https://groups.google.com/g/alt.sex.stories.gay/c/qykzPrc4NWU/m/fSeP_ggWVagJ It was shortly after Gym class and the boys had been called back into the sports hall and told to line up. Steven stood there in the line with the others. He looked at his classmates nervously. Most were 16, and most were just as nervous as him. He knew what was to come, He knew it was time for something that Steven had been mentally preparing himself for for a long time. He and his mates all knew it was time for their inspections. The boys were ordered to take their shorts and their pants off and stand still while the teacher, a 31 year old who Steven had adored, walked down the line. He said nothing, but made a few notes on a piece of paper he was carrying. When he got to the end the boys were allowed to dress again. A list of names was then read out (including Steven's) followed by the words "are to report to the mediacl office on Tuesday for their circumcisions". They were then allowed to go. This was it. This was what Steven had known about for ages and what he knew he couldn't get out of. It was something that just happened at this boarding school, and he'd sort of come to terms with the idea. But he was not looking forward to it! The next few days passed without anything abnormal, and Tuesday came around quickly enough. At ten o'clock 2 prefects came into the class and read out the first six names. Steven's wasn't on the list. He was going to have to wait. The boys taken away looked petrified. At about 10:30 the first returned to the class. Mark Pole, a muscular blond guy whose deep blue eyes were wet, where he'd obviously been crying. Steven looked at him pitifully. Then the second guy came in: Jason Banks. he sat down trying not to be stared at, but all eyes were on him. The rest of the first six all returned in time and at about 11.30 the prefects came for the second group. This was it. Now it was Steven's turn. They were led to the mediacl office and were once again ordered to strip. Steven did as he was told as did all the boys. Nobody spoke. Steven was then told to lie on the couch which again he did without protest. It would have been useless anyway. He wanted to cry out that this was wrong, that he didn't need it or want it but there was no point. They'd only have done him by force. He layed there on the couch while a prefect put his arms into the restraints and then his ankles. Then the male nurse started to shave the area around his cock. He said nothing, but looked down at his doomed foreskin. It looked so pitiful there. Then the doctor came in and explained that he would first give him an injection to make the area numb. He did this and then covered the area in anteseptic. Then the scapel came out and the doctor started to pull his foreskin forward. Steven couldn't bare this anymore. "NO!" he screamed trying to kick with his legs. The doctor, who was just about to make the first cut froze. Slowly he looked up at Steven who was once again quite. Their eyes met. The doctor just shook his head dissapprovingly and tutted. He then pulled tighter on Steven's foreskin. As tight as he could. "Make this one a tight cut" he muttered sadisticly. "Please" begged Steven quietly. The doctor once again pulled his foreskin further forward. Meanwhile, the prefect who'd been standing behind Steven all the time stepped forward and put his hand over Steven's mouth. It was no use. The circumcision was then performed on Steven's cockand and after about 20 minutes of pulling, cutting, stitching, burning veins shut and so on he was bandaged and untied. he was told to redress and immediately return to class.