Straight Male / 26
I hated having to go to boarding schools, but both my parents had over seas jobs and would be away for months. Didn't even get to go home on weekends like other kids did. Every day we went through the same routine; breakfast, classes 8 to 2, lunch, sports, showers and free time till bed time. I never asked to be on the soccer team and had a lot of problems with our PE coach. Kept telling I couldn't do anything right and balling me in front of everyone. Use to make me feel embarrassed when he did it in front of girls sitting on the bleachers. Some times I was sure he did on purpose just to make boys on the team laugh at me and convinced myself he enjoyed it because he hated me. It was the worst part of the day for me and dread having to show up every day. He expected everyone to show up on time, dressed in t shirt and shorts with the number and school name on the back, but that day my shorts and t shirt had disappeared. I not only showed up late but also wearing different shorts and t shirt. He was mad as hell when he saw me dressed like that, took me to the side of the field and told me to take it off. Before I could explain why, he forced me to strip naked in front of my team mates and all the girls that were sitting on the bleachers.
I remember him gabbing my t shirt, shorts and underwear while team mate laughs and girls watched from the bleachers and forcing to walk all the way back to the boys dormitories. By the time he sent me on my way across the soccer field , the news spread like wild fire from girl to girl and had lines of them waiting on the other side to see me streak bye them naked. Being naked in public view shocked me and especially having aggressive girls blocking my way and pulling arms. I don't think there was a single girl out there that did get a look at my penis. They were all making comments about my dick and white butt, while I pushed myself through them totally humiliated and almost in tears. It was horrible and the amazing thing was, the school staff did nothing about. Teacher were given the freedom of punishing kids as best they thought and the used of nudity on young boys wasn't seen as a big deal. Personally it shuck me up because I was 14 and old enough to feel shame about girls seeing me naked. Nothing was ever done and I shore didn't tell my parents. Felt like girls were looking at me in class as if I had no clothes and sure they were talking among themselves about it. I was the boy that got stripped naked and the one to have fun teasing every day. I still think that coach did that because he was a pervert and knew he would get away with it. Took me years to deal with the shame; exactly 12 years but the memory will always and embarrassing part of my life.
I remember him gabbing my t shirt, shorts and underwear while team mate laughs and girls watched from the bleachers and forcing to walk all the way back to the boys dormitories. By the time he sent me on my way across the soccer field , the news spread like wild fire from girl to girl and had lines of them waiting on the other side to see me streak bye them naked. Being naked in public view shocked me and especially having aggressive girls blocking my way and pulling arms. I don't think there was a single girl out there that did get a look at my penis. They were all making comments about my dick and white butt, while I pushed myself through them totally humiliated and almost in tears. It was horrible and the amazing thing was, the school staff did nothing about. Teacher were given the freedom of punishing kids as best they thought and the used of nudity on young boys wasn't seen as a big deal. Personally it shuck me up because I was 14 and old enough to feel shame about girls seeing me naked. Nothing was ever done and I shore didn't tell my parents. Felt like girls were looking at me in class as if I had no clothes and sure they were talking among themselves about it. I was the boy that got stripped naked and the one to have fun teasing every day. I still think that coach did that because he was a pervert and knew he would get away with it. Took me years to deal with the shame; exactly 12 years but the memory will always and embarrassing part of my life.


