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"Come on man, I've explained this to you just a while ago! The spiritual energy here is much stronger, so this location is key. And there's plenty of sunlight. I just saw a flash of light just now!"

He got home, pulled off his school clothes, and thought about putting on some comfy clothes, but his comfy clothes wouldn't be as comfortable as it was to just be completely naked. He knew the hedges would keep him out of sight anyway, so Mr. Eddy pulled open the back door, dragged his naked body to the hammock and fell asleep, hands behind his head, body exposed to the sun.

In the shuffle, Mr. Eddy had forgotten that he was hosting the end-of-year faculty barbecue. He knew he didn't want to be in charge of anything else the last week, and whoever hosed, only had to provide the space, others would bring the tables, the chairs, the food.

When Mr. Eddy woke, the barbecue was in full swing, all of Mr. Eddy's coworkers were seated around the hammock, eating dinner, and joking about the end of the year.

Mr. Eddy sat up quickly, covering his cock and blushing furiously.

He had thought it would be fun and quite the thrill to jog a bit of the trail completely naked. Feeling the air all over his skin with his dick, balls, and buns bouncing freely.

But now that he had finished his loop and couldn't find his clothes; that amazing feeling had turned to dread.

Someone had found his clothes and mostly likely seen his naked ass as well.

His little thrill turned into quite the embarrassing ordeal considering he now had to return to the busy trailhead completely naked! He couldn't help but think about all the people that would be there.

The last double or nothing had been staying naked for six months. Once you kick his ass at Legends Ultimate again, it'll be a year. Then two, then four years.

Jake had expected his son to throw a rager. Instead, his son had invited a dozen friends over, and they had spread across the kitchen and living room floor with board games and simple conversation.

This was unacceptable to Jake. He hadn't raised his son to be some kind of loser. He decided to take matters into his own hands.

"I'm gonna go get you kids some pizza, and then we'll rely get this party started," Jake said twenty minutes ago, to underwhelming response from his son and his son's friends.

When he pulled back into the garage, he shed his clothes, and left them in the car, grabbed the pizza box, and marched, barefoot and bareassed back into the kitchen.

The crowd gasped as his furry, exposed body came through the door, carrying their dinner. Jake smirked, unashamed.