Stranded Without Clothes

I wonder what made walking out of the room naked to be so common. I wonder if it’s the thrill.
Apparently, being locked out of your hotel room naked is a thing. I was a bystander once at at upscale hotel. I was at the front desk checking in late when a guy sheepishly crept up starkers while trying to cover himself with a filled ice bucket. He’d made an ice run nude and locked his key inside his room. Security was called to sort the situation. The desk clerk just said to me “happens all the time”. When asked, the clerk said that the protocol is for security to ask the person to identify some things in the room and they then verify the info before they let the person in. My mind leapt to things like “um, I left gay porn running on the TV and there are a couple used condoms next to the bed.” I really think they just want to see some ID, but it’s fun to speculate.
 
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Have been naked at hotels and done the walk of shame to registration.Have been naked in dorm halls.Last year we guys would do early morning showers down at the girls end of floor.Little did I know my roommate alerted everyone one morning.They snuck in and took my towel and Calvins.I went into the hallway in only my tanline to the applause of the whole floor.I tried to cover myself but the guys escorted me with my arms behind my back.My dick waving up and down as I went down the hall.
Sounds like fun! What college was it?
 
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I didn't experience this myself but I saw this in my dorm. It happened a few years ago. One night after showering, when I was walking out of the bathroom, I saw a naked guy staying in a shower stall with the door open. This was weird to me because in the bathroom I usually didn't see much nudity, and people usually just changed and showered in the shower stalls. So I stopped and looked at him. Maybe because I paid too much attention to his lower body, he just covered his dick with one hand. He looked so embarrassed so I didn't keep staring. I noticed he didn't have any clothes or towels with him, and that was strange for someone who was showering. I thought this guy must have been pranked so I asked if he needed help. I then gave him my towel so that he could at least cover himself properly and walked back to his room. Later I met this guy in another occasion and found out that he was actually a friend of my friend. But I never told anyone that I met him this way.
 
I didn't experience this myself but I saw this in my dorm. It happened a few years ago. One night after showering, when I was walking out of the bathroom, I saw a naked guy staying in a shower stall with the door open. This was weird to me because in the bathroom I usually didn't see much nudity, and people usually just changed and showered in the shower stalls. So I stopped and looked at him. Maybe because I paid too much attention to his lower body, he just covered his dick with one hand. He looked so embarrassed so I didn't keep staring. I noticed he didn't have any clothes or towels with him, and that was strange for someone who was showering. I thought this guy must have been pranked so I asked if he needed help. I then gave him my towel so that he could at least cover himself properly and walked back to his room. Later I met this guy in another occasion and found out that he was actually a friend of my friend. But I never told anyone that I met him this way.
You are def a cool guy---
 
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Have always had a fascination not only with exhibitionism, but with being stranded or “stuck” naked. Anyone else? Any stories or relevant videos?

My own experience with it:
Couple of years ago, some friends and I were staying downtown for a bachelor party. The hotel had a 24-hour pool and fitness center on the 5th floor. After spending the night bar-hopping and getting pretty sloshed, we had to great idea to hit up the pool before bed. It was about 4:00am, and the fitness center and pool were completely empty. We find the hot tub on a balcony overlooking the city, and decided to relax.

We were goofing off and joking around, and one of the guys slips his trunks off and toss them out of the tub. We all quickly follow suit. However, my dumbass threw a little too hard and my trunks flew over the railing and landed on the roof of the lower level.

Since it was the middle of the night, they’re weren’t any staff in the fitness center, and no one had restocked towels. So I got to ride 14 floors back up to our rooms butt-ass naked.[/QUOTE

What a cute experiencse, lol!
 
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About a year ago I was at a local nudist resort where I attend regularly. The particular evening being discussed I had packed up everything, and placed the items in my pickup. I closed the door and discovered that the keys to the truck had slipped off of my keyring. My cell phone and billfold were also visible lying on the back seat of the truck. The only items I had readily available were the flipflops on my feet and the key to my apartment. My initial response was, "What am I going to do." You see I lived 45 miles, one hours drive away. I went to the swimming pool area and spoke with two male friends of mine about getting a ride, for which I was willing to pay, to my apartment. That would have been over 2 hours round trip. Both friends mentioned that they had been drinking and had no business on the highway. I proceeded to the business office to see if there was someone tbere who could take me or permit me to use the phone to call for assistance. As I opened the office door several employees voiced concern that I was not to come inside as I had no mask. One of the employees came oitside and I explained my situation. I asked if I could use the phone to call for assistance. This was denied. A woman standing behind me said that she would be glad to take me home to get clothes and the spare truck key. I proceeded to tell her that I had no clothes to wear during the journey. She mentioned that I could wear her husband's robe. She left on her bike to get the robe and her car. She was staying in a camper on the grounds. Five, ten, fifteen, nearly 20 minutes passes. She did not show up. I thought that she had told her husband what she had offered to do. She did arrive along with a robe. The robe was a short dinner jacket robe. When I put it on my penis peeked out below. Carefully I adjusted the robe, entered her car and we left for the trip. As we were traveling she mentioned that her husband had died just short of a year before. The robe had been an item of his which she had not parted with yet. During the rest of the trip I thought, "I hope none of my neighbors would see me when we got to thw apartment. " As luck would have it there was no one around when we oulled in front of the apartment building. I went inside, got dressed, retrieved my spare truck key and returned to the car. We continued small talk one the return trip to the resort. That was 11 months ago. The lady and I are best of friends. BTW I offered to pay her for the favor. She refused. Today many of the people who come there to relax know about the situation and often joke about it.
 
About a year ago I was at a local nudist resort where I attend regularly. The particular evening being discussed I had packed up everything, and placed the items in my pickup. I closed the door and discovered that the keys to the truck had slipped off of my keyring. My cell phone and billfold were also visible lying on the back seat of the truck. The only items I had readily available were the flipflops on my feet and the key to my apartment. My initial response was, "What am I going to do." You see I lived 45 miles, one hours drive away. I went to the swimming pool area and spoke with two male friends of mine about getting a ride, for which I was willing to pay, to my apartment. That would have been over 2 hours round trip. Both friends mentioned that they had been drinking and had no business on the highway. I proceeded to the business office to see if there was someone tbere who could take me or permit me to use the phone to call for assistance. As I opened the office door several employees voiced concern that I was not to come inside as I had no mask. One of the employees came oitside and I explained my situation. I asked if I could use the phone to call for assistance. This was denied. A woman standing behind me said that she would be glad to take me home to get clothes and the spare truck key. I proceeded to tell her that I had no clothes to wear during the journey. She mentioned that I could wear her husband's robe. She left on her bike to get the robe and her car. She was staying in a camper on the grounds. Five, ten, fifteen, nearly 20 minutes passes. She did not show up. I thought that she had told her husband what she had offered to do. She did arrive along with a robe. The robe was a short dinner jacket robe. When I put it on my penis peeked out below. Carefully I adjusted the robe, entered her car and we left for the trip. As we were traveling she mentioned that her husband had died just short of a year before. The robe had been an item of his which she had not parted with yet. During the rest of the trip I thought, "I hope none of my neighbors would see me when we got to thw apartment. " As luck would have it there was no one around when we oulled in front of the apartment building. I went inside, got dressed, retrieved my spare truck key and returned to the car. We continued small talk one the return trip to the resort. That was 11 months ago. The lady and I are best of friends. BTW I offered to pay her for the favor. She refused. Today many of the people who come there to relax know about the situation and often joke about it.
Great story! I used to belong to a nudist resort too and I have found that nudists are the nicest people! They literally have nothing to hide (no pun intended). I would have taken you home on the roundtrip too if I hadn't been drinking.
 
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Great story! I used to belong to a nudist resort too and I have found that nudists are the nicest people! They literally have nothing to hide (no pun intended). I would have taken you home on the roundtrip too if I hadn't been drinking.

Nice people - wouldn't let him use the phone?
 
Have always had a fascination not only with exhibitionism, but with being stranded or “stuck” naked. Anyone else? Any stories or relevant videos?

My own experience with it:
Couple of years ago, some friends and I were staying downtown for a bachelor party. The hotel had a 24-hour pool and fitness center on the 5th floor. After spending the night bar-hopping and getting pretty sloshed, we had to great idea to hit up the pool before bed. It was about 4:00am, and the fitness center and pool were completely empty. We find the hot tub on a balcony overlooking the city, and decided to relax.

We were goofing off and joking around, and one of the guys slips his trunks off and toss them out of the tub. We all quickly follow suit. However, my dumbass threw a little too hard and my trunks flew over the railing and landed on the roof of the lower level.

Since it was the middle of the night, they’re weren’t any staff in the fitness center, and no one had restocked towels. So I got to ride 14 floors back up to our rooms butt-ass naked.
Does being held at gunpoint naked by the police qualify for this thread?
If not, disregard.
This happened about 12 years ago and I won't embellish it a bit. I was 12 years ago living in a rented townhouse, being new to this awful city. I had installed a burglar alarm, not knowing if I really needed it or not. One night we had a heavy thunderstorm with toad strangling rain. The water seeped into a buried power line and shorted out power to most of the units. In my case, the downstairs was without power, but upstairs was fine, dry, with air conditioning functioning. The manager of the complex arranged for hotel rooms for all the residents without power. She knocked on my door and offered me a hotel room but I declined since I still had power upstairs in my bedroom, and thanked her. Something caused my burglar alarm to beep, not really alarming, but I hit the reset button (I thought) and it silenced. With all the excitement over I went into my bedroom and as usual put on some porn. I lay down and relaxed & was close to getting off, wanking away when there was another knock on the door. I started to ignore it, thinking it was another employee wanting to offer me a hotel room, but, with raging erection, I dashed downstairs, porn still running, and intended to peek out the door and decline the offer. I peeked out the door but saw COPS WITH GUNS drawn and pointed at me and bright flashlights pointed in my face. (I had pressed the 'Silent Alarm' by mistake on my alarm system!) They ordered my hands up, they pushed the door fully open and told me to stand against the wall. So there I was with full hardon fully naked and four cops with bright lights glaring in my face and on my cock. One light remained on my face and the others all went down to shine on my very large erection, and they looked with special interest it seemed. In those days people thought I was a hot guy, and I am very well endowed ...sort of in the extreme. I'm surprised I was still hard and remained so nearly until they left. I wasn't scared, they were not intimidating. I explained the accidental silent alarm, but understandably they still had to check. "Is anyone else here?" No, I'm alone. Two cops brushed by me into the dark living room and another ordered me to go upstairs. I went up the stairs with the cop directly behind me. I could see from my shadow that his light was focused on my bare ass as we went up and into the bedroom, porn playing on the TV, bedroom lights on. He looked around and talked briefly seeing everything was ok and that it really was a false alarm, but as he talked he was looking at my cock, still fully up and pulsing, maybe starting to go down. He was by now very polite. I'm not sure, but it really looked like he had a stiffy in his pants, a long upward bulge, but it could have been some police equipment, I'll never know. He lingered a bit, answered a call from a cop downstairs and told me to go back downstairs, and we did. They conferred with each other & agreed all was well. They were polite and friendly, relieved or amused, I don't know, but as they left, in the dark downstairs, those flashlights remained pointed at my junk. We laughed, they left, and I went back upstairs and finished my business. That's all. I guess it was a bit boring.... but true.
 
Great story mate glad you told it and they must have talked about it for weeks later
It’s obvious they enjoyed it or they would have allowed you to at least put a gown on!!!
 
Does being held at gunpoint naked by the police qualify for this thread?
If not, disregard.
This happened about 12 years ago and I won't embellish it a bit. I was 12 years ago living in a rented townhouse, being new to this awful city. I had installed a burglar alarm, not knowing if I really needed it or not. One night we had a heavy thunderstorm with toad strangling rain. The water seeped into a buried power line and shorted out power to most of the units. In my case, the downstairs was without power, but upstairs was fine, dry, with air conditioning functioning. The manager of the complex arranged for hotel rooms for all the residents without power. She knocked on my door and offered me a hotel room but I declined since I still had power upstairs in my bedroom, and thanked her. Something caused my burglar alarm to beep, not really alarming, but I hit the reset button (I thought) and it silenced. With all the excitement over I went into my bedroom and as usual put on some porn. I lay down and relaxed & was close to getting off, wanking away when there was another knock on the door. I started to ignore it, thinking it was another employee wanting to offer me a hotel room, but, with raging erection, I dashed downstairs, porn still running, and intended to peek out the door and decline the offer. I peeked out the door but saw COPS WITH GUNS drawn and pointed at me and bright flashlights pointed in my face. (I had pressed the 'Silent Alarm' by mistake on my alarm system!) They ordered my hands up, they pushed the door fully open and told me to stand against the wall. So there I was with full hardon fully naked and four cops with bright lights glaring in my face and on my cock. One light remained on my face and the others all went down to shine on my very large erection, and they looked with special interest it seemed. In those days people thought I was a hot guy, and I am very well endowed ...sort of in the extreme. I'm surprised I was still hard and remained so nearly until they left. I wasn't scared, they were not intimidating. I explained the accidental silent alarm, but understandably they still had to check. "Is anyone else here?" No, I'm alone. Two cops brushed by me into the dark living room and another ordered me to go upstairs. I went up the stairs with the cop directly behind me. I could see from my shadow that his light was focused on my bare ass as we went up and into the bedroom, porn playing on the TV, bedroom lights on. He looked around and talked briefly seeing everything was ok and that it really was a false alarm, but as he talked he was looking at my cock, still fully up and pulsing, maybe starting to go down. He was by now very polite. I'm not sure, but it really looked like he had a stiffy in his pants, a long upward bulge, but it could have been some police equipment, I'll never know. He lingered a bit, answered a call from a cop downstairs and told me to go back downstairs, and we did. They conferred with each other & agreed all was well. They were polite and friendly, relieved or amused, I don't know, but as they left, in the dark downstairs, those flashlights remained pointed at my junk. We laughed, they left, and I went back upstairs and finished my business. That's all. I guess it was a bit boring.... but true.
Not a BIT fkkn boring--it is amusing, but fkkn hot af--COPS shining theer lights on your boner!!! hahaha---with at least one maybe growing one himself!
 
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