A little bit of both.

After a brief glance over your shoulder you see that all the new girls are still focused on tearing through the art supplies. Thankfully in your secluded corner there doesn't seem to be anything else besides the little platform you're standing on, so if you stay still and cover your butt with your hands they may just grab their things and go.

That would be the best case scenario, however the reality of the situation promptly made itself clear when you felt another slow and methodical flick hit the exposed tip of your cock.

Reflexively you sprang to your feet so fast your hard-on flops up and slaps your stomach.
Michele seemed to be very amused by this as she let out a little giggle. You recover and stare daggers at her.

"Michele!" You whisper under your breath to the girl seated before you.

"Well are you going to answer my question John?"

You freeze not exactly sure how to respond what Michele's proposal of asking the other groups of girls to essentially ogle you naked. Of course you want to say no, but this may just encourage her to do it. So what are you supposed to do then? Just say yes?

"Hello, Earth to John. Are you even listening, or are you too busy staring down my top?" Michele asked, getting more and more annoyed.

"Haven't you heard Michele? Guys think with their dicks, so maybe if you get his bouncing he'll start talking." Chloe joked from her position behind you. This little payback plan of hers has spiraled way beyond what she expected, and she couldn't help but enjoy every second of it.

"Good idea Chloe!" Michele said as she leaned forward in her chair bringing her face closer to your groin. Closing one eye she carefully lined up her painted nail to your sensitive tip, causing you to sweat bullets at how methodical she was being.

"N-No, Michele please don't! I don't want to attract any attention." You say softly as you peer over your shoulder. No one's caught onto your nudity yet, but if you keep jumping to your toes someone may get a bit too curious.

"Attract attention? Why would me doing this attract any attention?" Michele asked as she released a perfectly placed powerful snap.

The pain was worse than any other flick she had planted on you before, but you couldn't bounce to your feet as you heard a group of girls moving just behind you.
Holding your eyes shut tight you endure the hit as your boner flies into your thigh and bounces back; however, you where unable to see Michele already shutting one eye and taking aim at the returning target.

As your penis bounces back into place, your 'good friend' lands another perfect blow with her finger. This cycle continues as Michele smiles entertained by her new game of making your cock dance.

"A-Ahh! Fuck! T-This really stings." You say with clenched fists as your eyes begin to water. You want to pull away from Michele's **** but your ass was already practically resting on the back of Chloe's head, and the last thing you want to do is piss her off even more.

"I-I need a break Michele. I-I can't control my voice much longer."

"Aww, are you afraid that someone will notice our little game? What's the matter, you don't want a room full of girls from every school in the county to see you naked? You know I think I see the red head with glasses you flirt with in biology digging through the costume drawer." Michele said with a twinge of jealousy in her voice.

"I'm sure she'd love to see you in your new 'uniform'. Just make sure you tell her that I'm the one who's got you hot and bothered."
She added with a bit of malice as she caught your member and pressed it painfully down until it rested on your family jewels before allowing it to spring up so she can continuing her hypnotic flicking.

"M-Michele, please. I can't take this anymore."

"Then go ahead and turn around John because I'm not going to stop playing with your cock so long as you're shoving it in my face. Oh, but you better hope no one is looking this way. This body paint may be enough fool people from behind, but there isn't a high school girl on Earth who wouldn't do a double take when they see what you're packing, no matter how well painted it is."