My first nude experience was on a beach in Greece when i was 19.  I booked a last minute holiday by myself (none of my mates had that week off work and I wasnt going to waste it !).  On the first day i noticed that there was a naturist beach not far from my hotel.  couldnt build up enough courage to do it the first day so went to another beach.  All day i sat there.. thinking.. I wonder what its like on the nude beach?  what would it feel like? would there be people my age being free with their bodies?....
That was it, the next day I decided to go.  It was a fair walk from the bus stop, down a very rough steep pathway, as i got closer i could see people from afar.... wandering around starkers. For a minute it felt a bit sordid, a bit sexual (i was 19 remember!).But I'd come this far and wasnt going to back out.  so I carried on walking down and eventually got to the beach.  Then.. of course, i had to decide where to place my towel ! what was the 'done' thing? is there etiquette involved in sitting next to naked people? i wasnt sure.

Anyway, I found a place, trying not to stare at anyone overtly.  Sat down (still with my shorts on) and made myself comfortable.  Ok, the time had come.  Being young I was a little concerned of certain physiological reactions happening when i stripped off (you know what I'm talking about).  But with lots of other guys around me naked with seemingly no such reaction going on.. i took the bit between my teeth and slid my shorts off...

.. it was fine!  no need to worry.  Initially there was a mini reaction, but this was transient.  After all there really was nothing sexual in it at all.  It took me MOST of the day to summon up the courage to stand up though!!!

Some 14 years later I have rekindled my love of being nude now that i have my own house and can chose where i want to go/visit.  I'm naked most of the time at home and try and get to the beach as often as i can in the summer.  Such a great lifestyle !