CFNM Village Discussion Forum

I don't mean to speak for mrzero, but if we are looking at events in our formative years that change us psychologically, then I agree with his statement. It's not what constitutes CFNM, but where it begins with each of us. For me, when I was about 10, I was forced to be naked in front of female relatives of my age. It really burned me at the time and upset me, particularly because I had a "Karen" type for a sister (and her name actually WAS Karen), who was doted over with her modesty protected as though it was sacred (my father was a religious zealot, borderline nut about religion, which was underlying a lot of his abuse).

I don't know, but I'm sure my CFNM "fetish" was prompted by that involuntary experience, which at the time angered and affected me to no end.

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You just have to go for it and feel the moment

Hi Brad. Have you shared the details of that experience? If not would you be willing to?

Growing up I recall my parents having an attitude that it is perfectly acceptable for girls to see us boys naked, but, when girls are unclothed, their modesty was sacred and should be protected from boys eyes with a fervent discipline in place.

We had just come back from a trip deep into the woods of East Texas. That part of the world is riddled with ticks. When we returned home, my father, who was a strict authoritarian and religious zealot, and could be violent with me and my brothers, had the boys unpack the station wagon while my mother took my sister and two female cousins into the bathroom (with a lockable door) wherein they would take off their clothes as she looked for ticks. After the car was unloaded, my father then told me and my brothers to also strip naked so he could look for ticks, but, wanted us to do it in the kitchen. I complained that the girls would be coming out and he yelled at me to shut up and strip immediately. We were all stark naked when my mother and three girls came into the kitchen. The girls were able to see us naked, including a good look at our genitals. They all smiled and giggled, sort of "Haha...we can see you but you can't see us!" As I complained again about it, my father was like "Don't pay attention, do what I tell you to do!" What was particularly upsetting was that it didn't have to be in the kitchen as we had another bathroom as well as bedrooms. He simply didn't care, and wanted it to be in the kitchen for no other reason than it was easier for him.

I realize that many would think that that would be a very erotic CFNM situation. It was anything but that. I was humiliated and deeply angered by what I was forced to do. But my father was the type that couldn't care less about how it felt for us boys. Even though he is dead, I still harbor hatred for what he did.

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nobbythesub you are not alone!

Had a missed opportunity back when I was in highschool and was changing out of my swimsuit in the same room as a female friend. She was cute and I had a bit of a crush on her but was to insecure to ever act on it. I wanted to change facing her but I was hard and embarrassed so I decided to change facing away. When I finished changing and turned around she made a comment about how pale my ass was. I still wish I could of had the nerve to face her while changing even though she might’ve thought it was strange that I was completely erect.

When I was in college, there was a summer when I lived in the dorms. One morning, I locked myself out of my room wearing just a towel. It was a coed floor, but the men's room was just down the hall from my room so I usually only wore a towel when I went to shower. I'd never forgotten my room key before, and I never did again.

To get back into my room, I had to call down to the security desk from a phone in the hallway. I'm not sure why - maybe because it was summer and the dorm was pretty empty - but the security desk was staffed by college students working part-time, not by professional security guards. So the "security guard" who came to unlock my room was a female college student.

I can't remember anything about what she looked like. But I remember the conversation vividly when she came down the hall:

"Are you the guy who locked himself out of his room?" she asked me.

"Yeah," I responded, a little sarcastically. "I don't usually stand around in the hallway in just a towel."

For a second, her eyes roamed over my body. "That's a shame," she said.

Then she walked past me, unlocked the door to my room, and walked away. Given how shy I was, I was so speechless I don't think I even thanked her.

That's the closest I've come to a CFNM experience with a stranger.

my best experience would be in a cabin, while many girls are passing by. Hope ill have a courage one day

I had one unbelievable missed opportunity, almost perfect circumstances, it was yours ago and I still cannot understand nor forgive myself how I chocked and messed it up.

I was on vacation abroad, alone, but at the same time my very attractive colleague (blond sexy girl whom I had a crush on at that time) was with two friends on vacation at the same place. Both of her friends were gorgeous, one of them busty black-haired girl with huge breasts (I had a huge crush on her earlier in high school, btw) and the other was a slim brunette (whom I also had a major crush later).

The first night we went out for dinner, but we agreed for the next night to have a night out, have some drinks and go partying.

So, long story short, I spent the whole night with three gorgeous women (all of whom I had a crush on, at different times), at the end of the night they ask me if I want to spend the night in their hotel room because they had an extra bed aaand...... I politely decline.

Why? I still don't know why, and I am still fantasizing about that night

Sometimes when you're young, you are not enough experienced to catch a given chance...
When you are experienced, generally, opportunities are not given!