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14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyngaru
By: Jack Date: December 15, 2017, 3:57 am
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“I’m sorry, but tryouts are over.” The young man behind a
counter informs us.
“We have already done the tryouts. I’m here for a meeting with
the Director. He told me to come back two hours ago.”
The young man holds up a blue card.
“Are you blue number twelve?”
“Yes. I’m Edison, number twelve.”
“Go down that hall to the last door on the left. They are
waiting for you.”
Mom and I walk down the long hallway until we get to the end. I
knock on the door and it is soon opened by Ignacio.
“Oh! It’s you.”
“Hi Ignacio. I’m Edison.”
“Ya right. You’re late. Not good to keep the Director
waiting.”
“Sorry.”
“Oh Edison. There you are. Come on in.”
“Sorry about being late Director.”
“Late? You’re not late. If anything you’re a little early.”
I look over at Ignacio and he is smirking at me.
“Let me introduce everyone. This is Dr. Broward. He is a
special doctor we use to evaluate choirboys.”
“Hello sir.”
“This is Maestro Vinchetti. He is our vocal coach.”
“Hello sir.”
“This is Ms. Rankin. She is my assistant. She takes care of
everything around here, from scheduling to wardrobe.”
“Hello Miss.”
“And of course you already know Ignacio. He is our soloist and
will be helping you to get to know everything you need to know
to be his back up. I am sure the two of you will get along
excellently.”
“Hi Edison.”
All smiles from ear to ear, Ignacio greets me while everyone is
watching but as soon as they turn their backs he scowls at me.
“Mrs. Watson. You might want to wait outside while we exam
Edison.”
“Not very likely. I will be right here if you don’t mind.”
“As you please, but I was thinking of Edison’s modesty, since we
need to do a thorough exam.”
“I’ve seen every inch of my son, so it won’t make no difference
if you have him totally naked, I am staying.”
Of course, I blush as red as a beet. I notice that Ignacio has
seen my discomfort and is grinning at me.
“As you wish, Mrs. Watson. Doctor, please make your evaluation
first.”
“Edison, would you please remove your shoes and socks as well as
your shirt.”
Once I have removed the clothing asked for, the doctor takes a
hold of my hands and turns them over and over, looking at them,
while running his hand up my arm and back down. He has me
breath in and hold my breath while he listens to my lungs
through his stethoscope. Then he has me let out the breath
slowly. He repeats this over and over again, listening to my
lungs from both front and back and even from the sides.
“Run in place for me, Edison.”
I begin running where I am, only moving sideways a bit to keep
my balance.
“Okay. Stop.”
Again, he listens to my lungs as I catch my breath.
Then he begins feeling around on my neck and up under my chin.
He has me open and close my mouth multiple times as he is
holding the bottom of my chin. From there he runs his hands
down each arm and then up under them into my armpits which
tickles, causing me to squirm a bit. Down to my chest, feeling
my tiny nipples which makes them hard. The Doctor moves around
behind me and begins feeling my back and back bone.
“Bend over at the waist.”
Once I am bent over he continues to feel my backbone all the way
from my head down to my belt. He then grabs both of my sides
while I am still bent over.
“Edison, take a deep breath. Hold it for a count of five and
then release it slowly.”
As I do this, the Doctor is pressing in my sides, which also
tickles. He has me do this a half dozen times, before telling
me to stand up straight. The Doctor moves to my side and
presses in on my stomach and tells me to breath the same way I
did when I was bent over.
“Edison, go ahead and remove your trousers for me please.”
As I am unbuckling my belt and lowering my zipper, I see Ignacio
glaring at me closely. I lower my trousers revealing my Peanuts
Christmas boxers. I really didn’t expect anyone to be seeing
them, when I put them on this morning. I wore them for luck.
“Stand up on your tip toes, please.”
While I am up on my tip toes the Doctor runs his hands down my
legs and to my feet. He feels on the bottom of my feet which
makes me laugh out loud. I tried to hold it in, but my feet are
really ticklish.
“Okay Edison. I know this is embarrassing but I need you to
take your underwear off please.”
Now it’s not that I am modest, that makes me hesitate for just a
second. It is just that now everyone is going to see my secret.
It’s not a secret at school. It’s why I get teased by all the
freshman boys at school. But it is still my secret and now
these people are going to see it.
I slide my boxers down and off and stand in front of everyone
totally naked. Ignacio begins giggling. I was sure he would do
that. The men all gasp and stare right at my underdeveloped
penis and balls.
“I wouldn’t have thought it possible.” The Director says loudly
to everyone.
They all agree with his statement. The Doctor does not waste
any time. He takes hold of my tiny penis and begins feeling it
and also pressing my marble balls. I am so nervous that I am
not even afraid of it going stiff. Not that it does that very
much anyway. Not like all the other boys at school. They talk
about getting boners all the time. I rarely get one.
“Edison, I need you to stand with your legs apart and your arms
up in the air.”
Okay, now I am completely on display and Ignacio’s grin
disappears and a frown takes it’s place. I can also see wheels
and gears turning inside his head. He is making plans. What
type of plans I have no idea, but I am sure I am not going to
like them.
“Everyone. It is obvious. Edison hasn’t started puberty yet.
From what I see, he isn’t likely to start in the near future
either. His hands and feet haven’t even began to grow. They
are perfectly proportional. His nipples are still small and no
underarm hair or pubic hair. As you can very well see, his
testicles haven’t dropped. He is still tight and small. His
penis is tiny and even with all the touching I did, he didn’t
even begin to go erect.”
Okay. I am blushing and my head feels so hot. I have never had
anyone detail my body like this doctor just has. My secret is
out. I am still a little boy. I’m going on fifteen years old
and I am bald and tiny. Every freshman at school has hairs. I
am bald. I am the laughing stock of high school.
“Are you sure Doctor. He won’t enter puberty before Christmas.”
The Director asks.
“Director I can guarantee you he won’t enter puberty before
Christmas, and I would wager my house he won’t enter it before
summer.”
Ignacio is pacing back and forth and his frown has deepened into
scowl.
Oh my. The Doctor just said that I am going to stay like this
all school year. I am going to have to put up with the teasing
the rest of the school year. So much for asking Santa for a set
of big balls and a long dick.
“Edison, you can put your arms down and stand up straight.”
“Maestro. Your turn. Please examine Edison.”
“Edison. I have been told you sing very high for a boy your
age. Actually what the Director has told me is that you sing
high for any boy, outside a major boy choir. So what I want to
do is examine your vocal chords. So if you will open your mouth
as wide as you can for me.”
I open my mouth and no sooner than it is open, Maestro looks
inside my mouth and down my throat. He pulls out a little
flashlight and looks some more.
“Edison I want you to sing “AH” for me from low to high.”
I begin singing that one sound as he looks at my vocal chords.
It is difficult to do, when someone is looking down your throat.
That is for sure. Of course I am still naked. I think about
why no one told me to put my clothes back on, before doing these
exams, but who am I to wonder about why adults do what they do.
“Now I want you to sing as high as you can and hold that note as
long as you can.”
I do my best. I usually don’t try holding a note when I sing.
I just sing it and go on. I can hear it wavering. I can also
see Ignacio smirking. I bet he can hold a high note forever.
But that is what he does. I just sing for fun.
“Okay Edison. I want you to run in place and sing up and down
the scale.”
“What’s a scale?”
Ignacio bursts out laughing.
“What you did before.”
I begin singing “AH” from low to high and then back down again
and up again, all the time while I am running in place. Most
people are watching my face as I sing, but not Ignacio and not
mom. They are both looking right at my tiny penis. It is
bouncing up and down as I run in place. It’s not much of a
bounce because it isn’t that long, but it is long enough to
bounce a little off the top of my minuscule balls.
“Okay. Edison, I have heard what I need to hear. You can
stop.”
“Edison is definitely a high Treble. I wish I had him when he
was younger. He could have been one of the best soloists ever.
Unfortunately, as things are now, by the time I can teach him
all he needs to know about control, he will have his voice
change and it will be all for naught.”
Ignacio is grinning from ear to ear, with that prognosis. I now
know why he has been smirking at me. He thinks I am here to
replace him. Well the Maestro just answered that. I cannot
learn enough in time for that.
“Maestro. I have one question. Can you teach Edison enough
control between now and Christmas so he can be capable of being
Ignacio’s back up?”
“It would take all of his free time practicing and doing singing
lessons and even then, he won’t be Ignacio’s equal. If disaster
struck with Ignacio, I’m not sure if it wouldn’t be best to let
Ignacio do his solo with a cracking voice, rather than put
Edison out there with an uncontrolled voice.”
I can actual see Ignacio doing a little dance with this news.
His position is secure.
“So that means I can go home and forget about the concert.
Right?”
Ignacio’s ear to ear grin could not get any wider. All he is
waiting for now is for them to tell me to go home so he can show
me the door.
“Oh! No! Edison. A voice like yours is as rare as they come.
Even if we can’t get you up to speed for the Christmas Concert,
it might be possible to have you ready for the Easter Concert.
You agree Maestro?”
“Maybe. Possibly. We might be able to do that if we both work
hard.”
“Agreed then. Edison you are in the choir. You are going to
take lessons with Maestro after school every day and rehearse
with the choir every Saturday. What time you are not with
Maestro or in rehearsals, you will be with Ignacio who will show
you all the tricks of the trade. Ignacio will be happy to take
you under his tutelage, won’t you Ignacio?”
The smile is totally gone from Ignacio’s face and it is replaced
with shock.
“Yes Director.”
“Mrs. Watson. Will it be okay with you for Edison to stay here
for another couple of hours to work with Ignacio? I will bring
him home when I take Ignacio home.”
“Yes, Edison can stay as long as you need him to.”
“Now as for his lessons. I will pick him up at school, the same
as I do for Ignacio and bring him home to you afterwards. You
will not need to worry about Edison, I will take good care of
him.”
“So you will pick him up for all lessons and bring him home.
That sounds good to me.” Mom tells the Director and seals my
fate to sing in this concert.
“Well Edison, give me a good bye hug and I’ll see you at home
later.”
It is really weird hugging mom while naked. Mom leaves and I
am still standing there totally naked and no one seems to
notice.
“Edison, go with Ignacio and he will take you up on the stage
and show you where our choir will be standing and he can show
you around the robing rooms and all the technical things you
will need to know. So you boys run along.”
“Um. Mr. Director Sir? Can I get dressed first?”
The adults laugh.
“Oh! I guess that would be a good idea.” The Director says
while laughing.
While I am getting dressed, Ignacio goes over to the Director
and talks to him, with both of them glancing back at me ever so
often.
“Okay. I’m ready to go.”
“Edison. Ignacio just brought something to my attention. You
look to be a good kid. But as Ignacio has pointed out, you are
older than him and teenagers tend to give Ignacio a hard time,
because they don’t like taking orders from a boy not yet into
his teens. So let’s be perfectly clear. While you are with
Ignacio, you will do everything he tells you to do. Think of
Ignacio as an extension of me. You will obey him just like you
obey me. Is that clear?”
“Yes sir. I will do whatever Ignacio tells me to do.”
“That’s good to hear. There have been problems in the past and
I have had to let some good singers go, because they thought
they didn’t have to obey those I set over them.”
“You won’t have any problems with me.”
“Very good. Then you two go and have some fun and listen to
Ignacio as he shows you what is expected of you.”
We leave the room and walk down the hall and Ignacio has an evil
looking smirk on his face. We get to the main lobby, which has
some teenagers hanging around, probably to see the Director.
“Edison, down on all fours and bark like a dog.”
I stare at Ignacio not believing what he just said.
“Do we need to go back and talk to the Director?”
“No!”
I get down on my hands and knees and start barking. The
teenagers laugh at me.
“Edison is my new puppy. I’m still breaking him in.”
Everyone else that is in the lobby laughs at Ignacio’s
pronouncement that I am his pet puppy.
“Follow me puppy.”
Ignacio walks into the auditorium and I follow him crawling on
my hands and knees. Once inside the auditorium and out of sight
from any onlookers, Ignacio lets me stand back up.
“Let’s get this very clear. I don’t like you. I don’t want you
here. You are not going to replace me.”
“I don’t want to replace you. Heck I don’t even want to be
here. I’m only here because my mom wants me to sing this year.”
“Very good. Then do exactly what I say, when I say it, without
any back talk and we will get along fine. You cross me and I
will make your life hell. Got it?”
“Ya. I got it.”
“Follow me to the robing room and we will see if you really got
it or not.”
I follow Ignacio down the center aisle of the auditorium to the
stage. We then exit left through a door into the backstage
area. Then we walk down a confusion of hallways until we come
to a door that has a sign on it that states, “All Male Choir.”
Once we are inside, I see a long line of robes along one wall.
“Strip naked.”
“Why?”
“Edison. I told you to strip naked. I didn’t ask you for a
debate.”
“I just asked why.”
“I see we are going to have to get something very clear right
off. But first for your answer, it is so you can try on robes
until we find the right one that fits you.”
I begin stripping off my clothes for yet the second time today.
“Why do I have to be naked to fit robes?”
“Because you are going to be my backup soloist. Soloists go
naked under their robes, because they get the spotlight on them
and if they are wearing street clothes under their robe, then
those clothes show through something terrible.”
I finish getting naked and stand in front of Ignacio. Ignacio
begins pulling robes for me to try on.
“So the other guys wear clothes under their robes?”
“Yes. Of course they do silly. They don’t have the spotlight
on them.”
“Oh!”
“Too short.”
“Too full.”
“Arms too long.”
I keep trying one robe after another. Finally one seems to
satisfy Ignacio. He stands back and looks at me from every
angle.
“Go put your shoes on and then stand up with your arms raised
high.”
I do as instructed. Again Ignacio walks around and around.
“Put your arms down.”
Ignacio walks around me again. He seems satisfied.
“Okay, take it off.”
I remove the robe and stand holding it, while Ignacio writes my
name on a tag and then pins it to the robe. He then takes the
robe and hangs it over on another rack that only has one other
robe on it.
“That robe is mine. As the other boys are selected, they will
come here and be fitted for their robes.”
I walk over to my clothes and pick up my boxers.
“What do you think you’re doing? Did I tell you to get
dressed?”
“No!”
“You know why I didn’t tell you to get dressed?”
“No.”
“Think hard. When I told you to strip naked, what did you do?”
“I asked you a question.”
“Yes you did and what did I tell you?”
“That we are going to have to get something very clear.”
“Do you know what that something is?”
“No.”
“That’s the problem Edison. You don’t know. That’s why, I’m
going to make sure you know, before we leave this room.”
Ignacio walks over and grabs a folding chair from the corner and
unfolds it placing it in the center of the room. He then sits
down on the chair.
“Come here Edison.”
I obey, not knowing what is happening.
“Now lay across my lap.”
“You’re not serious.”
“Edison, I’m very serious. I just told you to do something
again, and you questioned me, without doing it. That is the
something we are going to get straight right now. I’m going to
spank you. I’m going to spank you until you obey me when I tell
you to do something and not ask me silly questions.”
“But!”
“No buts. You heard the Director. You will either obey me, or
you will go home and be out of the choir. Your choice.”
It’s not a choice. I cannot disappoint my mom. I lay my naked
body across Ignacio’s lap and he puts one hand on my back and
the other on my butt. Then he begins. This little twelve year
old is spanking my buttocks. He is spanking it hard!
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Re: 14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyng
aru
By: Zyngaru Date: December 15, 2017, 5:42 am
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Let's play fill in the blanks.
**** = p-e-n-i-s
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Re: 14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyng
aru
By: db105 Date: December 16, 2017, 10:59 am
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Thanks, I'm enjoying this story. I have always liked stories
about sport teams, and choirs are quite similar in some ways. I
can't believe they made Edison have a medical exam in front of
everyone, and that his mother allowed it... And what a little
bastard Ignatio is. Let's see where this goes...
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Re: 14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyng
aru
By: kalico Date: December 28, 2017, 4:48 pm
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Great chapter but but I really really want to smack iggy up the
side the head the little punk
Thanks for sharing
Hugs kal
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Re: 14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyng
aru
By: Adric Date: July 7, 2019, 4:05 pm
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[quote author=Zyngaru link=topic=252.msg2235#msg2235
date=1513338178]
Let's play fill in the blanks.
**** = p‍e‍n‍i‍s
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Re: 14 December 2017 - All-City Christmas Concert part 2 by Zyng
aru
By: Zyngaru Date: July 7, 2019, 5:14 pm
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[quote author=Adric link=topic=252.msg13703#msg13703
date=1562533506]
[quote author=Zyngaru link=topic=252.msg2235#msg2235
date=1513338178]
Let's play fill in the blanks.
**** = p‍e‍n‍i‍s
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Yep. I hadn't edited for the *****'s. I think later in the
story I checked for those troublesome ****'s and they shouldn't
have any.
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