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 It had been a lot of fun, watching the boys strip down for an entire
classroom of starry eyed art girls.  All the same, Shelly was glad to get
back to her favorite place, the locker room.  Watching the naked boys was
thrilling, but she wanted to get in some of her hands on interviewing.  It
was a day for weightlifting practice.  Muscle studs fresh from their
workouts.  She couldn't wait, especially since her chaperone this time was
Mindy.  Not much was off limits with Mindy.  "This is going to be fun,"
Mindy gushed.

   Shelly's guest this time was a girl that she really owed.  It was kind
of funny though.  Skunk was the school's criminal element.  She was wild
and even violent, but she seemed more than a little nervous about this. 
"You're sure this is okay?"

   Shelly said, "Come on, Skunk.  You've been down here before."

   "Yeah, but that was with Miss Bridle."

   Mindy told her happily, "Miss Bridle and Miss Hartick both have
confidence in me, I guess.  Now, which boy was it you wanted to see?"

   "Any of them," Skunk said.  "Wendell though, that's Lita's boyfriend,
and I told her that I was going to visit him."

   Shelly nodded.  "I'm sure he'll love it." With a laugh, she led the way
to the locker room.

   The boys turned timid the moment they heard Shelly and the others enter.
The last time Shelly had come down here Miss Hartick had been with her. 
And Miss Hartick had made all of them line up stark naked while five
different girls took turns going down that line fondling each dick.  The
boys were startled when they saw the girl with Shelly and Mindy.  "Oh man!"
"Not Skunk!" Skunk wasn't a bad looking girl at all, but she had that
reputation.  She also had that headbanger outfit and the dark hair with the
white skunk stripe dyed into it.  Every one of the boys was already hoping
that he wouldn't be chosen.

   Mindy loved to call out their names.  She was typically a squealing,
squirmy, boy crazy type, but when she was in charge, her personality
changed to a wicked, condescending one.  Just the way she could say a boy's
name sounded like an indignity.  "Wendell?"

   "Y - yeah?"

   "There you are.  Are you ready for an interview with our sports
reporter?"

   "Uh, Mindy, I've already been interviewed once."

   The girls looked him over.  He had been in the midst of undressing. 
From the waist down he still had on his wrestling uniform, just rolled
partway off.  Skunk breathed out heavily.  "God he looks good.  I can't
believe we get to do this."

   Shelly thought it was funny.  Skunk had already seen three of the
baseball boys stripped down for her in the locker room.  She had even
gotten to run her hands all over the bodies of two other weightlifters.  A
lot of girls were so wonderstruck by the impossible body show that they
felt trepidation, but Skunk, the ultimate badass of a girl, should have
been audacious.  She would be as soon as she got used to it, but first came
the trepidation.  Shelly and Mindy certainly felt no trepidation.  Shelly
told Wendell, "I know I interviewed you once already, but Coach Williams
and Coach Young both said you're one of the hardest working boys on the
weightlifting team."

   "Remind me to thank them," he muttered.  "Am I going to have to, >gulp<
get all this off?"

   "You and one other boy," Mindy said.  "Just two this time.  Now who was
spotting you?"

   "Oh come on," Wendell said.  He really didn't want to give up one of the
other guys.  He saw the look in her eyes.  He really didn't want to end up
in some perverted detention.  It was bad enough here with just a couple
girls.  He had been put through a naked detention with Red.  Women and
girls just kept coming in.  He couldn't even remember now how many of them
had gotten to see him full nude and hard as a rock.  He knew he didn't want
to go through that again.  He shook his head.  "Frank."

   Frank shouted, right away, "Don't tell them, man!"

   One of the other boys said, "It doesn't matter.  If he doesn't give up
your name then she'll make us all do it."

   Mindy smiled evilly.  "You boys are learning.  Frank, come on over so
that you can take part in the interview."

   "Oh good," Shelly said.  "Skunk hasn't seen either of these boys naked
yet.  Have you, Skunk?"

   She was staring at the boys with wide eyes.  Her apprehension broke then
in favor of open lust.  "No I haven't.  Oh, this is good."

   Mindy said, "But I see that Corbin over there is already naked.  Corbin?
Stand up and uncover.  We all want a good look."

   He colored instantly.  He stood up and turned his head away.  There he
was, stark naked, every bit of him, bare for these three perverted girls.
Skunk laughed as she stared.  Shelly purred.  Mindy said, "Very good,
Corbin.  You can go shower now if you want.  But when you're done, come out
here to let one of these lucky girls dry you off."

   "Oh man." He escaped, but he moved as slowly as he could.  He hoped that
he could stretch out his shower time so that the interview would be over
first.  Frank had shuffled over to take his place next to Wendell.  Wendell
managed to sound entirely proud when he asked, "Can I at least get you
three to promise not to tell Lita about this?"

   They laughed at his concern, but they understood.  Mindy's eyes moved
over that awesome body.  "Afraid your girl friend will be mad?  Okay,
Wendell, we'll try, but it's not a promise."

   Wendell grimaced.  It was better than nothing.  After a few moments, he
said, "Well, are you going to ask any questions?" He knew that he wasn't
getting out of this, but if Shelly was going to take advantage like this,
then at least she was going to pay the price of doing her job.

   "Right," Shelly said, "Do you think the coaches are right?  Are you
really the fastest progressing weightlifter?"

   Before he could answer, Mindy said, "Go ahead and start doffing that
gear, sweet heart.  You can wait until he's naked before you start
stripping, Frank."

   Frank turned white.  He really hoped that Wendell would take his time.
Wendell wasn't going to do that though.  The only good thing about having
another boy standing there was that he wouldn't be the only one in the
spotlight.  So Wendell slipped his clothes off fairly quick as he answered
Shelly's questions.  Getting his jock strap off took a bit of willpower, so
that wasn't quite as quick, but he did it faster than the boys usually did.
Mindy was so pleased with herself, pitting the boys against each other like
that.  She knew that Frank was annoyed with Wendell for getting naked so
fast.  That was clear because she had to say, "Frank?  Your turn.  Get it
off." Wendell was standing there awkwardly, bare penis naked while Shelly
kept up the interview.  He had stripped fast.  Frank was taking his time.
The girls loved the contrast.  Skunk's eyes had lit up in a girlish way
that didn't seem natural for her.  Shelly had her wicked half smile, like
always.  Mindy alternated from a smile and half giggle to a serious tone of
authority.  She kept going back and forth.  Whenever she made eye contact
with either boy, she was sternly pleased.  Whenever her eyes roamed down
those muscles, she softened to a funny little smile.  Especially when she
caught sight of Wendell's nice, naked dick.  She had to say, "Keep going,
Frank.  Don't dawdle so much.  We're waiting for your penis now."

   "Damn it," he muttered.  He was trying to take his time, but there was
only so much stalling he could do.  When he got to his jock, Shelly said,
"Hold on, there.  Skunk?  Do you want to get that last bit off of him?"

   Her eyes got big again.  She didn't hesitate though.  "Oh man!  Thank
you, Shelly!"

   Frank groaned as she got down in front of him.  Skunk's fingers slowly
worked their way into his waistband.  Mindy taunted him, "You boys are
really learning to respect women, aren't you?  I'm so proud of the way you
can let a girl be a girl."

   Frank almost said something, but he stopped himself just in time. 
Besides, Skunk was just getting his underwear down at that moment.  He
quivered as his penis was bared, close up for her.  Skunk couldn't wait. 
She took hold of his rod right away while he squawked.  "Oh, I like this.
You're built all over, aren't you?  Nice dick, handsome!"

   Frank muttered something, but no one could hear it.  Skunk finished
sliding his gear off.  Then there were two totally buff boys in the buff.
"Well, I can't get him any more naked than that.  What a body!  I can't
tell which I like better."

   "This is the way it's supposed to be," Shelly said triumphantly, "a girl
reporter in the boys' locker room treated to the sight of naked athletes.
Frank?  If you had to choose the most impressive weightlifter on the team,
other than yourself, who would it be?"

   "Wh-what?" It was the first interview question he had been asked.  He
blushed all over.  He hated that.  It was bad enough just being stripped
for their entertainment, but being expected to go along with the show like
this made it that much worse.  The embarrassment of having to answer
interview questions after being forced to strip naked made him feel
impossibly nervous.  He stumbled over his words and he shifted from one
foot to the other.  Then his cock responded.  "Oh no.  Not that." He had
actually let himself believe that it might not happen this time.  Shelly
kept up the interview like nothing was happening.  Frank was aghast though
as he felt his penis harden up for the stares of Mindy and Skunk.  Little
by little he lifted off.  He tried his best to gain control, but he
couldn't.  He got all the way up, standing stiff and tall for their greedy
eyes.  Shelly finally broke character long enough to poke some fun at him.
"Frank, you are one silly boy.  Wendell's still totally flaccid.  What made
you shoot up so fast?" "I don't know.  Can we get this over with?"

   Mindy interrupted, "Oh, Corbin!  Where are you going?  Did you forget
that I wanted you over here?"

   Hottie Corbin blushed as he trudged over.  "I must have forgotten. 
Sorry."

   "Did you hear that?" Mindy said.  "He's sorry.  What a sweet boy.  Now
which of you girls would like to help him get the water off that soaking
wet body?" He tried to sound reasonable, but there was just no way to keep
all the defiance out of his voice.  "If I've got to show you my stuff, then
I will, but I can dry myself off."

   "Don't be silly," Shelly said.  "You should be hospitable to your
guests. Skunk?  You want to help him out?"

   "Wait," he said, "What?" But then Skunk had his towel slipped off of
him. She said, "Is he allowed to cover up like that?  I want to see
everything." Without being told, Corbin moved his hands, baring his goods.
Skunk was surprisingly gentle about toweling him off, even if she did have
that lusty stare going on.  The slow, sensual movement of the towel over
his body brought him up faster than Frank.  Skunk grinned.  "You must kind
of like me, huh?"

   Corbin couldn't say anything.  He just tried to pretend that this wasn't
happening.  He couldn't ignore it though.  How could Skunk of all people
have a touch like that?  He ended up totally stiff with his eyes shut
tight. Especially when she dried off his goods.  Once he felt the towel
leave him, his eyes snapped back open.  That was as mistake because he
stared down wide eyed once he felt her hand roam its way up his rod without
the towel.  "Oh man.  Can you stop now?  Please?"

   Mindy would have chastised him, but she enjoyed the look on his face too
much when Skunk said, "Sure thing, sweetie.  Think of me next time you're
doing that." He blushed furiously.

   Two of these studs were hard up.  Wendell though, he was still pointing
straight down.  Mindy smiled at that.  "You know, Miss Hartick would really
be proud of your self control.  I would be, but I like seeing you boys get
hard.  Frank and Corbin, you can go now." They hustled away, their
erections wagging in front of them.

   Wendell felt all three pairs of happy female eyes studying his anatomy.
He was on his own again, facing all that lust.  He shuddered and muttered
some encouragement to himself, but it was no good.  That was the key to his
reaction right then.  He couldn't keep himself calm.  He could almost
really feel the stares that wandered over his nakedness, particularly his
penis.  It was like a tragically pleasant warmth.  Then he felt the stir.
He wasn't excited.  He was only embarrassed at being forced into this
ridiculous situation.  How could even Miss Hartick think this was right? 
It didn't matter.  She had set this up, and he had to deal with it.  But he
couldn't deal with it.  His cock decided to perform for the "ladies." He
heard a tiny squeal of delight from one of them, but he couldn't tell who.
Every slow moment of his own rise to fame was torment.  He looked back and
forth at the three girls, but none of them made any eye contact with him.
Shelly wasn't even asking him any questions.  They were just waiting for
him to get to his height.  And he did.  Hard and true, his stiffy was like
an antenna broadcasting his embarrassment.  He clenched his hands and tried
to keep from moving.  "Is the interview over yet?"

   "Oh sure," Mindy said.  "Now it's just time for a quick bit of dessert."
"Come on, Mindy, leave me alone!"

   "Don't be that way," she said in a suddenly seductive tone.  "All we
want is a quick little feel."

   "Not all three of you!" But there was no escape.  Shelly put her hand on
his cock, slowly moving up and down.  Mindy had a hand on his chest,
enjoying the muscle there.  Skunk took her cue.  There was no reason to
wait for a turn.  She was feeling his arm while the others enjoyed.  Once
Shelly moved her hand away, to his other arm, Mindy's touch moved down his
body to his hard on where she took a good long feel.  As soon as her hand
moved, Skunk got to fondle his treasure all over.  The other girls had let
him go, but Skunk didn't stop until both of her hands moved up that
fabulous body to grope his chest.  She sighed.  "Thanks, gorgeous."

   "Can I go shower now?" He was sent on his way with a pat to his rear
from one of them and a pinch from another.

   Outside the locker room Skunk started whistling, but she stopped
herself. "Oh.  That's not good."

   "What's wrong?" Shelly asked.

   "It'd be bad for my reputation to have people hear me whistle "I Feel
Pretty." I'll see you later, Shelly."