Everyone. In this story is 18 years old or older.
Richard was reared by two strict puritan parents. He was home schooled all his life until his senior year in high school. His parents were tragically killed in an automobile accident the summer before that.
With his strict upbringing he wasn't allowed to have friends outside the family. Being home schooled left little, well no, opportunity for any social life. This contributed to his shy geeky manner.
Richard had grown into quite the handsome young man. He was blessed with one of those bodies that looked like he worked out daily but he never had to do any exercise. But nobody knew about it because of the ill fitting clothes he always wore.
His chiseled facial features were particularly hidden by the large horn rimmed glasses he wore. They also camouflaged his deep blue almond shaped eyes.
After the accident he went to live with his only surviving relative, Wendy. Wendy was his fathers step sister. She was from their fathers first marriage and quite older than Richard's father.
Richard's family was not a close one due to their strict puritanical beliefs. His step aunt Wendy was a stranger to him. It would take each of them some time to adjust to the new living arrangements.
Wendy was a very liberal person in just about every aspect of life. She had always had a progressive point of view.
She knew it would be a challenge dealing with a boy who had been reared in such a restrictive environment. She realized this right off the bat when she tried to give him the freedom to do things on his own. He had always taken orders and been told what and when he was allowed to do anything.
Wendy acknowledged it was going to take time for Richard to adapt to his new freedoms and surroundings.
When it came time for him to start his senior year in high school he was terrified. He'd always been home schooled and had no idea of what to expect on his first day. He had never socialized with any young people his own age.
Trying to fit in the first week of school was more awkward than anything Richard had ever experienced. His shy and geeky personality didn't help him come across as friendly. In fact his classmates read his standoffishness as being superior and snobbish.
It didn't take long for the "popular" crowd to turn on him. During the second week of school after the boys physical education class the boys decided to play a trick on the new guy.
As he was about to change out of his pe gym clothes the other boys grabbed him and stripped him down to only his jockstrap. They dragged him out of the boys locker room and across the hall to the girls locker room. They shoved him inside the door and blocked his efforts to escape by lodging themselves against the door.
The girl's physical education class was about to start so the locker room was full of the senior girls in every state of undress. As soon as one of the girls noticed the intrusion she let out a loud scream. This of course drew attention to what was happening. Screams, gasps and shouts of "get the fuck out of here" were heard from many areas of the locker room.
Richard pushed against the door with his back, determined not to turn around and reveal his nearly naked ass to the girls. No matter how hard he pushed the door wouldn't budge, being that the other boys were holding it shut.
Just as things were coming to a frenzied state a whistle sounded from behind the group of girls. It was the girls physical education coach, Martha.
"What the fuc..., heck is going on here?" Martha asked as she approached. When she saw what was causing the ruckus she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy? You can't be in here...especially dressed like that," as she eyed his jockstrap.
"The...guys...from gym class...stripped me and shoved me in here," Richard blurted out.
As Martha grabbed him by his ear she asked, "If that's the case why didn't you run back out immediately?"
"They're blocking the door on the other side. I tried to escape but couldn't get the door open!" He pleaded.
Martha took a step toward the door and gave it a gentle push and it swung wide open. "I don't see anyone blocking your 'escape' son," she sarcastically said.
"I...swear...they were there just a second ago...I swear!" Richard beseeched
"I wasn't born yesterday and I'm not buying your load of crap." Martha explained. "You wanted to expose your nearly naked body to these girls while you got a good look at them undressing. That's what I think happened here!"
"No! I'd never do anything like that. You've got to believe me. I'm not like that!" Richard explained.
"All you nasty 18 year old boys are the same. Always wanting to sneak a peek. And you, you're worse, parading around in that...that symbol of manhood...that jockstrap. You might as well carry a sign saying, 'look at my body, I'm almost naked!"
"No ma'am, the other boys took off my gym trucks and left me in only this before pushing me in here. You simply must believe me!" Richard said.
"Well I don't believe you. There are no boys holding the door shut preventing you from leaving and yet you are still here," she said. "Furthermore, I do not like being lied to or called ma'am!"
With that she tugged him by the ear over to the nearest bench and in one fell swoop had him across her lap. His mostly naked ass was pointed directly toward the class of girls. This was their first glimpse of it. He had consistently kept his back to the door to prevent this very occurrence.
There were squeals, gasps and laughs when they saw his mostly naked ass for the first time. "That's payback, he saw me naked when he first came in," a voice rang out from the crowd.
Before Richard could take everything that was happening in, he felt a hard slap on his naked ass cheek.
"OUCH!" He blurted out from the surprise and pain combined. Then a second loud slap, and a third. It seemed to him that the slaps were coming so quickly she couldn't possibly have had time to lift her hand before the next one hit. His ass felt like a thousand bee stings were happening simultaneously.