THE FOLLOWING IN NO WAY ENDORSES THE PHYSICAL PUNISHMENT OF CHILDREN. THIS IS MERELY A FANTISY!
I dreaded the thought of P. E. and swimming class when I started Junior High School. I didn't like the idea of being naked in front of the other guys, showering and such.
The first experience happened a month before school started. We were reqiired to show up at the locker room for a physical. I wasn't ecpecting it when the coach first told all of us to completely undress! EVERYTHING! Reluctantly, I did this, with all of my other classmates. One by one, we first went to the coach, where he took our weight, height, and measured our chest, weaist. and hips. Next we went over to a doctor for an embarrasingly, thorough exam. How can I do this again?
The first day of class, the coach issues all of us white speedo swimsuits with our names written across the butt.
We were then given some of the rules. A thorough, nude shower, before entering the pool. For the first couple weeks, he watched us, to make sure we soaped up from head to toe. "Since there are no windows poolside, and we can go directly to the pool from the locker room, there isn't a real need for a swimsuit," the coach told us. "Misbehavior may be delt with by having your speedo taken away for awhile, and this." He held up a hard plastic paddle. "You won't quickly forget it if you get this applyed across your little bare fannys!"
After the first day, I started to forge notes from my mother, to excuse me from class from having a case of bronchitis. Later I just started skipping class.
After about a month of this, he showed up at my last class period, and took me down to the locker room. He went with me to my locker, took away my swimsuit, and said, " Get your clothes off, and come to my office!"
I shyly walk into his office with my hands tightly cupped in front of me.
He is holding the paddle, and the high school swimming team was entering the locker room for practice.
I had to bend over, bracing myself by putting my hands on his desk.
SMACK! SMACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! SMACK! SMACK!
After about 30 good hard whacks to my bare bottom, he tells me to shower and I will swim with the team. "May I have my suit back?" "You lost that right for at least a month!"
It was so embarrasing to be naked, poolside with all these older guys.
At one point the coach teased my by yelling out, "Hey Marco, how did you get those two red tailights?"