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Chapter 3 by CallMeThr33 CallMeThr33

Does John accept the "very special job"?

He Kinda has ...(CMNM Route)

"Umm, what the fuck is this?!" John said before turning the sign towards his mother, as if she wasn't the one who wrote it.

"Language mister!" Ms. Doe said with a wave of her finger. "And as for your question, take it from your mother nothing catches the eyes of girls like a young nude man dancing with a sign."

"That's not what i'm talking about!" John responded before realizing how ridiculous it is that being **** to dance naked on the street corner wasn't the part that he was upset about. "That's also insane, but it's not what i'm talking about."

John began tapping his finger at the bottom half of the sign. "What does this price list mean?!"

"Oh that! I just thought since you're going to be working the sign the whole garage sale, you might as well make some money while doing it." Ms.Doe explained.

"No, no, no!" John said as he waved his arms and shook his head. "No way am I letting people touch, spank, or tell me what to do. I don't care how much it makes me!"

Expecting his mother to explode, John crossed his arms and braced for one hell of an argument, but was instead greeted by her taking a seat in-front of the cashier's desk.

"Ok that's fine." His mother said calmly as she placed the hundred dollar bill into the small metal box. Absolutely shocked that it was that easy, John uncrossed his arms. "Really? I can just not do it? This isn't a part of N.A.K.E.D requirements or something?"

"Sure honey, I'm not going to **** you to do extra work. You have your entire life to stay in N.A.K.E.D while you repay your debt." John 's mother said as she laid back and waited for more customers to arrive.

"Wait! wait." John began, causing a sly smirk to form across his mother's face. "My N.A.K.E.D sentience isn't timed?"

Ms.Doe knew she had her son on the ropes. If she could convince him that it was in his best interest to earn as much money as possible then the profits for the garage sale would go through the roof for sure.

"I'm afraid not John, you're enlisted in a special debt based N.A.K.E.D sentience that won't end until you've repaid what you owe." Ms.Doe said causing John's posture became more scrunched up and nervous.

"But you shouldn't worry about that..." She began as she gestured towards the deserted front yard filled with furniture and assorted items. "Look at all the business we're getting, I'm sure you'll be fine without all the extra people and request money you'd bring in."

At this point John had one hand scratching his hair nervously as he tapped away at his foot. Clearly his mother's words had an effect on him because he quickly had a huge change of heart.

"Ok. I'll do it, just give me the sign." He said as he put his hand out.

Handing her son the sign, Ms.Doe put on a big smile. "I knew you would make the right choice!"

Rolling his eyes John began to move out before being stopped by a "Wait!" from his mother.

"You're going to need this as well, just stand it next to you while you work." She said handing him a medium sized folding stand up sign.

Looking at the front of the new sign John read.

"IT'S MY FIRST DAY IN N.A.K.E.D! COME SAY HELLO!

John Doe

N.A.K.E.D ID: 938743

"You're going to need that ID in case an enforcement officer comes by and checks you." Ms.Doe said before sending her son off to work.

John never thought that rear-ending that car in his school's parking lot would lead to him butt naked, holding up a sign advertising his own humiliation at cheap prices — but here he was.

Unfortunately the hot summer weather of the approaching mid-day was preventing him from losing his boner. So every time he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, or every time he jumped slightly as he waved the sign back and forth above his head his cock bounced and swayed with his body.

While this was insanely embarrassing, it did attract a lot of passersby who often gave out long wolf whistles from the windows of their passing cars.

Eventually after twenty minutes a car pulled up and stopped right in-front of John . As the passenger seat window rolled down the head of a young Asian man popped out with a smirk.

"Vincent?!" John said slightly shocked as he instinctively pushed his knees together to try and hide his junk. Vincent was quarterback of the football team. He was extremely handsome and was probably the dream guy for most of the girls in school, and even some of the dudes.

“Sup bro,” Vincent said as he got out his car to stand in front of John. “Nice dick you got there.” Vincent smirked as he pressed his finger down on John’s exposed cock causing it to bounce up and down. Vincent was a good head taller than John which only helped to make him feel even more ****. John had to grab his dick to make it stop bouncing and tried to **** a smile.

“Um, thanks… I got put into the,”

“N.A.K.E.D program?” Vincent cut him off, “Yeah I figured with the sign and all. Guys get out here.” Vincent called back to the car and two other men stepped out.

“Dude this is priceless.” One of the guys said. His name was Brad. He wasn’t as tall as tall as Vincent but he was wider and beefier, with dark hair and a short beard.

“This should be fun.” The other guy, named Philip, grinned from ear to ear. He had dark ebony skin and was even taller than Vincent and as big as Brad.

“So who wants to pay first boys?” Vincent asked

“Me!” Brad cut in. “I’ve got 15 bucks. I want a photos and a video.”

“Oh,” John stammered as his heart rate was beginning to go up. “What do you want me to do?”

What will Brad have John do for his photo?

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