The Games - Parts 1-5
by Big Paul

copyright 2006 by Big Paul, all rights reserved

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The Games - Part 1
by Big Paul

High school coaches all across the country were voting for
the boys they believed were their state's best athletes.  
Each state was to enter a boy in age categories, 14, 15,16,
and 17 to compete in the world games held in Greece.  The
games were held every ten years and were financed by
governments and private industry.   

The states were divided into groups of ten, a competition
would be held to determine the best athletes in each group. 
Then a competition among the five winners in each age
category would be held to determine which four boys would
represent the United States. Just to be selected to
participate brought instant wealth to the boy, his family,
his school, his town, and the state  he was representing.

Tom Brown was a shy boy of fourteen, who was blessed with
good looks and outstanding athletic ability.  He lived with
his mom and two sisters, Dawn and Colleen, in Indian Town, 
Montana.  He attended an all boys prep school because girls
made him uncomfortable.  

Even his own two sisters, Dawn who was sixteen and Colleen
who was thirteen, made him feel like girls were always
staring at him.  Tom was right, his good looks and athletic
build, along with his bubble butt appeared to be eye candy
for most girls, and even some boys.

Tom excelled in every sport he played. Even though he was
only a  freshman in high school he had already set a state
record for freestyle swimming.  He also set several records
in track, baseball, and gymnastics.  He told several
friends, he played sports to keep away from girls who made
him nervous.

Tom had never heard of the games in Greece until one night,
while he was having supper with his mom and sisters there
was a knock on the door.   When his mom answered she found a
delegation consisting of the Governor of Montana, the Mayor
of Indian Town, Brother Banks, principal of Tom's school and
Brother Bert, Tom's gym coach, all standing on her front
porch.

The governor, Mrs. Mary Holt, announced that they had come
to tell Tom that he had been selected to represent the Great
State of Montana in the games. He would be in the
fourteen-year-old category.  

Tom and his sisters left the supper table to see what all of
the commotion in the living room was about.  Tom thought he
was in trouble when he saw his gym teacher and principal in
the house but he had no idea of who the Mayor and the
Governor were.

Before the night was over, he was told, not asked, that he
would be reporting for training on Monday.  He also learned
that he would be taken to a training camp in Oka, Montana, 
more than two hundred miles from his home, where he and
three other boys would be trained to participate in regional
contests.  


Tom was overwhelmed by all of the events taking place. 
Although he didn't understand everything, he was made aware
of the importance of being involved in the games.  This was
all made perfectly clear by the delegation at his house and
even his mother.  

Monday morning  a State Trooper picked Tom up and
transported him to the local little league field where a
helicopter would transport him to Oka.  Tom was impressed
when he saw the large crowd of well wishers assembled at the
little league field to wish him well and send him off.

The governor had selected Patricia Burns to coach and train
the Montana team.  Pat was a native and participated in the
Olympics.  She was considered one of Montana's greatest
athletes ever.  

One of the challenge's Pat faced was the fact the committee
who ran the games never announced in advance, what events
would be held during the games.  The participants would have
to be schooled and trained in an array of events to be
prepared for the games.   
Pat had assembled a team of coaches and trainers to help her
in this endeavor.  She selected many of the people who
helped her prepare for the Olympics.  Therefore, her whole
team was female.  Counting aides, girls from local high
schools, her whole team consisted of forty women and girls.

Over the past few days Pat had been going over every piece
of information she could gather about each of the four boys
she would be training.  She used school records, newspaper
accounts, and even interviews to formulate a training plan
for each boy.  

Pat formed the opinion that even though the four boys were
each good athletes, only Tom had a chance to advance to the
next level.  She hoped she was wrong but if any of the other
boys excelled, she would be surprised.   

The one thing she felt she had to overcome in Tom's case,
was that he was terribly shy, and especially when dealing
with girls.  The big problem was that all of the athletes
competing in the games in Greece had to preform in the nude, 
just as the athletes in the original games did.   This would
create a huge problem for Tom, because of his shyness.

Pat was sure she had her work cut out for her, especially
with Tom.  The boys would be arriving within the hour and
she went over a few last minute instructions with her staff. 


When Tom landed in Oka, he was ecstatic.  He had traveled in
a helicopter and couldn't wait to tell the guys in school.

Tom was ushered into a nearby school gymnasium where he met
Bob, Rich, and Harry.  These were the three boys selected to
represent his state in the other age categories.  A bus took
the four boys to the training camp.


Pat Burns had set up a reception at the camp cafeteria.  She
welcomed the boys and as they sat at a small table. She gave
a long-winded speech of what the expectations for the boys
were.  After telling the boys her training methods may seem
somewhat unorthodox, she insisted on immediate response to
any commands she gave. Pat insisted that each boy was to try
his best at everything he was called upon to do.

Tom was totally overwhelmed by the entire events of the day. 
Although he had just met Pat Burns, Bob, Rich and Harry, he
had heard of all of them.  He was awed to be in their
company.

Tom did notice that all of the coaches and their aides were
women, but did not perceive this to be a problem.  Truths be
told he didn't know what to expect.

After the speech by Pat and the introduction of her staff
there was a period of time scheduled for mingling where
everyone would get to know each other.  Tom immediately
linked up with Bob, so he would have someone to talk to.  

While they were talking, they were approached by two young
aides. Jean and Joan.  Joan spoke first, informing Tom they
were assigned to his trainer and would help prepare him for
the games.  

Tom began to blush, especially when he looked at Joan.  She
was so cute Tom lost his tongue and didn't know what to say. 
Joan went on, telling how she read about Tom breaking the
states swimming record, and even saw a photo of him in the
newspaper.  She seemed so thrilled to be meeting him in
person.

Tom was overwhelmed that this cute girl knew who he was. 
His ego began to inflate and  he was even thinking about
talking to her  

Bob had to carry on the conversation because Tom was so
flustered he could only nod his head and blushed even reder. 
 Tom wanted to say something but was afraid that he would
say something stupid.  He had absolutely no social skills
when it came to girls.

Soon Jean and Joan were able to pry Tom away from Bob and
the three sat at a small table.  The girls told Tom to wait
for them while they got something to eat.  They soon
returned with plates of food and bought Tom a sandwich and a
glass of milk.  Tom was uncomfortable eating with the girls
fearing he would talk with his mouthful or have something
drip down his chin,

Tom couldn't keep his wits about him with Joan there.  Tom
was sure she was the prettiest girl he ever saw, with her
blue eyes and sparking teeth.  She just seemed so bubbly and
full of life.  Tom felt so insecure in her company.

After eating Pat got everyone attention by calling for
quite.  She announced that for the rest of the day she would
be conducting some preliminary activities with the boys.  


Tomorrow they would be seeing the team doctor and would be
getting complete medical exams. The following day she would
start their training by ascertaining what level of skill the
boys presently had.  She had picked several events and the
boys would compete against each other and would be timed as
a base line of their skill levels.

She reminded each of the boys that she expected strict
compliance of all her training methods and wanted each boy
to comply with her requests.  She wanted each boy to comply
as quickly as possible to anything she asked and to try to
do their best.  She added, there was little enough time to
prepare and she didn't want any time wasted.

Pat asked each of the boys and their training staffs to come
to the front of the room.  The four boys and a group of the
women all came to the front of the room.  Tom was joined by
Jean and Joan as well as an older woman, Ms. Drew, who was a
nurse and Toms' principal trainer.  

Ms. Drew introduced herself to Tom, who thought she was
certainly one good-looking woman.  Tom wondered what these
three women were needed for, especially a nurse.

A woman, bought each boy a cardboard box with their name on
it.  After receiving the boxes' Pat announced, 'OK, I want
each boy to remove all of their clothes, and jewelry and put
it into the box. Then give the box to Ms. Grant, sitting in
the back of the room, and move quickly.'

A hush filled the room, all of the boys and even some of the
aides needed time to comprehend what Pat just said.  There
was a lot of everyone looking at everyone, as if they were
all waiting for something to happen.  

Bob was the first to begin to move.  He slowly started to
remove his shirt and tie and place them in the box.  This
was a signal that Pat said, what everyone thought she said. 
One by one each boy, except Tom began to undress.  Tom
thought that he had not understood what Pat said, surely she
couldn't be asking them to strip, especially with all of
these women there.

Bob got down to his shorts and started carrying his box to
Ms. Grant.  Pat blared out, 'did you hear me say remove all
of your clothes?'  Bob got very red faced and looked around
the room, still thinking this was a mistake.  With everyone
looking right at him he put his box on the floor, lowered
his shorts, and in one swift motion he placed them in the
box, and lifted the box covering his genitals.  

Bob marched to the back of the room, with his butt showing. 
He carried the box covering his privates thinking that no
one would get to see his most private place.  When he
reached Ms. Grant she told him, 'start a line, here in front
of me.'  Bob stood in front of her holding the box in front
of him. 

Rich and Harry had already started to undress and follow
Bob's lead.  Tom still stood in one spot unbelieving what
was being asked of him.  His thoughts were broken when Ms.
Drew said, 'Tom, I think you better get undressed.'

Tom looked at Jean and Joan and was turning red as a beet.  
There was no way he could do this but there was no way he
could not do it.  He slowly started to undress and place his
clothes in the box.  Even Jean and Joan showed a slight
blush as Tom was undressing.

Rich and Harry took up Bob's method of quickly removing
their shorts, and lifting the box to cover themselves.  They
went to Ms. Grant and got in line behind Bob.

All of the young aides were looking at the boy's butts, as
they stood in front of Ms. Grant.  Many wondered what was
going to happen next.  Pat just stood silently watching the
events unfold.

Tom finally got down to his tighty whities and was
embarrassed to be seen in them.  With a red face he slipped
them down and placed them in the box and lifted it as the
other boys had done.   He noticed Jean and Joan look at each
other and smile.  He felt especially embarrassed to be naked
in front of Joan, but he didn't say anything.  He kept his
eyes down.  His face was beet red.

Tom finally carried the box and got on the end of the line
in front of Ms Grant.  All of the aides thought, of the four
boys, Tom had the cutest butt by far.  Jean and Joan looked
at his butt, and then each other, neither could stifle a
little giggle.

While the boys were standing in front of Ms. Grant, waiting
for direction, Pat approached the line.  She paced back and
forth in front of the boys.  Tom was blushing and felt like
a nervous wreck inside, wondering what was going to happen
next.  He hoped they were going to be given some type of
uniform to wear when they got to the front of the line.

At one point Tom tried to hold the box in front of him with
one hand and reach behind him with the other to cover his
butt.  The box however was too heavy and he had to abandon
that idea and hold the box with both hands, totally exposing
his butt.

As total quiet prevailed in the room there was an air of
suspense as to what was going to happen next.  Pat finally
spoke,  'Apparently you didn't hear me, or chose not to
listen to me when I said, I want you to respond to
everything I said, quickly.  Do the best you can when I tell
you to do something.'

She walked up to Tom, and asked 'Why are you the last in
line?'  'Did you do everything I asked, as quickly and to
the best of your ability that you could?'  

Tom went from red to white.  He became so nervous he thought
he might wet himself and the floor.  Finally he found his
voice above his shaking knees and said 'No, Mam.'

The other three boys realizing they did not move as quickly
as they could also got quezzy feelings in the pits of their
stomachs.

Pat stood right next to Tom and said right in his ear.  'I'm
going to make an example of you.  The next time I tell you
to do something, I expect a different response, Is that
clear?' 

'Yes Mam,' Tom replied, in a very shaky voice.

Pat told the boys to put their boxes down and to follow her,
as she walked to the center of the room.  All of the boys
realized that for the first time their genitals would be on
complete display to all of those assembled.  But each
harbored a fear over Pat's words as they quickly placed
their boxes on the floor and started walking to the center
of the room.  Each boy was trying to hide their privates
with their hands.

Pat yelled, 'stop playing with yourselves, save that for
Saturday, get your hands by your sides.'  Each boy quickly
complied, showing all they owned.  None of the aides missed
this event.

Just as Tom appeared to have the cutest butt, he also drew
the most attention with his dick.  It was obvious that his
was the longest of the group, as well as the most unusual. 
He had a long thin shaft which led to a glans that was
larger than normal.  His circumcised penis looked like the
pendulum of a grandfather's clock as it hung between his
legs.  Tom changed color again from white to red.

Although there were four naked boys displaying their wares
to the assembled women, it was obvious that most eyes were
on Tom.  He only had a wisp of pubic hair and had a nut sack
that complimented his penis as it hung between his legs. 
Everyone sort of hoped it would become erect so they could
see what it looked like hard.

For a fourteen-year-old, it appeared Tom had it all, cute
butt, large dick, and shy as a young maiden.  Although he
was red as a beet, displaying himself naked, that all
changed when Pat put a chair in the center of the room and
called him to stand before her.

Tom, again became white from fear as Pat scolded him for not
moving quickly and doing his best when she told them to
remove their clothes.  Tom felt faint as she continued with
the importance of paying attention and doing their best. 
The other boys just stood there and listened and watched as
everyone formed a circle around them and Pat in her chair.

'Come here,'  Pat ordered Tom.  Tom stepped forward and Pat
took him by the waist and turned him sideways placing him
over her lap.  She reached down between his legs and grabbed
his balls and used them to maneuver him into the position
she wanted him in.  He laid across her lap with his dick
hanging between her thighs, and everyone could see it
hanging there.

Tom hadn't been in this position in years since his mother
last spanked him.  He was sure he wasn't going to be spanked
but couldn't figure out what they were going to do.  Tom
turned sideways and saw Joan and Jean standing in the front,
right near him.  He felt like two cents with them looking at
his naked body over Pat's lap.

Pat looked at Ms. Drew and said, 'Let's get his temperature,
he looks a little pale.'  Ms. Drew moved forward with Jean
and Joan in tow.  She removed a thermometer from a
lubricated case in her pocket.  

'Joan, hold his cheeks apart while I do this,' said Ms Drew. 
Joan placed one hand on each of Tom's cheeks and pushed them
apart, exposing his hole.  'Push them apart until you see
the pink from the inside of his hole,' instructed Ms Drew.  

Joan pushed the cheeks even further apart until the pink
from the hole could be seen.  Ms Drew placed the thermometer
on the pink, and pushed it slowly in.  'I want his
temperature taken every two hours, until the doctor sees him
tomorrow,' Pat  told Ms Drew.

Tom couldn't believe it, here he was with several dozen
people looking at the pink of his ass hole.  What was worse,
as they twisted the thermometer and moved it up and down, he
began to erect.  He couldn't believe that his cute Joan was
now holding the cheeks of his ass apart.   He again turned
from white to red.

Although his head was pointed straight down, he lifted it
and looked at the crowd.  It was clear that everyone had
their eyes riveted on him.  He now knew he was erect and
felt there  was no way he would be able to get off Pat's lap
with his dick standing straight for everyone to see.

Ms. Drew removed the thermometer, and Joan released his
cheeks.  Ms. Drew looked at the reading and announced 'It's
OK.'

Pat announced, 'I'm going to give you and the other boys a
reminder of what I said about doing your best.'  'If any of
you forget, I will give you another reminder.'  With that
she held out her hand and Ms. Drew gave her a small paddle. 
It was made of a plastic that would provide the maximum
sting, without damaging the underlying muscle and tissues.

Pat rubbed Toms ass, and looked at the other boys and said,
'I want you all to pay attention.'    With that she landed
the paddle on Tom's ass,  he involuntary jerked and let out
a loud Ouch.  The blows continued to fall.

Tom began to wiggle and move about trying to prevent the
blows from landing on him.  He was totally naked and exposed
and there was little he could to protect himself from the
blows that continued to rain on his ass and the back of his
legs.  'Please stop,' he cried. 
'I'll listen and move quickly,' he promised.  Everyone in
the room heard him and some even snickered.

Pat stopped briefly and rubbed his ass.  Tom felt this was
wonderful and hoped the spanking was over.  'Hold his head
down, Ms. Drew,' ordered Pat.  'You two hold his legs,' she
said to Jean and Joan.  When each of the people were in
place the spanking continued.  Pat noticed Tom's sweet spot,
just below his bubble butt and the top of his legs.  She
concentrated on this area, much to Tom's chagrin.


Tom had reached a point where he would promise anything to
stop the spanking.  His naked immobile body was completely
at Pat's disposal, and she was beating it mercilessly.  Soon
he was unable to say anything and was just trying to catch
his breath.  He had snot running from his nose and he was
drooling from his mouth.  Yet the spanking continued. 
People were wondering how much longer could this continue.  
His entire ass and legs to his knees were crimson red.

Finally Pat stopped and asked Tom, 'did you get my message?' 
Tom couldn't speak but nodded his head as best he could, Pat
looked at the three other boys and asked, 'who was next in
line?'  Fear immediately struck in the harts of the other
boys.  Bill raised his hand.

'Do you get my message?' Pat asked Bill, 'Yes Mam,' replied
Bill.

Pat then directed her attention to Tom and told him to get
up.  Tom slid off Pat's lap.  He was totally defeated and
was crying and trying to catch his breath as he went into a
spank dance.  He was rubbing his ass furiously.  He didn't
care that he was erect and putting on a show for the all
female audience.  He was just thankful it was over.  

A smile came over the lips of most of the women assembled as
they watched Tom hop up and down rubbing his ass.  Finally,
Ms. Drew took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped his
face. She held him saying, 'there, there it's over.  Just
calm down.'

Tom could barely stand on his own.  He was still sniveling
when Pat asked, 'did you get the message about moving
quickly and doing your best.'  Tom nodded his head and was
able to get out a yes Mam.

'Get him cleaned up and put him to bed.' Pat told Ms. Drew.
Ms. Drew put her arm around him and led him off with Jean
and Joan in tow and his semi erect penis leading the way.  


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Part 2

Tom was taken to his new quarters which was one very large
room.  It had a bed, a trainers table, kitchen facilities,
an open toilet and bathing facilities.

Tom was told to sit on the trainer's table and calm down
while they prepared a bath for him.  Tom gingerly sat on the
table and watched as his bath was prepared.  He noticed that
while Joan worked, she constantly stole glances at him.  He
still felt embarrassed to be naked but said nothing and
dared not to cover himself.

Ms. Drew told Tom to get into the tub. A red faced Tom got
off the table and slowly moved toward the tub.  Ms Drew
asked, 'is there going to be a problem here?'  A red faced
Tom told Ms. Drew, 'I have to go to the bathroom.'  He had
tried to keep from peeing since the spanking.  He was so
embarrassed, he had hoped he would get to go somewhere in
private.

Ms. Drew pointed to the commode in the corner of the room
and told him to go ahead.  There was no curtain or anything
to protect his modesty.   Tom slowly walked to the commode
and stood in front of it.  He turned to see the three women
watching him.  He was sure he wouldn't be able to go with
this audience.

'Oh for goodness sakes,' said Ms. Drew.  She told Joan to go
help him.  Joan walked alongside Tom and put her arm around
his waist.  'Do you want me to hold it for you?' she asked. 
Tom thought he was going to faint.

'Please just give me a minute' he pleaded.  Joan walked away
and shortly later the women could hear his pee hitting the
water in the toilet.  The three women smiled at each other.

Ms. Drew announced that she had put some Epson salts in the
water and wanted Tom to just sit in the tub and soak for a
while.  It would help his sore butt. 

Tom limped over to the tub, and just before he got in Ms
Drew said, 'wait a minute.'  She went to the toilet paper
roll dispenser and returned with a wad of paper.  She took
Tom's dick and milked it once catching a few drops of urine
with the paper. 

Tom looked at her and Jean and Joan and turned as red as he
had been all day.  He climbed into the tub and gingerly sat
down.  Some sort of smelly bubble bath had been added to the
water, but Tom didn't care.  It felt good on his sore butt.

Tom began to doze off sitting in the tub as the women had a
cup of tea while he soaked.  He was startled when Ms. Drew
began to wash his hair.  Tom looked around and saw Jean and
Joan soaping up wash cloths.  Surly they realized he was old
enough to wash himself he thought.  Ms. Drew wasn't going to
let these girls touch him, was she?


He was told to stand, which he reluctantly did, remembering
his spanking lesson.  There he was naked, erect, smooth and
shinning with a gloss of bubble bath on his body.  The three
women came to an abrupt stop in their activities to look at
Tom in his present state.

Tom looked at Joan glaring at him.  When she noticed him
looking at her, she turned away.  Ms. Drew told the girls to
go ahead and get started.  Jean started by washing Tom's
arms.  Joan started by washing his legs.

As the girls washed, Ms Drew told Tom he would be getting a
real cleaning out and cleaning up tomorrow before his
doctors appointment.  She told him he would be getting
several enemas, and all of his body hair would be removed
before he visited the doctor.

Even though Tom heard the words, he was thinking more about
the girls with their wash cloths as they finished his arms
and legs.  Jean began to rub the globes of his butt and he
felt an occasional intrusion between the globes.  Joan began
to rub the washcloth under his scrotum and around his
genitals.

Tom was totally confused by all that was happening.  Joan
passed the wash cloth over his dick and told him, 'that's OK
get out of the tub.'  Tom climbed out and Jean and Joan
began to dry him with warm towels.  The pain in his butt had
subsided after the bath.

Ms. Drew told Joan to finish him up, and she and  Jean left
the room.  Joan had Tom lie on the trainers bench, and she
began to massage him with a sweet smelling oil.  Tom felt he
was in heaven as Joan gave him a vigorous rub along his
back.  She also gave him a light coating around his butt and
legs which were turning pink instead of red. Tom also felt
embarrassed as he lie completely naked at Joan's disposal.   

Joan grabbed one of the cheeks of his butt and pried it
apart pouring warm oil in the crack as she did so.   She ran
her fingers over his sphincter but did not enter him.  She
did reach down and spread the oil over the back of his
balls.  Tom was so erect, he thought he would squirt any
minute.  He thought he would be embarrassed to no end if he
did that in front of Joan.

He asked Joan, 'why did Ms. Burns beat me so much for being
last in line?'

Joan replied, 'she told you in the beginning, if she tells
you to do something she wanted it done immediately, and
wanted you to do your best as you did it.'  'That goes for
me too, when I tell you to do something, I want it done,'
said Joan.

Joan then told Tom, 'OK turn over.'  Tom thought there was
no way he could turn over with his huge hard on in front of
Joan.  Then like a flash back, he thought of what she just
said.  He let out a small groan and rolled over, displaying
his wares in all it's glory, turning a bright red.

Joan started to oil his chest and made no mention of Tom's
erection, acting as if it wasn't there.  She continued to
spread the oil down his legs and worked her way up to his
erection.  She took his dick in her hand and just rubbed a
coat of oil over it like it was no big deal.

Joan's heart was throbbing inside even though she gave no
outward sign of emotion.  This was the first time she had a
chance to handle Tom's manhood and get a good look at it. 
She was very impressed and thought the large bulb on the end
made it look like a lolly pop.  She muttered something that
sounded like, 'I can't wait until Saturday.'  

Tom felt utterly helpless as this good looking girl ran her
hands over his most private parts.  He hadn't been touched
by a girl since his mother gave him a bath years ago.  His
embarrassment seemed to have no end, Thankfully his dick was
deflating as Joan went back to rubbing his chest.

Joan finally told Tom to get on his bed.  She told him to
get as much sleep as possible because he would be having a
big day tomorrow as well as a visit to the doctor.  She gave
him a liquid to drink and told him it would help clean him
out in the morning.

She also told him to roll over because she needed to take
his temperature again.  Tom rolled over and felt Joan part
his cheeks and slip the cold thermometer into his butt. 
Like Ms, Drew, she twirled it inside him and pulled it up
and down.  He said nothing but became erect as he has ever
been.  This temperature taking by Joan seemed like an
intimate act. 

When Joan removed the thermometer and decided the
temperature was normal, she instructed Tom to lie on his
back.  Tom again rolled over displaying his erection.  Joan
said, 'you seem to enjoy having your temperature taken.' 
Tom said nothing but his red color gave his response.

Joan told Tom he was to sleep on his back because all of his
organs would be in their proper place and it was part of his
training.  He was given a small sheet to cover with and a
small pillow.  Tom closed his eyes as a thousand thoughts
went thru his head.

'What kind of training is this,' 'Why do I have to be
naked,' 'Where did the other guys go?'  'What's supposed to
happen Saturday?'  After what seemed like hours of fitful
thinking Tom dosed off.

He was soon awakened by Jean, who announced it was time to
take his temperature again.  Tom Rolled over as Jean parted
his cheeks and inserted the thermometer, leaving it in place
without twirling it as Joan had done.  

When she finished, Tom rolled over, hiding his erection
under his small cover.  This was repeated several times
during the night.

When Tom was awaken at 9:30 in the morning,Ms. Drew was
there with Jean and Joan.  Ms. Drew told him this was the
last time he would be allowed to sleep this late in the
morning.  


Tom was told to get up and wash his hands and face and use
the toilet if he had to, because they were going to have a
busy day.  Even though Tom had his morning erection  he got
off the bed and walked over to the sink, after washing up he
peed in the toilet.  Although he felt uncomfortable about
walking around naked and using the toilet in front of the
three women he didn't find it as embarrassing as it was the
day before.  

Ms Drew gave him a glass of juice and some cereal for
breakfast.  She sat on a chair in the kitchen area and
called him over to lay across her lap so she could take his
temperature.  Tom still felt embarrassed about doing this
with Jean and Joan watching.

After taking his temperature she had him remain over her
lap, Tom was wondering what was going on.  He noticed Ms.
Drew had placed a rubber glove on one hand and asked Jean to
bring her some lubricant and asked Joan to again hold his
cheeks apart.  Tom couldn't get redder.

He felt the cool air on his hole as Joan held his cheeks
apart.  Tom felt she was pushing them too far apart and he
was starting to feel some pain.  He squeezed his cheeks
together causing Joan to loose her grip.  Wham, came a
series of sharp blows from Mrs. Drew, 'What do you think
your doing?' she asked.  'Wait until I tell Pat.'

He knew what that would mean, and he immediately started to
apologize.  Ms. Drew stopped the spanking but there were
already two images of hand prints on his butt.  Jean and
Joan looked at each other and smiled.

Joan again spread his cheeks and he could feel Ms. Drew
running her finger around his sphincter with cool lubricant
on it.  Then without saying anything she pushed her finger 
deep into his butt.  Tom felt about an inch tall because
with Joan holding his cheeks apart everyone could watch what
she was doing except him.  He kept his red face down toward
the floor.

Ms. Drew moved her finger up and down and all around.  At
one point she removed it and inserted it again with more
lubricant on it.  

'I'm going to give you a suppository' she said, 'to help you
move your bowels.'   Tom felt her insert something up his
butt that seemed bigger than her finger.  She pushed it in
as deep as it would go, at first causing him some
discomfort.  'I'll just hold this in until it works,' she
announced.  

Tom thought he would die.  He lay over Ms. Drew's lap with
Joan holding his cheeks apart, Ms Drew had her finger up his
butt, and Joan and Jean were there watching every move.  His
dick was hard as a rock as it hung between Ms. Drew's legs. 
The more he thought about what was happening the more he
felt he was going to cum right there and then.  He couldn't
even squeeze his cheeks together to stop it from happening. 
Every now and then he could feel Ms. Drew squeeze his
prostate.

Just as he was sure he couldn't hold back on ejaculation any
longer, Ms. Drew removed her finger, leaving the large
suppository inside his butt.  Just then Pat entered the room
with two of her aides.


Pat spotted the two hand prints on Tom's butt, and asked
what happened.

Ms. Drew responded telling her, 'he clenched his butt shut
while we were trying to give him a suppository.'

Pat told Tom to get up.  He jumped to his feet and stood
before her with his knees shaking, and his erection pointing
straight at her.

Pat looked into his eyes, while everyone else looked at his
erection, and smiled.  Pat asked him, 'what the hell do you
think your doing?'  Tom turned pale and was unable to
answer.

'I guess you are going to need another reminder about
cooperation, and tonight you are going to get it, do you
understand me?'  

Tom was shaking and could only muster up a 'yes Mam.'

'Let's have no more nonsense from you young man because you
are already going to get a stern reminder tonight, and you
don't want to make it any worse than it already is, do you
understand me?'

Tom could only muster a 'yes Mam.'

Ms Drew told Tom to stand in a wash tub that had been placed
in the middle of the floor by Joan and Jean.  

Tom walked over to the tub, and felt the suppository inside
him as he moved.  He stood in the middle of the tub and was
aware that his erection had subsided.  He stood naked in the
tub as the six women in the room watched his every move.
Jean and Joan were putting on rubber gloves as Tom wondered
what was going to happen but he dared not speak.

The two girls opened a can of green gel and scooped it out
with their hands and began to rub it all over Tom.  He was
told to put his arms straight out and spread his legs as far
apart as he could inside the tub.  The gel felt cool as the
girls spread it all over him, paying particular attention to
his underarms, butt, and crotch.  It didn't take long for
him to erect as Joan worked layer after layer of gel on and
under his crotch.  

When he was completely covered in gel from his neck down the
two girls stepped back as to admire their work.  Tom felt
foolish standing in the tub with his arms stretched out, his
legs apart, his dick standing straight up and all the women
watching him and smiling.

Tom began to tire of holding his arms out but was not about
to say anything.  Ms. Drew gave a nod and Jean and Joan
helped Tom out of the tub and over to an open shower.  There
was no curtain or anything in the shower area and Jean took
a hose and began to spray the gel from Tom's body.


She had him turn this way and that way and to bend over and
sprayed the hose right up his butt.  He again started to
erect while Jean held the hose on his crotch.

Tom was so concerned about being sprayed he didn't notice
his body hair was disappearing while he was moving about. 
When Jean finally stopped the spray, everyone walked over to
Tom and started looking at his body.  For the first time he
realized he was more naked than he had ever been.  

He was dried off, and everyone seemed to be inspecting his
entire body looking for a single hair.  None was found.

Tom felt very cool air run over his body as he was led to
the trainer's table and told to bend over it.  Ms Drew took
a gloved finger and nodded to Joan who again spread his
cheeks.  
After sticking her finger in Tom's butt and lubricating it,
Ms Drew took a large inflatable nozzle and inserted it in
Tom's butt.  

Ms. Drew ordered him to step away from the table but to keep
holding on to it and to spread his legs as wide as he could. 
Standing behind him was quite a sight, with his balls
hanging down and the nozzle sticking out of his butt.  The
three women could just about keep from laughing.  Tom
however didn't think this position was funny at all.

Just then, Pat and her associates returned to the room.  One
of her associates couldn't help from giggling out loud.  Pat
shushed her and Jean wheeled over a stand with a bulging
enema bag on it.

Ms Drew connected the bag to the nozzle and commenced the
flow.  None of the women left the room, watching what
appeared to be a very comical enema taking place.  Comical
to everyone l except  Tom.  A side view showed his belly
starting to hang lower toward the floor.

Ms. Drew told Tom the suppository she had given him would
help him hold the enema longer and would help clean him out
better.  After the bag was empty Tom was told to hold the
enema as long as possible.

While he was in this terribly embarrassing position, Pat
walked behind him and reached down and grabbed his testicles
from behind.  Tom was in a tizzy as the soft feminine hand
fondled him. She asked Tom, 'do these hurt?'  When Tom
replied no, she let them go, turned and smiled at the other
women.  

Tom was redder than he had ever been and as hard as he had
ever been.  Ms. Drew finally told him to stand and had Joan
walk him to an open toilet in the room.   Before he was
allowed to expel, Pat and her aides left with Ms. Drew. 
Joan removed his nozzle and Tom was allowed to expel.

When Tom was finished, he was told to shower himself, he was
reminded to do a good job  because they were going to the
doctors.

After he was dried, Joan gave him a red, white and blue USA
Team shirt, with his name on the back.  She told him he
could wear this to the doctor's office.  Tom put on the
shirt and wondered, where was the rest of the uniform.  

He asked Joan, 'are there pants to go with this?'

Joan replied, 'of course silly, you will get them later.'


* * *
     
Part 3

Tom, was taken by Jean and Joan from his room and into the
main building.  There were many people, mostly women walking
around.  Tom, clad only in his team shirt, dropped one hand
over his genitals to cover up when Jean gave his ass a sharp
slap.  

She reminded him was not to play with himself, and if he did
that again he was going to be punished.

Tom was again red as a beet as he walked thru the halls with
his butt and genitals on display, not even a hair covering
them.   His long lollypop dick swung, back and forth as he
walked

Twice Jean and Joan stopped to talk to other aides they met
in the hall.  Each time Tom could feel them eyeing him up as
he kept his head and eyes down.  One of the girls could be
heard laughing as she walked away.

When they got to the entrance of the building, they stood
for a moment in the foyer looking out the large glass
entrance doors.  Tom could see the other boys standing
outside with their aides.  They were fully dressed wearing
their team shirts, shorts and sneakers.

A small school bus arrived in front of the building and Jean
announced, 'There's the bus, lets go.'

Tom said, 'I can't go outside like this.'  Joan opened the
door and Jean pushed him outside.

A loud roar went up from the other boys and the aides
standing outside.  Someone began to clap as Tom hurriedly
made his way to the bus.   He made his way to the back of
the bus and quickly sat on a towel Jean had provided.  He
folded his hands on his lap covering himself.

When the boys and the aides got on the bus the seats quickly
filled and it was obvious there weren't enough seats for
everyone.  Jean told Tom he would have to stand for the ride
to the doctors.

Tom was thinking about protesting, but that was as far as it
got, he thought about it.   He  stood and moved down the
center isle to the front of the bus.  Jean told him to hang
onto the overhead rail while the bus was moving.  He reached
up and held the rail, leaving his butt and genitals
completely exposed as his team shirt rode up.

Bob was seated near where Tom was standing.  He asked, 'Hey
dude, where's the rest of your clothes?'

Tom replied, 'That's what I would like to know.'

As the bus drove to the doctors office Tom put on quite a
show as his dick swung too and fro with the movement of the
bus.  The aides and even the other boys couldn't help but
laugh.  Tom got no sympathy from anyone.  He could see
everyone watching him and laughing.  Everyone except Joan,
who seemed to sympathize with him. 

When the bus arrived at the doctors office, it parked near
the door.  Tom was among the first to get off and stood by
the bus waiting for direction.  Several people were in the
parking lot and stopped, looked and waited to see what was
happening.

When Bob, Rich, and Harry got off the bus, they stood around
Tom, blocking the view of those who were trying to watch
Tom.  Tom was grateful for their efforts but still wished he
was dressed.

Bob whispered to Tom, 'What the hell's going on?'

Tom whispered back, 'I don't have a clue.'

Harry said, 'I heard them say you were to shy and they had
to fix that.'

Before anyone could say anything more, Pat came out of the
building and gave the group instructions to follow her.

As they walked into the building, the boys walked around Tom
shielding him from prying eyes.  The aides all noticed and
laughed at their crude methods to preserve Tom's modesty.

Once inside Pat directed the boys and their aides to
different doctors leaving Tom, Joan and Jean alone in the
hallway.  'Follow me,' said Pat.  She led them to an
elevator past several men women and children, all of whom
studied Tom intently.

No one shielded Tom as they reached the fifth floor and got
off the elevator.  She led them to a door that said, Dr. Ann
Shields, Pediatrician.  

Upon entering the waiting room the sound of playing children
was deafening.  The room was filled with women and their
children, mostly girls.  There were no seats so Tom had to
stand in the crowded waiting room.  The room suddenly got
quite as everyone stopped and looked at Tom.  

Tom thought he was going to faint.  He could see little
girls run too their mothers and then point at him.  He tried
to turn sideways and face the wall, but that only gave a
better view of his bubble butt.  Neither the women nor their
children knew what to make of this almost naked boy standing
in the waiting room.   

Mary Smith, one of Dr. Shield's nurses, was loud and clear
when she said,  'You must be Tom Brown, we are expecting
you, come with me.'  Mary started to smile when she noticed
Tom was wearing only his team shirt and nothing else.

She  led Tom, Jean, and Joan to a large examining room, that
was decorated with pictures of animals on the walls.  There
were also several toys around the room, obviously decorated
for children.

Mary announced, 'your doctor has already sent us your
medical file, so all the doctor will have to do is conduct
her examination.  Let's start by getting you undressed.' 
She smiled at Jean and Joan as she said that.

Mary walked over to Tom and grabbed the hem of his shirt
lifting it over his head.  She had to ask, 'what happened to
all of your body hair?'

Jean jumped in and said, 'We had to remove it so the doctor
could get a good look at him.'

'Oh,' said Mary with a smile.

The naked Tom was beet red as he stood naked in the room
obviously used for smaller children. 

'Let's get you weighed,' said Mary as she motioned for Tom
to get on the scale.

Tom stood on the scale facing the wall trying to get
whatever privacy he could.
When Mary told him to turn around, he looked right at Jean
and Joan who had taken seats and were watching him.  He
looked right at Joan and flushed as Mary stood behind him
fumbling with the weights on the scale.  Tom was so
embarrassed that Joan was watching him stand there naked
that he began to erect.

Mary announced, 'This scale doesn't seem to be working, we
will have to use the one in the hall.'  When Tom heard those
words, his stomach seemed to do a flip.

He asked pleadingly, 'can I have a gown?'

Mary laughed and said, 'It's just in the hall,' she looked
and Joan and Jean and said, 'little boys shouldn't be so
modest.'

Mary took Tom by the shoulder and led him back out into the
crowed waiting room.  
The place was silent as she led him to the scale and had him
stand facing the audience as she fumbled with the weights
behind him.  Although not fully erect, his penis was larger
than normal, and he was also redder than normal.

Mary had a big smile on her face when she guided Tom back to
the exam room. Many of the mothers smiled to Mary as she
walked by.

Mary left the exam room door open as she instructed Tom to
sit on the exam table in the center of the room.  As she
took his blood pressure, Tom could see some of the people in
the waiting room looking at him thru the open door.  Some of
the children stood in the doorway watching.

Joan got up from her seat and walked over and closed the
door.  Tom gave her a look like he wanted to say thanks, but
he said nothing.

Mary told Tom to lie on the table, because she wanted to
adjust the stirrups in case the doctor wanted to use them
during her examination.  Tom lay on the table while Mary
took a set of stirrups at one end of the table and started
to adjust them.

She had Tom scoot down the table to the end, and positioned
him so his ass was hanging over the end of the table.  She
placed his feet in the stirrups and adjusted them as wide as
they would go, and back as far as they would go.  None of
Tom's body was somewhere they couldn't see.  He looked
comical the way he was splayed open.

Mary smiled to Jean and Joan and then announced.  'I think
I'll take his temperature while he's here.'  She took what
seemed to be a longer and fatter thermometer than normal and
lubricated it with K.Y.  

Tom was spread so wide, you could see the pink of his ass. 
Mary took the thermometer and pressed it against his hole
and slowly pushed it in as far as it would go.  Tom's dick
rose as if it was  in correspondence with Mary's pushing. 
He was soon hard as a rock, and red as a candy apple.

Mary told him to stretch his arms above his head as far as
they would go.  Tom did as he was told and when he saw Joan
looking at him he closed his eyes and tried to pretend this
wasn't happening.  

The quiet room came to life as the door burst open, and in
walked the secretary.  'Oh,' she said, 'I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.'  She certainly took in the sight of
Tom stretched out with Mary holding and turning the
thermometer in his ass.  Not only did the secretary get an
eyeful but so did the people in the waiting room.

After a brief conversation with Mary, the secretary turned,
smiled at Jean and Joan and left the room, leaving the door
open.  Joan again got up and closed the door, only to have
it reopened by Dr. Shields as she entered the room, again
leaving the door opened.

Tom was sure he was in for the worst day of his life.  After
Joan again closed the door he was surprised when the doctor
told him to stand, and conducted only the briefest of Exams. 
She did do a quick hernia test, and digital rectal exam, but
she concentrated mainly on his range of motion, moving his
arms and legs this way and that. 

After telling him that he was in great shape she told him he
could get dressed.  Joan handed him his team shirt and he
quickly put it on.  Dr. Shields told him he could get fully
dressed.  Jean explained to the doctor that he was.  'Oh, I
see,' said Dr. Shields, as she filled out some papers.


Tom was again led into the waiting room, where everyone was
giving him their attention since he arrived.  Jean and Joan
stood at the secretary's desk with the paperwork from the
doctor, while Tom again stood on complete display.  He moved
behind the secretary's desk and faced the wall so only his
butt could be seen.

When all the paperwork was completed, and they left the
waiting room, it sounded like a round of applause came from
the room.  Tom couldn't wait for this day to end.

He was led back to the parking lot and was allowed to sit in
the bus while they waited for the other boys to return. 
When the bus was fully loaded Tom was again made to stand 
for the ride back to the training base.

Once back at the training base Tom and Joan went to his
room.  Tom was happy to get back to his room where he felt
comfortable. He removed his shirt, hung it in a closet and
sat on a chair and began to cry.     

Joan walked over to him, put her around his head, and pulled
him toward him, asking, 'what's the matter?'

Tom was sobbing when he told her that he was so confused
about everything that was happening to him.  He felt so
uncomfortable about being naked, and even more uncomfortable
about being hairless.

Joan held his head next to her body as she explained.  'You
know the games in 
Greece are held with all of the athletes performing naked.'  

'What,' said Tom, 'They can't be, there televised and
everything.'

'That's why part of your training is to get you to overcome
your shyness and get accustomed to being naked so it won't
be a concern if you get to compete.  Especially because of
your shyness around girls.'

'This is totally unfair,' said Tom.

'That may be, but it's necessary if you are going to succeed
in the games,' said Joan.

Tom rubbed the tears from his eyes and asked Joan, 'What's
going to happen next?'

Joan went on to tell him that later he was going to get
spanked again, for clenching his butt and the way he behaved
during the day.  Tomorrow, and the rest of the week, she
explained, they would start training by doing a series of
possible events to test the skill level of all the boys.  

Joan said, Sunday would be a day of rest.  It would be
visiting day and the governor was coming to talk to the
boys.  She was also having two buses of Toms family, female
members, and girls from his neighborhood coming.  Tom had a
hard time comprehending everything Joan was saying, but
didn't think visiting him while he was naked was  a good
idea.

'What about Saturday,' Tom asked?

Joan looked very coy as she told Tom, 'Well Saturday is sort
of a day of rest.'

'What do you mean, sort of?' asked Tom.

'Well you know how boys sometime play with themselves?'
asked Joan.

'I think I know what you mean,' said Tom.

'Well, you boys must be celibate all week long during your
training, but Saturday you will be, shall we say relieved,
or should I say relieved several times.'

Tom wanted some time to think about what Joan just told him,
and he didn't ask any more questions.


* * *

Part 4

Joan told him it was near supper time and he should wash
before they went to eat.  She also reminded him he was going
to be spanked after supper and it would be a good idea to
eat a light meal.

After washing, Joan gave Him his Team USA shirt to wear to
supper.

He asked, 'Is this it, is this all I get to wear?'  Joan
nodded her head affirmatively.

Tom Put the shirt on, a tear came to his eye as he combed
his hair and said, 'I'm ready'

They left for the dining room with Tom clad only in his
shirt and red face.

Tom was certainly the center of attention when he entered
the dining room.  He noticed the other three boys were
seated at the tables with their trainers and all of them
were completely dressed.

Each of the boys looked at him as he walked in with a look
of sympathy on their faces.  

Tom kept his head down as he walked to his table and waited
until Joan put a towel on his chair before he could sit
down.  He asked Joan if she would bring him a salad so he
wouldn't have to get up and go thru the line.

Joan said, 'Tom I wish I could do that for you but I have my
orders.  You have to get it yourself.'

Rather than be embarrassed Tom decided he wasn't going to
eat anything.  He felt like he just wanted to cry but was
able to hold back his tears.  He was grateful the table
offered him some cover.

After dinner and desert, Pat got up and addressed the group. 
She pointed out that tomorrow there would be time trials on
several events that she selected and the following days
would be the same until she had a baseline on each boy and
their level of ability.  She added that by Monday training
would begin in earnest.

Pat pointed out they only had a few weeks to prepare for the
regional trials, and if no one succeeded at that level their
team would be eliminated.  She also repeated her warning
that the team members were to comply with her instructions
as quickly as possible and to the best of their ability.

Pat pointed out that she already gave a demonstration of
what would happen if they failed to do so.

Pat also said, 'regrettably I think I will have to repeat my
demonstration after today's events. Tom will you come up
here, please?'

A silence filled the room and all eyes turned toward Tom,
who rose on shaky legs and walked toward Pat, head down.

He stood in front of her, with his head down.

'Look at me,' said Pat.   'Is that as fast as you could get
here?'

Tom was a wreck as he lifted his head.

'Answer me,' demanded Pat.

Tom lifted his head and said 'No Mam.'

'Then I guess another lesson is needed, this one won't be as
gentle as the first.'

Tom felt his stomach flip and his knees weaken as Pat
reached out and held his chin, aiming his eyes at hers.

Pat began to lecture him as she looked directly into his
soul.  'You know the games are held with the contestants in
the nude.  Yet, you insist on maintaining your modesty even
when you are among your team and trainers.'

'Take this shirt off,'  Pat ordered.  After removing his
shirt, Tom stood in front of her and the group completely
naked.

Pat held the plastic paddle she used on him the last time in
her hand.

'I want you to go to each person here and ask them to
forgive you for your attitude.  Then I want you to hand them
the paddle and get over their laps, while they give you five
smacks on the ass.'

'Hopefully when you are finished with tonight's punishment
you will realize that everyone here has seen you naked and
there is no longer any reason to hide your body from them. 
If this exercise isn't successful, the next one will be even
more unpleasant.  Do you understand?'

'Yes Mam,' was the only thing Tom could think of saying as a
deep fog entered his head.

Pat handed Tom the paddle.  He walked to Ms. Drew first and
handed her the paddle.  

'Please forgive my attitude,' Tom said and he handed her the
paddle.

Ms. Drew looked at Tom and reached out and grabbed his
genitals, while fondling him she asked.  'Tom do you think
you need to hide these from me in the future?'

'No,' said Tom 

'All right,'  said Ms. Drew,  'Get over my Lap.'

She reached out and guided Tom over her lap.  She reached
between his legs, grabbing his balls, and guiding him into a
position where she felt she could get the best shots at his
ass with the paddle.

She rubbed his ass and said, 'it's a shame this butt is
going to be so sore and red before the night is over.  I
hope this is the last lesson you will need.'

Tom like Ms. Drew and hoped she would use light smacks
setting the tone for the other forty or so people assembled
in the room.

It was not to be.  Ms Drew hit Tom as hard as she could.  He
couldn't believe she could hit so hard and his ass was so
sore already.  Ms. Drew began to rub his ass, as if to take
the sting out.

While Tom was enjoying the rub, he made some quick
computation thinking forty people, five wacks each, that's
more than two hundred.  No way can I do that.

'OK, Tom, I accept your apology, I hope there is no repeat
performance,' said Ms Drew, as she helped Tom off her lap
and handed him the paddle.  

Tom went to Jean next.  Jean did as Ms. Drew did and reached
out and fondled Tom.  She helped him over her lap, adjusted
him and fired away.  She rubbed his butt and told him to
move on.  

It seamed as if a president had been set as Tom went from
person to person and the same procedure was repeated.

Everyone could see his butt  turn red and there were even
some welts along the back of his legs.  

After five people, Tom had tears in his eyes and his voice
became horse as he went to the next person and asked
forgiveness.

He might have been give forgiveness but not sympathy as each
person applied their five wacks as hard as they could.  The
gentle rubbing afterward became grabbing of the globes and
large scale pinching.

After fifteen people Tom could no longer get the words out
of his mouth to ask forgiveness, he just went from person to
person and handed them the paddle as he tried to catch his
breath. 

Tom was openly crying, but he bravely continued going from
person to person, handing them the paddle and mumbling
something, which was probably his asking forgiveness.


He occasionally looked at Pat, hoping she would end this
ordeal, she did not.

Tom's mind was a fog, it was almost as if he was on
autopilot as he continued making his rounds.  His ass was on
fire but he dared not touch it.  His balls felt like they
were swollen from all of the fondling but he dared not touch
them either.

He didn't know how he did it but he did.  He finished making
his rounds and limped to Pat and stood before her, a crying
mess with snot dripping from his nose.  He had no idea what
to say or do next.

She gave him direction when she said.  'You forgot your team
mates.  I want you to go to each of them and they will give
you ten wacks each, so you will remember them the next
time.'

Tom's heart sank.  He turned and looked at the three boys
and gave them a look as if to say please have mercy on me. 

As Tom walked toward them Pat told them, 'I want each of you
to put everything you can into your ten wacks.  If you
don't, remember you can take his place and go around the
room like he did.  If you show him mercy, he will have to go
around the room again.  Do you understand?'

The three boys answered in unison, 'yes Mam'

Tom with trembling hands stood before Bob and mumbled
something.

Bob, sympathetically looked at Tom and then guided him over
his lap as everyone else did.

When the first blow fell it was like electricity hitting his
ass.  That wack was certainly harder and hurt more than any
of the others he received.  The wacks continued to fall. 

When Bob finished Tom was a mess.  He was openly sobbing and
could not catch his breath.  Bob thought the most humane
thing he could do was to rub Tom's ass as gently as he
could, giving Tom a chance to recuperate before his next set
of wacks.

'Do you like rubbing his ass?' asked Pat.

'No Mam,' said Bob as he helped Tom from his lap and steered
him to Harry.

When the boys were finished Tom limped over to Pat and knelt
before her and lifted the paddle with trembling hands.  He
was crying openly and his face was a mess with tears and
snot.  He ass and leges had a cherry colored glow.

Pat took the paddle and walked over to a straight backed
chair. 

'Come here, it's my turn,' she said.  

Tom tried to stand but felt faint.  He was certain there was
no way he could take anymore,

He managed to reach Pat and stood before her as she reached
out and felt his balls. 

'They feel a little large.' she said.

She guided Tom over her lap, and he sort of collapsed into
position.  Tears were dripping down onto the floor as he lay
there with his ass up and his head down.  

Pat rubbed his ass, Tom thought it felt good but knew the
first blow would soon fall.

'I think you learned a valuable lesson today,' said Pat.  'I
think I'll hold off on my spanking until I see how you
perform tomorrow.'  She continued to rub his ass with soft
circular motions, spreading his cheeks as she did so.  

Tom didn't care how exposed he was.  Pat's rubbing just felt
so gentle and soothing.

Pat kept him on her lap for quite a long time, even as other
women came over and conversed with her.

As the pain in his butt began to subside because of the
gentle rubbing, Tom became erect as he lay over Pat's lap. 
Pat could feel the erection against her leg but said
nothing, as she continued to rub his warm ass.

Pat called Jean and Joan over and continued her rubbing as
she conversed with them.  Finally she told them. 'Put him to
bed, he has a long day coming tomorrow.'

Tom got up and started to rub his own butt to get the
remaining sting out of it.  He seemed totally unaware that
he was standing in front of everyone with a full-blown
erection.

Joan put her hand on his shoulder and led him from the room
to the smiles of all the assembled females as he passed them
with his erection pointing the way.  

Once they reached his room Joan filled the tub with warm
water and Tom slid in feeling relief to his entire body.  

Tom sort of dozed off and was startled when Jean told him to
stand so she could wash him.  

After he was dried, he sort of flopped on his bed and
immediately fell asleep.


* * *

Part 5

It was still dark when Tom heard Ms. Drew's voice waking
him.  He had been covered with a blanket and felt so warm
and comfortable he did not want to get out of bed.

Ms. Drew took the top of the blanket and pulled it down to
the bottom of the bed, exposing Tom and his early morning
erection.  A smile came over the faces of both Jean and
Joan.

'Let's go,' said Ms. Drew, 'you have a long day ahead of
you.'

Tom was still foggy headed as he washed his face and brushed
his teeth.  He did pee in the toilet and seemed absolutely
unconcerned that he did it while the three women watched. 
Again, Ms. Drew took a piece of toilet paper and called him
over to dry the tip of his dick.

'You have to learn to do this yourself,' she said.

Tom seemed to blush as he looked at Joan as Ms. Drew handled
his dick while wiping it off.

Tom was handed his team USA sweatshirt and told to get
dressed and hurry up.  He had hoped to get more clothes but
that was all he got.

The four of them left the room and headed for the bus, where
they met the other three boys, who were fully dressed, and
their trainers.

They boarded the bus and headed out on a dirt road away from
the training camp.

After a few minutes the bus stopped and everyone got off in
a grass field.  Pat and her aides were already in the field
awaiting the arrival of the bus.

It was a warm morning and the sun was still coming up as the
group assembled around Pat.

'All right' she said.  'We are going to have a race back to
camp.' 'It's twelve and a half miles and you will be racing
against each other as well as the clock.'   'I want all of
you to strip nude so you can race just as you will in the
competition'

'Can we leave our shoes on at least?' asked Bob.  The answer
was, as expected, a no.

All four of the boys removed all of their clothing and
handed it to their trainers.

'To make the race more interesting, said Pat, 'each of you
will wear one of these.'

Her aides produced a knapsack  for each boy.  Each bag had
forty pounds of sand wrapped in a plastic bag inside. 

Tom knew right away this would be a big advantage for the
other boys who were older and bigger than he was.

'I don't want you lolly gagging around in a group,' said
Pat.  'You will each start five minutes apart, and I
wouldn't want  to come in last in this race,' she said as
she looked right at Tom.

Tom looked down at the ground as he put on his knapsack
realizing that he had to do better than last place.  When
Tom got his sack on, he realized how heavy forty pounds
could be.  He also noticed the sack did nothing to cover his
ass or privates.

'You don't have to follow the road,' said Pat.  'You can go
anyway you want.  Your time will count when you arrive back
at the training camp swimming pool.'  Tom you will start off
first and the others will follow.

Tom walked to the starting line and already notice two
problems, the sack did not fit him very tight and wobbled
when he walked.  The second problem was his feet were
hurting as he stepped on small pebbles on the roadway,
making him hop more than walk.

When Tom reached the starting line Pat said to him, 'You
better do your best if you know what I mean.'

He knew what she meant but didn't say anything.  He did take
off when he got the signal, half running and half hopping as
he stepped on pebbles with his bare feet.  All of the women
had to smile as they saw the naked boy struggling with his
pack trying to keep going under these conditions.

Tom only went a short distance when he realized there was no
way he could go the full distance in bare feet.  He thought
about improvising some sort of sandals but then thought
better of the idea thinking of the consequences.  He
continued to go on hopping and walking, carrying his heavy
sack.

Tom kept looking back to see if anyone else was getting
close to him.  He couldn't see anyone.  He kept to the road
but thought about cutting thru some of the fields as a short
cut.  

The bus carrying all of the aides passed him heading back
toward the training camp.  They did blow the horn as they
went by and some people on the buss waived at him.  He knew
all of the boys must have started the race so he must have
been going about forty five minutes already.

His feet were so sore he thought he would have to stop. 
There was no way he could continue.


He took a break by sitting on a tree stump.  It felt funny
with his naked ass contacting the wood.  He looked at his
feet and could see they were not bleeding or cut, they just
hurt.  His shoulders hurt more from trying to carry the bag
of sand.

Tom could not see any of the other boys and didn't know if
they were on the road behind him or if they took short  cuts
thru the fields and woods.  He did know that he could not be
last in this race.

Tom stood and took a leak, he didn't even have to hold his
dick, he just let it hang and emptied his bladder.  Just as
he was finishing, he heard someone say, 'what  the hell do
you think your doing?'

Frightened, Tom turned and found two girls on bicycles right
behind him.  He didn't know whether he should cover himself
with his hands, or what to do.

'I'm in training,' said Tom.  I'm in a race to the training
camp a few miles from here.'  The girls certainly looked him
over from top to bottom, paying most attention to what was
in between.  

'Whom are you racing?' asked one of the girls.

Tom explained there were others who started behind him.

'You better get going, then hadn't you?' said one of the
girls.

Tom just turned and started off again with his sore feet and
shoulders still smarting.  

He then realized the girls were following him on their bikes
and could see his ass as he walked and hopped. He could even
hear them giggling.

In this humiliating situation he tried to put the girls out
of his mind and ignored his painful feet and shoulders as he
quickened his pace hoping the girls would leave him alone.

'Nice butt,' one of the girls called to him.  

'Great Cheeks,' called the other.

The humiliated Tom just kept pressing forward.  The pain in
his feet and shoulders seemed to disappear as he continued
forward.  He was too embarrassed to even turn around and
look at the girls.

One girl had a bell on her bike and would ring it every now
and then.  Tom just hoped his humiliation would end.

He no longer hopped when he walked, he just endured the pain
in his feet and continued on as stoic as he could under the
circumstances.

The warm sun was heating the roadway and Tom's feet began to
burn to add to the pain.

Every now and then one of the girls, and sometimes both
would pull up even with him and look right at his dick as
they road alongside him on their bikes.  They would smile to
each other as his dick swayed from side to side.  He thought
about covering himself but didn't know who these girls were
and perhaps they would report him for playing with himself. 
He just continued on, letting it all hang out and even
quickening his pace to get away from the girls.

As hard as he tried, Tom reached the point where he just had
to stop and rest because of the pain in his shoulders and
feet.  He saw a large rock under a tree and sat on it while
he removed his pack and rubbed his feet.  The girls
continued on riding their bikes and Tom thought at least, he
was rid of them.

Resting felt so good, Tom wanted to sit on the rock forever.
He closed his eyes for just a second when he heard the
bicycle bell ring.  'You better hurry,' called one of the
girls, 'We just saw several boys who were naked and carrying
packs like yours, ahead of you.'

Tom jumped to his feet and started moving as quickly as he
could.  He knew what would happen if he were the last to
arrive back at the camp.  He put his pack on and started
jogging toward the camp completely ignoring the pain in his
feet.  Of course he was followed by the girls on their bikes
who continued to comment on his butt and ring their bells.

Tom hoped to see the other boys the girls reported as being
ahead of him but he saw no one.  He was fearful that the
other boys were outdistancing him and he tried as best he
could to catch up.  

Nearly exhausted to the point of collapse, he finally saw
the training camp.  He never saw the boys the girls reported
and felt certain they had reach the swimming pool before
him.

As Tom approached the camp the two girls pulled alongside
him and said, 'It was nice meeting you, we will see you
again on Saturday,' and they drove off on their bikes
laughing and giggling. 
 
Tom wondered who they were and why everyone kept referring
to Saturday as they were.  What was going to happen to him
on Saturday?

Tom opened the door to the building with the swimming pool
and stumbled inside.  'Here is one of our racers now,' he
heard someone yell.

Jean and Joan came running over to great him.  As they were
helping him off with his pack Joan told him, 'your the first
one back.'  Tom was in disbelief, he thought the other boys
had beat him.  Then it crossed his mind that the girls on
the bikes may have lied to him.


'Let's get you cleaned up said Joan,' as they led Tom to an
open shower.  They started to apply soap to his body as a
crowd of women began to gather around.  Tom showed no signs
of modesty as he let Jean and Joan wash even his most
private places.  The cool water felt good on his body and he
was happy with that.

Jean took a large bath towel and began to dry him as Joan
covered a large wooden pool side bench with a towel.   Tom
was led to the bench and told to lie on the towels.  Jean
straddled the bench and placed Toms head in her lap and
began to rub his chest and shoulders.  Frequently passing
over his nipples, with her soft hands.

Joan also straddled the bench and began to rub Toms feet. 
Her soft hands felt so smooth and soothing, he thought he
was in heaven.  He was laying on the soft warm towel on the
bench completely exposed, not even a hair to protect his
modesty, with these two girls rubbing his body.   

The burning in his feet and the pain in his shoulders were
now just a bad memory, but he had another problem.  He was
starting to erect.  He closed his eyes hoping this problem
would go away.  He dared not touch it or try to cover
himself.  

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the center of a
large crowd of women.  When he looked down, he saw that he
was as hard as he could be.  He had mixed emotions about
what he should do, so he did nothing but close his eyes,
realizing the spectacle he was putting on.  He heard one of
the women say, 'wow, wait till Saturday.'

Within the next hour and a half, all of the boys had reached
the pool.  Tom was declared the winner of the race, much to
his own disbelief.

Pat got everyone's attention when she called out. 'O.K.. 
It's time for the next event.  All of the exhausted boys got
to their feet disbelieving there would be another event
today when they were already so exhausted.

Pat announced the next event will be a 500-meter freestyle
swimming race.  All of the boys looked at each other when
they heard the distance of the race.  Harry asked, 'did you
say 500 meters?'

When asked if he had a problem of some sort, Harry just
replied 'No.'

All of the boys, barely recovered from their foot race,
lined up on the starting blocks at the pool.  Pat again
repeated her warning about doing their best.  Then she fired
her starting pistol and the race began.  

Tom led the field with his jump in start and continued to
lead the field for the first lap.  Tom was still in the lead
after the first turn and started to distance himself from
the other boys.  Even Pat was surprised when she saw the
time of his first lap.

As the race continued Tom further distanced himself from the
rest of the boys.  All of the trainers and their aides were
shouting words of encouragement to their charges.  None were
shouting louder than Jean and Joan.

Tom was determined to go as fast as his body would let him. 
He couldn't believe how nice his body felt swimming naked in
the pool.  He  never swam in a race like this while he was
naked.  His body just seemed to glide thru the water.  The
water seemed so refreshing around his balls and the crack of
his butt.  Tom wished he could swim naked like this all the
time.

As the race continued the distance between Tom and the other
boys became so large everyone thought he might lap Harry who
was in last place. 

With one lap to go, Tom tried to pour it on and give it
everything his body could muster.  When he reached the
finish line he heard loud cheers, primarily from Jean and
Joan who greeted him with a large towel.

Pat looked at her stop watch, and walked over to Ms. Drew
and looked at her stop watch.  Both ladies looked at each
other in astonishment.  Tom had just unofficially broken the
world record for the 500 meters by a full fifteen seconds.