French Exchange

French Exchange 2

By Jamie

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French exchange 2

Freddy got dressed not quite understanding what had just happened and soon they headed out for the day. Tomorrow would be a school day but today it was family time for the exchange students to get to know their host families better.

So off they went, Madame Degout with Felicite, Bertrand and Freddy, in the car to visit a local Chateau and park and then a picnic lunch in the grounds. Freddy soon relaxed and enjoyed the visit and he and Bertrand had a kick-a-bout with a ball after lunch while Madame Degout and her daughter relaxed in the sunshine. The boys returned form their game for a drink and Madame Degout spoke to Freddy? “Aimes tu nager?” she asked. “Yes, I do” replied Freddy in his best French, swimming being one of his favourite pastimes back home.

Madame nodded her approval and then rapidly spoke to son and daughter gaining their agreement for something which was said too fast for Freddy to understand, but soon they were all back in the car and heading off again. After a short drive they arrived at a beauty spot adjacent to a lake which had a small ‘beach’ at one end.

A big bag was grabbed from the boot of the car and they trooped off down to the foreshore where a few others were already enjoying the sun. There were no school aged children, but some young mothers with little ones aged up to about 5 or 6.

Towels were spread out and Felicite removed her t-shirt and shorts to reveal a tight fitting bikini on underneath. She ha d a nice tan already even though it was only May. She looked gorgeous to Freddy. Then much to his surprise he turned around to see that Bertrand had also removed his t-shirt and shorts but that meant he was standing there completely naked without a care in the world.

“Allez Freddy nager” he called out indicating that Freddy too should join him and come for a dip.

Freddy just stood there open mouthed as it slowly dawned on him that they expected him to get naked again. It was clear that Madame Degout regarded him no differently to her son even though Freddy had started puberty and Bertrand hadn’t. His mind was racing, he was scared but also knew he was in their country and they were looking after him so he really should do as he was being told. Madame was smiling at him and said “don’t worry its okay” in her broken English.

So, Freddy did as he was told and soon, he too was naked. Bertrand grabbed his hand and led him running down to the foreshore and into the lake which was surprisingly not a scold as he expected. Bertrand clearly enjoyed swimming and soon they were laughing and splashing in the water which they had pretty much to themselves as all the small children were just playing by the water’s edge which had quite a large section of sand before it opened up the grassy area where they had settled.

After a while they came closer in and Freddy observed something he hadn’t noticed before. There were about a dozen or so smaller kids all playing and he noticed that the little boys were all naked and the little girls were all wearing costumes. It was clearly the practice down here he thought. But at what age can boys wear trunks?

A few of the children were trying to build sandcastles and one of the little boys looked up and saw Bertrand and called out his name. Bertrand smiled and explained, “mon petit cousin Marcel, il est 5 ans.”

He walked out of the water, beckoned Freddy to follow him and went over to where his cousin was playing with another boy and two girls. His cousin clearly wanted his help to build a castle and soon Freddy found himself building a sandcastle with the others. To his surprise he found that he was quite enjoying it and found the little ones quite charming.

Felicite came over to see what they doing and was given a big hug by Marcel who proudly showed them their creation as if it was all his own work when in reality the older boys had done most of the work. A couple of mums appeared to look at it and so Felicite introduced Freddy to them. These were relatively young women in their 20s who smiled as they were introduced to the naked teenager, who blushed profusely as they said hello.

Madame Degout joined them and one of them spoke to her,

« Nous ne voyons plus beaucoup de garçons plus âgés nus ici, je suis heureux que vous conserviez la tradition Francoise »

(We don’t get to see older boys naked much here anymore, I'm glad that you are keeping up the tradition Francoise)

Francoise (Madame Degout) smiled and said, ‘yes, it is good for boys to swim naked and Freddy does what he is told, he is a good boy. It is nice to see them playing like boys rather than young men, they grow up much to quickly nowadays.’

“You were always the traditionalist sister” laughed Marcel’s Mum, “I see Freddy unlike Bertrand is no longer a boy. He’s being very brave especially in another country”. They laughed, and Madame Degout called the boy over to meet her sister, Sophia.

She shook his hand and said in good English, “Nice to meet you Freddy, I hope you are enjoying your trip so far. You are a very handsome young man, I see.”

Freddy blushed and the ladies couldn’t help but notice the discernible twitch in his willy the comment caused.

“Are you enjoying the lake?”

“Yes, I am, it was warmer than I thought. I like swimming” he replied

“That’s good. Bertrand likes to come here a lot. Don’t worry about swimming naked, all the boys swim like this here. We think you are being very brave on your first visit.” She paused, looked around at her friends and added, “we ladies like to see nice looking boys have fun.”

There was a murmur of approval and Freddy much to his embarrassment as he felt the eyes of several younger women focus on him suddenly felt that awful feeling as his willy started to plump up and soon it was obvious to everyone it was getting bigger and moving vertically. He wasn’t quite sure what to do. Sophia smiled and said, “relax don’t worry, all is ok.”

He breathed deeply trying to control his emotions when Bertrand came over with Marcel in tow, took one look at his new friend, and said “he’s got a stiffy on mother”.

All the ladies laughed but Freddy not understanding what his friend had said, looked bemused until Bertrand waggled his own willy rapidly so that it too stood up and pointing to Freddy’s smiled, and said “now we are the same!”

The ladies clapped and laughed, and Freddy blushed from head to toe in embarrassment and really was unsure what to do next. Fortunately, Madame Degout took pity on the boy and told Bertrand to fetch a towel and soon he was able to cover himself up.

Felicite watched all this from a short distance away and smiled, “I wonder she thought. He’s definitely got hairs, that means he can shoot, bath time might be fun.” A wicked grin passed across her lips.

Soon it was time to go, Freddy and Bertrand got dressed and goodbyes were said, Sophia gave him a hug and told him,

“On Saturday the whole family is coming to ours on Saturday for lunch so we shall see you again then. Marcel loves it when Bertrand comes over. Bye bye, sweet Frederick.”

Later that evening as Freddy lay in bed, he thought about what had happened on this first full day in France. He had enjoyed himself but what was this nudity all about, why was he naked in front of all these ladies. His thoughts turned to the gorgeous Felicite in her bikini and he smiled at the memory of what she looked like, he was fascinated by her boobies as the boys at school called them, as he thought about them, he realised that he was once again sticking upright.

Oh, the difficult lot of a teenage boy in having a part of the body he can’t control.

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