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> Posted by monty on March 23, 2018 at 04:20:53

> Just wanted to reflect a bit about experiences where I've been fortunate enough to have a wet experience with other people - or at least gotten to see other people get wet, unexpectedly. While I've had a few partners who'd have some wet fun with me, I've never been with anyone who was into it as much as I am. Which got me thinking about some experiences, mostly innocent and random experiences with other people with no interest in wet fun. But still memorable to me.

> Sorry if this next part is weird, but to go all the way back to the beginning, I can remember being really young. Maybe 10 or so, maybe even younger. I had a friend named Kevin who lived a few houses down from me. He had a nice swimming pool in his back yard, not just a little wading pool, but an actual legit swimming pool, which was kind of a big deal in our neighborhood. Needless to say, as kids we spent a lot of time during the summer at his house swimming. So the thing about Kevin was that when we'd go swimming, he'd change into his swim trunks, but he'd keep his t-shirt on. That itself wasn't super noteworthy, it was pretty common to see people swimming with a t-shirt on for whatever reason, and that didn't really stick out to me. But what I really did notice was that he'd keep his socks on. Well actually he'd PUT socks on just to go swimming - since we'd usually be barefoot if we were just hanging out, he'd actually go up to his bed room and come back wearing socks before we'd go out to the pool. Even when I was 9 or 10 or however old I was, I remember thinking that was pretty cool. Everyone else takes their socks off to go swimming, Kevin puts his socks on. After a few times watching him do this, I finally asked him why he put socks on to go swimming. He said it was because he gets sun burn so easily. He has really really pale skin, red hair, blue eyes, and I'd definitely believe he sunburns super easily. He said once even though he put sunscreen on, he still got really bad sunburn on his feet - I didn't even know you COULD get sunburn on your feet- but he said that happened, and his parents suggested he just wear a pair of socks when he goes swimming, so that was that. That made young me think "gee, well I want to swim in my socks!" Don't think I really understood why, maybe just because it was something kind of weird and different. Problem was I couldn't use the sunburn excuse, since I have much darker skin and tan real nice and don't burn. Which is mostly a good thing, but killed an excuse I could have used. Either way, eventually I worked up the courage to just do it. Just kept my socks on when I walked over to Kevin's house, packed an extra t-shirt, and said something about how I wanted to try also swimming in my socks and shirt, and was that OK. I had to work up some courage to do it, but I did, and my friends I don't think noticed or cared one way or the other. And I remember it being pretty awesome, even that young. But I wasn't able to do that every time I went to swim, but I would sometimes keep my t-shirt on.

> So that's one. Next one. Kevin had two brothers, one a year younger than him, and the other quite a bit older, maybe 4 years older. And they both had darker complexions and dark hair. Kevin was the weird one in the family with the albino skin and fire-red hair. His older brother is a good dude, and even though he was a lot older than us, he treated us well and would let us hang out with him sometimes. He was hilarious. In the summer he'd always dress in cargo shorts and black t-shirts, which I thought was cool, since my parents would dress me in just brightly colored t-shirts and gym shorts. So when we were kids we all thought he was super-cool, and we'd always want him to hang out with us - even Kevin mostly liked his older brother. When we'd swim, his parents understandably required that someone responsible always supervise us, and his brother (Pete) was usually allowed to watch us if he was around and wanted to. I don't ever remember him changing into a swimsuit - mostly he'd sit on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water, wearing his cargo shorts and t-shirt. But he'd also do the typical older brother stuff - like we'd ask him to pick us up and toss us in the water and stuff like that. I remember one time we were in the pool playing basketball or something, and he was teasing one of us about being "horrible" at it, and someone said, well why don't you get in here and show us how its done. And he just said OK, and cannon-balled into the pool. Fully clothed. Everyone broke out laughing of course. And I'm there thinking "gee, I want to do that!" Another time we were horsing around while he was sitting on the side of the pool, and we kept splashing him. He said that if we splash him again he was going to jump in and kick our butts. So of course everyone starts splashing him, and he did like he promised and jumped in and started chasing us around the pool. One of the best memories was one day we were in the pool and Kevin's mom was watching us. Pete and two of his friends come over to the pool. The had been down at the park playing basketball or something, and it was a super hot, humid day so they were tired and hot. Kevin's mom asked Pete if he could watch us for a few minutes while she went inside to do something, so he and his friends are standing at the side of the pool. The one friend says something about how he wouldn't mind taking a dip in the pool to cool off, and Pete said sure, we can if you want. We all heard this and started yelling for them to come in and swim with us, we were playing some game in the pool and of course all wanted the older kids on our team. I remember surprising myself because I caught myself thinking that I hope they jumped in fully clothed instead of going to change into swimsuits. So Pete and his two friends are standing there staring at us, and we're all yelling so I can't hear what they're saying, but he and Friend #1 start talking to each other, and Pete takes off his shoes and socks. A second later Friend #1 takes his shoes off too and dips a foot in the water. We caught on that they were thinking about just jumping in in their clothes and start yelling and cheering for them to jump in. Pete and Friend #1 trade a few more words and I see them both turn to Friend #2 (who I remember was not as friendly) and motion him to come over. He reluctantly pulls his shoes off and stands next to them at the edge of the pool - then next thing I know they had all jumped in. Granted just in shorts and t-shirts, but I remember thinking how awesome it was, and when I was there age I wanted to be as cool as them and jump in pools fully clothed. (I don't think I ever was cool, but I did do a lot of clothed swimming as a teenager.) At some point Pete's mom comes back out and sees Pete and his friends horsing around with us in the pool, and made a wise crack about what a good job they were doing supervising us. I remember we ended up playing a game where Pete and his friends would sit on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water and ask us random trivia questions, and if we got them right they let us come up behind them and push them in the pool, like an amateur dunk tank.

> Speaking of a dunk tank, my elementary school had a tradition where on the last day of school we did a field day outside, and the 8th graders would run a dunk tank. It was a catholic school which meant we wore uniforms, which for the 8th graders would have been khaki dress pants, white dress shirt, red tie, blue sweater, belt, black socks and dress shoes. Not all, but most of the 8th graders would do their turn in the dunk tank in their uniform. Even was I was in like 1st grade I remember thinking how fun that looked. It seemed like especially the more popular kids would be the ones who'd definitely go in the dunk tank in their uniform, probably because they weren't so shy and were more confident. By the time I was in 6th grade or so, I was getting obsessed with thinking about how I couldn't wait to be an 8th grader so I could do this dunk tank. I got to be in a dunk tank a few times, some of my friends had them at their church picnics or block parties and stuff, but I wanted very specifically to wear my UNIFORM in the dunk tank, and I couldn't very well do that at my friend's church picnic.

> So I'll leave it here for now, since its gotten real late and I need to head to bed. If you like this kind of writing let me know and I'll post another few stories. I have a bunch of short stories like this going through high school and beyond. So sorry if this is too long or boring or weird, but if anyone likes hearing about it I'll post more.

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