Interactive Story - Greg's Naked Nightmare - Part 3 (Patreon)

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Part 2 Voting Results

Jake has reluctantly agreed to help the naked Greg, but will Greg trust him? What did he choose to do?

1. Go with Jake to his place  – 90%

2. Wait in the park while Jake gets help  – 10% -

3. Wait for Jake to leave then run, this sounds like a set-up – 0%

Part 3

“How far is not far?” Greg asked cautiously, glancing back down the path towards the gate.

“Not far,” Jake repeated casually. “Let’s say it’s close enough that I’m willing to walk it with a naked weirdo without worrying I’m gonna get arrested!”

“You’re not gonna give me anything to wear? Greg asked in dismay.

“Yeah, I’m still on the fence about this potentially being some kind of really shit mugging attempt, so no, I’m not giving you anything!” Jake said shaking his head. “And that’s why we’re gonna use this!” he added, brandishing Max’s leash vaguely menacingly.

“I’m not wearing a collar!” Greg insisted, taking a cautionary step back.

“Who mentioned a collar?” Jake asked with a shrug. “Turn around!”

“You’re not tying me up either!” Greg baulked.

“Okay, it’s way too early for this bullshit. I’m out. Good luck with… whatever this is!” Jake said, gesturing to Greg’s nudity as he turned to walk away.

“Okay, fine, fine, I’ll do what you want, just don’t leave me here!” Greg said, taking a few steps closer.

Jake smirked as Greg dropped his hands away in his slight panic, letting the erection behind them bob free. “Oh yeah, you’re clearly hating every second!” he smirked. “Come on then, hands behind your back!”

Greg huffed and turned, placing his hands behind him as instructed.

“Damn! Nice arse!” Jake exclaimed happily. As Greg scowled back at him, he asked, “What am I meant to do? NOT look at the hot naked guy?”

Greg was still annoyed, but the anger was tempered by the compliment. He let out a slight groan as he felt the leash securing his hands together. Once he felt Jake let go, he gave his hands a cursory pull and found the bonds feeling worryingly secure.

“Come on, boy. Heel!” Jake said as he started walking. “Oh, not you,” he said with a smirk as he got another glare from Greg. He walked along with Greg at his side and Max at his heels, heading back towards the main gate.

“What do we do if someone comes?” Greg asked cautiously.

“Geez, you’re cute but nobody’s gonna cum from just seeing you, Mr Ego!” Jake scoffed, holding back a snigger.

Greg let out a frustrated growl as he started, “I meant…”

“I know what you meant!” Jake immediately interjected, “And no offense mate, but I ain’t getting in trouble for ya. Anyone asks what’s going on and I’ll just tell them the truth. Believe me, with stuff like this it’s best to just go with it!”

Greg’s head was still reeling from the hangover, but the comments Jake was making were getting him even more addled. “Stuff like this?” he scoffed. “This a common thing for you?”

“Been a while, but I’ve had my moments,” Jake said with a knowing grin as they reached the gate.

Greg let out a concerned whimper as Jake just walked out without even checking the coast was clear. Unable to do much beside follow, he stepped out onto the street. Both ways down his current side of the road, the boundary wall of Wyndham Park stretched. Across the road were the low walls, picket fences and decorative hedgerows of a long stretch of houses.

Jake stepped out into the road between two parked cars and stopped, looking both ways and holding as he saw a car approaching. Greg spotted it at the same time and tried to move back to conceal himself behind one of the vehicles, but Jake was keeping him on a short leash and in the end the most he could do was stand behind the fully-dressed young man as the car sped past.

“You could at least buy me dinner first!” Jake said, looking back over his shoulder.

“What?” Greg frowned, his cheeks burning from the possibility of having been seen. As he saw Jake nod downwards, he looked down to see his erection pressing against Jake’s butt. “Fuck!” he yelped, trying to jump back, though the leash tugged at his hands, span him a little and made him stagger, ending up splayed on the front of the parked car. “Ugh!” he grunted as he stood back up.

“Oh my god!” Jake sniggered as he looked round to see the imprint of Greg’s body in the dirt on the car. The top half was a but vague and shapeless, but the imprint of his erection and balls was unmistakable. “Fucking classic!” he laughed before looking again and stepping out to cross the road. He watched closely to make sure Max got across safely. He didn’t seem worried about him being on the street unleashed.

“This seems pretty far!” Greg whimpered as they continued walking down the street. Every house they passed brought the risk of someone looking out the window and seeing him, or even leaving the house and bumping into him.

“Yeah, distances always seems a bit longer when you’re naked,” Jake said with a nod. “But we’re nearly there! Where’s home, anyway?”

“Eddison Green,” Greg replied.

“Wow, you’re pretty far from home!” Jake exclaimed. “And you really don’t have any idea how you got over here?”

“No,” Greg moaned, annoyed that he was still pulling a total blank.

Max scurried off ahead and disappeared down one of the driveways, which Jake followed into a moment later, pulling Greg behind him.

“Thank fuck,” Greg muttered, glad to finally be entering (hopefully) safety. As they headed for the door, Jake stopped reached up to a large hook on the wall, seemingly intended for hanging baskets, though nothing ornamental hung from it right now. He tied the handle of the leash around it, leaving Greg stuck standing close.

“Okay, wait here a minute!” Jake said as he headed for the door and opened it to let Max run inside.

“What? No, come on, don’t leave me out here. People can still see me!” Greg complained, glancing down the driveway to the street. While they hadn’t passed anyone, and only one vehicle had passed, surely it was only a matter of time until someone else happened by.

“I’m not letting you into my home without back-up, you potential mugger!” Jake said as he walked back towards Greg. “And besides, you’re this hard just from being naked. Imagine how this’ll feel if someone sees you!” he said, reaching down to squeeze Greg’s erection.

Greg let out a whimper. His dick had been touched by guys before, but that normally came in the form of a punch or a slap from his friends. He had never been touched by a guy while hard… and naked… and outside. It felt… confusingly good. “Just… hurry up please,” he squeaked.

“Sure,” Jake smirked as he let go and headed into the house.

Greg stood looking up at the leash. With his hands tied, he couldn’t reach up to untie it, while the leash itself kept his hands completely secure. Realistically, aside from being released by someone else, the only chance he had was to try and pull the hook out of the wall, but then he’d still be left with the problem of being restrained, naked and stranded. Humiliating as it was to stand there naked in front of the stranger’s house, he really didn’t have any choice.

After about six hours - or at least that’s how the few minutes felt to Greg – the door opened again. Greg wasn’t sure what to expect, but the two men emerging certainly weren’t it! The first was a muscular guy standing at about 6'2" and an impressively hefty build. He was more on the rugged side of handsome, with his strong jaw, dark eyes and heavy stubble. Clad in a white tank top that showed a hint of neatly-trimmed chest hair, bulging biceps and hairy forearms, with shorts that showed off thick thighs and strong calves covered in dark hair.

The second stood much shorter, perhaps around 5'6", with blonde hair, delicate features and a slim but toned build. He may as well have had ‘twink’ stamped across his forehead. His impish smile, pale blue eyes and smooth-shaven features made him look close to Greg’s actual age, which likely meant he was actually a few years older. He wore identical grey sweatpants to Jake, though they looked a little baggy on him compared to the way Jake filled them out, along with a tie-die t-shirt bearing a colourful swirl stretching out from his skinny stomach.

“Jesus, I thought you were fucking joking or something!” the bigger guy said as he saw Greg standing there naked.

“He’s got a boner!” the twink added excitedly.

“Told ya,” Jake said as he appeared behind them. “He just… approached me in the park, dressed like that!”

“Fuck, sounds like some shit attempt at a mugging!” the big guy smirked.

Jake chuckled back and said, “That’s what I thought. That’s why he’s restrained!”

“HE CAN HEAR YOU!” Greg said angrily.

“Awfully sassy for a naked dude,” the big guy said with a dismissive head shake.

The twink had approached Greg and looked like he wanted to touch him. Looking back at the other two, he said, “He’s hot. Can we keep him!”

“No, you can’t even look after Max. No way you can take care of a…” the big guy started, then looked to Jake and asked, “What’s his name?”

“Greg!” Greg and Jake replied at once.

“Right, yeah, no way you can look after a Greg too! I’m Michael, by the way,” Michael introduced himself to an increasingly worried-looking Greg. “And Scrawny McTwinkybutt there is Liam!”

“I’m nor scrawny, I’m petite!” Liam objected.

“Nice to meet you,” Greg said, forcing a smile. “But now if you don’t mind, I’D LIKE TO FUCKING GO INSIDE!” he snapped.

“Wow, rude much! Maybe we should leave him out here until he’s feeling a bit more polite,” Michael said with a smirk. “School run’s in about an hour. Should be nice and busy by then!”

“No! No please. I’m sorry,” Greg whimpered. “I didn’t mean to be rude, but I’m KINDA having a bad day!”

“Don’t worry, it’ll get better now you’re at our place!” Liam said with a grin as he reached up to untie the leash.

Greg watched the skinny young man stretch up, his gaze lowering as his smooth stomach came into view as the t-shirt rode up. He felt the young man press against him, the warm, bare skin of his tummy pressing against Greg’s exposed side. He let out a gentle moan. It was another first touch and another confusing moment of something not entirely unpleasant.

“Come on Greggy,” Liam said, leading him into the house.

They headed inside where Greg was take to the lounge, where he was stood in the middle, hands still tied behind his back as Michael and Jake sat on the sofa staring at him, Like propped up on the arm.

“So, about that help you want,” Michael started, deliberately pausing as he saw Greg looking close to tears as he trembled slightly. “We think you might have to earn it!” he said, eyeing Greg up and down.

Greg felt his dick throb. “Earn it… how?” he asked cautiously.

“Well one of us is gonna have to take time out of our morning to take you all the way to Eddison Green. I think the least you can do is… thank your driver!” Michael said with a grin.

“Thank them… how?” Greg asked shakily.

“Well that depends who’s driving you,” Michael said with a grin. “Me, Liam or Jake!”

“Oohm multiple choice,” Liam said with a giggle. “That takes me back!” he said, looking at Jake with a huge grin.

“Mmm-huh,” Jake hummed, shaking his head. “So, Greg, who’s gonna be your chauffeur for the morning?”

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