Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2012 10:33:53 -0400 From: Douglas Marx Subject: Growing Up Naked; Chapter 1; Story codes: M, MM, MB, BB, exhib Disclaimer: This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen-years-old, 21-years-old in certain states and countries. Erotic fiction is illegal in certain states and countries. It is the reader's responsibility to understand local laws. By getting this far into nifty.org, the reader acknowledges his/her legal right to be here. The reader will hold nifty and/or the author harmless. Warning: This erotic fiction contains consensual sexual experiences between fictional males ages 15 and up, with the majority of experiences over 18. If this is not your thing, leave now. Furthermore, the events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental. Remember: In real life, play as safe as possible preferably no exchange of bodily fluids. My stories are copyrighted. Please do not use my stories without my permission and please forward all comments to douglas.marx.4@gmail.com. Support nifty.org. Nifty maybe a non-profit, but it takes money to operate. I have shot many a load reading the stories here and I bet you have too. Show appreciation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thank you. Please enjoy. Story codes: M, MM, MB, BB, exhib Growing Up Naked - Chapter 1 Ever since I can remember, I have spent a lot of time without clothes. I grew up in a nudist family. My parents were very liberal folks. I believe that part of their initial attraction to each other was nudity. Our back yard was wooded and fenced so we could spend time outside naked. The family room and kitchen windows faced the backyard so we could be naked inside without feeling claustrophobic. In fact, we didn't have drapes in those rooms. I remember sitting around watching TV naked with my one brother, two sisters, and the folks when we were young. I know that is not how most people grew up. I didn't realize it at the time, but for me it was the start of my desire for being exposed. This did not happen to most members of the family. They took nudity as just that - no sexual connotation. As the girls got to be close to ten, they wanted to start wearing clothes around the house. My parents were respectful of that and started keeping their clothes on. We still had naked fun outdoors, including the girls; however, it was not all the time like in the early years. When the girls, including Mom, were out of the house, my brother and I were out of our clothes fast. My dad would be too. I think it drove Dad a little nuts during those teen years when the girls needed us to be a "normal" family. However, he was a cool Dad and felt that the girls comfort was more important. My brother and I never wore clothes in our room, even when friends came over. This made it so our house was the house that all the guys wanted to hang. Naturally, when we got into our early teens, my brother and I would jack off together. How is that not going to happen in a room where guys are naked? When other guys came over, we would have jack sessions or strip poker. Eventually, blowjobs were added to the mix. I was the one who volunteered to blow anyone interested and hard. When my brother was about sixteen, he wanted to stop being naked too. He also didn't want to play naked games anymore. He started concentrating on girls and his afterschool job. He got into school activities too. It was my room also, so I stayed naked. My brother was cool about that and, if he had a friend over, I would either leave or reluctantly put some clothes on. The girls left for the universities first, followed by my brother. That left Mom, Dad and I to the house. Dad and I wanted to be naked again around the house. Mom said that was fine; however, she was probably tolerating it at best. Mom was getting to the age where she didn't care one way or the other about being naked. She would just wear looser clothes around the house. After the older three were gone, Dad and I were naked together a lot. Dad had a sense that I was different. He at least knew that I enjoyed nudity more than the other siblings did. When I reached fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, I still wanted to be naked. This was not what had happened with the other children. In those years, my dick would get hard at a moment's notice. Dad and I would sit and watch TV and I would be hard. Both my parents made it clear to me that this was natural. Since I had been naked so much of my life, I took my parents' at their word. Once my brother was gone, I started jacking off at a tremendous rate. Up in my room, I would shoot two, three, four times a day. I also started collecting magazines with naked guys in them. Eventually, I had stacks of porn under my bed. My requirement for nudity took on sexual feelings; unlike the other members of my family who, except for my Dad, could take it or leave it. This is my first series for Nifty. I hope you enjoy it and look forward to comments. Please email me at douglas.marx.4@gmail.com. Thanks for reading and I hope it made you horny and hard.