Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction for entertainment only. The author does not condone anything herein; practice sex safely and legally. Any resemblances to real people, places and events (past, present or future) is unintentional.
Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Seven: First Day of Nude Term
THURSDAY 02ND SEPTEMBER 2021
Noah was nervous about the start of school.
At the end of last term, Noah had learned special arrangements had been made for his last year at Five Dukes Boys School. Noah would be allowed to practice nudism at school for the duration of Year 13.
The day started like any other – he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to piss and then shower. He had slept naked so there was no undressing required and he walked back to his room with the towel in his hand, rubbing the parts of his body that didn't feel completely dry.
Noah put on black briefs that hugged his neat package and then pulled on his black school trousers but didn't fasten them yet. Noah's bare feet stuck out the bottom of the trousers – they were tanned and smooth – until he sat on his desk chair and hoisted up the cuffs to pull his socks on. A few inches of hairless ankle and calf emerged but then the feet, the ankles and the claves were wrapped in soft black cotton.
Noah was still topless but he stood up on his stockinged feet and took a new, crisply ironed, white shirt off a hanger on his cupboard and slipped his arms into it. Noah started at the bottom, buttoning the shirt until his navel, his abdomen, his chest and then his neck were hidden from view. The top button around his neck wasn't too tight and Noah added his school tie to the collar. In seconds, the tie was knotted and neatly pushed into place near his Adam's apple.
Noah tucked the shirt in, feeling the tails around his thighs, and then fastened the trousers and zipped them up. Noah checked himself out in the mirror – he was the perfect, sweet and twinky schoolboy. Noah pulled his blazer over the pure white of the shirtsleeves and then brushed his unruly blonde hair.
Noah was taller than he was last year – the height he'd gained had all but obscured other developments in his physique. Longer limbs and taller height were offset by bigger biceps and claves and broader shoulders. He remained long and thin and nearly gangly.
At least his cock was bigger.
Which wasn't strictly speaking relevant.
Noah couldn't help but think it was big waste time getting dressed for school since the uniform would be coming off before his first class even started. Noah wasn't sure how his nudism would work when visiting other schools. There were apparently arrangements with Barons Edge Comprehensive about a Maths, Physics and Chemistry Exchange programme. Actually, Noah didn't know how his nudism would work at his own bloody school.
Noah had expected more details from Five Dukes Boys School about how he could practice nudism at school and how the other boys would be told but his only contact with the school had been Mr Cooke. Noah's big brother Daniel had somehow and somewhy (not a real word) conspired with Mr Cooke to orchestrate his nude term. Actually, Noah knew why – Dan liked to support Noah's nudism and he thought combining it with exhibitionism and embarrassment was hilarious.
Daniel had admitted that he could not believe his fucking luck when the school had agreed to his persuasion's about accommodating Noah's lifestyle choice. It was in no small part due to Mr Cooke aggressively advocating for accepting it too.
Mr Cooke was the Drama teacher; he was the Assistant Deputy Head Teacher and he was kind of a pervert. The man had made no secret that he was attracted to Noah and he felt able to admit it because he knew Noah's secret. Mr Cooke knew that Noah participated in Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing and that Noah was interested in nudity in its many expressions. Mr Cooke had caught Noah in a classroom storeroom last year; Noah had been naked and covered in cum and since then, Noah had been enchanted by the man.
Also, Mr Cooke was sexy as fuck! Noah really didn't mind that twinky schoolboys did something for him – after all, Noah liked twinky schoolboys too. Also, the man had a gorgeous teenage son and liked to watch his teenage son getting fucked by other boys.
Noah was in love with being seduced by an older man, a teacher. What if Mr Cooke charmed a less willing boy? This was something Noah tried not to think about – was he irresponsible for not reporting on Mr Cooke?
Anyway... Noah had expected more details from the Mr Cooke or the Head Teacher about how he could practice his nudism at school. He mentioned the lack of communication at dinner a few nights ago.
"Oh, I've been dealing with your correspondence, Noah," Daniel admitted.
"I bet you have," Jamie said.
Noah knew what Jamie meant – Daniel liked to be in control of Noah's (often humiliating) acts of nudity and exhibitionism. It was just the three of them at dinner – Dan and Noah's dad was back in America but he'd been in touch every day and was supportive of Noah's choice to practice nudism. Bruce McNelis though his son was very brave to practice nudism at school and accepted Dan had organised it but believed and trusted Noah when his son said he was excited by it.
"I just want you to be surprised," Daniel said magnanimously. "Don't you worry your pretty little head over it."
Noah was excited by it but now that the first day of term was here and he was very anxious. The butterflies could have flown him to school, he was so nervous. Daniel had deliberately kept Noah vague about the details of the arrangements – it was just like when Noah attended EMARP or Task-Me's. People liked him to be surprised and Noah derived great satisfaction from the surprise. However, he was still nervous.
Noah went downstairs in his school uniform and Jamie smiled at him.
"Well, don't you look handsome," Jamie complimented.
"This is the first time you've worn clothes to breakfast in... I don't know how long," Daniel joked.
It was true – Noah normally had breakfast nude but he putting on the uniform had offered a sense of normalcy on a day that wouldn't offer much more normality.
Daniel drove Noah to school but the sixteen-year-old was quiet throughout the drive.
"Are you having second thoughts? If you don't want to do this anymore..." Daniel started to say.
"Dan, I know I can back out," Noah interrupted. "I'm a bit scared but mostly... I'm excited. I can hardly believe I'm going to get away with it."
Daniel laughed and the two settled into a conversation that relaxed Noah's anxiety.
"Is there anything I need to know about today that you haven't told me?" Noah asked.
"I've not really told you anything," Dan observed.
"That's what I mean," Noah responded.
"Mr Cooke will keep you right," Daniel replied.
Noah usually met his friends but instead of rendezvousing with them, he headed for the main entrance and looked towards the school offices. As Assistant Deputy Head Teacher, Mr Cooke had an office near the main entrance and reception – the man was standing outside his office.
Mr Cooke didn't immediately see Noah – he was too busy offering surreptitious glances to boys as they passed to and fro. Why had Noah never noticed the man checking out boys before? When Noah had been caught naked by the man – a genuine accidental occurrence – the man had revealed he knew about Noah's role playing. Mr Cooke said he was worried Noah was being manipulated or abused into participating. Now Noah was watching the man undressing Year 13 and 13 boys with his eyes. The man was looking at Mekonnen – a tall and gorgeous seventeen-year-old in Noah's year – who was in shorts and t-shirts having ran to school. He was a competitive athlete and both his parents were originally from Ethiopia and had themselves competed at professional levels.
Noah also looked at Mekonnen - his legs were like a dream. Lean and shapely and lovely and spectacular. When Noah looked back at Mr Cooke, he realised he had finally captured the teacher's attention. It was an appropriate turn around that they should both be caught looking.
"Good morning Noah," Mr Cooke said.
"Morning, sir," Noah replied.
"Are you ready?" he asked – getting straight to the point.
"I guess so. Daniel's been taking care of my correspondence so I don't know how this is meant to work," Noah answered.
"I see," Mr Cooke replied with a wicked grin. "Well, Mr Bassett will make an announcement at assembly. He'll explain everything."
"Oh... good..." Noah said with relief – he was glad he wouldn't have to explain it to people himself.
Mr Cooke started walking away from the reception and into the connecting corridor towards the Loiter Lobby – the main social space for students between class or at lunchtime, especially on rainy days. Mr Cooke stopped at the double doors before entering the Loiter Lobby – just passed the doors were the flights of stairs that led up to the next floor but the teacher took Noah no farther. Instead, he opened the door on his left – it was the last classroom before the Loiter Lobby and it was usually a very noisy class to be in when the bell rang.
The first bell of the day – to convene assembly or registration classes – hadn't rung yet. As such the corridors and the Loiter Lobby were still a racket of boys catching up and talking about holidays, TV and maybe classes.
"Get undressed in here and then come to the assembly hall," Mr Cooke said.
"Naked?" Noah implored in a hoarse whisper.
Three friends passed Noah and Mr Cooke. Noah checked them out because they looked so cute in their uniforms but they didn't even offer Noah a glance. That was about to change.
"Of course. You asked the school to support you, right? Mr Bassett will explain why you're nude during the assembly."
"Ok," Noah replied.
Mr Cooke turned to leave and Noah reached out.
"Wait! Aren't you staying?" Noah asked.
"To watch a teenage boy strip naked with only me in the room with him? I don't think so," Mr Cooke said – though he clearly would have loved to have done so.
Left alone in the room Noah had nothing else to do but get started.
Noah was wearing soft, comfortable black trainers. He toed them off first and then sat down and pulled off his socks. Noah's bare feet were long and his toes spread as he wriggled them in the open air. Noah had put his schoolbag on the floor so now he stuffed the socks into the bottom of the bag. Noah stood up and slipped his school blazer off; he used a desktop to neatly fold it and then tugged his tie off. Noah unfastened his trousers and pushed them down his svelte legs, stepping out of them and then picking them up and folding them.
From his bag, Noah took out pens and paper and other items he was likely to need and then pushed the blazer, tie and trousers into the bottom of the schoolbag; his clothes would take up significant space and Noah started to think the changing room would have been a better place to undress because he had a locker there.
Noah stood bare foot and bare legged – his white shirt tails contrasting with his black briefs and tanned white skin. Noah rapidly unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, folded it and put it in his schoolbag. Now dressed only in tiny black briefs, Noah repacked everything else into the bag.
He had only the briefs left to remove; looking down at himself, he was already humiliatingly exposed. Noah had no shame about his body but he feared his peers would attempt to find and expose his flaws. Ironically, Noah rather suspected most boys would be embarrassed for hum or more embarrassed than he was. Shame and humiliation could be like osmosis moving from an area of high concentration in others so low concentration in him.
The briefs were tight so that his small package made a respectful dent and his butt was so tightly wrapped it looked bubbly. As Noah lowered his underwear, he got more nervous and once they were around his ankles Noah stepped out of them and picked them up.
Noah looked at the label – they were a size too small for him which must have been Daniel's doing as one last jester-like contribution. The funny thing was how long it had taken Noah to notice – tiny briefs that should have been too small for a sixteen-year-old were very nearly a good fit for Noah.
Now that Noah was naked, he put the briefs in his schoolbag and zipped it up. Noah's penis was soft and squat, the head concealed within its foreskin, and shrunk to barely more than two inches. His testes were relaxed inside a loose sack that hung a few inches beneath his dick. His genitals were mortifyingly smooth and Noah wondered if it would really have been any less embarrassing if he weren't shaved like a Ken doll.
Noah pulled his schoolbag onto his back – the straps descended his chest and almost covered his nipples but framed and emphasised his hairless chest and soft, smooth stomach. The schoolbag sat just above his butt, which remained exposed. Noah had tuned out the sound of the boys outside the room but the rabble returned to his attention now. It was time to reveal himself.
Noah's heart was hammering as he put his trainers on his feet and went to the door – he was nervous and excited but he was scared and shaky too. If the noise of rowdy boys was bad now, Noah dreaded to think what it would be like once they noticed him and told everyone else.
Noah pulled the classroom door open – there was no-one standing outside but people were passing by so it was only a second before there was a reaction.
"Oh my god!"
"Fucking hell."
"What the..."
"Woooaaah!"
"What the fuck?"
Another boy got to the door and looked to see what had caused the reactions - he did a doubletake and walked into the back of someone else. Another boy walked into the doorframe of the double doors leading into the Loiter Lobby and still others backtracked to look again.
Mouths hung open.
Boys smiled.
Boys sniggered.
Boys looked embarrassed for him.
"What happened to your pubes?"
"Weird!"
"You're not showing that thing off are you?"
It wasn't very often that Noah covered up but his hands moved automatically to cup his genitals – not that it left much to the imagination but it made him feel nominally more secure. It was still obvious he had no pubes – not a single errant strand poked out from above his hands. Noah stepped into the corridor and turned right – the corridor seemed to go on forever.
The original witnesses hadn't moved – some now looking as his arse and others wishing they could see through his cupped hands. Mr Cooke had told Noah to return to the assembly hall but that would mean passing the main school entrance. Shit!
As he set off down the corridor, facing less than ten boys at the moment but at least as many gathering behind him, Noah blushed and couldn't meet their eyes. Noah had expected the noise to exponentially grow when they saw him but the opposite happened. There was total, sudden and grave silence.
How many naked in school fantasies had Noah imagined? The reality was quite different.
All eyes were on Noah – boys in the Loiter lobby were trapped in a bottle neck looking at his bare ass and legs. Ahead of him, boys parted like the red sea. It was like he was a fire in the middle of the corridor because they pressed against the wall to make room; perhaps they thought he was contagious and they didn't want to catch whatever had made him do this.
"Forgot something?"
"Birthday suit today?"
"Couldn't afford a uniform?"
"Nice ass."
"Lovely legs."
"Move your hands."
It was almost unbearable – it said a lot that Noah, centre of attention and sponge of adoration could not even look at the faces staring at his nudity. Noah was in school and he was naked. What had he done?! He was so nervous that he felt a drop or two of nervous pee touch the palms of his hands and he hoped it didn't escape.
"Noah!?"
He'd been recognised by Mekonnen and Noah recognised that the older pupils predominated the way ahead as they gathered for assembly. More boys, mostly Sixth Formers (the upper two years) who knew his name, seemed to take the recognition as the rallying cry for a chant.
"Noah!"
"Noah!"
"Noah!"
"Noah! What are you doing?" said Mr Bassett – the Head Teacher.
Noah was confused. What did the Head Teacher mean? He was the one who had discussed nude term back in July yet he was looking at Noah with mortified shock. Mr Cooke on the other hand was nearly beside himself.
Noah had reached the end of the corridor and was now back at the main school reception where more boys were coming in or leaving the main entrance and when they saw Noah they stopped leaving. Noah hadn't even counted how many boys had already seen him but it was a small fraction of the school's student population, never mind teacher population.
"Noah," Mr Bassett hissed but he was more embarrassed than the naked teenager.
Luckily Mr Cooke was on hand to speak for the faculty.
"Noah, the instructions you got from the school over the summer were very clear," Mr Cooke said. "For goodness' sake, you know we wanted to make an announcement at assembly before you got undressed this morning."
Noah glared at the man. So that's why Daniel hadn't told him anything – he and Mr Cooke had worked out this truly horrifying reveal for Noah.
He wanted to fucking kill Dan but he also enjoyed the new sensation of genuine fear and benign peril. Mr Cooke was enjoying himself – it was a touch theatrical but that was the Drama teacher in him.
"I know you're excited to get started, Noah, but I think there was a better way to reveal yourself," Mr Cooke added.
Mr Cooke could think of no better way to have exposed Noah to a surprised student body. Well... not no better way. He was saving that though.
"Why don't you go to Mr Cooke's office and get dressed for now, Noah?" Mr Bassett said. "We should tell your peers about your... eh... about all this in the way we discussed."
"Yes sir, sorry," Noah said.
His hands were still clamped over his genitals but his belly button and nipples and bare legs and bare bottom had already been thoroughly checked out. The quiet that had fallen over the teenage students ended and there was an explosion of loud talking, squabbling, shouting, laughing...
Noah was led to Mr Cooke's office and once they both walked in, the teacher closed the door and he laughed. He was beaming at Noah who still hadn't let go of his penis and testicles yet.
"That was amazing, Noah," Mr Cooke said.
"You told me to get undressed and then the assembly would explain everything!" Noah protested.
"Whoops," the man replied insincerely.
Noah let go of his dick and he rubbed his hands together. Mr Cooke had hand sanitiser and he used that to clean his hands properly.
"So, can I get dressed again?" Noah asked.
"Yes, get dressed," Mr Cook said.
As Noah opened his bag and pulled his uniform out and started putting it back on again, Mr Cooke explained.
"There's a final four assembly today," Mr Cooke said.
He meant the upper four years of the school; namely Year 10, Year 11, Year 12 and Year 13. Years 12 and 13 comprised the Sixth Form.
"We'll tell everyone about your nudism and the schools support of your lifestyle. The lower three years will be told in their respective registration classes," Mr Cooke continued.
Noah had finished redressing and he had calmed down somewhat. Noah noticed the Mr Cooke had, in the excitement perhaps, forgotten about is previous reservations about being alone with a naked teenager. Noah thought it had been a mean trick on the part of Daniel and Mr Cooke but he took it in the spirit it was intended – not mean but mischievous.
Noah understood that the surprise of him appearing naked in the corridor must have been an irresistible prank. Worse, now that he was dressed again, it meant Noah would have to expose himself for a second time. Maybe this time he could go the changing room? It was as if Daniel and Mr Cooke couldn't agree on the most humiliating way to expose Noah's nudity to the school
"Did you enjoy seeing me naked in the corridor like that?" Noah asked.
"I could get used to it," the man confessed unironically.
Mr Cooke had very much enjoyed seeing Noah naked in the corridor and the look of surprise when he realised the trick that had been played. Noah also looked very handsome in his school uniform.
"Why don't you head back out there? The assembly will be starting very soon," Mr Cooke said, opening his office door and showing Noah out.
There were dozens of boys – mostly from the Sixth Form – outside the office. Some had seen what had just happened and the others had been told but everyone was left wondering why the fuck Noah had stripped naked and walked down the main corridor.
"That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen!" shouted Mateo so loudly a few boys winced or covered their ears. "Sorry, that was too loud."
Then Matty made a noise that sounded like "squeeee"!
"Are you ok?" Toby asked.
Toby put his arm around Noah's shoulder – a casual, friendly but intimate gesture. It was unburdened, spontaneous and unexpected given Toby's major hang-ups over the last year. Noah responded by throwing himself into a proper hug, which again Toby accepted without any discomfort.
They hadn't talked much since Toby had gone on his pilgrimage but something had happened and Noah was embarrassed that he hadn't even scratched the surface since Toby's return.
"We saw what happened but we couldn't get to you. Are you ok?" Samir asked.
<<And then the guy at the bar says, "do you really think I wished for a twelve-inch pianist?>>
Ronan ignored the stupid joke – the seventh that Herman, the never-ending talker inside Ronan's head, had told that morning.
"I'm ok," Noah replied.
"You're dressed again..." Ronan started.
<<Yes! Admonish him for that. Unacceptable.>>
"...what happened?" Ronan asked.
Noah disentangled from Toby and the boys who had been looking lost interest – they were clearly curious but everyone seemed to avoid Noah as if he were a lunatic.
"I got confused I guess," Noah lied; "I wasn't meant to get undressed until after the assembly."
"So, after the assembly we get to see your..." Matty started to ask.
Toby elbowed him.
"...sparkling personality?" Matty finished.
<<I love when we get to see Noah's "personality," don't you?>>
"Yea. I guess I'll go to the changing room to get undressed and lock my clothes away," Noah replied.
"Can't wait!" Matty confessed; "Did I mention how that was the best thing I've ever seen? And I saw Madame Butterfly at the ENO."
<<...Io senza dar risposta me ne star" nascosta un po' per celia e un po' per non morire al primo ncontro; ed egli alquanto in pena chiamerà, chiamerà.>>
Ronan found himself wondering how the voice knew the words so well. He could have been listening to a recording and frankly, Herman went on a bit.
"Well, I think your mad," Samir said supportively.
"Don't discourage him," Mateo hissed.
"I'm not discouraging him," Samir defended himself.
Mateo and Samir descended into a minor squabble and Noah tool the opportunity to talk to Toby.
"Toby, can I talk to you about something?" Noah said and then tugged his sleeve.
The others took the hint that it was not something for general conversation and stayed away. Besides, Mateo and Samir were still arguing amicably.
"What's the deal?" Noah asked quietly.
"Deal?" Toby asked innocently but he was supressing a playful smile that Noah rather liked.
"I've wanted to get you alone so we could talk but I kept chickening out because I was worried I'd ruin it," Noah said.
"Ruin what?" Toby asked.
"There's something different about you since you came back from Jerusalem and the Western Wall. It's good. You seem... content," Noah said after searching for the right word.
"I feel good about myself, Noah," Toby said; "Thank you for noticing and for not rushing into questioning me."
"Still too soon?" Noah asked.
"Too busy," Toby replied and as if on cue, the crowd moved towards the assembly hall.
Toby had been away for most of the summer holidays and since coming back, there hadn't been a time when it was just the two of them. Now was not a good time for Noah to have chosen because the Sixth Form and Years 10 and 11 were now filing into the assembly hall. Noah gave Toby a long look – Toby looked older suddenly. He looked wise and happy and that was enough to know for now.
"I just wanted you to know I'd noticed. I'm interested and I'm happy for you," Noah said.
"I know. Thanks. We'll talk later," Toby promised as the boys were encouraged towards the assembly hall. "Come on. Let's go."
Inside the assembly hall, Noah tried his best to ignore the attention of nearly 400 boys. He found a seat and when Mr Bassett, the Head Teacher, came forward, the noise reluctantly settled.
"We have a few housekeeping details to get through but I want to start by welcoming everyone back. I hope you all enjoyed the summer holidays," Mr Basset commenced. "First of all, Mr Cooke will be taking over from Mr Disparu as the Deputy Head Teacher. Mr Cooke will continue to participate in the Drama department..."
No longer just the Assistant Deputy Head, Mr Cooke was even better positioned to make mischief. Mr Bassett continued by discussing some further staffing changes, a few timetable changes and mentioned the success of the schoolboys from Europeans Visiting Abroad but thankfully did not mention Noah's participation.
"I will now hand over to Mr Cooke for the final piece of business," Mr Bassett said.
Since Noah's nudism hadn't been mentioned yet, he guessed this was it. Mr Bassett had been very uncomfortable even discussing Noah's nudism so it was no surprise he passed the buck to his new Deputy Head Teacher.
"I'm sure there will be rumours flying around about what happened just before assembly but let's try to be mature. Last year it was brought to our attention that we were not supporting the lifestyle choices of a pupil at this school," Mr Cooke explained with something approximating concern. "This school and those responsible at every level of its organisation try to be progressive and cognisant of contemporary issues. We try to facilitate support for all life choices but we can do better."
Mr Cooke paused and looked around at the bewildered but polite faces of the teenagers who filled the large room.
"Noah McNelis, why don't you come up here," Mr Cooke said.
Heads turned to look at him and Noah blushed but stood up and made his way towards the stage at the front of the hall. Mr Bassett had cast a brief look at Mr Cooke – glad he wasn't dealing with it but unsure his Deputy should have called Noah forward.
Once Noah was on the stage, beside Mr Cooke, the Deputy Head Teacher continued.
"Noah is a nudist," Mr Cooke said.
There was a buzz of excitement and giggles and sniggers and Noah was glad he attended such an affluent school where he hoped people would be more mature about things. Mr Cooke waited for the buzz settled.
"Nudism is a lifestyle choice; it is not some kind of deviant sexual pastime," Mr Cooke continued – deliberately making it sound smutty by talking about how it was not smutty. "It is simply a person who is confident and honest and feels free when unclothed. It is a person who appreciates their body in its beauty and nature regardless of colour or gender, shape or size."
Mr Cook paused to allow the volume to fall again; the comments, speculation and excitement in the room were like a tide coming in and going out again with frequency.
"A case has been made by Noah and his family and all decision-making parties involved in the running of the school agree. We will not impede his choices or opportunities and will therefore allow Noah to practice his nudity at school on an indefinite trial basis... effective immediately," Mr Cooke spoke levelly but Noah knew the man was excited to have outed Noah as a nudist.
Noah, and indeed Mr Cooke, had expected the volume to explode again but there was instead a stunned silence. Noah could not believe that he would soon go to the changing rooms to undress and shortly thereafter attend every class of the day totally starkers.
"Well, Noah. You can take off all your clothes... right now," Mr Cooke said.
The stunned silence got even quieter.
No-one had expected to actually watch Noah get undressed.
Not Noah.
Not Noah's friends.
Not the schoolboys filling the hall.
Not even Mr Bassett, the Head Teacher.
Mr Bassett did not interject – he had deferred to Mr Cooke and could hardly step in now to say it was improprieties when they had just said how much they supported Noah. Mr Cooke was delighted with himself – manoeuvring Noah not only into being a nudist at school but actually stripping on stage!
The first assembly of the year was always the busiest and the room was packed full – four hundred odd boys from Year 10 to Year 13 were watching. Mr Cooke nearly laughed at the expectation of Noah to strip totally naked while his peers actually watched.
"It's ok, Noah. Go ahead..."
Noah had never been so nervous. It wasn't as if he'd never stripped before or even been seen naked in front of a large group or audience. But this audience was his peers – boys he sat in class with and saw in the cafeteria at lunchtime. Noah had accepted he was going to be naked in front of them but now boys aged fourteen to seventeen or eighteen were going to watch him undress.
In all Noah's years at the school - playing sports or getting undressed in the changing room - he had never had so much attention on his undressing. In the changing room he had been noticed and occasionally ridiculed but this was going way beyond that.
After the assembly and once the school day started in full, he would also be seen by Years 7-9. The teachers too were going to see Noah totally exposed. Literally everyone in the school was going to see Noah naked but these boys – they were going to watch it happen.
Noah started by taking off his blazer which Mr Cooke held out a hand for. Noah handed it to him and when the man smiled expectantly, Noah realised he was going to have to thank the man for holding his clothes.
"Thank you," Noah said.
Noah had just thanked the man who was getting him to strip in front of his peers. Noah pulled his feet out of his trainers and stood barefoot – he hadn't put his socks back on after the first time Mr Cooke had tricked him.
Next, Noah pulled the knot of his tie and tugged it free from the collar again, handing it to Mr Cooke. Noah unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his skinny, tanned and hairless body. The assembly hall remained surprisingly quiet – stunned that this was actually happening. Whether they were sexually interested in boys or not, watching a sixteen-year-old boys strip naked on stage was mesmerising. Noah slipped his shirt off, fulling revealing his chest and tummy and his bare arms.
Noah gave the shirt to Mr Cooke, offering a peek at his hairless armpits to the boys closest to the stage. Noah then unfastened his black trousers again and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them and handing the to Mr Cooke.
Four hundred boys had just watched Noah undress to the smallest pair of black briefs that the sixteen-year-old owned. There was a little lump in the front of his briefs where his penis unimpressively pressed. His balls were more impressive – creating a big fat lump in the seat of the underwear.
There was a murmur of excitement now! To the boys disbelief, Noah had just undressed to his sexy little briefs. Noah was petite, cute and as far as everyone could see, he was hairless too. He had satin smooth legs and feet and a chest free of any follicles or fuzz. Noah's baby face also had no stubble or whiskers.
"Go on, Noah," Mr Cooke prompted. "Give me your underpants."
There were sniggers at the choice of words that the boys in the assembly hall had assumed were accidentally humiliating. Noah knew better – Mr Cooke had enjoyed using that word to embarrass him.
Why was it so hard to take the final step? Noah wasn't ashamed of his body - one couldn't indulge in nudism and exhibitionism if one were. However, undressing in front of everyone at school, brought so much attention on himself and made Noah feel self-conscious in a way he was not used to.
Noah had grown three inches taller in the last year; he was five foot ten inches tall (1.77 metres) – so no longer short but still distinctly average for a sixteen-year-old. There were boys two years younger than him (themselves taller than average for their ages) who were taller than Noah. If anything, the growth spurt accentuated the other ways in which Noah hadn't developed.
Noah was cute and exercise had helped tone his muscles but growing taller had stretched him and kept his toning body looking skinny. He was thin but not anorexic and his skin was fair without being pale.
Noah hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs. There were boys who clearly did not believe Noah was about to do this. To reveal all to everyone? Noah pushed his undies down, passed his lean and smooth thighs and they tumbled down his silky legs to his ankles.
Last time, walking into the school corridor, Noah had covered his genitals with his hands. This time, he kept his hands at his side so everyone could see his genitals. Mouths hung open and whispers passed but Noah could not hear what was being said.
Mr Cooke had been watching the schoolboy strip and the final reveal was beautiful – looking at the profile of the limp teenage dick and his perfectly curved little bum. The man was rock hard just looking at the exposed boy who was naked in front of all his peers. It was like a dream come true. Mr Cooke had fantasised about an entire class of sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boys being naked but the reality was more exciting than any fantasy.
Noah assumed the murmuring commentary had moved from stripping and nudity to judgement about the fact his penis was less than three inches long. Noah wasn't even ashamed of his perceived shortcomings – his flaccid penis was only a few inches long but it grew! It got big! However, the boys wouldn't see him erect, they'd only see him flaccid – Noah was a nudist and he wasn't doing this for sexual arousal. Noah wasn't used to really thinking about how he might be judged because he didn't usually care but standing on the school stage had temporarily changed Noah's insight.
Noah had always known he would be judged for the most obvious thing missing on his sixteen-year-old body – he was completely hairless. His normally scant, soft and downy pubes were gone from his genitals and underarms.
Noah stepped one foot out of the briefs and as he stepped out with the other foot, he slid them back a little until the undies were just behind his bare feet. And so there it was:
Thursday the second of September 2021, 08:30AM – Noah was totally naked in school.
Noah was bare assed and barefoot and exposed in front of 400 boys aged fourteen to seventeen.
"Ok... Right..." Mr Bassett stumbled uncomfortably. "Perhaps we should..."
"Would you like me to remind the boys about the school's policy about photography and bullying?" Mr Cooke asked.
"Oh, yes... good point..." Mr Bassett said.
He was clearly on the verge of saying something else and Mr Cooke guessed what it was – to excuse Noah from the stage. Mr Cook jumped in ahead of him to prolong Noah's exposure before his peers.
"Noah, why don't you hand me your briefs and then I can continue to discuss our expectations about behaviour towards you," Mr Cooke said reasonably.
It sounded reasonable but Noah knew the man was just delaying Noah's exit. As if an entire school year being nude wouldn't be a long enough experience enough? Noah decided to play the game which was a sign that he was getting back to his old self.
Noah's bare feet made quiet patting noises as he turned around so every boy in the room could see his naked ass. Noah's smooth, bareback and petite gay ass was the dream for every boy who liked boys (and a few men too). Noah's legs were slightly parted so when he bent over for the briefs, his ass stuck out towards the 400 boys; Noah's hairless balls visibly dangled between his equally hairless thighs until Noah grabbed the briefs and picked them up.
Noah handed the briefs to Mr Cooke – they were still warm and a faint but boyish perfume emanated from them. Mr Cooke wanted more than anything to put them to his nose and sniff them deeply but he resisted. Sniffing the underpants of a naked sixteen-year-old boy in full view of half the student body was simply not feasible.
Noah faced the crowd again and Mr Cooke cleared his throat. He was glad he was standing behind a lectern because he was fucking hard and he had a thick, eight-and-a-half-inch cock that was outlined on the front of his trousers.
"When Noah asked to come to school like this..." Mr Cooke began with a lie.
Noah had never asked for this. He never would have, no matter how much he loved both nudism and exhibitionism. Making it sound like Noah had campaigned for this moment made a lot of boys in the room smile and snigger.
"...We had to think about his safety. So, I will remind you all that bullying is unacceptable and I will be watching very closely," Mr Cooke said.
Noah knew Mr Cooke would be watching him closely but not for that reason.
"I would also like to remind you that non-consensual photography is a crime," Mr Cooke said and for the first time he sounded serious to Noah's ears. Mr Cooke's voice had taken on a very hard edge. "No photography of any kind will be permitted without permission."
Mr Cooke left the message to sink in and Noah was glad the student body had been warned because he knew there would have been attempts at sneaky pictures afterwards. He felt sure that somewhere online there would still be illicit images of him – TEEN BOY NAKED AT SCHOOL!
"If anyone is caught putting pictures of this nudist sixteen-year-old schoolboy online, there will be serious consequences," Mr Cooke added – subtly making it all sound smutty again.
Noah looked for the reassuring faces of his friends but met other faces – Dural and Jasper, Jonas, Joon-ho, Marcel and Eko. Familiars and veritable strangers all looking at him.
"Finally, I'm sure we can count on all of you to support Noah. He is very brave," Mr Cooke said patronisingly.
There was a smattering of uncertain but well-meaning applause for Noah but it almost sounded sarcastic because spread beyond a few people so it sounded like about eight people clapping. Having unnecessarily naked on stage while the final announcement was made, Noah was finally allowed to leave. Noah put on his trainers – the only thing he'd be wearing for the rest of the school day – so he could store his clothes somewhere safe.
Mr Bassett took over the assembly again because Mr Cooke accompanied Noah. Mr Cooke had accompanied him because of course he had. The teacher checked out Noah's cute little ass as he walked to the changing room to lock his clothes away. They both knew the bell would ring at any moment so there was no dawdling.
There was no-one in the changing room when they entered. Mr Cooke was still in possession of all of Noah's clothes while Noah had carried his schoolbag. Noah hadn't covered his genitals as he walked the empty corridors between the assembly hall and the changing room and Noah asked himself if it that was because there was no-one to see him or because he was already at ease with being exposed.
Noah watched as Mr Cooke piled everything but the briefs into a locker. Then Mr Cook held the briefs to his nose and sniffed. He inhaled deeply, almost provocatively, as if expecting Noah to comment on the seediness of the behaviour. Noah was used to seedy behaviour and was unperturbed – he wished it was himself. Noah had barely worn the undies so his odour was faint but still enchanting as the man sniffed them.
Noah darted forward and grabbed the man between his legs. Mr Cooke looked surprised – well, his eyes were surprised, his nose and mouth were still covered by teenage briefs. Noah squeezed Mr Cooke's balls and then slid his hand over the soft cock that was still surprisingly thick considering it wasn't hard. Mr Cooke stepped away and put the briefs in his pocket, then he closed the locker and gave the key to Noah.
"That was incredible Noah. What you did on that stage... incredible," Mr Cooke complimented.
"I've been thinking about it all summer," Noah said.
Now that the time had come, Noah didn't know what to expect. There was no more time to talk however because the bell for the first class sounded.
"The Year ten boys have PE first thing so they've already seen you. Feel free to hang about and give them all close-ups though," Mr Cooke said.
"No thanks, sir. I should get to class," Noah replied.
Noah adjusted the schoolbag on his back and turned away. However, Mr Cooke reached between Noah's legs and grabbed the silky sack of sagging stones. Noah gasped and looked over his shoulder.
"I can't wait for the first time you pop a boner in the corridor or in class..." Mr Cooke said as he let go of Noah's goolies.
Mr Cooke went ahead of Noah and the teenager could see the man sniffing his hand as he left. Noah followed but left the corridor between the PE department and the admin area/ assembly hall a few seconds later. Noah nearly walked into a twenty-strong group of Year 10's – fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boys and every one of them looked down at Noah's stubby penis.
The teenagers laughed, giggled, sniggered or chuckled.
Noah didn't mind – his flaccid penis was small, who cares. Noah pushed through them to comments like:
"He's smoother than my brother and he's ten."
"What happened to your pubes?"
"You're cute."
"Wow. Look at his willy."
"Make it hard."
"I love no-uniform days."
"You're so brave."
"Look at his butt."
Noah could see his friends just ahead – they'd waited for him which was nice. Then a comment came – despite the warning in assembly – that caused Noah great concern. He had known it would come and it was probably inevitable eventually.
"Let's just take a picture," said a tall boy near the end.
He was taller than Noah, handsome, with a swimmers build and ocean blue eyes.
"Let's just not!" said a voice in response.
A hand had lashed out and completely obscured the camera of the boy's phone. The phone shutter sound announced that the boy had got a good shot of Dural's hand. Indeed, it wasn't just Dural who stepped forward.
The crowd of excited Year 10's had hung around to see Noah close up (who could blame them) but a crowd of Year 13's (Noah's year) had also waited. Dural, Jasper, Jonas, Matty, Samir, Toby, Ronan and (surprisingly) Mekonnen moved forward with serious expressions.
Blimey, it was like This Is Your Life.
"Don't do that again," Dural said pleasantly enough but his tone was unequivocal.
"O-Ok," the boy replied.
"Noah's our mate," Jasper addressed the crowd. "Make sure your friends know that if anything happens that Noah doesn't like... he's gonna tell us."
"You should all know the difference between right and wrong. I'm sure you can all guess what's ok or not ok," Dural picked up the talk. "You're really not going to like it if we have to warn you again."
There was no need for any stronger a warning than that.
The crowd dispersed – almost everyone was going to be late for class at this rate. Noah turned to Dural and Jasper first and thanked them. They had been there for Noah's first Explicit Mass Attendance Role Play and they had been friends ever since.
"Thanks guys," Noah said.
"We thought you could use some gallant defenders for the first day or two," Dural said.
"But we came instead," Jonas piped up and got a laugh or two.
Jonas was good friends with Dural and Jasper and Noah had been very intimate with Jonas on a few occasions.
"I wanted to help too," Mekonnen chimed in. "I think your mad but wow. Brave. Very brave."
Noah was thankful that a cool, popular and athletic kid like Mekonnen was on his side. They weren't friends and they barely knew each other despite being in the same school for years but school can be like that.
Dural, Jasper, Jonas and Mekonnen broke away and headed for class, leaving Noah with his friends.
Noah glanced at the nearby clock – they were late for class but not as much time had passed as Noah had expected.
"Noah?" said Matty who dropped to one knee in front of him; "Will you do the honour of becoming my husband?"
"No! Get up," Noah replied but he was laughing.
"But I love you!" Matty declared loudly.
They bumped shoulders together as they walked and Noah tried to relax.
"What was it like... stripping on stage?" Toby asked.
"That was fucked up by the way," Samir added. "There's something not right about Mr Cooke."
Noah didn't respond to Samir's observation.
"It was terrifying at first but I kinda liked it. Everyone was looking at me and you know how much I like attention," Noah confessed.
"We're about to walk into a classroom. The teacher will see you naked and then boys will see you... how do you feel about that?" Ronan asked.
<<What the fuck is this, Loose Women?>>
"Ok, I guess. I mean, there'll only be one first time I have to do that. Only one first time I walk down a packed corridor naked. Only one first time I go to lunch or the toilet naked..." Noah reasoned. "I'm hoping people will get bored of it unless something actually exciting happens."
Noah's friends nodded in partial agreement but they all thought the novelty would take a long time to wear off and covert glances would take a long time to stop. They got to their first class of the day – over five minutes late – and walked in as a group.
"And why are you boys so lat..." their teacher started to ask.
Then the man saw Noah. He was a man who was not in the habit of looking at naked sixteen-year-old boys so he averted his gaze. The staff had obviously been warned and most teachers and other adults in the building reacted the same way. A few tried to maintain polite eye-contact as if nudism were a perfectly normal thing in a school.
"...Never mind. Just sit down," he said.
"One first time you embarrass a teacher," Matty whispered.
"That'll never get old," Noah replied.
There was an extent to which Noah was right.
The novelty didn't wear off per se but Noah's perception extended only as far as he could see and hear – most comments were kept out of Noah's hearing and gazes were no more than Noah had expected.
Noah was sequestered in classrooms most of the day, his modesty protected by the desktops. Between classes, some boys avoided him like he was contagious and others avoided him because seeing a naked boy at school was weird and off putting.
Noah didn't feel threatened and no-one else tried to take pictures – Noah saw Dural and Jasper cultivating more alliances with the rest of the Upper Sixth so that by the end of the day over a dozen boys had told Noah they'd watch out for him.
It was a touching and gracious gesture. The truth was, Noah was treated like a nudist.
The teachers were hilarious. None of them could look at him and when Noah wanted to ask a question, he raised his hand and exposed his hairless pit to make them even more uncomfortable.
Noah walked with his friends between classes but he became aware of his new allies keeping a close eye.
That didn't mean they policed every question or comment. Noah was very much still subjected to giggles and pointing and jokes about his small penis but they didn't perturb him. Noah had been worried about pictures being taken, or intimidation but he felt perfectly safe.
Walking naked along the corridors took some getting used to but it was quite fun really. It was like an EMARP but the reality of the situation was more immersive than even the most realistic roleplaying.
There were questions at break time and lunch time during which Noah found himself explaining his nudity, what it meant and why he was doing it. The questions were generally sensible and condescension and criticism was minimal because no-one wanted to be accused of bulling the naked kid.
"No, it's not sexual."
"No, you don't need to shave all your hairs to be a nudist."
"It just means you're comfortable being naked."
"No, exhibitionism is when you get turned on being naked."
"I just like being hairless, I guess."
"Yes, it can be a bit embarrassing."
"My dad and brother see my naked at home. It's no big deal."
"Yes, sometimes I get a boner."
"Most boys take their shirts off at the beach so seeing nipples is no biggie."
"All boys have a penis and testicles and a bum. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"Yes, getting a stiffy when you're a nudist can be embarrassing."
After the highlight of being tricked into walking naked into the corridor and then the second highlight of stripping on the stage in front of half the school, there was one more majorly exposing event. Between classes, people passed by and moved on. In classes, everyone took their seats and Noah was partially obscured by his desk. Even at breaktime, the Loiter Lobby (a busy social space) had a lot of movement.
No, the highlight was lunchtime in the cafeteria.
Noah walked in to the buys room and silence fell.
The whole room of clothed boys looked to see him walk in and it was possibly worse than the assembly hall. There was a mix of all ages, he was already naked rather than gradually exposed and the normalcy of lunch emphasised how abnormal Noah's nudism was.
Noah waiting the queue for lunch with boys looking at his bum and genitals and when he was finally served it was by Klaus – a young German man in his twenties. He was one of the few adults who was able to meet Noah's eye.
"I am from Germany. We are friendly towards the nudity," he explained.
Being in such a large communal place was strange at first. The assembly hall had been vast but Noah felt removed from his peers because he had been on the stage. Now, in the thick of it, he felt more exposed.
The density of the room meant boys could look and laugh at him more openly without being obvious and Noah's nakedness was obviously the source of much hilarity. No matter how understanding or accepting people tried to be, it was still highly entertaining for there to be a naked boy in their midst.
After lunch, Noah and his friends headed to their next class. As the day wore on, the number of boys who were actively averted by Noah's nudity reduced. Fewer boys dodged him like he was carrying a plague. In a way, Noah's boyishness was treated as an innocent display.
More than that, it was obvious that a lot of boys liked looking not because it was funny or sexual or embarrassing but because seeing another boy's penis made them more secure about their own. Boys could see Noah's genitals in their natural state and were reassured about themselves.
Noah thought about EMARP for the second time and realised the Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing had skewed Noah's expectations.
In an EMARP, Noah would have been sucked, fucked and rimmed by now. Reality was almost disappointing. No-one wanted to be expelled for taking non-consensual nudes of a hairless teen nor did they want to be accused of harassing a nude boy.
Noah was treated with bewildered respect but unshielded curiosity.
After the last class of the day, Noah was nervous about returning to the changing room. What if Mr Cooke was there or all his clothes had been taken? Noah as glad the term started on Thursday so he only had to endure one more day before respite from the constant attention. Next week would be a full five days.
"We'll go with Noah to get his clothes back," said Matty supportively.
"We" meant Mateo and Ronan, who flanked Noah after the last class of the day. Plenty of boys seemed to by hanging about when normally the end of the first day back heralded a very swift exodus. It was faintly amusing – the boys were acting like it was their last chance to see Noah naked. He was going to be nude every day until the end of the school year – they could perv another time.
"Ok..." Samir replied and he looked suspiciously at Matty and then Noah and then Ronan.
"And how long will going with him take? Like six or seven inches... I mean, minutes?" Toby joked.
The gang laughed and it was fun that there was no secret about Noah earning Matty and Ronan's sexual attention. On the other hand, were they really that predictable? Noah leaped forward and hugged Toby.
"Two hugs in one day? Is one of us dying?" Toby asked.
"No," Noah replied.
Noah planted quick lips on Toby's forehead and bounded away. Noah didn't know what had fixed Toby's mood but he was happy about it – his friend seemed comfortable and relaxed enough to make sex jokes. It was nice.
Toby and Samir loitered near the main entrance while Mateo and Ronan accompanied Noah. As soon as they entered the changing room, Noah turned to look at them.
"Ok, what do you want?" Noah asked them both.
Mateo took slow steps forward, put his hands on Noah's hips and then leaned in and kissed his lips.
"You are absolutely fucking amazing," Mateo told him. "Mental. Mad as a hatter. But still amazing and I love you," Mateo said.
"I just think your nice," Ronan said.
Matty attempted to glower at Ronan but couldn't and ended up cracking a smile.
<>
Ronan listened to the voice - as used as he got to it; Herman had occasional insights that Ronan found unsettling. Was it being insightful now or just messing with him? Ronan's therapy sessions had been teaching him how to cope with the voice and how to reduce triggers. It was impossible to actually make Herman go away but Ronan found himself less agitated, stressed and depressed by the voice. He had told his parents about Herman – he'd need to tell his friends soon.
"As for what we want. We thought we could make you happy," Mateo said.
Noah had hoped Mateo and Ronan might appreciate anal in the school showers or some nice mutual masturbation. The fact that they were offering to make him happy was very promising.
"What do you..." Noah started to ask.
He never got the finish his sentence because Matty started kissing him while Ronan dropped to his knees. Ronan worked his head between Mateo and Noah and started kissing Noah's thighs and groin. Matty pressed his crotch into the back of Ronan's head which soon pushed Ronan's face into Noah's groin. Noah felt Ronan's nose nuzzling his balls and then a tongue licking his balls.
Kissing sounds intensified as Mateo and Noah began to exchange tongues. Noah let out a contented moan – he liked kissing and he liked blowjobs. Noah's hard cock was oozing precum onto Ronan's cheek as Ronan rubbed his face over it while kissing Noah's balls and pubic area.
Noah had not gotten hard all day – no matter how many boys looked (and literally every boy in the school looked), Noah remained resolutely flaccid. Now that he was hard, Noah's cock ached. It filled and spread and leaked; then his cock pulsed with pleasure and the foreskin pulled back to let milk weep from the slot.
Mateo's groin finally moved back from Ronan's head, giving him enough room to pull his face back by seven inches and take Noah's cock in his mouth. Ronan sucked the head, eating and drinking all the sloppy precum from the source, and then worked on sucking the whole rod into his mouth.
Mateo dropped to his knees too but behind Noah. Noah felt his cheeks parted and then Matty's tongue lapping over the hairless hole. Noah let out an ecstatic moan and he couldn't help but thrust a little into Ronan's face.
<<Yea! Get that cock in there!>>
Ronan found himself getting face-fucked by seven inches of boy cock and it was marvellous. Ronan's hand stroked Noah's legs and then his hairless balls. Matty meanwhile was licking and kissing Noah's hole and his buttocks.
Ronan and Matty had loved seeing Noah naked all day and giving him a happy ending seemed like just reward for the stress he must have endured. Even Noah, full of body confidence and no shame must have felt daunted by the level of his exposure.
Noah put his hands on Ronan's head and played with his hair, enjoying the short, curly, black locks. Being naked all day hadn't been about sex but Noah was able to appreciate the sexual potential. He daydreamed about it now while his friends sucked his cock and kissed his ass.
Mateo pulled his face from Noah's hole and fingered it instead. His mouth bit one of Noah's cheeks and then he kissed the salty skin of Noah's sacrum. Noah felt a combination of tongue and fingers excite his sphincter as Matty played around at the back. Ronan meanwhile, with his hoover like mouth, had taken Noah to the edge of orgasm.
"I'm going to cum in a sec," Noah announced.
Matty scooted around on his knees and together he and Ronan kissed opposite sides of Noah's shaft. The boys on their knees looked like they were trying to kiss each other but with Noah's erection between them. They worked up and down the fuck tool but paid particular attention to the head. Kisses and licks took Noah to the very edge.
"One of you better fill your mouths and then kiss me," Noah said.
Ronan swooped in to gobble Noah's cock in time to have his mouth filled with sperm. It lasted several seconds as the jizz pumped and balls unloaded massively. When he was done cumming, Ronan stood up, not swallowing the slurry in his mouth, and then kissed Noah.
Noah tasted himself on Ronan's lips and then when their mouths opened, sweet release passed between them. They each swallowed after that and Noah felt perfectly content.
"Thank you... both of you..." Noah said.
<<Isn't he forgetting someone?>>
Mateo and Ronan enjoyed watching Noah get dressed even though it meant the end of the first day of nude term. It was almost funny to see Noah clothed again except they both noticed he didn't put any underwear on so Noah was free balling his way home.
Noah had forgotten Mr Cooke had taken the underpants this morning which felt like forever ago. Noah had fantasised about being naked at school but the reality was quite different. He was grateful for his friends and peers stepping in as protectors but he also noted the qualifying language:
"...if anything happens that Noah doesn't like..."
Dural and Jasper had left themselves and others room to have fun with Noah. For a day that had included him stripping in front of half the student body, Noah couldn't begin to imagine what the boys might come up with but he was looking forward to finding out.
Samir and Toby had waited patiently and when Noah got back Samir rolled his eyes at Matty. They had always been close but the asexual boy was sometimes exasperated by his horny friend.
"We won't make the obvious joke about not recognising you with your clothes on," Toby said and in so saying, made the obvious joke.
Together Noah, Mateo, Ronan, Samir and Toby they set off home. They usually wandered about for a bit and then went their separate ways.
"Noah," Toby said almost in a whisper.
The others weren't paying attention because Ronan and Samir were winding Matty up about whether fruit flavoured chocolates counted as one of your five a day.
"What's up?" Noah asked.
"I've been thinking about this for a while and I just want to tell you," Toby said. "The reason why I feel different... Why I'm acting different since I came home is because I met someone."
"As in... met someone?" Noah repeated the words but loaded with meaning.
"I have a boyfriend," Toby confessed.
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Complete series: School Exhibitionism, The Symposium, The Embarrassment of Riches, Do As You're Told and A Series of Embarrassing Events.
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Short stories: Aiden's Accidental Autoerotic Assignment, Jogging Joe's Jaunty Journey and Peter's Past Posing Pictures