Date: Fri, 31 Jan 2020 19:27:29 +0000 From: Roron Subject: Naked at the Lake 1 Please think about donating to Nifty - it's a great site and they need funds to keep it running well. A lot of us appreciate the stories that are uploaded and we don't want the site to disappear! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html THE FIRST MEETING I've had a good time travelling around in my camping van visiting various naturist areas and checking out the boys who also enjoy not wearing clothes. One day I had arrived at a recreational park just outside of Frankfurt. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, so I decided to go in. I was very pleased to find it has an FKK strand (nudist beach) and settled myself down on it. Off came my clothes as everyone was naked. There was a sloping sandy beach leading down to a lake and at the top there was a large flat grassy area. I set up on the sandy area, thinking that boys were likely to want to go in the water. I was right in that after about ten minutes a man with two boys came on to the beach and set up about three metres from me. The boys looked about nine and ten. All three of them started taking their clothes off; the younger boy's T-shirt came off and so did his trainers. The older boy had also stripped down to his shorts. The younger one pulled down his shorts in one motion and stepped out of them – he was wearing no underwear. The older boy shed his shorts as well and they both stood naked chatting to each other. They were tanned all over and were obviously used to being naked and in the presence of others. It was unusual for me to see boys whose arse was as brown as the rest of them. They were typical boys and larked around with each other. I was able to observe them without them being aware of me. I prefer slightly older boys, twelve or thirteen, but I was able to enjoy these lads. Both were uncircumcised and had small ball sacks, although the older one's were somewhat larger. The foreskins looked quite tight so I doubt if they were playing with them yet. Neither had those nice swinging balls of older boys, but they were beautiful playing on the beach. I noticed that sometimes in their playing they went for each other's balls, so perhaps they weren't quite as innocent as I had thought. They went off to swim, so I thought it was time to have a walk to see if there was anything else of interest. I walked slowly along at the edge of the grassy area and noticed a family group. There was a gorgeous boy there, lightly tanned all over, lying face up on a sun lounger. His dick and balls were the same colour as the rest of his body, and he had a small golden moustache of pubes at the base of his penis. He was fidgeting on the sun lounger, and it was a joy to see his equipment moving around. I passed by, and there was nobody else of interest, so I walked back past him on the way to where I had left my stuff. As I passed I could see the outline of his knob inside his foreskin – the bulb seemed to have expanded since I passed the first time. His right hand went down to his equipment and he scratched his pubes and then cupped his dick and balls. I don't think he realised what he was doing, but he then gave his dick a couple of tugs. He was a thirteen year old who knew what was what down there! A bit further along another family were having lunch, naked of course. One of their number was a boy who was quite tall and typically lean, as most German boys seem to be. He was kneeling down, but then stood up and started running towards the snack bar. To see his equipment shaking from side to side was great. He was a brown eyed and mousy haired lad with the all-over tan that I was beginning to appreciate. These boys must be naked a lot of the time for them to have no swim short lines at all. I went for a swim and used this as an excuse to move from the sand, which would have stuck to my wet body, and moved fairly close to this new boy and his family. This boy must be right on the cusp of puberty. He didn't seem to have any hairs, but his dick was quite thick and his balls were plump and rounded. I pretended to read, which meant I was able to check him out at my leisure. Much of the time he was squatting with his family, but he kept getting up and going to get things for their picnic. His scrotum was quite close to his body, and his dick hung out over it. Sometimes when he was running his balls were hanging a little lower. I was really excited as this was exactly the kind of boy I liked; someone who was entering puberty, so had a body that has started to grow, was about to produce pubes (I like them especially if they have started sprouting), has a foreskin that looks as though it pulls back, a dick that looks ready to stiffen at any time and balls that could well produce cum. This boy was all this, plus he did not mind being naked with others. Guessing by his size and the state of his dick and balls I would say he is twelve or thirteen years old. I wondered what sort of sexual things this boy got up to. Was he wanking? Could he produce cum? Did he do things with other boys? I even wondered if he played around with girls – he had a dick that would impress anyone from eight to eighty, I thought. After half an hour of enjoying this boy, a storm came in. It was the first time I'd seen nudists panicking; some put their clothes on and ran to their cars, others tried to last outside. The family I was interested in ran, naked, for shelter in the closest toilets. I followed them into the men's side, pushing past eight or nine adults. I was leaning on a toilet cubicle and the pubescent boy I'd been looking at was next to me! He was completely unconcerned that he was naked; he was talking to his parents, presumably about the heavy downpour outside. It did mean that I was able to have a very close look at his boy bits. He definitely had no sign of pubes, which surprised me as his penis was quite thick, wider than my thumb. His penis was the same colour as the rest of his body – lightly tanned rather than dark brown. His ball sack was fat and rounded; I could just see a dent in the skin between his two testicles, but they were not very pronounced. He turned a little to face the urinals, put his hand on his shaft, pulled the skin back a little and started peeing. I wasn't expecting that! As he was talking to some friends his dick started to stick out more from his balls. It had started flat against them, but as he talked so the end joined to his body got more horizontal so that the rest curved downwards. He pulled the foreskin out and then released it. He was getting a boner, but he didn't seem worried about it even though he was in the company of several naked adults. Nobody took any notice of it, except me, and I hope I wasn't too obvious. It continued to grow, ending up pointing up at about forty five degrees. Having a young teen's boner next to me made me think of moving my hand to his penis and pulling that foreskin back a myself. I imagined him smiling at me, acknowledging that I liked him and he liked what I was doing, giving me permission to slowly wank him. His flesh was soft to the touch to start with but as I held more tightly I could feel his hardness. I moved my hand up and down him as he got fully stiff and his balls went tight up to his body. His head showed out of his foreskin as I pulled one way, and then it disappeared as I did him the other way. Was he going to spunk or would it be a dry cum? He let me continue, showing that he was used to doing this, and then he put his arm around me and kissed me on the lips while I continued to wank him. He started groaning and I knew he must be getting close, but my fantasy was broken by someone running into the toilet away from the rain. I looked at the boy and he seemed oblivious of what I was thinking, and sadly he soon went soft again. I was able to look at his beautiful boyhood for another ten minutes, but the rain eventually stopped and he and his parents went outside back to the beach. I was cold, so decided to call it a day and find a campsite to stay at. ........... You are welcome to e-mail me with your thoughts etc at roron1@protonmail.com.