"Let's lose our clothes"

"Let's lose our clothes. It's way too hot for them today." He said with a smile as he slipped his shirt off, walking over to a sturdy looking safe, which he unlocked with a combo, before throwing it in.

"W-wait what?" I questioned shocked, confused, and flustered. He just laughed at this as he unbuckled his shorts. "Oh yeah, no clothes allowed at my place! Years ago I just kinda stopped wearing clothes because of how private it is out here. Best decision I've ever made, feels great Mark." He spoke, dropping his shorts and throwing them into the safe, leaving himself in just a pair of loose white briefs. "I leave the clothes in here because I see no need to have them back at my place. It'd ruin the natural aspect of living naked if I can just grab clothes from the closet whenever I need. So I keep them way out here so I only need them if I'm leaving for something." He explained. My heartbeat was racing at this point; my face beginning to redden.

"Here, lemme take care of that for ya." He grinned, yanking my suitcase from my hand, and tossing it into the safe, leaving me only with the clothes on my back. "Won't be needing those while you're here!"

I was stunned. I could barely manage out any words, which he found hilarious. He couldn't be serious. He couldn't be. But as he curled his thumbs under the waistband of his white briefs, those thoughts shattered. I finally managed some words out. "You... you live naked!?" I exclaimed with shock.

"Hell yeah I live naked!" My uncle yelled with enthusiasm as he tore off his white briefs, tossing them into the safe, exposing all 45 years of himself on display to me. His hairy cock and balls swung back and forth as he turned back towards me. I averted my gaze away from him as a slight blush crossed my face, causing him to laugh even more. This was not how I was expecting my week to start.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" He asked, hopping into his boat, not even bothering to cover his hairy package. "Afraid of someone seeing your weiner?" He teased in a jokingly mocking tone.

"I-I don't know if-" I started, but he cut me off. "Mark. It's just us guys! We're both men! We both have dicks! There's nothing more natural than two guys hanging out buck naked!" All I could do was stare back at him, unable to act. Suddenly, a bit of a challenging smile spread across his face, increasing my heart heat. "Mark, you can't come if you're not getting naked." He said warningly. "You're not gonna make me come strip you myself, are you?" He flexed his muscles after this comment; a gesture of strength to send me the message that if he wanted to, he really could overpower and strip me.