I am Geoff from Australia. I’m 47 now, but, like you, realised that I was a nudist once I was in my early teens.

I shared a bedroom with my 2 younger brothers, sleeping in the top bunk of a bunk bed. Our house was quite little. I remember bathing with one of my brothers, femdom beach , right up to my early adolescents. My youngest brother, Ian, and sister Julie, who was younger still, also bathed together. At all other times, however, we wore garments, though in the hot Aussie summers, it was often only shorts and undies. My sister constantly wore a shirt too.

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None of my family were nudists, and my mum was from a strict Catholic foundation. I’ve never seen her nude.
I do remember all of us boys and dad showering nude in the dressing sheds at the shore, and how often there were guys sunbaking naked in the open courtyard at the center of the dressing pavillion. I did not think anything was http://nudenudist.com with that. When I was 12, I was at high school and my class went to the shore for an trip. It was an all boys school. 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 didn’t swim nude, I did sleep naked. I’d wear pyjamas to bed, then take them off. They always seemed worn because I’d shove them down below the covers. I was never comfortable if I need to sleep in pyjamas.
I did not understand anything about nudism, and wondered whether I was strange or something, but I began to go nude at home when everyone else was out. I nearly got caught bare by an aged guy who used to visit us often. I ‘d really gone out the back door nude (it was early evening), and I had to dart back inside fast, shut 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 sleep. I used this as the opportunity to be bare, even in the centre of winter. I loved being naked under the stars! Sometimes, 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 last 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 bravery (unlike other young people whose stories are on this website) to tell my parents I needed to go naked. At the end of my final year of high school, I turned 18 and went on a excursion for about 10 days with a few of my school mates and one of our teachers. We camped in the grounds of the neighborhood 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 beaches. I quickly took them off, and ran into the water naked. It was wonderful! I made the decision to remain naked 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 made the decision to put my swimmers down in a place I’d remember, so I really could chicken out. It was such a buzz! Would you believe I accidentally jogged past the Police Station in the nude? Again, a couple of car drivers honked, but streakers were fairly common then!
I first went naked in front of others of my age at a nude beach when going to University, and that was usually an extremely positive experience. It was also amazing to see that there were girls who loved being naked too!

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