If you've been enjoying this story and it's multiple genre's, check out my short stories (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/anthology/). This series includes stories about alternate universes & falling in love; public humiliation & exhibition punishments; mind control & sexual manipulation; invisibility & nudity; teleportation, empathy & unlikely romance; and, a hyperbolic scheme thwarted by a seductive spy.
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Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Twenty: Team Sports
FRIDAY 11TH FEBRUARY 2022
"I've not been able to stop thinking about being naked in class," said Morys.
"Or good morning," Noah replied glibly.
"Oh... right... Good morning Noah," Morys said with a grin.
"You were saying something about being naked in class?" Noah prompted.
"Yea. You know when you encouraged me to get naked in school..." Morys started saying.
"After school when the place was deserted," Noah pointed out.
"Yes. I know," Morys agreed with feigned irritability.
"It was still really cool," Noah acknowledged encouragingly.
It had happened four weeks ago and Noah had not thought about it as much as Morys had. Morys had asked Noah for help feeling comfortable being naked and Noah was an expert in that kind of thing. Morys was secure with his body and his physique – he was not very tall but he was athletic and muscular. With encouragement from Mr Cooke, Morys had paraded around on stage in his underwear at Drama Club and he often stayed naked longer than was necessary after showering in the boys changing room.
However, since hearing about the rumours of a nudist schoolboy, and then coming across some very revealing pictures of Noah, Morys had been increasingly interested in boyhood nudity. Morys had never considered nudism or exhibitionism but his mind was excited now that he had a friend to inspire and support him.
"It was probably nothing to you," Morys acknowledged.
Noah didn't want to discourage Morys and felt bad that he had implicitly criticised the effort.
"Why then tis nothing to you for there is nothing that is neither good nor bad but thinking makes it so," Noah quoted.
"Hamlet, act two, scene two," Morys recalled.
It was a scene in which Hamlet is accused of paranoia and overthinking, when in fact he just knows better, and wishes he were as ignorant as his witless friends.
"What I mean by that is, you've been thinking about it a lot and it preoccupies you. I've not been thinking about it because I'm a stupid twit," Noah concluded.
"You are not!" Morys insisted and he wrapped his arm though Noah's so they walked into the school with their arms linked like an old couple.
It was the last day of school before the half-term holidays and it was another MPC Exchange day – this time at Barons Edge Comprehensive. Classes in Maths, Physics and Chemistry were pooled for students of the Comprehensive and Five Dukes Boys School – with lecturers and special classes designed to enhance student learning in the subjects.
Noah had to admit that he liked the days when he got to wear his school uniform. Noah thought he looked handsome in his school shirt and tie and was looking forward to school photo day when he could look his most attractive. Although Morys didn't study any of the subjects, he was Amos's best friend and a confidant with whom Noah enjoyed spending time whenever they were at the Comprehensive.
Just inside the door, Noah and Morys found Toby with his boyfriend Amos who were in conversation with Mateo and Samir and Kevin, another new friend.
"Before we get dragged into whatever craziness Matty has come up with, I was hoping to show you something later?" Morys said cagily.
"I like the sound of that," Noah said flirtatiously.
"No, not that," Morys laughed. "An art project I've been working on."
"I like the sound of that too," Noah admitted amiably.
Noah and Morys were approaching the small group and Noah hadn't really thought about how close he and Morys were as they walked across the hall to join the others – not until they heard a stage whisper.
"Poofters!" coughed the voice.
Noah and the others turned to see Eric (an obnoxious git who was never short of a bigoted comment) walking by with a sneer on his face as he looked critically as Noah and Morys, who detached from each other. Noah thought Morys was embarrassed by him but he had freed his arm so he could make a "wanker" gesture with his fist. Eddie returned a middle finger.
"What the hell is that guys problem?" Matty asked.
"He's a jerk," Morys said.
"He's a jerk," Amos added.
"He's a jerk," Kevin agreed.
"You're a jerk!" Matty said with an accusatory finger pointing at Kevin.
Everyone looked slightly bewildered at him.
"Sorry, Kevin. I didn't understand the game," Matty apologised facetiously.
Eddie was a big arsehole of a lad who attended Barons Edge Comprehensive. He was in the MPC Exchange and went to Drama Club too. It had not always been obvious to Noah et al, because they only saw him a handful of times a month, but Eddie was a triple jerk! He was a bully who made homophobic and transphobic comments that seemed to be getting worse – perhaps because he kept getting away with it.
"I was kidding by the way," Matty added in a worried voice to Kevin.
Noah would have said Kevin was wearing a serious face after being called a jerk by Mateo but Kevin always looked serious. Kevin was a big, quiet and sullen looking lad. Against all odds, Matty had endeared himself to Kevin who had assimilated into the group thanks to constant and unrelenting pressure from Matty – who was hopelessly enamoured with the stoic lad.
"I know," Kevin replied – nodding vigorously.
"So, you guys looked cosy," Amos said excitedly.
Bless him, Amos was trying to divert attention away from Kevin – he knew Kevin hated it.
"We were just walking," Morys said tightly.
Morys gave Amos a "shut the fuck up" face and Amos took the hint. Amos was of the opinion that something was going on between Noah and Morys but Noah was oblivious to it and Morys hadn't made an issue out of it. Morys was waiting for the right moment.
"We were talking about nudism and nakedness," Noah said quite openly.
"Your specialist subject," Toby said cheerily.
Noah had been thinking about how to encourage Morys's interest in being naked. Morys hadn't said he wanted to be a nudist but he had said he was interested in being comfortable naked in front of other people. In fairness – that was Noah's field of expertise.
When he got to thinking about it, Noah had started to formulate a plan. How better to be comfortable naked in front of people than to imagine the entire audience naked. Even better – for the entire audience to actually be naked?
"Why were you talking about that?" Samir asked.
He was asexual but Samir was as curious as the next guy about Noah's shenanigans. Assuming the next guy was a guy who was curious about Noah's shenanigans.
"Morys made a bet with me," Noah replied.
"You did?" Amos asked his friend. "What's the bet?"
"Ummm..." Morys replied because he had no idea what Noah had dreamed up.
"We made a wager on the football game this afternoon," Noah said.
The Five Dukes boys had challenged the boys of Barons Edge Comprehensive to a football match. There were only a dozen boys from Five Dukes Boys School in the MPC exchange so their pool of players was more limited than the Comprehensive boys who had a home team advantage and supporters on their side.
"What's the wager?" Kevin asked – trying to be involved.
Kevin found it hard to engage with people but he had joined Drama Club for that very purpose. Also, because he had attended Cognitive Behavioural Therapy for depression and making friends and participating in social activities had been one of his targets. He had made friends, which was progress, and Mateo seemed particularly enthusiastic about their friendship which was frankly confusing.
"Winner of the match has to take bukkake after the game," Noah replied.
There was an assortment of reactions to the proposal that either Noah or Morys would let the entire football team cum on them.
"Wait! I thought you said kabuki!?" Morys reacted exaggeratedly.
The other boys laughed at the joke but Noah watched Morys closely as a smile crept onto his face. He had figured out what Noah had set up – he would be naked either way with other naked boys too and would either get jizzed on get to ejaculate all over Noah.
Both prospects were equally exciting.
The question was, would they be able to get their teammates to agree?
"Ok, this is going to take persuasion, subtly and finesse," Morys said as he and Noah walked into the changing room a few hours later. "Who wants to wank off over me or Noah?!"
"Subtly?" Noah whispered hotly.
The boys in the changing room were in varying degrees of undress – a few shirtless and a few still in their school shirts but with trousers off. Woot – football socks and boxershorts was a nice touch.
"Come again?" replied a lean and laddish boy with black and blonde hair.
The boy next to him laughed and elbowed him, "That's what Noah said."
Noah had expected disgust or incredulity and so he was caught off guard by how casual the boys were. Noah didn't know many of the boys from Barons Edge Comprehensive but those he did know were cool and it seemed like the others, at least those in the changing room, were ok too.
"What are you blithering on about, Morys?" asked the black-haired boy with blonde streaks.
"Thank you for asking, Mark," Morys replied. "It's like this, Noah and I have made a bet about the outcome of today's game. Depending on who wins, one of us will let the others cum on us."
"Yea? Who gets spunked on? The winner or the loser?" Mark asked.
Several of the boys laughed – including Morys and Noah. They weren't making fun of the gay boys, the comment was given and taken in good humour.
"What are you trying to say?" Morys demanded as if outraged.
"I'm trying to say, I don't know if this is a punishment or reward," Mark suggested.
"Look, do you wanna play or not?" Morys huffed.
"I really don't know how I feel about jerking my dick in front of other boys," Mark said.
"What, you never done a circle jerk before?" Morys joked.
Mark was quiet. Then he shuffled awkwardly.
"Look, this really isn't about me..." Mark replied – very evasively – with a minor glace towards Alan, the friend who was stood next him.
"Oh my god, really? Who? When? How many boys? Pictures or it didn't happen? Video? I'm so excited!" Morys exploded.
"You just chill your boots," said Alan, defending his friend.
"Oh... I understand. Wink," Morys replied.
"I will never stop thinking about that," Noah whispered to Morys.
"Me too," Morys agreed. "We could think about it together if you like?"
"Maybe later," Noah said non-committedly.
"So... sorry... hate to jump in here," Mekonnen said tentatively.
Mekonnen was a tall, handsome and athletic boy from Five Dukes Boys School. He was one of boys in the MPC Exchange and an incredible footballer.
"You have questions?" Noah asked helpfully.
"Yea, just the part where... all of it?" Ryan piped up as he laced up his boots.
"Especially the part where we cum on one of you?" Mekonnen enquired.
"It's a forfeit and an incentive to not lose," Noah responded unconvincingly.
"Sure... Sure..." Mekonnen said doubtfully.
"We've all heard the rumours about you, Noah so this isn't a big surprise but Morys?" Mark said.
"What rumours?" Noah asked quietly.
"Oh, don't worry about it sweetie, no-one's heard about the nudism," Morys said.
"Phew," Noah replied to the sarcasm.
"You know, I do quite like jerking off," said Ryan.
"Yea... and I like making a mess," his friend Brandon admitted.
"And Mark likes circle jerks," Alan joked.
"Alright, that's enough. We need to play the game first," Mark said.
"Great, I'll just strip and put on my... strip..." Morys said.
Noah chuckled at the joke and the boys in the changing room returned to their pre-match routines. Noah was aware that Morys was openly gay, gregarious and perhaps over-the-top but he hadn't appreciated the comfort with which Morys was treated.
Noah was openly gay at his school too but while he participated in PE, he was not a sporty boy. Noah was decent enough at running around but he wasn't an athlete and he wasn't on the school football team. Noah took a moment to appreciate how lucky Morys was to be so accepted by heterosexual boys despite the flirting and the more flirting.
"As much fun as this challenge is, how does it help me?" Morys asked.
"You're interested in being naked in front of people," Noah responded as they walked out onto the pitch. "This way, you get to be naked whether you win or loss. You get to be messy whether you win or loss. You get to look at cute boy dicks whether you win or lose."
Morys got naked after PE anyway but Noah had a point that the scenario created a different level of attention and changed the usual tone of post-match nudity.
"It's a win win situation," Morys agreed.
The football match itself pitted Five Dukes Boys School against Barons Edge Comprehensive. In the former the team consisted of: Noah, Matty, Ronan, Samir, Toby, Dural, Jasper, Jonas and his friend Miles, Mekonnen and his best friend Colt. These were the boys in the MPC Exchange and therefore the only boys available for the away match against the Comprehensive. Their team consisted of: Kamal, Mike, Lee and Sol, Ryan, Glen and Bran, Jonas, Morys, Mark and Alan.
Among the Five Dukes boys, Noah and his friends were not competitive sportsmen which resulted in them being defeated 3-0. Mekonnen, Colt, Dural and Jasper would probably have performed better without the `help' of Noah et al.
The Five Dukes boys were also disadvantaged by the lack of supporters while the Comprehensive team had nearly a dozen excited boys who had turned up to shout and cheer. After the match had concluded, there was only fifteen minutes or so before afternoon classes but they had something to settle.
A lot of the boys had taken their t-shirts off in celebration or defeat – or because they were hot (temperature and attractiveness) and wanted to show off. They got back to the changing room where Noah sat down to pull off his boots and socks and then he became aware of attention on him. Noah looked up to see a sweaty Mark standing over him.
Mark was a seriously good-looking boy. He was seventeen but looked seventeen or eighteen – mature compared to Noah's boyishness. Mark had short stubbly hair on his pecs and dribbling down the centre of his broad chest and abdomen and disappearing inside damp shorts. His legs were furry too and the shape of his lean legs were emphasised by the socks now rolled down around his ankles.
"Were you serious about that wager?" Mark asked.
"Were you serious about having done a circle jerk before?" Noah returned.
Mark sniggered and tilted his head towards the showers.
"Come on," he said.
Mark led the way and was followed by Noah and a growing number of boys from both teams.
"Anyone who wants to join in, the entry fee is that everyone will see your dick," Alan announced.
Alan had already stripped totally naked – he was similarly well-developed as Mark was. As Noah looked around, he appreciated the sporty physiques of most of the boys – tall, lean and muscular. Morys was lean and muscular but not tall and next to the other boys, it was emphasised. Morys was an inch shorter than Noah – not that this mattered because Noah was about to be on his knees.
Noah noticed that Samir, Toby and Colt from his team had opted not to participate. The surprise was to see Mekonnen naked and close up. Noah had shot looks at him after PE multiple times but the painfully handsome lad was now totally naked and circling around Noah.
Noah hadn't even noticed he still had his t-shirt, shorts and underwear on – for a boy so used to being naked, he had taken time to appreciate the nudity of others instead of prioritising his own. Indeed, as Dural and Jasper, Matty, Ronan and Miles crowded around, Noah was reminded of an embarrassing event from a year ago. Noah had let those boys cum on him while he was still in his school uniform. That had only been five boys so Noah wondered what kind of mess would be made of him this time.
While Mark pulled his socks and shorts off, Noah noted two of the football boys from the Comprehensive team had excluded themselves but they stood to watch. They were however replaced by three boys in school uniform who started fishing around in their trousers to pull out excited and half turgid penises. Mark was now naked, as were all the boys who had played football – they did plan to shower after all, as soon as they'd showered Noah with spunk.
"Are you going to take that off?" Mark prompted Noah, gesturing to the t-shirt and shorts.
"I can sing some sexy music if you need something to dance to," Morys offered.
"I think I'll manage," Noah replied.
Noah pulled his t-shirt off over his head, exposing his skinny tummy, flat chest and sparse pits. Noah's shorts were sagging low so the waistband of his briefs peeked above the waistband of the shorts. He unceremoniously pushed his shorts and pants down his silky legs and stepped his bare feet out.
Noah wasn't embarrassed to be naked and as he looked around at the naked (or almost naked) schoolboys, he was rather pleased to have company for a change. Noah was particularly pleased to see Morys given the opportunity to get naked in front of others in a way that made sense.
The circle of naked boys was very exciting and Noah quickly counted them – there were nineteen lads waiting to jerk off on him and Noah was fascinated by what interested each of them with this scenario.
"Where do you want me?" Noah asked.
"Well..." Morys said with great eagerness.
"That's enough from you," Mark interrupted before Morys could say more.
"Kneel down," Alan said.
The shower area of the changing area was a large open space with showerheads lining three walls. The fourth wall was broken by the threshold between the shower area and the changing area. The threshold was crowded by another dozen boys and Noah was impressed not only by how many boys wanted to watch the show but also how many boys were willing to be watched stroking their dicks.
Noah knelt down – naked and flaccid – and surrounded by sixteen naked teenagers and three dressed teens with cocks exposed.
"So, as the loser of the match today, my forfeit it to be splashed with cum," Noah reiterated for those not paying attention.
"Why are his own team cumming on him?" Alan asked.
"Why are you probing the logic of this thing as if it makes any sense?" asked Lee.
Lee, Mike, Kamal and Sol were friends of Dural and Jasper and together the six big guys formed a solid line of mature boys.
"We're punishing him for failing to save that last penalty," Matty offered as an explanation.
<<That excuse doesn't really work for some reason...>>
"You were in goals, Matty!" Ronan pointed out.
<<Oh yea, that's why it doesn't make sense.>>
"Look, let's not play the blame game," Matty answered.
"Ok lads, in your own time," Mark said.
Nineteen boys started rubbing and pulling on their respective cocks and Noah took the opportunity to check them all out. Mekonnen was impressive – tall and lean, brown skin and black hair and a turgid member that rose to over seven and a half inches.
Noah looked into the eye of Mekonnen's cock – he had seen it before (checked it out subtly in the showers) but never hard. Noah was frankly surprised the lad was willing to participate in the dirty activity. Mekonnen had seen Noah check him out (rather obviously) in the showers and felt a small thrill at the thought of shooting all over the beautiful boy. Mekonnen believed he was straight but was curious about the group activity to cover Noah in jizz.
Beside Mekonnen, Jonas was getting hard and grinning down at Noah as he pumped away. It was a strange thing because Noah had seen Jonas naked before – he had seen a lot of these boys naked before (outside of a non-subtle shower moment). He'd seen Dural and Jasper et al naked too. And Ronan and Matty. He'd seen Jonah naked. Noah was a lucky boy to have seen so many nude hot lads.
The circle of boys entirely surrounded Noah so he was going to be rained on from all directions. Morys was directly in front of Noah and he kept sneaking peeks at Mark as he jerked his dick which was topped with a nice bush of pubes. Morys was athletic and muscular but much shorter than Mark (or Mekonnen who was on his other side) – it was cute.
The first splashes were a surprise – coming from behind, the were warm and slimy. The jizz hit Noah's back between his shoulder blades and slid slowly down his back. A few shots from the same dick followed but whoever came first, Noah didn't know their name. Less than a minute later a second and then third boys came – hitting Noah on his back again and on his right arm.
Noah looked over his shoulder at them to see dicks flopping over the top of football shorts. The heads of the dicks were sloppy with teenage discharge that now besmirched Noah's skin.
Between them, Dural, Jasper, Mike, Lee, Sol and Kamal all ejaculated within a minute and a half of each other. A series of shots from each erect penis volleyed and thundered against Noah's arm and chest. A few shots went in his hair and a few hit his cheek. Noah gasped in surprise which offered Dural the chance to fire a stream into his mouth.
"Fuck, did you see some go in his mouth?"
The comment reminded Noah that he was being watched by most of the remaining PE class while sitting as a cumdump for nearly two football teams worth of boys. Spunk lingered on Noah's lip until he licked it away.
"Gross. He ate it."
Noah happened to know from his sexual education class that the average ejaculate volume was between one and five millilitres. That meant that up to 95mls would hit him over the next few minutes. Even 60 or 70ml's of cum would be a lot.
When boys you do not even know cum on you, you need to re-evaluate your life.
Noah did so and decided he was living a dream! Cum hit the nape of Noah's neck and lower down on his back too. Gravity pulled at the sloppy dick juice until he felt it dribble over his sacrum and under onto his bum.
Noah was on his knees and resting his butt against his calves so getting cum on his bottom was a good achievement. Dribbles of milkiness hit Noah's legs and feet and the grunts of boys that had been filling the room for several minutes were subsiding as they stepped back.
Having cum, they were now self-conscious enough to hide their penises.
Noah tried to count how many boys had cum already – a dozen perhaps?
Morys had not cum yet – nor had Mark or Alan, Mekonnen, Ronan, Jonas or Matty.
"He looks like swamp thing."
Noah chuckled at the comment but felt no embarrassment – bukkake was after all one of Noah's favourite things.
Noah had impressively remained flaccid – partly though conscious effort because he enjoyed the mocking looks of the boys around him as they saw his small dick. Moreover, Noah had no vanity about penis size, he had nothing to prove.
Jonas and Matty launched cum into Noah's hair then onto his smooth chest.
<<His legs! Aim for his legs.>>
Ronan aimed for Noah's thighs which were quickly splashed with spunk, sliming them as badly as the rest of him.
Mark and Alan, apparently no novices to circle jerks, blasted Noah with a surprising volume of spunk. They aimed for Noah's face, splattering his forehead, nose and chin. Bloated beads of ejaculate held onto Noah's chin until the droplets broke and landed in his lap.
"Do you really like this stuff?" Mekonnen asked.
"I love it. I really love it," Noah admitted.
"He's fucked up."
The utterance from the spectators was not a malicious or judgemental comment. It was almost awed. Noah reminded himself that these boys did not know him – they weren't friends or peers and most of them didn't even go to school with him. A few must have heard the rumours about him being a nudist but most were looking at Noah like he was an alien – he looked a bit like an alien, one that had just emerged from its goo pot transportation pod.
Mekonnen shot his cock onto Noah's abdomen, covering the smooth tummy and filling Noah's belly button. Noah's pebble dashed chest was already streaked with cum that was dripping down and now the jizz on Noah's stomach was pulling into Noah's crotch.
Cum clung everywhere – on Noah's arms and legs, his thighs, his back and chest, his abdomen and crotch. It was in his hair and all over his face too. Noah was a mess and one boy still had to cum.
"Open?" Morys asked.
Noah nodded and opened his mouth. There was shocked amazement as Morys filled Noah's mouth with multiple glugs of jizz. Morys's spunk nearly went up Noah's nose as it coated his top lip, spilled around Noah's mouth and slopped over his chin. Noah swirled the cum around his mouth, coating his tongue while the handsome lad squeezed his cock to get every last drop out.
"Well... that was quite the forfeit..." Mark said.
"You look like you've been slimed," Alan commented.
The boys were dispersing from the centre of the room and heading to the showerheads around the walls. Noah stood up and wiped his face with his hand. It felt glossy with sticky goo.
"The bell is going to ring any minute," Matty prompted.
"Why don't you get dressed Noah?" Morys suggested.
"I should probably shower," Noah replied seriously.
"I don't think you do," Dural piped in without invitation.
They spoke without irony as they themselves spent a minute or two under the showers.
"Yea. You should just get dressed," said Kamal with a laugh.
"Maybe wipe your face," Jasper reasoned.
Last year, Noah had let five boys cum on him while he was still dressed in his uniform. That had been messy enough but the prospect of getting dressed without washing away nineteen loads of cum from his body was an insane suggestion.
So of course Noah did it.
Noah was given a wide berth as he walked out of the shower area. From his bag, Noah removed his
school shirt.
"You're not going to..." said Jonas.
A second later, Noah was sliding his arms into the sleeves of his white shirt. The cum on his arms smeared against the inside of the sleeves and milky bobs spotted the arms. The back was soon a massive wet splodge and when Noah buttoned up the shirt, his nipples almost shone through wet patches of white fabric as spunk-soaked strategic spots of the shirt.
Noah fastened the final button and put on his school tie. His blazer helped to hide some of the damage. The teams and spectators watched with grossed out amazement as Noah continued to dress. His shirttails framed his hairless thighs and long, silky legs.
Then there was sniggers as Noah pulled out his briefs to cover his penis. They were small and white with coloured spots on them. The leg holes dragged at slimy streaks on his calves and thighs.
"Tiny briefs? Are you really seventeen or are fourteen masquerading as an older boy?" Alan teased.
"I'm a big boy," Noah said impishly.
"You should wear your briefs for pyjama day," Mark suggested.
"That would be hilarious," Alan agreed.
Noah wasn't really listening – he still needed to get dressed before the bell rang. The real damage was done when Noah pulled on his trousers. Noah's trousers were soon caked on the inside with sloppy sludge. The school bell rang as Noah pulled on his socks and shoes. He was as ready for classes as he could be. He washed his face because even Noah had limits and couldn't walk into legitimate school classrooms with boys cum all over his face. Plus, one eye was making a sticky noise every time he blinked.
Noah scrubbed damp hands through his hair until the cum was invisible but the claggy remains dried his hair into spiney peaks.
The afternoon of classes was harder than Noah had expected. The sliminess reduces as the cum dried – but only some of it. In the humid confines of his crotch, it remained creamy but cold. The smell was impressive and rank.
Mr McKay, the blind teacher with a remarkably attractive young teaching assistant named Oliver, passed by Noah's desk and sniffed the air. He looked at Noah without seeing eyes but he could smell that Noah needed a shower. He was polite enough not to embarrass the teenager about it.
In the corridor, the Sixth Formers who passed him were not so nice. They lamented loudly about the fug of stink that was coming off Noah. It was a level of verbal humiliation and derision that Noah was not used to – less fun and meaner.
It had been an exciting day but Noah was pleased when it was over and the bell rang to signal the end of the day. He was trying to leave the classroom when Morys looped his arm though Noah's – just like the day had started.
"We didn't really get the chance to talk after the forfeit. That was! Amazing!" Morys enthused.
Since Morys was more artistic than scientific, they didn't attend any classes together. Noah was happy to see him.
"I'm glad you liked it," Noah replied with a natural smile.
"I loved it. I love... everything about your adventures," Morys said.
"I should tell you about some of my others some time," Noah said.
"Oh, that sound promising," Morys agreed.
The sex education class, strip hide and seek, his sixteenth birthday, the supermarket EMARP, stripped naked in broad daylight in the street... how much would Noah share with Morys? Would Morys push himself to do more if he knew the extent of Noah's adventures?
"So, I know the class is a bit dull and unadventurous but you're still coming to Drama Club, right?" Morys asked.
"Oh... I dunno... I'm a total mess..." Noah pointed out.
"You smell like a gloryhole," Eric said as he passed by.
The bully bumped Morys's shoulder as he passed.
"I knew I recognised you from somewhere. You still owe me a tenner," Morys bantered back.
A few classmates had overheard and laughed at Eric's expense. Eric offered Morys a contemptuous glare. He really hadn't gotten the traction he wanted from homophobia today. Morys was too easy going and quick witted.
"Anyway, before Drama Club, I wanted to show you the art project I've been working on," Morys said.
"Oh, cool," Noah replied interestedly.
Noah knew Morys had been spending time on the project for some time but he had only really mentioned it a few times. Noah felt guilty for not being a better friend – he should have asked. If Morys was thinking the same thing, he didn't say anything.
"So, did today help you feel more comfortable being naked when other people can see you?" Noah asked.
"I almost forgot that was the reason we did that. I thought it was all about you," Morys joked.
"If you're going to be an actor and you're asked to do nude scenes, just remember the worst thing that can happen is an accidental boner," Noah replied. "Everyone saw your deliberate boner today and that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"I think they were looking at you, mate," Morys replied agreeably.
They walked to the Art rooms side by side and Morys had to admit – the odour was potent. Morys opened the door and led Noah to the far side of the room. Whatever it was Morys was working on, it was standing on a knee-high platform and was wrapped in plastic. It was about a metre tall, the top of it at Noah's eye level. Morys carefully unwrapped it and revealed a naked young man.
It was one of the most amazing things Noah had ever seen. The plastic and the cool, dark corner kept the clay moist in between Morys's classes. The figure was brown and smooth, the chest and abdomen appeared boyish with an exquisite V line into the groin. The legs were thin and smooth. The figure hand his hands clasped behind his neck, revealing smooth pits, his buttocks were petite – the cleft between them was an enticing space.
The most magnificent part was the penis. It was a small, flaccid lump with a hairless pair of stones underneath. The head was exposed and there was detail added to emphasise the slit at the centre of the knob.
"It started out as just a boy but you inspired it a bit," Morys confessed.
"This is amazing, Morys," Noah said with admiration.
"I didn't want you to see it until it was nearly finished. I've spent weeks on it," Morys replied – pleased with himself.
The details were incredible – from the penis to the short pubes, the hair on the young man's head and the eyes, downcast. The sculpture's mouth was half smiling, the face relaxed as if daydreaming.
Noah reached for Morys's hand and held it.
"I have one or two talents but if I had a hundred years, I couldn't make something like this," Noah complimented.
"Thanks, Noah," Morys replied.
"Who was the model?" Noah asked.
"Are you jealous?" Morys teased as they looked at the naked figure.
"No... I'd love to meet him," Noah jested.
Morys did feel a stab of jealousy.
"There was no model but I was thinking about you for some of it," Morys reported.
The naked sculpture was clearly not Noah but there was a beauty to the details of the lovely legs and slim build that was reminiscent.
"We should get going," Morys said after a few more moments.
They had endured and even enjoyed the last day of school before the half term holidays started (though Morys fully intended to use the time to finish his artwork) but still had the Drama Club to get to...
LATER
"Ok boys, take it away," Mr Cooke said.
He wanted to tell Dural and Jasper to take it off – the big Sixth formers were a handsome couple and the man could imagine a three-way scenario. The teacher called his attention back to the pair who had been working on a project for months.
His eyes glanced over Noah who had opened his blazer to reveal a shirt that looked blotchy as if accidentally splashed with bleach. If he had known it was cum, he would have asked to borrow it.
"Hi guys. We've been working on a play about bullying. Most of you won't know this because bullying isn't the kind of thing people talk about... in fact bullies use that to their advantage... but we were bullied," Dural said.
Noah was not the only one to register surprise – the tall, good looking, popular guys who had come out as a couple last year had been bullied?
"Most people who are bullied don't talk about it because they're embarrassed or ashamed," Jasper continued.
"Or because the victim is persuaded to think they deserve it or it'll be worse if they speak up," Dural added.
"And most of us kind of run away. We don't want to be the kind of kid who gets bullied," Jasper explained.
"The thing is, bullies are smart. They choose victims wisely. They're not always overt. By the time other people are noticing comments, a bully has probably been targeting their victim for a long time," Dural spoke eloquently.
"When we were bullied, neither one of us told anyone. Not even each other. It was usually little comments or insults only we could hear or it was a shoulder bump," Jasper said.
"I first noticed Jasper was a victim when the bully, who had been targeting me too, made a `joke' at Jasper's expense. It got a laugh but I knew it wasn't a joke," Dural said.
"Our play is about our experiences and maybe things you've experienced too. The play is about the subtle and overt things that are done. It's about the psychological, physical and sexual things that bullies do to demean us..." Jasper said and he was happy and excited about his project.
Until...
"Oh for fuck sake," Eddie said.
Every eye turned to look at him.
"Problem, Eddie?" Mr Cooke asked tightly.
"Yea. This all sounds like flower power, hand holding, PC, wokeness bullshit," Eddie said.
"Bullying is serious and isolating, Eddie. Maybe their play will help people think and talk about it more openly," Amos said.
"For a girly boy like you, that might be nice but for normal people, it's pointless. Bullying isn't the big problem people like you make it out to be," Eddie said.
Girly boy. Normal people. People like you.
"Except maybe it is. They already pointed out that bullying can be silent," Amos said reasonably.
No-one thought Eddie was a reasonable person, so bless Amos for trying but Eddie rolling his eyes said it all.
"Yea, for example..." Kevin said.
Kevin! Kevin spoke in front of other people.
"When you make quiet little comments about me living in Children's Residential Care or put notes about adoption in my bag when you think I'm not looking," Kevin said.
Everyone heard but his voice wasn't raised and he spoke so flatly that Matty nearly cried. He'd known Kevin was in the care of the local council but he hadn't known about the bullying. Noah felt sad for Kevin – he really didn't know the boy very well and he felt incredibly guilty for all the times he'd though Kevin was just a humourless and miserable boy.
"I... I didn't do that," Eddie lied.
"Sure," Kevin replied but everyone knew the truth.
Noah watched Matty reach for Kevin's hand and the big lad let Matty take it. He glanced at Mateo but looked embarrassed – for speaking up or for holding a boy's hand?
"Are you going to let him make up things about me? That's totally unfounded," Eddie bemoaned to Mr Cooke.
Except of course it was true and everyone knew it despite Eddie's denial.
"It's so sad people are saying untrue things about you. Luckily, you don't think that kind of thing is a problem..." Mekonnen said sarcastically.
"Let's say, just for the sake of example, that it was true," Mr Cooke said reasonably. "Your denial would be an example of gaslighting."
"What's gaslighting?" asked a boy Noah didn't know.
"It's when someone attempts to manipulate the thoughts of a victim," Amos explained. "For example, making them doubt their own thoughts, feelings or experiences. Making them question their sanity or what they know to be true."
Morys was sat near Amos and offered him a comforting hand on the shoulder.
"Should we go back to talking about Dural and Jasper's play?" Noah asked – getting more uncomfortable with the confrontation.
Noah wondered why he was so uncomfortable – could it be because Eddie had started targeting him? Eddie's comments (like, "poofter") didn't bother him but they were still there.
"Good idea. We've heard enough from dickless over there," Eddie shot a look of disgust at Amos.
"Woah!" Dural said.
"Hey!" Jasper similarly objected.
"Asshole," Morys added.
"That's enough Eddie," Mr Cooke said icily.
The teacher had stepped into the middle of a debate before but there was something about the momentum of the conversation today. If he had interrupted it sooner, it might not have escalated like this. Yet... Mr Cooke was glad to see the teenagers defend each other and Eddie was headed for failure.
"What? What's enough. Ok, fine, bullying is bad. Spineless people need more cotton wool and fluffy pillows and fucking girls can pretend to be boys," Eddie raged.
Amos, Eddie thought, was an easy target. After all, the elven and quiet trans boy had put up with months (years) of Eddie's carefully places derogatory comments – Amos had suffered in silence and talked to no-one about Eddie's unending campaign.
"Amos isn't pretending. Amos is a boy," Noah said defensively of his new friend.
Noah was not the only one to voice support of Amos, he was just the quickest. Noah saw a look of embarrassment on Amos's face and Toby was too stunned (actually, too angry) to talk. Others around the room gave Eddie ugly looks and still others offered Amos a look of sympathy – they knew Amos didn't want to be the centre of this.
"But he's not a boy," Eddie said through gritted teeth – but he was happy to finally have a target to lash out at.
"He is a boy," Toby replied forcefully.
"No," Eddie scoffed. "I know that in these times of PC and wokeness nonsense, it's poor form to talk about the biological realities of gender but..." Eddie started.
"Ok, first of all gender is not biological," Toby interrupted. "It's socially constructed and we've always had a sense of gender as a spectrum. Women can have traditionally masculine traits and men can be effeminate. For example, Chris Hemsworth is more masculine than me, but I'm still a man. Gender is a spectrum and we can all be more or less male or female without even getting in to whether your LGBTQ+ or not."
Noah listened carefully as Toby ploughed on – everyone was listening. Eddie sat looking bored.
"Second of all," Toby continued. "You can go fuck yourself with biology as a way to excuse your misinformed opinion about biological realities..."
Toby repeated Eddie's words with sarcasm and disdain.
"Boys have an XY chromosome. Girls have XX chromosomes. Boys have penises and girls have vaginas," Eddie explained smugly. "It's called biology so maybe you should read about it sometime."
"You're going to lecture me about biology? It's as simple as XX or XY, is it?" Toby demanded furiously.
"Toby, just..." Amos said quietly but no-one could stop the enraged boyfriend.
"Ok, let's talk about biology, Eddie. XX or XY? Tell me everything you know about trisomy X or Turner Syndrome. Klinefelter Syndrome? Jacob's Syndrome. No? Also, what is the bipotential primordium?" Toby asked.
Eddie had no response.
"What does the SRY gene do... the DMRT1 gene... the FOXL2 gene? What is the normal oestrogen level in a man and what's the developmental effect when it's high? Same question about testosterone in women. While you're at it, tell me the effect of 5-alpha reductase deficiency in a girl... no?" Toby asked angrily. "Then fuck off! Don't tell me about biology when you don't have clue. Don't use dated, phony science with me to justify your transphobia."
Eddie had been stunned into furious silence, a silence in which Eddie fumed because the room had turned against him. Eddie was the kind of person who decided to have an opinion about things he knew nothing about and while he was entitled to his opinion, what's the point of one that's ignorant?
"Great, so we're just going to pretend like it's totally normal to date a boy with a vagina?" Eddie asked scathingly.
"No-one is asking you to date anybody you're not comfortable with, Eddie," Amos said gently. "That's a personal choice and it's made by you for you."
"But you shouldn't use your attitudes to hurt the people you're personally uncomfortable with," Morys said. "Just because you don't understand or accept someone doesn't mean you should set out to denigrate them."
"I need to get out of here," Eddie said as he grabbed his bag to skulk away in disgrace. "I can't be around you freaks anymore."
The last comment resulted in an almost collective groan from the group who had hoped Eddie might have listened. But core beliefs are hard to shift and the backfire effect had well and truly prevented Eddie from learning anything. Plus – he's an asshole.
"Eddie? Don't come back," said a quiet voice that carried despite its volume.
"What?" Eddie demanded hotly.
It was Mr Cooke who had spoken and he turned on Eddie with a serious face.
"I said, do not come back. You're not welcome in my Drama Club anymore," Mr Cooke said.
"Fine. Go fuck yourselves," Eddie said moodily.
"Ok... that was intense," Mateo squeaked.
"Toby, it was so hot the way you stood up to him," Noah said.
Noah had never seen Toby be so fiery and assertive before.
"Thank you," Toby replied.
"No, thank you," Amos said and gave Toby a kiss on the cheek.
"Kevin, it was really brave of you to call Eddie out like that," Matty added.
Kevin shrugged.
"Yea, well done. I'm sorry... I'm just sorry we didn't know sooner," Noah confessed.
Most boys at Kevin's school knew about his living situation and he had told Matty but Noah, Samir and Toby hadn't known – they understood him a bit better now. Moreover, no-one had known about the bullying and Kevin revealing it so publicly had challenged Eddie in such an unexpected way.
Eddie's departure had resulted in multiple outbursts of conversation that finally settled when Mr Cooke stood up again and joined Dural and Jasper at the front of the room.
"Well, that was unexpected," Mr Cooke said.
"Yea, we couldn't have given a better example of bullying," Dural agreed.
"We hope everyone is ok?" Jasper offered.
"Aww, you're a sweetheart," Dural said.
"I know," Jasper answered.
"We used some of our time to combat bullying and transphobia," Mr Cooke said wryly. "So why don't we all read your script and we can act out some scenes next time."
Mr Cooke was a surprising ally in some ways given he was a dirty teacher who perved on his students. Of course, he could also be relied on to lower the tone because as he walked around the class handing out scripts, he realised what was all over Noah's shirt.
"Does anyone know where that smell is coming from?" Mr Cooke added.
There was the twitch of a smile on his face and Noah suspected that the man knew quite nicely where it was coming from. He certainly had plenty of experience with teenage sperm.
"It smells like a gloryhole," Morys said.
He giggled to himself and Noah slid him a sardonic look – it was nice continuity reference. Most of the boys knew about Noah's forfeit and so knew why it smelled like a wank rag was in the room.
"I think I should go shower and change," Noah said.
"You want someone to wash your back?" Morys offered.
"I'll manage," Noah replied.
"I was going to send Kevin," Morys jested.
Kevin wore a "who, me?" expression.
"Hey. Hands off," Matty said defensively and then realised he was being rather possessive of a boy whose sexuality was still unknown. "Sorry, Kevin."
"That's ok. I don't want to wash his back," Kevin insisted.
Noah left the room and walked towards the boys changing room. He carried his schoolbag which had his shorts and t-shirt from PE. They were the only change of clothes he had – they were slightly damp with sweat and therefore mildly stale but they did not smell like they'd been used to mop up nineteen loads of boy cum so they were an improvement on Noah's school uniform.
Noah took off his blazer and then his school tie. With effort, he unbuttoned the shirt which was stiff as if it had been starched. Worse, he had to peel it off his skin – the white fabric had been glued to Noah's smooth skin and when he pulled at it, it tugged on his soft skin before separating.
Noah dropped the crusty shirt on the floor and it fell like a sheet of cardboard – standing at an awkward angle as the dried cum held the fabric erect.
Noah had similar difficulties with his trousers, which were stuck to his thighs and calves and took several minutes of peeling and pulling to get them off. Noah had not really appreciated the smell before but he absolutely stank and even he was embarrassed by it. Noah peeled his socks off and then pushed down his briefs which were also like cardboard in some places.
Noah stood naked and looked at his naked body – crusty and flaking cum was all over him and a few smears of moist jizz remained between his legs where it had been kept moist. Noah was repelled by an experimental sniff so he took his towel and went to the showers.
The water was warm in half a minute and Noah stepped under the hot stream – looking up into the showerhead and enjoying it raining down on him. Noah lathered up and scrubbed his chest, abdomen and legs. Noah reached around his back to soap it up too and then rinsed it all off. Then he started again – rinse, lather, repeat.
Noah was shiny with soap when he felt eyes on him and he looked around to see Mr Cooke watching him. Noah smiled, appreciating the attention and wondering how long the man had been watching. Noah was after all just showering – he hadn't even been doing anything interesting.
"Hello sir. Should you be in here?" Noah asked.
"The Club are still reading the script and talking about that shit stain Eric," Mr Cooke replied.
Noah nodded in agreement.
"But sir, I'm all embarrassed. I didn't expect a man to see me in the showers," Noah said innocently. "Especially a teacher... seeing me all wet and naked... can you see my penis sir?"
"Yes, I can see your little penis, Noah," Mr Cooke replied.
"Oh dear, what should I do?" Noah flirted.
"Pretend I'm not here. Play with it a little," Mr Cooke directed.
Noah touched himself, rubbing his wet willy until it grew plump and long. Once he was hard, Noah stroked his cock with a combination of water and precum that caused a sloppy squelching sound with each swipe of his hand.
Noah eyed up the teacher – he was wearing charcoal trousers, a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbow and a black tie. Noah had washed the cum out of his hair and off his body so he turned off the water and walked towards the man.
Noah's erection led the way.
Noah stopped in front of him and grinned wickedly.
"Touch it," Noah demanded.
Mr Cooke looked Noah all over and then looked over his shoulder. There was no-one to see him watch Noah in the shower and now there was no-one to see him grab the seventeen-year-old schoolboy by the balls. Noah gasped but he let the man tug his saggy testicles. Then the teacher moved on to stroke Noah's cock.
"Oh my god, sir..." Noah said as he felt the sensitive head of his cock tingle with excitement. "Imagine if someone walked in and caught you wanking me."
The fantasy appealed to Noah and as a fantasy it was exciting to Mr Cooke too. The reality was that the man was rather savvier and more cautious than he pretended to be. Still, a few moments of perverted teenage seduction couldn't hurt.
"I hear you had cum on you all afternoon," Mr Cooke said as he stroked the length of Noah's shaft.
"Who did you hear that from?" Noah asked.
"Jonah," Mr Cooke replied.
Mr Cooke's son was an occasional guest star in the story of Noah's life. He had been there when Noah hand submitted to being showered with cum so it made sense the boy would tell his dad.
"I could smell you from across the room," Mr Cooke observed.
"Can you smell me now?" Noah asked and he offered an armpit for the man to put his nose into.
Mr Cooke nuzzled Noah's pit while continuing to wank the leaking dick.
"You smelled good before. You smell fresh now," Mr Cooke said – he wouldn't want to discourage Noah from wearing eau de boycum.
Mr Cooke let go of Noah's cock and stepped towards the door. He really didn't want to get caught jerking off a seventeen-year-old student no matter how much it pleased him to do so.
"Don't rush, I think we're going to call it a day. Take your time," Mr Cooke said.
Noah watched him go but had no intention of taking his time. Noah was young and horny and he stroked his cock with fast swipes, sitting on a bench while pleasuring himself. Noah chuckled to himself when he noticed that his cum-wrecked uniform was missing – Mr Cooke must have taken it. Noah imagined the man making his son wear it while they had sex.
This was the fantasy that the teenager enjoyed as he jerked himself off. His precum made his cock slippery and on the edge of orgasm Noah had to decide whether to cum on the floor or on himself. He had just gone to the bother of showering off loads of cum – literally. Predictably, this did not deter Noah and self-deflatingly he chose to add a new splash of jizz to himself.
Noah imagined Jonah with black, cum-spotted trousers around his ankles and a cum-encrusted shirt wide open to reveal his awesome chest. Mr Cooke was fucking his son's ass with his big cock while his boy moaned and came first. Mr Cooke pulled out to shoot on his son's chest...
Noah felt the wet splat of cum as he ejaculated onto his tummy. Noah smiled and squeezed the slippery shaft from root to head until he was sure every drop was out. He wiped his abdomen with a damp towel but would need to shower again when he got home.
It was time to go home!
Noah was looking forward to dinner with Dan and Jamie – especially since Jamie was moving out soon. Noah had a lot of boys and men in his life but Jamie remained one of his favourites. Noah pulled on his shorts but had no undies. Then he pulled on a t-shirt.
As he slung his bag over his shoulder, Noah headed for the exit and got to the main school door without encountering anyone else from the Drama Club. However, Dural and Jasper were comforting a crying boy. Noah couldn't see who it was at first and Dural intercepted Noah before he could see.
"Your friends have just left but Morys wanted to wait for you," Dural said.
For a teenager who was usually aloof and laddish, he was talking surprisingly gently. Over Dural's shoulder Jasper was comforting Morys with an arm around his back. Noah pushed past Dural and darted around Morys until he was in front of the crying boy.
"Morys, what's wrong?" Noah asked with apprehension.
Noah squatted in front of Morys and put his hands on Morys's knees, looking into his friend's eyes with compassion and concern.
Morys wiped his eyes and he tried to say "nothing" but that would have been a stupid thing to say. The teenager took a moment to wipe his eyes and gulp down breath into his lungs.
"Remember that sculpture I showed you? The one I've spent weeks on for my A-Level Art class?" Morys said in a voice that was full of hurt.
"Yea?" Noah replied simply.
"My Art teacher text me. He'd stayed late to do whatever teachers stay late to do..." Morys's replied in a quintessentially Morys way. "He was checking the rooms before he left and someone... someone destroyed my sculpture."
"Who would do that?" Noah muttered but they all knew who.
Eric had lashed out again. Morys had embarrassed Eric with witty comebacks earlier in the day. Eric had tried to hurt and Toby and Kevin and he'd been making digs about Noah and Morys more and more often. Everyone had stood up to him but Eric was a petty young man who had turned his ugliness into a physical attack. Without knowing, they all knew Eric had destroyed Morys's sculpture out of revenge.
"He's ruined all my hard work, Noah," Morys wept.
Noah grabbed Morys and held him until the tears abated again.
"I'll help you fix it, Morys. I'll help you," Noah promised.
"How?" Morys asked hopelessly.
Noah grinned as an idea formed in his head.
"How?" Morys repeated as he watched a sensational, mischievous and sexual grin fill Noah's face.
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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