Naked Adventure 2 by Wildman If you recall, I found myself in the most incredible predicament i.e. while enjoying a little naked in nature hike in a National Forest, I was ummmmmm - how can I put it, "pleasure molested" by a couple of other male hikers, who led me off the trail by my own manliness (male parts - dick and balls), tied me to a tree, and damn near licked and swallowed me whole, inside and out. The down side it would seem is that they left me naked, tied to that tree, while running off with my pack and clothes! As if that wasn't both thrilling and desperate enough, I'm rescued by a studly Forest Ranger who is also some kind of pervert who kissed me on the lips before untying me. Can life just get any better or more weird than this? Since it is just NOT my day to enjoy a simple, uncomplicated little naked in nature hike, apparently, it can get a little more interesting. So we pick up with the wet kiss on the lips from this studly but some kinda perverted Forest Ranger who by his nametag is C.R. Smith. At least this Ranger has some basic communications skills (can talk) and indeed is interested as to how I came be stripped naked, and tied to a tree here in the wilderness. At least, after that big wet kiss, he is untying my hands and thankfully giving me a hand up without grasping my man-meats for use as a handle. Thankfully, therefore, I will not have to indeed beat my own brains out on a tree - as I indicated I might have to do earlier! Once again, I am painfully aware of my own nakedness as I stand here under the buck-naked inspection of Ranger Smith who indeed seems to have no shame with my nakedness and is visually checking me out head to toe! I'm busy trying to get feeling back in my hands and just so totally relieved to finally be free of that fuckin tree not even my naked nakedness matters much beyond that. When I had indeed gained what ever composure a naked man can achieve, dusting off remnants of the forest floor from my butt and legs, and excusing myself as I stepped aside and turned a bit to take a long and much needed piss, only then am I really ready face my rescuer head on so to speak. Ranger Smith stuck out his hand and said, I'm officer Charlie Smith at your service sir! I reciprocated accepting his hand shake (a bit relieved he wasn't going for a dick shake since my man parts were as obvious and accessible as my hand!) And told him that I was Bob McNulty. Officer Charlie wasted no time in asking: "What the hell are you doing out here buck naked tied to a tree?" He couldn't help but smile as he asked that question I guess! Well sir (see part 1 for the rest of you) as I related my ordeal of the day - right up to and including the damn wet kiss Officer Charlie had just given me! (Which by the way also had just served to make my day even more weird!) Officer Charlie blushed and apologized for the big wet one, particularly once he realized that indeed, I perceive of myself as a straight guy (having had the most weird day ever in my life!), and that in effect his mis-interpretation of what I had said about kissing him on the lips, was NOT a "coming-out" for me - but had inadvertently served as a kind of "coming-out" for him however as potentially a gay Forest Ranger! Indeed, what a complicated day for otherwise what I had hoped would simply include a little naked in nature. Officer Charlie apologized a couple more times for that big wet one during the course of our conversations as he realized that indeed, I might not quite be the naked pervert he thought he had found in the woods! Perhaps too for the first time in his life - he realized that indeed, perhaps not all nudity might be about sex or an open invitation for sex. Likewise, this day had also served as a "wake up" for me to realize that indeed, people interpret nudity in different ways - and I now had a much greater perception of the vulnerability of nakedness. Boy! Had that been driven home to me today! I don't think I've ever felt quite so naked or so vulnerable before. In fact, I'm still feeling quite naked and still vulnerable in the presents of this fully dressed authority figure! Officer Charlie chuckled and said, well don't worry, I won't kiss you again unless you ask me to! Man it really is getting late! Officer Charlie said: "Well I guess it is really lucky that I swung by the trail head access and noticed your car still in the parking lot and decided to see if everything was alright before I headed home!" MY CAR! Only now - I even remembered that I had a car! Those guys could have stole it too - since my keys were also in my pack. I was relieved when I realized that they didn't steal my car! My mind was already racing as to how I was going to get home with no clothes - only barely remembering that I did have a hide-a-key on the car that I could use. Otherwise, I had left my wallet (which had my ID), money, credit cards etc, hidden in the spare tire compartment, which hopefully too might still be intact. Those guys might not have even realized that they have my car keys - since they were in a separate little pocket of my pack. Only briefly, while my mind raced over this new reality (first good news of the day) since being freed from that tree, did I even momentarily forget that I'm standing here buck naked in front of Officer Charlie - who might be gay or some kind of kinky (enough to kiss me anyway!) But now even greater realities are setting in. I guess we better head back to the parking lot said Officer Charlie! Well yeah! We might be lucky to just get back to the parking lot before dark. It was then, as soon as I took my first step that I realized that I don't have hiking boots anymore and that the hike back to the parking lot might take even longer barefoot and bare-assed! Officer Charlie took note of that too, along with the rest of my nakedness - which I think he was enjoying every moment of. He also had seemed to thoroughly enjoy every detail of my "sexual molestation" experience, as I had tried to portray myself as a total victim here even though my initial nudity on the trail might have served as an open invitation. Who knows really - those guys might have hauled me over in the woods and stripped me anyway no matter what I was or was not wearing. I'm not sure if I had convinced Officer Charlie of my "total victim" status particularly since it had also resulted in some of the "Hottest Sex - I've ever experienced in my life!" While I had tried to skim over many details, Officer Charlie had stopped me time and time again for more details, partly as part of his official capacity, but mostly because it was such a fucking hot story! I noted some of my story had definitely given Officer Charlie a rise or two and more than a few times he had to adjust his pants (pant, pant, pant) and it quickly became obvious that he didn't want me to leave out any details of my terrible, terrible ordeal. I don't know if this having happened to a straight guy made it any more juicy or not - but Officer Charlie seemed to enjoy every juicy little detail and was pretty much begging for more! While the trek back down the trail was slow at best with me being barefoot, it was prolonged even more by the constant inquiry of Officer Charlie for more and more details or a kind of "let me hear that whole damn story thing again" and this time, leave out nothing! I swear, I thought he was going to drool all over his uniform as I repeated part and parcel of my awful ordeal. At least as an investigator and my rescuer - he just couldn't seem to get enough or hear every little detail too many times! I also noted as we made our way on the trail, Officer Charlie was either in front of me looking back enjoying my full frontal nakedness or in back no doubt checking out my manly ass! Shit! I was almost afraid that if he enjoyed my story any more - he might decide to drag my ass over in the woods and take me himself right then and there. This did not for a minute allow me to escape any of my feelings of my totally naked feelings of vulnerability. Only when occasionally Officer Charlie nearly fell over his own feet or a protruding root on the trail while trying to keep a good look at all my nakedness was the tension of my moment even remotely broken. Otherwise, I was definitely having a time "tender footing" my way back down the trail trying not to do any serious damage to my feet. But with almost every step, I'd step on something that was not particularly bare foot friendly or a limb or briar would occasionally grab at my ass or catch me in the face or crotch! This was a less frequently used trail and pretty damn rough as trails go. Officer Charlie commented on that several times as he peeled a briar off of his pants and any number of times when I had to extract a briar off my man parts or ass! Ouch! Again! I thought Officer Charlie was going to help me there a couple of times, particular with the briars that might catch my crotch! I mean, he is here to protect and serve right? Shoot - I even toyed with the idea of "letting him or asking him to help me" extract a briar off my dick as a kind of reward for being my rescuer! On more than a few occasions I had to stop and pick some broken briars out of my dick and ball sack when I couldn't stop quick enough! God Damn those hurt!!! Funny, I hadn't even noticed most of these fucking briars on my trek up the trail! What? Had these grown just this afternoon? On several occasions it did cross my mind that if indeed, Officer Charlie was here to protect and serve - he might at least let me wear his pants since at least he would still have on his underwear - assuming he was wearing any. But then in my mind - I wasn't sure I wanted to even suggest that he might consider taking off any of his clothes for fear he might then want to get more personally involved with my nakedness! This day had been weird enough thank you very much and likewise, I think that Officer Charlie was indeed, enjoying my nakedness too much to really want me or help me to cover up any! Also, I got the distinct impression that indeed, (particularly as I related my story -and the details, time and time again) Officer Charlie would have just loved to have gotten out of that uniform and enjoyed a little personal nakedness out here in the wilderness! Any number of times he looked like he was going to jerk off any minute or cum in his pants. I almost asked: Are you sure you can stand to hear it one more time? Finally! We can see the parking lot even though it is nearly dark. And YES - my car is still parked right where I left it and that must be Officer Charlie's Forest Service Jeep right next to it. Otherwise, no other cars are in the parking area. Man, these last few yards down the trail to the parking area are just awful and no way but across that damn sharp gravel to get to my car. My feet are killing me! I wonder if Officer Charlie would be willing to carry me, a naked man, across the parking area to my car? Ohhh shit let's just not put anybody over the edge here! I've made it this far, no doubt, I can bear (bare) a few more steps or another 250 as the case might be! God Damn - this gravel is sharp!! I'm sure I look like a naked sissy trying to pick my steps so carefully. But man, my feet really are tender and sore beyond belief. Geeeeeze - a little foot licking and toe sucking would be really nice about now! (Holy Crap! What am I thinking?!) Sure don't need to see those boys back here again!!! Though I imagine Officer Charlie would just love to meet up with them for a little wildness in the wilderness sometime! No doubt they might enjoy stripping him too! At last, a few more steps to my car! God Almighty - what a day, what a trip! As I reached my car and bent over to reach way up under a fender - to fetch my hidden key - only then I realized with my ass in the air - just what a good view Officer Charlie might be getting now! Ohhh what the shit I'm just too tired to worry about anything anymore - even if he decides to feel me up or molest me all over again! As I fetched out the hide-a-key - sure enough though Officer Charlie was right there getting a real good look and still obviously admiring all my nakedness. Whew his eyes were all over me and had been ever since he had emerged from the trees to rescue me! Only that I might have convinced him I'm straight - might be the only reason he hasn't had his hands all over me yet! What a relief to unlock my car and just plop down sideways in the seat - getting off my tired aching feet. Officer Charlie just stood there, leaning against my open car door - still looking me all over and probably just wishing I would just lay back across the seats and say - OK, just take me or eat me now Officer Buddy Boy! You wanna piece of this? Or how about some of this nice ass you been gawking at all the way down the trail. It really wouldn't take much to get my feet and ass in the air - and Lord knows I'm in no shape for a struggle or to put up much resistance at all. Why not just finish me off now! Thank God, I'm not saying any of this out loud or no doubt my wildest fears could easily come true right here and now the way Officer Charlie is still looking at me! Damn - I'd love to rub and scratch my crotch or care for a lot of places on my aching body - if Officer Charlie would just be on his way! Instead, I put the key in the ignition and said: Well - won't be the first time I have driven home naked, except that I usually do have a pair of shorts right here handy just in case I might really need them. Officer Charlie's whole face lit up and he said: "Seriously, you drive around naked?" We had already talked about common nudity and naturism on the way back down the trail when I wasn't repeating all the hot parts of my ordeal, and I said, Yes! I have driven hundreds of miles naked on trips, if nothing more than the mere comfort of it. But yeah - I do keep a pair of shorts handy if nothing more than to just cover my lap when passing truckers or some such that somebody might notice I'm nude. Between my nakedness now and that little comment - Officer Charlie was just about to drool. While I had turned in my seat and was about to pull my car door shut, Officer Charlie held the door open and said wait. Ohhhhh now he is going to take advantage of me I thought! But Officer Charlie said: "Hey - it is the least I can do. Can't really send you home totally naked." With that he had begun to strip! Ohhhhhh - now I'm going to get to see a show perhaps! Officer Charlie squatted down and began to untie his boots, kicking them off he began unbuttoning his shirt - slowly, deliberately, button by button and I guess by now curiosity is spreading across my face - like, if you give me your clothes, what are you going to wear? Apparently, Officer Charlie is reading my mind or my face (shit I hope he can't read minds with all I've been thinking!) But as he finishes unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off, he said, at least you can have my underwear!! Ohhhhh, this boy is going all the way! I told you he was just dying to get out of that uniform and get naked out here with me! I'm really surprised it took him so long! Needless to say - I just kinda kicked back and decided to enjoy the show! He was taking his sweet time about stripping - not hurried at all, like indeed, he might want or need to prolong the process for all it might be worth. Even through the uniform, I had already determined that he might have a pretty good body - at least to the extent of broad shouldered, fairly narrow waist, flat belly, you know - typical stuff for a guy that hasn't gone or let himself go totally to hell and back! Already too - I had seen him tenting his pants and having to rearrange things a bit for comfort as I had related the details of my hot molestation of my body! So no doubt Officer Charlie is probably adequately equipped in the manhood department. At any rate, I suppose - there will be little doubt about anything here in a few more minutes if it takes that long! Laying his shirt on the hood of my car, it is off with the tee-shirt revealing a really nice chest, some chest hair, much like my own and of course that little trail of hair down across the belly to glory-land. Officer Charlie probably has even better abs than I or he has consumed a few less cans of beer than I have or been more careful to work them off. Carefully unbuckling his belt, then the button on his pants, and down with the zipper, plus an inside safety button, he slides his pants down his long slender legs which also show some nice thigh and calf development, - Ohhhh yeah - I'm taking this all in - since I have absolutely nothing else to do but watch this strip show and indeed, see everything that Office Charlie has to offer. (I mean after all, he's seen everything I got!) Funny thing: while I fully feature myself as a straight guy, and a nudist/naturist, and within the scope of male bonding, I've never quite felt like I've bonded or really know a guy until I've at least seen him totally naked. Maybe that's queer - but seriously, of my best guy friends, we've definitely seen each other naked, either skinny dipping, the locker room, camping trips, fishing trips - but I really don't feel close to a guy until I have seen him naked. After that - it is just no big deal of course, but I just don't really feel like I know a fella unless I have seen him naked! Well I guess I'm getting ready to really get to know Officer Charlie now - cause the moment of truth is here. His hands are paused at the waistband of his boxers and he even looks up at me with a faint smile to see if indeed, I'm paying attention. Ohhhhhhhh yeah - I'm going to look! No looking away now! Shit - he's seen me and I'm going to see him even if I have to squint since the light is really beginning to fade to darkness! Fortunately, he is also standing well within the illumination of the interior car lights. Slipping his thumbs into the waistband, he begins the slide of his shorts south. The slowness and deliberateness tells me that he intends for this to be the ultimate strip show! And I'm sure he is getting a kick out of his ultimate exhibition. He even pauses at each landmark of his anatomy! Top of the pubic patch - yep - got that, top of his dick meat, yep got that too - (nice root diameter by the way!), reveal a little more manhood, good length so far, and ahhhhhhh - there we have it a lovely dick head springs forth for a little bounce and bob and now past the hips and the boxers fall to the ground, revealing also a really nice full ball sack that might be hung like a horse! Yep our boy Charlie is a man here! (Geeeeeze like I ain't never seen one of those before! Got one of those myself actually and two of those also!!!) Though we might actually have to measure to see which of us has the bigger balls! Otherwise, we are both nicely hung and studly fellows! I really hope we don't have to get out a ruler or anything however! Charlie lifts a foot with his shorts hanging from it and tosses his shorts onto the hood of my car with the rest of his clothes. Soooo I guess we are bonding here - observing each others nakedness. The evening breeze or just the freedom of nakedness Charlie is feeling has him experiencing a little obvious firmness of the man meat - while not really a full-blown erection. Don't really guess we need to poke any eyes out around here! Charlie is just standing there in all his nakedness - except he still has his sox on! We just look at each other - and while he is definitely still admiring me - I just want to get the hell out of here and go home! Naked or not - I just really want to go home, get a nice warm shower and maybe think about forgetting one of the weirdest days of my life! Besides, it would be really nice to wash some this man-spit and sweat off of me!!! Not even sure how I'm going to wash the inside of my butt hole yet - but yeah - there's probably even some spit up there that might need to be flushed out. Officer Charlie on the other hand is just standing there buck naked except for his sox with this big smile on his face. Obviously, I'm going to have to make the next move or nothing beyond that is ever going to happen! Swinging my legs out and standing beside the car, right next to Charlie, I said soooo - you're going to let me borrow your underwear for the ride home? "Yeah man - take the shorts and the tee-shirt too if you want them!" As I lean over the door to pick out the shorts and tee from the pile of clothes on the hood of my car, I feel Charlie move in closer on me. And as I stand back more upright, our bodies are touching! As a matter of fact, Charlie has his whole package of man-meat touching my hand (virtually in my hand) that otherwise hung by my side as I had selected the clothes with my other hand. Ohhhhhhhh - God! I was really hoping I wouldn't have to have any more intimate moments or touchie, feelie stuff or nothing other than just driving my weary ass home this evening! Charlie leaned just a bit closer though subtle as heck since we were so close anyway, and yep, I think his parts are very much in my hand now! I looked up at him and said: So what's the price of a pair of underwear going to be this evening?! Hoping he'd just say five bucks and let me off easy - Charlie just smiled real big and said, what's your offer? Feeling really cocky right now - kinda like a tired old whore - I said, "Ohhhh just name your price and let's get it over with. I really rather just pay cash and be done with it!" Charlie smiled again and said: "Ohh - I was thinking of something a little cheaper and maybe a little more fun than that!" "That's what I was afraid of" I said. While I was tempted to just tell him to keep his fucking underwear and forget it - I really didn't want to have to drive all the way home without some kind of protection. "So what's it going to be, I said again" "Well, your hand is already in position there, I could stand a little jerk before you go!" Oh Great! Well lean up against the car, and let’s get this over with. Charlie turned and leaned back against the back panel of my car and thankfully was so HOT by now from all the stories and my own nakedness - hell I didn't have to give him more than just a few strokes before he arched and spewed his load! I was worried about a dry wank and not having any lube, but seriously, I believe Charlie could have cum in a flash without my help. I had noticed that by the time his ass had touched my car - he was fully erect and ready to go - just from talking about what he might want. Enough already! I wasn't about to ask if he wanted anything else! I grabbed the shorts and tee, slid my ass in my car and started the engine! Charlie was barely leaning forward before I was backing out of the parking space, and changing gears. I did thank him for rescuing me and about that I was very sincere! And upon that he probably did deserve a more quality wank or something more meaningful were I not so damn dog tired. Shit - I nearly did drive off with his clothes still on the hood of my car and had to stop and let him run over and retrieve them. Now wouldn't that have been something had I actually drove off and left him to go home buck-naked! Though somehow - while it might have been a new experience, I think he might have enjoyed that too! Certainly, the night air feels very good upon my nakedness right now! And so will a warm shower when I get home!
