Date: Thu, 18 May 2023 17:55:53 +0100 From: J. Forrester Subject: Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist - Chapter Thirty-Three Part 1 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. Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction for entertainment only. The author does not condone anything herein; practice sex safely and legally. Any resemblances to real people, places and events (past, present or future) is unintentional. Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Thirty-Three: Pride FRIDAY 24TH JUNE 2022 Noah nuzzled into Morys's neck as they danced on the floor. Well, they swayed. Morys looked incredibly handsome in a blue suit and tie and white shirt while Noah was wearing a black jockstrap, black boots and a black bowtie. It was an understated outfit by Noah's usual level of expression. Noah felt calm and happy with Morys holding him. Morys could feel Noah's hot skin and his bare hands touched Noah's back, slipping down to the sacrum and pinging the waistband playfully. Noah chuckled into Morys's neck, breathing into the skin that smelled of Calvin Klein. Toby was dancing with Amos; Mateo was dancing with Kevin and Samir had persuaded Ronan to dance even though he didn't really want to. Around the hall were other couples or at least pairs of dancers; Dural and Jasper, Ryan and Scott, Kamal and Mike, Lee and Sol, Jonas and Jonah... there must surely have been some heteros in the room but Noah didn't notice them. It was the official last day of the exam timetable... "And we can now forget literally everything we've ever learned!" Matty had confidently declared. "Sweetie, you know you need to still know that stuff if you want to study Biomedical Sciences at Uni?" Kevin gently reminded his boyfriend. "But I deleted it!" Matty squeaked. ...and everyone was feeling very relaxed. Possibly because of contraband alcohol. One song ended and another began but Noah and Morys continued to sway in a contented embrace. The end of year celebration had been organised by the students of Five Dukes Boys School who had joined with the forces of evil – otherwise known as kids from Barons Edge Comprehensive – to create a united event. The Maths, Physics and Chemistry Exchange had brought the Sixth Formers together so it was apt they should celebrate the conclusion of high school together. They had a nervous wait ahead for exam results. "I know you've been worried... about us, I mean," Morys said quietly. Noah felt himself stiffen – not in that way – and grow still, continuing to move only because he was wrapped in Morys's wonderful arms. "I've not exactly picked a great moment," Morys laughed at himself. Noah took his face out of his boyfriend's neck and looked up into Morys's eyes. "I've been procrastinating," Noah confessed. "Me too. You've been trying to talk to me about this for a while and I keep putting it off," Morys admitted. "Scared, I guess." "Scared?" Noah asked. "Do you want to break up with me?" Morys asked with big sad eyes. Was now really the right time to have this conversation? "No. Do you want to break up with me?" Noah replied. "No... but I'm worried about what happens next. We've only been dating for two months, Noah. We should try to be honest about what's going to happen after the summer..." Morys started to say. Noah could help but laugh and Morys was caught off guard. Momentarily annoyed and then also amused as he realised what was happening. "You're worried about the same thing?" Morys asked. "Yes," Noah chuckled. "Why are we like this? We could have talked about this weeks ago." Although the music was still playing, it felt like a private conversation and they didn't need to shout to be heard by each other. "I wanted this. I really liked you and I wish I'd asked you out sooner but everyone told me you weren't the dating type..." Morys started to say. "I wasn't but I'm glad you persuaded me. You helped me realise what I was missing," Noah jumped in. "I felt like we were making it work and then we realised we'd be going to different universities..." Morys continued nervously. "We'd be far apart, hours apart, months apart between semesters..." Noah agreed. "I don't feel like long distance is going to work for me. And there will be closer gays for both of us," Morys pointed out. "I don't want you to miss out on the closer gays," Noah admitted. "Sitting at your window, looking out at the rain and pining for me." Noah was joking and teasing. He felt a stab of guilt for being surprised that Morys also didn't want a long-distance relationship. Noah assumed Morys was more invested than he was. "Pining?" Morys laughed. "So, what do we do?" "Remember you asked me if I care about anyone?" Noah reminded Morys. They had argued about Noah's lack of emotional attachment to anyone – right before Noah asked Morys out for the first time. "I remember," Morys replied. "Well, I care about you. I know it's only been a few months but they've made me wish we had started dating six months ago or eight months ago," Noah confessed seriously. "Maybe that would have made this harder?" Morys replied. "We'd be in deeper and deciding what to call our cats and suddenly realising how hard it's going to be when we're apart." "Any chance of you staying in Five Dukes?" Noah joked. "Any chance of you moving to Wales with me?" Morys replied. Neither of them answered the other's question. They already knew from past conversations – Noah wouldn't go and Morys wouldn't stay. "I don't want to break up, Morys. You're my first ever boyfriend," Noah said. "You know, I didn't want to date you because of your body... well, not just because of your body," Morys jested. Noah chuckled too, feeling some tension disperse from the conversation. "I like who you are. It never bothered me that there were other boys," Morys pointed out. "But it bothers me that we need to think about the future. Because I don't want to break my heart." "I'd never deliberately hurt you," Noah promised. It was strange because Morys had been so accepting of Noah's `extracurricular' activities – his adventures and EMARP. Morys was accepting that Noah was physical with other boys and had never asked for exclusivity – he had even expressed interest in seeing Noah's performances with others. When they started dating, an emotional instead of physical relationship had seemed like something of a challenge to Noah. Now, he couldn't imagine his life without it. "I know. I never expected we'd feel this way about each other," Morys acknowledged their mutual attachment. "You know, you're not actually in Wales yet," Noah said. "Correct me if I'm wrong but it feels like we agree... the writing is on the wall?" "You're not wrong," Morys said glumly. "But you're not actually in Wales yet," Noah repeated. They still had three months together and Noah found himself excited about the time they had rather than lamenting the time they didn't have. "You said we should try to be honest about what's going to happen after the summer..." Noah recalled. "But it's not actually after the summer yet." "Noah... do you want to stay my boyfriend?" Morys proposed. Noah chuckled and smiled. "Sure..." said Noah with theatrical nonchalance. They continued to dance together, watching other happy couples and people who weren't couples but who had been persuaded to join in. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," Noah confessed all of a sudden. Morys was stunned and tears welled in his eyes. "Oh, please don't cry. I'm not the kind of gay who knows what to do with a crying person," Noah said. "How am I ever going to find someone else?" Morys asked rhetorically. "Who wouldn't want you?" Noah pointed out. Noah meant it too. He felt undeserving in a way. Noah considered himself a dirty, sex-obsessed boy who had gotten lucky when he met someone as sensitive and understanding as Morys. Noah had no doubts there would be a wonderful boy in Morys's future but what about him? And there was Noah's egotism again. Did the world revolve around Noah? Was he really so obsessed about his own story? "I still want you to be my first time," Morys said quietly. "Oh? You mean..." Noah's face brightened. "Don't get too excited... especially not in that thing," Morys pointed to the jockstrap. Noah giggled and tilted his head to kiss Morys's lips – Noah was now two inches taller than Morys but Morys was a good deal healthier and more robust in sporting an athletic rather than skinny physique. He was glad they had talked and made a decision... sort of... but Noah still felt the weight of melancholy. There was a cloud over their relationship that hadn't been there before. Resolving things, agreeing their days were numbered, had taken away the uncertainty but replaced it with certainty that good thing was going to end. "I need to sit down for a bit," Noah said. "You can sit on my lap if you want," Morys said. "I was just going to make the same offer," Noah flirted back. "I like this. This is fun," Morys said as they held hands and wandered back to their table. Samir, Ronan, Matty and Kevin were already sitting down. Toby and Amos were dancing like there was no tomorrow. "I can't keep up with them," Matty said and he nodded to the couple on the dance floor. "They're a cute couple," Kevin said. Kevin still wasn't much of a talker so when he did speak, it was usually insightful or amusing. "You're a cute couple," Matty said to Kevin. "That doesn't make any sense," Kevin replied. <> "Are you ok?" Ronan leaned towards Noah. Samir, Matty, Kevin and Morys were engaging in a spirited bout of squabbling which offered an opportunity for Noah and Ronan to talk privately. "Why wouldn't I be?" Noah asked evasively. <> "You and Morys were on the dance floor for quite a while but you weren't doing much dancing," Ronan observed. "We were having a heart to heart," Noah admitted. "So, are you ok?" Ronan asked concernedly. <> Noah had to think before he answered. He was glum but happy, excited but nervous and emotional but calm. No-one knew the future but Noah was as content about his as he could be. "Yea. I think I'm ok," Noah replied. "I've been a bad friend lately though. How are you?" Noah and Ronan talked all the time but Noah hadn't checked in on Ronan and his mental health for quite some time. Noah was the first-person Ronan had told about his Schizophrenia and the voice that dogged him. <> "Exam time was really stressful," Ronan admitted. "But I think I'm ok too." <> "The thing is... the whole Schizophrenia thing is going to mess with my whole life. There will never be a time when it's not there," Ronan confided. It really put Noah's short-term relationship problem in perspective. "But I want to be in control. I'm lucky that I'm able to function as well as I do and the voice can still be a dick..." Ronan continued. <> "But I'm ok," Ronan repeated. "I love you, man," Noah said. <> "I love you too... as a friend," Ronan said – partly to antagonise Herman. "Of course," Noah agreed. "...Not to mention the fact that you have a height advantage. Therefore, you have a greater stride length. Approximately half a centimetre per step. Across long distances, that really adds up," Matty concluded. "Long distances? Mateo, it's the other side of the room!" Kevin protested. "Sorry, what's happening?" Noah tuned in. "Matty's explaining why Kevin should go get the next round of drinks," Morys said while trying not to laugh. "I used Maths. You'd be proud of me," Mateo said with a wink. "And I was just about to explain that Mateo can go fuck himself," Kevin replied. "He already does that anyway," Noah said. And so did Ronan, Samir and Morys. They all laughed, including Matty, and when the laughter stopped Matty pouted. "This is bullying..." Mateo said. "Is it?" Kevin asked sympathetically, soothingly stroking Matty's arm. "Yes," Mateo sniffed. "I think... I think I need a drink to recover." "Oh, for fucksake, I'll go get you a damn drink!" Kevin replied and strode off. "Thanks, Kev. Love you," Matty shouted at Kevin's back. Kevin turned and smiled and then gave Matty the middle finger. "How rude," Matty said. "Did you just say you love him?" Morys asked. "Yea, but I'm very affectionate like that," Matty said as he looked around the group to point at each of his friends. "I love you too. And you and... I'm willing to love you more if you take that jockstrap off." Noah glowered at Matty who grinned hopefully. Toby and Amos sat down a few minutes later, puffed out and elated. When Kevin returned, he was carrying a tray full of beverages. "No cocktail umbrellas?" Matty asked – pushing his luck. "You're lucky you're cute," Kevin replied. "You really think I'm cute?" Matty asked gleefully. Kevin sat on Matty's knee and kissed his forehead. "Yea, you're alright," Kevin said. "You're heavy. I told you I should be on top," Matty said. Noah and Ronan barked out a laugh while Toby, Amos and Samir aspirated on their drinks. Kevin blushed and shuffled back to his own seat. Kevin was a big lad who still wouldn't have looked out of place in a boxing ring. Then there was Mateo, shorter and cute like a puppy. They made such a contrasting couple both physically and in personality. Where Matty was gregarious, OTT and had the excitement level of a sugar rushing toddler, Kevin was reserved, guarded and reclusive. "There's a big Pride event this weekend," Amos asserted. "Do you guys want to go?" Toby said. "Are you guys going to start doing that thing where you finish..." Matty began. Everyone looked at him waiting for him to finish while Matty glared at Kevin and then elbowed him. "Ouch!" Kevin complained. "I said! Are you guys going to start doing that thing... where you... finish... each other's..." Matty looked hopefully at Kevin. Kevin offered Matty a very long, expressionless stare, agitating his boyfriend until he took pity. "Sentences," Kevin said. "...entences," Matty leaped in. "Oh wow, wasn't that cute? We just finished each other's sentences." "Pride could be fun," Noah said, getting the plot back on track. Morys looked at him and grinned then chuckled. "What are you going to wear?" Morys asked him. "Oh, you think you know me so well," Noah objected to the implication. Not even Noah could keep a straight face though. All his friends knew he had something quintessentially Noah in mind. "Do you want to tell them?" Samir asked Ronan. <> "Tell us what?" Amos asked interestedly. "Ronan and I were already going to the Pride event..." Samir responded. "As a couple? Oh my god, why didn't you tell me!" Matty interrupted. <> Although Ronan was gay, Samir was asexual. Samir still hadn't decided if he was aromantic or not but if he was interested in an emotionally intimate relationship, he hadn't met anyone to make it work. <> "No more fizzy drinks for you," Kevin said – taking Mateo's drink from his excitable hand and putting it on the table. "What? No, not as a couple," Ronan insisted. <> "I didn't loss him, we were never a couple..." Ronan responded. "Sorry. Ignore us." It was a rare joke from Ronan about his mental health. Everyone had come to accept his occasional no sequiturs. Mateo opened his mouth to say something else but Morys leaned over and covered his mouth. "Go ahead," Morys said to Samir. "We can do that? Why didn't anyone tell me we can do that?" Kevin asked as he looked at a quietened Matty. This time Matty offered a middle finger. "Well, there's an asexual community in Five Dukes. We talk online and share our experiences and thoughts and feelings. I was planning to meet them," Samir revealed. "I told Ronan about it and he said he was meeting people too." "Mhoo arr oo heetming?" Matty mumbled with deliberate difficulty. Morys uncovered his mouth and wiped his hand on his trousers. "Who are you meeting?" Matty repeated properly. "I still see a councillor sometimes. They recommended an LGBTQ+ group for people who are neurodivergent and who have mental health issues," Ronan revealed. <> Ronan didn't dignify this parody with a response but Herman laughed in Ronan's head. "Well, it's really nice you guys have likeminded peers and support," Toby said. "You know we're here for you too?" "Totally. Finding other people like us isn't about anything you guys have or haven't done," Samir reassured his friends. "So it's not because of something I said?" Mateo asked. "Sounds unlikely," Noah joked. A while later – several drinks and dances and sarcastic comments later – the last dance was announced and Noah once again found himself in Morys's arms. He still couldn't shake the feeling that he was running out of time but he wasn't scared of it anymore. Couples had started kissing and there were some tears, lots of hugging and the sense of an ending had suddenly arrived. "I would understand if you wanted to wait for the right person," Noah said softly as the music carried on. "But if you want to make love to me, not have sex, that would be really nice." "No," Morys said. "I want you to make love to me." The trouble was, it took another hour to clear the dance floor, say goodbye, hug, say goodbye, clear the hall, say goodbye, hug again, wait for Daniel to arrive, say goodbye again... By the time Noah and Morys were arriving home, it was cold and dark outside... well, it was really very mild actually because it was the height of summer. It was warm, almost humid, moist even and dark as the boys arrived back at Noah's house. "I'm going to stay at Jamie's," Daniel announced as he handed Noah his house keys. Lacking pockets, Noah did not have keys on him. "You are?" Noah asked. "Oh... I see. Gotcha." Noah winked theatrically. "No, dumbass. We're not going to fuck," Daniel said – much to Morys's surprise. "He only has eyes for someone else. I'm leaving you two alone. Dad is staying the night with Mark so you have the house to yourselves." Noah and Morys got out the car and Noah found himself appreciating his big brother for the gesture. Noah had told Dan that Morys was reticent to fuck or have sex but must have anticipated lovemaking was a possibility. Dan could be surprisingly insightful sometimes. Noah and Morys entered the house and Daniel, true to his word pulled away and left the boys alone. "Quick question... your brother Dan fucks other men?" Morys asked. "Oh... sometimes. He's heteroflexible. My dad is gay. I think all the McNelis boys are just irresistible to other men," Noah suggested. To punctuate this point, Morys turned away. Noah grinned at the deliberate but not serious snub. Noah was still dressed in nothing but boots, a bowtie and a black jockstrap. He removed the bowtie and the boots but left the jock on – it was always nice to leave something for a partner to remove. Morys removed his suit jacket and shoes before turning to regard Noah. Noah who was topless and barefoot and the size of the jockstrap made it obvious he had no pubic hair around his penis. The jock wrapped around the flaccid tube of flesh, making it bulge and sit nicely. Noah moved forward on light feet and kissed Morys on the lips, pressing their bodies together. Morys drifted his hands down Noah's bare back and now that they weren't on the dance floor, he more openly groped Noah's buttocks. Noah smiled while trying to kiss and thrust his prominent bulge against the flatness at the front of Morys's trousers. "Upstairs?" Morys asked. Noah nodded and Morys smiled happily – snapping the elastic of Noah's jockstrap with a satisfying clap against Noah's skin. Up they went, Morys leading the way and holding Noah's hand as they ascended and entered Noah's bedroom. Morys turned to Noah and seemed uncertain what to do next. Noah took charge, reaching slowly for the shirt and unbuttoning it from the collar to the final button. Morys's athletic chest sported a sporadic nest of hair, a manly contrast to Noah's boyish physique. Noah slipped the shirt off Morys's shoulders and kissed from the clavicle to the neck and then down the centre of his boyfriend's chest. Noah's hands worked their way down Morys's sides until he wriggled from ticklishness. Noah moved his lips to a nipple while his hands opened Morys's trousers so he could see the underwear inside. Morys was sporting boxer-briefs that hugged his ample ass, wrapped around muscular thighs and revealed an impressive dent in the front where his penis left an impression. "Come here," Noah whispered. He didn't need to whisper – even if the house hadn't been empty, he wouldn't have needed to. Yet, the moment felt right for whispering – for quietness and gentleness and serenity. Noah led Morys to his bed where Morys sat and removed his socks, then lifted his ass and pushed his trousers and underwear down in one. Morys was a sporty lad who had an athletic physique and, unlike Noah, hair on his chest and under his arms. Morys's legs and thighs featured feathery black hair too that blended in against his brown skin. Noah pulled the trousers and underwear away from Morys's feet and tossed them on the floor. Morys dragged himself back on the bed until his head was near the pillows and Noah climbed on top. Their naked bodies were hot, with Noah's petite buttocks virtually sitting on Morys's penis, which was no longer flaccid. Noah lowered his chest onto Morys's and the pair kissed with greater intensity than the tentative gesture downstairs. Chests and penises writhed together, arousing them both so they became fully hard. There was something to be said for frottage – both boys really rather enjoyed the enthusiastic rubbing and wriggling. Morys found himself getting passionate and excited, breathing heavily while Noah kissed his neck. Noah next rolled over and lay beside Morys where they just gazed at each other and enjoyed the company. Noah didn't want to assume Morys still wanted to do what he had said earlier – Morys had had sex with him as a top but not as the receiving partner. Did Morys still want to take that step? Noah had had sex many times but this time did feel different. Noah reached for Morys's erection and stroked it. His own hard-on had largely been ignored so far except for when it had been mashed against Morys's. Morys lay back on the bed while he was masturbated, enjoying Noah's hand as it wrapped around his cock and stroked up and down. Morys reached for Noah's erection which was an inch bigger than his own. "Do you still want me to?" Noah asked. "Yes," Morys replied. "If you need me to stop..." Noah said supportively. "I know," Morys interrupted with a finger to Noah's lips. Noah rolled over and found a condom beside his bed. He didn't even broach the subject with Morys, Noah knew what his boyfriend would say about it. "So... how should we..." Morys tried to ask delicately. Noah smiled softly, accepting and appreciating Morys's nervousness. Noah lay on his back as he rolled on the condom and squeezed lube onto it. "Climb on top, facing me," Noah instructed. Morys smiled as he followed Noah's lead. Morys's legs were on either side of Noah, his knees nearly under Noah's armpits and his ass sitting on Noah's stomach. Morys could feel Noah's cock against his sacrum. "Lift your ass a little bit and hold my dick," Noah said. Morys followed the guidance and without further instructions, lowered his arse until he felt Noah's throbbing hardness. "You can control how fast and deep you go," Noah said. "Whenever you're ready." Morys was ready! He was nervous but excited and he was fully aware of his dick pointing at a forty-five-degree angle from his groin. Noah reached for it and gave it a few encouraging swipes. Morys reached behind his back with one hand and gripped Noah's protected penis. Holding it steady, Morys lowered his hole towards it until he felt the touch. Noah had a big dick which Morys loved but he hadn't really thought about how the bigness was now going to be inside him. Morys had experimented with fingers and a vibrator but Noah's cock was the real thing and unlike anything he'd tried before. Morys worked his sphincter against Noah's cock, easing it into his hole until it popped in. His cherry was popped and once Noah's cock was inside him, Morys felt a wave of unexpected emotion and sensation. The feeling of his sphincter spreading had been exciting but the feel of a shaft literally inside him was magnificent. There was no hurriedness, they took their time as if cherishing the limited weeks and months ahead by appreciating the minutes and hours. Morys worked his ass up and down, sliding the shaft part of the way inside him and then drawing it out. Morys's eyes found Noah's, which was filled with happiness and pleasure. Morys was boosted by the knowledge he was doing a good job. Noah reached forward and grabbed Morys's penis. It was throbbing and oozed some pre-ejaculate as Noah worked with it. Meanwhile, Noah's dick was still sliding in and out of is boyfriend. Once Morys seemed comfortable, a few times he had dropped his ass all the way down (almost) to the hilt, Noah asked Morys if he was ready for more. "Is it ok if I help?" Noah asked. "Yes..." Morys breathed. Morys couldn't imagine feeling any more things than he was already experiencing so when Noah started humping his ass in combination with Morys's own actions, the result was incredible. Morys could feel Noah's pelvis hitting his buttocks. It no longer mattered which of them was moving because the combined effect threatened to milk Morys's prostate. "Do you need a minute?" asked Noah. Morys didn't speak. Instead, he pulled himself off Noah's cock and dropped himself into a seated position at the side of the bed. Noah sat up and draped his arms over Morys's shoulders. Noah leaned forward, still behind Morys, and kissed his lover's cheek. "I didn't think it would feel like this," Morys confessed. "Is it good? Or do you not like it? It's not for everyone," Noah reassured. "I don't know. I want to try it again though," Morys replied and grinned. Morys stood up, turned around and then put his hands on the edge of the bed and leaned forward. He planted a kiss on Noah's lips but his ass was thrust out and waiting to be taken again. "Get behind me," Morys said. With Morys bent over, Noah had good access to his hole. Noah pressed his cock against it and eased back into the moist cavern of Morys's guts. Noah slid himself in and out, holding Morys's hips as he thrust. Morys heard the slap against his ass and the feel of Noah's hips touching his own. The best sensation of all was the tumescent head of spongy hard tissue pumping against the nugget inside Morys's arse. Morys felt his cock humping against the edge of Noah's bed and he was nearly ready to cum. Morys felt momentarily embarrassed – what if he came first? Was he cumming too early? Who was supposed to cum first, the top or the bottom? The questions were quickly moot because Noah declared he was ready. "I'm going to cum, Morys," Noah told him. "Are you ok with that?" "Yes, baby. Cum in me," Morys replied. Morys wasn't sure if he should have been able to feel the moment it happened. Was it because Noah was wrapped? If Noah hadn't been wearing protection, would Morys have felt the splash inside him? Morys felt Noah's hands leave his hips and stroking up and down his back. Finally, he felt the long, leisurely slide of Noah's cock pulling out for the final time. Morys felt his hole close up as the thick stack that had held it open was removed. "Turn around," Noah said. Morys stood and turned but Noah pushed Morys in the chest and his boyfriend dropped onto the bed. Noah knelt between his legs and grabbed Morys's cock. Sucking it, liking it and swallowing all the juices. Noah played with Morys's balls and worked two fingers towards his perineum and then advanced towards Morys's sphincter again. The frigging from two fingers while getting a blowjob resulted in the most phenomenal orgasm Morys had ever experienced. The stimulation of his prostate was a weird but wonderful addition to the attention on his cock. Cumming in Noah's mouth was like the cherry on top – a cherry that replaced the one he had just lost. Once he was sure Morys had fully blown, Noah sat back and licked his lips clean while swallowing every drop of secretion he could find. "Was it ok?" Noah asked Morys concernedly. "It was better than ok," Morys replied. "It was amazing." "I thought so too," Noah agreed. It was nice that they had both felt it was something special. It was true that Noah had experienced far more powerful orgasms but the relationship between them had changed Noah's feelings about how important that was. Noah finally appreciated the difference between fucking and making love. Was it love he felt? Noah loved his friends and would gladly tell them so but did he love Morys? "Lie down with me, Noah," Morys said. They lay together, a sheet eventually pulled over them, facing each other and enjoying a warm and contented embrace. Then they fell asleep. SATURDAY 25TH JUNE 2022 Noah woke first, staring into Morys's relaxed features and caressing his jaw which had black stubble. Morys was the type of boy who could probably grow a full beard in a week or two. Noah wondered what Morys would look like with a beard and it was fun to imagine. Morys would always be the mature young man, dude, guy, lad hunk and Noah would always be the boy, teen, twink boi. Noah had always liked lying in bed with another boy but the night after Morys lost his virginity made it more special. Noah wondered if he would feel like this again? Would he find someone else to lie in bed with and smile at their sleeping face? "How long have you been staring at me?" Morys asked. "A while," Noah admitted. "You're cute," Morys replied. "I like looking at you. You looked all peaceful," Noah told his lover. "You look cute too. Thank you for last night..." Morys said. "Is it weird to thank someone for sex?" "You're asking the wrong person," Noah suggested with a laugh. Noah had perhaps had too many sexual partners for a boy of only seventeen. Certainly more than a dozen... nearly two dozen? Between topping and bottoming, Noah's preference, it was a significant number. Morys laughed too and rolled onto his back. "Is it really ok... that I've had sex with other people?" Noah asked. "Yes," Morys replied. "I don't expect to only date virgins, Noah." "I mean... are you still ok with me having sex with other people. I told you sex is important to me," Noah pointed out. "Though, now I think about it, I've not actually had sex with anyone else since we started dating." "I'd be curious to watch someday if I'm honest," Morys confessed. "Oh really?" Noah asked with bright eyes. "Sure. It sounds exciting," Morys assured him. "I wanted to be your boyfriend, Noah. If we never had sex or kissed or even held hands, I would still have been happy being your boyfriend," Morys asserted. "But are you happy we... had sex? Made love?" Noah asked. Morys had been very reticent just two months ago. Now, in a short space of time Morys had topped and bottomed. "I just wanted to be sure before I did it for the first time. And I was sure. After we spent time together and I saw you naked so often and you were so chilled out about sex, I realised maybe I was just scared," Morys admitted. "I'm glad we had sex. I'm glad you were my first." "I'm glad too," Noah said and he tucked himself into Morys's arms so they could cuddle in bed. "I still don't I understand why you like it so much," Morys said. "Well... I liked topping." "I like being the bottom so that works out nicely," Noah chuckled. "Do you bottom when you do your roleplaying things?" Morys said suddenly. "Sometimes. Sometimes it just oral sex or mutual masturbation," Noah replied. "Just BJ's and hand jobs, that all," Morys reiterated casually and then laughed. "I'd love to see it someday. You really are a unique person Noah." "It's really meant something with you though," Noah insisted and looked up into Morys eyes to make sure he understood. "It's not just sex with you. It feels important somehow." "And it's never felt like that before?" Morys asked hopefully. Noah's expression changed just for a moment. The times with Jamie had felt special too. EMARP, his friends and more casual occasions like Mr Cooke or his son hadn't been (emotionally) special but Jamie... "Don't know. Maybe," Noah admitted and he closed his eyes with his head on Morys's chest. Noah didn't want to look at Morys after confessing he might have felt such an important level of closeness before. He thought Morys would be disappointed. Quite the opposite though, Morys smiled and closed his eyes, pleased that he was as special to Noah as Noah was to him. Moreover, Morys was impressed that for all Noah's protests about his casualness towards sex, Noah seemed just as susceptible to the possibility of falling in love as he was. Maybe Noah would never be in love with him but Morys was pleased that Noah seemed open to being in love with someone. They dozed for a while before waking again to the sound of messages disturbing their phones. Noah lifted his phone and checked the message: Mateo: [Are you and Morys still coming to Pride/ meeting us there?] Morys lifted his phone and read his message: Matty: [Tell Noah to check his phone.] "We should reply or he'll just..." Noah started to say. His phone trilled and Noah read another message. "...Keep messaging until he annoys us to death," Noah concluded. "Do you want to go?" "Yea, go on then," Morys said. Noah tapped a reply before Matty could send another message. SUNDAY 26TH JUNE 2022 Pride wasn't just something that happened once... Literally, there had been events all month but the final weekend of celebrations had become something truly spectacular. Noah, Morys, Toby, Amos, Ronan, Mateo, Kevin and Samir had spent most of Saturday together. Samir and Ronan met with their groups and introduced them to their friends and regretted introducing anyone to Matty who was too Matty for most people. The main events were hosted on the beach at Barron's Bay which Noah hadn't seen so busy since the summer events with Europeans Visiting Britain when the beach had been a nudist haven. Saturday had bene a long and wonderful day from the moment he woke up next to Morys to the moment he fell asleep video messaging his boyfriend. When Noah woke up on Sunday morning, he used the bathroom and then washed his hands and went downstairs for breakfast. Noah spotted Daniel and Jamie first – Dan had a t-shirt and shorts on but Jamie was wearing a vest and boxers. His arms and legs looked great and Noah took several seconds before admonishing himself for checking him out. Daniel smirked at Noah's interest and when Noah finally looked away, he saw his dad and Mark also having breakfast. Mark, his dad's new boyfriend was a handsome young man around his dad's age. He was not used to seeing Noah naked and was more embarrassed than Noah. Noah shamelessly walked around the kitchen, hairless with his genitals exposed. The only thing that stopped Mark thinking it was sordid was the innocence with which Noah did it. There was no shock value in his nudity, no arousal and no overt exposure even though he was clearly fully exposed. There was a round of "good morning's" and some polite chit chat before Dan asked Noah about his plans. "I'm going to the Pride events again today," Noah reported. "I heard things had started to get risquι during the big event yesterday," Daniel said. "Risquι? In what way?" Mark asked. "I wouldn't ask if I were you," Bruce warned. "My sons are very open minded and not easily surprised. If Dan thought it was risquι, it probably means it was..." "Pure filth," Jamie, mouth full of cornflakes, supplied an end to the sentence. "Like I said, best not to ask," Bruce supplied. Bruce was different around Mark. The dynamic he'd shared with Jamie had made him fun and indiscreet but the relationship with Mark was clearly mature and more conventional. He had settled down with Mark in a way he couldn't with a younger man. "I'll drive you to the beach if you want?" Daniel offered. "No thanks," Noah replied with a grin. "I'm going to take the bus." The cause of the grin was that Mr Godetia, Mason, had made some arrangements and recommendations. Noah was unclear if he was engaging in the most elaborate EMARP event ever or if Mason was simply facilitating an exciting adventure he knew Noah would enjoy. The adventure began with Sextr, which Noah usually used to communicate with Mason and which he was now using to take recommendations for his outfit. Noah had set a Task-Me for followers to suggest what he should wear to Pride. Many of suggestions involved Noah going totally naked. Noah was not averse to this suggestion and Mason insisted there was a laissez faire attitude to the final weekend of events. However, the only thing better than being naked in public was getting naked in public. Dan was right that things had turned risquι – though Noah and his friends hadn't caught the action. They had been elsewhere when a group of young men done the full monty but everyone had heard about it. Noah agreed to the Task-Me suggestions that he wear running shorts and a vest. Noah insisted on wearing briefs but let the Task-Me choose the colour. Baby blue briefs, white running shorts, a white vest and trainers with no socks. Honestly, Noah could have chosen the outfit himself but it was still fun to imagine people online getting a kick out of dressing him. Noah set up another Task-Me that would allow live participation, comments and feedback throughout the day. Noah took a selfie that showed off the impressive result of his outfit. The shorts showed off his long, velvety legs. The shorts were short enough to expose his thighs and reveal the hairlessness of his inner thighs which made him look younger. The vest exposed Noah's hairless armpits. Noah stepped out the front door to walk to the bus stop. When he got there, he waited and Noah contemplated past bus adventures. Last summer he had been shirtless in shorts at a bus stop and exposed himself to a hot lad. That had been fun. On the bus home on the same day, Noah had travelled while covered in cum – revealing the cum crust on his skin to a group of obnoxious boys. Two months ago, Noah had been carrying a magazine on the bus that featured pictures of him in the tiniest swimming trunks a boy could possibly wear. He had been sixteen when the picture was taken but the magazine implied he was two or three years younger. When boys on the bus saw it and recognised him, they had teased him and teased him even more when they found a link to nudes of Noah on the beach. Noah surprised them by exposing himself and there had been something satisfying about turning the tables on them. Noah remained dressed at the bus stop but he still attracted attention from a variety of gay people waiting for the bus. It was not judgemental or stereotyping to say the lads looked, sounded and acted gay – they were unambiguously headed to the Pride events. When the bus arrived, Noah raced up to the top deck and was pleased the back seats were empty. The top floor was nearly half full but there were several vacant seats at the back. Noah walked to the back and sat down. The bus was arranged like a typical bus with a central aisle and on either side a two-seater bench. The back row could sit five or six people – or one Noah as was the case at the moment. Noah waited only a minute before checking his phone. There was already a stream of comments on the Task-Me from lads making suggestions about what Noah should do next. Noah took a picture of himself on the bus, exposing the shaved armpit and the busy front rows of the bus. Noah looked forward and caught the eye of a good-looking eighteen-year-old – brown skin, black hair, nice arms shown off by his muscle t-shirt. It turned Noah on to think someone was watching while he was being naughty. Noah's lower half was hidden behind the rows of seats in front of him but taking clothes off while the cute guy kept checking him out was a fun idea. Shorts off! This was a recurring theme – along with suggesting he take the vest off – and Noah was drawn to the idea like a bottom to a reverse cowboy position. Noah was excited by the idea of taking off the shorts first and sitting on the bus with lots of people around him in just a vest and underpants. Noah took another picture and uploaded it for the approval of his followers. The bus stopped a few times as they headed around the north edge of the city and then through the city centre, heading south towards the beach. Noah teased his followers with inactivity for a while and then pulled off his vest. A good-looking lad was looking back at just that moment and he nodded and give a thumbs up. A few others had noticed too and if they were impressed with his toplessness, Noah could only imagine what they'd think if he realised Noah was now only wearing undies and trainers. Noah took another selfie, now unaware that he had been brought to the attention of more boys. Noah's followers liked the picture – it captured his bare chest and legs, his neat little package inside small boyish briefs, his bald pit and the bus window with a town filling the distance outside. "Oh my god," said a voice – it carried awe and a faint Welsh accent that made it sweet and musical. Noah looked up to see the gorgeous eighteen-year-old from the front of the bus had come up to see him and had... seen him. "What?" someone asked. "He's only wearing his underwear," the lad said. The lad conveyed surprise in his voice which was a testament to his acting ability because he had already known Noah was going to do this. Noah and Morys pretended not to know each other but it was exciting to be caught by his boyfriend. It was exciting to be in a performance akin to an EMARP with the boy was having sex with. More than a few people came closer to get a look while everyone else on the top deck remained where they were but were clearly interested. They correctly assumed they'd see some of the action in dare course... due course. "Why are you only wearing your pants and taking pictures of yourself?" Morys asked. Before Noah could answer, his phone was snatched from his hand. "He's posting the pics on Sextr and..." Morys said, gazing at the phone and chuckling. "He's got an open Task-Me." "What's his task?" asked a young men in a rainbow t-shirt. "You're kinda dirty, aren't you?" said a glittery teenager who had looked over Morys's shoulder. The glittery lad was tall and thin but difficult to age. Anywhere between sixteen and twenty was Noah's guess. His matchstick appearance and the glitter on his cheeks made him look absolutely adorable which was a counterpoint to the forcefulness with which he now relished Noah's predicament. "You should see some of the suggestions here," Morys said – trying to take some control to protect Noah even though they had agreed beforehand how things should go. "What's your name?" "Noah. Noah Flood," he replied. Using his EMARP character name was exciting. Mason had told Noah he was making some preparations and Noah had shared his plans for the day (including Morys's participation and his travel arrangements) but he didn't know how much Mason would be recording. Were the secret cameras? Would Mason acquire pictures and video from people to Blair Witch a movie out of Noah's day? Noah gasped as the glittery lad took a picture of him with his own phone. Sitting in just his underpants on a bus was rather embarrassing... for regular people. Noah was trembling with excitement to see how far he could push things and how interested Morys would be as the scenario developed. "Stand up. I'll take your pictures for you," Morys said. "Oh... that's ok..." Noah said. "Nonsense. I bet we can all take better pictures of you than you can just taking selfies," Morys insisted. Noah stood up and was treated to complimentary whistles and cheers. Everyone on the top deck could now see him and were captured by what was going on and what might happen next. "So, this Task-Me has some wild suggestions..." Morys said as he read the comments. "Someone called BurlingtonBoi says you should take those pants off." The gays on the bus reacted very excitedly. They checked out Noah from head to toe and decided they wanted to see more of the twinky teen. Noah had a small, tight ass and the dent in his briefs was so unimpressive that they thought it was cute. "I guess I could do that," Noah agreed. "Holy, shit?! Really?" asked the glitter boy. The small crowd took a few steps back to give Noah more room rather than hemming him in. "Come into the aisle," Morys said as he stepped back with the others. He still had Noah's phone and was now recording video for the Task-Me. Luring Noah into the aisle of the bus only served to emphasise his state of undress and the public nature of the show. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to..." someone offered unenthusiastically. He was not being insincere but he certainly hoped Noah continued to play along with the exciting Task-Me suggestions. The anonymous young man was also hoping Noah didn't choose to stop because he didn't want to be the guy that caused the show to end. "No... it's kinda fun..." Noah replied. "Are you really going to strip totally naked on the bus?" the glitter boy asked. In response, Noah hooked thumbs into his briefs and pushed them down to just above his knees. Noah's penis and balls spilled out and the boys watching him were totally awestruck. Equally mesmerised and amused, the voyeurs didn't laugh – the amusement was not mocking but delighted. Noah delighted them even more by pushing the briefs down past his knees until they fell around his ankles. Noah stepped out of them one at a time. "You... you're not gonna cover it up?" someone asked. "Cover what up?" Noah asked innocently. "Why are you hairless?" "Let's see your butt!" "Your naked on a bus, what did you think would happen next?" Morys asked. He continued to play his part like they didn't know each other but Noah could see bewildered interest in his eyes. Seeing Noah's mad adventures up close was a thrill. "Don't know," Noah confessed. "Depends what the Task-Me says." "Upload the video clip of him taking his underpants off," glitter boy suggested. Morys did, adding the video clip to the pictures that were already there. "This is a good one," said Morys. "Highlander2004 says to throw your clothes out the window." Noah had no other clothes. If he did that, he would be at the mercy of all the gay people in Five Dukes County who were gathered for the final day of events. Mason had insisted nudity would be fine and nothing bad would happen but Noah still felt some reticence. This wasn't like when Baron's Bay was a nudist beach for a few weeks, this was a busy summer festival celebrating LGBTQ+ expression and Noah was going to expose himself? "That's crazy!" "He'd be totally stranded with nothing to wear!" "No-one would do that!" Noah proved them wrong by turning around and kneeling on the backseat to pick up his vest and shorts. It gave him the chance to expose his asshole. Noah stood and turned, his dick flopped about somewhat because it was a very hot and sunny day and Noah's penis was an impressive four inches flaccid. Morys was recording the moment for Sextr, the Task-Me and invariably for Mr Godetia. Noah went to the window of the bus which had reached the south end of the city, a narrow stretch that was pinched between Dukesbank and Dukeswell before reaching the Baron's Bay and Barron's Port at the most southerly point. The bus stopped at a set of traffic lights and Noah opened the window and dropped his clothes out. While he reached up to push them through the narrow window, Noah was aware he was fully exposed to the people in the street. He was basically flashing his flat chest, stretched arm and hairless axilla and his penis. The clothes fluttered past the window and the lads on the bus reacted gleefully. "You forgot your underwear," someone said, pushing past Morys to pick them up and toss them to Noah. The online and onboard audience participation in Noah's debasement was an exciting combination. Noah caught the briefs and dropped them out the window too. He was now totally naked and had no way of retrieving his clothes. The lads on the bus could see this – Noah had no backpack or anything else that would indicate he had a plan beyond the current dare. "This is amazing." "What are you going to do now?" "Are you still reading suggestions?" Noah asked. "Yes... yea..." Morys replied. Being a part of Noah's adventure was a joy and while Morys had pretended to be interested in exploring adventures himself, what he was really interested in was seeing Noah expose and humiliate himself. "Any other suggestions?" Noah asked. "Umm... KeepYourOrgasm suggests you get hard?" Morys said. As he looked at Noah's phone, he wondered how many of these people knew Noah? How many were random men online perving over the gorgeous teenage boy? Some of these things were planned and others improvised. Noah had insisted Morys offer each exhibition as if they were a Task-Me suggestion but it still felt weird to pretend to be a stranger and suggest your boyfriend get hard in front of a group of people. Noah didn't hesitate. He grabbed his cock and got to work. It leaked as it always did – spitting out precum so that Noah's strokes became wet. Noah wasn't embarrassed to get hard, nor was he embarrassed when more people came up the stairs and added themselves to the observation. Questions were banded about... "Why is that boy naked?" "I wish my boyfriend's cock was that big." "Did you guys shave him... he arrived like that?!" "Pinch your nipples." Noah played with his cock, and his nipples, for the delight of the audience who were disappointed when the bus arrived near the beach. They would have stayed to watch more of the show but the driver started getting stroppy about the lads delaying his schedule. They all asked for a link to Noah's Sextr so they could follow the action. Of course the clothed observers were not the only ones ordered to disembark. "Get off the bus or pay for a return fare... but I can see some of you don't have pockets full of cash," the driver joked. Morys stayed with him and they alighted together – into the noon sunshine. There were people everywhere in various states of dress or undress. Shorts and t-shirts, vests, swimming trunks, trousers, crop tops, trainers or sandals... no-one except Noah was dressed only in trainers. Though one guy was dressed in black boots, black briefs, a black harness and wristbands and a dog collar. People started to notice him and Mason was right – they gays all assumed Noah was an insensible boy of a sensible age. His hairlessness was clearly the result of shaving not immaturity but his boyishness was obvious sign of youth which only made him more desirable. The Task-Me suggested Noah walk around for a while, letting his skin get sun kissed and the gays around town get a good look at him. Morys was his constant companion as were discreet snaps of his nudity. Some people came up to him and simply asked outright if they could take pictures or even better, get selfies with him. Noah's exposure was totally off the chart and the Task-Me suggestions kept adding new idea like staying hard or letting someone kiss his cock or give someone a blowjob – suggestions that might have gotten him arrested because there were some limits. Get soaking wet was a good idea that was feasible as there was a water balloon completion. The water soon dried off but Noah had liked the way it made his skin shine. Morys didn't record the entire time but he did keep possession of Noah's phone. It wasn't like Noah had pockets he could use. He did take some good pictures of his lover in public places – an ice cream stand, a gift shop and walking along the beach with tufts of sand kicking up around his feet. The time with Morys was comforting and uplifting. Morys developed a deeper understanding of Noah's interest with its dual expression of innocent nudism and seedy exhibitionism. The couple had made their way to the beachfront where they could hear music and temporary signs directed them towards the main staging area. This turned out to have a literal stage but before they could get there, Morys spotted a row of canvas tents – cabanas. "Let's go in there," Morys said. "Why?" Noah asked. "It's not like I need to change." "Noah, I've been hard since the bus... I want to fuck you," Morys said with more fervour than he'd ever articulated before when it came to sex. "Really? Here? Are you sure?" Noah checked. "Come on," Morys replied as he pulled Noah's arm. The cabanas were used as required – free of charge but they were to be left tidy after use. Noah and Morys went to the nearest open flap and stepped inside, closing it to indicate it was in use. Noah was already bare naked and Morys surprised him by pulling off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. Morys was not only commando but he took the shorts off his legs so if they were disturbed there would be no quick cover-up for the boyfriend who did not want to be seen naked. Horniness really had driven him mad! "What if someone comes in?" Noah asked sympathetically. "You don't like people seeing you naked as much as I so." Morys took a seat on a wooden bench at the back of the small tent, facing the door. His cock stuck straight up from his groin. Morys smiled and stroked himself, checking Noah out in all his splendour and remembering the hours his boyfriend had spent naked in public. Even naked on public transport! Morys would never have times like these again – no matter what happened between him and Noah. "Why don't you come sit on my lap?" Morys suggested. "That way if someone comes in, you can hide me?" Noah chuckled and approached, stood between Morys's legs. He was about to sit on the thick, fleshy pole when he remembered something. "Oh... do you have protection?" Noah asked. Morys had thought a lot about it. They had only been dating for 2 months but they'd known each other for seven months before that. Morys trusted Noah and knew he was tested regularly for his... job. Protection was important and it wasn't just about trust but Morys had no concerns about an STI at that moment. "No. It's ok... I'm ok with it if you are," Morys replied. "I do have lube in my pocket." "You naughty boy," Noah teased. When Noah looked in the pockets of Morys's shorts, he found a tube of lube – enough for one session – and his own phone. He contemplated joking about recording their love-making but decided against it. Not only would Morys say no, even if Noah were joking, but Noah himself didn't want to record himself with Morys. This was private. This was the difference between his adventures, the EMARP events, Task-Me's and Noah's real life. His real life was private, intimate and his alone. Noah squirted half the lube tube onto Morys's cock and then stroked it until the erection was slick. The June afternoon was sweltering hot and inside the cabana was almost airless because of the heat and yet it was dank as the light was locked out. They were about to be sweating from activity as well as climate change. Noah turned around, his back to Morys and then lowered himself onto Morys's cock. The head touched his sphincter and with the gentle application of pressure, it started to slide inside. The sensation of a pliable but hard cylinder of spongy flesh sliding into him was amazing. The way his arse hole opened and spread, the tension around the edges, the way it clamped the cock and the feeling of the cock as it slid deeper; it glided against the ring and Noah's insides felt the descent of six inches going deeper. Morys was amazed how it felt. He was still inexperienced with anal sex but this felt different from the first time with Noah. Barebacking his boyfriend changed so many sensations – the warmth and the silk of his bare cock was incredible. Noah lifted and dropped himself, fucking his ass on Morys's erection with a great deal more experience than Morys would ever have. When Noah dropped, his thighs touched Morys's. Noah was smooth while Morys had soft bristles of dark hair that blended into his brown complexion. They were both very hot – their skin radiating heat inside the closeness of the cabana. The slapping noise was almost erotic as Noah and Morys collided. Morys put his hands on Noah's flank and ran his hands up and down Noah's ribs, causing him to giggle ticklishly. There was noise outside from the people on the beach. Some people chatting and some shouting, some playing music and others playing with their squealing kids; some played sports and others laughed and all the while Noah and Morys were surrounded by canvas walls and having sex in public. Noah lifted himself from Morys's cock, which was getting close to shooting. Noah turned and faced Morys, grabbing his face and kissing him zealously but with great affection. Morys reached up and pinched Noah's nipples so when Noah laughed, their lips parted. Noah adjusted his legs so he could sit in Morys's lap again but facing him this time. Noah put his knees on the outside of Morys's parted legs and when he lowered himself, the back of his knees hinged against Morys's thighs. Noah reached behind him and aimed Morys's cock for his hole again. Noah had less control this time – it was harder to lift and lower himself but once he was sitting in Morys's lap with the shaft buried inside him, Morys started to bounce him up and down. They kissed again and Noah's hard cock leaked but he deliberately avoided pleasuring himself – he had other plans for his eventual orgasm. "Noah..." Morys said. "It's ok. Do it," Noah replied. He knew what Morys was going to say and he wanted it. He wanted Morys to spill his seed inside him. "I'm going to cum inside you," Morys insisted. "Great. That makes me very happy," Noah remarked. Noah felt the ejaculation and Morys was tired so the bouncing stopped and left Noah impaled on the fuck tool as it spurted warm jizz. Noah stood up and felt the spunk trickling out his ass and down his legs. It was going to be fun walking around with Morys's boy juice inside him and trickling down his creamy thighs. Noah rested his head against Morys's chest while spunk continued to leak from his hole. Noah could feel the stiff prick inside him and the big hairy balls that would soon refill. "We should go," Morys said. Noah leaned in and kissed Morys. Then he turned and picked up Morys's clothes and handed them to his lover. Morys got dressed but only put on his shorts. It was hot and sunny and too nice for a top. The shorts sagged on his hips and Morys's chest hair and treasure trail dipped into the shorts in a way that emphasised his physique and teased the contents of his shorts. "That was amazing, Noah," Morys said quietly. "I loved it," Noah agreed. "Good," Morys said with an insecure, almost bashful, chuckle. "Are you sure you don't want to get dressed?" "No thanks," Noah replied "You want to wait for that to go down?" Morys asked. Since Noah's hadn't cum, his erection was still glowing, throbbing and pulsing. "No, it's fine," Noah decided and led the way out with a throbbing hard-on. Noah pulled back the flap of the tent to find the sun outside was blinding. It was a scorching day and Noah was dazzled by the sun such that he didn't see the two boys outside waiting their turn to get in. "Fucking hell, look at that!" "What were you guys doing in there?" "Fucking hell, look at that!" "You said that already." Noah reached back and offered his hand to Morys. The pair walked away and left the impressed teenagers to digest what they'd just seen. It was a thrill to be the only naked person in public. When the beach had been temporarily nudist last summer, there had been only a few naked boys or men at the beach front but there were some. Now, Noah embraced the taboo of being the only naked boy on the beach; it wasn't allowed per se but no-one was going to complain either. A lot of boys and young men were like Morys – topless. A few braver souls were wearing only swimming trunks or thongs with sandals. Noah noticed their feet. Noah had been hard when he got off the bus and popped a boner a few times as they wandered around the Pride festivities but the 7.2 inches looked mightily impressive as he walked along the beach. Boys aged fourteen to forty watched him and most who took pictures asked for permission. The illicit photo's excited Noah's imagination. He imagined a job interview in a few years' time and the interviewer saying... "Do I know you from somewhere?" "I don't think so." "Oh, I know where... Baron's Bay. The beach, 2022... you were naked." "Oh... that's a bit embarrassing." "How badly do you want this job Noah?" "What? What do you mean?" "Take your clothes off." "What are you thinking about?" Morys asked. Noah blushed – he didn't want to admit to his fantasy which wouldn't have been out of place in an EMARP. Well, he did want to tell but they could talk about it another time. "I'll tell you later," Noah lied. "That man is waving at you," Morys said instead of pressing the subject. The man Morys indicated was Mason. Noah and Morys approached and Mr Godetia smiled benevolently. "This is Morys, my boyfriend," Noah introduced. "And this is Mr Godetia. He organises the roleplaying events I told you about." Mason shook Morys's hand and didn't make any comment about how actors and attendees were technically gagged under a non-disclosure agreement. Gagged? Mason would love to gag Noah sometime in the future. Mason knew that to press this point would only highlight the wrongdoing of allowing a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy to exhibit himself and even be filmed in acts of a sexually explicit nature. "It's good to see Noah has found a worthy companion," Mason said charmingly. "Have you ever seen one of Noah's performances?" "Noah's always performing," Morys jested. Mason chuckled and was pleased Morys seemed calm about Noah's exploits. "You should come and watch me sometime... I know how much you like watching me," Noah added with a wink at Morys. "Fane and Clark are on stage as we speak," Mr Godetia said and he sounded all business now. "Clark has agreed to his first sex scene." "You mean..." Noah started to ask. Clark was a young straight guy who was "gay for pay" but had shied away from penetration. Was Mason really suggesting the straight man was going to let Fan fuck him? "He and Fane seem to get on well together. I think Clark is reassured knowing Fane has a boyfriend and we have a non-judgemental team, don't we?" Mason asked rhetorically. "No-one judges you for your fascination with embarrassment and exposure for your scenarios." "Funnily enough I was just thinking someone here might interview me for a job one day. Aren't you that naked boy from the beach? That could be a fun scenario," Noah suggested. "If you become a doctor, one of these boys might be a patient of yours one day... imagine how embarrassing that could be?" Morys teased. "The patient will be offering to do my hernia check in exchange for silence," Noah laughed. "You should take up writing or production," Mason said half seriously. "Anyway, are you happy taking the stage with Fane and Clark, Noah?" Mason asked. "What do you want me to do?" Noah asked. "Don't ask how I arranged for a stage at Pride where men have sex and boys masturbate," Mason murmured. "I'm sure you'll think of something to do." Noah kissed Morys and walked up steps at the back of the stage which led to the wings where he waited. Noah could see Fane and Clark on stage – they had clearly been introduced already and Noah was amazed to see Clark on his back on a low bed in the middle of the stage. Fane was already fucking him. Both young men were naked and Noah half wished he and Morys hadn't been inside the tent when they'd had sex. Morys would never have wanted to perform like this but it was a nice fantasy. The sight of Clark and Fane, naked and erect was inspiring – Noah's cock had barely gone down and now it was rising again. He was glad he hadn't cum while Morys was having sex with him. Clark, a straight guy, moaned loudly was Fane's pelvis slapped into his ass. Clark had reached behind him to grab the top of the bed, exposing his armpits. Clark was a masculine young man with chest hair and furry pits and nice bush above his cock. Fane was slimer and smoother, his skin was like caramel and his hair was jet black. Noah watched his peachy ass pounding into Clark. Noah had to admit, he was jealous of Fane popping Clark's cherry. "And now... welcome to the stage... Noah Flood," sounded an announcer. Noah had been so caught up in watching that he forgot his own part in this. Noah walked onto the stage and was greeted to a wall of sound. There had been cheers and hoots and clapping as the men fucked but the arrival of the naked boy caused a deafening roar. Noah was isolated from his audience in a way. Most of his EMARP event's involved nudity and exposure but the audience were always in on it. It was a performance. Once the performance was edited and sanitised, Noah never saw it so he didn't appreciate the cult following he had from men who idolised his nakedness, his smoothness and his twinkiness. Noah didn't know that his EMARP movies outsold all other performers. A year ago, Noah had wondered if his appeal was rooted in the taboo of his boyishness. People watched him because he looked young and pretty and idolised him because he was off-limits and unobtainable. Noah was still stroking himself and put a hand behind his head to show his smooth underarm. Noah was a seventeen-year-old boy who simultaneously looked his age and subverted it too. Therein lay the disgusting taboo of all his performances. Did the men who watched him and masturbated over him assume he was eighteen or did they not ask or not care? How would the crowd today react if they knew? If they knew he was sixteen when he started selling his body for them to jerk off to? Would they be shocked or pretend to be shocked? Naked, barefoot and hairless, Noah could hardly believe the size of the crowd. He could see Mason in the front row – given pride of place by Mason. But behind that row was another and then another and then another. It was like a music festival with a disorganised scrum of people all there to see Noah and others perform. Noah's cock was wet and he looked towards Clark and Fane who were still fucking but attention was divided – perhaps unfairly. Stroking himself in front of so many people held a terrifying appeal. Hundreds if not thousands of men and young men and boys were looking at him, taking pictures and filming him and making gifs and posting online... people in town who might know him. His GP or the guy from the supermarket, the lads from the coffee shop or a teacher from school; future lecturers from university of boys he'd be in a class with. Noah's exposure was off the hook and he was absolutely delighted. Yet, Noah knew that most people would be more embarrassed to mention it than he was. There was safety in his public exhibition because sex, sexuality and exhibition were always a taboo in polite company. There was no pressure – all Noah had to do was wank. Yet, Noah wanted more. He walked towards Fane and Clark and kissed them both in turn. It wasn't unfair to divert attention from this; these beautiful men deserved to watched and moreover, they deserved to be fed. The fuckers needed to change position anyway and Noah's arrival presented an opportunity. Morys was finally going to see Noah at his work. Fane pulled out of Clark's ass – he was bareback and Noah was impressed that for his first time, Clark had agreed to that. "Are you ok?" Noah asked. "This is pretty fucking intense," Clark admitted. "I don't think I've ever been so hard." Clark looked confused as much as he looked aroused and Noah understood the source of that doubt. "Having sex with men doesn't make you gay. Enjoying it doesn't make you gay," Noah whispered as the trio rearranged themselves. "No?" Clark asked uncertainly. "My brother is straight..." Noah acknowledged. "And he's fucked me. I've fucked him. It's just sex." "You had sex with your brother?" Clark replied in an astounded sotto voice. Noah replied by kissing Clark and pushing him onto the bed between Fane's legs. Fane was on his back with his cock sticking straight up. Clark didn't need direction to know where he was to go so he manoeuvred himself until he could sit on Fane's cock. Fane's chest met Clark's back and there was a hot and clammy exchange between the muscular men as Fane wrapped his arms around Clark's chest while jutting his hips up and down to thrust the shaft of his cock in and out. Noah joined them by facing Clark and sitting on his cock – adding his weight to Clark's. Noah hoped Fane could take it. The result was that Clark was virtually impaled on Fane's cock while Noah was the only one with real leeway to rise and fall. Clark's cock was big. It was very big but it was lubricated with precum that rivalled Noah's. Straight or not, Clark was enjoying anal sex. The three bounced and throbbed whole the crowd continued to sing and shout for them. Noah would have preferred there to be a story of some kind – a guiding narrative for why the three of them were naked on stage on a back during pride. Perhaps they had been in the audience and hypnotised? They were sceptical of the powers of hypnosis and welcomed on stage where, one by one, they were stripped totally naked. They faced the crowd of thousands – exposed full frontally and then asked to show off their asses. Like Noah's Task-Me, the hypnotist then asked for suggestions for what the three nudes should do next? Get hard! Masturbate! Masturbate each other! Finger themselves! Finger each other. Blowjobs! Rimjobs! Fuck each other. The three straight sceptics of hypnosis were now engaged in an astounding display of homosexual ass-fucking. Stacked on top of each other, they were exposed for all to see. "I'm going to cum any second," Fane warned. "Not inside me. Please?" Clark said. They respected Clark's request and Noah lifted his ass from Clark's mighty fucking cock. Clark lifted himself from Fane's and Fane could barely hold on anymore. Noah wondered how long they had been performing before he had come along? Noah dropped to his knees so Fane and Clark knew where to dump their loads. Both stood over him and jerked while Noah himself stroked excitedly. His hand was a wet and sticky mess already – from having sex with Morys and then being fucked by Clark, from watching Clark and Fane have sex and from the sight of two hot men stroking in his face. The straight man came first, shooting cum into Noah's face. Jizz splashed across Noah's chin and then his nipple and then his stomach. He'd been aroused so long that his cum was less thick and more watery – the seminal vesicles filling out the sperm content. The result was a messy deluge. Fane shot soon after and added milky (rather than creamy) discharge to Noah's forehead, chest and dribbling finally over the creamy expanse between Noah's bellybutton and penis. Being coated in cum was one of Noah's favourite turn-on's so the bukkake only made Noah more excited. He looked out at the crowd of thousands and contemplated another turn-on: being watched. Noah got to his feet and faced everyone. There was something very exciting about the anonymity of the crowd compared to his own exposure. He would never know who any of them were but any of them might recognise him. They might see him around town or at university, in the park or on the beach, in the supermarket or in a restaurant. It was an exciting notion that his nudity, his hardness and his orgasm would be committed to their long-term memory, if not the memory on their phones. Noah laughed as he finally came and a cheer rippled through the crowd as Noah's spunk was aimed to shoot over his abdomen, filling his bellybutton and then aiming towards the crowd. They were too far away to be hit by it but Noah imagined his cumming like a 3D movie in which his ejaculate appeared to swim towards everyone from the front row to the back. Noah panted and shifted his bare feet. He could feel the sweat between his toes and shining on the top of his feet – his whole body was hot and clammy. It was finally time to exit the stage but he stood with Fane and Clark for a minute longer to bask in the adoration and applause of the spectators. Noah was proud of himself in a way. He was happy to expose and exhibit himself and when he searched for Morys's face, he spied his boyfriend who had watched everything from his masturbation to being fucked by another man. Noah found Morys a few minutes later. Morys embraced him even though the cum was still sticky and it ruined (or enhanced, depending on your point of view) his chest with spunk, clinging to the wiry hair. The boys kissed while all around them activity continued – the crowd beyond the backstage where they now stood and the other EMARP actors who had also been drafted for performances. "That was great," Morys commented. "You didn't mind watching me with another man?" Noah asked. "I'm a bit jealous, I'm not going to lie. However, I get to take you home and do that in private," Morys laughed in reply. "Also... who isn't exciting watching a porn star?" Noah blushed – it that what he was? A porn star? He supposed he was. "You were very popular Noah. As always," Mr Godetia commented. The man had given Noah and Morys time to reunite but he clearly wanted to make sure his most popular boy was going to continue to perform. "If Morys ever wants to come to another EMARP..." Mason started to say. "I'd love to," Morys said. "Or participate in one..." Mason added mischievously. "No thank you," Morys chuckled. Noah smiled – he would need to gently remind Morys that he was a star too now in a way. The scenes on the bus would have been recorded. Noah was willing to bet Morys would have a cult following as the lad who had caught and stripped Noah on a bus. "Noah, I have a few ideas..." Mason offered ambiguously. "I bet you do," Noah chuckled. "How do you feel about laundry day?" Mason suggested. "Like it's a clichι," Noah replied cheekily. "How about the theatre?" Morys suggested vaguely. "I hear it helps audience to be less nervous to imagine the actors naked." "Think you might have mixed things up there," Noah said but Mason shook his head. Mason and Noah laughed – impressed by the imagination of the scenario. It was a cool way of turning a classic aphorism on its head. On the other hand, classics were good too - Noah could imagine himself naked in an audience. Nude while everyone around him was clothed. Eventually he'd end up on stage and... well, Noah couldn't speculate what Mason would dream up to conclude such an event. "I think I want to get dressed now," Noah decided. Morys pulled shorts, a vest and trainers from his bag and Noah was dressed in less than a minute. "See you next time, Noah," Mr Godetia said. "I know how much you like seeing me," Noah replied flirtatiously. Noah and Morys held hands as they walked back along the beach. "I'm kinda tired," Noah admitted, leaning into his boyfriend for a cuddle. "We're meant to be meeting Samir and Ronan and Matty et cetera," Morys said. "Oh, do you think they saw me on stage?" Noah wondered. "Everyone saw you on stage babe," Morys assured him. They walked together, keeping their eyes out for Toby, Amos, Kevin or anyone else they knew. "Maybe later we could go home and take a nap?" Morys replied. "That would be nice," Noah agreed. It was nice. It was a lovely idea. Noah was perfectly content just holding hands and walking or cuddling and sleeping with Morys. That was what had been missing from his life – Noah had all the sex he could want but comfort and affection were important too. "I'm sure we could find other things... or people to see if you want?" Morys chuckled. He looked back over his shoulder towards the stage which was now quite a distance away. "You're the only one I want to see," Noah responded. "You little charmer," Morys said affectionately. "Besides, I think I've embarrassed myself enough for one day," Noah suggested. The epilogue follows. Thank you for reading and especial thanks to readers who have been in touch. 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.