A Wonderland of Self Exploration: My First Time at a Nude Beach (FINAL)

As the Mayor of the Nude Beach continued to speak, I felt more and more comfortable. “Hey, there,” he said. “Welcome!” His arms opened wide as if to give me a big naked bear hug. “Thank you,” I replied. “Have you been here before?” “No,” I said. “This is my first time here.” His eyes went wide and repeated his grand greeting. “You’re going to love it here. It’s a great beach.” We continued to walk side by side down the beach. He led me as if he were giving me a tour of a new condo.

Two naked men….walking out in the open down the empty beach. There was something quite stimulating about the whole experience, yet my penis showed no arousal. But that wasn’t the point. The arousal was actually circulating through my entire being. It wasn’t about feeling sexual in this moment…nude with another man. It was about experiencing a new part of myself. Discovering a truth that was hidden inside of me.

I was now seeing and feeling a part of myself open up. In a way, it was like coming out of the closet all over again. This time, though, I had a guide to lead the way. He spoke again. “During the week there aren’t many people. On the weekends, though, you will find a larger group of guys here. They come to feel free, to feel pleasure, to get away from it all.” That’s what I needed. A place of solitude. A place to rejuvenate. Time to relax and release. An opportunity to let go of my inhibitions. To be truly myself. I knew that this was going to be the first of many voyages to the nude beach….this new Wonderland of Self Exploration.