Though I’ve considered myself a nudist, or naturist, for about 9 years now (I am 41) I

really began down the path to truly being a nudist right before I entered my early teens. How I learned of nudism I actually don’t recall. Since I was raised in an exceptionally traditional family I do recall that my parents opinion of it was not positive.
During the summer of 1975 my mom got a job. Up until then she was a stay at home mother while my dad went to work regular. With my mother working now too it meant that suddenly I had the summer house to myself during the weekday.
I began by being naked in the home while they were gone to work. Normally I’d only do stuff anyone might do but I ‘d do it naked. One time I saw some sunlight coming in through the front door and decided I liked to get outside bare.
At this time I should describe my area. It was an older blue collar neighborhood in a major Texas city. My backyard was a little bigger than half an acre. When they constructed the neighborhood they did not comprise an street. At the far back there were two really old wooden tool sheds (which play a part in the story after), some trees, and a close jungle of bamboo that blocked views to the dwellings in the rear. On each side of the back yard were other homes with only a wire fence dividing the yards. This meant our property was open to viewing by neighbors on both sides. They’d fences, trees, and constructions that meant none of the neighbors beyond them could be viewed. The front yard was average sized with a drive and no fencing or seclusion for the majority of it. We lived on a curve at an intersection with a different area road.
My first experiences going outside nude were in my backyard when my parents were gone. I found it exhilarating every time I did this. So I decided to find more ways to be nude outside more often. Which meant I needed to find a method to be nude when my parents were home.
I made the decision to convert one of the primeval tool sheds into my own private naturist resort. What I told my parents was that it’d be my club house. Of course since I didn’t have a club I guess that did not matter. It would have just seemed to them like another one of those ridiculous thoughts I had all the time. Among the tool sheds, which I guess had truly been a rather good sized workshop long time ago, was in pretty good shape structurally but it was a calamity inside. Decades of soil and junk had piled up. Once it was clean (to use the word loosely) it was time to allow it to be private. Plus, the other shed, which was bigger, gave additional protection from the view of the neighbors.
So I made the decision to push the envelope some more .
In the summer of 1976 I began climbing out my bedroom window nude at night while my parents were asleep. My bedroom window was on the side of the home using a brick wall separating it from the neighbors. But since it was dark no one could see me from the road. The single threat was if my parents chose to check on me and noticed I wasn’t in the room. Gradually I started to walk further and further into the yard each night. Nor could they see me from any windows.
But this was not the biggest risk I took. At the moment I also stopped using the back door to get to my backyard when my parents were gone. Instead I made a decision to walk out the front door nude, in broad daylight, and across the home to the front gate. But rather than use the gate I’d climb over the fence solely for the encounter. Anything to enhance the sensation of being naked. And this was when I began climbing trees in the back yard, which was dangerous as well.
Now comes the truly absurd portion of the story when it all falls apart. One day, Lord knows why, I chose to take the rubbish out while bare. Maybe I was nave and thought I could only get away with this since I appeared to get away with so much else. Or perhaps it was the delight of of getting caught. Recall there wasn’t an alley so garbage pick up occurred in front of the house next to the street. So here I go wearing only my birthday suit out to the street carrying a bag of garbage. And would not you understand it some neighbor kids (who I did not know) went by on their bikes, stopped and stared for a minute. I turned and walked back in the house scared I was going get in big trouble. Nothing appeared to come of this over the following day or two so I figured it was cool.
But when I came up I saw they were not happy. It was then that I learned the children had told their parents who’d telephoned the police. The police had arrived while I was gone to investigate a report of a flasher. Nevertheless , once they spoke to the children that had seen me they were so intimidated that they wouldn’t discuss and the cops agreed not to pursue it.
Now do not go thinking I was out of the woods yet. As I wrote before my parents were very old-fashioned and did not approve of nudism. They just could not understand why I would do something like this. So this ended my outside nudist adolescent adventures to say the least.
Off and on through the years after I’d still sometimes be naked inside while home alone. But even after getting married, my wife and I did not go around the house bare. Afterward about 9 years back I learned of Christian Naturists and discovered there was no conflict between my beliefs and naturism. In fact, I learned that they actually go together. By seeing naturist web sites I learned more of naturist doctrine and body acceptance. While my wife became a home nudist I accepted societal naturism as really being a large part of my own life.
Now whenever the temperature permits I’m nude at home. I’ve written numerous articles for the Christian Naturist newsletter Fig Leaf Forum. I keep two naturist web sites as well as participating here on Cat’s message board and others. And I am a moderator of a local Yahoo Christian Naturist group, which meets jointly monthly.

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So now I am participating in societal nudist occasions at house parties and naturist resorts. All my close friends are either naturists or know of and have no issue with my naturism.

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