Two excited stiffies

In his months as a permanent nudist Eric had definitely had his fair share of public erections, and it had become a popular game among the employees to find new ways to tease him into grow a hard-on. But he had never had to do anything sexual in public. So, being ordered to wank off in front of Andersson was something new, and Eric feared it was hint of what to come. Beside him, he sensed that Peter had start shaking and that he was on the brink of tears again. Both of them just stood there frozen, silently hoping they had heard Andersson wrong.

“Two healthy young guys like you must know how to jerk off, don’t you?” Andersson said after a few tense seconds. “If not, my two friends here are more than willing to help you out. I hope last night have taught you that I get what I want. You are going to stand in front of me with a hard-on one way or another. It’s up to you.”

As soon as the two guards started to move towards them both boys quickly put their hands on their dicks and started to fumble with them slowly, neither of them keen on being forcible wanked Andersson’s thugs. At first, they didn’t put much effort into the wanking, just slow half-hearted movements with their hands, but a sharp look from Andersson and a touch on their naked backs by the guards, yanked the boys into action, and slowly the two naked dicks started to respond to the action.

“Ok, that looks better,” Mr. Andersson said with a smile. “Just keep stroking while we get into details about how your miserable life will be from now on.”

“As I told you last night, Eric,” Andersson began, “I was actually pleased with your progress. You had accepted your fate and your humiliation without much complaint, and I was prepared to offer you a way out of this. If you had continued to behave, you could have been out of here a couple of years or so.”

“But then you go on and let ‘Mr. Woodward’ over there seduce you to think you could not only escape but also cause my downfall,” Anderson continued with a fake sad look on his face, nodding towards Peter. “It’s such a shame. You should have known better than this, Eric.”

Mr. Anderson sat in silence for a few seconds, shaking his head in disapprovement, watching the two naked men wanking their dicks in front him. The thickening silence once again made Eric feel the embarrassment and humiliation rushing over him in a way he hadn’t felt for months, and he wished for nothing more than the floor to open up and swallow him there and then.

“When we last spoke in this office,” Andersson continued, finally breaking the silence, “at the start of your naked adventure. I told you that you need some humiliation in your life. From your behavior, it looks like you still have a long way to go and that we have to doble down on that. You may feel the whole world have seen your pathetic little dick and naked ass by now, but actually your nudist life has been pretty sheltered so fare. Yes, a few outside visitors have seen you naked, and yes you walk around town stark naked. Still, we have tried not to draw to much attention to our naked office boy outside of these walls.”

“It’s time to change that,” Andersson said after a dramatic pause. “After some considerations, I think we should take your nudist environmentalist movement national, Eric. And as the founder, and up until yesterday the sole member of the movement, the task as the national spokesperson for this campaign should fall to you,” Andersson concluded.

Again, the room fell silence, with only the unmistakable sound of the two dicks being wanked. It took Eric some minutes to process what Mr. Andersson was saying. Actually, he was right, Eric’s naked life was confined to the office building and to certain parts of the town. There were definitely ways for Mr. Andersson to make his humiliation even worse.

“To be clear, I don’t care if this movement actually spreads or not. If you do manage to recruit some crazy exhibitionists, fine. But the sole purpose of this is to humiliate and embarrass you Eric, and to give that fine naked ass and cute little dick of yours some national if not international fame,” Andersson continued.

“We’ll come to the details of this later but let me just say that I expect you to speak with passion and enthusiasm about textile free living and the environmental benefits of living naked. And you will not only show your excitement about being permanently naked with your voice but also with your rock-hard cook,” Andersson said with a smile looking down at Eric’s hard dick. “And maybe we should make that fine body you have truly bare. Making sure that as little skin as possible is hidden by unnecessary hair.”

Up until now Eric had thought that he was immune about any further humiliation. Having lived his life publicly nude for months, there was no way this could become any worse he had thought. But standing in Andersson’s office wanking his precum dripping dick, listening to how his tormentor planned to have him strutting his hardon around in public while speaking about the environmental benefits of nudism showed he had been clearly wrong. His life was already in ruins, but this would be the final blow to ever returning to a normal life. His reputation would be tarnished beyond repair, everyone he had ever known would never respect him again. His name would forever be linked to a crazy permanent naked fool. There would be no way back from this. His only hope now, was that this plan would never work. One thing was to have him walk around naked in the office building and in parts of a town he controlled, but there was no way he could have him on naked public display nationally, was it?

As if he had read his mind Andersson said, “Don’t think I haven’t ways to make this happen. You should know that by now, Eric. If I want your naked ass walking around in public outside of this town, it will happen and trust me it will. And another thing, any hope you have about me ever letting you go are gone now. I won’t be around forever, and I don’t know what happens when I’m gone, but as long as I’m around this is your life. Always naked, always on display. You should accept that.”

“But to give you some extra motivation to do your best in your coming tasks,” Andersson continued, “you should think about your family. It was hearing from your friend about your concerned mother that made you step out of line, wasn’t it?”

Eric was yanked out of his distressed thoughts; hearing Andersson mention his family. Even a bully like Andersson wouldn’t drag them into this, would he?

“I know your father is running a successful company,” Andersson began, “What would happen to that company if accusations about tax fraud or corruption starting to emerge? Or, let’s say, lawsuits from dissatisfied customers starting to pile up? Would it survive a storm like that? And your mother, she’s a schoolteacher, isn’t she? How would accusations about ****, bullying and **** affect her career, do you think? Then we have your brother. I’ve seen his picture, and I think a good-looking young man like him would be a fine addition to this nudist movement. And, yes, I have ways to ‘persuade’ him to join you in your permanent naked living. What would that do to your parents, having both their sons becoming naturist freaks?”

“Think about this if you ever want to cross me again,” Andersson said with a sharp look at Eric, “Then it’s just not your own life you will be destroying, you’ll be dragging your dear family with you.”

Eric was on the brink of tears. Up until now it had never crossed his mind that he could ruin anything else than his own life, that his actions could cause harm to anyone else than himself. But of course, Andersson was right. Everything that had happened up until now showed that Andersson had the resources and connections he needed to make Eric’s life even more miserable, and worse, ruin the life of his family if he wanted. Even dragging his innocent younger brother into this naked nightmare if he wanted. Eric was utterly and thoroughly defeated.

“But” Andersson said in suddenly cheerful tone, “the good news is that you’re no longer alone in this Eric. Since you have recruited the first new member to your movement, I think Peter should play a prominent part in the upcoming campaign as well.”

Up until now Peter had been standing besides Eric with an empty stare in his eyes, stroking his half-hard dick on autopilot, and shutting the world out as best as he could. But on hearing his name he suddenly lifted his head and stared at Mr. Andersson. Eric could see the growing fear in his friend’s eyes, and from what he had learned about his own fate, this didn’t look good for Peter either.