Anonymous stared blankly for a moment as he watched 40% head back to the water, then threw his arms up over his head, pulling them back down only when he heard the loud splash.
40% was bare-butt naked!
Well, yeah, he should have expected him to be. It wasn't too likely that the tripfriend would be carrying around a bathing suit.
Soon, the surprise left him. He was cold. It was spring, but the air was still cool in his damp clothes. He watched 40% quietly, as he disappeared beneath the water’s surface, then reappeared a moment later. He stood up and decided to do what 40% had suggested. He peeled his dripping clothes off of himself and hung them on a nearby branch. He looked out to the lake again, watching 40% for a moment, before grabbing 40%'s cloak, wrapping it around himself, and sitting at the base of a large tree. The boy sat quietly, studying his surroundings, and it wasn't long before 40% emerged from the water and walked onto the bank, ringing out his wet hair.
Anonymous watched him closely. Noticing this, 40% stopped suddenly and looked back at him. That's when Anonymous realized he was staring and looked away with a slight blush. The tripfriend continued and retrieved his tight black booty shorts, which he put on even though he wasn't quite dry. Slipping them up his long, slender, strong legs and placing around his shapely hips, he then sat down by Anonymous.
The child hesitated for a moment before asking, "40%, how long are we staying out here?"
40% just shrugged.