Edit: The list of chapters:
1. The Job Search
2. Security Check viewtopic.php?p=46103#p46103
3. Now things are getting really embarrassing viewtopic.php?p=46105#p46105
4. And now, a look inside viewtopic.php?p=46142#p46142
5. In the waiting area viewtopic.php?p=46186#p46186
6. At the Cafébar viewtopic.php?p=46232#p46232
7. The boarding viewtopic.php?p=47006#p47006
Here is the start of another story. I hope it will be not to close to my first story. Like the other story it here although takes a little time to become sexual.
It would be nice if I get some feedback whether you're interessed in further chapters.
Alone among Women
1 The Job Search
Thursday morning unfolded for Julian Meyer much like many days in recent months. The 26-year-old (1.86 m tall, slim and athletic) had recently completed his teacher training. And now he was searching for a job in vain. So he spent the morning in his favorite café, trying to drink as little as possible to conserve his already meager budget, and scouring the internet and various apps for job postings on his smartphone.
"I should have studied something else," he thought, as he had so often before. "I should have known that biology and sports teachers aren't in demand; everyone studies those subjects. I should have just taken computer science or some other exotic subject. But now it's too late; now I have to figure out where to find work." And so he searched listlessly for job postings, even though he knew he wouldn't find anything.
So it was no surprise that two hours later he still hadn't made any progress. "I'll just browse one more job portal, and then I'm done," he muttered to himself. He typed in the words "sports," "teacher," and "trainer" and scrolled through the listings. He already knew most of them and had even contacted a few, but ultimately, they were all unsuitable.
But one ad was new and it sounded appealing: "Young, up-and-coming company wants to open a new fitness studio in Munich and is looking for dedicated staff (m/f/d)." "Well, it's not at school but it's sports, and I'd be teaching there in some way. It sounds good and if the salary is right …. I've always wanted to live in Munich!"
The ad stated, "Informal applications welcome via WhatsApp," so Julian replied directly. "Hi, I'm interested in the job. Is it still available? I'm Julian, 26 years old, and a qualified sports teacher. I'd be happy if it works out."
Less than two minutes later, the reply came: "Hi, I'm Susan, I'll be the manager at the gym. But we are in the preopening phase. We really need you, as we have a significant surplus of women on staff. At the moment you are the only man. We can take care of your references and such things later; first, we should get to know each other. When would you be available?"
"Actually, right away. I just finished my studies and am looking for work. However, I don't live in Munich, but in Duisburg, and I'd have to figure out how to get there and where to live."
"That's not so important right now; we can help you with finding an apartment. But you don't have to come to Munich right away. We're planning to start with a week for team building in Tuscany on Monday. My relatives have a farm house there. We'll also take care of the initial details of our collaboration there.
We can also see if we're a good fit professionally; if not, we can easily part ways afterward for everyone involved. We'll take care of the travel arrangements. I'll check for a flight for you and let you know. Best, Susan”
"Well, that sounds great," thought Julian, "a whole week chilling in Tuscany, and the flight's even paid for. I hope it all works out."
Sort time later the next message arrived from Susan: "The flight's booked, I just need your ID details. You're leaving from Düsseldorf-Weeze to Pisa on Monday morning at 10:20 a.m. My aunt will pick you up there. The rest of the team is traveling from Munich. We will arrive in the afternoon. Please note: Ryanair has new baggage restrictions. You're only allowed hand luggage (so no liquids), and it can only be 20x20x35cm. But you don't need much anyway, just bring your sports gear, otherwise you practically don't need anything. P.S.: We also have your future uniforms here."
"Oh dear, 20x20x35 cm is barely the size of a thick A4 envelope. That means, I can’t bring much luggage with me! But what am I supposed to take? Deodorant, shampoo, etc. are out of the question because I'm not allowed liquids, but Katrin will take care of that.
And when I’m really thinking about it, I don't really need much else. I'll put on my sportswear right away, of course from Under Armour, my favorite brand. It's warm in Italy, so my running shorts will be enough; they're quite airy, and they have a mesh inner lining, so I don't need underwear. The lining is lightly see-through, but you can only see them if I spread my legs wide, and nobody's going to look that closely. Besides, it's a great feeling to be able to subtly show my sexy body with all the girls.. I'll wear my black compression tank top; it really shows off my muscles. Add some socks and sneakers, and I'll be perfectly dressed for the flight. And I'll also take another set of sportswear with me: a pair of short black compression shorts, another compression tank top and socks. I don't have room for anything more, so I'll just do laundry in between; it's all quick drying.”
And that was exactly how Julian was arriving at the airport on Monday morning.
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And here's part 2, a little more sexual but still no nudity (but it will not take long time more 
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2. Security check
In short sport clothes and with a small gym bag in his hand that truly deserved the name "hand baggage." Since he didn't have any luggage to check, he could go straight to the security checkpoint.
It looked a bit different than he was used to from previous flights: The last station was haphazardly screened off with partitions. Before he could even wonder about it, a security officer approached him: "Good afternoon, sir! Due to new security regulations, we are required to conduct an intensive check on randomly selected passengers. You have been chosen for this; please follow me to the last station."
"Does it have to be like this?" thought Julian. But once they've got you on the hook, there's no getting out of it. And so he resigned himself to his fate and followed the security officer.
Once there, Julian was informed about the reason for the intensive check.
"We have to thoroughly check every 250th passenger—their luggage, their clothing, and then a body search." Julian went slightly pale. "And what about privacy?"
"That's what the privacy screen is for." Julian looked at the rickety partition, which was about 1.5 meters high and only shielded him from the other security stations up to his chest. Behind it, he saw two other young men, shirtless, being checked, and clearly embarrassed by the situation.
"Please go now to my colleague, Ms. Berger. She will escort you through the check."
With a distinct feeling of unease, Julian went to the young woman waiting for him at the security station. Ms. Berger, that was a young woman who was 22 years old; her first name was Lena.
When she saw Julian approaching, she thought by herself, "What a cutie. Great body and cute face, what do I want more? And he's about to take his clothes off right here. I really landed a great position here with the special security check. And because of the me-too-debate, they only select men, and actually only young and good-looking ones who don't have any major problems with undressing."
Lena greeted Julian with the words: "Good afternoon. As my colleague already explained to you, we are conducting a strict security check. For this, we need to fill out a personal information form. Please give me your ID." Somewhat surprised, Julian produced his ID card, and Lena transferred the data to the form: last name, first name, date of birth, height, eye color, address. "We will now obtain the remaining information. First, we need to check your luggage. Have you already checked in any luggage? We have to filter that out of the baggage handling system again."
"No, I'm only traveling with hand luggage." "Then let's see, but please take everything out of the bag and put it on the belt."
Julian unpacked his small bag. He placed his compression shorts, compression tank top, and socks on the belt, along with his keys, wallet, plane ticket, the smartphone with charger and the airpods, which he had packed in the bag with his clothes. Finally, he placed the bag itself on the belt. "Is that all?" Lena asked, amused. "Well, you don't seem to be traveling for long, or are you going on a nudist beach vacation?"
"No," Julian replied somewhat sourly, "but with the new baggage regulations, I'm not allowed to take any more." "Well, if you want to save the €20 for baggage, you have to limit yourself," Lena remarked snidely. "True," thought Julian, "I could have just booked extra baggage!" But now it's too late.”
)2. Security check
In short sport clothes and with a small gym bag in his hand that truly deserved the name "hand baggage." Since he didn't have any luggage to check, he could go straight to the security checkpoint.
It looked a bit different than he was used to from previous flights: The last station was haphazardly screened off with partitions. Before he could even wonder about it, a security officer approached him: "Good afternoon, sir! Due to new security regulations, we are required to conduct an intensive check on randomly selected passengers. You have been chosen for this; please follow me to the last station."
"Does it have to be like this?" thought Julian. But once they've got you on the hook, there's no getting out of it. And so he resigned himself to his fate and followed the security officer.
Once there, Julian was informed about the reason for the intensive check.
"We have to thoroughly check every 250th passenger—their luggage, their clothing, and then a body search." Julian went slightly pale. "And what about privacy?"
"That's what the privacy screen is for." Julian looked at the rickety partition, which was about 1.5 meters high and only shielded him from the other security stations up to his chest. Behind it, he saw two other young men, shirtless, being checked, and clearly embarrassed by the situation.
"Please go now to my colleague, Ms. Berger. She will escort you through the check."
With a distinct feeling of unease, Julian went to the young woman waiting for him at the security station. Ms. Berger, that was a young woman who was 22 years old; her first name was Lena.
When she saw Julian approaching, she thought by herself, "What a cutie. Great body and cute face, what do I want more? And he's about to take his clothes off right here. I really landed a great position here with the special security check. And because of the me-too-debate, they only select men, and actually only young and good-looking ones who don't have any major problems with undressing."
Lena greeted Julian with the words: "Good afternoon. As my colleague already explained to you, we are conducting a strict security check. For this, we need to fill out a personal information form. Please give me your ID." Somewhat surprised, Julian produced his ID card, and Lena transferred the data to the form: last name, first name, date of birth, height, eye color, address. "We will now obtain the remaining information. First, we need to check your luggage. Have you already checked in any luggage? We have to filter that out of the baggage handling system again."
"No, I'm only traveling with hand luggage." "Then let's see, but please take everything out of the bag and put it on the belt."
Julian unpacked his small bag. He placed his compression shorts, compression tank top, and socks on the belt, along with his keys, wallet, plane ticket, the smartphone with charger and the airpods, which he had packed in the bag with his clothes. Finally, he placed the bag itself on the belt. "Is that all?" Lena asked, amused. "Well, you don't seem to be traveling for long, or are you going on a nudist beach vacation?"
"No," Julian replied somewhat sourly, "but with the new baggage regulations, I'm not allowed to take any more." "Well, if you want to save the €20 for baggage, you have to limit yourself," Lena remarked snidely. "True," thought Julian, "I could have just booked extra baggage!" But now it's too late.”
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And part 3.
P.S.: It would be nice to get some reactions - positive or negative.
3. Now things are getting really embarrassing
With mischievous glee, Lena stated, "Okay, if that's all, then let's move on to the clothing you're wearing. Please take off your shoes and socks and place them on the conveyor belt for scanning." After Julian had removed his footwear and the cold gym floor made his gradual exposure palpable, Lena added, "And now your outerwear, T-shirt and trousers. You can keep your underwear on."
Julian murmured to Lena, "Could we please skip this?" "No, we can't. Everything has to proceed according to procedure."
"Please make an exception," Julian pleaded.
"I don't see any reason to," Lena remarked coolly. But Julian continued to plead, whispering, "Please! I'm not wearing any underwear."
Lena was inwardly overjoyed because what she had long hoped for had finally come true, but outwardly she remained completely calm and said so loudly and clearly that everyone within a 20-meter radius could hear: "The fact that you're not wearing underwear is no reason to change our procedures; that's your problem." Shocked and ashamed, Julian looked around. The two men in their underwear in front of him, the man who had joined the queue behind him, the nearby security officers, and even the people in the next lock — everyone was looking at him, some shocked, others indignant, and still others lustful.
The people in the next lock, in particular, tried hard to catch a glimpse of him, which they easily managed thanks to the far too low privacy screen.
"Come on, hurry up," Lena called out, "we don't have time all the day."
Julian took another deep breath, lowered his gaze, and began to take off his shirt. He hesitated a little with his shorts. "If you don't pick up the pace now, I'll take this as resistance against security, and then we'll handcuff you and we will strip you," Lena said.
"Okay, fine, I'm doing it." Julian closed his eyes and hooked his index fingers into the waistband of his shorts. With a swift movement, he pulled his shorts down, stepped out of them, and laid them on the conveyor belt. As quickly as he could, he covered his penis with both hands. However, he knew that everyone present had been able to catch a glimpse of his genitals. He had never felt so naked, so humiliated. Yet his body seemed to enjoy the situation; with horror, he felt his penis begin to stir, slowly growing larger and stiffer.
Then he heard Lena's command: "Now go through the security gate with your arms raised." Knowing that security wouldn't allow any discussion, Julian obeyed. As he raised his hands, his penis enjoyed its newfound freedom and rose until it remained semi-erect. Lena called out to the colleague at the camera: "Klaus, look at this! That little pig seems to enjoy showing himself off naked. You'd better watch out, or you'll get charged because of public indecency."
"Please hurry up so I can get dressed again," Julian pleaded, struggling to cover his penis with his hands.
"No, it's not that quick. We have to examine your clothes first. After they've been x-rayed, everything will be weighed. First, the shoes... 590 grams..." Lena entered the weight on the personal information form. "... And now the clothes..." She gathered the few items of clothing and said mockingly, "Well, we'd probably be better off getting out the postal scale for this. Let's see if our scale is even suitable for such a featherweight." But the scale worked. "465 grams," Lena read and entered it. "And now the rest: wallet, smartphone, charger, keys, and don't forget the gym bag. 870 grams. You're the first passenger whose small items weigh more than the clothes you're carrying."
"Can I please get dressed now?" Julian asked. "No, we have a few things to sort out first. We need to weigh yourself first. Please step onto the scale." The young man sat down on the scale that was on the table, the same scale that had been used to weigh his clothes. "No, that'll give us a completely wrong result. You have to stand up," said Lena, thinking to herself, "Actually, it's not necessary, but if we have the opportunity to examine such a magnificent specimen, we want to share it with everyone." With some effort, Julian heaved his entire body onto the table and stood on the scale. He didn't care about anything anymore; he just hoped it would be over quickly.
He was now standing on the table, right in the middle of the security check, like Michelangelo's David in the Piazza della Signoria in Florence, and could be admired in all his glory by everyone in the room who wasn't suffering from a serious eye condition.
"81.8 kg," Lena read from the scale. "You can come down.”
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3. Now things are getting really embarrassing
With mischievous glee, Lena stated, "Okay, if that's all, then let's move on to the clothing you're wearing. Please take off your shoes and socks and place them on the conveyor belt for scanning." After Julian had removed his footwear and the cold gym floor made his gradual exposure palpable, Lena added, "And now your outerwear, T-shirt and trousers. You can keep your underwear on."
Julian murmured to Lena, "Could we please skip this?" "No, we can't. Everything has to proceed according to procedure."
"Please make an exception," Julian pleaded.
"I don't see any reason to," Lena remarked coolly. But Julian continued to plead, whispering, "Please! I'm not wearing any underwear."
Lena was inwardly overjoyed because what she had long hoped for had finally come true, but outwardly she remained completely calm and said so loudly and clearly that everyone within a 20-meter radius could hear: "The fact that you're not wearing underwear is no reason to change our procedures; that's your problem." Shocked and ashamed, Julian looked around. The two men in their underwear in front of him, the man who had joined the queue behind him, the nearby security officers, and even the people in the next lock — everyone was looking at him, some shocked, others indignant, and still others lustful.
The people in the next lock, in particular, tried hard to catch a glimpse of him, which they easily managed thanks to the far too low privacy screen.
"Come on, hurry up," Lena called out, "we don't have time all the day."
Julian took another deep breath, lowered his gaze, and began to take off his shirt. He hesitated a little with his shorts. "If you don't pick up the pace now, I'll take this as resistance against security, and then we'll handcuff you and we will strip you," Lena said.
"Okay, fine, I'm doing it." Julian closed his eyes and hooked his index fingers into the waistband of his shorts. With a swift movement, he pulled his shorts down, stepped out of them, and laid them on the conveyor belt. As quickly as he could, he covered his penis with both hands. However, he knew that everyone present had been able to catch a glimpse of his genitals. He had never felt so naked, so humiliated. Yet his body seemed to enjoy the situation; with horror, he felt his penis begin to stir, slowly growing larger and stiffer.
Then he heard Lena's command: "Now go through the security gate with your arms raised." Knowing that security wouldn't allow any discussion, Julian obeyed. As he raised his hands, his penis enjoyed its newfound freedom and rose until it remained semi-erect. Lena called out to the colleague at the camera: "Klaus, look at this! That little pig seems to enjoy showing himself off naked. You'd better watch out, or you'll get charged because of public indecency."
"Please hurry up so I can get dressed again," Julian pleaded, struggling to cover his penis with his hands.
"No, it's not that quick. We have to examine your clothes first. After they've been x-rayed, everything will be weighed. First, the shoes... 590 grams..." Lena entered the weight on the personal information form. "... And now the clothes..." She gathered the few items of clothing and said mockingly, "Well, we'd probably be better off getting out the postal scale for this. Let's see if our scale is even suitable for such a featherweight." But the scale worked. "465 grams," Lena read and entered it. "And now the rest: wallet, smartphone, charger, keys, and don't forget the gym bag. 870 grams. You're the first passenger whose small items weigh more than the clothes you're carrying."
"Can I please get dressed now?" Julian asked. "No, we have a few things to sort out first. We need to weigh yourself first. Please step onto the scale." The young man sat down on the scale that was on the table, the same scale that had been used to weigh his clothes. "No, that'll give us a completely wrong result. You have to stand up," said Lena, thinking to herself, "Actually, it's not necessary, but if we have the opportunity to examine such a magnificent specimen, we want to share it with everyone." With some effort, Julian heaved his entire body onto the table and stood on the scale. He didn't care about anything anymore; he just hoped it would be over quickly.
He was now standing on the table, right in the middle of the security check, like Michelangelo's David in the Piazza della Signoria in Florence, and could be admired in all his glory by everyone in the room who wasn't suffering from a serious eye condition.
"81.8 kg," Lena read from the scale. "You can come down.”
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4. And now, a look inside.
Now we have to check all your body orifices to make sure you haven't hidden anything there. So, open your mouth. Julian quickly stepped off the scale and obediently opened his mouth. At the same time, Lena put on rubber gloves. She professionally examined his mouth area. "Finished, and now the anus." Julian couldn't believe his ears. "Here, in front of everyone?" "No, here in the restricted area," said Lena, grinning amusedly. "But we can also go to the neighboring building if you like. However, we would have to go outside for that, and I wouldn't advise that in your current state of undress." "Well, everyone's already seen me anyway," Julian thought. "Let's just get it over with quickly."
Julian was told to lie on the table with his upper body and spread his buttocks apart.
At that point, the next passenger in line angrily chimed in. "This is outrageous, what you're doing here. I'm certainly not going to spread my ass!" "You don't have to," Lena reassured him, "we only do that with people who have already taken off their underwear." Then she continued with Julian.
She inserted her finger into Julian's anus; of course, she was wearing the same glove she had used in his mouth; after all, you have to save on materials. She probed and twisted, and then stated with satisfaction: "No, there's nothing here." "I could have told you that right away," Julian remarked sourly.
"And now the last hole," Lena remarked, and Julian wondered what she could mean by that. She rummaged around and pulled out a cotton swab. "We always have to get these materials out separately, because we don't have passengers without underwear that often." She dipped the cotton swab into a liquid and then said: "And now please pull back your foreskin so I can examine your urethra." "This is going too far now," Julian protested, "this is perverse." "Perverse is showing up at the airport without underwear; this here is simply a thorough inspection," Lena replied coolly. "So, if you don't mind, we'll hurry up, then we'll be finished in a moment."
Somehow, Julian only had himself to blame for his predicament. Hoping this would be the last humiliation, Julian submitted to the supposed security protocol. He presented his penis and pulled back his foreskin. Lena inserted the swab three-quarters of the way into his urethra. "You wouldn't believe where people hide things." She pulled the swab out again and said, "Finished! ... Well, not quite; we still need a urine sample, for drugs and so on." Then she handed Julian a small cup. He looked around for a toilet. To which Lena replied, "I have to see you urinating, otherwise you could just give me someone else's urine." "But what about privacy?" Julian asked hopelessly. Lena rolled her eyes. "What do you think we put up this screen for? Now hurry up." Julian tried to pee into the cup despite the many onlookers, but he couldn't. "Ps ps ps" said Lena impatiently, and after a while, a small amount finally came out. "We'll skip the semen sample today," Lena said mockingly. "We're finished with you now. Your belongings still need to undergo some examinations. You can take a seat in the separate waiting area in the meantime.”
Now we have to check all your body orifices to make sure you haven't hidden anything there. So, open your mouth. Julian quickly stepped off the scale and obediently opened his mouth. At the same time, Lena put on rubber gloves. She professionally examined his mouth area. "Finished, and now the anus." Julian couldn't believe his ears. "Here, in front of everyone?" "No, here in the restricted area," said Lena, grinning amusedly. "But we can also go to the neighboring building if you like. However, we would have to go outside for that, and I wouldn't advise that in your current state of undress." "Well, everyone's already seen me anyway," Julian thought. "Let's just get it over with quickly."
Julian was told to lie on the table with his upper body and spread his buttocks apart.
At that point, the next passenger in line angrily chimed in. "This is outrageous, what you're doing here. I'm certainly not going to spread my ass!" "You don't have to," Lena reassured him, "we only do that with people who have already taken off their underwear." Then she continued with Julian.
She inserted her finger into Julian's anus; of course, she was wearing the same glove she had used in his mouth; after all, you have to save on materials. She probed and twisted, and then stated with satisfaction: "No, there's nothing here." "I could have told you that right away," Julian remarked sourly.
"And now the last hole," Lena remarked, and Julian wondered what she could mean by that. She rummaged around and pulled out a cotton swab. "We always have to get these materials out separately, because we don't have passengers without underwear that often." She dipped the cotton swab into a liquid and then said: "And now please pull back your foreskin so I can examine your urethra." "This is going too far now," Julian protested, "this is perverse." "Perverse is showing up at the airport without underwear; this here is simply a thorough inspection," Lena replied coolly. "So, if you don't mind, we'll hurry up, then we'll be finished in a moment."
Somehow, Julian only had himself to blame for his predicament. Hoping this would be the last humiliation, Julian submitted to the supposed security protocol. He presented his penis and pulled back his foreskin. Lena inserted the swab three-quarters of the way into his urethra. "You wouldn't believe where people hide things." She pulled the swab out again and said, "Finished! ... Well, not quite; we still need a urine sample, for drugs and so on." Then she handed Julian a small cup. He looked around for a toilet. To which Lena replied, "I have to see you urinating, otherwise you could just give me someone else's urine." "But what about privacy?" Julian asked hopelessly. Lena rolled her eyes. "What do you think we put up this screen for? Now hurry up." Julian tried to pee into the cup despite the many onlookers, but he couldn't. "Ps ps ps" said Lena impatiently, and after a while, a small amount finally came out. "We'll skip the semen sample today," Lena said mockingly. "We're finished with you now. Your belongings still need to undergo some examinations. You can take a seat in the separate waiting area in the meantime.”
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5. In the Waiting Area
Julian stared in dismay at the waiting area which Lena had shown to him.
It was also separated from the rest of the room by low partitions. Seven men in their underwear were in it. But there were also twelve fully clothed women, who were forming a line in front of the women's restroom. Its entrance was located in the separated area. "Unfortunately, it couldn't be arranged any other way," Lena commented snappily, noticing his expression. "Please hurry up a bit, we have to examine the next one." With these words, she energetically pulled the naked Julian by the arm into the waiting area. The women standing there greeted him with suggestive and amused glances. Panicked, Julian covered his penis with both hands.
"Julian?!" he suddenly heard a woman call out. Startled, Julian looked up. A woman his age stepped out of the line and came running towards him. "Julian?! Don't you recognize me anymore? It's me, Theresa."
"Oh no," Julian thought. The woman was a former fellow student of him. With open arms, she came towards him and hugged Julian, who was still clinging to his penis with both hands. Theresa pretended not to notice his nakedness, but while hugging him, she secretly and boldly grabbed and pinched his bare buttocks with both hands. Poor Julian couldn't defend himself.
"Nice to see you, where are you flying to?" Theresa asked. "To Pisa," Julian mumbled, visibly annoyed.
"That's a coincidence, I'm flying there too." And Therea added: "It's funny that I meet you here, and then in this sexy outfit!"
"Well, I don't find it so funny," Julian replied, "but they have a special examination here, and I had to hand over all my clothes for it, and now I'm waiting to get them back."
"And I'll wait with you! I saw your special examination,” Theresa giggled. She politely refrained from mentioning that she had also noticed he was going commando when he came to the airport. “Now I have to introduce you to my friends!” Theresa said excitedly and pushed Julian towards the line in front of the women's restroom. He was so surprised that he let himself be led without resistance.
Once they reached the restroom, he was greeted cheerfully by all the women. “These are Lilly and Desirée,” Theresa said, pointing to two women her age. “And this is Julian, an old classmate of mine,” she introduced Julian to the women. “Nice to meet you,” Desirée grinned at him and held out her hand in greeting, regardless of his predicament. Since she didn't withdraw her hand, Julian felt compelled to release one hand from his penis and return the greeting. Of course, covering his penis and testicles with one hand was considerably more difficult, and so some skin flashed between his fingers, which the women noticed with evident enjoyment. Desirée quickly grasped the offered hand, shook it vigorously, and didn't let go. At the same time, Lilly grabbed his left hand and pried it away from his penis. Now he was suddenly shaking both their hands, but his penis was completely exposed.
Julian tried to free his hands, but both women held on tightly, and he remained exposed. The women told him how happy they were to meet him and how much they admired his physique. Julian was incredibly embarrassed and begged them to please let go of his hands.
“Why?” asked Lilly, “Anyone with such a great figure doesn’t need to hide. If it were up to me, you wouldn’t need to wear anything at all.” Desirée and Theresa, and the other women standing around, agreed with her. Theresa took his exposed penis in her hand and pulled back his foreskin. “I’ve rarely seen such a beautiful penis. How long do you think it is? 18 or 20 cm? Come on, Julian, you’ve definitely measured it, haven’t you?”
Because of the touch, his penis was already getting hard again. Julian pleaded, “Please let me go, this is incredibly embarrassing.”
“We’ll only let you go if you come and have a coffee with us now,” Theresa said mischievously.
“What?!” Julian asked, horrified. “You’ve noticed that I’m naked, right?”
“I think everyone here in the airport has noticed that you're naked. That’s why it’s not a big deal if you show yourself to everyone now,” Theresa said.
“Come on!” added Desirée, “I’ll even lend you my scarf; you can wrap it around yourself like a loincloth. It’s better than sitting around here naked.” She was wearing a wide red chiffon scarf, which she took off and held out to him.
“Come on, Julian!” added Theresa, “either with a loincloth in the café, or naked with an erection here in front of the women’s restroom.”
Because he was embarrassed by his nakedness in front of the women, Julian considered whether it wouldn’t really be better if he could at least cover himself with the scarf - even if it meant that he had to mingle with the other travelers and his three companions.
“Okay, I’ll do it,” he said bravely. He took the scarf from Desirée and tied it around himself.
But unfortunately, the scarf was smaller than he had thought. At least he could wrap it completely around his hips like a towel and tie it together. But the scarf wasn't much wider than 20 centimeters, so when he was standing, it barely covered his penis, but if he sat down, everyone would be able to see it from below. Besides, the chiffon fabric wasn't completely opaque, and his penis was clearly visible through the red material.
"Um, I don't think I want to do it after all," Julian said hesitantly.
"You don't seriously think I'm going to just take the scarf back now that you've smeared your precum all over it," Desirée replied, "you've made your decision, now you have to go through with it." And with those words, the three women — quite forcefully — led the naked Julian out of the separated area and over to a café bar where a large number of travelers were milling about, waiting for their flights.
Julian stared in dismay at the waiting area which Lena had shown to him.
It was also separated from the rest of the room by low partitions. Seven men in their underwear were in it. But there were also twelve fully clothed women, who were forming a line in front of the women's restroom. Its entrance was located in the separated area. "Unfortunately, it couldn't be arranged any other way," Lena commented snappily, noticing his expression. "Please hurry up a bit, we have to examine the next one." With these words, she energetically pulled the naked Julian by the arm into the waiting area. The women standing there greeted him with suggestive and amused glances. Panicked, Julian covered his penis with both hands.
"Julian?!" he suddenly heard a woman call out. Startled, Julian looked up. A woman his age stepped out of the line and came running towards him. "Julian?! Don't you recognize me anymore? It's me, Theresa."
"Oh no," Julian thought. The woman was a former fellow student of him. With open arms, she came towards him and hugged Julian, who was still clinging to his penis with both hands. Theresa pretended not to notice his nakedness, but while hugging him, she secretly and boldly grabbed and pinched his bare buttocks with both hands. Poor Julian couldn't defend himself.
"Nice to see you, where are you flying to?" Theresa asked. "To Pisa," Julian mumbled, visibly annoyed.
"That's a coincidence, I'm flying there too." And Therea added: "It's funny that I meet you here, and then in this sexy outfit!"
"Well, I don't find it so funny," Julian replied, "but they have a special examination here, and I had to hand over all my clothes for it, and now I'm waiting to get them back."
"And I'll wait with you! I saw your special examination,” Theresa giggled. She politely refrained from mentioning that she had also noticed he was going commando when he came to the airport. “Now I have to introduce you to my friends!” Theresa said excitedly and pushed Julian towards the line in front of the women's restroom. He was so surprised that he let himself be led without resistance.
Once they reached the restroom, he was greeted cheerfully by all the women. “These are Lilly and Desirée,” Theresa said, pointing to two women her age. “And this is Julian, an old classmate of mine,” she introduced Julian to the women. “Nice to meet you,” Desirée grinned at him and held out her hand in greeting, regardless of his predicament. Since she didn't withdraw her hand, Julian felt compelled to release one hand from his penis and return the greeting. Of course, covering his penis and testicles with one hand was considerably more difficult, and so some skin flashed between his fingers, which the women noticed with evident enjoyment. Desirée quickly grasped the offered hand, shook it vigorously, and didn't let go. At the same time, Lilly grabbed his left hand and pried it away from his penis. Now he was suddenly shaking both their hands, but his penis was completely exposed.
Julian tried to free his hands, but both women held on tightly, and he remained exposed. The women told him how happy they were to meet him and how much they admired his physique. Julian was incredibly embarrassed and begged them to please let go of his hands.
“Why?” asked Lilly, “Anyone with such a great figure doesn’t need to hide. If it were up to me, you wouldn’t need to wear anything at all.” Desirée and Theresa, and the other women standing around, agreed with her. Theresa took his exposed penis in her hand and pulled back his foreskin. “I’ve rarely seen such a beautiful penis. How long do you think it is? 18 or 20 cm? Come on, Julian, you’ve definitely measured it, haven’t you?”
Because of the touch, his penis was already getting hard again. Julian pleaded, “Please let me go, this is incredibly embarrassing.”
“We’ll only let you go if you come and have a coffee with us now,” Theresa said mischievously.
“What?!” Julian asked, horrified. “You’ve noticed that I’m naked, right?”
“I think everyone here in the airport has noticed that you're naked. That’s why it’s not a big deal if you show yourself to everyone now,” Theresa said.
“Come on!” added Desirée, “I’ll even lend you my scarf; you can wrap it around yourself like a loincloth. It’s better than sitting around here naked.” She was wearing a wide red chiffon scarf, which she took off and held out to him.
“Come on, Julian!” added Theresa, “either with a loincloth in the café, or naked with an erection here in front of the women’s restroom.”
Because he was embarrassed by his nakedness in front of the women, Julian considered whether it wouldn’t really be better if he could at least cover himself with the scarf - even if it meant that he had to mingle with the other travelers and his three companions.
“Okay, I’ll do it,” he said bravely. He took the scarf from Desirée and tied it around himself.
But unfortunately, the scarf was smaller than he had thought. At least he could wrap it completely around his hips like a towel and tie it together. But the scarf wasn't much wider than 20 centimeters, so when he was standing, it barely covered his penis, but if he sat down, everyone would be able to see it from below. Besides, the chiffon fabric wasn't completely opaque, and his penis was clearly visible through the red material.
"Um, I don't think I want to do it after all," Julian said hesitantly.
"You don't seriously think I'm going to just take the scarf back now that you've smeared your precum all over it," Desirée replied, "you've made your decision, now you have to go through with it." And with those words, the three women — quite forcefully — led the naked Julian out of the separated area and over to a café bar where a large number of travelers were milling about, waiting for their flights.
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Re: Alone among women
I suspect the makeshift barely a loincloth will disappear before he gets his clothes back very fun story.
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