Nake Ed Professional Streaker

I set my phone alarm for 2:30 and when I woke up walked to the nearby apartment complex. I could make out the path this time. I had a little difficulty finding the turn of but did. I left shorts and a shirt with my water bottle and a flashlight to illuminate them and walked to the complex wearing only some old shorts.

I walked through the quiet complex all the way to the other side where I planned to take off my shorts and streak back. But I got afraid of such a long run with increased risk so I walked back. I got the nerve to pull of my shorts and put them in a trash can at a place much closer go where I'd entered and took off at a brisk walk. I stopped to pull off my flip flops so that I could go faster. But I can't go too fast because of my knee replacement.

I had the usual what the hell am I doing here feeling but made it to the path entrance without any other excitement. I had to stop and impatiently put on my flip flops before walking onto the path. I returned to my clothes and picked up my shorts and water bottle carrying them. I realized I'd left the shirt behind but decided not to go back and get it.

i set my alarm for 3am the other night. It went off and woke me but i was too comfortable in bed. i didn't have the gumption that spark that would push me out the door and to a streaking adventure. i planned one that would require a lot of walking and i did not feel like taking a hike. i couldn't get back to sleep anyway so I might as well have streaked.

I believe further down this blog is an entry where I said that 2025 would be the year I went Public, became a Professional Streaker. Well it is here! Give me a dare and tell me how much you'll play me, or what non-monetary award you might offer. The number one rule Is I only streak butt naked, zero clothing, no shoes, no watches, no rings nada. And I don't carry anything. The number two rule is I'll hug women and let them touch me. I even go all the way.

Here is my number put out into the dangerous world. 2055169409.

Please text only. And include the treason, not just a Hello out of the blue. Say I saw your post.

After all these years I finally streaked in a heavy rain. A thunderstorm. I had planned to streak that night and had my alarm set for 3AM. It went off but I felt sleepy and didn't feel like streaking, but then I heard rain pouring down, and thunder and knew this is what I had been waiting for. I was sleeping naked so all I had to do was put on those shoes that cling to the feet and water socks, but I could not get them on. As I struggled I was impatient lest the rain stop before I was done, but I needn't have worried. I put my regular shoes and socks on and exited out my back door. I thought the rain felt a little cold and unpleasant but I kept going through my back gate and up the steep hill. I made it to the top and made my way to where a fallen tree made a breach in the fence.

I entered the woods and found the path. I followed the path that goes uphill. I felt out of breath. I had hardly started the streak and wondered If I could make it. I reached the point where the path ended and looked at the brightly lit buildings. I paused here to catch my breath but it seemed I'd have to wait a long time. So after a few minutes, I dashed out between two buildings into the complex. I turned left in the parking area and jogged. I saw a car blink its brake lights and thought about turning back, but I had gone too far. I moved to the other side of the parking area but still passed the car and might have actually given them a better view. It looked like a friendly sighting.

I lost energy and could barely go on but knew I had to. I was committed. I realized I was right out there vulnerable. I made it to a steep embankment. Going down it cut the run short at the expense of difficulty. I tried to slide and was somewhat successful then got up again and stumbled down walking through a thick puddle. Now back on the pavement, I headed for the other trail entrance. It was supposed to be wide and easy to see but I couldn't find it. I had to keep moving so I forced my way through probably the thickest part. Branches slashed my skin, some of the slashes in places where I would never show anyone unless the injury was bad then I would have to come up with some reason. At least I was next to the fence and could follow it. The area was pretty clear of obstructions and occasional lighting helped me navigate. I got to a fallen tree but it was too thin and the fence wasn't completely breached there. I walked on and found the tree and then stepped through the breach.

I went back to the trail where I couldn't find my clothes. I brought a flashlight. I walked down a little way and came back. I'm afraid the flashlight might reveal me so I'm going to cover the light to soften it and then try to only use it to get my bearings. I also walked out my back gate, climbed the embankment, then walked to a place where a try knocked down the fence onto a path. I did that totally nude and the rocks were uncomfortable. I couldn't find the path. I went back again and walked the other direction almost to the place where I would enter an apartment complex. I still went without shoes to try to toughen my feet up.

I went one night to a path in the woods that is near my house. I had a hard time finding the entrance. I entered the woods where I thought it was and worked my way around trees, stumbling over logs, and stepping into depressions until I finally found the path. I took off my shirt and shorts and proceeded down the path wearing nothing but flip-flops. I still had trouble knowing where the path was and I walked it until I felt like turning around. I proceeded back and couldn't find my clothes. I stumbled around a little more but felt that I was tiring myself out and I might search all night. 

I had no choice but to run back home hoping no one would see me. Before I emerged from the woods I thought I heard voices but wasn't sure, that’s something that seems to happen on these adventures. I emerged from the woods and crossed the road. I made my way to some cover of trees. Then I set out over a field that paralleled the road and I was far from the road but not conspicuous. I stopped under the cover of trees next to the adjoining road. A car drove by. I waited a little while and then made a dash. After turning onto my street I held one flip-flop over my groin and the other over my butt. I reasoned that if anyone saw me, or it is true that they have surveillance cameras, they would think that I'd somehow accidentally lost my clothes or was the victim of a prank. I ran out of gas but had to keep moving somehow. I slowed down a little as I got close to my house and then finally reached the door and entered. For a while, I was apprehensive that I might get a phone call or someone come knocking on my door. But nothing happened. I've had enough excitement for a while.Most people would have panicked or been terrified, but being a hardened streaker I just took it in stride., In fact it wet my appetite and made me want to do more.

I walked to the path today and found that my clothes were still there. Maybe I could have found them if I'd looked more, but I was disoriented, and the path had two branches, and I was tired. It all worked out though. And it was actually fun.

The last two times I went to the beach I streaked but they were nothing to write about. One was real short, the other was longer but identical to others that I have posted. I seldom have an opportunity to get out lately, and I have been unable to find new places.

However, sometime during this year the family responsibilities that keep me from being a professional should change. I’ll be able to repeat the streak through the apartment complex behind my house, and go to other nearby places that I have scouted.

But most importantly, I will step up my game by getting out there where everybody can see me. Butt naked I will do (almost) anything, anywhere in the world, before any audience, any time day or night for as long as you want me to and as many times as you want me to. Give me a dare. You can find my number in a post below or in the blog description.

The number one rule is that I will  only streak butt naked.

Dare me with an exploit that has one or more of the following: Long length of time exposed, Long distance traveled, Huge number of people, Up close to members of the audience, Physical contact with women in the audience. I also specialize in streaking in freezing weather. I also enjoy rain, and anywhere with water, lakes, rivers, the ocean, swimming pools.

Also do out-of-the-box thinking, not just sporting events, busy streets, crowded shopping centers, or parties. Give me dares where I am naked in unusual and bizarre places and situations, like on a boat, on a plane, in an office building, an amusement park, at a convention. I will do anything that is normally done clothed, naked. Leave me stranded naked. Get me up the creek without clothes on. Not only am I naked, but I posses no clothing at all. There is no putting clothes back on because there are no clothes within a hundred miles. I stay naked for hours on end, even days on end. I want to be naked more often than I am clothed,

I am only happy when I am streaking so make me happy.

Give me a dare to do a truly terrifying streak, one you think nobody would do, and tell me how much you will pay me to do it, or give me, it doesn’t have to be money. You also pay my travel expenses. As for lodging that’s easy. Find a beautiful woman who will let me stay at her house as a naked house guest. Make me an offer I can’t refuse.

I stated that once I get started it is hard to stop. Well more like the opposite happened. Now that I had finally streaked the apartment complex. Something that had occupied so much of my attention my enthusiasm waned. At night before going to bed I would think. “Do I want to mess up my sleep pattern to go deliberately get into a potentially terrifying situation at a place totally new place where I might get caught or have a run in with the police that could get me arrested.?” The answer was “No. I am and comfortable and cozy thank you very much.”