Liam gets ready

LIAM

“Rose,” Liam groaned. “All I will have on will be jeans and sandals. You don’t even want me to wear socks.”

Liam was a handsome young nerd whose girlfriend's "fantasy" was to show off his body at a party in a cabin the woods. Specifically, she wanted him to drive to the cabin wearing topless, wearing only jeans (NO UNDERWEAR).

Unbeknownst to the guileless Liam, there was a nefarious plan underfoot to get Liam naked in front of everyone atthe party.

“No, I don’t. I told you I wanted to show you off, baby.” Rose giggled. Then she stripped herself naked.

At this point, Liam was putty in her hands.

After they’d fucked, Liam showered. They had to be on the road very soon.He looked around for “the jeans”. There was no way he would put on anything that wasn’t pristine especialy if he was not wearing underwear.

He found a relatively new pair of jeans that he’d never worn. Naked, he put them on. It felt odd to wear pants with no underwear. Very odd. Liam smiled to himself, appreciating his saucy girlfriend. Liam had not been much of an attraction to girls until his senior year, and then they had suddenly come ouf of the woodwork. Liam chalked it up to his kindness and genial nature. He didn’t think he was much to look at, frankly. He was continually compared to the actor Eric Stoltz, and Liam had to admit there was a resemblance. being a fellow redhead.

Liam looked around for a shirt, then remembered he was not supposed to wear one. His stomach churned. The guys at the cabin were gym rats, he knew, and he did not feel in their league, although in reality, Liam had a fine, lean body, hairless except for pubes and pits, and he had one enormous asset (OK, two): juicy, red nipples. Rose had told him that he had the cutest male nipples ever in history.

Liam also had a very nice cock and balls, and a beautiful smooth butt, but he did not think about that much. I mean, he wasn't gonna be exposing THOSE.

And now I have to drive 30 miles with them (THE NIPPLES) exposed, sighed Liam. Not to mention walking around the woods with "them" on display.

IN FRONT OF GAY GUYS, ONE OF WHOM LIAM KNEW THOUGHT HE WAS "CUTE". 

“Honey, let’s go,” trilled Rose. “I don’t wanna miss cocktail hour.”

Resigned, Liam grabbed a T-shirt, socks and boxers to hide in the car (shoving them in a CVS bag), put on his sandals, and went to join his girlfriend who was ready to get the “show” on the road.

She was already out by the car. The car that Liam would have to drive half-naked.

TO BE CONTINUED