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The Naked Study Buddy Part 1

"A nudist embarks on a naked journey to a friend's house for the first time with no lifeline for a study session and some exhibitionist fun"

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"Part 1. All characters are 18+"

I was just finishing up some schoolwork early before the weekend officially began. I was a freshman in college, majoring in psychology. The city that housed the college was only an hour’s drive away from my small hometown. I opted to stay home instead of moving into a cramped dorm. I had a feeling that my dorm neighbors probably weren’t going to accept me walking down to the cafeteria sans clothes for some morning food anyway.

It was inexpensive and not far, so that’s where a lot of my friends ended up going too. It was early spring; the robin’s singing was a good indicator of that. I looked down at my phone to check the time when it started ringing. I picked up the phone and was welcomed by a sweet, yet commanding voice, “Hey Marco, it’s your best friend in the whole wide world.” 

“Oh hey, Alexis!!”

“Ouch, really, he’s your best friend, yeah I guess he’s the one who helps you through your problems when you need help.”

I laughed. “I was just kidding. What’s up?” 

“Hey, have you already started on that homework for psychology, Marco?”

“Actually, I just finished it.”

“Okay, cool, because I need some help with this shit.”

“Yeah, I’ve got time right now if you want.”

“Awesome. We can watch that anime I recommended to you the other day too. By the way, what's taking you so long cause I’ve been sitting in the driveway for like a minute.”

How she knew I would have said yes was running through my mind as I responded to her.

“Alright, just let me get dressed and I’ll be right out.”

“Marco, you better get out here in five seconds or I’m just going to leave you here, so just come as you are,” she said in a serious but cute way.

Emmalee knew about my naked lifestyle, although she had never seen me before. I can’t remember how or why it came up in one of our conversations. Emmalee was fun and shameless, so we got along well. She was curvy, with blonde curls and was just an inch shorter than me. Whether she knew it or not, she was inviting me to go over sans clothes and the idea was filling me up with excitement. I hesitated about the idea, but I secretly loved the thought of leaving my clothes behind and heading out like it was completely normal.

The truth was, I was an exhibitionist, so the idea had my cock rising and my trimmed balls swelling.

I still lived at home with my parents and sister. I loved being seen. My bare ass, cock and balls were there for my mom's and sister's friends to take in when they came to visit.

“I’m coming,” I said with a devilish smile on my face. My heart was beating fast against my chest, my palms were sweaty.

I grabbed my backpack, as I was about to walk out the door, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and stood there for a few seconds admiring the way my muscles segmented and curved on my exposed body from my daily trips to the gym. My torso tapered into a v shape that transitioned into a flare at my hips from keeping up with my leg days. I tussled my dark brown, loose curly hair and pulled down one of my curls. I was surprised at how long it was; it went down past my chin, but it normally only went down to my eyebrows after shrinkage.

I turned around and looked over my shoulders to check on the development of my back muscles. I felt pretty lucky that I wasn’t gifted my genes because of that I didn’t have to worry much about grooming other than my nether regions that I kept to a short trim and my legs that stayed smooth. I watched my soft 4” member begin to grow and thicken as I turned to leave.

I pulled the cool polyester material onto my back and told my mom I was going to a friend’s house, her being in the kitchen at the time. I doubt she imagined I would be going over as I was. I stepped right onto my front porch; the concrete was cool under my bare feet, as I jogged my ass and thighs jiggled with each motion, my cock swinging like a pendulum against my thighs as I made it over to her crimson-red Chevy Cruze.

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The sunlight wrapped my exposed body with a warm welcome. The gravel driveway pricked at my bare feet, and quickly got in on the passenger’s side. I subconsciously put my bag on my lap. The first thing I noticed was the lack of burning on my bare skin on account of her car having textile seats, unlike my car that had leather, so I avoided naked drives on hot days. The second thing I noticed was the tomato-red look of surprise and embarrassment on her face.

“Oh my god, what the hell are you doing?!” she exclaimed, trying to hold back a smile.

“Hey, you did say to come as I am, well, here I am!”

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” 

With a mischievous grin, I tried to stay cool, but I was honestly feeling embarrassed about the whole thing. My cock started losing its size, and I was thinking about going back in and getting something to wear, then apologize when I felt the car start moving backwards, and the house quickly distanced and left it behind as it shrunk in the passenger door mirror. The blood started rushing back to my cock, the hard plastic mats scratched against my feet as I moved them around, exploring her floorboard. The fabric seats felt warm and welcoming against them groped my back and ass.

“You better not get anything on my seat,” she said with an uncontrollable smile on her still-red face.

“Don’t worry, I make sure to keep myself extra clean down there,” I said with a nervous smile.

“I’m sure you do,” she said with a sly wink.

“Wait, aren’t your parents home?!”

“Hmm, I don’t know, they shouldn’t be, but they could be,” she said with a devilish grin.

“Uh, you’re making me nervous about this. I don’t think your parents would be very welcoming to their daughter, bringing over a butt-ass naked guest, much less a naked guy.”

“Well, I guess we’ll find out when we get there,” she said, as she gave out a laugh.

I wasn’t being completely honest. The thought of hanging naked around her family and imagining their reactions just made me harder and my dick throb under my bag.

“You know you can put your backpack back there?”

Normally a trivial task, but at the moment I was completely naked and completely exposed to her, she had yet to see my member so close, which was now at full attention and pressing against my bag, causing a tingle of pleasure. I thought it ridiculous that I was sitting in my friend’s car naked heading over to her house but was hesitant to show my hard cock, I wasn’t going to wear this backpack the whole day just to avoid that.


I tossed my school bag over my shoulders, releasing the pressure from my cock as it sprang out. The musky but sexy scent effortlessly made its way up to my nose as it started to spread through the car. I had no doubt that my chauffeur, who was already having a hard time keeping her eyes on the road, was getting an eyeful of my fully exposed and erect 6.5” cock, coated in beads of warm, musky precum. 

“Well, I’ve never seen you this excited about coming over to my house before,” her voice cracked in a quieter-than-normal tone.

She kept facing the road, but she would subtly try to turn her head as her eyes threatened to roll behind her sockets, trying to get a better look.

“Hey, eyes on the road,” I said in a teasing manner

“Uh they are!” she said as she swiftly turned her head to me, her blue, thirsty eyes quickly lapping everything I had on display before facing back to the road.

She was someone who normally kept her cool in most situations, and seeing her on edge because of my naked body was something I was reveling in!

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