Unwanted School PE Nudity

I was in junior high and high school in the 70s and early 80s and nudity in the locker room was completely normal. More than just normal because it was required as we had to strip down completely to put on a full PE uniform at the beginning of class and then strip down completely again to take a shower after every PE class. I can't speak for everyone in our PE classes but for those of us who played team sports being nude or nearly nude was part of the whole routine. And our coaches enforced the PE uniform and showering after requirements strictly with paddlings for violators. There were some boys I'm sure who were shy about stripping down in front of others for PE. I was lucky not to have that problem as I had two brothers and played sports so other than getting accustomed to a bigger crowd of boys in different stages of dress and undress I adjusted fast. So much so that when the coach called for another boy and I to see him at the end of PE class we didn't hesitate to go to his office in the locker room as we were, because we understood that he wanted to see us immediately. The whole class was undressed or undressing when our names were yelled. I was down to my jockstrap and the other boy was nude. Neither of us pulled on a pair of gym shorts just to go see the coach. We thought that we might be in trouble but we weren't. The coach wanted to ask us something and that was that. Left his office and went to showers. The coach didn't seem to notice that we were nude or near nude. At least I didn't think that there was anything weird about showing up in his office wearing only a jock and the other boy nude. This same coach had supervised the whole class showering many times so he had seen everyone of us wearing nothing. I never saw anything inappropriate with this coach.

I went to a boarding school in Canada, with an old concrete indoor pool (long-since filled in). We boys would often swim after evening study time, and once I was a little older, I was sometimes trusted to lock up.

That was the first time I deliberately exposed myself. We always showered together, no big deal about nudity, but one night Amir and I were the last ones there. Thirty years on, I don't really remember what started it, but I think it's just that he got dressed but didn't leave, just continuing to sit on the bench and chat.

So, I just stayed naked, totally unnecessarily and for way too long, and we talked. I bent over in front of him, dried off with great care, walked really close to him, all that sort of thing.

And eventually, I got hard, and I couldn't believe that he just kept sitting there, looking at my cock some of the time while I jacked it a little to keep it hard, wasn't bothered by it, but never touched me. After a little while, he left, and I jacked off like crazy onto the walls.

One of my first great sexual experiences, that!

I absolutely hated and detested PE and gym at school.

I hated being in a changing room with all the other boys.

I hated being seen naked, or in just underpants.

I tried to avoid showering with the other boys anyway I possibly could, and would make any excuse I could think of to avoid it.

At the time I didn't realise why, and I just put it down to being shy.

I did know even then that I hated my penis, and I certainly didn't want any of the other boys to look at it. Obviously hiding away was just another reason for me to get bullied and beaten by the others.

I didn't want to do any of the PE classes and the changing room situation was my biggest fear.

I wanted to go to the girls changing room, but obviously that was impossible.

We always showered nude after sports under Supervision of the teacher. It was very embarrassing because everybody had erections.

We always showered nude after sports under Supervision of the teacher. It was very embarrassing because everybody had erections.

How many pupils are you talking about?

And just an observation, though purely philosophical since I never did any showers after gym as gym was considered totally unimportant, but anyway, if everybody had erections, then there should have been nothing really special about it. Unless there was one or two pupils who didn't have one ...

10 students at a time

I was at secondary school in the UK during the early 1960s. We had 2 sessions of PE and Games every week and had to have showers after each session. This went on right through school. There were usually around 20 - 25 of us boys in the showers at once. I can still remember the first time when I was 11 - I didn't have any brothers and so wasn't used to seeing or being seen by other boys naked. At least at that age we all looked pretty similar without our clothes. It was strange at first but I soon got used to it.

Unwanted or not, nudity in PE or sports was standard practice when I was in school. We started changing into PE uniforms in fifth grade. We all had to strip down and wear jocks, shorts and tee shirts. Showers afterwards were also mandatory. I actually got a bit of a head start in fourth grade because we had basketball practice with the fifth graders after school and had to change into PE uniforms for practice. Certainly, all of us boys were shy about having to get naked in front of everyone and erections were fairly common. If coach thought you were playing with yourself or having too much horseplay, he walloped your butt with a paddle. We got used to it but shyness returned as puberty started changing our bodies. I always enjoyed the sight of a room full of naked boys.

In sixth grade, still in elementary school, we had a counselor come to our class to discuss transitioning to middle school; and we discussed showering and changing in PE. I don’t remember what was said other than it was mandatory and that we shouldn’t be afraid or ashamed. Yet, as a skinny, nerdy kind of kid, I was quite intimidated.

The locker room, which perpetually smelled like an old pair of sweaty socks and a bar of soap, had rows of lockers with benches and behind that was a huge shower area with no partitions, or privacy of any kind whatsoever.

The worst part of this whole set up was the placement of the toilets, which I can only surmise was designed by a sick and twisted individual. There was a half wall that separated the shower area from the lockers, with a double walled entrance on both sides to keep things dry. In the center of the entrances was a cage for the “towel boy” and right inside the entrance and in front of the cage were totally open toilets. No partitions, stalls or any way to not just be the spectacle of the entire shower area.

The coaches’ office had a window overlooking the whole scene with blinds that they could close if needed.

You were expected to strip and put on your uniform. There was no rule on underwear, most of us wore briefs and used the same pair for PE we were already wearing. If you failed to “suit up” you got a “non-suit”. You got two freebies, but after that a non-suit would cost you an entire letter grade! So 4 non-suits = C at best. After whatever activity we were doing that day, the shower bell would ring and we would run to the locker room where we were expected to shower, however they usually did not enforce it. They would pick certain days to have “shower drills” however which were quite a spectacle. The usual suspects (like me) would just change and try to leave without showering, only to be greeted with chains on the doors, blowing whistles, banging trash can lids and coaches shouting “get in the shower!” This meant EVERYONE had to be naked and in the shower area before ANYONE could leave the shower area. The coaches would jump on top of the lockers and patrol for shower evaders.

Most of us would just strip and get in the shower area, regardless of if we even got wet, there were not near enough showers for us to all shower at once, it was just a shower room packed with naked bodies. Very unnerving, you certainly didn’t want to bump someone. Meanwhile, some boys just had to try and hide under benches or whatever else to avoid getting naked. Of course, the coaches would see them, blow their whistles and yell at them...and all the tough boys would yell at them to quit playing around so they could get out. This went on for a good few minutes. We didn’t have paddlings, but the stragglers had to suffer stripping naked while the whole locker room was staring at them and shouting at them angrily to hurry up.

Once the coaches were satisfied we were all in, we were lectured on hygiene and the rules about taking showers. Then they would blow their whistles, and we would all file out (past the toilets, nice touch; I never did see anyone use them). It was quite an unforgettable scene.

On normal days though, you had boys that would shower and boys that wouldn’t. Occasionally they would catch boys sneaking out and make them do push ups and then go shower. But I never got caught and most days I just changed and left.

I never saw an erection, but boys would claim someone had one from time to time, as a source of ridicule and contempt. You would not want to be the boy who got a boner in the showers, trust me, you would never live it down.

PE was a fact of school life when I was in junior high school (7-9th grade) and senior high school (10-12th grade) in the mid-late 60's an early 70's. PE was a mandatory class period (out of 6) each weekday. Both schools were large (1400 students in the JHS, 2100 in the SHS) and had large gymnasiums with a moveable/storeable center wall (that usually separated the boys indoor PE classes from the girls). The locker rooms were on the far sides of the gymnasium. No air conditioning in those days and the locker rooms had large tilt open windows. Since the schools were multi-level, it was possible to look into either the boys or girls locker rooms from the upper floor classrooms when the windows were open in JHS. No upper floor classrooms near the locker rooms when I was in SHS. But there were places where you could get a peek.

You had an assigned PE clothes locker with a padlock issued by the school. There were 3 upper and 3 lower "small lockers" (A through E, with multiple hooks inside and tall enough to hang a towel and t-shirt if you brought your own towel(s) from home) and then the tall locker (probably 5 feet tall) next to them that was numbered to put you books and regular clothes (and to lock) while in PE class. For example, if I had locker 12C, the C-locker was where I kept my PE clothes for 3rd period PE class. Locker 12 was the one I used to store my clothes and books. The lockers were tall enough to keep from seeing and being seen by the boys changing in next aisle. But you could see the heads of the boys in the next aisle. There was a center bench between the rows of lockers and it seems that each row of lockers had 8-10 locker grouping on each side. You were sharing the bench with 15-19 other guys. And there were multiple class "sections" at the same time, so it wasn't just the boys in your class or necessarily in your grade that were in the locker room and showers. The locker rooms were pretty large.

The expectation was to "dress-out" each day. Standard boys "uniform" were "sneakers" (I can't remember if there was a color requirement for them), white socks, athletic supporter, dark blue shorts and a white t-shirt. A protective cup with the supporter was optional. Boys were not allowed to wear their underwear in PE, so you had the nudity of getting out of the underwear and the exposed buttocks of the athletic supporter. You had to get to the locker room by the bell signaling the beginning of the class, change clothes and be out in line for roll call no later than 5 minutes after the bell. So, there was only enough time to get in the locker room, drop your books and unlock your locker, strip, put on your PE clothes and get out the door on time. Class periods were 55 minutes in length with a 30 minute lunch period somewhere in the middle of the day.

The girls wore a similar uniform (dark blue shorts, white t-shirt, white socks). I don't know what their time requirements were.

We would head to the showers 10 minutes before the bell signaling the end of class. The girls would head in about 15 minutes before the end of class. Again, there wasn't much time to dawdle. Get in, strip, head to the showers, get showered, dried, and changed back into your "street clothes" in time to head to the next class. Besides, the next class period would be coming in and would need your big locker. Only the sixth period PE period didn't have the time crunch at the end of the class since school was dismissed after that period (unless you rode a bus and then you had to make the bus on time).

Again, in the 60's and early 70's this was "normal" and accepted. You were mostly around boys your same age in your locker areas who were in some number of your other classes but could end up with a mix of classes in the showers. The way I remember it, you were mostly around people you knew who were going through much the same trials and tribulations of puberty. If young, nude pubescent boys was your thing, your were in the right place. But there was also a good deal of homophobia and having lingering looks at other naked boys would earn you an insult at minimum and the insult of the day was to call someone "queer" or a "homo." The PE teachers didn't put up with a lot of taunting in the locker room and showers. However, friendship that looked like more than friendship wasn't a great thing to deal with. Coming out and revealing an attraction to others of the same sex as a preference wasn't really a safe thing to do in those days.

I don't remember feeling terribly awkward in those locker room and shower circumstances. Other naked boys in the locker room was like the gloss paint on the walls. It was just there and I was just one of many. Personally, I liked to find ways to get into a position to look into the girls locker room without being too obvious about it.

The usual suspects (like me) would just change and try to leave without showering, only to be greeted with chains on the doors, blowing whistles, banging trash can lids and coaches shouting “get in the shower!” This meant EVERYONE had to be naked and in the shower area before ANYONE could leave the shower area. The coaches would jump on top of the lockers and patrol for shower evaders.

This sounds like descriptions I have read about being inducted into the Russian army. Humiliation on a massive scale by perverts and sadists ...

I don't remember feeling terribly awkward in those circumstances. Other naked boys in the locker room was like the gloss paint on the walls. I was just one of many. Personally, I liked to find ways to get into a position to look into the girls locker room without being too obvious about it.

That sounds exactly like mine in the 50s.

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Except there were no girls yet, we had separate schools. Some person who grew up in town and got rich when girls didn't go to high school left some money to build one for girls. When they wanted to build a new co-ed high school it took years to find a way to combine the two legally.

The locker room was beneath the center classrooms and the showers were on the outside of the left corridor. The only way for a teacher to get from a classroom on one side to the other side of that center classroom was to go through it or go through the locker room in the basement center. We soon figured out which old lady teachers seemed to always cross through the locker room while us guys were running naked to and from the showers. Some of them seemed to walk rather slowly while passing through and often arranged to meet a cohort coming the other way so they had to stop and talk. They knew to arrange it so they stopped to talk in that corridor between the locker room and the showers forcing us to squeeze past them.

BTW my wife's great uncle or whatever designed that school. I didn't know that until I just saw his name on Wikipedia.

The girls we last saw in 6th grade finally joined us in a new school that opened for my junior year so some were just plain missing and some we didn't recognize with their girly asses and tits.

That sounds exactly like mine in the 50s.

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The girls we last saw in 6th grade finally joined us in a new school that opened for my junior year so some were just plain missing and some we didn't recognize with their girly asses and tits.

That might have been a true shock. I know that just a summer away could make some people nearly unrecognizable. I look at pictures of me during my visit to one of the universities I was considering and then a pictures of me just three months later and realize just how much I changed physically in just a few months. After a couple of years, it might be like being away for a lifetime.

I was stopped at a traffic light a couple years ago next to a pickup truck. I have a crown vic police interceptor, the car that's known as having "the face of fear". It is so low I couldn't see in the truck next to me but the driver hollered to me: "my wife says she went to school with you". The light changed and we continued our conversation at the next light. He told me her name and she was right, I remembered her from the 6th grade. She was one of the missing girls when we got together again in 11th grade. A lot of girls quit school at 16 and went to work, often where their mother was working. We had a cotton mill and a shoe shop in town so no one had to be out of work unless they wanted to. You could always find a job at one of those places.

I admit I thought it was strange at first in middle school in the late 70s that the boys all showered together in a large room after PE or after school sports. I was a little more self conscious initially because I was uncircumcised and there were only a handful of other boys that weren’t. I think other boys looked at me sometimes just out of curiosity, but because I played years of hockey mostly and some football no one ever mentioned that I was I different. I had heard a couple of the other boys that were not circumcised weren’t so lucky including one who had his shorts and underwear pulled down so others could see his uncircumcised penis. After awhile you just get used to the nudity and it carried over to group physicals and going to the gym in college.

You do get used to it but in my school cut or not didn't seem make any difference, no one cared.

They used to have a female sports reporter who sued under the federal equality laws because they didn't let her in the locker rooms of the professional teams in Boston. The court said they had to let her in and then she was upset about the nudity she found in there. They told her the ball/hockey players would probably object to wearing bathing suits to take a shower so she was just going to have to get used to it. I haven't heard any more about that situation in the 30 or more years since.

Damn, this thread sure brings back a lot of memories for me. My high school experiences were almost exactly as others have described here. In particular, @Enema Runner very accurately described my own high school gym and locker room, right down to the lack of air conditioning, the large tilt windows, the rules around the small and large lockers, etc.

I have to admit that my freshmen year of high school I was scared shitless the first few weeks of P.E. We didn't have a locker room or showers in middle school, so all of that was a new experience in high school. But all the 8th grade boys knew that things were different in high school, as we either heard about if from older siblings or through the rumor mill. I remember being very nervous during that summer as the start of the school year approached. I was hoping that the rumors weren't true, and that we really didn't have to change in front of the other boys, or wear jockstraps, or take a group shower afterward. But it was all true.

My folks enrolled me in the YMCA around 6 years old (1954).. It was an old building with a swimming pool in the basement. Showers lined up in the open along the side of the pool. "Boys Swim" was scheduled and it was always nude. No one thought anything of it. Rinse off in the shower and then back to the locker room. While still in grade school I swam on the swim team. We didn't have hand holds or starting platforms - so for the back stroke someone would face away and bend over to lean their hands on the ground - then I'd grab their ankles to pull up for the push off. Visualize what I was staring at!!

By the time I reached Jr high they built a new facility - Combined YM/YWCA - so no more nudity at the pool. Both the mens and boys loc ker rooms were walk in showers with no dividers or privacy screens. In Junior High we had the Pole showers, and in high school we had a shower room with wall showers and no privacy. I don't ever recall any of it being a big deal.

It's amusing how taboos change over time. Some come into fashion, while others fall out. When I went to school we all had nude communal showers after sport and didn't think anything of it, yet the discussion of sex education was minimal and no song on the radio had a swear word in it. Now there are 'modesty' stickers all over changing rooms while primary school kids are taught about transgender issues and every other song on the radio has repeated F this and F that.

It's amusing how taboos change over time. Some come into fashion, while others fall out. When I went to school we all had nude communal showers after sport and didn't think anything of it, yet the discussion of sex education was minimal and no song on the radio had a swear word in it. Now there are 'modesty' stickers all over changing rooms while primary school kids are taught about transgender issues and every other song on the radio has repeated F this and F that.

Society always changes, usually in small details that end up looming large in the imagination. That is probably why older folks seem so often grumpy and generally pissed-off. It's not only because of getting old and experience your body giving out slowly, but also because they have a difficult time adjusting to changing mores and values.

Imagine living for several centuries and having been alive throughout the 18th-19th and 20th centuries. What an array of practices and social beliefs you'd have had to figure out, adapt to and not get depressed or mad about.

Reading through this topic has reminded me of many PE sessions at my own school. It was an all boys grammar, where privacy was often low on the list of priorities.

From starting senior school we would have a weekly PE class at the sports field, this would happen if it was hot, cold, flooded, windy, under a snow drift etc. The changing room was in a small building in the middle of the fields, I can't even put into words how cold that building was in the winter... I absolutely hated it. What made it worse was that it was also the rugby season, on a boggy field, so we would often return to the changing room covered head to toe in mud and grass, what a sight we were.

Our PE teachers were like the Spanish Inquisition in the changing rooms, they were always where you least expected them, ready to scream at you for slightest transgressions. As you can imagine they were very particular that boys would shower properly and thoroughly and put on fresh clothes before going back to the main school. I guess this seems reasonable thinking about it now, but it was fairly bizarre at the time. For example, some boys would wrap a towel around their waist (shorts and underwear still on), run into the shower, wet their hair and continue getting dressed hoping they wouldn't catch on...

Well, they did catch on, from that point onwards there was a teacher at the changing room door. If you walked past with a towel wrapped around your waist he would pull it open to make sure you had nothing on underneath. Then, down the hallway in the shower doorway, another teacher would standing watching to make sure nobody was messing around and the boys were cleaning properly.

This went on for quite a while, until we were in the higher years and could be trusted. It was definitely uncomfortable and the last thing I wanted to do from 11 onwards... talk about embarrassing.

PS. I am convinced the water in the shower was somehow below freezing... it would take hours for my testicles to come out of hiding after a shower in there!

PS. I am convinced the water in the shower was somehow below freezing... it would take hours for my testicles to come out of hiding after a shower in there!

Maybe the teachers thought making boys take an absolutely freezing cold shower would have other side benefits, like calming your sexual urges - for a while at least ...

If you walked past with a towel wrapped around your waist he would pull it open to make sure you had nothing on underneath.

Think about THAT for a second. That's, uh.........

I grew up in an era where we had to take showers after PE or playing team sports. We were all nervous at first but it definitely made us more comfortable with each other somehow. We never spoke of anyone in any negative way about their bodies but we know we did look and a few guys would talk about who was well developed or endowed again nothing negative.

That level of open nudity continued on into my navy experience, All open bay group showers, toilets and sleeping. No one made any negative comments.

I don't know how it is for the younger generation but if it's anything like what I've seen in my local gym. It's a shame. Very few guys shower after a workout. The few that do, hide in towels in little corners in the changing rooms so as to not be seen.

I seemed to have missed the “golden era” of school showers and jockstraps and all that.

When I hit middle school, our teacher basically said there’s showers here, you’re totally welcome to use them but it’s up to you. And I don’t think a single soul did. Not a peep about jocks either.

Same deal, or even less said when I got to high school.

This was tough for me. As a young 13 year old freshman, i had not quite started puberty and almost all the other boys had larger, hairy cocks. No one really made fun of me but I could sense some downwards glances and chuckling going on. Our gym teacher stood at the entrance of the showers and checked everyone's name off as the entered the mass shower area; we were required to shower after class. We had to stand in that line completely undressed and I would be embarassed. Finally, by the end of sophomore year, I had started to get slightly larger and the beginnings of pubic hair had begun to show up. This is in the early 80's and it was not quite popular to shave your pubic area yet. I did notice many of the boys had somewhat large cocks and I became very jealous….but overall it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be at first.

We had showers in my school late 50s early 60s, but if my memory serves me well, they wasnt compulsory,and they looked decrepid as well.

Ugh I hated PE and I hated PE showers. I skipped PE probably as often as I went and when I did go did everything I could not to have to shower there. Look, as a female you spend a LOT of time doing your hair and makeup. This was the big hair 70s/80s. Farrah hair and gym showers don’t mix. The nudity didn’t really bother me much, it was just the idea of having to get sweaty and shower when I had taken more than a bit of care in my appearance

It never bothered me in the showers. We would stay in them after swim practice bullshitting until the warm water ran out. I guess it was a guy thing.

In the UK it was common back in the day when everyone took it as being the norm. In the changing room you all showered together and there was no cubicles to hide in, and where you changed was an open environment with wooden benches back to back with hooks for your clothes.

I went to my grand daughters sports day and I noticed the girls either wear knee length shorts or track suit bottoms. In my day it was your netball kit, short skirt and polo shirt and that was it. You were out in nearly all weathers, and if you got soaked, your only protection was an hot shower afterwards.