Frank Downey - Naked In School

"Huh?" Tina asked. She hadn’t heard about the buddy system, and so I explained it-and that Amanda was my buddy. "Waitaminnit-Amanda Frazier is walking around buck-naked too? I’m shocked she had the guts. Talk about baring yourself-if you do it physically, doing it metaphorically is sure to follow."

"That’s what I meant," I told Tina. "Actually, I think she’s struggling with this-though she’s not admitting it. But I’ve seen a crack or two in her armor."

"Good, she needs it cracked," Tina said. "There’s a nice, real, person in there, from what I’ve seen, struggling to get out."

"Hey, we all have our armor. Shyness is mine," I admitted. "Losing myself in hero-worship for a girl that didn’t even know I existed was another."

"Good point," Mom interjected. "She knows you exist now, I’ll bet. But now I know why having heras your buddy might be a bit difficult. The girl of your dreams, stark-naked and next to you."

"Yup, three periods a day, and we ate lunch together yesterday. She was even there when Maggie gave me the blowjob. And Ms. T has promised up some adventures in anatomy in Biology-and that means bothof us."

"Maybe now’s the time to tell her how you feel?" Mom said.

"Nope. No way, no how. Not, at least, until I have some clotheson!"

After that interesting exchange, I went to school. I didn’t wear a lot-what was the point? As I got to the entrance where I had to disrobe, I saw the crowd had already gathered. I also saw Amanda walking towards me.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi yourself," I replied. "Ready to go get nekkid?" I teased.

"Sure thing." We walked towards the entrance. The crowd parted, and applauded.

"Hey," someone shouted, "you guys need any help getting undressed?"

"Yeah, I’ll definitely help!" I recognized Maggie’s voice, and just laughed.

"Hey, I’ve got a better idea," Maggie continued. "You know what I want to see? I want to see them undress each other." There were shouts of agreement and encouragement all around. "That’d be a great show."

Oh shit. "Well, I don’t know," I said.

"Come on, Jared, it’s a reasonable request, you know it is," Maggie maintained.

"She’s right," Amanda whispered. "OK, we’ll do it. It is a reasonable request," she told the crowd. I felt a lump in my throat like you wouldn’t believe.

"Look, relax. It’ll be fine," she whispered again. "Do you want to undress me first, or should I go first?"

"Umm, you’d better go first," I told her.

"My pleasure." She started with my tee shirt. When that was off, she crouched down. On the way down, she ran her hand down my stomach, which didn’t help my nervousness one bit, let me tell you. Then she reached for the waistband of my shorts, and down they went. Next, the underpants. They were quickly gone, I stepped out of them, and Amanda stood up. Smiling at me. And, oy, she gave my dick a quick squeeze on the way up.

Shit. I should’ve gone first.

Anyhow, the crowd applauded, and I grinned and gave a little bow. Then it was my turn. And, to make things worse, Amanda hadn’t dressed for simplicity of shedding garments. Her blouse had a gazillion buttons, and my hands were shaking.

She noticed. "Relax. It’s OK." She smiled at me as I finallygot through all the buttons and slipped her blouse off of her. She was so damn gorgeous, I couldn’t stand it.

"Do the skirt next. There’s a button on my left hip." I undid the button, and slid the skirt down her legs. She stepped out of it. Just in her underwear, she was breathtaking. She was wearing a frilly pink bra, and her panties were similarly frilly and pink.

"I’m gonnafuck up the clasps on the bra," I said. She just laughed. I motioned for her to spin around, but she shook her head no. She was going to make me reach around, dammit. When I did, she put her hands on my sides. Damn damn damn. Somehow, and I don’t know how, I managed to get her bra undone.

I slipped it off, took a big gulp, and went for the panties. Like her, I had to crouch down. When she stepped out of them, her pussy was at eye-level.

I cannot possibly describe how hard I was at that point. I also noticed, with no small degree of astonishment, that she was wet. Amazing. She was as turned on by this as I was. She certainly hid it better. Well, maybe not completely-as I stood up, I noticed she was blushing. I also noticed something in her eyes-something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. She smiled at me, and bowed to the cheering crowd.

The bell rang, to our cheering section’s dismay. "Sorry, time to go," Amanda said, and we went into the door. To my utter shock, she grabbed my hand. Then she leaned into me and whispered, "That was the most sensual thing I’ve everdone. Thank you." I couldn’t speak.

We walked to English, our first class, and what an adventure thatwas. At one point, she was being fondled by some guy, and I had a girl’s hand around my dick-and we were still holding hands. I don’t know what was more thrilling, having my dick being fondled, or holding Amanda’s hand.

Damn, I needed relief. But the only person I wanted to do it was her, and I couldn’t ask. I just couldn’t.

After all that, English was uneventful. Except she kept grinning at me.

After English, I had gym. I hadn’t had it yesterday, as the gym was being used. So, this was my first time. We had to use the opposite sex’s locker room. So, I was on full display in a locker room full of naked girls. They kept pointing and giggling and reaching out for a quick grab. That’s when I realized something had happened to me-because I didn’t mind. At all. It was fun. And when the gym teacher asked me if I needed relief, I said, what the hell. Melissa Thomas, a girl I knew a little bit, offered to help out. Without Amanda there in the room, I was able to relax, and Melissa jerked me off very well. I came all over her hand. Showering aftergym was reallyan adventure. Three girls jerked me off in the shower.

If anything, at least The Program was giving me somesemblance of a sex life!

The rest of the morning went fine, and then it was time for lunch. Followed by Biology. And Amanda.

She sat with me at lunch again. "How was your morning?"

"Fine," I told her.

"You take any relief?" she teased.

"Actually, yes. In gym. After undressing you, and then having an entire locker room of girls grabbing my weenie, I suppose I needed it."

She giggled. "I wish they’d change the damn rules so Icould get some relief!" I’m an idiot. I should’ve offered. I could’ve moved over to sit next to her, done her under the table, and no one would have been the wiser. But, like I said, I’m an idiot.

I probably would’ve cursed myself for being an idiot all day, except for what happened next. We chatted about nothing much through lunch, and then we went to Biology.

That’s where it happened.

I still couldn’t believe what had happened that morning. I can’t describe how undressing him-and having him undress me-made me feel. What I found out that, even when you’d been running around naked all day, that having someone actually undress you was really, really intimate. It made me tingle all over. And having Jake Rogers stick his finger in my…pussy (see, I cansay it) wasn’t nearly as intimate as having Jared hold my hand while it was happening.

I think I learned something. It was going to take some time to process exactly what, though.