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Cologne is very different in Germany 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 with travelogs or traveler's recommendations).


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You should take a look at such sites as TravBuddy or Virtual Tourist, or TripAdvisor (heavily commercial), TravBuddy listing for Cologne ( a sample city with a large gay community and Pride festivities)
http://www.travbuddy.com/Cologne-travel-guide-391589


Other sites worth looking at:
http://travbuddy.com
http://www.virtualtourist.com
http://www.TripAdvisor.com





 
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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
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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.


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How to find a hostel
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.
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I talked to him a lot longer today - when he came in to the room, I was lying on my back and my half hard-on was visible through the thin material of the white pj's I'm wearing. As we talked my erection went down although there was some leakage of precum he might have noticed. I even joked with him about finding a bride perhaps among his patients. Our conversation went on for a while -- at least he's not scared of being with / talking to a 'flaming pervert' as some people (on this site) seem to believe.
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The next day...


It was a nice sunny afternoon, so getting hornier as I feel better, I went out to the hospital grounds again to get naked in the sun. There cars parking nearby and some strollers, but I sat on the far bench and took off my pajama top. A bit later I pulled down my shorts and manage to get these cellphone pix. Had fun beating off in the April sunshine although most viewers couldn't see much since they were behind me, but a shirtless guy with a hand busy in his lap.
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Monday was the last of my week-long hospital stay. Young Dr.M, who I described in an earlier posting (below), had already visited me once that morning ,so I thought any chances of him seeing nude were unlikely. But - what do you know! - he came back to say he needed some photos to document how I had healed. What luck!


I was wearing my gown with nothing underneath. Of course,I knew this was my flashing opportunity come true!


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So I disrobed while on the bed right in front of him. He was very professional, but my cock started swelling up. It took him a few minutes to get the photos - mostly close-ups. By this time, my cock was nearly erect and starting to leak. I was delighted he didn't just hurry away, but stayed a couple more minutes and chatted - all the.while letting me show him my naked body, cock and balls. I think he somehow knew that this was a more intimate kind of bedside manner that this patient really needed and appreciated!


The photo at the top is how I looked from the end of the hospital bed (taken with a cellphone just after the doctor left).


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Yesterday, after that episode, I got so horny that I decided to go outside while the sun was shining and to try to get partly naked. Behind the hospital but still on its property is a small park area with benches. Trees, and an open area that adjoins the parking lot. That's where I headed mid afternoon wearing my robe and nothing else - actually a Japanese yukata (light cotton kimono-like garment)- while that in itself is not unusual, most of the ones people might sleep in are normally white with a traditional printed pattern. Mine is for casual day wear so it is a tan and beige modern design.
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The parking lot is near the back so there are not as many visitors, but instead there are pharmaceutical company salesman who park their cars there and then wait between appointments. A few of them were parked (backed in) and sitting in the driver's seat. They could probably get a look in the rear view mirrors of what I was doing. I opened the front of my robe and then started pulling on my cock until it was fully hard -- a.though I can't be sure anyone's looking, they certainly have the opportunity and that thought kept my juices flowing all evening and half the night.
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Mine is a male patients room shared with three other beds - separated by
curtains. Last night between 12-2am, I couldn't stifle the urge to beat off - but I made sure to make squishy jacking noises on my cock as I edged up and back from a final squirt when the 20-something guy in the corner bed seemed to be likely to be awake and listening ( turned over or got something to drink).
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I know it 's not much, but I am confined to my hospital for more than a week and with security cams everywhere I'm not about to flash strangers on the elevator. What I am doing now is some form of CMNM simulation. Exactly because he is a serious medical professional, there is nothing to worry about.
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I was staying in hospital for a condition that has also occurred before. I ended
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up on the same ward of the same hospital where I stayed before. Two of the attending doctor's are the same, but one is new .. young, tall, and he has a deep voice and sexy hands. It gives me a thrill when he stops by to examine me on his am/pm rounds. There really is nothing to suspect he'd be interested in one of his patients sexually. But that hasn't stopped me from fantasizing and also trying to flash him from my hospital bed. There is something horny about being physically examined daily by men in white coats! LOL especially when the nature of the illness is rather mild -- by comparison with other patients who seem to suffer a lot more. The fact that I spend time reading porn stories ( some about this very thing - medical exams) while lying hours on a hospital bed certainly enhances the mood.
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Dr. M usually makes a point to stop by twice a day...so I've been greeting him with my robe open slightly at the crotch when he has stopped the last few days so that now I'm thinking he's got the idea I like him seeing me nude. Yesterday he made an unscheduled stop in the p.m.
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When he asked about my throat, I had just a peek of my crotch showing, but then he wanted to see my ankle so I had to stretch out my leg and I am pretty sure he got a clear view of my semi erect cock when my robe
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I couldn't really look down and confirm or I'd been obliged to cover my 'accidental' exposure. He stayed a minute more, making small talk, but he was not cruising me -- at least not blatantly -- maybe he's not at all interested, but oddly enough he came back alone this a.m. after a group of doctors he was with stopped by earlier. I made a point of extending my leg to let him feel my ankle thus exposing my groin with my partly open robe. I couldn't gauge hid reaction, however. There is another young doctor who is friendly too, but it's not clear whether my showing some glimpses of penis is having any effect on him either.



 
The best way to write is find a topic that you care about and then respond. From that response may come the crystal of a idea that can easily turn into a valuable blog post. At least in your own mind, it will have value and be worth repeating, i.e,
elsewhere. Sometimes, it a matter of self-confidence, and also a realization that real writers are never born, that just develop themselves into that self-definition, but are shaped by the nature of their work and the perceived feedback (enjoyment, useful, sympathy, empathy, and exhilaration (sexual and/or emotional) of their audience)

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This comment (response to others' ideas) will now become the seed (or the whole peach) of a posting on one of my personal narrative blogs. I separate my blogs into different functions to serve my own dichotomies of thought and interests: sexual, social, political, emotional and spiritual. It's not necessary to do so, but I find that I tend to follow bloggers that stick to a theme instead of constantly changing from one mundane topic to another as if the events of life direct their consciousness, instead of the other way around.






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Starting a blog is an idea that always excites a budding or would-be writer. We all have that basic urge to leave our thoughts inscribed somewhere for posterity, an instinct akin to the one that also drives the sexual libido - at least in part, - the primordial necessity to procreate.
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Having an audience of any kind is of paramount importance as a writer whether newbie, old-timer, or one who is still craving the 'writer's experience' -- even if the audience is only one member - the blogger himself. Several commenters and other bloggers have mentioned that they write first and foremost for themselves, and often solely of themselves.

I think keeping up a blog – regularly enough to create a following audience - may very well depend on getting some kind of audience initially, or even just the possibility that afew people actually can find and are reading it.




For the dozen or so blogs, in my case [ if you can actually call them that], I use Blogger (Google's Blogspot domain), and just as frequently I also use Tribe.net, JustUsBoys.com and Tumblr. I have stopped using Typepad and Wordpress because they do not allow pornographic material but they are useful, too. Wordpress hosted on the company's own servers does not allow pornographic material.

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I actually think of those blogs as either my memory banks (places to store stuff I want to retrieve later, or 'semen deposits' - places where I store photos, stories and stuff that excited me when I saw it. Consequently, not ever so-called blog post is even text or image intended for a real audience.

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However, some people are definitely only likely to continue writing if they can get some type of feedback about their efforts and the content (albeit self-focused stories).



Therefore , I recommend that first time bloggers start out by making blog-type posts inside another social networking site (Not Facebook!). Even Xtube has a blog function, also Tribe.net is a good place to get a few people to notice and comment on your blogs -- whether they be literary narratives, simple diaries, opinionated essays, or just sharing a sexual adventure or new realization about life, or something interesting or attractive you've found in the real world or the virtual one, and even the odd rant or rage sometime. JustUsboys.com is also a widely known porn site but allows members to interact in forums and create a blog.




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Tribe.net was actually the original Facebook -- at least conceptually, and it still has a great following of alternative eggheads and potheads, along with some other truly great people, some of whom also write. It is mainly composed of many sexually liberated people who freely mix explicit sexual content along with their contemporary sentiments and sensibilities in our chaotic world(s)... Smile. I sometimes have the notion that not everyone on Tribe is from the planet Earth, me included (sly grin). Perhaps others can name some other (similar or not) places where newbie bloggers can find a niche and a sympathetic audience (sometimes by default).



I've said it often to my (imaginary) readers, and privately to dozen of non-blogging members of those sites above:
 
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[/FONT][/FONT] [FONT="verdana" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I have no idea how many times he struck me, I lost count. But when my first punishment had finally ended, he practically pushed me off his lap as if he were disgusted by me. I wound up crouching on floor, looking up at him with my tear streaked face. In that same frightening, disappointed tone, Sam told me to stand in the corner with my hands behind my head until he told me otherwise. He raised his arm and pointed to the corner next to our large picture window. Thankfully, the drapes were drawn on that window.[/FONT][/FONT]
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I picked myself up and scurried to that corner. With my nose nearly touching the wall, I laced my fingers behind my head. After several moments, I still hadn't heard a sound from Sam, all I could hear were my own fading sobs. I imagined him staring at my freshly punished bottom. I tried to picture what my butt must look like in my mind. All that made me do was focus on how badly it hurt. From then on, I couldn't stop my hips from wiggling around. I needed to rub my cheeks badly![/FONT][/FONT]
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Another thing we'd learned from that long conversation was that even now, I felt I needed to be punished from time to time. And I confessed that I loved the idea of Sam deciding when and how I would receive that punishment. That statement led to the tangent of what I thought a punishment should be. I didn't know exactly, other than a spanking, but told him I thought a punishment should hurt. It shouldn't be playful or restrained. After all, it was supposed to be a punishment.[/FONT][/FONT]
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--- On Fri, 10/10/08, atitlan sent out the photos above via his Yahoo Group [ymna2]
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The feeling was mutual -- Fred was approaching an orgasm as he continued
what he'd started. There was no way he'd stop until he'd given Mark what
he'd always wanted to. The boys' bodies rocked against each other sensually
as the ever increasing, awakening feeling of pleasure surged through them.
They worked on each other harder and harder, they were connected now. All
that could be heard were low grunts, becoming more and more frequent.

They came simultaneously, vibrating through each other -- it was electric.
The sensitivity welled up between them and they burst into each other's
mouths. Gullets open, swallowing the hot juice being expelled; they were
both intent on fulfilling the duty they had pledged.

Mark and Fred lay in the same 69 position for a good few seconds more,
their breathing slowing as it caught up with them what they'd just done.
Fred then spun round to face Mark and they kissed strongly once again,
unable to stop, their legs entangling. It had been heaven, and neither of
them wanted it to end.
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All the while, Fred was looking at the sky and only realized when Mark walked away. Must have been acting strange about earlier, he thought, still a little shaken up by Mark's seemingly unaccepting reaction earlier on. Mark made sure he was out of sight of Fred before he crouched against a tree and couldn't help but wonder if Fred had ever felt the same arousal towards him as he had. Presumably, he'd have ruled it out as an option due to him being straight and just ignored the tempta- tion. But then Mark remembered how Fred had commented a few times about his good looks, just being a good mate he'd thought, but was now recognizing that perhaps he was attracted to him.

Mark felt a sudden surge of anger that Fred had taken him for granted all
these years and raced back towards the fire and pushed Fred towards the
ground as he sat. Mark looked at his friend lying on the floor. Fred had an
expression of astonishment and fear as Mark bunched his fist and held it
ready behind his shoulder. Not a word was said even then as Mark
contemplated releasing his anger and following through.

Then, as Mark was kneeling above Fred, with his legs either side of his
body and his hand pressed into Fred's shoulder, he noticed his uneven dark
hair and protruding cheekbones. He then had an impulse of a different kind
and leant his face in to Fred and kissed him hard. He restrained his head
and pulled back, his gaze remaining on Fred. What the fuck, rattled in
Mark's brain as he knelt. Fred's face was predominantly shocked, but at the same time Mark could see
excitement in his eyes. Mark unwillingly leant in again and shoved his
tongue in Fred's welcoming mouth. It was beyond control now, Mark couldn't
help himself -- it just felt so right. Before Mark knew it, Fred had forcefully rolled him over, and lay above him
as the strong kiss sustained itself somehow, both of their eyes shut at the
same time. Their tongues were knotted together, entangled and exploring
each other's salivating mouths. Fred embraced Mark tightly, with one arm
around his muscled back and the other clutching his wiry blond hair. After
a few seconds he moved his mouth down to Mark's neck, and sucked strongly.
Mark's head tilted back in ecstasy.

This wasn't Fred's first gay experience, but he was a hell lot more turned
on this time for sure. He'd been longing to touch Mark for years. Fred
continued his way down Mark's body, firmly licking across his chest,
tasting the sweet remnants of sweat and the rough texture of his stubbly
fur. He couldn't wait any longer -- he readjusted and tugged down Mark's
briefs, exposing his thick, fully hard dick, which bounced up alert and
craving attention. He descended his mouth onto it in an instant, tongue at
the ready. It slid naturally between his lips and reached deep-throat
straight away, filling Fred with the most satisfying mouthful. He grabbed
Mark's strong ass and wide upper thigh as he religiously moved his head
back and forth against his stomach, feeling his penis pulsate gently
against the bridge of his mouth.

Mark knew immediately that he had no regrets. He desired Fred's cock more
than anything now and swung his body round excitedly, whispering for Fred
to carry on sucking between gasps of enjoyment. He tenderly encapsulated
Fred's smooth, uncut penis in his mouth and longingly embraced the salty
feel on his tongue. It was long and beautiful and demanded the respect that
Mark was now willing to give. He licked up and down its sides and
progressed to Fred's tight, finely separated bollocks. Whirling them around
his mouth and slowly masturbating Fred, he groaned with happiness as he
felt himself getting closer to coming.

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Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 13:13:35 +0100
From: fjaed abuda
Subject: Camping Suprise (Gay Male)
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Palm trees swept loudly in the wind as the moonlight shone dimly over the
rough wild lawn. The fire crackled irregularly complementing the gentle
sparkle of the thousands of stars in the sky. Mark and Fred knew that
they'd need to talk at some point, but were both aware that it wasn't the
right time. The last time they'd been camping together was a few years ago
and it brought back memories of the laughter shared by the group of young
teenagers. The soft warm air amplified their appreciative breaths after the
exhausting day on the road.

Mark decided that it was too hot to keep his thick hiking clothes on and
began to strip. Fred came to the same conclusion and they both undressed
into their boxers and allowed the cool breeze to refresh their aching
bodies. Normally Mark would have undoubtedly made a snide remark, which
would have been all but pleasant in the frame of mind they were both in.
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Mark was already confused enough that Fred had revealed that he was gay
after all the years the two had spent chasing and screwing different
girls. He'd even made the assumption that Fred was a tad homophobic after
his bitching when they went skinny dipping the previous summer and Mark had
popped a slight erection in the water. At the time, Mark had said that he
couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the warm water surrounding his
naked body, but he knew all too well that this wasn't the case -- it was
the first sight of Freddie's thick black pubes and the slight glimpse of
his cock for the first time. He'd tried hard to fight off his feelings of
curiosity, but found himself overwhelmed and thought it was just his
hormones as a teenager, causing him to think sexually in any situation.

Mark was intrigued by the male form, and scared of the fact. He wanted to
be with a girl and have kids when he was older, not be one of the stupid
gays with their effeminate mannerisms. He'd made a conscious choice to
follow his feelings towards girls, but was having second thoughts after his
friend only came out to him earlier in the day. All these thought rushed
through his head one by one and he couldn't help but find his eyes pointed
towards Fred's toned abdomen and the defined V-shape pointing down towards
his--

Mark turned his head quickly, what was he thinking?

He then noticed the slow rising of his briefs above his thighs as his own
penis began to grow. He jumped up anxiously and walked to get more firewood
without saying a word.
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That's when he made his move. He partially zipped up and then sidled over a couple of urinals to stand next to mine. I looked down with even greater approval in my eyes and licked my lips provocatively to honor his now-even-greater extended mancock muscle. I looked around now overly anxious or worried, but still not wanting to be arrested for lewd behavior as a visitor in a strange country - not my own. (Or maybe that's why I was cruising public toilets for sex.. if I am totally straight - NO - I mean honest (:>;).


He looked around too.. as if daring anyone to attempt to stop him. He pulled closed to me and reached out to put his hand down the front of my body in order to grab my throbbing boner. But sadly, it was not to be. Just then, a crowd of disinterested or unaware male commuters rushes to the toilet and takes up pissing stances at the urinals surrounding us. It wasn't going to be easy to get a blowjob or a handjob in this Friday afternoon pedestrian traffic. So I decided I'd take my dick and look for a more secure and safer place to 'park' it by going to the gay baths for the rest of the afternoon.




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While I zipped up my full erect cock, nothing much could hide its distended state for
engorgement. The guy who had almost accosted me and grabbed my exposed dick, looking only partly disappointed - for he has spied another possible victim behind us on at a urinal on the side wall. Had we had more time and inclination, I would have led the little teaser into one of the restroom stalls lined up directly opposite us, but then again, we might have made too much noise once he started going at full-on male-for-male sex in the tiny toilet stall. That would have surely
have caused a security guard who make regular patrols into the restrooms to become suspicious.
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I have done that and it's easier if you go to the pay toilets in the different part of the station or if you lead your prey or partner in perverted public sex to a men's room instead one of the department stores that surround the train station. But today that was not to be.


I spent 4 hours at the gay baths (24 Kaikan) getting sucked and fucking ass, and also watching a lot of guys doing that too. But still I got my hardest erection thinking about what had almost happened in that public restroom in one of the world's busiest train stations just a little while before.


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Part I - Cruising public toilets in Tokyo's train stations.


I went out shopping yesterday afternoon -- as horny as hell. I had the intention of dropping by the gay sauna after hitting some electronics store, but then decided to stop in at the 'friendly' men's room on the basement (B1) floor of the largest train station. I went to the men's WC inside the ticket gate -
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since there are multiple train and subway platforms in the station and that necessitates having several public restrooms. But there is also one outside the ticket guichet, among the various subterranean shops sprawling out under the city's largest transportation hub.


The first one was pretty much quiet with no apparent action. So I went out through the wicket and out in the underground mall and proceeded to the next public restroom for men.


Wow! It was crowded and hopping with guys, several of whom looked
like their crotches were glued to the urinals, and their heads were turning, trying to get a look at either the next guy's dick or they were craning their heads to get a
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glimpse of cock further along the row of about 15-18 urinals. Just to my right, there were about 6 more guys standing at the pissoires (in this case, individual white ceramic urinals). I could tell there were several of them on the prowl.


These really look like almost any public restrooms in Japan except that about a millon people come through the station every weekday and a portion of them stop by these restrooms - not always just to piss or take a dump. Even in Shinjuku station in broad daylight, I've seen guys reach over and grab another's cock. I have to say that such behavior is not normal but is happening because it's pretty obvious why the several guys are hanging out a lot longer in the public toilet than to just take a piss.Nowadays, there are security guards (men and women) who patrol the corridors and public restrooms. There is a sign posted (in Japanese) to notify people that there are security patrols and that 'inappropriate' or suspicious behavior should be reported to the station staff.
Nevertheless, the cruising goes on relentlessly.
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Leungtony's Videos. This video (not mine) is brief and not too detailed or explicit, but gives you a clue to what the situation at a public train station toilet looks like.


I waited a few minutes, getting excited by the prospects of these guys being horny and looking to
hook-up or at least get a few strokes off in a public place. After a bit, the urinals around me emptied and I saw a guy about 35-ish, standing back a bit from the pisser, exposing what was a fairly hefty piece of erect meat with a beautiful mushroom head on it. I looked up at his face and got a knowing smirk. He could tell I liked what I was seeing and so.. I pulled back a bit and let him get a gander of my sausage pole. He was ready to go for it and he started stroking himself more, all the while gazing around to see who was (or wasn't) looking at us.Some guys are turned on so much by the flagrant exhibitionist pleasure of masturbating and exposing their cocks on public that they can ejaculate pre-maturely.... well... at least before any real pleasure can be had from his hanging wiener by the bevy of onlookers. This guy was definitely a show-off. He basked in the delight that his hard straight dick was causing me and at least two guys behind us were getting from this little parade of cocks.
 
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot] 7. There are a few other gay sites and also quite a few iPhone applications where you can create a profile and have public and private pictures. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]

http://www.dudesnude.com

http://www.dudesnude.com/members/9156/

You can see all my PUBLIC photos but not the ones I have made 'private.' There is a password that is needed in order to view[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]those. There is a limit (about 25 I think) to the total number of photos you can upload on your DN (dudesnude) profile.[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]You can choose whether or not to allow this profile to be published or not, and which photos will be private or public. There are ten of thousands of members of Dudesnude.com from all over the world. So it's popular with the gay population.

Manjam is another similar site:[/FONT][/FONT] [FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]

http://www.manjam.com/sunbuns

(You can't see all the photos until you log in).[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot](optional) nude photos of yourself:[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Adam4Adam[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Manhunt[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Mister[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Jack'd[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Recon[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Gaydar[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Maleforce[/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Hornet[/FONT][/FONT]
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[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Dudenude (It is not an iPhone app but you can view the site on your iPhone browser, as well as Adam4Adam and Manhunt above.)[/FONT][/FONT]
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OK.. that was MUCH more information that you probably needed or wanted to know.

Let me know your other (or bisexual/gay) 'email' address, then I can send[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]you some invitations to view my hidden sites or photos. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]

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2) Goggle also has a similar site: Picasa (Google[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Photos for saving and sharing photos).
The photos you uploaded into your 'Out here' blog were uploaded also into a folder in the same Blogger account - but since you may have deleted it completely they might not be there anymore.
You can make each folder public or private. You can send invitations to people (like me) who will be able to view you private pics (but no one else can).

3). Tumblr is a blogging platform that allows you to post sexual content, which means that is a fertile territory for showing your own (or other's) nude photos. Sadly, the policy on posting nudes has shifted back and forth several times over the years, so most of my former Tumblr blogs have been deleted. Add http:// .tumblr.com to the following the make the URL link for my Tumblr porn blogs:
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4) Inside some sites, you can upload some private photos and then only your 'friends' can view them.

There are both gay and non-sexual sites .. such as
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]5. Facebook changed it's privacy policy about nude photos, etc, a few years ago. [/FONT][/FONT]
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So far, I have not uploaded any naked photos of myself in Facebook.

But I really enjoy using it to stay in touch.
(of course, I also have another Facebook account for my 'real self' - the married college professor father)

Here is a Facebook page for Guys Into CMNM (clothed male naked male):[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]https://www.facebook.com/guysn2cmnm[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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6. Over-blog is another blogging site (based in Europe) that allows postings of self-nudes and other sexual content. I've created several Over-Blog


 
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]My Blogger blogs (Google):

I can also make you a contributor (member) of one of my blogs so that you can upload photos or write message/texts.

It will probably be best if you used a different email address that the one you [/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]are using for your work, family, and 'straight' friends.

Tell me what email address is. It's probably not good to use the one we are communicating with now but it displays your full name. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]0) Of course, you can post naked photos of yourself on JustUsBoys.com, but (as far as I can see) 'free' members cannot limit who can actually view them. Click the link to see my profile on JUB: [/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]http://www.justusboys.com/forum/members/49298-sunbuns99[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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In fact, most members (free or paid) may not know that they can have a blog, a profile, and a gallery of up to about 200 photos (at least - it may be larger now), belong to or create groups. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]Click the JUB link above to see my profile, blog and gallery. [/FONT][/FONT]
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1) There are quite a few places where you can upload nude photos.

Probably the best place is Flickr [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]http://www.flickr.com
It is easy to use and you can set the privacy for your photos - at four different levels for EACH photo: public (anyone can see), friends only, family one, friends and family, and completely private.[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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You have to create a Yahoo account. Formerly, you could only upload 200[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]photos, but I believe that restriction has now been lifted. You designate in Flickr WHO can view each (or a batch) of photos. So you can naked photos of yourself and allow only friends or family (meaning a close set of acquaintances). [/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]That's a lot of naked pics.[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot] [/FONT][/FONT]
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I can send you an invitation to see some of my naked photos on Flickr: It will come from one of my several Yahoo accounts: hardtwoholed

Here is my Flickr account: [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]
http://www.flickr.com/people/hardtwoholed/
YOU CANNOT see much of anything until you sign up for Flickr (and Yahoo), and also change your SETTINGS so that you can look at sexual content.

Here is another Flickr account: [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]
http://www.flickr.com/people/44864907@N06/

(There are no naked ones of me in there that are currently visible UNLESS[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot][FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]you are my friend in Flickr. ) So the account is considered 'safe' by Flickr (owned by Yahoo). If your post a nude photo of yourself publicly, then Flickr will warn you and also will make your account labeled as 'unsafe.' Unsafe accounts cannot be viewed by just anyone - so that also helps protect your identity.

Actually, I have at least 5 Flickr accounts since I can only save 200 photos (at least it was that was for a long, long time). I sometimes need more for other types of photos.[/FONT][/FONT] [FONT="franklin gothic medium"][FONT=&quot]

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