When Summer comes grown-ups have their holidays to look forward to. What do the young have? EXAMS! As if being stuck at school wasn't bad enough already. Fortunately the education authorities have, for generations, skilfully planned for the year of hard work to culminate at exactly the same time. A time when the young are compulsively obsessed with only one thing. And it ain't cramming.

The boys and girls of class H5 have been given the infant's school assembly hall in which to sit their exam.

Robin is carefully stapling some worksheets together, at the last minute, to help the teachers.

At least this task takes his mind off the impending exam, and the awful year he's endured so far.

The young boy is startled by a hand lunging towards him and gripping him tightly around the throat.

"Hand over your dinner money!" orders James. Everyone knows James. For months he and his gang have been terrorizing the school.

No one will stand up to him now he and his gangmembers have grown into muscular adults. Least of all Robin.

It's not the first time James has bullied Robin, but this time Robin is prepared to stand up to him. He's lain awake at night rehearsing it. Belt the bastard in the face while the whole school applauds.

Now he's face to face with his nemesis his courage quickly drains away. Robin looks to the floor shaking his head.

James smiles to himself at the pitiful sight. "Someone's been filling his head with ideas." remarks Buttman, James's henchman.

“You'll find it better for you if you do as we say. Always." he adds chillingly.

"Yeah Wolfheart's pet." spits James, and then snatching some sheets out of Robin's hand

"What's this? The exam!"

"No!" pleads Robin "I have to make copies for Miss Wolfheart" Robin daren't be in trouble with her as well as James.

"Shut it, tosser!" shouts the little jerk Dirtbox.

James takes his time to casually look over the papers but quickly loses interest.

"You see, teachers don't rule this school. I do."

“Call it an administration charge." advises Buttman.

Overwhelmed by the maliciousness of the boys, Robin's spirit is crushed. What's a bit of dinner money in exchange for an easier life?

With his hand in his pocket he digs out all the money he has on him.

He offers it to James but another hand darts out to take it.

"I'm his accountant." points out Buttman.

He looks into his hand and quickly tots up the total.

"Is this all you have?" he exclaims

Robin nods, hoping now they'll leave him be.

"£2.32!" Buttman is disgusted.

"No wonder he's so skinny." grunts Cumshot

"I don't believe you." smirks James, "Take your clothes off...

for a strip search." Robin's blood runs cold.

“Take off EVERYTHING" confirms Buttman.

Robin doesn't have a second to consider the order as Cumshot,

holding him firmly, marches him where everyone can see.

Robin has no way out of this other than to follow orders,

hoping to get this over and done with before many people notice.

With the impending exam pushed from his mind Robin bashfully begins to disrobe.

Who knows, maybe they'll let him keep his pants on.

Just as Robin feared, it isn't long before some of the waiting pupils notice what is going on.

From behind him he swears he can hear the beginning of laughter as he kicks off his shoes.

His guts already churning from fear of the exam his heart races as his chest is exposed to all.

He holds his breath as his unfastened trousers fall to the floor, right there in the exam hall.

Pulling them from his feet he hears a guffaw of laughter prompted by his exposed underwear.

James grins to himself, enjoying the power to make a fellow student openly humiliate himself like this.

Cumshot yanks the trousers from Robin causing the laughter to increase.

Not only are the clothes coming off but he is rapidly losing possession of them.

Robin is unable to stop himself and finally pulls off his underwear. Buttman and Cumshot begin searching through his clothes.

If he wasn't so terrified Robin could break down and cry then and there.

Just as Robin is left stark naked Buttman tosses his shirt onto the floor like an old rag.

Robin stands totally nude in front of everyone desperately hoping that this whole incident will end as quickly as it's begun.

But the lads are too keen to embarrass him further and decide that a second check of his clothes is needed.

Robin can't believe his eyes as Buttman now checks through his trousers while Dirtbox and Cumshot take their sweet time over his shirt.

Robin does his best to save some dignity by covering his adolescent genitals from all the eyes on him.

Dirtbox and Cumshot taunt Robin by waving his clothes around infront of him as if they are checking them for hidden money.

As barely stifled laughter fills Robin's ears he can just stare at his clothes hoping that the gang has an ounce of pity in them.

Robin can just make out the sound of Kylie Griffiths giggling behind him.

"Oh no!" he thinks "That's Enya Marsh laughing with Tracy and Sheila!"

"If only Miss Wolfheart will come in and tell all of them off. All of them!" he hopes.

But it's too late as the boys finally throw the thoroughly checked clothes down onto the floor. "He's clean Boss" is all they say.

With a cacophony of laughter echoing around the room Robin stands petrified. With his clothes at his feet the prospect of a teacher finding him like this fills him with utter dread.

The exam day all the students were dreading has taken an unexpected upturn now that there's a naked boy on show - all except for poor Robin who has been bullied by the notorious gang of boys into handing over his money and clothes. Trembling naked in the middle of the exam room he prays for someone to come help him. But all he can see are the smiling faces, dissecting his exposed body with their eyes and crowding around closer and closer.

Sheila's high-pitched laugh rings throughout the room and into the hall drawing other students in as she stares at his little twitching buttocks.

The bullies are encouraged by the response from the other students making them want to jeer and make fun of Robin more.

Robin clutches his young penis and balls, backing away and trying to turn around but he's completely exposed on all sides.

He's rehearsed what he'd say to these bullies if they picked on him again a million times, but now that he's here confronted by them he can't think of anything other than his nudity!

"What are you doing boy!" James says in a croaky Miss Wolfheart voice, mocking their teacher.

The imitation increases all the other students' laughter making them feel more daring in blatantly looking him up and down.

Robin suddenly feels incredibly self conscious, seeing himself as the class geek naked and looking ridiculous in front of everyone. It's unbearable!

"Can't you even stick up for yourself?" Dirtbox sneers at him.

Robin stares at the stony, impassive face of James thinking how he'd give anything to make him feel the same embarrassment he is now, but knows he isn't strong enough to do so.

Katey strides up to the group looking for James and discovers this naked kid she thinks she remembers passing in the halls a couple times.

James sucks in his breath, nervous at the site of Katey and what she'll say to him in front of everyone else.

Robin has been in love with Katey ever since they were very young and started school. She's never really noticed him, but she's noticing him now!

He can't believe that only now in the most intensely humiliating moment of his life, this beautiful girl is really looking at him for the first time!

James resentfully watches Katey's flirtatious dance around the naked boy.

Katey circles around him eyeing his naked body up and down like she's window shopping.

She bursts out laughing at the pathetic sight. So much scrawnier and less developed than the older, sportier men she goes for.

She walks away giggling, making Robin feel like the lowest thing on the planet.

Katey glances back at James giving him a meaningful look.

"Okay lads. Leave him for today," James declares.

No one would dare contradict him. He tosses the exam sheets back at the naked teacher's pet.

Robin's sense of duty momentarily overcomes his embarrassment about his nudity, causing him to desperately grab for the papers and release his cock and balls.

The pages flutter to the floor while the boys kick his clothes at him.

Robin reaches desperately, trying to save his clean shirt from their dirty shoes.

He miserably bends down to gather up his clothes and the paper feeling the tears well now that the terror of the gang's intimidation is over.

The boys push him on, nearly spitting at him, ordering him to get out.

The girls' laughter is refreshed seeing him bend down with his arse in the air and his dick hanging uselessly between his legs.

His eyes glazed over with tears, he looks angrily at the gang of lads.

"Don't you look at me like that, you little poof," Dirtbox sneers coming toward him.

Robin grabs at his clothes, desperate to escape before the guys suddenly decide to inflict any further humiliation upon him.

In a nightmarish way they keep falling from his arms when he's in such a hurry to get away, prolonging the pain of this experience.

Dirtbox raises his fist in the air like he's going to punch Robin, making the naked boy leap up and rush away. "Pitiful," Dirtbox shakes his head.

Robin is immediately confronted by girls bursting with laughter at the ludicrous sight him.

Nearly sliding onto the slick floor wearing only his cotton socks, Robin dashes to door.

The girls are delighted this naked boy has ran right into the middle of them.

Robin rushes away crying, knowing he's going to hear their laughter and see their eyes staring at him so penetratingly for the rest of his life!

David shakes his head at the sorry sight and turns back to his notes for the exam.

He needs badly to do good on this exam to bring up his average. Otherwise, no new car from his parents and his Summer will be ruined.

He quizzes himself, "Who led the anti-corn law league?"

David desperately searches his mind, but it's a jumble of facts and horny images.

Then suddenly from nowhere comes, "Richard Cobden and John Bright!"

He quickly checks the answer to make sure it's right.

"Yes!"

"What was the year of the Irish Potato famine?" he asks himself.

So many dates have been stuffed into his head from history lessons. What could it possibly matter knowing the exact year that it occurred? This is fucking ridiculous! When will he ever use this information other than in an exam or quiz show?

"1850... 1865... NO... 1845! Yes definitely 1845!"

His eyes scan down the page for confirmation.

"YES! Easy!"

James looks around quickly and then leans into Katey and her sweet pink lips.

He opens his mouth and slides his tongue into her mouth, so much more open and ready to receive him than his girlfriend Michelle's kisses.

This girl is so hot he could strip her down and fuck her on the floor of the exam room and not care about what anyone thinks.

She aggressively kisses him back making him incredibly horny.

His eager dick immediately springs up at the slightest sexual contact and strains against the inside of his trousers.

He slides his arms around her warm body and feels the soft curves of it.

Katey's tongue reaches back into his mouth, returning his kiss and making him dizzy with desire wanting to feel her sucking his cock.

It'll have to wait, even though this girl is obviously gagging for it. Michelle can't see this!

"Can’t talk for long. Michelle will be along any second," James whispers.

He looks around quickly, paranoid that she's going to see.

"James, I thought you’d finished with the old frump?" Katey pouts.

"Yeah, I have," he says dismissively.

He's eager to get to what he really wants, feeling his cock already leaking in his pants.

"Straight after this exam what do you say we go for a jump?"

"Ooh yeah. I can’t wait to take your big cock in my mouth."

"Good girl," James thinks taking her head in his hands ready to kiss her again.

He runs his hands over her breasts, remembering them bouncing above him while she straddled him as he fucked her last week in the woods.

He feels a sudden anger that he has to be cooped up here in the exam room.

Images of taking this girl having sweaty, raunchy sex in a bedroom fill his mind. Or in the back of a car... anywhere but in fucking school!

Miss Wolfheart storms into the room, her sharp merciless eyes casting about on all the boys and girls, “What on Earth do you think you are doing!”

They look up at their teacher in terror.

“May I remind you girls and boys that your History exam starts in...” she continues.

“Exactly 5 minutes!!!”

Everyone rolls their eyes and shuffles along to their seats.

Miss Wolfheart watches with satisfaction her class falling into order.

Her eyes catch a student, striding past her looking preoccupied.

Miss Wolfheart grips his arm firmly.

“Put your crib sheets away!”

David snickers in a confident, superior way, "I don’t need crib sheets."

“It’s all in here,” he taps his forehead.

“Unlike some people,” he laughs looking back at the girls.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Kylie aggressively confronts him in her sassy voice.

“I’m going to be top of the class and leave all you St Catherine’s rejects behind,” David makes himself clear.

“Bye bye thickos!” he sneers catching Tracey’s steely-eyed glare as he waves them away dismissively.

Still giggling to themselves about Robin's humiliating strip the boys and girls obey Miss Wolfheart and sit in their chairs. It's torture being trapped in their stuffy uniforms indoors when they can see so clearly the bright, sunny day outside just out of reach. The boys can't think of anything other than hot, dirty sex and the girls of St Catherine's have more than a little mischief on their own minds.

Anyone passing on the outside would think this is just a slightly run down school when in fact its a cauldron of steamy hormones just ready to explode.

After Miss Wolfheart orders everyone to sit down in readiness for the exam she goes to retrieve something from the staffroon and reminds the pupils that she'll be back shortly. Looking at the long list of questions, the boys are already impatient to get out of here.

James catches sight of Michelle rushing into the exam room and calls out to her.

"James!" Michelle brightens up and rushes over to him.

"Damn, she's sexy," James thinks. "Too bad she's such a fucking 'good' girl."

He slips over to her for a quick snog.

Michelle thinks she's so lucky to have found a nice guy like James. He's much more of a gentleman than the other St Dunstan's boys.

He sinks right into her luscious lips, not caring about what any of his classmates think.

Michelle loves it but tries to pull back. James is insistent and won't let her go.

"For Christ sakes Michelle. Let’s have sex," James whines. "I know you want to."

"No James," she says patiently. "Not until we’re married."

James gives her his best angry look, hoping to pressure her into giving in.

Michelle's mother has taught her how insistent boys will be. "I want to keep it special," she tries to reason with him.

She warmly throws her arms around him, but James isn't as readily responsive.

Katey can't believe James is wasting his time with such a frigid bitch.

James looks back and catches her eye. If he can't convince this one, he'll happily play around with Katey until Michelle comes around.

Michelle jealously pulls his head back around to her, desperate to keep his attention.

"After this let’s go look at engagement rings in the jewellers," she whispers.

"I’d love to but I..." James quickly tries to think of an excuse. "Um... I’ve got rugby practise with the lads!"

"I thought rugby was over for the Summer," Michelle says confused.

"Oh... er... got to keep in trim you know," he says running his hand through her hair affectionately.

Michelle isn't entirely convinced. She thinks she better keep an eye on him.

The girls can't concentrate on their exams. Tracey is just finishing off a text to her friend debating who has the biggest willy in the class.

David notices what she's doing. He can't stand all these dirty slags.

"No mobile phones allowed in the exam hall," he reminds them. "Miss Wolfheart says so."

Tracey can't believe he just said that! Who does he think he is?

"I know you’ve got a phone in your pencil case too!" Sheila defends her.

"Yeah, but I don’t need it to text answers around to my friends like all the stupid girls do," he taunts them.

Tracey and Sheila aren't in the mood for this shit today.

"Be careful you don’t accidentally write 'That Mr Owen, he’s so fit!' as one of the answers!"

"Dim-wits!" he laughs dismissively.

"That's it!" Tracey thinks fed up. "Fucking wanker!"

She looks to her friend, but Sheila already knows exactly what to do!

Sheila marches up behind him and grabs the back of his chair yanking it away from the desk.

Tracey grabs his arm and tries to drive him off the chair.

"Here, get off me," David desperately fights them off.

But the girls won't back down as he struggles to keep his balance on the chair.

Tracey grabs for his tie and tears at the knot.

The girls pull him off his chair while the other students burst out laughing and eagerly look on.

"Stop it. What are you doing?" David moans desperately trying to stay seated at his desk so he won't get in trouble.

"It’s a bit hot in here. I’m sure you’d like to be cool for the exam." Sheila says.

David tries to squirm away from their hands grabbing at him from all directions, but the enraged girls won't let up.

Tracey and Sheila are fed up with his arsehole comments!

They grit their teeth and yank furiously at his clothes.

"NO!!!" David cries desperately as he slips out of his chair.

Tracey yanks on his tie like its a leash.

David feels himself slipping out of the chair, losing control completely.

Looking at these girls angry faces he realizes with horror that this is no joke!

Tracey tosses his chair aside and comes at him with thunder in her eyes. David suddenly feels very sorry he took it so far.

Sheila laughs excitedly holding him in place.

"Please stop it," David pathetically cries.

The girls and guys eagerly look on, excited at the prospect of a fight.

David quickly tries to crawl under the desk but Sheila wrenches him back around.

Tracey seizes his sloppily tied tie and rips it off him.

David desperately tries to protect his shirt so they won't rip it.

But Tracey goes right for his trousers forcing them down his legs.

The class laughs wildly seeing them come down and cheers the girls on.

David is so shocked he doesn't even realize he's still uselessly clutching onto his pen.

Tracey grabs at his hairy legs while Sheila snatches at his shirt buttons.

"Stop it! Don't rip my clothes," David pleads.

The girls ignore his crying and try to rip his clothes off as fast as possible.

David is too shocked and scared to defend himself. This is like a nightmare!

Enya leans down excitedly trying to get a closer look.

Kylie wants to get in on the action too, but is afraid that Miss Wolfheart will walk back in at any moment.

David twists around uselessly trying to get away.

He fends off Tracey's hands trying to protect his pants while Sheila tears off his shirt completely.

"Miss Wolfheart!" he cries out in a panic but there's no answer except the laughter from the other students.

Unafraid, Tracey and Sheila snatch at his shirt making it rip at the seams.

The girls are whipped up into a frenzy now, egged on by the other students and determined to teach David a good lesson.

"Give it back," he cries with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hold his arms Sheila," Tracey says throwing his shirt away.

David squeals in terror as Tracey grabs at the waistband of his pants.

She yanks them up over his flailing legs.

Feeling his most private part exposed to the air and the laughter of his classmates, David reaches to cover them with all his might.

"Oh no you don't!" Kylie leaps out of her chair unable to stop herself.

She laughs grabbing his arms so he can't cover his adolescent genitals.

David's in a panic. Kylie looks over him with a big smile of satisfaction. He can't believe the girls are taking it this far!

He futilely tries to cover his dick and balls while kicking out against Tracey whose determined to rip the pants off him.

Tracey mercilessly pulls his little pants down his kicking legs.

David is shaking with fear, trying to cover his penis from their sight.

Sheila kneels over him triumphantly, laughing at the sight of his naked smooth chest and dark little bush of pubic hair.

He can feel his skin going pink in embarrassment and prickling with beads of sweat at his terror.

The girls hands grab out at him from all sides attacking his vulnerable flesh.

He can barely fight them, almost completely paralysed with horror at his exposure.

Tracey pulls his pants around his shoe and tosses them aside.

David helplessly watches her throw them away like a rag.

His trembling hand covers his penis trying to shield it from Tracey who hovers over him like a vengeful monster.

He rocks away from her over the cold floor, aware of all the other students above him.

Tracey grabs his legs and pulls them open so his dick and arse are on display.

“NO!!!” David screams in a girlish way that makes all the girls go into hysterics.

His hands feel tiny and unable to protect his dick and arse from his classmates’ ridicule.

He uses both hands to cover his dick, but they continue looking down on him like they can see his shrivelled little penis right through his hands.

“Please give me my clothes back,” he humbly pleads.

David stubbornly holds his hands in place even though he knows it’s useless with the girls tugging on his arms.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” Tracey informs him.

David tries to wriggle away from them, but the girls hold him in place.

They look at each other filled with an incredible sense of power kneeling over the terrified naked boy.

David can’t stand their mocking laughter and wonders desperately how he can get out of this. All he wants to do is finish his exam and be left alone!

The furious girls pull at David's clothes ripping them off. He needs to be taught a lesson so he'll know not to shoot his mouth off again. Feeling the most intense horror of his life, he watches the girls openly laugh at his exposed genitals before the entire classroom! With no sign of a teacher coming in to break up the fight, the girls have further forms of humiliation in store for the pig-headed boy.

Laughing so hard at David's nudity the girls can barely hold onto him.

Tracey gathers up his clothes, at this time the most valuable things in the world to him!

"Please give em back!" David snivels pathetically clutching his penis and balls.

"I've got to do the exam!!!" "You don't need your clothes to do the exam, do you?" Tracey questions him sternly.

Tracey passes his clothes to Kylie saying, "Take care of them."

Kylie knows exactly what to do and goes running with them while David watches with horror.

She dashes for the window giggling hysterically.

Like in a nightmare, he watches as she does the worst thing possible!

She reaches up and holds his clothes over the open window.

David feels his stomach turn like someone is wrenching his guts out.

Kylie lets them go outside while the class chants: "Drop em! Drop em!"

"NO!!!" David cries wanting to leap up and stop her, but feeling paralysed.

The clothes flutter outside the window taking with them all of David's hope.

He rocks back on the dirty floor feeling like his skin is burning with shame while the class laughs at him.

Tracey asks Enya to pass her a pen. "I'm not finished with him yet!"

She grabs his penis and twists it.

She holds her pen above his dick threateningly.

With tears and snot running down his face, he tries to stop Tracey but the other girls hold his arms firm.

She squeezes the tip of his penis and writes the first thing that comes into her head.

Tracey wants to leave a message so everyone will know what David is.

She grips his penis in place while he wriggles on the floor trying to get away.

Enya giggles seeing this bully who she's feared so much turned easily into a cowering wreck.

He flails about on the floor making Tracey's writing smudge a little.

The girls lean in trying to see what Tracey has written.

They burst out laughing looking at his penis while the other students crane their necks trying to see what's happening.

David can't stand their mocking, but when he reaches down to cover his dick and balls it feels like everyone can still see what she's written there.

"Turn him over!" Tracey orders.

He cringes defensively while the girls roll him over.

Sheila holds him down while Tracey wields her pen again.

Sheila asks Enya to pass her a marker too because she wants to get in on the action.

He holds his cock miserably while the girls treat his body like a wall to write graffiti all over.

They try to suppress their laughter to hold their pens steady.

Enya crawls forward straining to see what Tracey’s writing above his arse.

She finishes writing “Open All Hours”.

Enya looks down on the snivelling boy with satisfaction.

“There,” Tracey says happily squeezing his thigh.

“Let him up now.” All the girls back away laughing.

He drops his head to the floor not knowing what to do now that the entire class is looking at him and laughing.

He meekly looks up searching for something to cover himself up with or someone to help him.

But everyone is rocking in their seats laughing at the sight of him. He’s never felt so much like the centre of attention.

Feeling like all the energy has been drained out of him, he painfully pushes himself up.

The students laugh and point at his arse as he rises.

He looks around quickly, but all he sees are the grinning faces of his classmates.

He feels dizzy he’s so hyperaware of every part of his body on display.

Barely able to breathe, he's on the point of hyperventilating. Inching forward and shielding his penis, he wonders where he could hide or what he could do.

But there’s nowhere to go! The girls circle him like a merciless gang who’ve trapped him.

“Wait until I tell Miss Wolfheart on you,” he blubbers barely comprehensible.

“She won’t believe you!” Tracey says defiantly.

Tracey laughs loudly not in the least bit intimidated. David feels like she just spat in his face.

“Kylie, Enya, Sheila and myself all saw you taking your clothes off!”

“Just like a dirty little pervert,” she waves at him dismissively.

David looks down in terror. He knows it’s true! There’s no way he’ll be believed when he’s standing there naked!

“And anyway, if you breathe so much as a word to Miss Wolfheart you’re dead!”

The girls stare at him threateningly like they could smash him to pieces.

He knows that they are capable of anything after what they just did!

With nothing else to do, he grabs for his chair again.

The girls laugh at him making him desperately grab for his penis again to cover it.

He rushes past them feeling their eyes burrowing into him, just daring him to make a remark like he did before.

Quickly he dashes for the safety of his desk where he can sit without being the centre of attention anymore.

The girls stare down at him satisfied he’s learned who is in charge.

David can feel everyone in the room looking at his penis like he’s on display.

The girls laugh and shake their heads.

“These boys talk so big!” Tracey rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, when they’ve really just got little wee wees!” Sheila mocks him.

No one can take their eyes off the ridiculous sight.

David wants to climb in a hole and hide for the rest of his life, but he can’t ignore the fact he’s in the middle of the room for everyone to see!

What started out as possibly the worst day of the school year has turned into heaps of fun for the girls. Already 2 boys have been stripped naked and embarrassed in front of the whole school. Better still David Wellings' clothes have been dumped out of the window so the poor lad has to remain nude, his heart racing, waiting for an even worse experience...his inevitable discovery by teachers!

As David, naked as the day he was born, sits trembling at his desk the rest of the class are in fits of giggles. The anticipation of the sudden reappearance of Miss Wolfheart is too hilarious.

The sound of Miss Wolfheart's heels clopping along the wooden floor, that would normally fill the boys & girls with dread, is greeted with a cacophony of laughter!

Tracey sits back and enjoys the hilarity she has created and stares at the naked boy in front of her.

Hearing the laughter increase at her entrance Miss Wolfheart's paranoia is triggered. She does her best to resist flying off the handle. "Settle down, settle down."

But the fact that she clearly hasn't yet noticed the naked boy in the room makes the laughter even louder. "May I remind you this is an exam hall!!!" she barks.

Everyone does their best to stifle their laughter. "What is it?" shouts the teacher "What's everyone looking at?"

There is a moment of pure silence. No one wants to spoil the surprise, all hoping that Miss Wolfheart will discover David for herself!

Eventually Kylie decides to give the teacher a clue. "David Wellings, Miss."

"What about David Wellings..."

"Oh my God!" thinks Miss Wolfheart. "A naked boy. In my class!" She's heard rumours of a fad spreading through the boys of St Dunstan's for nudity in class. And here she has the evidence right in front of her.

"What on Earth is going on!!!" she screams.

"What is the meaning of this?!!!"

"You disgusting, dirty little boy!" she spits And to think this boy had said he wanted to be top of the class.

Looking into his face she sees the face of a victim. A victim of a spreading addiction to nudity. If she lets him go unpunished she would be letting him down. Letting the school down. He must be punished and punished now.

Instinctively Miss Wolfheart reaches to grab David's arm. A back-to-basics approach is what this boy needs.

For a moment she hopes that he may have shorts on but as he rises she gazes down to see that, oh my, he is completely nude.

"Speak up boy! What do you think you are doing?!"

David begins to hyperventilate.

The abject humiliation of standing naked in front of the class being shouted at by Miss Wolfheart.

The class chuckles enjoying his continuing misery.

He thinks for a moment of the filthy insults written on his private parts.

Standing here everyone can see whatever Tracey has written across his bare backside.

All around he can hear the laugher of his classmates. They can read the filthy words. She could've written anything!

Finally it gets too much and David begins to openly sob.

But Miss is still convinced there is a conspiracy afoot. And she has one of the perpetrators in her grasp.

"Be quiet! He's not in the least bit funny!" she orders the class but keeps David in her sights.

"You may well cry your crocodile tears. I don't find this the least bit funny." she barks.

She circles David, deciding what form of punishment is suitable but also taking in every part of the naked boy in front of her.

Her eyes land on his quivering naked buttocks and a primitive desire takes over her. If public humiliation is what he wants then that will be the best discipline, she reasons.

David is astonished as, in a stroke, Miss Wolfheart pulls away one hand from his genitals and begins to smack him.

"Ow! Ow!" he cries.

"This is what happens to naughty boys!" shouts the teacher, thrashing at him.

"Ah! Ah!" David looks and sees the woman's hand smacking his bare buttocks and thighs.

David jumps and skips causing Miss Wolfheart to be pulled this way and that, determined as she is to make each blow tell.

Tracey and Enya chuckle at the absurd sight of Miss Wolfheart, in her fluttering cape, thrashing at a naked boy.

Finally Miss Wolfheart has her fill of smacking David.

"I hope that has taught you that nudity will not be tolerated in an exam. I wouldn't be at all surprised if you were expelled for this." spits the teacher.

"It's not a joke Miss Wolfheart" David finally begins to explain,

"Someone stole my clothes." The room falls silent.

Sheila's blood runs cold and she looks to Tracey.

Cautiously Tracey stares at David and Miss Wolfheart.

Miss Wolfheart isn't about to let David make her look like a fool after she has already openly punished him. "Someone stole your clothes?!" she shouts sarcastically.

"And they wrote on my willy." he pleads.

Miss Wolfheart gazes at her student's naked penis and takes a good few seconds to read the words.

"And they wrote on my bottom." he adds.

Miss Wolfheart is none too happy. It's impossible for David to have written on his own backside. This means that what he says may be true.

The class hangs on what David will say next. Is the game finally up for Tracey and Sheila?

"Who did this? Tell me." asks Miss Wolfheart.

Without thinking David quickly glances at Tracy, unconsciously hoping that the teacher will follow his eyes without him having to grass on a fellow student.

Tracey fixes David's eyes in her stare and drags her finger horizontally across her throat.

David has a choice. He can either tell on a fellow classmate and trust this teacher to intelligently and sensitively deal with the situation,

Or keep quiet.

"I don't know Miss." he replies. "I see." says Miss Wolfheart with disgust "It's going to be like that is it?"

Pinned to the floor, stripped naked and mollested by the girls, David has every right to drop Tracey and Sheila right in it. But given the choice of telling on fellow students, and the inevitable repercussions, he has decided to keep his mouth shut. However, a simple "I don't know Miss" won't wash with Miss Wolfheart. She's determined to find the culprits. She will NOT have male nudity during an exam!

The teacher considers the evidence for a moment. Boys would've left David with his clothes and possibly a fat lip. No, the psychological torment used and the correctly spelt graffiti points to the suspects being...

...girls.

Having witnessed David and Kylie's run-in earlier, Miss Wolfheart decides to start with her and marches the boy over.

As he comes closer to Kylie David's steps falter, frightened as he is to face the girls who taunted him.

The boys and girls watch with baited breath as Miss Wolfheart pulls the naked boy closer and closer to Kylie,

, until he finds his exposed genitals mere inches away from her.

Without warning Miss Wolfheart begins to handle his penis.

"Kylie, I want you to look very carefully at David's penis." Sniggers spread through the watching pupils.

Miss Wolfheart's elderly hand grasps and pulls on the lad's sensitive foreskin. Unable to stop grinning Kylie leans forward.

"Tell me. Is this your writing?" asks the teacher, hoping to shame a confession out of her.

Giggling, Kylie uses the tip of her pen to prod at David's penis held out by Miss Wolfheart.

Petrified, David looks down at his genitals being fondled and examined by these females.

"No Miss Wolfheart." says Kylie and she sits back.

"Turn around David" orders Miss Wolfheart but the poor lad is rooted to the spot.

He stares at Kylie who is brazenly eyeing up his private parts.

"What about this?" asks Miss Wolfheart.

"Nope. That's not me." answers the girl.

With that, Miss Wolfheart marches David over to Enya.

Traumatised into silence David can do nothing as once again Miss Wolfheart pulls his naked penis about in front of a girl.

"Oh, let me see." coos Enya suggestively.

"Miss, did whoever write on his willy write all over it?" she asks sweetly.

"No there's nothing on this side." she discovers, "What about on his, er, balls?"

"Testicles you mean Enya" corrects Miss Wolfheart "No there's nothing there."

Painfully Miss Wolfheart yanks his penis down by the tip. "Nothing along the top either Miss Wolfheart" says Enya.

"Just writing on the side then." concludes Enya, "No it's not me."

Miss Wolfheart spins the boy around so Enya can examine his backside.

Enya looks again at the words Tracy scrawled across David's naked hindquarters.

"And this. Hmmm?" asks the teacher.

The humiliation at the hands of Tracey and Sheila was as nothing compared to what David is now experiencing.

"'Open all hours'? No I didn't write that." answers Enya innocently staring at David's tender naked bottom.

"Open all hours! Christ, what does that mean?!" thinks David, his face beginning to heat up.

If he thought that was embarrassing, now Miss Wolfheart leads him over to a grinning Tracey.

David cowers with a renewed sense of shame and nakedness.

"David stand up straight!" chastises Miss Wolfheart, "This is for your benefit."

Tracey can't wait to get started and fiddle with David's bits again.

"Let's see what we have here." she says and pulls the boy right next to her.

Once again Miss Wolfheart grips the very tip of his foreskin and pulls his adolescent penis upright.

Tracey takes over. With Miss Wolfheart's blessing she now has carte blanche to fondle David's private parts under the guise of an enquiry!

"Hmmm, I can just make it out." she says, using her thumb and forefinger to press the shaft of David's penis.

"What a joke?" exclaims Tracey as if surprised.

"Whoever wrote it didn't have enough room for a question mark." she adds with a smirk.

"Now let's look at this bottom of his." suggests the girl. Crushed with embarrassment David turns away from her.

Tracey sneers at David's naked backside.

The boy begins to shake with tears welling up in his eyes.

"OPEN ALL HOURS" reads Tracey loudly for the benefit of anyone who hasn't yet read it.

"It looks like an advertisement to me. Are you SURE David didn't write it on himself?" she adds wickedly.

"It doesn't look like my writing. What do you think Sheila?" she asks.

Miss Wolfheart needs both hands to push David, almost bent over with shame, towards Sheila.

Sheila openly stares slap-bang at David's quivering little parts.

Miss Wolfheart pulls David's hand away so he cannot protect himself and Sheila is free to toy with his penis.

David looks down, a boiling cauldron of anger and shame, as Sheila pulls his dick skyward.

Then her sharp nails begin to touch the tender underside.

With a serious look on her face Sheila proceeds to squeeze David's penis all the way along his shaft.

She inspects every millimetre of the boy's virginal penis.

“No, that's not Tracey's writing." fibs Sheila finally.

Then without missing a beat adds "Did I hear that they wrote on his bottom too?"

David cannot believe the injustice of it all as Miss Wolfheart...

...makes him present his bare arse for Sheila's careful analysis.

"Be honest Sheila. Is this your writing?" asks Miss Wolfheart pressing her finger into David's naked buttock.

But Sheila is going to take her time deciding.

David has no choice but to bend over until Sheila and Miss Wolfheart decide to allow him up.

"Oh gosh. It's smudged a bit." comments Sheila,

"Oh dear, I haven't brought my glasses with me."

She grins at Tracey and passes the boy back to her.

"Come on Tracey, have another look." she adds helpfully.

David is shepherded once again over to Tracey only this time Sheila joins her.

Together they pull his buttocks apart.

The two girls realise that unless Miss Wolfheart stops them they now have a golden opportunity to totally humiliate David thoroughly.

"Open all hours Tracey!" cries Sheila. "What does the writer mean by this?"

"They must know David very intimately...

...It means his anal passage is always open for business." Tracey interprets.

"Turn him around. Let's see what's written on his cock."

"What a joke?" reads Sheila carefully out loud.

"Obviously a reference to the pathetic size of David's penis."

The 2 girls burst out laughing while continuing to toy with his privates.

"It's such a dinky little thing." cries Sheila.

"It appears the writer thought his testicles too small to write on...

or perhaps they didn't have a nib small enough." goads Tracey wickedly pulling David's penis to the side.

As they persistently fondle and stimulate David's virginal penis and tickle his testicles it begins to dawn on the girls

that they could take his humiliation to new depths...

by not only giving the red-faced lad an erection against his will,

but, better yet, forcing the naked lad to, right in front of the class,

involuntarily ejaculate!

Miss Wolfheart has begun a witch-hunt to find the culprits. Unfortunately for David his naked body is Exhibit A ! The teacher has frog-marched him naked around to all the girls who mollested him to be once again fondled and mocked in front of everyone. Now with his face burning with shame Sheila and Tracey are doing all they can to get him to involuntarily ejaculate, and make his humiliation complete.

Miss Wolfheart supervises as the girls continue to scrutinise David's private parts. She has no reason to think the girls have an ulterior motive as, unlike female genitals, boys' parts are purely functional or, at best, silly looking.

With Sheila's nimble fingers handling his scrotum and Tracey squeezing his penis David's balls are rising and falling like yo-yos.

Through his foreskin Tracey kneads and stimulates David's sensitive young knob.

While at the same time cleverly keeping up the pretence of examining the writing.

Fondling him so closely Sheila can tell the poor boy's bits are responding. His balls are warming up and they jump around in response to each wicked tickle she gives them.

David can't quite understand what's happening. The girls hands are causing waves of heat up and down his legs and throughout his genitals. His penis is beginning to stiffen like it does in his trousers sometimes when he's riding on the school bus.

Looking down he is amazed to see that it has almost doubled in size. Miss Wolfheart has noticed too. Sheila and Tracey are beginning to giggle.

David is impressed with how his penis is changing shape. He also feels he may need to go to the toilet quite quickly. Miss Wolfheart isn't so naive.

"Oh my goodness!" she cries, shocking Sheila.

"The exam should've started 10 minutes ago!" but David and Tracey are engrossed.

"Go and sit down Sheila."

Miss Wolfheart immediately looks back at David's adolescent largess. Sheila tries to keep a straight face.

"And you David Wellings...

...go back to your desk this second!"

"I've no more time for your fun and games...

...this exam has to start."

The boy hesitates for a second. Does Miss Wolfheart really mean for him to sit the exam nude!?

Completely naked David sits down on the cold seat in full view of everyone.

He does his best to prepare himself for the exam as Miss Wolfheart marches to the front.

"Now listen carefully...

This is a three hour exam in history.

If at any time you need to use the toilet,

or need more writing paper,

then raise your hand.

Anyone seen using a telephone will be assumed to be cheating and will immediately FAIL this exam and may even be suspended from the school!

You may turn over your exam papers,

and begin writing,

NOW!"

With David Wellings still naked the boys and girls begin the exam.

'Buttman' and Kylie carefully fill in their names.

Katey begins the first question.

Despite the earlier distractions Michelle is determined to work hard in this exam.

Robin and Enya are having difficulty with one of the first questions on famous historical quotes.

'What were the first words spoken by Neil Armstrong when he first set foot on the Moon?' reads David.

"Damn, I know this one." he thinks. He can see it in his mind. An astronaut stepping down a ladder.

But the image immediately switches to one of Tracey and Sheila playing with his penis.

"Open all..." he begins to write.

"'Open all hours'?" he thinks again. "No, that's not it."

Shutting his eyes makes things worse. All he can think about are all the schoolgirls' hands all over his body. Fondling and playing with all his parts.

David begins to write but stops. Tracey looks up and gazes at the naked boy struggling in front of her.

He can't even think how to write, his mind is so muddled with erotic thoughts, like a waking sexual nightmare.

Already at the bottom of the first page Sheila decides to take a breather.

In the calm of the exam hall she can look up and enjoy the glorious view of the naked schoolboy right in front of her.

Poor David is going insane. With his balls so full of eager young sperm it's impossible for him to concentrate.

If that cow Miss Wolfheart hadn't intervened the girls would've had the lad's come spilling all over the hall floor by now. What a fucking laugh that would've been.

Looking at the shivering naked boy Tracey and Sheila begin to think.

There must be some way yet they can humiliate him further and milk his balls right here in front of everyone?

Oblivious to the plotting in their midst the other pupils are doing their best to keep their minds on the subject.

'Cumshot' is pretty sure that he is in form H5. That's one correct answer at least.

With the boys and girls quietly writing away, Miss Wolfheart settles down, content in the knowledge there won't be any more disruptions.

Even James is beavering away...

"Fucking hell," he thinks "Three hours of this. That's more than 2 rugby matches back-to-back."

"At least when it's over I have a date behind the bike sheds with Katey."

There's only one thing he wants to do.

Even James' abysmal drawing is enough to arouse him.

His rampant cock once again stiffens in his pants and a grin spreads across his face.

"Oh yeah, do her hard from the back my son" he encourages himself.

Mere feet behind him the subject of James's fantasies concentrates on her writing.

With his cock annoyingly pressed against his pants James decides to make eyes at Katey.

"Shit, the stupid tart isn't even looking at me." he thinks.

James is determined to tell her what a good seeing-to is in store at lunchtime.

He reaches for his back pocket and pulls out his mobile telephone.

He checks on the teacher. The last thing he needs is to be suspended. His supply of stolen dinner money would be cut off and his lunchtime fuck sessions would come to an end.

James pulls up the SMS text messaging menu.

Just typing the words is making his cock push through his foreskin.

Just then a feeling of caution strikes James and he adds a p.s. to the message.

"I'm so fucking clever." he thinks while typing.

Now just to find Katey in the phonebook.

James keeps his thumb on the down button, browsing through the list.

Just then he hears Miss Wolfheart cough and look up.

He doesn't notice the highlight shoot past Katey and stop at Michelle.

James hears Miss Wolfheart's chair scrape on the floor as she begins to rise.

"Shit, she's looking right at me." he thinks.

"JAMES REED!!!" shouts the teacher.

Everyone's initial excitement over watching their naked classmate David be humiliated in the middle of the exam hall dies down as the reality of the test sets in. James is so horny he can't think about anything other than grabbing Katey's thick blonde hair while she goes down on his hard dick. Just as he is about to send her an SMS text message, Miss Wolfheart screams out his name causing him to inadvertently send the incriminating message to his girlfriend Michelle!

With lightening speed, James slips his phone away into his back pocket.

Miss Wolfheart's head cranes over the other students nosily trying to see what that delinquent James is up to.

James innocently stares down at his exam paper with the threat of expulsion looming over him if he's found out.

Miss Wolfheart marches over to him, her fists clenched and ready for battle.

"James Reed," she says firmly, her vicious eyes unblinkingly fixed upon him.

"Were you using a telephone just then?!"

Michelle sees her phone vibrate inside her pencil case.

Luckily, she set it to vibrate instead of ring so Miss Wolfheart wouldn't hear it. But she checks to see if she's noticed anyway.

James is stumbling over his words as he firmly denies using his phone to Miss Wolfheart.

"Oh she won't notice if I check it, the mad old bat," Michelle reasons. "She's always got it in for poor James."

She carefully unzips her pencil case trying not to attract attention to herself.

"Really Miss, I was just sitting here trying to figure out a question," James blubbers.

Her heart leaps seeing the message is from James.

"Ah, he risked getting in trouble for me!" she thinks excitedly.

"Avoid Michelle?" she wonders. "Straighten my hair? But..."

"I don't understand," she thinks. "Unless he didn't mean this for me..."

"I have my eye on you James Reed!" Miss Wolfheart warns him ominously. "Don't you forget it!"

"Fuck off," James thinks angrily.

Michelle watches James like a hawk, breathing rapidly in her panic to understand what's going on.

James shrugs and turns around to Katey.

He hopes she realises that he almost got in deep trouble for her.

Katey's hungry to get him alone again and take his big cock in her mouth.

"What's he looking at that old tart for?" Michelle wonders suspiciously.

"Soon babes," he thinks winking at her.

Katey brightens up and wriggles in her chair eager for the exam to finish so she can slip away somewhere with him.

Michelle connects that James must have sent her the message accidentally. He meant it for that little whore!

"I'll rip that mangy hair right out of her head..." she thinks furiously.

But then her thoughts turn to James, "That cheating son of a bitch! I'll teach him a lesson. But how..."

Tracey saw Michelle using her phone. Miss Wolfheart doesn't seem to notice what anyone's doing except for James.

So she pulls out her phone thinking this exam is getting boring again...

"How can I liven it up?" she wonders.

She thinks about how David's dick hardened so quickly in her hand. Boys are always so desperate for it.

"I know..." she thinks excitedly.

Her fingers quickly type out a message and she clicks 'Send'.

David reads the second question over and over. He can't make sense of it. All he can think about is how everyone can see him naked and the way the girls manipulated his dick.

Suddenly his phone vibrates.

"Maybe it's a family emergency and I'll be able to leave the exam," he thinks hopefully. "If Miss Wolfheart catches me checking it..."

But there's no way the stupid old cow will notice now.

Very gently he reaches for his pencil case.

Miss Wolfheart taps her foot, her eyes fixed on the magazine.

Holding his breath he slips the phone out.

His eyes dart around the room making sure no one is looking at him.

His trembling thumb hovers over the buttons.

It's a message from an unknown number.

With his heart racing he clicks Open.

After reading the message he quickly covers the phone and looks all around him. Who could've...

Then his stomach churns as he can feel the presence of Tracey behind him. He slowly turns his head in terror.

He sees her staring at him intensely.

"WANK!" she mouths silently.

"OR ELSE..." she draws her finger across her neck promising she'll slit his throat.

David drops his head horrified.

"She's crazy!" he thinks rapidly. "There's no way I'll do it. I'll just ignore her..."

Suddenly his phone vibrates again.

"She really means it!" he thinks terrified.

He's heard about Tracey. If you don't do what she says, she'll make your life even more hellish than it already is. He wants to collapse into tears. He feels helpless against his sex drive that's encouraging him to actually do it.

His eyes flick up to Miss Wolfheart who is oblivious to everything at the moment.

His cock twitches, still eager for action after the stimulation received from Tracey and Sheila earlier.

He wraps his fingers around his cock and slowly starts stroking it.

The fear about doing something so dirty in the middle of all his classmates makes him feel sick.

But to his surprise his cock instantly begins rising up and his balls tingle excitedly.

He breaks into a sweat searching around the classroom to see if anyone is noticing.

It feels so good stroking his dick.

Images of Tracey and Sheila smiling down at him rush into his thoughts.

His heart is racing, everything feels like it's speeding up uncontrollably.

He breathes rapidly and scans the room paranoid that someone will see him touching himself.

This is the craziest thing he's ever done! He can't stop thinking about the other students all around him. He's terrified, but his hand can't stop stoking his hardening cock and rubbing the sensitive head.

He swallows painfully with his throat gone completely dry.

Sheila suddenly giggles quietly after Tracey gets her attention.

"Shit! She's seen me!" he thinks panicked. "Did anyone else notice???"

He twists around searching everyone else's face and keeps stroking his dick faster and faster.

Tracey laughs aloud, making Sheila laugh even harder.

"That's done it!" he thinks terrified. "Now they'll all look up!"

But amazingly no one seems to notice him still eagerly rubbing his young penis.

"Please don't look up!" he thinks rapidly. "PLEASE!"

Buttman's concentration is broken by an annoying little laugh coming from somewhere.

He looks up to see Tracey widening her eyes and nodding to Sheila.

"It's just those bitches Tracey and Sheila making trouble," he shakes his head.

But something must be going on...

He looks over at David whose arm is quickly pumping up and down. Is he....???

Kylie is distracted by some movement in the corner of her eye.

She sees David sweating profusely and rubbing his penis under his desk!

She spontaneously laughs aloud seeing the dirty boy masturbating in the middle of their exam!

Seeing her plan has worked, Tracey laughs aloud even harder causing Sheila to do the same.

Their laughs resound throughout the class causing everyone to look up from their papers.

"What's going on?" wonders Michelle.

She sees David's arm moving, but nothing else.

"He must be sharpening his pencil," she shrugs and returns to her exam.

"OH! No he's not!" she suddenly realizes.

She's heard about the things boys do to their penises when they are alone, but she never thought they did it in front of other people like this! Gross!

Dirtbox is quick to check out what's happening.

He sees the trembling form of David moving his arm in an unmistakable way.

"He's fucking spanking it!" he thinks.

"Shit! He's doing it right in front of Miss Wolfheart and everyone!"

Tracey is elated David is getting everyone's attention and laughs harder.

David's heart thumps madly in his chest feeling the other students starting to notice him.

Kylie stares openly curious about David masturbating.

Katey gives up trying to figure out the answer she's puzzling over and notices there's some kind of disruption in the class.

Her eyes go wide seeing that pervert David not just sitting there completely naked but playing with his penis as well!

"What a pathetic geek!" she thinks.

She wonders if he'll go all the way and get his milky stuff all over the classroom. Then he'll really get it from Miss Wolfheart.

The laughter spreads around the room like a virus, bringing David to more people's attention and causing them to look and laugh too.

David shrivels in his chair, feeling like the walls are caving in. He tries to hide the fact he needs to jerk off but he's in the centre of the room where everyone can see!

James is rushing through the questions, writing the first thing that comes into his head.

His eyes flick up from the page hearing some people laughing.

He sees that David isn't looking at his exam anymore, but is huddled in his chair wanking instead!

"What the fuck?" he thinks in confusion.

"So David is allowed to wank in the middle of class and I can't even send a text message?" he thinks angry at the injustice of it.

Then he shakes his head and thinks, "That loser. Can't even control his willy till the end of the exam!"

No one can concentrate on the exam now, but stare in amazement at the naked boy abusing himself.

Tracey laughs in delight at the chaos she's caused and watches David blush in embarrassment.

David looks around seeing everyone's eyes fixed on him, watching him do what he's only ever done late at night under the covers in pitch blackness so no one can know.

Enya stares at David dumbfounded. "What in the world is that weird boy doing?!?"

Still smarting from his earlier embarrassment, Robin looks over his shoulder.

His eyes go wide seeing David wank.

"And I thought I had it bad!" he thinks. "He'll never be able to live this down!"

David is overcome by panic being in the centre of all the students naked with all their eyes on him. But he's never felt so turned on or alive in his life and pulling on his penis feels so good!

Cumshot twists around in his chair to see what's going on.

"Good man!" he laughs and nods. He's glad that David's continuing to stir things up.

It's too much that all the girls and boys in the class are watching him and laughing. He tries to cover his dick with his free hand, but it just makes everyone try to look closer!

He shifts in his seat and almost stands, feeling trapped in the middle of them.

There's nowhere for him to go! If he gets up Miss Wolfheart is sure to see and expel him.

While the laughter increases his head becomes muddled, lost in the sheer pleasure of stroking his dick that the girls were squeezing and playing with just a short time ago.

Seeing Kylie and Enya's eyes fixed on him as if hypnotized drives him wild.

It's as if he can hear all their thoughts, "Dirty pervert! Wanker boy!" He's burning with a shame that he finds incredibly erotic and makes his balls ache to come.

Enya is mesmerized by the sight, curious to see how he manipulates his penis.

Robin joins in the laughter, knowing this must be how everyone else felt when they crowded around him earlier when he was stripped naked.

David couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. His ripe adolescent dick has taken over. He strokes it knowing this is the most intense sensation he's ever experienced.

Miss Wolfheart's head rises in a fury. She can tell there's a new disturbance in the class from the bubbling laughter rising all over the class. And she is going to make whoever is causing it pay!

The class is in an uproar! After his clothes were thrown out the window and he was made to sit down naked to continue his exam, David is provoked into wanking in front of everyone. Far from keeping it quiet under his desk like he planned he feels his dick completely taking over with an incredible sensation he's never experienced before. Everyone's eyes are on him, laughing and taking pleasure in the show. He feels his balls tingling with a desperate need for release.

Tracey is proud she's been able to make the naked lad wank himself so shamelessly in front of everyone showing what a real pervert he is.

Sheila giggles in excitement seeing that his penis has grown really hard and he's stroking it faster and faster.

David leans back gripping his cock tightly. No one can stop him now. He's lost all control!

Dirtbox sees Miss Wolfheart stirring at the disruptive laughter filling the classroom. "This is going to be good," he thinks excitedly.

The bright pink head of David's dick is full and ready to burst at any second. He feels it taking over completely!

Enya's mouth droops open and her eyes go wide seeing David play with himself in front of everyone like some kind of animal.

He rubs the foreskin over the head of his dick as he pants helplessly.

Everywhere he turns girls are gaping at him and giggling uncontrollably.

This is the most shameful thing he's ever done in his life. Thinking about this and hearing the girls all around him makes his dick bulge and strain to come.

Miss Wolfheart notices Cumshot turning in his seat. "Is that boy cheating?!" she wonders.

No, all the students seem to be laughing at David who is making rude gestures with his hands or something. She can't see him masturbating under his desk.

"Settle down!" Miss Wolfheart demands. "This is an Examination!"

Just then, David leaps up from his chair gripping his hard cock and furiously stroking it.

He doesn't know what's happening, but he's got a funny feeling like he's going to wee. Only he can't run out to the toilet. He can only stand there with everyone watching him.

The students howl with laughter seeing the struggling boy on the brink of tears rubbing his dick like a mad man.

His muscles tighten and he gets a warm stinging sensation in the tip of his penis.

He tugs on it desperate for relief.

"Now what does that troublemaker David want?" Miss Wolfheart wonders impatiently. "Is he???..."

"Stop this instant David!!!" Miss Wolfheart shrieks.

But there's no stopping the hot stream of cum shooting out of his dick.

The gooey cum splashes right onto his exam paper!

David strokes his dick more making a second wave of sperm rush out.

The blissful release reaches a higher intensity as David thinks about his classmates laughing and his teacher shouting at him.

Unconsciously he groans feeling the cum shoot through his dick, making the girls laugh louder.

With bleary eyes he sees the history questions obscured by thick white globs of spunk.

Miss Wolfheart can’t believe her eyes. “And during an exam!” she thinks in shock.

Enya watches in fascination. “So that’s what happens when boys rub their thingies...”

Sheila laughs aloud thinking this is the most brilliant thing she’s ever seen.

“Got you!” Tracey thinks triumphantly.

David’s skin is burning with shame, standing in the middle of the class with every inch of him on show and ejaculating everywhere.

His body shudders in delight as cum continues to shoot from his dick.

His heart is racing faster than ever before and his ears are pounding with the sounds of laughter all around him.

Doing this private, dirty thing in front of everyone makes it feel a hundred times more powerful.

He strokes the loose skin of his dick forward emptying his balls completely onto his school desk.

His red dick is throbbing painfully, but it’s the most incredible sensation he’s ever had.

He slows down, gently stroking his penis and working out the last dregs of cum.

He has no idea what will happen now. He shakes his dick and stares stupefied at the huge mess he’s made on his exam paper.

A horrible guilt washes over him knowing there’s nothing he can do to lessen his humiliation now.

He’s standing completely naked in the middle of his classroom with his dick leaking. There’s nothing he can do to hide.

Sheila’s shrill laughter echoes throughout the classroom.

This is better than any day dream she’s ever had about the boys in the class.

Katey thinks it’s incredibly erotic how boys lose control when they need to get off.

David tries desperately to hold back the sobs which are welling up inside him.

He doesn’t know what to do now but hold his sore cock in his hand and stare down at his exam hoping he’ll disappear.

The students are rocking with laughter all around him.

Looking at his exam he thinks, “It’s all over now. I’ll be kicked out of school.”

It occurs to the horrified boy that he’ll be branded a pervert for the rest of his life.

He can see the mocking faces of the girls in the corner of his vision and he knows this is something they won’t ever forget.

He gently releases his dick and looks fearfully up at Miss Wolfheart.

“You disgusting, dirty little boy!” she slams her hands on the table and stands up.

Miss Wolfheart marches toward David making him cower as if a pit bull were charging toward him.

He grabs his still swollen dick in embarrassment while tears leak out of the corner of his eyes, knowing that he’s in for a bollocking.

Utterly stunned, Miss Wolfheart stumbles over her words trying to find the right thing to express her disgust.

“To think I believed you when you accused the girls,” she says seeing it all clearly now. It was always his perverted wish to make this happen!

Her hand, trembling with rage, reaches out to pick up his soiled exam sheet.

“Ugh!” she exclaims holding it out and making his cum dribble down the sheet.

The class stare in amazement seeing his young semen drip onto the floor in front of their eyes.

Miss Wolfheart clutches her gown to her body to protect it from his boyish filth.

The students giggle seeing how dumbstruck and ridiculous David looks trying to explain his shameless masturbation.

“Just look at your exam paper!” Miss Wolfheart demands as if he isn't already aware what he did.

“How do you explain this mess?” she demands to know making the students splutter with laughter.

Revolted Miss Wolfheart throws his exam paper back onto his desk seeing that he isn’t prepared to say anything to explain himself.

“You'll have to carry on using this sheet,” she says exasperated.

“Evidently you don’t have the ability to control yourself in this state of undress,” she says shaking her head.

“I’m getting something for you to put on from lost property.”

“It’s time you were covered up,” she sneers looking down at his still erect penis.

She tuts and looks down upon him letting him know how incredibly disappointed she is in him.

Utterly defeated, David slumps in his chair and listens to the students laughing and ridiculing him.

Miss Wolfheart storms back into the classroom making the students hold their pens over their papers pretending to be diligently at work.

“This is from the nursery lost property,” she says throwing the tiny pants onto his desk.

“They may be a little small but it’s the best I can do. This IS an exam,” she reminds him as if he didn’t already know.

David is about to put his leg through them but he has no idea how he’s supposed to put on such incredibly small pants.

He pulls the waistline and looks at them uncertainly. No, there's no way he can put them on! It's too embarrassing!

Miss Wolfheart stares at him accusingly, letting him know that he WILL put the pants on.

Seeing her deadly gaze, David quickly slips his legs through the pants.

The students laugh watching him struggle to pull the tiny pants up his legs.

David grunts straining to pull them over his suddenly thick thighs.

Rather than cover his dick, these pants are going to make him feel even more exposed!

Trembling in embarrassment he painfully tries to get them on and sit back down.

It’s incredibly difficult to get them up over his arse while getting his dick and balls inside too.

Holding his breath in agony he pulls them over his penis.

Miss Wolfheart can’t even suppress a giggle erupting at the ridiculous sight of him.

“Look at the baby!” Tracey bursts out.

The entire class bursts out laughing at Tracey’s mocking him.

Sheila loves the sight of his willie and big bum stuffed into the child’s little pants.

He’s simply the most pathetic example of a man Kylie has ever seen!

Choking back his tears, David tries to adjust the little pants over his bits as best he can.

He sits back down but the tight fabric painfully cuts at his sensitive penis and balls that are still sore from masturbating.

Having his dick outlined so heavily by the miniscule pants makes him feel even more naked than when he wasn’t wearing anything at all!

He uselessly holds one arm over his crotch while trying to turn back to his exam sheet.

The paper is still drenched in his cum and he can barely make out the questions.

It doesn’t make any difference. After the most gruelling and embarrassing experience of his life there’s no way he’ll be able to answer them anyway.

Still snickering to themselves, the other students turn back to their exam papers. Every now and then they take a glance at the farcical boy and his idiotic outfit.

David holds his hand over his dick trying to shield it from their intrusive looks.

It’s like everything that’s happened has been a nightmare. But no matter how much he pinches himself he realizes with horror that this is real and it will never be forgotten.

Michelle narrows her eyes looking at her boyfriend James.

It sickens her to think that she was planning to surrender her virginity to this jerk.

“Boys are so horny they’ll never learn how to control their pricks,” she thinks.

With a burning determination Michelle reasons, “Even if he’s incapable of learning a thing I’m still going to give him a lesson he won’t forget!”

The exam is over. Immediately after Miss Wolfheart calls time, David rushes from the room in his little pants to retrieve his uniform. Still giggling over the wank show he gave in the middle of the classroom, the other students linger in the assembly hall to chatter about what happened.

Tracey zips up her pencil case feeling an incredible sense of triumph that she was able to make David humiliate himself in front of everyone.

Michelle seizes James with her eyes and contemplates how to make him fall into her trap most effectively.

Enya rushes over to the other girls unable to supress her laughter and eager to discuss what David did, never having seen a boy come before. Katey is about to approach James, but sees Michelle closing in so turns to flirt with the other boys.

Michelle has to suppress a sudden urge to smack him for being such a sleazy two-timer.

“How was that?” she asks in a carefully controlled voice.

Katey can’t understand why James continually goes back to that uptight, ugly bitch when he was making eyes at her during the exam.

“Rubbish! I couldn't concentrate I feel so horny right now!” he says.

He glances at Katey who ever so slightly tilts her head, motioning to the door signalling she wants him to leave with her.

James shrugs and adds, “Shame I’ve got training now!”

Michelle scowls in disgust. He’s so transparent! How could she not have seen he’s been running around with that tramp every chance he gets!

“I’ve been thinking about that...” she says in a sultry voice.

“Oh?” James asks intrigued. Katey is totally forgotten.

“I’ve thought about it and...” she says hungrily grabbing his tie.

“I want it right now!” she whispers. James can’t believe it. The blood immediately rushes to his cock. "Fucking hell! Great Michelle."

Michelle leads a stupefied James out back to the toilet.

All the guys are trying to get Katey’s attention, but her eyes are glued on the couple leaving.

From the look on James’ face and the bulge in his pants, Katey can tell he’s excited. Is that old skank actually going to put out?

Out of sight from everyone else, Michelle grips James’ shirt and hungrily pulls him toward her.

James shows no hesitation opening his mouth wide and kissing her deeply.

He can’t believe this. He always knew that she was secretly gagging for it.

She reaches down and grabs a handful of his meaty arse cheek.

Trembling from over excitement James fumbles, grabbing at her body.

He would have preferred it if she'd led him somewhere more secluded, but he doesn't want to miss his chance!

His hands glide over her tits while he plunges his tongue into her mouth.

Her fingers quickly undo his buttons and yank at his tie.

He’s been waiting ages for this. She’s only ever let him feel her up and never let his hands go below the waist.

“Oh Michelle. This is great!” he sighs.

Katey is alright, but there’s something about Michelle that’s so... forbidden!

His hand tentatively reaches around to her arse.

He half expects her to slap his hand away like she’s done a thousands times before. But no! She’s letting him go for it.

He feels light headed with the anticipation of going down on her and then fucking her so hard she’ll hardly be able to stand!

“What changed your mind?” he asks.

“Don’t tell me it was watching David Wellings in the exam!”

“Something in the exam, yes” she answers taking his face in her hands and drawing it towards her again.

She impatiently unbuttons his shirt and undoes his tie.

James can’t believe the transformation. She’s always been so shy, like she was afraid to touch his body.

Now it’s like she can’t wait to get his clothes off. Despite his excitement, her aggression feels vaguely unsettling.

He tries to reach for her shirt to take it off too but she pushes his hands away.

“I want to see what I’m getting,” she says excitedly running her hands over his muscular chest.

“Take all your clothes off,” she insists.

James grins tensely, feeling suddenly very sheepish next to this new powerful woman.

With his hands shaking he tries to take off his shirt. Michelle confidently helps him along.

Under her breath Michelle continuously insists, “You’re so sexy James. I want you so bad!”

Clawing his broad chest she says, “I’ve always dreamed about what it would feel like having your big cock inside me.”

“Me too,” he mumbles dropping his shirt.

His dick is pressing painfully in his pants he’s so hot.

Michelle is excited watching his clothes come off and realizing how easy it is to control a guy like this.

All you have to do is promise sex and he’ll do anything!

“Get your trousers and pants off!” she orders him.

James heart beats faster. He can't believe she's making him do this right here in school!

He slowly undoes his belt, clumsily pulling his trousers down for her.

Even though he's bigger and stronger than her, he is suddenly aware that this towering feminine woman is the one who is in control.

Michelle feels a surge of power standing over him and watching him nervously pull his clothes off.

She strokes his strong back as he reaches for his pants.

James laughs nervously pulling his pants down. He can't believe he's actually doing this here where someone might walk in.

Bending next to her and stripping off he becomes aware how vulnerable he is.

Michelle gazes with pleasure at his incredibly built manly body.

She’s never seen his cock before, but has felt it in his trousers pressing against her plenty of times when he was excited.

She always has wanted to see it, but been too conservative to ask knowing it would lead to sex.

Seeing him here naked in the open like this, she can’t help but feel excited.

She loves the feeling of his strong body, trembling and desperate for attention.

Michelle quickly looks down at his dick again, noticing that it responds to her touching and kissing him.

His cock twitches as she strokes his naked body.

James grabs at her, eager to get her clothes off too so he can fuck her and feel like he's in charge again.

Michelle doesn’t bother to fend him off right away.

She loves the feeling of his hot naked body against her.

And she wants him really excited!

She can feel his cock growing and pressing against her black skirt.

She grabs his hip and runs her fingers around to the muscular curve of his arse, exciting him more.

The feeling of her womanly body and her school girls' uniform pressed against him is incredibly stimulating.

She pushes him slightly looking down at how hard his dick is growing.

But he thinks it's strange that he's standing here naked while she hasn't taken a thing off! He can't help but feel like every inch of his body is on show.

His dick rises feeling her beautiful feminine body against him.

She can already feel his dick straining and pushing against her, but Michelle wants it hard as steel with precum dripping out of the aching head.

She kisses him again and pushes him back.

James feels the animal hunger inside him, his balls stirring and full of cum aching for release.

She smells so good he wants to strip her down and lick her entire body all over. It's agonizing the way she's making him wait.

Michelle teases him, squeezing his arse and running her hands all over his naked body.

She grabs his hair asserting her control and power over him.

He feels defenceless here in the open with every part of him on show.

“Oh James,” Michelle whispers holding his face and opening her mouth over his.

Hearing her sexy voice turns him on more. In frustration he presses himself against her, his hard dick and balls pushing against her skirt desperately trying to fuck her.

“You’re making me so horny James,” she sighs.

James murmurs in agreement and grabs her arse.

He can’t take it any longer. After waiting horny and impatient all day he wants to get off now!

He has to get her clothes off so he can stop feeling so awkward and exposed like this. It's making this strange new queasy sensation in his stomach.

He thinks maybe he can slowly pull her clothes off without her really noticing. His hands carefully slide down her body while keeping her lips pressed against his.

His cock twitches in anticipation as his hands slide up under her shirt.

There’s no way she can resist him now!

He yanks at her shirt so violently he almost rips it.

Suddenly she pulls back, pushing his strong hands away.

Michelle pulls her shirt back down even though he continues trying to strip her.

His balls are close to bursting, he's so turned on by this sexy girl he's waited so long for.

“Now its your turn,” James insists desperately. “I will in just a minute,” Michelle promises in her new sexy voice. “I want it to be a surprise.”

James is going out of his mind. His girlfriend Michelle has snuck him out back and convinced him to strip off completely, even though it's something he never believed he could do in the middle of school! With his heart pounding like a jack rabbit's and his balls aching for release, he's desperate to get her clothes off as fast as possible!

Michelle kisses him, feeling his incredible frustration as she rubs up against his naked body and straining erection.

"Come on," he pleads like a little boy. "Take it off!"

"James! Give me a minute. This is my first time."

"You know I'm not like some of the girls," she says challengingly.

She hopes he feels guilty about running to that Katey every time his dick goes stiff. She's determined to teach him a good lesson.

"Stand over there and turn around."

James sighs in frustration, but kisses her imagining what it will be like to turn around and finally see Michelle totally naked!

He self consciously touches his burning hard dick, disturbed by how completely exposed he feels.

"What a sad pervert," Michelle thinks suppressing a laugh. "This will teach you!"

Ever so quietly she sneaks up behind him.

"Shut your eyes," she whispers seductively.

James does as he's told, thinking about Michelle in a lacy pair of panties slowly taking them off.

"No peeking..." she warns him.

"Her red panties all wet from sitting in class... my dick thrusting inside her..." James imagines stroking his dick leaking precum.

His muscles bulge pumping his cock.

A fine layer of sweat covers him from the tension of waiting.

This is the wildest thing he's ever done! Standing here naked, wanking and about to screw his girlfriend in the middle of the school. He's buzzing with nerves.

"Keep your eyes closed until I say," she warns.

She looks his bare body up and down with satisfaction.

His boyish legs are trembling.

His arse cheeks are clenched defensively.

"Don’t turn around until I tell you," she says and rushes out the door.

"Yeah... hurry up!" James says aloud in the empty room.

He can practically smell her moist pussy exposed to the air.

"This is going to be hot!" he thinks stroking his dick.

The build up, waiting to have sex with Michelle for the first time was enough by itself. But the danger of having sex right here is making it doubly exciting and terrifying!

"I want to lick out your pussy and then fuck you so hard…"

"You want it?" he asks exciting himself more.

He listens closely for the sound of her dropping her panties to the floor, but doesn't hear a sound.

"Michelle?" he asks softly.

He wants to open his eyes badly, but is afraid of disobeying her.

"Michelle???" he asks desperately.

A shiver runs through his spine as an ominous feeling comes over him.

"Michelle!" he asks a final time and opens his eyes.

There's no one there! He's naked, hard and completely alone!

A million feelings rush through him, he's so startled and scared.

And where the fuck are his clothes?!?

"FUCKING BITCH!" he shouts and dashes out of the room in a panic.

James hardly knows what he's doing.

He just knows he has to find Michelle and his clothes before anyone sees him!

The students are still milling around, complaining about the exam and giggling about David wanking in class.

Michelle dashes into the exam hall and tosses James' clothes in the bin.

James quickly follows, more frightened then he's ever been in his life and stark naked!

"What the fuck!" he shouts on the brink of tears.

“I want to fuck you so hard your hair will straighten," Michelle reads from the phone.

"Er yeah..." James thinks quickly. "Yeah! Straighten more!"

“We have to avoid Michelle!” she loudly reads the last line of his text.

"Erm," James groans feeling like someone has just ripped all his insides out.

Michelle shakes her head, feeling like she's about to cry. But instead a tremendous feeling of anger wells up inside her.

"This was for Katey."

"No Mich," James feels like he's burning up.

"Katey!!!" she screams shaking the evidence in her hand.

He knows he has to think of something fast. But this doesn't feel real, like a nightmare he's walked into!

She looks at him challengingly like she could crush him with the slightest effort.

"You’ve got it wrong!" he insists. "I would never sleep with Katey."

Michelle looks thoroughly unimpressed. He has to say whatever he can to convince her.

"Everyone knows she’s the school slag. She’s just a bike!"

"Everyone’s ridden her. I only want you. You Michelle!" he says tenderly close to tears.

Michelle reaches back feeling suddenly incredibly powerful...

SMACK!!!

"Pathetic lying prick!" she stares at him coldly.

The slap stings James worse than if 20 guys tackled him on the rugby field.

All the students gasp in amazement seeing the student they feared and followed the most being degraded naked in front of everyone!

His face flies to the side with the power of the impact.

They never thought anyone could touch James!

He whimpers pathetically receiving the slap.

After their initial feeling of amazement, the students all start laughing at him.

Michelle shakes her head at the sorry sight of the naked boy.

Katey marches out from behind James where he didn't realize she was standing.

"School slag?!" she shrieks.

Katey's face, all sensual softness and beauty, suddenly twists up into a hateful mask.

Her uncontrolled hand flies out toward him.

James feels it collide with his other cheek, sending another stinging pain throughout his body.

She hits him so hard he almost stumbles in front of the laughing classmates.

Their eyes go wide and laughter erupts from their throats watching James be so humiliated.

Katey's eyes narrow staring him down, making him feel like the lowest thing on earth.

Buttman is stunned seeing his leader being treated like this.

James quickly tries to pull together his last few shreds of pride in the face of the ridicule he's receiving from his classmates.

Michelle laughs approvingly and looks at Katey seeing a new comrade.

What's happening? He felt so in control just a little while ago!

He rubs his burning face and tastes blood where the inside of his cheek has been cut.

"Fucking bitches," he spits out with determination.

The students freeze up feeling an even bigger fight coming on. James' resolve hardens and continues on.

"You spend the whole fucking morning getting me and my dick here hot and bothered and now you’re not going to put out!"

"Fucking typical!" he shakes his head, working hard to fight back his tears of humiliation.

The girls give each other a conspiratorial look and smile.

They put their arms around each other, knowing that girls always rule over boys and they are going to prove it!

"If you’re so worked up why don’t you have a little wank?" Katey challenges him.

James jaw drops. He stares at them dumbly, unable to respond.

"Yeah! Do a ‘David Wellings.’" Michelle adds.

"Ha. Funny!" James says sarcastically. "Mich, give me my clothes back. We’re through!"

"I thought you said you’re hot and bothered," Katey challenges him.

"Piss off!"

"Wank!" Katey demands.

The students shuffle around the naked boy giggling and looking him up and down.

James stands in the middle of the exam hall feeling sick with embarrassment. He's used to people fearing and respecting him, but he realizes he's turned into an object of humiliation. His cock is still half hard from when Michelle excited him in the toilets and he's aware of the other girls in the class circling around him laughing at it and looking at every inch of his body. Burning with frustration he's ready to run from the room.

This day has spiralled out of control. After the exam James was going to fuck Katey, but now the two infuriated girls are facing him defiantly.

He's about to turn and rush away when Katey says, "James... You know those pictures I took of you last weekend?"

James freezes and feels a chill run through his body. "Yes..." he says weakly.

Everyone in the room listens closely to Katey and giggles in anticipation of what she's going to reveal.

"I’ll text them to the whole school!" Katey promises.

The girls minds race wondering what kind of pictures of James she took!

"And I'll send them to the teachers. And your Mum and Dad unless you wank!"

The girls laugh loudly and stare at James as if they know his every dirty secret.

James frantically looks between the girls, his heart pounding madly and feeling like a trapped animal.

Tracey watches the naked boy tremble in fear, knowing he has to listen to the girls or suffer terribly.

"What are you talking about?" James says lamely. Everyone realizes he must know exactly what she's talking about.

"Katey, Photos! That’s funny, I’ve got some photos of the bastard you’ll love!" Michelle says. "Really, we’ll have to swap!" Katey says.

They turn to him revelling in the advantage they have over him. "Wank!"

James doesn't know what to do. He's never felt this afraid or vulnerable.

The girls stare him down defiantly, making him feel incredibly small and powerless.

His sensitive balls are filled with cum. The sensation of being made to be the centre of attention when he doesn't want to be is something so strange and new.

Michelle suddenly calls out to the rest of James' gang who have been hovering nervously at the back, "Dirtbox, Cumshot, Buttman!"

"You can join him," she says staring at them all expectantly.

"Strip and wank!"

Michelle revels in her new superior position and waits for them all to dare to defy her.

"The whole school wants you to. Right?" Katey adds looking at the girls.

Yeah!" the girls shout in unison.

The girls are buzzing with excitement looking at the boys and waiting for them to follow Michelle's orders.

"James!" Buttman whines hysterically.

"You’re not scared of some stupid pictures, are you?"

James sees the look of warning on Katey's face. He knows she means it. "Just do what they say," he mumbles.

Buttman looks at the other guys. Surely they aren't going to take it this far, but they already look prepared to follow him.

They angrily shuffle toward him, too afraid to disobey James' orders.

Now that their leader has been reduced to a cowering naked boy ready to do whatever the girls say, they are confused.

But they are too weak to rebel against him.

They've always felt far more clever and superior to this group of common girls.

Now they are the ones trembling fearfully while removing their clothes and the girls stare down at them triumphantly.

Buttman furiously yanks off his tie feeling like his pride is being dragged through the mud.

Dirtbox's hands shakily unbutton his shirt feeling incredibly weird doing this in the middle of the school with all the girls watching.

The girls rush around the boys laughing and encouraging them to take it all off!

"I've heard Cumshot has a special kind of willy," Sheila says. Enya laughs wondering what she means.

Michelle and Katey survey the line of men as they clumsily disrobe.

"I'm glad to see your bodies aren't too scarred by all that rugby practice," Katey says looking Dirtbox over.

He awkwardly begins sliding down his pants feeling a new kind of self consciousness about his body.

Buttman yanks off his trousers. He's fuming at having to humiliate himself in front of a bunch of girls like this.

"Come on show us it!" Sheila demands of Cumshot. "I want the other girls to see!"

"I think I read something in one of the toilet stall walls about this," Tracey says.

The girls are brimming with curiosity peering at the guys as they shakily pull off the final layer for them.

Sheila and Tracey laugh seeing Buttman's big white arse.

The blood rushes to his cheeks feeling his privates brutally exposed to them.

His hands dart around his backside as if he can cover it from them, but there's no way he can hide now!

"Go on and wank!" Katey and Michelle demand. The boys tentatively stroke their penises feeling terrified that they have to put on a show for the girls.

Buttman feels like he's gone into shock, seeing and hearing the girls rush around him comparing his body to the other guys.

Kylie peers at James rubbing his dick, trying to arouse himself again. He wants so badly to come but feels strange doing it under this kind of intense pressure.

Dirtbox feels a high bigger than any of the drugs he's tried. The sexy girls staring at him so hungrily sends the blood rushing to his dick, making it harder and more excited than it has ever been before.

"See I told you his is different!" Sheila declares excitedly to the other girls.

"Look at Buttman's penis..."

"and then look at Cumshots and what do you see is missing?!" Buttman and Cumshot blush terribly hearing the girls talk about their dicks.

"Cumshot doesn't have a little hood for the end of it!" Tracey yells.

Deeply embarrassed the brute touches his circumcised cock, a constant source of embarrassment for him growing up when all the other guys were uncut. The sensation of having his difference so publicly exposed is unexpectedly turning him on.

"I hear it's not as fun for guys without one of those hood thingies," Tracey says loudly.

Michelle orders all the guys to sit down so they can watch clearly.

"Come along James, it'll be just like you're all sitting in the boys toilet stalls wanking like you do every lunchtime." Tracey wickedly adds knowing full well the boys can't answer back.

The boys scrape the chairs along the floor, shaking from the idea of touching themselves out in the open like they do in the privacy of their bedrooms.

They sit down in a surly line, almost ready to rebel when Michelle places her hand on James' shoulder saying to him, "Don't forget. If everyone gets one look at those pictures your life will be ruined forever!"

James knows he has no alternative. He strokes his dick feeling every nerve in his body on edge.

Tracey exclaims, "I know why this one is called Cumshot! Watch him go!"

All the girls rush over to see Cumshot pump his hard dick with abandon.

Cumshot's cock is warm and alive in his hand feeling them all around him, willing him to empty his balls.

He's sweating under the strain, his head throbbing in excitement.

The girls stare in amazement while he wanks himself like an animal out of control.

His head rolls back in ecstasy, feeling himself splayed out in the open for the girls to consume with their eyes.

Buttman freezes uncomfortably feeling the girls grab at his privates without permission.

Kylie's eyes rush over all the boys, overwhelmed by line of hard cocks exposed for her.

Cumshot has a strange feeling taking control of his body.

He's pumping his cock like mad, unable to stop.

His whole body writhes in his chair with currents of pleasure thrumming through his body.

He gasps in response to the tingling sensation at the end of his cock.

The cum in his heavy balls sack is churning in dire need of release.

He clenches his arse, his entire body wound up and tense.

The girls look excitedly from one man to the other, watching them grow increasingly excited.

Tracey and Sheila help themselves to the boys' cocks, squeezing and stroking them.

Sliding down his chair, Cumshot jerks his fully erect cock with building strength hearing the girls around him excitedly discuss his actions.

"I don't get why Sheila said it's not as fun for guys with willies like that," Enya says peering over at him. "It looks like he's having a lot of fun!"

"My mother told me all about this," Michelle begins knowledgably.

"Men like Cumshot who are circumcised just have to work harder!"

"But I bet a boy as tough and muscular as him can go for hours," she adds rubbing his broad shoulders, making Cumshot laugh nervously.

Michelle loves getting a full look at all the boys like this, naked and showing all their potential.

Cumshot winces in pain he's so excited and desperate to shoot.

"Looks like your mate over there is giving you some competition," Michelle taunts James squeezing his neck.

Cumshots fist works around his cock at a furious pace.

He can't stop it now! The cum is rushing up his dick.

He gives a loud groan ready to explode.

The cum floods out of his dick, making all the girls turn to watch him.

His body thrashes in the chair, unhinged by the power of his orgasm while all his classmates watch.

Cum gushes out of his dick onto the floor while Michelle shouts in excitement seeing what she's made him do.

Enya loves how much she's learning about boys in school today!

"The silly wanker can't stop himself!" Michelle laughs.

Cumshot stares down at the mess he's made in amazement.

He stands up, feeling a terrible sense of shame come over him.

He can't believe how his hard cock somehow took over.

With his hands covered in spunk and his aching dick still leaking, he doesn't know what to do standing in the centre of the exam hall.

He sits back down exhausted feeling Michelle come up behind him to laugh and look at his hard dick.

Buttman continues stroking his hard dick, feeling a strange mixture of disgust at having to expose himself to the girls like this and desire to empty his balls.

He pouts like an immature little boy made to do something he says he hates but secretly loves.

His whole body has never felt so alive, stroking his dick in full view of everyone.

Sheila is mesmerized by James' big cock as she strokes his full balls sack.

Michelle grabs his shoulders and says, "I'm glad I can see you for what you are now James..."

"a dirty wanker that will get off any chance he can get!"

Tracey grips his dick and jerks it with a twisting motion.

Buttman rapidly yanks on his swelling cock, unable to moan and fully let himself go because he's so ashamed of his uncontrollable desire to come.

The girls gasp and giggle seeing the thick white cum spill out of his cock.

He wants to curl into himself and hide, even though he has an incredible feeling of release and excitement coming in front of the girls.

"You are going to be in so much trouble when Miss Wolfheart sees you!" Michelle says.

But he can't stop himself from emptying his balls completely now.

Even while cum is still dripping from the tip of Buttman's cock, James shoots his load all over the floor.

"Look!" Sheila exclaims pointing at James' cock, but the girls are too excited watching Buttman shamefully continue to rub his penis.

James hunches over stroking his red cock and feeling the cum rush out.

The girls look around in amazement watching boys all over coming onto the school floor.

Tracey and Sheila are mesmerized by this beautifully built rugby star having an orgasm right in front of them!

Tracey rubs his muscular thigh staring at the straining veins in his hard cock.

The girls think the boys should be made to do this every day after lessons.

James feels such an oddly different feeling from when he comes after being with one girl.

Coming in front of a group of girls like this makes him feel powerless and ashamed, but at the same time makes his orgasm ten times more intense because of it.

He continues stroking his dick feeling the come rush out and all the wide-eyed girls watching him.

"James! Look what you did!" Michelle says playfully reproaching him.

All the girls laugh seeing him blush at the puddle of cum he's made in front of him.

"Better hope that Miss Wolfheart doesn't slip in that!" Michelle says.

The girls watch him delicately stroke his burning hard cock, trying to get the last dregs of cum out.

With his warm cum dribbling down the chair and his big legs, he squeezes the tip making it drip onto the floor.

James doesn't know what to do now. How will he ever overcome the shame of this?

He feels like an object of ridicule hearing all the girls and his friends laugh, seeing him lose control of himself.

No sooner has he performed for the girls, then they've forgotten him and order Dirtbox to sit between them all.

He eagerly rushes between them.

His dick is hard and throbbing in his hand.

Dirtbox feels powerfully alive, bucking his hips with his dick ready to explode.

His bright pink balls bounce, the mounting pressure making it unbearable.

He squeezes his cock and jerks it so hard it turns his knuckles white.

The cum bursts from his cock with incredible power!

It flies through the air with a power that startles all the captivated girls.

The girls can't believe there was so much cum in that little pouch under his dick.

Dirtbox moans in relief feeling the wonderful release and intense high from being watched exhibiting himself like this.

He shuts his eyes enjoying the euphoria of the moment and feeling more coming.

The girls cheer and clap seeing him shoot more.

He rubs his throbbing dick with his wet fingers.

The girls look at the massive amounts of cum splashed across the floor.

"He's been saving that up!" Katey guesses.

"No, I reckon he comes so much cause he wanks every night!" Tracey says.

"Maybe he's never done it before," Sheila taunts him.

The girls look again at the huge mess all over the floor.

"That's why boys are so dirty," Tracey says.

"I bet the floors of their bedrooms are caked in the stuff," Sheila laughs.

While the girls are still giggling and circling around the boys, David bursts back into the exam hall!

The wilful girls have pressured the bullies of the school to wank off while they watch and touch their bodies as much as they like. While the boys are sprawled across the chairs feeling exhausted and drained, the girls laughter makes them feel deeply ashamed of their uncontrollable desire to ejaculate. But before they've even fully comprehended what just happened, David bursts into the room.

"There they are," David shouts to Miss Wolfheart while pointing to the naked boys and clutching his dick aching after its powerful workout.

Miss Wolfheart scowls in disgust and looks around the room furiously. Naughty boys are everywhere she sees.

"We're glad you're here," Katey anxiously says. "The boys went wild and ripped all their clothes off."

"Yeah they waved their thingies at us and then made a mess like David Wellings did," Enya confirms.

All the girls chime in with horrific accounts of the boys antics. Dirtbox leaps to his feet, clutching his sore dick and balls.

"What on Earth?!" Miss Wolfheart thunders in astonishment.

"They made me touch it, Miss," Sheila cries. "They're lying!" the boys shout in unison.

"Lying!" Miss Wolfheart shouts incredulously making a dash for the boys.

"I can see from your shameless state of undress who is lying!" she shouts quickly grabbing a cane she keeps for disobedient boys like these.

She rushes at the boys, raising her cane in the air while the naked boys desperately leap from their chairs.

"Disgusting! Dirty boys!" she shouts aiming right for their tender backsides.

James grabs for the clothes that Michelle stole from him while Miss Wolfheart goes after the members of his gang.

He's shaking in fear and shock after his massive orgasm in front of the girls.

Dirtbox frantically tries to find his underwear to put back on.

But there's no time as Miss Wolfheart rushes at them with her vicious cane slicing through the air. They girls laugh hysterically at the sight of the trembling boys.

Her cane flies through the air and lands on the tip of his half erect penis.

Dirtbox cries out in pain while Miss Wolfheart raises her cane again for another blow.

He leaps for the door, the cane stinging his bare arse and his dick and balls flapping in the air as he runs.

James and Dirtbox run out of the room naked and screaming with their backsides sore and their dicks still leaking cum.

Miss Wolfheart turns to Buttman cringing in his chair and protectively covering his dick from the enraged teacher's blows.

He yelps as the cane slices into his back, making him leap up from the chair.

Miss Wolfheart relentlessly thrashes his bare arse cheeks with the cane making him dance ridiculously after each painful blow.

"I'll teach you how to act during an exam!" Miss Wolfheart screams at the boys while chasing after them.

The girls fall against each other laughing and pointing at the terrified lads who are running around the exam hall with their dicks and balls bouncing in the open.

"You naughty wicked little thing," she shouts aiming right for Buttman's shrivelling pink dick. Cumshot grabs his clothes and rushes out of the room, tripping over his feet.

Buttman scurries around the room, trying desperately to escape from the painful cane.

His arse is throbbing and a few welts are already growing on his arse as he runs for the door.

Miss Wolfheart raises the cane high in the air and aims right for the pink area of his bottom.

Buttman cries out feeling the cane hit his already sore arse and hears the girls laughing at the sorry sight of him.

Miss Wolfheart shakes her head at the naked boys running from the exam hall while the girls watch feeling triumphant and proud they've been able to so thoroughly humiliate each of them.

Exam Day