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"writing": "[b][u][center]The Naked Show\nKink-Tober 1: Male Exhibitionism\nFor RoflLion\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nGryn took another deep breath as the train lurched away from the station. Just one more to go and the ‘game’ would start. The saber-tiger just hoped that he could get through it with minimal humiliation. \n\n“Just think about the pay-off,” the feline muttered to himself. “Just one little walk and you get $5k. That’ll pay off everything you need for the semester, and then some. Just gotta get from one station to the other…”\n\nThat’s what he kept telling himself, but he kept looking down at his arms and tracing the blue stripes over the white fur to distract himself from what that really entailed. No matter how late it was, there would still be people around. The city never slept, not really, and even though the train car was completely empty other than him, he [i]knew[/i] that there’d be at least a few people in the city-center mall between him and the other station. \n\nAnd considering what the whole deal entailed, even if there weren’t, there’d still be an…audience. \n\nGryn shook his head, clenching his fists as he forced a smile. \n\n“It’ll be fine. Yeah. Yeah, it’ll be fine. And besides, even if someone sees me, I got the goods. Just, uh, just a free show. Yeah.”\n\nHis smile shook before it dropped, and he groaned as he slammed his palm against his forehead. \n\n“Why the fuck did I agree to this?”\n\n“[b]Now approaching South-Central Station,[/b]” the train intercom announced. “[b]Change here for the City Center Mall, City Center Bus Station, and City Center Memorabilia. Transfers for the City Center Sky-Rail and City Center Sports Arena available five minutes travel from the station.[/b]”\n\nHe groaned. It was his stop, and if he wanted that $5k, he was going to have to put up or shut up. \n\nThe saber-tiger got to his feet and started pulling at his shirt buttons. They came undone quickly, soon exposing his chest and stomach. Flat, strong, as it should have been with all the time that he spent at the gym. He tossed the shirt over the seat, then hurried with his belt and the buttons off his pants. As he kicked off his shoes, the train started slowing down. \n\n“Come on, come on…”\n\n“[b]Now arriving at South-Central Station.[/b]”\n\nGrunting as he yanked off his pants, the saber-tiger tossed them and his shoes on top of his shirt. That left only his underwear and his socks, but there was no time to take those off; the train had already come to a complete stop on the platform. The moment of truth had arrived. Face reddening, the feline stepped through the door and onto the platform. \n\nIt was completely empty. Not a soul stepped off the train with him; no surprise, considering it was one in the morning. The train lingered for a moment, then the hydraulic doors shut, clicking closed before the train departed. Gryn didn’t look back; if there was anyone in the other train cars to see him standing there in his briefs, socks, and bandana, he didn’t want to know. \n\nThe rattling of the train car faded into the distance, leaving him alone in the half-buried station. The glass roof above let the moonlight in, and pylons running up and down the platform had cameras that kept an eye on everything. He was sure that at least one of them had already zeroed in on his exposed self. His face burned all the hotter at the thought, and he rubbed his cheeks as he tried to lock in on the task at hand. \n\n“Right, right. Just gotta get from here to North-Central and get on the train, and then…then I get paid.”\n\nJust had to avoid getting caught. Which meant avoiding being seen if he could – which he wanted to avoid anyway, because – well, he was still in his underwear and socks, and – \n\nA spotlight lit him up. Gryn nearly jumped out of his fur, eyes darting for any kind of cover –\n\n“[i]Well, well, well, it looks like our competitor for the night hasn’t put on his uniform yet.[/i]”\n\nThe saber-tiger sagged in relief as he finally saw the source of the light and digitized voice. It was a drone coming down from the station exit further down the platform, floating down the escalators under the glass tube leading to the surface. The drone drifted over to him, carrying a small case under it as well as having a camera and speaker mounted to it. It floated around him, camera lens zooming in and pulling back several times as it panned over his body. \n\n[i]Mmmph…should have guessed…[/i]\n\n“[i]Hehehe, you know the rules, my stripy friend. Nothing but your fur if you want the five thousand dollars.[/i]”\n\n“Mmmph. I didn’t get the chance to take it all off yet. Like, the train got here faster than I thought.”\n\n“[i]Oh, that’s fiiiiiine. You can just take the rest of it off now. The camera will get it all.[/i]”\n\nGryn opened his mouth, then closed it again. How did that sound more embarrassing than taking it all off on the train? Why…why did [i]that[/i] make him blush worse?\n\n“…Yeah, fine. But, like, the bandana stays on.”\n\n“[i]Oh, that’s fine. That doesn’t hide any of the goods.[/i]”\n\n“…Fuck.”\n\nShaking his head, he reached down for his socks and pulled them off. The drone circled behind him, the lens clicking softly as it zoomed in on his toes sand the bottoms of his feet for a few seconds. Gryn did his best not to think about the sort of stuff that people might be saying about that, shaking his head as he folded them together and tucked them under his arm.\n\nThen his briefs. \n\nHis cheeks kept burning as he worked a claw under the waistband and tugged them down. He had to lean forward to get them down to his ankles, and he just knew that the drone was right behind him, camera damn near jammed under his tail to get a good view of his cheeks. Thick, a little wide, definitely showing the results of his gym hours but – \n\n“[i]Mmmm, quite the cake back here,[/i]” the drone said. \n\n“Like, leave it alone.”\n\n“[i]Mmmm, maybe, maybe not. Now, turn around.[/i]”\n\nThe saber-tiger stood up and slowly spun in place. His cock swung with him. Not huge, not massive, but there was a fair bit of meat between his legs even while soft. He’d guess around five inches showing, and he had a nice sac under it. Looked good in the mirror, but he’d never thought that he’d be showing it off somewhere this public. \n\n“[i]Mmmm, looking good, kitty. I’m sure that there’s going to be some security guards enjoying this footage later.[/i]”\n\n“Mmmph. Trying not to think about that.”\n\n“[i]Well, you’re naked now, so let’s get this show on the road. Don’t want you still standing on the platform when the next train comes through, do we?[/i]”\n\n“Mmmph…no.”\n\n“[i]That’s right. Now, first, throw those away – no point in carrying them with you. You’re supposed to be completely exposed, darling, and that means nothing in the way of the audience’s view.[/i]”\n\nOnce again, he opened his mouth, then closed it again. Reminding himself that those five thousand dollars would make such a difference to his finances, he looked down the station until he found a trash can. He walked over, hesitated for a split-second more, then dropped his socks and briefs into it. Just hearing them thump into the bottom of the trash bag made him feel more exposed than ever. \n\n“[i]Heh, good boy. Now, here. Take the case from the drone. Inside, you’re going to find a pair of earbuds. You’re going to wear those so you can hear what chat’s saying while you’re going from station to station. You want to know what your fans are saying, don’t you?[/i]”\n\n“I – I mean, like, I guess.”\n\n“[i]Splendid. Here.[/i]”\n\nThe drone wobbled forward, offering him the case. Gryn shook his head as he took it, trying not to think of the way that the slight breeze through the station was tickling between his legs, blowing behind his balls, and – \n\nMmm, he was already starting to stiffen up a bit. That wasn’t a good sign. He’d be hard as hell if this kept up. \n\nSnapping the case open, he saw a pair of Bluetooth buds. He pulled them out, slid them into his ears, and – \n\n[i]Power on. Connecting.[/i]\n\nBeep. \n\nNo sooner said than done, they were connected to – well, whatever this whole thing was connected to. The drone, maybe, but it was already reading out messages from the ‘stream chat’ that was watching through the camera. \n\n[b]Damn, look at that ass. It’s big enough to fit a horse cock between those cheeks. \n\nHeh, I bet he’s looking forward to showing off. Looks like a pervert. \n\nHey, turn around again. I wanna see that cock and balls.\n\nHehehehe, how long until someone catches him?\n\nWho knows, but I wanna see him grinding on something. That ass is going to be jiggling all night.[/b]\n\nHe felt like the fur was going to burn right off his face at this rate. Gryn shook his head, rubbing his cheeks. \n\n“[i]So, for anyone that wasn’t there for the announcement, here’s the stakes,[/i]” the Game Master said through the drone and the headphones. “[i]Our contestant here has to get from South-Central station to North-Central station, on the other side of the shopping center. It’s a big walk; even a direct route’s a half-hour trek, and that’s risking all kinds of exposure. But if he makes it, and security and cops don’t get his ass, he gets a reward of five thousand dollars. And maybe more, if he’s up for more games like this.[/i]”\n\n“Like I’d ever do something this perverted again,” Gryn muttered. \n\n“[i]Now, the route’s up to him. Our contestant can go whatever way he likes. But if he gets nabbed by anyone with a badge, then the game’s over and he’s gotta face the consequences. The rules are simple: no clothes, no touching. The chat can say whatever it wants to try and throw him off his game, or they can try and help him. It’s all up to you. Now that we’ve covered the rules, let’s get this show on the road![/i]”\n\nNudged by the drone, Gryn bit his lips and started walking. Oh, it was [i]so[/i] different to have everything out in the open. Sure, he’d flaunted himself a bit before when he’d walked through the mall during the day, but there was a huge difference between showing off that you were jacked and showing off [i]everything.[/i] Every last inch of his body was exposed and he was aware of all of it. He could feel his pecs getting teased by the fingers of wind running through his fur and he was more conscious than ever of the too-smooth pavement of the platform under his feet. \n\n[i]Mmmph…goddamn…[/i]\n\nAs he walked toward the escalators, he tried to imagine the route he’d take. The city-center mall was a full three stories tall, and the entrance on the other side was on a different floor to the entrance on this one. So, not only would he have to go through the whole thing, he’d have to find a working escalator at one in the morning and get up to the exit floor on the other side. Not to mention that the whole place would be lit up and he’d be visible to anyone passing by. \n\nHe gritted his teeth as he set foot on the bottom of the station escalator, feeling every little ridge against the bottom of his foot. The camera drone circled around him, and the chatter continued. \n\n[b]Man, look at how jacked he is. He’s got a hot bod. \n\nHehehe, how’s it feel to have that dick swinging around? I beet you that there’s gonna be someone taking pics of that. \n\nScreenshotting this. Fuck, I’ll be getting off to that ass later. \n\nHehehe, think he’ll twerk for us?[/b]\n\nFighting the urge to cover himself, Gryn shook his head. There were other ways to North-Center station. It’d take longer, but he could go around the mall. Wouldn’t be there before two, at least, but there were less streetlights and not nearly as many people as there’d be inside the mall. No late-night shoppers out here. \n\n[i]And less rent-a-cops, too…[/i]\n\nSeemed like the saner route. Nodding to himself, he rode the escalator to street level, turned to his right – \n\nAnd immediately got blasted with the headlights of a bus. The drone went skyward, out of the way, and the chat went wild. \n\n[b]Holy shit, he’s lit up already!\n\nLook at his shadow! You can see his dick swinging around!\n\nHehehe, that bus driver’s getting a hell of a show. Turn around, moon him!\n\nLook out, I think there’s a cop on that one.[/b]\n\nWhether the chat was lying or not, Gryn’s humiliation gave him the push to run for the mall. He stumbled on the sidewalk, almost falling head over heels, but managed to catch himself at the last second. His cock swung from thigh to thigh as he ran for the mall doors, lunging through them as they opened automatically. \n\nOut-of-date pop music chased him from the entrance to the nearest bathroom. Gryn threw himself through the doors and into the first stall that he saw, slamming the door shut behind him. His heart hammered against his chest as the bus driver’s face replayed itself through his memory. \n\nFlash. \n\nThe Doberman in the front seat slamming on the brakes, staring. \n\nFlash. \n\nThe wide-eyed and slack-jawed stare as the dog looked at the cat that he’d just caught in his headlights. \n\nFlash. \n\nThe feeling of his cock throbbing up as he had an unwitting audience to his naked walk. \n\n“[i]Heheheh, well, looks like this walk is off to an [b]amazing[/b] start,[/i]” the Game Master said, the drone flitting over the stall wall and pointing its camera down at him, and his dick. “[i]Just a few minutes in, and he’s already been put in the spotlight by a passing bus. Oh, I’m seeing all kinds of messages on social media about this. Tell me, man. How’s it feel to know that your dick’s already spreading across the internet?[/i]”\n\n“…You’re – tell me you’re joking. Like, there’s no way that it’s already that…”\n\n“[i]Oh, it’s out there, alright. And so’s your ass. You ran away pretty quick that it’s almost all blurs, but there were some fast photographers on that bus. The clips are out there, that striped booty running from the station to the mall. Ooooooh, there’s comments already. And chat’s loving it, aren’t they?[/i]”\n\n[b]Oooooh, that’s a juicy booty.\n\nMan, this guy’s going to look like a pervert tomorrow. \n\nThink he’s going to be able to avoid touching himself? I couldn’t.\n\nCome on, leave the stall. Risk a little. \n\nMmmm, come on, just give us a bit of a show. I bet you’d look hot on your knees. \n\nHell, squat and spread those legs, and I’ll throw a few bucks into the pot.[/b]\n\nThey were relentless. He’d never had this sort of attention before; even the little bits of teasing that he did when he was at the gym, or down at the bar while waiting for his partners, or anywhere else never got him this kind of attention. He could [i]feel[/i] every eye behind every voice, almost like they were invisibly stroking his ass, his cock, and everything else. The saber-tiger groaned, his cock throbbing up between his legs. \n\n[i]This is gonna be way harder than I thought…[/i]\n\n“[i]Hehe, so, how long is our contestant going to hide out here? After all, eventually someone’s gonna come knocking. And you still have to get to the other side before someone nabs you…Maybe the bus driver’s calling mall security right now?[/i]”\n\nGryn’s eyes went wide. He hadn’t even thought of that. The idea of the mall cops busting down the door and dragging him out with everything on display sent a shiver down his spine and a throb through his dick. \n\n[i]Move. Move. Move.[/i]\n\nHe forced himself from the stall, biting his lips as he felt his cock against his stomach. God, when did he get that hard? He’d never – \n\nNo, don’t think about it. He still had to get to the other side of the mall, and even though it was late, there would still be [i]some[/i] mall rats out this late. He had to keep to the quieter parts and hope that he got lucky. \n\n[i]Okay, okay. Just gotta make my way down the side of the mall. Stay close to the shops so I can duck in if I get spotted, stay low and…and I should be alright. Like, not like anyone’s paying that much attention right now, right? Right.[/i]\n\nHe poked his head out of the bathroom. To his left was the main door. The bus was still outside, and he ducked his head back inside even though there was no way that the driver could have seen him. The what-if still scared the hell out of him. \n\nTo his right, the rest of the mall stretched out. The city-center mall was a big circular building, one that split down the middle around a massive, multi-story garden. The shops ringed that, eventually coming together again with a wide but short corridor that led to the escalators on the other side. There were, technically, stairs and elevators halfway across, but he didn’t want to risk those right now. \n\nThe drone hovered behind him, nudging under his tail. He yelped, whipping his head around and glaring at the hovering hunk of metal. \n\n“Don’t touch my ass, man. Like, rude.”\n\n“[i]Mmmm, then keep the show going. Otherwise, I’ll have to start making it interesting again.[/i]”\n\n“You get me caught –”\n\n“[i]They’ll never find me. Now, come on. You know you want this.[/i]”\n\n“Just the money, man.”\n\n“[i]Mmm, is it?[/i]”\n\nGryn shook his head, turning around and facing the open mall again. There was nobody in sight, and he could see all the way to the split in the path. If he ran, the only people that’d see him were the people in stream and the security cameras. If he moved really, really fast, he might be able to run all the way to the other side of the mall without seeing anyone. \n\n[i]Okay…one…two…three![/i]\n\nThe saber-tiger darted out of the bathroom, sprinting across the open corridor. Some stores were dark, some were lit, but he didn’t see anyone. The hard white tiles under his feet made his claws click and clatter with every step, feeling louder than it had any right to, and – \n\nSmack, smack, smack. He wasn’t sure that he could blush much more, but his face felt like it was trying as his balls bounced between his thighs and his ass cheeks clapped as he ran down the hallway. He almost stumbled as the sounds echoed back to him, the drone keeping pace at his side and filming – god, it was filming in profile, showing how his cock looked wagging from side to side and – \n\n[b]Wow, this cat’s hung. \n\nHehehe, think he’ll cum before the night’s out?\n\nMan, I’d love to see that thing spurt. \n\nHow the hell does he hide something that meaty?\n\nLook at those balls. Man, he’s not cumming often enough if they’re that big. \n\nCome on, cat, take a break. Jerk off. Give us more of a show than just running around.[/b]\n\nHe was not going to get soft anytime soon. Gryn shook his head – \n\n“And you know, I told Deborah that –”\n\n[i]Shit![/i]\n\nWhoever that was, they were right around the corner. Gryn looked at the split up ahead, made a mental calculation, and threw it all in the hands of luck. The saber-tiger leaned back and slid, shooting across the tiled floor to the low wall around the garden. \n\nTime seemed to slow. For a moment, he saw a pair of tabby cats walking by on the other side of the split. They were looking at each other, gossiping away, but all it would take was one little look in his direction. \n\nIt felt like it took forever for him to slide by. One second. Two. Three. \n\nThen the divider slid between him and them. He skidded to a stop, panting for breath as he stared at the ceiling. \n\n[i]Oh god…oh…god…[/i]\n\nThat had been too close. If either of them had looked away from each other and looked at the floor in front of them instead…He groaned, rolling onto his side – \n\n[b]Man, imagine walking up behind that. \n\nThat ass is just begging for a smack. \n\nCome on, man, spank it for us. \n\nOoooh, why don’t you stay like that? Maybe security will let you off for a warning. \n\nAny werewolves in chat with that full moon?[/b]\n\n“Oh, could you, like, shut up?” he muttered. \n\nHe lifted himself up just high enough to look over the garden wall. The two cats were still walking by, but they’d slowed down. One paused, turned to the other and – were they gesturing ahead? Had they seen him after all? \n\nNo, no, no way. They’d be calling security if they had. But – \n\nNo. He had to keep moving. \n\nDucking his head, he crawled along as fast as he could, putting as much distance between him and the cats as he could. He could feel the drone hovering along behind him and the chat continued to echo with all kinds of teasing comments, but he just kept moving. If he stopped to think about it – or god forbid, stopped to listen to what the chat was saying – he would never be able to get started again. \n\n[i]Naked. I’m naked in the middle of a shopping mall, trying to get to a train station, to get a naked ride home – this is NOT worth five thousand dollars.[/i]\n\nAnd yet, he kept moving. \n\nThe only mercy that he had was that there were dozens of tables and chairs along the garden ring, each one offering some hint of cover between him and the shops that were still open. It was random which ones were still going, it felt. The clothing shops were half-open, half-closed, while the toy stores were completely shut down. Bath and body stores had their doors wide open – god knew why – while half the lingerie shops were shut down for the night.\n\nAnd every time that he passed by an open door, he had to freeze, hiding behind a table and chair in the most awkward position possible while chat yapped in his ear. \n\n[b]Hehehe, look out. I think a security officer’s coming round the corner. \n\nHey, I think his dick is sticking out around the table. \n\nMmm, do I see some pre-cum dripping?[/b]\n\nThe worst part was he was pretty sure that they did. He swore that he was not that turned on, but his body was giving a completely different message. Throb, throb, throb went his cock every time that he stopped, and he bit his lips as he covered himself as best he could. The drone kept darting down, too, taking pictures and video between his legs, under his tail, and everywhere else it could. \n\nAs he ducked behind yet another table about halfway around the ring – \n\n“This is Officer Charlie. No sign of the suspect yet, over.”\n\n[i]GODDAMMIT![/i]\n\nThe drone lurched skywards while he tucked himself further behind a table-bench. His back to the solid plastic, he huddled up as the sound of footsteps came closer, closer, and closer still. Solid black shoes stepped into view, just a pace away from seeing him. If their owner took one more step – \n\nBut he didn’t. The officer stopped just out of view. He turned slightly, clearly looking around. \n\n“This is Officer Charlie. Repeat the suspect’s description, over.”\n\n“[i]Officer Charlie, this is dispatch. Suspect is a white and blue saber-tiger conducting indecent exposure. He was spotted entering the shopping center’s southern entrance and flaunting himself to multiple individuals.[/i]”\n\n“Gotcha. Well, nothing so far. Gonna take a seat for now.”\n\n[i]Oh, come ON.[/i]\n\nThe officer sat down on the bench, the whole thing sagging ever so slightly. Gryn’s eyes went wide as the plastic sagged down to within an inch of his boner, almost touching it. He covered his mouth to keep the whimper inside, staring at how close he was to being completely, utterly exposed. \n\n“Man, if that pervert’s actually in the building, I hope I find him,” the officer said, shifting from side to side and grinding the plastic back. “Heh. I’d march that dick right out of the building without letting him get dressed. Bet he’d be dripping all the way to the car, too, deviant like that. And when we got back to the station…bet you that he’d be eye-candy for all the perps in the holding cells. Just tie him up so that his ass is right up against the bars, let everyone get a good look.”\n\n[b]Holy shit, this cop’s a perv, too. \n\nMaybe we should let him see our bitch. \n\nHey, why don’t you just show off? Let him haul you in.\n\nHehehe, come on, exhibitionist kitty. Sign up for a prison tour.[/b]\n\nThrob. Throb. Throb. \n\nGryn kept his hand over his mouth, keeping every sound behind his teeth as the rent-a-cop kept muttering to himself. No way. He was so close. So fucking close. Just another half of the mall, then up and out. \n\n[i]Come on. Move. Move.[/i]\n\n“[i]Officer Charlie, this is dispatch. Have you continued your patrol?[/i]”\n\n“Ugh. Dispatch, this is Officer Charlie. Resuming now.” Click. “Ugh. So much for taking a load off.”\n\nThe plastic moved, and Gryn moved with it. The guard had barely moved around the seat before the saber-tiger was on the move again. No more hiding; he stood up and ran as fast as his feet would carry him. \n\nHe honestly thought that he was in the clear when – \n\n“Hey! Stop right there, pervert!”\n\n[i]SHIT![/i]\n\n“[i]And we’re off![/i]” the Game Master said in his ear, laughing like it was the best show in the world. \n\n“F-fuck off!” \n\nHe bit his lip as he kept running. The clapping of his ass cheeks, the smack, smack, smack of his hard-on against his stomach, and the repeated shouts from the rent-a-cop to halt all reminded him of how exposed he was. Exposed, naked, completely on display for anyone that happened to pass by – \n\nGryn yelped as he stutter-stepped to one side to avoid running into a bull that was walking out of a candle shop. The bull’s eyes went wide, mouth agape, and it took everything that the saber-tiger had to keep running. \n\n“Stop in the name of the law!” Charlie shouted after him. \n\nNot a chance. Not a fucking chance. \n\nHe kept running, bare feet sliding on the tiles. Other customers – most staring with eyes wide with shock, others with grins of their own fantasies – melted away as he ran past them. He reached the escalators, taking the steps two at a time as he ran right up. Other people came down the other side, yelping and screaming as he ran past them. \n\n[b]Hehehe, oh, that Doberman is right on his tail. \n\nThink he’s going to make it?\n\nGonna be damn close. \n\nCome on, come on, trip and fall, trip and fall. \n\nWow, there needs to be more porn like this.[/b]\n\nAlmost at the top. Now he was surrounded by mirrored glass, the clothing stores at the top of the escalator clearly wanting people to see themselves in their product. All Gryn saw was a blushing saber-tiger running as fast as he could, a pervert in public with a hard-on that would not die. He looked like someone in a slutty fantasy, pushed out to cum for the public’s pleasure and – \n\nAnd he couldn’t stop throbbing. \n\nThe drone chased after him, and Officer Charlie chased after both of them. Gryn threw out his hand, forcing the door open and running across the street. He barely managed to beat a car for the sidewalk, spinning from the air that rushed past and almost falling over – \n\n“Stop! Stop, you pervert!”\n\n“You’re the pervert with what you wanna do to me!” Gryn shouted back. \n\nThe station. It was right there. Another dozen feet, and the train was already pulling into the platform. \n\nHe leaped the barrier. It was wrong but he couldn’t stop to tap in. As soon as he landed on the other side, he pushed himself harder. \n\n[b]He’s almost there! \n\nCome on, come on, you can do it!\n\nFall over!\n\nGet to the train!\n\nCome on, come on![/b]\n\nGryn gasped for breath as he hit the platform. The train’s doors opened. Nobody exited. They started to close – \n\n“GAH!”\n\nAnd he threw himself in at the last moment, finally falling flat on his face. The drone crashed against the door, falling under the train in the process, and Officer Charlie in the door with a comedic thunk. \n\n“[b]This train is now departing.[/b]”\n\nAs the train rumbled under him, Gryn slowly rolled onto his back. There was nothing but static in the earbuds now, so he took them off. He panted for breath, lying there and shaking his head in disbelief. \n\n“Too…too close…”\n\nBut what a rush. He’d never, ever had that many eyes on him, and he’d never been this hard before. And with nobody on the train, there was only one thing that he could think to do.\n\nHe reached down and grabbed his cock, beating his meat. He lasted all of two strokes before he was cumming, arching his back and shooting across his chest. \n\n“Mmmph…mmmph…”\n\nThere was still the issue of getting from his home station to his actual house, particularly without a phone to call anyone but…well, that was an issue for future-him. Present-him was so worn down and exhausted that he was just trying to stay awake on the floor of the train. Hopefully nobody else got on before he got home…\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: The first of the kink-tober stories, posted and done far too late. This one focuses on male exhibitionism, where a saber-tiger guy makes his way from one end of a shopping center to the other while trying to avoid being exposed too quickly.\n\nTags: M/solo, Teasing, Exhibitionism, Risky, Naked Walk, Barefoot, Embarrassed, Camera, Stream, Livestream, Chat, Chatbox, Saber-Tiger, Feline, Erection, Kink-Tober, Orgasm, Cum, Nudity, \n",
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The Naked Show Kink-Tober 1: Male Exhibitionism For RoflLion By Draconicon
Gryn took another deep breath as the train lurched away from the station. Just one more to go and the ‘game’ would start. The saber-tiger just hoped that he could get through it with minimal humiliation.
“Just think about the pay-off,” the feline muttered to himself. “Just one little walk and you get $5k. That’ll pay off everything you need for the semester, and then some. Just gotta get from one station to the other…”
That’s what he kept telling himself, but he kept looking down at his arms and tracing the blue stripes over the white fur to distract himself from what that really entailed. No matter how late it was, there would still be people around. The city never slept, not really, and even though the train car was completely empty other than him, he knew that there’d be at least a few people in the city-center mall between him and the other station.
And considering what the whole deal entailed, even if there weren’t, there’d still be an…audience.
Gryn shook his head, clenching his fists as he forced a smile.
“It’ll be fine. Yeah. Yeah, it’ll be fine. And besides, even if someone sees me, I got the goods. Just, uh, just a free show. Yeah.”
His smile shook before it dropped, and he groaned as he slammed his palm against his forehead.
“Why the fuck did I agree to this?”
“Now approaching South-Central Station,” the train intercom announced. “Change here for the City Center Mall, City Center Bus Station, and City Center Memorabilia. Transfers for the City Center Sky-Rail and City Center Sports Arena available five minutes travel from the station.”
He groaned. It was his stop, and if he wanted that $5k, he was going to have to put up or shut up.
The saber-tiger got to his feet and started pulling at his shirt buttons. They came undone quickly, soon exposing his chest and stomach. Flat, strong, as it should have been with all the time that he spent at the gym. He tossed the shirt over the seat, then hurried with his belt and the buttons off his pants. As he kicked off his shoes, the train started slowing down.
“Come on, come on…”
“Now arriving at South-Central Station.”
Grunting as he yanked off his pants, the saber-tiger tossed them and his shoes on top of his shirt. That left only his underwear and his socks, but there was no time to take those off; the train had already come to a complete stop on the platform. The moment of truth had arrived. Face reddening, the feline stepped through the door and onto the platform.
It was completely empty. Not a soul stepped off the train with him; no surprise, considering it was one in the morning. The train lingered for a moment, then the hydraulic doors shut, clicking closed before the train departed. Gryn didn’t look back; if there was anyone in the other train cars to see him standing there in his briefs, socks, and bandana, he didn’t want to know.
The rattling of the train car faded into the distance, leaving him alone in the half-buried station. The glass roof above let the moonlight in, and pylons running up and down the platform had cameras that kept an eye on everything. He was sure that at least one of them had already zeroed in on his exposed self. His face burned all the hotter at the thought, and he rubbed his cheeks as he tried to lock in on the task at hand.
“Right, right. Just gotta get from here to North-Central and get on the train, and then…then I get paid.”
Just had to avoid getting caught. Which meant avoiding being seen if he could – which he wanted to avoid anyway, because – well, he was still in his underwear and socks, and –
A spotlight lit him up. Gryn nearly jumped out of his fur, eyes darting for any kind of cover –
“Well, well, well, it looks like our competitor for the night hasn’t put on his uniform yet.”
The saber-tiger sagged in relief as he finally saw the source of the light and digitized voice. It was a drone coming down from the station exit further down the platform, floating down the escalators under the glass tube leading to the surface. The drone drifted over to him, carrying a small case under it as well as having a camera and speaker mounted to it. It floated around him, camera lens zooming in and pulling back several times as it panned over his body.
Mmmph…should have guessed…
“Hehehe, you know the rules, my stripy friend. Nothing but your fur if you want the five thousand dollars.”
“Mmmph. I didn’t get the chance to take it all off yet. Like, the train got here faster than I thought.”
“Oh, that’s fiiiiiine. You can just take the rest of it off now. The camera will get it all.”
Gryn opened his mouth, then closed it again. How did that sound more embarrassing than taking it all off on the train? Why…why did that make him blush worse?
“…Yeah, fine. But, like, the bandana stays on.”
“Oh, that’s fine. That doesn’t hide any of the goods.”
“…Fuck.”
Shaking his head, he reached down for his socks and pulled them off. The drone circled behind him, the lens clicking softly as it zoomed in on his toes sand the bottoms of his feet for a few seconds. Gryn did his best not to think about the sort of stuff that people might be saying about that, shaking his head as he folded them together and tucked them under his arm.
Then his briefs.
His cheeks kept burning as he worked a claw under the waistband and tugged them down. He had to lean forward to get them down to his ankles, and he just knew that the drone was right behind him, camera damn near jammed under his tail to get a good view of his cheeks. Thick, a little wide, definitely showing the results of his gym hours but –
“Mmmm, quite the cake back here,” the drone said.
“Like, leave it alone.”
“Mmmm, maybe, maybe not. Now, turn around.”
The saber-tiger stood up and slowly spun in place. His cock swung with him. Not huge, not massive, but there was a fair bit of meat between his legs even while soft. He’d guess around five inches showing, and he had a nice sac under it. Looked good in the mirror, but he’d never thought that he’d be showing it off somewhere this public.
“Mmmm, looking good, kitty. I’m sure that there’s going to be some security guards enjoying this footage later.”
“Mmmph. Trying not to think about that.”
“Well, you’re naked now, so let’s get this show on the road. Don’t want you still standing on the platform when the next train comes through, do we?”
“Mmmph…no.”
“That’s right. Now, first, throw those away – no point in carrying them with you. You’re supposed to be completely exposed, darling, and that means nothing in the way of the audience’s view.”
Once again, he opened his mouth, then closed it again. Reminding himself that those five thousand dollars would make such a difference to his finances, he looked down the station until he found a trash can. He walked over, hesitated for a split-second more, then dropped his socks and briefs into it. Just hearing them thump into the bottom of the trash bag made him feel more exposed than ever.
“Heh, good boy. Now, here. Take the case from the drone. Inside, you’re going to find a pair of earbuds. You’re going to wear those so you can hear what chat’s saying while you’re going from station to station. You want to know what your fans are saying, don’t you?”
“I – I mean, like, I guess.”
“Splendid. Here.”
The drone wobbled forward, offering him the case. Gryn shook his head as he took it, trying not to think of the way that the slight breeze through the station was tickling between his legs, blowing behind his balls, and –
Mmm, he was already starting to stiffen up a bit. That wasn’t a good sign. He’d be hard as hell if this kept up.
Snapping the case open, he saw a pair of Bluetooth buds. He pulled them out, slid them into his ears, and –
Power on. Connecting.
Beep.
No sooner said than done, they were connected to – well, whatever this whole thing was connected to. The drone, maybe, but it was already reading out messages from the ‘stream chat’ that was watching through the camera.
Damn, look at that ass. It’s big enough to fit a horse cock between those cheeks.
Heh, I bet he’s looking forward to showing off. Looks like a pervert.
Hey, turn around again. I wanna see that cock and balls.
Hehehehe, how long until someone catches him?
Who knows, but I wanna see him grinding on something. That ass is going to be jiggling all night.
He felt like the fur was going to burn right off his face at this rate. Gryn shook his head, rubbing his cheeks.
“So, for anyone that wasn’t there for the announcement, here’s the stakes,” the Game Master said through the drone and the headphones. “Our contestant here has to get from South-Central station to North-Central station, on the other side of the shopping center. It’s a big walk; even a direct route’s a half-hour trek, and that’s risking all kinds of exposure. But if he makes it, and security and cops don’t get his ass, he gets a reward of five thousand dollars. And maybe more, if he’s up for more games like this.”
“Like I’d ever do something this perverted again,” Gryn muttered.
“Now, the route’s up to him. Our contestant can go whatever way he likes. But if he gets nabbed by anyone with a badge, then the game’s over and he’s gotta face the consequences. The rules are simple: no clothes, no touching. The chat can say whatever it wants to try and throw him off his game, or they can try and help him. It’s all up to you. Now that we’ve covered the rules, let’s get this show on the road!”
Nudged by the drone, Gryn bit his lips and started walking. Oh, it was so different to have everything out in the open. Sure, he’d flaunted himself a bit before when he’d walked through the mall during the day, but there was a huge difference between showing off that you were jacked and showing off everything. Every last inch of his body was exposed and he was aware of all of it. He could feel his pecs getting teased by the fingers of wind running through his fur and he was more conscious than ever of the too-smooth pavement of the platform under his feet.
Mmmph…goddamn…
As he walked toward the escalators, he tried to imagine the route he’d take. The city-center mall was a full three stories tall, and the entrance on the other side was on a different floor to the entrance on this one. So, not only would he have to go through the whole thing, he’d have to find a working escalator at one in the morning and get up to the exit floor on the other side. Not to mention that the whole place would be lit up and he’d be visible to anyone passing by.
He gritted his teeth as he set foot on the bottom of the station escalator, feeling every little ridge against the bottom of his foot. The camera drone circled around him, and the chatter continued.
Man, look at how jacked he is. He’s got a hot bod.
Hehehe, how’s it feel to have that dick swinging around? I beet you that there’s gonna be someone taking pics of that.
Screenshotting this. Fuck, I’ll be getting off to that ass later.
Hehehe, think he’ll twerk for us?
Fighting the urge to cover himself, Gryn shook his head. There were other ways to North-Center station. It’d take longer, but he could go around the mall. Wouldn’t be there before two, at least, but there were less streetlights and not nearly as many people as there’d be inside the mall. No late-night shoppers out here.
And less rent-a-cops, too…
Seemed like the saner route. Nodding to himself, he rode the escalator to street level, turned to his right –
And immediately got blasted with the headlights of a bus. The drone went skyward, out of the way, and the chat went wild.
Holy shit, he’s lit up already!
Look at his shadow! You can see his dick swinging around!
Hehehe, that bus driver’s getting a hell of a show. Turn around, moon him!
Look out, I think there’s a cop on that one.
Whether the chat was lying or not, Gryn’s humiliation gave him the push to run for the mall. He stumbled on the sidewalk, almost falling head over heels, but managed to catch himself at the last second. His cock swung from thigh to thigh as he ran for the mall doors, lunging through them as they opened automatically.
Out-of-date pop music chased him from the entrance to the nearest bathroom. Gryn threw himself through the doors and into the first stall that he saw, slamming the door shut behind him. His heart hammered against his chest as the bus driver’s face replayed itself through his memory.
Flash.
The Doberman in the front seat slamming on the brakes, staring.
Flash.
The wide-eyed and slack-jawed stare as the dog looked at the cat that he’d just caught in his headlights.
Flash.
The feeling of his cock throbbing up as he had an unwitting audience to his naked walk.
“Heheheh, well, looks like this walk is off to an amazing start,” the Game Master said, the drone flitting over the stall wall and pointing its camera down at him, and his dick. “Just a few minutes in, and he’s already been put in the spotlight by a passing bus. Oh, I’m seeing all kinds of messages on social media about this. Tell me, man. How’s it feel to know that your dick’s already spreading across the internet?”
“…You’re – tell me you’re joking. Like, there’s no way that it’s already that…”
“Oh, it’s out there, alright. And so’s your ass. You ran away pretty quick that it’s almost all blurs, but there were some fast photographers on that bus. The clips are out there, that striped booty running from the station to the mall. Ooooooh, there’s comments already. And chat’s loving it, aren’t they?”
Oooooh, that’s a juicy booty.
Man, this guy’s going to look like a pervert tomorrow.
Think he’s going to be able to avoid touching himself? I couldn’t.
Come on, leave the stall. Risk a little.
Mmmm, come on, just give us a bit of a show. I bet you’d look hot on your knees.
Hell, squat and spread those legs, and I’ll throw a few bucks into the pot.
They were relentless. He’d never had this sort of attention before; even the little bits of teasing that he did when he was at the gym, or down at the bar while waiting for his partners, or anywhere else never got him this kind of attention. He could feel every eye behind every voice, almost like they were invisibly stroking his ass, his cock, and everything else. The saber-tiger groaned, his cock throbbing up between his legs.
This is gonna be way harder than I thought…
“Hehe, so, how long is our contestant going to hide out here? After all, eventually someone’s gonna come knocking. And you still have to get to the other side before someone nabs you…Maybe the bus driver’s calling mall security right now?”
Gryn’s eyes went wide. He hadn’t even thought of that. The idea of the mall cops busting down the door and dragging him out with everything on display sent a shiver down his spine and a throb through his dick.
Move. Move. Move.
He forced himself from the stall, biting his lips as he felt his cock against his stomach. God, when did he get that hard? He’d never –
No, don’t think about it. He still had to get to the other side of the mall, and even though it was late, there would still be some mall rats out this late. He had to keep to the quieter parts and hope that he got lucky.
Okay, okay. Just gotta make my way down the side of the mall. Stay close to the shops so I can duck in if I get spotted, stay low and…and I should be alright. Like, not like anyone’s paying that much attention right now, right? Right.
He poked his head out of the bathroom. To his left was the main door. The bus was still outside, and he ducked his head back inside even though there was no way that the driver could have seen him. The what-if still scared the hell out of him.
To his right, the rest of the mall stretched out. The city-center mall was a big circular building, one that split down the middle around a massive, multi-story garden. The shops ringed that, eventually coming together again with a wide but short corridor that led to the escalators on the other side. There were, technically, stairs and elevators halfway across, but he didn’t want to risk those right now.
The drone hovered behind him, nudging under his tail. He yelped, whipping his head around and glaring at the hovering hunk of metal.
“Don’t touch my ass, man. Like, rude.”
“Mmmm, then keep the show going. Otherwise, I’ll have to start making it interesting again.”
“You get me caught –”
“They’ll never find me. Now, come on. You know you want this.”
“Just the money, man.”
“Mmm, is it?”
Gryn shook his head, turning around and facing the open mall again. There was nobody in sight, and he could see all the way to the split in the path. If he ran, the only people that’d see him were the people in stream and the security cameras. If he moved really, really fast, he might be able to run all the way to the other side of the mall without seeing anyone.
Okay…one…two…three!
The saber-tiger darted out of the bathroom, sprinting across the open corridor. Some stores were dark, some were lit, but he didn’t see anyone. The hard white tiles under his feet made his claws click and clatter with every step, feeling louder than it had any right to, and –
Smack, smack, smack. He wasn’t sure that he could blush much more, but his face felt like it was trying as his balls bounced between his thighs and his ass cheeks clapped as he ran down the hallway. He almost stumbled as the sounds echoed back to him, the drone keeping pace at his side and filming – god, it was filming in profile, showing how his cock looked wagging from side to side and –
Wow, this cat’s hung.
Hehehe, think he’ll cum before the night’s out?
Man, I’d love to see that thing spurt.
How the hell does he hide something that meaty?
Look at those balls. Man, he’s not cumming often enough if they’re that big.
Come on, cat, take a break. Jerk off. Give us more of a show than just running around.
He was not going to get soft anytime soon. Gryn shook his head –
“And you know, I told Deborah that –”
Shit!
Whoever that was, they were right around the corner. Gryn looked at the split up ahead, made a mental calculation, and threw it all in the hands of luck. The saber-tiger leaned back and slid, shooting across the tiled floor to the low wall around the garden.
Time seemed to slow. For a moment, he saw a pair of tabby cats walking by on the other side of the split. They were looking at each other, gossiping away, but all it would take was one little look in his direction.
It felt like it took forever for him to slide by. One second. Two. Three.
Then the divider slid between him and them. He skidded to a stop, panting for breath as he stared at the ceiling.
Oh god…oh…god…
That had been too close. If either of them had looked away from each other and looked at the floor in front of them instead…He groaned, rolling onto his side –
Man, imagine walking up behind that.
That ass is just begging for a smack.
Come on, man, spank it for us.
Ooooh, why don’t you stay like that? Maybe security will let you off for a warning.
Any werewolves in chat with that full moon?
“Oh, could you, like, shut up?” he muttered.
He lifted himself up just high enough to look over the garden wall. The two cats were still walking by, but they’d slowed down. One paused, turned to the other and – were they gesturing ahead? Had they seen him after all?
No, no, no way. They’d be calling security if they had. But –
No. He had to keep moving.
Ducking his head, he crawled along as fast as he could, putting as much distance between him and the cats as he could. He could feel the drone hovering along behind him and the chat continued to echo with all kinds of teasing comments, but he just kept moving. If he stopped to think about it – or god forbid, stopped to listen to what the chat was saying – he would never be able to get started again.
Naked. I’m naked in the middle of a shopping mall, trying to get to a train station, to get a naked ride home – this is NOT worth five thousand dollars.
And yet, he kept moving.
The only mercy that he had was that there were dozens of tables and chairs along the garden ring, each one offering some hint of cover between him and the shops that were still open. It was random which ones were still going, it felt. The clothing shops were half-open, half-closed, while the toy stores were completely shut down. Bath and body stores had their doors wide open – god knew why – while half the lingerie shops were shut down for the night.
And every time that he passed by an open door, he had to freeze, hiding behind a table and chair in the most awkward position possible while chat yapped in his ear.
Hehehe, look out. I think a security officer’s coming round the corner.
Hey, I think his dick is sticking out around the table.
Mmm, do I see some pre-cum dripping?
The worst part was he was pretty sure that they did. He swore that he was not that turned on, but his body was giving a completely different message. Throb, throb, throb went his cock every time that he stopped, and he bit his lips as he covered himself as best he could. The drone kept darting down, too, taking pictures and video between his legs, under his tail, and everywhere else it could.
As he ducked behind yet another table about halfway around the ring –
“This is Officer Charlie. No sign of the suspect yet, over.”
GODDAMMIT!
The drone lurched skywards while he tucked himself further behind a table-bench. His back to the solid plastic, he huddled up as the sound of footsteps came closer, closer, and closer still. Solid black shoes stepped into view, just a pace away from seeing him. If their owner took one more step –
But he didn’t. The officer stopped just out of view. He turned slightly, clearly looking around.
“This is Officer Charlie. Repeat the suspect’s description, over.”
“Officer Charlie, this is dispatch. Suspect is a white and blue saber-tiger conducting indecent exposure. He was spotted entering the shopping center’s southern entrance and flaunting himself to multiple individuals.”
“Gotcha. Well, nothing so far. Gonna take a seat for now.”
Oh, come ON.
The officer sat down on the bench, the whole thing sagging ever so slightly. Gryn’s eyes went wide as the plastic sagged down to within an inch of his boner, almost touching it. He covered his mouth to keep the whimper inside, staring at how close he was to being completely, utterly exposed.
“Man, if that pervert’s actually in the building, I hope I find him,” the officer said, shifting from side to side and grinding the plastic back. “Heh. I’d march that dick right out of the building without letting him get dressed. Bet he’d be dripping all the way to the car, too, deviant like that. And when we got back to the station…bet you that he’d be eye-candy for all the perps in the holding cells. Just tie him up so that his ass is right up against the bars, let everyone get a good look.”
Holy shit, this cop’s a perv, too.
Maybe we should let him see our bitch.
Hey, why don’t you just show off? Let him haul you in.
Hehehe, come on, exhibitionist kitty. Sign up for a prison tour.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
Gryn kept his hand over his mouth, keeping every sound behind his teeth as the rent-a-cop kept muttering to himself. No way. He was so close. So fucking close. Just another half of the mall, then up and out.
Come on. Move. Move.
“Officer Charlie, this is dispatch. Have you continued your patrol?”
“Ugh. Dispatch, this is Officer Charlie. Resuming now.” Click. “Ugh. So much for taking a load off.”
The plastic moved, and Gryn moved with it. The guard had barely moved around the seat before the saber-tiger was on the move again. No more hiding; he stood up and ran as fast as his feet would carry him.
He honestly thought that he was in the clear when –
“Hey! Stop right there, pervert!”
SHIT!
“And we’re off!” the Game Master said in his ear, laughing like it was the best show in the world.
“F-fuck off!”
He bit his lip as he kept running. The clapping of his ass cheeks, the smack, smack, smack of his hard-on against his stomach, and the repeated shouts from the rent-a-cop to halt all reminded him of how exposed he was. Exposed, naked, completely on display for anyone that happened to pass by –
Gryn yelped as he stutter-stepped to one side to avoid running into a bull that was walking out of a candle shop. The bull’s eyes went wide, mouth agape, and it took everything that the saber-tiger had to keep running.
“Stop in the name of the law!” Charlie shouted after him.
Not a chance. Not a fucking chance.
He kept running, bare feet sliding on the tiles. Other customers – most staring with eyes wide with shock, others with grins of their own fantasies – melted away as he ran past them. He reached the escalators, taking the steps two at a time as he ran right up. Other people came down the other side, yelping and screaming as he ran past them.
Hehehe, oh, that Doberman is right on his tail.
Think he’s going to make it?
Gonna be damn close.
Come on, come on, trip and fall, trip and fall.
Wow, there needs to be more porn like this.
Almost at the top. Now he was surrounded by mirrored glass, the clothing stores at the top of the escalator clearly wanting people to see themselves in their product. All Gryn saw was a blushing saber-tiger running as fast as he could, a pervert in public with a hard-on that would not die. He looked like someone in a slutty fantasy, pushed out to cum for the public’s pleasure and –
And he couldn’t stop throbbing.
The drone chased after him, and Officer Charlie chased after both of them. Gryn threw out his hand, forcing the door open and running across the street. He barely managed to beat a car for the sidewalk, spinning from the air that rushed past and almost falling over –
“Stop! Stop, you pervert!”
“You’re the pervert with what you wanna do to me!” Gryn shouted back.
The station. It was right there. Another dozen feet, and the train was already pulling into the platform.
He leaped the barrier. It was wrong but he couldn’t stop to tap in. As soon as he landed on the other side, he pushed himself harder.
He’s almost there!
Come on, come on, you can do it!
Fall over!
Get to the train!
Come on, come on!
Gryn gasped for breath as he hit the platform. The train’s doors opened. Nobody exited. They started to close –
“GAH!”
And he threw himself in at the last moment, finally falling flat on his face. The drone crashed against the door, falling under the train in the process, and Officer Charlie in the door with a comedic thunk.
“This train is now departing.”
As the train rumbled under him, Gryn slowly rolled onto his back. There was nothing but static in the earbuds now, so he took them off. He panted for breath, lying there and shaking his head in disbelief.
“Too…too close…”
But what a rush. He’d never, ever had that many eyes on him, and he’d never been this hard before. And with nobody on the train, there was only one thing that he could think to do.
He reached down and grabbed his cock, beating his meat. He lasted all of two strokes before he was cumming, arching his back and shooting across his chest.
“Mmmph…mmmph…”
There was still the issue of getting from his home station to his actual house, particularly without a phone to call anyone but…well, that was an issue for future-him. Present-him was so worn down and exhausted that he was just trying to stay awake on the floor of the train. Hopefully nobody else got on before he got home…
The End
Summary: The first of the kink-tober stories, posted and done far too late. This one focuses on male exhibitionism, where a saber-tiger guy makes his way from one end of a shopping center to the other while trying to avoid being exposed too quickly.