After school detention lesson
Introduction:
A young boy âs lesson
PART 1
It was such a hot day in a typical Australian summer. The sky was blue as the ocean and Iâm relieved today is swimming lesson for my class. I am 13 years old and my best friend William who is also 13 is thrilled to go swimming instead of learning maths. It was almost the end of the year and the whole class would rather swim than learn. We all got to the pool by bus. William and I were disappointed when we were told our swimming coach was sick and was replaced by a substitute. Her name was Mrs Waltz, William and I both hated her because she always picked on us. Last year we both got into trouble for telling her to shut up. She always picks on us and shouts at us. Today was no different. The pool was usually clean but filled with insects that day. I noticed a big, fat cockroach crawling my way. I have always been scared of cockroaches. I glared at it powerless and frozen with fear as it slowly crawled its way towards me. âStop staring at your feet and listen to me, Jack!!â Her loud voice interrupted me thoughts and my fear turned into anger. âBut Miss, there was a big cockroachâ I replied. âOh Jack, donât be ridiculous and grow up!! This pool is constantly being cleaned; there will not be one cockroachâ
I was really upset at her. By the time she ordered us to swim 5 laps of freestyle, I decided I need revenge. I told William my feelings and we quietly discussed between laps on what we were going to do. I suggested we put the cockroach in her bag with her undies when William suggested a even better idea. He suggested we steal her undies and put it in the bin. It was a fantastic idea.
So when Mrs Waltz decided to demonstrate the correct swimming technique, me and William excused ourselves to the bathroom. As we passed her bags on the other side of the pool (in Australia we normally donât use lockers, we just put our bags on benches next to the pool), we opened the zipper and fortunately we found the undies without too much hassles. We grinned and hurried to dispose of it in the boys change room. We quickly ran towards to change room. Both of our hearts sank when our class teacher who came along to supervise us came out of the girls change room and caught us red handed.
Her face was turned red and our faces began to blush. To this day, I still canât believe she caught us clutching a ladyâs underwear. Our class teacher Mrs Turner was clearly upset and disappointed at us. She told us to get our bags, get changed and meet her outside. So we did reluctantly. We were speechless in the change room and we didnât even speak to each other. We changed and we met her outside.
âDo you boys have any idea of the severity of this crime? Iâm ashamed of you!â
We were ashamed of ourselves. âsorry missâ we said while staring at our toes
âStealing is one thing but stealing ladies underwear is another. I expect better than this boys!!! Especially you Jack, you behaved so well all year. I canât believe thisâ
I was so upset at this point and couldnât speak.
âNow, both of you are to report to the principal when we get back. Iâm so disappointed at both of you. For the meantime, Jack, go sit at the right hand corner, William, sit on the left hand side of the pool. There will be no talking between both of you. GO!â
This is the first time I got into so much trouble. I was usually a good student with occasional mischief such as not doing homework or talking in class. But I was never in a situation like this. William and I walked towards the principal office when we got back. We were both lectured on the severity of this crime. He told us stealing girlâs underwear can get us into jail. Of course, we were so innocent back then to understand why what weâve done was so upsetting to our teachers. When the principal decided to call our parents, we both were on the verge of crying and we begged him not to call our parents. He hesitated. Seeing we had never been in any serious trouble, he decided he wonât call this time. However he told us we were still going to be punished. Lunch time detentions for 2 weeks and no more swimming classes for the rest of this year, we were ordered to clean the classroom during swimming time. He also gave up an afternoon detention the next day.
The rest of the day passed quickly. I woke up the next day, went to school where time passed so quickly, recess, class, lunch where we both picked rubbish, class, then we both head towards afternoon detention room. We were both instructed to write lines: I must not steal womenâs underwear. We thought about the crime for almost a day now and we both still didnât understand why the crime was so severe. We both did our time and we could finally leave.
It was almost 4 and I just missed the bus. The next bus is an hour away. Thinking my day couldnât get any worse, I saw my older sisterâs best friend Jessica who was 18 at that time coming towards me. They were both bullies and I always try to avoid them.
I saw Jessica walking towards me and I decided to ignore her and turned my back towards her. She came up behind me and whispers âJack why are you still at school, your mommy will worry sick about youâ. Not knowing what she was trying to do this time I told her âshut up and mind your own businessâ She replies âwhere are your manners little boy? I was about to offer you a lift in my car but since you want me to mind my own business Iâll goâ.
I thought to myself maybe Jessica is not actually mean and I donât want to wait another hour for the bus so I said âJessica!! Wait!! Iâm sorry I was rude please give me a ride, Iâll do anything!!!! Please!!!!â
She replied âOK, if thatâs what you really wantâ
I was so happy as we walked towards her car when she told me âIâm sorry for bullying you for all those years. I was a loner before I met your sister and I wanted to fit in. I promise iâll be better to youâ
I replied âthen weâre equal and weâre even. You donât owe me anything and I donât owe you anythingâ
As she began to drive she asked me why Iâm so late today. Seeing she was trying to be nice and didnât seem to harm me I told her the truth. She was shocked as well.
âI never knew youâre this kind of boyâ She said
âwhat sort of boy?â I asked
âyou knowâŠ. only perverts steal undies and you seemed so shy. I wouldâve never guessedâ
âWhat!! No way Iâm perverted. Jessica, why does stealing undies make me perverted? I just want to throw them awayâ I asked
âummmm, jack its hard to explain, men often steal undies to sniff themâ
âwhat?????? Why would they do that? Thatâs so disgustingâ I asked ever so innocently
â Men just love the taste of women. Jack do you know anything about sex?? Have you ever masturbate?â
âNo, whats masturbate?â
âDo you really want to know? Its like stroking your penis, Iâm sure youâve done it before. It can also be called wanking or jerking. Your sis thinks youâve done itâ
âNope, I haventâ
âWould you like me to show you?â She asked in a tone as if talking to a baby
âummmm ok i guess, but promise me it wouldnât hurtâ
âNo it wouldnât hurt, i promise itâll feel so good you would do it everydayâ
Jessica then drove us to her house, her parents were away at work so we had the house to ourselves, she explained
She led me to her bedroom and locked the door.
âWhy are you locking the doorâ I asked innocently
âshhh⊠you will know soonâ she replied strangely
She told me to take my shirt off and just when I was about to ask why she began to unbutton my shirt. Soon my shirt is off. She then began to take my shoes and socks off. When she tried to take my pants off I protested. She encouraged me and told me donât be shy, I promise it wouldnât hurt. So I let her take my pants off, wondering at the same time why I had to take everything off. I was only wearing my boxers at that time. She then put her hand on my waist preparing to take my boxer off. I protested again and she replied the same way as before. She told me donât be shy, you have a great body. She began to feel my body as she said that. My dick responded to her touch, i could feel it getting excited. Then she slowly pulled my boxer, my last remaining piece of clothing off, revealing my semi hard penis. I was blushing and trying to hide it with my hands. She told me donât be shy and that I was the most beautiful 13 year old she ever saw (later she admitted I was the only 13 year old boy she ever saw naked)
I asked her, âi still donât understand, why do you need me nakedâ
She answered âhush little boy, lie down on my bed and iâll show you whats masturbatingâ
I obliged and lay on my back. She then griped my cock in a fist and slowly go up and down. I was in heaven. She then got me to masturbate by myself. I gripped my penis the way she did and tugged up and down. The sensation is amazing and some sort of pressure is building up, i could feel it. She then said âI wonder if u can cum yetâ. I asked âwhats cumâ . As soon as i finished asking I felt an urge to pee but she held me down, took over my penis and frantically wanked me. That strong force i was feeling earlier was released immediately as i squirt white liquid (later i learnt it was sperm) all over the place, mainly on jessicaâs face. OMG, i thought to myself, that felt so good. She milked the remaining drops and to my bewilderment, she began licking the liquid. She licked her face, my leg and then she lowered her mouth onto my dick and began sucking and licking the cum. I was so aroused and my penis went hard again. She bobbed her head up and down, her tongue massaging the sensitive area on my young penis. In no time I was moaning and ejaculate for the second time in my life. This time there was no mess, she simply swallowed them all!!!
As we recovered I thanked her for keeping her promises that it will not hurt. I asked her âdo girls masturbate as well? Can I see you do it please???â
âOf course Jack, it wouldnât be fair not to teach you everything about sexâ She told watch her carefully as she slowly undressed
This is my first time writing so please comment and tell me how i can improve and do you want me to continue this in part 2. Thank you