Yes, and more!

The moment the last word of your offer leaves your lips, your ears are deafened by the explosion of high-pitched, excited squeals of the entire cheerleading squad. Like a wave, they converge on you. You close your eyes, unable to bear looking at them, and become acutely aware of the cold tiled floor beneath your bare feet.

You feel hands lightly touching your back, your arms, even your ass. One of them lightly blows hot breath in your ear and huskily whispers "You are so sexy, I want you," then kisses you on the cheek. Your entire body stiffens and you stand on tip-toes against the locker, trying to endure this humiliation and stimulation.

Voices fill your ears as the hands continue to feel up your chest, your shoulders, your neck. "I can't believe you're naked!" "He's so hot!" "His cock is huge!" "He's such a brave guy!" "Are you new? I haven't seen you before!" "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Most guys would be bawling right now! He's got serious balls!"

The girls are crowding you so much you can barely move. Hands are all over you. Some are soft and gently petting your butt and inside your thighs. Others are grabbing hard, giving your testicles a testing squeeze or your chest a rough pinch. All the attention is getting to you. You don't feel like you're in school anymore. You feel more like a rock star with all your adoring fans pulling at you as you leave a concert. The hands, the girls blowing on your skin and in your ears... The effect it has on your hard dick is immense. Your cock is as hard as it's ever been!

You're a bit dazed from all that's happening, to the point the hallway feels like it's spinning around you. It's almost like you're floating just over your body, watching your bare nudity as the cheerleaders paw and rub at your naked flesh. You wonder if the girls are in heat or something. You're panting in excitement from the cheers, squeals, and hands feeling and grabbing everything. Their soft hands work over your already stiff cock and it doesn't take long before you're shooting your load all over the girls in front of you. But instead of sounds of disgust like you assume, the girls all cheer!

"He came, he came!" the girls squeal, along with claps and whistles.

The **** of your ejaculation is mind-blowing, to the point you see white even though your eyes are closed! You're naked, in public, and you just came like some premature pubescent boy without wanting to! You had no control over it! You only idly realize that you've shot three times and feel cool air as the girls leave your naked body. You open your eyes, lightheaded and seeing stars.

Clacking of shoes tells you the cheerleaders are all fleeing. When your vision finally clears, you see Ashley standing on the other side of the hall from you, arms crossed, leaning against the lockers, a small smile across her lips. Her black and white Converse sneakers have black socks up to mid-shin, visible leg between them and the black yoga shorts she's wearing with black boyshorts waistband visible above on one side. The black and blue-gray flannel shirt she's wearing is too big for her 5'4" yet toned frame, the sleeves covering her hands so only half her fingers stick out with their dirty and short fingernails. It's left unbuttoned, the gray and threadbare tank top under it showing a distinct lack of a bra to cover her A-cup breasts. A black beanie completes the look, her dyed-green locks sticking out from under it and hanging in waves down to her jawline. You know she's got some lean muscle from all her skateboarding and her wiry strength can easily put you in a world of hurt, especially with your sensitive balls open to her vicegrip or foot.

"Having fun?" a voice asks... but it's not Ashley.