Date: Wed, 14 Oct 2015 19:45:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: - - <mike.99999@yahoo.com>
Subject: My New Birthday Suit Part 2

Okay, so here's what happened next.

My uncle comes out and I'm still naked but he just saw me naked anyway only
now he's naked too, and it looks like he was just jerking off. He's like
hard but floppy, just like me, and also he looks kind of sweaty. I wonder
if he was like listening or watching too or what.

So I ask him what he's doing here and he says he was just getting changed
and then he's putting his clothes on and I do too. I wanted to say
something, but it was all pretty obvious anyway, so nothing more really
happened then, unfortunately.

But it got pretty interesting after that, so don't worry.

My uncle was going to take me up to school that Monday. It's this boarding
school, really fancy and private, and my cousin goes there too and my uncle
went there and is a teacher there. I'm pretty close to that side of the
family.

So it's the first day of classes, and I'm new there but really I'm still
just a visiting guest. The incoming class starts Friday but everybody else
starts the Monday before, so I'm going to stay with my cousin those few
days before I can move into my room.

My uncle drives me up there, and I wanted to talk about what happened at
the tailor's but I don't bring it up. We get there and it's all stone and
wood and carpets and trophy cases. It's behind these gates and really
secluded and everything is all in this one big old building.

And it's all male only, even all the teachers and everything.

I'm wearing my new uniform, slacks and a shirt and coat, and this tie with
the school colors. All around it's all guys dressed just like me.

We get to my cousin's room, and we yell Happy Birthday to him. He opens the
door wearing just a towel. His dad's like "You better get ready before the
first class starts. You can't use the fact that it's your birthday to be
late."

He's just over a year older than me, 'cause my birthday was coming up soon,
like I said.

So then my cousin says to my uncle that he's got to get his birthday suit
on. And then they just look at each other and don't say anything.

I don't know what they're talking about, but my uncle's like "But it's the
first day of classes" and my cousin's like "But it's my birthday."

So then my uncle tells him to help me get accustomed to the place and show
me around, explain everything, and then he leaves.

Then I figure my cousin's going to get his uniform on, but he stays with
his towel on and starts putting on his dress shoes. It's weird, so I'm just
watching. Then he takes his towel off and hangs it up.

I've seen him naked before, like changing at a pool or before a sleepover,
but he's butt naked and wearing shoes, and he starts putting lotion all
over his body. I'm just watching and he doesn't care. Then he starts
trimming his pubes and armpit hair with some scissors. Then he starts
putting baby powder all over himself, and then he puts on his tie, just
like mine.

He's got this skinny waist and skinny chest, and he's smooth all over with
his muscles accentuated and his skin pale all over. He combed his hair
neat, when it's usually messy.

He's totally naked except for his shoes and tie.



I ask him what the hell he's doing. He tells me that it's his birthday
suit.



It turns out that it's this weird old tradition that almost nobody is ever
brave enough to actually do. On your birthday, you just go around wearing
nothing. And it's just fine. He says he's seen other guys do it, usually
only like one or two a year, if that, usually the oldest and wildest.

"You're actually just going to walk around like that all day, to classes,
everywhere?" I ask. "Yep, it's all guys here and this place is always
locked down. I never even have to go outside the building," he says. "It'll
be great. Just watch."



So I knew I was just going to be following him around and sitting in on his
classes, but I didn't know we'd be the center of attention. He opened his
door and strolled down the hall, and immediately all the other guys were
staring and pointing and yelling.

"Happy Birthday!" they kept repeating, and they were all crowding around
and patting him on the back and everywhere else.

I saw a guy pinch his butt, and then I saw another one yank on his dick and
yell.

He's trying to get to his class, and he's also trying to drag me along
behind him and tell people I'm his cousin and new here. It's just this mob
of uniforms circling him.

The bell goes off, and we stumble into a classroom. We sit in the back
corner, next to each other. Some of the guys who were sitting in the front
already weren't aware of the situation and are just talking and looking
back at the hallway.

Then the teacher comes in. He's basically dressed the same as everybody
else, only it's not the uniform. He's like 40 maybe, not too built but
good-looking, just a normal guy. He goes right into talking about math, and
how this year there will be strict attention paid to something or other,
and he's looking through papers and stuff. He writes a couple equations on
the board while he's talking. Everybody's completely silent.

I look over at my cousin, just sitting there like it's a regular class only
he looks like he's in a nightmare about forgetting to wear clothes.

Then the teacher turns around and finally spots my cousin in the back row,
all skin, and he stops mid-word. The rest of the students slowly start to
mumble and turn around and giggle.

"Okay, I see we have a birthday today," he says. He starts writing this
big, long equation with like 50 numbers in it on the board. Then he turns
around and asks my cousin if he'd volunteer.

So my cousin stands up to go to the board, and all the other guys get
really riled up and are getting out of their seats, and they're poking at
him as he walks up the aisle, cracking jokes or sticking their hands out so
my cousin has to brush against them.

I'm just sitting there watching, thinking about how this is now my school
and where I live and the weirdest first day of school ever.



My cousin's ass is staring back at all of us as he reaches up and writes on
the board. The teacher is circling around, glancing down at him and back at
the class. It's kind of funny, and he's letting the class be a little
unruly.

He's like "Well, let me guess how old you are. Are you.... ONE!?" and he
gives my cousin a big smack on the ass. The students erupt in loud cheers
and laughs.

My cousin says "no sir" or something really formal like that.

"Well, ....are you.... TWO?!" and he slaps another against my cousin's bare
ass, which jiggles and is already turning a little red.

Again, "no sir."

My cousin's still working on the equation, but the teacher just keeps
counting up and guessing and spanking in front of everybody. I'm wondering
if this ever happens when guys do this birthday suit prank or what else
happens.

"Are you Nine, SLAP, young man?"Are you ....ten!  SMACK perhaps?"

He just keeps going until finally my cousin, ass as red as a baboon's and
with nothing accomplished on the math problem on the board says "yes sir"
and everybody cheers and yells Happy Birthday again.

The teacher says like "Very well, you may take your seat then, and have a
happy birthday."

But my cousin just stands up there. The teacher has to tell him twice more
to take his seat before he turns around and everybody sees this big stiffie
poking up and waggling as he turns and walks.

The audience is cheering and laughing. They reached out and gave it a
squeeze as he passed by.

He sat down on his hands, slowly, still erect, and looked over at me and
said "See? Isn't this hilarious?"





The rest of the naked-class-clown day went along just the same. Not a lot
of work got done, and my cousin was slowly turning into a legend. I saw
some guys freak out like it was the craziest thing ever, and I saw some
teachers roll their eyes at this proud tradition flopping by them.

I spent most of the day just looking at my cousin's naked dick and muscles
and butt. He even ate lunch naked, with the whole cafeteria focused on him.

The last class of the day, we walk in and it's my uncle. He's a teacher
there, like I said. He's shaking his head and laughing at what his son was
doing all day.

He tries to proceed with class as normal, and I guess the novelty of having
somebody naked in class was getting a little old. He gave this history
lecture and talked about what the class will be studying.

At the end of class, he asks if anybody has any questions. Nobody had any,
so after a little bit I raised my hand.

"Do the TEACHERS ever wear THEIR birthday suits to class?" I asked.

The class laughed and hollered and clapped. He said it was highly unlikely
and let the class go to dinner. He asked me to stay behind, so then it's
just the two of us in his empty classroom.

I was picturing my naked cousin reigning over whole school as they ate.

My uncle gave me some forms to fill out. He was looking at some papers and
sitting at this big wooden desk. While we're sitting there, we're talking
about the school and how it all feels for me and this crazy naked game that
my cousin was playing. I asked again if any teachers ever did it, and he
said no.

"I don't think I have the balls to walk around like that," he said.I said,
"You could just stay at your desk the whole day."

He said that people could still walk by and see into the classroom that he
was sitting there bare-chested. I pictured it.

I told him he could just do the bottom half, that if he didn't have pants
on right now that I wouldn't be able to tell.

He's like, "Oh, if I drop my pants, like this, you can't tell the
difference?" and he fumbled around below the desk.

"Did you really do it?" I asked. I really couldn't tell from where I was
sitting. He said, "And if I pull my boxers off, like this, you still can't
tell?"

I thought he was just joking. He told me to come see for myself. I left my
papers and stood up, and I walked over to the side of his desk at the front
of the room. I still couldn't tell if he was for real.

Then I came around the side and saw his bare legs. His shirt was hanging
low, so I couldn't see everything, but I had already seen it anyway. He had
his pants and underwear in his hands and tossed them on a chair that was
next to him.

We both laughed. He said he thought I could tell from where I was sitting.

"No, I bet if somebody walked in right now they wouldn't be able to tell,"
I said. He pulled in his chair and sat there, looking at the door.

I said, "I bet I could be hiding under there, too, and they'd never know
it."He looked at the door and said, "Okay, do it" and waved me under there.

As I started to hurry to hide under the desk, he stopped me. He said he
didn't want me to get my uniform pants dirty. He told me to slip them off
and put them on the chair with his.

"But I'm not wearing any underwear," I said.He said, "Well, neither am I."
with a grin.

I quickly undid them, slid them off, set them on the chair, and ducked
under his big desk. He slapped my butt as I crawled under. He'd done that
to me before, but never on my naked ass.

He pulled in his chair, and I ended up sitting on the cold linoleum
floor. I asked if anybody was looking in, and he said not yet. As he
adjusted his chair, his legs opened up, and I was sitting between them.

It was dark under the desk, but I saw it. His dick and balls hanged down
between his legs. He had hairy legs. I had felt them before at his place,
if we were together on the couch or sitting next to each other at the
beach. I went ahead and rested my head against his knee and then wrapped my
arms around his leg.

I wondered if anybody would walk in and if they'd be able to tell what was
happening and what my uncle would say. I wondered if my uncle had been
watching me at the tailor's the whole time.



I figured we both knew what happened and he was into it. This whole time
I'm wondering, I'm staring at his crotch. My head's against his knee, and I
reach my hand up and touch his thigh and I whisper.

"Is anybody walking by and looking in?""No, not yet."

Then he shifted forward a little bit, and it seemed like he moved his
shirt. I could see more of him. He had a thick but trimmed bush of pubic
hair. His dick and balls sagged, and I could see them kind of flex up.

I looked down at my own bare legs and crotch. I slid my hand along my
smooth skin, and then let my hand slide along his leg.

He whispered down to me, "Now, don't tickle me. I'll laugh and give us
away."

I stopped what I was doing for a second, and then I tapped the tip of his
dick. He squeezed his legs together on me, like a wrestling hold. I
squirmed and tickled up his legs.

Then we went back to pretending nothing was going on. He shushed me. I
slowly reached out and held his balls in my hand, feeling the weight of
them. He didn't do anything in reaction.

I pushed up on them. I felt each ball inside. I ran one finger along his
thighs.

Then I looked down and saw that I was totally boned up. I had been hard on
and off throughout the day, with everything that was going on, but now I
was really in a situation here.

I looked at my uncle's dick and saw it slowly bobbing and snaking out. I
wondered what he was thinking up there or what he thought I was thinking
down here.

I thought about how good it felt when the tailor put my dick in his mouth,
and suddenly I wanted to feel what that felt like and tastes like and give
that feeling to my uncle as he sat there.

I leaned forward and looked closer at his hardon. I reached out and wrapped
my hand around it. I could hear him sigh and tap his pen against the desk.

I wondered if somebody had walked in. I thought everybody was supposed to
be at dinner, but maybe there was something I didn't know.

I squeezed his dick. It was much bigger than mine. It felt weird that it
was so thick. I ran my hand through his pubes. Mine felt softer than
that. His legs widened, and I was closer to it. My back was pressed against
the hard desk, and my dick curled up against my school-colors tie.

I tugged my hard dick a few times, but then focused solely on my uncle's
cock. I massaged it and positioned myself with my arms draped over each
leg.

It was obviously hot, but the hottest part was being kind of in public,
maybe getting caught, maybe having somebody see.

He let out a little moan, and I shushed him. Then I opened my mouth and
guided his meaty cock in. I set it on my tongue and slobbered down on
it. Then I started bobbing my head down onto it and up, licking the tip.

I slowly took it deep into my mouth. I knew what he must be feeling. I
tried to make it good for him. I let my hands explore his bare legs, his
balls, his sensitive thighs, and I could even see a little of his ass crack
that he was sitting on.

I reached my hands around to his thick buns and squeezed them between my
fingers. Then I pulled him closer to me, closer down my throat.

I wondered why we hadn't done this before. I started to wonder what it was
going to be like living at this school with all these guys and my cousin
and my uncle. I knew for sure my uncle was way into this.

I slurped on his cock, and then I heard footsteps. They echoed in the empty
room.

I kept on what I was doing, just waiting to see if we were caught.

I heard a voice say, "Hey, you want to go get dinner?"

Then I heard my uncle say, "Yeah, I'm coming!" Then I felt him shoot down
my throat. I could picture the scene above the desk, like nothing out of
the ordinary.

My uncle's jizz bubbled in my mouth, and then I swallowed it, licking it
off his pulsing dick, careful not to drip on my uniform, my own dick sticky
with precum.

"Uh... um....  I I'll meet you there, okay?" my uncle said.

I heard the man turn and walk out.

I made sure I got all of my uncle's load, then he slid his chair out. I
popped my head up and looked at the door and the empty hallway. I was
kneeling next to him.

My uncle pushed his chair out and sat on the floor under the desk, ducking
his head underneath.

He pointed to his chair and said, "Sit down, and if anybody asks you're
waiting for me."