You make a run for it

Not sure if you wanted to cry or faint, you instead run back to the locker rooms. The sensation of your small boner bouncing around does nothing to alleviate your embarrassment, and you do your best not to stumble as you sprint across the field.

You only stop once you're back in the safety of the locker room. You rest your head against a locker, breathing heavily to fighting back tears.

You were really shy about your body, a large part of the reason you had never gone past first base. And now half the school had seen you completely naked!

While your breathing was back under control, your sense of panic hadn't diminished once you'd seen that your clothes were nowhere to be seen. Your heart rate spiks again when you hear approaching voices. You fight in vain against bindings and look around desperately for a hiding place...but there was no way to avoid Rebecca and the rest of the cheerleaders.

"There you are, Sam!" Rebecca grins. "We had to finish are routine without you!"

"W-why did you do that?!" you stammer, trying to back away but feeling the cold metal of the locker against your bare shoulder blades.

"It was just a prank, Sam!" the lead cheerleader rolled her eyes. "I wanted you to live a little!"

"Speaking of little..." someone called out.

Only now did you realise that your penis had become flaccid again...although it quickly became hard again as Rebecca moved close to you and placed her hand on your chest.

"I truly am sorry," she whispers in your ear. "I just wanted to see what you'd do."

Before you could respond, she locks lips with you again.

Pressing you back against the locker with one hand, her other traced down your torso. Your penis twitched in antcipation of Rebecca's hand wrapping around it...but she stopped just above it.

She trailed her nails inches above your crotch, caressing your stomach...before moving around to touch your inner thighs.

What was she waiting for?! With your own hands currently tied up behind your back, you couldn't do anything to speed the process along.

"Please..." you moan, breathlessly.

"Do you want me to touch your dick?" she asks softly, to which you answer with a nod.

Her hand slides down...this was it!

"Well you've never been touched by a girl, and I'd hate to break your streak."

She steps away from you, and a camera flashes, immortalising you being cruely denied.

"Aw, look at poor Sammy!"

"Who'd want to touch a dick that small?"

You try once again to free your hands, but this only leads to more titters from the group.

"Let's get you cooled down, Sam," Rebecca says.

She lands a painful slap on your butt as she forces you towards the showers. You notice that most of the girls are filming you.

"Please can you put the phones down?" you plead pathetically.

"We don't want to miss anything!"

Ignoring your request, Rebecca makes you stand under a shower head, before turning on the water and yanking the switch to its lowest possible temperature.

"Fuck!" you curse as the frozen deluge washes over you.

"Language, Sam!" Rebecca teases you. "Now turn around, we need to get all of you."

You rotate slowly in a circle as instructed, fighting against all your instincts to jump out from underneath the spray.

Just as you were starting to lose feeling in your feet, Rebecca turns off the shower.

Shivering violently, you notice that your penis was shrivelled. With your teeth chattering, you pad back into the changing area blushing as the cheerleaders snapped photos from all angles.

"Are you a bit cold, Sam?"

"Embarrassed virgins are adorable!"

You lift your eyes from looking at your bare feet when you become aware of Rebecca holding a towel.

You knew you shouldn't trust Rebecca, but the chance to cover up, or at the very least dry off, was too good to pass up.

You take a step towards her, hoping that you were seconds away from having a towel wrapped around your waist.