Chapter 5A

Friday

Have I mentioned that I hate my alarm clock? I tried to get up to swipe at it but found myself weighed down by a head on my chest. I looked down and saw Peyton's long blonde hair spilt out over my chest. The incessant alarm clock was still going off. I reached over to try and turn it off but to no avail. I stretched again, trying not to rouse Peyton and failed again. I then heard a knock at my door.

"Time to get up for school, Jake," called my Mom through the door. No shit, I thought. I stretched extra far and managed to catch the snooze bar to stop the buzzing. Peyton stirred and looked up at me with a smile.

"Good morning," purred Peyton.

"Good morning, beautiful," I said, smiling at her warmly.

"I could wake up like this for the rest of my life," said Peyton with a content smile. She snuggled into my chest and sighed.

"Do you want to shower with me this morning?" I asked.

"I'd love that," said Peyton, her eyes widening.

Peyton was suddenly awake and bouncing out of the bed.

"Gotta pee," announced Peyton.

I watched her naked form in front of me as she disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door. After a few minutes she bounced back out of the bathroom. I was sitting on the bed, still trying to wake up. She bounced onto the bed and gave me a deep, passionate kiss.

"You're turn," she chirped.

"Thanks a lot," I said. "I gotta pee like a racehorse and you get me hard as a rock."

Peyton giggled and grabbed my cock. She stroked it a few times. It was painful because of the fact that I had to pee so badly. I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. After finding a way to pee with a painful erection I started up the shower to get the water hot. After it was hot, I called Peyton into the bathroom.

I climbed in the shower and quickly got wet. I then got a washcloth and soaped it up. Peyton climbed in and I pushed her towards the water. I quickly soaped her up, paying special attention to her breasts and pussy. Time was of the essence. We wouldn't have a lot of time to shower, get ready, eat breakfast, and head off to school. I quickly soaped myself up while Peyton got her hair wet. I helped her shampoo her hair. She commented on how she normally used a separate conditioner. In a way, it struck home to me how little I really knew about her and her habits. I lathered up my hair while Peyton rinsed hers out. It seemed to take forever to get the soap out of her long, thick hair. For me it was just a matter of holding my head under the spray for a few seconds and I was done.

After the shower, the two of us climbed out and fought for the sink to do our normal morning routines. Peyton was at a serious disadvantage without any of her stuff with her. She just ended up throwing her hair up in a ponytail and skipping the cosmetics. Peyton also didn't really have anything to wear. Luckily, she and Heather were pretty close in size. She ended up borrowing a pair of jeans and panties from Heather and wearing one of my shirts. She was stuck wearing the same bra. Peyton was really enjoying the novelty of wearing one of my shirts to school. I on the other hand, just dressed to undress when I got to school.

I was the last one into the kitchen for breakfast. I sat down between Heather and Peyton and got a kiss on the cheek from both of them. I was starting to wonder what space aliens had taken my sister and replaced her with an imperfect clone. She had been more than nice to me all week. She never would have kissed me on my cheek, let alone any other place, before. I looked over at Peyton and smiled at her. For a moment I was disappointed that she was dressed but then I realized it was the same old Peyton that I had been best friends with and fell in love with. A warm feeling flooded through my body as I realized just how much I loved her.

My Mom, on the other hand, was naked except for an apron.

"How come you're still naked, Mom," I asked.

"I was thinking of making this outreach thing permanent around the house," said my Mom. "I really feel free when I'm not wearing any clothes."

"Does that mean we have to be naked all the time, too, Mom?" asked Heather.

"No, honey, you don't have to," said my Mom. "You two are free to do what ever you want to do."

"Oh, I don't mind being naked," said Heather. "Like you said, it makes you feel free."

"What about you, Jake?" asked my Mom.

"I don't really know," I said. "Doesn't really matter to me. The only thing that matters to me about this week is it got Peyton to get things off her chest and help herself."

"I wish your Dad was more like you are," said my Mom. "Heather's dad, too, for that matter. You have such a respect for Peyton that neither of them had for me. Peyton, you really are a lucky girl."

"I know how lucky I am, Wendy," said Peyton. "Jake has had the patience of a saint with me. I'm the luckiest girl in the world as far as I'm concerned."

"He's definitely the best big brother a girl can have," said Heather.

"Stop! My head's getting too big!" I exclaimed.

All of the girls giggled and conversation turned to normal, mundane stuff like homework and school activities. After breakfast, I shepherded the girls out to the car and drove them to school. When we got to the school, Heather dashed out of the car, but Peyton stayed behind.

"I'd like to undress you this morning, Jake," said Peyton.

"You sure you want to upset my partner?" I joked.

"Who? Madison?"

"Zoe, silly."

"She's not your partner. Madison is."

"You know what I meant," I said.

"I also know you're mine first," said Peyton. "She gets any of the leftovers."

"What about Clarissa and Heidi?" I quipped.

"They'll just have to share with Zoe," said Peyton with a smile.

"The question is, are you willing to share?" I said with a smile.

The look on Peyton's face suddenly got serious. I was starting to panic, thinking I said the wrong thing.

"Jake, you've become very close to Zoe and Clarissa. The reason that it happened was my fault."

"It wasn't your fault," I exclaimed. "It was your uncle."

"Let me finish, Jake," said Peyton as she put a hand on my arm. "I know for a fact that you have strong feelings for Zoe and Clarissa. I know I should feel threatened by those feelings, Jake, but I'm not. I know that whatever happens that I will always be your number one."

"So, what are you saying, Peyton?"

Peyton ruminated for a bit. "I don't know, Jake. I guess I'm saying it's okay with me if you do things with Zoe and Clarissa."

"I want you, though," I said.

"I know you do, Jake," said Peyton. "You have me, and very soon we will make love for our very first time. I also know that you would like to make love to Zoe and Clarissa."

"Sweetie, I just want you," I said.

"Jake, I know how you feel about them. I also know how both of them feel about you. After we've made love for the first time, I want you to make love to them, too, Jake."

"Peyton, that's not fair to you," I said.

"Not telling you what was keeping me from making love to you for the last four years was much more unfair to you," said Peyton.

"I can understand why, though," I said.

"Jake, you'll never understand how grateful I am for having you in my life for the last four years. You asked to push things further but never pressured me. You were always patient with me. I'd do anything for you, Jake. Anything in the world. Even make love to you."

It took a second for my brain to register what she was saying. "You mean?"

Peyton nodded. "Tonight, Jake. I want to make love to you tonight."

I leaned over and hugged Peyton tightly. I was suddenly aware of my growing erection as I held her. I kissed Peyton passionately. Peyton broke the kiss after about a minute.

"I want to make some ground rules that we can both agree to, Jake."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"About Zoe and Clarissa."

"I told you..."

"Jake, I know you want it. Just admit it. You aren't gonna hurt my feelings."

I hung my head in defeat. "I guess I do."

"It's okay, Jake. Really it is. We just need some rules."

"What kind of rules?"

"First of all, I want to be there when you first do it with them."

"What if they don't want you there?" I asked.

"They already agreed," said Peyton sheepishly.

"You already talked to them about this?" I exclaimed.

Peyton nodded. "Both of them want you so bad. I'm expecting a fight for who gets you first."

The week up to this point had been one series of revelations after another. There was the fact that my Mom and Peyton's Mom signed us both up for the Program and they wanted us to have sex. There was the fact that my Mom was a closet nudist. Then there was Heather's lack of virginity, not to mention her penchant for nudity as well. Then there was Peyton's revelation about her Uncle. Then, as the kicker, Peyton kept insisting that I remain sexually active with Zoe and Clarissa and that I have sex with them in the near future. I didn't know which way was up anymore.

"What other rules do you have?" I asked.

"Well, remember when I told you that I want the same opportunities when I'm in the Program?" asked Peyton.

I felt a knot forming in my stomach. I nodded.

"Well, I mean it. I want the opportunity to get relief with others and also to have sex with others."

"Do I get a say as to who?"

"Yes," said Peyton. "That's a rule. We both have to agree if we are having sex with someone else. I've already agreed to Clarissa and Zoe."

I didn't feel comfortable with Peyton being with someone else. I couldn't bear the thought of my friend Jesse or Peter having sex with her. I also realized I would be a hypocrite if I said I had a problem with her doing it and no problem with me doing it. I thought of Heidi and Victor's agreement. They were experimenting with others. Heidi went back to Victor in the end. I had no doubt that Peyton would come back to me in the end, too.

"You really serious about tonight?" I asked.

"If I still have energy after my cross-country meet tonight," said Peyton with a giggle. "You're coming, right?"

"I promised you I would."

"I'm gonna have my own naked cheerleader," giggled Peyton.

"And I will probably be saluting you with a hard-on," I said. "I always get hard watching you run in that tiny running outfit."

"You do?" gushed Peyton.

I nodded and smiled at her. Peyton gave me a devilish grin in return.

"I guess you'll be ready for tonight then," said Peyton.

"We should get going," I said. "We're gonna be late for class."

Peyton and I got out of the car. Peyton walked me to the area to get undressed. Zoe was already standing there naked.

"Zoe, do you mind if I undress this stud today?" asked Peyton as we approached Zoe.

"Be my guest," said Zoe with a warm smile.

Peyton started by pulling off my shirt. She then leaned in and kissed down my chest. When she got down to the waistband of my shorts, she pulled them down and let them fall around my ankles. I hadn't worn underwear so I was completely exposed already. Well, not completely. Peyton's mouth was suddenly covering my entire cock. I felt the muscles of her throat clenching on the head of my cock. I was in such euphoria that I almost couldn't hear the cheers from the crowd that had gathered to watch the morning stripping. Thoughts of fucking Peyton later and the thrill of getting sucked by Peyton in front of a crowd kept me from lasting long. I stiffened, pulled out a bit so Peyton wouldn't choke, grunted, and released my cum into Peyton's waiting mouth. The crowd around us was going absolutely nuts.

I shakily stepped out of my shorts and then bent over to pick them up. Zoe came up to my side and put her arm around me. Peyton did the same on the other side. At that moment I preferred Zoe's naked skin next to mine.

"How did you do that?" asked Zoe.

"Do what?" replied Peyton.

"Get all of his cock in your mouth?"

"Oh, I swallowed it," said Peyton, as if it was a generally known fact.

"That was amazing. Can you show me how to do that sometime?"

"Sure," said Peyton. "Maybe Jake will volunteer his services this weekend and we can both practice on him."

I was instantly hard again, even after having cum from such an amazing blowjob.

"I think Jake likes that idea," giggled Zoe.

Peyton and I walked Zoe to class. I blushed as Zoe leaned in and kissed me on the lips before slipping into the classroom. I looked over at Peyton and she was smiling at me. Even though we had our "arrangement", I was still worried that she would be mad at me.

"I want you to ask for relief today as much as you can," said Peyton as we walked to our Algebra class.

"Can I pick you as my volunteer?" I asked.

Peyton shook her head. "I want you to enjoy your last day in the Program seeing as how I made the first four days difficult on you. Let Clarissa or Zoe give you relief. Maybe even Madison could give you relief."

"Madison's really pretty, but she's not my type," I said. "I really wish you'd give me relief some time today."

"I just did," giggled Peyton. "In front of a bigger crowd than you'll get all day, in fact."

I chuckled. "I guess you're right."

Algebra was pretty much a non-event. Neither Madison nor I asked for relief. The entire class was lecture, which nearly put us all to sleep.

Biology was shaping up to be a fun experience the moment I got to the door. Zoe, Clarissa, and Heidi were all standing outside of the classroom chatting. When Peyton and I got to them, each of the girls came up and gave me a passionate kiss, even Heidi. The best kiss, however, was from Clarissa. I had never really kissed Clarissa, at least passionately. It was obvious that the girl knew what she was doing as my legs were numb afterwards from all the blood rushing to my cock.

"I think he's ready for class," said Peyton with a coy grin. "Who wants him?"

All three girls raised their hands and winked at me.

"You two already got him," said Clarissa. "Call on me for relief, Jake."

"Clarissa's got a point," said Peyton. "He's all yours, Clarissa."

"Seriously?" gasped Clarissa.

"Yep," said Peyton.

"Thanks, Peyton. This means a lot."

Clarissa leaned over to Peyton and hugged her.

The bell rang and we quickly shuffled into the classroom. Once again, Ms. Lopez was standing in front of the class naked. She was attempting to get the class calmed down and in their seats.

"Anyone need relief?" asked Ms. Lopez once people settled down.

I raised my hand and looked at Peyton. She gave me a warm, approving smile and then leaned back in her chair. Madison also raised her hand. I was surprised to see Zoe also raise her hand.

The three of us went to the front of the classroom and we were asked to choose someone if we so chose. Madison once again chose Vic. I was surprised to see Zoe choose John Harvey, one of the quieter kids in the class. I of course picked Clarissa and then sat down in the chair in front of the class.

Clarissa came to the front of the class with a devilish grin on her face. Clarissa leaned down to whisper in my ear. I could feel her hot breath against my cheek and my cock stiffened even more.

"Warn me before you cum," whispered Clarissa.

I nodded at her and then gulped when she launched herself onto my lap with her legs straddling me. She was wearing a skin tight pair of jeans, but even through the thick material I could still feel the heat of her excitement against my cock.

"Make sure you warn me, Jake," whispered Clarissa. "You get cum on my clothes and I'll kick your ass."

I chuckled nervously at her comment but felt relief when she gave me a warm smile. Clarissa then leaned in and kissed me. It was a tender kiss, full of feeling and little lust. In the meantime, Clarissa began grinding her hips into me, massaging my cock with her covered sex.

I caught a quick glimpse of Zoe, her head thrown back in ecstasy as John Harvey ravaged her pussy with his tongue. I felt a brief pang of jealousy but it was quickly erased as Clarissa intensified our kiss into a frenzied slobbering of passion. Her hips were now pounding into me as she tried to meld the rest of her body firmly into mine. I instinctively grabbed her generous breasts in my hands and then let them go when I realized that she might not want that. I quickly found out that was exactly what she wanted when she grabbed my hands and guided them back to her breasts. They may have been covered, but they still felt wonderful in my hands.

It wasn't long before I felt my imminent release. The sheer eroticism of Clarissa's movements alone doomed me to a quick cum. I groaned in her ear that I was about to cum and she quickly slid off of me and between my legs on the floor. She grabbed my cock, pointed it at her mouth, and started pumping it with her hand. My body went rigid and then released as I shot my spunk into Clarissa's waiting mouth. I barely noticed Clarissa climbing back into my lap until she gave me an earth shattering kiss that had me hard as a rock again.

"I can't wait until gym class," hissed Clarissa over the hoots and hollers of the class. I looked over at the other two girls and both of them were looking at me and smiling while applauding Clarissa's efforts. I looked over at Peyton and she smiled and winked at me. Even with the tacit approval in Peyton's eyes I still managed to blush. I'm guessing my face was as red as a tomato.

I followed everyone else back to their desks. I looked at Peyton, whose desk was next to mine, and she smiled at me again. I held out my hand to her and she took it and squeezed it lovingly. I mouthed the words, "thank you," to her and she smiled again and nodded.

"Since this is the first week of the Naked In School Program here at Clearwater High, I thought we might discuss it in class today," said Ms. Lopez to kick start the class. "I think we will start with each of the Program participants in class talking a little about their experiences. We'll start with Zoe."

Zoe stood up and then Ms. Lopez motioned for her to come to the front of class. Zoe walked up to the front and faced everyone. I could tell she was really nervous.

"What do you want me to say?" asked Zoe to Ms. Lopez.

"Tell us about anything you learned. Any special experiences. What you think of the Program?"

"Well, I was really embarrassed at first. When I had to undress in Mr. Krieg's office, I didn't know how I was going to make it."

"You seem pretty confident now," observed Ms. Lopez. "What changed?"

"I guess I got more comfortable with things as time went on," said Zoe, more relaxed. "I mean, there are times when I forget I'm naked."

"If you had to do another week, could you do it?"

"I wouldn't want to," said Zoe with a chuckle. "I think I could, though."

"What about the reasonable requests?" asked Ms. Lopez.

"To tell you the truth, I don't think I got enough of them," said Zoe, which earned her polite giggles from the class.

"I didn't expect to hear that," said Ms. Lopez.

"No offense to Madison, but she's really pretty and most of the guys flocked to her. I guess I felt left out more than anything."

"No offense taken," said Madison with a warm smile to Zoe. "I'm sorry if I made things difficult."

"I'm probably better off with less attention," said Zoe with a giggle. "I don't know if I would have liked being groped all week, either."

"I didn't mind it," said Madison. "Then again, I've always enjoyed anything sexual."

"That was one of the reasons we chose you in your first week," said Ms. Lopez. "We knew your attitudes about sex. You have a very healthy outlook on things."

"It comes from my parents," said Madison. "They brought me up to be proud of my body and to know that it's okay for a woman to enjoy sex."

"But today's society still doesn't conform to that belief, does it, Madison?"

"No. I'm considered a slut at this school as if it's a bad thing to like sex. A lot of the girls shun me. Some really nice boys won't give me the time of day."

"I was one of those," I said raising my hand.

"Oh?" said Ms. Lopez.

"Madison was supposed to be my partner this week but I figured she'd be happier partnering with Greg Jamison. Because of her image, I never gave her a chance. Turns out that after talking to her for a bit on Wednesday that I really made a mistake of not trying to get to know her."

"Thanks, Jake," said Madison with a smile. "You're really a nice boy. I really wish I would have gotten to know you better this week, and not just sexually."

The entire class tittered at Madison's last remark.

"I think I can see those stereotypes, too," offered Peyton.

"How so?" asked Ms. Lopez.

"Well, before today, if Madison would have been anywhere near Jake I would have been really upset with Jake because of her reputation."

"I honestly didn't see her as a person just because I saw her as a slut," I added.

"So, we know you enjoyed your week in the Program, Madison," said Ms. Lopez.

"I wouldn't go that far," said Madison.

"Oh?" said Ms. Lopez. She looked genuinely surprised.

"No offense to the guys in this class, but, most of you suck at making a woman happy."

"I can testify that Jake doesn't suck at it," exclaimed Zoe, earning her a chorus of giggles from the class.

"I know he doesn't because I heard him ask you what made you feel good," said Madison. "I damn near melted for him when I heard him ask you that. The problem is that most guys don't ask and don't care. When it comes to sex, all they care about is sticking it in and getting off. The one thing I hope that comes out of the Program is that it teaches guys how to be better lovers."

"What about some women?" offered Joel Francheski. "There are some girls that don't do anything but just lay there."

"A lot of times they aren't confident in themselves about sex," said Zoe. "I was like that my first few times having sex."

"I think that both Joel and Madison make valid points and I think the Program will go a long way in resolving some of those issues. Zoe, do you feel more confident sexually after this week?"

"Yeah, I think I do," said Zoe. "I've had sex before and everything and even got into it a few times, but I did a lot of things this week that really made me more excited about sex."

"Like what?" asked Ms. Lopez.

"Well, like giving and receiving relief in front of a whole classroom. Talk about freaky at first, but after awhile it became a real turn on for me. Jake was really good for me, too. He made me feel better than any other guy has ever made me feel and we haven't even had actual sex. He's got a magical tongue."

"I can attest to that, too," said Peyton. She then blushed fiercely and turned away from me. Still, I swelled with pride from her comment.

"Anything else to add, Zoe?" asked Ms. Lopez.

"Yeah, just one thing," said Zoe. "The one thing I really got out of this week isn't sexual. You take the clothes off of someone and in a setting like High School, a person tends to lose their identity. I was a Goth wanabee before this week. I would've never associated with Jake or Clarissa or any of Jake's friends before this week. The thing was, that when I was stripped of my clothes I was just a normal person. My Goth friends saw that I didn't do that tattoos or the piercings and pretty much abandoned me."