Chapter 3: Freedom at Last?
"Huh? Right now?" Lazlo exclaimed, he suddenly got a bit nervous at the thought of two fully grown men seeing him in nothing but his fur. Camping nude is one thing, bathing in front of adults is an entirely different matter to the orange monkey.
"Yes, you must bathe in order to pass through onto the activities, we wouldn't want you get your other campers dirty do you?" the opposite man said as the one across from him chuckled slightly, or at least, what sounded similar to a chuckle. "If you feel this to be uncomfortable, we can bathe you ourselves".
"Oh, no no no that's fine, I can clean myself…" Lazlo was a bit nervous at first, but then he remembered that he was the last one to get here, meaning everyone else already went through this before him! Surely he can man up and clean himself like everyone else did!
Lazlo took his cap off and tossed it onto the ground right beside him, he then removed his shirt along with his sash in one swoop. His shoes and socks were next to go. Then he unbuttoned his shorts and took them off, making sure to neatly fold all of his clothes and stack them well. Now came the nervous part, getting nude in front of them. So far the two men haven't laughed at him or made the slightest comment on his body so he figured he was in the green so far, As he slipped his thumbs in his waist he took one last look at the two men. One man giving him a slight nod to continue. Soon Lazlo removed his boxers and placed them near the clothes and the small bag. He was now fully nude. As he covered his private area with his hands, he moved over onto the exposed tub for both the men to see,
"Man, these people must really want me to get clean if they have to watch me."
As Lazlo reached for the soap bar with his free hand, keeping his other completely guarding his most intimate of places, he heard one of the men proclaim…
"Kid, if you're nervous about being naked now, you won't make it through our activities. Try to relax, I promise you, no one will make fun of you as long as you're in this tent, that's a guarantee."
Lazlo looked at the man with a confused look as he slowly removed his hand from his limp penis and balls facing the men in all their glory.
"What do they mean "you won't make it through our activities", what could that mean?"
But being as the trustworthy lad that he was, he continued to slather on soap and shampoo onto his exposed body as he noticed one of the men taking away his clothes, but leaving the small white bag where it was. Lazlo took this as a bit of a shock, but then he remembered the man's words and decided to leave it up for them to take care of him. Soon, when Lazlo believed he was soaped up enough, he noticed one of the men coming over to him with a bucket filled with water, the man then slowly dumped the contents onto the slippery monkey, as Lazlo felt the rush of warm water cover him. While Lazlo kept his eyes closed he suddenly felt a towel cover his face as soon the warm water stopped flowing over him.
