Casualy Nudity Among Adult Male Family Members

Since my dad was a nudist, I saw him without clothes all the time. He did not hide his erections and taught me they are a natural function of a healthy male body. He raised me as a nudist and whenever male cousins would come over for sleep overs, they quickly stripped naked too.
 
spent some time in japan and the families have no problems being naked cause dads bring their sons to the onsens from young, but honestly I don't know how I would feel seeing my dad in the buff its a bit odd for me the way I was raised conservatively
 
Around 2 weeks before my 24th birthday my father asked me if I wanted to attend a tribal coming of age ceremony. I was told that I just needed to follow some dance, prayers and rituals. After that, I will be given a welcoming gift, a cash prize that is enough to buy almost two new cars.

Of course, I accepted, it sounded like easy money.

Around a week before the ceremony, I was sent to tribal villages to live with them for a while and understand the traditions, customs etc, and what’s going on during the ceremony.

The day before the ceremony, I had to rehearse, and I was given the costume I had to wear – it looks like a kilt. I was asked to change into it. I kept my undies on and was asked to take them off. I negotiated and asked if something like a thong is OK (I came prepared, I saw some pictures of the traditional costume) – I was told no.

The fabric is really thin, you can easily see the outline, and really short – shorter than my girlfriend’s mini skirt – I was told it’s only purpose is to block sunlight. Other than that the less fabric the better to allow more freedom of movement.

They also need to paint some pattern on my chest , torso and back – having a brush painting on your body feels quite weird and I got a semi quite a few times – no one said a thing, and I just pretended like nothing is happening – I am really not sure if anyone even noticed

When standing, it barely covers the junk, and if there is wind blowing or when I sit (no chairs , sit on the ground) , I will be exposed. I was told not to worry as only adult tribal men (24 or older by tribal rules) – can attend. At least I don’t have to worry about women or my brother (1 year younger than me) seeing me naked

At first, I tried to cover it when the wind is blowing or adjust it when I am sitting to not expose myself, but I gradually got tired of it and stopped trying

And then as I performed the rituals and hunting, I do realize that it is much more comfortable this way



Since then, I have never been shy about being nude around other men – it’s just another part of the body
 
Around 2 weeks before my 24th birthday my father asked me if I wanted to attend a tribal coming of age ceremony. I was told that I just needed to follow some dance, prayers and rituals. After that, I will be given a welcoming gift, a cash prize that is enough to buy almost two new cars.

Of course, I accepted, it sounded like easy money.

Around a week before the ceremony, I was sent to tribal villages to live with them for a while and understand the traditions, customs etc, and what’s going on during the ceremony.

The day before the ceremony, I had to rehearse, and I was given the costume I had to wear – it looks like a kilt. I was asked to change into it. I kept my undies on and was asked to take them off. I negotiated and asked if something like a thong is OK (I came prepared, I saw some pictures of the traditional costume) – I was told no.

The fabric is really thin, you can easily see the outline, and really short – shorter than my girlfriend’s mini skirt – I was told it’s only purpose is to block sunlight. Other than that the less fabric the better to allow more freedom of movement.

They also need to paint some pattern on my chest , torso and back – having a brush painting on your body feels quite weird and I got a semi quite a few times – no one said a thing, and I just pretended like nothing is happening – I am really not sure if anyone even noticed

When standing, it barely covers the junk, and if there is wind blowing or when I sit (no chairs , sit on the ground) , I will be exposed. I was told not to worry as only adult tribal men (24 or older by tribal rules) – can attend. At least I don’t have to worry about women or my brother (1 year younger than me) seeing me naked

At first, I tried to cover it when the wind is blowing or adjust it when I am sitting to not expose myself, but I gradually got tired of it and stopped trying

And then as I performed the rituals and hunting, I do realize that it is much more comfortable this way



Since then, I have never been shy about being nude around other men – it’s just another part of the body
Very interesting. In which country this happened ? Has your one year old younger brother never saw you nude as an adult ?
 
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Is it common in your family that all male adults (dad / brothers) are nude in front each other daily ? Do you also see each other erected ?
It was common at my home growing up. Dad and I have seen each other with morning wood
 
Is it common in your family that all male adults (dad / brothers) are nude in front each other daily ? Do you also see each other erected ?
When I lived home yes and yes from time to time you see everything

If someone wore clothes you knew they were either coming or going OR guests were over and depending on who those guests were clothing could’ve just been a pair of shorts or a towel wrapped around
 
As stated in other posts, I have been naked with my dad naked. But normally only at the swimming pool in the changing room and out of curiosity I did look at him and same applies to the urinals.
But in general my family isn’t one that’s a nudist one.
Nudity in my family comes from necessity according to a situation in which it’s acceptable to be naked.
I have at family gatherings seen a few at the urinals with it out and out of curiosity I looked.
But when it comes to me and dad. There is plenty of nudity. Which I think is special because we have allowed ourselves to be that vulnerable together. There is just something about being nude with my dad that feels I don’t know safe. Like knowing I can trust him to see me and me him as we naturally are and I think those moments we’ve shared, they have brought us even closer together.
Cause even before I saw him naked. I could discuss anything with my dad and we’ve always had a strong bond and a deep sense of trust between each other and being naked together I feel has helped strengthen what we already had.
Any medical issues regarding my body or even my genitals. I have my dad to help me.
As stated in other posts. I let him help me get changed and cleaned up while I was half paralzed in hospital a few years back. I’ve even helped him out in awkward situations. Cause there have been times he’s took a shower but forgot his towel and I helped him by getting one for him and passing it through to him so as to avoid him having to streak it to the bedroom.
We have our privacy sure enough. He has changed in front of me sure enough but often times at home he prefer privacy and I respect that and let him be. That’s the best way to discribe what we have. I respect him and love him deeply and he’s what I consider a best friend too as well as a fantastic dad. He’s always there for me and I him regardless of whether we’ve got clothes on or not.
I also remember this one time I was going away for the weekend and dad was getting ready in the bedroom when I shouted bye to him. He then came out and said bye to me while he was shirtless and he pulled me into a hug. I’ve never forgotten this moment because of how good and how secure it felt in those few seconds of hugging him and feeling the heat of his body on me. I don’t know it just felt special and in a sense comforting for him to allow that to happen. I don’t know if anyone else has experienced this too. But I mean it totally in a non sexual way. It was just something about feeling the warmth of his body mixed with the softness of his skin and chest hair that felt so secure and comfortable and gave me a sense of being safe in that moment.
Like I said before what we have is very special. And we don’t have to always say much to know what each other needs at a given moment. I can always tell when he’s stressed and needs someone to talk to and me vice versa with him.
 
Since my dad was a nudist, I saw him without clothes all the time. He did not hide his erections and taught me they are a natural function of a healthy male body. He raised me as a nudist and whenever male cousins would come over for sleep overs, they quickly stripped naked too.
Lucky you. I wish I was raised that way.
 
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