'Now, I don't want you to be nervous, he said. 'These are all professional people and they just need some guidance on how best to look after the young men in their care. There is absolutely nothing to worry about.

'Yes Sir, I said. though it was already too late to not be nervous. My heart was beating hard at the idea of being stripped naked in front of a room full of teachers and by the time we arrived outside, I was trying not to get an erection, thinking of how embarrassing it would be, having all those people looking at my hard cock.

As we went into the classroom there were 20 or so men and women age from 40s to 70s. They all turned to look at as we entered the room.

'Thank you very much for coming,' said Mr. Johnson, addressing the room. ''As you know, we're here to learn about the young male body and I couldn't put you in any better hands than Ms. Starla, whose experience with young men is second to none.' There was a titter at this but When Ms. Starla stepped onto the stage she immediately regained the room. She was a woman in her 50s with a commanding presence. Well dressed in a blue pants suit. Very stern looking but a kindness in her eyes that made me trust her completely.

Grabbing the attention of everyone she said. 'We're here to talk about sperm management, and why it's sometimes necessary to milk a young man to control his behaviour... all in his own best interests, of course.' I wasn’t sure what I had gotten myself into.

Then, turning to me... 'This is little cupcake. Say hello sweetie.'

I looked up and said, shyly, 'Hello...' taking in all the faces looking at me. Particularly a couple of older women maybe in their fifties in the front row who were smiling at him and sneaking glances at each other. And of course Ms Starla, I was becoming infatuated with er. She had a lilting almost magical voice.

Speak up cupcake for those in the back. She said. ‘Hello” I said a bit louder.

'So, first, let's get our cupcake in his natural state, 'I think we're going to need some assistance...' 

Without even waiting to be chosen, the two women in the front row -- one completely grey and matronly, the other younger with black hair, both fairly slim and in attractive, stepped towards the little stage.

'Thank you, Mrs...?' 'oh you can call me Darlene,' said the one with the grey hair. 'And this is my little sister Arlene,' She said.

'I wonder if you could help young cupcake here with his clothes. I the two sisters smile at each other as Darlene un-tucking my shirt while Arlene looking me in the eye started unbuttoning my shirt. I couldn’t look away from her. She had a sexy and devious smile on her face.  She was absolutely enjoying herself.

Darlene pulled the shirt down Carl's arms and those in the audience appraised my naked chest, Iwas not muscular and I was completely smooth and hairless. They were muttering to each other and raising their eyebrows in appreciation.

The sisters looked at each other and grinned, Arlene got behind me and slid her hands along my stomach to unbutton my pants. Her touch made me so hard, I had not been caressed by such an aggressive woman before and I was falling in love, I was very confused by my emotions. Ms Stella was ruling my world right now and the sisters were ruling my body. As she started to slde my pants down there was a bit of a gasp from the room. I was rock hard and my cock was dripping wet. There was a big wet spot on my panties.