The day continues!

He was in fresh underwear and in the car as Ashley drove them to school. They were both 18 and in their final year. Though Ashley was on the cheer squad and one of the more popular girls in school whereas John was lower on the social food chain. He had his group of friends but they were more of a miscellaneous group of seniors. Sort of geeky but not quite. His first period was gym class. It went well enough. He actually had a decent bit of fun playing dodgeball. In fact he enjoyed to the point he forgot about the book and his changes until the time he was about to shower. He pulled his shirt off.

Multiple guys noticed that his arms and chest were hairless odd for an 18 year old, most thought. Then his shorts came down. No one could discern a bulge. This piqued the interest of Travis, the schools star quarter back. At this point John remembered his changes. He wanted humiliation but his anxiety overcame him so he decided to remove his underwear in the stall as to not be seen, yet. The showers where separated by curtains as walls on all sides.

He stepped inside and made sure each curtain was closed, removed his underwear and turned the water on. He had squirted some shampoo in his hand and was lathering up his hair, keeping his eyes closed as the suds ran down his face when there was a blast of air. He opened his eyes in shock to see a blurry Travis and several other guys standing in front of him before the suds made their way into his eyes. The burning **** his eyes shut as the guys stood in shock.

“Dude, where’s your dick?” Travis asked. “Where are your pubes?” Another guy, David, asked. John didn’t respond but his little member was quickly pointing at the ceiling. Laughter filled the air as John was yanked out of the shower. “There’s his dick!” Someone shouted. “That is definitely not a dick” Travis laughed. Johns penis began to twitch. “He’s fucking enjoying this!” David yelled out again.

“What the fuck dude, you enjoy showing that little thing off?”

“is he gay?”

“Nah, to be gay he’d have to be a guy. Look at that thing! It definitely ain’t a man.”

John wasn’t fully sure who was saying what until he heard Travis’ unmistakeable voice.

“Then what the fuck is it doing in here?” Travis said, getting an evil idea.

Travis turned the heat off of johns still running shower and threw him back in. The cold shocked Johns system his erection remained but it shrunk slightly due to the cold. Once the shampoo and soap were off of him they pulled him out. Travis pulled Johns arms behind his back and wrapped his shirt around his wrists. Pulling it tight.

The next thing John felt was multiple hands grab him and rush him towards the door. “Guys wait!” He plead onto deaf ears as they threw him out into the hall. John couldn’t fully think straight. He was in the hallway, hands tied and the smallest erection in the history of erections. He looked around and felt a slight relief at no one being around.

He did the only thing that came to mind. He ran to the the main office. Coming through the glass door John stood before the receptionist, Heather. She was 28, with black curly hair and blue eyes. Her breasts were on the smaller side but she had an ass that all the boys stared at.

She laughed watching John push his way into the office. “Oh my! That’s so small!” She giggled before composing herself “What’s the meaning of this little man!?” She demanded to know. John was flustered. He was caught off guard by her comments on his size. In a haze he turned to show her his bound arms “Please you gotta help!” He begged.

Heather looked at his little erect penis twitching and thought the worst. “How disgusting! I am not going to help you get that tiny little pathetic thing off you filthy boy! You should be ashamed of yourself!” By this time the principal, Mrs Taylor had heard the receptionist and stepped out of her office.

“What is going on here!?” She yelled. Before John could respond Heather jumped in, “this student came running in here showing off his tiny dicklet, bouncing up and down asking me to get him off.” The receptionist explained. Mrs Taylor stared daggers at John. “What is wrong with you? Are you some sort of exhibitionist deviant who gets off on exposing himself?”

John was flabbergasted “No! I don’t like this” he lied “I was tied up and thrown out of the locker room. Can’t you see!?” He spun around and attempted to pull his arms apart. To his surprise the shirt easily slipped off. John realized that Travis must not have tied a knot. He didn’t know how to explain his way out of this situation now.

Mrs Taylor was unamused, well she was amused but she didn’t look like it to John. Once his hands were free he quickly covered himself. Mrs Taylor picked up the shirt and folded it over her arm.

Right after, Travis and David came through the door carrying some tattered clothes and John’s shoes. “Seriously John. Man you need help!” Travis said, confusing John.

“Can you two shed some light on this situation? This deviant says he was tied up and thrown out.” Mrs Taylor questioned. Travis did his best not to smile. “Uh well he kept asking us to dare him to streak and no one would so then he stripped and started running around the shower room tearing up his clothes. We tried to get him to get him to stop but then he started waving his shirt around before wrapping his arms up.”

David jumped in “Yeah then he headed for the door. He said that he wanted everyone to see his cock.”

John couldn’t take it anymore. The locker room humiliation, the exhilarating run to the office, Heathers comments and Mrs Taylor’s domineering presence looming over him as he stood exposed to all. It was too much for him. He did best to hold it but a moan escaped his lips as he filled his hands with cum. “What the fuck!?” David exclaimed.

Having an inkling of what just happened. Mrs Taylor grabbed John by the ear “show me your hands this instant young man!” The fiery woman demanded.

He quickly obliged. Heather, Mrs Taylor, Travis and David all looked at him with shocked disgust as he showed them his cum covered palm. Mrs. Taylor thanked the boys and said they could go before yanking John by the ear and directing him into her office. He couldn’t wait for whatever came next.