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 Nine: Two Heads Are Better Than One
FRIDAY 17TH SEPTEMBER 2021
"Noah, can I see you in the corridor for a minute?" asked Mr Cooke.
Noah was sitting in his registration class and the bell was about to ring for his first lesson of the day so he took his schoolbag with him when he stood up. Noah liked wearing the schoolbag between lessons because it hid most of his back and the straps were loose so it covered his sacrum and the top of his buttocks; also, the straps covered twin strips of his chest, hiding his nipples from view.
Once he stepped out of the classroom, Noah smiled and Mr Cooke smirked back – the halls were empty and no-one could see them so Mr Cooke risked examining Noah. He eyed the teenager from his bare ankles, his feet were sunk into comfy black trainers, to his hairless ball sac that sagged longer than his penis; Noah's flaccid penis was hidden inside a foreskin that was pinched closed and his belly button was the only other main feature because the boy's nipples were hidden by his schoolbag.
"Did you literally just want to see me in the corridor?" Noah challenged with a grin.
"I'd love to see you in my corridor," the man offered a double entendre.
"Me too," Noah agreed with the coded invitation.
"Come with me," Mr Cooke said.
Noah already had an idea of where he was going but he didn't want to ruin the pretence of surprise. He walked beside Mr Cooke who did not touch him or give Noah any more attention with his lingering eyes. Instead, Mr Cook led Noah through the Loiter Lobby where there were a few older boys there who smiled and nodded in Noah's direction.
The lads were also in the Upper Sixth with Noah but there were familiars rather than friends or even acquaintances. Noah could feel them watching his ass after he walked past them but he was so used to it that he hardly noticed. The attention was still there but most of it was accepting and almost complimentary rather than judgemental or scathing.
Noah had become complacent and too comfortable being naked around the school and it was only the end of the second full week of term. Noah liked that his nudism was almost normalised but when boys looked and laughed, he felt a familiar thrill. Comments were few and far between but when Noah heard muttering he imagined it was about his small penis. It seemed Noah had a level of immunity from attention being too extreme. His friends and allies had seen to that.
If anything, the protection had made things too safe and positively routine. Was it too much to ask that someone grab his ass or invites him into the disabled stall for a blow job? Noah was so busy thinking about how humdrum his school nudity was that he hardly even noticed when they reached the main reception of the school.
It was bright from all the glass doors facing the courtyard but the light seemed to dim as Noah saw what was coming towards him: the boys of Barons Edge Comprehensive. Mr Cooke had brought Noah to be exposed to the boys from a visiting school.
Five Dukes Boys School and Barons Edge Comprehensive were engaging in a joint Maths, Physics and Chemistry programme called the MPC exchange. They had pulled resources to get lectures and enhanced learning opportunities for all Upper Sixth boys studying the three subjects; the idea was that two heads, or rather two schools, were better than one. One day per month, the Comprehensive boys would visit Five Dukes and another day a month the Five Dukes boys would visit the Comprehensive.
Noah still didn't know what his uniform policy would be when visiting the other school but he hoped it involved actually wearing one. Apparently, he had no such luck today because a dozen strange boys from a rival school were about to see his dick!
"I thought you'd like to greet the boys from Barons Edge Comprehensive," Mr Cooke said.
"Did you?" Noah challenged softly.
"It wouldn't do for them to walk into the first class of the day and see you sitting behind a desk..." Mr Cooke started to say.
"Yes, because they wouldn't immediately see my penis and I know how much you want to expose me," Noah interrupted.
"True," Mr Cooke agreed. "You were going to have to explain it sometime, it might as well be now. Make it quick, like pulling out your first pube."
Noah chuckled but his smiling face vanished as the doors opened and the boys who did not know about the nudist schoolboy began to enter. Despite suspecting this was what Mr Cooke had planned – to humiliatingly exhibit Noah upon the boy's arrival – it was still daunting.
Before Noah could take in the reactions of the boys, Noah focussed on the people because he knew several of them from past adventures:
Kamal, Mike, Lee and Sol were friends of Dural and Jasper who attended Noah's school and had recruited Noah to participate in humiliating public adventures.
Ryan was his new neighbour, a boy who Noah was undecided about and didn't trust. Ryan already knew about Noah's home nudism and was clearly curious but what his sexuality actually was remained a mystery.
Glenn and Brandon were friends of Ryan's and seemed like nice boys. Noah trusted them more than Ryan and perhaps their faith in Ryan was a clue that his neighbour was ok after all.
And then there was Jonah Cooke – son of the Drama teacher and Deputy Head Teacher who was standing next to him. Jonah had met Noah when he had been a naked ambassador during the summer, then they'd had sex while Jonah's dad (Noah's teacher) was watching.
Shit! There was Toby's boyfriend too – Amos was almost hiding at the back and his eyes were so wide, it looked like he was going to faint. He grabbed the bulging bicep of a tall, stony-faced lad next to him who looked down on Amos, then to the hand on his arm and then he sighed and faced forward again. Amos let him go.
That was nine boys Noah knew from Barons Edge Comprehensive and another three he might have recognised from past football matches against their school. They were all staring at the naked sixteen-year-old.
"Good morning, boys. Mr name is Mr Cooke, Deputy Head Teacher," he said.
Near the front of the arrivals, lucky for Noah, was Kamal. Given Mike's penchant for exposing boys naked in public, he was rendered mute in seeing Noah like this. Kamal didn't speak either, in fact he merely pointed mutely at Noah.
"Yes, this is Noah and he is a nudist," Mr Cooke said.
"A fucking nudist at school?" asked one incredulous teen at the back.
"That is fucked up," said another.
"See Amos, that's what a boy looks like," said a lad near the back of the small crowd who put a heavy hand on Amos's shoulder.
The comment sounded rude and sneering. Amos cringed and rolled his eyes, shrugging the hand away.
"I think we've all learned to be a bit more accepting, haven't we?" suggest Lee pointedly.
There seemed to be hidden meaning relevant to the group and the lad who had put his hand on Amo's shoulder dropped it while the others avoided looking at Amos at all. Lee was right though - they were accepting – it was just a shock. Mr Cooke caught his son's attention with a look and Jonas obliged in piling on some commentary.
"We didn't mean to be negative, Noah. You look really nice," Jonas said benignly. "It was just a surprise to see a naked boy with shaved pubes."
Kamal, Mike, Lee and Sol were clearly conflicted because they liked what they saw. However, Noah's exposure at school was beyond all of Mike's imaginings. They were friends (or at least friends of friends) and wanted to defend Noah yet teasing him was too tempting.
"I'm glad you thought I shaved them off instead of asking if I'd even started growing them yet," Noah replied and the Comprehensive schoolboys laughed.
"Do you have your dick out all the time then?" Ryan asked bluntly.
There was a meanness to Ryan's voice – a tactlessness that Noah didn't like. Yet many other boys had made similar comments and Noah hadn't minded them. Reluctantly, Noah was forced to wonder if it wasn't Ryan's fault – maybe Noah had decided he just didn't like his neighbour?
"Yes, I'm a nudist so I'm naked all day," Noah replied.
"Forget Maths, Physics and Chemistry, you should be in the Biology class," Ryan said.
His comments gained a few chuckles and Noah reminded himself that similar comments had been made by boys at Five Dukes over the last few weeks. Ryan's comments were unoriginal but not out of the ordinary.
"Wow, Noah... I mean..." Mike tried to find his words
Considering Mike's biggest fantasy was stripping a boy naked on a public street, seeing Noah bare naked in school was like a dream come true. Mike had to remind himself his boyfriend, Kamal, was right next to him.
"You're very beautiful, Noah," Kamal supplied; "Do we have a classroom to go to?"
Kamal finally moved things along and there was sense of relief from some of them.
"Well before you go," Mr Cooke said; "Jonah, would you introduce everyone?"
Noah knew this prompt was nothing but a ploy to keep Noah exposed at the school entrance. Introductions could easily have been made in the comfort and safely of a classroom.
"Yes, dad," Jonah said.
Most of the boys knew Jonah's dad was a teacher and some went to Mr Cooke's Drama Club so no-one seemed very surprised that the Five Dukes Deputy Head was Jonah's dad.
"Call me Mr Cooke or sir," the teacher said.
Noah's eyes shifted to the man and he remembered spending an afternoon with the father and son. Noah had fucked Jonah while has dad had watched. Noah had seen the man naked and his eight-and-a-half-inch cock too – the biggest fuck tool Noah had ever seen.
Mr Cooke liked to watch – his son masturbating, his teenage student stripping or his son and that student getting horny together. There was something about Mr Cooke telling Jonah to him sir that appealed to Noah.
"Sorry, sir. Noah, this is..." Jonah started to say.
"We've met," said Sol; "Kamal, Mike, Lee and I are friends of Noah's schoolmates."
"And I'm his neighbour," Ryan admitted; "But I never thought I'd see you with your dick out at school."
Ryan leaned on the words "at school," and Noah hoped no-one else picked up on it. Though, given his nudity at school, it wouldn't take a genius to figure out that Noah was probably a nudist at home too. However, Noah didn't want to become a tourist attraction so there was no need to advertise it.
"Right..." Jonah said before anyone else interrupted him; "Well, Glenn and Brandon, Bran, are Ryan's friends."
"Somebody has to do it," said Glenn and earned himself a short laugh.
"That's Vinny and that's Eric," Jonah said of two boys near the back – one of them had made the rude remark to Amos. "Then there's Amos and that's Kevin."
Amos, Noah knew – he was Toby's boyfriend. Kevin, unceremoniously lumped on at the end, was the handsome but grumpy looking lad with the build of a boxer and short hair that made him look mean. He didn't look seventeen – he looked at least nineteen.
"The bell will ring any minute, we should get to class," Noah said.
"What happens if your still in the corridor between classes? Does everyone stare at you?" Ryan asked in a leering tone.
"Sometimes," Noah agreed and started to lead the way.
"Do you like people staring at you? Is that why you walk around naked? Do you like it when they brush up against you?" Ryan pressed with a fake laugh.
Noah's recent experiences with Ryan told him that people generally didn't know Ryan was gay so he was trying to cover his obvious interest in Noah. Was it obvious or did Noah just assume everyone was interested? Whatever the case, Noah was irked by Ryan's question so he spun around to face his neighbour.
"Don't you wear clothes that make you look good?" Noah asked rhetorically and moved on with hardly a breath. "When you look good, is it ok for people to leer at you? To make crude comments? Would it be ok for them to touch you just because you're attractive?"
"Well... I mean..." Ryan stumbled, stunned by Noah's fight back.
"Attention can be flattering, I admit it. But only idiots and fools pretend not to know where the line is. If you think `accidentally' brushing up against someone is be acceptable, maybe you should learn something about respect and consent," Noah remarked.
Noah was a nudist. His nakedness at school was not exhibitionism nor was it an EMARP which was why he was so keen and prompt to defend it. The small lecture caused an uncomfortable silence in the group that continued until they reached the classroom. They arrived at the first class of the day, with the newcomers thoroughly informed about what was and was not acceptable. Noah had never thought about the attention he got as being like male gaze – perhaps because he liked the attention.
What was it about Ryan that ticked Noah off so much?
When the school bell rang, the registration class inside filed out and Noah noted the glances and longer stares his nudity attracted. He'd always been aware of it but Noah had gotten used to it. Ryan's lewdness had called Noah's attention back to the generally flattering effect of the looks he got but there was something intimidating about his exposure too – he was vulnerable.
That was what bothered Noah about Ryan – Ryan was his neighbour from a rival school and an unknown element. Ryan wasn't out yet it seemed obvious he was attracted to boys. Ryan's motives were unclear and Noah didn't trust him yet he was sheepish after the admonishment and Noah wondered if he was misjudging the boy.
Noah's nudism was supposed to be fun and he was determined to enjoy it. Noah had grown used to being a schoolboy nudist so the addition of visitors to intermittently shake things up felt like a nice opportunity for misadventure.
The morning classes proceeded smoothly and Noah spent most of his time with his friends. There was a certain gulf between the two schools despite the shared affluence and interest in science. The exception being Dural and Jasper who mixed between the cliques of lads form Five Dukes Boys School and lads from Barons Edge Comprehensive.
Noah noticed Ryan looking over at him but he was very subtle about it. No-one else seemed to notice Ryan's interest either because they were being less subtle in their interest or because they were paying attention to the lecture on Cartesian equations.
During the morning interval Noah noticed that the closeness he had observed between Toby and Amos was subtle to the point of being subdued – in fairness, there were a lot of people around and Toby wasn't out like Noah was. Noah understood that Toby and Amos weren't ready to be an out and proud couple but Noah also found it hard to see them acting like just friends.
"Toby told me you were a nudist Noah but I didn't expect to see you," Amos said as they headed to find a place to sit and eat a snack.
"Well, you can see all of me now," Noah said self-effacingly.
"Yea... yea..." Amos said distractedly.
"Noah really does spend a lot of time naked," Mateo said and for once didn't make a single joke or salacious comment. "He just likes it. You get used to him."
"We all appreciate that it's important to accept people for who they are," Toby said.
"That's true," Noah said. "For example, I'm a nudist and gay. Matty is bisexual but likes guys more for now..."
"I'm an ace but still figuring our if I'm aromantic or demisexual. I'm not sure," Samir admitted.
"And I'm gay too," Ronan said.
<<You just didn't want to be left out.>>
Plucking up his courage, Ronan decided to say more before the voice in his head could bully him out of it. Ronan had been encouraged by Doctor Bashir (his Psychiatrist) to tell his friends about his Schizophrenia. Cognitive Behavioural Therapy involved strategies that helped one to deal with complex issues. At Doctor Bashir's suggestion, Ronan had informed the school and they were already offering to facilitate adaptions to homework, coursework and exams.
"Actually, there's something else I've been meaning to tell you all. I'm..." Ronan started to say.
"I'm trans," Amos interjected.
<<Wait! What?>>
"I'm sorry?" said Noah.
It was fair to say the whole group was stunned – except for Toby of course.
"I'd rather not get into deep questions about right now because deep questions are really personal and invasive but I wanted you to know," Amos said succinctly.
"Trans as in... eh..." Matty, entirely unlike himself, struggled to find words.
"As in I'm a boy. But I'm a trans boy. Just like you're a boy, but you're a bisexual boy," Amos explained.
<<Quick! Ronan! Say something not awkward!>>
"Ok, cool," Ronan said.
<<That was very competent, good work.>>
"Noah's a nudist gay boy," Samir said thoughtfully. "I've never really thought about how clumsy it is to add all those qualifiers to the kind of person we are."
<<Don't think I didn't notice you trying to tell them about me. Again!>>
"Is it ok that I don't fancy you?" Matty asked awkwardly.
"Did you fancy me before I told you I was trans?" Amos asked.
"No," Matty admitted.
"Then yea, totally ok. You don't fancy literally every boy you see, do you?" Amos added.
"No," Matty agreed.
"Being accepting doesn't mean you obliged to date or fancy a trans person. Just don't be a dick about it," Toby suggested.
"I'll do my best but no promises," Mateo replied with a smile.
Toby and Amos smiled appreciatively at the jest.
"The boys from your school know, don't they?" Noah asked.
"Yea. Most people are ok about it but occasionally they can be insensitive or thoughtless," Amos reported. "I wanted to tell you in case the gossip told you first."
<<No-one even noticed you were talking, Ronan. They don't want to know about me and I don't want you to tell them. It's a perfectly self-enforcing paradigm.>>
"Sorry, I just realised I interrupted Ronan," Amos said with a genuine sense of guilt.
<<Fuck! Someone noticed. He is not the droid you're looking for!>>
"Who is that?" Matty asked, leaning across everyone to indicate who had caught his eye.
Mateo hadn't intended to intrude on Amos's effort to refocus on Ronan, but he did. Matty was looking at the sullen, bulky boy who Noah had noticed when the Comprehensive boys first arrived. Amos followed Mateo's line of sight and his expression was mixed.
"That's Kevin. He's ok," Amos said uncertainly.
"He's gorgeous," Mateo said gushingly.
"Really? The guy who looks like he should be on army recruitment posters?" Noah asked.
It was a judgmental thing to say, Noah realised. He also reflected that he was being unfairly critical of Matty's excited interest in a new boy. Kevin was good looking, but he also seemed distant and unapproachable.
"Kevin keeps to himself. He doesn't really like talking to people. Maybe because he..." Amos stopped himself saying anything more. "I don't want to gossip. Kevin's alright really."
When the bell rang for the next battery of lessons, the team started walking towards class.
"Were you going to tell me?" Noah asked as he slid next to Toby.
The two friends had worked their way to the back of the group – Toby knew Noah would want to talk and Noah was just egocentric enough to think it was serendipity that he had a moment alone with his friend.
"About Amos? Yes, I was going to tell you," Toby said quietly.
"I understand why you didn't. The whole boyfriend thing is new and exciting and we'd only just met him..." Noah acknowledged.
"I didn't know if he was ready to tell you," Toby said.
"I'm glad he felt he could tell us. He's a nice boy and I'm glad he makes you happy, Toby," Noah confessed.
"I love you, Noah," Toby said.
"Ditto," Noah replied.
They walked into the next classroom and as Kevin, Mateo's new crush, passed by, Matty spoke up.
"Hi," Mateo said.
Kevin looked at Matty like he was the first person who had ever spoken to him.
"Hi," Kevin replied.
"You can sit with us if you like," Mateo suggested.
"Oh... No thank you," Kevin replied concisely.
"The answer is obvious, right?" Mateo said a few hours later as they headed to lunch.
"Give up?" Samir suggested.
<<Lol. Have you met Matty?>>
"No! Osculated sway!" Mateo said as if it were obvious.
"The answer to Kevin turning you down is to use super powered suggestibility?" Ronan asked.
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"Exactly," Mateo agreed.
"And it doesn't bother you that osculated sway is fictional?" Samir pointed out.
"Why are you taking this away from me?" Mateo asked.
"Mateo, Kevin is kind of antisocial and he's had a bit of a temper in the past," Amos said reluctantly.
Amos didn't like talking about people behind their backs – he knew what that was like – but it was only fair to warn Mateo who had a major crush developing.
"Maybe that's because he's by himself. Maybe he's shy. Maybe he's like a frog waiting for a prince?" Matty suggested.
<<Prince Ali, fabulous he, Ali Ababwa.>>
"I could be that prince!" Mateo then shouted louder than was socially acceptable.
<<Show some respect boy, genuflect, down on one knee. You know what to do on your knees, right Ronan?>>
"Please stop it," Noah pleaded as people looked over at them.
Ronan thought he had done something strange again – space out or talked to himself – but when his attention snapped away from Herman singing Prince Ali to what was going on in reality, he saw Mateo now had his arms wrapped around himself as he simulated snogging Kevin.
The gang laughed endearingly at Mateo and headed towards the cafeteria.
"Isn't it weird going to lunch with no clothes on?" Amos asked Noah.
Noah shrugged because he was used to being naked at home and he had grown used to being naked at school. He knew he was viewed as extremely strange but Noah didn't mind that. The warnings against photography and bullying had worked and if anything, his nudity was a repellent. People often kept their distance as if his nudism might be caught like the cold or too close a proximity might be misinterpreted.
"People stare a bit but I think most of the boys are either embarrassed for me or scared to be seen being too interested," Noah observed.
"Not me, I'm very interested," Mateo said – patting Noah's bum.
"What about Kevin?" Noah asked.
"I'm multitasking," Mateo replied.
"Ok. Well, I need to go pee," Noah said.
"You want a chicken salad?" Toby asked – offering to spare Noah waiting in line.
"Yes please," Noah answered.
"You want special sauce on it?" Matty asked with a giggle.
"You're disgusting," Noah replied jokingly.
Noah went to the toilet and stood at the urinal to pee, shaking his penis to dislodge the excess before heading to wash his hands. Ryan walked in, checked he was unobserved, and then checked Noah out. Noah was used to it and ignored the eyes.
"I can't believe your naked in school, Noah," Ryan commented.
"It's not a big deal," Noah said nonchalantly.
"Seriously? You walk around all day with what..." Ryan attempted to estimate the school population. "Seven hundred boys seeing your skinny, hairless body, your bare ass and your squat, limp, little dick but it's not a big deal?"
"You forgot my big, saggy balls," Noah reminded him – challenging but a little bit flirtatious.
Despite his reservations about Ryan, Noah still recognised that Ryan was a good-looking boy. In his school uniform, Ryan looked very fuckable. He chuckled at Noah's retort and blushed until his red cheeks complimented his ginger hair.
"How do you stand it. I know no-one can take pictures, but they'll never forget you, will they? Have you ever gotten hard in class or between lessons?" Ryan asked excitedly.
"No," Noah replied – mercifully he had not boned up in front of his peers.
"That would be hot. Imagine you with a nice stiffy and everyone seeing it..." Ryan said and left the sentence hanging.
Was he mocking Noah, complimenting him, seducing him?
"I've seen you looking at me," Noah replied.
"Everyone is looking at you. I'm pretty good at not giving myself away but you've made it so easy to look without making it seem..." Ryan hesitated on how to finish his sentence.
"Gay?" Noah supplied.
Ryan's smile faded and fixed into a straight line. He didn't like talking about it.
"Ryan, you know I don't care if you're gay, right? In the park last month, your friends said people know but don't say anything," Noah recalled. "It's really not a big deal."
"What the fuck would you know, Noah?" Ryan replied bitterly.
"Nothing, I guess," Noah answered honestly.
Noah was taken aback by the ferocity of Ryan's reply. Ryan's sexuality was apparently an open secret with his friends and Noah so who was Ryan hiding it from? Ryan stormed out and Noah washed his hands but before he could leave, Jonah came in. The handsome teenager was the son of Mr Cooke, the Deputy Head Teacher and wanton manipulator.
"Hi Noah," Jonah said.
"Hello Jonah," Noah replied.
Jonah looked over his shoulder at the entrance to the toilet – no-one seemed to be coming so he walked towards Noah, snatching his hand as he passed and pulling Noah towards the seclusion of a stall. With the door closed, there wasn't much room so they were pressed closely.
Close proximity to a hot boy, Noah did the obvious thing. He leaned in and kissed Jonah and Jonah reciprocated with hands that caressed, Noah's bare skin.
Noah had been careful not to get an erection in the school corridors or in class but it was exciting to get boned up in intimate seclusion with a hot uniformed boy. Noah had made every effort to be discrete to everyone understood he was a nudist not an exhibitionist and with one kiss, Jonah had wiped that discretion away.
"When we first met, you told me you liked to be embarrassed and exhibited but this was beyond my imagination," Jonas said.
He spoke softly in case anyone came into the toilets but also because his mouth was exploring Noah's neck with kissed and licks. Noah had been naked on a nearby beach when Jonah and his dad, Mr Cooke, had come upon him. They had returned to the Cooke homestead where things had escalated very quickly.
"And you told me you enjoyed bottoming and martymachlia," Noah replied.
Martymachlia – sexual satisfaction from being watched during intercourse.
Jonah's hands found Noah's rump, each hand cupped a buttock and pulled Noah's groin closer to Jonah's. Noah's flat and smooth chest felt Jonah's school shirt and tie. There was a complete and wonderful clothed male, naked male image taking place in the comfort of the toilet stall.
"I'm hungry," Noah said as he desperately fought getting an erection.
His squat penis was an inch longer than normal already and any bigger, he'd have a semi.
"Me too," Jonah said but they meant different things.
"No, I mean I'm literally hungry. I need to eat but meet me in the boys changing room in fifteen minutes and we can continue," Noah said.
Noah pulled free from Jonah's grip. The boy was obviously frustrated by the interruption but the anticipation made it more exciting. Noah walked back to the cafeteria with even more overt interest than usual. His flaccid penis was usually two and a half inches and was now nearly four inches.
It was actually quite exhilarating. He wasn't hard. There was nothing obscene about his penis but the extra length made a huge difference. Walking through the school with four inches of exposed boy meat was almost as exciting as being fully erect.
Noah very quickly found his friends and the promised chicken salad. The fifteen minutes he'd promised Jonah actually lasted twenty minutes because Dural and Jasper stopped by with Kamal, Mike, Sol and Lee. They said hello, complimented Noah and commented on how "motherfucking crazy" he was to be naked in school.
"I need to see Mr Cooke about something," Noah told Toby and the rest of the gang.
Noah neglected to mention the Mr Cook in question was Jonas Cooke and not the teacher – technically he wasn't lying and it wasn't his fault if they misunderstood.
"You want us to come with you?" Samir asked.
"That's ok," Noah replied.
"Yea. Besides, you can't go Sam because you haven't responded to my quandary," Mateo said officiously.
"Matty, please don't make me answer that," Samir replied wearily.
"Dammit, I need to know! Centaurs have six limbs so are they insects?" Matty replied.
Noah left the boys to the usual argumentation of nonsense. He felt like he was missing out – Amos had provided a very funny answer already and had adapted to the niche group as if he had always been a part of it. However, what's a boy to do when there's a hot guy waiting for him?
Noah didn't want to run but he walked quickly towards the boys changing room. He was already late and the lunch hour would be over in twenty minutes. If he didn't meet Jonah soon, they wouldn't have the time to do anything exciting.
"Noah?" asked a voice.
"Oh, for fuck's sake," Noah mumbled.
Noah turned to see Jonas and regretted his frustration. Jonas was the cutest boy Noah had ever been with – he was smart, sensitive and apparently had good hearing because he'd heard Noah's cursing.
"I didn't mean to bother you," Jonas said mildly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it. It's just..." Noah started to think of an excuse and then had a better idea. "I've got someone to meet. Do you want to come?"
"I thought you were never going to get here," Jonah complained when Noah arrived.
Jonas walked in just as Jonah finished his sentence and the two boys exchanged curious glances.
"You guys haven't really met so Jonah, this is Jonas. We go to school together here and you might have seen him in the MPC classes," Noah introduced. "Jonas, this is Jonah. He's from Barons Edge Comprehensive."
Noah deliberately didn't say that Jonah was Mr Cooke, the Drama and Deputy Head Teacher.
"Ok. So why am I here?" Jonas asked.
"No offense but I was wondering the same thing," Jonah added.
"Now, now boys. There's plenty of me to go around," Noah appeased. "I bumped into Jonas on my way here and instead of making another excuse to get away I thought you might like him to watch us."
Jonah blushed – his interest in being watched while doing naughty things felt like something he should be ashamed of.
"Watch you what?" Jonas asked.
Jonas suddenly seemed much more interested now that he might get to see some hot boy-on-boy action.
"Do you have protection?" Noah asked Jonah.
"No," Jonah replied. "Blowjob?"
"Yes please," Noah responded happily.
"You're going to let me watch you give Noah a blowjob?" Jonas asked delightedly.
"I hadn't planned on it," Jonah said honestly.
Jonas giggled – he liked Jonah, he was funny and hot too.
"But you like being watched, don't you?" Noah prompted.
"I do," Jonah agreed.
"Good. Now get naked and then we can start," Noah encouraged.
"Get naked? Why do I need to get naked?" Jonah asked.
"Because Jonas can hardly see you with all those clothes in the way? Noah suggested.
"Ok," Jonah agreed – all too easily.
Jonah didn't share Noah's interest in exhibitionism or nudism but he did enjoy being watched while masturbating or having sex. His relationship with his dad was a secret and a taboo but Jonah often invited his dad to watch him in the shower or on his bed while he got hard and pleasured himself.
Once or twice, Jonah had stripped naked and lay in bed when he knew the window cleaners would be coming around. The brothers Scott and Rob would stay to watch him (the rest of the family did not) and Jonah pretended not to see them lingering.
Another time, he had taken his dick out in the park. There was a cruising spot where men sometimes hooked up and although Jonah didn't want to have intercourse with a random stranger, being watched was irresistible. A young man in his twenties had seen him and stopped to watch – it wasn't the public exposure that excited Jonah, in fact that terrified him, but being watched offset that fear.
The young man didn't ask how old Jonah was but the teenager liked to imagine waiting until he came before telling him.
"I'm only fifteen."
"I'm only fourteen."
Something about the pretence of this taboo enhanced his own fantasies about martymachlia. Jonah often thought about that day – jerking off as the young man watched and then left right after.
Noah knew about Jonah's kink of being watched and Mr Cooke's kink for voyeurism – the daddy/ son scenario delighted Noah enormously.
Noah just loved any opportunity to see attractive boys get naked and the bonus of a blowjob was exactly that – a bonus. Jonah took his blazer off and tossed it on a bench beside him. Jonah kicked off his shoes and removed his socks, then reached for his zipper and opened his trousers, pushing them down lean legs and hopped out of them.
Jonah was wearing black boxer briefs that hugged a nice lump in the groin. Jonah pulled off his tie and once the top few buttons of his shirt were loose, he pulled the shirt over his head, revealing a great physique, tufty hair under his arms and a twunky visage.
Jonah had a muscular build for a seventeen-year-old and had similarly light brown hair on his hair and legs but on his legs it was fine and wispy. The only part of himself now concealed from Noah and Jonas was his ass and his penis. Jonah was excited to see how Jonas would react to seeing him naked. Like Noah, Jonas was petite and cute rather than muscular and buff.
Jonah shoved his boxer briefs down and his dick flashed into view. Jonah was happy with the reaction – one of lip-licking interest. Jonah could imagine Jonas licking many things with his lips.
"Oh, Jonas. I forgot to mention..." Noah said suddenly, "Jonah is Mr Cooke's son."
Jonah looked at Noah with an expression of shock that turned to disbelief. Jonah's own classmates knew that Mr Cooke was his dad but the boys at Five Dukes didn't – he expected it would come out eventually but not when he was naked and about to be watched sucking a cock!
"Your Mr Cooke's son?" Jonas asked – excited and delighted.
"Yea," Jonah replied timidly.
Jonas was amazed how timid Jonah was considering he was a big lad with a gregarious dad.
"Put your hands on your head. Let me look at you..." Jonas demanded; "...before you suck Noah's dick."
Jonah was surprised how commanding Jonas was (so was Noah for that matter) considering how petite and shy he looked. Jonah obeyed the instruction and posed with his feet shoulder width apart and his hands behind his head to expose his pits. Jonah was fully exposed and started to get hard. Jonah liked being watched and he liked being a bottom.
"Ok, I think I'm ready," Noah declared – recalling attention back to himself that had been absent for nearly thirty seconds.
Jonah dropped his arms and then dropped to his knees.
"Stroke it," Noah told Jonah.
The fellow naked teen, watched over by Jonas in his school uniform, took Noah's small and soft dick and started to fondle it. Jonah couldn't understand how Noah stayed soft all day. He had been naked for half a minute and was hard because of the scrutiny of one boy.
Meanwhile, Noah was naked all day in front of the entire fucking school filled with boys. Jonah was not an exhibitionist or nudist like Noah but that much attention would probably have made Jonah pop without even touching himself. The idea of ejaculating without touching himself while people looked at his nude body was humiliating.
"Oh, yea..." Noah's moan of pleasure coincided with his full erection.
Noah's hard-on immediately started weeping precum – a silvery sliver of goo gushed from his dick and he told Jonah to catch it o his tongue. Jonah stooped his face under Noah's genitals and stuck out his tongue, catching the sweet nectar and swallowing it.
"Now suck my dick," Noah instructed.
Jonah stroked the shaft a few times while his breath touched the tip and Jonah could smell cock. Jonah's lips touched the head and then accepted it into his mouth. Jonah could feel the ridge that defined the head and his tongue slid over the frenulum, causing Noah's hips to buck as he bounced with excitement.
Jonas could hardly believe what he was watching. It was so hot to see the two boys naked – one small and totally hairless and the other big, burly and flecked with hair on his legs and chest. Jonah's cock was sticking straight out from his groin while Noah's dick was pushing in and out of Jonah's mouth.
Precum dribbled from Jonah's mouth as he sucked but he pulled back and caught the gunk, eating it and swallowing it and then going back for more. Jonas concentrated on Noah, the skinny boy was physically closer to him but despite being a few months older than Jonas, Noah was much smoother.
"Open your shirt and take your dick out," Noah asked.
Jonah lifted his eyes from the silky expanse below Noah's bellybutton and out the corner of his eye, he saw Jonas uncertainly begin to obey. Noah had a commanding presence and like Jonah, Jonas wanted to impress him.
"Can I fuck your face?" Noah asked.
Jonah made an affirmative noise so Noah grabbed the back of Jonah's head and started to thrust hard into Jonah's face. Gagging noises were pleasurable and muffled by the meat injection filling Jonah's mouth.
Noah's attention fell on Jonas as the sixteen-year-old took off his blazer, removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Jonas had a thin body and a belly button made for licking.
Jonas then opened his trousers and hooked his underwear under his dick which was already getting hard. With a few strokes, he was fully hard.
"Come closer," Noah said. "Do you want to taste another dick, Jonah?"
Noah was enjoying his chance at being authoritative, thriving on Jonah's passive compliance. If Jonah said no, he would stop. However, Jonas was barely within reach when Jonah reached out and grabbed Jonas's cock. Jonas gasped as his cock was stroked by a boy who was practically a stranger to him; the son of a teacher, a boy from another school, a muscular lad and a surprisingly submissive teenager. Jonah jerked Jonas while sucking Noah but as soon as Noah stopped thrusting, Jonah resisted Noah's grip and a cock spilled from his gob.
Jonah was gasping – heaving in deep breaths before turning and starting to lick and then slurp on Jonas's dick. Jonah was naked and had enjoyed sucking the naked Noah. He had enjoyed being watched by the fully clothed Jonas too. However, now that Jonah could see Jonas's slim and pretty body and nice dick, he was even more excited. The uniform was half deconstructed but remained intact enough to emphasise the schoolboy charm.
Noah pushed his dick back towards Jonah's mouth and the kneeling lad found himself kissing and rubbing his lips over two heads that were pressed together. Two heads were better than one! Jonah could feel precum oozing over his lips which became wet and sweet, mixing with saliva and the residue of Jonas's dick too.
Jonah continued to administer his lips and tongue to both cocks but when Noah pulled back for a moment, Jonah opened his mouth wide and took Jonas's cock into his mouth. Jonah swallowed the cute boy dick until his nose was brushing Jonas's pubes and his eyes were fixed on Jonas's bellybutton.
"Just what the hell do you boys think you're doing?" asked an angry voice from behind them.
All three looked to find Mr Cooke – teacher and father – was watching them.
"Oh my fucking god," Jonas said.
He bounced away from Noah and Jonah and tried to tuck away his boy meat.
"Just you stop there, young man," Mr Cooke said.
Frankly the man could not believe his luck. Mr Cooke loved seeing Noah naked and soft every day but seeing his hard-on was a great treat – he wanted to touch the teenager but he couldn't with Jonas in the room. Mr Cooke also loved seeing his son naked and at the mercy of another teenage boy. He got an especial kick out of seeing his son (with a tall and broad physique) so submissive to a boy so much skinnier and petite than him.
Best of all was the embarrassed boy.
Jonas was very cute and with his school shirt open, the teacher could see a type similar to Noah's. Jonah was slim and boyish but Mr Cooke could see small tufts of hair under Jonas's arms. Jonas's chest was almost hairless chest but there was a scattering of invisible hair in the centre and above his penis was a neat patch of pubes.
Jonas had stopped, just as Mr Cooke demanded. He was like a deer in the headlights, not even coving up his boycock.
"You owe me an apology, Jonas..." Mr Cooke said. "For exposing yourself like this to me."
It was a risk worth taking to see the little prick that was not so little. Jonas had a dick that was just over six inches long. Jonas blushed furiously as he faced a school teacher with his chest, pubes and penis exposed.
"I'm sorry sir," Jonas mumbled.
Shame faced; Jonas moved to finally cover his erection.
"No, no, Jonas!" Mr Cooke admonished. "It is completely unacceptable to engage in oral sex at school..."
Noah tried not to smirk – he could tell Mr Cooke was enjoying himself but felt bad for Jonas.
"...especially with my son," Mr Cooke added.
Jonas's dick was going limp which made the sight of the sixteen-year-old schoolboy even sweeter.
"Tidy yourself up, Jonas," Mr Cooke said. "And you two..."
Noah and Jonah were still naked but they didn't cover up. Jonah stood up to face his father's faux wrath. Exposed to his dad, with Noah still naked and Jonas as witness to his dad's admonishment, there was no way Jonah was going to go soft.
"I know you're a nudist Noah but it is totally inappropriate to have an erection," Mr Cooke said. "You're supposed to be a nudist, not an exhibitionist."
Jonas stayed quiet but he rather thought Mr Cooke didn't know Noah very well. Of course, he wasn't to know that Mr Cooke knew Noah intimately well. Jonas was just relieved to be covered up again as his penis was tucked back in his undies and trousers. He was buttoning up his shirt but he looked at Noah with sympathy for the dressing down he was getting – pun intended.
"It is especially inappropriate for you to receive fellatio at school," Mr Cooke continued. "Do you know what that means?"
"It means oral sex sir," Noah replied quietly.
Noah managed to sound bashful but he had to stop himself giggling at the pantomime of admonishment.
"Pardon?" Mr Cooke said – he wanted Noah to say it louder.
"It means I shouldn't be getting my penis sucked at school, sir," Noah said.
Even knowing that Noah enjoyed humiliation, Jonas was embarrassed for him. But he was even more embarrassed for Jonah.
"And you, Jonah. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for me to walk in here and find my own teenage son nude?" Mr Cooke asked.
Jonas was incredulous that Mr Cooke was the one who felt embarrassed – he wasn't the one who was exposed. Jonah was facing his own dad bare foot and bare naked – his full-frontal exposure must have been the most embarrassing thing that could happen to a lad. His cock was achingly hard and bouncing, leaking as if he were about to orgasm.
"Do you think I want to see your penis like that, Jonah? Do you think I want to see my naked son sucking cocks?" Mr Cooke asked crudely.
As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, at that very moment, a humiliated Jonah came hands-free. Jonah's balls churned and cream shot from his cock, crossing some of the distance between himself and his own dad. Noah was delighted, Jonas was amazed, Mr Cooke was almost beside himself and Jonah wanted to collapse from embarrassment.
"You're a disgusting boy. Wait until I get you home," Mr Cooke said.
Noah could just imagine the reward Jonah would receive for such a fantastic display. His erection was still dripping with cum and Jonas's only regret was that he couldn't taste it for himself.
"Get dressed, son," Mr Cooke dismissed.
Jonah hurriedly collected his clothes to get dressed.
"Jonas, lunch is nearly over. Get to class. Let's... let's none of us speak of this," Mr Cooke suggested as if he wanted to put it out of his mind forever.
Jonas didn't need told twice – he bolted out of the boys changing room with nothing but a sympathetic nod to Jonah and Noah. He was glad that Mr Cooke wasn't going to tell anyone about what had happened.
Once Jonas was gone and his son was half dressed, Mr Cooke turned his attention back to Noah.
Mr Cooke stepped closer to Noah – stopping in front of him and reaching out to cum the hairless cock and balls. Noah's penis was flaccid now but the most head left a gooey deposit in his palm.
"Noah, I came to tell you that you're going to have to wear your school uniform when the MPC exchange classes are taking place at Barons Edge Comprehensive," Mr Cooke said.
"That's a shame," Noah said dryly.
"Yes. Frankly I'd love for you to be able to travel to and from school without any clothes," Mr Cook replied. "But I'm sure you'll find some mischief to get up to, won't you Noah?"
"Probably," Noah confessed.
So many of the boys in the MPC exchange classes were co-conspirators so Noah could count on them to come up with some nifty ideas. Mr Cooke was still cupping Noah's genitals with one hand but his other reached up to squeeze the flat chest of the hairless twink.
"Now, since I interrupted, why don't you finish yourself off?" Mr Cooke suggested.
Mr Cooke dropped both hands and stepped back to observe the boy.
"You want to watch me jerk off?" Noah asked the teacher.
Mr Cooke nodded and Noah noticed that Jonah had got as far as putting on his underwear and trousers but they were still hanging open and the seventeen-year-old held his school shirt in his hand.
"Don't put that on yet," Noah asked Jonah as he rubbed his dick back to full attention.
"You're very demanding, aren't you?" Mr Cooke commented.
"And Jonah is very obedient," Noah observed.
Noah got fully hard again and was soon leaking as he fully exposed the head of his cock with masturbating strokes.
"Are you obedient, Mr Cooke?" Noah asked.
"It depends what you want me to do," the teacher replied.
"A boy can't jerk off with noting to watch," Noah said
"Beg to differ," Mr Cooke sniggered and offered a head tilt to his son who had just prematurely ejaculated.
"Kiss him," Noah replied, ignoring the jibe.
"Kiss... him..." Mr Cooke said and then looked at his son.
Jonah, only half-dressed, looked at his fully clothed dad and a fully naked Noah. Mr Cooke approached his son and there were no words before he put big hands around his son's bare back and pulled him in for a full-mouthed kiss.
When Noah had met Mr Cooke and Jonah during the simmer, Mr Cooke had said that he and Jonah masturbated together sometimes. Mr Cooke had watched his son loss his cherry too. While Mr Cooke admitted he and Jonah were close, his son emphasised it was "not in a weird way," but Noah wanted it weird. Mr Cooke and Jonah seemed quite caught up in the kiss and Noah was so turned on by the father-son tongue tangle that he nearly came.
"You enjoyed humiliating Jonas, didn't sir?" Noah commented. "You liked looking at his boyhood too. Pervert!"
Noah rather enjoyed using language to make the locker room tableau even dirtier. Mr Cooke didn't reply, he just listened to Noah's commentary.
"You liked it even more when Jonah came for you. Hands free. Your little boy squirting his spunk in front of you with a schoolboy watched," Noah continued to tease.
Noah was so horny that he could cum at any moment. Something told him to hold on a little longer and his patience was rewarded as Mr Cooke began to stroke his son's back until his hands were at the top of Jonah's trousers and underwear. Mr Cooke slipped his hand into his son's boxers and cupped the bare flesh of Jonah's ass.
Jonah moaned a little and Noah joined him in moaning because the vision was so hot.
While Mr Cooke grabbed his son's bare ass with his left hand, his right made its way between them where the man stroked the teenager's chest and abs – then Mr Cooke dipped into Jonah's boxers.
A loud moan of pleasure escaped Jonah's lips, muffled by his dad's lips as the kissing continued for Noah's entertainment. Jonah spasmed and jiggled and Noah could tell the fellow teenager had just cum for a second time – in his underwear and all over his dad's hand.
Noah's hand had been pumping fast and finally he shot too. Mr Cooke and Jonah looked around just in time to see the blast of jizz escape. Mr Cooke freed his hand from his son's underwear and stepped towards Noah; the teacher wiped his son's sperm on Noah's chest and smiled at Noah with unconcealed interest.
"You should get cleaned up, Noah. Lunchtime will be over any minute," Mr Cooke told the nudist.
"Ok," Noah replied.
"Are you alright?" Mr Cooke asked his son with genuine concern.
"Yes," Jonah said and then when his dad looked at him attentively, he added; "I'm fine. Really, I'm good."
"I'll see you later then," Mr Cooke told them as he left.
"Was that the first time you and your dad ever..." Noah tried to ask but he hadn't fully formulated the question when he started to ask.
"Yes. We've never touched like that," Jonah replied and then answered Noah next question without it being asked. "We've masturbated together but never each other. I... I liked it."
Jonah was worried that liking the sexual attention of his dad made him a freak or a weirdo but Noah assured him that it took all sorts, everyone has a kink and that he, Noah, of all people, would never judge anyone for their sexual decisions.
"It's one of the hottest things I've ever seen and I've seen more than most boys," Noah reassured Jonah.
"Yea, I guess," Jonah replied.
"You came in your pants just from kissing," Noah said excitedly.
Noah nudged Jonah playfully, flashing him a grin. Jonah's uncertain expression broke into a smile too.
"Would you think I was a freak if I said I wanted more?" Jonah asked.
"More? With me or your hot daddy?" Noah asked.
"Both," Jonah confessed.
"Listen, if you ever want to get fucked by your dad, you damn well better invite me," Noah said.
Just the thought of watching Jonah ride his dad's eight-and-a-half-inch cock was enough to make Noah's dick chub again but then the bell ended to signal the end of lunch and Noah and Jonah had to make haste to get to their afternoon Chemistry class.
Noah used paper towels to clean Jonah's cum from his chest. By the time he was on his way to class, his snotty penis was an acceptable three inches again.
"Pst," said Jonas a short time later.
<<Did Jonas just say pst? It's not exactly inconspicuous or subtle.>>
Noah looked over his shoulder as the guest lecturer for the class got set up.
"Did you get in trouble?" Jonas asked in a whisper.
"No, it was fine," Noah reassured him.
"Good. Good..." Jonas said worriedly – it made him look very cute.
"Jonas, really don't worry," Noah reiterated.
"What were you worried about getting into trouble about?" asked Ryan who had been listening in.
Of all the people to overhear them. Shit!
"Never mind," Noah said dismissively.
"I thought it might have something to do with the dried, crusty, white stuff on your willy," Ryan mocked.
Noah's face was about to be arranged into a disdainful glare when Ryan chuckled and smiled. His eyes looked brightly at Noah and with sincerity rather than mocker or meanness. Maybe Noah was being too hard on Ryan?
While Jonas blushed, Ryan was still chuckling but his friend Bran nudged him in the ribs and told him to behave. Noah managed a surreptitious look under his desk and sure enough, his foreskin did have flecks of dried cum on it. He hadn't had much time to wash up after the adventure.
With Ryan's attention occupied with Bran, Jonas and Noah talked more discreetly.
"I can't believe Mr Cooke saw Jonah naked," Jonas said with awe. "If my dad saw me naked I'd die of embarrassment."
"Not just naked," Noah replied.
"How did he cum without even touching it?" Jonas asked in a breathless undertone.
"That was so hot!" Noah commented.
Jonas would literally never forget watching a naked boy cum in front of his own dad, a teacher of all people. It was worth being embarrassed himself just to see that happen. Before he could even agree, the class started and both boys were left trying to concentrate on organic Chemistry instead of sexual chemistry.
After the first lesson, Noah went to the toilets to clean his penis properly and make it presentable again (so to speak). During the intermission between classes, Mateo continued to obsess about Kevin, Toby and Amos chatted with Samir and Ronan seemed to drift off into space.
Noah's nudism amongst his closest peers seemed to attract little attention – Dual and Jasper and their friends paid him no heed, nor did Jonas or his friend Miles. Ryan tried to hard not to look at him and Jonah didn't try hard enough. It was by pure chance that Noah caught Mekonnen looking at him – the fit athlete (Five Duke's Boys School star athlete) showed no embarrassment that he was caught looking but his gaze didn't linger. Colt, the final Five Dukes boy involved in the MPC exchange was harder to read but any attention he paid was benign.
Not for the first time, Noah wondered what the aim was for orchestrating his nudism at school. It had clearly taken a lot of work by his brother Dan and Mr Cooke. Was there more to it? Another layer to the embarrassment? Noah liked being a nudist so it was entirely possible Daniel had done it as a favour to him and Mr Cooke did it because he was a perverted teacher who liked naked boys.
After the last class of the day, Noah got dressed. He had no plans with his friends after school so he left the changing room alone. Although he loved his nudity, it was good to have his uniform on at the end of the day. Noah liked looking like a schoolboy and almost missed not wearing his uniform all day. Thus, he was looking forward to wearing it in a few weeks when Barons Edge Comprehensive hosted the MPC exchange. Would the boys who had seen him today spread stories about him? Would everyone at their school know he was a nudist even though he was dressed for the day?
Noah was nearly home, wandering distractedly and thinking about everything when a voice across the street shouted to him.
"It was good seeing you today, Noah. Will I see you again at my school in a couple of weeks?" Ryan called and then cackled.
Noah was vexed. He still couldn't decide if the closeted boy was being mean or not. Noah was stood at the bottom of his driveway and after sighing, he began to walk towards the front door. However, he hadn't noticed Daniel was in the garden and his brother saw the forlorn look on Noah's face.
"What's the matter?" Dan asked.
"It's nothing," Noah mumbled and tried to go inside.
"Noah. You need to be honest with me when there's a problem so I can help you," Daniel said seriously.
For all his fun and games, Dan was fiercely protective of his little brother.
"Ryan was at school today and... even before that, I don't know if I like the way he looks at me and talks to me," Noah admitted.
Noah realised he had never really expressed his doubts, concerns and fears about Ryan. He'd been keeping it bottled up and it had fermented into something he didn't like.
"Everyone looks at you, Noah," Daniel assured him. "How does he talk to you?"
"I don't know," Noah admitted.
Was it paranoia? Was he being too hard on Ryan or was his neighbour a jerk?
"I'll go talk to him," Daniel said firmly.
"No, Dan. I'll go," Noah said.
Making his mind up and walking before he could change his mind or think what he was going to say, Noah marched across the street. He was still in his school uniform when he rang the doorbell and heard shouting to "get the damn door" and then Ryan answered the door in shorts and t-shirt. Ryan had changed as soon as he got home and eyed Noah with a smirk.
"You're still dressed," he quipped.
"I don't know if I like you or not," Noah said flatly. "But I don't like the way you make me feel."
Ryan's impish expression was immediately replaced by one of seriousness, verging on tears. He looked nervously over his shoulder but no-one inside his house had come to look or listen. Nevertheless, Ryan stepped out the front door, causing Noah to retreat by a few steps.
"What... What do you mean?" Ryan asked, almost whispering.
Ryan had walked past Noah, drawing him away from his house and Noah followed cautiously. Noah became aware that Ryan was no longer cocky or playful.
"I mean..." Noah found it hard to explain. "The way you look at me and the things you say... no, the way you same them... cause me to feel uncomfortable."
"I didn't mean to make you feel like that," Ryan said with honesty and earnestness. "I thought every boy you knew said things and looked at you and wanted to play with you?"
"Wanted to play with me?" Noah giggled, relaxing around Ryan for the first time.
Ryan seemed to relax a little bit too.
"You know what I mean. You're really cute and sexy and when people see you they must want you. They imagine things with you," Ryan confessed.
"Do you imagine things with me?" Noah asked.
"I thought when I invited you into my garden during the summer it was pretty obvious I liked you," Ryan pointed out.
"I guess it was. It's just that you seem kind of insulting and haughty sometimes. I didn't like being caused to feel pitiful. The way you looked at me and talked to me it was like you looked down on me or thought you could say and do whatever you like," Noah explained.
"I didn't mean to make you feel like that," Ryan said again. "And I don't think I can treat you however I like. I respect you and admire you."
"Really?" Noah asked doubtfully.
"You have a really great group of friends but until a year ago, my friends were all a few years older. They've left school now but they were popular and mean. I'm lucky to have Bran and Glenn now," Ryan confessed. "Your family is great too. Your brother Dan seems really cool."
"And your family?" Noah asked.
Noah had noticed Ryan's dad seemed charmless and joyless but you can't make assumptions about someone you don't know.
"My mum is great. My dad... honestly, he'd go ballistic if he found out I like boys," Ryan said and gulped heavily.
"I'm sorry," Noah said gently.
"No. I'm sorry. You came over here to tell me I made you feel bad and all I have are excuses for making you feel that way. Bad friends and a bastard dad but I didn't mean to make you feel bad, honest," Ryan replied.
"I believe you. You're right. It's not that you say or do things that are very different from the other people who fancy me," Noah said presumptuously. "I just didn't know if I could trust you and you were thrust into a position where you knew intimate details about my nudism."
"You felt threatened and I didn't help by presuming I could just say or do whatever I liked," Ryan inferred.
"Yes. I think that's it," Noah agreed.
"Can we be friends then?" Ryan asked.
"I think so," Noah replied. "I'll be very careful around you dad, ok?"
Noah understood what it was like to have family you were ashamed of or hated. His mum was in prison for murdering man and attempting to kill Noah's dad. He hadn't thought about her for a long time.
"I think that would be for the best," Ryan responded and he was solemn again.
"I was really excited to find out you were a nudist. I envy you feeling that free and confident. I pretend to be confident and it makes me sound like a jackass," Ryan noted.
"Maybe a little," Noah jokingly agreed – half honestly too.
"If I want to see a boy I need to sneak into the woods or watch my neighbour forlornly through the window," Ryan said and now he was half joking.
Noah was about to ask which boy or boys Ryan was meeting in the woods when the door behind them opened.
"Don't you have homework to do, Ryan?" his dad said crossly.
Mr Pierce was an imposing figure and Noah could see why Ryan felt cowed and intimidated.
"Yes, dad. See you later Noah," Ryan replied.
"Thanks for helping me with the Chemistry homework," Noah said smoothly to explain the conversation.
"If your dad's paying thousands of pounds to send you to that Boys School, you should be able to do the Chemistry homework yourself," Mr Pierce said bitterly.
Ryan squeezed past his dad and his dad closed the door. Noah had judged the wrong Pierce – Ryan was a good lad and on reflection, his attention had been intended as flattering but Noah had misjudged it because of his own insecurities about Ryan's intentions. Mr Pierce on the other hand was a fucking asshole.
As Noah walked back across the road he was glad he had sorted things out. With Ryan as a new co-conspirator in his life, things had a new injection of excitement.
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Short stories: Aiden's Accidental Autoerotic Assignment, Jogging Joe's Jaunty Journey and Peter's Past Posing Pictures