I think it’s a little of both for me. I never used to be uptight…sigh…old age sure takes the pizzazz out of things.
You think? Whenever I see pics of pride parades its always good looking, tanned, oiled muscle boys in briefs smouldering into the camera.
So, I guess I wouldn’t count as a “close friend”? 
That was deliberate, so that no one might accidentally land up on a website that might be inappropriate to their situation.
If you take out each DOT and replace it with a period, the link will work.
For us to be close enough, you’d have to at least consider getting a divorce. 
Oh, they’re there too, along with contingents from the major political parties, the Catholic teachers’ union, the Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce, and that leather store just up the street. But there are also stocky, hairy individuals who do not fit the Adonis mould.
Awwww…too bad. I do love the husband…for now. Heck, I am even going to celebrate our first anniversary! Of course, the fact that it only comes around every four years makes it easier to remember
See, I am easier naked around people I know – who wouldn’t judge me – than strangers. Though, like I said, I just don’t have that “eek, I can’t be naked in front of people” gene.
OK, maybe just this once.
My dad and I don’t mind being naked in the house together. Mom always wears clothes though. I have some friends who wouldn’t be pissed if I was naked, but we don’t really do it.
This is where I’d draw the line. Walking down the street naked is no problem. The idea of my mom seeing my winky I can’t handle. Relatives and nudity just don’t mix.
I don’t really have any hang-ups about being naked. In fact, The Boy and I don’t usually bother with clothing if we’re just puttering around the house, though as some have said, certain activities (like bacon-frying) are best done clothed, and in colder weather we’ll put on something warm rather than crank up the heat for the sake of staying naked. I wouldn’t call us nudists, per se… we’re just comfy in our skin.
I don’t do it around my friends, though, because I know it makes them uncomfortable. If we’re at the gym together, I’ll usually cover up with a towel rather than flash my no-no bits, and I’ll save the shower for home.
The last time ever was a late night skinny dip in the lake with friends about 14 years ago.
Night, as in dark.
Late, as in drunk.
Probably not going to part of the normal routine.
At home my wife and kids and I are OK with nudity.
In the minority again. Don’t wanta be nude in front of ANY of my friends and zero strangers.
The only time it happened with me we were in the third grade and we were skinny dippy. There were both sexes present.
It hasn’t happened since but I’d be ok with it. Maybe I need new friends? Friends who say, “I’m gettin’ nekkid come on everybody let’s get nekkid.” I don’t think I would be comfortable initiating the nekkidness but if someone else did I’d go along/.
I think I can safely say that I have fewer hangups about nudity than pretty much everbody I know. Therefore, I have to take my cues from my friends because it’s really rude to discomfit guests. Family and a certain group of friends have “no knock” privs to my door and they’re all aware that if I don’t happen to be clothed at the time they’ll just have to cope until I can go throw something on. I’m generally mostly bare in summer but I do like to have something to soak up the sweat and protect the upholstery (or protect MY upholstery from too-hot surfaces!) so it’s normally something like an oversized wife beater–doesn’t really cover much and flashes are likely. I’ve been to hot springs and nude beaches with most of my friends and it’s no big deal. The first time I hot tubbed with my kids it was a little weird but we all got over it, being rational adults and all. I’m not comfortable being bare-assed around my grandkid, especially now that he’s into preadolescence and is getting a bit preoccupied with the whole naked chick thing. I expect it will stop bothering me when he’s in his late teens or so.
I’d be nekkid a whole lot more if it wasn’t so damned cold and rainy here most of the year!
I was with my date and my brother and his date one time when we visted his other friend’s house. He was an art student in college and his wife was the nude model from his life drawing class. She insisted on disrobing for us “to demonstrate that she didn’t have a problem with this”. Somehow, I was not surprized at all when he was soon wailing that they had split up because he caught her bein unfaithful.
I’ve gone to a nude beach several times. I skinny-dipped in the lake one night with friends/co-workers. I’ve jumped in a hot tub naked at two parties. Streaked a sorority with fraternity brothers in college. And the showers at high school, college, and my first health club were all communal.
This reminds me. One time I was sitting on the beach drinking a beer and reading a book when a plane flew overhead, and a naked guy jumped out. He was celebrating his 1000th parachute jump.
When you see mom’s beaver, do you blow chunks?
A tip from someone who cooks bacon often: you’re cooking it too hot if it’s splattering like that. Keep the temperature at low to medium, and you can slow-fry it as brown as you like, but it shrinks less, stays flat, and doesn’t splatter.