Did You Grow Up Where Male Nudity was Commonplace With Your Dad/Brothers/Uncles/Cousins?

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I've seen threads like this posted before, but they've all ended so long ago and I kinda wanted to start it up again, so let's get it!

I grew up in a very conservative family, parents are divorced, and I have one sibling who's my older brother. My mother raised us cause our dad wasn't around but I knew where he was and Ive seen him periodicallly throughout my life. I'm 6'2", 32yo, a muscular 220lbs with an athletic build, and a proud 7".

I'm a 2 on the kinsey scale, always have been as long as I can remember, even before I knew what a Kinsey scale was. No family member would ever dare to even bring up the discussion of sexual activity let alone encourage being comfortable in your own skin. Except for one uncle I have who on very rare occasion will talk about one of his many sexual encounters when it's just us guys. I felt really open to talk to him growing up, but when it came having tha actual "sex talk" and not being ashamed about jerking off or being comfortable in your own skin around other guys, even he couldnt do it and clammed up. So I never got the talk, and stuff that he did mention was not only very rare but also usually very brief, and I rarely had much to say back because that's not how I was raised to talk, especially not to an adult. But just listening for a moment was a breath of fresh air. My mother, brother, other aunts and uncles were all reserved, conservative, and at least a little strict, most of them military veterans. My father was also very reserved, passive, and docile which is why my mother probably married him. He's Nigerian but i dont think Nigerian culture has anything to do with it cause i know so Nigerians who are lewd and open as all get out. So there was a lot of overwhelming influence and pressure for me to remain reserved outweighing the helpful influence of my somewhat understanding uncle. Talk about seriously being sexually repressed. My cousins and I did feel liberation in our ability to discuss whatever when we were alone, but even so, it had to be done in hiding. It didn't change the reserved and repressed lifestyles we were being manipulated to live at home. If I freeballed I'd be reprimanded, if I jacked off or watched porn I'd be shamed, if came out of the bathroom without a towel on I'd be scolded, and if I even commented anything sexual or lewd in human nature I was met with shock, appall, dismay, and a scowl. My mother's caught me doing all of these things at some point btw, some of which I never did again while living in her house.

So, I gave all that backstop to say, I'm a proud skin lover who watches gay porn from time to time and doesn't feel shame strutting naked in the locker room, intentionally flaunting my 3" soft 7" solid cock at the urinals whether it's limp or rock solid; I freeball and sleep naked half the time as I noticed the feeling of liberation sort of wears off after you've had enough time to get complacent and used to it. And I owe it all to all the people I've met along the path of life and the forums threads I've read where I've learned that so many people have had such a different variety of upbringings. There's such a broad spectrum of how we all were raised or the lack there of. I read some of these threads and I envy so many of you guys who had a father (or both parents) who gave you affirmation and encouragement concerning your bodies, how to handle yourself, not being ashamed, afraid, or shy as if you've got something nobody has seen before. It took me till I was 22 yo to truly understand and internalized what I've long known to be true: nobody's special - when we place so much stigma on something so natural it makes it forbidden and causes so many unnecessary and distancing boundaries between us and the people we care about. It's so negative, damaging, and it's ridiculous. I wish someone would have told me to get over myself and what my mother says about it 20 years ago when I was twelve, a whole decade before I actually realized it.

By now I've been a trucker for a few years traveling all over the country and I've never felt more free. I refuse to use a restroom unless I have to s***. So I hop out of my truck and piss in plain view of interstate traffic. Sometimes I even wave at a police officer flying by while doing it. By now I think it's just an unwritten understanding that truckers and cops have that we have to keep moving and they need us to keep America running, we're probably not from the state so we probably won't be back anytime soon, and it's rural country in free 'Merica. So they've never batted an eyelash at my cock out a** out deep piss in broad daylight. It's not so much that I'm trynna show out, that I just don't care any more. But I also flash other truckers and traffic from inside and outside my truck, sometimes drive naked, sometimes I intentionally and out of my truck and walk around with pants falling off, and dont usually wear underwear. And I do it all just to male the statement "that I don't care, and America should stop caring so much too." In my own opinion, arrest for public urination in this country shouldn't even be a thing like it is unless you're doing it in the middle of a busy street or in a place of business or something like that. Sometimes at night I streak on the quiet desolate highways and interstates wearing nothing but a tshirt or hoodie and some sneakers after throwing back a couple beers. I give em a good flash, and many have stopped or double backed at which point I go ahead and give em a good show and blow my load, usually intentionally timing perfectly for when I see more trucks and traffic coming by. So yea, that part probably is to show off and get attention. Maybe the sexual repression growing up has caused me to permanently take things a little too far, lol. Any additional thoughts?

But well, that was a huge tangent. Anywho, since im now a psuedo-nudist/exhibitionist and I plan on raising my kids to be free in their minds to make their own decisions on following my example, my question is: what are some of you all's stories and experiences concerning was nudism acceptable between the males in your childhood home? Was it encouraged or was it just not a big deal? Did you have any memorable experiences with male family members while nude worth sharing whether sexual or not? I never felt like boners and jerking off should be hidden or repressed from other males you're close to. How many others out there actually grew up that way and what was it like? Was it you all's favorite pass time or was it nonchalant? Did friends ever see your dad naked? I'm most interested to hear the stories of guys who had the most intimate bonding experiences and relationships with their male family members whether growing up or as adults.
 
If i ever have sons, I would want them to know that male nudity is nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of, especially around other males, as male nudity and sexual alleviation will be unrestricted normalities in our home from their birth.
 
If i ever have sons, I would want them to know that male nudity is nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of, especially around other males, as male nudity and sexual alleviation will be unrestricted normalities in our home from their birth.
The choice will be there's whether or not they will want to continue to follow suit when they are old enough to think, rationalize, and justify such concepts for themselves or teach the same principles to their kids.
 
I’m not a nudist/naturist by any means nor am I a locker room creep trying to overtly flaunt or cause anyone to be uncomfortable with my own nudity, but even my conservative parents made sure that my brothers and I were not ashamed of our bodies or our own self image.

I’ve tried to model that for my own teenagers; not my any sort of shared family nudity. But I don’t run and hide if they see me changing. We have traveled with some frequency throughout their lives and you can’t share a hotel room or bathroom without seeing something from time to time.
Or when they were little going to swim lessons; even in family locker rooms you see people changing.

My own view is this stuff should be more commonplace than our cultural love affair with, or normalizing, of violence.

So, did i see my family naked when I was growing up? Yes. Have my kids seen me undressed, yes..
 
I’m not a nudist/naturist by any means nor am I a locker room creep trying to overtly flaunt or cause anyone to be uncomfortable with my own nudity, but even my conservative parents made sure that my brothers and I were not ashamed of our bodies or our own self image.

I’ve tried to model that for my own teenagers; not my any sort of shared family nudity. But I don’t run and hide if they see me changing. We have traveled with some frequency throughout their lives and you can’t share a hotel room or bathroom without seeing something from time to time.
Or when they were little going to swim lessons; even in family locker rooms you see people changing.

My own view is this stuff should be more commonplace than our cultural love affair with, or normalizing, of violence.

So, did i see my family naked when I was growing up? Yes. Have my kids seen me undressed, yes..
I agree, particularly with, "My own view is this stuff should be more commonplace than our cultural love affair with, or normalizing, of violence."

I believe in balance and commonplace but also feel like its a good way for male family to bond and remove the stigma without any overtly sexual activity. Not that I would frown upon it, but if im horny enough and the occassion just naturally happens to pop up, I might entertain the idea. I'll never say never, especially since I'll do just about anything if you get me drunk enough. I believe in letting what happens, happen, have no regrets, "Let the good times roll!" I'm just enjoying my life right now.
 
We were not blatantly nude, e.g. coming to the dining table nude. But "appropriate" nudity was readily accepted. I shared a room with an older brother and changing in front of each other was just natural. Shared a bathroom with my father in the morning and pretty much everything done in the bathroom was done nude - showering, obviously, but shaving a the sink before or after showering was done nude, as was brushing teeth, fixing hair, etc. There was no sense of embarrassment for being seen nude.

Being nude around grandpa did not happen nearly as often but similar situation his home were natural and accepted. I think it helped that my father grew up in a family of 10 and my grandfather had 13 children in his family ! Expectations of privacy just did not exist.
 
Casual nudity definitely was not a thing in our family, but I wish it had been. Main reason, my Dad was hung and had a foreskin that would make any man wish he were uncut. As I've said many times, I did have the distinct pleasure of seeing him naked a few times and it was something to behold. He's still my big dick role model to this day.
 
Casual nudity definitely was not a thing in our family, but I wish it had been. Main reason, my Dad was hung and had a foreskin that would make any man wish he were uncut. As I've said many times, I did have the distinct pleasure of seeing him naked a few times and it was something to behold. He's still my big dick role model to this day.
Wow. That must've been some headrush seeing him naked for the first time then. So many dads miss out on the additional bond that's formed when they don't hide it or make a big deal about it. It affirms identity for sons. I'd assume it's the same for girls and their mothers.
 
Grew up in a conservative family. Nudity was never a thing in our household, not even between same sex members of the family.

My dad isn't shy to be seen in his underwear. He wears briefs exclusively and would sometime wear just his briefs in his room. I've seen him countless times in his briefs. Still do to this day. (I'm 37.) I've only ever seen his junk once and that was by accident -- full bush, small and uncut. I didn't get a good look at his balls but I've always assumed that he's not packing a particularly large pair as he shows almost no bulge in his briefs.

Would love to see his junk in all its glory, soft and hard. I wish he'd been more open about sexuality and had raised me in such a way that sex wasn't some sort of a taboo subject. I never got the talk. Everything I know about the male sexuality and sex I had to learn by myself. The closest I came to getting the talk was him saying to me when I was going off to university "if you're going to have fun, use protection." That was it.

Aside from my grandparents and my mum I don't think anyone's ever seen him naked. Maybe his ex-girlfriends. That's a shame, really. He was a good looking man in his youth.
 
We were not blatantly nude, e.g. coming to the dining table nude. But "appropriate" nudity was readily accepted. I shared a room with an older brother and changing in front of each other was just natural. Shared a bathroom with my father in the morning and pretty much everything done in the bathroom was done nude - showering, obviously, but shaving a the sink before or after showering was done nude, as was brushing teeth, fixing hair, etc. There was no sense of embarrassment for being seen nude.

Being nude around grandpa did not happen nearly as often but similar situation his home were natural and accepted. I think it helped that my father grew up in a family of 10 and my grandfather had 13 children in his family ! Expectations of privacy just did not exist.
we do the same thing sharing a bathroom getting ready in the morning. were never really naked around each other in the house except for that and its never been awkward or anything just part of our routine
 
Home environment was very conservative and religious but I shared a room with my three brothers - I'm #3. We certainly saw each other naked and had to queue up to wash each morning in the same bathroom. I guess after that being naked with other guys never bothered me, certainly at school, for team sports and the gym, changing and communal showers just seemed like the right thing to do.
 
I’m not a nudist/naturist by any means nor am I a locker room creep trying to overtly flaunt or cause anyone to be uncomfortable with my own nudity, but even my conservative parents made sure that my brothers and I were not ashamed of our bodies or our own self image.

I’ve tried to model that for my own teenagers; not my any sort of shared family nudity. But I don’t run and hide if they see me changing. We have traveled with some frequency throughout their lives and you can’t share a hotel room or bathroom without seeing something from time to time.
Or when they were little going to swim lessons; even in family locker rooms you see people changing.

My own view is this stuff should be more commonplace than our cultural love affair with, or normalizing, of violence.

So, did i see my family naked when I was growing up? Yes. Have my kids seen me undressed, yes..
Kinda the way I raised my boys. 3 of them, you can be you with nothing to be ashamed of. If you're comfortable being naked, be naked. And many times we all are, if it's just us at the house. If they have friends over, then we are to be told so the rest of us know not to walk out of our rooms naked. 2 of my sons' friends have joined in our free to be comfy beliefs. One I know is bi, he's very attractive and 20yo now (yes I've had legal contact with him) Hes a hung young stud. I know he always enjoyed being here and being naked in our house with us. Being as we have a traveled a lot and had change, shower etc in front of each other, we have no reservations if it is just us. My youngest has a friend that discovered on accident we hang out naked a lot when at home and joined us when he is here. My all my sons reached a certain age, I stood with them naked in the mirror and told them our bodies are something to be proud of and they have nothing to be ashamed of. Their body is theirs to take care of or not its the only one we have and its ours for life, if they feel comfortable being nude, then they are allowed to be nude in the house but not everyone has the same belief and not to just mention it so its not taken the wrong way by others. They understood. They're all fit guys. They are confident and strong. I raised them that way.
 
Grew up in a conservative family. Nudity was never a thing in our household, not even between same sex members of the family.

My dad isn't shy to be seen in his underwear. He wears briefs exclusively and would sometime wear just his briefs in his room. I've seen him countless times in his briefs. Still do to this day. (I'm 37.) I've only ever seen his junk once and that was by accident -- full bush, small and uncut. I didn't get a good look at his balls but I've always assumed that he's not packing a particularly large pair as he shows almost no bulge in his briefs.

Would love to see his junk in all its glory, soft and hard. I wish he'd been more open about sexuality and had raised me in such a way that sex wasn't some sort of a taboo subject. I never got the talk. Everything I know about the male sexuality and sex I had to learn by myself. The closest I came to getting the talk was him saying to me when I was going off to university "if you're going to have fun, use protection." That was it.

Aside from my grandparents and my mum I don't think anyone's ever seen him naked. Maybe his ex-girlfriends. That's a shame, really. He was a good looking man in his youth.
Hey man, my story is almost a mirror image of yours; one I want to tell even though you will already know how it goes. Nudity was never a thing in the home, never. Like you, Dad wasn't scared to be seen in his underwear and to me that alone was a sight to behold. He was the everyday wife beater tank and baggy briefs man. I well remember how the very spot in his briefs where his cock and balls rested was so large, baggy and worn. He had a large soft even though his soft wasn't overly long, maybe 3-4 inches. Thick foreskin that created such a large, ragged puckered hole at the tip of his penis. Back then I though his hole was such an oddity because I had no idea what the uncut state of a penis was. I found it tremendously attractive and manly. I never got to see him at full mast. Honestly, I can only imagine what a sight it would have been to behold his penis throbbing hard at full length and full erect girth.

I too NEVER got the talk, not one iota of information from him especially, and not from Mom. We horny boys looked up stuff in textbooks and learned that way. Dad had a knockout girlfriend in high school who he was separated from when he went into military service. The two of them never reunited as a couple and I found out when Dad was much, much older she still carried the torch for him, at least somewhat. This beautiful woman even found me (just a few years ago) and she and I had lengthy conversations about Dad. She revealed her intense infatuation for Dad and even revealed to me (surprisingly) that they were never intimate when they dated in high school. I don't really know why that amazed me so much. I guess I would have thought Dad would have sampled that pussy, as I'm quite sure he probably could have. I'll never forget her description of how good looking my Dad was. The thing was, he was every bit as good looking as she said. We found many pictures of Dad and everyone who saw them literally marveled at how beautiful he was. He truly was a model undiscovered back in the day and it's not a matter of bragging, it was the honest truth. Lol, I believe he had a dick to match his looks.

Ironic though, he was so prudish about nudity and such a hermit in many of his ways.
 

I grew up in a very conservative family. When we place so much stigma on something as natural as the naked body and make it forbidden and causes so many unnecessary and distancing boundaries between us and the people we care about, it's so negative, damaging, and it's ridiculous. The result is that there tends to be a backlash against the restrictions. Like you sometimes at night I streak on the quiet desolate highways and interstates wearing nothing but a tshirt or hoodie and some sneakers. I give em a good flash, and many have stopped or double backed at which point I go ahead and give em a good show. Sometimes I decide to get lucky and poull into the side of the road and see what developes, ofter an offer to blow my load. So yea, that part probably is to show off and get attention. Maybe the sexual repression growing up has caused me to permanently take things a little too far!. The only family interaction I had was with a half bro, younger than me, but instructive
I never felt like boners and jerking off should be hidden or repressed from other males you're close to and he was the only one I shared that passion with. The leaving of the family home was like shedding a skin I didnt want to have any longer, sudenly my skin was carresed by the fresh air and sunshine. I made that part of my life, and when, by accident I became father to twin boys I encouraged them to be clothes optional, not to be ashamed of their bodies and be aware of the changes going on with their metabolism. In many ways I was lucky and did spent a lot of time skinny dipping as I grew up, still a favourite pleasure.

 
Not nudist, but not shy being naked around each other. Either while changing or getting out of the shower while someone was in there brushing teeth or shaving etc.

Also we would often go to the public pools/gyms with my uncle and his family so me, my dad, brother, uncle and cousins would all be in the change room/showers together.
 
Yeah, I grew up with a Dad who was comfortable with his body and hangin with the bros. Dad, my older brother and myself were and remain comfortable sans clothing.

My Dad was raised on the farm with five uncles. Lots of shirtless sweat and testosterone. Saturday night was bro time. Drinking, hangin and chillin. My Dad was also a Navy guy. Relayed that it wasn't considered cheatin on the wife or girlfriend if you helped out a bro. That's how armies are formed and wars are won.
The 'brotherhood'. I remain comfortable around guys au naturel, letting matters flow as they may.
 
Kinda the way I raised my boys. 3 of them, you can be you with nothing to be ashamed of. If you're comfortable being naked, be naked. And many times we all are, if it's just us at the house. If they have friends over, then we are to be told so the rest of us know not to walk out of our rooms naked. 2 of my sons' friends have joined in our free to be comfy beliefs. One I know is bi, he's very attractive and 20yo now (yes I've had legal contact with him) Hes a hung young stud. I know he always enjoyed being here and being naked in our house with us. Being as we have a traveled a lot and had change, shower etc in front of each other, we have no reservations if it is just us. My youngest has a friend that discovered on accident we hang out naked a lot when at home and joined us when he is here. My all my sons reached a certain age, I stood with them naked in the mirror and told them our bodies are something to be proud of and they have nothing to be ashamed of. Their body is theirs to take care of or not its the only one we have and its ours for life, if they feel comfortable being nude, then they are allowed to be nude in the house but not everyone has the same belief and not to just mention it so its not taken the wrong way by others. They understood. They're all fit guys. They are confident and strong. I raised them that way.
This is the mentality I plan on raising my sons with
 
Parents raised me naked so I was nude daily. Guys on both sides of my family are comfortable being nude together. I've seen them all nude and they have seen me. My dad set the tone early on and I was never shy being naked around people. All of us have showered together at gyms, shared bathrooms, and shared rooms and beds if visiting each other or sharing hotel rooms. Boners happen and we all have seen what the other has and so know where we all stand among each other. It's also the time dick jokes start flying. It's a comfortable relationship we all have that none of us are embarrassed and we talk openly about sex and share stories of our experiences.