There was a park near my apartment that I could walk to quite easily. It wasn't anything special, just a paved path that followed a creek, lined with mature trees and grass. Just beyond the grass were a long line of houses with their back fences lining the open space. The path was great for walking or riding bikes and was quite popular during the day with various people walking their dogs, running, or biking both for exercise and commuting. I would go for walks during the day to try to get some exercise when I wasn't busy with school or work, and on the weekends. As I was walking the path I was also constantly thinking about what I would do if I found myself naked with no access to my clothes. I wondered what people would think if they saw me. Would they scream and run? Would they watch and laugh? Would they strike up a conversation like nothing was out of the ordinary? The thoughts never left my mind.
One day, while I was taking a long walk along the path, I started thinking of ways that I could live out at least part of my fantasy. Up to this point I had always had some backup plan that would let me cover up quickly or hide if needed and I knew that I wanted to push myself more but still wanted it to be somewhat safe. I decided I would come back later that evening after the sun went down as there should be very few, if any people and the path would be mostly dark. The rest of the walk I spent fantasizing about how the walk would go, looking for places to hide my clothes and deciding how far I would walk. Of course, with all the thought of stripping and exposing myself, I had started to get hard. With my cock pressing against my shorts it was pretty obvious if anyone looked but I didn't bother adjusting, leaving my tent standing proud as I walked. I passed a few people on my walk and none of them seemed to make any indication that they noticed except I did catch at least one woman glance down as she ran past in her sports bra and yoga pants before giving me a smile.
I wrapped up my walk and went back home. I was so worked up, and a bit sweaty, so I stripped naked as soon as I walked in. My patio blinds were open and you could clearly see my front door if you walked by. I tossed my clothes aside on the couch, my firm cock bouncing free, as I walked over to my computer to pull up some porn. I spent the next half hour stroking my throbbing cock and watching porn until I couldn't take it any longer. I let myself go, shooting my thick cum into my hand and feeling the orgasm rush over my body. I slunk back in my chair, one hand still around my cock squeezing tightly, as I licked the cum off my hand, cleaning myself up. After a few minutes of coming back to reality I stood up to take a shower, walking past my patio door again as I caught eyes with someone walking by. It was an older woman, probably in her mid-40s. She seemed a little shocked and caught off guard as I walked down the hallway toward the shower, my soft cock and balls bouncing as I went. Before getting in the shower I looked back to see if she was still there but didn't see anyone. Assuming she kept walking and hoping she liked the view I jumped in the shower to clean up.
Later that evening, after the sun had been set for a good hour, I got up and threw on a loose pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt. I slipped on my sandals for easy removal and grabbed my keys. I stepped outside and felt the cool air rush up my shorts, giving me a bit of a rush. I then proceeded to walk down to the park. It took about 10 minutes to get there, all the while I was mentally preparing for what I was going to do. As I walked down the branch path toward the main path I started to feel my heart racing and my cock starting to stiffen. Upon reaching the main path I turned left and started walking up the sidewalk, the houses to my left beyond the grass about 10-15 feet back. I kept walking for about a quarter mile past a couple trees and more houses. Most of the lights seemed to be off, but a few of the houses had lights on in a few rooms with their curtains open. Looking out they might be able to see the path, but with no light on the path I hoped no one would notice. As I approached the last tree before an underpass I stepped off the path.
Standing next to a large pine tree I slowly pulled my shirt over my head and set it down on the ground under the tree. I then set my keys down on top of the shirt and kicked my shoes off, setting them next to my shirt. I then walked back out onto the path, about 5 feet from my other clothes, and turned to face the nearest house. Their downstairs lights were on, but you could only see the top part of their sliding door into the back yard. After checking that the coast was clear I turned around so my ass faced the house and bent over at the waist, sliding my shorts down and exposing my bare ass to the night air and anyone looking from the house. I slowly stepped out of the shorts, one foot at a time, before standing up and turning around, my semi-hard cock swinging back and forth as I turned. I quickly tossed my shorts onto the pile of clothes, hiding my keys in the pile before I turned back the way I had come and started walking.
At first I held my hands in front of my cock, hiding myself from being seen while gently playing with myself. After about 20 yards I realized how stupid this was to be hiding myself and lowered my hands to my side, telling myself that no matter what I wouldn't cover up. If I was going to do this then I wanted to be seen, so there wasn't a reason to hide. With a new sense of determination and desire to push my limits I started walking more proudly. My cock was still only semi-hard, just enough to make it stand a bit further from my body but still pointing toward the sidewalk, and my balls tucked tight due to the cool night air. This gave me tons of confidence knowing that I was showing my best to any onlookers.
As I walked I continued to look around for any movement or sign of people, both on the path as well as from the houses. A couple times I saw someone in a window doing something in their house, but never anything super exciting. The few I saw didn't seem to be looking outside and certainly weren't doing anything exciting for me, but knowing that I was less than 15 feet from their backyards, naked as could be, made me extremely excited. I kept walking past where I joined up with the main path and made it another quarter mile in that direction with no incidents. I was starting to feel a bit too comfortable in my current state and was feeling the need to push the bounds more. I decided I would walk back toward my clothes and stop at the branch in the path. This was the most exposed part of the area and had a bit more light cast from the street lights by the houses.
