Mostly no

You scarmble to your feet ignoring the rope burn under you arm and cover your cock as you now face four girls your own age. The rained out baseball game is why you now see wet jersery's clinging to their breasts. Of course this makes your cock hard as iron now.

"We saw you running across the field completely naked and then flip over this rope," a blonde says, her eyes looking at my hands covering myself. Beside her, a red haired girl asks, "What the hell are you naked for?"

I explaine about the shorts that tore and the dog but I could tell they weren't believing me. Then the blonde says, "Heads up!"

Without thinking I reach both hands up and catch the softball coming at me. I realize this leaves me exposed and put my hands down again as fast as I can.

"Thanks for the show," the blonde says, smiling. "Hey, don't you go to my high school?"

"I don't think so," I lie knowing I'll have to dodge her for the rest of high school. "I have to get home now."

The girls draw closer and I back up and then turn to run away. I feel several hands slapping my butt. I can still feel the sting as I run and leave them far behind. I jog through a wooded area and finally cross the street, keeping lookout for that police car that was in the neighborhood. I scratch myself getting between the hedge that lines our backyard. Lights are on in the house and I know I did not beat mom back home from the store. Then my heart sinks as I see all the ladies from her bridge club strolling about our livingroom. How am I going to get inside and get my clothes without being caught?