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This could be tricky he had enough film to totally degrade me already (not knowing still about the butt fuck) but as the end was in sight, I grabbed the chance and had to believe he would keep his word.

He inserted the dildo up my arse and I scrunched up my body so I could get hold of the dildo and started gently at first fucking my own arse.

"That's it" he said. "I am just going to just stand back to get a good shot, don't forget to start wanking yourself."

I quickly obeyed. Here I was now lying on the bonnet of my car with my legs akimbo, showing not only my naked body to the whole street, but also my arsehole -- the most private part of the body, and my aching hard cock, but also wanking and thrusting a large dildo up my own shitter. What a sight I must have been!

I started slowly but then reasoned I needed to get myself on the edge so that when I decided I had done long enough. I could just go for it and end it there and then so I speeded up by wanking. I was thrusting the dildo harder and faster which as course meant deeper. I was now hitting my prostate myself, and wanking harder, but as turned on physically as I was and I had never been harder, I couldn't quite get to that point of exploding. I had never had a problem cumming before. But then, I had never done it naked on my front yard whilst fucking myself up the arse with a dildo so I

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redoubled my efforts. Precum was now spewing out of my cock and flying everywhere with the force of my wanking, but I still couldn't cum. I shut my eyes tight and started to imagine a better scene than reality all the time still fucking my arse and wanking my cock.

I don't know how long I was there but it seemed ages when a tiny voice in my head started to get my attention.

I tried to ignore it - not only was I getting into the fantasy and that and the physical stimulus meant I had never been hornier, but I didn't want to break the bubble. As hard as I tried to ignore it, the total humiliation was still there. I had decided i had gone on long enough and was trying desperately to cum and end this and I didn't want reality to intervene so i continued wanking and fucking myself for all I was worth. Occasionally I let go of the dildo wedged right up my arse and gave a quick play with my nipples or balls before continuing to fuck myself harder and harder up my own arse.

The voice was getting louder and louder it fact it now seemed there was noises outside of my head in reality but so desperate was I to cum that I ignored it all and started moaning with pleasure. I was still so horny it was driving me mad, but still these voices and sounds tried to interrupt me.

 

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Here I was basically in the middle of my street naked and getting butt fucked where anyone coming along could see me, still oblivious. One of the mailman tapped him on the shoulder. Tey all knew this was risky if they got caught. It would not be funny but all wanted to be filmed having a go at my arse. Silently they changed to the other three including the policeman -- all only had a few thrusts only as they didn't dare do any more. And then Mr Jenkins, who was less worried since everyone already knew what a pervert he was, came back at it again.

Mr Jenkins was getting into it now and with on last thrust balls deep emptied his load into my arse.

I felt myself thrust forward but as I was lost in the moment I didn't realise quite what had happened. As far as I was concerned it was just a heavy thrust, but it did bring me to the present. Suddenly I was fully aware and more embarrassed than ever. How could I have been getting off on this, being dildo'ed by my pervert neighbour. Little did I know, his changes of position had been making me his pussy. He said, after sorting himself out and back into his clothes, and he pulled my shoulders , so I was upright and started to walk me upright to the street. "No" I cried, fearing I was about to be forced out right on to the road, but instead he took me to the front of the car and lay me down on the bonnet arms -- still handcuffed behind me painfully pressed my body under his weight.

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I was slightly relieved but not much. Where as before, the car at the angle it was had given me some protection, now I was butt naked -- legs spread and arsehole and hard cock now totally on show to the whole street. In fact we were so near the road, given the cars position that Mr Jenkins, standing just at the end of the bonnet, was actually on the sidewalk. I was a foot away from doing this right on the road.

He got me in position and started to dildo fuck me again while the others all got into good positions to film this latest humiliation. Any feeling of getting used to it was gone. My general view before was of the car so could almost forget how on display I was now. I could see the street houses opposite totally aware of how exposed I was and how there was no chance if anyone passed the wouldn't see everything I owned including a young lads arsehole. The fact that it had a dildo ramming up it and a hard cock was sticking up above, it just intensified the situation.

However as there was nothing I could do, I lay there and let him fuck me. The others had taken positions where they could get a good view of me and the view showed just how public it was.

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I was not sure what was happening but the police officer approached Mr Jenkins, then he approached me, "You up for the last bit? " he asked. I wondered what he meant whilst he was speaking, the policeman un-handcuffed my wrists. Mr Jenkins grabbed the longer and larger dildo and showed it to me. "Now, I want you fuck yourself with this whilst wanking for us until you come and that's all over."

"That's it. " I answered, not daring it could be that simple.

"One catch," he replied. "You have to keep going for a certain amount of time before you cum." "If you cum too soon, I'll upload the whole lot and email it everywhere. It had better last long enough and no one else will ever see it. It will be our little secret."

"How long" I asked. " That's the fun bit," he said. "Uust keep going until you think it's long enough to satisfy."

 

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I had loosened even more so he tried four fingers but found that uncomfortable. Whilst he was trying, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Panicking I looked but it was only Mr Jenkins he seemed to be making a few swiping actions no one else was looking at him that were too busy filming and enjoying it all. Then I was kind of intrigued by the idea of between twiggered by the policeman's baton. By this point I would have readily agreed to anything, not only to prevent the unthinkable but also to get it over with. There was actually part of me wishing we got caught so it would end, but no matter how bad, I could cope with just these four knowing, as they were involved anyway, but I don't think I could cope with anyone normal especially anyone I knew personally.

Still it was one thing to agree to something like that but another to actually suggest it, still I had no choice "why not try your baton" I asked. This took them by surprise not only had I been silent for quite a while, but to suggest something like that, the policeman beamed as did the others. He unholstered his baton and tried it.

But no matter how lose I was, it wouldn't fit. This was causing me a great amount of pain, and my cock started to deflate,-- only a bit but Mr Jenkins noticed. He liked my hard and didn't want it to go away. "Hold on, " he said and nipped in quickly and came out with a dildo It was pink -- slightly

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bigger than three normal fingers, but very long. He also had a shorter version which he handed to the policeman the shorter man, who readily, started using it. This was less of a problem than the baton, and soon my cock was harder then ever,"My turn again, " spoke up Mr Jenkins.

Rather than the hard fuck the policeman's baton gave me, this was gentler, being a bit more experienced, Mr. Jenkins was hitting my prostate with every thrust. I could also feel the dildo I suddenly got worried. Since it felt very fleshy, I worried and turned my head round, expecting the worse, but as I turned I could see Mr Jenkins standing there thrusting the dildo into and out. So when I knew it hadn't left my arse, I felt relieved and turned away again. But it really felt like a cock (not that I knew what it would feel like with a cock up my arse but it seem seem as if it was like real flesh) so I turned back but - again no. I could see his slacks were intact and see the pink dildo occasionally as it came most the the way out but never left my arse. I turned back realising it was just a realistic dildo and why now I wondered it was meant to be an artificial cock after all. I settled back felt him withdraw and then thrust fully in a few times he did this all the way in, then all the way out, then a different sensation again fleshy. I turned quickly but it was still just his fingers.

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He started to alternate between the two, I settled down again. Mr jenkins was actually good at this and although disgusted that I was letting a pervert do this to me, and still utterly humiliated with having this done on my front yard, my inner voice was telling me physically it was now enjoyable. It was no longer painful since he kept hitting mt spot and having been pleasured so a long while now and my whole body was sensitive and tingling.

The new bloke was using Mr Jenkins' camera now, as it was a good quality one, and they had all decided to share all there footage with each other,. He came to get a good view of my hard cock as it slowly bounced up and down as I was getting into it and it showed. This was the moment Mr Jenkins had waited for he slowly got his hard cock out of his slacks and looked towards the policeman.

It was one thing to dildo-fuck a young lad in front of the police but to actually but fuck him needed permission, or at least no complaint. Jenkins looked at the police and saw him lick his lips and nod.

Oblivious to all this, I was still in the moment. He prepared for his moment and with the next thrust, he inserted his rock hard cock right up my arse.

Here I was totally bare on my street and with someone unknown guy trying to get me totally butt fucked. He thrust once and then dildoed me , waited to see if I had noticed anything, but when I gave no response, he again dipped his cock in a again, and then a third time. Getting no reaction from me, he started to rhythmically fuck my arse.

 

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Mr Jenkins then added second finger it took him a while to get it in my arse was until this point tight and virginal. I was just getting accustomed to the second finger when I heard " fucking hell" quiet

loudly I turned in horror this was a very quiet road thankfully, but then if too busy they would never have got away with this so maybe unfortunately, it gets very busy twice a day but your rarely see anyone in between there isn't much in the area there is once business park not far away and in the morning the kids all get dropped off at school and the parents go off to work, most kids stay back for classes after school so the parents can pick them up on the way home, some kids walk or catch the bus fortunately all in my street stay on mostly jocks with after school sport but some nerds with extra class room work.



I turned and after a blood curdling terror of seeing someone new see me like this I saw some one else in mailman uniform, I had forgotten the call from my mailman, it was actually a bizarre relief to see him. "Thanks for the call," he said and seeing the others filming the scene got his mobile out too. I settled back against to car and let it carry on my cock seemed to be getting harder and harder, after what seemed like ages, the second mailman spoke up, "that looks like great fun, mind if I have a go?"

"Sure, no problem" said Mr Jenkins and my heart jumped a beat again. "I want to go and get my camera anyway" he added "you don't mind do you?" he turned to me. I tried to speak but couldn't one person fucking my arse with his fingers was enough but not someone else where would this end, "do you?" he repeated.

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"No " I eventually squeaked, and he whispered "please, do have a go " I mustered that again put a big smile on everyone's faces. Mr Jenkins removed his fingers and wiped them on my arse. The new chap then took over whilst he went back inside to get his camera. It seemed like ages whilst he fucked my arse. I looked around, being purely residential I was surrounded by other houses all these windows looking down on me I started to wonder if anyone had seen but immediately blocked the thought I may be able to handle this encounter if no one ever found out, but it didn't bare thinking about if anyone else knew. I was awoken out of my thoughts as the new chap spoke up , "You've opened up nicely. Have you had this done many times before?" I was tempted to shout, "of course." I fucking haven't but -- wisely - I kept quiet and just shook my head. "Think I'll try for a third, " he muttered. My immediate response came into my mouth but I stopped myself. This may not be Mr Jenkins but I'm sure he wouldn't be happy if I didn't go along with it, anything to prevent the alternative. Just before he got started, he called his mate over, saying,

"Do us a favour and film this with my phone. I can't fuck him and film and I'd like a copy of me fingerfucking him."

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His mate agreed and started filming him inserting his third finger.

I must have loosened as it was not as tight getting the third finger in. This carried on till I heard my neighbour coming back. He had a decent camera like the policeman's that would have great quality movie like. "My turn, " said the first mailman.

It seemed to go on forever. Here I was still totally balls-arse bare on my front yard, handcuffed, very much erect and being film by four perverts -- all filming me getting fingerfucked. Not only that but as they swapped over, they all gave my hard cock a few strokes and again had it all filmed. I was still totally embarrassed but so turned on physically, it was a wonder I hadn't shot my load, especially when they stroked my cock. It didn't know the difference between a lovely woman stroking it and a pervert like my neighbour. It was all the same to it -- it was only the terror and agonising humiliation that prevented my climax. Then the policeman came up.

 

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Getting naked for the sake of some higher or noble purpose seems to be modern society's rather quirky response toward liberating today's new sexual mores and to bolster the moral consciousness of our so-called degenerate tribe(s) of humanity. It would be cool to actually participate , fo'sure!. But unfortunately, not many people are ready for prime time nudity where I live.


We've been trying to get a World Naked Bike Ride started here (Tokyo) and elsewhere in Asia, but it really doesn't seem to go over that well for a variety of reasons.


I notice too that even some major urban areas has some trouble this year. In some case, the authorities refused to allow 'full monty' nudity - although I didn't seem to stop the true nudist enthusiasts or believers in the cause of 'No more exposure' to automobile exhaust. It's clear that the United States is decidedly more 'conversative' that other areas of the world - Chicago, the 3rd largest city, held its WNBR at night. For one thing, there seems to be a deluge of political apathy.

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People don't seem to care about making a strong political statement by public protest. Perhaps they have seen the futility of such protests (esp. public ones) over the generations. Secondly, people do not like to take personal responsiblity for their actions and decisions. Getting naked (partly or fully) is certainly a personal decision -- although it might seem to suit the 'group' mentality that seems apparent in many Asian countries. The fact is getting naked is very individual and very personal act. Finally, the sense of indignant indecency or an attitude of righteous morality that comes from doing something so brazen just does not have the same meaning in Asian countries. Nudity is just a fact of life. It does not make the same huge societal statement because nudity itself is not regarded as morally corrupt or wrong as it is in Christianity and otehr monotheistic religion-dominated cultures. The main reason I wanted to write about this was the thousands of great CMNM photos that appear during this season of the WNBR. Particularly appealing are the photos of naked men in the midst of clothed ones.

 

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image_122963 Originally uploaded by guys2ncmnm

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4) Try some other HOST service for what we are trying to do: Create a permanent source of information and place to discuss our sexual lifestyle preferences and practices related to Clothed Men with Naked Men (CMNM).

The Blogger / Flickr connection is nice - while free, it obviously has its share of limitations. So it may not be the best 'solution' - perhaps there are others: Yahoo360 or other blog services (most cost money for such premium services as mobile blogging), Yahoo Groups might work, but the audience is so limited (private groups never get found), etc.

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What do you think about this issue? I can already think of several more. For example, if we allow explicit photos, then do we require that they be copyrighted by the poster? It's an endless set of problems.. I can definitely see why being a webmaster can be a very time-consuming, tedious and contentious job.

Is it important - well, sort of... the nature of what kind of blog and information resource we will create (and can expect other to use/join) depends on how useful, accessible and resource-rich the webHOSTing service is that will house it.

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Write me back on Dudesnude or at sunbunz (at) yahoo.com.

Otherwise, someone who stumbles across this and wishes to participate, should contact me via another of my own blogs: Thanks,
Kelly

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This is just a sample but still important earlier post to the Guys into CMNM blog. We are trying to make this blog a GROUP effort, but we need to decide on some basic guidelines and procedures so that we won't run into problems later -- either with Google (owner of Blogger) or Yahoo (owner of Flickr) or worse - among ourselves.

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There are photos in the 3 first posts below but where they come from makes a big difference. This first one (the naked kid snuggling the crotch of the leather vested guy on the kitchen chair) is hosted on Flickr and was blogged from my photostream collection there. The next two entries have photos that were uploaded directly into the Blogger editor (where you can create, compose and edit (making corrections, adding links or importing photos from a PC or from someone on the web).

In the case of this first photo, it was not imported to Blogger - but instead it was 'blogged' from Flickr (rather like 'shipping it over from one website to another via RSS). I have made this photo a public Flickr photo. It was uploaded into a new Flickr account from where

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it was directly blogged - which is a handy utility. Pics and blog text can be written, composed, copied as HTML from other sources or even mailed indirectly into the blog (via Flickr) and in that latter case, there are some filtering/censorship and Yahoo/Blogger TOS (terms of service) issues to consider. I discuss this a bit below because it's relevant to whether we are going to include pictures (that may be questionable) in this blog or not.


Why I made the photos public? Because that' s the only way one can blog it to a 'public' Blogger (owned by Google) blog. If we make the blog for INVITED friends only, then the Flickr photos need not be public, but can be private (viewable) by friends only.
The other photos in the Thorn stories below were uploaded directly from my hard disk - so censorship insures are not a problem - except if Blogger (Google) decides to crack down.

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By the way, you can also blog photos and text using email or even a cell phone - which makes moblog or copy/paste blogging much more convenient but also creates a whole set of issues about copyright ownership and restricting access to minor, censorship of pornographic photos.

Using email (via Flickr) to blog pics and text (along with the title (email subject), the text is the body of the email message and can also include tags and permission codes by sending an email a PC, web-based email service (Yahoo or Gmail) or from a cellphone is great. A single file attachments (jpeg) to the email will be displayed in the blog entry (like the one here). More about that later (if you want to know).

To send a post to this blog, Mail some text and with subject (title) to:(inquire for address)

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(If you include an attached photo (jpeg) file, it will be added to the blog as an illustration to accompany the text (body of the message) with the SUBJECT made into the blog entry title.
The explicit photo problem is a bit tricky. If we make the blog 'private - for Friends only - no one can just casually browse by the blog or be directed to it without actually having to SIGN up (or first must be invited as a Blogger Blog 'friend' ) Please note that these 'Blogger Friends' have NO relation (although they might be connected or one in the same) with those who are 'Friends' ( Contacts who can view private pics) in Flickr.
So...then we are right back to the same problem that we face by trying to 'internally' keep up with CMNM information inside the limits of some else' s (such as Dudenudes, MySpace (and its gay counterparts (******* / Dlist / Gaywatch) or on something like Facebook.

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The solutions are several possibilities:

1) just chance it - and if the blog (or the pics where the original --- along with that Flickr id: guysN2cmnm ) gets deleted by Flickr (more than likely) or Google (probably not), then so be it. or

2) We can just NOT post any explicit photos (such erect penises, or sex acts, etc) - just sensual male nudity.

3) We can use altered / doctored photos - only those with blacked out gentitalia or pics that have been chopped or edited - which is a lot of extra work but probably the best compromise.

 

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Kelly asked me if I might want to contribute to this blog, and because of that, I started to think of what was my first CMNM experience. I'm a 20 year old Norwegian student, by the way, but this happened the summer four years ago.

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It all happened by coincidence. I was at a small get-together at a friend's place - a barbeque. We were six guys wearing shorts and t-shirts and enjoying the sun in the garden. The food was great and the beer (which we were actually too young to drink - by law) was also getting us in a good mood. One of my friends (his name was Martin), was telling a story and waving his hands when suddenly he happened to knock his beer into my lap. My shorts got soaked. He was very sorry, but offered to wash it for me, and, almost without thinking, I just pulled it off and let him walk away with it. I had been naked with these guys lots of times, in the locker rooms at school, but it didn't take me long to realize that I had never been naked while they were dressed. And at the same time, it dawned on me that there were houses nearby with windows facing this garden, which meant that I could be seen by strangers as well.


Obviously, this situation wasn't lost on the other guys either. They started to make all sorts of comments on the situation, including claiming (for no apparent reason) that I would not be able to get a hard-on in two minutes with all of them looking at me. This turned into a bet, which I won easily...

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Actually, the evening ended with all of us going to a nude beach - I guess my nudity inspired them. However, what I remember most is the sensation of being the only one naked, with the attention I got because of it. Later, I've been naked with clothed people several times, and it tends to feel good. Clearly, there is some exhibitionism in this, partly there is also some love of being naked in nature, but there is also something else which is harder to pinpoint.


(And, by the way, later I found (the good way) that two of the five friends - in addition to me - were gay.)

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getting closer and closer. When they were almost right outside, Eric started to back away from the window so he wouldn't be too obvious, but he continued stroking his now hard dick. The first guy glanced at the window and his eyes locked on to Eric who was still stroking.

He nudged the other guy who turned round and both stared. At that point Eric exploded with a shudder. The two guys looked approving and one gave the thumbs up, before walking on. Eric was breathing heavily. "Wow!", I said, that was amazing that got me really horny. "Your turn," said Eric. I looked along the street and there was another guy walking along the street. I dropped my jeans and briefs and started stroking. Suddenly I became aware that Eric was snuggling up behind me and his hand was now reaching round and stroking my cock, which

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was now rock solid. The guy was really cute with longish blond hair a white T-shirt and white shorts. I stayed at the window as long as I dared, then backed away as Eric had.

Again the guy glanced round and locked a stare on the window when he saw me with Eric massaging my now rigid tool. His jaw dropped as he stared and stared, slowing his walk right down to get a good look. It was too much for me, too, and i came. They guy in the street gave a half smile and a sheepish thumbs up and walked on. We cleaned up and returned to the group, having arranged to meet up as planned the next night for our dare.

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An original story (whether it is a true personal experience only the author can say) by Thorn. Posted on Yahoo Groups: thorngay@yahoogroups.com on January 10, 2008.

I didn't know Eric that well. He was the brother of two girls that I knew and I would meet him occasionally with them. He was about 18 years old at the

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time, quite sexy in a boy-next-door way. On this particular occasion there was a big group of us and Eric and I were sat together at one end. We started talking about cars. We talked about cars we lusted after. Cars we owned and cars that we had driven. It was then that the conversation took an interesting turn. Eric explained that he had been driving on the main road south when his car had broken down. He had had a puncture and had to stop to change it. In the process he explained his trousers had split completely.

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At this point I noticed he was glancing at me as if testing my reaction. I found it difficult not to look too eager! The vision of Eric with his underwear, or more, showing through split trousers was quite exciting. It appeared Eric was enjoying telling me the story. There was more. Eric went on to explain how he took off the torn trousers and replaced them with another pair from his overnight bag adding, as if I had forgotten: "I was standing right beside the main road in a pair of briefs". Again he was watching my face intently as though looking for clues to my interest. "Did anyone see you?" I asked.

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"Yeah," Eric laughed, "a couple of cars hooted their horns - one was a minibus full of lads going to a football match!" "Sounds like you enjoyed it," I replied. "Yea, I did," Eric replied. Having established that he liked the thought, I said "sounds good to me". There wasn't much more that I felt I could say when we were sat in the group and it would become obvious that we were getting interested in each other. "Come and see my computer," I said standing up and heading out of the room. Eric followed. "I think the most daring thing I did with a car, was to drive round the block wearing nothing but a T-shirt," I said as soon as we were out of earshot. "Wow," said Eric, adding,

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"I wish I had been there!" "Yeah, that would be fun," I said. "Dare you," Eric said. I looked at him to see if he was serious. He was. "OK, you're on. But you have to do it too," I replied. "OK," said Eric. "Can't be tonight with these people here," I pointed out. Eric agreed. "Tomorrow," Eric said. "OK," I replied with my cock jumping to attention at the thought.
We went into my room and sat down at the computer. "What other daring things have you done?" said Eric. I pointed to the window of my room which looked out on the street. "I sometimes stand there naked," I said. Eric went over to the window and looked out on the street.

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To my amazement, he unbuckled and unzipped his jeans letting them fall to the ground. Leaving them round his ankles he pulled his briefs down. His dick was superb. Slightly hard, but smooth and with a sweet foreskin. Under that I reckoned the tip looked slightly moist. Eric was getting harder and peering along the street. I stood up and walked over. I looked from behind Eric and saw why he was getting excited. Along the street were coming two really cute lads about our age in football shorts. Eric was stroking his dick now and I stood behind him making as if to hold him in the window so he couldn't chicken out. The guys were

 

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An original story as retold by an anonymous user on the JUB Forum - (Topic: cmnm) posted on June 11, 2008
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There was this guy, George, in the room across the hall from me in the dorms. He is such an

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exhibitionist. He was always walking around his room naked or in his briefs and such. One day I walked down the hall after class and he was coming out of the communal shower at the end of the hall with only a towel on. We walked the length of the hall together and he told me to drop off my books and then come on him and keep him company. I tossed the books in my room and came over to his room. He was the only one there tho he did have a room mate. He invited me to have a seat on his bed on his side of the room. We chit-chatted about our day and he filled his sink with water and put shaving cream on his face and started shaving as we talked.

At some point he removed the towel from around his waist to wipe his face and continued talking while standing there looking into the mirror to shave with me sitting on his bed next to him at about cock level. He had the nicest, cleanest, cut, dangly cock hanging there. It was bent outstretched over the roundness of his balls. I could practically count the hairs of his pubes. He put his face up close to the mirror and was checking out his face with his hands and his cock slid along the white enamel of the sink and I could see the pores stretching open and pressed

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under the pressure of the movement. The scar line of his circumcision was darker than the rest of the shaft and zigzagged a few times under the underside before straightening into an equator around the rest of it. His piss slit opened and closed from the pressure of his body pressing against the porcelain and stretching it open and closed. I couldn't tell if he was tempting me or if he was just so casual at being naked that he didn't it a second thought. He combed through his head hair, brushed his teeth, flossed and did all of his preening with me sitting within 3-4 feet answering his questions and throwing in an occasional comment of my own. He then put his feet on the rim of the sink one at a time and trimmed his toe nails. His ass was so close on occasion that I could have kissed it as he swiveled and turned to get his foot at the correct angle for trimming.

The muscles of that ass stretched and moved and I could see the fuzz of it broadening and

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disappearing into the crack between the two great muscle masses. I could see his ball sack from the back and the tip of his cock hanging just past them as he worked on the other foot. He then turned with his back to the sink and stretched his neck trying to look into the mirror to check out his shoulders for zits and such.

As he did this he thrust his pelvis forward with his cock sticking way out and the hairs broadened and his cock sprung forward and up. The pores of the head of it were rougher and more ridged than the shaft. the hairs disappeared into the valleys of wrinkles in his ball sack. They were much fewer in number than the pubes above the shaft which made a beautiful orb to each side of that shaft. I was mesmerized watching his most prized private parts up so close and so natural in

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their movements and sat there with my own cock hard and fighting for space in my jeans and tighty whities. Then he toweled himself a bit more and lifted his ballsack in a few last swipes of the towel. He reached over to the desk and picked up a pair of jogging shorts and slipped them on before sitting on his desk chair facing me and pulling on his tennis shoes. As he rocked from side to side tieing them I could see up the pant legs of his shorts and appreciate the tug of the fabric against his member and the power his man meat had to push back against the fabric.

As he stood he pulled on a tee shirt and invited me to go get a coke with him. We walked out the door

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together like we do everyday and we walked across the campus to the sub. But this time I watched for the bounce of his cock in his shorts. I checked out his crotch each time he readjusted himself in his chair. I loved seeing the shape of his cock and balls against the stretch of the fabric and ogled every hair and the texture of his ball sack when it ventured out from the confines of the pant legs. What puzzled me was that he was a preacher's kid. I didn't know if he was like this at home or if it was because he was finally out where he could do his own thing and if it was all innocence or if he was some how showing it all off to me because he knew how much I was enjoying it. Regardless I would fall for the little show often and soon had all of his little moles and blemishes memorized and saw his cock in every state of being and shape it had. Yes he even had an erection or three that I didnt know if he were showing off to me or if he was simply unaware that I was looking at and just being himself with. I sure wanted to see, touch and feel all of him. But I am far too reserved for all of that.

Although we did shower together from time to time in the communal shower, he no doubt knew what he had to compete with. I would really love to see old Elrod naked again and perk him up like this memory has done to me.

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I was close to cumming so I had to step away for a second and turned back around so he could continue watching the show. I continued my slow methodical pleasuring of myself; making love to my cock and balls for the pleasure of this stranger. He was really into the show and practically drooling. “Can I touch your thighs?” he asked. I was really getting close to cumming so I paused for a minute or so and sat back down on the bench with my legs spread so he would have a clear view of my crotch as I pleasured myself.



I wanted him to be close to my cock when I shot my load so I motioned him over and he got on his knees between my legs and began rubbing my thighs, crotch area, chest, etc. He was rubbing everywhere that I wasn’t. I continued to jack my cock ever so slowly feeling the cum starting to boil in my balls … heck I had been jacking off for a complete stranger for nearly 40 minutes at this point. I knew I was close and his face was only inches from my cock. It was time to cum! I enjoyed him rubbing around the base of my cock, never touching my cock but rubbing all around it. I jacked faster. You know the tingly feeling that you get right before you cum? I was so turned on that I felt that wondering feeling more intensely than I had ever felt before. My cock erupted like I’ve never seen before. I’m normally more of an “erupter” than a shooter but this time thick white ropes of cum shot out straight up into the air landing on my stomach, back on my cock and even some landing on my strangers face. It was one of the most intense orgasm’s I’ve ever had because I was sharing my most intimate moment with a complete stranger. Letting a fully clothed person see my “cum face” as my cock continued to pump its juice everywhere. As I came down from the high created by my intense orgasm, I scooped up some of the cum off my chest with my fingers and while looking him right in the eyes slid my fingers slowly into my mouth and licked off my own cum. He had to adjust the way he was sitting … apparently something was causing discomfort inside his pants. Again, my desired reaction.



“WOW!” was all he could say. “WOW!” he repeated. “That was so fucking hot!” he said. “I’ve never done this before” I said, “and it was hot! I’d love to do it again for you and a group of guests sometime”.


He’s emailed about a dinner party he wants to setup for some friends out on his patio… something about needing a naked waiter that could provide after dinner entertainment. I guess that story might be Chapter 2.


I hope you enjoyed the story. This is a true story that happened just last weekend. It was one of the hottest things I’ve done in a long time. It made me feel good to feel like someone else enjoyed watching me. If you liked the story and would like a photo of the author, just email me privately at bucklebuddy @ nospam.yahoo. com (remove the nospam part to reply).

 

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An original story distributed on [Public Naked Guys] on Yahoo Groups on June 5, 2009

By Bucklebuddy





Isn’t it great when life presents us a chance to live out one of our fantasies in real life? Well that happened to me just last Friday. I haven’t written about it sooner because I’ve kept all the little details to myself for my private jack off sessions. About me … Well, I’m a country boy at heart … raised on a farm in Mississippi and living in the big town of Memphis. Yes, I know it’s technically a city but don’t get me started on that! I look to be late 30’s, masculine in every sense of the word, athletic, broad shoulders, nice legs, 7 x 5.5 cut cock with a pretty smile and devilish look.


You see, I’m an exhibitionist at heart. I love be seen naked. I do prefer that my audience be limited to guys because they are less likely to be offended, but certainly don’t mind ladies seeing if they are interested in looking. I go on walks through certain trails naked often so you never know when you’ll stumble on me. Anyway, yesterday I was feeling … frisky … we’ll say. I posted an ad on Manhunt that said ….



Want me to JO for you?

“Seriously. I have always had a fantasy about being the only person naked in a group and jacking off for the groups entertainment. Would love to perform for a small group this afternoon. Not $$ motivated; just living out a fantasy. I'm better than average looking, 6', 194#, athletic build, masculine, athletic, broad shoulders, nice legs, average size pierced cock that is 'pretty'. If you and some buds want an erotic show today, get in touch.”



Well I had a few people get in touch and agreed to meet this one guy right after he got off work. We actually arrived at his house at the same time. I was a bit nervous about this whole thing but had promised myself that I was going to do it. As we went inside I asked him pointedly “Where would you like the show?”. “I’ve got a really nice patio.” he said, “Would you mind doing it out there?”. “No problem” I said, thinking to myself that if he was comfortable with someone jacking off outside his house, then I was comfortable being the guy doing it. It was his neighbors, not mine.





We went outside on his patio and the weather couldn’t have been nicer. Nice shade on a warm, yet not hot day … a perfect day for pleasuring myself outside. I striped naked and sat on a bench on his patio and he sat in a chair directly across from me … fully clothed but obviously a bit excited. I had, with great determination, kept myself from thinking about what I was going to do before getting there. I didn’t want to get all hard and close to cumming in the car. So as I sat down, I had a nicely hanging soft penis that I began to make slow sweet love to. I tugged it downward and stretched it out before pulling it up and massaging my nuts with my other hand. I’d squeezed and tugged and slowly but surely my friend came to life. It started with a slow swell getting a little thick and little long on each tug. Growing each time I stroked until he was fully erect and harder than he has been in a long time!



“Do you ever let anyone touch it?” he asked, waking me from the trance I was in with my cock. I noticed that he was getting worked up … my desired reaction. It meant he was enjoying the show as much as I was enjoying doing it.


“Yes” I said, “... but not today”. He groaned and I went back to playing with my cock. I love feeling a hot throbbing cock and that is exactly what mine was while I was showing off. It was great to pull him on the downward stroke and let go and watch him fly up and hit me in the stomach. My fully clothed audience member seemed to love seeing the show but REALLY wanted to participate. Again, my desired reaction.


“Do you ever let anyone suck it?” he asked. “Yes” I replied, “…. but not today”. It was a part of my cat and mouse game to keep him really turned on. “Would you please stand up?” he asked. I didn’t immediately respond but I did eventually stand up and walk over to him. It was great. I was hard as a rock and jacking my cock off about 4 inches from his nose. He sniffed and tried to reach out with his tongue to touch the tip on my penis. We played the cat and mouse game a bit with me pulling back a little each time before finally pushing forward and entering his throat unexpectedly. He gagged just a bit and slowly adjusted to taking nice long slow draws off my cock. Of course, I’d pull out form time to time just to make him want more.





He had my cock good and slick so I sat back down (much to the dismay of my audience member) and started stroking my cock again. I’d jack and get myself right to the edge of cumming so that a little drop of precum would form before backing off so I didn’t cum just yet. I’d take my finger and scoop up the bit of precum and, while looking my audience member right in the eyes, would lick the precum slowly off my finger. For another 10 minutes or so, I kept making love to myself …. Letting a perfect stranger see me enjoying my own body … letting someone watch me during one of my most intimate moments with myself.


“This is really hot!” I said, momentarily distracting him from staring at my cock. I was really enjoying making someone else all hot and bothered. It made me feel sexy and I loved it! “Would you please stand up again so I can see your thighs?” he asked. I stood and turned so that he could see my back side hoping secretly that he’d fondle my ass for a bit. I wasn’t disappointed for long before I felt two hands on the globes of my ass squeezing and massaging it. I continued jacking myself, all the while facing his next door neighbor’s house, but just couldn’t turn away from a good ass massage for several minutes.

 

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[From: atitlan on his ymna2 yahoo group]


Strip poker is a CMNM / CFNM / CMNF game that has inspired millions of teens and adults alike to 'bare it all' for the sake of fair play and fun. There must also be a cultural aspect to such activities. In the US, we have 'strip poker' and spin-the-bottle, but I wonder what games other cultures invent to get each other naked or to engage in some touchy-feely pre-sexual dialogue or physical interaction - obviously sometimes leading to overt sexual behavior.
What was your favorite game involving elements of stripping, exposing or touching body parts, or complete nudity? Add yours as a comment to this post.

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When I was 19 turning 20, I had just started taking (imbibing) some alcoholic drinks. This was in France so it WAS legal to drink at that age. Inevitably, I would get a little too drunk and then - likely as not, I would start removing my clothes. It seems (from later retelling by my friends) that I was the first one out of my clothes at parties and I would somehow love to get to the highest place in the room (on a table, on the back of the sofa), stripped to undies or nothing at all. I vaguely do remember climbing naked up a telephone pole on a suburban neighborhood street near by university in southern France. My friends had to coax me back down. Funny how alcohol tends to play a role in these 'naked games'.

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From: Adam Pollard submitted to Nifty.org

(from the Erotic Story Archive)

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Subject: Butt doctor

Most men merely endure their occupations, never really finding their particular niche. Others, like myself, manage to find a profession that
allows them continuous pleasure.
I'm a proctologist. I'm never happier than when I have a splendid male ass in my face.

I'm able to smell them,finger them, inspect
them thoroughly...
all in the name of medicine! Now you'd think
that in order to
maintain my professionalism I would have to be content with those cursory
examinations.

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Fact is, I take on only male patients, supposedly because I specialize
in prostate problems.
But I also do examinations of pre-pubescent and pubescent males,along with having a
large gay clientele.


Some of my most pleasant dealing with young patients actually amount to what could be called booty calls. There are teenage boys afraid to come out of the closet who
come to me for release when they become unbearably horny.
They will feign constipation to their parents, for instance,
and ask to be allowed to see me for a local enema or a high colonic.

Just last week sixteen-year-old, Bobby, one of my favorite
repeaters, had his mother call me on a Monday afternoon asking if I could see him first thing Tuesday morning.
Pretending that I was clearing the decks just for
her lovely son, I told her that he could come in at 8 a.m.

My medical secretary and my male nurse were not due at work until 9:00.

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Bobby, a blond boy of average build for his age, had a marvelously attractive anus that was shaped as a vertical slit, rather than your usual circular winker.
It always aroused great lust in me it looked so fuckable.
Bobby loved giving it up to me after the customary warmup preliminaries.

That morning I arrived at my medical office at 7:20.I took off all my clothes and put on just my white lab coat and sweat socks. Bobby rang the bell at 7:54 and I let him in.

After telling him we would be all alone until 9 he grinned
lasciviously and gave me a bear hug. "Ooo, Doc, is that a stiffy under your lab coat?" I bent down and gave him a wet kiss on the lips."What seems to be the problem, Bobby. Are you stopped up?"

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"No. I had a good douche this morning. It's
just that I have blue balls and was hoping for a thorough prostate massage."I see. Take your clothes off and bend overthe end of the examining table while I get on
my roller stool behind you."He assumed the position and spread his cheeksso that I could gaze at his delightful vertical slit. I moved in and tongued it, laving it up and down to his excited whimpers.
My mouth filled with saliva which I drooled into his winker.I pulled back to look at his moist hole so enticing! I pulled on a rubber glove and gently probed until I found the G-spotinside his rectum and strummed it. He moaned with pleasure and wiggled his butt.
"Oh, Doc, that's great! But stand up and give me the real thing. Sink your shaft into my
vertical slit.I know you're lusting for it."I rose, unbuttoned my lab coat and shrugged it off.As it fell to the floor I took my throbbing erection in hand and brushed the head
of my dick around

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Bobby's anus, teasing it. Then I lined it up with his fetching opening and pushed against it.It winked and sucked in my glans. Then I sank the rest of my shaft up to the hilt
in his hot love chute.I set up a rhythm of humping as we both vocalized our feelings of extreme
sexual pleasure.Bobby grabbed the sides of the examining table with his two hands as I increasedthe intensity of my thrusting into his mucous membranes.
After about three minutes of serious fucking sweat was dripping off my browon to his back. When he cried out in his climax and I felt his sphincterspasming around my shaft I howled and started ejaculating into his beautiful
buns. I lowered myself and lay down across his back as we both tried to bring our
breathing back to normal. After my dick deflated I pulled it out and Bobby turned to embrace and kiss me, pushing his sticky package against mine.

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"Oh, Doc. That was wonderful. How much do I owe you?""It's on the house, Bobby. In fact, here is a five-dollar tip," I said as I fished a fin out of one of the equipment drawers.

The End

 

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A little more wriggling and my jeans were down my thighs and my bulging briefs were in full view of about a dozen of my teenage mates. Their eyes were popping, but I wasn't finished.
With some wiggling of my legs I managed to get my hard dick towards the vent in my briefs, where it started to show proud and hard and partly naked. With one final push I got my dick to pop out of my briefs and stood to
attention.


Mike, who was one of the group said "Let's get him fully naked" and yanked my shirt up over my shoulders. Right then, Mark joined in and pulled my briefs down to my ankles. The thrill of his hands pulling them was too much and I shot a creamy load all over the place.


Getting naked for my friends became my party piece from then on.
by
Thorn

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[This story was originally posted on the Yahoo Group [thorngay] by Thorn.]

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This is an absolutely true story of my first real exhibitionist experience. It was really hot.
I was with a bunch of guys who, for a laugh, decided to tie one of the group to a bench. They tied his arms and his legs to the bench and everyone had a good laugh. I remember being disappointed that no one took the opportunity to mess around with him, or get him naked.




I was feeling pretty horny, so I persuaded the guys to tie me to the bench. I had a thought that I could probably wriggle out of my jeans, and possibly more and make it look like I was just trying to escape.
I was tied to the bench and everyone was looking at me. I felt even more horny and I felt my dick getting hard.


I started writhing and wriggling in pretense of trying to get free and, sure enough, I could feel my

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jeans sliding down. The guys were still watching and joking.
I wriggled and squirmed harder and felt the waistband of my jeans slipping slowly down my butt.


The guys were still watching, a little more intently I thought as the movement at the back translated into the revealing of underwear at the front. I was getting really horny now and wriggled more and more until the jeans were off my butt and half way down the growing bulge in my briefs.
The guys were by now even more intent and others were coming into the room to watch. Wow, what a turn on!

 

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I can’t believe it! I can’t believe that

1. it is the biggest domestic news of the week since last Thursday and that most Japanese news stations would discuss this incidence ignoring the swine flu,
2. he is called “crime suspect” and no one shows sense of humor. He has been criticized widely for his behaviour and dropped from commercials and advertisements by various corporate sponsors (for God sake, he just got drunk, that’s all!),
3. his nudity picture cannot be found anywhere on the internet, no where to be seen!!!
4. getting drunk and stripping is not a peculiar behavior in Japan. Many Japanese men (not women lol) strip down to underwear when they get intoxicated.

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The fourth point is most surprising to me. I have actually heard from my friends and family that they have seen such behavior in various places including college drinking parties, wedding after parties, and even in office parties! Apparently, these people habitually strip themselves when intoxicated.

For example, my friend’s boss is known for this behavior and, everyone in the company knows about it and whispers “he’s gonna get naked again tonight” every time there is an office social event. Another friend of mine was a member of golf club in university, where several members were regular strippers when it comes to drinking party (nomikai). For every drinking party (nomikai) there was, they would come prepared to get stripped, by wearing fundoshi, traditional Japanese underwear for adult males, made from a length of cotton and looks like a thong. It is certainly not an appreciated behavior for everyone, but people generally accept these strip shows in the basement.

Always for a laugh. At least, no body would report them for harassment!


What is up with this behaviour?

I asked my Japanese friends, my father (who has worked in a Japanese company for years) , and my sister (who went to Japanese university and has seen such strip boys) and they all gave me the same explanation, that they strip out of repression. These men are repressed in the Japanese society and they can only free themselves when they strip off their business suits and reveal their true self. Under family stress, school stress, work stress, social stress, and even stressed in dating scene, they can only release their frustration by stripping off their armor and show their peers who they are. You see, the point is that they strip in front of their peers, colleagues, team mates, or school mates, and not for strangers.

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So… Kusanagi stripped in a park for the public, people who has been idolizing and worshiping him, hoping to liberate himself from repression. The most we can do for him, is to laugh and put the pictures up for the public eyes so he can relieve his stress.

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[h=1][/h][h=1]Repressed Japanese men gone naked[/h]Posted by: TokyoCherie on: April 27, 2009

In: Cherie's diary









From: Erikag59 on his CMNM google group



All over of the world and particularly during the college-age years when drinking alcohol seems to become the required form of activity in achieving social acceptance - especially in groups of male friends who have just become acquainted, the clothes come off after several bottles of beer de rigeur have been consumed. Later, these friends join clubs, fraternities, or just set up their own parties, where alcohol is the elixir of male camaraderie - which begats a whole new set of 'naked' antics. It is currently that time of year in Japan (the beginning of the school year - at colleges and universities nationwide), and since it is Easter, it's also in close proximity preceding or following Spring Break for many other campus communities worldwide.



Thanks to Erikag59 for sending out these photos to remind us of how nudity figures into the male culture of student university life. I'm sure many of you have similar experiences. Write in and tell us about When I was that age, I had a stark revelation -in both the meanings of the word. My strict Protestant parents had forbid me to drink (smoke, dance, play cards or have premarital sex too - of course - religion was a package deal for them -- all or nothing - intended to prevent one from sinning (LOL). Fortunately, that helped me avoid or curb most of the seven deadly sins, but it also stifled my social development to some degree as a high school teen.



Anyway, I dreamed of escaping these 'moral' restrictions. During my Freshmen and sophomore years at the local state university, I lived at home, studied a lot and also worked part-time, so I was well behaved in their eyes. But when the opportunity to study abroad came up, I jumped at the chance to participate in the Junior Year Abroad program, choosing to spend 10 months at a university in southern France. Sure enough, one of the first memories is having an alcoholic drink (chantilly -a simple beer cocktail (draft beer mixed half & half with Seven-Up (or limonade as they called it there. ) It was delicious and slightly 'dangerous' and made a nice buzz. Later, I graduated to red wine and started attending (and helping organize) parties along with my new found French friends, and also other American / British students who were also studying as exchange students at the Faculte de Lettres (College of Humanities (Literature, Languages, and Arts).





To make a long story much much shorter, I would get drunk and start removed my clothes. Eventually, I would end up inebriated and either passed out or asleep and naked. Along the way, we would be playing the typical games and antics -- along with just some plain old full. Although was surely attracted to the men around, I had not actually ever had sex with a guy (except for one furtive blow job with another anonymous (and faceless) student in my university library back home. These photos - some of them - bring back memories. Others certainly conjure up fanatasies.



Some times I wonder how many of today's universit frat parties are just precursory semi-erotic experiences for younger guys who will later (or not) affectionately recall their naked antics in college life when they reach middle age. The big domestic news of the week was the arrest for public indecency of mega-star Tsuyoshi Kusanagi on Thursday. Tsuyoshi Kusanagi is one of the most charismatic members of the SMAP boys band that has been popular for as long as I can remember (to be specific, 1990). Kusanagi was reportedly found nude at a park in 3am drunk, completely wasted.