" Robbie ! What the hell are you doing?"
Cried Barnes, who was nearly speechless. On entering his room he'd found the 14 year old- devoid of trousers and underwear- bent over the end of the bed. Not only was he displaying a very sensual bare arse and thighs (desecrated by the signs of a recent flogging)- but his balls and prick were easily seen between his spread legs. Robbie- completely confused had answered Barne's that he was waiting to be beaten, he didn't think he'd done anything wrong but in the past when prefects told him to drop his trousers- a dose of the cane had always followed . With the aid of a few endearing profanities, Barnes had explained that they were holding an enquiry to explore the matters about the flogging Robbie had received at the hands of his brother and to consider what to do about it. The reason he had to lower his trousers was nothing to do with punishment, but to check on the state of Robbie's cuts and injuries after yesterdays beating. The lad stood and reluctantly faced up to his examination, admittedly the room was poorly lit but it had seemed to take forever for Barnes to finish his scrutiny of Robbies damaged scrotum. The light must have been really poor for Barnes had held and felt Robbies penis and testicles for the better part of 5 mins ( for one 0.5 cm cut this did seem a bit excessive ) . Robbie was glad when it was over because for the second consecutive day he'd suffered an errection during his examination at the hands of Barnes. Thankfuly Barnes had not said anything .
Only minutes ago Barnes had collected the 14 year old from his dorm - and escorted him upstairs en route to the "board room". Slightly short of their destination, he had surprised the lad by showing him into his own study bed/ room with the words: -
" Slip your trousers down - I'll be back in a couple of minutes". And from that the misunderstanding had followed
Geoffrey Barnes had then set about the arrangements of the evening - and had busied himself making sure that the room was set out and that the panel and witnesses were in place. All of the upper sixth-form from this particular boarding house was assembled and Josling - the House captain had decided that as he was a witness to the matter, justice and impartiality would be better served if the enquiry was handled by FORWARD one of his prefects.
James Collingwood-Wilson another prefect was the subject of the enquiry and the aggrieved was his younger brother Robbie C-W..
In the board room, Josling, Barnes and Forward had sat along one of the longer sides of the refectory table.. ( The Hon) James Collingwood-Wilson - divested of his prefect's waistcoat- had sat at one short end and the aggrieved ( the Hon) Robert Collingwood-Wilson at the opposite short end. The rest of the house members who belonged to the upper sixth form sat in a semi circle facing the prefects.
In response to questions it transpired that £50-00 was missing and that James believed Robbie was responsible. Convinced that his understanding was correct James had tried to beat an admission from Robbie.
Conversely it was conceded that Robbie was due the money, and that James had delayed payment for 5 days. Robbie had never stolen anything from James ( or to the best of their knowledge - anyone else-) before. Robbie still denied the offence. During his beating Robbie had suffered cuts to the backs of his thighs and a bleeding wound from his right testicle.
The beating had stopped only when Josling and Barnes had entered James' room.
It all seemed fairly damming but was entirely circumstantial. Jamie held to his pronouncement that he believed Robbie to be responsible and might well have been given the benefit of the doubt had not FOSTER added his twist to the story . He had borrowed the money, he'd known nothing about this incident but lastnight he had told Jamie that he would replace the money soon.
Forward, Josling and Barnes went into a huddleThey proclaimed that they believed Jamie had abused his power as a prefect and had bullied a junior boy- causing him actual bodily harm. The fact that he believed he was right , mitigated nothing nor did the fact that the aggrieved was his his brother. In all probability they aggravated matters and to put it at it's lowest, showed a distinct lack of judgement. To compound matters James had lied to the enquiry There were, they said , 3 possible ways forward 1 James could submit to their punishment 2 They could refer the matter to the school captain and the prefects from all the other houses 3 The facts could be made known to the masters
Which, they asked would James prefer?
James agreed to accept Joslings punishment. The three prefects conferred
" James C-W you will suffer a prefects caning six strokes each I presume you have nothing to say?"
There was no reply.
Josling read the note passed by Barne's- then nodded assent.
" You will have 24 strokes- not just bare but NAKED. Get ready now"
Jamie- pale and shaking began to strip. His prefects tie, then the white shirt with the wing collar were removed to reveal a muscular ( but nearly hairless) torso, shoes and socks followed. And after a deep breath, so too the black and grey striped trousers. Wearing only his black C-K boxers ( which looked as if they'd been sprayed on rather than knitted- he tried to catch Josling's eye and seek mercy - but none was to be found. The boxers came off and Jamie was exposed for all to see.. 150 lbs, 1.8m of seventeen year old cross country runner, dirty blond hair, square cut jaw , six pack belly, beefy ( but spotty) arse 5 inch uncut soft penis big balls buried in a brown thatch of pubes and very chunky and hairy thighs.
" You know what to do next" whispered Josling
Jamie bent forward- legs apart -over the refectory table, Just as the prefects were about to move Barnes had passed another note which Josling read and then grinned.
"Jamie you are due 24 strokes- we propose that each of the three prefects should give you six strokes, clearly you can't cane yourself so we will invite Robbie to deliver the final six"
Three groups of six cuts had been delivered. James' arse looked like a red and purple aerial photograph of a railway junction. He'd taken it well but he was obviously near to breaking point. The cane was proffered to Robbie.
Quietly and with an uncharacteristic stammer Robbie declined.
" Nnn no....I can't....ittt it wouldn't be right he's my brother, I ssshh shouldn't hurt him please don't make me "
Josling , wishing to bring matters to a speedy close had grabbed back the cane and delivered the final six at great speed and with much vigour.
The prefects and sixth formers left. James was splayed over the table and Robbie seemed to be mesmerised. Aftera couple of minutes, James had peeled himself from the table top, retrieved some of his clothes and headed for his room. Robbie recovered from his reverie, scooped up the rest of the clothes and followed his big brother. In the study Robbie made James a mug of drinking chocolate and then started to bathe the wounds.
" Robbie- you're a soft twat, why didn't you hit me when you had the chance ?"
" Oh big brother that's not my way, I couldn't hurt you" James was not sure why , but he was not entirely comforted by the way these words were spoken.
"Jamie --- why is your _c_o_c_k_ smaller than mine ? Do you play with it too much ?"
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