The following text is an account of a fictional academic research project set in the near future. It describes the schools on Isla Espiritu Santo, off southern California, and how a policy that required adolescent males to be nude both in school and out was implemented, from the very beginning to the current moment of writing (late 2027).

As such, it is a parody of an academic project. This series begins with a historical essay, and then moves to testimonies from boys, girls, teachers, parents, and members of the community. It will include a representative photographic collection with the full consent and awareness of those who are shown. Tags include: young, old, intergenerational, bi, gay, cfnm, cmnm, and gay incest. Although it depicts mandated behavior in some instances, there is no domination (Dom) in the usual sense of the term. If you enjoy this, you may contact the author at GavinRower2@protonmail.com The full series has already been written, and will continue to be posted.

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JOE (PART 2)

Introduction: Joe and I agreed to meet for a second conversation, since Joe's experiences are so important to understanding the development of adolescent male nudity on Isola Espiritu Santo.

Tell me about you as an artist: do you think living nude as made a difference for you? I can see you're still working. (Joe led me around his loft-studio-apartment. His sleeping area and kitchen are off to one corner; the rest is a big work space, and near the full-length doors to the deck, an open space with benches and big cushions.)

I can't really say that living nude has changed me as an artist. I still work in a magical realist vein. That means I use traditional styles and means to paint a scene that corresponds to something visible in the world, but with elements, focus, or point of view that includes the fantastic. My human figures have tended to be nude or minimally clothed much more than before I began to live nude. I can't think "I'm nude and how do I make art nude" when I'm working--it's a distracting and extraneous thought.

My own nudity contributes indirectly: I am much more straightforward and honest in how I frame and focus a work, what's in view, the shadows, and that fantasy sometimes is very scary. Living nude really opened up my subconscious in dreams, and in my art. I'm still working at all this, and if others see it and like it, fine; if not, I am doing what I have to do, and the school pays me, so I can afford not to sell anything. I have actually sold several, though, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to get a commission next year. Maybe the biggest difference it's made day-to-day is that I have to make sure I'm not covered with paint flecks when I go to work in the morning.

Back to school: you host a group of nude teachers every Friday after work. Tell me about them, and the group.

The group is great; it started with several of the teachers at the high school who live and teach nude. One of them is married to a nude teacher at the Academy, so we invited everyone who teaches nude at either school, and the middle and elementary schools, there were a couple. There's 10 or 12 men in the group; most of them show up any particular Friday. We meet at 4:30 so everyone can be done with after-school work, and those who live on the mainland can still make the last ferry back. They usually bring clothes in their backpacks so they can dress before going down to the ferry.

What were those first meetings like?

We got together to have a beer or a joint, kick back, transition to weekend, although with my Fall and Spring coaching, I don't have much of a weekend then. We're diverse racial and ethnically, the youngest started teaching this year, the oldest is about 40. After 2023 and the required nudity, a number of older teachers took retirements, so the faculty is smaller than it used to be and fairly young, men and women.

The first meetings were just blowing off steam--it was later September, I think. We realize we had something in common not just with problems, but a point of view on the whole thing, and spending your week with adolescent girls and boys can be a lot to cope with. Mostly we were just laughing at the stories we brought together.

The groups become more serious at times, such as when one of us was accused of making sexual advances on a girl, not credibly. Her story quickly became just a steamy teen fantasy about a teacher she had a crush on, and the guy she fantasized about in reality is gay.

We've all faced the prejudice that only a pedophile would even consider teaching nude around nude boys. I should say ephebophile, because all the boys are either approaching, in, or past puberty. That accusation completely leaves out the clothed girls, sometimes more than half the class, and mostly the reason why the boys are nude. Girls' mistreatment then, I mean. That was then. Now, I think that required nudity has developed a following and momentum of its own. There are intrinsic good reasons to continue to require the boys to be nude, and their better treatment of girls is a great consequence, but not really the reason any more.

What is the main reason the school should continue to require boys to be nude, do you think?

Honesty. Nudity forces the boys to be honest, about themselves, about their desires, about girls, other boys, teachers, live in general. Every boy still has his inside, interior privacy, but living so exposed and on view forces a teenage boy to acknowledge the way things really are, his vulnerability, desire, fear, and strength. I won't go into the whole thing. You have talked with Lelah, she's great on that.

What is the group like now? Can you tell me some of their stories, about boys, the work, deal with clothed life off the island?

The group is low-key and very tolerant. I know that four are gay, a couple bi or gender-fluid, and the rest straight; most are cisgender, one African-American, two Latinos and the rest of us are very mixed, very California. All of us are in pretty good shape; there's a couple of male teachers in the high school with medical issues who teach clothed for good reasons. A couple of us coach at the schools or with town clubs; two assistant swim coaches, the tennis coach for both the Academy and the high school who is also the pro at one of island clubs, and a part-time fitness & training coach who runs the only private gym on the island, and teaches yoga and pilates, and I'm a runner and coach. Four live on the mainland, the rest on the island; three of us have moved here since beginning to teach nude, since it's just so much easier to live nude and not have to dress or undress twice a day for the ferry and life in the city. There are ten or fifteen adult men on the island, not involved with the schools, who live nude and some of them are much older, even retired, and choose nudity for health reasons or simply because they like it.

Stories? Well, they told me I can repeat these but without any real names, although I guess anyone on the island reading this will put together who is who most of the time.

We actually keep half an eye on the boys in The Room (masturbatorium). Any teacher can use that teachers' lounge, but usually its only male teachers, and even then mostly those of us who are nude. It's not particularly titillating to scan the boys in the room. Watching teenage boys masturbate quickly loses its attractiveness. When I'm in there, probably once a day for 30 minutes or more, I'm keeping up on Canvas (learning management system)--it's not break time. I just keep a sort of third eye on the room to monitor it should any boy become aggressive or negative with another, and to make sure the place is reasonably clean and hosed down. Personally, I hate going in there and stepping in semen when boys shoot on the floor and don't clean it up. I only go into The Room a few times a year when there's some good reason.

One of those times about two months ago I went in to hose down the floor and pick up any stray towels. After the first few months in 2023 the school started to put fresh hand towels in the room so the boys didn't have to carry wet or cum-filled towels in their backpacks, and it's so much more ecologically friendly than endless paper. The boys all know just put the towel in the big bin afterwards and they're washed every night and ready the next morning. Really worth the expense.

I finished spraying the floor and pick up a stray towel or two when I became aware that I was hearing a shower running. The boys usually clean up and shower off after they ejaculate, so they're ready for next period or whatever. They appear slightly damp, with reddish penises, and you know where they've been. Sometimes boys just go directly to the shower if they're feeling smelly during the day. That day, I heard both the grunts and mumbled "fuck me" like you can hear on a bad porno. Boys not supposed to have sex in there, but nobody can stop it. The sounds seemed to come from around the corner where there are four shower heads. I look around and there is Cy, the same boy I told you about, and an African American boy I don't know well, about six feet tall, broad shoulders and nicely muscled, with about a seven-inch penis. He was fucking Cy's brains out. Cy was holding on to the plumbing for dear life as this boy was practically lifting him off the floor with his thrusts. He saw me and just kept thrusting. Cy didn't see me and was heading towards ejaculation when the Black boy fucked it right out of him, and then ejaculated inside him. Of course, by then I had a rigid erection; who could not have had one? When Cy saw me, he was surprised for just a second and then implored me, "Would you please fuck me now, Mr. --?" I said No, No, when my penis obviously said Yes, Yes. I wouldn't cross that boundary in the school, of all places. Neither of these boys is generally regarded as gay, although one thing about required male nudity is that most of the boys experience many kinds of sex more than once--lots of "special friends" and one-time liaisons. I said to them both, "Look, you really shouldn't do this here. I won't report you or anything, but take my advice: get a room somewhere." I had to take a cold-water shower to calm down, but twenty minutes later, whenI had my next class, I was still a little charged up, plump, and boys could tell, but not why.

Cy runs a practice 5k with us from time to time, or conditioning. I believe he has some kind of thing for me. Every time I see him, I see those dark eyes begging me to fuck him. After his graduation and after he turns 18, I just might. Neither of us has talked about that day since, but he is such a sweet boy, so sincere, and frankly so beautiful.

Almost all the teachers have had a boy come on to them at one time or another, some several times, and some more than a few boys. I choose to believe that they turn them all down cold, although I don't really know, and don't want to. Boys and men have been having sex for thousands of years, and our repressive laws just make it inconvenient and sometimes dangerous. No teacher wants to give a boy an opening to blackmail him, or an other boy who might detect an encounter or relationship. The world has enough problems.

One guy at the Academy, admittedly very nice looking, says he has had mothers come to him. He's single and lives on island, and should a mother of a student be single, that's really his judgement call. I believe he has turned them all down, at least while a mother still has a boy or girl at the Academy. Two or three fathers of students have also come on to teachers, and a couple of guys have talked about married heterosexual couples who want a three-way. We have a saying in the group: Cock for rent, apply here. I am quite sure than none of these guys is renting.

Several in our group have vacationed together, both gay guys and others with them who imply that they are gay on vacation. Last year they went to the Algarve coast of Portugal for a couple of weeks, and I understand that Portuguese and Moroccan boys who work in the resorts are usually rent out. Three of them had gone to Berlin and Prague the year before, that would have been 2025. I have a good friend since high school who now is pool manager for a clothing-optional gay resort in Palm Springs, so I usually go there in the summer because I'm also a certified life guard and I get a great rate for working several hours a day, and have a chance to meet practically all the guests.

One teacher a year ago, who is gay (no one has to hide anything on island, or especially in our group) told about a very nice-looking, very straight student at the Academy who said that the teacher could suck him in exchange for a better grade on a test. He shut that down right away. Told the kid that if he did not take that back, he would have to report it, so the kid just mumbles, "Oh, just kidding," and went on. Another guy happened to know that this same kid rents out to several men on the island, I think just oral. His clients are all said to be straight. Some nerve, huh?

You mentioned, when we were setting up these conversations, that you have been speaking with Aaron and Cy. Everybody knows Aaron, even though he's a student at the Academy. Everyone also knows that he was a main supplier for CBD in several forms, and then when that became less profitable because it's so widely available, switched to non-prescription so-called penis poppers--erection enhancing drugs without a prescription. Probably gets them from some guy on the mainland. His customers started the "bombers Fridays" thing where boys agree to take the drugs and stay hard for as long as possible on Friday afternoons. Just one of those things. So the health teacher, god love her, brings in a doctor who talks about how those drugs can be abused, and the next hour Aaron's market has expanded considerably. Somehow he always comes up smiling; he could charm his way out of San Quentin. He does very well with his side businesses.

I bet he won't tell you about his interesting business in fake IDs, also probably through some guy on the mainland. Whoever it is is really good at it, apparently has some kind of in with the State, because the IDs always check out. Probably some guy sitting Russia. Anyway, the IDs can't possibly be for island use, because everybody who sells alcohol in any way knows the boys practically by name. Still, that alcohol at the teen parties on the beach comes from somewhere.

Aaron gets these fake IDs for boys to use on sites like Chaturbate, and even a second ID if Chaturbate asks for it because the boy young even for 18. You can see a revolving cast of island boys, all under 18 and several 13 or 14, if you stick around long enough. You can set notifications so that you can get a text when a particular boy signs in, and after our group got wise to this we started exchanging the names or accounts that boys are using. Maybe some guys get off on it, but mostly out of curiosity. The quality of their performances varies. Several appear to have a thousand followers, and make good money. One night I kept a boy from the high school, running in background and by the time I went to bed I think he made about $200, just by jerking off and talking. Since some boys don't have very good cameras, in those cases I can only be sure whether I know the boy when he speaks, if the audio if good enough. These boys are all several types of twinks: jocks, artsy, submissive, chatty. Aaron himself is one from time to time, and he has a sizable following because his personality really comes across well, actually one of the best. I don't know whether the boys realize or care whether anyone the island know who they really are. For them, it's a performance for money. One of these teachers actually private messaged one of the boys on night in particular: don't you have homework to do? Because the teacher knew he did. The boy looked almost stricken for a moment and then recovered. That homework was done the next morning, by the way.

Every month or so one of the guys will talk about a boy who really throws himself at a teacher, so curious about sex and desiring a man's body. I think many boys ages 11-15 can really obsess over a man's body, a man's comparatively large penis, and sometimes boys older than 15 as well. It's really dicey with a boy like this, because my body will give away my response: he's hard, he's obviously horny, and how could I not get hard with him? Just about every one of us who lives on the island has had a boy appear at his door, often in the wee hours, when he snuck out of his home.

We don't need intrusive security on the island, and boys know how to take certain lanes to avoid being seen. Given the natural areas that were left open for drainage and ecological balance, and all the informal paths that honeycomb those, boys know how to get around using the lanes as little as possible. My point is that a boy can appear at my doorway and not be seen by anyone, especially very late or at very quiet times.

When a boy appears like this, he almost always in a fragile condition. The worst thing to do is to reject him harshly. Sometimes he doesn't really know what he wants; sometimes he knows exactly what he wants. He's determined to persuade a nude teacher to have sex and then an emotional relationship with him. Boys know I'm gay, of course, so a boy who is discovering his gay side will think that naturally I will welcome him, sympathize with his discovery, and initiate him into sex. I do welcome him, just not sexually. A straight boy might be confused by intense homoerotic feelings and want to try them out on me. A boy might just really need emotional support and a listening ear, and figures he will use sex to get that.

I really think a lot of this is also a long-term consequence of the pandemic. Children were alone for so long, especially only children. The long-term isolation, uncertainty, and constantly shifting decisions took a toll on their self-esteem, not just their academics. They couldn't touch other human beings enough. So when puberty comes for a boy, especially a boy who experienced that isolation, he really wants to touch and be touched in a very deep place. He has even less ability to handle his intense desires and newfound sexual energy than a boy before the pandemic did. He winds up at my door.

I have had boys come in a try to persuade me to have sex, and practically crawl on top of me on the couch. I'm not a big man, so if the boy is big and strong, this could be a problem. I have had boys come, push the door shut, and wrap-around embrace me with deep kisses. So there we are: we're both nude, so all the sexual contact is already going on. I slow him down, I tell him No gently and unmistakably, but he can see and reach over and feel my erection, and that is something he's really wanted to do. A boy who has had sexual experience will know other ways to turn me on, to get me to say Yes. Once a boy knelt before me and took my penis into his mouth before I could really stop him. That boy really knew how to suck, by the way. Nevertheless I really owe it to him to say No, and I really have to.

Have you always said No?

(Joe paused, and looked at his visible half-erection.) Well, that tells you something, doesn't it? (Laughs.) I don't want to say. Draw your own conclusion. I do what I think is in the boy's best interest, as I understand it at that moment.

How often does this happen?

For every one of the nude teachers, once a year at least. These boys seem to appear in waves. One month I had three boys at the door, one by one. A boy appears probably once a month. Invariably on a night when I'm already emotionally exhausted, or really intent on my work up here. One of the guys actually recorded all the dates and times we could remember for him, and plotted them against full moons, and when Mercury is in retrograde. He found a correlation. One time I went out for a run early one morning on New Year's break, and didn't lock the door as I usually do. When I came back, a boy was in my bed. A really cute boy, for what it's worth. That was interesting. Let's move on.

You coach the boys' cross-country team, and you all run nude. How has that gone for you on the island?

I was assistant coach in 2023-2024 and took over as coach a year later. Allen, who was coaching swimming and running at the Academy--how was that possible?--asked me to coach their boys in 2025, so now I coach a combined team, like the combined swimming team. Cross-country boys are always so nice, it's a sort of introvert's sport, and we're each running against the clock and our own previous times, so there's almost none of the back-stabbing drama of team sports.

The physiology of running nude requires me talk about certain things that most coaches can avoid, like penises and testicles. Runners who are clothed will sometimes think that running nude must be very distracting because it's all bouncing around down there. In reality males evolved to run nude. With the breeze blowing on a boy's testicles, they tend to tighten up slightly with the effect that his penis will be held forward just enough to avoid constant friction with his thighs. Nevertheless, a man who shaves his pubic hair needs to apply a moisturizing and lubricating lotion or gel on his penis, testicles, and inner thighs so that he will not become chafed on a long run. Actually, clothing is far more chafing, and gives much more friction to the body, even very light running shorts or shirts. A nude man will sweat very naturally, and his sweat also lubricates his skin and I find that sweat actually makes running nude very enjoyable.

Boys who have very little or light pubic hair really don't have to worry about anything. Some boys have liked the fashion that the swimmers started of shaving their pubic hair. I have told them that they must shave close right before a race, and then be sure to lubricate their genitals. When a group of boys are all lubricating their genitals together at a meet, they have a good time! --including some mutual lubrication.

For daily runs, ordinary shaving once or twice a week will be enough. I really think that an intact boy has an advantage, because his foreskin naturally shields his very sensitive glans from any friction or blowing particles of dust or sand.

The town residents were already accustomed to seeing nude boys from the Academy running alone or in small groups, so the high school simply contributed more nude boys to the roads or lanes. The boys run several routes that minimize parallel vehicle traffic. I have always told the boys that when they are running, they are ambassadors for the schools, and any misbehavior reflects badly on the schools and on our team. They have been more than considerate, and have found several very isolated places where they can discreetly urinate if they really have to go during practice.

Do you run with the boys?

I always run with the boys--some days that's the only way I can get my running in. We usually split up into a couple of groups so the younger or slower boys turn back towards the school earlier than the faster boys. I go with the faster boys. Running with the boys gives me enormous credibility with them. I'm not asking them to do anything that I won't do too, right beside them. I really enjoy running nude, and running nude with them. All summer and off-season I run nude every morning, and people who are up and about are used to seeing me, and wave hi. "That nude runner from the high school, he's actually a teacher--and so handsome!" I have overheard this. Every once in a while I will be mistaken for one of the boys. I guess that's just how young I still look--it won't last, but it's nice while it does.

What happens when they compete against other teams, or go to an off-island meet?

The Academy boys faced this challenge first, and actually dropped competition against two schools because they simply would not allow any athlete to run nude. The problems at meets are very much in the eyes of adults, not with the boys. Any cross-country meet is going to feature a large number of shirtless boys before and after the race itself. A runner's thin shorts and top, usually with no liner, leaves little to the imagination. The nude boy standing next to him is just the next step. And erections certainly aren't a problem at meets--maybe in the team van on the way, or especially the way home, but not at the event itself. Usually parents come and set up a meeting tent for hydration and some light food after the race, and they're always so proud of their boys. In the past year cross-country runners at other schools have started a campaign to allow them to run nude at their schools, mixed results so far. There are now two other teams that compete nude, so the ratio of nude boys to clothed boys is now about 1:5 at several meets. Nude runners are no longer a novelty, and certainly nothing that attracts unwarranted attention.

Last year the boys wanted to create and sell a team calendar, to raise some money, but there were problems getting it printed because the boys are underage and this could be regarded in some places as child pornography. A real shame, because one of the boys did all the photography, and it was beautiful, as good as The Warwick Rowers. You can see just as much in a museum of some photograph exhibits. Attitudes are changing quickly, though. The day will come when a photograph of an underage nude boy running a race will not be considered pornographic. None of the photos, by the way, showed anyone's parts, you can see as much in a teen girl's magazine.

As a runner, you have done 10KS and half-marathons. Have you been able to run or race events nude?

I have run several, not every time, and I won't run a race that requires me to wear a shirt. I have a pair of racing shorts that is very thin and half-transparent, without liner, so it's a step away from running nude, but seems to satisfy race organizers. My best times are always nude, however. A couple of events have permitted to me to run nude after I asked--they had not really thought much about it, but had no objections. A sweaty runner might be attractive but is hardly pornographic. Public viewpoints seem to be moving in the direction that if the nude person is OK with such exposure, no one is really worrying about spectators or other runners. The running world is so inclusive that a nude runner hardly presents a serious challenge.

You teach driver's education nude as well.

Many teens on island don't want to learn to drive until they're 18 or so, but some want to learn earlier. I work with an online company that does a 30-hour course, and makes me available for questions or clarifications. I proctor every student's online exam at the end. If a student passes, then the company charges another fee and I take him or her out on the road, usually two-by-two for six two-hour sessions. I use my own car, an electric. The boys all drive nude, and it's safe to go up the road, cross the bridge and drive up through the national forest. At the end of the forest, though, we turn around. I don't want to risk meeting a local cop in the town up up there. The cops only come down the forest road if there's been an accident or something. Still, I keep a couple of pairs of shorts and shirts in the back, just in case.

It's pretty straightforward and so far, all my students have passed their driving test the first time. If a parent can't go up to the DMV about forty miles from here, I'll go take the student to get the provisional license.

All the students all have to take the road test clothed. The main challenge for the boys invariably is driving with clothes on. Clothes are distracting for them, by 16 they're lived nude long enough that clothes feel imposed, restrictive. So them, clothes are distracted driving. I always give them an extra hour or two of road training for driving with clothes on, so that they're reassured that they can do it. Many of the boys have very few clothes that fit well, and I have taken boys up there who wear a shirt and shorts that belong to their fathers, always way too big, or something else that's ill-fitting and looks peculiar. The won't even let boy wear a muscle shirt, it has to be at least short-sleeved. I don't know why that DMV office is so exacting. Just a DMV thing. If it's warm in the summer up there, the boys will be perspiring in the car and in the bureau in a way that they're not used to anymore. From listening to them talk afterwards, you would think that taking the road test while wearing clothes is multi-tasking. I had one boy pass the test, get his license, and just as soon as we got back into my car, he strips his clothes. I had to make sure he covered up until we were at least out of the DMV parking lot. Usually a boy will strip in the car just as soon as we enter the national forest on the road back. I always let the student who passes the driving test drive back on the new license.

The first time I saw a boy did this, I began to really understand that living nude has changed him at a very deep level. He relates to his body, his mind, and the world in a different way. Living nude is intensely formative, and by now I have been teaching so long nude that it has formed me as a teacher. I would be happy to stay here for the rest of my career, and I would not even consider moving unless I could teach nude elsewhere. Once you live nude, you don't want to go back--at least, it's that way for a lot of guys.

Do you think your appearance or ethnicities are important to students?

I'm originally a code-switcher. I can be an American of Asian ancestry, or Latino, or Navaho. Usually I don't choose any of those: I simply am who I am. Being gay is sometimes more salient, but certainly not day-to-day. I have found inspiration for my work in my background: something from Asian elegance and minimalism, something from the earth-and-sea orientation of native American art, something of the magical and surreal from Latino and Spanish artists.

Is all this important to students? Hard to say, depends on the student. I think my physical appearance and stature as a smaller, muscular man who is clearly very male but neither a stereotype jock nor stereotype artist is much more important. I have a sense that more Asian students take my classes than might otherwise choose art for one of their few electives. I have made a point of showing Latino artists' work, and also Navaho, but I have had only one student who revealed an American Indian ancestry to me.

What would you tell a teacher who is contemplating teaching nude. If a new teacher comes to your school and asks about it, what would you say?

First of all, you have to be comfortable living nude at home and outside the home as much as possible. You have be comfortable with your sexuality, your desires, your own skin. You have to be willing to present yourself just as you are, without any hesitation or sense of embarrassment. You have to have been nude comfortably around others who previously knew you only clothed, especially any family or friends. You have to be comfortable with getting an erection wherever that might happen, even with family. If you can live nude with your mother, you're set. If you're a teacher, you have to be comfortable with your students, of course, but if you're nude, you have to be comfortable with them at whole new level.

Then taking the plunge is not so daunting. Your first nude week at school, boys and girls will be getting used to you. But then they will realize that you are the same person you always have been, only now you are nude. A man will get an erection much less often than he imagines, but when it happens, it's memorable. It should be enjoyable, too. When I'm erect, I'm presenting my strength and vigor and character to the world. Why shouldn't I enjoy that, too? The main thing is, I teach better. I'm more relaxed, creative, and agile in the classroom. Especially for an art teacher, that's really important. I wouldn't teach art any other way.

Thanks for these stimulating conversations!