Scott's Naked Ordeal Chapter 1 - Taking Out the Trash

Scott's Naked Ordeal- Chapter 1

Taking Out the Trash

At 32, Scott Johnson hated having to move back into his parents house

but its had been increasingly unbearable to continue living with his

soon to be ex-wife once the divorce proceedings began. She had

married him for his handsome blonde boy-next-door looks and for his

smooth muscled body but had left him for money. The sex had been

great at first but as the marriage crumbled, that left Scott alone to

jerk his thick 7 incher off himself or as was still an embarrassing

occurrence, shoot off during his sleep. Even with regular fucking he

still had tendency to spray a hot load into his sheets.

This morning was no different than most as his naked 6 foot 4 frame

lay on the too small twin bed, the sheets tangled around his ankles.

His hot dream causing his thick dick to throb, bumping up and down on

his hairless abs. Dreaming of Sally again. How she'd straddle him,

squeeze his hard cock as she rode up and down moaning his name over

and over increasingly loader as she neared her climax.

"Scott! Scott! Scott!" she screamed as that trembling tingling

feeling started heating up his loins, the fire moving through his big

bull nuts as they contracted a bit to release that first powerful

blast up the shaft of his thick cock. The voice got louder and louder

as he tensed up. "Scott!" His whole body on fire for his orgasm as

the first stream shot out of his cock and splashed on his forehead

face and neck awakening him.

"Scott! Oh my God Scott!" He immediately realized the voice was real.

I'm so sorry son!" His eyes flew open and locked with his mothers for

a few seconds as another two shots rocketed out of his cock and

splashed his face as he saw her quickly duck her head back out of the

room and the door slammed.

"Oh FUCK! As the next few volleys of thick cum covered his chest and

stomach as he lay there red faced and completely embarrassed that his

mother had just seen him not only naked but hard and shooting! "Oh

fuck, on fuck" his balls finally dropping back down between his

muscled thighs and his cock still painfully stiff.

"Dammnit!" he cursed as he disentangled his feet from the sheets and

sat up. The cum dripping between his smooth hard pecs. "Why didn't I

lock the damn door??" he asked himself. "Dammnit!" he cursed again

even as a stream of his sweet cum dripped from his upper lip into his

mouth. Getting up he grabbed his underwear and wiped down his front

and milked his still sensitive softening cock dry and then pulled on

his jeans to head down the hall to the bathroom. "How can I face my

mother now?" He thought.

He headed down the hall and was comforted to see the bathroom as he

had remembered it from his youth. That awful pink flowered tile and

white rugs, but now the old pink flowered shower curtain was gone and

replaced with a larger walk in shower gleaming with chrome and two

huge clear glass doors. What a surprise it was to Scott that his mom

would ever choose this type of shower decor for her and dad. It

looked horribly gaudy to him. Geez, even the back wall was all

mirrored. But he got distracted with his reflection in the mirror.

He smiled as he looked at himself. Yes, he was a handsome guy, short

blonde hair, and a smooth chiseled body from both the gym and his

work on the sanitation trucks. As he lowered his jeans he saw his

side view in the mirrors to the side of him. He smiled again thinking

how Sally loved his hard round behind. Always letting her hands drift

down to it, holding it tight as they made love.

"How could sally turn this prime piece of beef down for that rich

guy?" He pulled his jeans down his thighs and calves and as he bent

over, was greeted to a view of his spread butt cheeks and low hanging

balls. He could almost feel her hands on him, touching him, as his

mind drifted to her again. His cock lengthening at the thought. "I

gotta get to work! Get moving Scott" he thought to himself.

As he stepped into the shower he noticed a few streaks of cum left on

his shoulder and neck. What a morning so far! He soaped up and

started enjoying the shower when he heard "Did you find the towels

and everything you need for your shower Scott?" His mother asked.

"Mom! What are you doing in here!" He whirled around to see her

standing there holding a towel and soup. He turned back again and

realized nothing was hidden at all with the mirrors, and he blushed

red again. "Can I please finish my shower mom?!!! Geez!"

"Oh Scott, Its certainly nothing I haven't seen before, and I must

say you have turned into quite the man!"

"Thanks Mom" he replied still holding his hands over his crotch

though his balls still peaked out and she had an unbroken view of his

glistening butt. He stood there seeing her watching him, then she

turned around and left. "And hurry down for breakfast now. No

Dawdling" and with that the door closed.

"Dammnit again! I have to remember to lock the doors now that Im

stuck here for a bit. Though it startled him to notice his thick dick

had gotten more than half hard. He quickly finished showering and

drying off, wrapping the too small towel she left for him around his

waist. He had to keep one hand on the edges to keep it closed around

his 32" waist and he quickly pushed his cock straight down, but its

shape showed through. He quickly headed down the hall back to his

room to dress but was startled as his mother was in his room stuffing

laundry into a bag. Just as he entered the room he cringed as he saw

her pick up the cum filled briefs he had used this morning. "Mom,

I've got to get ready for work here, Can I please get dressed? And

stop picking up after me, I'm not 18 anymore!"

"Now don't you rush me Scotty. Just because you're all grown up

doesn't mean you cant show me some respect!" Scott noticed that the

whole time her eyes didn't get above his waist making him turn around

again to hide himself from her. She finally finished collecting his

dirty clothes and out the door she went. He quickly checked his

reflection in the mirror and was again blushing seeing how much he

was showing again in front of his mother.

The entire shaft and mushroom head was very very visible thru the

thin wet towel. He quickly grabbed his work bag and pulled out the

few clothes he had collected to bring with him. He had left so

quickly he barely had time to take the clothes he needed. "Oh no!" he

realized he had not brought another pair of briefs, and instead just

found sneakers and a pair of socks not work clothes in his bag. "Well

I must have some stuff still here knowing mom" as he opened the

dresser drawers. He finally found some older clothes that were still

fit to wear. He had put on quite a bit of muscle since he was here

last and none of the jeans fit. After trying several shorts on, he

finally found a pair of old gym shorts that were loose enough to get

over his big thighs and butt and weren't tight enough to display his

cock and balls.

The elastic was almost gone, but their tightness kept them up. Though

thin, you could see the rustle of his cock as he moved, but nothing

obscene. He'd just have to make sure he didn't spread his legs to one

side too much as the left outer seam already had a rip started but it

only went up an inch or so.

He finally found a t-shirt that didn't look painted on his big pecs.

Already pre-cut, no sleeves, and a deep V cut down the center. More

rips and tears ended up in the pits as he pulled it on, but it would

pass for today's pick up route.

He passed on breakfast just as he heard his partner Billy beeping the

horn. As he walked down the sidewalk, he could see the sun starting

to rise.

"What's up Scotty? Sally didn't even let you keep your uniform?"

Billy laughingly teased.

"Shut the fuck up man" Scott said as he slipped into the car. He felt

another rip on the shoulder of his t-shirt as he punched Billy in the

arm.

"Dude, your dork is hanging out, put that thing away before you scare

someone!" Scott quickly looked down to see his dick half out of the

loose leg of his shorts. "Sorry man, no fuckin clothes. I just

hightailed it outta the house so fast, I just couldn't take it

anymore.

"It's ok buddy, it'll be better, now lets get to work." As he

tousled Scott's hair and started needling him in the chest. Scott

felt the rip on the v of his collar rip a little more to make room

for his heavy pecs.

"Hey Johnson, where's your uniform today?" yelled Mr. Schroeder

Scott's boss as they walked into the work area. "And you're late!"

Scott explained what happened and was ready to head to the locker

room for another uniform, but Billy pulled up in the garbage truck

and Mr. Schroeder just said "You don't let Sally take advantage of

you stud. Get going, we'll just consider this dress down day!" as he

slapped him on the ass.

"OK buddy, since you're Mr. Dress Down, I'm driving today. I hate

those hot days out there in this fuckin polyester. Besides maybe

you'll have a little fun showing off as the pick up guy today!" Billy

laughed and started driving away. Scott waited until the trucked

rolled by him, and then grabbed on to the back handle and hoisted

himself up onto the back ledge. "Damn sneakers are too loose without

socks!" he thought as he jammed his left heel back into his sneaker.

Scott hated when Billy drove. Billy always expected Scott to be

quicker and at times barely stopped for him to jump off, empty a can,

then hop back on. Most partners worked out a yell, whistle, or pound

on the side of the truck system, but billy just blasted the radio and

timed things in his head. It was fine with Scott, it was probably

well almost 6am now and the sun was starting to come up.

The earlier they got done, the earlier he could go home and try to

make a plan on what he was going to do with his life. There were a

few cars on the road, and even fewer people. The fewer to see him

dressed like this for sure. He felt strangely odd in his outfit.

Though comfortable, he was still struggling to keep tucking his cock

and balls in every time he got off or back onto the truck. The bumpy

ride was jostling his goods around a bit and alarmingly, he felt his

dick starting to get a little thicker and longer. "Better be careful

buddy" he thought to himself as he willed it back down soft.

On one pickup he had to stretch for some boxes and heard two alarming

rips. The V-cut on his collar lengthened about 2 inches baring his

upper pecs and as he was bending down, the back seam of his shorts

tore and he felt air on his buns. He dumped the trash quickly and

jumped back onto the deck feeling around the back of his shorts. He

was relieved to find just a small half inch rip or so in the seam

down his crack. He signed with relief expecting to feel half his butt

on display but the feeling was short lived as his forearm brushed

against a jagged edge on the vehicle. He pulled back quickly and saw

the slight scratch on his tan muscled forearm.

The next half hour was busy, as they hurried to finish their route

before the rush of traffic that usually began around 7 am. Scott

continued to jump up and off the truck and was actually thinking how

he was enjoying working instead of being upset with thoughts of

Sally, but as he thought her name he thought of her. A mistake. He

started thinking of her, her body, her face, and she and him together

naked in bed. As he hung onto the handle, he could see and feel his

cock starting to hard and push his shorts out.

"Oh fuck! I cant let this happen" as he grimaced, and then noticed a

smiling blonde with a big chest in a jeep next to them. She had her

eyes fixed on his bulge, and she smiled even wider. He smiled back,

and turned and pushed his dick down with his free hand to make it

less noticeable.

He hoped the shorts would help hold it down, but pushing it down the

leg was a mistake and it just ended up slipping out the shorts leg,

the head and and two inches of cock and growing sticking out. The

blonde smiled wider at him, but before he could react to even cover,

Billy swerved a little to avoid some of the potholes.

Scott immediately grabbed the handle with both hands as he was flung

out to the left and he had to fling one leg out to balance himself

with one leg planted firmly on the deck. They swerved back in the

other direction, and fortunately he got swung back to the deck, but

sure enough now his entire dick had slid out as well as his nuts. The

blonde licked her lips as Scott finally was able to struggle to force

it back into his shorts. He got even harder, but it was tucked away

under the waistband.

Thankfully Billy turned off into the industrial area of their route

and Scott was able to end his flash show to the hot blonde. He was

able to calm down a bit, and his dick started to soften, slipping

back into a thick but hanging mode. "Whew! I'm gonna be arrested

flashing people like that" he though to himself. Though as he leaned

up against the truck, he felt a jab from the protruding metal on his

back.

"Dammnit! That hurt!" he bitched. Unfortunately Scott hadn't felt his

shirt hook onto the metal, and when he jumped off the next stop, the

t- shirt stayed hooked. Ripped right down the front of his body

exposing his beautiful chest. Before he could even jump back up and

grab it it fell to the road and the truck kept moving, so he opted to

just jump for the shirt. " Fuck, now what will I do" he pondered as

they drove farther away from his shirt. He now felt more exposed than

ever.

They continued the route through the industrial park on their way

back to their home base. There weren't many people in work yet this

early, and most of the small offices had larger dumpsters so he just

had to hang on as Billy weaved back and forth thru the

streets. "Jesus! Don't you know what a brake is?" Scott yelled but no

response, just the blaring of music from the front cab. Scott moved

back over to the right side of the truck to get ready for the next

upcoming cans. There was an open stretch now where they could compact

the contents of the truck so at the next stop sign he pounded the

side of the truck to signal Billy to start the process.

The large mouth started closing and Scott pulled back a bit to the

side to avoid it, but jammed his butt right onto the jagged edge and

stabbed his right buttcheek. Recoiling from it, Scott slams against

back of the truck, and thinking its his next signal, Billy stops the

compacting and slams his foot on the gas. Caught unaware, Scott loses

his balance as they move, and he lurches back off the truck, but his

shorts are caught and they stretch as Scott falls away from the

truck. As his feet leave the deck, his sneakers stay planted there,

and there's a split second as Scott flails his hands up to grasp the

handle held up only by his shorts. But Billy is driving away too

fast, and the shorts are too weak and thin and as they turn the

corner Scott is flung off the truck.

His shorts ripped right in half dumping Scott NAKED onto the grass,

his sneakers laying on the deck, and his ripped shorts flapping in

the breeze, still hooked onto the back of the truck.

Dazed Scott lays on the grass of an office building. As he shakes his

head he no longer can even hear the truck and as he picks his head

up, he then realizes he's naked. FUCKING NAKED, no shirt, no shorts,

no shoes naked. He quickly gets up and starts to run down the street

but Billy is long gone. Scott ducks behind some bushes, and looks

around and knows it's too early for workers to be in the area. Well

he knows he can wait to see if Billy notices he's not on the truck,

or he will have to find a way home. Damn, I can't let him find me

naked like this as he glances down between his legs and looks at his

big dick and balls. So he decides to make a run for it, its probably

at best 2 miles away from home, but 2 miles in broad daylight. What a

sight he will be, a naked muscleman caught streaking.

He finally takes a deep breath and starts stealthily moving through

the industrial park, and making his way back to the housing

neighborhood. He's managed to avoid being seen, and he's close to

home, now sneaking through backyards. His body is soaked in sweat,

and then unexplainably, he realizes he's getting hard. "What the

fuck!" he curses, as he feels the blood pump in. "Great, now I'm

naked with a hardon!" He tries to concentrate to will it down, and

finally gets it to where it's just hanging thick.

"I better get moving again", and he starts running through the last

few backyards on his way to his parents house. All the flopping

around his dick and balls are doing keeps him thick, and he reaches

down to cup his goods in his hand so he doesn't hurt himself. But his

manhandling of his own meat gets the better of him, and he feels the

blood start pumping again.

"Damnit, not now!" he curses but to no avail, his dick throbs hard to

a full erection. Scott was just two backyards away now, but open

yards with no cover, he'd have to sprint across then scale the fence

of his parent's backyard. His sweat slick body and throbbing cock

made quite a sight. His balls up tight now below his cock.

"Oh God just let me get home as he sprinted past the neighbors

windows. His muscular ass pumping his long strong legs. He knew he'd

be safe soon. Precum started dripping on his legs as his cock rock

hard drooled as he ran to the safety of the fence.

He had begun to hold his dick when he ran as it hurt as it bobbed up

and down, but his touch only got him more turned on, and he was

fighting the urge to empty his nuts. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" he muttered

as he grasped the top of the fence and pulled himself over. Swinging

one leg over, his hard on smashed against the fence and he finally

flung his other leg over and lowered himself into the backyard.

Breathing a sign of relief, he turned around to go into the house.

"Scott! Explain yourself!" his mother yelled from her kneeling

position in the garden. Scott immediately covered his rock hard cock

with his hands, but the touch was all it took. Without warning his

cock erupted, shooting spurt after spurt as he struggled to move away

from his mother, as she sat there open mouthed.

Scott finally came to his sense and ran for the house.

"How can I ever face my mother again!"