The Check-Up

Stefan looked around the well-filled school bus. His thoughts revolved around the question of whether there was anyone on the bus who had watched him masturbate the previous night.

After all, he already knew the first unplanned bystander, his stairwell neighbour Lars, whom he met almost every morning and who had just brought up the subject very openly. It was a strange feeling that he had had to make his private pleasure so public, but Stefan's cock was getting harder and harder and stretched neatly in his jeans.

But how was Stefan supposed to recognise a secret viewer anyway, if he didn't bring it up as openly as Lars did? Was someone just looking at him in a conspicuous way? And would that be proof that he had been watching on Saturday night? Or was it because of the growing tent in Stefan's trousers if someone was looking in Stefan's direction? Should he hide his tent?

In the past, Stefan had always put his school bag on his lap when he had an unwanted erection on the bus, because he was very embarrassed. Why didn't he do that today? He was still embarrassed to get a boner in the middle of the school bus. But somehow the fear that others would discover it and look at it was also stimulating. Stefan was amazed at himself that this time he didn't hide his erection under his school bag, but let things take their course.

Wasn't it perverse to let others see your erect penis? Until a few days ago, Stefan would not have hesitated for a second to answer this question with a resounding 'yes'. What was suddenly wrong with him? On the other hand, it wasn't like he was showing his stiffened member on purpose. He was just trying a little less hard to hide this actually quite natural bodily reaction. Stefan could live with this explanation quite well for the moment.

In fact, Stefan also noticed a few glances that eyed his crotch and a certain amount of giggling and whispering was also audible if one paid attention, but Stefan just let it happen and his member got a little harder from the thought that others were looking at it at that very moment during the bus ride.

The bus driver must not have been in much of a hurry that day, anyway Stefan arrived at school quite late, but still on time. At least he was spared being at the mercy of the entire student body while waiting in front of the school building. Stefan was able to set off for his maths class straight away.

On the way, he met a few students who were also on their way to their classrooms. Stefan felt very insecure. Were they looking at him differently today than usual? Were they looking at him at all? And if they did look at him, was it because his penis was still greatly enlarged and probably showing in his trousers, or had they actually seen Stefan masturbate at the weekend?

The constant thoughts about his unknown spectators caused a persistent state of arousal in Stefan's pants. And the closer he got to the classroom, the more excited he became, because there were certainly spectators here from the weekend, Stefan knew that for sure.

Through the door, Stefan could already hear many voices laughing. The mood was obviously extremely good for a Monday and Stefan could guess why. He took a deep breath and opened the door. His heart pounded as he entered the room.

For a short time, the room became silent. Some stared at him, others looked away inconspicuously. There was now no doubt that Stefan had been laughed at. Some classmates grinned broadly and obviously knowing, others were still trying to suppress their laughter, but soon it became loud in the room again.

"Was your weekend satisfying?" asked Bruce hypocritically, starting to laugh.

"We saw that with our own eyes!" added Ryan, while Stefan went to his seat.

On the way, Stefan saw Marcel grinning contentedly. Obviously the show he had commissioned and the subsequent humiliation that had just developed from it had fully met his expectations. To heat up the discussion a little more, he asked: "Have you already jerked off this morning or are you horny again?"

Before Stefan could answer, Ryan shouted: "He's horny and has a hard-on again, you can see it clearly in his trousers!

"That doesn't answer the question," Bruce followed up, "maybe he's so horny that he's got a hard-on again, even though he already jerked off this morning!"

"And I'm sure he's still got the blind open," Ryan exclaimed.

"No, I did it in the shower," Stefan tried to rebut Ryan's innuendo, realising too late what an own goal that was.

"Did you hear, he did it again this morning," Oliver commented.

"And still has a hard-on, if that's not needy," Ryan added. For the next few moments, Stefan earned resounding, mocking laughter.

Stefan noticed how Jonas, although he was completely silent, was intensely watching the contour of the aroused penis in Stefan's trousers with his eyes. Inwardly, Stefan had to smile a little himself at how dirty Jonas really was, despite his quiet manner. Stefan indulged him in the fun and stood next to the table so that Jonas had a first-class view of the object of his desire.

"Did you actually see how he licked up his cum afterwards? Well, I thought that was totally disgusting," Christopher, whom Stefan had not suspected of being in Marcel's clique until now, surprisingly exclaimed, but at least it was clear that he had seen the show at the window.

"Yeah, totally gay," Bruce took the opportunity to humiliate Stefan even further.

"At least his mum won't have to do so much laundry," laughed Ryan.

In the meantime, Stefan had finished his little, secret private show for Jonas and sat down in his seat, but that didn't end the discussion at all. Marcel, Bruce and Ryan were already making sure that there could be no other topic of conversation for now than Stefan's masturbation.

"My goodness, you do it to yourselves too," Stefan tried to tone the subject down a bit.

"But I don't let people watch me do it," Oliver promptly countered.

"You've never seen my cock, I've watched you cum and eat your own cum. That's a huge difference, you loser," Bruce triumphed.

"Exactly, he jerked off as if he hadn't cum in three days, even if it was probably only three hours, as horny as he is. And he did it without consideration, even in front of the chicks," Thomas noted.

"We survived it and can take care of ourselves," Kathrin, the first girl, spoke up, "we don't need you men to tell us what we can watch. And by the way, I found it really disappointing that he just fell asleep as soon as he had cum. Typical man, complete loss of control as long as he has pressure in his balls, and then immediately dead pants and falls asleep in his own filth. Ugh!"

Stefan desperately searched for words to defend himself, but he couldn't compete with Kathrin's sharp tongue, he knew that. But chance meant well, because Stefan's main tormentor Bruce, of all people, came to his rescue - albeit most involuntarily.

"Hey, Kathrin, forget that stupid loser. You can have me, Mr. Superlover himself," Bruce boasted and to top it all off, sensing a favourable moment, tried to put his arm around Kathrin.

Such a clumsy approach was, of course, a mortal sin. Kathrin unceremoniously grabbed Bruce's arm, twisted it with a skilful grip from her self-defence training and pressed Bruce's head onto Stefan's tabletop.

"Oh, Bruce, darling," Kathrin fluted sweetly ironically, "I know several women who fell for you once. You're inches short of being 'Mr. Superlover'."

Once again the class burst out laughing. Stefan enjoyed the sight of Bruce's face turning deep red. How quickly the tables could turn. Bruce snorted and tried desperately to wriggle out of Kathrin's hold.

"Let go, it hurts," Bruce whimpered.

"That's what it's supposed to do. Say you have a small penis and promise you'll never touch a woman again without asking permission first!" demanded Kathrin.

"Fuck you, you fucking bitch!", Bruce squeezed out.

Kathrin tightened her grip and Stefan saw Bruce struggling with tears. If he hadn't always been so mean to Stefan, Stefan would almost have felt sorry for him, because you could now see him suffering after all.

"OK," Bruce whimpered, "I have... a... small penis."

Peals of laughter filled the room.

"So what?" demanded Kathrin.

"I promise never to touch a woman again without asking permission first," Bruce shouted, his face contorted in pain.

"There you go," Kathrin stated with satisfaction and let go of Bruce.

With his face still contorted in pain, Bruce rubbed his shoulder, "If all women were like you, mankind would already be extinct."

"If you were the last man, it would also become extinct," Kathrin countered.

"Then if you could please move the discussion about the continued existence of humanity to the civics lesson, because we now have maths," suddenly sounded from the lectern. Maths teacher Schulze had entered the room unnoticed. Stefan wondered how much he had heard of the discussion.

During the maths lesson, Stefan had to look over at Bruce several times and enjoy his ears, which were still glowing bright red. And even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Stefan couldn't hide a certain schadenfreude at the information that Bruce was probably not so well endowed.

Stefan had almost suppressed his own embarrassment in view of the humiliation of the loud-mouthed Bruce, although the experience before class had already been very intense.

Stefan was somewhat uncomfortable that class clown Ryan immediately revived the embarrassing topic with great zeal at the beginning of the big break.

"And Stefan, are you horny again? Do you have a hard-on again?", Ryan asked expectantly as soon as the teacher had left the room.

"No, Ryan, I don't have a hard-on at the moment and I'm not horny either," Stefan replied calmly and matter-of-factly, hoping to end the subject quickly.

"Well, I think your trousers are quite tight," Ryan continued.

"Not true at all," Stefan objected, squinting at Marcel, who was obviously not interested in Ryan's action.

"Then prove it. I'll say you have a hard-on," Ryan demanded.

"I don't have a hard-on," Stefan repeated.

"You can tell us a lot. So get your dick out already!" demanded Ryan.

"You're crazy! I'm not going to take my dick out in front of everyone in the middle of the classroom," Stefan said in shock.

"Then take it out in the bathroom," Ryan persisted.

Stefan looked again in the direction of Marcel's place, but he had already disappeared from the classroom. Had he put Ryan up to this? Was this one of the "little mishaps" that their agreement had originally been about?

"Whatever," Stefan admitted. Unfortunately, he also noticed how the thought of exposing himself to Ryan was already causing a good deal of blood to rush to his penis. He would have to hurry to be able to present himself limp to Ryan. But Ryan was not necessarily in an excessive hurry.

"I thought it was cool how you played with your balls, it was really funny to watch you do it," Ryan told him frankly what he had seen at Stefan's show at the window.

"Ah, yes," Stefan replied curtly. He definitely didn't want to imagine the scene of Ryan watching him at the window, otherwise it would definitely be over with his flaccid member.

"And you must have had a lot of pressure on your balls, we were really amazed at the fountain of cum you sprayed out at the window. Honestly, you could see it really well because the light from the reading lamp shone on the spurting jizz, it was several really strong spurts, it was unbelievable how high and far it sprayed," Ryan continued enthusiastically.

"Ryan, you'd think you'd never cum yourself," Stefan said, emphatically annoyed. By this time, however, Ryan had long since won the game, because Stefan's member had completely stiffened in the meantime.

When they reached the large toilet facility in the playground, which was crowded at the beginning of the break, Stefan walked past the urinals and looked for a free cubicle.

But Ryan simply stopped at the urinals and called out to Stefan: "Where are you going?"

"Well, I'm looking for a cubicle," Stefan answered truthfully.

"I'm not going into a cubicle with you, people will think I'm gay in the end. Come on now, over here and drop your pants, now is the moment of truth," Ryan demanded.

Stefan thought for a moment that he had misheard. But Ryan's gestures were clear. For a moment Stefan thought about talking things out with Ryan, but already he had more attention than he would have liked. Ryan's advance notice had naturally aroused the curiosity of some. It therefore seemed more sensible to Stefan not to discuss it further.

Nevertheless, the action felt richly strange as he now stood in front of the row of urinals in front of Ryan and was eyed curiously by several other students, which made Stefan's member harden once more.

"So, what is it? Push your pants down and show me your dick!", Ryan commanded.

Indeed, Stefan's hands trembled slightly as he opened his trousers and pushed them down to his knees along with his pants. But his stiff member, which immediately shot upwards when it was no longer held in place by his trousers, gave a completely different impression. Moreover, due to his short foreskin, almost half of Stefan's glans was already exposed.

While silly giggles and peals of laughter broke out around the two of them, Ryan propped his chin on his hand and looked sceptical: "Didn't you say it was limp and you weren't horny at all?"

"When I said it, it was true," Stefan confirmed eagerly, adding to the laughter.

"So you mean that would have happened only on the way here," Ryan asked with a probing look.

"Yes, exactly," Stefan confirmed.

"Why don't you pull your foreskin all the way back again so that we can assess the situation for sure," Ryan demanded.

Of course Stefan knew it was a silly game, but having his foreskin pulled back in front of Ryan and the other curious people also felt incredibly arousing.

"Your glans looks very bulging," Ryan noted, looking at Stefan from all sides, "I'd say you have a hard-on, even a very hard one."

"Yes, I have a hard-on," Stefan sighed to resounding laughter from the audience.

"See, it's a good thing we checked or you would have gotten away with your lie, Boner-Stefan. You do realise that I have to report this to the others," Ryan riumphed.

"If you say so," Stefan said meekly. Again he was called by his unloved, but obviously very accurate, nickname. Unintentionally, his stiff penis twitched again, which made Ryan grin even wider.

"Yes, that's what I mean. And because you lied earlier, it will be necessary for us to carry out these erection checks on you more often, hard-on Stefan. I'm sure you realise that too," Ryan took full advantage of the embarrassing situation.

"Just as you think," Stefan surrendered.

"I'm very glad you're so sensible and see it the same way I do. Then I'll go out now and tell the schoolyard that you have a hard-on," Ryan announced and was gone through the door the next moment.

Stefan stood exposed among the other laughing students for a few seconds until he realised his situation, pulled his trousers back up and also left the toilet. Outside in the schoolyard, his nickname Boner-Stefan, which Ryan had just rekindled, was already ringing out at him.

After Stefan's nickname had been extensively revived during the first break and Marcel and his clique had had a good time, it was foreseeable that Ryan would also call for erection control during the second big break.

This time, Stefan had immediately dropped his trousers in front of the urinals so as not to attract unnecessary attention, but Ryan took all the more time to look at them and the attention of the other toilet visitors came naturally.

On top of that, Bruce had come along this time to enjoy Stefan's exposure all the more after his humiliation in the morning. Bruce's looks were particularly unpleasant for Stefan on the one hand, but it also excited him on the other.

"Do you like having a hard-on?" asked Ryan finally.

"Well, it doesn't necessarily feel bad," Stefan tried to formulate the truth without unnecessarily embarrassing enthusiasm.

"In that case, why don't you jerk off a bit and it'll stay hard even longer, Boner- Stefan," Ryan suggested with a grin.

"Here?" asked Stefan, horrified.

"Yeah sure, or would you rather go outside to the playground?" asked Ryan cynically.

"No, of course not, I just thought..." stammered Stefan.

"Don't think, jerk off, come on, try it, you'll see it's good for you," Ryan spoke to Stefan almost imploringly.

Stefan didn't understand it himself, but his hand moved as if automatically to his already aroused member and stimulated it further.

"Wow, he is really doing it!" exclaimed Bruce with a mixture of amazement and enthusiasm.

"Sure, he likes that," commented Ryan.

In fact, Stefan had to admit to himself that it felt good. Of course, masturbating always felt good, but the many spectators made it feel very special.

"Is that pre-cum, Stefan?" asked Ryan suddenly.

"Yes," Stefan moaned involuntarily.

"Then stop it now and put it in your left trouser leg so that you can see it well in the schoolyard, boner Stefan," Ryan ordered.

"But...", Stefan wanted to protest, who had just become really horny from masturbating.

"Pull up your trousers and put your cock in your left trouser leg, didn't you hear?", Bruce now repeated Ryan's order to Stefan.

Somewhat reluctantly, Stefan tried to follow the instruction, but then had to concede: "That won't work with the left trouser leg, it's just too hard."

"Nonsense, you just have to make a real effort," Ryan showed himself unmoved.

Finally, with some effort, Stefan managed to push his stiff member into his left trouser leg, where it showed very clearly, as Ryan had planned.

"See, there you go," praised Ryan, "and now out into the schoolyard horny hard-on Stefan, while he's still so nice and hard."

"I can hardly walk like this," whined Stefan.

"All the more awesome," laughed Ryan.

As they walked around the schoolyard, Stefan caused some laughter with his small steps, the cause of which everyone could quickly see was the strong erection in his left trouser leg. Of course, he also got to hear his nickname "Boner-Stefan" at length.

Bruce in particular was now visibly better after his own humiliation, while he enjoyed Stefan's embarrassing performance. And Stefan's penis remained rock hard until well into the next lesson.

To Stefan's relief, this eventful school day also came to an end. In between, Marcel had slipped him the 100 euros, the reward for his deeds and the real reason why Stefan had taken on this embarrassment, as he kept telling himself to justify it.

Stefan had also briefly tried to address Marcel about the two "checks" by Ryan, but he was short-tempered and simply left Stefan with his thoughts.

Especially with regard to the payments by Marcel, Stefan felt a little unsettled. Secretly, he had to admit that these demonstrations excited him very much and felt good. But he could not and would not admit that to himself. So Stefan kept telling himself that he had only done it for the money.

After all, on his feet he wore the Nikes he could only dream of in the past, in his pocket was a priceless smartphone and in his wallet Stefan had the for him almost unimaginable sum of 200 euros in cash, because he had not yet had the chance to spend any of the money he had earned. But why he carried this fortune around with him all the time instead of hiding it safely at home was completely unclear to him. Somehow it felt so good to have a wad of banknotes in his wallet for once.

At home, Stefan had to satisfy himself first, the experiences of the day were a firework of stimuli in his head. And Stefan had enough time, his mother was once again late from work.

After Stefan had cum copiously and dozed briefly, he set about his homework. With a clear head, Stefan was a little annoyed that he had forgotten to mention tomorrow's sports lessons to Marcel because of Ryan's silly games. Without further ado, Stefan wrote a short WhatsApp to Marcel and asked: "Tomorrow again like last week?". But Marcel neither read nor answered the WhatsApp.

Stefan waited, because he didn't know how to act the next day. So he gathered all his courage and simply called Marcel.

It rang for a long time until Stefan finally heard Marcel's annoyed voice: "Ey, why are you bugging me so much?".

"You didn't say anything about Ryan's action today? Did you send him to control me?" asked Stefan in a shy, almost trembling voice. Addressing him straight away about Tuesday's school sports didn't seem good to him. First he wanted to conciliate Marcel, who had taken such a harsh tone on the phone.

"I don't care what Ryan does with you or what he controls. It was your business to play along, so don't bother me about it now!" was the only thing Marcel said before hanging up.

Now it was clear that Stefan was on his own. He could not expect help from Marcel. And he also had to make a decision for the PE class the next day on his own.

Stefan was sure that if he chickened out again this time in the shower, everyone would say he was just afraid of getting a hard-on. And the second time, naked showers and erections would certainly be less spectacular than the first time, so Stefan could easily withstand a few comments. And secretly he found the interest in his erect member and the secret admiration of some classmates quite pleasant.

After a long struggle with his conscience, followed by a horny nighttime sex dream in which Stefan also walked around naked and aroused in the shower room, it seemed natural the next morning to pack towel and shower gel in the gym bag again. Even without consultation, it seemed quite clear to Stefan that he was acting in Marcel's sense. And he would rather not back down from Ryan either. Not that Marcel would interpret a refusal of Ryan's checks to Stefan's disadvantage in the end.

As he did almost every morning, Stefan met Lars in the stairwell. Lars immediately asked with palpable curiosity: "So, how was your day at school yesterday?"

"Um, yeah, pretty intense, but thanks for the heads up, helped a wee bit," Stefan replied amiably, without revealing the whole truth.

"Have there been many comments about your cock?", Lars became curious.

"Well, there's been a lot of talk about it," Stefan admitted.

"You've got a really hot cock. Much too good to hide," Lars continued.

"It seems to have left a lasting impression on you," Stefan noted.

"Oh yes," Lars enthused, "and that huge fountain of semen when you squirted, that was really worth watching."

"Thanks, you make it sound like a real compliment," Stefan expressed unexpected delight.

"Of course it's a compliment," Lars pointed out.

"Some people at school make the same words sound rather cynical and mocking," Stefan explained.

"I mean it sincerely," Lars confirmed again.

"Thank you," Stefan said happily before they parted ways.

During the subsequent bus ride, Stefan got an erection again, without being able to say exactly why. And again, contrary to earlier habits, he didn't use his school bag to hide his erection from view, but remained seated with his legs slightly apart and took a chance that someone might discover his erection.

Although no one mentioned it aloud, Stefan had the distinct feeling that several boys on the bus were looking at his crotch and grinning, which made his member even harder.

Arriving at the school grounds, it wasn't long before Stefan heard his nickname and giggles behind him again. Even though he wasn't directly asked about his weekend at first, Stefan could tell from looks, comments and giggles that word of his misadventure was spreading around the school.

Certainly, Ryan's deliberately very openly staged erection checks in front of the urinals of the break yard toilet also contributed to the schoolyard reactions of the other students towards Stefan. On this day, too, Ryan insisted on erection checks during both major breaks, so that Stefan had two opportunities to show off his erect member even before PE class.

What was remarkable to Stefan was how Ryan managed to talk him so horny on the way to the toilet that he was sure to have a hard-on each time he was checked for erection.

The first check of the day was similar to the last one the day before. Stefan, who was now only called " Boner-Stefan" by more and more people, found it a bit strange that Marcel had again not taken part in the check. This time, however, Oliver and Tobias were there as well as Ryan.

Again Stefan had to wank his already stiff member even more until it became wet at the tip. For a change, this time he was supposed to put the strongly aroused member in his right trouser leg, which didn't cause him any problems at first, just like the day before in his left trouser leg.

"Why don't you let him pull the dick through the leg of the pants, then it will show up even better in the trouser leg, the less material the better," Oliver suggested with a sardonic grin.

"Hey, I can't believe I didn't think of that myself," laughed Ryan enthusiastically, "so Stefan, you heard him, go ahead."

Somewhat annoyed, Stefan pulled his hard member, from which the pre-cum was dripping, through the leg attachment of his pants, finally pushing the aroused sexual organ into the leg of his heavily worn jeans trousers without the added protection of the pants.

"Pull the balls out of the pants too!" demanded Ryan.

Sighing, Stefan obeyed. It felt very strange and uncomfortable to have his aroused sexual organs in his trousers like that.

"Yeah, that looks totally embarrassing," Oliver cheered.

"Then let's go out to the schoolyard so that everyone can watch our hard-on Stefan, the horniest permanent slut of all time," Ryan ordered.

The tour of the schoolyard brought Stefan a lot of laughter again, because as Oliver had predicted, the outline of Stefan's erect penis was even more clearly visible in his trouser leg than the day before.

Of course, the erection also hindered Stefan's walking again and, to make matters worse, a wet spot formed over time because the extra layer of fabric in the pants was missing to soak up pre-juice.

In the second break, Stefan was then supposed to try to pee with a fully stiffened member and tightly retracted foreskin, which of course he didn't succeed in doing, so Stefan just stood at the urinal for minutes and inevitably presented his stiff member himself by tightly holding back the foreskin. And all this with his scuffed jeans pushed down to his knees and thus also bare bottom. Stefan felt so stupid about it. And again he hoped in vain for Marcel's attention or approval.

Finally, Stefan had to pull his genitals completely through the leg opening of his pants again and push them into the trouser leg, as he had done in the previous break, only that Ryan chose the left leg again for a change. Due to the longer presentation at the urinal, the demonstration in the playground was shorter, but no less embarrassing for Stefan.