Strip in the Park- Part 2/2

This might be the longest post I've made on this site so far, so just think of this as your Christmas present from me. It's also one of the hottest passages I've written this year, and I got aroused again just editing this a couple of minutes ago.

Whatever you're celebrating and whoever you're celebrating with, I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season, and I can't wait to keep writing new content in the new year!

Everything felt too heightened as I walked. Every breeze seemed to gust harder than normal because of all of the exposed skin that it was flowing past, and every dry leaf that I stepped on was louder, alerting people that someone was here that they should come see. I felt my dick bumping against each thigh in turn as I walked, and I didn’t know what to do with my hands. Should I cover myself as I walked, or was that completely pointless? I mean, I’m already naked so it’s not like I can hide the fact that I’m not wearing anything.

The emotion that was heightened the most though was pleasure. This felt better than I ever imagined that it would, and I knew now why so many guys tried this even though the idea was stupidly dangerous. I felt free and sexy and naughty, and I was getting hard without touching my cock at all. It was almost too much as I saw the statue appear in front of me.

It was in a wide-open clearing with a circular sidewalk around the perimeter, and there was no one here as well. It was almost disappointing a bit that there was no danger, and I had to rid that thought from my head before I jinxed myself. Checking one more time, I quickly darted up to the statue to complete my goal- take a selfie with it without a stitch of clothing on. I carefully propped up my camera on a bench and walked backwards to get the shot. I had set a ten second timer, and that gave me plenty of time to find the perfect angle. Right before the photo took though, I decided to take one step back to make sure that my face was in the shot as well. If I was going to do this, then I needed to fully commit.

Fully hard now, I checked that the picture turned out well, and then I switched my phone to video and did a 360 spin to prove that I was naked, and I didn’t just have my clothing hidden right outside of view. This was exhilarating, and for a few steps, I almost skipped on the way back. Maybe I could grab my bag and test how far I could go before getting any clothes out of it. Maybe I could get dressed just like I’d gotten undressed. Maybe I-

There were people by my bag.

Pinching my arm again before ducking behind a tree, I checked again to see that there were two very real guys standing by my bag. I’d just gotten past the long straightaway portion of the path, and I’d been rounding the last corner when I saw them.

“Dude, you can’t just steal a bag.”

“I’m not stealing anything- I’m just checking to make sure that someone didn’t hide a bomb or a murder weapon in here.”

“You’re not wearing gloves, so you’d implicate yourself if there was a murder weapon.” The guy with my bag dropped it, but his friend picked it up. “I’ll check to see if there’s an ID, but that’s it.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, I’m glad that I left my wallet in my hotel room. The only non-clothing item in there was an unlabeled hotel room key.

“Nothing, I think this is just someone’s gym bag that they left behind. Now are we going to smoke or what? My boyfriend’s family is on the way from the airport now, and I need to be at least partially high before they get here.”

These guys were harmless. They looked to be about my age, and they must live nearby and meet up here to smoke. All of the houses that I passed looked expensive as well, so I don’t think they’d want to steal my phone either. I had a choice to make- I could either wait until they left, or I could face the music. And since my cock hadn’t deflated at all since leaving that statue, then I knew my mind was made up.

Standing up straight, I walked out from behind the tree with my phone held in front of me like I was reading something on it. There was silence for the first few steps, but then they noticed me. In whispers loud enough for me to hear, whether they meant to or not, they were voicing their shock.

“Is that guy naked?”

“Wait, how strong is this weed?”

“No, look!”

“Oh my fucking god, he’s hard too!”

I couldn’t help it- I was getting turned on. The way that they were talking about me as if I were a piece of meat was exhilarating, and I couldn’t keep my cock from bobbing a bit as I stayed aroused. Looking up from my phone, I locked eyes with both of them, and I pretended that I had just noticed them.

“Fuck, I thought this place was deserted! I’m so sorry!”

“Why are you naked?”

“Why are you not?”

Who was this bold person? How was I asking these questions?

The higher of the two lifted his shirt a bit, but his friend swatted his hand away.

“We asked you first.”

“I sometimes come out here to get away from the noise, and it’s so freeing to get naked.” I realized now that I hadn’t made a move to cover myself, and I knew that I couldn’t start now even though I was beginning to want to. “So, I stash my clothes under a bench, and I walk around in the buff to clear my head.”

“You do this often? We’ve never seen you out here before.”

“I guess this is your lucky day, then?”

“All three of us.”

He was smirking now, and I didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing. I still didn’t know what to think once he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“So you wouldn’t mind if I recorded you a bit? You seem to be okay being nude.”

I thought back to the video I had just taken on my phone, but that was different. That video was just for me, but I had no idea what this guy would do with it. I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded before I could stop myself.

He didn’t hesitate at all, and he began walking around me, complimenting me as he recorded. I felt like an animal in a nature documentary as he mentioned the date and location of where we were, and he started describing my body.

“It looks like he definitely works out, but I’m not sure if that’s done in a gym or just taking naked walks in the park. Do you like getting naked in the park?”

“Yes, sir.”

Why did I add a sir to the end of that statement?

“Ooh, we have a good boy with us today.”

And why did that turn me on?

“Maybe I should see how good he is.” He handed his phone to his friend, and he flipped the view from the front to the back camera. Turning the phone around, I could see myself getting fondled on video. This was hotter than I could have ever fantasized about, and I could barely keep my legs from buckling under me as I felt his hands began to roam over my body.

And that’s when I saw it. I’d been staring at the camera ever since it was flipped around, but I hadn’t noticed what was in the top corner. These strangers weren’t just recording a video of me- they were streaming. I could see the little icon in the top corner, but I couldn’t tell what platform. Was I being broadcast to a little Discord server? Was I on one of those cam sites where there was no cap on viewers? Or was I on his Instagram, being broadcast to everyone he knew until the app shut down the stream?

I was terrified now, but I felt even sexier. The camera was aimed right at my cock, so both of our faces were out of frame. My identity was safe.

“What’s your name? Why don’t you introduce yourself to us?”

Fuck- well there went the sense of anonymity.

“James.”

Why did I say my real name? I could have said anything.

“And where are you from?”

“New York.”

“And why are you all the way down here?”

“I flew in for a work conference.”

Don’t say the company name! Why couldn’t I shut up?

“Ooh, a business man then. Where’s your suit then, Mr. Business Man?”

“I’d rather be naked.”

And there it was- the truth. This was turning me on too much to lie. And even if I did, if someone that knew me somehow found this video, then my voice would give it away. There was no hiding now.

“Anything else you want to say to the people at home watching this?”

“No… but there is something I want to show them.”

“Oh really?” The camera man was pawing at his crotch now as he tried to hold the camera steady. “What is it?”

“Back up.”

“What?”

The camera man didn’t know what I meant, but the guy fondling me did. Taking a step back, I went with him since his arm was around my waist. As we stepped back, I saw my face appear on the camera, and I knew that this is what I wanted. I wanted to be caught.

He was jerking me off now, but he wouldn’t be for long. I was too close to the edge- this was just too much for me to even comprehend. He wasn’t wasting any time as he quickly stroked my shaft with only our spit as lube, and I didn’t waste any time either.

“I’m going to cum.”

I could see my mouth uttering those words on the live stream, but I couldn’t process that they were actually coming out of my mouth. I watched my body spasm under as ecstasy took over, and then it was too much. I watched my cock shoot my seed onto the path beneath my feet, and then I watched as I fell against the guy who’d caused that orgasm.

His hard cock was poking into my back, and that was what spurred me into motion. Stepping out of frame, with my cock still leaking onto the stone below me, I grabbed my bookbag from the bench and quickly began getting dressed. My shirt was over my head, and my sweatpants had been pulled on before I realized that I’d forgotten my underwear. Grabbing it from the bag, I threw them to the stranger who’d gotten me off.

“You can wipe off your hands with these.” I then stepped forward and gave his cock one final squeeze through his jeans and ran before they decided to follow me. My heart was beating out of my chest again, but it wasn’t because of the running- it was because of the experience.

Slowing down before I got to the park entrance, I got my breathing under control right as I saw two men walking towards me.

“Hey, did you see a naked guy in the park?”

“A naked guy? That’s crazy!”

“Our friend, Charlie, went live on Instagram, and he was straight up jerking off some guy. The feed ended, but we had to come see if he was still here.”

“Good luck in finding him- they might have been on the other side of the park. That sounds hot.”

“Oh man, it totally was! I can’t imagine how that guy’s feeling.”

They ducked into the park before I could let them know, and I just started whistling to myself as I walked back to my hotel.