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  • Reaction to being seen naked before becoming a nudist

    This question is for people that did not grow up in a nudists family and became nudists. Later on, Did it bother you when the family members saw you in the bath or shower naked or opened the bedroom door while changing, especially members of the opposite sex, or did you have a relaxed attitude about it

  • #2
    I am the oldest of five boys who grew up in a 1000 square foot ranch with only one bathroom. We shared bedrooms and bath. My dad taught us how to use the toilet by example and often took the little ones into the tub with him. Mom saw all of us naked and did not get upset if she was walked in on. It was a time when changing in big open rooms was common so it was nothing unusual for us at the pool or beach.
    I do remember an incident where we were at a friends cottage on the lake and I was walked in on while changing by one of their girls who was near my age. She promptly backed out and closed the door. I just took it in stride and let her know when I was finished with the room.
    There was a group of us that played together and at times played naked on purpose, even the one girl among us. I think it was about that time in my life when I realized how living nude would be a nice way to be, but some 60 years later have not reached that level of satisfaction.

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    • #3
      My family was not at all into nudism but I was at an early age, like about 7 or 8. I went naked every chance I got, riding my bike to the river or beach and stripping naked. Still pretty much the same a loooong time later

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      • #4
        We were not a nude friendly household, so being nude around family wasn't an issue. That said, my Dad would relax in the evenings in his underwear, as did I, at times, but not as much. I was a "want a be" nudie, as I would be nude when the house was empty. I would sneak a little nude time when I was outside, but was very cautious.
        Fast forward to my high school days. Open showers in P.E. was mandatory after exercising, workouts, sports, etc. It was mandatory to shower before heading off to the next class. Sure, I had my hangups, but that deteriorated fast once I saw that every "body" was different, yet a lot were the same.
        That prepped me for when I joined the service, where we had gang showers. Again, not a problem.
        All of that said, I still wasn't a practicing nudist. Once married, the only time I practiced nudism was sleeping nude, off and on. I would go commando off and on. That was about the extent of it.
        Until one day, already in my 40's did I decide to become a nudist. Sure, it was drastic (dropped my shorts in the living room as my wife and Grandson were getting ready to go to town). Since that episode, I continued to push the envelope on my boundries. As the house emptied out over time, the more my boundies expanded to the present. I am basically nude all the time now, but still cover with my wrap around when the Grandson is around. The only thing now, I don't "jump" to cover now. While working in my wood shop "garage", I am nude all the time. Our laundry appliances are in the garage, and when my Grandson does his laundry, he catches a glimpse, but I don't cover up. My wife, sees me all the time inside and out.
        In short, I was "shy" about being seen while growing up, but over time, my shyness deteriorated. Now I'm not shy, but will cover when in the presence of non-nudists.

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        • #5
          Originally posted by sunloverguy View Post
          My family was not at all into nudism but I was at an early age, like about 7 or 8. I went naked every chance I got, riding my bike to the river or beach and stripping naked. Still pretty much the same a loooong time later
          it sounds like you were a nudists even though you didn't use the term

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          • #6
            I definitely was a nudist before I knew what the term was !

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            • #7
              When I was young, I avoided being seen nude. It was just the social convention. The only occasion that I would be seen nude was in locker rooms.

              When I was in college, I went with some friends to a beach near Santa Cruz. There were nudists present on the beach. They didn't flaunt their nudity and generally stayed at Frisbee toss distance, but it was clear they didn't care about being seen nude. My friends and I did not go nude that day, but it was a catharsis moment for me. I made a conscious decision that I would no longer be concerned about being seen nude. I suppose that is the quintessential feature that makes one a nudist.

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Mosquito_Bait View Post
                When I was young, I avoided being seen nude. It was just the social convention. The only occasion that I would be seen nude was in locker rooms.

                When I was in college, I went with some friends to a beach near Santa Cruz. There were nudists present on the beach. They didn't flaunt their nudity and generally stayed at Frisbee toss distance, but it was clear they didn't care about being seen nude. My friends and I did not go nude that day, but it was a catharsis moment for me. I made a conscious decision that I would no longer be concerned about being seen nude. I suppose that is the quintessential feature that makes one a nudist.
                So before this happened what was your reaction to someone of the opposite sex opening the door on you while changing

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                • #9
                  Originally posted by ranul View Post

                  So before this happened what was your reaction to someone of the opposite sex opening the door on you while changing
                  It never happened, but I suspect I would have been mortified.

                  I did admire the response to such a situation that I saw in an older boy named Dave that I knew in junior high school.

                  Dave was a year ahead of me. I suspect he had flunked a grade because he looked a lot older than most of the other boys.

                  We were in the boys' locker room after gym class. Dave had just come out of the shower and was still nude. I had just finished getting dressed and was about to leave the locker room. Just then, group of boys pushed a girl named Marilee into the locker room. Dave was not more than ten feet from her. He opened his arms and said to her, "Come on in!" She just laughed uncontrollably.

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                  • #10
                    I would have been mortified too, at early ages, although I loved being seen if in a nude area.

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                    • #11
                      it so happened that I was raised by my mother's parents. I don't remember my parents. When I was very young, I didn't understand this, and I didn't give it any importance. But, over time, I had a friend to whom, under forced circumstances, I admitted that I like the sensations that I experience without clothes. She told me what nudism is. And later, she helped me become a nudist. I needed to somehow present this to my guardians. It was easier for me to do this, since no one particularly reproached me for taking liberties in clothes. Of course, there were comments, there were also prohibitions. But it all ended only with remarks and light punishments, more for the form, not for the content. All my conscious steps in nudism, I did according to the guidance and under the control of my older friend. After several experiments, she told me that it was time for my parents to confess. Since it is quite possible, after my experiments, information could already reach them from completely different people. So, it's better that they find out from me than from anyone else. I didn't tell them anything. I just decided to put them before the fact. I just came out of the bathroom one day with a towel on my head, went to the kitchen, took a plum from a plate, greeted my grandparents, and went to my room. Of course, I was worried at that moment. Not because I'm embarrassed. I was afraid of harsh rejection and soon condemnation with insults. But, apart from silence, I didn't hear anything in my address. Then, of course, there was a conversation with my grandmother. A lot has been said. I was preparing for this. I want to be understood correctly. The fact is that I had to be naked in front of my grandfather before. But this is completely different. This is a matter of principle. Of course, my family took it without much joy. And of course there were prohibitions. But, here I have already decided. And if the decision is made, then I'm used to standing on my own. For a while, I basically went naked. Even in such moments, when it was just maybe even stupid. I just wanted them to come to terms with it. It happened in the end. And for good reason. I will never forget the story when his friend came to my grandfather and said that I was swimming naked on the lake. He often goes fishing there. For my grandfather, of course, this was no longer news. More precisely, it was not news that I decided to live like this. Of course, he told me about this conversation, and asked me to limit myself somehow. So I chose a radical way. I waited for the moment when this sneak would come to visit us. And when he and his grandfather were sitting in the living room, they were talking about something. I deliberately stripped naked, and began to defiantly walk around the house. After this incident, there were simply no questions and requests to me to hold myself back. My grandparents just put up with it. How did I feel? I felt confident in myself first of all.

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