His shirt is gone

K-T slowly awoke in the morning and noticed on the clock that it was still very early. He rolled over and stretched, realizing that he had kicked off his sheets again causing him to be completely exposed on his bed. Looking over to his balcony to see if his shirt was dry, he saw that the railing was empty. He bolted from the bed and ran out to see what happened to his shirt. Looking down, he found it had fallen off of his balcony and landed on a tree 4 decks below him.

K-T needed to get that shirt back because it was his only piece of clothing. Thinking quickly, he decided it was early enough he could rush down there and grab it without running into too many people. He went back into his room to grab a towel to wear downstairs. His only full-size towel was still damp from the night before and covered in dried cum. He grabbed a hand towel and wrapped it around his waist, but the two ends barely met and left a large gap of exposed thigh on the side. Additionally, it only reached about an inch below his soft dick. Accepting that this was the best he could do, he left his room and worked his way down to the lower deck, holding on to his towel very tightly.

Stepping into the glass elevator, he felt more exposed knowing he was trapped with such little covering. He made it down one deck before the doors opened and two women came in, looking at him and giggling at his attire. Blushing, K-T backed into the corner begging for the elevator to move faster. As it got to his deck and the doors opened, he scurried out, passing the two women, one of whom flipped up the back of his towel showing off his butt to both of them.

He rushed down the hall and out the door onto the deck to get his shirt. Looking up, he saw that the shirt was about 10 feet off of the ground and would require some climbing for him to get it. He tied his towel as tight as he could, and was about to start climbing when he heard his name being called. He turned around to see Jenna coming through the door and beckoning him over.

“Why are you wearing a towel?” Jenna asked. K-T not wanting to admit that he lost his shirt, said that he didn’t want weird tan lines, so he left the shirt back in his cabin. A little perplexed as to why he would leave perfectly good clothing for a towel, Jenna decided to change the subject and suggested they go get breakfast. Before K-T could respond, she grabbed his hand and pulled him along to the buffet. As they went through the door, he looked over his shoulder longingly at his only clothing hanging in the tree.

They got to the buffet and walked around piling food on their plates. K-T got a lot of double takes at his very skimpy covering. He kept readjusting his towel as it repeatedly threatened to fall off. When they got to the end of the buffet, Jenna offered to get them drinks while K-T found a table. As he turned to find somewhere to sit, Jenna stuck out her plate for him to take to the table so she could have her hands free for the glasses. He took his hand off of his towel to hold the plate, and made it just a few steps before the towel dropped and pooled at his feet. Panicking, K-T rushed to the nearest table and set down the plates before turning back to find that his towel was gone. Looking everywhere, he couldn’t see what had happened to it. Before he was noticed, he quickly sat down in a seat and pulled himself right up to the table to hide his nudity (thankfully these tables were wood and offered protection).

Jenna returned with their drinks and sat down across from him, and started to eat while K-T tried to act normal like he wasn’t stark naked in a restaurant. Just then, Megan came up to their table and asked them how their morning was going, before sitting down next to Jenna. She looked quizzically at K-T and asked him why he wasn’t wearing his shirt. Jenna explained about the tan lines, but Megan suspected he had lost it. In order to confirm that, she “accidentally” knocked Jenna’s knife on the floor before apologizing and bending down to pick it up.

Looking across at K-T under the table, she saw that he was not wearing a towel anymore. Sitting back up, she looked at him and asked “K-T, why are you naked at the table?”. This caused Jenna to gasp and look under the table at him to confirm his nudity. Flustered, K-T explained that it fell off while his hands were full and was gone before he could get it back. Megan, disappointed, said she didn’t believe him. “Also” she continued, “your reasoning for not wearing your new shirt is illogical, and I think you like to be naked in public but are embarrassed to admit it”.

She ticked off her evidence. He lost or damaged not only the clothes he came with, but also those he was given by Megan, and he had purchased on the island. She said it was impossible all of these incidents were accidents, and he was purposely doing it to be naked. Jenna sat next to her nodding along the entire time, buying into Megan’s explanation for all of K-T’s misfortune. Putting on a friendly smile, Megan said she would fix this and make K-T feel more at ease. She stood up and walked to the phone on the wall and punched in for the PA system. Making a ship-wide announcement, she stated “The clothing policy on this ship is being altered for the remainder of the trip. It is now mandatory that all men remain naked at all times until we dock at the end of the cruise.” Her announcement was met by loud cheers from the entire ship. She looked at K-T the entire time with an encouraging smile, while K-T started to panic as it set in that he couldn’t wear anything for the next week, including his shirt still stuck in that tree, the adrenaline coursing through his system causing him to get an erection.

Smiling, Jenna grabbed K-T’s hand across the table and told him he could finally be himself without pretending. As she got up from the table and pulled K-T out of his seat she was presented with the view of his large, throbbing boner. “See, she whispered in his ear, you are loving this. Let’s go show you off”.