nudeyrudy_jk175

When l was 12-13, my dad noticed l had become very "private" about my changing body. I was locking bathroom doors, and being diligent in my efforts to make sure nobody saw me naked. He arranged things so the 2 ofus would be one at a private pool. He suggested we take a swim. I was not too worried...because we did not have swim suits. Me: " I can't. I don't have a swimsuit ." Him: "Neither do l! What's the good of having a pool to ourselves if we have to wear swiming suits?" I put up resistance, but he was serious, and he started undressing. "Come on Take your clothes off!" he insisted. Long story short, l was forced out of my shell, and it became a life changing day for me. I knew my dad didn't think being naked was bad. He even ignored my humiliating erection. The "naked barrier" had been broken, we had a good time, and from then on it seemed very normal to be naked in front of each other. While my friends snuck around in fear that if their parents caught them naked, they'd be punished, l was totally at ease about it. It was a bonding experience, and after experiencing the liberation of that day, l have always looked forward to being naked.