Chapter 2
Caroline sat in the small drama studio waiting to rehearse her scenes. The group had reached the point where they were confident with their parts and were fine tuning for the final week before performing. Although he wasn't being assessed, Tom appeared to be taking it seriously, having learned all of his lines and never missing a rehearsal. Caroline sat near Becky, her acting partner in most of her scenes, while Miss Woods directed the performers from the row in front. Tom and Amy were a few metres away on the stage, both wearing just their underwear for final scene.
The rehearsals had been a lot of fun. Nobody could help but laugh the first time the pair had stripped down, not least the two on stage. Thanks to Miss Woods' supportive words, everyone was getting on with it. After all, the outfits were little different to anything worn at the beach or pool.
Caroline got on very well with Amy. They hadn't spoken much in their previous years at school as Amy had always kept to her small circle of friends but since getting to know each other Caroline found her very likeable. Having kept her head down for so long, Caroline had never previously realised how pretty Amy was and was certainly impressed with her taste in underwear. Caroline was told that Jane had taken Amy shopping once it was clear that this scene would be happening. Today's underwear had been seen before, but it was Caroline's favourite – a pale pink bra with black lace trim and a matching set of knickers. Caroline had joked with Becky that if she was doing the scene, then one day she would have pretended to forget and worn a thong to see Tom's reaction. They laughed but knew that the scene was difficult enough for Amy. Still, her underwear had been pretty but tasteful.
The character Amy was playing was quite different to her own; feisty and confident rather than quiet and shy. Caroline reflected that this chance to be someone else may be what draws people to acting. Half of the battle to convince the audience is looking the part and although she was not wearing much, and despite what people may have otherwise thought, Amy looked sexy. Her slim body was similar to Caroline's own body so she did not feel jealous of that. But Caroline had not guessed that Amy's breasts were as big as they were – at least a C cup, Caroline estimated, which did not show from Amy's every day clothes. Not that you can always trust a bra. Perhaps Amy was not streetwise enough to choose the right bra to make the most of her assets, but she had gone shopping with Jane. Jane had done a brilliant job.
Caroline turned her attention to Tom and tried to decide whether she fancied him. She certainly found him attractive - his face was starting to show the maturity of a chiselled outline and his brown eyes were surprisingly large and inviting. He had a nice body too. His stomach was flat and there was some muscle definition in his arms. His arse looked particularly gorgeous as his tight boxers clung to the cheeks. But Caroline considered that it was most likely because there were just not enough guys in the sixth form to choose from. He may not stand out in a bigger pool. He was certainly nice enough to talk to, but there was clearly some vanity there too. His boxer shorts appeared to be padded out to make his crotch look more impressive. Caroline couldn't really blame him for wanting to do that. Amy had done the same with her bra and Caroline certainly would have, but it was quite a turn off for a male to do this.
This was the scene that would end the show. Their characters begin by talking in bed but it quickly becomes an argument that has been simmering for the whole play and they both get out to shout at each other. The argument culminates in Amy telling Tom that she has never loved him, which hurts him and he walks to the centre of the stage to deliver his closing monologue to the audience. As he begins his closing speech, Amy walks behind him and holds his body affectionately. Miss Woods had schooled her in how to touch him to make it look convincing. Her teaching style was certainly hands on, guiding Amy over his chest and stomach. At first, of course, this ended in a fit of giggles with Amy being so coy but, with practice, they both got used to it and it became like any other part of the play, something they did automatically.
After running through the scene, Miss Woods made a suggestion that made Caroline's ears prick up. "Amy, this time can you take Tom's boxer shorts off for him?"
Had she heard this right? Tom also seemed amazed. “You want me to be to naked?”
"I'd like to see how it looks. If you don't want to do it again then you don't have to, but let's try once."
Tom froze as Amy took hold of the elastic and began to awkwardly pull them down. Caroline watched as, firstly, a patch of dark, curly hair was revealed and then an impressively sized penis, which was quite wide and was longer than Amy's hand despite being floppy. The boxers fell down past his knees and she accepted that she had been wrong to accuse him of padding. A second later, it was gone as Tom instinctively covered it with his hands.
“No Tom, hands away,” commanded Miss Woods. “We must try this properly once.”
Tom slowly did so and had Caroline been watching his face she would have seen him turn a little pale. But she was instead staring at his naked body with Amy’s hands circling his chest. Her right hand descended over his stomach, over his pubic hair and then right over his penis, on to his thigh. Tom faltered, losing the thread of his speech and tried to recover his words. Amy peered out from behind him, wide eyed and almost in shock at what she had just touched.
Miss Woods smiled encouragement and nodded. Amy understood and moved her hand back, taking it completely in her grasp. Although he was still soft, he was easily long enough for her not to be able to hold it all with one hand. She held on, barely moving her hand while her left continued to circle his chest. The head was clearly visible outside of her fist and began to expand. Amy let go and his penis jumped up to a horizontal angle. With each beat of his heart, it grew a little larger. Caroline was captivated as Tom struggled with his speech. Amy then moved her hand back and stroked it until it was completely erect, like a rocket ready to take off. Moving her left hand to cup his balls, she then ran the fingers of her right hand delicately up the thick shaft to the even thicker head before, once more, wrapping her fingers around. Then she moved her hand downwards, pulling his foreskin back so that Caroline could clearly see the purple tip. Amy continued to slowly masturbate him until he finished his speech and she held his erection at a horizontal angle, pointing it accusingly at the empty chairs before letting go and allowing it to spring back to its natural, upright position. Caroline noticed that it reached past his belly button. It had to be at least eight inches long.
Miss Woods leapt out of her seat and went towards the pair. “That was brilliant! So sensual. My goodness, this is just what we need at the end. Tom, from your face, I think I need to explain something to you. The play, and particularly this scene, is all about sexual energy and how powerful it can be. I've seen two different companies perform this and I'm trying to take the best bits from each. In both of them, the male finishes the play in the nude and I really think it is important to show how he is confident and vulnerable at the same time. I'm sorry for springing that on you, Tom, but I didn't want you to think about it and be scared. You're naked now and it's not so bad, is it?”
“I'm a bit embarrassed about it,” said Tom, holding his balls and the base of his shaft in one hand and the top of his erection with the other. He could not cover it completely, even with his larger hands, and Caroline found the sight as much of a turn on as seeing Amy's hands had been.
“It's only an erection, don't be shy! It would be a bigger problem it didn't happen, I assure you. Now, of the two versions I've seen, the second was much better as the male ejaculated as he spoke his last line. It makes the audience realise that, even though the female says she doesn't love him, there is still tenderness and attraction there because she wants to pleasure him. Actions speak louder than words. Tom, could you ejaculate?”
“I really don't know if I can.”
“Yes, I know what you mean. It's quite a short speech and it might be difficult to get to that stage. Amy, you have a lovely touch that looks great but it will take too long for him like that. You need to try something like this. Hands away, please.”
Caroline watched in amazement as Miss Woods moved Tom's hands off his erection, took hold and began to pull him hard. Gripping his shaft between the middle and ring finger of her right hand, she moved quickly up and down, while also twisting. Then, she formed a circle with her thumb and index finger on her left hand and firmly squeezed his helmet in perfect synchronisation. Tom stared down in surprise at the sight of the teacher manipulating his penis in full view of everyone. Caroline could tell that it felt good for him by the smile beginning to form on his face, but the smile was in a constant battle with astonishment. It was a brand new expression that Caroline had never seen on any face before. She hoped that he wasn't going to look like that during the performance.
“Do you see, Amy? Both hands are doing different things. You try.”
Tom had a look of helplessness and surprise on his face as he watched Amy reach out and try to replicate her teacher. He winced as she took hold too tightly and started to pull at an awkward angle. “Like this?” she asked.
“Not quite,” said Miss Woods and placed her hands on top of Amy's to guide her. They both started moving their hands in unison. His penis was by now completely hidden from view by four hands and, after about half a dozen pulls, she seemed satisfied.
“That's perfect! Do it exactly like that. Now stand in the correct position and try it.”
Amy walked around Tom and stood behind him. She reached around the front, taking hold once more and started to pull. This time he let out a small shout, surprising Caroline, and looked as if his legs were about to give way. With nothing else to hold on to, he reached back and held on to Amy's thighs. By now, his crotch was starting to thrust towards the front of the stage as Amy jerked. Caroline started to become hypnotised by the head of his cock appearing and disappearing rhythmically. She heard a low female voice slowly saying, 'oh shit, yes' and wondered how she had spoken without her brain being aware. Then she realised it came from Becky, sitting a few seats away. Caroline had been so absorbed that she had completely forgotten Becky was there. Becky was even more mesmerised.
Miss Woods let Amy continue for a while and then clapped her hands once. She walked towards the pair and said, “OK, this is going to work! Amy, you had better stop now.”
Miss Woods put her hands on top of Amy's to end the movement. The teacher's palm was on the tip of Tom's erection and Caroline saw a sticky trail appear as she moved her hand away. Caroline realised that Miss Woods had been correct. Tom must have been close to ejaculating.
"We will try the scene again but only when Tom has calmed down. Put your clothes back on and we'll go again shortly."
Caroline picked up her phone and texted her best friend. IF YOU WANT TO SEE TOM NAKED, YOU NEED TO BE IN THE STUDIO IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES.
She sat back, scarcely able to believe what she had just witnessed and that it was about to happen once more.
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Tom turned to Amy trying to think of what the correct conversation starter in the situation was. He had nothing better in mind than 'thanks, that was nice' but didn't even get the chance to say the first word. Amy gave a very brief smile and ran over to talk to Jane. Suddenly feeling even more alone and exposed, he bent down to put his boxer shorts on, fumbling as he pulled them up over his erection which was refusing to subside. Once dressed, or at least half dressed, he glanced up and saw Miss Woods collecting her papers. Then, behind her, he saw Caroline and Becky. He'd quite forgotten they were there, having been made invisible by the lights. Caroline gave an exaggerated smile and a double thumbs up, while Becky looked like she had lost control of her facial muscles. Her mouth was slightly open but she attempted to nod and lift her hand with a wave. Tom had to get off the stage, so he went over to drink some water.
Caroline came rushing over and gushed, “Oh my god, that was amazing. You were naked, I cant believe you were naked. It was so good!”
“Thanks but I can't believe it either. I can't do this again.”
“Of course you can! Don’t worry about what you look like, you look brilliant. You’ll be ready soon and,” she glanced down at the large tent in his boxers and then back into his eyes. “Well, you'll probably be ready soon. Good luck!”
Tom retreated to the corner of the studio and pretended to respond to some important messages on his phone. In reality, he just wanted to avoid all conversation while he absorbed what was happening to him. He thought of the effect he had seemingly had on Caroline and Becky. That was pretty cool. Then he thought of Amy being unable to speak to him. Perhaps she just felt as awkward as he did, although he was quite sure it was worse for him.
He decided that Amy was certainly going to refuse to do this again, so he would at least would not be the one who backed down. In the extremely unlikely event that Amy agreed; well, they've seen it once. This time he knew what was going to happen and it would be the same pairs of eyes on him. It could be worth going through to have Amy touching him again. He was very close to coming that time so he knew he would be able to do it. Anyway, that was the worst case scenario. Amy was definitely not going to repeat the scene.
Taking a large gulp of water, he resolved to go back and at least say he will do the scene. He placed the plastic cup on the table thinking, I wish that was vodka.
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