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Nudist Colony
Written by AB-2010 (address withheld)

***

This is a true story that was told to me by Jeremy B. 
from Atherton CA, back in 2001. It's not as wild as a 
fictional story, but still fun to read. Imagine yourself 
in Jeremy's situation. (mf, exh, youths)

***

My Mother has always been a free spirit; she was always 
doing things on the spur of the moment. I loved it, but 
my Dad didn't and her carefree ways finally drove him 
off by the time I was ten years old.

Without Dad to hold her back my Mom started to 
experiment with all kinds of alternative lifestyles and 
of course since I was her only child I had to go where 
she did and do what her and her friends did.

I'm not complaining because it was an interesting time 
for a kid and I have to admit that my teenage years were 
probably more fun and exciting than most kids I knew. I 
never got depressed, never dressed in black and never 
listed to Gothic music.

Anyway, the reason I'm writing this is to tell you about 
the time when I was just about to turn thirteen and my 
Mom decided that we were going to join a nudist colony. 
It was a place along the central coast of California, I 
don't think that I will name it, but the people who know 
about nudism will know the place I'm talking about.

I was reluctant to go when Mom first told me about it. 
It was summer vacation and back then it lasted 3 months. 
Mom thought it would broaden our horizons but all I 
could think about was the fact that I'd be naked and how 
would I stop myself from getting a boner in front of 
everyone.

I don't have to tell you that I was really worried about 
something like that. I was still a virgin and no one had 
seen me naked since I'd turned six. At (almost) thirteen 
a guy has a hard-on more often than not and I just 
couldn't imagine walking around with my dick sticking 
out in front of me all the time.

Mom was making plans to close the house up for the 
summer and we were only 2 days away from making the trip 
south when I finally got the nerve up to tell her my 
fears. That night at dinner as she was reading out loud 
from one of the colony brochures about volleyball and 
horseback riding I just blurted out, "Mom, I'm not sure 
I want to do this, I mean I'm a guy and, well... I don't 
want people to see me naked."

Mom stopped reading and looked at me saying, "Sweetheart 
you have a nice body, you've got nothing to be ashamed 
of."

I was stuck, what could I say to make her understand? 
"But Mom," I said, "I'm thirteen and I'm... you know, 
maturing. How can I walk around naked and not get 
embarrassed if I get... you know, hard or something." At 
that point I wanted to crawl away and hide myself I was 
so ashamed.

But I have to give it to my Mother, she handled my 
question like an experienced doctor would, "Honey they 
have herbs that you can take at first that keep 
erections down and they say once a man gets used to 
being naked in front of others he can control himself."

I wasn't at all sure that I was going to be able to 
control myself but Mom always seemed to be right, so 
what could I do but trust her.

The next two days were a blur, what with moving and the 
trip down highway 101 in the family car. We arrived at 
the Nudist Colony at around four o'clock in the 
afternoon and Mom went in to the office-gate-guard-house 
to register, while I nervously sat in the car. 

I had my eyes wide open, looking for anything that 
moved. My heart was pounding and I had a raging hard-on 
that was painfully ready for release. I think I expected 
to see naked people all over the place, but as it turned 
out we still had a three mile drive inland before we 
arrived at the "compound" were there were buildings and 
signs of habitation.

That's when I saw them. First an old lady, maybe 40-
something came up to us as Mom pulled into the lot in 
front of the dining hall. She was all brown from the sun 
and a little wrinkled too, but I couldn't help staring 
at her. Her name was Nancy and apparently she was the 
activities director.

We got our bags and followed Nancy into one of the 
dormitories. I still had my eyes glued to her backside 
when we entered a big room with a sign over the door 
that said, "Chippewa" made from wood and one of those 
wood burning kits. Apparently each building had an 
Indian name, which was the theme of the camp. Nancy 
turned to Mom and said, "Over there is your room and 
Jeremy will be staying with the teens just down the 
hall."

I didn't know what Nancy was talking about, what teens? 
Which hall? I hadn't planned on staying with strangers.

But as usual Mom talked me into it and soon enough I was 
sitting on a bed taking my shoes off. That first day was 
orientation day and we didn't have to undress unless we 
wanted to. Thank god!

I was sitting on my bed wishing that we'd never come 
when I heard kids coming down the hall outside the room 
then suddenly they were in my room and conversation 
began to whip around me almost as if I was one of them. 
I was totally shocked when I realized that there were 
girls and boys all together in the room and they were 
all naked as jaybirds.

And the girls! Wow! I'm not saying that they were all 
beauties or anything but most of them had really nice 
bodies and they were completely naked. I'd never seen a 
female naked before, or other boys for that matter. And 
here they were, around 12 kids all flopping down and 
talking excitedly about horseback riding and the dance 
that was going to take place that night.

All I could do was stair at them and imagine them all 
having sex with each other. I know that sounds perverted 
but I couldn't help it. I'd look at a particularly 
handsome guy and then look down at his hanging dick and 
then over at a girl and imagine it hard and slipping 
into her with him on top pumping away at her.

Needless to say with these thoughts running through my 
head it wasn't long before I had a boner the size of the 
Dwight Tower. And what's worse one of the girls noticed 
it. I was mortified.

They didn't comment on my hard-on but they did introduce 
themselves and one girl even flirted with me a little, 
saying, "Hey, you're cute. Maybe we can get together at 
the dance tonight."

Well, you can imagine what was going through my mind the 
rest of the day. I really wanted to "get together" with 
her. Her name was Pamela and she'd be a fox in anyone's 
eyes. She had those Swedish good looks that 
Scandinavians girls have and a body that seemed way to 
mature for fourteen, which is how old she said she was.

Anyway, I decided to make my premiere that night. I 
wanted to "get together" with Pamela and I knew that I'd 
look like a geek if I showed up at the dance wearing 
clothes. So I marched over to the administration 
building and asked Nancy point blank about that herb Mom 
had mentioned.

Boy was I in for a surprise. Nancy said, "Okay here you 
are Jeremy, now take two of these in the morning right 
after you've masturbated and you should be fine until 
lunch. Then I suggest two more pills after masturbating 
for a second time. That should take you through dinner.

"Try not to take more than four pills a day because the 
potency will wear off after a while and you don't want 
to be walking around with a telephone pole waving hello 
at everyone, now do you?" She giggled and then added in 
a kind vice, "Don't worry Jeremy, it'll all be fine. 
After you've been natural for a few days you'll be able 
to control when you get erect and when not."

I was totally shocked by what she'd just said. An adult 
telling me to "masturbate" twice a day and talking about 
MY erection, well, you could have knocked me over with a 
feather.

Just the same, I did as she suggested. I wanted to go to 
the dance that night, so right after dinner I went into 
the toilets and jacked off. It didn't take long to cum; 
imagining Pamela's naked body made it fast and intense.

Then afterwards I took the two pills and then went to my 
bed and sat down to await the effects. After an hour I 
still had a hard-on. I was too excited for any herb to 
work on me. The thought that I'd be naked in front of 
Pamela kept me hard as a rock.

Finally I decided to take two more pills and after 
another half hour I felt more relaxed. By then I could 
hear the bus pull up outside. Everyone who was attending 
the dance had to take the three mile ride to the 
colony's private beach and stay there until the bus came 
to pick them up at eleven.

I ran into the bathroom and took a quick shower wanting 
to be as clean as possible. I was grateful that I still 
hadn't gotten hard again. I think my nerves had 
something to do with that.

Then as I stepped out of the shower a gang of kids 
trouped into the long dorm room getting cassettes tapes 
and stuff for the dance. I swallowed and marched out 
into the room, but to my surprise no one paid any undue 
attention to nakedness.

But where things went wrong was when Pamela came over to 
me and said, "Gee, Jeremy, you look nice, I especially 
like your weenie."

I couldn't believe that she'd just said that. And I also 
couldn't stop my "weenie" from showing its gratitude for 
her complement.

I just stood there in front of Pamela as my boner came 
to life. I knew that I should hide it with my hands but 
I also knew that she was deliberately teasing me, so I 
just stood there defiantly, as my dick grew and grew.

Pamela stood naked in front of me and smiled, watching 
me getting fully hard. I thought that I'd faint from the 
extreme arousal that I was experiencing. I'd never even 
dreamed of something like this before, standing naked in 
front of a pretty girl as she looked on appraisingly.

Then Jeff, one of my new acquaintances yelled over to 
Pamela, "Hey stop that Pammy, why do you always torture 
the new guys like that. Jeremy, don't let her bust your 
balls, she did the same thing to me my first day, what a 
tease."

Then Pamela giggled and turned away. And there I was 
with my boner throbbing and all the other kids piling 
out of the room and into the waiting bus.

I didn't mind that Pamela was teasing me. I had found 
out something about myself at that moment that I had no 
idea about prior to that experience. I LOVED to expose 
myself to another person. It was intensely satisfying to 
watch others as they inspected my naked body and 
especially my stiff prick.

That night I got another little surprise when Pamela 
came and sat by me on the way out to the dance. We 
talked about general stuff and after a while she quietly 
said, "Jeremy, can you make yourself hard for me again?"

I really hadn't expected her to say anything like that 
to me, but when she did it had the effect of immediately 
inflating my dick to a full masthead. I sat there for 
the three mile drive with Pamela's hand on my thigh and 
her eyes on my hard dick. It was wonderful.

During that first four week stay at the colony nothing 
ever happened to change my virgin status. Pamela 
continued to "tease" me into hardness whenever she 
wanted to. The herb never really did much for me and I 
soon found out that having a boner was quite acceptable 
around there.

Maybe it's perverted, but I stopped trying to NOT get a 
hard-on and actually was rather proud of my male mast, 
or half-mast sometimes. The older men commented on my 
condition with some envy and the women always scoped me 
out when they knew I was around.

All in all I found that being a Nudist was a real blast.

END


For more stories of mine, go to:
/~Kristen/ab2008/

Author's note: If this story sounds familiar it is 
because I wrote it sometime ago under a different 
author handle. I have revisited the story, fleshed it 
out and republished it here. AB 

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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