Nudist Well

Nudist Well
This new thread is in response to a recent request in another thread from minimalist75 as to how it was I came a nudist and full time freeballer at age 12.

Prior to becoming a nudist, was certainly no stranger to nudity, but had no idea that people lived clothes free on a regular basis rather than an occasional basis. My dad was a nude sleeper and very casual about it ever since I could remember. We bathed and showered together frequently as I did with my brother, who is two years older than me. I have two younger sisters but never remember bathing with them.

I started swimming at the Y when I was 8 - that would be in 1960, and the Y was nude mandatory for swimming in those days. My Dad became a Y member at the time too so he could spend time with me and my brother. When we went on weekends - he would take us and go work out/run the track and then come watch me and my brother from the stands and usually join us in the pool after our class was over. He always came to all our meets. He like about half the men/boys watching, would be naked as well - no women/girls were allowed in. I loved the time we spend together. I had been a bookish, quiet kid - not athletic at all - but excelled at swimming - so this experience really helped me come the man I am today.

At age of nine, started to spend a few weeks every summer at Y camp - and my first experience spending time naked outdoors. I loved it and was never happier in my life. - I really came into my own that summer. We had too wear at least shorts in the dining hall - but there was no need to do so otherwise. It was a especially a revelation to see the staff going about their business naked - even if it did not relate to swimming. Although Mom dutifully packed pj's and underwear - most of the boys and all the counselors slept naked and freeballed - I started as well. But after camp - went back to dutifully wearing them to please Mom.

Shortly after I turned 12, a new pastor came to our church. He was German - his family had come to the US in the 1930s to escape the Nazis. Although they were Christian - they has been harassed for their liberal political leanings.

And they were Freikörperkultur (FKK) - which translates as Free Body Culture - a German naturist movement that began at the beginning of the 20th century and kept it up when they moved to US. As it happened - he was a member of a nudist club not far from where we lived in upstate NY. And there were apparently a few church members who were members of the nudist club as well. When the position as pastor came available at the church - these members proposed him as pastor - he was asked and accepted the position. Most church members of course were unaware of his private lifestyle.

I became aware as he has twin sons my age, as well as three other sons, who became Y members and joined the swim team when they moved to town. The twins and I became fast friends immediately. As did Dad and the pastor as he joined the Y as well.

When I first met the twins, at the start of the school year, I could not help bu notice the deep overall tan they had. Though I spent a few weeks that summer at Y camp - still always had a tan line. - they had none whatsoever.

After a few weeks, they asked if I would like to come and stay overnight. I said sure but would have to ask my parents first. They said they were sure it would be OK - their father had already asked my Dad. They they told me their "secret" - that they were nudists - they never wore clothes at home except when company came over - but would stay naked in my case if I was OK with it. And I could wear clothes if I wanted to.

When I got home - naturally pulled Dad aside to talk. He said he knew the situation - he had great respect for the pastor - and being a nudist is normal and healthy. I could go and enjoy myself.

I could hardly wait for that night. I packed myself - just a change of clothes - no pj's. Dad dropped me off and told me to have a great time. And sure enough the twins greeted me naked at the door. Naturally I stripped bare right then and there. It was amazing to see a family go about their business not wearing anything (their Mom was dressed but the pastor and all their brothers were nude).

So there it started - when I get more time, will explain how I stated to go nude at my own home.

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Thanks for the background.
I am interested in knowing how you became a full time home nudist when you get a chance to share it.
Thant's an easy one. In those days - nudity was allowed anywhere in the facility - other than the lobby - but saw exceptions to that too - it was pretty casual - no one cared. It's been a while - but would say roughly half the members would be nude in their activity. Dad worked out naked - and of course when I started weight training in my mid-teens, I did as well.

Nudity was mandatory in the wet area of pool - for members and staff alike.Staff could wear a top - aquatics director usually wore a tank top with his title on it did but never remember seeing him wear anything else in the facility. When I worked there - I would attend staff meetings naked - as did many other staff.

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Thanks again for the information. There are a few related things that I would like to know when you get a chance.
Did you continue being nude at home most of the time until you moved out (weather permitting)?
If you went away to college, did that present challenges or did you find roommates who were comfortable with you being nude?
Were there any major challenges in having a nudist home with young children?
Been a long day but will try to answer your questions.

Just finished a massage - usually do not do evening ones - but this was for a young man studying at the Language Institute in Monterey - where service men and women go to immerse themselves in learning new languages. I so greatly admire their service to our country - I try to offer several free massages a weeks to servicemen studying there - they need some physical contact to get outside their heads. Anyhow, reason I bring it - he was a first timer for me and a full time free baller - had been since he started wrestling when he was around 8 - he is now 30. Had some great stories about his wrestling days in high school and college.

In answer to your questions.

Did you continue being nude at home most of the time until you moved out (weather permitting)?

Yes I did - and weather was not a consideration - this was in the mid-late 60s - energy was cheap and house had steam heat so it was sweltering in there during the winter. Being naked was a relief - hated being fully clothed in that heat.
When a family dynamic changes - in this case me being naked full time at home - Dad and my brother about 5 mostly - other changes tend to occur - and this was very good. My brother and I were shared a very small room we had outgrown. But there was an attic to expand to - so my grandfather and uncle came after fall harvest (they still had family farm) to help Dad build out the attic for a space for my brother and me - Dad was a teacher and wanted to take over the small space for a study.

My parents did not feel their visit called for the company rule of dressing - so I could be naked as I pleased - and I was. My uncle, a very handsome (and single man) stripped down as well - my grandfather got a big kick out of it but did not join us. The two of them worked like demons for a couple weeks fixing up the space - the rest of us helping out after school and weekends. The finished space was very cool and very spartan. The house previously had one bathroom. The added bath was not even a room to itself - - was done a very limited budget - certaily would have passed any inspection but it fine by is. It was a stall shower, toilet and sink lined up against one wall. Lack of privacy did not matter to us at all - we were used to toilets with no partitions at school and the Y.

In addition they built four sets of bunk beds - sleeping 8 in total. So there would be room for them to stay now and we could finally have friends stay over or just hang out - we did not have space for that before. Needless to say, the twins and one of their brothers who was now friendly with my brother - were are first overnight guests.

Lots of great stories related for that space - perhaps for another time.

If you went away to college, did that present challenges or did you find roommates who were comfortable with you being nude?

Yes - I went away to college - mens' school not too far way - went coed shortly after I left - - they gave me a swim/work scholarship. As a scholarship student was in the "poor guys" dorm - I did not care - was just grateful to be there. Room was similar to what I left at home - two sets of bunk beds - four of us rooming together. One other swimmer, a gymnast and a wrestler - the football scholarship guys got better rooms. - again - not that any of us cared -we got along swell. As I was fairly local, I was first to arrive in the room. The dorms wore strictly off limits to females in those days - not even Mom could come in and see the room. She went off for a mothers social and Dad helped me settle in. On the way in we immediately passed two naked upperclassmen on their way to the lounge to shoot pool. I knew I was in the right place. They politely introduced themselves and offered to show us around and make introductions. I immediately said I was a nudist and would they mind if I stripped down to for the tour. They laughed and said please do - I was in the right place - everyone pretty much hung out naked or in their underwear. They were freebsllers as it turned out so no underwear for them. So I was naked already when my new roommates showed up - if someone in that dorm was uncomfortable with nudity - they quickly got over it - my roommates were just as naked as I was most of the time. Lots of stories here too.

Were there any major challenges in having a nudist home with young children?

Do you mean the family I raised or the one i grew up with as I had younger sisters ? The family I raised, I was going to address in a separate thread - will need to wait until after I arrive in Spain in a few days.
Thanks again.
I was referring to the family you raised, but now that you mentioned it, hearing about the dynamics of having younger sisters around when you and some of your friends were naked would be interesting, too, as well as some college stories you would be willing to share.
Will be interesting to hear about these when you get a chance.
Just one more question, Since this is a freeballers forum, when & why did you stop wearing underwear when you did get dressed?
Will be happy to respond to you or anyone concerning my families - the one I was raised in - and the one I raised as soon as time permits.

Lots of college stories - let me know what may interest you or anyone at first - dorm/social life, swim claases/team, and/or work jobs that I did naked in gym and pool.

I stopped wearing underwear entirely when I became a nudist at home - had been a part-time freeballer during summers for a few years beforehand. That said, always had a pair of long johns for winter. Did not wear them with pants so much - had a couple pair flannel-lined pants/jeans that kept me pretty toasty and felt great wearing while freeballing. Wore the long johns to put on for any outside winter chores - shoveling snow, etc. - without wearing pants. Used to only wear them too, to go visit the twins or couple to other friends from swim team.

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When my husband Ronnie* suggested that we visit a nudist camp, I was shocked! In time though, I thought the experience was very positive.
Let me paint our picture. Ronnie and I were “hippies” back in the late 1960s. We even went to the first Sunbury Festival in 1972, and may have shed some clothing back then!
Since then though, our lives have been pretty “regular” for everyday Aussies. We’ve just worked hard, raised a family and enjoy spending time with our grandkids.
We’ve probably always held on to some more grounded “hippie” ideals. We like to recycle, get outdoors when we can and have chooks in our backyard. Although I never dreamed of going naked again, at age 62!
It had been a long time since Ronnie and I took a holiday. So when we started researching popular beach spots, a nude camp was the furthest thing from my mind.
“How about this one?” Ronnie asked, pointing to a resort photo he found online. “The place is a bit… different though,” he added cheekily.
I stared at the webpage. Bare butts and naked chests stared back at me. “Ronnie! Thats a nude camp!” I exclaimed.
“How about it though?” he asked again. “We used to love getting back to nature in our younger days… Why should now be any different?”
A thousand reasons flooded my mind! Cause I’d never been to an official nudist camp! Because since 1972, my natural “assets” had sure headed south!
“To hell with all that,” Ronnie told me. “I could use a little sun, and you’ve got no reason not to get your kit off. You’re still saucy! Plus this place is fairly cheap.”
After some convincing, we were off. Can’t say it took me long to pack for a nudist camp. All I needed were my cosmetics, shoes and a few towels for modesty’s sake.
When we finally arrived at the secluded nudist camp, I was blown away by its beauty. Relaxing pools welcomed me, and we were surrounded by lush, green trees.
Of course, trees weren’t the only “all natural” thing in sight! Most of the other campers were aged over 50 – men and women in all shapes and sizes.
Sometimes, the men wore a towel over their shoulder to politely cover any unexpected “excitement”. Women used their hair to obscure their chests, but didn’t wear much else.
Going nude was the only way forward at this nudist camp. I even saw a sign by the pool which read “no swimwear allowed”.
Everybody being naked, it seemed, put us all on an even playing field. Apparently staff would even ask you to remove clothing if you weren’t getting “into the naturist spirit”.
It took me a day of hiding in our cabin to pluck up the courage to “bare all”. Ronnie of course had no qualms – in fact he was hitting the spa before you could say “nude!”
When I finally peaked out of my cabin, making a beeline for the trees, I was terrified of being spotted nude.
Then another woman passed me, who must have been at least 80 years old. Except for her long, silvery hair – she was stark naked. I couldn’t help but stare a little.
Her boobs were less plucky then mine, and she had lumps and bumps like my own. If she could be happy in simply her skin, why couldn’t I?
With that thought in mind, I sought out Ronnie in the spa. We had a lovely time making new friends who were eco-friendly and fun, just like us.
After a day of skinny dipping, bird watching and even a spot of cooking, I couldn’t believe that it had taken me so long to get undressed! It just felt so… natural. Free spirited too!
Living naked has its downsides though. I did once get splattered with hot BBQ oil, just a little on my side. And as the night air cooled, I could find myself longing for a jumper.
Our week at the nudist camp came and went quickly, but returning home I felt completely relaxed. There’s something to be said for “getting back to nature” and letting your insecurities all hang out.
After all, God gave us these bodies for a reason. Why not give them some sun and feel comfortable in your own skin, even if it’s just for a short while? I’d do it again any day!
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