My first social nudity experience (Patreon)

I was speaking to a patron recently, and they asked how my naturist journey began. This is a question I get asked super regularly. I explained that it all started with a photo, a quick snapshot at the summit of a hike or at a flowing waterfall before running back to my pile of clothes to cover up. It was a laugh amongst friends. "Suns out, bums out," we would yell before getting dressed as fast as we could. It was the adrenaline rush, the idea of doing something out of the norm. It was the most liberating thing I had ever felt, yet I still didn't have the self-esteem to remain unclothed at this point. But just like anything, the more you do it, the more confidence you gain!

I want to tell you a story about the image pictured above. I took my 3 friends of mine to one of my favorite spots in Bondi, Sydney. I told them I knew of a secret little spot off the main boardwalk called Diamond Bay. We had no intention of getting naked, but we were all in for an adventure.

I took the lead as they followed me through the opening of some overgrown trees, through a canyon, and up a cliff face that offered a previously placed steel ladder. We found ourselves on a secluded rock platform with a view of the ocean as far as the eye can see.

There was a buzz in the air, and I felt such excitement to be in the company of these people. In that moment, I said, "Hey! let's get naked for a photo!" Without hesitation, they all agreed as we stripped off and striked a few poses in front of the camera. But then something happened... no one got dressed. At first, it felt odd. I quickly became conscious of the wind against my exposed skin, and I found my eyes curiously exploring the previously covered parts of my naked friends. But within minutes, it was as though it was the most normal thing in the world. I threw my arms toward the sky, dropped my head back, closed my eyes, and whispered, "This is freedom."