Date: Thu, 11 May 2023 17:57:07 +0100 From: J. Forrester Subject: Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist - Chapter Thirty-Two Coming soon: The SEX Men – 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-Two: The Boy Wears Nada FRIDAY 03RD JUNE 2022 Noah didn't know how he got into these messes. He had backed up from the intimidating lads, stopping only when he reached the railing that surrounded the stack. He looked over the railing behind him, looking down to the second, first and then ground floors. The third floor, where he was now standing, had an isolated segment for access to the parking facilities. Across the empty column that filled the centre of the mall was the busy food court but Noah had no way of getting there. "We hear you like being naked," said a sneering lad. "Yea. We hear you like taking off all your clothes in front of people," said his mate. "So... take them off." "What?" Noah protested and he knew it could be in vain. "Take your clothes off, kid. Now!" the sneering lad demanded. There was four of them – Noah was no match. He couldn't really take his clothes off in a busy shopping centre, could he? The mall was recently opened after multiple delays. A year ago, it had run into some financial and political trouble and then more trouble and then more trouble. Today, it was open. And busy! Noah pulled his t-shirt up and one of the lads whistled. "Throw it here," he said. Noah obeyed – tossing his t-shirt towards the lads where it landed on the floor with a soft shuffle as it skittered to a stop. Noah unbuttoned his denim shorts and then tugged the faded blue cuffs. The reveal of his underwear caused more whistles and hoots. Noah looked over his shoulder towards the food court where he hoped no-one had heard the commotion or were looking over to see him in his underpants. The shorts dropped to Noah's ankles and he kicked them towards the four lads. "Shoes next!" one of them demanded. "Not my trainers too?" Noah moaned. The lads nodded. Noah lifted his feet one by one and tugged his trainers free from his bare feet. His thin, boyish, hairless ankles were sunk into the trainers without socks so he was now barefoot and wearing nothing but briefs in front of the lads. The busyness of the mall troubled Noah – anyone could come up the lift of the escalator at any moment. "Undies too," the lads ordered. Noah wasn't really going to be made to get completely naked, was he? "Don't make us come over there," one of them threatened. Noah blushed and cowered, putting his hands on his hips and then slowly pushing the briefs down. Any normal boy who was being intimidated into stripping by four strangers would have covered up. Noah did not. He felt it would be more embarrassing and demeaning to for them to order him to uncover, which they inevitably would, so he left his genitals exposed from the moment his pants dropped. Noah flicked the briefs towards the lads with one foot and stood exhibiting himself. Anyone in the food court who looked over would see his bare bum. The four boys laughed at him. Of course, they did. "You're totally hairless." "Pits, pubes... everything." "That's pathetic, kid." "Nice bum though," complimented the boy who was guarding the escalator – Noah's only escape route. One of the lads aimed his mobile phone and captured Noah's head to toe nudity, with the well-populated food court in the background that emphasised the teenager's exposure. The sneering lad picked up Noah's clothes, bundling them in his arms and cradling the last vestiges of Noah's dignity. "Come on guys," Noah complained. "Give me my clothes back. This isn't funny." "It's not?" "It is a bit funny." "How about this? Is this funny?" the lad asked. And with that, strutted past Noah and tossed all his clothes and his shoes over the railing, into the empty column in the centre of the shopping centre. T-shirt, shorts, trainers and briefs fell three floors to the very bottom and so far from reach that Noah was essentially stranded totally naked in the shopping centre. "See you around," the lads said and abandoned Noah to his fate. WEDNESDAY 01ST JUNE 2022 "Croissant?" asked Kevin. "Do I look French to you?" Matty replied. "Pain au chocolat?" Kevin suggested. "Does chocolat mean chocolate?" Matty checked and when Kevin nodded, Matty added: "Then yes." Kevin didn't point out that pain au chocolat was also French. Not that Matty had anything against French people really, he was just being difficult which was par for the course with him. Samir, Ronan and Amos arrived at that moment, carrying beverages and cake, and added themselves to the tables commandeered by Noah, Morys, Toby, Matty and Kevin. "Hair?" Kevin enquired. "Head or pubic?" Matty clarified. "Head?" Kevin proffered. "No," Matty answered. "Pubic?" Kevin asked. "Only if it's stuck in my teeth," Matty replied. "Gross," Toby objected but only encouraged Matty by laughing. "Sorry, what's going on?" asked Amos, pecking Toby on the cheek and setting down a mocha and a bakewell tart. "Thanks," Toby said. "Matty is telling us all the things he will or will not eat." "Croissant?" Samir gestured with the offending pastry. "We've already done that one. And no," Matty replied. The boys had had exams that morning and met for lunch. And conversations about things Matty would or wouldn't eat, apparently. Some of the boys had been there longer than others – long enough to polish off scones, cake and more than one coffee. More than one coffee was why Matty was practically hitting the ceiling. "Grass?" Ronan asked. <> "No," Matty answered. "Roses?" Amos asked. "The chocolates or the flower?" Matty clarified. "Doesn't matter. Yes and yes." "Shoelaces?" Noah suggested. "Only other peoples," Matty responded. "Is that why my shoes don't fit?" Kevin joked. Matty laughed and leaned into Kevin, who caught him and squeezed. They were a sweet coupled whose romance had bloomed in the month since Kevin has asked Matty out. Matty had obsessed about Kevin for over eight months with literally none of them knowing if Kevin was even gay (or bisexual or other) and Kevin just popped straight out with the question: "Do you want to go out with me?" Mateo and Kevin proved to be an obnoxiously charming couple. Noah watched them cuddling as Matty continued to answer increasingly ludicrous feeding questions and he felt a stab of jealousy. It wasn't that long ago that Noah hadn't even wanted a boyfriend but then things with Morys changed everything and Noah decided to give it a try. Noah liked having a boyfriend, though he also liked the freedom of continuing a highly non-monogamous sexual lifestyle. However, there was a problem. Toby and Amos had revealed they would move to London for university which had prompted Noah to ask Morys about his plans. Morys intended to go to Cardiff University – his parents were English and Welsh and Morys had always carried a Welsh lilt to his voice. Now he was planning to move to Wales. Over 200 miles, four hours travel, and Noah didn't know what that would mean for them as a couple. "Worms?" Morys asked, his voice interrupting Noah's introspection. "Nobody likes me, nobody loves me, I think I'll go and eat worms," Mateo sang. "You meant the jelly ones that are bad for your teeth, right?" "Grapes?" Ronan asked. "Grapes? Plural?" Matty asked as if he were scandalised. "I'm a boy, not a fruit salad." "Paper?" Kevin asked. <> Matty lifted a napkin from the table and stuffed it in his mouth, gave it one experimental chew and then spat it into his lap. "No!" Matty replied. "Kevin's cooking?" Amos asked softly. "Insufficient information," Matty responded. "How exactly did you test all this?" Samir finally objected. "Hand him stuff, tell him to eat it," Kevin said. Matty nodded enthusiastically. "And you tasted shoelaces before Kevin's cooking?" Toby pondered. "I've tasted other things of Kevin's," Mateo murmured. Kevin elbowed him. The truth was, they had so far been quite chaste but they were both comfortable with that. "Kevin's lips?" Noah asked. Mateo and Kevin looked at each other and a flicker of a smile told Matty it was ok to go for it. Kevin had come out of his shell a little but he was still a lad of few words. He took the lead now though, slipping his hands onto Matty's hips as Matty turned to face him. Matty tilted his face towards Kevin's and their lips touched. The kiss was soft and gentle but passionate and fervent would not have suited their present stage of their relationship. Noah didn't think anyone could get Mateo to slow down but that was the effect Kevin seemed to have. To be clear, Matty was still effervescent and barking mad but he was also capable of moments of calm. Kevin took away Matty's restlessness and replaced it with a quieter energy of contentment. "I think we can safely say Kevin's lips are a big old yes," Morys said to Noah. Noah chucked and they kissed too – just a small one. Matty and Kevin were still going at it. "Ok, that's quite enough of that," said Samir at last. <> Kevin and Matty parted lips and Matty dreamily nestled his face in Kevin's neck. "We should get going," Toby said to Amos. They had all been sitting, chatting and decompressing since the exam ended but that was hours ago now. One by one everyone started making a move until it was only Noah, Morys, Mateo and Kevin left. "Call me later, ok?" Morys said as he stood up. "I will," Noah promised. Noah reached for Morys's hand and his boyfriend planted a kiss on Noah's forehead. "Are you guys ok?" Matty asked once Morys had left. "What do you mean?" Noah asked. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," Mateo replied. Kevin had said nothing – he was a quiet thinker during conversations like these. "I... I don't know, Matty," Noah replied more honestly. "I never expected to feel this way about someone." "How do you feel?" Kevin asked. "Like..." Noah paused because he didn't want to say he was in love. The truth was, Noah wasn't sure that was what he felt but he felt something. "I really like him. I care about him and I want to be with Morys for a long time..." Noah confessed. "But?" Matty prompted impatiently. "But he's going to fucking Cardiff Uni and I'm... not. I want to study Medicine and I want to study it here at Five Dukes University," Noah admitted. There were numerous reasons for this. Among them: his dad was finally home after nearly two years away, his brother was still in Five Dukes too, Five Dukes was in the top ten Universities for Medicine and he didn't want to. Noah didn't want to go. "That might make it hard for you guys," Kevin said quietly. Noah looked crestfallen. Kevin and Matty were happy and together and planned to stay in Five Dukes together. Neither Noah nor Morys had anticipated their relationship when they had applied for their courses. "It's too far," Noah said miserably. "We haven't talked about it much... I think we're both avoiding it." "You shouldn't avoid your feelings, Noah. You can't just keep things to yourself and not talk about what you're feeling for someone," Mateo said. "You're the pot calling the kettle black," Noah pointed out reasonably with a little nod towards Kevin. Matty shrugged – Noah had a point. But so did Mateo. "I don't think long distance is going to work for me... or for us..." Noah corrected himself. "But I don't want to break up. I took so long to get to a place where I could imagine being in a relationship. But I don't want to move on. Losing Morys feels like it would be a step back." "University doesn't start even start for three months, Noah," Mateo said reasonably. "Your relationship isn't over yet." "Yet," Noah pondered the word. "You should talk to Morys," Kevin said again. Noah nodded slowly. The thing was, they had spoken and they kept not getting anywhere. Noah had doubts and although Morys did too, the distance didn't seem to be as much of a deal breaker for him. Perhaps it was because Noah was a very physical person, he felt long distance was unworkable whereas Morys was more emotionally invested and therefore viewed their intimacy more intellectually which was something that could be preserved over messenger or facetime. Noah should talk to Morys. Again. When Noah got home, he slipped his trainers off as soon as he entered the house. He dropped his shorts and pulled off his t-shirt, abandoning them in the hall. It was a hot day in June, Noah had only one exam left and he was due a break from studying for one afternoon. He could hear quiet talking in the living room and so headed there – bare foot and bare arsed. Noah's pubes should have started to grow back a month ago and if he had let them, he might have a scrubby bush above his dick by now. Instead he had dutifully applied the defoliating cream which kept any growth abated without even shaving. Noah walked into the living room and saw his dad first. He expected the person his dad was talking to would be his brother but instead Noah found himself exposed to a total stranger. The stranger looked at Noah and his mouth gaped. "Ohmygod!" he said and then averted his eyes. The man was handsome with brown hair swept back from his forehead and a short beard. The neckline of his t-shirt revealed a hairy chest that was tight and lean. His forearms looked like a boxers. "Noah, you're home," his dad said unnecessarily. "Hi dad," Noah replied. "I didn't realise you had company." Noah covered his genitals with his hands and it felt strange to do so in his own house. When the man lifted his eyes to look at Noah, it was obvious the boy was still naked. Noah's hands covered the important bits but the teenager looked totally hairless. The man didn't know where to look or not look. "Mark, this is my youngest son, Noah," Bruce said. "I'm seventeen," Noah said. He wasn't sure why he said it really. Was he embarrassed? He wasn't usually embarrassed to be seen or even caught naked. "I mean... hi..." Noah said. Noah felt a flutter in his tummy as he let go of his genitals, exposing his penis and testes and then stepped forward. Noah proffered a hand and the man, politely, shook it. Even though they had just been touching the boy's dick. "Noah, this is Mark," Bruce said. "Ok," Noah replied. Noah was still within arm's reach of Mark and therefore his penis was still at an intimate distance from the man's face. Mark tried to sit back and Noah was furious with himself for having made the man uncomfortable. Nudist didn't do that. "Sorry," Noah muttered to Mark and he took a step back. However, Noah didn't cover up. "Mark and I work together," Bruce said guardedly – there was more he wasn't saying. "Oh... that's nice..." Noah said and he didn't know what else to say. "Your dad has told me a lot about you, Noah," Mark said. "That is to say... this... came up." Mark gestured at Noah's nudity when he said "this" and then the man blushed and regretted using the phrase "came up" because Noah's willy was still in view. "Were you working together in America?" Noah asked politely. "Only for the last nine months," Bruce replied. "Only?" Mark said with a sheepish grin. Oh my god, they were flirting! "We're working together," Bruce said. "I've already said that." Mark chuckled and Noah didn't know what to think. Well, of course he did: his dad was obviously dating Mark. "I think I'm going to sit in the garden for a bit," Noah said. Mark couldn't help but look at the teenager whose time in the sun was obvious clothing free because he had a good tan but no tan lines. Bruce flowed his son with a hasty "be right back" to Mark. "Noah? Are you ok?" Bruce asked. "Me? Yes?" Noah replied. "He's good looking." "Yes," Bruce agreed. "It's very new. We've only been on three dates." Noah cast his mind back just four weeks when he had sucked his dad off in the shower. His dad had tried to stop him and now Noah felt like a bastard. "I'm happy for you," Noah admitted. "I didn't expect to introduce you to him like that," his dad admitted. "I think he likes me," Noah joked. Bruce laughed and swatted Noah's arm gently. "I'm really happy for you," Noah added. "I know," his dad answered. Noah walked out into the garden where he was surprised to see Dan and Jamie sitting in the sun. They were both shirtless and barefoot and wearing shorts. Jamie laughed when he saw Noah but it wasn't an unkind laugh, it was a pleased and excited one. "Nice to see you, Noah," Jamie said. "Hi, Jamie," Noah said. Just to antagonise the pair, Noah sat in Jamie's lap - the young man made and "oft" sound as Noah parked his bare butt on Jamie's groin. Then Noah stretched his legs out and parked his feet on Daniel's stomach. They were both lying side by side in loungers, sunning themselves. Now Noah was interrupting and lounging across them. "Can you take your feet off my tummy, please?" Daniel asked half-heartedly. Noah wriggled his bare toes. He liked the feel of Dan's warm belly under his feet. To acquiesce to Dan's request, Noah moved his feet to Daniel's groin. Now Noah could feel Dan's soft penis and big balls under his feet and Daniel was still annoyed. "Aren't you going to ask him to get his bum out of your lap?" Daniel asked his best friend. "No, I'm fine with it," Jamie answered. Jamie stretched back, putting his arms behind his head and exposing furry armpits. "You don't know where his bum has been," Dan goaded. "I know where it's been sometimes," Jamie said with a grin. "You're disgusting," Daniel joked. "Am I disgusting?" Noah pouted. "No sweetie, you're very pretty," his brother replied. Jamie had moved out of the McNelis house in February so Noah didn't see him as often. Though Noah knew Dan and Jamie worked at the university together so they still saw lots of each other. They remained besties despite the distance. Noah relented without further prompting and lifted himself off the young men, parking his arse on the grass between them. "So, you met Mark then?" Daniel said. "Yes... how long has that been going on?" Noah asked. "I think they met at Five Dukes University Hospital years ago but they caught up in America and happened to be coming back at the same time," Daniel explained. "They only started actually dating last month," Jamie reported. Jamie's tone was neutral given he had been Bruce's love until six months ago. "Three dates, dad said... and he's already bringing him home to meet us?" Noah asked. "You could have a new daddy soon," Daniel tormented him. Noah scowled unconvincingly at his brother and then looked at Jamie. "Are you ok with this?" Noah asked gently. Bruce and Jamie had been having sex for a few years – until Christmas time when they agreed to end things. "Yea, it's fine. I've been dating with Grindr, Tinder and Sextr so..." Jamie left it hanging. "Any luck?" Noah asked. "Eh," Jamie replied with a shrug. "Not met the right boy yet. Guy," Jamie corrected. There was just a fleeting moment of connection between them – or maybe Noah imagined it. They had only ever been casual lovers and Noah had a boyfriend now but it felt like there was a moment just for a moment. "Right, mister," Daniel called his attention. "I'm getting hungry so I'm going to order pizza. You ok to scare the delivery boy away with that thing because I don't have much cash for a tip." Daniel was joking and Jamie laughed. "There must be some way I could show my appreciation..." Noah flirted. FRIDAY 03RD JUNE 2022 Noah stretched in bed, stroked his smooth armpit and rolled onto his side. It was already bright and hot and Noah really needed to pee. He got up and sauntered blearily towards the bathroom. Noah turned the handle and walked in, registering much too late that the shower was in use. Jamie was naked! Noah looked at him with something like lust and felt his dick chub up. "Noah? Fuck!" Jamie said and he covered his cock and balls. "Sorry, Jamie. You don't need to cover up, I've seen you naked before," Noah said offhandedly. "Yes... but not everyone likes being seen naked as much as you," Jamie pointed out. "I don't understand," Noah said jokingly. "Did you want something?" Jamie asked – still covering himself. "I need to pee," Noah answered. "Right," Jamie said and he looked away. Jamie resumed his ablutions and when Noah was done, he washed his hands and then looked over his shoulder – regarding the naked twenty-two-year-old in the shower. Noah's first time had been with that young man. "You're staring," Jamie said. He was soaping his ass and Noah wondered if Jamie was teasing or tempting him... or maybe he was just washing himself. Jamie smiled, untroubled by Noah's attention. "Sorry," Noah said. The teenager turned and walked towards the shower, leaning against the frame. Jamie turned to face him, exposing his flaccid penis. The hair above it and around his groin was matter with water and soon streaked with lather as he washed himself down below. "What's going on?" Jamie asked carefully. Jamie could tell Noah was bothered about something. "I've been dating Morys since April. That's two months..." Noah reflected. "I can count," Jamie teased but he didn't want to interrupt Noah's unburdening. "I didn't think I wanted a boyfriend. Now I find myself..." Noah sighed and flapped his hands with an "I don't know" gesture. "I think I'm going to loss Morys when we go to university and... I don't want to lose him." Jamie turned off the shower and approached, hugging Noah platonically. Their naked chests and bare legs tangling and flaccid genitals touching – totally platonically. "What do your friends say? What does Daniel say?" Jamie asked as they let go. Noah felt comforted after the hug but it was also very nice to be close to Jamie again. "They say talk to Morys," Noah admitted. "Have you?" Jamie asked gently. "Yes and no," Noah replied. "The things is... he doesn't want to stay and I don't want to go. And..." Jamie put his finger to Noah lips so the teenager quietened. "You don't need to tell me, Noah," Jamie said. "You need to talk to your boyfriend." "Why does everyone keep saying that?" Noah asked frustratedly. "Because you keep not doing it," Jamie said. "If you had, you wouldn't still be in turmoil. You can't have this conversation with yourself where you fill in all his parts of the talk." Noah cast his eyes down. Jamie had a point. Everyone had a point. Noah was just avoiding it. "I don't want to talk about it because I'm clinging on to being with him," Noah confessed. Jamie smiled and chuckled softly, sympathetically even. "You're such a sweetheart, Noah," Jamie said. Jamie stepped past Noah and wrapped a towel around himself. He patted Noah's shoulder while the boy wrapped his head in introspection. "You're a sweetheart too," Noah muttered but long after Jamie had gone. LATER Noah had plans for the afternoon and the whole gang had agreed to take a day off from studying. They had one exam left and were well prepared but in dire need of a break. Noah decided to spend his day off making plans for an EMARP. Usually this involved travelling through the city centre and into the suburb of Noblehill where the Refined Arts Workshop was located. The interior was redressed every few months to create new sets and backdrops for a variety of scenarios. Noah was best known for scenarios that were humiliating and exposing. Instead of heading for the town however, Noah was instead directed to the north of the city. The Duke's Gallery was a new shopping centre spread across four floors. It had hit some financial trouble last summer and then languished until recently. There had been accusations of fraud against the conman (oops, businessman) who had developed it, accusations of bribery against the local councillors who authorised it and accusations of money laundering from investors. The controversies had threatened to leave the entire building derelict. The only reason it was open now was because Five Dukes County had put up money for a Pride celebration that would rival Brighton. Yes, the gays had even taken over shopping now! Noah walked into Duke Gallery and wasn't really sure what to expect. The main entrance opened into a huge atrium dotted with stands that sold donuts, phone accessories and coffee. The atrium narrowed into a wide corridor that headed north-east from the main entrance. All around the atrium and on either side of the corridor there were shops of various sizes. Many of them were the usual brand names that occupied the larger spaces but there were other smaller, boutique style shops too. Not all of the retailers had moved in yet – due to the afore mentioned controversies. Despite this, the centre was busy with excited activity. Noah had been given no indication of what was to happen or where. Mr Godetia, Mason, who organised the Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing events liked to surprise Noah to make his reactions more genuine and the scenarios more unexpected. Noah was imagining a changing room mishap or being arrested by security or some other such thing. The Duke's Gallery occupied four floors from ground to third. Each floor was accessible via stairs, escalator or lifts. The atrium formed a central shaft up the centre of the building with the concourse of each floor circling around the column and looking into the empty space. There was 101 retail stores and services within the building. The third floor was something of an aberration. While the entire first and second floor were a single, unified level that circled the donut hole in the middle, the third floor was separated into two sections. Each section was accessed by different escalators and lifts. In one section there was the food court and the other more isolated quadrant contained toilets and access to the parking facilities. Noah enjoyed wandering around and looking at all the men and boys lingering around. The whole shopping centre could comfortably accommodate tens of thousands of people a day but there was "only" a thousand present at the moment. Noah had intended to go to the food court but took the wrong escalator. While he was there, he decided to go to the toilet. There were four young men in the toilet at the time; rowdy and joking with each other while Noah washed his hands and looked in the mirror hoping to see some dick. Well, he did kind of because one of the boys caught his eye and he was real dick about it. "Hey! Are you looking at us?" the lad challenged. He was somewhat intimidating and when all his mates joined him in the challenge, he was very intimidating. "No. Sorry," Noah mumbled. "I think he was. He wants to see your dick, Davey," his friend said. It was true, Noah did but he wasn't stupid enough to admit it. Davey whipped his dick out anyway which was a surprise and he waved it around which was funny and interesting to look at. He had a nice dick, nice balls and pubes fizzled out of his shorts while he exposed himself. "Well?" Davey demanded. "Well what?" Noah replied. "I showed you mine..." Davey said with a grin. The lad really was handsome. He looked around eighteen to twenty years old with a line saved across his eyebrow, very short hair and dark brown eyes. His eyes were so dark it was hard to see his pupils. Noah did not want to show them his penis – first time for everything. Apart from being intimidating, Noah imagined being hairless would not be met with kindness or respect. Rather, Noah would be insulted and ridiculed. "No thanks," Noah said and walked calmly to the door. "I recognise you..." one of Davey's friends said suddenly. "Who is he, Andy?" said another of the guys. "Seth, this is the boy Mason was talking about," Andy replied. Mason? Oh, now Noah understood. Noah didn't recognise any of the lads but there must be a lot of EMARP actors Noah had never met and that was presuming they weren't just interactive members of the audience. "Logan, grab this kid, would you?" Davey said. Noah found himself in the grip of a tall, ginger lad with blue eyes. Dreamy blue eyes and a grip that was not too rough. It was secure enough that Noah understood was part of a performance. "Now, I showed you mine..." Davey said. Andy walked up to Noah and pulled his shorts down, exposing Noah's penis and balls in all their pathetic, hairless glory. The lads laughed at him and Logan let Noah go to get a good look at the flashing little dicklette. "That thing is just sad," Davey mocked. "It's pretty average," Logan said fairly. "He's fucking hairless. How old are you?" Seth demanded. Noah pulled his shorts up and blushed – this was all part of the act. It was unsettling though. Noah was used to the EMARP's being more obvious (to him) and structured. This just felt like bullying. "I'm seventeen," Noah replied. The boys laughed again. "Mason says you're a nudist," Andy said. "You wanna show everyone else that dick of yours?" This was Noah's cue to leave so he pulled the door open and darted out of the toilets. The space just outside was empty but Noah could see across the empty column that filled the centre of the mall where the busy food courts were. Unfortunately, Noah had no way of getting there without going down to the second floor and if he was going to do that, he'd have safely escaped already. Logan dashed ahead of Noah, standing in front of the descending escalator and cutting off Noah's escape route. Noah's heart was starting to race and now that he was in a more open space, he felt less threatened by the lads. The toilet had been too confined – the kind of place where bad things happened against one's will. "We hear you like being naked," Davey sneered. "Yea. We hear you like taking off all your clothes in front of people," said Andy. "So... take them off." "What?" Noah protested and he knew it could be in vain. "Take your clothes off, kid. Now!" Davey demanded. There were four of them – Noah was no match. He couldn't really take his clothes off in a busy shopping centre, could he? Noah pulled his t-shirt up and one of the lads whistled. "Throw it here," Davey said. Noah obeyed – tossing his t-shirt towards the lads where it landed on the floor with a soft shuffle as it skittered to a stop. Noah unbuttoned his denim shorts and then tugged the faded blue cuffs. The reveal of his underwear caused more whistles and hoots. Noah looked over his shoulder towards the food court where he hoped no-one had heard the commotion or were looking over to see him in his underpants. There was an inevitability to Noah's total exposure and it was exciting not knowing what would happen next, how many people would see him and what they would make him do. The shorts dropped to Noah's ankles and he kicked them towards the lads. "Shoes next!" Seth demanded. "Not my trainers too?" Noah moaned. Noah lifted his feet one by one and tugged his trainers free from his bare feet. His thin, boyish, hairless ankles were sunk into the trainers without socks so he was now barefoot and wearing nothing but briefs in front of the lads. The busyness of the mall troubled Noah – anyone could come up the lift of the escalator at any moment. "Undies too," Davey ordered. Noah wasn't really going to be made to get completely naked, was he? "Don't make us come over there," Andy threatened. Noah blushed and cowered, putting his hands on his hips and then slowly pushing the briefs down. Any normal boy who was being intimidated into stripping by four strangers would have covered up. Noah did not. He felt it would be more embarrassing and demeaning to for them to order him to uncover, so he left his genitals exposed from the moment his pants dropped. Noah flicked the briefs towards the lads with one foot and stood exhibiting himself. Anyone in the food court who looked over would see his bare bum. The four boys laughed at him. Of course, they did. "You're totally hairless," Seth smirked. "Pits, pubes, everything," Andy said. They had seen his shaved crotch in the toilets but now they could see he was shaved or smooth everywhere, the inevitable teasing started. Noah could see it was all theatre though – but some of them were better actors than others. Perhaps they weren't acting? It was mortifying to be hairless for most boys so the lads would assume Noah would be embarrassed because they would have been. Noah was the kind of oddball who got turned on by being hairless and mocked for it. He was the kind of boy who got turned on being naked in front of strangers too but he maintained a totally flaccid penis. Which was why they were making fun of it now. "That's pathetic, kid," Davey said. "Nice bum though," Logan complimented but he was guarding the escalator – Noah's only escape route. The sneering lad picked up Noah's clothes, bundling them in his arms and cradling the last vestiges of Noah's dignity. "Come on guys," Noah complained. "Give me my clothes back. This isn't funny." "It's not?" Andy asked "It is a bit funny," Seth asserted. "How about this? Is this funny?" Davey asked. And with that, he strutted past Noah and tossed all his clothes and his shoes over the railing, into the empty column in the centre of the shopping centre. T-shirt, shorts, trainers and briefs fell three floors to the very bottom and so far from reach that Noah was essentially stranded totally naked in the mall. "See you around," Davey said and abandoned Noah to his fate. The thing was, Noah was used to being guided by a semi-structured narrative within his roleplaying events. With no familiar faces to lead him in the general direction of what to do next, Noah felt a bit lost. Noah turned in a circle and watched the four laughing lads leave so they clearly were not actors but Noah wouldn't have minded them being more intimately involved. Noah stepped towards the railing and looked over the edge – all the way down, Noah could see some of his items scattered around and faces looking up wondering where they came from. If the people on the ground floor would see a shirtless boy looking over the edge, it was little relief that they didn't know Noah was naked. Noah was quite certain that was going to change. Noah looked across to the food court where some people had noticed he was naked. Noah clamped hands over his privates as some of them overtly took out phones to take pictures. He could see the appeal – naked in a shopping centre was a very nice visual. Noah knew he couldn't stay on his little island forever but leaving it meant descending into the throng of people on the second floor. Unless he just hid in the toilets for the rest of the scenario but that wouldn't be very exciting. Noah walked barefoot and bare assed to the escalator and stepped onto the moving stairway. It was a very strange sensation – the nudity and all the people noticing him, people leaning over from the food court to watch him go down and the people on the second floor looking up as the naked boys came into view... But it wasn't just all that but the literal feeling of being barefoot on the escalator. The mental steps were warm and the gridline texture pressed into Noah's feet as he stood still on the descending stairs. When Noah reached the second floor, he stepped off the moving stairs and looked around. He could see men and lads surrounding him - standing along the walkways and looking out from the shops. Noah really didn't know what to do next but the decision was finally made for him by the arrival of a familiar face – Dale. Dale was among the first EMARP actors that Noah had worked with and they seemed to get on very well despite the fact Dale often portrayed an antagonist. "I've been waiting for you!" Dale said irritably. "You... you have?" Noah replied. "Of course, I have. You are the model, aren't you?" Dale asked rhetorically. "Unless he's just some random naked boy running about the shopping centre," said Liam – another familiar face. "No... that would be crazy," Noah suggested. There were a few titters of laughter at this. "You're late," Dale said seriously – even though he wasn't serious. It occurred to Noah that if Dale ever wanted to stop having sex with men for money while getting filmed, he'd be a decent actor. Dale would have argued that he'd rather be an indecent casting director. "We didn't expect you to arrive in your birthday suit," Liam said. "You could have changed inside the shop." "Move your hands please?" Dale said. "Wait, Dale! We can't ask the model to do that out here. Everyone can see him," Liam feigned defence for Noah. "He's a model, Liam. Who clearly doesn't mind being naked. What difference does the concourse make?" Dale said dismissively. "About two hundred and fifty people of difference, I'd guess," Liam said neutrally. "Boy, uncover yourself. What kind of model are you?" Dale admonished. There was a surprised hush around the concourse from everyone within sight. They could all see Noah's bare arse – his creamy, peachy cheeks that connected to velvety legs. They could see his bare, flat chest and small, pert nipples. They could even see his hairless inner thighs and that his groin was totally bald. However, the idea that the beautiful and inexplicably naked boy would expose his genitals was too much to believe. Then Noah unveiled himself. His balls sagged in a scrotum that dangled under a three-inch peins, the foreskin closed over the head of the flaccid boyhood. "Dale, the items he's supposed to model is still in the store..." Liam said reasonably. "Oh, all right," Dale replied irritably. "What's your name again?" "Noah Flood," Noah McNelis replied. "Follow us." Noah trotted in behind Dale and Liam, followed by the sound of some laughter behind him. It wasn't just Noah's nudity – it was the fact everyone else was dressed. Noah was led into the store which was busy with shoppers. That was another thing that made this scenario so different – the reality was so strong. The Duke's Gallery really was open for business and thankfully overrun with gays for Pride month but then there was Noah, stripped naked and wandering around with his penis exposed. Dale walked around the customer service desk where half a dozen guys were queued up with purchases. One of them was Dan and Jamie's age and he looked at Noah like the emoji with love hearts for eyes. Which was flattering. "Is he for sale?" asked the young man. "He's a model," Liam replied. "That's not he asked," said one of the other guys. There was some giggling at this and plenty of leering at Noah. Was it Noah's imagination or had the queue gotten bigger right when he arrived? "So... what are you a model of?" the lovestruck gay lad asked. "Umm... not much at the moment," Noah joked. It was the first time today that there was laughter directed at him that was not because he was a hairless wonder. "Do you like modelling?" asked another customer. "Yea, I guess I do," Noah replied. It was hard to explain why he liked being looked at naked for reasons other than getting turned on by exhibitionism. It was true, that did turn Noah on but the teenager also just enjoyed the attention. Noah was flattered by the adoration and lust even when he himself was not aroused. "Is it good money?" asked an impossibly handsome young man. He was tall, built like a sexy American High School wrestler, with dark blonde hair and brown eyes, dimples a when he smiled and a bulge in the front of his baggy shorts which was really an impressive achievement. "Noah doesn't get paid," Dale said. Noah didn't understand why Dale said this but the reaction was immediate. The shocked crowd now looked speechless. Noah was a naked model who wasn't even getting paid? "He just does this for fun. It's a hobby," Liam explained. "You model naked... for free?" the voice was incredulously. "Yes, I guess so," Noah answered. "Are you quite done flirting with the clientele?" Dale asked with an amused inflection. Noah blushed and shuffled his bare feet, looking hangdog and bashful at the criticism. "Here, put this on..." Dale added. Noah was expecting... well, he wasn't sure what he was expecting. Swimming trunks? A thong? A mankini? "Dale... is that the right thing? I thought the model was going to be wearing the new Speedo's..." Liam started to say. "Well, plans change. Noah? Put it on," Dale said. Noah was handed a small box – the picture on the front was of a cock ring and prostate massager. Noah was familiar with both items. He had worn a cock ring at the end of March – during his school picture. Noah had used a prostate massager over a year ago – a vibrating one that his friends had used to make him orgasm in a restaurant during a family dinner. The combined item looked very exciting. It was a three-in-one sex toy with a ring that surrounded the shaft of the penis, a ring the surrounded the testicles and the thick-set apparatus that wrapped under the perineum and into the asshole to stimulate the prostate. "Is this really the kind of thing a boy should be modelling for free?" asked a man in his thirties. "Of course. Unless you want to strip off and model it?" Dale asked the spectator. The audience member shook his head vigorously. Noah worked out how to slip his penis into the first lop and then pulled the larger silicon ring around his balls. The remainder of the appliance dangled, touching his sphincter – Noah was about to slip it in when Liam piped up. "Oh, I can put some lube on if you want?" Liam said. Everyone was watching the seventeen-year-old ease the device into his ass without lubrication – many of them judging Noah for having a loose ass that comes with being a bottom boy. "Are you going to put some on my ass as well?" Noah joked. There was a round of laughs and Noah smiled at his own wit. He knew most of them would have loved to lube up and fuck him. Noah nodded at Liam and the older boy came forward, stroking the prostate massager with a lube-smeared hand. As Liam pulled on the device while stroking it, he tugged the tight rings that surrounded Noah's cock and balls. Then Noah felt a hand on his ass and more lobe smearing around his hole. A finger teased around Noah's anus but didn't press in; instead, a hand pushed his back to prompt him to bend over as Liam pushed the prostate massager against Noah's hole until it slipped inside. Noah was still more or less flaccid which made the ring around his penis look bigger as it was designed the clamp around an erection. "This lovely item is available in a variety of colours..." Dale started his salesman talk. "I can't see it very well," someone interrupted. "Noah, why don't you move into that nice open space by the entrance where everyone can see you?" Dale said. Everyone in the store and anyone passing by it would be able to see it! Noah had to admit this was one of the best contrivances for an EMARP he'd ever experienced. The venue and the scenarios made the experience feel more real. As if a boy could be stripped and mistaken for a model in real life? Improbable but possible – that was the sweet spot for roleplaying. Noah obeyed, his hands at his sides as he walked. Walking towards the entrance he could see back into the concourse and the shops on the other side. There were so many people who now spotted him and came to see what was going on. "As I was saying," Dale continued. "The item comes in a variety of colours and is on sale during Pride for the very reasonable..." "His hands are blocking my view," someone complained. The person in question was standing on Noah's left, looking at the profile of the long, hairless boy with a semi-flaccid penis sticking out of a multi-ringed sex toy. "Noah, why don't you put your hands on your head? There's a good boy," Dale patronised. Noah obeyed, exposing hairless armpits that matched the baldness about his dick. "The device has multiple functions that stimulate the prostate, testicles and penis," Liam jumped in. "Can I take some pictures of the item? To help me decide to buy or not..." a man asked and added the latter statement unconvincingly. "I don't think that's such a good idea," Noah objected but only as part of the faηade. "Nonsense. You're a model for goodness's sake, haven't you ever had your picture taken?" Dale asked both rhetorically and exasperatedly. A great many men pulled out phones to snap pictures of the naked boy... or, the three-in-one prostate massager. It was an exciting moment because Noah felt like, unlike previous EMARP's where Mason had controlled or owned the camera devices used within a scenario, he was really having naked pictures taken by strangers. Noah looked over his shoulder and saw more people squeezing into Dale's shop and taking pictures. "Maybe the model could bend over so we can get a good shot of his ass?" someone asked. "A good picture of the prostate massager," someone corrected. Noah bent over, accentuating his petite buttocks and the black shape that curved into his hole, spreading the sphincter which closed around the device. When Noah straightened up, he couldn't miss the few phones now recording him. Many men seemed reticent to record images of a naked teenage boy on their phones for some reason. Those who did record him assumed Noah was a small and shaved eighteen-year-old. "The device has multiple settings..." Dale said and Noah locked eyes with him. Dale was going to enjoy this but he wanted to know if Noah would enjoy it too. Noah nodded and a second later, the rings around his cock and balls started to shudder. Noah's penis started to get harder and thicker, the ring squeezing the shaft. Noah's cock was soon fully hard and the ring around his balls made it even more intense. There was a few gasps and shocked faces as Noah threw a boner in front of the shoppers. The head of his cock oozed precum and Noah jumped and moaned as the vibrations alternated between his cock, balls and prostate. The young men surrounding him seemed to be enjoying the show. Noah humped the air, seeking friction that wasn't there, much to the amusement of the audience. "Perhaps Noah could walk around the store? Let everyone get a good look while people decide if they're interested in the item?" Liam suggested. It was all just an excuse to keep Noah naked but he didn't mind. Noah was starting to enjoy himself – the unconventional start to the scenario, the huge and different set for the humiliation and the sheer number of people all around him had been overwhelming but now Noah was getting enthusiastic. Noah meandered among the shoppers for nearly half an hour. Some were uncomfortable while most liked looking and a handful asked to stroke Noah's cock. Between them, Dale and Liam played the part of store owners who were trying to flog the three-in-one prostate massager but in reality, they just stayed close so they could control the device. They kept him hard and leaking, edging and overstimulated for over half an hour; occasionally Noah left a sticky smear of precum on a new item of clothing. Someone probably picked up or bought the contaminated clothes as a collector's item. Noah tried not to think too deeply about the amount of planning that must have gone into Mason taking over the entire shopping centre for a day. The customers/ audience and security and actors and literally everyone would need to be complicit in the affair. The audience looked more scandalised than normal and yet they also seemed to accept Noah's role was a performance. Like a busker singing an Ed Sheeran song or a magician playing card tricks. The store seemed to be genuinely operational which meant Noah was literally hanging about naked and hard in a shop while also being sexually exploited. How did retail and EMARP co-exist so serenely? How many of these people had just come to shop, have a coffee or buy a burger? How many came with the high hopes of seeing the naked EMARP actor? Noah considered himself woefully and gloriously isolated from the process that led to young men attending the events and it made it more real for him. He was flattered that people came to see him and EMERP actors like him – to watch humiliation or wrestling or actors dressed as teachers or doctors, sucking and fucking... "Oh my god! Is that Noah?" said a familiar voice. Noah turned in surprise to see Nico stepping forward, followed by a common companion during these events – Cyril. "We went to school together," Cyril said. "We didn't know you modelled, Noah," Nico in surprise. The scenario was getting more embarrassing by the minute. "You went to school with this naked boy?" asked someone with awe in his voice. "We sure did. I didn't know you looked so immature," Nico demeaned Noah. "Oh... yes... I mean, no..." Noah stuttered. "It must be embarrassing to be naked..." Dale started to say. "And hard!" someone added. "Yes, indeed. It must be embarrassing to be naked and fully erect in front of school friends," Dale said. "Oh, don't worry about that. We weren't friends," Cyril assured the audience. "Smile," Nico said and took a picture, laughing to himself and showing his phone to Cyril. "That's so funny. You should send it to the rest of the football team," Cyril said. Noah didn't think the situation could get any more embarrassing but he was wrong. "I'm so sorry I'm late, my car broke down..." Noah looked over to see Markus standing near the entrance to the store and his expression changed to one of genuine shock when he saw Noah. The young man must have known Noah would be involved but Noah suspected the details of his part in the scenario had been kept a secret to evoke a genuine reaction. Like the one Markus was exhibiting now. Nico, Cyril, Markus, Liam and Dale – blimey, it was like This Is Your Life. "What the fuck is going on here?" Markus asked. "I'm sorry, young man, who are you?" Dale asked – relishing his pompous character. "I'm the model. I was supposed to be here ages ago but like I said..." Markus started to say. "You're the model?" Liam asked – his acting was hammier than Dale's. "Yes, I'm the model. Who is he?" Markus asked – outraged to have been usurped. "You said you were the model!" Dale accused Noah crossly. "Well... not exactly," Noah pointed out. "You thought I was and I was too polite to disagree." "You were naked!" Dale said reasonably. "I never agreed to model naked!" Markus squabbled. "So you're not a model?" Dale said furiously. "How were we supposed to know he wasn't the model?" Liam asked logically. "My details told you my name was Markus..." Markus said, then turned to Noah. "Is your name Markus too?" "My name's Noah," he replied. "My details also said I was a six-foot two black guy," Markus said snappily. Dale and Liam looked chastised, embarrassed by the error that was all part of the scenario that was sure to turn on Noah at any moment. "So apart from marshmallow here being white, six inches too short, agreeing to be naked, modelling whatever that fucking thing is and having the wrong name... yea, I can see why you didn't realise the mistake," Markus said sarcastically. "I think perhaps..." Dale tried to say coolly. "Also, why does that boy have his cock out?" Markus asked loudly. The whole affair had caused a stir in the store and much amusement too. "Noah is kindly modelling a three-in-one prostate massager," Liam tried to explain. "I thought I was meant to be modelling some underwear and t-shirts?" Markus asked. "Well, yes... but..." Dale replied. "So the little guy agreed to be naked, model a prostate massager and has been walking around with a boner but there were no clues that you had the wrong model?" Markus accused. "You see..." Liam was about to try and ineffectually explain. "It's his fault!" Dale accused Noah. "What?" said Noah. "What?" said Liam. "What?" said Markus. "What?" said about ten people in the audience. "It's Noah's fault. He lied to us, misled us, seduced my clientele and exhibited himself disgracefully in the name of modelling," Dale said as if he were scandalised. "Yes, Dale's right," Liam agreed. "Are you some kind of pervert? You just go around exposing yourself and misleading honest business men?" "No... I didn't..." Noah objected. How the fuck was this his fault? "You should be spanked for being so naughty," Markus suggested. "Ohhh," said more than one person. "Quite right too. You've insulted this business by lying and insulted Markus by stealing his job," Liam pointed out. Before Noah could say anything he felt the hot sting of a slap to his left butt cheek. "Ouch!" Noah yelped. Noah was still hard too but the sensation of the slap made his erection more exciting. It squeezed out a tear of precum that landed on the floor. Noah looked over his shoulder at Markus who was very happy to have the chance to spank someone. "Again," someone shouted. Noah felt another slap to his ass and then the vibration of the three-in-one vibrator kick up a notch. The feeling of the ring vibrating around his balls and penis was really very intense. Noah was quickly subjected to a series of slaps to his arse, each one increasing the sting. Moreover, a few of Markus's slaps landed such that the prostate massager pressed harder against Noah's prostate. Noah recognised that he had not been told to bend over for his punishment – they wanted his cock to remain fully visible. "I think that will do," said Dale. "But we still need to discuss what to do now that we have two models." "Maybe Noah should step outside while we discuss it?" Markus suggested. "I agree. Noah, why don't you go get something to eat from the food court?" Liam said. "Oh... I don't... I'm not hungry," Noah said. "Nonsense," Dale replied. "Off you go." "I don't have any clothes to wear," Noah said shyly. "Noah, if you want to be a serious model, you're going to have to learn to be less self-conscious," Dale responded. "Can you at least turn the prostate massager off?" Noah pleaded reasonably. "You've started promoting our product, you might as well continue," Liam replied dismissively. "We'll look after him," Nico said with a mischievous grin. "Great idea. Go with your little school friends..." Dale started to say. "We're not his friends," Cyril repeated. "You can come back in half an hour, Noah," said Liam. Noah was hustled out of the main entrance and into the wide concourse. The activity of the shop had been contained and positively intimate compared to being naked in the commuting area between the shops. "Let's go Noah," Nico said and they headed into a stream of people moving away towards them. Pushing though the surprised group, Noah felt genuinely embarrassed. He was hard and the vibrations were still going inside his ass and around his cock and balls. They were approaching the escalator when Cyril tugged his arm and pulled him towards the lifts. "Can't we take the stairs?" Noah suggested. "I like the lift better," Cyril said. Then he added: "Because it's glass and everyone will see you." Nico gave Cyril a high five and they expertly played the part of mean schoolboy peers tormenting a humiliated classmate. The lift arrived and they stepped inside. Noah was about to press the "3" button to take them up to the food court when Nico reached past him and pressed "0" instead. "Wait!" Noah objected but it was too late. Inevitably, they were going down to the ground floor where the lift would open into the main atrium. "Oops, wrong button," Nico said insincerely. The lift opened and Noah was pushed out into the main atrium. Everyone coming into the shopping centre could see him, the space was the biggest, widest space in the mall, it was the busiest throughfare and hundreds of people were now looking at him. The expression ranged from lust and open amazement to disgust and shock. The naked, barefoot, hard and hairless boy in their midst was both a visual treat and a scandal. "Maybe you were right, Noah. Maybe we should take the stairs," Cyril said. Noah was again hustled forward before he could object and they headed towards the stairs. They didn't even take the escalator which at least would have moved faster. Instead, Noah was subjected to the climb from the ground floor to the first, the first floor to the second and then the second floor to the third. Noah was paraded naked and hard with red buttocks on show, his bare feet patting softly on the ground while prostate was constantly stimulated so he couldn't go soft. Not that Noah wanted to go soft! He was loving every moment of his exposure. When they finally arrived in the food court, Noah was led to a less than isolated table but there were also more obvious places to sit too. Cyril went to buy him food and Nico sat with his hand on Noah's knee. "Did you like that? Being paraded around like that?" Nico asked. "I... maybe?" Noah replied – feigning the uncertainty of his character. "Do you like this?" Nico asked. Nico then grabbed Noah's cock and stroked it. It was fucking incredible. It felt like his cock had been hard and stimulated for hours now. Even though he hadn't been touching it, it had still been under constant attention from the rings around the shaft and around his balls. "I asked if you like it?" Nico repeated. "Yes... oh my god, yes," Noah admitted. "I'll let you cum if you want?" Nico whispered. Noah could feel Nico's breath on his ear and then a kiss on his cheek. The affection of the moment was surprising but Nico was smirking and still holding Noah's cock. This was a very public place to cum. The food court was packed with diners who had noticed Noah and were waiting to see what happened next. A few people seemed bewildered by the naked boy but did not object. A naked boy in the food court was not a typical development and yet the men and boys quickly accepted it. Perhaps it was the cock ring that made clear Noah was part of some performance. "I want to cum," Noah agreed. "Well, you have to do something for me first. Get under the table," Nico ordered. Noah looked around and then slid under the table as unobtrusively as possible. It was all part of the live performance and Noah knew cameras from all around the shopping centre would be used to construct a humiliating erotic film. Nico pulled the front of his shorts out and Noah took his cue to start sucking. Nico's cock grew and soon filled Noah's mouth. Naked under the table giving a BJ in a public place was an incredible fantasy that was only made better by Cyril's return. "Where did Noah go?" asked Cyril. "He's... under... the table," Nico said with unstimulated arousal. Cyril laughed and looked under the table to see the naked boy sucking cock. There were boys and young men all around adding to the available perspectives for the final film by recoding the action on phones. Cyril pulled his shorts down and stroked himself until he was hard. Then Noah was given two cocks to suck. Noah alternated between them, tasting both and sharing the exudate between the leaking erections as he pleased each of them. The lads tilted their cocks towards each other, the tips touching so Noah could try and take them both at the same time. Nico came first, coating Noah's tongue and lips with jizz that Noah gobbled up hungrily. Some of it still dripped down Nico's shaft and was deposited in the stubble above his cock. When Cyril jizzed, more of it went on Noah's face than in his mouth but Noah still sucked it until it was dry. Noah was getting desperate to cum now and just when he thought he might be allowed there was an angry shout. "Just what is going on here?" Dale asked. Noah heard Nico and Cyril mumbling but not really saying anything. "Noah, get out here!" Dale demanded. Noah came out from under the table and saw Dale had called a lot of attention to him. "I came to agree you and Markus could both model for me today but then I find you giving felatio to your classmates?" Dale chastised. Noah was mortified. It was like getting shouted at by your dad... while nude, hard and wearing a sex toy. "Well, you seem so keep to exhibiting yourself. Why don't you go ahead?" Dale invited. "What?" Noah responded. "Go ahead a masturbate. It will give everyone something to watch while they eat," Dale said disgustedly. If there was any doubt that every single person in the shopping centre was in on or at least aware of the setup, that doubt was gone. Luckily, Noah liked exhibiting himself, liked having orgasms and was now so horny he didn't care who was watching. Noah grabbed his cock and started stroking. The noises were wet from the excessive amounts of precum available. All around him, men and boys were watching Noah beat off and there was a "whoop" of excitement when pre-ejaculate sprayed forth because someone had turned up the settings on the vibrators. Liam must have been hiding out of view. It didn't matter because Noah's hand was well lubricated with precum and his fist rubbed the head enthusiastically until it erupted with a fountain of cum that shot across the floor. Noah made sure the next spurt was on himself and the next three after that. Noah's abdomen was glossy with a combination of sweat and spunk. The expressions of his audience varied from impressed to pretending to be offended. "Noah, you're fired!" Dale said. "He certainly has," Cyril joked. There was a rumble of laughter at the comment but Dale remained looking serious. Being fired from a job the narrative had already explained Noah was doing for free wasn't much of a punishment. "Return my property to the store in five minutes," Dale said and he stormed off. This turn of events meant Noah had to do a walk of shame. Covered in his own cum, Noah walked from the food court to the stairs and down to the second floor. Across the concourse and back to Dale's store, all the while the crowds were able to see him nude and degraded with jizz. Noah removed the prostate massager from his ass and slipped the rings off from around his cock and balls. Noah felt naked without the black ring around his penis and testicles but it was a relief too. Noah wondered if the prostate massager would be auctioned off and if it would need to be cleaned first or would some disgusting man want the device with Noah's boy juices all over it? "You can use my office to get dressed. I found some clothes for you to wear," Dale said more gently than he had been throughout the rest of the scenario. "Thanks," Noah replied. In the backroom Noah found Mason. It had been a while since Noah had conversed with Mr Godetia. He smiled when Noah walked in and Noah was frankly surprised to find actual clothes. The clothes were small white running shorts, a white ribbed vest and white trainers but they were something. "Hello, Mason," Noah said. "Good afternoon, Noah. Did you enjoy the scenario?" Mason asked. "It was certainly the biggest set I've ever been on," Noah conceded. Mason laughed and sat down to watch Noah get dressed. "There is an ongoing financial dispute, an uproar in the city council and multiple vendors who want to sell their stakes in this place," Mason said. Noah looked blank. "I don't know what that means," Noah replied. "It means this place cost a fortune to build but it would bring millions of pounds to the local community... but not of all the retailers pack up and leave," Mason explained. "Anyway, I took advantage and I've been filming smut here all week." Noah was surprised that this was deemed an acceptable use of the venue but didn't want to dig too deep into Mason's local political influence. "Glad I could help," Noah said dryly but with a smile. "We've actually been filming three other scenarios while you've been running around in the nude," Mason said proudly. Noah chuckled and sat down to put the trainers on. He was decent now in the vest and shorts. Noah's flaccid cock felt sensitive inside the shorts after being so hard for so long and cumming so much. "So, are you interested in another scenario?" Mason asked carefully. The last time they had talked, Mason had seriously and sympathetically acknowledged Noah should have a life outside of EMARP events – including a sex life or a love life. Mason had reassured Noah that he should decide what parts of your life he wanted to continue and what he wanted to stop. "Yea, I think I'd like to do another," Noah admitted. "How are things with your boyfriend?" Mason asked in a fatherly tone. "Complicated," Noah replied guardedly. Noah had taken quite enough advice about his relationship; he didn't want any more. "Ok," Mason replied. "I wondered if you'd be interested in a Pride event that's coming up in a couple of weeks. Outdoor event, lots of gays, no dress code..." Noah chuckled, "You're shameless. Always an angle with you, isn't there?" Noah wasn't being judgemental about the comment. "Well, a man's got to have a hobby," Mason joked. "I'll leave the shamelessness to you." Next week is the final chapter (plus an epilogue) 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. Please keep messaging - email, blog, twitter, newtumbl (see below). 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.