Liam is exhibited

"Rose, what has gotten into you?" an exasperated Liam asked his comely 25-year-old girlfriend.

Liam was a wiry redhead of 27. He worked for the county sheriff's office. He was considered somewhat of a nerd, albeit a good-looking one. He was toned but he did not work out that much. He had pale skin, a nice smile, and sparkling green eyes.

Rose was a fun-loving blonde girl who worked at the multiplex. They'd been dating for a year.

Liam was devoted to Rose, but she had proposed something a bit out of his comfort zone.

They were invited to a weekend bash at a cabin in the woods. The host was a gay couple, Mark and Jake.

Rose wanted Liam to drive them to the cabin shirtless and without underwear underneath his pants. Liam was NOT comfortable with this, because he thought it would be potentially embarrassing. Mark and Jake were physically fit specimens and they were younger than Liam. Liam was not keen on the idea of party guests seeing him without a shirt. Rose not only wanted to drive to the cabin topless, she wanted Liam to remain shirtless until nightfall.

"I've cleared it with the boys," Rose explained, as if this would validate this idea.

"Was this THEIR idea?" Liam sneered. He knew Jake thought he was "cute."

"Nope. This is on me," Rose laughed. "I want to show you off."

"Honey, driving 30 miles shirtless is just weird." Not only did Liam not want to drive to the woods topless, he did not want to exit the car in the same state of undress.

Rose pouted. "It's my fantasy, Liam. It turns me on."
 

Liam arched an eyebrow. Hmmmm, he thought. He considered this proposal.

"I like your body, what can I say?" Rose shrugged.

"How many people at this party?" asked Liam, nervously.

Rose knew she had him.

She lied. "About ten or so." It would be triple that, she had been told. Jake had also told her, "If you can get him to do this, I'll pay you. I know it will embarrass him. Liam is no exhibitionist, that's for sure."

Rose had replied, laughingly, "I know. Don't pay me. Just find some way to strip him naked in front of everybody without hurting him."

Jake had chuckled. "I'll come up with something."

Rose couldn't wait to see her handsome, shy boyfriend nude in front of strangers.

FRIDAY (THE NIGHT BEFORE THE PARTY)

Mark and Jake are making a modest supper the night before the party. They have two early guests, Joan (a beautiful blonde model) and Jill (Joan’s assistant, a pudgy, giggly virgin).

All these people are in their early 30s.

Supper is hamburgers, baked potatoes, and salad. But Mark and Jake are expert cooks, so this dinner will be anything but mundane.

Mark and Jake are hunky dudes, both gay. They’ve been a couple for five years. When Mark and/or Jake venture outside the cabin to do yard work, many people suddenly develop urges to ride their bikes.

Mark is vain, dark-haired and impeccably bearded. His sense of humor comes and goes.

Jake is more affable. He’s blonde, clean-shaven and he likes weed (a lot).

As dinner is being prepared, a conversation ensues over bottles of red wine.

Joan: “Rose wants you guys to strip Liam naked? How are you going to do that, Liam is so shy.”

Secretly, Joan was moist. She thought Liam to be quite adorable.

Jill had never seen “this Liam.” She felt she had to chime in: “Yeah. How you gonna get Rose’s boyfriend NAKED?” Jill had never seen a REAL-LIFE NAKED MAN, only the ones on cable.

Mark groused as he tossed the salad, noticing that Jake had forgotten to buy mushrooms (again). He poured himself (secretly, he thought) a shot of bourbon.

Jake, a writer of a few produced indie screenplays,did not miss a beat. “We will have a game called ROLL THE DICE. If CERTAIN PEOPLE can restrain themselves from BOURBON, we all will be able to keep our clothes on. Since Liam will be arriving wearing only a pair of jeans, he will be immediately compromised.”

Mark glared. “I don’t know why Jake wants to see Liam naked. He has not physique.”

Jake was ready for that. “Mark, not everyone is into preening muscle queens.”

Mark viciously tossed salad. “I don’t know QUITE what you mean.”

The girls smoked a joint and laughed. Jill thought, “OMG, these gay hunks are so fun and maybe I’ll see them all naked.” But Jill did not want to expose her body. She was, she knew, fat.

Joan giggled, “I think Liam looks like has quite a nice body. And Rose told me he was more than terrific in the sack.”

Jake checked on the burgers. “I agree with Rose.”

“So how does this game work?” asked Joan, as Mark glowered.

“It will be fair. Some of us may have to show a little flesh. That will be  no problem for THIS ONE.” Jake gestured to his disgruntled boyfriend.

“I am NOT a show-off,” Mark blurted, annoyed.

“Mark, it’s how I met you.” Jake took a swig of wine. He knew Mark liked stripping and humiliation, and Jake liked needling Mark about his vanity (which, to be fair, was understandable since Mark, who was a lawyer, could easily been in the movies).

“How DID you guys meet?” Jill fairly shrieked.

Mark grimaced. He preferred this information not to be disclosed.

Jake disclosed it with glee, as he knew it would in the long run make Mark horny.

“Mark was at the gym, WATCHING HIMSELF WORK OUT IN THE MIRROR. PREENING. I walked in and pretended not to notice him. Then next thing I knew, he’s following me into the sauna.”

Mark was kind of livid now. “Jake, shut up.”

Jill squealed, “That’s so hot.”

Joan drank. She was amused. She loved gay male bickering especially if they supplied her with wine and weed.

Jake would not be silenced. “Yeah. He  even preened in the sauna.”

Mark groused. “I DID NOT.”

Jake laughed, “Preen, preen, preen. And then he ‘accidentally' dropped his towel and bent over right in front of me.”

And the rest is history, thought Joan, but she didn't say it, as she Mark knew had a short fuse.

Mark sighed. All of this was true. He decided to smoke a joint. The salad was finished.

He did say, “Jake, when you are finished jabbering, why not check on the baked potatoes?”

TO BE CONTINUED