The first activity of the day started at 8:00 am so I woke up at 6:00 am, the first thing I saw was a note that had been slipped under the door notifying me that as part of the pending punishment, I had to continue wearing the retreat uniform with only the tunic and footwear, I was not allowed to wear underwear anymore. It was uncomfortable for me, I was about to disobey the order but didn't want to add another offense to my "record" and make the punishment worse. I remained pensive for several minutes imagining how it would be to wear that tunic with nothing underneath. I decided to get a move on, I showered, got dressed, walked and in front of the mirror, I jumped to confirm how noticeable that swinging would be with the "free balling" I was being forced to do. I must confess I was torn between ​​shame and excitement. I decided to go to the dining room for breakfast. I wanted to be one of the first to avoid encounters, and I succeeded. I only bumped into a few early risers who surely noticed something as I sat down, but I managed to have breakfast and quickly returned to my room. I avoided them as much as possible. I got back to my room to brush my teeth, lay down for a few minutes, and waited for it to be 7:55 am to head to the room where the first activity of the day would take place.

I arrived at the room, Carlos and his monitors were waiting, their looks reminded me of what was pending and due to the early hour, the day was still not very clear. The place was illuminated in a way that made the tunic of everyone entering transparent, so it was easy to know if they had complied with what was required in the note. These three realized that I wasn't wearing underwear, I blushed a little but at the same time felt irritated at being watched by Carlos. There were already several people sitting on the floor, we were back to the same space without chairs as in the first activities. I looked for a place away from those already there and waited for the rest of the missing students. I took advantage of the lighting setup to check out everyone entering through that door. Santiago entered showing his typical sports briefs, "what a boring guy," I thought, but my surprise came when David entered without anything underneath, showing the shadow of his quite long semi-erect brown dick. This guy enjoyed being seen, or that's what I thought at the time. He entered proudly and without any hesitation about having to wear the uniform in this way as punishment for his public masturbation the day before. "Oh, I'm starting to like this new rule," I thought silently. Soon after, Luis, Javier, and Diego entered. As they stood at the door, it was clear that they were also not wearing underwear, and the shadows of their dicks hanging beneath their tunics were visible. What a show they were giving me. As they walked in search of a place in the room, those three dicks swayed, Javier seemed a bit uncomfortable with the exposure and tried to cover himself with h...