Being clothes free in America you will no doubt face some challenge, legal and social. Fragments of perception passed down from the Colonialists have all but died. Today most people reject the label of “Puritan” for it calls forth images of outdated belief and suppression of natural human expression. Unfortunately, many have yet to realize the depth of influence the colonies have had in the shaping of our own minds. We live in a culture of systematic learning. One teaches what was taught to them, but in this age of independent learning many are discovering the imbalance in the lessons from the “simpler times”. As a clothes free person I have encountered and waged war with the outdated ideas pertaining to the free expression of nudity that are present within society and its laws. As a global collective we have made strides in recognizing what is natural, and have begun to reclaim it. The female form is increasingly depicted as the gateway to Life’s physical form. Then again the female body has always been seen as sacred, or as a form of “Soft Nudity” in many areas of our culture. Women in the thousands are rediscovering the sacred rites of there mothers before them and restoring there connection with the earth on so many levels. Sadly, the male form seems to be just now receiving serious consideration of universal presentation.
Where the female body is sexualized the male form is scorned. I became profoundly aware of this one day when I was eating lunch with my eight year old nephew. When the food was placed on the table he (without any hesitation) jumped down and automatically started to do push-ups. I accept at 30 years old I may be slightly out of touch with what is “in”, so I asked what was with the excerise? His response was that he needed to burn calories before he ate anymore. I continued my line of questioning, Strategically. I found that he was trying to have muscles, abs and look like Hercules so that people (children and adults) wouldn’t tease him. At that moment I felt lava rise and fangs descend; the sacred mantra of Kali ma seemed to blast through my mind. Then Shiva in the form of thought cooled my rage, just but a little. I realized I was feeling the same anger that mothers feel when they see aspects of body shaming culture take residence within their daughters minds. The body shaming culture has been proudly fought to the point where women are proudly unified in the fight for body positivity, yet many men seem to have no problem with this epidemic within our circles.
I feel as a collective we have forgotten that the same purist ideals that gave birth to the oppression of the natural female form was at the same time dealt to males. It is no secret Men are told not to cry or appear soft; to do so would be a sign of weakness and a disgrace to the “structure” of masculinity. We know this to be not only oppressive but a abusive logic. What if we considered the psychological and emotional ramification?
Being a Black man in America I know all to well of unspoken meanings. I walk down a street and lone women will quickly cross or shrink themselves; attempting to become invisible. I do not feel anger about this because they are simply seeking protection by tactics they have been taught. The interesting thing is I know not if they fear me due to my skin tone or because I am a man? The masculine is taught to be rough, war like and a unbalanced force. Called upon to grant sexual satisfaction, provision and protection. These are the archetypes a male must be recognized to possess for him to have a voice. All other expressions are subject to ridicule and possible revocation of male identity. As a result these quintessential are pursued aggressively; hence society’s current state of perception on the male nude.
The penis is seen as a weapon or as a mindless object of pure sexuality. If neither is the case then its herald as a joke if presented in mainstream entertainment. Rarely is the penis shown to be a life giver, nor is it presented in a non sexual expression. The clothes free community is not penis stigma free either. Many beaches and clubs focused on keeping the ratio between unmarried men and women at a balance of more female than male attendance. Many places do this for security concerns and to keep the atmosphere of safety vibrating, but is this really necessary? If a young girl goes to school with a thin strap shirt, is she a a threat to education? The answer is NO. Once again we find puritan belief living in new flesh . The thought of a gender being inherently anything is on the same ranks of believing the same of race, class, and or culture. All of us that are part of the clothes free culture including those that just like to be nude or that accept nudity as the natural state of reality; have released a level of mental and emotional dependency on various labeling and the need to exist within the limitations of our once self imposed classifications.
Thus we are an open minded bunch, and have gained a perspective view of the mainstream. I constantly see pages and posts blocked due to the same thing..male nudity. I have witnessed many FB and IG protests fighting the notion that the sacred lingam is anyway taboo be shutdown; I also know many that currently thrive. I find the difference between these groups is the presentation of the nude male, and with the sensitive issues concerning all men. They often depict male frontal nudity artistically, and with purpose. It bothers me that we must present our self expression as artistic value. I wish the world was ready to accept nude selfies and pictures of clothing-free beach vacations like the clothed. Perhaps one day, but we must fight the patriarchy and tear down the stigma they have placed upon all of us, for any person to live in the full freedoms that life on this earth offers.
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This was a very good article and well said.
I am often frustrated that I can’t swim or sun bath in the nude because of the girl who lives next door. Even though we have a privacy fence and landscaping, just the chance she might see 75 year old man naked would label me a pervert in the neighborhood.
As if being nude is perverted.
Oh well, that is the way of life in America.
There is still a huge stigma associated with naked bodies. for women, yes, we are seeing more and more, but mostly of the same kind, the same standard. If society is getting ok with curvier women, we still cannot cope with very large, or disabled women, or a natural vulva. Blonde, thin, shaved is still the norm we tolerate on screens.
For men, it is even worse. Nude scenes in cinema cannot go anywhere bellow the belly button. If the Wolf of wall street showed Margot Robbie in underwear, it would have worked as well. But Leonardo Di Caprio full front nude? That would probably have sunk the movie.
Also, men are compared to a standard of excellence as much as women. Small penis on a celebrity? that could destroy a career. We are not ready to see penises.
Remember that a woman exposing herself in public will get a much lower sentence than a man doing so. If is erect, that’s proper jail time! It’s a shame, I don’t like it, but we are still so far to accepting a natural body.
I am pondering this comment as I spend 5 days on an island in Croatia most of the time on a naturist FKK beach in the town we are staying in. I go there early early in the morning so I can swim by myself in the velvet azure water of the Adriatic and also play with myself and make pics of myself to send my lover in Austria before people start arriving: lots of older men and women, young single women, mouth-watering 30-40 something men many of whom turn out to be dads once the kids get up and drag their boards and rubber boats to the shore. Lots of kids up to the age of 12 all naked as Adam and Eve before the Fall. Wonderful to see these naturist families. What has struck me most though is the difference between the women, who are proud of their breasts and their bottoms and not at all shy about their vaginas, and the men. The cocks come in all sizes but I don’t think is the problem. The problem lies deeper. I have not seen a single man, not one, stand on a rock, touch himself (as I do repeatedly), and ask the world to admire him while the sun dries the fur on his chest and the breeze rustles his bush. I do this nonstop! LOOK AT ME! I LOVE MY BODY! I’M A MAN!!!! Not once! Seb, you are right. What has happened to male pride in the glorious beauty of a man’s body??
FINALLY a man! Lying with his wife on a flat rock, on his back, legs spread wide to display his huge uncut cock lolling about on his god bestowed balls. He wanted everyone to look at them and I invented a game to stare at them non stop lying in the water where small waves could roll my cock and balls back and forth along the pebbly beach with the ebb and flow while I stared at these magnificent genitals. He caught me looking when he sat up. A bit later they went for a short swim and when she got out he came and lay not too far from me on his belly to play the pebble cock ball rub game. When he stood up I enjoyed looking at his divine cock and balls hanging down through his legs from behind as he stretched his arms out and displayed himself to the whole beach. AND THEN HE TURNED TO FACE ME LOOKED ME DIRECTLY IN THE EYE AND LET ME FEAST MY EYES ON HIS MAGNIFENCE FOR SEVERAL SECONDS before walking back to his rock. What a man!
Great cock AJ!! Especially that delicious precum!!
Thanks Reinard. You are welcome to taste my precum. I always have lots. Bet yours is yummy too!
Although not a subscribed reader/viewer of “haPenis and cumm.co.uk” due to my children being of the puritanical mindset (dont ask me why as I’ve lived my whole life as being VERY OPEN MINDED), and having to remember passwords to protect my mind essentially from containing useless information it does leave me free to be myself in every way .
Yes, i married and have children, I am also bisexual.
I don’t read all the articles in the aforementioned publications, but I agree 100 percent with the statements of this particular one, and of my other fellow respondent.
Keep up the good work of open minded people and to hell with the “politically correct brigade ” .
Many thoughtful points here, thank you.
The penis must be made visible, not shamed or made fun of, my personal view is that beaches are the place to start. We all get close to naked there anyway. EVERY beach should be either half nude/textile or ideally wear what you want. Having seperate beaches for nudity ghettoises it and the textiles want to exercise their “right” to go to any and every beach…. only to take mortal offence and get police to close it. Stay on textile beaches please, but better still, don’t be such a puritan, be tolerant of others and their rights and choices. By the way, children are not offended or judgmental, actually quite accepting until they learn the shame etc.
Celebrating women’s bodies as bearing new life is accepted however, without the mighty Penis that we all love, there is no new life, a woman’s body is just a woman’s body. Bodies however, are individual and not required to validate the other – a man can be appreciated, penis and all as simply one of men, as we do here on the HaPenis Project. But the penis is necessary to give life, unless you have a turkey baster, then it’s just testicles that are necessary. Let’s celebrate testicles as well.
To free the penis, dribbles of precum on your leg and erections or just semis, have to be normalised and not sexualised, it happens and it’s part of being men and the fear of this possibly generates the shame of our penises, particularly for younger men and teenagers becumming men. If we acknowledge it as ‘normal’ they can accept it without embarrassment. And yes we men have to let on that we love having penises, we prize them and we masturbate them as much as we can….. this is no secret. So in effect, celebrate the penis, even flaccid.
And finally my friend, it was by embracing my own nakedness on nude beaches that I gained many things. An appreciation of other bodies, acceptance of my own, which had been ridiculed when younger like your nephew as not being godly or masculine enough. Confidence in my honesty of being naked, having a penis.
We don’t have to live naked but just Free the Penis, seeing one, or many for that matter, is not a horror, a crime, a threat or a sin.