the gaze of others

It was another first for Zach. The warm concrete under his feet and the sun on his bare skin stimulated his senses, and despite the show he'd put on in the car a few minutes earlier, his penis was still erect. At this hour, the city center was crowded. With every step, Zach had to twist his body to avoid his erection brushing against passersby, and he felt their examining gazes on him.

With each step he took, he heard strangers recognize him, repeatedly hearing remarks like, "Oh! It's Zach, the boy who has to stay naked for life." Others were surprised by all the semen on his body.

Others, though 18, exclaimed their happiness at not having been selected by the TV lottery, while some felt lucky because they were too old or not brave enough.

One person asked for a photo with Zach, which he accepted. The person asked why he was covered in semen.

Zach replied that he'd discovered many small things could intensely stimulate him despite himself, and that's what happened today in the car on the way here.

The person expressed their astonishment, thanked him, and then continued on their way; several people had overheard their exchange.

Zach continued his walk with his parents and finally arrived at the meeting place.

The trio entered the shop, which was a repair shop for small machinery like chainsaw or lawnmower engines.

They were greeted by the boss, who was also the owner. Along with his two children, a 19-year-old son and a 22-year-old daughter who helped out on some weekends.

Zach apologized for his state. "No problem," the boss retorted. "

If my brother and I were younger, we could have been in your shoes." "So last week when you came to apply, I was one of the last people to know you dressed?!" the young woman asked.

"Exactly," Zach replied.

"I don't know if I'd have that courage," exclaimed the 19-year-old brother.

The father took control of the conversation and led Zach to the workshop where a workbench awaited him. On it was a small engine with a simple problem to solve, and a maximum of one hour to repair it, the boss explained.

Everyone went into the workshop. The boss and Zach's parents sat at a nearby table, and the children, along with Zach, went to gather the necessary equipment for the task.

Zach still had his erection, butterflies in his stomach, his heart racing, and his cheeks flushed. He couldn't help but steal quick glances at the young woman whenever his back was to the adults and she crossed paths with him.

She was wearing a black tank top with a slight cleavage. Zach also noticed her two nipples under the fabric, which made him realize she wasn't wearing a bra. This caused butterflies in his stomach, his penis twitched with pleasure, and the only thing that concealed his state was the back and forth to retrieve the equipment.

All the equipment was gathered on the workbench, the boss's children joined the table, all facing Zach.

Zach put on his safety glasses, and the boss started the timer.

Alone in front of everyone, his mind was hazy, his penis pulsed with pleasure, his heart was pounding. His breathing had quickened, and he pinched his lips to try and hide it. His body was now glistening with a film of sweat. Every step around the workbench made his penis swing, stimulating him even more.

His work on the engine was progressing well. He no longer tried to hide his panting breath. He felt something at the tip of his penis and saw a thick, long filament of seminal fluid detach and fall to the ground; another came out of his penis in a few seconds.

As he went to get another tool, he noticed several of these leaks on the ground. He did his best to stay focused on his engine, not thinking to look down. He felt his cheeks flush even more.

He assembled the last part of the engine and neatly organized the tools. His hands full of grease, panting, covered in sweat, his twitching erection secreting seminal fluid, he walked towards the table to signal that he was finished.

The group at the table looked at Zach without a word for a few seconds. The boss broke the silence by saying, "Wow, you really like mechanics!" Everyone at the table laughed at this remark, which made him blush even more.

The boss composed himself and told Zach that he had finished the repair in forty-five minutes, that he had good work methods, and that he was satisfied with him. His children nodded in agreement.

His parents, present, were delighted to hear this. Zach confirmed his contact details to the boss, who offered him Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday from 5 AM to 11 AM, which Zach immediately accepted.

Zach took the opportunity to wash his hands and rinse his face. Everyone met back in the shop. It was Noon, and Zach and his parents left the shop.