Yes, canceling won't help

Your heart pounded and your arms felt weak as you backed the car out of the driveway and began the short drive to Chelsea's. Thank god her roommate was out of town on some trip, you had no idea what would actually happen tonight but her being there could only be worse. As you drove Gale continued to text you, her messages being read over the cars speaker by the disinterested female voice. It would be almost funny if most of the messages weren't reminding you that your best friend was about to think that you wanted people to see you nude. The worst part was that, for some reason, you were now half hard and every time you shifted your leg to hit the brake you could feel every movement of your cock against your boxers. Was the thought of being naked in front of Chelsea really making you this sensitive?

"Okay fine i'll throw you a bone" The text to speech said, you perk up hoping that this was all a dumb joke. "You tell her that you are a nudist and you want to be completely naked and see what she says. if she's cool with it then you strip, if not then fine Ill have fun with you another way. You will text me what the situation is and don't lie, because if you do ill send all this shit to Chelsea right over Facebook."

Fuck. Okay so your best hope was that you totally embarrass yourself in front of Chelsea anyway. It was better than having to get completely naked no matter what.

"I know you aren't responding because you're driving, so ill take your silence as a yes. You must almost be there huh? And im not being nice to you, just think of it as starting you off slow" That was the final message from Gale as you pulled down the quiet street that Chelsea lived on. You did not like the sound of the end of that message, but you couldn't dwell on it now.

Your car pulls into Chelsea's driveway and you put it in park. Annoyingly your nerves have not subsided, and neither has your semi-erection. Chelsea's place was a duplex that she rented with her roommate, and by the look of the empty parallel driveway, the other unit was vacant. You get out of the car and breath some refreshing summer air. The afternoon was becoming evening, and as you began walking towards the porch steps you feel your phone vibrate. Now the excitement of a new message was replaced with the dread of whatever the hell Gale might be saying.

"I'm getting bored, you have like 10 minutes" The message made your heart jump. Fuck, you were just going to have to get this over with. You walk up the steps, feet feeling like heavy blocks, and knock on the door. Chelsea answers in no time flat, obviously pretty excited to see you.

"Hey Mike! Work boring as always?" She asked with a slight smile. Chelsea was sporty and tomboyish, had always been active throughout your friendship and her figure was complimented by that. She was wearing simple blue jeans and a button up shirt, and had her curly brown hair pulled up in a bun. You didn't know if it was the situation that made you feel this way, but Chelsea was especially pretty in an effortless and casual way today.

"Yeah well... kinda." You said, stepping into the house. You take off your shoes at the door, which actually strikes you as funny considering what you were about to tell her. Chelsea walked down the hall towards the living room and you follow.

"You seem kind of off dude. You piss your boss off again? That dorky guy that looks like the principal from an 80's movie?"

"No its uhh, its not that. Work was fine its.... actually something else. Something I want to tell you." You couldn't believe you were actually saying it. Your heart pounded and you could almost feel it in your throat.

"Oh shit man you aren't in love with me or something are you?" She laughed and chucked a throw pillow at you while plopping down on the couch.

"NO, no its not that." That might be the only thing that could be more awkward.

"You afraid I'm gonna kick your ass at Mario Party or something? Stop being weird and spill it." Chelsea got up from the couch and lit an earth smelling incense.

"Okay fine, here goes. So I've been thinking about this a while and uhhh... you know that I trust you with shit so..." Here it was, no going back now. "I'm a nudist." You finally got the words out, as embarrassing as it was to admit something like this you also couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

"Oh shit, so thats it? What you just go around with no clothes on?" Chelsea didn't seem offended at least.

"Yeah I guess. I mean thats what it is." You sat down on the couch, trying to look anywhere but at your friend. You knew that next you had to propose going naked. Chelsea may have reacted well to the admission, but the next part... and now it really was hitting home that you might actually have to be naked in front of your best friend. You hoped she would just laugh at you and tell you to keep your pants on.

"Well that's not something to be super nervous about, I thought you ran over an old lady on the way here or some shit." she walked out of the living room and into the nearby kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge. She tossed you one on her return with a look that said you need this more than I do. Before you could take a sip your phone buzzed in your pocket. It was a single message from Gale that read:

"You have one minute, get it over with and embarrass yourself for me"

"I guess I just didn't know how you would react." You say, suddenly nervous once again. "I mean, I guess I just prefer to be naked whenever possible. Its just more comfortable." Chelsea took a good swig of her beer and sat down on the couch next to you.

"Well I get that, there are times when Jen is out of town that I cant be bothered to get dressed." She looked you over, you thought about what it would be like for her to do that if you had nothing on. "Well... I'm not so sure about just going fully naked right from the get go, but if you wanted to hang out in your boxers or something that would be cool." You almost let out a sigh of relief. Being in just your underwear wasn't that bad, at least you would be covered. Just telling Chelsea this shit was embarrassing enough so that should satisfy Gale.

"Yeah, okay that would be cool." You say, standing up from the couch. Before you do anything you text Gale back just in the nick of time. You relay all the information and receive only one text in return. "Oh good, hope you wore clean underwear nudist boy." You notice Chelsea is watching you as you stand in the living room and she says:

"What im going to see you in your underwear all night anyway, may as well give me a show." She sticks her tongue out at you but then gets up off the sofa. "Kidding, kidding. You do your thing, im going to grab my new controller so I can kick your ass even harder." And with that she left you alone in her living room. Would you really take almost everything off? Maybe you could just chicken out and lie to Gale...