Only a little humiliating for now

The hallways are thankfully empty and by the time we get to our first class it is already in session. The teacher, an older woman, laughed when she got her first look at me.

"You must be George" she said. "I'm Mrs. Jones. I'd heard there was a bit of confusion with the uniforms. Your outfit is a little unorthodox, but I'm glad you were able to find something to allow you to make it here this week. I'm sure all of the girls will be perfectly respectful of the fact that that is the only piece of clothing you have to wear for your first week"

All the girls perked up at that last line. There was a boy, and he only had one piece of clothing to wear! As I step into view I move my hands from blocking my ass to covering my barely covered crotch, even though it meant giving Natasha and my step-sisters a full moon. Even still there were gasps from the class when they saw what I had to wear for the entire week.

I spotted an empty seat in the back and I sidled towards it, back to the wall and hands glued to my crotch.

"George!" Mrs. Jones shouted. "What are you doing with your hands! I'll not have any young men pleasuring themselves in my classroom. Hands at your sides. This is your one warning."

Reluctantly I drop my hands to my sides, allowing the glass a much better look at my barely covered package. I couldn't help scanning the faces in the class as I continued side-stepping towards my seat and it seemed that every one was glued to my member as it bobbed slightly under the jock. My face burned bright red as every eye in the room seemed determined to burn a hole through the already worn garment. Finally I made it to my seat and Mrs. Jones continued the lecture, forcing the girls to turn away from me. I felt relatively safe until an announcement came over the intercom.

"Attention all students and faculty. In lieu of your second period class everyone is to make their way to the auditorium for a school wide assembly"