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 Five: The Vest is History
FRIDAY 11TH SEPTEMBER 2020
School had restarted and it was the best hope for boykind – or at least boys like Noah who liked looking at boys all day long. Yum, school uniforms! The boys of Five Dukes Boys School - an expensive, prestigious and most importantly all-boys public school - had basically already checked out for the day by the time Friday afternoon rolled around. It was the end of the first full week back, which always felt like a long week (school had resumed the previous Thursday; two days to ease everyone back into the routine). Right after lunch on Friday afternoon was PE and the regulation PE kit was right up Noah's alley.
Short sleeved polo shirt or vest; white, embossed with school logo.
Shorts; black, also embossed with school logo.
Trainers must be black or white; socks bust also be black or white.
Almost all the boys wore the t-shirt (polo short) but some of the older boys liked the vest. Noah thought it was because they looked to show off their maturity - hairy underarms and muscular biceps. For quite the opposite reason, Noah had started to wear the vest.
Noah was very average in height and his arms and legs were still on the scrawny side. The fact his armpits only had a tuft of fair blonde hair made him look immature and his legs were still hairless so he was teased for being a smoothie.
Noah didn't mind the teasing which had intensified last year since all the other Year Eleven lads sported the tell-tale signs of puberty that made them young men instead of boys. Noah was still a boy which was the way he liked it. Noah loved having silky smooth skin and could wank three times a night while watching shaved porn stars and imagining he was one of them.
Now that Noah was in the Lower Sixth (Year 12), he was teased even more. The other boys - young men - never went quite as far as to inspect him for pubic hair but in short sleeves and with his legs exposed, it was obvious.
Even more obvious was in the showers after PE. Noah always showered - the opportunity to get naked in front of other people without offering an explanation or excuse was too good to pass up. In the environment of the showers and the changing room, nudity was accepted and normal. However, it didn't give Noah the same thrill as when he was naked in the woods behind his house, or on the beach in France or even in his kitchen at home where clothes were customary.
Noah's friends (Toby, Samir and Mateo) were across the room chatting, probably deciding if they wanted to shower at school - which a lot of boys didn't like to do - or shower at home. Noah always sneaked a peek at the naked boys in the showers – even his friends. Given that only Toby knew he was gay, Noah wondered if they would feel different about him once he came out. Noah sat down to undress while his mates procrastinated.
Noah slipped off his trainers and then his socks; next, he pulled off his vest and took his shorts and briefs off in one go so he was naked.
"Hi Noah," said a boy who sat beside him to untie his trainers.
Noah turned to see Ronan whom he thought was a tall and handsome streak of fuck. Ronan was a bit of a mystery – a new boy who had only started at the Five Dukes Boys School when the new term had started. Ronan was friendly but hadn't really made friends with anyone yet. People already thought he was kind of weird sometimes and even Noah had noticed Ronan muttering to himself.
Ronan was mixed race - his skin was light brown but his eyes were blue from his Irish mother. Ronan inherited his darker features from his dad - black hair (his dad being of M?ori descent); sometimes the hair was short and frizzy, other times it was styled into a coiffeur but now it was cut so short it was almost stubble.
Ronan had a very positive opinion of Noah whom he thought was a sexy and skinny matchstick boy. However, sometimes he found it hard to separate his thoughts from...
<<Wowsers. Look at him. No don't look, just peek. Think about something else. The square root of one hundred and ninety-six is fourteen. Don't be stupid, stupid.>>
"Hi, Ronan. Good game," Noah replied.
Noah could take or leave football - he was just in it for the exercise and the sweaty boys. Ronan was peeling off his polo shirt to reveal a tight abdomen and a flat chest that was filling out into respectable pecs. His light brown skin was interrupted by a few random hairs in the centre of his chest and a treasure trail from his bellybutton to his shorts.
"Were we playing the same game? We lost fourteen, nil," Ronan replied with a laugh.
Ronan was successfully ignoring the invisible voice inside his head that ironically never seemed to quieten yet no-one else could hear. The voice was intrusive, irreverent, sometimes commentating, oftentimes insulting and other times savant.
<<Fourteen is not a Fibonacci number. Look at Noah's dick. It's little but it's nice. The nearest Fibonacci numbers to fourteen are thirteen and twenty-one.>>
The voice was distracting, spurious and specious.
"Yea, we lost. But that's just because the other team were way better," Noah replied with a snigger; "Better luck next time, right?"
Noah stood up to head for the shower and only realised once he was standing that his dick was at Ronan's eye level, he had the insight to blush. Ronan was thinking about Noah's dick in his face but resisted the urge to kiss it, he too blushed. Ronan watched Noah turn and walk towards the showers with a towel over his shoulder rather than around his waist.
<<Way to go, stupid. Caught looking at his dick and now watching his arse. Everyone can see you're a pervert. Nice arse though. Peachy. Little. Pervert. Noah needs some cushion for the pushin' though. The closest Fibonacci prime numbers to fourteen are thirteen and eighty-nine.>>
"Give me a fucking break," Ronan muttered to himself.
Ronan thought the invisible voice ought to mind its own damn business but it seemed to constantly critique him or talk nonsensically or bombard him with unconnected, poorly punctuated word salad.
<<You're already the voice inside my head I miss you I miss you don't waste your Blink One Eight Two is a pronic number you're mathing this shit out of today. Good job, idiot.>>
Ronan watched Noah's little peachy ass enter the shower; he was skinny, his legs smooth and Ronan couldn't help but notice the smooth curve of Noah's shoulder as he stretched to hang up his towel.
"What are you staring at?" Toby asked casually, having decided not to shower.
"Nothing," Ronan replied, but he couldn't look Toby in the eye.
<<Pervert.>>
Sometimes the voice had a point.
While Noah showered, he remembered the first time he wore the vest for PE. He'd actually been excited because he knew it displayed more of his body. Noah was still trying to separate his feelings about nudism from his feelings about exhibition, exposure and embarrassment; he wasn't sure his nudism wasn't just masquerading as an acceptable display of the later.
Noah was trying not to get hard in the showers with another dozen boys around so parked the nudism/ exposure thoughts and did his best not to drop the soap. After the shower, Noah put the sweaty shorts (no underwear) and vest back on and worn them home; they were damp with sweat but not smelly. Noah liked the way the PE kit emphasised his teenage body and it turned him on.
While the vest showed off more of his arms than the polo shirt did, the shorts were very average. They came to mid-thigh but sometimes Noah saw people looking and he felt it was because his legs were hairless; the attention made him feel like the shorts had got shorter and more revealing.
Noah carried that sense of people looking - sometimes he caught Toby or Ronan looking - as he walked home with his schoolbag over his shoulders and resting at the top of his bum. Although his friends wanted to hang out, Noah needed a break from Toby, Mateo and Samir. Their first full week back to school had been fun to catch up but being back at school and with friends also cut into his naked time and he was missing it. Also, he was horny and wanted to have a wank.
When Noah got home, he went straight to his room. Normally he would get naked right away but since the PE kit was turning him on, Noah lay on his bed and rubbed his dick through the shorts. Noah felt himself get hard and his penis did its thing and started to leak. He felt the pre-cum dribbling onto his thigh and when he pulled the leg of the shorts up, he could see the sweet pool of preparatory boy juice glistening on his skin.
Noah pulled harder on his cock, gripping the head and squeezing it so a wet spot appeared on the black shorts. Noah got up and checked himself out in his full-length mirror. Hands free, his hard-on filled out the shorts and was blatantly obvious. He imagined the lads in his PE lesson watching him and pointing at his dick. He squeezed his cock and pulled his vest up a little, exposing his smooth and flat abdomen to the ridicule of his imaginary peers.
Noah lifted his cock out of his shorts and jerked harder. He wanted to cum but he wanted to cum on the vest or in the shorts; they both needed washed anyway and there was something about spoiling them that was exhilarating.
Noah contemplated the narcissism of looking at himself as he masturbated. Recording himself jerking off live online had been a very exciting moment yet even looking in the mirror at his sleeveless arms and protruding penis was exciting. There was something pleasingly kinky about still wearing his PE kit while masturbating and the imaginary audience of his peers watching the exposed erection.
Noah felt pre-cum dribble onto his toes, making him grin at his own messy cock; admittedly his experience with cocks was limited to Toby's, Philippe and his own but Noah thought his cock was messier than most boys.
As Noah stroked himself to climax, he concentrated on one face in the fantasy crowd; Ronan was handsome and enigmatic and didn't run with one particular crowd. The new boy seemed friendly and sociable but also liked his own company; a few peer groups seemed interested in him but so far, he hadn't been tied to one particular peer group.
Oh, and he was hot.
Like, crazy super fine.
Noah pumped his cock and indulged scenarios in which he might get Ronan to see his dick... well, Ronan had seen his dick in the changing room but Noah meant, see his dick in an intimate capacity. Noah indulged scenarios where Ronan might catch him jerking off in the school toilets or naked in a strange place.
After stripping and masturbating in a Live-Me on Sextr, Noah's social media account had been temporarily locked but the suspension was temporary. Before his account had been locked, Noah had joined a Group-Me where members suggested fun places to get naked and how to get home again. He had returned to the group several times for wanking inspiration and Noah's favourite idea suggested stripping naked in a car and tossing your clothes out the window.
Noah continued to watch himself in the mirror as he caressed his tummy and jerked his dick. Reflected behind him were the windows that overlooked the front garden and the street below. Noah imagined the window cleaner or a pervy bird watcher seeing him and his messy cock spewed another dose of precum.
Precum contaminated his school PE shorts and Noah grinned at the idea of not washing them. He imagined being quizzed about the stains and boys laughing when they realised it was a cum stain. Nearing climax, Noah wiped the sticky head on his vest to smear the boy-goo farther and to further taint his clothes.
Noah breathed faster and moaned quietly as he finally came while pointing his cock straight up and holding the pulsing head. It shot like a garden hose that sprayed all over his hand and vest at the same time. Without letting go, Noah stuffed the aching cock back in his shorts and pumped it a few more times to discharge the last vestiges of his orgasm. The vest and shorts that were damp with sweat were now stained with spunk; Noah could feel the jizz all over his hand and seeping between his fingers.
Noah's clothes looked dishevelled in the mirror and he could feel cum running down his leg, leaking out the bottom of the soiled shorts. He removed his hand from his shorts and wiped his hand on the right thigh of his shorts and then on his vest.
His legs were weak from the potent orgasm so Noah sat at his computer to check out Sextr. The days during which his account had been locked after live-streaming his jerk off session had been long days. He should have reflected on the impropriety of what he did; fifteen-year-old boys probably shouldn't put stripping and masturbation videos online but really; he just felt the whole suspension to be an inconvenience.
His account had been unlocked with a slap on the wrist. Sextr Staff had warned him that he should not share content publicly that violates their Terms of Service agreement. Noah was unsure how seriously Sextr policed their platform but decided not to push his luck.
Noah had sent a Message-Me to BurlingtonBoi once he was back online.
Duke-It-Out: {My account got suspended for jerking off. Oops.}
BurlingtonBoi: {Glad to have you back. No more naughtiness, mister.}
Noah had no messages when he logged in this time.
This evening, Noah logged in to see if anyone else in the Group-Me had suggested fun places to strip and how to get home. He scrawled though some more ambitious suggestions like get naked on a Ferris wheel and get dressed again before the ride is over. Go to a hotel and strip in a lift and then go to the lobby and ask for a spare key – that was another fun one.
However, Noah had a new favourite and added a comment:
Duke-It-Out: {This is so hot. I'd love to do this.}
Midnight-Runner: {Pics or it didn't happen, lol.}
Midnight runner had started the Group-Me and was administrator. He had a penchant for stripping under streetlights and Noah thought it was brilliant. Noah knew Midnight-Runner's comment was a joke but it got him thinking again. What is it about teenage boys wanting to show strangers their cocks? Noah couldn't run around the streets naked but he could wear his school PE kit – covered with cum and no underwear. That might be an adventure.
It wasn't yet five in the afternoon so Noah still had time for a run before dinner. It was an exciting idea to run now in his soiled clothes. The shorts and vest marred with the sweat from PE a few hours ago and now fresh spunk from his cock. Noah slipped his feet into a pair of trainers - some of his toes still bearing the slivery slime of precum that had landed on them - and stepped out of his room.
"I'm going for a quick run," Noah said as he poked his head into the living room where Daniel and his best friend Jamie were sitting.
Jamie had returned to more or less living in the spare room rather than living with his parents. The spare room was pretty much Jamie's room, like he was part of the family. Jamie was like the brother Noah had always wanted... to have sex with.
"Ok but dinner will be ready in half an hour," Dan replied.
"Cool," Noah replied.
Noah looked at Jamie and still felt a little embarrassed that he'd been seen naked by Dan's best friend. Noah's penchant for nudity had been branded as nudism but Noah's feelings about that were very confused. Could you be a nudist and an exhibitionist?
Noah contemplated this as he stepped out the front door – in cum-stained vest and shorts with no underwear on and cum still on his thigh where it had dribbled out the shorts.
While he'd normally exit via the back door and run through the woods behind his house, Noah had other ideas this afternoon. Although it was September, the sun wouldn't set for another couple of hours so it was still bright but getting cool. In a few weeks it would be dark by this time and the woods wouldn't be an option; Noah took to the streets that would become his evening running route in autumn and winter.
Tonight, Noah had decided to run the streets because his clothes were contaminated, his pretty legs were on show and he was a dirty boy. The streets were quiet but Noah got a real kick out of running in his spoiled clothes, almost hairless arms pumping, smooth legs pounding the ground; the absence of underwear meant his flaccid post-discharge penis swayed inside the shorts as he ran.
He passed a few dog walkers and the window cleaners teenage son (who was collecting pay for the weeks work). The lad, Scott, gave him a queer look and Noah wondered what had caused that look; the scant dressing or had he seen the cum stains?
Ten minutes from home there was a park where he ran the border paths until he was at the other side, then he cut through the middle of the park to shortcut back to the home side. A group of older boys were kicking a football around and Noah paused to watch them. He didn't know them but he'd seen them around before - a few of the boys saw him and Noah became aware of the attention he was able to draw with his innocent sexuality.
Noah lifted the bottom of his vest to wipe sweat from his brow but also to expose his slim stomach and sparse armpit. Noah was aware that his shorts were riding very low, highlighting the long and hairless expanse from his navel to the top of his shorts; his pubic bush was also insubstantial enough to remain hidden despite the shorts resting just above the root of his dick.
Noah looked to see if any of the older boys had watched his presentation and was happy to see several; he'd need to remember that he could get attention here if he wanted it. Noah jogged on and was home in no time - just in time for dinner.
Noah was taking his trainers off at the door, his bare feet patting on the hardwood floor.
"Noah?" called Daniel from the kitchen.
"Just coming," Noah replied.
"Dinner's on the table, come now," Dan told him.
Noah walked barefoot into the kitchen and saw Daniel and Jamie already seated.
"You can shower and change after dinner," Dan said; "Just pop your vest and shorts off and sit down."
Although Dan's encouragement had been consistent for months now, Noah was still surprised how casual his big brother was about telling him to strip naked – especially now that Jamie was around.
"Eh... maybe I should keep this on..." Noah started to say.
"They look a bit ripe, Noah," his brother chastised; "Pop your clothes off and sit down."
"Are you sure it's ok?" Noah asked.
Noah loved nudity and exposure but he knew it was strange and it made him feel silly sometimes – like at the dinner table with two clothed boys.
"You're comfortable being naked around the house and we both want to support you. Right, Jamie?" Daniel asked.
Jamie looked like he didn't want to get involved. When Jamie and Noah's met eyes, they both recalled how Jamie had been surprised the first time he saw Noah's penis in the kitchen and then embarrassed to see the fifteen-year-old half hard in the bathroom shortly after. In the week or so since then, Noah's nudity around the house was something Jamie saw mostly only at mealtimes; after all, they were each at work or school most of the day.
"I don't mind. Whatever you want to do is fine," Jamie replied.
What Noah wanted was to be naked again and for Jamie to see him naked; he wanted Jamie to take a good look rather than avert his gaze. The boys in the park watching him shirt-lift had been a nice teaser but the opportunity to be really seen was even better. This was the dichotomy of Noah's nudism/ exhibitionism: Noah enjoyed being freely naked around the house but this moment was all about being seen.
Daniel and Jamie were sitting at the table and three plates of food were out and waiting to be eaten; Noah stepped closer to the table so he'd be seen easier and pulled his vest over his head, exposing his blonde armpits before dropping it on the floor. Without further ado Noah pushed the shorts down and exposed his dick and bum to the room. Flaccid, his penis was only six centimetres (2.4 inches) or so but he wasn't embarrassed by it. Well, maybe he was a little bit embarrassed but it more exhilarating to know his dick looked small. Besides, it was only Dan and Jamie seeing his limp penis and they'd seen it before. Noah took a seat and Daniel watched him put food in his mouth.
"Did you get something on your vest?" Dan asked.
Noah shifted guiltily.
"Ummm... no," Noah lied transparently.
Dan got up and lifted the vest and then laughed - Noah knew it was just to embarrass him and hadn't Noah let on that he liked that?
"Is this cum?" Daniel asked.
Noah shrugged and chewed, hurrying through his dinner so he could get away.
"I think it is. Did you wear this filthy thing when you went running?" Dan pressed on.
Jamie started chocking on what was in his mouth. Noah also caught a smile from Jamie who, uncomfortable or not, seemed to like the idea of Noah being so scandalous.
"Yea. I guess I was just horny when I got home," Noah admitted; "And too lazy to get changed or showered after."
Noah was quickly polishing off his dinner to avoid further fraternal shaming.
"Well, make sure you shower after dinner," Dan told him; "Your clothes aren't the only thing that smell ripe."
Sometimes Dan sounded more like a father (or mother) than a big brother. Right now, he sounded like both; looking after his little brother and humiliating him too.
"I can see dried cum on your thigh and in your pubic hairs too," Dan pointed out as he returned to his own meal; "Did you see that Jamie."
Jamie shook his head negatively but didn't dare to add comment. Daniel was about to comment further when the doorbell rang.
"You're nearly done Noah," Dan said; "I'm still eating, will you go get that?"
Noah flashed Dan a look and Jamie looked between the brothers to see who would win. Dan won, obviously. Noah stood up and headed for the hall leading to the front door – still in the buff.
Was that little twink really going to answer the door naked?
Jamie looked at the peachy little arse and had a few naughty thoughts before pushing them away.
Jamie felt guilty for looking because: 1) Noah was his best friend's little brother; 2) that little brother was only fifteen; 3) Jamie was trying to work out how many days until Noah turned sixteen.
Fifty days?
Noah got to the front door and opened it a crack, peering through the gap and spotting Scott (the window cleaners son). Noah had passed the cute boy when he'd been out running; Scott peered back at him and smiled. Noah was besotted with the smile that caused dimples, the nice brown eyes and the fact he was sixteen.
"Hi, Noah... Eight pounds?" Scott said eventually.
Noah realised he hadn't asked how much they owed or spoken at all.
"Oh, right. Just a sec," Noah replied.
The family kept a plate in the hall for spare change and money for the paper boy, window cleaners etc. As Noah stepped down the hall to get the money the front door slipped open a little - did the wind blow it or did Scott nudge it? Who knew? But the moment it opened Noah was exposed.
Noah was exposed not only to Scott but to the whole street - thankfully only Scott was looking. Scott was shocked to see the tight ass and must have gasped because Noah turned and exposed himself full frontally.
Scott's eyes were enamoured with the little penis of a boy around his own age. If Scott were caught naked, he would have been so utterly humiliated that he would want the ground to swallow him up. Especially if he was soft because it looked like Noah had a small dick.
As a grower himself, Scott wondered if Noah's dick more than doubled in size like his did? Or was that it?
Finally, Noah realised he was completely exposed to the window cleaning boy and grabbed his penis with both hands.
"Fuck," Noah said.
He couldn't keep his penis covered with both hands and carry the money he owed so he unclamped with one hand and grabbed a fiver and three one-pound coins. Abashed, Noah walked back to the front door with the money which he promptly handed over. Scott was smiling, laughing even - the laugh was because Noah was naked, because he'd been caught, because he was exposed and because he was cute.
It was strange though to have seen another boy's penis in such a context – did Noah just walk around naked at home? Noah had a beautiful, tight physique. He was not tall, lean but petite and the colour of his skin emphasised his almost total hairlessness. Once again, Scott thought if it was him caught naked and someone discovered he was smooth, he'd be mortified.
"Sorry, Scott," Noah said.
Scott noticed Noah's hands - both were now covering his penis - covered the tiny bush of short and curlies above his dick. Scott's own pubes were bushier and he wondered if Noah maybe shaved? Did Noah shave his legs too?
Now that Scott looked closer – for he found he couldn't stop looking – he thought he could see crusty cum on Noah's thigh and some blobs dried in his short pubes too.
"That's ok... I need to go," Scott said.
Scott realised he was embarrassed for looking so long and to have noticed the things he had. Scott hadn't meant to check Noah out like that so he scurried away but he'd have the wank of his life when he got home.
Back in the kitchen, Daniel and Jamie laughed that Noah had been seen by a local boy but Noah was quite pleased with the outcome. There was no malice in the laughter - just as Scott had meant no harm.
"You really like this stuff, don't you?" Jamie asked.
"Yea, I really do," confessed Noah.
After dinner, Dan and Noah washed up. They had a dishwasher that they hardly ever used; not worth it for three plates and three sets of cutlery.
"I promise I wasn't snooping but..." Dan said by way of a conversation starter.
"What did you snoop on?" Noah asked with a half grin.
"You left your computer on when you went running. I saw the group you're in," Daniel said.
Daniel looked at him and Noah blushed that his private sexual interests were increasingly known to his big brother.
"I hope you're being careful. Like all adult platforms, Sextr has some dark corners and people who would just love a pretty boy like you," Daniel warned him.
"Aww, you think I'm pretty?" Noah asked.
"Missing the point, little man, but let's move on. I saw your comment on the fun places to strip page," Dan said.
"Oh... that..." Noah replied.
Dan knowing his sexual fantasies was only going to lead to trouble.
"If you want to try running around naked, I have idea," Dan suggested with a wicked grin.
"What's your idea?" Noah quizzed.
"How about stripping nude in a supermarket car park?" Dan replied.
SUNDAY 13TH SEPTEMBER 2020
Noah had never done anything this insane and he was surprised Daniel was so supportive. It was one thing to encourage him to be naked around the house even when Jamie was around and to a lesser extent, answering the front door with no clothes on, but this?
It was 01:00 – an hour after midnight - and Dan had parked at the far end of the local Asda car park. They were a few miles from home and the store had closed hours ago. The lights in the store were off and there were only a few cars left - probably night shift who were sequestered inside to restock the shelves and put out kumquats.
Dan had suggest waiting until 1AM because the store would be closed, the pubs would have closed hours ago too and most people would be in bed. Only wierdos would still be out and about at this time, case and point:
"So, all you have to do is get out the car, take off your shorts and vest and then I'll see you at home," said Daniel.
Noah was nervous; he was wearing an old pair of shorts and an unremarkable vest. Noah was becoming increasingly taken with vests - showing off his slim arms, tufty armpits, smooth shoulder and collarbone.
Noah and Dan shopped in this supermarket. Would he ever be about to return here without thinking about the crazy time he stripped naked in the car park middle of the night? The blend between his absurd, fantasy-like erotic life and the real world was getting increasingly blurred.
"I'm be totally naked miles from home, Dan," Noah pensively.
"I thought that was the idea," Dan replied.
Couldn't be simpler the way Dan said it.
"How will I get home?" asked Noah.
"The bus?" Dan joked.
Noah laughed; "Are you trying to make this hard for me?"
"Depends on how horny you are," Dan replied with a chuckle.
Noah clearly wasn't going to get anything except sarcasm and jokes from Dan tonight so he got out the car and closed the door. In a few minutes he'd be bare naked.
"Just hide your clothes behind the recycling bins," Daniel said through his open car window; "If anything goes wrong and you can't go forward, come back here and get your clothes."
It was an agreed safety net that seemed sensible enough. Noah walked towards a bank of large steel bins for recycling glass, cans, paper, books and clothes. Dan's car was facing them with his headlights on full beam. Although they were at the far end of the car park the full beams represented a spotlight on what Noah was about to do.
Noah stood next to the nearest bin - one intended for glass bottles - and pulled off his vest. The night was cool but not cold but Noah's nipples got hard and the new expanse of hairless, fair skin, shone under Dan's headlights.
Next, Noah dropped his shorts and fished his feet out of each leg hole. He was now stood in the middle of the night in just a pair of juvenile looking underpants (briefs), his socks and his trainers. Impulsively, Noah took off his left trainer and tugged the sock off his bare foot; he replaced the trainer and repeated the process with his right foot.
Somehow the lack of socks highlighted Noah's nudity almost as much as Daniel's headlights. It was exposure of his narrow, boyish ankles; hairless and soft that emphasised Noah's sense of nudity as a cool breeze stirred across them. There was one thing around his ankle – his fitness tracker that could also track location – just in case Noah got into trouble. The breeze excited Noah's naked ankles and up his silky legs, chilling his limbs and causing a shiver. Was this a good idea? Noah wasn't sure anymore. The pile of clothes on the ground could still be picked up and he could just get dressed...
BEEEEP!
Dan had leaned on the car horn and Noah nearly peed himself.
"Okay!" Noah shouted irritably, waving his hands in acknowledgment of Dan's warning in case his brother couldn't hear him.
Noah put a hand into his little pants - covering his penis with one hand - and working the underwear off with the other. The undies bundled around his ankles and he worked them off so that a final little kick released them.
Noah was naked and it felt amazing.
Noah wasn't hard, his flaccid dick didn't react to night-time public exposure but he felt sense of freedom and serenity. Dan's lights flashed again and Noah raised a hand in acknowledgement that he was fine. The car started and Dan revved the engine and beeped his horn as he pulled away, calling attention to his departure. Noah hoped it didn't call attention to him but he couldn't see anyone around. Dan's waited at the junction to leave the car park and was out of sight a minute later. His big brother had just abandoned him naked miles from home with nothing but his trainers (plus his fitness tracker) and his wits to help him.
Noah stayed where he was for a moment while he decided what to do and what route would take him home safely. He peeked out from between the recycling bins and was glad there was no-one to be seen. It was after 1AM and the streets should be deserted; between here and home there was no pubs or clubs and the neighbourhood was salubrious and safe.
If it wasn't safe, Dan wouldn't have let him do this, but it was risky. That was why they agreed he should hide his clothes. However, as Noah stood in the dark, bare naked and currently hidden in shadow, another insane idea occurred to him.
The teenager looked towards the clothes donation bin. The donation bin was for people to give clothes to charity and it featured a big scooped drawer into which you placed your donation, when the drawer closed, the scoop dropped the donated clothes into the bin and were irretrievable.
Could Noah do that? He was excited by the sordid addition to an already dodgy scenario.
Once his clothes were in the donation bin, he couldn't get them back - even if he wanted to. Even if he needed to.
Noah would be naked and miles from home, as was the plan; however, doing this would destroy his safety net.
Impulsively, the boy picked up all the clothes, needing both hands to bundle them all together. This left no hands for covering his ass or genitals. The area was mostly dark but lights from farther in the carpark cast shadows of the naked boy as he moved between the recycling bins to get the end of the row where the clothing donation bin was.
The drawer creaked loudly in the night as Noah opened it and put all his clothes inside. The deep scoop of the drawer comfortably held every item available to Noah; if he closed the drawer, the clothes would be permanently gone. Noah didn't even have his phone - it was at home.
Noah closed the drawer.
Noah heard the clothes drop and when he reopened the drawer to check, they were well and truly lost to him.
(The socks, shorts and) the vest is history.
It was insane to streak naked for miles in the first place but Noah figured that once he got going, it would just as insane to return to the starting point in the buff as to continue forward. But who knew what could happen between here and home?
Noah fantasised about getting caught by a gang of rough boys who he'd need to pleasure before they let him home. The idea of having to gobble five or six teenage cocks was exciting but remote (more like non-existent) given the salubriousness of the area. Nevertheless, his penis got happy by thickening so his dick was three inches long - hardly impressive but if he got caught, he'd rather be three inches than two. Noah was quite happy with his (nearly) six-inch erection but decided against running home with that jutting out.
Noah set off at a jog around the edge of the carpark which was bordered with trees belonging to green space that housing developers kept trying (and failing) to buy. Noah got to the end and stepped onto the first pavement of his twenty-minute trip home.
Noah didn't cover his dick but his heart was pounding with the excitement of his exhibition. The pavement belonged to a service road for the supermarket he'd just left so there was no traffic. Noah crosses from the service road and onto a road that led into the city centre. During the day it was a major commuting route but at 01:30 it was deserted. Noah jogged up a small hill and looked both ways for dog walkers, drivers and lads returning home from a night out; he never once covered his penis or testicles.
A few cars passed and Noah strutted onwards, brazenly and proudly. One car slowed down he heard giggling and then indecipherable mockery. Noah's brain could hardly take in what he was doing and the boys in the car, that was now retreating into the distance, punctuated the immensity of it.
The next car to pass was oncoming and it slowed down. The windows came down and someone in the passenger seat leaned out.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"I'm just out for a walk," Noah replied casually.
"With no clothes on?" he asked.
"Yup," Noah agreed.
The passenger leaned back in and then his hand emerged and snapped a picture.
"Fuck," Noah muttered, covering himself.
The car drove off and Noah was left with the knowledge someone had just snapped a photo of his naked dick. Thankfully, the angle had been too low to capture his face.
Noah reached residential streets a few minutes later and he ducked into the nearest garden when cars were passing. He lucky the homeowners either had their curtains drawn or blinds closed or the lights were off and they were all in bed.
Noah's route was taking longer than he's planned. At least it felt that way, but time had a habit of dilating and minutes could feel like hours or seconds depending on the circumstances. They felt like hours at the moment.
If he had any other way, that wouldn't add ten minutes, he would have diverted when he saw what was ahead – three boys. It was too late anyway; in the well-lit street they had already spied the naked boy.
Getting closer, the three boys looked like brothers or cousins; they were all blue eyed and ginger with freckles. They looked like only a year or two separated them - sixteen, eighteen and twenty at a guess. One was lanky, the other built like a rugby player and the last was somewhere in between.
When they had fist sighted him in the distance, they doubted their eyes and joked with each other that no-one would just walk around naked. But then Noah got closer and they wore stunned expressions that were replaced with titters of laughed.
Noah covered his dick.
"Are you alright?" asked one of them.
Just like the passenger of the car that had pictured him had asked. In fairness, it was a sensible question. Noah could see them checking out his nudity in its entirety. His hands weren't covering briefs or a thong or a cock sock; the teenager was actually totally naked in public. He was smooth and young-looking, boyish but very obviously in his mid-teens. His chest and legs were smooth and the only pubes they could see was a small spray above where his hands now concealed his dick.
"I'm fine," Noah answered casually.
"You know you're naked?" asked the next.
"Yea. It was a dare. I'm just going home," Noah answered more-or-less truthfully.
"A dare? So, you're not running from someone who... did this to you," the last pretty ginger lad asked.
"No. I'm fine," Noah said but shivered because now he was standing still, he was getting cold.
"Ok... let's see it, then," said the youngest, skinny ginger.
Everyone knew what "it" was.
"Bran! We can't look at the wee man's cock," warned the oldest of the boys.
"You can look at all the dicks you want at home," said Bran's brother.
"You mean I can hang out in your room?" Bran replied and got a slap to the head for his insult.
Noah moved his hands and revealed his penis again and the boys couldn't help but laugh. Bran seemed quite interested but his brothers were trying not to look at the flaccid dick.
"Fuck, have your balls even dropped yet?" asked the middle brother.
"How old are you?" asked the oldest brother.
"Fifteen," Noah answered timidly.
"Shit, you look about twelve," the middle brother reported.
"He does not," Bran responded; "You look fifteen or sixteen to me. You're really pretty."
"Bran, shut up and let's go," his big brother admonished, embarrassed by his brother.
"Can I see your ass?" Bran asked, ignoring his brother.
Noah turned and Bran whistled.
"Ok, we're going now," his middle brother said, grabbing Bran.
"If it's possible, I'm more embarrassed than the naked boy," his big brother said.
The brothers pushed Bran past Noah and together they carried on walking.
Noah looked back because Bran really was cute - so skinny and long and his ass must be tight. Bran looked back too but his brothers hustled him across the street. Noah realised he was literally standing naked beside the road and needed to carry on.
He didn't notice the car pulling up beside him until it was too late.
"Get in!" demanded Jamie.
Noah took a moment to wonder if Dan had sent his best friend or if Jamie had heard about the escapade and intervened. Either way, Noah had trekked quite far enough for one day.
He got into the car - a rusty Corsa - and Jamie drove off.
"That was really stupid, Noah," said Jamie.
"It was fun," Noah said and he felt chastised like a child and his response too was immature. "Besides, I was halfway home already."
"Do you want to go home or will we go get your clothes?" Jamie asked.
Jamie sounded worried, which was why he'd chastised the teenager. He glanced and Noah whose smooth skin was covered in goosepimples from the cold. His hands were now clamped over his penis – which Jamie had seen him happily show off to three random boys on the street. Noah looked quite beautiful.
"We can't go back for my clothes," Noah confessed. "Instead of hiding them, I put them all in the donation bin."
"Why did you do that?" Jamie asked incredulously.
"Because it's for a good cause?" said Noah with an upwards infliction that indicated he was taking the piss.
"Very funny," Jamie replied with a laugh than seemed to relax him and release the tension from the car.
Jamie cranked on the heating, which rattled noisily and coughed up hot breath into the car.
"Can I ask why you put your clothes in the bin?" Jamie enquired; "Dan said you'd hide them in case you got cold feet or needed to go back."
"I guess I did it because once they were in there, I had no safety net," Noah confessed; "I thought that was exciting."
"Well, I was worried, Noah. Dan was too, we were both watching your progress using your fitness tracker," Jamie said. "When you stopped, I was closer and tod an I'd check on you."
"Stalker," Noah said with a chuckle.
Jamie chuckled too but he still looked worried; "I know you like being naked around the house but running around town like that?"
"It was exciting," Noah interjected.
"You were bare naked in public Noah," Jamie retorted; "Someone could have seen you. Someone did see you."
"Getting seen by those boys was exciting," Noah confessed.
"Why?" Jamie asked sceptically.
Although Jamie seemed worried, Noah also noticed the way the twenty-one-year old's eyes passed his barely covered crotch. Noah had put on his seatbelt but was still naked and noticing Jamie's attention, he uncovered himself. Noah was only fifteen and not very worldly but he was leaning the power of sexuality, teasing and that he was attractive. People liked to look at him.
"Ok, So, what's the deal?" Jamie restated his question.
"How do you mean?" Noah said as if he didn't know.
"I mean, why are you naked outside? I know Dan says you like being naked around the house but walking home naked is mental," Jamie replied; "Dan can be a prick sometimes but... did he make you do that?"
"It's embarrassing," Noah said shyly.
"It sure is," Jamie responded, missing the point entirely.
"You wouldn't understand," Noah said huffily.
"So, explain," Jamie said with sincere interest, slowing down a little to give the boy more attention.
"Most of the time, I like being naked. Not in, like, a sexy way. I just like being free," Noah said and hoped it didn't sound as stupid to Jamie's ears as it did to his own.
"You like showing off?" Jamie asked.
"No, it's not about exhibition..." Noah huffed; "I knew you wouldn't get it. No-one does."
"I'm trying to," Jamie retorted.
"I like being naked. Dan thinks it's hilarious. He thinks I'm showing off but to me clothes are like a shame suit - I'm not ashamed of my body though. I just like to be naked," Noah reasoned.
"So, Dan is being kind of a prick?" Jamie asked.
"No. No, he's been really supportive. He does think it's hilarious that I want to be naked but it's me who wants it. I think he's trying to help me," Noah said.
"Oh, I thought he was trying to make you feel stupid and ashamed," Jamie suggested.
Knowing Noah's feelings, Jamie realised the opposite was true. Noah had wanted to walk or run home naked to experience nudity in the extreme.
"Dan's always understood me," said Noah. "He's always been there for me even when dad can't be and mum... well, you know."
"Yea, I know," Jamie replied and he gave Noah a gentle pat on the arm.
Fuck, Noah was till naked, Jamie realised; he put his hand back on the stick... the gear stick, obviously.
"So... do you remove your shame suit often?" Jamie said with a smirk.
"As often as I can. And more often by the day thanks to Daniel," Noah replied.
"I'm not sure I understand all this," Jamie confessed; "Are you a nudist?"
Jamie had turned off the major roads and was winding into the smaller residential streets towards Noah's home.
"Nudism is about feeling free, enjoying being naked whenever possible and appreciating the nakedness of others. I think bodies are beautiful no matter what shape or size or colour you are," Noah said honestly; "Nudism isn't about exhibitionism, intimidation or sexual satisfaction. It's about being who you are and feeling body freedom."
"That sounds... nice?" Jamie said uncertainly.
Noah laughed so Jamie laughed too. Noah liked talking to Jamie, he was easy to talk to and he seemed really interested. Daniel and Toby were confidants too but Noah didn't fancy them the way he fancied Jamie.
"Nudism isn't the same as exhibitionism. That's where you like to expose yourself to shock others, for amusement or for sexual satisfaction. Exhibitionists might try to make their exposure seem accidental so keep it brief," Noah continued.
Noah knew that, as much as he understood his own desire for a more nudist life at home, there was an element of exhibitionism for him. That was not the driver behind this night-time excursion but there were times when he felt sexual gratification from being caught and seen. He hadn't popped a boner when he exposed himself to the ginger brothers, but he'd wank about it for weeks.
"Alright, thanks for the exposition," Jamie said wryly.
Noah chuckled and Jamie couldn't help but look at the boy who was five years younger than him. Jamie had been friends with Dan for a very long time, so suddenly seeing Noah as a theoretically attractive object of desire was confusing and a little embarrassing for him. Jamie pulled into the driveway of Noah's house and killed the engine.
Noah didn't get out of the car right away. Instead he crossed his legs so his left ankle was on his right knee and pulled off his trainer. Noah knocked a tiny stone that had been annoying him out of his trainer; then Noah massaged his size ten foot, rubbing his toes. Noah was naked and wearing only one shoe - the sole of his bare foot proffered to Arthur - and he made it look so candid and innocent.
"My legs are freezing," Noah reported; "Feel this."
Noah took Jamie's left hand off the gear stick and put it on his bare leg, just above his fitness tracker. Noah's skin was smooth as satin and it reminded Jamie of Daniel when they were fifteen going on sixteen. Without thinking, Jamie slid his hand from the middle of Noah's bare leg to the knee and then down to Noah's ankle. There wasn't a trace of stubble, fluff or fuzz on Noah's leg or foot and his ankle was delicate beneath Jamie's grasp. Jamie took his hand back and guiltily contemplated what had just happened.
Noah's gesture with the shoe and the prompt to touch him had been so casual, uninhibited and unceremonious that Jamie finally saw what Noah had been talking about when he spoke about nudism. Noah was simply comfortable being who he is.
"I should go inside," Noah said; "Do you want to come with me?"
Jamie had been living in the spare room so this invitation meant something more.
"Why?" Jamie asked uncertainly.
"I was going to jerk off. You can watch if you want," Noah suggested.
"I don't think I should... You're fifteen Noah," Jamie bemoaned.
"I'm nearly sixteen," Noah offered helpfully.
"So, fifteen then," Jamie retorted.
"So, if I was sixteen, would you watch?" Noah asked.
Jamie didn't want to answer – the age of consent was demarked by a single day which was getting close enough to cause Jamie to contemplate Noah as a sexual person. Jamie had hesitated too long, which in itself said everything.
"Well... I've got another idea then," Noah proffered.
"You ok?" Daniel called from the living room.
"Fine thanks," Noah replied, peeking into the room; "Jamie found me."
"I know," Daniel replied; "Jamie would have messaged if something went wrong."
His big brother playing on his PS4, which he had paused to check now out – still naked – and he seemed impressed Noah hadn't balked. Dan went back to playing his game which was perfect because Noah needed fifteen minutes alone with Dan's best friend.
Despite his apparent nonchalance, Noah knew his brother well enough to tell he was relieved Noah was home so soon – he just wouldn't show it. There was a sly smile on Dan's face when he spotted Jamie follow Noah out of the room.
Noah led a very uncertain Jamie upstairs - Jamie didn't know what to expect and warned Noah he'd walk away if it didn't feel right. In Noah's room Noah kicked off his trainers and removed his tracker so he was bare naked and barefoot; he was still flaccid but when he took Jamie's hand, it was warm and caused a tingle in Noah's groin.
Jamie had made it clear he didn't want to participate in anything with Noah but the teenager hoped the twenty-one-year-old would be agreeable to providing some visual stimulation.
"I just want to jerk off. You don't need to watch but I wondered if I could watch you?" Noah asked uncertainly.
"I'm not wanking in front of you, Noah," Jamie responded.
"No, I didn't mean that... I just want you to take your shirt off," Noah answered.
"I dunno," Jamie replied uncertainly.
"If you'd rather not, I'll just look at shirtless pics of you in on Instagram," Noah said nonchalantly.
"You beat off to my holiday pics?" Jamie said scandalously.
"No... of course not," Noah said unconvincingly.
Uncertainly, but grinning, Jamie unbuttoned his shirt until his chest was showing - it was well developed by four days in the gym every week. He had pecs, nice nipples and a tight abdomen that he was clearly flexing to make the abs show. Noah took a shot and grabbed the waistline of Jamie's jeans, popping the button and pulling down the zipper.
"Wow!" Jamie warned.
"Just down to the knees," Jamie said tantalisingly; "Your thighs look amazing in those jeans."
Jamie slowly relented since Noah had a point about his Instagram - he'd started wearing skimpy trunks a few years ago. They were bulgylicious - unlike the boxers he was wearing right now. Jamie pushed the jeans down past the knee until they were around his ankles. Jamie's thighs really were magnificent - a line of hair on the inside of the thigh led up to whatever was in his boxers. The contents of Jamie's boxers looked very thrilling.
Noah took a step back and looked at Jamie who tentatively shrugged the shirt off his shoulders so it fell to the floor. Noah gazed at the shirtless young man with his exposed underwear and then took a hold of his own dick and started to stroke.
Jamie closed his eyes, he really didn't want to watch the boy masturbate... though he was very cute, slim, tanned... no, he didn't want to watch. Noah started to dribble pre-cum on the floor as he stroked himself and he wished Jamie was looking so he could see the lad's eyes bulge.
Jamie was so handsome! Noah drank in every inch of him - his arms, his legs, his nipples; Noah imagines kissing Jamie's chest and hugging him, burying his face in Jamie's neck. Noah was fully hard now and his cock was hot in his hand as he beat off. Jamie kept his eyes closed but tugged the waist of his boxers just a little so more of his magnificent happy trail was sighted and the top of his pubic bush too. Jamie's chest was flecked with dark hair, tapering into a line that plunged through his belly button.
Noah breathed hand and Jamie could hear the boy panting. Jamie could hear the slippery stroke of Noah's hand, the pace quickening until it was clear Noah was nearly ready to cum. Jamie couldn't resist a peek and saw Noah had closed his eyes so he could look unobtrusively.
Noah was nearly 5ft 6in (1.67 meters) tall but Daniel was tall and Jamie thought Noah would still have a few inches to grow. Noah was scrawny but only because he was growing – he was developing muscles in the right place. Although Noah was smooth everywhere Jamie could see, it didn't make Noah look younger per se; Noah just looked young because he is young. Besides, Dan has smooth legs too and fair blonde hair on his chest and underarms so Noah had the genes to enter the same twunk/ hunk leagues as his big brother.
Noah's cock was a nice size for a nearly sixteen-year-old - nearly six inches, with a prominent blue vein running down the shaft and balls with barely fuzz over them. Jamie had to shave his balls before a date night so he was almost envious. Noah's cock was topped by a small but neat bush of pubes - again Jamie had to manscape to look like that. Noah's cock was very leaky and Jamie thought the self-lubrication would be an advantage for a teenage boy. There was a lot of precum and Jamie imagined the stuff would taste delicious. Finally, Noah's cock looked the same size as Daniel's had when Dan was sixteen - so it might still grow to Dan's now eight-inch length.
Jamie closed his eyes before Noah opened his again.
Noah had closed his eyes in the hope of Jamie looking at him - he wasn't sure if the twenty-one-year-old had or not but his boxers looked like something inside them had lifted a bit. Noah gazed upon Jamie as he pleasured himself towards climax.
Noah's slippery hand kneaded the head of his cock and finally he felt the orgasm coming. Noah grunted as his dick shot spunk over his hand and onto the floor - a mess he'd need to clean up. When Noah's breathing relaxed, he squeezed the half-hard but pliable cock inside a pair of briefs.
"You can look now," Noah promised.
When Jamie opened his eyes, Noah was standing with his hands on his hips, but not posing – he just seemed thoroughly content. Jamie smiled at him, again averting his gaze from Noah's scantily covered middle.
"Happy?" Jamie asked as he pulled up his jeans and reached for his shirt.
The shirt was on the floor so Jamie bent over to pick it up and his ass stuck out; Noah wanted to give it a spank or push his face into it. Jamie straightened up and put his shirt on.
"Don't tell Dan, ok?" Jamie said.
"I won't," Noah agreed.
"And maybe think again before any more midnight naked treks?" Jamie asked.
"It was a silly idea. I'm on Sextr and there's a group that suggests fun places to get naked..." Noah laughed at himself and how ridiculous he sounded.
"I'm on Sextr too," Jamie revealed; "There's probably safer ways to explore your interests."
"Like how?" Noah asked.
Noah still hadn't put anything else on, he just stood around in his briefs like it was totally normal and he was without self-consciousness.
"Well, you've obviously found groups on Sextr where you can share ideas with people with similar interests but there's an events feature too," Jamie revealed; "It's called Event-Me... you might find there's people right here in Five Dukes who have safe places for you to... do what you want to do."
Noah was left to contemplate this and Jamie went downstairs to join Dan. It was nearly 2AM and Noah liked the idea of going to bed a bit dirty so he wiped his cum off the floor and then climbed into bed without showering. The smell of cum was still on his hand and the vision of Jamie was fresh as Noah dropped off to sleep.
This chapter introduces a new character named Ronan. The narrative refers to an invisible voice that only he hears. To clarify, Ronan is an undiagnosed schizophrenic. Since Ronan has some but limited insight into what this voice is or where it's from, I have deliberately avoided using the diagnosis within the story. I hope readers will appreciate Ronan's story and the difficulties represented by complex, long-term mental health disorders.
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