*This is my first erotic story I ever wrote. My stories are usually based on fantasies that I enjoy and would like to experience. Hope you enjoy it.*
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It was another bright sunny day in the hills, I had driven up to our cabin for the weekend to do some maintenance. With the start of summer approaching, I needed to clear foliage and long grasses ready for fire season. I had worked hard on Saturday getting it all done in a day, leaving Sunday free for "me" time.
It was nice to get away from the family just for some freedom. I like being nude but my family doesn't have the same understanding of it. And being nude for me has two levels, first is the simplistic version of nudity, the removal of restrictions, freedom and the beauty of the body. The second level takes a more sexual view of nudity, that of an exhibitionist and voyeuristic intentions, and showing of intentions. It's hard to hide attraction (an erection) and easy to show intention (touching of pleasure zones).
With the sun rising, waking up nude and saluting the warm sun from my cabins balcony I could tell the town was still sleepy. Not being summer yet a lot of holiday cabins were still empty so I was safe for now out here nude.
I thought to myself, is this my chance? I have always wanted to run the track behind my cabin up to the peek, nude.
Even in summer, very few people walked the track back there because it was not marked, only locals really used it when the main track was full of tourists.
As a regulator runner, I can run the track quite easily, but adding nudity to it was a thrilling idea. Free and exposed through the bush, single track, very few places to hide if others come along. As I stood there on my deck, my cock started to rise with anticipation.
But then as always, the negative thoughts came, the risks, the what if's.
What if someone caught me?
Would they just smile?
Would they laugh?
Would they call the cops?
Nude guys face the most risk, we don't normally get a good reaction from the public. When was the last time you heard of a girl getting in trouble with public exposure? Guys would just smile and look at a nude girl I am sure, but you put a nude guy near them and "ew".
I went back inside to put on my running shoes and to counter these concerns I took a pair of light running shorts. A pair that I could scrunch up to carry in one hand, but that was loose enough to pull on over my shoes if caught. I know this makes it less daring but it's a long way to the peek.
I stepped outside, slowly I look around and make it down the path from my cabin to the dirt road that leads to the track. I look down at what I am doing, my cock flopping around free and erect at the thought of what I am about to try. I pause at the letterbox and hold my hard self in my right hand, feeling my cock pulse with excitement at being exposed in public. I give it a few rubs to take in the good feelings then let it go as I start running.
At first, it's hard to get a rhythm going, my cock swinging around, my balls slapping my inner thighs. But as I turn off the dirt road and start the path I relax a bit more. Trying to do my normal running technique of finding my pace with the rhythm of my footsteps and breathing.
As I settled into a pace I could still feel my genitals slapping about, maybe more so now that my initial erection had eased and my penis could move about more freely. It wasn't a bad slapping but it did have a numbing effect on it all, as I passed the first-kilometer mark I was less aware of what my genitals were doing.
At the 2nd kilometer mark I was breathing hard as I worked my way up the hill, and as the sun was higher now the day was getting warmer. Sweat was starting to bead from my forehead and for the first time a new sensation was starting around my testicles, I could feel them cool from sweating! Normally in their comfy jocks and shorts they would keep warm and sweat into them, but today I could feel them being cooled as the air rushed over them as I moved. It was a fresh and exhilarating feeling, the cooling sweat beads made my balls tingle.
With this fresh feeling about my balls, I started to slow, deciding to maybe enjoy myself a little. I slowed to a walk, using the slower pace to feel and touch myself. Bringing some sexual feelings to my balls as I cup them with my left hand, I can feel them cool from my sweat. They start to react and change size from the warmth from my hand, my testicles have a great reaction to different temperatures. They shrink when cold and hang so low when hot and free.
I drop my emergency shorts on the ground from my right hand to take hold of my cock, holding tight and squeezing it along the shaft, helping the blood return to it after been slapped about while running. Its reaction is quick too, firming to an erection as my mind and body remember I am now nude in the middle of the bush. Surrounded by beautiful trees and natives grasses, sounds of birds and nothing else.
My walk slows to a stop as I start to enjoy myself more, I start to slowly stroke my cock as I hold my balls tight. My breathing as slowed from running but now is deeper as an erotic feeling takes over. The sun falling over my body as I stand in the middle of the track alone. It warms my bum and back, it's a lovely feeling.
I stroke my cock enough for it to start producing pre-cum, the sweetest juice that is fun to taste. Just wish I had a female with me to taste it. But I don't want to cum just here, I want to enjoy myself for the whole run and then close to the end, the riskiest part, cum in the open.
Starting to move again, my erection super hard from my fondling is a little uncomfortable being slapped about, so I start slower with just a walk, just allowing my erection to ease.
As I enter a slow jog my mind returns to being aware of my surroundings. I have to remind myself I am nude and in the bush on a public track.
Just then I hear other footsteps, someone running this way. I look up the track, up the hill, oh god!
I see someone coming down the track, they are on the switchback above me. I panic and with not looking up to make eye contact with them I sprint to the next tree and pull on my shorts. As I pull them up and my cock slips under the elastic band, I look up in panic. They are just in front of me running this way.
She makes eye contact with me, smiling at me as she passes, I am just standing there looking dumb, panicked and sweaty. But she just keeps running past and down the track, I look back but she does not. With my heart racing, I just stand there in relief.
She was obviously a regular runner too, with passing me at a good pace, well-worn running shoes and loose running shorts. The big stand out though was that she was only wearing a bright orange running bra on top. That bra and her long free blond hair stuck in my mind.
Surely she saw that I was nude and rushed on my shorts!? What did she think of that? I just looked up and down the track wondering what I should do next. I know that I wanted to finish my run but should it be with shorts or stay nude? At this point I had almost made it to the top, I really wanted to finish the run nude. But maybe I should wear the shorts back down.
And that's what I did, pulling my shorts off for the last time, I start to run fast to the top, only a 1 kilometer left. I rushed to the top, wanting to achieve half of my goal. I slowed a little as I approached the peek just to be sure no one was there; then once happy it was clear I rushed to the peek and gave a nude jump for joy. Happy with myself that I had made it to the top nude with only one scare.
Coming back down the track I pulled on my shorts. Running along normally now, a little more relaxed with the shorts on and with only a few kilometers left to the road, I see the same girl that passed me/caught me. She is just sitting on a log next to the track looking down the track towards me. As I approach she stands up to greet me.