Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2021 18:24:09 +0100
From: J. Forrester <niftyencomiums@gmail.com>
Subject: A Series Embarrassing Events - chapter 38

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 Thirty-Eight: Noah, the Unforgettable Nature Boy


Unforgettable that's what you are, Unforgettable though near or far,
Unforgettable in every way, And forever more that's how you'll stay... (Nat
King Cole, Unforgettable)

To think that Noah had once considered himself shy felt unbelievable
now. The list of Noah's adventures, misadventures, exhibitions, exposures
and sexual partners was north of three dozen by now.

Naked at home, naked in role playing events, a few naked school escapades
– Noah could not get enough of being nude. His brother Daniel had been
integral to discovering the extent (less so the limits) of his
interests. Daniel had even arranged for Noah to be a naked ambassador for
the school during the summer holidays.

The last summer holidays had started naked on a beach in France and now
Noah was on his way to a role-playing event in which he would probably be
exposed to a large group of people (they were after all called Explicit
Mass Attendance Role Playing - EMARP), aroused and who knew what else.

Noah barely even protested now. Whenever an opportunity presented himself,
he was game for anything. Daniel had tested Noah with a series of
embarrassing events and Noah worried that a time would come when it would
all be over.

Daniel had already arranged for more embarrassing events but in the short
term it was Mr Godetia (who organised the EMARP) who assured Noah that he
would dream up something that would guarantee his embarrassment would
continue.

"How?" Noah asked.





SATURDAY 24TH JULY 2021

The boy beside Noah huffed, wiped his forehead and then said; "It's hotter
than Satan's asshole today."

Noah chuckled at this. He didn't know the lad who looked a few years older
than him but he was friendly and very cute. He was wearing shorts and
t-shirt and his trainers had no socks. Noah checked out the lad's legs and
arms and smiled appreciatively at them; his t-shirt concealed a lean
physique and Noah wished he could see underneath the shirt.

A cool wind would have been welcome but the only breeze was warm, tussling
Noah's hair that was getting longer by the day. The summer holidays had
started with a heatwave. The temperatures were glorious and had guaranteed
Noah's favourite things about summer: boys in shorts, lads in shorts, men
in shorts, shirtlessness in public... there was a theme developing here.

Before Noah could reply to the comment about the July heat, the lad spoke
again.

"Oh, by the way, your t-shirt is inside out," he said benignly.

On his way to the bus stop, Noah had seen four boys he didn't know, all
around his own age, strutting down the street with their tops off. Their
yummy tummies were on show, their lean chests and just smatterings of hair
on some of them. Noah nearly got a boner which would have been tricky to
hide in the small shots he was wearing.

They'd also laughed at him – well, sniggered, and looked twice. Noah had
been simultaneously flattered and annoyed. Were they mean boys making fun
of him? Apparently yes because his t-shirt was inside out.

The summer holidays had started on Thursday, after his spell of trouble at
the eventful talent show, and now Noah was spending his Saturday en route
to an EMARP event at the Noblehill Refined Arts Workshop (RAW, for short)
Studio. The RAW was formerly a school but it had been converted into a
studio that made adult content of which Noah had become something of a star
despite only being sixteen. But that was Mason Godetia's problem, if it
became a problem which Noah doubted.

The cute boy at the bus stop was trying not to look at Noah but Noah could
feel eyes checking him out. Noah smiled in response to the cute older teen
and looked over his own shoulder, pulling at the back of the neck of his
t-shirt; sure enough he could see the label and his top was inside out. It
was a plain white t-shirt with stipes of faded pink striding horizontally
across it – it had looked more or less the same inside out or right way
around.





However, it presented an opportunity for some skin exposure. Last summer
Noah had been a reluctant nudist but this summer Noah was already actively
planning enthusiastic exhibitionism. He might as well have a practice run.

"Thanks," Noah replied.

Noah looked at the older boy and saw an appraising gaze that wasn't torn
away fast enough – the boy had checked him out. This was going to be
fun.

Noah gripped the bottom of his t-shirt, crossing his arms over and pulled
up and over; the action revealed his thin body and his sparse armpits were
exposed for a moment too. Noah had retained a boyish appearance not because
he hadn't physically matured but because as his active lifestyle developed
muscles, his body stretched with height too.

Noah stood with his t-shirt off and felt the sun blast down on
him. Shirtless boys were not unusual in the summertime but Noah felt like a
spotlight was on him – like every passing eye would be looking at the
boy in small shorts without his top on. He loved the imagined attention and
it wasn't wholly imagined anyway because someone was looking.

"I'm Noah, by the way," Noah said, as he pulled his t-shirt over his right
shoulder and turned to face the lad.

"Henry," he replied – his eyes trying not to search the boy-body now on
show for him.

Noah rubbed his hand across his flat stomach and then up the centre of his
chest, wiping a faint sheen of odourless sweat from his smooth skin. Noah
locked eyes with Henry as he brushed his fingers across his left nipple.

"You are such a cock tease," said Henry with an approving laugh.

Noah looked up and down the street – there was no sign of the bus he was
waiting for and no-one passing on their side of the street. There were a
couple of pedestrians on the other side but no-one that concerned Noah for
his next course of action.





Noah tugged his little shorts down a little, lengthening and emphasising
the silky gap from his belly button to the root of his penis. A hint of
pubes, for that was all he had, revealed themselves and Noah happily sank
his hand into his shorts. Noah gripped his small, floppy, three-inch penis
with a hand and tugged it until it was half hard.

"You were saying?" Noah replied.

Henry was amazed at the free show he was getting and intermittently took it
in while also looking around to check he wasn't being punk'd.

"How old are you?" Henry asked with a chuckle.

"Sixteen. How old are you?" Noah retorted.

"Nineteen," Henry supplied – he still looked slightly uncomfortable
checking Noah out.

"Sorry, Henry... it's not fair to tease you, is it?" Noah asked.

Without even checking, Noah poked the tip of his dick out the leg of his
shorts.

Henry breathed in at the sight of the penis. Noah was not fully hard –
about four inches in total, but it eased out another half inch just from
the excitement of exposing himself. The bus shelter partially concealed
Noah and Henry from the road but the Perspex windows meant anyone paying
attention would see the head of Noah's exposed dick.

"Is this like... a bait or something?" Henry asked.

"No," Noah replied – such a thing wouldn't even occur to Noah. "Why
would it be?"

"'Cause you just took your dick out... at a bus stop... on a busy road
beside a busy street... in the middle of the day... anyone could see you,
Noah," Henry said.

"You're not just anyone," Noah flirted.

Noah's fingers tweaked the head of his dick and it filed out even more. The
spongy tissue filled with blood, inflating and bloating the cock and
expelling dribble of precum too. The final inches became fat and hard
without Noah even touching himself – well, he caressed his hairless
thigh. His t-shirt chose that moment to slip from his shoulder just as a
car passed with some rowdy young guys in it. They cheered at him like yobs
– it was hard to tell if they'd seen his cock peeking out or if they
were just loutish. Noah imagined it was because they had seen him topless,
his shorts exposing hairless legs and barely covering his boyish
thighs. Had they seen the head of his erection, weeping precum down his
thigh like a kid who couldn't hold his bladder?





"You're insane, Noah," said Henry but he was clearly turned on.

There was a tent in Henry's shorts – his cock making a dent in the front
of his shorts that Noah would have been delighted to suck.

"Touch me," Noah said.

That was all he said – beseeched – but Henry could see in Noah's face
that he wasn't joking. Henry licked his fingers to make them slick and then
reached forward, his fingers making intimate contact with the head of
Noah's cock. The exposed glans was sensitive and pulsing - emitting gooey
precum that eliminated the need for Henry to lick his fingers again.

"Fucking hell, that's hot. Your dick is so leaky," Henry said.

Noah loved the compliments about his pre-um.

"Can I see more?" Henry dared with a glance up and down and across the
street.

Noah grinned and looked around too – Noah of course was audacious. A
nudist and an exhibitionist who liked risk and enjoyed the thrill of
exposure. Henry wanted to see more - more than the head of Noah's erect
penis sticking out the leg of his short shorts? Noah nodded
because... well, of course he nodded.

Henry gently nudged the leg of Noah's shorts so it slid back along the
shaft of Noah's cock inch by inch until the entire 6.6 inches were
exposed. Noah's balls remained safely contained within the shorts but
spurts of pubic hair from around Noah's dick added to the exposure.

Noah marvelled at his exhibition – on a public road in the middle of the
afternoon in summer – shirtless and with his dick exposed. Sure, hardly
anyone had seen him and the cars were going so fast they'd never be sure
that they'd seen what they thought they'd seen but it was still exciting.

Noah's cock was practically pinned against his smooth thigh by the shorts
and Henry stroked him while taking chances to touch Noah's legs
too. Henry's hand left Noah's cock to caress all around Noah's thighs; all
he felt was smooth skin and the softest of invisible, downy hair.





"What if you got caught?" Henry asked.

"That would be exciting," Noah replied.

"You wouldn't feel humiliated?" Henry asked.

"That too," Noah confessed.

The prospect of being caught with his dick out was mortifying which made it
even more exciting. Noah punctuated this dichotomy by reaching into the
waistband of his shorts and pulling his erection up and over it; Noah
pulled the waistband down until it was hooked under his balls and his cock
was standing straight out.

"You really are insane," Henry said.

"No-one's looking," Noah pointed out.

Henry could not believe Noah was sixteen – the pubes were so short and
fair and his legs were hairless. Yet he had no reason to disbelieve the
stranger and Noa's cock was bigger than average whether he was sixteen or
younger.

"Someone could come by at any second. A bus full of people will be here any
second," Henry replied.

"There's no-one here right now..." Noah said. "Can I see your dick?"

Henry snorted, "I'm not as brave as you and I'm not hard."

"I like soft dicks too. Please? Just let me peek in your shorts?" Noah
asked.

Henry checked they were unobserved and then stepped closer to Noah – he
was only 6.6 inches from Noah when he pulled the waistband of his shorts
and underwear out and Noah looked inside. Henry's penis was flaccid but
about three inches long; it was moist from the heat and surrounded by a
flurry of wiry dark pubic hair. It was nice to look at but squirrelled away
after a few seconds.

Noah gave his dick a few more jerks and Henry boldly added his hand to the
shaft again too – it was hot and hard and it wouldn't have taken much to
cum but Noah didn't want to do that before his EMARP.

"A bus is coming," Henry said and pulled his hand off Noah's cock as if it
were electrified.

Sedately, Noah put his dick away and finally bent down to pick up his
t-shirt – it was clean despite the ground and he pulled it on the right
way this time.

"This was fun, thanks," Noah said.

"I've never seen you before but I'll never forget you..." Henry replied.

"Unforgettable, that's what I am," Noah declared





Noah went to the back of the bus while Henry went upstairs – separating,
despite the minutes of intimacy, seemed like the best thing to do. While
the bus trundled along, Noah sat and thought; not about Henry or pulling
his dick out in the street but about where he had just come from: Toby's
house.

A few hours ago, Noah had knocked on the door of Toby's house and
waited. His mum answered the door and beamed at Noah with a happy smile.

"Noah, hello. Are you here to see Toby?" she asked.

"No, I'm here to see you. Do you want to hang out?" Noah replied
sarcastically.

Mrs Rosenthal tilted her head and smiled at Noah. Then she slammed the door
in his face.

Noah knocked a second time, giggling to himself. Toby's mum again opened
the door. She beamed at Noah with a happy smile.

"Hello Noah. Are you here to see Toby?" she asked.

"I sure am, is he in?" Noah replied properly this time.

"He's upstairs and don't be so cheeky next time," she chastised him softly.

Noah bounded upstairs and knocked on Toby's bedroom door, waited a moment
and then pushed inside. Toby was lying on top of his bed with his mobile
phone, smiling as he typed a reply. He looked almost guilty when he saw
Noah but covered it well. Who was he texting?

"Hi Noah... did we have plans?" Toby asked.

The boys had planned to meet at Noah's house later in the day. The summer
holidays had started and everyone's holiday plans extended and overlapped
across the six- or seven-week break from school. They wouldn't have much
opportunity to all be together during the holidays.

"No, we're meeting later but I wanted to talk to you about
something... about us actually," Noah said.

"Us? What do you mean us?" Toby enquired worriedly.

He had asked Noah out a few months ago. It would have been a disaster if
Noah had said yes so he was glad Noah had been wiser than that. Toby still
hadn't accepted himself and he had been miserable... but things had changed
recently. Toby had felt less burdened and lighter.

"I mean... why didn't you tell me about Jerusalem?" Noah asked, sounding
genuinely hurt. "It's a huge journey for you and... Look, I can talk with
all the things I haven't shared but..."

Noah didn't know how to put his thoughts into words.

"I don't know why. I should have told you. It wasn't reciprocity if that's
what you're thinking. Like, I didn't tell you stuff because you don't tell
me," Toby clarified. "That's not it."





"Then what is it? I've been trying to figure out why I don't tell you
everything anymore and I really don't know. What happened to us?" Noah
asked.

"Things change, Noah. We're still friends and I'm happy about that. You've
learned a lot about yourself in the last year and it took me a while but so
have I," Toby spoke maturely.

"I miss things the way they were when..." Noah chuckled when he thought
back. "When we were fourteen or fifteen. Seems like a long ago."

"There's no such thing as a long time ago," Toby replied though he wasn't
sure if he was quoting someone or if he'd just made it up.

"Are we ok though?" Noah asked.

"I think we are. I think this is the way things are now," Toby said
sadly. "It sucks. I miss the way things were when they were."

"Me too," Noah agreed. "Is this the way things are now?"

"I should have told you about the Wailing Wall. I didn't keep it from you
out of badness or anything," Toby explained.

"I know. It's a personal thing and an important journey for you... I hope
you have someone to share it with?" Noah said.

Toby paused, about to say something else but stopped himself. Toby had
already hinted about having a new friend and he didn't want to say more
– not when he was in the middle of repairing his oldest friendship.

"I've not even come out to my parents yet," Toby pointed out. "But I'm a
little less panicked about that now. I'm just not ready but when I tell
them, it won't be the end of the world."

"They love you," Noah said simply.

"Yes," Toby replied. "Mum will be fine. Dad... he'll need time but so did
I."

"When you're ready, I'll be here for you. If you need me," Noah promised.

Toby nodded – "I know" the nod said.

"There's something going on with you too," Toby said eventually. "Did
something happened on the last day of school that you're not telling us?"

Toby had intuited correctly but Noah hesitated too long.

"It's ok. Really, it's ok. You'll tell us when you're ready not because you
think you should," Toby pressed on.

"Ok. Thanks. Now, tell me more about this exciting adventure you're going
on," Noah enthused.

"There won't be any naked boys," Toby warned him with a grin.

"That's fine. How shallow do you think I am?" Noah protested. "Like... not
even one though?"

Toby hit Noah gently and they both laughed.





"Oh, crap," Noah said.

He was about to miss his stop – lost in reverie as he had been. Noah
mashed the STOP button on one of the poles as he stood up and jogged to the
front of the bus.

"Thanks," Noah tossed casually over his shoulder to the driver as he
stepped off the bus.

The bus doors closed and it moved off, leaving Noah with his short walk to
the RAW Studio – the porn studio that nestled like platform 9 & 3/4,
hidden in plain sight in the unlikeliest of places. Noah wondered if people
around the Five Dukes towns and city knew about it. He hadn't known but
Noah had been young and naοve – he was still young but a little less
naοve now.

Noah had never thought much about it; the inconceivable notion that either
Five Dukes County didn't know about the porn studio or they didn't talk
about. He never thought much about it just as he rarely thought about the
deliberate misinformation by Mr Godetia (the man who had recruited
him). Misinformation was a word used in polite circles – lies would be a
more colloquial synonym.

Noah was sixteen years old and technically (as in, definitely) too young to
be stripping naked for a large group of people, on camera, getting aroused,
masturbating, getting fondled and caressed, sucking cock, getting sucked or
having anal sex. However, as far as Noah was concerned, he was old enough
to do all the things he was doing, the illegal part was people pointing a
camera at it.

Noah loved the Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing (EMARP) – the live
events organised by Mr Godetia that were filmed using discreet cameras
combined with participants personal footage. The EMARP events let Noah
exhibit himself, humiliate himself and sexually develop in a safe place. It
still boggled his mind that people paid to be in the same room as him while
totally naked and it turned Noah on when they still had their clothes
on. The attendees/ audience got their thrills from watching but Noah got
his thrills from being the centre of attention.





For each event the studio was redressed, false walls were built, the rooms
became offices or clinic rooms or classrooms and who knew what else. Noah
had only been in five (though one was a two-parter, so perhaps six?) EMARP
events so far but it was exhilarating. Today's production would make his
six (or seventh) production in nine months. Was that a lot?

To date, Noah had been a life model and exhibited naked in an art gallery
where boys he knew from school had been invited to ratchet up the
humiliation; Noah had been photographed and then got hard and came in front
of a gallery full of spectators.

Noah had participated in two separate medial roleplays. The first involved
pretending to be sedated and then being stripped and fooled around with. In
the second, he'd been stripped in a clinic and then... fooled around with.

The two-part EMARP had started with Noah being stripped and tied up, then
milked in a school-based roleplay and left tied to the desk to be caught by
his classmates. Part two farther humiliated Noah when he was paraded around
the faux school.

In his last EMARP, over two months ago, Noah had participated in a photo
shoot (still on the school set) for boy's clothes but he'd been naked the
whole time. His nudity amongst the clothed boys had been accompanied by a
tagline: Avoid the back-to-school nightmare... then a witty
subheading. Nakedness at school being a classic nightmare. Noah had found
it to be a very nice mare.

Without even realising it, Noah had arrived. He'd been distracted on the
bus thinking about Toby and how much he'd miss his friends over the
summer. Noah had been distracted a lot lately – particularly when he
started thinking about the last day of school. He'd need to talk about it
soon or he was going to burst but it wasn't Toby he was thinking about
turning to. Ronan had become a confidant – especially after sharing the
truth about his Schizophrenia.

"Hello Noah," Mason said; "Long time no see."





It had been over two months since his last EMARP. Noah had been busy with
exams and school and real-life sexcapades that he 1) hadn't the time for an
EMARP and, 2) had barely noticed he hadn't been humiliating himself for a
camera. He'd been busy humiliating himself in reality.

"Hello, Mr Godetia," Noah said.

"Call me Mason," Mr Godetia said – reminding Noah of the first time
they'd met.

Noah liked Mason but knew he was being exploited for being young and
beautiful and bold. He'd once asked himself if one can really be exploited
if one knows they are being exploited?

Well, yea, obviously.

"I've missed this place," Noah commented.

He nearly said "I've missed you," but that sounded much to personal. Noah
missed the sexual scenarios that exploited his beauty. Noah had had real
life opportunities since his last EMARP in May but returning to the RAW
Studio filled Noah with a happy feeling.

"I'm glad to hear it," Mason replied; "We have missed you. It's not been
the same without you."

"Because the other actors don't humiliate themselves?" Noah asked.

Mason chuckled but there was an element of truth to Noah's comment. His
actors stripped and sucked, bare backed and flip-flopped, used sex toys and
double penetrated; they participated in roleplaying scenarios that were
standard pornographic affairs. College friends, daddy-son, brothers,
delivery man, caught in the shower... Noah's scenarios were different in
that they involved exposure and embarrassment for the protagonist.

"Because most actors film three or four scenes every month but you
certainly provide some unique entertainment," Mason acknowledged. "You're
very popular."

Today was going to be another set-up that no other actor would do and the
best part was Noah didn't even ask what it involved. He turned up and was
surprised, making his reactions more sincere. Mason's favourite Noah scene
was part one of the school EMARP which had left Noah tied to the teacher's
desk, naked and spread eagled and cum-covered with a prostate massager in
his ass and a class full of boys walked in and caught him.

That cliff-hanger of a movie was the most lucrative production Mason had
ever produced. Noah was a money maker and Mason hoped today would be
another cash cow.





"Are you wearing underwear?" Mason asked conversationally.

Noah chuckled at Mr Godetia's forwardness and the question laughed without
preface.

"I'll give you two guesses," Noah said as he gestured to his small shorts.

"No," Mason said and they shared a knowing laugh; "Lets' get you to your
changing room then and you can put on your costume. It includes underwear."

"Not for long I bet," Noah replied.

They laughed again and Noah felt quite at ease with them man who paid him
to get naked and engage sexually with older men. When you're sixteen, all
men are older.

"No, not for long. But you know I like to surprise you with fun scenarios,"
Mason replied.

Stepping inside was like opening a fridge on a hot day – it was cool
inside and very pleasant after the positively oppressive heat outside. When
they reached Noah's changing room, Mason gestured to the costume provided.

"Shorts, t-shirt and underwear. The shorts are not as brief as the one's
you're wearing right now," Mason agreed with himself.

Noah loved short shorts – especially when they were so short, they were
almost a belt. He loved the feel of sitting down or bending over and
knowing the cleft of his butt cheeks were exposed by the action. Noah loved
knowing that his dick could poke out the legs of the shorts, embarrassingly
exposing his penis by accident or design.

Noah found the outfit provided for the EMARP unremarkable. Admittedly, it
was very cute; the t-shirt had a few rips (a design feature) and the
regular-length denim shorts also had a few rips (also a design feature) but
there was nothing strategic about the rips. Noah's exposure would come when
he took them off but until then, the outfit was kind of cool.

Mason stayed in the room while Noah stripped. Noah had never been certain
about Mason's sexual orientation – one didn't need to be attracted to
men (or boys) to know Noah was attractive. Did Mason just have an eye for
beautiful boys, or did he also have sex with the males of the species?

Noah stripped totally naked, turning to face Mason and exposed his penis to
the man. Noah smiled at Mason and tried to read his mind but the man could
have been thinking anything. Noah pulled on the provided hipster boxers,
then his shorts and finally the t-shirt. Once he had slipped his bare feet
back into a new pair of trainers, Mason opened the changing room door.

"Shall we go back outside?" Mason suggested.

"What have you got for me this time?" Noah asked.

"You could use a haircut," Mason said casually.





Whatever Noah had been expecting that was not it. It was true his blond
hair had become somewhat unruly and he was due a summer haircut but he
wondered how that could possibly be an exciting roleplaying production.

"What would you have done if I'd already had a haircut?" Noah asked.

Mason sniggered, "I'd have thought of something."

Noah had no doubts this was true and when he was led back outside, into the
baking heat of July, it was out the back door. Noah was used to entering
via the main entrance and used to the walls inside moving like Hogwarts
castle as the rooms were rearranged depending on the roleplaying scenarios
being created. However, it was only on his last appearance that he had
discovered the faηade at the rear of the building was significant too.

The rear of the building was an outdoor set that looked like a town centre
with a row of shops, a road running past it and even a bus stop which made
for a very convincing rural centre.

The door they exited from had a sign above it – Pushmore Bank. The
tinted windows of the `bank' concealed the truth that it was merely an
entrance/ exit to the utility area of the RAW Studio. The other facades
contained rooms inside, like miniature sets. The other facades included: a
cafe, a charity shop, a hairdresser, a betting shop and an Italian
restaurant. None of them were real but each had a small room beyond the
doors that added to the convincing illusion of a busy street. If he hadn't
known better, Noah would have sworn the redressed East wall of the RAW was
really a busy main street.

FAUX STREET was printed on a sign that defined the entire outdoor set.

Across the road from the businesses was a patch of grass surrounded by a
fence and low hedges – a very small park. Noah had once been told the
park was used for outdoor sex scenes and Noah wondered if that was the
angle for today's scenario.

Looking around, Noah spotted people whom he knew intimately from his past
EMARP events. Nico, and Liam were all four years older than him – they
were hot, had nice cocks and played starring roles that usually involved
them taking advantage of him. Noah also spotted Markus – an
eighteen-year-old who had played the role of schoolboy during Noah's school
photoshoot.

Standing in the road was Dale – he was talking into a camera. Noah
rarely saw the cameras because they were expertly concealed to maintain the
illusion. Indeed, when Noah first participated in EMARP he didn't know he
was being recorded at all. The discretion of the cameras had always allowed
Noah to loss himself in the roleplaying and imagine things really happening
to him.

"While we like to create intricate scenarios that have a realistic but
exaggerated quality, a lot of work goes into the production. This is your
chance to glimpse behind that curtain and in the process still enjoy an
exciting scenario," Dale said. Dale looked towards Noah as he added, "The
preproduction problem your about to see resolved is manscaping."





Noah took less than a second to understand why Mr Godetia had been so
casual about the length of Noah's hair. "What would you have done if I'd
already had a haircut?" Noah had asked moments ago and now he knew that it
wasn't the hair on his head that was on Mason's mind.

Noah was already lean and boyish with only small patches and flurries of
feathery pubic hair. He had been shaved twice before over the last nine
months and the idea of spending his summer hairless was humiliating –
especially when he was going to be a naked ambassador for his school.

The thought of schoolboys, perhaps people he knew or people who knew him at
least, seeing him naked on the beach was enough to cause even Noah
anxiety. Everyone or anyone in the Five Dukes conurbation might see his
penis in a few weeks' time.

"Mr... Mason..." Noah said while Dale continued to talk to the camera.

"What's wrong, Noah?" the man asked concernedly but there was a smirk on
his lips too.

"I don't know if I want the be shaved... down there... I've been asked to
volunteer for the nudist beach at Barron's Bay in a few weeks," Noah
explained.

"I can understand why that might be embarrassing," Mason agreed. "Being not
only totally naked in your own hometown but also totally hairless while
anyone you know might see you... It sounds like a scenario I'd invent for
an EMARP."

Noah cringed inside and asked hopefully; "So... I don't have to do it?"

"Of course you have to do it," Mason replied dismissively. "You're an
actor, Noah. Channel your feelings into your performance."

Mason always left the exact details of a scenario a mystery for Noah.

"Dale is already introducing the behind the scenes and commentary about
shaving actors but for you this is just a normal scenario," Mason
continued. "The shaving is an important part of today's EMARP. Everyone is
counting on you Noah."

"Oh..." Noah replied and he knew he wasn't going to get out of it.

"And here is our star now. Noah!" Dale called.

Noah approached Dale and spent a few minutes making polite conversation,
but he was very self-conscious about being himself in front of the
camera. What if people didn't like Noah as himself, only as the fantasy
they portrayed him to be?

"Now you know how much we love creating exciting scenarios. Like the
classroom, the art gallery, the medical exam..." Dale asked, reeling Noah
into his own impending humiliation.

"Yes?" Noah replied.

"Are you ready for something new? Why don't you head to the barber's shop?"
Dale suggested.

Noah headed for the barber shop and awaited his next embarrassment;
stepping inside, there was a tinkle of a bell above the door and an
enthusiastic barber turned to beam at Noah.

"Welcome! Welcome, my boy. You have just won a special haircare treatment,"
he said.





The barber shop was a very confined space – situated as it was at the
rear of the studio and largely intended as window dressing for Faux
Street. Liam and Markus took up two of the barber's chairs, leaving only
one vacant – the one closest to the floor to ceiling window that looked
onto the street and the beaming sunshine.

Noah rather thought he knew where this was going. He had no idea.

"What is your name little boy?" the barber said patronisingly.

"Noah."

"Noah! My family have had a business here for 100 years," the barber
said. "Long time, they have been here. I say to myself, I will give free
makeover to my 100th customer."

"And that was me?" Noah asked. "Lucky me."

Noah found himself smiling despite his preceding hesitance. He could see
Liam and Markus grinning at him too. Noah was immediately taken in by the
scenario and was excited to see what happened next.

"My son Nico will take care of you, ok?" said the barber.

The barber – if he was a barber and not just a paying audience member
for the purposes of the EMARP – had looked competent so Noah was not
prepared to have Nico be his barber. Noah knew Nico was twenty – as was
Liam, his usual companion – but he still looked a few years younger. His
skin was golden and his hair dark, curly and short.

Nico had been hovering at the back of the room and he grinned excitedly at
Noah.

"Great to have you here on our special day, Noah," Nico said – a little
over the top. "We have invited the local news station to record the
makeover of our 100th customer... let go outside."

"Ummm..." Noah hesitated – he thought he'd be seated in the chair next
to the window where whatever was about to happen would be observed by the
passing audience.

Instead, Noah was hustled outside where there was already a small crowd. In
the street was a barber's chair which was sat in front of a camera – the
same camera Dale had been talking into earlier.

"Why don't you take a seat," Nico suggested; "Oh... maybe you should take
off your t-shirt."

"Oh... why?" Noah asked.

He wasn't being difficult, he had been expecting it, but he wondered what
the excuse was for a barber to ask a teenage boy to undress in the middle
of a pedestrian street with cameras around.

"I have run out of capes and don't want to ruin your clothes with falling
fair," Nico explained. "Besides... you have won an extra special makeover."





Noah looked at the camera man and next to him was Dale holding a microphone
– they were playing the role of the local news. In front of the local
news camera, Noah pulled off his t-shirt which was helpfully taken by
Markus. As Noah took his seat, Dale leaned into view of the camera and
offed his microphone for Noah to talk into.

"Pushmore Local News, PLNews, what is your name?" asked Dale the news
reporter.

"Noah Flood," he replied sheepishly.

Noah imagined what it would be like to be shirtless on the local news –
he wouldn't be nervous because he was a nudist but Noah was playing a
role. Noah also imagined Mason would appreciate the way he had used his
full name – the fake name given to him by the RAW Studio.

"Noah, you are the 100th customer. Are you excited to be part of the
celebrations for such an expert and renown local business?" Dale asked.

Noah knew it was just a roleplay but he enjoyed the scenarios precisely
because he could imagine they were real. Noah was standing facing the
camera, awkwardly crossing one arm over his chest and rubbing the opposite
arm. His slim body had nowhere to hide and the camera was very much like a
spotlight on him.

"Oh... yes... I'm told I've won a special haircare treatment... I'm not
sure what that means," Noah admitted.

"Oh, you are in for a treat, Noah," Dale said sincerely. "PLNews will
record the whole thing, don't you worry."

"Why don't you take a seat, Noah," said Nico. Then, reassuringly, he added:
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing."

Noah took his seat and within moments heard the buzz of clippers; Noah
trusted that Nico really did know what he was doing. Noah felt the clippers
touch his head and it didn't take long for his blonde locks to be shorn
away. The resulting buzz cut left a charming tuft of hair on top and faded
to a shorter length at the sides. It was an expert and tidy style that made
Noah look even younger than normal by emphasising his beautiful eyes and
stubble-free face.

"You look very cute. Doesn't he look cute?" Nico asked.

A woof whistle from the pavement of Faux Street brought to Noah's attention
the growing crowd. The usual EMARP audience lined the street while some
were pressed into the facades of the buildings but everyone was looking at
him.





There was an inevitability to Noah's exposure and he couldn't hep but
appreciate the synchronicity that bordered on predestination – he had
exposed himself at a bus stop a few hours ago and now he was about to be
exposed on Faux Street.

"You look great," said Markus.

"Very sweet," Liam offered – emphasising Noah's youthful beauty.

"Voila," said Nico who had produced a mirror.

Noah looked adorable, angelic and beautiful.

"Do you like it, Noah?" asked Dale, holding the microphone to Noah for a
response.

"Yes. Nico did a great job," Noah agreed enthusiastically.

"Let us see your armpits now," Nico said.

"What?" Noah asked in shock.

"Let's make sure we get a clear shot of the boy before and after his armpit
is shaved," said Dale to the cameraman.

Noah blushed – imagine being a teenage boy and being asked to show your
armpits not only in public but to a camera that was going to show it on TV
to the entire county. Noah awkwardly obeyed and Nico held Noah's bicep to
take a good look.

"Maybe put your hands behind your head so we can get a good look first,"
Markus called from the side-lines.

"You don't just win a haircut. You are our auspicious 100th on out 100th
anniversary; we have something special planned. A complete haircare
treatment and makeover," Nico proclaimed.

"Not much hair there to begin with," said Dale – just to embarrass Noah
further. "Are you fourteen or fifteen?"

"I'm sixteen," Noah answered with a blush.

Noah Flood – his EMARP character was sixteen years old. So was Noah
McNelis but that was a minor detail. A minor detail. To the sound of
sniggers and giggles, Nico pulled a guard off the head of the clippers
which determined the length of the cut.

He left the clippers without a guard so now they would remove hair right
down to the skin and make it totally bald. The pubic hair under Noah's arms
was gone in moments and he could feel Nico checking by rubbing his fingers
through his armpit. The merest sense of stubble could be felt and that was
all.

The other armpit got the same treatment and Noah was asked to stand up with
his hands behind his head while the camera moved around him and zoomed in
close on the shorn pits.

"You want to feel the softest skin?" Nico offered to Dale.





Noah was again expected to proffer his naked armpit which Dale, local
reporter, stroked provocatively.

"And we haven't even applied the balm yet. Oh, just wait for that," Nico
said with great excitement. "I can assure everyone watching in the street
and everyone at home that this teenage boy really does have the closest
shave I've ever felt," Dale reported.

"Where are you going to shave next?" Liam called from the side-lines.

Dale the reported squatted in front of Noah and stroked his legs. Starting
from the ankle and up the calve. Dale tickled Noah behind the knee and when
he swept up Noah's thigh, the teenager felt Dale reaching inside his
shorts. Dale's hand lingered in the middle of Noah's silky thigh.

"It doesn't look like Noah has any hair on his legs and I can't even feel a
single bristle. They're so silky smooth already," Dale said to the
camera. As he stood up, Dale asked: "Noah, do you shave your legs for
swimming or cycling?"

"No," Noah replied.

"Oh... you're just a smooth boy then?" Dale asked.

Noah blushed – he should be used to mockery of his silky appearance but
it still brought redness to his cheeks. It was embarrassing because the
implication was that he was underdeveloped or a late bloomer.

"I guess so," Noah agreed.

"That's ok Noah," Nico said. "Why don't you take off your shorts..."

"You want me to what?" Noah replied.

"We need to take a good look at your legs, thighs and anywhere else that
might show off the skills of a prodigious barber shop," Nico suggested.

Noah could not believe a local news station would broadcast a teenage boy
in his underpants in the middle of the street. Of course, it was just a
role-play but Noah was getting lost in it and searching for sense where
there was none.





"It's ok, Noah. On you go," cooed Dale.

Noah hooked his thumbs into the pockets of the shorts and pushed them
down. When they tumbled to his ankles, Noah stepped out of them.

"You look so cute in your little underpants," the reporter said.

Noah stood in just briefs in the middle of the street with a crowd along
the side and a camera pointed at him. Nico spent a few minutes stroking
Noah's legs just as Dale had but now Noah's thighs were exposed all the way
to his groin.

"Oh... there's nothing even my skills can do to improve Noah's smooth
skin," Nico declared.

"Are you saying Noah is as hairless as a boy can be? All over his legs and
thighs there's not a single hair that a renown barber could shed?" Dale
asked.

There were giggles from the street spectators as Noah's implied immaturity
were emphasised.

"Perhaps we should have let a hairier lad win the competition," Nico
agreed.

"Maybe he has pubic hair you could shave?" shouted Markus.

Markus and Liam seemed to be taking shots at humiliating Noah and or
advancing the narrative.

"Oh, what an excellent idea," Dale agreed.

"It is?" Noah asked doubtfully.

"Certainly," Dale said enthusiastically. "Oh... do you have pubic hair
don't you, Noah?"

Again, Noah's implied underdevelopment raised a laugh.

"Of course, but... is it a good idea to film it being shaved off?" Noah
asked.

They'd have a bullshit reason - they always did - Noah wondered if it was
scripted or ad lipped. How were they going to spin this one?

"Yes, we really must see the skills of this local businessman. You'll need
to cover your privates, obviously. This programme will be broadcasting
across the county at 6PM. We can't have a teenager's penis on the local
news, can we?" Dale said, chuckling at the very idea.

The transition from the sublime to the ridiculous was enough to give Noah
whiplash. They couldn't show his genitals but they could have him totally
naked in the street?

"Perfect idea," Nico agreed; "I have many ways to remove hair down
there. You will be very impressed."

"Go on, Noah. Take your underpants off so you can get the complete
makeover," Dale encouraged.

Noah bit his lip – imagining the indignity of doing this in real life
and loving it while simultaneously recognising the insanity of playing
along. That was always the way with EMARP – he loved it but he felt the
conflict of "what if this was real?"

Noah reached into his briefs and cupped his penis and testes with one hand
and with the other, pushed his briefs down. They tumbled to his ankles and
Noah couldn't get his trainer-clad feet free from the leg holes.





"Let me help," offered Nico.

Nico knelt and pulled off Noah's trainers (because of course he did) to
make it easier for his feet to get free from the briefs. The underpants
were whipped away from Noah's ankles, leaving him barefoot and
naked. Noah's feet were toasted by the warm ground. The briefs and trainers
were tossed to Markus on the pavement. The whole crowd got a side view of
Noah's nudity – his petite little ass and, just hidden within his hands,
was the genital prize they were waiting for.

"One hand should be sufficient to contain your boy-bits, Noah. The other
hand will just get in the way," said Nico said savagely.

"Why don't you put your other hand back on your head? Then we can continue
to see the great job Nico has already done to your body," Dale said.

Dale smirked at the cameraman and Noah released one of his hands for Nico
to get to work on his pubes. Noah's flaccid penis was contained by one hand
but he felt like his grip of his balls was slipping and even if the camera
for PLNews couldn't see it, the crowd on the street could.

Like Noah's armpits, the removal of the wiry hair above his penis took no
time at all but Nico was very thorough. Noah could feel the hair drop onto
his feet – there was no gentle wind to carry it away in the heat of the
day, sweat made some of the hair stick where it landed.

"You'll need to move your hand a little," Nico asked.

Noah tilted his hand so every pube around Noah's penis was gone. As with
his armpits, it was reduced by the clippers to the shortest stubble
possible.

"Perhaps his testicles too, while I'm here? Ah, but no... that would expose
the poor boy and we can't have that," Nico said.

"Do you hear that PLNews viewers? If only all business men were so
dedicated," Dale said into the camera. "You should proceed and show
everyone the full extent haircare treatment you offer the community."

"He should?" Noah asked with a tremor.

Noah was already naked in the street with a camera pointed at him. A
segment for the evening news could surely not show him exposing his testes.





"Don't worry about PLNews viewers. We'll blur your little bits out for
broadcast so they aren't offended," Dale said reassuringly.

Not a care for Noah having his teenage nudity exposed – just worrying
about the viewers at home. Didn't the reporter care how embarrassing this
was?

"Well, I do hate to leave a job half finished," Nico said.

"Such dedication," Dale fawned into his microphone.

"Go on, Noah, put your other hand on your head for now while we finish
shaving you down below," Nico said.

"Are you sure this is ok?" Noah fretted.

"Of course it's ok," insisted Nico.

"You want to support local business, don't you?" Dale said gently. "Go
ahead and let this excellent barber remove the final stray hairs," said
Dale.

Noah let go of his penis – the flaccid and uncircumcised dick was less
than three inches long and fully exposed to the crowd of strangers (paying
EMARP patrons) lining Faux Street and the few other actors involved in the
farcical performance.

"Well at least we won't need a big blur to hide the boy bits," Dale
sniggered. He addressed the camera man: "Normally we couldn't show a
teenage boy's penis on the evening news but we should check if we can get
away with releasing this unedited. Public interest or freedom of
information or something."

Nico removed every hair from Noah's scrotum and perineum and the job
finally seemed to be complete. Noah was asked to stand with his hands
behind his head and penis exposed full-frontally to the camera and
side-view to the crowd while Nico collected one last thing.

While Nico collected something from the barber's shop, Dale scooped up
Noah's pubic hairs and put them in a Ziplock bag. What the hell?

"Noah's pubic hair will be auctioned after this event. There isn't much
here because he's so cute and smooth but all proceeds will support local
business," Dale said.

They were going to auction his pubes? Noah could already see the interest
from the EMARP audience. Were men really going to buy the short and curly
hairs of a sixteen-year-old boy?

Nico returned with a bucket of warm water with a sponge in it in one hand
and in the other a tube of cream. Noah knew what was about to happen.





"This is a special balm, Noah. It will help to soothe your skin which can
feel irritated after shaving or trimming with clippers," Nico commented.

Nico rubbed the balm into Noah's armpits, above his dick and all over his
scrotum. Nico took the opportunity to pull back Noah's foreskin to expose
the sensitive head of his penis. He offered no reason for this and Dale
lacked of curiosity of a genuine reporter. Within moments there was a
tingling sensation and Noah knew something else was happening – it was
hair removal cream.

The crowd, the cameraman and PLNews watched excitedly as Nico took the wet
sponge to Noah's skin and wiped the cream away. The merest stubble that had
been left behind by the clippers vanished and Noah's skin seemed to be
softer than it had ever been in his life.

"There, now that was an extra special balm designed to remove hair," Nico
said.

"Tell the viewers of PLNews more," Dale said with renewed interest.

Noah was still standing with his penis exposed and apparently no-one was
going to tell him to cover up. His dick had thickened and lengthened to
four inches.

"Most depilatory creams only last up to a week or two but ours is specially
formulated with a chemical epilator added so it lasts much longer," Nico
boasted.

"How long will this last then?" Dale asked, gesturing to Noah's newly
shaved body.

"At least three months before it even starts to grow back," Nico said.

What?!

Noah looked down at his hairless body and realised he'd probably be
seventeen by the time it started growing back. And he had the nudist beach
to help with for the school in just a few weeks.

"So, Noah won't have a single hair below his neck for three whole months?"
Dale crowed.

"That is correct," Nico replied, suppressing a snigger.

Despite it all – the deep humiliation of the revelation – it stirred
something in Noah and the worst thing that could happen to a boy while bare
naked in a crowd on a street in a town centre with a TV camera pointed at
you happened to Noah. His dick started to get hard.

The crowd chuckled and hooted and Noah tried to ignore them. His cock was
getting hard and was now firm enough to point straight out at the
camera. The crowded street could see its length was over five inches.





"Let's make sure we get a full body shot of young Noah," said Dale.

Facing Noah, Dale was able to act like he hadn't noticed Noah was getting a
full-blown boner.

"Noah, how does your skin feel?" Dale asked.

"Great. It feels really smooth," Noah said with a shaky voice.

"Are you a little bit embarrassed to know your body is going to be totally
bald for three whole months?" Dale pressed on.

"Yes. I wasn't expecting it to last so long," Noah replied through gritted
teeth.

"But we're here to celebrate the contribution of this remarkable barber to
the community. You must happy with the result. Tell us all how much you
love being totally hairless," Dale laid it on thick.

"Yea... I love being a totally hairless boy," Noah offered.

There were some laughs because Dale still hadn't notice Noah was hard and
compelling Noah to approve of his own hair removal was demeaning.

"Most teenage boys pride themselves on looking physically mature so it must
be mortifying to be put back several years," Dale pressed on; "Especially
since you were already looked quite immature."

"He doesn't look immature from here," shouted a spectator.

It was then that Dale looked at Noah's dick. Seeing it was fully hard, he
stepped back and pretended to be shocked. Noah was sporting six and a half
inches of teenage wood.

"Oh my... Noah! That is disgusting. We are trying to make a serious
programme about a celebrated local business and you are standing here with
an erection?" Dale said as if he were scandalised.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to," Noah said sheepishly.

"Aren't you embarrassed that all these people can see your hard willy?"
Dale asked in the most humiliating way possible.

Noah nodded.

"Don't be embarrassed. You have a big penis, Noah," Nico complimented.

"Yes, you certainly do," agreed Dale. "You have a very big willy but it
should not be erect on local television."





"Do you jerk your boy-cock, Noah?" Nico asked seductively.

"I- I'm sorry? I don't think I should be talking about that," Noah
spluttered.

"Masturbation is a perfectly reasonable question. We can all see a lot of
drizzle coming from your dick. Get a closer look at that," Dale said to the
cameraman. "I bet you don't even need to use lube?"

"No... I don't," Noah replied proudly.

His excessively leaky cock was something that always raised comments and
Noah rather liked it. His precum weeping was already producing a silvery
thread that glistened like the strands of a spider's web in frost.

Dale took a hold of Noah's cock and gave it a few pulls, much to the
delight of the spectators – all of whom wished they were actors in the
production that was about to get hot and sweaty. Dale licked the precum
from his hand and smirked at Noah.

"Do you want me to keep filming this?" the camera man asked.

"We can't exactly broadcast this at the teatime news," Dale responded
sarcastically.

"I thought you might like it for your private collection," the cameraman
replied sassily; "I know how much you like teenage boys."

Dale gave a throaty chuckle; "Good point."

"Can we join in?" asked Liam, who seemed to be including Markus in the
question.

"Both of you?" Dale asked.

"You want to fuck his ass, right?" asked Markus; "Well I want to fuck his
face and Liam loves the taste of cock-snot."

"Who doesn't," said a member of the audience.

"Does that sound good to you, Noah?" Dale asked him.

Did he want to get ass-fucked, face-fucked and sucked off? He'd be insane
not to agree.

"Yes, that sound great," Noah replied.





"Noah? You want to kiss me as a thank you for doing a good job?" Nico
asked.

Noah smiled at the audacity of rewarding Nico for removing all his pubic
hair for three months but he stepped forward on bare feet. His lips met
Nico's and their moist mouths merged. Nico's hands wandered over Noah's
back and then grabbed his ass. Noah's pelvis thrust forward and his hard-on
was pressed against Nico's groin. Noah could feel a hard dick contained in
Nico's shorts but it seemed he had already had his fun for this scenario.

As Dale, Markus and Liam stripped off Noah was reminded that they were
outside. It still looked like a main street but Noah felt like he could
literally be standing in the middle of a road in Dukesbridge City centre.

The pretence that had brought them to this place seemed to be over. The
story of a boy winning a haircut and getting stripped and shaved from head
to toe had been told and now the nature boy was just waiting to be fucked
– for the private collection of a pervy TV producer.

All porn logic broke down eventually. Eventually it was about sex. Markus
was the youngest of the lads Noah had got to know over the last nine months
but at 7.5 inches he had the biggest cock in the street. Markus was already
jerking off to bring his cock to full mast. Liam looked almost as young as
Noah – though his pubes were shaved not removed completely – and he
was stroking a cock that was just over seven inches long.

"Come here and bend over the bench," Dale said.

The bench was on the other side of Faux Street, bordering the park. Noah
briefly thought the lads were going to fuck him in the park but it seemed
their sex was going to continue to happen on the main street.

In front of Noah, Markus sat on the back of the bench, his trainer clad
feet on the seat and his cock ready to push into Noah's face. Noah bent
over the bench and noticed Dale was also wearing his trainers and nothing
else. Noah put his hands flat on the bench - one hand on either side of
Markus - and felt a sting as Dale slapped his butt.





Dale slapped it a second time and slid a finger into Noah's butt
crack. Dale massaged Noah's cheeks and felt the clammy cleft as his finger
inched towards Noah's hole. Noah felt his dick pulse and a stream of precum
was caught by Liam's hand.

Liam was also wearing his trainers – it was quite sexy to see all the
three lads in just footwear but it was also a reminder that they were
subtly elevated above him. Noah was barefoot and bare ass but they still
had something.

Liam lay down on the bench, resting his head on Markus's feet and turning
his face up to lick Noah's balls. Liam sucked Noah's testes into his mouth
and gobbled both eggs with greedy enthusiasm. Noah took this as the signal
to start slurping on Markus's cock and Dale pressed his erection against
Noah's hole.

It felt hot and hard and though it had not been discussed, Noah could feel
Dale's cock was unwrapped. The bareback push into his hole started gently
at first. Then, with increasing force, more of the manly cock slipped
inside Noah's young teenage ass and Noah moaned through the face full of
Markus's dick.

Liam was going a good job, alternating between suckling and licking Noah's
smooth balls before moving on to kiss his cock. Liam slipped his lips over
the head of Noah's cock and started sucking on it while, at the same
moment, Markus face-fucked Noah. Markus pushed his hefty cock deep into
Noah's mouth, bringing reflexive tears to his eyes. Noah breathed through
his mouth while swallowing precum and spit – some of it escaped his
mouth and ran over his chin to land on Liam who didn't seem to mind.

Dale was fucking Noah in earnest now – holding the sixteen-year-old boy
by his slender hips while ploughing into his ass. Noah loved it – every
push and pull was ecstasy and the only thing Noah wished he could see more
of was the camera or the audience. The spectators remained on Faux Street
– behind Noah so they'd be able to see his petite ass getting filled
with cock and cum. Noah took a deep breath when his mouth was given a brief
reprieve - he was like a drowning man with the rattle of precum and saliva
gurgling at the back of his throat.





Noah spotted Dale's camera man circling around to catch a 360 view of
Noah. His ass and mouth were full of bare cock again while the young teen
felt his silky sac being licked and the shaft of his cock kissed with wet
lips. Noah knew it was vanity but the attention of the cameraman was a
wonderful feeling. The notion of being watched or filmed had a name:
autagonostophillia. Noah had looked it up after Samir had used it a few
days ago.

"Fuck, man... I'm going to cum," warned Markus.

Well, almost warned because he started cumming just as he finished his
sentence. Cum splashed the back of Noah's throat but he pulled out to get
some on Noah's face as well. Cum covering his skin was another thing Noah
just loved – a fetish called bukkake.

Noah was close to cumming as well and Liam alternated between sucking him
and jerking him off, teasing him by slowing down to prolong the edge of
Noah's orgasm. Dale was happily pounding Noah's ass, the slapping noise as
his pelvis met Noah's buttocks was rhythmic. Noah tightened his sphincter
to increase the friction on the shaft of Dales cock and heard a moan of
pleasure for the effort. It seemed to do the trick because after a few more
slapping noises of Dale's pubis connecting with Noah's ass or his balls
swinging into Noah from behind, Dale also came.

The warm cum of the man in his twenties bred Noah's teenage ass and when
Dale pulled out, Noah felt a trickle of the man's cum dribbling from his
ass. A bead of cum like sweat or tears of joy tickled Noah's thigh as it
traced a track down Noah's leg. Cum was all over Noah's hole and the
teenage was aware of the cameraman looming behind him to catch Dale push
some of the dick splash back inside him with a fat, engorged cock.

Noah waited until Dale had pulled out again and Markus swung out of the
way. Then Liam spat Noah's dick from his mouth and sat up. Noah had hoped
to cum in Liam's mouth but he was happy for a different opportunity.

Noah turned to see the crowd still gathered – having watched the entire
scene from across the street. The PLNews cameraman followed Noah as he
strutted towards the people lining Faux Street.





In the middle of the street in high summer, Noah gripped his cock and
masturbated.

He had barely started when he felt a hand on his back and he looked over
his shoulder to see Liam. Noah had forgotten Liam hadn't cum yet. The lad
was pressing his erection against Noah's hole so Noah bent forward to make
his penetration easier.

Within the narrative, Liam was nothing but a random horny bystander and
Noah chuckled at the porn logic of him fucking Noah in the street. Then
Noah lifted his eyes to catch sight of Nico. Nico, the barber boy, walked
towards Noah and once he was within reach, Noah grabbed the bottom of his
t-shirt and pulled it up so Nico was topless.

Liam was inside Noah now, his hard and bare cock leaking and throbbing
inside Noah's ass. Noah tried to stay bent over, his thighs and back
straining with youthful strength. Noah tugged Nico's shorts down and when
they tumbled to Nico's ankles, he stepped out of them. Noah hadn't even
considered what Nico would want him to do but with the choreography of
trained dancers, Nico turned Noah so his profile was presented to the
street of spectators.

The audience on Faux Street could see Liam barebacking the young and
totally hairless teenager. A moment later and Nico was also behind Noah and
adding his cock to Noah's stretched hole.

"Oh... oh my fucking god..." Noah cried out.

"Well, we can see Noah really knows how to repay local businesses. Nico did
a great job and now we can see Noah is rewarding him with a bareback
penetration of his tight hole," Dale said.

The would-be reporter was dressed again and spoke to the camera for PLNews
as Noah was double fucked in the ass. Where the first fuck and suck had
been observed from across the street, Noah was now close enough to the
pavement for them to smell the sweaty and used boy.

"You can trust me that he has a tight hole because I really checked," Dale
joked.

The audience laughed and Noah, bent over with his hands on his knees,
looked at everyone watching him.

It was so hot outside that sweat was lashing off Noah's forehead and down
his spine. His shorter hair meant his forehead was perspiring more and the
heat on his chest mixed with sweat was enough to sting his nipples.

"Clearly Noah had had anal sex before though. Look at him taking a double
dicking like a rent boy on a busy street corner," Dale slandered.





Noah felt the two naked cocks in his ass glide together while the naked
lads behind him grunted and slapped against Noah's bare butt with thrusts
that nearly knocked Noah over. There was one continuing theme – the
subtle demarcation between Noah and everyone else was that he was barefoot
while even the naked lads had trainers on.

"Noah, you've drawn quite the crowd to this street," Dale cooed. "Are you
happy that your nude body has brought so much attention to all these local
businesses?"

"Yes," Noah moaned – almost pleadingly.

Noah couldn't jerk his own cock because he needed his hands on his knees to
stay steady so his hard cock bobbed in front of him. The foreskin was fully
retracted and precum was oozing onto his feet and the sizzling
pavement. Noah's balls were swinging so low in their hot, smooth and sweaty
sac that he was worried their scrape off the ground.

The next thing Noah felt was one cock pulling fully free from his hole to
spray cum all the way up his back. The jizz drooled back down Noah's spine
even as more spunk was shot all the way up Noah's back. It hit so high that
Noah could feel some of it in the short hair at the back of his head.

Noah didn't know who had cum but the answer came a moment later when the
second dick in his butt pulled out and Noah was able to stand upright. Nico
walked around front, stroking his dick which was so close to cumming. Nico
grinned at Noah as he pressed himself against the hairless boy and his cock
erupted between them.

Noah's chest and tummy were coated in Nico's cum which mixed with
sweat. Nico kissed Noah and muttered "thank you" before stepping aside for
the finale exposure. The whole crowd on Faux Street were ready to watch
Noah blow his load.

He turned to face them – appreciating just how close they had been to
his fucking. They were within shooting range for sure. Noah grabbed his
cock and stroked it furiously.

"PLNews has been delighted to bring the local community together to
celebrate a local barber. Just look at this fine, totally bald boy," Dale
narrated again. "None of us could have anticipated that Noah would want to
expose himself like this to everyone let alone masturbate in the middle of
the street..."





Noah could still feel his stretched ass and stimulated prostate; the taste
of cum lingered on is lips and the feel of the gooey mess remained on his
face, chest and back. Noah's shaft was slick and his balls heavy with boy
cum.

"Look at everyone Noah," Dale said.

Noah hadn't realised he wasn't looking but when his attention snapped to
it, he saw over a hundred people lined up to watch him beat his cock. Some
were subtly recording him, others less subtly and the PLNews cameraman
remained close enough to record every bead of sweat and drip of precum.

There was no precum left though and Noah was pushed over the edge. He was
sorely tempted to aim at the crowd but it would have been wasted – even
if the shots reached the spectators, his cum would still only splashed the
street. Instead, Noah put his left arm up to expose his totally smooth pit
and held the back of his head with his left hand. Noah aimed his cock
upwards at the final moment and shot cum up his smooth body.

It hit the underside of his chin so hard that Noah threw his head back and
another shot few up in an arc that brought it down on the centre of his
face as it descended the other side of the parabola. Noah whimpered and
cried with pleasure as more cum shot than he knew he had available.

Milky shots of gooey jizz spattered Noah's chest and stomach – with no
hair to get caught up in, it mingled with his sweat that had left his body
shiny in the sun. Noah's hand was covered in slop from his oozing head and
when his fist stopped pumping, there was an explosion off applause from the
audience so Noah grinned happily and took a bow.

Noah ate most of the cum from his hand while the excitement of the audience
became chaotic.

"I think we should all thank Noah for his time and attention today. He was
the lucky winner of a makeover and he's really made over Faux Street for a
sleepy local town centre to a bustling hub of activity. I've been Dale and
it's back to the studio..." Dale said.





Noah had never been asked for his autograph before and he was taken aback
when, after the scenario was officially concluded, Noah was asked to sign
things and take selfies with people. Noah was still totally naked and
barefoot and it was fun to mingle with people who were so excited to meet
him that they would even buy his pubic hair. Noah was giddy at the thought
of some stranger buying the pubic hair of a sixteen-year-old boy

Others wanted to buy cum from his chest but the other actors had been
congratulating Noah with vigorous pats and rubs so that much of it was
mixed in with his sweat. By the time Mr Godetia (Mason) was on hand, Noah
felt exhausted and was glad Mason was there to wrap things up. The audience
continued to content themselves with Dale, Liam, Markus and Nico.

"I hope you don't mind me taking you away from your admiring fans," Mason
said as he walked Noah back to his changing room.

"No, that's ok. I understand that you need to be careful with the
merchandise," Noah said.

He wasn't being cheeky or sarcastic. Noah had accepted he was a profitable
commodity and he loved being a part of the EMARP family, he loved filming
sex scenes and nudity-heavy role playing. For a horny sixteen-year-old,
this opportunity was incredible.

"I'm glad you understand," Mason replied.

Noah was about to get dressed when Mason chuckled at him.

"What?" Noah asked.

"You can shower first... if you want..." Mason said.

Noah chuckled too and then pulled on his short shorts and t-shirt.

Noah was more than content to go home with his skin soiled with sweat and
boy cum: salirophilia.

"No offence but... you really do stink, Noah," Mason said.

"Cool," Noah replied.

The idea of going home stinking of spunk and sweat was exciting. His long
bare legs slipped bare feet into his trainers. Three items of clothing and
that was all he was wearing.

"I'm going to head home now," Noah said. "I'm sure there will be a next
time soon. Don't forget about me, ok?"

"How could I? You're unforgettable, Noah. A beautiful nature boy and
totally unforgettable," Mason replied.

Noah blushed a little at the compliment.

"I'll need to think of another embarrassing event for you," Mason said
thoughtfully.

"I hope you do. I'd hate for this to be the end..." said Noah.




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