I shared a bedroom with my 2 younger brothers, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. Our house was quite modest. I remember bathing with one of my brothers, Garry, right up to my early adolescents. My youngest brother, Ian, and sister Julie, who was younger still, additionally bathed together. At all other times, though, we wore clothing, though in the hot Aussie summers, it was frequently only shorts and undies. My sister constantly wore a shirt as well. None of my family were nudists, and my mum was from a strict Catholic heritage. I’ve never seen her nude.
I do remember all of us lads and father showering nude in the dressing sheds at the beach, and how frequently there were guys sunbaking naked in the open courtyard in the middle of the dressing pavillion. I did not think anything was wrong with that. When I was 12, I was at high school and my class went to the beach for an trip. It was an all boys school. I recall one of my classmates (his name was Geoff also!) taking off his swimmers and skinny dipping in a rock pool. I wasn’t quite game enough to do that, but I did have a very strong desire to swim nude.
While I did not swim bare, http://nudistszone.com did sleep naked. I’d wear pyjamas to bed, then take them away. They always appeared worn because I’d shove them down under the covers. I was never comfortable if I had to sleep in pyjamas.
I did not understand anything about nudism, and wondered whether I was odd or something, but I began to go nude at home when everyone else was out.
I almost got caught nude by an elderly guy who used to visit us often. I ‘d really gone out the back door nude (it was early evening), and I needed to dart back in fast, shut the door, and act like no-one was home!
Another thing I did was to go to bed after than anyone else. It became my job to lock up the back door during the night prior to going to bed. I used this as an opportunity to be nude, even in the centre of winter. I adored being nude under the stars! Occasionally, I’d walk or run round the block nude (I Had have been about 15-17 when I did this). It was a bit daring, going by the houses of all the neighbours who knew me so well, with not a stitch on! The last stretch of the run was down the main road and round the corner into our street, and once I remember the driver of a car coming up the main road honking at me! That was a real rush – someone had seen me! I had never had the bravery (unlike other young people whose stories are on this website) to tell my parents I wanted to go naked. At the end of my final year of high school, I turned 18 and went on a trip for about 10 days with a number of my school mates and one of our teachers. We camped in the grounds of the neighborhood Catholic primary school and there were http://serv2.org . One night, wearing only a pair of Speedo swimmers, I went out by myself to one of the shores. I quickly took them away, and ran into the water naked. It was amazing! I made the decision to stay naked after completing my swim, and walked up from the beach to the nearby road. It was probably about 11pm, so I thought I’d go for a jog in the nude. I chose to put my swimmers down in a place I Had recall, so I could chicken out. It was such a buzz! Would you believe I accidentally jogged past the Police Station in the nude? Again, a couple of automobile motorists honked, but streakers were reasonably common then!
I first went bare in front of others of my age at a nude beach when going to University, and that was generally an extremely positive experience. It was also great to see that there were girls who appreciated being naked too!