DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction that contains graphic sexual content. It is purely for entertainment so please enjoy safely and legally. Resemblances to real people, places and events is unintentional (but would be really cool).
A Series of Embarrassing Events Chapter Twenty-Two: A Class Act
MONDAY 8TH MARCH 2021
Noah watched his big brother Daniel lazily poke Jamie in the back. Jamie turned and shuffled aside so Dan could access the cupboard and retrieve a box of cornflakes. Jamie gave Noah a sideways glance and an evil grin as he moved across the kitchen.
A moment later and Daniel was glowering at Jamie who had stationed himself, innocently, in front of the cutlery drawer. Dan tried not to smile as he eased Jamie out of his way and obtained a spoon.
Jamie nearly laughed as he moved in front of the cupboard with the bowls in it, blocking Daniel's access so that Jamie had to be moved on yet again.
"You're not funny, you know," Dan said to his best friend.
Everywhere that Dan went, Jamie was sure to be there.
"I've not even stood in front of the fridge yet," Jamie joked.
"I'm just a boy, standing in front of another boy, asking him to give him the milk," Daniel responded.
Jamie chuckled and opened the fridge; turning back to Dan, he offered the milk but pulled it back when Daniel reached for it.
"You know I can stop loving you anytime, mate," Daniel said.
"Nah, best friends need twenty-eight days' notice," Jamie assured him.
"Fuck, I forgot that. By the way, give me the sodding milk," Dan demanded amiably.
"You guys are like an old married couple," Noah commented.
Noah was on the other side of the kitchen table; thus his nudity was substantially hidden.
"Oh, are you the naked urchin we took in out the kindness of our hearts?" Daniel asked his little brother.
"Only if I'm from the 19th century," Noah replied.
"What about the 19th century?" asked Bruce (Noah and Daniel's dad) as he stepped into the kitchen.
Bruce was wearing a dressing gown and slippers (and underneath that, he also had a vest and boxers on). Bruce noticed his naked son sitting at the island unit; Noah's back was smooth, fair and flawless and his sacrum led to a cute little curve of his ass. The hint of his ass crack was... deeply inappropriate to notice.
"The Jungle Book was published in 1894. It came up because of Mowgli here," Jamie said; pointing with a triangle of toast.
"Mowgli?" Dan laughed through a mouthful of cereal; "That's great."
Bruce chortled at the boys and gave an indulgent sigh. For the last year, Bruce McNelis had been working in America but he was home for a few weeks.
The rest of breakfast went off without any more comedy obstruction. Noah sat through most of it thinking about how Dan and Jamie had been friends since they were nine years old - since the McNelis family moved to Five Dukes. Noah and Toby had been friends for the same twelve years yet he could see cracks in his friendship with Toby and he was jealous of the intractable good terms with which Dan and Jamie's friendship endured.
Since his conversation with Kyo, Noah had been contemplating how to talk to Toby but it was hard. It meant acknowledging that things hadn't been right for months which went against everything teenage boys stand for when it comes to ignoring problems until they go away or fix themselves.
This problem wasn't fixing itself so Noah was resolved to talk to Toby with more patience and understanding than his last effort.
The cracks in their friendship had first appeared when Noah had come out as a gay nudist and they'd fooled around. In retrospect, he must have freaked Toby out a little. Added to that was a clear spiritual crisis for Toby.
It had been months since Noah and Toby has spoken about their intimate dalliance. For Noah it had been an early liaison that he would gladly have explored farther if Toby hadn't freaked out about it. Noah appreciated fear, faith, insecurity and inhibition were factors in Toby's reaction. Toby had insisted he wasn't gay however - right or wrong - Noah thought Toby doth protest too much.
Noah wanted to talk to Toby about it more, but Toby's reaction had made that difficult and Noah had given up. The result was weeks of tension between them and months more where things were not as they were before. Noah had learned to work around the changes in their friendship.
The chat with Kyo and watching his brother with his best friend both prompted Noah to think again. Toby was Noah's first friend when he moved to Five Dukes. His mum was in prison miles away, he had no friends and he was starting school in a new place - Noah had been lucky to meet Toby. He wanted his friend back and that would mean settling things in an honest way.
Little did Noah know, Toby had been thinking about the same things for months. His feelings were so hard to articulate but he knew they were of an intimate nature and of a romantic desire. Perhaps he was pinning too much on one boy, but Noah was his best boy. Best friend, rather. When it came to the love that dare not speak its name, Toby only felt it for Noah. He didn't jerk off thinking about other boys or men; indeed, the Talmud forbids male masturbation as an unnecessary spilling of semen and impure thoughts about women... eh, people one is not married to.
Toby knew his interpretation of faith came from a place deep within him - where else would faith come from? Toby needed structure, rules and guidance but what happened with Noah had awakened something inside him and there were moments when Toby questioned his faith. Rather, he questioned why he felt the need for such strict observance... could it be because he knew, deep down, how he felt about his friend. Had he always known and buried it?
When it came to rebuilding bridges with Noah, regardless of intimacy, Toby was still stuck with the same question: how to ever tell Noah when he can't even accept it myself?
"We'll move onto a new topic in the next lesson. If you want to learn more about gravity, there are links on the Physics page of the schools Nimbus," said Mr Rabb.
Stomachs were already growling in preparation for lunchtime. Noah laughed to himself as he thought about the lesson that had just finished.
"The three-body problem. Is that where you're in a threesome and your boyfriend doesn't invite you?" Noah joked to his friends.
The gang laughed but Toby but felt a stab in his heart as he did so. The bell rang and everyone packed up; Samir, Ronan, Mateo and Toby followed Noah out of the classroom.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" asked Toby miserably.
Ronan and Matty picked up their ears at the question and Samir got a sinking feeling that this was not going to go well.
"Nope, it was just a joke," Noah replied.
"Ok," Toby replied - feeling somewhat reassured.
"Oh... I bumped into Kyo Saito recently. Remember him? We went to primary school with him," Noah said.
"Oh yea? What's he like now?" Toby asked.
"Cute," Noah responded with a chuckle; "He's cute all over."
Noah hoped that talking about boys would reassure Toby and help him feel at ease talking about it himself; he hoped his casual discussion about sexuality would dispel Toby's feeling of its enormity.
"How do you know he's cute all over?" Toby asked - unable to stop himself.
Samir opened his mouth the intervene - his spider-sense was tingling and he foresaw disaster and calamity - but before he could speak, Noah had breezed on obliviously.
"We got talking and one thing led to another and we got... frisky," Noah beamed.
Toby did not smile back.
"Frisky? I thought that's what we were for," Mateo joked, nudging Ronan with his elbow.
Noah turned in the school corridor and looked at Ronan and Matty with a picture of innocence.
"Sometimes you guys are busy," Noah replied.
<<I'm never too busy to sit on Noah's face. Talking of sitting, can we sit soon?>>
"You were frisky with someone you've not seen for five years and also... them?" Toby glared at Matty and Ronan.
Matty and Ronan looked awkwardly at each other. It hadn't really been common knowledge that they were fooling around together; it had always happened after Sam and Toby had left or they'd made special arrangements. Matty and Ronan didn't understand Toby's reaction but it worried them.
<<He sounds pissed. Hide behind Mateo, he'll protect you - slash - will act as a human shield.>>
"How many people have you been frisky with?" Toby challenged.
Noah hadn't picked up on the hostility so he was still smiling as he started to count on his fingers: Philippe in France, Toby during the summer holidays, Mateo and Ronan in his bedroom, Jamie popping his cherry; Dural, Jasper and Jonas...
"Fucksake, Noah," Toby said with a mixture of disgust and anger - fuelled by jealousy.
Noah hadn't even counted: Scott and Kyo or (from his EMARP scenario's) Mr Drummond & Dr Nicholson, Dale, Nico, Cyril and Liam. Noah stopped where Toby had protested and he wasn't sure how to read his best friend's expression.
"If you need two hands to count the number of people you've been skrewing with, it's too many," Toby said as he looked at Noah's eight fingers.
Toby wondered if he one of those fingers.
"Slut," Toby muttered.
There was a gasp of surprise from the others around the table and Noah was too stunned to speak for a moment. He couldn't believe his friend would call him that.
"What... What did you call me?" Noah retorted accusingly.
"Guys, please don't fight," Samir tried to meditate.
Sam knew the worst and most hurtful fights were not between enemies but between friends - they knew too much and knew how to hurt each other. Being in Toby's confidence, he knew what was driving Toby's reaction was envy.
Noah was raging at Toby's insult - he'd never considered the wealth of experiences he'd had to be a negative thing. Casual though his partners were, Noah chose them and they chose him. Even if it was true - for his best friend to call him a slut was deeply offensive and hurtful.
Toby meanwhile was raging too. He'd shared something brief and confusing with Noah last summer and while he was figuring out how he felt about his sexuality and attraction to Noah, his friend had moved on with... basically everyone he looked at.
"Oh, we won't fight as long as he fucking apologises," Noah seethed.
"Apologise? You counted eight guys and weren't done. How many more are there or have you lost count?" Toby asked.
Toby heard himself and cringed inside. He was hurting his best friend - fighting his best friend, attacking and insulting his best friend. Why? Because Toby wished it had been him and only him? Intimacy with Noah had meant something to him and it felt like he meant nothing to Noah.
"Seriously, Toby? You're not going to apologise for calling me a slut? You're seriously going to double down on insulting me?" Noah fumed.
Like every idiot on the wrong side of an argument ever, Toby refused to back down.
"Why should I apologise to someone who'll apparently screw anyone with a dick," Toby hit back.
"Not anyone..." Noah shot back pettily.
"Not you," is what Noah meant - he didn't say it but everyone heard it.
"And I'm not going to feel bad just because I've figured out who I want to have sex with," Noah added.
"Unlike you," is what Noah meant - he didn't say it but everyone heard it.
As he was in Toby's confidence, only Samir really knew what it meant.
"Maybe we should all calm down..." Samir said reasonably.
The use of the word "we" made Mateo screw up his face - this was very much a debate between Noah and Toby. He, Ronan and Samir weren't really involved so what was all this "we" stuff?
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Ronan was thinking he wasn't about to get involved in any of this. He was flattered to think he was counted amongst Noah's intimate liaisons but couldn't help but wonder who else.
<<Are you jealous?>>
Ronan ignored the taunt whispered in his ear that only he could hear. Then the voice helpfully reminded him of the number of boys in Noah's life:
<<I mean there's at least you, Mateo and the three boys who spunked on him in the changing room in January. That's five. Who else? Maybe Toby has a point. Don't tell the slut that though.>>
"Fuck you, Noah," spat Toby.
"Fuck me?" Noah replied ironically.
Toby blushed, Mateo and Ronan kept their heads down and Samir put his head in his hands.
"How the fuck are you the angry one?" Noah asked; "You were way out of line, mate."
"Out of line? That's a good one..." Toby replied as he prepared to storm off; "Considering I'd have to get in line behind everyone else."
Noah was furious – he had planned to fix things with Toby today so why was his friend being such an asshole? Noah was about to explode - his brain conjuring the most hurtful comment he could think of:
"You were at the front of the line back in August. In my bedroom. When I had your dick in my mouth!"
Noah took an extra breath and with it the desire to attack his friend's sexuality went with it. Noah knew how much it sucked to have your best friend trash your humanity - he wasn't going to return the favour. An eye for an eye leaves the world blind. Instead, Noah turned the other ass cheek and walked away.
THURSDAY 11TH MARCH 2021
"I agree, it wasn't exactly a class act but..."
"My dad used to say, anything a person says before the word "but" doesn't really count," Noah interrupted Samir. "Usually when people say "but" it's so they can make an exception or an excuse."
"I'm not excusing anything," Sam said coolly.
In the days since their falling out, Noah and Toby hadn't spoken a word. Samir, Ronan and Matty were caught in the middle and trying to juggle allegiances. Sam spent more time with Toby - he seemed to have an affinity the others didn't; he seemed to understand Toby's problems and the reason for his bellicose attack. Ronan and Matty on the other hand had a greater affinity for Noah. Noah said he didn't know why Toby had been such a cunt and Toby wouldn't talk to them about it.
Noah was smart enough to know what was underlying Toby's reaction but he was too pissed off to consciously process it; meanwhile, Matty and Ronan were missing the key piece of information needed to draw conclusions. Namely, that Toby had also messed about with Noah and was messed up with questions about his sexuality.
"Noah," Samir said calmly; "I'm not taking sides here. I've told Toby he was out of line too and I know he'll come around..."
"I don't care. Fuck him," Noah said bitterly.
"He's you best friend..."
"Was."
"...And when he apologises, maybe you'll understand why he said what he said," Samir said gently.
Sam was careful not to use the classic phrased "You have to listen," or "You should listen," or any variation thereof. Telling people what to do or how to feel about a thing is rarely a good idea especially when they're hurt. Sam thought of words that would encourage or even cajole Noah to be amenable to Toby but first, Samir had to get Toby to change his stance. Toby's current stance was to (metaphorically) stand with his eyes closed and fingers in his ears; or put his head in the sand if you want a more typical metaphor.
"Pft," replied Noah.
<<Try saying: I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.>>
"Noah's you best friend. Sometimes friends fall out, but as Shakespeare said..." Ronan spake and then did he recite the verse that Herman - the voice only he could hear - had recalled.
"Oh, fuck off," Toby responded to that offering from the Bard.
Quite another quotation popped into Toby's mind:
"Then shall we speak of one who loved not wisely but too well. One not easily jealous but being wrought, perplexed in the extreme," Ronan said with an inflection that made it sound like a question.
Toby decided Shakespeare deserved a double fuck off.
"You can't tell Shakespeare to fuck off," Matty replied indignantly.
"Do you always have to be a smart arse?" Toby asked resentfully.
<<Smart or not, Mateo has a great arse.>>
"Yes?" Mateo replied.
Ronan smiled but Toby didn't. It was several days since Toby was...
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...inarticulate with his condemnation of Noah's love life...
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...and the boys were still playing piggy in the middle.
"Let's talk about something else," Ronan said.
<<Let's face it whatever's got Toby's knickers in a twist, he's not going to tell you.>>
"Fine," Toby said.
Toby didn't offer any suggestions though. He wasn't making it easy to be a good friend; that is what Ronan, Mateo and Samir were trying to be - good friends. They were trying to hold things together until the best friends made up.
<<Kiss and make up?>>
"If science proved vegetables felt pain, would vegans have stop eating altogether?" Matty suggested.
"That's stupid," Toby muttered.
<<Your friends are weirdo's.>>
"You're a very special person, Matty," Ronan said sweetly.
SATURDAY 13TH MARCH 2021
Noah's fight with Toby had left him in a deflated mood. It had pissed him off and upset him but he was most offended by the fact his friend wouldn't apologise for saying something so hurtful and out of line. Noah was therefore glad when the weekend came around and his first EMARP for six weeks was scheduled.
After Noah agreed to participate in EMARP events again, Mr Godetia had asked:
"How do you feel about working with others?"
Noah was intrigued by the opening question and his intrigue only deepened as more questions were asked. The man didn't reveal too much - Mason said he didn't want to ruin the surprise – but he did ask a few thought-provoking questions:
How do you feel about working with others?
Great.
How do you feel about being restrained?
Excited.
How do you feel about being stripped naked?
Always fun.
How do you feel about being fucked with a dildo?
Moist.
How do you feel about being edged?
Ecstatic.
How do you feel about working tomorrow?
Ready.
Noah arrived promptly at the Refined Arts Workshop and Studio (the RAW building) which was the official home of the EMARP events. Knowing that the Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing events were not just live, sexually enlightening scenarios but also filmed seemed obvious now that Noah thought about it.
It was even more obvious now there were other actors involved in his scenarios. Sure, other actors had played roles in his humiliation, but Noah had been the only one to get naked so far. He wondered if that might change now that he was "working with others."
Arriving at the entrance to the building. Noah noticed a new sign erected above:
PUSHMORE ACADEMY
It was a cute name and prompted a few questions that were answered just by entering the building. The last time Noah had been inside, the RAW resembled a medical centre; now it was dressed as a school. Partitions had been erected to create classrooms, offices and an assembly hall.
"Is your mind racing yet?" asked Dale.
The young man in his mid-twenties was grinning at him. In the last scenario, Dale had been the stroppy receptionist in the medical centre who's made him get naked in the waiting area. Today Dale was dressed in dressy shirt and trousers and he had a sexy growth of stubble.
"Pushmore Academy?" Noah asked with a chuckle; "Who are you going to be?"
"I'm going to be a surprise," Dale answered. "Come on, I'll walk you to your changing room."
"Well, it's nice to see a familiar face," Noah said as they walked.
"We weren't sure you'd come back after finding out it wasn't just a live show," Dale spoke honestly.
"I'm still excited about the live show," Noah answered. "I'm guessing the whole thing is live-streamed to attendees who aren't in the room with me?"
"You're catching on," Dale confirmed. "Things are going to change now, Noah. Are you ready for today? It's going to bet really hot and heavy."
"Just the way I like it," Noah boasted but he was nervous.
"Ok. Cool," Dale said as he pushed open Noah's changing room door.
"Thanks, Dale. Thank you for telling me," Noah said earnestly.
"No problem. Welcome back. Your costume is inside," Dale clipped out his sentences.
As he was about to enter the changing room, Noah saw Liam – who was dressed in a school uniform and looking fucking cute. Liam was one of the actors in the last scenario who saw Noah jerking off when the doctor left the examination room door open. So much for patient dignity. Liam had been sixteen, like Noah, when he'd first been recruited. Noah wondered if they should compare notes sometime.
"Oh, and your safety word is abdicate. If things get too much, just say that word," Dale said.
In the past Noah figured the word "stop" was quite sufficient to put an end to things. Now that he had a proper safety word, he wondered just how hot and heavy things were about to get.
Noah emerged a little while later wearing a school uniform: black shoes and socks, black trousers, white shirt and a blazer with a "Pushmore Academy" crest on it. The school tie had the crest on it too. Noah was looking his schoolboy best and a note in the changing room had told him to go for a walk once he was dressed.
The walk so far had attracted attention from attendees and audience members, a few of whom Noah recognised - they must be regulars. Noah was very flattered by the lustful looks and buoyed by the sometimes obvious but mostly subtle attention he was getting. Was this all that was expected of him, to mingle?
A school bell rang and the few people in the corridor were joined by a throng of people - several dozen. Noah noticed how many of them were younger this time - fitting with the school theme - and they were wearing school ties too. The older faces looked like handsome teachers – perhaps less haggard than their real-life counterparts.
"C'mon," said a gruff voice.
Noah suddenly found himself squeezed between two people and third person brought up the rear. Noah was forced down the corridor and into a big classroom where the three boys spun him around. The gruff voice had belonged to Nico whom Noah had met at his last EMARP.
Noah had also met Cyril and Liam who rounded out the trio. They were all twenty but the school uniform costumes were deceptive and they wouldn't have looked out of place in Noah Year 12 classes.
"We hear you're the one who leaked the naked pictures of the football team," Nico said in an accusing tone.
"Which is really not cool," Liam added.
"Eh... I didn't..." Noah protested his innocence like a good boy.
"Taking pictures of us in the shower after winning the match was really lame, Noah," Cyril complained, cutting off the futile objection.
Noah could already see the direction this scenario was headed in.
"I mean, it's not your fault that Liam had popped a boner or that Cyril had dropped the soap but you still shouldn't have taken pictures of it," Nico warned.
"So now we're gonna get you back," Cyril threatened.
"Take off your blazer," Liam ordered.
Noah had found Liam to be a nice and timid guy so the change in personality was jilting; Noah obeyed the order and took off his blazer. He turned to hang it on the back of one of the desk chairs and that was when the three lads moved on him.
They grabbed his arms and moved him two thirds of the way down the room.
"Hold him while I get the rope," said Nico.
"Wait. What?" Noah replied.
Now Noah understood the need for a safety word.
And he understood why Mr Godetia had asked all those questions.
And he understood why Dale had told him "it's going to get really hot and heavy."
Noah felt each arm stretched above his head and individually tied to steel rings in the ceiling. The rings looked sturdy enough for Noah to be able to swing from them. The ropes bit slightly into his wrists but only when he pulled too hard so he tried not to pull.
With his arms restrained, the lads knelt down and Noah felt his trouser legs being pulled up so rope could be tied around his ankles and then each ankle was tied to a desk on either side of him. Noah's legs were now just beyond shoulder width apart.
"That looks great," Liam said with a giggle and he had a sincere twinkle in his eye as he checked Noah out.
"Guys, this is stupid," Noah said.
He gave the ropes another experimental tug; arms secure and the desks heavy enough only to squeak but barely budge.
"Oh, we haven't even started yet," Cyril responded.
"Yea, Noah. This classroom is free until after lunchtime," Nico told him. "That gives us nearly two hours to play with you."
Liam stepped up and removed Noah's tie and then used it as a blind fold. He could still hear and almost sense the movement of the lads around him but he couldn't see. He heard the laughter first and then he felt the buttons on his school shirt being undone.
"What? No. Don't. Stop."
"Ok, we won't stop," Nico chuckled.
Noah felt his shirt fall open and his chest was exposed. A finger traced down the middle of his hairless chest and then his smooth tummy and cute little bellybutton. The hands stopped on his trousers and unbuttoned them, then unzipped them. Noah felt the trousers pulled open so his briefs were exposed.
"Aww, baby blue briefs... how embarrassing," mocked Cyril.
"Will I take some pictures now?" asked Liam.
"Go for it," Nico answered.
Noah heard the shutter noises of a camera.
"I know you're thinking it can't get much worse," Nico whispered.
Hands pulled at the shirt, brining each side around the back and fastening a single button near the small of his back so his chest remained exposed. At least they couldn't take it off without untying him.
"But you're wrong," Nico whispered again.
Noah felt his trousers pulled down but they jammed at mid-thigh.
"Look at those silky thigh's," Cyril mocked; "Have you even started puberty yet?"
Noah felt the waistband of his briefs pop open and laughter at what they saw inside.
"Look, just let me go," Noah pleaded convincingly; "You can't get my clothes off without untying me anyway so just let me go."
"Is that what you think?" Liam asked.
The quiet gentleness of Liam's voice lent an almost sinister quality to the sentence. Noah was already enjoying the scenario – from art to medicine to school, EMARP offered a wide variety of possibilities. Real life had given Noah the chance to bare all online, be a cum dump at school and get stripped walking home but he still felt deeply excited when something new started. Whatever was about to happen was just getting started.
"Let's get on with the show," Nico announced.
Noah didn't know what that meant and when he felt pulling just below his wrists it took him a moment to realise why - they were cutting his shirt.
"Oh fuck," Noah said excitedly.
He was excited but he was supposed to be scared so he changed the timbre of his voice.
"Fuck, no. Are you cutting my shirt off? Please don't do that. I need it," Noah pleaded.
"I know, you'll be half naked without it," said someone sarcastically.
"No, please," Noah whined. "I'll have nothing else to wear."
"We know," Cyril chuckled meanly.
Noah felt more pulling and cutting at his shoulders and then he felt brute force being used to rip the shirt. Noah struggled ineffectively as the shirt was destroyed and ripped off his body. Noah's imagination was wild with the possibilities; he imagined having his school uniform ripped off in real life with no replacement. What would he do?
Noah felt chilly now that he was not only bare chested but totally shirtless and his trousers above his knees.
"Picture time," Liam declared.
"Remember when we told you, you shouldn't have taken pictures of us in the shower?" Nico said.
"Just wait till you see the pictures we post of you," Cyril finished.
"Look at those pathetic armpits," Nico insulted; "I had more hair than that when I was twelve."
"Nice nipples," Cyril said.
Noah felt each nipple given an experimental tweak and then more pictures were taken. Noah felt movement at his feet and wondered if his ankles were going to be untied already but that wasn't the aim. Instead, the lads pulled off his shoes and socks and left him barefoot. That wasn't so bad but then the inevitable began - cutting up each leg of the trousers.
Once each leg had been sufficiently damaged, strength was used to rip them all the way up to the thighs. Someone else worked on cutting down through the waistband and a few minutes later the trousers were in tatters on the floor.
The three lads giggled and Noah heard yet more pictures taken.
He was quite a sight: blindfolded, barefoot and naked except for his baby blue briefs in a school classroom.
"Do you want to take the blindfold off now?" asked Liam; "It would be a shame no not see his face in these pictures."
Noah's school tie/ blindfold was removed and he could finally look at himself. Exposed and humiliated and photographed; his body was long and fair-skinned and his sparse pubes under each arm really were worthy of mockery by the older boys.
"Now... what are we going to do about your underpants?" Nico asked.
They all knew what was about to happen to his underwear.
"My only regret is that we can't live-stream this on the school intranet," teased Liam.
"Please don't take my clothes off," pleaded Noah.
Nico smirked; "You're what?"
"My clothes," Noah repeated.
"Clothes is plural, Noah. You don't have clothes. Tell us what you're wearing," Nico intoned.
"My... my underwear..." Noah said with embarrassment.
"Nope," Nico replied with dissatisfaction.
"My... briefs?" Noah asked; "Please don't take my briefs off."
"You can do better than that," Nico encouraged.
"Please leave my boy briefs alone," Noah implored.
The three boys laughed at the briefs-clad schoolboy.
"Better. Try again," Liam asked.
"Please don't take my little underpants off," Noah said; "I'll be bare naked and you'll see my dick."
Nico, Liam and Cyril burst out laughing while continuing to take pictures.
"That was funny. But no, we're taking them off you anyway," Cyril answered.
Noah pretended to struggle as Cyril advanced, stepping around Noah so he was hidden behind the sixteen-year-old. He put his hands on Noah's hips and drew the briefs down until his peachy bum popped out and at the front the first hints of his pubes emerged.
"Fucksake Noah, are you sure you have any pubes?" Nico asked.
Cyril pulled the briefs down more and the small patch of pubes above Noah's penis were fully exposed. As Liam continued to snap pictures, Noah's briefs were pulled down to his knees where they snagged just like his school trousers had.
"Look at that little prick," Nico laughed.
"I'm looking. And photographing. How about one for the front page of the yearbook?"
Cyril laughed and gave Noah's ass a squeeze, then returned to the front to take a look. Noah took a look too - his flaccid penis was barely three inches long and fully exposed to the class of three.
"Noah Flood and his little penis. How does that sound for a caption?" Nico suggested.
Noah had been given the surname Flood a few times now but he was too overwhelmed to appreciate the character name at the moment.
"Are you a shower or a grower?" asked Liam with a snigger.
"We'll find that out in a bit," Nico replied. "We still have an hour and a half until the next class comes in here.
Cyril took scissors to Noah's briefs and snipped both sides so they fell away. The ruined underwear fell between Noah's bare feet - his entire school uniform was ruined. Noah realised this was part of the excitement of the scenario. What would Noah do when the lads were done with him? Would Noah need to streak out of the classroom? Would Noah get caught in the corridor. It was very exciting.
Noah also felt an exciting nibble on his nipple.
Cyril had put his lips to Noah's chest and sucking on one of his teats. Noah bit his lip to suppress a moan but he felt a stir in his groin. Cyril's hand slid across Noah's abdomen; a finger played with Noah's bellybutton; the hand moved up and tickled Noah's exposed armpit so he wriggled.
When Cyril stood back, he was replaced by Nico who fondled Noah's testicles.
"When you took pictures of us in the shower, Liam had a boner. Seems only fair we see yours," Nico referenced the fictional justification for this farce.
Noah found his penis massaged and pulled, the head rubbed by a spit-slick palm and soon it grew. Noah was at full boner within a minute - his 6.4-inch cock was nothing to be embarrassed. Yet Noah was humiliated - the school setting, the nudity, the hard-on, the uniform-clad boys, the fear of discovery - the whole scenario was designed to mortify him.
"Oh god, please stop," Noah pleaded.
"I switched to video mode when you made him hard. We should post this on Youtube or Sextr," Liam suggested as he closed in on Noah's face.
"Look at that big dick," Cyril said and then whistled; "You could put someone's eye out with that."
Liam put down the camera and crouched in front of Noah's groin. Noah thought he was about to get his dick sucked; instead, Liam gripped Noah's cock hard at its bade and rubbed it on his cheek.
Liam's face was soft and Noah's leaking cock was already producing silvery strings of pre-cum. Noah's cock snot was smeared around Liam's mouth and over the other cheek and the sensitive ridge around the head of Noah's cock pulsed with pleasure. Noah jiggled excitedly and Cyril and Nico laughed at him for it.
Then, without warning, Liam took Noah's cock in his mouth.
"Oh..."
Liam simply wet Noah's dick before withdrawing his wet mouth and the slick cock slipped free. It bounced provocatively in front of Liam's face. Liam leaned in again and, without touching it, guided his mouth to the erection. Liam gave it another suck, licking the head and then taking the shaft almost to the hilt.
"Oh fuck," Noah complimented – enjoying the sensation of getting sucked and the sight of a schoolboy blowing him.
Liam alternated between taking Noah's cock in his mouth and stroking it. He paid very close attention though and every time Noah got close to climax, Liam eased off. Liam's mouth was greasy with precum – there was so much of it – and he had just spat Noah's cock free again, catching strands of pre-cum that trailed like a spiders silk, when Nico spoke again.
"Ok, enough of that," Nico said; "Time to string him up."
"Wh- what?"
The rug had been pulled from under Noah. He hadn't expected...
Well, he hadn't expected any of this so far but "string him up" was off the chart of things he hadn't expected.
Liam had stood up and more ropes were being brought down from the ceiling where his hands remained tied. Noah's ankles were untied from the desks so his legs were no longer spread wide but the reprieve was short lived. Noah's ankles were re-secured close together.
"Ready?" Nico asked Cyril who was again behind Noah.
"Ready," agreed Cyril.
"Ready?" Liam asked Noah.
A long look established now was the time to say no. He could use the safety word ("abdicate") any time but before they started to suspend him from the ceiling was a better time that once they got going. Noah nodded at Liam - trusting him.
One line of rope was given a tug and Noah found his arms pulled higher so he had to stand on the tip of his toes. The rope was secured and Noah saw another line from the ceiling tied to the ankles. Moments later this line was pulled and Noah's legs were hoisted into the air.
As the ropes were pulled, Noah bent in two until he was eye-level with his own knees and his ankles were at the same height as his wrists. Noah was suspended from the ceiling – arms and legs pointed up and ass pointed down.
Noah revelled in the sordidness of the role-play – a schoolboy, bare naked and suspended from the ceiling of a facsimile classroom. Noah looked between his legs at his engorged cock which pumped some pre-cum into his lap. As unexpected as it was, Noah was enjoying himself.
"The yearbook wouldn't be complete without a picture of you suspended from the ceiling," Nico told him.
"With a dildo in your ass," added Cyril.
"No, not more pictures. Please... I'm naked and stiff," Noah pleaded.
Liam took more pictures while Nico stepped up with a hand that was freshly squirted with lube. Nico stroked Noah's cock and the lubricant and precum made obscenely loud slurping and slipping noises.
Noah moaned and Nico held off. Then he started again, edging Noah but never letting the sixteen-year-old go over the edge.
Cyril prepared the dildo which was about eight inches long and black. It wasn't too thick - the lads weren't going to tear him open with it - but it was big. Cryil gave a knob at the balls-end of the dildo a twist and it buzzed to life. Perfect.
"Ok, are you ready?" Cyril asked sincerely.
"Yes," Noah agreed.
"Beg for it," Nico said.
Noah's face snapped to him - restoring the scenario of control and humiliation.
"Please let me cum," Noah asked.
"Let you cum how, Noah?" Nico teased.
"Please... put that dildo in me," Noah said.
"Wow. There's an exclusive quote to go along with the pictures and the video," Cyril said.
"I'm desperate to cum. Fuck me with the dildo," Noah added.
Cyril advanced on Noah and knelt down. Although Noah was suspended from the ceiling, his ass was barely a metre off the ground. Noah felt the slippery but firm head of the dildo press against his hole and cried out.
"I've barely put it in yet. You must love the cock a lot," said Cyril, his voice laced with smut.
There was no acting now – Noah moaned loudly as the head of the fake-phallus was press inside him. Noah hadn't even felt the shaft of the dildo press inside when he heard something.
The school bell rang.
"Has it been an hour already? It must be lunchtime," Nico noted.
Cyril stopped the advance of the dildo for a moment and stood up, acting the part.
"We don't want to get caught. Someone might hear him," Cyril said.
"Use his school tie as a gag?" suggested Liam.
"Great idea," Nico sniggered.
Liam picked up the tie and knotted it several times until a fat knot appeared in the middle of the tie. There was still plenty of tie on either side to secure it around Noah's head. Liam approached and stuffed the knot in Noah's mouth and then tied it behind his head.
"Ready to continue?" Liam asked the room while looking into Noah's eyes.
Noah nodded.
Outside in the faux school corridor, Noah heard plenty of movement. He wondered if excited patrons of the EMARP were going to barge in but no-one entered. It was all part of the act. The audience were probably watching everything live streamed on a big screen somewhere.
Nico gave Noah's cock a few slippery strokes - the sensation of needing to cum built again and when it was denied, they gave him a moment of respite. Then the dildo began again and the head of the phallus went in with a pop.
It gave a surprising judder and Noah gave a muffled moan. Noah bounced in his suspended state and pre-cum was now so abundant it was dribbling off his abdomen, over his hip and onto the floor. The gently vibrating dildo pressed deeper and the vibration intensified.
Noah had had sex enough times to appreciate the difference between a real cock and a dildo but it was still an exquisite sensation, spreading from the magic spot inside his ass as the dildo pushed and pulled inside him. Noah moaned again and the vibration and advance stopped.
Again, he was denied climax and Noah wondered how long he could go before he'd finally explode with cum. He'd been hard for over half hour now. The dido was pulled back and started to vibrate again; then it moved deeper and Cyril began to fuck Noah's ass with the dildo.
Noah was aware of the camera in Liam's hand - an element of the scenario that built his character's humiliation. Were the pictures and film real? Probably. Noah moaned and whimpered with pleasure so Cyril stopped.
Noah could feel his stretched hole and the contours, ridges and veins on the dildo; all designed to pleasure the muscular ring of Noah's ass as it slid in and out. The head of the dildo kept slipping past Noah's prostate so if anything, his precum oozed even more - his tummy had a puddle in it and he hadn't even cum yet.
"M' 'ack i' 'ore," Noah moaned.
"What's that? I can't hear you over the buzz of the dildo," chuckled Cyril.
"M' 'aack i' 'orrre."
Liam stepped forward and removed the gag.
"My back is getting sore," Noah complained breathlessly.
It had only been ten minutes or so but he was feeling almost breathless and the last thing he wanted was to faint. There wasn't even a moment of hesitation to begin letting him down. The dildo slopped out easily and within a few minutes his feet touched the floor and his arms were given slack.
"We should get a move on anyway. We all need to be out of there before the next class," Nico worked to return to the scenario.
"Besides, syncope would really ruin the routine," muttered Liam in a conspiring tone only Noah heard.
Noah only knew what syncope was because of his dad. Noah had fainted once before after hanging upside down from a climbing frame in the park. As a doctor, his dad found the jargon second nature.
"We still have time... what to do with our naked friend for forty-five minutes?" asked Liam.
Cyril was finishing removing the ropes that had suspended Noah's arms and legs but he noticed loops remained like cuffs around his wrists and ankles.
"Your legs must be sore. Why don't you take the weight off them and kneel down?" Cyril suggested.
"You can think of something to do on your knees, right?" asked Liam.
Noah knew exactly what they had in mind but before he could kneel, he was pushed to the front of the room. His bum touched the edge of the teachers desk and then a hand on his shoulder encouraged Noah onto his knees.
Nico, Cyril and Liam unzipped and pulled out dicks that they started to stroke. In his time so far, he had met other actors in the EMARP game but never one who had also exposed himself. It was quite exciting even though he knew at least one of those dicks would be in his face in a minute.
Noah knew he was supposed to be mortified but he loved the sight of three lads in school uniform with their dicks poking out. They were all unashamedly hard.
"Touch it," demanded Nico.
Noah reached out and wrapped his hand around Nico's cock. The twenty-year-old had a nice girthy hard-on that was just slightly longer than Noah's. Noah stroked it while Nico pulled his trousers open further and unbuttoned his school shirt up to his chest. Nico had a toned abdomen and the pubes above his cock were short but clearly trimmed – not like Noah's naturally sparse groin.
"And mine," ordered Cyril.
Noah reached up with his other hand and grabbed Cyril's cock which was seven inches and warm to touch. It had been slicked by Cyril's lubed hand and the twenty-year-old was quite happy being jerked by the younger boy. Noah stroked both cocks – the warm and meaty appendages filled Noah's grip.
"Don't forget me," Liam said.
Noah looked at Liam who was right in front of him - the sweet lad looked younger than the others but he too was twenty. His school shirt was open to reveal a tight abdomen and chest that were both smooth. Noah had no more hands so there was only one thing for it.
Noah would have to suck it.
Noah wrapped lips around Liam's cock which was the longest one in the room. Over seven inches and getting nice and wet from Noah's mouth. Noah breathed deep though his nose while sucking Liam's dick and jerking Cyril and Nico's.
"Don't neglect yourself, Noah. I'll jerk my own in your face while you take of yourself," Nico said as if he were being magnanimous.
Noah let go of Nico's cock and grabbed his own dick. Noah's groin was seriously messy with pre-cum and the shaft of his cock was sticky and coated with the stuff too.
"Don't cum until we tell you to," Cyril warned.
Noah jerked himself and Cyril and sucked Liam's dick; all the while aware of Nico jerking himself just inches from his face. Close to cumming, Noah looked up at Liam who was so cute that he saw what Mason must have four years ago.
Four years ago... had Liam been where Noah is now?
Noah let go of his cock for a moment so he could stave off ejaculation. He also released Liam's hard-on and took to sucking Cyril instead. Cryil must have been close because he took a hold of Noah's head and pumped his cock into Noah's face.
"I'm cumming. Spit or swallow?" Cyril asked.
Noah's mouth was too full to answer but he made no effort to stop and so answered the question. Cyril's cum spattered the back of Noah's throat with spunk and he drank it down. Cyril released Noah's head and pulled his cock free so the final squirts of jizz dribbled over Noah's lips. When Cyril was done cumming, he wiped his cock on Noah's cheek and put his dick away.
"Concentrate on Liam. I've got this," Nico said.
Noah kissed the tip of Liam's cock with affection, tasting a trail of precum which mixed with Cyril ejaculate. Before he could take Liam's erection back in his mouth or stroke it, Noah felt hot jizz splash across the left side of his face. Nico had just cum and he added more to Noah's neck so cum trickled down over his shoulder, back and chest.
"Two down..." Nico said.
As Noah took Liam's dick in his mouth, he felt Cyril crouch beside him, playing with his nipples and then working his cock into a frenzy. Cyril had an acute sense for when Noah was getting close to cumming - how long had he been edged for now: an hour?
There was still half an hour before the fictional lunch time ended; presumably this was when the scheduled scenario was due to conclude. Liam and Noah still needed to cum and Noah needed to figure out how to cover up since his school uniform was a mess.
Noah felt himself near to an orgasm and again Cyril stopped. Noah thrust helplessly into the frictionless air. Noah happily suckled and slurped Liam's hard-on and the older boy had impressive resistance to Noah's efforts.
"I'm getting close," Liam said at last.
"In that case, it's time to get Noah tied up again," Nico decided.
Noah freed his mouth so he could protest.
"Please don't hang me from the ceiling again," Noah begged.
"We won't," promised Nico.
"We're going to tie you to the teachers desk though," Cyril added.
Cyril put his hands under Noah's armpits and the teenager felt himself lifted to his feet like a kid. Noah quite liked it. A hand pressed Noah's chest and he felt his butt touch the edge of the desk; Noah lay down with his back touching the surface of the desk, his head towards the marker board at the front of the room and his legs dangling over the front edge of the teachers desk.
Noah's legs were quickly pulled apart and secured to the legs of the desk. Next, his arms were drawn out to form a T-shape with his chest and they were secured to the other legs of the desk. Every inch of his body was not only exposed (armpits, cock, perineum and asshole) but were ripe for interference. Noah gave his legs an experimental tug but they wouldn't budge, they remained splayed; he tested his arms too but they remained resolutely in cruciform position.
While tying him to the desk, the lads had taken turns to keep Noah's dick hard. Noah bit his lip as he was continuously stimulated, leaking more and more of his own muck all over himself.
"Have you ever used a prostate massager, Noah?" asked Nico.
Nico brandished a crooked looking black implement.
"No. Is it good?" Noah replied and then wondered if it was in character or not so he added; "Please let me cum. You can put anything in me as long as you let me cum."
"Perfect," Nico cheered.
Then, while Nico got the prostate massager lubed and Cyril jerked Noah's cock, Liam plopped his cock on Noah's face. Noah turned his head and Liam swept his dick across Noah's lips. The sixteen-year-old had almost forgotten that Liam hadn't cum yet either. He opened his mouth and got to work finishing Liam off.
"Ok, here we go," Nico said.
Nico was standing between Noah's legs, with Cyril still jerking and Liam still getting oral satisfaction, as he slipped the prostate massager into the excited hole. The sphincter slowly parted and Nico expertly turned and pushed the massager until it slipped into place. It nestled nicely inside and unlike a dildo, where if one were to push out, the dildo would be expelled, the prostate massager held itself in place. The crooked shape maintained persistent contact against Noah's prostate and then it started to buzz.
Noah had half expected the vibration, it certainly looked like a battery-operated toy, but it still came as a little surprise in the end. Noah moaned and would have screamed with pleasure if his mouth wasn't full.
Liam pulled his cock out of Noah's mouth - it was wet and oozing and about to pop. Noah's cock was the same - desperate to explode - but Cyril had an expert touch that constantly kept him from sweet release.
"Oh fuck. Oh... fuck," Noah cried and Liam put a hand over Noah's mouth to quiet him.
Liam continued to jerk his own cock while Cyril paused in stroking Noah's and Nico had fun turning the vibration up and down on the prostate massager.
Liam looked at the clock and nodded to Nico who checked it himself. There was only fifteen minutes left until the fictional lunch time ended and the scenario concluded so it was time to finish things off.
"We've been edging you for eighty minutes already. Your balls must be aching," teased Cyril.
"Let me cum now? Please?" Noah asked desperately.
Cryil wasn't even stroking with his fist now, just using a single finger to touch and slide across the shaft.
"Here I come," Liam said.
Noah turned to see the twenty-year-old dressed in his school uniform but with his dick sticking out. This was going to be messy. Nico and Cyril had already splashed cum on Noah's face and neck and shoulder so it seemed only fair that Liam make his deposit elsewhere for full coverage. Liam pumped his erection with a mighty fist until he sprayed his jizz across Noah's chest and abdomen. He walked along the edge of the desk and squeezed the final globules of cum out on Noah's left thigh, wiping the head clean on Noah's leg to leave milky streaks on the younger boy's skin.
"Please. Please. Please let me cum," Noah pleaded.
"Listen to him begging for it," Nico sneered.
Noah was on the verge of tears now, fighting for the desperation to cum. The prostate massager continued to vibrate against Noah's G-spot and Noah looked down the length of his messy body, smooth and almost hairless – he wriggled his ass and groin with frustration. Noah looked at the empty classroom stretched out in front of him as he breathlessly awaited his orgasm. How could there be no air in such a big room? Yet Noah felt breathless with anticipation as his engorged cock slid across his precum slicked abdomen but there was not enough friction to induce orgasm.
The boys started to stoke Noah's arms and legs - the inside of Noah's thighs proving to be especially erogenous while his underarms were ticklish to an agonising degree. His whole body wanted to burst, either as a result of the edging for an hour and a half or the prostate massager.
"Ok, Noah. Time to cum," Cyril announced.
"Oh, thank fuck," Noah cried.
Cyril gripped Noah's cock and worked the head, then the shaft, then the head and finally it burst. Cum shot into the over Noah's head and hit the marker board with an audible splash. Then Cyril aimed more carefully, cum squirting towards Noah's face, hitting his chin and lips before spraying up his nose and hitting his forehead and into his hair. Noah's precum was already pooled on his abdomen and Liam's cum was on Noah's chest yet more messy gunk was added; more cum pumped from Noah's expectant cock and over-worked prostate until he was drenched in it.
Noah had never cum like this before – it was like multiple orgasms. Shot after shot of cum sprayed Noah's body, some of it so liquid that Noah almost thought he'd peed himself too. Cyril let go to of Noah's cock and at last the sixteen-year-old was sated.
Noah's mind was obliterated and he rested his head back on the edge of the desk. He couldn't have moved even if he wanted to - he remained tied and spread on the desk - but he was too exhausted.
"Well that was a lot of fun," Cyril said.
"We'll leave the prostate massager where it is," Nico added.
"We should get going. Lunch is nearly over and the class will be here any minute," Liam said.
Noah managed to lift his head as he realised the boys were moving away and he was not getting untied.
"You're... you're going to leave me here?" Noah asked incredulously.
"Yea. We're going to leave you here," Cyril said.
"We're going to leave you here with the tatters of your unusable clothes scattered around the room," Liam sniggered.
"We're going to leave you here, naked, practically hairless and tied up with that thing in your ass," Nico added.
"We're going to leave you to get found by the next class; totally exposed from balls to nipples and covered in cum," Cyril mocked.
"We were aiming for the school newspaper or yearbook, but maybe someone will put pics of you on the school website? Or Facebook? Or a national newspaper?" Liam suggested.
"Bye," said Cyril and Nico with a final nasty sneer.
"No, wait..." Noah said to no avail.
Liam skipped back to the front of the room and kissed Noah's cheek.
"End of part one," Liam whispered.
"I don't want to get caught. Everyone will see my naked boy body," Noah whimpered.
"To be continued," Liam said softly.
"Please, you can't leave me like this," Noah pleaded.
For a split-second Liam thought Noah was serious but then he saw smiling in Noah's eyes. Noah was playing the role of the frightened naked schoolboy about to get caught by his peers.
"Yes, we can," Liam replied. "Bye, Noah."
Liam skipped out the classroom and closed the door - a few moments later the school bell rang.
What would it be like to be caught like this in real life? The embarrassment would be off the scale. How could he ever face his peers again if they all walked in and saw him with smooth legs spread to expose his sex-toy-crammed hole, his pits and pubes a humiliating scrub of short hairs – totally naked and hard and cum-coated?
The EMARP built the tension up nicely - giving Noah time to contemplate his fate and the future since, apparently, he was only halfway through this scenario. Noah could hear noise in the school corridor and finally, the door opened.
The first boy (eighteen at a guess and dressed in a school uniform) to enter stopped dead at what he saw, causing a bottleneck as people behind pushed and tried to get in too. Finally, he moved and more boyish young men entered the room, each taking in the sight of Noah before them.
Noah knew it was a role-playing scenario but there was something both shit hot and unbearably humiliating about the situation. He continued to imagine what it would be like if he were in his own school and classmates caught him like this.
He was tied to a desk at the front of the room while spread-eagled. On show were Noah's softening penis and silky balls; below that, a hairless perineum and below that an anus with a prostate massager in it that was still gently vibrating. His body was covered with loads of cum.
More boys were pouring into the room – a class full of them stacked at the back of the room and took in Noah's sordid and soiled appearance.
"Oh my god," said Noah; "Oh my fucking god."
Liam's words came back to him:
End of part one. To be continued...
A Series of Embarrassing Events will take a one week hiatus but the story will resume next week with Chapter Twenty-Three: The School of Hard Cocks.
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