My First Skinny Dipping Experience

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After reading many hot experiences that people have shared in these forums, I felt compelled to share one of my memorable experiences...my first skinny dip. It was a warm late-spring night when I was a college junior back in the late eighties. I was 20, deeply closeted, and easily aroused. I was joined by 3 close friends, including 2 women and my best friend "B", a straight guy, a year younger than me.

B and I were paired in an intense bromance dating back to his freshman arrival during my sophomore year. I took him under my wing and showed him the college experience. We did everything together…and I was secretly in lust and in love with him. He was drop-dead gorgeous…probably about 5’10” or 11”, sandy brown hair, a natural swimmer’s build, and a nice package. My fantasies were more focused on seeing him naked and being naked with him than they were about having sex with him (although I fantasized about that, too). We weren’t roommates, and our dorm didn’t have gang showers, so the nude glimpses were a rare treat, e.g. if I was hanging out with his roommates when he returned from the shower.

Prior to that warm spring night, we had been talking about such a dip for some time. The idea thrilled me and also made me very anxious, as I doubted that I could keep from getting aroused while naked with with other guys, particularly B. The 4 of us were out drinking and decided the weather was right and we were in the mood. I started pounding drinks in a dangerous (given that I’d soon be climbing down slippery rocks, but fortunately without consequence) and ultimately unsuccessful attempt to keep my arousal in check.

Upon arrival, the more modest of the 2 women proposed that they strip and approach the swimming hole from the rocks on the opposite side. That left B and me together. I quickly undressed, facing away from my friend and toward the water, and quickly lowered myself into the water. The water, despite its frigid temperature, did nothing to reduce my rock-hard erection but did offer enough privacy to keep it hidden.

B, who lacked my urgent need for privacy, proceeded more gradually. This gave me the chance to watch him strip naked and gradually lower himself into the water…wow! We soon met up with the women in the water. Nobody could see that I had a throbbing erection. All was good, except that I needed an exit plan, since we did not have towels and would need to drip dry. I announced that I had to pee and was going to swim around a curve to a downstream section of the water hole. It was a huge swimming hole fed and drained by rushing water, so this was almost unnecessary, but still seemed like a polite thing to do. Once in my dark downstream corner, I quickly and quietly jerked myself off, probably setting a personal speed record of about a minute, then rejoined the group. Once we had all acclimated to the water, it really was quite pleasant.

We probably frolicked around for about 20 minutes or so, before deciding to get out. Unfortunately, my rod had long since returned to full mast. Actually, it had barely softened in between. We exited on our separate sides of the swimming hole. B and I were both shivering as we climbed up the rocks and tried to flick the water off of ourselves.

I did the best I could to face away from B, but there was very little I could do to hide my condition. He must have noticed, but didn’t say anything. We dried off as much as we could without towels, and proceeded to put on our “tighty whities”, as was standard for the time. They didn’t feel quite right. He said the same thing. We both laughed as we realized that we had switched underwear. He took my underwear off and handed them to me. There he was, naked, facing me. There was nothing I could do, but take his off and fully expose myself, as well. Turning away would have been even more awkward. So, I went ahead and stripped off his briefs and handed them back to him. Since everything was now out in the open, I felt the need to acknowledge it. I just said that it got me really aroused getting naked with the women (a lame, closeted excuse, but it worked).

That was a huge relief. Now we were naked together trying to air dry the underwear that the other had moistened with his not-yet-dry body. We stood right next to each other for another minute or so. He was flaccid and I had a throbbing woody that I was no longer trying to hide. It was an amazing moment, and the first of several naked experiences together.
 
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