The Freshman Show

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Is there going to be another chapter for this story ?

Absolutely. I have the rest of the story written. I just need to do some editing and post. I hope to post the next chapter within the next few days. I'm glad you like it. Thanks for commenting. That keeps me motivated!

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Chapter 2: The Basketball Game

I must say, Emily was a delight throughout this all. Sweet and playful in the most devilish and angelic way. A veritable nephilim.

The pledge had me going for a moment. I laughed quite heartily when they showed their crossed fingers...

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Chapter 4: The Competition

All of us on the losing team were now naked—except for our shoes and socks—facing the entire softball team, all their eyes trained on us, looking us up and down. All those eyes on me were literally making me weak.

Jamie spoke to us directly.

"You guys might be decent baseball players, but it looks like your basketball skills are lacking. In particular, it seems like the jumping was an issue. Wasn't it girls?"

The girls started laughing again. I heard one girl shout out, "Yeah, boys. Needed to get those balls a little higher!"

And then I saw them coming. Emily and some other girls were walking toward us with jump ropes! Oh shit! They were going to make us jump rope and flop around in front of all these girls? Was nothing off limits?

Jamie spoke to us again, her amplified voice echoing off every wall in that gym. "Now listen up, boys. Jump rope isn’t just busy work. It'll help you build strength and rhythm." She stopped and looked at one of the smaller-hung guys, which got a big laugh.

With a smirk, Emily handed me my jump rope. Oh my god.

Jamie went on. "Okay, boys. We're going to have a little contest so we can determine the real loser of The Freshman Show. You're all going to start jumping when I say 'go,' and whoever trips up first, gets the grand prize!"

Damn. The "grand prize?" I had no idea what the grand prize was, but I was sure I didn't want it.

Jamie said, "Alright, boys. Just remember: Quick, controlled footwork, and you'll be fine. Just keep bouncing. Let's see what you've got."

Then she looked out to the girls. We guys had no choice but to hold the ropes in our hands, completely exposing ourselves. I quickly glanced over at the other guys. And yeah. I was still the only one who was hard. Why??? It was just drawing so much attention to me! I wanted to shrivel up and disappear into the floor.

"Shall we give them a countdown, ladies?"

And they all started cheering, "5... 4... 3... 2... 1... GO!"

And holy fuck. All of us up there started jumping rope for our lives. I may not be the best at jumping rope, but I can hold my own. Not that I wanted to subject any of my teammates to the "grand prize" either, whatever it was, but I sure didn't want to win it. So I was giving it my best.

My hard cock was slapping up and down on every single jump. It would go all the way up and slap my belly, and then it would flop down. And that movement sure didn't go unnoticed on Emily or the rest of the girls. The laughter and mocking was deafening. One of the girls even started jumping along with me, laughing as she put her elbow down at her waists, flailing her arm up and down, replicating the movement of my penis. "Look at me!" she yelled. "I'm Brian!!!"

Emily grabbed the microphone from Jamie and started pointing to my cock, yelling, "Check it out! I think Brian's got a pretty good rhythm here! Look at it go!"

I was so red, but I kept jumping. I could see the girls looking at me. Some were hiding their laughs behind their hands, and others were just outwardly pointing and taunting me.

I heard one girl say, "Hey, Brian. Careful with that jump rope. You might cause that thing to go off!" And then I thought I heard another girl say, "Don't shoot it yet! You'll want to save that for later!" I had no idea what that meant. I was trying to block them out entirely, but with Emily standing there, literally crouching down, pointing at me with both hands, trying to rile up the crowd even more, it was absolutely impossible to ignore all those screaming girls. And of course, the more I heard their taunts, the harder I got.

I looked down at the other guys in the line, and they were all jumping and flopping just as much as I was. But Emily was making damn sure I was getting most of the attention.

We'd been going for a couple of minutes, at least. My heart was pounding, not just from the humiliation, but also from the cardio workout. I almost tripped up, but I saved it. I looked down at the other guys, and they all had a good rhythm going. And the more I thought about my rhythm, the more I thought I was going to trip up. I just kept counting and jumping. Staying focused. I knew I must have looked absolutely ridiculous, my hard cock bouncing up and down with every single jump. My eyes started to dart across the sea of faces. I'd stop and look at the girls I knew a little bit, and they were looking right at me.

Then Emily caught my attention. I saw her eyes looking at my cock. Then she looked at me in mock pity, making a kind of sad frowny face.

"Is this a embarrassing for you, Brian? Aw. I'm sorry about that." Then she literally laughed in my face—and it threw me. My nerves, the jeering, Emily rallying the girls by waving my underwear like a flag. It simply threw me. My rhythm was off. I tried to save it, but I couldn't. The rope caught on my right foot—and that was it. I had lost. Fuck! I had lost!

Jamie immediately whisked away the other guys on my team, sending them trotting back to the locker room.

But she had other plans for me. "Brian, I think I'll turn you over to Emily now. She'll help you claim the grand prize for this year's Freshman Show!"

Emily smacked my ass—hard, and then took me by the arm and led me to the center of the court, where there were a few gym mats in a big square. All the other girls dragged folding chairs around the mats, making a big semi circle in front of me. They all sat in their chairs, leaving one open chair at the end of the line, presumably for Emily.

Emily said to me, "You look a little silly there, Brian, all naked except for your shoes and socks. Doesn't he girls?"

The semicircle of girls laughed a bit in agreement.

"So, Brian, we think you've suffered enough. We don't want to see you standing there naked in just your shoes and socks, do we ladies?"

Again there was a muted consensus from the group. Finally, I was getting my clothes back. It was over.

Emily spoke again. "So since you look so silly in just your shoes and socks, we'll help you out. Can I get some help, ladies?"

And then out of the semicircle ran four girls. They tackled me, sat on my legs, and ripped off my shoes and socks. Oh my god. It wasn't bad enough I was mostly naked. Emily wanted me completely naked. Not even my shoes and socks! She wanted me as naked as the day I was born. Completely bare—and totally vulnerable.

The girls threw my shoes and socks off to the side and gleefully ran back to their chairs in the semicircle.

Emily walked up to me and said, "There you go, Brian. Isn't that better? Now you don't look so silly in just your shoes and socks."

That got a good laugh from the girls. I saw them looking me over, pointing at me, whispering to each other. It was maddening. They were anticipating something.

Then, with all the girls nicely seated in their folding chairs, the gym went silent. Completely silent. Emily didn't even need the mic anymore. She spoke to me directly.

"Brian, I want to congratulate you on winning the grand prize for this year's Freshman Show. Ladies, let's give Brain a round of applause."

They clapped politely. No cheering or taunting this time. It was like a fake, dainty, polite clap. Then they stopped clapping and rested their hands in their laps.

"Now, Brian, it's your turn to say 'thank you' to the ladies for coming to your show."

Oh my god. This wasn't happening. What was she going to make me do? She was actually going to make me stand here and say "thank you" for the honor of being humiliated like this?

All the girls were smiling at me, like they knew exactly what was about to come, and it was maddening because I had no clue. A couple of them even looked genuinely sorry for me. Of course, that didn't stop them from staring at me, all naked in front of them. But most of them were smiling ear to ear, eagerly awaiting the next humiliation.

Emily spoke to me. "Brian, you will now kneel down on both knees—arms at your sides, of course—in front of Olivia." Olivia was the girl sitting in the first chair on the far right of the semicircle. "And once you're kneeling, you'll introduce yourself and ask her if she would kindly watch you claim the grand prize for this year's Freshman Show. Then, once Olivia accepts your offer, you will stand up and repeat the process for each one of us."

I was completely numb. I felt broken. Numb and broken. Naked, numb, and broken. I guess that's what they were going for, and well, it worked. I didn't have anything left in me, other than to quietly follow Emily's instructions.

Emily guided me over to Olivia. She helped me get to my knees. She made sure my hands were plainly at my sides. Then she prompted me to speak.

"Hello, Olivia. I'm Brian."

Olivia smiled as she looked me up and down. "It's nice to meet you Brian. I'm Olivia. Is there something you'd like to ask me?"

If I had thought naked jump rope was humiliating, this took it to a whole new level.

"Yes, Olivia. Would you please watch me claim this year's grand prize?"

"Oh, Brian. Of course. I was hoping you would ask."

I was about to get up and move to the next girl when Emily stopped me.

"Where are your manners, Brian. Say 'Thank you' to Olivia, and tell her you hope she enjoys the show.

Wow.

Still on my knees, I said, "Thank you, Olivia. I hope you enjoy the show."

Olivia nodded politely, stealing a glance—or more than a glance—of everything I had. Then I stood up, moved two feet to my left, and kneeled in front of the next girl.

The standing up, taking two steps to my left, and kneeling down again was oddly the most humiliating thing I'd done all night. More humiliating than the basketball. More than the stripping. More than the jump rope. I think it was the sheer simplicity of it. Just total and complete subjugation. And Emily forced me to do it over, and over, and over—individually, intimately—for every single girl there. Abigail, Samantha, Megan, Taylor... I can't even remember all their names.

And then I got to Jessica. Her name I remember.

I kneeled down in front of her and I said, "Hello, Jessica. I'm Brian."

But Jessica looked displeased. She called Emily over.

"What's the problem, Jessica?" Emily asked, oh so helpfully.

"Well, Emily, it's just that Brian's not hard anymore. He was hard for you earlier when he was up on the chair, and he was hard when he was jumping rope. And he was hard for Olivia and some of the others. But now he's just soft. And I think he should be hard. I think it's a bit rude that he's not hard. Don't you think it's rude?"

Wow. I mean, yeah. I was soft. But come on! This had been going on a long time, and I had gone soft. Maybe it was the intensity of the humiliation. I don't know. But yeah. I was soft.

Then Emily said, "Brian, I think Jessica is right. Would you please stand up and get yourself hard again? Then I'll let you kneel down and begin your introduction again."

She'll let me? As if this is something I want to do?

Jessica looked me up and down and smiled. She even winked at me and blew me a little kiss.

Emily helped me get to my feet. I didn't move at first. So Emily actually took my arm, and moved my hand to my penis so I could get myself hard again. I couldn't make eye contact with anyone. I had to close my eyes. This was beyond anything I could have imagined. And there was no cheering or taunting this time. And actually, that was even worse. They were all sitting there, like perfect ladies, in total silence, watching me get myself hard.

Finally, Emily gestured to my penis and asked Jessica, "Jessica, will this be acceptable?"

Jessica leaned in and took a long, close look, checking me out from every angle.

Eventually, she nodded. "Yes, Emily. Thank you for checking. This will be acceptable."

Then Emily said to me, "Very good, Brian. You may continue your introductions now."

And so it went. I kneeled before every single girl on that team. And finally, after seemingly forever, I came to the very last chair. And there she was. Emily. She looked at me with those big beautiful eyes. To think that I'd been interested in her. This was the worst of the worst.

I kneeled down and made my introduction.

I could hardly get the words out. "Hello, Emily. I'm Brian."

She actually extended her hand, like she wanted me to kiss it! The nerve!

"Hello, Brian. I'm Emily. I've been enjoying watching you all night."

I continued. "Would you please watch me as I claim tonight's grand prize?"

"Oh, Brian, nothing would give me more pleasure. But you don't seem completely sincere in asking me."

Sincere? Of course I wasn't sincere. I didn't want anything to do with any of this!

"Perhaps you could prove your sincerity by kissing my feet."

I could do nothing but blankly look at her.

The other girls started quietly laughing at my situation. Nothing loud, but I heard the muffled laughs.

"So just get down on all fours, Brian, and kiss my feet."

I had no choice. It was the only way out. I got down on all fours, brought my face to her shoes, and kissed each of her shoes one time. Then I came back up to the kneeling position. I tried not to make eye contact, but Emily forced the issue, meeting me with a delighted grin.

Then she softly said, "Alright, Brian. You've been a good boy. Now let's see about that grand prize."

Emily stood up and led me back to the center of the mat, where she gestured for me to sit down. I did.

And then, oh my god. She casually tossed a tissue in my direction and teasingly said, "You know what to do."

I knew what to do??? Was she serious??? In front of all those girls???

I looked around the room, scanning their faces. They were all looking right at me. And for the first time that night, it was completely silent in the gym. I mean, silent. All you could hear was the hum of the air blowing through the vents.

"Any time, Brian," Emily said with a bit of an edge. "It's getting late." She glanced at her watch. "Some of us have better things to be doing."

Her words cut like a knife. Like I was holding them up? They had better things to do? This whole ordeal was nothing more than an inconvenience to them? They stole my nakedness, my integrity, my pride... and this was just a meaningless waste of time for them??? This was beyond... I mean... I don't even have the words!

All those eyes looking at me, as I sat there on the mat, hesitating, stalling, hoping everyone would just go away. How could I possibly do this???

Emily stood over me, impatiently tapping her foot. "Let's go, Brian."

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Love it!

[hightab]

Another great chapter.
Damn it always leaving it on cliffhanger.

[Skylar21]

Wonderful chapter!
Truly great ENM! Total humiliation!

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Wonderful chapter!
Truly great ENM! Total humiliation!

Thanks. Yeah, they are really turning the screws on poor Brian in this chapter.

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Another great chapter.
Damn it always leaving it on cliffhanger.

Thank you. Glad you're enjoying the story. And yeah... a cliffhanger. Although I think it's pretty clear what they expect Brian to do next.

[lovaboitoy]

Yes great story I’ve enjoyed every chapter fun and humiliating experience for Brian and love hearing every thing he is feeling so hot and hope you finish it

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Yes great story I’ve enjoyed every chapter fun and humiliating experience for Brian and love hearing every thing he is feeling so hot and hope you finish it

Thank you. And yes, the next part is written. I want to review it again and will plan to post it later next week. Thanks for reading. I'm glad you like it.