Would love to hear more about thisNickTwisp wrote: Mon Apr 21, 2025 12:14 am Oh yeah! After my real-life humiliation at Scout camp (changing into my swimsuit in the 3-sided cabin in front of various females) I was really horny. You can bet your last dime I was jacking off in my upper bunk bed that night---hardly giving a damn if any of the other 3 guys heard me (or the bunk bed shaking---I was in the top bunk).
skai0 wrote: Fri Apr 18, 2025 6:45 pm I grew up in a place and time where some, but not all, parents didn't take the modesty of their children seriously and would have them naked in public long after they had developed a sense of shame for nudity. The age where they would stop doing that would also vary from parent to parent. For me, it was after 10 that they stopped changing me, undressing me, showering me naked in public and regardless of the company we would be with. I have interesting experiences to share, some with me as the victim of humiliation, some with me as a spectator.
Here is my first story, which is the latest I remember myself involuntarily naked in front of people. I hope you enjoy it.
I was getting close to my eleventh birthday when my parents sent me for summer camp. It was the first time that I would spend about 20 days away from them. The camp was quite large. There were little houses scattered everywhere that would host about 5-6 kids each. 4-5 houses would form a "team" and the camp had 10 teams in total, 5 for girls and 5 for boys. The houses of each team were relatively close to each other. Close to the houses, you would find toilets and showers, both indoor and outdoor.
Sundays were visiting days and we had our parents over. So did mine. The visiting area was far from the houses, but my mom told me to take her to the house I was staying in. She wanted to inspect the place. When we went to the area of my team, we found some of my teammates hanging there, sitting in chairs in the little porches, talking with each other and chilling.
Mom was happy to see everything was in order, and even started talking to my friends and getting to know them. Meanwhile, she was happy to see that right there we had a shower. That was good, because she was concerned that, small child that I was, I was not taking proper care of my hygiene. That's right, it was time for a shower.
Right then and there and completely casually, my mom undressed me. She told me to go under the shower and, when I did, she opened the water. When I was wet enough, she stopped the water, spread shampoo all over my body and put me under water again. She waited a little bit and then she stopped the water and she wrapped me in a towel and dressed me (probably she had taken a towel and clean clothes when she was inside the house). All the while she kept her small talk with my friends, who just stayed there watching casually as if nothing particularly special was happening. This shower should have lasted about ten minutes.
As for me, this was a particularly humiliating experience. Like I said, I had experienced that before, but it was getting more and more humiliating the more I was growing up. Moreover, the spectators were not strangers but the people I spent all of my time with for these twenty days. Again, I have been naked in front of other friends before (my parents were ruthless in that regard) but this incident stays in my memory as the most intense humiliation I had ever experienced.
I was not so concerned about these people seeing me naked. For me, it was more humiliating that these kids were witnessing me being dominated. My mom had the power to strip me anytime she wanted and she was making it very clear and obvious to everyone around.
I was not trying to cover up or anything. I was resigned to what was happening. I felt that covering up would betray the fact that I was ashamed, making it ever more humiliating. By playing it casual, I was trying to pretend that all this was done with my consent and that it was no big deal.
I was also concerned that the small audience of 4-5 children could quickly become much bigger, if others happened to pass by. Remember, it was out in the open in a public space where everybody was allowed to go, the camp was full of people and everybody was up and about. So I was looking around to see if other people were coming. Nobody came. Only at one moment I spotted a group of campers walking by, say 200 meters away, but they were too focused on their own discussions to look up and see what was happening.
In the end, I was all clean and dressed and life went by as if nothing changed. But this story is imprinted in me and will always be one of my most sexually arousing memories.
Gotta hear more about this!NickTwisp wrote: Mon Dec 29, 2025 5:52 am Yeah, my Dad was particularly insensitive to any concerns about my teenage modestly. I always suspected that he kind of got off on situations like forcing me to change into my Scout swimsuit in a 3-sided cabin with various female onlookers.
Mothers and daughters you knew?!NickTwisp wrote: Tue Dec 30, 2025 4:16 am From "Exposed At Summer Camp"====I did not have a particularly close relationship with my father who recently died (1962-2025). He would often tease me as is reflected in a few stories I've written on here. One of his favorite lines about me was, "It's the wimp factor, Nick, and you've got it!"
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We were directed to the cabin I would be staying in and I was told to immediately change as the swim test would be starting soon. My father indicated that I should do it right there in the open cabin. "But Dad, there are women and girls out there who will see me," I protested. In a stern voice, Dad answered, "That can't be helped, Nick."
So I began to strip, taking off my scout shirt and then reluctantly my scout shorts. There I was, standing there in front of my sister and Mom in just my white briefs. Moreover, some mothers and daughters, most of whom I knew, were now glancing into the cabin. Dad again yelled at me to "Hurry up," which drew even more attention to my state of undress. I quickly lowered my briefs. Things got even worse at that point as the drawstring to the bathing suit was knotted up. I stood there naked, penis on full display to everyone, while I struggled with the knot. At age 13 I only had a small wisp of pubic hair, and my circumcised penis was still relatively small. Mrs. C---, the mother of my best friend, glanced over from where she was standing nearby and exclaimed, "Nick, I certainly hope you enjoy camp this year." With that I finally got the drawstring undone and hurriedly put on the swimsuit.
On the bright side, I did pass the swim test.
I guarantee some of them were still looking.NickTwisp wrote: Sun Jan 11, 2026 1:33 am Yes, several other Mom's & various sisters probably teenagers saw me naked since they were walking on the path next to the 3-sided cabin leading to the lake where the swim test would be held. We had gotten lost on the drive to the Camp so there wasn't time for me to discreetly wander into the woods to change as the other boys had done.
Oddly enough, I don't recall any comments or laughter. I was so embarrassed to be seen naked at that age that I may have tried to ignore any discussion which might have transpired when we all got down to the lake.
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