I am not disapointed,but I thought that this would be by females and the first time the saw the baby maker.I asked my wife for some advice on how to ansure this and she was no help at all,

The first nude boy I saw was when I was 7 years old. It was the son of my mum's best friend. I remember we had just moved to a new place and had 2 bathrooms (1 of them is in the master bedroom). We had a show and tell (I was uncircumcised and he was circumcised). I didn't realise the differences of our dick but he did. He went home and asked his mum how come mine was different to his. Our parents found out we were showing each other our dicks. Since that time we had been regularly playing with each other dick until we were 16.

The second guy I saw naked was when I was 19. He started playing with my dick and I unzipped his pants, took his dick out and did likewise.

I'm surprised by the larger percentage of people here who basically grew up to a pretty mature age without seeing anyone else's body. I suppose these are the American forum members. After all, it's well known that people in the USA are sexually repressed, at least officially... But can it be?

In my part of the world it's usual for kids to grow up with frequent chances to see other people, as they are. I bathed together with my sister in the bathtub, until we grew too large to fit in together. That gave me the chance to really see how girls look down there, and everywhere. At school, when we changed for sport, we had the chance to study each other, and that started very early. Once a year the entire class would do a week-long trip to a country home that was shared between our school and another one. There we slept in two big rooms, separated by sex, and the bathrooms (also one for boys and one for girls) had no internal divisions. So we could watch each other as much as each of us wanted, or almost so, because if someone watched too disrespectfully, he would become the object of cruel jokes. Best of all was that the wall between the boys bedroom and the girls bathroom, which was made just from wooden planks, had a loose knot in one board. That was a well kept secret, passed down from generation to generation of schoolboys. During shower time, we took turns peeping through the little hole. It was educative. We learned discipline and organizational skills, because no one could stay at the peephole longer than anyone else! We swore that the girls had no idea of the little hole in the wall, until one day one of my classmates saw one of the girls doing a reverence toward the hole! He blushed as red as if the girl could have seen exactly who was watching her! At least, from then on we knew that the hole was definitely no secret. Most of the girls didn't care, and gave the show. But ocassionally one of them would hang a towel over the hole. We tried to blow it away, and the dancing towel made the girls laugh.

Of course, we also skinny dipped a lot. Usually just we boys, but sometimes a girl or two joined us. No problem.

Despite all that, nudism is still seen here as something only the others do! There is a large difference between what people do, and what they admit to do.

Il Musico.

Il Musico (imported) wrote: Mon Mar 02, 2009 10:02 am I'm surprised by the larger percentage of people here who basically grew up to a pretty mature age without seeing anyone else's body. I suppose these are the American forum members. After all, it's well known that people in the USA are sexually repressed, at least officially... But can it be?

Il Musico.

In answer to your question - YES! Around here we have many Baptists. These people are so uptight about sex that they probably do it with their clothes on! The State of Kentucky has no nudist camps.

Nudist camps! That must be another American invention! A way to lock away those uncomfortable crazy people who don't like to hide their bodies all the time, such as mentally ill people are locked away in funnyhomes!

In many European cities it's quite common to see people of all ages sunbath completely naked in public parks, when the weather is right. Tourists from other continents sometimes make a point of going sightseeing at such places... It is considered rude to play paparazzi, but tourists are welcome to join.

After a while, the sight turns totally normal, and one stops thinking that there is anything fundamentally bad with the human body. Of course, some bodies are nicer than others... but that's life! Even a fat and wrinkly body has the right to see the sun. In a park in Berlin one day I saw a REALLY fat old lady tanning in the nude, and several kids, apparently her grandchildren, playing near her, nude too. It was so natural. Nothing sexual about it, just natural.

Of course, in Europe too there are people who think it's a sin to be nude, or whatever. But they don't have the say.

Nice to know there are still some people out there who don't freak out over a naked person - of any age. One thing I've been sure to TRY and instill in all the boys over the years is not to be ashamed of their bodies. Granted, I don't encourage them to go out to the mailbox in the nude, though...

It is quite true that Americans as a whole are pretty uptight about nudity. It seems that with the closeted mentality of nudity becomes associated with sex. Nothing quite like the freedom of going au natural when appropriate. I have found that nudists are among the most politest folks as gawking and peep thrills are quite discouraged and frowned upon. After seeing so many nude people the "thrill" wears off and one is simply enjoying the freedom with other like minded folks.

Well, in the Middle East we have the Taliban.

In America, we have the Tallywacker Ban...

I think the issue isn't the sight of the human body, but the context of that sight. What makes the sight of a body charged with sexual excitement? Many situations are supposed to be free of sex - medical exams, locker rooms, nude beaches, etc. I'm not sure how sex-free these places really are.

We all know that open display of sexual arousal in any of these settings is considered inappropriate and embarassing for all involved. Yet the brain still stores pictures, and the imagination transforms these pictures to reveal their latent sexuality. A man at one of those nude parks may train himself to look uninterested, but I can't believe that what he sees doesn't explode in his mind later. Most people can become aroused seeing attractive people fully dressed. Who hasn't fantasized about beautiful people seen on the street? How much more exciting is their naked form, and the thought of how you might share a touch?

Of course, if naked bodies become routine, the simple of sight of them loses its power to shock. Think of hunting and gathering societies where people go near-naked most of the time. But there's a difference between saying a human body isn't shocking or exceptional, and saying that a human body is uninteresting or unimportant. Among rain-forest people who live without clothes, nakedness may not cause uproar or scandal, but the instinctive response of post-pubescent bodies to one another is universal.

Pretending not to care seems to me to be a sort of moral ostentation, like rich people who tell you they care most about spiritual things, or powerful people who tell you they relish the homes and families where they're seldom found, etc. One way of advertising that you have a surfeit of something valuable is to insist you don't care, even as others admire you for what you have. Beautiful people who can attract sexual partners with ease like to insist that sex is unimportant to them.

I think that what really counts is not the sight of human bodies, but touch. Starting with infancy, when we're comforted by the touch of our mothers, touching other people is something we all crave. This precedes sex. I think it's instinctive and universal. Human beings want and need to touch and be touched by others. This is not only sexual. It meets a deep need. Our social mores make it painfully difficult to gain access to human touch, now more than ever. So seeing naked bodies is just a tease, because what we really want is to touch. Nakedness just shows us what we're not touching. I actually prefer the American model, because it's more honest.

So many supposedly non-sexual situations are in actuality charged with sex. What man with even the smallest streak of homosexual interest has not enjoyed himself in a locker room? The trick is never to look too long or too hard at anything you're not supposed to, and never to get an erection. But oh, that camera behind your eyes is snapping pictures like crazy, for enjoyment later. We've all seen the men who're proud of their big dicks being ever so careless about covering themselves. You know who I mean - the ones who stroll around naked, taking their time about weighing themselves or standing before mirrors. Why, nothing could be farther from their minds than sex, but they're sure not shy about letting you see their big swinging shlongs. No doubt, this is just my depraved mind, but fat men with little dicks never seem to act this way.

Then there's medical exams. Specifically, there's the hernia exam. Now that I'm 58 and sedentary, no doctor or nurse wants to check me for a hernia, ever, even though men like me are most likely to get them. When I was in my teens and twenties, I remember an unending series of doctors and nurses pawing my crotch in search of the hernias that are so rare at that age. In every school I attended, starting in the 7th grade, the boys lined up in front of the school nurse once a year, and had to open their pants for a hernia exam. The boys giggled and squirmed; the nurse - in her 20s - blushed and smiled. I don't remember one hernia being found, but the annual checkup was indispensible. The nurse never saw any of the boys for anything else, except accidents or illnesses. When I went to summer camp, got a job, or went to college, there was always "turn your head and cough." My family doctors also cared deeply about whether I had a hernia.

Once, I got into a personality dispute with my boss. He sent me for a medical exam at the company clinic. The doctor - a middle-aged woman - had me strip naked, walk heel-to-toe, listened to my heart through a stethoscope, and then concluded the exam by fondling my testicles for about 30 seconds - to check for testicular cancer. Apparently, employees who don't get along with their bosses are especially prone to testicular cancer.

Now let's tell the truth - most of these genital exams are unnecessary. But it's fun to touch a young man's genitals, especially if you have the ironclad excuse of being a doctor or nurse conducting a medical exam. So the doctor's office, just like the locker room, is the scene of much unacknowledged sexuality.

So many of my first experiences were in these settings.