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 "Hello, Shelly," Miss Bridle said in a sunny voice.

   "Hi.  Ready to go to the locker room again?" Shelly noticed that Miss
Bridle was beaming.  Ever since she became part of the interview program,
Miss Bridle had always been smiling.  Shelly understood that.  Even after
all the interviews and strippings, Shelly could hardly contain her own
enthusiasm.  She was going again, and her heart was beating fast with
anticipation.  No matter how many times she saw the boys naked, her
excitement was always the same.  It looked like Miss Bridle was just like
her that way.

   Of course the boys were the opposite.  No matter how many times they had
to endure the leers and wandering hands of Shelly and her cohorts, they
were always thoroughly embarrassed.  Shelly loved them for that.  It was
wonderful seeing them bare their bodies, but it was also wonderful knowing
that they had no choice.  They had to let Shelly enjoy their nudity like it
or not.

   It was the weightlifting team again today.  Shelly had to learn as much
as she could about their sport as fast as she could to put together
convincing stories and interviews.  She had done it though.  Everyone
complimented her on her fine reporting.  Of course she had the greatest
inspiration.  As long as she kept up the good work, then she could walk
freely into the boys' locker room after any sports practice.  Of course she
had to have a chaperone.  She had hinted a few times to Miss Hartick that
she might not need one, but that wasn't going to happen.  Miss Hartick
turned cold just at the suggestion.  Shelly needed Miss Hartick.  Without
her, none of this could have happened.

   Miss Bridle had something in common with Miss Hartick of course.  She
didn't have Miss Hartick's impossible authority, but she did believe that
they were doing the right, moral thing by allowing Shelly into the boys'
lockers, forcing the boys to strip at her whim, and allowing her to touch
them.  Shelly was amazed that Miss Bridle could really be that delusional.
It made sense with Miss Hartick.  She was a little crazy, which was part of
her power.  Miss Bridle was just a sweet, innocent kind of woman though. 
She just happened to enjoy seeing the naked high school athletes so much
she had convinced herself that Miss Hartick's reporting program was a good
idea.  That did mean that Miss Bridle felt obligated to do the right thing
though.

   Miss Bridle asked her, "Shelly, you remember that day that I accompanied
you to the lockers, and we didn't do any interviews?"

   "When you just did your erection timing experiment?" Shelly asked.

   "Yes.  I was hoping that you wouldn't find it intrusive if I were to do
something like that again.  I don't want to stop your interview.  I want
you to choose the boy you need to talk to and ask your questions.  But at
the same time I'd like to have three or four other boys strip before that.
I want to have them expose their penises one by one so that I can time the
results."

   Shelly wondered if her own eyes were sparkling with amazement.  Was Miss
Bridle really asking permission to strip four other boys penis naked for
them?  She played along.  "Is it really important?"

   "Well naturally it's not as important as the interviews themselves. 
They are the reporting program, after all.  But it will help us better
understand the boys' mentality.  You see?"

   Shelly didn't see that at all.  She didn't see how embarrassing boys
with no motive at all, and timing their embarrassed erections could tell
them anything.  She was more than happy to allow Miss Bridle's hobby
though, especially since it provided her with more dicks to ogle.  Shelly
would have been happy to have Miss Bridle continue her "Psychiatric
Experiment" even without the interview.  Shelly loved her work.  Even
without the nudity she would have loved being the sports reporter.  All the
same, it could get tiring, keeping up enough quality work to create excuses
for locker room trips after every single practice.  "If it will help, I can
live without the interview today."

   "That's all right, Shelly.  I don't want to interfere with your work.  I
just want the opportunity to learn."

   "It is quite a subject to learn about."

   Miss Bridle colored a bit as she would when she got a little
embarrassed. She didn't mind saying it though.  "Yes it is.  I'm really
looking forward to this.  I do want to bring a few other girls with us."

   "The more the merrier," Shelly said.  She really didn't mind much.  When
other girls were brought along, Shelly preferred to invite them herself. 
All the same, she loved the extra embarrassment on the boys when they were
bared for other girls.

   So Miss Bridle brought along Nancy, Shelly's editor, but also Christina
and Markie, both girls who had never been to the locker room yet.

   Shelly heard Christina and Markie whispering to Nancy as they walked
along, "Are we really going to the boy's lockers?" "What will we get to
see?"

   Nancy just smiled.  She had seen the entire weightlifting team buck
naked.  She'd also gotten to see nine of the baseball players stripped and
humiliated.  She had gotten to handle quite a few erections as well. 
Still, she didn't brag.  She just gave a little smile.  "You'll see."

   Shelly led the way down to the locker room.  As usual, they were all
quiet as they went down those stairs.  It was a reverent moment.  They were
about to enter the land of daydream inspiration.  Handsome boys, muscle
bodies and bare cock awaited.  Right away Shelly heard a few groans from
the boys.  Shelly thought it was funny that they could still be surprised
when she showed up.  She was always there.  She never missed one practice.
Ever.  So why was it a surprise to see her?

   Miss Bridle led the girls along to the showers.  "Over here, girls.  I
want you away from the interview until I'm ready for you, but until then
you can watch the boys shower."

   "WHAT?" Markie asked.  But there they were, Billy and Red, all wet and
stark naked right in plain view.  Those two studly bodies turned away from
the entrance so that the girls could only get a rear view, but it was quite
a view, all the same.  Markie was stunned speechless and Christina giggled
uncontrollably.  She said, "We can see them naked!  For real!"

   "That's right," Miss Bridle said.  "But boys, don't be so shy.  You know
you have to respect the girls."

   The boys sighed.  They knew what that meant.  It was a twisted set of
values, but if they didn't let the girls see their goods, it was considered
insulting.  So Billy and Red, both blushing already, turned around so that
the wide eyes schoolgirls could take in the glory of their fabulous, bare
cocks.  "Look at them!" "Oh my God, we're really seeing naked boys!"

   Shelly knew how they felt.  She remembered her first few times being
exposed to the naked athletes.  Seeing it through any new girls' eyes made
it seem like a new thing to Shelly too.  Miss Bridle had done her a real
favor.  After a few moments of penis show, the boys turned back around.

   Miss Bridle said to the other boys.  "All right, I'm going to need some
cooperation from you boys today.  I need Corbin for Shelly's interview. 
I'll also need four other boys.  Let's see." Miss Bridle moved along to
check out the bodies and take her pick.  Like Shelly and Nancy she had seen
every one of these sexy young guys bare.  She decided that best ones for
her experiment were, "Frank, Rick, Charlie and Wendell.  Would you come
over here please?"

   Those four boys, and Corbin grumbled, but not loud enough to be heard.
They were led to where Nancy, Christina and Markie couldn't see them.  Miss
Bridle explained.  "Today I'm going to be timing your reaction to your
nudity.  All right?"

   "What does that mean?" Rick asked, but Frank bumped into him for being
stupid.

   Shelly answered for Miss Bridle.  "You're going to show your dicks, and
she's going to use a stop watch to see how long it takes for you to get
hard."

   "Oh man!" "This stinks." "Do we have to do this?"

   "Now boys," Miss Bridle said, "remember that we do this for both our
benefit and yours.  Now, if you would all strip to your jockstraps." She
watched breathlessly as the boys stripped down to that little bit of
coverage.  Their buff bodies already had Miss Bridle's heart pounding.  It
took her a moment to find the stopwatch she had hanging around her neck. 
"All right then.  Um," her eyes moved back and forth along that wall of
hotness.  "F-Frank.  We'll start with you.  If you would please lower your
underwear so that we can see your penis."

   Shelly giggled.  She loved the way Miss Bridle could be so polite about
demanding unwilling nudity from the boys.  Frank held his breath as she did
as he was told.  Miss Bridle started her timer, but she had to tell him,
"Frank, I need you to open your eyes.  You need to be aware of the fact
that we're looking at you."

   He did that, and he tried to make eye contact like he wasn't bothered.
He couldn't do that with Miss Bridle because she was staring at his dick.
He glanced over at Shelly though, and she winked at him!  He stammered,
"M-Miss Bridle, she, she - "

   Miss Bridle interrupted him without looking away from his penis for a
moment.  "Shh, Frank.  Just, just be quite while we watch.  That's
important."

   Frank helplessly looked back over at Shelly.  She made a quick kissy
face.  Her little flirtations sent a shock of embarrassment through Frank.
He had been indignant, but Shelly had managed to push him into real bashful
embarrassment instead.  Right away his penis did the predictable thing. 
"There we go," Miss Bridle said when she saw him start to rise.  "Oh,
you're lifting fast, Frank!"

   He felt completely taken advantage of as the sensation of his
involuntary erection broadcast his embarrassment to the women.  He winced
when he heard Miss Bridle click her stopwatch.  She was smiling as she
congratulated him.  "Good job, Frank.  See?  That wasn't so bad, was it?"

   "Can I go now?" he muttered.

   Miss Bridle sighed.  "I suppose so.  Go get dressed.  I really don't see
why you boys have to sulk.  If you would only allow yourselves to get used
to this, it wouldn't bother you."

   The stud lineup all stared at her with confusion.  They had heard that
before, but they didn't understand how anyone could believe that.  Were
there any boys that got used to the forced stripping and the lecherous
stares?  No.  None of the weightlifters, and none of the baseball boys. 
She was crazy.

   Miss Bridle called out, "Nancy?  Can you come over here now?"

   "What?" Wendell asked.  "We're going to have to show her too?"

   "Well that's the experiment.  I want to see if you boys get erections
faster or slower with more girls watching.  Frank rose up pretty fast
though, so I don't expect you to beat that time.  You'll be next though
Wendell.  Won't that be nice, Nancy?"

   Nancy looked him up and down.  "Oh yeah."

   Miss Bridle saw Wendell's frown.  "Now don't be that way.  Nancy, Shelly
and I have all seen you naked already.  What's the problem?  Oh, never
mind. Pull that underwear down, please."

   All three of them stared happily as another weightlifter's dick was
exposed for them.  Wendell stood up and tried to look away, but carefully
so that Miss Bridle wouldn't say anything.  She didn't notice because all
of her attention was on his manhood.  Wendell's feeling of shame started at
his feet and rose up throughout his body.  He heard Nancy giggle and he
heard Shelly purr.  He knew he wasn't going to last long, but at least that
meant he wouldn't be standing there for them for long.  "Oh man." He felt
that dreadful tingle as his penis reacted to their lust.  He wanted to dash
away.  He wanted to hide.  His penis demanded attention though as it
hardened up.  Wendell saw that the wicked eyes all taking in the show got
slowly wider as his cock rose up.  "Can I go yet?"

   "You're not quite all the way there yet," Miss Bridle said.

   "Oh man." Wendell could feel it.  He was stalled near his zenith, but
not quite at it.  He shuddered under the scrutiny.  His erection was center
stage, and he hated it.  He wished it would just finish and let him move
on. He tried to will it to reach its height.  He even tried to imagine that
the three girls staring were naked.  His own humiliation prevented his
imagination though.  All he could feel was his own embarrassing naked hard
on.

   At last he got there, and Miss Bridle stopped her timer.  "Good job,
Wendell.  We really do appreciate your cooperation.  You can go now. 
Christina!  Could you come on over now?  There you are.  Now which boy
would you like to see naked?"

   The boys all felt another quick jolt of embarrassment.  This girl was
going to have her choice of stud.  She stammered hesitantly, "Um, R-R-Rick
is hot.  Can I see him?"

   Rick muttered something no one could hear, but he wasn't going to wait
to be told.  Just like that he dropped his jock strap so that all of them
could get an eyeful of his goods.  Christina's eyes bugged out of her head.
"Oh wow!  Look at him!"

   "Oh, we're all looking," Nancy said triumphantly.

   "He's blushing so red!" Christina cheered.  "Oh, that's adorable!"

   Miss Bridle saw that Rick's rod was getting ready for a rise already. 
She asked, "Did you enjoy watching the boys shower?"

   "Yeah, but no other boys went in there.  Once Billy and Red were done,
the show was over." She giggled in a dramatic, girly way.  "They were hot,
but I think rick is my favorite so far." She kept giggling and gushing as
he slowly made his way upward.  Every moment of exposure was agonizing. 
Every millimeter of height he gained was horrible.  When he got to his
height, fully stiff for four staring girls, he wanted to feel relief.  He
was almost done.  All he could feel was what he felt every time he was
forced to strip.  Sheer embarrassment, especially in his raging erection.

   Miss Bridle checked his time.  "That's funny.  With two girls, Frank was
the slowest, but with three girls Wendell was slower than Rick with four
girls."

   Shelly said, "I told you.  It's just random.  Sometimes it's fast. 
Sometimes it's slow.  You can't count on it."

   Miss Bridle said, "Well, all the same, I'm going to keep studying this.
We owe it to the boys."

   Rick grumbled, "Can I go yet?"

   Miss Bridle shook her head angrily, "Now Rick, you know better than
that. Apologize to the girls."

   He threw his hands up in exasperation, but his dick was still out there
where they could see it.  He was desperate to get away.  "Okay, okay.  I'm
sorry.  Can I go now?"

   Miss Bridle said, "Girls, thank him for being such a good sport."

   "Hee hee hee, thanks, Rick!" "Thank you, Rick!" "Thanks for being so
eager."

   Rick shuffled off wishing he had kept his mouth shut.  Miss Bridle
wanted to empathize with him, but she felt too much satisfaction.  "Markie?
Come on over to see Charlie's penis."

   Charlie colored right away.  Markie was there fast.  She was a very cute
girl, and Charlie tried not to notice that.  Miss Bridle asked him, "Are
you ready to show your dick to all five of us?"

   He stared at their feet.  "What if I just don't get an erection?  What
then?"

   "Has that ever happened?" Miss Bridle asked.

   Shelly said, "I've seen Charlie buck naked four times now, and every
time he goes from south to north.  Just like every other boy does."

   Charlie gave her a spiteful look, but of course Shelly looked back with
her wicked half smile the boys all hated.  Miss Bridle said, "Charlie? 
It's time to pull that underwear down.  Be a gentleman and stop scowling.
Try to make the girls feel comfortable about this."

   Charlie did as he was told, baring his penis on command the way he
hated. "There, I hope you girls are comfortable.  Doesn't it matter if I'm
comfortable or not?"

   "Not really," Shelly said as she leered.  "As long as you get naked when
you have to."

   Miss Bridle sometimes really wanted to correct Shelly, but she didn't
feel that was wise in front of the boys.  She did say, "It does matter,
Charlie.  It's just that you boys should learn to be comfortable like this.
I know I've said this before, but I want you to really understand.  We're
not asking that much from you."

   The girls were giggling furiously.  Charlie put his hands over his tool.
Miss Bridle had to tell him to uncover.  He said, "I'm sorry.  It's just
hard to do this." Right then the embarrassment tingles that flowed through
his treasure took over.  His penis started its embarrassing trek upwards,
and the girls moved from giggling quietly to laughing out loud.  Miss
Bridle said, "Girls, try to be understanding." Though she herself was
smiling far too wide.

   Charlie wailed, "OoooOOH!  I hate this!" He was all too aware of the
hardness that the girls were fascinated with.

   "Why do they do that?" Christina asked.

   Miss Bridle told her, "It's a perfectly natural response.  Charlie, you
did very well.  Your time was the second longest."

   "His cock is also the second longest," Shelly said.

   The girls burst out laughing at the unfortunate, naked athlete again. 
He didn't wait for permission.  He yanked his underwear up and sulked off.
Miss Bridle turned to Corbin.  "All right, the interview can start now."

   Corbin felt a tremor of sheer, anticipatory agony.  "Are, are you going
to let all the girls watch?"

   "Well of course, Corbin.  Be a sport.  Try to act like it doesn't matter
to you.  Because, of course, it shouldn't."

   Shelly started asking her questions right away.  "With the first
weightlifting meet coming so soon, is anything different about your
training?" Corbin was thinking about that, so Shelly had to prod him along.
"Start undressing, would you?" For Miss Bridle's benefit, she added,
"Please?  We'd really appreciate it."

   Corbin saw that glimmer in her eye.  He had to force himself to move. 
While he was lowering his uniform, Shelly told him, "You're not answering."

   Miss Bridle said, "The wait might have been a bit hard for him.  So
we'll make it easier.  Corbin, you don't have to undress while answering.
You can take your clothes off first."

   He stared at her dumbfounded.  She really thought she was doing him a
favor.  When he didn't move fast enough, she had to say it again.  "Corbin?
We're waiting."

   "Oh this is just great." He slowly slipped out of his clothes, never
once looking at all the greedy girls.  He was entirely aware of their
stares though.  He could almost feel the heat of their anxious lust.  He
felt anger and indignation all the way until his jock strap was all that
was left.  Then he suddenly felt a horrible shock of real humiliation.  He
was about to show them all his intimates.  Miss Bridle, Nancy and Shelly
had all seen him like that, but that didn't help at all.  It only meant
that they could take what they wanted.  It was like his penis belonged to
them almost more than it belonged to him.  Christina and Markie had never
seen him naked though, and that added a second kind of embarrassment to his
stripping.  He stood up, stark naked, hands over his boy parts as he
pleaded, "Miss Bridle, can I please not do this?"

   Miss Bridle started to really feel irritated.  "Corbin, that's exactly
the kind of sexism that we're trying to avoid.  Now show these girls some
respect.  They're supposed to be here in your locker room.  They're
supposed to see you naked.  You know that.  Move your hands."

   Corbin blushed right away as he dropped his hands and lost his modesty.

   Shelly gushed, "Isn't he wonderful?  Now Corbin, has your training
changed at all?"

   He was too stunned to answer question without a few seconds of thought.
All the while he was standing there bare penis naked for them all.  He
managed to make it through three questions before he started to rise.  That
forced a few panic breaths when he struggled to keep up with the interview.
He couldn't believe it happened again.  He hated it that his embarrassment
animated his dick that way.  He didn't understand how his humiliation could
force his penis to eagerness.  It stayed tall and strong for the girls.

   When Shelly asked her last question, Corbin sheepishly reached for his
clothes.  But Miss Bridle said, "Wait a moment, Corbin."

   "W-Wait?"

   "Yes, wait.  Your time was very good, first of all." Miss Bridle noticed
a deepening of his blush.  He hadn't realized she was timing his penis as
well.  "I expected you to have the longest time since the interview might
distract you."

   "Uh, thanks?  What am I supposed to say?  I really just want to get
dressed now."

   "Not yet," Miss Bridle said.  "I really don't think it would be fair to
these girls."

   "Oh no," Corbin said.  He understood that.  He had thought that since
the other boys got away after just embarrassing naked erections that he
could do the same.  But Miss Bridle intended to let these girls have a
touch as well.  "Miss Bridle, there's - there's, uh, all of them?"

   Miss Bridle smiled appreciatively.  "Calm down, Corbin.  They'll make it
quick, won't you girls?  Which of you wants to take a quick feel of his
erection before we go?"

   Markie's and Christina's eyes shot open wide.  "Are you kidding?" "Not
for real!"

   To demonstrate, Shelly stepped to him and ran her hand from his
marvelous chest on down to his waiting boner, where her fingers gently
wrapped around and ran from bottom to top to bottom to top to bottom to
top.

   Corbin had already shivered in embarrassment a few times while he had
been on display.  Now it was the girls' turn to shiver in surprised
anticipation.  Markie and Christina still weren't certain what they should
do.  Nancy had been in the locker room before though.  She had even groped
Corbin before.  So she wasn't shy at all about taking her turn running her
fingertips up and down the front of his shaft, and the sides and the back
before giving him a grip and a gentle squeeze.

   "Me next!" Christina said.  She hesitated once she got close, but then
she encouraged herself by enjoying the feel of his biceps while he made a
few funny sounds.  She made the funny sounds though as she felt up his
stiffy.

   Then Markie quietly put both hands on his goods, feeling his treasure
all over while he stared at the ceiling, trying to pretend he didn't mind.

   Miss Bridle didn't take any liberties herself.  She decided to follow
her friend Miss Hartick's example for today.  She did tell him, "You see,
Corbin, that wasn't so bad, was it?  I bet you even enjoyed that, didn't
you?"

   Was she crazy?  Corbin really couldn't figure her out because she
sounded so sincere.  Did he enjoy being stripped down so that four girls he
hardly knew could put their hands on the erection he wished hadn't grown?
He watched the five of them walk away happily.  He just hoped that Shelly
might take a break and leave the locker room alone the next time.  That was
never going to happen though.