Did anyone else grow up near a nude beach?

[Scooter806]

Growing up near a nude beach.

There were massive sand dunes at this one, and lupins growing tall. The cruising foot traffic made tracks through the dunes and tunnels through the undergrowth. I would, accidentally on purpose stumble from this undergrowth, usually surprising a nude sun-bather. Occasionally I’d be asked to rub sunscreen on their back, or we’d chat …

Wandering naked was liberating, a thrill being seen by strangers and it was sexual for me, but my chest would still pound with fear of being spotted by family, friends or a teacher. Stress was erased with a swim, and after laying down in a sheltered sand dune. Gentle sun drenched breeze passing over my naked body. Maybe this was a kind of ritual, I would always be aroused by the salt re-crystallising on my skin.

I’d keep an eye on who was around, tricky in the dunes as people appeared from nowhere, and were down and up again like inquisitive meerkats.

Like to hear your experiences.

 

[SebCo27]

Studland?

 

[Scooter806]

No not Studland, I don't want to identify the location.

 

[Min23]

I love the freedom of being naked in nature. I'm lucky in that I live in a rural area where I can be naked around my own property pretty much whenever I like (weather permitting). But I like to visit my local nude beach a few times a year.

When on the public beach, I feel a great sense of camaraderie amongst my fellow nudies, and like to spend time walking through the dunes and along the surf. Splashing in the sea and collecting shells is a timeless activity. People must have been doing this since the dawn of time and it give me a feeling of connectedness with both nature and humanity. When I encounter someone, I don't scuttle away, but look them in the eye & greet them. Many an interesting conversation has been started this way, and low-key friendships with some of the regulars, too. I meet people from all walks of life, as nudity is a great leveler of people. Once the veneer of consumerism has been peeled away, we're all equal under the sun.

 

[bcgent4u]

Wreck beach and 3rd beach in Vancouver BC

 

[WilliamG]

In my 20's I spent a lot of time surfing in Baja California from a little beach house. Nude beaches were rare. More like secluded beaches where some folks went nude. No cruising. But it was still very sexual for me. I'd go down the beach where no one's around and surf naked. Then layout nude... Usually followed by masturbating. And If I was with a gf, we'd end up fucking in those secluded coves.

Fast forward 40 years...
Last week I finally went to a beach in Northern LA that's known for it's cruisy sand dunes... I went alone. I stripped down to a thong and started walking down one of the discreet trails... Then when I saw a few other fully naked men... Off came my thong...
Can I just say there is something VERY exciting about walking down a trail naked with the intent of other naked men seeing me. I felt like I was being a tease. I passed by a few guys. But didn't feel I was ready to take it to the next level. Loved the smiles they gave. The sun and the ocean breeze on my body... Thinking this would be a great place to suck or be sucked.

I love being naked outside... But only as a purely sexual experience.

 

[gbr2022]

There's one an hour away from me. Love it! Would love to get a boner at the beach and have someone take care of it for me. Never happened yet.

 

[edonline]

Not a nude beach per se but my family has a beach house on the South California shore which we've owned for ages. Semi-private so family members and our friends/guests often went naked and we had the occasional "visitor" - walkers and hikers, beach combers, etc - who mistook it for a secluded public area and stripped down to sunbathe and enjoy the surf naked.

 

[Floodwater]

Close by was my friends pool. Very private and always naked. I loved taking my clothes off and being in the full sun. So many people stopped by who enjoyed the same thing so I met many new friends when naked. There was always a sexual tension and often that led to getting off. Lot's of stories. Fast forward and I moved only to make a friend who eventually had a naked, private pool. I have photos from days spent lying around the pool - still makes me horny.

 

[hardboy_fll]

I lived about 4 hours away from Sandy Hook nude beach in New Jersey so that was my first official nude beach. The ranger patrols were frequent and lifeguard stands on the beach discouraged playing around. A couple times I found a boner buddy within view so we would lay on our backs and watch each other's cocks get hard in sympathy. I find this incredibly erotic and oddly reaffirming of the brotherly nature of being men.

About 3 hours away the dunes north of Rehoboth Beach, Delaware were not a nude beach and have long since been ruined, but they used to be very cruisy. When I was in college I stood on the beach and saw men walking across the dunes in the distance. Odd. I thought they were wearing very thin Speedos, but as I walked closer I saw that they were nude. And young. And hot. And fully erect. I was conflicted between the nudists preaching how it's not sexual and my throbbing hard boner as I joined the parade.

 

[Max Well]

I lived maybe 5km from a popular nude beach, and had secretly gone there for a swim a few tiems.
I started going running with a gym buddy, and one time we ran up the coast, and got to the part of the beach with the nudists. We ran past some nudists and I was wondering how far we would run or to turn back, then he sugests we take a swim then run back to town.
I was a bit nervious, and we had that silly conversation "I will if you will..." and sure enough he takes of his shirt then his shorts and just stands there naked. So I striped off and we swam and floated about in the ocean.
It was a fun experience and we often included a skinny dip as part of our beach running.

 

[LPSG Simon]

Growing up near a nude beach.

View attachment 112876621There were massive sand dunes at this one, and lupins growing tall. The cruising foot traffic made tracks through the dunes and tunnels through the undergrowth. I would, accidentally on purpose stumble from this undergrowth, usually surprising a nude sun-bather. Occasionally I’d be asked to rub sunscreen on their back, or we’d chat …

Wandering naked was liberating, a thrill being seen by strangers and it was sexual for me, but my chest would still pound with fear of being spotted by family, friends or a teacher. Stress was erased with a swim, and after laying down in a sheltered sand dune. Gentle sun drenched breeze passing over my naked body. Maybe this was a kind of ritual, I would always be aroused by the salt re-crystallising on my skin.

I’d keep an eye on who was around, tricky in the dunes as people appeared from nowhere, and were down and up again like inquisitive meerkats.

Like to hear your experiences.

Sounds completely idyllic. Did your family have a progressive attitude about the place in general, being so close to it? Or did they see it as a taboo / curiosity / nuisance?

 

[Scooter806]

I lived maybe 5km from a popular nude beach, and had secretly gone there for a swim a few tiems.
I started going running with a gym buddy, and one time we ran up the coast, and got to the part of the beach with the nudists. We ran past some nudists and I was wondering how far we would run or to turn back, then he sugests we take a swim then run back to town.
I was a bit nervious, and we had that silly conversation "I will if you will..." and sure enough he takes of his shirt then his shorts and just stands there naked. So I striped off and we swam and floated about in the ocean.
It was a fun experience and we often included a skinny dip as part of our beach running.

Very hot, I'm familiar with the beaches over your way.

 

[Scooter806]

Sounds completely idyllic. Did your family have a progressive attitude about the place in general, being so close to it? Or did they see it as a taboo / curiosity / nuisance?

No, not as a united front, mother seldom went there or swam especially after she was 'bitten' on the ankle by a small shark (aka some driftwood). Father was more anything goes.

 

[bondigo]

Grew up in Sydney - as an 18 year old, I became aware of Obelisk Beach on the north side - officially nude. Went by myself, very nervous, and loved the feel of swimming naked and soon found the bushes with all the cruising. Needless to say a young guy with a hard 8” cock was popular and I got to suck and fuck as much as I wanted. Got quite addicted to it and eventually lived close enough to walk there, which I would do in fairly transparent mesh shorts. Given my first cockring there and still have it, and old metal one - nearly always wear a cockring to the beach.

 

[Max Well]

Very hot, I'm familiar with the beaches over your way.

ah cool, that photo looks familar.... i may have ran there a few times

 

[Scooter806]

Nude Beach Boners

 

[londonredhead]

Holidayed every year close to a nude beach, although we never went there as a family. I would sneak off there and strip off for a little while, and when I was old enough go there for all day sunbathing.

Been a confirmed nudist every since. Can't imagine visiting a clothed beach. Usually send a long holiday each summer at Cap d'Agde, walking naked to the beach, fucking on the beach, it's amazing. Naked 24/7 for days, all because I discovered a love of naturism early on in life

 

[nomju]

Not lived, but my parents bought a holiday home in France in the early 90s. Obviously they used it more than me, as they had retired, but me and my girlfriend (who became my wife) holidayed there a hell of a lot.
It wasn't discussed but my parents used the local nude beach all the time, and probably bought the property because of it's proximity.
Luckily my girlfriend was more than happy to be naked on the beach, and if the weather permitting, we were always there.

 

[Scooter806]

Grew up in Sydney - as an 18 year old, I became aware of Obelisk Beach on the north side - officially nude. Went by myself, very nervous, and loved the feel of swimming naked and soon found the bushes with all the cruising. Needless to say a young guy with a hard 8” cock was popular and I got to suck and fuck as much as I wanted. Got quite addicted to it and eventually lived close enough to walk there, which I would do in fairly transparent mesh shorts. Given my first cockring there and still have it, and old metal one - nearly always wear a cockring to the beach.

I wondered if there were beaches here that I hadn't explored, I think I've been to Werrong - it was a long hot walk, and I thought kangaroos peeking out from behind the trees felt weird (like Picnic at Hanging Rock, weird). Guess they were just curious and cautious. Haven't been to Birdie. There's the 'secret beach', Gordon's Bay, not sure if it's offically designated nude but that doesn't stop people.

• Cobblers
• Lady Jane
• Little Congwong
• Obelisk
• Werrong
• Birdie