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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ETHAN

Introduction: Ethan (born 2007) was a member of the Academy class of 2025, and was entering his 10th grade year in the Fall of 2022 when the Academy began to require male nudity. He now attends the state university in Santa Cruz, where he is majoring in marine biology and is in the writing program. He is a Division III swimmer there. Santa Cruz has accepted and encouraged his daily nudity, and is a center of the growing national movement. He has had the full support of his swimming team and coach to overcome the objections of the NCAA. Ethan lives in a nude house, in a suite with four other nude young men.

Ethan is a tall red-head, 6'4" and 170 lbs, with green eyes. His body is very smooth, with clear skin and well-defined but not exaggerated musculature, long legs, narrow hips, and broad shoulders. He is very fair-skinned, in line with his Scottish and Norwegian ancestry, so he has to use sun block often. He wears his (head) hair neatly trimmed. At the beginning of 10th grade he was 6"1' and 150 lbs, a very tall sophomore. His physical presence when standing is particularly impressive, all the more so because for a significant number of people, and anyone seated when he's standing, his penis is directly at eye level.

Since 10th grade he has consistently shaved all his pubic and body hair (reddish-blond), which accentuates his shoulders, pectorals, and the power of his profile. Since then he has worn a so-called body-contoured primal ring (shaped roughly like a keyhole, rather than circular), a ring around his scrotum and penis that subtly thrusts these parts forward. It is safe to wear for everyday use. When he is erect (which occurred several times during these conversations), his intact penis is about 7 inches long, thin and tapered, straight up. He also likes to wear a custom-fitted glans ring during the day, which he has done with medical advice since he was seventeen. He explained that neither of these two accessories limits blood supply, but both have the effect of making his flaccid penis more defined.

At home, Ethan lives with his father Mike, step-mother Lily, (paternal) grandmother Greta, two step-sisters Megs (Meaghan) and Kiera (three and five years younger) and step-brother Mickey (twelve years younger). His parents (Mike and Kathy) divorced when Ethan was an infant, and Mike remarried to Lily 18 months later. They moved to the island a year before Ethan began Kindergarten.

Ethan is in regular contact with his mother Kathy, a graphic designer who lives in the metropolitan area, a strong feminist who lives with Soraya, her partner for the past ten years. Kathy and Soraya spend summers with Ethan in a womyn's community in Oregon that is clothing-optional. They always expected him to be nude, as were almost all the other boys in the community. In his younger years Ethan stayed with them there most of the summer, but in high school he stayed only for a few weeks because of his summer swimming season.

These conversations, during the summer and autumn of 2027, have been edited for clarity and length. Ethan, Mike, and Lilly have reviewed this statement and approved it for publication with his real name.

Did you attend the honors presentation in May, 2022, where the Academy headmaster announced the new policy of required male nudity?

I will always remember that day because of the surprise and shock of the other boys, almost all of whom had never gone nude. I had been nude a lot of Mom's camp in Oregon, so I had some context about what this would be like. I still had a lot of anxieties, especially because the headmaster asked parents to begin to require us boys to live nude at home immediately. Going nude with Mom and Soraya was one thing, or the other people there, but at home with Grandma, Lily-mom and my sisters was another. (Lily-mom is what Ethan calls his step-mother.)

How did that go at home afterwards?

Lily-mom was there, and as we were walking home, we talked about it. She said and she and Dad agreed with the headmaster, and that I should start to live nude that afternoon. I said, "Yeah, but . . . "and she said, "No buts about it," and then said that she had already talked with Grandma, Megs, Kiera, and Mickey. They all understood that I would be nude, and she told them that they had to be really nice to me about it. She also said that Dad expected me to be nude when he came home. When we got home, I really had no choice. Mom went to my room, where she showed me she had taken almost all the clothes out of my drawers and closet, and told me to hand over what I was wearing. That was the bad moment: stripping in front of her, while she and Mickey watched (Mickey was then three). But I didn't try to hide anything. She just said, "I've seen everything you have, and we've all seen you in the tiniest possibly speedo dozens of times, so you got nothing new, kid," and we both laughed. Mickey just said, "I'm proud of you," and they both left my room. I had a moment to think, "well, this is how it's going to be, so I might as well get used to it." I went to see Grandma, who was in her favorite chair in the shade on the deck, and gave her a kiss on the cheek like I always did, and she gave me a hug around my shoulders and said, "I'm very proud of you, you're very brave." A little while later Megs and Kiera came home from their last day at school, and they obviously couldn't wait to look at me, so I just stood there on the deck while they looked, and Megs said, "Your penis is a whole lot bigger than I thought it was." Lily was a little shocked, but that's totally Megs, just out there, and Kiera giggled and said, "You're really big and you look great." Really, it wasn't all so bad--and that was the worst of it.

What about your friends and team-mates?

OMG my phone was like smoking from the overload of texts and posts. Since when we were in 7th grade we had this private twitter and Snap, so we could be frank. And it was wild. Some of my friends were having huge fights at home; a couple stalked out and said they would not return until things got back to normal--but on the island there's nowhere to go, so they were back in like an hour or so, and all of them were nude before sunset.

What were the isolation years like for you?

The worst for me was that we had no summer swim season at all in 2020, were training on and off the next year, and had most of the season 2021-2022. I really wanted to get back in the water in May of 2022 when the vaccine came out.

Well, I was in 7th grade when we all had to bail out of school in March 2020. It was pretty much a disaster, the online school work from the Academy really sucked, because they had never done anything like that before. I just could not stop masturbating in my room, so I really felt all alone. I was bored out of my mind, and Mom and Dad would not let me see any of my friends until like June and then I had to wear a mask. We all had to protect Grandma, and we did that really well. It was really tough time. I started 8th grade in Fall 2020 and we kept going back and forth, from going to school, to doing school at home, everything got mixed up. Dad really helped me out with the math and the English; Mom kept up my work in other stuff. Kiera was in 3rd grade and Megs in 5th, and Mickey was just born in 2019, so he had no clue what was going on. I really missed all my friends. A lot of kids had way too much screen time and that was when some started to make those fake porn videos with girls from school edited into them, and some of the kids were really good at making those. I think that was when things really started to go downhill, especially online.

Were all your friends really that innocent?

Hell no. I mean, I never posted or re-sent any of the famous fake videos or all the other shit, but I had plenty of friends that were in it up to their asses. And now their asses were showing, and they weren't too happy about it. They got over it. (Mike and Lily agreed that Ethan was never involved with those posts.)

What about the girls at the Academy, or other girls on the island?

Well, word was out in seconds. They were all over the place: some were, eww gross, others were like, oh yeah! some were like, serves them right, others were like I'm totally down with this. They really did not know what to expect from nude boys, but they knew that these boys were far more vulnerable and exposed than they had been before.

When did you first see any of them?

On my way home from swim practice the next morning. Right away, we went into summer practice at the pool. The public school guys were really sweet about it, said nothing, though one did say to me on the way home, "I know this is coming for us, too." Those practices start at 6:30 so of course I didn't see any girls on the way, or hardly anyone else, either. Made it easier to walk out of the house nude that first time. By 9:30 when we were walking home, more people were up, and I got a few looks from adults like, "what the hell," who hadn't heard the news or been in touch, although I guess the town told them all. I saw a couple of girls I don't really know, who just kinda looked straight at my cock, then at my face, and a couple of girls from this lane that looked me straight in the eye and dared not glance elsewhere, like the rest of me were poisonous or something. Then I saw two girls from the Academy, one my year, and one older, who smiled at me and said, "Well done, and you look great, too." After I took the plunge, people were incredibly kind, encouraging, and affirming. That was a total surprise.

What about other nude boys from the Academy, what happened when you saw them?

A team-mate on the other side of the island invited us over that night for a while--five of us out on their patio; they have a really nice place with a jacuzzi too. Bicycling over there was the first time I rode nude, with just my helmet and cycle shoes, and that was wild--I learned to be careful with my balls on the seat. First we all met his mom, who's home and knows us all, and she smiled but said nothing while my team-mate is about going to die because all these nude guys were saying Hi to his mom. Even though she couldn't give a shit, for sure. We went right into the jacuzzi, and of course we all wind up tangling our legs and somebody says, "no homo," and a voice says, "I never wanna hear that again . . . I'm gay and you're just as nude as me." I look around and its Kev, my grade and one of the nicest guys you can ever know. (Ethan gets an erection.) I was like, "OK, Kev, this has to be hard for you in a different way. And way to go, just telling us openly." He just smiled and said, "hard is your word," and everybody laughs but then gets real quiet, so I'm thinking, who's hard here? Well, I wasn't hard like I am now, but like the water is getting pretty hot, and nobody else wants to get up, so I say, "well, I'm gonna cook here," and I climb out and I'm drying off, turn around and look and there's three hard guys . . . but not me or Kev. But you know, nobody laughed or said stupid stuff. That was all so, like, over. I have heard very little hateful stuff since then. That was the beginning; we all got used to each others hard-ons after that and nobody thought it was homo or anything. We were all in it, gay, straight, trans, you name it.

Trans boys were nude too?

Sure were. If you a boy, you're a boy, and boy does not have to mean penis, `though that sure helps. (Laughs.) I think living nude actually helped a lot of the trans boys, because it gave them equal standing: we're all nude. The females are clothed. I saw a trans boy dissed by girls once, but immediately stuck up for him. Why should he have to put up with that shit? Like, you're a girl but you want to go nude like all the boys because you just think you're a boy? Forget that. Trans boys are boys, and at least all the boys understood that pretty fast, and if anyone lags behind they got caught up real quick.

When was the first time you had an erection that you didn't expect or want? How did that go for you?

Two days after I just started to live nude, I was home after a tough practice from 6:30 until like 10:00, and I had some late breakfast or something and went out on the deck in the shade, and fell asleep and started to wake up a couple of hours later just rock-hard. I must have been dreaming or something. And Kiera and Megs were out there looking at me, and I heard them say, "wow that's really big, I didn't think it could get that big," and waking up more, I thought, oh shit, I have this huge hard-on and no place to hide. Then it really hit me first time, no place to hide. Might as well show it and enjoy it. When I started to wake up they ran off someplace and I had to pee, so I went inside and there was Mickey, his eyes all big, and he asked, "can I touch it?" I told him, "sure, go ahead," and he did and I felt how hard I was to his hands. Then I really had to pee and kinda had to work my penis into the toilet because it just would not go down. Well, it went soft a little, but then I go to wipe it off and it stands straight up again. I walk out of that side bathroom into the kitchen and now there's Grandma who takes one look and smiles and says, "well there's something you don't see every day." "Or maybe you will now," I said, and we both start laughing, and that was like the best thing . . . I thought later, I have a huge hard on in front of my grandma and she starts laughing with me. How cool is that? After that I didn't care if I went totally hard at home--I figure they want me nude, they take what they get.

Later when Lily-Mom came home, I asked her if it's bad that the girls see my erection, and she says, I don't think so--they're going to sooner or later and they can get used to it. I explained it both to them anyway, so they probably figured out what was what. I think it was a bigger thing maybe for Mickey, because about a week later he starts going nude in the house, kinda to be like me. Mom and Dad let him, of course, and he started to go nude in the 2nd grade, last year. For him its just being a boy.

But later, outside, the family, did you feel embarrassed?

Well sure, I felt embarrassed some. I think the first time was after swim practice the next day, there I was with my `mates from the Academy and the public school boys, who were wearing speedos of course. I had just done the 500 like twice, really practicing to get it up to speed, and I lay back on a towel in the sun, exhausted. Coach just let me be. I was like done and I felt an erection coming and I was so tired I thought, I don't give a fuck. Well, practice was over a little while later and I still had this full erection, and it was time to go home. And I was real hungry, I wanted to go home. I got up and there's just a couple old men and women across the pool doing exercises in the water-walking lane. Kev looks at me--he was like, "you going to home like this?" And I' was like, "So what the fuck else can I do?" (Ethan's erection returns.) Kev started to get hard as well, but only half. We both said, "what the fuck," and I put my towel over my shoulder, my sandals on and my hat and my dark glasses, and walked out of the pool with Kev. We didn't even try to hide anything `cause what was the point?

We were walking up the lane in back of the pool and the public school and it's like twelve 8 blocks to Kev's and another 6 blocks to my house. Just a few people and couple folks on bicycles. We were walking up the street with erections that were obvious even if then neither of us was totally hard. I knew that Kev was gay now, and I thought, "Geez, I'm walking up the street, nude and hard with a gay guy." But that was strange, because Kev was still the Kev I had known for a long time. We were pretty quiet and I think Kev was kind of absorbing the moment too. I had always thought he liked my body anyway, so what? We came to his corner and like nobody seemed to be around and Kev gave me this quick kiss on my cheek and walks away. I said "hey" but Kev turned around and grinned at me and gave me the finger, Turns out he knew, because when he did that I went pretty hard right away.

This was what, your second day nude?

Third day. Like every day I got up and I always slept nude by then I'm like, oh wait, I don't have clothes and then Oh yeah, it's all different now . . . Sort of like it was when the first pandemic wave came and everything shut down right away. I was in school and then the next day not. One day I wore clothes, the next day I was nude.

You said, turns out Kevin knew . . . knew what?

That I really liked him. That he could make me hard. Later on, that next Spring, we had sex several times, just kissing and sucking; then I started fucking him regularly at his house. That was in private, of course. I don't know whether anybody ever knew, and I didn't really care. I still make sure to see him when I'm home, and he lives nude now too, although he goes to a college in a place that won't allow it 24/7. He says I'm still the one that fucks him best. He's a great guy.

You walked home with an erection?

Oh yeah, and I found up pretty quick on my phone that people saw me, I guess from their houses. Somebody got a photo of Kev just quick kissing me on the cheek. Word went around, but now even the guys who would have harassed me had to go nude, too, so that kind of put an end to that. Anyway, this was like day three of nude, and it just dawned on me: fuck it. I'm nude. I'm going to be nude, like this is the way it is now, forever. Get used to it. That is when I decided that I would shave any pubic and pit hair I have, force them to see my cock, I should say penis, and all the people around me would have get used to this the way I had to. I thought, I'm nude, but actually, I'm in charge, a weird sort of reverse I guess.

Where were your mom and dad in all this?

Well, Lily-mom was the one who took my clothes, so at first I was pissed at her, but after a couple of days I thought, she was just doing what they asked, and she agreed with it and consented. But then she was so sweet and supportive and proud of me that I didn't hold anything against her. Dad was really good about it, too, `cause I was into drama a little pit and sulked. Dad took me out bicycling that weekend, but he wore his bicycling shorts and top. He looked pretty good in them, he's in good shape. We bicycled up to the north end of the island, the park by the bridge, it's a good loop, and when we were up there he said, would it make a difference for you if I rode home nude too? He stripped, stuffed his stuff into that little case under is seat, and we both `cycled home nude. Somebody had to see us I'm sure but nobody seemed to say anything later. I thought: he was willing to do this for me, go nude like me. That made a big difference, even though Dad wore clothes most of the time, and I know he still has to wear clothes to work.

How long was it before you really adjusted to living nude?

It was pretty easy for me, maybe a month. I mean, we had a summer storm come ashore once and I wore my rain gear then, no one was an idiot when it was a cold rain, and otherwise I just stayed inside for a day.

I think it was much easier for me than for some other guys because I had already gone nude a lot at Mom's camp, like I said. My mom, I mean, and Soraya her lover. I went up there with her that summer for two weeks. They actually drove out to the island so I could stay nude when we were going up there in their car, this was like an extra fifty miles for them and already it was a day and a half trip. We stayed up north of Redding with a friend of hers who always liked to see me nude anyway. Its always almost all women up there, except some of them have sons and we all go nude too. For some of them, that was the only time of the year that they could. We had a nice time in the hot springs, I got pretty stoned in the woods. I went nude every summer there since I was like seven I think, used to be all summer, but since 9th grade just a couple of weeks because I have summer swimming. The one difference that summer was that when I got an erection I didn't even try to hide it. Whenever I got an erection, everybody saw me, whether they like erections or not. Just how it was those times. Mom was totally cool with it, even asked if she could touch it once. Soraya liked to watch me masturbate when mom wasn't around.

Your mom touched your erection? Was that strange?

My mom touching my hard cock? Sorry, penis. Yeah, we were both a little stoned. I mean I didn't ejaculate or anything. She just wanted to touch it, see how hard it really is, and yeah I was rock hard when she did that. Just once, that was enough for her and for me. Several other times I got hard when her friends were around, and they all seemed OK with it. Encouraged me, they thought it was amazing that a boy can't control himself, and enjoyed the attention.

What happened when school began?

By that time I was used to being nude at home and out and around, I think most of my friends were used to it too. I walked to the school several times like they suggested, and figured out a way so that I was usually on the walking and bike lanes up the island. Actually discovered a couple of back ways I didn't know about that are pretty nice.

Just before school started, headmaster asked me to take part in the orientation to high school for the new 6th graders. It was just a half a day long since most of them had gone to the lower school. None of them had been to school nude, though; neither had I. He asked a group of four students to help, so we met first on Zoom, two girls and me and another boy, to organize what we were going do say. At first it was kind of strange meeting nude on Zoom where no one can really see that you're nude, just shirtless. Next day, when I got to school first I was thinking, oh yeah these girls have never seen me . . . except they have, down at the beach, where all the guys used to go nude even before the big change.

I walked up to the school, a beautiful day, breezy and warm, just a great day to be outdoors nude. When I reached the school, there sitting on the front steps of the old Hall are these two girls, who take one look at me and . . . I could see in their eyes that they felt really embarrassed. I just said, Look, I'm not embarrassed, you don't have to be embarrassed for me, and if you want to look just look, it's all me. That sort of named it and tamed it. The other guy showed up, he's a nice guy, shorter than both of them, chesty, a tennis player, and we went over what we were going say to the class, and then went in. Well, there were all these 6th graders, and all the boys are nude, and some of them look really miserable. You could see quickly that some had grown, some not, some were already used to this, some not. The girls started to giggle when we walked in, because there we were, older and nude, I'm shaved bare but the other guy isn't. I was supposed to speak first, say welcome and now you're part of us (I meant the upper school), and here's some of the way that it's different. . . when I thought, yeah, the big difference is, all the boys are nude. I was going to name it.

I told them, this is the first time I have stood nude in front of a group and I was feeling a little self-conscious even though I'm used to it. I welcomed them all and tell them that this is a real step up from 5th grade. But the main subject that had to be addressed was obvious: this nude thing was new for all us boys. I could see the headmaster was worried, but he didn't have to be.

To the girls, I said: I know you're going to laugh, you're in middle school. Well, get over it. You think boys' bodies are funny: I won't start on the weird things about girls' bodies, which you are discovering, too. The school is doing this boys' nudity policy first of all for you, so that boys will treat you better--so you treat the boys better. This is a gift, so don't let the school down.

To the boys, I said: First of all, you're nude, not naked. Naked is when someone takes away your clothes, nude is when you choose not to wear anything. The first day my mom took away my clothes, I was naked, then I decided to choose to live this way, and now I'm nude. By now, even if she gave me back all my clothes, I would still want to be nude, even right here right now. And I said I knew that I was going to be nude for the next three years. Second thing: don't try to cover up any part of your body. First reason is that you can't, so why bother? Second reason is, you don't have anything to pretend, because you can't-- what they see is what they get, so you don't have any more to lose. Last thing, boys: each one of you, each one of us, is going to get an erection when you don't want it. When it happens, let it happen, and if anyone laughs, boy or girl, just say, I'm just being me, who are you? And say, OK, look if you want to look. They'll get over it, and so will you. Be sure to be real nice to any other boy who gets an erection when he does not want to, or does not expect to, and everyone will be nice to you.

Then I went on to welcome them the way we usually do, and the other boy spoke about his experience, and the two boys and two girls talked about what it was like to be in middle and high school.

The headmaster thought it was great, and asked me to get up in front of the whole school and say the same thing at our opening day assembly. I'm a 10th grader, usually that's a privilege reserved for seniors. I had to think about it, prepare for it, and that actually made that more difficult for me. But I got through it.

What did you say?

Well, that first day sure was different. Everybody came back, girls pretty much the way they were last year in their shorts and t-shirts, some of them have the crop top, kinda cute I have to say. The boys were all nude, of course. By this time I had started a trend: totally shaving, all body hair. After I did that first, the other Academy swimmers did, and then all the boys started, or almost all. And we all have lanyards with school ID so that the town knows that we're supposed to be nude, not just out there. A couple of the tennis guys looped the lanyard around their arms, nice muscles, it was cute. Then other guys, I forget who, looped the lanyard around their thighs, so to see their ID, you would have to look next their penises. Cute, but I never did that. I just wore my lanyard and a gold chain, at that point, a light, small one around my neck. And I thought, I have to get me a tattoo somewhere.

Anyway, most of the boys looked real uneasy, because here we were back here on the front lawn, where we did the honors presentation when the headmaster started this whole thing. Many of the girls looked either triumphant, bitchy, or a little queasy. Even though everyone prepared over the summer, it was still a shock to come to school and see all the boys nude.

The headmaster stood up, welcomed us all briefly, and said, I will ask the senior class president to welcome you, but first I want to ask Ethan from the 10th grade to speak to you, because he says some things clearly that need to be said. He called me to the front, and there I was suddenly nude in front of the whole school, teachers over on one side, some parents on the other. It was like what used to be some sort of bad dream about the night before school, but now this is reality. I didn't have a podium to stand behind or anything, I just held the mike: it's was all me on view. (Ethan's erection returns.)

I said basically what I said the 6th graders, a little differently of course. I looked at the senior boys and said to them, You're probably saying, I'll do this for a year and then I will get out of here. Well, learn what you can from it. You might really like it, and it will be a very different way to finish your time at the Academy. I went on, but I started to feel nervous, and was thinking, oh no, I felt an erection coming on. I could not do anything about it: I was in front of everybody, and by the time I got to my remark about getting an unwanted erection, I'm at least half hard. Maybe more, I didn't check. The school motto is "function in adversity, finish in style," so I said my piece, and bowed, and everybody stood up and clapped and cheered. Always since that day I am known as the one who had the courage to get an erection in front of the whole school, and just carried on with it. That sort of set the tone: who could care anymore? I showed them how to do it: I didn't run away screaming, and nobody laughed or went, eeewww. I learned two things that day: I can speak about this in public even though and especially when I am nude, and I really have a kind of exhibitionist streak that lets me do this. I have to admit, I really kind of liked it. The whole school was looking at my erect penis, and I loved it. A few days later one of my friends who's good at design made a poster or meme, "Keep calm and get an erection," and he sent a special copy to me. I still have that, framed, in my room at home.

What are some of your memories of being nude in high school after that?

Bunch of things, so I'll just pick a couple. That first swim season the combined town team competed in a four-way meet up at Ceredas, and the only nude boys were the seven of us from the Academy. This one boy from the Ceredas team thinks he's going to hassle us, so as I'm standing loosening up he says to me, "you're all some kind of faggots, they tell you to take off your clothes, you just take them off. You all like to show it to the boys, huh?" I just looked him square in the eye and said, "I have the guts to do this, you're just hiding in that speedo. Not that you have all that much to hide, apparently. If you're such manlier man than me, why don't you just shed it right now? Nobody will care; we're already nude here. Not like anybody's going to stop you when we're already nude." He just walked away. I was beginning to learn what one of the best powers of being nude is: you can call a guy's bluff, because he can't call yours. You don't have anything to hide if you're already nude.

As I have learned in college, being the only one nude in a group or class of clothed people does not make me uncomfortable. In fact I have a special kind of power: I am the nude one with no shame and nothing to hide. I don't have to be afraid of exactly what I am.

About the middle of that swim season, still 10th grade the first year, somebody discovered these so-called primal cock rings, they're really nicely contoured and fit around your ball sack and cock --sorry, penis and testicles-- and sort of hold them out front a little more. We just call them primal. I have four now, different colors, they last forever. I think my body has sort of contoured itself to fit it now. Feels more comfortable, especially if you're sitting at a desk in school, your testicles never get caught under your thighs. Their online store had all these instructions about how to order one, so we each got one, actually I got two at first because I wasn't sure about the size, but both of them were about right. One was jet black, and the other this cobalt blue. I loved how the blue one looked, and within a couple of months a lot of guys are getting these. The thing is, it kinda holds your ball and cock forward more than down, but if you start to get an erection, its going to come on really fast and then stay around a lot longer. Which is good or bad, depending.

Then I saw online a little thing they call a glans ring, its real light smooth stainless steel ring that isn't quite a full circle and has these very little smooth bumps where the ring ends. You can slip this one for every day wear, get one just loose enough, under your foreskin, if you have one. I got one, and it made my cock head just slightly more defined. Actually my little cock tip just peeks out and I like that, how it looks. I got one that's cobalt blue, like my primal, they match.

Later that year somebody started experimenting with erection pills, and pretty soon everybody's doing it. This guy (N.B. Aaron) was actually dealing them. I guess they were easy for him to get, his brother was getting them for him. Anyway, they worked different ways. One kind were called taddies, little round brown pills, some kind of generic something, you could take one every day, you could get an erection real easy, if that was a problem, which it never was for me. Maybe some kids could not get an erection easily because they got too nervous in public. The bombers were little white pills, you could take one to five of them, depending on what effect you want; five will make you hard as steel for like hours, even if you ejaculate several times. I tried both kinds, I liked the little bombers better, usually two or three were enough for me. We'd have like bomber Fridays, the idea was that every boy should be hard by the end of school, mostly worked, too. The school brings in a doctor to this assembly who says why you shouldn't take these, and of course the result is that more guys go out and get them. I remember taking them on a dare when we went to an away swim meet summer before senior year, nothing that really counted, by this time the public school boys were all nude too and they're taking these pills left and right. Several of us showed up at the meet in pool at Niguel Beach, swimming with these two other clubs, both of them are clothed, most of us are hard. Our coach was not happy and we heard about it nearly all the way home. How embarrassing, he said, but people sure didn't act like we were embarrassing. We won, handily. I had one of my best 500 times, thought maybe I should swim the 500 with an erection all the time. Maybe feeling like I had extra drag made me concentrate on swimming stronger. Anyway, between the bombers, the primal, and my glans ring, my cock winds up getting noticed. I have always liked that, still do in college.

At the end of 10th grade I started to get really interested in this girl Zooey. She's really different, smart, and funny, and doesn't want to act dumb because she thinks some guy will like that. We were in art class together and were assigned to a double desk and cubicle for our art projects, so we got to know each other. I began to think she's pretty sexy, really, as well as a great person, she has this really short hair with a purple streak and a pierced nose. She's a Monty Python fan, this old British comedy video, but she has like the whole set on DVD at home, I guess. One day we were working and talking a little, and I was reaching up to a shelf in back of us for our stuff. She said how much she liked to watch the one with the dead parrot, and before I thought about it, I said, "I would love to watch those with you." She said, "Well, my mom has to work night shift at the hospital tonight, you could come over." She doesn't live with her dad. I suddenly feel my penis tighten up, and then, I get this big, really hard erection so fast that when I turn back to my art desk I turn and accidentally touch her with it. I was so embarrassed. I thought, she going to think I'm hitting on her, what a crash-and-burn. But she just looks up from her art desk and smiled, and says, "Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too." She looked right at my erection, and said, "Don't worry about that. Nice to know." She petted my penis a little, fingered my penis head real gently, and giggled. When my penis is so erect, the primal ring and the glans ring define it so that my penis head emerges from my foreskin on its own, like a flower blooming. I have to say its beautiful. Zooey loved it. She had never seen anything quite like that.

Then there was about forty five more minutes in the period, and I had this raging erection that would not go down. I knew I was going to start to show some precum, so I subtly wiped it with my cum cloth. When class was over, she cops another little feel and fingers my testicles, so I knew she liked it. Anyway, that day in next period I had a study hall that I usually took out in the courtyard--they let me do it wherever I wanted because I was an honors students, a small perk. Nobody was asking where I went.

I thought, I have to get some relief, so I put my books away in my locker, all this time still really hard. When you're as tall as I am it's totally out there for the world to see, and that's what I wanted! I pretended that I was going to the gym, but on the way I duck into The Room. I suppose they used to call it a "masturbatorium;" it's where guys can go to jerk off. It's oblong and on the long wall on the far side is this shiny mirror glass. You can't see through it, but I had heard it was a one-way window from a teachers' break room. I figured, hey they want to see this, here goes. (Ethan's full erection returns again; the line of his glans ring is visible under his foreskin.) I was alone in there, and who came in but Kev, from the swim team, who sat on the bench opposite me and said, "I never saw you here before," and grinned like he just won the lottery. I said, "You come here often?" The lamest question in the world. He said, "Yeah, like every day," and laughed. We watched each other as we each stroked, and pretty soon I was pretty close and I said to him, "gonna cum" and let fly. I shot cum up over my head, on my hair, then across the room and hit him on the leg, it was one of the biggest ejaculations of my life. And then Kev ejaculated, not quite as much as I had, but big enough. He came over and sat right next to me, and still nobody else was in there. I stretched back, I was so spent for a moment, and he took my still-hard cock in his hand--and with about two perfect strokes made me cum a second time. I took his cock, too, and petted it, and turned toward him. He thought I was going to give him like a little kiss on the cheek but I thought, I have to surprise him, so I took his head with my other hand and brought him up close and we did a deep, tongues-in kiss. He got totally hard again, and was panting and said, don't stop, and we kissed again and he cummed on my hand as I was stroking him. We sat there catching our breath and then he got up, sprayed down the floor where we shot, and led me to the shower room, where they have towels so we both shower and dry off. The shower room is L-shaped and in the short part are four shower heads, less visible to anyone who wanders in, and he led me there and we soaped each other all over and kissed deep again. I was hard as ever, but not quite so charged up. I fucked him hard, right there, Kev whimpering 'cause he liked it so much. I never did anything like that before, but have done it more since, especially with Kev, who still loves it when I fuck him without mercy. That one day I found out I'm bi, and I've been bi ever since 10th grade.

By the way, Zooey and I did it when I went over to her house that night. We've had a lot of sex, very easy with each other, and neither of us is possessive or wants a clingy long-term relationship. We're really good friends with privileges. She knew all about Kev--he even joined us once.

Sometime in 11th grade somebody started sending around these stealth vids. That's what they're called. They're short videos of some sex scene, supposed to make boys get hard in school. You get them on your phone, they auto-play, you look and you get an erection real quick, at least that's the idea, and it works a lot of times, too. A couple of them sure worked for me, I don't even remember what they were, just that I got real hard and I hear a couple of girls snicker. Other boys who got them got hard in the same class. The school had a conniption fit and we either had to hand over our phones at the door or leave them home for a week. I left mine home, I don't like the idea of the school somehow getting a hold of my phone.

Let's finish up by talking about college and the NCAA.

Pretty soon after we started school in 2022 the media was all over this story about nude boys, and I guess there was some controversy, all by people off island. About the most negative thing anyone said on island was, "Well, I wish this had not become necessary." No one on island said, "No, we have to stop it." But off island the fundamentalists and fascists went wild and said some pretty awful things. I sent out a short video about what I liked about this idea and how I handled being nude in school and on my team, and right away deleted all my social media accounts, a good thing. It was really popular, played and liked all over, but I had a pick-up truck shadow me as I rode home on my bicycle from the pool one evening, a little creepy. It all blew over. I became kind of the face of a movement even though I never intended to do that, because I would use my name. All those who were picking this up around the country were speaking as adults, I was a boy actually going nude. I remember somebody even said that I wasn't old enough to know better, and I thought, what the fuck! I knew exactly what I wanted. There were some others who said how awful it was for those girls, being confronted on every side by all those penises. That was so not the case, and of course none of those people actually asked the girls.

Anyway, the public high school did the same change the next fall--one of my team mates my 10th grade year said he would have bailed on the Academy, but he figured the public high school would do this too, and he was right. A year later other schools started doing this, and its a sort of a movement now I guess. Sometimes I still had to wear clothes, of course, like when I took my driving road test, even though I had done drivers ed on the island nude, and even drove some on the mainland with my dad. When we toured colleges, I had to wear clothes. From the beginning of looking at colleges, I knew right away that I wanted to go nude in college and I had to find one that will take me, and I wanted to continue to swim on a varsity team nude. My coach had been warned that NCAA would not like this. In my admissions essay I wrote about living nude in high school, and I stated very clearly that I expected to go nude in college and would not attend a college where I could not go nude.

Santa Cruz said that they would take me and let me be nude and put me in a clothes-optional house; they had just started one after years of not allowing nudity on campus even though you can walk nude down the street in Santa Cruz, and people do. I became the so-called Nude Dude on campus, but then other people started going nude, too, both men and women, though mostly men. The college adjusted--I'm a marine biology major so sometimes I have to wear diving stuff or protective suits, but it is much nice snorkeling and other lighter things nude, much easier. It's a little colder in Santa Cruz sometimes, so I often I do have a jacket in my back pack. And I'm in the creative writing program, too, I write a blog called The Nude Truth. Everyone seems very supportive, except a couple of obnoxious varsity athletes --they're not swimmers, of course.

My coach's warning was exactly right: the NCAA started a holy war. Santa Cruz would let me swim nude, the conference had no problem, there were even a few other nude Division III swimmers here and there, but the NCAA said that if you compete in an NCAA sanctioned event, even in Div III, you had to wear something. In response, there was some kind of lawsuit from the conference about why that requirement was even relevant, because the suits are so small: you've seen those divers' speedos, like what gets left out? The NCAA was afraid of penises. I think NCAA was just afraid of their macho image going out the window. In the end they backed down because it turned out that nobody really cared: they left the decision to each conference, because no one could demonstrate that a suited swimmer is fast or slower than a nude swimmer. Can't be done, too many other variables. I now I compete nude in the 500 and a relay, and about half the team here does, and more and more swimmers at the other conference schools. I wouldn't want to do it any other way.

Any parting thoughts? Are you glad your school did this?

I think it was a stroke of genius. It forces guys to be realistic about their bodies, their desires, their actions. It forces girls to be realistic about guys. It really moves the trans issue--you're not a guy `cause you have a penis, but because you're nude, you're a guy. I know a lot more nude guys who have had sex with both guys and girls, it makes you less binary. And so far it has changed one expression: now a boy is intact, not uncircumcised. Like you can get it reversed. I mean there are folks you say you can get foreskin restoration, but I don't think it's really the same.

I'm really happy my school did this. I'm really glad I had all those moments, good and bad. I get an erection now and again --it happens less often unexpectedly than it used to-- I just say, Hey, happy to be here. And I am. I know I'm a happier person because I'm nude. And I know I'm more powerful, too, because clothed people sort of steer around nude people as though we're threatening. I don't threaten anybody. I'm just nude, and proud of it. I like my body, but mostly I want to educate my mind.