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It was now a couple of weeks after I started to wear shorts to school. Then there was that awful squeal of the PA system coming on. \"ATTENTION STUDENTS. ATTENTION STUDENTS.\" then in a softer voice \"Who, sir?\" which probably should have been off mike.\n\n\"The shorts boy, er, Wicks, Mrs. Notting.\" There was a roar of laughter through the corridors as everyone knew there were exactly two students fitting that description.\n\nThe she repeated it directly into the mike and thus throughout the school: \"Wicks, report to the Head's office immediately. Wicks, report to the Head's office immediately.\"\n\nI moved towards the head's office quickly. Instinct, a. k.a., common sense, said that something was not good. When I arrived, Mrs. Notting sent me into Headmaster Williams' office directly. Once I was standing in front of him, Williams started to lecture me about some improper conduct in Mr. York-Kent's history class.\n\n\"Begging your pardon, sir. I'm not in any of Mr. York-Kent's classes.\" Mr. Williams paused and studied the paper before him and then me. Before he could speak there was a knock on the door and my brother entered.\n\n\"Oh, you're quiet right, Wicks Minor. It is your brother, just gracing us with his presence, who is at fault.\" (Mr. William's long past at a public school often showed in his speech.) Rather than giving me leave to go, he immediately proceeded to lecture Dicky on his rudeness. It was his finish that was most interesting. \"Since your parents have decided that you should dress in the more traditional style, I shall punish you in the more traditional manner. Unfortunately, the Council has banned the use of canes so I shall use this paddle.\" Dick went pale as he pulled a wooden paddle out of his desk. It was about two feet long, four inches wide and more than a half inch thick. It looked very hard. \"Drop your shorts and pants, Wicks Major and lean over the back of that chair.\"\n\nDick hesitated, too shocked to move. \"Now, boy.\" and then to me. \"Wicks Minor, you better hold your brother in place.\"\n\nDicky was like a zombie. I opened his belt, shorts and along with his pants pulled them down to his knees. I turned him around and bent him over the chair back. I knelt on the far side and held his wrist as tightly as I could.\n\n\"Six, Master Wicks.\"\n\n\"Be brave, Dick.\" I whispered hoping he would not disgrace himself further.\n\nMr. Williams got into position and swung the paddle. WHACK!!\n\n\"YOWEEELL!\" screamed Dicky. Tears were already forming in his eyes.\n\nWHACK!!\n\nAgain Dicky screamed.\n\nThe third one: WHACK!! with the same result. \"That's halfway; Dick be brave.\"\n\nWHACK!! Dick yelled and started to cry.\n\nWHACK!! Dick was crying a lot and it was hard to hold him in place. \"Just one more and it will be over.\"\n\nWHACK. Mr. Williams was gentle with this one, but Dick was now out of control and bawling like an elementary school kid.\n\nI stood Dick up and held him as he cried. The Head left the office and I tried to get Dick to stop crying. It took quite a while. Then I pulled up his pants and shorts and fastened them. I shoved the two soaked (tears and snot) handkerchiefs into my pocket and led Dicky out, picking up our satchels as we went. I headed for the bog, praying that it was empty.\n\nI washed his face with cold water and then dropped his pants again to closely inspect his arse. It was red and hot but not nearly as bad as one would have thought from Dick's howls. I stuck some paper in the drain hole and had Dick perch on the basin. Then I turned on the cold tap hoping it would calm him down so that we could go home. I did not want to met anyone with my brother crying.\n\nIt was almost an hour after the usual dismissal time that we left the school. Fortunately there was another bus that we caught.\n\nOur parents were displeased the Dicky had been rude, disappointed at his juvenile behaviour but quite happy at Mr. Williams discipline method. He said that he would call him and thank him. I'm sure that he did and I knew that mere detentions were not in my future any more than in Dick's.\n\nIt was about three weeks later, that I got into scuffle with a couple of fourth form blokes in the hall. The three of us were hauled off to the head. This was definitely the wrong day for this to happen for what had occurred at the town's comprehensive school just a mile away. It was on page one of the local newspaper: \"Student Bawl & Riot. 2 in Hosp.\"\n\n\"I will not tolerate this sort of hooliganism at my school. Fighting is not permitted here. Understand.\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\" we said in unison.\n\nHe then took out the paddle. My fourth form attackers were most surprised. \"The paddle is still permitted by the Council as Wicks learnt a couple of weeks ago. Drop your pants and get over that chair, Adams.\" Adams started to object but Williams cut him off with a curt: \"You'll get an extra stroke for every addition word.\" Adams clammed up, bared his bum and got into position.\n\nWHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! went the paddle. Adams had grunted a few times but took it well. His arse was glowing.\n\n\"Hayes, you are next. Get into position.\" As Adams pulled up his pants. Hayes dropped his and replaced him over the chair. Although Adams had been _s_e_x_ually neutral about this, Hayes was hard from watching his chum's bum get roasted. I was somewhat hard and I hoped that I would not get any harder. Mr. Williams did not waste any time but quickly delivered the six swats: WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! Hayes turned as read as Adams had but he was not nearly as stoic for he yelped twice and yelled once. He was still very hard when it was over but looked like he was about to cum for he was dripping pre-cum.\n\nNow it was my turn. \"Wicks get into position.\" the head commanded. Like Adams and Hayes, I dropped my pants and bent of the chair. I gripped the front legs tightly knowing that this was not going to be fun. My prick was still half hard. WHACK!! crashed the paddle down on my bum. It hurt all the way to my head. I clenched my jaw to keep silent. WHACK!! The second one was worse. I gripped the chair even more tightly. WHACK!! Three; halfway. This was hurting more than the spanking I had gotten from dad. WHACK!! Four; just two more. WHACK!! Five; I yelped. I clenched my teeth even tighter for the last one. WHACK!! It was over.\n\n\"Get dressed Wicks. I don't want to see you boys in here again. Get your passes from Mrs. Notting and get to your classes.\"\n\n\"Yes sir.\" we said together. We each knew what was going to happen in our next class. It was PE and our red bums would be the talk of the school very soon -- as soon as we were in the showers.\n\n\"Wicks,\" said Adams, \"you took that very well.\" and offered me his hand. \"I guess that you not a little sissy boy shorts-boy.\" We all laughed.\n\n\"You took it better.\" I told him. \"Now what do we say in the showers?\"\n\nIt turned out that the answer did not matter. The coach figured out how we could avoid the questions. We quickly changed into our PE outfits of T-shirts, jock straps, PE shorts, socks and trainers and entered the gym. The Coach was just finishing up some demonstration when we handed him the late pass. The Coach read it and smiled. He handed it to one of the squad leaders and told him to read it to the class.\n\n\"This is a late pass from the Headmaster to The Coach for Adams, Hayes and Wicks for today. The reason: 'Getting a paddling.'\" The class went crazy and into hysterics. Even The Coach had trouble restoring order. The three of us were embarrassed and blushing but the worse was yet to come for The Coach made us tell what had happened. Then he asked the class if they would like to see the results. The ayes were unanimous. We required to remove our shorts and bend over to display our crimson bums to the class. We got a round of applause. We were ordered to leave our shorts off for the rest of the class so to allow our tails to cool.\n\nThe Coach directed that we be left alone in the locker and showers. If anyone is really curious a personal demonstration can be arranged. The warning worked for although we were stared at in the gym, locker room and showers nobody dare to say anything.\n\nAdams and maybe Hayes also must have said things to their classmates because the shorts remarks from the fourth form guys dropped a lot.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The final bell of the day had rang and everyone was heading out of the classroom to do more fun things than the board of education had ordained would be good to torment me and my mates.  It was now a couple of weeks after I started to wear shorts to school.  Then there was that awful squeal of the PA system coming on.  "ATTENTION STUDENTS.  ATTENTION STUDENTS." then in a softer voice "Who, sir?" which probably should have been off mike.

"The shorts boy, er, Wicks, Mrs. Notting."  There was a roar of laughter through the corridors as everyone knew there were exactly two students fitting that description.

The she repeated it directly into the mike and thus throughout the school: "Wicks, report to the Head's office immediately.  Wicks, report to the Head's office immediately."

I moved towards the head's office quickly.  Instinct, a. k.a., common sense, said that something was not good.  When I arrived, Mrs. Notting sent me into Headmaster Williams' office directly.  Once I was standing in front of him, Williams started to lecture me about some improper conduct in Mr. York-Kent's history class.

"Begging your pardon, sir.  I'm not in any of Mr. York-Kent's classes."  Mr. Williams paused and studied the paper before him and then me.  Before he could speak there was a knock on the door and my brother entered.

"Oh, you're quiet right, Wicks Minor.  It is your brother, just gracing us with his presence, who is at fault."  (Mr. William's long past at a public school often showed in his speech.)  Rather than giving me leave to go, he immediately proceeded to lecture Dicky on his rudeness.  It was his finish that was most interesting.  "Since your parents have decided that you should dress in the more traditional style, I shall punish you in the more traditional manner.  Unfortunately, the Council has banned the use of canes so I shall use this paddle."  Dick went pale as he pulled a wooden paddle out of his desk.  It was about two feet long, four inches wide and more than a half inch thick.  It looked very hard.  "Drop your shorts and pants, Wicks Major and lean over the back of that chair."

Dick hesitated, too shocked to move.  "Now, boy." and then to me.  "Wicks Minor, you better hold your brother in place."

Dicky was like a zombie.  I opened his belt, shorts and along with his pants pulled them down to his knees.  I turned him around and bent him over the chair back.  I knelt on the far side and held his wrist as tightly as I could.

"Six, Master Wicks."

"Be brave, Dick." I whispered hoping he would not disgrace himself further.

Mr. Williams got into position and swung the paddle.  WHACK!!

"YOWEEELL!" screamed Dicky.  Tears were already forming in his eyes.

WHACK!!

Again Dicky screamed.

The third one: WHACK!! with the same result.  "That's halfway; Dick be brave."

WHACK!!  Dick yelled and started to cry.

WHACK!!  Dick was crying a lot and it was hard to hold him in place.  "Just one more and it will be over."

WHACK.  Mr. Williams was gentle with this one, but Dick was now out of control and bawling like an elementary school kid.

I stood Dick up and held him as he cried.  The Head left the office and I tried to get Dick to stop crying.  It took quite a while.  Then I pulled up his pants and shorts and fastened them.  I shoved the two soaked (tears and snot) handkerchiefs into my pocket and led Dicky out, picking up our satchels as we went.  I headed for the bog, praying that it was empty.

I washed his face with cold water and then dropped his pants again to closely inspect his arse.  It was red and hot but not nearly as bad as one would have thought from Dick's howls.  I stuck some paper in the drain hole and had Dick perch on the basin.  Then I turned on the cold tap hoping it would calm him down so that we could go home.  I did not want to met anyone with my brother crying.

It was almost an hour after the usual dismissal time that we left the school.  Fortunately there was another bus that we caught.

Our parents were displeased the Dicky had been rude, disappointed at his juvenile behaviour but quite happy at Mr. Williams discipline method.  He said that he would call him and thank him.  I'm sure that he did and I knew that mere detentions were not in my future any more than in Dick's.

It was about three weeks later, that I got into scuffle with a couple of fourth form blokes in the hall.  The three of us were hauled off to the head.  This was definitely the wrong day for this to happen for what had occurred at the town's comprehensive school just a mile away.  It was on page one of the local newspaper: "Student Bawl & Riot. 2 in Hosp."

"I will not tolerate this sort of hooliganism at my school.  Fighting is not permitted here.  Understand."

"Yes, sir." we said in unison.

He then took out the paddle.  My fourth form attackers were most surprised.  "The paddle is still permitted by the Council as Wicks learnt a couple of weeks ago.  Drop your pants and get over that chair, Adams."  Adams started to object but Williams cut him off with a curt: "You'll get an extra stroke for every addition word."  Adams clammed up, bared his bum and got into position.

WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  went the paddle.  Adams had grunted a few times but took it well.  His arse was glowing.

"Hayes, you are next.  Get into position."  As Adams pulled up his pants. Hayes dropped his and replaced him over the chair.  Although Adams had been _s_e_x_ually neutral about this, Hayes was hard from watching his chum's bum get roasted.  I was somewhat hard and I hoped that I would not get any harder.  Mr. Williams did not waste any time but quickly delivered the six swats: WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  Hayes turned as read as Adams had but he was not nearly as stoic for he yelped twice and yelled once.  He was still very hard when it was over but looked like he was about to cum for he was dripping pre-cum.

Now it was my turn.  "Wicks get into position." the head commanded.  Like Adams and Hayes, I dropped my pants and bent of the chair.  I gripped the front legs tightly knowing that this was not going to be fun.  My prick was still half hard.  WHACK!! crashed the paddle down on my bum.  It hurt all the way to my head.  I clenched my jaw to keep silent.  WHACK!!  The second one was worse.  I gripped the chair even more tightly.  WHACK!!  Three; halfway.  This was hurting more than the spanking I had gotten from dad.  WHACK!!  Four; just two more.  WHACK!!  Five; I yelped.  I clenched my teeth even tighter for the last one.  WHACK!!  It was over.

"Get dressed Wicks.  I don't want to see you boys in here again.  Get your passes from Mrs. Notting and get to your classes."

"Yes sir." we said together.  We each knew what was going to happen in our next class.  It was PE and our red bums would be the talk of the school very soon -- as soon as we were in the showers.

"Wicks," said Adams, "you took that very well." and offered me his hand.  "I guess that you not a little sissy boy shorts-boy."  We all laughed.

"You took it better." I told him.  "Now what do we say in the showers?"

It turned out that the answer did not matter.  The coach figured out how we could avoid the questions.  We quickly changed into our PE outfits of T-shirts, jock straps, PE shorts, socks and trainers and entered the gym.  The Coach was just finishing up some demonstration when we handed him the late pass.  The Coach read it and smiled.  He handed it to one of the squad leaders and told him to read it to the class.

"This is a late pass from the Headmaster to The Coach for Adams, Hayes and Wicks for today.  The reason:  'Getting a paddling.'"  The class went crazy and into hysterics.  Even The Coach had trouble restoring order.  The three of us were embarrassed and blushing but the worse was yet to come for The Coach made us tell what had happened.  Then he asked the class if they would like to see the results.  The ayes were unanimous.  We required to remove our shorts and bend over to display our crimson bums to the class.  We got a round of applause.  We were ordered to leave our shorts off for the rest of the class so to allow our tails to cool.

The Coach directed that we be left alone in the locker and showers.  If anyone is really curious a personal demonstration can be arranged.  The warning worked for although we were stared at in the gym, locker room and showers nobody dare to say anything.

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