West Germany And Me Nude In Public

Just outside of Trier, West Germany, now with the wall down it’s just Germany again.

There was a small lake with a large grassy beach like area and ample parking. Behind it was a forest. At one end was a dock. 

Kids would jump into the water from that and on quiet week days people would fish there.

German summers were short and dry sunny days were taken advantage of.

On any warm sunny Saturday there was often fifty cars or more there and often a hundred people. Nobody from my base, Spangdahlem had found it or used this little gem of a hangout.

Rienland Faltz was a state in Germany near Luxemburg and was much like any given American state with forests and farmers, quiet, conservative and not much nudity anywhere.

But! It was perfectly legal to go nude just about anywhere as long as you behaved.

Well, I found it and was there often. 

I was alone and sunning myself there early one July Saturday and people started coming in. Oh, I was nude, all my clothes were in my motorcycle side bag. I was laying on a beach towel. People were spreading out towels and such all around me. People of all ages, families, boyfriends and girlfriends, high school kids. Even a Russian liaison and his wife that I knew from my base. They set up right next to me. I often helped him with English slang. It was a riot teaching him how we cuss and the many uses of bad words. We were friends I’d say. 

I bought him a Frisbee, then ten more. He was sending them across the Iron Curtain to a priest. The children over there had little to play with. His wife would go topless as did a dozen or so other women but no outright nudity except for me and many younger children and teens. 

I’d take nude walks around the lake and sometimes young moms would try and shield their kids from seeing me as they walked around. That was always so so funny.

Mom would try and cover their eyes while being very polite to me and apologizing for the giggles of their kids. Remember , public nudity was legal but not ludeness.

Any way back to the event that unfolded. 

On my walk I herd a man bitching and raising hell on the dock. I stopped and watched from just above the dock. The woman and her two kids I mentioned walked up next to me and stopped to see what the fuss was. Her kids kept staring at me penis while the woman and I watched the man in the dock.

It seems a naked teen boy, I’d guess 13 or 14 had decided to lay out naked on the dock behind the older man that was fishing.

Being naked was not a problem for the fisherman but the kids erection was.

The man got up, got a bucket full of cold lake water and dumped it on the kid's lap. 

The kid got up raising hell. 

The woman next to me said something in German, took hold of my elbow and pointed at the two politzie/police men in full uniform standing next to their patrol car in the parking lot near by. They were watching all of this commotion. But they didn’t do anything yet.

The woman tried to speak to me in English and I understood her enough to know she was worried I’d get arrested because I was sporting a half mast erection. I didn’t even realize it.

The kid ran off the dock and took the fisherman’s bucket. The old guy was still raising hell. The boy filled the bucket with water and dumped it in the open window of the old man’s car right in the drivers seat. A full bucket of water in that nice car! 

The audience of everyone on the beach area all laughed and applauded! 

The crazy kid was taking opera bows LOL

The police were also laughing. 

The old man gets up from fishing and walks right towards the boy.

Uh Oh, he was gonna hit the kid. He grabbed the kids arm and started slapping him repeatedly about the head and face. Then he made a fist and hit the kid hard in the nose.

I almost knocked the woman down when I launched towards the old man. I tackled him like a linebacker, I was at full speed.

He was a strong man but I was stronger. I was holding his head off the ground with his shirt collar all bunched up in my hand and pounding him repeadly on the face trying to knock him out. 

The Police ran over to us, told me to stop and get off him. I did and before he could get a word out the police had hand cuffs on the old bastard. He was in the back of that patrol car before his head had cleared from my merciless beating. 

More applause from the audience! 

Remember that woman and her two kids? 

She came walking up. The Police were trying with broken English to talk to me, she was better so they talked to her first then she translated to me.

The policeman said through her to me, “You are a brave American soldier. You acted in an instant to protect the boy. I want you to give me your Commanding officers name. I want to personally tell him what you did to save that boy from a beating.”

My translator completed telling me all this and  they spoke in German to each other for a second, then she put her arm around mine and held my hand. The police finished getting info from me and still she was holding onto me. They left, the man was arrested and taken to jail for assaulting a minor. I asked her why she was holding my hand. 

She teared up and said in broken English, “That could have been my child.”

What has this story got to do with masturbation? Nothing but since myself and that kid were the only ones naked I thought people her in America might like a story on how nudity is treated in another country.

The woman’s husband arrived to pick his family up. She retold the story. I got invited over for dinner. I wore clothes. The man made his own schnapps. We got shitfaced. 

The End.