Chapter 9 Winter games Part 1
As winter drew to its close, the confined environment of the School House seemed to give rise to increased levels of physical contact especially on the days when rain forced the boys to remain inside the buildings. The prefects also appeared to give closer attention to the younger boys and tended to taunt them in order to provide excuses for meting out punishments.
Hugh had settled into a routine of work, punishment and service to Evans and was finding a sense of enjoyment from the relationship. _s_e_x_ was still a painful matter for Hugh and, indeed, his dalliances with the other boys of his own age and size were more pleasurable than the comparatively brutal encounters with his mentor. Nonetheless, Hugh was inwardly satisfied with the sense of belonging which the relationship entailed.
Mark had become Chadwick's favourite in much the same manner but was more infatuated with Keller and had to balance is preoccupation with his friend with suitable attentiveness to Chadwick. Whenever Chawick's jealous streak was aroused because of Marks attention to Hugh, the consequences were increasingly severe. Chadwick had indeed been inventing methods of applying the belt and the cane to cause ever increasing levels of agony. And it was this subject which the two boys were addressing after football one cold July Saturday afternoon as they lingered in the showers.
As they washed, Hugh had made the mandatory inspection of his friend's backside and had noticed how deeply into the crevice of Mark's arse the stripes from Mark's last caning had apparently gone. Having secured two corner showers, the two boys were able to talk rather freely without drawing undue attention from the other 13 members of their team.
It was thus that Hugh found out that Chadwick was becoming something of a sadist.
"He keeps trying out new positions" explained Mark. "It started off with take of your pants and bend over," he said "but now he prides himself on finding new positions which I have to take. The last time he had me bending over with one foot on a chair so that he could get a shot at my hole, and boy he didn't miss!"
"_s_h_i_t_," exclaimed Hugh, "I hope Evans doesn't start getting any ideas."
The two boys continued to shower and gradually the changing room emptied as the day boys hurried to get home leaving only the boarders at the sports grounds to wait for their bus which seemed always to be late.
Most of the boys who remained congregated in the entry hall. Hugh and Mark were eventually alone with Chris and Ivor with whom they had developed a special friendship. The four boys were inseparable and had spent the Lent Term vacation at Palm Beach at each others beach houses and had become quite a gang. Although they got up to some minor mischief - drinking at the local pub and ignoring the curfews imposed by their parents or guardians - the gang was preoccupied with _s_e_x_ rather than trouble. Now that they were practically alone and it seemed that the buses would never arrive, they contented themselves with some casual groping and caressing.
Hugh was conscious of the discomfort which Mark was feeling around his nether regions so, while Chris was able to slip his hand down the back of Ivor's pants to massage and fondle the firm buttocks which he had come to know so intimately over the past few months, Hugh had to be content with applying his attention to Mark's stiff young member - which he did with alacrity. Kisses were exchanged during the groping and Chris managed to insert his finger, moistened with a little spit, into Ivor's hole which elicited a sort of erotic moan from the object of his attentions. As the passion mounted and before the inevitable action could commence, the buses arrived and the now somewhat disheveled boys had to rush to restore their attire, grab their bags and rush out to join the others for the trip to the School House.
As the four boys joined the rest of the boarders, their collective appearance was noted by Evans who was standing with the other members of the First XV, a team which included Chadwick and Williams. Evans nodded in the direction of the approaching boys and spoke quietly with the other two House prefects. As the boys took their places on the bus, Evans made a point of separating Hugh and Mark and sat down on the vinyl seat next to Hugh.
Throughout the journey, the older boy spoke incessantly to Hugh, questioning him first on his sporting achievements and finally asking: "Had a bit of fun with your mates in the shower room?"
"No," lied Hugh, "we just were taking our time."
"Don't lie to me," exclaimed Evans and reached out to Hugh's grey trousers and pointed to the unmistakable damp patch which centered on his groin. "I know what this is."
Hugh gave a little shudder and decided to keep silent. Evans removed his hand and, thinking that there might be some way of avoiding retribution, Hugh placed his hand on Evan's thigh, just below his crotch. With his little finger, Hugh gently stroked Evan's _c_o_c_k_ and brought it to an amazingly speedy erection. For the remainder of the journey Hugh continued his ministrations as discreetly as possible not knowing that in Evan's mind it was the thoughts of the punishment and _s_e_x_ which would follow that evening that were stimulating his member rather than the more sensual and intimate pleasure of two lovers enjoying the moment.
When the bus pulled into the driveway and stopped to disgorge is cargo, Evans stood up and directed: "Masters Chapman, Indyg, Jackson and Keller will report to the Prefect's Common Room immediately after Prep." With that he left the bus and waited to join Williams and Chadwick and the three then marched into the main entrance engrossed in conversation.
Chris, Hugh, Mark and Ivor assembled in a group and walked into the building to the accompaniment of derisory comments from their fellow students, most of which were directed at their posteriors. The four hurried to their dorms and met for dinner a short while later.
In the dining hall the boys sat at long tables, twelve on each side, while the Masters and Prefects sat at smaller tables, generally with the most senior House prefects siting with the House Master.
The four younger boys were siting together at the end of one of the tables, two on each side, in order to reduce the amount of taunting they would receive from their fellow students. Nonetheless, they had to endure both the banter from their companions as well as the occasional comment from an adjacent table. Most of the comments were directed at Hugh who had gained a reputation for being over _s_e_x_ed - a reputation not without some foundation but one which could easily characterise quite a number of the boys in the hall.
To make matters worse for Chris, Hugh and Mark, they were given a running commentary from Ivor as to the intensity of the discussion at the House Master's table. This rambling on Ivor's part, Hugh recognised, as a symptom a sheer terror and he finally interrupted to tell Ivor that they were all in the same boat and that he wished he would just shut up and accept the inevitable.
Ivor was clearly frightened because he hadn't been punished for quite some time and his experience of the last occasion were seared into his memory. Moreover, Ivor was clearly in view of Chadwick who frequently looked up from his dinner and stared at his intended victim with a mixture of anticipation and venality showing in his face.
After dinner, the four boys went to their prep room for the short session of work which was required of them even though this was a Saturday evening. On weekends, prep only lasted one hour so the boys had only a relatively short time to wait until they learned their fate.
Of the four who walked to the Prefects Common Room, Mark was the most fearful since he had been punished only two days before and his backside had not fully recovered from his meeting with the cane. Hugh and Chris were resigned to whatever awaited them and Ivor was somewhat vague and distracted. As they approached the Common Room, they found that there were two other boys already waiting - David Gilchrist and Matthew (Matt) Bowden. Jamie and Matthew were already standing with their faces to the wall and glanced to their right as the four approached. Fearing additional retribution, no one spoke.
After about ten minutes, which seemed an eternity, the Common Room door was opened and Evans summoned all six boys into the room. Hugh was the last to enter and as he did so felt Evans give him a gentle pat on his backside. The file of the condemned stopped in front of the lounge upon which Williams and Chadwick were seated. Evans closed the door and moved behind the lounge.
Hugh, who knew precisely what was going to happen (or so he thought) paid little attention to the monologue which Evans then delivered but his attention was caught by Evans indication that Gilchrist and Bowden were there because they had been caught out of bounds in what was curiously described as a "compromising position". (When Hugh later caught up with the two he found out that Gilchrist had been found by the snooping Evans down behind the tennis courts on the adjoining property with his penis lodged half way up the erstwhile virgin backside of his new found lover (Matt). How compromising could it get Hugh wondered when tolled.)
The ritual monologue completed, Evans indicated that Gilchrist, as the senior boy would receive eight strokes while Bowden would receive six. The other four were ignored at this point and all were told to stand back against the wall and remove their trousers. This instruction elicited a brief protest from Matt who had not imagined being caned without his pants and was embarrassed about his highly coloured underpants. When informed that indeed he would not be caned on his underpants but rather on his bare backside, Matt realised that protest was futile and joined with the others in removing his pants.
As the boys undressed, Williams went to a large mahogany cupboard and removed several canes and a lethal looking strap which he proceeded to place on a side table. He then took a wooden chair from the work table at the far end of the room and placed it in the centre of the room. Thus, with the formalities completed, Chadwick summoned Matt Bowden to step forward and to lower his underpants and bend over the chair.
Hugh watched these events trying to gauge the level of anger present within the three prefects. He watched helplessly as the rather thin backside of Matt was exposed and as Chadwick took one of the lighter canes and flexed it before using it to raise Matt's shirt tails out of the target area. The clenching and unclenching of the victim's buttocks enthralled Hugh but their narrow and pale nature, which made the boy look frail, concerned him. As the first stroke landed, all the boys jumped a little in shock but all were mesmerised by the sight of a vicious red weal appear across Matt's backside. A second or two later a shrill cry escaped Matt's throat and his legs trembled slightly.
After three more strokes, all applied with equal force, blood appeared on Matt's frail backside where two strokes had intersected. At that point Evans called a halt to the punishment and permitted the sobbing boy to recover his pants and trousers and to stand back in the line.
Williams dealt with Gilchrist - one of three brothers at the House at the same time. David stepped forward and lowered his underpants but before he could bend over to take his position, Williams lifted his _c_o_c_k_ with the end of the cane and said to his companions: "Don't know how he managed it", and obscure reference to the girth of the boy's member and the virginal state of Bowden's backside at the time of the incident at the tennis courts. David blushed at the attention being given to his _c_o_c_k_ and was actually relieved to be instructed to bend over.
Hugh and the others, all except the sobbing Matt, stared transfixed by the firm round buttocks which were soon heavily marked with a series of solid blows from a heavier cane than had been used for his lover. After five strokes, Chadwick paused and rubbed his hand over both globes to assess the damage. Apparently finding no sign of rupturing of the skin, Chadwick then delivered the final three strokes with as much force as he could muster. As the seventh and eighth strokes arrived, David let fly with an expletive and his legs wobbled, Immediately after the eighth blow he rose.
Clutching his striped backside and trying unsuccessfully to hold back a tear which ran down his cheek, David was astonished to hear Evans declare: "Another two I think for swearing. Get back down!"
David resumed his position gingerly and couldn't help sobbing as Evans walked over to the side table and picked up the thick leather strap. The blow which Evans delivered sounded like a rifle and brought a shriek from the boy whose buttocks quivered at the blow. The second lash with the strap landed parallel to the first and at the point were the buttocks curved out from the legs and succeeded in covering the remaining weals from the caning. David shrieked again and rapidly stood up clutching his bruised and batter arse with both hands, tears flowing freely down his face.
"Get dressed and get out," Chadwick ordered Gilchrist and added "You too" indicating David's now somewhat more composed companion.
David gingerly put on his underpants and trousers, said "thank you" to his tormentors and followed Bowden quickly out of the place of punishment.
Evans then spoke to the four remaining boys.
"Hugh lied to me earlier this evening when he said that there was nothing going on in the changing rooms. He will be punished for lying. You other three have a choice. You can admit that you were having _s_e_x_ or you can deny it, it's up to you. Now were you or were you not having _s_e_x_ in the changing room?"
Mark, Ivor and Chris looked at each other and Mark spoke first. "Hugh and I were having some innocent fun but there was nothing really going on."
"What about you two?" inquired Evans of the other two boys.
"We were just hugging and playing a little" said Chris, thus condemning both he and his lover.
"Just as I thought," said Evans. "Well, we have three for a sound thrashing and something special for the fourth it would seem", he concluded.
"I think we should make this something for them to remember," suggested Chadwick.
"What do you have in mind?" asked Evans.
At some length Chadwick proceeded to advise how he had been experimenting with different positions in order to expose as much of the target area as possible to the cane or the belt. He described with great sincerity how the belt could actually reach a boy's arsehole which had the most painful effect of all.
As Chadwick described his experiments in pain, Mark was shaking a little, knowing just how true the prefect's words were.
Ivor was chosen to be a guinea pig and was order to undress completely as were the three others. This completed, Ivor was then ordered into various positions as the three prefects considered the efficacy of each. Ivor was humiliated as he was ordered assume various positions and was finally told to get on a large armchair, squatting on his knees with his backside pushed out as far as possible and his head down on the seat. This obscene position, it was agreed, exposed the maximum amount of flesh and Ivor's arsehole could quite clearly feel the cool air.
The other three victims were horrified at the sight, knowing that they would soon be in this obscene position.
Ivor was shaking with fear at his vulnerable position and his neck was already hurting slightly from being tucked up in such a way. He could see through his legs as Williams took up his position to administer the punishment. His fear was increased by not knowing what his punishment would be or with what instrument.
As his victim crouched before him, Williams asked what the appropriate punishment should be.
"I should think that, considering what we gave Gilchrist, six with the cane and six with the strap would be appropriate," suggested Evans and, looking directly at Hugh, added "with an extra four for our pretty boy here for lying".
Chadwick did not demur from this pronouncement and Williams walked over to the table and picked up one of the most flexible canes available as well as the strap which he handed to Chadwick. "You had better show us how to get the maximum effect with this," he said.
With that he took his position behind the kneeling Ivor and with a wide arc of his arm delivered the first stroke.
Ivor couldn't believe the rush of pain that engulfed his backside nor the force of the blow which pushed his head further into the seat and back of the chair. He tried to clench his buttocks but with limited success given the position in which he had deliberately been placed. As the pain registered Ivor gave an involuntary grunt and then settled to await the next fiery stroke.
Williams took his time delivering the additional blows and with the last two had the satisfaction of hearing the boy cry out. When he finished, Williams stood back and surveyed the evenly striped bottom and observed: "Very neat, even if I say so myself."
Ivor's backside felt as if it were on fire and he was convinced that there must be blood. If there was he knew there would be no more punishment that night but when he saw Chadwick move behind him he knew that bleeding was not evident.
Chadwick aimed the strap for the left half of Ivor's backside trying to get the tip of the strong black strap to strike the rosebud deep within the boy's crevice. The first fell a little short of its target but compounding the pain and striking tender flesh not reached by the cane, the blow took its effect and Ivor cried out in severe agony.
Altering his stance a little, Chadwick let fly with a second stroke which caught the quivering boy's hole with full force. Ivor screamed and begged to be let up.
Ivor felt his arsehole explode with pain with the second stroke and couldn't contain the scream that erupted from deep in his chest. He begged but the only response was the feeling of hands pressing down on his naked shoulders to keep him in position. He didn't care whose hands they were - his full concentration was in the incredible pain in his arsehole.
When the third stroke smashed into his backside, Ivor thought he was going to pass out. He cried and screamed for all he was worth, not caring about the accepted need to put on a "manly display".
Chadwick moved to the other side of the hapless boy and delivered three slashing blows of which only the last hit, or was intended to hit, the boy's hole. As it did, Ivor let forth a scream which startled everyone and began crying copiously.
He knew that his punishment was over but the crying boy was still held in position. The nest thing he knew a hand was stroking his aching bottom and a finger was poking into the target which the strap had found with such effect. Ivor didn't care and just accepted whatever humiliation might be heaped upon him.
It was with relief that he felt the finger withdraw and the command to get up. . Still sobbing uncontrollably, Ivor eased himself off the chair and hobbled over to the line of boys who were ashen faced but nonetheless sporting evidence of a degree of arousal. Not allowed to touch his searing backside, Ivor stood as best he could trying to contain his sobbing as Chris, his lover, was called to assume the required position.
Still sobbing uncontrollably, Ivor eased himself off the chair and hobbled over to the line of boys who were ashen faced but nonetheless sporting evidence of a degree of arousal. Not allowed to touch his searing backside, Ivor stood as best he could trying to contain his sobbing as Chris, his lover, was called to assume the required position.