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-Eight: The Apparel Oft Proclaims the Man
SATURDAY 01ST MAY 2021
Noah had spent all day studying – the exam timetable started soon, classes were wrapping up and Noah was getting stressed. To relieve stress, Noah thought about relaxing things.
It was a week since Noah's intimate encounter with a schoolteacher. Noah had been thinking about it a lot – mostly while masturbating. Mr Cooke was a sexy man and his interest was flattering – appealing to Noah's insatiable desire to be watched and wanted.
This desire seemed to drive everything Noah did – from sex with friends to live streaming his own nudity; from Task-Me dares to role-playing.
Noah had reflected on getting caught in school and it turned him on – it had been an amazing strike of luck that Mr Cooke had known Noah was an EMARP actor but Noah's life was full of lucky breaks. Noah had whiled away his Friday night on Sextr and agreed to another EMARP next week.
However, Noah found himself worrying. He had told Daniel everything about the EMARP events so a teacher's connection to them was something he felt he had to share. Although Noah had promised Mr Cooke he would tell no-one, he only felt safe because Daniel remained informed about everything.
"Can I tell you something?" Noah said.
It was a Saturday night and Jamie were in the kitchen washing up after dinner.
"I like the sound of this," Daniel said enthusiastically; "Is this the part where you tell me something outrageous?"
Indeed, the last time Noah had talked to Daniel about EMARP he had confessed about his naked in school scenario. Daniel's eyes had lit up at the very idea of it so he would probably be ok with discovering a teacher was a pervert.
"I kind of got caught naked at school... I mean Five Dukes," Noah added.
"Not a role playing thing? In real life, you were naked at school?" Daniel asked and Noah nodded.
"I was with a boy and we were... doing stuff... and I got caught by a teacher," Noah replied.
Dan laughed at the image of his naked brother being seen by a teacher. It could only happen to Noah, Daniel thought.
"When you say you were caught, tell me what you mean?" Daniel asked to tease out the details.
"The boy I was with hid but I was caught by Mr Cooke the Drama teacher. I was naked, I was hard, I had cum on me," Noah revealed.
"Were you embarrassed?" Dan asked.
"Mortified. But... Mr Cooke recognised me from an EMARP," Noah explained.
Mortified was the same word he had told Mr Cooke who had looked unconvinced. Dan was unconvinced too but he took the news of Mr Cooke knowing about the EMARP very seriously.
"I see," Daniel responded seriously; "Mr Cooke was around when I was at Five Dukes. Jamie fancied him. You know he has a son your age?"
"Really?" Noah asked in surprise.
"Yea. Anyway... he caught you and recognised you and..." Daniel invited Noah to continue.
"I liked him looking at me so I got him to clean the cum off my skin. He touched my ass then watched me jerk off and he even finished me off," Noah concluded.
"Did you like it? Being naked in class and being touched by a teacher?" Daniel asked.
"I loved it, Dan. He didn't do anything wrong," Noah tried to say.
"He did Noah. Even if you're ok with it and even if I'm ok with it because you are, he definitely did something wrong," Daniel retorted.
"I wanted him to fuck me," Noah re-joined.
Dan had always accepted that Noah knew what he wanted. Oftentimes, Daniel had pushed his little brother towards embracing new aspects of his destiny. A teacher masturbating Noah sounded like exactly the kind of thing that would happen to his little brother.
"I should talk to him," Daniel said.
"No! Please! I promised I wouldn't tell anyone," Noah moaned.
"Noah, I have to talk to him. To keep you safe," Daniel replied. Almost to himself, Dan added; "He knew about your role playing."
"He asked me to join his after-school drama class next term," Noah added.
"Really..." Dan said with a mischievous grin; "Then I have even more to talk to him about."
Noah didn't like the sound of that. Or maybe he did.
SATURDAY 08TH MAY 2021
Noah enjoyed not knowing the full details of a pending EMARP event. The clues could be fun though:
How do you feel about photography?
How do you feel about being naked outdoors?
How do you feel about Shakespeare references?
Noah had to admit, the last query caught him off guard. It was a fine Saturday afternoon in early May when he made his way to the Refined Arts Workshop and Studio (RAW) in Noblehill. From outside, it still looked like a school but inside... it also looked like a school.
The RAW was a converted primary school that had been gutted inside to produce a substantial open-plan space. For diverse scenarios, the arena was redressed and fake walls erected to create different sets. In Noah's first experience with EMARP (Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing), the set was an art gallery and therefore a single open area. His next few encounters were in a hospital or clinic setting. His latest ordeal was two months ago - in a high school.
The school looked nothing like his own but it was uncannily like a high school from the corridors to the changing rooms and the classrooms were an especially effective way of evoking the school sensation.
School, college, university - they were a classic setting for erotica. The RAW was still dressed as a school and Mr Godetia had already told him, there would be a new setting the next time he arrived.
"There is obviously expense involve in redressing the sets for live events like ours," Mason said.
Mason (Mr Godetia) continued his habit of glossing over the cameras that recorded the events. The cameras were well hidden in the ceiling and at strategic places around the room; the recording of the live event lent an authenticity to the final production and made it different to the products made by other studios.
"That's why we keep the same sets for two or three months before retiring them," Mason continued. "We reuse many of the sets. The clinic setting you participated in is very popular."
Noah had to remind himself that he was not the only actor in these productions. In the weeks since he last appeared, other actors or models must have been filmed fucking - perhaps a nice student/ teacher tryst or a dirty liaison between two boys in uniform?
"What is the next set going to be?" Noah asked.
"A surprise," Mason replied.
Noah wasn't surprised that Mr Godetia didn't tell him.
Noah found his costume in the changing room – it was something he wouldn't normally wear on a Saturday but the exception already had Noah excited; he could imagine himself transplanted to his own school as he donned a school uniform.
The fictional school of the EMARP was called Pushmore Academy - a standard black shoes and trousers combined with white shirt, black blazer with a school crest on it and a school tie. The tie also had the Pushmore Academy crest on it.
"You don't think the schoolboy look is a little bit on the nose?" Noah asked with a smirk.
Mr Godetia looked him up and down and shook his head.
"The audiences seem to like it," Mason replied. "You're our star twink, you know?"
Noah knew he was attractive and his penchant for nudism combined with exhibitionism had given him plenty of opportunity for feedback. Noah was far from arrogant about his beauty but he was a little vain and greatly enjoyed being admired and desired.
"I know not everyone who watches me wants to fuck a sixteen-year-old," Noah responded. "But as a sixteen-year-old, I pretty much want to fuck everyone."
Mason laughed at that and recalled his own horny teenage years.
"Noah, the point of pornography is to appeal to a niche or create an exciting narrative. That's why some stuff is obsessed with feet or bondage or simulated force and other stuff tells the story of a college guy going at it with his professor," Mason pointed out.
"You don't tell stories like most studios. At least not in the scenarios I've role played for," Noah commented.
"Maybe not but you must have seen the family dick series or the boy next door films or boy snatched. They each find ways of appealing to taboo and tempting us to believe in a fantasy that we know is a fantasy," Mason explained. "People like our fantasies because they seem real and they seem real because we record live events."
"Like a schoolboy getting his uniform cut off in a classroom?" Noah referenced his last encounter; "I guess I don't look out of place in this uniform?"
It took him a moment to rationalise that he was trying to understand why people looked twice at him. Why he was popular, why he was considered desirable and beautiful. Noah wanted to understand why boys at school wanted to fool around with him and why a teacher had seen him naked and submitted to indiscretion with him.
Mason snorted; "Noah, people will still want to fuck you in five years' time, with or without that uniform. I could put you in a onesie or a loincloth or a policeman's uniform and people would still want to tear your clothes off."
"I look forward to it," Noah replied as if a promise had been made.
While Noah wondered if he would really still be participating in explicit role playing in five years' time, Mason grinned and left Noah for the scenario to begin.
Noah walked into a classroom with nearly twenty boys in it. He knew they were all in the eighteen to twenty-one age range because he was the only sixteen-year-old that Mason had presently recruited. Noah had got to thinking about how, as he participated in more and more EMARP events, he really didn't know who was an actor and who was an audience member. He wondered how many of the boys in the room knew he was younger than them.
Regardless of whether they were attendees or actors, they all looked at Noah with smiles and smirks. They knew no more about the scenario than Noah but they assumed it would be good and they'd be right to assume that.
The fact the event was live and Noah didn't know what was coming meant that genuine reactions were caught as each twist unfolded – Mason may call him an actor, but he didn't need to act. Noah was sitting at a desk a few rows from the front of the room when Dale walked in. The handsome young man in his mid-twenties was the only familiar face he'd seen since the scenario began. In the last school scenario, Dale had gone under the name Mr Yorkshire. Yorkshire Dales were a National Park and the name was cute pun that Noah wasn't sure everyone would get.
A moment later another man entered. He looked familiar - Noah thought he'd seen the man around previous EMARP events but didn't know his name. Noah also registered the expensive camera around the neck of the new man.
"Everyone settle down and let me introduce me to Mr Bokeh," said Dale.
"Thank you, Mr Yorkshire," he replied.
"Mr Bokeh is here to take pictures for an advertising campaign for Back To School clothing for Polonius Apparel," Mr Yorkshire said.
"Most of you will have heard of Polonius Apparel," Mr Bokeh said.
No-one had because it was made up for the scenario. However, Noah was starting to get an incline about why he'd been asked how he felt about Shakespeare references.
"This year we are planning an exciting advertising campaign for our Back To School range and Pushmore Academy has been selected to be a part of it. You are all wearing gear from our new range, except one of you..." at Mr Bokeh looked at Noah.
Everyone turned to look at Noah.
Noah was wearing the same school uniform he'd (briefly) worn in his last scenario. Now that he looked, the trousers, blazers and shirts all had minor differences to everyone else's.
"Noah has agreed to be our model for the day. His character will be the unwitting object of attention for the campaign. The ad campaign for Polonius Apparel is a play on the classic nightmare of turning up to school naked," Mr Bokeh said.
There was a ripple of giggles around the room.
"We've all had that nightmare," Mr Bokeh said. "But it's a metaphor for the real nightmare of turning up and not looking good, we want you to avoid the back to school nightmare..."
He sounded like a TV commercial.
"Noah, come on up to the front of the room," Mr Yorkshire said.
"To illustrate the nightmare, all of you have been given items from out new Back To School range while Noah portrays the nightmare of being the odd one out," Mr Bokeh said.
Noah was at the front of the room now and knew what was going to come next. He was standing in front of twenty of his fully dressed peers in school uniform - the next step was inevitable. However, knowing what was about to happen doesn't necessarily spoil things. We wouldn't have favourite movies that we watch over and over again if knowing affected our enjoyment.
"Noah is going to strip for us. He's very brave for doing this," Mr Bokeh said.
There was a murmur of laughter around the room.
"That's enough," Mr Yorkshire admonished; "Please remember that Noah is a classmate and it would be unkind to ridicule him for being nude in front of you all."
Noah felt like the teacher was making it worse.
"You mean he's going to be completely naked?" asked one of the boys near the back.
"The attention will be on the clothes you are all wearing, of course," Mr Yorkshire assured the class.
The class were unconvinced and giggled at the thought of seeing Noah naked.
"I'm sure those giggles are just jealousy, Noah," promised Mr Bokeh. "You are going to be a well-known star for appearing in this advertisement. There will be posters and billboards all over Europe."
Well it was good to know the export of images of naked teenage boys was unaffected by Brexit. Noah reminded himself the whole thing was a farce, a role-play, a fiction - yet the proposed reality was exactly what thrilled him.
"There will be no mockery of Noah once he's undressed," Mr Yorkshire reiterated to the class; "You wouldn't it like it if people made fun of your penis, so don't laugh of Noah's."
"I'll just get set up," Mr Bokeh said.
"Alright," Mr Yorkshire replied. "In the meantime; Noah, you can take off your clothes now."
It was a sordid and smutty instruction.
As Noah began to undress, he appreciated the authenticity of the set around him. He felt like he was back in Mr Cooke's classroom where, two weeks ago, his real-life Drama teacher caught him naked and covered in cum.
Noah took off his blazer and slipped off his shoes and socks to stand barefoot. He pulled the knot of the tie but left it dangling around his neck while unbuttoning the crisp white school shirt. Noah noticed the smirks and nods around the classroom - expressions that Noah would fully expect from his peers were this to happen in real life. He was grateful this was a fantasy, Noah didn't know how he'd feel about it happening in reality.
Since it was not reality, Noah was unashamed about feeling excited.
Noah pulled open his trousers to reveal his briefs and turned his back on the class to push the school trousers down his legs and step out of them. He slipped the shirt from his shoulders - exposing his flawless, fair-skinned back. His butt was wrapped in little briefs and this was his only item of clothing. A wolf whistle dared to ring through the classroom and Mr Yorkshire turned to admonish them again.
"That is quite inappropriate," the teacher said; "Markus, was that you?"
"Sorry, sir. I was only teasing," Markus replied.
"Noah, turn and face the class so Markus can apologise properly," Mr Yorkshire said.
The teenager turned to expose his almost naked body full-frontally to the class of twenty boys. The little lump in the front of his underwear was unimpressive, his flaccid dick famed by hairless thighs and the pubes above his cock entirely contained inside sincerely brief underwear. The boys were smirking again - either acting very well or genuinely ridiculing Noah's exposure, it was hard to tell. Perhaps a combination of the two.
"I'm very sorry, Noah," Markus apologised.
Markus turned out to be a handsome dark-skinned young man. His eyes were deep brown, soulful and bereft of meanness. His lips were pulled into a smile that was amused but not derisory. Noah was used to seeing the interest of boys and men in his body and he could see it now in Markus. Noah also registered that the only vacant seat in the room was next to the gorgeous eighteen-year-old.
"Thanks for apologising," Noah accepted.
"Good. Now, take your pants off, Noah," Mr Yorkshire said.
The unsubtle, unrefined and blatantly suggestive instruction caused stifled laughter again.
The laughter stopped when Noah complied and pushed his briefs down his legs and exposed his penis for the first time. Noah felt compelled to cover his dick with his hands - he was supposed to be a schoolboy stripped naked in front of his classmates.
Noah stood naked at the front of the room, hands clamped over his groin, and every eye was on him. Noah looked over to the photographer who was nearly ready for the next part of the performance.
"Let me lock all your clothes away for safe keeping, Noah," Mr Yorkshire said.
A show was made of scooping up Noah's clothes and literally locking them in the drawer of the teachers desk.
"There, now on-one can get your clothes," Mr Yorkshire said.
No-one including Noah of course. Noah turned to face the man as he spoke - absent-mindedly exposing his petite little ass to the classroom. He turned back and was never more acutely aware of his own biology. Noah's penis chubbed up to nearly three inches inside his hands; around his hands was only the merest of reveals of pubic hair which was a testament to how short they were (they'd barely regrown after they were shaved eight weeks ago); his bellybutton and abdomen and chest were all silky smooth; his nipples were tight, erect and brown.
"Ok Noah, please move your hands," Mr Bokeh said.
Noah moved his hands and a picture was taken of his totally exposed nudity, flaccid cock and adolescent beauty. The class seemed surprised the photographer was so brazen about it.
"I just want to make sure the lighting is right for the rest of the shoot," Mr Bokeh said.
"Looked like he was taking pictures of a boy cock to me," Markus muttered.
It was loud enough for everyone to hear but no admonishment came this time. Noah continued to stand, his penis exposed and dangling limply, and waited for his next instruction.
"Ok Noah, please sit down," Mr Bokeh said.
Noah took the only seat available to him - in the middle of the room, next to Markus. The desk covered him below the waist but his bare torso above the desk was still indicative of nakedness.
"Nudity in photography often involves implied nudity or keeping the model behind make-up, props or in shadow. So even when a model is completely nude, one is robbed of the beauty and focus. The feature I want to expose in this advertisement is that the boy in this photo shoot is really naked and, more than that, seen," Mr Bokeh said. "In order to draw attention to our clothing range, modelled superbly by all the other boys in the room, we need a contrast. By focusing on our naked model, customers eyes will be drawn the full range modelled by everyone else."
Bullshit!
It was total nonsense but a nice touch to the ludicrous scenario.
Noah could see Mr Bokeh was a true photographer. He moved around the room, snapping pictures and when he stood at the front of the room, he captured multiple boys sat upright at their desks in shirts and blazers. Amongst them was the one naked boy.
"Noah, could you put your right leg out... perfect," Mr Bokeh said.
Noah's bare leg and foot emerged from under his desk, jutting out like a trickster waiting to trip up someone walking down the aisle towards the front of the room. The leg was lean, silky and smooth. Suddenly, Noah felt a hand on his left knee, stroking his left thigh while more pictures were taken.
Noah looked to see Markus smile but he kept his face forward.
"Focus, please Noah."
Noah looked forward again.
"Maybe Noah should put up his hand like he has a question to ask," Markus suggested.
Markus followed up his suggestion with a squeeze of Noah's dick. Noah tried not to react and the only failure in this effort was that his dick began to grow. At least his face gave no indication of anything happening.
"That is an excellent idea. Noah?" Mr Bokeh said.
Noah raised his arm, exposing a sparse armpit with fussy blonde stubble in it. Although his pubes were almost back to normal, Noah's normal remained pretty underwhelming. With his chest and armpit exposed, Noah felt totally exposed even though he knew his penis was hidden by the desktop. Under the desk, Noah's cock became fully engorged and he was grateful that his erection was fully obscured. Still, it felt strange to be in a class full of boys, totally naked and now hard.
"I think we're done here," Mr Bokeh said.
"Really?" Noah asked; surprised it was over so easily.
"Oh yes, there are plenty of venues we want to photograph you in," Mr Yorkshire said.
"Noah, you lead the way," Mr Bokeh added
"No, it's ok... I'll follow everyone in a minute," Noah replied.
Markus had removed his hand but Noah's erection pointed straight up from his groin.
"Nonsense, Noah. You are our lead model. The boy everyone is jealous of because you are the star and focus of this shoot," Mr Bokeh said.
"You really should lead the way, Noah. Show us all what you've got," Mr Yorkshire said with deliberate irony.
Noah smiled back at the smirk Dale shot his way. Noah cast a brief look at Markus and hoped the gorgeous boy remained the lead antagonist in this story. Noah stood up, pushing his chair back and revealed his hard-on to the class.
There was a gasp and titter around the room while Noah put his backpack on and sauntered down to the front of the room.
"Oh dear... Sorry... I didn't realise you were..." Mr Yorkshire stumbled.
Mr Bokeh didn't stumble, he took a picture of Noah's full frontal and erect. If he were a real photographer he should not be allowed near any school.
"Where are we going?" Noah asked.
"To the changing rooms," Mr Bokeh answered.
Noah could hear snapping pictures of his bare ass as he walked out into the corridor; pictures for the fictional adverting campaign or for the personal amusement of Mr Bokeh? Although his dick began to soften, Noah was embarrassed to encounter an audience in the corridor outside the classroom – they were all in the guise of schoolboys or teachers. His entire journey was watched with open interest - Noah had to admit the school set was very effective and well-realised. The corridor was long, bright and lined with lockers and classroom doors. Noah almost felt like he was in his own school. It was only when he reached the changing room that he realised most of the audience from the classroom had not followed him - only Mr Bokeh and Markus.
Inside the changing room a new audience was waiting - they were dressed in sports gear, shorts and t-shirts and trainers. They turned to watch the naked Noah enter and, unprompted, he dropped his schoolbag on a bench so he was fully exposed.
"Oh my fucking god, was Noah naked in the corridor?" squealed a lad in a vest that showed off his spaghetti arms.
"Noah was what? Whoa, are you serious?" said another.
"Noah walked naked through the school?" asked yet another.
"Why are you wagging your little prick around?" another eighteen-year-old asked.
"We told him he should get dressed but he insisted," Markus said.
"You're mad Noah!"
Mr Bokeh began to take more pictures - capturing Noah's bare arse with the boys in sportswear in the background.
"That pervert is taking pictures of Noah naked," said the squealing lad.
Mr Bokeh moved around to capture pictures of Noah from a side view – sporty boys were still in the background and Noah's flaccid penis in the foreground.
"Mr Bokeh is the photographer from Polonius Apparel," said Markus; "The store that gave us the news uniforms and sports clothing. It's for their new Back To School range."
Markus re-established the narrative.
"Noah's not wearing the back to school range," one boy joked.
"It's not just shirts and trousers. The back to school range wouldn't be complete without shorts and vests, t-shirts and trainers. Even sports socks," Mr Bokeh explained.
"We knew we'd get photo'd in our sports kits but... but Noah is naked?" someone asked.
"Avoid the Back To School nightmare..." Mr Bokeh started to say.
"Don't come to school naked," shouted on boy in the distance.
Unoriginal though the comment was, there was good-natured laughter. Mr Bokeh explained Noah's nudity for the new audience.
"Exactly! It's the classic school nightmare. Avoid the Back To School nightmare is the tagline for our advertisement campaign. Polonius Apparel is really looking forward to showing off this sports kit," Mr Bokeh said with obvious satire.
The only thing being shown off was a naked sixteen-year-old boy.
"Are you really going to put Noah's dick on your posters, website..."
"Billboards?"
Noah blanched at the idea of being exposed like that. Even for him that would be beyond the pale. He was so caught up in the scenario that he forgot it was just a fantasy.
"Are you allowed to take pictures of naked teenage boys?" someone else pondered.
Noah didn't know who was an actor and who was a member of the Explicit Mass Attendance Role Play audience; were they given dialogue or if it was all adlibbed? If it was all spontaneous, they really knew how to pile on the humiliation.
"These pictures are not explicit, young man. There is no sexual motivation or implication to them," Mr Bokeh said unconvincingly. "And no, Noah's penis will be strategically covered with items or text."
"Like what?" Markus asked.
"Like a desk in the classroom scene we just shot," Mr Bokeh answered.
Markus laughed; "Good thing the desk was there because Noah got a stiffy."
"No way!"
"Pervert!"
"You must love this then."
"We'll obscure Noah's privates..." Mr Bokeh tried to get back on track.
"They're not that private."
"...with mist from the shower in this scene. We can show you all preliminary posters at the end of the shoot," Mr Bokeh promised.
"Shame you can't show Noah with a boner," someone suggested.
"Maybe you can," said an older lad in a vest and shorts; his legs were nice and fuzzy and his arms were lean and sinewy. "You could take a picture of Noah... I mean us... but Noah has a boner and you see the silhouette of it on the wall. That would be really embarrassing."
"A real back to school nightmare," Markus agreed.
"That is a great idea. It combines a vision of Noah's nightmarish exposure with implied arousal. It'll be ok to show your bare bum Noah so we can capture that while catching the shadow of your erection on the wall..." Mr Bokeh spoke excitedly.
"I guess that means Noah needs to get a hard-on," laughed the boys.
"Well Noah is the star model," Markus said with a convincing tone of jealousy.
"Oh dear," Mr Bokeh said as if it had just occurred to him; "I suppose that means you'll need to masturbate in front your peers. Can you do that?"
"Oh... I..." Noah found himself stumbling.
Mr Bokeh got a gorgeous shot of the reddening cheeks that contrasted Noah's otherwise fair skin.
"I'm sure Noah won't mind masturbating for us," Markus said, emphasising the "m" word; "You're not humiliated wanking in front boys you go to school with, are you?"
Markus sealed his word with a gentle slap of Noah's ass.
"No... I guess not," Noah agreed.
"Great. You get it up Noah will I think about the lighting," Mr Bokeh said; "The rest of you are just perfect in your shorts, vests and t-shirts."
"We'll all watch Noah while you do that," Markus said.
"Yea, literally all of us will watch you, Noah," said another.
The faux schoolboys gathered around to watch Noah grip his dick. It was a genuinely mortifying notion to be watched like this - it was like being in his own changing room at school. Imagining being watched by his friends and boys he's been to school with for years was the worst possible humiliation. Noah jerked his dick but he noticed Mr Bokeh taking pictures as he masturbated to full arousal.
"For his private collection," said someone in a stage whisper.
When Noah was hard, the boys in sportswear were arranged around him. Mr Bokeh stood behind Noah and stepped until the cock was only just out of view, hidden by Noah's hip. The partial profile was a lovely butt-shot and a bright light was shone by someone standing in as an assistant to the photographer.
Noah could see his dick become a shadow on the wall. A bell rang in the distance, signalling the end of a lesson and adding to the authenticity of Noah's school exposure.
Noah tried to concentrate on the changing room. Since his dick was the best part of six and a half inches, it cast a reasonable shadow on the wall. Noah thought it was all over but the humiliation was piled on one more time.
"Noah, could you pull your penis again and make sure the head is fully exposed and engorged?" Mr Bokeh asked. "Good, we can digitally augment the helmet-shape of the shadow."
Noah felt degraded as he pulled his cock, massaged the head with a saliva slicked hand and witness the fat mushroom like shadow project in excruciating detail.
"Now we can move on to the next scene," Mr Bokeh started to say.
"Noah's divining rod can lead the way again," joked Markus.
Markus fell in beside Noah, escorting him out into the hall again.
"Are you ok?" Markus asked - it was a sincere check on his well-being and Noah appreciated it.
"Yea... I'm loving it..." Noah confessed.
However embarrassing it was, he still loved the thrill and knew he'd get a happy ending eventually. Noah was fully invested in the fantasy, but it was still a fantasy. He would never really be naked in school like this.
"Are you humiliated yet?" Markus asked.
"Maybe. You got something worse than what's happened already?" Noah asked with a titter.
Markus laughed and Noah could tell something good was coming.
"Let's go this way," Mr Bokeh said.
The problem with the studio being dressed and re-dressed was that Noah never knew exactly where he was. The rooms and corridors and doors moved as sets were erected, taken down and new ones put up. It was like Hogwarts without the TERF author and with lots of smut. So where "this way" led was a mystery until a large fire escape like door was pushed open and natural light flooded in.
No way!
They were going outside.
Noah was genuinely surprised to be led outdoors. He thought the risk of naked boys being seen on the RAW (Refined Arts Workshop and Studio) campus would be too much even for Marcus Godetia. However, Noah recalled that Mason had told him they had a façade outside that was used in some scenarios.
Since he had never seen it, the sight outside was unfamiliar to Noah. They were on the opposite side of the building from the main entrance. The entrance faced the main road and Noah was literally on the opposite side and therefore protected from public view.
The only public view would be manufactured.
Indeed, it was already contrived to trick Noah's eyes - there was a street in front of them and when he looked back at the building, it had multiple facades of business. The facades included: a cafe, a charity shop, a hairdresser, a betting shop and an Italian restaurant. None of the businesses were real (obviously) but convincing effort had been put into creating the illusion of a busy street. If Noah hadn't known better about the redressed East wall of the RAW, he would have sworn he was now completely bare on a main street.
The door they had exited though closed and Noah took in the sign above the door: CitiBank. Another faux business façade. With the door closed Noah had nowhere to go but stand around feeling rather impressed by the attention to detail. A car moved past and someone shouted unintelligibly at him; the street in front of him had also been built to look like part of a town centre and again Noah was impressed. Mr Godetia was clearly a talented producer whose eyes extended beyond finding hot young men.
"You've never filmed an outdoor scene, have you?" Markus whispered.
Noah felt a breeze on his bare skin that heightened the experience. Noah had never filmed an outdoor scene for an EMARP but he had been naked outside in a residential street two and a half months ago. He had agreed to be stripped but hadn't anticipated being seen by a hundred schoolboys who took pictures that got into the local newspaper.
"No..." Noah replied half-truthfully.
"Outdoor scenes can be fun. See the square of grass over there, it's like a town park. I kinda like having sex in the park," Markus whispered.
"How many scenes have you filmed?" Noah asked Markus.
"Usually four or five a month," Markus replied.
Noah had never considered that other actors relied on the EMARP to earn a living wage. He was lucky that he could do one or two every couple of months – making his attendance more of a hobby than a job.
"We're ready, Noah," My Bokeh called. "We'll have you stand at the bus stop waiting for your morning bus to school. There will be more boys in uniform around as well as businessmen and workmen..."
"The whole YMCA cast?" Noah asked sarcastically.
"We do have a man in a police uniform yes... do you want to try his handcuffs?" Mr Bokeh offered.
"Maybe another time," Noah replied.
"I bet," Markus muttered.
"A strategically placed school bag or briefcase or position of an arm will obscure your genitals for the final shot," Mr Bokeh said as if they were still doing a legitimate photoshoot for an advertising campaign. "This venue will show off Polonius Apparel's outdoor jackets. Back To School options for the winter months."
Markus was joined by a few more lads from previous scenes.
"Look at his tiny dick," one of them jibed.
"I've got more pubes in my armpit than he has over his dick," commented another.
Just then the picture taking began and Noah's outdoor nudity was captured. Angles of every possibility were explored to ensure Noah's nudity was captured against the businesses behind him, the length of the street in profile shots and the look of shock and disgust on the faces of the pedestrians.
Since his erection had waned and the breeze was cool, Noah's stubby dick reduced to a couple of inches long and his balls were drawn up in a tight sac underneath.
"Noah, put out your hand as if you're calling for a bus to stop," said Mr Bokeh.
Noah put out his arm and Mr Bokeh captured Noah's stretched body and almost hairless pit. The fact Noah's armpit was sparse to begin with was compounded by the distance and the lighting which conspired to make him look smooth in the concave of his arm. His bare legs tingled from a gentle breeze and the cold concrete reminded him - as if Noah needed reminding - that he was barefoot and bare-naked outside.
Mr Bokeh took an amazing picture of Noah's hairless boy legs, lean thighs, stretched body, a perky nipple, exposed armpit, long neck and sweet innocent face. The boy's bum was also in the picture - pert and fuckable. In the final shot, Mr Bokeh's eyes were drawn to Noah's flaccid penis and testicles and he imaged obscuring them for the final product with a digitally inserted newspaper caught in the wind.
"We don't want Noah to get a cold, shall we head back inside now?" asked Markus.
Mr Bokeh nodded and Markus opened the door for Noah. Noah was glad for the warmth held by the walls of the building. His toes were freezing but his bare feet could detect under floor heating that lifted Noah back to cosiness in no time. By the time the photographer, Markus and the entourage were back to the main school corridor, Noah was warm again.
"Time for one more location," Mr Bokeh said.
Noah assumed that being outside was the worst that could be dreamt of but he was wrong.
"Where?" he asked.
With a smirk, Markus told him; "The school cafeteria."
"Shit!" said Noah.
"Hell yea, star model," scalded Markus; "As if being naked in class and outside and getting a boner in the locker room wasn't bad enough... the whole school will probably be at lunch now."
Noah knew the studio was filled with discreet cameras that filmed everything unobtrusively. Noah played along with the scenario for the benefit of the cameras.
"Oh no Markus, please don't do that to me," Noah said; "It's been bad enough being naked in those places. I don't want the whole school to see me nude."
"You can't back out now, Noah," Mr Bokeh said; "It would ruin the whole shoot. The school cafeteria is a classic and recognisable location we have to get you naked in there."
"Yes, c'mon Noah lets go," Markus said and Noah was propelled into the lunchroom.
It was a big but not massive space - constrained by the room taken up by the corridors, classroom and changing room. It was very effectively big, however. Noah felt like he was in school, naked and surrounded by boys in uniform collecting trays of lunch. Simultaneously, eyes turned on him. In the mass of attending spectators, some were too old for schoolboy outfits and looked more like teachers.
There were nearly a hundred people in the room - far less than if Noah was in his own school but quite enough to make him blush. There were sniggers and giggles and pointing. Noah's flaccid dick was three inches - not big for an erect size but nice for a soft penis.
"Everyone, lets welcome Noah for the final part of his photo shoot," Mr Bokeh shouted.
There was shouts and cheers, taunting and heckling from around the room.
"Noah has done a great job as our star model," Mr Bokeh continued – oblivious to the faux-jeers. "He has provided a striking juxtaposition to the Back To School uniform range modelled by everyone else."
Markus hooted and clapped, calling the room to get on board with the support.
"Tell us more, Mr Bokeh," Markus encouraged.
There were smiles and giggles as the audience knew the talk only prolonged Noah's exposure.
"Nudity in photography is a difficult thing to balance..." Mr Bokeh said.
While the photographer talked, Noah had to stay naked – enduring the stares and the mockery of his peers. The shoot hadn't even happened yet and the man was encouraged to talk while Noah had no choice but to remain exposed.
"Noah, we are going to make sure we get some incredible full body images. In the depiction of your nudity, I want something mesmerising, pure and beautiful... It's a shame everyone's attention will be on our Back To School range but it wouldn't be the same without the naked counterpoint."
"Mr Bokeh?" asked one of the boys from the changing room.
"Yes?"
"Do you think the fact Noah is so smooth and hairless and boyish adds to the effectiveness of the nightmare theme?" the boy asked, humiliating Noah even more.
"Yea, if Noah was very tall and handsome and muscular, he might be less embarrassed. You know, if he looked like a man instead of a boy," another lad laid it on thick.
"That's a good question," Mr Yorkshire said.
Noah hadn't noticed Dale was in the room but his familiar presence, even when it was in service of an insane and humiliating scenario, was reassuring.
"Yes, perhaps the fact Noah is petite, young and smooth emphasise the contrast," Mr Bokeh agreed; "Sometimes with naked photography, the focus is on muscled models, oiled up, standing tall and proudly displaying genitalia for the world to admire and salivate over. With Noah, we have achieved something quieter with more natural intimacy."
Although the dialogue was clearly total bullshit, Noah felt it spoke to something of his attitude towards his own nudism and exhibitionism. He was not ashamed of his nakedness, but nor was he especially proud... he just is naked and enjoys it. In the twenty-first century of inclusion, identity and acceptance, he hoped his contrasting interests (nudism and exhibitionism), though equal and opposite, were not interpreted as arrogance.
"Noah, why don't you join the queue as if you're waiting for lunch?" Mr Bokeh suggested.
"Here's a tray, Noah," Markus said.
With his hands holding the try, Noah couldn't cover his penis even if he wanted to.
"Hold the tray a little bit lower Noah. That's it, we can nearly see your penis now. It's obvious you're naked next to the uniformed boys," Mr Bokeh said.
While gratuitous pictures were taken of Noah's public exposure, Markus subtly slipped his hand onto Noah's ass. Markus blew gently on Noah's ear and he felt tingling in his groin. A finger traced Noah's ass crack and slipped between his thighs to touch his perineum and then his ball sac.
"Ohh..." Noah moaned as he got hard.
There was amused sniggering as his erection became obvious.
"Oh my god, Noah's getting hard!" someone shouted and the whole cafeteria seemed to turn to watch."
"Your erection is distracting everyone Noah," Mr Yorkshire observed from the side-lines.
"This is going to ruin the final part of the photoshoot," Mr Bokeh complained. "Noah, stop distracting everyone."
"I didn't mean to," Noah replied innocently.
"I'm sure Noah can make his erection go away," Markus commented helpfully; "He can just jerk it."
There was a murmur of excitement from the spectators of men and boys.
"You... want me to... You want me to masturbate in the cafeteria in front of the whole school?" Noah asked.
"No-one wants to see that!" Mr Yorkshire piped up as if the idea were repulsive and absurd.
"But you haven't left us much choice but to watch you," Mr Bokeh added; "I can't hang around here all day waiting for your willy to go soft."
Classic. Someone spat their lunch out at that line. Even Noah was impressed that Mr Bokeh said it with a straight face and he felt a hot flush of embarrassment at the diminutive phrasing.
"Just get on with it, Noah. Once you're soft again, Mr Bokeh can carry on taking pictures of you naked," Markus said.
Markus was enjoying himself.
"Oh... Eh... Ok..." Noah agreed.
Noah gripped his cock but was nudged in the back until he fell out of the lunch queue and into the centre of the room where everyone could see him better. Noah began to stroke himself and although he'd already got a hard-on in the classroom, boned up in the changing room and been erect outside, getting hard in front of the big audience was exhilarating.
Noah felt conflicted as he was simultaneously horny and hard and thrilled to jerk off and embarrassed by the onlookers masquerading as schoolboys and teachers. It was all too easy to imagine this was his real school and the idea of being seen by boys he knew - some he'd known for over ten years - was too much to bear.
Yet the lustful gazes and painful shuffles as boys and men adjusted their own erections was worth it. He was the centre of attention - the adoration appealing to Noah's vanity. He licked his hand to polish the head of his cock and then concentrated on giving it multiple strokes. Noah's hand then glided down the entire shaft and back up again.
"I can't believe Noah is doing this in front of all of us."
"Are we allowed to take our own photos?"
"No need, that perv Mr Bokeh is still taking shots."
Noah was caught off guard when Markus stood behind him and swept a finger towards his ass. There was no narrative reason for this to happen within the scenario but that lack of logic (if ever there had been logic within the EMARP) was ignored.
Noah moaned as his prostate was massaged with gentle probing and Markus was very effective at easing his finger in and out to excite Noah's anus. The feel of Markus' knuckle as it slipped past the sphincter - in and out - was subtle but exhilarating.
Noah's cock was leaking all over the floor too.
"Can you see how much ooze there is?"
"Fucking hell, that's not right."
"That is amazing."
Noah stretched his free arm up so he could nuzzle his armpit and then bit his bicep to keep from moaning even louder. The stage whispers from the observers were right that Mr Bokeh hadn't stopped taking pictures; not that Noah minded, he was an actor and performer and he was in his element as he neared his orgasm.
Noah came in the middle of the room in front of his audience and there was a cheer for the show that had been put on. The cum sprayed forward, creating a slipping hazard on the floor and slopping over Noah's hand which continued to pump until he was sure his balls were spent.
Noah wiped his hand on his thigh, sure that Mr Bokeh et all would get a kick out of taking pictures of him in the lunch line with streaks of scuzz on his leg.
"Back in line, Noah. We were almost done anyway," Mr Bokeh said.
Now that Noah's performance was over, a cafeteria-like noise rose and it was very much like being in his own lunchroom but with less annoying questions posed by Mateo. For example: if you had to learn Elvish, Dothraki or Klingon; which would you choose?
Noah fell into line, lifted his tray of food and five minutes later the photo shoot was done.
"Markus, why don't you take Noah back to my room to get his clothes?" suggested Mr Yorkshire.
"I'd be happy to," Markus said.
"When you get back, I'll be ready to show off some of the preliminary posters of you Noah," Mr Bokeh promised.
Noah wasn't sure what to expect from that.
Markus walked alongside Noah as they went back into the school corridor and towards the starting room for today's role playing. Noah cast a sideways look - Markus was taller than Noah, more muscular and very handsome compared to Noah's cuteness.
"Have you enjoyed today so far?" Markus asked.
"It's been very exciting," Noah agreed.
Markus opened the classroom door for Noah and they both stepped inside.
"I'd die of embarrassment even pretending to do the things you've done," Markus confessed with reservation.
"What kind of things do you like to do?" Noah asked.
"I like getting my dick sucked," he suggested.
"I'll suck your dick," Noah said.
Markus sat on the teacher's chair and opened his trousers without hesitation. Noah smiled at the uninhibited action - clearly Markus was not shy. Markus may have just said he'd be too embarrassed to be seen naked like Noah had been but he also knew this was an EMARP. Markus must know there were cameras hidden everywhere or windows through which they would be watched.
Markus was not so reserved as he thought he was.
Markus pulled his trousers open and slipped his dark hands inside to pull his underpants under his scrotum. Markus stoked his dick until it throbbed and inflated to the max. Markus had a big black cock - not enormous but probably an inch longer than Noah. Noah considered his own cock a respectable size at six and half inches.
Noah dropped to his knees and took the cock in his mouth.
Markus put his hands on Noah's shoulders and enjoyed the contrast of his dark skin against Noah's creamy complexion. He watched Noah's blonde head bob up and down and his cock, not as oozy as Noah's, leaked a taster of the full discharge to come.
Noah made yummy noises as he tasted Markus and Markus moaned at the pleasure caused by Noah's pink lips wrapped around the big member. Before today, Noah had never met Markus - he had hoped to see familiars like Cyril, Nico or Liam. However, it was nice to meet another actor/ model after months of participating in EMARP events.
"Oh, fuck Noah. Suck my balls," Markus said.
Noah slipped his face under Markus' cock, which slapped him across the face. Noah could smell the powerful odour of cock as his mouth sucked in one testicle and then the other. Markus was shaved around his groin - the tell-tale signs of stubble and even hints of shaving rash making the area above his cock. Markus' balls were smooth too - silky and yummy as Noah gobbled them.
After a few minutes, Noah returned to sucking and when Markus began to thrust his hips both knew an orgasm was imminent. Noah liked the schoolboy look of the eighteen or nineteen-year-old and when cum shot into his mouth, it flowed down Noah's throat.
Noah swallowed and licked up the overflow and kept licking until he was sure the older boy was clean. Markus flopped back with satisfaction and gave Noah a playful, affectionate and slightly condescending pat on the head. Like a puppy.
"You should get dressed," Markus said once he'd stuffed his cock away.
Noah was given access to his clothes and they walked back to the cafeteria where a screen had been erected. On the screen was a logo surrounded by the words: POLONIUS APPAREL. Noah was about to be treated to the fictional ad campaign featuring his naked body.
"You look very cute in your school uniform," Mr Bokeh complimented.
Noah blushed - he knew quite nicely the comment was a reminder to him and the audience of his youth and jejune.
"This is not the final product but I wanted to share with everyone some of the best pictures we've taken today. You all looked very smart in your school uniforms, in your outdoor jackets and in your sporting gear. You can keep the freebies we gave you and we hope you will browse Polonius Apparel in the future," Mr Bokeh said.
Mr Yorkshire led a round of applause.
"It is time to see the hard work you all put in today and I think you will be impressed with how fine you all look. For a campaign all about the clothing range available at Polonius Apparel, we have a main tagline: Avoid the Back To School nightmare..." Mr Bokeh said in an announcement-style voice; "We have a few punny subheadings to share with you too."
Markus sat beside Noah grinning and sniggering as Noah's naked participation was ignored in favour of a sales pitch. Noah was impressed with the way his contribution was entirely overlooked and glossed over. It was a neat psychological strategy to pretend the photoshoot had never been about Noah's nudity. Mr Bokeh took the pretence of the EMARP back to the original premise - clothing campaign for school - but Noah's counterpoint, juxtaposition and contrast was going to be very obvious.
"See for yourselves if you can identify the Shakespeare puns," Mr Bokeh said.
The first image was in the classroom and it captured ten boys - nine in uniform and Noah... not in uniform. The shirtsleeves were crisp and white and those wearing blazers looked very professional too. Towards the back of the shot, the focus faded to create a blur to the detail at the back of the room; it was an effective way of sharpening attention to the foreground boys in uniform.
In addition to the handsome uniformed boys, there was the bare-naked Noah. Noah's hairless leg was visible in the aisle between desks and his bare foot was flat on the ground; and Noah's bare chest was visible above the desk. Although there was no hint of sixteen-year-old cock in the picture, the implied nudity accentuated the actual nudity.
The caption read: Avoid the Back To School nightmare... Avoid a quarrel with your friends with a wide range of options for everyone at Polonius Apparel.
"Beware of entrance to a quarrel; but being in, bear't that the opposed may beware of thee," said Mr Yorkshire helpfully.
Mr Bokeh moved the picture on - to the one of Noah standing up to leave the classroom and exposing his hard-on for the first time. Giggles filled the room and Mr Bokeh feigned it was an accident.
"Sorry Noah, I didn't mean to show everyone that," Mr Bokeh said.
The next picture was in the changing room and the boys in sportswear all looked rather sexy. There were a few lads in long sleeved t-shirts contrasted with shorts, ankle socks and new trainers. Other lads had short sleeves and shorts, their legs slipping into socks that covered nearly half their calves. Finally, there was a pair of lads in shorts and vests, that showed off one pair of muscled biceps and another with stingy arms.
Again, Noah was captured in naked glory; his penis only just obscured by digitally inserted steam from the showers. The coverage was brief enough to show Noah was not hard but it was embarrassing too because it took hardly any steam to hide his penis, testicles and pubes. Noah knew he didn't have a small cock but looking at that poster other people might think so.
He knew it was not a real advertisement campaign and it was all part of the act, but still.
This time the caption read: Avoid the Back To School nightmare... See our affordable range of sporting gear, neither rich nor gaudy at Polonius Apparel.
"Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, but not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy..." Mr Yorkshire quoted again; "For the apparel oft proclaims the man."
"Here is a fun picture that will require more work," Mr Bokeh declared.
The next image was still in the changing room and the sporty boys were still held in the focus on the right side of the frame but Noah's bare bum was just left of centre and in the background was the silhouette of Noah's erection. The shape of the head was visible and it was a proud horizontal protrusion projected onto the wall.
When the sniggering died down, they moved on to the outdoor scene.
The image showed the road stretching into the distance with two cars driving along it. On the pavement was three schoolboys in smart school trousers and each wearing a different outdoor coat: for autumn, winter and spring or summer.
Walking up the road towards them was a businessman and beyond them, three people were looking back - naturally at Noah. Noah was naked with his whole profile on display. His legs looked long, smooth, fair and bare. His feet were bare too, his tummy was flat and also his chest; Noah's arm was stretched out to call the bus, his armpit looking almost hairless in the daylight of the busy town street.
Noah's modesty, such as it was, was hidden by a newspaper caught by a gust of wind and strategically covering Noah's privates. However, the digitally inserted paper left Noah's petite little bum on show.
Noah read the caption: Avoid the Back To School nightmare... Be neither a borrower nor a lender by getting your own Polonius Apparel for all seasons of the year.
"Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry," Mr. Yorkshire supplied.
Finally, they moved onto the cafeteria pictures.
"There were some unfortunate outtakes that I will show you to add context to observations in the final proposal," Mr. Bokeh said.
Then the photographer proceeded to show Noah in the middle of the cafeteria with a full-blown erection. The sixteen-year-old was shown in a stop motion style series of images, jerking himself and shooting cum. The cum could be seen suspended in midair as if time had been stopped. Noah was shown wiping his hand on his right thigh and they moved onto another image.
The image displayed the uniformed boys with their Polonius Apparel looking handsome and new. Noah was shown from behind - his perfect arse looking ready for a pounding. He was in the lunch queue with boys behind and in front of him. Again, the technique was used of keeping the foreground - Noah's sexy back, tight arse and silky legs - in focus and blurring the background. In the background an unknown number of smudges became a vast room of boys surrounding the naked teenager.
The caption read...
Mr. Bokeh moved on to another cafeteria image with the same caption. In this image, taken side on, Noah's penis and testicles were covered by an apple (digitally added, of course) that had tumbled from his tray. It covered the goods, but the little flurry of pubes above his dick was visible so it was obvious that he was not only naked but also barely sporting any pubic hair. Literally the only hair on Noah's body was a blonde mop on his head and a tiny splash above the apple.
The audience loved it - it was embarrassing and sexy and they loved it.
"You might be able to see, in the UHD image we will share with everyone, the streaks of ejaculate on Noah's right thigh. I think you can see some in his pubic hair too..." Mr. Bokeh said with a gasp as if he had just realized how awful it was. "Oh dear, I didn't notice that until just now."
There was a titter of amused laughter at Noah's expense again.
The final caption read: Avoid the Back To School nightmare... Be true to yourself with customised options at Polonius Apparel.
"This above all: to thine own self be true. And it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man..." Mr Yorkshire intoned for the uneducated.
"I hope you all enjoyed the provisional images. You all did a great job," Mr Bokeh said. "We should also thank Noah."
The room erupted in applause.
"In a few months, these pictures will be all over the country. We are hoping to share them with our outlets across Europe so millions of people will see everyone's exceptional modelling. And Noah, of course," Mr Bokeh continued.
Noah reminded himself it was all part of the EMARP scenario and that his nakedness would not be shared with millions but it was a frightening possibility. Exciting too but too excruciatingly humiliating to imagine happening in reality. Noah was safe in the EMARP, he reminded himself.
"I think we can all imagine what it would be like for an uncountable number of eyes to get a sight of this impressive and beautiful boy," Mr Bokeh finished.
Noah looked around and could see all the boys, lads and men wishing they could all do a lot more than just look at him. Noah contemplated the select few actors he'd been intimate with so far and knew, from the looks of nearly a hundred people, that the time would not be long in coming when they would expect to see more.
Noah's last school EMARP had been intense, with dildos amongst other things, and this scenario intense in a more psychological way. Noah wondered what more ingenious ideas Mr Godetia had up his sleeve. Noah felt a little bit of relief knowing the school themed EMARP events were over for now and a new set was going up and he was excited to find out what it would be.
"I think everyone can go home early," Mr Yorkshire said with a chuckle.
He felt like he was dismissing a school assembly.
"Farewell, my blessing season this in thee!"
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