Being Nude

Being Nude

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Our Swim

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I used to go to visit a friend at his apartment building and we would go swimming from time to time. We used to hang out together a lot until he ended up getting married. Once in his apartment we would change out of our clothes and put on our swim trunks, then head down the elevator to the bottom floor where the pool and sauna are located. We would spend some time playing around in the pool, then head to the sauna where we would remove our trunks and take our towels for sitting on. We always went nude in the sauna, as both men and women have had their own. After coming out of the hot sauna we would leave our towels beside our bathing trunks on a bench and go and take a shower in the nude further down the room. This one particular day after taking our shower we went to get our towels to dry ourselves off and to our surprise both of our towels and trunks were not there. We started to look around in the changing room with no luck. Someone must had came into the changing room while we were in the showers and either played a trick on us or just stole them for some reason. There were a couple of teenagers in the room when we first came in. We had always had done this before with no trouble. Here we were now both stark naked down on the bottom floor and his apartment building and the laundry room next door, which can get busy, but this day no one was there. We now started to look in every nook and cranny again in case someone hid them on us with no luck and decided to sit on a bench hoping some guy would come into the room with a towel that my friend could borrow to wrap around him and go up to his apartment to fetch my clothes. After waiting a few minutes with no luck we decided to take a chance and take the elevator up to his floor with both of us still stark naked and nothing to cover up with except our hands and hoping that it didn’t stop on the main entrance floor in which it did. Lucky there was just a guy waiting to get on and we quickly explained what had happed as he stepped in the elevator and he just laughed .We got up to the fifth floor when the elevator stopped and he got off. From there we made it to my friends floor. When we got to his apartment door he knocked for his wife to open it and let us two naked guys in, hoping no one would see us in the long hallway, again explaining our story after she had stopped laughing at us both standing in front of her naked. He did find out later that someone had put our stuff in the lost and found box. I have used the elevators in his building which there are only two and many times they have made many frequent stops and I guess we were lucky with this just one stop as my friend since he is well known in the building lived there would had been a laughing stock being caught naked as for me I didn’t live there. I have herd of guys being dared from their friends to ride elevators naked in places before, but this was no dare.