Jim's 1st Day of Physical Education

I took my eyes off of John for a moment and looked over at the boys. It seemed that John had their undivided attention, since all of them were intently focused on him. None of them were laughing or talking with each other - or even smiling. They all had a solemn look of dread on their faces knowing that they would soon have to get under the showers. Jim and Dave were still hard. Jim looked like he was trying his best to ignore it, but I saw Dave occasionally brush his hand against his cock, trying to give it a little tug without anyone noticing. He wasn't trying to jack-off, but he was obviously aroused and felt the need for some skin-on-skin contact. And now as I scanned the other boys I saw that Tim, the other boy who was paddled, had a cock that was getting much thicker and longer.

"It looks like we have a horny group of boys in this class," I whispered to Sarah. "Just watching John is enough to get a few of them excited." Sarah turned toward the boys to see what I was talking about. She then looked back at me and grinned like a Cheshire cat.

"Once you're rinsed off," John continued, "it's time to use some soap, which is mounted here on the wall next to each shower. The fastest way to do this is to start at the top and work your way down." John stepped away from the shower head before dispensing a generous supply of soap into his hand. He immediately use it to wash his face, neck and shoulders before stepping back under the water to rinse it off. "If you start from the top down like I'm doing, you can wash part of your body and then immediately rinse it off." Getting more soap, he now lathered up his chest and abdomen, repeatedly running his hands up and down his entire torso. He then retrieved more soap and used it to thoroughly wash under his arms, taking turns raising each arm high above his head in the process. "Make sure you wash under your arms since that's always a sweaty and smelly spot," he said as he started rinsing the upper half of his body under the water.

John now turned his back toward us and began to wash his ass with another generous handful of soap. His slippery hands moved up and down the entire surface of his buttocks before sliding down his crack and all the way between his parted legs. Filling his hand with soap again, he turned around to face us again and began to wash his groin. Using both of his hands, he thoroughly spread the lather over his sex organs, pubic hair and upper thighs. "Make sure you do a good job washing your dick and balls," John said as he looked up at the boys. "If you don't keep this area clean and dry you're more likely to develop something nasty like jock itch. So don't be bashful - you really need to make sure you're clean down here." As John continued talking, he lifted his balls using both of his hands and rubbed his soapy fingers across the loose skin of his scrotum. Next he lifted his shaft with his left hand and used the fingers of his right hand to spread soap over the entire length of his member. "Make sure you wash all the way from the base to the very tip," he said as he wrapped the fingers of his right hand firmly around his shaft. He then stroked himself several times, slowly moving his fist from the base of his shaft to the head.

I turned to look at the boys again and saw that they still had a look of embarrassment and dread on their faces. If anything, their faces indicated that they were even more apprehensive now than just a few minutes ago. They seemed embarrassed to be standing there watching John as he showered in front of them. It was likely that most of them felt very uncomfortable watching him, having been taught that showering was a private activity. And they most certainly were uncomfortable watching another male as he showered, especially those boys that might start to feel aroused while doing so. One such boy was Tim who was trying to hide the fact that his cock had now grown to a full erection. Jim and Dave were both still hard, with Dave's left hand unsuccessfully trying to hide the fact that he was lightly stroking himself with his right hand.

"Now, one of you boys is uncut, isn't that right?" John asked as he continued to wash his genitals. None of the boys spoke up, including Michael the only uncircumcised boy in the class.

"It's Michael Brenner," I said after checking my class roster. I made sure to write a big "U" next to his name earlier.

"Michael, you need to make sure you skin it back when you're washing yourself," John said, "Since you have that extra piece of skin covering your dick, you can't get completely clean unless you pull back your foreskin. Understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Moore," Michael replied in an embarrassed voice.

"Finally, you need to wash your legs," John said as he bent over and applied more soap to the full length of both legs. Satisfied that he had washed his entire body, he one again got under the stream of warm water and rinsed off the remaining soap from his waist on down.

"And that's all there is to it," John said to the boys as he stepped out of the shower and into the drying area. I handed him a fresh white towel which he immediately opened and used to dry off his face and head. He then threw the towel over his shoulder, choosing to finish drying off after he got the boys started on their showers.

"Now, one more thing about drying off," he said to them. "Make sure you dry off top to bottom in that order. Dry your feet last to prevent spreading athlete's foot or anything else to other parts of your body."

"Any questions, boys?" John asked as he confidently stood nude and dripping wet in front of them. No one spoke up, so John walked over to the wall and opened a second valve which turned on another bank of four shower heads. These four were on the right side of the shower room opposite the ones that John just used.

"Now, boys, as you can see we have more than enough shower heads to handle the 17 of you," John continued. "But we've found that with a class this small, we really shouldn't need more than these first few. That saves a lot of water and helps to keep the costs down here at St. Bart's. You boys shouldn't have any problem doubling up under these eight shower heads. And if I did the math right, three of you will have to share one of the heads." There was some audible grumbling from the boys. They didn't like the idea of taking a shower in the first place. But now that they found out they would actually have to share one with another boy (or two), they really weren't happy.

"Go ahead boys, get in there, partner up and get clean," John ordered. Reluctantly, the boys ever so slowly walked into the shower room. As expected, the first eight boys into the shower each took a position under a different shower head. None of them doubled up. Now it got more interesting, as the rest of the boys were forced to double up at the same shower with another boy. Some seemed to just randomly walk up to a shower and begin to share it without any problem at all. Others timidly stood at the entrance to the shower room for a few seconds to survey their available options before choosing a partner.

The last boy to enter was Tim, still sporting his hard-on. Since all of the shower heads already had two boys under them, Tim could really choose to go anywhere he wanted. He choose the last shower head on the right side, which happened to already have Dave, one of the other erect boys, and Jake. I suppose if three of you had to share one shower head, it made sense to do it at one of the end locations since there was more elbow room. I saw that Jim was still hard and was sharing a shower with Andrew. Both Jim and Tim still had visible red marks where they were paddled. Andrew was the red-headed boy who originally refused to get undressed. And he happened to have the thickest and longest flaccid dick in the entire class, along with a big pair of low-hanging balls! It was interesting to compare Jim to Andrew since they both appeared to have a cock that was about the same length and girth. The only difference was that Jim was fully hard and Andrew was still flaccid. I wondered if Andrew was a grower or a shower and if he got much bigger when he was excited.

Now that the boys had begun their shower, John resumed the job of drying himself using the towel that was hanging over his shoulder. While he was busy with that, it was my turn to supervise the boys. I noticed that most of them still seemed very timid about sharing a shower head. Instead of getting close enough to get wet at the same time, they tended to keep their distance from each other and instead tried to take turns under the shower.

"Boys, you'll never finish in time if you stand around and wait for an invitation to get under the water," I said to them. "You should all be able to get under the shower at the same time - you just have to get closer. Sure, it's close quarters in there but that shouldn't be a big deal - you're all males and all have the same plumbing. Don't worry about getting up close and personal, or that you might touch each other. You're not invading their space - my god, you're just in a shower. If you really wanted to, you could even help your partner out by washing their back."

These boys were no different that every other new class that I see. When you finally get them into the shower, they don't want to get within 10 feet of each other. But what they don't realize is that's the real reason we only turned on eight shower heads. It's not about wasting water. We want to force them to overcome their preconceived notions of what's right and wrong - to get over their hang-ups about nudity and the fear of being close to another male - especially one that is nude. Real men don't worry about such things, and any of these boys that are heading into the military will need to deal with those feelings. It's my job to prepare them for that eventuality, and their preparation starts today.

John now finished drying off and joined Sarah and I again as we observed the boys. His towel was once again over his shoulder. I'm sure he was planning on showing the boys where to deposit their soiled towel when they finished.

"That was quite a demonstration, John," Sarah said to him with a smile.

"Oh, thanks," John replied. "I just hope the boys got something out of it."

"They seem to be following your instructions, so I'm sure they did," she said. "You didn't seem to be bashful or nervous at all when you did it. Personally, I would have been nervous if I had to do something like that for the girl's class."

"Sarah, you should know me well enough by now that bashful isn't a word that most people use to describe me."

"You're right about that," she said with a giggle. I watched as she looked down at John's nude body as she spoke.

As Sarah and John talked, I continued to monitor the boys. Most of them were making good progress and were now applying soap to the lower half of their young bodies. Some of them could be seen washing their buttocks, running their soapy hands up and down their cheeks and down their ass crack as John demonstrated. Others were already working on their front side applying soap to their boy parts. But some of them were making a superficial effort at best - quickly washing their private parts with a small dab of soap before moving on to wash their legs. Those boys seemed to be afraid to linger as they washed their privates, perhaps afraid of what might happen with too much stimulation. But others were taking their time - because they wanted to really get clean, or that washing their dick and balls was pleasurable for them.

One such group of boys was the threesome of Dave, Tim and Jake. Dave and Tim were already hard before they even began, so I knew that they would have an interesting time washing their genitals. If they weren't careful, they could easily get over stimulated and shoot their loads right there. As I watched them, it appeared that they were both making very slow and deliberate movements as they washed themselves. They were both facing the wall, trying to hide what they were doing from the rest of the boys. But from my vantage point I could clearly see them. Each of them had a hand tightly wrapped around their erect cock and were making movements that were unmistakably sexual. Jake was standing just to their right and was facing them - more or less with his back to us. He seemed to be looking down and watching what they were doing. From my location I saw glimpses of his soapy hand moving back and forth along the full length of his cock, which now also appeared to be hard. It seemed that these three boys were intent on jacking off during their first group shower! Personally, I didn't have a problem with that. They needed to have some kind of release before their erections would go down, and it was actually a pretty good natural solution to their problem. And it certainly wouldn't be the first time this happened. I'd bet that on any given day there are one or two boys in each class that succeed in completing the same deed in this very shower. They just have to be inconspicuous about it and not attract too much attention. And they also need to use a lot of soapy lather to mask their sticky cum. If these three are careful, none of the other boys will ever know what they are now doing.

"Have you noticed what our threesome is up to?" I whispered to John and Sarah. They both took a look and smiled back at me.

"It didn't take them very long to get comfortable in the shower," John whispered to us. "Should we call them out about it?"

"I don't see the need," I answered. "Let them be boys and just do what comes naturally." As we watched them, the three boys continued to work their hands up and down the entire length of their young shafts. Soon we heard loud talking and laughter from the three of them, signaling that one or more of them had probably just ejaculated. It looked like Tim and Jake were still stroking their cocks so it must have been Dave that finished himself off. In short order we heard more loud sounds and laughter from the threesome as Tim and Jake stopped stroking themselves. The three of them had all apparently finished their little deed.

I noticed that Michael, our uncircumcised boy was now washing his genitals. He appeared to be soaping up his dick and balls but I didn't see him actually retract his foreskin.

"Michael," I yelled to him, "did you peel back your foreskin yet?"

"No, Miss Evans," said a timid voice from the shower.

"Well, do it now while you're washing that area. You're not really clean unless you do." I watched as Michael gently pulled back his foreskin with his left hand, and then soaped up his exposed shaft with his right. I noticed that several of the other boys around him turned to watch as he exposed his bare shaft. For most of them, this may have been the very first time they had seen an uncircumcised male.

I now turned my attention to the shower with Jim and Andrew. Jim was still hard, and had been since before he was paddled. I thought to myself that if that boy has that much endurance during the sex act, he'll make some girl very happy. Or maybe even some boy. Based on the way he's been aroused for so long around these other boys, I'm still not convinced which team he plays on. And he probably doesn't know either. Maybe both. As I watched, he ran his soapy hands down and around his entire groin, moving them over his balls and upper thighs and then back and forth over the length of his firm cock. I thought about telling him to go for it, to stroke himself to completion right there. After all, he had been through a lot today and he was probably aching to get off. But I didn't say anything since that wouldn't be appropriate. If these boys decided on their own to jack off, well, that was one thing. But I certainly wasn't going to encourage it.

Andrew on the other hand was a big disappointment. The boy with by far the largest member in the entire class was still completely flaccid. He was busy using a generous handful of soap to wash his genitals. At one point he lifted up his massive dick just to get it out of the way of washing his loose low-hanging balls. Then while it was in his hand, he applied soap to it and stroked it several times all the way from base to tip. And the result of all of that attention? Nothing, nothing at all. The one boy that I really wanted to see hard wasn't. The boys P.E. classes are always full of surprises.

"Alright boys," I yelled to them after looking at my watch. "You need to be finishing up now. As soon as you're rinsed off you can come out and get a towel. After you dry off you'll wait here until everyone has finished. Then we'll all go back to the lockers together."

Boys slowly began to emerge from the shower and step into the drying area, their bodies completely soaked and dripping with water. Just as was the case with John, any body hair that a boy had was now flattened against his body, making him appear almost hairless and younger than his actual age. Of course if a boy had dark pubic hair, it was still visible and actually drew more attention to his genitals. But boys with very light or thin pubic hair now appeared almost bald and prepubescent. One such boy was the red-haired Andrew. As he stepped out of the shower soaking wet, his massive dick and balls appeared to be bald, which made them look even larger.

John handed each boy a clean white towel as they stepped into the drying area. They then moved to the right side of the room to dry off. Some of them immediately turned their backs to the wall and made sure that no one was behind them. I suspect those boys still felt uncomfortable around the others and didn't want anyone watching them, especially from behind, as they bent over to dry themselves. But a few of the boys didn't really care what position they were in or who saw them. They stood in the middle of the drying area and bent over in front of us without any hesitation. The three adults in the room watched as those boys exposed their most private parts to us one last time today.

As Jim stepped into the drying area, I immediately saw that his erection had finally subsided. He wasn't completely flaccid since he was still thicker and longer than when I first remember seeing him. But he wasn't hard and sticking straight out from his body either. He must have decided to just go for it and stroke himself until he got off. I'm sorry that I missed that, but good for him.

One of the last groups of boys to exit the shower was the trio of Dave, Tim and Jake. As they stepped into the drying area to receive towels, it was clear that they all had a good sexual release. Their cocks were still long and fairly thick, but they were no longer hard. Dave's scrotum was still pulled up tight against his body, making it impossible to even detect that he had any balls. In contrast, Tim and Jake both had a loose and relaxed scrotum which allowed their balls to dangle loosely between their legs.

"When you're completely dry," John continued, "you can go ahead and deposit your towel in this hamper." As he spoke, John took his towel off of his shoulder and threw it into the hamper. Several of the boys followed suit and deposited their towels, leaving them without any covering at all.

"Come on, boys," John said, "get those towels in here. We're not leaving until everyone has dried off and all used towels are in here." A fairly large percentage of the boys had wrapped their towels around their waist in an effort to cover up after their shower. After John's prodding, they walked up to the hamper, reluctantly removed the towel from around their body and deposited it. As we continued to watch, the number of nude boys once again began to outnumber those that were covered. After depositing their towels, most of the boys walked toward the back of the drying area, probably in an attempt to avoid being the center of attention.