I am not making http://nudizmtube.com up. I pretended I really could shoot some form of electricity beam from my dick to defeat the bad guys… I was eventually caught by my mom and she was quite upset about it. Based on that and several other things, I became a very diffident, self-concious child. I ‘d be sure to always be as covered-up as possible. In summer, I never wore shorts, no matter how hot it was, let alone take off my shirt. I was so unsure about every portion of my body I wouldn’t even go barefoot. I could occasionally be coaxed to proceed to the shore with my family on holiday, but that took some effort and by the time I was about 10 or so, I stopped. The single time I would be bare (aside from the bath/ shower) was when I would go to sleep. I slowly went from pajamas, to only pajama bottoms, to panties and eventually to sleeping naked.
In my late teens and early 20’s, I made an attempt to face my fears. I faced my fear of heights by going rockclimbing and I faced my self-conciousness by going to a nudist resort. It took a bit of looking to find a resort that will accept a single male in his early 20’s, but I discovered one about a 45 minute or so drive away.
I was quite nervous, my stomach flip-flopping the whole drive over. When I got there, the pools were in view of the parking area. Seeing all those nude people made me both nervous and excited. Shaking, I was able to get undressed and walk around to the pool area. I thought there were too many people to confront at the same time, so I chose to walk round the grounds a little. As I did, there was an old couple that came from the pool and walked along behind me. I kept thinking “ahh! They’re seeing my bottom!” and I found a bench to sit on. They grinned as the passed, but I was a bit of a crash. I finally pushed myself to go to the pool area and I lay down on my blanket.
I was amazed at the people there, young, old, lanky, plump. Mostly I was surprised at the number of teenagers and children.
I felt rather jealous of them and wondered how my life would have been different had I grown up in a nudist family. Would I be more confident? I’d surely have been more willing to go to the shore with my high-school friends, something I ‘d never done and thus I ‘d missed a great deal of enjoyment.
Eventually, I got up and walked around to the pool and as I did, a teenaged girl in the family that had been sitting nearby looked at me and grinned. I recall thinking “Oh, no she is seeing *it*.” But all she did was smile and turn back to her parents.
All in all I stayed just about 2 1/2 or 3 hours, since I had to leave to go to work. But by the time I left, I felt quite comfortable. http://freenudistpicture.net didn’t want to leave. I did not go again that year, but made sure to go the next.