My First Naked ExperienceThis goes back to when I was young and very naïve with a close friend of mine who I had grown up with since we were 3yo. The incident happen when we were much older, but still naïve and innocent and also reaching puberty and discovering the world of sex.It was one Summer afternoon and my friend; well name him Steve, suggested we play a game of “Dare” and as per normal I accepted, I had a bit of a reputation of never turning down a “Dare”, normally it resulted in me getting hurt physically, but this day it was different. We were playing around my friend’s home and by a row of garages set behind where his Parents housing complex was. It was the school holidays and most people were at work and other c***dren from school lived a reasonable distance away, also the location where the garages were was quite secluded and rarely visited by anyone other than residents visiting their own garages.It was a pretty quiet time of the day and we had spent some time just playing around the local area and doing the general stuff youngsters do. Eventually we got bored and sat in my friend’s garage and started to dream up random dares, noting major, just dares to relieve basic boredom. It started off with basic dares that soon got boring and mundane and then my mate Steve suggested taking my t-shirt off and running to the end of the garages and back; I admit, I thought it a rather odd request to remove an item of clothing, but a dare was a dare so I accepted and completed my challenge. But what I hadn’t accounted for was for Steve to have actually worked the sequence of “Dares” out from the start. Once I completed my dare, I dared him back and so the dare went on until we were down to our underpants and naturally I thought the dares were over; but then he dared me to take my underpants off and run the length of the garages; totally naked, well that totally blew me away, why would he suggest such a strange dare?I still felt a bit awkward and thought it a bit strange for my mate to want me to take my underpants off and tried to think of an alternative dare to fire back at him, but I could not think of one. But as earlier I knew a dare was a dare and I once again accepted the challenge and to be honest as I accepted it, I kind of got a thrill from the fact that I would be fully naked in a public güvenilir bahis area; but I was extremely nervous too as anyone could have walked around into the garage area at any time and if that happen someone would be sure to report us. I took a couple of deep breaths and I pulled my underpants down and handed them to Steve and ran as fast as I possibly could the length of the garages, touched the end of the brick wall at the last garage and ran back to the safety of the open garage Steve was waiting for me in. I noticed that as I ran back towards the garage he was waiting in that Steve couldn’t take his eyes off of my penis. I then dared Steve to do the same dare, but to do five “Star Jumps” halfway back; he slipped his underpants off and completed his dare. When he returned to the garage he then dared me to stay naked, I accepted and he got redressed. I stayed the Only One Naked for some hours and started to feel comfortable and liked it.After a while, maybe an hour we were just having fun in his garage when we heard footsteps and I quickly hid behind some clutter in the garage. It was Steve`s Mum; she had popped round as she heard our voices from the upstairs bedroom and brought us some drinks and some biscuits, but when she arrived I was nowhere to be seen and she asked where I was, Steve said I had gone home a little earlier; but he was as bad a liar as I was and his Mother questioned him and then she spotted and pointed to my clothes that were not quite hidden enough from view, another mistake from Steve. His Mother made me come out and stand before her; I was still stark naked and she asked me why I was undressed and her Son wasn’t. I admitted and explained the Dare; she laughed and told me how stupid we both were as we could have been seen by anyone and also that I was now dirty from sitting in the dirt from the floor of the garage and to get dressed and to have a shower in their house.She told Steve off for being so stupid and sent him to his bedroom as his Mother followed me into the bathroom and turned on the shower and watched me as I stripped naked once again, but this time in front of her, it was in one sense humiliating, but in another I liked the feeling of being watched undressing. His Mother physically sprayed me and washed me by hand with a bar of soap, she then handed me a towel türkçe bahis to dry myself and told me my clothes were downstairs. Once downstairs she asked me again why I was the only one nude in the garage and I once again explained the “Dare” and that once I was naked that I became comfortable and liked the feeling of being naked and asked if it was i*****l or anything; she admitted it wasn’t, but explained that most people preferred to stay clothed in other peoples company. She asked if I were comfortable being nude in front of her and did I prefer boys or girls; I admitted that I preferred girls, but seemed equally at ease being nude around boys too; it was then that she said if ever I wanted to be nude in their house it was fine with her. I did and quite often when I visited and got undressed in their house, his Mother would often instruct him to take his clothes off too. She would often wear short dresses and no skimpy or no underwear and bend over in compromising positions whilst doing odd jobs around the home in our company and she would often looked round or into a mirror or reflective glass to see if I or her Son were looking; I was of course.Following that day her Son and I spent several days of the week around his house either naked or pretty close to it and often in the presence of his Mother; this situation continued casually for around a year.It turned out her Son Steve was Gay (he came out when he was 18yo), although I was well aware after a few nude meetings with Steve and the fact he would often want to experiment between us certain things he had read or seen in Gay magazines and often liked playing, fondling and sucking on my penis. I knew at this stage that some of what he wanted me to do was what I considered too extreme for my particular liking and it was then that I decided I would classify myself as around 80% Straight and 20% Bisexual; it was the time we both realised we had reached that turning point in our lives.As youngsters we often bought porn magazines, but when Steve and I were alone he would purchase Gay related magazines and hide them in his bedroom, but one fateful day his Mother spotted a couple of magazines while cleaning his bedroom and questioned him about them; it was then he “Came out” to his Parents, his Mother was okay with it, but his Father flipped and güvenilir bahis siteleri never talked to him again for years. As I say being Gay was not a popular thing, but fortunately for Steve a year or so later Freddie Mercury (Rock band: Queen) died and suddenly it was okay to be Gay and things go slightly better for him.After his “Coming out” his Parents got divorced and his Dad left the family home; I was never sure if it had to do with Steve being Gay or not, but it seemed the timing fitted perfectly, but who knows what caused it? Once we left school we started work, gradually I visited their house less frequently and the amount of time we spent in the nude decreased and our friendship returned to a standard kind of male best mate’s relationship.Soon however after his Parents’ divorce, Steve found a Boyfriend and soon moved out of the family home and we gradually saw less and less of each other due to work and other social commitments and shortly after I moved away from the street we had grown up together in and the only met on Birthdays and Christmas events.At some stage Steve had an argument with his Mother and they didn’t talk for some years, but a few years back and his Mother contacted me and asked me to visit and see her when I was in the area as she hadn’t heard from Steve in some time and knew I kept in touch via social media, she also offered me a meal and a bed for the night should I require it. I did accept and visited her within a week or so and also graciously accepted her offer of a meal and a bed for the night. Once I arrived, we chatted for a while about Steve and how he was getting on via my chats and what Steve had posted on social media and then about our lives in general, it was during this conversation that she brought up whether I still liked being nude and “Hypothetically” would I still get undressed in her company and I admitted I would and so I did and to my surprise she slowly unbuttoned the front of her dress and let it slip to the living room carpet and she was totally naked underneath. We then continued our conversation over a slightly awkward at first “Naked Candlelit Romantic” meal, we then chatted more after dinner and around ten thirty she suggested we retire to bed, I agreed and she led me into her bedroom and asked if I minded sharing a bed with her, she did say that Steve’s old room is available if wanted. I chose to share her bed and thoroughly enjoyed our night together and I will admit that although we did end up fore-playing with each other’s bodies, we never had sexual intercourse.