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Skater Dudes Three-Some Pt. 3 - By Mount Equinox

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Juro was out this afternoon rollerblading around the park with Rex when they bumped into Sebastian who was off sitting by himself. They seemed to notice that Rex was a bit down so they talked him into going off into the woods for some fun. They figured it would help cheer up our depressed young man it they offered him a little bit of action.

Rex knew what Sebastian needed and sat our boy up against a tree in the woods and had his pants unzipped in no time flat exposing Sebastian's long uncut twink cock. Rex spit on his hands lubed up his cock and wrapped those delicious boy lips of his around that thick shaft. Sebastian was enjoying his blow job while making out with Juro at the same time. Juro of course wanted in on the action as both Juro and Rex took turns fighting over Sebastian's cock.

Juro gives up and decides to whip out his cock. Now Rex has his work cut out for him with two uncut twink cocks waving in his face. Our boy Sebastian fucks Juro good. You can see his cock going deep into Juro's ass and the condom doesn't even make it to base of his cock. That is how big his boy toy is. Nothing better than three naked twinks out in the woods fucking like animals. After Sebastian had his turn it was time for our young stud muffin Rex to take over.

Sebastian lays back on the tree with Juro on all fours sucking Sebastian's cock while his ass is being pounded by our boy Rex. Nice hot explosive ending to this afternoon fuck fest in the woods. Two young studs shooting their hot loads onto Sebastian's tight smooth twink body. Juro licks the remaining cum from the tip of Rex's cock to make sure nothing is wasted.

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Shifting Era -- Wanted: Tearoom Cruising Buzz

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Tearoom Cruising

Sites with info on tearoom cruising:

CruZn 4 sechs:

I've had some really exciting sex-periences in public toilets at stations, airports (infrequent), dept. stores, campuses, and in park restrooms, pool/gym lockerrooms, and roadside rest areas - too many to describe now. In the UK, this practice is called cottaging.

My first blowjob (as giver and taker) was in my university library at age 19 with a total stranger of whom I never saw more than his cock. So it's been a part of my (sporadic) sexual habits ever since.My first blowjob (as giver and taker) was in my university library at age 19 with a total stranger of whom I never saw more than his cock. So it's been a part of my (sporadic) sexual habits ever since. A few months later, I met a really cute college guy the same age as me. We hit it off and starting seeing each other, but lo and behold, if he wasn't a tearoom cock chaser. I actually found him (although I didn't alert him to the fact that I was watching him cruise in the university library men's room while I was in an adjoining stall.

There seem to be far less 'cruisy' public spaces than before 9/11. Obviously, the HIV outbreak and aftermath before that drastically (for a time and is probably continuing still to some degree) reduced public cruising some. I think the anti-terrorism security measures have increased patrols, video surveillance cameras, and even closed some 'cruisy' spots.

What do you think? At the same time, I get a sense that the str8 populace all over (UK and US for example) is getting into 'dogging' and public exhibitionism and public sex more and more. Or at least, there are more ways to it to become known - maybe it was always there to an even greater extent than what homophiles were doing. I never knew so many women were involved in gloryhole sex until recently - chasing down cocks in some venues formerly (traditionally - WTF! - It's funny saying that) reserved for gay / curious men's anonymous sex. This is not only
true in the US but I've found stepped up security monitoring of these kinds of - what we used to call 'tearooms' to be increased (or increasing) everywhere.

For example, Tokyo used to have some pretty heavy cruising at the toilets in one very large train/subway station and it still exists, of course. These places are now monitored by roving security patrols (although I 'm not sure if vidcams are installed yet) and underground 'koban' - police boxes nearby. It seems to have cut down on the cruising -- although never completely (he he!)

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Playing with a dildo down by the river

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P.S. The photo is NOT of me -- although that's exactly what I do.

Recently, I have started a new hobby: getting naked in the woods and impaling my ass on a big dildo, all the for the amusement of the men (strangers) who haunt the woods on the weekends.

There is a river about two kilometers from where I live. In a partly deserted part of the river's very wide embankment is a wooded area where guys go to sunbathe nude and cruise for sex with other like-minded guys. I first got the idea from seeing one of the sunbathers pull out a nice fat dildo and proceed to sit on it.

Now when I go down the river, I take my trusty nine-inch rubber cock, and enjoy using while I lean up against a tree. The tree is near the edge of the forested area, so it's even possible that some people on the walking path about 300 meters away might catch a glimpse of someone - partly clothed and engaged in doing something nasty - but they really couldn't tell what unless that came over onto the little forested areas to get a closer lookl.

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Freeballing and sagging - hot look!

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I find that it's sometimes easier to find out whether somebody's freeballing bywhat happens at the back of his pants - instead of the front. Not that the front is not a lot more interesting, but I guess I'm an ass man - at least in part (LOL).

I certainly appreciate it when a hefty lump (VPL) shifts in a guy's crotch -during movement - walking, jumping, skating, or when he's partially aroused. But there are probably more times I can recognize another freeballer by seeing him show some ass or his ass crack -which can be very hot, too!

Guys who like boardshorts, of course, (extreme sagger dude here), but you're more likely to notice them UP FRONT .. especially when you see well below the navel or when the pubes are showing.

Skaters sometimes seem to be more likely to be freeballers than just your average guy.
Someday I'm going to set up a booth on Waikiki Beach (or someplace like it) and ask guys, "Do you freeball?" (or what kind of underwear they like to take off lol) - and get them to let me take their photos.

Wouldn't that be a great summer job? -- Maybe as a advertising campaign for some men's products, etc....

Location: Delaware
Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 2:44 am Post subject: Exhibtionist 

I live in a conservative area, so cover up my crack and unzipped shorts with a shirt. I love wearing shorts and pants that show the outline of my cut cock.

Hang Loose...Hang Out...

I love to wear jeans, shorts - anything low so that crack shows in back and they are obviously low in front. In the summer I love to wear an old pair of cut offs in the yard without a shirt. Depending on who's around, I let them go really low, exposing anywhere from 2" of crack to half my ass to OOPS, they just fell to my ankles. I also love to see other guys who do the same.

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan

Warm weather (especially tropcial climates) and the local mores bring out the best in young men (older ones too). Unfortunately, the authorities have started banning sagging pants and showing underwear in some communities.

Hawaii always has more than its fair share of saggers - so it's not uncommon to get quite a few glimpses of 'sags' to this degree - front and back. I always think later -- "why don't I have my camera' - but then I think better of it.. I'd look like a tourist snapping away at these guys (surfers, sk8ers, college guys on vacation, etc).
I need a good cover/excuse -- maybe I'll try a T-shirt and a proper looking badge that says: 'Official Flickr Photographer' or "VPL Staff Photographer". I wonder how many people on the street know what VPL stands for. [grin]

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan

Not shirtless but he's freeballing by all appearances.... and making it obvious.
I wonder how many of his buddies are too.

Maybe it's an initiation rite into their Freeballer's Circle.
Of course, there are times when you just have to be direct in your approach
to find out whether a buddy or new acquaintance is freeballing.

If he's coy about it, just take matters into your own hands - you'll never know
what might come UP!

This is one of my favorite photos:

And then there are the ones where there is never any doubt. Love to
guys wearing overalls and nothing else. That garment is so convenient,
comfortable and makes everyTHING so accessible and often times visible. Woooooffff!

Joined: 26 Aug 2007
Location: Ogden, UT
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 9:00 pm Post subject: Re: Making sure 

sunbuns wrote:
Of course, there are times when you just have to be direct in your approach to find out whether a buddy or new acquaintance is freeballing.

If he's coy about it, just take matters into your own hands - you'll never know what
might come UP!
This is one of my favorite photos:
I grew up showing my cock to anyone that wanted to look down my pants -- even as a teen, I freeballed.

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan
Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 2:37 pm Post subject: Happy Thanks4Giving_It_Up Day

There are plenty of US residents here. So Happy Turkey Day.. maybe there should also be an appreciation day for Giving Up (Wearing) Underwear.
These Czech guys certainly have a LOAD to be thankful for.

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan
Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 10:18 pm Post subject: Thanksgiving for (on) the beach! 
Nice decoration on this body.He's no turkey... it almost makes us forget he's freeballing.

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan
Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 4:34 pm Post subject:  
One of the dudes is freeballing.... wouldn't you know it! He happens to be the one with sex on his mind .. (notice his t-shirt). Just goes to show you... freeballing encourages horniness in those who DON'T use underwear.

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan
Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 4:06 pm Post subject:  

Once you've taken that much stuff out of your shorts, then they ought
not to sag THAT much... (LOL). Lucky us - nice view!

sunbuns Location: Pahoa, HI, Nashville, TN, Tokyo, Japan
Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 6:53 pm Post subject: We can always count on sunbuns - well... not always! 

It's not much fun when nobody else posts or replies. Thanks for the word of appreciation.

Yeah, the links don't work (I let them expire). If you want to see, you'll have to visit my photostream at the URL below and become a Flickr friend in order to see any photos with nudity or explicit scenes.
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Is Raphael gay? Does it really matter anymore?

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Is Raphael Nada, the tennis pro, gay? In his autobiography, he talks about his entourage and there's a guy who keeps cropping up called Titin. He has no clear role definition within Rafa's team, and there he was, after Rafa won today, giving him a big hug and a kiss.

According to several threads on Men's Tennis Forums and elsewhere, it's common knowledge in the locker room. Do you know I have often wondered. Signs are there.

Do a Google search for 'Is Nadal gay?' The results might surprise you.
He probably is. I’ve read not so long ago an interview of Nadal where the interviewer tried to explore the relationship between Nadal and his girlfriend, and Nadal was very tight lipped about it. The line of questions had me thinking that maybe she was on to something and it seemed though as if Nadal had guessed where she was heading with that line of questioning. I found it very interesting back then. I think it was just last year.

It doesn't matter if he's gay but if he is gay then it's interesting that he's hiding it. In this day and age, there's no reason to hide it, unless he feels it won't be the case and that his career/reputation will be hampered by it. A few celebs have paid GFs/wives. I can think of at least 2 Hollywood actors. They just think if they appear to be hetero, it makes for a better public image and stops them getting beaten up.

Tom Cruise, of course, comes to mind immediately, but people are still so naive as it seems. I've seen a documentary not so long ago, where a lot of men are still living on the down low. They have families and children and the wives have absolutely no clue about their husbands’ true life. Some of them were interviewed but they kept the faces in the dark, as they didn’t want to come out, but gave the interview anyway just to show what kind of double life they were leading and this was only for the sake that, some people especially the older generations have trouble accepting a life that doesn’t strike as normal to them. And I am sure they aren’t far off judging by the reactions we have.

Of course, it's no one's business but it's also interesting if it's true. As to rumour, well, you know what they say. If there's smoke, there's bound to be fire. Quite ironically, this sort of rumour tends to be true. There was this episode in Will & Grace where Will met with this Sports figure that’s clearly gay, but he wouldn't go out with Will in public because he didn't want to come out and was comfortable with the way things were going for him. He didn't want to lose his sponsorships, his fans and a few others things.

I remember Will then had to break the relationship as he was living openly by then. Anyway, people don't get this idea from Mars as they are pretty much taken from real life. And the dreams will be shattered if Nadal comes out. I think it's a very courageous thing to do to live openly because it's your own sexuality and you should never be ashamed of, unless name and fame matter to you most. And who is to say they don’t matter to him at all.

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The Naked Men at Festivals in Japan!

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The Naked Man in Japan! vol. 7

Dear readers,

Welcome back to the Naked Man Journal! In this edition, I will expose you to the raw, primal and most MANLY side of Japan. I am talking about the one – but not only – Hadaka Matsuri, or Naked Festival.
Originally published in 2001 at Naked Man, our man in Japan by Thomas Fast]

For a related (sort of) video, see a troupe of naked odaiko drummers perform on video (mainly women).

Dear readers,

Welcome back to the Naked Man Journal! In this edition, I will expose you to the raw, primal and most MANLY side of Japan. I am talking about the one – but not only – Hadaka Matsuri, or Naked Festival.

As you may, but probably don't know, the Saidaiji Naked Man Festival is one of Okayama's greatest claims to fame. Of course it's also the inspiration for the title of this Journal. I can very much identify with that awkward, slightly drafty feeling of being completely naked in public. Everyday I still karaoke being the one exception). "The nail that sticks out…" get stares. I get tired of it but at the same time, it has had one positive (?) effect: I am now willing to do just about anything in front of others and feel no shame. The locals on the other hand are deathly afraid of doing something that would draw attention to themselves (

Let me tell you, I AM that nail as are most foreigners. But I don’t let it bother me. I am OUT and proud. Thus, I am liberated. Free of the inhibitions that hold back normal people. I do what I want! Besides, people are going to stare no matter what. Mind you, I do try to respect local customs and fit in as best possible, but it isn't easy...
Anyway, back to the Hadaka Matsuri: During the winter months, there are naked festivals all over Japan, but at 10,000 participants, Okayama's is the largest. I attended it on a cold Saturday evening back in February but haven't been able to put into words exactly what I'd seen until now:

It took place in the town of Saidaiji, about a 30 minute drive from downtown Okayama City. I went with 2 busloads of foreigners – some of us just to observe and others actually planning to participate. Upon arrival, we were welcomed with a short speech by the mayor of Saidaiji and a tour of the grounds where the festival would take place. The Canadian ambassador and his wife were also in attendance.
I was there with my friends from Peru, Pedro and Roberto, who like myself, were just observers. Tim and Mike on the other hand, (from the UK and US respectively), were "going all the way." Their girlfriends had reluctantly come along to show support. Already they were beginning to fear for the lives of their soon to be naked boyfriends.

Tim and Mike seemed to be having second thoughts as well. They were beginning to realize they'd just signed up for an all-out brawl. The purpose of the festival? Quite simple: Capture a scented stick known as a shingi, thrown at exactly midnight, from the rafters of Saidaiji Temple by the head priest. Then take it all the way back to City Hall, at least 10 blocks away, and stick it into a bucket full of dirt. Keep in mind that all the while you will be competing with 10,000 other naked men with exactly the same goal. And there are NO RULES. Participants are allowed to do anything short of kill a man in order to get the shingi before it reaches City Hall.

After successfully plunging the shingi into the bucket of dirt, the winner receives an enormous cash prize, not to mention the favor of the gods. Several lesser, "decoy" shingi are also thrown out. They grant good luck and make swell ornaments for your rearview mirror.

I should add that the participants aren't entirely naked. The vitals are protected (?) by a fundoshi or traditional Japanese loincloth, similar to those you see on Sumo wrestlers. And in case you were wondering, the official word from the Mayor is that women are allowed to participate, but I've never heard of any who did. They seem to be content to let boys be boys and keep this silly homoerotic game to themselves.
That night, it was only a degree above freezing. Rain was coming down in sheets and the ground was a sea of mud. The temple was a typical square, wooden structure with steep steps leading to the main level. This area was entirely open, so you could see the upper floor from which the shingi was dropped.
Entering the festival area was like stepping onto the movie set of King Kong. There was a primitive smell in the air. Facing the street entrance, on the temple's first floor, a group of about 20 women played taiko drums. The deep booms punctuated by their shrill cries, gave me the impression that any minute Kong would appear over the small town skyline, looking for a blond in a white dress about the size of his ring finger.

There was fear and anticipation in the air. Spectators milled around in the rain, snapping pictures, waving the shrine's incense smoke on their bodies for good luck. I soaked up the ambience. At 9:00 pm the first actual festival participants began to arrive in teams of anywhere from 5 to 50 men. It was a bit startling to see them almost completely naked in the chill night air. They marched around as if in a trance, repeating "wa-shoi, wa-shoi." The previously mentioned fundoshi was their only cover. On their feet, they wore sock-like tabi covered in mud.

For the next 3 hours prior to the dropping of the shingi they marched/jogged around the temple, occasionally detouring into a smaller building that housed a pool of ice water. They jumped in and back out to continue their march, psyching themselves up for the battle at hand. Apparently, the water served as a ritual purification. It also made the frigid air seem warm by comparison.

As if the mood wasn't charged enough, special "Winter Fireworks" were launched just over the river behind the temple. I had never seen fireworks in a February sky. It was beautiful, but the clouds and rain muffled the explosions. The colors ran somewhat like the reflection of lights seen from within a car on a rainy night. The fireworks, the rain, the shrill cries of the women beating the drums, the incense smoke, the mud everywhere, the beer, the sweaty, naked bodies in the extreme cold, the smells of fried octopus and cotton candy coming from the food stalls – it overwhelmed the senses.

Once the fireworks ended, we went to a local coffee shop to warm-up a little. It was right across from a blue tent where our foreign men went to have their fundoshi wrapped. Apparently, like a kimono, it's not something you can put on by yourself. In fact, I was later told by my friend Tim that there was a man in there whose sole purpose in life was to gird the loins of naked men! Tim added that the guy yanked the cloth so far up his buttocks that his feet left the ground!

This was done for a reason: Pin the testicles up in the body cavity for their own protection! And obviously, you don't want it unwrapping in the middle of the fray. Most of the foreigners looked understandably uncomfortable in their fundoshis; however, many of the Japanese men seemed to be quite at home. In fact, prior to entering the temple grounds and getting primal, many could be seen leisurely standing around in the rain and cold, smoking a cigarette or having a beer with the fellas.

Speaking of beer, in this same blue tent there was an endless supply of beer and sake for our gaijin group. Most of the other participants were "under the influence" to some
degree. The common belief is that it helps to combat the cold and provide liquid courage for the battle at hand. Never mind the fact that alcohol mixed with over exposure could also cause hypothermia (cases are very common on this night).

Finally it was nearing the moment everyone had been waiting for. We left the cafe for the observation area, located on the temple grounds, about 100 meters away from the temple itself. Fortunately, I was able to see above the umbrellas as I'm quite tall compared to the locals.
The intensity was growing. Floodlights lit-up the entire temple precinct. Slowly the inner sanctum was beginning to fill with wet, naked men all jockeying for best position to catch the shingi. Team after team came marching in. There were all types of men. There were the fresh 1st year salarymen who had been forced to participate in company teams -- some sort of sadistic "coworker bonding" activity, the Japanese equivalent to fraternity Hell Week. Those less interested in the glory were simply trying to stay warm. Then there were the real "butt-kicker types. Drunk on beer, sake, adrenaline and testosterone, they walked among the others like lions stalking a herd of gazelle.

Within the temple, a sea of bodies formed. It was beginning to spill down the steps. A horde of naked men were yelling, slipping, climbing and slithering their way inside.

I took my place in a raised viewing area separated by a fence from the temple ground. There were still about 20 minutes before midnight. I was beginning to tune in to the violence breaking out in and just outside the temple: A large man crashed down the front steps, hitting them head first. Two smaller men exited right behind him. I thought they were trying to help, but then realized they were literally kicking him out of the temple! When the man finally hit the ground (with a "thud" that I swear I heard from 100 yards away), I noticed he was foreign.

At the foot of the temple, the foreign man attempted to
stand up, but received multiple kicks in the ribs and face. There was nothing he could to do protect himself and no one around to help. I stood 100 yards away unable to do anything but watch the most brutal beating I've ever witnessed (that wasn’t on TV!). Although it was over in less than a minute, it seemed like ages before anything was done to stop them.

Eventually a swarm of white raincoat-wearing police with clubs arrived and laid into the two assailants. The two men actually tried to put up a fight with the police but were beaten into submission. Meanwhile, not one of the 40 or so police bothered to check on the man laying in the mud! He was able to stand-up of his own volition but by that point he must have had absolutely no idea where he was. Somehow he managed to stand and staggered away, bleeding heavily from cuts and gashes all over his body. One of the police finally noticed and escorted him back to the First Aid tent. The 2 men who had attacked him were not taken into custody. Instead they were allowed to re-enter the fray. I heard a plea come from an enormous loudspeaker, "Naked Men! Please don’t fight!"

Apparently that was their only reprimand.

I looked behind me at Roberto and Pedro. "Did you see what happened to that gaijin?!" I asked them in Spanish. Both of them looked a little stunned and gravely nodded their heads. Roberto had actually considered participating, if for no other reason than to get all the alcohol he could drink and run around naked without getting arrested.

Ironically, that loudspeaker message signaled the beginning of a string of beatings. I say "beatings" because, I don’t think I saw a single one that wasn't completely one-sided. About three minutes later, I saw another foreigner get involuntarily "ushered" out of the temple. I then saw my gaijin group come "wa-shoi-ing" their way in and I feared for their lives. I tried to telepathically inform them: "DO NOT GO INTO THE TEMPLE!".

But that's exactly what they did. I should've guessed that Tim, being the stiff upper-lipped, overly competitive Englishman that he was, would be leading the way. First however, they marched into the cold pool of water. They came out "glistening" as Tim would later describe it. He said the feeling of diving into the ice water, after jogging for an hour, barefoot in the mud, was the most enjoyable part of the evening. After the purification bath, Tim, Mike and a small band of courageous (or really stupid?) foreigners, made their way up the temple steps.
Time passed. Tensions mounted. The mass of bodies in and around the temple continued to multiply exponentially. I would see fights erupt, like bubbles of molten lava forming and exploding as they spilled down a mountainside.

At some point during all this craziness, a group of real, hardened criminals arrived. I had heard that the yakuza (the Japanese Mafia - in Okayama, they're well represented) had been barred from competing in the Naked Man festival. There was a rule not allowing men with tattoos to participate. Highly ornate Japanese tattoos all over one's upper body are a yakuza trademark. That being said, these guys without tattoos seemed to be just as evil. Their fundoshis were black (almost all the others wore white), and they had black electrical tape wrapped just above their biceps. Wherever they went, trouble and pain seemed to follow.

I saw two of them (one VERY large and scary) chase a much smaller man out of the temple, down the steps and around the temple grounds, until he finally decided to stay his ground and fight. This was a bad idea. He was faster than the other two, but no way was he stronger. In effect, he was committing suicide. But he was going to die with honor, kamikaze-style. He got in one good swing, but hit only air. The other two, showing signs that this wasn’t their first fight, wrapped up the smaller man's arms and proceeded to beat him senseless.

To my total amazement, there was a policeman about ten feet away doing absolutely nothing! He had to be aware of it! He was obviously there for crowd control but "breaking up brutal beatings" wasn't in his job description. Eventually the same group of white coated police rushed the two men in black. Once the beating frenzy ended, the men were again set free to return to bullying. Each time violence broke out, that same pathetic voice would boom out over the loudspeaker: "Naked men, please don't fight."

Ironically, this seemed to be the only reason why many participants were there. Perhaps they were tired of being subservient in their daily lives to their parents, bosses, customers, etc, bowing so much that they even began to bow when talking on the phone! In Japan, there is always somebody above you.

Naked Man Festival may be the one opportunity these men have to be entirely selfish, so of course they're going to go a bit overboard! They don’t have to bow or say "I'm sorry" (one of the most frequently heard phrases in Japan) to anyone! On this night, they can go crazy with no repercussions, so long as they don't kill anybody (it was OK to inflict severe injuries).

I saw the police attack one guy in an attempt to dissuade him from brutalizing someone else. The man was finally let go, but the minute the police turned their backs, the man went into a berserk rage and actually charged all 40+ police! Never mind the fact that they were fully armed (and clothed). He crashed into the mob of raincoats, knocking down cops like he was a bowling ball and they were the hapless pins. Assaulting a police officer? Even he was allowed to return to the temple!

Well I should have known – if another foreigner was going to get into a fight, it would be Tim. He's just too uptight. Sooner or later somebody was going to take a swing at him. On the temple steps, I saw a slender gaijin quickly, but gingerly, running down to ground level. It was Tim. A couple of Japanese men were chasing after him, but Tim was impressively fleet of foot (especially for a man without shoes). Unlike most of the men present, Tim looked quite sober and alert as he darted through the crowd. I wouldn't have expected him to run from a fight. With his manliness at stake, I was sure he'd accept any challenge, but there he was "running away." He reminded me of a streaker, trying to evade the police.

Fortunately, Tim received help from a wall of men (both foreign and Japanese) who formed to create a barrier between him and his attackers. Pushing and shoving was exchanged before the police arrived. I was curious to see which of the two parties they would pommel first. Tim's attackers answered this question by charging the cops! As the battle ensued, some fellow foreigners checked Tim for injuries. I could tell by their body language that he was fine. Joined arm in arm, they charged back up the steps.

Finally the moment everyone had been waiting for was about to arrive. The floodlights on the temple went pitch black. The crowd roared. Everything was now dark except for a zillion camera flashes coming from both in and outside the temple. From where I was standing, the constant flashes lighting up the darkness seemed to have a magical, kinetic effect. The fervor reached its peak. The shingi dropped.

Or at least I think it did. Because of the darkness I never actually saw it – not until the next day on TV when I saw three hardy men in tattered, muddy loincloths plant it in the dirt in front of City Hall.

I have no idea how the shingi got from point A to point B. After the drop, the lights flooded back on and the swarm of bodies flowed like a tidal wave, out of the temple. Dog piles and fights broke out all over the place. Eventually we were informed via loudspeaker that the shingi had left the temple precinct and was making its way down the street. We slowly removed ourselves from the area. I was stunned – not only by all that I had seen but, how it could end so quickly.

Back on the bus, Roberto and I concluded that the Naked Man festival serves 3 purposes in Japanese society:
1) Religious Purification
2) Right of Passage
3) Stress Release

As for myself, I think I'll look for ways to blow off steam, exert my manhood, and purify my spirit that don't involve being naked in public on a cold night in February.
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How bisexuality is portrayed or not among gay social networks - Discussion and response

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Original posting: medicbotan
25 Apr 2009, 22:57

Bisexuals seem to have no space here in dudesnude. For example, in disponivel,, there´s a field in the profile where people can say if he´s homo, bi and eventually hetero.
Anyway, I suggest a greater topic (like thirtysomethings) called Bi-sexuals. There are a few threads diffusely distributed over the other fields, would be interesting to present a specific topic. And I am amazed on how many Americans can not mentally accept bi-sexuality. A popular site like this could do wonders in opening some minds.

U.S.A. : California : San Francisco
Follow up: ThatGuy [msg]
27 Apr 2009, 08:44
There isn't a tick mark for heterosexual. I think the assumption is that guys on here are either GAY or BI. There are plenty of guys who talk about being sexual often enough in their posts and comments, as well as in their profiles.

However, I can see the good in having a Bisexual community -- if that's what you meant -- I'm not sure about an entire BI forum. It might be very lightly populated, you never know. YOU can always start a Bi thread in the HOT or GENERAL forum, yourself.

Costa Rica : San José : San José
age: 29 role: Bottom
Follow up: cutehorse [msg]
29 Apr 2009, 03:04
I totally agree with ThatGuy...the name of the site is DUDESNUDE, therefore even if the guy is BI, you´ll only find guys (males) to connect with... Talking about BI guys exchanging info, opinions on topics related to experiences on women becomes pointless for me in a site dedicated exclusively to guys interested in guys but I respect all tendencies and the site is open for people to start a forum in the topic they're interested in...

Boi Ray
U.S.A. : Virginia : Roanoke
age: 30 role: Vers. Bottom
Follow up: Boi Ray [msg]
01 May 2009, 05:03
I would have to agree with cutehorse and ThatGuy, I mean I really havn't seen much of anything posted on here that had girls in it, and so what if somebody's bi-sexual I mean I am stricly dickly here.

U.S.A. : Hawaii : Pahoa
age: 42 role: Vers. Bottom
Follow up: sunbuns99* [msg]
03 May 2009, 11:55
The previous responders have a point but seem to be answering based on either misreading or mis-interpreting what medicbotan and ThatGuy have written. (Not to argue)

Actually, where does a new member to DN actually make that his (or her - perhaps female applicants are banned?) designation of sexual orientation. I've been looking where in profile settings and advanced search in shows that specific, but I cannot seem to find any category for gay, straight, bi or whatever. So it must be a non-issue and that's certainly one way to look at it. However, it's too simplistic.

Actually if you read the first two writers, they are not that far apart.

However, the issue of creating 'new' communities / groups currently NOT shown or represented in DN has come up several times. Recently, there was a similar request to create a new "Twinks only" community. Evidently as a way to protect younger guys (18-24 years old) from the advances of older (and as was suggested) more intensely aggressive males, who are definitely not twinks but wanted to be with or near them (and sometimes bug or hassle them). However, there is always a way to handle that problem beside completing separating the groups by age - but that is the point to discuss now.

Yes, there are definitely various problems with everybody having his own exclusive community here on DN. But back to the topic ....

This site is not GalsNudes - I don't really imagine anyone - even the most bisexual or even straightest male among all the DN's members coming back again and again to Dudesnude in hopes of seeing female breasts and genitalia, or discussing how to act on blind dates with women. So having a designation for bisexuals or a separate forum is probably not going to results in photos of a gaping pussy strung up all over the site. (LOL).

Yet at the same time, some men (including me) ARE made to feel - rather I should say 'allowed to feel' - even by the simple absence of many (if any) references to bisexual life choices or gay men in a marriage or cohabitation relationship with a female that being bisexual is somehow a socially charged issue (in this community). Rather a persona non grata - that may or may not be a fair evaluation, but evidently medicbotan shares it somewhat.

I will mention that - obviously a highly commercialized but also much much larger site and membership does make a place for bisexual and for straights who are dealing with their own or with confusing or conflicted sexual issues among the people they love or care about in its Forums.
So have your cake and the eat the icing too. (Visit JUB ).

That being said, I agree with the basic premise upon which 'medicbotan' made his suggestion.

Until just a few or less years, it was mandatory to complete US bank loan application, college application, scholarships and grant applications, etc, and other school or govt form by telling YOUR RACE. That was true even DECADES after US national legislation banning discrimination based on race or ethnic origin, and years ahead of the first elected (obviously) mixed race US president (there may have been others who disguised their ancestry (smile).

What I am saying is that progress in social consciousness takes years - if not multiple decades - to change for the majority. If the majority of this minority (gay men) cannot recognize that something exists then how (or when) will the general public ever be able to do so.

Eventually, there was enough progressive forward motion in US social consciousness to get to the point where RACE was NO LONGER required for bank loans, college applcations, etc, BUT it was ONLY after about 30-40 years of federally mandated school busing and affirmative action programs.

At least, DN could have options for individuals who want to MAKE a definitive choice for OTHER than person or self-gratifying reasons. It does allow self-designation and search for ethnicity. Then why can sexual orientation (different than sexual roles) also be a self-designated category (left blank for those who don't wish to categorize).
DN admin does not make an issue of it -- since they don't require an answer but it may serve us (both collective and individually) better to be able to self-categorize.

I do realize that DN is ONLY about gay men finding sex partners - what else? But jeesh.. it COULD aspire to help affect the positive social consciousness development of the several minority groups it serves. If you are 'serving' them, then charge outright for your commercialism. It's part of your non-corporate civic (global community) responsibility.

That's my opinion. I agree (mostly) with medicbotan.
Solution: Allow a choice of appropriate designations (or multiple selection of categories for Sexual Orientation: gay, bisexual, straight, curious about gay, curious about straight, non-sexual, polyamorphic (group love(?) (I dont know the real word with looking it up.
People did not know the name for a lot of things until their social consciousness progressed (I won't called it 'evolved).
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CMNM bromance buds with a good buddy

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It's great how this series of naked buddies photos starts out with a CMNM situation. It's significant because it is actually how a lot of male-male bonding situations really do get started. One of the guys 'shows' his buddy how much he likes his friend, and expresses (not verbally) the desire to be more affectionate with his 'straight' buddy. It is a prelude to a deeper emotional but not necessarily sexual friendship. This is the heart of what ' bromance' is about.

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The Early Christmas Present by Thorn

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An original story by Thorn, as posted on his Yahoo Group: thorngay, Dec, 2010.

I was at this Christmas dinner dance and being a true Scot, I was wearing my kilt free-balling style. Functions like this are hot in Scotland because all these hot guys are wearing kilts and you just know that most have nothing on underneath. Very, sexy and - if it wasn't for the weight of the sporran - everyone would know just how horny I was.

There was this real hot guy that I took a real fancy to. He was blond, slim and had a really sexy smile. I just bet he was wearing nothing under that kilt. A sexy guy like him wouldn't. I watched him as he danced and his kilt swung high showing plenty of thigh, but never high enough to tell. God he was sexy.
I kept watching, trying not too look too obviously.
When it came to the end of the festivities people headed out to the hotel foyer. I was staying in the hotel that night, alone, sadly. The really hot blond happened to be standing next to me when Kyle looked across and announced to all in our part of the foyer, that he was inviting us up to his room for a night cap. I turned to the blond and said, "are you joining us?". "Sure, he replied", and we followed Kyle to his room.
I sat down on one of the chairs, while Kyle opened a bottle of single malt whisky and got some glasses. I realised that the blond guy was on the floor cross legged directly opposite me. Again I could see lots of sexy thigh but his kilt carefully concealed any glimpse I might have had. Damn!

However, I realised I could have some fun. I was sitting higher than him and at his eye level, he was staring right at my knees. I splayed my knees a little to lift the front of my kilt. The blond guy was looking around absently, when he must have suddenly realised what was right in front of him and his eyes halted momentarily, staring into the darkness under my kilt. I felt my dick jump with excitement.
I very subtly shifted my knee so he must have had a better view, I was sure. Right enough his eyes seemed locked in my direction. I didn't want to make it too obvious so I moved my knee inwards to end the show for the moment. The blond guy moved his gaze, but I fancied he kept coming back to me to check.

On one of these occasions I moved both knees to lift the middle of my kilt and give him what must have been a pretty clear view of my hardening dick. Without making it obvious I checked. Yes, his stare was locked between my knees. Again I moved my knees back.
A third time his eyes came round and my dick was now pretty hard and big. I moved my knees, caught his attention and he locked his gaze. He then looked up at my face caught my eye, immediately looking away. I fancied there was a sort of knowing look on his face. Then he shifted his position and, I guess deliberately, lifted his knee to gave me an eyeful in return. His dick, too, looked quite hard and I could see his cute balls in my hand. I caught his eye and gave him my best 'come on' look.
We continued this subtle round of display for some time, when I finished my whisky and thanked Kyle and headed to the door. The blond guy said he must be going to and headed to the door with me. My heart leapt. Was this deliberate? Once in the corridor I asked if he was staying in the hotel.
"No", he replied, "I came by car, but I'm going to get a taxi home". "Have you far to go?," I asked. He said he was going back to town, which was some 20 miles away. "Do you want to stay in my room and take your car back in the morning? I have two beds," I asked. "That would be great!," he smiled as he headed down the corridor with me. I was trying not to get too excited as we headed to my room.

Once in the room I invited him to use the bathroom first, my heart pounding with excitement. After some time he returned stark naked apologising that he had nothing else with him but his kilt outfit. He was absolutely stunning and his cock looked as though he was quite turned on by being naked. My dick did a loop the loop at this beautiful naked apparition.
He sat down on the bed I was sitting at, ignoring the other double bed. Lifted the covers and got in. I couldn't believe my luck. This was a clear sign he wanted to share a bed. I undressed slowly, enjoying the sensation of stripping for this guy. Dropping my kilt to the floor my new friend exclaimed "nice" and smiled.
We spent a night of passion together. The kilt is a wonderful way of making new friends!


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Getting a physical exam by a male doctor or nurse. Is it a turn-on?

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Original posting: gear_happy
03 Nov 2011, 00:03
Ok here goes... I have this fantasy of getting a physical exam by a hot doctor or male nurse. I'm told to undress and then am examined / touched all over. I'll probably pop a boner and be a little embarrassed about it, and it would be so hot to see the outlines of a boner in the doctor's or nurse's pants.

However, the obvious problem is finding said medical professionals to play out this fantasy with, since it's likely a liability issues. So... I'm kind of at a dead-end and not quite sure how to proceed. Maybe there's a site somewhere that caters to this? I don't know... just throwing it out there to see if anyone could at least point me in a direction.

Follow up: body2205
03 Nov 2011, 00:08
I love that idea too. I've always had a thing for being examined by a doctor...

Follow up: pdquesnell
03 Nov 2011, 01:41
It is all mostly the realm of fantasy...
However, before I met my partner he had an experience worthy of a short story. He had prostatitis. The doctor's remedy was to stick his finger up my guy's butt and give him prostate massage with hand job. So these fantasies do have some basis in reality. (By the way, this doctor ultimately lost his practice and now sells real estate.)

Another friend of mine went to one of those "no appointment needed" medical centers to get some quicky exam and documentation for work. He also got a hand job.
I guess I need to get a new doctor!

Medical exam sex or a doctor's physical that goes beyond purely examination is a frequent fetish / fantasy among guys into CMNM (clothed male / naked male) scenes. So you can find guys and also stories/photos etc related to this medical attraction on such sites and social networks. (BTW, I'm the admin for several of them and also publish the Guys Into CMNM blog (guysn2cmnm (dot) blogspot (dot) com)

Follow up: sunbuns99*
03 Nov 2011, 09:33 This theme is popular among a few gay porn studios, namely, but you can see some of the their photos and video clips at
You might also be able to find specific guy into this by using either RECON (a gay fetishist site and iPhone app) or at GearFetish In addition, there are some tribes (public or private groups) on the alternative social networking site, I can invite you to some of them if you contact me (and give an email address for the invitation).

I work at a medical and health sciences university which has two hospitals on its campus - so it's a theme/attraction (not exactly a fetish for me) that is near and dear. Also, when I stayed in a hospital once, I found it very stimulating to be kind of bed-bound (not I wasn't strapped in but just couldn't move about freely), and to be examined by a young handsome doctor every day. I made sure to never wear underwear or anything but a loose fitting gown so he could have easy access, so that I could be 'accidently' nude. It was fun when there was a male nurse during the night shift, but I would sleep as nude as possible and allow the covers to fall off. Evidently, nurses are not embarrassed by much - because he'd just cover my erection with a blanket without hesitating to 'observe'.

Also, I have a friend/sex buddy who is a doctor (a cardiologist) and it's fun 'playing doctor' with him, but oddly enough, he's not really into that aspect of it.

I've wanted and even attempted to organize locally and internationally some CMNM events in which doctor-patient examinations would be one of the role-play sensual / sexual activities.

So if you're up for the idea, we could start working now on holding such an event (somewhere reasonably convenient). I can travel (up to a point) almost anywhere. I suspect that there are hundreds of gay men (and plenty of straight men who get off having a female nurse or doctor examine them).

Fight prostate cancer, ask a doctor (or horny friend) to examine your prostate inside your hole! The best way to become quick and 'deep' friends is penetrating someone body cavities with a finger. The stomach is not the only way to a man's heart (LOL).


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