First time being naked with others

When I was around nine years old. A lady friend of my Mum's called Valerie was a naturist and I went to stay a fortnight in the summer with her and her husband. There were two other children, both girls. We went to a nudist beach. It was weird at first, like everyone, boys, girls, old people, all naked. Undressing in front of my Mum's friend felt really embarrassing too especially pulling my briefs off but where I would normally have put on swimming trunks I stayed in the nude and to be honest after one hour I was a changed lad. I got to look at (naturally) all the bare ladies and other girls and could compare my length to the willies on other boys, quite an education. I remember later on when me and the girls had some more suncream put on, I let Valerie do my private parts and the girls were watching. I think now that if you can do something like this when very young it can teach you that maybe you should not feel shy about your body, everyone has got one and we were all born with one.

When I was in college I used to "streak" regularly. Except sometimes I'd just get drunk so I had an excuse to be naked and loving it. I really liked being naked in front of others that were clothed. I'm sure that makes me some sort of criminal in some states. Good thing it was at my Fraternity house, you know, no laws there :-).

One time with a new gf, she invited me over to her house for lunch and for a swim. She lived at home with her mom and sister but no one else was there. After lunch, I stripped and dove into her pool. She didn't get nude at all in the pool but I romped around, jumping off the diving board just enjoying the freedom. It must have excited her because we did end up having sex in her dining room😃 I was secretly hoping that her sister would come home and walk in on us (that exhibitionist in me) but that never did happen.

We showered together after swimming lessons. It was fun because i am bi, so i like to watch other girls.. The most thrilling experience is when i see a pubic bush neatly trimmed!

Maybe in a SPA

Being naked with other males in shower rooms at the gym and other such venues has always been the norm. I read about schools requiring privacy for showers, etc., but this seems strange.

That said, it is cultural. At the gym where I go now there are a number of members from Arab countries. Some of them keep their underwear on even in the shower (they must somehow change it at some point, I guess, so as not to go back into the street with wet pants).

Nudity with girls/women is another matter. While my family was fairly open, we once past the age of 8 or 9 we didn't go around nude. In the summers we wore swimsuits.

Getting into mid- and late adolescence there were some times when I was with groups that went skinny dipping. Part of the excitement was being nude in mixed company as we began to discover sexuality. We were living dangerously by being nude 😃. But it was the exception rather than the rule.

At a swingers party about 10 years ago - have had a lot of naked fun since then!!

Around the age of 10 I was naked with my best friend, just starting sexual exploration. After that, around 17, my school gym teacher required all boys to shower after basketball days so we didn't go back to class hot and sweaty.

The first time I was naked in mixed company was when I was about 25. My new best friend invited me to a religious rite with her. One of the requirements of the group was that everyone was naked before the gods, hiding nothing from them or each other. There were people of all sizes, shapes, and ages. Being the newcomer, I was nervous at first but after an hour I completely forgot about it; it just felt natural. Someone even had to remind me to put on an apron when I was helping cook afterward.

My first time naked in a semi-public setting was about 10 years ago at a nearby private campground. Half of the camp is clothing optional, including the beach. I try to make it back there several times a summer to just enjoy getting away. The freedom of going naked is a nice bonus, weather permitting.

First time in public, when I was 16 y.o., at the medical examination for the future military service. Twenty boys, stark naked, ashamed, some of us being scholar colleagues, but never being naked together before. We stayed so for a half an hour or more. In the same year I was for the first time at a nude beach. I felt the freedom of swimming naked in the sea. Wonderful. Now I use to stay naked at home and to walk so around.

For me from the age of about 9 after participating in a team sport game. In my adult life as I regularly play tennis and squash, there is always someone else in the changing room after a match - though there are separate rooms for males and females!

The first time I remember being naked around anyone other then family as a little kid was my freshman year in high school. We were forced to take showers at my school after PE. So that was the first time I had been naked around other guys. It was pretty uncomfortable at first but you got used to it.

The only other time was at a local racket ball / athletic club when I was in high school. Some friends and I would play racket ball at a club that had a shower facility in the locker room. I remember old guys coming out of the showers walking around naked and watching the TV that was mounted on the wall in the locker room. Just standing there next to us watching golf with his junk out while I'm changing my shoes. That used to bug me.

My first time in this situation was at age 10 or so, when my mother enrolled me at the local YMCA for proper swimming lessons. It was the summer of 1954-55 and the Y's were gender specific, not like now, so our Y was all-male. The sights and sounds of the locker room where the 20 of us changed into and out of our swim trunks and showered were all new and very exciting to me. I enjoyed the freedom of being naked and seeing other boys the same way.

It seemed like a special thing for boys to be able to be naked with each other. Our class was at 10 in the morning and everyone wore swim suits of some sort including the instructors. By the end of class at 11, the enormous pool was open to Y members in general, and males of all ages would begin wandering in for a dip: adults on their lunch hour, older men my grandfather's age who came to swim and socialize, and a few teenagers.

One thing that was immediately obvious was that none of these men wore swim trunks; most swam naked, some of the oldest-appearing one wore jocks straps to swim in. Seeing grown men naked, other than the occasional shower with my father, was also a revelation - fit and trim, fat, smooth, hairy, big "things" and small, eye-catching and ugly - I was fascinated. At three every day, there would be a "free" swim session open to all members including those in the swim classes who'd learned enough to be drown proof, like me.

After much pleading, my mother eventually let me ride my bike over to the Y by myself for the free swims, and it was there that I learned to love skinny-dipping. A hundred or more naked men and boys, diving, swimming laps, racing each other acroos the pool, horseplaying - it was heaven to me. I learned to love the feeling on my bare body of moving through the water, feeling it everywhere without the encumbrance of swim trunks.

I liked the crowded, noisy, steamy shower room afterward and the palpable atmosphere of masculinity and male bonding. I was always sad to have to finally get dressed and pedal home to the reality of the outside world. I was never concerned or embarassed about being naked in "public" after that summer. At 68, I still skinny-dip and hang out in the nude whenever circumstances permit and love every minute of it. Thank you, Pasadena YMCA.

I had been married a couple years when my wife and i and my brother and his wife were all down at my parents place on the water. We all had gone up the road to the local watering hole and were walking back on a very hot night.Some one said i wish i could get rid of these clothes and cool down.Five minutes we were all on the beach at the pier and naked . It was so dark that there was very little to see unless some one was close.I remember my brother's wife and the outline of her breast ,so big.She didn't seem that big in clothes .We did this a few weeks later with a sliver of a moon out and i could see more than an outline. i could see her big dark nipples. she had a 3 year old and was still breast feeding him. We never did it again . They had a bunch of kids and she breast feed them all till they were close to 4.i was always hoping to get to see her nipples again but never did .

Me and my friend were hitting that age where we started to experiment, I remember we would play sleep overs and get nude and sleep nude. I remember how amazing it felt to be 12 years old and naked in bed. I wish it still felt that amazing!

I remember at first we coverered our penises up, but eventually we just didn't worry about it. We never did anything sexually together but used to spread our legs wide open and take mid night skinny dips together. I vividly remember enjoying exposing my penis even at 12! I had my first orgasm on his couch when I jerked (rubbed is probably more accurate) my young penis for the first time.

The joys of childhood sexual experimentation, I can remember at least 20 different experiences from the age of about 6-15.

First time would have been school at the age of eight - I don't remember it being a big deal then, but as we got older and hit puberty it became far more of an issue to the extent that we would wear our swimming trunks whilst showering!

When I was 14 I became an email pen pal to Francesca who was the same age as me and lived in France. During the school holidays she stayed some time with us and I went to stay with her. All was normal for the first few days and i became so comfortable that I would come down in my nighty. On the Saturday I came down and finding no one in the kitchen I went outside and all her family was there eating breakfast in the garden and they were all nude. I was a little taken back, but went and sat with them.

After an hour or so it was not their nudity that made me feel uncomfortable it was me being clothed so I scissored my nighty over my head and put it under my chair, before then I would have thought I would have died of embarrassment, but it seemed so perfectly natural. When I went to a wee I took my knickers off and became a nudist. In the afternoon we played tennis on the lawn, up until then I had thought that all nudists were muscle bound well endowed people, but her parents were overweight and her mother bore the scars on a "C" section, i think an appendix scar and breasts that had not had the support they needed, but they did not care.

In the afternoon her 18yr brother returned striped off and joined us. At first I found it strange being naked and talking to a man but after a while I completely forgot.

The next day we went to a nudist camp by them and I spent the whole day naked around equally naked people and found it so natural.

I returned home a week later and had got so use about walking around naked that on my first day back I walked back from the bathroom at home naked after having a shower - what a mistake, my Father saw me and boy did I cop it.

The 1st time I was naked with others was in the showers after gym class in high school. I was afraid I would get hard in front of the other boys but it turned out to be a non event. The 1st time in public was at Black's Beach in San Diego when I was in college. I was so hard I quickly removed my shorts and laid on my stomach to hide my arousal. However, after a while my hardon went down and I got up the courage to walk to the water and swim naked. Since that day I can't figure out why it's necessary to wear a bathing that gets full of sand to the beach.

I must have been 9 or 10 the first time. My parents enrolled me at a local YMCA in New Jersey in the late 1950´s. My father was with me when I was enrolled and we got a tour of the facilities. I was rather amazed and shocked when we entered the swimming pool (indoors) to discover that all the boys were nude. No one wore, no one was allowed to wear swimming suits the councilor explained to us. I think I must have blushed and gone red, but no one made much of a comment. Back home my father must have explained the situation to my mother who made a joke of it - no swimming suits to wash afterwards, less work for her. But I could tell she was making light of it so as not to embarrass me. Knowing her, I think she must have thought it cute, all those youngsters swimming in their birthday suits.

Anyway, the first visit to the Y and the pool was very anti-climatic. I was apprehensive and yet as youngsters are also able to do, I put the nude thing out of mind till I was in the changing room. Then I undressed and that was that. The sky didn´t fall, no one laughed or teased me and I forgot all about the lack of swim suits after a few minutes and never paid it any mind afterwards. I never had any embarrassing moments (erections) nor do I recall seeing any either. But I was very much a naive innocent nerd back then at that age. I was however not circumcised and I remember very clearly noticing only 3 or 4 other boys of out about 80-100 were also like me. It was no big deal to me, but one of the counselors noticed apparently, which led to something else at a later time, but has little to do with this thread.

Some years later, when my family had moved to Belgium, I told some of my new schoolmates about the nude swimming thing at the YMCA. And while there was a Y in the same city and was well known, no one believed my story in the least. They must have thought I was showing off (if not outright lying my head off) and put it in the same category as ´the streets are paved with gold´ stories about the US. In fact, they would have believed the latter more readily I think ... ha ha.

Aside from the high school locker room , my first time was with my best friend the summer after graduation. We were on a cross country road trip in my car, staying in park campsites and a motel every few days when we wanted to splurge. In Vermont, we read in a local tourist guide about a "clothing optional" park and beach area called "The Ledges". Around a beautiful lake, there were outcroppings of rock ledges and hence the name. It was a hot July day when we arrived and had a short hike to the CO area. This was the first time that I saw a number of different folks of all ages and both sexes in their birthday suits. The area is pretty big so everyone had a lot of privacy. What the tourist guide didn't mention was the prevalence of mosquitoes.... We could only stay an hour before the insects became too much to handle. Having bites on parts of your body that have never seen the light of day was a big turnoff.

Ouch, I would imagine so. That remids me. Once when I was up visiting Doc in the summer we were out holdiing hands and taking a walk. We were on a pretty busy street and in his home town actually. But there was this place back quite a bit from the road and it was completely dark. No one would have seen us, honest, lol. I suggested that he bend me over the picknic table and take me right then and there. Having sex outside was one of the things on my bucket list at the time as I had never done so previously. I can't say that now though because about a year later on one of our trips back from Kansas I made him pull over at about 3pm. In early August Ohio corn fields are very dense. So I walked him back about 10 yards and made him take me then and there. Wasn't the best sex we have had, but please make no mistake, it was still great sex, partly because neither of us had ever done anything like that before, it was raw, it was out in the open, in the middle of the hot beautiful summer day, we could have been shot, could have been caught. So there was the whole "danger" factor lol. It was just plain naughty, very naughty sex, and I LOVED it!!!!!!!

I digress, back to what I was saying, sorry I got a bit side-tracked (now having to fan myself off because my own memories of that event got me all sorts of hot and bothered, lol) Anyway, I begged Doc to take me over the table that hot summer night and he declined as I was pretty sure he would, but I figured he would because we were in public and could have been caught, and or because we were in his home town. But to my surprise he sited the reason as exactly what you said, getting bites on parts of his body that have never seen the light of day, or in this case, night, lol.

Which I guess is quite understandable. Back at the hotel after our walk, I had given that situation some more indepth thought because I was still highly interested in the idea, I suggested having him keep his pants up but just pulling himself out through his zipper. I know, all you guys are cringing right about now lol. Well I don't have a penis so the thought of his penis skin rubbing against an open zipper and the potential damage that might cause never crossed my mind, lol. Doc brought that possibility to my attention. I always take care of my toys and want the best for them so I dropped the subject, lol

Mashie

I grew up very body modest. Through high school, I took every opportunity to NOT be naked around others. I'd even wear a tee shirt for swimming.

I guess my first group nude experience was in my freshman year of college. I lived in a coed dorm. A couple I knew invited me to shower with them in the small, private bathroom that each floor had (for daily needs, we used the large bathroom with stall showers). So, two guys and a girl engaged in soapy groping. I know that I groped both girl and boy bits and I'm sure I was groped by more than 2 hands.

Fond memories.

I grew up with 2 girls (neighbors) my age and were friends, About age 8 they started playing doctor with me. they became especially curious with my genitals so the game usually progressed rapidly to them having me drop my pants so they could play with me, of course i did not resist. from fondling they progressed to examining openings so i had sticks penetrating my penis and anus.. I started wanting some reciprocation, they let me put my hand in their pants they finally stripped naked but when i started probing with my finger the game unfortunately stopped.

It was years ago and after moving to a new town I found a new friend at High School. After knowing her for a few months she asked if I wanted to go to a sauna at the local club with her parents, it was all new to me but I agreed. They picked me up and after going into the club, the sexes separated and went into their changing rooms. I was told to strip and put a towel around me and when we were all ready my friend lead us to the sauna. As soon as she opened the door the heat hit me and it felt like a furnace. Her Father, brother, several male & female teens a year or so older than me and a couple in their 40's (I later found it was her mums sister and her family) were already there. As soon as we were in her Mother took her towel off and after placing it on the bench sat on it meaning I was the only one that was not naked. I went all shy until my friend suddenly pulled my towel off leaving me to stand naked in front of all these people. Not really sure what to do, I just repeated what her mother did and sat down.

We did not stay in long before we left and after showering we all went for a swim in a private pool. I loved being naked in front of so many people and would often go nude with the rest of her family when I was around her house..

No, after they moved away I began a "textile" again. It was until I was pregnant with my first during the hottest summer for decades that I just waked about naked in the house all day and in the end did not even bother to cover up when we had visitors. After that as we both slept nude it was easier to look after the kids in the middle of the night than searching for a robe. In the morning I did not bother to get dressed until I had got everyone ready. The trouble was that I started getting old, putting on weight and feeling really frumpy even down to throwing away my bikini and getting a one piece. It was not until I went on holiday and got and bikini and later on went to a nudist beach did I rediscover my thrill for being naked in front of others.

At 14 the doctor found I had a hernia, and needed surgery, so I was hospitalized.

After visiting hours a nurse, the mother of my best friend, came in. I knew her well, going over frequently to their house. She told me I had to be clean for the surgery so I needed a bath. She led me down the hall, having given me an extra gown for my butt. The water was already in the tub, and she told me to wash thoroughly, giving me privacy, I thought. I soaped up, including my hair, and rinsed off. No towel was in reach, so I soaked in the tub a few minutes. Back came the nurse. “Out of the water, fishy!” she said. I was 14. She was treating me like I was 5 years old. I stood up naked. Phil would have been mortified, like me, if his mother had seen him naked like this. She quickly toweled me off leaving my groin untouched. She pointed to a gurney in the room. “Hop up there and lie on your back,” she said. Lying naked on the gurney I was really exposed. She produced a disposable plastic razor from her pocket, and a tiny can of shaving cream. “I have to remove the hair from where you’re having the surgery,” she said. Mrs. C held up inspected my scrotum carefully; there being only a few hairs, she cut them off dry. Now I had a ‘stiffy’ from her handling. She kept trying to distract me with questions about our summer vacation, but I was very aware of her spraying the cream over my groin and the base of my penis. While she was shaving me her fingers slid around the foam covered shaft, stimulating me. I would have died if I’d had an ejaculation. She had me jump back in the tub to rinse off, then watched while I dried myself off. She inspected her work carefully, touching up a couple hairs on the underside of my penis. When I was back in the room, I begged her not to tell Phil that she’d shaved me.

Excluding being in the same sex HS shower or pool changing rooms, my first mixed nude session was at a private school i was sent to.

Mon - Fri it was used for teaching and we had to wear a one piece and the boys trunks. On the Saturday it was available to everyone and the pupils years ago made it an optional nude day. To be honest not to go nude would mean you would have been outcast and I remember stripping off in the changing rooms and bumping into a male friend that was coming out of the boys room. I must have gone a thousands shades of red and could not look at him, but he just grabbed my hand and walked me along the edge of the pool where we sat and chatted, and it was only an hour or so before I was completely at home with nudity. After that I have been a nudist.

I do not include the first time and the reason why is explained in the cavity search section.

What I think of the first proper time when I was at uni. 2 girls and a boy from my town had gone there, and in church when we were pre-teens we had promised to all a virginity pledge which meant we could not even kiss or hold hands, so we were very naïve about the opposite sex.

Studying biology I planned to pick out some samples in the hills and the boy from church went as a chaperone. We had walked for hours and we were getting hot and sweaty, so when we were walking back and found a pond we took our shoes and socks off and waded in.

After a while the guy asked if I fancied a swim and I said no because I did not want to get my undies wet. He told me that we could skinny dip and that he would go in first and he would not watch as I went in. I turned my back when he undressed and went in and he did the same for me. It was fantastic. When we started to get cold, we were about to leave before it dawned on us that we would have to get out together as we did not have anything to dry ourselves with except for out clothes. Very reluctantly I got out and sat down before laying down to dry quicker.

Up until this time, I had imagined that had been seen naked by anyone other than my husband, I would freak out, but being naked under the sun with another human being without being the slightest bit embarrassed was something I will never forget.

That afternoon we exorcized a lot of our demons and then this is where is got really surreal.

When we got back to uni, being co-ed he followed me into my room to dump my rucksack and we worked out that because you never knew was in pond water we better have a shower. We had never been near each other in the shower room, but I threw him a spare towel and without thinking we striped off, wrapped the towel around his waist and my body and we trotted off to the showers. Instead of each going into the individual showers with a curtain, we headed straight for the big shower where we showered with other men and women.

After that we showered together as I have just described, and when we were in each others rooms were often naked, but two things I cannot explain. Even though we were so intimate as friends (he was the first male to see my string), we never ever had sex again, but it was the clostest relationship I have ever had.

I had come from the most repressive sexual background you would every find, but being nude in front of others never ever caused me the slightest twinge of embarrassment.

Growing up, I don't recall being fully naked in front of others. My first time to be fully nude was with my b/f, who is now my hubby. One afternoon, we both stripped all our clothes off and looked and touched each other. Both looking at him and hubby looking at me was a turn on. I will save the first time with others for another post.

When hubby and I first started sleeping together, we slept nude, then we became home nudists. After a few years of marriage, hubby and I decided to visit a nude resort while on vacation in Florida. We parked and went to the office. The lady told us to remove our clothes and leave them in our car. Undressing in public the first time was frightening! I got down to my panties but it took all the will power I could muster to remove them. In abut 15 minutes nudity seemed normal and we have been nudists for the last 38 years.

My first time being naked with others was in college. I went to a large university and the dorm I stayed in had a large bathroom for each floor (about 20 guys to a floor). The shower stalls were divided by tile walls but had no shower curtains. When we showered we walked around naked in the bathroom. It was a little unnerving at first but, that was the situation and since we were all in the same situation we treated it as normal and nobody ever said anything about it. So within the first few weeks everybody pretty much had seen everybody else naked and knew what their genitals looked like.

And yes guys do definitely check out other guys penises no matter what their sexual orientation is. Most won't admit it but they all do.