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-Three: In Fitness and in Girth
SUNDAY 06TH JUNE 2021
<<Don't tell him, Ronan! For the love of god, don't tell him!>>
"Please stop shouting at me," begged Ronan.
Tear were streaming down his face and he was gripping his head as if it might burst. Noah watched on helplessly - having not spoken, he didn't understand why his friend was asking him not to shout.
Noah liked Ronan and was glad they had become friends nine months ago. At first, Ronan had seemed weird or odd - pick your euphemism - but over time he became quirky and finally just Ronan. Sure, sometimes he muttered to himself or came out with non sequiturs or he was distant and apathetic; but Ronan was also funny and charming and kind.
"Ronan, I don't know what to do," Noah said helplessly.
"I need to tell you something," Ronan responded desperately.
<<For the love of god, Montresor.>>
"Yes," Ronan mumbled, "for the love of god."
"Ronan, what..." Noah started to say.
"I hear a voice, Noah... Inside my head. I hear him all the time. Please help me..."
ONE DAY EARLIER...
SATURDAY 05TH JUNE 2021
"Noah, move your hands and let us see you properly."
"Noah, please expose yourself to the class."
"There, now we can see everything. Wow, don't we have a nice specimen everyone?"
"Ok Noah, step out of your clothes please."
Noah's hands had floated nervously in front of his penis as he protected the final vestiges of his dignity. Through his fingers, the boys must have caught glimpses of Noah's boy cock but fully exhibiting himself was his final humiliation – until the next humiliation.
Eighteen home-schooled teenagers believed Noah was a home-schooled boy just like them but asked to model butt and dick naked for a health class.
When Noah finally moved his hands, he moved them to his hips where his dancing fingers emphasised his smoothness and nakedness.
In almost all his adventures, Noah's cohorts had been in on things so they knew what to expect – theses astonished fourteen to nineteen-year-olds had no idea why any sane boy would do what Noah was doing. For a sixteen-year-old peer would fully expose himself left them stunned.
When Noah's silky bare feet had stepped out of his shorts and underpants, Mr Saito had bent down to pick them up, accidentally touching Noah's penis so it jiggled while the teacher spirited the clothes from sight.
EMARP events had allowed Noah to indulge in fantasy but this was real life – fully exposed, limp and just waiting for his inevitable erection. The open amazement with which he was treated was fun and any fear he felt was excitement mixed with trepidation. It was time to begin...
The class of eighteen teenaged boys couldn't believe Noah had just been pantsed - by the teacher no less. It was so hot to see a boy their own age naked in front of them - unbelievable that one of their peers would be stripped for a lesson in anatomy... and sexual health... or something.
"Noah, why don't you put your hands on your head so the whole class can see your body as clearly as possible?" Mr Saito suggested reasonably.
The class were amazed how compliant Noah was because he obeyed without complaint. Noah's exposed teen dick had incredibly remained flaccid despite the attention of thirty-eight eyes (the boys, including Scott and Kyo, plus Mr Saito) on it. Noah's lithe body and exposed pits were a visual temptation, taunting the class to desire a glimpse of his tight little ass.
"As you can all see, Noah is a sixteen-year-old boy. Do you shave your body, Noah?" Mr Saito asked.
"Sometimes, sir," Noah replied.
"Doesn't take long by the looks of it," someone jeered.
"But it's all grown back," Noah added confidently.
"Are you sure?" another boy heckled and raised a laugh.
Mr Saito ignored it, a failure in discipling that would only encourage more jeering later.
"Right, so we see Noah with his normal amount of body hair. You can compare him to yourselves, but he is very smooth for his age. Noah might yet develop more hair but we can see the legs, inner thighs and chest our model are all very smooth," Mr Saito laid out in detail.
Facing the entire class, Noah had nowhere else to look but at the faces of boys aged fourteen to nineteen – everyone of them examining his totally exposed body.
"Although I would say, compared to my normal model, Noah's pubic development in his armpits and above his penis is diminutive," Mr Saito observed analytically.
"What does that mean?" asked one of the younger boys.
"It means that compared to the norm, Noah has very little hair indeed," Mr Saito replied.
"Would you say he has the same hair as a younger boy?" Kyo asked leadingly.
"Indeed, perhaps thirteen or fourteen," Mr Saito responded. "His legs are entirely hairless, as is his chest. His armpits and penis are the most striking examples of how physically immature our model is."
The class were leaning forward with interest to examine Noah's lacklustre pubescent development. Noah found himself blushing furiously with mortification as his apparent lack of development was discussed. They were amused now but what would they think once they saw him hard?
"You don't mind if we discuss you do you Noah? You did volunteer to model naked for us after all," Mr Saito said.
"It's fine," Noah replied nervously – nervous with anticipation.
"It would be understandable if you were a little embarrassed," Mr Saito said.
"Why would he be embarrassed, Mr Saito? Aren't we just discussing health and development?" Scott asked as if he were oblivious to the problem.
Multiple boys, unsure if Scott was taking the piss or was the most naïve boy ever, sniggered.
"Noah might be embarrassed, Scott, because he is fully naked in front of so many boys his own age," Mr Saito said.
"Are you embarrassed, Noah?" asked a boy Noah didn't know.
Fuck! A total stranger was looking at him naked and must have been thinking Noah was the stupidest boy on the planet for standing there like that!
"A little," Noah agreed.
"Are you embarrassed because we can all see your willy?" giggled someone in the room, generating more giggles.
Mr Saito watched as the immaturity descended.
"Well that takes us onto the next topic," Mr Saito said. "I appreciate you enduring the embarrassment of being exhibited with no clothes on, Noah. Now, everyone look very closely at our model's genitals."
The teacher wasted no time bringing attention to Noah's dick and balls. There were more smirks and shared looks as the boys giggled their way through what they had anticipated would be a very boring class. It was anything but boring. A stifling Saturday indoors had taken an exciting turn.
"Noah's testicles are loose inside the scrotum," Mr Saito humiliatingly highlighted. "Can you all see how they are sagging underneath Noah penis?"
"What other words can you think of to describe the testicles or scrotum?" Mr Saito encouraged.
"Balls."
"Eggs."
"Goolies."
"Gonads."
"Nuts."
"Scroat."
"Ball sac."
"Teabag."
"Nut sac."
"Danglers."
"Bawbag."
"Excellent, thank you," Mr Saito settled the barrage of synonyms.
The attention to his groin was intense and constant. Noah could feel his hot skin getting clammy and shiny with sweat.
"If everyone looks at Noah's penis, we can see that it is very small just now," Mr Saito critiqued unnecessarily of Noah's two and a half inches. "The correct word is flaccid, of course. Can you think of any other words?"
"Little."
"Floppy."
"Tiny."
"Soft."
"Neat."
"Droopy."
"Limp."
"Very good," Mr Saito, interrupted with an approving tone. "We can also observe that Noah is uncircumcised. The prevalence of circumcision in the United Kingdom is about 8.5% and rates of voluntary circumcision have been falling. Research has found many circumcisions are happening due to misdiagnosed phimosis but there are targets to reduce circumcision for this reason to 2%."
"What's phimosis?" asked one boy a few rows back.
"It basically means a tight foreskin," Mr Saito replied professionally. "Let's observe how the foreskin should retract..."
Mr Saito desperately wanted to touch Noah and ease the foreskin back for himself but he wanted to keep the professional charade up a little longer. Besides, getting Noah to do it himself could be fun.
"Noah, I want you to touch yourself. Everyone, please observe our model. Watch for the performance of his foreskin while Noah plays with his penis until the head is exposed," Mr Saito said with barely-concealed glee.
Noah kept one armpit exposed but reached between his legs to touch his dick and show the eighteen boys the performance of his foreskin.
"The purpose of the foreskin is to protect the glans, or head, of the penis. However, it is indicated that an intact foreskin increases the risk of infections and inflammation," the teacher continued. "On the other hand, circumcision reduces sensitivity because continuous exposure causes thickening and drying of the mucous membrane covering the glans. As such, the foreskin increases sexual pleasure by sliding up and down the shaft and stimulating the glans by alternately exposing and covering it."
To emphasise the point, Mr Saito gestured to Noah who was now sliding his foreskin back and forth.
"Good boy, Noah," Mr Saito patronised. "You're doing an excellent job modelling for us. Thank you again for volunteering."
Because everyone was looking at Noah's dick, none of the students noticed the smirk on Mr Saito's face as the attention to Noah's penis began to have the inevitable effect. Noah's dick began to firm, lengthen, harden and swell until it was at full mast. Noah's cock was hot and erect and he was thoroughly embarrassed about it.
He hadn't been told to stop, so Noah continued to expose and cover the head of his penis. The foreskin stretched and slid against the slick glans as his cock began to discharge disgusting precum that soon made Noah's stroking sound slurping and wet.
"Oh dear, it appears Noah is now fully aroused," Mr Saito said as if surprised by the turn of events.
The commentary was unnecessary because everyone had noticed the size of Noah's big erect dick – they revised their feelings about him having seen it hard. Because Noah had not been told to stop, he continued to stroke his now totally erect cock.
He could see that every stage of the performance surprised the boys in the class more and more. Even Scott and Kyo – who half knew what to expect – were flabbergasted by the exposure. This was till only the beginning of the planned performance.
"My goodness, Noah. Perhaps you should stop now," Mr Saito said seriously. "I only intended to demonstrate a normal foreskin. This... this is degrading and highly inappropriate."
Noah's hard-on was emitting an impressive amount of natural lube that covered the head and made a squelching noise as Noah continued to jerk himself. Noah let go of his cock and returned his sticky fingers to behind his head, exposing his other sweet armpit again. His stiffy continued to bounce and leak.
"You're a sixteen-year-old boy, Noah. Not a porn star," Mr Saito admonished to the sound of sniggering boys. "No-one wants to watch you masturbate, young man."
Noah looked around the class and saw that this was not true. Again Noah reminded himself he had done this and worse in EMARP, but that was role-playing. EMARP was a sports game attended by sports fans; this was simulated to appear impromptu and the attention on Noah was bound in surprise, suspense and disbelief.
"I think you should apologise," Mr Saito said.
"I'm sorry everyone," Noah said.
Although he was still embarrassed, it was a struggled to keep a straight face as Mr Saito admonished him and made him apologise for being degraded and exhibited.
"You will stand there until you apologise properly, Noah," Mr Saito said sternly.
"I'm sorry for getting aroused and making you all watch me masturbate," Noah repented.
"Well, I simply don't know how I should proceed now," Mr Saito said as if it weren't obvious.
Scott or Kyo were surely about to speak up but someone beat them to it.
"Can we feel it?" asked one of the younger boys.
There was laughter at the suggestion, at Noah and at the boy who had asked.
"You want to touch another boy's dick?" someone asked him.
"There's nothing wrong with curiosity," Kyo defended him.
"Indeed, it's quite natural to experiment during teenage years and young adulthood," Mr Saito assured everyone. "Moreover, there is a significant difference between self-experimentation and experimentation with someone else."
"How so?" asked the boy who had wanted to touch Noah.
"When one engages in onanism, the sensory feedback comes from one's hand and sexual organ. Experimentation with someone else helps you to understand the pleasure of sexual interaction with someone else. You can learn what you enjoy or do not enjoy through experimentation with others," Mr Saito illuminated.
"So... can we touch it?" asked another boy, albeit more meekly.
"I think that's an excellent idea, don't you agree Noah?" Mr Saito prompted. Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "Why don't we start with the youngest boys first? Line up and feel Noah's erect penis."
The fourteen-year-old and three fifteen-year-old boys stood up and came to the front of the room. The youngest was a sweet boy with black hair and eyebrows and dark eyes. He was delightfully handsome. The boy took a grip of Noah's cock and let out a surprised gasp.
"That feels..." he stopped, realising he was perhaps too excited about another boy's dick; "I mean... I've only ever felt my own. It's weird how someone else's cock feels."
"While the rest of you watch other boys fondling Noah, you should observe that Noah is big for his age. He had a small flaccid penis but we should measure his erection later as a matter of interest," Mr Saito suggested.
"After we've all had a feel," said a fifteen-year-old who had stepped up to grip Noah's fuck-tool.
The three fifteen-year-old boys took turns to grip and jerk Noah in front of the remaining class of home-schooled boys. Noah could see some uncomfortable shifting in chairs as they struggled against their own arousal.
"Is all that precum normal?" asked the last fifteen-year-old.
The fourteen and fifteen-year-old boys all had sticky residue on their hands or fingers.
"Noah does appear to create a remarkable amount of pre-seminal fluid," Mr Saito commented.
"Yea, we know," complained the middle boy; "We got it on our hands."
The four youngest boys sat down and Noah breathed a sigh of relief. The stroking was starting to make him very horny and taking him closer to ejaculation - he still had so many boys to go.
Five sixteen-year-olds followed, including Scott and Kyo. They seemed to get a kick out of blending into events as if they were no more involved than anyone else. They had done nothing to draw attention to themselves or to incite favouritism – it added to the fun to pretend they were just another pair of teenagers enthralled and disgusted by Noah and embarrassed for the naked model.
A collective miasma of teenage thrill was circulating the room. Noah could smell his own teenage musk, his armpits still exposed and dripping with sweat from the heat and sexual attention. It was as Kyo stroked him that Noah shuddered for the first time.
"Oh... my..." Noah hissed breathily.
"Did I do something wrong?" Kyo asked.
"No," Noah whimpered.
"I think he's enjoying it," said one of the boys who hadn't taken his turn yet.
As if to punctuate the point, everyone looked to watch Noah's cock; the foreskin retracted to expose a glossy head and the eye weeping a stream of precum that leaked onto the floor.
Kyo giggled and made space for Scott who was gentle and kind to Noah's dick – either to spare Noah further pain from delayed arousal or to extend the torment. No-one wanted to see Noah cum yet, least of all Mr Saito, Kyo or Scott who knew just how much more they could get Noah to perform.
The sixteen-year-old's sat down.
Five seventeen-year-olds felt Noah's achingly hard cock.
"Now be careful, we don't want Noah to ejaculate, do we?" Mr Saito warned.
Three eighteen-year-olds enjoyed the pleasure although none of them identified as gay, all of them thought the obscene demonstration was a quality example of ritualistic humiliation.
The only nineteen-year-old in the group was Vinnie - the big lad who had been teased by Kyo into volunteering. Vinnie was surprisingly gentle and Noah was sweating slightly by the time the older boy was jerking him off. He stood to the side so everyone could see Noah's totally nude body and slick, pulsating penis.
Noah's hands were still behind his head so he felt beads of sweat trickle from his armpits, down his side; he could feel sweat drip down his legs from his moist groin and he could see the droplets on his feet.
"I think that's enough now. Vinnie, take a seat," Mr Saito said.
Vinnie sat down and Noah was left exposed to all eighteen boys again. It had been exhilarating to be masturbated in turn by each age group while everyone else watched. Now Noah was left with his big teenage fuck tool dribbling, the head exposed and the whole shaft gently bobbing up and down.
"Shall we measure him?" Mr Saito said.
Mr Saito retrieved a tape measure and read the scale. His eyes flitted up to Noah with a pleased expression. Noah could read the man's mind - he was going to enjoy announcing to the whole class how big a penis the teenager had.
Noah could half imagine being in a class at Five Dukes Boys School and having that information revealed - he was proud of his dick but revealing such an intimate detail was still humiliating.
"Noah has an impressive penis for a sixteen-year-old. It is sixteen and a half centimetres, or six point six inches," Mr Saito replied.
There were mutters of approval, jealousy and interest all around the room, which was gratifying. Then a question came that Noah should have anticipated from the beginning.
"Mr Saito, can I take some pictures of Noah's impressive dick?" asked the fourteen-year-old. "Just so I know if I'm developing right over the next year?"
Mr Saito had no intention of taking responsibility for it so he handed the ball to the exposed teen.
"Only if Noah agrees. Remember though that distributing pictures of Noah without his consent would be a crime. Noah, if you're going to agree, please be very clear about it," Mr Saito said.
"Ok... Yes," Noah replied but he knew he wanted more from Mr Saito and his friends in the class so he embellished. "Yes, I consent to letting you take naked pictures of me while my fully erect cock is exposed."
There was a sputter of laughter and incredulity around the room but Noah wasn't entirely stupid. Before the boy who had asked could take his picture, Noah added:
"Maybe leave my face out of the pictures?" Noah suggested.
It wasn't just the fourteen-year-old boy who wanted a picture, literally everyone took out their phones and started capturing images of Noah. As his plea to leave out his face had only been a suggestion, Noah suspected his face was being captured multiple times. Noah contemplated this – that eighteen boys now had naked pictures of him – posed and exposed and hard. Having said that, Mr Saito's statement about the law should prove sobering for most and if it didn't – wasn't Noah the one who had posted a wanking video online when he was fifteen?
"Are we all done?" Mr Saito asked.
"Can we see his ass too?" asked Scott.
Noah turned around and exposed his petite bare butt for the first time. More pictures were taken and Noah contemplated if any of the boys had switched to video mode to capture his arousal and now his bare ass. Reality vs. EMARP sneaked up on Noah – he was fully nude, fully exposed and fully hard on the phones of sixteen strangers - plus Scott and Kyo. Noah was too caught up to regret the pictures – it didn't disquiet Noah as much as it should. Indeed, so many nudes of him falling totally outside his control only added to the scenario.
"Now, let's move on to sexual intercourse," Mr Saito said.
There was some spluttering of surprise – no more so than from Noah.
"No, I'm not going to ask for another volunteer," Mr Saito assured the boys. "That would be entirely inappropriate."
But exposing a teenage schoolboy wasn't?
"We can combine our exploration of sexual intercourse with sex toys," Mr Saito said; "How familiar is everyone with masturbators and phalluses?"
The class were not sure if they should take Mr Saito seriously until he retrieved items from behind the teacher's desk. Those items were a masturbation sleeve and a dildo. The dildo was long and thin and at first sight of it Noah knew that eighteen boys were about to watch him fuck himself.
"Noah, hop up on the desk," Mr Saito said.
The teachers desk behind Noah was completely clear so there was plenty of room for the naked teen to sit on. Noah perched his bare ass on the edge of the desk and then slid back, spreading his legs so his cock and balls and a peek at his perineum entered the classroom panorama.
"We can start with this phallus, called a dildo," Mr Saito said while lubing it.
It was impossible to sound like a proper adult professional educator when you're greasing a dildo and talking about asking a teenage boy to bugger himself with a cock shaped vibrator. However, the whole class were well past considering the propriety of this lesson - if it ever crossed their minds in the first place.
When Mr Saito handed Noah the dildo, Noah dropped his bare feet flat on the desk and sat his torso up as if doing crunches. He could see the class looking at his exposed asshole – the puckered sphincter just waiting to be filled. Noah pressed the phallus against his hole and pressed it in. The eighteen boys and one man watched as the seven-inch dido slid inside the naked model.
Once it was deep, Noah turned on the vibration and it buzzed into life. It was very satisfying and Noah felt his cock respond instantly – precum leaked all over Noah's abdomen, making a pool that dribbled over his tummy and onto the desk. Noah slid the vibrating pole out and in, breathing more and more heavily as he went.
"Have you ever had penetrative intercourse before, Noah?" Mr Saito asked.
"Yes..." Noah confessed without shame.
"Top or bottom?" asked a curious onlooker.
"I've fucked and been fucked," Noah admitted.
The lad was clearly surprised – he'd had Noah pegged (no pun intended) as a bottom. There were some gasps and laughs and moans throughout the room as Noah continued to excite his anus with the dildo.
"Have you ever fucked bareback?" asked Vinnie.
"Yes. Fucking hell, yes," Noah admitted.
"That is risky sexual behaviour. Sexually transmitted infections can be serious," Mr Saito said in a rare moment of sincere warning. "If you are having unprotected sex, make sure you and your partner are clean and infection free. This requires total trust in your sexual partner."
Noah's pleasure-filled moans were loud as he continued to fuck himself - it stole attention from Mr Saito who was enjoying watching the theatre of Noah penetrate himself every bit as much as the class were. Every eye stayed glued to the naked, perspiring teenager on the desk.
"Since you are an experienced sexual teenager, why don't we try another dildo?" Mr Saito said.
Mr Saito retrieved a new item - at least nine inches long but the length wasn't the biggest feature - it was fat. It was a very girthy dido and Noah was glad he's been loosened up before being offered it. Noah was fleetingly reminded of Mr Cooke - the sexy drama teacher who had caught him naked at school. Noah had felt Mr Cooke's cock, but not seen it, and the man himself had said his cock was eight and a half inches long and six inches around.
The proffered dildo looked similarly fucking massive.
"That's too big!" someone protested.
"Noah's a fit boy, he can take it," Kyo reassured.
In fitness and in girth, Noah fondled the fat dildo. He pulled the seven-inch dildo from his ass, turned it off and lay it on the desk. Then he touched the nine inches to his sphincter and circled around it with the static phallus. As he pressed it inside himself, Noah groaned with pleasure as his asshole spread.
With a little pop, and more than a little pressure, the head of the dildo slipped inside him. As Noah slide the length of the dildo deeper, he turned the dildo on to a low vibration. The gentle tremble as the knob of the dildo slipped past Noah's prostate caused his cock to twitch without even being touched. Noah's bare feet, slippery with sweat, slid over the surface of the desk as he fidgeted with ecstasy..
"We can all see the effect of anal sex on our model," Mr Saito observed; "But we can also observe how Noah's penis reacts while simulating intercourse."
Mr Saito handed Noah a flexible and clear masturbation sleeve.
"Is the sleeve an ass or a cunt, sir?" asked one boy who got a laugh for his efforts.
"You're an ass," retorted Kyo in Noah's defence.
Noah took the ass-moulded masturbator and Mr Saito squirted lube into the orifice. One hand held the nine-inch dildo and the other handled the flexible sheath of the masturbator - it was soft and squidgy in his tight grip and as he slipped it onto the wet head of his cock, it expanded. The hole down the centre of the sleeve spread to accommodate Noah's erection while the class watched in awe of the double show now on offer.
Noah probably hadn't needed lube for the masturbator, his foreskin kept the head of his cock moist and self-lubricated and his precum was so plentiful it had left cock-snot streaks all over his abdomen. Mr Saito turned up the vibration on the nine-inch dildo while the eighteen teenagers watched. Noah couldn't possibly last much longer – he was edging toward a messy climax.
Noah yanked his masturbator sheathed cock with his right hand and slid the nine-inch dildo in and out with his left hand. Noah could feel the heat from his smooth thigh, his left arm sliding against the underside of his thigh as he thrusted the big dildo towards his navel – aiming directly for his prostate. The prostate stimulation caused more leaking from his dick.
"Let's try one more thing," Mr Saito said impulsively as he watched the filthy teenage degrade himself.
Mr Saito picked up the seven-inch dildo that had been in Noah's ass ten minutes ago and pressed it against Noah's mouth. Noah was surprised but his mouth willingly opened and the dildo went inside. His mouth was stuffed with one phallus, his ass with another and his cock was surrounded by a masturbator. Noah thought nothing could be more exciting that cumming for the audience of eighteen home-schooled boys – most of whom were strangers to him.
Then the classroom door opened.
"Mr Kumar is always late but we can just get started without..." said a lad who had just opened the door.
Four boys were right behind him, hustling into the class and pushing the lad forward with another two, three, four or more boys behind them. They all stopped dead when they saw the naked sixteen-year-old spread eagled on the teacher's desk. They faced Noah's left side, his flat chest and stomach on show, his pubes so short they were barely visible; a dildo protruded from his mouth yet Noah's face still communicated surprise; Noah's left arm was slid beneath his thigh, ensuring no part of his chest of abdomen or groin were hidden from the view of the newcomers; Noah's left arm paused at the end of a deep thrust so the nine-inch dildo in his butt was pressed against his prostate; and finally Noah's right hand was holding a masturbation sleeve, the head and top inch of his shaft projected from the top of the rubbery anus facsimile.
The eighteen home-schooled boys treated the newcomers like a Tyrannosaurus that couldn't see them if they didn't move. They had that luxury. Noah on the other hand was in the middle of pleasuring himself – he was covered in sweat and precum, he was totally naked and every intimate inch of his body was exposed.
The lad at the front of the group looked sixteen or seventeen years old – handsome with dark skin, closely cropped black hair and an expression of disbelief on his face. Behind him was another eight boys around the age of eighteen, give or take a year, who in variation: laughed, sniggered, pointed and gaped.
"I'm sorry but... what the fuck?!" demanded the interloper.
Noah moaned through the dildo in his gob.
"That is fucking filthy," said a boy behind him but he sounded delighted about it.
"It's amazing," said another voice that sounded familiar but Noah couldn't see him.
Mr Saito, Noah suspected, was calculating how to explain what they were seeing. It was going to be tricky – the home-schooled boys were like frogs placed in cold water and slowly brought to the boil. They had grown used to the increasingly inappropriate spectacle but the newcomers were like frogs dropped in boiling water – perfectly aware of how seedy and gross Noah's exhibition was.
"I'm hosting a sexual health lesson and you are interrupting," Mr Saito said.
"A naked teenage boy is fucking himself in front of..." said the handsome black boy who started trying to count the audience.
"Eighteen. There's eighteen of us. Nineteen including Mr Saito," Scott assisted.
"Twenty-eight including all of you," Kyo added.
Fuck!
Noah let out another little moan. He had closed his eyes and was sliding the nine-inch dildo in and out just an inch at a time. Noah kept his cock wet with squeezes and little strokes but it must have been obvious to everyone he had not stopped just because another nine boys were in the room.
"Is he ok?" the black lad asked.
Although he looked the youngers, he was the only one to have talked so far and the rest all let him take the lead.
"He's fucking loving it!" said Vinnie.
"Can we watch?"
"Can I take pictures?"
"This is the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"Can we draw him instead of a bowl of fruit?"
"We can't draw that..." their leader replied to the others. "I've very concerned about what I'm seeing here."
"Bamba, it's cool. I know him," said the familiar voice.
Noah focused through the blinding pleasure and a lad moved to stand beside Bamba. Noah recognised the lad and then his two friends – Ted, Greg and Diallo attended the Dukeskettle Comprehensive School, a rival school.
They had seen him naked, erect and cumming on his birthday last Halloween but all Noah had told them was that he was wearing his birthday suit as a costume. Noah's school occasionally competed against theirs at football but he had mercifully avoided them for seven months. The three rival schoolboys were a year older than Noah and had promised not to tell about having seen him naked but Noah hadn't anticipated them seeing him compromised again.
While he knew the three lads a little, Noah did not know them well enough for them to watch him buggering himself for an audience while masturbating and gobbling a dildo.
"You know him?" Bamba – looking between Ted and Noah.
"His name is Noah and he's a nudist and exhibitionist. And a model, apparently," Ted said.
The newcomers had looked at Ted while he explained his connection but now they all swivelled around to look at Noah – splayed and exposed and thoroughly degraded.
Noah hadn't told the trio from Dukeskettle Comprehensive that he was a nudist but he had told Ted's brother and both Halloween and today made clear Noah was an exhibitionist.
"Maybe Noah should speak for himself, Bamba. We shouldn't make assumptions about people based on how they look or how they express their sexuality," Greg said – appealing to the woke teenager.
Greg stepped forward and pulled the dildo from Noah's mouth. The long and heavy, battery powered phallus was covered in Noah's saliva, which dripped onto his face as it was extracted.
"Hi..." Noah said to the nine new boys.
"I'm just... modelling for Mr Saito's sexual health class," Noah said.
"Modelling?" Bamba said sceptically.
"Y-yea... naked modelling is a niche hobby. Most people don't understand," Noah said miserably.
"Well... I'm trying to understand but this is more than just modelling," Bamba said.
Despite his concerns, Bamba couldn't stop checking Noah out and thinking about kissing his nipples.
"Sexual health is important and we've learned so much from Noah volunteering to show us things," Kyo pitched in.
"I was really close to ejaculating. I'd love you all to watch too," Noah invited. "Can you close the door and sit down?"
Invited by Noah himself, Bamba found it harder to criticise and even harder to refuse when class made their way towards the back of the class. They were meant to have the room for a drawing class but were early – no-one had expected to come across something like this. Last time Diallo, Ted and Greg had seen him exhibit himself, they had promised to keep it a secret – now six of their classmates had also seen him and Noah hoped he could persuade the boys to help him keep them quiet.
"Are you going to finish yourself off now?" Diallo asked.
"Yes," Noah replied.
He began to jerk himself rapidly with the masturbator and to frig himself with the big dildo.
"Do you know all these boys, Noah?" asked Ted.
"Not all of them. Just Kyo and Scott..." Noah told him.
Noah lifted his head and torso – displaying his sweat-soaked chest and moist nipples every bit as much as his spread legs, dangling balls, exposed anus and rigid cock.
"And you don't mind twenty-seven teenager boys watching you pleasure yourself?" Greg asked sordidly.
"No!" Noah exclaimed.
Twenty! Seven! Boys! And Mr Saito. Fuck!
Noah managed to turn up the vibration to maximum while sliding it in and out of his ass. The masturbator in his other hand pumped up and down his cock, lifting and returning his foreskin and sending waves of pleasure through Noah's entire body.
Mr Saito stood beside Noah again, voicing nothing to the class to explain what he was about to do. It was more fun for them to just watch. The teacher lifted the seven-inch dildo (which had already been in his ass and his mouth) and squeezed an abundance of lube onto it and then manoeuvred it alongside the nine-inch dildo. Noah could feel what was about to happen – he could feel his sphincter wrapped around the nine-inches of vibrating phallus and he could seven more inches join it. Gently and slowly, Mr Saito worked the second dildo in beside the first one. Noah had control over the bigger one but he pushed it almost to the hilt while Mr Saito advanced the smaller one. Then, once they were both in deep, Mr Saito turned the seven inches up to full vibration too and let go.
Noah squealed and grabbed the base of both cock. His ass sent tingling waves through him, his prostate excited and leaking its own juices. Noah was almost blinded by the exquisite pleasure in his butt and cock but he managed to pull both cocks out a few inches and then push them in.
The double penetration of two dildo's was more intense than Noah had ever felt before. They made squelching or slurping noises when Noah nearly pulled them out.
Noah's hand was starting to get tired too but the masturbator remained tightly wrapped around his cock. Noah's erection was flinging off spittle of precum in volumes that most boys would be jealous of for a full ejaculate. Noah was humping his own handheld masturbator, lifting his ass off the desk and leaving sweat streaks when he landed again.
"I think Noah is getting close," Kyo observed.
"Do you all want to gather around and observe an orgasm?" Mr Saito suggested as professionally as he could.
There was a scrape of chairs as everyone rose to the occasion - pun intended. Noah could feel the heat of breath and bodies. The teenage boys huddled around him and Noah wasn't even embarrassed when a phones came out to record the final moments. Noah should have cared about potential for exposure online (been there, done that) but his mind was obliterated by the need to cum.
Noah couldn't hold the dildo's anymore so he pulled them free one at a time. In turn, the dildos dropped to the floor with a wet and heavy thud, revealing his gaping asshole in the process. Noah's hands and arms were both tired but he caressed his thigh with his free hand in the final moments before the masturbation sleeve took him over the edge.
With a moan of ecstasy, Noah grabbed his hair with his free hand and exposed his armpit as cum sprayed over his head and then into his face. The furious stroking splashed cum in all directions and ensured Noah was soaked in jizz - it hit his nose but splashed in every direction so his lips and cheek, forehead and chin all caught it too. More cum erupted like a volcano over his chest and abdomen.
Noah pulled off the masturbator and squeezed his cock, it ran with milky-clear spunk that flowed like piss at a urinal. Finally he was spent and the ball juice stopped flowing. The recordings were still happening and captured Noah's blissful oblivion before accepting there was nothing else to see.
Noah was exhausted from his exertions and finally managed to drop his legs so they were dangled over the edge of the desk. His silky legs were still spread wide and his arms were out so his amateur pits were exposed to the newcomers who hadn't seen them earlier.
Mr Saito was talking but Noah couldn't focus on the words.
Mr Saito was wrapping things up and he sounded almost plausible. Perhaps, passable or acceptable were better words. Bamba, despite trying to be the responsible boy in the new group, had clearly enjoyed the debauched show.
Noah sat up but didn't trust himself to stand. He felt jizz high on his chest slide down his skinny abdomen and a milky bob that had covered his nipple plopped onto his thigh.
"We'll help you get cleaned up, Noah," said Diallo.
"That won't be necessary boys," Mr Saito said.
Noah could see Kyo and Scott bristle defensively - ready to intervene if Noah were in danger.
"Nonsense," disagreed, "After what we walked in on, we should make sure Noah is ok."
Looking at it from the newcomers perspective, Mr Saito could understand why they would want to talk to Noah alone. The man trusted Noah to affirm his consent.
"I might need a little help now the modelling is over," Noah said to reassure Mr Saito, Kyo and Scott.
"There's a room next door that would give Noah some privacy," Greg offered without irony.
Privacy after publicly fucking himself?
Privacy that involved going into the corridor?
"His clothes are behind the desk," Mr Saito said.
Ted and Diallo supported Noah to get his feet, prompting him to put an arm over each of their shoulders. Greg opened the door and it was only then that Noah rationalised he was still naked and covered in his own cum. Held by the boys, Noah had no way to cover himself and was about to walk into the college corridor.
Stepping into the corridor, Noah thankfully found it empty. They walked down the corridor, at every moment risking getting caught again but Noah got a thrill from that and so did his new friends. The three boys pushed into an empty room and Noah sat down.
"So what the fuck was that?" asked Diallo.
"A sex-ed demonstration," Noah replied.
The three boys gave Noah a rebuking look.
"You are shameless," Ted said but he was very impressed.
"We didn't expect to see you like that again after Halloween," Greg put in.
"The boy who was with you... he didn't seem very comfortable with seeing me like that," Noah said.
"He was probably worried you were being molested," Ted said. "I mean... what we saw when we walked in was pretty extreme."
"Don't worry about Bamba. He likes boys too and we can smooth things over with him," said Diallo.
"But we need a bit more information," Greg encouraged.
"I like being naked. I like being exposed. I like being embarrassed. My friends, Scott and Kyo, know about it and set this up," Noah said.
"That was quite a performance. The masturbator and sucking a dildo and then DP'ing with dildo's," Ted excitedly summarised.
"I guess now you've seen me on Halloween and now today, you'll think I'm..." Noah was going to say "weird" but didn't like the word.
"Kinky."
"Awesome."
"Inimitable."
The three boys all offered Noah better adjectives than the one he had been thinking.
"Yes," Noah agreed with a flattered chuckle; "I like jobs that involve me getting naked."
Confessing this was as far as he wanted to go with these boys. He was only passingly familiar with them; they didn't go to his school and they'd be leaving their own school after the A-Level exams finished in a few weeks. Noah wasn't going to tell them about EMARP and his other adventures. Stiff and sore, Noah began to move and put his clothes on.
"It's a shame you're not going to be our nude model. Even Bamba would have liked to draw you," Greg agreed.
Noah had put on his pants, shorts, t-shirt and socks.
"I appreciate you making sure Mr Saito and my friends and me don't get into trouble," Noah replied.
"No problem," said Greg.
As Noah put on his trainers, he stopped and looked up at them because he realised he had been asking the wrong questions.
"Oh my god... do all those boys go to the same school as you?" Noah asked.
"Yup," Diallo answered with a grin.
"I'm pretty sure they all recognised you," Greg added.
"Oh my god... they all saw me naked and wanking and fucking myself," Noah panicked a little now that he was thinking more clearly.
"And some of them recorded you or took pictures," Ted supplied unhelpfully.
"Oh fuck!" Noah wailed.
"Noah, no-one is going to talk and no-one will spread your pictures around," Diallo reassured him.
"How do you know?" Noah asked.
"Because the guys who aren't gay don't want people to think they are and the guys who are gay aren't out of the closet yet," Diallo illuminated. "Also, distributing naked images of a sixteen-year-old schoolboy would be a crime and they won't want to go to jail when they could keep you for their private collection."
"You'll make sure they don't do anything bad?" Noah asked timidly.
"We promise. This little naked job of yours will be our secret," Greg assured him.
As Noah headed to the door, the three boys shared a look but it was Ted who aired the unspoken thing aloud.
"Say, Noah..." Ted said thoughtfully; "How would you like another job that involves getting naked?"
"You're sure everything was ok?" asked Mr Saito.
He too had shared concerns that Bamba, the contentious objector, might cause difficulties – particularly for Mr Saito. Just how would an adult man explain exhibiting Noah in such a sexually explicit manner. It was clear however that every boy in the room treasured the secret exploitation of the volunteer model.
"Perfectly fine," Noah assured them.
Noah had reassured them his talk with the boys had been amiable but missed out the request Ted had made - to attend Diallo's birthday party in a special capacity.
"Oh, that's ok then," Scott said.
"Are you jealous, sweetie?" Kyo teased Scott.
Scott blushed but didn't say "no" and Noah thought the gentle teasing was a very cute moment between the boys. They were leaving the building and Noah basked in the sweltering sunny summer sky. Mr Saito offered to drive Noah home but he wanted to enjoy the sun on his arms and legs – Scott said he would walk with him.
Scott looked back over his shoulder at Kyo and his dad as they headed towards the car park while he and Noah headed for the exit to the grounds.
"You really like him, don't you?" Noah said gently.
"Yea," Scott said succinctly but guardedly. "That was an amazing show, Noah."
"It was cute when he called you sweetie," Noah observed – failing to observe the change of subject.
"I can't believe boys from another school walked in. You could meet those boys anywhere around town. They saw you naked!" Scott enthused.
Noah honestly wasn't sure what he'd do if he met the boys he didn't know again and he crossed his fingers that he was not outed at their school as an awesome, inimitable, kinky wierdo.
"It's kind of exciting not knowing what will happen next," Noa admitted. "What I do want to know about is you and Kyo..."
"Will you shut up about me and Kyo!" Scott growled irritably.
"Ok. Sorry," Noah responded meekly.
There was silence and Noah reflected on his total lack of insight into why Scott had just exploded.
"No, I'm sorry, Noah. I shouldn't have yelled," Scott said.
"It's ok," Noah responded.
"It's not. No it's now. Look, I do like Kyo..." Scott admitted. "I asked him out... and he said no."
Noah felt like an idiot – all the time he'd been around them he had thought there was mutual chemistry.
"It's not really a big deal. We're friends and I'm glad about that but he doesn't want more than that from me," Scott said – trying his best to sound ok about it.
"It must be hard though. When he said no," Noah observed. "And me being an idiot assuming you were getting it on."
"It sucks," Scott confessed.
After months of speculating about Scott and Kyo, Noah felt disappointed. Not as disappointed as Scott but he would have bet they were a match.
"Do you want to talk about something else?" Noah asked.
"How about..." Scott said, "That moment when Mr Saito pulled your shots and undies down..."
A little while later and Noah was half asleep, nude, on a sun lounger in the back garden of the house. The late afternoon sun was less intense but still lovely.
"Your dad and Dan are on their way home," said Jamie, interrupting Noah's daydream.
"I should have a shower before they get back," Noah replied – he still had dried cum on his body.
"They're bringing pizza. Like the hunter gatherers of yesteryear," Jamie joked – looking at Noah's exposed but flaccid penis.
Jamie was like a second big brother – apart from the having sex part of their relationship. Having said that, familial ties weren't an impenetrable the barrier to sex in Noah's opinion.
"That's good," Noah replied exhaustedly. "I'm pretty tired."
The thick dildo and the hour of masturbating had taken it out of him.
"Are you sick?" Jamie asked worriedly.
"No, I'm as healthy as the next man... if the next man is someone who is healthy," Noah clarified.
Jamie chuckled.
"Well, if you need me, I'm always here for you, ok?" Jamie asked.
"I know. In sickness and in health," Noah agreed.
SUNDAY 06TH JUNE 2021
"Come on in," Noah said cheerily.
Noah's ass was getting back to normal but he didn't know how long it took an asshole to go back to normal after double dicking with dildos. It was early evening and Noah's gang of friends had spent half the afternoon studying before giving up.
As it was Sunday, they all had family obligations - Sunday dinner, family to visit and so on. Ronan however had hung about and Noah was content that it was just the two of them. Noah had remained naked but they were in Noah's bedroom because Daniel, Jamie and his dad were occupying the living room.
"Did you have a good Saturday? With your friend Scott?" Ronan asked.
<>
Someone else might have sounded jealous in asking such a question but Ronan sounded washed out. It was like he found it hard to summon the energy to talk.
"Yea, I had a great Saturday. Thanks for not asking when the others were around," Noah said.
"I figured you might not want them to know... but I want you to know I'm interested," Ronan added.
<<You're so contentious. Stupid, boring and ugly, but contentious.>>
Ronan had noticed a rise in the hostility from the invisible voice since Friday – it knew Ronan wanted to tell Noah but Herman always admonished Ronan against talking about him. Was it self-preservation? Was the voice even self-aware? Ronan got a sore head thinking about it.
Ronan didn't know what the voice was or where it came from - it sounded like someone invisible beside him but he knew it came from inside his head. No-one else could hear it. It was distracting, sarcastic and cynical. It sang, narrated and quoted. It insulted and warned and threatened.
The threatening hurt Ronan's feelings but it didn't have power over him, it couldn't make Ronan do anything. Ronan was barely even aware of the observations he'd made about the voice since it had begun talking to him and there was still so much he didn't understand.
<<Focus! He's talking about sexy times.>>
"...like when you and me and sometimes Mateo hang out and get frisky," Noah said.
"Oh?" Ronan replied vaguely.
<<You're completely useless. Can't you even listen when someone is talking to you?>>
"Scott and I have a mutual friend too. His name is Kyo," Noah told Ronan. "So it was kind of like you me and Matty. I thought Scott and Kyo might eb a couple but they're not... You and Mateo aren't a couple, are you?"
Noah chuckled at himself as he did the heavy lifting in the conversation – he was sat on his bed, crossing his legs and casually stroking his ankle.
<>
"You're very beautiful, Noah," Ronan said.
<<Get your own chat up line, dickhead.>>
"I wanted to tell you something..." Ronan said.
<<You little motherfucker! Don't tell him about me!>>
"But it's hard. I don't want you to hate me..." Ronan continued.
<<He'll think you're a dirty little freak!>>
Ronan held his head as the voice started shouting. He needed time to think. Ronan had done this before - desired more than anything to finally tell someone about the voice that had plagued him for so long and then chickened out.
"Ronan, are you..." Noah said softly. "You're my friend, it's ok. What can I do?"
Noah wanted to ask if his friend was ok but the answer was self-evident. Instead he offered support and waited.
<<He won't understand, you know. No-one will. That's why you can never tell. They'll take you away and lock you up.>>
"I need... I need a minute," Ronan said, on the edge of panic. "Tell me about Saturday. What did you do with Scott?"
Noah sat still for a moment, unsure how to react. He had heard the thickness in Ronan's voice and was scared for his friend. However, he also knew that he'd got it all wrong when it came to Toby - Toby hadn't been ready for certain things and Noah's selfishness had made Toby's problems worse. Noah hadn't handled things with Toby very well and it damaged his friendship with his oldest mate. Noah didn't want to repeat that mistake by barging into Ronan's problems if he wasn't ready. Despite it feeling like the wrong time to talk about his sexual misadventures, Noah did as Ronan asked.
"Scott and Kyo organised a sexual education lesson," Noah revealed.
<<Oh this sounds good. Listen to this instead of thinking about ruining your life. Sex education with Noah McNelis. Woo hoo!>>
Noah chose to deliberately omit Mr Saito – no need to indict the man in such a sordid tale.
"There's a classroom at Dukesbridge Sixth Form College where they told the class there was supposed to be a model," Noah said. "Since the model didn't turn up they volunteered me to be the life model."
<>
"That sounds like something you'd enjoy. Being volunteered for naked activities," Ronan said slowly.
"Exactly. It was actually quite embarrassing when I stripped naked in front of the class. Someone pulled my pants down. I'm used to being naked but sixteen strangers plus my two friends watching me get nude was..." Noah searched for the right word.
<<Awesome. Amazing. Amazeballs. The dogs bollocks. Amazedogsbollocks.>>
"Thrilling. I like being naked but the class didn't know that so it felt different," Noah explained. "Some of them laughed at me because they thought I'd been duped or I was daft for going along with it."
"What happened once you were naked?" Ronan asked.
<<Good question, bonehead.>>
"They talked about foreskin and felt my dick. Then I got hard, obviously," Noah admitted; "Once I was hard they told me to get up on the teachers desk. I spread my legs and they could see my hole and then I started fucking myself with a massive dildo."
<<Ask for pictures! Ask now!>>
"Will you shut," Ronan said through gritted teeth.
"What?" Noah asked - he hadn't made out what Ronan had said.
<<Oh now you listen to me, you weirdo! Don't tell him about me! Ask for pictures of his filthy Saturday!>>
"Nothing," Ronan replied. "Did your friends get any good pictures?"
<<Yay!>>
Ronan didn't like being bullied by the voice. He was halfway between pacifying it and standing up to it.
"Yes. I'll see if they can send me some," Noah replied. "But listen, there's more."
<<Tell me more, tell me more, was it love at first sight?>>
"Go on..." Ronan said.
<<Tell me more, tell me more, don't put up a fight. Just shut your mouth tight.>>
"So while I was fucking myself on the desk the classroom door suddenly opened. It was totally unplanned so it was extra exciting," Noah enthused; "Another eight boys joined in so twenty-six boys were watching me, all but two were strangers."
<>
Ronan resisted the urge to reply again and resisted the urge to fall into the trap again of running away from confession. The time was coming when he'd have to tell.
"I had a masturbator too so they all watch me fucking my own ass and simulating fucking with my own cock. When I shot, it was so good. I've had a lot of amazing orgasms but that one was incredible," Noah said excitedly.
"That does sound brilliant," Ronan admitted.
Ronan was starting to feel slow, like a toy running out of batteries.
"Ronan..." Noah said.
Ronan looked at his friend.
<<I know what you're thinking. You can tell him, but you can't.>>
"I'll keep talking as long as you need me too and if you're not ready it's ok," Noah said.
<<He's going to pretend to be sympathetic but he's not. It. Is. A. Trap.>>
"I need to tell you," Ronan said; "But I don't know if I have the strength to do it."
<<You fucking bastard! Don't you dare! I've warned you before. Freak! If you tell, no-one will ever love you! I'll hurt you. They'll hurt you!>>
Ronan burst into tears and hit his temple with the palm of his hand. Noah was frozen in place, unsure what to do, if he should move, if Ronan wanted to be touched. Noah felt helpless.
"I've wanted to tell someone for so long..." Ronan admitted.
<<No! No! No!>>
"He makes it so hard to talk. To think. I'm scared, Noah... I'm so scared..." Ronan confessed.
<<Don't tell him, Ronan! For the love of god, don't tell him!>>
"Please stop shouting at me," begged Ronan.
Tear were streaming down his face and he was gripping his head as if it might burst. Noah watched on helplessly - having not spoken, he didn't understand why his friend was asking him not to shout.
Noah liked Ronan and was glad they had become friends nine months ago. At first, Ronan had seemed weird or odd - pick your euphemism - but over time he became quirky and finally just Ronan. Sure, sometimes he muttered to himself or came out with non sequiturs or he was distant and apathetic; but Ronan was also funny and charming and kind.
"Ronan, I don't know what to do," Noah said helplessly.
"I need to tell you something," Ronan responded desperately.
<<For the love of god, Montresor.>>
"Yes," Ronan mumbled, "for the love of god."
"Ronan, what..." Noah started to say.
"I hear a voice, Noah. Inside my head. I hear him all the time. Please help me..."
Standing just outside Noah's bedroom door, Bruce McNelis listened to his son and his friend. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop but the sound of distress had concerned him and now he wore a very worried expression indeed.
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