Soo.. I like to talk long-ish walks in nature and spice them up with a bit of a dare theme. I usually walk around 10kms or so, but this last one turned out to be a little longer.I got to a completely new area for me, so I started off with a ‘light’ option; I posted somewhere that people could send me a kik message to ‘drop my pants’, and I would be required to do so within 5 minutes.Quickly, I got my first message and did as requested; With some time to manoeuvre off the path, I was able to send them the proof. A few other requests with a similar outcome came by;
But then, just after I had passed a few people going one way, and saw others ahead: a new request… shit.. If I moved along, I would not make it within the 5 minutes and things would get worse. So close to people still though.. I stepped aside just out of view, dropped them and send the pic. My heart was pounding, but I think I made it through safely.
About an hour in.. I’m getting more confident, and maybe excited, I decided to let a few older contacts know I am out for a walk with a picture of the environment
“*Nice! Looks like a fun place to make good on old promises,*” they write a while later. Oh shit. That is true, I had promised to continue the walk on the path for several steps, but with my pants down around my ankles. I suggest 30 steps, I’m a bit scared, quite some people enjoying walks in nature these times. “*No, no, 60. you’ll see, it’s easy!*”
So down to my ankles my pants go, quickly snap a photo and then rush to take 60 steps. With the pace I took, this was over before I knew it. “*See, that was easy*”. I have to agree, it was done quicker than expected, and even though my heart was up my throat, I did like having done that.
“*Good. So now, let’s do 120 with 15 seconds stroking haha,*” they say. Oh god. I have to think about this.. First I need to cross the road and check my route. As it turns out, due to all sorts of restrictions on some paths, I have to walk along the main road for a while. I tell them that, at least for a while, I will not be able to do it, cause of the detour I have to take. “*That will make it 150 steps with 30 seconds.*” Still not decided, but my thoughts racing, I agree that that’s fair, scary, but fair. ..
About 20 minutes later, “*Are you back on the trail yet?*” I am not. I am still walking along this main road, There have been one or two trails back in, but marked as ‘resting area for animals’ and thus inaccessible. “*You better get a move on. Wouldn’t want to need to increase even further, right?*”. Right. But there is nothing I can do, but arguing that, did not help my case. I keep walking, and praying for a new trail.
10 more minutes in, “*Make that 200.”* I beg them not to, but they insist… After 5 minutes, I spot a trail, no cover at all, but a trail that looks much quieter than the main road. I snap them a picture and ask them to please lower it to 150 for that open trail. “*No, 200. Decide to search on and it will be more!*”. I get on the trail and when I’m sort-of sane distance from the main path I drop my pants and stroke for 30 seconds. I send the proof picture and start walking… 100.. Another pic and more steps. Damn, that was insane. Thankfully they decide I’ll be safe now, from them for this walk..
The requests from the initial “light” promise did not stop entirely, but as time goes by, it goes more unnoticed. during the ‘steps’ part, I had to do one or two, and after I get one more. I try and find my way back to my car, I’m about 12 kilometers in, and I’m starting to get hungry.
I know I need to turn right somewhere. I chose to walk through the trees, instead of sticking to the main road. Both for the view, and the safety from my ‘initial’ post. I start to doubt my route choice and check the map on my phone. As it turns out, taking this particular path was not a smart move, and it will make me walk past my car, and then back again, cause there’s simply no trail to that side.
“*Hi! Nice scenery. Glad to see you were back out again.*” Were, hahaha, I wish; and I explain where I am. “*Show me*”. I snap a picture of the field aside me, looking over a lovely lake. “*Not a person in sight. Take off your shirt, pants all the way down and feel the sun on your whole body for your poor route choices.”* The connection I have with this contact is better, I trust them, and I comply immediately. It turns me on. I send the pic and they immediately notice my ‘state’.
I have to agree with them, I’m in quite the mood and my mind has all sorts of terrible ideas. They ask for one and I tell them I have some rope with me and they could have me as in the previous picture, but with my balls attached to a scenic bench. .. I can’t believe I actually said that. I add to it that I do know my mind may be a bit far along..
“*Do it.*” Of course.. I should’ve know. I had just passed a bench and walk back towards it, but then spot two people sitting on it. I send them a picture of that and ask if it would be possible somewhere else.. anywhere else. I offer them the entrance fence of the trail if need be. “*Tie yourself to a tree instead. Don’t forget there will be no shirts or reachable pants*”. Nervous, but thankful they did not choose the fence, I tie the rope around my balls and look for a tree that will fit the remainder of the rope. I take off my shirt and then tie the rope around. I push down my pants and then send them a picture, slightly pulling away from the tree.
Not having thought of being unable to reach my pants in that position, I try to get the rope undone, but I struggle a bit with the knot leaving me there longer than I hoped for. Eventually I get it done and quickly dress myself again.
They reply with a lot of amusement, which makes me happy. Also, at about 17kms, I am very glad to be close to my car to get back home. A little more happened on the drive back, but that’s not for this writeup, it’s long enough as it is.
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