Jim's 1st Day of Physical Education

"One more thing to clarify," John said to the boys. "Today is the only time you'll need to wait like this. Normally you can walk back to your locker and get dressed as soon as you finish drying off and deposit your towel. Remember that no towels are to leave this room. I don't ever want to see a wet towel in the locker room. Make sure you do all of your drying off in here. Any questions on shower procedures?" None of the boys said anything. "Then, now that everyone is done with their shower, I want all of you to carefully walk back to your lockers and stand in front of them again. Do not get dressed. Let's go boys."

{*Part Twelve: Final*}

The line of nude boys now quickly and silently exited the shower area and began walking toward their lockers. The three of us just looked at each other, shook our heads and smiled.

"It looks like the two of you have your hands full with this group. I think it's going to be quite a semester," Sarah said.

"Oh, there's always something new and entertaining with each group of boys," I said in reply. "But we'll manage just fine." The three of us now followed the boys down the row of lockers. John, still totally nude and now without his towel went first, with Sarah and I enjoying the spectacular view of him from behind. As we approached the boys, we saw that each boy was obediently standing in front of his locker. Even though they had just taken a nude shower, most of them once again felt compelled to hold their hands in front of themselves in an attempt to cover up.

"Hands at your sides, boys," I yelled to them as we approached. Reluctantly they all moved their hands, allowing us to see their freshly washed genitals one last time today. Sarah stopped at the end of the line of boys, but John and I continued to walk down the aisle between them, reviewing their bodies to make sure they were sufficiently clean.

"Now, boys," I said as I continued to review them, "at this point you would normally get dressed back into your street clothes. You can do that immediately when you're done with your shower and dried off. Make sure you remember to bring deodorant and apply it before getting dressed again. And once you're dressed, you will all wait here by your own locker until the final bell rings, which signals your dismissal. At that time, you are free to leave. Are there any questions on anything that we've covered today?" I paused, and looked at the group of nude boys to see if anyone had a question.

"As a reminder," I continued, "make sure you all get your uniform and combination lock right away. If you don't have something to wear by tomorrow, that's OK. I won't mark down your grade as long as you do participate in class tomorrow. But you'll participate as you did today, wearing just your jockstrap - although I will also allow you to wear shoes and socks. More importantly, if you don't have everything by this Wednesday, you'll receive a zero for the day - and you'll be on your way toward failing this class. And that would be a sad way to start the semester." I pause once more to see if there are any questions.

"Anything else that you can think of, Mr. Moore?" I asked, looking up at John's nude body.

"I think that covers it, Miss Evans," he replied.

"Well then, go ahead and get dressed, boys, and you are dismissed when the final bell rings." I immediately turned and begin walking in the direction of the locker room exit. As I did I saw that John was standing in front of the locker where he put his clothes prior to his shower.

"Stop by the office and let's talk for a minute before you leave," I said to him as I passed by. He nodded in agreement.

"Care to chat for a minute in my office," I said to Sarah.

"Sure think," she replied. As John was dressing, Sarah and I made our way to my office, went in and closed the door behind us.

"So did you enjoy it this year," I asked.

"Oh, absolutely, you know I always do," Sarah replied.

"Did you see any boys that interest you this year?"

"Sure, there's actually a few that I wouldn't mind seeing more of," she replied with a giggle.

"Well, just let me know which ones you'd like to single out for your special examinations, and I'll arrange for them to come and see you during a class period."

"Let me think about which ones I'd like to see and I'll let you know," she answered with a smile. "I know for sure I'd like to see more of Jim Johnson, and Andrew, and probably Tim and Jake too."

"Do you want them individually, or in groups like you tried last year?"

"Oh, either way is fine, but I really enjoyed examining them in groups last year - that made it much more interesting for me, and of course more embarrassing for them. But I'll let you know."

"And you'll want them dressed out for class again, right?"

"That's right, it works out better if they've already changed into their shorts and jockstrap. You know, less clothing to remove and all that," Sarah replied with a giggle.

It was a few years ago when Sarah first came up with the idea of privately examining some of the boys again during the semester. The excuse that she used was that a few of the boys had questionable results from her initial screening exam done here in the locker room. Of course, we both knew that excuse was complete bullshit. But I didn't really care - it was a plausible enough excuse that we'd both use in case someone, like a parent or administrator, questioned the reason for these additional examinations. So every couple of weeks, I would check the list of boy's names that she had given me and send the next boy to the nurse's office during a P.E. period. As she requested, I'd have the boy first get dressed out normally for class. Of course the boy didn't have any prior notice of this exam, which added to his nervousness and embarrassment. I never personally witnessed any of these exams, but after talking with a few of the boys afterward, they sounded very thorough. They must have been since she kept them for almost the entire two hour class period! The way they described it, she performed a comprehensive head-to-toe exam, much more thorough than the screening exam she conducted here. This included some of the more embarrassing parts such as a rectal and prostate exam. Then last year she decided to try two boys at the same time, conducting a group exam of sorts. I remember her telling me that she'd first tell the boys that they would be examined in front of each other. And she said that they didn't seem to mind it at first for the preliminary parts of the exam. But then as the exam become more intimate, the boys would start to realize just how embarrassing it would become for them. By the time she had one of them nude and positioned on their hands and knees on her exam table, the look on their faces was priceless. I wish I could have been there to witness that myself.

"Are you coming over to my house tonight," I ask. "I can make dinner again and then we can have a little fun like we did last year."

"Oh, I'd love that - I was hoping we were going to do that again this year. I'm really worked up after watching all of that and I could really use a little, um, stress relief."

Just then there was a knock on the office door, followed by John opening it and entering. He was now fully clothed, once again dressed in his coach's uniform.

"So what are you two talking about," he asked.

"I was just inviting Sarah to my house for dinner and other things, tonight," I said, "Of course, we're expecting you to join us again this year."

"Sure, I'd love that, I had a lot of fun with both of you last year," John replied. "Do you have the same sort of thing planned?"

"Yes, unless you two would like to try something different. I think we're all a worked up right now so it's pretty much anything goes - whatever feels good to you two is fine with me," I answered with a smile. "Can you both be there around 7?" They both quickly agree on the time.

As John was preparing to leave, I leaned in to him and gave him an open mouth kiss right on his lips. While I was kissing him, my hand made its way between his legs and firmly took ahold of his ample package.

"Oh, it feels like you put your strap back on," I said to him with a smile.

"You bet," he replied, "I've got to keep my boys nice and safe."

"That's good, because you know how Sarah and I both love to see you wearing it. I have the same toys that we played with last year, and I even bought a few new ones especially for the occasion. Maybe we can start out with you in just your strap again before we move on to other things."

"That sounds like fun," John replied.

I now leaned in to kiss Sarah, our tongues lightly touching as we kissed. As we kissed, my right hand touched her upper arm, then lightly brushed across her left breast as our lips parted.

"There, that should keep you two until tonight," I said.

John just smiled at both of us and left without saying another word.

"See you later," said Sarah as she walked out of the office after John.

I closed the door behind her and locked it, and then pulled down the privacy shades that covered the windows to my office. I was incredibly horny and I really didn't know whether or not I could hold out until tonight. Sarah and I had made this our annual tradition to get together the night of the senior orientation. It worked out well for us because this class always got us both worked up. I not only enjoyed Sarah as a friend, but also as a lover. Of course, last year John was hired and on a whim I decided to invite him to our after class party. At the time I think he knew that I was hot for him, but he didn't realize until that evening that Sarah and I were also involved. Sarah and I were happy to share John with each other that night, and he certainly didn't mind the attention from two women at the same time. We all had a fantastic time last year, playing with each other for hours.

I sat down in my chair and replayed the last two hours in my head. I thought about all of the boys that I just had the pleasure of controlling. How young and fit they were and what fun it was to review them after ordering them to strip for me. I looked forward to all of the times this semester that I would have the opportunity to see them like that again as they changed and showered. How virile some of them obviously were, getting hard like that in front of their class mates. How I wished that I had one of those horny young boys standing in front of me right now, waiting to obey my every command just to avoid punishment. I'd have them kneel down and teach them to properly service my pussy with their tongue before impaling myself on their teenage cock. How much fun that would be. I thought about Jim and Tim and the rush that I had paddling their bare asses. I would certainly look for opportunities to do that again throughout the semester - to them and the other boys. I visualized Sarah as she examined the boys. How I envied her as she held their young balls in her hands and lifted their cocks in order to carefully examine them.

Just then the final bell rang, signaling class dismissal. Outside my office door I heard the commotion of the boys leaving. That was it. I couldn't hold out any longer. I unhooked the top button of my shorts and unzipped them. Sliding my hand in, my fingers quickly made their way under my panties and to my awaiting pussy. I could feel the wetness as I parted my outer lips and slipped a finger in. I leaned back in my chair as I began to rub my finger back and forth across my clit. Slipping a second finger in, my breathing quickened as I headed toward a certain climax.