Wrong, the TSA agent insist on looking deeper into this.

"Sir, I must be sure that nothing is tucked anywhere, please lift up your genitals and jump up and down three times."

K-T winced when hearing this, he had foolishly thought that his ordeal was over. Still in for a penny, in for a pound. After getting so far jumping in place was rather tame. He cupped his balls to lift them and jumped three times, hoping to satisfy the officer. His cock was betraying him, despite how mortified he was, it was beginning to get hard from such a short manipulation. K-T was hating every single moment of this humiliation, but after so long of such things happening to him, it was beginning to turn him on in a way.

"Now bend over, spread out your butt cheeks with your hands and turn around."

He knew he had **** and he hated it. He would have to moon and expose his asshole almost just under the nose of his dream girl and then awkwardly turn around to show her his cock while bent over.

This was an absolute nightmare, yet he continued to obey. This might be by far the most humiliating thing he had ever done and he was feeling his eyes starting to tear up.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Sir. This will be all for the surface examination. Now, please remain in this position."

'No, no, no, no.... She can't mean it right? not in front of Lily, of my family, of my sister's bitchy friend and hundreds of strangers...'

There was only one reason to both call what he did a surface inspection and to ask him to stand that way. He refused to even think the words, like it would be tempting some sort of vengeful fate goddess.

"I will now be performing a cavity search, please relax and it will be over soon."

K-T felt like he was about to faint and he began to really resent the hard length of flesh between his legs for staying so hard in such a situation, making the whole crowd (and no doubt the millions of online viewers of the dozens of videos of him being filmed) think that he was enjoying what would happen.

He heard a squirt like sound and felt a spray on liquid in his butt crack. At least withthe amount of lube she was using, this humiliating performance might not be too painful.

Out of the blue, he felt a lubed finger being pressed against his asshole and then slowly getting into it. He gasped, loud enough for everyone to hear, triggering some laughs and cheers from the crowd. It wasn't exactly painful, but he had never done anything like that before and he was a bit disturbed by the foreign feeling. It took a little bit of rummaging inside before K-T realized that this wasn't helping at all with the condition of his cock. He was getting hard already.

Thankfully the intruding finger retreated rather quickly. Only to return soon with reinforcement. He could now feel what seemed to be two fingers go inside and somehow after the visit of the first one, those two were able to go deeper. The agent was moving them around, looking for any traces of another foreign body hidden inside. The search looked random, but there was a particular spot that they seemed to press more often than the rest, one that made K-T twitch every time they did so.

The search had been going on for hours now, or maybe barely a few minutes, probably the later, but K-T could feel time slowing down as he was humiliated in front of a girl he wanted to impress, his family and hundreds or thousands of strangers. The officer wasn't finding anything and could obviously not reach far in his now not so virgin asshole. The useless search was keeping K-T on edge, his dick now feeling like it was ready to explode at any moment, but the thing he both dreaded and wished for wasn't happening.

As suddenly as it started, the fingers slipped outside of him and it ended, leaving him just about to cum but with no stimulus to make it happen unless he would dare to grab his dick and handle this himself.

Beginning to focus, once again, on what was happening around him, K-T could see that his mom and sister were talking to another TSA agent. From what he could gather his sister somehow feeling guilty that her little project might ruin her (and her family's) vacation had volunteered an explanation of what was inside of K-T and his mother was trying to see if he would be able to fly with them.

K-T got back up and was dragged, still naked, to where the conversation was taking place.

"Mam, I understand what you are saying but I can't let someone on board with an active radio device that we are unable to check. You seem honest but rules must be applied equally to all. You should understand that!" explained the TSA officer that had been chatting with them while K-T was searched.

"Officer, this is a simple mistake. We won this trip, it wasn't planned in advance and we are going with the whole family, we just can't cancel it, we could never afford this on our own. Is there anything we can do for you to allow him on the flight with us?" pleaded his mom, dedicated to salvaging the possibly ruined vacations.

"Yeah, can't you just wrap him in tinfoil or something, you know to block the signal?" said his sister jokingly.

"Hmm while this is technically allowed it is almost never done. There is a way, but I doubt that you will agree to go with it," told the agent who had searched K-T, having disposed of her gloves in a trash bin.

"Don't worry, as long K-T can come with us there will be no trouble on our side," reassured his mom.