OK So this is part one of a story series I wrote for a site called "Male Junction" around 15 years ago, as far as I know the site no longer exists. I went off the scene for quite a while and it seemed to have gone off the radar. It was basically a site run by real guys for real guys. No body standards or judging just guys or all shapes, sizes and age . Part fantasy, part experience, the stories were well received and read at the time. So I thought I would re-share on here . Next parts will follow in this thread . Thanks , P
CONFESSIONS OF A STRIPPERBOY.
1. Streaker.
It started with a streak! An unplanned one but a streak nonetheless. I’d just turned sixteen with hormones as rampant as any chap of my age, I was happy walking through the park on that hot summers day, a rare good summer at the end of the 1990’s. A new century on the way and eager to start my adult life. I felt good, young and fit, keen swimmer and footballer without an ounce of fat on me. My mother said I was vain because I looked after my fingernails and didn’t need telling when to have a bath! I’d just been to see my girlfriend of the time, she was the first person I’d had sex with. I knew I was a bit different at fourteen years old when I started to masturbate regularly, I thought about men as well as women when I did it. At first I felt ashamed that my best and most explosive wanks always came when I thought about men, older men and tough men in tight leather clothes. I learned to accept my bisexuality, actually appreciate it and eventually think myself lucky to be a bi boy. I got a buzz when I was with Julie, the girlfriend imagining leather clad guys watching us fuck, urging us on then coming to join us and doing us both, Julie never knew what really made me cumm with her!
No, I didn’t plan my first streak or even do it voluntarily, I got stripped by a gang of bullies in the local park, they were a horrible lot that everyone tried to avoid if they could. They were a big, mixed gang, usually there were five guys and three girls and they picked on people on their own. They got their comeuppance in later years as the people they picked on got older ,bigger and got gangs of their own together but at that time they ruled the roost.
Amongst other things, they had a reputation for debagging lads, throwing their trouser into the pond then throwing stones at their victim as he waded in to get his pants back. They went a bit further with me, they made me run around the park stark naked!
I was thinking about Julie, I liked her a lot, we didn’t go all the way that day but had been having a lot of fun doing everything else. It was such a nice day that I took the long way home through the park. It turned out to be a life changing decision. As I got past the duck pond and was walking down a path between some large rhododendrons I heard a voice behind me.
“Oi, where do yer think you’re fucking goin’?”
Before I could answer there was an arm around my neck and they all came out of the bushes, they made it so that I couldn’t move my arms, I started to kick out but they got my legs and started to take my jeans off.
I was in a panic, thinking. “Oh Shit, I’m in the pond to get them back” and nearly died when I heard one of the gang girls shouting.
“Strip him, fuckin’ take everythin‘ off him“
They pulled my trainers and socks off, my Led Zeppelin T shirt was pulled over my head and virtually ripped off me, they let go of me and all stood round, with me in the middle in just my underpants. I felt like crying, or screaming but there was no way I was letting these bastards know how scared I was. The girl who shouted stood in front of me, started clapping her hands and chanting in my face
“OFF, OFF, OFF!“
I was terrified, and just stood there, she was a big girl and taller than me, she looked down then put her face to mine, her breath stunk of cider and fags. She gave me a peck kiss on the lips, laughed then said
“Take ‘em off lovely, and give ‘em to me, or these lads are gonna kick your head in good and proper and then run off with your clothes”
So I took my underpants down and gave them to her, she started clapping and chanting again, only this time the whole lot of them joined in.
“STREAKER! STREAKER! STREAKER!”
As I’d just been having some fun at Julies house my dick was well awake and was semi, the big girl at least approved, she gave it a little slap and laughed, then turned to her mates.
“Well at least this ones got a proper knob, remember that last one whose pants we took off? Him with the walnut whip dick? Picked the right one to be our streaker didn’t I?”
She looked me up and down again, I put my hands over myself but two of the lads took an arm each and pulled them away, she noticed my lack of pubic hair, the lack of any visible body hair.
“Ooooh look! A shaver! Fucking nice, yer know I might even let yer fuck me later on”
I’d never had much body hair anyway, but I’d seen that in most porn magazines that the stars had all started going smooth, I loved the look so I went body bald more or less from the time that it had started growing using my Mothers lady shaver.
They laughed with her, she was definitely the boss amongst the rabble. I felt strange in that I wasn’t as frightened anymore, it seemed that now they had me naked the threat of violence seemed to have gone, she turned back to me..
“Well, what are you waitin’ for, eh?”
“What do you mean?”
I said back, I knew exactly what she meant but thought if maybe I acted dumb I might get away with just being stripped, her voice had the old threatening tone again and the sneers had returned to the faces of the gang.
“All around the park, then you get your clobber back. And, no covering that cock, I want yer flashin‘ it to everyone”
I emerged from the bushes, totally naked with the whole park in front of me, the gang where behind me and they settled down on the grass with my clothes to watch me do my first streak!
The boss girl told me the route to take, if I didn’t follow it, I wasn’t getting my clothes back. A lap around the duck pond then all the way up the long pathway with lawns either side to the bandstand, up the steps to the bandstand itself and around it, back down the steps and through the tennis courts, then following the paths in between the flower beds and around the café before doing the return journey, “Just so that everyone gets a proper good look at you”, She said.
As it was such a lovely day the place was really busy I was scared but grew in confidence as I ran past the first people to see me and got a wolf whistle from woman. I made to put my hands down as I approached the first people to see me full frontal naked, a group of couples seemingly out for a walk in the sunshine, the guys were smiling and one of the girls said loudly
“Don’t cover it up love. Let it swing” They started laughing as I passed them.
A group of lads playing football on the lawns started to cheer, their girls who had been lounging on the grass behind the goals stood up to see, shouting out “Whoooooh Hoooooh!”
It was absolutely exhilarating, as my confidence grew so did my cock, it had hardened and was bouncing as I ran up the steps to run around the bandstand. With all the commotion from the footballers and their girlfriends it seemed everyone in the park was now looking to see what the fuss was about, all eyes were on me and I loved it, a potentially traumatic experience was turning into the best feeling I’d ever had.
I ran back down the bandstand steps and headed for the tennis courts, I’d been told to run around the three courts on the outside around the mesh fencing but I was enjoying this too much. I opened the gate onto one of the courts where a mixed doubles match was taking place, two thirty something couples stopped their game to watch as I ran naked across their court and jumped over the net, as I got back to the gate I said to them
“Sorry to disturb your game”
“No problem mate, you’ve made my wife’s day. The game was crap anyway!” Said the male half.
“Anytime honey, nice arse by the way” Said the female, laughing before shouting “Go for it Honey!”
I only got one really bad reaction when it went all Benny Hill at one stage, a bloke came running out of the café to chase me.
“Fucking pervert!” He growled as he came out.
The only thing I could think to do was carry on running, I turned back and said to him.
“Sorry, its not my fault”
What I meant by that I’m not sure, but it was all I could think of at the time! He was out of shape and fell over running after me over the large lawns, the people there laughed at him and seemed to be cheering for me as they watched the comical middle aged fat man versus young naked chap chase!
It was over ten minutes or so since starting off before the park keeper came, after apparently being told by an old couple that there was a young lad running around with not a stitch on. He shouted for me to get into the Land Rover and he eventually got my clothes back from the gang after I explained to him what had been going on. The park keeper turned out to be the life changer, what happened next was something that I thought only happened in porn films. He drove to his hut type office where I got my clothes back, but only after he’d had a good feel up of me. It excited me that this middle aged guy was so turned on by me and I got fully hard. My body was still sweating from the running and his hands were dirty from working, as he put his hands over my chest then ran them down my back and arse I was smeared with the mixture.
“Oh my God, I need to cumm” I whispered to him.
“Go ahead, sweet, go ahead, let me watch you”
It only took a couple of minutes, it was the most explosive wank I’d ever had, my legs buckled and I leaned back on a chair to shoot, the cumm flooding out onto my stomach. He rubbed it into my skin.
“Fucking lovely, absolutely lovely” He said as he then took his cock out of his work overalls.
He took even less time than me to cumm as he wanked off over me, spilling onto my body and repeating the rubbing into my stomach and chest.
“Fuck, such a smooth, lovely lad, where the hell did you come from?”
“Oh my fucking God!” was the only reply I could muster, my voice still no more than a whisper.
He showed me to a small washroom at the back of the hut so I could clean myself up and get dressed, he made me a cup of tea and offered to give me a lift home which I accepted. As he drove he started to chat.
“You know, if I had a body like yours lad, I think I’d run around in the nude as well. You really enjoyed it didn’t you?” he was smiling as he said it.
“Well, yeah I did, I was fucking scared at first but yeah, it was pretty great, and, in the hut, wow! I‘ve never done that before. Y’know? With a man there”
“And did you like doing it? With a man there?”
“It was the best wank I’ve ever had”
I really wanted him to take me back, let me do it again, but I let things lie at telling him how much I enjoyed everything.
As he stopped at the end of my street to let me out he got a card out of his pocket and gave it to me.
“Here, take this, its got my home number. I know a lot of people who would just love to see what I saw today. If you don’t ring no problem, but I think you’d have a hell of a lot of fun if you do”
Before we parted he put out his hand to shake.
“I’m Eddie by the way”
“Pauly, pleased to meet you Eddie” I replied with the handshake.
“Not half as pleased as I am to meet you Pauly. That was fate today, think about what I said, ring me, I mean it, you won‘t regret it”
I thought about nothing else for the rest of that day and the next. Who were these friends he mentioned? What sort of fun did he mean? I wanked myself silly thinking about it all. The following evening I rang the number on the card. My new “other” life adventure as a a stripper boy was about to begin.
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