Whether you want to call us Naturists or Nudists, it makes no difference. It's the same thing.
My name is Elena. I'm seventeen. My brother's name is Val and he's fifteen.
Our parents, Rocco and Marie, have always been naturists, living in those private colonies we all hear about.
So, our young lives were spared the awkwardness of non-awareness, right from the get-go.
From the moment we could comprehend, we were told about why boys and girls have different bodies, and contrary to what you might hear, we were specifically forbidden to experiment on each other - that is, Val and me, while we were kids.
As we aged and comingled with other kids in the colony, there was the inevitable pairing off in the woods by adolescents, but that was no different than the same rituals practiced in cities, except we had a head start, being already naked, when the time came to finally experiment with a boy.
Also, to let you in on a little secret, it's NOT true that years of nudity could prevent a boy from sporting an erection when he was excited.
Some boys got erect from a cool breeze. Others got erect in the company of other boys, Val told me, even though there was no touching or apparent gay behavior. Could those be piss hardons?