While my family weren’t nudists, nudity was quite common and readily accepted in our household. I would see my parents nude after a shower, have seen my sister nude at a glance on occasion, but more common was the nudity in the shared bedroom with my brother. From our mid-teens (he is 2 years older) to the last time we roomed together, we were completely nude the entire time we were in our bedroom. Of course, as teens, this naturally progressed to being very comfortable masturbating in the same room, most often in full view of the other, sometimes even watching the same porn. It was just life for us. Before you ask – no we didn’t.
Into my adulthood, this was obviously less common as we both moved out but there was a couple of occasions where we shared a room on stag parties and the likes where we went back to old habits. This experience shaped an exhibitionist streak in me where I loved to hang out naked and especially with others. It would take me to frequent nudist beaches and eventually nudist groups online. I was just into my 30s when I started frequenting organised nudist events in Ireland. Let me tell you, there was little to see here when it came to beauty – most attendees were older, some much older than me. I did make friends with a fellow 30 yr old nudist called Mike, however.