Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2010 12:37:35 -0500
From: urauntwillluvme@aim.com
Subject: Drama Teacher, Exposed (High School)

Ficton
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Drama Teacher, Exposed.


Jim Sanderson took the job as high school drama teacher only 4 months ago
and here he was planning out his first big high school production.  Sure it
was only a small play with a cast of 8, but still, he was excited to be
putting on a production at all.  It was his dream!  Well, being on Broadway
was his dream, but this was a close second.

It was a short story he had written in grad school, a Greek tragedy of
sorts.  Standard love story, sexy male lead falls in love with the cute
ingenue, and ends up dying before they could ever be together.  The story
was far from original, but not half bad.  Jim was proud of it, even with
its flaws, but mainly he was proud to be putting it on for an audience.
And kind of excited because all the men are dressed in nothing but robes.

The auditions were taking place today, after school and he had to select 5
guys and 3 girls.  The drama kids all rolled in, as expected, and did their
monologues, most to a dissatisfying degree.  Naturally, having worked with
these kids for awhile now, he knew who would be good for what role and had
practically cast the whole play even before the auditions.

He did not, however, have a male in mind for the lead.  He had to be
strong, powerful, and sexy.  None of the drama kids really fit that role.
Sure, some were cute, but none were the beefed up, manly sexy he needed for
this character.

Brilliantly he devised a plan; a plan to get Gregg, the senior quarterback
involved in this play.  No matter what it took.

The next morning, before his third period class began, he stopped Gregg in
the hall as he was entering.

"Real quick, Gregg, I need to discuss your grade in the class so far."

"Sure, Mr. Sanderson, what about it?" Gregg asked, dumbfoundedly.

"Well, as you know you need to maintain a 2.5 GPA to stay on the team, and
frankly, with what you've got in drama class so far, you're not going to
cut it."

"I really need a better grade, man.  Is there anything I can do?"

This was going to be easier than he planned, thought Jim.

"Actually, yes, there is.  If you're willing to partake in the play I will
gladly give you the grade you need to pass the class and stay on the team."

The bell for class rang, indicating they had to go inside, but Jim knew he
now had the sexy male lead he needed.


The following day, at rehearsal, Gregg stumbled through his lines, poorly,
awkwardly and without any grace.  Gregg was no actor, but he sure was nice
to look at.  And in nothing but a sheet, he'd be even nicer to look at.

Rehearsals resumed for the following couple of weeks.  Gregg, surprisingly,
learned his lines.  His believability was still not quite up to par, but it
was better than Jim had imagined it would be so he didn't push it.

Besides, what he was really interested in, was just about to begin.

"All right everyone!" Jim called out to the cast.

"Tomorrow is the fitting for costumes, don't forget.  I've been working
with Ms Anderson, the home ec teacher, to put them together and she and I
will be doing the fittings.  I'll be working with the guys and she will be
fitting the girls, so don't be late!"

With that everyone filed out and went home for the evening.

Jim could hardly wait!


"All right boys," Jim called out, trying to settle them all down.

"But Mr Sanderson, these are nothing but sheets!" cried one of the cast
members.

"Well, it IS a Greek tragedy, Jacob.  What did you expect?"

"I don't know, I just thought I would be wearing more, I guess," Jacob
replied.

Jacob was a cute kid, 17 and smart.  Lanky with moppy brown hair and
shining blue eyes.  He wasn't all that defined, but still, nice to look at.
And with a surprisingly large bulge in his briefs; a new revelation to Jim
Sanderson.

"OK, OK, settle down guys.  I know you might be a bit uncomfortable with
standing around in your underwear, but that is why we split the boys and
the girls up.  We're all guys here, so there's nothing to be embarrassed
about," Jim instructed the boys.

"Gregg, I need you to undress so I can fit your costume properly," asked
Jim.

Gregg stripped, fairly quickly, leaving his baggy boxers on, and loafed
over towards Mr. Sanderson.  Mr. Sanderson could tell Gregg and his state
of undress intrigued most of the boys.  He knew a couple of them were
likely gay, but certainly never had any conversations about it with any of
them.

Jim began fashioning the robe around Gregg and had to stop.

"Gregg, I need you to do me a favor.  I need you to take the boxers off,
they're bulking up in the sides and it's causing an ill fit," Jim demanded
as he pulled the robe off of Gregg.

"But, Mr Sanderson!  In front of everyone here?" Gregg looked a little
alarmed.

This is perfect.  This is exactly what Jim had hoped would happen.

"Gregg, you're on the football team, right?"

"Uh, yeah..."

"Do you undress in front of your team mates?  Shower with them after
games?"

By now ALL the boys in the room were silent, and staring.

"Yeah, but that's different."

"How?" implored Jim.

"Well, it's the team.  We all are naked so its not such a big deal."

Of course!  Jim had an even more brilliant idea!

"Fair enough, I see your point....  Everyone!"

All eyes shifted to Mr. Sanderson.

"Everyone, please completely undress.  Including your underwear.  We are
going to be doing the fittings completely naked."

A chorus of gasps, "buts!" and awkward shufflings erupted from the group.

"I don't want to hear it!  You signed up for this play, you have to know
what it takes to be a real actor!  Exposing yourself, emotionally is a big
part.  Physically should be nothing.  And again, we're all men here, there
is nothing we haven't seen!"

There was a eerie silence in the room and then the boys began to pull their
underwear off.

Jim was in heaven.  He had no designs this great.  He simply wanted to see
Gregg naked.  He didn't think he'd get to see ALL the boys naked.  It was a
porn fantasy come true.

Jacob was cut, and had quite a hefty set of balls.  Mark and John were
average, both cut and thick with shaved pubes -- who knew?!  And Curtis was
uncut; a pleasant surprise.

All boys were naked, standing around gawking at Gregg, who still had his
boxers on.

"All right, Gregg, no more excuses.  Off with the boxers."

Gregg idled for a few seconds more when Jim finally reached down and tugged
them down to his ankles for him.  Gregg's flaccid cut cock bounced slightly
at the sudden movement, almost slapping Jim in the nose.

There was a slight gasp in the room.

Jim and ALL the boys were staring at Gregg's cock.  Jim immediately thought
to himself: all the stories I read, all the porns I watch -- the star
quarterback with his amazing body and his 10" dick!  This guy is nothing
like that!

Gregg's face grew red.  He knew everyone was staring at his small cock.  He
knew he had been shamed in front of his drama teacher and fellow
classmates.  He wanted to curl up in a ball and just vanish.

Jim paused, perhaps a moment too long, and Gregg quickly covered his dick.

"OK, so I'm small.  Now you know!"

Jim hadn't expected this, nor had he expected this reaction from Gregg.  He
wasn't sure how to respond.

"Gregg.  You're not small.  You're fine."

Jim could tell Gregg was almost on the verge of tears.

"Gregg, I probably shouldn't be saying this, but you are not small at all.
In fact, you and I are probably the same size."

What was Jim doing???  He just referenced his own penis size in front of 5
students!  He was surely done for now.  He'd never teach in this town, nay,
this country, again!

The room was silent.  Gregg looked Jim straight in the eyes and stammered,
"Really?"

It was too late now, Jim thought, no going back.

"Yeah, really."

"Can I see?" asked Gregg.

As if the room couldn't get any more quiet, it seemingly had.

All eyes were on Jim.

"Ugh, I really shouldn't be doing this."

"Please?" pleaded Gregg.

"Yeah!  Come on Mr. Sanderson!  You've seen ours.  It's only fair,"
declared Mark.

"Oh God.  If I do this guys, I could lose my job!"

"We won't tell, promise!" swore Jacob, his flaccid cock noticeably thicker,
and elevated slightly away from his body.

Jim closed his eyes, unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor.  He
quickly tugged his briefs down, exposing his own 5" erect dick to the boys.

"Oh shit, dude!  He's hard already!" uttered Jacob.

Jim couldn't help it.  He was embarrassed, he was ashamed, but he was
excited too.  He's never been in this situation before.

As a kid his fellow classmates laughed at his smaller penis size.  Growing
up he started to develop a passion and a lust for exposing other guys, big
or small, and slowly learned he grew a lust for exposing himself too.

"You know, Mr. Sanderson, it's actually really nice!" Jacob declared.

Jim realized he had his eyes closed this whole time, and opened them,
staring down and Jacob's cock, which was probably a good 7", completely
hard.

What was going on?  Jim was swimming in delirium.  Here he was, cock out,
erect, in front of 5 of his students, all of whom were completely naked,
and most now either erect or getting there.  Even Gregg was slightly
chubbed up.

"OK, OK, OK!  You've seen it, and now we need to get back to this fitting!
You guys promised.  My career is on the line here.  You seriously can't
mention this to anyone!"

"We won't, Mr. Sanderson," Gregg swore, "but you got to do one thing."

"What's that?"

"Finish the fittings completely naked too."

With little left of his dignity, a simple prayer that this never escaped
this room, Jim Sanderson sighed, unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of
his pants.  His erect 5" cock bouncing with every step he took.

He fitted each boy, he slightly grazed each cock during each fitting and he
even let Jacob give a quick tug on Jim's own cock.

It was an unreal experience.  And he truly hoped it would happen again,
despite any possible consequences.