Date: Thu, 4 May 2023 18:07:11 +0100 From: J. Forrester Subject: Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist - Chapter Thirty-One When this story comes to a close, my next project will be a sequel to Anthology (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/anthology/). Anthology is a series of short stories about alternate universes & falling in love; public humiliation & exhibition punishments; mind control & sexual manipulation; invisibility & nudity; teleportation, empathy & unlikely romance; and, a hyperbolic scheme thwarted by a seductive spy. Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Thirty-One: The Last Day of Nude Term FRIDAY 06TH MAY 2022 Noah supressed a grin as he caught his dad looking. It was to be Noah's last day at Five Dukes Boys School – well, there were still six weeks of exams but today was the last day of learning at high school and Noah had been feeling excited and melancholy about it. Now he was sitting in his dad's car which had come to a halt at traffic lights as they headed towards the centre of the city. Noah was naked. Noah was aware that he usually travelled to school in his uniform and took it off once he arrived but it didn't seem strange to be naked in the car. It had probably been Daniel's idea. The only part of Noah that was covered was the diagonal band of the seatbelt across his chest and the horizontal band that crossed the bottom of his abdomen. The contrast between the black strap and Noah's creamy skin was stark – as stark as Noah's hairless groin. His dad was so busy sneaking a peek at Noah's penis that he didn't notice the lights turning green until an impatient beep from the car behind. The road seemed to lengthen as they travelled through the city centre with school and work commuters lining the pavements and the vehicles all around them. "Are you excited for your last day of school?" Bruce asked. "I guess so. I'm kinda sad about it too," Noah confessed. Noah's legs shifted agitatedly, his silky thighs squeezing his testicles that sat between them. Noah's penis was totally flaccid, a few inches long and hidden inside the foreskin, while his balls were slack inside his satin smooth scrotum. "It's normal to feel that way, Noah. Finishing school is a big change for anyone but especially you," Bruce asserted. "Especially me?" Noah asked. "You won't be naked at school anymore," Bruce pointed out. "I can still be naked at home. And in the car," Noah joked. The car stopped again and a group of exuberant boys pushed each other around and laughed as they crossed the street. They noticed Noah and sniggered at his toplessness which seemed strange because it wasn't as if they'd never seen a topless boy before. Maybe Noah just imagined they were laughing because he knew he was naked. The spotlight effect. "Do people still say cheese?" Bruce asked. "What?" Noah replied bewilderedly. His dad pointed out the window beside Noah and the seventeen-year-old looked to see three boys snapping pictures of him with their mobile phones. The boys were giggling and even more delighted now that their pictures included Noah's face. One of the boys turned his phone around to show the images he'd recorded – Noah's face was in all of them, either in profile or facing them. His chest, nipples, hairless groin, genitals and thighs were all in view of several pictures. Noah's smooth legs and bare feet even snuck into view even though they were stretching into the footwell. Even worse, the pictures appeared to have been uploaded to the boy's Instagram and Sextr page. Naked pictures of him would be shared by all his friends. The car moved away and Noah covered his dick at last – even though it was way too late. "You saw them taking pictures of me?" Noah complained. "I thought you liked that sort of thing?" Bruce chuckled. "I do... I do..." Noah replied certainly and uncertainly. Noah relaxed with a chuckle of his own and when he moved his hands, he revealed a boner. Bruce looked his son up and down and then reached over and grabbed Noah's cock. Noah gasped as his dad jerked him in the car on the way to school – a journey that seemed to be taking longer than was normal. Not that Noah was inclined to complain – his hard-on was now oozing precum and making his dad's hand sticky. Bruce pulled his hand away to slow down, change gear and then pull on the hand break as they stopped at more traffic lights. "The school isn't far. Why don't you walk from here?" his dad suggested. It was a beautiful day already – a bright and warm May morning. "Because I'm naked?" Noah sputtered. "And erect," his dad smirked. Bruce was now openly looking at the teenagers nakedness and boyishness – though there was nothing boyish about the seven-inch cock throbbing from Noah's groin. "I... I can't walk through the streets naked, can I?" Noah asked. Yet as the thought took hold, the conclusion seemed inevitable. "Don't forget your schoolbag, son," his dad reminded him. Noah pulled the handle of the door and put his barefoot outside. He wasn't even wearing shoes. The road was solid but not cold and as soon as he opened the car door, people on the street beside him noticed. It was hard not to notice a naked boy climbing out of a car. Noah stood up and closed the car door, stepped to the back to open the rear passenger door and leaned in to grab his schoolbag. A hand patted his ass and when Noah looked over his shoulder he saw boys in uniform and men in suits gawking at him. Everyone from Noah's school had seen him naked but none of these boys looked familiar. Everyone stared at him like he was a never-before-seen attraction – and he was very, very attractive. Noah could again see his nudity being captured by onlookers, this time his bare back, ass and beautiful legs. What Noah didn't realise was the dangle of his balls was also within view between his hairless thighs. When he turned around there was open amazement at his public arousal. "See you later, Noah. Have a good day at school," his dad called and drove away to leave the naked boy all alone with the horny crowd. "School?" "What school do you go to?" "Why are you naked?" "How old are you?" "You're totally hairless." "You've got a big willy though." "Yes. Five Dukes Boys School. I'm a nudist. I'm seventeen. I shave. My cock is eighteen centimetres long," Noah answered the question. It was so illogical. All these hot boys and men. No revulsion at his nudity. Noah's dick spurted precum from the delight of it all. "That thing get much action?" "Does your ass get much action." "What's your name?" "Jerk it, kid." "I've had sex with lots of young men. I like getting fucked in the ass by big cocks. My name is Noah McNelis," Noah replied and started stroking himself too. "Oh fuck, I can't believe he's actually doing it." Noah came to his senses – he was naked in the street and surrounded by people openly recording him and asking vulgar questions. Cars and taxis and buses were passing by with eye-popping amazement at what they were all seeing. Noah started to walk towards the school – not far up the street, he could cross the road and then it was straight on to the school. A five-minute walk which was a long time when you were a nude in public. His schoolbag covered his back but sat just above his small butt. The straps crossed over his shoulders but his chest and everything else remained exposed. Why was he naked? Why wasn't he wearing his uniform to school like he always did? Before Noah could ponder these questions, which might have burst the bubble, he was distracted by more questions from strangers. "Do you shave to make yourself look younger?" "Jailbait?" "Did you shave your legs too?" "I shaved to help my boyfriend with his art project. I'm seventeen so not jailbait. I didn't need to shave my legs, they're always smooth," Noah responded again. Noah stopped at the pedestrian crossing and waited for the green man – still stroking his big dick. When the green light came on, he crossed the road, still followed by a rowdy crowd and stopping traffic even without the road crossing signals. Noah's cock was like a compass pointing the way to school or like a divining rod leading everyone on a journey. Suddenly outside the school it wasn't just the pedestrians of random schoolboys and men his peers from school became his audience. They had seen him naked so many times but not outdoors. Not like this. They were forbidden to film him. The addition of countless, faceless strangers excited his peers in a way Noah had never experienced during his time as a schoolboy nudist. "Please stop looking at me," Noah suddenly pleaded. "We've already seen everything." "Everyone has seen everything." "Noah, what are you doing?" asked Mr Cooke. "Have you made all these people fall in love with you?" Mr Cooke didn't even hide his gaze – since everyone was looking at Noah's cock, there was no need to feign disinterest. "I'm just a nude boy, nobody loves me," Noah pouted. "He's just a nude boy, from a rude family." "Spare him this life from this monstrosity." The monstrosity was the outline of Mr Cooke's massive cock – the eight-and-a-half-inch long schlong, six inches in girth – which made a damp spot of precum in the man's trousers. Where was that music coming from? "Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?" Noah complained. "No, we will not let you go." "Let him go!" "No, we will not let you go." "Let him go!" Wait... what? Noah was dreaming! It seemed so obvious now. With the realisation, the bubble burst! Just knowing he was dreaming was causing it to collapse. Yet Noah wanted to be there, he wanted to hold onto it and go back in. Noah wanted to enjoy the inconsequence of his actions but it was too late and he roused to the softness of his bed, soft skin against his own and a soft kiss on his lips. "Wake up," Morys said softly. A smile reached Noah's lips as he opened his eyes to see Morys. Morys was in his bed – it was still the final Friday but the school run hadn't started yet and as much as he would like to, Noah knew he would not do it naked. He would mention it to Dan though – just for fun. "I like waking up with you," Noah murmured. Noah and Morys played footsie under the covers – bare feet and legs glided against each other and Noah's smooth legs could feel the downy prickled of Morys's hair. Noah kissed Morys with a quick peck and his hand slide up Morys's bicep and then back down his chest, the wiry hairs in the centre were disrupted like leaves on a tree shaken by a breeze. "I'm glad you like the underwear I got you..." Noah said. Noah grinded his bare groin into Morys's cotton-clad genitals and he grinned seductively at his boyfriend. He had bought Morys underwear for his birthday and they were snug fitting, grabbing his ass and making even a flaccid dick pop in the front. "I love them," Morys said, patting his add. "...But you don't have to wear them," Noah concluded with a flutter of his eyelashes. "Stop it," Morys said and he slapped Noah's arm playfully. "You boys are too cute but it's time to get up," said a voice from the doorway. Noah looked over to Dan and rolled his eyes. His big brother was too big brotherly sometimes. "I was having the most wonderful dream," Noah declared. He rolled onto his back and put his arms behind his head, exposing his bare armpits. He liked his bare armpits. Body shame was for people who were insecure and there was no aspect of his body that Noah was ashamed about – he could feel shame and embarrassment but he was not actually ashamed of being a hairless boy. "And you were there and you and you..." Morys gently mocked. "What was your dream about?" Dan asked as he walked into Noah's room. Dan proceeded to open the blinds – spring sunshine had illuminated them and brightened the room but with them open, the light shone in directly and made Noah's room even brighter. "I was going to school..." Noah started to say. Daniel pulled the sheet off the bed to expose Noah's nudity and Morys in just his boxer-briefs. "Hey!" Morys protested. Morys didn't mind anyone seeing his legs or bare chest so it must have been the semi he was working on in his underwear that caused him to sit up and discretely hide it from Noah's big brother. "I was naked," Noah ventured. "Of course you were," Daniel and Morys said at the same time. They chuckled and Noah drew them both a look – he wasn't keen on them ganging up on him. "Dad was driving. I was naked in the car and he dropped me off in the city centre and I had to walk the rest of the way in front of everyone," Noah continued. "Yea, I bet you hated that," Dan said sarcastically. "The boys and men took pictures of me," Noah added. "I'll take pictures of you," Morys offered. "And asked me embarrassing questions," Noah ignored Morys too. "Then everyone started singing a parody of Bohemian Rapsody." "That's... weird..." Morys said. "Yea. That part was where it got weird," Noah observed – for anyone else the naked in public part would have been the weird part. Noah, Daniel and Morys laughed at the absurdity of suggesting walking naked to school was totally normal but a musical-style finale was strange. "You guys should get showered and dressed," Daniel told them. They looked at the time and they had already wasted ten minutes longer than they should have. "You can use the big bathroom, Morys. Dad has an ensuite I can use," Noah proposed. Morys was glad his half-mast boner had gone down and hopped out of bed. He grabbed his bag with his school uniform and headed for the bathroom, passing Daniel and leaving the brothers alone. "I'll drive you school naked if you want?" Dan smirked. "No thanks," Noah replied. "Then why tell me the story?" Daniel theatrically complained. "So, I could tell you no when you asked and ruin your day," Noah joked. "It'll make me feel sad if you don't let me drive you to school naked," Dan tried to emotionally blackmail his little brother. "I don't wanna talk, if it makes you feel sad, and I understand..." Noah sang as he too got out of bed. "You know I hate musicals," Dan tried to interrupt. "...you've come to shake my prostate gland..." Noah modified, passing Dan and heading for the bedroom door. "That doesn't even make sense," Dan admonished. Noah crossed the hall and entered his dad's bedroom. He hadn't bothered getting his uniform – he could go back to his room to get dressed – and there would be a towel in the ensuite. Noah heard Dan going back downstairs as he headed for his dad's shower. Noah didn't even hear the shower running until he opened the door. Bruce was naked and wet! Noah just looked for a moment and a split second before he was caught peeping, Noah took a step forward. "Noah!" Bruce protested. "Sorry dad but Morys stayed over and he's using the big bathroom. I thought I could use your shower?" Noah said. "I'm using my shower," Bruce objected. Bruce covered his penis and balls as he spoke to his son who made no effort to cover up at all. Bruce stepped out from under the spraying water and towards the entrance to the shower. The big man filled the space in a way that Noah with his slighter frame would not have. "Can I share?" Noah asked. "Can't you share with Morys?" his dad pointed out. "Probably," Noah shrugged but he didn't move. The father and son exchanged gazes for a moment before Bruce relented; he lifted one hand in a welcoming gesture and turned his back to walk back under the showerhead. Noah stepped under the water too and together the father and son showered in silence. Bruce felt awkward and Noah felt horny. Noah liked that his dad kept trying not to look – they had been intimate before so he didn't really see the big deal. Well, he did understand why it was a big deal but Noah was a happy and healthy teenager and far more concerned with pleasure than common sense. "Can you wash my back?" Noah asked. Bruce was about to complain or ask "can't you wash your own" but Noah had already turned his back on his dad. Bruce stared at Noah's smooth back, the curve of his boyish buttocks and the sublime length of his silky legs. Bruce applied lather to his hands and started to rub Noah's back. Facing away from the man, Noah got hard and delighted in being erect in the shower with his own dad. It was more exciting than embarrassing but there was still some part of Noah that knew to be mildly humiliated by popping a boner with his dad. If Noah was mildly humiliated by the moment, Bruce was positively mortified. His cock had responded to the soft flesh and the vision of beauty. It was his own son and it had always been wrong to realise a desire for intimacy with him but nine months ago Bruce had had an orgy with both his sons and Jamie, a family friend young enough to be his son, so perhaps he was passed the point of reason. His attraction felt like infidelity, no matter how innocent Bruce told him it was. Bruce felt his cock pulse – it was fully erect and pointing from his hairy groin. Stepping forward, the tip of his cock touched Noah's cheeks. Noah looked over his shoulders with a satisfied grin – the little tease had hoped this would happen. Noah didn't turn but reached behind him to grab the thick cock, stroking it with a wet hand, and pulling it closer to his ass. Noah bent just slightly as he tugged the hot head between his cheeks. Then Noah stepped back, closer to his dad, and his dad's erection slid up the crack. Bruce's cock found itself pressed between Noah's smooth back and his own abdomen. Noah grinded his ass into his dad's balls, working his buttocks up and down to stroke his father. Noah stood on his tip toes, almost gripping his dad's seven inches between his cheeks. "Noah..." Bruce warned. Noah stepped forward and turned around – exposing his own seven inches. Father and son were both over seven inches really but there were differences in the girth and the veins, the dangle of their testes and the hair topping them. Bruce was used to seeing Noah barefoot and bare assed around the house – his little nudist son seldom if ever popped a boner though. Seeing Noah's hairless groin and from it an impressive erection was really quite something. Noah brought their cocks together, top to tail, and tried to put a hand around them both, wanking them together. Meat rubbed against meat and Noah's cock snot leaked into Bruce's pubes. "Noah, I'm going to..." Bruce warned but he was too humiliated to actually say it. Noah dropped to his knees, "Cum?" Noah kissed his dad's cock, pursing his lips to taste the entire head and then engulfing as much of the shaft as he could. It took only a minute of oral sex for the teenage son to bring his father to orgasm. As Bruce ejaculated, he put his hands on Noah's head and felt his jizz fill the boy's mouth. Noah ate the entire load and even when he pulled back, he cleaned his dads cock with lips and tongue. The water had continued to pour on top of them, sluicing away any mess and cleaning them both physically. Noah and Bruce still had the conscience to feel just a little appalled by their taboo intimacy. Though Noah was still inclined to feel sex did not need to be as complicated as some made it to be. Noah wiped his mouth and stood up. "Thanks dad. That was nice," Noah said. "Noah... I shouldn't have..." Bruce tried to say. Noah kissed his dad on the cheek and stepped out of the shower. Carefree and nonchalant, Noah left his dad behind. He wanted it to be clear there was nothing to apologise for. He was a consenting boy who had wanted it. As the taste of his dad's spunk settled in his tummy, Noah watched Morys tying his school tie. Morys accepted that Noah had extracurricular sexual activities but Noah somehow doubted this was something his boyfriend would understand. Noah felt guilty about keeping it a secret and for having blown his dad with his boyfriend just next door. Was it cheating? Noah still had feelings for Morys – he didn't want his dad to be his boyfriend. Noah was dating Morys – sex and hand holding and movies and kissing. That was more important and meaningful than a hasty and untroubled blowjob. "We're going to be late for school... unless you're going like that?" Morys asked. "Dan already asked and no, I'm going to get dressed," Noah replied. As he got dressed, Morys seemed thoughtful. "Are you ok?" Noah asked. "I feel sad about our last day of school. We won't even be together," Morys said. Noah attended Five Dukes Boys School and Morys attended Barons Edge Comprehensive. They had met thanks to an exchange programme, though Morys was not in the programme itself, but the MPC Exchange had ended now. Morys was right – it was a melancholy moment and one that might have been helped if they were together. "Me too. But we can be together later. We're all going to be together," Noah said. The whole gang had made plans for after school but first they had to actually get through the day. Somehow, Noah didn't think it would be an uneventful day. Daniel drove Morys and Noah to school – dropping Morys off first and then heading towards Five Dukes Boys school. "Do you dream about walking to school naked a lot?" Daniel asked. "Not really. It was a cool dream though," Noah admitted. "I wouldn't really make you do it in reality you know," Dan insisted gently. "I know. You were just having fun at my expense," Noah replied. "I like you teasing me." Dan grinned – he had been instrumental in initiating Noah's adventures and in supporting his lifestyle. For all Dan fulfilled an annoying big brother role, he was also compassionate and protective of Noah. "Maybe you can roleplay as a school boy?" Daniel suggested. "At one of those EMARP things you love." "Maybe," Noah agreed. "I am going to miss school... I'm going to miss not wearing my uniform though." Noah and Daniel laughed together at the quip. "How does Morys feel about it? Does he know?" Daniel asked. "That I'm a nudist at school?" Noah asked facetiously. "No, the other thing," Dan clarified seriously. "Does my boyfriend know that I attend roleplays that usually end up with me naked and having sex with other men?" Noah asked rhetorically. "Yes. He knows." "Good," Dan responded. Noah was as ready as he'd ever be for his last say of nude term. Noah lifted his schoolbag from the back seat and almost had flashbacks to his dream. "You got your lunch, a pen and paper?" Daniel asked in a mothering way. "Yes, I have everything," Noah insisted. "Well, I made you a smoothie for breaktime," Daniel said obliquely. "Is that a joke about my pubes?" Noah asked. "No, it's a drink that's high in vitamin C and three of your five-a-day," Daniel replied. "Oh..." Noah responded. "Mango?" "Mango, orange and passionfruit," Dan elucidated. "Nice. Thanks, Dan," Noah cheerily replied and then closed the car door and walked towards the school. School had become a strange place for Noah. When he had been anticipating nude term starting last September, Noah had feared daily insults and humiliation. The entire school were certainly surprised and curious, but most were not insulting. Some were embarrassed for him – walking around with his bare but and penis exposed, displaying his shaved privates publicly – but most had gotten used to it. Noah had gotten used to the freedom of his exposure. It wasn't exhibitionism – he didn't do it for sexual gratification. But Noah did enjoy being naked at school and he was going to miss it. Noah went to the boys changing room and fulfilled his usual routine. Stripping had been unceremonious since that first day of nude term eight months ago... The day he had been tricked by Mr Cooke into stripping naked in the classroom and emerging into the school corridor to the open-mouthed amazement of the lucky boys loitering there. The day he had been told to get dressed again until the Head Teacher had the chance to explain Noah's predilection. The day he had stripped totally naked on stage in front of Year's 10-13. Noah still masturbated about it sometimes – boys aged fourteen to seventeen watching him get naked... now it was pretty much normal for the whole school to see him. Noah also thought about the documentary made by a group of Lower Sixth boys – a biopic about Noah's nudity at school that had caught him peeing and getting an accidental erection. Well, `accidental' erection, actually. And then he'd been caught wanking in class. That had been a fun day but it was hard to believe that had been near the beginning of nude term – six months ago. Naked and clothes stored away, Noah made his way back to the main throughfare of the school. The looks – some coy, some guarded, some open, some fleeting – remained flattering even when they thoughts of the boys looking at him were not. Noah tried not to dwell on what the boys must think of him. Would they think he was an idiot, a freak, an exhibitionist? Did they think he was pathetic, average, small? Did they think he was disgusting, pitiful, lewd? "Noah!" Matty called. "Help!" Noah was broken free from his reverie as he walked towards his friends – inevitably to settle a tedious debate. "Help me out here, is cereal a soup?" Matty asked him. "Of course not," Ronan insisted. <> "How can it be soup?" Ronan demanded – of the voice or Mateo was unclear. "Soup is basically stuff in fluid," Matty asserted. Noah shared a look with Ronan, Toby and Samir. It was a look that said: "Are you sure? Because that doesn't sound right." "According to Wikipedia..." Samir started to correct him. "Well, what do they know?" Mateo huffed. "...Soup is a primarily liquid food served hot or cold that's made by combining ingredients with stock, water or... or milk," Samir said disheartened. "Yes! I fucking knew it," Matty declared. <> "Yea, alright!" Ronan objected. Noah beat him to it though. "I mean, cereal is still cereal even without milk," Noah pointed out. <> "Exactly," Ronan said. <> "I thought you were on my side?" Mateo huffed at Noah. "Why? Why would you think that?" Noah replied. When did anyone ever not think Matty's questions were like looking into the mind of someone who was mentally ill? "Is dry cereal soup too?" Samir asked mockingly. "Rice crispies and milk equals soup," Matty ignored him. "Cornflakes and milk equals soup. Cocoa Pops and milk equals soup," Matty insisted. "Isn't soup usually hot... and savoury?" Toby asked cautiously. "Oh I don't know, why don't you ask Wikipedia," Mateo said sarcastically. "Generally warm or hot but may be cool or cold," Samir conceded. Matty smiled smugly. "Is fruit salad soup?" Ronan asked thoughtfully. <> "Don't you start," Noah said with his head in his hands. "How can fruit salad be a soup, Ronan? It's literally got salad in its name," Matty said with deadly seriousness. "Honestly, can you believe how ridiculous this guy is?" <> Ronan screwed his face up at the mixed metaphor, assuming that was what it was. "Morning Noah," an approaching voice interrupted. Noah looked to see Dural and Jasper with Jonas just behind them. "Hi Jasper," Noah replied. "How's it hanging, Noah?" Jasper asked with a chuckle and a wink to Noah's penis. "Short and shrivelled," Noah responded. His friends and others who had overheard the quip laughed appropriately. "Don't put yourself down like that Noah," Jonas said softly. Noah smiled shyly. He had liked Jonas who had managed to avoid being a third wheel to Dural and Jasper. Jonas was a sweet and kind guy and a part of Noah realised how much he had missed out on by not embracing romance and affection sooner. He still wanted to fuck and be fucked by most boys he met but he also appreciated Jonas's softness and sincerity. "Are you excited about the last day?" asked Jasper. "I'm undecided. It's kinda sad, I think," Noah replied. "We're certainly going to miss seeing you," Dural insisted. "Please stop perving over other boys," Jasper chastised his boyfriend. "You're the only boy for me," Dural asserted and offered Jasper a kiss and a cuddle. "Get a room, guys," Jonas joked. In response, Dural and Jasper pulled Jonas into a kiss and a cuddle. Which was sweet. "I'm just jealous," Jonas claimed. "You wouldn't need to be jealous if you hurried up and asked Miles out already," Dural said. "Shhh!" Jonas hissed. Just then the bell rang to call students to their registration class. The boys started moving off, with Noah and Ronan finding themselves trailing at the back, giving Noah's bare arse no coverage from the Year 11's behind him. <> They were approaching the end of the lesson immediately preceding breaktime when there was a knock on the door and three boys entered carrying a heavy pile of books. "Can I help you?" their teacher asked without irritation – he had checked out for the day before the kids had. "Yearbooks, sir." "Special delivery for the Year 13's." "We come baring gifts of glam, foolishness and mirth." Their teacher rolled his eyes and waved them to deliver the books around the room. Dural had his hand up and the teacher gestured for him to speak. "Sir? We have a special surprise for someone in the room," Dural said. "Noah McNelis has a whole section in the Yearbook all to himself," Jasper added. Noah blushed and wanted to sink into his seat. He should have seen this coming – humiliating pictures and commentary. Jokes and jibes about his appearance. Stories about his exploits. Noah's most fervent hope was that no-one had discovered his participation in EMARP. This occurred to him because Dural and Jasper had attended Noah's very first roleplay eighteen months ago. They wouldn't do that to him, would they? Or maybe they'd reveal that he had been stripped totally naked in a public street last February. Noah had, almost literally, ran into boys from High Baron High School who had taken pictures of him. Luckily Noah had covered his face but unluckily he had popped a boner and his naked arse had appeared in the local newspaper. Even without those things being revealed, there were plenty of embarrassing events that had happened at school. The time he'd gone to glass after being masturbated on (while still wearing his uniform) or the time he'd been caught nude and hard in the storeroom by Mr Cooke. It was one thing for everyone to know he was a nudist but an intimate retelling of humiliating stories enshrined in the Yearbook for everyone to carry with them for years to come was quite another. "Turn to page sixteen," Toby said with a gentle pat on Noah's arm. The touch was so gentle and reassuring. Whatever was about to happen, it couldn't be that bad because Toby was smiling serenely. Everyone was smiling at him. WTF?! Noah turned to page sixteen and at first could not make sense of what he was seeing. As he read, he found a lump in his throat and tears threatening to well in his eyes. The pages were covered in comments all about him. He had no idea... no idea... "If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?" "I wish I had your balls Noah. And your ass, your legs and your hairstyle." "You gave me the confidence to wear shorts for the first time... ever!" "Thought you were mad on the first day of term. I remain undecided. LOL!" "Seeing you naked has helped me to accept my body. Thank you." "Love the dick. I'm going to miss the dick. Also, your personality." "Shaved pubes? Is there anything you won't do? Asking for a friend." "Never thought seeing a boys penis would turn me on." "So nudism isn't as weird as I thought. Nudism at school? Couldn't happen to a prettier boy." "Your beautiful, it's true." "Bodies come in all shapes and sizes. Seeing you has been really special." "Maybe you don't know but people talk about you. All good things." "You've got lovely legs." "I like your bum." "Totally! Naked! Boy! In! School! OMG! #PicsOrItDidn'tHappen (kidding)." "You have really pretty feet." "As someone who has hidden the fact he has delayed puberty, it's been incredible to see your naked body at school. You're a gorgeous, hairless boy and I'm grateful you made me feel less strange." "Ok, I thought you were a nutter for exposing yourself. Now I'm gay! Thanks!" "Walking behind you in the corridor all I can think about is ******* you until my **** falls off." "I will never be able to forget that I spent my entire last year of school with a nudist boy." "Thank you for showing everyone that nudism isn't sexual. It's not exhibitionism and it's not embarrassing. Is it a little embarrassing?" "Do you have an onlyfans? You should have an onlyfans. Please get an onlyfans. I am not sponsored by onlyfans." "You are too cute! Stop being so cute!" "Well, can't pretend I didn't enjoy the time you got a boner in front of everyone." "At least with a hairless groin, your boyfriend won't get pubes in his teeth. Very thoughtful." "I can't stop looking at you. Beautiful inside and out." "For a boy to strut around naked takes real courage. We've all come to respect and admire you." "I mean, seriously, it's just a penis. It's a nice penis, but it's just a penis." "Hairless below the neck is a good look for you." "Your legs are magnificent!" "I love your dimples... Am I talking about your face or your ass cheeks? Who knows?" "Most boys would be humiliated to be seen nude. Bravo for proving we don't need to be ashamed." "I can't believe we all got to look at you naked all day. I will miss your penis. No homo." "I respect your mind too much to comment on your hot ass." "If you ever want to get naked other places, we'd be cool with that. The shops, the park, in church." "I came to accept the size of my penis by looking at you for a year. You are fantastic." "Thanks to you, I discovered I like feet. Like, a lot." "So, you're naked at home and at school? K." "Seriously impressed you don't get hard every single day." "Take away the designer labels and aren't we all a 5ft 10 teenager with no hairs?" "I now know that nudists aren't just perverts. You are sincerely shameless and I'll miss you." "I liked when I saw you naked and you had short pubes and then you came to school with no pubes." "It turns out you are way hotter than I realised." "So... 2 inches... was it cold in school or am I the weirdo for having a 6-inch flaccid willy?" "Does being a nudist save on laundry? Don't know why I thought about that." "It's been amazing to realise the is no shame in nudity." "Can't believe your so prudish. LOL." "I think there might be pictures of you. Online. Never seen a negative thing about you." "Your confidence to show basically everyone a two-inch penis is remarkable. *Not sarcasm.*" "Honestly don't know how you'll go back to wearing clothes when you start Uni/ work. LOL!" "If someone saw my dick every day, I'd be mortified. I think that says more about me than you." "If you only wear your uniform to travel to and from school and you're nude the rest of the time, does that mean you're naked for 23 hours a day?" "I know it is poor etiquette to comment on a nudists body but you do have a nice body." "I think I'm bisexual because I like your penis. You're really good looking." "At least we can't say we haven't caught you metaphorically with your pants down... literally is a different matter. LOL!" "Everyone in the school has seen you naked? The boys, the teachers, the janitor? I don't know how you can stand it. But I'm impressed you do." "Two or three inches is normal. They get bigger. Who knew?" "You are so gorgeous. Every part of your body is beautiful." "Some people say you don't look 17 but we're all different shapes and sizes so I don't know what that means." "I've not looked that hairless for more than five years. Used to think it was weird. Then I discovered manscaping. Do you get a shaving rash too?" "You should be a model. You look incredible." "I'd never seen an uncircumcised penis before. You're the most secure boy I've ever seen." "Still do not understand how you do not die of embarrassment." "So before you shaved, that wasn't manscaping? That was literally how much pubes you have?" "Do not know how you can let seven hundred boys and dozens of men see you naked every day." "Easy to be so confident when you go from 5cm to HUGE! Who knew you were so well-endowed." "We all know you have the balls for nudity. Good show. LOL!" "I'll think about you often." "Your confidence to show your body is amazing." "Your nudity is absolutely beautiful." "You are a hairless wonder." "You've shown more people than you can ever know that there is no shame in how you look." "Shameless!" "Never even had the confidence to go shirtless on the beach until I saw you nude every day." "It has been so nice seeing your dinky little willy every day." The comments in the year book were such a stark contrast to the comments from his dream. In his dream, the comments were filthy smut – what did that say about himself and Noah's self-image? The comments in the Yearbook were largely complimentary, affectionate, endearing, kind, awed, respectful and free of negativity. A few were, perhaps, neutral. The comments about body confidence and accepting oneself were especially touching. Noah had no idea he'd had such a positive impact on people. If he had thought about it, he would have assumed everyone thought he was stupid or crazy; or a deviant or an exhibitionist who got kicks out of his nudity. Indeed, Noah had been thinking about that just a few hours ago and that was exactly what he'd thought people were thinking when they looked at him. The fact the entire year had taken the time to say something nice was incredibly touching. Noah would never have expected such generosity and compassion. He hadn't really given what people were thinking much thought – though just that morning he had been contemplating just that. Would they think he was: an idiot, a freak, an exhibitionist, pathetic, average, small, disgusting, pitiful, lewd... it turned out none of those things were true. Noah had underestimated his peers. He was sure there must be comments that were unpublishable but the sentiment of those on the pages in front of him were representative of incredible understanding and acceptance. "Well? Aren't you going to say something?" Matty prompted excitedly. "I'm really very touched," Noah said. "All those nice things about me are... I had no idea." "You deserved to know we thought you were amazing," Jasper asserted. "Thank you," Noah replied. "Thank you." A short time later, Noah was loitering with the rest of his friends. With the Yearbook now available to everyone and it widely known about what it said about Noah, there was more attention than ever. Boys smiled and nodded and waved and there was an abundance of notice for Noah and his presence wherever he went. It was like the beginning of nude term when his nudity had been a novelty. Perhaps that was what Noah had missed about most of the last year of school – the accustom and respect that had been shown to him. Nudism was about respect not attention and Noah had been shown respect. Admittedly, the attention was fun too. Noah was just swallowing another gulp of his smoothie when he felt an odd stirring. His penis started to feel heavy as it filled with blood, pushing out and expanding from a few inches to nearly six in a matter of seconds. "Are you ok?" asked Samir. "Ummm..." Noah responded. "You have not thrown a boner almost the entire time and on the last day, you pop wood?" Matty tittered. <> "Oh my god, I can't stop getting hard!" Noah muttered. "We noticed," Ronan said dryly. A few seconds later and Noah was fully hard – topping seven inches as he stood in the social area of the school while surrounded by his peers. Fuck! They'd just said such nice things about him. Noah's boner stuck out like a seven-inch sore thumb. It throbbed and leaked and Noah still couldn't understand why he'd gotten so hard. Luckily the bell rang and although there was intense interest, amusement and disbelief at the sudden arrival of arousal, there was no rebuke. Noah tried to wait until things had calmed down but he was swept into the stream of boys moving towards the corridor and stairs and was soon pressed up against an unexpecting fourteen-year-old from Year 9. A Year 11 boy bustled into the front position, little realising his black trousers now had a slimy trail of precum across the arse. As he went up the stairs another boy, fifteen or sixteen probably (Noah didn't know him but he was probably Year 10 or 11) stepped in front of him. The boy was wearing shorts from PE but his school shirt and tie. Noah's cock found itself smearing against the lads' legs. He looked down at Noah, who was a step below him, and then at his calve on which he had felt the tumescent smack. Noah blushed and gulped. Noah really hadn't meant to get hard! It didn't happen very often – he had very good control over his erections. Not paying attention, Noah stepped forward too soon as they reached the landing and his cock slid under the bottom cuff of the shorts, landing a wet dollop of precum on the boys briefs and the pre-ejaculate dripped back down the boy's thigh. "Fucking hell," he muttered. Noah was mortified. He'd just leaked cock snot all over a random boy! Noah reached the classroom, blushing and not looking anyone in the eyes. His usual shamelessness was lost to the humiliation of an erection on the last day of school and the last day of nude term. Noah expected the erection gradually calm down during the pre-lunch lessons but it had only just started to limp back to six inches when the bell sounded for lunchtime. It might have been even more embarrassing now because a floppy-hard six inches drooped instead of pointed and the dribbled precum onto Noah's toes. Noah remained impossibly hard and couldn't get it to go down, the cock rising again as he stood up. "Amos and I are going to move to London!" Toby said in a rush. They gang had decided to wait for the corridors to clear before heading to lunch – the aim was to avoid Noah brushing up against any more innocent boys but Noah belatedly realised he'd now need to walk into the cafeteria with all the accompanying attention instead of blending in with the crowd. "You're what?" asked Noah, caught off guard by the non sequitur. "I was hoping to distract you from... whatever that is about," Toby claimed. "But the truth is, I've bene trying to think of ways to bring it up and didn't really know how to tell you." Noah's eyebrows knotted in thought – they weren't as close as they used to be but the repairs to their friendship had renewed and strengthened it. Yet, it had taken until now for Noah to know his best friend was moving away – they had all cultivating options but the certainty of Toby's plans taking him away from Five Dukes made Noah melancholy. "I'm happy for you. Oh wait, I'm really sad too," Noah moaned and he threw himself into a hug with Toby. "Ewww!" Toby reacted as he felt the bulging cock against his leg. "Sorry," Noah apologised. "I'm really excited about it," Toby insisted. "I'm going to miss you nutters though." "What are you and Morys planning to do?" Samir asked Noah. Noah was concerned to realise he didn't know. Would they be together? "I'm not sure," Noah admitted. "I've applied to Five Dukes University. I love this stupid city," Matty asserted. "And Kevin is applying to Five Dukes Uni, so..." Ronan said. <> "So, we'll always be together..." Matty replied and then worked himself up for a rendition of the Human League song. "However far it seems. We'll always be together. Together in electric dreams." <> Ronan remained quiet about his plans because he planned to take a year out. Since having Cognitive Behavioural Therapy nine months ago, Ronan had improved and coped better than he would have thought possible. Still... Ronan wasn't sure what would happen to him once this friendship group started to dismantle – they had made themselves essential to him. How do you tell people that? "I'm hungry. Can we go now?" Samir interrupted affectionately. The boys walked together and Noah felt compelled to talk to Toby about his future plans. "I really am happy for you but I'll miss you," Noah said. "I never really thought about how much things will change in the months to come." "It's weird isn't it?" Toby replied. "Nothing is permanent except change." Noah was right to have anticipated how hard it would be... how difficult it would be to walk into the densely populated cafeteria with a big-semi-hard dick. It had been rigid for hours now, achingly so, and only just softening but never going flaccid. To their credit, the boys didn't whistle or catcall – there really was an understanding about his nudism and that his erection was accidental and embarrassing. Well, it was embarrassing anyway. Noah still hadn't figured out why he was hard but it wasn't an accident. Noah sat down while the others got food. He'd come with lunch but often treated himself to hot food or desert too – because he was greedy and liked eating. He had just tucked into his sandwich and taken a swig of his smoothie when the others arrived. They avoided the serious talk about academic or employment plans but the sense of melancholy was lurking there. It wasn't daunting or miserable but it was a sense of loss, the sense of an ending. Noah downed the last of his smoothie and the gang managed to avoid any fights despite Matty doing his best to antagonise them in his usual inimitable style. Noah started to feel the stirring in his groin again – renewed, strong and unavoidable. Under the table, his cock became hot and hard, the foreskin peeled back and the urethra dilating to emit precum like drool. What the fuck was going on with his cock today? Then the penny dropped! Daniel had made him a smoothie! "Son of a BILF!" Noah cursed. <> "What?" Ronan chuckled. "Nothing! I'm just going to kill my brother!" Noah said. "Dan? What? No! Why! He's nice!" Matty protested. "I think he spiked my drink," Noah said. "Oh my god, really?" Samir asked with concern. "Rohypnol?" "Viagra!" Noah retorted. Toby, Matty, Ronan (Herman) and even Samir could not help but giggle. "Well that explains a lot," Matty said. There was no way to get out without his erection being seen again so Noah resorted to what he knew best – brazen, carefree, shameless exhibitionism. They were all going to look anyway so he might as well enjoy it. Noah stood up from the table and asked his friends to look after his bag for him. He walked through the cafeteria without covering up as his eighteen-centimetre cock led the way. He had nearly escaped when he ran into (not quite literally) just the wrong person. "Noah?!" Mr Cooke said with surprise. Well, he pretended to be surprise but Noah knew the man well enough by now. He could see it was a performance. Dan must have told him. Noah knew the man would delay him just to prolong the embarrassing event. "You can't just walk around like that!" Mr Cooke admonished. "Sorry sir. It wasn't deliberate," Noah said reasonably. It was true too – it wasn't an accident but it was something his big brother had deliberately planned. "We have all come to accept and even celebrate your nudism, Noah," Mr Cooke said supportively. "But walking around with an erection?" There were a few giggles at Noah's expense – or perhaps it was just hearing a teacher call it an erection. "Honestly, your penis is dripping all over the floor," Mr Cooke said with exasperation. "Sorry sit. I was just leaving," Noah said. "Very well. I suppose you had the sense to leave instead of waving that thing around," Mr Cooke complained unnecessarily. "I'll just get going," Noah added. Noah left the cafeteria but Mr Cooke followed. "There was one issue I wanted to discuss with you," Mr Cooke said as the door closed behind them and the cafeteria were left to process the tableau they'd just watched. "You did that on purpose," Noah said in a low voice. The few people in the corridor weren't listening to what he was saying – they were too distracted by his big dick. "Of course. Why don't you come to my room for a moment?" Mr Cooke said. The last time Noah had been in Mr Cooke's classroom had been two days ago... "I had sex with Morys in your classroom after the play," Noah revealed. "And you didn't let me watch?" Mr Cooke responded with a smirk. Now they were alone, with the door closed and locked, the teacher was more overt about his interest and dropped the pretence of disapproval. "You can watch now if you want," Noah proposed. Noah felt almost guilty – he went from talking about sexual intimacy with his boyfriend to letting a perverted teacher watch him masturbate in one breath. "You're just going to rub one out?" Mr Cooke asked with a snigger. "My brother put Viagra or something in my drink so yes, I'm going to rub one out and I like being watched so it's a win/ win for both of us," Noah admitted. "Sit at a desk at the front of the class," Mr Cooke said. Noah sat down and spread his legs just a little as he gripped his dick and started stroking it under the desk. Mr Cooke took a seat behind his own desk and just watched for a few minutes. The truth was that even though Mr Cooke could not see Noah's cock at that moment, it was still an incredible sight. He imagined it happening in a full classroom. In fact, since it was his imagination, he imagined the entire class was naked and hard. A whole room of boys chests on display, hands under the desk and sloppy sounds of stroking filling the air. The smell too – there was a boyish musk accompanied by the delicate odour cum. That salty-sweet air – like being at the sea side. So many seamen. Mr Cooke stood up and licked his lips as he saw one of Noah's bare feet sticking out from under the school desk. Noah's smooth ankles and legs were in view too. Mr Cooke stepped towards Noah, pausing only to imagine the whole class or masturbating teens – as if Noah were a vision he could replicate behind every desk. Mr Cooke and Noah both imagined similar fantasies – because great minds think alike and fools seldom differ. Mr Cooke pulled Noah's desk forward and out of the way so Noah was left with no desktop to cover his leaking penis. Noah's cock was shiny and wet, precum had lubricated the head and the entire shaft looked like a melting candle with rivulets of precum and veins running down it. "Spread your legs," Mr Cooke said. Noah spread his legs, parting his knees to expose his perineum. Mr Cooke gazed at Noah's smooth thighs, the hairlessness of Noah's groin and the bald balls beneath that magnificent cock. As Mr Cooke watched, Noah reached between his legs and slid a finger over his silky perineum. Noah teased the sensitive spot but there was an even more sensitive place waiting. Noah's finger was soon circling his sphincter and then slipped inside. Noah had been hard for hours now and he was ready to cum. A second finger joined the first to help milk his prostate. Mr Cooke was going to miss this stupid boy. He was going to miss the disgusting beautiful exhibition of a masturbating teenager who didn't even mind that he was being perved on. Noah's ass was sweaty now and he bucked his hips as he reached his orgasm and shot cum with high velocity. He had aimed over his shoulder but instead actually hit his shoulder and his chin. Another volley splashed over his chest and abdomen – the pumping of baby-making jizz was as messy as Noah had ever been. One nipple was totally covered with milkiness, turning the brown-pink button into a white-capped peak. Mr Cooke stepped closer and leaned over, wrapping his lips around that nipple and sucking clean. The man was oh so tempted to lick every part of the boy clean but he also wanted the evidence of the disgusting act to remain. "Don't wipe it up," Mr Cooke said. The man turned and walked back to his door, checking carefully that there was no-one around (he did not want to be seen leaving a room with a cum-coated teenage boy inside) and then left Noah alone. Noah didn't have to obey but he was excited to comply. When he stood up the spunk on his shoulder streaked into his hairless armpit. The cum on his chest was dragged by gravity towards his abdomen and the combined jizz from his chest and tummy slipped over his hip and onto his thighs. Some settled at the root of his cock where there should have been pubic hair but there was not even a shadow of stubble. The bell rang to signal the end of lunch and Noah walked out into the corridor. His dick had barely gone down but drooped heavily and thick. Noah rooted around in is bellybutton to pull out a pool of boy juice that had settled there and he was given more room to travel this time as no-one (most boys) did not want to get his cum on their uniform. Just as when nude term had started, Noah had expected comments and criticism so he was surprised no-one commented. Or they didn't comment too loudly; there was a lot of whispering and giggles. It was perhaps a combination of support and respect for his lifestyle and embarrassment for how exposed he was. There were always exceptions. "Did you cum all over yourself or something?" asked Dural very loudly. The loud comment seemed to authorise more attention and Dural's snigger and smirk made it easier for other peers so do the same. Noah liked it and smiled in response. "I was just a bit excited," Noah confessed. "Yea, we all saw you were excited," Dural replied. "Why does it look like you've been slimed?" "I got very excited," Noah admitted. There were chuckles that ended when the class were invited to enter and the lesson began. Noah discovered that the problem with Viagra was that even after you came, you could still be uncomfortably hard. Sitting in class, the spunk gradually became more gelatinous and then dried out to become crusty and flaky. The last lesson of the day arrived just in time for Noah to go soft. His penis shrivelled to two inches, or certainly less than three. His short and shrivelled prick was a reminded that small penis humiliation was pretty pointless for a flaccid boy – or at least someone as shameless as Noah whose erect size was not just average but impressive. "We should all hang out tonight to celebrate and/ or cry about the end of an era," said Toby. "That's a good idea. Bring Amos, I'll invite Morys," Noah replied. "Can Kevin come?" Matty asked. "Sure," Noah agreed. "I'll bring Herman," Ronan said unironically. "I'll just be there," Samir said – ironically. Matty threw arms around Sam and then pulled Ronan into the hug too. <> "I'm going to get changed," Noah said. "We'll wait for you at the main entrance. You can't leave school by yourself on the last day," Toby said. Noah didn't want to get into the semantics of whether it counted as the last day if they still had exams to return for. But it was the last day of lessons and it was the final time Year 13, the Upper Sixth, would all be there at one time. The school would feel emptier as the older year groups began study leave and exams while the younger boys continued their usual routine. Nude term was over and Noah was sad about it. He took his time as he meandered the corridors towards the main reception, passing it and the front doors to the school. Noah imagined not bothering to get dressed and just walking out nude. It was a fantasy inspired by his dream that morning but it was an exciting thought. Noah passed the assembly hall where he had stripped in front of everyone on the first day and where the school photo had been taken. It was sad and with every step, Noah got closer to the boys changing room, his uniform and the final departure. When Noah walked into the changing room, it was noisy. The room was filled with the air of boy sweat and deodorant – a smell that was amplified by the aerosol effect of steam from the showers. Noah recognised a few boys as being from Year 10 – they were fourteen or fifteen and mostly a nice bunch. He chatted to a few of them on past occasions when he had arrived to dressed while they got changed after PE. Noah saw four or five of them emerging naked from the showers. Three of them wore towels around their waists but two were confident enough to swagger with stubby cocks exposed. One of them saw him and grinned. "You have to take a picture with us!" he said. Noah didn't know the lad's name or he couldn't remember it. He was certainly a lad though – the kind of swaggering boy who had the confidence of an eighteen-year-old. "A... a picture?" Noah said. "Yes! We were talking about a changing room group shot," another lad said. "You're the perfect person to round off the Year 10 group," the swaggerer said. "I'm not year 10," Noah pointed out. "We're not going to share it with anyone at Five Dukes so they won't know that. Come on..." he egged and suddenly sounded his fifteen years. Noah might have asked where the picture was going to be shared since his dick was going to be in it but he found the anonymity and not knowing exciting. Noah was seventeen, would people who saw the picture really think he was two or three years younger? Noah was pulled into the group that included two boys still in their full football kit of t-shirt, shorts and socks. Another was barefoot. Another three were topless with only one of them in football socks that were rolled down to his ankles. The five boys who had showered remained naked but for their towels; the three with towels around their waists had the white and fluffy cotton slung low and the two who has swaggered with their penises exposed held towels in front of their modesty. The fact they were only just covering themselves meant their toplessness and bare legs were emphasised. Pubes poked above the top of the towels that were, for all their confidence, held very tightly to prevent accidental exposure of their genitals. Noah was pulled to the front and centre, his arms pulled out to hug the boys around him in companionable celebration. He liked the feel of their smooth, most skin and camaraderie though their only intention was ensuring Noah's bare armpits were as exposed as his shaved crotch. Eleven boys including Noah formed the Year 10 changing room group photo. Noah hadn't taken any time to consider how this picture would be taken but it involved about forty boys lining up to snap pics with their phones. The boys were glassful because they had been prohibited from taking pictures of the nudist schoolboy all year. Noah was sure a few sneaky snaps had been taken but this overt invitation to record Noah's embarrassing exposure was different. One of the teenagers took his pictures with professionalism and seriousness – he was clearly the official photographer. It was impressive in a way that Noah's two-inch penis among another ten boys could take so much attention. Noah's assertion that he wasn't Year 10 really had been pointless. No-one would have problems thinking he wasn't fourteen or fifteen. Released from the pose, Noah was invited to look at the official picture with everyone else. It was a cute shot that captured the friendship of the group. The mixture of dressed and undressed encapsulated the team dynamic. The shirtless boys exuded confidence. There was silliness and confidence in the boys posed with strategic towels. However, there was no avoiding one boy in the picture had his dick out. One naked, hairless teen, surrounded by his teammates. But he looked happy too. As Noah started to get dressed and the others broke off to change as well, Noah decided to ask. "What is the group picture for?" Noah asked. "Sextr," replied one boy, talking over the others who had been about to name other social media sites. "Yea, there's an inter-school competition to submit the best group shot," Noah was told. Well, it wouldn't be the first nude of his to be shared on Sextr. It wouldn't even be the first time he's submitted a naked picture of himself as a fifteen-year-old, though for that naked image he had actually been fifteen not pretending. It felt different to know it was an informal school competition. That meant boys from all over Five Dukes County, England, the UK or beyond might be included in his exposure. It brought a grin to Noah's face. "Thanks for being in our group, Noah," one of the boys thanked him and there followed a chorus of thanks. As Noah walked to meet his friends and leave school, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Morys to invite him to celebrate the end of school. Noah: [Hope your last day was good. Wait until you hear about mine.] Noah: [You want to come to mine later? Everyone will be there.] After hitting send, Noah hesitated. In between the series of embarrassing events that had happened throughout the day he'd been thinking about Morys and their future. Since Toby had told him about moving to London with Amos, Noah had been wondering. He didn't even know where he and Morys would end up when they finished school – it might be the same university but it might not. What did that mean for their future? Noah had only just opened himself to the joys of a relationship; for a boy who had not wanted a boyfriend, he found he didn't want to be without one. It was something they would need to talk about. Noah: [I think we need to talk?] I'm so sad :( - only chapters left of Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist. Thank you to everyone (regular and new correspondants) who has been in touch about the story and Noah as a character. Many thanks to the Nifty Archivists. You can check out the Beta (https://new.nifty.org/) version of the new Nifty Archive (and offer feedback if you like). Please consider donating to help keep the site up and running (I do not receive any financial compensation for my stories): http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Feedback to authors is their only compensation and motivation. Email me: niftyencomiums@gmail.com My blog: https://niftyencomiums.blogspot.com (updated weekly with teasers for the next chapter) My newtumbl (updated, March 2023): https://niftyguy2.newtumbl.com/ My Twitter: @niftyencomiums1 My stories so far: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#jforrester Complete series: School Exhibitionism, The Symposium, The Embarrassment of Riches, Do As You're Told and A Series of Embarrassing Events. Ongoing short story series: Anthology. Short stories: Aiden's Accidental Autoerotic Assignment, Jogging Joe's Jaunty Journey and Peter's Past Posing Pictures.