MEN CAUGHT NAKED ON THE BALCONY

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Jack Reynor “Midsommar”

[nff-undieguy]

Jack ran around the village in a panic. How had he gotten into this mess? What had started as a vacation in country had quickly turned into a naked nightmare. He remembered going to a party and having a few drinks, but everything went black after that.

When he came to, Jack found himself lying naked in the center of town. He'd attracted quite an audience, who found his confused reaction quite amusing. When he realized he was naked, Jack stood up and ran for cover, unsure of where his clothes were, where his cabin was, and whether he'd get through the day without dying of embarrassment.

[embarrassedboys]

I think dying of embarrassment might be the least of his problems...

[nakedonthebalcony]

The Gym Incident

We had been playing basketball in the gym and this young hot

jock stud fouled me hard, sent me sprawling on the floor. His friends

stood in the corner of the gym, point and laughing in my face.

I was pissed and out for revenge. I couldn't get it right

There in front of the kids in gym class. I would have to bide

my time revenge requires patience. 

I waited and few days and saw the guy alone in the locker room. He just finished a workout, his lanky body was

Slick with sweat. Since the locker room seemed empty, he didn't

Bother to lock up his clothes while he took a shower.

While steam rose from the shower room, I crept into his

Locker and stole his clothes. I hid them in a dumpster outside

the gym.

What the fuck do I care what happens to them?

When he finished his shower he came looking for his clothes and towel. He was dripping with water from the top of head to his toes. There was no towel to be had and his locker was empty!

"what the fuck?"

He whirled around, and that's when he saw me sitting

calmly in the dark shadows of the locker room.

"That's right 'dude' you have any no clothes   what you going to do now? Walk around naked for the rest of the day?"

The he rushed over to me and yanked me out of my chair by collar.

"Mother fucker, you better give me my mother fuckin clothes. I'm going to beat the shit out of you." 

"I wouldn't try to manhandle the only one who know where your clothes are if I were you,  you might not ever see them again if you keep up like this."

He bit his lip and was thinking. Slowly he let me down and I sank in my chair.

"Now, in exchange for your clothes what can you do

for me,'dude'?"

The boy eyed me skeptically, "What you talking about?"

"Well, if I give you your clothes back don't you think you should show a little gratitude?"

I slowly undid my belt. "Don't you think you should get down on your knees and suck my dick?"

His eyes got big. His lips were quivering. I can’t do that.

"Sure you can," I nodded in a re-assuring tone.

"You're gonna do lots of things you thought you would never do."

The jock looked scared. He was visibly shaking. I think I must have challenged his manhood.

I stood up and let my dick hang out limply over my drawers and just stared into the dude’s eyes. He started back, motionless   water dripped off of his lanky muscle-toned body.

"Ever want to see your clothes again?" He swallowed hard.

"Sit down on that wooden bench."

The boy slowly sat down and looked around. "But what

if someone comes in?

"Don't worry, I've got the door locked with a piece

of wood from the basement. Nobody's gonna walk in on us while you're

Doing what you need to do."

The stud jock stared at my dick and slightly trembled. "The sooner you get started and make me cum, the sooner you'll get this over with and be outta here   so, get busy."

This hot guy grabbed my flaccid dick with trembling

fingers and lifted it up to his thick lips. He slowly wrapped his mouth around my cock and started sucking. While he had my limp dick in his mouth I asked him,

"You ever watch the Andy Griffith Show on cable?" He nodded his head with my cock in his mouth.

"Okay, I want you to hum the theme song to that show

while you're sucking my dick." This jock stud looked totally embarrassed, then he

started humming. I couldn't keep from laughing. That naked guy was humming

on my dick.

My dick got hard in his mouth in no time seeing him humiliated like that. My balls were rubbing up against his chin. I grabbed his head and started pumping my dick between his lips. I heard his mouth slurping and smacking on thickening white cock.

"Yeah, suck that dick”.

His eyes were closed, as if he didn't want to see his own shameful act.  He had a disgusted expression on his face, but his mouth sure felt good on my hard dick.

I pushed his head back and forth, using his lips to massage my dick.

"Yeah, that's what them lips was made for! Suck this my dick"

I grabbed his head and pushed his face in my pubes. I

Held it there for awhile and rubbed my hairy white balls on

The stud’s chin. "Smell those sweaty pubes? You like what you smell?

Nod to show me how much you like it. 

He dutifully nodded his head.  I pushed my rock hard dick deeper in his mouth. It must have been hitting the back of his throat.

I used the mouth like it was a cheerleader's pussy. I fucked his lips till I felt the cum rushing up the shaft of my dick. I think he felt it too because he pulled away just in time to keep me from shooting down his throat.

Too bad for him, it wasn't in time to keep me fromshooting all over his face and hair.

I shoot over and over again   pumping my man juice all over that Hot jock stud.

Take my sperm. I OWN you now, mother fucker. His face was covered with milky white cum. It was dripping down his cheeks and off of his nose and his big lips.

I laughed in his face.

"Now you see what it's like to be humiliated, huh dude? Too bad your friends aren't here to see you now."

The jock let out a high-pitched pathetic squeal as if he were a whipped dog.

I pulled my dick away and started pulling up my pants.

"Good boy."

"Where are my clothes?" the guy asked weakly.

"I'll get them for you," said I strode to the

Door. I wanted to make sure I was well out of reach. Once I got the wood block off of the door I looked back at the jock his young smooth body, wet muscles and lanky limbs, and his face was covered with my sperm.

"On second thought, you can get your clothes yourself, you'll find them in the dumpster outside of the gym. If you're lucky, maybe no one will see you naked." 

I let out another laugh as I rushed out the door. I could hear the sound of him softly banging his head against the empty locker.

Poor humiliated jock. 

[nakedonthebalcony]

Strip Search

When midterms ended, I found myself stuck at school a

few extra days in order to take a make-up exam. The campus

was virtually empty, everyone already having split for home

or fun in the sun in Tampa or Myrtle Beach or wherever. And

all I wanted to do was "get out of Dodge" so to speak, and

get home: Hanging around campus all alone was really getting

to me. Having no one around to help me get my nuts off was

beginning to take its toll. 

I sure had plenty of free time — and privacy — to jack off

whenever I felt the urge (which was all the time), and took

full advantage of my situation. But what I really wanted was

to get home and get jacked off by someone else. And, of

course, I had more than my share of friends back home that

would be more than happy to oblige me with a savory stroke-

job. . .or more!

When I finally got my exam out of the way, I hit the road

for my five-hour trip back home. By the time I got on the

road it was already dark, and traffic being light, I decided to

push the pedal to the metal to make up time. Though there's

a major freeway from school to home, I usually prefer the

more scenic route of the back roads.

About an hour into my drive, I made the mistake of speeding

through a small town. So small, in fact, you'd hardly know it

was there. That's when I saw the flashing lights behind me. I

quickly pulled over to the side and the cop car pulled behind

me. In the dark I couldn't make out the officer very well until

he approached my car.

I rolled down the window and gazed up into the ruggedly

handsome face of a sheriff's deputy, his muscular body barely

constrained by his tight uniform.

"Is there a problem, officer?"

He just looked at me — no emotion on his face — and asked

me to step out of the car. Not one to argue, I did as he said

and got a full view of his well-toned body, not to mention

the buzz of crew-cut blond hair that covered his head.

"What's the hurry?" he asked, giving me a good once-over

with his probing eyes.

"I. . .um...I'm heading home for spring break. I didn't

realize I was going so fast."

He made a slight nod. "Well," he said, "I'm gonna have to

frisk you. . . just to be on the safe side. Now turn around and

put your hands on the hood."

I nervously did as I was told, unsure of exactly what I was

in for. I then felt his firm hands come to a rest on my shoulders.

He slowly slid his hands downward, squeezing my arms and

then my chest. As his hands slid farther south, I felt myself

getting aroused, and my cock began to tent the crotch of my

pants. I was hoping he wouldn't notice, but deep down

inside, I was sort of hoping he would.

His hands reached down to my hips and then slid over my

denim-covered ass, lingering a bit longer than one might ex-

pect for a routine frisking. However, I wasn't about to complain.

After a few moments on my butt his hands were squeezing

my thighs and calves, then moving back upward to slide be-

tween my legs. He gave my crotch a good squeeze and I let

out a soft groan, my knees growing rubbery and my cock stiffening

in my pants. I'd gotten so turned on by his frisking that I was

barely able to keep from creaming in my shorts and really

embarrassing myself in front of him.

"Okay," he said, stepping back as I turned around to face

him.

I couldn't keep my eyes off his biceps and how they looked

as if they were about to burst through his shirt sleeves. A

glance downward to his crotch revealed that his arms weren't

the only things bulging through his uniform.

"I'm gonna need you to come down to the station," he

continued, "and maybe we can straighten this matter out." 

Well, if his idea of straightening things out was the same as

mine, I was hardly going to resist. He took my keys and locked

up my car before putting me in the back of his cruiser for the

ride to the station house. It was only a few minutes to the station,

which was empty when we arrived. Then the officer — Baylor

was his name — put me in one of the two empty cells.

"Off with the clothes, pal," he said, rather nonchalantly.

I was a bit hesitant, then he barked out, "Off with the

clothes or I'll lock you up for your entire spring break, college

punk!"

 I was quick to oblige him as he leaned back against a wall

and watched me strip.

 I stripped down to my Jockey shorts, the bulge of my now

semi-hard cock throbbing inside my thin cotton briefs. I hesi-

tated again for a moment and Officer Baylor yelled out, "The

shorts, too! Move it!"

 I did as ordered, and in a flash my briefs were down around

my ankles and my youthful cock and swollen balls were com-

pletely exposed.

 "Nice," he said without a trace of emotion. "Now turn

around, grab your cheeks, and bend over."

 I felt him approach and knew what was coming next when

I heard the snap of what could only be a rubber glove being

slipped onto a hand. A moment later, I felt Baylor's hand on

my ass, his middle digit tracing its way down my crack to

come to a rest on my puckering asshole. I let out a grunt as

he bluntly shoved his finger up my ass, burying it all the way

to the hilt.

 My cock was instantly stiff, throbbing between my legs as

Baylor's finger explored my tight asshole. After a few moments,

I felt his other hand begin to caress my smoothly shaven balls

as his thick finger began to pump its way in and out of my

chute. It was all getting to be too much for me, and I knew

my nuts would explode any moment.

 Then he gave my balls one good squeeze, and at the same

time pulled his finger out of my ass with a loud pop. Well,

that did it. My cock pulsed between my legs, and with a loud

groan, I spewed a load of my nut-cream all over the cold

concrete floor of the jail cell.

 My orgasm was so intense my knees began to buckle, and I

thought I was going to collapse. But the officer's strong hands

on my hips held me steady before turning me around to face

him.

 "Liked that, didn't you, college boy?" he smirked, glancing

down at the quarts of cum I'd deposited. I lowered my eyes

in embarrassment, and before I knew it, he pulled me close,

mashing his lips against mine and sliding his hot tongue deep

into my throat. His hands slid down, and I felt one bare and

one latex-covered hand grab and squeeze my naked buns. I

savored his sweet tongue and lips for a moment before he

pulled back and removed his hands from my butt and firmly

placed them on my shoulders.

 "On your knees," he commanded, forcefully pushing me

down to the cold hard concrete floor, "and lick up that

mess."

 By this time, I was so turned on to this man that I would

have done anything. So I bent my face to the cold floor and

lapped up every bit of my still-warm cream with about three

swipes of my tongue. I'd never tasted my own (or anyone

else's) cum before, and it wasn't half-bad — sort of sweet and

almond-flavored. When I lifted my head, his zipper was down

and he was extracting the most beautiful, uncut cock I'd ever

had the pleasure to lay my eyes on!

 "Now, college boy," he droned on, gripping the base of his

semi-turgid shaft with his gloved hand. "Show me what you

can do."

 I was more than happy to oblige as I reached out, gripping

the base of his fat shaft in one hand. His cock began to stiffen,

his foreskin peeling back to reveal the mushroom-cap shape

of his purple cockhead. A drop of pre-cum bubbled from his

pisshole as I reached my other hand out and began to stroke

up and down on his huge cock.

 As I pumped his member, he stripped out of his uniform,

revealing the body of a real Adonis. I gazed longingly over his

massive biceps, chiseled pecs, and washboard stomach, my

eyes finally returning to rest on his stiff manhood.

 "C'mon, suck it!" he commanded.

 My eyes were glued to the shiny cockhead that now glistened

with a film of pre-cum. Still gripping his shaft in my hands, I

pulled him close, opening my mouth, my tongue snaking out

to stab at his prickhead.

 I swabbed his swollen glans, my tongue savoring the taste

of his salty pre-cum. Firmly gripping his shaft with my hands,

I kissed and nibbled the tight, smooth skin of the head, occa-

sionally stabbing at his bubbling piss-slit with the tip of my

tongue. Then, after a minute or two, I opened my mouth wide

and barely managed to swallow his entire cockhead into my

mouth.

 Officer Baylor let out a grunt of pleasure, then I felt his

hands on my head, pulling me close as he tried to stuff more

of his cock down my throat.

 "Oh, yeah," he groaned, "you're some real cocksucker, college

boy! Now take that thing all the way down your throat!"

 I grabbed at his hips, holding him off for the moment as

my mouth continued to focus on pleasuring his drooling cock-

head. Finally, I let my hands slide down his muscular thighs

and I opened my mouth as wide as possible as he began to

slide his hot, pulsing shaft deep down my throat. I slowly

took his rod — inch by purple-veined inch — down my throat,

and before I knew it, his soft, blond pubic hairs were tickling

my nose, and the head of his throbbing shaft was banging at

the back of my throat.

 "Yeah! That's it, baby! All the way down that cocksucking

college-boy throat of yours. You can suck my cock anytime,

Johnny boy."

 I looked up at him — our eyes meeting, my lips stretched

wide — proud of my ability to give him so much excitement

and pleasure. While my tongue did a number on his rod, my

hands roamed his muscular thighs and butt, slipping down

the crack of his ass and fondling his hefty ball-sac.

 Then, after a few minutes of heavy-duty sucking, Baylor's

grip on my head firmed up and he began to slowly pump his

thick rod in and out of my wet mouth. It didn't take much

longer for his pace to quicken and I grabbed his hips, holding

on for dear life as his cock began to piston down my throat.

Then he stiffened for a moment and let out a low growl as

he thrust his hips forward.

 His cock banged at the back of my throat, and then I felt

his hose spewing a thick load of hot jism down my throat

and deep into my belly. His cock pulsed and throbbed, cum

jetting out like a geyser. My cheeks puffed out with his

creamy seed, which was shooting from his cock faster than I

could swallow it. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, but

the flood of cum finally turned to a dribble, and he eased his

softening shaft from my mouth.

 My eyes were glued to his purple head, which glistened

with a mixture of my spit and his cum. I stabbed my tongue

out, licking away the last vestiges of semen from his cock

with my jizz-coated lips.

 "Yeah, ooh, easy now," he hissed, his sensitive cock twitch-

ing as I gave it a few final strokes with my tongue and lips.

"That was one hell of a blowjob. For a college kid, you sure

know how to suck dick."

 "Thanks," I replied, smiling up at him, taking his now semi-

hard but still-huge cock in my hand. "You've got a really

beautiful cock."

 "Yeah, don't I?" he gruffly replied as I continued to fondle

his shiny meat. "And I'll bet I know just what you'd like to

do with it."

 "What?"

 "You'd like to fuck it, is what. You're just dying to have

this slab of meat rammed right up that tight, college-boy

asshole of yours, ain't you?"

 "Yeah!" I cried out. "Gimme that fat dick!"

 "Happy to oblige," he laughed, grabbing my arms and pull-

ing me to my feet. Then he pushed me toward a concrete

bunk at the side of the cell and ordered me to lie down on

my back.

 "Now, pull your knees to your chest," he commanded as he

dropped to the floor, his head between my legs, staring straight

into the explosed pucker of my asshole. His hands gripped

the back of my thighs, pushing them flat to my chest, and I

felt his hot breath on my crotch.

 My cock was stiff as granite and throbbed against my belly,

leaking a steady stream of my own pre-cum. Then I felt his

tongue dart from his hungry mouth and swab the tight, hair-

less folds of my ball-sac. His rough tongue danced over my

ball-bag, scouring every inch of my scrotum. Then, much to

my surprise, he took first one, and then the other of my nuts

all the way into his mouth.

 "Suck my balls!" I cried Out. "Yeah, that feels good!

Baylor continued to suck on my balls for a little while

longer, then he spat them out and I felt his tongue trail

downward into the crack of my ass. As his tongue trailed

south, his hands slid from my thighs and began to grope my

cock and balls.

 Then I felt his tongue stab at my asshole. "Oh, fuck!" I

cried out. "Eat my ass! Eat my ass!"

 And that's just what my cop proceeded to do. His tongue

twirled around my asshole, giving me the rimjob of a life-

time. I could barely contain myself as he toyed with my ass,

stabbing and lapping my pucker with his tongue and sucking

it with his lips. I thought I was gonna bust, but I quickly

discovered his ass-play had only just begun.

 After thoroughly lubricating my asshole with his spit, Baylor

pulled back and rose to his feet. He stood between my legs,

which I still had pulled back against my chest. Once more his

cock had come to a full erection, and it twitched and danced

with a life all its own. I had no idea how he was going to get

that huge thing up my tight chute, but I knew it would only

be a matter of moments before I found out.

 Grabbing his massive prick in my hand, Baylor moved close,

pressing the bloated, mushroom-capped head of his cock

against my ass-ring. For a moment, he held it there, and I

could feel the pressure of his pulsating organ waiting to pop

through the sheath of my asshole. Then he pushed forward

with a steady force, and my pucker gave way, swallowing his

fat cockhead into my rectum, my sphincter clamping around

the base of his bulbous head.

 "Oh, God!" I croaked. "It's so fuckin' big! You're gonna

split me in half!"

 "You got that right!" he replied with a hearty laugh, feel-

ing my asshole clamp tightly over his cockhead. Then he

grabbed my ankles and began a slow, steady push forward,

his thick slab of a prick splitting my asshole wide open until

every inch of his turgid meat was crammed up my guts.

 I cried out in pain with what felt like the barrel of a cannon

shoved up my butt. I'd had my share of cocks, but none ever

filled me up like this rod did. After burying his shaft in my

chute, he threw my legs over his shoulders and grabbed my

hips. Slowly, he began to stroke his cock in and out of my

butthole as I writhed and groaned beneath him.

 His slow strokes quickened as he firmly thrust his fat pecker

in my ass, his bloated balls slapping against my cheeks. His

body glistened with sweat, muscles rippling and flexing as he

pumped me with a frenzied abandon. As he continued to

pump away at my ass, he reached a hand down to my crotch

and firmly grabbed my wildly bouncing cock.

 While his hand stroked my stiff shaft, his thumb glided back

and forth over my bloated glans, coating the helmet-shaped

head with a film of my own pre-cum. The sensations were in-

credible as he stroked my cock and pounded my ass like no

one had ever done before. Then I felt the inevitable as my

balls swelled and tightened.

 "I'm gonna come," I grunted. "I'm gonna blow!"

 Hearing my cries, Officer Baylor squeezed hard on my cock

and rammed his prick as deep into my ass as it could go.

Then I exploded, shooting a streamer of jizz so hard that I

managed to splatter his face! My cock continued to erupt,

spewing cum all over my chest and belly.

 At the same time, my ass clamped hard on his cock. He let

out a feral groan, thrusting into me with all his might. As I

was shooting off all over myself, I felt Baylor's cock swell,

then pump his hot, creamy load deep into my guts.

 "Fuck!" he yelled out. "I'm creamin' your ass, college boy!

I'm comin' in your ass!"

 He kept pounding away, pumping a seemingly endless

stream of mancream up my ass before finally collapsing on

top of me, completely exhausted. For a few moments, we just

lay there in each other's arms. Then he gave me a deep kiss,

and I licked away the cum that I'd managed to cover his face

with. Then he rose up, pulling his softening member from my

ass, which I figured was going to be dripping cum for days.

 "That was some fucking, college boy," he said with a smile.

"I guess we've got this matter cleared up. Now you can get

dressed and be on your way."

 I quickly gathered up my clothes and got dressed, and Of-

ficer Baylor drove me back to my car. He walked me to my

vehicle and buckled me in, reaching a hand through the window

to grab my crotch. He squeezed my cock and smiled.

 "I expect you'll be coming back this way in a few weeks,"

he said.

 "Yeah," I replied with a smile.

 "Good. I'll be looking forward to it. And if you're a good

college boy, maybe I'll blow your nuts and let you fuck my

ass next time." With that, and a smile, he sent me on my way.

 Well, spring break's about over, and I can hardly wait to get

back on the road again.

[yesjustmeandmyvices]

[embarrassedboys]

“Here’s good” came the command. He knew better than to question an instruction by now, however vague. Trying not to think too much about how embarrassed he might be if somebody found him out here like this, the boy quickly peeled off what little clothing he’d been afforded to him previously and discarded them in the undergrowth. He knew he would never see them again.

“Good.” came the response. “No hesitation that time. You’re learning…”

And with that, they walked onward, leaving the small pile of clothes behind them. The embarrassed boy had no way of knowing when he’d be allowed to dress again, but something told him it wasn’t going to be any time soon…

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[nakedonthebalcony]

This is a true story, and I’ve spilled hundreds of gallons of sperm reliving it. That’s why I’ve always enjoyed these pictures.

The attached a pictures reminds me of something that happen in my youth. I know this photo has been kicking around on the internet for sometime however he looks identical to an army guy I took advantage of when I was probably about 16 or 17 years old.  

I grew up in San Diego near Miramar Air Force Base. If I followed the canyon behind my home for about 5 miles it came to a small lake. I like to go down there often because it was a place I could be alone, take off all my clothes and walk around outside naked. Sometimes I would see how far I could get from my clothing. This was a huge turn on for me.

Technically it was military property but not part of the base. From time to time the MPs would patrol it. When I heard them coming I would hide in the bushes until they left. Sometimes I was naked and this was a big rush thinking what would happen if they caught me.

Most the times there were two MP’s but in the summer when I turned 17 there was just one that would came alone. He would be there every Tuesday and Wednesday around 2:00 PM. I always waited and watched for him, not just because he was good looking. He was about 22 or 23 with lightly blonde hair, just like the guy in these pictures. Short muscular body like a wrestler and hairy. Me being only 17 years old he seemed like a fully grownup man.

It’s what he did that really turned me on. Everyday when he first got there he would walk all the way around the lake checking to see if anybody was there or anything was out of order. Since it was part of military property if the MPs caught you they would make you leave or force you to come back to base with them.

After he made his way around the lake he would stop in an area that had a few trees and bushes then he would strip completely naked and go for a swim. For two or three weeks that summer I would hide and watch him. He would swim all the way across the lake and back get out of the water and air dry. I never saw him with the towel. After he was dressed he would walk the mile or so back to his truck. This was great jack off material for me. After he drove off I would strip and leave my clothes in the bushes and go over to where he entered the water and pretend he was there with me. I still fantasize about it to this day.

Sometime about the third week of me spying on him I decided I had to meet him. Maybe he would let me swim naked with them. I hatched a plan to try and catch him naked after his swim.

That following tuesday I waited and watched him from my hiding place in the bushes. After he strips and goes out into the water swimming I snuck over behind the bushes to where he had left his clothing. I waited until he was more than halfway across the lake then I ran over and grabbed his stuff, boots and all. I took them to some bushes a short distance away and hid them. Then went back and hid behind the bushes near where he entered the water and waited for him to come back.

Super rush went through me when I saw the look on his face when he realized all of his clothes were gone. He was cowering down with his hands covering his crotch as he started looking all around for his stuff. After about 4 or 5 minutes I came out from my hiding place. He looked shocked and embarrassed to have such a young person catch him in the nude. He was trying to hide himself as he backed up towards the water. I tried to tell him it was okay. I’ve been watching him swim in the lake for the last couple of weeks.

Sounding very embarrassed he asked me if I knew where his clothes were, he was going to need them to get back to the base, his wallet and the keys to the truck were in the pants. I told him I did know where his clothes were, in fact I’m the one that took them.

He started to come towards me like he was going to hit me. I said, wait I have a favor to ask of you. He stopped and stared at me, he was still wet from the swim. What I realized right then is that we were both about the same height only he was a lot more muscular, and had a lot of chest hair since I didn’t have any. I was really getting turned on to the fact that he was standing in front of me completely naked and I was still totally dressed, like I had some control over him.

He asked me if he could please have his clothes back that he would consider helping me. I said no, but if he did me this favor I will show him where I hid them once he was done. He asked me what I needed him to do for me. I told him, “could you please teach me how to masturbate?” I’ll never forget the look on his face when I asked him that question.

He told me he couldn’t do that. That’s something that a guy does only in private. Besides I looked young and he could get in a lot of trouble.

I told him, nobody will know except he and I, and how else was I going to learn if somebody older didn’t show me.

We argue back-and-forth for 15 or 20 minutes, he saying it’s something my dad or older brother should teach me. I begged with him to please show me how it’s done. It was fun talking to him while he was completely naked and me totally dressed. He had stopped covering himself and I could see that his dick was getting bigger from all the sex talk. At one point it was about a 45° angle, I don’t think he realized just how big it had gotten until he moved his hand down to cover himself. He looked kind of embarrassed but the more he tried to cover up the bigger it got. Finally it was sticking straight up and there wasn’t much he could do to hide it.

I heard him say in a low voice, fuck as he started rubbing it.

He leaned back against one of the trees by the edge of the lake and started to explain to me how to jack-off.

I was so turned on and mesmerized by this hot guy naked, hard, and jacking off right in front of me. I honestly didn’t think he was going to do it, but here he was in all of his glory out in the sunshine beating his meat.

I moved over close to him and tried to touch him a couple of times but he kept pushing my hand away. After several tries he finally took his hand off his cock so I reached over and wrapped my fist around it. I couldn’t believe how warm it felt, almost hot. I have never forgotten that feeling, the first time touching another guy’s dick.

After a few seconds he pushed my hand away and went back at it. It didn’t take him long after that. I can’t believe how much and how far his cum shot out. He was breathing hard and a little sweaty. He looked very uneasy and nervous about the whole thing, like he just wanted to get his clothes back and get out of there.

He looked up at me and asked me if I learned anything? I told him YES! Thank you very much I will try that tonight when I’m alone in my bedroom. He reminded me that normally this was only to be done in private. “Now could I please have my clothes back?”

I asked him to follow me to where I hid them. Naked, and now with cum dripping from his dick he followed me on the narrow trail away from the lake. As we got into the open he started to retreat back into the bushes by the lake. He looked up at me and said, Hey, I’m kind of a naked here. Could you just get my clothes and bring them to me?

I looked back at him and could see just how embarrassed he was. I was enjoying my control over this naked older guy. I replied to him, “come on there’s nobody here, and your stuff is just around this bush.”

Truth was they were actually a little further away but I didn’t want to tell him that because I was enjoying watching him walk around completely naked without even his shoes out in the open sunlight.

After he got dressed, he told me to never tell anybody about this because he could get in trouble, I told him I wouldn’t and that I appreciated him showing me how to do it.

After that afternoon I only saw him patrolling the lake maybe four or five times but I never approached him, I stayed in my hiding place and I never saw him go for his naked swim again.

This is a true story, and I’ve spilled hundreds of gallons of sperm reliving it. That’s why I’ve always enjoyed this picture.

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Luke and the Magician

(A story for ENMStoryPic)

For the past three years, Luke had been putting himself through college by taking the odd modeling job. He certainly had the looks for it. Tall, with broad shoulders and a becomingly narrow waist, Luke was blessed with thick brown hair and a handsome face. A love of physical fitness led to a challenging work out every day and as a result, Luke was nicely muscled with a well-developed chest and strong arms. Despite his good looks and burgeoning modeling career, Luke had somehow managed to stay very modest. In fact, he was a little embarrassed by the attention he got from his peers at the college whenever his modeling career came up. So it was with some trepidation that Luke accepted a rather unusual job offer. According to the offer and its accompanying contract, he was to be a “lovely magician’s assistant” at an on-campus magic show on Friday night. Apparently, all that was needed was that Luke stand on stage with the magician - some guy unimaginatively named the Mysterious Marvel – and pass him various props while making appropriately amazed sounds after some lame trick or other. Luke didn’t have a very high opinion of so-called “magicians” and he certainly wasn’t eager to trot around onstage in front of his classmates, but the proposed money was simply too good to turn down.

The magician had supplied Luke with his costume for the evening, which consisted of a white dress shirt and black pants. Both the pants and shirt were tight and clung firmly to Luke’s well-shaped body. The pants in particular were made of some clingy fabric which molded especially well to the bulge of his ass and cock. As he surveyed himself in the mirror, Luke blushed a little, wishing that the costume was a little looser. With its form-fitting silhouette, there was no way Luke would be able to wear his regular baggy boxer shorts underneath. Instead, he opted for a pair of tight black boxer briefs.  

Appropriately attired, Luke headed across campus to the Performing Arts Centre. Outside on a large billboard was a sign proclaiming tonight’s sold out show by “the Mysterious Marvel!” Its bold yellow lettering promised an evening of magical thrills and delights. The main stage where the show was being held could fit close to 500 people. From what Luke could tell, all 500 were eager for a show. Out front, there was a large queue of people already lining up to get in to the auditorium. Luke began to feel the first fluttering of nerves in his stomach. He hadn’t realized there would be so many of his classmates here!

Slipping around back to the performer’s entrance, Luke introduced himself to the security guard waiting at the door. Peering at him over the edges of her dark sunglasses, she gave him the once over, glancing appreciatively at the prominent bulge in the front of his pants. Blushing a fierce shade of red under her scrutiny, Luke shifted his stance and blocked her view with a hand.  Unperturbed, the security guard snorted and ushered Luke down a long hallway into the wings of the theatre. Backstage, she introduced Luke to the Mysterious Marvel, who turned out to be a handsome guy in his mid-thirties with a well-muscled body and olive-colored skin.

“Luke, thank goodness you’re here!” the man said with a handshake. “We haven’t got any time to lose. The show is just about to start! Now, there’s nothing to worry about, my boy, this will be simple. Just do as I say and everything will be fine.” Licking his lips, Marvel took a moment to look Luke over appreciatively. “I see you got the costume I sent over. Excellent; everything seems to fit perfectly.” Marvel struggled to keep his composure. He couldn’t believe his luck! Standing in front of him was one of the most attractive men he had ever seen, just waiting to do whatever he said as his assistant. Marvel had never imagined such a sexy young guy would get the job and he immediately began mentally revising his act to take full advantage of this happy situation. Grinning from ear to ear, the magician grabbed Luke by a well-muscled arm and dragged the startled guy out under the bright lights of centre stage.

In the very brief time Luke had been backstage with Marvel, it seemed as though the auditorium had filled to bursting. Each and every seat was filled and there were even some people standing along the walls. The crowd thundered into applause as the Mysterious Marvel took the stage with his handsome assistant. Looking out into the theatre, Luke felt his stomach grow tight. The audience was huge - several hundred screaming people. Busy taking in the raucous crowd and trying to pay attention to the magician’s opening speech, Luke failed to notice that under the harsh glare of the spotlights his tight white dress shirt was nearly transparent. Through the flimsy material, the audience was treated to the sight of his shapely pecs, perky nipples, and washboard abs. Combined with the tightness of his pants and the prominence of his bulge, Luke was unknowingly causing quite a sensation. Unbeknownst to him, the audience tittered. The magician, still introducing his act to the crowd, took notice of the response and smiled.

Raising his hand, the Mysterious Marvel quieted the crowd. Luke stood behind him, unsure of his role. Marvel introduced himself and his “handsome helper” to the crowd and Luke just tried to stay out of the way. Before he knew it, Marvel was ready to begin the act in earnest. He started with a classic – card tricks. Pulling a deck from his pocket, Marvel fanned them out with a snap of his wrist, presenting them to Luke. “Pick a card,” he said slyly. “Any card.” Luke plucked one out a random: the three of spades. Handing it back, Marvel shuffled it back into the deck without looking at it. Tossing the cards from hand to hand in a wave, the magician made sure the deck was well shuffled before drawing a card. “Is this your card?” he asked dramatically, revealing the 10 of hearts.

Luke hesitated. He knew it wasn’t his card but he didn’t want to offend the magician and lose his job. Considering carefully, he finally shook his head.

“No?” Marvel turned to the audience incredulously. “Never fear, I’m sure I’ll find it somewhere!” Drawing Luke closer, the magician reached into the surprised boy’s left trouser pocket, drawing out a card, much to Luke’s confusion. Again, Marvel presented this card with a flourish. “Is this your card?” Glancing at the two of hearts, Luke once again had to shake his head as the audience laughed.

After tossing the incorrect card over his shoulder, the magician stuck a hand in Luke’s right pocket. His hand seemed to go much further than should be possible given the relatively small size of the pocket. Seemingly up to his elbow, Marvel’s shoulder was turning and twisting as he apparently searched the depths for Luke’s card.  With his hand hidden from the crowd’s view, Marvel took this opportunity to feel the firmness of Luke’s thigh and leg. With a satisfied grunt, the magician finally succeeded in fishing out another card.

“Is THIS your card?” he asked Luke triumphantly, brandishing the seven of diamonds. Beginning to feel concerned that something had gone wrong with the trick, Luke mutely shook his head. The audience tittered, unsure if this was all part of the act or not.

“A stubborn one, is it?” Marvel rolled his shirtsleeves up to his elbows and rubbed his palms together. “Never fear, I’m sure I know just where to look!” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the audience and suddenly plunged a hand right down the front of his assistant’s pants. Luke yelped in surprise and tried to dance back but the magician’s arm in his pants kept him in place. Marvel’s hand roamed freely, lightly trailing over Luke’s bulge and discretely playing with the elastic waistband of his underwear.

“Yes! Yes, I think I feel it!” Marvel crowed to the audience. “I think I have it! Yes!” Tugging his arm out and raising his hand high over his head, Marvel had something clutched tightly in a fist. It certainly wasn’t a card, whatever it was. From the audience, it appeared to be some kind of black cloth… With a little bow and a satisfied smirk, the magician revealed Luke’s boxer briefs to the crowd. While the audience laughed and applauded, all the blood drained from Luke’s face and he gasped in shock.

The magician, feigning surprise, shook his head and made a clucking noise. “Dear me,” he said to the crowd. “That’s not right, is it? Best put those back!” For the second time that night he plunged his hands down Luke’s pants and rummaged around for what felt like ages to Luke. When the magician finally withdrew his hands, they were empty and Luke felt that his underwear was back in place.    

Marvel was keen to keep the good times rolling. “For my next trick,” he announced in a loud, booming voice, “I will demonstrate for you all the power of telekinesis. That is, I will move an object with only the strength of my mind!” As the crowd murmured appreciatively, Marvel began his act in earnest. He waved his wand, scrunched up his face in a parody of concentration, and pointed at Luke. With a pop, all of the buttons on Luke’s shirt flew open, exposing his smooth chest to the audience. Startled, Luke stumbled back a few steps. How had the man done that?

As the audience applauded, the Mysterious Marvel grinned at Luke and decided to turn it up a notch. With another flick of his wrist and a wink, the man sent Luke’s pants sliding to the floor, once again revealing his black boxer briefs to the crowd. Luke immediately felt the heat come rushing to his face as he was completely embarrassed on stage. It had been embarrassing enough to have the Mysterious Marvel waving his shorts around in front of everyone but it was one hundred time worse to actually be seen in them! He consoled himself with the fact that his boxer briefs still covered quite a bit of skin. Another flick of the Mysterious Marvel’s wand sent Luke’s pants climbing back up his legs. Another three times the magician pulled Luke’s pants down and then back up as the audience laughed in delight. On the fourth try, when Luke’s pants were once again down at his ankles, he flicked his wrist, pointed… and nothing happened.

A frown on his face, the magician turned to the audience. “Dear me,” he said, “it seems as though the lad’s pants don’t want to come back up.” Luke bent down and tried to pull them up, but to no avail. His pants were stuck down at his ankles, held in place by some unseen force. Luke tugged frantically at the pants pooled around his ankles. They wouldn’t budge! He could hear the audience laughing at the show and felt himself growing more and more desperate. Marvel, however, was delighted. He was pleased to see what Luke had been hiding under his trousers and was thoroughly enjoying humiliating the poor stud in front of all these people.

“Please,” Luke cried out, turning to the magician. “Pull my pants back up! This is so embarrassing!”

Chuckling to himself, the Mysterious Marvel raised Luke’s pants with a flick of his fingers. “There you are, my boy,” he laughed, already planning his next trick. The audience had already picked up on a common theme behind each of the magician’s tricks and was eagerly awaiting his next move, keen to see how his gorgeous hunk of an assistant would be humiliated next.

Luke, for his part, was just so relieved to have his pants back up. He had already been embarrassed in front of a crowd twice now and his mind was reeling with the shock of it. He barely flinched when the Mysterious Marvel began his next trick by unfolding a large purple sheet. Decorated with silver stars and moons, it was large enough to cover a grown man from head to toe, as Marvel demonstrated by flinging it over Luke’s head. Completely covered by the sheet and in darkness, Luke could hear Marvel introduce this trick as “The Cloak of Invisibility”.

“When I say the magic words,” Marvel announced to the audience, “I will make my handsome assistant disappear right before your very eyes! Here we go!” Pulling out a wand from a pocket, the magician began reciting something in an unknown language. He finished the spell with a flourish, tapping his draped assistant on the head with wand to finish it off. “One, two, three!” The Mysterious Marvel counted down and grabbed the sheet, whirling it off Luke’s body.

The crowd was silent for a moment and then burst into laughter, cheers, and applause. Luke, momentarily stunned as his eyes readjusted to the bright lights on the stage, stood there blinking. The magician turned to the still cheering crowd and shrugged his shoulders. “Well,” he said slyly, “it wasn’t really what I had in mind but I suppose it will do. Something did vanish, after all!”

Confused, Luke glanced around from his place in centre stage. He had no idea what had happened. He could tell from the way every eye in the crowd was focused on him that he was still visible. He hadn’t vanished or been turned invisible, so what had the magician done? He turned towards Marvel, a question on his face. Marvel, with a smirk and an exaggerated gesture, simply pointed down. Following the magician’s finger, Luke finally noticed what had changed and screamed out loud.

He was naked. Stark naked. Completely naked, without a stitch of clothing on his body, and standing underneath a spotlight in front of hundreds of people. The magician’s trick hadn’t turned Luke invisible, but it had made his clothes disappear! Panicked, Luke’s blush burned his cheeks and his blood roared in his ears. It was almost loud enough to drown out the laughter. Almost. It could do nothing about the sight of a packed auditorium pointing and laughing at his naked body. Luke’s hands flew to cover his exposed cock and balls, shielding them from view.

Hunched over at the waist, Luke turned frantically to the magician. “Help me! Please! I’m naked! Oh God! Everyone can see me! Please!” A litany of pleas tumbled from his desperate lips. “Please!”

With a carefully nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, Marvel came unhurriedly to the poor boy’s rescue. He flung the cloth about Luke’s shoulders, said his magic words, and tugged the material away. When he as was done, Luke almost sagged in relief. His clothing was back and he was done living his naked nightmare.

“There, there, my boy,” Marvel said. “All in good fun. If you’re done showing off” – the audience laughed as Luke blushed again – “we’ll continue on with the show!”

Continue? Luke was stunned. How could he continue? Everyone had just seen him completely naked on stage… The magician must have seen the look on his assistant’s face. He frowned.

“Now, Luke,” Mysterious Marvel chided. “There’s no need to be so embarrassed. You’re a very handsome guy, you know. Let the people have a good look at you.” He once again waved his wand and suddenly Luke felt all his willpower drain away. Without hesitation, the muscled hunk stood upright, pushed his shoulders back, and stood at attention. “You see the power of magic?” Marvel hammed it up for the audience. “The boy is under my complete control. Watch as I demonstrate. Luke – remove your shirt.” Automatically, Luke’s hands rose and began undoing the button at his collar. One by one, he felt his fingers march their way down his chest, popping each button open on the way. The audience members laughed as they were again treated to the sight of Luke’s firm muscles and tanned skin. He shrugged the shirt from his broad shoulders and stood topless under the bright stage lights. Although his body gave no sign of it – it was impossible under the magician’s control – Luke squirmed inside. He didn’t like the way the audience laughed at him. He remembered all too well the feeling of being exposed in front of everyone. His heart pounded in his chest as the gravity of his situation sunk in. He was powerless and at the mercy of a man who had done nothing but embarrass him at every opportunity.

Grinning from ear to ear, the Mysterious Marvel proved that Luke was right to worry. “Take off your shoes and socks, Luke.” Luke felt his body bend at the waist as it complied. The stage floor was slightly warm under his bare feet. Luke trembled inside his mind. He was terrified he knew what was coming next… but the magician wouldn’t do that, would he? He wouldn’t go that far again? Luke had already been publicly humiliated enough, surely…

“Pants, Luke.” For the first time that night, the entire audience was deadly quiet. No one could believe it was happening as Luke’s hands rose to his waist, unbuckling his belt and tugging it from his hips. He let it fall it to the floor with a metallic clang. Under the harsh spot light, Luke’s muscles gleamed as his hands worked at the button on his form-fitting black trousers and slowly undid the zipper. Luke desperately tried to stop but it was no use. He was completely helpless to prevent this next step in his public humiliation. He felt his hands tug lightly at the sides of his pants, causing the front to gape open. The audience’s giggles returned as it was obvious that the magician’s spell had done more than hypnotize the muscular stud.

It had also transformed Luke’s underwear. Whereas he had previously been sporting a pair of black boxer briefs, Luke was horrified to find himself now wearing the tiniest pair of black briefs he had ever seen. A shake of the mortified hunk’s hips had the pants sliding down to pool at his ankles and the true extent of the magician’s modifications became startling apparent to everyone. The briefs were really closer to a thong, with tiny strips of fabric running along the sides and down the back. Luke’s glorious ass was basically completely exposed. In the front, his enviable cock and balls were only barely contained by a tiny pouch. Luke could feel that the slightest movement could have him spilling out. To make matters even worse, the pouch was made of some form of semi-transparent mesh. Although unclear, it was obvious to the entire audience that they were seeing the outline of this gorgeous young stud’s manhood.

Inwardly screaming in humiliation, Luke was unable to move. He frantically tried to cover himself with his hands but his arms remained at his sides, leaving his bulging pouch in full view of the enraptured audience. He was powerless to disobey. Inside, the poor hunk was screaming. He desperately tried to move his muscles, to cover his nearly naked body from the ravenous eyes of the hundreds of people in the crowd. It was pointless. He was completely under the magician’s spell, forced to stand on stage with his pants around his ankles and his cock straining against a tiny mesh pouch.

Another shouted command from the magician had Luke stepping out of his pants entirely. With a twirl of a finger, the magician had Luke turn around so his back was facing the audience for the first time, revealing the glorious mounds of his ass. The material was stretched dangerously thin over Luke’s muscular ass, almost completely disappearing in between his golden buttocks. With the powerful stage lighting focused entirely on Luke’s glistening body the audience could see every detail of each perfect cheek.

Although unable to control his movements, Luke was still painfully aware of what was happening. He was blushing uncontrollably at this point and could barely stand the humiliation. He could feel the weight of almost 500 peoples’ eyes on his nearly naked his body. Powerless, he could only stand there on display in the bulging briefs. With all his might, Luke tried to cover himself without success.

The Mysterious Marvel, however, was loving every moment of this muscled hunk’s embarrassment. “Luke,” he cried out gleefully, “the audience loves you, my boy! Why don’t you go and say hello to them? I’m sure everyone would love to meet you!”

Luke felt his body turn back around to face the crowd and was once again stunned at the number of people in attendance. There must have been several hundred in all, and all of them were seeing him practically naked in his little briefs. Luke desperately tried to cover himself with his hands, but to no avail. Instead, he felt himself take one step and then another, heading towards the stairs at the corner of the stage. Unwillingly, his body was taking him out into the laughing audience.

Once they realized what was happening, the entire crowd began hooting and hollering, calling for the handsome stud to come and see them. Everyone wanted to see Luke Smith up close and in person in just his skimpy briefs. Guys as sexy as Luke were rare, after all. Luke was also well-known on campus and no one wanted to miss the chance to see the handsome hunk nearly naked. He made his way out into the crowd with the stage spotlight following him all the while and walked straight up to a group of college-age guys in the front row, all of whom were hysterically pointing and laughing at Luke’s humiliating display.

One guy had his cellphone in his hand and called out, “Yo, dude! I need a pic of this! Come here!” Luke felt his body automatically respond. He nodded and smiled, posing as the man took photo after photo of his nearly naked body. Luke couldn’t believe it. It was bad enough to be practically naked in front of all these people, but having his picture taken was too much. Who knew where they would end up or who would see them?

Once the audience, who knew nothing of the poor hunk’s embarrassment, saw Luke’s apparent willingness to be photographed they were relentless. They asked Luke to pose for hundreds of photos and to take many different positions. He did whatever was asked of him. He bent over to let people view he contours of his perfect ass. He flexed his muscles and spread his legs. He let dozens of people take close-ups of his epic bulge, still partly visible through the tight mesh pouch. A great many people took full-body selfies for use on social media. All the while, Luke kept on smiling. That was the worst part. Whenever anyone saw one of these photos, it would appear as though Luke had willing decided to strut through a packed crowd in just these little briefs. He knew that from this close and with the bright flash of the cameras, his pouch was more than just a little see-through. The very thought of all these people seeing even the outline of his dick made Luke cringe inside.

As he made his way through the rows, Luke couldn’t help but note that the bulge of his cock was perfectly at eye level for those in the seats. About halfway through the crowd, Luke suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. There, sitting closest to the aisle, was a group of students from his English class. Ryan, Cole, Josh, and Danielle were all pointing and laughing at their sexy classmate’s nearly naked display.

“Oh, my God!” Cole could barely speak through his laughter. “What the fuck are you doing, man? Those briefs don’t leave much to the imagination, bud.” Luke knew it was true. Every bulge and contour of his body was on display to the crowd and the little briefs were stretched almost to their limit by the weight of his cock and the thrust of his ass.

“You can totally see the outline of his dick!” Danielle shrieked.

They all laughed hysterically as Luke approached and each one of them had their cellphone out. They were particularly demanding of the blushing stud and had him pose in many humiliating positions. The worst one was Josh. Josh had always envied Luke’s well-muscled body and was eager to make the most of his one chance to humiliate him. He was quick to take command of the nearly naked stud, barking out orders as quickly as he could.

Spying a group of cute girls, Josh sent Luke strutting over to give them each a lap dance. Climbing onto their laps, Luke thrust his bulge in their faces and wiggled his shapely ass. He put on such a show that he began to work up a sweat, highlighting the intense muscularity of his chest and abs. Unfortunately for Luke, when combined with the harsh spotlight, this also meant that his briefs began to become even more transparent.

The laughing girls were delighted and took every opportunity to run their hands over Luke’s glistening body. One particularly brave girl pulled the waistband of the briefs away from Luke’ body and peered inside at his prodigious manhood. Her friend cupped Luke’s balls in her hand and gave them a gentle squeeze, causing the poor boy to develop the beginnings of an erection, which Josh noticed immediately.

“Hey,” he called out. “He’s loving this! Look at his boner!” Luke wanted to die. All of these people were seeing him pop a woody in his revealing little briefs and there was nothing he could do to stop them. After Josh’s comments, the flash of cameras only intensified.

Walking through the laughing crowd, Luke’s erection jutted out in front of him, leading to many catcalls and jeers. More than one person gave him a stroke, keeping him rock hard and denying him an end to that particular torment.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Luke managed to make it to the back of the audience. Every single person in a crowd of over five hundred had just seen him up close and personal with an obvious erection tenting out the front of his almost see-through briefs. Thousands of photos had been taken and Luke, still trapped in a spell, could only stand and wait for the Mysterious Marvel’s order.

Back on the stage, the magician was beside himself with mirth. He couldn’t believe how much fun this was! Way at the back of the auditorium, Marvel could see the red of Luke’s blushing cheeks and knew it was time to bring this portion of the event to its conclusion. Clapping his hands, he commanded Luke to “take the position!” and Luke immediately stepped out into the middle of the aisle in full view of everyone. He spread his legs and linked his hands behind his head. Every muscle in the humiliated stud’s body was pulled tight, accentuating the eroticism of the scene. In the bright spotlight, Luke’s pose only served to highlight the bulge in his briefs. With slow deliberation, the magician walked down through the aisle towards the nearly naked hunk. When he reached him, Marvel slowly walked around him, trailing his fingers lovingly over those washboard abs until he stood behind the poor boy.

With deliberate malice, the magician placed his hands on Luke’s hips and repeatedly pulled up on the waistband of the little briefs, causing Luke’s erection to bounce up and down inside the pouch. The audience waited with bated breath and cameras at the ready; they knew as well as Luke what was next. Slowly, the magician hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled. He pulled down so slowly and all the while Luke stood there, frozen. Inch by torturous inch, the root of the muscular hunk’s dick came into view. Inside, Luke was panicked. He was terrified at what was coming next. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him. Every eye was focused on him.

As the briefs came down, they caught on the prominent bulge of Luke’s erection. Marvel was enjoying teasing the poor boy’s exposure. Instead of tugging the briefs over his cock and finishing the stripping, the Mysterious Marvel instead turned the poor hunk around and started working on the backside. Almost carelessly, he flipped Luke’s briefs down under the boy’s bubble but, exposing his ass to the crowd. Hundreds of camera flashes went off immediately. The magician took hold of one delicious golden cheek and gave it a good squeeze as the audience laughed.

He turned Luke around again so his front was once again visible. The briefs were pulling fiercely at Luke’s firm cock. With a flick of his wrist, Marvel pulled the waistband out and let it slide into place just under Luke’s nut sack. His rock hard dick flopped out of the little briefs and stood proudly at attention in the glare of the spotlight. With the elastic band pushing up from underneath his dick, Luke’s erection was hugely emphasized and easily visible to all several hundred spectators. Inside his mind, Luke was hysterical with humiliation. Stripped naked in front of hundreds of people, Luke’s naked body was the center of attention. And how could it not be? The spot light focused on his muscular frame, gleaming with sweat. His cheeks were hot with a shameful flush and his erection jutted out in front of the tormented hunk.

As the magician pulled Luke’s briefs all the way down to pool at his feet, Luke felt almost relieved. Surely the worst was over now. He was entirely naked in this packed auditorium with cameras flashing all around him, recording every moment of his shame. There was nothing else that the magician could do to humiliate him further.

How wrong Luke turned out to be. With a few gestures and a shouted word, the Mysterious Marvel sent Luke back out into the crowd. Completely naked, hard, and with no way to even cover himself with his hands, Luke Smith was forced to slowly walk through each and every row of spectators. In the packed auditorium, seating was tight; Luke passed within inches of each person. With his bouncing erection leading the way, every part of him was completely on display, just inches in front of each seated person. Starting at the back, Luke made his painfully embarrassing trip through each aisle, moving from left to right and back again. He didn’t miss a single seat. At the end of each row, Luke paused and assumed “the position” – legs well spread, hands behind his head, and muscles taught. A spotlight from the stage followed him with every step, ensuring every detail of his muscular form was highlighted and the entire audience could see him at any given moment.

When he came across a particularly attractive young woman, the Mysterious Marvel would command Luke to stop and give his hips a little shake, sending his erection waving mere inches from the laughing girl’s face. Whether it was the magician’s magic or not, Luke’s erection would not subside, despite his deep humiliation. In fact, Luke couldn’t remember ever being harder.

The last time he had made his way through the crowd, Luke had at least been wearing a pair of briefs. Sure, they had left little to the imagination but at least they covered something and allowed him to keep something hidden from the crowd. Now, without a single stitch of clothing on him, Luke couldn’t imagine anything worse.

Halfway through the crowd, Luke once again came upon Josh and his other classmates. Josh was laughing so hard there were tears in his eyes. “What happened, Luke? Not satisfied with showing everyone your little undies? You wanted to show off some more so you came back to show us your dick, huh? If you like showing off so much, I guess I can help you out.” Grinning, Josh pulled out his cellphone and carefully took a clear, full body photograph. He made sure Luke’s face was as clearly visible as his dick. Laughing, he tapped a few buttons on his phone and then turned the screen towards Luke. With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Luke saw that Josh had uploaded the picture to his FaceBook and Twitter accounts, complete with Luke’s name. He had also included some of the earlier photos of Luke in his briefs and with his pants down on stage. Just within the few seconds he was able to see the screen, Luke saw that the photos had already gained a number of likes and shares. Pretty soon, they would be everywhere. Luke felt himself begin to tremble.

As before, practically every member of the audience had pulled out a camera. With all of them going off at once, there were so many flashes that sometimes Luke could barely see. He could hear the laughter surrounding him and felt dozens of groping hands. Strangers from all sides reached out and pinched his nipples, ran their palms over his washboard abs, and grabbed at his perfect ass. More than a few grabbed at his cock and felt his balls as he passed. Luke’s whole world was a red haze of humiliation.

After what felt like hours, Luke finally reached the front of the auditorium. To his surprise, he felt his body carry him back up the steps and to the centre of the stage once more. The Mysterious Marvel met him there while the audience laughed and applauded.

Bowing, the magician addressed the crowd. “Thank you, friends. I am so glad that you have enjoyed my - and Luke’s – show. Now, I’m afraid it is time to bid you adieu. Before I go, I must first return my handsome helper to his rightful state.”

The Mysterious Marvel clapped his hands sharply and Luke suddenly staggered as he regained control of his body. With a cry of embarrassment, Luke covered his dick as best he could with his hands and ran off the stage to the sound of laughter.

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