Author: wolfcub
Title: Naked Summer
Summary: A boy goes to visit his cousin for the summer. He quickly 
overcomes his modesty and learns to do as the Romans when in Rome.
Keywords: b+ exhib nosex

Colin waited anxiously on the train. This was his first trip away from 
home by himself. He had been nervous since his parents first told him 
he would be traveling alone to visit Aunt Lisa, Uncle John, and his 
cousin Scott. He was only 10 years old, and he didn't feel like he 
should have to be by himself on such a long trip. His parents had told 
him not to worry.

He did worry, though: he worried that he would miss his stop; he 
worried that he would forget his bag; he worried that someone on the 
train would hurt him or steal something from him.

As the train slowed to a stop, he was relieved to see Aunt Lisa waiting 
for him on the platform. Scott was there, too. He was surprised to see 
Scott wearing nothing more than a pair of shorts: His own parents would 
never had let him go to the train station barefoot.

When Colin got off the train, Lisa ran straight to him and gave him a 
big hug--lifting him off the ground. Colin was embarrassed. He didn't 
know his aunt very well. His mother's sister and her family had only 
visited once about five years ago.

"Colin, do you remember your cousin Scott?"

"I think so," Colin lied. He didn't even remember his aunt very well.

"Are you hungry? I thought we'd stop and get some hamburgers. Your 
Uncle John is going to be late, tonight."

They drove to a small restaurant that looked ancient to Colin. Inside, 
there were wooden picnic tables and benches. The place was just 
starting to fill up with the dinner crowd. Colin was surprised to see 
that most of the children there were barefoot, and only about half the 
boys were wearing shirts. No one besides Colin seemed to notice. The 
hamburger was the best that Colin had ever had.

After dinner, as they pulled into the driveway, Lisa told Colin, "I 
want you and Scott to take a bath before your Uncle John gets home. 
Don't take too long: I'll have ice cream waiting."

Lisa carried Colin's bag to Scott's bedroom then left the two boys. 
Scott shucked his shorts then tossed them into a laundry basket in the 
corner of the room.

"Come on," Scott urged, "You can unpack later: I want ice cream!"

"Uh, you go first. I'm not really in the mood for ice cream, anyway." 
It was the second lie Colin had told, today.

"When my mom said to take a bath, she meant both of us: together."

Colin looked at Scott's naked body and realized that he had never 
bathed with anyone before. He hadn't even changed clothes in front of 
his parents since he was six.

"If you don't get in the bath tub soon," Scott warned, "my mom is going 
to undress you and put you in herself."

"Um..."

"You're not afraid to be naked, are you?"

"I'm not afraid!" Colin protested. He didn't like being accused of 
being afraid of anything.

"Well, then, come on!"

Scott stepped forward, grabbed the hem of Colin's shirt, and lifted it 
over his head. He then gave Colin a gentle shove. Colin fell backwards 
onto Scott's bed. 

"Hey!" Colin was ready to fight, but he was caught off guard by Scott's 
playful smile. Scott unceremoniously pulled Colin's shoes and socks off.

"Are you going to lose the pants, or do I have to do those, too?" Scott 
saw the angry look on Colin's face and changed his tone.

"Look, we're going to be spending the whole summer together." Scott 
tried to sound friendly. "We're going to be sharing my room. We're both 
boys. There's no reason for either one of us to be afraid of being 
naked in front of the other."

There was that word, again. Nothing made Colin more angry than being 
accused of being afraid. He stood up with a sullen look on his face, 
unbuttoned his shorts, and let them drop to the floor. He stepped out 
of them then hesitated for a moment. He realized he was losing his 
nerve, so he quickly yanked his underwear down.

Scott picked up Colin's clothes and tossed them into the laundry 
basket. He then grabbed Colin's hand and led him to the bathroom.

Colin was embarrassed when he saw Lisa in the bathroom, just finishing 
filling the tub. He quickly covered his little penis with his free 
hand. Lisa patted him on the head and gave him a warm smile. As she was 
leaving, she told the boys, "Don't be long."

Both boys climbed into the tub. Scott immediately began washing Colin's 
body.

"I can do that myself!" Colin protested, thinking that Scott thought of 
him as a baby.

"It's nicer this way," Scott explained in a friendly tone.

Colin decided not to argue. His cousin was right: they were going to be 
spending the whole summer together, so there was no point in Colin 
getting Scott mad at him on the first day.

Actually, it turned out that Colin rather liked having Scott running 
his hands over his wet, naked skin. It gave him a tingly feeling all 
over. Colin squirmed when Scott reached his genitals, but Scott acted 
like it was no big deal to be touching his cousin's "private" parts, so 
Colin didn't object.

"Now do me."

Colin began washing Scott the same way that Scott had washed him. Colin 
wondered if he and Scott would always be bathing together: he had never 
expected it to be so much fun.

When they were done, Scott let the water out of the tub, then they 
dried each other. Colin followed Scott down the hallway after first 
peeking to make sure his aunt wasn't around. Colin was surprised when 
Scott walked right past his bedroom and continued toward the kitchen.

"Scott!"

Scott stopped and turned, looking annoyed at the boy who was keeping 
him from ice cream.

"What?"

"Aren't we going to get dressed?" Colin asked, as if it should be 
obvious to Scott what the problem was. Scott rolled his eyes and shook 
his head. He walked back to Colin and once again took his hand.

"I never get dressed after my bath," Scott said matter-of-factly.

Colin was just confused enough not to resist as Scott led him to the 
kitchen. When he saw Aunt Lisa, he remembered his concern, but it was 
too late to head back to Scott's bedroom without being seen, so he 
jumped onto the stool next to Scott: At least the counter afforded him 
some privacy.

"Well, now! My two handsome boys are all nice and clean, I see!"

Colin blushed, but Scott seemed to ignore his mother's comments. She 
made them each a large sundae, and Colin wolfed his down, despite his 
earlier comment about not being interested.

When they were done, Scott took Colin into the living room to watch a 
movie. Colin sat with a pillow in his lap and wondered why Scott didn't 
seem to mind being naked with his mother just in the next room.

Half way through the movie, Uncle John came home. Scott bounced up off 
the couch and gave him a big hug. Apparently, Scott didn't mind his dad 
seeing him naked, either.

John sat down next to Colin. He lifted him up off of the couch and 
placed him in his lap, knocking the pillow on the floor in the process. 
Colin tried to grab it before it fell, but John wrapped his arms around 
him in a hug.

"So, this is my little nephew, eh? You've grown quite a bit since I 
last saw you."

Colin blushed.

"How was your trip?"

"It was alright, I guess," Colin lied. It worried him that, in his 
first day here, he had lied to each of his relatives, but he didn't 
want to admit to being nervous the whole way here.

John held Colin in his lap and Scott snuggled up next to his father for 
the rest of the movie. When it was over, John stood both boys up and 
gave them each a friendly slap on the butt.

"I think you two need to brush your teeth and head off to bed."

Colin followed Scott to the bathroom and was surprised to see that his 
toothbrush had been laid out next to Scott's.

After brushing their teeth, they went to Scott's room. Scott turned on 
the light and pulled back the top sheet. Colin realized that there was 
only one bed in the room.

"Uh, where am I going to sleep?"

"In my bed."

"Uh, where are you going to sleep, then?"

"In my bed," Scott said with a devilish smile.

Colin was about to complain, when he realized that he was too tired. He 
had taken a bath with his cousin; he could manage sleeping with him for 
one night.

Colin climbed into Scott's bed, and Scott climbed in next to him. Soon 
after, Lisa and John came in and kissed both boys before turning out 
the light and leaving. Colin was asleep before they reached the end of 
the hallway.


Colin woke up in the morning momentarily confused. He was in a strange 
place, and someone was rubbing a hand across his chest and belly. He 
quickly remembered where he was--and that he had gone to bed naked.

He was lying on his back, completely exposed. Scott had pulled the 
sheet off of him, and it was out of reach. As he lay there, Scott idly 
stroked Colin's chest and belly. He smiled at the odd expression on 
Colin's face.

Suddenly, Scott grabbed Colin's testicles and gave them a quick squeeze.

"Come on!" Scott said as he jumped out of bed. "I gotta pee!"

Without thinking, Colin followed Scott into the bathroom. He watched in 
disbelief as his cousin raised the toilet seat, grasped his penis 
between his thumb and forefinger, then let loose a stream of urine.

"Come on!" Scott laughed. "Pee with me."

Colin smiled. Rather than be embarrassed, he was glad that his cousin 
was including him in something so intimate. He grabbed his own penis, 
pointed it toward the bowl, and let loose, himself. Both boys giggled 
as they peed together.

When they were done, Colin followed Scott into the kitchen. The smell 
of pan cakes and sausage filled the room, and Colin realized how hungry 
he was. While they ate, Lisa talked about the plans she had for the day.

"Colin, I thought you might like to go to the beach, today. The 
weather's gorgeous."

"Yeah, Mom! That'd be great!"

Colin liked the idea, too, but he couldn't remember whether or not his 
mother had packed his swimsuit.

"I'm not sure if I have a bathing suit."

"That's okay. Scott can loan you one of his."

What Scott offered didn't look like a bathing suit to Colin. It looked 
more like underwear.

"It's what I always wear," Scott explained. "Don't tell me you wear 
those stupid baggies that go all the way down to your knees! I bet you 
look like a dork."

Colin started to protest, but it was beginning to occur to him that his 
cousin did things a lot differently than he did, and, since he was 
going to be living with his cousin all summer, Colin was the one who 
was going to have to adapt.

He pulled on the skimpy racer and noted that it must have been Scott's 
from last summer: It was small on him and barely had room enough to 
hold his genitals--even though they were still little-boy sized. He 
looked in the mirror and saw that the back wasn't much better: His 
buttocks poked out on each side.

He didn't have time to complain, though, as Scott and Lisa were soon 
hustling him out the door and into the car. They were backing out of 
the driveway before Colin realized that he was barefoot and 
bare-chested, like his cousin. Whenever his own parents took him 
swimming, he always wore a t-shirt until he got to the lake or pool.

Colin soon forgot about his attire as he and Scott had a wonderful time 
playing in the sand and in the water. He even didn't mind his aunt 
rubbing sun screen over his nearly-naked body. But when it came time to 
leave, Colin was given another shock.

When they reached the showers at the end of the boardwalk, Scott 
unselfconsciously stepped out of his swimsuit, rinsed it off, tossed it 
on a nearby bench, and began to shower--naked!

The showers were close to the parking lot, so anyone coming or going 
would have a clear view of Scott's naked body, but Scott seemed 
completely oblivious to that fact.

Colin hesitantly stepped under the shower next to Scott--leaving his 
own swimsuit on as he washed off the sand and salt. Without warning, 
his aunt stepped up behind Colin and pulled down his swimsuit. 
Casually, she said, "Here, let me have those."

Lisa wrapped an arm around Colin's legs, effortlessly raised him 
slightly off the ground, and slipped the swimsuit over his feet. When 
she put him down, Colin's hands quickly covered his genitals.

"Aunt Lisa..."

"What?" Lisa asked, innocently.

It was clear to Colin that he wasn't going to get his swimsuit back, so 
he quickly finished showering and reached for a towel--more to cover 
himself than dry himself.

"Hey, I need that, too," Scott told Colin as he reached for the towel.

Colin stood uncomfortably with his hands in front of him while Scott 
leisurely dried himself--not even trying to hide his boy parts.

While this was happening, two girls walked past them on the way to the 
beach. They looked a little older then Scott and Colin. They smiled at 
the boys and giggled quietly. Scott smiled back. Colin blushed and 
avoided eye contact.

Scott snapped Colin on the butt with the towel. "Come on! It's time to 
go."

Colin glared at his cousin, but he was already on his way to the 
car--walking across the parking lot naked except for the towel, which 
he had hung over his shoulder.

Colin accepted that he and Scott had to ride home naked, sitting on the 
towel to avoid getting the seat too wet. He hadn't been here a full 
day, yet, and he had already been seen naked by his cousin, his aunt, 
his uncle, and two girls whom he didn't even know. He still couldn't 
understand how Scott could be so casual about his body.

When they got home, Scott collected the towel. Colin was sure he had 
planned it that way on purpose so that Colin would have to walk into 
the house naked. Not wanting to let his cousin get one up on him, Colin 
strolled slowly to the front door, trying to make it appear that he 
didn't care. Before he could reach the door, two boys his age came 
running around the corner.

"Hey, Scott! Is this your cousin?"

"Hey, guys! Colin, this is Brian and Steve."

Scott acted as if it were common place to be outside naked in front of 
his friends. If Colin ran for the house, he'd look foolish--especially 
in contrast to Scott's nonchalance--so he did his best to try to appear 
as though he, too, were used to being naked in public.

It seemed to work, as neither Brian nor Steve paid the least bit of 
attention to Scott or Colin's nudity. Brian tossed his football to 
Colin, and the four of them threw the ball around like nothing was 
unusual.

Before long, Colin became less self-conscious of his nudity. It helped 
that Brian and Steve weren't wearing much, themselves: each wore only a 
pair of brief, loose-fitting shorts. From the way their shorts rode low 
on their hips, it was also clear that neither of them was wearing 
underwear.

"Have you boys had lunch, yet?" Lisa called from the front doorway.

"No, ma'am," both Brian and Steve replied together.

"Well, it's ready, if you want to join Scott and Colin."

The four boys went in and sat around the dining room table where Lisa 
had laid out sandwiches, chips, and soft drinks. All four ate greedily. 
When they were done, the boys decided to go play in the woods. Colin 
was glad when Scott went to his bedroom and slipped on a pair of 
shorts, similar to the ones that Brian and Steve were wearing--and 
tossed a pair to him.

Colin was used to going barefoot, but he usually wore a shirt; however, 
after spending so much time naked, wearing just a pair a shorts made 
him feel as if he were completely dressed.

Aunt Lisa stopped Colin at the door and embarrassed him by rubbing sun 
screen on his pale chest, belly, and back while the other boys waited 
impatiently.

Soon, though, they were running across a grassy field towards the 
woods. They followed a rough trail for several minutes when they heard 
the snapping of branches and several voices nearby. Scott reached 
behind Colin, placed one hand tightly over his mouth, then used his 
other hand to drag Colin into the brush.

At first, Colin thought Scott was playing a trick on him, but then he 
saw the genuinely frightened look on Scott's face. His expression 
indicated to Colin that he should be absolutely silent.

The rustling and voices got louder for a moment, then faded off into 
the distance. Scott remained motionless for what seemed to Colin like a 
long time. Then, he motioned for Colin to stay put while he cautiously 
got up and looked around.

"Okay, it's safe, now," Scott told the other boys after a moment.

"What was that all about?" Colin asked.

"There're some older boys who hang out around here, sometimes," Brian 
explained. "They're mean. You don't ever want to let them catch you."

"Why not? What will they do?"

"You don't want to know," Steve insisted. "Just don't let them catch 
you."

The boys took off in the other direction, playing in the woods until 
sunset.


The next morning, Colin awoke before Scott. He pulled the sheet back 
off of Scott's body and caressed Scott's chest and belly the way that 
Scott had done to him the previous morning.

Out of curiosity, he let his hand wander to Scott's penis. He ran his 
index finger down its length and traced its outline. He felt Scott's 
scrotum between his fingers, then gently sized his testicles. Colin 
then looked up and saw Scott smiling at him.

Colin snatched his hand back, looked away, and blushed. Scott laughed, 
and, to show his approval, reached between Colin's legs and gave his 
genitals a quick squeeze. Once again, Colin followed Scott to the 
bathroom, and the two boys peed together.

"Your dad's going to get groceries, this morning," Lisa told Scott over 
breakfast. "Do you boys want to go with him?"

"Sure!" Scott answered quickly.

Colin couldn't see the excitement in shopping for food, but Scott 
seemed to think it was a good idea to go with his father. Scott put on 
a pair of shorts--and nothing else--and Colin copied him.

It felt odd to walk barefoot on the cool linoleum floor of the grocery 
store--stranger still to be out in public with no shirt on. But Colin 
was beginning to notice that most of the other children he saw were 
barefoot, and very few boys were wearing shirts.

While they were shopping, Colin noticed that Uncle John touched Scott a 
lot. He would walk with his hand on Scott's shoulder, rub his back, 
occasionally, or run his hand through Scott's hair. Sometimes, he would 
poke him in the ribs or pinch his waist, and Scott would laugh out loud.

His own father hardly ever touched Colin. Colin was fascinated by Uncle 
John's display of affection and wanted to be a part of it. He found 
himself walking closer to Uncle John and occasionally bumping into him.

After several collisions, Uncle John looked down at Colin, smiled, and 
gave him a firm hug. Colin smiled back to let Uncle John know what he 
wanted from him. Uncle John took the hint and gave Colin the same 
physical treatment he'd been giving Scott.

Colin now understood why Scott had wanted to go grocery shopping with 
his father. It wasn't what they were doing, it was that they were doing 
something together. Just being with Uncle John made Colin feel warm 
inside.

When they got home, Brian and Steve were sitting on the front porch in 
their bathing suits, holding towels. "It's about time you got here! 
You're mom said she'd take us all to the beach."

All four boys helped put away the groceries, then Scott and Colin 
changed into the swimsuits they had worn yesterday. Colin felt a little 
self-conscious because Brian and Steve were wearing square-cut suits, 
and Scott's suit covered a little bit more of his body than Colin's did 
(though not by much). However, once they got to the beach, Colin was 
having too much fun to pay any more attention to his clothing.

Just like yesterday, Scott peeled off his swimsuit at the shower. 
Reluctantly, Colin removed his, as well, to avoid the further 
embarrassment of being stripped by his aunt. He was surprised to find 
that he wasn't anywhere near as uncomfortable as he had been yesterday, 
even though Brian and Steve kept their suits on. He actually enjoyed 
riding back home naked.

Brian and Steve stayed for lunch, then Scott asked if they could spend 
the night. A couple of phone calls finalized the arrangement. Brian and 
Steve left for a while then came back with toothbrushes and sleeping 
bags. 

Just before dark, the boys set up a tent in the back yard. Scott and 
Colin were still naked, but Brian and Steve had changed into shorts. 
John came out and helped the boys make a fire so they could toast 
marshmallows.

"Don't get too close to the fire, Colin, or this will turn into a 
weenie roast!" Steve laughed at his own joke, as did the other boys. 
Even John snickered. It was the first time in two days that Brian or 
Steve had made any mention of Colin being naked.

Scott came to Colin's defense. "Yeah, well at least he has something to 
roast, Steve. Yours is so small, you couldn't get it close to the fire 
without jumping in."

The boys laughed together, and Colin realized that the teasing was 
good-natured, rather than mean. He laughed with them.

John interrupted. "Well, boys, size not withstanding, make sure you put 
the fire out before you go to bed. Good night."

After John disappeared into the house, Brian asked softly, "Does Colin 
know what's going to happen, tonight?"

"Nah," Scott answered. "We'll surprise him."

Scott smiled as he could just make out the puzzled look on Colin's face 
in the flickering light of the fire.

At about 10 o'clock, the boys doused the fire, went into the tent, and 
climbed into their sleeping bags. Colin thought about how much he had 
enjoyed sitting naked by the fire and how good it was to feel the 
smooth nylon of the sleeping bag against his bare skin. He wasn't 
particularly listening to the hushed voices of the other boys, and he 
soon dozed off.

Colin awoke with a start to find Scott kneeling next to him shaking his 
shoulder. When he started to complain, Scott interrupted him.

"Sh! Be quiet!" Scott whispered harshly. "We don't want to wake up my 
parents."

Scott motioned for Colin to follow him, then he crawled out of the 
tent. Brian and Steve were already standing outside. Both boys were 
naked. The moon was full, and it was fairly easy to see, even though it 
was almost midnight.

Scott crept silently across the yard towards the woods. Brian motioned 
for Colin to follow him, then he and Steve brought up the rear. When 
they were about ten feet into the woods, Colin risked talking.

"What are we doing?" he whispered to Scott. The boys huddled in a 
circle.

"We're going someplace fun," Scott answered.

"Scary is more like it," Steve corrected.

"Well that's not hard," Brian replied. "You're  scared of your own 
shadow!"

"I am not! But that house..."

"Both you guys knock it off!" Scott interrupted. "Just stay with us," 
he said to Colin. "You'll find out when we get there."

Scott took off along a narrow path. Again, Colin followed, with Brian 
and Steve behind. With the bright moonlight, it was easy enough to see 
where they were going, but there were ominous shadows that made Colin 
nervous enough that he didn't even think about the fact that all four 
of them were naked.

The path led to a dirt road, which Scott turned onto. He picked up the 
pace so that he was jogging, his bare feet silently treading the 
hard-packed dirt. The other boys stayed just behind him.

After a few minutes, Colin could make out a paved road, up ahead, 
crossing the dirt road. He first noticed it when he saw a car drive 
past. By the time the boys reached it, a truck had also gone by.

The trees that lined the dirt road stopped about twenty feet short of 
the road. As they approached, Scott slowed to a walk and entered the 
woods. He moved to the edge of the trees nearest the paved road, 
crouched down, and waited.

Colin squatted next to Scott. He looked down the road and saw the 
approaching headlights that Scott was watching. When the truck had 
passed, Scott quickly looked both ways and, seeing nothing but the 
taillights of the departing truck, gave the other boys a signal, then 
dashed across the road. When Colin hesitated for a moment, both Brian 
and Steve turned back to him and whispered urgently, "Come on!" Colin 
ran to catch up with them.

Scott stopped running about fifty feet down the dirt road and waited 
for the other three boys to catch up. Without saying anything, he 
continued walking. The road went slightly up hill. There were heavy 
woods on the right side of the road, but Colin could make out a field 
on the left side behind a thin row of trees. 

Across the field sat an old, two-story farmhouse with clapboard siding. 
It looked like one of those houses from the Great Depression that Colin 
had seen in his history book, at school. Even with only the moon 
lighting it, Colin could tell that it was in terrible condition.

The boys reached a break in the trees, and Colin saw a dirt driveway 
leading up to the house. Scott turned up the driveway and continued 
walking, but Colin stopped. "Come on!" Brian and Steve urged him, 
again. The noise caused Scott to stop.

"Come on, Colin," Scott said. "We're going up to the house."

When Colin neither moved nor said anything, Brian said, "I think he's 
scared."

"I'm..." Colin began with a shaky voice, then tried to steady himself. 
"I'm not scared. I just don't want to get into trouble. What if the 
people who live there catch us sneaking around their house?"

"The only people who live there are ghosts," Steve said with a giggle.

"Ghosts aren't alive, stupid," Brian chided.

"You know what I mean, dork! Colin, look at that house: No one's lived 
there since my parents were kids. My dad told me…"

"Be quite!" Scott insisted. "We're going inside. Let's go."

The other boys started up the driveway, but Colin still didn't move.

"I think he's gonna wet himself," Brian suggested when Colin didn't 
follow them. "Maybe we should go, if he's scared, and all."

"I'm not scared!" Colin managed to blurt out. "Like I said, I don't 
want to get in trouble for..."

"We're going inside. If you wanna stay out here, stay out here." Scott 
continued up the driveway without waiting for Colin to decide. Brian 
and Steve took one look back, then followed after Scott.

Colin stood there for a moment, then decided it would be better to be 
with the other boys in the house than out here, alone. He hurried after 
them.

The steps were broken, so Scott just hopped up onto the porch. There 
was a screen door hanging about half open from one hinge. The front 
door was missing. 

Scott paused for a couple of seconds, then cautiously entered the 
house. He treaded lightly on the dusty, wooden floor. There was just 
enough moonlight coming in from the uncovered windows to make out a 
path through the tattered and broken furniture. Colin was startled by a 
noise off to his right. He just caught sight of a mouse or rat 
scurrying into another room.

The boys were in what apparently had been the living room. Colin could 
see a doorway leading to what looked liked the kitchen. Off to the left 
was a staircase. Several balusters were missing from the banister, and 
the handrail was broken in a few places. Scott tested his weight on the 
first step, then proceeded up the stairs, slowly testing each step as 
he went. He stumbled when the sixth step collapsed under him, but he 
caught himself. He gave the other boys a look of relief.

Scott paused, for a moment, then continued up the stairs. Colin was 
trembling, but Brian and Steve had taken up positions behind him, 
again, so he had little choice but to follow. When Scott reached the 
top of the stairs, he waited at the end of a dark hallway for the other 
boys to join him.

Colin peered down the hallway. He definitely didn't want to go down 
there. The window at the end of the hallway was dirty, so it didn't let 
much light in. Colin could barely make out several doors on either side 
of the hallway. The last one on the right was the only one open.

Colin was desperately trying to come up with some excuse for not going 
any further that the other boys might buy, when a dark figure moved in 
front of the window, blocking most of the light.

Colin took off down the stairs, somehow remembering to skip the broken 
step. He leapt off the porch, not looking to see if the other boys were 
with him or not. He ran down the driveway as fast as his feet would 
carry him. He didn't slow at all for the turn onto the dirt road.

He was about two thirds of the way to the paved road when he heard 
Steve cry out, "Wait up, guys!"

Colin risked a look back. Scott and Brian were about twenty feet behind 
him, running at top speed; Steve was another thirty feet behind them, 
and falling behind. Colin didn't see anyone--or anything--following 
Steve, so he slowed to a stop.

"Holy crap!" Brian gasped when Steve finally caught up to them. "What 
was that?"

Steve was breathing too hard to answer, and Colin was too scared to say 
a word.

"Holy crap is right," Scott laughed. "I think Steve shit himself!"

"Ha... Ha... Very... funny..." Steve labored to talk. "Like I didn't 
almost get run over by you, Scott."

Colin gave a nervous glance back up the road towards the driveway. The 
other boys silently agreed to start walking. When they reached the 
intersection, there was no sign of headlights, so the boys walked 
across the paved road, but instead of continuing back the way they had 
come, Scott turned left and began walking along the edge of the woods.

"Where're you going?" Colin asked.

"You'll see," Scott answered without turning around.

"Shouldn't we go home?" Colin suggested, urgently.

Scott stopped and turned to face Colin. "Don't be a wimp! It's still 
early."

"I'm not a wimp, it's just that..." Scott didn't wait for the rest. 
Brian caught up to him, and the two of them continued on. Steve gave 
Colin an "I'm with you" look, but neither one of them was brave enough 
to return home without Scott and Brian, and besides, neither one of 
them wanted to face the razzing they'd get if they wimped out.

A couple of times, the boys had to duck into the woods to avoid a 
passing truck or car, but eventually they made it to another dirt road, 
which lead to an open field. Colin could make out some swings and other 
playground equipment on the other side of the field. Further on, there 
was a building that looked like a school.

Scott carefully surveyed the playground, then took off running for a 
structure that had stairs, ladders, bridges, a tower, and several 
slides. Colin put the previous terror out of his mind and ran with the 
other boys after Scott.

For the first time since since they had left the tent, Colin became 
aware that he was naked. It was strangely thrilling to be playing on a 
school playground, at night, without any clothes on, with three other, 
equally-naked boys.

The four boys chased each other on, over, under, and around the 
equipment, laughing out loud, unconcerned about being caught by adults 
on the empty playground. Colin felt more alive and energized than he 
had ever felt before.

At some point, Brian pounced on Steve, and this was Scott's signal to 
pounce on Colin. The boys wrestled in the sand until they were too 
tired and laughing too hard to continue. All four boys rolled onto 
their backs and lay in the sand, breathing hard. Scott and Colin looked 
at each other, both smiling broadly.

After they had rested a while, Scott got up and took off in a trot for 
the school building. Colin, Brian, and Steve quickly followed. Scott 
slowed to a walk when he reached a sidewalk leading into a courtyard. 
He paused for a moment to take a quick look around, then proceeded 
towards a picnic table at the far end of the courtyard.

Without stopping, he hopped up onto the table, then jumped for the edge 
of the roof. He easily caught it with both hands, then pulled himself 
up. Colin was a little unsure of himself, but after watching Brian and 
Steve, he was soon up on the roof with the other boys.

The school was surrounded by woods, but Scott and the other boys crept 
low along the roof, anyway, to avoid being seen by anyone who might be 
passing by the school. Scott led the boys to a skylight. He tugged on 
the edge of the cover and was able to force it open. He disappeared 
inside, followed by Steve.

Brian silently indicated to Colin that he should go next. Colin looked 
down and saw that the skylight was off to one side of the library. 
There was a tall bookshelf just under the opening, and Colin had no 
trouble safely dropping to it, then climbing down to the floor where 
Scott and Steve were waiting.

Colin looked up and saw Brian wedged into the opening, pulling the 
skylight closed. He then dropped onto the bookshelf and climbed down to 
the floor.

One whole wall of the library was made up of windows looking out onto 
the courtyard, and there was enough moonlight coming in through the 
windows that Colin could see well enough to move around.

Scott walked straight over to a desk in the corner, opened the second 
drawer, and took out a flashlight. While he was doing that, Brian 
climbed up onto another bookshelf and removed one of the ceiling tiles. 
Scott climbed up and handed the flashlight to Brian, who disappeared 
into the ceiling. 

The boys slowly crawled through about fifty feet of ceiling before 
coming down into the kitchen, which they proceeded to raid. Brian said 
that he was glad that summer school was still going on. "If it were 
over, there'd be nothing here to eat."

After enjoying their late-night snack, the boys made their way back to 
the library, where Scott returned the flashlight. They exited through 
an exterior door, which Steve was quick to point out "doesn't have an 
alarm on it."

The boys were back in their tent by about three o'clock. Colin was 
exhausted. He was too hot and sweaty to climb inside his sleeping bag, 
so he just laid down on top of it. Scott laid next to him. "That was 
fun, wasn't it?" But Colin was already asleep.