I stand up, and get a surprise.

I was ready to swallow my pride, and let the class see the situation I’d ended up in. There’d be some laughing and jeering, a few people trying to snap pictures, maybe some leering at where my boxer-briefs didn’t leave so much to the imagination, if I wanted to throw my ego a bone today. I’d get laughed at, probably get in trouble with Ms. Hardison, but at least I’d get out of the class and probably be given something to cover up with.

But as I stood up, I only noticed at the last second the feeling of a rubber sole on my lower back, Mina snickering behind me a little louder than the rest of the class, and then, worst of all, fabric sliding against my skin as I stood up; caught at the back under the tip of Mina’s foot, my boxer briefs didn’t come with me.

“Oh my Lord!” Ms. Hardison shouted, and a few students followed in kind, though past the initial moment of surprise a lot of them turned into laughter, snide comments, and even a few wolf whistles here and there. I looked back to see what had happened; Mina’s foot on the back of my short, and as I looked up to her face, she gave me a wink.

“Nice ass, Ed!”

I quickly turned away and saw that Naomi had also turned to look behind her. Sitting down, she was right at eye level with my still half-hard cock, and her face turned about as red as mine as she sat there transfixed.

“Edward!” Ms. Hardison shouted, “What is the meaning of this!?” Coming to my senses, I quickly pulled the front of my shirt down to cover myself as best as I could (something that was getting harder to do considering the attention and raunchy comments currently being directed my way) and my mind raced for something to say.

“I-I can explain!”