Introduction

    School was let out 90 minutes early today, and while I was at my locker loading up my knapsack, Jason raced up asking me to come with him to his house to see something important.  He wouldn't tell me what it was, just that it was cool, and I'd have to keep it a secret.  In the past year we haven't gotten together as much as we used to, especially after school.
    I didn't like putting him off about my after tutoring and swim lessons three afternoons a week at my mom's friend's house.  Fortunately, Jason, reluctantly stopped bothering me about it.  I guess he figured since school was out earlier than normal today, I could free up some time.  This time, I had no choice.

   All the way over to his house, Jason asked me to promise no to tell anyone what I was about to see.   "It's a dead body," I said jokingly. "Don't worry. My mom's not home, dad is at work, and my brother is on an overnight field trip with the school, so we'll be able to do this with no fear of anyone walking in."  
    I still had no idea what he was talking about when we went upstairs.  He then went into brother's bedroom, quickly looked round, went to the closet and fished around on the top shelf before pulling some magazines. He then put everything else right back where they were. 

    "Look. I found these a week ago.  Jeff doesn't know I've been here or know about them.  He'd probably kill me if he knew." 

I turned red, but fortunately Jason wasn't looking at me, but the magazine covers. NUDIST YOUTH, NUDIST ADVENTURE, SUNBATHER, NUDIST TODAY, NUDE IMAGE, NUDIST SURPRISE. "You've got to see the pictures. It makes you get a boner fast," said Jason. 

   Nudist surprise was certainly the state I was in, I thought to myself.   I was shaking a bit, nervously holding one of the magazines. "Where did you get them?"  My brother's.  I don't know how.  I'm not supposed to know about the magazines.  I discovered them while looking for something in his closet."

 
   I was still looking at the cover of the first magazine.  "Do you think we should?"

"Sure," he said. "Enjoy." 

"Look at the pictures of those lucky guys. Betcha they must hide the pictures of the boners and the other stuff that must go on at those nudie places." 

  

  









 I'm glad my nerves didn't show as I started thumbing through the first copy.  I started reading NUDIST YOUTH.

  

   The magazine was devoted to stories of how teens discovered nudism.  The author started with an introduction about how he interviewed several teens at nudist clubs, and let them tell their stories, before he asked questions.