Forced Nudity Growing Up

When I was very little there was X-rays and a VCUG naked. After that I simply refused but I was examined many times partially dressed.

As boys at secondary school there was both supervised and unsupervised communal showers. We were not supposed to cover our genitals.

At school swimming we had to wash ourselves thoroughly teacher supervised. The showers were in a row along a wall and only every 3rd shower was turned on so whilst washing we had a degree of privacy from each other.

Yes, at the army entry exam.

Yes, in the change room and showers in Junior High, High School and University both for gym class and swimming class.

@Aroused Your experience with your grandmother and her 'generous' friend passing on clothes for you to wear certainly made me wonder how many boys she got to see in the nude if all the mothers and grandmothers took the same attitude to modesty as your grandmother, she must have gained quite a wide knowledge of boys development !

My mother did a similar thing with me once when I was 16 and not long out of hospital after an operation which left a scar from upper stomach down to my shaved pubic area. When her two friends visited, as my mother was still nursing me and couldn't go out, they asked how I was feeling and did the scar, which they could see above my pajama trousers, still hurt.

As I was explaining that it didn't anymore my mother told them that it went right down across my stomach then to my horror undid the pajama trousers and let them fall to my ankles whilst saying 'John won't mind showing you'. Having no top on, it was very hot that summer, I was then naked from the ankles up with her two friends inches away from my genitals.

Nobody touched me, unlike in your experience, and to be honest her friends looked as nearly embarrassed as I was but stood there for several minutes almost completely naked (ankles covered!) and to make it almost worse shaved from thigh to chest it seemed like an age before my mother bent down and pulled up my pajama trousers again.

As they were mothers two best friends I continued to see them about and in church and I always felt awkward when one of them was with her daughter, wondering if it had been discussed in front of her at table that night.

I spoke about to my mother years later but she only said 'Oh you were only young I didn't think you you would be embarrassed' I reminded her I was 16 at the time.

I doubt a daughter would be subjected to that in front of male friends - double standards I think.

There were communal showers after gym and sports in high school in the 60s followed by a couple of years in the Army. Lots of jokes about not dropping the soap, but never had a problem with any of it.

Sort of forced because when changing before and after swimming, at primary school, if you hit yourself there were comments like "you must be a girl" and attempts to push you out of the change room. So sort of no choice really.

At university there was a gang shower and while you could shower in your undies no one did as that was considered "weirder"

Forced nudity was only in the context of medical examinations by Doctors.

When being spanked at home it was always bare bottom, sometimes naked.

Thankfully never. I have never been fully naked with another person in the same general space as me. Even when changing we used curtained off areas, or little stalls to change. I've never taken any clothes off at the doctor before either.

My family were very strict Catholics. Nudity at home was only in private. Because of that, I was always embarrassed to get undressed at the doctor, especially with Mom in the room, but wouldn't dare fight it. (I grew up in the 60's and 70's, graduating from high school in 1980.) Even as a teenager in the showers after gym or at the Y, I didn't like to strip off, but again, there was no choice but to suck it up and keep my eyes down. Once I entered Boot Camp, it was a bit a shock. I had gotten used to communal showers somewhat, but there was absolutely NO privacy. Even the toilets were side by side without stalls, and, of course, I was now showering daily in a communal shower. Even just getting dressed and undressed you were in an open bay barracks with 50 other guys. Your sense of modesty gets burned away pretty quickly in a short time.

After sports in school we had to shower, naked of course. There was no choice. There weren't any walls or anything between the showers. I don't think I was embarrassed since this was just the way we did it. However, in the dressing room after we had showered, our female teacher was usually there talking to us. That was a bit embarrassing trying to put the clothes back on without her seeing anything. I still think it's a bit weird she always were in our dressing room afterwards...

Yes during spankings and cornertime and when I was given a enema.

The showers in my high school locker room were communal so I avoided them, but at my high school pool, they were unavoidable. The school provided swimsuits, just plain, black nylon things in 3 or four sizes. Sometimes they were dry but sometimes they were wet from a previous use. To get into the pool we had to walk single file through shower nozzles. But on the way back in from the pool, we had to strip off the suits, line up naked, drop them in a disinfectant bath and then walk through the shower nozzles again before going to our lockers.

I'm going to post perhaps more than once as I make my way through this. An argument made by someone who was in the military drafts was that by requiring all men to be naked, each man was brought into the military with the same status: naked. Many men advanced during their service, but remembered that social status, education, connections didn't matter during draft physicals.

The problem with the pool filter answer is that there are newspaper photos which document men naked next to females in tank top swimsuits. Same pool during meets.

Having researched the Ancient Greeks for my new book, gymnasium translates as naked exercise. Boys, young men, trained in the nude. I will buy the argument that some of the mindset centuries later, which came through the military, and a paternal society, is that thoughts came from there.

In the mid-1950’s, I was first exposed to forced nudity at about age five or six. A neighbor friend invited me as a visitor to his summer day camp. It was coed and when time came for swimming, EVERYONE — BOYS and GIRLS - changed in a picnic shelter. My eyes got opened REALLY wide seeing all the nice little hineys and the differences in the male/female plumbing! Within a year or two, my younger brother and I joined the YMCA for (male only) swimming lessons…where EVERY guy swam totally naked. We were “Y” members for many years where I loved seeing all the guys’ hineys, buttholes, cocks, etc. As I got older, I enjoyed watching my friends “develop” into adolescence. Forced nudity ALSO was mandatory in the PE locker room from 7th grade onward when taking required showers with your buddies. I lived the first 70 years of my life being totally “straight” but think I’ve been latently Bi-Sexual all along. Now, in my SENIOR years, I really enjoy homosexual activities. Please read my Zity profile for more info.

When I was growing up in the 60s and 70s. Forced nudity was a part of life. For pediatric visits my woman doctor would remove my underwear at the end and do a genital exam and hernia check in front of my step mother. I didn’t like showing them my usually erect penis but didnt have much choice.

In school we had yearly physical exams from grade 6 to 12 if you wanted to participate in sports and always had a group of guys in the outer office in underwear then they would be taken down by the doctor for hernia check with a nurse present.

Showers were mandatory with the entire class or team after gym and athletics and in 6th grade the gym teacher would check to make sure you showered later not so much.

At a summer camp I attended, there was always one day for skinny dipping.

Everyone, including the camp counselors, was required to swim nude. I clearly recall one of the counselors had famously huge balls.

We just did it - seemed like fun, and just one time each summer.

Then again, the camp doctor was a Class A pervert. Once a year, the boys were required to line up, single file, outdoors. Dr. Perv sat on a chair. Each boy had to stand in front of him and drop their shorts. He did the hernia cough thing, said "next" and that was it.

That, I didn't like.

Completely not a part of my upbringing. My parents were and are quite puritan and we're not close, never have been. There was NO nudity in our home. On the rare beach trip, usually when visiting family friends in California, my parents just stayed in street clothes, though I got to wear a bathing suit. The only nudity was during my annual exam when my mother sat in the exam room, which I hated. I have no memory of my parents nude and isn't something I care to think about anyway.

When my siblings and I were growing up in the nineteen fifties, mom and dad’s house only had two bedrooms. They were in one bedroom, and we were in the other. That continued until our mid to late teens. Even when we were at our grandmothers, we shared a bedroom. We grew up seeing one another naked just about every day, and didn't think twice about it. Our grandmother, was a retired RN, and didn't put up with any nonsense about nudity when it came to health issues. It was just a part of normal everyday life.

As youngsters, our teenage aunts took us to the Y to swim. In the beginning, they took us in the girl’s locker room to change and shower before and after swimming. In the fifties, swimming at the Y required nudity, and was our first experience being naked in public.

Then, when I started Junior High School, the locker room and shower were open bay military style with no expectation of privacy. Giving everyone, the opportunity to see their friends in various stages of development, which was very interesting. When I got to High School, the locker room and shower arrangement hadn't changed. The only difference was, we'd all gotten a little bigger.

I'm sorry to say, that has passed into what was. Personally, I think, it should still be that way, life was much simpler back then.

I totally agree with Rick6981 I too was a child in the 50's and grew up with open showers in the 60's at school and was bathed with my cousins in a tin bath in front of a farmhouse kitchen fire by my auntie watched by my male and female cousins. Never actually conscious of my nudity in front of them that only came later in my teens.

The only "forced" nudity I remember growing up was for doctor / examination appointments, and even that was usually either in underwear or the exam gown, only nude for that part of the exam. In Jr. High and High school we had to change into gym clothes for PE class but everyone still kept their underwear on while changing, and showers after PE class were not mandatory. There were summer camps where we were required to shower but even those had individual private shower stalls instead of the open style showers. I remember going to the local swimming pool with either my dad or with friends and we would change/shower in the locker room. Growing up we didn't really have any nudity at home either. I wish my dad and brothers would have been more open to nudity at home, I think it would have helped me feel more comfortable with nudity growing up when going to the pool and gym locker rooms etc.