PERIOD 2: Nude photography

You were feeling pretty anxious about agreeing to pose nude for this new class. Well you didn't even get a chance to agree or not, since your teacher essentially **** it on you. But here you were regardless... Drawing your likeness was one thing (which you still weren't entirely on-board with)... but having a bunch of people capture real life images of you naked with such a huge hard-on?... that's something else entirely. Who knows what people are going to do with these images?!?

You were staring at the ground having this thought, trying to distract yourself from pixie-cut Hannah's hand on your thigh that your throbbing penis was rubbing against. You contemplated a polite way to get out of this job, when you are startled by the teacher Ms Orwin pulling you up from your seat by your arms. You look around and are startled to see a very crowded classroom!

You hadn't noticed all the people coming in, and they hadn't noticed you on account of the small crowd already around you. There were more people than there were chairs, and many people had crowded along the side of the room on some throw pillows (The art room was meant to be relaxing and stimulating for creativity).

"Ready John?" your teacher whispers in your ear as she starts dragging you through the crowd. The room gets quiet as all conversations stop and attention turns to you, with many dropped Jaws. Ms Orwin was steaming ahead with a big smile, perhaps excited to share your body with another class that would be as appreciative as the last one was.

Hannah, one of the nearby girls who had been intently focused on you, let her hand slide down your leg as you were pulled away. She smiled wide and told you "Come back soon" as she playfully waved.

Ms Orwin pulls you by your hand as you try and cover yourself with the other. The longer teacher grips you tightly, the larger your penis is growing. Throbbing forward and back angrily as it makes itself known, unable to be covered by your single hand.

The teacher has to pull you past the tight grouping of people sitting on the pillows along the side of the room. Your naked body presses against the people as you go by, your bare feet stepping in-between people's legs as you try not to land on their lap. You try to keep your anatomy partially obscured with your free hand, but it often gets used to maneuver yourself through the crowd, as you try and avoid the increasingly embarrassing collisions you find yourself in, walking past people who's heads are at erection height. Sometimes the side of your ass pressing against someone's face, or your wet penis slapping someone's brow and knocking off their hat. Some few people were not aware of what was going on, and looking in another direction... only for a hard penis to slap the side of their head and then drag across their face (to the laughter of their friends).

The girls in the way squeeze closer, making it so you nearly have to crawl over wide eyed smiling groupies who just want to touch your body. Some boys jokingly hold their hands out as if making a hi-five line that you would slap on the way by. This experience and all the attention was making you painfully hard again, and your face was starting to wince...

The teacher brings you up to the front, and is a little winded from the struggle to get through the crowd. You are standing there - erect dripping dick and all - waiting for some kind of introduction from the teacher to explain what was going on. She takes a moment to catch her breath, then starts counting names with a clipboard for attendance... all the while a tendril of precum is dripping from your penis down to the floor, obvious even from behind the hands you are covering yourself with. Everyone staring at the inexplicable naked student at the front of the room with the throbbing wet erection peaking up over his hand.

Your heart starts beating faster and you are wheezing to catch your breath. Your chest and shoulders are spreading as your breath gets faster and harder, like you were running a marathon. The room is silent except for Ms Orwin scribbling notes on the clipboard, and of your **** labored breath. Your legs grow weak and you fall backwards, catching yourself against the wall with your hands. The class gasps as you are now fully exposed and flinging precum all over the place from your wildly throbbing penis. You are only barely able to prop yourself up against the wall as your body is slippery wet from sweat and precum.

You waited for some sort of explanation to the class of why you are standing there naked, but it seems like an eternity without one, your face grows increasingly concerned as you continue to gasp for breath. Inside your head, your heartbeat was deafening and you worry the rest of the room could hear it as well. You start moaning uncontrollably and try not to make eye contact with the crowd of faces all staring your way... All the while, Ms Orwin continues to silently take attendance and the class stares at you, squirming against the wall on the verge of orgasm.

You feel everyone's gaze, as if they were tickling every inch of your skin. You just want to scream from the discomfort of your situation, but you are instead crying out in pleasure, as you gyrate sweaty against the wall, pouring a river of precum across the front of the classroom. You clearly hear every one of your teacher's pencil strokes, as if each lasted an hour.

Your body is shaking and your penis stabs the air **** from a release of this ****. You close your eyes, unable to bear the silent stares from the entire room, and your hips start slowly thrusting forward and back, over and over, just hoping to come into contact with anyone or anything. But you are isolated, throbbing alone in lust that has transformed to pain.

Ms Orwin breaks the silence, looking up from her clipboard and addressing the students. "Welcome class! I've got a special treat for everyone Today" she says, as you continue so slide down the wall, only half holding your weight, dripping with sweat, and moaning loudly.

"This is John Doe." she says as she grabs your arm and pulls you off of the wall, as you struggle to stand. "Many of you already know him. He volunteered to pose in the nude for us Today." She then grabs you by the waist and puts an arm over her shoulder to help you up, slapping you on the butt playfully as she does.

You want to yell out "No, I never volunteered for any part of this Today!" but you are lost in your lust, and have diminishing authority over the actions of your body now.

Hannah raises her hand and interrupts "I'll volunteer to shoot with John!"

"I appreciate the enthusiasm Hannah, but with such a big group, I think we're all going to have to share John's body." She says in response. The crowd murmurs in enthusiastic approval of the photography subject.

"Given the weather outside and our recent focus, Today's location will be..."