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Horsing Around in the Snow- Part 3/3
🕑 Added 2025-01-23 00:08:41 +0000 UTCThe weather outside is especially fitting for tonight's finale- hope you like how it turned out! Wondering if I should keep some of these characters around for more adventures- let me know what you think in the comments
I’d barely started down the path before I heard the footsteps following behind me, which unfortunately was a constant reminder that this was actually happening. As soon as I started running, I felt like it was just a nightmare, and I’d soon wake up, but the chill wind was still making my eyes wince as I kept going.
The forest had seemed so much denser when we’d arrived this morning, but I was already reaching the edge of the trees right now. Turning around, I saw Colin and Russ with a few other people following behind me, and one of them was holding their phone like they were Steven fucking Spielberg.
My cock was freezing, and with every step, I resisted the urge to wrap my gloved hands around my manhood. I’d been surprised when Colin let me put my gloves back on after taking off my underwear, but he’d yelled after me that I couldn’t cover myself up. So, face and dick were wide open to anyone near me, and that number was about to grow exponentially.
As the spaces between the trees began to widen, I saw the first set of buildings with luckily no one around them, but I knew that that wouldn’t be the trend. The observatory and a random maintenance building were back here, but there were a few residence halls past them. I passed through the first set of empty space outside of the forest, creeping to a halt right at the edge of one of the maintenance trucks that hadn’t seen a driver since campus shut down.
Catching my breath, I wondered why I’d been running at all before I got to a populated area, but that answer came to me when I felt someone’s gloved hand cup around my dick followed by a round of giggles. I wasn’t sure if I wanted it to be one of my roommates or one of the people that I barely knew, so I didn’t turn around to give them the satisfaction. As they stroked me for a bit, I waited until another camera flash lit up our location to get into action. I’d been waiting for some sign to run, and I knew that I just had to get it over with now- I couldn’t stay out in this weather naked all day.
Getting into action again, I began to run as if my legs weren’t on fire. I could have easily have jogged across campus this morning, but after climbing up that hill over and over, I was beat. My body was yelling for me to take a break, but there were people up ahead now, and I wouldn’t be able to stop running again until the coast was clear. They were in my sight for about five seconds before one girl finally turned towards me with her mouth wide open in shock. She started to point at me as she yelled for her friend to look, and it was as if all of this was happening in slow motion. His eyes locked eyes with mine right before I passed them with my unwanted entourage. Then the yelling started.
“Hey everyone, Matt Adams wants to let you know what happens when you lose a snowboarding bet. Come check him out!”
I wanted to somehow tackle Russ to shut him up, but there was no way that I could waste time right now. I had to keep running as everyone began to look over at me now. Some faces were ones I recognized, and I was hoping the other ones didn’t recognize me. The crowd of people outside of the dining hall was thickest, and I had to start bobbing and weaving to get through.
“Wait, are you naked?”
“Look at that little thing!”
“Matt?!”
Hands were getting too close now, and I felt wet gloves reach towards me. I couldn’t avoid them all though and some made direct contact, tracing wet patterns down my chest and body. A few more hands reached a little further south, and one of them wasn’t wearing gloves or mittens. That was the biggest wake-up call of all as I felt his fingertips directly wrap around my shaft.
“Oh my god!”
I had to keep running, but there was a crowd waiting ahead of me, and I had a decision to make. Should I try to run right though and take a direct path towards my dorm? Or should I try to veer around them and keep running a few extra minutes through emptier paths?
As I paused for too long, someone made the choice for me as they crept up behind me. There was a lawn of snowmen off to my right, and one of the guys must have grabbed a carrot from the dining hall’s salad bar for Frosty’s nose. Holding it in his hand now, he thrust it forward until it parted my ass enough to hold it before it fell back to the ground. I’m sure someone caught it on film, and I couldn’t take another vegetable butt plug that might last longer a second time.
Veering left, I tried to ignore the stitch in my side as I took the longer route. Not as many people followed as I expected, and I guess that’s because they knew all of the photos and videos of me would be shared around anyway. That thought somehow sent a chill through my already freezing body as I ran into the history quad not too far from my set of dorms. These buildings were mainly all offices and upper-level classrooms, and I would study out here often when the weather was nice. It was somehow even more beautiful covered in mostly untouched snow, and unfortunately, someone else agreed with me.
“Mr. Adams?”
Everyone halted- me, the people chasing me, and the man in front of me.
“Professor Donaldson?”
My faculty advisor was standing in front of me with a notebook in hand that he’d been about to put in his briefcase. He seemed shocked to see me, but not as shocked as I was to be seen by him.
“I, uh, I can explain.”
His eyes had drifted away from my face and down my body as he replied.
“I’m sure it’s not too hard of a mystery to figure out- you lost a bet and are having to streak across campus.”
“That’s it actually.”
“Are you not allowed to cover up… or is this a choice?”
That last question was much quieter than his first few statements, but I heard it loud and clear. The mystery might not have been that hard to solve, but something else was hard. I was too cold at the moment, but his well-fitting khaki slacks were betraying him a bit.
“Head back to your dorm now, and I’ll be able to keep my lips sealed. But I will want to schedule a meeting with you next week.”
I wasn’t sure if that meeting was for business or pleasure, but I couldn’t pause to think much longer when my dorm was finally in sight.
Shifting his briefcase in front of him, he waved me and my pursuers on, leaving him behind in the quad.
New people were up ahead, and I could tell that they hadn’t heard Russ’s shouting because they seemed surprised by the sight of me naked. Passing by them, I crested the last hill by my dorm and saw my RA, Dash, walking out with his girlfriend. They were laughing at some corny joke he’d probably made, but he stopped as soon as he saw me.
Panicking, I wondered if he wouldn’t be like Donaldson- he technically had the power to report me to a dean for streaking. I thought that maybe I should run to the other entrance, but that was pointless after he’d seen my face.
“Get in here before you catch pneumonia, you fuckhead.”
Sighing with relief, I raced past him and into the warmth of the stairwell. I fell to the ground, hands finally over my crotch as my dare had been fulfilled. His girlfriend’s scarf was around my shoulders now, and it was a life line since I was too tired at the moment to walk up to my room.
“Dash, you going to report this?”
He just looked down at me with a smirk on his face that worried me for a bit.
“Do you know how I got the nickname, Dash?”
“Don’t you run track?”
“No, I ran naked through the Homecoming Parade when I was pledging freshman year. Get ready for a new nickname until you draduate, bud.”
Comments
CS
Damn!!🥵🥵 This was great and definitely think we should see more of these characters. Maybe even get a new series out of it
Hydrox
Carrotcake sounds like a good new nickname 😁😁
Joseph
Hell yeah, please more streaking stories with these fools
