By Mr. S-K
Copyright 2024 by Mr. S-K, all rights reserved
[943 words]
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
I was 10 years old when this happened. Mom took us to the beach to
enjoy a very hot day. Me and my little brother, who was 5 at the time,
went to swim, build sandcastles, and so much more. It was a lot of fun.
When it started getting dark, mom took us to the open showers near the
parking lot. She bathed my brother first, and took off his swimming
suit before washing him. He was still a little boy, so it was not a
problem, and no one cared.
Then, she called me. I entered the
water, but she told me I had to wash well, as I had played a lot. I
didn’t understand what she meant until she came behind me and yanked
down my suit. She completed her sentence, saying that I needed to clean
those parts well, as they often get full of sand.
Since it was
only us at the showers, I didn’t mind so much. It was even liberating,
as the chill wind touched the bits that are usually hidden.
But then, my brother decided to run towards the beach again. Without
thinking, me and mom went running towards him. When I was already in
the middle of the beach, I remembered that I was completely naked. I
kept on running towards my brother, but now using a hand to cover my
willy.
I could hear a little girl talking to her mother about
it. She said something like “look, mom, that boy is naked!”; the mom
then answered “it’s ok, dear, for little kids to be naked at the beach,
especially boys”.
It felt weird to be called a little boy, and
that made me feel bad. But mom grabbed my brother, and we went back
towards the shower. But now there was a long line waiting to use it. My
clothes were still there, and I couldn’t go and reach them, so I had to
wait in the line covering myself.
To pass the time, mom
started playing some little games with us, like rock-paper-scissors or
‘guess the word’. I soon forgot my embarrassment and felt just like a
kid again. It was fun.
There were some other kids waiting
behind us too: two boys and one girl, all closer to my brother’s age
than to mine. Their mom commented on how my mom let us be naked, and
she told her how it just made it all easier to clean. Their mom then
had an idea: undress her kids in the line and start cleaning them
there. None of them seemed to care; only the girl tried to cover, but
soon stopped too.
Soon enough, many families followed suit,
and we had a little army of naked kids. I was the older one, most were
much younger. We played with each other while we waited, and got sad
when one or two of our friends had to go to the shower.
That
was when my luck turned around. After a few minutes, a friend of mine
from school showed up: a pretty girl who I had a crush on. I had just
started to care about girls, and she was the prettiest in class.
Her parents saw the situation with the kids, and told her to undress
too. She told them she was not a little kid, and then her father
pointed at me and said “if he is still a kid that can play naked, you
can too. I won’t stay here listening to you whine”. So she turned
around and took off her suit.
I stopped playing and started
looking at her. She was wearing a one-piece, and when she took it off,
she covered her almost non-existent breasts and her almost hairless
lady-parts with her hands. She had just started developing. She then
reluctantly came close to the other kids, and I instinctively started
hiding my penis with my hands.
We both moved away from the
game, embarrassed from each other, and tried to focus on watching the
younger kids play to distract ourselves. We made some comments on the
game independently, and soon we started making the same comments. We
seemed to have some sort of connection.
That’s when something
happened in the kids game and we both cheered. For cheering, we ended
up raising our hands, and both ended up seeing the other one’s body.
Seeing the girl I had a crush on naked like that gave me a sudden
reaction – a “growing” reaction – and I hid it with my hands.
Naturally she noticed, and said “well, I thought you had a crush on me,
but now I am completely sure”. She then laughed, and told me not to
worry about it; this would become our little secret.
She asked
to see it once more, and I reluctantly showed her. She was puzzled to
notice that, when hard, it wasn’t all covered with skin, like the
little kids, but showed a little bit of the glans. But after a few
seconds I covered it again. She responded to it by moving her hands for
a few seconds, and letting me see her too.
I knew Mom would
call me soon, so I started to think about other things, and my erection
faded. Right after that, it was our turn to use the showers. Mom called
me, and we went to use it, and then home.
The next day, at
school, I went to talk to my friend. We ended up becoming very close
friends, and then she became my first girlfriend. I must say that this
was a very interesting bonding moment, and truly our secret.