Graves humiliated him

Heath stumbled into the classroom as Graves pulled him by his ear. Her grip was stronger than he had expected, pinching his ear lobe so hard it started to sting.

He was pulled to the center of the classroom before Graves let go of his ear, letting him tumble forward before catching himself. He held his stinging ear to sooth the pain, but was quickly distracted by a dreadful sight.

Heath was standing in front of an entire lecture hall of students, looking down at him with a mixture of awe and confusion. For a moment, Heath’s heart stopped, barely moving an inch as he took in the sheer size of the classroom and the amount of students staring at him.

“Ooo, he’s cute.”

“I didn’t think it was true…”

“I wanna see what’s under that piece of paper!”

A cacophony of whispers and giggles filled Heath’s ears. He saw some girls winking at him, some just look shocked, and others just keep staring at his hands as if they wish they could see straight through them at his cock.

“That’s enough, ladies. We’ve lost enough time as it is due to our new student’s tardiness.” Ms. Graves says, and for the most part the girls settle down. Clearly she has good control of her class, even if the girls continued to devour his form with their eyes. “Mr. McCoy, since you’re late, I haven’t had the chance to hand out the syllabus yet. So, as punishment I’ll have you hand them out for me.”

Before Heath could object, Ms. Graves held a stack of papers in her hand, entire booklets of rules and instructions for the class.

“Hold your hands out, Mr. McCoy. I don’t want you dropping them.”

“B-but…”

“No ifs ands or buts, Mr. McCoy. Now do as I say before I call our esteemed chancellor Ophelia to have her give you a worse punishment.” Graves said, looking down at Heath with a furious look in her eyes.

Heath was **** to not flash his privates to the whole class of ravenous women, but he had little choice in that decision. With Ms. Graves looming over him, he had no other choice but to take his hands away from his junk.

He hesitated for a moment, but eventually moved his hands out to grab the stack of papers. His erect cock sprung out from beneath his schedule, giving everyone in the room a clear look at his aroused shame.

“He’s so hard right now!”

“You don’t think it’s because he likes Prof. Graves, right?”

“Hell no, he was looking at me the entire time! That’s why he’s erect, and honestly I couldn’t blame him.”

He felt like his face was going to melt with how embarrassed he was, shamelessly flashing his dick and balls along with the rest of his bare figure to tens of women. The class was in an uproar, pointing at and commenting on his nude body.

His hands shook in the air, his mind begging them to drop down to cover his erection, but before he could even try, Ms. Graves placed the stack of papers into his hands.

“Make yourself quick. We’re already behind schedule thanks to your poor time management.”

Heath was beginning to understand Mary’s disdain for this professor, and just before Heath could take a step he felt a quick smack against his ass! He almost tripped forward as he let out a loud yelp in pain.

“I said move it!” Ms. Graves exclaimed, holding a ruler she used to spank Heath‘a rear with.

Heath obeyed her command as to not get hit in the butt again. As he walked over to the first row of seats, he could feel the gawking eyes of the women against his erect penis as it bobbed up and down with each step. He struggled to look the girls in their eyes with how humiliated he felt, his face burning as a crimson blush covered his cheeks.

“Thank you Heath~” Said a girl in the front row, grabbing several stacks of paper to hand down the table.

“Y-your welcome…” Heath said as he looked down at the floor, pretending that any of this was normal.

“How do you have such a hard on? Do you find us all hot or something?” Said the girl one seat down, her gaze set squarely on Heath’s junk.

“Nah, he’s probably just getting off to this, which I mean, I don’t mind…” said another girl.

Heath stammered, unable to respond to their questions and assumptions. He felt so humiliated that he wished he could close his eyes and disappear into a puddle.

After a bit more lewd banter between the girls at the table, Heath walked up to the next set in that row. He saw a woman with dirty blond hair looking up at him, a change of pace from the others constantly staring at his cock.

But as she went to grab the syllabus from his hands, her hands darted down and grabbed his cock instead!

His eyes went wide as he felt her fingers wrap around his shaft, tugging on it gently. She then began rubbing Heath’s cock in the middle of class, with him whimpering as he felt her fingers massage his dick. The others around her looked shocked to see such a brazen display, meanwhile the girl giving him the handjob flashed Heath with a lopsided grin.

“Fuck~” Heath mumbled under his breath. He was so worked up at this point, that he started humping into her hand as she jacked him off.

But just as he started moving his hips, the woman retracted her hand away from his cock, leaving him humping the air. Heath quickly noticed, but wasn’t quick enough as several girls started laughing at his shameful display.

“He was totally into that!”

“Did you see hips moving?”

“Wish I could touch him like that…”

Heath felt his stomach churn. All he could do was stand there, squeezing his legs together in a vain attempt to hide his arousal. “Did I seriously just do that…” Heath thought to himself, feeling ashamed by his lack of self control.

“Sorry, my hand slipped~” The blonde said before licking her fingers clean of Heath’s pre-cum. “Name’s Rachel, by the way.”

Heath was stunned by this woman’s sheer confidence to not only jerk him off so suddenly, but to lick up his fluids right after. Was this some form of advanced flirting or part of the hazing process?

After cleaning her hand with her tongue, Rachel then grabbed a stack of papers and handed them down, all the while Heath’s cock began to twitch and throb. It was Ophelia all over again, so worked up that his body was begging for more sensual attention. Despite his desire to not be naked, his body was betraying that fact. Heath wondered how much more he could take of this embarrassing situation before his heart would give out, or worse.

Heath would continue to hand out cookies of the syllabus to everyone in the classroom, all of whom too great joy in their naked servant. But once all of the packets were gone, Heath immediately covered himself, much to the disappointment from the women around him.

“Finally, now come over here, Mr. McCoy.” Ms. Graves said from across the room.

Heath did as he was told, walking across the classroom and up to Ms. Graves’s desk. As he walked, the students around him got to watch his ass, which made Heath feel increasingly uncomfortable. He moved one hand behind him to cover his butt, hearing several boos from the seats behind him.

As Heath approached her desk, he opened his mouth to speak, but Ms. Graves swiftly interrupted him.

“Moves your hands to the side, young man! I assume Ophelia already told you of the rules around here, or do I need to discipline you myself?” Ms. Graves said with a furrowed brow.

Heath slowly shifted his arms away from his ass and junk, letting them dangle next to his hips. His erection was dripping with pre-cum at this point, with a bead of white liquid falling off his tip and onto the classroom carpet.

“You chose correctly. Now here, this is your syllabus. I graciously laminated it for you, as I figured you’d more than likely stain it before ever reading it.” She said as she handed him the glossy set of papers. Unlike the packets everyone else got, Heath’s syllabus wasn’t stapled together, but instead was held together with metal rings like a binder.

Heath took the set of papers, wanting desperately to cover his body with them.

“Now sit down and cover that disgusting thing!” Ms. Graves said with a bitter anger in her voice.