Not Enough

Stepping into his room, he looked around the floor for any discarded clothes but didn’t see anything. For the first time he could remember, his room was spotless. Opening his closet, K-T was greeted with a row of empty hangers. Starting to panic, K-T moved to his dresser. As he opened each successive empty drawer, he became more and more ****.

He reached the final drawer and said a little prayer to himself before opening it and finding a single sock balled up in the corner. Picking it up, K-T stared at it hanging limply in his hand. “You have got to be kidding me!” he said to no one in particular.

Thinking of any other places he might have clothes, K-T went to check the laundry room. Finding it devoid of any clothing, he briefly contemplated borrowing something of his dad’s but was afraid of the trouble he would get in if he lost or damaged it. Remembering his romper, and hoping it might be somewhat salvageable, K-T cracked opened the back door and found nothing on the back patio. Looking around carefully, he realized that the cop or Mrs. Carlyle must have taken what remained of his outfit.

Resigning to the fact that this was his only option, he stuffed his junk into the sock and turned to the mirror on the wall to see how ridiculous he looked. Staring at himself wearing nothing but a pair of sneakers and a sock hanging between his legs, K-T began blushing even though he knew no one could see him. Looking out the window, he was grateful at least that the sun was setting and it would soon be too dark for anyone to see him once he left the house.

Checking the house to make sure he didn’t leave any lights on, K-T grabbed his family’s passports and made his way to the front door. Opening it slightly, he made sure that it would lock behind him. He didn’t want to be locked out of his house again, but he also didn’t want to get in trouble if he left the door unlocked and his parent’s house was robbed.

Stepping out into the twilight, K-T pulled the door shut behind him before quickly jogging to the car. With each step, his sock flopped back and forth slowly sliding down and exposing his penis. By the time he got to the car, and looked down, the sock was barely hanging on his body. Diving into the car so no one would see him, K-T slammed the door before adjusting his “clothing”.

In the quickly cooling evening, the leather seats felt frigid against his naked back and butt. Seeing a control for heated seats, K-T activated it. Seeing an unfamiliar button next to it, he hit that and his seat started to vibrate and knead his back. As the heated and massaging seat helped him to relax, he backed the car out of the driveway and began his drive back to Mary’s house.

The vibrations from the seat tickled his balls through the thin sock, and as he drove the stimulation caused him to develop an erection. About halfway back to the house, the low gas light dinged on in the car. Looking at the fuel gauge, he saw it sitting on ‘E’. Remembering something about an emergency gas card, K-T dug through the center console until he found it.

Realizing he would have to get out of the car in his limited attire, he was glad that the sun had finally set and it was dark enough outside that he wouldn’t be visible from a distance. Making a detour to the gas station, as he approached, he noticed that he had forgotten that gas stations are very brightly lit at all times of day. Pulling into the station, he decided to pick one of the pumps at the back of the building so he would be hidden from the street.

Parking in a way to keep the gas pump between him and the building, K-T shut off the car and looked around before carefully getting out of the car. The thump of his car door closing in the quiet station caused K-T to jump, making his erection that was sticking straight out from his body to bounce and allowing the sock to start to slip down.

Meanwhile, as K-T started the process of fueling the car; inside the gas station’s store Emma sat bored at her cashier job. Time seemed to move slower when she was at work. Hoping for some excitement, she glanced over at the CCTV screen to see the camera feed showing the pumps at the back of the station and K-T stepping out of the car. Seeing his lack of attire, she quietly thanked the station owner for recently upgrading the cameras to 4K. Zooming in on K-T she watched in amazement as he jumped and his boner swung up and down.

As he reached out to insert his credit card in the machine, Emma quickly went to the computer and disabled the remote payment on the pumps, forcing him to come inside to pay for his gas. Giddy with delight, she watched the camera feed as his shoulders slumped and he looked around before slowly making his way toward the store.