Sister's Anatomy Lesson Chapter 11
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"Alright, everyone!" The older woman shouts, clapping her hands to gain the group's attention. "We're going to start with a simple exercise tonight. Girls, why don't you all find a spot along this side of the table. Alex dear, why don't you lay down on the table right here." She pats the surface of the table near the far end.
Alex gulps.
He slowly makes his way over to the table, the girls trailing behind him like an entourage. He awkwardly climbs up onto the bench, before pulling himself up onto the table itself. It's a little awkward to lay down on top of it, but it isn't as hard as he thought it would be.
"Alex, can you put your hands above your head?"
Alex blushes, but does as he's told.
"And your feet towards the other end of the table?"
Alex nods, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Perfect!" Scoutmaster Reynolds beams. "Now girls, gather round so you can get a good view of our
special guest!"
The girls squeal, all clamoring towards the front of the table. Alex can feel his face heating up. This was so wrong... Why was it so wrong? Why did this have to happen to him? Why did Scoutmaster Reynolds have to be involved?
"Okay girls, what should we start with first? Maggie? Since you're his sister, I'm sure that you've had the opportunity to see Alex's body before. So why don't you tell us what we're looking at?"
"Okayy! So this is my big brother, Alex!" Maggie says, pointing to the boy, who blushes bright red. "He's fifteen years old and he's very smart. He goes to the high school and he's on the swim team there! And he's also a black belt!"
"What a stud!" One of the girls exclaims.
"Ohhhh yeah, total stud!" Maggie giggles, covering her mouth. "Which is why his friends come over once a week to play DOLLIES."
"WHAT?!" Alex shouts, sitting bolt upright on the table.
"Alex, I thought you were going to be good about this." Scoutmaster Reynolds frowns. "If you're going to misbehave, I'm going to have to punish you."
"But I-"
"I said, I'm going to have to punish you." Scoutmaster Reynolds repeats, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "Maybe I should give your mother a call. Or maybe Sensei Danny would have something to say about this..."
Alex's eyes go wide like saucers at the threat. She wouldn't dare escalate things to the dojo.... Would she? Alex stares at her for a moment, before finally giving in, and laying back down on the table. He feels completely defeated. His heart is racing. He can't believe that she would threaten that! His cheeks are burning red as his cock throbs against his thigh, precum dripping down shaft.
And
why did the idea of her escalating things further turn him on...? What was happening to him?
"Th-they're BattleAxe 50k minifigurines. NOT dolls..." He weakly objets.
"Soooorry, battle-dollies." Maggie snickers.
"Oh piss off Maggot."
"Alex. Down. Now."
"Yes ma'am..." Alex grumbles, flopping back down onto the table.
"Now, Maggie, let's get back on track, shall we?" Scoutmaster Reynolds sighs, rubbing her temples. "Okay girls, can anyone tell me what this is?" Scoutmaster Reynolds asks, pointing to Alex's cock.
"That's his peepee!" One of the girls volunteers.
"My mother always calls my brother's a weiner!" Another girl pipes up.
"My little brother Tate says that he has a doodle!" A small blonde, whose name was Molly announces, causing the group to erupt into laughter.
"Oh I'm sure that you girls know all kinds of funny words for it from our Bro-And-Tell sessions, but does anyone remember the TECHNICAL term?"
The group remains silent, most of them either not remembering, or simply too embarrassed to be singled out. Scoutmaster Reynolds sighs, but a small smile manages to creep onto her face.
"Alex, can you remind the girls what this is called, sweetheart?"
Alex blushes as the entire room of girls turns to stare at him, her word hung in the air. Of course, he wasn't particularly enthused about helping the person who'd taken his sister hostage, but what other choice did he have?
"It's uh, it's a penis." He mumbles, his voice barely audible.
"What is a penis Alex? We need to show us what it is that you're talking about! Remember, this is for our education!" Scoutmaster Reynolds presses on, her grin growing wider.
Alex lets out a shuddering sigh, looking up at the lights above his head, attempting to avoid eye contact with any of the girls at the front of the table. He reaches down, his hand slightly shaking, and gently takes his shaft in-between two fingers.
"God..." He mumbles, looking away as he lifts it up. He knows he's being stared at by a bunch of little girls, but he can't bear to look at them. The humiliation was too much. "This is my penis..."
"Why thank you Alex! That wasn't so hard, was it?"
Alex exhales through his teeth. If the woman would have asked him to pull an ARROW OUT OF HIS LEG, he'd probably be easier.
"All of it is called the penis, but there are different parts of a penis, aren't there Alex? Which part are you holding right now?"
Alex grips his shaft more firmly, knowing that there would be nothing else he could really do. If this is what is wanted, then the least he could do was answer the questions correctly...
"It's, my shaft."
"And the rounded bit at the tip of your penis is called what?" Scoutmaster Reynolds ask with a tone like a dentist, raising an eyebrow.
"That's, ugh... The glans."
"Ohhhhhhh." The girls coo, sounding amazed. A few of them scoot a bit closer to get a better view of the boy's penis.
"Very good Alex! Most boys your age wouldn't know that word, you've clearly paid attention in health class."
"Good joooob!" Several of the girls cheer in a synchronized chorus, complete with a round of applause. Alex feels like his soul is ready to detach from his body. Maybe it's an out of body experience? No matter what was happening, he did NOT feel any part of him present at the moment.
And yet.... As he continued to hold his throbbing shaft in-between two fingers, he can't help but notice that is arousal is only getting worse. The boy could practically hear his subconscious shouting at him to give it a little squeeze. It would be SO easy to just let his hand move a little bit...
"Yes well, um... Thank you..." Alex stutters. He's squirming, wiggling a little around on the table. It's taking a herculean effort, and every ounce of his willpower to resist the urge to jerk himself off.
"Okay girls, lets move our attention to-" *The sound of a door opening in the other room echoes through the gymnasium. *
Everyone in the room freezes, waiting to hear the continuation of the noise. Who could possibly enter the scout hall THIS late at night.
"Alright girls, it sounds like someone's parents are her a bit early. Can I trust you girls to behave and help Alex find his clothes while I go greet whoever it is?"
"YES, MISS REYNOLDS!"
"Thanks, girls." Scoutmaster Reynolds nods. She rises from her spot behind the table, and moves towards the pair of gym doors.
"I should be able to distract them, but remember! This can only continue if word doesn't get out!" And with that, the boy was alone at the mercy of the troupe once more.
SMACK
Alex gasps. His eyes shoot open, and his head snaps over in the direction of the noise. Maggie's small bare hand is planted across his naked thigh, a little red mark beneath his fingers. "Show the girls how you play with it." The girl snickers.
"M-Maggie I...." The boy's breath gets stuck in his throat as the younger girl's hand slide down between his legs. She strokes her hand down his inner thigh, before gently cradling his balls in her palm.
"Maggie! Miss Reynolds could be back any second now!" Alex pleads, is eyes darting around in a conflicted panic. His body twitches as yet another small hand finds its way up to his chest, tracing the slightly defined muscles of his torso. More giggles break out from around the table as a few more brave girls begin to inspect the teenager's body.
"Then I guess you're going to have to be pretty fast." Maggie grins mischievously, snickering behind her hand.
"Yeah! If you don't want Miss Reynolds to see you, you better hurry up!" The small blonde from earlier exclaims, squeezing Alex's bicep.
Alex thinks he might just be going insane. His head was practically spinning. How had he gone from playing dress-up with the youngest girls on earth, to all but unwillingly acting in some kind of a live porn film with them. Yet, here he was. One of the girls was gently tweaking his nipple, and massaging his balls, and he still had a death grip around the throbbing length of his cock.
"If you don't play with your wiener now, who knows when you'll get another chance!" Maggie taunts, shaking the sack cradled in the palm of her hand.
The entire audience of girls leans in closer, focusing in on the young teen's hand as it every so slowly begins to stroke.
"Mh- hngh...." He groans through gritted teeth, biting his lip. He can't believe he's doing this. Not only in front of a bunch of little girls, but on their official Bro-And-Tell table, where who knows how many little brothers had done the same!
He'd never been more aroused in his life.
His hips buck involuntarily into his hand, and the audience of girls coo and giggle. The sound sends a shiver down his spine. The hand wrapped around his cock is barely enough to fully encompass the girthy member. He pumps himself slowly, trying to take his time, but Maggie is relentless.
"You should really go faster! Who knows when the scoutmaster is going to be back to see you playing with your thingie" She taunts. Her hand rolling the twin orbs in her hand possessively.
"Come on, faster!" The mousey girl with the freckles chimes in, a little bolder than the others. She's got a death grip on Alex's nipples, twisting and pulling them in time with the movement of the boy's hands.
Alex whimpers, his body twitching and writhing on the table. It was all too much, and not nearly enough at the same time. He can't deny it anymore, he's absolutely loving every second of the attention that these girls are giving him. They were making him feel so good, and he didn't want it to stop.
"N-no... This isn't hap- happening!" Alex chokes out, his eyes rolling up into the back of his head as his grip on his shaft tightens. "Haaaah..."
"Keep going, don't stop!" The freckled girl commands.
"Ooooh! Ooooooh!" Alex moans, his back arching. The boy's toes curl as he pumps his hand up and down his length, his hips bucking forward into his palm. He's so close. Every one of the girls' hands leave his body at once, as his hips thrust harder and harder, like a beast in heat.
"I'm..... I'm gonna....!"
"
ALEX BOWE!!! WHAT ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH ARE YOU DOING???" His mother's voice booms from across the gymnasium.
The entire room falls silent, save for the panting from the teenage boy.
"M-MOM!!!"
"I KNOW I couldn't trust you to simply drive your sister to scouts! Why on Earth are you out here playing with your.... Your... Your PENIS, in front of a whole bunch of LITTLE GIRLS?!
"B-But, Maggie, she.... I was-!" Alex's cock throbs harder in his hand, his eyes bulging as his mother storms towards him. He was so close! He IS so close!
"Don't you DARE try and pin this on your sister!" Alex's mother seethes, her cheeks red with rage. "You are the naughtiest boy I have EVER encountered! Put your pants on IMMEDIATELY!"
Alex's eyes begin to tear up. At the embarrassment, the horror, and the denial. GOD the denial. His eyes dart between his mother, watching on in disgust and rage, and his little groupie of younger girls, who had just seconds prior had him pinned to the table, playing with himself. He sees the shit-eating grin on Maggie's face. 'You're in BIG trouble.' She mouths.
His cock throbs. And against all logic, his hand rapidly continues stroking. He's so close. He has to finish!
"ALEX BOWE!!!!! YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE BOY! YOU STOP THAT RIGHT THIS-"
"AAAAAHHHH!!! FUUUUCK!!!!!"
Alex's back arches off the table, his cock erupting like a volcano. Rope after rope of thick, sticky semen shoots up into the air. His eyes roll back in his head as the first jet of cum splatters against his face and neck, his body quivering as each subsequent spurt lands across his stomach, chest, and even the table around him.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sooorrryyyy!!!!" He howls, his body writhing and contorting in pleasure, tears building up in his eyes.
He doesn't know how long his orgasm lasts. But once he's spent, and his mind clears from the fog of pleasure, he opens his eyes to find himself staring into the absolute fury of his mother's.
"Get dressed. We're going home." She whispers, in a voice that leaves the boy uncertain if her anger has turned to pitty at his debasement - or if her rage simply reached a point where it broke itself.
Alex gulps, his entire body trembling as he pulls himself off the table. His clothes are nowhere to be found, and the room is silent save for his heavy breathing.
"I.... I don't know where they are." He croaks, his voice hoarse.
"Just... Just get in the car. I drove your father's car here. Let's. Go."
Alex's body feels numb. He has to grab the edge of the table for support. His vision is blurred. All he can think about is how he'd just jerked himself off to completion in front of his mother, little sister and her entire scout troupe.
His cock gives a weak throb.
He was SO dead.
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Well it was a short chapter, but I feel like that's for the best as I get back into the flow of the story! Hopefully some much awaited payoff for many of you. Don't worry though, things are definitely not ending here. By finishing, his real embarrassment may have only just started
But as always, let me know what kinds of punishments you all think await him at home!
