Note, this story is entirely a work of fiction.***
It seemed like any ordinary day at school. Coach Byron Haus walked into his office with his usual coffee that he stopped to pick up at the coffee shop on the way to school. He could see the senior football team was already changed and ready to go. "Looks like I wont have to paddle any late boys today," he said to himself. The older boys were the ones who were usually late. His team ranged from ages 16 to 19, and they were one of the best football teams around. It was no secret why. Everyone knew that Coach Haus paddled the guys on the team. Heck, the guys were even proud of it themselves! They were the top rated team that anyone had seen in 50 years in their city, and everyone credited that to the coachs strict rules. The slightest offence would earn a big jock a few swats, and more serious offences could land them up to 20 licks, plus an embarrassing spanking over coachs knee. Some parents werent happy with this, but their sons agreed to it. At 16 a boy can choose for himself, and if you wanted to be on Haus team, you expected a red butt a few times. But that was the reason they won so many games. The boys were happy their coach was willing to motivate them. Some of the old fashioned fathers out there were pleased though. The would come into the locker room and see their 18 and 19 year old boys standing in the corners, hands on their head and nose to the wall, sticking out their big red jock butts; thats how horsing around in the locker room was handled. Coach Haus always paddled the players on their bare butts. Thats just the way it was.
Coach finished his coffee as the players went onto the field. He followed them out. But first he put on his ball cap with the school logo, a paddle smacking a cartoon football players bare behind, on it. After winning so many games, thats what the team was known as. The Shaker High Red Butts. They got the principal to change their name and logo to that officially. In fact, the little city of Shaker was so happy with the team that they changed the bylaws to allow for males over the age of 16 to be exposed in a public place if that was a part of the punishment being delivered.
One of the understood and unspoken rules that every player knew about was that you each had to walk by the coach in a line before a game or practice, and then you bend over grabbing your knees and he gives you one good swat with the team paddle for motivation. "Hey coach! Can I have the first one?" His biggest player and VIP of the defensive line, Jason, asked.
"Sure buddy!" Coach Haus said. He was all too happy to see this big muscular 19 year old jock, 62" and 240 lbs of solid muscle, bend over, his football pants see-through when the stretch tight. The big blond stud grabbed his knees just above his bulging 28" calves, his huge ass threatening to rip the pants. CRACK!! Jason jumped up and rubbed his butt. _d_a_m_n_, coach really knows how to lay it on! All the players followed, each one of them jumping up after the swat. They practiced better with a little heat to the seat. "Okay boys, lets get this scrimmage started! Whos gonna be pants and whos gonna be jocks?" Thats right, coach didnt go shirts and skins like most coaches. He wanted each player to be proud of his jersey, so they always wore them during a game or a practice. That only left one option. One side plays in regular football uniform, and the other side plays minus the pants. A lot of the guys were proud to run around in their jockstraps and jerseys, provided they had a white ass still. It was embarrassin to show your red butt around school. So they picked teams and one side (Jasons side) stripped their pants off. Coach looked over at Jason. The blond studs huge ass was muscular like a bodybuilders, and very big. And his smooth thighs bulged with muscle. His blond hair made for little body hair. Jasons legs were magnificent. Big like tree trunks.
So the game starts without too much fuss, and the jocks start practicing what they learned. All of a sudden, 20 minutes into the game, Coach Haus sees a big player in the team jersey come lumbering across the schoolyard to the field. Coach blows the whistle and the game stops. "Darren!!" Jason yelled across the field. Everyone on the team knew the guys were cousins. Darren wasnt tall like Jason. He was only 57", but he weighed 200 lbs. He was 19 just like his cousin, but he had jet black hair, spiked at the front like many a jock.
"Hold it right there mister!" Coach Haus said, in a stern voice. "How dare you show up late for my practice!" Coach didnt always remember players names on his team because they had guys come to play from other high schools in the city. Everyone knew his rules though. At least everyone in Shaker!
"But coach!" Jason said, trying to tell him something.
"Jason, dont backtalk me! You know what the penalty is, but Ill let it slide this time!" Jason just shrugged his shoulders and sighed. Meanwhile Coach Haus came up to this new boy and grabbed him by the ear.
"Im sorry coach! I didnt...." but then Darren was cut off mid sentence by a firm slap to his meaty butt.
"You..." SLAP! "will not" SLAP! "be late" SLAP SLAP! "for my practice boy!" SLAP SLAP SLAP!! Darren was jumping around trying to avoid the assault on his poor football pants covered ass. The team just watched intently as Mr. Haus went to get his paddle out of the gym bag on the sideline. "Your name is Darren, right boy?" Coach yelled from a short distance.
"Yes coach!" Darren answered.
"Well Darren, you know the rules. You show up on time! Late out to the grass, and the paddle spanks your bare ass! Now get those football pants off, NOW!" Darren struggled to wiggle out of his pants, they were so tight. "Bend over and grab your knees," Coach said. Darren did as he was told, sticking out his tanned bare ass, which unlike his cousins, was very hairy. He had the same thick hair all down his meaty thighs and thick calves. The boys never wore football socks because it was warm in Shaker year round. They lived right near the tropics. And most people in the town thought that the boys should show their calves that they worked so hard getting, which meant the city outlawed football socks. Even visiting teams needed to take theirs off. Coach looked at the target in front of him. He pulled the paddle back. SPLAAT! Right against Darrens big cheeks.
"_f_u_c_k_!!!" the jock jumped up, rubbing.
"You will not swear either! Jockstrap OFF!! Give it to me!" Coach Haus, being a 36 year old ex-marine with tons of muscle himself, grabbed Darren by the arm and yanked his jockstrap right off. All the other boys laughed at his thick dick starting to get hard. Darren tried to cup and blushed really red in the face. He felt so naked right now. But Coach Haus made him bend over again and gave him 10 hard licks with the paddle. Darrens big jock butt jiggled with each swat, turning a bright fire-engine red! He couldnt believe his embarrassment. He started crying just because he was so humiliated. After Coach was done, he jumped up and got grabbed by Coachs arm so he couldnt rub his spanked butt. "Now go off to the sidelines, and stand there with your naked butt facing the team, and your hands on your head! I want them to see what happens to late boys!" Darren sulked over there, his head hung low, and stood there on the sidelines like Coach had ordered. He was still sobbing. The big jock couldnt believe how Coach Haus had reduced him to a crying boy. The game continued and all the players had a good look at Darrens bright red ass. As soon as the game was over, the principal came out of the school.
"WHAT is going on here Byron!!" Principal Hurnican yelled.
"Nothing Mr. Hurnican, just paddled this boy for being late, thats all." Coach replied.
"In case you didnt know, this boy is from out of town! Hes Jasons cousin and he moved here just this week, and you do this without telling him about the rules?" The principal was furious. Mr. Hurnican was only 27 years old, the youngest principal ever to run the school, but he did the best job of anyone, so they kept him in when the last principal retired.
Oh _s_h_i_t_! thought Byron. Im in some deep trouble now.
"Darren, you can get dressed. And stay here, I want you to see what happens to BAD coaches!" the principal said. Darren wiped his eyes, sniffled, and grabbed his jock and his football pants and put them back on. His hard-on was straining against his jock.
All the players looked with amazement as principal Hurnican grabbed COACH by the ear! Coach Haus was twice the principals size, but he knew he would get fired if he didnt take what he had coming. The principal dragged Byron Haus by the ear over to the rest bench at the sidelines. The big jock got a little red faced at the boys seeing him treated like one of them. Principal Hurnican put Coach Haus over his knee and pulled the coachs running shorts off! The boys laughed when they saw that coach had black briefs on. They knew that all coaches in the athletic school of Shaker High had to wear shorts at all times to give the boys inspiration to look at and aspire to be as muscular, but they didnt know coach wore briefs! Suddenly the principal stood Coach Haus up, and made him put his hands on his head. He then yanked the briefs to his ankles and made Coach step out of them, leaving the big ex-marine with just his coach shirt on! And to make it all worse, the coach was FULLY HARD! The boys laughed at his surprisingly little dick. It was very thick, but only 5" hard and pointed straight up! Then principal Hurnican took off Mr. Hauss jersey, leaving the coach wearing just his athletic shoes! The boys cracked up! Their coach, the big man, was standing there buck _f_u_c_k_in naked, about to get spanked! No guy had seen the coach butt naked before. The principal quickly turned Coach back over his knee and started spanking him with his hand, like a little boy!! After about 50 swats, Coach Haus started to kick his legs! "Im sorry!! Im sor-ry!!! Owwww!!!" Then something happened that nobody would ever think. Big tough coach started to cry!!
"You deserve every second of this, Byron! And Im gonna keep on spanking you until you learn your lesson! You can be sure that Ill repeat this in the future!"
"Waaah!! But....! Principal HUUUUUUUUURRR-NIC---AAAN!!!" Coach whined as he kicked his legs up and down and wriggled all over as his bare hiney bounced and giggled. The boys were laughing so hard! He couldnt believe it. Stripped bare assed naked, turned over the principals knee and spanked like he was in junior high! He felt so little right now. Not so much of a man anymore. Finally the spanking ended and Coach jumped up to rub his fiery red butt!
"Its time to go in now for the theory part of the football class. Boys, I want you to follow me, and your bad coach, into the class. Ill be teaching it today because your regular teacher, Coach Haus here, will be standing in the corner, just like you do when you misbehave!" Coach cried even harder when he heard this. Principal Hurnican led him by the arm into the classroom and the boys followed. "Now, Byron, nose to the wall, hands on the wall, and butt out as far as you can get it! I want the boys to see their coachs spanked ass to remind them to behave. No jock is too old! And Byron, dont forget to spread your legs too. Your jock _c_o_c_k_ and balls are no longer something you will be hiding, understood? I want the guys to see your hairy crack so they can see how deep I spank around here. All you boys understand, correct?"
"Yes Mr. Hurnican," they all said as a class. Quite a few of them visited the principals office and had to stand in the corner just like Coach is now. It was quite a sight, seeing their coach in such a ridiculous position. As the lesson went on, Jason and Darren, and a few other boys kept looking at their humiliated coach. Hes not so manly now. Big tough ex-marine, reduced to a boy. After the class was over, Mr. Hurnican gave Coach Haus his jersey back.
"Listen, Byron. Since its Monday now, you will be wearing this jersey until Friday, got it? And that is ALL you will wear to school besides your athletic shoes. That should take your attitude down a peg!" the principal said. Coachs cheeks on his face turned as red as his bare butt. Going like this, bare-assed, in front of all the boys, for a WEEK! _s_h_i_t_! And he had to walk home with nothing covering him, trying to stretch his jersey over his _c_o_c_k_, warping it. All the boys and coaches had their jerseys specially made, JUST long enough to cover up to their waist. That meant that when they bent over you could see some of their lower back, and when they reclined backwards their abs showed. It also meant when pants were taken away, it wasnt big enough to quite cover the last bit of many boys dicks! It was a common sight at Shaker High to see several jocks in just their jerseys, showing off red butts! And about once or twice a week, you could see a jock going buck naked because he violated the uniform code of school athletic wear only. Lots of new boys got caught by this. Darren was caught 3 times, which means he had to go butt-naked around school for 9 days total!