Not much of a choice...

You stood naked, red-faced, and desperately trying to cover your member in the backyard of a small dairy farm. From the small red pick-up truck, 3 pairs of eyes were now looking on towards your direction, eagerly awaiting for you to climb into the bed of the truck. The series of events that led to this were but a blur in your mind compared to the current situation you were faced with: To climb into the back of a pick-up truck, and eat dinner at the house of the two neighbors you'd only met minutes ago. Both of whom had been both surprisingly willing and eager to continue the antics that resulted in your very humiliating exposure.

"I-I can't go! I'm not going naked!" You exclaimed, earning a laugh from Susie and Margaret.

"We just think it's awful cute having you run around naked outside. I promise we won't bite." Margaret said, waving her hand dismissively.

Susie nodded in agreement, leaning back against the side of the truck while continuing to stare you down. "Yer' pretty fun to tease, I gotta admit."

You gulped, but stood your (albeit humiliating) ground. "No way! I'm only going if I can get dressed!"

There was a short moment of silence, followed by a brief, inaudible exchange between Susie and Aunt Rita. The two turned towards you with a pair of sly grins that made you shiver.

"Alright. Fair enough." Susie said, nodding her head. "But, if you don't come, I guess I'd have to post some of these awesome pictures I snagged to a group chat. I'm sure the girls on my college team would LOVE to see this." Susie held out the phone, and just by the looks from around 20 yards away, you could tell your hard dick was plainly visible as you tried desperately to pry the locked back door open.

Aunt Rita was quick to chime up. "And I just recalled. There's some photo team that asked to use my farm to catch some nature shoots. Real big one too, maybe 20 people? Be a shame if I gave em' the green light, and they started taking some shots while you were in the frame without yer' britches on..."

You gasped. "You wouldn't dare!" You yelled. Unfortunately, Susie immediately began to tap on her phone, and Aunt Rita began to dial up a number on her own cell phone.

You felt conflicted. All you wanted was for this humiliating affair to end, but it seemed that the 3 had zero plans to let you get dressed, and were rather insistent that you came with them to the house. You imagined Susie sending the photos into the group chat of her community college sports team, and shuddered with embarrassment. Not only could the photos escape onto the web publicly, but an unknown number of women would have full knowledge of your naked body. And the other threat seemed almost worse, even if it seemed more far fetched. A photography team could be relentless with their photos, and may even take it upon themselves to publicly post the photos online, meaning the results would be similar in addition to furthered humiliation at the hands of the photographers. Overall, the more you thought about it, the more you realized the risks of staying were outweighing the unknown risk of riding to the neighbors' house.

With a sigh, you began to walk towards the truck whilst cupping both your hands over your naked member, and hunching over slightly. "Look, I'll go. Just don't send any pictures..." You said defeated.

Margaret cheered in your direction. "That's more like it! Come on... Err... I'll just call you Naked Boy. Sorry, I'm bad with names." Margaret quipped, as she blanked on remembering your name.

Susie's eyes lit up on hearing the nickname, and she eyed you almost hungrily. "Well then Nekkid Boy, hop in here with me."

You slowly approached the back of the pick-up truck, and uncovered yourself so that you could climb over the gate as hastily as possible. Susie let out a laugh from her seat at the front right of the bed of the truck. You ignored her for a moment, while you quickly sat back down, and crossed your legs in front of yourself to provide additional cover. You glared at Susie. "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothin' much. For someone who keeps gettin' all red faced and shy about bein' nekkid on a farm in the middle of nowhere, you suuure do seem to be enjoyin' yerself." Susie smugly pointed, gesturing towards your dick. Your face reddened all the more, as the pick-up began to move. "Wait, I swear I-" You began, only to get interrupted.

"Naw I don't judge any. Hell, you're such a stud that it's a right crime to cover all that skin up." Susie said, looking your frame up and down. "I mean, have you looked in a mirror? You can get away with a lot less clothes when you look like you do." She complimented. You blushed, but the compliments at least did help ease your fears a bit. It helped to know that at least one person found you attractive.

There was some silence as the pick-up continued to speed up, now on the highway. You began to get nervous, as with each few seconds you noticed that you were stark naked, and very far away from anything decent to cover yourself. You shifted uncomfortably as you passed by a small farm house. For neighbors, it seemed the two lived further away than anticipated.

Susie could see you getting uncomfortable, and raised an eyebrow. "Somethin' wrong? You lookin' like you seen a ghost."

"It's just..." You began to speak, as you passed by a gas station. You couldn't help but notice that the scenery was getting more increasingly populated, with less farms and woods and more houses and small businesses. "...Your house is a lot further than I thought. And there's a lot more people on the way than I'd expected." You said nervously, as the truck passed by a young couple walking their dog. The truck began to slow down as it approached a stoplight, and you began to cringe. The only thing stopping the young couple from seeing you sprawled in the back of the pick-up truck stark naked was the walls of the truck bed, which only rose up to your chest in height.

Susie grinned. "Oh. We got to make a short lil' pit stop first." She said. Your stomach began to sink, realizing that the full details of where you were headed had not been dropped before you left.