It was mid winter in northern california back in 1984 and I was 10 years old at the time. I was staying at this after school day care and me and this girl, named Stefanie,who was around 8 years old, were running around barefoot through large puddles. She had on red pants with a nice white Sesame Street big bird blouse. She was running through a large mud puddle and did a belly flop right into the middle of it. The day care person saw her and said sit still, while I go get you a change of clothes. While Stefanie was waiting I started to tell her to roll onto her back and get more wet! Much to my delight she obliged and followed all my directions! I'm going back more than 30 years, but I seem to recall she was really enjoying it! Ever since then - I've enjoyed getting wet and messy.

for me it was around 6 -7 i used you have some female neighbour friends, and when it would rain hard, i would go out and play, they would to, i would dare them to jump In the puddles, and get socks wet, and later around 10 i joined a canoe club, so would then be getting myself wet whilst out in the canoes, used to take baths in a t shirt aswell, its really formed from all that my love of wet look

Growing up in what was south Lancashire my dad took me to local swimming lessons and one week there was this hot guy doing lifesaving practice fully-clothed, I got a hard-on in my trunks - from then on I realised I was gay and also into wetlook!
Watching wet scenes on TV films etc I empathised with the guys getting wet, imagining that it was me.
Before I left home when my folks went on hols I made the most of the bathroom, all of my outfits went in the bath!
Used to do long bike rides - no waterproofs when weather warm - and used to love the feeling when it turned wet on me.
Later when on hill-walking trips if day was reasonably warm I would find a nice pool somewhere and swim fully-clothed - frequently to wash off any accumulated mud