A True Story

Hello, I'm "Greg." In the early fall of 2008, I was 25 years old. I was newly divorced and enjoying my freedom. One Friday night, I was sitting in my apartment naked as I typically did when I was at home when, around 8pm or so, my phone went off. These were the days a little before smart phones when texting was actually kind of a chore, so my initial reaction was being a little annoyed. I looked at the message, which came from my friend Brent. Brent was lived on the other end of the hall on the same floor as me in my apartment complex with his roommate, Kevin. Brent was bisexual. Kevin was straight. Brent was inviting me over for drinks.

Days before, I had mentioned to Brent and Kevin that I spend most of my alone time naked. I joked that I'd be naked everywhere if I could, to which Brent jokingly replied I'd be welcome naked in their home. I knew what I was going to do already. Before I could respond, Brent texted again saying, "Tyler's here too." Tyler was an eccentric fellow. Lovable and lively, Tyler always called me "Axl," due to my bearing a resemblance to a younger Axl Rose. Tyler was gay and had expressed attraction to me in the past. I'm straight, but I still thought that was pretty hot.

I texted Brent, "Ok but I don't wanna get dressed." I didn't tell him I was naked. I just said I wasn't getting dressed. He replied, "It's cool."

My heart began racing. Pounding like a drum in my chest. I grabbed my apartment key and the pint of Jack I was sipping on and headed toward the door. I opened it up, stepped out and locked the deadbolt behind me. Here I was, standing in the hallway of a very populated apartment complex near a university campus at 8 on a Friday. Brent and Kevin lived in the first apartment on the 4th floor. I lived way around a corner in the 32nd.

I started walking toward the corner, where there was an elevator and a stairwell. I was actually surprised there was no one in the hall. The elevator wasn't even moving. I rounded the corner, my excitement increasing as I felt my bare penis swinging back and forth with every step I took.

I could see the end of the hall where Brent and Kevin lived. Just past that was another elevator and stairwell. As I got about halfway down the hall, I could hear the elevator just beyond my destination ding. My heart started pounding even harder. There was no way to avoid whomever was stepping off that elevator. Then, my friend Sophia stepped off the elevator. Sophia was here from France attending the university. I had gone on a date with her which that didn't lead to anything. As we passed each other, her wide eyes were locked on my naked dick. She giggled, finally looked up and said, "Hi there!"

I replied, "Hey!"

She smiled, "Fun time!"

After that brief exchange, I arrived at Brent and Kevin's apartment and knocked on the door. When the door opened, Brent stood there doing a double take.

"Oh... you really meant it when you said you weren't getting dressed!"

When I walk into the apartment, Kevin smiled and said, "Oh shit."

Tyler stood there, his eyes as wide as saucers and his mouth agape. Tyler had always been very flirtatious with me, despite knowing I'm heterosexual. I didn't mind. He came up and gave me a big hug. He was slightly tipsy already. After the initial shock wore down a bit, things turned pretty casual. Tyler's eyes stayed on my cock most of the night. I'd get a little hard here and there and he'd comment on it, but mostly casual. There was a moment when Tyler was standing at the kitchen counter making himself a drink. I casually stood behind him, conversing with him. He had been using both hands until he finally started pouring the vodka. When his left hand dropped to his side, I walked up next to him, "accidentally" touching the edge of his hand with my cock. He knew what I was doing. My cock started to grow in his hand as he lightly gripped it. I chuckled mischievously and pulled my hard cock out of his hand, parading around the kitchen and living room.

Around 11 that night, Kevin gets a phone call. It's his weed guy, whom he'd given up on hearing from that evening. When he ended the call, he looked up and said, "We're good to go."

A giddy Tyler exclaimed, "We're going to get some green!"

I spoke up, "I don't wanna put my clothes on. Can I just go naked?"

"We might be there a while," Kevin responded.

"I'm ok with that."

Kevin picked up his phone and started texting.

With a smile, he said "I'm gonna let them know we've got a naked friend."

Out we went. We took the stairs rather than the elevator and between the 4th floor and the ground, Tyler would run down one floor ahead of me, watch me come down from the front, then stand there and watch me go on down from the back. This was fun, and it was only going to get better. Out in the parking lot, there were a number of drunken college kids yelling out "Woooo!" and loudly whistling. I got into Kevin's car, riding shotgun. The material of his seat felt almost ticklish against my naked body. The four of us rode to the weed man's house a few miles away. Walking up the stone walkway to his house in this residential area near campus completely reactivated my nervous excitement. Before we could even knock, a young black man opened the door smiling. "Heyyy! Dang! Come on in!"

He was very feminine and immediately flirty, so I figured his orientation was a safe guess. I walked in with my party to discover that weed man had a roommate.

Weed girl.

She was going to pose a very welcome situation for me.

Weed girl was a very attractive college girl...

A very attractive BAREFOOT college girl.

I guess now is the time to mention that I have a very intense foot fetish.

Weed girl had very nice little bare feet propped up on the coffee table.

I immediately started becoming aroused, and it showed. I alologized "Sorry. You have really pretty feet."

She was chuckling already and responded, "It's ok, you've got a pretty dick."

I was happy to hear that. I have a pretty normal penis, if not generic. Proportioned pretty typically for a circumcised penis, about 7" erect. I had been half erect most of the night and even fully hard when I put my cock in Tyler's hand. Now, I had a raging hard on for Weed Girl's feet. After a few drinks and a little time, it became obvious we couldn't go back home. We had no one sober enough to drive now. It was ok. We were having fun. After walking around hard as a rock for a while, the entire room began suggesting I jerk off for them. I pretended to need convincing, but I absolutely needed to jerk off to Weed Girl's feet. As I started stroking my cock standing next to her and staring at her perfect bare feet propped on the coffee table, she started touching my naked legs and hips with her bare soles and toes. I gave her the heads-up, and then it didn't take long for me to cum on her feet. "Ope!" Was the sound she made. I drained the last of my semen onto her bare feet before getting on my knees to lick it off.

The rest of the night was relatively uneventful. We just stayed up all night partying. We spent most of the next afternoon on Weed Roomies' front porch, traffic driving right by. Some people would yell out, some would honk, etc. It was probably around 3 when we left for home. Noticing traffic was horrendous, we all suddenly remembered why.

There's a home football game today. Our building was about a mile from campus, but people used it for game day parking. We pulled into out lot. It was full of cars... and people.

Compounding this situation, there were no places left to park. We had to actually drive four blocks away and park in the parking lot of a plasma bank nearby.

It was the middle of the day. The whole area was packed.

I had to walk 4 blocks across 4 busy streets completely naked. Tyler actually offered me his shirt, but I declined. Kevin offered to drop me off and come back to park. Again, I declined.

Obviously, I was met with mixed reactions. Mostly gasps and/or laughter. Cars honking their horns, whistles, etc. The way our parking situation was, once we rounded the third block, we had to turn a corner and walk another block in a different direction before crossing the 4th block, so my walk was made even longer by that. Crossing the street was a rush. People staring and reacting as I felt my cock swinging back and forth. When we got home, even our parking lot was packed with people. At some point, I had was approached and had a conversation with a few people about body positivity. During this time, I ended up talking to a number of strangers. Once inside the building, I ran into a couple I was friends with. They ignored me and would actually never talk to me again afterwards.

Good riddance... lol.

That's pretty much it. I went home, went to bed and life went on! I hope you enjoyed story of one of my most thrilling naked adventures!

Thanks for reading!