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 Carl Naked in School 9/15 (mFfg exhib mast)

   Wednesday Evening

   I was upstairs, working on my math problems when Sis knocked on my door.
It was open, to make sure I didn't cheat, a condition of the deal that I
remain nude until bedtime.  "There's someone here to see you," she
announced impishly.  "Ah ah ah!  A deal's a deal," she reminded me when I
reached for my shorts.

   "Who is it?" I asked, suppressing what I really wanted to say to her.

   "Someone," she answered unhelpfully, turning her back to head
downstairs.

   Mumbling curses, resisting the urge to thump her on the top of her head,
I followed her down.  My cock, which had finally decided to take a rest
after supper, rose slowly at the thought of being displayed in public
again.

   I turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and found Beth waiting
for me in the living room.  My cock reacted like it had seen a hot pussy in
which to lodge itself, even though Beth was in her usual neat, white shirt
and shorts.  I'd never seen her dress sexy, but my dick sure didn't care.
It wanted her!

   "Oh!" Beth looked surprised.  "I didn't realize you were - uh -- ...."

   I glared at Dee, who grinned mischievously at the two of us after seeing
my cock's reaction.  "Sorry, I guess I forgot to mention it."

   "Don't you have homework, squirt?" I asked Dee pointedly.

   She shook her head with wide-eyed innocence.  "No."

   "I think I hear Mom calling you," I said ominously.

   "I don't," she countered, holding her hand to her ear theatrically.  "Do
you, Beth?"

   "Get out of here!" I growled ominously just as Beth opened her mouth. 
"Now!" I advanced threateningly on my little sister.

   "I'm going!  I'm going!" Dee scampered out, cackling.

   "Sorry about that," I apologized to Beth.

   Beth seemed a little nonplused, as was I.  "Oh, that's okay.  I know how
it is."

   "You don't have a younger brother or sister," I reminded her.

   She grinned.  "No, but I have an older brother.  I used to devil him
when his girl friends came around, until he went away to college.  Not that
I am your girl friend, you understand!"

   Aren't you?  I thought, feeling a pang that surprised me.  "You miss
him?"

   "Yeah," she admitted.  "Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to go for
a walk with me.  But, I guess maybe you're busy?"

   "No I'm not," I answered quickly.  "Let me go upstairs...."

   "Remember our deal," Sis called out, obviously eavesdropping at the
bottom of the stairs.  "No clothes until bed time!"

   I looked daggers in her direction.  "If, that is, you don't mind being
seen with me like this," I added to Beth.  Then I had to explain the deal.

   "Oh!  You guys take deals seriously!"

   "Darn straight!" Dee announced loudly from just outside the room.

   "Excuse me a minute, while I go skin someone!" I said to Beth, going
after my sister with blood in my eye.

   "I'm going, I'm going!" Dee scampered up the stairs with a clatter.

   "I don't mind, if you don't," Beth assured my shyly when I turned back
to her.

   I thought it over, and decided it would be a good challenge for me to
surmount.  "Can I wear shoes?" I called out to Dee, knowing she was
listening at the top of the stairs.

   "No shoes," she insisted cheerily.  "Or socks."

   "Thanks a bunch!  I'll be back in a moment," I headed upstairs to shut
down my computer.  So far Sis hadn't cracked my password, but I didn't
trust her to stay away if it was on.  That would be too much temptation for
her.

   "I can't wait until it's your turn," I warned Dee as I waited for the
shut-down routine to finish.

   "I might enjoy it," she retorted pertly.

   "Just you wait," I answered, then thought about it.  "You just might,
come to think of it, you little pervert!"

   "Mom!  Carl just called me a pervert!"

   "You are dear.  And leave your brother alone.  You'd better get to your
homework or I'll give you something serious to worry about!"

   "Ooh-kay," Dee agreed, chastised.  "Have a nice walk," she bade me with
a last flash of impudence.

   "I'm ready for this," I told Beth bravely as we went out the door into
the early evening dusk.  "I wasn't wearing any more than this when I mowed
the lawn - both front and back this afternoon."

   "Oh, that was brave!" Beth complimented me.

   "Thanks." I blushed.  "It wasn't too bad, except I got covered with
grass clippings and they kind of itched.  And I think Dee put out the word
to every girl between the ages of ten and fourteen, judging by the audience
I had!"

   Beth mumbled something.

   "What?"

   She looked up at me wryly - she's about a half a foot shorter than me.
"I said I wish she'd let me know."

   "Oh!  Well, here I am," I pointed out, spreading my arms wide just as a
car went by, the guy at the wheel looking surprised.

   "Yeah," Beth agreed shyly.  "Here you are." She kept shooting looks at
my hardon.

   "Nice night," I said, trying to be casual.  The sun was setting, the
western sky a bright orange while overhead the blue shaded to purple. 
Mercifully, it was warm.  The sidewalk was cold and gritty under my bare
feet.

   "Beautiful."

   I risked reaching for her hand, lacing my fingers through hers.  She
looked up at me and flushed, but didn't take her hand back.  "Where do you
want to go?" I asked.  "I didn't bring any money with me."

   "Oh, I'm not hungry or anything," she assured me quickly.  "I - just
wanted to walk, and talk."

   "Okay." We walked along companionably.  Someone was watering their lawn
and almost sprayed us as he stared.  A woman pushing a stroller toward us
hesitated, almost crossed the street, then stayed on our side, eyeing me
frankly as she passed.

   "What's it like?" Beth asked.

   "What's what like?"

   "Walking around naked, on the street like this."

   "It's embarrassing," I admitted.  "But it feels good, too.  I like the
feel of the air touching me all over." Then I stepped on a pebble and
winced.  "I do have to watch where I walk, though."

   "Is it exciting?  Sexually, I mean?"

   I smiled wryly at her.  "Can't you tell?" With my free hand I waggled my
jutting hardon.

   "Oh, yeah." In the setting sun it was hard to tell, but I think she was
blushing as much as I was.

   "This is funny," she mused after a few minutes of silence.

   "What is?"

   "Well, I mean, here we are.  You're naked.  I'm dressed.  And then, I,
well, I masturbated you, right there in class...."

   "I'm glad it was you," I assured her.

   "I hear you got a - a blow job from Marilyn," she reported, sounding
upset.

   "She's a slut, you know that." I didn't say that was why I'd chosen her
for relief.

   "We haven't even kissed," Beth pointed out a little wistfully.

   My heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my cock.  "We could
remedy that," I suggested softly and hesitantly.

   "Would you like to?" she asked.

   "Would you?"

   "Uh huh." She nodded tensely.

   "Me, too," I admitted.

   We stopped, right there on the street.  Lights were coming on in the
windows, a few people were still out.  She tipped her face up, and I leaned
toward her.  We were still holding hands.  For a moment we had to juggle
noses and glasses so we didn't clash.  Then she put a hand on my shoulder,
and our lips met and it felt to me like electricity was flowing between us.


   Our bodies didn't touch, just our lips.

   "That was nice," she said softly.

   "Very." It was hard to breathe.  "Want to do it again?"

   "Yeah," she whispered, tipping her head up again.

   This time it went more smoothly.  I moved closer, and my cock touched
her!

   She didn't pull back, but let go of my hand and put both hands on my
naked waist, and drew me closer.  I squirmed, so my cock slid upwards as we
came together, and I felt her warm, cloth covered body against my bare skin
from my chest to my knees.  Her arms went around me, her hands on my naked
back, stroking my flesh, while I stroked her through her blouse, feeling
the ridge made by her bra.

   My cock was a hard lump between us, impossible to ignore.

   I felt her lips open, just a tiny bit, and let mine open, too, and our
tongues touched timidly and I breathed her breath, her scent, and she
breathed mine, and I thought, for a moment, I was going to faint.

   "Wow!" she breathed when we finally broke the kiss.

   "Yeah!" I agreed, conscious of how the few people out were watching us.
I moved us along, our hands interlaced again, my cock harder than ever.

   "Oh!" She brushed at something on her tummy, and I realized my dick was
leaking.

   "I'm sorry," I apologized, mortified.

   She giggled nervously.  "That's okay, it'll dry."

   "I like you," I admitted.

   "You want me," she responded wisely.

   "Yes," I admitted.  "One thing about being naked is there's no way to
hide that." I laughed nervously.

   She squeezed my hand.  "That's okay, I want you, too.  Only, only."

   "You're not ready."

   She nodded.

   "Neither am I," I admitted.

   We walked quietly, hand in hand.  "Do you have contact lenses?" she
asked suddenly.

   "Yeah, but I never wear them," I admitted.  "They're so much work,
keeping them clean and everything.  I've been wearing glasses for years. 
I'm blind without 'em."

   "Me, too," she agreed.

   "I think you look pretty in glasses," I assured her quickly.  Hers
weren't flashy or anything, just nice oval frames, but they did look good
on her, and they made her look smart, which she was, and I liked that, too.


   "Really?  And sexy?"

   "And sexy," I assured her.  "But I bet you look good in contacts, too."

   "I usually look like I've got something in my eye," she answered wryly.

   "Me, too," I agreed.

   "Walk me home?" she asked.

   "Sure," I answered happily.

   As we walked now, fingers interlaced, she leaned against me, her free
hand hugging my arm against the shy, warm, soft swelling of her breast.

   It was dark by the time we reached her house.  We lingered in the
shadows.  I know I didn't want to say "good night," and I don't think she
did, either.

   "I'd invite you in, but...."

   I looked down at myself, my hardon still seeking a target.  "I
understand," I assured her.

   "I - it'll take me a while to get them used to the idea," she explained.


   "I know."

   "I tried running around naked, after I got home.  I was alone.  It was
exciting!" She sounded a little breathless.

   "Did you like it?"

   "Uh huh." She nodded yes.

   We stood there in the dark, snuggling.  She was warm and soft against
me, and I wished we could be even closer, that there was nothing between us
at all.

   Somebody flicked the porch light on, and we both knew she had to go in.

   "Well.  Good night." She went up on her tip toes and gave my cheek a
quick peck.

   I looked down at her, saw it in her eyes, and wrapped my arms around
her, feeling her small, slender frame and sweet body against me once again.
This kiss was long, and wet, and sloppy and I tasted her, and she tasted me
until we were both breathless.  Finally I mustered the strength to ease her
away.  "Good night," I whispered.

   Kissing her finger, she put it to my lips.  "Good night."

   From the shadows, I watched her walk up the walk and go inside.  After
the porch light went out I headed homeward.  Suddenly I remembered that the
homecoming dance was Saturday night, and I almost turned back to ask Beth
if she wanted to go with me.  But I chickened out and continued on.

   Half a block away from home I couldn't take it any longer.  Finding a
patch of deep shadows on someone's lawn, I ducked into it.  I was still in
full view of the street, if a car had come from the wrong direction. 
Wrapping my hand around my iron hard cock, remembering the kisses, the feel
of her against me, I jerked off until I spurted and spurted and spurted,
thick gobs of cum, my groin knotting up until my balls were wrung dry.

   Then I walked the rest of the way home, savoring the fragrant night
air's touch on my naked body, smelly musky from cum, feeling the last
drizzles of it drying on my now exhausted dick.

   I vowed that tomorrow I'd ask her to the dance, no matter what.

   I don't remember the feel of the ground under my feet at all, and I had
to pull a thorn out of my heel before I got into bed!