This was inspired by another story I read on the Nifty archine which I've lost track of. If you like the story, support the Nifty archive. All rights hereby donated to the archive. If you want to contact me drop a note to krchr@hotmail.com. I read that account occasionally. Other stories by me:
2007: college/barefoot-in-the-stacks
2007: encounters/airport-feet
2002: young-friends/naked-boy (posted under a different name).
---------------- Naked at night ----------------
Kevin woke from a light drifting sleep when his watch beeped. He shut it off and lay still listening for signs of stirring from the other room. When it seemed safe he threw off the covers and stood up from the roll-away bed.
His parents were in the cabin's one bedroom and he checked to make sure their door was firmly closed before he dropped his boxers and stepping out of them. He stood naked and yawned for a moment then started getting dressed. He'd planned the outfit for this carefully. Something that would look like he was out for a jog but that was easy to take on and off. He put on dark jogging shorts, no underwear, a dark blue t-shirt, and his white sneakers. He'd have preferred black sneakers but he had none.
He crept out of the cabin closing the front door as quietly as possible, then walked briskly to the road along the grass instead of the gravel driveway. On the dirt road he walked past the other silent cabins to the road's end and where the provincial park began. The road ended in a trail which he knew well. He walked down the path looking for the spot he'd picked yesterday. When he'd found it, Kevin stepped off the path next to what he hoped was a memorable tree stump and pushed through the bushes.
The moon was about half full which, now that his eyes had adjusted, made the woods pretty visible. There were no sounds except for the trees creaking in the wind. Kevin took his shirt off and placed it next to the tree trunk then stood listening again. He put his hands on the waistband of his shorts and started to push them down. Then he stopped, suddenly unsure. He pulled them back up and stood for another minute with his heart pounding in his ears. This time he decided to go for it. He pushed his shorts down, took them off, and dropped them on top of his shirt. He was standing naked in the woods except for a pair of sneakers.
Kevin carefully pushed his way back through the bushes trying not to get scraped. The trail seemed pretty open by comparison and he was very aware of his nakedness. The breeze on his bare skin felt wonderful. He wasn't hard but his whole body was tingling with sexual excitement. He started walking along the trail deeper into the woods. He'd only planned to walk a little ways in and then walk back to his clothes but he loved the feel of the air on his body and the feel of his cock swinging free so he kept going. Before long he relaxed a bit and then he couldn't help it. His nervousness gone his cock rose up and got as hard as it had ever been. Instead of swaying, it was now pointing the way he was going.
The plan was abandoned. He needed release. Kevin started looking for a secluded spot in which he could get off. He finally leaned up against a tree which was slightly removed from the trail and began stroking his erection. He was more excited than he'd ever been before and his cock was dripping with precum before he even touched it. He rubbed it all around until the shaft and head were completely slick. Then he tickled his balls with one hand and stroked with the other. A rushing orgasm overtook him. He locked his knees and thrust forward as the load of cum shot out and landed on the ground with an audible splat.
When the orgasm subsided Kevin felt really exposed and ridiculous. He looked around to see if anyone was there but he saw and heard nothing. He wiped his hand off on a tree trunk then got back on the trail. He started walking, then hurrying, his cock now loose and flapping again. He had a few moments panic when he thought he must have already passed the point at which he'd hidden his clothes. He was wondering how he'd sneak back into the house naked when he found them. He got dressed and strolled back to the road.
The cabin was as quiet as he left it. Kevin kicked off his sneakers, changed back into his boxers, and got into bed. He laid there in the still cabin, slightly sweaty and with his heart still beating fast. He knew he'd be doing that again.
------------------ Naked in the day ------------------
A few months before 15-year-old Kevin had been carefully searching his father's porn collection. He'd found it hidden in the garage and now periodically checked for new material. He was flipping through a magazine he'd seen before when he noticed a small picture showing various people, men and women, relaxing on a beach. They were all naked. He read the all too brief article below it about nude beaches and some of the more famous ones. He'd never heard of this before. In the conversations about sex with his friends no one had ever mentioned the idea of lots of people just casually walking around naked outdoors in the sun. The idea excited him and made him want to try it. His parents weren't prudes but they didn't walk around nude and no one had seen him naked since he was about nine.
He hit on a plan. That summer, as they always did, his family would be spending a month in the family cabin. It was somewhat remote as retreats go with only 20 or so cabins scattered around a small lake. He lay awake at night planning the whole thing. The clothes he would take, the place on the trail where he'd hide his clothes. His parents noticed his excitement but passed it off to youthful anticipation of the trip.
A few nights into the trip, when everyone had settled into a routine, Kevin undertook that first nighttime expedition. It was as good as he imagined and he couldn't wait to repeat it. He did it again the next night, and the next. He was starting to be noticeably tired during the day but his parents passed off his frequent daytime naps as a 'growth spurt'. Besides the interruption to his sleep Kevin longed to try nudity in the day time.
Far out on the trail, where he was convinced few people went, Kevin stashed his clothes and walked naked in the woods. This was even better than the nighttime escapades. He spent much of his days alone along the trails, getting braver and braver. Going farther without his clothes and exploring more of the woods around the lake. Finally he got into the habit of dropping his clothes at the start of a particular faint trail that led up a short way to a rocky outcrop that overlooked the lake. He was probably only 10 meters up or so, but it seemed a commanding view of the lake and cabins. He spent hours up there sunning his nude body on the rock confident that he was out of sight of the cabins. Kevin was pleased that he was even starting to get an all-over tan.
On the third or fourth day that he'd done this Kevin was walking back along the main trail to the cabins when he stuck his hand in his pocket and discovered something there. It was Polaroid picture. He studied it for a moment before he realized what it was. He stopped dead on the trail and his stomach sank. The picture was of a nude teenager, lying on his back on a rock in the sun. It was a picture of him. Naked. In the clearing where he'd been sunbathing.
Kevin looked around to see if anyone was watching him. He didn't see anyone, but then he hadn't seen anyone take the picture either. He'd been caught and he didn't even know by who, or what they intended to do about it. But he was sure that he'd be in some kind of trouble. Or mortal embarrassment at least. It was a small lake. Everyone knew everyone and he was sure this would get back to his parents. Worse than that he realized, as his stomach sank even further when it occurred to him that if he had one picture, whoever had taken it probably had more.
He started walking again only to stop again when he'd flipped the picture over and discovered that there was a note and map on the back. The note simply said, "Thurs noon." The map showed the trail Kevin knew and some paths that he didn't. Following them would seem to bring him to a smaller lake back in the woods. Thursday was tomorrow. He didn't seem to have any choice. He'd have to show up and find out what he'd have to do to get out of this.
------------------ Naked on film ------------------
Kevin felt he had no choice but to show up on Thursday so he set out just before noon with the picture in hand. He was terrified of the photograph being found by his parents so he kept on him at all times. The sensible thing to have done would be to copy the map and then destroy it but he had to admit he found it kind of exciting too. He kept looking at that picture of his nude, lithe body stretched out in the sun, cock nestled in his still sparse pubic hair. But he'd worried all night long what the photographer had in store for him. Was it someone intent on blackmail? A pervert? Or, he began to wonder, someone he could fool around with?
Kevin followed the map to the small lake set back in the woods. The trail was faint and it did not appear that many people came here. Just when he was convinced he was lost he pushed through some bushes growing next to a large rock and found himself in an open area. He was looking at a very small lake, a pond really, backed behind him by bushes and a few large rocks. The rocks seemed to be ancient falls from the short cliff that made up the far side of the lake. To his right was a wider rocky area and all around that, tall trees. If the map was accurate he wasn't at all far from the main lake but it couldn't be seen from here.
He stood there looking around for a minute before he saw it -- a Polaroid camera on a rock. He walked up to it looking around nervously. The camera was just sitting there. After looking around again he picked it up and found a picture underneath. His heart sank again but then he realized it wasn't him in the picture. The picture was of a person, a boy maybe, diving into the water. Probably the lake in front of him. He couldn't tell much about who it was but he could see a bare butt on its way in to the water.
On the back of the picture it said, "This is better spot. I'll be back at 1:00 pm". Kevin didn't know what to think. The camera was here so he supposed he was safe from having his picture taken again, unless the guy had two. And he really did want to skinny dip. He'd never done it before. He'd been afraid of being spotted at the main lake. And he even had to admit this was a great spot. It's not likely anyone but a determined explorer knew about this little pond. It was a small pond that probably fed off into the main lake whenever the water got high enough, but for now it seemed to be a pocket of sun-warmed water maybe 5 meters higher than the main lake.
Kevin decided he'd at least try the pond so he sat down on the rock next to the camera and pulled off his shoes and socks. He put the picture in his pocket and gingerly stepped to the shore of the lake. The water was very clear and he could see to the rocky bottom. It was a warmer than the main lake. Kevin stood there knee-deep in the water for a long while deciding what to do. It occurred to him that the note and the camera were meant to give him the option but he wondered if the owner of that bare butt in the photo was secretly watching him from somewhere nearby. He finally decided the hell with it. The guy already had a picture of him and he wanted to do this.
Kevin stepped back out of the water and returned to the camera. After examining it for a few minutes he discovered the timer mode, which was obviously how the other picture had been taken, and he turned it on. He placed the camera on the rock aimed at the lake and just before pressing the shutter; he shed his shirt and dropped his shorts and underwear. Then he walked briskly into the lake. He didn't think he could time the action shot like the other picture so he waded in until the water was just touching his balls and waited. He heard the click and the sound of the film being ejected. Kevin returned to the camera and quickly put his shorts and underwear back on over his wet legs. He pulled the photo out and waited for it to develop. When it did he saw himself standing arms slightly out from his body, and a tanned bare ass just above the water line. He put the picture in his pocket then dropped his pants again and walked quickly in to the water.
He swam naked for probably half an hour, thrilling in the sensation. It felt as wonderful as he'd imagined it would. He got hard in the water a few times and considered doing something about that but his nervousness kept him back. When Kevin looked at his watch he was surprised to see it was a quarter to one. He hopped out of the lake and ran back to his clothes where he got dressed without bothering to dry off. He looked around to make sure he had everything when he started to leave, then he remembered the second picture. The camera had been left to give him the choice and he'd made it. Kevin pulled the photo out of his pocket and placed it carefully under the camera. He supposed it didn't show his face at least. Kevin quickly left, lost the trail, found the trail, and eventually found the main path. He walked until he'd dried off and then returned to his cabin wondering what was next.
---------------- Naked in kind ----------------
That night, after his parents had gone to sleep, and after jacking off into a paper towel that he'd flush in the morning, Kevin lay awake thinking about the day. He'd stolen looks at anonymous picture as often as he could. He wondered if he'd done the right thing leaving the new picture of him. He wondered what it would cost him, and he wondered how he'd continue the exchange. The thought of eventually meeting the guy in the picture was indescribably exciting but the teasing exchange itself was almost more than he could handle. He finally fell asleep with the plan that he'd return to the small lake around noon the next day.
His parents were now used to him disappearing for the day and they didn't seem to mind. Mostly they sat around the cabin reading or occasionally going for short walks or to the small sandy beach on the lake. They never went far nor did any of the other people there it seemed. Most were older and he'd always hated coming here as a kid because there was seldom anyone there his age. Kevin ate a sandwich and disappeared in the late morning working his way up to the small lake at just about noon. When he pushed through the bushes he was thrilled to see the camera there on the rock. He nearly ran to it, lifted it, and found another picture.
This one was a full frontal of a naked, and very cute, boy standing in the water about where Kevin had yesterday. The water stopped mid-thigh and he could see a cock in a nest of blond public hair. The boy was maybe a year or two older than Kevin and pretty fit though not excessively so. He had light hair and a smooth chest. Kevin looked around but didn't see anyone as usual. He wanted to take the same kind of picture but he was hard. He sat for a few minutes and tried to think of something else but it didn't help. Finally he stripped naked, heedless of his erection, and ran into the water.
That didn't help. The feeling of the cool water all over his body only made him more excited. Moving into deeper water he reached under and began stroking himself. It was difficult in the water. The sensation wasn't the same but thinking of the picture up on shore pushed him over the edge and he looked down into the water to see his jets of cum shoot out and drift away in little clumps.
Floating there in the water while his erection subsided Kevin realized something else. From this part of the lake he had a clear view of the rock where he'd been photographed sunbathing. He'd seen this lake from there but he'd mistaken it for an arm of the main lake not realizing the height difference because of his own higher vantage point. No wonder the boy had seen him.
After a few minutes his cock calmed down and he walked out of the water, set the timer, and took a picture of himself smiling into the camera. He didn't like the first shot so he took another. He hoped the owner of the camera had enough film. This time he got out of the water and dried in the sun before getting dressed. He felt a little nervous sitting there like that, not sure if someone was watching, but it was also kind of fun. He left the better of the two pictures under the camera and left with the others -- the first picture of him sunning, the two pictures of that unknown boy, and the new one of him.
---------------- Naked in hiding ----------------
On Saturday Kevin's parents insisted on driving the hour in to town and dragging him along with them. He'd planned to go back to the lake on Saturday but instead spent the entire boring day wandering from store to store, eating lunch, and grocery shopping. He was sure that he was obnoxiously sullen about it and didn't care. His parents seem to pass it off as "teenager".
When they arrived back at the cabin it was dusk. Without going inside Kevin told his parents that he'd see them later and took off into the woods. Kevin ran and walked along the trails he now knew well to the secret lake. When he got there, there was no sign of anyone. No note or camera. He shouldn't be surprised he thought. Even if it had been here earlier today the guy would not have left an expensive camera sitting out overnight.
The following day Kevin packed several sandwiches and drinks into his backpack and took off with hardly a word, hoping to avoid another of his parent's excursions. He went straight to the small lake but when he got there he slowly pushed through the bushes. The boy from the pictures was there. He was sitting fully clothed on the rock where he normally left the camera. The camera was sitting beside him on the ground.
Kevin carefully withdrew from the bushes and walked a little ways back down the trail considering what to do. He decided to go back to his old haunt so he wound his way to the outcropping where he'd first been photographed. He crept up into the open keeping low and sat cross-legged against him rock. From here he could see down to the small lake and if he sat up a little he could see the boy still sitting on the rock. He decided he'd wait here and see what the boy did. It felt kind of good to turn the tables on the spying.
But spying can be boring. He sat there for a long while and the boy did nothing. Nothing at all. Kevin carefully unwrapped a sandwich and ate it, trying not to make any noise. When he was done he stretched his neck up a little to see what the boy was doing. He was standing up, shirtless and barefoot. As Kevin watched the boy dropped his pants and underwear and walked away from them without the slightest hesitation. Kevin watched as the boy waded straight in to the water and began briskly swimming back and forth across the length of the lake. Kevin just watched from his hiding place.
The boy stopped his swimming and seemed to be just standing chest deep in the water with his eyes closed. Even from this distance Kevin could tell he was breathing hard. When he seemed to have relaxed he walked toward the shore and toward Kevin. Kevin got to see the boy as he emerged from the water, inch by inch, water running off his naked body. He wished he had binoculars.
The boy pulled a towel from a backpack and laid it on a mostly sandy patch amongst the rocks. He stretched out supine on the towel and Kevin just stared, not moving himself. As he watched the boy reached down and began massaging his own cock. He then let go and Kevin could see that it was erect. The boy began masturbating in earnest pumping his dick with his right hand and running his left up and down his own body.
To Kevin's surprise the boy reached over and grabbed the camera. He held it at arms length pointed at himself and continued to pump. It was too far away to see the cum, but when the boy's hips bucked and his toes curled Kevin knew he'd shot. Kevin was completely hard in his shorts and dared not touch himself for fear of cumming right in his clothes.
He didn't get up but just continued to watch the boy who pulled the ejected film from the camera and waved it back and forth as some people do with Polaroids. He held the picture in front of him obviously watching it develop.
The boy got up, wiped up with the towel and got dressed. To Kevin's great happiness the boy tucked the picture and the camera and left.
---------------- Naked together ----------------
It was agonizing waiting for the boy to depart. As soon as Kevin was sure the path was clear he ran the trails to get to the small lake. Breathless he pulled the picture out from under the camera and looked at it. His cock, which had retreated on his run, seemed to instantly spring back to full hardness in his shorts. Unconsciously he reached down and adjusted it while he stared at the picture.
The photo showed the smooth chest of the boy covered with several long spurts of semen. A hand gripped a perfectly proportioned cock. Kevin just stood staring until a voice startled him.
"You like it?" the boy said.
Kevin turned around dropping the picture to his side. "I, uh, you know was just curious." He realized his erection was probably showing and turned slightly to try and hide it.
"I can't believe I did that. I've never done anything like that before," the boy said.
"Yeah, me either. I mean. You know, the other pictures," said Kevin.
"Name's Jason. Jayce for short."
"Kevin."
The stood awkwardly for several seconds until Jason took the initiative. "So, uh, we've already seen each other. In pictures at least, so I'm going to take a swim. You want to?"
Without waiting for an answer Jason kicked off his shoes, tossed his shirt and dropped his shorts. He left them there in an untidy pile. Kevin couldn't help but glance at his cock and noticed that it seemed half hard despite just having cum. Kevin was frozen on the spot. He wanted more than anything to shed all his clothes but he was afraid the slightest touch on his cock and he'd erupt in an enormous orgasm.
Jason took a step closer. Kevin could smell his scent and feel his close presence. Jason smiled reassuringly and reached out to touch the bottom of Kevin's shirt. He lifted it and without thinking Kevin raised his arms so that Jason could pull the shirt up over his head. Dropping the shirt Jason stepped even closer and Kevin could feel his hot breath on his chest. Kevin's cock spasmed inside his shorts.
"May I?" Jason inquired, touching the waistband of Kevin's shorts. A silent nod was all Kevin could manage in reply. Jason unbuttoned the shorts and pulled them down letting them drop onto Kevin's shoes. Kevin's cock sprang out. It was almost painfully hard.
Jason smiled again. "Can I touch you?" he asked.
"Yeah," Kevin said weakly.
Jason put one hand on Kevin's side and the other on his chest. He ran his hand lightly against Kevin's skin. Kevin closed his eyes and moaned. Jason grabbed Kevin's cock and stroked it. Almost instantly Kevin was overtaken by complete orgasm. His vision narrowed and all that mattered was the feeling of pulse after pulse shooting out his cock.
When he finally returned to the world Kevin realized he was slumped against Jason, who was supporting him with one hand and holding his cock with the other. He pulled back and looked down to see that he'd shot his load everywhere and a lot of it on Jason himself.
"Oh my God. I'm so sorry, I..."
"Don't worry about it. I like it," Jason said, rubbing the cum on himself.
"Really?"
"Yeah, but now we probably should go for that swim."
Kevin smiled and watched as Kevin stepped out of the clothes still puddled at his feet. When that was done, they walked naked together into the water.