A Series of Embarrassing Events

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction that contains graphic sexual content. It is purely for entertainment so please enjoy safely and legally. Resemblances to real people, places and events is unintentional (but would be really cool).

A Series of Embarrassing Events Chapter Twenty-Seven: Between a Cock and a Hard Disgrace

THURSDAY 22ND APRIL 2021

It had felt like a long week at school; the reparations between Noah and Toby had begun and there was a feeling of levity around school that Noah hadn't realised was missing. He'd known Toby was missing and it had cast a cloud, but with things on the mend it felt like the sun shone brighter.

Which was nice.

Wednesday had been an incredible and spontaneous adventure – another entry in the story of Noah's other life. Coming into school on Thursday, Noah hoped to see Joon-ho to ask him about the pictures; Joon-ho clearly had no sexual interest in Noah but Noah was curious how the images had turned out. Given that the pictures were part of his Art portfolio, Noah also trusted that the pictures would be decent and discreet but Noah still wanted to see them.

In the early afternoon Noah had been in PE and afterwards he'd stripped naked, as was his wont, to have a shower. There were a few jokes about the short hairs above Noah's dick but not many. It would be another few weeks before his pubes were back to normal and even when they were normal they were worth of mockery to most teenage boys. The comments about Noah's embarrassingly short pubes died away and he guessed they weren't much to talk about.

Not much to talk about - Noah did wonder sometimes how much talking happened. Joon-ho had said there were rumours about him. Noah didn't take PE with his entire year group but he wondered how many of the boys outside his PE class heard about the smooth look he had been sporting. He was, regardless of the talk or lack thereof, glad his pubic hair was showing at least a little.

Perhaps it was another example of Noah's self-obsession? To wonder who was talking about using hair removal cream and taking months to re-grow short and neat pubes. Short pubes were one thing but a totally hairless pubis and scrotum and armpits was quite another. In the six weeks since he'd lost his all his pubic hair, those that had re-grown were like a pale shadow in the cave of his armpit and a fuzzy glow above his penis.

After the gentle teasing in the showers, Noah had sought out Joon-ho and been treated to a slideshow of the artist's favourite pictures. They were classy and none of them showed Noah's face. Whoever the boy in the picture was, he was clearly skinny and beautiful but the colourful contrast of his autumnal painted skin against the green of nature was more striking than the nearly naked boy. Given Noah's vanity, it was a testament to Joon-ho's camera skills that there was no sexualisation despite the beautiful boy in every picture.

"If you ever need another model..." Noah said.

Joon-ho chuckled and blushed; "I don't think I will... but thanks."

FRIDAY 23RD APRIL 2021

The day had started with an assembly that had caused giggles from the usually mature boys of Five Dukes Boys School. In the summer, the country would be hosting school students from across Europe and the beach at Barron's Bay would be a nudist beach for one week.

While everyone else laughed and wolf whistled, Noah was excited by the opportunity to see other nudists – though participating himself, in his own hometown, would be an act of lunacy.

Despite all his distracting adventures, Noah was a studious student. Exams started very soon and he studied hard and paid attention in every class. Between classes was another story. A class had just ended and it was time for morning break - this was where Noah's Friday got interesting.

"Noah?" said Jonas.

Noah turned and grinned at the cute boy. He was almost as cute as Noah himself.

"Hey, Jonas," Noah replied.

"I need an emergency chocolate, are you coming>" Mateo butted in.

"In a minute," Noah said like a frustrated parent.

Like a petulant child, Mateo stamped his feet.

"C'mon, kiddo. I'll buy you chocolate," said Samir.

"Yeaaaaah," Matty replied – happily pacified.

Noah laughed as the others followed him out, leaving Noah to talk to Jonas. Jonas was a few months younger than Noah and sported a similarly average height, small frame and tight boyish physique. Noah had taken proper notice of Jonas after the first time he'd had his pubes shaved - on his sixteenth birthday last Halloween.

Noah in his hairless beauty had been compared to the then fifteen-year-old Jonas. Two months after that, Jonas had turned sixteen too and Noah's pubes were mostly back and they'd had a different encounter. On his birthday, Jonas had been invited to join Mateo and Ronan and their mutual friends Dural and Jasper to cum on Noah. It had been presented as a dare but Jonas was a smart boy who must have known something was amiss.

To his credit Jonas had confidently participated - whipping his dick out and joining the others to pile five loads of cum on Noah who was still in his school uniform. Jonas couldn't believe it and was even more confounded when Noah had cum later – during a class and in his school trousers.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," Jonas said quietly as Mateo skipped away with the others to get chocolate.

"Ok. What is it?" Noah asked with curiosity.

"It's... delicate," Jonas said.

Noah looked around and saw the class was now empty - even the teacher had left.

"Let's sit for a minute," Noah said.

Noah and Jonas sat and Jonas took a deep breath.

"You know I'm good friends with Dural and Jasper?" Jonas asked.

The cute boy was a fun juxtaposition next to the tall, athletic hunks that were Dural and Jasper. Noah nodded.

"Well, Dural didn't mean to but he accidentally let me see a video... of you..." Jonas blushed with embarrassment.

It took Noah a moment to realise what video Jonas probably meant.

"Oh..." Noah replied.

A month or so before his sixteenth birthday, Noah had done a live solo video of himself masturbating. He had been talked into it by a Sextr friend called BurlingtonBoi who had turned out to be Dural. Noah only found that out when Dural had been invited to Noah's very first EMARP.

Noah's life was complicated sometimes.

Noah certainly hoped it was his solo video that Jonas meant and not the professionally produced films of his EMARP events. Noah had yet to access the pornography featuring himself but he had consoled himself that it was remarkably unlikely anyone he knew would ever see it. The answer as to what video Jonas meant came a moment later.

"...I don't know if I should do this..."

Noah heard his own voice coming through the speaker of an iPad that Jonas had just pulled out his bag. Noah looked up to double check the room was empty and the classroom door was closed - thankfully they were.

"Nearly five hundred strangers are watching me strip and..."

Noah was mortified about the words that he was about to say.

"I'm going to be completely naked and I'm only fifteen..."

Noah watched himself step back from the camera so only his lower legs missing from view. It was fascinating watching himself - he liked what he saw and he was embarrassed too. He wondered how many people had now seen this video when the live count had been hundreds. Thousands now? "Fuck it."

Noah tossed the briefs away and was totally naked on Jonas's screen. Jonas was a boy he went to class with and the boy had seen a video of him stripping totally nude. On screen, Noah's penis was a neat and chubby three inches; the foreskin starting to retract as it inflated and a trickle of precum wept from the eye.

"Oops."

Noah watched himself reached down to touch himself, fluffing his little patch of pubes. How many times had Jonas watched Noah wipe his sweaty chest, caressing a nipple before tugging his cock until it was fully erect at six inches?

"Should I wank it?"

"Oh my god," Noah said as he heard his voice from nearly eight months ago.

Noah couldn't believe he was watching his own sex tape in school with a classmate.

"Ok, I remember," Noah said miserably.

"Right. Sorry," Jonas replied.

He stopped the video.

"Is there a good reason you're telling me?" Noah asked.

"You've totally shaved your pubes twice in the last six months and there was that thing in January when we all came on you and you came in your trousers during class," Jonas rushed excitedly; "I think you're the coolest boy I know."

Noah blushed and then chuckled, embarrassed again but this time from the flattery.

"When I saw this video, I thought... fuck it. The worst thing that can happen is you say no," Jonas continued.

"No to what?" Noah enquired.

"To... doing stuff. I wondered if you wanted to..." Jonas laughed nervously.

"Fuck around?" Noah suggested.

"Well, yea," Jonas said quietly, adding for reassurance; "I've never shown anyone your video. I wouldn't do that, no matter what."

Noah was relieved that Jonas wasn't trying to blackmail him. Noah was also relieved that Jonas's interest was purely sexual. One day Noah would want a boyfriend but for now he couldn't get enough of fucking around so he was glad Jonas hadn't asked him out.

"You don't have to answer right away," Jonas said; "Here, watch this and we can talk later. Don't show anyone else."

Jonas handed his pad to Noah and ran off before Noah even knew what to do next. On the display, ready to play, was a different video. Noah pressed play and his eyes soon began to bulge. Jonas had a sex tape too.

Jonas appeared on the screen wearing a white cap, a white polo shirt and white shorts; in one hand was a tennis racket and in the other a tennis ball. He bounced the ball a few times on the floor, each time catching it in his hand and then bounced it on the racket. Jonas grinned at the camera as if realising for the first time that it was on.

"I wanted to thank you guys for my birthday present, it's great. It's all great," Jonas said as he set aside the ball and racket.

Jonas was gesturing to the outfit and Noah inferred that Jonas was not only a keen tennis player but that it had been a gift for his sixteenth birthday. Jonas tugged at the hem of the shirt as if testing its quality.

"I wanted to thank you guys with something special," Jonas said next.

Jonas was stood back so his entire body was in the frame - from head to toe, his feet incidentally were already bare. Jonas suddenly pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them, kicking them away with one foot. His underwear were white briefs which suited him every bit as much as Noah's little briefs suited him. Jonas's legs were silky and thin and his thighs beautifully captured by the bulge between his legs. Jonas next lifted his polo shirt, his scrawny body stretching as he lifted his arms and tossed the shirt out of sight too.

Jonas was quite a sight just in his white briefs and the package inside was clearly not quite flaccid. Jonas tugged the front of the briefs under his scrotum and revealed a four-inch dick. Within a few strokes, Jonas was hard and the erection was proud six inches.

Jonas gave his dick a dozen strokes, licking his hand to wet the exposed head of his hard-on and then let it go so the cock bobbed up and down. Jonas was a beautiful boy, even more so as he dropped the briefs to his ankles and kicked them away too.

Now totally naked, Jonas jerked his dick and for three minutes and forty-eight seconds the gorgeous teenager masturbated. Noah was hard in the classroom as he watched his classmate pleasure himself. Noah petted rather than stroked his erection but it was still enough to ooze precum into his underpants and school trousers. He could feel the damp spot even as he watched the naked Jonas spray hot cum for the camera.

Noah could literally see the jizz spray forth. Jonas stroked a few more times, slower now, and then let go of his dick and let it dangle in a post-climactic stupor. He grinned for the camera and started forward.

"I hope you liked it," Jonas said and the picture went dark.

Noah was so very tempted to send the video to himself but that would be a betrayal; it wouldn't stop him asking for it though. It also didn't stop Noah watching it again before leaving the room.

Noah decided to find Jonas just before the end of break time – he was going to be hungry if he didn't scoff something but he had to return the iPad.

"That was a very interesting video," Noah said in a quiet voice.

"Did you like it?" Jonas asked sheepishly.

"I fucking loved it," Noah promised; "You didn't have to show me that."

"I figured since I'd seen your video, it was only fair," Jonas confessed.

"You mentioned fucking around?" Noah whispered.

Jonas nodded and blushed – which was very cute.

"What are you doing at lunchtime?" Noah asked precipitously.

"Today?" Jonas asked with shock.

"You got me horny," Noah admitted.

That made Jonas smile - his whole face lit up with it.

"I think I'm available," Jonas said.

LUNCHTIME

"Where are you going?" Mateo asked.

Noah had started to race away from his desk the moment the lunch bell rang. He figured if he got away fast enough that he wouldn't even need to make an excuse about where he was going. However, Noah wasn't fast enough to beat Mateo's curiosity.

"Um... I've got a thing to do," Noah said.

He wished he'd thought of a good lie.

"A thing?" Ronan asked.

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"Is it a sexy thing?" Mateo teased.

Matty could be so damned intuitive when he wanted to be. He caught Toby's eyes when the word sexy was said. It was like an old wound; no longer sore or bleeding but one knew it was still there and he didn't want it reopened.

To Noah's surprise, Toby smirked.

"You can tell us about it later," Toby said; "I'd like to... understand what's going on with you."

Noah nodded and grinned and made for the door.

"Are you ok?" Samir asked Toby.

"Yea, actually I'm fine," Toby replied.

"How's your friend?" Samir asked.

"You have a friend?" Noah asked.

"We go to synagogue and have both been going through a lot. He's cool but I'll tell you another time," Toby said – though he rather doubted Noah would even remember.

Noah jogged away as Matty launched a conversation about keeping octopi as pets.

Noah and Jonas had agreed to meet in Mr Cooke's room. The Drama teacher was a handsome man in his late thirties with a rugby player build squeezed into a nice shirt and trousers. Neither Noah nor Jonas took Drama but they had each admired the man from afar and knew his room had a storeroom with access from the school corridor and the classroom - providing a dual escape route if they needed it. Noah met Jonas just outside the door to the storeroom.

"The classroom's locked," Jonas reported; "I think he keeps it locked when he's not in."

Luckily, the storeroom door in the corridor was not locked. Jonas turned the handle and the storeroom opened. Inside, they double checked that the door into the classroom was still locked – it was. They had chosen Mr Cooke's room not only for the dual escape routes but also the dual locations for fooling around. With the classroom locked out the storeroom would do quite nicely.

Jonas closed the door and turned the tumbler to lock them in; Noah turned on the light and looked at Jonas. They were both in full school uniform - blazers, shirts, ties, trousers and dress shoes - and Jonas looked very tasty in his.

"I've been wondering," Jonas said nervously.

"Yes?" Noah encouraged.

"That day when me, Dural, Jasper and your two friends jerked all over you... what was that really about? It wasn't a dare, was it?" Jonas asked.

"It's a long story," Noah responded; "It was kind of a dare. I'm on Sextr, the blogging and dating app? It's got a Task-Me thing and that was a task I was interested in. I have a thing about nudity and cum... and embarrassment."

"You like being embarrassed?" Jonas asked incredulously.

"I guess so. It's weird, right? Like the video I put online... thousands of people will have seen that. Strangers will see me stripping naked and jerking off," Noah thought out loud; "It makes me hard just thinking about it."

"I'd die if my video went online," Jonas said seriously.

"Who did you send it to? Who are the guys you made it for?" Noah asked.

"Dural and Jasper. They got me the tennis stuff for my sixteenth birthday. I trust them not to spread that video around, obviously," Jonas responded; "They're my friends and a bit more than that... but they're dating and the more serious it gets, the harder it is for me to be a part of things."

"Which is why you're soliciting me? Scandalous," Noah teased him.

Jonas closed the distance between them and kissed Noah's lips. The kiss was wet and hot and continued for a feverish minute. When Jonas moved back, he licked his lips.

"We should agree what we want to do," Jonas said.

He was nervous but excited; reserved but confident - Noah liked the low-powered domination.

"I'll suck your cock if you suck mine," Noah proposed.

He wondered if Jonas had only had masturbation in mind but was instantly rewarded with a smile, cute little dimples denting his mouth, and a happy nod. Jonas's bright eyes were like stars shining in a cloudless sky.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Jonas said. "But I wondered, since you like embarrassment, how about you get naked and I keep my uniform on?"

Noah's heart pounded with excitement.

"Ok but take off your blazer," Noah replied.

Jonas took it off.

"And now take off mine," Noah added.

Jonas was a sexy little fucker in his white shirtsleeves, the brilliant white interrupted only by the shock colour of the school tie down its centre. Jonas slipped his hands to Noah shoulders and pushed the blazer off onto the floor.

Noah was still facing the wall with the door they had come in through, there was a table in the middle of the room and on his right was the door into the classroom. The whole room was lined with books, props, costumes and paraphernalia; Noah's clothes just joined the clutter, albeit taking up floor space.

Jonas tugged Noah's tie off while Noah himself unbuttoned his shirt; Jonas liked what he saw - a thin and smooth body with nice brown nipples and a belly button that sat like a happy little circle in the middle of Noah's abdomen.

Noah's unbuttoned shirt was pushed off his shoulders and Noah tugged his hands free of the cuffs while Jonas opened Noah's trousers. Jonas then knelt down to unlace Noah's shoes and one by one Noah stepped out of them. Not content with this, Jonas tugged Noah's socks off too so Noah was barefoot.

Noah saved Jonas the bother of standing up by pushing his trousers down to his feet and lifting them one at a time so the trousers were off too.

"Wait," Jonas said before Noah could help with his underpants too.

Noah looked down at the cute boy and the cute boy looked up. Jonas put his arms around Noah's legs and hugged them, squeezing the pert buttocks with his hands and pressing his face into Noah's groin.

"Oh fuck," Noah announced.

Noah was half hard and leaked pre-cum into his pants, causing a white stain to besmirch the black fabric. Jonas put his mouth to the mound where Noah's dick was pressing hard and sucked on it. The head of Noah's cock pulsed excitedly and pushed out another inch of boy meat. It was getting hard for his underwear to contain the turgid beast.

Jonas reached up and pulled the briefs down enough to free Noah's cock; it bounced in the other his face and with confidence and greed, Jonas wrapped lips around Noah's cock and sucked. Noah was in heaven as the sixteen-year-old on his knees slopped saliva over his cock and pre-cum filled Jonas's mouth.

"Fuck, your cock is messy isn't it?" Jonas spoke with the taste of dick still in his mouth – the mess of thick, pre-fucking lube snot excited his taste buds.

Noah thought it was a funny comment coming from someone he really didn't know that well. They weren't good friends yet sex had a way of uniting teenagers in the universal search for pleasure. Jonas took Noah's cock back in his mouth and while his lips and tongue devoured Noah's erection, his hands caressed Noah's butt cheeks and pushed his briefs down. Jonas stroked and squeezed Noah's ass and then slid his hands down Noah's legs, taking the briefs with them. Noah's underwear pooled around his ankles – his bare feet needed only the merest lift to set them free.

Jonas loved the feel of Noah's silky legs. They were lean and satin soft and any notion that Jonas had of Noah shaving his legs was blown away – Noah was the smoothest thing that Jonas had ever touched. From thighs to knees and knees to ankles, there wasn't even a prickle of hair beneath Jonas's stroking hands.

Jonas could hear the noise of himself slurping Noah's cock which was bigger on the inside of Jonas's mouth than it had seemed from the outside. He took a breather, freeing Noah's dick from being sucked but stroking it. Jonas's hand marinated in his own spit that had mingled with Noah's obscenely leaking hard-on.

"Stand up," Noah asked – breathing heavily.

"Maybe I like it here. Maybe I like looking up at a pretty, naked boy," Jonas replied.

"Think how much better it'll be to watch a pretty naked boy suck your dick," Noah returned.

"Step out of your briefs," Jonas said.

Noah stepped out of his briefs and used his feet to arrange his school uniform into a pile he could kneel on – meanwhile, Jonas stood up. Noah unzipped and pulled open Jonas's trousers and tugged them to the middle of Jonas's thighs.

Jonas was also wearing petite little underpants rather than boxers; the contrast between Jonas's pale thighs, black briefs and white shirt was striking and delightful.

"I like that you wear briefs too," Noah commented.

"I'm told they're sad and make me look like a boy but... I am a boy..." Jonas replied.

"I think the bigger kids like making fun of us for not shaving three times a week yet," Noah agreed.

Noah tugged Jonas's underwear down to meet the trousers so they nestled just below the teenager's buttocks. Noah could almost see Jonas's penis and scrotum dangling under the shirttails and it was exciting that he hadn't quite glimpsed the finished product yet.

Noah lifted the bottom of Jonas's shirt with one finger, revealing three inches of teenage penis. Below it was a fuzzy little nest like two tennis balls and above was a neat patch of dark wiry hair. Noah noticed the patch had spread a little since that day in the showers when his shaved groin had been mocking compared to Jonas.

Noah had been checking Jonas out in the shower but had never really noticed the bigger patch before. Noah's pubes had grown back the way they were before - a small neat patch - but Jonas was developing a nice bush.

Noah nuzzled Jonas's penis with his nose and inhaled the smell of the boy balls. The penis grew a little and when Noah took hold of it and squeezed, it grew a lot. Within a minute it was full mast - just over six inches - and Noah was ready to blow Jonas's mind.

Jonas moaned when his cock entered Noah's mouth. It was a warm cave of pleasure that flowed through Jonas's dick and spread everywhere. Jonas stroked the inside of his thighs and then caressed Noah's cheeks while Noah greedily gobbled the cock.

"You were right," Jonas confessed; "It is nice to see a naked boy sucking my dick."

Noah freed his mouth to speak and replied; "I told you."

Noah licked the underside of the shaft and then flicked his tongue across the underside of the head, all the while looking up at the cute boy in his school uniform.

"How are you not dying of embarrassment?" Jonas asked.

"Why should I be embarrassed?" Noah said in between kisses to the head the cock.

"Why?" Jonas giggled disbelievingly.

"Tell me more. It'll turn me on for you to explain why I should be embarrassed," Noah explained.

Before Jonas could start talking Noah took his cock back in his mouth and started sucking again.

"Oh... fuck..." Jonas cried out.

Jonas clamped hands over his mouth and took deep breaths, steadying himself against the rising euphoria. Noah looked up at the boy in his school shirt and tie, his sweet face twisted with pleasure and biting his lip as he moved his hands to grip Noah's hair. Noah's eyes fixed on Jonas's pubes and bellybutton, his nose took in the smell of sweaty bollocks and his mouth could taste nothing but precum.

"I thought you'd be embarrassed about being naked in school. Because someone could catch us. It's bad enough I have my dick out but I could tuck it back in quick enough, you're totally naked," Jonas said.

Noah stopped, savouring the precum on his tongue and lips and looked at the glistening erection in front of him. It was solid and hot and pulsing - Jonas would cum in a minute.

"That's the stuff, keep talking. I'm totally naked..." Noah prompted went back to work.

"You're totally naked in school, on your knees, sucking cock," Jonas said in a mad rush; "A student or teacher could catch us and they'd see you naked. Your pubic hair is so short it's humiliating. You're so smooth, you look like these are your first hairs. Your feet are bare and your arse is bare and your penis..."

Jonas moaned more quietly this time and only at the last second, with Noah easing off on his tongue and suction action, did he avoid splatting himself. Noah was hard and as he was on his knees, his stiffy stuck straight out from his groin. Noah's member didn't just cry a single tear of precum, it drizzled the stuff in blobs that tainted Noah's shirt and trousers with silvery streaks.

"Not penis... cock... anyone could see your... your hard cock. Which dribbles like a fucking fountain. It's like you're pissing yourself there's so much precum... oh, fuck..." Jonas said.

The moment had come and Jonas filled Noah's mouth with juicy spunk. Noah drank down the first shot and deliberately withdrew so the next shot fired in his face, dripping off Noah's chin and landing on his school uniform that he'd been using to cushion his knees.

Jonas's shots of cum waned, the final ropes casting lazily towards the ground – some landed in Noah's lap and the rest splashed his uniform with more mess. Noah could still feel cum on his face, smears on his chin and around his mouth but he didn't wipe it away.

Noah stood up and Jonas gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Keep my cum on your lips for a while," Jonas said.

"You're kinda dirty," Noah observed.

"Says the boy who's naked in school," Jonas retorted and then offered; "Do you want me to suck your cock now?"

"Hell yes," Noah replied.

Noah stood up and sat on the table in the middle of the room. It was cluttered so the only space with enough room was facing the door into the classroom. Noah perched on the edge and pushed his bum back; his hard-on poked out the centre of his groin and dribbled, as Jonas had noted, with amazing volume.

Noah propped himself up with his arms behind him and watched Jonas pull up his trousers and underwear. It was an exciting prospect to get a blowjob from a fully clothed schoolboy while he was naked and Noah could hardly wait.

"It's bigger than mine," Jonas said as he sauntered forward.

"Not much bigger," Noah reassured; "It's nearly six and a half inches though and still growing, I think."

Jonas was quite transfixed. He stood right in front of Noah and leaned over his groin, putting his hands on Noah's knees and inching his mouth towards Noah's cock. When lips finally touched it, Noah was in heaven. Noah felt Jonas slide his hands up his bare thighs, hovering excitingly on the inside of his smooth thighs with beautiful pleasure exciting Noah's body.

The sensitive inside of his thighs became more heated when Jonas guided his hand between Noah's legs. One hand teased Noah's perineum and the other fondled his balls.

"If someone walked in now, you could race off in a jiffy," Noah said with a trembling voice.

Noah was hot yet chilled by his own sweat and he was excited to bursting point but not ready to finish. Jonas's head bobbed up and down, gulps taken as more precum oozed and Noah felt a trickle of it down over his balls. Precum mixed with Jonas's mouth juices were making a mess.

"I'm still sitting here in the buff with my short pubes," Noah continued.

Noah pressed his fingers through the long stubble above his dick, it was fuzzy and prickly and moist from perspiration. Noah widened his legs as he felt himself reaching climax. This was not the first blowjob Jonas had ever given, of that Noah was absolutely certain. The boy was a fucking pro - but perhaps it was Noah's horny excitement too.

"Do you want to watch me beat off?" Noah asked.

Jonas lifted his eyes and soon his mouth slopped out the heavy boy-cock.

"Do you want me to watch you?" Jonas asked.

"I think it would be exciting. I'm really, really close to blowing my load. You can watch me cover myself in cum if you'd like," Noah suggested.

"Awesome! Will I get the chance to swallow next time?" Jonas asked.

"Next time? I like the forward planning," Noah concurred.

Noah squeezed his insubstantial left pectoral while stroking his slobbery dick with the other hand. His palm mashed into the head of his cock, stroking the frenulum and polishing the rim of the head. Noah shuffled his arse back on the table so he could prop his heels on the edge and tilt his knees apart. He lifted his head and upper body to he could face Jonas better and the look on his face was one of amazement.

"I can see your hole," Jonas said with a dry mouth.

"What else can you see?" Noah asked as he continued to whack his cock.

"Everything. Your feet, your hairless legs, the sweet crack of your ass, your balls, your dick, your tits... everything," Jonas said.

All that was quite enough to push Noah over the edge. His cock exploded, casting cum all over his chest, under his chin, his shoulder - the spurts pumped more cum over his stomach but Noah was quite content with the orgasm - his brain obliterated for a blissful time.

"If you want to drink my spunk, I can probably cum again in five or ten minutes," Noah suggested teasingly.

"That sounds..." Jonas started to say.

Jonas stopped saying anything because what he heard was a noise at the door behind him. He looked at Noah who was blissfully unaware but his words were stuck for a second.

"...Like a key," Jonas hissed in a panic as the click snapped the lock open.

One turn of the handle and the door would open. The handle began to turn and Noah knew he was doomed.

"Hide behind the door," Noah hastily whispered; "Stay quiet."

Jonas moved just in time - the door swung open, with Jonas safely hidden from the entrant, and there stood a fucking schoolteacher.

The man filled the threshold - he was a tall and handsome man. Very manly too, shit hot and staring at the bare naked sixteen-year-old schoolboy. Mr Cooke's eyes bulged, his mouth fell open and he was stunned into immobility.

Mr Cooke didn't teach Noah but he knew who the Year 12 lad was. He never thought he'd see Noah like this up close. The boy's clothes were on the floor, with dirty blobs of spunk on them. Noah himself had his feet propped up on the table, legs splayed to present his anus and his erect penis had just showered the smooth boy with milky juice.

"Holy shit," Mr Cooke said as he turned around and stepped back into the main classroom.

Noah hopped off the table and mouthed "get out," to Jonas before following the teacher into his classroom. He noticed Mr Cooke's great ass, beefy in his trousers - not a helpful thing to pay attention to right now.

"Sir, wait, please," Noah said as he approached.

At that moment Mr Cooke turned and the teenager collided with him - Noah felt his dick wipe on the teacher's trousers and cum on his chest transferred to the man's shirt. Noah was already in trouble but now, he was in big trouble.

Noah loved embarrassment but this was something beyond anything he could ever have imagined. He was barefoot and bare naked in school, in a classroom, in front of an actual teacher and now his cum was on the man's clothes. Noah felt his wobbly dick and balls swing to a stop as the man looked him up and down with disgust.

Noah nearly shook with fear that mixed with his post-orgasmic comedown. It was hard to tell if he was feeling a trickle of excitement that he had been caught or a tickle of excitement from the jizz dripping down his tummy. Wasn't this a dream come true? Noah wasn't sure. Noah stepped back and tried to cover his penis, which was still semi hard but drooping. He realised the cum on the teachers trousers though and stepped forward to wipe it off.

"I'm so sorry," Noah said as he stooped over to wipe the solid muscle of Mr Cooke's right thigh.

It was a counterproductive process since Noah's hands had spunk on them too. The man stepped back and put up his hands to ward off further efforts. Noah stepped back again, embarrassed.

"Cover that thing up, Noah," Mr Cooke admonished.

"Sorry sir," Noah said, sincerely humiliated by his predicament.

Noah put his hands over his genitals, but his cock was still turgid so the short hair above his penis and the root of his cock remained within sight of the sexy teacher.

"My room was locked... it is locked again now. How did you get in?" Mr Cooke asked.

"The storeroom was open, sir," Noah replied.

"I must have forgotten to lock that," he muttered; "Noah... where are your clothes?

"In the storeroom," Noah answered reasonably.

"No! I mean, where... why are you nude?" the man replied.

A sensible question under the circumstances - Noah took a moment to answer and the seconds felt like forever. Would the man think he was stupid for not being able to answer a simple question?

In truth, Mr Cooke was processing a lot of information himself. Most importantly: OMG! Naked boy!

"Oh... well... I was just," Noah stuttered in reply.

"I think I can tell what you were doing, Noah," the teacher said curtly. "Why were you doing it naked in my storeroom?"

The way Mr Cooke emphasised the word "naked" made it sound sordid.

"I just wanted to do it," Noah said lamely.

"It?" Mr Cook demanded.

"Masturbate, sir," Noah said – humiliated that he had so spell it out.

"You just wanted to masturbate, naked, in my storeroom?" Mr Cooke asked sternly but secretly he was enjoying watching Noah squirm.

Noah shrugged - the less he said the less trouble he'd cause.

"Were you alone?" Mr Cooke asked with a clear implication.

"No, it's an all-boys school," Noah evaded.

"That's not what I asked," the teacher said with a smile.

Noah smiled for the first time too. He was still lamely covering his limp-long dick but was otherwise totally exposed. His fear was waning now and in its place was Noah's interest in exhibitionism.

"I was alone," Noah lied; "I'm sorry."

"For what?" the man asked.

"For... I mean, look at me," Noah responded.

Mr Cooke was looking. He was looking very closely. Noah was barely covering his dick, the root of his cock was visible above his hands and the boy was almost totally hairless. His chest and legs were smooth but the man knew Noah was post-pubescent. There was cum on the boy's skin, gluey and milky in appearance against Noah's white skin.

"I'm mortified," Noah muttered but he couldn't even persuade himself.

"Mortified, are you?" Mr Cooke asked sceptically.

Noah noticed interest from the teacher but he thought that was impossible.

"Move your hands," Mr Cooke said.

Noah obeyed – exposing his half soft cock, the head half poking out of the foreskin and already tilting back up with excitement.

"I should report this immediately," he said.

"Please don't," Noah pleaded.

"Do you know how much trouble I would get in if someone finds out I didn't report this..." he started to ask.

"I won't tell," Noah promised.

"How much trouble I'd be in if someone found out I'd been alone with a naked sixteen-year-old schoolboy in my classroom?" Mr Cooke emphasised.

"It's not your fault sir," Noah said; "I know I put you between a rock and a hard place, but please don't tell anyone about this... It's my fault. I wouldn't tell anyone you saw me, for my sake too."

Mr Cooke nodded and his eyes had landed on Noah's thickening penis. Just taking about his nudity was having an effect on Noah.

"Do you like being naked in front of me, Noah?" he asked.

Noah nodded and at the same moment the spell seemed broken; Mr Cooke reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief.

"You should clean yourself up," he said.

Noah reached for it and found his hand trembling; the exposure and enormity of what was happening had finally hit him and Noah felt himself shaking. His penis started to shrink to a more reasonable flaccid state yet remained a plump four inches.

"I don't think I can," Noah said with a shaky voice.

Mr Cooke stepped forward and began to wipe the cum off Noah's chin, then his chest and getting lower until he reached Noah's flat stomach and stubbly pubis. It was longer than just stubble but still unnaturally short. As the handkerchief swept over the short hairs, cleaning out congealing goo, the teacher looked into Noah's eyes.

"You shave down there?" he asked.

"Hair removal cream," Noah said.

"Good thing it's just me who saw you like this..." the teacher said.

His big hand was resting just above the root of Noah's four-inch cock.

"What if a class full of teenage boys had been in here when you followed me, hmm?" the man asked.

"I don't know," Noah said breathlessly.

The man was so close to him and Noah felt very excited.

"You'd like to expose yourself to all those boys, wouldn't you?" Mr Cooke asked; "Just like when you role play."

Noah's eyes widened with shock - his teacher knew he was an EMARP actor.

Noah's shock turned to a smile and Mr Cooke started grinning too. Mr Cooke dropped his hand from the sixteen-year-old's penis but he didn't step away. Noah could almost feel his hot breath.

"You've seen me?" Noah asked.

"Yes. Until this happened, I was actually worried about you," Mr Cooke said; "You're sixteen, you shouldn't be acting in those events."

"I'm sixteen, I shouldn't be naked in your classroom either," Noah pointed out.

"No... no, you shouldn't," the young man responded; "Are you ok, Noah? You weren't tricked or trapped into making those films and playing those roles, were you?"

Noah had thus far been isolated from the consequences of his EMARP roles - apart from the time Dural et al showed up but they hadn't told anyone. Noah reminded himself that the footage was online, just like the solo session he'd filmed in his bedroom and put on Sextr. Theoretically anyone could see it - including a teacher. It begged the question, had Mr Cooke been to a live event or bought access to the video?

"Did you see me at an event, sir?" Noah asked.

"No, I have been to an EMARP though. You know they film it, edit it and sell it online?" the teacher asked and Noah nodded; "The refined product is very polished... but it doesn't do you justice. I was shocked to see you of course."

"Today or in porn, sir?" Noah joked.

"Both. You never answered my question, Noah. Are you vulnerable? Were you exploited into making those films?" Mr Cooke asked.

"No, sir. I'm a nudist, and exhibitionist and I like it," Noah admitted.

"Do you like being humiliated by being caught too?" Mr Cooke asked.

"Yes. But I didn't mean to get caught like this, sir. I just wanted to jerk off," Noah answered.

He omitted Jonas from the series of events.

"Do you like me wiping your spunk up too?" Mr Cooke asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Do you like me touching you, Noah?" Mr Cooke implored.

"Yes, sir."

Mr Cooke liked that the boy kept calling him "sir."

Mr Cooke felt an enormous sense of guilt though - he knew he shouldn't be doing this. He should have reported the video the moment he saw it - Noah was sixteen but the studio implied he was eighteen. He should have walked away, told Noah to get dressed and reported the incident to the Head Teacher.

And yet, the thirty-eight-year-old could not stop looking at the perfect teenager. Knowing Noah was an EMARP actor had set the teacher's mind racing and being close to the cum-coated boy had set his cock bulging.

For a man and a teacher, being attracted to sixteen and seventeen-year-old boys was not something he wanted to be known. Most teenagers were gallous and vain but no-one had ever been like Noah McNelis. Which was a pity, really. He wished more of them would get their teeny cocks out.

Noah was most certainly a boy - sixteen and perfectly legal to have sex with but teachers get fired for that, even if the student is old enough. Quite right too. And yet...

"Put your hands on your head," Mr Cooke asked.

Noah did, exposing his fuzzy, stubbly armpits that matched the patch above his penis. Noah was astoundingly beautiful, smooth, thin and his soft penis was a sweet little nub with the head peeking out of his foreskin. Mr Cooke dropped the cum smeared handkerchief on the floor between Noah's bare feet. Fuck, even his feet were cute - his legs smooth and silky.

"Turn around and pick that up would you?" Mr Cooke asked.

Noah's heart quickened as he turned around and dropped his arms, then bent over; pushing his ass out towards the Drama teacher. Noah's bare back was smooth too - bones popping out the middle – and his ass was a pert and tight little mound.

Mr Cooke reached over and put his hand on the small of Noah's back and slid it up until it reached between Noah's shoulder blades. His other hand squeezed one of Noah's buttocks.

"Do you want me to stop?" Mr Cooke asked.

"More, sir. More," Noah answered.

Ignoring his better judgement, the teacher proceeded. He worked his thumb down Noah's moist crack and swept it over the tight sphincter. Noah gasped and curled his toes as pleasure gripped him - ceasing to reach for the handkerchief and putting his hands on his knees to stay stable. The man pressed his index finger against Noah's hole and eased it in.

Noah asserted his interest by shifting his ass backwards, pushing the finger deeper. Mr Cooke could feel the teenager's prostate - the squishy chestnut inside his ass was a pleasure button that caused Noah to moan.

It was a good thing he locked his classroom door and that they were at the back of the room. Mr Cooke looked between Noah's legs to see a stream of silvery precum that detached and hit the floor. He was amazed the boy produced so much precum and despite seeing Noah hard after cumming ten minutes ago, he wanted to see it again - this time closer.

Patience.

As Mr Cooke pulled his finger out and added his middle finger to the mix, he pressed in again and Noah shifted his feet just in time to get precum on his toes. Noah gasped and moaned and reached around with both hands each grabbing an ass cheek, parting them as far as they'd go.

Mr Cooke pulled his fingers out to gaze as the parted cheeks - the perfectly smooth pink orifice exposed by the boy himself. Noah didn't shave his ass (or his legs or chest), Mr Cooke didn't even need to ask that - he's been fucking guys since he was Noah's age.

"Are you stopping, sir?" asked Noah.

Noah looked over his shoulder - his sweet face filled with lust and delight. This was no naive teenage boy - he was savvy and Mr Cooke, accepting he was also being indiscrete himself, could not help but feel played by the sixteen-year-old.

Mr Cooke put his big hands on Noah's hips and Noah moved his hands back to his knees, though he was unsure what would happen next. Mr Cooke pulled Noah towards him and humped Noah's ass. Noah could feel the man's cock through his trousers - his bare ass enjoyed the juxtaposition of soft material and thick hardness within.

"Oh my, sir. Fucking hell," Noah said.

Mr Cooke knew he couldn't fuck the schoolboy but frottage was quite enjoyable too and he felt his own massive boner provide a teardrop of precum. It was nothing compared to Noah's dribbly dick, which was making his feet wet. Mr Cooke said when he let go of Noah's hips and he stood up straight again.

"Turn around, boy," said Mr Cooke scandalously.

Noah stood and turned, he was close to the teacher and could see the outline of his penis. No, not penis: dong, dick, erection, boner, cock... fuck tool. Without thinking, Noah reached out and grabbed it. Mr Cooke was too transfixed by the nude skinny lad, the decent sized cock and the silvery deposits on his feet to notice the grab - until he felt it.

Mr Cooke grunted and didn't pull away as Noah felt the girth and length of the monster cock. They both looked at each other - neither would have thought this was what was going to happen today.

"Sir, how big is your cock?" Noah asked.

Mr Cooke laughed at the question - it sounded so innocent from Noah's voice and yet it was a filthy and impertinent question. He liked Noah, he realised, and not just for his nudity. In fact, quite the opposite - it occurred that his attraction to Noah was less about him being young or a student or even being naked - it was his confidence and even his vanity. Mr Cooke could see those traits in Noah's participation in EMARP, the films that resulted from them and even the sheer gall of getting naked in school.

Perhaps he could talk Noah into joining his Drama club?

"It's eight and a half inches, Noah," he replied.

"Fuck me... I mean... I didn't mean," Noah clarified; "That is massive, sir."

"I'm six inches in girth so I'd rip you in half. I'm obviously not going to fuck you, Noah," Mr Cooke said though he knew Noah had not been asking.

Noah grinned and tugged his own cock, putting one hand behind his head to expose his pit again, then licked his lips. Noah realised he could taste remnants of cum - Jonas's cum. How long ago that tryst seemed - he hoped Jonas had escaped as he'd told him to.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Mr Cooke asked.

"Maybe," Noah replied while still stroking; "Maybe I was hoping you'd show me your big cock, sir?"

"Big? You called it massive a minute ago," Mr Cooke pouted facetiously.

"It is massive, sir" Noah answered.

Noah reached forward again with his free hand and rubbed the length of the eight-and-a-half-inch cock. Noah wondered what it would be like to ride it. Mr Cooke stepped away, out of Noah's grip, but kept his eyes on Noah.

"Is that a no, sir?" Noah teased - disappointed but understanding.

"Not this time," Mr Cooke replied.

"There's going to be a next time, sir?" Noah asked.

Noah loved liked calling the man "sir," it made him hot to think of the teacher seeing him naked, watching him masturbate and getting to feel the massive cock contained in his trousers. It was even wilder that the most fantastic of EMARP events.

"That would be a bad idea, Noah," Mr Cooke said instead - but he didn't say no.

Noah's hand was getting faster and making wet noises as it pounded over his slippery cock head; flecks of precum were still casting off onto Noah's feet and covering his hand. Mr Cooke's face blanched as he considered that maybe he had been thinking about another time - he shouldn't but he was.

"Do you like watching me, sir?" Noah asked.

The teenager skipped straight over the rejection - the horniness of youth had taken him. Noah had called him "sir" again and it got Mr Cooke thinking.

"Yes, I like watching you," Mr Cook confessed; "You like being watched, don't you?"

"Yes... it's called Martymachlia," Noah replied but Mr Cooke looked perplexed. "Martymachlia is sexual arousal to being watched in the act of sex."

Mr Cooke wished he could record the boy. He was impressed by Noah's body and mind – even if he was a bit of a smart ass. All the boys at Five Dukes Boys School were smart asses.

"I want you to think about joining my drama club," Mr Cooke suggested; "I'm running an after-school drama club... you'd enjoy it."

"I can just imagine what might happen if I did join, sir," Noah replied; "I'm imagining a wardrobe malfunction and... fuck, I'm close."

Mr Cooke rather liked the possibilities too. He would have to be very careful but the boys already in his club were of the sort who would be happy to pile in with interesting ideas for an amenable exhibitionist and nudist.

"As me for permission, Noah," Mr Cooke told the boy.

"Please let me cum, sir," Noah begged.

"Ask me to do it for you, boy," Mr Cooke suggested with a pounding heart.

He'd wiped cum from the boy and fingered his hole but the idea of jerking him off was even more delightful.

"Oh please, Mr Cooke. Please beat me off, sir," Noah pleaded.

Noah let go of his dick so Mr Cooke took hold of the teenagers cock. He started beating it - it was warm and hard and wet with teen-precum.

"You have a big cock for a sixteen-year-old," Mr Cooke said and Noah was too close to reply; "And you make precum like a fucking factory."

Noah giggled ran his hands though his hair while Mr Cooke pumped him; Noah sniffed his own armpit and then bit his lip as he looked at the hunky man in front of him. A moment later, Noah didn't even need to say anything - Mr Cook pointed Noah's cock straight up and Noah looked down at it. Cum fired straight into Noah's face, missing his mouth but hitting his eye. The second shot went in Noah's mouth while the first dripped from his face onto his feet; Mr Cooke held the cock tight and the cum pumped all over his hand.

Spunk overflowed, spilling on the floor and yet more on Noah's bare feet and toes. When Noah's dick finally stopped ejaculating, Mr Cook pushed his hand into Noah's mouth. Noah was caught by surprise but quickly sucked the four fingers, tasting his own spunk and swallowing it.

Mr Cooke wiped his hand on Noah's skinny bicep and then looked at the mess of his floor. Noah saw him looking and laughed.

"I'm not going to lick your floor clean, sir," Noah said.

"I was thinking of something else, actually," Mr Cooke replied.

To Noah's surprise Mr Cooke dropped to his knees - for a moment Noah thought the man was going gobble his slimy dick, but he didn't. Kneeling, Mr Cooke put his hands on the floor, doggy style, and Noah thought perhaps Mr Cooke was going to lick the cum off the floor, but he didn't.

Mr Cook leaned over Noah's bare feet and put out his tongue - tasting the saltiness of Noah's feet and cum sweat all in one. The man gripped Noah's bare and hairless ankles, caressing his smooth legs while licking Noah's feet clean of boy-juice.

Noah had never contemplated feet in a sexual capacity, but he had to admit it felt awesome. When the job was done, Mr Cooke sat on his heels and contemplated Noah's slimy dick. He thought better of it - he'd made enough insane choices for one day.

"Thank you, sir. That was awesome," Noah said eagerly.

"Go get dressed," Mr Cooke said.

"Thanks," Noah as he excitedly darted for the storeroom.

The storeroom was empty - so Jonas had left. Thank fuck he hadn't heard any of that or there would be trouble for Noah and or Mr Cooke. He dressed quickly even though he was damp with sweat and smeared with cum in multiple places.

When he emerged in his school uniform - looking almost respectable again - Mr Cooke suppressed the urge to shudder. He'd just looked at and fucked with a naked sixteen-year-old school boy, made him cum and licked his feet.

Mr Cooke didn't look at Noah in his school uniform and feel any attraction to him for that reason - the vanity and the confidence remained the overriding motivation. However, it would still get him fired if...

"You know I won't tell anyone, sir?" Noah said unsolicited.

"I'd appreciate that, Noah," Mr Cooke replied.

The Drama teacher knew it was unnecessary to explain to Noah the wrongness of what had just happened, just as he knew Noah appreciated the splendidness of what they'd just done. Noah headed for the classroom door and unlocked it.

"I'll think about joining the drama club, sir," Noah promised.

Five minutes, later Noah found Jonas.

"Fuck, you were in there forever. Are you ok? Did you get in trouble?" Jonas asked.

Jonas was too worried and on-edge to notice anything amiss and too desperate for reassurance to imagine anything untoward.

"It was fine, Jonas," Noah promised truthfully; "It wasn't your fault Mr Cooke walked in on me. He doesn't even know you were there."

"Is he going to tell on you though?" Jonas worried.

"No. He was really understanding," Noah pacified in reply; "I made something up about being a horny teenager and since I am a horny teenager, it wasn't even a lie."

Jonas laughed and relaxed.

"He's a cool guy. I go to his after-school drama club sometimes," Jonas admitted. "Still, it must have been mortifying for him to see you bare assed and bare foot and covered in your own stuff," Jonas said.

"It was... but it was fun in a way," Noah replied; "You're right. He is a cool guy. I think I might join the drama cub too... maybe next term."

Jonas laughed again.

"Just imagine..." Jonas said. "Now he's seen you in the buff, he knows you like to show off."

"Yea," Noah agreed; "Just imagine."

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