Yes, I was young once, my parents went out to work and often when I came home from school my older brother was there, I was around 13 years old and my body came of interest to me, okay my hormones were all over the place but besides that. I found I could never be on my own at home, so during the summer I used to go for long walks, near where I lived were old pit areas which had been filled with water many years before I was born. The water was mainly surrounded by woodland area, it was very difficult to access. One day I can't say why, because I don't know, I carefully strayed from the pathway through the wooded area to a very small beach like space. The sun had bee out all morning and it was around 12 noon, feeling quite hot I sat down and leant against a tree and closed my eyes for a moment, sweat started to trickle down my brow. The next thing I found myself doing was taking my top off, then my shorts and underwear feeling a bit vulnerable I looked around and as nobody was watching stepped into the coolish water. It felt like heaven, the silky water slowly encapsulated my body as I immersed myself up to my neck. I have never been a strong swimmer, not only that my clothes were in a pile on the shore. I swam out about twenty feet or so and then flooded like an otter allowing my genitals to break the surface of the water with my toes and chest. It was only fear of being seen from around the edges of the water on the other side that I decided to reluctantly go back to shore. This sort of created another dilemma which was how was I going to get dried I had no towel with me. I hadn't planned on going anywhere near the water. There was nothing else to do I lent against the tree facing the Sun and water, hidden from the pathway and soaking wet I sat in the Sun and slowly as the water evaporated from my body closed my eyes and fell asleep. Upon waking I could see there was an older gentleman standing to looking at me, startled I started to put my underwear back on. He spoke, "I won't hurt you'. I dressed and left the area walking quite quickly towards home, ensuring that he was not following me. It didn't put me off being naked in public, I just ensured when I got to my mid-twenties I joined a naturist club, it's difficult being a single member of a club when so many are couples, it's as if I am seen as some sort of danger. Sad society thinks that. This might sound like a story, but I assure you it is totally true.
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Youth of Yesterday
Published Dec 13, 2017
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