Chapter One:
Darren was a young thirty something man, living on his own during quarantine, a very bored man that has spent several weeks at home; with only Netflix and video games being at hand to pass the time. One night after getting out of the shower, his sight wanders of to the bathroom window; he can see his barnyard from where he was standing. As he dried himself off a thought came to mind; telling him to go outside, naked. "No i can't do that." Darren said aloud, to himself. "It's way too risky, someone could see his skinny nude body." Now that would be embarrassing. But then he thought: Who could catch you when everyone has been made to stay at home? Darren continues to further stair out of the window, taking in the dark night sky; nobody could see me this late at night, right? The bored man couldn't stop thinking about nothing else. Darren secretly has always had a fascination with streaking, but he never thought himself to be brave enough to do it; he didn't anyone seeing his "average sized"dick. He was too nervous, until now.
"Well...when else will i get the opportunity to do this?" Darren debated with himself, as he wrapped a soft towel around his slim waist. He headed down stairs, he was going to go streaking for the first time. "OK i'll go across the backyard without the towel, get to the garage and come right back." Darren nervously opens the backdoor. The outside was silent and empty; this gave Darren some relief as he removes his towel. He stands in the door frame, his nude figure exposed to world. The naked man slowly creep out of the back door, leaving his towel far behind him. "This is it. can't believe doing this." Lilly whispers excitedly, finally getting the chance to be naked outside his bedroom; while the backdoor closes behind. He quietly walks up the barely illuminated garden path, his genitals cupped in his hands. And yet Darren feels a growing sense of freedom with every step he takes out into the open; the cool breeze lightly touches every inch of his skin.
His body likes this feeling, he moves his hands away from his penis; after all nobody was watching. The only sound was Darren's excited breathing, as he feels the adrenaline going through his body. As he makes his way to the garage, he feels his dick getting harder; he was enjoying this more than he thought he would. He was further tempted to rub his dick and masturbate right here, right now. But then he stopped himself. "No, save it for later." He quietly said to himself. He had made it to the garage without clothes and now it was time to head back inside. He confidently strides back down the path, fully sure that no one was watching him. Darren returns to the back door, but he's unable to open it. "Oh no, oh no!" Darren says, as he starts panicking. He struggled to pull the locked door open, no matter how hard he tried. "No, it's locked! Are you kidding me!?" Darren angrily says to himself. This was what he feared would happened: he was home alone, trapped outside, exposed to the open cold and unable to get inside for his clothes.
Darren's sensational feeling was gone, naked and helpless; barely catching his breath, his hairy body starts shivering as the cold wind touches his bare skin. His mind is filled with fear and paranoia about whether the neighbours could tell if this young man was running around naked. He then thinks: What if his friends and family find out about this; none of them would let that down. A window of the house next door lights up; this spooks Darren, who crouches down on the cold ground, cowering against a fence, hoping that no one sees him. The moment passes, and his heart is still pounding. "Oh my god! I knew this was a bad idea!" Darren tells himself through shivering teeth. He rubs his hands across his nude body for warmth. "Fuck it's cold." Darren said. As he sat on the cold ground, a thought occurred: he could go inside the garage. And so he go up, covering himself in embarrassment, and headed into the unlocked garage.
After successfully making it inside, Darren finds that it's just as cold inside as it is outside the garage. On the plus side: he did find an old towel to cover himself with; sure it was old, torn up and dirty, but it'll do. Darren stands with the towel wrapped around his waist, he tries to think of ways to get back into his house; and then he realises that there's a spare key by the front door. But getting that would involve him going out the back though the shutter doors, and then walking around the neighbourhood just to get to the front of his house; all without clothes. This terrified Darren, what if someone sees him, what if he gets arrested? But he bite his tongue, getting that key was all that matters. No one would be outside, right? As the garages shutter doors open, Darren rushes out as they start to closing again. That was when the towel caught by the heavy doors. And so Darren was left out in the open without a towel to cover himself, once more.
To Be Continued.
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Re: Darren - The Quarantine Streaker - Chapter Two:
Chapter Two:
Darren rushed out of his garage, this exit leads him into the middle of a empty alley way behind his house. However Darren was left naked once again when the heavy shutter doors close on the towel he was using to cover his floppy dick and the ridiculously large balls he needed in order to go out like this in the first place. After failing to recover his towel, the young man is left with no other choice but to walk down the dark alley, fully exposed. He hunches himself over in a vain attempt to cover his naked body; he looks all around, paranoid about which one of his neighbours will catch him. His bare feet felt uneasy walking across the hard and dirty pavement; but he has eventually made it to the end of the alleyway, peaking his head out into the street to see if the coast is clear. He hears an approaching car coming nearby; Darren panics and ducks down, hiding out of sight of the passing car. "Please don't let him see me!" Darren whispered to himself, praying for the driver to carry on with their evening. The street was now silent and the car was gone; Darren takes the opportunity to head out, nervously walking across the cold side walk.
His house was only several doors down from where he was standing, but given the situation, that seemed way to far too reach; but Darren carried on in order to avoid further embarrassment. The naked man sneaks his way down the road, hiding his warm dick in his hands, as he walks pass multiple houses; Darren felt uneasy, as if the people inside were watching him. The loud sound of a barking dog makes Darren jump from his skin; his instincts cause him to take cover and hide behind some guys trash cans. And then he checked to see where the dog was at, but the street went silent once more. "Oh my god, This was taking him too long!" Darren said to himself. He needed to get inside before being caught. But before he gets going the naked man takes the circular lid from the neighbours trash can; bringing it with him. "I'm just gonna borrow this." He says quietly, looking at the house he's currently in front off. The naked man continues his trek home, slowly but surely down the street; using the lid to hide his shame...among other things.
But finally Darren has made it to his front door, the man has never felt such relief in his life. All he had to do now was to find the fake rock that housed his spare key. He found the hollow chunk of plastic laying next to the doorstep; but to his horror, he found that it was empty. Darren is shocked to find no key, and no way to get into this house. The man was devastated. "Oh god, no!" He tires to pull the door open in desperation, wishing he could rip the thing right off its hinges. But alas, the naked man was once again trapped outside his home in the dead of night. Darren had to stop himself from banging on the wooden door, just avoid any attention to himself. And so the naked man was utterly defeated, sitting his bare ass on the cold, stone door step; with nothing to cover himself with but the lid of a metal trash can. "Oh god. This is all my fault." He said to himself with a tear forming around his eye. "What do i do now?"
Darren's luck couldn't get any worse; but it did. As he is blinded by red and blue lights. "Oh no, the police." Darren reacted to the sirens; as a sexy police officer steps out of her cop car to confront the naked man.
To Be Continued.
Darren rushed out of his garage, this exit leads him into the middle of a empty alley way behind his house. However Darren was left naked once again when the heavy shutter doors close on the towel he was using to cover his floppy dick and the ridiculously large balls he needed in order to go out like this in the first place. After failing to recover his towel, the young man is left with no other choice but to walk down the dark alley, fully exposed. He hunches himself over in a vain attempt to cover his naked body; he looks all around, paranoid about which one of his neighbours will catch him. His bare feet felt uneasy walking across the hard and dirty pavement; but he has eventually made it to the end of the alleyway, peaking his head out into the street to see if the coast is clear. He hears an approaching car coming nearby; Darren panics and ducks down, hiding out of sight of the passing car. "Please don't let him see me!" Darren whispered to himself, praying for the driver to carry on with their evening. The street was now silent and the car was gone; Darren takes the opportunity to head out, nervously walking across the cold side walk.
His house was only several doors down from where he was standing, but given the situation, that seemed way to far too reach; but Darren carried on in order to avoid further embarrassment. The naked man sneaks his way down the road, hiding his warm dick in his hands, as he walks pass multiple houses; Darren felt uneasy, as if the people inside were watching him. The loud sound of a barking dog makes Darren jump from his skin; his instincts cause him to take cover and hide behind some guys trash cans. And then he checked to see where the dog was at, but the street went silent once more. "Oh my god, This was taking him too long!" Darren said to himself. He needed to get inside before being caught. But before he gets going the naked man takes the circular lid from the neighbours trash can; bringing it with him. "I'm just gonna borrow this." He says quietly, looking at the house he's currently in front off. The naked man continues his trek home, slowly but surely down the street; using the lid to hide his shame...among other things.
But finally Darren has made it to his front door, the man has never felt such relief in his life. All he had to do now was to find the fake rock that housed his spare key. He found the hollow chunk of plastic laying next to the doorstep; but to his horror, he found that it was empty. Darren is shocked to find no key, and no way to get into this house. The man was devastated. "Oh god, no!" He tires to pull the door open in desperation, wishing he could rip the thing right off its hinges. But alas, the naked man was once again trapped outside his home in the dead of night. Darren had to stop himself from banging on the wooden door, just avoid any attention to himself. And so the naked man was utterly defeated, sitting his bare ass on the cold, stone door step; with nothing to cover himself with but the lid of a metal trash can. "Oh god. This is all my fault." He said to himself with a tear forming around his eye. "What do i do now?"
Darren's luck couldn't get any worse; but it did. As he is blinded by red and blue lights. "Oh no, the police." Darren reacted to the sirens; as a sexy police officer steps out of her cop car to confront the naked man.
To Be Continued.
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Darren - The Quarantine Streaker - Chapter Three:
Chapter Three:
Darren was shocked at the sight of the cop car that pulled up in front of his house. He grows nervous as he sees not one, but two police officers heading his way; desperately holding on to the trash can lid covering his dick from the ladies in the tight fitting uniforms. The tall blonde lady was Police Officer Karen, she looked down upon the naked man who was sitting on his front door step. She addressed him sternly. "Well, well, well." She said looking down upon Darren; she continues. "What do we have here?" She says to her big chested partner. "Looks like we've got ourselves a streaker." Says Officer Sharon, teasing the poor man along with her partner. "No. I'm not a streaker; this isn't what it looks like!" Darren said to the two attractive officers. "Well if you're not streaking, then tell us what happened to your clothes?" Sharon says, trying to sneak a peek under Darren's trash can lid. "Let me guess; today's laundry day and you had nothing to wear?" Karen teased, as the two officers giggled at the embarrassed naked man.
"It's not like that." Darren argued. "I just locked myself out of the house, that's all." "Well that wasn't particularly smart of you, wasn't it, Sharon?" The blonde with the wide hips said to her college. "Yep. That's what they all say." Sharon remarked through her red lip stick coated mouth. The two officers eyed Darren's exposed body, inspecting the cute looking nude person. Officer Karen spoke up again: "Still though, with a body like that, i'd run around naked everywhere too." The brunette haired officer says, trying peek at Darren's soft butt, poking it with her night stick. This makes Darren squirm uncomfortably. Sharon further humiliates the naked man. "Oh look Karen, he's gone all shy." The two officers laugh as Darren ducks his head in shame. Officer Sharon addressed Darren again: "Look here sir, we got a call of naked man in this neighbourhood. So..." She said intent on arresting the naked man.
Darren stood up, back against the front door. He didn't want to go to jail. "No wait, please. I'm sorry, i won't do it again." He told the officers apologetically. The two pretty ladies just laughed. "Oh you're sorry?" Karen asked him in a condescending matter. Sharon chimed in, almost gleefully. "You've been a bad boy, and now your under arrest." Darren sulks in humiliation as busty brunette pulls Darren's arms back, and locks them into handcuffs. The officers gaze upon Darren's exposed dick. "Oooo. This one has got quite the package." Karen said, grabbing his dick to wiggle it. Darren grows ever more unconformable. Sharon joins in on the fun, before drawing attention elsewhere. "Yeah. And his ass isn't too bad either." Darren began to squirm as Sharon bends the naked man over her knees, punishing Darren by smacking his soft butt with her hard night stick. "This is what get for not following the law." The officer said, almost taking pleasure, as Darren begs her to stop. He trapped, his hands were bound; helpless to Sharon's wrath. The metal of her night stick striking his soft and squishy ass cheeks. The officers were in-charge and they were letting the streaker know it. Karen interrupts her partners fun. "Come on Sharon, we need to get going." Sharon sulks in disappointment. "Come on, let's go." The officer says forcefully, leading Darren to the parked police car.
Darren's neighbours come out to see the sight of naked man being escorted away by police. The already humiliated Darren looks at the disapproving looks of everyone watching him get in the car. After being driven away by Karen and Sharon, the naked man ask them something. "So. Am i going to jail?" Darren asked them nervously. "Nope. We have a special form of punishment for streakers like you." Sharon said with wide smile on face. The two chuckled, Darren was nervous, as the car drives out of town and into the woods.
To Be Continued.
Darren was shocked at the sight of the cop car that pulled up in front of his house. He grows nervous as he sees not one, but two police officers heading his way; desperately holding on to the trash can lid covering his dick from the ladies in the tight fitting uniforms. The tall blonde lady was Police Officer Karen, she looked down upon the naked man who was sitting on his front door step. She addressed him sternly. "Well, well, well." She said looking down upon Darren; she continues. "What do we have here?" She says to her big chested partner. "Looks like we've got ourselves a streaker." Says Officer Sharon, teasing the poor man along with her partner. "No. I'm not a streaker; this isn't what it looks like!" Darren said to the two attractive officers. "Well if you're not streaking, then tell us what happened to your clothes?" Sharon says, trying to sneak a peek under Darren's trash can lid. "Let me guess; today's laundry day and you had nothing to wear?" Karen teased, as the two officers giggled at the embarrassed naked man.
"It's not like that." Darren argued. "I just locked myself out of the house, that's all." "Well that wasn't particularly smart of you, wasn't it, Sharon?" The blonde with the wide hips said to her college. "Yep. That's what they all say." Sharon remarked through her red lip stick coated mouth. The two officers eyed Darren's exposed body, inspecting the cute looking nude person. Officer Karen spoke up again: "Still though, with a body like that, i'd run around naked everywhere too." The brunette haired officer says, trying peek at Darren's soft butt, poking it with her night stick. This makes Darren squirm uncomfortably. Sharon further humiliates the naked man. "Oh look Karen, he's gone all shy." The two officers laugh as Darren ducks his head in shame. Officer Sharon addressed Darren again: "Look here sir, we got a call of naked man in this neighbourhood. So..." She said intent on arresting the naked man.
Darren stood up, back against the front door. He didn't want to go to jail. "No wait, please. I'm sorry, i won't do it again." He told the officers apologetically. The two pretty ladies just laughed. "Oh you're sorry?" Karen asked him in a condescending matter. Sharon chimed in, almost gleefully. "You've been a bad boy, and now your under arrest." Darren sulks in humiliation as busty brunette pulls Darren's arms back, and locks them into handcuffs. The officers gaze upon Darren's exposed dick. "Oooo. This one has got quite the package." Karen said, grabbing his dick to wiggle it. Darren grows ever more unconformable. Sharon joins in on the fun, before drawing attention elsewhere. "Yeah. And his ass isn't too bad either." Darren began to squirm as Sharon bends the naked man over her knees, punishing Darren by smacking his soft butt with her hard night stick. "This is what get for not following the law." The officer said, almost taking pleasure, as Darren begs her to stop. He trapped, his hands were bound; helpless to Sharon's wrath. The metal of her night stick striking his soft and squishy ass cheeks. The officers were in-charge and they were letting the streaker know it. Karen interrupts her partners fun. "Come on Sharon, we need to get going." Sharon sulks in disappointment. "Come on, let's go." The officer says forcefully, leading Darren to the parked police car.
Darren's neighbours come out to see the sight of naked man being escorted away by police. The already humiliated Darren looks at the disapproving looks of everyone watching him get in the car. After being driven away by Karen and Sharon, the naked man ask them something. "So. Am i going to jail?" Darren asked them nervously. "Nope. We have a special form of punishment for streakers like you." Sharon said with wide smile on face. The two chuckled, Darren was nervous, as the car drives out of town and into the woods.
To Be Continued.
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