Every summer, Alex and Matthew would spend an idyllic two months at their grandmother's house on the cusp of the New Forest. These were happy times, days of play and wanderings, of climbing trees and fishing in the many cool lakes and streams.
One hot morning the two boys were running through the cool shade of the tall forest to a favourite lake where they were to spend the day swimming. Soon they came to the water's edge, and as they were alone stripped off and jumped in the water naked. They had seen each other naked many times. In fact they spent the summers in the forest in an almost permanent state of undress. The summers were so warm they removed the boy's clothes. Each was lean and fit, with smooth hairless skin and strong limbs. Soon they were splashing in the water naked, laughing and wrestling in the heat of the sun.
After a short while the boys became hungry. They swam to the shore and picked up their towels. The water dripped from their bodies in huge droplets. Their bodies glistened. Mischievous Alex rolled up his towel into a tight knot and hit it hard against Matthew's buttocks. Matthew protested, but knew it was only in fun. Alex swung again, and again caught Matthew on the buttocks. Matthew then rolled up his towel, and so began a harmless game of fighting.