Saturday dawned clear and then just before 10am the clouds rolled in and at 11am it was pouring. Rodney sat in his room wondering what to do, (this was in the days before video and computers) he decided to read a book that he had been given by one of his class mates. He thought that as he had finished all his school homework that had been set he had plenty of time.

The book was a Pelican paper back 'Lady Chatterley's Lover' and he had got to the part where the gamekeeper had told Lady Chatterley that his _c_o_c_k_ was known as John Thomas. Just reading it gave Rodney a hardon and when he was called for lunch he had a hard time going downstairs trying to conceal his obvious excitement.

After lunch even though it had got cooler with the rain he and Sandy decided to go swimming, but David and Keith were also home as their sports matches had been cancelled. Rodney was getting desperate he had hardly wanked himself over the last week hoping that he would get his end away with Sandy. After the swim he suggested that they grab their bikes and go to the local park and take a bush walk. Sandy looking down saw that his speedos were tented out in front inspite of the cool water.

"Look Rodney my parents are out till 6pm, do you want to come over?"

"Yes. I'll just rush inside and get my jeans and a Tee on." He left and hared across the lawn and into the house. Coming down the stairs was Katrina.

"Carefull Rodney you'll injure yourself if you rush."

"Yes Katrina," hoping that she hadn't noticed his condition. Going into his room he dried off and instead of jeans he pulled on a pair of floppy summer shorts over his jockeys and looked down at himself. You could still see that he had a hardon, but it wasn't as noticeable as before. He went into David's room after knocking on the door. David was laying on his bed reading.

"Hey can I buy a pack of 'frenchies off you?"

"Are you on a promise? Who's the girl?"

"Yes I'm on a promise and I don't want to say."

"Good for you, since you are being sensible, I'll give them to you this time. Just help yourself when you need them and let me know what you take and we'll work out what you owe me later. I get them a lot cheaper at the student union shop than you can buy them at the chemist."

"Thanks David." David handed over a pack of three Durex Gossamar which Rodney put in his pocket. Going downstairs he poked his head into the kitchen, "I'm going over to Sandy's for a while. Be back for dinner."

"Ok, don't be late."

He hardly felt the rain as he ran through the gate in the fence and into Sandy's house. She met him at the door and without words dragged him into a deep passionate kiss. All the way through the house they were kissing frantically. Like him she was in a Tee shirt with floppy summer shorts on. He could see that she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were trying to poke through the shirt. As he kissed her his hand was gently carresing her breasts and then he would grab her buttocks and try to pull her closer to him.

"Come to my bedroom."

"Thought that you'd never ask."

"Just as well mum and dad aren't home, they think that you are such a nice gentle boy. If they saw you now with that trouser snake trying to get out they might not be so keen for me to invite you over to help with my math."

"Well it's not math that I'm going to do now," with another long kiss. He pushed her gently onto her bed and pealed up her Tee shirt kissing first her flat stomachand then the bottom of her breasts. As the Tee was pushed over her nipples, he kissed all around them and then latched onto the left one sucking hungrily. Pausing for a moment he lifter her head from the pillow and puller her Tee shirt off and at the same time just about ripping his own as he tore it up over his head.

More kissing and then he started to push down her shorts. He panties were just about see through at the crotch and even before he had touched her there, he could see that she was very wet. Sandy sat partway up and undid the top button of Rodney's shorts and as they were so loose, they fell to his ankles. Still in his jockeys with his _c_o_c_k_ trying to break free he climbed onto the bed. More kissing and fondling of breasts and then rubbing her lower lips gently through the wet cotton panties. Sandy started gasping.

He pealed down his jockeys, reached down to his shorts beside the bed on the floor and fumbled in the pocket for the packet.

Seeing the packet in his hand, Sandy said, "Let me."

He gave it to her and watched awe struck as she broke open the inner foil pack with her strong white teeth and then unrolled the condom down the length of his 'hardon' Rodney just about came then. Pushing her back on the bed he thrust forward instinctively with his hips and they were connected. As he stroked into her feeling the warmth of her body through the thin rubber he knew that he could not hold on much longer and then he stiffened, gave a mighty lunge as though he was trying to drive her through the headboard of the bed, and came with a long shuddering sigh.

When he looked down Sandy was laying there with a smile on her face. "Now me."

Rodney gently withdrew and got a box of tissues cleaned himself up. Going down on her he could taste the rubber of the condom as he gently tounged her clit. As he was tounging away something caught his eye. It was his and Sandy's reflection in the dressing table mirror. As he looked sideways he could see his white bum with the six distict cane lines still across both cheeks, although they were now black and starting to go yellow at the edges.

Seeing that and then suddenly Sandy grabbed his head in the vice of her thighs as her voice rose in a loud cry, he was ready to go again. Slipping on the second frenchie while Sandy was laying there still breathing hard, Rodney dove into the love tunnel and this time the ride seemed to last for ever. Sandy had him move a little so that the angle of attack was changed and Rodney could feel the top of his _c_o_c_k_ connecting with the walls of Sandy's vagina. Sandy was gasping again and then so was Rodney. He was just shooting his second orgasm into the condom when they heard the sound of the garage door opening below Sandy's bedroom.

"Quick, get dressed and go to the bathroom." Rodney scrambled into his Tee and then pulled on his shorts. Looking down he saw his jockeys in a crumpled heap on the fllor, stuffing them into his pocket he had reached the bathroom by the time Mr and Mrs Phillips came into the house. Latching the door, he took down his shorts and then put his underpants on and pulled up his shorts. He flushed the toilet and then quickly rinsed his face with cold water.

Coming out of the bathroom he saw Mr Phillips. "Helping our dunce with her math again Rodney?" he asked with a smile.

"Y..yes Mr Phillips."

"Good for you.....ah to show our appreciation, would you like to come to a show with us at the club next Saturday? There's a dance afterwards."

"I'll say yes now, but I 'll have to check with Dad first. Can I confirm it later this evening?"

"That will be fine."

Rodney went back to Sandy's room and found her sitting demurely at her desk with her school books open. "I got them set up just in time," she whispered.

"Your Dad has just invited me to the club next Saturday with you all."

"That's great. Bill and Boyd are on in the first half and the Howard Morrison Quartet are the main attraction."

"I prefer Herma Keil and the Keil Isles," he said.

Sandy looked at him and saw that he was grinning and gave him a gentle punch on the arm. "Behave your self or I'll have to deal with you."

"You and whose army?" They had a quick kiss and then Rodney made his farewells to the Phillips and he went home. After dinner he got permission to go out the following Saturday night from his father. He phoned Mr Phillips and thanked him again for the invitation and accepted.

That week all went well. There was no trouble at school or at home. Saturday evening Rodney had a good time. He enjoyed the show, the first half with Bill and Boyd and the Howard Morrison Quartet's humour and harmony singing was terrific also. But the best part was dancing with Sandy, specially to the slow songs when he could hold her tightly, instead of swinging her about.

The weather was getting warmer and Rodney was looking forward to a long hot summer. He had exams coming up and his father had promised if he did well, he would teach him to drive. Usually after school he had friends over and they would swim until Katrina would bring everyone a glass of Coke, then he would do his homework, sometimes going back to study after dinner and sometimes going to Sandy to help her. They had made out on several more occasions, being careful not to get caught. David still did not know who he was making out with, but he still supplied condoms. Once he had asked Rodney if she was of age, and Rodney had said that she was several months younger than him, but still older than 16.........

The School Certificate exams were finished and there were three and a half more weeks of school. Traditionaly it was an easy time because the teachers were busy marking exam papers plus trying to keep the students reasonably occupied. It was as though they like the students couldn't wait for the seven week break. If Rodney did well in the exams he would be in the 6th form the following year. However there was still this boring time ahead.

With still two weeks to go Rodney and William were in the lab. They were trying, with Mr Willis's approval, an experiment that normally the 6th form did. All went well and the experiment was successful.

"Rodney, That was well done. You and William could both be very good scientists."

"Thank you Sir," they said together.

"Well I will leave you to tidy up, then you can go out to play."

"Thank you again Sir." They hurried through the tidying up and went outside.

"He said we could play, lets go to my place and look at some Playboys my older brother George has got," suggested William.

"OK."

Soon they were at William's home. Both his parents worked and his older brother like Rodney's went to uni. They had a pleasant afternoon looking through Playboys and other adult mags and then Rodney went home so he would be home at the normal time.

Next day at school a prefect approached them before assembly. "Welch and Russell you are both to see the Headmaster after assembly." He left them and called to another boy coming into the hall.....

"Wonder what for?" asked William.

"We haven't done anything wrong," replied Rodney. "Maybe he is going to tell us that we will be doing something special next year." They sat through the assembly and then made their way to the Headmaster's office. There were six boys already lined up outside, ranging from third formers to sixth formers.

The deputy Head came out. "I want you to line up in order of your forms along the wall. Juniors in the front." He waited until the line settled down. "Gentlemen, I have no need to tell you how disappointed the Headmaster and I are in you all." Pointing to the boy at the front of the queue, "Thwaites, you are first, follow me."

The door closed there was a murmur of voices then the sound of a cane working on a tightened trouser seat could be heard. It fell three times. Thwaites came through the door frantically rubbing his behind with the deputy behind him.

"What have we done?" asked Wright, the boy in front of Rodney.

"I don't know about you".....pause while still furiously rubbing...."but I was caught down town wagging school." Thwaites went on his way. Meanwhile another third former was on his way through the door which closed. Again the cane sounded three times, the last stroke produced a cry of pain through the door. This time when he came out the boy, Jenkins was crying.

"Come Wright," called the deputy. Suddenly Rodney had butterflies in his stomach. Sure he had been caned before, but never by the Headmaster. This time the strokes sounded louder through the door. Rodney didn't know if it was because he was closer or the Head was hitting harder. Wright was a fourth former. This time the cane rang out four times.

"Hell William I think I can live through five," said Rodney.

"You might, but I don't know about me," replied William. Rodney noticed that he had gone pale.

The door opened and Wright came out red faced and rubbing frantically. The deputy stood in thedoorway consulting a list. Rodney started to move forward.

"Not you Welch, we will see Russell first." William looked briefly at Rodney before going past him and into the office.

Again there was the murmur of voices. Then the sound of the cane landing across the seat of tight shorts. Five strokes fell. More murmuring then even through the door Rodney heard. "Bend over again Russell, if you wont Mr Baillie will hold you down." There was a further pause, then three more strokes rang out in rapid succession.

William stumbled through the door, tears streaming down his cheeks, hands clasping his bottom through his shorts.

From the office doorway the deputy called "Blackler," another fifth former went past William and Rodney and entered the office.

"What happened?"

"I....I got eight cause I stood up after five without waiting to be told. We getting it because the old man wants to stamp out the wagging that is going on in the fifth and sixth forms after exams. He wants to make examples of us."

Meanwhile through the door came the sound of the cane dusting Blackler's shorts. It fell six times.

"You'd better go before old Baillie comes out to get me." William nodded mournfully and still wiping his eyes went off along the corridor towards his next class. That left Rodney and Rex Leonard, the sixth former still waiting. Blackler came out rubbing the seat of his shorts.

"Leonard," called Mr Baillie.

This time with only Rodney outside the door to the office was not shut.

The Headmasters voice, as Rodney could not see him, "You are a disgrace to the school Leonard. You will be the first sixth former that I have caned this year. You like the others before you, were absent from school yesterday afternoon." The Headmaster moved into view. "You, I hear are hoping to be a prefect next year, well behaving like this is not going to make you one. Bend over and touch your toes." Rodney could see Leonard's tightened shorts as he bent over. His big backside filling them to the point of where they looked as though they were about to burst open at the seams. Each buttock seperately defined and you could see exactly where his underpants covered.

Rodney wondered what his backside looked like in similar circumstances. The Headmaster picked up one of two canes on his desk. Rodney could see it was longer and thicker than the one that had been whacked across his bum before. The Head flexed it and then moved to the side of the bending Leonard. The cane was rested across the now slightly trembling buttocks, then taken back to shoulder height. It went through the air with a blurring, high sounding whistleing swish before landing with a crack that echoed out into the corridor. Suddenly the door was pushed shut andRodney could see no more. The cane continued to land at regular intervals until Rodney had countered ten strokes.

There was a murmur of voices through the door and then Leonard came out. He was not even rubbing his bum after a hiding like that thought Rodney.

"You are to go in now," Leonard said with a grimace as he started off down the long corridor.

Rodney went to the door tapped once, and went into the office. Mr Baillie the deputy was standing by the bookcase. The Headmaster was standing behind his desk. On the desk lay two canes. Rodney stared at them. He felt as though he was going to be sick, wondering why he had been left until last. Wondering if he was going to get the smaller cane that he had felt on different occasions or the big one that had just been thrashed across Leonard's big arse. He was suddenly awoken from his musings by the Head.

"Welch, you were absent from school yesterday afternoon. Do you have a note from your father to explain your absence?"

"No Sir."

"Have any excuse for your absence?"

Gulping, "No Sir."

"You are going to be caned Welch, like the others before you. I will not have students from this school dragging down the reputation of the school by doing what they want instead of doing as they are supposed to be doing. Bend over and touch your toes."

Rodney went over to where the Head had pointed and bent over touching his toes, feeling his shorts tightening over his backside as he went down. Out of the corner ofhis eye he saw the Head pick up the big cane. 'Hell,' he thought clamping his lips together, 'don't let me yell.'

He felt the cane tap across his buttocks as the Head got his aim and distance lined up. The cane was lifted away. It rushed towards the target with a swish and whack. For a second, nothing then a line of moltern fire errupted across his bum. Rodney sucked in a big breath. He was just letting it out when the second stroke landed, followed quickly by a third and a fourth. There was a pause then the fifth arrived. Rodney winced. That was harder than the others had been. His bum felt as though it was going through hell. He thought that flames were going to come billowing out any moment.

There was another pause, then "Get up Welch."

Shakily Rodney straightened up.

"You have been punished Welch for breaking the rules of the school. Go to your class."

Rodney left the office wondering why he had only got five whacks instead of the six that all the other fifth formers had got. Suddnely he felt the need to pee so he headed for the nearest toilets. After releiving himself at the urinals he went across to the handbasins to wash his hands. He was drying his hands on a paper towell when Leonard came out of a stall.

"Come in to look at the damage kid?"

"No, I had to have a leak."

"I have always got to look after a caning and then I have a wank," Leonard said. "Do you want to see the damage the old bastard did to my arse? I'm just about bleeding and that through shorts and underpants. He's got a very straight eye."

All the talk of wanking etc had made Rodney's _c_o_c_k_ start to rise in his pants. He could feel it starting to push at the cotton of his underpants. Whether it ws the talk or the burning heat in his bum, he didn't know. However he turned down Leonards offer.

"Thanks for the offer, but I had better get to class. I don't want another dose of the cane today."

"Please yourself."

Rodney left the toilets before Leonard could say another word and went to class. It was English with Mr Wiltshire, who looked at him and then motioned for him to go to his desk. Rodney sat down very carefully.

After school rodney and William went back to rodney's place where they had a swim and then treated each others wounds in the shower room. Williams backside was a mess. He hadn't actually bled although it was close where some of the weals crossed others.

"How come you only got five?" asked William after he had finished rubbing a cooling salve into Rodney's still flaming bum.

"I think it was because he gave it to me with the big cane he used on Leonard."

Later that evening he and Sandy were making love standing up in the garage when Mr Welch suddenly came through the door. Rodney on the point of coming gave a shudder and collapsed against Sandy. Mr Welch noticed the five parallel lines crossing his middle son's thrusting buttocks.

"I'll see you shortly Rodney," going out of the garage and shutting the door after him.

"_d_a_m_n_."

"Do you think he saw me?"

"If he recognised you, he wont say anything to you or your folks, but he may have a few strong words for me. And I've got a sore bum already."

"Do you mean that you still get hidings from your Dad?"

"Not so often these days thank goodness. Come on lets get out of here." While they were talking they were dressing frantically. Rodney opened the door of the garage and peeked out. "Its all clear." Giving her a last kiss and whispering thanks he took her to the gate in the fence where he kissed Sandy again before making his way slowly to the house and then to his fathers office.

His father looked grim. "How long have you been making out with Sandy son?"

"Quite a while Dad. She is the only girl I have been with."

Do you remember the talk we had just before Katrina and I got married."

"Yes Dad. I respect Sandy a lot. I don't know if I love her, but I care for her and wouldn'' knowingly hurt her."

"I guess that will do for now Rodney. Why were you caned? By the looks of the weals it happened recently.

"I got whacked this morning for wagging school yesterday afternoon."

"You kids will never learn." Rodney was amazed to see a smile on his Father's face.

"I got the stick for the same reason after the exams while I was at school. However I promised you something the next time you got the cane didn't I."

"Yes Dad," thinking my bums in a mess already.

"If you have done as well in the School Cert as you tell me you have, on this occasion I will forget the punishment, but if you have got just one C, you will get ten of the best I can lay on your sorry behind. Do you understand?"

"Yes Dad."

" Ok you can go," waving rodney to the door, "By the way I hope you are taking care of Sandy?" Seeing Rodney looking as though he didn't understand, "I mean you are using something to stop her having a baby.?"

"Yes Dad," Rodney left his fathes office. His bum was safe till the exam results came out in the middle of January............