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 Thirteen: Noah, the Schoolboy Nudist
FRIDAY 05TH NOVEMBER 2021
"Hello everyone. The voice you're hearing is Marcel Morvan. These are my co-presenters Eko Tarigan and Mark Floyd."
Marcel's disembodied voice came from behind the camera. Marcel pointed the camera in the respective directions of his friends and captured the two boys in respectable Five Dukes Boys School uniforms.
"Hello," Mark said.
"Good morning," Eko replied.
"We are here to make a documentary about the day in the life of a very unique student..."
"Is very unique a thing?" Eko interjected. "Unique means one of a kind or unlike anything else, can you be a very one of a kind?"
"Thanks for your input, Eko."
Mark sniggered at Marcel's sarcasm but didn't want to take sides. They moved on.
"We're here to make a documentary about the day in the life of a remarkable student. This is Noah McNelis. Say hello, Noah."
"Hello," Noah replied.
"Noah is a very special boy. Do you want to tell us why?"
Marcel wanted Noah to be the one to tell the camera. Noah, who was dressed in his school uniform, already looked cute but slightly nervous. This was going to be great. Marcel had already used the diminutive and slightly patronising phrase "very special boy" and was looking forward to more creative verbal embarrassment.
"I'm a nudist," replied Noah.
"Yes, Noah is not only a nudist at home but at school too."
"Can you tell us a little about nudism, Noah?" asked Mark gently.
Eko's camera work passed from Noah to Mark and then back to Noah.
"A nudist is someone who enjoys the confidence, honesty and freedom to naked as often as possible," Noah said. "I love and respect my own body and other people's. No-one should be made to feel ashamed of their shape, size or colour or their gender, disability or anything else."
"Sounds a bit preachy," Eko observed.
"I liked it," Mark asserted himself.
"So, you think all bodies are beautiful?"
Marcel kept attention on Noah talking rather than in-fighting between the documentary makers – of which he was as guilty as Eko and Mark. They could sort it out in post-production.
"Yes. That's a nice way of putting it," Noah replied.
"When most people think of nudity they think of sex. Is nudism sexual?"
Marcel knew this was a relevant question. He planned to take plenty of liberties with the documentary but he also needed actual content to make the project legitimate.
"Nudism isn't about sexual satisfaction or intimidation. It's not the same as exhibitionism," Noah answered. "It's just about being yourself and enjoying bodily freedom."
"What is exhibitionism then and how does it differ from nudism, Noah?" enquired Eko.
Noah blushed because he was both a nudist and an exhibitionist and the three boys making their documentary knew enough to know Noah was shameless in demonstrating his body.
"Exhibitionism involves intense and sexually arousing behaviours or fantasies that involve exposing... your genitals to other people. Usually on unsuspecting people... to shock them," Noah described.
"People get sexually excited by showing their genitals to people?"
"Some people do. It's a type of paraphilia, I think," Noah revealed.
Not wanting to get too bogged down in other details and running out of time anyway, Marcel moved on.
"Thank you for telling us so much Noah. Now, about our project. Over the course of the day, we're going to learn what it's like to be a nudist in school. We're going to be following Noah everywhere and recording the ups and downs of his day."
Marcel, Eko and Mark very much hoped to record Noah getting an up!
"We hope you will all enjoy this film about a boy," Eko began.
"This film contains moderate nudity," Mark added as a disclaimer – joking but keeping it deadpan.
"We hope you enjoy; Noah, the Schoolboy Nudist: A Documentary."
The four boys were in the changing room. Noah knew that, as much as the three teens kept insisting this was a genuine project, this film was going to be humiliating and exposing. These were the two reasons why Noah agreed to do it.
Noah didn't think most people would understand but when he found himself practicing nudism at school, he expected it to be all sexcapades and embarrassment. A series of embarrassing events that would befall him every day - but it wasn't. Noah was, if anything, a bit bored.
The boys at Five Dukes had been respectful and well behaved and of course curious and made whispered comments all the time but mostly Noah was unmolested. Noah wanted to be molested, dammit! Wait... that doesn't sound right!
"Noah, why don't you carry on with your usual routine? We don't want to interrupt."
Noah knew he was an attention-seeker and any opportunity to capitalise on attention was something Noah was going to grab with both hands. With the three boys watching him and a camera trained on him, Noah began to undress.
Noah took off his blazer and hung it up inside a locker. He sat down to slip his trainers off and remove his socks. The tie came next and then the shirt was unbuttoned starting at the top and working down...
Marcel directed the attention of the camera to the centre of Noah's chest and as the shirt fell open, more and more smooth twinky skin came into view. When Noah's abdomen was revealed, the nudist schoolboy pulled the tails of his shirt out from his trousers and slipped it off his shoulders.
Topless, Noah reached for the button of his black school trousers and unfastened it. Noah unzipped as he stood up and unceremoniously pushed his trousers down. Noah's thighs and lower legs, hairless and creamy, came into shot and Marvel stepped back to capture Noah from head to toe.
"Do you always wear underpants like that, Noah?" Mark asked.
Underpants! Classic. The co-presenter could have called them briefs or even underwear but he had chosen a deliberately degrading and diminutive word. It accentuated Noah's appearance – topless, barefoot and hairless in nothing but a pair of briefs that would have fit a boy two years younger.
"Oh... yea, I guess," Noah admitted.
Small underwear on teenage boys was something of an embarrassment – or a source of mockery at least. In the front of his briefs was a little dunt from his penis and a rounded lump from his testicles. Noah turned his back to reveal the globes of his ass, the cleft at the bottom of his butt not quite fitting inside the briefs and therefore showing itself. The briefs were tight enough to hug his ass cheeks and emphasise the crack between them. Noah folded his shirt and trousers and put his tie on top and put them all in the locker.
Without turning back around, Noah pushed down the briefs and exposed his naked ass to the camera. With his undies around his ankles, Noah stepped out of them and then bent down to pick them up.
Marcel grinned widely as Noah's peachy ass bent over and his balls showed between his legs. Post-production would zoom in on the sight of Noah's testicles dangling between those silky thighs and round, velvety buttocks.
Noah stood and put the briefs in the locker which he then closed and locked. When Noah turned around, he didn't cover up so the camera captured a flaccid penis hidden inside a foreskin that was pinched closed at the end. It was only two and a half inches long (certainly less than three inches) and almost totally hairless.
"Are you ever embarrassed stripping naked like that?"
"No. It's just undressing. It's not a big deal," Noah replied nonchalantly as he slipped his trainers back on.
"And you don't get embarrassed when people see your penis?" Mark asked.
To punctuate the question, Marcel rotated around Noah, capturing him slightly to the side – now Noah's dick and his butt were in the same shot and in the background were Mark and Eko looking at it.
"No... I mean, I'm a nudist so people seeing my penis isn't a big deal," Noah insisted.
"Sure, but every boy in school has seen your willy, right? That's over nine hundred teenage boys," Eko pointed out.
"I don't mind," Noah said.
"And the teachers too? It doesn't bother you that adults are seeing your dick, your scrotum and your bare butt?" Mark asked incredulously.
"It's an all-boys school so of course all the boys have seen me naked and all the teachers are men," Noah pointed out. "Like I said, it's no big deal to me that men and boys see me naked."
Men and boys see me naked! It sounded seedy and Marcel hoped he could keep it in the final documentary.
The four boys heard the bell ring for the registration class so they needed to get going.
"We'll continue our talk with Noah, the schoolboy nudist, while en route."
Marcel then recorded Noah hoisting his schoolbag onto his back, the black straps helped to call attention to Noah's hairless chest and Marcel carefully failed to linger on Noah's penis – there would be time for that later. Besides, Marcel wanted to ask an embarrassing question when there were plenty of people about and during the movement to get to registration class was the perfect moment.
Marcel had timed it so they wouldn't leave the changing room until the bell had rung and the nudist schoolboy would need to pass through the throng of fellow students to get to class.
Marcel let Noah go first so he could capture the image of Noah's bare legs – smooth, long and beautiful – leading up to his little butt with the schoolbag resting atop of it.
Into the main corridor and the boys made their way towards the main entrance, past that and into a corridor with a few classrooms and then to the Loiter Lobby and the stairs that led to the upper floors.
Noah noticed that there were posters on the walls informing students that filming of a documentary would be taking place today and not to intervene unless invited. It made sense that the filmmakers would inform the students especially since there were very specific and strict instructions not to photograph Noah or face instant expulsion.
Noah expected some delay at the reception, just so the film would record him dallying around the entrance but they moved on quickly. The corridor leading up to the main entrance hadn't been too busy and the looks given to the three filmmakers was almost jealous.
Beyond the reception and the school entrance, they stepped into the corridor with the classrooms. It was in one of those classrooms that Noah had first stripped at school. Just ahead, Year 10 boys were lined up outside one classroom waiting to be admitted by their teacher.
The teens were fourteen or fifteen and saw Noah, giving him their first stares of the day. Every day, despite being underwhelmed by the more extracurricular attachments of being naked in school, Noah got stared at.
He recognised that a psychological phenomenon called the spotlight effect tended to cause people to overestimate attention they were getting but Noah was not overestimating when he guessed that a thousand boys looked at his squat, flaccid penis every day.
Noah and the documentary crew were halfway up the corridor when Marcel asked his embarrassing question.
"So, Noah... We noticed that you don't have any pubic hair."
The fifteen-year-olds giggled and Noah blushed. For most boys, just being naked would have been mortifying but they had all come to appreciate Noah was not embarrassed. Yet, questions like that had never been so publicly posed. The fact Noah blushed when asked about his lack of pubes was humiliating.
Moreover, the boys were so cute – all boys are cute – and Noah was caught off guard by the obvious but mortifying question asked in front of so many cute boys. Noah turned to face the camera and offered his response – and another view of his penis. This time Marcel did linger on Noah's genitals.
"I shaved it all off a few months ago," Noah was forced to admit to camera and in front of the audience. "It's just started growing back."
Noah rubbed his hand across the flat, bald pubic area. For all the times the teenagers had seen Noah naked, they had never seen the nudist touching himself. Noah's fingers brushed the shaved root of his penis, his fingertips detecting the faintest prickle.
Marcel zoomed in on the almost-stubble above Noah's penis. Then, just to add to the exhibition, Noah lifted his penis...
The queuing boys (not to mention the documentary makers) could not believe what they were seeing – Noah was touching his dick in the corridor!
...to show the silky, shaved sac that contained his testicles.
"You shaved your balls!" Mark said.
Noah had enjoyed being hairless – though at first he had been nervous because he knew his pubes wouldn't grow back for months. The shaving and defoliant had seen to that. His dad had been surprised to see Noah was still hairless as he reached his seventeen birthday a few days ago. His dad was already on his way back to America where he was currently working.
"Did... did you shave under your arms too?" Eko asked in a voice that almost trembled with excitement.
"Oh... yea," Noah replied.
Noah continued to hold his limp penis in one hand, subtly easing the foreskin back just a little, as he lifted his other arm and exposed his armpit for the camera to gaze. The fifteen-year-olds looked too – thrilled beyond belief that they'd had to wait outside their classroom for a few extra minutes.
Watching Noah McNelis touch himself, play with himself, while totally naked was beyond all imagining. Noah let go of his prick and posed with both arms behind his head – both bare pits exposed to the camera and the younger peers he attended school with.
"Wow Noah, you must shave your legs too," Mark said.
"No... they're just like that," Noah answered.
"But you don't have any leg hair!" said one of the queuing boys.
"We're going to be late if we don't get going."
Marcel spoke once he had finished filming the silky legs and the accompanying comments about them. Noah moved away from his audience and made his way towards his registration class on the first floor. Since Noah was leading, Marcel directed his camera from a lower position. Looking up at Noah's ass and between his legs. Noah hairless perineum was in the shot and the balls dangling between his legs swayed between his thighs.
Finally, on the first floor, Noah got to the classroom where the teacher was already taking the register. They were used to Noah being late due to his morning routine of stripping naked.
"Come on, Noah. Hurry up," the teacher said.
Since Noah was followed by Marcel, Mark and Eko, the teacher allowed all four boys to sit before continuing. He checked all the boys were present and then moved on to the announcements.
"I should remind you all that Noah is to be respected at all times and non-consensual photography is not only against school policy and morally wrong but also illegal," said the teacher. "Noah will be followed today by three students who are filming a documentary about Noah's experience. This is not an invitation for you to film also."
Sitting with his friends, Noah's heart was beating fast. Marcel, Mark and Eko were still filming him – nude in class and surrounded by his seventeen-year-old peers. His display in the corridor had been exciting but not nudism. It had been exhibitionism, pure and simple. His first real class of the day hadn't even started yet, who knew what else would happen...
Noah's classes went normally. The students packed into classrooms and the teacher talked or set them tasks and blah blah blah...
Marcel, Eko and Mark found themselves leaving the camera on their desk – pointed at Noah – and hunkering down to concentrate on their own lessons. They were in the Lower Sixth while Noah's classes were Upper Sixth so the trio were absenting themselves from their own classes for a day. All to film a naked teenager for seven hours? Who could blame them?
"Ok, so let's pose a topical question," Matty proposed as they left another lesson.
It was now breaktime and an opportunity to eat breakfast or a snack and (in Mateo's case) to talk nonsense. Marcel was following Noah but directed his attention to Matty for whatever question was about to be asked. They stopped in a quiet spot in a hallway on the ground floor just off the Loiter Lobby.
Noah put his schoolbag on the floor at his feet so his chest and back were fully exposed even as boys walked past in all directions. Marcel took up a position that not only showed Noah in all his glory but also captured the large number of boys in the background and passing close to the nudist who made no effort to cover himself. Marcel noted the number of boys who didn't just look twice but three or four times. Bewilderingly, some boys didn't even look once at the nudist.
"If there were a documentary about your life, what would you want it to be called?" Matty asked.
The trio of filmmakers chuckled and found the question charming and fun while Noah and the rest of Matty's friends groaned because Matty was a hard taskmaster when it came to answers.
"We Need to Talk About Herman," Ronan said dryly but then smiled.
He had only recently told his friends about being schizophrenic and that the voice called himself/ itself/ themselves Herman. It was a witty reply lost on the boy pointing the camera at Ronan, who blushed cutely. Marcel swivelled back to the star of the documentary and he was chuckling.
<<Did someone say my name?>>
"What's the joke? We don't get it," said Mark.
Ronan looked uncomfortable – reluctant for the whole school to find out about his mental health.
"In-group continuity reference," Matty told the filmmakers.
"Matty's documentary would be called We Can't Stop Talking about Kevin," Noah said to cover for Ronan's discomfort.
"Hey!" Matty protested but then shrugged, conceding that he did talk about his crush quite often.
Noah scratched absently on his chest and Marcel took the opportunity to look at Noah's nipples.
"Matty's documentary could be called, Just One More Question," Toby suggested.
Noah's friends and the trio laughed – everyone understanding that Matty was an unstoppable talking force. Marcel looked at the pretend peeved look on Mateo's face.
"Ok guys, we're actually meant to be naming our own," Matty replied petulantly. "But that's quite good, Toby."
"We could call Noah's documentary, Nudewhere to go," Samir said.
It wasn't like Sam to be so pass remarkable which made it funnier. It seemed to Marcel that they'd given up on naming their own documentaries.
"I need to go pee... that's where I'm going," Noah responded.
Marcel started to follow and Noah looked over his shoulder.
"Come on guys. You don't need to follow me to the toilet," Noah complained.
"What if something interesting happens of the way?"
Marcel, as the cameraman, was the only one who was never seen on the camera screen – his voice disembodied.
"Exactly. We want to document every part of your day," Mark said.
"You're not going for a number 2 are you?" Eko asked because they probably wouldn't document that!
"No," Noah replied.
"I suppose going to the toilet is easier for you Noah, since you don't need to take you bits out first."
Marcel had a way of commenting that made him sound mocking and a bit condescending. It was the perfect combination for demeaning Noah just how he liked it.
In the toilet, Noah walked up to the urinal. Noah wasn't sure what would happen when the filmmaker literally followed him in but he didn't expect them to stand beside the urinal to actually film him pee.
Marcel was quick to get into position so that he captured two boys from his own year (the Lower Sixth) before they saw the camera or put their penises away. Marcel didn't get a good look at Leon and Sven's dicks at the time but that's what rewind and freezeframe were for.
"Fuck off, man," Sven said angrily.
"Dude! Not cool," Leon added.
Neither seemed to appreciate being filmed at the urinal, hastily packing their appendages back inside their trousers, washing their hands and leaving. Mark and Eko were busy apologising while Marcel continued to record Noah.
"You're really going to record me pee?" Noah asked.
"Every aspect of your experience as a nudist will interest people, Noah."
Marcel actually sounded convincing as he captured a full side shot of Noah – feet covered by his trainers but otherwise exposed. Noah's svelte legs joined onto a pert bum and his gangly arms managed to leave his nipples exposed while holding his penis.
Noah pulled back the foreskin so he didn't spray in all directions and concentrated on ignoring the filmmakers. Noah's stream of almost-clear yellow urine rushed out and Marcel suppressed a snigger while he was re-joined by his friends who had made peace with their peers.
Recording a boy pee would appeal to some people – urophllia is a thing after all – but mostly Marcel was after an opportunity to expose an intimate bodily function. Noah was proud of his penis and unashamed of it whether flaccid or hard but capturing it with piss whizzing out must have been embarrassing even for Noah.
"Do you ever catch people looking at you while you pee, Noah?" asked Eko.
Noah turned to face the camera with all three filmmakers behind the lenses.
"Sure, there's three weirdos looking at me now," Noah joking replied.
The trio laughed appreciatively.
"Don't forget to wash your hands," Mark reminded.
Noah didn't need reminding.
By the time Noah and documentary makers returned to Mateo and the others, the conversation had changed somewhat.
"...And that's when he said that pizza isn't a food group and pineapple pizza isn't one of my five a day anyway," Mateo complained.
The bell rang to signal the end of breaktime.
"Oh, thank fuck," Toby said as if he were traumatised and led the way to the next class.
Again, Marcel followed Noah from several steps behind as they ascended the stairs.
"I had another question for you Noah but it can wait until later."
Marcel's casual voice sounded very much like Noah was not going to like the question.
It was Marcel's feeling that the documentary evidence of a normal day in the life of a nudist could use some excitement. It was, so far, a bit dull. Noah sat in class and Marcel contemplated what he wanted to ask Noah – specifically, what he wanted Noah to do. Would Noah agree? If he had known Noah better he wouldn't have doubted it.
The class before lunch was nearly finished and quiet chatting broke out as the lesson had concluded and the work was done. Marcel got Noah's attention to ask his question.
"Noah... do you ever accidentally... you know."
Noah looked at Marcel quizzically and then realised what Marcel was asking.
"Do I ever get an erection? Sometimes, I guess. Not at school so far," Noah admitted.
As a nudist, Noah derived no explicit sexual satisfaction from being naked – as he had already explained. As an exhibitionist? That was another matter. However, at school, Noah was a nudist and getting aroused was not something he worried about or thought about. Noah's school life was not an EMARP fantasy or he wouldn't be allowed to be a nudist anymore.
This was a school, not a brothel!
"It seems like the kind of problem a nudist might experience and we could learn a lot from seeing how you deal with it."
The way Marcel articulated it, it sounded like a portent and Noah found himself feeling a flutter of excitement. Noah had been naked every school day for two months and the students had grown used to seeing Noah's willy every time he passed by. How would they react if he got hard? The way Noah saw it, the worst (or best, depending on one's point of view) that could happen was that the school would put an end to his nude term.
The bell rang for lunchtime and Noah lingered because he knew that delaying his departure would give the corridors time to fill with students. The lunch hour for Year 10 to Year 13 meant that boys aged fourteen to seventeen or eighteen would now be in the corridors or headed to the cafeteria.
Noah hadn't even thought about how he was going to be filmed naked in the cafeteria. He just hoped that arousal and the lunch line did not coincide.
The classroom was filled with the sound of chairs scraping the floor and boys hustling and bustling, chatting and carrying on. Noah followed his friends but looked at Marcel as he was about to leave the classroom; over the directors shoulder was Mark who made a masturbation gesture with a wave of his fist and Eko who shrugged as if to say it was up to Noah.
An accidental arousal.
Noah walked into the corridor and began to think sexy thoughts. They say that if you're nervous you should imagine an audience in their underwear or naked. Noah imagined a similar principle applied if you were not nervous. Noah mentally undressed the thirty or forty kids who were milling around for post-class discussions before the eventual cafeteria gathering.
As Marcel followed Noah, he caught Noah's flaccid dick thickening but no-one in the corridor had noticed yet. With effort, such as focussing on Matty's ass, Noah started to get firmer, swelling over a few seconds. Marcel was delighted with the visual – Noah's dick in the lower left of the frame and the corridor with dozens of boys in school uniform taking up the rest of the field.
The CMNM visual was one Marcel would enjoy editing.
Noah was concentrating on getting aroused while simultaneously focusing on not noticing his predicament. Once Noah was fully hard, his big dick taking up more of the screen than it had before, Marcel captured the sight of a younger boy noticing Noah's cock and elbowed his buddy.
"Hey, what're you..." the other younger boy was directed to look towards Noah and his jaw dropped.
Noah's full and totally unnoticed erection was hard and hot. More boys turned to notice and then more, eventually attracting enough atypical attention for Matty to look over his shoulder to see Noah with a full-on hard-on.
"Noah..." Matty started to say but he was beaten to the big reveal.
"I think you've got a problem, mate," said a boy in the Lower Sixth.
Noah didn't know his name but Marcel et al would.
"Oh goodness, Noah! You have a boner!"
Noah turned towards Marcel as he called the attention of the entire corridor to Noah's hard cock. Noah tried to cover it up – partly with his hands and partly with his forearm. His hands scrambled against his sloppy dick and he felt a moment of sincere embarrassment. Noah was really in school with his real classmates and he had wood!
The boys behind Noah, in the direction he had come from, all turned to notice him too and when Noah turned towards Marcel and his camera, Noah gave the boys in both directions a sideways view of the action.
"Is it normal for a nudist to get an erection sometimes?"
Marcel asked the question casually but raised his voice just enough to be heard.
"Yea... Sometimes," Noah replied with humiliation.
"If it's normal, you shouldn't be embarrassed. It's ok, Noah," Mark insisted.
"Yea, you're the one teaching us all about nudism and how the body is natural," Eko added. "You shouldn't cover yourself up just because of a natural bodily function."
Noah hesitantly (or with the appearance of hesitance) dropped his hands and exposed his seven-inch dick. There was a ripple of excitement and interest – indeed impressed gasps. Noah's cock continued to exude precum as it always did – messily and with abundance.
"Is it normal to discharge so much... stuff?"
Noah's cock stuck out from his almost hairless groin and bobbed as it emitted clear and sticky fluid.
"It's normal for me," Noah said.
The boys in the corridor could not believe Noah was hard and were embarrassed for him yet fascinated by it too. He was so big!
"Ok. Well, we should get to lunch, right?"
Matty let the way again and Ronan appeared beside Noah for moral support. Passing through the crowd as the headed for the stairs, Noah was acutely aware of how exposed he was and how his `accidental' erection threatened to change things at school forever.
Eko and Mark were behind Noah with Toby and Samir – there had been no time for the friends to offer support or condolences to Noah but that was ok. By the time they reached the ground floor, Noah's boner had gone down but there was still a resin-like residue pooled in and around the foreskin – precum that threatened to drip at any moment.
"Are you ok?" Ronan asked.
"I'm fine," Noah replied.
"Is that the first time you've gotten an erection at school?" Eko asked delighting in the volume of his voice.
Boys turned to listen in and snigger when they realised Eko had asked the nudist schoolboy. Those that had not seen the arousal could still see the after effects and more than a few were disappointed they'd missed out.
"No... the first since I became a nudist though," Noah admitted.
"Are you worried what people might think of you for getting a hard-on in the corridor?" Mark asked with a similar increase in volume from the norm or necessity.
"No," Noah replied simply. "Well... I guess I am."
Noah's confession felt real but it was real and the honestly of the moment was caught by Marcel who almost felt guilty. Almost, but not quite. The truth was that the whole series of events was so blisteringly exciting, Marcel was starting to get blue balls.
The next moment to be documented was the lunch line. The cafeteria was busy when they walked in but Noah was now totally flaccid again. Most of the Year 10 – Year 13 boys were already sitting or queuing.
While they waited, there was quiet and subdued talk amongst Noah and his friends. One by one they were served and Toby, then Samir, then Eko and Mark departed to find a table and save the others seats.
"I heard you got a hard-on earlier?" said a Year 11 boy as he and his friends swaggered towards the exit.
Noah didn't reply but the boy was grinning stupidly.
"We just want you to know we totally support your lifestyle and if you want to walk about with a boner more often that would be hilarious," the young lad laughed.
The cafeteria laughed too – nervously and with sporadic meanness. Some laughed sympathetically or regretfully that they had missed it.
"Would you ever practice nudism?"
Marcel quizzed the fifteen-year-old who scoffed at the suggestion.
"What, get my dick out for everyone to see every day?" he replied. "No way!"
"Noah, can you make an argument to persuade other to try your lifestyle? How would you persuade boys to walk around with their penises and bare bottoms exposed?"
"I wouldn't persuade anyone. There's no nudist agenda," Noah replied coolly. "It's all about how you feel about your own body and if you're comfortable in it. It's not about acceptance from others."
"So, it doesn't really matter if your penis is flaccid or you have an erection? You feel comfortable regardless?"
Marcel still managed to make the question sound legitimate rather than framed in a deliberately raunchy way.
"I guess it doesn't bother me," Noah admitted and it was the truth. "I don't want people to look at my dick, that's not why I'm naked. It doesn't bother me if they look at my cock."
There were some sniggers at the content of the discussion and its public forum but Noah had successfully survived the whole school finding out about him getting hard. If they didn't already, everyone in school would know by the end of the day.
"I heard you've got a big one though," said the cocky fifteen-year-old.
"Pardon?" Noah replied, genuinely surprised by the candid remark.
"I heard you've got a really big willy," the boy said swaggering away with his friends.
There was more giggles and sniggers and Noah blushed but he was happy the interview and the unintended confrontation were over. It struck Noah that this was not much of a documentary about a regular day for a nudist schoolboy when he was doing things out of the ordinary.
Finally sitting with his friends, Matty tried to break the ice.
"Ok, we're taking bets on how big the rumour mill is going to say your cock is," Matty said.
Noah scoffed at the idea but actually... it wasn't a bad question.
Noah was quite sure some people would not believe he had a seven-inch cock. Would some people bet he had a five-inch penis? Would other's overestimate and guess eight inches? It was a fun thing to speculate about for a few minutes.
After lunch, Noah had a double class and he was looking forward to the day being over.
He had to admit the scrutiny had been kind of fun. Noah liked being filmed, remember! Stripping, walking the corridors nude, quizzed about his hairlessness, pissing in the toilet, an accidental boner, the public discussion about his erection... all recorded for Marcel and his friends.
Noah sat at the back of the class but was starting to find it hard to concentrate. Marcel had angled the camera so that it caught the top of Noah's desk but also a view underneath it; Noah was in the bottom corner of the frame and a few rows of schoolboys in uniform filled the rest of the frame.
Mark passed Noah a note and Noah visibly tensed and stopped when he read it. Marcel could tell that Noah was thinking about it. It was a very simple request:
[Pretend you forgot about the camera. Jerk off in class as if it's what you do when you're bored.]
Noah had to stop himself looking over his shoulder at Marcel. Noah had jerked off in class once before but he'd came in his trousers that time and hadn't taken his dick out in class.
Those were the days before he was a schoolboy nudist!
It was bad enough he was totally nude in school, now Noah was seriously considering masturbation under the desk? Bare naked, hard and surrounded by boys – he could never get away with it... could he?
Yet the very idea was exciting so while the teacher talked at the front of the room, keeping everyone's attention, Noah placed his hand on his bare thigh and slid it up until the back of his fingers brushed his balls. Noah felt a jump in his dick and with mere caressing of his velvety thigh, Noah started to get hard again.
Marcel felt cross-eyed as he tried to look like he was listening to the teacher but also trying to look at Noah. The lesson was a year ahead of his studies but the teacher was really very good. Watching Noah was better.
Once Noah was hard without having touched his cock, his big dick stood straight up. If he came too hard, he'd flip the fucking desk! Noah kept his eyes forward and gripped his cock. As he started stroking, Noah had to concentrate on not pumping his hips into his fist or moving his arm too obviously.
Precum oozed from his cock and spilled over his hand. Noah dared to look around the room but no-one seemed to have noticed he was jerking off in class. His nudity was so commonplace that no-one thought to look for any other activity. Noah was hard and hot and leaking and he'd been seen with an erection by dozens of boys, his peers, just an hour ago. Noah hadn't realised how much he wished his schooldays had been more like this – more... more...
"Noah, are you paying attention?" asked the teacher.
Noah had spaced out and wish his sudden movement, he feared boys in the class would spot his hard-on. Why were schoolboys so cute?
"What? Er... yes?" Noah answered unconvincingly.
Had the man seen Noah's hand moving? Has his teacher been watching him wanking?
"To what's going on at the front of the room?" the teacher clarified. "Or are you thinking about something else?"
There was a ripple of giggles that died down as the teacher returned to the board to conclude his talk and set three questions to be answered independently. That would give Noah plenty of time to finish himself off.
Noah worked up a rhythm and starting to feel very hot. His seven-inch cock was messy and painfully hard as Noah jerked it and watched the rest of the classroom carry on none the wiser. Noah imagined standing up and shooting spunk all over his own desk but not even he was that bold.
Noah was very near his climax when he realised he didn't know where to put his cum. He was about to ejaculate but the teacher had now sat down and was looking around the room – would he see if Noah came in his hand and then ate it?
The man might and if he came to investigate and found Noah hard? Noah would be cock-deep in trouble. Neck deep in trouble.
He couldn't cum on the floor either or his chair because he had nothing to clean up with. Noah considered cumming on his stomach but then people would see it and he couldn't walk out of class with jizz on his tummy.
Thinking quickly, Noah tilted and pulled off his trainer and popped it on the chair, wedging it between his thighs. Noah scrubbed the head of his cock and curled his bare toes on the cool floor as he finally reached his climax. With one foot covered and the other as bare as the rest of his body, Noah pushed his hard cock down, feeling a pleasurable pain as he aimed his cock into his own shoe and came between his legs.
Cum shot with force like trying to piss with an erection – the cum was bountiful and sprayed, blew and exploded into his trainer. It took Noah a few minutes to calm down, his vision nearly swimming with ecstasy.
Then Noah picked his trainer off the chair, from between his legs, and put it back on the floor. A second later and the seventeen-year-old put his foot back in the trainer. It was already moist and damp from being sockless but Noah would have sworn he could feel the splodges of his boy stuff as well.
Thankfully, Noah had time for his firm and gooey cock to subside before the bell range to signal the end of the day. When the class ended, Noah's friends waited behind for him as usual while the rest of the class emptied out. Noah remained seated – although he was now flaccid and his cock was long since returned to flaccid, he was a little bit paranoid.
"You want us to walk you to the changing room?" asked Mateo.
One or two of his friends usually accompanied him but there was a sideways glace at Marcel, Eko and Mark that made clear they knew he had other commitments.
"It's fine, the documentary crew will keep me company," Noah replied.
As Matty, Ronan, Samir and Toby bode farewell, Noah realised that there were still two other boys in the room. Dural and Jasper were hovering around and offered nods and thumbs up to Noah's friends as they left but then turned and looked at Noah.
Noah stood up and stepped into the aisle between desks.
"Hey, Noah," Dural said.
"How's the documentary going?" Jasper asked.
"Fine," Noah replied nonchalantly while pulling his schoolbag onto his back.
"What's that slimy stuff around your penis, Noah?" Dural asked.
Noah looked down and saw that there was residue of jizz around the head of dick and some flaky remanets on his foreskin too. Marcel had focused on it and when he brought the camera level it was to see Noah's guilty face.
"Oh... nothing," Noah replied unconvincingly.
When Marcel looked back at the pair of boys who had clearly hung about just to torment him – but not out of meanness. They had experience with Noah and were intimately aware of his interests in humiliation.
"Uh huh," Jasper said – sounding unconvinced.
When they were gone, Marcel decided to quiz Noah.
"I didn't want to say anything while your friends were about but I couldn't help but notice during the lesson that you were masturbating."
Marcel was almost breathless as he said the words.
"What? You saw that?" Noah protested innocently.
"Noah was doing what?" Mark asked but he needed to work on his acting.
"Noah was stroking his penis during the lesson."
"Are you sure?" Eko asked Marcel.
"Noah can tell us for himself. Were you masturbating in class? Is that something you do often?" Marcel quizzed.
"No. I mean... yes I was but, no... I don't do it often," Noah replied haltingly. "I've never done it before."
"You've never masturbated before?" Eko asked.
"No, I've obviously done that. Lots of times. I meant I've never done it naked in a classroom before," Noah clarified.
None of this was technically true. He had cum in class at the beginning of the year but in his school trousers and he had cum in a classroom before but a fabricated one as part of his EMARP.
"Did you like it?"
"Yes," Noah confessed.
Noah didn't know how much footage would be usable for the documentary or how long their film would be but he fully expected it to be humiliating and revealing – figuratively and literally. Especially with revelations like that.
"We should get you back to the changing room," Mark said.
The return journey was unremarkable for Noah but the trio got some really nice footage of Noah's bare butt and limp dick as he walked through the corridors again. Students milling about maintained the school atmosphere and it was exactly the kind of thing Noah would love to watch if anyone else in the world were crazy enough to do what he did.
Noah always got a thrill from watching implied nudity on TV or scenes where a guy drops a towel or someone takes a revenge pic of a lad in underwear. There was something so exciting about it and Noah wished more than anything that he could watch a naked boy in school while there were other schoolboys or teachers around to watch them. The clothed male, naked male scenario was one that he participated in as the naked male but never the clothed male.
They were back to the changing room and Noah had a keen intuition that there was something more the three lads wanted.
"Thank you for following me around today," Noah said.
"We should be thinking you," Eko said.
"Yea, we're so grateful," Mark agreed.
"Was it embarrassing? Getting a boner and us noticing you playing with yourself in class?"
Cleverly humiliating until the very end, Marcel's question was a good one.
"I suppose I was embarrassed. I'm proud of my body and the way I look. Everybody is a bit different but I'm not ashamed of being too thin or having too small a penis when flaccid," Noah discussed.
"It was not quite a normal day for you today though, was it?" Eko suggested.
"I guess not. Every day is different. I hope I don't get another erection tomorrow," Noah said.
"Thank you Noah. You've been amazing. And so ends our documentary about Noah the schoolboy nudist."
Marcel looked from the camera screen to Noah but even though he had signed off the end of the documentary, he hadn't turned the camera off. Noah went straight to the point.
"What else do you want?" Noah asked. "I can always tell when there's more."
"Busted," Mark laughed and patted Marcel's back.
"I'm out," Eko said and turned on his heel.
"You're going?" Noah asked the tall black lad.
"You're good-looking Noah but not really my type," Eko said.
"Oh..." Noah said and he didn't mind admitting, was a little hurt.
"I'm out too... I mean not out in a gay way... I'm not gay... not that there's anything wrong with it..." Mark stumbled.
Noah had to admit he was a little surprised to hear Mark say he wasn't gay. He had assumed all three boys were gay. The confession did not mean Mark was straight. Noah wished Mark and Eko would stay but Marcel hadn't moved anywhere and he was clearly looking for something.
"Thank you for clearing that up, mate," Marcel told his friend.
Mark rolled his eyes.
"Today was fun though. I don't know why you do what you do, Noah, but it was fun," Mark said.
So, Mark wasn't gay but he didn't mind looking at naked boys? Noah needed to remind his self-centred mind that some boys got a kick out of the humiliation of others without actually being sexually attracted. Maybe Mark was bisexual or queer or curious...
"Yea, man. You're a pretty amazing guy," Eko agreed. "Pretty. Amazing. Very odd, too."
Noah chuckled.
"So, you guys can go now..." Marcel said pointedly.
Eko and Mark departed and Marcel was left alone with Noah. It was slightly amusing that Marcel had been so confident and assertive and flirtatious but was now slightly timid. Noah closed the distance between then and pressed his body against Marcel; he reached around and grabbed Marcel's butt with both hands – a cheek in each hand.
Marcel relaxed into the kiss and it became more intense. It was fun to be fully clothed in his school uniform while Noah was bare naked.
"So... you've got a lot of experience, do you?" Marcel asked.
Noah nodded emphatically.
"Dating anyone?" Marcel asked.
"No," Noah confirmed with an emphatic shake of his head.
"You just... do what you want with who you want?" Marcel wondered.
"I choose who I want to do things with and I choose the things I do," Noah rephrased.
Noah wasn't exactly classy but he didn't want to give the impression of being easy.
"What kind of things?" Marcel asked.
"I like lots of cum. I like being messy. I love scenarios and being bossed around... and I like feeling safe by establishing ground rules. So just tell me what you have in mind, Marcel," Noah said gently.
Marcel looked sheepish yet Noah suspected Marcel's demands would be unambitious. He was a good-looking lad – good looking enough for Noah to be happy with some kind of tryst.
"Would you give me a blowjob?" Marcel asked.
"Yea," Noah replied happily – enthusiastically even.
"And let me cum on your face?" Marcel questioned.
"My favourite place for people to cum," Noah confirmed.
Marcel laughed and looked Noah up and down – he'd never get over how simply beautiful Noah was.
"And let me film it?" Marcel asked. "I won't show anyone. I promise."
Noah was given pause but it came down to whether he believed Marcel would share a video of his own cock getting sucked. Noah thought not.
"I want you to show it to one person," Noah finally said. "Me. Send it to me, ok?"
Marcel nodded and turned his camera back on Noah, panning up and then down the boy. The viewer revealed Noah's beautiful legs and the five o'clock shadow of his pubes and his lovely brown nipples.
"Take your trainers off. I want you bare naked and bare foot," Marcel said.
"Ok," Noah agreed enjoying Marcel taking command.
Marcel recorded Noah's bare feet – smooth size 10's with tendon and faint blue veins marking their surface.
"Get on your knees," Marcel ordered.
Noah dropped to his knees and on the floor, Noah looked up into the camera. The naked boy looked small and timorous.
"Take my dick out," Marcel said.
Noah had not seen Marcel's dick before so didn't know what to expect. The cock Noah pulled out was just over six inches long and circumcised. Marcel's cock jutted out from his trousers against his black trousers and shite shirt, it offered the perfect schoolboy appearance to his recording.
"Put it in your mouth," Marcel said.
Marcel recorded Noah as he opened his mouth and wrapped lips around the meaty cock. Noah's head tilted and bobbed as he suckled on the fuck pole. Noah was only seventeen but he must have sucked at least twenty cocks. He had actually lost count! Marcel did not have a remarkable cock but it was very tasty. Of all the cocks Noah had put in his mouth, this was certainly the most recent.
"Look up," Marcel said.
Noah looked up into the camera with the cock in his mouth and his big eyes making him look beautiful.
"I saw you naked on the beach during the summer. Do you remember that?" Marcel asked.
Noah made a "mmm" noise because he still had a dick in his mouth. Noah had started to get hard and Marcel recorded the thickening and lengthening of the penis in Noah's shaved lap. Noah's bare shoulders and chest, the tuck of his tummy and his thighs were all within sight of the camera; of course, Noah's face was closest to the camera and the sight of a school uniform framed dick sliding in and out of it was delightful.
"You were just walking around the beach a few miles from here... naked and barefoot..." Marcel said – he was getting very aroused and excited.
Noah took the dick from his mouth – streams of cum and saliva spilling out. Noah licked it all up and dived back onto the cock. His eyes lifted to the camera, filled with innocence that was just an illusion.
"Anyone could have seen you... boys from school like me and my friends..." Marcel said.
The commentary for the camera-recorded blowjob was a nice touch.
"What would you have done if a teacher saw you naked?" Marcel asked. "I guess that's moot now because every teacher has seen your dicklete. Your hairless body too."
Noah grabbed Marcel's ass and pulled his hips forward until the cock in his mouth was up to the hilt. Noah's nose was in Marcel's pubes and his lips were wrapped around the very root of the cock in his mouth.
"Oh. Oh, yea..." Marcel said.
Noah knew what that signalled and pulled his face back. The cock was slimy but Noah gripped it and started jerking. Marcel thrust into Noah's hand and Noah looked up as he stroked, keeping eye contact with the camera until Marcel shot his load.
The first blast was a surprise but not because Noah wasn't expecting it. Rather, Noah was surprised by the speed and volume that hit his forehead like a water balloon.
"Fuck!" Noah said.
Another shot blasted just below Noah's eye, again abundant and strong like a slap. The generous deposit dripped down Noah's face until the naked boy was able to lick it with his tongue. Noah pursed his lips to suckle on the gooey head, swallowing the remnants of spunk that coated Marcel's head. Marcel took his cock out of Noah's grip so he could tap it on Noah's face and wipe it on Noah's lips.
"Thank you Noah. That was amazing," Marcel said.
Noah didn't have the heart to ask if it was his first blowjob. Ironically, Noah didn't want to embarrass him if it was. Noah got to his feet and wiped the cum from his face. He wished the other two had added their cum to the mixture but you can't have it all.
Noah crossed the changing room and opened his locker, retrieving his uniform to wear on the journey home. As Noah got dressed, Marcel continued to watch and record. It was a strange thing to record the naked boy getting dressed yet it interested Marcel almost as much as filming Noah strip.
"I can't believe you let me record you sucking my cock," Marcel said.
"Really? You're surprised?" Noah joked doubtfully.
"I guess I do believe it," Marcel conceded. "I just think its amazing boys like you exist at all."
"Noah, the schoolboy nudist?" Noah replied with smirk.
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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