First naked experience with a friend

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What was your first experience seeing your guy friend naked? Nonsexual stories only.

For me it was my best friend at the time. He and I used to talk about all this stuff. We were very comfortable with each other. And I’ve mentioned before we should skinny dip. So there’s a night where I’m home alone and I have him come over. And I said lets skinny dip, and he’s like nah. So we just hang out. Later that night were playing cards and he said let’s play strip war. And I’m like, weren’t yo against skinny dipping? And he’s like I changed my mind. And winked. So before I lost I told him, no matter who loses, let’s skinny dip. So he agreed. We were only in there for a few seconds because he had to leave. Next time is a month later. I had the house to myself again and I told him he should come. And he agreed so I said don’t bring your bathing suit as a joke. He shows up and I’m like where’s your suit and he’s like you told me not to bring one. So we skinny dipped well over an hour. And afterwards we didn’t put clothes until he left.
 
I went on a short vacation with a very good friend of mine. We were very close but had not reason to see each other naked prior to this. First time sharing a room and a bathroom with him I did not know what he would be like. I was a veteran of high school and college dorm group showers so I was pretty uninhibited.

Our first day there, after we came back to the hotel to change for dinner, he went to take a shower. As the room was set up as I was lying on my bed watching the news I could see the bathroom door but could not actually see into it. He stripped down to his underwear - a good sign - and went into the bathroom to shower, and left the door open.

He showers, I watch TV, and I heard the water turn off. A moment later he is standing in the doorway of the bathroom stark naked, drying off. Clearly he was as uninhibited as I was. The next morning we both were in the bathroom at the same time naked. We would see each other naked in various circumstances for years after that.
 
A friend and I were shooting baskets at his house, a semi-rough game of 1-on-1. Stripped to our waists, 'cause it was a sweaty summer afternoon. We'd seen each other naked lots of times. We go up to his room, he begins taking off his clothes, grabs his towel. "Are you coming to shower with me?" he asks. I guess so.
 
Fraternity pledge my freshman year and a couple of seniors in the frat house often had a couple of pledges in their room to play cards on Saturday nights. One night in late Spring they said “Bill’s cousin lives near by and has a pond in their yard. We can go over there and go skinny dipping!”
Close to midnight we walk about a mile to a house on the edge of tow where there were no street lights. The pond was i the front near the state road. Five of us stripped beside a tree and walked into the water.
We swam about 45 minutes and the dressed to walk back to campus.
 
My best friend from school.(He still is, fortunatelly)
We went to fishing to the local river,while it was raining in early march. At some point his fishing line got caught in something was unable to detach it. I took off my pants and jacket and went into the river; the problem was, that in the middle the current was too strong, I couldn't keep myself in balance and detach the line on the riverbed, so he stripped down too and tried to give me a hand. The literal second I freed that damn thing, he lost his balance and fell, pulling me with him. We are drenched, and freezing. Got out, got naked, put on jackets and pants and go home. Once we were at his house, we gote completely naked, showered together ,dried together and he gave me spare clothes. Went to play on his computer.
From that point on, we never were shy in front of each other.
 
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For me, it was going with my best friend to a nude beach. He's straight and he knew I was gay. After college, I went to visit home in Florida (he had moved there) and I told him that I had always wanted to go to a nude beach. I asked if he would mind if I borrowed his car one day and went to check one out. He offered to go with me. I told him that was cool, but I was planning on being nude. I had no expectation that he would also be nude (it wasn't required at this beach - just allowed and encouraged).
His only request was that if any gay guys hit on him that I intervene. He said he wasn't sure if he would be nude or not.
We got there and it was quite a hike to get to the actual nude beach.
We found a spot and I stripped down. I was worried that I would get hard in front of him, but I think general nervousness of being at a nude beach for the first time helped keep my dick in check.
When my friend saw that the beach was not that busy and that people weren't openly having sex, he decided to strip down as well. I tried not to stare as I wanted him to be as comfortable as possible. And at some point, it just became normal. He was much hairier than I expected, and his cock was on the smaller side but still looked really cute.
He had brought a soccer ball and after some hours of laying in the sun, he asked me to go kick the ball around. We did and it was a lot of fun to be naked in front of each other (I never got hard but I still remember his bits bouncing up and down and all around).
We didn't stay the whole day as it was insanely hot and we had not brought enough water. No one hit on him (or on me sadly - ha). We had a great time and bonded and from then on became more comfortable changing or showering in front of each other.

Of course, I have jerked off to that memory many many times... ha! I would never tell him that. But we both did really enjoy being nude - kind of helped our friendship deepen a bit.
 
It was probably going to a gay campground where this first nude experience happened with a friend outside of growing up in high school and PE. My husband and I both had gang showers in school so saw our classmates naked.

When we started going to gay campgrounds, we invariably met many single or coupled guys at the campground and ultimately would run into them nude through the course of the stay if we had not outright met them in the nude around the pool. But one thing that had not happened was meeting anyone we knew outside of the campground only to see them naked at some point at the campground.

That changed when we encountered a person we did not know well but knew. And now it held the possibility of seeing him naked that, at first, seemed like it could be awkward.

We were on the deck having lunch when we looked up and noticed that our next door neighbor had also shown up at this gay campground that was several hours away. While our houses were next to each other, we were not really friends as we had never really clicked back home. We knew he was gay but had no idea he also went to this campground on occasion. At that meeting on the deck, we were all clothed so nothing out of the ordinary other than seeing each other at a gay campground at the same time.

The next day, my husband and I were sunning ourselves naked by the pool when our neighbor came into the pool area and walked through wearing a swimsuit. It seemed odd to run into someone we knew now with us naked and him in clothes, but we are comfortable in being nude so didn't think much of it. Later we saw him take off his suit and enter the pool. I guess the mystery for everyone was now over. LOL Then the next morning I was taking a shower in the gang shower while my husband was shaving at the sink. In walks the neighbor again, and he takes the shower head next to me. So we ran the full gamete of clothing to nudity with the neighbor in a matter of days.

This was the first time encountering someone we knew in a situation that would include nudity beyond our high school locker room days. Again, we had met people in nude situations but never connected with someone we new outside of nudity in a nude environment. Overall, it was not an issue, and we have since run into other friends who have shown up occasionally at other nude campgrounds.
 
My school didn't require showers after gym class, so I didn't see any friends naked until after high school.
I went to the rec centre to swim with a buddy, and hang out in the sauna after. When we were done, we went to the showers (old school with no dividers). We grabbed two next to each other and the next thing I know, he already had his swimsuit off.
His dick was cut, maybe about 2.5 or 3" long, and tons of pubic hair... I was mostly caught off guard with how open he was compared to when we were in high school. He was a pretty normal looking guy, so it gave me the confidence to start using communal showers from then on.
 
A college dorm friend from down the hall wanted to go swimming at the campus gym. We were both in swim trunks and stashed the rest of our clothes in a locker. When we were done, we went back to the locker room. I towel-dried my wet shorts and the rest of my body before putting on my shirt and flip-flops. I looked over and saw him completely naked with his ass turned to me, stepping his feet out of his wet suit. He put it in a spinning machine for a brief time to dry it off. Then, he took off the towel and put the dry suit back on (neither one of us had underwear on underneath our suits).
I asked him about that spinning machine thing and he said he used to swim on a team, so he was in the habit of using them. Anyway, I just remember being stunned at how casual he was about stripping naked in front of me, like it was no big deal at all. He also was much hairier than I thought he would be and had a cock that had a really puffy circ scar around it.
 
He was naked with his sister???
In college a friend's roommate invited me to go to a nude beach with his sister. Depends how you were raised I guess. I didn't take him up on it. Wish I had now. Checked out the nude beach later by myself.
 
What was your first experience seeing your guy friend naked? Nonsexual stories only.

For me it was my best friend at the time. He and I used to talk about all this stuff. We were very comfortable with each other. And I’ve mentioned before we should skinny dip. So there’s a night where I’m home alone and I have him come over. And I said lets skinny dip, and he’s like nah. So we just hang out. Later that night were playing cards and he said let’s play strip war. And I’m like, weren’t yo against skinny dipping? And he’s like I changed my mind. And winked. So before I lost I told him, no matter who loses, let’s skinny dip. So he agreed. We were only in there for a few seconds because he had to leave. Next time is a month later. I had the house to myself again and I told him he should come. And he agreed so I said don’t bring your bathing suit as a joke. He shows up and I’m like where’s your suit and he’s like you told me not to bring one. So we skinny dipped well over an hour. And afterwards we didn’t put clothes until he left.
That is a nice story. I felt that there was simplicity and honesty in your story and you both shared an experience that you haven't forgotten. Clearly, your friend at the time remembered not to being his bathing suit or decided to go without a month later. An act of trust between you both. perhaps he needed to time to think about it.
 
My best friend from school.(He still is, fortunatelly)
We went to fishing to the local river,while it was raining in early march. At some point his fishing line got caught in something was unable to detach it. I took off my pants and jacket and went into the river; the problem was, that in the middle the current was too strong, I couldn't keep myself in balance and detach the line on the riverbed, so he stripped down too and tried to give me a hand. The literal second I freed that damn thing, he lost his balance and fell, pulling me with him. We are drenched, and freezing. Got out, got naked, put on jackets and pants and go home. Once we were at his house, we gote completely naked, showered together ,dried together and he gave me spare clothes. Went to play on his computer.
From that point on, we never were shy in front of each other.
It is interesting that such incidents are icebreakers and is a sign of honesty. You were prepared to wade into the water. He was repaid that with lending you spare clothes after showing together. It is a sign of true friendship.
 
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For me, it was going with my best friend to a nude beach. He's straight and he knew I was gay. After college, I went to visit home in Florida (he had moved there) and I told him that I had always wanted to go to a nude beach. I asked if he would mind if I borrowed his car one day and went to check one out. He offered to go with me. I told him that was cool, but I was planning on being nude. I had no expectation that he would also be nude (it wasn't required at this beach - just allowed and encouraged).
His only request was that if any gay guys hit on him that I intervene. He said he wasn't sure if he would be nude or not.
We got there and it was quite a hike to get to the actual nude beach.
We found a spot and I stripped down. I was worried that I would get hard in front of him, but I think general nervousness of being at a nude beach for the first time helped keep my dick in check.
When my friend saw that the beach was not that busy and that people weren't openly having sex, he decided to strip down as well. I tried not to stare as I wanted him to be as comfortable as possible. And at some point, it just became normal. He was much hairier than I expected, and his cock was on the smaller side but still looked really cute.
He had brought a soccer ball and after some hours of laying in the sun, he asked me to go kick the ball around. We did and it was a lot of fun to be naked in front of each other (I never got hard but I still remember his bits bouncing up and down and all around).
We didn't stay the whole day as it was insanely hot and we had not brought enough water. No one hit on him (or on me sadly - ha). We had a great time and bonded and from then on became more comfortable changing or showering in front of each other.

Of course, I have jerked off to that memory many many times... ha! I would never tell him that. But we both did really enjoy being nude - kind of helped our friendship deepen a bit.
Yes, another beautiful story of friendship. Yes, it was kind of your friend to lend you the car and drive? It was good of you to be honest in your intensions and for your friend to try out naturism with you. Both of you must have thoroughly enjoyed the day. Does your friend still enjoy beach naturism? It doesn't have to be sexual, yet as you have said, it helped with deepening your friendship. Thank you for sharing this story.
 
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I posted this once in another thread, but here it is again:

I used to wait tables at this place 5-6 days a week, often pulling double shifts. So needless to say I was spending a lot of time there. I was around 22 at the time. There was another waiter who worked almost as many hours as I did, and we got to be pretty close from working together so often. He was a year younger than me (21), my height (around 5'10"), Irish (fair skin but very dark brown hair) with a handsome face and toned (but not overly muscular) physique. He was straight and had a girlfriend. At the time, nobody knew of my attraction to men -- I could barely admit it myself. But between my coworker's good looks and friendly demeanor, I started to become very curious about what he looked like naked -- I had only ever seen him in our uniform.

I decided I would invite him to the gym and see if I could get him to shower in the communal showers with me. We were discussing how little time we had to stay in shape because of our work schedule, so I mentioned how much I enjoyed swimming and suggested he come with me sometime. He liked the idea, and the following week when we both had an afternoon off from work, we went to the YMCA near me. When we got to the locker room, we stripped down at the lockers to change into our bathing suits, but his shirt was still on when he was changing and I didn't want to get caught looking, so I ended up not seeing much of anything besides maybe a small glimpse of something indistinct in my peripheral vision.

We went out to the pool and swam laps. He had a really nice toned chest and abs. Smooth, except for a faint trail leading down into his swim trunks. He ended up having a good deal more stamina than me, so I got out of breath a lot sooner than he did and had to quit. I didn't want to just linger, so I told him I'd see him back in the locker room. At this point I was disappointed because I thought this might mean I wouldn't have a chance to see him naked if we would be going back into the locker room at different times. So I went back into the locker room and into the communal showers which were just to the right of the door. I took off my swim trunks, hung it on a hook at the far side of the shower room, and started showering. I wondered how long I could stay there without him thinking it was weird that I was still there when he came back in. I also wondered if he might choose one of the stall showers rather than the open, communal area. I must have been showering for a good 5 minutes when he finally came back in.

He crossed behind where I was showering, and I realized what he was doing -- he was headed over to where the hooks were so he'd have something to hang his swim trunks on. My heart rate started to accelerate. He was facing away from me, so I looked over at him sliding his trunks down, revealing a milky-white, nearly hairless ass. I looked away just in time, and he turned around and took the shower right next to mine. And there he was, in all his glory. He was so close that just by looking down my own body, I had a full view of his penis and scrotum. We started chatting with each other, and turned to face each other a bit. Each of us definitely glanced down a couple of times, but neither of us had any qualms about it as we continued to converse while facing each other. His pubic hair was trimmed, but not too short. Besides his treasure trail, armpits, legs, and a pretty sparse patch in the middle of his chest, it was the only body hair he had -- most of his chest and all of his abdomen and thighs were smooth. He was circumcised, and hung about 3-3.5" flaccid. I noticed his penis looked very similar to my own, except maybe just slightly fatter. His balls were fully shaved, and hung a bit lower than his cock. I couldn't believe my luck that I was getting to see this handsome friend of mine fully nude for a prolonged period of time. Neither of us had any shyness or discomfort about being naked with each other. I enjoyed that feeling of bonding as much as I enjoyed the actual sight I was taking in.

I hadn’t mentioned that they didn't have towel service, so neither one of us had brought a towel. I suggested to him that we sit in the sauna for a few minutes to warm up and dry off, which he thought was a great idea. We sat in there, fully nude, with him right across from me. Neither of us bothered to close our legs, so I was treated to the sight of his genitals from a different angle as they sat there between his legs with his balls hanging off the ledge where he was seated.

We finished up and went back to our lockers where we got dressed (we were still fairly wet, so this took a while and we made no effort to cover up). It was cool working with him going forward, knowing I knew exactly what he had under his uniform. I have no doubt in my mind that he is straight, but I think there was a mutual understanding that day that it was an opportunity for each of us to see the other naked, and I think that he enjoyed the openness and bonding element of it, although maybe not as much as I did!

I have since invited other friends and coworkers to the gym with very similar results!
 
I posted this once in another thread, but here it is again:

I used to wait tables at this place 5-6 days a week, often pulling double shifts. So needless to say I was spending a lot of time there. I was around 22 at the time. There was another waiter who worked almost as many hours as I did, and we got to be pretty close from working together so often. He was a year younger than me (21), my height (around 5'10"), Irish (fair skin but very dark brown hair) with a handsome face and toned (but not overly muscular) physique. He was straight and had a girlfriend. At the time, nobody knew of my attraction to men -- I could barely admit it myself. But between my coworker's good looks and friendly demeanor, I started to become very curious about what he looked like naked -- I had only ever seen him in our uniform.

I decided I would invite him to the gym and see if I could get him to shower in the communal showers with me. We were discussing how little time we had to stay in shape because of our work schedule, so I mentioned how much I enjoyed swimming and suggested he come with me sometime. He liked the idea, and the following week when we both had an afternoon off from work, we went to the YMCA near me. When we got to the locker room, we stripped down at the lockers to change into our bathing suits, but his shirt was still on when he was changing and I didn't want to get caught looking, so I ended up not seeing much of anything besides maybe a small glimpse of something indistinct in my peripheral vision.

We went out to the pool and swam laps. He had a really nice toned chest and abs. Smooth, except for a faint trail leading down into his swim trunks. He ended up having a good deal more stamina than me, so I got out of breath a lot sooner than he did and had to quit. I didn't want to just linger, so I told him I'd see him back in the locker room. At this point I was disappointed because I thought this might mean I wouldn't have a chance to see him naked if we would be going back into the locker room at different times. So I went back into the locker room and into the communal showers which were just to the right of the door. I took off my swim trunks, hung it on a hook at the far side of the shower room, and started showering. I wondered how long I could stay there without him thinking it was weird that I was still there when he came back in. I also wondered if he might choose one of the stall showers rather than the open, communal area. I must have been showering for a good 5 minutes when he finally came back in.

He crossed behind where I was showering, and I realized what he was doing -- he was headed over to where the hooks were so he'd have something to hang his swim trunks on. My heart rate started to accelerate. He was facing away from me, so I looked over at him sliding his trunks down, revealing a milky-white, nearly hairless ass. I looked away just in time, and he turned around and took the shower right next to mine. And there he was, in all his glory. He was so close that just by looking down my own body, I had a full view of his penis and scrotum. We started chatting with each other, and turned to face each other a bit. Each of us definitely glanced down a couple of times, but neither of us had any qualms about it as we continued to converse while facing each other. His pubic hair was trimmed, but not too short. Besides his treasure trail, armpits, legs, and a pretty sparse patch in the middle of his chest, it was the only body hair he had -- most of his chest and all of his abdomen and thighs were smooth. He was circumcised, and hung about 3-3.5" flaccid. I noticed his penis looked very similar to my own, except maybe just slightly fatter. His balls were fully shaved, and hung a bit lower than his cock. I couldn't believe my luck that I was getting to see this handsome friend of mine fully nude for a prolonged period of time. Neither of us had any shyness or discomfort about being naked with each other. I enjoyed that feeling of bonding as much as I enjoyed the actual sight I was taking in.

I hadn’t mentioned that they didn't have towel service, so neither one of us had brought a towel. I suggested to him that we sit in the sauna for a few minutes to warm up and dry off, which he thought was a great idea. We sat in there, fully nude, with him right across from me. Neither of us bothered to close our legs, so I was treated to the sight of his genitals from a different angle as they sat there between his legs with his balls hanging off the ledge where he was seated.

We finished up and went back to our lockers where we got dressed (we were still fairly wet, so this took a while and we made no effort to cover up). It was cool working with him going forward, knowing I knew exactly what he had under his uniform. I have no doubt in my mind that he is straight, but I think there was a mutual understanding that day that it was an opportunity for each of us to see the other naked, and I think that he enjoyed the openness and bonding element of it, although maybe not as much as I did!

I have since invited other friends and coworkers to the gym with very similar results!
Wow! Love this!!
 
My best friend and I (we’re still friends today) were at his house just after high school and in his woody backyard. We were going to camp in his backyard and we picked up a tarp and a skunk was there and it sprayed us. His mom saw it from inside the house and locked all the doors and yelled “You two are NOT coming in here!” We were so stinky that we stripped off and were just sitting in his backyard yard. His stepdad came out and gave us something that helped with skunk stink. We sat in the backyard scrubbing each other. Whatever his stepdad gave us really worked! We stayed naked the whole weekend in the backyard in the tent. He lived on a lot of land so we just went further out so not to be seen by his mom. Stepdad would come out and give us snacks and blankets. Fun times!!