FOUNDER'S SCHOOL FOR BOYS
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Sorry guys, this chapter is a little shorter than usual. You guys were inundating me with emails wanting to know what was happening with this Brian and the "Cunt Cleaning Room". I like it and that will open me up for the rest of the evenings events.
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Chapter 7
Brian Gets Cleaned Up
I looked at the sign above the door Tyler was showing me. "Cunt Cleaning room" I looked at Tyler and asked, "What's a Cunt Cleaning Room?"
Tyler smiled and opened the door. Inside it looked kind of weird. The whole thing was tiled floor to ceiling and looked like a big shower room. There are toilets along one wall with knobs over them, otherwise they looked like regular toilets without stalls. Directly in front of them were these strange looking tables. They were flat, about four feet long and three feet wide. There were two holes in the center, one was about half as wide as the table and went from the foot to about halfway up, the other was just an oval hole at the top. Below the top hole, there was a handles on each side that almost looked like handlebars from a bike with the grips on them.
At the foot of the table there were these, I don't know what you'd call them, maybe leg holders. If you have ever seen one of those massage chairs in the mall, it looks like the things you put your legs into. Above that hanging from the ceiling where these hooks where these red bags were attached. Each bag had a hose attached to it hanging down over the foot of the table. Each hose had a different end on it, some of the ends were just a thin tube, while others were different sizes and looked like man's cocks.
I felt Tyler put his hand on my back, "Brian, Cboys take pride in always being clean inside and out. We expect you to take showers, wash your body, wash your hair, brush your teeth, and it is most important that you keep your cunt clean a fresh. You will be expected to have your cunt cleaned twice a day. Once in the morning and before any dates. I doesn't matter if he is just taking you to a movie, or if he is only on the schedule for a blow job, your duty is to be prepared to take care of a man on a moment's notice."
I am not going to lie; this room scares me a little. "Tyler, I don't know how to clean my cunt, I have never had to do it before."
"That's ok, most boys your age wouldn't, unless they are Crossman. Crossman boys were getting their cunts cleaned before they could walk. You won't need to do anything except lay there and keep your cunt closed. You are not allowed to do your own cleaning. I will me doing it for you most of the time, but if I am not around you can always ask one of the other older guys to do it. Let's get you up on the table."
Tyler helped me position myself on the table pushing a button that brought the height down so I could bend at the waist with my feet on the floor. He chose the table at the end were the hose end was thinnest. He showed me how to put my face in the smaller hole at the top of the table, and my stomach fit in the hole at the foot. "Tyler, um... I understand the hole for my face, but why my stomach?"
"I will show you here in a little bit."
He had me put my hands on the handles under my face, and then he pushed my legs in the thing at the bottom. I heard a motor sound and three things happened. First, the table rose up, so my feet were not on the floor. Second he tilted the table forward a little, so my head was going down, but my butt stayed at the same height. Third, my legs started to spread apart, opening my butt up so my cunt was in clear view.
I was nervous about the cunt cleaning right up until the door opened and I saw a pair of men's shoes standing there. I looked up to see the Headmaster standing there with a paddle in is hand.
He was smiling, but mostly what I saw was the paddle. "I am sorry to interrupt boys, but Brian here owes me a debt. Brian, punishments are rare here at FSB. I don't like giving them out, and although your actions may have improved some lives here, your debt still has to be paid. It is very important that all the boys know what will happen if the rules are broken, just because this time the outcome was favorable, does not change the fact that you broke one of our most important rules. The first offence will be ten on the bottom here in the privacy of this room with only the three of us to witness it. After this any punishments will happen with all of your brothers watching. Do you understand why this has to happen?"
I was so scared that I was having a hard time forming words. "Y... Yes sssiir, because I broke the rules and handled my problems with my fists instead of my words."
"Very good Brian, that's exactly right. Now, here is what is going to happen. You are going to stay still no matter how much you want to move. I am going to be paddling you ten times, and then your debt is paid, and I won't ever bring it up again, unless it happens again."
I didn't want him to do it, I have never been spanked before, so I was not sure how I was going to handle it. However, my dad told me and my brother many times, that a man always pays his debts. So, I maned or in this case boyed up, took a deep breath and said, "I am ready Sir"
He moved to the foot of the table and off to the side. Tyler came over and leaned over my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, "I know you are scared, but let's get this done, so we can move on. I am here to help you through it."
I heard the paddle hit flesh a second before I felt it on my right butt cheek. I was letting out a scream as the second hit landed on my left cheek. He was hitting me so hard; I could feel it through my whole body. That is how it happened with five hard smacks on both cheeks. I could not believe how much it hurt. I was crying so hard I could hardly catch my breath. I can't believe that there are people in this world that like that. I felt the table tilt back up and the leg holders close.
Tyler helped me up to the standing position. I was facing the Headmaster with tears rolling down my face. Tyler whispered in my ear again, "Tell him how sorry you are, and how you will never do it again."
I remembered a military school movie where this happened, I looked at the Headmaster and through the tears and pain I said, "Sir, I am so sorry for you having to correct my actions. I will work hard to make sure that it never happens again."
"Thank you Brian. I have no doubt that we will never find ourselves in this position again. I am sorry that this had to happen on your first day. You have gone through a lot today, and I could have put this off for a day or two, but I wanted you to concentrate on moving forward. I didn't want this to be hanging over your head." He then turned and left the room.
Tyler got a serious look on his face, "You know you deserved that right?"
Still crying and rubbing my butt I said, "I guess, but did he have to hit me so hard? I helped all those kids by kicking Kyles butt."
"Yes, you did, but let me ask you something. Paul told me that in the Headmasters office that day, you were worried that you might not be able to keep your word, not to get into fights, right?"
"Yes, sometimes I get so mad that I can't control it?"
"So, it is a matter of getting control of your anger?" I nodded. "Do you think that you might work harder to control your anger now that you know the consequences?"
I was still crying a little and rubbing my butt, when the question Tyler just asked me sank in. "Oh boy am I going to work hard, I don't want another one of those."
"Remember, next time it will be in front of the whole house. He was right though you have gone through a lot today. Are you sure that you want to have that date tonight? Maybe you should put it off till tomorrow."
"No, please Tyler. I am ok, I really want to go on my date." I was still in a lot of pain, but I stood as tall as I could for a short guy.
"Ok, if you are sure. Let's get you back on the table and get you cleaned out." I climbed back on the table and positioned myself like Tyler had me before. I heard the motors running and the table rose, tilted and my legs spread wide. It hurt a lot when my legs spread.
Tyler started some water running in a sink, came over and took the red bag off the hook. He put it on a hook in the sink so it would fill up, and he closed a valve on the hose. He added some soap I guess to the water. When it was full he brought it back and hung it on the hook.
"Since this is the first time you are having you cunt cleaned, I will go over what I will be doing. I filled the bag with warm water and a special soap designed to make all the nasties come out. I will put some lube on the tube and your cunt so as not to hurt you going in. Here is where the hard part comes in. The water in that bag is enough to fill you up. It may feel like you are going to burst, but there is no chance of that happening. Once the bag is empty, you will squeeze your cunt tight with all your might, holding all the water in. You are required to keep it in for five minutes. Once the time is up I will help you off the table where you will back up to the toilet and let go. This has to happen three times minimum, but as many at it takes to come out clear. Any questions?"
"No, I can't think of any."
"I know your butt hurts, and I am sorry, this won't make it feel any better. Here we go."
I felt Tyler rub some lube on my cunt and then insert the tube in. I didn't feel any pain or discomfort until he released the valve. I could feel the water filling me up. At first it was not so bad, but as the pressure started to build, I started getting painful cramps. "Tyler, can you stop, it is really starting to hurt."
"I am sorry about that, but you have to finish the whole bag before I can stop it. Just concentrate on keeping your cunt tight and not letting any water out."
I looked over my shoulder at the bag and it only looked half empty, I had no idea how I was going to finish up. Finally, Tyler said, "The first one is done. Now just hold it in for five minutes.' He tilted the table more, so my head went a little lower.
He sat on one of those roller chairs like the Doctor had and came up to the head of the table. He put a mirror under my face and adjusted it so I could see my belly. I was more than fat, I was pregnant. Panicking I screamed. "What did you do to me, I am fatter than before, help me."
He pulled the mirror away, stood up and leaned over my shoulders to talk in my ear, "Brian, calm down. If you get upset you will lose control and the water will come shooting out. That is why the hole is there, so you don't have more pressure on your belly. It is ok, when you evacuate your bowels, your belly will shrink right up. Now just relax and answer this very important question. So, Brian, have you ever kissed a boy?" He was blowing in my ear and sending chills down my body.
I looked at him not sure why he was asking me this while I am trying to keep for exploding. "Sure, I kiss Donny all the time, and even kissed Timmy on the cheek."
"Ok, but have you ever kissed another boy on the lips, and even used your tongue?"
I was in pain and now he was trying to embarrass me. "No, boys don't kiss like that, only mommy's and daddy's kiss like that."
"Sorry, all the boys in this house kiss like that. You see Brian, we are not allowed to have sex with each other, only men, but we can kiss and hug as much as we want. Using your tongue is called French kissing, and we do that a lot around here. That is one of Timmy's favorite things to do. In fact, he and I do it for a while before bed."
"Really, Timmy likes to do that?"
"Yes, we all love it. We are brothers, and any arguments between the boys will be settled, kissed, and hugged out before bed. It's a house rule that we live by."
Just then a big cramp hit me, and I cried out. "Please Tyler it hurts bad, I can't wait five minutes."
He laughed and said, "You already did." We was pushing the buttons and bringing the table back to the start position. "Keep squeezing that cunt tight. I am going to help you up, then back you right up to the toilet."
He helped me stand, but I could feel some of it leak down my leg. He helped me sit on the toilet which really hurt after that spanking, and everything came out. It sounded like a bathtub tap was on, and the smell, oh man the smell. Tyler flipped a switch that turned on a powerful fan. That helped with the smell and he flushed the toilet.
"I am sorry it smells so bad." I said with embarrassment written all over my face.
"Don't worry about it. You think that is bad, wait till you are in here with the other boys at the same time. You have never had a cunt cleaning before, so you have a lot of poop built up on the walls of your colin. After a few days, it won't be so bad. You empty?"
"I think so."
"Ok, now stay still and don't jump." He said and he turned a knob on the wall. I did actually jump when I felt the cold water hit a sore backside. He had his hand on my shoulder keeping me from standing. "Let it happen, it should help with the sore butt."
"What is happening?"
"That my brother is a cunt/butt washer. Regular people call it a bidet. It cleans you up, so you are not all poopy for your next one."
"Do I really have to have another? I feel like I am super clean back there." I said giving him my sweetest puppy dog smile.
"No, you don't have to have another one." I couldn't believe it worked. "You have to have two more." He said laughing. "I'll tell you what I will do though, once your time starts, if you want, I will teach you how to kiss."
All I could think was SCORE!!! "Well I guess that would be ok. I should learn how to do it, right?"
Tyler laughed. "Brian, we just met today, but I can tell that you were thinking how great kissing would be, but you didn't want me to know how excited you were about it."
I am surprised that my jaw didn't hit the toilet. "How could you know that."
"Little bro, you are a natural horn dog. I also know by the way you look at me, that you love my dimples."
Turning red, "No I don't." He just looked at me, "Ok, I do, but if you and I are going to be bros, you have to get out of my head." I said laughing.
While I sat on the toilet letting the cold water run over my sore butt, Tyler filled up the bag again with soapy water and rehung it. He shut off the water and had me move back on the table. He set the table, but lube on my cunt and inserted the tube again. He released the valve and filled me up again. It still hurt, but not as bad.
When the bag was empty I asked, "Tyler, it still hurts, but not as bad as it did, I guess I am getting used to it, huh?"
"No, you are not used to it yet, but some of the poop that was taking up space is gone, you are not as full as last time, even with the same amount of water."
"I guess that makes sense."
"While we wait, would you like to do some kissing."
"Yes please."
Tyler turned my head and looked into my eyes as he moved his face closer to mine. Our lips touched, and I swear it felt like I was getting hit with a cattle prod. Every fiber of my body reacted, giving me so much pleasure. I felt my spine stiffen, my body tingle, and my dick was hard as a rock, ok a pebble. I felt him open his mouth and his tongue touch my lips. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue enter and move all over my tongue, teeth, and the top of my mouth. We stayed like that for what felt like a beautiful, wonderful hour, but was only five minutes.
I pulled my mouth away fast, to the surprise of Tyler. "What's wrong Brian, you didn't like it?"
"That's not it at all. I had to get your tongue out of my mouth before I bit it. The pain is getting really bad, I can't hold it in any longer. Please tell me times up." I am sure Tyler could see the pain in my eyes.
"I am so sorry Brian. I was enjoying kissing you so much, that I lost track of time. You are at eight minutes." He pushed the buttons putting the table to the start position, then he helped me back up to the toilet and let go. It smelled just as bad this time.
We landed up cleaning my cunt three more times before it came out clear. We kissed during each as Tyler called it, `soaking sessions'. When I was all done, Tyler showed me how to clean and sanitize the area, then we took showers and went back into our room.
Tyler went over my class schedule with me and I was sad to see that Timmy and I would only have gym together every day for first period. "Why can't I be in Timmy's classes?" I whined.
"Don't whine at me, I only put you in drama, you put yourself in the others."
I was a little sad and confused. "I did, how did I do that."
"You know those test you took to get in here?" I nodded yes. "Well you scored seventh grade in math and history, and sixth grade in English. Not bad for a fourth grader. You are in those classes, because you are quite smart, and Timmy's classes would not challenge you at all."
"I just had so much fun in those classes after I finished the test."
"You have the same teachers who tested you, just different periods for them. You will still see Timmy in gym and at lunch. Also, don't forget you live with him." Tyler laughed.
"I guess you're right."
"Oh, Brian my brother, the first thing you need to accept, is that I am always right. You got that rug rat." Then he grabbed me and started tickling me.
I was laughing so hard, and my butt was hurting so bad. I was trying to get away from him and rubbing my butt on the bed. When he finally stopped, I gave him the meanest look I could make, "What did you that for buster?"
"You are not going to have a call with Donny and him find out I was not doing what he told me to."
I tried to keep a straight face, but Tyler was making faces at me, so I could not stop myself from giggling. "Ok, but can you at least give me a break until my butt doesn't hurt so much?"
Tyler had a shocked look on his face. "I am so sorry Brian I forget about that. Are you ok?"
Trying to keep a straight face, "It hurts real bad. Now I have to tell Donny that you hurt me when you tickle tortured me. Oh, he is going to beat you up mister."
"Are you sure you want to do that? It will only mean that if I am going to get my butt kicked anyways, I might as well double the tickle time between now and when he gets back. Where did I put that tickle schedule?"
I grabbed him as I was laughing, "Ok, ok, I will let it go this time."
Laughing, Tyler said, "If you think that is best." Then he grabbed me and pulled me into a big hug. It was a good hug, it made me feel safe and loved. It was not as good as Donny's, but it was a close second. "Let's get our robes on and head towards the dining hall. We can walk slow so your little bottom does not hurt." He said in a mocking tone.
"You know I am going to remember all this stuff, and I will get you back when you least expect it. Before I put my robe on, I have to pee. Do I do it in the cunt room?"
"No, follow me and I will show you to the bathroom. We went into the hall past the cunt room and the next door was the rest room. We both went in and peed. I watched Tyler wondering how he was going to it with that thing on his dick. He had to turn it a bit, but he pissed through a hole in the end of it. When we were done I was washing my hands and saw a full-length mirror on the other wall.
I walked up to it and turned so that I could see my butt. It was a little black and blue and still hurt. Tyler said, "It will hurt for a few days, but then it will all be behind you." Tyler was laughing, "Wait, it is already behind you." He said as he ran out of the bathroom.
I chased him back to our room saying, "That's not funny. Ok, maybe a little funny, but quit picking on me you big meanie." I tried to do a pouty face but could not hold it. As we were putting on our robes, I asked, "I just realized that there isn't a door on our room, why is that."
"Honestly, I have never really noticed. I guess they don't feel we have a need for privacy. We see each other naked all the time, and since no Cboy masturbates, why would we need one."
"What if I am just mad and want to be alone?"
"If you are mad, we need to find out why and try to fix it. However, if you really just need to let it all out and scream or maybe just have a good cry alone, there are four-time out rooms on the second floor. I have never used one, but many of the guys have. The two rules for the time out rooms are pretty simple. You are allowed two hours to get yourself in a place where you can talk it out with someone. The other rule is that once a boy goes in, he is to be left alone until his two hours are up."
"Sometimes when I just need some time alone to collect my thoughts. I would close my door, put on my headphones, or just read a book."
"Nothing wrong with that. Do you remember the rooms on the first floor?" I nodded my head yes. "Sometimes I like to go into one and do my homework. No one really looks in there, and like you I just need some time to decompress. For reading, we have a reading lounge on the second floor where you can do your homework, read, or write your letter home."
"Cool, that will be my hang out there." We left and headed to the dining room.