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My motives for wanting to hang out with naturists were not entirely pure. If I’m being honest they were not at all pure. I was driven by my hormones. I mean, what guy wouldn’t be? If I’d been acclimatised to seeing nudity from the age 0 upwards it would have been different. I was a late starter so it was going to be hard in the beginning, if you catch my drift.

I’m going to start off by giving some background info to you all. My name is Justin you already know that! I live in the midlands (thats a place in the UK) somewhere around the middle. We are a very healthy family compared to everyone else I know. Mum cooks everything from scratch so it never comes out of a packet. She plays tennis two times a week, goes to Yoga every other day, dad and me play football once a week and dad plays squash a lot, Hannah does Judo class every a week, plays netball for the college team and runs every morning, and Lisa goes to Yoga with mum, plays netball and badminton and swims loads. Quite a healthy bunch, don’t you think? I’m 16 years old, Lisa is 12, Hannah is 18 and mum and dad are ancient.

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Now for all the nudie stuff. It was mum and dad that started us all off as naturists/nudists/nudies/loonies/whatever. Two summers ago they said about us all going on a nudie holiday. They said it would be OK because we would be going to France. Nobody will know you there so no need to be shy, mum said. Um, nobody apart from all you lot, I replied. I don’t know how they thought being in France would make it easier getting my tackle out in front of them all! Lisa and Hannah were up for it with no worries. That I didn’t expect. It wasn’t like we had ever seen each other’s bodies before and I couldn’t believe they said yes and not make any fuss. Only the summer before Lisa went nuts when she was getting changed on the beach and mum wasn’t keeping her covered well enough with the towel and someone got to see her bum.

I think getting my kit off was more worrying to me because my body was not the best in the world. In fact it’s rather crummy. That was something Lisa and Hannah didn’t have any worries about. They don’t have an ounce of fat between them but I have plenty to spare.

Mum and dad went on about ‘how much fun it would be’. Hannah was saying ‘it would do us all good’ to be less body conscious. She even admitted to walking around the house starkers when she was alone.

It took about an hour for the penny to drop. There was me, scared about all the girls at the naturist resort looking at my body that I had overlooked an important fact. If they could see my body it meant I could see theirs too! I was 14 at the time and always on the look out for any female flesh to ogle.

Dad and me had a talk. He asked if I was maybe worried about getting an erection in public. Um, yeah, something like that. He told me he was worried about that too. Now I didn’t need to know that! Dad’s tackle was the last thing I wanted to think about, especially, you know, like that. I wasn’t looking forward to having to look at it in any shape or form. Dad assured me that erections don’t happen at places like that. I was convinced I’d be the first and make the Guinness book of records or something. There was no way I was going to be surrounded by hundreds of naked women and not get hard!

I told my friends we were going on a nudie holiday. They all staggered about laughing when I told them. I told them I wouldn’t be getting my kit off. That made it all right with them. Once I said that they called me a lucky b****r for getting to see all that free flesh. It took at least 5 seconds for the penny to drop with them. All of them had a thing for Hannah and it came to the attention of one of them she’d be wandering around starkers too. They knew I hadn’t seen her naked before. I had been asked that loads of times before by them. As far as they were concerned getting to see her naked was going to be my biggest treat. I hadn’t thought about either of my sisters like that before. I was interested to see what they looked like with nothing on. Not pervy or anything. You cant help wondering about things like that. They must have been wondering about how I looked down there too.

When we arrived at the nudie resort I couldn’t believe it. I wasn’t expecting to see naked people as soon as we got in the gates. The first women I saw were nothing to look at. It wasn’t like I was expecting. I went with dad to the reception and got our keys. Our apartment was tiny with hardly enough room to swing a kitten. I asked when we should get naked and dad said whenever we liked. Hannah was the first to get hers off almost as soon as dad said it was up to us. She was like ‘oh, any time we like? How about now then?’ and bang, she had unbuttoned her shirt, dropped her skirt, whipped off her knickers and was starkers. Mum and dad went next and I made sure I wasn’t last and get my kit off before Lisa. It ended up like a race. I couldn’t help it and looked at Hannah a lot. Even if she was my sister she had bits that I wanted to look at. When you haven’t seen a girls bits before (like I hadnt) then you can’t help looking.

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Though I’ve considered myself a nudist, or naturist, for about 9 years now (I’m 41) I actually started down the path to being a nudist right before I entered my early teens.

How I learned of nudism I don’t recall. Since I was raised in an extremely conservative family I do remember that my parents opinion of it wasn’t positive. So I’m pretty sure doing something that my parents would be against was part of my motivation for me at the time.

During the summer of 1975 my mother got a job. Up until then she had been a stay at home mom while my dad went to work everyday. With my mother working now too it meant that suddenly I had the summer home to myself during the weekday.

I started by being nude inside the home while they were gone to work. Usually I would just do stuff anyone might do but I would do it nude. One time I saw some sunshine coming in through the front door and decided I wanted to get outside nude.

At this point I should describe my neighborhood. It was an older blue-collar neighborhood in a major Texas city. My backyard was a little larger than half an acre. When they built the neighborhood they didn’t include an alley. At the far back there were two very old wooden tool sheds (which play a part in the story later), some trees, and a near jungle of bamboo that blocked views to the homes in the back. On either side of the back yard were other homes with just a wire fence separating the yards. This meant our property was open to viewing by neighbors on either side. They had fences, trees, and structures that meant none of the neighbors beyond them could be seen. The front yard was average sized with a driveway and no fencing or privacy for the majority of it. We lived on a curve at an intersection with another neighborhood street.

My first experiences going outside nude were in my backyard when my parents were gone. I would look to see if the neighbors cars on both sides were gone (being that everyone worked I assumed that meant no one was home) and then strip and go out the back door. I found it exhilarating every time I did this. So I decided to find more ways to be nude outside more often. Which meant I needed to find a way to be nude when my parents were home.

I decided to convert one of the ancient tool sheds into my own personal naturist resort. What I told my parents was that it would be my “club house”. Of course since I didn’t have a club I guess that didn’t matter. It would have simply seemed to them like another one of those crazy ideas I had all the time. One of the tool sheds, which I suspect had actually been a rather good sized workshop long time ago, was in pretty good shape structurally but it was a disaster inside. Decades of dirt and junk had piled up. So I grabbed a broom and paper towels and started cleaning. Once it was clean (to use the word loosely) it was time to make it private. So I got some trash bags, which were solid black, and cut the seams and used them to cover a large open part that faced a neighbor’s house. Since the tool shed was in the far back buried in the bamboo I was secluded from our house and everyone else’s now. Plus, the other shed, which was larger, gave additional protection from the view of the neighbors. I don’t know how many hours that summer I spent out there listening to the radio or reading while nude.

But none of this was enough for me. So I decided to push the envelope some more.

In the summer of 1976 I started climbing out my bedroom window nude at night while my parents were asleep. My bedroom window was on the side of the house with a brick wall separating it from the neighbors. So being there meant I was outside looking at the front yard while nude. But since it was dark no one could see me from the street. The only risk was if my parents decided to check on me and noticed I wasn’t in the room. Gradually I started to walk further and further into the yard each night. Being that it was around midnight or later there wasn’t any traffic and no one was outside but me. Nor could they see me from any windows. At least once or twice I jogged down the block to the stop sign and walked back.
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This site is amazing! I’m a 26 year old married guy who is new to this. I’ve been nude in my own home for quite awhile now, just never went out in public yet. Not that I don’t want to go out in public, it’s just there aren’t that many clubs or location up here in northern Wisconsin. One day when I get a vacation I will be going to a bigger resort. This is great, I finally get to talk with other people that feel the same way I feel. It’s tough to find people like me in a small rural town. This is gonna be great as my wife isn’t a nudist and it would be great to show her that this is quite common and something our whole family can do. Just recently I’ve started to let my 2 year old and 3 year old run around the house naked. They love it but my wife is still a little uncomfortable with me walking around them naked. She is getting used to it and in a short time we will all be allowed to be naked in the house. I Hope to meet alot of you at a resort in the future. Did I mention that this is the greatest website.

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im about 4.5-5.5 inches when non errect. is that small. i feel like i dont have that much confidence naked infront of nudist women on the beach.

do i have any problems here. thanks im 18 by the way

No, that’s perfectly average. And perfectly normal for guys to worry about that. Most guys are self-concious about it whether or not they are willing to admit it. The fact that you are brave enough to ask proves that you’re normal. Don’t worry about it.
(Look left to my av. Nobody’s impressed by it. LOL)

Nudist-Teen, 6.5 inches for an average flaccid penis is WAY off.

I’ve long since lost the research on this subject, but even the Kinsey study only put the ERECT penis at 6.25 inches. That was the longest of all the major studies (and in my opinion based on far too small a subject group). The average of all the major studies came up to about 5.9 inches (which is what all of the major condom manufacturers deduced, and they’re the ones whose livelihood depends on it).

Flaccid would have to be considerably less than that.

If it makes you feel any better, I’d be happy with 3 when I don’t have my game face on. Sometimes it’s less than that.

Totally normal. Some guys just shrink a lot.

I’ve never been big in that department. It works though as I have fathered 3 kids.
What I have found is that as I have now put on a few pounds,advancing age and going to seed,it apears that my willy has reduced in size. On inspection there is now some fat in the area and as willy is rooted deeper in my body the fat has effectivly reduced the length.
Am I bothered? NO. I still fully enjoy my nude time and accept my body for what it is. Anyway having more skin means you can spend longer in the sun as there is more to get brown LOL.

Spread the word.. nude is best. Bob..

Nudism is not about size, shape, color, etc. It’s about accepting yourself and others for who they are and not what they look like, own, or wear. Nudists don’t compare what you’ve got with that which others have.

Go, relax, and enjoy your freedom from clothing.
Cheri

Everything is relative my boy. I present the short YouTube vignette titled African Tribe Commentary.

Here we follow an intrepid band of anthropologists from Milan University searching for the long lost Troppo Lunga Tribe. As the scene opens the group stops a pedestrian in their cleverly zebra disguised Land Rover. Are there any tribes around here sporting two foot appendages? “Sure,” he says. “Just hang a right at the second watering hole and head straight in the direction of Kilimanjaro.”

Soon we see five tribesman oddly just standing around with spears, bows and arrows. The researchers climb out of the Land rover and approach them. Initially the tribal hunters are menacing. They’ve never set eyes on Caucasian males who didn’t need hoists winches and sheathes before. To ingratiate himself the safari leader (who has been honed in the classics including the 1933 Merian Cooper movie) utters the familiar refrain, “Balo! Balo por Kong!”

Unfortunately the tribesman remain clueless. However they do spot something they like, the really cute blonde with the recorder. Soon they are more than willing to demonstrate anything the new visitors request. The video fades to black as one tribesman is about to show the myriad of useful tricks his appendage is able to accomplish, from doubling as a slingshot to shooting a basket beyond the NBA three point range.

We are all stuck with each other as we actually are! The variety is fun, the differences quite small, and personality shines through. For teens of both genders, finding this out means being able to skip a whole lot of worry, including trying to live up to clearly mythical “sizes” and other “standards”. Although the caricature is that teens love to compete and compare, brag and belittle, and generally terrorize each other — naturism, as Cheri points out, provides a pretty cool alternative model that is much more in tune with current retooling of old gender, ethnic and other divisive distinctions. Kids don’t have to emulate dumb adult attitudes — 18 or 19 is a great age to choose a different approach.