A Guest Teenage Nudist Personal Story
(Guest Nudist Blog About Being A Teenager and Nudism)
A Teenage Nudist Is Born:
My Teenage Nudist Story – I grew up in Scotland in the 1960s and moved to London when I was 16 in 1973. Shortly after arriving in London, I saw an advertisement in Time Out magazine asking for people to join a nudist club in Kent. I arrived at Eureka nudist resort near Long-field early one evening.
Having never been naked in a public place before, I was a little bit embarrassed at first and was frightened to take off my clothes for about the first 10 minutes. Then, being determined to take the plunge and get naked, I took off all my clothes suddenly and very quickly and was never embarrassed about it again after that. It had been something that I had always wanted to do since I went through puberty at the age of 11 or 12 and entered my teenage years.
When undressing at night, I would have this ecstatic feeling and would walk around naked in my room for about fifteen to twenty minutes each night looking at myself in the mirror. I also started to get sexually aroused around that time, although I didn’t really understand much about that at the time as, while it might seem hard to believe now, in the small town in Scotland where I grew up, at that time, many kids didn’t learn the facts of life until they were about 12 years old.
No-one had explained to me what erections were although I probably had them most nights and would sit there, feeling sexually excited, listening to music like the early Pink Floyd in the dark, feeling as if I was floating in space.
I was generally considered to have grown up “too quickly”, but what my parents and other people at the time didn’t understand was that, probably due to my early puberty, I was in some sort of spiritual ecstasy much of the time, which came to me from a variety of sources such as listening to imaginative music, looking up at a starry sky at night, going for long walks in the country and becoming aroused by the changes in my own body.
It was also about this time that I saw pictures of a naked primitive tribe sitting around a fire in a magazine and I decided that, when I was older, or, as soon as I ever got the chance, I would travel somewhere where it was possible to be naked all the time. My mother saw me naked regularly at that time in the home and later, when I was a teenager around the age of 15, some girls at school had stripped all the clothes off me, while they were having a prank (which I enjoyed), but my visit to Eureka was the first time that I was naked in public and among total strangers.
However, it didn’t take me long to get used to it. Fortunately, I was good-looking and had a good body and loved women looking at me naked and there wasn’t the emphasis in the media at that time like there is nowadays about sizes of genitals and of breasts etc.
There is also a lot of paranoia nowadays about pictures of naked teenagers. Personally, I loved having my photograph taken for Health & Efficiency magazine, which happened several times when I was at Eureka.
However, I did find that there were several undesirable types hanging around Eureka amongst the older men, which is why I decided the next year, instead of going back to Eureka, to join Fiveacres Country Club in St. Albans, just north of London, which purported to be a more serious naturist club, and I also went to nude swimming sessions at Watford one night each week.
John Newman who was, at that time, was the secretary of Fiveacres, also took a photo of me naked with my arms round a young girl, who was also a member of the club, and told me that he might also send it to Health & Efficiency magazine. Unfortunately, I never saw the photograph, which I would have loved to have seen, and never discovered whether it was ever published.
Earlier that year, I had also stayed for a brief period in a hippie commune which was started up by Bill Dwyer, organizer of the ill-fated Windsor Free Festival, which took place later the same year at Windsor Great Park, and ended up with the police beating everyone out of the park with truncheons. For some reason, although that was all over the news at the time, it became quickly forgotten about. In Bill Dwyer’s commune, which was supposed to be practicing free love, we all slept naked in a room at the back and there were two very sexy-looking young teenage girls there, both aged 17, one of whom I managed to have a brief fling with.
In 1977, at the age of 20, I started travelling in Europe. I first went to Yugoslavia on holiday, mainly because I had heard that there were lots of naturist beaches there. As well as that, I found the people there to be very friendly and particularly found the young people to be very lively. I had a brief love affair with a girl in Zagreb, who was a music student, which still stands out in my memory as being one of the most beautiful moments of my life, although our relationship didn’t last very long, due to us living in different parts of Europe.
I must admit that I found the Croatian women to be very beautiful and many of them were interested in me at that time, being a foreigner. I later returned to (what was then) Yugoslavia many times during the 1980’s and my favourite place was the island of Mljet on the Croatian coast, where many young Yugoslavs went at that time as a cheap place to go where they could skinny-dip. I also visited, among other places, the town of Ulcinj in Montenegro, where there was a very long stretch of unspoiled beach leading down to the Albanian border where it was possible to go nude.
I spent the next three years living and working in Holland, where the nudist movement was just starting up at that time and where there were some nudist beaches on the coast which were popular with the young people. In 1980, I moved to what was at that time West Berlin at the time of the squatting movement. I found that many young Germans at that time were heavily into nudism and accepted nudity naturally, although sometimes it seemed to me to be contrived.
In Denmark, which was the first country in Europe to make nudity legal on all public beaches and which I visited several times between 1976 and 1980, it was also very popular among the young people at that time. During the 1980’s and 90’s, I also visited nudist beaches in the Greek islands, Portugal and Fuerteventura, which is one of my favourite places and which I would strongly recommend to anyone who wants to get away from the crowd. Unfortunately, attitudes have changed since I was younger and I have found that the young British people today, instead of accepting nudity as being natural, tend to associate it with pornography, which they are watching all the time on their computers.
I think that this is a very bad trend, but what I would advise young people and teenagers today who want to go nude is to ignore everything in the media and just do it anyway. Don’t listen to all the nonsense about sizes of breasts and genitals and, if you’re unhappy with your body, remember that, if you go to a nudist club or beach, the chances are that there will be people of all sorts of shapes and sizes there and that it is unlikely that you will stand out. A teenage nudist is no different than any other teenager except for the fact that he or she might grow up to be a more accepting person. Getting young nudists involved is vital for the vitality of nudism and naturism in general and if more teenagers get involved then this movement will grow.
This Teenage Nudist Experience at Eureka Nudist Club Article was published by – Young Naturists and Young Nudists America YNA