I remember my first encounters with being nude had nothing

related to nudism, that is for sure! Why? I really had no idea back then. As I got a little old I remember a couple of occasions when my brother and I transformed in the exact same downstairs utility room, but I think that was because we were in a rush to go someplace else or when grandma was about to do laundry and wanted the suits for the wash.
Grandma never made a fuss about seeing our nude bottoms. Why would she?

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Finally I started comprehending that nakedness was something particular and there was seemingly a reason folks didn’t do it all over. This would have been my “awakening” to puberty, I guess. Along this time there are a few vague memories of sitting around my grandparents house wrapped in only a towel, which was likely after swimming. There’s one clear memory of my brother “streaking” through the home and out the rear garage door. He came to a halt in the end of the garage, close to the road, where a number of neighbor girls were outside across the street washing an automobile! I’m sure he was seen, but again, this was summer, we were seeing, and we were just children!
Years afterwards and several states away from my grandparents home, I recall skinny dipping with my brother along with a neighborhood friend named Mark. We were going fishing at a lake behind our flats and got ridiculously hot and sweaty traipsing through the woods from one fishing spot to another.
Symbol, being the oldest of the group, said he was going swimming. He went into the water and then threw his cut off shorts out after a couple of instants. I think I went in second and did not wish to walk home in soaking wet cut-offs, so I removed mine before going into the water. We all thought nudist family pics was quite daring because of being in clear view of a local international airport’s runway. We had great pleasure that summer and there was nothing “inappropriate” about it. In addition , I recall my mother and step-father once mentioning a potential visit to Virginia’s eastern coast, and asking both my brother and I if we’d go to a nude beach with them. beach chubby happened though.
It wasn’t until about ten years later that I was presented to printed literature on nudism.

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