If you've been enjoying this story and it's multiple genre's, check out my short stories (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/anthology/). This series includes stories about alternate universes & falling in love; public humiliation & exhibition punishments; mind control & sexual manipulation; invisibility & nudity; teleportation, empathy & unlikely romance; and, a hyperbolic scheme thwarted by a seductive spy.
Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Blind Teacher
SUNDAY 24TH APRIL 2022
Noah had woken up on Sunday thinking about school. Not because he was a sad loser who loved it so much, though he did like spending all day with teenage boys, their smells, their cute uniforms... what was he thinking about again?
Yes, he was thinking, as he had the night before, that Friday would be the last day of the Maths, Physics and Chemistry Exchange at Barons Edge Comprehensive and so the final time Noah would be in school uniform.
As a schoolboy nudist, Noah only wore his uniform when visiting the Comprehensive. The final time Noah would wear his school uniform was perhaps slightly misleading – if everything went to plan. The plan in question had been formed last night.
Noah hand been talking to Dural and Jasper on Sextr when the topic had come up. They had teased Noah for failing to even keep his uniform for one day a month (the average frequency with which they visited the comprehensive for the MPC Exchange) since last month he had stripped bare naked on Pyjama Day.
Noah had been online to catch up with some much-needed smut. He was after all a horny seventeen-year-old boy. While Noah browsed porn videos and sexy images, he chatted online to Morys, Matty, Dural and Jasper; though Dural and Jasper were in a group Message-Me.
BurlingtonBoi: {Have you done any dares lately?}
Duke-It-Out: {Not for a while...}
Noah contemplated the consequences of asking a school peer for dare suggestions. The truth was though, Noah was very interested in how inventive Dural would be. Frankly, Noah should have known better.
Duke-It-Out: {What do you have in mind?}
It turned out that every idea in Dural's mind was a filthy one. Noah was ready to commit right away but he paused as he thought about his relationship with Morys. Noah had been fucked by ten men last week and he had still not found a way to explain his EMARP roleplaying to Morys. So, before committing to Dural's dirty but exciting suggestion, Noah decided to talk to Morys.
Morys had laughed out loud.
"You want to do that? In class? How fucking dare you," Morys said, suddenly serious.
Morys looked angry, hurt and offended. Except he wasn't any of those things.
"You're going to do that in a class I'm not even in?" Morys demanded.
"Oh... I get it... you're joking... very funny," Noah said.
Noah chuckled and appreciated the skill of Morys's acting – for a moment, he really had believed Morys was angry about Dural's proposal. It was Sunday morning and Noah had visited Morys's house. Noah had been before and met his mum and dad who seemed to like him. Noah and Morys had talked about going for a run but it started to rain and Morys persuaded Noah to listen to a podcast that neither of them were actually listening to. Noah had instead raised the subject of Dural and Jasper's dare for his last day in school uniform at the Comprehensive.
"It's fine. Really, it sounds exciting and just like the kind of thing you love to do," Morys said.
There was a hint of pass remarkability in his tone this time.
"I mean... I don't have to do it if you don't want me to," Noah conceded. "That's why I'm asking because... I'm trying to be good at the boyfriend thing."
Noah was still overthinking things when it came to his relationship with Morys and still insecure about if he was getting it right. Noah and Morys had only really been on three dates since giving the boyfriend thing a try. Three dates in two weeks... was that too little? Oh god, was it too much? Noah worried about everything. He and Morys hung out in the group a lot in between dates but should they hold hands? Should they be kissing in public? Their friends knew but it was not otherwise common knowledge, should Noah have updated his relationship status on Sextr?
How?! How was it possible that Noah could jump at the chance of a dare at school or being fucked by ten men but thinking about boyfriend achievements had him questioning everything.
"You're so cute," Morys softened.
Morys tucked himself beside Noah, put an arm around him and they cuddled. Noah was taller and skinnier but Morys was more muscled and athletic – he had strong arms and Noah enjoyed being held by them.
"I lost track, are you ok with it or not?" Noah asked flirtatiously.
"It's totally fine. I mean literally every boy at your school sees you naked all day every day so the boys at mine might as well get another look," Morys said. "I was just jealous for a second. Besides, the whole nudist/ exhibitionist thing was what first attracted me to you."
"Really," Noah asked, kissing Morys on the cheek and cuddling him.
"Yes," Morys replied. "That and the pictures I found of you in that fashion magazine. Remember that? It feels like forever ago."
It was nearly seven months since Noah and Morys had first met. It was the first visit to Barons Edge Comprehensive – Morys was not in the MPC Exchange so they hadn't met when the Comp boys had visited Five Dukes Boys School and seen he was a schoolboy nudist.
Morys was Head Prefect, he had introduced himself and then revealed he recognised Noah.
"What was the magazine called again?" Noah asked.
"Teen Threads," Morys said dreamily.
How could Noah forget?
Morys had revealed he had seen Noah in a fashion magazine. The magazine in question was aimed at 13–19-year-old boys with pages divided into clothes aimed at each age group; 19, 17-18, 15-16 and 13-14. Noah was three months away from his seventeen birthday when the pictures had been taken on Five Dukes Beach – but he didn't look seventeen. Noah had been shaved as smooth as before he started puberty and there was not even a faint trace of stubble in the images printed on glossy paper.
"I can't believe they put your pictures on the thirteen- to fourteen-year-old pages," Morys laughed.
Noah laughed too and he looked at Morys's happy face, his white teeth exposed by the moment of humour. Noah could see Morys's fangs which looked less vampiric and more like the sweet canine teeth you'd find in a puppy.
"I'm glad we can bond over how humiliating that was," Noah said sincerely.
It felt important to remind them both that they each enjoyed Noah's interest in embarrassment. Embarrassment necessitated other people seeing him exposed.
"I still have the magazine," Morys said excitedly. "Full disclosure, I have more than one copy... And the digital copy."
"Alright! Stalker!" Noah teased.
Morys retrieved the magazine from a drawer in his desk and handed it to Noah. They flipped to the reveal page for the THIRTEEN – FOURTEEN section. Noah was beautiful but the capture was almost obscene in the exposure of his seventeen-year-old hairless body. Noah wore pink swimming trunks with his arm raised to catch or release a beach ball - thus exposing his totally smooth armpit. Noah's chest and abdomen were flat and smooth and his chest was interrupted only by the brown buttons of his nipples.
Noah's belly button stretched into and oval shape as he reaching up and the full-length capture of his long body only accentuated his body baldness. The trunks were micro-sized; the hip barely an inch wide, exposing much of Noah's hip and accentuating his silken thighs. Worst of all, the swimwear were sling so low that it was obvious Noah had no pubic hair above his penis.
The lump in the front of the trunks was big enough to be seen and small enough to be mortifying - a sad representation of his boyish persona.
Though Noah was close to seventeen when the pictures had been taken, it was no surprise they had put him as the model for the youngest age range. It was humiliating to pass for a boy two or three years younger but he was too tall and well developed to really look that young. Nevertheless, Noah knew boys would laugh if they ever saw the pictures.
Noah felt a hand on his stomach, sliding under his t-shirt and working up.
Noah had been caught up looking a sexy pictures of himself that he had missed the opening intimacy from Morys. Morys had reasserted he was not ready for sexual intercourse and Noah had reasserted he did not want to rush to anything Morys wasn't ready for – however, Morys did like touching and kissing.
It seemed they were done talking about Noah's impending school humiliation.
Noah turned his head and kissed Morys's lips. They didn't rush, it wasn't fervent, it was soft and nice. Noah felt Morys's hand reach his nipple, a finger circled around it, and then the hand slid down again. Morys was just dipping his hand into Noah's shorts, fingers caressing porcelain skin rather than pubes, and about to touch Noah's hardening penis when they heard footfalls coming up the stairs.
Morys sighed and pulled his hand out, turning away from the kiss but not extracting himself from the embrace. Noah tried to cover his erection as best he could but it was hard (it was difficult). Morys's bedroom door was given a barely cursory knock before it opened.
Morys's dad walked in and looked at the teenagers.
"What have we said about boys in the bedroom?" his ad asked.
"Try to cut down a little?" Morys replied cheekily.
Noah sniggered, Morys laughed and his dad rolled his eyes but smiled.
"We're leaving in ten minutes. Lunch with your aunt and aunt remember?" his dad said.
"I hadn't forgotten," Morys said.
"Good. Nice to see you again Noah," Morys's dad said.
That was Noah's cue to depart. He slipped off the bed and looked to make sure his semi wasn't too obvious.
"You can keep the magazine if you want," Morys said.
Noah's eyes lit up. Was it vanity that made him enjoy looking tat himself.
"Thanks," Noah replied.
"Kiss?" Morys asked.
Noah didn't need to ask twice – he crossed the room and planted his lips on Morys's. Noah liked kissing Morys and hated leaving him – maybe there was something in the whole boyfriend thing after all?
Noah decided to take the bus home to save time and because he was feeling a bit lazy. It was also less than five minutes until his bus arrived so it was nice timing. When the bus arrived, Noah climbed the steps of the double decker and sat near the back. The back seats were three rows behind him and there were three rowdy boys messing about which dissuaded Noah from going any nearer the back.
Noah sat down and idly flipped through Teen Threads. He didn't have a bag so he had carried it with him. Noah was about to close it when an arm reached over his shoulder and snatched the magazine out his hand.
"Hey, give..." Noah started to say but stopped when he looked at the boys.
They were around Noah's age, give or take a year. However, the seventeen-year-old(ish) lads seemed to swagger as they laughed and joked, skipping away with Noah's magazine.
"What are you reading?" one of them asked sarcastically.
"Oh, bet you like looking at the pictures," said another who winked suggestively at Noah.
His mates laughed.
Noah's stomach sank as he feared they would realise...
"Oh my god," the final lad said and he burst out laughing.
"What?" his friends asked.
The apparent ring leader could barely breath for laughing so hard – it was a bit over the top to be honest.
"Look!" he said eventually.
The lad the magazine in both hands, arms fully extended and thrust towards Noah. His friends looked at the magazine and then Noah who as adjacent to it. Their eyes widened and they laughed too.
"Aww, look at him. He's so cute," they mocked.
"Can I have that back please?" Noah asked gently.
"No, of course not!"
"We're not done yet."
"When was this taken?" the ringleader asked.
"Nine months ago," Noah approximated.
"That's a pretty brave outfit for a fourteen-year-old," one of the boys said.
"I'm seventeen," Noah replied.
The boys laughed even harder.
"You look practically hairless."
"He's still got smooth legs."
"I bet he's got no pubes."
"Are you still smooth down there?"
"Please just give me the magazine back," Noah said timidly.
"What, this magazine?" the lad waved.
As he waved the magazine and a piece of paper fluttered to the floor. It was promptly picked up and read aloud.
"Hi Noah, remember the exclusive outtakes?"
Shit! How could Noah forget. The pictures in Teen Threads magazine were bad enough but the outtakes were positively indecent. One showed the root of Noah's penis emerging from the pink micro trunks making it even more obvious he was hairless. The pictures had not appeared in the magazine but uploaded to the magazine's website. They had been a little too risqué to be printed but conceivably legitimate action shots of Noah in the swimwear.
"Well, the photographer posted XXXclusive pictures on his own site portfolio. That's exclusive with three X's. Love Morys."
"Wait, what?" Noah interjected, standing up and reaching for the paper but it was kept out of reach.
His heart had been beating fast in anticipation of the boys seeing the outtakes but what were the XXXclusive pictures?
"There's a QR code," the lad holding the magazine said.
One of the lads dutifully scanned the code that Morys had obviously intended Noah to browse in private. The looks on their faces said everything. Then they burst out laughing.
"Fuck, were you really sixteen when these were taken?"
Noah blushed.
"You're totally fucking hairless."
"And your dick is tiny!"
The photographer had taken naked pictures of him? And put them on his own site!
The lads were talking loudly now, attracting attention. A group of three boys had sat farther down the bus and on the other side a pair of lads. He must have done it while Noah was changing.
"Check this out!" said the lad with the phone and he ran to show the other boys on the bus.
The boy with the magazine scanned the code too and when the page loaded, he turned the phone to show Noah. He was totally naked on the beach nine months ago. His hairless and flaccid penis was framed by equally hairless thighs and lower legs. His testicles were inside a bald sac that was hot and sweaty and Noah's chest was shiny with a sheen of summer perspiration. Another picture showed him equally naked, scratching his head to show a bald armpit. The picture displayed Noah's nudity from head to toes.
"Fucking hell."
"Wow, he is naked."
"I don't want to see that."
"I do. Oh my god, that's hilarious."
"Has he even hit puberty?"
"He's sixteen," the lad giggled and returned up the bus towards Noah beaming with mischief.
Noah had had enough and besides his stop was coming up.
"Tell you what, you think it's funny? You want to see the real thing?" Noah said confidently.
He wasn't ashamed of his body and he'd lost count of how many boys and men had seen him naked, mocked his hairlessness or insulted the size of his wilted willy. Noah stood up and lifted his t-shirt up to his chin so they could see his smooth and boyish chest. Then Noah yanked his shorts down and exposed his penis to the three teasing boys. Farther down the bus, the other five lads were looking back and their mouths were astonished. Noah's dick was limp, two and a half inches and totally hairless. Noah's ball sac was hairless too.
None of the three boys laughed – they all gaped at the sudden exposure and the embarrassingly smooth groin. Noah had regrown and re-shaved his groin in the intervening time since the pictures were taken. Noah happened to look out the window of the bus which had stopped at a set of traffic lights. With his tummy, bum and genitals still exposed, albeit in profile, Noah found himself on show to a first-floor gym. There was only one man who could see him and when he spotted Noah he flew backwards off the treadmill he'd been running on.
Noah pulled up his shorts and let his t-shirt fall. He took two paces forward, snatched the magazine from the wannabe bully and left the bus. The boys had laughed at him and Noah replayed the embarrassment of that moment but he was happy that he had been able to retake the scenario. The shock on their faces had been priceless – plus he'd got to expose himself in public and that was always fun.
FRIDAY 29TH APRIL 2022
As the week came to a close, the day Noah had been looking forward to finally arrived. He got to wear his uniform at school and he was going to complete an insane dare set by Dural and Jasper.
Dural and Jasper were boys from Five Dukes Boys School and they knew all about Noah's nudist and sexual interests; they had even facilitated a few misadventures in the past.
Noah was walking to Barons Edge Comprehensive though Dan had offered to drive him. It was a lovely morning that felt like early summer rather than the middle of spring. As Noah turned into a street not far from the school, he started to see the throng of students all headed in the same direction.
Up ahead, Noah spotted Kevin and decided to intercept.
"Hey. Hey!" Noah called and jogged to join Kevin before breezily greeting him. "Good morning."
"Oh, hey Noah," Kevin replied.
Kevin was a boy of few words, Noah had noticed. He came out of his shell only occasionally and always seemed to go back in. Matty had encouraged and nurtured him and Noah could see what Matty liked about Kevin. Kevin was big and handsome and his miserable expression looked less glum and more thoughtful the more they got to know him. Noah had come to recognise that Kevin had good reason to be glum – depressed even – and was happy Kevin seemed to be more at ease with friends in his life.
"How are you?" Noah asked casually.
"Fine, I guess," was all Kevin offered.
There was a lull as Kevin didn't even return the question. Which was fine.
"So... how are things with you and Morys?" Kevin ventured.
Noah was surprised as Kevin had never seemed to be the chatty type. He was the quiet listening type. Maybe he was just being polite?
"He never shuts up about you," Kevin added.
Morys and Kevin went to the same school and only since the MPC Exchange, Drama Club and Matty's influence had Kevin found himself attached to friends at school. Morys and Amos had adopted Kevin who seemed content just to tag along most of the time.
"Things are good. It's a new experience for me," Noah admitted. "I've never been in a relationship before... I never knew I wanted it before... what about you?"
Noah wasn't sure it was the right question to ask of the notoriously reclusive and secretive friend but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
"What about me?" Kevin asked.
Kevin had a way of talking that suited his big physique and facial expression – it always seemed flat and almost bored. Kevin gave nothing away.
"Ok, look... we're all dying of curiosity about what's going to happen next in the Matty and Kevin saga," Noah confessed.
"I didn't know we were a saga" Kevin replied – mostly to avoid the former question.
"Matty has literally told you he has a crush on you..." Noah started to say.
"This is none of your business, Noah," Kevin said stonily.
He seemed to speed up, walking away in a way that seemed like running. Noah caught his arm, gently, and Kevin turned.
"Kevin... It is Matty's business though," Noah said softly.
Kevin had big sad eyes, his brow knotted to made a shade fall over his eyes and his mouth formed a straight line – neither frowning nor smiling.
"You're a private guy and we all understand why. The stuff with your family, most recently with your dad. Living in care. But Matty is your friend and believe me you're stuck with him," Noah joked.
The corners of Kevin's mouth turned up into a smile.
"It's just... Matty's been crushing on you for seven months now and honestly, we could still toss a coin as to whether it's hopeless or not," Noah continued. "It's not a big deal if you're straight or bisexual or gay or queer or you don't know or anything else. In our group, we don't judge or assume anything..."
"But you want to know if I fancy Matty," Kevin interrupted.
Noah couldn't help but wonder if this was the first time he had ever been directly asked.
"None of my business, mate," Noah said casually. "But maybe Matty deserves to know?"
"Maybe he does," Kevin agreed.
The started walking again, side by side. Kevin keeping pace with Noah, hunched and plodding while Noah's gait was light and springy.
"But if you're going to tell him, can I get a sneak peek at the answer?" Noah tried.
Kevin rolled his eyes and made no reply.
It was the second week after the spring holidays and the final MPC Exchange day at Barons Edge Comprehensive. In two weeks, it would be the boys last day at Five Duke's Boys School before the exam timetable started. It seemed crazy to think there was just two weeks of high school left.
Noah had gotten used to getting looked at funny when he was at the Comprehensive. Everyone had heard the rumours about him being a nudist or seen him stripped naked on Pyjama Day or both. When Dural and Jasper had suggested a dare for his last day, Noah had been sceptical about getting away with it. Then they pointed out all the other crazy and crazier things he'd already done and the fact most people knew all about his penchant for penis exposure.
Despite that, the exact dare was being kept a secret from almost everyone. No sneak peeks or teasers but the big reveal was to come quite shortly. The day started like any other – meeting the rest of the gang and then discussing a "very important" question posed by Matty. Something about...
"Why is that a stupid question?" Matty demanded.
"If I could be a letter of the alphabet, which letter would I be?" Samir repeated the question tersely.
Sam repeated it in a tone of voice that made clear how dumb the question was.
<<Rho?>>
Ronan pondered Herman's answer. More often than not, the voice in his head could be insightful and clever and since he had had therapy and developed coping strategies, Ronan found Herman less toxic and cruel. Schizophrenia was a disorder that took many forms and made for `strange' people but Ronan had learned how lucky he was. There were some people who suffered with the condition – he just endured it.
"Which alphabet?" Ronan asked.
<<Give me the credit I deserve, you fucker!>>
Though sometimes he suffered.
"See!? Ronan understands the game," Mateo said delightedly.
"Herman want's you to know his answer is rho," Ronan said.
"Herman chose the Greek alphabet?" Matty asked interestedly. "Is he a hot Greek guy?"
"He's definitely a geek," Ronan replied dryly.
<>
Noah noticed Kevin seemed quieter than usual as if he were thinking about what they had discussed earlier; then Noah remembered that Kevin was generally quiet anyway. Since they were waiting for classes to start, everyone was loitering in the Social Stretch.
"Fine, I'd be the letter A," Samir said without thinking about it.
"Boring!" Matty shouted – attracting bewildered attention.
"Fine..." Samir said through gritted teeth. "In that case, I'm going to be the o but in Klingon."
Samir said the o in a way that sound like it would in the word home but with a more guttural grunt.
"That's better," Matty decided.
Matty was so easily appeased sometimes that it was just easier to humour him.
It was the last class before lunch when Dural and Jasper hatched their plan. They left the Science classroom after a Physics lecture and waited for Noah to emerge after them.
"Noah..." Dural said.
He spoke just loud enough for the boys who were closest to notice and go quiet and as the conversation proceeded, the whole line of students became quiet.
"Yea?" Noah asked.
They had agreed in advance that Dural and Jasper would find a way to make the dare known to the class so it was less likely anyone spoke out.
"We hear you like taking dares?" Dural said.
"Where did you hear that?" Noah asked.
There were, Noah discovered from time to time, a lot of rumours about him. Ranging from he planned to join a cult that believed clothes were a barrier to their rapture by an advanced alien race to he was secretly filming nude videos for TikCock and Sextr. Some of the rumours were closer to the mark than others.
"We have a dare for you," Jasper said, ignoring Noah's question.
"Go on then," Noah said with the air of a boy who doubted any dare would be beyond him.
"We dare you to take off your underwear... during class," Dural said.
There was a murmur of whispers, some giggles and few snorts that doubted any normal person would take such a dare. However, most knew Noah was not a `normal' person. They knew he was a nudist from visiting his school on MPC Exchange days and if they hadn't seen him on Pyjama Day, they'd heard about it.
"What about the teacher? If he sees me..." Noah started to ask, putting on a show of protesting.
"You probably haven't noticed but Mr Carr not the most attentive to the conduct of his students," Jasper pointed out.
It was true – the Physics teacher was an excellent lecturer but his people skills left a lot to be desired. Some boys had gone as far as to watch The Mandalorian in class and the man hadn't said anything – if he noticed at all. If Noah sat near the back, he'd go unnoticed. The teacher never ventured from behind his desk.
"Ok, I'll do it," Noah replied.
"What? You're crazy," said a lad Noah had forgotten the name of.
Noah's friends said nothing because they knew him well enough to know he was not crazy.
"You're going to take your undies off during class?" another asked.
"Sure. How hard can it be?" Noah replied nonchalantly.
"This isn't your fucked up naked school, mate."
The boys listening to the dare thought it sounded very hard – it would involve taking his trousers off during the class and taking his underpants off would leave him nude below the waist until he put his trousers back on. Despite scepticism and doubt, most were excited to see if Noah would really do it.
The class did not start on time.
They waited patiently outside the room as the minutes ticked by and everyone started to wonder if the lesson had been cancelled when two men appeared at the end of the corridor. Mr McKay was in his thirties, very attractive and blind. He used lots of communication tools and technology to teach his class and had the help of a Teaching Assistant. Mr McKay's TA was called Oliver. He was nineteen and only a year or two ago had been a student at the Comprehensive school. Oliver led Mr McKay with the teacher holding the young man's elbow.
They were not Physics teachers; however they did stop outside the classroom and Oliver indicated they should all enter. Noah went to a desk near the back while Ronan, Matty, Kevin, Toby, Amos and Samir all found themselves pushed down a few rows by boys who were clearly curious if Noah would actually complete the underwear dare or not.
Dural and Jasper took seats in the same row so they could independently adjudicate. Jonas took a seat on the opposite side of the row. Noah had always wanted to get in the middle of Dural, Jasper and Jonas.
"I am not Mr Carr," Mr McKay said. "He has gone home sick so unfortunately, you have me, which isn't ideal for your last Physics lesson in this Exchange."
"Luckily, Mr Carr has recorded most of this lecture so you can all sit down and take notes," Oliver added.
"Can we get popcorn before the movie starts?" Mateo asked.
"Let me just check my notes. No," Mr McKay responded smoothly. "The lecture will also be made available to download."
After a short period of disruption, the class settled down to listen to Mr Carr's disembodied voice. Mr McKay and Oliver were near the front of the room, speaking quietly and paying little attention to the student body. Quite a few boys were paying attention to Noah's student body though.
"Go on! We dared you," hissed Dural.
Noah made a show of making sure the teacher and his assistant were not looking and then slipped off his school shoes. Noah unbuttoned and unzipped his school trousers and slipped them over his arse, down his legs and to his ankles. There were some surprised faces that Noah had even gone this far. Noah almost smiled – as if exposing his boyish, silky thighs and hairless legs was a big deal. Noah was tucked properly under his desk but they could see his underwear and bare legs.
Noah reached under the desk to pull his feet out of the trousers which then fell to the floor. Noah had to take the trousers off completely if he was going to remove his underpants.
Noah then pulled his briefs off his bum, the seat was cold when his buttocks landed again, and proceeded to slide the briefs all the way down his legs. Noah had almost forgotten the reaction of schoolboys to his penis – after nine months as a nudist at Five Dukes, most of his peers were used to it. The shocked and amused looks of the Baron's Edge boys was quite exciting.
Sure they'd seen him naked at Five Dukes Boys School but for Noah to strip at their school seemed incredible. Noah's flaccid willy and saggy testicles slumped between his naked thighs. He pushed the briefs all the way down, until they hooked around his socked ankles, and then a few flicks of his right foot freed them. Noah reached under the desk to take them from his left ankle and pulled his hand back to his desktop with his briefs in hand.
Noah was now sat nude below the waist in a classroom.
It really was much easier when the teacher was literally blind rather than just inattentive. Oliver might eventually notice something but he was a daft gay lad who would probably encourage it. Noah reached over the gap between him and Dural and handed over his briefs.
"Great. Now the rest," Dural said.
"What? What do you mean?" Noah whispered back.
"Socks are underwear too," Jasper said as if it were obvious.
Noah supressed a groan and reached under the desk for each of his socks. When his bare feet touched the floor, Noah wriggled his toes and then handed over the socks too.
"Anything else?" Noah asked sarcastically.
Dural checked to make sure Mr McKay and Oliver were still enjoying the easiest substitute lesson in the world. They were still lesson planning their own classes – or something.
"Not for us but I think they might have a few ideas," Dural sniggered.
Noah looked one row forward to his right and saw grinning faces. Then Noah looked under the desk to find his shoes and trousers were gone. Fuck!
"Give them back," Noah hissed.
"In a minute."
"But first..."
"Take of your shirt and tie."
Noah gulped. If he took off his shirt and tie he would be naked in class. Naked in school. He was used to being a nudist at his own school but this was very different.
"We're not giving you your trousers back until you do."
"Fuck!"
Noah yanked his tie free and tossed it to the boys. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, slipped it off his shoulders and handed it more carefully to them lest Oliver spot them. Noah was now naked in class.
"Thanks. I mean, we only said take them off."
"Yea, we didn't actually ask you to give us your shirt and tie though."
They sniggered.
"Maybe we can get him to do other things too?"
They chuckled quietly.
"No! What if they see," Noah gestured vaguely towards the front.
"Well, Mr McKay obviously won't see you."
"And I bet Oliver won't say anything. He's cool."
"Let's find out what he does. Stand up, Noah," Dural said.
Noah turned back to the boys who had started all this. Had they planned it from the beginning or where they just enjoying the outcome? Noah was about to fruitlessly protest but decided to skip it and got on with exposing himself. Noah pushed his chair back as quietly as he could and stood up.
Exposing his limp penis and totally hairless groin was embarrassing.
Every boy in the class was looking now; many trying not to laugh, others looking disgusted or bemused. No-one was paying attention to the lecture from their absentee teacher.
"Jerk off."
"What?!" Noah mouthed at the boys.
"Wank it and we'll give you your clothes back," Jasper promised.
Noah was happy to jerk off in a class filled with boys but he took a moment to look like he was thinking about it. At the front of the room, Mr McKay and Oliver were still talking but Oliver was now looking at Noah. He was smirking and when the others noticed that Noah had been caught but not sold out, they knew they were on for a fun lesson.
Noah grabbed his dick and started stroking. Within minutes he was hard and there were a lot of surprised faces at the size of Noah's cock. Seven inches was pretty big for a seventeen-year-old boy – especially one who did not look seventeen.
Noah's hairlessness added to the enormity of the situation – and the enormity of his erection, which looked bigger from a bald patch. Noah oozed precum onto his fingers which he licked off. Noah could almost have heard a pin drop if not for the voice of the absentee teacher lecturing about... something. Noah would need to download the lecture later.
"Walk around a bit," Dural suggested.
Noah shot him a growling look but stepped out from behind his desk. Continuing to beat off, Noah stepped soundlessly on his bare feet, touring the entire classroom. He was about to return to his set when Dural gestured emphatically for him to stay at the front of the room.
Noah looked to the right where Mr McKay and Oliver were seated behind the teacher's desk. Oliver was doing his best to respond to Mr McKay but his eyes rarely left the naked teenager. Noah looked out at the entire class and put his free hand behind his head was he jerked off to climax.
Near the end, Mr McKay lifted his head and looked in Noah's general direction. Obviously the man could not see but Noah worried he could hear the fleshy stroking sounds so he took a few sidesteps towards the classroom door to increase the distance between them.
A boy in the corridor passed by and then returned to do a double take. Noah continued to masturbate, pleasuring himself as he looked at the class of uniformed boys. It was a major turn on. Wanking in front of schoolboys was an exhibitionists fantasy.
Noah thought about if he should cum in his hand and eat it (might be going a bit far for the novice audience) or just shoot on the floor. Noah opted to shoot on the floor. Noah's balls were bouncing and he could smell himself as he reached the point of orgasm. His cum was sticky and milky and landed in a series of blobs on the smooth floor.
The teenagers who did not know him were speechless while Noah friends thought he was mad and Dural, Jasper and Jonas were ready to give a standing ovation. Others in the class might have joined in if they had.
Panting and hot, Noah stepped over the puddle and walked quietly back to his seat. With the moment over, everyone looked embarrassed for the naked boy who had just exhibited the most intimate of boyhood activities.
Each of the boys who were guarding an item of clothing returned them and Noah got dressed as quickly and quietly as possible. The lesson was coming to an end before Noah had got his tie back on. His underpants and socks were not returned to him but at least he was wearing his trousers and shirt.
When the recorded lecture ended, Mr McKay let the class pack up and leave.
While Noah's friends left the room, Noah stayed behind to talk to Dural and Jasper.
"Did you guys plan that?" Noah asked.
"No, but it was good fun, right?" they asked.
Noah said "hmm" in a noncommittal tone.
The bell rang for lunch and noise started to fill the corridor. Dural and Jasper walked Noah to the door, with Noah looking over his shoulder at the very handsome teacher and his very willing assistant. Not for the first time did Noah think there was more going on between them than met the eye. Which was ridiculous because Mr McKay was a man in his mid or late thirties and Oliver was only nineteen.
Noah stepped out the room and dodged a group headed from the Art department. They were coming back in from a project they had been doing outside. It was just as Mr McKay was getting to the door that he stood in Noah's cum and slipped. Oliver often walked beside the blind teacher, giving him an arm to hold as the moved around the school, but on this occasion the man had been using his stick. Oliver had been packing up the lesson plans they'd been working on. After slipping on spunk, Mr McKay rebalanced and stepped out of the room with a few quick and stumbling paces.
Mr McKay walked straight into two boys who were at the end of the Art student convoy. They had been carrying paint which spilled, sploshed and splashed all over the teacher's shirt and trousers.
"Oh my god, sir. We're so sorry."
"Sorry, sir. We didn't see you."
"No, no, it's fine..." Mr McKay replied automatically.
It was the English way to say things were fine even if they weren't.
"Umm, it's not exactly fine," Oliver said helpfully.
"Is it bad?" Mr McKay asked.
A spectrum of colours leaked all the way down the man's shirt and trousers. He could already feel the wet paint touching the skin of his abdomen as it bled through.
"We should get you changed," Oliver said. "You boys can clean the floor, please?"
Oliver spoke to the two apologetic boys who were so sorry that they didn't even notice the homoerotic underpinnings of the Teaching Assistant offering to help a teacher get cleaned up.
"Lead on, MacDuff," Mr McKay misquoted.
Everyone knew it was a misquote but one that had enduring meaning in itself.
"I think I might need to shower," Mr McKay whispered to Oliver. "I can feel paint... in places."
Noah had watched everything with interest. The whole episode had only lasted a few seconds but Noah's mind was already spinning with possibilities. His eyes locked with Oliver and he could tell the Teaching Assistant was thinking the same thing.
Smutty minds think alike.
Oliver and Mr McKay stopped by the teacher's classroom to pick up a spare shirt and trousers – actually jeans and a plaid shirt that the teacher had planned to were after school. Oliver was very subtle in encouraging Noah to follow – he had to be because Mr McKay was blind but not deaf or stupid. Even gesturing too emphatically would alert the man.
"I'll catch you guys up," Noah said vaguely to his friends who didn't get a chance to respond.
The corridors were clearing as everyone headed to lunch and Noah pulled out his mobile phone to put it on silent. Five minutes later, Oliver led Mr McKay into the empty boys changing room in the PE department. Empty of boys except Noah.
Oliver put down the bag with the spare clothes.
"Here, let me help you take this off," Oliver said helpfully.
Now that they were alone (more or less), Oliver sounded flirtatious. Oliver loosened Mr McKay's tie and started to unbutton the soiled, once-white shirt.
"Oliver, I can manage," Mr McKay said but made no effort to stop him.
"I'm your assistant. I'm assisting you," Oliver said with faux innocence.
Fuck, Mr McKay had an amazing chest. He looked like Superman (the Henry Cavil version). His chest was broad and muscular and fluttered with dark hair. His abdomen was covered with paint that had soaked through the shirt. Mr McKay smiled as Oliver pushed the shirt off the teacher's shoulders.
"Oh, you do have paint on you, sir," Oliver said, caressing Mr McKay's abdomen.
Mr McKay laughed and wriggled as he was tickled by the touch.
"Do I need really a shower?" Mr McKay asked.
His voice was flirtatious too but not as playful and silly as Oliver; Mr McKay sounded sexy.
"Definitely," Oliver replied.
While Oliver pulled open the teacher's trousers, Mr McKay slipped his feet out his shoes. Oliver pulled the trousers down, exposing the teacher in a pair of boxer briefs. Oliver risked a look over his shoulder at Noah who stood watching as the young man stripped the teacher who was unaware of his spectator.
Noah could not believe his luck that he was getting to watch this. He imagined the man touching him but somehow knew the teacher would not fondle a seventeen-year-old boy. He wasn't a filthy man like Mr Cooke.
Oliver knelt to pull the trousers off one leg at a time. Mr McKay had strong and sexy legs too. Noah wondered how the man had such a great body. Weights? Spin class? Swimming? Oliver pulled off Mr McKay's socks too and then gripped the bottom of the teacher's boxers.
Oh fuck! Noah was about to see the sexiest teacher in the school – totally naked.
"We'll need to take these off if we're going to shower you, sir," Oliver said.
"You'll need to help me," Mr McKay replied.
Oliver dragged the boxers down – exposing an impressive pubic bush and then a thick but flaccid penis. Wow! It was a really nice prick! Oliver stayed knelt down, his face close to Mr McKay's groin. Suddenly, the teacher moved, shoving his crotch into Oliver's face.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Mr McKay apologised insincerely.
Noah wished it was his face!
"That's ok sir, I'm sure you didn't mean..." Oliver started to say.
However, a second `accidental' movement brought Mr McKay's thick dick sweeping across Oliver's face, the tip dragged on the Teaching Assistant's lips. Oliver laughed and grabbed the man by his hips.
"I'll take you to the shower. Come on," Oliver said.
Noah stayed still, getting a good look at Mr McKay's amazing ass. He heard the shower come on just as Oliver re-emerged.
"I need to get undressed really quick," Oliver whispered urgently to Noah.
"What the fuck!" Noah expressed in a hushed voice.
"You can watch but stay fucking quiet!" Oliver replied.
"He is absolutely stunning," Noah commented.
Noah watched Oliver strip faster than any man he'd ever seen before. Oliver was a handsome young man – a little more than two years older than Noah. Noah watched him as he dashed past – his dick flapping as he rushed – and headed back to the showers. Noah reflected that his classroom nudity felt like a long time ago.
Noah also wondered how embarrassed Mr McKay would feel if he knew a Sixth Form boy had seen him naked. Without thinking, Noah pulled out his phone and stepped into the shower area.
His phone was on silent so taking pictures wouldn't make that irritating camera sound – he snapped one of the sexy teacher beside his twunky assistant. Both nude and soft and moist but not yet wet. Then Noah switched to video and pointed it at the naked men. Oliver could see they were being recorded but Mr McKay remained blissfully unaware that his tryst was being filmed.
"Well, are you going to help me or not?" Mr McKay asked.
Oliver applied liquid soap and then then the pair kissed – water rained down on them and the suds on Mr McKay's chest, lathered together as he pressed his body against Oliver's. Mr McKay pushed Oliver against the wall of the shower, pinning the young man with the weight of his muscular build. Mr McKay cocked his leg, slipping his knee between Oliver's legs so the nineteen-year-old had to open his legs wider.
With his legs open, Mr McKay reached down and grabbed the boy's dick, rubbing it until it hardened to just over six inches. Oliver kissed Mr McKay's lips and then worked down his neck.
"Remember when I used to sit in your class?" Oliver reminisced. "I was a Sixth Former just two years ago and now the sexy Mr McKay is jerking me off."
Mr McKay smiled and slid a big hand up Oliver's chest until he gripped the teen by the throat – not aggressively or threateningly, it was a gesture of power and one that did not surprise Oliver.
"You're not a Sixth Former now," Mr McKay said emphatically.
Clearly the teacher did not approve of fucking boy students but former boy students were fair game. Noah's camera phone spotted a new reward too – Mr McKay was getting hard and he had a big dick. It was seven and a half inches, not that the size could actually be measured from where Noah was.
Noah still could not believe his luck that he was watching and even recording this.
He felt guilty for the secret and illicit photography but not guilty enough to stop.
"The paint is washed off," Oliver observed mildly.
"Get on your knees and polish my cock," Mr McKay replied.
It was the filthiest thing Noah had ever heard the man say.
Oliver's throat was released and the young man knelt down. He wrapped his hand around the shaft and jerked it a few times. Mr McKay turned off the shower, the roar of water stopped and Oliver swept a hand over his hair to remove excess water. His other hand was still gripping a meaty dick. Oliver wrapped his lips around it and started sucking.
"Oh yea, that's it. You're know how to earn an A," Mr McKay said.
Oliver pulled the engorged penis from his mouth and tapped it against his tongue.
"I love it when you talk dirty," Oliver said.
"I love it when you do dirty," Mr McKay replied. "Now be a good boy and get sucking."
Noah continued to record – feeling guilty that the man had not given his consent. Yet, Noah was thrilled by the opportunity to observe someone else's exposure. Noah was rock hard as he watched the teacher thrust into Oliver's face.
Oliver was a Teaching Assistant and Noah wondered how long the taboo tryst had been going on with a lad who had been a student not so long ago. Oliver felt his mouth filled with the teacher's cock, which oozed and mixed with his saliva.
Noah imagined what would happen if the video leaked. Noah would never do such a thing to anyone but the fantasy was exciting. Noah sympathised with Oliver and Mr McKay whose nudity would be exposed.
Noah imagined the boys who sat in Mr McKay's class would watch him teaching while knowing they had seen him naked, seen him erect, seen him cum in a former student's mouth. Noah smiled as Mr Kay pulled his cock out of Oliver's face, treating Noah's viewfinder to a magnificent shot of the naked, hard man. The teacher tapped his cock on Oliver's face while Noah imagined printing the picture and posting it all around school – the humiliation and exposure of the gorgeous man made Noah harder. Then Mr McKay pushed his cock back into Oliver's mouth. It was with a grunt that Mr McKay came and shots of jizz continued to erupt as he pulled back and unloaded over Oliver's lips. Oliver licked his lips and then licked Mr McKay's cock clean.
"Good lad," Mr McKay said patronisingly. "You're such a good assistant."
"How about you assist me and bend over?" Oliver suggested.
"What did we come in here for again?" Mr McKay asked vaguely.
Oliver laughed and Mr McKay stepped to his left and put his hands on the wall; with space to move, Oliver stood up and stood behind the man.
"I think we came in here to get cleaned up. But I think I missed a spot," Oliver replied.
Oliver's penis was soft but he pressed himself against Mr McKay's ass. Mr McKay grinded his cheeks into Oliver's groin and then Oliver started to get hard. Oliver's erection slid between the teacher's legs, the top of his shaft touching Mr McKay's perineum. Mr McKay closed his thighs, trapping the Teaching Assistant's cock.
"Bend over, Mr McKay," Oliver said.
Mr McKay leaned with his hands against the shower wall and pushed his butt out. Oliver touched his cock against the sphincter of the older man and then the lad started to push. With nothing but water and soap as lube, the Teaching Assistant was slow and gentle to penetrate Mr McKay. Oliver entered the teacher, feeling his unwrapped cock gripped by the ring while he pushed in inch by inch.
"Oh. Fuck," Mr McKay said.
"I used to fancy you so much when I was a boy," Oliver said.
Oliver looked over at Noah who was still filming, disbelieving what he was seeing.
"You're still a boy, Oliver," Mr McKay noted.
"Yea, but you can't get fired for fucking me now," Oliver noted.
Mr McKay looked over his shoulder.
"I think I'd still get fired for having sex with a Teaching Assistant in the boys showers during the school day," Mr McKay commented.
"Oh, a risky fuck. I like it," Oliver joked.
Oliver slid back and forth, enjoying the slap of his pelvis against the teacher's buttocks.
"Harder!" Mr McKay said.
Noah couldn't help but think about his own last sexual experience – being fucked by ten men. His poor ass still wasn't back to normal. Oliver pounded harder, the friction against his erection taking him closer and closer to cumming. Oliver really enjoyed fucking Mr McKay and being fucked. Getting caught was a fantasy – one he was glad was not real because the consequences would be serious. However, the fantasy was exciting and with Noah watching them and recording their nudity, Oliver was ready to cum. Shooting inside the teacher, Mr McKay suddenly felt wet and soggy slime slop out his ass and run down his thighs. Oliver pulled out his cock and the overflow of cum increased. Oliver slid back inside and thrust a few times until his dick couldn't stand the stimulation anymore.
"I think we need another shower," Mr McKay said.
"Sure, I'll wash your back," Oliver said.
Oliver grinned at Noah and jutted his head towards the exit. It was time for Noah to go. He stopped the recording and put his phone away. He would never stop thinking about seeing the teacher and his young assistant sucking and fucking.
Noah lived a charmed life.
"Where have you been?" Morys asked with a note of concern when Noah finally joined his friends for lunch.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Noah responded.
Morys raised an eyebrow.
"I'll show you later," Noah whispered.
What was the point of recording the sexiest teacher in the world, naked and erect while getting sucked and fucked if you couldn't share it with your boyfriend.
"I'm intrigued," Morys replied.
When later came, Morys looked absolutely stunned! Noah almost wished he's been able to record a reaction video.
"I can't believe it!" Morys said.
Noah and Morys had found a quiet corner of the school to watch the video. The last bell had rung and the students were filing out but it was still prudent to go somewhere where they wouldn't be seen watching a naked school teacher.
"Amazing, isn't he?" Noah asked. "I mean, you're great too..."
"Oh, if Mr McKay was willing to pounce on me you'd totally be dumped," Morys joked.
"I thought you weren't ready for pouncing," Noah asked jokingly.
Morys laughed but the smile slowly faded.
"I wasn't complaining," Noah asserted. "Really, we can do it when you're ready."
"Yea. I know," Morys said. "It's just that I started thinking about your naked dare. You got naked and masturbated in class and then watched Oliver and McKay fucking..."
"Jealous?" Noah asked earnestly.
"Maybe," Morys admitted.
"I don't know how to help you," Noah said.
"You've had sex, right?" Morys asked rhetorically. "Was your first time special?"
Noah thought about it – it was just after his sixteenth birthday. Jamie, his big brother's best friend, had fucked him. Which was perhaps too strong a phrase. They'd had sex. Made love... that was perhaps a bit strong too.
Noah's first time was as a nudist sixteen-year-old boy with a twenty-one-year-old man; a young man who Noah had known most of his life. That, he supposed, was pretty special.
"Yea, it was special," Noah admitted. "I know I seem blasé about sex but it is important to me. I like doing it."
"Are you doing it with a lot of people?" Morys asked gingerly.
Noah could not tell Morys about being fucked by ten men!
"I like roleplaying," Noah replied instead. "I told you about the organised events in Five Dukes that are like sexy roleplaying scenarios. Guys come along and watch and every few months I play a part..."
"Like acting in a play," Morys noted.
Like the play the Drama Club was going to put on next week. The one Noah should be rehearsing now
"Yea... except I have sex at the end," Noah pointed out. "So, I have sex regularly but not often. There used to be some boys in my life who I messed around with but not anymore."
"So, the only time you're having sex now is when there's an audience?" Morys asked.
Morys chuckled but Noah could tell it bothered him.
"Sex is important to me, Morys. It's important to you that you wait but your needs aren't more important than mine," Noah reasoned.
"No... you're right..." Morys replied.
Morys didn't want to be pressured (indeed, Noah didn't want to pressure him) but Noah's physical needs were not something to be sneered at.
"Some people have sex just for pleasure. You want it to be intimate," Noah said because he didn't want Morys to get the wrong idea. "I want us to be intimate too. I've made a big change to myself by committing to a relationship. I've never done that before..."
"Just like I've never had sex," Morys noted.
"Exactly. I wouldn't have committed to that for just anyone. Being your boyfriend is what's special to me," Noah said.
"Awww," Morys replied and he kissed Noah softly.
"Come on, we're going to be late for Drama Club," Noah said.
Together, Noah and Morys left the corner where they had hidden to watch the Mr McKay sex tape. The Drama Club hadn't turned out the way Noah expected – he had expected Mr Cooke to contrive nudity and embarrassment if not every week then certainly frequently. The pervy teacher had proven to be, sensibly, more cautious than Noah gave him credit for.
On the other hand, they were rehearsing a play that would see Noah naked on stage. Dural and Jasper wanted to keep certain details secret but they had hinted at a special audience when they finally performed the play properly. The play was all about bullying, representation, diversity and acceptance. Dural and Jasper had done a really good job on it but they had also written a nude scene just for their favourite nudist.
"You know... there's more than one way to have sex," Noah pointed out as they walked together. "Top and bottom?"
Morys slipped his hand into Noah's as they headed for the exit. They were going to be late to Drama Club but it was worth it to talk to each other.
"I am familiar with the terms," Morys said with a smirk.
"Well, just think about it. If you're not ready for me to get inside you..." Noah said.
"And they say romance is dead," Morys interrupted sarcastically.
"...Maybe you could make love to me," Noah ignored him.
Morys liked the way Noah said "make love" – it sounded nice.
"Well, it is my birthday soon," Morys revealed.
"Good to know," Noah replied.
"I might be persuaded to have sex for my eighteenth," Morys agreed.
"Now you're talking," Noah supported.
"Depends how the next date goes," Morys said.
"I'll do anything," Noah joked.
"So, roleplaying..." Morys asked with intrigue.
"Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing. That's what the events are called," Noah confided. "I try not to talk about it in case you think I'm just a big slut."
"I don't think that," Morys said. "It's important to you. You told me about the Accident and Emergency role and the classroom one. Anything else happen lately? What other roles have you played?"
"Well, it started with me posing as a nude model in an art gallery. Then boys I knew showed up and made fun of me so of course I got hard..."
Morys smiled at the animated way Noah spoke about his weird sex life. He was still jealous but he could understand why Noah got so excited. Morys was looking forward to the day when he was finally ready to commit to Noah physically in the same way Noah was committed emotionally.
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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