First Time Nudist Stories

How would I behave having him close to me, completely naked?

That summer when the time had come for the holidays me and my family as usual went camping for nearly a month to the Riviera with my family, my parents, my brother Fabrizio and I. I do not mean the French Riviera though, would be too expensive for us, but the local Riviera in Liguria where we traveled with the friends of my parents. These friends, too, had two children of our age, a boy and a girl... With the older, Fabio, I was secretly in love, we had known each other since the time I was real young and we even got engaged, meaning that we took our solemn vows and we used to kiss from time to time, but that was it. For years there had remained a little more that my boyfriend could not even approach.
When I saw him for the first time wearing his swimming trunks it was a great feeling. He had a perfect body with immaculately shaped muscles (he had been always into sports), his wonderful black hair and beautiful clear eyes... I knew that he had his Adidas swimsuit on him underneath his shorts whenever he would dress up to leave the beach, and it would drive me nuts. I remember that there were never many taboos between, us we could always talk about everything. I knew him to perfection in almost everything; true, I was younger, but I used to see him naked more than two years ago when we both were still kids; but by then this had not happened for more than two years, for and now we had come of age.
So it was that morning when I saw that he still hadn't had his usual entourage of friends of both sexes - and he invited me for a ride on the cliff before I knew it. It was certainly not my passion as I have never been very athletic but wanting to spend as much time as possible with him, I said yes. We took a couple of towels and tennis shoes and off we went. We were all worn out by the sun and the efforts of struggling up the hill, and so we were both sweaty when we finally got to the place. It was good though to see his body in that state, sexy! He was very kind to me, too, he would help me along the path and almost dragged me up the slope wherever I needed him on the way.
We settled in a beautiful setting between two rocks where we had hardly seen the sun and avoided it scorching effect, and the sea and the view was gorgeous. We lay down and began to talk about this and that... After a while we realized that we were not alone on the cliff - just a little further on we saw a couple who practiced nudism somewhere in their forties. I was rather embarrassed but Fabio acted unexpectedly sure - he got up and approached the couple, asking the guy if we had bothered them in some way. Then he told me that they did not mind having us around.
Feeling curious about the incident, we continued to sunbathe for a while yet when I noticed that Fabio kept pulling down his boxers more and more down until I could see his pubic hair. Blushing a little, I pointed this out to him and he told me to look at the difference. I noticed that he was very embarrassed because the rest of his beautiful body was covered with nice tan - but for the patch of wonderful smooth skin where it was covered by his swimming trunks. He said that it was a crying shame for both of us to have those ugly patches of white skin on us when there was a way to have our bodies covered in splendidly even amber tan.
Finally the conversation turned to the natural way of sunbathing. I told him I had never even tried the topless for that matter. But he told me that he did more than one time in Sardinia the year before but had not yet had the occasion to repeat the experience that summer. There was a moment of silence between us and then he asked me if I by any chance felt squeamish about that. Then he suggested that I, too, should expose my entire body to the sun rays. To that I think I turned red as a pepper, I am not sure now if it was the excitement of thinking of being naked close to him o the embarrassment thereof. But I nodded my head, anyways...
How would I behave having him close to me, completely naked? But at that point he got up and grabbed the sides of his boxers with his fingers and started pulling them off. In a fraction of a second they were lying at his feet! I stared at him open-mouthed: his broad shoulders and muscles, a perfectly straight back and a lean butt worthy of a Greek sculpture, muscular legs, straight and endless and terribly sexy... The parted a second just to remove the boxers and that's when I could see his manhood between the legs clearly visible also from behind. He then turned around and smiled at me with absolute naturalness, maybe just a tad embarrassed, too. Both embarrassed and excited, I could not but follow his example.
I'd like to say that at now me and Fabio are engaged in earnest, and that back then I did not only find a future husband, but a trusted companion and a guide in my naturism escapades.