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It was a quiet day in Beach City. The citizens were going about their daily lives and everything was as normal as could be, except...
There was a rising movement in Beach City. It was an unusual movement, but still a movement nonetheless. Every night, Steven, Lars, and Ronaldo would meet up at the lighthouse while the city sleeps, and they would do something that had never been done in the city before they started to do so themselves… They would run a nudist club.
That day, Lars and Ronaldo met up at Fish Stew Pizza. They picked a table away from everyone so no one would hear them. After they received their pizzas, they started to discuss the plans for that night. "So tonight, I was wondering... maybe we should recruit more people?" Lars suggested. Ronaldo nearly spat out his soda. "R-Recruit new people? Do you know what would happen to us if people started finding out about our club? We'd be in huge trouble!" Ronaldo said worryingly, even though the worst that could happen to him is that he'd be grounded for about 3 weeks. "I know how risky it is, but hear me out. I've been talking to Mr. Fryman and he seems like the type of guy that would be interested in this," Lars explained. Ronaldo looked like he had seen a ghost at that very moment. "You've been talking about this... to... MY DAD?!" "Yeah, he was actually pretty interested in it! Although that was after I mentioned you were in it. Before that he didn't really care about it," Lars explained. Ronaldo went as limp as a wet noodle. "Y-you... told my dad... That I'm a nudist...," Ronaldo said as if the world was ending right before his eyes. "Oh lighten up, he agreed to join us! You should be thanking me," Lars said with a snarky grin. "You have a point I guess... But don't blame me if things get... awkward," Ronaldo said, recovering from the initial shock. The pizza they ordered was finally finished, and once it finally got to their table, they ate and continued to plan what they would do that night.
While eating their pizza, Lars began to discuss another person that he wanted to join the group. "So, I've been thinking, what if I invite Sour Cream to the group again?" he suggested. "Good luck with that. I already asked him before, but he had no interest in it at all," Ronaldo sadly explained. "Oh trust me, I've asked him before as well. I think he just needs a bit more encouragement, he'll come around," Lars replied. “I hope so, it’d be a shame for him to miss out on all of this.” “Yeah… Remember when it was just us two?” Lars asked. “Of course I do, we were so nervous back then. It was a miracle that Steven managed to join the group at all, I thought it would be a duo forever,” Ronaldo said while chuckling. Finishing off their pizza, the two decided to part ways for the time being, preparing for when they would meet up again that night.
A few hours before sundown, Lars would go meet up with Sour Cream at Funland Arcade. "You're still trying to get me into that mess? I said I wasn't joining the first few times so why would I join now?" Sour Cream said to a pleading Lars. "Come on man, it's great! You'll feel connected to the world and as free as you could possibly be!" Lars told Sour Cream enthusiastically. “Have you ever gone swimming in the nude? It could be a brand new feeling for you.” “Look Lars, I’m just not confident enough to do that right now. I hope you all have fun but it’s just not for me. Besides, I have to watch my little brother tonight since my parents are going out,” Sour Cream said in a brush-off manner. Lars sighed and left the arcade. The sun was falling and he had to meet up with the rest of the group to get ready for the meetup.
Once Lars got to the lighthouse, Steven and Ronaldo were already there, but another man was also there. It was none other than Ronaldo’s dad, Mr. Fryman, and he was completely bare-clothed. “Good to see ‘ya kid! Thanks for inviting me,” he said to Lars while shaking his hand. “I’m glad you came! But you do know we usually don’t get naked until the sun is down, right? You don’t have to put your clothes back on though.” “Oh- uh… I knew that already! Just wanted to be prepared I guess,” Mr. Fryman said while nervously laughing a bit. Lars looked over and saw Ronaldo facing the wall. He started to chuckle as he realized Ronaldo's cheeks were bright red. “Oh man, you really are terrified,” Lars joked. “S-shut up!” Ronaldo stuttered out. “C’mon everyone, we need to discuss what we’re gonna do tonight,” Lars announced. “I have some ideas for tonight but I want to hear what everyone else has in store.”
“I think our first course of action s-should be going to the a-arcade…,” Ronaldo said nervously. “That’s a great idea, but... you do know don’t have to be nervous now, Right? I mean your dad is already here so there’s no way you’ll get in trouble!,” Lars told Ronaldo. “Yeah Ronaldo, I’m not gonna ground you or anything, I’m just glad I get to spend time with you!” his dad assured. The reassurance eased him up a bit, but it wasn’t enough to fully relax him yet. “Maybe afterwards we can hit the beach in front of my place and go skinny dipping?,” Steven suggested. Everyone quickly agreed in unison. “I have a suggestion as well. How about we all go do a little hiking in the woods!” Mr. Fryman suggested boldly. “That might be a bit dangerous, don’t you think?” Steven said, worried. “Nonsense! I have special hiking boots and bug spray, we should be fine,” Mr. Fryman explained. Everyone ended up agreeing to the idea.
Finally, it was getting late and the sun was starting to set. Once it was dark enough, and everyone had gone to sleep, Lars was ready to make the command. “Alright boys, let’s drop those pants!” Lars said to the group. One by one each person took off their clothes, except for Mr. Fryman, who was already naked. “Nice cock son!” Mr. Fryman said with a hearty chuckle. Instantly, Ronaldo’s cheeks became redder than a tomato. The group walked outside into the moonlight, where their bodies began to have a slight glow. “Whew! I haven’t felt this feeling in decades!” Mr. Fryman said reminiscing. “You used to be a nudist?” Steven asked. “Of course I was! Why did ya’ think I joined you boys so easily?” Suddenly, Ronaldo became even more relaxed after that fact was revealed, but the feeling of embarrassment was still going strong.
The group finally set off from the Lighthouse to Funland Arcade. Since the arcade machines were still on even after the arcade closed, going there was a good decision to make. As the small group made their way to the Arcade, they slowly walked through the city, enjoying the feeling of the night breeze smoothly brushing against their bodies. “Been a long time since I felt this,” Mr. Fryman stated with a relaxed sigh. “What did you do back then when you went naked like this?” Lars asked. “Me and a few buddies would hit the town deep in the night. We would go swimming, play a few games, and once one of us were old enough to drive, we would have naked rides all through the city! It was great,” Mr. Fryman reminisced. “That sounds awesome, maybe you could take on a nude ride one day!” Steven replied back. “You know what, that sounds like a fun idea! But for now, let’s enjoy the walking.”
After the long and relaxing nude walk, the group finally made it to the arcade. “Alright nudists, let’s have some fun!” Lars announced. They went around the arcade to find games they wanted to play. Ronaldo and Mr. Fryman took turns playing Meat Beat Mania while Steven went to play Teens of Rage. Lars was busy both playing Road Killer and keeping lookout for people. “High score!” Steven yelled out. “Keep it down! It’s bad enough these arcade machines are loud, do you have to be loud too?” Lars whispered sternly. “Sorry-,” Steven whispered back. They continued to shuffle around and play the various arcade machines and Mr. Fryman noticed that Ronaldo was having trouble playing Teens of Rage, he looked tense, and Mr. Fryman was sure that it wasn’t the game causing that.
He walked over to Ronaldo, who was having a tough time with the game. “Come on Ronaldo, ya’ have to press the buttons right!” Mr. Fryman said in a playful manner, however, Ronaldo was too worried about being caught, and Mr. Fryman could spot that a mile away. ”You know Ronaldo, back in my day, me and a few buddies used to go out naked just like this,” Mr. Fryman said. Ronaldo slightly rolled his eyes, “Dad, you told us this already.” “I know, but also, we never got caught, despite being ten times louder than we are now!” Ronaldo looked a bit intrigued at that sentence. “How? Surely someone must have seen you, right?” Ronaldo questioned. “Well… There was one time we almost got caught, but luckily we got away before the person could see us,” Mr. Fryman said with a chuckle. “We’re gonna be fine kiddo, I just wish you would have told me about this club sooner!” Mr. Fryman rubbed Ronaldo’s back in support. He then jokingly slapped Ronaldo’s ass. “Dad!” Ronaldo accidentally yelled. “Loosen up champ!” he replied.
An hour passed and the group eventually got tired of playing the arcade games. “I think here is a good point to call it a night,” Steven suggested. “I think we burnt out all of our energy on these games, we can go to the beach and the forest another time.” “You guys go on ahead, me and Ronaldo have something to do first,” Mr. Fryman told the group. Ronaldo looked just as confused as everyone else. “But dad, what about our clothes?” Ronaldo asked. “We’ll get them later, just come with me,” Mr. Fryman told Ronaldo. The group went back to the lighthouse with the exception of Mr. Fryman and Ronaldo. “So… Where are we going?” Ronaldo asked his dad. “You’ll see,” he said, trailing off into thought. “I’m about to do something to you that you’ll never forget.”