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[sunbuns99]

One last thing, a lot of the the camp grounds i looked at were gay friendly, I think i want it to be male only. not that I have a problem with lesbians, I just don't want to camp with them. lol (that was sposta be a joke... I'm not really that funny)

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Follow up:pedrobill [msg]
14 Feb 2011, 18:37 No mate, that joke didn't really come off, but I thought your profile was pretty funny! I'm gay, and I like to go camping, but other than that I don't know anything about "Gay Camping" - don't you just find a flat bit of ground, put up your tent and hey presto - gay camping!


Follow up:ky_gui [msg]
14 Feb 2011, 18:52 See I was leaning toward the clothing optional part. And I just dont know if I'm brave enough to camp anywhere and just be naked. lol! I'm pretty sure knowing my luck I would get arrested.


And I don't know of anywhere remote enough to get away with it.

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Follow up:pedrobill [msg]
14 Feb 2011, 18:59 Ah yes, I realise now, the header is key, ie clothing optional. Actually I was being just a little mischievous. I do like to get to some fairly remote places, where you can be reasonably assured of not being 'spung', and yes I'm the same - wouldn't quite be brave enough otherwise. Though sometimes it's not really the remoteness that matters. Half an hours walk off the track is often as untrammeled as somewhere that is deep in the forest but on a recognised path. Anyway, it will be interesting to see what others with more experience of organised 'clothing optional' venues come up with.

Happy camping.

Follow up:hairydaddy [msg]
14 Feb 2011, 19:59 sure, I've been to gay campgrounds with clothing optional........but not sure what would be out your way..........I camped in New York State and Pennsylvania where there are several.........know of them in Canada too..............scout around on google......for a campground near you

 

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Photo at the top shows a younger guy who was cruising naked in the dunes on Gran Canaria.
Original posting:ky_gui [msg]
14 Feb 2011, 18:11 I will soon be turning 21 and I don't really consider myself to be a bar and club kind of

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person.
I have been looking around on the internet and have stumbled across male only (gay) clothing optional camping. 90% of the camp grounds i have looked at are BYOB, hence the 21+.

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What I was wondering is, "has anyone on here been to any?"
Are there good ones, compared to the bad ones?


I will not lie, and say I am educated on these kind of areas, I don't know anything.


I am not really worried about money, but I don't really want to fly across the USA to get to the place. I live in the mid-west. So something in that general area, maybe??? like i said i dont know.


Any input someone can give me will be greatly appreciated, who knows maybe i will find some one to go with. lol.

 

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Chris said... (A comment made by a blog reader)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

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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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Cologne is very different in German and French.


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

[url]http://www.backpacker-network.de/home/ [/URL]


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) such 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

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Othe sites worth looking at:
http://travbuddy.com
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/

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[sunbuns99]

The stay is really what you make out of it.. it can be unfriendly and lonely but normally if you 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


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

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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




This brings up another form of male-male homoerotic communication (CMNM experience) that I find to be absolutely spellbinding - especially when it i

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s happening to me: sleeping with another guy - particularly when either I or he is nude.




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.

 

[sunbuns99]

The Joys of Boys while Hosteling
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I'm not a youth but I love staying at (youth) hostels.

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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 Gershwin in New York City.
Clearly, some people think these budget accommodations / dorm-type rooms and shared baths should be called 'hostile' - like QueerAngel said - it can be uncomfortable Comfort is not the only reason to stay somewhere. But if comfort's what 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 as I said staying in a hostel is like indoor camping - group spirit, shared facilities, respect for individuality... It's the main attraction, besides the fact that stays at hostels can be quite inexpensive. The chances of making friends or at least talking to people is also a big plus.

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These other benefits of hostelling more than make up for the lack of comfort. Not to speak of the economy, I can stay 4 nights at a hostel (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 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).

 

[sunbuns99]

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Of course, I think I was the only sunbather who was actually nude. Well. one of the curious onlookers was a young Japanese guy who eventually got closer and closer and finally came up to me with his passions obviously enflamed by my daring. I was lying naked in the grass, and standing over me (clothed), he encouraged me to beat off to ejaculation right in front of him. It was a very hot experience and one that has kept me trying to 'repeat' it for a couple of years of dickflashing experiences since then.


I wrote about this in my latest JUB blog entry and also on my Guys Into CMNM (Clothed Male / Naked Male) blog.

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[sunbuns99]

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The basement floor of our house, whose back wall opened to the outside since the house was on a hill, so it was easy enough to go out without my parents knowing (and my brother was asleep). My mother was a nurse and often worked the 3-11 shift.

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Once during one of these 'night walks', I was naked and my clothes were out of reach. I was sitting on a low rock wall behind my neighbor's house and was jacking on my cock in the moonlight. All of a sudden, a kid a year or so younger than me and whom I didn't know personally appeared out of the darkness. "What are you doing?" I was surprised and was so startled I lost my erection quickly. I guess because I knew he lived about 8 houses down on the next street - it got me scared that he tell someone or the word would get around. Actually - I realized later by the way he kept asking more questions about what I doing, he was probably curious about the jerking off.

He asked me if I lived next door, pointing to my house. But I denied it, saying I lived on another street. I got up and grabbed my shorts and shirts, put them on hastily and got out of there. Later when I got back to my bed, the fear lessened, and reasoning kicked in, and then I realized how much it had turned me on to be discovered like that - naked and jerking.
Later I wondered what he was doing out alone at night and further from his house than I ventured. Probably he would have joined me in getting naked and jerking if I'd handled it differently.


I guess that these events might account for my continuing habit of getting naked in public whenever I could. Later as a teenager, I used to take long rides on my bicycle and eventually find a place to get

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naked out in the country. Since it was broad daylight, I never really had the guts to risk getting caught - so I stayed pretty well sheltered from direct public view. But the excitement was always there because I could have been caught (or seen), and I never failed to cum quickly once I was completely naked.
One time a couple of summers ago, I got naked in a public park overlooking Tokyo Bay. I ended up being seen by a couple of curious male onlookers (casual strangers who were walking by and who seemed to 'know' that seeing sunbathers was common here).

 

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My love of being nude outdoors and hopefully in front of other men probably stemmed a lot from what happened (or didn't ) in childhood, in my pre-teenage years and in adolescence. Of course, it depends on what you mean when you stay started flashing.' But that's a whole other issue.

One of my first 'flashing' or exhibitionist experiences was in the 3rd grade - age 8. I had a school friend whose house was far from mine (we rode a school bus). Sometimes, in order for us to play, our parents would allow me to ride home with him, and then either mine or his mother would bring me home. He had a real wooden 'playhouse' in his backyard - complete with furniture, windows/curtains, and he also lots of toys and also clothes (his mother's mostly) for playing 'dress up.' We'd strip naked and put on the old clothes. I have an image of me running around his yard with a thin chiffon blouse with nothing else but a hard-on underneath. NO... I did not (and do not) get

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aroused by wearing female clothing - it was just the act of getting
naked to dress up (only partially clothed) that excited me. I vaguely remember us comparing stiff dicks but I don't think we really did anything with them - although I kind of have a faint memory of us doinng something with granulated sugar on our prepubescent woodies. My family moved every year during this period, so I didn't stay there long enough for things to develop further.

At about the age of 13 or so, - just about the time I discovered masturbation, I remember going out often after dark at 9-10 at night and then stripping off my clothes and sneaking around the neighborhood homes' backyards, garages, etc. One reason was the fact that I really did not have a place to jerk off. There were six people in the family and only one bathroom. While the basement was being turned into a third bedroom and family room, my brother and I had to sleep in the living room - just steps from my parents' room - so there was little privacy.

 

[sunbuns99]

"That's right. A little menthol rub." The next moment I gasped as the same substance was applied to my nipples. The pleasure was exquisite and I sighed and strained at my bonds as the doctor's fingers continued to move in gentle circles on the sensitized nubs of flesh.


"Oh God," I moaned.

"You're getting erect again," the doctor observed in a dry voice. "Yes, your response to nipple stimulation is an exceptionally strong one."

He withdrew his hands. A pause, and then I heard a sound, which I recognized as the striking of a match. The sharp odor of sulfur assailed my nostrils. A thrill of real fear raced through me.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Now, now, don't worry. I promised-no pain, no physical injury. Maybe just a bit of discomfort, though."

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The next moment I screamed, more in shock than in pain, as I felt something burning hot drop onto my right thigh. It quickly cooled to a tolerable warmth and I braced myself for another hit.

"Ah!" Another fiery liquid hit on my ball sac.

"You haven't told me what you think it is," the doctor murmured.

"Candle wax, it's fucking hot wax!"

"Very good." Two more hits, one on each nipple. My back came off the table as I cried out each time the melted wax hit a sensitive zone. I strained uselessly against the bonds holding me in place. I was panting with mingled fear and yes, arousal.

"OH FUCK!" I screamed, as flaming agony erupted from the head of my erect cock, where the doctor had dropped one more splash of wax.

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"Had enough?"! Yes! Please stop! Mayday!"

"You needn't worry about suffering any permanent damage. Paraffin melts at a very low temperature, actually. Just hot enough to give you a bit of a jolt. Now lie still and I'll remove the blindfold."

When I could see again I looked down at the splotches of congealing wax on my body, the skin pink underneath each one, then up into the doctor's face.

"Amazing how lack of vision increases sensitivity, isn't it?"

There was nothing I could say to this, so I didn't say anything. Dr. Roberts scraped the lumps of wax off with his fingertips, being gentle with my somewhat softened cock, and brushed the crumbs off the table. He released me from my bonds.

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byKen Nitsua

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[sunbuns99]

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"Yes, doctor."

In a moment Dr. Roberts loomed above me with the high-tech blindfold. It looked like a pair of safety goggles, but completely black. Sure enough when he placed in on my face and tightened the strap around my head everything became pitch black even though nothing was touching my eyes and they could stay open.

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I felt my legs being gently spread apart, and fastened in place with straps. My arms were then lifted over my head. The doctor gently made me bend them until my hands almost touched my head. I heard the clink of metal and felt something soft encircle first my right, then my left wrist. I realized I was spread-eagled and shackled to the table. A thrill of mingled arousal and fear passed through me as I realized how completely at his mercy I was now. I had no choice but to trust him, fully and completely.

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"We will begin the test now," the doctor said in a soft voice. "I will touch various parts of your body with various objects and substances. Describe to me any sensation you feel-temperature, pressure, sharpness, anything. There should not be anything that will cause you more than mild to moderate discomfort. If at any time you want the test to stop, indicate your wishes by saying 'mayday.' Do you understand?"

I nodded. "'Mayday'. Got it."

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"Here we go."
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A moment later I chuckled. "Very gentle touch. Your fingertips on my stomach."

"Right." I gasped as my right nipple was fondled, lightly and gently. "A-a feather?"

"Mm hmm. Good. Are you ticklish?"

Before I could answer I started as the same object touched my rib cage.

"Yes!"

The doctor's voice took on a teasing note. "Are you?" He tickled me again with the feather and I shouted with laughter, jerking and straining at my bonds. "Stop! Please!"

"Okay, I will. For now," he said, in a mock-ominous tone.

A pause, then I felt cool moisture on my stomach and a sharp minty aroma filled my nostrils. "Whew, feels cool. Ben-Gay?"

 

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]My bladder was painfully full, but even so, it's always hard to pee in front of another person, particularly when you're naked and semi-hard and the other person is clothed and staring intently at you. My first attempts to get the stream started were a total failure. I sighed with frustration.[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Would turning away from me help? You can if you wish."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Thanks." I turned around, closed my eyes, took some deep breaths and tried to relax. Finally golden liquid began to flow into the container. And flowed. And flowed. The relief was exquisite. By the time I was finished the beaker was nearly full. I turned back to the doctor and held it out. He smiled.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Your bladder sure was full, wasn't it? This will have to be held until we can send some to the lab." He took the container and left the room. In a moment he was back. "You've been very cooperative so far. Good job."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I blushed and lowered my eyes. "Thanks, doctor."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I felt a hand under my chin, gently but firmly lifting my head until my eyes met his. "As this medical exam continues you may experience some psychological as well as physical discomfort. I can assure you that anything that I do is for your health and welfare. Are you prepared to obey without question, to trust me?" His gaze was level, his voice cool and professional. I nodded without hesitation.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"You're the doctor. I'll do anything you say."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Good boy." He smiled. "We're going to go back to the examination table. I'd like you to mount it and assume the position on your hands and knees." [/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I walked to the table, shivering with cold and excitement. I climbed on and crouched as the doctor had ordered, elbows and knees on the padded top of the table, my bare ass in the air.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Lower your head. I'm going to take your temperature rectally. It's the most accurate way, though most doctors don't want to embarrass their patients."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I gasped as something narrow, cold and rigid was inserted into my asshole. My muscles automatically clenched around it. I felt the doctor's hand on my cheeks, trapping the thermometer between his fingers, preventing it from being drawn in and disappearing into my insides.[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Doctor Roberts chuckled. "A strong response. I'm going to have to hold it in place. Stay as still as you can. This will only take a minute."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]The room fell silent except for the raspy sound of my breathing. My face was on fire with embarrassment as I was forced to hold this humiliating pose. My cock was rock hard underneath me. I could feel precum being squeezed from its tip every time my rectal muscles involuntarily clenched around the thermometer. Occasionally the doctor's fingers holding the thermometer in place moved, seeming to caress my cheeks. Finally he grasped the thermometer and withdrew it.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Ninety-eight point six. Absolutely normal. Now will you turn over onto your back, please."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Once I was on my back, he began to press on various places on my lower body, palpating my organs, occasionally asking me to take deep breaths and let them out. Although he approached my private parts, he did not take hold of them as he had earlier. His touch was firm and professional and I began to relax a bit.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Doing okay?" The doctor asked. I nodded.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Good. I want you to be relaxed for this next phase of the examination. I'm going to test your sensory perception when you are deprived of visual cues," said the doctor. "I will blindfold you with a special light-blocking mask, very high-tech, and restrain your limbs. This is so that you will focus exclusively on the sense being tested. Are you ready?"[/FONT][/FONT]
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[sunbuns99]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"I'll cum if you do that any more. No kidding."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Really? I guess that gives me my answer. Let's take a measurement." He produced a small metal ruler and pressed it against my chest. "One centimeter in diameter and a bit more in height when fully erect. You can lower your arms." He stepped back. I let my arms fall limp at my sides and stood, still panting, head hanging, a bit embarrassed that I had become so aroused.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"I'd say on a scale of 1 to 10 of nipple sensitivity you're a 10. Next, turn toward the table so I can examine your back and buttocks." In a moment he said, "Bend forward and spread your cheeks."[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He knelt and spent a long time looking at the skin on my rear end, holding his face so close I could feel his breath on my cheeks and my asshole. I was trembling again from the cold and from the excitement of being scrutinized so intimately. He moved the glass down the backs of my legs, then asked me to straighten up again. He moved around to my front so that his face was right in front of the now moist pouch of my jock. His hands took hold of the waistband. "I'm going to lower this garment to examine the pubic area."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He slowly pushed the jockstrap down my thighs. My cock flopped out, half-hard with excitement, the head glistening with the pre-cum I'd leaked already. The doctor once again took his time, passing the glass over my groin and pubic area. After the visual exam was done, he took my penis and lifted it with one hand, taking each testicle and cradling with the palm of the other, then gently rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"In case you're wondering, I'm doing a testicular exam to check for cancer. This is the way to do it, if you don't know already."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Yes, doctor."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"I see that you are circumcised. I'm going to take the head of your penis and press on it to spread the urethral opening. I'm checking for any discharge that may indicate disease."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I was looking around the room, trying desperately not to let myself throw a full-boned erection. Feebly I tried to joke about the situation. "You can probably tell I'm discharging already."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Doctor Roberts' voice was dry. "A normal by-product of sexual excitement, quite harmless." I gasped as I felt his finger spread the pre-cum over the head of my cock, sending a wave of pleasure through me. "Checking the consistency of the fluid. Totally normal pre-ejaculate."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He took hold of my jock, but instead of raising it back in place he pushed it all the way down to the floor and looked up at me.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"With your permission, I'm going to remove your garment. The rest of the examination will be easier if you are completely unclothed. Are you comfortable with this?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I was trying not to shiver. My breathing was quick. My heart was beating fast with nervousness-and arousal. I nodded. "Whatever you say, doc."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Good." He lifted both my feet out of the strap, picked it up, and put it on top of the rest of my clothes. "Now I'd like to get a urine sample." He stepped to a nearby table, picked up a large glass laboratory beaker, and turned back to me.[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"A bit," I said truthfully.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He looked at my chest. "I can tell. Your nipples are erect. We'll get some measurements in a minute." He put his face close to mine as he gently palpated the sides of my neck. "Checking your lymph nodes. No problem here." He then picked up a stethoscope and put the ends in his ears. "Now I'm going to listen to your heart and lungs." The cold metal pressed against my pectoral muscles, sending another shiver [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]through me. "Good." He moved around me and the stethoscope pressed into my back. "Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Again. Again. Good. Lungs are clear." [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He came back and faced me again. "Stand and place your palms in back of your head, please. I'm going to inspect your skin for any suspicious looking moles or growths." I followed his instructions as he bent to put down the stethoscope. When he straightened he held a small magnifying glass. Dr. Roberts then moved in very close again as he started at my neck and moved slowly down my body with the magnifying glass, examining every inch of my skin. He put the glass in his pocket. I started to relax, but he said--[/FONT][/FONT]​

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Keep your palms behind your head. We're going to do a little test."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"What kind of test?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]A slight smile. "In our preliminary interview you told me that your nipples were very sensitive. We're going to find out just how sensitive. Now, do your best not to move or react, no matter what I do."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He stood very close in front of me and gazed into my eyes intently. I gasped as I felt the light, cool touch of a fingertip on each of my nipples. My breath quickened as his hands and fingers began to move, fondling, squeezing and gently pinching each nub of flesh. My cock swelled and strained against the pouch of the strap as the doctor continued the stimulation. Despite the doctor's instructions a small whimper of pleasure welled up from my throat. He smiled.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Remember what I said."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Yes, doctor," I gasped out with some difficulty.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Is this painful or unpleasant for you?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I laughed, unable to help myself. "Hell, no. Oh my god-it's wonderful."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Dr. Roberts produced a metal tube from his pocket and squeezed out some of its contents onto his fingertips. "I see that your nipples are a powerful erogenous zone. Let's try some moist stimulation."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]When he began to rub the K-Y onto my tits I lost control, throwing back my head and moaning. It was all I could do to keep my hands locked behind my head. I felt moisture in my crotch and felt precum from the head of my cock soaking through the elastic webbing of my jock pouch.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Please, doctor-"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Yes?" The doctor said, continuing his stimulation.[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]We talked for ten or fifteen more minutes. By the time he was done with the questions my heart was beating fast and my cock was rock hard, even though my bladder was aching for release.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"I think we're ready to begin," the doctor said. "Will you please follow me into the examination room?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]We walked down a narrow hallway, past a bathroom, up a flight of stairs, and into a spacious room in the rear, which took up the entire width of the office. A padded examination table stood in the middle. The walls were lined with shelves, holding medical equipment of every conceivable kind. I recognized stethoscopes, padded hammers for testing reflexes, and a few other things, but there was too much for me to take it all in.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"First," the doctor said. "I'd like you to undress down to your briefs. Place your clothes on this chair," he said, gesturing to one that stood nearby.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Yes, doctor." I unbuttoned my shirt with fingers that were trembling with excitement. In moments I was naked except for my jockstrap. I covered my crotch protectively with my hands and stood before him with downcast eyes for inspection.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Very nice," Dr. Roberts said. "You're wearing a jockstrap. You do that often?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Yes, doctor."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Very good for scrotal support," he said. "And very sexy. Now this," he said, producing a paper hospital gown, "is not so sexy. I'm going to ask you to put it on."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I put my arms through the short sleeves. He put his arms on my shoulders and gently turned me to tie the gown in back. I started as I felt his hand touch my bare butt.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Sorry, I know my hands are cold," the doctor said. "I'm going to ask you to sit on the examination table now."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Perched on the examination table in the hospital gown and jockstrap, I watched as Dr. Roberts gathered together his equipment and put it on top of a cart covered with a towel. The exam began pretty routinely, as the doctor grasped my wrist and looked at his wristwatch while taking my pulse. He then looked into my eyes with a small light, then into my ears with another scope. He even produced a tongue depressor, pushed my mouth and tongue this way and that, and asked me to say "aah." I suppressed a smile at the old-fashioned procedures.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Now I'm going to take your blood pressure." He expertly wrapped the cuff around my upper arm and squeezed the rubber bulb. I felt the pulse inside my arm as he gradually let the air out.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"One hundred ten over seventy," he announced. "Excellent. You're in great shape."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"I work at it."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]His eyes scrutinized my body. "It shows."[/FONT][/FONT]

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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Thanks."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]The doctor cleared his throat. "From here on I'm going to examine various areas of your body. It may be easier for me to do this if you remove the gown. If you are uncomfortable doing so, you may keep it on."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I looked him in the eye. "I can take it off."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Good." He watched as I lifted my arms and undid the strings in back. I lifted it off and handed it to the doctor, shivering a bit in the chilly room.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Are you cold?"[/FONT][/FONT]
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[sunbuns99]

----------The above CMNM medical fetish pics were forwarded message ----------
From: Rom on the [CMNM]a Google group

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[/h][h=1]A Visit to the Doctor[/h]byKen Nitsua©


[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]K. Nitsua. Copyright 2013 by the author.[/FONT][/FONT][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][I]AUTHOR'S NOTE: Having sex with one's doctor is a potent fantasy for many adults, as the many stories written on this theme indicate. There are people, mostly men, who put a lot of time, effort and skill into making such fantasies come true for their lucky clients. The scenes they construct mix realistic medical procedures with varying proportions of bondage and domination. This is a warning that this particular story is about such a session, not an actual medical examination. KN[/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I didn't have any trouble finding the office from the directions the doctor had given me. It was on a quiet residential street just off a main city thoroughfare. I parked in the driveway as he had instructed and walked toward the door. Up until now I hadn't been nervous, concentrating on the drive, but now my breath quickened and my heart began to beat faster.[/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]It hadn't been easy to get this appointment with such a distinguished physician. Dr. Roberts and I had an extensive chat online before he determined that I was qualified for one of his physical examinations.[/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]It was a hot late spring day. I had on a T-shirt, jeans with a jockstrap, my favorite underwear, underneath, and old Nikes. I wasn't going to keep the clothes on for long anyway, so there wasn't any need to dress more formally. [/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I was walking a little funny because my bladder was uncomfortably full. Dr. Roberts had told me to drink a lot of fluids before I came so that I could give a urine sample without difficulty as part of the physical examination. I'd overdone it a little in my eagerness to comply with his instructions. [/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]I got to the door and knocked. It opened right away and finally I saw the doctor in the flesh. He was exactly as I'd hoped he'd be: tall, trim, and distinguished looking with neatly trimmed salt-and-pepper hair. He wore wire-rimmed glasses that accentuated a pair of friendly gray eyes. His teeth were white and even when he smiled.[/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[B][I][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"You must be Dirk," he said, sticking out his hand. "Right on time. Come in and have a seat."[/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[/COLOR][/COLOR][FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]He ushered me into a front room with a desk. He motioned me to sit in a chair in front of it, which I did. Sunlight filtered in through the shaded window. He rummaged in a box on the floor and pulled out a binder before he sat down.[/FONT][/FONT][/I][/B]
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[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Since it's your first visit to the Male Clinic, I'll do an intake interview with you," Dr. Roberts said. "Please answer the questions as thoroughly and truthfully as you can, even if some of them seem intimate or embarrassing. The more I know about your medical and sexual history, the better examination I can give you. Do you have any questions or concerns?"[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"No, Doctor. I'm prepared to answer your questions to the best of my ability. I'm putting myself in your hands."[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Dr. Roberts smiled. "Good. Let's begin." He opened the binder.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]The intake interview took fifteen or twenty minutes. The first questions were standard ones that I'd answered at doctor's offices many times before, about my medical history, past surgeries, any current symptoms, drug allergies, etc.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]Then Dr. Roberts' questions became more personal and detailed. He asked me whether I had any phobias, specifically about sensory deprivation or restraint. "No--in fact, the idea kind of excites me," I said truthfully, with a smile.[/FONT][/FONT]

[FONT="verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif][FONT=&quot]"Good," he said, returning the smile. "Now there will be a series of questions about your sexual history. Again, please be as truthful as possible with your answers."[/FONT][/FONT]

 

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[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]At this point, I'll leave out the shitty part -- meaning I'm not going to discuss shit and defecation in this blog post - it make come out later (shit-eating grin).[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]

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[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Main question: Do I ever piss in the shower? Have I been seen or caught pissing somewhere that it's not acceptable?[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]


[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]My Answer: Actually, I usually take a piss in any shower that I use. At home, at the gym, at the pool, hotel or campsite. Let me explore a longer answer, and try to explain.[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]I guess it's the sound of running water that makes me want to urinate. If it's a communal shower (they seem to be fewer and fewer these days), then I tried to piss within the main shower stream so that guys would notice. In public baths and hot springs resorts, people are often seated when they both wash up and shampoo their hair AND when they are showering. They clean themselves thoroughly before getting into the bath tub or hot mineral water spa pool. So it's easier to conceal your pissing when you're seated; although I actually find it a bit harder to piss than when standing up.[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]I've never pissed it directly on a person.. though now that you mention the idea, I realize it could be a lot of fun - especially if he likes it or another buddy or bystander in the shower gets a kick out of seeing that. [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]To be honest, I have to say that I have pissed in a sink before, and often do so in my own office (there's not toilet just a small sink). Why? [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]I guess I wait to long before going to take a piss sometimes. [/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]In countries (like where I am now), the 'toilet' in public restrooms (sometimes that serve [/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]for both males and females). Many have two sections: the first compartment is only large enough for a sink/mirror, and the inner one is where the commode is. Asian people are smaller and less particular about shared use of a toilet - unlike North America where there is a strict separation of the genders for toilet purposes. Anyway, when you enter the first space (dying to pee), there may be someone in the inner door (pissing or taking a dump) and you'll have to wait - unless, of course, you piss in the sink. So yep, I am guilty of doing that. I always run the water so the person inside can't hear me spraying the sink with a stream of piss, and I always 'flush' the sink out with water so that's there no yellow piss remaining.[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]I'd be easily identified if I were to leave a sink full of piss for the next person who enters the restroom. So I have never been tempted to try that prank.[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Anyone else have stories to tell about pissing in public or in a communal shower or communal restroom?[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]

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[h=4][FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]There is a discussion going on in the Dudesnude 'Hot Chat' Forum about this topic. It's not like I am really into watersports (urinating or pissing on myself or other guys) although I realize a quite a few gay and straight men are, and a lot of women, too. However, the bodily functions of urination and defecation are part of the process of living, so they generally are a habitual concern (or should I say - matter of ritual) for everyone on the planet.[/FONT][/FONT][/h]

[FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]So, the specific question, [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Do I ever piss in a place besides the toilet?, [/FONT][/FONT][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]has connotations that are actually much bigger and wider than the guy who asked had thought about. So it made be think about a lot of another ideas connected with the toilet.[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]
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[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]More in-depth questions related to pissing habits and its relation to sex:[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]


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• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Do I ever piss in the shower - especially one that is not in my own home?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Have I been seen or caught pissing somewhere that it's not acceptable?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Do I ever piss when others are around me? When, where and why?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]What do I piss into usually? But when and what do I piss in something other than a urinal?[/FONT][/FONT][FONT="times"][FONT=&quot][/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]What kind of things or places have pissed and onto?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Are the acts of pissing and shitting sensual or sexual or just devoid of any pleasureable feeling at all?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Can they be social acts or cooperative / communal behaviors?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Have you made up any 'pissing' games? Or do you (and your friends or partners) have any special pissing rituals?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Why is piss both feared and revered? Loved and despised?[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Is piss good for you? Mathama Gandhi is said to have drunk a glass of his own piss every day for health reasons.[/FONT][/FONT]
• [FONT="book antiqua"][FONT=&quot]Any more questions that I can think of as I go.....[/FONT][/FONT]

 

[sunbuns99]

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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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.

 

[sunbuns99]

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.​

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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)

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watching or for both. Such is the magic of this complicated scene - CMNM.

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