Nudity at home growing up

Over the years, we've seen occasional stories by guys whose parents made the kids take off their clothes when they got home from school and hang around nude or in underwear. This seems to me like a very rare thing, so I'm interested in true stories from people who actually grew up in a home like that. Did it feel "normal"? Was it sexual? Stories, please.

I and many of my friends had 'school clothes' and 'play clothes'. It was normal for the first order of business when getting home from school was to change out of the school clothes. Most of my buddies and I thought nothing of the undressing with friends in the bedroom. We rarely got naked, but boys in just briefs was common. Most then put on shorts and t-shirts if outdoor play was planned. All the parents I encountered only enforced the 'no playing in school clothes' rule.

I did have one school friend who preferred to striped down naked after school. He was a latch-key kid, so no parents around for a few hours. I would sometimes join him in being naked when at his apartment. It didn't feel sexual, just a little naughty. But boys were into just about anything naughty.

Yes. each of our members family went around naked on occasion.

Parents made their sons get naked after school? No experience with a nudist lifestyle and grew up in a very modest environment, but I'm not sure I've heard of something like that. Had some friends when we were kids who hung around their house in their briefs sometimes. I remember being modest while pretending not to be, when changing in front of one of their older sisters.

Over the years, we've seen occasional stories by guys whose parents made the kids take off their clothes when they got home from school and hang around nude or in underwear. This seems to me like a very rare thing, so I'm interested in true stories from guys who actually grew up in a home like that. Did it feel "normal"? Was it sexual? Stories, please.

Totally ridiculous and to have to go around the house nude after school, for what purpose??? hard to believe...this is snowpants territory

Totally ridiculous and to have to go around the house nude after school, for what purpose??? hard to believe...this is snowpants territory

I suppose this would have been a legitimate reason for me to decide to run away from home ... ha ha. But I guess if stuff like this does happen, then you'd not know it wasn't very normal as you would have been brought up so.

Anyway, I usually approach such stories thinking that, if true, there must be some kind of sexual predilection on the part of the parent(s) with nudity, that they or relatives (like aunts) simply like watching naked bodies and making sure of compliance. Maybe it's a form of dominance or babying their children, refusing to let them grow up. Parents have all kind of weird ideas, think for instance of Munchausen's by Proxy, a syndrome documented enough to be proven. Maybe forcing kids to be naked in the house is a kind of variant?

I have grown up in a natural (nude) family and never had any thoughts about it, although my dad told me to keep it secret because others would not understand. My family included my dad, step-brother, and me. (I never had a mother.) Returning from school on warm days I’d take a shower and never bothered getting dressed if not going out. Being natural made me feel free and comfortable.

When I wore a uniform to school, I was way more than happy to take it off when I got home even without my mom requiring it. If i didn't have something like baseball practice, I was free to stay undressed for the rest of the evening. Nudity wasn't required but it was perfectly all right.

Grew up in an open household environment. Nudity was the norm, but never forced. We had a pool, and skinny dipping was always a fun activity.

Nudity was not something practiced in our home. My mom would see me nude other spanking on occasions such as coming out of the bathroom, but these were incidental. I spent a lot of time in the summer swimming at a friend's house - his family had a large in ground pool and we skinny dipped. I do not recall how it came about, we just always swam nude at his house, but his sister and mom wore swimsuits - we had so much fun, we never gave the nudity a second thought.

In my house we were not nudists but we didn't hide our nudity either.

So if I saw my mom or dad naked after the shower or changing, that was no big deal.

Plenty of times my mom would call me into the bathroom to ask a question while she was in the shower and I would see her naked through the glass.

Same with me. We also peed with the door open so it was no big deal.

Don't understand why somebody would be made to take off their clothes after they came home from school. Must be a dominance thing by a parent

I was free to be nude if I wanted when I was at home. Didn't bother my mother and it didn't bother me either. My mother could be nude as well, but so what? Neither of us was forced to do it and there was no dominance thing going on there.

My parents taught total body shaming. There was no nudity in front of others ever. It was a weird and extremely repressive way to grow up.

Like Alison9,

My parents taught total body shaming. There was no nudity in front of others ever. It was a weird and extremely repressive way to grow up.

My parents were very careful about this, especially my European mother. Because she was the only female in the house, maybe she just felt surrounded - I don't know. My father was less careful, again, perhaps because we were just two sons; my sister died before we were born. My wife kept on my case to make sure I was hidden from my daughter but was offended when I asked why she felt happy to walk around nude in front of our sons. I would have been happy with total nudity all around. My daughter (from a previous marriage) joined us at age 13. I never saw her nude from that age onward although I ended up being the main caregiver, bottle-washer and diaper changer when she was born.

The practice of nudity obviously has both cultural roots and personal preferences based on experiences growing up and any genetic influences??

No nudity my family was very old fashion. I was never allowed to roam naked I could be in my undies and under shirt during the hot summer days but wasn't allowed to do it outside or when we had company over. That's as far as it went never naked unless I was taking a bath/shower.

I was raised in a catholic family environment. None of that nudity was common.That and all the years of catholic education might explain my kinkiness? Not sure. My older sister went to all girls catholic high school. the word was they were the biggest sluts!

I am an only child. My parents were traditional, but not prudish. I grew up naked, especially when we were at the farm. In town, I was naked or half-naked most of the time as was my father. I do not remember my mom nude as often. But she never was critical or upset with my dad or me naked. And, I grew up Southern Baptist.

There wasn't nudity allowed when growing up. My mom wore the occasional bikini top during the summer and she didn't have a bikini body to go with it. That was probably the closest I got to nudity.

In my home now there is not so much of a line. We have one bathroom so occasionally I get an extra person having to "go" while in the tub. It was started when the kids were little so they didn't have any accidents. Now they do stay out of there when my sub/their dad is in the tub. Just something that he preferred, especially when he's got a hose up his behind.

Though we never went to nudist resorts, my father was a nudist at heart (he'd grown up in a very prudish family), and he'd lecture us about how stupid it was for people to be ashamed of their bodies, or to feel like they had to cover them up all the time, even at home. So his rule was, if anyone wanted to be naked inside the house, that was fine. As I recall, nobody acted on this directly except Mom, who would sometimes walk around the interior of our house in her birthday suit, after her morning shower. We lived out in the country, so being seen through windows wasn't really an issue.

My sister ‘Rachel’ (three years older than me) sometimes used the tub with the bathroom door open, and she hadn’t asked me to leave when I came in to brush my teeth or something. So I had seen every part of Rachel except her sex itself (which I had no interest in seeing)… and I appreciated the fact that I knew what a girl’s breasts, hips and pubic hair looked like even before I started sneaking magazines into my room. But while the women in the magazines turned me on, my sister definitely didn’t… and so I had to agree that my Dad was right in saying that seeing people naked and feeling aroused were two different things.

I don’t know whether Rachel felt anything on the occasions when she saw me urinating (my grandmother was shocked when she walked in on one such occasion), or when Rachel saw me getting out of the shower, but whether she had one of her boyfriends available or not, Rachel never made a pass at me, so Dad’s rule hadn’t led to anything unhealthy there, either.

On one occasion, though, on a family trip in a large van, Rachel complained that she didn't want to change clothes in front of her brothers. (She'd gotten muddy outside, and Dad told her that because of the curtain behind the front seats, no one outside the van could see her.). When he heard that that wasn't the issue, he got mad and said that maybe our family needed some periodic "no clothes allowed" sessions, to get get us past our silly attitudes. I thought it was a dumb idea, and Rachel objected vocally, so he never pushed it. He also dropped an idea he had later on, that it would be good for Rachel to let me inspect her body, before I started dating (at about age 15, for me.). Rachel and I both responded with disgust and basically said, "Not going to happen."

I guess he'd never thought about clothes in terms of marking some very reasonable boundaries, rather than a product of shame.

I grew up poor and we had school clothes that were for no other purpose but school or occasional important things where we had to look decent. We did have to take those off immediately upon coming home but we didn't have to be naked. However, we were pretty casual about nudity at home and my brothers and I often hung out in just underpants or sometimes naked for periods right after or right before school, and at night between out shower and getting into bed.

We DID have to undress if we were grounded and confined either to our rooms or to the apartment. That was part of the routine, to sort of drive home the idea that our movements were restricted.

Me and my sister, up to about 15 years, at sea did not wear top costume. It was not our choice, but the decision of our mother and grandmother. At home we could do our own choice.

When home (I grew up with my uncle after my parents died in a car accident) I always was to be in just my underwear and, in the evening, naked. Was like that since the beginning till I was 18 and moved out. He usual wore loose boxer shorts.

In our home in the city, nudity was not allowed at all. My family was protestant Christian. Showing any skin in general was frowned upon heavily by my mother and father.

Lol, but my parent's place in their homeland was a completely different story.

As soon as we got home there, being nude was almost mandatory. Granted, it was almost always above 100 degrees there.

My mother would say just take off all your clothing, wash it and set it to dry. Everyone would go about their day, completely nude.

I found it embarrassing as hell, as most of family was a bunch of girls and I would often hide.

Though, we all got pretty excellent tans from working outside nude.

Visitors would be naked too. Seeing the sweat drip off them, muscles contract and expand was... Oddly nice.

Even though it was weird for me, no one else seemed to have a problem with it.

It was completely normal to them and once we left to go somewhere else everyone would put on clothes again.

The only exception would be certain adults. They would always wear underwear in the house.

Last summer we were having a family barbeque, eating, drinking and hanging around the pool after we ate. A while later, the girls went upstairs to change into their bathing suits. When they came back down to go swimming, my husband and I could not help noticing that their bathing suits were minus the tops and their WickedWeasel string bikini bottoms barely covered the labia. They decided they were going to be as close to nude as possible.

I didn't grow up in a nudist family, but we all got dressed and undressed in front of each other. If we closed the door when bathing, it was to keep the bathroom warm, not for modesty's sake.

I came to nudism on my own as a young adult. Most of the nudist families I know have raised their children in that lifestyle, so if they are nude around the house it's just natural to them. The type of mandatory nudity described in the original post sounds quite different.

While the families who raise their kids as nudists tell me the kids are usually better adjusted and relaxed than their friends and classmates, especially when they reach their teens, I would wonder about kids who are made to be nude as the original post says. I have the feeling that those kids may grow up to eschew nudity in their adult lives. Which is a shame.

It's sort of like those who are raised in strict non-nudist families, who then become nudists, or even exhibitionists, as adults. It's rebelling against an oppressive upbringing.

Growing up - 2 brothers and a sister - we didn't go around the house nude, but there were plenty of times we would see each other undressed. Once we hit puberty, not much, and I don't think we'd be comfortable without clothes today.

There were times when we would all go swimming without suits. This was infrequent, but the concern was not with each other, but rather with not causing offense to any others who might be able to see us.

Mostly, nudity was a question of the situation -- for most activities, clothing provided either protection or warmth. Also, not wanting to offend, being dressed would just be the normal situation should someone else come by.

Thanks Switchablesusie I loved your account of your daughter at your B B Q it's good to be so uninhibited, my two girls did a similar thing and went on to discuss there forthcoming smears and possible enam . . All the best Microscope. ?

I had 4 brothers and we had only one bathroom so there was very little privacy. We had a neighbor that was divorced and lived alone. She was good friends with my mother and I started to spend a lot of time there. It was just her and I and I slept over a lot. She was very open and never closed doors including the bathroom door. I became very comfortable about nudity around her.

I had only two playmates for the first 10 years, both girls. We often played in the lawn sprinkler but none of us had bathing suits. In the 40s they sent us out wearing just underpants which were soon soaked and falling down around our ankles. We kicked them aside and played naked. So we all knew what each other looked like and didn't pay any attention to it. Inside my house was somewhat different. I was an only child so I was often naked, usually when going to and from the bath and toweling off in the kitchen where it was warm. There seemed to be quite a double standard about that because I had female cousins who came to stay with us for a week or two in the summer. The routine was the same for me when they were around but they always wore clothes going to and from the bath per order of my mother. My father was a home movie nut so I have plenty of movies of me as a baby. Whenever my aunt and cousins (she had 13 kids) came to visit the porcelain tub appeared on the kitchen table and little me got a bath. The boys weren't interested in bath time for bonzo but all the girls participated. My mother felt it was important for them to receive explicit hands on training in how to retract a foreskin and wash under it. When I was older my cousin had a girl baby and it was bath time for her I expected to get shown how to bathe a girl baby after watching those movies umpteen times. WRONG! I was shown the door. When my mother saw how that hurt me she allowed me back in. She was sitting in the same tub they had for me with water covering her lower parts and I was instructed not to bathe her below the water line. A rather cruel lesson in double standards for a little boy who had done nothing wrong.

Growing up in Israel we never walk naked in the house but here and there I have seen my sister naked

When we went to the beach my mom always got us naked to change from the wet swim suit probably until 6 years old

In my household my boys walked in on my wife here and there up to teenage