Jan and Mark 1

Stripped For Florida: Jan and Mark 1

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Jan and Mark

by Willie B Florida
comments welcome to: [email protected]

This story has some similarities to a previous saga, but it was written as a separate escapade. Enjoy!

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PART 1

When I flew to Germany recently for a business meeting I was surprised to find that my colleague met me at the airport with his ten year old son in tow. Actually, not surprised that his son was with him, per se. It is summer after all and I'm sure parents in Germany have the same dilemmas we face in the US when kids are on school holiday but parents have to work. I was glad that he felt comfortable having his kid with him during work hours and his son was absolutely charming and well behaved. What surprised me was that the lithe, blond-haired boy was wearing only sandals and some type of nylon bikini-style swim suit. As I said, he was most charming and he introduced himself as Jan and shook my hand, laughing a little at himself for being so grown up!

I work for a US distributor of automobile parts for upscale import models. My colleague in Germany took me around to finance offices, government customs agencies, factories, and supply and distribution companies. In other words, we were hopping into all sorts of different offices and situations all day. In between we stopped for lunch at a restaurant and took a little time off so I could buy presents to take back home for my wife and my own son who just turned 14. I swear, the entire day Jan wore nothing more than the skimpy little bathing suit. It was light blue, nylon and did absolutely nothing to hide the little bit of his body it covered. Unlike a Speedo suit, the fabric fit loosely, so that the boy's penis and balls protruded out in front, while the fabric in back fit snugly around his shapely buttocks. He seemed completely at home in this attire. What was more amazing is that nobody else batted an eye. Indeed, in government offices, restaurants, and business offices everyone was friendly and greeted him warmly and then proceeded to take care of whatever business we had come for.

"Is this normal for you?" I asked Jan.

He seemed confused by the question. I elaborated.

"Oh, ja, of course. It is summer!" he laughed.

His father pulled over at the next intersection and said. "Let me show you. We can have a small snack here also."

After parking the car we strolled over to a large fountain. Parents sat on benches while children swarmed over the animal sculptures, water splashing across their bodies. Some children were "clothed" just like our Jan. Others were completely naked.

"Yes, but this is a fountain. Where we live in the US you would not see the naked children, but at least it would not be so unusual to see kids in bathing suits." I watched a little longer. "Of course, in the US the girls would not be topless as they are here. Boys would be wearing suits to their knees, not the bikini style." We sat and ate our snacks and I observed some more. "And, nobody would be having their kids strip naked to dry off. I'm assuming they are changing into dry clothes, but evidently not."

I watched as several mothers got up and walked their children off through the park or the adjacent streets. Some kids were still in their skimpy, wet suits while others had taken them off and were now totally bare.

My host smiled. "Europeans are a little more relaxed than most of the USA, I think."

I nodded.

After our last stop my host explained that we would be staying at a nearby hotel. "I have friends from Dusseldorf who are visiting. I've taken the liberty of putting us in the same hotel, if you don't mind. Naturally I have reserved a separate room for you."

I assured him that there was no problem at all. We were done working for the day and it would be nice to meet some other folks rather than stay alone in a hotel all evening.

We reached the hotel, registered at the front desk and picked up our keys. We went first to the room of my host's friends. There was a great deal of hugging. Jan was picked up and hugged as well. I was introduced, and bottles of wine were placed on the table to begin the festivities.

Jan had carefully placed his sandals by the door. His father casually pulled the boy's swimsuit down and put it in his bag. The boy seemed as equally comfortable naked as he had been full 'clothed' all day. After a polite glass of wine I asked to be allowed to check into my own room and freshen up after a day on the road. Everyone promised to come get me when they were ready to eat dinner.

After cleaning up, showering and changing into clean clothes I heard a gentle tap on the door. Ten year old naked Jan stood there smiling. "Dinner time," he announced, simply.

"I just need to get a few things and I'll be ready," I answered.

"Okay," he said and walked into my room and started looking around. His little naked penis stuck out straight from his body and every once in a while he reached down and twiddled with the end of it. He seemed completely unselfconscious.

When I was ready to go we closed the door and Jan led the way to the elevator and pushed the button.

"Where will we eat?" I asked him.

"There is a restaurant in the hotel. We eat there." he replied.

The elevator arrived and we got in. It stopped on the next floor and a woman and a little girl, perhaps 7 or 8 years old, got on. She smiled at Jan and he smiled back. The woman acted as if finding a naked boy on an elevator was the most normal thing in the world. I was beginning to think it was.

Next stop was ours and we walked down the hall, passing a stiff-looking banker type as we went. He paid absolutely no attention to either of us, short of managing to avoid running us over. My colleague and friends had obviously been partying and were in a great mood. Several empty bottles of wine stood on the table. They cheered at my arrival and urged a glass into my hand for a toast to something long and complex in German. Jan stood on the bed and drank a smaller glass of wine along with us. Then we trooped downstairs for dinner. I was surprised yet again that Jan was completely naked. I had been sure he would have been suited back up again, at least in his bikini, for dinner.

"He can eat in the restaurant like that?" I inquired of my colleague.

"Oh, yes. This is not a formal restaurant, like where we had lunch today." I chuckled at the thought that Jan's 'formal wear' was a bikini. In that case 'casual' could be nothing more than naked!

As it turned out Jan was not the only naked child. The restaurant overlooked the hotel swimming pool. All but one boy and nearly every girl in the pool was naked. There were even a few naked adults. While the grownups at the tables were invariably nicely dressed, the younger children -- certainly up to age ten and some a little beyond -- wandered between the pool and the adults, eating, chatting and going back for a swim. Jan took a quick dip and returned dripping wet, but seemed happy to enjoy the adult company for the evening. As it got late, he sat on his father's lap and quietly fell asleep as his father gently fondled the boy's penis.

The next day we finished up the business part of my trip and father and son dropped me off at the airport again. Jan's attire remained the same as when I arrived except that on this day his swimsuit was lime green.

Nothing more would probably have come out of this experience except for the conversation with my wife when I got home. I told her it was nice to see how comfortable the boy had been with his body and that he was certainly very cute. A new opportunity emerged just two weeks later when I received notice from my company that I was being shifted to the Southeastern distribution center with headquarters in Jacksonville, Florida, a major port of entry for parts. You must understand that most of the United States has extremely conservative laws, especially following the introduction of DECENT--the worldwide treaty giving decentralized control of so-called morality statutes. Florida, Nevada and Vermont (for three very different reasons) are the exceptions to the rule. Florida has its own culture of state-encouraged child nudity, largely fueled by the lucrative revenues brought in by tourists who strip their children for the quintessential naked Florida vacation. Suddenly my wife and I found ourselves entertaining the notion of our own son wandering the streets in only a bikini-style suit.

(The End)