Try and climb over the gate

You turn away from the gate and stand there, stunned and confused. You’ve just been locked out of campus with nothing covering your naked body, and at any moment a person could drive by and see your completely nude body, or worse, a cop could find you and possibly arrest you.

On instinct, you dive your hands down to your junk. One hand over your balls, and one holding your cock against your stomach, cause trying to keep it concealed traditionally would hurt with how erect you are.

Frantically, you look around where you stand, checking all around for any cars. To your left, no cars. To your right, no cars. You’re safe for now.

You then look ahead of you at the gold plated gate and the brick walls. While you have done everything your naked self can do to open the gate. The bars are too thick for you to slip through, and given your stiff member, you doubt you could do so without breaking it. After a couple seconds of shuffling around in place, both fearful and embarrassed of getting caught, you look up at the gate.

“M-Maybe I can climb it!” You say aloud.

Somewhat optimistic, you walk up to the gate to better understand what you’re dealing with here. From where you stand, the gate seems to be a little bit over 20 feet in height. You wince at the thought of climbing that high and possibly falling on your bare ass, but it’s a whole lot better than getting caught completely naked by someone.

So, you take your hands off your junk and grab onto the bars, reaching up as far as your arms can go. Your heart begins to beat faster as the severity of the situation becomes clearer. Not even the cool morning air and beautiful lush trees around campus grounds can calm you down.

You jump up and grip the bars tight, your knuckles turning white as you do so. But as you lift yourself up, you realize just how difficult it will be to climb this gate. Your arms are not as strong as you thought they were as they shake uncontrollably as your struggle to lift yourself only a couple inches off the ground.

“Geez, I really am out of shape…”

You manage to climb up a little bit before trying to place your feet on the bars, but as you do so your feet just slide off of the bars and back down to the ground. You try again and again, but the same thing keeps happening as you slide down the bars back into the ground.

“Fuck, these things are so slippery!” You say aloud to yourself, slightly more annoyed now than usual. You feel as if the clock is ticking before someone eventually sees you, and you have no time to waste.

This time, instead of placing your feet on the bars and climbing normally, you try to wrap your legs and thighs around the bars to get a good grip on them.

Like last time, you jump and grab the bars, you hands now a bit tired and sweaty, but this time you wrap your legs around the bar and hold on tight to it with your naked thighs. You squeeze your thighs tight against the bar enough for you to stay still.

Never in your life would you think you’d end up naked with your legs wrapped around a pole like some male stripper, but that’s your life at this point, being this schools glorified stripper, with the benefits of a good college to learn from, but you ask yourself if being in this situation really makes the upsides worth it.

You continue to climb the gate, sliding your thighs up with your arms as you lift yourself. Your arms feel like they’re burning, and your muscles feel stretched like laffy taffy. While your legs and thighs keep you from sliding down the gate, it also hurts to grip the bar so tightly between your legs, and the worst part is that your penis scraps against the bar as you move, which makes your jerk every now and then. The feeling of metal sliding against your cock like this, especially on your tip almost makes you fall multiple times.

You now know why most people don’t mountain climb naked, but you wonder how strippers can do this for so long every night.

Thankfully for you, as you get half way up the gate, you see a horizontal bar going across the gate. The gate between the bars is big enough for you to wrap your legs around a bar, so you imagine you could rest your legs on top of that to take a small break before continuing the climb.

So you push yourself to get to the horizontal bar, ignoring the pain in your arms as you do so. It doesn’t take long for you to find yourself resting your legs on toe bar, keeping yourself steady with your hands and your natural balance. You take one hand to move your somewhat flaccid penis away from the middle bar, letting it droop down in between bars.

You take a sigh of relief as you relax for a little while. With sweat covering your entire body and heart going a million miles a minute, it’s nice to get a bit of a reprieve before getting over the final hurdle back onto campus. While you sit there, you can’t help but feel ridiculous with the fact way you must look. A completely naked dude halfway up a gold-plated gate with his junk and ass hanging out. Sounds like something you’d see in a comedy show, but unfortunately for you, it’s real, and incredibly embarrassing.

“Look honey, we have a full moon in the morning!” A man says suddenly out of no where.

“W-What!?!” You almost scream as you hear someone behind you.

“Charles! Can we go? I don’t want to stare at this creep no more! Plus I’m going to be late,” A woman says, seemingly annoyed by her husband.

You panic! You look behind you and see a car with a couple inside. “They see me! They see me completely naked!” You feel a shiver go down your spine as you blush like crazy. All you want to do is shrivel up and disappear as you try your best to climb up fast.

But as you try and climb fast, you feel your hands give out! You struggle to grab a hold of the bars again, but you don’t grab them in time, leading you to lean back.

“Shit shit shit!” You say aloud as you fall to the ground!

You crash down onto the ground, butt and back first as you groan in pain the feeling of concrete slamming against your back feels like a thousand hands just slapped you at once. In your pain, you hear the car drive away, but you don’t hear their engine at all! You guess that it must’ve been an electric car, which meant you couldn’t hear it drive up to you before.

You lay there for a couple of seconds, wincing and groaning in pain before managing to get up from the ground.

“Someone saw me! What if they called the police? Ahh, my life is over!” You say aloud, feeling both embarrassed and hopeless.

Now the clock is ticking faster, and after the fall you don’t want to even try climbing the gate again. The walls surrounding the campus are too big for you to climb, and there is no way to get a good grip of them in the first place.

Panicked and embarrassed, you place your hands down toward your junk again and think of another way to get out of this mess.