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 Nineteen: A&E – Accident and Emerging Gays
SATURDAY 05TH FEBRUARY 2022
Noah had never been to Accident and Emergency before because he had never been in a serious accident and had never experienced a medical emergency. The waiting area was so busy and noisy that Noah could barely hear himself think.
Noah didn't know how things were going to work out which filled him with trepidation. He bounced his knee nervously until he put his hand on his bare leg to stop it.
"Are you Noah?" asked the man in scrubs.
Where had it all gone wrong?
FRIDAY 04TH FEBRUARY 2022
"...Plus, Bran's mum buys the right ice cream," said Ryan.
"The right ice cream?" Noah replied.
"Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie," Ryan sad as if it were obvious.
"I think you'll find Phish Food is the best," Scott said.
"I think we should see other people" Ryan replied.
Scott laughed and gave Ryan a playful shove. Ryan retaliated by slipping his hand into Scott's and they walked together hand in hand. It was nearly four weeks since Ryan's dad had thrown him out and he felt at ease, calm and happier than he had before.
"I like Half Baked," Noah contributed controversially.
"You are Half Baked," Scott joked.
Noah had to admit that many of his decisions appeared to be half-baked but only to so-called "normal people" and what did that even mean? Noah expressed his identity and sexuality in a special way but he wasn't mad, deranged or crazy. Noah didn't say any of this because he knew Scott was joking and not everything needed to be taken seriously.
Noah, Ryan and Scott all attended different schools but Five Dukes Boys School had an after-school Drama Club that invited boys from schools all over the Five Dukes conurbation. Scott and Noah had been talking a week ago with Scott lamenting that his opportunities to spend time with Ryan seemed stretched. Noah had suggested he join the Drama Club and although he had no real interest in drama, it was a place where he could meet and hang out with his boyfriend.
Ryan had still not come out at school so he was nervous about his boyfriend being in the club which was why Noah had agreed to be there for moral support when they met outside the school. Now they headed inside to find Ryan's friends who were just inside the entrance.
"Where did you guys get to? We've been waiting literally forever," Bran complained.
"We've been waiting three minutes, man... that's not forever," said Glenn.
"I was being hyperbolic," Bran conceded.
"So not literally then. You said literally..." Glenn needled.
"I literally hate you, Glenn," Bran said to his friend and then turned to Ryan and Scott. "We metaphorically waited forever."
Noah supressed a smile at the silly banter – it was like being around Matty. Speaking of whom...
"All I'm saying is, calling it a hand dryer leaves out all the other things it can be used to dry, you know?" said Matty's distinctive voice.
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The four boys at the entrance watched Matty who was being trailed by Ronan and Kevin - they shared a look behind Mateo's back. While Kevin didn't crack a grin, Ronan did.
"Like what, Matty?" Kevin asked.
Kevin's voice had its usual flat quality but as the group had gotten to know him, they had learned to appreciate Kevin's dry wit, sarcasm and good humour. He didn't laugh or smile – at least not that Noah had ever seen – and he still seemed miserable but he also seemed to enjoy himself in the company of his new friends.
Matty, Ronan and Kevin came to a stop beside Noah, Ryan, Scott, Brandon and Glenn.
"You want the full list?" Matty asked.
"Sure..." Kevin said.
"Kevin, no!" Noah and Ronan jumped but it was too late.
"Hands, feet, face, hair, a t-shirt, wet spot on your trousers..." Matty listed.
"Gross," Scott said.
"...socks, phone you dropped in the sink... do you want me to go on?" Matty asked.
"Please don't, we beg you," Noah said.
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"Socks?" Kevin asked with a bewildered expression.
"Matty has poor aim when he's at the urinal," Ronan joked.
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"I told you that in confidence," Mateo replied in good humour. "Also, hey guys!"
There was a polite chorus of hello's followed by Ryan introducing Scott. Noah was sure there was a Venn diagram of who knew who and who had met who and who knew about who but it was much easier to just be polite. For example, Scott and Ronan lived on the same street. The fact was that, despite four months of MPC Exchange classes and Drama Club, the teenagers from the different schools still didn't really know each other any better than to say hello.
"So, Kevin, do you hang out with these guys all the time now?" Brandon asked.
Bran wasn't being intrusive or critical about it, he was genuinely curious because Kevin was such a closed book. Bran, Glenn and Ryan went to the same school as Kevin yet the usurpers from Five Dukes Boys School seemed to know him better.
"Yea. I guess," Kevin said enthusiastically – but it was hard to tell.
"I've officially adopted him," Matty said – he had to stand on his tip toes to pat Kevin on the head.
"Well, if you want to hang with us when they're not around..." Brandon offered.
"You can literally spend your time with us," Glenn said with a continuity joke at Bran's expense.
"Fuck off, Glenn," Bran replied.
"Sure. Thanks," Kevin replied noncommittally.
The fact was, he had already been spending time with Amos and Morys when Matty and his friends weren't around and when they were around, they all spent their time with Amos and Morys. Speaking of Morys, he was running late – according to Amos, he was busy with a complex art project. Noah felt a stab of guilt for not having shown more interest – Morys had mentioned it once before.
A short while later and Scott was sitting with Ryan and the others from Barons Edge Comprehensive. Scott attended Dukeshead Secondary school and he recognised the twins Bill and Ben who were a versatile pair – joining in with multiple other groups as it suited them.
Noah, Ronan, Matty and Kevin had joined Toby and Amos.
"Before we start..." said Ryan.
It was a big room but there was only two dozen people present so he didn't need to throw his voice far. Ryan didn't want to make a performance over what he was about to say.
"I've never done this before and most of you don't really know me," Ryan continued. "I can see a few boys from my school. Anyway, I'm gay and this is Scott... my boyfriend."
In addition to Glenn and Bran; Jonah, Kevin, Morys and Eric went to school with Ryan. For a boy who had been so insecure about coming out, he had gotten over it with aplomb since telling his dad. There was a "whoop" and a cheer from Morys and Jonah and a supportive smattering of applause. Coming out could be hard but Ryan was heartened that it had been made easy for him. The only sour face in the entire room was Eric – no-one knew why he even came to the Drama Club. He was a loathsome git who was never without a sour word to say.
"Welcome to the gay team," Amos said supportively.
"Are you technically gay when you're born as a girl and you're attracted to boys?" Eric asked obnoxiously, looking down on Amos.
There was a stunned silence as the air or support turned to one of unnecessary antagonism.
"You're technically gay when you're a boy and you're attracted to boys," Amos replied.
"Yea and he has a boyfriend," Toby emphasised the pronoun.
Eric rolled his eyes and didn't bother arguing this time.
"This is a Drama Club, so let's table this discussion for another time," Mr Cooke said.
Mr Cooke had been watching from the side lines. He had been pleasantly surprised that Ryan had the guts to come out and had not been surprised that Amos had been so supportive and kind. On the other hand, Eric was a kid that the teacher would happily boot in the balls but that would be unprofessional.
Mr Cooke had watched the exchange between Eric and Amos because he was curious what the reaction in the room would be to casual transphobia and because he trusted Amos to deal with it in a mature way. Mr Cooke was pleased Eric had received no traction with his comments and, for all his other faults, fully intended to keep an eye on Eric in the future. Mr Cooke hated the idea of the students debating the subject – debate basically meant Amos would need to argue for his humanity while Eric argued against trans existence.
Hoping to lighten things up, Mr Cooke challenged the boys to write something funny.
It came as a surprise that everyone raised a laugh at some point and excited discussions offered Mr Cook the opportunity to check out Noah and Morys without being noticed. The boys had put on quite a performance just before Christmas and Mr Cooke had been thinking of ways to get them back on stage and out of their clothes.
The potential solution had come from the two most serious students in the Drama Club – Dural and Jasper. They were working on a play about bullying in the locker room and Mr Cooke had a few suggestions – he hoped it would be worth the wait.
SATURDAY 05TH FEBRUARY 2022
Noah was dressed in mid-length shorts, trainers, a long-sleeved t-shirt and a puffer jacket as he approached the double doors. He peered through and saw a waiting room full of people and a desk with uniformed staff. He'd never been to an A&E before (where all the sexy nurses and doctors worked) so he was nervous about stepping inside except he had some moral support beside him.
"Is your stomach still sore, Noah?" Mason Godetia asked.
"Huh?" Noah asked with a perplexed expression.
Mason looked at Noah with raised eyebrows and Noah accepted the hint.
The last time Noah had been to the RAW (Refined Arts Workshop) Studio, the new setting had been under construction. Now, the main area had been transformed into an Accident and Emergency with curtained-off examination areas emerging from it.
It was over a year since his last medically themed EMARP so Noah was looking forward to this.
Noah was as ready as he's ever be so he stepped inside the noisy room. He saw multiple people looking around and smiling when they saw he had arrived. The patrons of the EMARP seemed to enjoy Noah's embarrassing roleplays and could only imagine what they were about to see up close.
Noah walked down an aisle with three rows of chairs on either side and approached the main desk.
The man behind the desk was wearing a green polo shirt and looked at Noah expectantly. He looked excited to be able to talk to Noah in person.
"Can I help you?" he asked with the air of someone who asked the same question in real life.
"Yes. I hope so. Eh..." Noah replied awkwardly.
"It's ok, we're here to help. Just tell me what's wrong or where it hurts?" the young man said.
"My stomach is sore. It's been painful since yesterday," Noah said.
"Oh dear, we should get you examined. What is your name?" the lad asked.
"Noah Flood," Noah replied.
"Date of birth?" the receptionist asked.
"November fifth two thousand and four," Noah replied.
Noah didn't want to give his real birthday but chose a date close to it – one he had been reminded of when watching a movie last night. A red-letter date in the history of science, November 5TH 1955. Noah imagined if they remade Back to the Future, it would be weird seeing a contemporary boy in 1992. Some of Noah's favourite movies were out in 1992: Batman Returns, Fern Gully and A Few Good Men.
"Ok Noah, have a seat and we'll get to you soon," he was told.
Great, even in a fake A&E there was a waiting time.
Noah looked up at the row of seats and the faces of the audience looking at him. Sheepishly, Noah took a seat in the front row, with another two rows behind him, and waited. Considering the scenario was totally contrived, Noah was still nervous. Needlessly and pointlessly nervous but the whole environment seemed so real.
The waiting area was hot so Noah took off is jacket and set it on the chair beside him. Noah bounced his knee anxiously but was starting to annoy himself with the jiggling so he put his hand on his bare knee to stop it.
"Are you Noah?" asked the man in scrubs.
Noah looked up to see Clark and was happy to catch a familiar face. It made sense they'd include Clark in a medical scenario – didn't he say he was studying medicine? Clark looked quite handsome in a blue scrub top with navy trousers. He grinned at Noah and the seventeen-year-old realised the hijinks were about to begin.
"Yes, I'm Noah," he replied.
"I understand you've had some stomach pain? Sorry we're so busy, we don't have any spare examination rooms right now... can I ask you some questions here?" Clark asked.
It would be totally unprofessional to ask a patient personal questions in the waiting room where anyone can hear but this was not reality – it was fantasy.
"Sure," Noah agreed.
"When did the pain start?" Clark asked, sitting next to Noah and putting a clipboard on his lap.
"Yesterday morning?" Noah asked – since he was making it up it was hard.
"And can you describe it? Is it sharp, dull, aching, stabbing, throbbing..." Clark offered some options.
"It's a sharp, stabbing pain," Noah suggested.
Was that a thing?
"Hmm," Clark replied and made a note on his clipboard. "And does it come and go or is it constant?"
"It's been there the whole time but it's worse sometimes than others," Noah answered.
Noah had watched just enough medical drama's to answer the questions but had no idea if they made sense. Not that sense mattered – Mason would already have arranged the scenario to be led in a particular direction.
"I know it's an embarrassing question but have you been moving your bowels normally?" Clark asked quietly.
"Oh. Yes," Noah responded.
"No change to the colour of your poo? No blood? No vomiting?" Clark asked.
"What? No... wait, blood?" Noah asked.
"There's no need to be concerned. I'm trying to rule out certain things. Like a bowel obstruction or inflammatory bowel," Clark answered like a professional.
"Well, there's no blood and no vomiting," Noah replied.
He didn't mind pretending to be sick but not something gross.
"Where is it sore exactly? You said your left side or your right?" Clark asked with a subtle emphasis on the left.
"Left... here..." Noah said, pressing a little. "Ouch."
"Tender left iliac fossa," Clark said to himself as he wrote. "Do you mind if I examine your tummy?"
"Sure," Noah said.
Noah could imagine Clark being his totally hot doctor!
"I know it's awkward because we're still in the waiting room but it would help if I could see your abdomen," Clark offered suggestively.
"Oh. Sure," Noah said uncertainly as he lifted his t-shirt.
"Why don't you take it off," Clark proposed.
"Yea... yes... ok..." Noah feigned hesitation.
Noah pulled his t-shit off by grabbing to bottom with his arms crossed over and lifting it over his head. His abdomen, chest and tufty armpits revealed themselves and Noah put the t-shirt atop of his jacket on the chair next to him. As he sat topless in the waiting room of the A&E Noah knew this was just the beginning.
Clark stood up, towering over Noah, and then squatted in front of Noah and pressed all over Noah's pretty, soft abdominal area. Noah winced once when Clark got to the left side, remembering his purported symptoms.
"Was that sore? Sorry, Noah," Clark said.
"It's ok. What's wrong with me?" Noah asked with a convincing tone of concern.
"Well, there is no obvious swelling here..." Clark said.
Clark punctuated his remark with a press on the left side of Noah's groin. Clark's fingertips were achingly close to Noah's penis – so close that his fingers had slipped inside the waistband of Noah's shorts and could feel the short hairs of Noah's pubes.
"...So I don't think it's an inguinal or femoral hernia," Clark concluded.
"I don't know what that means," Noah said honestly.
For the son of a surgical consultant, Noah was totally ignorant of physiology.
"A hernia is when an internal structure pushes through a weakness in a muscular wall. It presents as a lump and in the case of left iliac fossa pain..." Clark continued.
Clark's eyes lifted to look into Noah's and a smile played on his lips as his fingers slipped deeper into Noah's shorts. His fingers were no longer teasing the line of Noah's groin but actively touching Noah's soft little dick.
Noah's penis was a flaccid tube of boy flesh and Doctor Clark was touching the teenager in the middle of the busy hospital waiting room. Noah's eyes darted around to see if anyone was looking.
Of course, people were looking – they were expectant audience members of an Explicit Mass Attendance Role Play.
"...The sheaths that protect the spermic cord or the femoral artery bulge right here..." Clark concluded.
Clark's fingers played with Noah's dick for a moment before being pulled back. The doctor had just fondled Noah's dick in front of everyone in the waiting area and Noah was thrilled by the audacity of being molested with such public subtlety.
"Have you been urinating normally?" the doctor asked.
"Yea. I guess so," Noah replied – wrongfooted by the sudden change from being felt up to quizzed about his pee.
"Ok, we'll assume it's not a UTI," Clark speculated.
"Huh?" Noah said nervously.
"Oh, no need to be nervous Noah," Clark said supportively.
Clark was still squatting in front of Noah but he reached up with his hand. Noah expected a pat on his shoulder but Noah was treated to tweak of his squishy nipple. Noah let out a short whimper and when Clark dropped his mischievous hand, it landed on Noah's thigh.
"Pain in the left lower quadrant of your abdomen can also be genealogical... probably not relevant in your case?" Clark asked. "But one doesn't like to assume based on appearances."
"You don't need to, you've already rummaged around my genitals," Noah replied automatically.
Clark laughed and there was an unexpected rumble of laughter form the other boys and men in the waiting room. Noah hoped it hadn't ruined the sexual mood of the scenario.
"Genealogical means genetics, Noah. But since you mentioned your genitals, we should rule out one last thing," Clark said professionally. "Something else can also cause the kind of pain you described... testicular torsion."
"Testwhat?" Noah responded with feigned panic.
"Testicular torsion is when your testicle becomes twisted inside your scrotum," Clark replied reassuringly.
Noah was not reassured and he had to remind himself there was nothing actually wrong with him!
"Don't worry. Obviously we can't examine your testicles here in the waiting area..." the doctor said.
There was a groan of disappointment and Clark paused just long enough to punctuate the absurdity of the comment when everyone knew that examining Noah's testicles in the hospital waiting area was very much what everyone wanted to see.
"Thankfully, I think a bay has just opened up. Come on," the doctor continued.
Clark stood up and Noah followed. Quite by accident, he forgot his t-shirt and jacket – was it an accident or was he so used to embarrassing himself that he left them behind subconsciously? Clark pulled a curtain back to reveal an examination bed. The space itself was cramped and still in full view of the A&E waiting area.
"In you go. Just pop all your clothes off and I'll be right back," Clark said.
Without waiting, he turned and left Noah to follow the instructions. All his clothes consisted of shorts, underwear, socks and trainers. Noah timidly closed the curtain and sat on the examination table – facing the now obscured waiting area.
A curtain was all that separated the teenager from exposure.
Noah tugged his trainers and socks off, wriggling his toes as they were exposed to the freedom of air inside the room. Noah lifted his bum to take the shorts off and slipped them off his silky legs, dropping them on the floor. He sat in his briefs of a moment and contemplated if taking them off now was best for the scenario or should he wait until the sexy doctor returned?
Noah decided that he knew he was there for an intimate exam and he had been asked to strip so he lifted his buttocks again and pulled his underpants off his skinny arse, revealing his flaccid little dick. Noah popped the undies beside him on the table, beside his trainers and socks. He was about to get up to pick up his shorts when the curtain was pulled wide open, exposing the naked boy to the crowded waiting area.
Noah's flaccid penis sat between parted thighs that were hair-free. His testicles flopped onto the examination table inside a scrotum that was loose and had so few hairs they could almost be counted. He was topless too and barefoot.
Clark was standing holding the curtain open but oblivious to Noah's naked exposure but he was talking to someone just out of Noah's line of sight.
"We can do an FBC and urine culture just to be thorough," the doctor said.
Noah decided to cover his privates just as Clark turned to see him totally naked. In the waiting area, the faux patients drooled at the sight of the naked teenager. Clark suddenly made a show of realising his error.
"Oh Noah, I'm so sorry. I forgot you were totally naked in here," Clark said. "And here I am talking away as you're totally exposed to everyone."
Clark stepped inside the bay and pulled the curtain closed. His eyes spotted Noah's shorts and his foot landed on top of them, flicking them backwards as he stepped towards Noah. Noah watched them skid under the curtain and out of sight. He wasn't going to see them again.
Not for the first time, Noah thought about the number of clothes he lost during his roleplays. Mason probably sold them to an audience member – just like his pubes had been auctioned after he'd been shaved last summer.
"Why don't you stand up for me?" Clark said.
Noah stood and he felt strange being in hospital barefoot and bare naked. He could still hear the sounds of the hospital – beeps and phones ringing – and the rabble of impatient patients in the waiting area.
"I'm going to examine your testicles for torsion like we discussed earlier," Clark intoned.
"Ok," Noah replied.
"Can you put your hands on your head for me?" Clark asked.
If Clark were doing this for real he would have the man put his hands at his sides but Noah was a special boy and this was a special place. It looked and felt so much like a hospital – unsettlingly so – but Clark was doing things to Noah that he would never do (and would never want to do) to a boy in reality.
Like a murder mystery writer who doesn't really want kill people.
Or an author of erotic fiction who doesn't actually want to have sex with boys.
Reality was a different thing. Clark was a doctor who didn't want to seduce or abuse his patients. However...
The fantasy of the situation was incredible. Clark was a straight man who was paid to be intimate with men; there were those who would never understand that a straight man could do the things he had done. They would say he was in denial or experimenting but he wasn't – the money was good.
Clark would admit that there was a certain je ne sais quoi about exposing and humiliating someone that he found sexually satisfying even if it was man he was doing it to.
Or in Noah's case, a young man.
Clark took Noah's balls in his hands and rolled them between his fingers. Noah gasped and looked down at his dick which was flopped over Clark's thumb while his testes were in the palm of Clark's hands and being fondled. Clark hadn't even put gloves on to examine the teenager.
"Well, I don't feel anything you should be too concerned about," Clark assured Noah.
Clarks voice was so comforting and soft that Noah was almost convinced of his credentials. If the young man weren't fondling his balls, Noah would have really believed Clark was a doctor.
"Ok. Thanks," Noah replied.
Noah started to get hard and his penis lifted off from Clark's hand until it was ramrod straight and leaking.
"Is that normal for you?" Clark asked.
"What?" Noah asked as if he didn't know.
"The eh... the excessive pre-seminal discharge?" the doctor asked.
"Yea," Noah admitted – his precum was already forming a long and sticky string of ooze. "So, what's wrong with me?"
Before Clark could answer, the curtain was pulled wide open. Noah saw a gorgeous brown skinned young man around the same age as Clark. His name badge read TARIK MORNINGSTAR and Noah just knew things were about to step up. If Noah thought having his flaccid wiener exposed to the entire waiting room was humiliating, having his erection revealed was even worse. There were wide eyes and then pointing and more than a few laughs.
"Well, hello there, big boy."
"Why's he naked?"
"Oh my god, look at the size of his dick."
"He has pretty pits."
Clark and the doctor who had pulled the curtain back seemed oblivious to Noah's mortifying exposure.
"Doctor Rent, I'm afraid I urgently need this examination bay," said Tarik.
"I'm right in the middle of someone, Doctor Morningstar" Clark said.
"Doctor, this patient has a severe superficial index proximal phalanx laceration," Tarik managed to say without tripping over the words as he gestured to a man beside him.
Noah didn't know what it meant but it sounded serious.
(The man had a minor cut to the middle of his index finger).
"Oh, I completely understand," Clark replied to his colleague. He turned to Noah, "This is an emergency, Noah."
It wasn't.
"R-really?" Noah replied.
It really wasn't.
"Oh yes! You're going to have to sit in the waiting room," Clark said.
"Oh... can I get dressed first?" Noah asked.
He had been standing with his hands behind his head and finally dropped them to try and cover his hard-on.
"There's no time for that," Clark replied urgently.
Clark put his hand on Noah's butt and pushed him out of the bay. As soon as Noah was past the threshold of the curtain rail, Tarik stepped inside with the man pretending to have the equivalent of a papercut on his finger and the curtain was drawn closed again.
Noah shuffled nervously and uncertainly as he looked at the waiting room filled with horny men. A nurse passed and gave Noah an incredulous look but no-one offered to get him clothes or even a hospital gown.
Noah duly remembered the EMARP medical scenario from a year ago – when he had worn an adapted hospital gown that was almost as embarrassing as being fully naked. Noah made his way forward and sat down in his original chair. His jacket and t-shirt were long gone so Noah was forced to sit alone, nude and barefoot.
The sights and sounds of the hospital remained an exciting context for teenage nudity. Noah spotted a few subtle camera phones and more less-subtle stares from the audience that filled the waiting room.
Noah couldn't believe he'd been made to sit bare naked in the A&E waiting room. His jacket, t-shirt and shorts were gone for good and Noah suspected his trainers, socks and undies would be missing when the curtain opened again too.
When he softened enough, Noah put his hands in his lap to cover his limp penis.
"Oh my god, Noah?" said the next character to join the charade.
Nico, Cyril and Liam had just entered the waiting area and were looking along the line of chairs to spy the naked teen. They were all four years older than Noah, give or take a year.
"Fucking hell, Noah. What are you doing?" Nico asked.
It had been a while since Noah had seen any of the actors and they were a welcome sight. They easily passed for eighteen rather than twenty or twenty-one. Young, pretty and delicious boys but not quite as delicious or boyish as Noah.
"Oh...hi guys," Noah replied nervously.
"Why are you naked?" asked Cyril with a guffaw.
Noah looked down at his penis which was still concealed by his hands but his nudity was obvious. His creamy thighs clamped his genitals but his smooth thighs, legs, tummy and chest were a humiliating reminder of his exhibition.
"Do you boys know him?" asked someone.
"We go to the same high school," Liam said.
"I can't wait to tell everyone," Nico asserted.
"I can't believe your naked in the hospital waiting room," Cyril said incredulously.
"I had a sore tummy... abdomen," Noah corrected.
"We can see your nipples," Nico noted.
"And your smooth legs," Liam added.
"And that tiny patch of pubs," Cyril said meanly.
"Please just leave me alone," Noah moaned.
"He's been taking his clothes off for half an hour," assured a patient.
"Believe us, we've been watching," another patient said.
"You should make him show you," concluded another.
"Wait a sec," Cyril declared.
Cyril pulled a phone from his pocket to record Noah's impending humiliation.
"Stand up Noah," demanded Nico.
"No... please..." Noah pleaded.
"Stand up!" Liam bullied.
He wasn't very good at bullying – Liam was too nice. Still, Noah headed the admonishment and stood up with his hands still covering his genitals.
"Oh my god, that's hilarious," Cyril said. "Look at your bare ass."
"Move your hands Noah," Liam said.
"No!" Noah retorted.
Cyril was still recording but he looked at the other two lads who sprang forward and prised Noah's hands away from his genitals. They held his arms and Noah's penis and testicles were again exposed in the waiting area. This time it wasn't just patients and nurses but also three boys from school and their camera phone.
"Look at your tiny dick!" Cyril demeaned him.
Noah genuinely thought the word tiny was unnecessary but it was all for effect. Noah's flaccid dick was two and a half inches and his balls sagged underneath.
"What is going on here?" demanded Clark.
Noah was relieved to see the doctor and the examination bay was open now. Nico and Liam let go of Noah's arms but he didn't cover his dick.
"We're friends of Noah from school," Nico answered.
"Really? Why are you recording him?" Clark asked.
Before Noah could reply, Cyril interjected: "He told us to."
"Yea, Noah said you were examining him for abdominal pain," Liam said.
He was convincing as the one lad in the group who had paid attention to Noah's reason for being there.
"Oh, he mentioned that, did he?" Clark responded now that he had come closer.
Everyone in the waiting room were excited to see what would happen next.
"Normally we wouldn't allow recording equipment but if your friend specifically asked you to film him..." Clark said incompletely.
"Oh, he did. He said we should record everything," Cyril said while recording everything.
Noah didn't think it could get worse.
"Ok. Well, I was about to do a rectal examination to exclude obstruction," Clark said. "Do you want to watch?"
"Put your hands at your side," Nico whispered menacingly.
When Noah looked, he too was recording and when Noah looked at Liam, he was also recording. The idea of three boys from school recording him naked in hospital was thrilling. Noah and the three boys were led out of the main waiting area and into a corridor which was so convincing that Noah really believed he was in a hospital.
"His butt is so cute," Liam said as he recorded the sweet cheeks.
"You can see his balls between his legs," Nico commented as he too followed Noah's globes.
Clark and Cyril were in front of Noah and his classmate had been walking backwards to record Noah's full-frontal nudity. Two doors down and Noah was shown into an examination room rather than a bay with a flimsy curtain. A pair of double doors opened into the examination room that contained a hospital bed and an array of treatment room paraphernalia.
"Please. Boys from school shouldn't be filming me naked," Noah moaned desperately to the physician.
"I thought you said you told them to record you?" Clark asked angrily.
Actually, Cyril had said that.
"If you're lying about that, you could be lying about everything. Do you even have abdominal pain or was this all a waste of my time?" Clark added furiously.
"No. I didn't... I do have..." Noah stumbled. Resigned to the scenario, he said: "It's ok. Never mind."
"Great. I'll get things ready," the doctor said.
"I can't wait to show everyone in school," Nico whispered.
Imagine if everyone at school saw Noah's penis? If only his co-stars knew!
"We should get a life-sized carboard cut out of Noah and his little winky," Cyril added.
"We could show it around the locker room... and the Art class," Liam added with a giggle.
"No..." Noah responded.
"Noah, if you could kneel on the bed please," Clark said – pretending not to have noticed the taunting.
"Kneel..." Noah replied.
"Kneel on the bed and then bend all the way over please," Clark instructed.
While Cyril, Nico and Liam recorded every movement, Noah approached the hospital bed. It was one of the narrow examination beds like one he'd already been examined on in the waiting area.
Noah put his knees on the bed and got up, kneeling so his shins were on the foam mattress and his bare feet faced Nico and Liam. Behind them, the door was thankfully closed and Clark was again pretending to be busy. In front of Noah, Cyril didn't miss a single moment of capturing Noah's short dick. Noah leaned over until his chest folded over his thighs and his face was practically kissing the mattress.
"Look at his hole," Liam murmured excitedly.
"I've started a Live-Me on Sextr and already have a five hundred viewers," Nico reported.
Noah nearly looked around. Was this really being broadcast live? When he thought about it, Noah realised probably not but it was a great addition to the scenario.
"That's great Noah," Clark said reassuringly.
"Yea, thanks for showing your face to the camera," Nico remarked.
The straight actor put his hand on Noah's back. It was hot and tender and Clark couldn't help but appreciate how pretty Noah was. It was hard to remember his role in this event when his co-star was so devastatingly beautiful.
"Doctor, Nico said he's broadcasting this on the internet," Noah complained again.
"I'm sure he was only joking," Clark replied.
Nico nodded emphatically when Clark looked at him (of course he was joking) and then shook his head furiously at Cyril when the man looked away (of course he wasn't joking).
"If you don't mind, just raise your chest and put your hands forward a little," Clark said.
Clark put his hand on Noah's chest to prompt his movement and Noah was excited by the delicate touch on one of his nipples. Noah raised himself up, manoeuvring until Clark had repositioned him on all fours like a dog with his butthole still facing Liam and Nico.
Now however, Cyril was able to stoop to capture a horizontal plane of Noah's chest and his dick and balls dangling. Behind, Nico and Liam not only saw Noah's ass hole but also his saggy genitals.
"Oh my god. Two thousand," Nico said with awe.
"I'm going to examine your rectum now," Clark reported, punctuating his words with the snap of gloves.
Noah wondered if the man studying to be a doctor had ever done this before – professionally as a doctor, professionally as a gay-for-pay actor or just for pleasure. A man can finger his own ass and not be gay after all.
Noah felt a finger enter his ass. It felt good and the man's finger was indeed cool but also slippery. The lubricant he used let his finger slide in easily; Noah felt the knuckle pass the sphincter and then all the way in until Clark's fingertip was poised to probe the warm cavern of Noah's ass.
"I don't feel any obvious bowel obstruction. Has your abdominal pain got worse, better or the same?" Clark asked.
"Oh... I don't... know," Noah breathed.
"Over three thousand lucky men watching Noah Flood get fingered," Nico reported.
"You should tag Pushmore Academy then all the students and teachers will get notifications," Cyril suggested.
"Boys! Stop fooling around, this is serious," Clark said.
Clark's actions spoke louder than words because his finger was massaging Noah's prostate so the naked boy was starting to get hard.
"Look! Noah's throwing a boner," Liam called attention to it.
"That is a perfectly natural reaction," Clark said soothingly.
"No. I don't want boys from school to see me hard..." Noah lamented.
He could feel his cock lengthen and harden until it was six inches of hot and leaking prick. Another inch and he'd be fully hard.
"I think it would be helpful if..." Clark started to say but was interrupted by a commotion behind Liam and Nico.
Noah looked over his shoulder to see the double doors thrown wide open. He could see into the corridor and anyone walking past would see Noah naked, his bare ass exposed and a finger still inside it.
Luckily, no-one could walk past at the moment.
Unluckily, the reason why no-one could walk past was because the corridor was obstructed. The obstruction was ten young men in football strips and one doctor.
"Doctor Rent! What is going on here?" demanded Tarik – the doctor in the doorway.
The ten men sniggered at Noah whose bare butt, balls and dick were visible from where they stood in the hallway.
"We can all see what's going on here, doc."
"I hope it's my turn next."
"I'd love to put more than just a finger in there."
"This has got to be embarrassing, kid."
"This is the young man with abdominal pain. I was continuing my examination here because you urgently needed the other bay," Clark replied.
Tarik had been the one to evict Noah last time - for the man with a papercut.
"And now I need this room. These men were playing five aside football and were struck by exercise-induced hyperhidrosis and sinus tachycardia!" Tarik reported urgently.
(They sweated a lot and had a regular-rhythm increased heart rates due to exercise!)
"Can I have some privacy?" Noah begged.
"Are you three filming him?" asked one of the men.
"Yea. We go to school with him. He asked us to film him," Liam replied.
Did not.
"I'd never let my mates film me getting fingered."
"Please, this is humiliating," Noah said but his voice wavered due to a well-timed prostate hit by Clark
"Boy! Get off that bed now," Tarik said admonishingly.
Clark pulled his finger out for Noah to mobilise.
"Shit, I've got five thousand viewers on the Live-Me," Nico said.
No-one seemed to be listening to him except Noah who blanched at the thought of Five thousand men watching him – nude, fingered, caught and about to expose his erection to two five aside football teams, two doctors and three boys from school. Noah climbed off the examination bed and faced Tarik with a shame face. He couldn't hide his hard-on.
"What kind of a boy get an erection in front of twelve men and three boys?" Tarik said with disgust. "Get out now!"
"But... but... I'm naked," Noah protested.
"We can all see that. There is another examination room you can use but this is my room so leave now," Tarik said.
"But..." Noah tried to complain
He was silenced by being pushed towards the door. The ten men parted and Noah was pushed into the corridor by Liam, Nico and Cyril. Clark followed behind them.
"Examination bay one is free, Doctor Rent," Tarik said.
Noah was pushed back towards the main waiting area and with a sinking sense of certainty, Noah knew what would happen next.
"No. I can't go through the waiting area," Noah whined.
"Why not?" Clark asked.
Tarik and the then footballers continued to block the hospital corridor and watch the naked teen being coaxed closer to a new embarrassing fate.
"Because I have no clothes on," Noah said.
"And because you have a big dick," Nico added.
"You shouldn't embarrass your friend by talking about his penis like that," Clark said pleasantly.
"I didn't say it. Over five thousand people online are saying it..." Nico grinned manically.
Nico's phone was not the only one recording Noah's humiliation but it was the only one purportedly streaming everything live online. Liam and Cyril were still recording for their own private collections.
"Ignore them Noah, I'm sure they're only joking," the doctor reassured.
"But I am hard, doctor. And you're taking me towards the waiting area..." Noah said.
"I know but there's no other way to get to examination bay one," Clark said.
Noah could hear the waiting room sounding very noisy. Noisier than it had when he had left.
"Doctor Rent, the waiting area is getting very busy. Multiple erectile engorgements and preseminal discharges have been reported," said a lad in a nurse's uniform who eyed Noah with open appreciation.
He knew his lines well though.
(Lots of people were hard and leaking precum.)
"Come on Noah, I have lots of other patients to see," Clark said.
And lots of patients had Noah to see.
Clark grabbed Noah's hand and pulled him towards the waiting area, letting go of it just in time for Noah to stumble bare foot and stark naked into the waiting area that was filled with nearly a hundred of people all looking at him!
It might not have been a hundred, to be honest but it was a lot. Every inch of Noah's exposed body was examined by the horny men. The Explicit Mass Attendance Role Play was well attended whenever Noah was booked to expose himself.
This was what Noah loved most about EMARP – the crowded exposure, the live event of people who came just to see him and the very real exposure within a fabricated scenario. Noah's ears were filled with murmuring and comments but it was impossible to pick out individual remarks from the cacophony.
"This way, Noah," Clark said and he led Noah to another examination bay.
It was curtained off like the first one Noah had visited and when the curtain was open, the interior was in full view of the waiting area. The space was neat with Clark, Noah and the three lads who were still recording but at least they closed the curtain.
"Lie down on your back Noah and spread your legs," Clark said.
"What are you going to do, Doctor Rent?" asked Cyril.
"I should examine his anus again but this time I'll use a probe that will look deeper inside," Clark replied.
Noah was climbing onto the examination bed and felt utterly humiliated by the events so far. The phones recording everything, the ten football players, the waiting room full of people – Noah could still hear them just beyond the thin curtain.
Noah was loving every moment.
Nico, Cyril and Liam crowded around the bottom of the bed where they could all see his whole body. Nico was lucky enough to station himself right between Noah's legs so he could see Noah's balls sagging over a smooth perineum and his big hard cock above the testes.
"Try to relax, Noah. I'm going to insert this into your anus," Clark said.
Clark was holding a very big dildo. It was not enormously girthy but it was thick; the most significant thing about it was that it was about fifteen inches long!
"Fucking hell, look at the size of that thing!" Liam said and it was hard to tell if he was acting or reacting.
"Hey, Noah..." Nico said. "You have nearly seven thousand people watching you live on Sextr now. It's the number one Live-Me streaming at the moment."
"I told you they were putting me online," Noah said plaintively to Clark.
"Never mind that right now Noah. We need to get to the bottom of this," Clark said.
Amusingly, Clark brandished the dildo at that very moment. While the words implied getting to the bottom of Noah's abdominal pain, the gesture indicated fifteen inches.
"You shouldn't worry about the seven thousand Noah," Nico said. "You should worry about the sixty-nine boys from school who are watching."
"What?" Noah responded.
He sat up so more of his chest was visible between his knees, which remained splayed while his feet were flat on the bed. Clark chose that moment to press the lubricated dildo against Noah's sphincter and Noah let out a sensual breath.
"Yea. Harry says he thought your dick would be bigger. Danny says you have less hair than his little brother. Rupe thinks your cute. Ronnie thinks this is disgusting..." Nico read the comments.
Noah wondered if the comments were scripted or... surely it was not really being streamed? It couldn't be... could it? For the first time, Noah doubted his privacy. Which was ironic given his erotic pastime was a mass attendance roleplaying.
"You might feel a slight vibration," Clark said.
Noah's hole spread and he felt the dildo go deeper into his hole. Noah let out a loud moan and grabbed his thighs, stroking them as the pleasure increased.
"Someone's enjoying themselves."
The comment from beyond the curtain was humiliating – they could hear him being fucked. Clark was careful not to block the view between Noah's legs and Nico seemed to be the chief commentator. Liam and Cyril remained quiet for now.
"This is a good one," Nico continued. "Drake thinks you look like a rent boy. Oh... Tom can't believe you're getting hard with something in your ass. Matthew and Nev are offering to print ultra-HD pictures for the Sixth Form common room..."
"Oh... Oh no!" Noah cried as more inches filled his ass.
Noah couldn't see how deep the dildo had gone but the vibration was pumping up and Noah was so over stimulated that his hands and feet were scrambling against the bed.
"Try to keep still, I'm nearly done," Clark said.
Clark pulled the dildo back a bit and Noah started to feel the rhythm of it pumping in and out. Noah's erection was slipping and sliding across his abdomen, leaving a sticky trail of precum.
"Markus wants to say hi, by the way," Cyril decided to jump in.
"Wh-what?" Noah asked.
"He's on Chat-Me," Cyril explained.
Cyril turned his phone so Noah was on a video call with Markus. Markus was a few years older than Noah – a very handsome black lad with whom Noah had shared multiple EMARP scenarios. Markus was almost hysterical in his role as one of Noah's classmates.
"Hi Noah! Fuck, you must be really sick. Are you ok?" Markus asked but he was laughing the whole time.
Noah's hard-on chose that moment to hop with excitement, patting Noah's stomach with a wet slap.
"Yea. I'm fine... I think," Noah replied.
Noah jerked on the bed as his insides were skewered again by the dildo that must have been seven or eight inches deep by now. Who the fuck could tell?
"Man, I'd rather die of embarrassment than let someone pummel my ass like that," Markus said.
"I'm not pummelling, I'm checking for acute or subacute obstruction," Clark objected.
The addition of Markus to the scenario was inspired – who would video call a friend while naked and getting fucked with a dildo? Yet Noah was splayed and displayed – his image transmitted.
"Whatever, man. Noah, I'm having trouble with my Maths homework. I was hoping you could stop by later and help me?" Markus asked.
The banality of the question on a video chat while Noah was naked and getting ass fucked was a smorgasbord of themes.
"Yes. Yes! Oh yes, I'll help," Noah responded.
Noah dick was bouncing all over his abdomen and precum was now pooling in his bellybutton.
"Keep it up in there."
"Louder. Harder. Faster."
The voices from outside interjected again.
The whole waiting area could hear Noah's filthy examination.
"Wow, Noah. There's so much precum it looks like you're pissing yourself," Markus said.
"You can see that?" Noah replied.
"I can see everything. Anyway, I gotta go. You look good Noah," Markus said but he was laughing again. "See you at school."
"Oh, talking about school..." Nico said.
Noah looked at him again. Nico was still between his legs and recording like he was capturing a birth. Instead, he was capturing a doctor pushing the massive dildo in and out of a seventeen-year-old boy's ass.
"Fred says your taking that dildo like a pro. James wants to know if you'll pose naked for his art project," Nico continued to read the Live-Me comments of his debasement. "Olly thinks you're gross. George thinks this is the hottest thing he's ever seen..."
"Please. Please tell me you're making this up," Noah performed for the cameras.
"Of course I'm not making it up. Way more kids from school are watching now by the way, I'm finding it hard to keep up. And the total viewers has topped nine thousand. Wow, nine thousand people watching live, Noah."
"Watching you getting fucked. Naked. Taking screen captures and copying the video..." Cyril laid it on thicker.
"Oliver from Biology class says you're making way more precum than normal for a teenage boy. He's offering to check any samples you want to give him," Nico read with snigger. "Sean says you moan so loud he can hear you from his house which is six miles away."
"I don't think there's anything to find here Noah," Clark said.
Noah was relieved which was stupid because he knew there was nothing to find. He didn't actually have abdominal pain. Noah was also relieved because it meant this was nearly over.
"Ten thousand?!" exclaimed Liam who was now looking over Nico's shoulder.
"Ten thousand people are watching me..." Noah started to say.
"Cedric dares you to come to school naked," Nico interrupted. "And Robert says if you like things in your ass, he's happy to oblige at school on Monday."
Considering the doctor had just said there was nothing to find, he persisted in fucking Noah's ass with the fifteen-inch dildo.
"I think... Oh my god, I'm going to cum," Noah announced.
"I wish we could see that."
Noah paid no attention to the man beyond the curtain.
"Sheamus says seeing you cum would make his day. Devon thinks this is fucking gross but can't stop watching. Dean and Alfred wish they were here," Nico kept reading comments. "Oh, that's nice. Vincent says hi."
Liam giggled at that comment and watched as Noah edged closer to his orgasm. Clark turned up the vibrator and slid it in and out very slowly. Noah didn't even notice Cyril moving closer to the curtain. Noah was almost blind with pleasure and deaf with the stream of comments from his fictional classmates who were watching him get ass fucked in hospital.
"That's mean. Jamie thinks you're a slut. Oh, it was a compliment. He wishes he knew sooner that you were a bottom. Do you want to hook up after History on Monday?" Nico asked.
"I don't know," Noah wailed.
Noah threw his arms above his head, exposing his pits as he grabbed the top of the bedframe while his body humped the bed and his ass oozed with lube. Noah's cock had leaked enough precum that his bellybutton had overflowed and it was now trickling over his hips and down into his pubes.
For all Noah enjoyed being naked at school, he couldn't imagine everyone in school seeing him like this which made the scenario even more erotic, exciting and humiliating.
"Greg and Josh have offered to use a screenshot for the Yearbook. Maybe make this video an exclusive on the Yearbook site. Oh, Greg says that site is easy to hack. Josh says all the more reason to put your big cock on it," Nico read ever more elaborate comments.
Nico had read twenty-one comments from twenty-four boys during the time Noah was getting his ass ploughed and Noah had been on the edge forever. Or it felt like forever. Cyril compounded things even more when he called for Noah's attention.
"Hey, Noah!" Cyril said.
Noah looked up and Cyril moved swiftly to pull the curtain back.
"No!" Noah cried.
With inescapable certainty, Noah `s ass-fucking nudity was exposed to the waiting area. Noah's humiliating examination in medical emergency was about to end with an emerging gay. Literally, Noah emerged into the waiting area.
The examination room was in full view of everyone watching and they must have expected it even if Noah hadn't because half of them were crowded around the entrance to the space, some were standing on chair and others standing back to see past the closer men, lads and boys.
How many were there in the waiting area?
"Twelve thousand online!" Nico cheered.
The audience joined in the cheering.
"Fucking hell, two hundred boys from our school are watching," Nico added.
Why couldn't he just cum?
The answer was that for a straight guy who didn't really go in for anal play himself, Clark (doctor Rent) was very proficient at edging.
"Shit, Noah! Mr Gamble is watching. He says you've to see him in his office," Nico declared.
Oh my god. Now the fictional teachers were getting in on Noah's degradation?
"Mr Dore, Mr Jack-Snipe and Mr Rick want you to join the drama department," Nico said and then laughed as he read more. "They said they'll save a fortune because you won't need the costume department."
Noah was breathing hard and sweating and he tried to control himself. Focusing on his cock and contracting the muscle to make it bounce and slap against his tummy. He had to cum. He had to cum now!
"Mr Moon says that in his day he would have spanked a boy for behaving like you," Nico said in a sultry voice that made the comment worse. "And Mr Brendan wants your permission to use this as a sex education video. Oh, he's realised its online and in the public domain so he doesn't need your permission to show it. His Year 10 class is in for a treat."
There was four or eight dozen males in the live audience – Noah couldn't even count and he was starting to see double with the pleasure. Twelve thousand men watching via Live-Me streaming. Hundreds of boys from school. Two dozen schoolboys making comments about his nakedness and precum and his dick-stuffed ass. Six teachers! Teachers were watching Noah about to cum.
"Agh!" Noah screamed.
He grabbed his cock and now everyone, fictional or not, were watching Noah beat his cock. It barely took a few strokes before the deluge of cum plastered Noah's face and body. The first volley actually hit the wall behind them with a thud. Ropes of creamy, liquid cum spewed forth until Noah was soaked in it.
The applause was fantastic but deafening. At last Noah's butthole was free of the dildo and Clark put it on the bed beside the exhausted teenager. Noah continued to jerk himself as he dropped his legs flat. Lying flat out on his back and caring little about the people still watching him while he stroked and squeezed out every last drop of jizz.
"My pain has gone away," Noah said.
"Good," Clark replied. "You might be sore in a few other places for a while though."
Noah laughed and then the others joined in.
Noah was fizzing with excitement at the idea of being seen by so many people he knew. Boys and teachers at school saw him naked all the time but not hard, not ejaculating. Noah brought his spermy had to his mouth and ate it as part of the grand finale. The final act of degradation for the Pushmore Academy boy. Not that any such school actually existed.
"You weren't really streaming that to all the boys at Pushmore, were you?" Noah asked Nico.
There had to be some narrative climax now that there had been a sexual climax.
"Of course I did," Nico replied. "You're going to be the most famous boy in school."
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