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Tim and Gage grabbed a couple of drinks from the fridge, some hard seltzer or whatever, and told me to sit on the couch.

The two joined me and I found myself sat pretty close to Tim. Gage took his spot on the other end of the mid sized sectional.

Tim grabbed the remote and turned on some sketch comedy show or something on the TV. Honestly, I wasn't really paying that much attention. All I could focus on was seeing Tim's dick sitting about a foot away from me out of the corner of my eye.

To be fair it was a really nice dick. Small, but definitely not crazy tiny. His thick pubic hair around it suited him well. It matched the rest of his furry body. He reached down and gave his cock a little scratch and massage. He quickly winked at me and I could feel my face blush horribly as I refocused on the TV. Tim was a nice guy and I was enjoying getting to know him. Maybe this wouldn't be that weird at all.

Some time passed and I started to sort of forget my circumstances as the show went on. It ended as quickly as it began. Gage offered to grab us some more drinks, leaving me alone with Tim.

"So, how are you adjusting so far?" He asked.

"It's not as weird as I thought it would be. Still getting there though." I nervously laughed.

"Well, I promise after a couple of days you won't even blink an eye at us two. Couch surfers stay here from time to time and it always goes the same way." Tim assured me. "If you ever feel like it, you can join us, no need to ask. But that's up to you!"

"That may take a lot," I laughed, "But thank you."

Tim noticed something on the local news playing and turned the TV up.

"Brightwood City Council is facing calls from a growing number of activists to take up a vote on an ordinance amending the city's public indecency laws," the anchor said, "The Brightwood County Association for the Nude Lifestyle, one of the largest nudist organizations in the country, has long been petitioning for the state to change the current laws, which deem any exposure of the genitals, buttocks, or female nipples in public spaces to be a crime punishable by up to 30 days in prison on first offense. After their ballot measure last year failed to gather the required signatures to override the legislature's veto, they have set their sights on starting with the city level."

"I knew it wouldn't make it to the ballot. I signed, and I'm actually a member of the BCANL, but I know this state's legislature skews heavily conservative right now." Tim said, eyes glued to the screen.

A man closer in age to Tim appeared on the screen, ironically dressed in a suit.

"This is Daniel Clark, the president of the BCANL," the anchor's voice said.

"We believe in the autonomy of our citizens to make choices for themselves everyday that have a greater impact on those around them than their state of dress," Daniel said, "and many people across this state believe so as well."

Gage came back in and just stood watching the TV, his ass in line with my eyes.

"Should the ordinance be taken up by the city council, it would go to a vote, and if enacted, would legalize public nudity in all parts of Brightwood city limits with exceptions to health department food safety guidelines." The anchor went on. "While there is opposition, our sms flash poll we sent out today indicated 60% of respondents were in favor of the ordinance amendment. Those who are interested in helping gather signatures for the petition are requested to reach out to the BCANL on their website."

"Are you going to help get signatures?" I asked.

"I'm down!" Gage said.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt to offer. After all, I'd love to see it get passed if at all possible." Tim said.

After some more smalltalk Gage and Tim decided it was time to go to bed, which I agreed. I headed back to my room. I realized again that I didn't have a door. I guess Tim must've forgotten to pick a new one up. I started getting changed for bed, and at the last second I realized I needed to get out of my underwear without the door there. Sure, it isn't the biggest deal in the world but it did make me pause.

I slid my thumbs in my waistband and pulled them off. I looked myself in the mirror. I'm an average looking guy. Dark brown hair, about six foot. I really hadn't trimmed my body hair in a while. I just had some belly hair, some upper chest hair. Definitely an average build. My cock was a respectable 3 inches soft hanging there among the hair. Suddenly the a/c kicked on and I felt the air on my skin and it brought me back to my senses.

I threw on my basketball shorts and an oversize t shirt and went to bed. As I laid there, I noticed a text from Gage.

Wanna go with us to get signatures tomorrow? Dad said they're trying to work quick.

I thought about it for a second. That's a question for when I wake up.