Non-Fiction: The Naked Dares of My Youth

NewAndNervous · 10-14-2021, 11:41 AM

Between ages 12 and 15, my friends and I enjoyed dare games that resulted in someone getting embarrassed or suffering (mild) pain. I two losses and one other experience that resulted in me being naked. The first was during a sleepover. This was in South Florida and the weather was warm, so we were sleeping on a tarp in my friend’s back yard. We were playing Jenga. The first to lose 3 times had to do a dare. That ended up being me. I had to remove all my clothes and run to the end of the block and back. I was terrified but excited as I took off my clothes and stood there for a few seconds while my friends laughed. It was a little after 1:00 in the morning and the total distance was probably less than a quarter mile. No one drove by and I don’t think anyone saw me. The risk of being seen was kind of thrilling, however.

My other loss was a game of Rock – Paper – Scissors at the food court in the mall. I had to go into a bathroom stall, remove all my clothes, place them in a bag, and give it to one of my friends. I went into the restroom with a shopping bag, found a stall, took off all my clothes and put them in the bag. After a minute or so, I heard my friend call. I partially opened the stall door and handed him the bag. He said “See you later. Have fun,” and left. I was terrorized not knowing how long I would be like that, with no way to get dressed or escape if something happened. After maybe 5 minutes or so of me hanging out in the stall naked, one of my friends informed me that they had placed my bag of clothes on a hook at the front of the bathroom. I waited until I couldn’t hear anyone in the room, cracked the door slightly to peek out, determined no one was there, and sprinted to get my clothes. I just barely made it back to the stall before anyone entered. I admitted to my friends that it was fun but would not want to do it again.

A little after midnight during another sleepover, my two friends and I decided it would be fun to swim naked across a pool at a condominium complex that was about two blocks away. While we had all done nude dares before, this would be more risky. Being that it was at the condominium complex, there would be a lot more people who could potentially see us. In addition, the sound of the splash when we dove in the pool, as well as the sound from swimming, would call attention to us. Also, while we were all good swimmers and would make it across the pool quickly, there would be a time lapse before we could get to our clothes and make our escape. Finally, to leave the pool area, we would have to scale the fence that was around it since the gate was locked.

We made our way to the condo, climbed the fence to get in the pool area, went to the shallow end, took off our shoes, shirts, shorts, and underwear. We ran to the deep end. My friend counted to 3 as we stood there naked. On 3, we all dove in and swam back to the shallow end. When we got out, we noticed a few lights were on that we had not noticed earlier. As we quickly got dressed, someone shouted “This is private property. I called the police.” We didn’t bother drying off, put on our clothes while wet, scaled the fence, and ran through a narrow wooded area at the edge of the condo property, and hurried back to my friend’s house. Fortunately, we didn’t see any police.

10-14-2021, 11:41 AM	#1
NewAndNervous Junior Member Join Date: May 2021 Posts: 26	The Naked Dares of My Youth Between ages 12 and 15, my friends and I enjoyed dare games that resulted in someone getting embarrassed or suffering (mild) pain. I two losses and one other experience that resulted in me being naked. The first was during a sleepover. This was in South Florida and the weather was warm, so we were sleeping on a tarp in my friend’s back yard. We were playing Jenga. The first to lose 3 times had to do a dare. That ended up being me. I had to remove all my clothes and run to the end of the block and back. I was terrified but excited as I took off my clothes and stood there for a few seconds while my friends laughed. It was a little after 1:00 in the morning and the total distance was probably less than a quarter mile. No one drove by and I don’t think anyone saw me. The risk of being seen was kind of thrilling, however. My other loss was a game of Rock – Paper – Scissors at the food court in the mall. I had to go into a bathroom stall, remove all my clothes, place them in a bag, and give it to one of my friends. I went into the restroom with a shopping bag, found a stall, took off all my clothes and put them in the bag. After a minute or so, I heard my friend call. I partially opened the stall door and handed him the bag. He said “See you later. Have fun,” and left. I was terrorized not knowing how long I would be like that, with no way to get dressed or escape if something happened. After maybe 5 minutes or so of me hanging out in the stall naked, one of my friends informed me that they had placed my bag of clothes on a hook at the front of the bathroom. I waited until I couldn’t hear anyone in the room, cracked the door slightly to peek out, determined no one was there, and sprinted to get my clothes. I just barely made it back to the stall before anyone entered. I admitted to my friends that it was fun but would not want to do it again. A little after midnight during another sleepover, my two friends and I decided it would be fun to swim naked across a pool at a condominium complex that was about two blocks away. While we had all done nude dares before, this would be more risky. Being that it was at the condominium complex, there would be a lot more people who could potentially see us. In addition, the sound of the splash when we dove in the pool, as well as the sound from swimming, would call attention to us. Also, while we were all good swimmers and would make it across the pool quickly, there would be a time lapse before we could get to our clothes and make our escape. Finally, to leave the pool area, we would have to scale the fence that was around it since the gate was locked. We made our way to the condo, climbed the fence to get in the pool area, went to the shallow end, took off our shoes, shirts, shorts, and underwear. We ran to the deep end. My friend counted to 3 as we stood there naked. On 3, we all dove in and swam back to the shallow end. When we got out, we noticed a few lights were on that we had not noticed earlier. As we quickly got dressed, someone shouted “This is private property. I called the police.” We didn’t bother drying off, put on our clothes while wet, scaled the fence, and ran through a narrow wooded area at the edge of the condo property, and hurried back to my friend’s house. Fortunately, we didn’t see any police.