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(A Stripped For Florida story)

Chapter 1

It all started one night at dinner, towards the end of the summer. My daughter Allison had had cheerleading tryouts, and I asked her how they went. She already had a guaranteed spot on the squad as a junior, but I thought it would be worthwhile to ask to make conversation.

I was surprised when she gave me a nervous look. “Actually, Dad they’ve made some changes to the cheerleading program, and I need to get your permission...”

“What kind of changes?”

“Instead of wearing uniforms they want us to get stripped.”

My younger son, Josh, giggled when she said that, and my wife Kristen, slapped him on the back of the head.

“Ow!”

“Don’t make fun of your sister.”

“What do you mean ‘stripped,’ sweetie?” I asked.

“It’s what the kids are calling the Strip for Florida Program,” Kristen explained. Strip for Florida was a program the state had come up with where parents – usually tourists - could buy an electronic tag for 45 dollars that would require their kids to be naked the entire time they were in Florida. It sounded crazy, but it was certainly preferable to raising taxes.

“If I don’t do it they won’t let me stay on the squad.” Allison seemed to be on the verge of tears.

“Well, if your mother’s okay with it, I don’t have a problem.”

Kristen nodded her approval.

“Oh, thank you Daddy!” Allison jumped up from the table and kissed me on the cheek.

“Maybe we should get Josh ‘stripped’ while we’re at it,” I suggested. I was worried that Josh would tease his sister if she was naked but he wasn’t. Besides, I thought he might actually enjoy it. I knew that he slept naked, and sometimes when he thought no one else was around he’d sneak downstairs and skinny-dip in our pool. When he did wear clothes, it was usually just a pair of board shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt with bare feet or flip-flops if we were going somewhere that required shoes. Kristen was constantly nagging him to dress more presentably, so I thought he might leap at the chance to get out of wearing clothes entirely.

Instead, he reacted with alarm. “Dad, you can’t strip me! I’ll be the only naked guy in the freshman class!”

“I didn’t think of that,” I remembered my own freshman year of high school – especially the hazing from upperclassman. Being the only nude male in the school would certainly make Josh a target. “Ok, we won’t strip you right now but to make things even with your sister you have to be nude in the house.”

Josh nodded, “That’s fair.”

“Actually, why don’t you both take your clothes off now,” Kristen suggested, “it’ll give Allison a chance to get used to being nude around family before she has to do it in public.”

The kids got up and went to their respective rooms, which gave Kristen and I a chance to speak without being overheard.

“So how do you want to take care of the actual stripping?” I asked.

“She has to get some piercings and some sort of spray tan to go with it, so I thought we’d make it sort of a mother-daughter outing.”

“It sounds like you heard about this before I did.”

“Oh, there was a great production when she got home. I told her we’d have to let you make the final decision.”

“Thank you.”

“We weren’t sure how you’d react after Devin.” Devin Walters was an 18-year-old basketball player that Allison had taken up with in her freshman year. He’d resisted all of my attempts to scare him off, but Allison finally wised up and told him to get lost over Christmas Break.

I rolled my eyes, “You don’t think this is going to bring all that back, do you?”

“I think her eyes have been opened a bit. Besides, the Stripped for Florida packet comes with a new type of long-lasting birth control, and it’s strictly illegal for a stripped child to have intercourse with a non-stripped child.”

Just then the kids came back into the living area. They were both nude, and blushing with embarrassment.

“So how does it feel?” Kristen asked.

Josh just giggled and looked at his plate. Allison smiled. “Well, it was definitely a good idea to start around the house before I have to do this in front of the whole world.”

Chapter 2

It had been decided to handle the stripping on a Saturday, shortly before the start of the new school year. Kristen wanted Josh and I to do some father-son bonding, and then some back to school shopping, while she and Allison handled the stripping.

I went into Josh’s room at 4:00 am to wake him up for our fishing trip. He was lying on top of the covers, nude of course, and I noticed that there was a crusty towel next to him on the bed. I would have to talk to him about that. The extra laundry his masturbatory habits generated irritated Kristen.

For the time being, I just shook him awake and told him to grab a bathing suit. To save time, he got dressed in the car on the way to West Palm Beach. We set up our fishing poles with the cooler and thermoses full of coffee, and then stood back to watch the sun rise. By about 7:00 the cooler was full of snook, so we packed it in and drove home.

We’d set up a fish-cleaning station in the garage. I pulled the cooler inside and then closed the garage door. Josh looked at me quizzically.

“I thought we’d clean ‘em naked,” I explained.

“Cool!” Josh replied. He stripped off his bathing suit and I removed the shirt and shorts I’d been wearing. We stowed the clothing at the top of the garage steps and started cleaning the fish.

“So your mother thinks we should go naked more often,” I continued.

“Really?”

“Well, times are changing with the passage of the DECENT Treaty. When you and Allison were born it would have seemed crazy that the state would endorse requiring kids to go naked their whole lives. Who knows what the mores for adults will be in another few years?”

“Huh, cool.”

We finished cleaning the fish and got them stored in the freezer. They’d be enough for a couple of dinners over the next few weeks. Josh and I were both covered in fish guts, so we sprayed each other with the hose before going inside for real showers.

“Go ahead and take care of yourself in the shower,” I admonished Josh, “your mother doesn’t like cleaning those towels.”

“Ok, Dad.” Josh rolled his eyes, but marched off towards the shower. He took a lot longer than I did, so I assumed that he’d obeyed my injunction. By the time he got out I’d dressed, and then poured us both a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice. Josh sat down across the table and started wolfing down his breakfast.

“So your mother and sister decided to make a spa day of it,” I explained, “we’re supposed to meet them for dinner and get your back to school shopping done in the meantime.”

“Did mom make a list?”

“She did indeed.”

This was something of an annual ritual. Every year Kristen would purchase dressy clothes for Josh to wear to school, and every year they’d end up stuffed in a closet until being donated to Goodwill at the end of the school year.

I handed the list for Josh to review. This year’s edition was heavy on oxford shirts and khakis.

“I can’t go to school wearing this!” Josh protested. “I’ll look like a dweeb.”

I knew he was right. All of Josh’s friends dressed pretty much the same as he did, and he was one of the more popular boys in his grade. Besides, I didn’t want to end up paying for yet another set of clothes that he’d never wear.

“How about we compromise on some polo shirts and slightly nicer shorts.” I suggested.

“Ok, go ahead and get dressed.” I texted Kristen to let her know of the change of plans. Just in case she responded, I decided we’d shop for school supplies first. Thanks to budget cuts, the school was making kids buy their own books for English class, so we stopped by Barnes and Noble to pick up copies of Romeo and Juliet, The Odyssey, and A Separate Peace. After that we went to Wal-Mart for notebooks and pencils.

Kristen still hadn’t texted me back, so we got lunch at Josh’s favorite burger place before going to the mall to buy clothes. Josh made a bee-line for the Hollister and picked out a selection of t-shirts.

“How are you on back-packs?” I asked.

“The one from last year is still fine.”

“Good, now I promised your mother we’d get at least something with a collar, so let’s head on over to the Gap.”

Josh sighed but didn’t protest. He picked out exactly five solid-colored polo shirts and two pairs of shorts, one khaki and one salmon pink. We spent the rest of the afternoon in the FYE, until it was time to meet the girls for dinner.

Kristen and Allison met us in the restaurant’s parking lot. They both looked rested and refreshed, and Allison was, of course, naked. She had obtained a diamond piercing in her belly-button, and a little gold ring glinted from her freshly waxed femininity.

“You look great!” I exclaimed, and gave Allison a fatherly hug.

“Thanks Daddy. Mom and I had a great time today. What did you and Josh do?”

“Did you guys get my text?”

Kristen rolled her eyes. “Yes, dear. When we get home I want to survey the damage.”

Josh gave a blow-by-blow account of our fishing trip over dinner, and we were all in good spirits once we got home. Josh took the shopping bags out of the car for his mother to inspect.

“Hmmm...” Kristen cast a dismayed look over the Hollister purchases before turning to the Gap bag, “well, these are alright.”

“You know I’m never going to wear them Mom,” Josh interjected.

“You never know, girls in high school notice boys who take an interest in their appearance.”

“They don’t necessarily notice boys who dress in what their mothers pick out for them,” Allison objected, “at least not the way Josh wants girls to notice him. You know I have a little sister on the cheer squad. Why don’t we take her and Josh shopping tomorrow?”

“I made plans tomorrow,” Kristen objected, “Adam, can you take them?”

“Sure.”

“Great!” Allison exclaimed, “I’ll text Shelby.”

She ran off to get her phone and Josh went upstairs with his bags.

“Now,” Kristen said, “If you’ll come into the bedroom, I have a surprise for you.”

I followed Kristen into our bedroom, where she stripped off to reveal that she had gotten the same wax and clitoral piercing as Allison.

“Wow!” I exclaimed.

“I thought you might like it.”

“I’d certainly like a closer inspection!”

Chapter 3

The next morning, Josh took an unusually long time in the shower. When he emerged, his hair was neatly combed and I thought I detected a hint of cologne. He came into the living room holding one of his new Hollister shirts and the salmon shorts.

“Do you think I’ll look alright in this?” he asked Allison.

Allison looked up from her magazine. “That shirt would go better with the khakis.”

Josh went back to his bedroom and emerged a couple of minutes later in the t-shirt and khaki pants, along with a pair of soccer sandals. It was almost unheard of for him to have something on his feet inside the house. He really should have been naked per our new rules, but Shelby would be here any minute and I didn’t want to embarrass him.

“Are those your nicest shoes?” Allison asked.

“Except my sneakers.”

“Ok, just go barefoot for now. We’ll buy a pair of flip-flops while we’re out shopping.”

“Okay,” Josh took the sandals off and left them by the front door.

Shelby Gilmore arrived a few minutes later, dropped off by her brother Samuel, who spoke to me very politely for a few minutes while the kids got acquainted. It turned out that she had gone to the other middle school which fed into Sewaren High school, so she’d never met Josh before. They were both redheads with green eyes and heavily freckled faces. Shelby’s freckles didn’t yet cover the rest of her nude body, and her body language seemed to suggest that she was newly stripped.

With the introductions out of the way, we piled into the car and set out for the mall. Shelby and Josh were both quiet, and it was clear they were nervous about being in such close proximity with Shelby naked.

Allison picked up on the awkwardness and tried to cover it with small talk, which soon turned to a boy she’d just met named Kenneth Newman. This was the first I’d heard of him, and I made a mental note to ask Allison about it when I could do it without embarrassing her in front of Shelby.

We parked close to the mall. Since the kids were all barefoot, I wanted to minimize the amount of hot asphalt they’d have to walk through. We entered through the J.C. Penney’s

“So what are guys wearing these days?” I asked Allison.

“A lot of wrist bands and bracelets,” Allison responded.

“I like it when boys wear ankle bracelets,” Shelby interjected.

“We can get some ankle bracelets too, then.” Josh suggested. It was practically the first thing he’d said the whole trip.

“And earrings,” Allison continued, “you wouldn’t mind if we got Josh’s ears pierced while we’re here, would you?”

“Not at all, you know I had my left ear pierced when I was dating your mother.” Kristen and I had met in college when big hoop earrings were fashionable for men. We’d gotten married with Allison on the way right after graduation, and I’d had to take the earring out when I got a job doing IT for a major corporation. The dress code had relaxed substantially since I’d been there, and I thought that I could probably get away with an earring, and it’d be a nice surprise for Kristen. “You wouldn’t be embarrassed if I got another one today, would you?”

“Not at all, you’d be the coolest dad in school.”

“Then I guess our first stop will be the Piercing Pagoda.”

Josh and I both got both ears pierced, and I think he impressed Shelby a little with his stoicism. He selected a pair of fake-diamond studs (I was somewhat relieved that they were the cheapest men’s earrings they had), and I got a tasteful pair of gold hoops. Allison suggested that our next stop should be Pac Sun, and managed to get Shelby and Josh to walk a little ahead of she and I.

I saw my chance and took it. “So who’s this Kenneth person?”

“Don’t worry, Dad. He’s in my grade and I’m setting very clear ground rules with him.”

“What kind of ground rules?”

“Well, for starters, he isn’t stripped, so there isn’t going to be any penetration until he is.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I wonder how much I’d have to pay his parents to keep them from stripping him.”

“Oh, Daddy.”

We ended up buying Josh a nice pair of flip-flops, the Rainbow brand, and what I thought was a somewhat excessive assortment of bracelets and anklets. Josh and Shelby were much more talkative on the drive back to her house, and it seemed like they were starting to hit it off.

When we got back home, the first things Kristen noticed were my new earrings.

“My, what a surprise.”

“Do you like them?”

“Yes...but do you think they’ll be a problem at work?”

“I’ll be fine. Some of the younger guys already have them.”

“In that case, I’d like a closer inspection.”

“Kids, get lost for a couple of hours.”

Josh and Allison both grinned and walked out of the house. Kristen and I went into the bedroom, and locked the door.

Chapter 4

The kids didn’t have any after school activities on the first day, so they were both sitting around the dinner table, nude of course, when I got home.

“So, how was your first day?” I asked.

I only got shrugs in reply, so I decided to take a different tack. “Were any other kids stripped?”

“A couple of girls,” Allison responded, “but no guys. We’ve been asking around, and it seems like none of the boys want to be the first one stripped.”

“Well, I can see where they’re coming from,” I responded, “You’ll have to think of a way to get them to all strip at once.”

“I guess so,” Allison shot her younger brother an appraising look. “Anyway, Friday’s the first football game of the season...”

I knew where this was going. The cheer squad held sleepovers after each game, which rotated among their houses. Apparently, the quality of hosting played a role in the intricate politics that governed the selection of team captains, and a team captaincy would certainly help out Allison’s college applications.

“Have you guys figured out who’s hosting the sleepover yet?”

“...I was sort of hoping we could.”

“It’s fine by me if it’s ok with your mother.”

Kristen nodded her approval, but Josh looked worried.

“I think I’m gonna see if Seb wants to go camping.” For some reason, home sleepovers had fallen out of favor with the boys in Josh’s peer group around the time they started middle school. Instead, the favored mode of overnight recreation was to go camping in the Loxahatchee National Wildlife Refuge, which was a convenient bike ride from our house. These camping trips tended to coincide with mysterious disappearances of beer from the refrigerators of the participants’ parents, and to precede an equally mysterious smell that was not unlike marijuana in the participants’ tents and clothing, so Kristen tended to resist Josh’s participation in them.

“Why don’t you just invite Seb to spend the night at our house?” Kristen queried.

“I don’t want to be underfoot while Allison’s having a sleepover.”

“You won’t be underfoot,” Allison assured him, “I’m sure we’ll have plenty of fun with you.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

“You’ve never had a problem with your sister having a sleepover before,” Kristen insisted.

“Yeah, but I’ve never had to be naked in the house before either.”

I decided it was worth intervening. “That’s a good point, Josh, but I don’t think it would be fair to relax the rule and have you clothed and all of your sister’s friends stripped. Why don’t you see if Sebastian and Aaron want to go camping with you?”

Aaron Alford was a boy in Josh’s grade who had a reputation among parents as a very responsible boy, and by Josh’s telling a reputation among his peers as a goody-two-shoes, much the opposite of Sebastian Quinn, Josh’s best friend and life-long partner in crime. His presence was likely to dampen Kristen’s concerns about illicit activities, and Josh realized that it was a requirement for getting to escape nudist humiliation.

“That’s a great idea to invite Aaron, Dad. I haven’t hung out with him in forever.”

“Well, if he’s going, I suppose its alright.”

The kids began clearing the table, and I went with Kristen into the living room.

I thought the problem was resolved until the next evening, when I got home to find Josh looking extremely out of sorts. He was normally pretty even-tempered for his age, but I knew from experience with Allison that asking directly if anything was wrong would cause grave offense.

Instead, I started with what I presumed would be a neutral topic. “So did you get the camping trip worked out?”

Josh gave out an exasperated sigh. “No, when I told Seb that a squad of naked cheerleaders were going to be at my house he insisted that we spend the night here instead of going camping.”

“Does he know you’ll have to be naked too?”

“I think that’s half the attraction. We’ve been talking about what if one of us gets stripped – you know some parents don’t give their kids a choice – and he says it wouldn’t be so bad if you had another guy do it with you. So with Aaron and me he’s going to brave it for one night.”

“Aaron says he’s fine with it if it’s a rule. His brother’s lobbying his parents to strip him.”

I put a hand on his bare shoulder reassuringly, “Well, it is just for one night. And your mother and I will be around to keep the girls from doing anything too crazy to you.”

Chapter 5

That Friday I got held up with an issue at work (someone in marketing had put their new server in the wrong server pool), and Kristen called to ask me to pick up ice cream for the slumber party. By the time I got home, the game had been over for an hour and the party was in full swing.

I opened the door and saw the rear of a nude male body, deeply tanned except for the snow-white buttocks, which contracted rhythmically as their owner thrusted himself into a second figure whose dirty bare feet, their toes curling inwards, framed the male’s shock of curly dirty-blond hair.

I recognized the hair as belonging to Sebastian and I was somewhat concerned, as Kristen and I had agreed that the boys weren’t going to be allowed to get past second base with the girls. It was illegal for stripped and unstripped children to have sex, and while Allison had taken the long-acting birth control that came with her SFF chip, I couldn’t be sure about the other girls.

It turned out that I didn’t need to worry about pregnancy, because the feet belong to Josh. He was draped over the couch, with his head resting on the floor and his buttocks perched on top of the backrest, where Sebastian was enthusiastically fucking him. The girls and Aaron were observing in a semicircle on the floor, and several of the girls had their hands in their crotches.

Confused as ever, I went into the kitchen to store the ice cream in the freezer. Kristen was busy cleaning away the remnants of the pizzas they’d ordered.

“Honey,” I asked, “do you know what’s going on with Seb and Josh?”

“Oh, Seb was being obnoxious with the girls, so I said that if he needed to take care of his erection so badly he could do it with a boy.”

“What about Josh?”

“He volunteered. I think Aaron was a little scared of the whole thing.”

We heard shouts coming from the living room, and a few minutes later the kids came into the kitchen. Sebastian and Josh were both sweaty and flushed, as were a couple of the girls.

Most of the kids devoured their ice cream, but Josh toyed with his without really eating much, and kept shooting guilty looks in my direction. As most of the kids finished, Allison announced that the next order of business was piercing Seb and Aaron’s ears.

Josh hung back. Already being pierced, there wasn’t really anything for him to do. I pulled him aside and walked out to our pool deck.

“So,” I began, “It looks like you and Seb had fun.”

“Uhhh...yeah. You’re not mad are you.”

“No, although I’d prefer for you to use a condom in the future. Was this your first time?”

“Uhh..first time having real sex....but we do circle jerks every once in a while.”

“You know, I used to do circle jerks with my friends when I was your age.” In fact, I sometimes wished that I had kept it up longer. My high school girlfriend disapproved, and by the time I met Kristen my group of childhood friends had scattered. The only guys left in the area were Kevin Livingston, who had turned out to be actually gay, and Juan Cortez, who had kids a few years younger than mine – the twins were eleven, and his youngest was eight. Even though we still tried to get together every few months, 16 straight years of responsibility for young children on the part of either Juan and I had precluded any rekindling of our sexual relationship. Of course, now Juan’s kids were old enough for a baby sitter

“Really? So you’re not mad?”

“Not at all. In fact, I’m glad that you’ve started exploring your interests. Sex is an important part of life, and I’d hate for you to miss out because you were worried about what I, or anyone else, will think.”

“I’m just worried I’ve ruined my chances with Shelby.”

I was about to give him a lecture about how a girl who wouldn’t accept who he is wasn’t good enough for him, but then I remember that Shelby had been one of the girls who came into the kitchen looking flushed, which suggested that it wouldn’t be an issue.

“I don’t think you have to worry about that, son.”

When we got inside, the ear piercing had finished and the girls had set up a lesbian orgy, with Aaron and Sebastian standing off to one side and looking on in amazement. Sebastian was already hard again.

I left Josh with his friends and went to find Kristen.

“Honey, you want to explain the girls now?”

“Oh,” she responded, “they decided that since the SFF rules preclude sex between a stripped and clothed child, and there are no stripped boys to be had, that they would have to take care of each other until a boy was brave enough to strip. I think it was intended as an incentive.”

“It’s certainly incentivizing Seb.”

“Oh, go shoo him off dear, I don’t want him annoying the girls.”

I ushered the boys into Josh’s bedroom, and when the girls settled down, Kristen and I went to bed and had some fun of our own. Afterwards, I told her my idea about Juan and Kevin. She was all for it, as long as she got to watch.

Chapter 6

The next morning Kristen got up to make everybody breakfast (fruit, yogurt, and granola to accommodate the calorie-conscious cheerleaders), and I was assigned to wake the boys. I found them tangled up together on Josh’s bed. To my surprise, Aaron was tangled up right with Josh and Sebastian, and judging by the dried semen on his chest, he had participated fully in the previous night’s activities. I would have expected some resistance, as responsible as he was supposed to be. It dawned on me that I was going to need to explain things, the earrings at the very least, to the Quinns and Alfords.

I woke the boys up and they stumbled into the kitchen to grab breakfast while the girls cycled in and out of the shower. Somehow, Shelby ended up sitting across from Josh.

“So do you like boys and girls or just boys?” she asked, innocently.

Josh’s face turned the same color as Shelby’s hair, and he answered into his yogurt. “Uh...boys and girls.”

“My brother just likes boys. I think it’s cool that you’re brave enough to be open in front of everybody like that.”

“Really? I mean, uh...thanks.” Josh smiled for the first time since Shelby had sat down.

I stood behind her and mouthed “go for it,” so that Josh saw.

“Hey, Shelby,” he started a little hesitantly, “I know we can’t have sex or anything, but do you wanna go out sometime?”

“Sure! I’m free next Saturday.”

“Cool!”

I was sure that Allison could think of some way to keep herself occupied, so I decided that Saturday would be the day I asked Juan and Kevin over.

Before I could arrange that, though, I would have to handle matters with Seb and Aaron’s parents. Lying or attempting to minimize the sexual activity would be a risk; the girls knew everything and keeping anything quiet in a group of 20 cheerleaders was a fool’s errand.

I mulled things over while the boys were in the shower. After all the girls had gone through they’d decided to take a group shower to save hot water, and I presumed for other reasons as well. Sebastian thanked us for our hospitality and immediately left on his bike – I could handle his parents with a simple phone call.

Aaron, on the other hand, was still not allowed to roam unsupervised beyond his subdivision, and his mother was picking him up. I intercepted her in the driveway while Aaron was still putting on his clothes.

“Hello, Janet, just so you aren’t shocked when you see Aaron, the girls decided to pierce his and Sebastian’s ears last night.”

Janet Alford sighed. “I suppose we can take them out with no permanent damage. He did behave himself with the girls, didn’t he?”

“Oh, yes. The boys had a lot of fun with each other, but they left the girls alone.”

Janet’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean by ‘fun with each other.’”

“Well, um, you’ll have to ask him exactly how far he went. I know Sebastian and Joshua had full intercourse, but the three of them went into the bedroom after that.”

“Hmph!” Janet barged past me and grabbed her son by the arm, practically dragging him back to the car.

“I hope I haven’t got the boy in too much trouble,” I remarked. “Joshua, you and Sebastian didn’t pressure him into doing anything he didn’t want to, did you?”

“No, he was probably more eager than we were. It was his idea to practice kissing.”

“Huh. Did he participate in any of your circle jerks?” I was hoping that it would turn out that I wasn’t responsible for corrupting him in the first place.

“No, we were afraid he’d tattle. I’m gonna invite him to the next one though. I’ve never seen him so excited!”

“Uh-huh. Well, I’d better call Seb’s parents.”

I dialed the Quinn household, and explained to what had happened to Charlie Quinn, taking care to emphasize that his son had taken the ‘top’ role. Charlie laughed when he heard that.

“Well, hopefully now that he’s figured out you can have sex with boys he’ll quit being such a pest to girls. You know, we were on the verge of stripping him.”

“To be honest, I wish you would. Then we could do Josh without him being the only stripped boy in the grade.”

“It’s funny how boys are these days,” Charlie agreed, “I remember when I was that age we used to all go skinny-dipping as a gang and then jerk each other off on the riverbank.”

“Yeah, those were the good old days,” I responded. I had to admit that I was intrigued by Charlie’s reference to homosexual activities. Perhaps if the evening I’d planned with Juan and Kevin went well, we could consider expanding the group to include him.

After hanging up I called Juan and Kevin. They were both excited about the idea, although Juan acknowledged that he’d need to talk it over with Melinda first. A few minutes after I’d gotten off the phone with Juan, Charlie called me back. He’d just gotten a call from Mrs. Alford, accusing me of corrupting our children. Apparently, she was calling everyone she knew in the class to warn them to keep their children away from us.

I sat back and sighed. It looked like we were in for a long week.

Chapter 7

I was worried about the kids all day at work, and drove straight home for a debrief. Just as I had suspected, word of the weekend’s activities made it to virtually every kid in the school by the time the kids got there Monday morning. Allison had used her influence with the football team to minimize the damage to Josh’s social standing – as she put it, “they get up to the same shenanigans as any other boy,” but he had suffered a fair amount of teasing from those segments of the Sewaren High School student body where the combined power of the cheer squad and football team didn’t reach, mainly the kids who in my day would have been called burnouts or skater punks.

Despite the mockery, Josh seemed to be in good spirits. Apparently, Shelby had sat with him at lunch, which more than made up for insults from kids he already considered to be beneath him. He was, however, slightly worried about Aaron. He had shown up to school with his earrings taken out and avoided Josh and Seb the whole day. The rumor was that his parents had put him in some sort of religious counseling. I felt bad for the kid, but of course there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

Our dinner was interrupted by the ringing telephone. It was a local number so I grudgingly got up from the table to answer it. It turned out to be the school, wanting us to come in to discuss the “situation” that had occurred the previous weekend.

Truth be told, I was somewhat indignant when Kristen and I walked into the principal’s office. After all, I was well within my rights under Florida law to permit my children to have sex with whoever they pleased, and what exactly did the Alfords think was going to happen at a slumber party with an entire stripped cheer team?

We were ushered into the school principal’s office. Principal Duffy sat behind her desk, and a woman I took to be some sort of counselor sat across from her. Mrs. Duffy and Kristen exchanged a few pleasantries as we sat down.

“I suppose we should cut to the chase,” I said, “the school had no sponsorship or official knowledge of the slumber party, so as far as I’m concerned, it’s outside the school’s disciplinary authority.”

“I completely agree with you,” Mrs. Duffy responded. That was quite a relief: the last things either of the kids needed on their college applications was a disciplinary sanction. “Unfortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Alford have made several phone calls to members of the school board, the state legislature, the news media, and the clergy of every major religious denomination, and I must confess the net effect has been to take up an excessive amount of my time. If you’d be willing, I’d like to have you sign an affidavit stating that you did not discuss the slumber party with any school personnel ahead of time, so I can brandish it at the next person who calls.”

“I’d be happy to.”

“Thank you,” Mrs. Duffy handed me the paper to sign, “there’s one other thing. Ms. Walter was on the receiving end of one of the Alford’s phone calls.”

I turned to Ms. Walter. “Sorry if we’ve inconvenienced you.”

“Not at all,” she assured me, “I’m the Quik-Strip coordinator for Palm Beach County. The reason I reached out is that we were hoping you’d permit your children to do an interview for the local news, explaining the benefits of being stripped. We’re trying to increase interest in the SFF program among Florida residents. They’ve had some excellent results up in Flagler County.”

“I think we’ll have to talk about it with the kids, first.”

“We’d be willing to strip Joshua at no charge.”

“That is a tempting offer, but I’m afraid he isn’t ready to be stripped.”

“Let me guess, he doesn’t want to be the first boy stripped in his class? You know some parents make that decision for their children, and so far, all of the children have been grateful for it within a few weeks.”

“Well, we try to let our children make their own decisions. I’ll tell him about your offer and let him decide whether to take you up on it.”

When I mentioned the offer to Josh, he did seem to consider it for a moment, but decided to hold off. Allison had informed him that the cheerleaders were planning something that would save him from having to be the only stripped kid, but remained coy about what exactly that was. When we called Ms. Walter to decline, Allison insisted on taking the receiver, and took it into her bedroom, where she spoke in a hushed voice for several minutes.

“What do you suppose this is all about?” I asked Kristen.

Kristen just shrugged. “Who knows.”

Chapter 8

My evening with the guys went wonderfully. After Juan pointed out that we’d never done a circle jerk with just three participants, it was decided to invite Charlie Quinn, and he clicked immediately with the rest of the group. The actual circle jerk felt just as good as it had back when we were kids, except this time there was no guilt or fear of discovery. In fact, our spouses thoroughly enjoyed watching us, and enjoyed the oral satisfaction we provided afterwards even more.

The kids still weren’t home yet, so the eight of us grown-ups showered off and climbed into the hot tub. Kevin’s partner, Jay quizzed us on the kids’ schools. They were considering adopting, but wanted to buy a house in a good district first. The conversation evolved into a more general discussion of parenting.

“You know, I’m thinking of stripping the kids,” Juan volunteered.

“It’s a good idea to do it before they start getting modest,” I commented.

Charlie agreed with me. “I suggested it to Seb and Tony, and they looked at me like I wanted to send them to boarding school on Mars.”

“Something about middle school just brings out the prude in kids,” Melinda commented, “Natalie pitched an absolute fit last week just because Angel came down from his bath without putting on pajamas.”

“What did you do?” Kevin asked.

“We told her that her brothers were free to wear whatever they want in the house, and that if she was ugly about it we’d strip her. She’s been in a sulky mood ever since. The upside is that the boys have started stripping off as soon as they get home from school to irritate them.”

“You know what’d really freak ‘em out,” Juan remarked, “is if they could see what we’ve been getting up to.”

Everyone laughed, but the joke gave me an idea. “You know, there’s nothing stopping us from doing this in front of them. It’s perfectly legal in Florida. And of course if your kids were invited over here, they’d be subject to our naked rule, too.”

We decided to have another meet-up the following week, only this time the kids would be invited. Allison sweetly volunteered to help Kristen and I set up. It turned out that Josh had been planning on another circle jerk at Conor Ortiz’s house, but he showed up around four with Tony and Seb in tow. They had been lured away from a camping trip at which the boys planned to expand on the circle jerk with some unspecified activities they didn’t think they could get away with in the house by the promise of free food.

As soon as they got in the house, the boys obediently stripped off their clothes (none had been wearing any sort of shoes in the first place), and left them in the hamper we’d provided for the purpose. They asked if there was anything they could do to help, but we were pretty much finished with meal prep, so I suggested they go ahead and jump in the pool.

Allison joined them until the Cortez’s arrived. Their kids had been informed of the naked rule, and the boys (Tristan and Angel) eagerly stripped off and ran out to the pool. The girls (Natalie and Lexi) were much more reluctant, and were still half-clothed by the time their brothers cannonballed into the pool.

Allison climbed out of the pool, and after briefly toweling off, greeted the twins. We had choreographed this part to put them at ease.

Natalie immediately noticed Allison’s nudity. “You’re naked too?”

“Mm-hmm,” Allison responded jauntily. “I got stripped to do cheerleading, so now I’m naked everywhere I go.”

Seeing an older girl naked, and a cheerleader at that, seemed to assuage the girls’ embarrassment, and they removed the rest of their clothing without further delay. Allison led the girls into the pool, and modeled reacting to the boys’ splashes with return fire rather than pouts.

This was the adults’ cue to begin playing our own assigned parts. “Boy its hot out,” Juan remarked. “I know that the naked rule is just for kids, but I think I’ll take my own clothes off.” He removed his clothes and placed them in the hamper on top of the kids’ clothes.

“Hm, I think I’ll join you,” I remarked, loudly enough for the kids to overhear from the patio. Kristen and I went into our bedroom and emerged a short time later equally nude, after surreptitiously texting the Quinns and Kevin, who had been circling the block.

They arrived ‘coincidentally’ within a minute of each other and proceeded to repeat the performance of removing clothes. The guys arranged our chairs in a circle on the patio and, once we were sure we had the kids’ attention began fondling one another.

“What are they doing?” I heard Tristan ask.

“It’s called a circle jerk,” Josh explained, “It’s where a bunch of guys sit in a circle and play with each other’s wieners. I do it all the time with my friends.”

“Cool!”

“You wanna do one now?”

“Sure!”

I returned my attention to Juan’s big uncut cock, and let the kids have their fun. They finished much faster than the adults did, and by the time I recovered from my own orgasm, Tristan and Angel were admiring the cum the older boys had blasted onto their stomachs. Their sisters were watching the whole thing with barely concealed looks of horror.

Allison came outside with some wet washcloths, and we got everybody cleaned up so that the cum wouldn’t get in the pool. The kids got back in the water while the dads manned the grill and the moms took care of their own sexual needs.

After dinner the Cortez’s left while the Quinns slept over. The boys wanted to keep exploring without having to deal with younger kids, and Chuck and I wanted to do some exploring of our own. We had just gotten started when I got a text from Juan. It was a picture of Angel and Tristan, stark naked in the middle of a grocery store, next to the Quik-Strip poster.

Chapter 9

Things seemed to have settled back down, until Allison came back from cheer practice with a pair of permission forms for me to sign.

“These are for the Powder Puff game,” she explained. Every year the junior and senior girls on the cheer squad played a powder puff football game against each other, with a selection of boys serving as cheerleaders. Originally, the football team had served as the cheerleaders, but the current football coach disapproved of the whole thing, so now they recruited volunteers. Being tapped was an indicator of social standing, and each class competed to have the most amusing dance.

“One more thing,” Allison said, “there’s a 45-dollar fee this year to for Josh to participate, and I was hoping we could host the after-party again.”

“Well I don’t mind hosting again, but I don’t see what I have to pay 45 dollars for.”

Allison smiled coyly. “It’s a surprise.”

“Uh-huh.”

My suspicions aroused, I read through the entire permission form. I found the surprise on the second page. “In signing this form, I agree to have my child Stripped for Florida.”

Instead of signing right away, I knocked on Allison’s door.

She opened it without hesitation. “Yes, Daddy.”

“I found the surprise.”

Allison pouted. “Oh, now you won’t be surprised at the game.”

“Will Josh?”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you told your brother that you’re arranging to have him stripped?”

“Oh, of course. All the boys know. They had to for the rehearsals. And we told them that they were responsible for deciding what to tell their parents, so the school has no liability. I checked it with Ms. Walter. But we want it to be a surprise for as many of the spectators as possible, so no telling.” She wagged her finger in mock-admonishment.

“You’re secret’s safe with me.”

I quietly confirmed with Josh that he was aware of the plans, and gave my permission and my 45 dollars. We got to the football game early and sat with the Quinns. Seb had also managed to get recruited for the cheer squad, and assured Tony that he wanted to watch from the stands.

At halftime, the freshman class was the first out. They marched onto the field in blue gym shorts and white hoodies, to the accompaniment of an aggressive-sounding rap song. The boys stood in a single-file line facing the audience, and snapped their heads up as the music abruptly switched to a porn soundtrack. In unison, they unzipped their hoodies and threw them out into the audience. The audience cheered, and then gasped as the boys stripped off their shorts, exposing their erect penises. Each boy twirled his shorts around his finger precisely three times before launching it at the crowd. As the music continued, they put their hands on their hips and waggled their penises at the audience, before launching into a highly coordinated dance routine.

At the end of it the sophomores went out, already naked. I wondered what their big surprise was. It turned out to be a joint production. Instead of leaving the field, the freshman lined up in single file again, and got on their hands and knees in the grass. Each sophomore knelt behind a freshman and guided their cock into their partner’s ass. Josh was getting fucked by Marcus Valentine, while Seb was with Connor Ortiz. Their partners used one hand to pull their hair back and the other to give them a reach-around, so we got a great look at their faces. I snapped a picture of Josh with my phone.

The music kept going until each of the boys had cum, and then switched to a country song as the freshmen and sophomores were replaced by the juniors, who had dressed in Western attire which they stripped off to cheers from the crowd. After they’d got down on all fours the seniors came out, wearing only cowboy hats, and sat on their backs. They proceeded to ‘ride’ their mounts in a circuit around the football field, smacking them on the buttocks in time to the music. When they’d finished the circuit, they changed positions and fucked the juniors in the same way the sophomores had fucked the freshmen.

Josh and Seb found us just as the performance was finishing.

“How did you like it?” Josh asked. He was clearly excited.

“Great performance! I managed to get a snapshot on my phone.” I showed Josh the picture I’d taken of him, and he announced that he wanted to make it his profile picture.

Tony, who had been kept out of the secret, finally spoke up. “So are you going to strip me, too?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” his father replied, and pulled a QS chip and a bottle of the pills from his pocket. Tony accepted them without protest, and Josh and Seb pounced on him, pulling off his clothes in a frenzy of boyish excitement. After the stripping had been taken care of, Seb carefully guided Tony’s mouth to his own cock, and Tony immediately commenced sucking.

“Those shots are really something,” Josh remarked, “I just came 20 minutes ago and I’m already ready to go again.”

“You’re okay with them doing each other?” I asked Chuck.

“Oh, they’ve been doing that since they were five and four,” Chuck responded, “at first we tried to stop them, but they just kept sneaking off to do it, and we finally decided that it was fine if they weren’t hurting anyone.”

“The laws against incest don’t apply to stripped kids,” Josh explained, “I could fuck Allison if I wanted, or you could even jerk me off!”

I was suddenly uncomfortable “Well, we’ll hold off on that for the time being.”

“I’ll take care of myself then. Don’t want to cum took quickly tonight.” He proceeded to masturbate right there in the bleachers, drawing the attention of a few onlookers who were more interested in the sexuality of teenage boys than the teenage girls playing touch football in front of us.

After the game we drove a carload of kids back to our house and turned on the pool lights. The party quickly turned into an orgy as kids rotated from the pool to the living room, which we’d covered in old sheets. After the first round, one of the cheerleaders who had an after school job at Claire’s brought out her ear piercing equipment, and they began going to work on the boys who hadn’t already been pierced. Kristen supervised, largely to make sure that only ears were being pierced, and I followed Josh and Shelby to a secluded spot in the yard.

“Are you ready?” Josh asked.

Shelby nodded and they kissed. Josh worked his fingers into Shelby’s pussy and got her ready to go. I watched Shelby lie back, her legs spread before Josh. He noticed me as he was positioning himself and smiled up at me. I gave him the thumbs up and then turned to go back into the house, giving them one last moment of privacy.

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