My first time being naked, or at least partly so, was when I was about 5 yrs. old. I was a precocious kid and was already very aware of my penis and sexual feelings that could be induced in it. I was also curious about how mine compared to others, as mine was the only one I had ever seen. So, one day I convinced the little neighbor boy, who couldn't have been more than 3 at the time to come over to my house and show me his penis for comparison.

I guess I wasn't very aware of my environment at that age, because I didn't take him very far from public view, just around to the side of our house in view of the front yard and, apparently my parents bedroom window. We pulled our pants down for a few moments so we could check each other out, then pulled them up and he went right back home. Late my mother told me she had seen me and asked what we were doing. I think I freely confessed, and she wasn't upset, just told me not to do that kind of thing out in public view.

Other than P.E. class in high school, the next time I was seen naked in public was in college in the mid-1970s when streaking had become a fad. I was one of seven guys who one night ran past a group of hundreds of co-eds who had exited their multistory dormitory for a fire drill and were milling around on the sidewalk across the street. We bolted down the length of the block around the corner and down the next street back to our dorm and up to our rooms. We panicked a bit as we rounded the corner when we spotted a police car turning toward us, and then again when we reached a back gate to our dorm that was supposed to have been unlocked but wasn't. One of us had the key and frantically let us back in, avoiding the cop car.

A bit later, fully clothed, we wandered down to the street where hundreds of the women were still milling around, perhaps expecting more escapades, and indeed there was one woman who streaked away in a different direction, into the night. Once, also in college, several of those same guys and I were hiking in the hills to find a waterfall and ended up skinny dipping in the pool at the base of the waterfall.

My next nude with others experience was decades later about 25 years ago at Burning Man, when I posed with about a hundred others for a group nude photo shoot for an art photographer. In recent years I have posed outdoors for a female photographer friend for some art nudes and was once an art model for an art class. I have done some nude hiking a few miles from my home on trails that are mostly used by mountain bikers and been seen by dozens of guys on bikes passing me on the trail. None have been women, however, and none expressed anything other than their approval or to say hi.

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