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So I'll admit...I've been a habitual lurker on here (www.dickflash.com) for quite a while! Mostly because every time I come on this board with the intention to post, I end up reading something that makes me bust a nut on the spot!
This started back in 2008. I reconnected with this one guy that I have known since he was 14 and I was 21 (he was the brother of another friend). We had lost contact with each other, but in summer of 2008, we ran into each other. He was 23 at the time, and I was 30. We exchanged numbers, and eventually started hanging out together with our respective girlfriends. I'm bi, but from all I could tell, he was as straight as they came. He worked in construction, and even from a young age, had always been a beer drinking, sports watching, skirt chasing heterosexual guy.
Anyway, we really hit it off, and got to be very close. One night, while both of our girlfriends were out of town on a girls weekend, we were texting each other just stupid shit. Now you have to understand, in addition to the "straight guy sex appeal" he held, my friend is also very seriously hot. Dirty blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and a hard body from construction work. Also, since we had joined a gym together, and saw each other naked almost every day, I knew he was really hung (at least 5 soft.
I had been wanting to figure out a way to flash him my hard cock for quite a while, and I thought text might be the perfect way. So I took a picture of my very hard cock, and sent it to him with this note: "Hey babe, I hope you and [his girlfriend's name] are having a great time. Just wanted to show you how much I missed you." I wanted him to think that I had accidentally sent that to him instead of my gf.
Well, a minute later, I get a text from him: "Hey man. Not that I don't appreciate getting to know you better, lol, but I think this was meant for [my girlfriend's name]. :-)". I called him, pretended to be hugely embarrassed. He laughed, said no big deal, and joked that he'd seen me naked enough times at the gym that it didn't really matter.
I thought that was that, until a few minutes later, I got a text from him. With a picture of his cock. Rock hard. The text said "LOL. I figured that I would return the favor. LOL...enjoy. Since the girls aren't here, guess I'm going to have to take care of this myself."
Fucking hell. I nearly creamed myself right there. He had the perfect cock. About 9-9.5 hard, beautiful head, cut but no circular scar, just delicious looking. So I texted him back "Nice! Guess that means we're real friends now, huh? LOL. Yeah, about to take care of matters myself."
Well, he texted me to have fun, I told him to do the same, and figured the night was pretty much over. So I thought I would jump in the shower, then head to bed for a nice long stroke with his pic. Well, as I'm getting out of the shower, I get another text from him with a picture of his now semi-hard cock AND A MASSIVE HANDFUL OF CUM, saying "Ahh...apparently I needed that. Hope your's was just as good! Goodnight!"
Well, I couldn't even wait to get to bed. I was so hard, the skin on my dick was straining. I swear to you, 2-3 strokes and I blasted all over the bathroom sink. So I took a picture of that and simply said "It was. :-)". He wrote back "Nice!", and we both called it a night.
That was on a Saturday. The next Monday, when we met at the gym, I noticed that he didn't turn away when he stripped after working out, and instead of wrapping his towel around his waist like normal, he put it around his shoulders. So of course, being the exhibitionist I am, I did the same. We walked into the shower room, and took two shower stalls right next to each other, like normal. Now, the shower floors were dark tiles, and when they are wet, they are very reflective, a fact that I had taken advantage of on numerous occasions to perv on him a bit. :D
That day, he seemed to be taking a lot longer in the shower, so I leaned over to check what he was doing. And I could clearly see him jacking off...and from his reflection, could tell he was perving on me too! So I decided to join in! I was so horny, knowing that he was jacking off and watching me, that it didn't take long for me to cum. Now the two showers that we liked had the drain in the floor right between them, so it was VERY obvious that my cum was floating to the drain, and in fact, got stuck on the grid on top. About 20-30 seconds later, I see his load join mine on top of the drain. We finished our showers, got out, and just pretended nothing happened (other than our still softening semi's!).
This went on for a couple of months, and throughout that time, I would get text pics from him of his hard or soft cock, with some joking text attached to make it seem like it was all fun. So of course, I played along. Well, right before Christmas of that year, the girls were out shopping, and were going to go back to his girlfriend's place to wrap presents and were going to stay the night there. So he and I decided to have a guys night and he was going to stay over at my place. We watched some "guy" flicks (scary, bloody, with lots of T&A), and had some food and beers.
Earlier in the day, in a moment of hopeful dreaming, I had bought a bi porno featuring mostly MMF action. It was hardcore, with the guys getting it up the ass just as much as the women. I left it on my video shelf, just in case. Well, we were a little tipsy, and he asked if I wanted to watch another movie. I said sure, so he got up to see what DVDs I had. I don't hear anything for a bit, when he suddenly says "This looks interesting!", and holds up the porno I had bought earlier. I pretended to be embarrassed, and had forgotten to put it away. So he said "What the hell?", and put it in the DVD player.
Well, at this point, we were both already pretty much ready for bed, so just in boxer shorts and nothing else (this was pretty standard from the few times he had stayed over before, even before the sexual tension). So there we are, sitting on the same couch, watching porn. This wasn't one with a stupid story line - it was all action. The very first scene quickly led into a guy getting fucked up the ass while eating out a woman.
I glance over at him from the corner of my eye, and can see that he is very obviously hard, and playing with his cock through his boxers. So I do the same. After a minute or two, I say something like "Sorry, just can't take it", pull my boxers off, and start stroking. Well, he stares at me a minute, then does the same. The next scene comes on, and it's just two guys, with the girl watching and fingering herself on the side. The guys are blowing each other, and my friend suddenly asks me "I've always wondered what it was like to get head from a guy. I've heard it's better than from a woman. Have you ever been blown by a dude before?"
I hesitate for a minute, then say, yeah, I have. A mouth is a mouth. A couple of more seconds pass, then he asks me "Have you ever blown a guy?" Again, I hesitate, and answer that yes, I've returned the favor a few times. Well, we watch for a another couple of minutes, when I finally can't take it any more. I say "This may be just the alcohol talking, but if you want to find out what it's like, I'll be happy to show you."
He doesn't say anything, but just removes his hand from his cock, slides down the couch a little, and spreads his legs. Well, instantly, I was down on my knees between his legs, with that beautiful, glorious cock in my mouth. I am on it like a starving man on bread. A minute or two into it, I can feel his cock start to jump, and I know he's about to cum soon. Suddenly, I feel his hands on my arms, pushing me away. I think "Oh shit! I've gone too far and now he's pissed." So I stand up, when he leans over...and takes my cock in his mouth.
It's surreal...I can see the sandy blonde hair of this "super straight" stud bobbing up and down as he takes his first inexperienced taste of cock. I can tell this is his first time. There's a little too much teeth, and not quite the right amount of suction (kwim?). But I don't care...this is so hot that I am about to blow. I tell him "I'm about to cum!", thinking he will pull off, when he just starts sucking faster and I feel his hand on my balls. I can't hold back, so I start to shoot in his mouth. I hear him gag at first, but he doesn't stop. And I swear to you, swallows the whole load.
Well, when I recover, I look down so that I can finish him off, when I see that he has actually cum without even touching himself. At that point, I get a bit worried. What if he freaks out? What if this makes things weird?
I go to turn off the movie, when I hear him say "Nah, don't turn it off yet. It's just getting to the good stuff!" Hell yeah! So we sit down, naked on the couch, and continue to watch. Well, needless to say, it wasn't too long before we were both hard again. A scene comes on with two guys fucking, and he looks at me and says "I've always wanted to try that." I ask him "Anal sex?" He say's yeah.
Well, up until this point in my life, I had never been fucked. I had, however, used quite a few toys up there. So I ran to my room, and grabbed some lube. I come back, look him in the eye, squirt some lube on his cock and on my ass, then lower myself onto his cock as he is sitting on the couch.
You would have thought I had electrocuted him. He started fucking me like a wild man, grabbing my hips and ramming into me. Granted, it did hurt like hell, because none of my toys were as big as him. But I didn't care, I wanted him so bad. He eventually had me on the floor, on the couch, in different positions without stopping. Finally, I hear him start to grunt, and can feel his load shooting into my ass. I collapse on the floor as he falls onto the couch, both of us breathing hard. I am worn out, but still hard, thinking I was going to go wipe his load out of my ass and wack off into the toilet. I sit up, and he looks at me...and then lifts his legs in the air so that his hole is pointed right at me.
I don't need to be asked again. I literally reach behind me, wipe the cum and lube mixture from my ass, slather it on my cock and his hole, and then slide into him. I could tell from the pain on his face that this had definitely been an "exit only" location before. However, he pulled me into him and started riding me. As I'm fucking him, his cock get's hard AGAIN (oh, god, to be 23), so I reach in front of me and start jacking him as I'm fucking him.
This is so unbelievably hot that I can't hold out long. So I start thrusting hard, and jacking his cock for all it's worth. Just as I start to shoot a load in his ass, his cock begins to unload another unbelievable large amount on his stomach.
Well, that was two years ago. And now, anytime we can get together alone, we pretty much go at it. However, now this "straight" guy is kissing me, blowing me, and takes it up the ass just as much as I do. We still have girlfriends, and still love fucking them. But nothing is hotter than the fuck buddy I found through a text message dick flash.
Question: I wanted to see if you had a group of CMNM in northern Indiana for me to join? Any ideas and/or contacts I could make to join in the area? Thanks.
Answer: So.. what do you do when you live in a rural area or far away from a metropolitan area? Are there any local groups and if not, what you do to get one started?
(Answered by 'sunbuns', Kelly Lewis, editor and admin, Guys Into CMNM blog and social networks).
While they may be members of one of our several social networking (online) groups who live in your area, (for example, Allen lives in Northern Indiana, or southern Michigan or northwestern Ohio), I don't think there are any real (off-line) CMNM meetings or events -- at least not yet.
CMNM hasn't been recognized for very long and it's still not commonly understood - even by the very men (particularly gay men) who are so turned on by it. There are elements of it in so many activities / situations that are NOT simply sexual by definition. For example, there may be a men's nudist group in your area or close by. While many don't advocate sexual behavior at their events, some don't prohibit certain types of opportunities where naked and clothed men can intermingle.
Another form of CMNM often occurs in certain male sports or fitness situations - joining a YMCA, or other type of fitness club, or amateur sports league often gives a guy (CM or NM) a chance to interact with other males in clothed or naked situations. Obviously, there may not be any overt sexual behavior but it can nevertheless be highly stimulating.
For overt sexual situations, you can try a gay baths/sauna. I think Toledo has at least one, and there are certainly some in a few of the major cities around you; likewise a few gay bars have events where nudity (or semi-nudity) is condoned, or even where it is encouraged in backrooms, or enclosed patios, etc.
Of course, you can try to start a group -- or at least - hold a CMNM event in your area. I have lots of ideas and would do as much as possible to help promote in on our blogs, and social networks, etc. Depending on when it's held, I might be able to attend or organize/host part of it (I'll be traveling in North America from August 1 - 30 -from Hawaii to New York, from San Franciso, California to Provincetown, MA).
One way to start is to make your interest known by joining one (or all) of our Guys Into CMNM social networks. You may want to use a separate email address (since your real identity may expose you to some unwanted noisiness or scrutiny). However, in today's world, it has become less of a problem publicly admitting that one is gay. However, homophobes and morally self-righteous extremists still exist (and may actually be thriving).
In your various profile and online comments, tweets, etc, use the TAG "cmnm" or #cmnm, it will help people take notice and these tags are also searchable, so that like-minded guys in the same area can start to connect.
It's probably obvious but it will take some initiative and some effort on the part of at least one person to get such an event or group started. However, even one is not enough. Therefore, you have to try to encourage or attract guys to actually participate FIRST as people -- not as sexual objects. If you try to 'round up' a bunch of hunks for your own private orgy, it's not going to work unless you look like a male fashion model and have the body of an Olympic athlete. To be realistic, most guys into CMNM are just regular guys. The guy down the street or the one who works at the mall or in local office building. What's it going to take to get them to come up with the courage to attend a CMNM event. My advice for guys trying to get a group started is to first make it a fully clothed gathering to initially.
Then a part of the group's activity can be to do something that involves nudity for a fairly short and non-threatening, fun activity - such as ask (or hire) a nude model for some sketching of the naked male form. Or watch a movie where male nudity is a recurring theme or important point in the plot. Hold a pool party or barn dance, play badminton or horseshoes, and allow some of the participants to disrobe. Set up a fashion night or a costume party in which the 'models' strip for a certain 'runway' event or make it a fund-raiser for charity by letting the audience bid for removal of each piece of clothing for some 'lucky' or willing volunteer who, thereby, gets stripped.
Sexual behavior (penetrative anal or oral) does not have to be involved especially when the group's members are just meeting for the first time.
If there are sexual sparks and only some guys start wanting to get down and dirty, it might not be good to ignore or isolate the other members of the budding group.Sexual behavior (penetrative anal or oral) does not have to be involved especially when the group"s members are just meeting for the first time.
If there are sexual sparks and only some guys start wanting to get down and dirty, it might not be good to ignore or isolate the other members of the budding group. So then it"s better that things develop slowly so that everyone knows the boundaries and feels comfortable acting within them before starting any more "aggressive" types of CMNM behaviors or situations, especially those involving domination or humiliation or mild bondage.
It's not easy but it can be done. It's just not going to happen over night and the key to first find a couple of others who are interested and also willing to be patient with the slow development of the group. Most guys who are turned on my other men sexually just want to jump to the wild orgy and that's NOT going to happen in most cases. If you want sex with strangers, then use Craig's List or go to a gay sex club, or travel to where there is one.
I know I've gone on too long to answer the question, but it was a good to hear, and one whose answer I attempted to make in a single appropriate blog entry - which is obviously on the beginning.
Good luck and let me know how I might be able to help out.
Greetings from Guys Into CMNM. Dare to stay bare with those who care!
Kelly Lewis, "sunbuns" - editor and admin, Guys Into CMNM blog and social networks
Links to CMNM sites:
guysn2cmnm.blogspot.com Our main blog and where you can find lots of links.
clothed-naked-men.tumblr.com/ One of our CMNM Tumblr sites.
cmnm-guys.tumblr.com/ Another of our CMNM Tumblr sites.
See new Facebook event page sponsored in part by the new Facebook group: Guys Into CMNM Facebook Page
NEW! Mobile Site for CMNM on Winksite winksite.mobi/sunbuns/cmnm
Visit the CMNM Group on JustUsBoys at: www.justusboys.com/forum/group.php
See the CMNM Forum (on JUB Group site above).
The CMNM Site on Pridesites collects together all the parts (sites, blogs, application, links) into one set of pages.
See list of upcoming CMNM events on Eventbrite: www.eventbrite.com/o/club-c...813880240
The scenes in the 'mardi gras exposure' were not likely taken during Mardi Gras - at least, they are not really part of the Mardi Gras festivities.
Although it's all in good fun, the drunken antics are not part of the annual Mardi Gras festivities (in New Orleans), which are based on a religious observance, of course. In reality, the real Mardi Gras does not take place on Bourbon Street. So it is rather a widespread myth. However, despite the 'myth', it can certainly be fun to be a part of the after-parade events that happen on Bourbon Street. Fortunately for those of us who enjoy seeing them, the cock flashing and drunken antics can occur at many other times of year. Formerly, Southern Decadence, billed as the Gay 'Mardi Gras', and held at Labor Day (first weekend in Sept) was truly an unbelievably wild street event. To many outside the New Orleans area, the term 'Mardi Gras' has become synonymous with the flagrant street flashing breast by women and cock & balls (or butts) by men who are drunk and roaming Bourbon Street in the French Quarter after the Mardi Gras parades have finished elsewhere across the city, seeking to be rewarded with a string of shiny beads for exposing their privates or genitals.
Although fun and wild, and as such, it allows both the bead-giver and all of the casual bystanders too, a glimpse (or even more) of cute guys' dicks or their half-naked bodies (lower half - as they let their jeans and boxers drop), it is not really what Mardi Gras is. However, the myth persists. It's more likely to be an impromptu street party that spontaneously occurs during Spring Break or other holiday weekends in the old Quartier in downtown New Orleans. Tens of thousands of party-seeking college-age young people descend on the French Quarter on New Orleans during Spring Break, and "boys gone wild' is the name of the game. "In part due to the way the news media has focused on the activities of those who "visit" and go the French Quarter "after" the parades, it now appears that all many think about when they hear the words "Mardi Gras"are activities occurring in the French Quarter; i.e., flashing women (tourists who are drunk or need attention) and crowd surges (a spring break crowd trying to catch a glimpse)! This is not Mardi Gras. It has absolutely nothing to do with the "real" Mardi Gras celebration. Unfortunately, sex makes more news .. so every news camera visiting our beautiful city for Mardi Gras heads for the spring break crowd on Bourbon Street ... and does not give adequate coverage to those who spend thousands of dollars and months of time planning "The Greatest Free Show on Earth!"
It is our hope that visitors who have seen Internet sites by tourists to New Orleans showcasing these tourists realize that they are only seeing 1/10 of 1% of what happens during the entire Mardi Gras season ... and hopefully, will soon realize Mardi Gras is not one big spring break for dirty old men, but an enjoyable celebration for families and friends. Locals stay away from the crowded Quarter in the evenings after a parade -- but we wouldn't miss Mardi Gras for the world! Excerpted (with additions) from www.mardigrasneworleans.com/
---------- The above amateur photos were forwarded message in a group email message from: atitlan on his [ymna] Yahoo group.----------
Ready to go get naked in the great outdoors
by Jamie Lewis Hedges Issue date: 5/8/03 Section: Sports
As the days get hot, people get naked!
One day last year I was paddling solo down a beautiful creek in the Midwest. I was scouting a route for a class I would be bringing there the follow
ing week. I had started out in the early chill of the day, but by noon the sun was out and the air was hot. I was concentrating on soaking up the heat, the sound of my paddle in the water, the aesthetics of the trees hanging over the banks.
As I rounded a bend in the river, another canoe approached from behind about six feet off the port side. The person at the bow of the canoe, dressed in an old T-shirt and shorts, was happily paddling forward, completely oblivious to the person at the stern, who was dressed in ... well, nothing but a smile.
"Great day to get naked!" He shouted.
The other person laughed to himself, apparently thinking the guy behind him was joking.
"It sure is!" I called back.
The person at the bow began to sense there was something amiss. The poor guy looked over his shoulder to see that he was the only clothed person in his canoe. Apparently, a fifteen-foot vessel was not large enough for him to be sitting in front of a naked redneck in the middle of nowhere. He started paddling as though he could make his end of the canoe outrun the back end.
Every now and then I spy an article in an outdoor magazine that mentions, in brief, the interest people have in nude recreation. People have hiked the Appalachian Trail with nothing but their boots and socks on, rappelled wearing nothing but their harnesses and I've even heard of naked skydiving! It would surprise you some of the things people do naked, but who hasn't gone skinny dipping?
In broaching the subject of nude recreation, I hear people say, "Sorry, but there are some people I don't want to see naked." Come on now. How many of us really look like Leonardo DiCaprio in The Beach or Kate Bosworth in Blue Crush? Why should the
fun be relegated to the beautiful? Goddess or gremlin, we all need some sun. Some more than others.
Let me point out that in many areas, recreational or not, nudity is illegal. This is where the American Association for Nude Recreation comes in. I met some representatives of this organization two years ago at a convention in Denver, Colo. They were very cordial, professional, open and dedicated to making nude recreation socially acceptable. They candidly explained that the AANR works to ensure both freedom and access to nature in clothing-optional locations. To this end, they work through educational, professional and political means to promote the validity of nudity as a means of recreation.
In view of a potential fine and the potential reactions of those unexpectedly encountered, why do some people prefer their recreation sans apparel?
I've heard it referred to as a "baptism into nature." Our entire body is one big sensory organ. We never experience anything as much as when we throw our whole selves into it. The person who watches a DVD about Mt. Hood won't know the emotions of the person who climbs it. The person who walks beside Opal Creek won't know the exhilaration of the person who jumps in it. The person who hikes into the Grand Canyon won't feel the same intimacy as doing so without the inhibition of clothing
I think it's like being on a road trip and turning a corner to see the most spectacular view spread out in front of me. The first thing I do is roll down the window. Then I start looking for a place to pull over, leave the car and stare uninhibited at the beauty before me. Maybe it's also like looking into the face of someone I find truly beautiful, someone I truly want to know. I naturally want to reach out and touch them, to remove the inhibition of silence that separates use.
It's about removing inhibitions. The window glass between me and the view inhibits what I want to see clearly. The distance between you and that person inhibits what you want to hold. So the reaction is to stop and reach out. At this point I am reminded of how many beautiful opportunities we have every day, in the faces of the people we pass.
We allow too many inhibitions to keep us from reaching out and seeing each other clearly. It seems we are so tightly clothed and constricted by so many things that we maintain a glass of social indifference between us and the lives of others. I am not suggesting that we should all be required to walk around naked, but if we could simply stop and reach past our inhibitions once or twice, we'd find that the next person is just as human as we are. In truth, clothing doesn't make the man, because the human is underneath.
Skinny dippers unite!
If you are interested in getting naked or the American Association for Nude Recreation, see www.aanr.com/ for more details.
Jamie Lewis Hedges is an outdoor columnist for The Daily Barometer. He can be reached firstname.lastname@example.org.
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An original story
by Willy (wilwank1)
When I was 21, I lived with my folks near an airforce base in Florida. I had a lot of G.I. buddys. I was into surfing and motorcycles, which a lot of them were into also. I had one friend, Charlie, who was a very unusual guy. He was 6'9' and weighed about 260. There wasn't an ounce of fat on the man. He had gray blue eyes and black hair, and he was blessed down below. I met him through another guy who set us up on a blind date. Charlie was under the impression that he was meeting a girl. When I was introduced to him, he turned the tables on the guy and acted like we and I were hitting it off. He held hands with me, put his arm around my shoulders and even kissed me when they dropped me off at the end of the night.
He had clued me in to what he was doing, so I wouldn't be disappointed. I wasn't because we did become good friends.
We so wrecked the guy, that he got pissed and started a rumor on base that Charlie was gay. I ended up having to testify before a tribunal that he wasn't, and none of the guys I knew on base were. In those days the Airforce ran quite a witch hunt for gay soldiers. If the panel had been more conservative than they were, Charlie would have been kicked out just because he associated with a gay man.
The base commander knew me threw his straight son, and liked me, so he put a stop to the inquisition. I came and went on base at will, and I often went to the barracks to pick up friends who wanted to go surfing.
I know this was a long introduction, but you have to know all this to understand the rest of the story which is totally true. Some of the story was related to me by Charlie, and some was first hand.
Now to the part Charlie told me:
New recruits in the military are assumed to totally stupid. They are given instructions on everything from putting on their tying their shoes to brushing their teeth. One part of basic was to be taught how to take a bath in the field from their helmet. The instructor stripped naked in front of the fully dressed recruits, and put on a demonstration. Charlie said that in one of the classes, there was a guy who wouldn't look at the instructor. When called down for it, he tried to explain that his religion taught him that the body was filthy, and to look upon it was a sin. The instructor was pissed, and asked him how he bathed. The kid told him, he washed in the dark, and used a cloth so he didn't touch his own body. He explained that he had never touched his own privates. The instructor asked him how he took a piss. The kid tried to explain, but didn't do well so the instructor told him to demonstrate. The kid said he couldn't. He was given an order to demonstrate. He tried, but he was shaking so, that he couldn't even get his pants unzipped.
The angry instructor then ordered him to strip. After some time and yelling, the kid did as instructed. He was forced to stand at the instructor's side through the rest of the demonstration which included some of the class stripping and bathing. After the demo, they dressed and marched back to the barracks. That is all but the kid, who was allowed to put his socks and boots on and nothing else.
Back at the barracks, he was given a hand full of washable marker pens, and told to stand at attention with them in hand in front of the day room. The others were told that each time they entered or exited the room, the were to sing in or out on HIS BODY.
Here's where I came in:
I went to the barracks to pick up Charlie. Charlies room was on the third floor. The kid was on the first. I walked in and saw him standing in the middle of the hall. I ran upstairs and asked Charlie what was going on. Charlie told me the story. He suggested we go down for a game of pool.
We walked up to the kid. He was written on all over his face, neck chest, back and arms. Some on his legs, but nothing on his butt or dick. Charlie signed in on his left cheek. Then he gave me an evil look. I signed in on his upper thigh, curving down along his crotch.
That seemed to start things off. Several guys saw what we did, and started signing more sensitive places. It was in the evening now, and lots of guys were in and out of the day room getting soft drinks and watching TV. The poor kid was given an hour break to get something to eat and rest. Then, he was back, but allowed to stand at ease.
I had to pee, and ran out to the latrine. I forgot to sign out, and when I came back, I had to sigh out and in. I started right under his balls on his thigh, and went all the way down to his knee. The next guy was waiting for me to finish, and did the same on the other leg. We both brushed the kids sack when we started. Another guy suggested that since I liked that sort of thing, I should have signed his dick. I told him, maybe next time.
A while later, Charlie and I went to the restroom. When we came back, some guys were waiting and almost demanded I sign his dick. They handed me a pen, and I took his dick in hand.
Here's what I wrote:
"I'm sorry to have to do this to you, but these guys aren't going to give either one of us a break until I do, so here I am holding your very nice, and growing dick, and trying to cover as much of it as I can, so I won't have to do it again, but if it keeps growing, I'll be here all night."
The whole hall was full of guys by the time I was finished. They were all laughing including, strangely enough, the kid. I finished and handed him the pen. Then a guy grabbed his dick and started cranking it around reading out loud what I wrote. They were all hysterically laughing as he twisted and pulled the boy's dick. The Sergeant came out to see what all the noise was. He got to laughing too. Then he said that if I wrote something on his sack, that he would be covered and could shower it off and leave the hall.
I was handed the pen. The guys were cheering me on while I tried to think of something to write. Two guys lifted him up and spread his legs. I took up position between them. The kid was laughing as much as anyone else, as I started writing: "Well, here I am, in my favorite place, between a mans spread legs, with his balls in hand. I'm glad you aren't hairy. I hope you have gotten over your fears, and can start to enjoy your hot bod as much as I am. If you need any pointers, my phone number is, etc."
I actually put my phone number on his balls. The reading was once again as funny as my writing. The kid was released, and ran off to the showers. The crowd dispersed and Charlie and I went back into the day room. A few minutes later, the kid was standing in the doorway naked an dripping wet. All the writing was gone except the writing on this dick and balls. He had a totally pissed off look on his face.
The guy who's idea it was for me to sign his dick, had switched pens. I should have suspected something because it had a finer point. The kid saw him snickering and knew he was the guilty one. He ran after the culprit. Once he caught him he wrestled him to the floor and pinned him in a school boy pin. His dick and balls were inches from the clowns face. The kid said he should make him lick it off. Then he grabbed the guys head and forced his face into his wet crotch. He held him there smearing his face with balls and semi hard dick. Finally he let him up, and went back into the showers.
A couple days later, Charlie told me the kid said to tell me he finally gotten my messages off, and that he had saved my phone number. Because of me he had gotten real good at masturbating.
For one thing .. CMNM is about what it says it means = clothed males / naked males - it's just that that can mean a lot of different things too. It's not exactly the same as flashing a total stranger - although it could be that. While the guys involved may be strangers (or even friends/acquaintances), there is a usually mutually agreed upon enjoyment for the nude guy(s) as well as the clothed - which is not always true when flashing - the flashee gets an eyeful whether he likes it or not.
For some, it's about dominance and subservience that matters.. so an element of hazing is desired -- commanding and obeying.. but I'm not really keen to get in those type of role-playing games (BDSM) with total strangers - whom I'll never meet again.
So how this CMNM event that can be accomplished with guys who meet in a public place for the first time will depend on who participates and where it happens. So that's another reason why I couldn't write the details... they are put together yet. I'm only a visitor - staying 3 days/2 nights.
We could meet the first night to plan what to do sometime the next day.
Another reason for no details is security. Putting all the details about precise location and times and everything may get the word out better.. but it also opens it up as a target - there ARE people who in the world who have nothing better to do than badger or humiliate men who love men. So it's best to leave the details fuzzy on publicly visible boards - such as www.dickflash.com
So far only a couple of other guys have indicated a desire to join..- actually only two guys on this site, and a couple from elsewhere... (on this the Guys Into CMNM blog and on other sites) but also.. no one has any given any real ideas about what/when/where or how such a CMNM meetup / hookup / party can be or should be.
I don't live in London or really know it that well.. but I have been several times and can get around. If you do a bit of looking online, you'll find that the address is an accommodation There is several possibilities. Since I'm already booked for a short stay there. I was thinking that our CMNM event(s) could possibly center around that location. I've had plenty of opportunities to be naked (or see naked men) while staying in a hostel. One problem is this one is not male-only - although it depends on the room and how many guests are staying. Also, in some hostels, local residents are not allowed to stay or sometimes the guests are not allowed to have visitors. I don't think that's the case.. but I'm not exactly sure. I've heard that the shower rooms afford some chance to some 'accidental' exposure.
We could do something so innocent as:
1) meet in the in-house bar/restaurant for drinks or snack,
2) come visit me in my dorm room - and then get around to getting somebody naked - either one of our 'cmnm' group or maybe some of the other guys staying in the room (is that unethical?) -- maybe? But it could be a whole lot of fun.
3) having a party in the room and play strip poker (or an easier kind of game where the loser has to remove a piece clothing until some (or all are naked).
4) More clever would be for several of our 'cmnm' group staying in the same or nearby rooms and then pretending not to know each other.. .. so we can get some going like one guy jerking off in his bunk, and then another guy (our member joining in). It would get some of the other guys (not our group) horny and they would join in the fun... Maybe a little farfetched... but you never know until you try. Outside the hostel... it's very large and could be very crowded
5) doing some naked dares and having buddies to watch out / bring your clothes to a rendezvous point, or take photos, etc. ...
6) going to a bar/club where nudity is either allowed or required
7) perhaps some one would be willing to host a small group in his apartment, office lounge after hours..etc...
8) Another idea is to have pre-selected roles for a type of simulation - visit to a doctor's for an exam. One guys in the patient, another two play the role of physician and or specialist, there could be a male nurse who gives sponge baths. It's up to your imagination.
Am I losing you here? There are other roles that come to mind.. but it takes a bit of energy, a passion for realism but fantasy, and a place where that could happen. I've written more than I had thought. So far I've not heard from anyone in Greece.. so it appears that London will be the first 'cmnm' event that would actually get off the ground.. and that is still not determined.
Let me know what you think or how you would see it working?
If you can make any suggestions, that would be great.
Showing 'face' when your flashing or 'innocently' exposing yourself to strangers is actually less risky than doing so on the Internet. I mean there are only a limited number of people who actually see you and many don't really 'see' you at all. Even if they do, they don't want to act on it (confront your personally or even call the police and press charges) and then they don't have 'proof' - just their word against yours.
I was once arrested for lewd conduct charges (a felony in Mass). It happened while on vacation near Provincetown in 2005. It was a police officer who saw me -- although I was just 'pissing,' which I was, he claimed I was trying to flash him (I was wearing a skimpy see-thru pair of shorts but he could not have seen that from the distance he was when he first noticed me). I was not convicted -- of course --the case was dismissed because it was a case of false arrest/police brutality / insufficient evidence / unlawful seizure of evidence (my camera), I obtain the services of a local lawyer who had experience with this particular police department. It seems they often made this kinds of arrest in order to discourage 'perverts' from coming into their community - -not Provincetown township but another one further down (south) the Cape.
But the whole trauma of the experience taught me some valuable lessons. For one, it made me realize how vindictive and self-righteous some people are -- including well-meaning and hardworking police officers -- most of whom I have a great deal of respect for the dedication.
However, flashing on the net or letting your face get shown may have some risks that you cannot control or may not even realize until years later.
Thanks to one reader especially for being encouraging without being condescending: His comments on DF (another site -- see by blogs on the sidebar for the link).
I have lived in communities where a Caucasian male (which I am ) is a rare minority , so it means I would have no trouble being picked out of a police line-up. Toronto has a very multi-ethnic community - there are about 800,000 people of Chinese origin alone live in great Toronto -- at least you can 'pass' for a local. I can't where I am living now - that's why I guess I went overboard last summer and was a little bit too careless while vacationing on Cape Cod. I thought I blended in as to be unrecognizable - virtually invisible. Yet, many people (including me) may be under a similar illusion (or should I say delusion) that only strangers, leering and salivating ones, who eggs us on in our 'sexploits' -- not matter how mild they be in reality. We think we are invisible - elusively transparent to the larger world because the Internet is so vast and non-interactive (just a like exposing oneself in a window at night that you think is boarded up or that no one can see through, but, in fact, they might very well be 'watchers' - who are only taken pleasure the eventual havoc that they will reek upon you for daring to exposing skin or splatter sperm.
The other interesting phenomena and potentially dangerous new development that could make flashing (exposing one's genitals and face) on the Internet a whole lot riskier for people who define themselves as flashers, exhibitionists and exposers than actually doing it in their own neighborhoods are:
1) the tendency for the Christian right to categorize them as sex offenders -- the same as child rapists and baby killers. Once classified as a sex offender (even perhaps for a misdemeanor like 'urinating in public', a person might become a public enemy, be listed in the newspaper or on child sex offenders Internet alert sites and community watch groups. Getting frantic -- I know - but you'd end up having a GPS devcie attached to your body (which parts ) so that MADF (Mothers-Against-Dick-Flashers) would be protesting outside your house and making police calls on your whereabouts and activities. - farfetched, I admit. But if 'Bushamerika -- if he gets into the Patriot Act in the full force, it could become a reality.
2) the new Internet technologies for tagging pics, passing data including pics and tags through RSS feeds even further around the globe, and geotagging - ties/links an Internet object (user, picture, file) to a specific geographic spot.
I know this is off-topic , but it was my topic (Walking the Dog) in the first place so I doubt the moderator's will mind. I usually do a lot of thinking while I am 'walking the dog' which is both a methaphor for 'wagging the wiener', freeballing in the open air, airing out the family jewels. But it also is REALLY what I am doing -- taking my pet dog for his daily walks. I also think about flashing both as my hobby and also about it repercussions and consequences too - while I'm enjoying the solitude and occasional chance to peek-flash some guy (see separate, earlier posts for the narratives)
Back to the thesis --
We know there is tracking of what you purchase and even what you're interested in (sites that you have visited leave cookies that search engines can pick up and then display ads that are related to the types of sites (products) you've been visiting. Google does that big time.
So it's not too big of a stretch to think that pics (or other data files or media objects), which you download or that you place on your website or public / private profile on some social network, or that you even look at briefly online, might leave discernible and followable traces.
I've got profiles all over the net and many pics with and without my face -- both under my real name and my various alias (sunbuns is not my 9-5 working world identity). Someday somebody is going to find a way (my conspiracy instinct says they already have) to collect these traces (tags) or at least connect them like dots. So they'll start selling the information (clandestinely of course) for ostensibly purposes of security and anti-criminal protection but the personal id info will most certainly also be used to defame and try to ruin the reputations of people (basically good upstanding citizens -- like me and you) for political gain, religious cleansing, or profit from blackmail or pay-offs.
Sorry to take a sinister lapse into the dark side of the net...
But hey, forgive me. It's my real birthday today. I'm 49 - yep! Well, at least 'sunbuns' thinks he is or at least he won't admit to being any older than that - and he usually says he's younger). I remember a comment someone once made in another posting -- most of the people on this site (who are interesting in or doing flashing) are in the 40s and 50s.
In honor of the fact that I'm chicken to show my face, here's another pic -- not only faceless but too headless from one my walking-the-dog hikes into the local cemetery. If I get any more 'invisible' - I might as well be dickless. Sometimes I think it will be good to be reborn as a dickless being (a female?) in my next life. If I am not recognizable, maybe my dog will be.
On the public profiles, I was referring to in my post above is located at Dudesnude.com -- a gay social networking site (I feel like a 'old' man among the 'twinkish' - hipster GQ types plastered all over the home page. But what the hell -- I like college-age dudes - and sometimes they like a guy who's more mature and obviously well-endowed (I don't mean 'big' dicked).
If you visit it, you can see a slide show of guys showing off in public. Which means that ANYONE can see the photo and the profile - if someone is savvy enough they can probably find out my IP address from the uploaded pics or code. So -- it's not all just conspiracy. Someday I'll be knowledgeable enough to prove my thesis by showing you exactly how it might work.
I collect such pics and thousands of others. I am turned on more by 'real' photos of real guys getting nude and being naked, male and happy about it, than the slick, hard-glossed superstuds and huge meaty cocks of the porno models.
I used to have hundreds of my own photos in Flickr and once had a ten thousand porno pics saved in Yahoo Photos - only friends could see them (but not anymore - they were all deleted). My profiles and pics are password protected, except for Dudesnude (see link above). I realize it is not much security (protecting one's identity from theft or blackmailing/blackballing) but usually like-minded people of the same persuasion join a gay or porno site.
Kelly (sunbuns or sunbuns99)
Note: You can see this entire blog entry with photos at:
I've been getting a little more daring but still most people are just oblivious. I know when I am out walking or going somewhere, my eyes are constantly on the 'crotch watch' and looking at guys' butts. I guess that's is part of what makes me (I'm surely not alone here) work differently. Well, I sort of got a look for a guy in a passing car. He was working in the cemetery so saw him a minute later but he was not alone. I chickened out of strolling by -- he was busy. It's getting cooler so the mesh pants won't work too much longer.
I have been asked where I got these pants. I know several online underwear and sportswear stores have them but those are more expensive and more see-thru than you might need. I found these at either Walmart or Kmart - but Sears or JCPenny, etc would have them - although more expensive. (US but I'm sure there are equivalent stores in the UK and Australia - I'm not sure about continental Europe, however, they are probably manufactured in China, so they're likely to be found anywhere. They are in men's athletic or sportswear section. Sometimes you can find a bargain price. Check the size of the mesh on the outer layer. Some have a very tiny mesh but these were a larger weave - allowing more visibility. If you can take out the lining only on the front of the pants - so that when heads turn the pants will look like ordinary ones. If you lucky enough to be noticed, then at least they can just wonder if they really saw your cock or just the illusion of it.
Being a closet flasher I enjoy wearing my mesh shorts or athletic pants (liner removed) outdoors. Amazingly however, I rarely get noticed -- even when I don't wear a long shirt that would cover up the fact that I'm freeballing and hanging loose. There are different sized mesh weaves so the amount of transparency varies on the garment and whether it's sunny or cloudy (amount of light) affects how see-thru they appear.
For the first time in a pretty long while, I actually did get noticed. I went out about 7 a.m. the other day wearing my long mesh pants to take a morning walk -- without my dog. Lately I've been taking the dog out and hour or so later than that. Along came someone on a bicycle who I've seen in the neighborhood before but haven't for a long time. He's a gardener / landscaper who works at a nursery nearby.
I remember him because he's used come early to pick up the company truck parked in a lot across from where I live. He would arrive on his bicycle and then proceed to stand sideways out in front the parked vehicle and take a long piss (just about every morning). I had noticed this habit - not because I was spying on him - but I'd see him when I came out to get the paper, looked out the window, He was apparently not deliberately exposing himself -- at least from my viewpoint.
Yet I always wondered if he were sort of doing it on purpose. If he's coming to work by bicycle, his own place couldn't be that far away. For a year or so, his company uses a different parking lot for their vehicles so I've not seen him taking a morning piss. Well, that other morning, as he rode passed me on his bicycle his eyes centered in on my freeballing cock in these mesh pants which was just hanging partly below my shirt. He turned in from a side road and so his view of it was just a short glance, but he definitely reacted. Because he had earphones on, as was listening to music, he could not heard himself but I heard him mumbled just as he passed me 'goddamn! or something like that, doing a double take.
Somehow I don't think he was not as shocked as he was surprised - maybe even delighted -- that there was somebody in his neighborhood he would do what he's been thinking about so long (his pissing in public was just his way of innocent flashing). So I now I think he might have been getting his own thrills as he 'innocently' pissed in public ever morning.
I know there are many -- if not most freeballers - who do wear no underwear for a lot different reasons than the thrill of accident exposure. But I think there might at least be a element of thrill of being seen for a good many -- even showing a VPL (visible penis line) through your pants/short that are NOT mesh must be appealing to some freeballers. Wearing mesh and semi-transparent or see-thru or ripped clothes with holes while freeballing is more further step along in that direction.
By the way, beside mesh pants/short does anybody get off wearing ripped jeans? I've got some old ones I cut off as short but they are full of holes in the crotch so somebody can get a look at skin and maybe more when I wearing them while freeballing.
On a morning walk in the cemetery a few days back, I pulled off my pants - always wear a loose fitting cargo pants and freeball. So it's easy to quickly do a bit of 'stealth flashing' -- I call it 'stealth' since I don't believe anybody is watching. It's just the fact that they might or could at any moment -- there are cars intermittently passing along a lane about 50 m behind me. I got excited and just seconds later starting jerking off until I cum.
Showing 'face' when your flashing or 'innocently' exposing yourself to strangers is actually less risky than doing so on the Internet. I mean there are only a limited number of people who actually see you and many don't really 'see' you at all. Even if they do, they don't want to act on it (confront your personally or even call the police and press charges) and then they don't have 'proof' - just their word against your.
I was once arrested for lewd conduct charges (a felony in Mass). It happened while on vacation near Provincetown in 2005. It was a police who saw me -- although I was just 'pissing,' which I was, he claimed I was trying to flash him (I was wearing a skimpy see-thru pair of shorts but he could not have seen that from the distance he was when he first noticed me). I was not convicted -- of course --the case was dismissed because it was a case of false arrest/police brutality / insufficient evidence / unlawful seizure of evidence (my camera), I obtain the services of a local lawyer who had experience with this particular police department. It seems they often made this kinds of arrest in order to discourage 'perverts' from coming into their community - -not Provincetown township but another one further down (south) the Cape.
But the whole trauma of the experience taught me some valuable lessons. For one, it made me realize how vindictive and self-righteous some people are -- including well-meaning and hardworking police officers -- most of whom I have a great deal of respect for the dedication. But flashing on the net or letting your face get shown may have some risks that you cannot control or may not even realize until years later. Thanks, Toras, for being encouraging without be condescending. I have lived in communities where a Caucasian male (which I am ) is a rare minority , so it means I would have no trouble being picked out of a police line-up. Toronto has a very multi-ethnic community - there are about 800,000 people of Chinese origin alone live in great Toronto -- at least you can 'pass' for a local. I can't where I am living now - that's why I guess I went overboard last summer and was a little bit too careless while vacationing on Cape Cod.
I thought I blended in as to be unrecognizable. The other interesting phenomena and also could make flashing (exposing one's genitals and face) on the Internet somewhat riskier for people who define themselves as flashers, exhibitionists and exposers is 1) the tendency for the Christian right to categorize them as sex offenders -- the same as child rapists and baby killers, and 2) the new Internet technologies for tagging pics, passing data including pics and tags through RSS feeds even further around the globe, and geotagging - ties/links an Internet object (user, picture, file) to a specific geographic spot. I know this is off-topic , but it was my topic (Walking the Dog) in the first place so I doubt the moderator's will mind. I usually do a lot of thinking while I am 'walking the dog' which is both a metaphor for 'wagging the wiener', freeballing in the open air, airing out the family jewels. But it also is REALLY what I am doing -- taking my pet dog for his daily walks.
I also think about flashing both as my hobby and also about it repercussions and consequences too - while I'm enjoying the solitude and occasional chance to peek-flash some guy (see separate, earlier posts for the narratives) Back the thesis -- We know there is tracking of what you purchase and even what you're interested in (sites that you have visited leave cookies that search engines can pick up and then display ads that are related to the types of sites (products) you've been visiting. Google does that big time. So it's not too big of a stretch to think that pics (or other data files or media objects), which you download or that you place on your website or public / private profile on some social network, or that you even look at briefly online, might leave discernible and followable traces.
I've got profiles all over the net and many pics with and without my face -- both under my real name and my various alias (sunbuns is not my 9-5 working world identity). Someday somebody is going to find a way (my conspiracy instinct says they already have) to collect these traces (tags) or at least connect them like dots. So they'll start selling the information (clandestinely of course) for ostensibly purposes of security and anti-criminal protection but the personal id info will most certainly also be used to defame and try to ruin the reputations of people (basically good upstanding citizens -- like me and you) for political gain, religious cleansing, or profit from blackmail or pay-offs. Sorry to take a sinister lapse into the dark side of the net... Hey, it's my real birthday today.
I'm 49 - yep! Uh huh! Like, right. Well...., at least 'sunbuns' thinks he is or at least won't admit to being any older than that - and he usually says he's younger). I remember a comment your once made in another posting -- most of the people on this site (who are interesting in or doing flashing) are in the 40s and 50s. In honor of the fact that I'm chicken to show my face here's another pic -- not only faceless but too headless from one my walking-the-dog hikes into the local cemetery. If I get any more 'invisible' - I might as well be dickless. Sometimes I think it will be good to be reborn as a dickless being (a female?) in my next life. If I am not recognizable, may be my dog will be.
On the public profiles, I was referring to in my post above is located at Dlist -- a gay social networking site (I feel like a 'old' man among the 'twinkish' - hipster GQ types plastered all over the home page. But what the hell -- I like college age dudes - and sometimes they like a guy who's more mature and obviously well-endowed (I don't mean 'big' dicked). www.dlist.com/sunbuns
If you visit it, you can see a slide show of guys showing off in public. Which means that
ANYONE can see the photo and the profile - if someone is savvy enough they can probably find out my IP address from the uploaded pics or code. So -- it's not all just conspiracy. Someday I'll be knowledgeable enough to prove my thesis by showing you exactly how it might work. I collect such pics and thousands of others. I am turned on more by 'real' photos of real guys getting nude and being naked, male and happy about it, than the slick, hard-glossed superstuds and huge meaty cocks of the porno models. I have them in Flickr and a few thousand save in Yahoo Photos - only friends can see them - unlike Dlist and GW - my profiles and pics are password protected. I realize it is not much security (protecting one's identity from theft or blackmailing/blackballing) but usually like-minded people of the same persuasion join a gay or porno site.
[NOTE about these photos of other people: The guy above (with the cut-out face) and below with the big cock are 'flashing' friends. NudeforaThrill was a 'nudebeach' buddy who let me take some photos of him on San Diego's Black's Beach, but recently he's seemed to disappear from 'view', meaning he's not active on certain sites and doesn't seem to want to talk. Matt below is the famous Nitroxflash. ]
That's not the case with these two new entries, GW and Dlist. Even Yahoo 360, MySpace and Tribe.net don't allow just anyone to see a profile (or at least the parts you don't want made public). I am pasting the link the Slide.com slideshow below and I'll try to embed the player here too (if HTML for the slide show doesn't work into this post, then you can see it at my dlist profile above or at the link below.
The ultimate expert on dickflashing is Matt - better known as Nitroxflash. He seems to be taking a hiatus from his blog on the subject but it has lots of useful past entries: Nitroxflash's blog. (Note: Nitroflash seems to have abandoned his blog activities.)
Do white mesh shorts show off better than black? That's what I've heard -- but I don't have any light colored ones to test that out. Of course, it matters how much direct light (sunlight) there is and the width of the mesh opening, how reflective the material is too.
I just posted this video (it's from last year) at GayWatch.com, but I think you can view it here:
It was a rare treat -- not only getting buck naked on a public beach -- but improvising a dildo out of a cucumber that I stopped and bought on the way to the beach. Wish you'd been there to view me -- it's a sometimes cruisy area where guys go out to sun themselves nude, but frequently there is sex play (mutual - not just alone like mine) in and among the brush and low dunes. Local fisherman often come up along the beach and stay for a long time. Tourists and people out enjoying the beach could have caught me dickflashing with the anal toy inserted. Keep me hard -- I saved cumming for a little later trip back closer to Waikiki (where more secretive nudity and male-to-male cruising goes on.
I have shown before how Japanese men, particularly younger men, who gather in groups for sports and athletic events, often change in and out of the athletic gear in the open - sometimes plainly visible (although not enough so) to the casual bystander. I've run across those situations many times and even documented them here on this blog (and also on my Blogger blog at
kelly-sb.blogspot.com (Search for: Japanese / frisbee / soccer )
Here are a couple of different situations where Japanese men get naked (or partly so) together in public or socially.
1) Hot springs (onsen) or public baths (sentou)
In NONE of them can genitals (sex organs) or public hair be shown. However, simulated sex, buttocks, breast, and full body nudity (including blurred out or mosaic coverage) of sexual organs can be legally shown on TV, movies or in magazines or advertising. The guy above is a Japanese 'talento' - a actor/comedian/musician type who regularly appears on TV and in movies.
I've been to a Japanese bath house in Japan, and it is REQUIRED that you wash your entire body thoroughly. That includes all the orifices. Many guys do it twice. Then rinse off and maybe do it all again a third time if you're really dirty. Only then are you allowed in the soaking tub.
---Eric M. ( This was added as a comment to an earlier set of photos in a Japanese bath house).
My own experience with public baths and hot spring resorts
There used to be one in every neighborhood. Even in a city as large as Tokyo, there were many people who lived with a bathroom in their apartments (they did have a separate toilet, of course). So it was customary (and still exists today but to a far lesser extent) for young and older men (who lives alone or in worker's dormitories) to go to the local public bath. I used go too - to get clean and have a relaxing soak in the large communal tube. But it was also very erotically stimulating to catch glimpses of all the scrubbing of backs, and chests, and the cleaning of cocks and assholes. It wasn't only one that I (or another guy who was also a little too eager or interested) got a semi hard-on while sitting across from another young stud - whose toned muscles were the results on many months of day labor. I love it best when 'buddies' would scrub each others' backs, or joke about the size of his own or poke fun at the 'large' size of his friend's dick.
2) Japanese festivals or matsuri -- These are the seasonal outdoor and street festivals that derive from the traditional Shinto shrines celebrations related to nature its relationship to humans, mostly agriculture such as planting, harvest, seasonal changes, etc). Most of these o-matsuri involve groups of men (sometimes mixed groups with women, too) carrying very heavy portable shrines (o-mikoshi) and they usually involve some jostling or competition between the separate groups involved. A theme of virility and fertility the male's role as 'planter of the seed' - meaning both farmer of the fertile soil and also plowing his blunt instrument in the folds to the entrance of woman's womb are symbolized by various actions and artifacts used in these social rituals, dating from a few thousand years back - when Japan was a completely agrarian society.
In these shrine festivals (o-matsuri), it's traditional, or at least used to be more so, to wear a 'fundoshi,' the wrap-around and tied
underwear (cock and butt strap).
Those are the garments that you see the men wearing in the above festival scenes. Older men tend to wear a happi coat (like a half-length kimono or yukata) along with cotton shorts of the same material. The less modest butt-exposing fundoshi often can be put on by oneself. So it's rather interesting and mildly stimulating to see a guy getting his pelvis wrapped by his buddy or older mentor -- a process which, of course, has to start when he is completely naked (and sometimes right on the street). That is probably what we are seeing in one of the photos above.
The above photos were forwarded in a group message from: atitlan on his [ymna2] Young Men's Nudist Association, Yahoo group.
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