The Talent Show_Completed

[Jeepman89]

HilaRIOUS!

[TeenFan]

The Talent Show
Chapter 12. Silly Little Love Songs

I was stuck with being naked in Richmond's room, with his sister insisting I wear a necktie. She gave me the option of wearing it around my
neck or around my dick. Around the neck seemed the most sensible way to go. She might grab the necktie and pull me anyways, but being
pulled by my penis like a dog on a leash didn't appeal to me. I slipped the necktie off of my erection, loosened it up to put around my neck.
I did this while my body was still reclined back as a shield against Richmond's body.

Richmond's shorts are lying down on the floor next to the bed. June bends down to pick them up, tosses them to her brother. O brother...
I'm going to be the only naked person in the room. After slipping his shorts on, Richmond got up and he walked over to the closet. He pulls
out a guitar which he hands to me. I slip the guitar strap over my head. I can use the guitar to hide my crotch, but that will only work if I can
get seated somewhere. Before I can sit down on the bed June pulls a sheet of paper out from somewhere on her body. I didn't see where it
came from. Nothing she has on has pockets, as she only has on a t-shirt and cotton panties.

"I wrote something down that maybe you could put to music," June says, as she hands me the folded-up sheet of paper.

The sheet was warm and slightly moist. I wondered if she pulled it out of her panties. Just the thought of that, of holding something that
was near her girl's sweet spot made my erection tingle with more energy. Feeling the head of my cock thumping against the bottom side
of the guitar, I unfolded and read the paper. I looked up at June with what must have been puzzlement.

"Are you serious? This can't be a real song. I can't put this to music."

"You can and you will twinkle toes," June tells me, and then she sits down on the ground at my feet.

I have no idea what June is up to. She just sits there staring up at me, or I should say she stared at my hardon.

"My brother said you got stiff real easy. And he's right. It really stands up like a rocket ready to blast off into space. I think it's cool how your
testicles hang down from that standing up stiffie. I can see each of them without anything hanging down in the way."

"Please...can I sit down?"

"You can sit down as soon as you have music made up for my song. So hop to it dude. But first I want to hear you read it out loud. Don't you
have to get a good feel for the words first?"

I shrugged my shoulders. It was the only answer I had. Richmond laughs, and I'm sure I look stupid standing there with a guitar in front of
me, a girl at my feet, and my cock sticking out from under the guitar. This is a nightmare. I'm never coming over to this house again.
But a part of me kind of liked the attention. I was super embarrassed, nearly frightened, but a part of me felt a thrill at having June look
at me and touch me.

I looked at the words on the page and I shake my head. How can music be put to this. My first impression is the song matches with a hillbilly
country beat. To be sure I read the words out loud.

I likes me a big tall stud
To roll around all through the mud
Big strong muscles I'd like to feel
Arms with biceps that feel like steel
But I got stuck with Elmer Fudd
When it comes to romance he's such a dud
My hopes for love fell with a thud
But he's got a big penis and that's for real
So who really needs sex appeal?

I laughed as I finished reading the silly poem. It really did sound better on the third or fourth reading. This silly little love song was definitely
not written by Paul McCartney. Oh well...it's not my words. My job is just to find some notes to go with it.

Ten minutes later I had the song portion figured out. The Hillbilly direction definitely fit the so called song. I had to concentrate hard to
find the right notes and the right rhythm, and using that much brain power sapped my arousal level down enough that my dick had gone down
as well.

"I'm thinking of doing this song at the Talent Show," June says, when I hand the sheet of paper back to her.

"Talent Show? What are you talking about?"

"Richmond and I are going to a camp tomorrow. Our folks are going too. There will be a big talent show for the kids to show off their skills.
Hey...there's an idea. You should enter the Talent Show. Show off what new song you came up with."

"I thought you were doing dance lessons in the morning," I said, expecting I'd find an easy way out of this.

Richmond jumps in to push for his sister's idea, "That's only early in the morning. We aren't leaving till noon to go to the camp. It's just an hour drive from here. I'll get my mom to call your mom. I'm sure your stay with us can turn into a two-day sleepover. I'd really like for you to come
with us. How about it."

I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know. I won't know anybody at this camp."

June gets off the floor. She grabs the strap of the guitar. Her brother steps closer and the two together pull the guitar off of me. So much for
getting to sit down after the music lesson. I feel even more naked with the guitar gone. It had given me some sense of having some cover, a
little bit of protection. Without it I'm standing completely exposed with June and Richmond looking at me.

"Okay, Austin. I'll make a deal with you. You agree to go to the camp with me and Richmond, and I'll take my shirt off."

My eyes must have been bugging out. I can see June trying not to snicker. Her brother is grinning. I'm shocked at all of this. Being forced to
get naked in front of others made this the worst day of my life. June saying she'd take her shirt off, and I know she doesn't have anything on
under that t-shirt, is what I'd been wanting to see since early this evening when she tickled me and I got a look up her shirt to see the hint of
small titties. June is only twelve years old...but I've never seen a topless girl in real life. I'd seen girls in some movies of course, but a real
girl right up close to me, in the same room as me...that's never happened before. I realized I'd do just about anything to see June with no
shirt on, just walking around in her tight little cotton panties. I felt my dick starting to stir once more.

"Okay. I'll go to the camp with you guys tomorrow."

[Jeepman89]

Glad he's going to camp with them. Should be an adventure.

[tim409]

Glad he's going to camp with them. Should be an adventure.

Umm with her writing a song about his big penis, I think he will be the center of attention, at least until his penis stands at attention. Hope all the girls keep their clothes on.

[TeenFan]

The Talent Show
Chapter 13. Another Boner Before Bedtime


True to her word, June reached for the bottom of her t-shirt, and slowly she slides it up her lovely body. I didn't think she'd really do it when
I made the deal to go to some camp the next day with June and Richmond. People make promises all the time that they don't keep. If June
had merely teased me with a promise to take her top off and then sprinted out of the room I'd be understanding of it.

I watched in amazement as the bottom of her shirt slid up June's torso, and for a couple of seconds stopped just as I could see the bottoms of
her breasts. Small as they are, I can still notice where the upswelling begins on her chest. I feel my heart begin to pound in my chest. I can feel something surging through my whole body, followed by a response from my dick. I didn't have to look down to know it was getting hard again. I
could feel it.

June turns around and presents her backside to me, just as her arms pull the flimsy and thin material of her shirt up past her neck.

"Oh man...what a teaser," Richmond says, as his sister pulls the shirt over her head, covering her frontside with it.

June looks back at me, turning her body halfway, showing me the side of her small mound on the left side of her body. It was another tempting
tease, letting me get a glimpse of half a boob.

I wasn't sure why I was perving so hard about seeing the Itty bitty titties of a twelve year old. All the girls I looked at, when I did look at them,
are more mature, the types of girls easily accessible on a phone, or in the magazines under a friend's mattress. But at fourteen years old, with
limited experience at seeing any girl up close and personal, any girl for that matter, I found myself getting fully aroused at the prospect of
seeing my best friend's younger sister nearly naked. I needed to see those boobs.

"It's getting late. I need to get some sleep. Need to be at dance practice in the morning. Bye bye big boys," and with that June walks to the
door and she lets herself out.

I felt cheated, though June did do what she promised. She did take her shirt off.
I did get to see how slender her waist was above her hips. I did get to see an unobstructed view of her cotton underwear clad bottom. It was
a brief look and it left me unsatisfied. Richmond sees my frustration, and he has no sympathy for me as he begins to laugh at my expense.
I wished I had something to throw at him, but the only thing I had on is a necktie which made for a poor weapon wadded up and tossed at
somebody. I considered stronger action, to take the necktie and wrap it around his neck, but Richmond is taller and bigger than I am and
getting a butt whoopin is the last thing I needed.

"Your sister sure knows how to push a guy's buttons", I said, and Richmond nods his head.

"It's almost midnight. We need to get to bed."

I looked at the clock on a dresser. It showed 11:50, nearly the midnight hour. I didn't feel sleepy, not after at that excitement. I look down
to see my erection staring up at me again. How many times today had I gotten that pesky hardon? Half a dozen times?

I look around the room, trying to spot where I had kicked off my boxers. I located them, but when I went to put them on Richmond stopped me.

"You only get to wear the necktie. Sorry, but no boxer briefs."

I was flabbergasted. "Say what? What do you mean. For how long am I supposed to go with nothing on?"

"You can put them on when my sister says you can. Or when my mom tells us to put something on. Whichever comes first." Richmond grabs
my boxers and he puts them in the top drawer of his dresser. I felt my heart sink when I saw my only article of clothing being shoved into the
drawer, like it was being put into a prison cell with no key.

Being told it's time to go to sleep I look at the bed, and I look briefly around the room. I hadn't thought about where I was going to sleep.
It is common for boys my age to sleep in bed together, but I didn't think I'd be sleeping in Richmond's bed while I had nothing on.

To make matters even more strange, Richmond steps over to his bed, and he pulls his shorts off, leaving them on the floor. Showing off his most envious manhood, Richmond hops into the bed. "Come on and get in you big dummy", he says, patting the bed with his hand like he's calling the family dog over to snuggle up next to him.

[TeenFan]

The Talent Show
Chapter 14. Breakfast In Bed


It was a long time till I was able to fall asleep. It felt so weird to get into bed with a naked boy my age. Sure I had seen him undressed a
few times, and had even been in a shower with him, but sleeping in the same bed with Richmond while we are both naked made me all jittery.
I wanted to say that since his sister has gone to bed in her own room, can we forget about the "Naked until I say so" rule she had for me.
And how can June, a twelve year old girl, be making up rules for me to begin with?

It didn't help when Richmond reaches under the bed to pull out another Playboy.

"If you want to jerk off it's okay with me", my friend tells me, and he gives me a double one eye wink.

I politely decline, though fearing he would open the magazine to a hot centerfold and begin stroking himself. It's somewhat hot in the room to
begin with, and all there is on the bed is one sheet. I yank the sheet up to my chin. Richmond gets the hint, and he tosses the magazine back
into its hiding place. He laughs as he gets himself comfortable in bed.

"You need to relax dude. Take it easy. It's like you're ashamed of your body or something. You know you have nothing to be ashamed of."

"I'm not ashamed. I...I just don't go around flaunting it like you do. I'm not used to walking around other people when I'm naked. That freaked
me out completely when your mom barged in on us after the shower. If my mom did that I'd...I don't know what I'd do."

Finally the lights get turned out. But instead of going to sleep right away I actually wanted to jerk off. I felt the need strongly. I did rub
myself for a couple minutes, getting hard but not actually going to work vigorously on it. My left shoulder was pressed up against Richmond's
shoulder and I was afraid jerking off would cause him to wake up. Why did I feel so guilty about wanting to masturbate, when Richmond had
asked me if I wanted to and offered the time to do it with a nice visual aid?

I must have drifted off to sleep after that, because the next thing I know the lights are on in the room and Richmond's mom is tapping me
on the chest.

"Rise and shine little darlings," Mrs. Sherman says in a overly cheerful voice.

I rub my eyes, lift my head, and to my horror I see the bedsheet pushed all the way down below my knees. Richmond and I are completely
exposed lying on our backs, and Mrs. Sherman is standing next to the bed while holding onto some kind of tray. I try using my feet to bring the
sheet up higher where I can grab hold of it. My efforts are blocked when Richmond's mom sits down at my side.

"You two scoot yourselves up into a nice seated position. I brought you a tray of scrumptious breakfast items. There's lots to do today. Everyone
must be strong and energized for the Talent Show."

I must have looked confused as I sit myself up in the bed. It's at this moment I see I have a hardon. So what else can go wrong. Mrs. Sherman
didn't seem to pay any attention to it other than a glance downward and a smile on her face. She bends over, and on a small round tray
is a single plate with scrambled eggs and chunks of pan-fried potato and four strips of bacon along with two forks.

There isn't room enough to place the tray between Richmond and me. I could see that right away, and only one plate with two forks? I was
definitely confused once again.

"Pull his left leg over your way, Richmond. Make some room for this tray."

Richmond grabs my left leg down at the knees. Pulling my leg his way a gap between my legs is made. Mrs. Sherman places the food
tray between my thighs as high as the round tray will fit next to my groin and erection sticking up. To make things infinitely worse, my bedtime
buddy slides his body down into a recline again, and placing his body over my left leg he picks up a fork. I look on in surprise as Richmond
starts chowing down, his head only a foot or so from the tray on the bed, his head hovering way too close to my crotch.

"Hurry up, Austin, before he eats everything," Mrs. Sherman suggests, followed by a chuckle.

I pick up the fork and make a go at it. It's not that easy picking up a slice of potato or a scoop of scrambled eggs in this position. Grabbing a
slice of bacon is much easier, but just as I was biting down on the bacon strip I hear a voice. Turning toward the door I see June come into the
room. She's wearing her dance practice outfit, looking a lot like a ballerina.

"Oh cool. I get to say good morning before I go off to my dance lesson."

June plops her behind on the bed, just on the other side of her brother. There are four of us on the twin size bed now, and the line of a funny
John Denver song popped into my head, "We didn't get much sleep, but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed". The only thing missing is
the pig and the hound dogs to make the scene in the song complete.

June gives her brother a kiss, and she leans over her brother's body to lean close to me. June gives me a kiss, and as she looks down she
says, "I see you guys have bacon and eggs. That's too bad, I prefer sausage."

[tim409]

"And how can June, a twelve year old girl, be making up rules for me to begin with"

She is only 2 years younger and after all, she is a girl and you are a male so it makes sense she can make up rules for both the males. Girls do mature sooner than males and personally, I think they keep that advantage over males throughout life.

[TeenFan]

The Talent Show
Chapter 15. First Time For Everything


They say there is a first time for everything. That Saturday was a day with a lot of "Firsts".
First time I woke up sleeping next to a naked guy.
First time I was served breakfast in bed.
First time my friend's mom saw me with an erection.

June and Mrs. Sherman sat on the bed during the whole time Richmond and I ate our breakfast. With the round tray shoved up between my
spread legs everyone was constantly looking at me. I couldn't believe how casual Richmond's family is around nudity. The night before my
friend made it look like he was trying to keep his sister from looking at him as he kept covering up. The next morning Richmond made no
effort to hide anything as he reclined or sat on the bed. Being seen that way didn't bother him the slightest. Finally my hardon went down.

After breakfast, which June ate very little, she went off to dance practice. My missing clothes were returned to me right before she went to
her practice. For the two hours June was away Richmond and I used the time to play some video games. At 11:00 am June was back and it was time to pile into the car for an hour long drive. Not surprisingly, I fell asleep. I didn't get much sleep the night before as you can imagine. June
sat in the front passenger seat, Richmond and I were in the back. My guitar is in the trunk.

I felt my shoulder being pushed on. "We're here. Wake up you sleepyheads," Mrs. Sherman shouts toward the back seat.

I woke up in time to see the car passing under a large overhead sign, the car passing what looked like large gates that can be closed and
padlocked at night. CAMP NACKT FRIEHEIT it says in large letters on the overhead part of the large gate. I had no idea what the words are,
but I had an idea they were German.

The car pulls up to a parking lot next to a single story building. The four of us get out of the car and go in to register. The first room is
of insignificant size and has only a front desk and a few chairs in case a number of people are registering at the same time. We were the
only ones there.

After all our names are in the registry, and Mrs. Sherman paid ten dollars for each of us, Richmond led the way to another room.
This room looked like a school locker room. There are a few long benches with lockers along three of the walls. A doorway leads to a
shower room with five or six shower heads.

I was at a loss as to the setup of this place. It was so foreign, so unusual. I asked Mrs. Sherman what we were doing in a locker room.

"Were getting ready to enter the camp. That is what this is. I got two locks from the front desk. June and I will use one locker. Richmond
and Austin use another. After our stuff is secured the keys are turned into the desk clerk. We don't want to lose our keys while running around
the camp. Austin, you hang onto your guitar. It can be left at the stage. I'm sure it will be safe."

Immediately after explaining this Mrs. Sherman begins taking off her clothes. In only seconds she has whipped off her top and bra, boobs
bared, large and sort of saggy. I looked over at June and she is out of her shoes and socks, unzipping her shorts. Turning to Richmond I see
my friend shirtless, taking off his shoes.

"What is going on here?" I ask noone in particular

"This is a nudist camp. We come here a few times each year," June says.

In amazement I stand there staring as June slips her shirt off. Not covering up her budding chest this time, she confidently slips off her
panties. The cute and cuddly girl displays everything without any hint of shyness. Less than a minute later Mrs. Sherman and her two kids
are placing all their clothes into a locker. I haven't taken anything off yet.

Mrs. Sherman laughs when she sees me just standing there, looking like a dumbass.

"I'm not surprised you didn't understand the name of the camp. "Nackt Frieheit" it means Naked Freedom. We become liberated from our
clothing. We frolic in nature and socialize with like minded individuals."

Richmond looks at me with some impatience. "Come on, Austin. Get your clothes off. I need you to play guitar when we do our part in
the Talent Show. If you back out our act is screwed."

I begin taking off my clothes. Since I am going last, everyone stands together as a group to watch me. I feel every eye on me as I strip down to
my boxers. Another group of teenagers comes into the locker room, a group of two boys and three girls. Everyone says hello to each other
in a casual way. The teens begin disrobing. Oh my oh my...I'm going to be seeing some very good looking girls, and naked they'll be!
I get the courage to take my underwear off and it goes with everything else into the locker. Mrs. Sherman closes the door and puts the lock on.

It's another first that day in a long line of firsts...I am about to enter a nudist camp...and I'm scared to death.

[Jeepman89]

Not that difficult really since everyone there will be naked.

[TeenFan]

The Talent Show
Chapter 16. Last Shred of Modesty


As I walked along a nicely laid out series of cement walking paths, I was not the same as the others around me. I was the only kid in the
camp who held his hands over the dick and balls as he walked.

The closest I've been to being around a group of naked people was in the locker room at school, and that was nine or ten guys at the most.
That was a locker room, only guys and only guys of a similar age. Being outdoors, with dozens of nude people of all ages riding bikes, or
playing frisbee out in a field, of just walking from point A to point B, I've never seen so much skin.

Richmond and his sister walk side by side, arms swinging normally at their sides, making no effort to cover up. I'm seeing what I wanted to see,
was desperate to see. I'm getting to see June with no clothes on...yet somehow I'm the one that's intimidated. I feel out of place. I see other
teenagers glance my way, and they smile a knowing smile. It's as if they can tell instantly that I'm a Nudist Camp virgin. I guess my hands
plastered to the front of my groin must be a dead giveaway.

What shocked me, made me angry, was when I see a family come by with two naked parents and two teens who are wearing shorts and shirts.

"Why do they have clothes on?" I asked Mrs. Sherman.

"This camp is clothing optional everywhere except in the swimming pool. No swimsuits allowed in the pool."

I was stunned at hearing this. "You mean I could have kept my clothes on? I didn't know that."

"You would never get out of those clothes if I let you keep them. Much better this way."

I could not see how I was better off. If clothes are optional, why was my option taken away from me?

"Why are you covering up, Austin?" June says, as she tries to pry my arms away from being a shield.

Mrs. Sherman comes to my rescue, "Leave him alone. One step at a time. If he doesn't want to join in our clothes free bliss that is his
problem."

The problem I was beginning to have, after the initial shock wore off, is an unexpected and undesired level of arousal. I was being greeted
by other teens my age or slightly older. Very fit looking, well tanned, teenage girls say hi to us and I'm having to press harder with my
hands to push down the hardon wanting to buildup down there. Never saw so many tits in my life, full sized boobs of every shape and level of
development. It's a tit-fest, a smorgasbord of boobs and bush, and I'm totally feeling certain urges. I can't let my dick get hard. I can't let it pop up to point toward the treetops. I'll never be able to make it point down again. Being the only boy walking around a nudist camp with an
erection would be mortifying. Being the only one covering up has its disadvantages. I see several groups of younger kids, boys and girls around
ten years old, pointing and laughing at me. I'm also feeling ashamed at being the only kid in the camp who is afraid to show off the goods. I never thought I could feel shame at NOT covering up.

I'm afraid of being naked and ashamed at covering up...what a twisted conundrum.

We come to the staging area for the Talent Show. There is a medium sized stage, only large enough to fit a dozen people or so. There are
several rows of chairs which are a short distance from the stage for the older people. Everyone else will gather on the grass near the stage,
using mother Earth as the place to rest one's rump. The lawn has recently been mowed, but I can't help wondering if there are fleas or ants
in the grass. The last thing I want to have happen while sitting down on the grass is be bitten on the ass.

Richmond was carrying the guitar, and he drops it off at the side of the stage. A few other instruments are lying on the ground, unwatched
and unguarded.

"We have some time before the first contestants. Let's jump in the pool," Richmond suggests.

Richmond and June rush off toward the pool. I feel like a fool as I run after them, finding it difficult to run proplerly with my hands cupping
my crotch. Grownups smile and wave at me. Younger people laugh when they see me, and I know I must look like a total dork, the boy who
won't let his balls hang free.

I get to the pool and jump in, thankfull to have the cover of cool blue water.