Date: Fri, 24 Aug 2018 17:27:06 +0000 From: Master Subject: Full Male Service Part 3 Feedback is welcome at office435@zoho.com. Please don't forget to support Nifty. The following story is one of a series of writings of fantasy. It is fantasy because do the characters involved, who seem to live in TV advert happy family land, exist? The world would be a better place if it did! Surely sexual consensual relationships between adults and children, and between children, do happen in the real world. However, if discovered, the price for the individuals, whatever their age, makes their lives not worth living in today's world. So in theory, don't try to emulate the stories and the rest goes without saying. This story is all fiction. All names, locations, and places are made up. The content of the story is created by the fervent activity of my mind. Down below abuse (FMS03) "Stop right there!" Miles heard a girl shout at him from behind his back as he was walking between two buildings at lunch break. It wasn't a voice he recognised so he turned round to see who it was demanding him to stop. Indeed, he didn't recognise the two girls, as being in a school of over a thousand students it wasn't possible to. He guessed they were Year 9's (he was in Year 7), because of their height, but both girls were heavily built and not to be messed with. The girl who had commanded him to stop came up to Miles and pushed him up against the wall of the building he had just turned the corner of. Miles was taken by surprise by the girl's actions as he had never experienced any bullying in Kingston Academy. The Academy was one of only a few schools that appeared to handle bullying properly and prompted healthy relationships between everybody at the school from cleaners to Senior Leadership Team. Hence the school deserved its national education inspection agency's rating of excellent. "You're coming with us," and the girl pushed her victim to an unlocked external storage cupboard that was by chance 3' away. "Get inside," the girl commanded, as she turned pressed the switch just inside to turn the cupboard light on. The second of the two girls didn't say a thing and appeared to be subservient to her mate. Miles was desperately trying to find a way out of the desperate situation he appeared to be. However, he recognised that being as slim built as he was, there was no chance of getting past his captors. The first girl backed Miles up against a rack of cleaning materials. "What's your name?" "Miles," "Miles what?" "Miles Graham." "Right Miles Graham, 1st year nothing, do you know what you've done to upset me today?" "No, I don't know you, can't remember seeing you before." "You should. In our house team assembly today, you looked up my skirt because you were sat on the floor like year 7's do, and I was on a chair because me and my friend are year 9's and get the privilege of sitting on chairs. I saw the look on your face when you saw my knickers." "Never did," Miles responded, "You're mistaking me for somebody else." "Don't think so, right Karley?" Now Miles knew the name of the second girl but was yet to find out the name of the main protagonist, but in the next second he did." "Thanks Laney," now he knows my name." "Are you thick or what," now he knows both our names." "Laney and Karley, can't we just forget this ever happened and we go our separate ways?" "No chance, you're going to pay the price, pervert," Laney determined. "But it wasn't me!" Miles protested. "It's no good protesting as Laney told her mate to close the cupboard door, and stood right in front of Miles cutting off his escape. Miles felt a hand on his trouser button "No way are you doing that!" "Yes I am, it's your punishment," Laney said, "Hold him Karley." Karley moved from the door and pinned Miles wrists to the shelving behind him. Laney then took out a couple of big cable ties from her pocket and used them to secure Miles's wrists to the shelve uprights. "You'll pay for this!" Miles exclaimed. Now he couldn't even scream for help as Laney partially stuffed a handkerchief in the boy's mouth. All he could do was stare at his protagonists with his eyes. "Now let's see what colour your underwear is because you've seen mine," Laney said. With that she popped the trouser button through its hole then pulled down the zipper, before spreading the trousers open for both her and her friend to see Miles's underwear. "Nice," she said, "A lovely shade of bright green pants, just what a boy should wear to turn his girlfriend on." Miles's face turned bright red and half expected his assailant to not stop with seeing his underwear but to want to see his genitals too. Instead, Laney grasped hold of them through the green material and pulled on them whilst at the same time squeezed them firmly in her hand for what seemed like an eternity. She wasn't interested in seeing his genitals because she didn't want to touch them directly, only to use the boy's underpants as a barrier to keep her hand clean. Miles's cried out in pain as he felt pressure being pushed up inside him. "Stop pleeeeease you're hurting me!" he managed to blurt out after the improvised gag in his mouth fell out. "Now, you've had your lesson and if you dare tell anyone, it will be much worse next time." With that, she cut the cable ties holding Miles and taking her friend with her, left the cupboard. Miles cried for a moment with the pain in his groin whilst fastening his trousers up again. Pulling himself together and wiping the tears from his face he too left the cupboard. Later that evening after returning home, and whilst waiting for his parents to serve dinner, Jake wanted entertaining so decided to roughhouse with his brother. For some reason, Miles's didn't display his usual enthusiasm for having fun with his brother, but nevertheless went ahead not wanting to disappoint him. Which was fine until Jake accidentally kneed Miles in the groin. "Fuck!" screamed Miles and thumped his brother hard in the chest with his fist. Immediately everything came to a halt in the household. The use of the "F" word was banned in the Graham household and if it was ever used, then both boys knew the punishment was severe. "Miles! You know better than to use that word in this house," John, Miles's father, shouted at him, both in surprise and anger. "Sorry dad, sorry, I didn't mean to," Miles responded dreading the consequence of the involuntary use of the "F" word. "So why did you use it and why did you hit your brother? It's just not like you." "Jake kneed my genitals." "It was an accident, I didn't intend to, I slipped," Jake tried to explain with tears forming in his eyes. Not so much the physical pain, but that his brother who had never ever hit him so hard before, had now. The pain in Miles's lower region became too much and he too, involuntarily, shed tears of pain as he cradled his boy bits in his right hand. John looked across at his wife, Marilyn, and both of them knew that something was really wrong to have both their boys in tears at the same time. He approached Miles whilst Marilyn went to Jake's aid. Wrapping the boy in his arms, he held him tight whilst the tears subsided. "Dad, don't hold me too tight, I'm hurting badly," Miles spoke softly. "What's going on down there? Puberty may be annoying but it doesn't usually cause pain. I think we need to check, don't you?" Miles nodded his head and unfastened his trousers and allowed them to fall to his ankles. School trousers were not tight fitting like boy jeans were. For the second time today, his bright green boxer briefs were now on display to all and sundry. Unashamedly, which was unusual for a just turned thirteen-year old, he pushed the briefs down as well. After all his family were well used to seeing each other naked. John knelt down to look at his son's genitals and was shocked to see how swollen and bruised his scrotum was. "Miles, you need to tell me what happened at school today. Jake accidentally kneeing you is not enough to cause that much damage. Marilyn, you'd better take a look." Miles's mother was a specialist paediatric urologist so was the expert right on hand. She left Jake's side to kneel in front of her older son, and looked directly at his scrotum which was showing signs of being badly mistreated. "That's serious swelling Miles. Who assaulted you today? We need to get this recorded at the hospital and reported at school." Miles this time really broke down in tears as he remembered the incident earlier in the day. Finally, he managed to tell his parents what had happened. "I'm sorry Miles but we will have to get the police involved because that is sexual assault," his mum said. "I'll take you down to the hospital straight away and we can set the processes going from there." "But mum, this is going to be highly embarrassing, do I have to?" "Yes you do, because I want you to be brave, because you might the first one to expose what may have been going on if other boys have had this done to them. It could be serious enough to cause long term damage by the testis's not being able to produce good sperm and all that means." "I suppose that is true," Miles replied reluctantly. "I suggest you put some looser clothes on because the briefs you're wearing may make you uncomfortable if the swelling continues to develop. Jake, do your brother a favour and fetch the white boxer shorts Nicholas swapped with Miles the other week, and a pair of sweatpants." Jake did as he was asked and fetched the underwear from Miles's pants and socks drawer of his brother's dresser unit. The boxers hadn't been washed but simply stored away after the boy's previous underwear swapping session. Miles kicked off his school trousers and green boxer briefs and replaced them with the boxer shorts and grey sweatpants." "Mmm, these are so loose I hope I don't get an erection `cause everybody will see it!" "Oh yes, Miles, sorry one other thing, leave off the masturbating until your testicles have fully recovered. Don't want to put any undue strain on them." Marilyn instructed. "Mum! There's no other boy in the whole world that would have his mum tell him to his face not to masturbate," Miles exclaimed. All four of the family got in the Range Rover as John and Marilyn had decided to treat their boy's to a McDonalds after the hospital visit. John dropped Marilyn and Miles off at the A & E entrance, and went off to the nearest Tesco to do some shopping with Jake. Marilyn greeted the staff on Reception who said they were surprised to see her off duty. She asked to speak to the charge nurse on duty so she could expedite seeing their visit and reduce Miles's embarrassment levels. The charge nurse knew Marilyn well so managed to pull some strings, not that for once the department was that busy. They were shown to a side room in the children's area of A & E were they waited for a paediatric doctor to arrive. "Sorry Miles. I can't treat you myself as your family and need a somebody independent, but I will guide them to make sure they do the right thing," Marilyn explained. "Especially where the authorities will get involved." "I know mum; just want to get this over as soon as possible." A young male doctor who looked as though he wasn't long out of med school knocked and entered. Miles thought to himself at least if he was going to have to expose himself to somebody he didn't know, a young boyish looking male would be the best he could hope for. What he didn't know was that his mum had asked for this particular junior doctor so that it would distract Miles from his embarrassment. It also meant that the doctor knowing Marilyn was a consultant would give ground to her. "Hello Miles, I'm Dr Aiden. So what can I do for you this evening when you'd rather be on your Xbox?" Aiden asked. Aiden was actually quite glad to see a younger patient whilst on his duty, and especially as beautiful as the one before his eyes. Slimly built, dark hair, average height, and from the timbre of his voice, in the early stages of puberty. Dressed in grey sweat bottoms, a black tee shirt and a blue lightweight fleece, he made for a stunning young man, in the doctor's eyes. That opening question got Miles and the doctor off to a good rapport. Miles explained what had happened to him earlier in school in the afternoon as Aiden took notes. "Ouch, that was a very unpleasant thing to be done to you," Aiden commented when Miles finished recounting the events that caused him to be in front of this handsome doctor. "What we need to do then is to check your boy bits, would that be okay?" Miles liked the way the doctor referred to his genitals. "Like your mum, I've seen the parts of boys nobody else is supposed to see and I doubt that you'll be much different from them. Please lie down on the bed for me." Aiden said trying to make the experience as comfortable as possible for the very likeable boy. Miles did as he was asked and stretched himself out carefully on the trolley. "Please push your sweatpants and underwear down," were the words that Miles was not wanting to hear, but needless to say it had to be done. As he was doing so Dr Aiden pulled on some rubber gloves. "Sorry about my underwear they're not very nice but mum told me to wear something loose fitting," Miles felt it necessary to explain, to him at least, the very boring white boxer shorts. "Don't worry, I've seen a lot worse, believe me!" was Aiden's response, "and very sensible advice from your mum." Miles's gentiles were now on view in front of the doctor and his mother. His penis was starting to grow and wasn't quite as thin as it used to be. Black wispy hair was starting to cover his pubic mound again after he had shaved them for his father's benefit when he gave him his virginity. "Sorry Miles, I'm going to have to take some video of your genitals should there be a need for evidence to support your case against your assailants." "Oh great," Miles groaned. The doctor produced a camera and began to film the boy, starting at his head then moving down his body to his never regions, which he zoomed in on. Having finished the video evidence Aiden said "Miles, I'm just going to check your penis first for any damage, and please don't worry if it starts to stiffen up," Aiden reassured his patient. That was an open invitation for it to do just that as a pair of gloved hands began to check its length for any damage. "Ah, you've got something to be proud of there, young man," was a very good way of putting his patient at ease. Aiden confirmed that there was no damage including underneath his foreskin, which he pulled back to check the glans. Then went on to gently as he could to feel Miles's testicles. He rolled first the left testicle between his thumb and forefinger then the right. The testicles weren't that big yet and were still, thankfully, intact, but somewhat enlarged due to swelling. Ah, the joy for a doctor of being legitimately to feel a boy's bits!" "You're okay Miles, no damage outward damage that I can find, however there is one more check that needs to be done." "Thank goodness for that," Miles responded, "what's the next check?" "You can pull your boring boxers and sweatpants up and stand up." Relieved at being able to cover up again and get off the couch, Miles did just that and his erection began to subside. Reaching for a large test tube, Aiden explained, "I need you to urinate into this tube so that I can check there is no internal damage such a ruptured blood vessel. However, I need to watch your pee as it comes out to measure the flow." "I've never peed in front of anybody since I was a toddler!" Miles exclaimed. "Well, it's a natural function everybody does so nothing to be embarrassed about." "No, I know, but it's just that I'm thirteen now and peeing in front of adults is, well, weird." "Come on Miles," his mum encouraged, "you can do it. Do you need help?" "It's okay, Mum, I'd rather do it without any help." Miles, took the tube and pulled down the front of his sweatpants and boxers to pull out his penis, and tucked them underneath his balls. Pulling his foreskin back, he told his body to urinate into the tube, which he held an inch or so in front of him. For what seemed an age, his bladder seemed to refuse to co-operate to empty its self. Eventually, however his flow began leaving his pee slit at a normal flow rate. The stream was a natural colour and not contaminated. "Okay, you can stop now," Aiden requested as he had seen enough evidence to see that there was no internal damage. Miles told his body to cease urinating and asked for some tissue to clean his glans before letting his foreskin slip back into place. Pulling his boxers and sweatpants back into place he asked if there were any more tests, to which the response was negative. "You're done," Aiden confirmed, "thanks for being so co-operative. I suggest what you do is when you get home, lie down and put an ice pack on your genitals to take the swelling down. Oh yes, and no masturbating for a week." "What, you're as bad as my mum!" "Well, she is the expert around here. So much more than I am." So Miles and his mum were sent on their way, both very much relieved that there was no permanent damage. As Marilyn, Miles's mum, said to him, she wanted grand-children some years in the future but not quite yet. "So you want me to put my penis in a girl's vagina then?" he teased his mum. "If you want to put it so bluntly, then yes of course!" "Do you think it's long enough?" "I've seen enough of your penis to know that it is perfectly long enough." "Mmm, can I try it out on you first before I do it on a girl?" "Miles Graham, you are an absolute tease, but that last comment could well cause me to do some damage to you like tying off your tubes!" "Then you definitely won't get any grand-children!" "Okay, okay, I think that's the end of that conversation!" Miles winced a bit as he eased himself out of his dad's Range Rover as he forgot to be careful with being distracted by the silly conservation he had just been having with his mother. At least it brought some humour into a difficult day. "Go and lie down on the sofa and I will give you an ice pack," Marilyn instructed her son. "No chores for me tonight then!" "For one night only," Marilyn answered. Miles laid down on the sofa and pulled down his sweatpants and white boxers ready for the ice pack to be applied to his bruised testicles. "Don't put the pack directly on you or you'll add freeze burn to the bruising," Marilyn laughed. "Ah, thanks mum, you're so funny tonight, your patient manners are suffering!" retorted Miles sarcastically. "So, the invalide is not quite such an invalide as I can see he still has his balls," dad joined in the conversation. "What is it with my parents today. You're both off the wall!" Marilyn gave her son a tea towel to wrap the ice pack in then he gingerly placed it on his now not so privates. "No chance of an erection then with this on me," Miles reacted. "No doubt on that one Miles. One other thing Miles. Jake needs some recompense for you punching him in the chest," John said. "What recompense would you like Jake?" "He could masturbate me `cause he can't do himself," Jake replied. "Is that okay with you Miles?" "Fine by me," Miles responded, "come here Jake." Miles propped himself up against the arm of the sofa whilst keeping the ice pack in place. Jake went to stand in front of his brother so that his grey school trouser covered crotch was just at the right height for his brother's attention. Miles reached out and pulled down Jake's trouser zip and then unbuttoned the waistband. He then opened up the trousers to reveal Jake's black and orange stripped stretch boxer briefs. "Very nice underpants," Miles complimented his brother for his choice of underwear. "Thanks, they're just a bit different from what other boy's wear," Jake responded. "Oh, and how do you know?" "Cause when I see them change sometimes after football practice. Lots of boys just wear black boxers and they're very boring." "So, are you going to let me see that beautiful foreskin of yours, then?" "You're only jealous yours isn't as long as mine," Jake responded by pulling his briefs down and giving his brother a full on view of his genitals. The puckered end of the foreskin extended a good way beyond the glans beneath it. Miles reached out his right hand and wrapped it around his brother's soft penis and began to pleasure it. "Mmm, that feels so good." It didn't take long for Jake's pencil thin member to stiffen. Miles rubbed his hand up and down the shaft then twisted it so that it went over the top of the glans. After a while Jake began to dry orgasm, his erection twitched, and his body quivered as sexual satisfaction engulfed him. He slumped to the floor as he came down from the orgasm and weakness overtook him. "Thanks Miles, that was awesome!" "Time for bed boy's," John instructed his sons as he came back into the lounge. "I see Jake has had his compensation." "He has, and I think it was satisfactory, Jake?" "Yeah, thanks brother," Jake confirmed as he dumped his trousers and briefs off his legs so that he could head upstairs. "Sorry Miles's, as much as I'd like to carry you upstairs, I don't want to risk my back," John commented. "It's okay dad, I'll manage," Miles replied as he collected his clothes and headed for bed. As usual, John and Marilyn popped into their son's bedrooms to wish them a good night's sleep. In Miles's room, both of them reassured him that if he had any nightmares after the day's events, that they were there for him and not hesitate to wake them if necessary. Thankfully, he did sleep all through the night, but woke concerned as to how the previous day's events would be handled by the school and authorities. Over breakfast, the family did all they could to encourage Miles, and John that between him and Marilyn, one of them would be ready to come into school. However, the most important decision was if Miles wanted his assailants to be charged. That if the assault did go to court, he would have to testify and evidence presented including the video taken at the hospital. During the morning, plain clothes police came to the school to begin the process of finding out what happened the previous day. The hospital had done that which was required of them and contacted the local police. John made it to the school to be alongside his older son as he gave a statement to the two police officers. The school headmaster was permitted to sit in on the interview so that Miles wouldn't have to repeat the story again. Once the interview was over, Miles was complimented on his detailed retelling of the incident when it must have caused him so much embarrassment, excused, and allowed to return to his class. The head teacher and the two police officers discussed how to handle the situation, as they all thought it was more than possible other boys had also been assaulted in the same ways as Miles. They did think it likely that boys only younger than the girls themselves would have been targeted. The parents of the two girl assailants were called by the school and arrangements were made for them to be interviewed at the local police station under caution. The lead protagonist was very deceptive in her answers, whilst her assistant being of weaker disposition gave up the truth and disclosed that they had played the same trick on five other boys. It turned out that the motive was sexual as the older girl wanted to handle boy's bits and have power over boys, but obviously no boy was going to allow a bully girl anywhere near them voluntarily. However, she refused to give up or refused to remember the names of the boys she had assaulted. It was down to the headmaster to make arrangements for the boys of the lower level years to be spoken to and asked to come forward. To cut a long story short, six boys were brave enough to come forward and admit they too had been assaulted but it turned out it was Miles who received the worst treatment. None of the boys, including Miles were willing to go court, which everybody involved agreed though not ideal was understandable. The parents of the boys respected their son's wishes. As for the two girl's they were both expelled with immediate effect and let off with a police caution which would lie on file until they were eighteen. It was also suggested that they receive counselling though as they were not being charged it couldn't be made compulsory. Miles's boy bits took a week to full recover, after which he was allowed to masturbate again. Of course the first time he did so, the ecstasy having had a week of enforced abstinence was out of this world. The sticky white cum his healed body produced ejected with such force it landed between his nipples. Needless to say that brought a very happy ending to a painful episode in his young life.