You make it to the gate, but Taylor is nowhere to be found

The walk all the way to the gate was long and a bit embarrassing to say the least. You’re still not used to walking around completely naked, with your junk flying about. Even worse, the cool tile ground and the hard asphalt against your bare feet only further remind you how exposed you are. The one upside is that barely anyone even saw you walking the halls, seemingly because they are all still in their dorms. That at least calmed your nerves enough to make it all the way outside at the front gate.

You look up at the illustrious, golden gate, early morning sun reflecting its bright glow right into your pupils. The gate and fencing alone must’ve costed a fortune to make and build, which only makes you feel more surprised that you could afford to go here off of a couple scholarships.

“Taylor! Are you here yet!?” You say loudly, but not too loud, you don’t want to make yourself more of a center of attention than you already are.

The longer you stand out here, all alone and most importantly naked, you feel a sense of something might go wrong. This sense clashes with the feeling of cool air blowing against your bare back and ass cheeks, and the relaxing early morning sun shining on your bare skin. You feel both in grave danger and in peace as you walk closer to the front gate.

You look down and see your rock hard cock pointing straight forward, with a bead of pre-cum on your tip already. Ever since reading that letter Taylor wrote for you, you’ve been harder than a ton of bricks. The thought of inserting yourself inside of Taylor’s perfect pussy has you excited in more ways than one, and something about it being outside, where others could possibly see you, made it better in your subconscious.

All of this had your hands hankering to touch yourself, so you do just that, and begin slowly rubbing your cock up and down. The feeling of touching yourself in a vast, open area outside feels strange but surprisingly pleasant, giving you a light buzz of erotic enjoyment.

While the lingering thought in the back of your mind that a car or a person would pass you by and see that your unashamedly masturbating in the open was always there, part of it makes it feel better somehow. Each stroke sends shivers down your spine, and your sensitive tip spews a bit of pre-cum on the pavement each time you graze your palm against it.

You unknowingly then start to walk forward as you pleasure yourself, each step leading you closer to the gate and closer to busting a load. It felt like you were being guided by the cool wind forward while you laid back and stroked your cock faster and faster.

Your cheeks are red as part of your recognizes what you’re doing is not only incredibly wrong, but risky. If a car zoomed by, they would see you jerking off, completely naked and with little shame. By all means you shouldn’t be doing this at all, but the risk of getting caught feels intoxicating, and a bit addictive.

You manage to walk all the way past the gate and outside of campus, with your bare feet only a few inches away from the road. Your masturbation gets faster and more vigorous, with your hand moving incredibly fast up and down your stiff shaft.

You feel your muscles tense up, specifically your ass and leg muscles as you stroke your cock, inching closer and closer to orgasm already. Your empty right hand moves down to your bare hips, touching your own ass cheeks in circles. Touching your skin while you jerk off feels oddly comfortable, almost satisfying to you.

You don’t want to admit it, but the idea of hearing and seeing the shock on Taylor’s face if she sees your carelessly touching yourself in the open like this only turns you on more, but the problem is that she hasn’t showed up at all.

You fear that you’ll blow your load before she can get to see your lewd glory, so you slow down and enjoy the light buzz along with the cool air against your naked ass.

“Mmmmmm~ Fuck this feels so gooooood~! Mmmmm~ Imsonaked…” You say aloud. The only sounds you’ve heard so far are your arm slamming against your stomach as your jerk off, and the early birds chirping above you. You feel like you’re in some kind of zen state, where nothing else matters except stroking your rock hard dick

But suddenly, you hear the sound of metal scrapping against concrete and other metal. The sound is that of nails scratching against a chalkboard, which instantly forces you out of your zen-like state. For the first time in a couple of minutes, you see where you have stumbled into; Outside the school gate, right in front of the road.

“Shit! I need to get outta here! Don’t want to get caught acting like a pervert!”

You turn around, only to see a rapidly closing gate. You are hit with a sense of urgency as lunge toward the gate, hoping to slip through before it closes.

But unfortunately, you are too slow and just nearly miss your window, trapping yourself outside campus. You desperately grab the bars of the gate, pulling on them and shaking them with all your strength in a panic to get it open, but that only tires you out and cause your cock to bounce up and down between the bars of the gate. The cold golden gate pushed against your bare body feels uncomfortable, especially when your shaft slaps against it.

“Please, open the gate!” You plead, but alas no one hears your call for help, no one except…

…

…

Claire?!?

Your fearful eyes watch as Claire slowly walks up to the gate with exaggerated swaying hips and hands on her waist. You continue to shake the gate, trying your hardest to pry it open until Claire is now face to face with you, face full of a crimson blush.

“Claire, Claire, you gotta help me get back inside! How do you open the gate?” You frantically ask, heart rate soaring as you periodically look behind you in case a car comes by.

“Oh no! That’s so unfortunate Nudie McCoy! I-I could rush over to the gate operator and tell them to open it for you!” Claire says with an almost obnoxious level of sarcasm and fake worry, something you don’t catch onto immediately.

“Oh thank go—”

“Buuuut…I did just give them a large sum of cash, all of it out of pocket mind you, to them so that they won’t let a little naked attention slut like yourself get inside any time soon, so, _sowwy Nudie _McCoy, I can’t help,” Claire says, chuckling to herself as she watches your face go from panic to dread. You feel almost toyed with by Claire.

“Why?! Why would you do this to me?!” You ask.

“Ugh… How in the hell did you even get into an elite college with how stupid you are? Did all of your smarts go to that fat cock of yours?” Claire asked as she took her finger and placed it on the tip of your cock.

“Nnngh~!” You groan out as you feel her finger push against your sensitive tip. She then pulls away, causing it to fling back up and bounce around a bit.

Of course, Claire wasn’t done, and flicked your tip as well. Her hard acrylic nails slamming against your cock like that hurt like hell, causing you to hold your dick away from her. You groan in pain as you try your best to ride out the pain.

“Now, I have to get back to my Dorm and deep clean my hand! The last thing I need is your disgusting dick juices on my fingers, Chao Nudie McCoy!” Claire says before turning around and walking away.

You stand there, hopelessly staring at Claire as she walks away. Try all you might, but opening the gate from the outside seems impossible. You think that at any moment someone could drive by and see your bare ass and cock and balls, which causes your body to shake and heart to race faster than ever before.

“Oh, and one my thing Nudie McCoy! The police tend to patrol around here in the mornings, and they are itching to get their hands on a naked man streaking outside of campus. Toodaloo!” Claire said before walking again. You watch as she enters the building, leaving you all alone, naked and afraid!