Kyle was told that this would be the best thing that could happen in his life. He was pretty sure that it was his parent's way of telling him to skooch out of the house, and give them private time together so they could do their obviously sloppy deeds. They think they could hide it but fuck, he could still hear the sounds of his skin slapping and her mother moaning. Forty years, both of them, and they're still as lively as teenagers. In a way, this trip to this supposed life-changing camp gives him a reason to get away from his parents. Although, he's not sure if a nudist colony would be better.
It's not like Kyle is self-conscious about his body. It's just that... he's boring. Doesn't even have muscles or fat. Well, there's a bit of pudge in his stomach of mine, but nothing too distinct. He's like the token white guy in commercials. Average height, average looks, with blonde hair and pale skin. He guessed that his only distinguishing characteristic would be the hoof-shaped birthmark on his left butt cheek. His mom said it is a lucky mark. Kyle is yet to see this supposed luck.
Kyle put down his bare baggage and signed his name in the guest book. There's a concierge, who is equally naked as he is, and guided him in every step of the process. While doing so, he cannot help but stare at the man's crotch. Sure, Kyle has seen tons of dicks. But all of them are behind an LCD screen. His expectations are astir now that he saw one in real life. He finished writing his signature and ventured into the wide open space, where other nudists are enjoying their closeness to nature. He did not expect the place to have these many people. His mother told him that this is on the hush-hush. There are people of all ages, from boys as young as twelve, to a man dawdling by in his wheelchair. Most people are in their 40s though, and some of them have begun eyeing Kyle.
"Mr. Rickon, I presume?" Kyle looked behind him and saw this brown-haired curly guy who seems to be about his age. Kyle nodded his head and smiled. "I will be your guide for the day. If you would follow me, please?"
"Oh, yeah. Sure."
The reserve where the colony is is about a couple hundred acres large. It is a fenced-off community so there is no risk of strangers accidentally passing by. The place is a host to a variety of flora and fauna, and the guide made sure to remind Kyle to be wary of some of them. He also slipped into the fact that some of the endemic flora is hallucinogenic. Many have tried them and made their whole experience in this place a whole lot better. Aside from the wildlife, they have a variety of other natural beauty and amenities.
"Every other night, you can participate in the community dip. The community comes to submerge together by the lake. There are drinks, there's a tiki fire, people dance, it's so exotic. I strongly advise you to try your first night over there."
Then they moved to this sort of strange waterfall in the middle of the camp. It's a huge mountain of stone with carved faces with their mouths open. And from the mouths, water comes pouring out. The water is littered with flowers which makes it scented. "It's the famous Obsidian shower. Find a willing partner and bathe together in its fragrant waters. If you're stressing about who to bathe with, fret not. There on those benches are people looking for partners. They say if you bathe together in its waters, you'll come to see the world from their perspective."
"There are other places to see, and looking for them is part of the experience. I bid you luck, Mr. Rickon." With that, the guide left. Where did you go next?