Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: SilleyRabbit Title: At the Start of Class Keywords: gb, ped, exhib, humil Summary: For his own unspecified reasons, Mr. Clark requires the boys in his class to provide daily cum samples. Bobby can't finish in the allotted time, so Madeline is called upon to help. At the Start of Class (gb, ped, exhib, humil) Comments? si11yrabbit@yandex.com This is a work of fiction, depicting people who never existed and events that never happened. Nonetheless, it is intended for ADULTS ONLY. Minors and others who are prohibited from viewing sexually explicit material must STOP READING HERE. "You're taking too long again, Bobby." Mr. Clark issued his familiar warning with 30 seconds to go. There was always someone who couldn't finish in the allotted 15 minutes, and it was usually Bobby. James was the only other boy still working to finish under the deadline. Bobby was only vaguely aware of this as he tried tickling his tight balls while his fingers worked his smooth foreskin back and forth in three-inch strokes that ran the length of his erection. Madeline raised her hand but didn't wait to be called upon. "Can I help him?" She asked this with no hint of pity but with genuine compassion and concern for the boy. "Too late." Mr. Clark started counting down. "Ten... nine... eight..." James snatched the clear plastic cup from his desk, missing and sending it sliding across the floor to the front of the room. The other boys in the room seemed horrified by this. All of them shifted to the edges of their seats, widened eyes darting glances at Mr. Clark. "seven... six..." Mr. Clark was unperturbed. As Bobby stroked so furiously that he probably managed 10 strokes for every one of Mr. Clark's counts, James dove after the cup and jabbed his penis into it just as his cum, having been restrained for the few seconds it took to retrieve the cup, fired out with such force that one girl shouted, "Oh my God! It sounds like he's peeing!" While the thought made the entire class laugh, it also made several of the girls reach their orgasms at the same time. Unlike the boys, girls were permitted but not required to orgasm or even to masturbate during this activity. Most did anyway, some more openly than others. Madeline was generally too worried about Bobby to find pleasure in this. She even felt guilty about her wet pussy, as though she was enjoying this at Bobby's expense. "Three... two... one..." The time was up. Mr. Clark took the cup from James and read the markings on the side. "Four milliliters. Not bad. And just under the wire." Turning to Bobby, Mr. Clark spoke more sharply. "Bobby. Once again, you failed to finish in time. And once again, we need to waste valuable class time with you." He pulled a large double-ended purple dildo from his desk drawer. It was actually only average-sized, but Bobby knew what that average-sized dildo felt like in his young boy ass. It felt huge like Vice Principle Minton's cock, known as "The Punisher" by the line of girls and boys sent to his office each day for discipline. Mr. Minton's only job was to mercilessly fuck girls and boys all day, occasionally firing cum into some poor soul's ass or pussy. The next boy or girl in line then would be considered lucky indeed since he or she would only have to lick Mr. Minton's dick clean and then hump it back to life for the next in line. Mr. Clark held the dildo out to Madeline. "Since you wanted to help, you may help him now." Madeline looked panicked. She had wanted to help avoid this punishment, not administer it. Seeming to read Madeline's frantic thoughts, Mr. Clark winked at her, saying, "If you don't help now, I'll have to get someone else to do it." The message was clear. Madeline could help because she cared, and she would be in control. She took the dildo and approached Bobby with it. He was unfortunately experienced with this and already was leaning over his desk, legs spread, offering his cute hairless ass to the little girl with the purple dildo. "Wait." Mr. Clark turned to his desk and pulled out a smaller strap-on dildo. This one was bright blue. "You can use this if you prefer." Madeline weighed her options. The strap-on would require her to take off her skirt and wet panties, and it would be more like fucking than "helping." She might enjoy it, which would be embarrassing. She might even orgasm. And then she would feel guilty. But the purple dildo was so much larger. If she really cared, it would have to be the strap-on. Seeming again to read Madeline's thoughts, Mr. Clark nodded encouragingly and offered the strap-on to her. She pulled her skirt and panties off at the same time to hide the large wet spot in her panties. Bobby didn't move from his position on his desk but turned his head to look at this new thing that would soon be in his ass. His cock, which had softened during all of this, grew almost instantly erect when he caught a glimpse of Madeline's still-hairless pussy. To Bobby, Madeline was absolutely the cutest girl in class. She was not beautiful, but Bobby wasn't attracted to beautiful girls. He liked cute. And it didn't matter whether it was a cute boy or a cute girl. He just loved cute. Madeline had never worn a strap-on. They typically were not made in children's sizes, and she didn't have a need for one anyway, being the only girl in her family. Inexperienced, she fumbled with the straps until Bobby turned, cock dripping, to help her. Gently, lovingly, he slid the shorter side of the dildo between the little girl's pussy lips and turned her around to fasten the straps at the back. His erect penis touched Madeline's butt as he worked, leaving shiny smears of precum on her smooth skin. Every touch was reassuring to Madeline, a convincing statement from Bobby that he understood why she was doing this and that everything would be okay. He knelt and took the dildo into his mouth all the way up to Madeline's pussy, getting the tool wet with his saliva. He knew from the many times he had to endure the big purple dildo completely dry and mercilessly thrust into him by some careless girl that lubrication would make his punishment easier. Seeing Bobby blow this fake cock connected directly to a girl's pussy made many of the boys in the class reach for their own spent cocks which were now coming back to life. Leaning over his desk again, Bobby reached back with both hands and spread his ass cheeks, revealing what Madeline thought was the cutest puckered anus in all the world. She thought that getting it wet just as Bobby had done with the strap-on dildo would make things easier for him. She felt weird for actually wanting to lick Bobby's ass, but it was her compassion that convinced her to do it in front of the class. Kneeling now, she put her hands on Bobby's, helping him spread himself open, and licked from the bottom to the top of his cute hairless hole. This elicited a chorus of "ewww's" from the class. Not wanting the dildo to go dry, Madeline finished this quickly and then pointed the dildo at Bobby's anus, pressing forward slowly. With a clearly audible, "Unhh" from Bobby, the class knew that he had been violated by bright blue latex. Madeline continued to push with a smooth motion that suggested either that she had done this before or knew what it felt like and how to make it as painless - even pleasurable - as possible. She didn't push it all the way in like the other girls always did with the larger purple dildo. She stopped and withdrew at the first hint of resistance, pulled back and only gradually went deeper with each thrust. Bobby found most girls to be cruel sexually, but Madeline was being sensitive, even loving, and this made him start to cry. Madeline was nearly all the way in now. Each thrust pushed the shorter end of the dildo into her pussy, making her want to push harder. Compassion kept her thrusts gentle even though she was about to orgasm from the mere idea that she was sharing a dildo with Bobby. For his part, Bobby didn't know when or how it happened, but the bright blue object moving inside him went from being painful to being intensely pleasurable. The purple dildo was all pain and no pleasure, but Bobby fully believed that even the purple dildo could be a pleasure in Madeline's caring hands. He started matching her strokes with equal and opposite motions of his own. Even as she forced the long end of the dildo into him, he pounded the short end into her. As wonderful as the feeling was for both, the strap part of the strap-on was a barrier between the children. Madeline had taken her top off and was now completely naked except for her shoes and socks. Laying her chest against Bobby's bare back, she reveled in the feeling of rubbing her flat titties against his skin, now shining and slippery with their sweat, on each stroke. She orgasmed once, but it wasn't enough. As though with one thought between them, Bobby snatched the big purple dildo from Mr. Clark's hands while Madeline tore off the strap on and sucked at the shorter end, tasting the sweet product of her own pussy. Bobby's ass was stretched and ready. He easily inserted the purple dildo and got down on all fours, lewdly displaying the dildo like a stubby tail. Madeline, also on all fours, easily took the rest of the dildo into her pussy. It was quite a bit longer but only slightly wider than her Dad's cock, so it felt familiar. Because it slid so easily in Madeline's pussy, it didn't move as much inside Bobby, but the feeling of their asses touching skin-to-skin was what they both wanted. Madeline rubbed her clitty while Bobby stroked his cock until he could feel Madeline's whole body shaking in orgasm right through the dildo that connected them to each other. Her pussy was pressed against his ass as she orgasmed for what seemed to be an eternity. Bobby's butt was suddenly soaking wet and dripping down around his tight sac. At his age, he had never seen a squirter and thought she had just peed on him. Far from being repulsed though, Bobby shouted, "Cup! I'm cumming!" Mr. Clark snapped to his senses and rushed a cup under Bobby just in time to catch most of his ejaculate, although the first "accidentally" shot into Mr. Clark's hand. Shaking, Mr. Clark read the volume. "Six milliliters. I think with that much, no one will notice that we missed some." With that, he licked the glaze of cum from his hand and took the discarded strap-on. The purple dildo had slipped from Madeline's dripping pussy but remained firmly inserted in Bobby's ass. "May I?" Mr. Clark pointed toward the dildo. Bobby, still on all fours, looked at him and nodded. The teacher pulled the dildo out causing Bobby to inhale sharply and leaving him feeling strangely empty. Before today, he had never wanted to see that purple dildo again. Now he wanted it back inside him as soon as possible. Mr. Clark handed the dildo to Madeline. "We might as well make this yours. Keep it clean and be sure to bring it back with you tomorrow. Knowing Bobby, you'll need it again." Bobby's heart leaped for joy. Madeline smiled and took her seat behind Bobby, licking both ends of the dildo like a popsicle until the end of class.