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.
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 Twenty-Two: Shaven Idols
FRIDAY 18TH FEBRUARY 2022
"Do you think something is going on between Mateo and Kevin?" Morys asked out of the blue.
After studying through most of the half-term holiday, the boys had agreed to take Friday off. However, Morys and Noah had other plans. They weren't going to be studying but they were headed to school.
"I don't have a clue. Matty is bisexual though and most of his experience is with boys," Noah replied. "What's Kevin's deal? Boys? Girls? Both? Neither?"
"Not sure. He's been withdrawn for as long as I knew him. I was amazed when he joined Drama Club but now I think he was probably just trying to make friends and didn't know how," Morys explained.
"That's sad," Noah observed.
"Yea," Morys agreed.
"When he stood up to Eric and said he lives in Council care? Did everyone know that?" Noah asked.
"Most people in the Sixth Form knew. His parents..." Morys hesitated. "I'm not sure exactly but they're not around. He doesn't talk about it, even since he started hanging out with me and Amos. He was kicked out of his last school for getting into a fight but he's a gentle giant really."
"He seems really nice. Matty is obsessed with him," Noah replied. "It would be cute if there was something going on with them."
"Maybe there is something going on and Kevin hasn't figured it out yet?" Morys said meaningfully.
They had reached the entrance to the school. Because it was half-term it would be nearly empty and they'd have to sign in.
"How could someone not know?" Noah chuckled incredulously as he pulled the door open and stepped inside the school.
"You'd be surprised," Morys muttered.
After Morys's sculpture had been destroyed, he had been distraught. He had a substantial portfolio of work built up but the sculpture had been really special. Morys was devastated and although he had reported who he thought was behind it, supposition and accusation with no evidence was not going to get Eric held responsible.
Noah had offered to help Morys replace the sculpture with something else. Noah wasn't an artist but he had a creative mind – from a certain point of view. He suggested Morys paint Noah like a statue and then photograph him.
"You... you want me to take naked photographs of you?" Morys asked with barely concealed glee.
Unconcealed glee!
"You're not embarrassed to see my penis are you?" Noah teased.
"Not at all," Morys responded. "However, if I do take pictures of you as a sculpture, other people will see them. Other boys will see them."
"Alright, alright," Noah responded. "Don't give me even more reason to do it."
Morys laughed but he was thinking about it.
"I have pictures of my sculpture," Morys felt obliged to admit.
"But it was unfinished," Noah said – further justifying his naked services.
"I'll have to shave your pubic hair off," Morys asked timidly. "Just so the paint sticks better."
"Of course, yes. That makes sense," Noah answered.
Noah was more excited than nervous. After all, he'd been photographed painted and naked before. An artist at his own school named Joon Ho had taken pictures a year ago but Noah's identity was very much protected on that occasion. In posing as a statue, he would not have anonymity. That was what appealed to him.
Now that the day had come, Morys was excited and nervous in equal measure. After signing in and seeing more than half a dozen other names signed in – most for access to the school library to study – the pair made their way to the Art department.
"I brought something else with me," Noah said casually.
"Cock ring?" Morys guessed.
"Good idea but no," Noah replied.
Noah pulled a tube of cream from his pocket – something he had acquired from the RAW Studio.
"It's a defoliant cream. It retards hair growth for months so if we use it after you shave me..." Noah said.
Since he needed to be painted and photographed first, Noah would need to shower and then put it on but that was an unnecessary detail.
"You'll be hairless until the summer?" Morys said excitedly.
"Until the school year is over anyway," Noah agreed.
"Won't that be embarrassing? You're a nudist at Five Dukes, doesn't it bother you that all the boys will see you with no dick hair?" Morys asked.
Morys and Noah had a very honest relationship when it came to talking about nudity and sex. Morys enjoyed Noah's freedom but still found it hard to imagine bearing all as publicly as Noah does.
"It is embarrassing. I want people to see me," Noah confided. When Morys looked bewildered, Noah added: "I love embarrassment. You know I'm a nudist and like being seen naked but..."
"But?" Morys asked and he could tell there was something big going on.
They opened one of the Art rooms where the desks were arranged in a square with a space in the centre. There was a large sink at the back of the room and in the corner, a partition behind which a sexy boy model could undress before stepping out in front of teenage boys, totally naked. That was the fantasy anyway.
"I kind of enjoy dares on Sextr. Task-Me? And I like roleplaying events," Noah decided to reveal some of his secrets.
"Role playing like Dungeons and Dragons?" Morys asked.
"Dungeons? Now there's an exciting idea," Noah said coquettishly.
"You're making this up," Morys said with a laugh.
Was it really that farfetched though? Noah seemed to enjoy the Drama Club and what was that if not roleplaying? The boys stopped behind two desks and put schoolbags down and jackets over the backs of chairs.
"I'm not joking," Noah protested. "I did a roleplay where I was a medical patient in A&E and all my clothes were taken away so I was naked in the waiting area and then I got a prostate exam and was masturbated in front of everyone."
Morys looked like the flushed face emoji – his cheeks blushing and his eyes were as big as saucers.
"Where in the world would you do a roleplay like that?" Morys asked.
"I'll tell you another time," Noah replied. "Should I get undressed now?"
Noah knew that these kinds of scenario – explicit and sexual were problematic given the fact he was only seventeen. Legally, filmed sexual content is confined to eighteen and above. But that wasn't Noah's problem. When he was barely sixteen, being filmed naked and having sex was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him.
"Sure," Morys encouraged. "You can put the cream on after you wash the paint off."
Morys took the defoliant cream and pocketed it. Noah wasted little time, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his socks. It was February so Noah had been wearing a winter jacket that was already over the back of a chair. He pulled his jumper and t-shirt off in one go and Morys's eyes lingered over Noah slim waist and already hairless chest. Noah pushed his jeans down too and stood in just a pair of white briefs with coloured socks printed on them.
Noah caught Morys grinning.
"What? You've seen me naked before," Noah commented.
"Yea but this is in school. I know you go to your school naked but this is my school," Morys commented.
"I let nineteen boys masturbate over my body and then went to class without washing at your school," Noah pointed out.
"Yes and that was disgusting slash amazing. But you had your uniform on when you did that," Morys answered. "I mean, we could smell you from down the corridor but you were clothed... except when you were naked in the changing room"
Morys was excited by Noah's partial nudity. In a way the small underpants were more embarrassing than nakedness. Perhaps it was because Noah had deliberately chosen such immature underpants.
"The classroom door is open," Noah noted.
Morys looked around – so it was.
"Will I close the door?" Noah asked.
In his boyish briefs, Noah sauntered towards the door. The white fabric accentuated his creamy and hairless thighs and the soft, velvetiness of his abdomen. Noah got to the door and looked out into the corridor. Morys was right – it felt different being naked at Barons Edge Comprehensive. Five Dukes Boys School had been his school forever; they were his peers and teachers and he knew every corridor. They were apt to accept him because the school was a community. The Comprehensive was an exciting venue change and if anyone caught him, he'd need to explain himself...
Noah stepped out into to the corridor and Morys grabbed his boner. It was so hard and he was so excited that Morys worried he was going to cream in his undies. Noah stood around in the corridor – barefoot and wearing only his little underpants but the silence of the school was eerie. He walked back in without closing the door and walked back to Morys.
"I thought you were going to close the door?" Morys asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I thought you were going to shave me?" Noah said.
Morys opened his school bag and pulled out various pieces of shaving paraphernalia. He filled a small basin with warm water – they were usually used for cleaning brushes and that sort of thing. Morys returned with the basin and set it on the desk behind Noah. Noah had insisted on standing and was still facing the door.
"Ready?" Morys asked.
Noah pushed his briefs to the floor – revealing his flaccid dick and sagging balls.
"Ready!" Noah replied.
Morys had seen Noah naked before but Noah's confidence and lack of shame were palpable. Morys found it hard to process that Noah had deliberately left the door open – almost inviting someone so see him nude. Morys wanted to have that kind of confidence – he was certainly proud of his body and got compliments for it even if he was on the short side. His lack of height made him a cute and compact package like a gymnast and an athlete rolled into one.
Morys wet a towel he had brought with him and rubbed water into Noah's pubes to soften the bristles. Then he applied shaving foam.
"Spread it everywhere. You can really rub that in if you like," Noah said flirtatiously.
Morys spread the foam above Noah's dick and then all over his friend's balls. Noah grinned and giggled when Morys touched Noah's limp penis but amazingly he stayed soft.
"I'd love to be as secure and brazen as you," Morys said.
"You've got a body to be proud of. You're way more pumped than I am," Noah said.
"I am proud but I'm still... despite your best efforts, I don't think I'm the kind of guy who can walk around nude when someone can see me," Morys admitted.
He picked up a new and expensive razor and touched it against Noah's pubes. They didn't even need to be trimmed with scissors before he started because Noah's pubic hair was naturally short and neat. As Morys worked to remove the wiry hairs, Noah decided to tell Morys a bit more about his roleplaying in the hopes of making him feel more comfortable. Maybe if Morys knew about the insane things he'd done, he'd be more amenable to more adventurous exploration? Noah felt as if he was on commission – every new nudist he made earned him a bonus. In fact, Noah just wanted a nudist friend.
"You want to hear more about my roleplaying?" Noah asked.
"You did say you'd tell me more later," Morys said. "It's later now."
"I've done a few medical roleplays," Noah said conversationally. "In one I was part of a physical development study. They gave me a hospital gown that was too small and made me walk through the waiting area. Then when I was getting examined, they left the door open and boys watched me naked and hard..."
"You're making this up," Morys said incredulously.
"No no," Noah insisted.
"It's unbelievable you'd do something so indiscreet with the door open so anyone could see you," Morys joked.
Noah glared affectionately and looked to the open classroom door half expecting someone there but there was no-one.
"In the other one, I pretended to be sedated and a man took all my clothes off. Then photographed me. Then he touched me and made me hard and I came."
"You were molested?" Morys said.
Morys reared back, holding the towel that he'd just wiped Noah's pubis with. It was already totally smooth.
"No, because it wasn't real and I consented," Noah emphasised.
"This sounds way better than D&D," Morys confessed.
Morys got to work on Noah's balls during which time Noah shared his school-based roleplaying experiences.
"...Once I was tied to the teachers desk, spread eagled, naked and hard. I was left there to get caught by the class of all boys who laughed at me and took pictures on their phones," Noah revealed.
"Fucking hell," Morys interjected. "How do you have any cum left?"
"I came really hard that day," Noah confessed.
"That's what I mean. That's so hot! If it happened to be, assuming I didn't die from the humiliation, I'd cum like I was pissing gallon," Morys said.
"Now there is an image," Noah commented.
Morys wiped away the excess shaving foam from Noah's balls and Noah put both his arms behind his head to expose his armpits. Morys stood up and lathered them up too. They'd been in the building for half an hour already and Morys still had to paint Noah and then photograph him.
Noah thought he heard a sound in the corridor and turned to look but there was no-one in sight. As they neared the moment when the photoshoot would happen, Morys contemplated what would happen if they were caught. Morys didn't think they were doing anything wrong but it depended who caught them as to whether that assessment would be shared.
Morys touched the razor to Noah's armpit and started to scrape away the short, fair hairs. Noah was seventeen and still looked seventeen yet simultaneously he looked younger. Noah's skinniness and his height gave him a beanpole appearance; his legs were long, thin and totally smooth without the need to shave them; and Noah's pubic area was now as smooth as his abdomen and chest.
Noah looked perfect.
Morys wiped away excess foam from one armpit and moved onto the next one.
"I also did a sex education lesson once... long story... which ended with me..." Noah was saying but he was interrupted.
"What are you boys doing?" asked a young voice.
Noah and Morys looked to the doors to see Oliver – a Teaching Assistant. He was nineteen or twenty years old and had been a Sixth Former at the school only a few years ago. Morys remembered him. He was tall and good looking with short hair and a trendy beard.
The young man was unperturbed by seeing a student's penis – he was rather amused actually. He had also been listening for a while and Noah was unbelievable. What was he, seventeen? Noah had had experiences beyond most people's dreams. Although Oliver was unperturbed, he wore as serious expression as he could.
"Oh... Art?" replied Morys.
He was fully aware of how dodgy the situation looked to an outside observer.
"Art? That's why there's a naked Year 10 in the room?" Oliver asked.
He was laughing on the inside – Year 10's were fourteen or fifteen. He knew quite nicely Noah was seventeen. The teenager was in the joint MPC Exchange between Barron's Edge Comprehensive and Five Duke's Boys School.
"He's not a Year 10 sir," Morys protested.
"I'm in the MPC Exchange classes," Noah prompted the young man.
"Oh my god! Now I recognise you," Oliver feigned sudden recognition. "I thought you were about fourteen!"
"I get that sometimes," Noah replied.
Noah had been unable to cover up because Morys was on his right and shaving his left armpit so his right arm was trapped behind Morys's body. Morys was leaning over Noah and trying to wipe away shaving foam and stray hair – the shaving now complete.
Noah's full-frontal exposure to the Teaching Assistant was rather embarrassing – his penis was a short and stumpy two and a half inches. His legs were silky and any pubic hair had been totally removed leaving him as hairless as he'd been five years ago.
"Well, I'm Oliver," the Teaching Assistant said.
He stepped closer and as he raised his hand to shake Noah's, he accidentally (on purpose) glanced Noah's penis.
"Oh. Sorry," Oliver said.
"It's ok," Noah relied as he shoot the warm, dry hand of the young man. "I get that sometimes too."
"Why exactly are you naked in school Noah?" asked Oliver as he took his hand back.
As a Teaching Assistant to Mr McKay he was fully aware of Noah's nudism. Noah was a nudist at his own school but the practice had not been extended to the days he spent at the Barons Edge Comprehensive which was a shame because Noah was as cute as a button.
Naked from his toes to his nipples, Noah was just the kind of boy Oliver would love to bend over a desk. Oliver had been a where Noah was just two years ago – not hairless and shaved, but a Year 13. He had been a bit aimless after school, much to his parents chagrin because a Comprehensive is not a cheap education. His decision to be a TA had disappointed them but Oliver liked being around teenage boys. Moreover, Mr McKay had been his favourite teacher so assisting him now was like a dream.
"I'm helping Morys with his art," Noah replied.
The teenager still didn't cover up – there was no point now and besides, Noah wasn't embarrassed to be seen by the attractive young man who was clearly checking him out.
"His art? Is that what you guys call it nowadays?" Oliver said salaciously.
"We're not having sex," Morys protested – unfortunately, he thought. "I'm just going to take pictures of him... that came out wrong."
Oliver chuckled.
"I really am helping Morys with an Art project. He's going to paint me like a statue and then photograph me as part of his portfolio," Noah explained.
"Yes, we all heard about your statue being destroyed," Oliver said to Morys – his voice carrying sincere empathy.
That little shit Eric should have been flushed down the toilet – pupils and teachers were confident it was him but they hadn't been able to prove it.
"You know, hardly anyone is about. You could use the Social Stretch for the photographs. It would look like a gallery. Like in a museum or something," Oliver suggested.
The Social Stretch was an area that occupied most of the ground floor – stretching from behind the admin area of the school to the music and technology departments on the other side of the school. The Social Stretch also looked onto a quad in the centre of the building and it spread out into the open plan seating area of the cafeteria. Oliver indulged a fantasy of seeing Noah naked in the Social Stretch during a normal school day – surrounded by half the school, all looking at the boy's little dick.
"That's actually a pretty good idea," Morys mused. "But I couldn't ask Noah to stand around there in the scud."
"Sure you can," Noah said.
"Noah, come on. Be serious," Morys said.
"It'll be fine. Oliver just said there's no-one around, remember?" Noah said.
Hardly anyone. What Oliver had actually said was: "You know, hardly anyone is about."
Hardly anyone.
"Come on, it'll be fun," Noah insisted. "And the background will be more impressive than this little room, right?"
"Yea," Morys agreed but he still felt like it was asking a lot.
"Come on then," Noah said.
"You're going like that?" Oliver asked.
Fucking hell, the day was getting better and better.
Morys thought about how exciting and adventurous his naked walk through the deserted school had been but that felt like nothing compared to what Noah was proposing to do. A naked walk and then standing around barefoot and bare arsed in the middle of the school for up to an hour and getting photographed.
Morys had wanted to be more comfortable being naked for dramatic roles on stage and hoped Noah could help – that confidence hadn't materialised but Noah's excessively adventurousness was thrilling. For Noah, it wasn't even that far out.
"Yea, I'll go like this. You said the school's basically empty, right?" Noah asked Oliver.
The seventeen-year-old locked eyes with the young man and Oliver could see a smile in his eyes. Noah knew quite nicely that the school was not actually empty. Did Noah enjoy the risk?
"Hmmm," Oliver replied in an affirmative tone.
"You mixed all the paint you need, right?" Noah asked.
"Yes," Morys replied.
Jars of stone-coloured paint had been mixed over the course of several days so that Morys could add textures and shadows when applying it to Noah's skin.
"But it'll take half an hour or more to paint you. Maybe we should do that in the privacy of the Art room?" Morys suggested.
"Nah, it'll be fine," Noah said.
Noah strode to the doorway and Oliver made enough space for Noah to pass but only if the teenager pressed up against him. Morys was too distracted to notice as Noah faced Oliver and pressed his skinny, naked body against the young man as he headed for the door.
Oliver felt the soft, teenage prick against the front of his trousers – the horny little fucker was such a tease. The TA was left unsure as to exactly what was going on between Noah and Morys – he had assumed something intimate. But then Noah had grinded his penis and flat, hairless chest against him and now Oliver wasn't so sure.
That said, Noah was overconfident and it wouldn't be nearly as fun if Noah was caught while the lad was so cocky. Oliver took a few seconds to think – Noah didn't mind that he was naked or hairless or posing in a public space...
"Wait a second," Oliver said.
Noah stopped at the door while Morys was still gathering his supplied. Oliver raced to the Art Room store cupboard and returned with a flat packet in his hand.
"The Art teachers always keep cold packs in the freezer for first aid," Oliver said – handing it to Noah.
"What do you want me to do with this?" Noah asked.
"You should put it on your... your penis. After all, statues are usually very... petite down there and your scrotum needs tightening up," Oliver commented about Noah's dick and sagging balls.
Noah's willy was hardly oversized but the TA wanted Noah's penis to shrink even more.
"Ok," Noah replied to the self-fulfilling embarrassment challenge.
Oliver stepped out into the hall with Noah while Morys lifted his painting supplies and camera. When they saw how heavily laden Morys was, they both agreed to carry things. Noah carried the cold pack in one hand and brushes and skin markers in the other so he couldn't cover up as he walked.
Morys and Oliver walked beside him – checking out Noah's petite butt as they walked the length of the corridor. There was a flight of stairs just beside the Art rooms but they took the corridor to the end from the Art department and past the History, Modern Studies and Geography rooms. Descending the stairs at the opposite end of the corridor opened directly into the Social Stretch.
Morys was too distracted by Noah's beauty and struck by how shameless he was about being nude to notice Oliver's lingering gaze. Although Noah had no fear about walking around the school naked, it was different to being naked at Five Dukes Boys School where he'd been practicing nudism for five months.
Only a dozen boys at Barons Edge Comprehensive knew about his nudism and a handful more had seen him naked in their showers. It was exciting and invigorating to saunter their school with his balls out. Noah stopped in the middle of the Social Stretch, the and then turned to face Morys who was a few steps behind him.
There was Noah's penis again! Morys had seen it before and he'd just shaved it but now Noah was naked in the main social space of Morys's school and there was a Teaching Assistant watching. As Noah applied the cold pack to his balls and penis, Morys looked at him and Oliver suddenly realised he had to justify his continued presence.
"I'm fascinated to see what your final project is going to look like," Oliver said. "I was helping a study group this morning but was about to head home. Do you mind if I watch?"
Oliver asked Morys and ignored the naked boy who was going to be the centre of his attention.
"Sure," Morys agreed.
Morys was grateful it was the spring half-term and felt sorry that teachers still had to come into work on occasion. Students came into the school to study, Morys supposed...
There was nearly a connection between these two things in Morys's head but he moved on to start his painting. Morys had brought a large sheet to put on the floor – regardless of where he was painting, he would have been expected to protect the floor from stray paint. Morys had several containers of paint and multiple brushes and his camera bag.
"I just need to get organised and then I can get going on you," Morys said. "That came out wrong."
"Did it?" Noah flirted back.
The sheet was laid and Noah stood in its centre – facing the stairs he had come down. Morys placed his paints in one corner – on Noah's left. Oliver stood on Noah's right. When Morys started in earnest, he was very serious. Morys started with Noah's feet and worked up each exquisitely hairless leg, adding layers of paint and darkening the tone on the inside of the legs and thighs. In short order, Morys was already scurrying around to paint Noah's buttocks.
In a way, Noah's dick being covered by the cold pack helped him to concentrate – cock had a tendency to distract Morys.
Noah's eyes shifted to Oliver and he realised why the Teaching Assistant had chosen to stand on his right. Because behind the young man was the entire wall of windows that looked into the quad at the centre of the school. When Noah orientated himself to the landmarks around him, it was even more exciting. Behind Noah's left shoulder was the cafeteria seating area. If it had been a normal school day, students could have watched his nudity while eating lunch.
Noah felt Morys part his ass cheeks, painting all the way into the crack. Noah's hole was tickled by the soft bristles – his sphincter liked the feel of it. Without thinking, Noah bent forward slightly and parted his legs wider so Morys could even paint the perineum.
"Don't worry, I'll used a separate brush for this bit," Morys promised – for hygiene, he discarded the ass brush.
Morys came back to the front, on his knees, in front of Noah's hairless groin. Without instruction, Noah removed the cold pack and tossed it to Oliver, who caught it. The reveal of his shrunken penis was magnificent. His balls had risen into a tightly bulbous sack just underneath a willy that was barely an inch and a half in size. Behind Morys's back, Oliver silently sniggered at the tiny and hairless dick of the seventeen year old schoolboy.
Morys has a much better poker face than Oliver. His expression became serious as he painted Noah's testicles and prodded the dinky dick to paint the underside of the shaft. For good measure, Morys peeled back Noah's foreskin and painted the spongy head hidden inside.
Oliver could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the head of Noah's dick getting exposed but the teenager remained impressively flaccid. With the intimate bits done, Morys proceeded to paint all the way up Noah's silky tummy and chest and casting a stony grey layer over the nipples. Noah's arms were painted and he put them out to the side in a T shape so the entire limb could be coated.
Noah smirked when he put both his hands behind his head, exposing his hairless and as-yet unpainted armpits. With arms out of the way, Morys painted Noah's sides and then his armpits. Morys alternated between brushes and sponges as the applied broad layers and then more detail.
Oliver watched overtly when Morys went around the other side to paint Noah's back and once again Noah and the TA looked at each other with a shared understanding.
Once everything up to an including Noah's neck was painted, his hair was sprayed and finally, the stone-coloured paints were added to Noah's face. Noah smiled involuntarily because he was once again thinking about when Joon-Ho had painted him. Noah's nudity had embarrassed Joon-Ho more than it had humiliated him. On that occasion, the artist has always been discretely concealed Noah's boyhood with an environmental canvas. This was quite a different thing. Noah's nakedness was going to be fully and overtly explored by Morys's pictures.
"You can open your eyes now," Morys said.
Noah opened and Morys stood back to admire everything. Noah was still in "the position" with his arms behind his head like a porn star. Morys couldn't help but look at Oliver, the Teaching Assistant, who wore a good mask of inquisitive artistic interest. Morys knew better – he was worldly enough to know that young men don't watch naked teenage boys the way he had been out of an interest in art. Morys had by and large ignored Oliver but he found himself thinking about all the rumours that Oliver was having an affair with Mr McKay, the blind teacher he was an assistant to.
Was it technically an affair if neither of them had partners?
The scandalous thing was that Oliver had been one of Mr McKay's pupils a few years ago so, if the rumours were true, the man was fucking a boy who'd been in his class not so long ago. If the rumours were true.
Oliver put a pin in that train of thought – it felt like a plot development for another day.
"Ok Noah," Morys said as he prepared his camera. "Put your right hand on your hip and your left hand floating in front of your thigh."
Morys took pictures. He had to admit, Noah's tight scrotum and small penis did add a more decent affect to the images. A statue with a one-and-a-half-inch penis was classy but a boy with a small dick just mortifying and Morys hoped Noah was ok with it.
"Turn your head a little to your right and tilt your head up," Morys asked.
He took more pictures and every one caught Noah from head to toe in his splendid birthday suit. Noah's compact penis was just beautiful. Morys walked all the way around Noah as he took pictures in each pose. Noah's tight ass looked was like it was made out of clay or sculpted from stone.
Over the course of a few poses, Morys added a few other details with paint and skin markers and then took more pictures. They were nearly done and setting up the final pose when something changed.
"Ok, now put your right hand on top of your head... keep your wrist limp," Morys asked so Noah's hand wilted until his palm was facing the side of his head. "Put your left hand on the back of your neck. Down a bit."
Noah heard them before Morys did because the artist was concentrating on taking his final set of pictures. Boys were coming! They were arriving from behind but Noah saw Oliver smiling delightedly. Oliver had worried the Year 11 boys, who had come into school to study, might take another route out of the school. Mr Roy who had been supervising the GCSE study group but he was probably already in the pub so he must have left by the door to the staff car park.
Oliver had been supervising the study room until lunchtime and was on his way out when, by luck, he had spotted Noah and Morys. Curiosity had carried him and he had lucked out with catching the nudist teen.
"Woah! What the hell man?"
"Look at that ass."
"Woot!"
Morys looked up aghast. He looked at Noah who just winked, which wasn't very helpful. Noah stood stalk still – not moving a single muscle.
"Did you sculpt that thing yourself, Morys?" asked one of the approaching boys.
"Well... I've certainly touched it a lot," Morys responded.
Noah heard three boys laughing.
"I thought your sculpture was wrecked by that fanny flap, Eric."
The three lads were close enough now to step around and look at Noah's front. They gazed at his penis with surprise – they must have seen one before surely? Boys will be boys though and they were curious and amused by it.
"Wow."
"That is actually quite accurate."
"Mine's bigger."
Noah didn't dare shift his gaze but he could see them well enough to tell they weren't Sixth Former's. They must be Year 11's though Noah didn't know any of the Comprehensive boys outside of the MPC Exchange.
"Can I touch it, Morys?" asked one of the teens.
"Eh..." Morys replied.
The lad took that as a yes and stepped forward. His friends remained standing on Noah's left while a cute ginger boy put his hand on Noah's left outer thigh and stroked it.
"It's so smooth and polished. It's almost warm," said the lad.
"Yea... the thing is..." Morys said.
The boy slid his whole hand over Noah's left pectoral and into the armpit. Noah struggled with all his might to avoid giggling as fingers tickled his shaved and painted pit. The boys expression changed too as he started thinking something weird was going on with Morys's statue.
"Morys?" the boy asked.
With a single finger he prodded Noah's penis. While Noah's thigh and pectoral were just firm enough to have passed a caress with flat hand, Noah's dick was pulpy and soft. The lad looked up as he registered the sensation.
"Boo!" Noah said.
"Bahhh!" the lad jumped back, almost tripping over his own feet.
His friends also freaked out.
"Fuck!"
"Oh shit!"
Noah started laughing and so did Oliver and Morys. It took nearly a minute for everyone to recover. Where initially the startling effect of a stone statue moving and saying "boo," had stunned the three boys, the attention now returned to a totally naked Noah.
Noah was no longer posing but he did not cover his genitals or his ass.
"Oh my god, I touched his penis," the ginger cutie said.
"You look familiar," said one of the others.
"That's Noah McNelis, he's a seventeen-year-old student from Five Dukes Boys School," Oliver said – outing Noah's identity and negating any opportunity for Noah to keep it hidden.
Not that he would have.
"You're seventeen?!" once of the lads responded incredulously.
"Your thing is smaller than a battery."
The three boys burst out laughing at Noah's tiny dick. Sniggering and pointing at it with derision. Noah was mortified and even though he knew his cock was bigger than average, he was embarrassed to be seen in this state.
"You're in the MPC classes," registered his mate.
"Why are you butt naked in school?" asked the ginger who had touched Noah's dick.
"You touched his willy."
"Yea... but I thought... why is his willy in our Social Stretch?" ginger rebutted.
"He's replaced my sculpture," Morys replied.
"The one that Eric destroyed because he's a bigoted failure?" asked one of the boys.
"Yes," Morys replied.
"So, you're really... naked?"
"Oh my god, Noah."
"Are the rumours about you true then?" asked ginger.
"Depends what the rumours are," Noah responded.
"The say you're a nudist and that Five Dicks lets you be a nudist at school," ginger answered.
"Oh, then yes. The rumours are true," Noah replied.
"Do you sleep naked?" asked one of the boys – a left field question.
"Yea," Noah answered.
"Pyjama Day is going to be fun," he giggled.
"And now you're posing while Morys takes pictures of you?" ginger enquired.
Noah nodded nonchalantly.
"What if you get a boner?" asked one of the boys.
"Oh... it happens sometimes, I guess," Noah answered. "I try not to think about it but it's no big deal if it happens."
"I've seen it. It's a big deal," Morys emphasised the word big.
The three fifteen-year-olds chuckled.
"That would be totally humiliating," ginger insisted – he couldn't imagine a worse embarrassment.
Noah thought they were cute and didn't get any major gay vibes off them but they were certainly interested in his nudity. Perhaps just natural teenage curiosity like the straight boys in the showers who had masturbated over him a few weeks ago.
The boys started to ask Morys questions about his art and how he had created the impression of stone on Noah's skin. Oliver was conspicuous by his silence but loving every moment of Noah's exposure. Noah could read Oliver's mind for what to do next.
Noah put both hands on his buttocks and looked at his own groin. His dick was a one-and-a-half-inch stub but he thought about sucking Morys's cock, he thought about being seen masturbating by the whole school, he imagined the three twinky friends in front of him undressing...
In the space of a minute, Noah's cock started to thicken and lengthen. Oliver, who had stayed quiet while the lads talked, shifted as he saw Noah get aroused and once Noah's seven-inch cock was in view, leaking a tear of cum, he was open mouthed.
"Oh my god, Noah. That's totally inappropriate," Oliver admonished.
Morys and the three friends looked to see Noah's stiffy.
"I take it back, I'm not bigger," the fifteen-year-old said.
Without waiting, Morys lifted his camera and took a picture or five.
"You're taking pictures of him like that?!" ginger asked.
Morys shrugged. The paint where Noah's impressive precum had mixed was revealing the pink colour of the head of Noah's dick.
"We should go..." the ginger lad said.
"So nudists don't get embarrassed if they get a hard-on?" his curious friend asked.
"No, it's fine," Noah replied.
"Are you shaved for this photoshoot?" his mate asked.
"Yes," Noah answered. "Well, not my legs or chest. They were already smooth."
All three boys tittered at that admission from a boys two years older than them. Suddenly a phone trilled the arrival of a message.
"My dad's here," ginger said. "He wants to know where the fuck we are and to hurry up."
"Let's go."
"It was a real pleasure seeing so much of you Noah."
Noah had dominated the attention of the three Year 11's and Morys but Noah had noticed Oliver watching him at every moment. Once Noah got hard, the Teaching Assistant squeezed his own cock with a hand in his pocket.
"Bye Noah," chorused the three boys.
Was it his imagination or did one of them take a sneaky picture of him?
"I think I got all the pictures I need. Thanks Noah," Morys said awkwardly.
"You're welcome," Noah replied.
"That was certainly a big display you put on there," Oliver said.
"I didn't mean for anyone to see you," Morys said earnestly.
"I liked it," Noah confessed.
While Morys was immensely attracted to the idea of being naked on stage, he didn't have that confidence despite Noah's efforts. Seeing Noah get caught had been harrowing and exciting. The attention of the three Year 11's had been benign and flattering but Morys still struggled to imagine how he would have felt in Noah's place.
Morys had packed up most of this things when Oliver offered to return it to the art room.
"I can manage," Morys said.
"Let me help, Morys. You should go with your friend to the changing rooms. Noah needs to wash that paint off," Oliver pointed out.
"You can wash my back for me," Noah flirted.
"Ok," Morys agreed.
Oliver's offer to take Morys's paints and camera back to the room were not entirely altruistic – if Morys and Noah were together, he'd have plenty of time to copy the images for sweet images of a naked twink.
"What if we get caught?" Morys asked.
"What if I get caught you mean? You're not doing anything wrong," Noah replied.
"I guess. But still, this isn't Five Dukes..." Morys started to say.
"By the way, you guys call us Five Dicks?" Noah interrupted in a mock-offended tone.
"It's a term of endearment," Morys insisted. "You guys call us Barons Edging"
Noah smirked – the idea of edging Morys was pretty nice.
"I wish you were nude too. You wanted help feeling comfortable being naked and seen, right?" Noah reminded Morys. "You walked naked through the school before."
"Yes, when I was sure no-one was here to catch me," Morys replied.
"Which was only the start when you think about it. You can't get comfortable being naked in front of people if there's no people around," Noah pointed out.
"I guess that makes sense," Morys agreed.
"I'm not really asking you to get naked by the way. I'm just trying to get you thinking about comfort. I'm not bothered if a sexy eighteen-year-old receptionist sees me..." Noah said.
"The receptionist isn't sexy, eighteen or a man," Morys interrupted.
"A woman?" Noah asked and Morys nodded. "Yuk!"
They had arrived at the changing rooms anyway and Noah walked straight into the shower and turned on a hot spray of water. He let the water wash away most of the paint before picking up liquid soap left behind by a previous boy. Noah scrubbed his hair and skin until it was shiny and pink again. Noah's hair turned from grey to blonde. Noah looked down to see the final streams of paint-stained water trickling down his smooth legs and over his bare feet.
Morys had been watching and enjoying the casual, nude cleansing ritual.
The school had a supply of towels and when Noah turned off the spray of water, Morys picked one up and held it out for Noah to take. Noah's penis was soft but plump, the warm water having loosened it up.
"I thought you were going to scrub my back?" Noah said half-seriously.
"I didn't want to get my clothes wet," Morys replied.
"You could have taken them off, dummy," Noah replied affectionately.
Morys blushed and watched as Noah finished drying himself – his original skin tone had returned and a few hours post-shaving the skin looked even smoother than before.
"Do you want to cream on me?" Noah asked.
"What?" Morys spluttered.
"Oh, I meant, do you want to put cream on me," Noah grinned mischievously.
"Oh yea," Morys said – remembering he had the defoliant cream in his pocket.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Morys asked.
"One hundred percent," Noah replied. "But when you put it on, can we pretend otherwise."
Morys enjoyed acting – or roleplaying as Noah thought of it. Morys squeezed cream onto his hands and stood in front of Noah.
"Put your arms behind your head," Morys said.
"Why" Noah asked meekly.
"Because I shaved you and you didn't seem to bothered," Morys replied. "Let's see if this bothers you."
Morys slathered Noah's pits with cream.
"What does it do?" Noah asked.
"It'll stop your hair growing back for months," Morys replied meanly.
"No!" Noah whined. "Everyone will laugh at me."
"They'll laugh even more at your hairless pee pee," Morys said.
"I was just playing it cool when I said shaving didn't bother me," Noah said. "Please don't put the cream on me.
Morys snorted as he smeared the cream above Noah's flaccid penis, his testicles and his thighs.
"I don't want everyone to see me with a hairless willy. What if they think I'm just a boy?" Noah pouted.
"You are just a boy," Morys laughed sincerely and Noah joined in.
"That was fun," Noah enthused. "I enjoyed that."
"Me too," Morys agreed – he was especially happy that he had completed his task of removing all of Noah's hair. "I especially liked touching you downstairs."
"You know there's no hurry to get back upstairs," Noah replied.
Noah put his arms around Morys's neck and their lips touched. The kiss was intimate and exciting. When their lips parted, Morys sighed contentedly.
"Do you want to have sex me?" Noah asked spontaneously.
Morys was stunned and looked Noah up and down with longing. The answer was – yes, obviously he wanted to have sex with Noah but Noah had no feelings for him. Perhaps for Noah sexual attraction was all that was required but Morys wanted something more.
"You're the sexiest boy I've ever seen," Morys replied.
"Thank you," Noah responded gleefully.
"But I'm a virgin and I don't want my first time to be in the boys changing room at school," Morys added.
Noah was disappointed and didn't hide it very well. He did understand that losing one's virginity was a big moment so he tried not to be too hard on Morys but Noah really wanted the hot lad.
"Maybe another time?" Noah asked.
"Maybe," Morys responded gleefully.
But Morys hadn't felt glee. He'd felt disappointed that all Noah saw was an ass to fuck or a cock to pound him. Was that all Morys was to him? In fairness, it wasn't Noah's fault that Morys had a crush on him. Noah surprised Morys by leaning in and kissing him again. Softly and tenderly on the lips.
"I should go get my camera back before going home," Morys said.
"Sure," Noah replied obliviously. "I'm just going to tidy up."
Morys left the room and dashed off – grateful to get away after the awkward solicitation and denial. It wasn't until Morys was gone that Noah realised he should have asked Morys to bring his clothes down. Noah took a damp cloth and wiped his armpits and pubis. They were as smooth as glass, emphasising Noah's petite and boyish physique. Once he was dry again dry Noah made his way back through the school to the Art room.
It was disappointingly uneventful. Noah got back to the first floor Art room without meeting staff, teachers or pupils which was equal parts disappointing and relieving. When he stepped into the room, Morys was nowhere to be seen but Oliver was.
"Hello sir," Noah said.
"I'm not a teacher, Noah. You don't have to call me sir," Oliver replied.
"I was just being polite," Noah noted.
Oliver gazed at Noah's nakedness, his smoothness and his casual beauty.
"Make it hard again," Oliver said.
"What?" Noah replied.
"When I saw it downstairs you were covered in paint. Make it hard again," Oliver said.
"You like boys, Oliver?" Noah teased.
"I'm a boy," Oliver replied – he was only two years older than Noah.
Noah smirked and perhaps because things hadn't happened with Morys, Noah was still horny. Noah slid his hands down his flat abdomen and over the pubeless space. He stoked the flaccid sausage between his legs, petting heavily until it responded. In a few minutes, Noah was fully hard in front of the Teaching Assistant.
"I don't think I've ever seen a boy look as smooth as you," Oliver commented.
Noah's cock leaked and he put both hands behind his head to expose his pits. The cock remained happily bouncing in front of him with precum oozing.
"Wow, that's a lot of precum," Oliver said. "Most boys would be humiliated standing in front of a teacher like this."
"Well... you're not a teacher," Noah said.
"Touché," Oliver congratulated.
"Jerk off," Oliver said.
Noah gripped his cock and sat on the edge of the desk as he started to masturbate.
"It's like performance art... I love it," Oliver commented.
Naked and hard in a classroom as an infrequent but not new experience. Never the less, it was a thrill. Noah watched the Teaching Assistant as he stroked himself and was delighted and flattered by the attention.
"Are you a virgin, Noah?" Oliver asked.
"No," Noah replied.
He was still jerking and leaking, watching the young man smile as he answered.
"Of course you're not. A guy as hot as you with an ass that good," Oliver commented.
"Thanks," Noah accepted the compliment.
Noah was getting nearer to orgasm and had nowhere to shoot so he cupped his hand and unloaded into it. There was only one place to put the creamy deposit now – Noah slurped it out of his hand with Oliver watching the wonderfully disgusting display with interest.
"Turn around," Oliver said.
Noah turned around and he felt Oliver hand on his back. Slowly, Noah bent over and the nineteen-year-old gently traced his finger around Noah's sphincter. Oliver was just about to put his finger inside when they heard Morys coming. Noah didn't want Morys to see him post-orgasm with Oliver – he'd get the wrong idea. Noah dashed towards his schoolbag and pulled it closer, covering his dick as he rummaged around for his clothes.
"Hi Noah," Morys said breathlessly. "I was just looking at the pictures. Do you want to see them?"
"Maybe I should get dressed first," Noah said.
It had been a long and naked afternoon.
Many thanks as always to the Nifty Archivists who do an amazing job. Check out the Beta (the bate version?) version of the new Nifty Archive and please consider donating to help keep the site up and running (I do not receive any financial compensation for my stories): http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Feedback to authors is their only compensation and motivation.
Email me: niftyencomiums@gmail.com
My blog: https://niftyencomiums.blogspot.com (updated weekly with teasers for the next chapter)
My newtumbl: https://niftyguy.newtumbl.com/
My Twitter: @niftyencomiums1
My stories so far:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#jforrester
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