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This is all fiction but inspired by a real life news anchor. I hope you enjoy!
[NARRATED BY PETE]
Ordinarily, the thought of being buck naked, without any clothes or packs or anything, in the back seat of a car with a gay couple might not be my cup of tea. Especially each of Dave and Randy each towered over half a foot taller than me, and were old enough to be my dad! But they were nice and put me at ease.
Our first car ride was towards a small town in the nearby mountains, known for being a bit of a haven for discreet gay men - probably why they had planned to stay there in the first place. During that car ride, Dave and Randy both confirmed that I, "Tyler," was comfortable. I confirmed to them as well that I was straight but had no real plans for the following week and was enjoying being naked. "I find it somewhat exhilirating," I said, "I don't usually spend a lot of time naked, even at home and in the locker room!"
"Well, we will make sure to keep your boundaries!" Randy responded. "But we'll make sure to make this week fun, son."
I learned that Dave and Randy were both lawyers in the federal government who had met at a prestigious law school outside of Boston. They both came from conservative Christian households - Dave from a Scandinavian-descended family in rural Minnesota, and Randy from a family of various British origins that settled in Texas - and were both estranged from their families. Both played football in their younger days, and it showed from their thick, muscled bodies.
As we were getting closer, Dave pulled out his cell phone. "Hello," he started, "I was wondering if the SNMP has been taken for the next five days that we will be there. No? Wonderful. We'd like to take it for our son, Tyler, who's coming with us. Is he old enough? Yes, yes, he just got his drivers license. Great. Thanks so much, we`ll pick it up at the reception."
Randy gave a knowing smile to Dave. Then he looked back at me in the back seat. "You'll love the SNMP!"
"What's that?" I wondered out loud.
"You'll see!" Dave said cryptically, as we drove into town. It was now around 8 pm and the sun was setting. "We're here! Out of the car everyone!"
"Wait," I started, panicking. "I can't go naked out there!"
"You can and you will, son," Randy responded. "Don't worry."
I warily followed my dads into the reception building where I was greeted by two older men in their 50s. Their name tags identified them as the manager and the concierge of the resort town.
"Welcome," the manager exclaimed. "And this must be Tyler, our SNMP holder for the week!" He shook my hand.
"Thank you sir," I responded. "But what's the SNMP?"
"It's the straight naked man pass!" The concierge responded. "This town is conventional in many ways, we don't allow any public nudity of that kind, even though it is a men-only, gay-friendly resort town. The exception is up to one male, who must be straight, who can receive the SNMP. That SNMP holder, as you already deduced, must be naked while in town. Your dads tell me you don't have any clothes with you to surrender, but you would have had to if you did!"
"It's a great honor," Randy said, resting his hand firmly on my shoulder. "And Tyler is glad to have it, what a lucky guy, aren't you?"
"Yes sir, um, as long as I won't be required to do anything sexual with other men," I answered warily.
"Of course not!" The manager answered. "This whole town runs on consent. Some SNMP holders have decided it would be fun to auction off themselves for certain fun activities during the nightly town meetings, but that is fully optional."
"I'm a virgin, sir..." I stuttered. I could have sworn I saw Dave and Randy's eyes light up at that. The manager cleared his throat and said, "that's fine, and again, no pressure to do anything." I could have sworn I saw the concierge lightly clutch his crotch.
"Well, as the SNMP, you are also required to shower only using the outdoor showers of the cabins. It actually doesn't even have to be your own family's cabin!" The concierge continued. "The other guests wouldn't mind enjoying the show while they have their morning breakfast too!" My dad's laughed at that.
"Tyler would probably love that," Dave mused. "As you can see he's quite the exhibitionist."
"May I ask how that started?" The concierge asked. "I don't know that it's common of young men to be such strongly in favor of nudism!"
"Well," Randy started before I could say anything. "It actually started as a way to help him gain some confidence when we learned he wasn't showering at school after practice because he was worried he was shorter than other guys. We wanted him to be happy in his body."
"And why shouldn't he be?" The manager asked out loud. "Height is hardly the end-all, although he will be the shortest person in town as everyone who's checked in so far is at least 6 feet tall. Buy Tyler, you have a beautiful body that is nothing to be ashamed of."
I felt myself blushing and felt a semi coming on as my dick rose from my body. "Thank you sir. I appreciate the compliments."
"And so polite too," the concierge noted. "You've raised him well - was he adopted?"
"We had him by surrogate," Dave answered. "As you can see by his hair, he's half Randy's, but I love him as my own." Dave looked tenderly at me. I felt a warm glow inside at that - it really did feel like Dave and Randy were my two dads.
"The height appears to be from our surrogate's genetic line," Randy continued. We all laughed - it was hard not to see that given how Randy was 9 inches taller than me.
"Aren't his muscles coming along nicely, too?" The manager commented. "Slim, but firm, do you run track and field?"
"Baseball, sir." I responded, truthfully.
"And he is so naturally smooth, no chest hair or anything," the manager continued.
"Yes," Dave said. "That too is from the surrogate!"
"I'm a big old bear under this shirt," Randy exclaimed, laughing heartily.
"Really shows off his smooth, leanly muscled chest," the concierge mused. "His nipples are beautiful too, I love the light brown color and the size - just about the size of quarters."
"Yes," Dave said. "We've told him before but his body is a work of art - both genetically and because he's worked hard to keep it in good shape!" The manager and concierge nodded in agreement.
"I hope this isn't too forward but I like that you kept his penis uncut," the manager continued. It looks beautiful and natural, pale and pink and veiny." I felt very much on display and it was odd to have someone so openly comment on my body, but it only turned me on further.
"Thank you, we think he has come in nicely," Randy responded, squeezing my shoulder.
"Is that genetic too?" The manager asked.
"The size is, I suppose, although Tyler here is bigger than his old man," Randy said, beaming with pride, as if I really was his son. "He's bigger than me too," Dave said. "But we're both solidly sized down there, just circumcised unlike our son."
"Does he naturally have no pubic or armpit hair?" The concierge asked.
"I shave it, sir." I answered. "Keeps sweat and stink from collecting there."
"Well it looks wonderful. Your whole body is beautiful and I think our guests are going to enjoy having some eye candy!"
With that, we walked off to our cabin. It was late at night so no one else was on the street, which I felt lucky about, as I was rock hard the whole walk over!