1. Rachel's Dare - Part 4


    Date: 8/1/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    ringing in my ears. The policeman's outfit was admittedly made for someone with perhaps a more chiseled physique than the one I currently boasted. However, I managed to slip on the trousers, belt, and shirt without anything looking too obviously out of place on me, and now I stood in front of the curtain to the main stage. My heart was pounding away. Even with the music blaring away on the other side of the curtain, I could hear the blood pumping around my body, and every second now could be the second when the other man finished. The second when my turn started. I closed my eyes at that thought, and didn't really hear too much of what Claire was trying to tell me. She was trying to give me some tips, at least that's what I thought. The thong that barely covered my crotch under the trousers felt like it was two sizes too small. I kept repeating the mantra: "I get to keep the thong on, I get to keep the thong on." Through it all though, the nagging doubt crept into the forefront of my mind - what is the final dare that Rachel will challenge me with? As I stood, transfixed by the music and the moment, I was dimly aware that Claire was now tapping me on the shoulder. She was waving a piece of paper in my face, and as I tried to focus on it, she leant in and spoke directly into my ear. "It's from your friend," she explained, "your friend said to only read it when you're down to the thong." Claire paused, visibly checking me out at the point, and her facial expression seemed ...
    to suggest she was actually mildly impressed. Whether that was with my body, or the fact that I was seemingly going through with this, wasn't clear. I decided to go with "she's impressed by my body", and tried to pump up my self-confidence with every mad thought that I could grasp at. The cheering by the stage seemed to intensify for a moment, and reach a crescendo of whooping and hollering, before the the curtain was suddenly pulled back. The man who'd gone out as a firefighter came back as a perfect, naked specimen of manhood. It was enough to make some feel inadequate in comparison. He winked at me as he went past, and Claire gave him the thumbs up too. Through the curtain, I could see the smoky environment beyond. It seemed like the audience had doubled since we'd arrived - although that barely seemed to make sense. The women near the stage were in a partying mood, and some were even doing a little dancing by themselves. On either side of the stage, there was clearly a woman dressed in a slutty wedding dress, out with her friends on one last adventure before marriage. Two hens parties, both seeming to compete with each other as to who could be the most suggestive. Claire seemed to be keeping an eagle-eyed on events, making sure that everyone had fun without getting completely out of control. As the previous music died down, she firmly took me by the hand, and lead me out on to the stage. Speaking of being completely out of control, I could already feel the embarrassment ...
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