AllAmericanBoyNextDoor

I traveled to Fort Lauderdale a few years ago to do some modeling. The photographer and I were doing a location shoot at the house of a friend of his. The friend was having a Halloween party that Saturday and so he invited me. “A costume party?” I asked. He said yes. I said I didn’t pack a costume on this trip. As I was standing there naked having this conversation with him, he said, well, just come in your birthday suit — come as a streaker! I thought about it a minute and then said okay.

When I arrived on his street that Saturday evening, I could tell the party was well underway because cars were everywhere. I had to park half a block away. In the spirit of truly being a streaker, I figured I’d just go naked from my truck. I took off my clothes in the truck, attached the key to my leather anklet and had a look around outside. It was dark enough and there weren’t people outside on the street (kids were all done trick-or-treating by this hour), so I got up my nerve and just went for it. Just as I got about thirty feet, I saw headlights approaching in the distance. My heart raced. I ducked behind a car until the coast was clear again.

I got up to the house. Fortunately, the door was not locked and I went into the party. It was quite a rush. In fact, it was such a rush, that I wound up with a boner in the first five minutes. The host came up to me and said he wasn’t sure I’d have the nerve to do it. I told him I wasn’t sure either till I got there.

There were about 20-30 men and women there and I was the only one naked. The only person there I had ever met before was the host. The rest were strangers. Needless to say, when you party naked, you make friends pretty fast — especially when they’ve been drinking for awhile.

The host introduced me around and the next thing I know, the partying people are smacking my ass and grabbing my cock and other playfulness, but nothing too hardcore, except for one guy who kept trying to finger me. I was bopping around with a boner most of the night so I guess you have to expect that sort of thing.

I left the party, just as naked as I came in. The street was clearer now because most of the guests had already left. I wondered if I would have a hiding place in needed as I walked back to my truck. Fortunately, there wasn’t anyone out, though I did get a start when a yipping little dog across the street spotted me, but I was almost at my truck by then. I threw my shorts back on and headed back to my hotel for my beauty rest.

All in all, it was a blast and I’d gladly do it again.