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Jeff Naked in School 1

... request." By now I was shaking. I looked around for a teacher but the hallway was deserted. He produced a porno magazine from his backpack: "Jerk off to this like a real man." I looked at the centerfold, which portrayed two blond women in the 69 position. I grasped my limp cock and attempted to masturbate. Between fear and lack of arousal I just couldn't get it up. They continued to taunt me for a few minutes, but finally got bored and let me go. Holding back tears, I made my way to the central office. Hunter's mom was talking to the secretary; she turned around and noticed me. "Jeff, is everything alright?" "Yes," I lied. "Are you sure?" I hesitated for a moment, "Can we talk in your office?" I followed her down the hallway to her office, where I explained what had just happened. She asked me to describe the bullies. I tried to, but I couldn't give her enough details to match anyone specifically. "We'll have to try to catch them in the act, then," she said, "if we don't nip this sort of thing in the bud it could derail the whole program. Jeff, do you feel like you need to put on clothes again." I thought for a moment, "No ma'am." "Ok, then I'm going to write you a note to get back to class." Mrs. Crosby wasn't impressed, but she had to take my note. I had lunch after German; I grabbed a cheeseburger and fries and sat down with Craig Dillon and David Nash, who I knew from middle school, and Ron Curtis, who went to my old church. "How does it feel to be running around naked ...

... everywhere?" Craig asked. "Ok, after a while you don't really notice it. The only bad part is that I've been getting bullied." I went on to explain what had happened in the hallway. "Those guys are probably from our church," Ron said, "Reverend Neale talked about you in his sermon yesterday." "What'd he say." Ron described the sermon, in which Reverend Neale had said that I was "led astray" by "homosexual brainwashing" and that my parents had left the church because they loved me more than Jesus. Then he warned the congregation to "expel the wicked person from among you," and not to associate with us. Ron's parents were considering pulling him out of school, but couldn't afford Reverend Neale's school. "So why are you still eating with me?" I asked Ron. "I don't know if I believe Reverend Neale anymore," he replied, "I've always been told that gays were weird and horrible people, but you don't seem to have changed any since you came out." Lunch passed and so did fourth period. Soon I found myself headed back to the locker room to get dressed. Hunter came up to me, "Hey, you want to get dinner somewhere later this week?" "How's tonight?" "I have family in from out of town, they had to evacuate because of that hurricane." I thought for a moment, "What about Friday after the swim meet?" "Sounds good, now let's hit the showers." "I don't really need a shower ... oohhh, right." My cock stiffened as we walked back to the showers. Hunter turned the water on, stood behind me, and began ...