I'm writing this intro after I've written everything below. I didn't really know what to call this entry. I was so angry about the whole thing last night so the title fits. You've seen Sensual Jared and S&M Jared, Naked Jared and maybe even a little Drama Jared. So now you see Angry Jared.
Nathan is hanging out with his little buddy Jeremy tonight. They went to the Metreon for a movie and video games at Sony. I'm stuck at home working and needed a little break. So here I am blogging again. I told him if there was going to be any fucking between the two of them he had to bring it home so I could watch, although I don't think it's that kind of relationship.
Funny, I just re-read that post I referenced. It was the first time I introduced Nathan to this blog. He was a lot thinner back then as I described. Jeff and Nathan got a bug up there asses and started going to the gym twice a day since then and taking all these supplements. He is much, much bigger now. Jeff was already over the top.
I had a tramatic experience in the shower this morning. Grey hairs are sprouting all over my head. I bolted out of the bathroom to show Nate and he was like, "um, yeah I noticed those before." So I went back and pulled um all out. I feel much better. This getting older thing is really starting to suck. I wonder how much longer I can fake being twenty-something when I go out. . . Shut up . . . You'll do it too when you pass thirty.
Oh shit, Nathan's back.
later
j
I don't know what this blog is about anymore. I just re-read my about section and its just not entirely about fetishes anymore. I mean they are definitely still there and I do plan to continue exploration and re-living them through the stories, but I'm a lot off-track in a good way with being in love, home buying and stuff. It's weird how life takes you in a direction you weren't expecting, it's ever-evolving.
I think it is still about being completely naked. Completely naked describes one of my many fetishes but it also describes my method of recollection and story telling. I do it raw, right after it happens. I don't really think about what I will write or how it will be received. I almost never go back and re-read or edit what I have written. I do go back to reflect on it later though. I stand before you and write everything in a completely naked state of mind. I hope this makes sense. It's late and I am beginning to ramble.
Some days I say to myself, Jared dude, do you still want to keep blogging? Everyday I am inspired to put something here, whether it's just a pic or a random thought like this or just about some little something in my life. Everything here is a reflection of who I am and what I like. So I guess the answer is yes, as long as I have inspiration and the time, I'll keep doing it. It's fun to me. It's an outlet. It helps me reflect on things. So yes, I'll keep doing it. Yup, no doubt.
Something happened to me today that made me think back to my childhood. I tried to make a list of ten things about them . . . about me. It almost reads like a paragraph. I'm leaving it though cause it's how I want to share this part of my life.
Here it goes.
1. I grew up in South Beach Miami during it's urban decay period.
2. My parents were poor 'starving artists'. I was a starving boy.
3. We were bought out of the area during the late 80's renaissance by developers.
4. They still live near the area today.
5. I hated school but knew it was the only way to get far away from being poor.
6. My mom cursed the gays when they moved in to the area.
7. I was so scared to tell her I was gay.
8. I lived my life on the beach everyday after school.
9. I fucking love the beach and miss living there.
10. But when I go back today, it has changed so much I don't even recognize it.
I hated many parts of my childhood but there were some awesome times. My life has made me a strong but caring person who has a lot to give. Much of the time I don't know where to focus that giving energy but right now, today, I know exactly where to focus.
So there it is, raw and completely naked.
jared
Oh yeah. Nate says 'hey'. I really wish you could see him laying next to me right now. He is completely naked too, in a real good way.
I didn't go to work today. Instead, Jeff, Nathan and I headed out to watch the pros surf Maverick's. I know it's hard to tell by the pic but those wave are between 18 and 25 feet. You have to be fucking nuts to surf this wave, but year after year the pros show their shit.
I took a few hours off this afternoon to get away and unwind. I hadn't seen Tyler, the dude I wrote about here and here, in a while and called him up. He was in his dorm hanging out, said he was playing some music and it would be great if came over to hang and listen.
I arrived to find him shirtless and hot as ever. There was no music playing though. "What's up dude?" "Hey Jared, I was just playing with some music." "Dude, I don't hear anything." "No man, I play guitar. I've been practicing today." He pointed to a guitar on his bed. "Hey man, I didn't know you played guitar." I walked over and picked it up. He ran over and grabbed it from me. "A little protective aren't you?" "It was my Dads and yes I protect it." "Do you want to hear something?" "Yeah man thats what I came over for, to hear some music."
I wasn't expecting much, but a little shirtless eye candy playing guitar was enough for me to endure whatever was about to violate my ears. He started playing. It was really good. I love music and I really love acoustic music with guitars and shit. There was no lyrics in this one. I just sat back and watched the muscles in his arms flex as he played. It was awesome.
He finished, laid the guitar on his bed and grabbed a beer out of his small fridge. "Tyler dude, you've been working those abs. Come here." He walked over and pushed his abs toward me. I rubbed my hand over his tight smooth muscles. "Man dude. That is totally hot." "Yup," he responded. "So do you want to hear another?" "Yeah dude. Go for it."
He sat back on his bed, lifted the guitar over his shoulders and kind of grinned and winked at me as it lay back in front of his torso. My cock stirred in my pants at the site of him. He began the song. This one, I recognized right away. One of my favorite songs in the world, "Everything" by Lifehouse. I fucking creamed in my shorts when he began the lyrics. He has a fucking amazing voice, fucking amazing. I couldn't believe it. I just sat there stunned as he belted it out. He got about three quarters the way through the song and stopped. "That's all I know right now. I've been practicing and hopefully will have it down in a few weeks. Did you like it?" "Fucking amazing dude. Where did you learn how to do that?" "My dad sang. He taught me."
We talked for a few hours. He sang another song. Then I had to go meet Nathan. It turns out that he doesn't want to be a professional which I believe he could pursue. He just likes doing it on the side and I respect that, but a lot of people are going to lose out not being able to hear this dude sing. Oh yeah, Tyler went on a date with a boy and got his second blow-job. I'm so proud.
I'm back at my flat waiting to meet Nathan. He is working a little late again, but is due soon. I pulled out my ipod and listened to 'Everything' again and some other songs that I like.
Here is a list of songs I've been listening to (not in any order of importance). I mostly like the acoustic versions if I can find them:
Everything by Lifehouse
Welcome to my Life by Simple Plan
Wake Me Up When September Ends by Green Day
Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional
Untitled by Simple Plan
Swing, Swing by The All-American Rejects (shut up they are cute)
Superman by Five for Fighting
Story of a Lonely Guy by Blink-182
Pieces by Sum 41
Perfect by Simple Plan
Mr. Brightside by The Killers
Lost Cause by Beck
Good Riddance by Green Day
You and Me by Lifehouse
Are We the Waiting by Green Day
later
j
Thanks for all the responses to my top 10 post. I received over 150 e-mails (I stopped counting) with your top tens. I am working hard to respond to them all, so please be patient and forgiving if I miss you. I also got some hate mail which isn't all that unusual and some "you're too good to be true" e-mail. Nathan isn't happy that I posted it and said, "we are going to have to lay down some rules," and then laughed knowing that I don't like being told what to do, and will usually do the opposite if tested. He playfully pulled me over his knee and gave me a few swats. I was instantly erect and hoped that he would really do it, but he didn't. If he really gets serious about some ground rules though, I will compromise out of love, even though it will be hard for me.
Dude. I can't believe who is reading my blog. I am so fucking embarrassed, but in a good way. I loved getting to know you more and have learned how seriously intelligent and hot you all are. I really like hearing from those of you living in different cultures and those of you with different views of life than me. The world seems so fucking small from here. You guys are from every part of the world. Whenever I get an e-mail or write back to you I like to know what time of day it is for you and use this sunlight map from opentopia.com. This is what it looks like at 9:40 pacific time. I am just getting ready to go out on the town and a lot of you are just getting up or having lunch. It blows my mind.
Most of you who e-mailed me asked me not to share, so I will respect your wishes. But seriously we could take over the world if we organized.
Jeff and I went to the baths, so now I finally have a story to post. I connected with this out of this world hot Asian dude. I'll try to write it up late tomorrow. Jeff is also hosting the jockstrap party on Sunday, so hopefully that will be post worthy.
Have a fucking great weekend.
j
In the absence of a hot edgy sex life for me this week (except for the love making with Nathan last night), I've decided to expose a little of my personal life. It's almost as thrilling as being completely naked. Here are ten twelve things you may be surprised to find out about me. It's not in any order nor isn't something I thought through. They are also very conflicting which speaks to the complexities that are me.
For those of you who don't give a fuck about me, I present to you the hot guy above. Damn look at those abs.
Here we go:
1. I am extremely competitive.
2. I still have a spiritual side but don't attend church.
3. I was a republican my freshman year (WTF was I thinking?!).
4. I work for a socially responsible company and love my job.
5. I used to have a money-grubbing corporate job and lived well but I hated it and my life
6. I have no siblings.
7. I don't smoke (except for weed).
8. I am a night owl and have difficulty getting up in the morning.
9. I must live next to a large body of water.
10. I have a MBA in Finance and PhD in Health Policy but can't do math or write well.
11. I traded my Porsche 911 for a hybrid when I moved to SF. I hate the hybrid but won't go back.
12. I see the world through rose colored glasses.
I would love to hear a little more about all of you: email me at jaredinsf@gmail.com
later dudes.
Hey dudes. It's been a busy weekend. Jeff and I went underwear shopping yesterday for a party he is throwing for the Superbowl. It gave me an awesome story to write up tonight because we had a little fashion show for Nathan when we got home. Nathan, Dave, Jeff, Paul and I are going to attempt to surf today. Jeff said the conditions are average so its a 50/50 chance we will be successful.
I'll try to post it for tomorrow morning.
Oh, one more thing I have been meaning to ask of you. I bought the domain www.completelynaked.org. I know this is a lot of trouble (picture me on my knees begging, my hot mouth right next to your, well um . . .) but would you mind changing your web links to that instead of the typepad link. If not, its ok because the typepad link will continue to work. I just would like to have Google pick up my site and the best way to do it is to have lots of links pointing in that direction.
Thanks! Have a great Sunday. . .
Man dudes, work has really sucked me dry this week. I've put in 64 hours and don't have any energy to even jack off tonight. Another 12 hours tomorrow and I'm going to crash on my couch all weekend. Well maybe not the whole weekend, I have to have some kind of sex. I love my job but dude give me a break already.
To make the week worse, I received a message yesterday from my fucking landlord. He put my place up for sale and gave me notice to move out. He offered to sell it to me but at a cool $1.7 million, I certainly can't afford it. I can't fucking believe the housing pricings here. This is a small two bedroom flat! What the fuck?!? Now I'm going to have to go out and find me a sugardaddy just to avoid having to move all my shit.
Wow man, I've never done the rant thing on my blog before. I feel great now! Oh shit, its not the blog that's making me feel good its this joint I'm smokin.
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