Scott's Naked Ordeal Chapter 14 Crazy Greek Gods

 Scott's Naked Ordeal 14 - Crazy Greeks!

Scott missed most of the following week's work recovering from his

mild concussion. Completely bored, he was sick of hanging out at

home now and needed to get out of the apartment. What distressed him

most was being a left-handed stroker. Scott had not been able to jerk

off at all for seven days now because of his healing wrist. Luckily

he had shot off twice in his sleep this week to take a bit of the

edge off, but his overactive cock was still needing more action.

"Damn, I'm going crazy!" Scott thought as he woke up with his usual

throbbing hard on. The precum was smeared all over his abs, and his

big nuts felt like they were loaded with a five pound weight. He

slid his hand up his muscled chest, then back down towards his hard

cock and took it carefully into his fist. "Just a few strokes and

I'll be shooting." He thought. His wrist was stronger now and he

felt no pain this morning as he jerked off.

"BAM BAM BAM!" a loud knocking on the front door shocked him out of

his bliss.

"Shit, Mark's early!" Scott's mind screamed as he speeded up his

stroking trying to shoot. But of course the distraction kept his

orgasm at bay. He stroked faster as Mark continued to bang on the

door, now yelling through it.

"Come on Scott, get up! Joe's waiting for us!" he yelled distracting

Scott even further.

"Why the fuck can you shoot off at every other opportunity, but not

now when I need you to!" Scott mumbled down to his dick. He started

tensing his entire body to try to get his orgasm going but to no

avail. His cock just stood stiff and throbbing, the precum flowing

like mad, but no payoff as his hand slid up and down its thick

length. Mark being outside his door was just distracting him too much.

"Whap Whap Whap!" Scott opened his eyes to see Mark outside the

window across from his bed. "Oh shit!" he quickly grabbed the sheet

to cover himself. Mark's handsome dark haired face lit up with a

smile and he made a jerk off motion with his hand much to Scott's

embarrassment.

"Hey jerk off boy, lets get a move on! Let me in already, we gotta

go!" He yelled pointing towards the front door. Then he was gone from

the window.

"Oh fuck I'll have to hide this cock of mine and take care of it in

the shower I guess." Scott thought as he again heard Mark banging on

his door. He rolled his naked muscled body out of bed and grabbed a

pair of shorts from the floor and pulled them up his muscular legs

and made sure he tucked his thick cock under the waistband to hold it

in place. As he padded towards the door he pulled a t-shirt on over

his thickly built torso checking to make sure his cock was hidden.

Scott turned the lock and opened the door.

"Good morning buddy! As I see, you're UP already!" He jokingly poked

Scott in the abs. Scott cringed a bit and backed away quickly,

feeling Mark's finger just an inch or so away from his sensitive cock

head.

"Yea man, I didn't realize the time. Let me shower and we can get on

the road." Scott said as he turned quickly to get into the bathroom.

He could already feel a bit of precum leaking from his cock head and

smearing onto his abs. "Make some coffee man." He told Mark as he

entered the bathroom. "Damnit!" He mumbled realizing the doors were

still missing from all the rooms. He'd never be able to stroke off

now considering his shower doors were just clear glass. "Looks like

it's cold shower time" Scott thought as he pulled his t shirt off and

dropped his shorts. He made sure he kept his back towards the

hallway and he bent down to adjust the water controls.

"I'm honored to get such a view of your famous butt Scotty! And I

love your tattoo." Mark said with a chuckle as Scott shot upright and

whirled his head around to see him standing in the bathroom doorway.

"Oh man shut the fuck up! You've seen it hundreds of times buddy, now

get outta here while I shower for Chrissakes." Scott shot

back. "It's no different than yours butt buddy, in fact yours is

even bigger and muscular! I'm not the one that the ladies can't

resist, you are!"

Mark laughed a bit at that statement but still didn't leave the

bathroom doorway. "Well I do get my share man." He replied. And he

was right. At 6'2 190, his tanned lightly dark haired covered body

was muscled like Scott's. Amazingly wide huge shoulders tapering

down to a 32" waist. He was definitely all solid muscle. And just

like Scott, he also had a big round muscular butt. Mark's face was

also clean shaven, though mostly he looked like he had a half days

worth of growth on his handsome face.

Scott's cock was still throbbing as he stood there with his back to

his buddy. He looked down on it sticking right out from his body and

cringed. "I'm not going to be able to shower without him seeing

this!" He thought.

Mark spied the tip of Scott's still hard cock when Scott turned a bit

to the side, and a big grin broke out on his face. He now knew that

Scott was trying to hide his hard on from him. He obviously had not

been able to shoot before he had started pounding on the door again

to come in. "Well hurry up there nature boy, we gotta go!" He yelled

out.

"All right already!" Scott shot back over his shoulder. He opened

the shower door and stepped in making sure to keep facing away from

Mark and began soaping up. "I'll be done in a minute buddy can you

just let me shower in peace here? Geez!" He yelled out, but Mark

just droned on about last night's conquest obviously oblivious to

Scott's predicament. Scott shuddered a bit as his soapy hands on his

body made his dick throb. "Fuck, I gotta get a hold of myself here!"

His mind screamed as he could feel his load churning in his swinging

nuts.

"Are you even listening to me?" Mark yelled out again. "I said, what

are you doing at the gym lately? You've gotten even bigger and more

definition in your back now!"

"Well I'll take a picture for you, but for now, stop staring at me!

I'll be done in a minute!" Scott yelled out over the gushing water

sounds. He finally gave up trying to go soft and just decided to

turn the water on cold to soften his cock. Reaching down he spun the

hot water off and the cold spray startled him. Goose pimples

immediately rose all over his smooth chest and his nipples went rock

hard, but luckily the water did the trick and his cock started to go

soft. Within a minute it was just hanging thickly between his

shivering thighs. "Thank God! Scott thought and finally turned around

and shut the water off.

"It's about time!" Mark said. "Now get that little dick of yours

under wraps and lets move it!" He laughed and turned and walked down

the hall.

"Sure man, you're just jealous!" Scott retorted, knowing full well

that Mark was just as equally equipped in the dick department, at

least from what he saw swinging in the locker room. He didn't get a

response as he toweled off and trotted to the bedroom to get dressed.

"This play better not be stupid! Joe's so pissed that both of us

have missed all the rehearsals but he still wants us there." Mark

said. "Supposedly we're mostly non speaking parts so it should be

easy.

Scott pulled on an old pair of white boxers and then his jeans as

they spoke. "Thank god we don't have to speak!" He yelled out.

"Lets go!" Mark yelled out as he barged into the bedroom as Scott was

pulling his t-shirt on. Scott also noticed that a pounding was

beginning in the back of his head. "Damn, that cold water must have

started a headache!"

"All right I'm ready, lets hit the road bud." And with that they were

on their way to pick up Joe.

They arrived at Joe's house, and he was already stomping around the

lawn waiting for them. "Jesus guys, you're late! I thought you were

wimping out on me!" He whined to his friends.

"Nah, we wouldn't do that buddy! We would have been on time if ole

Scotty here didn't have to whack off before we left!" he yelled out,

then laughed heartily.

"Fuck off!" Scott punched Mark in the shoulder and got out of the

car. "Hey Joe, my heads pounding, let me grab some aspirin from you."

"No problem, in the bathroom cabinet, but hurry!" Joe said as Scott

ran into the house. Before he even got to the bathroom he saw the

aspirin bottle on the kitchen counter and quickly tapped a couple

into his big palm and swallowed them quickly and ran back out to his

waiting buddies. He only hoped the headache would subside before they

got to the theater.

By the time they got there Scott's headache seemed to have subsided

but his body felt a little flush. He just chocked it up to being

nervous. "Don't worry about it buddy. Stop being so edgy about this!"

He thought to himself while Joe began telling them both know where

they would be and what they needed to do.

"Mostly you'll just be milling around in the background, stopping and

flexing and posing, then walking more. There are a few props for you

to climb up on so people can see you. There are also a few times

where you'll interact with each other, just listen to the actors

spoken cues for when you need to climb the big mountain, or run, or

fall down, and even a few altercation wrestling fight scenes.

Nothing fancy, just some pushing around is fine." Joe detailed out to

the 4 of them. Scott didn't know the other two guys real well but

recognized them from the gym. "Josh and Steve have done a few

rehearsals, so if either of you get lost, just look to see what

they're doing. Got it?"

"Yup!" Both Scott and Mark nodded. "This should be pretty easy" Said

Scott even as a little wave of heat flushed him. "Geez, calm down

buddy!" He thought.

"Now get in back and change into your costumes and meet by the edge

of the stage, we're just about ready to start!" Joe yelled before he

stomped away to the other actors and started barking orders to them.

The four of them went backstage to the wardrobe room and Scott saw

Josh and Steve strip off their shirts and pants and stand there in

front of them in their briefs, if you could even call them briefs.

Both were in a tiny pair of underwear, nothing more than a pouch and

full seat, with just the waistband at the sides. "What the hell kind

of underwear is that?" Mark laughed heartily.

"Oh Joe didn't tell you?" Josh shot back. But before Scott could

question further Joe and his mother walked into the room and Josh and

Steve ran behind one of the dressing screens. Joe was carrying a box

under one arm

"I'm so glad you all are helping tonight" Joe's mom sang out. "Oh

I'm sorry! I should have knocked! You best give them their costumes

so they're not standing around in their underwear all night!" She

commanded Joe. "You guys best get into them quickly though, we're

almost ready to start." She went on as she walked over to the other

side of the room and turned her back for their privacy. There were

screens to shield them from her eyes anyway as she busied herself

with the other props. Though being over 6 foot, both Scott and Mark's

heads were still above the tops of the screens.

"Ok guys, lets hurry up here before she has a coronary!" Joe

whispered as he reached into the box and started handing out the

costumes. Scott was handed some white material and some weird

looking leather straps as were the other 3 actors.

"Where's the rest of it?" Scott whispered as he held up what looked

like a torn piece of bedsheet about 3 feet long and maybe 8 or 9

inches wide.

"Yea man what gives?" Mark questioned a little too loudly eliciting a

comment from Joe's mother.

"Is everything ok?" She called out over her shoulder, making a

production of putting one hand up to shield her eyes as she turned

around halfway.

"Sure Mom, we're ok. We'll all be ready in a minute" Joe called out

as he stripped off his t-shirt and dropped his jeans, also revealing

a tiny pair of posing briefs. "Come on you two, get stripped down so

we can get dressed." Joe directed Scott and Mark in a hushed but

stern voice.

Scott and Mark both stripped off their shirts and took down their

jeans and stood there in their big boxers as the others tied their

costumes around their waists and put the straps on their shoulders to

simulate Greek warriors. "Now I know why they have those tiny posing

straps on!" Scott thought as he and Mark just exchanged knowing

looks. He watched mark start wrapping the small swatch of fabric

around his waist then tying it tight but it looked ridiculous with

his boxers hanging several inches below it. He started tucking them

up under the makeshift skirt but they kept falling down again.

"Geez you two, I told you to wear briefs!" Joe whined.

"You did not!" Mark countered. "NOW what are we going to do." Scott

was also having the same problem tucking his boxer legs up as his

shorts were even baggier and longer.

"Is there a problem sweetie? Joe's mom again called out hearing the

whispering voices.

"No, No, we're ok! We'll be right out!" Joe yelled back. "Nothing

to worry about!" Then turning to Scott and Mark he whispered, "Lose

the boxers now, that looks ridiculous!"

"What? You can't be serious!" Scott tersely whispered back. "I'm

not doing this!" He hastily tied the fabric tighter and pushed the

boxer legs way up so they disappeared. "See it will be fine!" He

said. The thought of going commando under just this small costume

was beyond him, especially in front of an audience. "There's no way

I'm going to do it!" he thought.

"NOW!" Joe whispered through gritted teeth. "Mom will kill me if we

screw this up. Please!" He begged.

"Ok Ok buddy!" Mark whispered and looked at Scott, then reached under

the fabric and let his boxers drop. "See man, it won't be bad, we

only have to stand around anyway." He said to Scott though the

feeling of his swinging dick and nuts under the material was a little

unnerving. "You can't see anything" he went on as he bent over to

look down at himself.

Scott felt a wave of heat flush over his entire body as he also

reached under and pulled his boxers down and let them fall. "I can't

believe you're making me do this!" he whispered to Joe. "You owe us

bigtime!" His dick and balls were now swinging free under his

costume. He was more a grower than a shower, but even soft his dick

swung a good 4 inches.

"Jesus, you've got to pull it down a bit more on your hips man, your

cockhead and nuts are still showing damnnit! Fuck, how the hell did

you two screw this up!" Joe ranted at Scott.

Pulling down the material, he settled it far down on his waist and

tied it tight. Scott bent over to look and was satisfied that he was

sufficiently covered. "Well at least I'll be too scared and nervous

out there to have any accidents! I wish I had been able to jerk off

this morning though!" he thought as he felt a little tingly now all

over his body from his nervousness.

Scott looked over at Mark standing there and was ready to back out of

the whole thing. He thought he could see the outline of Mark's cock

through the material, then looked down at his own crotch and it was

bulging out in front of him. As he walked it swung a bit. "Fuck!

Walk slower!" he commanded himself.

Before he could back out though Joe yelled out to his mother that

they were ready and she came waved them all out of the room. "You

all look like perfect Greek gods! And Scott darling, you've certainly

gotten a lot more muscular since I've seen you last! Single life

must be doing you good!" she said with a smile as Scott blushed red,

though his whole body seemed like it was flushed at this point.

"The show will begin boys!" She sang out as they followed her to the

stage.