My Thoughts On Being Clothes-Free

To understand why I prefer to be clothes-free, you have to understand a little about me, my past, what I like to call my enlightening, and the way I am now.

First off, as far back as can remember, no one in my home while I was growing up was a nudist, naturist, exhibitionist, or anything along those lines. I grew up in pretty much a Scouting family, with my Dad, Mom, and four brothers. (I had no sisters) Because of our involvement with Scouting, we were brought up with a respect for nature and the environment. One of the things I remember was on warm nights at summer camp, some of my friends and I used to go "skinny dipping" down at the river. I remember thinking it seemed easier to swim without the suit we had to wear normally but we could only do that at night. In high school, the boys always showered together in the "shower room" at the end of gym class. Often, we would sit around after our showers, before getting dressed (if we had time) and just talk about school, girls, cars, and other things normal teenage boys talk about. The air coming from the air vents after the steamy shower always felt good on bare skin.

Things changed after a while. In my teenage years and a little beyond, I remember looking through magazines like Playboy and Penthouse and thinking that many of the women pictured in them were pretty but it was shameful the photographers positioned them in such irreverent poses. Unfortunately, these were the only magazines with nude pictures in them that I knew of and I was envious of the people in them because they didn't have to wear clothes and I did.

For about the next twenty-five years, a large amount of my free time was taken up by my obsession with pornography. I devoured all types - all the while not really being pleased with what I saw. There was something missing in those pictures. I knew there was a difference between having sex, being sexual, and being nude, I just couldn't make the connection. Making that connection was further delayed because I was in the Navy either living in barracks or on ship. Let's face it, a single guy just doesn't walk around naked in front of a bunch of other single guys and expect to stay in the Navy. Besides, walking around a ship naked could lend itself to injuries I don't want to imagine. I thought a little about nudism when I got married but having become an "instant family" (wife and three daughters) it didn't seem to be appropriate. So, here I was, starting to become aware of what being clothes-free was all about but I couldn't explore it further because having a clothing-optional household was not an option. My only consolation was that I could sleep nude. At all other times, I had to be clothed, including a shirt.

For a portion of my life, I felt being nude was always accompanied with having sex. As I said previously, I discovered there is a huge difference between having sex, being sexual, and being nude. It took reflection of my earlier years, along with the realization that the human body is designed to be nude, for me to finally understand. The human body is God's beautiful creation. He didn't create it with clothing, man did that. Man coined the term "private parts" when referring to areas of the human body and hence man ordered them covered. However, they are private because of their function, not because of their looks. And even that is a stretch. A woman breast-feeding her baby is one of the most natural things in the world but "immoral" to closed-minded individuals who should happen to see her nourishing her child. Do you know the human is the only species who generally nourishes its young with the milk of other animals? Why is that? Is it because we have been taught that seeing a baby human attached to its mother is obscene?

I feel I've been enlightened. I again see that being nude is natural. Sex has returned to its rightful place as an emotion to be shared between two people - a completely separate entity. Now that I realize that, I can really relax. Do you know how it feels, after a long day at work, to just kick off your shoes, pull off your socks and wiggle your toes? Isn't it almost always accompanied with a large sigh of relief? Imagine that feeling with not just your feet but with your entire body! If you haven't experienced the ultimate in relaxing lounge-wear, give it a try. You just may understand why I prefer to be clothes-free.