Snow + naked = s’naked!
This was precisely how an online acquaintance defined the above term to me. At the time, it was simple, uncomplicated and personally: very intimidating! The year was 2008; I remember this because up until then, I had never acknowledged that I had no experience being outside and absent of any clothing during or immediately after a snowfall. As an erstwhile advocate of body and clothes freedom, I was downright too ashamed to admit my innocence in this matter.
Even though I publicly “owned” my snow virginity in 2008, when I met and fell in love with my spouse, Aaron, in 2010, my virginity remained intact. The reasoning? Genetics.
My identical twin brother, Alex, and I both abhor cold weather and/or being cold. We’re both “heat and humidity” men. Centigrade or Fahrenheit, it makes no difference. The higher the temperature, the greater our comfort and relaxation. Therefore, it must be in our genes. We have three older brother and three younger brothers. Temperature preference? We are all eight of us the same!
Thus, Aaron “plucked” my snow virginity! He rolled it into a snowball and threw it against my bare buttocks, not once but twice! One right after the other! In all honesty, I was shocked! My innocent nude buttocks having intimate contact with snow – all without warning!
Does that make me a s’whore? Snow + whore = s’whore. Do I qualify for spousal abuse?
In the years following Aaron’s “plucking” of my snow virginity, I have engaged in being s’naked many times. I readily admit to be recognized for my exclusive label as being a s’nudist (snow + nudist = s’nudist). Despite my s’naked status, I do wear boots in the snow. I may be a fool for being s’naked, but I am no idiot! In addition, I shave my head hairs daily. Therefore, I wear a knit head sock to help retain my body heat.
Experience and familiarity have served to increase my s’tolerance (snow + tolerance = s’tolerance). Granted the boots and head sock have aided in this condition! My s’endurance (snow + endurance = s’endurance) – the length of time I can spend s’naked without having to run inside to warm myself is now a total of 25 minutes!
A little bit of snow humour. Often, we also refer to s’naked quite simply as “skinny-dipping in the snow!” They both involve stripping off clothes and baring naturally!
Not too bad for an assaulted and former snow virgin!
Naked hugs!
Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride
Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, February 13, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Valentine Eve!”
ReNude Pride 