Copyright 2025 by James Breitbart, all rights reserved
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* * * * *Chapter 11
Now that Brendan and Scott were stripped, Joey and Ethan were the
only ones of the original five still wearing clothes. David, the first
to be stripped, had one more week of being grounded, and would be
granted his freedom back the next Friday, coincidentally the first day
of Spring Break. David seemed to be acclimating well to nudity now that
the initial shock had worn off and his friends had rallied around him
to fight off the bullies, and Jeannette decided to reward him by
offering to host a sleepover for his friends.
She called
around to the other parents to see if they would be interested in what
promised to be a much livelier affair than any sleepover they’d had
before. All the parents were just fine with that, but Ann had a
scheduling problem.
“That’s Joey’s weekend with his father,” she explained, “actually, they’re planning to get stripped together.
“Oh, well then maybe we should push it to the next weekend so he can join in the fun.”
“He’s been getting a little inpatient ever since Scott and Brendan were
stripped. I’ll call his father and see if we can switch the weeks.”
Ann called Joey’s father, Leon, as soon as she got off the phone with
Jeannette. Leon, who had actually been considering getting stripped
even before Joey expressed an interest, was just as inpatient as his
son, and called back when Joey got home from school to break the news
to him in person.
“Cool!” Joey reacted excitedly.
“So be thinking about what tattoo you want to get.”
“I will.”
Joey did, in fact, spend a good portion of the next week thinking about
the tattoo he wanted, sketching designs in his notebook when the
teachers weren’t looking and taking advice from his friends. When he
wasn’t thinking about the tattoo, he was thinking about his future life
of permanent nudity. Part of him was nervous, of course, but a much
larger part of him was excited about all the sex he was going to be
having. By the time Friday rolled around, he was giddy with excitement.
Leon picked Joey directly up from school. He’d packed a toiletry bag in
his backpack, but no clothes other than the ones he was wearing. “The
offices will be closed by the time we get back,” he explained, “so I
was thinking we’d take care of the stripping here. Is that okay with
you?”
“Yeah!” Joey had worn flip-flops and gone to school
commando in anticipation of the big moment. He slid his sandals off in
the car and walked into city hall barefoot. By the time his father had
finished filling out the paperwork, Joey was already fully nude. Leon
finished stripping off and high-fived his son, then completed the
paperwork. He decided to check off all the permission boxes, meaning
that unlike his friends Joey would be officially allowed to smoke
tobacco once the chip in his wrist was activated. Both Joey and Leon
held out their arms, and Leon noticed that Joey didn’t wince at the
slight pain from the injection. They each took one of the complimentary
warming pills with a cup of water, and then they were on their way.
About 15 minutes later, Joey noticed that they weren’t taking their usual route. “Where are we going, Dad?”
“Your Mom gave me a shopping list,” his father explained.
They pulled up at the sex store, and Leon walked inside, carrying the
list Ann had given him, developed in consultation with Dr. Walsh – anal
beads in graduated sizes, a dildo with a flare on the end for safety,
and a vibrating butt plug. The saleswoman chatted amiably with Leon
while sizing his son, and managed to talk him into buying a dildo and
lubricant for himself.
“This is going to be interesting,” Leon
remarked as they walked out of the store, “I haven’t had anything up my
ass since I was your age.”
“Really,” Joey responded, “how come?”
“Well, I played with my friends the same way you do with yours, and in
private experimented with sticking my finger up there, but back then it
was unacceptable to be ‘gay’ so we stopped as we got older. Now I kind
of wish I’d kept it up, but you know it’s never too late to try
something new.”
By the time they got to Leon’s home, it was
close to dinner time, so Leon decided to order a pizza. “I’ve got
something that might pique our appetites,” he announced, then went to
his bedroom and retrieved a bowl, which he packed with marijuana. Leon
took a hit and then handed the bowl to his son, who inhaled with
practiced ease.
“This isn’t your first time,” Leon surmised.
“No,” Joey admitted, “but this is some good shit.”
“Well, I’m not going to ask where you got it from, but next time you
need to pay for your own or ask someone to share theirs. Stealing
reefer is very uncool.”
Joey nodded. “Yeah, I get it.”
Father and son passed the bowl back and forth while waiting for the pizza, both gradually growing erect.
“Man,” Joey remarked, “this shit’s making me even hornier!”
“It has that effect on me, too,” his father said, “but you know we can take care of that.”
“Yeah, sounds like a good idea.”
“Why don’t we break out that lube?”
Both of them applied the lubricant to their erections and began
masturbating. Joey was the first to reach orgasm, shooting a small load
of watery cum. His father, who had been saving up for a couple of days,
shot a much more impressive load of thick white semen.
“Wow,” Joey exclaimed, “that was awesome.”
“You’ll be shooting that much in a couple of years,” his father told him.
“I can’t wait!”
The pizza arrived shortly thereafter, and they washed it down with a
couple of beers each. By the time he’d finished, Joey was pretty
sleepy, and he went to sleep without too much trouble, despite his
excitement for the next day’s events.
When he woke up the next
morning, Joey’s father introduced him to the concept of a
wake-and-bake, and then, explaining that you should never drive high,
they took the bus downtown to Joey’s favorite diner, where they tucked
in to a massive plate of pancakes. They got a few second glances, but
nudity had been more common in Seattle than elsewhere in the state,
even before the passage of the FENP law, so no one was unduly perturbed
by the sight, and the looks were either curious or aroused, rather than
hostile.
Joey found that he somewhat enjoyed the extra
attention, enough that he smiled back at a girl his age who was staring
at him on the bus. He didn’t stop to chat, though. He and his father
had a busy day ahead of them.