James vs. Michael

James’ brothers had initially tried to convince him to streak thru the middle of campus in broad daylight. Through some tactful negotiation he’d managed to convince them to allow him to do something a lot less public, but it was looking like there wouldn’t be any less eyes.

The first Friday night of the year was always big for Frats as they attempted to start the year off with a great party. His was no exception. The only difference between theirs and all of the other frats was that his naked body was about to be front and center for their party.

The Brothers had announced to the entire party what was about to happen and they had spilled out onto the front lawn and to the street beyond. The entire party emptying out attracted the attention of the other parties down the street and in turn drew even more eyes.

James stood in the doorway to the house in nothing but his black boxer briefs. A loud cheer went up as the crowd caught sight of him. The cheers helped James feel more confident than he felt. His slender body wasn’t well toned and while he was thin it was evident that he didn’t have much muscle.

“James! James! James!” His brothers started the chant and others followed suit. It was “moment of truth” time. Nervously he stuck on hand down the waistband of his underwear and cupped his small member. With the other he slowly pushed the boxer briefs down being sure to slide them over his hand to not expose himself at all.

As the crowd cheered he took his other hand and let it join his other so that both were covering himself as he ran. The eyes of the entirety of frat row were on him as he ran across the lawn and out to the street. There he turned left and sprinted down through the lane clothed onlookers had made to watch his streak. Chants and cheers surrounded him as he ran. He was aware that his ass was on full display, but he was mostly worried about keeping both his hands hiding his cock as much as he could. This situation was embarrassing that was sure, but it wouldn’t match the embarrassment of all of these people seeing his small member.

In what was a flash for him he had reached the turnaround point and was running back to the frat house. He noticed now how many phone cameras were on him. He knew that this was a part of the game. The video would be posted to the app shortly and then anyone from campus could view. He again checked that his hands were firmly in place. The cheers came louder than ever as he reached the porch and ran back inside. He carefully removed one hand to scoop up his underwear as he went. Task 1 down and no one was the wiser about his cock.

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Michael as a freshman didn’t know much about campus, and what he did know he’d learned from orientation. His older sister wasn’t much help when it came to the ins and outs of how the school worked. One bit of advice she had given him though was to avoid the so-called “Midnight Lecture” at all costs.

The lecture wasn’t actually at midnight. But it had earned its title based on it’s equally terrible time. It was the last class of the week. It rotated through what department and what class got to teach it. But at 8:30pm for an hour and a half every Friday, the largest lecture hall on campus was filled with students who had little to no desire to be there.

“You sure you want to do this?” his best friend Stevie looked more nervous than he was.

“I mean. I have to, right?” He replied unsure as he looked at her. Stevie and Michael had been best friends and neighbors since kindergarten. Secretly Michael had also always had a crush on her as well, but he’d squashed those feelings pretty quickly when she’d come out to him in high school.

“I mean you have to go streaking. No one says that it has to be in front of a lecture hall of 80 people." She made a good point, but deep down they both knew Michael was doing this for the notoriety it would bring.

“Alright then. Can’t go streaking with your clothes on.” She teased as she stepped back and pulled out her phone to film. As the phone started recording Michael started to strip. Stevie for how long their friendship had been had never seen him fully naked. He was curious as to what the look on her face meant. It was tough to read. He was starting to regret his outfit choice of a polo and jeans for how difficult it was to pull on and off quickly. He could tell Stevie was suppressing a laugh as he hopped up and down struggling to get his jeans off.

Soon though he stood in nothing but his plaid boxers. He nervously looked in the small window in the door. The class was in full swing. It had started about 10 minutes ago and they were knee deep in reading through the syllabus. It was now or never. He kept his back to the camera as he pushed down his boxers. Stevie let out a soft wolf whistle as his pale ass came into view.

He chose to rip the bandaid off and quickly opened the door and burst into the room. At first it was stunned silence as he cheered and took off into the room. He had one hand on his junk to preserve a small bit of modesty but otherwise every inch of his skin was on display. The room was quickly in chaos as he ran across the dias and towards the stairs that lead up to the top of the lecture hall and the other exit. There was tons of cheering in the room and the professors eyes were wide, but Michael realized that for some reason they weren’t glued to him and instead they were jumping from him to the staircase he was running too.

Confused Michael followed the look while he continued to run. To his surprise he found someone was on the staircase and running down it directly towards him. The most surprising part? She was just as naked as he was.

Michael was shocked to see the tanned skin of the dark haired girl who was running down the stairs towards him. She had one arm over her obviously large tits that she was struggling to hold in place as she sprinted down the stairs towards him. The other hand was covering her most intimate area between her legs. Her eyes were locked on him. Michael reached the bottom of the stairs before she did, but didn’t stop his run. He needed to reach the top and the meeting place he had arranged with Stevie to get his clothes back. He would then have to piece together why he was streaking past this other girl at the same time.

Their skin briefly touched as they slid past each other on the stairs. Michael felt his cock start to stir under his hand that was hiding it from the audience. He tried to think of anything else than the tanned girl who had just run past him. He needed to focus on getting up the stairs, but he slowed himself briefly to turn his head. The other streaker's large ass jiggled as she ran to the door where Stevie currently stood filming both streaks.

Michael turned back and started up the stairs and looked at the door he needed to run through. There was a guy up there holding a phone like Stevie was, but looked very confused about what he should be focused on. He chose to ignore him and pushed onwards as the assembled class for the Midnight Lecture cheered.