If you've been enjoying this story and it's multiple genre's, check out my short stories (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/anthology/). This series includes stories about alternate universes & falling in love; public humiliation & exhibition punishments; mind control & sexual manipulation; invisibility & nudity; teleportation, empathy & unlikely romance; and, a hyperbolic scheme thwarted by a seductive spy.
Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ten to One
FRIDAY 15TH APRIL 2022
"So, let's see... carry the one and add four, minus three, cubed and squared and that should... make no sense whatsoever. What were we trying to work out again?" Matty asked.
"How many brain cells you have?" Samir muttered.
"Pardon?" Mateo demanded.
"Nothing!" Sam insisted.
"You're mean..." Mateo said. "The mean of the answer so far plus 69, hilarious, is ten to one the correct answer."
"What are they doing?" Amos asked Toby.
"Ignore them, they're talking nonsense," Toby replied.
"Your face is nonsense," Mateo replied.
"I... I don't know what that means..." Toby answered.
Matty smiled with satisfaction and leaned back in his chair. Mateo's low mood after falling out with Kevin couldn't last forever and he was almost back to his old self but only for short periods. It was almost like it was an effort to lift himself back to his baseline. Mateo felt exhausted after "acting normal" and Samir kept telling him it was ok to not feel that way but Mateo put pressure on himself to feel ok again.
At the start of the spring holidays, Kevin had tried to apologise but Mateo had already gone home that day and Kevin got the fear. Now, the holidays were nearly over and Kevin had kept his distance. They had told Matty about Kevin's effort to apologise for how he'd behaved but Mateo continued to sulk and brood about it.
Kevin had rejected Mateo – cruelly and completely.
"Are we still studying?" Noah asked stupidly. "Because if we're just having fun, I'm going to get snacks."
<<Oh girls they wanna have fu-un. Oh girls just wanna have fun... That's all they really waaaaant, Is some fuuuuuuuun...>>
"I think we're just having fun," Ronan said.
Ronan had learned a lot of coping and thinking strategies since las summer and was finally able to concentrate on school work and studying. Still, he appreciated the need to just stop thinking sometimes and this was one of those times.
"We've been studying for the entire spring holiday..." Noah started to say.
"Actually, only two in every three days on average," Morys pointed out unhelpfully.
"...We deserve a break," Noah concluded.
They had been studying during the spring holidays because the exam timetable started on the sixteenth of May until near the end of June. They only had a few weeks left of school and the exams seemed to be dauntingly nearby.
Noah was about to get just deserts when there was a knock at the front door. They were studying at Amos's house again and there was a shared feeling of certainty amongst everyone but Mateo about who was at the door.
"I'll get it," Matty offered.
He was already on his feet and halfway across the room before anyone could say anything.
"Wait! Matty!" Amos finally found the words.
By the time the boys were crowded in the doorway, bottlenecked almost comically at the threshold between the living room and the hall, Matty was already opening the front door. Mateo saw Kevin and slammed it in his face.
Mateo turned and looked angrily at his friends.
"That went well," Toby offered glibly.
"I don't want to talk to him," Mateo insisted – unconvincingly.
"Maybe you should talk to him anyway," Amos suggested gently.
It was his house so he walked back to the front door, opened it, and invited Kevin to come inside.
"You know I don't want to talk to you," Mateo said bluntly.
Kevin had called and texted multiple times and Matty's lack of response had made clear the level of hurt he felt. Kevin had felt disheartened and every time he decided to give up he reminded himself...
"I miss you, Matty," Kevin confessed.
He was faintly embarrassed to say it out loud. Did it sound pathetic?
Mateo didn't think it sounded pathetic. Seeing Kevin in person and hearing his voice reminded Matt of everything he had been missing since they fell out. Matty was as besotted as ever.
"You missed me?" Matty asked needily.
"I tried to see you at the start of the holidays but I chickened out on trying again," Kevin said vaguely.
Matty knew about the previous face-to-face attempt. In honesty, it had nearly broken Matty's resolve to know Kevin had tried so hard. Every time Mateo thought about replying, he questioned what kind of message it sent. That Kevin could treat him like a doormat and just be forgiven? Matty didn't want to be unforgiving, nor did he want to be the kind of person who made someone really work for their forgiveness. The truth was, Matty hadn't replied because he was too scared to.
"Kevin..." Matty started to say.
"How about you let him explain why he said what he did?" Noah suggested neutrally.
Matty nodded.
Deep down, Matty wanted to be friends with Kevin again. It had been easy to avoid him during the holidays where there was no Maths, Physics and Chemistry Exchange classes or Drama Club but when school resumed, it would be tougher to avoid him.
"I've never really talked about what I think or feel with people," Kevin began. "I've never had friends in my life to talk to about things."
Everyone felt sad for Kevin and there was an air of discomfort that Kevin had an audience for baring his soul which would be hard for anyone but particularly Kevin.
"I got angry because I'm not very good at dealing with my emotions," Kevin confessed. "People feel down sometimes but I've been depressed... I've been really depressed, Matty."
It was tough to listen to the confession. Kevin was revealing more about himself than he ever had before – and not just to Matty but to everyone.
"I told you I was going to see my dad? Well... he didn't show but he did call me. He called to say he didn't want to come after all because it was too much effort and he'd rather get drunk," Kevin told them.
Matty's expression softened. Kevin had been in Children's Residential Care for years because his dad was unfit. To be told by his dad that he'd rather drink than see him was a low blow.
"The worst thing is, I should have known better. I don't even know why I wanted to see him," Kevin continued honestly.
"Because he's your dad," Mateo suggested quietly.
"But what does that even mean? He doesn't want me Matty. He's my family and he doesn't want me," Kevin said. "That's why I was angry. That's why I said I didn't need you because... I was hurt and I felt ashamed and useless and..."
The others hovered uncomfortably at the edge of the room but Matty approached his friend and put arms on his biceps, a comforting touch on the big lad without being too intimate or familiar.
"I shouldn't have told you nothing was wrong when it was. I should have just told you the family reunion didn't happen," Kevin admitted.
"I understand why you didn't, Kevin. Of course I understand," Matty insisted.
"I lied to you a lot that day. I shouldn't have said I didn't need you or anybody," Kevin offered a sheepish glance around the room.
Matty, Noah, Ronan, Samir, Amos, Toby and Morys.
"Because I do need you," Kevin said quietly. "I lied when I said I was fine without you, that we weren't friends and that I wanted you to leave me alone... Matty, please don't leave me all alone."
Matty threw his arms around Kevin's neck and squeezed him tightly.
"With my mum gone, I figured that no matter how bad a dad he was and how long it was between visits, he was the only family I had," Kevin murmured into Mateo's shoulder. "He's all I've got and he didn't want me."
Kevin's voice cracked and it was heart-breaking to see the strong, stoic and brave-faced boy suddenly look so vulnerable with tears streaking his face.
"He's not all you've got," Matty promised. "You've got me."
There was a long and quiet pause.
<>
"Our condolences," Noah offered jokingly.
It broke the tension and there was a ripple of sniggers that soon turned to giggles.
"You guys are dicks," Mateo admonished friendlily.
"Do you forgive me?" Kevin asked.
"Yes," Matty replied and hugged Kevin again.
The mood in the room was suddenly lifted – by the apology and the giggles.
"Well, what do we talk about now?" Morys asked.
"Morys! No!" Noah complained, nudging Morys defeatedly. "Is this your first day?"
"What?" Morys asked innocently but he knew quite nicely what he had done.
Only a novice or a troublemaker asked what to talk about in a room with Matty in it. Mateo was the king of irreverence, no sequiturs and downright bizarre conversations.
"Well, I have been thinking..." Matty offered.
"Oh, no!" everyone complained.
A while later and the gang were engaged in a spirited argument about spirit animals.
"But why doesn't it count?!" Matty demanded angrily.
"Because I know you only what to be a butterfly so you can make that stupid Simpsons reference," Samir shot back.
"Oh, you think you know me so well," Matty said sarcastically.
"Do you want to make a Simpsons reference?" Amos asked genuinely.
"Amos, is this your first day?" Toby asked his boyfriend.
There was a lovely symmetry to both Noah and Toby admonishing their partners in the same way. Noah caught Toby's eye and Toby smiled and blushed – it was a moment of connection between them that wasn't there all the time anymore.
Toby was sitting cross-legged on the floor with Amos's head in his lap. Noah was also sat on the floor but with Morys sitting next to him and an arm looped through Noah's. Everyone had seen Noah and Morys getting closer but no-one had commented too extensively. Not even Matty – because he had been ordered not to.
"Yes, dammit! I admit I was setting up a Simpson's reference," Matty confessed.
"Why do you want to be a butterfly?" Kevin asked to make it easy for him.
Ronan punched him in the arm.
"Because no-one ever suspects the butterfly. Mwahahaha..." Matty said.
He actually said Mwahahaha.
"Ok, my spirit animal is the kind that needs more Pepsi so I'll be back in a minute," Noah declared.
"A butterfly is not a spirit animal," Samir said officiously.
"Why the hell not!" Mateo demanded.
"Because it's an insect, not a fucking animal, Matty," Samir told him.
"Technically it is," Kevin offered. "It's an insect of the lepidoptera order but it's kingdom is animalia."
There was a long pause.
Noah was on his feet and like everyone stunned by the info dump.
Kevin had been the surprising source of information before though none of them could say exactly why it was so surprising that Kevin was clever. He attended a very good school so perhaps it was because he was usually so quiet and reserved or it was because he looked like a pugilist.
"Well... I still don't like it," Samir said pompously and then smirked.
"Yea, does this mean I get to be a butterfly?" Matty asked.
"Yes dear," Kevin said affectionately.
"Oh, a deer. Can I be a deer?" Matty changed his mind.
"Sure thing, honey," Amos said softly.
"Honey! Can I be a bee?" Matty enquired.
<>
"Wasps also buzz," Ronan pointed out.
"Yea, but everyone hate wasps and no-one hates me, right?" Matty said. "Right?"
"You can be a bee, it's fine," Samir said.
"Maybe I should be a kestrel?" Matty said ponderously.
"How did we get from a bee to bastard kestrel?" Samir exploded.
Noah left the room while Matty's indecision threatened to send Samir over the edge which was part of the fun of the game. And they said Matty was easy to wind up.
He heard someone behind him and turned expecting to see Morys. Noah and Morys were in the early days of a relationship; Noah didn't really know how he felt about it because he'd never had a boyfriend before. Noah had never wanted one before but he had to admit, there was something nice about the quality of the time he spent with Morys now. There was an intimacy without sensuality to their private time and when they were together in the big group, they were still affectionate and cosy.
"I need a break from Matty for a few minutes," Toby confessed. "I love that he's happy and carefree again but..."
Toby left the sentence hanging.
"But why does it make him so loud?" Noah said after a few seconds.
Toby laughed and nodded.
"I think I'm getting tinnitus," Toby said.
"It's nice to have Kevin around again. I'm looking forward to the next plot twist in their relationship," Noah replied.
Toby grinned as he poured water over about ten cubes of ice. He drank the class in a series of gulps, the ice chinked against his teeth and he refilled the glass.
"Any plot twists coming in your relationship?" Noah asked Toby.
"Me and Amos? No, we're happy where things are right now," Toby replied. "I'm still not ready for taking things into the bedroom and Amos says he's ok with that."
"He says he is?" Noah asked.
"He says it so I believe him. Most boys our age are in a rush to have sex but I'm not. Sometimes I get scared that Amos is just saying he's not in a hurry either," Toby admitted. "But then I remind myself that not everyone is rushing to have sex. I'm lucky we're both in the same place."
"That's cool," Noah replied as he poured a glass of carbonated and sweetener filled brown fizz.
"So, how are things with Morys?" Toby asked.
Noah smirked – he knew Toby wanted the gossip. Toby and Amos has squealed (literally) when he told them that he'd decided to give dating a try.
"It's early days," Noah replied. "I don't know... I feel like I'm playing at being a boyfriend. Like it's a roleplay?"
"You like roleplaying," Toby pointed out.
"I don't know if I'm very good at this one," Noah confessed.
"Morys seems happy. Happy that you're trying at least," Toby said.
"Maybe," Noah agreed noncommittally.
"Think about it like a journey, Noah," Toby said. "Me and Amos, Matty and Kevin, friends or lovers... these things take time to figure themselves out."
"I guess you're right. I didn't become a nudist overnight, maybe becoming a good boyfriend will take some getting used to," Noah responded.
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step..." Toby said, adding: "And then about one million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine other steps."
Noah laughed out loud and Toby joined him.
SATURDAY 16TH APRIL 2022
A lot of people in Noah's life knew about his roleplaying. His dad and brother, Jamie, his friends, several hundred men and boys who had seen the live EMARP events and thousands of men who had seen the professionally produced and edited film versions.
Noah hadn't told Morys yet – for once he didn't know how to say it.
"Hey, Morys. I roleplay in live pornography and let men watch me and then they sell it online and thousands of people watch me naked and sexually aroused."
Ok, Noah was being facetious but it was still hard to explain himself to someone he was developing a close emotional relationship with. In truth, Noah was worried Morys would be disgusted by the confession. Morys had a serious interest in acting and Noah reflected that he was scared Morys would think acting in smut devalued the skill of the profession.
Also, now they were dating, it was hard to explain his job that involved sex with other men. Morys had already said he did not expect Noah to be celibate or monogamous – he seemed to understand Noah had an enormous sexual interest.
Still, Noah felt somewhat guilty about going to an Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing event just a few weeks after starting to date a boy. He would need to tell Morys soon.
It was only five weeks since Noah's last EMARP which had involved an Accident and Emergency scenario. Noah knew that today would not involve a hospital scenario because on Mason had messaged him on Sextr to give Noah a different venue to meet at.
So far all of Noah's EMARP events had taken place somewhere on the Refined Arts Workshop (the RAW) campus so it was exciting to be given a new location. Mason explained they were building a new set at the RAW and the proposed scenario could be filmed elsewhere.
Elsewhere was a gym called The Symposium. Noah knew the franchise gym was very popular with gay men so it made sense for his latest humiliation and sexploitation to be filmed there. The only hint Noah had been given about the scenario had come in the form of a few questions.
WaitingForGodetia: [How do you feel about orgies?]
WaitingForGodetia: [Is there such a thing as too many cocks?]
WaitingForGodetia: [Can you play football?]
Noah had to confess that the trajectory of that particular Sextr conversation had caught him off guard.
Duke-It-Out: [For sure I like playing with balls.]
Mason sent laughing faces but did not elucidate anything else about the scenario.
Noah discovered the Symposium could be booked for groups and clearly Mr Godetia, Mason, had booked it for the afternoon because he recognised actors and spectators. Noah was shown to the locker room where he saw rather more EMARP actors than he had been expecting.
Dale was already dressed in a football kit with Nico, Cyril, Liam and Markus in varying degrees of dress – which was to say they already had shorts or football tops on plus the ubiquitous socks that came up to the knees. Fane, Clark and Tarik were in varying degrees of undress – stripped to their underwear and about to pull on some item of the day's costume.
There were also two lads Noah recognised but had never worked with. Noah thought he had seen them as part of a five aside football team in one of his A&E scenarios. They were handsome lads with black hair and tanned skin – Noah would guess they were around twenty years old.
The age of the footballers ranged from seventeen (Noah) to twenty-seven (Dale).
Dale, Clark, Tarik, Fane, Markus, Cyril, Nico, Liam, the two new lads and Noah completed the 11 players of the football team.
"I'll leave you in Dale's capable hands," Mason said and departed the room.
Mason as very much the organ grinder of these events and left Noah in capable hands because he imagined it made them less stained with boy cum to not participate in events directly.
"Noah, I think you know almost everyone?" Dale said.
Two of the lads Noah did not know coughed pointedly.
"Oh yea, these are Connor and Callum," Dale said.
When Noah looked again he didn't know how he'd missed it – they were brothers.
"Hi," Noah said.
"Hola. I'm Connor, this is Callum," Connor helpfully distinguished.
Connor was slightly shorter but thinner while Callum had the tough build of a rugby player.
"We know who you are," Callum said. "We're glad to finally work with you."
The pair had hints of Irish accents in the way they spoke which was quite sexy.
"I'm famous?" Noah asked with a chuckle.
"You can laugh but yes. Everyone knows who you are," Callum grinned.
"We're all one big happy family. We only say good things about each other," Connor insisted.
"That is nothing like our family," Callum teased his brother.
"The other team is already outside so get ready and let's go," Dale said.
Noah started to undress and checked he actually had a football strip before going too far. He did – it was a nice size too. The shorts were just a shade shorter than they should be which would show off more of his hairless, lean, boyish thighs above black socks that covered his shins and calves. The t-shirt was red and pink and had PUSHMORE FOOTBALL CLUB inscribed on it.
"Who's on the other team?" Noah asked.
"Audience members mostly," Dale revealed.
"Hi Noah," Clark said brightly. "Good to see you again."
"Hi Clark," Noah replied.
"We have an annual match of actors vs. frequent audience members," said Cyril.
"It's usually just a bit of fun," Liam acknowledged.
"Usually but not always," Markus pointed out.
"We find a reason to fuck no matter what the outcome is," Tarik told Noah.
"Story of my life," Nico insisted with a chuckle.
Once Noah was dressed, the team started to head outside.
"Are we really going to play football?" Noah asked.
"We need to work up a sweat before we get to the main event," Fane said.
Fane looked amazing in a football strip. Noah wanted him to strip right away. As Noah walked across the pitch, he could see hundreds of spectators. The eleven players on each side met in the middle of the pitch where a pre-match discussion took place.
"So, are we agreed on the forfeit?" asked Dale.
Oh, here we go... thought Noah.
"Yea. Losing team has to strip one player naked. On the pitch. In front of everyone..." replied a young man who wasn't going to win any acting awards.
The same young man looked like a model or an actual football player. Noah wanted to win the game in the hopes of seeing him stripped on the field but he suspected that honour was somehow reserved for him.
"We're agreed," Dale replied.
"And in the locker room..." the opposing captain said.
"Yes, yes, we know," Dale interrupted irritably.
Noah didn't know but that was always part of the fun.
Noah did not keep track of the time.
He kept track of sexy lad legs and bums but not so much the time. Both teams were followed by cameramen which made sense. Back in the RAW there were hidden cameras but here, there was an air of realism from how obvious the cameramen men were. The crowd enjoyed the game and if there was any contrivance in it, Noah could not see it. He was, of course, happy his team lost... no, he was happy to face the forfeit.
When the game ended, the score was 3-2 to the opposing team and Pushmore were he losers. Everyone looked like they had tried their hardest but the English did tend to take the beautiful game rather seriously.
Within minutes, the teams were in the centre of the pitch again. Everyone had spent time exerting themselves and Noah knew his teammates were looking forward to a different kind of exertion.
"Well? He's your teammate, you should do the honours," the other team's captain said.
"You expect us to strip of own teammate? C'mon, that's not fair," Dale said.
"Yea. We don't want to take it out on poor Noah," Markus added.
"You agreed to the forfeit," replied an opposing player.
"Yea, so hurry up and strip the fucker," added someone else.
The team of spectators were getting hungry and so was the crowd. As the Pushmore team rounded on Noah, Noah feigned nervousness. It wasn't difficult, especially when the cameramen pointed the magnificent, heavy-duty cameras in his face. These were no mere camera phones – they looked like they'd be transmitting live to Sky Sports.
"Hey, come on guys. It wasn't my fault we lost," Noah said.
"We both agreed one person from each team would have to face the consequences Noah," Dale said.
"Yea, but..." was as far as Noah got.
Noah's arms were grabbed by the brothers Connor and Callum. He was lifted a short distance off the ground as Liam and Cyril grabbed Noah's football boots and pulled them off, then his socks were slid down his calves and pulled free from his boyish bare feet.
"No, please... stop it," Noah wailed.
The shoes and socks were tossed carelessly aside and Noah felt cool air on his feet and hairless legs. There was a rowdy hoot from the stadium – clearly someone liked feet in the crowd. The whole team got involved because Clark pulled Noah's shorts down, exposing Noah's briefs – the only part of the outfit that was his own.
"Nice underpants, Noah," Nico teased.
Briefs were often the subject of ridicule but no more so than when a boy was being stripped outdoors. In no time at all, Noah would be pantsed and his penis would be subjected to mockery.
"Please guys, isn't that enough? What about the cameras?" Noah pleaded.
"Noah has a point. We didn't know the cameras would be here today," Dale said.
"You made a deal," the opponents said.
"Yea but... the rest of the forfeit... you don't expect the cameras to follow us for that... do you?" Dale said guardedly.
The other team just laughed at him.
Noah was put on his feet by the brothers. The grass under Noah's bare feet was tickly and prickly, moist and soft. Tarik to grabbed the bottom of Noah's t-shirt and pull it up. Noah lifted his arms for the top to be removed, stretching his body and revealing his thin waistline and bald pits.
"Please, guys! Please stop," Noah whined. "I don't want to be stripped bare."
Exposed only in his briefs on the football pitch with another twenty-one people leering around him, Noah felt exhilarated and embarrassed. The spectators in the stadium were all close enough to see his increasing exposure and in a moment he would...
Fane pulled down Noah's underpants.
Noah's briefs fell to his feet and his exposed penis received undue attention. The spectators from the opposing team were having the time of their lives – close enough to Noah to see every detail of his small, flaccid and hairless teenage penis.
The pointed at him.
They laughed.
The crowd joined in.
"Oh my god, why are you hairless?"
"That's pathetic."
Noah tried to cover up but he was admonished – not by the audience but by his own team.
"You can't cover up Noah, this is a forfeit," Dale said.
"But Dale, I don't want people to see my willy," Noah moaned. "What about the cameras?"
"Stop whining."
Unlike past scenarios where there was a faux reporter to keep the commentary up on Noah's exposure for the camera, the only comments came from the other team. The silence of the cameramen actually helped to punctuate the exposure. There was a studied focus to their movements in the way they followed Noah's bare arse and zoomed in on his dick and balls.
"Well. Walk back to the locker room for the next part," Noah was instructed.
It was an embarrassing walk from the centre of the pitch to towards the stands where the spectators were laughing and shouting comments. Several had camera phones out to take their own snaps and that was worse than anything that had happened so far.
Noah knew the game; the stripping and the cameramen were all part of the scenario – the personal phones of the audience taking pictures of Noah's seventeen-year-old penis was not under the control of the EMARP.
Noah walked naked and barefoot inside the gym building and was soon returned without diversion to the locker room. Noah had expected a whole host of interference between the pitch and the changing room but clearly this was where the action was to take place.
The opposing team had followed them in – the lucky audience members who would be close to the action that was about to take place. Noah looked at his teammates as the remained close – ten handsome men in football strips.
"So... can I get dressed now?" Noah asked.
"Get dressed?" the opposing team captain laughed. "Of course not, the forfeit hasn't even started yet."
"I thought getting stripped nude in front of everyone was the forfeit?" Noah asked dumbly.
"No, Noah," Connor said.
"So, what is the forfeit?" Noah asked.
"They won the game so they get to watch you be fucked," Nico said.
"By who?" Noah asked.
Noah's team formed a semi-circle around him.
"By the rest of your team," Dale responded.
Noah was going to be fucked by ten men.
Even with all his experience with smut and gay sex, Noah had not expected this. An orgy was one thing but the proposal that ten men were going to fuck him was totally disgusting... or awesome? He was a seventeen-year-old boy and ten older teens and young men were going to bareback his ass?
"What about the cameras?" Noah asked.
"Our teams are standing up to homophobia in football. We agreed that they could follow us to show how accepting and normal sexuality is in the sport," Dale said.
Well, that sounded like total bullshit.
"So, in a way," Noah said in a flippant tone; "Letting all of you have sex with me will send a positive message."
"That's what gang bangs are for," Fane said facetiously.
The opposing team had taken up places around the locker room but Noah could already see how the room had been arranged (or re-arranged) to accommodate the movements of the lads taking part in the orgy and the camera team that were going to record it.
The Pushmore football team began to strip – a few left random items on that helped to maintain the veneer of the football scenario. Socks and boots or a t-shirt set a few actors apart but most stripped naked and started getting hard.
Clark and Fane sat next to each other on the nearest bench.
"Come here, Noah," Fane said. "You can exercise your mouth while the others get ready."
Noah bet over and dipped his head over Fane's proud erection. Fane pumped his hips and Noah felt the cock slide into his mouth even without dropping his head lower. Noah steadied himself with one hand on the bench while his mouth gobbled and the other hand reached for Clark's cock. Within moments of commencing the simultaneous blowjob and masturbation, Noah felt a cock pressing against his hole.
Noah could feel it was raw – the moist and spongy head pressed until Noah's sphincter opened and then pumping began. Taking a breather for a moment, Noah looked over his shoulder and saw Nico was the one whose pelvis was making smacking noises against hit tiny ass.
Noah moaned – he was bent over and getting fucked, with one hand on the bench to brace himself. He switched hands so he could jerk Fane instead and suck on Clark's cock but he remained bent over and bare backed by the first of his teammates. The rhythm of the thrusts as the collided with Noah's buttocks got faster until Nico was breathing hard.
All around Noah, he could see his naked teammates jerking and kissing each other and occasionally offering Noah a pat on the head or a stroke of his milky, smooth back. Noah felt Nico pull out and a fatter cock took its place. This time Cyril shoved his cock inside the teenager, rougher than Noah was used to but by no means aggressive or painful.
When Noah came up for air, Clark smeared his leaking cock around Noah's lips.
Noah looked to his left and saw the brothers Connor and Callum were kissing. The sight of them was very exciting. They weren't just kissing, but grabbing each other's cocks and jerking each other too. The cameras seemed to follow Noah's gaze and he had to admit he was slightly jealous that they were taking some of his attention.
A cock patted against Noah's sacrum; it was a loud, meaty slap that left a splat of goo at the base of Noah's spine. Noah looked over his shoulder and saw Liam lining up his cock. It was the third rawdogging cock to enter his ass within a quarter of an hour. None of them had cum yet and Noah rather hoped they wouldn't disappoint.
Liam was a gentle lad. The penetration was less spirited but Liam progressed with long and slow insertions that were just as exciting as the energetic or powerful thrusts of Nico or Cyril. Noah could feel his cock leaking as precum oozed without being touched but the stimulation of his prostate was more than enough to get the boy juice flowing.
"Are you forgetting something?" asked Fane.
Noah looked at the young man on the bench just in time for Fane to rear up and grab his head. Fane held Noah by the scruff of the neck as they kissed. Fane's tongue was messy and wet, licking Noah's teeth and flicking in and out until Noah's tonsils were thoroughly cleaned.
Noah was distracted on so many fronts that he didn't even notice someone had crawled between his legs. Suddenly a mouth surrounded his cock and Noah saw that Cyril was on the floor and sitting up to suck Noah's cock.
Noah felt a splash of cum over his naked back – Liam had pulled out at the last moment and unloaded a fantastic quantity of jizz on Noah's skin. Liam wiped the head of his cock between Noah's buttocks but then he was replaced by Nico again. Nico's second chance at penetration was clearly the build-up to cumming.
Fane and Noah took a break from kissing. Fane slipped off the bench and Clark slid in front of Noah. Still bent over, Noah was able to brace himself with a hand on either side of Clark's magnificent thighs. Clark's erection beckoned Noah, the tempting head gleamed with precum that mixed with saliva as Noah swallowed it again.
Clark put his hands on Noah's head, playing with his hair but not letting Noah up. Noah's nose brushed Clark's pubes. Meanwhile, Cyril was still sucking Noah's cock and enjoying the view of his pathetically hairless groin.
"Fuck," escaped Nico's mouth as he ejaculated inside Noah.
Noah felt some of the spunk leak out of his hole when Nico pulled out but the young man did his best to push some of the froth back into the slot. While Nico stayed deep until he was sure every blast of his orgasm was complete, Cyril stopped his blowjob and slid out from between Noah's legs.
Clearly Cyril was going to re-enter too.
The camera's recorded Noah's face, the lips of a boy stretched around a big, manly cock. Clark finally let go of Noah's head and the teenager gasped to catch his breath. Noah felt precum and saliva spill out of his mouth, leaving stringy threads of silver that slopped over Noah's chin and Clark's crotch and thighs.
Noah looked back to the brothers, who were now kissing Markus while Dale sucked Tarik, whose fingers were playing with Dale's ass in return. Connor and Callum dropped to their knees to kiss with Markus's cock between their lips.
Cyril's dick was inside Noah and Cyril's hands played with Noah's buttocks. He gave the cheeks a pat with his hand while sliding in and out. Noah could almost feel the pull of the mushroom head as it came within centimetres of pulling free from his ass. Most of the shaft was out when Cyril came in Noah's anus but the lad was not deterred and he slid deeper, very slowly, as his cock unloaded.
The camera's recorded the deposit of semen; the combination of deep and shallow jolts of jizz was unexpected, mushy and wet inside the teenager. Noah reflected that of the three people to fuck him so far, two had cum in his ass and one over his back.
Three down, seven to go.
Noah's legs were getting weak so it was a relief when multiple gentle hands helped him to stand up straight. Noah had been bent over while being fucked by Nico, Cyril and Liam. Noah turned around to see the three spent lads who had stood him up. With equal gentleness, Noah was encouraged to take a few steps backwards.
It gave the camera's an opportunity to capture Noah in his naked glory – hard and bald, cum trickling down his legs and sweat on his chest. As the helpers stepped back, Fane stepped in. He kissed Noah and groped his hairless balls. Noah smiled and then giggled, making the kiss feel funny. Fane put hands on Noah's shoulders and then applied pressure. A few seconds later, Noah understood – he was to sit down. Clark was directly behind him, sitting on the bench, and his legs were open so Noah stood between them.
As Noah sat down, his loosened hole dropped onto Clark's cock.
"Oh..." Noah said.
As Noah sat down on the firm rod of man meat. Noah braced himself by putting his hands on Clark's thighs; the seventeen-year-old could feel soft yet prickly hairs on Clark's thighs. Noah's thighs in contrast were totally smooth.
Noah watched as one camera swung around to capture his fourth fucking in its foreground and in the background, two brothers kissing over Markus's big dick. Fane meanwhile, was on his knees to suck Noah's cock.
Everyone seemed very careful to avoid stimulating Noah's penis for too long – no-one wanted him to cum before he'd been fucked by the entire team. Noah bounced up and down on Clark's dick while Clark caressed Noah affectionately. Noah's arms and back tingled as Clark touched him. Noah had to remind himself that Clark was only gay for pay. Clark added to his role by kissing Noah's neck, his short beard scratching at Noah's silky skin.
Fane coughed a few times when Noah rose up from Clark's cock too fast, causing his own dick too deep into Fane's mouth. Fane was however a professional cock sucker. As Noah watched Fane sucking dick, he recalled that Fane had a boyfriend.
Noah wanted to ask Fane how he kept up a job that involves sucking and fucking men and boys while dating a man he loved. Noah rather hoped the insight would help him deal with Morys. His reverie was interrupted by grunting and moaning.
Clark eventually wrapped his arms around Noah's body, first stoking Noah's tummy and then gliding up to grab his nipples. Noah gasped as his chest was massaged but Clark pulled Noah down into his own lap so Noah was sitting on the big hard cock. Noah's thinner, hairless legs flopped over Clark's laddish legs. Noah felt his perineum get wet as cum started to leak out of his ass.
Clark had just shot his load.
Clark soon found his own jizz spilling into his lap as it dribbled out of Noah's hole. It probably wasn't only his own cum either – there were now multiple men's load marinating in there. Noah looked down at Fane who was looking back up at him with big, beautiful eyes.
Fane's mouth was the second to take his cock since the orgy had started. Fane had enjoyed staring into Noah's bald groin as he sucked on the big, boy cock. When Noah stood up, his butt was smacked by Clark.
Fane sat back down but Noah didn't turn away, this time he lowered his hole towards the cock while facing his next lover. Fane, either out of excitement or impatience, pushed up while Noah was still getting into position. Fane's cock stabbed around Noah's perineum so Noah reached between his legs, his forearm brushing against his messy dick, and grabbed Fane's quivering dick.
A camera stooped to their level to capture the moment the erect penis touched Noah's sphincter.
Noah lined the cock up with his hole and put his arms around Fane's neck as he started lowering and rising on his fifth dick of the day. Fane had calmed down and was slow and deliberate in his anal penetration. Noah could feel the length of the shaft sliding inside him.
Suddenly, Fane stood up, lifting Noah with him. Noah wrapped his legs around Fane's waist and there was a cheer from the spectators as Noah and Fane bounced so slide the erection up and down inside him.
Noah enjoyed the moments of exhausted calm when he could just slide down the shaft and sit with it buried deep inside him. Noah kissed Fane on the lips while Fane held Noah under his buttocks.
"Do you want to fuck me, Noah?" Fane asked Noah.
"Are you done?" Noah asked.
"Not yet. Fuck me anyway," Fane said.
Noah felt two pairs of arms under his armpits and he was lifted free of Fane and put on his own two feet again. After being fucked by Nico, Cyril, Liam, Clark and Fane, Noah's legs were starting to feel wobbly.
Noah was guided to lie down on his back, his arse only just hanging over the edge of the bench. Fane climbed up onto the bench and squatted over Noah's seven inch, seventeen-year-old penis. Noah was about to bare back Fane while, any moment now, another man would bare back him. Even before Noah had started to slide his cock inside Fane, he felt someone lifting his legs straight in the air – his bare feet facing the ceiling.
Noah lifted his head from the bench and saw Dale and Tarik standing behind Fane. He knew what was coming. Both men were well lubed and Noah's hole was stretched so when they both started to fuck him, Noah was able to take it. Still – Noah was being double penetrated during and orgy.
The fact that the orgy had centred around him had been amazing but Noah also wondered if his hole would ever be the same again. With Fane fucking himself on Noah's dick while Dale and Tarik fucked Noah's ass, the boy didn't expect to be given even more work to do but Connor, Callum and Markus appeared around him too.
Markus put a hand on Noah's forehead and pressed down until Noah's head went all the way back, draping over the other edge of the bench. His throat was now a straight tunnel for the big black cock.
The brothers meanwhile each took one of Noah's hands and pressed their gooey fraternal cocks into his grip. Noah jerked the brothers and felt precum and lube which made his hand glide greasily over the slick rods.
And so Noah found his throat fucked, his hands wanking brothers' cocks, his own dick filling a young man and two men double fucking him – all at the same time.
Markus's cock brought tears to Noah's eyes as he tried to suck it, taking it deeper into his throat only because of the angle his head and neck were at. Being face fucked while his hands, ass and cock were busy was a magnificent experience. The cameras circled around the six roleplaying footballers – five of them engaged in sexual acts with the single twinky slut.
Noah could barely breathe but Markus was paying significant attention and he withdrew to let Noah swallow precum and gulp air. When Markus shoved his cock back in, he put a big hand around Noah's throat. Noah didn't feel threatened by the chocking position of the hand, he rather liked the feeling of it because the hand massaged Noah's Adam's apple and the great cock slid in and out of Noah's mouth.
Fane was getting more tired and had sat on Noah's lap a few times to get his breath back, just as Noah had sat in men's laps several times during the affair. Fane was now also beating his own cock and without warning sprayed his jizz onto Noah's body, plastering him with an abundant volume of seed.
The cameras loved the sight of Noah's chest and abdomen being doused with spunk. Once Fane was done cumming, he was helped to stand by Cyril and Liam – Noah couldn't help but laugh that Fane was tired. What about him? He still had five loads of cum to take. With Fane out of the way, Noah was given a moment to breath which he spent watching two men fucking his ass. Dale and Tarik were still holding Noah's hairless legs in the air, kissing each other and guiding their cocks into Noah's beautiful hole.
The fact that Noah was totally bald only added to the filthiness of the sexual episode. Noah's hairless pits were damp with sweat, his hairless chest and abdomen were dashed with cum, his bald groin emphasised the size of his seven-inch cock which now lay across his hip and oozed precum like a leaking tap and Noah's hairless legs were creamy and soft.
While Markus resumed his face fucking, Dale and Tarik pulled out just in time. They added their loads to Noah's body and sluiced it with another two loads of hot, sticky spunk. Three loads of cum on Noah's front and one on his back; three loads of cum inside him. Dale and Tarik made sure their final, weaker ropes of cum were unloaded against Noah's bare buttocks and across his pink hole.
The brothers were still being wanked by Noah's hands and Markus was still getting sucked. However, with Dale and Tarik finished, all three young men pulled free and looked over Noah's body as if deciding what to do next.
Seven down and three to go!
"Get on all fours," said Callum.
"Get on all fours behind me," added Connor.
Noah frowned without understanding at first but then he understood. Connor got on all fours and then shuffled his legs until they were folded under him. Connor's knees touched his nipples and the underside of his knees connected with his calves.
Noah draped his chest over Connor's back, transferring filth onto the fellow actor, and then manoeuvred his dick towards Connor's hole. Noah was pushing inside Connor when he looked up to see Callum standing in front of them. Callum pushed his cock into his own brother's face and Connor took it.
Markus meanwhile was the next to take Noah up the ass. The big black man was gentle but he didn't need to push too hard to slide inside Noah. Markus's thrusts made meaty connections with Noah's ass cheeks while his hands rested on Noah's hips.
Callum pulled his cock out of his brother's mouth and offered it to Noah. Noah had to lean forward, pushing him deeper inside the young Irish lad. Noah sucked on the cock and contemplated the relationship between the brothers – one that was comfortable with mutual masturbation and oral sex.
"Oh yea, suck that dick," Callum told Noah.
Adding another batch of flavours to his mouth, Noah could feel his tongue being coated with more precum. Noah wondered if Callum liked getting his dick sucked by Connor more than other lads. Their sexual comfort with each other was exciting. It wasn't just that the brothers engaged in mutual masturbation and oral sex but they were happy to be filmed doing it. Noah had watched them doing stuff together and wondered, deciding the answer was probably yes, if they had also fucked each other. They were very handsome men and the idea of the blood brothers having sex on camera delighted Noah.
Noah's mouth was freed and Callum offered it back to Connor.
"Suck my dick, Con. Yea, suck my cock, bro," Callum said.
Noah was still fucking Connor's ass as Callum fed Noah his dick. Then, Markus came and hot cum unloaded on Noah's back. The eighth man to fuck Noah's butt had finally ejaculated. Noah could hardly believe that he still had not cum yet – he's been fucked and sucked and still not exploded yet. Noah knew in his heart that he was hoping to soak himself with his own cum.
Markus pulled his cock out of Noah's boyish ass and tapped it on the creamy sacrum with a splat.
"Two to go," said Callum.
Noah lifted his eyes, mouth still full, and looked up at Callum. The cameras circled around them again and Noah understood what was about to happen. Noah pulled his cock out of Connor's ass and stood up.
"Lie on your back again. We want to look at you," Connor said.
Noah obeyed, laying on his back with his legs wide. Noah reached behind himself to grab the other edge of the bench and exposed his hairless pits. The brothers stood between Noah's knees and then pressed the tips of their dicks against Noah's sphincter.
It yielded quickly by they didn't rush. Connor reached over to grip Noah's dick and jerked it a few times while he eased the full length of his shaft inside the teenager at the same time as his brother. The Irish lads co-ordinated pulls and pushes.
The cameras zoomed in to watch the brother cocks sliding against each other as they pounded into Noah's butt. Noah was gasping for release but so were the brothers. Their thrusts teased Noah's prostate and stretched his sphincter and glided against each other.
Everyone had lost track of time and the number of positions they'd been in. There was one number Noah was counting – the number of men who had fucked him now totalled ten! Ten barebacks in the locker room.
The brothers could feel Noah's sphincter squeeze against their meat and the shafts slipped and slid over each other. Noah felt wetness between his legs and looked up in time to see the brothers pull out and unload ropes of cum all over Noah's perineum, balls and cock.
At least one of them had ejaculated some sperm inside him. Noah had been thoroughly bred by the entire team. When the brothers were done jazzing over Noah's groin the smeared their wet and spongy pricks against Noah's legs to wipe them clean.
"Do you want to cum now Noah?" asked Liam.
Noah had always thought Liam was the gentlest and understanding of all the actors he had met. Liam too had been sixteen when first scouted for the EMARP events.
Noah couldn't even speak. He nodded and Liam gripped Noah's throbbing hard-on. The erection was covered in cum and precum and saliva and lube. Noah felt immediate intensity – the kind of horrible pleasure that comes with blue balls and the desperate need for release.
As Noah got closer to orgasm, Connor and Callum took a hold of his ankles, stroking his legs while lifting them until Noah was rolled onto the top of his back. Doubled over, Noah's cock was pointed at his own face. The cameras prepared to record a mighty facial.
When Noah came it was like someone had turned a shower on full blast in his face. The spray was hot and hard and seemed to last for minutes. Noah's cum gushed, plastering his eyes closed and filling his mouth. As Noah's legs were lowered and he straightened out, he only added a more cum to his already contaminated body.
The real mess was all over his face but Noah drank all the cum down. Noah had never experienced cum shooting like piss into his mouth before and it wasn't an orgasm he would soon forget.
"Holy fucking shit."
This proclamation pretty much summed things up.
Noah could barely move. He was sore and exhausted and almost cried when he discovered it still wasn't over because someone was using a finger to massage the ring of his anus.
"I bet I could fit my fist in there now," said Markus.
"No!" Noah wailed and it was not a theatrical, faux protest.
There were some sniggers (and a few sneers) but Noah could tell it had been a joke. Instead of putting anything else inside, Markus put his mouth to the hole and kissed it. Noah enjoyed the soothing feeling of being rimmed.
Ten cocks had been in there, all adding their own juice even though not all ten had cum inside the cavern of his colon. Lips kissed around the hole and smooth perineum and then a tongue slipped in and out.
Markus finished this routine by standing up and then leaning over Noah. He knew what the black lad was going to do; Markus leaned over and kissed Noah. Markus's lips and mouth tasted of cocks and ass. With this gross but great gesture complete, Noah felt released from the scenario.
Noah sat up and tried to his feet but he needed support for his wobbly legs. Noah had never ever been fucked so hard he couldn't walk straight but now he could barely stand.
"Did... did you like it?" asked Dale.
Dale was very much the protective, responsible, older brother within the group.
"That was the most intense thing I've ever done," Noah admitted.
Noah looked around at the fellow actors, the cameras and the spectators. They had all been entertained and seemed awed by Noah's participation.
"As forfeits go... that was pretty amazing. I'm glad I didn't loss," said the captain of the opposing team.
"Maybe next time," Clark said.
The spectators seemed aghast at his hole being ruined like that and he had no glib response to the suggestion.
"I think I want to get dressed now," Noah said.
"We'll help you," Fane said.
Fane and the brothers supported Noah to cross the locker room and opened a door into a more private space. Fane went to gather Noah's clothes and Noah's curiosity piqued.
"Do you guys ever have sex with each other?" Noah asked.
Connor and Callum chuckled and looked at each other.
"Yea. Sometimes," Connor admitted.
"Most guys love the whole incest genre and a lot of people would think it was disgusting..." Callum added.
"Which is kinda what we love about it. The taboo, the offense, the forbidden," Connor continued. "It's just sex, y'know? We're not getting married or anything."
"Although I wouldn't mind having your ring on my finger," Callum joked.
"Shut up," Connor laughed and gave his brother a playful shove.
Fane walked back in, now dressed, with Noah's clothes and actually helped him to put on his t-shirt, socks, underpants, shorts and trainers. It was only after his t-shirt and shorts were on that Noah remembered the mess his body was in. The t-shirt was already clinging to his chest and back while the seat of his short was slowly filled with leaking jizz from Noah's asshole. The brothers had left to get dressed themselves and Noah pondered how to ask Fane what he wanted to ask.
"I kinda have a boyfriend," Noah said.
"Ok. What do you mean kind of?" Fane asked mildly.
"Yea... we're still figuring it out. It's really new," Noah said. "I've never had a boyfriend before. I never wanted one before."
"Doesn't sound like you want him now," Fane observed. "You don't sound very excited."
Noah wasn't sure he could really use the word excited to describe his relationship with Morys. He was excited about sex with Morys, about nude games, about role playing and all those aspects of sexuality and nudity but was he excited about dating?
"I don't really know what I'm doing," Noah confessed. "I like Morys... that's his name... but am I dating because I feel like that's what people do or because I really want to?"
Fane didn't reply and after what felt like a long time, he looked at Noah and realised the question wasn't rhetorical.
"Oh, you expect me to know?" Fane replied.
Fane chuckled and shrugged heavily.
"You have a boyfriend, right? And you do this," Noah gestured around the venue of their latest EMARP. "What excites you more?"
"Well... I don't go to Marvel movies with Mason or Dale," Fane replied. "I'm in love with Stan. He's my life but I love this job. They are different parts of my life like any work-life balance."
"I haven't exactly told Morys about all this. He said I don't need to give up any of my adventures..." Noah said.
"Adventures?" Fane snickered.
"Yea... like... like EMARP scenarios but in real life," Noah replied. "I'm not like most boys."
Fane laughed and nodded with agreement.
"I just worry that I'm not going to be a good boyfriend. I already know Morys wants me more than I want him and I feel really guilty about it," Noah admitted.
Noah didn't even know how long the relationship would last. What if they went to different universities in five months' time?
"I'm not a therapist," Fane said eventually.
This time Noah laughed.
"I just keep thinking about it. I feel like being in a relationship is a huge thing and it snuck up on me and I feel like nothing has changed," Noah confessed. "A week after we decided to start dating, I got fucked by ten men..."
"You're overthinking it," Mason said.
Neither Noah nor Fane had seen him arrive at the door. Noah had learned to see Mason as an organiser of the events but more cynically, a man who used him to make money. Yet Mason wore a sympathetic expression. Fane stood up and patted Noah's shoulder as he left.
"It's nice you have a boyfriend, Noah. A lot of the guys here do. Sometimes they date each other but most of them have lives outside of this," Mason explained. "You have a life outside of these events, Noah. That's a good thing."
"I guess," Noah replied but he wasn't sure what Mason's point really was.
"You can stop this anytime," Mason said reluctantly. "You have to decide what parts of your life you want to continue and what you want to stop. You won't do this forever."
That Noah agreed with.
"I don't want to stop... yet," Noah replied.
"Good. Like I said though, you're overthinking everything. You want to do this job and you want to try having a boyfriend. Morys wants you as his boyfriend. Start there, Noah," Mason counselled softly. "You shouldn't be agonising over whether different parts of your life are compatible. Everyone figures out their relationships a bit at a time."
"Ok. Thanks," Noah said.
"I'm glad you don't want to stop though," Mason Godetia smirked.
"What are the odds you're already planning my next scenario?" Noah asked.
"Ten to one," Mason joked.
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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.
Ongoing (interconnected) short stories: Anthology.
Short stories: Aiden's Accidental Autoerotic Assignment, Jogging Joe's Jaunty Journey and Peter's Past Posing Pictures