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rope is dragging the ground, you’re too close,” I answered.
I wouldn’t want any accidents to happen, even if it would be funny.
He answered with an, “Okay,” and I slowly started moving.
It was weird, because it hadn’t felt like what I expected it to feel like. When we were jogging on the sidewalk and passing the minimal street lights, it felt kind of… freeing . Kennedy was whooping - shouting - and I wasn’t cringing to the sounds, because he was happy. I also felt pretty happy myself. He was wearing a blindfold, running down the street naked - with a naked me attached to him, and guiding him.
It was funny, and I was laughing . When a car would pass us, I’d laugh harder , and tell Kennedy a car just passed us.
When Kennedy spoke, and said, “Maybe we should turn around now,” something dawned on me. How would I turn us around without seeing him naked?
My eyes squeezed shut as I stopped. I pulled on the rope so Kennedy would know I was stopped. “I’m stopped,” I told him, just to make sure he knew.
I sighed as I heard his movements abruptly come to a stop behind me. “Kennedy, how am I going to turn us around without seeing your birthday outfit?” My voice was small, and kind of weak. I couldn’t come up with random ideas on the spot like he could. He was going to have to guide me through this .
“Hmm…” he paused. “Well, you can close your eyes, and hope you don’t run into me.”
Shit, I was going to see him naked. I had a feeling that I was. He hadn’t had to know if I did. Hopefully I wouldn’t react out loud. I was going to give it a shot, though, and close my eyes.
I distinctively held my hands out in front of me as I turned around, my eyes squeezed shut. I had expected to possibly touch his stomach or his arm, and I had figured that wouldn’t be bad.
I had stumbled a little through my third step, and my eyes flew open because I got scared - and I found him with a shit-eating grin as he held his crouch with his hands. His tie was no longer wrapped around his eyes.
I glared at him as my hands flew up to cover what they could cover. “ Kennedy , what the-”
“I can explain,” he interrupted me. “It fell off, Will. A few feet back, it just flew off.”
“Why aren’t you shutting your eyes, then? Why’d you tell me to turn around?” I groaned out loud and stomped my foot on the ground. There was nothing I could do now, though. Kennedy had seen me naked.
“I panicked, and you turned around without warning,” he answered. He was casual about it.
I told myself it wasn’t a big deal.
“I agreed to do this, so I guess I asked for it,” I crinkled my forehead. “Is your birthday outfit too small for you, or something? Why are you covering it?”
I placed my hands on my hips because he already saw me naked, anyway. It was funny, because we were still tied together. Kennedy widened his eyes at me.
“It’s…” he paused, stuttering a little. “It’s just...you’ve never seen a man’s birthday outfit before, and this is mine you're talking about.”
I hadn’t faltered with a comeback, and my eyes narrowed on him slightly. “My ass was the first female ass you saw, and it was as I was running down the street,” I fired back, in a matter of fact tone. “And here I am.”
I was completely presented. He saw everything. I wasn’t sure if seeing Kennedy’s birthday outfit was a good idea, I was just thinking of what was fair.
“It’s my birthday, and I’ll hide it if I want to,” he smirked, and I decided I wasn’t going to pry. I hadn’t had to see his birthday outfit. The fact I had been a little disappointed made me feel guilty.
I rolled my eyes, and motioned for him to turn around. “You’re leading this time.”
“Okay, but only because I want to,” he countered, and then he winked.
I had thought I was a horrible best friend as we ran down the sidewalk, still attached to each other with a rope - and my eyes were glued to his ass. It was
I wouldn’t want any accidents to happen, even if it would be funny.
He answered with an, “Okay,” and I slowly started moving.
It was weird, because it hadn’t felt like what I expected it to feel like. When we were jogging on the sidewalk and passing the minimal street lights, it felt kind of… freeing . Kennedy was whooping - shouting - and I wasn’t cringing to the sounds, because he was happy. I also felt pretty happy myself. He was wearing a blindfold, running down the street naked - with a naked me attached to him, and guiding him.
It was funny, and I was laughing . When a car would pass us, I’d laugh harder , and tell Kennedy a car just passed us.
When Kennedy spoke, and said, “Maybe we should turn around now,” something dawned on me. How would I turn us around without seeing him naked?
My eyes squeezed shut as I stopped. I pulled on the rope so Kennedy would know I was stopped. “I’m stopped,” I told him, just to make sure he knew.
I sighed as I heard his movements abruptly come to a stop behind me. “Kennedy, how am I going to turn us around without seeing your birthday outfit?” My voice was small, and kind of weak. I couldn’t come up with random ideas on the spot like he could. He was going to have to guide me through this .
“Hmm…” he paused. “Well, you can close your eyes, and hope you don’t run into me.”
Shit, I was going to see him naked. I had a feeling that I was. He hadn’t had to know if I did. Hopefully I wouldn’t react out loud. I was going to give it a shot, though, and close my eyes.
I distinctively held my hands out in front of me as I turned around, my eyes squeezed shut. I had expected to possibly touch his stomach or his arm, and I had figured that wouldn’t be bad.
I had stumbled a little through my third step, and my eyes flew open because I got scared - and I found him with a shit-eating grin as he held his crouch with his hands. His tie was no longer wrapped around his eyes.
I glared at him as my hands flew up to cover what they could cover. “ Kennedy , what the-”
“I can explain,” he interrupted me. “It fell off, Will. A few feet back, it just flew off.”
“Why aren’t you shutting your eyes, then? Why’d you tell me to turn around?” I groaned out loud and stomped my foot on the ground. There was nothing I could do now, though. Kennedy had seen me naked.
“I panicked, and you turned around without warning,” he answered. He was casual about it.
I told myself it wasn’t a big deal.
“I agreed to do this, so I guess I asked for it,” I crinkled my forehead. “Is your birthday outfit too small for you, or something? Why are you covering it?”
I placed my hands on my hips because he already saw me naked, anyway. It was funny, because we were still tied together. Kennedy widened his eyes at me.
“It’s…” he paused, stuttering a little. “It’s just...you’ve never seen a man’s birthday outfit before, and this is mine you're talking about.”
I hadn’t faltered with a comeback, and my eyes narrowed on him slightly. “My ass was the first female ass you saw, and it was as I was running down the street,” I fired back, in a matter of fact tone. “And here I am.”
I was completely presented. He saw everything. I wasn’t sure if seeing Kennedy’s birthday outfit was a good idea, I was just thinking of what was fair.
“It’s my birthday, and I’ll hide it if I want to,” he smirked, and I decided I wasn’t going to pry. I hadn’t had to see his birthday outfit. The fact I had been a little disappointed made me feel guilty.
I rolled my eyes, and motioned for him to turn around. “You’re leading this time.”
“Okay, but only because I want to,” he countered, and then he winked.
I had thought I was a horrible best friend as we ran down the sidewalk, still attached to each other with a rope - and my eyes were glued to his ass. It was
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