Young Jason's Exposure Chapter 1
YOUNG JASON'S EXPOSURE
By TotallyNakedTom
Part 1: First Day of Class Show Off
1
Jason opened his eyes and was instantly wide awake. His bedroom window faced the sun in the morning. There were only thin, sheer, nearly see through, white curtains blocking the light, so the room got bright as the sun rose. This was only Jason's third day in Los Angeles and his body was still on central time so he didn't mind being woken early. Back home, he had never been a morning riser but out here, both because of the time change and the sun coming through the window he was.
His bed was completely white, the sheets, the bed spread, even the paint on the IKEA wood. He'd decided to do that when he saw the white curtains in his room. It matched his pure white polar bear stuffed animal, Kawaii, his favorite from childhood. He bought tiny strips of white shag carpeting and laid them around the room. With all that white the room practically sparkled in the sun light and Jason loved it. He had already strung white lights from the ceiling and all around the bed. At night he could turn them on and look at them like stars in the sky.
Jason glanced at the clock and saw it was a little after 6, he had about four hours until class. There was a song playing in his head. What was it? He didn't remember but he recognized where it was from. It was the Bowie song in Sixteen Candles as they were heading for the wedding. Turning to his phone on the night stand he Googled what song that was and when he had the name pulled up it up on Spotify and turned up the volume. Yeah. This was a sound track to wake up to. He threw off the covers and climbed from bed. Jason was naked, he always slept naked, and he felt the glid of the sheets against his body. Wonderful.
As he rose, Jason caught sight of himself in his full-length mirror, $7 from Target. Twenty-two, of Japanese heritage, he had bedhead it was true, but other than that he was looking pretty good. Jason was mostly trim, with a little bit of fat on him but not too much. He had splotchy birth marks on his chest and leg and he used to not like taking his shirt off at the pool and other places because he would have to show them off too but now he sort of liked them. They were a part of him. He flicked back his hair to smooth it a little. As he did, he noticed something bobbing down below.
Smiling, Jason glanced down to his hard penis. The head peeked out from his hood of flesh, and he gave his little buddy a few playful strokes. It was not very big and Jason used to be embarrassed by it. That was before he showed it off in a big way. Jason's dick got a little harder as he remembered swimming in gym class.
The high school locker room, especially his freshman year, was a haven for flashing. No one wanted to walk around bare but flashing your dick or mooning was in vogue. His grade school locker room had been much more subdued so getting to see all his friends showing off their private parts was great. Pantsing was also big his freshman year and at 14 - 8 years ago?! He thought – he got to see a lot of his friends pantsed. Mostly he saw underwear but...every now and again he got to see a butt or a dick from a pantsing although it was usually quickly covered up again. Still, he had quite a few mental snap shots of naked boys in his class from that year. When they were by the pool the boys pantsed each other less, which sucked because that was where Jason wanted more pantsings to happen. Everyone was in swim trunks, so you get pantsed and the goods are on display not just undies. Jason looked forward to gym class so that he could see some goods, even just quick flashes of the boy's hidden treasure. But Jason also dreaded gym class in case anyone got a look at his own meager package.
After swimming, everyone by unspoken mutual agreement showered in their swim trunks but there was still the moment where the trunks came off. And the pool water was cold. Jason had always had his underwear ready, slipped off his trunks quickly and then threw on his underwear, facing his locker so that no one would see his little penis, made to look even smaller by the cold pool water.
Remembering the high school pool made him think of the day he got pantsed. Looking at his own face in the mirror he burned bright red. That had been so embarrassing...
It was the other Jason. The other Jason was cool to most people, but he picked on Jason to get a laugh from his friends. Usually, it was just making fun of the birth marks on Jason's chest or a mildly racist joke, but that day as they went into the locker room and headed for the showers one of the other Jason's friends distracted Jason while the other Jason crept up behind him, pulled his swim trunks down to his ankles and pushed him forward. Jason involuntarily stepped out of his trunks to steady himself and the other Jason snatched the trunks away. Jason clapped his hands over his crotch, hiding his little wiener from view. Oh no, he thought. Oh no, oh no, oh no. The gym teacher for their class was a woman so the boys had no supervisor in the swim locker room this period. He turned behind him to grab his trunks back from the other Jason but the other Jason had already handed them off to another kid and they were nowhere in sight. Jason was separated from his trunks.
His classmates had noticed that he was naked and were laughing. Jason made a run for his locker. It was empty. He checked the number to be sure. No, this was the locker he had left his stuff in, but it was empty. That was when the other Jason spoke behind him.
"I memorized your combination the other day and was trying to think what to do with it. I had a lot of ideas but then I thought simple is always best. So I moved all your things to another locker," the other Jason whispered.
Panic gripped Jason. His clothes were gone and he was naked. That was very bad. Even if he wanted to run home his house key was in his pocket and no one was home at this hour, he got home around three and his parents didn't get home until around 6:30. It was last period, but what was he going to do? Stand outside his house naked for three and a half hours until his parents found him?
"Only I know which locker has all your stuff so you can go tell if you want but even if they believe I did it I won't tell them which locker your stuff is in. You'll have to sit there, naked in the office, while they try and figure it out and call your parents and everyone will be peeking in. Or..."
"Or..." Jason asked the other Jason.
"Or you can come back to the showers and put on a little show. Do as I say, and I'll show you where your clothes are. Deal?"
Jason thought about it. The show he would have to put on would likely be extremely humiliating. All of his classmates were going to see his little wiener, probably that would just be the start. But if he didn't do it how many more people would see him naked? How many adults? And his parents? No. He couldn't do that. He would submit to the other Jason.
"Is it a deal?" The other Jason asked again.
Jason nodded.
"Great. We go back to the showers then."
Jason felt the damp tile beneath his bare feet as he walked. His hands were still firmly clapped over his penis. He had already decided to cover that and let them see his butt. Even in high school it was already a purt round butt. As they entered the showers, the other Jason gave his butt a nice loud spank. Jason yelped.
"Hey, everyone!" The other Jason called. "Jason here wants to get spanked. Why doesn't everyone line up? Turn around and stand here." The other Jason positioned Jason so that he faced the wall, water from the shower falling on him and his ass to the room. To Jason it was never-ending, as though those few minutes in the shower lasted a lifetime. His classmates lined up and spanked him. There were multiple hands on him at once, often two people were smacking him at the same time, a hand spanking each cheek. Jason had fooled around with some other boys as a child but it had been several years since anyone had touched his butt, even just to spank it as the other boys did now. It was humiliating, degrading and painful...but it was also a major turn on...
The warm water spilled down both Jason's front and back, his neck and shoulders dividing the stream between both sides. The warm water did little to sooth the blows to his butt, but the water did warm his little dick. The hot water had returned his dick to normal size from the cold pool water. He clutched his penis in his hands, and he felt it getting bigger, getting warmer. It was getting hot. The spanking, dozens of hands touching his ass, even so briefly and even just to cause him pain, had made Jason hard. And he was rock hard. Jason did not remember ever being this hard. His little penis felt bigger than it normally did in his hands. He kept his hands tightly gripped over himself but lightly tickled himself with his fingertips. Just light teasing at first. He closed his eyes and focused on his light caresses of his penis as the boys open palm slapped his butt.
He still cried out from the pain, but he also started feeling pretty good from the attention, however harsh, and his own self-exploration, there in the showers in front of his classmates. Jason got to thinking, this was the sort of thing that only happened in pornos, getting spanked in public while being the only one naked. He sometimes watched videos like this online, but he'd never really imagined he'd be part of something like it. He thought about some of the guys who were spanking him as he masturbated sometimes. And here he was, completely naked in front of them, and they were all looking at his bare ass. This was really happening!
The thought that his nudity would be in his classmate's heads, that one of them might go home and touch themselves, thinking about him, that really got Jason going. He kept one hand clapped over his balls and with the other softly caressed his shaft, really beginning to work it, right there in the shower.
"He's jerking off!" yelled the other Jason.
Jason's eyes snapped open. He looked down and saw that his cock was indeed in his hand, and he had been stroking it.
The entire room of swim suit clad teenagers erupted in laughter. They spun Jason around and his arms were wrenched away from his body. His little boner was exposed to the room. They're seeing it! Jason was both humiliated and in ecstasy. His butt wasn't just in his classmate's brains, his penis was too now. They'd seen everything there was to see and they could imagine him completely naked as they beat themselves off at night. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. That was hot. Jason was so turned on and so embarrassed. It was both the best and worst day of his life. Every eye in the room was on his stiff penis.
He heard several variations of, "wow, it's so tiny," and "he's got a boner, haha."
"Make him beat off!" someone cried, Jason wasn't sure who.
The other Jason grinned and grabbed Jason by the back of the neck and pulled him in close. "Beat your meat," he commanded.
Jason did not have to be told twice. In that moment he didn't care that everyone was watching...well, actually he did. He cared very much, that was a big part of why he needed to beat off right now. His arms were released, and his hands fell to his cock and started stroking. Everyone fell silent, everyone was watching, enthralled as he stroked his penis.
It felt like a million years, but it was really only a minute or two. Jason stroked his little stiffy and shot his load all over the tile. There were gasps and laughs as Jason came, squirting onto the shower tiles, his cum carried on the water and slithering slowly down the drain. Jason caught his breath as he finished, his hand falling from his drooping cock. It was the best orgasm Jason had yet had and he stood there, lost in post orgasmic bliss, not thinking about where he was or what he had just done in front of everyone.
The bell rang and the shower cleared as most of the boys went to change. The bell broke Jason from his trance. He remembered that this wasn't a fantasy, this was reality. The other Jason stood beside Jason. Jason looked at him and he grinned. "You liked that didn't you."
Jason said nothing. Had he? Well, in a way, yeah, he had. But he hadn't chosen to do this exactly. Or had he? Couldn't he have pushed back against the other Jason even a little? Did part of him secretly want this? Well, yeah. Part of him was so excited this had happened. His ass was sore, but he knew that his naked body, his spanked ass, and his hard penis shooting cum were forever imprinted upon his friends' memories, and well, that was hot.
"Come on," and the other Jason led him deeper into the locker room. "Before I show you which locker has your stuff, I want you to finger yourself."
Jason shrugged. After cumming in front of all his friends what did it matter if he fingered himself for the other Jason. Jason put a leg up on the bench and teased his butthole with his finger. His hands and his butt were wet, thankfully, and he was relaxed from cumming a few minutes ago. His finger slid in easily and Jason fingered himself for the first time.
The other Jason watched, enthralled. "Close your eyes." He told Jason. "Get really into it."
Jason closed his eyes and got into fingering himself. All these years later he had no idea how long he spent fingering his butt before he heard the door slam, opened his eyes to see it swinging closed and that the room was empty and realized that the other Jason had just left without returning his clothes. In a panic, Jason pulled his finger out of his butt, and whirled around. Which locker? Then he saw that there was an open locker near the floor with a back pack and clothes inside, a swim suit hanging on the door. His swim suit. Jason rushed to it and checked to be sure. It was his things. He was relieved, so relieved. The other Jason hadn't left him with nothing, forcing him through another humiliating ordeal. His clothing secure, alone now in the locker room, Jason stuck his finger back in his butt and with his other hand started stroking his cock again. Sure, he'd only cum a few minutes ago but then he'd had to finger himself and it had felt really good and now that he was alone, he needed to relieve himself one more time. He lay down on the bench, fingering his butt and jerking his little cock. He was getting close, closer, oh, so close. The door banged open and some of the swim team clambered in, three boys in total. They stopped dead, staring at Jason laid out on the bench. For Jason it was too late, he shot his load as the three boys watched, spilling another round of sperm all over himself. His face burned red with embarrassment. This time it had been all him. No one had made him do this.
Two of the boys laughed uproariously and went to their lockers. The third approached Jason. "I'll watch your stuff if you want to wash up."
Jason wasn't sure if he should trust this stranger, but his lock was gone so he nodded. "Thanks," he mumbled shuffling off towards the showers.
"You have a really cute dick," the older boy told him. Jason washed off his jizz in the shower, and wrapped a towel around himself, hiding his penis and butt from view.
As Jason was walking back from the showers wrapped in his towel, the older boy turned towards him. Jason's clothes were in the open locker next to him. The older boy was wrapped in a towel. He smiled at Jason. "Hey," he said quietly. He looked in both directions and then back at Jason. "I just wanted to thank you for the show." And the older boy let the towel drop, exposing his naked body to Jason.
Jason stared at the senior boy's penis, much bigger and hairier than his own. Jason's body went a little limp. He felt his shoulders drop and his hands fall. His mouth fell open and his tongue fell out. The older boy waved his penis at Jason and then he turned and bent to pick up his towel and Jason got to look at his ass and in mid bend got to see the pucker of his butthole. Then the towel was back on. The boy smiled at him. He hesitated a second then he said, "I appreciate the encore, but the rest of the team will be here soon."
Confused, Jason gave the older boy a look and he pointed down. Jason looked down to realize he had relaxed and let his towel drop to the floor. Jason was once again naked and his little boner was fully erect. He quickly took up the towel and wrapped himself up again. Blushing he walked over to his clothes and finished drying himself. The older boy pulled out his speedo, looked around and when no one but Jason was looking dropped the towel again and stepped into it. Jason got another exquisite look at his penis. The older boy sat down and looked directly at Jason. It took Jason a second to realize the boy wanted to see him naked once more as he dressed. He blushed again and threw off the towel, drying his stomach and hair. Then he put the towel down and went through his bag, looking for his underwear. It took him a minute to be sure that although the rest of his clothes were there his underwear was gone. The older boy was still watching, appreciating the view. Jason pulled out his jeans and prepared to slide them on.
"Going commando?" the older boy asked, and Jason stopped in the act of putting on his pants, leaving his penis out in the open once more.
"Looks like someone stole my undies."
"I have a clean pair you could use."
Jason was surprised.
"Here," said the boy getting them out and handing them to him.
"Thanks," said Jason.
"You can keep them if you like."
"Thanks." Jason smiled and pulled the underwear on. It was slightly too large for him and they drooped a little, showing off his scant pubic hair. The older boy smiled and watched him put on the rest of his clothes. Then he said, "bye," and walked off towards the pool.
Jason went home, aware of the older boy's underwear on under his clothes all day. That night he shot a load into the undies, thinking of the older boy naked and of his own nude exploits that day.
The light in Jason's room had grown a little bit brighter as he sat on the edge of his bed and thought about that day in high school. He was still naked, and he stroked his cock surreptitiously as he thought about it all. Realizing he was touching himself he released his cock. He was horny now, no doubt about it, but he had hours before class. Why cum yet? He could edge a little and make it feel so much better.
A light breeze pushed the sheer white curtains and Jason approached them. He looked out upon the street through the curtains a minute. If someone was out on the street in a certain spot and they looked up they might see his nude form behind the curtain. Jason smiled. Let them look, he thought, pushing open the curtains and letting more light into the room. Now if someone stood in the right spot on the street they would see the early 20's boy naked, including his purt butt and small dick. Opening the curtains so that this theoretical voyeur could see got Jason going again and he stroked himself a few times in front of the window. He made the bed and stroked his cock a few more times. I'm exposed! He thought. He looked back to the window.
The street was empty. There was no one there to see him. Jason released his cock. His stomach rumbled. He was hungry. A little sad to end his exhibitionism, he went to his closet and pulled out his clothes. Wait a second.
It was still early. He had three roommates, all guys, but they were not yet awake. They lived in the first floor of a small house in North Hollywood, sharing the kitchen, dining room and living room. The owner lived upstairs on the second floor but was rarely home. If his roommates weren't up, Jason could theoretically use the kitchen in the nude with them being none the wiser.
Jason had only been in LA for three days and had not yet done any exhibitionist hijinks. He felt the urge upon him to do something a little dangerous, a little naughty. He wanted to risk exposing himself a little bit.
With a big smile on his face, Jason headed off for the kitchen completely naked, softly shutting his bedroom door behind him.