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[FONT=Tahoma, Calibri, Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif]I got on a plane in Asia on July 21 and sat next to a cute and friendly 29-yo Japanese man. He had lived in Silicon Valley a couple of years back and was travelling to Honolulu to meet[/FONT]
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[FONT=Tahoma, Calibri, Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif]up with a friend he'd made in the US.
He would not go into much detail but his 'friend' and he had made plans to meet up in Hawaii for 5 days. We had a good conversation and eventually I learned that his friend would not be arriving for another 12 hours after we landed. So I asked him if he wanted to hang out with me, go eat breakfast and spend some time at the beach.. He agreed and I had nothing better to do.

We eventually headed out beyond Hawaii Kai - just passed Sandy Beach. I do not think I was doing anything evil or trying to manipulae him -- I asked him over and over again he wanted to go to Waikiki Beach or we then tried stopping at Hanauma Bay but it was too crowded (no parking available). After a few stops at scenic points and beaches along the way, we eventually got to where I wanted to go -- I told him I liked to sun myself in the nude and it was a deserted beach.

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[FONT=Tahoma, Calibri, Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif]We headed out to the deserted beach and there was a local fisherman -- who probably would not have minded my nudity but my new friend's reluctance and sort of bashfulness[/FONT]
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left me high and dry and hot as a new lava tube ... Eventually, I told him I wanted my tan to be ALL over and asked him if he minded if I got naked since this was what I ususally did when I went to this beach (nude sunbathing on Oahu is not legal, but you can do so if you are discreet - -actually that's true of about anywhere on the planet). I am not into flashing the world -- I just wanted to flash this cute guy and it got me hard thinking about his reaction -- I mean there are absolutely NO nude beaches anywhere in Japan.
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However, contrary to what you might expect, there ARE plenty of opportunities for exposing / flashing and male-male nude camaraderie in Asian countries, particularly Japan. I have posted pics and whatever in posting at the freeballing ... dot ... com site about cross-cultural freeballing or more often exhibitionism.
I know.. I know.. I'm getting off subject.... OK

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[FONT=Tahoma, Calibri, Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif]we sat down together on a beach mat we bought at the local stop up the road. Before that, I had been strategically placing my crotch so that he could try to get a look up my shorts. If I could tell that he was interested in what he was seeing, I would have gone further faster -- but he played it real cool -- maybe because he IS cool and not turned on by male nudity. I could not be sure so I went further. Nevertheless, that just made more anxious to show off more to him.. so I started dripping pre-cum copiously.

After I pulled off my pants and sat there naked, he apparently seemed to be afraid to stare -- probably because he noticed I was dripping a pool of pre-cum or maybe he was like a deer in the headlights or shocked or whatever..

It was totally hot to be naked in front of such a casual acquaintance -- and the fact that he [/FONT]
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[FONT=Tahoma, Calibri, Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif]totally agreed to let me undress in front of him was a big turn-on. So I didn't mind that he did not jump my cock and gobble it down.. it was actually hotter that way. If I want cock, balls and ass, I can get those at another beach (nameless but you can probably guess) or at one of the gay sex clubs in HNL) I will save describing my adventures there for another time.

I regretted one thing -- that I did not ask him to take a photo of me -- or even better with both of us together - -him full clothed and me naked.[/FONT]
 
The kind of flashing that appeals to me is the sort of 'semi' innocent flashing where guys get naked when changing clothes. It is not as if they really are intending to shock somebody by masturbating and blowing your load right in front of people .. it's a kind of laid-back form of (almost) unintentional public nudity. Don't get me wrong, I'd probably love being exhibitionistic more overtly in certain circumstances -- like in a gay movie theatre or sex club. I know I've enjoyed being watched in gay saunas -- but that is a kind of private sex life that I am not talking about here.



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At least for now, the only kind of public flashing I can do is the accidental exposure - "you weren't supposed to set that" type. I have found that some parks (depends on the country and the city) are great for this type of spontaneous 'naturist' flashing and other are not.


I have already written about how guys in Japan who are with their teams -- often change in public parks and just outside public ball fields -- you can sometimes get quite a show when they strip down to nothing or try to jump out of their athletic gear and into their street clothes.


There are other places where I have experienced something a bit different. It seems that there is 'room' in society for a lot of male public nudity in Europe.


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Donau Insel (Donau Island), Vienna


Link to info about nudism on Donau Insel (Donau Island inside Vienna on the Danube River):


http://www.nudismus.cz/reports.html


Donau Island in Vienna and its excessive public parks along the Danube River were excellent for this kind of 'innocent' flashing. Along there somewhere may well be a section that is totally nude, but I couldn't find it. It is easy to take the train (subway) to one of at least two stations along this public park-way or arrive at one and walk (30 min) to return via the other - which is the way I explore the area.


I found that you were more likely to just happen across a nude man or women or see people pull of their clothes to get into the water. A few couples were going at it .. like a woman giving a guy a handjob under his shorts, but it is mainly a family like atmosphere - -but with some nude people mixed in - typically as singles. the long thin island is where I walked and then sunbathed nude, although there were a lot of people on the opposite banks -- the river is quite wide so it was not easy to see what state of undress people were on the far banks.



What I liked is that you could change clothes (and flashing cyclist) or pick a spot up on the embankments and just get naked, or go for a nude swim and it was not a big deal -- at least not for the casual observers who might glance your way.


Obviously, Englischer Garten in Munich would be another place. However, it was raining hard when I was there in August a couple of years ago, so I wasn't able to get naked.


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Can anyone recommend other places/parks/ public recreation areas where this can easily happen (in North America or elsewhere too)?

Much of the US tends to be so puritanical about nudity that people are likely to call the police on somebody who just is peeing, let alone actually sunbathing nude in a public park.

However, there are a few places and also some special events where public nudity is tolerated - even downright encouraged. One of those is the WNBR (World Naked Bike Ride) held in the northern climes around the second Saturday (or Sunday) in June. See the WWW site: http://www.worldnakedbikeride.org/
 
If you have to completely IGNORE his act of seeing, it is ....well.. not like flashing at all. But it might work differently for you. Anyway, just think about it especially from his 'point-of-view' (so to speak), do you think he is going to engage you in a long, friendly conversation while you are 'blatantly' sitting there with your balls or cock or asshole in full view (or partial view). Most married men (unless they are closet gay voyeurs) will politely turn their eyes or simply back off or turn around .. even if they make a joking comment about it or are not embarrassed by it.. it will make them slightly uncomfortable. Then he'll be more wary or even resentful...for having been 'friendly' was NOT his intention - he's probably NOT just chatting you up .. but he's passing the time amiably because it's not a very fun job -- except for those times he gets to actually talk to his customers.


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If he is THAT comfortable with seeing a nude male and chatting, then you could probably try something much more direct. You've met him before so to start out with something 'new' at this point may not work either, but at least you'll have some ideas for the 'next' time (another handyman or deliveryman). For example, explain that you are a nudist (or you can use some wording or terminology to disguise this and then 'explain' what that means... such as a naturologist or FKK scientologist (hey.. like a nude Tom Cruise fan club member) or that you are practicing nude yoga or nake self-massage, essential oil therapy or some such ruse... as a spiritual discipline and this is your morning (afternoon) to engage in your regular session. If he doesn't baulk, then ask him if you can be nude in front of him now because you always make it a practice in at the time and you need to meditate in the nude. He'll probably believe you unless he's also Asian - the typical WASP North American doesn't know anything about any religion or religious discipline other than their own (rather narrow) Protestant or Catholic dogma (and many barely even know much about those - although they pretend to be 'Christians'. For white Americans (of a
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certain age) it would be so non-PC (i. e. politically incorrect) to doubt you or to call your 'nude' religious practice into question because to appear to ridicule it or doubt would be tantamount to prejudice or discrimination - most people will not say anything.

In fact, if he's really 'interested', he just might show so much interest and encourage you to take off you clothes or ask you to explain it or show him how you do it... then you'll have to be able to bull-shit your way through an actual sample session. What is important is that you need to believe in what you are doing. You have to really have a plan and a clear purpose in your strategy. Actually believing in something helps you actually come up with some ideas (on your own) that will work FOR YOU (to actualize it)..... When you don't believe in something you want to do (and why you want to do), it becomes all too self-evident to others and to yourself that what you are doing is just a ruse or fake.

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People are masters as self-delusion - but they can smell out fear or a fake a mile off (not that they always mind or even complain). We (here on DF) can make suggestions that are excellent or extensive (or until we are blue in the face)...but YOU are the one who actually has to make them work or not. It helps enormously if you really believe it too. Think also about why you want to flash this guy... is it the naughtiness that stimulates you? or the sense of having sexual power over someone (esp a stranger? or do you think you might have a chance to get laid or have sex or are you looking for a romantic/sexual fling? Flasher, know thyself. 2. The 'shower' thing is about the only plausible other reason (rationale) that you could have for 'accidently' exposure 'beside the flimsy clothes or the nude meditation.. I know you love showing your butthole, Rimluvr -- we've seen that sweet and delicous little bronzed pucker here on DF more than one occasion.


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Scenario A.... Leave your cellphone in the kitchen or bathroom or whenever he is going to be doing his plumbing stuff.. and be sure to have set the alarm on your phone to make it ring while he is in there. You could set multiple alarms to 'simulate' getting a call first from some and talking just minute to tell them you are getting in the shower, and and then have a second alarm set 10 minutes later - perfectly timed so that you have to come bounding out of the shower or whenever you are -- practicing nude yoga, etc in the room. You may need to leave the phone where he can' t see/reach it.... among your dirty clothes or in a pile of fresh laundered stuff... etc.

When you then come running into the room (or even jump out of the
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shower or laundry room or where) so try to 'get that important call'... either you'll be nude (and dripping) or clutching a towel.. or you will 'loose' the towel then your 'clumsy' hands try to get the phone open and up... He won't be able to ignore a phone ringing (if you've got the right phone it will sound just like a real ringtone and will continue to ring 4-5 times -- just begging to get his attention too ..

Therefore, he'll have backed out from under the sink or wherever just in time to see your towel drop and your exposed jewels or rose-bud come into full view... it would be even best if you have the phone strategically placed to that he can't avoid staring up into your crotch or buttocks.


You could also pull of that phone trick by using your cell phone to call your landline (extension in


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the kitchen or getting some to do so).. No.. I'm not volunteering. But you could even get your mother or a friend to call you at exactly a certain time (say.. to wake you up or to help mind you to bring in the recycling bin (or whatever).

3. Combine all or some of the above suggestions... Answer the door in mesh clothes, explain about your 'nude yoga' or naked scientology mediation session, then have the phone (alarm) set to interrupt you. You have to sound convincing so you have believe it. It's easier to believe when it is not a lie - so start practicing Buddhist nude oil massage and Naked Zen meditation today.

Hope you enjoy my suggestions and advice... Kelly (sunbuns).

P.S. I have lived too many years in Asia and now I spend so much time in Hawaii -- where East and West mix so well ... so I guess I have been indoctrinated - one way or another.

The spirit is willing but the flash is week day and weekend!

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One aspect of the CMNM lifestyle (sexual preference) is just how and where such kinds of experiences actually occur.


There are three broad categories for how and where CMNM occurs --


1) planned situations where both parties involved, the clothed man (males) and naked ones are participating willingly and in predetermined locations (such as a bar, Pride event, male strip club, male lap-dancing, or private group sex parties. Some examples are nude nights at some gay bars, or stripping contests, or amateur strip nights, or hiring a nude escort or sex 'massage' escort (not to be confused with a real licensed masseur or massage therapist). Some are these 'planned' CMNM events are a part of a larger men's gathering or nude or sexual retreat - CMEN, Burning Man, or Street Festival (Southern Decadence in New Orleans or Dore Alley Fair in Cisco).
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area - so it's not clearly definable).. In these only ONE of the two manipulates (or at least it appears that one side is cognizant and the other side is ignorant (or innocent) of 'planning' or 'willingly' participant in sexually stimulating their counterpart. So the exact environment or conditions are very important but also very unique and specific to the situation (like good timing while visiting your Uncle's home, etc) so that one male can either be nude or be the clothed one who enjoys seeing the nude male in a place where nudity may or may not be expected. One essential determining factor is whether power/control and whether the sexual arousal is experienced by both (Clothed or Nude) participants and more definitely whether or not it is a voluntary act or coerced or forced on the other party (by force, persuasion or manipulation that physical or psychological or social or even some combinations of all three.


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3) accidental or unintended CMNM experiences (like when someone opens a toilet stall door and exposes a naked (or masturbating/erect guy), or getting locked out (pushed out) of a hotel room by college buddies, etc... ). There are all kinds of variables that come into play and thehuge extremes in the level of conscious and unconscious sexual turns-on with all of these variations. the subtleties or the directness (blatantness) are different for every purpose and every person.

Certainly, one aspect of CMNM involves flashing.


　　　　Flashing is a form of exhibitionism - from mild to wild to extreme - exposing one's body, specifically the genitals and/or buttocks (or breasts in women) to another person or group of people (who may or may not be clothed). Mild forms of it are 'accidental exposure' or peekaboo flashing -which are so very common among some social groups and situations -- so much so that it is absolutely NOT　even regarded as any form of 'sexual' behavior at all - especially in some circles or subcultures.
　　　　Peekaboo flashing often takes the form of nudity at college boy dorm and social events or frat parties, nudity at sporting events, rock concerts and public events where young and often drunk people gather to 'have fun'. But it also exists on a more personalized basis .. such as between college dorm roommates or when regular handymen or deliverymen come to a person's house (sometimes repeatedly) and some accidental exposure to (male) nudity occurs. There are legions of stories -- many probably urban legend -- about the voyeuristic adventures of pizza delivery boys, UPS truck drivers, and newspaper delivery boys - some of which they have documented (in blogs, Youtube, porno, etc) but more they themselves often are actually the targeted brunt of someelse's desire getting naked-for-the-pizza-guy prank. I have a strong feeling that many times such 'jokes' actually have latent homoerotic desires or sub-currents underlying the 'urge' to strip or to have someone stripped.


　　　　Why then would getting the guys naked or panstied or teabagged be the NUMBER ONE
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hazing or college party pranks for seemingly millions of boyish breeder-types (twinks and young college or NON-college men up to age 30 or so). Spend some time searching YouTube or similar sites (or more blatantly risque or explicit video-sharing sites) to get a better idea of what I am talking about.
The following is a written interaction about how to flash a plumber. It was originally posted on DickFlash (a publically accessible discussion forum) on January 14, 2008. Within it, you can find some of the basic issues and nuances of what CMNM experiences are all about. One of the discussion participants on DickFlash posted this message and request on January 14:
"This guy came about two weeks ago to work on my sink in my kitchen. He had the plumber's crack thing going on, but in a good way...he has a nice ass. I know he's married with kids, but he was very talkative and friendly. I want to know how to "accidentally" flash him. I'm not sure the "I have to take a shower..." thing is going to work. I need something more subtle. The thing is, short shorts aren't really in fashion these days, or I would slip a pair on and let my balls "accidentally" fall out or spread my legs open, etc. Any suggestions?"
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often really put them into practice.... so take what I say with a huge grain of salt. By way of further 'excuse-making', let me explain -- I don't live alone (4 people together) and so can't arrange 'things' so easily for workmen or delivery men flashes. But here are some suggestions... and some advice.


1. The baggy shorts (not just shorty shorts ) or mesh shorts might be one option - You can wear them or sit so that he can look up them (or see through them) and carry on your 'friendly' banter. If you just act like you don't know any about what he's seeing it would probably work.. but if you are like me.. it's the being seen that is the arousing part.


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Nude Wrestling: Is it male bonding, homoeroticism, or just guys being athletic?


For me, thinking of nude wrestling brings back some powerful memories. It never started out as nude wrestling, but it often turned out to become that. A college buddy - who was supposedly str8t and I would always get into a wrestling match after every time we got drunk -- it might be after a Saturday night's college party (we tended to give one or go to one every weekend), or it might be on Sunday afternoon when he and his girlfriend, my dorm mate (we had tiny private rooms) and I played cards and drank wine throughout the afternoon.


Eventually, as we got sotted, he and I would challenge each other to a wrestling match that always started in our underwear (I didn't freeball then like I do now). The object of the wrestling match often was to tear off the other guy's briefs. Our spectators just cheered us on and it is truly a wonder that I didn't get caught with my a big hardon because I really had a crush on him -- but it was more like I wanted to 'be' him than just be with him sexually. So that's what nude wrestling means to me .. it's kind of homoerotic, but it's about asserting your masculinity or manhood in a strange kind of way and bonding physically with another guy - -whether he's gay or str8t doesn't really matter. Actually, I can't really say I've ever had the same feelings toward a gay man and haven't actually wrestled a gay man in the nude -- I mean --- sex comes into the picture long before we get around to wrestling.


These events happened during my junior-year-abroad in France. Patrice was studying judo at the time so he would usually get the upperhand in our sweaty wrestling matches - so I didn't actually get to pull off his briefs or expose his cock very often -- maybe that's why I kept trying [grin.]When we had a party, I was typically the one who got the drunkest and acted rather strange (I came from a rather puritanical, family)- like taking off some or most of my clothes, or climbing trees and telephone poles. Patrice and his girlfriend were the ones who helped me get back home and I would find myself in my own bed without any clothes on later the night or the next morning. I always really wondered which one of them enjoyed 'taking care' of Le Petit (as they used to call me).


One of the hottest (and nostalgically regretful) memories for me about those wrestling days in university (in France) was the time after one of our more intense wrestling bouts that Patrice told me privately in the dorm kitchen (where his girlfriend and my roomie could not heard) that he wanted to fuck my ass: 'You know what? - I'd fuck you in the ass.' I just joked about it, and replied that there was no way he was going to get my ass, and then passed it off as if it were nothing but I dreamed for years about what would have happened if I had taken him more seriously.
It scared me because I knew how strongly I was attached to him emotionally and how much physically attractive he was. I had just come out to myself (and to other guy - my dorm mate). Shortly after that incident, our wrestling matches ended - perhaps from our having reached some kind of irrevocable turning point, and also it was about time for me to return home. Another memory was the time that we all went out in early May to the beach (I was studying in Montpellier), I ended up getting one of the worst sunbuns I've ever had despite it being a partly cloudy spring day -- Patrice and his girlfriend brought me home, took off all my clothes (I was conscious but in great pain), and rubbed me with burn cream and kept me warm and with plenty of liquids -- if I had not been in so much pain I would have been excited beyond belief to have Patrice rubbing my body-- as it was I was scorched and grimacing in pain - nothing pleasurable about it.
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I visited him in France years later - he is married, has two children and teaches English in high school. At this point, we've sort of lost contact, but this posting brought back memories of those idyllic days.


If you like nude wrestling, frottage, Spartan love and then take a look at the full site (where the pic above is hosted).http://www.heroichomosex.com/
 
Finding pics of freeballing
I wish it were easy to tell you where to find photos of men in uniform. While there are some sites devoted to sexual activities of military men - I don't actually really collect those and won't be posting them here - -since that's not what this site is about. I don't know of any one source that would have so many photos of men in uniform (who are freeballing) - unless you are willing to pay to join (which I am not).
I found these in various places: Yahoo groups, also just by searching Google images, others were mixed in with some other photos -- like someone's private gallery on their personal web page. Justusboys.com allows members to keep up to hundreds of photos to share with others (a free service). You sometimes run across a few in the amateurs self-postings or discussion boards, such as dudesnude.com


It took a bit of searching and also over an extended period of time.
What I typically do is to save photos I run across on the net by category (or even in multiples categories - like a red head, military guy in uniform who is freeballing (or exposing). I have different folders for main categories and then make sub-folders. I tend to like photos that are realisitic with guys who are genuinely engaged in whatever they're doing -- whether freeballing while shopping or strolling through town or goofing off in the lockerroom, or pulling some antics -- like mooning at a frat party, etc. I also tend to get stimulated by one (or two) certain categories so I'll look for and save those types of photos for a while -- that's what's happened recently with uniforms and guys in boardshorts. I also have a pretty large collection of guys in sports -- both on an off the field (I don't mean porn but mostly real photos of athletes in action, partying, horsing around in the lockeroom,etc) -- but something like that is easier to find a whole website devoted too -- such as http://www.gaysports.co.uk/
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Freeballing crosses lifestyle, and gender orientation barriers


Freeballing may remind us of the tension / difference between gay and straight but it is something that brings us together more than it separates.
The interaction on the discussion threads illustrates something I really love about freeballing.com -- I find that freeballing.com is one of the few sites on the Internet as a 'virtual community' and may also be one of the few actual 'communities' where men of all ages, gender preferences and persuasions (including moral and religious) freely mix and interact -- where, for the most part, there is little moralizing or discrimination one way or another.


But again, it may have more to do with how you perceive yourself and your own identity (sexual and beyond). While it may not be readily obvious, what appears to be "conflicts" between members are for the most part handled in a fairly mature and progressive manner.

The real nature of human gender identity and the complexities of male sexuality all come into play here. But no one is blasting away with "I hate faggots" or accusing straight men of being anything else just because we all freeball or show off our sexuality or bond with the people with whom we have a strong affection. I know I'm intellectualizing -- so let me try to make it less academic but still get my point across -- if I can. Freeballing is an act of freeing yourself (at least from one point of view that sounds simplistic -- however, it may be a lot more and a more significant kind of self-liberating act. I think one of the reasons it is considered an alternative practice is because it represents also freeing oneself from the unnatural boundaries forced upon us about our sexual/emotional identities as men in society that is rapidly evolving. By all rights, somehotwink and hungteenfb have NO obligation to try to defend their relationships with their cousins (or younger friends or whomever). I am glad that they do and can -- that is one of the values of this discussion board. I think we should all listen to what people are saying (believe me - it is hard to write in a few sentences enough to explain), and not try to interpret what they are not saying.

I just know that I can get on a philosophical high horse and come across like an academic geek sometimes when I get started writing - especially if I feel I am championing justice and liberty -- that's what we should call it -- libertyballing -- taking up and defending one's right to freeball and fraternalize -- bonding with one's band of fellow men - irrespective of age and without the necessity of any sexual gratification (not 'fraternize' - that's something different.) [ Sorry this probably belongs in a separate blog entry but I'm too lazy/rushed to that now.]



Cross-cultural Perspective on Freeballing


I wonder how many other national costumes or traditional clothes allow for freeballing?

I've spent a lot of time in Japan and a few other countries where the national costume -- kimono or yukata (light summer informal kimono with fundoshi (loin cloth)) (at least it remains one of the traditional ways that some people dress --especialy for festivals or typical Japanese cultural events) does make freeballing sort of accepted.
As I said in an earlier post (Scottish singer in a kilt), I wonder how many national / native or traditional costumes make it easy (or not) to freeball and perhaps to catch a glimpse. We've seen that many guys wearing kilts do not have anything on underneath.

I have lived at times in Japan and still have strong connections to it. I find the kimono and in particular the yukata give a great opportunity to freeball. The traditional kimono, which is really as formal nowadays as a tuxedo and not worn very often at all, does not work out very well for freeballing -- mainly because it is worn for ceremonial events and people are not likely to move around much. The kimono is also worn tightly bound and can have several undergarments and belts (obi) so that it is not likely to come open. Damn, it must even be difficult to take a leak or squat to use the bathroom. However, the yukata is quite a bit different. It is a casual summer kimono-like one piece outfit -- typically worn for festivals and as night wear / indoor wear at hotsprings resorts and fine hotels.


Traditionally, Japanese men (and there are some people who do still) wear the yukata and its shorter version (the happi coat) as casual wear -- although mostly it is only during the summer and fall festivals, but a few for daily wear especially during the hot humid summer season. Under the yukata -- and sometimes ONLY without even the yukata-- is worn the traditional Japanese loincloth called the "fundoshi." It is not exactly underwear because it can be worn as swimwear or beach wear, as festival gear, and as an undergarment for a yukata (or kimono). Normally, only men wear a fundoshi, but some guys think it is very sexy for women to wear them .. so you sometimes see women in porno wearing a fundoshi.

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Fundoshi is not really about freeballing -- it is a wrap that curls up from behind and under and can even tightly bind your balls, but it certainly does not leave much to the imagination once in place. There are a couple of styles - -the one for festivals is often twisted into a knotty rope like a thong and rides up the crack of your ass. Other style leave a hanging cover of the front so it's a bit hard to see the guy's encased mound of cock and balls, but this flying droop moves and floats around so you do get a view sometimes.


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I'm not Japanese and don't have much chance to wear a yukata or fundoshi, but I have an acquaintance in Japan who has been after me to try them. He is a Buddhist priest who is about 35, married with two small children. The place I stay is just next door to the temple so he invariably invites me over when he knows I am in Japan. Perhaps he is just trying to be nice by introducing me to traditional Japanese culture -- Japanese are not very big on evangelical Buddhism (although I hear it does exist). On a recent trip to Tokyo, he insisted on measuring me for a yukata and told me he would have onr made for me and then show me how to wear it and we would go to a fireworks festival wearing a yukata. While he was measuring me, he got down on his knees in front of me (apparently in total innocence) but it sure made me wonder. He first had me pull off my trousers and then he measured about my waist and hips while I standing there in a bare of almost mesh semi see-thru boxers. I had to pull my t-shirt down over the front to conceal what could have been a eyeful of my semi-freeballing. The next day he came running up to me again and wanted to measure me again -- he thought he might have made a mistake so it surely did get me to questioning his motives. For now, I will assume he has only my "cross-cultural" education at heart and nothing else. I do have to say that it will be interesting if he wants to teach me how to wear a fundoshi next!

There are a few different types of 'fundoshi' style (Japanese loincloths). I guess you might say they are more like "freebutting" instead of freeballing, but what the hell, I think they look pretty cool. This photo above shows a guy's full body tatoo (irezumi) -- still quite popular with a certain segment of the Japanese -- it was strongly associated with gangsters (yakuza) but less so nowadays. Notice the twisted rope effect in the crack of his fundoshi -- wonder what that feels like -- maybe it helps keeps his semi-hard so that the spectators can enjoy the festival "show" even more. You can see different lengths of "happi" coats in this pic-- so the fundoshi is not really meant to be covered up -- although it can serve as underwear -- it is more like a 400 year old Japanese Speedo bikini or gym shorts.
 



Getting Freeballing and Flashing Confused?


Something that is super cool for me is freeballing AND some peekboo flashing at the same time. One thing about thie Freeballing.com site/group is that I don't think we are ever going to resolve the controversy/confusion about what is just plain freeballing and what is flashing/exposing/exhibitionism.. but it's not really necessary to make that divide clear.. we should be celebrating what makes us more alike than different. There is something very hot about guys in boards shorts, especially those without shirts and who are clearly freeballing. When they are confident, proud of their bodies -- not afraid to show of their assets -- they are at the most masculine. I don't think you'd need to be gay to find such guys attractive -- at least you'd want to hang out with cool guys like that.

Freeballing as Fetish
Is freeballing for me a type of more or less 'innocent' flashing -- like the way a woman might show cleavage or wear a mini-skirt and high heels?
I have my own way to freeball and enjoy a bit of peekaboo flashing. My cargo pants and a pair of shorts have a short belt with clip buckle across the front that can be adjusted so I can control how much they sag without falling off. So if I'm in a flashing mode or the mood hits me, then I can unzip a bit and get ready for those who having probing eyes.

Peekaboo Flashing as a fashion statement or fetish?

I mean most people are never going to see anything -- so I am NOT flashing them against their will [I don't get off on doing that - -although I do not take offense when someone does it to me ]. Most peoples' eyes just don't follow a guy's crotch line UNLESS they are interested. It's when I notice their interest that I can act accordingly.. I can simply pull up my shirt a bit and give an interested observer (as you probably guess having guy's watch is more of a turn on for me) an half-inch or maybe more of peekaboo skin. If they really show interest, then they can get a real eyeful just by my stretching way up and turning around and bending over -- half a crack is exposed. In this form of stealth exhibitionism, I can be careful about who gets to see without offending anyone. Yet, I can please those whose eyes have sought out my crotch (or butt) so that they can actually find what they want to see.

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Walking the dog is where I do most of my freeball showing off. Most mornings I head out the door at 7:00am with my pet on a leash in these see-thru sports shorts. It seems that very few people even actually notice, but once in a while somebody takes a second look. The view is subtle enough that you can't really be sure of what you're seeing except in the right light and then it may take a second look to confirm that they really did see what they thought they say, but that time I'm walking further down the street. So far I've not had anybody chase after me to double check. It's a great feeling freeballing and then having a bit of thrill from the possibilitiy of being seen adds the excitement. I know not every freeballer is doing so to be seen but I can't imagine that guys who wear no underwear can be totally oblivous to the fact that other people will notice the bounce of flesh of their pants.


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I know flashing is something more than freeballing and not everyone who visits and participates in this site and in freeballing may personally approve or ever consider it, but accept the fact that some people freeball because it is only one layer away from liberating nudity -- that doesn't mean real exhibitionism -- like jacking off or abusing someone's innocence. Actually I don't have the guts (or should I saw balls) to really flash an 'innocent' person and I wouldn't want to anyway -- although I do go to nude beaches and there are other places to look at nude and semi-nude people and be seen - -lockerrooms, changing in and out of uniforms or at recreation areas. But it turns me on sometimes and gives me a real high -- when I am freeballing to be 'barely dressed' - almost naked under my clothes -- so the loose fit, sagging pants and open fly give me that feeling. If I were ever to encounter somebody who showed interest, then I might be able to pull up my shirt a bit and give 'em a bit of skin.



It is a world apart and great place to be yourself- freeballing or whatever. I am always about half naked (if not completely) when I am spending time on the Big Island. I was in Kailua-Kona in early August and wore some short, see-thru shorts while walking around town late at night. It was cool - except one dude walked by and then turned around said "Hey, dude. You should go put on some pants." I just smiled because it meant he'd been looking and had also looked back at my ass too after he passed.. so I think that fact caught up with him -- he realized he'd been looking at a guy's crotch so I guess he had to call me on it to justify himself.


Idolizing Masculinity through Freeballing
Take guys in the military, for instance -- there must be a great feeling about the camaraderie of being together and facing the possibility of danger/risk of war.. surely that brings guys to share a lot and want to share the same .. so I imagine soldiers and sailors talk about wearing underwear or not, and a lot of cool stuff. I found this collage on the net and while we can't be sure of their freeballing, it sure looks like they are enjoying being close -- freeballing together under those shorts would make them feel even closer.


Seeing friends bathe or your buddies changing into and out of athletic gear without worrying about who was looking or being ashamed of showing off their bodies (genitals are just one part of our bodies -- so why do they get such a bad rap ?). There are not enough models in our societies --especially the US -- but I think there are some other cultures where friends being nude together is not such a big deal and gives nobody any grief -- nor do they suffer any. If this situation were in Europe -- these guys who swim together might very be naked and enjoying it all the same.



 
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I don't really have a fetish about sleep, but I think a guy who is sleeping sometimes turns out to be even more sexually attractive from the very fact that he appears innocent and vulnerable. I have a recent story (posted on my blog) about getting very excited while sleeping next to a hot 19 year-old guy who had given every indication of being interested in me and my body. It was one of those long sleepless nights next to a hot man -- where you are borderline asleep, but mostly awake, and trying every which way to cop a feel, grab some ass or put your stiff prick up next to his crack. I don't really think Tai was so innocent because of his mannerisms, and the way he contrived the circumstances, but I did manage to respect his vulnerability. Although if he really WAS awake for part of my ministrations, he certainly is wiser in the ways of male-male bonding -- especially when sleeping to an older man in a camp cabin.


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Sat, April 10, 2010 - 5:35 PM

When you see men in uniform, there is also something that also come to mind immediately - completely naked man. It is what completes in the picture or situation because if a guy is in uniform then it means he also get out of it.


That, gentlemen, is the nuts and bolts (smile) of what CMNM is about: Clothed Male / Naked Male (some call it a fetish - I don't see it that way.)


Without a naked man in the equation a clothed male is.. well...just a man in a uniform (or some other casually selected set of textile coverings). When you put a naked guy (or several of them) in with a uniformed man or men, then you have created an erotically (homoerotically) charged situation and a highly sexually provocative scene. Just take a gander at almost any commercial porn studio to see how important that connection is to creating sexual tension and excitement.


In almost all the listed uniforms in the poll, there is the possibly, and sometimes the actual naked male counterpart. It's kind of like: Ying and Yang. I really can't have one with the other.
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Clothed Male (in uniform) - Naked male(s) - potentially (also sexual partners or who share a sexual or psycho-sexual encounter):



Firefighter - victims/homeowners, the person he rescues
Police and Law Enforcement -- either the criminal or the victims
Sailor (other sailors, superior officer (clothed / sailor (squab) - naked) or merman, pirates, fisherman (whom he helps or rescues), swimmers, boatmen,
Pilot - stewards, flight attendants, his first office, navigators, passengers
Doctor - patients, athletes, or recruits needing 'inspecting' physically
Military - the enemy, the occupied, the native population, subordinates, or superior officers, trainers / trainees
Construction worker - the Boss, Foreman, fellow workers, employers, person who is hiring or paying the job (landlord / property owner)
UPS Man office or homeowner)


In almost every case, it's not simply the existence of the clothed (uniformed) male that is only important, but it's the juxtaposition - whether in our minds or imaginations - or in actually reality - like a naked suspect being cleaned up before jail incarceration (Rambo: First Blood - Sylvester Stallone, for example) that sparks out sexual excitement when we see a man in uniform.


Obviously, it is more complex than that. There are other social constructs of masculinity, real and symbolic power, authority, discipline, allegiance, decorum, camaraderie, etc...along with the purely physical ones of appearance.

But the phenomenon of CMNM as a strong basic element in male homo-eroticism cannot be overlooked. It's seems obvious upon deep reflection but we tend to focus on one tall tree instead of understanding the forest or more important the earth (dirt), air (wind), rain, and sunshine that are not so perfectly obvious but equally vital to the tree's very existence and to its very definition (meaning).


For more info on CMNM, visit our blog, guysn2cmnm.blogspot.com Guys Into CMNM
our social networking groups, see info at: www.webjam.com/cmnm/web/ CMNM Webjam
or the CmNm pages on Wikispaces cmnm.wikispaces.com
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[This story is re-published by permission of the author, bradjup, from the discussion board at Dickflash.com]


I went to my usual Friday hangout after work, the sex club at 330pm is pretty much dead so i get to strip naked and surprise the handful men that show up, mainly older.


Only 4 men when i arrived so i stripped and walked around, they were surprised to see a young man walking around with just tennis shoes on, i kept walking and hiding from them. At some point one approached me from behind and ran his finger through my ass crack i turned around and looked and he was already on his knees wanting to suck me.
I am not into getting sucked to much so i turned around to the other side and then i felt his mouth on my buttocks and opened my ass cheeks and started rimming. I love getting my ass licked so i couldnt stop him but after a while i wanted more so i went to the patio and he followed me. i got on top of a wood table on all fours, with my ass in full view. He came behind and started to rim.
A few seconds later we heard the door that goes to the patio open and one of the other men was there. I was moaning from the pleasure, and the look on his face was great when he saw me out there in full daylight getting my butthole eaten. He came by to look closer and separated my butt cheeks while the other dude rimmed me then touched my cock and nipples.
All of a sudden the door open again and this young asian dude shows up in the patio and sees the whole scene and comes down to get a good look. I just enjoy it and moan, i am so turned on that i dont even touch my self to avoid cumming. One of the two men that work there, also shows up but he sits far away and just looks while he is on his break.
I stop and leave while they all follow me inside to where the main tv is and there is another man there watching it, i climbed on a table there and the scene repeats, then i lay on my back while i am getting rimmed fingered, fondled, by these men. The one that was rimming me then cums.
Then this kind of weird thing happened, i really had to go to the bathroom, so i leave but still getting followed so i go into a bathroom stall and one of the men goes into the next. There are huge holes on the stall walls so they can see everything.
I really had to shit so i warned the guy but he says he wants to watch me, i had to do it standing since i don't like sitting on those seats so he saw everything and another dude that was standing there watched too. i felt embarrassed and wiped and left.
The Asian dude was outside and fondled my ass and showed me his cock already with a condom. I never get fucked but the two other voyeurs were coming to look for me and as i saw them come i inserted the Asian guy's penis in my ass with an ahhh.
The guys came and fondled me again and in less than a minute i came.
It was a kind of bizarre and intense experience but i haven't felt that exposed in a long time.
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This blog is devoted to experiences, stories, advice, discussions (at least to save them from being deleted or disappearing), information, links to other Net resources, and (maybe) visual media for guys who are into (n2) CMNM - clothed male-naked male scenes. Not everyone who is interested in or turned on by the CMNM scene is gay, bi, or curious. CMNM is not simply a homosexual form of behavior. Actually, there are plenty of straight guys, who consciously or even subconsciously get some satisfaction from being naked or clothed with other naked men. Maybe they are just horny or starved for affection. There are also women who are turned on or intrigued by reality of a man being naked in front of clothed men and/or clothed women (or the reverse). Whether this nakedness is natural, socially acceptable, expected, forced on them, or totally exhibitionist, it generally involves either sexual arousal for the naked guy or the clothed guy(s) watching or for both. Such is the magic of this complicated scene - CMNM.


It's really a sexual preference lifestyle issue, but some would call it a sexual fetish or perversion. However, in many ways, male nudity permeates almost all aspects of male-to-male relationships and influences the nature of masculinity and what it means to be a man. Men use nudity and exposure of body parts or genitals to communicate affection, friendship, camaraderie, power /control, and even distain or disgust. Being aware CMNM scenes and being turned on by them is subconscious for most males. We're just a select few who have recognized it as a separate way of psycho-sexual interaction and, for some personal or social stimulation. Once you think more deeply about it, you'll be able recognize and see its effects in buddy-to-buddy friendships, sports and athletic camaraderie, male-bonding and growing up, rites of passages for young males, social events, public and private clubs and social organizations, schooling, and especially in the past - even the constant girl-chasing pack mentality of romance, male lust (and sex) and the antics and rituals associated with those. More recent acceptance of gays in society has meant that 'guy-chasing' and the behaviors around that once secretive activity are becoming more known. So CMNM (like CFNM - "clothed female-naked male") is becoming a recognized category of human sexual activity.
---------- The above amateur photos were forwarded in a group email message ---------- From: atitlan on his [ymna2] Yahoo group.











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Popular Urban Legend: This was originally posted on JustusBoys.com by HazeMaster

A naive young newbie on his first job is tricked by his buddies into thinking he is scheduled for an annual physical.
His pals send the rookie to an empty examination room after the Employees' Health staff has left for the afternoon.A "doctor" arrives, tells the greenhorn to strip, and begins a routine physical. The "doctor" tells the newbie to sit on the examination table doggie style while he administers a thorough and extensive anal probe. The newbie can't see what's going on behind him, and has no idea of the varied objects the "doctor" is inserting up his butt hole. Meanwhile, a security camera is recording the exam, and the rookie's pals are cracking up watching the show on closed circuit TV. After the rectal work-up, the "doctor" milks the newbie's dick to get a smear of pre-cum for a slide (or 2 or 3). The "doctor" tells the greenhorn the pre-cum looks suspicious, and says he'll need a semen sample. As he pumps the newbie's dick, the "doctor" asks the rookie extensive (and embarrassing) questions about his sex life: When did he first masturbate? How often does he masturbate nowadays? Has he ever masturbated with other guys? Ever have oral sex with guys? Ever have anal sex? Ever have sex with a woman? With a hooker? How did he lose his virginity? The "doctor" keeps pumping away at the newbie's dick. But no matter how many times the greenhorn shoots, the "doctor" says the semen sample isn't adequate for lab tests. Finally, when the rookie is completely drained and exhausted, and has answered all the doctor's questions about his sex life, the "doctor" says he can get dressed and leave. By this time, the guys watching the show on closed circuit TV have all jacked off, and got themselves a brand new video to play at stag parties.
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Phoenixkidd Phoenixkidd comment:
I have a huge doctor fetish, I went to my clinic for a routine check up, been going there for years but I always see a different doctor. I happened to go on a Saturday and nearly missed the appointment having slept in from a night of drinking, turns out the head doctor was in who I know is gay, I used to know somebody that used to date him, this was the first time I'd met him in person. He starts talking about John etc who I knew, then he quickly closed and locked the door, my heart started thumping, he goes, "now I would like to do a little check on other things, so he makes me do stupid stuff like Jumping jacks, knocking on knees etc,, then he casually says take off your pants, and he starts slappin on the gloves, and I said damn I am sorry I shouldda showered, he goes that ok" This was so unneccessary and I knew it, I've been going there for years, but as soon as he stuck that finger in my ass, I was instantly getting a woody and wanted more, but he quickly pulled up my pants and that was that!
I left and just couldn't believe what happened.
I wish I could see him again and this time get the 'full treatment'!



 
Naked Camping


Camping, hiking, outdoor recreation are my favorities (along with scuba diving) so freeballing goes
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without saying. When I can, I also get naked too -- even when it's not a nudist camp. Fife's Ranch on the Russian River is a great place for that - except for holidays and the weekends, it's not too crowded and there is always 'space' to get naked down on the river itself. Some of the hot springs mentioned above would be great places too. I've been a couple of times to places in California and also in Oregon. Even skinnydipped at Yosemite in crowded mid-summer season one year. I hope to go nude hiking and camping in the Anza-Borrego State Park in San Diego County this winter and again in the spring.

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Camping has such a special meaning for me because it was really while camping or at summer camp that I got to see guys my age and also older (like the adults and camp counselor) naked but it was the wholesome, good-natured expression of fun, self-confidence with one's body, and being close to other guys that was the most significant. I guess some of them were freeballing too but I don't really remember focusing on that fact. It was the skinnydipping, or changing in the tent or cabins, getting ready for bed, and sometime sleeping nude next to your buddies -- those were times that made indelible memories for me that I remember fondly. I am going camping in the desert of Southern Calif just before Christmas and will also be on the Big Island for camping -- both of which will be mostly nude.




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I used to have some land (an acre) near Pahoa, which is partly wooded and the nearest neighbors are few, so I could get nude while camping there -- we'll be there the week after Xmas. Kehena Black Sands beach is not far away -- so it is a nude mixed beach --- with a lot of people there on the weekends -- and some cool dudes who love to bodysurf naked. Just up the road is Kalani resort where I sometimes camp out.. it's not nude camping, but the pool area is clothing-optional after 5pm. So it's pretty cool. This photo reminds me of my own teenage camping trips. I guess I 'm sort of trying to relive them when I go camping now...
 
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Kalani Resort used to have campsites, but I understand they will discontinue having camping on the Retreat this summer (2014). However, there is a public campground about 3-4 miles away at Isaac Hale State Park. Kalani has a large pool with hot tubs and sauna which is clothing optional after 3pm every day. Kalani is within walking distance to Kehena Black Sands beach and that's nude all year long - very mixed set of people who hang out at Kehena -- as well as at Kalani. BTW, you might be able to get a job at Kalani -- they have a program for temporary work-stays (pays your room and board in exchange for some work).

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Some of the people I've picked up are just living for a while on the island because they can and they like the laid-back life. Actually, there are always some people staying/camping on Kehena Beach -- I guess you have to call them 'hippies' - I mean that's exactly what they look like and how they live -- most of the guys seem to let their hair grow long and they braid it and twist into a Rastafarian (sp?) reggae style. They often wear long flowing shirts with or without pants and are obviously anti-underwear - there are women too, but fewer actually live/camp on the beach -- although there are all kinds of people there, especially on the weekends. It's really cool on Sundays when dozens -- even hundreds of people gather on Kehena to dance, play music, and enjoy partying/socializing/smoking. The hippie guys and gals never hesitate to join in and love to get naked and gyrate, cavort to the ethnic beat that the drummers and other amateur musicians have gathered to improvise.

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Recently, someone asked me to list the best things I enjoy doing (or taking visitors to do/see) in Hawaii.

On Oahu

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This is the same island that Honolulu (Waikiki Beach) is found.)


0) nude swim on Waikiki Beach after midnight
1) climb up to the peak of Diamond Head Crater (closes at 5pm)
2) visit the unofficial nude beach at Diamond Head Beach (below the Lighthouse) - discretion advised
3) take the gay catamaran cruise (Sunday clothing optional) and Saturday gay but textile.
4) Maui Taco (fast food but delicious) - along with Kona Longboard draft beer (local brew) on 2nd floor of Royal Hawaiian Shopping Center.
or have mai-tai cocktails at the bar where the drink was invented
5) see street performances 9pm - midnight on main street (Kalakaua) in Waikiki
6) Spend time with local gay crowd on Queen's Surf (Waikiki Beach) not far from the Honolulu Aquarium
or play volleyball (Wed afternoons) with gay group across Hula's Bar (Waikiki Grand Hotel - on Kapahulu just near the Zoo).


Hawaii, Big Island
The sightseeing/activity/tourist spot are listed as if you were driving from Kailua-Kona (west side)
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north and around the island to Honoka'a, Hilo, Puna District,


0) snorkel (or diving) with giant manta rays (Kona-Kailua)
1)Gay (unofficial nude 'cruising' beach at Honokahau Marina, near Honokohau National Park (Preserve) 5 miles south of airport (3 miles north of Kona (also called Kailua-Kona)
2) Nude/gay Beach 67 (telephone #) on Puako-Hapuna Rd (35 miles north of N of Kailua-Kona)
3) Camp at Spencer Beach - tent spots just to a quiet beach (unless strong winds)
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4) Sushi Rock (sushi restaurant at Hawi - 50 miles north of Kailua-Kona), quaint town, live music with good local sushi on Friday night (reservation recommended)
5) spend the afternoon before in Kapa'a - (north of Hawi to visit galleries and local art works stores)
6) Waimea (western-type 'cowboy' town)
7) Waipio Canyon (a few miles from Honoka'a) great (and strenuous hike - up and down) to a wondeful coastal valley
8) Drive up Mauna Kea for great views of the Hamakua Coast (take road from Paauillo up toward Pohakea - 15-20 minutes and back)
9) Laupahoehoe Valley (giant tsunami washed away the village on the lower 'viewpoint' - commerative monuments and great rocky ocean shore with green parks)


9+1 (alternate drive from Kona to Hilo goes across the Saddle Back (the high elevation area between Mauna Kea and the slope leading to Mauna Loa - it's perfect at sunset)


10) Hilo - "Old Town"
11) Volcanoes National Park (is nice) but try to see the 'real' lava flows and huge steam cloud at
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Kalapana
12) Keheha Black Sands Beach (at milemaker #19 on Kalapana-Kopoho Beach Rd (between Hwy 130 and Hwy 132) -- Family and hippie style clothing optional beach (plenty of gay too)
Early morning - you can swim with dolphins and see whales in season (Dec-Feb (sometimes later).
13 - 2) Steam vents (natural steam sauna in caverns created by rising mineral steam) about 5 miles from Pahoa on Hwy 130
13 - 2 You'll need to stop for food (or supplies) - Be sure to check the quaint little town of Pahao - a few nice restaurant
13 - 3 Kalani Oceanside Resort - a wonderful resort and de facto community center - very gay friendly (http://www.kalani.com ) - great organic buffet meals and gift shop, regular classes (hula, yoga - sometimes 'naked yoga', and also therapeutic and holistic massage of various type. Accommodation from camp sites to nice rooms to elegant vacation villas. Walking distance from Kehena Beach (see #12 above)
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14) Kapoho warm ocean ponds (tidal pools)
15) Naalehu (drive around southern point of Big Island)
 

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TO BE CONTINUED.....
How to find a hostel
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Google will help (as you must know). It helps to try Google in various languages, especially the spelling of the city is different between specific languages.
Cologne is very different in German and French.


I found an interesting link (for Germany's hostel/backpackers) ...for example.

http://www.backpacker-network.de/home/


This site listed only two hostels (I am sure there are more), but it also has city info (listing straight bar, gay bars, restaurants and tourist spots, along with other helpful hints,).


If you don't get specific advice from anybody here, then try a more generalized travel site (esp one
Virtual Tourist, or TripAdvisor (heavily commercial),
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with travelogs or traveler's recommendations) such as TravBuddy or
TravBuddy listing for Cologne ( a sample city with a large gay community and Pride festivities)
http://www.travbuddy.com/Cologne-travel-guide-391589
Othe sites worth looking at:
http://travbuddy.com
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http://www.virtualtourist.com
http://www.TripAdvisor.com


Also the major hostel listing are at:


http://www.hostels.com
http://www.hihostels.com (Hostelling International chain)
http://www.hostels.net/ (reviews of hostels)
http://www.hostelz.com/
http://www.hostelworld.com/
http://www.hostelbookers.com/
 
The Joys of Boys while Hosteling
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I'm not a youth, but I love staying at (youth) hostels for many reasons.


Today's hostels are not just for the under-26 backpacker. You can often choose from a variety of room types (including privates or double) along with bunk beds in dorms. Some regular hotels even offer 'hostel' type rooms - such as the Hotel Gershwin in New York City.Clearly, some people think these budget accommodations / dorm-type rooms and shared baths should be called 'hostile' - like QueerAngel ( as another user on a certain site has said ). Hosteling can be uncomfortable; trying to sleep in a room with other total strangers can be problematic for some people.

However, it can also be highly stimulating for others - perhaps like me.
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Yet, comfort is not the only reason to stay somewhere, particularly not the only or the main reason for staying at a hostel.

However, if it comfort that you need while on vacation, you probably wouldn't find it at most hostels. People who love the outdoors don't expect there to be comfort on a camping trip - so that why I have said, "staying in a hostel is like camping indoors." You can find - -besides a place to stay cheaply -- group spirit, shared facilities, respect for individuality, and maybe make a new friend or two...



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These other benefits of hosteling more than make up for the lack of comfort. Not to speak of the economy, I can stay 4 nights at a night (at least) for the price of one night in a 'comfortable' hotel. Each traveler is different and has different reasons and purposes for the trip. I am NOT trying to defend hostels or deny any traveler what's important for his / her trip, just asking you recognize that one style of vacation or one kind of hotel/accommodation would not suit everyone.

I've almost never found anyone with whom I could not communicate (although I might not have actually have wanted to communicate (grin). It's like boy scout camp or a sleep-over or a college party (without the noise - hopefully).

I enjoy the camaraderie that's generated when strangers esp. travelers (often single men and
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women) bunk together - it really is more like camping than a hotel stay - so it's not for everyone. But I really enjoy my stays because I fee free to be myself (more than when I'm home or at work). I feel comfortable being the 'gay' guy who is older, wiser, and knowledgeable, and friendly.
I'm not getting 'hit' on by my roomies and wouldn't really want that (at least on the surface). I just enjoy getting to know people, talking, and sometimes getting to see them live their lives in front of me. Sometimes there is 'sexual' attraction - but typically it's not mutual. Still.. my hostel roommates once all went skinnydipping at the local public beach late one night. (4 men and 2 women).

The stay is really what you make out of it.. it can be unfriendly and lonely but normally if you
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open up to the idea and the possibilities, it can be a great time well spent. Sometimes you make a lot of friends because the group just congeals.

I have written about my 'hostel' stays in my blogs. There is never really anything 'hot' - no sex in the hostel room - but I have certainly had some great fun and got to hang out with some sexy guys and sometimes been naked together.

Next week I'll spend 4 days in a hostel - really looking forward to it.


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Let a sleeping guy lie.... erection in his sleep



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This was originally published on the Guys Into CMNM blog by sunbuns99


A World of Real (Mostly) Naked Guys (blog) has a recent post showing a Warhol-like video with a the main character naked in bed and sleeping with an erection that grows then fades. There is also a link to that blog on the right hand side bar here (the blogger has also linked back to mine).


http://www.nude-guys-world.net/article-22377559.html




This brings up another form of male-male homoerotic communication (CMNM experience) that I find to be absolutely spellbinding - especially when it is happening to me: sleeping with another guy - particularly when either I or he is nude.


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I happened to me recently when I was staying in a hostel during August. I had the 'hardest' time getting to sleep because there were mostly unclothed guys (wearing only boxers or boxer-briefs) in the bunk beds around me. I always sleep naked during the summer months, and when I am staying at a hostel - I usually do so, too. In most cases, the sheet keeps me covered but at times, I'm sure my cock - soft or erect - is plainly visible. I have found many guys at the hostels who sleep in the nude.


Chris said... (A comment made by a blog reader)
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I also sleep in the nude when I'm staying in youth hostels (as well as everywhere else). I have two other traits as well: I tend to get a hard-on in my sleep (I've been told), and I tend to throw off my blanket if it's too hot.


Youth hostels are also often very tolerant and international places, so if I happen to get up in the nude in the morning and walk over to the window in the buff to see what the weather is like, I guess people just think that's the habit in the country I'm from...
September 5, 2008 2:23 PM



 












For those who are interested, here are our members' memories of youth hostelling, and the joys of naked boys on road or rail trips.


[ Note from Kelly (sunbuns), blog editor: The stories below are from email group exchanges on the YMNA, Young Men's Nudist Association, a Google group. The longest ones are written by David or atitlan, moderator of the group. I also have written many times about this topic, and find the situations one encounters in hostels to be wonderful ways to get to know people and find out things about oneself in the process. ]
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If you wanted to travel when I was a teenager, it was either unaffordable - and lonely - hotel rooms or it was youth hostels, which were cheap and always had people to talk to. I stayed in numerous youth hostels in Britain, Germany, Austria, Italy and Israel. No two were alike. They might be a 16-bedded farmhouse in the middle of nowhere or a huge city building with dorms each holding 100. A hot shower was a luxury only some offered; at other hostels it might be a cold-water morning wash from a basin. There were chores to be done. At one mountain hostel I had to go out and gather wood so in the evening we could huddle around a welcome fire with only gas lanterns to take us to bed.


A real feeling of cameraderie could build up. Strangers became fast friends, particularly if they met up again at another hostel later on. When I was 17, I hitch-hiked up to Scotland and found myself constantly bumping into a handsome dark-haired French lad of the same age. His name was Thierry and he wanted to be a brain surgeon. One evening I persuaded him and a girl to go for a walk in the forest outside our Scottish castle hostel. I still remember the intense look he gave me and the feeling of his hand on my shoulder but we were not alone, nothing happened and we never met again.


I am not sure why you were told all Americans slept nude because that was not my experience of Americans in youth hostels. I slept nude and so did some of the others in the male dorms but most seemed to wear what we in Britain call y-fronts. These did not hide much when it was time to get up, with morning erections producing tent poles. Lying on a bottom bunk, I would find it difficult not to laugh when the top bunk occupant clambered down, his tented underwear only inches from my face. I always preferred the top bunk to sleep naked.......


The oddest thing about the dorms was the casual nudity. Because we as strangers got to know each other so quickly, we would carry on conversations in the dorm. I remember in Italy a young cyclist with a pleasant but not handsome face getting undressed while talking to me, only for this ugly duckling to turn into a swan. He was hiding a spectacular swimmer's muscled physique. He then stood there naked and full-frontal until he had finished what he wanted to tell me.


My most eye-popping experience of youth hostel nudity came when I was backpacking around Israel. I was staying next to the Dead Sea, alone in a long line of

inter-connected communal showers after a sticky day on a bus through the West Bank. Suddenly the shower room was invaded by a dozen American 16 year-olds looking very fit in their white towels. These were quickly discarded and it became clear they were far more dirty than me, covered in mud from a caving expedition. They were full of excited chatter about the events of the day. I was unsure where to look. With difficulty, I averted my gaze and got back to washing myself. Until that is I was aware of three of them crowding around and almost touching me. Please could I tell them how to turn the showers on, they had never seen a faucet like these. So I had to give them a demonstration. A testing time!


The attached pictures try to convey some of this. A few of the hostels could be old and basic, like the first photo, others might be more comfortable like the second. The third image illustrates the cameraderie. The fourth an impression of what it was like huddled together in those open showers.


atitlan



---------- Another Forwarded response to the above messages ----------


Well, thank you Fred! For those who are interested, here is my memory of youth hostelling.


If you wanted to travel when I was a teenager, it was either unaffordable - and lonely - hotel rooms or it was youth hostels, which were cheap and always had people to talk to. I stayed in numerous youth hostels in Britain, Germany, Austria, Italy and Israel. No two were alike. They might be a 16-bedded farmhouse in the middle of nowhere or a huge city building with dorms each holding 100. A hot shower was a luxury only some offered; at other hostels it might be a cold-water morning wash from a basin. There were chores to be done. At one mountain hostel I had to go out and gather wood so in the evening we could huddle around a welcome fire with only gas lanterns to take us to bed.


A real feeling of cameraderie could build up. Strangers became fast friends, particularly if they met up again at another hostel later on. When I was 17, I hitch-hiked up to Scotland and found myself constantly bumping into a handsome dark-haired French lad of the same age. His name was Thierry and he wanted to be a brain surgeon. One evening I persuaded him and a girl to go for a walk in the forest outside our Scottish castle hostel. I still remember the intense look he gave me and the feeling of his hand on my shoulder but we were not alone, nothing happened and we never met again.


I am not sure why you were told all Americans slept nude because that was not my experience of Americans in youth hostels. I slept nude and so did some of the others in the male dorms but most seemed to wear what we in Britain call y-fronts. These did not hide much when it was time to get up, with morning erections producing tent poles. Lying on a bottom bunk, I would find it difficult not to laugh when the top bunk occupant clambered down, his tented underwear only inches from my face. I always preferred the top bunk to sleep naked.......


The oddest thing about the dorms was the casual nudity. Because we as strangers got to know each other so quickly, we would carry on conversations in the dorm. I remember in Italy a young cyclist with a pleasant but not handsome face getting undressed while talking to me, only for this ugly duckling to turn into a swan. He was hiding a spectacular swimmer's muscled physique. He then stood there naked and full-frontal until he had finished what he wanted to tell me.


My most eye-popping experience of youth hostel nudity came when I was backpacking around Israel. I was staying next to the Dead Sea, alone in a long line of

inter-connected communal showers after a sticky day on a bus through the West Bank. Suddenly the shower room was invaded by a dozen American 16 year-olds looking very fit in their white towels. These were quickly discarded and it became clear they were far more dirty than me, covered in mud from a caving expedition. They were full of excited chatter about the events of the day. I was unsure where to look. With difficulty, I averted my gaze and got back to washing myself. Until that is I was aware of three of them crowding around and almost touching me. Please could I tell them how to turn the showers on, they had never seen a faucet like these. So I had to give them a demonstration. A testing time!
 
Anyhow, I got to the clearing and found a tree that had branches low enough that I could jump up, grab it and start climbing. I took all my clothes off. I put my socks in my shoes and tied them together, and threw them up into the tree. They caught on a branch about 12 feet up. I tied my jeans in a knot and wrapped them around a rock and then threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch almost 20 feet up. Then I did the same with my T shirt. It wound up just above my shoes.




My underpants were next. I wrapped them around a rock and threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch just above my jeans.? I was now totally naked with all my clothes up in a tree. ?? I had given a lot of thought as to how I would chain myself, so as to give myself maximum "exposure".







If I just chained my hands behind my back, I could bend over or

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kneel down and keep myself covered, and of course, that would not do. I wanted to be fully exposed when the scouts came by. So I decided I would chain myself to another tree. I also figured out that if I just wrapped my arms around the tree, only my bare bottom would be exposed. So I figured out that if I got on my hands and knees, backed up to the tree and fastened my ankles
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together around the tree, then leaned back and chained my wrists behind me and around the tree, I would be a kneeling position and fully exposed , with no hope of covering any part of me. So I backed up to the tree, and while I was getting my ankles chained, my bottom was rubbing against the rough bark and getting me kinda excited. I finally got my ankles chained, straightened up and after much effort, got my wrists around the tree and chained.








I then realized that I would not be able to get loose without some help. I had to wait, chained naked to that tree, for almost an hour,all the time trying to think of what to say when they found me. About an hour later, I heard them coming along the trail, and I started getting a little scared. I really did not know what they would do. When the first of them came into the clearing, he just stopped and stared at me. Then the others saw me and they all came over and just stood around looking at me.




I told them some guys had caught me riding my bike and

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pantsed me, and then threw all my clothes in the tree. All this time they just stood there and looked at me, most of them smiling and snickering. I also noticed that a couple of them were getting woodies, seeing me naked and chained like that. And being the only one there that was naked and chained to a tree with a bunch of older boys staring at me was getting me excited too, and my dick started to get hard too. They finally got me loose, and when I started to stand up I kinda stumbled from being chained up like that for so long, and 2 of them grabbed my arms to help hold me up.






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Wow! Two older guys, fully clothed and me naked, holding me up. (one of them had his hand on my bottom) With 12 other guys looking at me. By this time I had a full hard on. Just couldn't help it. I was so excited. The best was yet to come. Nobody offered to get my clothes out of the tree, so that meant I was going to have to climb the tree, totally naked, with all 14 boys watching me. I walked over to the tree, and turned around so that I was facing them. I jumped up and tried to grab the lowest limb, but I couldn't reach it. After trying a couple times, with my dick flopping up and down with each try, two of them came over and held their hands cupped together so I could stand on them and they could boost me up and grab the limb.





I got a hold of it and hung there, fully stretched out so

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everything was showing. Then I lifted my legs and hooked them over the limb, kinda spread out so that my asshole was in full view. I think I even tried to pucker it a little. After hanging like that a bit, I swung up and started climbing, making sure I stopped a little every time I was fully stretched out or spread out. I also had to scoot along some of the limbs, dragging my balls and bottom along the rough bark. I sure couldn't get dressed up in the tree, so I as I reached each article of clothing, I dropped them on the ground.





When everything was on the ground, (I was at the highest point


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in the tree), I started to (slowly) work my way down, again stopping every so often and spreading my legs. I finally got down to the last limb and swung down, again holding on and hanging there as long as I could. When I dropped down, I "stumbled" and fell over backwards with my legs going up over my head. Then I got up and started getting dressed. And not one of them took his eyes off me until I finally pulled up my pants.
 
A certain kind of CMNM experience
This experience was originally posted by Bill Williams to another group. It was subsequently distributed on the Thorngay Yahoo group mailiing list on January 27, 2008. It represents one boy's sexual development (into manhood) that is heavily centered about being exposed to other males, particularly in situations of helplessness (an important sub-theme for some CMNM enthusiasts NOTE: the photos were added (by this author: sunbunz - since Bill did not (and could NOT (LOL) provide his own).
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[From thorngay Y! Group]

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There were enough [good] responses to my first email and the brief summation of some of the things I did to myself as a teen that I will now post my "Boy Scout Story" [supposedly all true. ]



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I first realized I was an exhibitionist at a very early age, even tho I did not know what the word meant. I started out running out the back door and around a tree in the back yard in just my underpants. I don't know if it was the exhibitionist in me coming out, or if it just felt good running around like that, or just because it was "naughty". ?? Of course, I progressed to doing the same thing completely naked, and I really liked doing

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that; something more daring? ?I would sneak into my sister's room once in awhile, when nobody was home, and would put on some of her underpants and walk around the house that way. I even swiped a diaper off the neighbor's clothesline and would put that on, sometimes walking outside wearing just the diaper. Pretty soon tho, that became "old stuff", and I wanted to do something else, something more daring!





When I got a little older I was allowed to ride my bike away from my house, as long as I stayed within a mile or 2, even in the early evening.




There was a forest preserve about a mile from my house, that had a river running through it. During the day, there was hardly anyone in the park, just 1 or 2 people fishing sometimes. I would ride over there, go behind some bushes and take off my pants and underpants, and ride along the path wearing just a long T shirt. That was really neat, especially when I would meet someone on the path and have to really be careful not to stand up and show that I didn't have anything on under my T shirt. I had some really close calls, but that just made it more fun.







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I progressed to riding my bike home like that, especially in the early evening. Sometimes, just as it was getting dark and just as a car was passing me, I would stand up, baring my butt just as the car passed me. That, too, soon got to be old stuff. Then I got the idea that it would be really neat if someone would see me totally naked. I guess that is when I progressed from being a little nudist to a full fledged exhibitionist. I would go near the end of the woods near the highway, take off all my clothes and walk along a path, jumping into the bushes if I though I heard someone coming. (Never saw anyone, tho). Then I would turn back, go right to the edge of the trees and when I saw a bunch

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of cars coming, I would run across the clearing, stark naked, until I was sure they saw me, then back in to the woods, get my clothes, get dressed, and go home.








One day I saw a school bus with a bunch of kids going to camp or something, and when I was in the middle of the clearing, totally naked, I heard them shouting and laughing, and I knew a whole bus load of kids had seen me naked. I was so excited I could hardly sleep that night.That' s when it really started to get interesting. And I evolved into the "liking to be laughed at and humiliated" state of my life.







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There was a Boy Scout Camp in the forest preserve, pretty far back in. One day, I was riding my bike along a path, (completely dressed for a change), when I ran into, (almost literally), a group of them hiking along the path. They were all a little older than me. An idea began forming in the back of my head. I went back the next day, and sure enough, the scouts came along at almost the same time. I scouted (no pun intended), along the path and found a clearing that had a bunch of tall trees, some with low hanging branches, about 6 feet off the ground. I went back the next day, almost 2 hours earlier. I had a 2 "choker" dog collars that were chains with rings at either end. You would slip the chain through one of the rings and form a loop that was supposed to go over the dog's head, and when he pulled on the leash too much, the chain would kinda choke him, making him slack off. Well, if you put on hand through the loop and then made another loop at the other end and put your other hand through, your hands were pretty effectively "chained" together. If you had the right size chain, it could be really difficult to get it off, especially if your hands were chained behind your back.







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