Mike

Moving to the back of the classroom, Mike held his hands over his crotch, focusing on trying to conceal his erection. He found it far too difficult! He was in a class full of attractive girls all dressed in a neat uniforms! Everywhere he turned he saw tight fitting pencil skirts and smart blazers. Backing up to the wall, he couldn't help but stare at Maisy. She looked particular stunning, and her fastened jacket was tight to her chest, pushed up hard against her cleavage. He felt a tingle in his penis causing him to let out a small smile.

Maisy looked over to see the boy creepily staring at her chest, flashing him a disgusted look. Mike quickly turned away in horror. The whole class were now stood along the back wall of the classroom.

"Okay class, please stand against the wall with your hands behind your backs. The inspection has now commenced." Miss Robins announced. Mike watched as everybody in the room did as the lady said, he attempted to tuck his hard penis to one side to conceal his shame, but it didn't work and as he put his hands behind his back his junk was clearly stood to attention.

He watched a Miss Robins silently made her way down the line, the woman inspecting every ounce of each student thoroughly before moving on. Panicked, Mike closed his eyes and tried to focus on calming his member, he didn't want his teacher staring at his penis! Eventually, he felt himself softening, and looking down at his pants his bulge was no longer their. Relieved, he was easy to breathe a lot easier. Miss Robins had made her way down the line the student next to Mike, who was now prepared for his examination. Looking down in relief one more time at his no longer bulging crotch, he saw the damp patch.

It was a tiny damp patch of pre-cum, only ever so slightly noticeable on his black suit pants, but nonetheless it was there. He could only pray that Miss Robins wouldn't see it. The woman stepped across in front of Mike.

She first inspected his blazer, followed by checking his collar, before looking down at his uses. Polished and shining, she began working her gaze up his left pant leg, then bag down, before doing the same for his right. Hesitating for a moment, she stood glaring at his crotch, before nodding and moving on to the last person in the line. Again, Mike was able to breathe a sigh of relief, as he had gotten out unscathed.

It seemed like an eternity later that Miss Robins had finally finished with the last student in line.

"Okay class, the uniform inspection is now complete. Congratulations, you all look very smart!! She beamed, "well, all but one!" Her voice turned, as did her head directly toward Mike. "One particular student has clearly not upheld out standards on cleanliness! Mike, what is that small stain on the right hand side of the crotch area of your pants?!"

Mike gulped, how could he respond. "I, I don't know Miss" he stuttered.

"May it perhaps have something to do with your genitalia Micheal!?" Mike couldn't believe the bluntness of the question, he was speechless. "I do believe that I saw you ogling another student earlier, perhaps that caused you to have a small accident."

There were a few murmurs in the class. The students couldn't believe what Miss Robins was saying, but were enjoying the spectacle nonetheless. Mike remained glued to the spot. "Miss Frinks," the teacher continued, "Am I right in thinking that this boy was staring at you?"

The girl nodded.

"Well Micheal, your dirty act is not only a horrible reflection of your person, it has also caused a violation of our schools strict policy. Therefore, it is up to the smartest dressed student to award you your punishment. And that student is...."