Phil's Naked Adventures - Part 9 (Patreon)
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The Vote
Part 8 ended with Phil and Hunter out for a naked walk, with Hunter preparing to fuck our brave adventurer. The choice you were offered was to either fuck right there in the middle of the street, find somewhere more secluded or go fuck at home. It seems you all wanted a bit more outdoor fucking, but didn't want to risk things going too badly for the boys, so read on and see where you decision leads them...“This isn't exactly my first time,” Phil said, taking Hunter's hand. “So trust me when I say the idea of fucking in the middle of the street and the reality of fucking in the middle of the street are very different things!”
Phil's Naked Adventures - Part 9
“Yeah, I s'pose,” Hunter conceded with a sigh.
“Getting caught can be fun, but getting arrested... not so much!” Phil explained. He could see how disappointed Hunter was, but his word of warning was not an outright refusal. He raised the teen's hand and kissed it gently, then suggested, “Maybe we find somewhere just a little more secluded for you to fuck my brains out!”
“Fuck yeah,” the large teen growled hungrily. He happily followed along as Phil continued down the street. “So have you... been caught often?”
Phil smirked. “I don't know if it counts as getting caught, but today I ended up stuck outside work with no clothes. I went in for help, got found by my boss and worked naked for the afternoon in front of two colleagues.”
“You're shitting me!” Hunter said, stopping dead in his tracks.
Phil chuckled at the teen's reaction, but also at his own blasé reaction to such extreme exposure. Six months earlier, he had changed his short in the bathroom at work and been caught with a few buttons undone by a colleague. That had felt pretty embarrassing and yet here he was now, having sat stark naked in the office, roamed the streets nude and been the slutty entertainment at a party. The more he thought about it, the more insane it seemed.
“Nope, all true,” he said, almost proudly. “And I have to go back in there tomorrow and face them!”
“Dude, you're literally dripping!” Hunter said, amazed more by Phil's arousal over his own humiliations than the things he had actually done. “Promise me something.”
“Sure,” Phil said, not even thinking to question what he might be agreeing to.
“When you finally get unlocked, can I be the first guy you fuck?” Hunter requested, almost desperately.
“You've got a deal!” Phil agreed happily. “But for now... this'll do!” He led Hunter behind a bush. As he pushed it aside, it revealed a large hole in a fence that the naked young man led his way through.
“Where are we?” Hunter asked as they emerged on the other side.
“Back of Holloway Park. It's locked at night but there's a few different ways in if you know where to look!” Phil explained.
“And why is it you know where to look?” Hunter asked with a knowing grin.
Phil laughed shyly. “Cos it's a bit of a cruising ground most nights.”
“Wow, you really are a slut!” Hunter said, shaking his head dismissively before a grin curled up the corners of his mouth. “I have so much to learn!”
“Learn later,” Phil said, handing the teen the condom he was still grasping. “Fuck now!”
As Hunter began to open the pack, Phil could see his hands shaking. While there was a slight coolness to the evening, he knew it was not likely the temperature causing it. He considered offering Hunter the chance to stop, but the teen had made it clear several times now this was what he wanted, so instead he just stroked the large bicep and whispered, “Try to relax, okay!”
Hunter paused and looked at Phil in the low light and nodded as he took a deep breath. He took another breath, enjoying Phil's fingers caressing his arm, then continued. Moments later, the condom was over his meaty cock. He grabbed Phil by both shoulders, planted a kiss hard on his lips, then span him round and bent him over.
Phil was ready for it, eager even, but the ferocity of the first thrust almost knocked him off of his feet. In a single, hard push, Hunter had plunged his entire cock inside the chaste man so hard has balls actually swung forward and hit Phil's with an amusing 'slap'.
Hunter grabbed his hips and rather than pulling back himself, shoved Phil forward and then slammed him back again. He repeated it, slowly getting fasted, using Phil and and his arse like some kind of living fuck toy.
“Oh fuck!” Phil grunted as each hit sent a wave of pain-tinged pleasure through him.
“You like it rough?” Hunter snarled.
“I didn't!” Phil replied honestly. “I do now!”
“Good boy!” Hunter said with a low chuckle. He reached out and grabbed a handful of Phil's hair, gripping it just tightly enough to pull a little.
“Unnnh, yeah, oh...” Phil gasped. Suddenly he felt himself get pulled back up into a standing position, one of Hunter's hands still pulling his hair as the other one slid from stomach, to chest and then to his neck. The touch was delicate, but that quickly changed as strong fingers grasped around his neck.
There was a brief moment of panic until Hunter leaned forward and whispered, “I won't really hurt you, but if you can't speak and want it to stop, just tap my hand twice, okay?”
The fear was immediately replaced with excitement as Hunter continued to fuck him hard, pulling his hair and choking him a little at the same time. There was a momentary concern that the rough treatment might be Hunter's anger over his situation or his sorrow getting to him, but the sheer, violent pleasure of the experience soon erased any ability to think too deeply. There was only pleasure and pain, the two sensations intertwining, overlapping, enhancing each other to new heights.
“Holy shit!” a voice exclaimed, alerting the two naked men.
As Phil looked for the source of the voice, he had half expected Hunter to stop, but the fucking went on, though the hand on his neck loosened a little.
“Mind if we watch?” a second voice asked.
There were two men approaching from several feet away, one looking to be a little over thirty and the other probably in the region of forty, give or take five years.
“Sure,” Hunter said, thrusting in hard again. “Join in if you really want. His mouth's free and he's a great cock-sucker!”
“Can I?” the younger man asked, immediately revealing much of the dynamic between the two.
“How d'you feel about being recorded?” the older man asked, holding up his phone.
Hunter shrugged. “Don't show my face, but record as much of him as you like!”
“Fuck,” Phil muttered. It was certainly not the first time he had been recorded, but he was beginning to feel increasingly like nothing more than a tool to be used by the other men. It was a feeling he really rather liked.
“Go for it,” the older man said, his younger partner eagerly pulling out his cock as he approached the other two. “But you gotta be naked too!”
“Ugh, fine!” the younger man agreed, rolling his eyes. It seemed the outdoor nudity fetish was not a mutual interest to the two strangers. Regardless of his seeming disinterest in being naked, he quickly pulled his clothes off and looked around. “Where's your clothes?” he asked the two naked fuckers.
“At home!” Hunter said, with a wicked grin.
“Fuck!” the older man said, clearly enjoying the thought of them wandering the streets naked.
“Unnh!” Hunter grunted as he resumed his rough fucking, holding Phil's hips again as he leaned over to suck the new arrival's six inch cock. He looked over to the other man, who was already recording, and said, “If I give you my number, can you send me a copy?”
“Even better, I'll send you a link to where it's posted!” the man replied, sniggering.
“Uts gugh unlunn?” Phil asked immediately, though the question was muffled by the cock in his mouth.
“I think that was 'it's going online?'” Hunter said with a snigger. “I'm used to hearing him with his mouthful!”
“Yeah, that okay?” the man asked, though it sounded like it would happen regardless of their response.
“Fuck yeah. I love the thought of the world seeing this faggot being all... faggy!” Hunter said, never really great with the words.
Phil suddenly pulled back and said, “Any chance I can swallow both your loads, on camera?”
Hunter grinned. He knew the request was likely in relation to the task Phil was doing for master Matt, but he remained silent about it, his cock throbbing inside Phil because of how slutty it made him sound.
“Fuck, okay,” the older guys said. “Finish him then we swap!”
“Yes Sir!” Phil said, then eagerly grabbed the cock and resumed sucking on it, playing with the stranger's balls as he did so.
It didn't take long for the first man to cum in Phil's mouth. The sight of Hunter, muscular, naked and slamming hard into Phil helping to speed the process along. Once Phil had licked the cock clean, the younger man took the phone from his partner and continued the recording as the older man stripped.
Both of the strangers were pretty average to look at, the younger one more slim and smooth, while the older one had a hint of muscle and plenty of body hair, especially around his seven inch erection which he had been happily massaging through his clothes while recording the first blow job.
The shared outdoor nudity was clearly a huge turn-on for the older man as it took barely more than two minutes before he pulled his cock out and pumped his load partly on Phil's face and partly into his mouth.
“Ah fuck yes!” Hunter grunted at the sight of Phil taking the second load. He grasped him tightly as he shot his load inside, wishing he could have gone bareback and really filled Phil with his seed. As he pulled out, he grabbed Phil by the neck again, forced him to his knees, pulled his mouth open and then held it that way with a thumb. With his other hand, he pulled off the condom, tipped it over and let his load drip out of it into the kneeling sub's open mouth.
“Fuck me!” the older man declared at the sight of it.
As the recording was stopped, the younger stranger typed in Hunter's number as he spoke it.
“I look forward to seeing the video,” Hunter said, suddenly feeling a little less confident now that the horniness had subsided. “But for now, we gotta get home!”
“No problem, stay safe!” the older man said as he dressed.
“Thanks for the blow job,” the younger one added, grinning at Phil's quiet blushing.
“They're gonna post that online!” Phil muttered as they headed back towards the hole in the fence.
“Yeah, they are. Are you... okay with that?” Hunter asked, his head clearing more and more now as the hormones died down.
“I shouldn't be, but... I am!” Phil answered, surprised by his own answer. “I mean, it's fucking scary, not knowing who might see, but... fuck it's hot!”
The walk home was disappointingly uneventful. Only one car passed them, and despite his post-orgasmic come-down, Hunter still insisted they not hide, though the car just passed without so much as responding to them.
Once they were back at Phil's house, they showered quickly before returning to the bedroom. Hunter had already received a link to the video, the two men clearly not wasting any time on getting it uploaded. A quick look at their profile showed they cruised quite a lot and really enjoyed showing it off. He sent the link to Phil, who in turn sent a copy to Master Matt for his entertainment.
Phil glanced at the clock and groaned. “I have to be up for work in, like, no time!” he complained.
“Call in sick!” Hunter said with a grin. “Then we can just fuck all day instead!”
Phil rolled onto his side, casually stroked a hand across Hunter's muscular torso and kissed him softly. “That sounds... fucking amazing and normally I would, if only to be here and make sure you're okay, but... calling in sick the day after I... worked naked. No way they'd believe it!”
“Hnnh, good point,” Hunter said, nodding. He sniggered and said, “I still can't believe you actually worked naked. That's fucking mental!”
“No, what's mental is that I... kinda want to do it again!” Phil confessed, then stroked the teen's chest again. “But will you be okay tomorrow, if I do go to work, I mean!”
“I'll manage. I'm a big boy!” Hunter said playfully.
“Yeah, I know,” Phil said, grinning as he dramatically reached back and rubbed his butt.
Hunter gave a lop-sided smile. “Yeah, sorry, I got a bit... rough!”
“A bit!” Phil said incredulously, but dropped his grin as Hunter looked a little saddened. “I wasn't complaining. It was hot. Definitely wanna do that again! But for now... I need sleep!” He kissed Hunter again. It was meant to be a quick peck on the lips, but the teen grabbed him and prolonged the kiss for several seconds.
“Thanks again, for... just... for being here!” Hunter whispered as he wrapped himself around Phil.
Phil clicked the lights off and nestled against the muscular body. “You're welcome. Nighty night!” he murmured, already drifting off.
*****
Phil was used to being woken by people coming into his room as his usual morning for the last few weeks had involved Hunter and Alex letting themselves in and then often slapping him awake with their cocks. Today was a little different though. Hunter was already at his side, and instead of someone coming in, there was a knock at his bedroom door.
Both Phil and Hunter awoke at the same time upon hearing the sound. They immediately guessed who it was, with Phil looking a little worried and Hunter scowling in anger.
“Want me to make him leave?” Phil whispered as he sat up.
Hunter sighed and shook his head. “Come in!” he called out.
The door opened and Alex stepped in, eyes fixed down on the ground, one hand tightly gripping onto the opposite arm. “I... I'm... sorry,” he said sheepishly.
“For what? Worrying about yourself when my life was going to shit or for calling me a fucking idiot for doing it?” Hunter asked angrily.
“Both,” Alex said, sniffing.
Hunter looked to Phil, as if seeking guidance on how to feel, but he just shrugged. He knew it wasn't his place to really involved.
“How did you know I was here?” Hunter asked, unsure what else to say.
Alex glanced up momentarily but soon averted his gaze again. “Where else would you go?” he asked, like it was obvious, but then added, “Plus Matt mentioned it!”
“You spoke to Master Matt?” Phil asked, surprised.
“Not really,” Alex said, still looking quite embarrassed. “It was more like... he talked at me... a lot. He used caps lock a couple of times!”
Phil had to suppress a grin. It seemed his own feelings for Alex and the way he had treated Hunter had been mirrored in the mysterious Master Matt, though he had seemingly been less reluctant to express it.
“So you're only here cos he told you to?” Hunter asked, still visibly annoyed.
“No!” Alex insisted, finally looking Hunter in the eye. “I'm here because Matt told me I was being a selfish cunt and that I either needed to put things right or fuck off out of your life for good!”
There was a moment of silence before Hunter and Phil burst into laughter, which Alex eventually joined in on.
“Really not subtle, is he!” Phil said, still chuckling.
“Let's just say you don't wanna get on his bad side!” Alex said, smiling but with a clear sincerity in his expression. The laughter had died down and an awkward silence slid back in briefly. “Did your parents really... kick you out?” he asked, nervously.
Hunter felt Phil's hand grab his own. He squeezed it, gave Phil a quick smile and said, “Yeah, just like that. I'm basically dead to them now!” His voice was cold and distant, almost like he was completely detached from it.
“Mine... weren't happy when I told them about me, but they didn't quite go that far...” Alex said tentatively.
“Well luck you!” Hunter snapped moodily. Nobody said anything, waiting a second for it to click. “Wait, you... you told them about you? As in... came out?”
Alex nodded.
“Because of me?” Hunter asked, feeling a little guilty. Alex had always said that if one of them came out, the other would have to follow as it would just be figured out anyway. His own actions had essentially forced Alex's.
Alex shrugged and said, “A bit. But also because of stuff Matt said. But mainly because... I wanted to!” His eyes were fixed on the floor again.
The atmosphere was heavy, so tense it was almost palpable as silence hung between the three. It was Phil that broke it by saying, “Alex?” He waited until the other teen looked at him and asked, “D'you need a hug!”
Alex looked up, doe-eyed and nodded slightly.
“Come here!” Phil said as both and he Hunter held their arms out.
Alex stepped towards them and virtually fell onto the bed as the other two held onto him.
*****
Phil felt a lot better about leaving Hunter at home now that he knew Alex was with him. He had found another bit of good news when he finally looked at his phone after getting ready for work – a message from Master Matt.
'It was really good of you to put Hunter's wellbeing ahead of your task last night. Some things really are more important than sex/kink. I was considering letting you have a do-over for day eight rather than going back to the beginning, but then I saw the video you sent the link for. I know you'd already had one of Hunter's loads at the start of the day, but I'm willing to count the condom-load as a separate one, so with those other two guys.... well done, you passed day eight. Best get sucking if you wanna pass day nine. Give Hunter a hug from me and tell Alex I hope he's okay too, I was pretty hard on him. Take care, enjoy day nine and speak soon. Master Matt x'
Phil was elated, not simply for the success of finally passing day eight, but just knowing he had pleased Master Matt with his decision really just made him felt like a very good boy. There was a sudden realisation that he now had to find nine loads to swallow, but first he had another problem... work!
He paused at the main entrance. The last time he had walked through those doors, he had been naked. His workmates had seen him naked, and in chastity, but it seemed at least a couple of them also knew about his more slutty tendencies. While that did bring the possibility of making day nine of the challenge easier, try to act professional around them was going to be difficult.
As he entered the main office, he was greeted by cheers and applause. He could barely remember he had seen the place so busy. Admittedly, the full team consisted of only nine people and that included himself and his manager, but it was almost unheard of for them all to be in the office at the same time outside of pre-arranged meetings.
His heart sank. As exciting as the previous day had been, part of him hoped that Charlie, Thomas and Niall may have kept his secret, but alas not, the other five looked very much aware and revelling in his humiliation as much as the others had.
“Bit over-dressed, aren't you?” someone called out.
“Casual Friday's gonna be a lot more fun now!” another added.
“Get your kit off!” another heckled, entirely unashamedly.
“Shouldn't you be working?” Phil asked, trying to ignore the reactions as he headed for his desk.
“Shouldn't you be naked?” Thomas called back.
“Okay, okay... ease off everyone,” Charlie urged the baying hoard. “Yesterday was very embarrassing for Phil.” He walked towards Phil's desk, sounding genuinely caring. “Being stuck here, naked for all of us to see was truly humiliating, wasn't it, Phil?”
“Yes!” Phil agreed. He wanted to stop talking about it. Although Charlie was seemingly on his side, the conversation was only increasing his embarrassment about it.
“And to have to work with Thomas and Niall after being naked in front of them, that's tough, isn't it?” Charlie asked.
“Yes,” Phil said, his blushing intensifying.
“I should imagine those two will take great pleasure in reminding the others of what they saw at every chance they get. That's gotta be pretty embarrassing too, right?” Charlie asked, the rest of the office watching on intently.
“Yeah...” Phil said, worried/excited about where this was going.
“I thought we could address that as everyone happens to be in today, by pure chance!”
“Sure,” Phil said, knowing it was definitely not pure chance.
“So the way I see it, if you were to... work in a similar state to yesterday, well that takes away their bragging rights!” Charlie explained. The others reacted with a chorus of oohs. Thomas looked delighted and Niall was doing his best to not look too interested. “However, there is another option that might help balance the scales, so to speak.”
Thomas glanced nervously at Niall, who looked suddenly pale.
“If they were to work naked today, then I doubt they'd ever really be inclined to mention your experience again, would they?” Charlie suggested.
“What? No! No way!” Thomas insisted.
Charlie ignored the protestation and glanced across the other five members of staff. “So I suggest a vote. Either Phil has another naked day, or Thomas and Niall do!”
*****
And there we end Part 9. The choice is a pretty obvious one, there are just two options again:
Option 1 – Phil works naked
Option 2 – Thomas and Niall work naked
As an added bonus, the other five co-workers will be named after five of you, so make sure to put a name on your email when you vote. They won't be playing a big part in the story, but I thought it might be a nice little bonus for some of you!