This is another story about my favourite theme - nudity, in this case CNMN. The story has been written in the nude. Therefore, I suggest that you take off your clothes - if you are wearing some - before reading. There is not much sex in this first installment, but there will be much more in upcoming chapters - if you like. I appreciate your comments as well as pictures of you reading my story as long as you are of legal age. I look forward if any of my readers wants to be a colleague of Jan and what you have in mind to do with him.
Before entering the office building, I controlled my image in a window which served as mirror. My suit fitted perfectly. I had decided to keep the tie off and the top two buttons of my dress shirt open as it was so hot outside, about 32°C (90°F). I liked my appearance in the cream-coloured suit and the pale blue dress shirt. The open buttons allowed a glimpse on my tanned athletic chest which was part of my all over tan that I had gotten by permanent naked sunbathing during the last weeks. My dark blonde hair was perfectly combed.
I opened the door and went to the reception desk to announce that I was here for my job interview. The receptionist asked me to take a seat while he called someone. A few moments later he told me to take the lift to the fifth floor. Up there, a muscular man in his late 30s waited for me behind an opaque glass door. He wore a dark blue suit with a matching tie on a white dress shirt. He looked very masculine with his black short hair and his short beard. In fact, I got a hard on when I saw him. He was absolutely the type of guy I would have tried to get contact in a gay bar.
"Hello Mister Schumann", he said. "It's nice to meet you for this job interview. I am Max Bauer the owner of this company."
"Delighted!", I said.
"To make it short. You are the only candidate I have invited for an interview for this job. So, it's just about seeing whether both of us match and want to work together."
That was really good news as I had written so many applications without any response, and the few interviews I have had so far after my rather poor exams had failed.
"But first this. I found your profile on Gaydayte. It was rather explicit about your CMNM fantasies discussing your wishes to be the N in CNMN and even being deprived of all clothes."
My head must have immediately turned fire red.
"That's not a bad thing. I like to be the C in CMNM, so this does match. To make this interview more exciting I have the following proposal. No matter what your choice is, this doesn't affect your chances to get the job which are really good. So, you might
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leave the office, strip naked and come back for the job interview pretending to be a radical nudist or with another good reason for your lack of clothes
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undress one by one as you feel comfortable during the job interview, if you like until you are completely naked
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use the word "Eden" dupring the interview to give me a signal that I am allowed to undress you. In that case you can stop me with the word "Apple" if I am crossing your limits
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or just stay clothed, and we keep our CMNM fantasies for us or come back to them another day.
As I have said, your choice doesn't affect your good chances to get the job. It's just to make this interview more exciting for both of us, if you want. What's your choice? Go out, decide and knock again in about five minutes or whenever you are ready to start the interview."
So, I left the office again. Outside the office, between the opaque door and the lift, I breathed heavily. This was so hot. The sexy guy who might be my future boss asked me to strip naked either now or later during the interview. My cock was rock hard. As I went commando -- in fact, I don't own any underwear -- my tool tented the suit trousers. I thought about my options. It would be a blame to let this opportunity go and not going naked. So option 4 was off.
I could let Mr. Bauer stripping me naked. Losing control about my clothing sounded hot. Too hot. No, I wouldn't be able to concentrate on the interview waiting for Mr. Bauer to take my clothes off. So, no option 3.
I liked the idea to strip naked during the interview. But in fact. Would I dare that? Just be real. How should I find the right moment to start with it. Especially if I was too concentrated on the interview. No, I'd probably even forget taking my clothes off. Just imagine having the option to get out of my clothes and not getting naked.
The decision was made. I took off the jacket, the shoes, then the trousers and finally my shirt leaving me only in socks. Just a few moments later, I was totally bare. I folded my trousers and the shirt, placed the socks on them and finally the jacket on top and laid the packet of clothes on my shoes. Then I knocked at the door.
Nothing happened.
I knocked again.
"Sorry, I have a call", Mr. Bauer shouted through the door.
So, I waited. Naked. Rock hard. With my boner leaking precum.
Suddenly, I heard a bell ringing. It was the signal of the lift arriving at the 5th floor. Shocked, I turned around and faced the lift with my erection pointing forward to the opening doors.
The cute receptionist stepped out of the lift, looked on my hard tool, smiled and then just took my discarded clothes. I was too aroused by the situation to do anything against it. In fact, I don't know whether I wanted to intervene. No, my erection leaked too much precum to deny it. I enjoyed the moment. With my clothes in his left hand, the receptionist grabbed my cock with the right and stroked him a few times. He smiled and then licked my precum off his hand before stepping into the lift again. With my clothes. All of them, the suit, the dress shirt, my shoes and socks. The only thing I was wearing now was my pubic hair. Well, that, and the hair on my head. Nothing else. I was totally exposed.
And then, the office door opened. Mister Bauer smiled and let me in.
"Good evening, Mr Schumann, I suppose."
"Yes, good evening, Mr Bauer."
"Please follow me in my office."
We went into a nicely furnished office. Max Bauer asked me to take a seat in a comfortable seating group nest to the window. There, he had a perfect view of my still hard cock.
"To start with. Your dress or lack of clothing is rather unusual. Why did you come here naked?"
I thought a little bit about it. Is there any good reason to come naked to a job interview?
"Well, I was rather prepared about your company. But I found no hints on your dress code. I feared that I might be overdressed if I wore a suit. To make a long story short, I finally decided to just wear what I'd prefer at the job. I thought that I'd just come out as a full-time nudist at home and show you that I don't need any clothing at work."
"I appreciate this honesty. In fact, I am very liberal concerning the dress code. There is no need for a suit here. So, we have casual Friday all the days. In summer most guys come here in shorts and t-shirts or tank tops. Nobody had ever asked whether this place is clothing optional. But why shouldn't it. So, if you think that you'll do the job best in the nude, I won't hinder you."
"That's exciting to hear", I said.
"I see that", Mr. Bauer answered pointing on my hard dick. "I like that boner of you. It will be interesting to see whether you can keep it hard during the job interview. Feel free to play with it."
Wow, that interview seemed to go in a strange direction. But well, why not? So, I stroked my hard on while Mr. Bauer started the interview itself.
The interview turned out to be just a regular job interview with the usual questions on my CV, returning questions on the company and so on. There was nothing really exciting besides the fact that I was stark naked with a boner.
Finally, Mr. Bauer came back to my lack of clothing.
"You told me that you are a full-time nudist at home and want to be naked here. What other places do you go naked?"
"Oh, the common ones. Beaches, saunas, sex clubs, gay bars."
"Do you have any limits?"
"Not really. I wouldn't go bare where this might offense religious feelings. But besides that, no."
"Given that public nudity was declared 100% legal and a fundamental right by a ruling of the Federal Constitutional Court in April, have you been naked in public at an uncommon place so far?"
"I know this ruling, and have gone to the aforementioned places without taking clothes with me. But nothing more."
"I see. Nevertheless, you would like to live naked 24/7?"
"It's an exciting idea."
I stopped stroking my cock which leaked much precum. If this conversation continued it wouldn't take me long to cum in front of Mr. Bauer.
"Okay. You know, this company is 100% gay. I only hire gay or bisexual men. You mentioned that you go to gay bars. Are you gay?"
"Absolutely, 100% gay. Never done anything with women, but lots with guys."
I now realised that Mr. Bauer's suit pants tented. It looked as he had a hard on, too. And this one seemed to be large.
"Fine," he said. "I appreciate when my employees are open about their sexuality and talk about their activities and desires. So, a last question. What are your sexual preferences."
"Almost everything, two ore more guys can do together. Anal and oral both ways, double penetrations, watersports. I am not experienced with bondage, but interested in some experience to be bound. And I definitely like CMNM scenarios."
The last was no news for Mr. Bauer, and I was not sure whether the first were.
"Okay. I think that's all I need to know. You get the job if you are interested."
I was so happy to hear that that I nearly shot cum just by this good news. It went further when Mr. Bauer told me what I'd earn. It was about 30 percent more than I had required in my job application.
"And I want to take care of your desires. So, I'll officially declare this company clothing optional as soon as you start here. But probably, you want to go further?"
"Further?", I asked.
"Yes. We could agree that you opt clothing completely out. In that case you are allowed -- and kind of expected -- to jerk off at work in front of your colleagues whenever you are in the mood. In that case you won't be entitled to wear anything at work. Never, even on business trips or company parties. Of course, there will be no space for you to place your clothes. So you are entitled to be naked on your way here. But this must not be the end."
I looked at him curiously, just on the edge to fire my cum without any more touching of my cock.
"The third option is that you agree to be a sex object for all of your colleagues. Everybody is allowed to play with your naked body at work as long as it is in the open. They are allowed to jerk you off, to suck your cock, to put dildos in your ass, lick your nipples. Of course, they are also allowed to fuck your mouth or ass, but only if they work naked that day, too."
"Just to make it clear", I answered. "The job is clothing optional anyway. Option 1 is leaving it that way. I can work nude if I want and I can wear some clothes on other days. Option 2 is that I will always be nude at work and am entitled to jerk off whenever I want if I let my colleagues watch. And option 3 makes me a permanently naked sex toy."
"Exactly."
"It's hard to decide. Perhaps you want to give me a taste of option 3."
"You want me to use you for sex?"
Definitely. I wanted Max to tear his clothes off and fuck me hard just here or -- if he preferred that -- down on the street.
"Option three doesn't count for me as your boss. It's to prevent that you might feel abused. All your colleagues would be entitled for sex with you, but I won't."
I was a little disappointed. But Mr. Bauer was probably right that it was better for him to renounce on using me as sex toy.
I was horny as hell. The little devil in my ear told me to take option 3. But the little angel in the other ear meant that I should be reasonable and just take option 1 or 2.
"Can I decide that tomorrow?", I asked.
"Well, tomorrow option 1 will be off. But if you want to chose between 2 and 3, I'll expect you at 11 o'clock here to sign your contract. Of course, you must come naked then."
Even the little angel in my right ear agreed with me that I wouldn't take option 1 anyway. Given the option to work naked, I'd never chose clothes. And I didn't mind taking public transports in the nude to go to the office.
"I am fine with that."
"Great", answered Mr. Bauer. "I am happy to see you tomorrow. And it would be a pity if you didn't finish your business down there."
He pointed on my cock which was still rock hard and leaking lots of precum.
I stroked him twice and then shot lots of cum all over my body of which the first splashes even hit my face.
Mr. Bauer smiled and stood up. I did the same and followed him to the office door. He led me out and followed me in the lift. When we arrived at the ground floor, the cute receptionist wasn't there anymore. Mr. Bauer went to his letter box and found a note there which he showed me.
"I locked the clothes of your guest away to keep them safe. His keys, briefcase and mobile are in your letter box, but the clothing didn't fit in. Ronald"
Mr. Bauer looked into his letter box and gave me my keys, briefcase and mobile.
"Well, I think this will be your first naked way between office and home.", he said.
It was. And despite having cum only a few minutes before, I felt that my cock was about to harden again. I had to leave this place immediately to prevent crossing lines.
Completely naked from my bare feet up to my head, I walked to the metro station. As I had mentioned to Max -- I consider Mr. Bauer too formal when talking about him after he had watched me cumming -- I had been out naked before. Even before public nudity had been officially legalized, I had been jogging in the nude and never worn clothes on my way to naked sex parties. But using public transport clothing free was a first.
Of course, people glared on me when I stood stark naked on the platform. When the metro came, I found a free seat. Opposite of me was a cute guy of about 18 or 19. He smiled when be became aware of my lack of clothes.
"My friends won't believe me. May I take a photo?", he asked.
"To post it to the internet?", I asked.
The guy nodded shyly.
"Yes, but you have to send it to me, too."
The guy nodded his agreement. I told him my number, and then he took some photos.
A few moments later, I received a message with the photos and the text: "I wish I dared what you do, Alex."
I texted back. "Try it."
Alex smiled and grabbed his shirt, probably to take it off. Unfortunately, we arrived at my station. So, I had to stand up and leave the metro. Alex let his shirt go and looked disappointed. I smiled at him, showed him a sign that I'd call him later, winked and left the train.
After my first naked metro ride, I felt a little more comfortable walking clothing free to my house. Nevertheless, I was still nervous. Even if it is legal, it's not easy to walk naked through the streets in full daylight. Until now my public nudity had been limited to the night and the early morning.
Just in front of my house, I ran into my friend Daniel. If he was surprised to see me naked, he didn't show it.
"Hi Jan", he said. "How was your job interview?"
I gave him a short resumé including how it came that I was naked now and the two options I had for my working condition.
"Let's have a drink on it", he said.
"Surely, but let me take on some clothes first."
"I suppose, you don't need to. In fact, I think that we should pack all your clothes and donate them to charity as soon as you have signed your contract tomorrow."
Daniel was right. And I had to do something against the hardness of my cock.