Naked At Night

Allen and David are Gary and Dillon friends I tried to make
it a dribble but it became a short story. 

This is a true story I just change some stuff and I added a 
few things, I was the one who had to confront the cops at 
the door, when my friends half naked boyfriend was found in 
the front yard.

At the time I was upset now I just think it funny. I had 
this way back in my mind and when Accidental Exposure was 
posted it all came back to me. 

I hope you all enjoy this. There is no warning..



NAKED AT NIGHT

I OPENED THE DOOR TO FIND MY YOUNG LOVER DRIPPING WET, IN 
HIS UNDERWEAR AND SOCKS, WITH TWO POLICE OFFICERS STANDING
BEHIND HIM. DAVID STOOD WITH HIS HANDS IN FRONT OF HIMSELF,
COVERING HIS PRIVATES, LOOKING ABOUT TEN INSTEAD OF 
TWENTY-FIVE. I STOOD BACK AND LET HIM IN, AND I ASSURED THE
POLICE THAT DAVID DID LIVE HERE, AND HE WAS NO THREAT TO 
THE NEIGHBORS. THE DOOR SHUT SOFTLY BEHIND US. 
BEFORE I COULD EVEN OPEN MY MOUTH TO ASK.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT," DAVID YELLED, AS HE STOMPED PAST ME 
INTO THE KITCHEN, I WATCHED AS HE SLIPPED AND SLIDE ACROSS
THE NEW LINOLEUM FLOOR. THAT IS WHEN I SAW KEVIN STANDING
ALSO IN HIS UNDERWEAR, TRYING TO GET HIS CAT DINGBAT TO 
JUMP UP AND UNLOCK THE SLIDING GLASS DOOR; THE CAT JUST SAT
THERE LIKE `AND YOU CALL ME A DINGBAT'.

"THEN WHOSE FAULT IS IT?" I HAD TO ASK, WONDERING HOW HE 
WAS GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS. I JUST LOOKED OVER AT KEVIN, WHO
NOW LAY ON THE SOFA WITH HIS CAT LAYING ON HIS CHEST; HE 
LOOKED MORE EMBARRASSED THEN ANYTHING. 

I JUST JERKED MY HEAD TOWARD MY LOVER, WHEN I HEARD, 
"YOUR'S," DAVID TOLD ME, AS HE GRABBED A TOWEL FROM THE HALL.
I HEARD A "YEAH" FROM THE SOFA. I JUST POINTED A FINGER AT 
KEVIN; HE JUST PULLED THE SHEET UP, AND OVER HIS HEAD. ALL I 
SAW WAS THE TOP OF HIS HAIR AND HIS EYES STICKING OUT FROM 
UNDER IT. IT IS A GOOD THING TO HAVE YOUR BRAT'S YOUNGER 
BROTHER SCARED OF YOU.

"HOW IN GOD'S GREEN UNIVERSE IS IT MY FAULT?" I JUST HAD TO 
ASK. DAVID SPUN AROUND AND JUST GLARED AT ME; HE WAS TOTALLY 
PISSED. "IF YOU WOULD HAVE GOTTEN THE SLIDING DOOR LOCK FIXED,
LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD A WEEK AGO, WE WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN 
LOCKED OUTSIDE HALF-NAKED, WHEN HE SHUT THE DOOR SO DINGBAT 
COULD NOT FOLLOW US OUT, WHICH CAUSED ME TO HAVE TO JUMP THE 
SIDE FENCE TO GET TO THE FRONT DOOR, SO I COULD WAKE YOU. IN 
ADDITION, IF YOU WOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT SETTING THE TIMER 
ON THE SPRINKLERS, THEY WOULD NOT HAVE COME ON, AND I WOULD 
HAVE NOT GOTTEN WET. THEREFORE, WHEN THE POLICE THAT WERE ON 
PATROL WOULD NOT HAVE SEEN ALL OF ME," HE SAID, AS HE POINTED 
TO HIS WAIST; YEAH YOU COULD SEE ALL OF HIM THROUGH HIS WET, 
WHITE BRIEFS. HE HUFFED AT ME, LOOKING AT HIM WITH A SMILE. 
THEN HE WRAPPED A TOWEL AROUND HIMSELF. "THINKING I WAS A 
PERVERT, OR SOMETHING AWFUL." HE SHIVERED, NOT FROM BEING WET. 
I THINK IT WAS JUST THE THOUGHT THAT WENT THROUGH HIS MIND AT 
THE TIME. "SINCE YOU DIDN'T HEAR THE DOORBELL, WHICH IS BROKEN, 
THE LADY OFFICER BANGED ON THE WIDOW TO WAKE YOU. SO THIS IS 
ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT!" HE SAID, WITH A STOMP OF HIS FOR AND 
WAVING HIS ARMS AROUND LIKE A LUNATIC. 

"WHY WERE YOU UP ANYWAY?" I ASKED HIM.

"I COULDN'T SLEEP, SO I CAME DOWN TO WATCH A MOVIE, AND I WOKE 
UP KEVIN," HE TOLD ME. 

"ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE OUT OF BED BEFORE SIX?" I ASKED HIM; 
HE JUST LOOKED AT HIS FEET. "ARE YOU?" I ASKED AGAIN.

"NO, SIR." HE WHISPERED. 

"WHY DID YOU GO OUTSIDE ANYWAY?" I ASKED HIM.

I SAW DAVID'S EYES MOVE TOWARD KEVIN, WHO JUST COVERED UP HIS 
HEAD. "KEVIN WANTED ONE LAST SMOKE BEFORE HE WENT TO BED," 
DAVID SAID. 

"LET ME SEE IF I CAN SUM THIS ALL UP. YOU WERE UP WHEN YOU 
WERE SUPPOSE TO BE IN BED; WENT OUTSIDE HALF NAKED, TO BE WITH 
YOUR BROTHER FOR ONE LAST SMOKE, WHICH I DO NOT APPROVE OF AT 
ALL, AND YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AROUND IT," I SAID; 

HE STILL LOOKED AT HIS FEET. "SO THE SUMMARY IS...IF YOU HAD 
STAYED IN BED, KEVIN WOULD NOT HAVE GOTTEN WOKE UP, AND GONE 
OUT FOR A SMOKE; YOU WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN LOCKED OUT; YOU WOULD 
NOT HAD TO OF JUMP THE FENCE OR GOT WET, THE POLICE WOULD NOT 
HAVE SEEN ALL OF YOU. CORRECT?" I ASKED HIM.

"YES, SIR," HE TOLD ME.

"SO, TELL ME, MY DEAR, SWEET BRAT; WHOSE FAULTS IS THIS WHOLE 
MESS." DAVID LOOKED UP AT ME THROUGH HIS STILL DAMP HAIR. 

"KEVIN'S," DAVID TOLD ME..