[Fiction] Beach Adventure

[Webdare2]

Oh no! I looked along my body in horror as my hard on thrust into the air, the only part of me that was visible besides my head. I put all my strength into my hand, pulling and pushing until finally it broke out of the sand. I pushed myself back under the sand but I was so hard I had to hold my hand there. This was very very bad. If I tried to cover up anymore, or sit up, then the sand tomb would break away, leaving me naked. My only option was to get to that stand, but I would have to do it stark naked.
I figured it would be best to get it over and done with. But I had the problem of the hard on. It would need to go down before I tried making a break for the stand but how could I get it down quickly enough? The sea! Maybe it would be cold enough.
One, two, three! I broke from the sand, jumping to my feet and sending it flying around me. As soon as I was up, I was sprinting towards the water. I dived in and stayed underwater until I’d swum to a safe distance. I stood up, waist-height deep and looked if I’d been seen. No one was looking; there had been no laughter or anything. How had I managed that? First piece of luck all day. Now for a plan to get to the stand. Now that I was in the water, I could pretend I’d lost my trunks or something. Would that work?
Just as I was thinking that, a felt myself get picked up and then was falling into the water as a particularly nasty wave hit me. Another one rushed past as I surfaced, sending me sprawling through the water. When the spinning stopped, I was lying face-down in the sand as water rushed over me. Blinking my eyes open, I realised I’d been washed up on the shore. Perfect!
I started to stand, then looked down and pretended to be startled that my trunks were gone. I covered myself with my hands, not needing to fake embarrassment, and began a fast paced walk. People laughed as they saw.
“What happened to your trunks?” Someone asked.
“Came off in the waves” I mumbled back.
The guy laughed, as more people joined in. I felt my face burning but I just walked. After a minute or two the laughter died down and people went back to what they were doing. I never felt so embarrassed, but once the laughter had stopped it wasn’t quite so bad. People still pointed and giggled but I remembered the girl walking topless without a care in the world and it actually reassured me a little bit.
I finally saw her, standing inside the hot dog stand. She waved, a big grin on her face. I didn’t wave back, which she found hilarious. She had put her top back on, which I suppose was better for me with the whole hardness situation.
“Wow, that didn’t take long. I’m impressed” She grinned.
She handed me a long coat, which I hurriedly pulled on. There was no belt so I had to hold it closed with my hands but I was grateful to be covered again.

[The Judge]

very good writing. and great idea for the beach. sounds like a great vacation gone wrong. kep it up on the case

[hex killer8]

ahhh i'm horny for it and i love it keep it up

[Funny pie]

please post more!

[Webdare2]

Sorry it's taken so long to get another update in but here's one:
“What now?” I asked.
“Well the next task silly”
“What is it then?” I asked warily. The tasks were getting more and more public, I didn’t know if I could handle what was coming.
“Go into the swimsuit store across the street and wait in the changing room, in the end stall. Go!”
That didn’t sound too hard. I had the coat after all. I turned away from the girl and began the walk. A few meters on from the stand we were at was the very busy main road. On the other side was a long line of different shops. The swimsuit store was a little further down the road.
I waited for a gap in the traffic. Everytime a car went past, my coat was lifted up a little bit but never enough to cause much embarrassment. I held it closed quite easily. Before long the traffic slowed and I darted across and into the store. There were swimsuits on sale everywhere inside, reminding me even more so of my predicament. If only I had money, I could buy one...
I made my way to the changing rooms and slipped inside the cubicle at the far end. She didn’t take long to arrive, less than two minutes actually, and carrying something in her hand.
“That was fast” I said.
She smiled then held up the thing in her hand. It was a pair of swimming shorts! “These are for you”
I took them happily and slipped on without hesitation. “Thank you!”
“I want the coat though”
“Have it” I slipped off the coat and handed it to her. I was fine just to be wearing shorts.
“Next task then”
“Wait, why do I need to do your tasks? I’ve got clothing now”
She grinned. “But I still have your room key, money and ID. You still need me”
She was right. Sighing, I asked. “What do I need to do?”
“Do you remember the towel you gave away? I want it back”
“That doesn’t sound too hard”
“That’s the spirit!” She giggled. “I’m going to leave, I want you wait five minutes then go get the towel. I’ll be waiting for half an hour at the cafe down the street”
So she left and I waited. It all seemed too easy but I didn’t see how it could go wrong for me. Five minutes later I left the changing rooms and made to leave the store. No one cared I was only wearing shorts, the fantastic thing about beach holidays. I was happy I wasn’t naked anymore, especially not in here, since there were a group of college girls, only a year or two younger than me by the looks of it, picking out suits nearby. That would be awkward. One of them eyed me up as I walked past. Things were getting better.
As I walked through the door, there was a loud beeping noise. I stopped and looked around in confusion. The nearest shop assistant, a middle-aged guy, approached me.
“What was that?” I asked.
“The alarm, but it doesn’t look like you’re stealing anything”
“I’m not” I promised.
“Try and go through again”
The barriers on either side of the door beeped again as I stepped through. By now I had drawn some more eyes from the group of girls. This was embarrassing but I hadn’t done anything wrong so really there was nothing to be worried about.
“Did you pay for this?” The assistant asked.
“For what?”
“That suit”
Alarm bells were sounding in my head. “My friend paid for them”
“Then let me see the tag”
“No problem” Please no, please tell me she didn’t do this to me.
He turned me around and pulled down the back of my suit to check the tag, exposing the top of my butt. I heard a couple of the girls giggle.
“I’m going to have to ask you to remove the suit” He said.
“What?!” I exclaimed. “Please, please, please don’t do this”
“I will not tolerate thieves” The man growled. “You disgusting thing, stealing swimsuits. I bet you get a sick thrill out of this, you exhibitionist low-life”
I backed away but he lunged forwards much faster than I would have expected. His hands gripped the waistband of my shorts and suddenly they were falling to the ground. As I was still moving, I tripped and fell back on my now bare ass, giving the assistant time to pull the shorts off my feet. He held them up above me and glared down at me with disgust.
“You deserve to be humiliated” He practically spat.
By now the girls were giggling and laughing, pointing at me. I covered myself with my hands and got to my feet.
“Please” I begged the guy. “Please I was tricked, I-“
“Disgusting thief” He snarled and pushed me.
I stumbled out onto the street as he shut the door. I banged one fist on the door but he held it closed. I could still hear the girls laughing on the other side.