Modern Life (Part One: History)

The bus made its stop and the students filed out of the vehicle. Along the way, several parts of Oliver’s nude body came into contact with his classmates, including his erect penis which was flaccid when he boarded. But, as usual, none of them noticed as they were too absorbed in either their phones or their immediate surroundings, not even the girl he sat next to properly looked up at him when they stood up. The people standing in front of him rarely looked back, and the people behind rarely looked up. He continued stroking his cock as he slowly made his way to the front, to make sure that he was fully erect when he walked through the front doors, and he looked around in amazement. Before he was sitting, concealed from most angles. But now was standing and having a casual wank as he stood in the middle of a school bus. When he finally did make it to the front, not even the driver noticed the movement of his hand, sliding the foreskin back and forth in the most perverse way.

As he stepped off the bus, he took his hand away and let his erection hold out strong. He walked upright and proud as he approached the front entrance of his school, no one stopping him so far. When he got there he stopped and looked around. Instead of making his way through the doors he turned and walked over and leaned against the wall. He once again placed his hand on his cock and started stroking as he watched many of his fellow classmates walk by completely unaware. He only did this for a minute or so, before finally walking in the front doors and feeling a chill from the rush of cool air.

One of the many concerns one might have about walking into school completely naked was the security cameras. But Oliver knew that cameras were only useful when someone was watching them, and he knew that the office was usually either too busy or too distracted to pay attention. The cameras were a formality. If any disaster were to strike or any (major) crime were to be committed, the footage could be searched through, but most of the time they were just there for show. So Oliver walked around calmly and confidently without a care in the world as he made his way from the entrance to his first period. Along the way he passed several students who all gave the same reaction. Occasionally he would stop and let them pass by him while he shook his hips and helicoptered his cock around. They continued to ignore him.

Finally, he found himself at the door to his first class of the day: History. But when he opened the door he began to feel just a shred of doubt, but it was enough to startle him. It occurred to him that perhaps this was as far as he was going to get. All it would take is for one person to look up out of sheer curiosity to see who was entering, and then he would be caught. It would all be over, he would be punished, his life would be ruined! It wasn’t the idea of everyone knowing that he did this that disturbed him, that idea excited him free all, but it was the idea of being caught. He would be suspended at least, expelled at most, disowned by his parents and punished. What upset him was the idea that if he was caught his adventure would end, only an hour in, and he would most likely never be able to reappear it again. With that slight sense of dread he turned the knob and, for once, didn’t take complete advantage of the situation as, instead of swinging the door open and waltzing in, he peered his head in first with the door concealing his body. He didn’t know what he expected, suppose someone did notice, wouldn’t they think it was suspicious that he was just peering his head in. If he was caught there was nowhere to go. He was running the risk of being caught at all times. He was doing it right now. Someone could turn the corner behind him and look down the hall to see his ass sticking out while he was looking in. But when he looked in he saw a half empty classroom of students on their phones and his teacher sitting at his desk working away on a computer. With shaky hands, Oliver closed the door behind him and made his way to the back where there was a line of computers for students that didn’t have cell phones or laptops, which he obviously didn’t as he didn’t even bring his bag today.

Once he was seated he took some deep breaths and calmed down, and then made himself a vow. He vowed that he would never doubt himself again. That, even if this did come crashing down on his head, he would ride it until the wheels came off. He cursed himself for walking in the door so meekly. If he was going to be caught, he was going to be caught showing complete indifference, the same indifference that the wild showed to him. He was their Frankenstein’s monster. He was their reckoning. If they would question why he would walk around naked and break the rules like this he would point out just how far he got before they even took notice. Some rules those were! And then there were the students. Look at them. Here they were, so absorbed in the events of the world, trying to find something exciting to entertain their banal lives, so absorbed that they didn’t even notice the excitement happening right in front of them in their own town, own school! This thought reinvigorated him and made him ready to continue his adventure.

The bell rang, but nothing happened. The teacher didn’t get up from his desk. Instead he remained absorbed by the monitor in front of him. He had already written the day’s assignments on the white board when he arrived much earlier in the morning before anyone else. Students were to log in and check their assignments, review a PowerPoint which used to be read out by teachers but was now viewed by the students at their own pace, and complete a formal essay. That was the main project of the day.

Most of the teachers at his school didn't even bother to put any effort in anymore. Once, when they were young, they had dreams and aspirations, which they forsook in favor of educating the next generation, a goal they gave up too, because this generation was raised on the internet. They absorbed information constantly, and anything they didn't know could be looked up in a matter of seconds, making long-term learning appear almost obsolete. It used to be that students had to use textbooks, but all hardcopies were made digital in an eco-friendly decision to cut down on paper years back. It was also considered better for the teachers to let the students access the PowerPoints at their own pace, allowing the quicker students to breeze through it and the slower students to take their time. One time, a teacher of Oliver's didn't even show up, he uploaded the day's notes and the students continued without a hitch.

Oliver knew that his teacher wasn't even going to grade the essay he was about to write. Why read through a series of essays by high schoolers when it could be run through a program to check for key words and spelling errors? And plagiarism of course, but his teacher didn't need to worry about that. Oliver could guarantee his paper was going to be quite original.

Oliver knew that as long as he includes the words and phrases that the program checks for, he will get a good grade, meaning that he can fill in the rest with whatever he wants. And he completely lucked out with a topic on Ancient Greece and he choose to write about the Olympics. He wrote about how the men competing would be entirely nude in front of the crowd. He wrote about how much he liked the idea himself. "I would love to run around naked in front of strangers watching my every move," he wrote. "In fact, I'm doing it right now. I am writing this paper whilst sitting naked in my classroom." He wrote about how despite the naked statues and the Olympics, the Ancient Greeks did commonly wear clothes. Nudity was often associated with godliness. Oliver Couldn't disagree. He felt like a god himself, and he wrote that down too, knowing that it would never be seen.

By the time he was done and the paper was finished and sent in, there were only a few minutes before the bell rang. He waited out the time and watched as the students stood up and began making their way to their next classes, and he followed after them, into a hallway far more crowded than when he had arrived that morning.