The Streaker Unmasked

 Hi. I guess tonight I just have a really quick story that's pretty much exclusively a CFNM story that was inspired loosely by a dream that I had last night or the night before rather: Then there was sort of this weird thing where people were in an auditorium and these guys came in completely naked or mostly naked and were rubbing their asses on all the school banners or something like that as part of a prank but then I think the girls steal their clothing before they could get their clothing back on putting them in an embarrassing CFNM situation.

I guess the story was technically different as a scene like that didn't actually happen in the story but the basic concept of a bunch of guys goofing off naked like that and then getting caught in an embarrassing situation was what gave me the idea for the story, which also has some mild political humor that I thought of spontaneously when I decided to write it. Enjoy!

The Streaker Unmasked
"I don't know guys, you honestly want me to streak the girls athletic event?" Philip asked looking nervous.
    "Well I understand if you are totally chicken and that you're not man enough to disrupt the girls sporting event by running your naked ass across the field," Ned said.
    "Well if you're so brave why don't you get naked and streak the girls athletic event?"
    "Actually I did it last year and all of the guys here can attest to that," Ned said as he looked at the other guys in the locker room who all nodded in agreement. "Consider this like an initiation ritual. If you want to be part of our club and join our fraternity you have to go running across the athletic field while all of the women are out there completely buck naked."
    "But what if I get caught? I am sure that it's not going to go over well if I get caught streaking the girls athletic event."
    Ned held up a mask of Richard Nixon. "That's why you're going to wear this Richard Nixon mask."
    "I honestly don't think that anyone wants to see Richard Nixon naked."
    Ned laughed. "Well of course they don't, they will see you naked, you'll just be wearing a Nixon mask so that nobody will know it was you and Nixon will get blamed."
    "I'm pretty sure Nixon died like a long time ago."
    "Well it's up to you Philip, either you streak the game wearing the Nixon mask or you're not going to join our fraternity. What's it going to be?"
    Philip shook his head. The idea of running naked across an athletic field didn't exactly appeal to him, and he had to admit he was a bit bashful, but as he looked at the Nixon mask he had to admit that nobody would know it was his naked ass running across the athletic field, so it wasn't like he was going to be publicly humiliated or anything like that, and none of the girls at the campus would have any idea it was him.
    Eventually he nodded as Ned handed him the Nixon mask. "Great put on this Nixon mask and take off everything else and we'll be waiting for you! When all of the cheerleaders start cheering I want you to just go running by them shaking your naked ass and junk in their direction!"
    Philip slowly got undressed and put on the Nixon mask and looked at himself in the mirror. He really did look like an idiot standing there completely naked with a Richard Nixon mask on. It kind of made him wonder why anyone would want to wear a Nixon mask in the first place, but he wasn't the political type, and he figured that if he ever decided to become the political type that running naked in a Nixon mask was not the way to win votes.
    "I guess it's now or never," Philip said as Ned and the other guys started waving him towards the exit from the locker room and out onto the athletic field.
    Philip had to admit as soon as he got outside into the cold night air he started regretting it because he could feel the goosebumps up and down his skin. But he figured it would just be one quick run across the athletic field and then he could come back and get dressed and put this whole incident behind him.
    The eyeholes in the Nixon mask weren't all that great and he had to admit that he was having a hard time seeing around where he was going, but he could hear everybody cheering and soon he could see it off in the distance, all of the cheerleaders jumping up and down in those really short skirts. He didn't know what it was about the situation but all of the sudden he found himself becoming aroused by it, or was he just aroused by all of the cheerleaders, he didn't really know, but he knew that whatever it was there was something about the situation that was giving him an intense feeling all throughout his body as the blood flowed to his genitals.
    As he ran past the cheerleaders and shook his naked ass and genitals at them, erect penis and all, he had to admit that there was something freeing about the fact that nobody knew that it was him underneath that mask. He heard gasping and he heard a lot of laughing and cameras going off, but the fact that nobody was ever going to know it was him under that mask made him feel a newfound confidence. He was going to pull this off and get away with it.
    "Well if I'm going to do this I might as well get carried away with it," Philip said as he started doing a little dance in front of the cheerleaders as they stopped cheering and began pointing at him and laughing, but a couple raised their pom-poms and started grabbing their sides with laughter.
    As Philip continued dancing, through the holes of the Nixon mask he didn't realize that all around him though the cheerleaders were circling around him and soon he was completely surrounded. He tried to move but in every direction he was surrounded by cheerleaders who had formed a cheer circle around him.
    "Excuse me ladies but the president has to be going," Philip said as he put his fingers up in the air doing a V for victory like Nixon did when he lost office.
    "Sorry Mr. President but you aren't going anywhere, get him girls!" the head cheerleader said as all of the sudden he felt a bunch of pom-poms brushing up against his naked skin tickling him and causing him to laugh. But he wasn't laughing for long because in that moment while he was distracted somebody pulled the Nixon mask right off of his face and threw it behind the crowd of cheerleaders.
    Everybody became quiet as Philip stood there standing there completely naked surrounding by all of the most attractive cheerleaders he had ever seen in his life and immediately started covering himself up and blushing.
    "Please let me go," Philip said now completely and utterly humiliated. The cheerleaders may have been all wearing extremely short skirts but at least they were wearing something!
    "What do you say girls?" the head cheerleader said as she put her hands and her pom-poms on her hips.
    "Let's take a picture!" one of the cheerleaders said as all of the women began giggling and cheering.
    "Do I have to?" Philip said practically ready to die of embarrassment as all of the cheerleaders nodded. "Come on I'm a good guy, I'm no crook!"
    So Philip lined up with the cheerleaders and became part of their pyramid and he could feel all of their clothing brushing up against his naked body as the cold air blew between his legs while photograph after photograph was taken, and they started throwing him up and cheering hip hip hooray and he knew that he would never live this down and that any future political career that he was aspiring to would be about is dead as Nixon's political career, or Nixon himself for that matter.

    "I hope you guys are happy," Philip said the next day as the guy stood there laughing hysterically at the school paper with a naked picture of Philip and all of the cheerleaders.
    "Well you're in the fraternity but I think you can kiss the presidency goodbye," Ned said as everybody enjoyed a laugh. "But hey at least every time you walk through the halls of the campus all of the girls sort of smile at you and wave before bursting out in laughter."
    Philip shook his head. "I knew I should have worn that Clinton mask instead, at least then maybe I would've gotten a blow job out of it!"