Exposed 9

Exposed 9
by Steam Train

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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains 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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A series of unrelated short stories capturing the humiliation and embarrassment suffered by the stories character when their late or early development is exposed upon being made naked in public.

Story Nine

I started 6th grade at Tate Middle School after the summer holidays having spent my formative years at the nearby Cleveland Elementary School. I have an older sister but she is 14 years older than me. She helped mum look after me when I was a baby but she moved out of home when she went to college. I was only 3 at that time and after that I had little to do with her except on family occasions. Therefore I grew up with my own company at home and as a consequence of this, it was like I was an only sibling and by the start of this school year when I was 11 ½, I had become quite a shy and modest sort of guy.

You can imagine therefore the shock when on the second day at my new school my new P.E. teacher Mr. Murdoch informed all of us boys in our new class that it was school policy sanctioned by the PTA that all boys were to shower after P.E.

I had set off to school that morning like a large group of my fellow 6th grade boys wearing my gym clothes under my street clothes. Of course I had absolutely no intention of showering after P.E. and had not bought my swimmers.

I was obviously not the only one to have the same thoughts as one of my new class mates a boy of Indian decent, Riah Cibup asked Mr. Murdoch the very thought I had been thinking.

"I didn't bring my swimmers sir"

"You wont need swimmers son!", Mr. Murdoch replied, "Showers are for cleaning your body, how can you clean your body thoroughly if your body is still partially covered?"

It was a statement not a question really. Riah was too shocked to answer as was I.

We were soon instructed to change into our gym clothes which for me was simple as all I had to do was take my covering street clothes off. I had been really looking forward to P.E. but right through this first lesson at my new school my mind was focused on the impending showers.

When you get any large group of guys together you get a wide variety of body shapes and personalities. As it was the beginning of the school year nearly all the guys in the class were still 11 though I knew one of the guys from my old elementary school had just turned 12 years old, as I had attended his birthday party only last week.

All through elementary school I had been one of the bigger kids in my classes. Now that I was in Middle School I was still one of the tallest, if not the tallest kid in the whole 6th grade at 5 feet 7 inches. Most of the guys were still short and skinny though a smaller number were short and fat.

When we came in from the gym there was much noise and carry on as you would expect when you get a room full of boys our age. I was surprised how few of the guys seemed to care about Mr. Murdoch's naked shower edict. In a very short time most of the guys in my class stripped off and totally naked moved across the change room towards the showers, their flaccid penises flopping up and down and left to right as they moved over to form a line outside the showers awaiting Mr. Murdoch's instructions to commence showering.

The size of my fellow classmates genitals varied greatly. Brett Langham's penis was long and skinny even flaccid and his balls were big compared to most other guys in the line. They hung down in plain view, but they still looked like a boy's balls, not a grown ups. Drew Richard's penis was only slightly smaller than Brett's, but his balls were much smaller. Then there were guys like Jonathan Crookwell whose penis was no bigger than an eight year olds and his balls were equally as small. I would have been embarrassed to be so small but at that moment I had my own embarrassing problem to overcome.

You see unlike all the other boys who had lined up naked I had pubic hair, dark coarse curly hair that in the last year had grown to cover the base of my penis and had spread over my whole pubic area. Hair had even begun to grow on my scrotum. My testicles were far plumper than any of the boys even Brett Langham's and like his they were hanging down, the skin of my balls was darker in colour and rougher in texture than any of the boys I could observe. My penis had also grown a lot in the last year and was much longer and thicker than any of the other guys. I know because occasionally I have measured it and that flaccid it is four inches and erect it is five and a half.

I didn't want to be different to all my peers and until this moment had not realized that I was so different to everyone else. After all my dad had pubes so I had thought nothing of them when they started growing when I was ten and a half. Dad was also so well hung in the genitals that I felt small compared to his, so again I didn't realize I was so much better endowed than the other boys my age.

I was already very modest and this latest revelation didn't do anything to help me. Apart from a couple of equally shy guys I was almost the last to undress. I thought about covering up but decided that would draw the attention of Mr. Murdoch to myself. He had already told Jonathan and Riah to stop playing with themselves and place their hands by their sides as they stood waiting in the line.

The moment I turned to walk across to the line I could see people looking at me. Then one guy who had seen me would nudge the guy in front or behind him and so by the time I took my place at the back of the line everyone was whispering about me. I knew what they were talking about too as all eyes were fixated on my groin.

I could feel my face burning with humiliation. I now knew I was a freak! Fitting too as my name is Philip Freake.

The first comment I actually heard was from Ashley Piermann. Who exclaimed, "Look at Freake he's a real freak"

Unfortunately for Ashley, Mr. Murdoch over heard him as well. Not a good way to start your relationship with a new teacher. Ash was sent to the back of the line two behind me and the whole class got a lecture about accepting peoples differences whilst we all stood there before Mr. Murdoch stark naked.

To my surprise Mr. Murdoch concluded his little lecture with a cryptic remark to Ashley that people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. He then concluded with the comment that he was sure given the choice most of the girls in the school would prefer a developed guy like Philip to a hairless little boy with immature genitals like Ashley still had.

All of a sudden I felt good about myself and delighted in Ashley standing there his two inch flaccid penis and small tight scrotum the centre of renewed scrutiny for the other guys.

Word spreads quickly and within a week I had girls, girls that I had never known and girls who I knew but would never of dreamed of talking too coming up to me and starting to make conversation. I had guys doing the same thing. Truth be told it was the guys that really interested me. Since seeing my classmates naked at the end of every PE lesson I had become very aroused whenever I saw a good-looking guy my age whether clothed or naked. It was as if something inside me had been unlocked and could now not be closed any more.

I soon realized that Mr. Murdoch was correct which soon led some of the other boys in the 6th grade to envy me and lots of others to make friends with me. I was no longer the freak but the youngest jock in the middle school! This gave me great influence and power. I tried not to overuse that power but sometimes it is just so hard not to take advantage of the situation.

As well as being well developed I am pretty smart as well. Yeah I'm pretty good at sports too. Some guys get all the luck, some don't, I was lucky I guess! I know that the age you start puberty is determined in your genes but a lot of the guys in my grade didn't. It was just too easy to convince them that there was a quick way of making them look like me!

So my infatuation with guys now had an outlet. It wasn't hard really to get a result that made the other guys think I was onto something real. Brett Langham had balls that looked like they had begun puberty so I worked on him first. Pretty easy actually, I told him he had good sized balls and a penis that girls would really go for but the lack of hair was his problem. Within a week he was taking therapy from me.

The secret I told Brett and the boys who I convinced to join me, was to have someone else jerk you off. You could jerk yourself off real often I told them but being jerked off by someone else was more stimulating and would really add to the effect of their daily private jerk off sessions.

Within weeks we were having circle jerk offs and I was the principal masturbator. I guessed correctly about Brett being the closest to puberty after me. Within 6 weeks he had sprouted his first tiny pubic hairs and as soon as this happened my 'therapy' sessions were proved to work!!

I think the greatest enjoyment came when Ashley Piermann joined my therapy group. Now here was guy who had really suffered since beginning at middle school. Apparently at his old elementary school, which was not mine, he was one of the jock's but this year his status had slipped and now word had got out to the girls of Mr. Murdoch's comment and how he was still a little boy down there where it really mattered.

Ashley like all the guys in my class was still totally hairless and unfortunately for him had a smaller than average sized penis compared to the other guys in our class. An equally small ball sack accompanied his small penis. His sack was so small in fact that his testicles were almost completely hidden by his penis. I couldn't help staring at Ashley's skinny, just over two inch erect penis, which was pointing up at forty five degrees toward the ceiling the first time I jerked him off in a therapy session.

Many dry cum's were experienced by Ashley before he finally hit puberty in the 8th grade at 13 1/2 years of age. Most of the other guys had started puberty y then, but surprisingly a lot of them continued to come over to my place and join the jerk off circle.

Ashley you ask? Well were still friends, real close friends if you know what I mean, even though he has now started puberty. He never calls me 'The freak' anymore and I keep him shaved and his testicles emptied just so he remembers his place!

The End