Mark was exhausted from the red-eye flight into Iceland. It was only eight in the morning and he was now enjoying the lovely warm water of the Blue Lagoon- one of the country's top tourist attractions.
It was winter and plumes of steam swirled about the outdoor pool. The silica rich water was as opaque as milk. He slowly submerged his hand, testing, and saw it disappear almost immediately. 'This will be perfect for skinny dipping!' he thought.
The pool was huge and organically shaped with lots of curves and nooks. Mark wandered off to a far corner where there were no people nearby. He slipped out of his shorts, found a loose rock on the border, and placed both on the bottom of the pool. With his shorts safely held in place under the rock, Mark began to explore. The warm water felt fantastic on his nakedness after being stuck in airports and planes for so long.
He found it thrilling to move through the enormous lagoon totally nude. It wasn't very busy yet, but there several dozen people spread around. He kept an eye on where his shorts were hidden. He didn't want anyone to accidentally find them, so he planned to go straight back if anyone wandered close to that spot.
It was exciting to come within arms length of people, occasionally smiling and saying hello, while unknown to them he was nude. He found that the longer he dared not look back to where his shorts were, the more exciting it became. One minute... two minutes... When he got up to five minutes his heart was racing with nervousness!
When he finally looked back he saw four figures through the haze, fairly close to his hiding spot. He was relieved to see they that were moving further away, so he continued to drift around while now more regularly keeping an eye on his hiding spot.
Five or ten minutes later, two ladies came quite close to him, laughing and taking selfies. They saw Mark nearby, and asked if he could take a picture of them. He was certainly happy to help, and thrilled to be so close to two beauties, while unknown to them he was totally naked. They posed and splashed a bit while Mark took several pictures, asking them to pose this way and that. After the ladies looked at the photos on the phone, one asked if he could please, please do it again, but this time with the bar in the background.
He agreed to help out further, as he found them both fun and attractive. So the three of them moved off toward the swim-up bar to take more pictures. He realized that from there he could no longer keep watch on his shorts. More posing and photos ensued, and it seemed the three of them were getting quite comfortable together. The girls came over a few times over to look at the pictures he was getting. Crowding around the cell phone, their shoulders pressed against him and he worried they might notice he was naked. Mark also worried one of them might brush a hand against his now hard cock.
The photos turned out great. They both loved them. The woman in the striped bikini said, "Thank you! Thank you, so much! Can we buy you a drink? The bar is right here!"
Before he could reply, she turned around and paddled over to the bar. He felt rather trapped, and was getting worried about his unattended swimsuit being discovered. But regardless, he followed the girls to the nearby bar to join them for a quick drink. It seemed reasonable to throw one back in a couple minutes, then make excuses to go find his shorts.
The drink went down fairly fast, and he enjoyed their company immensely. But he needed to go. He waited for slight pause in the chatter, and started to say "Well, I should..." just as two more women came around the corner and loudly said, "Oh here you are!"
The four women laughed together and one of the newcomers said, "We were looking all over for you girls. It figures you'd already be at the bar! haha"
"And who's your new friend?" one asked, while smiling at Mark.
"We actually just met. He took some great photos of us, so we thought we'd buy him a thank-you drink."
