Chapter 1

I live with my parents north of Los Angeles, in Lancaster, California, aka the high desert. On my 15th birthday, my parents agreed to allow me to visit and stay with friends in San Diego while they went on a 2-week vacation in Las Vegas. My friends consisted of two sisters, Anna, 16 and Samantha (Sam for short), 13, who lived with their mother in a very expensive condo. My parents made all the travel arrangements via commuter train. The plan was for my father to drop me off at the train station on their way to Vegas.

On the day of the trip everything was crazy as my father was busy packing the car with everything they needed for their vacation.

When it came time for me to leave my father handed me my train tickets and told me to get in the car, he was running late and we had to leave immediately. We got to the train station and he gave me an extra $100 cash for spending money along with a prepaid Visa card loaded with $200, telling me “if you need more call me and I’ll put more money on the Visa card.” I grabbed my suitcase from the back seat and I went on in to the processing line.

I got on the train, and it was almost a 7-hour trip. It was a nice train ride, and I had to make a couple changes from one train to another. I met Anna, Sam and their mother at the train station in San Diego.

“Hi, it was a long trip, but I finally got here,” I told Anna.

Anna, said, “hi, this is my mother.”

“Hi Mrs. Thompson, I look forward to this visit”.

Mrs. Thompson said, “hi Richard, we’re happy to have you visit.”

We got into her car, and drove to their condo, near the beach. I was so excited. I’ve never stayed this close to the beach before.

Anna moved over to Sam’s room to allow me to use her room while I was there. Anna and Sam’s bedrooms shared an adjoining bath. Mrs. Thompsons bedroom had a private bath.

Anna wasn’t exactly a girlfriend, although I wish she was, but we lived too far apart. I know she liked me, but understood, a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship wouldn’t work. Even though, I think she wanted to flirt with me and maybe tease me just for the fun of it.

Anna asked, “would you like to go to the beach in the morning?”

“Sure, ... but..., Oh crap, I can’t believe I forgot to get my swim trunks. They were in the wash and I forgot to get them out of the dryer before I left,” I replied.

Anna said, “I think my father had a pair of swimming trunks that you can use.”

I asked, “your father? I thought he passed away a couple years ago.”

Anna frowned and replied, “yes, but we still have most of his belongings.”

It took about a half hour, but she finally found and gave me a pair of swim trunks. They appeared to be a little bit too big for me, and there was no draw string to tighten them around my waist. The swim trunks had a mesh lining which was good to hold my penis.

There was one thing that I hadn’t mentioned yet, and I don’t like talking about. I am extremely shy about my body. I mean very, extremely shy. Don’t get me wrong, I am 5’6” and very skinny. But since I was young, my penis was always long. I didn’t know anything odd about it until I was about 12, it hung down past my knees, and kept growing as I got older.

There was one incident with a babysitter when I was 9 or 10 that saw me naked while I was taking a bath, and called me a freak that left me traumatized, and very apprehensive about allowing anyone to see me naked. Her reaction had a huge effect on me. I avoided any situation including relationship with girls because of the babysitter’s comment. In High School gym class, I avoided everyone else by changing in the back corner as, or after everyone was leaving. I always had to wear briefs and boxers to make sure no one would notice.

I also had conflicting feelings that I couldn’t figure out. I dreaded the thought of anyone to see me naked, but I developed a desire to skinny dip alone. I don’t know why I had this desire, but it drove me to find opportunities to skinny dip. The only opportunities for me to skinny dip alone was late at night, at a neighbor’s pool, whenever they went away on vacation, and a local motel indoor pool that closed at night that I occasionally worked odd jobs on the night shift. The feeling of swimming nude and my penis floating in the water was unbelievable. There might have been one other desire that conflicted with my original dread of someone seeing me naked, and I could not figure out. For some strange reason, I suspected that I wanted to be caught naked. I don’t know if I was seeking approval, or what.

Beach

The next morning, we got up, had breakfast and Anna asked me, “are you ready to go to the beach?”

“Yes, I can hardly wait. Let me get my swim trunks on.”

I left the table and went into the bedroom to switch to my swim trunks. The swim trunks felt a little loose, but I thought I’d be okay, I decided to go without a t-shirt. I came out and waited for Anna and Sam to come out from changing. After a few minutes, Anna and Sam came out each wearing a cute bikini. I was aroused as Anna walked around teasing me with her skimpy bikini.

With a smile, she said, “are you ready?”

I jumped up off the sofa and said, “yes, let’s go.”

We walked down the stairs and out the front of the building.

“It’s only a block away,” she said.

The streets seemed very quiet and empty. There was only one car that drove by as we walked to the beach. As we reached the beach which had only a couple dozen people, Anna put down a couple beach towels for us and set a bag of odds and ends next to the towel. We sat down and she offered to spread some sun screen lotion on me. It felt good her spreading the lotion on me. I offered to do the same for her and I enjoyed spreading the sun screen lotion all over her. First her back and then she rolled over for me to spread it on her front. I believe she enjoyed it when I spread it on her thighs, and chest along the edges of her bikini top.

“Are you ready to go into the water,” she asked?

“Sure, those waves look huge,” I replied.

We got up and walked over 100 feet to the water’s edge, and then ran out into the waves. It was great, the water was a little bit cool, but not cold. I got about 10 feet farther out into the ocean than Anna and Sam, between the waves, the water was at my waist above my swim trunks. It felt good, but the waves were huge, and on the third wave it knocked us down. I got back up and realized my swim trunks had slipped down a little, it didn’t slip down that much and I don’t think anyone would have seen anything since the water was at my waist. I quickly pulled them back up, and watched as Anna stood up with her bikini bottoms partially down exposing the upper part of her butt, she quickly pulled them up. The waves seemed to come in groups of several small waves and then a big wave. The next big wave knocked us down again, I quickly looked over to see Anna and Sam get back up, again Anna’s bikini bottoms were more than half way down exposing her butt, she giggled as she pulled them back up. I’m not sure, but I suspect she may have actually enjoyed the large waves pulling on her bikini. I pulled up my swim trunks, but all I could think of was watching Anna as the waves kept knocking her bikini bottoms down.

The next large wave knocked us all down again, I stayed down and didn’t get up, and just floated in the water so I could watch Anna as she stood up out of the water. She stood up facing me and I couldn’t believe my eyes, as her breasts had completely slipped out of her bikini top. Oh my god, her breasts were beautiful and larger than what I dreamed. It took her a few seconds to clear her hair out of her face and with a gasp she grabbed her bikini top and pulled it back over her breasts.

She looked over at me with a smile, and she said, “oops, I had an accident.”

That was the first time I had ever seen her bare breasts and I was thrilled. I floated in the water for another minute. I finally stood up but stumbled a little. I wasn’t sure what I stumbled on. I was in waist deep water, and started to realize that something wasn’t right about my swim trunks, I realized my penis was floating freely in the water. I reached down to pull my swim trunks up and when I couldn’t find them at my thighs, I then reached down to my ankles for them, finally realizing they were gone. I was in pure panic, I ducted back down into the water even more, standing on my knees in the water, with the water up to my neck, feeling around trying to find my swim trunks.

After feeling around for almost 3 minutes, I yelled over to Anna and asked her if she could come over and help me. She came over and I nervously asked her, “can you help me find my swim trunks?”

She smiled and looked at me and asked, “what do you mean? ... Did you lose your swim trunks? Are you naked?”

I looked up at her, smiled and said, “please, I can’t find them”

Sam came over and the three of us felt around in the water for almost 10 minutes, with no luck. After a while the lifeguard ran up to us and asked if we were okay. She asked us to come up out of the water. Anna and Sam walked out of the water up onto the shore. Sam with a big smile on her face, looked out watching me. I hesitated and told her, “I’d rather not.” I looked around the beach and there were over a dozen people within 100 feet.

The lifeguard looked at me inquisitively, and demanded, “come out of the water.”

I couldn’t figure out what to do, I didn’t want to come out of the water exposing my penis to them and all the people on the beach, but I didn’t want to get into trouble.

After another minute, the lifeguard, yelled, “come out of the water, now.”

I eventually stood up and started to walk up until the water was up to my thigh, partially exposing the top portion of my penis.

The lifeguard yelled, “are you naked? Where is your arm band”?

“What arm band,” I asked?

The lifeguard seemed impatient and she didn’t really give me a chance to explain, “come up here to the lifeguard shack and we can fix this before you get into trouble.”

I looked around the beach, seeing about a half dozen people looking over in my direction trying to figure out what is going on. I don’t think they heard what the lifeguard was saying because of the noise of the ocean. I couldn’t figure out what to do. I dreaded the thought of walking out of the ocean naked, but I didn’t want to get into trouble for disobeying authority. I realize she was only a couple years older than me, but she could call the police if I refused.

I didn’t want to grab and try to cover up my penis, because it was so large and would just flop around, I wouldn’t be able to cover it up, and it would appear as thought I was playing with myself. I figured the best solution was for me to not touch it. I waited another couple more seconds after they turned and started walking towards the lifeguard shack before I reluctantly continued out of the water. As soon as I stepped onto dry sand, Anna glanced back towards me and gasped, “oh my god.”

The lifeguard and Sam stopped and turned towards me to see me walking towards them, and the lifeguard said, “oh my. Oh my.” Sam just started giggling with a big smile.

I glanced around the beach and noticed that a few of the other people on the beach showed expressions of surprise. I stopped as they stood there staring at me for almost 10 seconds, then the lifeguard said, “quick we need to get to the lifeguard shack.” We all walked as quickly as possible to the lifeguard shack. Each step I took, my penis would bounce back and forth off my thighs making a slap sound each step, which didn’t help matters since it was sending pleasure signals to my brain and I was in total dread of being naked. When we got to the shack, she said, “wait here, I’ll be back in a second,” as she walked up the ramp into the shack.

She was only gone for about 20 seconds, meanwhile Anna and Sam both were staring at my penis. Again, I wanted to cover my penis with my hands, but I knew it wouldn’t work, so I just stood there while the girls ogled me. The lifeguard returned and told me to hold my right arm out. She looked at my wrist and then she adjusted something in her hand.

“There, I think that should fit okay” she said, and slipped something over my hand to my wrist, and latched it. It was bright blue with the words “Nudist”.

I looked at it and asked, “what is this for?”

She said, “now don’t lose it again. Otherwise, you’ll be arrested for indecent exposure.”

“Lose it? I don’t understand? What is this all about?”

She answered, “it’s a nudist wrist band that you must wear everywhere you go. As long as you wear that band, you can’t get into trouble.”

I examined the band and replied, “this thing is locked. I can’t get it off.”

She answered, “no you must never take it off. You’ll be arrested if you do.”

I replied back, “But I’m not a nudist, I just lost my swim trunks in the waves.”

She hesitated and looked at me and said, “hmmmmm, you didn’t do this on purpose?”

I replied with, “no.”

She looked back down at my penis, and said, “I may have jumped the gun. Unfortunately, the electronics in the band is activated and we can’t deactivate or remove it.”

I asked, “what do you mean we can’t remove it? Don’t you have a key?”

She looked back up at my face and said, “it takes a judge’s approval, and they keep the deactivation device and key at the police station.”

I just stared at her dumbfounded.

She said, “hmmmmm, this is Friday afternoon, and the judge is in office from Tuesday to Thursday. I’m sorry, but you’ll just have to make due until Tuesday. He’s the only one that can authorize the wrist band removal.”

She looked at me again, and asked, “wait, how old are you?”

I replied, “I’m 15 years old.”

She glanced down at a folded piece of paper she had in her hand and said, “okay, we have another glitch. Your parents are going to have to meet with the judge to get the wrist band removed.”

“What?”

She held out the paper towards me, “you can read all the rules for nudist in this brochure, you have to be 18 years old to get approval to remove the wrist band.”

“My parents are in Vegas for 2 weeks” I explained.

I glanced down at the brochure, but I was irritated and couldn’t think straight, and asked, “please explain the rules.”

She took the brochure back from me and said, “okay, rule number 1, with the exception of rule 2 and 7, you must always be naked at all times. Never put any clothing on or cover your body with your hands, ever.”

In a sort of shocked look I asked, “ever? Can’t I just go home and put some clothes on?” She answered, “No.”

She continued on, “number 2, while you go to any food establishment, such as restaurant or anyplace you sit down to eat, you must wrap an approved white 20 x 36 inch towel around your waist while in the restaurant. If there are no chairs in the establishment, you must not wear the approved towel.”

“Number 3, if you go to a theater, ride any public transportation or any venue that you must sit down, you must sit on your folded approved white towel. You are not to cover yourself up.”

“Number 4, while going to the beach, water park, pool or any other public event, you are not allowed to cover yourself in any way at any time. If available, the venue may make a public announcement over the intercom to warn other guests.”

“Number 5, it is understood that for male nudists, it may not be possible to control an erection. If you have an erection, allow it to go down on its own no matter how long it takes, don’t worry about it. Normal bodily fluids and functions cannot be controlled.”

“Number 6, all nudists must frequently apply sun screen lotion or skin cream to avoid sun burns and dried skin problems. If possible, to avoid questionable rubbing, it is recommended that others apply the lotion for you. If possible, ask someone else to do it for you.”

“Number 7, most public theme parks such as Disney Land, Six Flags, Universal Studios, etc. you must wear your approved 20 x 36 inch towel around your waist at all times. An alternative 8 inch by 8 inch white loin cloth is acceptable substitute if it has material in front and back.”