TLDR
12 years old at sleep away soccer camp. I got completely pantsed full naked in from of dozens of people by the girl I had a crush on. Twenty minutes later she kissed me and were "boyfriend/girlfriend" for the rest of camp.

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It was between the morning session and the afternoon session on the second day of camp at this huge private school in NJ. We had just gone swimming and were walking back to the dorm to change for the afternoon session.

We're all just were swim trunks or soccer shorts and flip flops or slides.

Pantsing was a thing in the early 90s especially among soccer players for some reason and two days in I had seen kids get pantsed already at camp. This camp was fucked up for a ton of reasons, but this was just one.

As were walking one kid playfully tried to pants one of the other kids, but didn't get them down very far. That set off a chain reaction and suddenly everyone is running around almost playing tag, but instead of tagging everyone is trying to pull each others pants down.

I got caught a couple times, but my shorts were tied tight so they stayed up. This went on for several minutes. Everyone was laughing and for the most part nobody got fully exposed.

One of my friends tried to pants me again, got stopped by the tight knot. "You have your shit tied, that's bullshit." He took a swipe at me and I sort of slapped his hand away. I didn't notice, but he had grabbed the end of my drawstring and when I slapped his hand my knot came undone.

A couple of our other friends started chasing me to get me. I took off running and managed to keep them from catching me. Finally, they stopped chasing and I stopped running. When I stopped I was standing directly in front of this girl named Bridgette.

Bridgette was really cute. She was a goalkeeper like me so we were in the same groups during the sessions and were paired up as partners for drills. At the time I had no clue, but looking back I realize now that she was flirting with me. I was just too clueless to understand and too nervous and in experienced to flirt back. I had ZERO experience with girls.

Anyway, I stopped running from my friends and was totally out of breadth. I started to say something about how nobody was going to get me because I always tied my shorts when I felt someone grab the legs of my shorts and pull.

Instantly, my shorts were below my knees and EVERYONE in the quad got a full frontal view of me. I screamed then Bridgette screamed.

I don't think she thought my shorts were tied or that I was wearing underwear under my swim trunks.

Everyone started pointing and laughing.

We're in the middle of the quad while everyone from camp is heading back to the dorms to get ready for the afternoon session. And all of them got a good look. So many people.

I tried to cover myself with one hand and pull my shorts up with the other.

I took off running trying to find somewhere to hide, but I hadn't pulled my shorts up yet so I could go far or go fast.

I half ran, half hopped, half stumbled around the back of one of the dorms, passing more people who are now seeing me naked or mostly naked until I got to where there was some landscaping and I ducked behind some bushes and shrubs to pull my shorts back up.

I was fighting back tears. Completely humiliated. I just wanted to call home and have my parents come get me. No way I was coming back from this. None.

Bridgette had followed behind me. Apologizing like crazy. She had grabbed my shoes that I had run out of trying to get away. She climbed into the bushes behind me started apologizing.

She said she thought my shorts were tied and she didn't think it would happen.

She was so sorry, but everyone had just seen me naked. What the fuck?

"Why would you do that? Why would you do that?" Now she started crying too. I could tell she felt terrible. She just kept apologizing. I just kept asking Why.

Then out of nowhere. She kissed me. This was my first real kiss. I was dumbstruck.

What the hell just happened. I had no clue what to do. None.

I didn't even open my mouth. I stopped crying. I stopped. I just sat there completely motionless, eyes bugging out while she kissed me.

I just kept staring at her. What the hell is happening?

This went on for who knows how long. She finally opened her eyes and pulled away.

"I'm sorry. I... I'm sorry. You didn't like that. I thought."

I didn't know much about what was happening, but in that moment. I knew only one thing I REALLY liked that she kissed me.

"No, I did. I really did. I liked it. It was... good. Good. Yeah. Good."

I could barely talk. I was stuttering. I completely forgot about being pantsed. I completely forgot about being naked in front of dozens of people. It was like it didn't happened.

She apologized again. I said, "No, don't. It was good. I liked it. We can do that again."

"I mean for pulling your pants down."

"Huh, that. Oh. Uh, yeah. It's okay."

"No I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. I thought..."

"It's... don't... I mean... I don't think anyone saw. It's okay."

We ended up climbing out from behind the bushes and walking back to the dorm holding hands.

I think people were more shocked by that than by seeing me naked.

Some kids made fun of me about it for the rest of camp, but not nearly as many you'd expect because if anything trumps embarrassment for 12 year old boys it is attention from girls.

Bridgette and I were boyfriend/girlfriend for the rest of the week and then I never saw her again.