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Dan - Create Your Own Adventure 2025 - Part 34
🕑 Added 2025-09-20 16:29:03 +0000 UTCYou guys wanted to hear Adonis' story, and here it is. But what happens next? Only you can decide - vote below!
Dan couldn’t have imagined his evening going the way it had. The fact that he was with Chase and Luke, heading to God only knew where, was weird enough, but seeing a barely dressed Adonis stumble out of the bar clutching his clothes made things even more bizarre.
“What the hell happened to you?” Dan asked as Adonis stopped in front of them panting for breath.
“Who’s the Adonis?” Chase asked with a grin as he looked Adonis up and down.
“That’s exactly who he is,” Dan said. “Adonis, this is Chase and Luke. I met them at . . . actually, scrap that. What happened to you?”
Adonis blushed as he looked between the three men. “Let me get dressed and I’ll tell you everything.”
Dan nodded but Chase and Luke lunged, one grabbing the shirt and one grabbing the pants.
“How about you tell us what happened, stud, and then we’ll give you your clothes?”
Adonis gulped and looked down at his scantily clad, muscular body. “Uh, okay, I guess.”
“Guys, come on, what if someone sees him?” Dan said, seeing how embarrassed Adonis looked.
Chase laughed. ‘Then they’ll see his shiny patriotic briefs.”
Adonis put his hands over his crotch, but not fast enough to hide the obvious hard-on that barely fit in the tiny undies.
“So, what happened?” Dan asked, hoping Adonis could make this quick.
“You remember Mr Shaw from the department store?” Adonis said to Dan, and he nodded, remembering the hunky older guy tied to a mannequin with his cock throbbing and leaking. “He asked me to meet him at that bar and said he wanted to bury the hatchet, so I go because I could really do with keeping my job.”
Dan nodded along but was surprised that Adonis would be stupid enough to go anywhere with Mr Shaw. The guy couldn’t be trusted.
“When I met him at the bar, he apologised for what happened to us and said that he had a gift for me as an apology.”
“Was the gift those briefs by any chance?” Luke said with a grin.
Adonis nodded. “He told me I should try them on, so I followed him into this backroom. I took off my shoes and my pants and my boxers and put on the briefs. He took my shirt off of me and then told me to put my shoes back on.”
“And then you just ran out?” Dan asked.
Adonis shook his head. “He pushed me through this curtain, and I ended up landing on my ass on the stage. That bar is practically a go-go bar. All these guys were leering and telling me to take my briefs off, some of them groped me and some shoved cash down my briefs. I managed to get off the stage, and I ran into the backroom.”
“Was Mr Shaw still there?” Dan couldn’t believe Adonis had been so gullible.
“He’d gone, but my clothes were still there so I grabbed them and bolted. I thought I saw him sat in one of the booths as I ran past but I can’t be sure.”
“What happened to your boxers?” Chase asked with a frown. “We’ve only got pants and a shirt.”
Adonis shrugged. “They were gone. I guess he must have taken them.”
“The guy is a sleaze ball,” Dan hissed. “Guys, give him his clothes please.”
Chase and Luke exchanged a glance.
“Before we do,” Luke said. “What’s the plan now? We were taking you to that bar. Should we take him with us?”
The idea of another adventure with Adonis had Dan’s dick twitching, but would Adonis go along with it? And what if Mr Shaw saw them?
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SuitedWestend
Who knows what the future will hold 😏
Jarrett
Adonis was already down to nothing but his shiny patriotic briefs when the chaos began. He bent over to snatch his shirt back from Chase—*riiip!* The seams split, and the briefs fell apart in his hands. Adonis gasped and tried to cover himself, but the damage was done. Mr. Shaw swooped in, smugly waving the scraps—until Adonis grabbed for them and yanked Shaw’s belt instead. With one sharp tug, Shaw’s trousers collapsed around his ankles. Chase and Luke burst out laughing, lost their grip on Dan’s clothes, and before anyone could stop it, every last stitch—pants, shirts, shoes—went sailing into the open dumpster. The four of them stood there, stunned, stark naked under the streetlight. Dan groaned. “Well…this is humiliating.” Chase grinned. “Nah. This is innovation.” Adonis struck a pose. “Boys, why paint the town red…when we can paint it nude?” And with that, they all broke into laughter loud enough to shake the alley.
