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 Thirty-Two: In Thickness and in Filth
SATURDAY 05TH JUNE 2021
"Noah, move your hands and let us see you properly," Mr Saito ordered.
Noah's hands had been nervously floating in front of his penis - hesitating to touch it for fear he'd get aroused but tempted to cup his genitals for modesty that he didn't usually possess. His hands protected the final vestiges of his modestly but through his fingers they must have been able to see his penis.
It was another in a series of humiliations that Noah would unveil his stubby, flaccid little dick. Noah made the mistake of looking into the expectant eyes of the eighteen home-schooled teenagers which only made it more difficult to expose himself.
Noah tried to imagine what they were thinking (beyond, "I'm glad that's not me") as they looked at him. They all believed Noah was a home-schooled teenager just like them – asked, theoretically volunteered – to be the naked model for a health class.
"Noah, please expose yourself to the class," Mr Saito prompted sternly.
Noah finally moved his hands - everyone had already glimpsed his dick but finally they had an unobstructed view of the penis and the sac of balls beneath it. Noah's fingers touched his hips, which only served to emphasise his smoothness and nakedness.
"There, now we can see everything," Mr Saito said; "Wow, don't we have a nice specimen everyone?"
ONE DAY EARLIER...
FRIDAY 04TH JUNE 2021
"That would be terrific," said Mr Saito.
Noah was trying to eat his lunch and manage his own degradation at the same time - it was hard being him sometimes. So much humiliation, so little time.
"Tomorrow at ten AM," Noah confirmed and then hung up.
"What's happening at ten AM?" asked Toby nosily.
Noah was pleased by Toby's interest but he didn't want to tell the truth – which was just another example of the change in their friendship. There was a time when Noah would have told Toby everything.
Noah didn't know how to explain he was participating in a health class where he was going to be stripped in front of the other boys in attendance and who knew what else. Mr Saito had asked Noah to go with the flow.
"Go with the flow?" Noah had replied with a titter – it just sounded silly in his head.
"Yes, sorry. To be honest I felt silly just saying go with the flow," Mr Saito said. "Kyo has been giving me hints about what to do with you..."
"I bet he has," Noah jested.
Noah had kept the conversation as one-sided as possible given his friends were listening. Anyway, it had ended with the agreed upon 10AM meeting.
Noah was currently naked at home and surrounded by the usual suspects: Toby, Ronan, Mateo and Samir. The midterm holidays were over but the exam timetable had resumed and the boys were working hard. They had taken a break from studying but would have to get back to it soon. Noah absentmindedly crossed his bare foot over his knee and scratched his ankle. Toby tried not to look at Noah's flaccid penis but he still found it hard not to look at his nudist friend.
Toby felt strange between his legs – a tingle that made him feel good. Toby's feelings about being gay hadn't changed but his internalised fear and loathing had subsided. They were still there but they had lessened. Toby had started talking to a person at his synagogue – someone his own age with their own problems and conflicts. It had put Toby's feelings in perspective and he was starting to accept himself in a way he never had before.
Toby had always thought Noah would be the one to help him become comfortable with being gay but their friendship had been glued back together like a broken vase – it wasn't the same and there were still cracks.
Toby watched Noah whose flaccid dick was small and sprouted from a small bush of pubic hair. Toby wondering if his friend would answer the question honestly. Noah didn't tell him anymore but Toby was aware that Noah was exploring adventures. The fact that Noah didn't tell him was symptomatic of the change in their friendship they were both responsible for.
Noah liked being naked when he was studying and each of the boys had taken a turn hosting the others in their houses. Noah was always naked in his own home and was increasingly comfortable being naked Ronan and Mateo's houses when studying there - as long as their parents weren't home. Toby couldn't imagine anything more humiliating than being naked in front of other people. What if someone came home early and saw Noah's little penis out in the open?
"I'm getting a check-up," Noah replied to Toby's question.
Noah couldn't very well tell the truth about what was happening tomorrow morning - he didn't even have the complete details but he didn't think Toby would be comfortable with it. Noah was very much stretching the truth. Which is to say, he was lying... Noah was lying.
"Oh. Are you sick?" Toby asked with concern.
Toby was still suspicious but Noah's reply made Toby wonder if he was being paranoid about Noah keeping secrets. On the other hand, Saturday was an odd time to be getting a check-up. Toby took a bite of his chicken salad sandwich as Noah replied.
"Only in the head," Noah joked.
"We knew that," Toby agreed with a chuckle.
It was good to be laughing with Toby. Ever since they had fallen out, things hadn't been right. Like humpty dumpty, Noah didn't think they could be put back together again. It felt good when they had innocent and carefree banter. There were moments like this one when things felt fine but there were far more moments when things felt... not fine.
"Are you ok?" asked Mateo.
Noah and Toby looked at Mateo, unsure who he was talking to. Matty wasn't talking to either or them and when they looked to Samir, his eyes were on Ronan who was staring off into space.
"Ronan?" Noah said, prodding their friend.
Ronan's gaze slowly returned, at which point he blushed as he noticed them staring. His expression was almost sullen and withdrawn and Noah recalled that Ronan had tried to share a secret a couple of weeks ago – when they were off during the midterm break. Noah had asked Ronan once in the intervening time but Ronan had fussed awkwardly and it was obvious he was struggling to talk about... whatever it was he was struggling to talk about. Noah had since been so focused on studying and planning sexy misadventures that he felt liked a bad friend for not trying harder.
"Sorry, I was... distracted," Ronan said distractedly.
Ronan was glad of his friends but sometimes it was hard to stay focused. He felt the same way when he was sat in the classroom; it wasn't that he didn't listen, he just felt like his thoughts were in a fog that he couldn't get to clear.
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Even the voice was an indiscernible stream of nonsense and word salad. No songs, commentary, quotation, or criticism - it was making a lot of noise though and his head was starting to ache.
"Were you thinking about boys again?" teased Samir.
"Maybe," Ronan said tiredly.
"I'm always thinking about boys," Noah offered.
Noah casually sat back in his seat and spread his legs. The more time he spent naked, the less inhibited he was. While Toby and Matty's eyes boggled at the sight between Noah's legs (Ronan still acting a little vague and Samir not interested in boy-parts), Noah was oblivious. With his legs open, his soft penis flopped over his loose scrotum; his hairless thighs framed the genitalia beautifully. It was a wonder any of the gay or bisexual boys got anything done when Noah was nude.
"I'm always thinking about boys too," Mateo asserted.
Ronan chuckled along with everyone but in truth he was worried. Rather, he was even more worried than usual. The invisible voice had been with him for a long time now and for months Ronan had been contemplating telling someone about it; he had wanted to tell Noah at Christmastime but chickened out. Ronan had galvanised his courage to tell Noah he needed to talk two weeks ago but Herman had bullishly decimated Ronan's confidence and there never seemed to be a good time. Ronan had a problem, sure; but other people had lives and problems too and they weren't waiting around for him to share his issues.
Samir, Matty, and even Toby - Ronan could have spoken to any of them; he wasn't sure why he'd set his heart on telling Noah.
<<Because he's the main character.>>
Herman had been making nothing but noises, often just whispering quietly like a poorly tuned radio in another room, for the last few hours. The sudden clarity in his voice was jarring and made Ronan's head ach more.
The voice broke through with its usual pass remarkable wit and as usual it had a point. Ronan wondered if Herman was deliberately or accidentally insightful. Noah was the centre, the main character, in their friendship group and it felt natural to gravitate towards him.
"Are boys going to be in any of our exams? Because that's what we're meant to be focused on," Samir pointed out.
Although it was the midterm holiday, the exam timetable had already started. Given the expense of Five Dukes Boys School, they all felt the pressure to perform well. They had gathered at Noah's house to study for their respective exams and taken a lunch break that should have finished ten minutes ago.
"I'd like to examine boys," said Matty salaciously.
"Stop it!" admonished Sam affectionately.
"Sam's right, we should get back to studying," said Toby reluctantly.
<<Good luck with that. Five thousand green bottles sitting on a wall; five thousand green bottles sitting on a wall; and if one green bottle should accidentally fall; there'll be four thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine bottles sitting on the wall. Four thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine bottles sitting on the wall...>>
"Is there anything we can do to help you be less distracted?" Noah asked Ronan with concern as his friend glazed over again.
"I don't know," Ronan replied over the 4996th bottle; "I really don't know."
They studied for another hour or so be no-one's heart was in it. It was Friday afternoon and they went back to school on Monday – when the exam timetable would resume and the pressure would be on again. The all wanted to enjoy the weekend.
With studying was over; Mateo, Toby and Samir headed home together. They were chatting as they sauntered down Noah's street. They had invited him to walk them to the end of the road, nude of course, but Noah declined.
"It's May, it's a beautiful day," insisted Mateo as he gestured to a glorious blue sky.
"It's not about how nice a day it is. It's about the neighbourhood not seeing my penis," Noah replied.
"You're so self-conscious," Toby mocked gently.
"Ha ha ha," Ronan said.
Noah wasn't so self-conscious that he didn't show them to the front door. Standing with the front door wide open, totally naked until they were out of sight. Only Ronan remained, waiting for his parental taxi to arrive.
"It might be best if I don't flash your mum when she gets here," said Noah.
"I'd appreciate that," Ronan agreed.
Noah went quiet as he considered what to say next. They were back in the living room and while the other friends were walking home, Ronan was waiting for a lift. Noah had noticed how unfocused and distracted Ronan could be and how he came out with non sequiturs sometimes - it was part of his charm. However, Ronan himself seemed more worried about it and that worried Noah.
Ronan had always been quirky and odd, his reactions and mood slightly askew but Noah was a twenty first century boy who held the world but as the world. Maybe Ronan was autistic, Noah idly wondered? They all accepted Ronan, peculiarity and all but something didn't feel right.
"Ronan, is something wrong?" Noah asked.
Matty had asked earlier but it was hard to talk about problems when everyone is looking. It was just the two of them now and Noah hoped Ronan would open up.
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"You tried to tell me during the midterm holiday and I was a crappy friend. You can tell me now... if you want to," Noah said.
Ronan desperately wanted to talk to someone about what he was going through but he was scared - he felt abnormal and he felt like...
<<A freak. That's what they'll call you.>>
Ronan had been keeping the voice inside his head a secret for so long, he didn't know who he'd be once someone else knew.
<<You'll be no-one. You'll be alone. Pathetic and alone if you tell him.>>
"Something is wrong," Ronan confessed and he didn't know if he would be allowed to say more.
The voice had no real control over him - it could not direct his actions.
<<Remember, a Jedi can feel the force flowing through him. You mean it controls your actions? Yes, you do what I fucking say, motherfucker!>>
The invisible voice could not make Ronan do anything but it made him scared. It shouted at him and emotionally blackmailed him and it scared him - especially when it came to contemplating telling people. In more lucid moments, Ronan reflected on the capacity for self-preservation imbued upon the voice. Moments of lucidity were few and far between – it was embarrassing for Ronan to admit that he'd never attempted to diagnose who or what the voice was or where it came from.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Noah said gently.
<<No! He doesn't. Let the Wookie win.>>
Ronan couldn't keep letting the voice win.
"It's complicated..." Ronan started to say.
<<Motherfucker, stop it! I'm warning you.>>
Ronan winced at the volume of the invisible voice shouting at him.
<<Don't you dare tell him. You know what'll happen if you do? You'll get locked up. Or they'll kill you.>>
"It's ok, Ronan. Take your time," Noah encouraged gently.
However, just then the doorbell rang. Any possibility of Ronan talking was broken and he checked his phone so see if his mum had arrived outside for him - she usually called or text him when she was waiting. There was no message.
Noah opened the front door to see Scott on his doorstep.
Scott's eyes were wide and bright when he saw Noah was nude.
"I was hoping you'd be undressed. You look great," Scott complimented.
It was a brilliant sight to have Noah answer the door naked; his flaccid penis was a satisfying stub jutting out from his groin. Noah's pubes were back to his normal but they were still short above the root of his penis, his testes still just a fuzzy dandelion and his chest, abdomen and legs were all naturally smooth. Indeed, the dark wiry hair above his penis was contrasted by the creamy smoothness of his thighs.
Noah appraised Scott with a lustful eye; he was wearing a grey t-shirt that was stretched across his chest and showed off beefy arms. He didn't quite have the muscle for a rugby player build, but close. Scott also wore white shorts that showed off tanned legs with dark hair sprouting out of them.
Scott saw motion over Noah's shoulder and suddenly became aware of a boy behind the nudist.
"Sorry, I didn't know you had company. Ronan?" Scott said.
"Hi, Scott," Ronan replied.
Noah vaguely remembered Scott saying he was Ronan's neighbour – Scott had seen Noah leaving Ronan's house the morning after a Halloween party (Noah's birthday, seven months ago).
"I didn't know you knew Scott," Ronan said.
<<They probably talk about you behind your back. Everyone does. They're laughing at you for not knowing.>>
"Yea well, you and I are friends who go to school together and Scott and I are friends who don't go to school together," Noah explained.
Scott appreciated not being called "the boy who cleans the windows," which was how one posh boy in the area had introduced him once.
Noah also recalled that Scott had said he and Ronan were just neighbour, not friends and that Ronan was strange. Scott wasn't wrong but who cares about strange? What even is normal?
"I need to go," Ronan replied.
"You don't have to," Noah insisted.
He knew something was bothering Ronan and it felt important to listen to him.
"You can stay, Ronan," Scott said sincerely. "I didn't know you guys were so close. That's cool."
"No... it's ok... Mum will be here soon," Ronan said awkwardly.
Noah saw a micro expression on Scott's face – a knitting of his eyebrows and shift in his eyes. Noah was always so busy thinking about himself and the things going on in his life that he had not only overlooked something going on with Ronan but also other people had noticed.
"I mean, you're still standing with the door wide open and your dick out..." Ronan said and half-joked.
Scott sniggered and Noah smiled that the situation was defused with a funny, off the cuff joke. Still, Noah knew he had let Ronan down by not listening again.
"Shit," Noah muttered – covered his penis and stepped out of sight of the street.
"She'll be here any minute," Ronan repeated and his eyes were downcast again.
Ronan stepped out and squeezed past Scott. Scott was quite a hunky teenager and Ronan had registered Scott's relative lack of surprise that Noah was naked. Ronan wondered if Noah and Scott had an intimate relationship.
<<That's none of your damn business.>>
"Ronan, we should talk," Noah implored.
"Later," Ronan replied as he stood on the doorstep.
"Promise?" Noah said.
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"Ok," Ronan agreed.
<<Bastard.>>
Noah watched Ronan stand on the kerb waiting for him mum. He looked a little sad and lonely - like a lost boy. Noah stayed hidden from view, aware that Ronan's mum didn't need to see his penis and, not for the first time, amazed none of his neighbours had seen him nude.
The empty house across the road might change that once the new family moved in. Noah hoped there would be a hot teenage son but he was just idly fantasising now.
"Ronan knows you're a nudist then?" Scott said coolly.
"All my friends do. Ronan was trying to tell me something but..." Noah started to say.
"Oh, sorry. Did I interrupt?" Scott apologised.
"I'm not really sure," Noah admitted.
When Noah looked again, Ronan was gone.
"Sounds complicated... are you guys..." Scott left the question implicit.
"No. We fool around sometimes but we're not dating if that's what you mean," Noah illuminated.
Scott grinned in reply.
"I didn't really mean anything," Scott said unconvincingly. "I heard Mr Saito had arranged for his class tomorrow and I thought I'd come and see you."
"Do you want to see me take a bath?" Noah flirted.
"That sounds good," Scott agreed.
Noah beckoned Scott to follow and he was only too happy to trail Noah a few paces behind - especially as they climbed the stairs and Scott got to look up at Noah's peachy little ass. Noah plugged the bath and turned on the hot water, once it was heated, he adjusted the cold tap until the water was running to fill the bath with warm water. He left it a little cooler than normal because it was a hot day.
Noah hadn't planned on having a bath - especially on a summer's day - but he had been going to have a shower. The shower was big enough for two and that might have been fun but too tempting to cum and he was saving up his sperm for tomorrow. Moreover, if Scott really was here to talk, they wouldn't be able to hear each other as well over the sound of the water.
The bath was a fun alternative - quiet once the tub was full of wet and slippery skin and someone to wash his back.
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Noah asked.
"I came to check up on you and see if you knew the plans for the health class?" Scott replied.
Noah sat on the edge of the big bath - even Daniel, who was much taller than Noah, could stretch out in it. It was a wealthy luxury and Noah had caught the look on Scott's face as he looked around the "posh" bathroom.
"I think so. Mr Saito called me a little while ago," Noah responded.
Mr Saito - Hisoka - was the father of Kyo, a boy Noah had gone to Primary School with. Hisoka home schooled Kyo but he also conducted lessons for Dukesbridge Sixth Form College, specifically a health class focusing on sex education.
Hisoka had seen Noah's penis when Noah had been naked in Kyo's house; it wasn't accidental exposure either, Noah knew Kyo had planned for Noah to get caught. It had been a pleasant surprise to discover Hisoka was a bisexual man and a normal surprise to be invited to be a health model.
"Mr Saito wants you to..." Scott started to say.
"Go with the flow?" Noah interrupted – the phrase still sounded silly in his head.
And while he was thinking about flow, Noah turned off the water.
"Do as you're told," Scott added.
"What have you told him?" Noah eyed Scott suspiciously as he slipped his feet into the water.
Scott was mesmerised by the water lapping around Noah's lower legs, his silky skin turning shiny.
"Me? You and Kyo plotted for Mr Saito to catch you naked, remember? Kyo might have added your penchant for exhibitionism," Scott replied.
Noah sank into the water, stretching out his legs and submerging himself up to his neck. Noah had been equal parts excited and embarrassed by the idea of Kyo's dad catching him naked. Indeed, Hisoka had been impressed that Noah was not mortified to be naked or aroused in front of him.
After catching the sixteen-year-old boy naked, Hisoka had left the room and then Kyo conspired the second part of Noah's humiliation. Noah had been masturbating when Hisoka returned to the room - just in time to be splashed with hot and copious boy cum.
Three months had passed since then and the time had finally come for Mr Saito's health class to be exposed to Noah. So to speak.
"And Mr Saito is keen on exhibiting me?" Noah asked.
"Can you blame him? His usual models strip down to their underwear, according to Kyo at least. Mr Saito can't wait to get you out of your pants," Scott replied.
Noah let the innuendo linger.
Noah sat up and reached for his shampoo, squeezing some onto his hand and rubbing it into his hair until it became a thick lather. Scott watched, knelt beside the bath as they talked, and took the opportunity to plunge his hand into the water. Noah appreciated the caress on his thigh and knew Scott was teasingly avoiding touching his dick. Noah looked at Scott as he raised both arms to needlessly scrub his short blonde hair, exposing his armpits and the neat little fluff of hair inside.
"Tease," said Scott.
They both laughed and when they stopped, Noah leaned over and scooped up water to splash water over his head and rinse the shampoo out. Scott took in the sight of Noah's bare back which was a gorgeous sight of glossy white skin that was shiny with water.
The nape of Noah's neck was aching to be touched and below where Noah's back met the water was skinny and tight and kissable. With his hair soap free, Noah sat up straight; his chest was dripping and his midriff disappeared beneath the water.
"Do you want to wash my back?" Noah asked.
Scott picked up a sponge and rubbed it over Noah's back without saying a word. Soon, Scott had reached under the water and was sweeping the sponge over Noah's sacrum. He wanted to touch Noah's bare ass.
"Do you want me to stand up?" Noah asked.
Scott looked at him with big eyes and nodded. Noah thought it was cute that he had rendered the fellow sixteen-year-old speechless. Noah put his hands on the edge of the bath and levered himself up; once he was standing, dripping wet, he turned to face Scott.
Scott was still knelt beside the bath so he was eye level with the middle of Noah's thighs. Scott's eyes moved up a little so he could look at Noah's dripping penis and scrotum. Noah looked gorgeous; the summer sun shining into the bathroom and bouncing off Noah's skin, the window was open and offering the breath of a breeze.
Scott lifted the sponge again and started rubbing it on Noah's legs, working up but by-passing the obvious area of interest. Scott's washing slipped over Noah's tight abdomen and when he squeezed the sponge, the water cascaded down over Noah's penis.
"Will you and Kyo be at the health class tomorrow?" Noah asked.
"We wouldn't miss it," Scott replied.
"You asked me about Ronan, seems only fair I ask you about Kyo. Are you guys... together?" Noah asked.
Noah found himself wondering if he was seducing a boy who was already attached and that wouldn't be fair. Scott and Kyo certainly seemed close and made a good match. Noah had no interest in a monogamous relationship, but he didn't he didn't want to jeopardise someone else's.
"No," Scott said flatly and his expression changed – guarded but almost angry.
"But you like him?" Noah pressed.
"Yea but... it's complicated. Well, not really complicated," Scott babbled. "Look, we both look forward to seeing you. One thing we agree on is lusting over you."
Noah smiled because he liked the attention but there had been a lot said in the things Scott hadn't actually said. He wanted to venture carefully.
"Scott..."
"Noah?!"
Noah was looking down at Scott whose eyes had been fixed on Noah's dick but now shot up to see Noah's shock. They both wore wide-eyed, deer-in-the-headlights expressions. Scott knew only that someone was coming up the stairs but Noah had recognised the voice - it was his dad.
"Noah?" his dad asked again.
Scott dropped the sponge in the water just as Bruce McNelis nudged the door open.
"Just a..." Noah didn't get a chance to finish.
Scott turned to see Noah's dad and he jumped out of the way – where he thought he was going was anyone's guess. Had he stayed where he was, he would have obscured the man's view of Noah. As it was, Bruce was offered a full-frontal view of his bare naked and soaking wet teenage son.
"Sorry," Bruce said.
The man started to turn away but Noah was gallus as ever - confident to the point of arrogant and bold as brass.
"It's ok, dad. I was just finishing getting washed," Noah said.
"Yea, sure..." Bruce replied.
"This is Scott. You remember, he's my friend and his dad runs the window cleaning business," Noah added.
Bruce felt compelled to look in Scott's direction which brought his eyes over his son's soft penis. His son was naked (he always was at home) but the wetness made Noah's skin shine; his skin was taking on a golden colour from the summer weather but his brown nipples still stood out in contrast to his white skin. It wasn't just the nudity or the wetness though – there was something about looking at his own naked sixteen-year-old boy while another boy was in the room. Bruce felt judged for looking at his son's penis and swinging testicles.
"Hello Scott," Bruce said.
"Hi Mr McNelis," Scott replied.
Scot was more embarrassed than Noah. He was stood at the opposite end of the bath but with Noah's dad in the threshold of the bathroom he couldn't leave. Scott realised he had left Noah more exposed to his own father and thought he would die of embarrassment on Noah's behalf.
"We were just talking about a health class," Noah said truthfully.
"Oh yes?" Bruce said.
Bruce brought his eyes to meet his son's and Noah smiled innocently which made the father suspicious. Noah nodded and Bruce looked at Scott who also nodded. Curiouser and curiouser. Noah stepped out of the bath, exposing his entire naked body to his dad; only his lower legs had been obscured by the bath and the water but the reveal was still remarkable.
Noah's hairless legs and delicate ankles and his bare feet were all quite exquisite. Noah was a beautiful boy and the recognition of this filled Bruce with an acute sense of guilt for sexually evaluating the sixteen-year-old. However, Bruce was the kind of man who stood in front of the mirror when he masturbated - enjoying the sight of his own body. Noah was a miniature version of Bruce himself, reminding the man of the boy he had been nearly twenty-four years ago. Bruce would be forty soon and his attraction to Noah's nudity was partly due to his reverence of youthful beauty and nostalgia for his own teenage years.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you but I thought you weren't going to be home until next month?" Noah asked.
"I wasn't but something came up and I won't make it back for your brother's birthday. I figured I'd surprise you by visiting for a long weekend," his dad replied.
Daniel was going to be twenty-two on the fourth of July - just four weeks away. It reminded Noah he'd need to get a gift soon. Moreover, Bruce would be forty on the twenty-first of July and Noah needed to get him something special for that. Dad had been home for Dan's twenty-first birthday celebration last year but his commitments were going to make it impossible this year.
"Well this is a pleasant surprise," Noah replied.
"Yes," Bruce agreed; "I was going to take you both... I mean you and Dan, to dinner tonight?"
"That sounds good," Noah agreed.
An awkward silence fell as Bruce considered if he should invite Scott to dinner too. Were Noah and Scott dating? Scott wished he could turn invisible as Noah exposed his nudity to his own dad – he still could not understand the level of mortification at being exposed like that to his own family. Noah was thinking how to get out of the awkward silence.
"Me and Scott were going to sunbathe in the back garden," Noah said.
"Good... I'll leave you boys to it," Bruce said.
Noah's dad was glad of the excuse to get away. The bathroom door closed and Scott groaned with embarrassment.
"I can't believe your dad caught me with you like this," Scott moaned.
"Like what?" Noah said innocently as he splashed some water on himself to make his skin wet and sleek again.
"I can't believe your dad caught me with you naked. You just let him look at your willy," Scott said childishly.
"My dad and brother see my willy all the time. Hasn't anyone in your family ever caught you in the shower?" Noah asked as he stepped out of the bath.
"Rob did once. A few months ago," Scott blanched at the memory.
"I can just imagine it now," Noah purred. "Your pumping away on your dick..."
"I wasn't jerking in the shower," Scott interjected.
Noah would have teased Scott that his brother seeing his limp dick was perhaps more embarrassing but he was caught up in a fantasy.
"...Your naked skin, shiny with wet. Hair matted and your eyes filled with water so at first you don't hear him," Noah continued to imagine, getting hard himself as he fantasied. "Your so close to cumming and you wipe your eyes just as you reach the edge..."
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Scott asked dryly – the fantasy was cute and exciting but thank fuck it hadn't really happened.
"Then you see him. Right as you shoot. Rob, you whisper. And then you cum as your brother watches. Cum shooting onto the glass of the shower. Rob keeps watching until your hand leaves your dick and only then do his eyes move to the streaks of cum on the glass. Lick that up, Rob tells you. Your still exposed as you lean down to eat your own cum, looking into your brothers eyes as you taste the sludge," Noah concluded.
"Nothing so exciting," Scott killed the mood. "He saw me for two seconds and then left."
"His loss," Noah teased.
Noah was hard and posed in front of Scott as he stoked his dick for Scott's eyes only.
"You shouldn't cum before the health class," Scott said.
"I guess so," Noah said but he played with his balls as he said it. "I've not cum all week."
"Tomorrow is going to be messy then," Scott enthused.
"If I can't cum, you should," Noah suggested. "I can see your hard."
Scott was turned on by Noah and by the silly fantasy he had painted. Without warning, Noah dropped to his knees in front of Scott and pulled his shorts down. Scott offered a panicked look towards the bathroom door – it wasn't locked, what if someone walked in.
Scott's rapidly whisked away short caused his hard-on to bounce which Noah stilled by grabbing it and wanking it a few times, easing the foreskin back and gazing at the gaping eye. Scott's fears of being caught evaporated as Noah's mouth enveloped him.
Scott wasn't like Noah – he didn't like being humiliated or embarrassed and he didn't want to be caught in a compromising position but Noah giving head was exquisite. It banished fear and anxiety while Noah's head bounced up and down. Noah used his tongue to lick the shaft and then used his lips to apply tight and strong suction to the head of Scott's cock. Scott moaned as pleasure pulsed around the ridge of the mushroom head and when he came, it was in fitful spurts.
"Then Scott took his brothers cock from his mouth and looked up pleadingly, please don't tell daddy you saw me wanking my willy..." Noah invented while the taste of Scott's cum was still on his lips.
"Shut up," Scott giggled, stepping back while pulling his shorts up and stuffing his sloppy dick inside.
"Keep sucking my cock, Scott. Let me cum in your mouth, little brother, and I won't tell a soul," Noah concluded.
"You have a vivid imagination," Scott said good-humouredly.
"I'm glad you liked it," Noah replied. "I imagine your imagination combined with Kyo and his dad's will more than rival anything I could dream up."
"Oh, you just wait. You're gonna love it tomorrow," Scott promised.
Although claiming they were going to sunbathe had only been an excuse Noah had fed his dad, it actually sounded like a good idea so after Scott got dressed again he and Noah headed out to the back garden. It was late in the afternoon now so Daniel would be home soon and so would his best friend Jamie who more or less lived with them.
Once Noah and Scott both had deck chairs out and fully reclined, they stretched out on them. Scott had kicked off his trainers and Noah looked at his bare feet - not that he had a foot fetish but he had nice toes that Noah could imagine sucking.
"You can take your t-shirt off if you want," Noah suggested.
Scott looked at Noah to decide if he was being sexually suggestive but it was an innocuous statement. They were just sunbathing. Scott felt strange in his white shorts, shirtless and barefoot next to a naked Noah. The hadn't spoken for a few minutes and Scott was thinking about what had inspired Noah's incestual fantasy story. It made him wonder about Noah and his true feelings about being seen in the nude by his own family.
"Your dad saw you naked," Scott said subtly.
Noah cast a glance at him. Noah was stretched out, arms behind his head so his pits and penis were all on show. Noah squinted in the bright summer sun and grinned at Scott. He appreciated how strange the whole bathroom scene must have been.
"I'm a nudist at home, remember?" Noah said.
"Your dad saw your cock," Scott said shrilly.
"Yea. So?" Noah replied nonchalantly.
"I'd die if my dad saw my dick," Scott said.
"After the misadventures we've had, are you really surprised I'd not care that my dad saw my penis?" Noah asked.
"Nothing should surprise me with you now," Scott confessed. Then he asked: "Has he ever seen you hard?"
"Yes," Noah admitted; "I was fooling around with some friends, Matty and Ronan, and dad walked in. Literally my boner was pointed at him."
"That sounds humiliating," Scott said.
"It was. We went to dinner after it and my friends made me cum with a remote-controlled prostate massager," Noah continued.
"Your life is fucked up," Scott said with a laugh.
"You and Kyo are plotting to exhibit me in Mr Saito's health class and you're only just realising my life is fucked up?" Noah replied with a giggle.
"Touché," Scott said; "I'm amazed you lie out in your back garden with your dick exposed like that... I just don't get it."
"What?" Noah asked, turning on his side to face Scott.
"You're not even hard. I get hard when I strip for a shower never mind running about naked all the time like you do," Scott confessed.
"I like being naked," Noah said simply.
"What if the paperboy came along right now?" Scott asked.
Noah's paperboy was fourteen with short blonde hair and golden skin. He was very cute and Noah caught himself watching the younger boy as he did his rounds. Getting caught by the cute little fucker was more appealing than frightening. In fact, Noah thought the boy had seen him once or twice but he hadn't said anything and Noah thought the mystery was thrilling.
"We can sunbathe in the front garden if you want to find out?" Noah joked in reply.
"Is there no limit to the crazy stuff you do?" Scott asked.
Noah opted not to talk about the EMARP events he participated in - confessing to being a sixteen-year-old porn star was the kind of thing it was wise not to tell too many people about. Scott had already seen him naked in a shop changing room, naked in a cinema and tomorrow they were plotting a classroom; the honest answer to Scott's question was that Noah didn't know.
"If there is a limit, I haven't found it yet," Noah admitted.
"If I asked you to get a hard on right now, would you?" Scott asked.
Noah reached for his dick and stroked it for a few minutes until he was fully erect.
"Do you have neighbours? Aren't you worried about them?" Scott asked.
"They're at work. I like to imagine they have teenage sons and if they want to look..." Noah held his cock in a full and upright position.
Noah's cock literally pumped precum as Scott gazed at it. The messy stream of silvery piss dribbled down the shaft of Noah's impressive dick. Noah cupped his left pectoral – a flat and boyish muscle on the teenager's slim frame – and then fiddled with his nipple using his thumb.
Noah looked at Scott's wide eyes and chuckled at the amazement in them. The flaunting boy let go of his cock with a satisfying thwack as it hit his tummy. He put his hands behind his head to expose both his pits again.
"Touch it," Noah said.
"What? What if someone sees? What if your dad comes out?" Scott protested.
"If my daddy comes out and sees you playing with my dick? That would be exciting," Noah said.
Scott could not believe his ears but he couldn't not touch Noah when given the chance. He leaned over from his lounger and stroked Noah's smooth inguinal line. When Scott touched the head of Noah's cock, it was sticky and wet. Noah's cock was meaty and heavy as Scott stroked it, feeling it leak some more.
"Oh yea!" Noah moaned loudly – just to embarrass Scott.
Scott pulled his hand away.
"You're shameless," Scott said as a compliment; "Tomorrow is going to be amazing."
When Scott left, Noah went back inside. He thought his dad might have more questions about Scott, but if he did he resisted asking them. Noah wasn't complaining - the last thing he wanted was his dad to have "the talk" with him. His dad was well used to seeing Noah naked, so that wasn't an issue but the number of boys he spent his time with?
Bruce didn't ask his son about Scott, not because he wasn't interested but, because he didn't want to intrude in his son's life. He had spent over a year away from home, except for the odd week throughout the year, and he didn't feel he had any right to invade Noah's privacy.
Apart from the moments when he saw his son naked. Accidentally!
Besides, there hadn't been a chance to talk after Daniel and Jamie came home and Bruce didn't know if either of them knew about Scott (or if there was anything to know) so he kept quiet. Perhaps, Bruce mused, he should talk to Daniel about the changes in Noah's life. Big brother seemed to be on top of things and if Dan said Noah was ok, that would be good enough for him.
Bruce took Noah, Daniel and Jamie out to dinner during which Noah was asked about school. It was going well; he was looking forward to the exams being over and a few weeks after that school would be out for summer.
Once they were back home, Noah went back to his room to study and then to browse Sextr while touching himself. Noah resisted cumming and succeeded only in giving himself blue balls. When he got tired, he went to bed.
SATURDAY 05TH JUNE 2021
On Saturday morning, Noah's usual routine of breakfast in the nude and showering in the nude and doing chores in the nude passed the time. His dad and Daniel were planning to go to lunch but Noah made his excuses. Besides, Daniel deserved individual time alone with dad.
When it came time to getting dressed? Noah could hardly walk the streets naked, not matter how much he wanted to - he pulled on a t-shirt, black briefs, white shorts and ankle socks with his trainers. The t-shirt didn't hug his body, it was loose enough to ripple in the wind which tantalised his nipples. Noah also chose regular shorts rather than his running shorts which clung to his ass and showed off his hairless thighs. The shorts instead ended just above his knees but were also loose and Noah was excited by the idea of someone looking up the legs of his shorts to see his little underpants.
It took half an hour to reach Dukesbridge Sixth Form College but it was a hot summers day and Noah took detours that let him boy-watch whenever possible. Since it was a Saturday, the campus was quieter than during the week. Mr Saito home-schooled his son Kyo but a few times a year he and a few other home-schooling parents teamed up to share educational duties.
Mr Saito had the honour of teaching sexual health and in the past had used models but they kept their boxers on. It was clear Noah would not be afforded the same courtesy and Noah had asked Mr Saito if he worried about sexualising the lesson.
"You're obviously planning more than just getting me naked," Noah said during a conversation about the upcoming event; "What if one of the boys tells his parents?"
"If you had a graphic sexual health class, would you tell your mum and dad?" Mr Saito replied.
"Probably not," admitted Noah – actually, he would be tempted to tell his dad but Noah wasn't like most boys.
"The whole reason I'm teaching the kids about this stuff is so they don't have to. You wouldn't believe the naiveté and excitement of some of the boys when they come to this class." Mr Saito replied.
For the accumulated home-schooled classes, Mr Saito had booked a classroom at Dukesbridge Sixth Form College. Noah entered the Marquis Building and stepped up to the first floor. Noah didn't need to look far for the designated classroom because standing outside was well over a dozen boys.
Noah hadn't expected so many. Among them were Kyo and Scott.
Noah approached his two friends who were also dressed in shorts and t-shirts - all the boys were, it was after all a hot summers day. Noah looked at their legs, fuzzy with teenage hair and compared them to his own. Noah wasn't underdeveloped, just naturally silky, but he liked the contrast between himself and the other boys.
"I can't wait for this," Scott said.
"You're just in time," Kyo added; he nodded up the corridor to where his dad was now approaching.
Mr Saito admitted the boys into the classroom; it had a writing board at the front with a teacher's desk in front of it. There followed five rows of four desks, twenty in total, evenly spaced. Mr Saito gave Noah, nor his son, any special attention or instructions - he just let everyone file in to take a seat anywhere and then closed the door.
The room was stiflingly hot so Mr Saito opened the window, inviting a breath of fresh air that wasn't especially cooling but it was fresh. Once all the boys were settled, Mr Saito was ready to begin. It was a Saturday in summer and the teacher could tell some of the boys were raging about having a class at the weekend. Mr Saito surveyed the room: he knew several of the boys already. His son and Noah and Scott obviously, but he had met many of these boys parents before and they'd been to classes of his before too. Suffice to say, they'd never been to a class like this. The boys ranged in age from fourteen to nineteen. Mr Saito worried about the younger boys seeing what he had planned but hadn't been able to dissuade their parents from sending them. The older lads looked bored already and assumed there was nothing Mr Saito could tell them that would be new.
Boy were they in for a shock.
Mr Saito counted heads to make sure everyone was present - nineteen boys including Noah, Kyo and Scott.
"I'd like to welcome you all here. Most of you will have met me before, I'm Mr Saito," the man said. "You're all here because as home-schooled children, there are some topics that are easier to talk about as a group. And let's be honest, most parents don't want to talk to their kids about sex and vice versa."
The class still looked bored and even the mention of the word "sex" hadn't energised them.
"Some of you may have been to my previous lessons on sexual health where we discussed prophylactics, STI's and relationships," Mr Saito continued. "I usually have a model present whom we can look at and talk about but unfortunately, he is unavailable today... I mean, unless one of you would like to replace him?"
Show time.
There were a couple of awkward laughs at what sounded like a joke. Playing along, Noah did not volunteer.
He hadn't known what to expect, he had only been asked to go with the flow. Noah was used to outlandish adventures when he participated in EMARP events but this was real life and now that he was here, Noah realised how insane what he was about to do really was. The EMARP felt real but it was always contained, today was really real and Noah was stepping into new territory.
"That's actually a great idea," Kyo agreed.
"Yea. You should volunteer, Kyo," Scott suggested.
"No way! Not me," Kyo said; "What about Vinnie?"
Kyo looked a tall, dark and handsome man - who looked older than his nineteen years - who succeeded in visibly blushing despite the heat and the beard that covered most of his face.
"Not gonna happen," Vinnie said.
Vinnie had a beefy chest and arms and big, strong and hairy legs. He crossed his arms in defiance and as Noah looked around the room he saw most boys were shuffling uncomfortably and looking down in the hope they wouldn't be seen. None of them really thought they'd be made to be the replacement model but they weren't going to take the chance.
"Noah," called Mr Saito; "How about you?"
There was a murmur of voices and a few laughs as someone was picked, supposedly at random.
"M-me?" Noah asked.
"Yes, Noah. Come up here," Mr Saito said authoritatively.
Noah didn't know anyone in the room and none of them knew Noah - except Kyo and Scott. Noah assumed since Scott was here as a co-conspirator rather than because he was home-schooled, no-one knew Scott either. It was exciting and intimidating to stand in front of eighteen boys (sixteen strangers) and know what was about to happen.
"I know everyone's looking but don't be shy Noah.... take off your clothes," Mr Saito said.
There was a lot of giggling as he said this - the boys guffawed and weren't sure if Mr Saito were serious; if he were serious, they didn't know if Noah would do it; and if Noah did take off his clothes, would they really want to watch? The class weren't all gay - some were, some were bisexual, some were undecided but even the straight boys were excited by the humiliation of a fellow boy. Boys could be like that.
"In front of everyone?" Noah asked sheepishly.
"We're going to be studying anatomy and sexual health, we need a body to examine," Mr Saito said reasonably. Noah looked uncertain so Mr Saito added; "Be quick."
Noah lifted his leg and pulled off his one trainer followed by his sock; his naked foot touched the cool floor and Mr Saito took the items from him. Noah lifted his other foot and repeated the process. Even the act of removing his shoes and socks had engaged rapt attention - gone was the resentment of missing a gorgeous summer day.
Was Noah really going to strip for them? The class didn't fail to notice Noah's bald legs, ankles and feet - he was a cute teenage boy and they wanted to see more. All Noah had removed as his trainers and socks but even barefoot was a total transformation. No-one was bored now.
"Come on. Hurry up, Noah," Mr Saito prompted.
Noah fiddled with the hem of his t-shirt before lifting it to reveal his tummy, belly button and abs and then his chest; as Noah lifted the shirt over his head, his armpits peeked into view and by the time Noah's arms were in front of him, the whole class was checking him out.
Noah feigned shame while he fidgeted with his t-shirt and used it to try and cover his body, slowly pulling one arm from the sleeve and acting like he hoped this would be the end of it. The boys in the classroom seemed to revel in Noah's humiliation. They imagined how they'd feel if they were Noah - let the ground swallow them whole - so the fact they were observers was a thrilling reprieve.
"Give me this," Mr Saito said impatiently.
Kyo's dad snatched the t-shirt from Noah and the class giggled and laughed at him again. Now Noah was deprived of the only item hiding his sixteen-year-old torso from full view. Noah's youthful beauty was obvious even to the heterosexuals. He was too thin to be sculpted but his lithe body held an adolescent appeal and is innocence only served to encourage the class full of boys to want more.
"Mr Saito, I'm embarrassed," Noah whined convincingly.
Noah head a few sniggers and saw some sympathetic faces but there was hunger in the eyes of all the boys now.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, is there class?" Mr Saito asked the room full of horny boys.
There was a chorus of "no" from around the room.
"You look fine."
"Keep going, Noah."
"It's just other boys here."
No-one knew how far this was going to go but it was already a lot of fun, cheering on the exhibition of one of their peers.
"Come on Noah, we don't have another model," Mr Saito persuaded; "You're the model today and we're studying sex so we need to see you totally naked."
The reaction in the class was audible – gasps, sniggers and disbelief.
They had all heard Mr Saito say, "take off your clothes" but none of them really expected a boy from the class would be told to get naked. That was the appeal of the whole situation - Noah was one of them, just a boy in a class of boys – it was so exciting that one of them was being told to get naked.
Noah appreciated the subtly of Mr Saito's language - he used the word "we" when telling Noah:
We're going to be studying.
We need a body to examine.
We don't have another model.
We need to see you naked.
"We" saved Mr Saito from sounding like a dirty old man.
"Oh... I dunno... I mean..." Noah stammered.
The twitch of a smile that only Mr Saito could see told the man that's Noah's hesitance was an act and he could proceed.
"Noah, you volunteered," he replied sternly. "You know what we're studying. You've taken of your shoes and sock. You've taken off your shirt. You need to take off the rest. We need you bare naked."
The whole class was aware: 1) of how juvenile "bare naked" made Noah seem and 2) how mortifying Mr Saito's language was. Noah tugged the hips of his shorts down a little, revealing more of the smooth and flat plunge between his belly button and his dick.
The boys in the front row were close enough to see that Noah's shorts were now so low they should be able to see pubes; the fact they couldn't told them Noah's pubes were probably going to be embarrassing.
Noah's shorts were buttoned, so he gingerly unbuttoned them and unzipped. Nervously, Noah looked up. The whole class could see him topless, his boyish legs and now his underpants peeking from his shorts. Noah didn't have to pretend to be nervous - he really was. Noah was nervous because when he participated in EMARP events, the circumstances were controlled. People attended knowing what to expect - this whole turn of events was a surprise for the teenage audience.
This audience were not trained or forewarned to expect nudity and graphic sexuality so their reactions would be fascinating for Noah to observe. As Noah watched the class, they smirked at his discomfort while Noah's hands hovered on his shorts.
"Oh for goodness sake..." the teacher said.
Surprising him, Mr Saito grew impatient and he stepped behind the boy, grabbing the hips of Noah's only remaining clothing and jerking them down. The shorts and underpants descended together with humiliating effect.
The whole class - eighteen boys – gasped that Noah had just been pantsed by the teacher. Then they laughed at Noah's predicament as the naked teen hesitantly covered his boy bits.
Noah's shorts and underpants had come down in one go. Until a few seconds ago most of the boys still believed Noah would be made to pose in his black briefs. Now Noah's peers were looking at him with shorts and underpants around his ankles, sitting atop his bare feet. Noah's nervous hands floated in front of his flaccid penis. Noah knew he would soon be compelled to get hard – his cock would be thick and filthy as he performed for a crowd of teenage boys he did not know.
The boys in the class laughed at Noah's nudity, not out of cruelty but nervousness for they could see he was a gorgeous boy. Noah's partially obscured penis was a few inches long, the head tucked inside it's foreskin and his pubes were shockingly short.
"How old are you Noah?" asked Mr Saito with an exaggerated look at Noah's groin.
"Sixteen," Noah replied.
More chortling filled the room.
"I have more pubes than that and I'm only fifteen," said one of the younger boys.
"Do you want to show us?" Mr Saito suggested, knowing he wouldn't.
"No way. Noah volunteered, not me," the boy said.
"Noah, move your hands and let us see you properly," Mr Saito ordered.
Noah's hands had been nervously floating in front of his penis - hesitating to touch it for fear he'd get aroused but tempted to cup his genitals for modesty that he didn't usually possess. His hands protected the final vestiges of his modestly but through his fingers they must have been able to see his penis.
It was another in a series of humiliations that Noah would unveil his stubby, flaccid little dick. Noah made the mistake of looking into the expectant eyes of the eighteen home-schooled teenagers which only made it more difficult to expose himself.
Noah tried to imagine what they were thinking (beyond, "I'm glad that's not me") as they looked at him. They all believed Noah was a home-schooled teenager just like them – asked, theoretically volunteered – to be the naked model for a health class.
"Noah, please expose yourself to the class," Mr Saito prompted sternly.
Noah finally moved his hands - everyone had already glimpsed his dick but finally they had an unobstructed view of the penis and the sac of balls beneath it. Noah's fingers touched his hips, which only served to emphasise his smoothness and nakedness.
"There, now we can see everything," Mr Saito said; "Wow, don't we have a nice specimen everyone?"
There was a murmur of agreement and indecipherable comments, several with a mocking quality to their tone. What Noah noticed most was the abject astonishment from the boys. That a sixteen-year-old peer would fully expose himself to everyone in the room left them incredulous.
"Ok Noah, step out of your clothes please," Mr Saito said.
The instruction subtly forced Noah's actions to be complicit in his own humiliation. Noah's bare feet stepped out of his shorts and underpants and Mr Saito stooped down to pick them up, his cheek accidentally brushed Noah's penis so it jiggled for the audience of boys while the teacher removed the last vestiges of Noah's clothes from sight.
"Excellent," Mr Saito declared; "We have a beautiful example of teenage anatomy. Now, let's take a good long look at our naked model."
It was a daunting moment and almost unbelievable. Noah had been exposed like this in an EMARP before but that was fantasy. This was real life. Noah was really exposed and while he was flaccid for now, he knew that wouldn't last. The class of boys looked at the exposed and exhibited boy with open amazement and pity and this was only the beginning...
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