The first second, I lied on my back stupefied by what just happened. The next second, I hear the laughter coming from all of my female observers. The third second, I realize: holy shit! I'm naked! and throw my hands in front of my exposed penis and tucked in my legs putting me in the fetal position. My entire body turned bright red with embarrassment. All of the women who came to watch me play volleyball were now whipping out their cameras and phones to take a picture of the embarrassed naked guy on the ground. Sage rushed over to me.
"Hey Rorke, are you okay?" Her words were those of concern but there was laughter in her voice as well. The last thing I wanted in that moment was for my crush to see my dick again. I turned away from her, but that only gave my audience a good view of my ass.
"Aw, Mister Confident is so cute when he is embarrassed."
"I bet he didn't see this coming."
"I am sending pics of this to all of my friends. They are missing out."
"He should probably put on some sunblock so he doesn't burn that nice ass."
While all my female admirers continued to heckle me, I noticed a pair of broken glasses lying beside me in the sand. I knew those glasses. "Avery!"
I jumped to my feet and ran over to my friend who was laying on the ground rubbing his forehead with his eyes shut and face covered in sand while Santiago and Bridget supported his back to lift him in into a sitting position.
"Oh my God Ave! Are you hurt? Do you need help getting up? Can you see without your glasses? How many fingers am I holding up?" I held up seven fingers. My concern for my friend's well-being temporarily made me forget about my own predicament.
When Bridget was finished clearing the sand from Avery's face she smiled in my direction as she took in the sight of my junk. Avery opened his eyes and grimaced when he saw me. "I'm not hurt. These two are helping me. I can see fine, though I wish I were blind right now. For I see seven fingers when all ten of them should be used to cover up that." He pointed between my legs.
I looked down, and so did all of the women surrounding me, to see my flaccid prick swaying in the breeze. I blushed once again as I clapped my hands over my privates. Jack managed slip his way threw the crowd of women to put his enormous back against my own; creating a large human wall between me the cameras. I leaned into him thanking my lucky stars I have such a nice friend. Even Zayne came to my aid by standing next to Jack and linking his arm around his waist, providing me with additional coverage. I hardly know the guy but he was suddenly alright with me.
Zayne chuckled as he took in the sight of the chaos that was all around us. "This is so much fun. Does this sort of thing happen all the time with you guys?"
Jack blushed and put his beefy arm around Zayne's shoulders. "I wish I could say no, but...coincidentally enough, when the four of us met..."
I nudged my back into both of them. "Now is not the time to tell that story! Can't you see I'm embarrassed enough as it is?!" With Jack and Zayne covering my backside from the horde of women dying to take more nude photos of me, Sage decided to cover my front side by simply standing face to face with me. Her gaze trailed up and down my naked body, drinking in every inch of me with her arms crossed over her chest and a salacious smile on her face. I swallowed, my face got hot as I turned even redder.
"Hey guys, I have an idea to get Rorke out of here." Scarlet appeared from the horde of women encircling me. She took a quick moment to glance at me beat red and naked in front of Sage and smiled with satisfaction. "Someone here is gonna create a distraction. That person will move through the crowd via an opening created by Zayne and Jack. Once these vultures are off chasing new prey, Sage will bring Rorke to the lost and found on the beach to get him something to cover up with."
There were a couple questions I had about this plan. "Um, Scar? Who exactly is going to be this distraction and how can you be sure that all these girls are going to follow them?"
"Allow me to demonstrate," Scarlet's impish smile returned. "Bridget. Santiago. Help poor Avery to his feet. Lift him up by his arms." During my embarrassing photo op, I had completely forgotten about poor Avery getting beamed with my speedo. Bridget was cupping Avery's face in her hands as if checking for more sand. They seemed to be sharing some kind of look when we turned to them. Avery blushed and turned away from Bridget. The sexy foreign girl appeared to be unfazed; she just smiled and grabbed on to his arm while Santiago lifted the other.