*“Flash Fiction” is a series of first-time flashings; willing or otherwise.* *Each story will center around a new protagonist and will be 500 words or less in keeping with the original meaning of the term.* *I hope you enjoy these tightly packaged steam stories!*
Clint Miles was always the quiet kid in class, but had a deep secret. He loved women. All women. He had crushes on at least seven girls at any given time, but he never got much play from the girls he lusted after. One day that all changed.
Whispers had spread of a party at Jessica’s house. She was one of the hottest girls in school. Clint figured, where there was one hot girl, there would be more. He devised a plan to sneak into the party and hoped there would be a game of spin the bottle or some other opportunity to hook up.
Crouched outside a first story window, Clint peered in and saw all of the hottest girls from school sitting in their pajamas. As the night went on, Clint became increasingly aware that there were no guys present and saw there may be a flaw in his plan.
Just when he was about to give up, the girls got up and one by one and returned in bathing suits. Clint decided to stick around a while longer and ducked behind a tree just as the light came on the pool deck. The girls filed out and continued to drink from their glasses as they circled the deck. Clint took in the sights with glee, then just as he noticed Jessica had not joined them on the deck, felt a sharp tug on his ear.
“Alright creep,” Jessica snapped as she dragged him. “You’re coming with me”.
He tried to fight back, but the more he tugged, the more it hurt as she twisted. Jessica walked Clint in the middle of the group and tossed him to his knees.
“Look who I found creeping back there,” she called out. “Peeping Clint here was hoping to catch a show. What do we say, ya’ll want a show”? The girls hooted in the affirmative. “Go on, perv boy. Strip, or I’ll tell everyone in school”.
Not that he got any attention from girls before, but Jessica telling the school of his shameful act would be a kiss of death. Reluctantly, Clint pulled his shirt over his head. Before he knew what happened, the shirt was ripped from his hand and thrown into the pool. Next, he dropped his pants. They too were tossed with a splash. Clint clenched his boxers and begged to keep some shred of dignity, but the cat calls from the girls over powered his pleas. Without a word, the boxers were ripped down his thighs from an unknown assailant.
The girls all hollered and whistled. So much so, they woke Jessica’s parents. As a light went on in an upstairs bedroom, Clint panicked and made a break for the tree line. He scurried away and ran the entire way home, naked as the day he was born. It certainly wasn’t what he expected for his first time being naked in front of a girl, but he knew he would never forget the experience.
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