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I woke up in one of the most comfortable beds I had ever slept in. Upon waking up, I immediately felt Kai’s warm lips wrapped around my morning wood. Having adjusted to the growing dick in his mouth, he had about three and a half inches of cock. The sensation made my dick involuntarily spasm, waking up Kai, who began giving me an incredible blow job.
Being so focused on my first public fuck yesterday, I had not realized what a talented cock sucker Kai was. As I began thinking about how long I had managed to stay naked, all the people who saw me naked the night before, and the sex show Kai and I had put on, it did not take long for me to begin cumming hard deep down Kai’s throat.
After cleaning off my dick, Kai kept my dick in his mouth and then gave me a look. I remembered I had promised to give him my morning piss, and even though this was not my thing, I was happy to satisfy my client. My dick got slightly harder as I pissed for what seemed to be over a minute, even though I paced myself.
After thanking me for the piss, he came up to my arms, and as I held him, I thanked him for the amazing experience. So many firsts for me—and then, getting a little emotional, I thanked him for being a great source of inspiration. His commitment to nudity was inspiring. I told him I was going to give living with Tom a chance. I told him I would be doing some serious thinking about his offer and would have an answer for him very soon. In the meantime, I was available for anything he wanted, as long as I was naked, of course.
The thought of me being available for anything Kai wanted, with my only limit being that I had to be naked, made the both of us giggle.
“I am so happy you had a good time, and I did too. Your commitment to nudism and exhibitionism excites me too. Take your time; however, I know you will enjoy working with me, and the sooner we can get you to get rid of your clothes permanently, the better,” Kai said.
The words “permanently get rid of your clothes” made my dick get hard.
Kai instructed me to contact my driver to take me home. He also said to feel free to contact him anytime I needed a lift before handing me an envelope full of money for the extra hours. After texting the driver and getting an ETA, I stayed in bed. With no need to get dressed, I turned Kai around and began kissing him deeply as we both explored our bodies. After a few minutes of the sensual make-out session, the driver arrived, and after thanking Kai once again, I hopped in the elevator.
The hotel lobby was pretty busy, being around breakfast time, and even though my nudity did seem to cause a commotion, I knew I was allowed to be naked thanks to whatever deal Kai had with the hotel, so I was completely unbothered. Upon exiting the hotel’s doors, I recognized both the car as well as the naked driver wearing his chauffeur uniform consisting of tie, driving shoes, and hat.
Wow, I had not really taken the time to appreciate his body the night before, but he was absolutely stunning. He was hairy in all the right places and extremely shredded. I could not help but admire his body, and then he smiled at me. With a perfect smile, I could not help but feel butterflies in my stomach as he welcomed me and opened the car door. I had planned on getting him to agree to stop being so formal with me, getting to hear all about his naked lifestyle and how he enjoyed working with Kai; however, I had not been on my phone for a while and noticed I had a Rentmen notification waiting.
The notification read: “Hi Derrick, this is Victor. We are throwing a birthday party tonight from 8:00 PM on. We have eight guests confirmed; however, two to four more may join us after 10:00 PM. We will be having dinner at 8:30 PM and have a chef who will be preparing the food at the location. We want him to serve it on your naked body. There will be several courses, so this should take about an hour. After this, we will move towards the living room where the eight of us, starting of course with the birthday boy, would like to fondle you. We anticipate it will be mostly sucking, kissing, and eating ass, but there may be a slight chance of you having to penetrate one or some of us. I know this is very short notice, so I have reached out to a few other men; however, after sharing pictures of all of the potential men for the event in our group chat, you are our number one choice. I am sending an offer for four hours at a higher rate than your normal rate, taking into consideration it must be more difficult for you being naked and accommodating more than one person.”
“Everything OK, Mr. Derrick?” the chauffeur asked, noticing the surprised and excited look on my face. I wondered what he would have asked had he noticed my raging hard-on as I smiled at him and nodded.
Getting back to business, I figured I didn’t have any plans today, and tomorrow I would get to sleep in if I had to since Tom and I would be getting our keys at around 1:00 PM. Also, I didn’t have a lot of things to move since my electronics took more space than my clothing. I figured once I was in the space I would see what I needed and shop accordingly. I could spend my afternoon with Daniel; then, when he went to work, I could go to the party. Without giving it much thought again, I accepted the Rentmen offer.
As I walked by the reception desk of my hostel, the receptionist did not seem all that surprised to see me walking in naked. Since the time I was close to his desk trying to get my laundry, I had noticed he had lots of monitors and the hostel was filled with cameras, with the exception of the showers and bathrooms. This meant this man had probably seen footage of me being constantly naked or even more—he had seen me putting on my morning shows.
Walking in, I saw Tom sitting down in the dining room area having a coffee and some breakfast. I cannot blame him for the faces he made, as though it was a bit early in the morning for him to be seeing me naked. Nevertheless, he invited me for a seat and offered me some breakfast and coffee, which I happily accepted. After learning that Daniel had worked till late and was still asleep and Angel had gone out and had stayed late drinking, I understood why they were still asleep. Tom had gone out with Angel but had not drank as much since he was still hungover from the night before.
“Tom, I am sorry to burden you, but you know I am not as savvy as you and I have a problem,” I said apologetically.
“Hey roomie, you know I am all yours for problem solving,” Tom replied.
“Between my bag, my hostel locker, and my locker at the bar, I probably have tens of thousands of dollars. I need to get them into a bank for safekeeping or what do you suggest? With today being Sunday, what should I do?”
“We can get your money and get you to an ATM, Derrick. This is serious money,” Tom said in a serious tone.
“No, ATMs are for getting money and that is not what I need. I need the opposite,” I replied.
“There are ATMs that take money and put it in your account, Derrick. Come on, let’s collect all of your money and I will take you,” Tom ordered.
Once I had gathered my envelopes from my locker and had also gotten my key from the bar’s locker employee locker room, I had made no effort to get dressed.
“You cannot get into a bank naked, Derrick. What is wrong with you?”
“You already know I am not wearing any clothing until I have to live with you, so don’t even bother with me,” I replied, giving Tom a tone that meant business.
“Fine,” he replied, rolling his eyes.
After successfully retrieving bags of cash from my bar locker at work, Tom and I eventually made our way to my bank. I had grown up poor. I had zero understanding of banking, and if it wasn’t for Tom, I would have no idea what to do with all this money. Luckily, the bar and the bank were all walking distance from the hostel, and even though I knew Tom was angry I had remained naked, he knew he had no control over me until tomorrow when we would become roommates.
Once we made it to the closed bank, the ATM section was wide open with an armed guard located at the door.
“Go to the last ATM, select the deposit option, and start putting your money in after selecting your account and putting your account information in,” Tom said.
To my surprise, the guard stopped me and told me I could not go in.
“I am sorry, sir. We do not allow nudity in this branch. I know nudity is not illegal in this town; however, it is our policy in this branch, and even though I would love to let you in, I really cannot,” the guard said.
Turning to a visibly annoyed Tom, I smiled at him and said, “Come on, roomie, can you please go in for me? I know it’s a lot to ask given the amount of money and especially the bags; however, it’s either that or you let me borrow your shorts.” As I said this, I pulled on his shorts, making him extremely uncomfortable and causing him to just grab the bags and storm off to the last ATM.
It was a bluff. I had no intention of wearing a stitch of clothing. If Tom didn’t do it for me, I would ask Daniel; however, I knew the threat of leaving Tom in his boxer shorts would terrify him.
“You can wait inside if you would like. If you keep your body pressed against the door and step off to the left, there are no cameras in that section. You can wait for your friend there if you would like,” the guard said.
It took Tom over an hour, and he was sure to complain every time he found wadded-up bills. Meanwhile, the guard and I got into conversation. It turned out he was a regular at the bar and had seen my strip show. He complimented me and admitted to having taken every opportunity he got to fondle me. I would have offered to let him fondle me some more; however, there was a constant stream of people coming in and out. Had it not been for the people, I think the conversation would have escalated to something more, since this guard was a dream to look at and knowing he had fondled me turned me on a lot.
“Next time you need to make a deposit, come in on a weekday. I am sure the branch manager will have no problem letting you in naked. Also, I hope you will be performing this upcoming Friday,” the guard said.
I had totally forgotten—I had a photoshoot today. “Tom, thank you so much. I owe you one, buddy. Come on, we need to make a quick stop at the bar.”
By now it was about ten—full breakfast rush. “Get yourself a little smoothie or something. I’ll be back soon.” Like always, the waiters and other staff weren’t surprised to see me naked; however, it was still weird to them, and they could not help but come over and stare, which I didn’t mind.
“Derrick, what a lovely surprise,” the bar owner said as I walked into his office.
“I have heard great feedback about my show and am looking forward to doing more for you,” I said.
“Derrick, I sense there is a problem. Is there something on your mind?”
“Well, as you know, I hate wearing clothes. As a matter of fact, I am trying to transition into full-time nudity, as in 24/7/365, and am dreaming of the day I can get rid of the few clothes I own. So even though it’s only for a few minutes and I do find the costumes you provide me very seductive, I wanted to try something new. Obviously, wearing the costumes for a few minutes in exchange for hundreds of people to see me naked and fondle me is totally worth it; however, I think we can avoid the clothing and still put on a good show,” I said.
“Listen, Friday was the most profitable show we have had till date, so for you, my friend, I am all ears,” the bar owner said honestly.
“Instead of a costume, I do body paint. These artists I have seen on social media are so good you cannot really tell it’s paint. They can paint me in whatever costume we want—maybe something you do not have and your patrons have not seen before. I know it’s short notice, so maybe we can get a kid’s pool and I can use a sponge to seductively pour water over myself to reveal my naked body,” I explained.
I could not help but notice the bar owner was a little excited and blushing a little. “That sounds like a genius idea. I have seen other venues that actually have showers or see-through pools. If you are willing to commit to being my headliner for at least two Fridays a month, I am willing to follow your creative instinct and make Friday nights the best strip show in town. This goes without saying—I noticed you displayed some true leadership and brought out the best in your fellow cast members.”
After shaking hands, I stood up, put both my hands behind my head, and began doing squats. “You think we can get this photoshoot done quickly? I have a few errands and a friend waiting for me,” I said as I began alternating with push-ups in order to get a good pump for the photos.
The bar owner could not help staring at me as he placed the call for the photographer.
“Let’s get him in every pose possible in the next twenty minutes so that you have enough material and he doesn’t have to come in for a while,” the owner told the photographer.
I really did enjoy being photographed nude, and the photographer was great at bringing out my kinky side and suggesting poses I enjoyed that exposed my assets the most.
It was no surprise at all that upon returning to the table, Tom was laughing, surrounded by a small group of men. I never understood how somebody so handsome and outgoing was so shy when it came to nudity. I mean, I didn’t want him to be like me, but at least comfortable enough to shower normally. Out of 30 men who we lived with, none of them had a problem showering naked except him. Hopefully, Angel could continue helping him come out of his shell. He was so much fun and a real friend; I could look past his flaws. He sure did his best to look past mine.
Tom introduced me to the small group of men as his roommate and said, among other endeavors and being a student, I was a stripper and a go-go dancer here, in an effort to explain my naked state. It was normal for the men to look at me, but these men really took their time and had no issues doing so very openly.
While all the men were talking, the gentleman sitting next to me pulled me aside into a private conversation and said, “Hi, I am Victor from Rentmen. Thank you so much for accepting my offer on such short notice. The gentleman next to Tom is the birthday boy, and we are really looking forward to seeing you tonight. Your pictures on Rentmen are incredible, but trust me when I tell you they don’t do you justice.”
“Thanks, Victor. Your offer was so generous, and I am looking forward to making your event a success. By any chance, is Tom invited to the party?” I asked, knowing very well that if Tom knew I was the entertainment, it would probably be a problem for him.
“We just met him and love him, so yes, he is invited. However, he is not part of the eight-person dinner service. He is one of the ones that will be joining us later when we are having fun with you,” Victor said with a wink.
The money I was getting for this was insane, so I would not be cancelling. However, I knew Tom would probably be so uncomfortable with me being the entertainment. I had a feeling if it was anyone else, he would probably enjoy it, but the truth was I did not know Tom that well to know for sure. What I did know to be true was that this was a huge coincidence and neither Tom nor I were to blame. I thought keeping my mouth shut was probably the best, and Tom had not mentioned a party to me, so who knows if he was actually going to go.
After hanging out for a while with the guys, we eventually decided to leave the bar. As I stepped into the street naked, a car honked at me and the cute driver blew me a kiss. I realized I had been naked for 24 hours now and had been seen naked by hundreds of people. I was feeling great. I also felt super sexy after my photoshoot.
I had texted both Angel and Daniel, who were now awake and who I really missed. As Tom and I walked towards the hostel, we passed a huge barbershop. I felt Daniel, Tom, Angel, and I were all long due for a haircut, and this place looked so lovely. I thought it could be our boys’ bonding time, and after having a look at my bank account, I was blown away by the amount of money I had made in a week—this on top of my fans’ money, which was substantial.
“Tom, let’s go in this place real quick and check it out. Maybe we can all get the works. Angel and Daniel are awake, and I can treat the three of you to a haircut, and we can take this as a break from our usual gym routine. What do you say?” I said to Tom, my voice sounding super excited.
“Derrick, you are a nice guy, and I would not normally take your money; however, I know you have lots of it. I would love nothing more than a haircut, a back massage, and to be honest, some professional manscaping,” Tom said.
I immediately felt excited at the fact that this was an option. Growing up, my dad had taught Jeremy and me about manscaping, and even though we just used plain old razors, it always seemed to turn out fine. Second, I could not believe Tom not only shaved down there but that he was willing to let somebody else do it was mind-boggling.
The handsome man at reception welcomed us as we stepped in. The building must have had about 20 barbers and maybe 15 customers getting haircuts or shaved. “I hope nudity is not a problem here, seeing as this is men’s only. I apologize, but my friend is a nudist and refuses to wear clothing,” Tom said to the receptionist.
“No problem at all,” the handsome receptionist said as he scanned my body with his eyes. “We see a lot of naked men here. Shaving your cock, asshole, and balls is tricky business, so many men come here to get it done. Let’s face it—no hair makes your dick look bigger, and shaving down there can be tricky. All types of men prefer being smooth,” he said with a wink.
“It would be four of us. Two of our friends would be on their way as soon as we can work this out. We go to the gym religiously around this time, and today being Sunday, we would like to treat ourselves. We all need haircuts. One of us needs a beard trim (Daniel). I have never seen my friend here naked; however, from what he says, he and all of us need some manscaping: shaft, pubes, balls, taint, and asshole. Would it be possible to have all this done together, and can we treat it like the four of us being pampered?” I said earnestly.
“Yes, you can do everything together, and we have the availability. However, we only have one private room for manscaping, so you would all need to go separately. On the other hand, we can throw in a manicure and pedicure for the four of you, and we can serve you some mimosas and a charcuterie board,” the receptionist said, once again not bothered at all by nudity and still having a look.
“My friend here is the only one that would need privacy. Would it be possible for the other three of us to have our manscaping done in our chairs?” I asked.
“I wouldn’t mind being naked, as you can see, with a barber shaving my private parts out here in the open, and I am sure my other two friends would not mind it either,” I said.
“No problem. That is so much more convenient, and since this is a men’s-only establishment, we really do not have any problems accommodating your nudity,” the receptionist said.
Reading his nametag, I said, “Jerome, when can we schedule this? My friends are less than 20 minutes away.”
“We can do this at noon.” Being 11:35, it was perfect.
I texted the guys as Tom and I took a seat. Before we knew it, I was pretty shocked to see both Daniel and Angel walk in wearing jeans and t-shirts. This was by far the most clothed I had ever seen them; however, it was fine. I got to be the naked one. Before long, four handsome men all in impeccable uniforms came to greet each of us by name and escorted us to our chairs.
“Hi, I am Scott, and I will be your barber for today. Please follow me this way. We have reserved four stations for you so you could all be together,” Scott said as he guided me to my chair.
As the four of us sat down, what appeared to be the manager and a staff member arrived. The staff member had a tray of mimosas, and the manager had a charcuterie board he set up on a table. “Hi, I am Bob, the owner and manager of this place. I am so happy you guys came here today with this attitude of having a guy’s pampering and bonding day. We are so happy to be able to provide it for you. I know you would normally be working out, and it shows—you all have fantastic bodies. Why not take some time to relax? I wish more men took their time to pamper themselves in this way, which is why my assistant and I will be supervising you to see how this goes and how we can promote this culture to other men who would love this. Is that ok with you?”
“It is more than ok. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t mind you recording me while Scott here takes care of me. Maybe we can set up a tripod looking only at me or maybe the four of us.” As I said this, I looked at Tom, Daniel, and Angel. Tom agreed, knowing he would be fully dressed during the entire process and would leave to the private area when he would be manscaped. Daniel and Angel were kind of tired and just nodded. “You can use the footage to promote the service.”
“That would be excellent. You seriously wouldn’t mind? Given that you are naked and three of you would eventually be naked, exposing your most private parts as we manscape you?”
“That would not be a problem. I think the three of us would enjoy it,” I said with a smile.
“Mr. Bob, I would not feel right being dressed while my client is fully naked. Would it be ok if I got naked?” Scott said in a nervous tone.
“I would not mind you performing this service naked as long as you agree to remain naked for the rest of your shift. Any other volunteers?” Bob replied as he looked at the other three barbers, who all kept their eyes down.
“Please remove your clothing, and I will put it away and hold on to it until the end of your shift,” Bob said.
Scott immediately removed his uniform, revealing a beautiful and very tattooed body along with a beautiful ass and extra-long uncut dick.
Scott began confiding in me that he was an at-home nudist and exhibitionist and was so inspired by my naked state. We briefly talked while we were waiting for the manager to set up the equipment. Once it was all set up, Scott turned my chair back away from my friends and towards the mirror. He reached for the barber cape simultaneously and draped it around my body. “I am naked already, so I doubt this is necessary. Covering up also makes me feel uncomfortable,” I replied.
With a knowing smile, Scott removed it and put it away. Holding my face towards the mirror, he began questioning me about my haircut. I told him I was used to a normal fade but was open to what he suggested. I did notice Scott had an edgier look with a distinct haircut and all of his tattoos, so I told him I would be happy for him to do something similar to his style, giving him complete creative freedom. Once the four of us had agreed on a haircut, our chairs turned again towards each other, and the barbers got to work.
Lifting our mimosas, Tom made a toast to our Bro’s Bonding Time. Angel and Daniel were becoming alive now and beginning to really enjoy themselves as we all took a toast and began indulging in the fine foods laid out in front of us. We all began chatting as usual, and I felt so comfortable and proud to be the only naked customer in the barbershop around what appeared to be forty to fifty other clothed men who did not shy away from staring or photographing our way—and of course Scott, who was also the only naked barber.
Very soon the barbers began talking, and now it was the eight of us who were chatting and laughing. Immediately, the other barbers began teasing Scott about his nudity; however, he was not at all phased by this and stood proud, even discussing his lifestyle at home of being naked at all times.
After our haircuts, the four of us got neck massages with some type of vibrating machine the barbers wore on their hands. It was amazing. After we continued bonding and talking some more, we each complimented each other on how good our haircuts looked. I really liked mine. It was a pretty drastic change; however, I thought it looked very good, and the guys agreed.
“Ok guys, because there is only one private manscaping room and we all want to be on the same timeline, I told the team the three of us would not mind getting manscaped out here in the open. Tom can of course have the room, but it’s time for you to take your clothes off and join me naked,” I told Angel and Daniel.
To my surprise, they were not hesitant and immediately got up and began stripping. After taking off their shoes, socks, and t-shirts at the same time, Daniel, facing us, took off his jeans and underwear simultaneously, while Angel, on the other hand, turned around and removed only his jeans, bending over to expose a very provocative ultra-thin g-string that did nothing to conceal his beautiful asshole. Once he had set his jeans on the chair along with his other clothing, he bent over once again seductively, removing his string and showing off his beautiful asshole, hamstrings, and bubble butt to us and the camera. The manager and his assistant, who had not left our side, collected the clothing and put it in a bag and took it to the front reception area.
Tom took off, and pretty soon both Daniel and Angel, who were sitting down, had their chairs reclined and were beginning to get their pubes lathered up with shaving cream.
“Where would you like to begin, Derrick?” Scott asked me.
“How about we mix things up and we start with my hole?” I said.
“Ok, I have never done anybody’s hole out here. Normally I would ask you to get on all fours on the bed. How about you stand up and get on all fours using the chair’s armrests and rest your chest on the back of the chair?” Scott suggested.
With the chair being pretty wide, my legs were unusually apart, probably exposing my asshole more than if I was on all fours. The gasps from some of the other barbers, patrons, and even my boys were audible. I enjoyed the exposure and closed my eyes as Scott lathered my hole up. When he took the blade, there was zero discomfort. I had to admit this was so nice, since I usually had a hard time reaching back there and enjoyed being completely smooth. I would definitely be coming back.
Zoning out for a while and enjoying this so much in every way, it was soon time to lay down. To my surprise, I got to see both Daniel and Angel being instructed to stand up and get on all fours. Wow, I had spent a week seeing them naked, but even I had to admit this was so intimate. I could not help but enjoy the scenery, as was everybody else in the room. Their holes were so exposed, along with their taints and completely smooth balls and cocks hanging seductively and in perfect sight. Both the manager and the assistant were supervising closely and even instructing the barbers, not even shying away from touching both of their assholes and explaining the procedure. I wondered if he had done the same with me. At this point, I was so used to being fondled I probably did not notice.
Pretty soon we were all done and were asked to relax. They covered our faces with a hot towel that smelled and felt incredible. Not sure if I drifted off to sleep, Scott whispered in my ear that there was a communal shower area that accommodated four people; however, our friend had insisted on using it first and he was done and heading back. He was wondering if the three of us would like to share the shower area or if we would like to go privately. I replied, letting him know we were fine to go together, almost in a joking tone. When my towel was removed, Tom was sitting down in his chair in a bathrobe, smiling from ear to ear.
I was a bit surprised to see Tom comfortable even though he appeared to be naked underneath that robe. Soon he had the towel on his face and was laying down while Scott escorted us to the shower room. It was a pretty small room with one tower having four shower heads. “Do you mind if I jump in? I could really use a refreshing shower, and I love showering with other men,” Scott asked.
Agreeing, we were surprised the manager and his assistant left the door open and were filming. After our shower, we were ushered to the manicure and pedicure station, which accommodated four people as well. Angel and Daniel were both given the option to get dressed since nudity was not necessary for the next steps, and after they declined, we were all offered robes, which the three of us declined as well. As we were escorted past the entire shop and waiting area to get to the stations, some new men were surprised and what appeared to be excited to see us parade around completely naked.
By this point we were pretty relaxed, and the conversation was to a minimum. We really enjoyed the manicure and pedicure and were so relaxed. Once we were done, I asked Daniel and Angel if they were down to enjoying a nice clothing-free Sunday with me and remain naked while we headed for lunch. As we were checking out, I asked the manager if he could hold on to my friend’s clothing and we would be back another day to retrieve it, to which he agreed.
“I am giving you a one hundred percent discount for arriving and remaining naked the entire time. You are welcome to come here naked any time, and you will always have a free service. The same offer stands for the rest of you. I am giving the other two gentlemen a fifty percent discount since they were naked half the time, and of course Mr. Tom here will get a nice 10% discount since this is his second visit. Furthermore, I will need the four of you to sign the release form for the video I took so that I can promote not only the services but also promote the clothing-optional status of this barbershop.”
After I made the payment, I thanked Bob and promised him we would definitely be back. As we made our way to the bar for lunch, we passed by a small Italian bistro. The handsome man outside smiled at us, came out, and asked if he could show us his menu. “As long as you don’t mind that the three of us are naked and don’t have clothing with us,” I replied.
“Of course not. I can clearly see that, and if it was a problem, I would not have pulled you aside,” the man said as he showed us the menu and spoke to us in a sexy Italian accent. Impressed by the menu, we were sold and followed the handsome man inside the establishment, which was pretty busy and a lot bigger than what it looked like on the outside.
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