Gym Class

Excerpt from the School Dress Code:

All male students must be properly secured in a Class 3 (or better) chastity cup when on school premises, attending class (on-site or off), or participating in school-sponsored activities.

The first day of gym class for the freshman is always interesting. Even forewarned, half of the boys change into gym clothes. Stripping down is, after all, a fairly bold act, and they want to make sure that it isn’t some kind of bad joke at their expense. By the end of the first week, though, almost all take their gym clothes back home. And by the end of the second week, anyone still dressing takes a lot of grief.

As for the guys ready to take the plunge on day one, well, there’s ready, and then there’s ready. Some guys, often the ones with older brothers, are able to walk out in just their cups with only a touch of nerves. Others try to hid their anxiety by acting all big and bold, posing and trying to flaunt their cups. Still others try to cover their cups as much as possible, only to quickly realize - when they see the others doing the same thing - just how naked that makes them look.

The girls, of course, have their own learning curve. Most are still a bit nervous about seeing all of their classmates running around sans clothes. But the riot of colors the boys choose for their cups - often with metallic or reflective highlights - stand out against the skin tones. So over and over, the girls find their eyes focusing on this or that boy’s chastity cup . . .

 

Excerpt from the School Dress Code:

In the interest of hygiene, properly secured male students may participate in gym class nude (except for the chastity cup).


“So what do you think Rick’s wearing?” Tina asked nervously.

“I don’t know,” Alice blushed. “Skin tone, maybe?” Jerking her head up, she blurted, “do you really think he’ll come out,” lowering her voice to a whisper, “naked?”

“Skin?” Maeve sounded contemptuous. “Like a Ken doll? What fun would that be?”

Alice looked at Maeve, slightly shocked, “Maeve? Are you . . . are you actually looking forward to this?”

A smile spread across Maeve’s lips, “Of course I am. The boys got to ogle us all summer in our bikinis. Why shouldn’t we get to have some fun, too?”

Elbowing Alice slightly, “isn’t there a guy or two you’d like to see today,” Maeve asked slyly.

Alice went beat red, and mumbled something inaudible. Before Maeve could press her, a new voice chimed in, “Its black”

At some point, Jenn had come up behind the three. As the three others started, Jenn continued, “well, its mostly black. Its got one big red star up in the top right corner, and some of the points spill off the side.”

As the three stared at her, Jenn shrugged, “he’s my cousin. And,” rolling her eyes, “he’s done nothing by run around and play touch football in it, for the last two weeks. Keeps saying he didn’t want any tan lines.”

“Tan lines,” Alice squeaked, “you mean . . .”

A whistle pierced the room, cutting Alice off . . . And their male classmates came rushing in

 

Excerpt from the School Dress Code:

Male students participating in school-sponsored extracurriculars, such as varsity sports or band, are entitled to wear the official school chastity cup, a Class Four device decorated in the school colors.

The girls watched as the boys set up for the next match. Like usual, the boys weren’t bothering with gym clothes - they’d just stripped down to their chastity cups and immediately started their warm-up calisthenics.

Today, they were working on submission holds. The girls paused their chatter - two of the cuter boys were up. Alex, lead guitarist for the Homework Renegades (a local garage band), wore a royal blue chastity cup with silver highlights. He paused to flash the girls a smile, before taking up position next to Carter.

“Thank God he’s locked up,” Jamie commented, even as she enjoyed the view. “He’d be going through girls left and right, otherwise.”

“Rumor has it his mom lets him out on the weekends. By some counts, he’s already in double digits.” Liv corrected her.

Alex grunted as Carter, his opponent, caught him in an armbar. In contrast to Alex’s pretty white boy looks, complete with gelled hair, Carter was a tough looking black guy who kept his hair short. A quarterback (although not a starter - yet), he was dressed in the school’s official red-and-green varsity chastity cup.

The girls admired the view as the two shook hands. Lightly coated in sweat, almost completely nude, young and fit . . . the two were the subject of more than a few fantasies.

“It’s a shame we can’t see . . . ,” Andy murmured. “I bet he’s got a nice set.”

“Which one?” Jamie asked, somewhat disapprovingly.

“Either. Both.” Liz chimed in, “it’s a shame we can’t see any of them. All these cute boys, getting all hot and sweaty, rolling around in nothing but their little chastity cups. Its so unfair - why do they have to hide their boy bits? They could at least let the boys wear clear cups. Let us see what they’re packing.”

Andy and Jamie looked at their friend sharply. “Have you been messing around with the boys,” Jamie asked.

“No, no . . .of course not!”

 

Excerpt from the School Dress Code:


All single male faculty and staff must wear the school's official Class Four chastity cup when on school premises, at all school functions, or when otherwise representing the school. With permission of their wife, married male faculty and staff may substitute her preferred Class Four (or better) chastity device

Mr. Parker blew his whistle. A firm believer in leading by example, he strutted around the gym in nothing but his faculty cup, its green-and-red design the exact opposite of the varsity design.

Gazing admiringly at his massive cup, “now there’s a real man,” she murmured appreciatively.

“Oh come on” she huffed. “You have no idea what he’s like inside his cup. That could just be to intimidate the boys.”

“Its not,” she insisted. “I’ve seen inside - its all him”

“And when, exactly, would you have seen inside our gym teacher’s cup?”

“Last week, when he was using me in a demo. I could see through the side vents - his balls are massive.”

“Balls?” She snorted dismissively, “so what? Its his dick that matters.”