Better to be seen naked by a few agents than hundreds of passengers.

"I I I agree to... The strip search" he muttered. That's it, he said it. He really hoped it would quickly be over. He would explain in private that he had this stupid ring around his junk, they would see that there was nothing in his clothes or on his body and he would be on his way with minimum embarrassment.

"Alright sir, step here and remove all your clothes," she said pointing at a circle drawn in paint on the floor, right in the middle of the control area.

"What? here? But everyone will see me! Can't we do that somewhere private?" he could hear his sister, her friends and his aunt laughing behind him and when he looked back he could see that an alarming number of passengers had their phones in their hands.

"Due to complaints about sexual harassment and inappropriate conduct new regulations indicate that you can only be strip search in private by a TSA agent of your own gender. The only male agent on duty is home sick today, so we can only inspect you if witnesses are present. And since we are short staffed no one can leave her post today. Now hurry up sir, or these poor people waiting might risk missing their flight. We can't let anyone through while a search is in progress because we might miss something if we are distracted."

"Can you at least tell them not to film or take pictures?"

"I don't have the authority to do that. My only responsibility is to control the passengers, I can't give them order unrelated to their being controlled."

Feeling dead inside, his dream vacation turning to nightmare, K-T walked to the circle and started stripping. He new that arguing with the TSA could get him on a no fly list and cancel his vacation and maybe even ruin them too for his family.

The paint circle was out of reach of anything so he had to put his clothes on the ground in front of him. He kept his back turned to the crowd waiting to be controlled. Facing only the agents and the passenger who were already through and waiting for their flight.

He finally reached for his boxers, adding them to the pile of clothes and revealed his ass to the crowd and his shameful secret to the agent watching him. As soon as the last bit of fabric hit the floor he used his hands to hid his crotch.

He could hear hoots, claps and the clicks of many pictures being taken behind him and see other filming his front side in the distance. He saw the agent pick his clothes and pass them through the gate with no results.

"Sir, I'm going to ask you to put your feet apart and your arms raised on the sides again."

K-T obeyed once again, he could see the people in the distance laughing and he knew that in this position his balls were visible from behind.

"Sir, you have to remove your sex toy before boarding the plane, " she said, loud enough for all to hear.

This was too much for his mother who reached the front of the line to see what this was about.

"What the heck is this K-T? You block all of these people and embarrass us in front of everyone just because you can't stop playing with your willy even while taking a plane? Remove this thing this instant and we will have a discussion about this when we get to the island! " she shouted too, making K-T wish he could sink into the floor. "Forgive him officer, he's just a horny teenager that only thinks with what is between his legs. I swear it's hard to ever find him not playing with it or showing it around at home." She added finishing to completely humiliate him.

It was true that we was often nearly naked at home saving his few clothes for when he needed to go outside. And with the lock of his room broken everyone kept barging in his room without knocking at any times, finding him fairly often masturbating in what he believed to be the privacy of his room. But this needed not to be shouted out of context to an entire crowd.

His mother returned to her spot in the line, fully expecting him to obey her.

"I can't remove it, it's stuck." he whispered to the agent.

"Nonsense, please pull it out or open it."

"See!" he said showing that pulling on the halves didn't open the ring and tugging on it to show that he couldn't pull it off.

"Try again now!" she said after pouring some lube on it from a small bottle on her belt.

K-T did his best to demonstrate that even fully lubed he couldn't get it off, all he had achieved was to get himself at full mast by stroking his lubed cock.

"See it doesn't come off, but you can see that it is what triggers the gate and it's not dangerous, can I get dressed and go through now?"