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Archive name: (M+F+, dare, teens)
Authors name: The Monk (Address withheld by request)
Story title : Yours is No Disgrace

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Yours is No Disgrace
by "The Monk"

***

I recall an embarrassing but thrilling moment in high
school when I participated in a game of Truth or Dare
at a party.  Most of the guests had gone home and
only a half dozen remained, four girls and two guys,
classmates of mine at Berkmar High School.  The party
had taken place at this girl Stacey's house.  Where her
parents were I have no idea; I assume they were out
of town.

Late in the game, I was dared to run around the outside
of the house in the nude.  Everyone joined in as we
discussed the details of my dare.  I was to begin in
Stacey's room upstairs, where I was to undress completely.
I would then come down the stairs, walk through the den
where everyone was to the back door, walk around to the
side gate, around to the front of the house to the other
side, climb the fence into the backyard (there was no
gate on that side), return through the back door, through
the den and up the stairs, back into Stacey's room where
I would put my clothes back on.

I was reluctant and suffered much teasing as I dallied
at the foot of the stairs.  At last I went up into Stacey's
room where I removed everything but my briefs.  I heard a
voice in the hall, it was Stacey.

"Hurry up, Paul," she teased.  "Were all waiting!"

"Don't come in," I pleaded.  For some reason, I was scared.
It didn't occur to me then that letting a girl see me naked
could be a thrill.  Nervously, I slipped out of my underwear
and summoned my courage.

"If you don't hurry up, we have a worse fate for you!" she
said shouted.  I could hear guffaws downstairs.

At last I shouted, "Ready or not, hear I come!"  I bolted
out of Stacey's room, covering myself with my hands.  I
heard Stacey shout, "Hey, that's not fair!  He's got to
move his hands!"

I ran through the den amid shouts of glee and out the back
door into the chill night air.  "Those bastards better not
lock me out," I thought, as I headed through the gate.  I
paused near the front corner of the house and peered out
cautiously to see if anyone was about.  The coast was clear,
so I made haste across the lawn.  Someone turned the front
porch lights on and off rapidly, which made me furious.
I would be seen!  I cleared the corner and began to scale
the chain link fence, which was harder than I had expected
in bare feet, nude, in thirty-degree weather.  But I made
it, and soon was back inside and hurtling up the stairs
towards Stacey's room as the others laughed.

As I entered Stacey's room, the lights were turned on.
Stacey and her friend Lisa were waiting for me.  My
clothes were nowhere to be seen.

"No fair!" cried Stacey.  "You had your privates covered.
That's not part of the dare, you were supposed to be
naked!"

"I was naked!" I snapped.  "You never said I couldn't
cover myself."  I looked around the room in a panic.
"Where did you put my clothes?" I demanded.

At this, Dawn ran out of her room waving my underwear,
squealing with laughter.  Stacey explained, "We've hidden
them.  There is only one way for you to get them back."

"How?" I asked.

"Your clothes are hidden downstairs.  You have to go down
to the den and stand before us as the day you were born,
with your arms over your head and not covering up anything.
Then you have to turn around slowly ten times, so we can
see everything.  If you do this then we'll give you your
clothes back."

My mind raced.  My first thought was to grab a towel or
some blankets, but that wouldn't help me in the end, 
because my wallet and keys were in my jeans.  I was and
still am a fairly modest guy.  I never showered during
gym, I wore a robe arounf members of my own family, I even
swam wearing a t-shirt.   I could see no means of escape,
and to Stacey I admitted defeat.

"Oh, okay," I muttered, still clutching my genitals.

With a giggle Stacey raced down the stairs.  For a few
moments I waited, until I could hear the group calling
for me impatiently.

I crept down the stairs.  What if I got an erection?  That
would surely be too much to bear.  I looked down at my
dick.  I was not small, and from what I had seen in a few
pornographic magazines, I knew my equipment to be not
unappealing.  At least I could display myself with some
degree of pride, I tried to convince myself.

I reached the foot of the stairs, and turned the corner
into the den, where everyone was seated.  Someone had
placed a placemat on the floor in the middle of the
room.  "Stand on the placemat," commanded Stacey.  I
obeyed.  I could see Lisa and Jennifer checking me out,
as I stood before them.

"Put on some music," joked Jared.  Stacey went over to
the stereo and put on The Yes Album.  The
song was "Yours is No Disgrace".

"Okay, put your hand sover your head and start turning,
but slowly," instructed Stacey.  "You have to keep turning
around until this song is over."

"You said I only had to turn around ten times!" I protested.

"You better just do it if you want your clothes back," she
threatened.

I had no choice, and so started rotating, slowly.  I felt
like an idiot.  As my back turned to them, displaying my
buttocks, Jared whistled loudly and the girls started
cheering and clapping.

"Put those hands in the air!" shouted Stacey, angrily.

Up went my hands, which I placed atop my head.  As I
turned to face them, I could see that all eyes were on
my dick.  One of the girls cheered, "Woo hoo!" but
everyone else remained quiet.  Perhaps they were as
embarrassed as I was.  Well, this is what they all
wanted, I thought.

Suddenly, my greatest fear began to come true.  I started
to think about the eyes of the girls upon my dick, 
especially Stacey's, as she was the hottest.  As I faced
them again I found myself staring at her tits, straining
against the fabric of her fuzzy, pink sweater.  As I met
her gaze, she licked her lips seductively.

"On your tiptoes, Twinkletoes!" shouted Eric, as he let
out an enormous belch, eliciting giggles from the girls.

"That fuckin' asshole," I thought, but immediately my
thoughts returned to Stacey, whom I regarded as a very
sexy girl, with her wide, round hips, full breasts,
long, wavy, brown hair, and her big, brown eyes, which
were transfixed on my cock, which was starting to fill
with blood, bobbing up and down with each beat of my
heart.

By the time I faced the group again, my dick was pointing
straight up at the ceiling.  As I turned, my eyes met
those of each in the group.  Jared was shaking his head
as if to say, "You fuckin' moron."  Eric was grinning from
ear to ear, and Lisa and Jennifer's eyes moved from mine
to my dick and back again.  Dawn's face was bright red.
Stacey moved her lips, as if to say, "I want to suck your
[something unintelligible] cock."

I felt a surge of adrenaline race through my body.  My
cock seemd to throb to the beat of "Yours is No Disgrace,"
which mercifully ended abruptly.  I stopped turning,
and covered my enormous erection as best as I could.

"My clothes," I demanded.

"They're in the hall closet on the floor," said Stacey.

When I returned, several of the group had gotten up as if
to go, with comments such as, "Man, am I tired" or "My,
look at the time."

I was too freaked out about Stacey I announced that I,
too, was leaving.  She seemed disappointed, but I could
barely look her in the eye, nor anyone else's.  Once I
was in the car, speeding down the deserted West Freeway,
I realized with a pain that I should have stuck around,
maybe I could have scored with Stacey.  But then I
though, "No, I'll bet she thinks I'm a huge dork now."
When I got home, I pulled up in front of my house and
jacked off until I exploded all over myself.  That would
not be the last time I jacked off thinking about the
events of that evening.

I moved away soon afterward with my parents to another
state, but I now that I'm grown up and have matured
sexually and emotionally, I am able to recall that
game of so many years ago with fondness, for little
did I know then that once I became an adult, got a job,
got married, and had kids, those days would never
return, those thrilling days of sexual awakening.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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