Chapter 3
Returning to the stage a little later, Tom noticed that instead of one teacher and two girls sitting in the seats, there were now one teacher and six girls. Miss Woods was in conversation with them, presumably asking who they were. Tom already knew - he recognised them as being friends of Caroline so it was no question who the culprit was. He sighed unhappily as Miss Woods returned to her seat. They weren't being asked to leave. The audience had suddenly become much bigger.
Tom walked towards Amy who had her back to him. She was still in her underwear and he admired the pink sheen covering her cute bottom. He thought that in any other situation having such an adorable girl's hands over his body would be like a dream. If only they were somewhere private. He gave a start as she suddenly turned and he pretended not to have been checking her out.
“Are we going to do it?”
“I’m being assessed. Miss Woods is going to mark us. If I don’t then its not good for me. But I'm OK, I'm pretty much hidden behind you. You’re the one who is naked and everyone is looking at. You should be embarrassed, not me.”
“Thanks for reminding me.”
“Oh, I'm sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant that its up to you to say yes or no. I can do it. The question is whether you can.”
Tom felt sure that Jane had given Amy a pep talk but, although the decision was seemingly being given to him, there was no decision to make. If the performance didn’t go as Miss Woods wanted then Amy, or perhaps all the girls, would lose marks. Miss Woods had to be delighted with the whole thing. Amy had made it quite clear that if the scene didn’t happen then it would only be Tom's fault. He couldn't be responsible for them all doing badly. So the scene had to go ahead. “I can do it. Of course I can, this is nothing.” he said.
Amy looked like she didn’t believe the show of bravado but it didn’t matter. She said, “Good. Lets do it again. I promise not to hurt you this time.”
“Did you know this was going to happen?”
“Miss Woods told me not to say anything but yes, we spoke about it before. I've known for a while that she wanted the male to be nude and aroused, I was just waiting for her to say. We thought you’d run off if we told you beforehand. I was still expecting you to run off all the way through.”
“It happened so quickly I didn't know what to do. It was weird, but it did feel nice.”
“Well, that's OK then,” she smiled. “I suppose we're going a bit further now. Let's just do it.”
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This time, Tom was full of adrenaline as he began his scene with Amy. They started in bed and then got out for their argument. With each line, Tom knew it was getting closer to the point where he would be naked and Amy would start to touch him. He could not help but look out to the girls who were watching his every move on stage. They were waiting for the moment that Amy stripped him, a moment that he could not get out of his mind. As he moved to centre stage for his monologue, he found the excitement was starting to overpower him and he could not stop himself getting turned on.
The initial growth was not a problem until Amy pushed herself against his back and he could feel her breasts through her bra against his skin. Her arms came round him and her left hand settled on his chest with her right hand on his stomach. It then slowly moved down so that her little finger was starting to edge underneath his boxer shorts. By now, Tom was getting hard - the giggling faces in the crowd were all he needed to confirm that. He stood still as Amy grasped the elastic and pulled downwards, unaware that his erection was by now an obstruction. To help her, Tom pulled the band forward to free himself and allow Amy to remove them completely. His erection sprang up and hit his stomach with a loud slap.
At this, the girls in the crowd could not contain themselves and started to cheer. Miss Woods turned around angrily and ordered them to be quiet. Tom mentally constructed the remainder of the speech in his head, trying not to be distracted as Amy took his erection in both hands and began the technique that Miss Woods had shown her around half an hour earlier. He could feel his erection throbbing already. The technique was working too well and Tom was thrown. He faltered, only able to emit grunting noises.
Miss Woods was not at all unsettled by the sight of a nude student being frantically masturbated a couple of metres from her face and called out his line. Tom repeated the line and remembered how to continue from there but found that his oratory was suffering. He began to shout his lines, each word delivered as a staccato to Amy’s rhythm. The pressure at the base of his erection built and he knew that he would soon come but had no way of indicating to Amy that she needed to slow down. He tried to send a message by pushing his backside into her but it did not work and the shift in his body only lead him to lose what little control he still had.
One short spurt was followed by two longer ones, each accompanied by a loud gasp. Amy felt his body shudder and, with her hands becoming wet, she knew that she had done her job. She felt a wave of relief through her body which she had not expected to be so intense. She kept hold of his naked body, her hands still clasped tightly around his erection. In the audience, there had been silence for a few seconds, followed by a big cheer and applause. No matter what Miss Woods thought, they had enjoyed the show at least.
Tom had to wait for Miss Woods to give her opinion, as she was busy making notes as if watching this was an every day occurrence for her. Jane came over with a towel for Tom to clean himself up. "See, I'm always prepared. I wasn’t expecting that much to come out or I’d have brought two towels. But that was amazing. Amy, honey, you can let go of him now."
Amy released him and said, "Wow, we've done it. Well done Tom."
Tom was lost for words and could only say, “Any time.”
He tied the towel around his waist and, while Amy was putting a long shirt on, Miss Woods came over.
"Very good, that’s nearly there but not quite. Tom, you missed your last lines so you need to hold on a bit longer. I'm sure you know that though. I don’t think we can try the scene again now but you two need to practice timing on your own. Well done, both of you."
As she turned away, Jane spoke up.
“I'm sorry that the other girls were here. Miss Woods has told them not to tell anyone what happened here or Caroline will be in trouble. They wont say anything, I’m sure of it, though I wish she'd just made them leave. It's too late now but now you know what it's like with a bigger audience.
“Another thing. I'm stage managing this so I want everything to look at its best. You need to trim your pubes. Sorry to be blunt but its the truth. When you're naked, they're not going to be looking at your pretty face and we don’t want people to think you’re a caveman. Otherwise you look beautiful! Very hot, love it. The last thing, as Miss Woods says - timing. I think you know what that means. Can you both meet after school?”
“Amy can come to my house, I suppose.”
Amy nodded without saying a word.
“That’s settled then!” Jane exclaimed.
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