Yes.

Biting your lip you brace yourself as you move both hands away from your crotch and to the side. With nothing to hold it in place your penis, still hard as a rock, fell with a slight bounce before landing at eye level of Michele.

For a moment Michele just stared at your boner, but soon she looked at you dead in the eyes with an expression that was a mixture of disappointment and anger. All you could muster to do is give a small smile in return, as a last effort of showing you're sorry because you dare not open your mouth to say anything to her right now.

"So John..." Michele said after a few seconds of silence between the group. "I think it's very obvious to everyone in the room at this point that you're either getting off to being seen nude by me or just by other people in general..."

"There's nothing I can say to convince you otherwise?" You ask sheepishly.

"So long as your little friend here keeps acting like a drawbridge to your groin, it's going to be a bit hard for me to believe anything you say about not enjoying this." Michele said keeping her expression stern, killing all hopes that you had.

"But that's ok." Michele quickly added on catching your attention.

"What? What do you mean that's ok?"

"Well unlike you I'm going to be very open and honest with everyone here and just say it..."

"You're very easy on the eyes John. It also doesn't hurt that you're a close friend of mine, someone that I talk to everyday, because I'd be lying if I said I've never been curious about what you're hiding underneath your pants."

"Uhh..." Was all you could manage to get out. Did your best friend just admit that she's fantasized about seeing you naked? You're not quite sure how to respond, you look down to address Michele but notice she isn't even looking up at you anymore. Her gaze has drifted far south down to your groin, or the organ attached to your groin would be more accurate.

"So I just wanted to let you know John since you want to be seen so badly, I'm not even going to try and be discreet about it anymore. If I want to look at your dick, or your ass, or any part of your body that you've put on display for me I'm going to, and trust me I'm going to. "

You're not even sure how to respond to that. First of all Michele never looked up at your face while talking, the entire time she was talking into your penis — occasionally moving her head from side to side, taking mental photos from different angles. You really wanted to cover up, but somehow you felt like you'd be the bad guy for doing that. Almost like walking in front of a television show someone was intimately watching.

"Oh thank god you said something Michele!" Ashe spoke up pulling your attention to her. Just like Michele her eyes where now glued to the southern region of your body.

"I was getting real sick of pretending to be polite and only looking at it with quick glances. I want to get to know this cock so well I'll be able to see it through John's pants tomorrow."

"Excuse me?!" You say slightly offended at the total bluntness of Ashe's statement. You turn to face her to get a response but of course in doing so you end up basically presenting your dick to her as it stopped right in front of her face.

"Jeez you two need to learn to care less." Gabby interjected before Ashe could respond. "I've been blatantly staring at his penis so long I could probably guess how long it is down to the centimeter."

"You have?!" You say as you recklessly swing to face Gabby, just barley avoiding another Michele incident as your dick landed an inch away from her nose. Shame suddenly washed over your rage as you remember that you're still naked and erect; plus the last thing you wanted was to hit your middle school bullies' face with your cock so you took a step back.

"Yeah I have, maybe if you payed less attention to humiliating yourself in front of your friend you would've noticed I'm sitting right next to her." Gabby responded, much to your surprise actually looking up at your eyes. "Now if you don't mind John I'm more of an ass girl, so if you could just turn around for a bit."

"I'm not—"

You where interrupted as the door to the room suddenly flew open as Chloe returned with a couple of bags in hand. "I'm back, and I've got everything we need to get started on the project!"