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  For them the game offered a slight distraction from the humiliating situation, though it was impossible not to notice each other’s willies slapping and swinging up and down, and side to side, as they moved around the court.

  It was also impossible for the boys not to notice the girls as they exercised their lithe young bodies. Their golden smooth skin, bouncing breasts, and slim toned legs were glorious sights to behold for a young man.

  Dan couldn’t help but look at Haley as she’d bend down or jump up, and be flashed a glimpse of her tight white panties, her peachy behind. Predictably, and uncontrollably, Dan's cock began to harden once again, much to the girls delight. Distracted by his growing arousal Dan hit a few shots into the net. Not letting it pass Haley turned and commented:

  “Its not so hard to get it up, is it Dan?” Her cheeky grin and glance down left him in no doubt as to what she was referring to.

  Dan looked away and letting out his frustration, hammered the shuttlecock way over the net and over the heads of Katie and Leon. When Jane blew her whistle for one pair to change courts, Dan's penis was pointing to the lights high above. The fact that he was the only one so visibly aroused, only made his embarrassment all the more excruciating.

  As they moved to the next court, Haley couldn’t remove her smile as she eyed Dan’s continued stiffness. She was flattered not to say impressed, maybe she'd forgive him after all. Dan meanwhile was silent, doing all he could to avoid seeing her obvious glee. This was not the way he'd imagined the day going when he'd woken up this morning.

  Their second opponent’s were dark haired Michelle, Haley’s good friend, and a stocky, black haired boy called Matthew. He’d always been extremely attracted to Michelle, had been making advances towards her for months. It made his nudity all the more galling. The fact that she was now getting to see exactly what he had to offer was not lost on either.

  The two girls cruelly teased the boys as they played, bending over causing their skirts to ride up, discussing their techniques and making comments about their ideal man. 'How he'd have to be tall, have to be handsome and have to have a big knob like Dan's.' The boys stayed silent throughout the ordeal, united by their mortification.

  Jane’s whistle went a third, fourth and fifth time and Haley and Dan moved onto various opponents, his penis remaining rigid throughout, each of the girls taking it in turn to study his horny, hard self. Jane wandered around the gym to the pitter-patter of the boys scampering feet, pleased to see that none of them were proving any trouble.

  She stopped to look at Dan, amused to see his cock, rock hard, jiggling back and forth, slapping against his belly as he played. His face was a permanent shade of pink. Dan caught sight of her and his eyes flashed her daggers, this was all her fault he wanted her to know. Distracted by feelings of anger swelling up within him, he didn’t notice Haley sneaking up from behind, with a quick hand she placed the shuttlecock over the head of his penis.

  “Now I know why they call it a shuttlecock,” she giggled holding a hand to her mouth and laughing hysterically.

  In a fit of fury and in a flash, Dan grabbed her arm.

  “You little fucking…”

  “That’s enough Daniel,” said Jane, striding over and intervening.

  He let go of her and extracted the shuttlecock still resting like a hat on his delicate member. Jane was about to scold him when she was ushered over to an incident on another court. Buxom Katie had fallen over and twisted an ankle. She blew her whistle and cut the class short, before helping Katie out the gym.

  The majority of the boys rushed to their clothes and out the gym as fast as they could, relieved the trauma was finally over. The beaming girls followed chattering and laughing amongst themselves, watching the bare bums of the boys disappear into the locker rooms.

  Dan hadn’t rushed, his macho pride still intact, he’d sauntered over to his clothes trying to seem like what had happened hadn’t fazed him in the least. It meant as he was approaching the doors he was the last boy in the gymnasium.

  “Oh Daniel,” came Haley’s voice from behind him.

  He turned to see she was holding out a sock.

  “I think you forgot something,” she said, dangling it from her hand.

  He walked over to her. Only he, Haley, and her good friend Michelle remained in the gymnasium. Much to his consternation as he reached out and took it, Haley pulled a phone from behind her back and snapped a picture of him frowning, nude and still hard.

  “What the fuck,” he said in surprise.

  “What goes around comes around,” Haley said smirking.

  “You little shit.”

  He attempted to reach out and grab the phone from her, but Haley tossed it to Michelle.

  “If you want the picture deleted your going to have do something for me,” she said mischievously.

  “Oh yeah, what’s that?”

  “Hmmm, how can I put this, lube the tube, massage the meat, salt the salami. I want you to jerk off, here, right now."

  “Fuck off Haley,” he said turning from her, walking back towards the door.

  “Think about it,” shouted Haley taking the phone from Michelle. “Every girl in college will soon see you bare and uncensored. I’m about to press send, Stiffy!”

  Dan stopped in his tracks. That was over two hundred girls and who knew where the pictures would end up, how much humiliation they’d cause him. He walked back towards the two smirking girls, knowing Haley wouldn’t hesitate after the pictures he’d shared of her.

  “You’ll delete it if I do this?”

  “Huh uh,” Haley nodded.

  Dan dropped his clothes, looked Haley dead in the eye and ran a hand over his penis, which had drooped somewhat. Haley took her hand off the send button.

  “There’s a good boy,” she said as if talking to her pet dog.

  "It looks like he likes taking orders," grinned Michelle.

  Given that Dan had been rebelling more or less his entire life the comment came with a huge dollop of irony. It was not lost on Dan. He shook his head, but his pace increased as he gave into his desire.

  It had taken only a few strokes for Dan to return to his earlier stiffness. Haley and Michelle were clearly in their element. Michelle couldn’t believe what Haley had got him to do, or more precisely show them. Dan looked over the pair of them. The sexy little bitches, he thought.

  Despite his frustration, however, he was becoming incredibly aroused and as he ran his hand up and down his shaft, drops of pre cum appeared from the tip of his penis. Its head was soon shiny and wet, turning a deeper shade of pink. The two girls were also feeling the temperature rise, seeing a male acting out his most intimate moment was a first for both of them.

  They stood hands on hips, watching transfixed. Dan ran his eyes over their legs and breasts, his breathing becoming heavier. It wasn’t long before he couldn’t hold on any longer. But, just as Dan’s performance was reaching a climax, to his extreme horror, the side door of the gym suddenly opened, Miss Burnett entered.

  Dan stopped stroking, frozen in shock. It was all too late. His big cock convulsed helplessly and a thick stream of cum, steadily gushed out, splattering on the hard gym floor. The girls in complete and utter hysterics ran past him and out of the gymnasium. Jane looked him up and then down in disbelief, as he tried to hide his still throbbing manhood.

  “Daniel get your clothes on and clean up your mess. I’ll see you in my office. This is not acceptable, not in the slightest,” she said bluntly, disbelieving of what she had just witnessed.

  As she strode out the gym, she was not amused, but her lips curled upwards, well maybe a little. Dan was left standing with his head spinning, feeling mortified, humiliated and drained, wondering how on earth he was going to get away with this.

  Big Man on Campus

  *****

  Part 2

  Pencils at the Ready

  Dan made his way to the colleges art department. After his humiliating incident in the gymnasium a week ag
o, he’d been firmly rebuked by Miss Burnett. If he wanted to graduate he was going to have to straighten himself out, she’d told him. Flaunting himself in such an obscene way was far from acceptable.

  That was rich he’d thought, she’d been the one who’d made them get naked in the first place, he’d have been quite happy to have kept his clothes on.

  "And what about Haley," he'd implored.

  "Haley's a good girl and I'll not hear a bad word said about her," Miss Burnett had told him in no uncertain terms.

  She'd also told him that that if he was to successfully receive his sport’s scholarship, he’d have to answer for his actions and face further disciplinary action. As it happened she had just the job for him, seeing as he liked displaying himself so fondly.

  As he entered the classroom, he saw all the tables had been set aside and stools laid out in front of a slightly raised white, rectangular, platform. Before it stood Miss Burnett in her sports gear and the college’s art teacher, Mrs Lumley. She was a woman in her late fifties with white hair, and wore a cream cashmere jumper, long white sarong like skirt, and wedges on her feet.

  The two women had been discussing Dan that very moment. Jane explaining that it was about time he grew up.

  “Speak of the devil,” she said seeing him.

  Dan’s sour expression told her he’d learnt nothing from her repeated rebukes. This experience should take him down a peg or two, she fully expected.

  “I’ve been telling Mrs Lumley here that you’ll be on your best behaviour. Isn’t that right Daniel?”

  “Yes,” he groaned.

  “I won’t be far away, so make sure you are. You can use Mrs Lumley’s office next door to undress, there’s a robe on the door,” she said gesturing towards the open door, a white dressing gown was visible on the back of it.

  Dan slunk through it and shut the door. The two teachers began talking again. Mrs Lumley had been pleased with what she’d seen so far of Daniel, not the attitude of course, but the fine physical specimen he was, tonight’s class was in for a treat.

  “I’ll be in the gymnasium if there’s a problem, don’t hesitate to contact me,” said Jane leaving as the first few arrivals to the introductory class entered.

  Dan began undressing in the office next door. He put his t-shirt on a chair and lent his hand on the back of it. He should be playing a footy game this very moment with his teammates he thought irritated, instead he had to let them down and do this, for that bitch Miss Burnett. But there was no way he was not graduating, stay around hear, no chance.

  He heard voices next door as he took off his jeans and imagined the old timers arriving for their evening life drawing class, whatever got their rocks off he thought, shaking his head. Removing the rest of his clothes, he put the white dressing gown on, feeling a sense of freedom as his penis and scrotum dangled unrestrictedly. There was a knock on the door.

  “Any time your ready Daniel, everyone’s here,” came Mrs Lumley’s voice.

  Dan took a deep breath, gave his penis a little stretch and sauntered out into the class. Within seconds the world was crashing down on him. Sitting on the stools were not a group of old biddies as he’d expected, but ten of his young, attractive, fellow female students. Their floaty summer dresses, miniskirts and tight tops, showing off their splendid feminine forms. Their wide grins, sunny smiles, left him in little doubt that they knew what they were here to see.

  A suddenly horrified Dan spotted several of the girls from badminton practice and, of course, sitting beaming with a knowing smile, Haley. It was the first time he’d seen her since last week’s little incident. She was dressed in a thin white vest top, short denim skirt and sneakers. Her best friend dark haired Michelle sat next to her in a super short red dress. They both knew what they were here for, and the response they wanted to elicit.

  Dan gulped as he stepped onto the platform. A golden silk cloth, had been laid out, on top of it were three plump velvet red cushions. For a brief second he considered turning around, putting his clothes on, and getting the hell out of there, but remembered Miss Burnett’s words and what it would mean for his future if he did so. For him it was the sports scholarship or a lifetime waiting tables.

  “I’ll take that,” said Mrs Lumley looking at his white gown as he stood under the spotlight.

  Dan put his hands on the cord and hesitated as he looked out at the expectant, smiling faces of the girls. They had their drawing pads and pencils at the ready. The room had fallen silent in readiness, only the tick, tick, of the clock could be heard. His heart beat with it, his hands felt clammy, his cheeks as if they were burning up. He unfastened the gown, let it fall from his shoulders, revealing his muscular physique, his big dangling penis, his plump balls.

  A few giggles came from the girls. Mrs Lumley nodded approvingly as she took the gown from him.

  “We’ll start with a simple standing pose, if you could place your hands behind you and turn slightly to the side,” Mrs Lumley directed him.

  He did as he was told in a daze, unable to look any of the girls in the eye, but nonetheless feeling their gaze on him, running their eyes over his naked, exposed flesh. Feeling intense embarrassment at the uneven distribution of power as he saw it.

  “Good,” said Mrs Lumley placing the gown on a nearby table, her eyes still on him.

  Dan’s eyes were fixed on the back of the classroom. He could hear the scribbling of the girls as they started on their drawings. Mrs Lumley stood to one side giving them room to express themselves. She was enjoying this as much as they were, it wasn’t often she had such a fine young specimen for a model, especially someone so healthily endowed as this.

  As Dan tried his best to forget his surroundings, his gaze was eclipsed by the back of Haley’s head. She had stood up and was scrounging around for a pencil sharpener in the bottom of her bag. Instinctively Dan’s eyes drifted over her, he quickly realised it was a bad move.

  She’d bent over causing her short denim skirt to ride up, the pink-laced panties she wore were all too evident, the thin crease between her ass cheeks and upper thighs all too tantalisingly close. She was rubbing the front of one foot over the back of her leg. Dan felt his penis twitch awakening from its slumber, his eyes shot back to the far wall.

  “Found it,” said Haley quietly, but within earshot of Dan.

  “I always like a pointy pencil,” she said sitting down with a cheeky grin, looking to see whether her little show had, had, the desired effect.

  She noted pleasingly that the glands of Dan’s penis had become a little fuller. The whole episode in the gym last week had been one of the funniest moments in her entire life, she was keen to see it repeated.

  As Haley teased him, Dan was doing all he could to regain his composure, running through his favourite footy players, their teams, positions and birthdates. The litany of stats gradually brought him under control, but the battle of wills between him and Haley had only just begun.

  “Very good,” said Mrs Lumley wandering amongst the girls, looking over their drawings.

  Ten minutes had passed since they’d started, Dan’s eyes hadn’t moved from his spot by the wall. Mrs Lumley stopped at Michelle.

  “I’m having trouble with his abs, they don’t seem to look right,” said Michelle, as the two of them directed their gaze at Dan.

  “Yes they are very defined, a little more shading I think should bring them out.”

  Mrs Lumley moved on to Haley and looked down at her drawing, it was a good attempt she thought, although she had rather emphasised his male quality. Mrs Lumley smiled amused.

  “I’m not sure I’ve got the proportions quite correct,” said Haley immediately catching Dan’s attention. “I’m finding this quite hard, it’s a little bigger than I intended.”

  Dan blinked, doing his utmost not to give her what she wanted. The two women looked up from the drawing and at Dan’s meaty member.

  “No, I think you’ve captured his likeness well, it certainly demonstrates what a f
ine specimen he is.”

  Dan felt like a rat in a laboratory.

  “Okay Daniel, I think it’s time for another pose. If you’ll lie down for me, prop your head on the cushions,” said Mrs Lumley, moving towards him.

  Dan followed her direction, lying on his back, his hands under his head, his knees facing the ceiling. For a second he thought his penis would remain hidden, and he’d have a chance to stare at the ceiling and try and forget he was the nude subject for his fellow female students. Such hopes were dashed when Mrs Lumley tapped his knee, indicating for him to open them and twist his body round, baring all to his audience. Her final act was to gently turn his head.

  Once more he faced the girls, only this time directly in front of him, were several pairs of slender, bronzed legs. Haley was casually flicking one foot of her crossed legs up and down, as if knowing the power they wielded. The repetitive movement became a source of torture for Dan as he tried to control himself. The battle between body and mind soon started going only one way as he began losing the fight, and his hormones started getting the better of him.

  Haley immediately noticed as his penis twitched a few times. Dan looked up to see her grinning at him. He felt himself perspiring, a gleam of sweat covered his brow. His penis twitched a third time and gradually began inching up his thigh. Mrs Lumley was looking down at a drawing, giving a girl advice, not aware of the movement occurring. Dan’s penis was now semi erect resting on his thigh, pointing almost accusingly straight at Haley, crying out, saying look that’s the culprit.

  Haley decided to take things up a notch, she wanted him rock hard, to see his arousal at its maximum. Uncrossing her legs, she slowly parted her thighs a little, revealing her tight pink panties, the soft lips of her vagina outlined in the thin material. Dan’s eyes widened and quickly looked to the floor. His penis, however, was uncontrollably stiffening, the fact that Haley wanted this and was toying with him, only serving to intensify his arousal.