Trouble
by David Heulfryn

 

The brothers woke in a pool of Finn’s cum. He’d had another nocturnal emission. The sheets felt so damp that Max wondered if Finn had peed the bed. He felt the damp patch and smelt his hand. It wasn’t pee; it definitely smelt like cum.

Finn sighed, realising it had happened again. “Sorry, Max.”

“Don’t worry about it, Min.” Max tried to reassure him.

“I don’t know why it keeps happening. I even wanked last night before I went to bed.”

“You’re a growing boy Min. Nearly fifteen. We all have wet dreams.”

Lily opened their door to check they were awake. “Time to get up, boys.”

“Okay, Mum,” Max said and got out of bed.

Lily looked at Max. He nodded. Lily sighed silently.

Max went back to Finn as Lily left them alone. Finn looked disappointed as he got out of bed. He started to take off the bedclothes.

“I’ll help,” Max said as he took the duvet and pulled off the cover.

Lily was in the kitchen, unloading the dishwasher, when Finn took his soiled bedclothes downstairs. He stuffed the bedclothes in the washing machine, added powder and fabric softener and set it running.

“Sorry, Mum.”

Lily smiled at him, “What for? I’m so glad you’ve learned how to use a washing machine. Many fourteen-year-old boys don’t even know what one looks like.”

“Nearly fifteen, Mum.”

“Okay, nearly fifteen.” Lily tried not to make such a big deal over Finn’s continuing wet dreams. She was worried, but she didn’t want him to worry.

Finn went back upstairs to get ready for school. Lily looked at his pert white buttocks as he left.

As the brothers approached the school gates, Finn noticed Adam and Scott and ran over to see them, leaving Max alone.

Max looked around, trying to find anyone he recognised. He saw Neil talking to one of his grunts. He looked again, trying to see if he could find Eddie. As he looked around again, Max saw Freddie.

Freddie noticed Max and beckoned him over.

Max smiled at his new friend and felt someone push his shoulder.

“Get fucked last night, did you, queer boy?” Neil sneered. His mate stood behind him, trying to look mean.

Max felt his newfound confidence melt away.

“Well?” Neil pushed his shoulder again, forcing Max to take a step back.

Max took a deep breath, “What the fuck is wrong with you, Neil. Why can’t you just leave me alone?”

“I would, but you keep stalking me, wanting to suck my dick.”

Freddie came over, “You wish. You can’t find anyone to suck your dick because it’s covered in your dad’s shit from you fucking him all night.”

“Fuck off, Freddie. This has got nothing to do with you. It’s this queer that wants me to fuck him.” Neil glared at Freddie.

“Funny,” Freddie smiled, “I heard your arse is so loose you can’t feel it when you get fucked anymore.”

“Fuck you, Freddie.” Neil sneered.

“No, Neil. Fuck you, every night, and Kevin can have sloppy seconds.” Freddie glanced at Neil’s goon.

Neil ignored Freddie, “I’ll deal with you later.” He pushed Max and walked away, followed by Kevin.

Freddie and Max both released a sigh of relief.

“Try to not let him get to you,” Freddie said.

“I don’t know why he’s got it in for me. I told him I was gay but never came on to him, I promise.” Max looked pleadingly at Freddie. “I have a boyfriend. I’d never come on to someone while I have a boyfriend. Besides, there are plenty of other gay kids here. Why doesn’t he pick on them as well?”

“He’s in denial.” Freddie laughed, “He fancies you but is afraid to admit it.”

Max smiled and noticed Elise and Hannah approaching.

“We saw Neil and came over as quick as we could,” Elise said. “Did he hurt you?” Hannah was behind Elise and was smiling demurely at Max.

“No, just said his usual nasty things,” Max said, smiling at Hannah.

“We saw that tool off. Didn’t we?” Freddie put his arm around Max.

“We sure did.” Max tried to be confident.

As the school bell rang, they went to their tutor room. Freddie told Max to sit with him and his friends, which disappointed Elise and Hannah. They liked having Max sit next to them.

Neil seemed to have a rage deep inside him, which bubbled closer to the surface as the students moved from class to class. At lunchtime, he was determined to have another go at Max, and Max gave him the ideal opportunity as he told Freddie he would join Eddie, who was already sitting under the tree they shared. Freddie offered to join them, but Max suggested he didn’t, as Eddie wasn’t confident around people he didn’t know.

“Hi, Eddie. I missed you earlier.” Max sat down next to him and started to eat his sandwich.

“I only just made it to school in time,” Eddie said flatly.

“Are you alright?” Max could sense that he was tense.

“I hate being late,” Eddie said.

“But you weren’t.”

“I nearly was. And I’ve felt agitated all morning.”

“Do you feel better now?” Max asked.

“I feel calmer now that you’re here.” Eddie blushed at admitting he enjoyed Max’s company.

“I’ll try and be here whenever you need me.” Max was about to reach over and touch his knee in reassurance but stopped. He knew Eddie wasn’t comfortable being touched.

Neither Max nor Eddie saw Neil and his two goons approach. Neil was carrying his football, but they stopped in front of Max.

“Still friends with this retard?” Neil grinned.

Eddie looked downwards, staring at the ground between his legs. It was his coping mechanism.

“He’s not a retard, Neil. But being a retard yourself, I wouldn’t expect you to know.” Max was caught off-guard and didn’t mean to aggravate Neil.

Eddie chuckled.

“What the fuck are you laughing at?” Neil sneered at Eddie and threw the football at his head. It bounced off and rolled away. Kevin dutifully went to collect the ball.

“Leave him alone!” Max was angry and stood up, facing the slightly taller Neil.

Neil pushed Max against the tree trunk. Max rebounded and stood nose-to-nose with Neil.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Max spat in Neil’s face and pushed his shoulder.

Neil took a step back, rage making his face red. Adrenaline made Max stand up for himself, and when Neil threw a punch at him, he was quick to dodge it and lunged forward, grabbing Neil by the waist and wrestling him to the ground.

Neil’s two goons raced to help and grabbed Max, pulling him off Neil, but he wriggled free and threw himself back onto Neil, grabbing his head and getting him into a headlock. He squeezed, and Neil struggled to breathe. The goons were holding onto Max, trying to pull him off, but he held on, tightly.

A loud whistle blasted, and Neil’s goons ran off. Mr Johnson broke up Neil and Max. They stood beside each other, heads downcast, as Mr Johnson admonished them for fighting in the playground. Max adjusted his uniform to try and smarten himself up, but his blazer was dirty, and his shirt was ripped. He told them to go to the headmaster’s office and wait outside.

Max turned to Eddie. He was silently crying. “I’m sorry, Eddie. I’ll make it up to you. None of it was your fault. It was my choice.”

Eddie sniffed but didn’t respond. He kept looking at the same spot of grass.

Max followed Neil to the headmaster’s office while Mr Johnson checked that Eddie was alright and asked him what had happened. But Eddie remained silent. He was concentrating on not having a meltdown. Mr Johnson left him. Perhaps he could get some sense out of him later.

The headmaster opened his office door. He was holding two clear plastic bags. He gave one each to Neil and Max.

“Strip. And I mean everything. You will stay standing at ease until I call you into my office. You will not speak to each other. I will know if you speak as I have cameras and microphones. Do you understand?” He sounded menacing.

“Yes, Sir.” They said in unison.

Mr Price returned to his office and closed the door.

Max stripped, checking his clothes. His blazer was dirty but could be cleaned, and his shirt was ripped. When he took off his trousers, he saw scuff marks; he guessed they would also have to be thrown away. Despite that, he neatly folded his clothes and placed them in the bag. He took off his tight white briefs and placed them in the bag, finally putting his socks in his shoes and placing his shoes on top of his clothes.

Neil screwed up his clothes and threw them disdainfully into the clear plastic bag. “This is your fucking fault.” He said to Max, but Max didn’t respond. No matter what was going to happen, he didn’t want to make it worse by defying the headmaster’s orders.

Mr Johnson arrived with Kevin in tow. He knocked, and the headmaster called him and Kevin inside.

Kevin spent fifteen minutes with the headmaster. Max was tired from standing up and shuffled his feet to get his blood circulating. He stood still when the door opened, and Kevin left, walking by the naked teenagers and returning to class.

The headmaster and Mr Johnson left his office. After telling the boys to remain where they were, they left.

Eddie was waiting in a specially designated room. It was a quiet room where students could take timeouts. It wasn’t used for punishment but rather for helping those students with anxiety escape the noise and general jostling of the school.

Eddie was rocking back and forward, muttering under his breath.

When he saw the headmaster and Mr Johnson, he stood up. “Is… Is… Is Max okay?”

“Max is fine, Eddie. He’s not hurt. He’s waiting for us.” Mr Johnson reassured Eddie. Mr Price sat down, and Eddie and Johnson followed suit.

“You are not in any trouble, Eddie. Do you understand me?” Mr Price asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

“All I want to know is what happened. Do you feel up to telling me? What you say will not make anything worse for anyone. It could make this better for them. I only want the truth, Eddie.”

They spent nearly forty-five minutes talking to Eddie, trying to get him to tell them what happened. They had to take it slow, so he didn’t get anxious. Eddie was obviously concerned about Max, but Mr Price couldn’t give any reassurance that Max wouldn’t be punished.

The headmaster was satisfied he’d got everything out of Eddie, so he left him with Mr Johnson to ensure he remained calm.

“Both of you, in my office.” Mr Price sounded angry as he got back to his office.

Max followed, with Neil behind him.

Mr Price sat behind his desk, and the two naked boys stood in front of it.

“Neil.” He got the boy’s attention, “I don’t want to hear a single word from you while I talk to Max. No shrugs, huffs, tuts, nothing. If you make any noise or movement which shows you disagree with his version of events, I will cane you here and now. You will have your opportunity afterwards. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Neil tried to sound as unconcerned as possible. He knew his uncle, Mr Lawrence, would put in a good word for him, as he usually did, and managed to get any punishments he received reduced or revoked.

Mr Price asked Max what had happened to cause the fight on the grounds. He explained calmly, from when Neil threw his football at Eddie to when Mr Johnson pulled them apart. Neil was still and silent.

It was now Neil’s turn to explain.

“Well, Sir. Me and my mates were going to kick a ball around on the playing field when it slipped from my hands and accidentally hit Eddie on the head. He wasn’t hurt, but Max thought I’d done it on purpose, and he started to shout and get right in my face. He was very aggressive. When he knew I wouldn’t be goaded, he became frustrated and lunged at me. I tried to push him off me, but we fell to the floor, and he kept having a go at me. Getting me in a headlock. I nearly suffocated, Sir.”

Max was fuming inside. Neil made it sound like he was the aggressor. “May I speak, Sir?” Max found the courage to defend himself. Mr Price nodded. “That was all lies, he threw a punch at me, and I dodged it. He threw the first punch. I was only defending myself.”

“But he didn’t hit you?” Mr Price confirmed.

“No, Sir.”

“Thank you for clearing that up, Max.” Mr Price said and leant back in his chair. He brought his hands together so only his fingertips touched. He was thinking. “You know we take fighting among the students very seriously at this academy.” He addressed both boys. “You both were fighting in front of all the students. I have to make an example of you so they don’t think this is a valid way to settle their differences. Max,” he rotated his chair to look directly at him, “you had several opportunities to avoid this confrontation. You consciously decided not to take any of them.” Mr Price rotated his chair until he looked at Neil, “You also had several opportunities to de-escalate the situation. You also consciously chose not to take them.

“Neil, you will remain naked for the rest of the day and all next week. You must not wear any clothes the moment you pass the school gate. Furthermore, if you choose not to come to school naked, you must wear your full uniform until you arrive. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Enforced nudity, if that was all, then he considered to have got off lightly.

“You may go.” The headmaster dismissed the boy.

Max was very nervous. He knew he would not get away with simple nudity. It was clear that the headmaster placed most of the blame on him. The few seconds it took for the office door to close and Mr Price to start speaking seemed like hours, hours of nervous anticipation before he was notified of his punishment.

“Max,” Mr Price sighed, “I’m not entirely in a bubble. I know Neil has a reputation; I know he goes too far. But he is very careful. I’ve seen this before, granted, not for about a year, but this is his modus operandi. He pretends to throw a punch to get a response. He has made a fool of you, Max, by doing exactly what he wanted you to do.”

Max sighed, annoyed with himself.

“Unfortunately, Neil knows that I have to punish you for being the first to be physically aggressive and, in the eyes of the school, starting the fight.”

“But I didn’t, Sir,” Max begged.

“Unfortunately, you did, Max. He goaded you until you lashed out. We can’t do that. If we do that, we get into serious trouble. It leads to physical assault, GBH, ABH, manslaughter and murder. We all need to control our base impulses. We need to not become violent even under the most intense verbal incitement. I’m sorry, Max, but you will receive a more severe punishment. You will remain naked today and all next week, like Neil. The same stipulations apply. In addition to that, you will receive ten lashes of the cane in front of the entire student body.” Max shuddered at the prospect of being caned again. “The ten lashes will be split into two sessions. Five lashes on Monday morning and the final five lashes on Wednesday morning. In addition, you will wear a chastity device until the end of classes next Friday, when you will report to me for its removal.”

“May I make a request, Sir?”

Mr Price smiled. This had never happened before. Every student in the same position had accepted their punishment and left his office as quickly as possible. He would hear what the boy had to say, but if he asked for clemency, he had decided to increase his punishment to twelve lashes.

“Go ahead, Max.”

“Sir, Eddie has become a friend of mine. I’m sure you know he has autism and doesn’t respond to situations as most people would. If he sees me being caned, I’m afraid it might upset him and cause him severe anxiety or even a meltdown. I would like to request that he be excused from watching the punishment.”

“You realise that a public caning is meant to punish you and deter others?”

“I know, Sir. But Eddie might think I am being punished because of him. He’s very sensitive, Sir.”

“I know, Max. Eddie is a special boy, and I don’t mean that derogatorily. I will agree to your request.”

“Thank you, Sir. I appreciate it.”

Mr Price nodded and opened his desk drawer. He took out a metal device and told Max to come to his side of the desk.

“I will need to touch your genitals while I fit the device.”

“Okay, Sir.” Max looked directly ahead. He didn’t want to watch as the headmaster touched his cock and balls to fit the device.

“I will know if you attempt to interfere or remove the device. You are to keep it on twenty-four hours a day until I remove it this time next week. The only time it will be removed is during your caning. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Max suddenly became upset. It had dawned on him that we would have to wear the cock cage while James visited.

Max had physically assaulted Neil and could accept his punishment. The thought of being caned again didn’t have the same effect on him. Max felt he could accept the punishment. But he knew James would be disappointed. Max felt like he’d let him down.

 

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