Ren Faire- Part 2

The goal is to give each of the guys their own side quest, and it's Robert's turn tonight!

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Leaving Sam behind in the kilt store and passing Adam who was still in line for turkey legs, I meandered further into the crowd on the hunt for a bathroom. Passing by various shops overflowing with patrons who had had their fill of mead and beer hours ago, I finally saw the sign that I was looking for up ahead:

Privies

I was expecting some outhouse like I’d used back in summer camp, but pushing open the wooden door that was barely still swinging on its hinges, I saw the side of what looked like a trailer from a movie set parked in a fenced in area. It was bright white with a small staircase leading up to a set of doors, and the only sign that I was still at the Ren Faire were the laminated pieces of paper that had been added that said Knights and Maidens.

Stepping inside the door for knights, I felt the breeze of air conditioning, and if it didn’t smell exactly like a bathroom, I could have stayed here for hours. There were two stalls on either side of me, and opening up one of the doors, I saw a slightly elevated version of a porta potty. Finishing up, I headed back outside and grabbed some hand sanitizer on my way out.

As I pulled on the door, it seemed to be stuck a bit, and I really yanked hard to get it open. Finally, it gave way, and I realized two things. First, I apparently turned the wrong way when I left the bathroom trailer because I was now facing a line of trees instead of the hustle and bustle of the festival. And second, I’d just interrupted something that was more interesting than what I’d left behind.

“Um, hi there?”

The man in front of me had his hands at his crotch as he stood there with a leather pair of breeches at his ankles. His linen shirt was hanging on the fence beside him, right by the little camping shower that he was standing under.

“I, uh, I think I took the wrong door out of the bathroom.”

Looking behind me, I saw that there had been a little wooden latch on the gate, but I had apparently pushed hard enough to break it off.

“Sorry about that.”

The man was stepping out of his pants now, leaving him completely naked in front of me.

“There are little gates hidden around the fence for festival employees to pop out for little breaks. Some have chairs set up, and this one and another one on the other side have little showers for when you get overheated.”

“I’m a bit jealous of that.”

“Getting to take a shower or getting to be seen naked?”

“The first option.”

I tried to nervously laugh off the situation, but I couldn’t sound too convincing since all my brain could focus on was this mystery man’s muscular body. He was covered in trimmed chest hair, and though his hand was able to cover his dick, I could still see his sweaty pubes above it.

“Listen bud, I need to take this shower one way or another. Either you stay or leave.”

“I could stay?”

Fuck, I was dripping with desperation now, and he was about to pounce on that. I could see it in his eyes as one of his eyebrows arched up onto this forehead.

“Let’s make a deal. I’ll let you stay on this side of the fence for a private show, but I need something out of it as well.”

“My friend is buying turkey legs now if you want one.”

“Oh god no, I ate them every week my first year here, so I’m tired of them now. I’d rather see another leg…”

Oh, that’s what he meant- an eye for an eye. Or really, a naked body for a naked body.

He could see that I understood what he meant, and he waited for me to either run or stay. And I stayed. Smiling at that, he used his free hand to turn on the shower, and the relief washed over his face as the cool water sprayed down on him.

Fulfilling my end of the bargain, I began unbuttoning my shirt, and I hung it on the broken latch of the gate. He nodded his head at me and turned around to flash me his predictably perfect ass which seemed to defy gravity. Looking over his shoulder to make sure that I kept stripping, I pulled down my shorts in one tug, and I was left in just my skimpy briefs. They were bright red, and the acted as a beacon for his stare as he turned back around to face me.

“C’mon cowboy, you’ve got one item left and not much time before this water runs out.”

There was a small white tank behind him, and as the sun shone down on it, I was able to see that there was only a little bit left. I wasn’t ready to get totally naked out here, but I let my horniness take over because I wanted to see him. Pulling my red briefs down to the ground, I stepped out of them before I could stop myself, and I put my hands behind my back to keep myself from covering up.

The sexy man in front of me matched my outfit with a smile as he finally moved his other hand and began combing his long hair back from his forehead. He was smiling over at me as his long cock finally was able to swing between his legs without a care in the world. There wasn’t a single tan line on his body, and I realized now that he probably tanned naked or was just a nudist in real life. Wait. He probably never had any qualms about showing off- I’d just been tricked into getting naked with him when he would have shown off anyway!

Grabbing my clothes, I heard him laughing as I quickly pulled open the gate and stepped inside to get dressed, but that wasn’t a good option either because a group of maidens had just walked up to the trailer.

Laughing at me as well, I couldn’t do anything except dress as quickly as I could before running out into the festival again. Slightly disheveled and out of breath, I quickly stepped into the closest store that was thankfully dark. Walking to the back, I began pretending to look at plush dragons, but in reality, I was just giving myself time for my cock to relax since it was presently tenting up my shorts…