Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2008 15:43:25 -0700 (PDT) From: imforreal_21@yahoo.com Subject: Encouraging Exhibitionism part one Josh: Ever since I could remember I had loved the feeling of being naked. I had never understood why everyone felt they needed to hide themselves from the rest of the world. It didnt help that my parents are very prudish and were more then a little shocked when I started to walk around the house with just my briefs. I just got fed up with not being comfortable while being in my own house. I would have been completely naked if I was sure it wouldnt have given my mother a heart attack. They have quietly given up on changing me and I have started to try and change them. Along with the rest of the world. Other then my exhibitionist tendencies I would have to say that I am a mostly normal 13 year old boy, as normal as a person can be with as much hormones and life changes occuring. I was ecstatic to be starting High School and to hopefully start fresh which is hard to do when you have lived in the same small town all your life and everything you do that is of any kind of significance finds it way through the grapevine with such ease, I think many national intelligence agencies would be surprised. Until school started however I had my sights set on the next door neighbor, Erik. He was a lot different from me in the fact that he liked to spend much of his time out doors. Mostly in the pool in his backyard, mowing his lawn, or playing with his Golden Retriever. He was a couple inches taller then me and seemed to be getting a lot bigger in a lot more ways too. He had broader shoulders, bigger muscles, and his chest was starting to pertrude a lot more then it had a few years ago. I had taken much notice of him because my bedroom window overlooks his backyard and because the human body had always fascinated me. I would have spent just as much time focusing on anyone else had the oppurtunity arrisen but as it was Erik was a prime specimen to behold. And behold him I did. I am doing it right at this moment actually. His blond hair was longer then mine it did not quite touch his shoulders, I could see it as it lay tousled over his forehead, blowing softly in the wind. I had always wanted blond hair and was always envious of people who had it. My mother was also adament that my dark brown hair was just as 'pretty' if not more so then blond. He was however fully dressed and this bothered me. I had always wished I had grown up in ancient greece so that I could have been able to witness the real Olympic games. Hundreds of peak condition atheletes all competeing in the nude, the rules required it. The greeks understood what I did. They knew that the best way to worship the human body that was in such top form as those atheletes was for them to be naked. Gymnasium in the ancient greek actually doesnt stand for "a place to work-out" it mean "a place to be naked." how great it would be if we would take this definition seriously. It was as I was pondering these things and watching Erik that I started to change my thoughts to another idea. What if I could devise a way to make others naked? Force them to bare thier bodies without being able to hide themselves. The wheels in my head started to turn and I smiled to myself as I looked down at my unsuspecting first victim. --------------------------------------------------------- Erik: My alarm clock woke me as it always did at seven o'clock. I had never enjoyed sleeping in, I liked to get the day started as soon as I could even during summer break. I leaned over and pulled the covers off my body and pulled my groggy self out of the bed. I mentally kicked myself for not closing the curtains on my window again. I was for sure that my neighbor was watching me while I sleep. I had never caught him yet but I did know that he liked to watch me while I was outside. It was so wierd the way he would just stare at me. His eyes glazed over as if in deep thought. He had been doing it again yesterday and I thought he might have had a heart attack at one point the way he jerked himself awake as if he had just had his greatest eureka moment yet. I adjusted my boner in my boxers before I walked over and closed the curtain, and then I made my way to the bathroom to relieve the ever growing pressure in my bladder. I had to wait as always for my boner to go down before I could even get myself to release my steam which just made me dance even more in front of the toilet bowl longing for relief. It finally came down and after I was done and had shaken off the final drops I threw off my boxers and jumped into the tub for a quick shower. I was always a little subconcious about being naked, even when I was alone in the bathroom. I always had the urge to hide myself if I ever got an erection and when I got finished drying I immediately put on a clean pair of undies before leaving the bathroom. Wait, I knew I had forgotten something. I had forgotten to grab a pair of clean boxers before I got in the shower. I finished up my cleansing process and continued to dry myself off. My room was connected to the bathroom and my bedroom door was locked and so was my curtains so technically no one could see me, but I still wrapped myself in the towel before going back to my dresser to find some clothes. I wish that I didnt care so much. This year would be my first year of High School and my friend had told me that they make you take showers. Maybe then Ill be able to be more comfortable with my body and be naked without feeling uncomfortable. After finishing up getting fully dressed I made my way to my computer and quickly almost mindlessly typed in my password and started to check my emails. I was about to close the browser when I looked again at what I had first thought was spam. It was an email sent last night the subject line said School Shower Policy! Normally I would never have looked at it, but my curiosity got the better of me and I clicked. I was surprised to find that it was just a normal email with only the following writing: Hello, we are sending this to you in the hope that we might be able to change some preconceived notions that you may have. We would like to encourage everyone in the country to live the way we do and to embrace this new and alternative lifestyle. Do you dread being naked? Do you shudder in fear at the thought of public showers? Are you uncomfortable being naked even in your own room? We recommend that you ease yourself into the transition by having at least one no clothing experience with a person in which you feel comfortable. If you are too scared even for this situation we recommend that you try skinny dipping at night. Under the cover of darkness you will be hidden from view and also you will be able to experience the incredible feeling of being in plain view but also being fully nude. Thank you for your time. After I finished reading the document I was not very sure what in the world the email was trying to say so I immediately looked to the sender. It said jsmith@pfana.com. I did not recognize the name but I thought it would be best to check out the sender the best I could so I tried typing in the address pfana.com which took me to a website which proclaimed in bright bold letters PEOPLE FOR A NUDE AMERICA. I was kind of shocked more by the pictures on the page then I was by the audacity of the groups name. The page was filled of what looked to be normal people doing average everyday things, except they were naked. I was especially surprised to see a picture at the bottom of the page with a whole family sitting for a family picture. The Father and Mother were sittin on the couch with their hand around each others sholders. Two of their children what look like twin boys were sitting on the floor in front of them and there was also an older girl standing on the side. I was shocked that there were families out there that actually lived there entire lives that way. Then I felt really bad about myself because I was still scared to walk around in my own bedroom naked. Thats the moment I decided it was definately a necessity that I try and do as the email prescribed I should try and be more open with myself. And tonight after everyone will have gone to sleep I was going to go skinny dipping. ---------------------------------------------------------- Josh: I was actually surprised to here the splash into the pool when I did. I knew that if he was going to do it he would do it soon and tonight was probably the best night. but it was near 3 o'clock and I had almost lost hope. I walked over to my window and was rewarded with completely black night. I could not see anything at all. I could however here my neighbor as he nonetoquietly threaded water in the pool. I was a little upset but in all I was very happy with myself I had gotten my first conversian, granted of course he would not start being an exhibitionist all of a sudden but I do think he will never be the same as he used to be. So shy that he would look twice out the window before he would even change his pants. Yes, I was very excited at myself and the great work I had accomplished. Maybe next time I will try for something a little more daring. Something that includes a lot more people, and a lot more nudity. I was just about to climb into bed when a light came on outside my window. It was the next doors outside flood light and it practically lit up the whole backyard like it was daylight. Immediately the nude boy in the pool stopped splashing and swam instantly for cover. I couldnt see much but I could tell that there were a pair of grey boxers sitting by the pool and a man was stepping out of a sliding glass doorway. He said something to the boy, who replied a little loudly, "Its me, Dad." I could see the mans lips moving but I couldnt really see what he said. "You mean your not mad?" I could hear the boy say as a sigh of relief left his lips and he became noticibly more relaxed. The older man left and went back inside and within a while the floodlight went back off. I could here the boy get out of the water and not too much later I saw the light in his room come on as he finally made it up the stairs. His curtain was closed but the light was peaking out from under the edges and then with out much warning, Erik whipped open the curtains and opened the window. He looked very happy. He was wearing his boxers again but I did not get a good look before the lights had turned off again. ------------------------------------------------------------ Erik: I woke up again as I had yesterday at 7 o'clock. This time however I did not care at all that the curtain was open and I did not curse myself for leaving them that way when I opened the window last night. In fact I kind of had a funny feeling knowing that in reality it didnt matter if someone was watching me or if someone saw me naked. I didnt really care. I did have a little trouble finding my undies when I looked for them. I had pulled them off, after turning off the light of course and had slept naked, it was the best sleep I had had in ages and I enjoyed every second without having to worry about my boxer bunching up and giving me a wedgie throughout the night. I did however make sure that when I did find them that I put them on under the covers so that I was not seen. I might not care about other people seeing me as much but why be ostentatious about it?