is now completely naked and his penis is hard. He puts lotion in his hand, grabs my penis between his thumb and index finger and starts stroking it. It feels so good. How is he so good at this?

"You like this?" he asks.

"Mm-hmm," is all I can manage as an answer.

He continues wanking me, using his other hand to fondle my nuts. It feels amazing. I'm about to climax.

I let out an audible "Ahh," as I cum. The nurse was ready for me and it lands in a cup. These orgasms are so much better than anything I've ever achieved. I produce more cum than usual, so they last longer. And that somehow makes it feel even better than usual. I lay motionless, with my eyes closed.

"Turn on your belly. I wanna see your sexy ass."

I still don't want to fight him, so I do as he tells me to. He grabs my butt and starts playing with my butt cheeks. Squeezing them, fondling them and spreading them. I know he can see everything and that he probably will soon ask me to suck him.

"You have such a sexy ass. It makes me so horny. Tell me, are you a virgin?"

"What?"

"Has anyone fucked you? Have you offered your sweet ass to anyone or has anyone taken it by force? Have you ever had a cock in there?"

"What? No!" Of course I hadn't! That sounds terrible. And until today I hadn't ever even sucked anyone. And why would I have?"

"Shame. You have such a sexy ass. Bet it would feel real nice and tight on my cock. Do you want me to fuck you?"

"No… Please don't," I manage. I know I shouldn't resist him, but getting fucked sounds terrible.

"Wrong answer," I hear and a feel a sharp pain on my butt. It's his paddle again. And this is the hardest blow I've received today. Then another. A total of six hard swats of the paddle. It hurts a lot but I try not to cry. I've cried enough today.

"Let's try again. You want me to fuck you?"

"Y-yes."

And the seventh swat lands on my butt. Then the eighth. The pain is too much. I can't control my tears anymore and they start falling down my face.

"Why? I said what you asked me to say," I sob.

"You didn't sound like you meant it. I want you to sound like you mean it. I want you to say 'Please rape my tight virgin asshole."

I try to control my tears. "Please… rape my tight virgin asshole."

The paddle lands again. Two hard swats on my already aching butt.

"Let's try that again! Sound like you mean it!" the nurse screamed.

"Please rape my tight virgin asshole!" I say loudly and without hesitation.

"Are you sure? It will probably hurt a lot. Especially after your spanking. Are you sure you want me to rape you even though it will be really painful?"

"Yes! Please rape my tight virgin asshole!"

The nurse orders me to sit at the end of the bed. Then he pushed me on my back and lifts my legs so that my knees are on my chest.

"Hold your legs here. And hold steady. If you move, the next time it will be those precious little balls of yours that get spanked."

I hold the position. I close my eyes and try to focus on nice things. I can feel him positioning me in a way that allows him to rape me. I feel something on my butthole. This can't be his dick, right? I open my eyes. It's his finger. He's spreading some sort of lotion or something on the hole. But then I see and feel him positioning his dick on my butthole and start pushing it in. I close my eyes again. It hurts.

"Ow! Ow! Please, it hurts," I try to plead. But it's useless.

"Stop crying little bitch. Just my tip is inside. Rest of my cock still to go. I wanna go balls deep."

He keeps pushing in. Every second hurts more than the previous. I keep crying and begging him to stop.

"Please stop! I can suck you. This hurts too much!"

"You can suck me later. But now you have my whole cock inside of you. Do you like it?"

"No, it hurts. Please stop."

"Stop? We're just starting the fun part!"

He starts thrusting in and out. First slowly, but picking up the speed. It makes a weird clapping sound with every inward thrust. His balls keep hitting my butt every time he goes in completely. I feel like the pain is too much and that my butt will rip open.

"Oh Jacob, you're so tight. You're so sexy," he moans as he continues fucking me harder and harder. I try to cry and beg but it's useless, so I just stop saying anything. I lay motionless and cry. Please, end soon

"Oh baby, I'm cumming," I hear him moaning and feel his cum inside my butt.

He pulls out but I'm too tired and in too much pain to do anything but cry.

"Oh, don't be a drama queen. You will learn to love it. We are going to have so much fun together!" the nurse grins and then adds "You better go home now. We are going to have more fun tomorrow."

I get up, get dressed and walk to the parking lot where my mom should be waiting for me. She isn't. I check my phone and see that she has called me and tried to text me asking where am I. I see the latest text she has sent says that she went home because I took too long.

I sigh and start walking home.

When I get home, my mom is mad at me.

"Where have you been?"

I was raped by a nurse, what do you think? I can't say that. But I try to reply honestly. "I was with the nurse."

"This long? It's a short procedure. You were doing something forbidden, weren't you?"

"But…"

"No buts! And don't lie to me! Get ready, you know what is going to happen."

Yes. I know exactly what is going to happen. I strip naked, fetch her paddle, put it on the living room table and assume the spanking position, bending over the end of the sofa.

"I am ready to be punished, mother," I say and receive the fourth spanking of the day.

Day eighty seven

I have accepted my life as it is now. My life isn't perfect. David and the other kids are still really mean to me. The nurse still molests me every day. I have sucked him countless times and he has fucked me in every position I can think of. It doesn't hurt that bad anymore, but I still don't like it.

I still get milked three times a day. That's what the school nurse has started calling it. I think it's an appropriate term. I like the milking sessions, they always feel good. Even after this many days. I just wish that he would focus on the milking and not the other things he wants to do with me.

The paddle has been in use a lot. I get spanked almost daily. You might wonder why I keep up with the spankings and a molesting nurse. The answer is simple. I'm saving the world and being a hero isn't easy.

The End