Scarred for life
The first guy I ever saw naked was my best friend's brother. He was about 16, and I was 11. It was summer time and the air was broken in their house. Their parents told me I could go on upstairs. My best friend was in her room, and he was in his which was the room next to hers. He was chilling on his bed naked watching TV with the door wide open. Just the fact that he was naked slightly creeped me out at that age, but then tie in the fact that he's 400 lbs (still is) and had an extremely small d***. Oh, and he had a pony tail. SMH.