Nude Protest At My All-Boys School 02

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Chapter 2: Toys at School

The next morning, protest energy was everywhere. More guys walked the halls naked like it was a new uniform, dicks flopped up and down the halls, giving me confusing feels, and the teachers had given up pretending they could stop it. I saw a whole diversity of dicks, big and small, thick and thin, mostly soft, some with random boners they were trying to ignore. I was shocked I had never paid attention to male bodies during all those years in gym showers and wrestling locker rooms and all that. Most of us were stripped down to our bare asses before class even started. Tyler grinned at me in the hallway. My mind flashed to him cumming on my face through my fleshlight the day prior, and my mind went blank. I still thought I was straight, but the nudity protest and the carefree dick swinging was driving me crazy, and my admiration of Tyler was evolving rapidly. He walked up and flicked my dick with a finger as if he was saying hi. “You bring it?”

I felt the blood rush to my crotch, and subtly moved my textbook in front to hide it.

I nodded. “Yeah. But dude, this is kind of insane.”

“Exactly,” he said. “Pass it around in class. We already figured out the rules. First one to get caught gets a punishment.”

My eyes went wide, and I just watched him walk into class, his taut butt bouncing with each step.

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Halfway through math, I had still avoided pulling out the toy, the fear of being naked myself controlling me. I gulped and started sweating as I saw Tyler work his long, thick meat pole into firmness under his desk. Some of the other guys were snickering and pointing at him. Even with the nudity, straight up playing with yourself was a significant escalation. Besides some side glances, Mr. Johnson either didn't notice or didn't want to, and he just went on with his lecture.

Tyler eventually reached into my bag himself and pulled out the Fleshlight and the lube. He slid it onto himself under the desk, smirking as it made a squelch that was hard to ignore. The guys' chuckling elevated briefly before they subtly shushed each other and pretended nothing was happening. Half of them were already getting hard in anticipation, and I was leaking down onto the floor beneath my desk.

Tyler looked right at me and mouthed “Game on.” He stroked a few times, then slid it off and passed it to Dolph. Dolph faked a sneeze while he worked it under cover of his desk, making himself hard in seconds, an average dick with a big, red tip. He made faces that got Nico to nearly choke on his own laughter. AJ looked like he wanted to crawl out the window out of shyness, but he still took his turn, muttering, “This is so fucking stupid,” as he pumped himself into it quickly and shoved it along. I couldn't see AJ's dick, but with his small body frame and boyish face, I assumed he wasn't packing much heat, but the squelch he made when he entered it was louder than expected.

One by one it circled the desks, the guys pretending to take notes and actively listen to the lesson on differential equations while secretly using it. My heart pounded waiting for my turn, watching their faces one by one as they morphed from laughing and broey jokes to actually enjoying it a bit too much, and stopping themselves before they nutted inside it. Tyler slipped it back to me, but instead of letting me go solo, as soon as I got my dick inside it he replaced my hand, making me squirm while he pushed hard under the desk, his arm pressed against my thigh as he slowly worked me toward the edge. He was somehow expert at not letting it make squelching sounds, but my problem was coming from my throat. I couldn't hold back the sensations coming from inside. I started to breathe heavily. I glanced at Tyler, my eyes pleading with him.

“Don’t moan, buddy,” he whispered, and his movement under my desk didn't slow down at all.

I tried. I really did. But when he pressed the toy down until it buried me to the base, my whole cock swallowed by it, I lost control. The heat of it and the pressure of Tyler’s thigh against mine scrambled my brain. The scent of him, the way his arm pinned me in, it all blended into something I couldn’t block out. A muffled groan leaked out before I could stop it.

The room went dead quiet. Every pen froze mid-scratch. Chairs creaked as guys stiffened and stared at their desks. Mr. Johnson's head snapped up, eyes narrowing right at me. “What was that?”

Tyler didn’t flinch. He smirked and gave my leg a squeeze under the desk like he was proud of himself for making me break. I panicked, grabbing the toy before it could slip off my cock, pretending to shuffle papers. My heart thudded so loud I was sure the whole class could hear it.

Everyone stared at their desks. My face burned hot. Tyler smirked,  pulling his hand back, and leaving the toy on my cock, which I had to grab again before it fell. I did my best to avoid letting on what we had been doing, sliding the toy back into my bag like nothing had happened. But still, I’d lost the game, thanks to Tyler.

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After class, the team cornered me in the hallway, laughing. Tyler clapped my butt cheek. “Loser. You know what that means.”

They tossed out punishment ideas. “Public spanking.” “Eat the cafeteria meatloaf.”

Someone threw out the idea, “Let Tyler helicopter in your face.” Tyler smirked at me, "Done that, any other ideas?"

Dolph looked at him confused. "You did what?"

"I put my dick on his face yesterday," Tyler said casually, but with a smile.

They started laughing. "Why did you let him do that?" AJ asked me, holding his backpack over his crotch, clearly still nervous about being naked with everyone, even with the free spiritedness of it all. 

"I honestly don't know," I said, shrugging, "he wanted to see if it was bigger than my face."

"Yeah, it clearly is," AJ said, "just look at it, it's huge."

"He held the fleshlight for me while I fucked it too," Tyler said, scrolling through his phone as he had lost some interest in the conversation.

"Oh, that could be the punishment," Dolph said, "He should jerk us all off with it."

I pretended to groan. “You guys are assholes.” Inside, I didn’t even mind. I wanted it.

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At lunch, we slipped behind the bleachers, all of us already naked from the protest. I held the toy, slick with lube. The guys were ready, touching themselves and ready to get jerked off to completion. First up was Dolph, the big guy, who still had a six pack and dumptruck ass. He guided my hand with the toy in it down to his crotch, and aimed his dick at it. I started working him quickly while the other guys watched, glancing around to make sure the coast was clear. One by one the guys stepped up, thrusting into it while I steadied it, trying to look annoyed while my own cock was hard as hell and leaking freely. Nico took a turn and groaned fast, throbbing inside the toy while the others jabbed that he was a quick trigger. Dolph went back in, and thrust quickly, holding my arm to keep it steady, then grunted and muttered “bulk season gains,” while he filled up the toy his his cum. Tyler slowly walked up to me and just stood there. I grabbed his cock myself, while he made eye contact with me the whole time, smirking as I pressed the toy onto him. His defined muscles and golden tan with his short blonde hair looked especially model-like in the sunlight. With every thrust, he groaned and held me a bit tighter. At one point he was holding me by both hips, even venturing back a bit and gripping my perky little ass, while I held the fleshlight in front of me next to my own hard dick like it was my actual pussy.

We were running out of time before the bell, when AJ stepped forward. Quiet, mild-mannered AJ, the smallest of us. He hadn’t been hard all morning, at least not while I had seen it, his soft dick hanging like everyone else’s, just an average flaccid penis, but now it swelled in front of us, revealing that he was a huge grower. His cock sprang up massive, thick and long, looking even bigger on his smaller, boyish frame. His dark brown curls went down his forehead a bit and contrasted with his pale skin. In whatever mood we had concocted with our mixed hormones and boundary pushing, the word "cute" came to mind for the first time in my life while looking at a male. Maybe even "hung twink" if the words I had learned from twitter were correct. The guys stared, wide-eyed. “No fucking way,” Nico muttered. Even Tyler's eyes were a bit fixated on it, like he had some real competition for the first time.

AJ looked nervous at first, but then his expression shifted. Suddenly, he grabbed my head with surprising force and pulled my head down to his crotch, shoving himself into my mouth. I fell down to my knees, trying to hold the toy for Tyler while AJ escalated things in my mouth. “Gotta hurry up before lunch ends, and there's still four guys you owe a nut,” he said, his voice steadier than I’d ever heard it. My lips stretched wide around him, drool spilling as I gagged and tried to keep pace while he held me steady and thrusted. I couldn't believe little AJ was a hung boy and ready to be dominant when the moment called for it. 

The others reacted instantly.

“Holy shit,” Nico blurted, eyes wide.

“Where the hell was that hiding all year?” Dolph said, leaning in closer.

Tyler tilted his head, smirking but watching carefully. “Guess AJ was full of surprises.”

"I'm a grower," AJ said through clenched teeth as he kept going, and I didn’t stop him. My hands gripped the toy while Tyler held my hips in place, grounding me as AJ used my mouth, his size filling me in a way none of us had expected. The shock on the guys’ faces only added to the intensity, and it made AJ push harder, clearly enjoying the attention.

Tyler smirked, leaning down a little. "Careful, champ. Looks like AJ might be a lot to handle."

AJ grunted between thrusts. "Not trying to steal your crown. Just gotta get a nut in before lunch ends."

"Fair enough," Tyler said, chuckling, his hand squeezing my hip a little tighter as if to remind me whose side I was on. My eyes flicked up at him while AJ pressed in deeper.

AJ’s groans built fast, his rhythm breaking down as his cock twitched in my mouth. With one last thrust he pulsed hot into the back of my throat. Cum dripped down my chin as he pulled out, leaving me gasping, spit and his load dripping down onto my chest. AJ gave me a sheepish grin as he tried to wipe away the mess on his dick, squeezing out one last drop and flicking it onto my forehead like he wanted to mark me as I stood up. 

Tyler spread the spot of AJ's cum across my forehead with his thumb, and announced, "Simbaaa", making me and the guys laugh. Then I took another leap, and grabbed Tyler's balls. "You gonna cum for me too?"

He smirked, "Good boyyyyy!" and pressed harder into the toy, pushing through the back of it with his thick monster, touching my balls every time, until he released and started pouring cum out onto my dick. I swiped a bit of it with my finger and brought it to my mouth. I dropped the toy, letting it fall of his dick and onto the grass, as he pressed my shoulders down until I was back on my knees.

I wiped my mouth, turned to the rest of them, and smiled a bit nervously.

Tyler grabbed my face, pinching my cheeks in with one hand and looked at the rest of the guys like he was going to pimp me out to them. “Who’s next?”