I shared a bedroom with my 2 younger brothers, sleeping in the very best bunk of a bunk bed. Our house was very modest. I recall bathing with one of my brothers, Garry, right up to my early teens. 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 short pants and undies. My sister always wore a top too. None of my family were nudists, and my mum was from a strict Catholic history. I’ve never seen her nude.
I do remember all of us lads and dad showering nude in the dressing sheds at the shore, and how frequently there were men sunbaking bare in the open courtyard at the center of the dressing pavillion. I didn’t think anything was wrong with that. When I was 12, I was at high school and my class went to the shore for an trip. It was an all boys school. I remember one of my classmates (his name was Geoff too!) taking off his swimmers and skinny-dipping in a stone pool. I wasn’t quite game enough to do that, but I did have a very strong desire to swim naked.
While I didn’t swim bare, I did sleep nude. I’d wear pyjamas to bed, then take them off. They constantly 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 strange or something, but I began to go nude at home when everyone else was out. I almost got caught bare by an elderly man who used to see us frequently. I had really gone out the back door nude (it was early evening), and I had to dart back in fast, close the door, and act like no-one was home!
Another thing I did was to go to bed later 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 the opportunity to be bare, even in the middle of winter. I loved being bare under the stars! Sometimes, I Had walk or run round the block nude (I’d have been about 15-17 when I did this). It was a little daring, going by the houses of all neighbours who understood 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 recall the driver of a car coming up the main road honking at me! That was a real rush – someone had seen me! I’d never had the courage (unlike other young people whose stories are on this website) to tell my parents I wanted to go naked. At the conclusion of my final year of high school, I turned 18 and went on a excursion for about 10 days with some of my school mates and one of our teachers. We camped in the grounds of the neighborhood Catholic primary school and there were a number of beaches nearby. One night, wearing just 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 bare.
It was amazing! I chose to remain nude after completing my swim, and walked up from the seashore to the nearby road. It was probably about 11pm, so I thought I’d go for a jog in the nude. I determined to put my swimmers down in a place I Had recall, so I really could chicken out. It was such a buzz! Would you consider I accidentally jogged past read in the nude? Again, a few auto drivers honked, but streakers were pretty common then!
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