Found on the Web: Reports of Forced Nudity

Found on the Web: Reports of Forced Nudity - Archive 3 - Part 6

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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.

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Found on the Web: Reports of Forced Nudity – Archive 3

Part 6

Compiled by Editor_N

Note: if you have not already read part 1 of this archive/series, it is recommended that you at least read the introduction to part 1 (at the top of the page) before reading this part, as the introduction provides context and explains the format.

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FN 2022

When I was nine I attended a swimming contest with my family where my big brother was competing. All the swimmers were naked. My bother was fifteen, and the other boys were around the same age. Everyone acted like it was normal.

-----question from a reader:

You mean that no one, including young girls, were impressed by seeing 15 year old boys swimming naked?

What about you, how did you feel at that age seeing all those teen boys naked?

-----reply by original poser

I don't remember much about other young girls except for a cousin and my sister. I was only nine and was only there because my family took me along with my sister, who was seventeen. My father and mother were there, and so were my aunt and uncle, my two cousins, and my grandmother. My cousins were a girl who was twelve, who loved it (in ways I didn't understand), whereas I thought it was funny, and a boy cousin, who was the same age as my brother. My boy cousin was mortified. He was VERY upset. We traveled in two cars and went to the same home afterwards, so I was able to hear part of the upset. My cousin was totally freaked out that his two female cousins (including me), his sister, his mother and my mother, plus his grandmother, were able to see other boys, including his cousin, who were his age, completely naked, and they were alright with it, and thought it was nice, yet if he took his clothes off they'd be shocked and he'd be reprimanded. It was a double standard. That may be why we, as a family, never went to any more of the swimming events. At least they never took me to any more.

-----more by original poster:

My brother was the swimmer. My cousin was the one who was traumatized. My brother didn't seem to mind either his older sister or his baby sister (me) seeing him in his birthday suit. All the swimmers were "proud," as my brother explained to me years later, when I asked him about it, that they, as athletes, thought being nude was manly, and they liked the idea of being manly.

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MN 2022

I went to a private boys only school with a pool in the UK till age 13.

The rule was that we had to take swim lessons in the nude.

The swim instructor and her assistant were both female and we regularly had swim galas, which was a sort of swim competitions between us boys in front of family members and guests, which included sisters of the boys, also in the nude.

There was some embarrassment among us boys being naked in front of all those girls from younger to older or same age.

One could tell that the younger girls especially were excited at seeing us naked and back at home some of these girls we knew would tease us about having seen us all naked.

This was very common in private and boarding schools with pools that boys had to swim naked.

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UN 2023

One thing that has not been mentioned is having towel boys or girls at swim meets. We had two boys and two girls most often from the grade just under the grade needed to be on the team (6th grade usually) The girl wore shorts and a blouse. The boys were naked like the boys on the team. Since they were not in the water, they were actually more exposed to the audience than the swimmers More so since the dry towels were on a cart in front of the stands so when they came over to get a towel, they were facing the stands. A couple of boys often waved hi to their mom and brothers and sisters who were in the stands, and they did not care in the least that when they waved, all the girls watching could see their penis swinging back and forth too.

They would be great team members when they grew later on as they too did not care who saw them naked.

-----more by original poster:

This only happened for a year or two. I think the coaches saw potential in them and wanted them to get use to the team in case they were on the team the next year. They did get to practice sometimes during practice. I had once thought they wanted the girls to see the nude boys but if that was the case, they could have just come to the swim meets because some 1st graders were there with a parent and siblings.

It did not really work out that well so it was stopped and the team memebers just went up to the cart themselves which meant us older boys would be more exposed to those in the stands, especially ones in the first row nearest the cart. For some reason, it was mostly the girl that sat in those areas. I wonder why.

It was an experiment that did not work as well as they thought it would.

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FN 2023

That reminds me of how I felt the first time I ever saw a penis. I was 6 or 7 and took lessons at a High School pool. They had it co educational where the boys all swam in the nude.

We were all like 6 years old and it was funny seeing them with a tube sticking out like that. I couldn't stop staring and was totally confused.

I asked my mom why the boys was different from ours and she explained that boys were different there than girls

I guess other girls said something because in our next lesson our instructor was joined by a teacher who proceeded to tell us a little bit about the boys different parts.

I guess some boys were older and they got erections while the teacher talked to everyone and I got to watch one of their penises get hard! It was so exciting for me and I told my mom all about watching it grow. LOL!

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MN 2023; this post is slightly suspicious - might be enhanced by the fantasist. It was followed by another long, salacious post that is definitely the work of the fantasist, who used a mis-spelling of the name of the author of this post. That bogus followup is not included here.

I took swim lessons and swam competitively with the American Red Cross. Both were co-ed and both involved boys who swam nude with the girls wearing swimsuits.

This happened in Southern Minnesota in 1962 through 1966. We used High School pools to compete with other communities in our area.

There were spectators, usually friends and family. It wasn't unusual to see 3 or 4 girls in their early teens in attendance as well. We were seen full frontal by the spectators and it was accepted in all the communities.

We had practices in those High School pools which were closed to the public. It was a more casual atmosphere but also more sexually charged. A lot of time was spent out of the water and the girls would mingle, naturally curious, wanting to see us nude.

Conversations about our nudity would pop up and so would our penises as the girls would put us on the spot seeing us nude.

We would erect and it was understood that boys would occationally pop a boner allowing the girls to relish the moment as it occured.

Their smiles would stretch ear to ear as they experienced our erection. It was awkward knowing the girls could see up as we grew. It was no secret as the girls gathered to watch and see the end result, a full erection!

It was understood that these would happen but for the most part, the girls brought these on and were the entire reason for them occuring.

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FN 2023

I was a swimmer in 7th and 8th graders. It was 1964 and 65 and I lived in Iowa. Boys in Junior High did swim nude as we swam in bathing suits.

Our suits were provided by the school and the boys simply swam nude. Much of Iowa is rural and where we lived was no exception to this fact.

It was a great time to be a part of the swimming program at our school getting to see boys in the nude and watch them react to our presence. There was teasing at practices but it was very serious at meets, we had to be on our best behavior.

The reason I'm posting is to argue the point of nude boys swimming in competitions in front of girls and women! Those of you who choose not to believe this happened can believe what they want. I will not be able to change your minds. You have your beliefs and so be it. I just hope to reassure those who do believe this that it did happen and I was a part of such conditions imposed on Junior High boys.

Those who do not believe obviously lived in a part of our country where this did not happen or were too young to be a part of those conditions. It was not considered by adults a sexual thing and the boys were made to obey or face the consequences. It's not like today where there are governmental departments that prevent such things. It was done the same way for generations and for the most part it was accepted by all.

My children didn't live through this as they were swimming in the 80's and this practice was no longer accepted. This was after America changed it's morality and became prudish about having the boys in the nude.

What I'm trying to say is those who choose not to believe will never believe it and those of us who lived it will never change their minds. It is a mute point to attempt and simply allow them to feel the way they do! We are all entitled our opinions and you will never convince someone to change their opinion if they don't choose to do so themselves.

----- follow-up by original poster

It was Pocahontas County School. We were a K to 12th grade school.

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FN 2023

I swam dressed in a one piece suits with boys swimming nude on a school sponsored team. We never had a "towel boy" or a "towel girl" on our team..

I lived in a small town near Green Bay, Wisconsin and only had 7 boys and 5 girls on our team. Extras like "towel boys" or "towel girls" were not needed. If memory serves me correctly I don't ever remember seeing any team we swam against having those individuals the entire time I swam.

Don't get me wrong, they could have had such luxuries at larger schools but we did not!

-----followup by same poster

It was grades 6, 7 and 8. I would say between 11 and 13. In Sr. High the boys wore trunks. I'm guessing it was because the boys were into puberty by then and the School Board didn't want it to become an issue!

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MN 2023

I was one of those boys - well at least at the jr high (12-14) level and it was just the way things were. But at the time it was not viewed as sexual, at least not on the surface. A lot of boys were definitely embarrassed to be seen naked especially by girls we knew but we sort of comforted ourselves by thinking, oh girls arent like us, they don't get off looking at our dicks. We would have been way more mortified if we realized that it was a sexual thrill, at least for some of them.

Just my opinion.

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FN 2023

I was around the same age as Eileen. There were a bunch of us who had older brothers and had been brought along by our parents. What stands out in my mind are three things: Their private parts jiggled when they walked which surprised me, the younger boys were shorter than their mothers and were self conscious and shy, in contrast the older boys were taller than their mothers and were confident and proud. All the boys had pubic hair and were developed but the older boys had the biggest penises.

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MN 2023

I was a swimmer in the late 60s and yes, I did swam nude with a girls team present.

I struggled for about a month getting used to them being there to see me nude while swimming. It soon became routine and I faired much better after that!

We were only nude poolside and in the locker room. I never remember a boy riding back from a meet nude and exposed to female teammates.

The girls did look at our parts and showed interest in what they saw, but mostly at practices. It was all business at the meets in front of people in the stands!

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FN 2023

My daughter was in a swim program like you describe. She started at 11 and came home the first day and was excited because the boys were swimming without suits on. I tried to not over react and decided I would go watch the practice.

It was true. There were boys there of all ages swimming completely naked. I have to confess I wasn’t disdapppointef by the scene but wanted to talk to the coach. She assured me the boys were not allowed to touch the girls ever. That my daughter was in a complete safe environment.

It was true. The more often o came to watch I could see the boys were very obedience and the girls didn’t have anything to be nervous about. They could freely touch the boys in a casual way and it was fine. The boys did get very aroused at times but nothing would happen.

It was good for my daughter. She became very relaxed around boys and I watched her as she casually would touch boys butts or penises. They were all conditioned to handle the girls touching them.

-----questions to poster:

you say the boys were of all ages. Did this include fully grown older teenagers? You must have been tempted to grab some dicks yourself. Did you find one, or certain of the older boys, to be especially pleasing to the eye? I ask these questions because there is nothing wrong with a woman enjoying the sight of the penis and balls and behind of a cute teenage boy. There should be no stigma attached to these feelings.

-----reply by original poster:

Yes there were boys of various ages from young to late teens. There were several boys in the 16-17 year range that were quite attractive. One was quite pleasing to watch. He would often climb out of the water fully aroused and walk around the pool completely oblivious to raging manhood on complete display. The coach would always make comments to him as she stood very close to him so that her body would press up against his erection while her hand would run up and down in his butt cheek.

I would get aroused a bit myself watching her work with him like that. I would move down on the bleachers to get closer to see the action up close when I could.

I’ve always felt a little guilty that I enjoyed going to my daughters practices to watch the boys instead of my daughter. Thank you for not being judgmental in your comments.

We did have a pool at home for my daughter. I was chatting with the coach one day and it came up that I myself wasn’t a good swimmer. The boy I spoke of above cane over and she suggested he could give me some swim lessons if I was interested. I almost started shaking I was so excited as he stood there next to her smiling. He said he could stop by after their practice session ended any day it was convenient.

As it turned out, my daughter had a friend she hung around with that had a pool, so I arranged for her to go her house after practice when I was getting a swimming lesson. I’m bad I know.

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FN 2023

This is so relatable, I used to do cheerleading for our schools' sports team from middle school all the way up to my last year of high school. I feel as though the outfits got more modest as we got older and people began to be more prudish. In middle school for example we wore miniskirts over a leotard, and the skirts did NOT work to cover anything with how mini thet really were, just standing still they went down to a little over where the booty begins, and even the faintest gust of wind and you'd essentially flash everyone.

We did receive both complaints about being distracting and concerns about being overly sexualized. We didn't care, our sports teams did not care (mixed gender btw) and honestly why should we? We changed in the same changing room afterwards so there was nothing they could see out on the field that they didn't already see in the showers. Besides I don't think we distracted them as much out there as we did in the showers (not a very huge shower area) as we would have to cram together in there and share showers or it would take an eternity to get done. Sure, there were a lot of hardons and staring but most of us took that as a compliment, and it's not like we didn't stare back or cop a feel, horny teenagers are horny teenagers after all, no matter what gender. Sure it could be awkward if one of the girls started french kissing or jerking a boy off, but that was not exactly a too common sight. And if we ever felt genuinely creeped out or threatened there were always two balls we could go to town on.

High school however was different, new school meant new culture and new facilities. We received a separate changing room, extremely boring outfits and practice hours were significantly lower than middle school. The miniskirt became one that reaches to just over the knees, and the leotard was switched for a jersey and spandex shorts. I overweighed dropping out a couple of times as the excitement and team spirit just wasn't there but ultimayely stuck through until the end hoping it'd get better. A few weeks in my second year the girls changing room was closed due to them finding mold and having to sanitize it. While this did mean showering with the guys it just wasn't the same. They'd cover up and/or shower in a booth instead. All of the girls, me included, would just wait until they were finished instead of joining them. High school sucked.

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FN 2023

Back in the early 60s I was one of those 9 year olds that some have mentioned were very eager to watch boys swim meets. I was very curious much more than sexually excited at that time. Our neighbor had a boy that swam on a team and she invited my mom to go watch and I got to tag along. It amazed me getting to see the boys swim naked right in front of us naked along with girls that wore suits. The boys were around 16 down to about 12-13. So we got to see a lot of boys.

I loved watching them and seeing how they reacted around the bleachers by us. But it was after the meet was over that I loved the most. Everyone crowded around the swimmers - girls and boys - talking and congratulating them. I would try to find an older boy that had a large crowd around him and get up as close as I could. There were alway a lot of girls and ladies crowded around and pressing up close to the swimmer so I could get up close and touch them without anyone noticing or paying attention. A lot of times I got up so close I could smell the chlorine on their skin. Most of the time they were so busy talking they wouldn’t notice if I touched them lightly fealing their smooth butts or more.

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MN 2023; the text below was captured from voy.com, but a version of the story below also appears on lushstories.com ("Swim Meet with Happy Ending") in the cfnm section. It is claimed there that the story is true, but that is questionable. True or not, you might enjoy the story.

In 1962, I was on the swim team in my high school. I was a Junior, and I was a very good swimmer. Boys’ swimming at that time was nude, all across the country. Swimming in gym class was nude for boys, and so was swim team practice. It was a little odd to be nude during swim meets, when mothers, sisters and friends filled the bleachers above the pool, but it wasn’t crazy, like it would be today. Swimmers who were a little overweight (there weren’t many) may have been a bit embarrassed, but kids like me weren’t embarrassed at all. I had a slim build, but I had some muscle in my arms and legs, and I was proud of how I looked. I was often complemented on my looks, so I felt confident. When I was competing in a swim meet, I was mostly concerned about my speed. If I didn’t win, I at least wanted to be close to winning.

Before the first swim meet, our coach gave us a couple of rules regarding our behavior. He told us that we could, and should, say hello to our families in the bleachers after the meet. The reason this was important is because spectators paid a dollar to get in, and this was money that we needed. If we made our “customers” feel welcome and happy, they would come back. The other thing we were supposed to do is avoid making our friends and family feel awkward about our nudity. He told us that we shouldn’t cover our private parts with our hands, because that would tell our families that we felt embarrassed, and make them uncomfortable. We should instead just act like we don’t care, and he told us that we shouldn’t care because we were handsome young men. He also said that if we started to get an erection, we should recite the pledge of allegiance to ourselves, and our erection would disappear. “It works every time,” he said. One more thing he mentioned was that sometimes spectators may give you a slap in the behind, or get a little bit too “touchy”. “In the past,” he said, “we’ve had people slap boys’ penises, or even grab them.” He said that if that happens, we shouldn’t over-react. “Don’t get angry, don’t yell, just smile at them. They are our customers,” he said.

By the end of my sophomore year, I had several people slap my butt while I was walking by spectators. I just followed the coach’s instructions and gave those people a quick smile, which seemed to work. One time during my sophomore year, I was making my way through the stands after visiting my auntie, and an older gentleman asked me if I was part elephant. He said, “That thing swings back and forth like an elephant trunk. You must be part elephant.” Then, he gave my penis a little “swing” to one side, pushing it with his fingers, causing it to swing back and forth. “Yep, part elephant,” he said. Again, I just smiled at him. Nowadays, nobody would do these things, but back then it was common to slap butts and such. The rules were different. For the most part, though, people left my penis alone.

That was all just the introduction. Here’s my big story. One day, after a swim meet, I was about to head into the locker room, because I didn’t see any of my friends or family in the bleachers. I double checked the bleachers to make sure, and then I did see a mother and her daughter waving at me. Looking closer, I could see that it was Elenor Carlson, a lady from my church. She motioned with her hand for me to go and talk to her.

I hopped up the steps, and Mrs. Carlson smiled and said hello to me. She stood up and put her arms up, signaling that she wanted a hug, and she said, “I don’t care if you’re wet, I need to give you a hug. I used to babysit you when you were little, you know.” I gave her a hug, and then she proceeded to update me on everything that’s going on in church. I didn’t feel at all embarrassed about being nude, but I was careful to follow the coaches instructions to not cover my privates with my hands. There was a railing right there, so I leaned against it, and held it with my hands as she talked.

“Do you know about Mr. Nelson?” She asked. “He was feeling sick the other day, and he ended up going to the doctor. Well, it turns out that he has a hernia.” She talked on and on. While she was talking, her daughter, Maryann, walked over and stood right next to me. I’m not sure how old she was, but she was quite young. She was a “wild child” in church. She was about 2 feet shorter than me. Her head was about the level of my abs. I wasn’t even looking at her, because I was taught to look at the person who is talking to me, but it seemed like Maryann was up to something.

While I was standing there listening, I felt Maryann’s cold little fingers slowly moving down the side of my body, then back up, then down again and up again. It tickled a bit, but I ignored it, trying to be polite to Mrs. Carlson. “You look like Tarzan,” I heard Maryann say, softly. I just ignored her and tried my best to engage in conversation with her mother. Her mother just kept talking, and I couldn’t even get a word in edgewise. All I could do was say things like “oh, really?” “That’s too bad” “That’s good” etc.

Maryann touching me didn’t seem to bother Mrs. Carlson. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if she even noticed, at first. Then, Maryann went a step further, she started playing with my penis. She started pushing it up and down, making it bounce. Of course it started growing. I didn’t look down at it to see if it was growing, but I could feel it. I maintained my focus on Mrs. Carlson. Then, Maryann started rubbing it softly with her fingers. It felt great, but it was really getting hard now, which was embarrassing.

Finally, Mrs. Carlson said something. “Maryann,” she said, “Did you ask Kurt if you could touch him down there?” Mrs. Carlson turned and looked at me. “I’m sorry,” she said, “Maryann is very curious about boys. She asked me earlier if it would be ok to touch a boy, and I told her that she would have to ask the boy. Apparently she wasn’t listening to me. Red heads don’t listen too well, you know.

“Is it ok if I touch you?” Maryann asked.

“Well,” I replied, “the only problem is that the coach doesn’t want us to get erections in front of the spectators, and as you can see…”

“I’m not sure if you noticed,” Mrs. Carlson interrupted, “but we’re the only ones left in here, so I don’t think your erection will bother anybody, but it’s up to you. I think it’s a good opportunity for Maryann to finally satisfy her curiosity, but only with your permission, of course.”

“Oh… well… I guess it’s ok then. You can continue updating me on things, Mrs. Carlson,” I said, trying to make it all seem like no big deal. Of course it was a big deal. Nobody had ever played with my penis for such a long time, and it felt like heaven. At that point, I was willing to stand there and listen to Mrs. Carlson talk for as long as she wanted to. And she did.

She talked on and on for several minutes. Meanwhile, Maryann was softly swirling her fingers around my penis. There must have been some pre-cum dripping out, because Maryann got some on her finger and rubbed it around my penis, stroking back and forth under the shaft. I knew I was fully erect at that point, but nobody else was around, and Mrs. Carlson didn’t seem to mind. She could have told Maryann to stop, but she didn’t, so I felt like she was okay with it.

“So, then we thought we might have to get a whole new set of hymnals for the entire church, which would cost hundreds of dollars. I didn’t think that was a good idea…” She went on and on. As she spoke, I could feel my heart beating harder and harder. My breathing was getting heavy, and I was trying to hide it. Maryann then leaned up against my side and put her left arm around my waist. She would run her left hand up and down my body, softly tickling me. With her right hand, she continued to play with my erect penis. After a while, I started to lose focus on what Mrs. Carlson was saying to me. I was so aroused, I was losing my mind. It finally occurred to me that I needed to stop Maryann from playing with me, or I was going to have an embarrassing orgasm right then and there. I could hear Mrs. Carlson talking, but her words were just noise. It was like being in a dream with someone talking in the distance. I was waiting for Mrs. Carlson to stop talking, because I wanted to tell Maryann that I needed a break. Mrs. Carlson wouldn’t stop talking, and I was getting closer to the point of no return.

Then it happened. I was past the point of no return. Suddenly, I felt my stomach muscles tighten. I grabbed the railing tightly, and my body began to convulse and thrust as I squirted out stream after stream of cum. “Sorry! I’m so sorry!” I cried as I began to realize what just happened. “I was going to tell her to stop, but I didn’t want to interrupt you!” I said.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, sweetheart,” she said. “The janitors will take care of this mess.”

“It was so rude. I’m sorry. I’m so embarrassed,” I said apologetically.

“You couldn’t help it, Kurt. It’s totally natural. Don’t worry about it. In fact, our last pastor said that after boys have orgasms, they are much better at staying focused on whatever the Lord wants them to do.”

“More is coming,” Maryann said, and she squeezed my penis to watch more of it ooze out. With her hand full of semen, she started squeezing and stroking me some more. I shuddered and shivered.

“Ok, please stop,” I said, jerking my body back from her hand. My penis was very sensitive at that time and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“We’ll, you had better go to the showers before they lock up,” Mrs. Carlson said. “Also, I thought of something while we were standing here. What do you think about giving Maryann a few swimming lessons? I would pay you for it. We have a small swimming pool in our yard, and I think it’s big enough for you to show Maryann some basic swimming strokes.”

“Ummm… I think that could work,” I said, “depending on when it is.”

“Great. Are Saturdays good for you? My husband and I would love to drive into town to do some shopping. You could be at the house with the girls (Maryann and her sister), and we would pay you double, for babysitting and giving swimming lessons. You have my number in the church directory, so give me a call soon, and we’ll figure out a good time for a few lessons. Do you like that idea, Maryann?”

“Yes!” Maryann reacted with excitement. She turned her head toward me, looked straight up at me and smiled. “That sounds like a LOT of fun.”

It did sound like fun. “I’ll give you a call. Thank you Mrs. Carlson. See you soon, Maryann!”

Maryann just stared at me and smiled.

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FN 2023

When I went to high school in a very small town, we had sports physicals once a year in our gym. The girls and boys went at the same time. We had our checks on one end of the gym and they put up screens for us but the boys were by the gym entrance but they didn’t bother with screens for them.

They had to wait online in underwear and then strip off before they went to the nurses station. Without putting anything on they moved to a doctors station that had an exam table. After we finished our exams, we could go sit on the bleachers and watch the boys being examined. It was so much fun seeing them stripped naked and watching them be examined right only about 10 feet away.

I’m sure they must have been embarrassed but they went through it as they were expected to do.

-----more by same poster:

yes it was an amazing experience for us girls that went out for sports. Back in the mid 70s there weren’t as many girls playing sports. I was on our track team. There were a lot more boys but it was a small rural school in AL. We were 5A so it was a small school for sure.

Yes I got to see many boys that played sports of some sort. It was quite a treat to sit up close and see them being examined. Most of the boys were circumcised and were all different sizes and shapes. I remember watching their butts almost as much. Ha! So many cute butts.

After my first year I always tried to get there early to get my exam over so I could go hang out with the girls on the bleachers to watch. It only happened once a year so we didn’t want to miss anything. The female teachers seemed to love volunteering as helpers to guide the boys through the line. They had up close and personal views for sure.

Yes we did talk about the boys and do comparisons. There were also some of our female teachers in the bleachers too and I often heard them making comments too. They always commented about boys that were aroused.

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MN 2023; from the UK

When I was at school in the 80s we used to do mixed swimming lessons, but we were all always dressed in swimming costumes both boys and girls. Then one time when we were about 10 the swimming teacher and our class teacher who were both women, said they were going to do something different today and said the boys are going to do today's class nude and told us to take our trunks off so we did slowly, some of the boys protested especially one I remember but I remember the teacher saying oh Paul be quiet and take your pants off and he did in the end, then we were told to line up and the girls were told to go along the line and take a look at our penises and they did all come along the line inspecting our willies I remember being a bit embarrassed because they were laughing and deciding with each other which one they liked the best, then we had to do the whole class nude, and at the end of the class we were told to line up again and the girls were told to inspect us all again again lots of laughing and finger pointing and deciding which one they prefered, then it was all over and it never happened again in any other swimming class, although I remember in the following weeks class we didn't know what was going to happen and we were nervous, and I remember some of the girls asking the teacher if the boys were going to be nude again and they were quite disappointed when they found out we weren't meaning that they must of enjoyed it the week before, although some of the girls tried to pull down our trunks while we were in the water but we didn't let them. It was strange because unlike other stories on here the girls were actively encouraged to look at our penises and laugh and examine us but it only happened once I still remember it vividly and it is true it's not made up

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MN 2023

I grew up across the street from a Catholic all-women’s college back in the 1970’s. When I was 11 they started giving swimming lessons to kids. The classes were boys and girls 10 to 12 years old. The class had maybe eight girls and six boys. I knew three of the girls and one of the boys from the neighborhood.

Before the class started, they had all of us line up for what the instructors (all college-age women) would be a brief physical. The nurse did all the girls first and the exam was nothing more than listening to their heart and lungs. The girls kept their swimsuits on, of course.

When the first boy came up, the nurse told him to take his swim trunks off! He, and the rest of us were shocked! He resisted, saying the girls were there (this took place in the pool area) and they didn’t have to take their suits off, etc. The instructor in charge, a nun, told him and the rest of us that if we didn’t cooperate, we would not be allowed to swim. She said the exam was required by the health department and even she had no say in the matter. One of the boys asked why we had to take our trunks off just to listen to our heart and lungs and she told us that boys also had to have a hernia check. She gave the boy five seconds to get his trunks off or he would be dismissed. He reluctantly and slowly took his trunks down, but not off. The instructor demanded that he hand her his trunks. He hesitated a moment, handed her his trunks and immediately covered himself. The instructor commanded him to stand at attention with his hands at his sides. He slowly did so and the nurse listened to his heart and lungs, then did the hernia check. She declared him fit to swim and the instructor gave him his trunks back.

The next boy put up an argument as well and the instructor got rather frustrated and told him he had to the count of three to give her his trunks. He did so, and covered himself which really exasperated the instructor. She got him to stand at attention and turned to the rest of us and told us to give her our swim trunks and stand at attention as we waited our turn. We complied and stood there naked with the girls watching the whole thing, giggling and reveling in their good fortune. The exams were finished, we were given our trunks back, and the swim lessons began. The girls giggled and smiled the whole time.

The lessons were a six-week course and the novelty of the exams quickly wore off for all of us.

About a month later, the college advertised a new round of lessons. My mom said she wanted me to do it again but I told her I didn’t. She asked me why and I told her about the exams and she laughed and didn’t believe me! She insisted I go again and I had no choice. This time around started like the last session with the first boy resisting taking his trunks off. At that, the instructor went immediately to having all of us give her our trunks and stand at attention. Two of the girls, one who I knew, and one boy were from the first session, so those girls got to see us again. As I stood there naked, I purposely did not look at the girls, though I knew they were enjoying the show. Like the first session, we all soon forgot about the exams.

The college decided to make the lessons a regular thing and my mom signed me up for the next four-week session. I was the only return boy this time and the girl I knew signed up again as well. When it was time for the exams, the instructor had us give her our trunks as the girls were being looked at. The other boys were reluctant but I did it without much protest and told them it was the way they did all the classes. They were a bit surprised, but slowly went along.

Like before, we all stood at attention, naked, with the girls looking on. I tried not to look at the girls, but caught the eye of the one girl I knew. She smiled at me, I looked away quickly but a moment later looked at her again. She looked me in the eye and then slowly lowered her gaze to my privates. She got a good look, then smiled at me again. I was quite embarrassed, but there was really nothing I could do. She watched intently as the nurse did the hernia check on me.

After a couple more four-week sessions, I got used to the exam ritual and it didn’t bother me as much. Not long after that, I even kind of liked it and would purposely be last in line just so I could be naked a little while longer. The girl I knew came to most of the sessions, and I got to know some of the other girls who came regularly.

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MN 2023

I'm pretty sure we had these exams semi regularly (every 1-2 years) from the age of 5. I only have really vague memories when we were very young. I recall being about 9-10 and being very scared because we hadn't had one for a while so we didn't have them every year. They were carried out roughly as I described until we went to the high school, so until about 13.

When we were younger, yes generally the girls and boys could see each other from a distance in the offices, we could pretty much see everything.

As we got older there was a bit more effort made to give us a bit of privacy the doors were at least partially closed and girls were allowed to keep vests/tops/training bras on, if they were wearing them, until they went into the room.

However the doors swung open and closed and so girls and boys definately could still see each other momentarily at times being examined or walking. I recall seeing glimpses of girls having their panties taken down even though there was a screen in the offices behind which that was supposed to happen when we were older. It actually made me feel a bit shocked rather than anything else as I thought they would be given more respect than that, but they were treated just like the boys.

The female teachers were present keeping order and yes they could see us as they went in and out of the offices, although they didn't seem to pay much attention.

At the other end of the office once the exam was done there was a small hallway where another female teacher would direct us to put our underwear back on. An indication of the atmosphere of the occassion was that no one started dressing again until instructed, even though both offices exited into the hallway which sometimes resulted in small mixed groups of naked girls and boys if we left the offices at the same time (they tried to avoid that with older kids but not always successfully).

I think one reason why privacy was compromised was that they were processing a large number of children in a relatively crowded space and trying to do it fairly quickly.

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FN 2023

I didn't babysit per se, but I did coach a mixed junior hockey team (9-12) from when I was 13 to 18, as I didn't get paid for playing so this compensated for that and let me practice my own skills even more.

We had a nice little ice rink and the team was surprisingly evenly split between boys and girls. It was a nice camraderie we had going both on and off the ice. We took showers together (me included) and nobody really thought much of it. Of course all of us girls, even me, were guilty of the little giggle when a boy got a hardon in the showers but that was about it.

Until I got a call from the father of one of the boys, saying his son would always smell sweaty when coming home. The next practice I took him aside and told him about this and he had no idea. My best guess was that he didn't know how to wash properly because he did shower, so I told him we'd check it out after practice, he agreed, and we continued like nothing happened.

After practice I had him wait until all the other boys were gone so they wouldn't tease him about not knowing how to wash, and then we both undressed and went into the showers. Most of the girls were still there but they were not as judging as the boys so it didn't matter. I poured some body wash on my hands and started lathering him up, all over. The girls were shocked to say the least, my hands went almost everywhere on him, except his privates. I asked him if I could wash them too, even though his raging hardon was already a very clear yes. This was my first time ever actually touching a boy's privates, even though I was 13 I'd never had an oppurtunity like this before, only read and heard about it from sex ed and friends. I kept "washing" his erection way longer than needed, enjoying it slipping around in my grip. The girls had stopped showering and just stood around us watching me play with his stiffie. Probably their first time seeing a boy get handled like that.

After basically jerking him off violently for 5 minutes he started moaning, so I stopped stroking him, thinking it maybe hurt after so long. He started bucking his hips and ropes of sperm started shooting out all over me and the floor. I had made a boy cum for the first time and it felt amazing, it was probably his first time too, or I'd expect it to be as he was only 11. It was so fun seeing, his face went red and his boner was dancing around twitching up and down.

I wanted to see him do that again so I grabbed it and kept stroking but he squirmed around and told me to stop and how it was so sensitive. I didn't know at that point, that refractory period was a thing so I just kept at it telling him he could leave when he was clean. The girls' reactions were mixed, some were disgusted by his cum, some were cheering me on or laughing, but none of them left. He kept squirming so I asked two of the girls to hold him still as I "washed" him more. They complied and held his arms behind his back as I kept going. He came again after maybe 2 minutes, so I stopped stroking again. It wasn't as intense this time but still fun to watch. I would probably be pushing my luck if I tried for a third, going by his reaction. So I just told him to dry off and walked out.

That became our routine for a year until he was old enough to join the teenage team, his father only called the few times he refused to shower at all, but the next time he was very eager to, and the hand imprints on his butt were enough to tell me why.

Fun times

-----questions for the above poster:

your post is very interesting. Please tell us when/where this occurred. Also, as there were many repeat instances of this, did you always wait for the other boys to leave the shower area before giving handjobs to the boy, or did you do it in front of the whole team in the shower? After the 1st time you did this, did all or nearly all the girls stay in the shower to watch (i.e., waiting for the other boys to leave)? Did any of the girl team members get inspired and give handjobs to other boys on the team? Thank you for any additional information.

-----reply by original poster:

It happened a few years ago in Minnesota, I started coaching in the mid 2010s. In the start I always waited, but I'm sure they figured out why somehow, as a few times some of them took suspiciously long to finish showering. Eventually I stopped caring if it was just one other boy there, so sometimes yeah, another boy was in the shower at the same time, but I still preferred just him alone with the girls. The other boy would very clearly enjoy the show(er) as much as the girls, and while two boners are twice as fun as one, I usually didn't pay too much attention to him, unless my own boytoy had already came at least twice, or as we started calling it "One for me, one for the team". If he was spent then I would help the other boy wash too, but not as much because other boys would go soft after cumming only once which wasn't very fun to wash.

The girls really enjoyed watching him get clean, almost all of them stayed every time to watch or on occasion wash him themselves. The older girls were especially skilled handling his joystick, the younger ones didn't realize how delicate it was and would squeeze and pull it way too harshly but he never told them off so neither did I.

Sometimes when everyone was showering at the same time the girls would tease the boys, rubbing against them with their hips or butts, but it never turned into a full-on everyone getting jerked off by a girl scenario. They were just a bit more touchy-feely with the boys after seeing what I did to one of them. In the case of only two boys in the shower there was a high chance they would go on town on the other one. But as I said, the other boys went soft after the first orgasm. Didn't stop the girls though, there were even a few times a boy came a second time when it was flaccid.

----final question:

Thanks for the update! One last question: how many boys, how many girls on the team? Thanks again.

-----reply by original poster

We had a team size of 20, at that point it was 7 boys and 13 girls, me not included. The numbers fluctuated every year as they got older and were replaced, but our manager tried to get a 50/50 gender split. Usually we had more girls than boys though, but one year it was 14 boys to 6 girls.

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MN 2023

Picture taking was not allowed at meets where we swam. It was co-ed with boys naked and girls wearing suits. That was embarrassing enough, it would have been through the roof if cameras were allowed! SMH!

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MN 2023

We swam naked at our swim meets with females of all ages attending so having a female coach was normal. She came into the locker room and saw us undress for the meets and saw us shower after the meets. She was the only female allowed in the locker room but we didn't care because she saw us naked at practices. Spectators were allowed at practices but usually it was mom's and sisters who were waiting for us to finish practice and take us home. For us swimming naked with females of all ages attending was was just part of being on the swim team.

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