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This is a question PE Lessons

For some they may have been the highlight of the school week, but all we remember is a never-ending series of punishments involving inappropriate nudity and climbing up ropes until you wet yourself.

Tell us about your PE lessons and the psychotics who taught them.

(, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 17:36)
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Too hard for me
I hated PE. I was a fat lazy bugger all of my early life. But I still had to do 1 period of PE and a double of games each week. That was cast in stone. I'll have a few stories this week but this is the first that springs to mind.

Our school had a swimming pool. In all my 6 years there, I was only in it once. Just as well. It was very small, and heated to a level just sufficient to keep ice from forming on the surface. Anyway, this day, in first year, my class had been swimming. And after our chilly aquatic exercise, we were back in the changing room, drying ourselves off and dressing.

Now I wasn't an early developer, so at this point in time (aged 12 or 13), I had between my legs what is best described as a 'baldy half-incher'. I was of course in no hurry to demonstrate this to my classmates, so I was getting dried and dressed while atempting to maintain maximum towel coverage.

However, my friend Robert was standing right next to me at the time, and was being rather less shy about his unclad state. I turned to him to say something, but whatever it was never made it past my lips, because I immediately lost the power of speech when my eyes caught sight of him.

He was standing there, right next to me, fully nude, with an erection. Not just a little stiff willy like I got when I went to bed at night, but a humungous great stonker. This thing must have been, oh, easily a foot long and had at its base a big pair of hairy plums the size of snooker balls*. I don't know what shocked me more, the fact that his cock was three times the size of mine or that he was standing very close to me with it in an engorged state. It seemed like he'd been putting a bucket over his genitalia at night, to force them like rhubarb.

I was so stunned that I never spoke a word to him about it. He's not gay, so I don't know what it was all about, but I think that if I'd had a boner in the changing rooms, no matter how big it was, I'd have been trying my damnedest to cover it up rather than have it bob around for all to see.



*Of course, it was probably just normal adult cock-sized, but it looked huge to me at the time.
(, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 22:21, Reply)

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