I am Geoff from Australia.

I shared a bedroom with my 2 younger brothers, sleeping in the very best bunk of a bunk bed. Our house was quite small. I recall bathing with one of my brothers, Garry, right up to my early adolescents. My youngest brother, Ian, and sister Julie, who was younger still, additionally bathed together. At all other times, however, we wore garments, though in the hot Aussie summers, it was frequently only shorts and undies. My sister always wore a top as well. I have never seen her nude.
I do remember http://x-pot.com of us boys and dad showering nude in the dressing sheds at the seashore, and how often there were guys sunbaking bare in the open courtyard in the centre of the dressing pavillion. I didn’t think anything was wrong with that. I recall one of my classmates (his name was Geoff also!) taking off his swimmers and skinny dipping in a rock pool. I was not quite game enough to do that, but I did have a very strong desire to swim naked.
While I did not swim nude, I did sleep bare. I had wear pyjamas to bed, then take them off. They constantly seemed worn because I Had shove them down under the covers. I was never comfortable if I need to sleep in pyjamas.
I did not know anything about nudism, and wondered whether I was odd or something, but I began to go naked at home when everyone else was out. I almost got caught naked by an aged man who used to visit us frequently. I had actually gone out the back door nude (it was early evening), and I needed to dart back inside immediately, close the door, and act like no one was home!
Another thing I did was to go to bed after than anyone else. It became my job to lock up the back door during the night before going to bed. I utilized this as the opportunity to be bare, even in the centre of winter. I loved being naked under the stars! Occasionally, I’d walk or run around the block nude (I’d have been about 15-17 when I did this). It was somewhat daring, going by the houses of all neighbours who knew me so well, with not a stitch on! The final stretch of the run was down the main road and round the corner into our street, and once I remember the driver of a car coming up the main road honking at me! That was a real rush – someone had seen me! I had never had the courage (unlike other young people whose stories are on this site) to tell my parents I wanted to go nude. We camped in the grounds of the local Catholic primary school and there were a number of beaches nearby. One night, wearing just a pair of Speedo swimmers, I went out by myself to one of the shores. I immediately took them away, and ran into the water naked. It was amazing! I made the decision to stay bare after finishing my swim, and walked up from the beach to the nearby road. It was probably about 11pm, so I thought I’d go for a jog in the nude. I decided to put my swimmers down in a location I’d recall, so I could chicken out. Would you believe I accidentally jogged past the Police Station in the nude? Again, a couple of automobile drivers honked, but streakers were pretty common then!
I first went naked in front of others of my age at a nude beach when going to University, and that was generally a very positive experience. It was also great to see that there were girls who enjoyed being naked too!

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