Gym Class Troubles Part 1 By: Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) Copyright January 23, 2000 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved. No reproduction, retransmission, re-posting on another Internet site is permitted without the expressed WRITTEN consent of the author (Hooked6@hotmail.com). The following story is for mature ADULTS only and is pure fiction. Any similarity to actual events is pure coincidence. The story is for ADULT entertainment. The plot of the story if it were true may be considered illegal or abusive in some localities. The author neither advocates nor condones such conduct but believes in the right of free creative expression. The author understands the difference between fantasy and reality. By reading this article, the reader hereby asserts that this material is appropriate for the area in which the reader resides and is of an appropriate age to access ADULT material. Comments are ALWAYS welcome. 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.