Davy, the Most Popular Kid in School

Davy, the Most Popular Kid in School - Part 5
By Darwin's Duck

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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With his bag over his right shoulder and the note in his hand, Davy had a hard time covering himself as he left the main office. Some students already in the hallway, an older boy standing across from the door spotted Davy first.

"Davy's still naked!" he yelled excitedly down the hall.

Once again cheers echoed in the halls, and the chant of, "DAVY, DAVY, DAVY, DAVY!" started again.

Instantly girls surrounded him again, giggling rang in Davy's ears as the chanting of his name died down. All the girls seem to speak at once with questions and comments,

"Why are you still naked Davy?"

"Where're your clothes?"

"Who did it?"

"I love you Davy."

"Can I be your girlfriend?"

"You're so sexy."

The girls were crowding him so much he could barely move. Hand were all over him, some were soft and gently petting his butt, and inside his thighs. Others were grabbing hard, trying to stop him, and move his last protection, his hand on his groan. All the attention was getting to Davy, he didn't feel like he was in school anymore, he was now a rock star with all his adoring fans pulling at him as he left a concert. The hands, and girls blowing on his skin and in his ears took effect on his dick at once. He could feel it growing up, and soon he wouldn't be able to contain it with just one hand.

One girl yelled out, "Show us your cock!" and cheer and laughter rang around Davy. He was now as hard as he had ever been, the top of his dick peaking out from under his hand, unable to find a way out of the crowd, Davy knew he was in trouble.

"Please let me through, I need to go class." Davy yelled, but the girls didn't listen or couldn't hear. There was a new chant around Davy, one he could not believe.

"Show us your cock! Show us your cock!" the girls around him yelled. Davy was dazed from all that was happening, the hallway felt like it was swirling around him. Davy started to feel like he was floating just above his body again.

"Okay! Okay! If I do, will please let me go to class?" Davy asked with amazement.

The girls around him screamed, "Yes! Yes! Please."

Davy wonders if these girls were in heat of something. As the girls hands ran over his body, his dick already rock hard from the attention, Davy closed his eyes tight, the girls stepped back with anticipation. Davy, panting from excitement, quickly raised both hands in the air and arched his back. The cheers and screams around Davy lead him to put his fingers in his ears, as the girls converged back on him, hands felling and grabbing everything. Their soft hands working over his already stiff cock it didn't take long and Davy was shooting his cum all over the girls in front of him. But instead of sounds of discuss, like Davy thought he would hear, there were cheers again.

"He came, he came!" the girls yells, and there were claps and whistles all through the hall. And the chant of his name started again. Davy, eyes still shut tight, took his fingers out of his ears again and raised his hands over his head again, "Thank you and good night" he thought to himself, leaning his head back.

Bringing Davy's celebration to a close, the second bell rang, and everyone ran to class. Opening his eyes, hands still in the air, he saw the last of the students going into their classes. Davy also saw a tall, muscular man standing about 6 feet away from him in a tweed jacket, arms crossed, leaning against the lockers, a small smile across his lips.

"Having fun?" the man asked.

"Um, it was the only way they would let me pass, I couldn't go to class." Davy nervously tried to explain. If this teacher had seen the whole thing, why hadn't he stopped those girls from attacking him, Davy thought.

"Davy, my name is Dave too, Dr. Dave Whiten. But most of the students call me Dave." the man said still smiling.

"But we are suppose to call teachers by their last names." Davy said confused.

"I'm not a teacher, I'm what they call a student advocate, and I'm a psychologist. Think of me as part guidance counselor, part negotiator. I'm who you can talk to if you feel you can't talk to a teacher or administrator." Dave explained. "Do you want to talk?"

"No, I just need to get to class." Davy said.

"Fine, run along." Dave replied.

"Don't you want to know why I'm naked?" Davy asked.

Dave looks at Davy for a moment, still with a slight smile on his face, "Oh, I think I know why." he answered, and walked away.