I was fascinated by the Futurespank series , so decided to write a chapter by me.
( Note: as I am unfamiliar with the english school system, I will refer to the italian one; here school starts at age 6 with 5 years to age 10 called "elementary" school, then 3 years, from 11 to 13, called "middle" school and then five years, from 14 to 18 called "high" school. Usually lessons take place only in the morning with few, if at all, lessons in the afternoon, usually ending at 2 p. m..)
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Gianni was a 13 years old boy in his last year in middle school; at 10 a. m., during recreation, a brawl started for no reason between his friend Luca and a boy from another class.
He quickly joined to aid Luca, and after minutes they two were grabbed by an angry teacher, while the other boy managed to flee.
The two were summoned to the headmaster where they bravely asserted, as was usual, not to know who the other boy was; the head was angry, so they two got a ticket for the disciplinarium, with a fearsome 3 marked on it.
The time for their ordeal was set at 2.15, 15 minutes after the end of lessons: in the remaining hours the two were unable to concentrate on anything, except their impending punishment, and were also teased, albeit discretely as no one wanted to join, by their classmates.
At 2 the final bell rang, and all the boys ran to their cycles as this was a small town and every boy of their age used bike to to school.
Gianni and Luca rode their bikes to the disciplinarium, scared but at least releaved in view of the end; al two were not at their first visit to the disciplinarium.
The disciplinarium was a one block building, all white concrete with no windows.
They managed not to be late, as beeing late was rewarded with additional strokes.
The parkin was filled with at least a dozen other bikes and other boys were arriving, recd faced and scared or worried, as was time of lessons ending and every boy who got a ticket in the morning was coming to pay the price.
The two entered, swiped their cards and sat on the bench where other boys and girls were waiting.
The actual machine, all polished steel and plastic, was placed at the end of the room; two doors made access, one for boys and one for girls, so the machine could accomodate two boys and two girls at a time.
In the interior a single room, cut in half by a wall, acted as dressing room and made access to the two actual machines. After a short, but still too long, waiting, Gianni was called by a flashing light and a voice spelling his security number.
He managed to smile at Luca, then walked to the door, from which a crying boy of almost his age had just exited, and entered.
A clock began to run, showing that he had three minutes to to undress under his waist and enter, every ten seconds late gaining an additional stroke.
He had just taken off his jeans when a 15 years old looking boy exited from machine 2, slowly rubbing his bottom and crying, but with a raging hard on, wich Gianni stared fixely for a moment.
Then the other boy disappeared to dress and Gianno hurried to take off his pants, where amazingly his _c_o_c_k_ had become hard too; while approaching the machine he heard a loud moaning from the other dressing cabinet and saw the other boy in the corner, furiously masturbating.
He was so fascinated seeing this that he hesitated a little, the clock rang, awarding him an additional stroke, so he ran in and grabbed the yellow straps.
The punishment procedure begun and he found himself bent to 90 degree, still with his mind on the other boy.
Then a fire rain begun to to hit his bottom and he could not help but cry, but his _c_o_c_k_ remained hard.
In a few mminutes the punishment ended an he could walk out rubbing his sore bottom and crying ; the other machine was running, maybe with Luca in, so there was no one while he got dressed.
He went out, to go home pushing his bike, but in the parking he saw the previous boy, grinning at him, who said: "Hi, how was it? My name is Giorgio. At least i managed to get something good!"
The fire on his bottom was subsiding, so Gianni was able to smile in response; in a few moments the two were heading away, pushing their bikes as no one could think of riding by now, and Giorgio said: "Why not come to my home? It is nearby, and i will be alone 'til 6. We could try to get something good from this!".
Gianni agreed, and soon they went in the house; as they were in Giorgio took two cans of beer from the refrigerator, handing one to his new friend and said: "You saw me naked before: can i inspect your marks?".
Gianni turned to face the sofa, the can of beer still in hand, and dropped his jeans, then felt his pants slowly being pulled down while a hand grabbed his _c_o_c_k_, hard again, and begun stroking.
Then something warm covered his still sore bottom, making him flinch a little, and felt the _c_o_c_k_ of Giorgio gently but firmly pushing against his cherry; Giorgio went on pumping and stroking his dick, and he neared orgasm.
In few moments Gianni came to a savage climax, moaning loudly and shooting loads of sperm, while feeling warm fluid flood his rectum; the two stopped, panting, for a moment, then dropped on the sofa and laughed.
"Not so bad, after all, eh?" asked Giorgio.
Gianni nodded, the checked the clock and, seeing it was not even 3, grabbed his portable phone and called Luca.
But this is another story