Dennis's underwear provides a much-needed distraction

"Ahhh!" Cried the male voice with a surprsingly high-pitched and girlish scream. "Was that a bat or something?!"

"No, it looks like..." responded the female voice. "EWWWWWW!"

Dennis slammed the supply closet door shut, muffling the rest of their pursuers' conversation.

He was breathing hard and his heart was pounding in his chest.

"I don't think they saw us," he gasped as he leaned against the door for support... and then remembered he was naked.

Naked, with a hard-on.

Naked, with a hard-on, and standing just a couple of feet away from the equally naked Lauren, his former crush / tormentor.

And she was staring right back at him, panting, covered in sweat, and not even bothering to cover up anything.

The two caught each other's gaze and immediately blushed. Each one quickly tried to cover the part of their own body they were most ashamed and self-conscious about.

For Dennis, that was his small and painfully hard, throbbing cock. In Lauren's case, she was using both her hands to cover her small tits with their super-sensitive nipples, leaving her wet, shaved, and very pink pussy exposed.

Of course, the parts they were groping also happened to be their most sensitive area, and each one let out a surprisingly lusty moan as they touched themselves while staring at the other's naked body.