James and Robbie 1 – A Stripped for Florida Story

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James and Robbie – A Stripped for Florida Story
by brhmsj, berlioz53@yahoo.com


Fifteen-year-old James’s life changes in ways he could never imagine when his father relocates the family to Florida. First, James has to leave behind his longtime best friend, Robbie. Then, in Florida, his parents decide to put James into the Stripped for Florida program. James has no choice but to accept his fate and what happens to stripped boys.


He preferred to be called James but at an early age that became Jimmy and at some point “Jimmy-James” had taken hold, much to his annoyance. However, he was stuck with it and had learned to laugh it off. Most of the time. Even his best friend Robbie called him that sometimes but James got him back with “Robbikins” which he knew Robbie hated.

James is in his bedroom in his still-new home in Florida. Like many boys and girls in Florida he is naked as his parents had him Stripped for Florida shortly after they moved to the state. James still isn’t sure how he feels about being stripped. He hadn’t been a nudist at their home in Indiana but he had never been concerned about being naked either. He’d been sleeping naked since he was twelve and, unusual for most teen boys, he was unruffled if his mother saw him without clothes. It had been no secret that he slept naked nor did his parents think it should be a secret. Mom saw the telltale stains on towels when James started masturbating regularly and shared this information with her husband. Both were pleased by their son’s development.

His situation now was something he never expected. He was getting used to life in Florida. He was getting used to being naked full time, with no exceptions, even though he didn’t always like it, especially having to be hard in front of strangers. That still was embarrassing. Enough other kids at school were stripped, and all the boys hard all day, that he didn’t feel that he stood out. Most of all, though, he missed his best buddy.


Life Before Florida

Until the move, James had lived his whole life in a small city in Indiana. In kindergarten he met Robbie and immediately they were fast friends, usually inseparable, perhaps in part because each was an only child. Their parents became friends and the two families did a lot together. For as long as they could remember when there were two-family trips the boys shared a room, sometimes even the bed. Sleepovers were regular events. As little boys the sight of each other naked when changing into pajamas, or even sometimes taking baths together, was nothing unusual and felt normal. In fact, as they got older none of this changed and the boys were surprised to learn that other kids didn’t have the same intimacy with their friends. The boys entered puberty almost simultaneously and its onset did nothing to change their attitudes towards occasionally being naked together.

The boys shared their most intimate secrets. Between that and their easy nakedness together it is no surprise that when puberty did arrive they explored its mysteries together, particularly the pleasures of masturbation. They shared techniques, talked about girls who turned them on, and usually masturbated together a few times each week. Their mutual masturbation never went as far as taking each other in hand nor, apparently, had it occurred to them to try that.

Both normal teenage boys, lifetime best friends. They were no different than other boys their age with their interests in sports, computer games, and girls. With teenage bravado they made claims about their exploits with the opposite sex but, as with all the boys their age, nothing had happened other than casual dates for movies or other events.

After the boys turned fifteen everything changed.

One evening at dinner James’s father, Ned, said he had something to discuss. James could see that his mother already knew what it was about.

“Something I never expected has happened. I’m not in the job market but the market came to me and I’ve been offered a job in Florida.” James’s face fell. He couldn’t imagine moving away. Dad saw it and continued. “I haven’t made a decision yet. It’s very tempting, I admit, but I’m not sure I like the idea of leaving here any more than you do.”

“When do they have to know?” James asked slowly.

“There’s time. We all need to give it some thought before any decisions are made. It’s only fair, though, that I tell you now.”

“Thanks, Dad,” James said, his voice betraying his discomfort with this news. Later he called Robbie, now nearly in tears. “We can’t move!” he said to his friend.

“Shit, no,” said Robbie. Over the next few days the boys talked about it a lot, both putting brave faces on the matter.

Things did develop slowly as Dad debated the new job and its attendant life change. It would be a job he knew was ideal for him, the pay offer was excellent, as were the benefits. This was home, though, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to leave it behind. He and his wife, Laura, spent time researching Florida and the area where they’d live if they did move. There were tempting aspects. There was a lot to take in when they did online research and they tended to skip over things that weren’t about home buying or information about the area where they would be living. Among the items overlooked was the webpage of Stripped for Florida.

The decision finally was made to take the job. This meant another announcement over dinner. James’s eyes welled up when Dad said he had taken the job and they soon would move to Florida. James had lived here all his life and couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. More so, he couldn’t imagine life without Robbie. He did manage not to cry.

After dinner he cammed with Robbie. Now it was Robbie’s turn to well up at the news but he didn’t cry, either. Neither boy had much to say. The next day James went over to Robbie’s where they shared their feelings. The boys had freely hugged each other since they first were friends. Today, though, they were lying on Robbie’s bed, clothed, holding each other. There were no thoughts of a masturbation session. They were truly unhappy.


Moving to Florida

The move was made early in August so that James could be fully enrolled before school stated. When he made the final goodbye with Robbie the boys did cry. It was at the airport but they were too emotional to care that people could see.

“Promise that we’ll talk every day,” Robbie said for the umpteenth time.

“Of course, silly,” James said, hoping to make them laugh. They would manage to talk just about every day.

“I love you, buddy,” Robbie said so only James could hear, unashamed at the admission.

“I love you, too,” James whispered back.

Once they were in Florida the family was busy with organizing their new house, running errands, and, when they had a few moments, meeting the neighbors. James knew that next door on one side was a family. It seemed they had a daughter but he hadn’t seen her and he couldn’t tell if there were other kids. On the other side was a young bachelor. James had a couple of glimpses of him. He looked handsome.

Something he did notice was that there seemed to be signs everywhere for “Quick Strip,” even in some of the larger stores. He didn’t have time to check it out and never got close enough to one to get a clue. He wasn’t that interested, it was just that he was seeing them everywhere.

There was something else he did notice and so far could not understand. Everywhere they went he’d see kids, boys and girls, naked. The kids didn’t seem to care and dressed people apparently accepted this nudity as normal. Most of the boys had erections, too, also apparently accepted as normal. So far James hadn’t had time to meet any neighbor kids who likely could tell him what it meant. He didn’t dare ask his parents.

His parents were curious, too, but had said nothing around James. They also felt they didn’t know anyone well enough yet to ask. That was about to change. As they were unloading the car one afternoon the couple from next door walked over to introduce themselves.

Introductions were made with Ned thanking them for breaking the ice.

“No doubt you want to learn about life in Florida,” said Dot, the wife.

“It seems there so much to learn!” said Laura. “Of course it is totally new to us. After all, it’s only been a few days and we’re so busy getting the house in order. I’m still not sure about even such basics as which are the best grocery stores.”

“Oh we can fill you in, gladly,” said Dot.

Her husband, Larry, took over. “Would you be able to come by at five for cocktails? We could help you get to know what makes Florida special and different.”

“Ah, sure,” said Ned. “It’s always good to know the neighbors!”

“Yup. We’ll leave you to your work here. See you at five,” Larry said and with that they returned home.

“Somehow it feels like ‘special and different’ is code for something,” Laura said as she and Ned continued bringing things into the house.

“Well, we’ll know after five.” With that they went about their chores.


Cocktails and What Makes Florida Different

Ned and Laura rang the bell right at five. They were ushered into a lovely home. Larry gave them a quick overview of the ground floor then everyone went into the living room where cocktails were waiting.

“I hope you like Manhattans,” said Dot. “I should have asked. If you want something else do feel free to say so.” Ned and Laura said they were quite fond of Manhattans.

The usual small talk led off the conversation. Quickly Ned and Laura learned about their new neighborhood and things about the town, including the best places to shop. It seemed like a typical middle-class town. The two couples Ned and Laura shared some of their stories as they became better acquainted. Their guests now at ease, Dot brought up another topic.

“You’ve noticed naked boys and girls here in Florida.”

“Well, yes,” said Laura uncertainly.

Dot chuckled. “We can explain it. It’s a program the State came up with some years ago in reaction, in part, to some of the Puritanical laws being passed in some states. It’s called Stripped for Florida and is for teens and pre-teens mostly. When a child is enrolled he or she has a chip put in just under the skin behind the left ear which helps monitor them. Let me tell you, it’s a big help if you’re wondering where your kids are!” That gave Laura and Ned the feeling of where this is going. Dot continued. “Yes, our kids are part of it. Our son Ken is in college out of state so he’s not required to do it except when he’s home. He is stripped until he’s twenty-one, which is the standard though some parents choose eighteen. Our daughter Elaine is your son’s age. She’s been stripped for three years and loves it.”

Larry took over. “Initially the program was suggested, not at all seriously, as a means to raise revenue, especially with tourists. Someone heard about it and began studies on it. When, some years later, it was presented to the legislature it was pretty much the complete program we have today. There were pilot programs in a couple of the counties along the water and the success was amazing! More so, the tourists loved it. That was the big surprise I think. People started to vacation only in Florida.

“The studies were conclusive in showing that the program was highly beneficial for a child’s sexual development, both boys and girls. When kids start dating and later consider marriage they have a good understanding of sex and a well-developed respect for it.”

“How old does a child have to be?” Laura asked.

“Ten and eleven are the youngest ages I’ve seen,” said Dot. Larry nodded in agreement.

“Florida now has the lowest rate of sexual misconduct in the country. An effect no one expected.”

“This is a lot to take in,” said Ned after a pause.

Dot walked over to her desk and retrieved a brochure and pamphlet. “Here, these are extras. I’m a little surprised that no one thrust any on you when you arrived. You can’t avoid them at the airports but they’re also at highway rest areas. No matter. Take your time with them so that you can read them carefully and get to understand Stripped for Florida. You’re right, it is a lot to take in. Once James is used to the idea he will love it.” James’s parents didn’t miss the assumption that they’d have their only child stripped. Just then they heard a door close.

“That’s Elaine back,” said Dot. An attractive girl, totally naked, came into the room. Introductions were made. “Their son James is your age. We hope you’ll become friends,” her mother said.

“Awesome,” said Elaine in the teen vernacular.

It was time for both families to turn their attentions to dinner. Before they left Laura asked “are you free for dinner on Friday? That will give us time to read these and, if we think it’s something we should do, you can help introduce it to James.”

“We’re free and we’d love to,” Larry said. Elaine expressed delight in getting to meet James.


James Learns About Stripped for Florida

The next day at breakfast Laura said “Jimmy-James, we’ve invited the next door neighbors for dinner on Friday. They seem to be lovely people and they have a daughter your age.”

“Oh,” was all he replied. That settled the question of a girl living there. He didn’t think he could ever be pals with a girl the way he was with Robbie. Still, it was time to meet someone his own age. Something interesting happened later that day. James was out in the yard and he was sure he’d seen a naked girl just as she slipped in the back door. Well, other kids were naked.

That night at dinner James said “The girl next door, I saw her and it looked like she was. . .” For some reason he couldn’t say the word “naked.”

“Yes, dear, she is naked,” said his mother. “It’s ok to say the word,” she said with a warm smile. “You’ll learn all about it when they’re here for dinner.”

“But when she’s here. . .”

“It’s ok, honey. Yes, she’ll be naked but it’s fine. They’ll explain everything.”

Later he cammed with Robbie and told him about the naked neighbor. “I can’t figure out this stuff. They’re not a nudist family. In fact there aren’t any naked adults here, just kids. Not even all kids. And no one thinks it’s weird!”

“Oh man, that really is weird.”

“Mom says that the girl will be naked when the family comes here for dinner on Friday. I know that’ll make me nervous.”

“Wow,” was all Robbie said. The talk turned to other things, ending with a discussion about Robbie maybe visiting before school started. “I’ll have to talk to my parents.”

“Me, too.” That set they signed off.

Friday night came a bit too fast for James. Sure enough Larry and Dot were accompanied by Elaine who was stark naked. James also couldn’t help but notice that she had no pubic hair. Otherwise she looked the way he expected a girl his age would look. Did she shave? Why would she? Introductions were made, the two sets parents expressing pleasure at meeting each other’s children, the children responding politely. Elaine was far more excited about meeting James than he was about meeting her. Still, he did his best to be a gentleman. And not to stare at either her breasts or her public area.

Much of dinner was spent with explanations of the Stripped for Florida program in great detail. Ned and Laura had read the material and were getting the idea but this was most helpful. Much of it, though, was for James’s benefit. He felt overwhelmed. As he tried to clear his head he realized that the adults were talking about him as if the decision for him to be stripped had already been made. All this with a naked teenage girl sitting near him. As he listened his feeling was that while it’s nice to be naked, but there are limits.

There was a break before dessert. James asked to be excused and went up to his room. He needed to be alone. About five minutes later he heard a tap on his door and “It’s Elaine.”

“Please go away. I’ll be back down.” Elaine let herself in. “Please, I need some privacy. You can’t just walk in.”

“One thing you’ll learn is that privacy is different for some kids here in Florida.” She didn’t explain but went ahead and sat on his bed as if she belonged there. James was torn. He wanted to be alone but Elaine was attractive. And naked. “I’m here to help you, Jimmy-James.”

He bristled. “Please don’t call me that.” He didn’t like the grin she gave him.

“You’ll hear that a lot when you’ve been stripped. I get called Ellie, which I hate. It’s all part of stripped life.”

“I don’t think I want to be stripped.”

“Well ultimately it won’t be your decision. That’s one of the rules.”

“So you never get clothes?”

“Only when we go out of state. It really feels good and freeing not to have clothes on. I bet you sleep nude already.” James blushed. “Yes, of course you do.” She continued. “Mom and Dad didn’t mention it but there is one thing that makes SFF special for boys. You get a daily pill which makes you rock hard all day.” Her frankness and language were very disconcerting. “You can cum over and over. People will want to get their hands on your hard cock. You’ll love it.”

“Um, I don’t want people seeing me hard.”

“Now, now, Jimmy-James, it’s not so bad.” James scowled at her using that name again. “Most kids start by being naked at home for a few days which helps them get used to it. You should start that and I hope your parents get you to. You’ll love it.” She kept saying that he’d love it but he wasn’t so sure. “Shall we start now?”

“What?”

“Getting stripped, silly boy. It’s so easy.” She stood and walked over to where James was seated. “We start with this.” She unbuttoned his shirt. He was too startled to resist. She eased him out of his shirt, letting her fingers lightly rub his skin as she did. He had to admit that it felt good.

“See? That wasn’t so difficult.”

“I think that’s enough for now.”

She laughed. “You really are the silly boy, Jimmy-James.” A few more of those lines would really get on his nerves. As she was saying that she was bent over, sliding his socks off; he rarely wore shoes in the house. “Oh look, what pretty feet you have! You don’t want to hide them.”

“OK, I won’t hide them. That’s enough.” In spite of himself he was getting hard. He hadn’t gotten off since his morning wank. He hoped she didn’t see the bulge in his shorts.

Whew! She went back to the bed. She lay back so that he had a view right up her genitals. He gulped.

“Like that? You see these all the time already and when you’re stripped you can play with them.” She put her hand down and began to play with herself.

“Please! Do you have to do that?”

“This is nothing, Jimmy-James!” She walked back over to him and put her hands on his shoulders. She gently stroked his shoulders and arms. Her breasts were right in his face. Panic seemed to be setting in. Her hands roamed down his chest, her fingernails tracing patterns on his torso. James was in a trance but very aware of how hard he was! He couldn’t tell when she’d started but he knew that now she was undoing his belt. He wanted to resist but couldn’t.

“This needs to be released.” Her hand was on his erection. “So mean to keep a nice erect penis stuffed in pants.” She helped him stand, undid his zipper and soon his pants and briefs were down at his ankles. She bent over and made him step out of them.

“See how easy it is to get started on being stripped. Time to go downstairs and show everyone.”

James woke up. “No! I can’t be hard in front of my mother and your parents!” He pulled away from her.

“Now, now, don’t be shy. Everyone will be seeing you this way all the time very soon.” She was surprisingly strong as she took him by the arm and led him downstairs. The adults were in the living room. “Look who’s stripped,” she said proudly as she led him in. James was blushing deep red in embarrassment, shame, and humiliation. He wanted to cry.

“Oh look! He’s lovely!” said Dot. “Very handsome,” Larry added. Ned said nothing but his pride was showing. James had nothing to be embarrassed about, his hard penis was something any dad would be proud of seeing on a son. He became aware that Mom was congratulating him. “See, honey? There’s nothing to worry about.”

It was all a haze. Suddenly they were back in the dining room having dessert. His erection was receding for the moment. After dinner the adults went back to the living room but Elaine led James back to his room.

“I’m not supposed to do this until you’re stripped but I won’t tell if you won’t. Lie down Jimmy-James.” It wasn’t worth asking her to stop. He did lie down. She sat on the bed next to him, quickly and expertly got him hard again, and gave him his first-ever hand job. The adults downstairs could hear his groans as he had his orgasm, his strongest ever. They all grinned. Ned and Laura had been strongly considering stripping James. What they saw and heard today made them complete converts.

“Now wasn’t that wonderful?” Elaine asked James. “You can have this all the time when you’re stripped.” She went to the bathroom and returned with a warm damp face cloth and gently cleaned him. “I think you need to sleep, little boy.” Where did she get off calling him “little boy?” They were the same age! She was right about sleep. Before she left the room he was asleep.

She returned to the living room. Her parents were congratulating James’s parents.

“Thank you,” Laura said to Elaine. “We never could have convinced him but you knew how.”

“I’ve done it before. Trust me, he’ll love it.”

Not much later Elaine and her parents took their leave. Now alone Ned and Laura talked about a schedule for getting James stripped.


To be continued