Scott's Naked Ordeal Chapter 7 Mountain Solitude

Scott's Naked Ordeal 7 - Mountain Solitude

Scott couldn't believe the morning's events as he replayed them in

his mind in the long taxi ride up to his buddy Joe's mountain cabin.

He never felt so exposed and naked in his whole life in that panicked

airport crowd.

"Well thankfully no cameras or pictures this time!" he thought to

himself in relief. Looking down at himself, he couldn't imagine what

the cab driver must have been thinking as he pulled up to him at the

curb of the airport. Barefoot, in way too baggy shorts, and a too

tight t shirt. "That's OK" he figured, "No one will see me until we

get to the cabin I'll just make due with some of Joe's old stuff

there to wear. He's not that much smaller than me."

The cab driver peeked into his rear view mirror again and stared at

the handsome blonde hunk in his backseat. "What a STUD!" he

thought. Scott's bulging muscles were rippling under his shirt, the

biceps flexing with every movement of his arms.

"How much further buddy?" Scott's voice snapped him out of his

staring. "Well according to this address, just another 20 minutes or

so. You're going waaaaaaay out into the country buddy. Going out

there for some fun?" The driver asked.

"Hell yeah!" Scott replied, "I'm needing some good old fashioned

relaxation and bonding with nature!" He said with a smirk. He

thought of how he'd been close to nature several times now without a

stitch of clothing on. "Just get me there fast buddy! I can hardly

wait now!"

The road wound through the mountains and Scott slowly felt himself

falling asleep. He closed his eyes and laid his head back on the

seat. The crunching gravel woke him slightly as they turned onto a

dirt road, and after what seemed an eternity they stopped in front of

a small dirt driveway. "Here you go Sir, you're here in the middle

of nowhere, I don't think there's a soul for miles! Have a great

weekend, I'll be back to pick you up on Monday morning at 10

alright?"

"Great man!" Scott woke up and stretched, hearing the tight t-shirt

rip a bit under his arms. "Oops, Yea that would be just fine buddy."

Scott replied as he pulled out the fare and stepped out from the

car. The dirt felt cool on his still bare feet.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Scott groaned out as the taxi took off, and he began to

revel in the solitude of it all. "Not a sound!" he thought in

amazement as nothing but stillness and quiet surrounded the mountain

cabin. "Well it certainly looks a little rustic" he thought as he

looked at the wood cabin. "But it's my retreat from the world for a

few days."

Stripping out of his shirt he was glad to finally get the

uncomfortable garment off. He then bent down to retrieve the hidden

key under the mat then entered the cabin. "It's certainly not the

Hilton!" he exclaimed as he surveyed the rustic environment. The

large living room centered around a big stone fireplace with a

kitchen to one side.

"First things first, I need a shower!" He thought as he strolled into

the bedroom. He could feel his big nuts swinging between his legs

under the loose shorts. Without underwear on, they caught every once

in a while between his muscular thighs causing him to wince. "HA!"

Scott broke out in a laugh as he looked at Joe's "sex pad" The satin

sheets on the Italian mica bed looked completely alien in the

mountain rustic cabin. "I wonder how many babes he's brought up here

for a wild weekend? HAHAHA!" As he looked around the large room, he

spied a few closet doors, then one larger one that had to be the

bathroom.

"What's this?" Scott wondered as he just saw a toilet and sink in the

room. "Maybe there's another bathroom with a shower or tub in it."

He thought. Scott walked back out into the living room, rubbing his

big muscled pecs absentmindedly. He looked around and spied another

door next to the bedroom, but it only opened up to the outside.

"Well I'll be damned, that's just beautiful!" he exclaimed as he saw

the flagstone path leading towards the edge of the hill the cabin sat

on. Nothing but beautiful mountains in the distance, and as he got

closer, he could look down the hill at the woods and the river down

below. He was starting to sweat a bit now in the afternoon sun, and

his muscled shoulders and pecs glistened in the sunlight. As he

stretched again, even he smelled his musky odor.

"Ok, now to find the shower." As he turned to go back into the house,

he noticed it. Another branch of the stone path broke off and led to

two large shower heads out in the open air behind the back wall of

the house. "Well I guess if I really am miles from anyone else, that

won't be a problem!" So he slipped his thumbs into his shorts and

shucked them down over his smooth muscled bubble butt, and down his

thighs. His thick cock and balls swung free as he kicked the shorts

off to the side.

He strode over to the stoned area and spun the handles of the water

and a light spray started to drip. "Ahhhhh this is great nature

boy!" he mused and laughed a bit as he enjoyed the outdoor shower in

the sun. The water was tepid, but not too cold or too hot. He found

some soap in a tray on a ledge on the back of the house and started

soaping up his muscled body. The sun was beating down on him

warming everything up, and he started getting a little turned on by

the situation as he soaped up his heavy balls and thick dick.

His dick began to grow and its pendulous thickening distracted him

while he soaped up his upper body and pits. Soon it was sticking

straight out from his body. "MMMMM I guess we'll just have to take

care of you there buddy" Scott thought as his hand wrapped itself

around his 7" cock and started stroking. His low hanging balls

slapping a bit on his thighs. "This is fucking great!" he thought as

he stared up at the clear blue sky and the water cascaded over his

muscular body. He always loved jerking off in the shower, but he'd

never done it in the warm sun like this.

Stroking up and down his cock had his body trembling, his legs

tensing, and his beautiful smooth butt clenching a bit in preparation

of shooting. Scott's pecs and stroking arm bicep flexed sexily as

he continued his self pleasure. He was just about to let go of his

load and tensed up all his muscles.

"Hey who are you? You're not Joe! What are you doing here?" a voice

called out surprising Scott. He whipped his head around and

immediately stopped stroking his cock, but gripping it tightly

attempting to hold back his load.

"Oh Fuck! Who are you?" he questioned back completely embarrassed

now, not wanting to turn around completely so whoever it was wouldn't

see what he was doing. "I'm staying here this weekend, I'm a buddy

of Joe's I swear!" Cocking his head far enough back to see two women

and a man with a big black dog standing at the corner of the

house. "Can you get outta here until I finish my shower?" The blush

rushing to his face. He stood there motionless now his back to the

group of people.

"Joe didn't mention anyone coming up here. We always check up on the

place when he's not around. How do we know you're not a

trespasser!" the woman yelled out.

"I'm not, I'm Scott, a friend of Joe's!" he yelled back. Trembling

now under the water. "Fuck, they are probably staring at my butt!

They must know I was jerking off!" His mind screamed in

embarrassment. He realized his only clothing, the shorts were

between him and the people and so was the entry door back into the

house. "I can't even get inside without them seeing my cock. And if

it doesn't go down, I won't have a shot at hiding it!" He cupped

both hands around his crotch to try to, but his balls hung too low,

and his cock was just to long and thick.

"I think you better just come along now buddy!" the man spoke.

Louder now, Then Scott realized they had come closer to him. "Hey,

let me get some clothes on, and I'll talk with you, alright? I'm

fucking naked!" Scott pleaded nervous now that they were getting

closer. He cradled his nuts into one palm as best he could and tried

to hide his dick with his hands and under his wrist. He took a deep

breath and turned to face the strangers.

"What a sight I must be for them!" Scott mused. I hope they don't

know what I was doing out here!" Blushing furiously now. He saw the

two women looking him over, immediately dropping their eyes to his

hopefully hidden crotch. "Just let me get dressed now, OK?" he asked

again, the women blocking his entrance into the cabin now. He took

another step and looked down to find his shorts. His hard cock

throbbing for release, he could feel his hot juice dripping.

"Just stay right there buddy, don't move!" the man yelled out to him

and Scott saw the dog starting to lunge a bit towards him.

"Keep that dog away man!" Scott yelled back as he inched closer to

his shorts. He started to reach down with one hand, and kept the

other hand over his nuts and his dick barely behind his arm, but the

dog lunged forward scaring Scott as he recoiled backwards from the

shorts as the dog grabbed them in his snarling mouth.

The flagstones were too slippery and Scott's wet feet went out from

under him and he immediately threw both hands out to try to break his

fall as he landed square on his muscled butt with a thump. Both

women gasped as they saw his rock hard cock spring out and slap up

against his abs burping out a stream of precum on them as he landed.

The feeling of his impending orgasm overwhelming him as he felt the

juice surge in his balls, eager to follow that first stream.

"Oh shit!" Scott clamped his hands back over his throbbing crotch as

they all hovered around him. "I'm a friend of Joe's, I swear! Call

him if you want, just let me get dressed and we can sort this all

out!" Now panicking with them bearing down on his wet naked body.

"What are you, some kind of Pervert? The man questioned eyeing

Scott's crotch

"I'm sorry! I was just feeling good in the shower man! Come on, let

me get dressed!" he pleaded again, the man's dogs snarling with his

shorts in his mouth at his cowering form as he got to his knees, arms

and hands still clamped over himself.

"I can't believe this!" his mind screamed, "I'm supposed to be up

here alone! Not naked and hard again in front of some complete

strangers! As his naked situation again had him blushing. Even worse

now, all the activity of his hands on his dick had it throbbing and

threatening to spit its juice. "No, calm down Scott!" He tried to

will the feeling away.

He saw the women now looking at him hungrily, and that damn snarling

dog still pulling at its leash. Scott slid his butt backwards on the

wet stone to get farther away from them, then the dog lunged forward,

and Scott instinctively threw his arms up to defend himself, again

revealing his throbbing hard on. Another shot of precum spurted a

few inches out into the air uncontrollably "Oh shit!!" he yelled

realizing his exposure and shoved his hands into his crotch again.

"Now look here buddy! There's women present!" the man started to say.

But Scott barely heard him.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck!" he mumbled, as the friction of his hands

again brushing his on edge dick pushed him over the brink. He felt

the cum rocket out of his balls and up his thick shaft and he pushed

his hands harder to cover himself, but it spurted past his clasped

fingers. "NO!" but to no avail, the cum shot out of his cock,

soaking his hands, dripping through his clenched fingers as he 

sat there shaking from his orgasm.

Finally finished, his eyes opened to the women staring open mouthed

at him, and the man still yelling at him "You pervert! No friend of

Joe's would be like this!"

"Please man, I'll explain everything" Scott barely got out,

breathing heavy now, and blushing again in his embarrassment. Cum was

literally dripping from his clenched hands as he sat there pulling

his legs up tight to try to hide himself. "Just give me my shorts

and let me get dressed!" He begged. His head down still not able to

look the people in the eyes. Little did he know he was now exposing

his butt and a even his hole to the woman in front of him.

"We'll wait out front for you mister" the man said, reaching down and

ripping the shorts out of the dogs mouth, not without a struggle, and

Scott noticed they tore a bit. He threw the shorts at Scott and they

all turned around and disappeared around the corner of the cabin.

"Oh Christ, I cant believe that happened to me again!" totally

embarrassed at cumming in public. He stood up and rinsed off the cum

from his still thick cock and his hands and abs. "Oh no!" he saw the

big tears in the shorts as he started to pull them on. a few big

tears in the back exposed his butt, and several in the front gave

flashes of his cock and low hanging balls. Even the waistband had a

big tear releasing the elasticity so they were held up just by his

jutting muscle butt, sagging well down to his pubes in the

front. "I'll find some clothes inside first" he thought.

"We're waiting!" the man yelled, so Scott abandoned his thought to

find clothes and walked out to the front of the cabin.

After all was said and done, an embarrassed Scott finally walked

back into the cabin. The accusing group satisfied that he was indeed

a friend of Joe's headed back up the road to leave him alone.

"Jesus! I can't believe I had to stand there in these shorts" Scott

thought, knowing the women were seeing flashes of flesh every time he

moved. Hell, even his cock head had slid out a tear once and he had

to tuck it back in causing Scott to be even more embarrassed.

"Well I might as well cook something to eat then hit the bed here" As

he rummaged in the kitchen finding some canned stuff to heat up on

the stove. He ate in a hurry and now full and tired he stripped the

ruined shorts off and headed into the bedroom. Again letting his

cock and balls swing free. His muscled ass a perfect picture as he

walked then threw himself onto the bed.

"MMMM" the silky sheets caressing his naked body. He rolled his

smooth muscled body around a bit, indulging himself in the tingly

feeling of the sheets on his skin. His cock started stiffening just

as he fell into a deep sleep.