Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2012 18:29:54 -0800 (PST)
From: Brian Roberson <rtbrno65@yahoo.com>
Subject: Apeldoorn 1

			       "Apeldoorn"

				   Act 1

Ever since I was two we've been coming here. My parents actually met in
this place, and my father and his family used to come here when he was a
boy. Every summer we left our home in Meppel and headed to a farm near
Apeldoorn which had a big two week naturist campout every year. The annual
event had been going on for so long that permanent structures had been
built to accommodate it. There was a central clubhouse, some cabins in a
circle around the clubhouse, and a large fire pit.  The family that owned
the land didn't even really do much anymore in terms of farming except
raise beef cattle and breed horses. One of the things us kids at the event
always liked to do was go to the petting zoo that the family would set up
and pet the goats and the horses.

My name is Koenraad , I am eleven years old, and I am exactly 134.6
centimeters tall.  I have light blond straight hair that comes down just to
my ears. I have a thin face that has sort of a sad look. I can't help it,
it's just the way my face is shaped. My blue eyes are kind of beady and
they kind of droop downward a bit, so it always looks like I'm about to
cry. My mouth also bends down a bit when it's closed, so it looks like I`m
pouting. Even when I smile, I still look like I`m crying.  I am a good
student, although I like it when the summer holiday comes around.

I like coming here to Apeldoorn because I can run around naked for a week
or two in the sunshine. In The Netherlands, our summers are very short, so
we try to make the best of them that we can. It feels good to be naked
outside. Everyone else is naked too, so you don't have to worry about being
embarrassed. I like the way the breeze feels on me . There is a large creek
that runs through the farm, and we are upstream from the animals, so I like
swimming in it with my parents and with the other kids. There is a tire
swing over it that we like to use.

I always used to not really notice much the other naked people. They were
just always there. Sometimes I would look at the other boys and compare my
penis to theirs, or look at the little girls and wonder what having a
vagina would be like. I also would sometimes notice the adults, the breasts
on the women and the big hairy penises on the men, but it wasn't anything I
ever really thought of much, or really cared about.

This year, however, was different. During the school year I had noticed
that I was starting to get feelings that I never used to get. I was
starting to become interested in sex, and I was starting to see other
people in those terms. I was starting to get erections more and more, and
one night last spring while I was in bed, I started rubbing my erection and
couldn't stop. I then had the most amazing, tickly kind of feeling start
coming through my penis. It felt so good and it lasted for close to a
minute. After it was over, I felt a sense of relief. After that, I would do
that to myself every day after school. I thought that something was
seriously wrong with me that I would even want to do that, but then I
started wondering if the other boys were doing that too.

Another disturbing thing I was noticing was that when I would rub myself
after school, I would always think about other boys in my school. It seemed
that I should be thinking about girls when I did that, but I never did. We
would always take showers in a big room after our physical education class,
and I was starting to look at the other boys more and more, which I never
really used to do. When I would go home I would rub myself while thinking
about them.  I would choose a different boy everyday and "do him". By the
end of the school year I was doing this to myself in the morning before
school, in the afternoon after school, and right before I would go to bed
at night. I was starting to worry how all of these new feelings and habits
were going to effect my visit to Apeldoorn this year. There were sometimes
over fifty different families there, and everyone would be naked.

We arrived there just two days after everything had started at the
beginning of July. The day we arrived, in the late afternoon, there was the
big Kinder Spiel event, where there were a variety of games and events for
the children. There were races, apple eating contests, body painting,
trampoline, all kinds of things.  There was a big crowd in the middle of a
field, and a race was being organized. Kids and adults were both sitting on
the ground and standing around in a semi circle. Everyone was totally nude,
no one even wore shoes here. I was sitting on the ground next to my friend
Ton, with a row of people standing behind us.. Ton had been coming here for
as long as I had, and we had seen each other here every year. He was seven
months younger than me and a little shorter. He had dark brown hair that
was almost black and green eyes.  As I sat on the ground I was watching all
the naked people milling around. I was staring and I couldn't help it. I
felt my penis stirring a bit, so I folded my left leg over it so that I was
leaning kind of on my side. That way if I got an erection It would be
scrunched between my legs and out of sight. Father had also taught me when
I was young that if I started to get an erection that I should pinch the
tip of it really hard, and that it would go down. That works, and I plan on
doing that quite a bit for the next week or so.  Ton was sitting to my
right. It was both of our first days, so our skin was still very white.

"Are you going to be in the race?" Ton asked. I had been noticing that Ton
was checking out the other people more than had been usual before, just as
I was.

"I don't know, probably not." I said as I checked out a family walking by.

Ton started playing with his left foot. "A lot of the boys have hair now."
He said.

It was true. Several of the boys who were a year or two older than us who
we knew from past years now had hair, or really big penises, or both.

"I know." I said breathily.

"Same with the girls. They have breasts and hair." Ton said.

"It's always like that every year. It only seems different now because we
know them."

"I hope I don't get an erection." Ton whispered.

"Just pinch it if you do, or just walk around with it sticking out until it
goes away like you always have." I said.

"I don't want everyone to see that this year." Ton said.

"I don't want them to see mine either." I said.

We continued to sit and watch all the naked families walking around. I then
started looking around at the people sitting around me. There were a lot of
little kids who were younger than us who were there with their parents. I
looked to my right past Ton, and saw a man, and a boy who was near my age
sitting nearby. I noticed right away that the boy was staring right at me.

The man was pale and had black, curly hair and a black beard, and he was
covered all over in black hair. The boy next to him had light brown hair,
brown eyes, and freckles. He had sort of a big nose, but not unusually
so. He had a very light olive skin tone, like a very deep tan. He was
sitting in a squatting position with his arms folded over his knees, and
his tanned looking penis and light brownish scrotum were visible. He sat
down and continued to look me over and I was looking at him too. When he
sat down I saw his penis wiggle a bit. To my alarm I began to feel my penis
rising up between my legs, so I looked away, reached down, and gave it a
painful pinch, which deflated it right away. I tried not looking back at
him, but I couldn't resist. I looked again and he was still staring at me
with a mesmerized look on his face.


One of the organizers then blew the whistle to start the race, and we all
had to get up. Ton and I got up and moved out of the way as the race began
to be organized . It was to be a race where the participants had to carry a
spoonful of water across the track without spilling it, and relay teams
began to be formed. Ton decided that he wanted to participate, so he jumped
right in. I kind of melted into the back of the crowd so that I was
standing behind everyone. About fifty bare bottoms of various sizes and
ages all loomed back at me. I turned around and walked towards a picnic
table. It was then that I saw the man and the boy I had noticed
earlier. The man was watching the race, but the boy was watching me. I saw
his eyes go down to my penis and then back up to my face.  He then said
something to the man, who nodded to him. The boy then began walking over
towards me. His penis was flapping around and jiggling as he walked, and he
had a smile on his face. I watched him as he walked towards me, and I
admired his thin build and his tanned skin and his jiggling penis. I
involuntarily smiled right back at him, and felt an excited happiness that
he was coming over to see me.

The boy then stopped and stood in front of me. He was slightly taller than
me, though not by much. We both ran our eyes over each others bodies with
our mouths hanging slightly open. I was feeling sort of a nervous tingling
in my stomach and I felt like my heart was beating a little bit faster .

"Hi." The boy said softly, his breath shuddering slightly as he spoke.

"Hi." I said back with a big smile.

"What is your name?" He asked. I then noticed that he spoke Dutch with a
strange accent.

"My name is Koenraad." I grinned as I looked down at his penis.

"I am Arturo.' He said with a smile. He then began looking at my penis as
well. I noticed that he was blushing as I looked up at his face.

"Do you want to sit on the picnic table?" I asked him.

"Sure." Arturo said with a smile.

We walked over to the picnic table and sat on it next to each other. We
then watched the race and giggled. We would sometimes glance over at each
other. I really was enjoying looking at Arturo's body.  We were both
smiling constantly.

"So where are you from?" I asked him after a couple of minutes.

"I'm from Spain. I came here with my father. This is our first time here."
Arturo giggled back. I was staring at his legs and at his knees.

"Oh. " I said. "I am from Meppel. I've been coming here since I was two. I
am eleven now."

"I'm twelve. I've never been in a place like this before. Where's Meppel?"
Arturo asked with a huge grin while he looked at my chest and then at my
penis. He sounded like he was breathing a little bit heavy.

"It's a hamlet that's north of here." I said. Arturo then reached down and
gave his foreskin a big tug. Seeing him touch himself made my penis shoot
up into an erection, so I crossed my legs so that he wouldn't see.

"I saw you and your friend while we were sitting over there. I'm sorry that
I stared. I couldn`t help it." He said with embarrassment.

"I don't mind. I looked at you also."

"I'm just not used to being able to see someone naked like this." He said
blushing.

"You'll get used to it." I said. I then pinched my erection trying to get
it to go down.

"So what happens if you get an erection?" Arturo grinned.

"You mean like this?" I smiled as I uncrossed and spread my legs. My
erection than popped up against my waist. Arturo laughed in kind of an
excited gasp. "If it happens just pinch it on the tip, and it'll go
down. See?" I said. I then pinched it on the tip. "Ow!" I said as I
pinched, and my erection immediately deflated.

"I guess I had better try it." Arturo said as he got up and turned his back
to the crowd. I looked down wide eyed and saw his penis lurching upwards
into an erection.  He then pinched it, gave out a little yelp and it
started to go down. I then pinched mine again to make sure it didn't try to
rise up once more, like it felt like it was about to.

It was then that my mother came walking over. Arturo sat back on the bench
as she arrived.

"What are you doing, Koenraad? ? Why aren't you in the race?" She said.

"I was going to show Arturo around.' I said. "He's never been here before."

"Hi Arturo! " Mother piped cheerfully. Arturo waved at her with a
smile. "Well don't stay out too long or you'll miss the cookout!" She said
as she walked back to the crowd.

"So what gave you your erection?" I whispered into Arturo's ear with a sly
grin after mom was gone. I was hoping that he would say that I did.

"I don't know." He said blushing with a grin as he looked down to the
ground.

"You're funny." I said with a laugh as I shifted over so that I was sitting
right next to him with our legs touching.

Arturo looked up at me, smiled , and then looked down at my penis. "So are
you." He said while he stared.

"I think you're nice." I said softly while I stared down at his
penis. Arturo laughed and looked back down at the ground, and then at my
penis. I then reached over and tickled him on the back of his neck a little
bit. He giggled and threw up his shoulders. He then reached over and rubbed
my arm a little. I then rubbed my fingertips over his arm. He responded by
brushing his fingers lightly over my ribs and then grabbing my nose, which
made me laugh.

I slowly got up off the table and stood in front of Arturo with a huge,
giddy smile on my face. We were both looking at each others bodies. "Come
on, I'll show you around like I said I would." I said as I grabbed his hand
and pulled him off of the table..

"All right." Arturo said grinning and still staring at my penis. I really
liked how interested in it he seemed to be.

We then started walking away from the crowd. Many of the adults would use
the Kinder Spiel as an opportunity to form groups away from the crowd to
drink, or to smoke cigarettes and cannabis. Clusters of adults could be
seen here and there sitting in front of tents in groups. Music could be
heard coming from transistor radios and car stereos here and there. Arturo
and I walked side by side giggling, our penises jiggling around in front of
us.  I looked over at his butt while we walked, it looked really nice and
smooth with nice sized cheeks and dimples on the sides. Arturo was also
looking at me. I had never seen someone so interested in my body before. My
friend Ton almost never so much as glanced at me before, but Arturo
couldn't keep his eyes off me, nor could I keep mine off of him.

"Do you want to go see my tent?" Arturo suddenly said with a big
smile. "We're actually really close to it."

"Yes! We can be by ourselves in it!" I said. I was delighted that we were
going to be alone.

Arturo began leading, and I reached down and I "accidentally" touched
Arturo's butt with my fingertips. I decided that I was going to touch
Arturo's dick once when we were in the tent, and I was going to let him
touch mine if he wanted to. We were now walking among a maze of parked
cars, campers, and tents. I had a full erection but there was no one
around, so I didn`t try to hide it. I quickly walked up next to Arturo and
saw that he was erect too. We both giggled at each other while we
stared. Arturo then reached over and rubbed my thigh with the back of his
hand. We then arrived at his tent. He unzipped it and crawled in, his butt
sticking up at me as he did so. I could also see his testicles hanging down
in their sack. I followed him into the tent and we both plopped down into
all the blankets that he had covering the bottom while he zipped the tent
shut. The tent was orange so we were both bathed in an orangeish sort of
light.

"So now what are we going to do?" I grinned.

Arturo then shifted so that he was right next to me. He then took my erect
penis into his hand and started feeling it. He was rubbing it with his
fingers while I giggled loudly.

"Shh...shh" Arturo smiled as he continued to feel my penis. It felt really
good so I lay down on my back. Arturo lay down next to me on his back and
continued to feel my penis with his hand. I reached over and started
feeling his penis with my fingers. I giggled and he giggled too while we
felt each other. It felt so good. I was getting feelings that I had never
had before. I felt like I had electricity flowing through me. I was
breathing heavily and felt excited. My penis was tickling with Arturo's
touches. I also liked how Arturo's penis felt in my hand. I had never
touched someone else's penis before. It felt hard but also soft. I could
feel the skin sliding all around. Arturo then pulled my skin back so that
my pink penis head was showing. He then began rubbing it with his fingers,
and I made a yelping noise. I then pulled his skin down and began to do the
same and he started giggling. He then brushed his fingers over mine and the
feeling was unbearable. I laughed and slid back on my butt and sat up with
my hands on my ankles and my erection sticking straight up against my
waist. Arturo then sat up on his side.

"What's wrong?" Arturo grinned as he started rubbing his own penis.

"Nothing. It was just sort of too much." I smiled.

"I'm glad you're doing this with me." He said.

"Why?"

"Because I really wanted to with you when I saw you. "

"Why?" I grinned.

Arturo giggled and looked down. "I don't know, I just wanted to."

"Why?" I giggled.

"I don't know!" Arturo said while giggling harder.

I then lay back down next to him with a huge smile and he lay back down and
we started touching our penises again. I felt his on my hand and he felt
mine with his. We both started kind of brushing our fingers lightly over
the tips and kind of tickling each others penises. I has his between my
thumb and my forefinger and was rubbing it gently. He had mine in his hand
and was moving it around. I could hear him breathing heavily and I was
breathing heavily too.

"Hey Koenraad, there's something that I want to do with you." Arturo said
after a couple of minutes.

"What?"

"It's something that an older boy taught me back home in Spain. I'll start
doing it, and if you don't like it, I'll stop. All right?"

"All right, I guess." I said hesitantly.

Arturo then sat up and leaned over my penis. He then shifted a little, bent
down, put his hand around it's base, and plunged it into his mouth.

I propped myself up a little on my elbows to see what he was doing. I
couldn't believe that he was doing that. I had never even heard of this. I
could feel his wet mouth all around my penis and his hot breath blowing on
it as he moved his head up and down. He then began licking the top of it,
and I closed my eyes and lay back down. He ran his tongue all over the top
and then plunged the whole thing back into his mouth again.

I let out a slight groan and he started doing it faster. I couldn't believe
how good it felt. I reached over and began rubbing his butt while he did
it. I ran my hand over his smooth cheeks and plunged my fingers into the
warm crack between them. I couldn't believe that any of this was
happening. None of my fantasies that I had been having about boys at my
school had any of these things happening. My legs were writhing about and I
was giggling and breathing heavily.  Arturo was rubbing my penis across his
tongue. It felt like a combination of burning and tickling. I could barely
stand it but I didn't want him to stop. I felt all warm and tingly inside
of me. My heart was pounding.

"Do you like this?" Arturo whispered.

"Yes, yes I do...UNHHHH...!" I cried out as Arturo rubbed the tip of my
penis rapidly over his tongue.

Arturo then got up and mounted me. He was sitting up on his knees facing me
while I lay under him so that our penises were touching. His skin had
retreated a little so he pulled it all the way back, and then he gently
grabbed my dick and started rubbing the tip of it against his. I groaned
again loudly and Arturo shushed me again as he rubbed. I gazed up into his
face and saw that he was gazing at me as well. I broke into a big smile and
so did he. Arturo kept rubbing us together, right on the pink tips of our
penises. I don't know how long he had been doing it before it started.

A long, drawn out tickling feeling was starting to radiate from my penis
and up into my body. It was getting stronger and stronger. I could tell
that I was about to have an orgasm, and one far stronger than any that I
had ever experienced before. It kept getting stronger and stronger. My
breath was coming out in little grunts. I looked up at Arturo and his eyes
were flicking open and shut.

"Arturo! Don't stop!" I gasped. "I'm having an orgasm!"

"Me too! We both are!" He grunted .

Arturo began rubbing us together even faster and I let out a groan and
began moving my head back and forth. Arturo let out a grunt and had his
eyes closed. Sweat was pouring off of both of us and I could feel it coming
off of Arturo and onto me. My penis was spasming madly and waves of
pleasure were radiating out of it. My toes were curling and my hands were
both clutched up into fists. The orgasm then peaked and I let out a groan
while I gritted my teeth. Arturo was moaning and a string of drool was
hanging out of his mouth. I began grabbing at the blanket I was lying on. I
really thought that I might die from being overwhelmed by the pleasure I
was experiencing. It was all too much. It was then that it began subsiding
little by little. Eventually it had ended. Arturo then got up off of me and
flopped down on his back beside me, the two of us staring up at the top of
the tent panting.

"I can't believe we just did that." I grinned.

"I liked it. It was fun." Arturo said.

"I liked it too. I'll put yours in my mouth next time." I said.

"That would be nice. " Arturo grinned.

"I guess we should go back."

"All right."

Arturo and I then got up and left the tent. We began walking back the way
we came. We were giggling and looking at each other like we had been
before. We checked out all the naked adults who were lounging around as we
walked by.

"So where did you learn to speak Dutch?" I asked.

"My father speaks it and he taught me. He used to live here a long time
ago, before he met my mother."

"Is your mother here too?"

"No. She died three years ago."

"Oh. I'm sorry..." I said.

"That's all right."

We walked on a little more before we eventually wound up back at the Kinder
Spiel. There were different games going on.  There was bean bag throwing,
races, kids were playing football and throwing Frisbees. Adults were
standing around watching or participating in the games.  Little kids were
running around everywhere, some were covered in body paint. I recognized a
lot of the people ,but many I had never seen . Arturo and I sat back at the
picnic table. A short time later Ton came running over. He had a red star
painted under his left shoulder.

"Look Koenraad, look! I got second prize in the race! Where were you?" He
said as he came running up.

"Sorry, I was away." I said.

Ton climbed up on the table and sat on the other side of me with his legs
crossed Indian style. Arturo and I were both watching him. He was a scrawny
kid. His penis was average sized, like Arturo's and mine were. He had sort
of a "caveman" face, with thick eyebrows and a low brow.

"Who's he?" Ton asked as he pointed at Arturo.

"This is Arturo. It's his first time here." I said.

"How old are you?" Ton asked Arturo.

"I'm twelve." Arturo smiled as he looked Ton over.

"I'm ten, I turn eleven in six months." Ton said. He then turned and
watched all the people milling about. I turned back to Arturo and smiled at
him and he smiled back. We then began staring at each others penises
again. I was starting to want to go back to the tent with him, but I didn`t
want to ask with Ton right there. Arturo was looking at Ton also. I turned
and started looking Ton over as well. I had never really noticed him that
much. We had both been coming here since we were babies. Ton was first here
when he was just six months old. He had always been here every time I
was. I looked him over and realized how thin and scrawny he was. He also
looked like he was starting to get a bit of a sunburn. His penis was as
long as mine was but a little bit thinner, and he had a skinny little
butt. He was short for his age, and looked more like an eight year old than
a ten year old. I turned back to Arturo and he was staring at my penis
again. He must really like it. I gave out a little giggle and he looked up
at me embarrassed and then gave a little giggle himself.

"What are you guys laughing at?" Ton asked.

"Nothing Ton. " I said., and we went back to looking at the naked people
everywhere.

It was then that my parents came walking over. My father was carrying
towels and had his guitar slung over his back. My mother had her beach bag
over her shoulder. My parents were both in their forties and were both a
bit pudgy. Father had a graying beard and his thinning hair was tied back
in a pony tail. He was wearing shades. Mother had her curly blond hair and
her shades on. She had huge breasts with large, dark nipples on the end of
them, and they were flapping around as she walked.

"Hello boys." Mother said.

"Hello Mr. Van Konig, hello Mrs. Visser-Van Konig." Ton said.

"Hello Ton." Father said. "Koenraad, you must come with us. We're going
back to the camper for the big cookout." My parents always met up with some
friends of theirs and had this big barbecue every first night we were
here. I groaned because I wanted to stay with my friends. Just then there
was a whistle from the direction of the crowd, and Arturo's father was
motioning for him to come over.

"I guess I have to go. Bye Koenraad, bye Ton." Arturo then gave me a little
smile as he jumped off the picnic table and ran off. I stared at his butt
as he ran off to his father, even though my parents were right there. I
couldn't help it.

"I'm going back to the races! See you Koenraad!" Ton then jumped off the
table and ran off. I then climbed off the table and walked with my parents
back towards our camper.

Father, myself, and Mr. Van Djke, who was one of my father's friends, had
dug a barbecue pit earlier that day. As the sun was setting, there was a
roaring fire going in the pit. Father was playing his guitar and everyone
was singing Beatles songs while they sat and drank beer and cooked sausages
on sticks over the fire. There weren't any other kids there., so I sat off
to the side by myself, staring gloomily out into space. I knew that
everything had changed that day, and that nothing would ever be the same. I
now realize, as I write this recollection as an adult, that I had come of
age, that I had met myself for the first time, and that I was now on my way
to becoming the proud, confident, and contented gay man that I am today.  I
sat and watched the sunlight fade on the horizon, and I thought of
Arturo. He was all that was on my mind then. Indeed, everything had
changed...


			       End of act 1