Max’s Monday
by David Heulfryn

 

It looked and felt wrong when Max and Finn came down for breakfast. Max was naked, and Finn was dressed smartly in his school uniform. Both boys wished it was the other way around.

“Am I allowed to wear shoes to school, Mum,” Max asked, feeling nervous about walking to school naked.

“Shoes are allowed, Max. No one wants you to hurt your feet.”

“Thanks, Mum.” Max sat down and bit into a slice of toast.

“I’ve emailed the school to let them know you will be late, Finn,” Lily said.

“Do I have to?” Finn whined, “There’s nothing wrong with me. I feel fine. Also, I wanted to walk to school with Max. It’s not fair that he has to walk alone.”

Max smiled at his brother. He knew he would want to be there to support him.

“It can’t be helped, Finn. We need to get there for nine.”

Owen came downstairs, dressed smartly for a meeting at work. “How are you, Max?” He asked.

“I’m fine, Dad.”

“Will you be okay going to school?” Owen was concerned that Max might have another panic attack.

“It’s not exactly going to be enjoyable, but I think I’ll be alright. I’m nervous but coping with the nerves.”

“Let me know if it all gets overwhelming.”

“I will, but the Counsellor has shown me some exercises to help. It’s different from last time. I feel I have a few friends to help me.”

“It’ll get easier after today,” Owen said, trying to make Max feel better.

Max sighed. He’d left it as late as possible to go to school. But to make it on time, he had to leave now.

They kissed Max as he left, alone and naked. Even Owen kissed his eldest son. It made Max feel better knowing that his family was behind him.

Max threw his rucksack over his back and started the walk to school. They watched him until he disappeared from view.

Max stroud proudly, concentrating on breathing, his mind thinking of other things. He would have forgotten he was naked if it wasn’t for the chill in the air. As he approached the junction in the road where he and Eddie would part ways, he saw another student waiting. As he walked closer, he noticed it was Eddie.

“Have you been waiting for me?” Max asked as they carried on walking to school.

“Yes, I was worried you weren’t coming. I’ve been waiting nearly an hour. I didn’t want to miss you.”

“Thanks, Eddie. That means a lot to me.”

“I didn’t want you walking to school alone.”

“That’s sweet of you. Usually, I walk with my brother, but he’s at the doctor’s this morning.”

“Is he alright?” Eddie became worried.

“He’s fine. Mum’s worrying over nothing.”

“Good,” Eddie relaxed again.

Max got nervous as they approached the school gates. Eddie reached over and held his hand. Max smiled at Eddie.

Freddie and his friends came over to Max. They did their best to shield him from view. Eddie felt pushed out and quietly left Max surrounded by his new friends. Max noticed Eddie leave too late to call after him. He noticed Eddie hung his head. Max felt a pang of sorrow in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to follow him, but Freddie kept him.

“Sorry, Freddie. I must speak to Eddie.” Max said and pushed himself away from the group. They watched Max jog over to Eddie, surprised he was willingly exposing himself.

“Eddie,” Max called out, eventually catching up with him as he almost reached their tree. Eddie now considered it their tree. “They mean well, Eddie. They were trying to help me. But I need to talk to you.”

Eddie’s face brightened, but it fell as soon as Max spoke, “You know I’m going to get caned this morning.” Eddie nodded, “I’ve asked that you be excused from watching. I don’t mind if you watch if you really want to. But the headmaster has said you don’t have to.”

Eddie hugged Max. “Thanks, I don’t think I could cope with watching.”

“And don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright. It will hurt a bit, but I will be fine afterwards.” Max tried to play down the pain he was preparing himself for.

They were disturbed by Neil. “Got blue balls yet?”

Max sighed as he saw Neil standing naked in front of him. His two goons were a step behind.

“I had a great weekend.” Neil cupped his cock and balls, “I wanked as much as I wanted to. And I wank a lot. Shame you won’t be able to have a wank all week.”

Freddie came over to make sure Neil wasn’t stirring up more trouble. “Fuck off, Neil and get your two retarded mates to suck you off before the bell goes. I know you like their lips around your cock.”

The goons rounded on Freddie, and he smiled at them. “Leave him. He’s not worth it.” Neil told his mates, and they left, snarling back at Max and Freddie.

Max introduced Freddie to Eddie, who giggled when he heard their names rhyme. Max was pleased Eddie began to relax around Freddie. The three boys remained together until the bell went.

“I have to go straight to the school hall,” Max said. Eddie hugged Max quickly and tightly and left to go to the quiet room. He didn’t look back at Max, he couldn’t, or he’d think about what was about to happen.

“Good luck, Max.” Freddie gave Max a reassuring touch on his arm, stopping very short of the demonstrative hug that Eddie gave him.

Neil joined Max as he went to the school hall. “What are you doing here?” Max asked him.

“I have to be up there as well. Show the school my cock, make all the girls wish they could suck me off. I might get a few girlfriends from this.” Neil grinned, putting on a façade. “Plus, I get a close-up view of you getting five whacks. That’s the best thing, watching your soft arse get mangled by the cane.”

“Jealousy doesn’t become you, Neil. If you wanted to see me naked, you didn’t have to go through all this. All you had to do was ask. I might have even fucked you. I know you want it,” Max teased.

“Shut it, you filthy queer.” Neil sneered.

“Quiet! Both of you!” The voice of the headmaster boomed as they entered the school hall. Max noticed a strange wooden contraption at centre stage. “Each of you, stand beside the birching frame. Arms behind your back.

The two boys stood beside the birching frame, exposing their bodies to the empty room. But it wasn’t empty for long. Students began to file in, excited to see a punishment. They all looked at the naked boys. They couldn’t see Max’s cock as it was encased in a metal device. But there was a murmur about Neil’s cock. Max smiled when one girl commented that she thought he’d be bigger. Thankfully, the headmaster didn’t see him smirk.

Max began to tire of standing and started to shuffle his feet. The headmaster shouted at him to stand still. His voice echoed around the school hall, making some spectators jump.

The headmaster stood at a lectern to the side of the stage; the cane rested against the lip to prevent it from rolling off. He stood watching the students arrive and sit down.

Mr Lawrence was the last to enter the hall and nodded to the headmaster that everyone was present. Everyone except Eddie.

The headmaster brought the school to silence, and they sat silent and still as he spoke.

“This is not a responsibility I enjoy. But there are always duties we don’t like that we have to do. Unfortunately, I have no option but to discipline the two boys standing in front of you. They were found fighting on the school grounds. This is totally unacceptable and is not a way to settle differences. Anyone seen to be fighting will face similar punishment.

“This is the first part of the punishment, and both students will remain naked in school for the rest of the week. As Max was the instigator, he is forced to wear a chastity device and will receive ten lashes, five today and five on Wednesday.

“Mr Wilson.” Neil looked at the headmaster, who was holding out a small key. “Take this key and remove Mr Fletcher’s chastity device in preparation for his punishment.”

“Sir?”

“Remove the cock cage, Neil. Don’t make me ask again.”

Neil was reluctant but knew he had no choice. He took the key from the headmaster and knelt in front of Max. He unlocked the cock cage and gingerly removed it, trying not to touch Max’s cock.

Max groaned as his cock was released. It felt good for his cock to be free, and it slowly inflated. Neil placed the cock cage on the lectern. Max now stood in front of the school with an erection. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to feel his hard shaft in his palm. It twitched, and a pearl of precum oozed from his slit. Max was torn between his need to cum and the embarrassment of cumming in front of the school. But the choice was not going to be his.

“Neil! You will give Mr Fletcher his first five strokes.” The headmaster recognised That Max’s cock looked ready to blow.

Neil approached the headmaster to take the cane from the lectern. Neil grinned. He would not hold back; he would give Max the most brutal strokes he could. He wanted to draw blood. He wanted to cause Max as much pain as possible.

“Not those strokes, Mr Wilson. You will stroke that.” He nodded to Max’s erection.

“But, Sir!” Neil protested.

“One more word, and you will share Mr Fletcher’s punishment.”

Neil shuffled over to Max. He slowly and deliberately wrapped his fingers around Max’s cock. It caused Max to groan and his cock to drip precum over Neil’s hand.

Max could feel his balls ache as Neil slowly stroked him. Both boys had their eyes closed, Neil in disgust of touching another boy’s cock, Max in pleasure. The ache in Max’s balls became painful; he was about to cum. Neil could feel Max’s cock throb in his hand.

Max groaned loudly as he came. His pent-up desire exploded, and his first volley shot cum passed the edge of the stage, almost reaching the student on the first row.

As he came down from his orgasm, Max opened his eyes and saw Neil holding his cum streaked hand in front of him like he was in pain. His face showed his disgust at having another boy’s cum on him.

“Clean up your hand, Mr Wilson.” The headmaster said and smiled inwardly as Neil looked around for a towel or a tissue to wipe the cum from his hand, but he could see anything. Neil looked at the headmaster, confused. “Use your tongue boy!” The headmaster roared.

Neil realised he had no choice and started to wretch as he brought his hand to his face. He poked out his tongue and wretched as he licked his fingers.

Mr Price was pleased with how this punishment session was turning out. He knew Neil was the cause of Max’s punishment and was always sneaky to avoid serious consequences. He never expected Max to ejaculate but knew it wouldn’t take much to cause it once he saw the boy’s hard cock. He took the opportunity to humiliate Neil.

“And now the rest, Mr Wilson. I like to keep my school clean.”

Neil wretched again as he looked at the streaks of cum on the highly polished wooden stage. Mr Price wanted Neil to lick up the cum from the stage but watched as he ran his fingers through the cum and licked it from his fingers. Max was given a view of Neil’s arse as he knelt, his arse cheeks splayed open and he was treated to a view of Neil’s anus. It made his cock twitch, and another pearl of cum oozed from his softening cock.

“I see that Mr Fletcher is still producing semen. Make sure it doesn’t drip onto my clean stage, Mr Wilson.” Neil was about to transfer the pearl of cum from Max’s knob to his finger when the headmaster stopped him. “Don’t dirty your fingers again, Mr Wilson. Use your mouth and clean Mr Fletcher’s penis while you are down there.

Neil hesitated before plucking up the courage to slip Max’s cock into his mouth. Max could feel him suck and lick his sticky cum from his shaft. It made him grow hard again, and he felt his cock hit the back of Neil’s throat. Neil gagged and pulled Max’s cock from his mouth. It now glistened with Neil’s spit rather than cum.

“Thank you, Mr Wilson. You’ve done a good job there. Now return to your original position.”

Neil stood next to the birching frame. There were a few murmurs from the audience as they noticed Neil’s cock was longer and thicker than before. He wasn’t hard, but he was turgid.

“Bend over the frame, Mr Fletcher.” The headmaster instructed. Max’s stomach lurched. The fun of having Neil clean up his cum was over. He was now going to be caned.

Mr Price took the cane from its resting place on the lectern and flexed it. He approached Max.

The school looked at Max’s arse as he was bent double. Max braced himself. He was determined not to cry or cry out in pain. He would show strength.

The first stroke surprised him, and Max grunted and screwed up his face in pain. The remaining four strokes came quickly afterwards.

It was now over until Wednesday when it would happen again. The pain in his arse radiated over his body. He remained still, bent over the birching frame, his arse still on show to the audience but now decorated by five red stripes.

Mr Price bent over to examine Max’s buttocks. Satisfied he hadn’t broken the skin, he told Max to stand up and face the crowd. His face was red and displayed a blank expression as he internally coped with the pain.

The headmaster instructed Neil to replace the chastity device. Neil couldn’t replace it without touching Max. He didn’t want to touch Max’s cock and balls, but he took the opportunity to give Max’s balls a squeeze, causing him to wince. Neil gave Max an evil grin as he stood to face forward again.

Neil and Max remained facing the audience as the headmaster dismissed them. Neil was then dismissed, and Max was alone with the headmaster.

“How do you feel, Max?”

“It hurts, Sir. But I’ll be fine.” Max responded.

“If you have any issues or problems, then make sure you see the school nurse. I didn’t break the skin, so you should just be sore for the next few days.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Max felt his backside; it felt warm.

He was dismissed and sent to class.

 

Max struggled to sit through his lessons. The pressure on his arse caused him much discomfort. Freddie tried to help, offering his blazer to sit on to cushion his sore arse against the hard chair.

Neil kept quiet, disgusted that he had been made to eat Max’s cum and then put his cock in his mouth. This was unusual and had never happened before. The headmaster had gone too far. He would speak to his uncle, Mr Lawrence.

At lunchtime, Max went over to his tree and found Eddie waiting. Eddie stood when he saw his friend approach.

“Are you alright?” They asked each other in unison and laughed.

“I’m fine,” Max said, turning around to show Eddie the fading stripes on his arse.

“I’m glad I didn’t watch,” Eddie said.

“So am I. It must be horrible to see a friend punished. I’m glad my brother wasn’t there either.”

“I brought some cream. I borrowed it from my Mum’s bathroom. It should help.” Eddie pulled out a half-empty tube of Savlon from his back.

Max took the cream, squeezed a blob onto his fingers, and gently rubbed over his arse.

“It didn’t stop you touching yourself up, I see. And you brought lube too. How many fingers can you get up your arse?” Neil and his goons approached.

“Suck my dick.” Max laughed in his face.

“You loved that, didn’t you? But I’ll get you back.” Neil sneered.

“Me!” Max tried to sound innocent, “I didn’t make you do it. If you want to get anyone back, it should be Mr Price. And that I’d love to see.”

“Don’t worry, that cunt will regret making me do that.” Max thought Neil would be stupid enough to try something to get back at the headmaster.

Eddie seemed more confident. He stood by Max and didn’t sit and stare at the ground.

“Why don’t you leave Max alone. He’s done nothing to you. You are just being horrible.” Eddie said quietly.

“Did you hear something?” Neil looked at his goons and back at Eddie. “Keep out of it, retard. It’s between me and Max.”

“He has a point, Neil.” Max wondered. “What have you got against me. I didn’t ask to be paired up with you, and I’ve not done anything to hurt you. I’ve not bullied you, belittled you, or called you names. Nothing. So why, Neil?”

This wrong-footed Neil. Max could see his brain trying to work out a comeback. But he couldn’t. “Just fuck off!” Neil said and walked away. It was the best comeback he could think of.

Max and Eddie sighed in relief that Neil was gone. They stood around their tree talking. Max noticed Freddie with his friends in the distance. They looked at each other. Freddie nodded at Max to check that everything was alright. Max nodded and smiled back. Max felt glad he’d got two very good friends despite being caned that morning.

 

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