***Disclaimer*** All characters portrayed are 18+ :)

So, this might become an on going thing? We'll see. I just need an outlet right now. I grew up in a nudist house and spent many years at nudist camps. While I frequently chose not to around my own house, I always chose to participate at each venturing to a nudist camp. Each time I went, I secretly hoped *something* would happen.

Sometimes, I'd hope it was the very chubby-gilf of a nurse needing to "check me" for something. I'd get erections off and on, and hoped she'd finally had enough and start to use that as an excuse to get rid of them. She'd lecture me while "fixing" my problem, at my climax, she'd pat me on my bare butt saying "good boy."  I'd always suspected she had a thing for the pale, nerdy types.

Or maybe it was all hopefully in my head.

Other times, I'd hope for the gentler, dad types who would find me on a nature walk and show me how to stretch my foreskin back. As a horny-boy I envied the looser skin older men had around their cocks, and how easy the foreskin could roll around. That's opposed to my tighter foreskin, which at the time, I'd rarely pulled it back. They'd let me play with myself as they'd show me how their foreskin rolls up and down with ease as I stood in awe. My precum would help, as one might show me by grabbing my cock gently, spreading my cloudy precum around.

I know I talk a lot about my erections, but I'm seven inches, or more, fully hard... it was difficult to hide.

That felt better to get out. Maybe I'll write more later. If you feel so inclined, feel free to message with stories of your own.