Biology class, which means...oh no!

Bridget and I walked out into the football field and it was packed with people. To further my embarrassment, I was greeted not by one but two familiar professors. The first one was Professor Sands of course and the second one was...oh no! "Hello Professor Finn, I can't tell you how much I am looking forward to today." Once again violating the dress code for Intectus Deprehendi, the audacious Professor Carlene Suther in her tube top and ripped jeans stood side-by-side with Sands. She also wore an insidious grin as she turned her attention to my cupped hands over my groin. Pure evil.

"Professor Finn," Sands smile held no malice but she was inevitably doomed to become Suther's accomplice today "today Carlene and her Biology students will be sitting in on our class to get up close and personal examination of the human body. When she found out you were getting naked every day for our class she saw this as an invaluable opportunity to familiarize her students on human anatomy. She asked if her class could be involved in today's activities and I said yes."

Suther nodded duplicitously. "Don't worry Finn, I promise my students will get a thorough examination of your body." That's what I was afraid of. She's already seen me naked once and in that time she took humiliating photos and threatened to show to use them to get me fired. Had it not been for Bridget, she would have already done so. Right now her pupils were burning holes into my clasped hands as if she were waiting for me to put my...

"Hands to your sides!" I hesitated at Sands command even though I knew it was futile. We all knew I was going to have to move them sooner or later. I creeped my hands apart, slowing unveiling my manhood to this new wave of students and their mad professor. The newcomers looked at me in wonder and excitement. "Good, now move yourself to the center of the crowd so everyone can see you. We need to begin the class."

I walked stiffly into the center of a sexually curious crowd; each member eyeing my movements. My face was already a bright crimson when I stood in the middle of this grassy sea of people. I didn't wait for anyone to try and 'adjust' me again so I just raised my elbows placing my hands behind my head and bent my right knee until I was on my toes. "Magnificent professor, now if you could only get erect for us again." She turned to Bridget "Bridget, before you take your seat could you..."

"No need Delia, I invited myself over so I will have the honors." I stood powerless and horrified as Professor Suther strode towards me with intent in her eye. She grabbed me by the balls and started fondling them. Her touch wasn't as pleasurable or gentle as Bridget's so I only stiffened a bit. I then felt a hard smack on my butt. Slap! "What is wrong with you?!" Suther delivered another slap to my bottom and I let out a pained squeal. Slap!"A lovely specimen such as I is giving you a handy and you can't even get it up all the way? Or could it be you're having performance issues Finn?" She spoke loudly and cruelly as she spanked me again. Slap! She was truly committed to humiliating me.

"Not my fault you aren't the least bit arousing!" I grumbled to her. Suther clenched her jaw; I've really done it now. She was angry. She raised her hand to give my another slap but was halted when Bridget caught her wrist.

"Carlene," Bridget's tone was even but carried a note of barely concealed irritation to it "there is an art to stimulating a man." Bridget pushed past Suther and placed her hands on my back and stomach. Her touch glided downward where her palm stroked my shaft to full attention. Her other hand rubbed my butt where Suther struck me, it was soothing. Now at full mast, I became aware again that my nudity was being observed by an entire football field of girls! I turned brick red as their comments flooded my ears.

"Oh my God! I wonder if we were going to have this much fun if we took Anatomy class?"

"I can see enough of the human shape cause he stays in shape."

"Man, I should have been an art major. Who wouldn't want to stare at him everyday?"

"I am so glad Professor Suther insisted on coming to see him."

"Geez, look at his prick! That blonde girl is so lucky. I wanna touch it too!"

"Alright my honored guests, let us resume the class now," that last comment came from Professor Sands as the others came from Suther's class. Sands turned to Bridget, "Good work as always Bridget. You seem to know Professor Finn's body so well. You will make an splendid wife one day." Bridget knew my body a little too well. I then tried to conceal my ill-timed jealousy when I imagined Bridget being married off to some idiot who would know the joy of her affections. These were thoughts that plagued my mind for the next hour as two largely female classes memorized every muscle of my nakedness.