Francis's life long dream of living in a nudist colony was complete as soon as he sifted through his boxes, and made the beautiful home his by decorating it.

He started to slide off the light clothes, so that he could breathe normally.

He bent down to pick them up, and carry them away; he was startled out of this action by a loud series of knocks, and some wierd laughter.

He walked over towards the door, not bothering to put back on his clothes.

Francis was excited; he was about to meet one of his new neighbors.

He had not only moved here, because he was more comfortable naked, he had also moved here to meet many attractive men and women that had chosen a similar life to his.

His heart beat both excitedly and nervously as he moved to open the door with the man outside of it.

He encountered an albino male with striking features; Francis couldn't help but check him out, and stop on the unreasonably large cock that the man possessed.

He smiled in greeting, and tried not to come across as a pervert which was very hard when he was looking at a very attractive man.

The other man grinned, and he spoke, "Look all you want at my awesome dick! It is a hundred percent Prussian!"

Francis chuckled, but quickly ruled out this guy as his type; he was too arrogant for Francis's tastes.

"Are you by chance Prussian?" Francis smirked as he asked the question while he secretly wondered where Prussia was exactly.

"I traced my lineage back to the mighty Prussian empire! They had the best armies, you know?" The albino boasted.

Francis chuckled, and nodded; it seemed almost normal to be talking to a naked man on his doorstep.

The Frenchman was thrilled.

"Would you like to come in?" Francis asked.

"Sure!" The proclaimed Prussian agreed, enthusiastically.

Francis led him in, and felt like apologising over the disarray that his house was in since he hadn't really started unpacking.

"I'm the awesome Gilbert, by the way. I live right next door. A Spaniard that I haven't met yet lives in the other house next door to your own. He seems to like his privacy a lot, and he doesn't leave his house much." The Prussian explained.

"I'm Francis, and I finally was able to convince my family that I won't be raped when I move to a nudist colony." Francis introduced himself with his usual, flirty smile.

Gilbert chortled out his wierd laugh that sounded sort of like, "Keseseses"

It was a rather interesting sound, but rather a turn off for Francis, not like he was turned on anyway.

He laughed along with him; his own weird laugh now was introduced to the world: "Ohonohon."

He smiled at Gilbert after he had recovered from their bout of laughter; this was a normal, friendly smile as opposed to his flirty smiles.

"The nudist life is great! Everyone stares at my naked body every day!" Gilbert exclaimed.

Francis nodded at that, and tried not to laugh at his new friend, or tease him too much by saying that there wasn't much to look at on the albino.

Francis sorted through his boxes to find his cooler that held his precious wine; there was nothing wrong with sharing a glass of wine with your new neighbor, was there?

Gilbert refused the wine in favor of bringing over "The most awesome beer in the world!"

Francis shook his head, and watched his new friend leave to go get the beer.

The Frenchman uncorked the wine bottle, and started drinking out of it; it would take too long to find the wine glasses.

He smiled at a soft knock on the door, and got up; was another neighbor eager to meet him?

He encountered a rather attractive Spaniard at his door; it disappointed Francis that the man had thrown on a soft, black bathrobe to cover his probably fantastic, naked body.

Francis sighed at that, but let the man in.

"Do you like wine?" He asked him.

"Of course I do. I'm from Spain." He smiled at him. "I'm Antonio."

"Francis." Francis held out his hand to shake the Spanish man's hand.

"Hola Francis!" The man chirped.

It was weird to hear Spanish words said around his obviously French name.

He smiled at the other man, anyway.

Gilbert arrived shortly after, and introductions were made.

Antonio eventually loosened up around them, and he removed the black bathrobe.

Francis wasn't disappointed that he did; he was kind of sad that he would have to contain himself around such attractive neighbors if they all looked like the two that he had met anyway.