Waking up for the second day in a row in a different bed than mine caused me to be confused momentarily. On this occasion I lay motionless on my back. I could see from my peripheral vision some movement to my right side. Squinting, I could clearly make out that the guy in the bed next to mine was jacking off, and I was not one hundred percent sure, but I could feel him staring at me.
As it was usual, I often slept with my cock in my hand, and today was no exception; I could feel my morning wood. Wondering what to do, I decided to turn to look at him, and sure enough the guy was looking directly at my body while jerking. He immediately stopped, so I decided to cover my eyes with my pillow in order for him to know I was completely cool with him looking at me, and with my eyes covered, he could look at me freely.
I began stroking my dick myself and spread my legs as I began using my free hand to play with my balls. I could hear the guy start stroking again. I sure hoped he was looking, and the thought of him looking at me to jerk off was making me extremely hot. I also hoped he enjoyed seeing me stroke my cock. The excitement of having somebody admiring my body first thing in the morning made me incredibly hot. When I knew for sure I could hear him cumming, I shortly began cumming right after him.
I got up and noticed a couple more guys were awake and in bed; I wondered if they had seen me jerk off. I made it a point not to look toward my right; however, I headed to the vanity where a couple of guys were brushing their teeth and combing their hair. Using some paper towels, I carefully cleaned my cock head and cleaned the cum on my chest. Not sure why the guys looked puzzled since jerking off in the morning was pretty natural, so why try to hide it? I thought.
Getting back to bed, the person to my right was gone, and to my left a freshly woken-up Daniel was on his phone. “Hey stud, what are your plans for today?” I whispered to him.
“Gym, interview, and a part-time day at work training. How about you?” he answered, giving me a sexy look.
“I want to hit the gym the earlier the better and pick up a couple of things I need. I have a Zoom call with my school in the afternoon, and I want to be settled into the office area early,” I replied.
“How about we hit the showers, make some coffee, and try to be at the gym by 9 a.m.?” Daniel replied.
“Perfect,” I said.
By this time the place was coming alive with lots of men in the kitchen, some getting their stuff ready by their lockers, but most in the showers. Daniel and I took our time; we were enjoying each other’s company. I was enjoying being on display, and I had a feeling Daniel was beginning to enjoy the same pleasure being on display gave you. After our long shower we shared Daniel’s towel and again ditched it while we brushed our teeth and combed our hair. Again, I could not help but notice, especially from the vantage point I had from the vanity area’s mirror, that nobody who was in the shower room was covered unless they were taking a shower.
Daniel made a quick stop in his locker, grabbed some coffee, and we headed over to the kitchen where absolutely nobody was naked; everyone was fully dressed with the exception of one man who was shirtless in shorts. I was very proud of Daniel; I didn’t even have to ask him to be naked with me. “Fuck,” I shouted.
“What is it?” Daniel replied, alarmed.
“We should probably go get Tom and ask him to join,” I said.
I went over and whispered in his ear: “Hey buddy, Daniel and I are headed over to the gym a little bit earlier than usual. Come on, roomie, we have a cup of coffee ready for you.”
I could tell he was a bit annoyed and this was not his usual wake-up time; however, the friendship and the fact we were including him made him smile and accept. Half asleep, he walked over to his locker to grab God knows what crazy amount of clothing for the shower.
As we waited for Tom, I started feeling the vibe that Daniel had been serious about what he had told me yesterday during lunch about being excited by my lifestyle. So far today he alone was practically leading the way with all the decisions I would have made myself in order to maximize my exposure. We were casually standing by the counter close to the coffee maker; this made all the men getting coffee have a close look at our naked bodies, and we were practically visible to everyone sitting in the office area, table, all of the men still in bed, and even a few guys in the showers.
Thanks to that, Tom had no problem finding us as he had a towel wrapped around his back, another one wrapped around his waist; he was clearly wearing his long swimming trunks underneath and was desperate for the cup of coffee I immediately handed him. By now he was back to his usual happy self and was excited to hit the gym. After coffee we made our way to our lockers, and I reached for my last pair of clean compression shorts in a light charcoal. This pair was equally revealing; however, I was very excited to try it on with the mesh underwear, and I was hoping it would push my junk forward and give me a bigger bulge like it had done for Daniel.
I packed a tank top, my dad’s shortest pair of vintage Nike running shorts with slits all the way up the waistband, my flip-flops, and toiletry bag. I got my compression shorts and underwear ready and laid naked in bed while Daniel and Tom got dressed. I knew Tom would take the longest, and since I lay in bed I decided to enjoy Daniel’s body as he got dressed. To my surprise, his outfit was very revealing: a pair of shorts almost as short as the ones I had packed and a very tight Fruit of the Loom tank top that fit him like a glove. His hairy legs and chest were a dream to look at. When both men were dressed, I quickly slid on my mesh string in white and my charcoal compression shorts. Tom was unable to hide his shock.
After we finally made it to the gym, the owner stopped me and inspected me. He had no problems grabbing my body and told me: “You see how much better and bigger your bulge looks with whatever underwear you have on?” Turning me around, he said: “Look how it does not even show nor stop the shorts from going into your ass crack. Do you mind showing me your underwear? I would love to recommend it to some of my other customers,” he said.
Without having to be asked twice, I pulled my compression shorts down to my ankles, bending over and exposing my ass to the four or five guys in line behind me. I displayed the string, the pouch, and explained everything the sales clerk had told me, taking the opportunity to recommend him and his shop. A very excited “Very nice” was the reply, and this time I bent over, pointing my ass at him in order to pull up my shorts. As I came back up, Tom looked like a beet while Daniel appeared to be a little hard.
Before beginning our workout, we told Tom we were working out together, and he again smiled. Again I let Daniel take over as coach, setting up the routine for us, and after about forty-five minutes we had been put through a very extensive workout. By this time the gym had begun to clear from the morning rush, and one of the gym’s multipurpose rooms appeared to be empty. This room had yoga mats, kettlebells, TRX’s hanging from the ceiling, Pilates balls, and even a punching bag.
“We should go in and do a quick fifteen-minute ab workout to top us off,” I said. Both Daniel and Tom innocently agreed.
As the three of us entered, I handed Tom my phone and asked him if he would not mind holding on to it for me since he had pockets.
“I am not much of an expert on abs, Derrick. Why don’t you take the lead on this one?” Daniel said.
“No problem. Grab a yoga mat and lay flat on your back,” I said firmly.
“Now pull your feet closer toward your butt and bend your knees while keeping your feet flat on the ground.” When he did this, I stepped on his feet. “Hands behind your head and give me twenty good old-fashioned sit-ups,” I ordered.
Daniel had no problem following instructions. I instinctively bent my knees a bit, getting my crotch closer to Daniel’s face. Every time he got up, he would pause and stare at my crotch, which was growing to the point it was also touching his face. By the fourth sit-up, my dick was fully hard, and Daniel stuck his tongue out and sensually licked my cockhead through my shorts and underwear.
Speaking to Tom, I said: “Come on, roomie, get the phone out and start recording.”
Immediately pulling both my shorts and underwear down in one swoop, I took them off and threw them off to the side. I then reached down and pulled Daniel’s shirt off, throwing it on top of my wrinkled shorts. Tom was shaking with nerves, uncomfortable, yet he was recording as instructed.
To my surprise, Daniel leaned on his back, lifted his legs and ass, taking off his shorts and underwear and throwing them toward the pile. He then got back into position, my feet on top of his, and he began doing his sit-ups, both of us fully naked. My dick became instantly hard, and Daniel engulfed it in his lips as he sat up and then again went back down all the way to his back.
He managed to engulf my whole penis down to the base every single time; however, his abs were giving out, and he was struggling, although he did manage to do about thirty sit-ups.
“Good boy,” I said as I caressed the back of his head.
I sat down for my turn and did the same to him. Every time a person approached or passed by the multipurpose room, Tom would lose his shit and begin freaking out; however, he managed to continue recording.
After this we did planks, taking each other’s dicks down our throats as we held the plank.
Finally, I made Daniel lay down flat on his back while I squatted, my balls touching his lips. I instructed him to hold on to my ankles and do some leg lifts. Daniel obliged and licked my balls as he worked out his abs.
When my turn came, I pushed him forward a bit since I was more interested in rimming him. To my surprise, by the last leg lift Daniel’s dick erupted all over my chest and abs. Turning to Tom, I could tell he was hard as a rock, freaking out, anxiety through the roof, and in a state of shock.
Daniel cleaned his cum off my body using his towel, then began grabbing our clothes and told Tom to come. It was his turn, and we would all be dressed and respectful. “These exercises are great for your abs, bro, get over here. No funny naked stuff,” he added.
The word *bro* probably resonated the most, and Tom lit up and approached us. Handing me my phone, Daniel told him to get started with a plank while we got dressed. After finishing his routine, he seemed very proud and said his abs felt great, almost like he had forgotten the traumatic experience we had put him through.
Once we made it to the locker room, we found shared lockers; however, Daniel and I had both stripped naked as soon as we had entered the door. Not paying much attention to Tom, we let him do his crazy routine as we roamed free and exposed for every man in the locker room to see our bodies from every angle.
When the three of us returned to our lockers, I had strategically chosen a bottom-row locker, which allowed me to bend over, exposing my hole to Tom and Daniel while I sorted through my bag. Being extra daring, I pushed my balls and cock behind my legs, making sure my hole, taint, balls, and cock were in full view as I bent over.
Even though I could not see, I trusted both Daniel and Tom were getting off on seeing me in this position and was hoping other passersby also enjoyed the view. I fussed around my bag for way longer than I needed to, but I just wanted to make sure as many people as possible got to see my favorite parts. I could not see who, but I could hear gasps, which definitely made me happy.
Once we finally made it outside of the gym, Tom insisted we grab our usual lunch.
“I actually want to grab some stuff I need from the grocery store to eat, and I need to grab a towel as well,” I said. “To be honest, I am missing home where I was able to be naked as much as I pleased, so I figured all I have is a Zoom call with my school today, so I could spend the next twenty-four hours naked at the hostel. I am anxious to get back, get naked, and I am also thinking of doing some laundry. The receptionist told me I could give him all my clothes before noon, and it should be returned by 9 a.m. If you guys need something washed, please let me know, and I will happily include it in my laundry.”
Tom approached me, hugged me, and said he understood; however, he offered to treat me to lunch, and he knew I could be naked there if I wanted to. Not that he understood, but he knew about my need to be naked and exposed. I said I just want to be naked for twenty-four hours, and since all my clothes could use a wash, I do not have a choice, which is why I want to get some groceries and be home.
“We can continue sharing towels. I will be happy to bring you some dinner tonight, and I am sure Tom will get you some lunch. Just get home, get naked, and take care of your video calls,” Daniel said.
My eyes got watery. I just really needed to be naked, and I was also missing my family, not that I was not grateful for Daniel and Tom, but I was on day two without my family, and wearing clothing was just really a lot for me.
At the hostel, Daniel handed me beige and baby-blue string bikinis he would give me along with most of his clothes. I knew he was not doing well financially, so I went ahead and took all of his clothes. Tom had plenty of clothes; however, he lay beside me as he knew I was having a moment.
“As much as I hate telling you this, I have done my research, and nudity is legal in this city as long as you are not acting sexually,” Tom told me.
“This means that you can walk naked over to the restaurant. You know you are welcome there naked, and we can come back here. Let’s drop off your clothes for the laundromat to pick up, get some lunch, and then I will bring you back to make sure you are okay in time for your school call,” Tom said.
Tom was so convincing and made perfect sense all the time. Knowing he was smarter than me, I trusted him and agreed.
Daniel was naked again, combing his hair and doing everything possible to stay naked as much as possible until he put on his fancy interview clothes. After giving me his laundry, he kissed me on the lips and rushed off to his job interview. “I will see you tonight, and I will bring you back some dinner and our usual wine,” Daniel said as he rushed away.
Tom and I made it to the reception desk at 12:01, and the receptionist said he did not think it would be a problem to get my laundry delivered tomorrow first thing in the morning. Leaving my clothes behind, and most of Daniel’s, I trusted the man before adding: “You do realize I am naked and have no clothes to wear?”
“No problem, Mr. Derrick. I am pretty sure your clothes will be here tomorrow at 9 a.m.,” the gentleman said. ¨Besides you are allowed to be naked here and at the hostel¨.
“Fair enough.” I responded as I handed over my entire wardrobe to him.
With Daniel off to his job interview and Tom dressed to the fullest, I felt odd walking naked a couple of blocks; however, as Tom had said, nudity was not illegal, and I did feel comfortable being naked and exposed. I could see the stares, but they were probably just as bad as when I was in my compression shorts.
I did feel bad for the staff because if the owner was there, he would use me as an example in order to get his staff to be more revealing. I felt Tyrone was my friend even though we had known each other for such a short time.
Tyrone was not at all surprised to see me there naked and welcomed me with a hug and a cheek slap. He did sit us down on the terrace, which I think was on purpose since it was very full, and served us the meal Tom ordered for us.
Midway through my salad, the owner sat down at our table, casually making small talk before delicately asking me about my state of undress. “I am a nudist, and Tyrone mentioned to me nudity was fine here. I just handed over all my clothing to the laundry service at my hostel and was gonna stay in before my friend told me nudity was legal, so we decided to walk a couple of blocks here for our favorite lunch,” I calmly said.
“Your friend is right. I have done so much research and have had to go through so many lawyers in order to get all of my licenses that allow me to have sex shows and strippers who can be touched and be fully naked,” the owner said with an annoyed look on his face.
“By the way, thank you so much for convincing your friend to become a waiter here. He is so nice, and his body is incredible. I was able to see so much of him too since he said you had switched clothing with him prior to his interview,” the owner continued.
“Well, Tyrone spoke so highly of you and this establishment; you come across so sincerely as well. On top of that, our friend really needs a job, so we figured it was the perfect combination,” Tom said.
“I appreciate you mentioning that,” the owner said.
As usual, between Tom and the owner they took over the conversation, and quite rapidly Tom spoke about his five-year plan, the owner spoke about his, and since I didn’t have one yet, I spoke about my nudism, exhibitionism, starting massage school next week, and somehow my adult content creation became a topic of conversation.
“A couple of the head teachers there and I go way back, so if you ever need a favor, do not hesitate to ask, Derrick,” the owner said. “Tyrone mentioned you would be interested in a stripping job here. Is that correct?” he continued.
“Well, of course. Being naked and exposed is my passion, so I figured being a stripper would bring me much joy, and from the comments I have heard I am easy to look at. I was ready to apply yesterday; however, I had an appointment to get to, so I plan on coming back next Tuesday when you hold interviews. I would never dare interrupt your schedule,” I said politely.
“I appreciate that,” the owner said. “Let’s not rush into anything, and I will be happy to have a look at you next Tuesday, not that I have not already seen enough, and you can rest assured I am quite interested,” he continued.
After the owner had left, we walked back to the hostel. Tom had very diligently helped me set up my computer, which I was not too good at, and before I knew it I was joining my first orientation call. There were about forty people online, and the teacher did most of the talking. I had not even put any thought into it, but I was the only one shirtless and stood out like a sore thumb. The call was pretty smooth; the teacher answered most of my questions, and I was getting a good feel for what class was going to be like.
“Mr. Derrick, would you please remain on the call a few minutes after it is done?” the teacher said.
Once everyone had logged off, the teacher commented on my lack of a shirt. I became nervous and had sincerely not thought about it, thinking it was perfectly natural. If only he knew I was not only shirtless but fully naked as well. “I am sorry. I just got into town and sent all my clothing to the laundry service,” I said in a nervous tone.
“You mean you are not only shirtless but fully naked?” the main teacher said in a tone that seemed quite angry.
“I figured I was going to get thrown out of this school, and I had accidentally confessed to taking a perfectly innocent professional videoconference completely unprofessionally with my nudity.” Without wanting to be dishonest to my teacher, I stood up and exposed my full body.
I began apologizing immediately; however, I was interrupted.
“Mr. Derrick, I would like to speak to you after our in-person orientation tomorrow. Seeing how comfortable you are in your skin, I think you can be of great help to our class and also serve as a model for my weekly student-recruitment seminars. They come with pay; however, you would have to be naked in front of fifty to one hundred people while I demonstrate some of human anatomy as well as the techniques to heal through massage therapy. Do you think that is something you would be able to handle?” the teacher asked.
“Yes, sir. I will look forward to talking to you tomorrow after orientation. Have a great afternoon, and count me in,” I said as respectfully as possible, quite relieved I was not in any trouble before even beginning school.
The rest of the afternoon I was met with some of my roommates looking at me weird, some whispering about me, and some recording me or taking pictures of me from their phones. Being the only one naked was a burden; however, when the shower rush began, the men became more at ease, and before I knew it Tom, Daniel, and I were sitting on our private rooftop, sharing our day over a lovely glass of wine.
Today had started out tough, but now I had so much to look forward to. The potential to become a stripper, a nude class model, and a model for large seminars was pretty exciting. I was so happy as Tom, Daniel, and I toasted.
¨I am sorry I had a moment today however you guys really helped¨ I sincerely said to both of them.
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