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“Hey, Piper.” Byron jostled the youth sitting across the aisle from him with his foot, a mischievous gleam in his eye.
The other teen had been lost in thought, staring blindly out the window of the train car. He jumped at the prodding. “Wha?”
“Gimme...

“Hey, Piper.” Byron jostled the youth sitting across the aisle from him with his foot, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

The other teen had been lost in thought, staring blindly out the window of the train car. He jumped at the prodding. “Wha?”

“Gimme your pants.”

“Wh… what?!” Piper hissed his heart beating a timorous pace. He clenched his knees together defensively, already feeling his cock go rigid inside his knickerbockers. Right here? He thought with a mixture of horror and excitement.

It only took a sideways glance to see that Kirt and Wayan were nodding in agreement, exchanging looks and snickering. All three of the boys knew of his ‘oddities’ to varying degrees. He called them oddities since he had no idea what else to call it.

It wasn’t just that he was gay. In sixth grade he had shown the others something he’d uncovered from his dad’s porn collection. It was called a blow-job. And while the others felt rather uncomfortable giving them to each other, the trio seemed quite content to let Piper perfect the procedure on them.

Wayan had been the first to find Piper frantically jerking-off in a bathroom stall, that he had failed to lock, after a particularly humiliating de-pantsing in gym class. A memory that still flustered the teen. The others had found out in other situations on their own in time.

Knowing full well that Piper got off on it and being teenage boys it seemed to naturally fall into place that they would force him into these embarrassing situations. And it was times like these that he both dreaded and prayed for repeats of. It was all good natured fun, of course, but that knowledge did little to dim the redness of his cheeks or the loud whimper that followed.

“Lose 'em, P.” Kirt chimed in with mock bravado. “Or we’ll take them ourselves.” It was a threat that they had made good on several times before much to Piper’s chagrin.

Eyes drifting down to his belt, Piper chew nervously on his lips. “But … but I’m not wearing underwear.” He said in a low voice.

The trio laughed loudly. “Should have thought about that before you left home!”

Piper was about to argue further when Bryon leapt across the aisle at him, pinning him to his seat.

“Get ‘im!”

The others didn’t need any further goading and were on him, laughing and trying their best to strip Piper’s flailing legs of their garments. It only took a few moments but the scuffle managed to attract the attention of virtually the entire train car.

Piper giggled loudly, grinning like a drunken fool as he was shoved out into the center aisle. The heat emanating from his face was almost unbearable. He scrambled to get a grip on the edges of his bright yellow jacket and force it down over his crotch, trying to hide the seeping arousal between his legs. His efforts only managed to expose his ass to everyone behind him. 

The laughs of several passengers sent him scrambling back from his own row, trying to hide amidst his friends. “Alright, now give ‘em back, guys!” He said, making a grab for his pants which Wayan immediately pulled away.

“Maybe after the movie. If you’re good.”

“Yea, we already know you’re gunna be jerking off the whole movie anyways. This way you won’t ruin your pants.” Byron laughed in mock insult, still smiling.

“Fuck you!” Piper shouted back, half laughing – half desperation. They knew him too well…


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This pic went through about a dozen different mental incarnations before I finally settled on something. Still some issues with it - I wish I could have been bothered to finish shading the background but … this is me we’re talking about. :p

I hate Spongebob…

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