I finally finished writing up what happened. Sorry it took so long and for the teasers. Enjoy.
The three of us were stoked. It had been a while since we had been to a local theme party. The weather has been so fucking uncooperative and cold lately. But last night was different, it felt like spring in the air and this was the first of a string of parties we plan to attend this season.
We arrived through the gates and made our way into the pool house as instructed by the guy parking cars. We were told to change before entering the party. There were several other guys stripping along with Nathan, Jeff and me. The other guys had worn underwear underneath their clothes but for some reason we chose not to. Actually Jeff chose not to and I just followed along like I always do and didn't question and didn't even realize he had a secret agenda.
I stripped naked knowing the other two guys were watching. I went slowly, kind of getting off on them seeing me nude. I started to get hard and quickly slipped on the underwear. Immediately I sensed something was wrong with them. Something horrible. My cock hadn't rested snuggly into the basket of the shorts like it usually does. It slipped right through them and was still exposed and now rock hard. Jeff was giggling and nudging Nathan to look in my direction.
"Damn it, Jeff," I screamed! "You fucking asshole!" He cut a whole just big enough that my cock push through when I moved a certain way. "Come on! I can't wear these! You have to give me yours!" "No way bro. You'll be fine Jared. Come on dude, everyone will love it. Just wear em bro."
I punched him in the shoulder as hard as I could and tucked my cock back into my shorts. He laughed it off again as we made our way to the main house.
. . . . sorry . . . . sorry . . . if I could find just one fucking hour I could finish this . . .
I stood there nervously waiting for him to answer the door. My palms were sweaty and cold. I shifted my weight back and forth from one foot to the other hoping that maybe he had changed his mind and I could just continue having this fantasy without ever acting on it. I know I like doing this kind of stuff and have done similar things before but fuck if I don't get so nervous every time.
So the ab workout is going pretty well even though I had that bit of cheesecake . . . ok I ate the whole thing . . . shut up.
I took this picture in my bathroom mirror and then made it real grainy cause it is pretty revealing. I am starting to see the definition come back in the sides and my stomach is definitely much, much flatter. I can also feel the ab muscles underneath. Now I just got to build em up so they stick out. That is always the hardest fucking part for me.
Oh yeah. Way down at the bottom is the hard-on that started to grow when I snapped the photo. The next photo showed a full on erection but I'm not showing that one. . .
Oh my god I can't believe I am showing you guys this much of me!!!
So I am in Seattle on business for a few days this week. I arrived on Sunday and hoped to have another naked exhibition hookup with someone, anyone who responded to my little ad.
Sunday I found this one guy who I thought would be really into it. He was much younger than me but really aggressive and told me things in his e-mail that got me so fucking hot and bothered. I drove all the way to his apartment and he totally wasn't there or didn't answer the door. I left, cursing him all the way back to the hotel to try again. Endless e-mails later, nothing. Not one fucking real guy to do this.
Monday, same fucking thing. I have blueballs and I'm frustrated as hell! I'm done.
I sat on the cold wooden bench completely naked, my cock hard as granite, waiting for my new playmate to give me permission to come inside; at least I hoped that was the next step. He gave me explicit instructions that to follow upon my arrival. I was to arrive at his door 15 minutes before 8, strip naked, fold my clothes neatly and place them in a pile on the doormat, then sit on the bench behind the bushes until I was given my next instructions.
I didn't know this guy. I didn't know what he had in store for me. The ad just said that he wanted someone who got off on being stripped naked and forced to stay that way, a real exhibitionist. Butterflies filled my stomach as I waited. My mind raced with thoughts of what he was going to do with me. I also wondered if I had taken all the right precautions to ensure my safety. I mean, there are a lot of crazy people in the world and I was putting my entire being in the hands of a stranger. Dave was my backup, as he always is in these situations. He wasn't actually going to be present as in the other senerios, but he had his instructions. Dave is an awesome friend and understands my needs. I do the same for him although I'm not sure I could beat anybody up like he can. He is a big boy.
My thoughts were interrupted by the creak of the front door opening. A hand reached out of the dark and took my clothes. Then the door slammed closed. Oh fuck, I thought. I am outside, very near the street where there are people walking by. I am starting to get cold in this horrible SF weather and I have absolutely no clothes if I have to make a run for it.
I waited and waited. I began to shiver and wonder if I should bang on the door, demand my clothes back and then go. That's when he opened the door again and called me in . . .
I'm writing this on Saturday, Pride eve, so the posts are going to seem a little backward. I have never waited this long to post an event. That weekend is becoming more and more sketchy and harder to write about. If I get something mixed up I am sure Matt will post the correct version so check and compare his post to mine. It is also Pride here in SF and my mind is on that. My mind is also on Nathan. He is laying here on the couch naked, hotter than ever in his new skinny little body. I do owe you a post though. I do need to finish up the Palm Springs story so I am forcing myself to sit here and write this as I watch our Lesbian sisters ride their motorcycles and march noisily down the street, all 50,000 of them.
Matt finished up and posted his side of day two. You can read it here.
Let's get started . . .
I'm writing up Palm Springs Day 3 now but I won't have it completed until Monday morning. My buddy, Matt just finished up his verison of Day 2 here. Say hello to him in his comment section.
Matt continues his side of our Palm Springs trip here. It is so weird to read someone else's account of me and what happened. He describes me dead on though. I was shy with him most of the trip. I think I touched him only a few times and kissed him once because I was so shy with him. I don't know why I get that way with some people. He also tells about my balls not being shaved and that I wore a speedo under my shorts to control my erections. Ha ha. How fucking embarrassing. Jeez I am such a retard.
Anyway, I'll try to write about the third day before Nathan gets home or when he takes a nap or something. I'll work it out I promise.
Hug your significant other today . . . I'm going to . . .
Click here for Day 1 of my weekend in PS:
Also remember how I am delivering the story to you: Overall picture in the first few posts and then the more interesting sexy stuff in later posts.
I'm writing this entry on my way back from my Palm Springs weekend. So much happened I'm not really certain how exactly to cover it all. Let's just say my cock is so sore I won't be using it for a day or so. I think the best way is to tell you all what happened overall in the first few entries and then go deeper where it gets interesting in subsequent entries. Fuck, I bet I have a weeks worth of entries from just one weekend. Let's see . . .
This ad in craigslist gave me an instant woody. I fucking love this kind of party. I didn't even bother replying because I promised Jeff I would spend time with him. Also there is only a 50/50 chance it is real. Craigslist is now full of this kind of shit but none of it turns out to be real!
If any of you actually go to this let me know how it turns out.
A few of us are organizing a private CMNM gathering in SF Monday 29 from 6 to 9pm in the Castro (directions will be sent by email). CMNM stands for "Clothed Male, Naked Male" and is for guys who like to hang out naked with guys who remain clothed (for example, serve them naked), and conversely clothed guys who like to have naked guys around them. This is a voyeur/exhibitionist fetish and does not necessarily involve sex. In any case, this party will NOT be an orgy and fucking is excluded. This is a 100% drug-free, alcohol-free, safe-sex, no-fee event for a small group of consensual adult men, no more than a dozen participants. Ages ranging from 20s to 50s.
To get an idea of what a CMNM scene might be like, you could have look at the preview pics on cfnm dot net (not affiliated in any way with the present announcement, just cited as an example) and imagine the women replaced with men.
During the gathering, about half of the group would be clothed and the other half naked---probably with more CM than NM, so the NM feel more exposed, but to satisfy the "versatile" guys, we can rotate during the party and have some CM strip off and some NM get dressed.
CMNM contains an element of domination/submission, however NO hard S&M or military-style discipline. It means that the NMs generally follow the CMs' wishes within limits. Typically, everyone would start clothed and the candidate NMs would be asked to strip off (or be stripped off) in front of a committee and examined one by one. NMs can be touched by CMs. Possible activities: strip games, nude workout, j/o contest, serving, etc. Other ideas welcome.
Participants are asked to bring nonalcoholic drinks (plastic bottles or cans) and a pack of snacks so we can keep the NMs busy serving the CMs. Again, this will be an informal, social exhib/voyeur event, NOT a group orgy. Clothed men stay clothed.
If you are interested in participating, please email:
-your AGE and STATS (including body shape: slim? athletic? average? etc.)
-at least one PIC (either body or face or both)
-your preference: do you want to remain clothed the whole time, or naked, or you would like to try both?
-tell us why you are interested in CMNM and if you already have some experience there (beginners welcome)
Depending on the number of replies, it could be that not everyone will be able to participate as we cannot be more than a dozen people.
I finally finished Part II. They really should be read together, so go back to Part I if you haven't read it or don't remember it and then come back here.
Shit I can't believe I am telling you guys EVERYTHING that happened.
pic source: tom ropes mcgurk
I've been talking with Ken about my fantasies and fetishes. After our scene several months ago, I was totally horny for doing something to push my limits. I've been itching to combine two fetishes together for a while, and he, along with the 'naked cocktail party' guys, helped me set it up.
For those of you who really don't like my S&M stuff I recommend that you stop reading now. This was one of the most intense scenes I've had to date. Not because it was more painful than I could bare because, frankly, some of it was staged for the audience. It was intense for me because I was forced naked and put in embarrassing positions and endured S&M in front of a party of people. Everything was totally consensual and there was a lot of role-play, so don't go thinking I didn't ask for it. It was exactly what I wanted.
So here we go.
Part I of II after the jump
I'm a little scared. Ken (introduced here and here) and I've been talking about pushing my limits a little. He wants to do something to me in front of a group. We've talked extensively about what levels he could take me. This upcoming session involves being forced naked and totally humiliated semi-publicly.
We tried to get something scheduled for this weekend and it's still a possibility but more than likely will be in two weeks. We are still working on the details but we have confirmed that Leonard and a few of his pals from the Cocktail Party have agreed to host. I'm not sure they realize what they are going to witness.
The rules of the game were simple. Each dude in the circle will spin the bottle. The person it lands on must pick a dare from the deck, read the dare out loud and follow the instructions. If they don't want to do the dare then they have to perform one of three levels of penalties each one more severe than the other with the last one involving being permanently banned from the rest of the party. Everyone must play totally safe in all situations.
As an aside, I typed the dare exactly as it read on the card so don't get on me for not understanding some of them. Dave gave me the cards after the party in the order they were played.
So if I remember correctly there was, going clockwise, me, Nathan, Dave, Mark, Eric, James, Mike 1, Jeff, Mike 2, Paul, and Ben. I know Nate, Dave, Jeff, and Paul but I don't or I should say didn't know the other guys.
After a few beers and some weed we decided to get started. Everyone was dressed in sweats and shit they didn't mind losing. It was funny seeing a room full of gay guys without the high-end fashion and designer labels.
Dave spun the bottle first. It landed right in between Mark and Eric. We didn't establish rules about that so he had to spin again. He spun, the bottle went round and round like a thousand times, slowed and landed on me. It was just my luck to swear off getting high, being stone cold sober and having to do the first dare.
Jeff and Nathan have been like my older brothers for a decade now. It's not because they are really older than me or taller than me because they're not. We are the same height and age but they are much stronger than me and outweigh me by like twenty pounds each. They also pick on me a lot like older brothers do. I am always the butt of practical jokes, the one used as the lab rat or the one that has to bottom; maybe I should have said incestual brothers above.
I'm not complaining. If I didn't like it I would have moved on long ago. It compliments my sexual fetishes and gets me a lot of attention that I also love. They both really love me. I am certain of this. But even in their thirties they are still such boys and need an outlet for stupid antics.
We arrived at the winter getaway home of Brent and Bert late. The weather was frightening as snow was covering the freeway faster than it could be removed. We had to stop and put chains on Jeff's tires and the traffic going into snow country was a horrible.
Brent and Bert are past retirement age and live comfortably in whichever house among four they chose to travel to that day. Jeff has known them for some time but this is Nathan's and my first time meeting them. They seemed to be very sweet guys, together just three years and still all over each other like newlyweds. They have some of the same fetishes as me and were able to help Nathan learn a few things. In hindsight, I'm glad he learned some stuff but it was a little painful for me to get through, as I was the focus of the training.
After a tour and some conversation, it was time to take showers and wind down. We all agreed to separate and then come back and hang out in the living room for a while. Brent and Bert had so many questions for us and us of them. They have led very full and fascinating lives.
The house was four bedrooms and I think, five baths. B & B assumed we would each take a room but the three of us like sleeping together. We are like a pack of dogs that way. We took the largest guest room, stripped and showered. It was after we showered and I was standing naked at my suitcase that I noticed the joke. Nathan and Jeff had replaced all my underwear with a pair of pink, laced silk panties. They took all my other clothes that I planned to wear around the house. All that was left was my ski gear and the clothes on my back, which were wet, dirty and smelly from the day, which included having to put the chains on in a muddy patch along side the road.
I had a choice now: wear long john bottoms from my ski gear that were extremely tight and itchy, wear the panties, wear nothing or steal one of Nate's or Jeff's. I chose the latter and moved to get underwear from Jeff's suitcase. Jeff tackled me, "No way dude. You're not wearing any of mine. Wear the panties. You will be cute in them." "Jeff man, I don't know these people. I can't just go out in those." Nathan entered, drying his hair with a towel. "Oh," he says. "I see you found your new duds. Jared. I want you to wear the panties." "Nathan . . ." "Come on J. Just wear them. You're fucking hot bro. Brent and Bert will love it." I sat on the bed, naked and angry. "Let's put it another way," Nathan says. "You've got me really liking this spanking thing. Either you wear the panties or I take you out to the kitchen naked and spank your ass in front of them." I wasn't ready for that and put on the panties as Nathan and Jeff put on boxers. Nathan wrapped his arm around my neck and messed my hair, "I love you bro."
I took a deep breath as we walked out to the living room. The B's were already on the couch facing away from us. They had matching PJ's. As they turned toward us, I panicked, quickly slipped out of the panties and tossed them back in the room. I just couldn't do it. It is nowhere near a fetish of mine and was way too humiliating. My cock started to grow from being naked. Brent and Bert looked us over. "To be young again," Bert said. "Look at that cock. Did you forget something?" "Yes," I said timidly. "I mean . . ." Jeff broke in, "We bought Jared a present and he didn't like it." "It was brand new underwear. We replaced all his others because we thought for sure he would like it but he doesn't and we're hurt." We sat around the living room. Nathan sat next to me, put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. "I like him naked," he said. He was a little hard in his underwear too. My dick was standing straight up.
We sat awkwardly, me naked, Nate and Jeff in their underwear and Brent and Bert in there matching PJs. We tried to get back in the conversation several times but there was too much tension in the room. Jeff broke out, "Nate, didn't you say you needed to spank Jared tonight?" Everyone looked at Nate. I squeeze his hand hard. "Um yes." "We have a paddle you could use." Bert blurted out. "Ok, I have stuff . . ." Before Nathan could finish his sentence, Bert leaped to his feet and went for the paddle.
Jeff leaped up too, went to the guest bedroom and came back with two joints. "Oh yeah," Brent said.
Bert came back with a round ping-pong looking paddle with holes drilled in it. "Bend him over your knee." Jeff said grinning from ear to ear. "Let's paddle Jeff," I responded. "We never do anything to him. Let's paddle him." "No way bro," Jeff shouted. You didn't do what you were told so you're getting it tonight."
Nathan was a little nervous and so was I. This was only the second or third time he has done something like this to me and it has never been in front of an audience. I'm not sure he had really been serious about doing this when he threatened before, but now the peer pressure was on. I maneuvered over his lap. He took a hit from the joint and then began spanking my ass. I squirmed and squealed as the paddle landed over and over. Those fucking holes really make a difference in the pain. He was up to twenty and not letting up, whack, whack, whack, over and over. I couldn't take much more and tried to put my hand down over my ass. Jeff moved over and held them down while Nathan continued to pound away. After what I believe was close to fifty swats, he stopped. "Jared," he said. "Stand up and show them your red ass." He was high now and much more at ease. I wasn't. I stood up and watched a long string of pre-cum stretch between Nathan's lap and the tip of my cock. As I stood up it broke and more oozed to the floor. "Come here." Nathan wiped the pre-cum up with his hand, licked it and then turned me around where my ass was facing the B's. "Show them your hole," he says. "What?" "Show um." I bent over and spread my cheeks. Hands caressed my ass. I turned around and sat back down next to Nathan.
"We like spanking too," Bert said. "We both like to give and receive." Bert reached out for the paddle as Brent pulled down his pants and, OMG, grandpa underwear. His ass was definitely aged but plump and begging to be spanked. After seeing his cock and sagging skin, I am scared to get old but encouraged by the fact they are so horny for each other. Bert spanked Brent in the same fashion Nathan did me. Afterward Bert showed Nathan a few other things and suggested he practice on me. Nathan showed Bert some of the paddles and shit he bought earlier.
One of them really got me going. Nathan bought this stiff leather rod that was no bigger than the width of a pencil and about a foot long. Bert bent me over, spread my cheeks and spanked my anus with it. Fuck it hurt, but I was so turned on by it. Jeff whipped his cock out and stroked it. Nathan tried spanking my hole and, like an animal, I responded by turning around and jumping him. We fell to the ground and I kissed him madly and grinded by cock on this underwear covered crotch. "Fuck Nathan, that was so hot!"
As the night progressed we were all getting a little out of control and the sexual tension rose higher and higher. Brent and Bert, being proper gentlemen (ha ha), retired to their bedroom to finish off what they started, leaving Nathan, Jeff and I alone to fight about who was going to top whom. I just knew I was going to get my ass fucked again tonight.
The three of us approached each other and stood in the middle of the room kissing. I kissed Nathan on the lips while Jeff watched and then moved to Jeff as Nathan watched. Jeff and Nathan kissed each other and then we tried to three-way kiss even though it's awkward and never works well. We pulled on each other's cocks as we kissed again and then I went down on Nathan and Jeff moving back and forth between them and sucking their cocks. Jeff's pre-cum was all over his cock. It was salty and bitter, very different from Nathan's. I moved to Nathan's cock and was determined to get pre-cum flowing to compare. They kissed each other and moaned as I moved back and forth.
We moved positions where I was laying on the coffee table and sucking Jeff's cock while he stood. Nathan moved down and kneeled over me and sucked my cock. His cock was very near my face. I reached out with my hand and stroked it. Jeff had to push his cock down for me to get to it. He was rock hard. His cock tends to stick straight up when he is so turned on, so it was hurting him to push it down. I played with his balls, rolling them around in my mouth as I stroked his cock with my other hand instead of trying to suck him. He knelt down and kissed me. "Jared," he said, "I love you bro. You were a good sport tonight man. I'll bottom for you tonight." I let go of Nathan, looked at him in shock and tapped Nathan. "Nate, Nate. Jeff said he wants to be fucked." Nathan got off me and I stood up. "Jared go get the condoms." I ran to the bedroom and hunted around. "Nathan," I shouted at the door. "Where are they?" "In my suitcase in the zipper part." I looked and found nothing. "They aren't here." Nate and Jeff entered the room and we all frantically looked for the condoms. Nothing . . . We couldn't find them, anywhere. "Should we ask Brent and Bert?" "No man," I said. "That's rude." We stood there looking at each other, our cocks going limp. The mood was fading fast and we just let it go. I swear this was another one of Jeff's pranks.
We went back into the living room, cleaned up a bit and then hit the shower again. We stroked one out together and then washed off. I love watching the two of them masturbating. I especially love the expressions on their faces.
We went to bed satisfied. Nathan and I spooned for a while, spending some time as a couple as Jeff snored away. Nate whispered that they really didn't leave my stuff back at home. He said that all my underwear and other clothes were in Jeff's suitcase. They just wanted to show me a good time and play to my fetish. Nathan had his arm wrapped around my waist and played with my cock until we both fell asleep.
I'm not totally sure there is a real good 'erotic' story here. In short, it was just me, naked on a Friday night, in a room full of clothed strangers. They got me to do a few sexual things for them and then jack off. That was really it. The night was really about what was going on inside me and not what was going on outside.
So here it is:
The gym was crowded at 5pm on a Friday afternoon with dudes getting ready to dance, hook-up, troll, and then eventually get naked and fuck. I wondered as I pumped up my own muscles if anyone there was about to do what I was about to do. I mean I did see all those ads Friday morning about guys wanting to do exhibitionist things like me.
Six-thirty rolled around and it was time to head over to this guys place. I had to be there before seven in a neighborhood between the Castro, where I live and Noe Valley. It was walkable but it would take about 15 minutes.
Even though I said that I wanted no more than two people beyond the host, I did agree to let him invite several more through an exchange of e-mails where he begged me. All of the guys were over sixty with the exception of the host who was in his early fifties. I don't remember all of their names unfortunately but the host's name was Leonard, the first guest was Thomas, and one of the guys name was Al or Alvin or something.
I had this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach most of the afternoon and it got worse as the hour approached. I couldn't even eat. What the fuck was I doing. I am supposed to be a responsible 30-something adult and I am about to go and play 'naked games' with perfect strangers. I had to force Gatorade down just to stay hydrated and have something inside me.
I arrived at Leonard's place with fifteen minutes to spare and rang the bell. Wow! The place was stunning, a full three story home, completely renovated. Leonard answered. He looked just like his pictures; about 5'5 and thin, but with a full head of white hair. "Hi, um I'm Jared." "Ah, yes you are. Come on in. The guest will be here in a few minutes. Come in, come in." I followed him in, feeling a little worse than before, lightheaded like I was going to faint. The blood was rushing to my head, I was cold and my palms were sweating.
"What a fun evening this will be. I am so glad you came." He looked me up and down and didn't seem the least bit nervous. I fully expected him to be at least a little nervous. "Well, let's get you changed." He led me upstairs. "I bought a little something for you to wear for the first part of the evening." He pulled two small packages out of a Nordstrom bag; underwear, boys underwear with little action heroes on them. He ripped open the bags and held them out. "I would love for you to wear these to greet the guests. They are the largest size I could find. You don't have to if you don't want to, but it would be quite exhilarating if you would." I took the underwear: a small shirt and briefs, "Ok, let me try them on and see if they fit."
"I will leave you to it. You can put all of your belongings in this." He handed me a small black leather bag. "Just bring it down with you when you are done and I'll put it away for safekeeping." He left me in the room alone to change. I stripped off my clothes and put the briefs on first. It was almost impossible to put on, but I managed. My cock had already grown hard and was barely contained inside. My pubic hair was sticking all the way out as the top of the shorts rested at the lowest point on my abdomen where my cock begins. The shirt was next. It ripped a little as I put it on and cut off the circulation in my arms. As I pulled it down over my torso, I knew there wouldn't be enough material. The damn thing stopped short of my navel so the area between it and my crotch was fully exposed. I looked around at my back in the mirror and saw that most of my as crack was exposed as well.
As I made my way down the hall and walked down the stairs I heard two men talking. I followed the voices until I saw Leonard and the first arrival. "Ah Jared, look at you." I turned beat red as two sets of eyes stared at me. "Let me take that for you." I handed him the bag with all my belongings and he took off down the hall with it. "Hi, I'm Jared." I waved at him shyly, nervously. He was much older than my host. He just stared for a minute, a long minute, before he said anything. "Oh, I'm Thomas," he said as he shifted his drink from one hand to the other in order to shake my hand. We stood there awkwardly, in silence until Leonard came back in the room in a flurry. "So I am assuming the two of you got acquainted. Thomas, how do you like little Jared's bedtime clothes?" 'Little Jared?' I thought. Now he had put me in a child-like role. "Nice, very nice and what a big package the little man is sporting," Thomas responded. They both looked down at my crotch and my eyes followed. I was still hard as a rock, my cock resting sideways in the little underwear.
"Would you like to take a peak," Leonard said as he approached me and pulled down the front of my underwear." My cock flopped out and pointed straight up. "Very nice Jared. I can't wait to see what you will do with that thing later." He let go and the waistband snapped back against the shaft of my cock. "You can go ahead and put that away Jared." I reached down and struggled to push my cock back in the little briefs.
The doorbell rang. "Jared would you mind answering the door please?" He pointed in the direction of the front door and I walked down the hallway and opened it. "Oh my," a large queen of a man screamed in a high shrill voice. "My my, my, my, my." He was clutching his shirt collar and pushing at his friend as he they walked through the door. I felt the heat of blood rushing to my head. My heart was beating in my throat. They just stared at me as they entered. Not even a hello, just stares. Before I shut the door I heard someone down the street shouting, "Hold the door please." His accent was English. I've seen him before somewhere, but didn't know him personally. "You must be Jared," he said as he entered. "I'm Al(vin). I love your outfit." He entered, I closed the door and the cocktail party began.
Leonard offered everyone a drink. They were all huddled around each other, exchanging greetings and taking beverages from Leonard. Al(vin) called me over and as I approached, rubbed his hands up and down the front of my torso. The large guy, whose name I can't fucking remember, had his hands over his mouth as he stared at me. "Leonard," Al(vin) said, "Get this young man a drink. He needs something to calm him down a bit. His heart is just going pitter patter." I immediately turned him down. I needed all my faculties intact to get the full experience and alcohol would lessen the true experience. I knew I was nervous and didn't need him to remind me or calm me down. Fuck I was supposed to be nervous!
Everyone sipped on their drinks while I was passed around the room with hands all over me, lifting up my shirt and pulling at my underwear. The head of my hard cock made its way out of my underwear several times and I had to keep putting it back in place.
Leonard eventually corraled everyone into the living room where a tall, out-of-place stool was set in the center of the dimly lit room. "Jared. Why don't you come in and talk with us. Tell us about yourself." He motioned for me to sit on the stool and I followed his lead. As I sat, the tiny underwear slipped over my ass and my cock freed from the binds of the underwear and pushed them forward where it could stick straight up. "Take off your shirt," the large guy said and giggled with his hands still over his mouth. I crossed my arms, lifted my shirt over my head and threw it at him playfully. He shrieked and then giggled again as the shirt hit him in the face. That helped me to get back a little of my confidence and take back the room just a little. I stood up, pulled my underwear back up over my ass and then teased them my pulling the front down to the base of my cock. I could still feel my heart pounding but I was trying to ignore it. The blood rushed to my head again and I know I must have turned beat red. The large guys friend shouted, "Oh, I want those." I turned around so that my ass was facing them, slipped them off and sat back on the stool with them covering my crotch. I didn't think I would be so much the center of attention. It was as if I was the entertainment and not just another guest that just happened to be totally nude while everyone else was clothed. At least that is the way I envisioned it going.
"What do you want to talk about?" I said to Leonard. "Uncover yourself and spread your legs wide." I followed his suggestion. My cock was sticking straight up and everyone was looking at it. "Tell us about the most unusual place you have had sex."
So the story telling began and more probing questions followed. I played with myself as I told them some of the ones I have written here and some that I haven't. Pre-cum kept leaking from my cock and each time I wrapped it around my fingers and licked it. At one point one of them said I should write an erotic book. I just smiled.
After several stories I became much more comfortable, got up from the stool, walked over and sat in the laps of the large guy and his friend. I liked them because they were sarcastic and had a dark sense of humor. They rubbed their hands over my chest and abs. Al(vin) asked what my favorite body part was. I answered, "My cock," then lay back, and started to stroke it. I grabbed one of the guy's hands and guided him to my balls. He played with them as I stroked. Everyone else was looking at me. I thought this was going to be it. I knew once I came it would be over and I would be ready to go, but a buzzer went off in the kitchen and Leonard jumped up saying. "Oh, our meal is ready." I stopped what I was doing. I didn't know there was going to be dinner, although I had smelled the aroma of cooked food all evening and was starving.
We moved into the dining room awkwardly. The table was set and the buffet filled with food. Before I was able to see that the table didn't have any centerpiece, Leonard told me to get up in the center of it and stretch out. I followed his suggestion and sat with my legs stretched out while leaning back on my elbows. Everyone gathered at the buffet and then sat at the table.
We all moved into the dining room where the feast began. Leonard didn't allow me to sit for long, he kept asking me to change positions so that I was forced to expose my anus or my cock more. At one point he had me sitting with my legs wrapped around Thomas's plate, my feet dangling in his lap. Thomas teased me with food and said each time that I played with myself for him, he would give me something to eat. This became a game with everyone else and I went from one to the other doing what they asked in exchange for food.
Soon the meal was over and we all went back into the living room. Leonard whispered to me on the way back that the night was just about over and all these old guys would need to go to bed soon. I thought the statement was a little odd but I took his cue.
I knelt on the living room floor in front of them, closed my eyes and began to jack off. I tried to think about what I did to myself at home alone. I wanted them to see the way I did it when no one was around. Not even Nathan has seen me jack off the way I do it alone: the way I like to cup and squeeze my balls as I play with myself, the way I like to stick just a little of my finger up my ass, the way I like to taste my salty pre-cum over and over as I stroke, the way I contort my face, the way drool sometimes slips from my mouth. As I got closer and closer, I became more verbal, "Fuck yeah dude, fuck yeah. Fuck dude, fuck, fuck." I opened my eyes and squeezed hard on the base of my cock as I shot my load across the room. I was so into it I don't even remember what their reaction was. A second load into the air, although not as far, and I was done. My emotions went from hot naked exhibition to embarrassment. I found myself standing exposed in front of a room full of strangers, cum all over my hands and cock. They were still as horny as fuck, but not me. I was done and ready to get the hell out of there. Leonard got me a towel and asked if I wanted to shower, but I politely turned him down. The guys rose to their feet, praised me and told me how hot I was and how hot it was that I had this fetish and that I shared it with them. Thomas gave me his number and asked if I would come over and do it for him privately. Clumsily, I left them to retrieve my clothes and to thank Leonard privately for having me over to do this. He stopped me say he should be the one thanking me. He held out his hand to shake mine and I reciprocated. I found a big wad of 100-dollar bills in my hand in the end, but quickly gave it back to him. "No Leonard. This isn't a prostitution thing. This really is just a fetish." With that he guided me back into the living room where I said my final goodbyes and walked home.
For about four and a half hours I was completely naked in front of perfect strangers and loved every minute of it.
I love it when a guy is proud to show off his hard-on in any situation. There is this nude yoga club in LA that is totally cool with public erections. The site says, "Being naked is mandatory and creates a feeling of camaradirie missing from many classes at gyms and other studios. And if you're worried about getting hard you'll find that erections are very welcome at our events." Several other areas go on to say we, as males, should be proud of our cocks. Oh my god, I get so hot when I see an erection!
It didn't take long for me to recover. I turned on the porn video that was provided by the resort, hit the shower and kicked back a beer. The porn was about a Russian army camp. These hot barely uniformed guys, apparently, had done something wrong and were being interrogated by this authority figure. A fetish video right up my alley. Anyway, the guys were restrained to a wall with chains spread eagle, their clothes being ripped from their hard, hot bodies. The interrogator had a whipping rod that he used on their chest, abs, cock and balls. After 10 minutes of this video I was rock hard and ready to head out again.
I walked outside again. I can't believe how warm it is at night here. It has to be 80 degrees out and it's late. There was a threesome at the shallow end of the pool. They didn't look up. They were a little busy working each other over. One of the guys was sitting at the edge of the pool getting a blowjob by a second in the water. From what I could tell in the dark, he was hot, lean and mostly abs. The third guy was in the water next to the second guy. Most likely waiting his turn on the 'abs' guy's cock. I didn't stick around to find out what happened.
I walked around the grounds for a while. My cock stayed erect most of the time. I blame it on the sexual energy all around me. Naked guys everywhere, walking around, hooking up, fucking right in front of everyone. Almost every room had 2, 3 and sometimes over 10 guys in them, all fucking each other. The blinds wide open exposing fully lit rooms. I thought at the time there is no way this many people are staying in the rooms. The grounds are completely locked down at night. Even if anyone happen to sneak in it would be very difficult to get back out through the double locked doors. I found out later that patrons walked around outside, picked up other guys and brought them back. It was up to the new visitors to find there way out.
There are three pools, a gym, a lounge, a firepit, and lots and lots of rooms here. It really is a great place. You should check it out if you get a chance to go. Book your reservations early though. It's popular, especially with the LA crowd.
I made my way back to my room to grab another beer. Just when I put my key in the lock this fairly attractive guy approaches me. "Are you Jason," he says. I took a quick scan of his body. He was shaved bald, tan, naked with a hard-on just like me.
"No, I'm Jared. Why do you ask." "I saw you walking around with this hard-on." He touched the tip of my cock, pulled it down and let go. "I chatted with this guy named Jason on craigslist who said he would be staying here. He said to look for the guy walking around with an erection and that would be him. Are you sure you are not him?"
"No. I said, but I'm here now. What were you guys going to do?"
He said that he is a complete exhibitionist. That he and this Jason guy were going to do exhibitionist things around the Palm Springs area, like walk around the Warm Sands neighborhood in their underwear, go to a bar in only jockstraps, etc. "That's hot," I said. "I am totally into that." He said he couldn't do it tonight because he had plans but tomorrow night. "Great," I said. "You know where I am staying. Just come over when you are ready."
I got my beer and headed out again to the south pool. I parked my naked ass on a lounger for a while and watched people pass by, skinny dip in the pool, and hook up.
I noticed this guy that passed me several times. I was really attracted to him. From his face I believe he was in his mid-forties, but he had the body of a twenty year old; smooth, tight skin revealing every well developed muscle in his body and no fat anywhere.
I thought there was no way I was in his league, but I guess I was wrong. He sat down in the lounge right next to me. I mean, this chair was so close to me it touched mine. He said nothing for a while. He didn't make a move for a while. Just sat there.
I leaned over and said, "You have an awesome body." He said, "Thanks, so do you," and put his hand on my thigh. I did the same except that I didn't rest it there but made my way up to his quickly growing crotch. I took it in my hand and played with it, cupping his balls and rubbing my hand up and down his shaft. He reciprocated by touching my already rock hard cock and using my precum to massage and swirl around my piss hole. We did this for a while and it felt incredible.
He made his move and straddled me as I lay on the lounger. I took the opportunity to caress and admire his overly developed pecs. I pinched his nipples and twisted them until he pushed my hand away. I wanted to know how much pain this guy could take as you all know I like my sex a little on the rough side. He actually took it very well.
He bent down and took my cock in his mouth. One hand held the base of my cock and balls, while the other pinched and twisted my nipples hard. He must have gotten the message about my kinky side. He alternated between sucking and slurping my cock to slightly biting the tip of my shaft. When he bit down, he twisted my nipples with one hand yanked on my balls with the other. I was in ecstasy. This guy was extremely intuitive and knew what I liked.
I tried several times to reciprocate but he push me away each time. I finally got the hint. This session was about me.
He then spread my legs wide. So wide it began to hurt, but was erotic at the same time. His mouth was still on my cock, deepthroating me while one hand was still pinching one nipple then the other. He began to finger my anus, touching it lightly at first and then more aggressively until, finally, he shoved it in my hole. I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut trying to simultaneously process and feel all three sensations.
I felt the presence of another person come near us. I opened my eyes to the sight of this beautiful specimen of a man. The thick, meaty, body builder of a man I had noticed earlier in the evening. He sat down in the chair next to us and watched our erotic play.
I looked at him as I was getting the blowjob. It was difficult to concentrate on everything happening to me: a stranger watching me while I am butt naked, outdoors, getting a blowjob, and getting fingered up my ass. He switch to stroking me with his hand. Stroke after stroke was bringing me close to cumming. He developed a rhythm as he fucked my ass with his finger and stroked my cock. I began to heave and tense my abs. The other guy reached over and placed his hands on my abs. It was to much for me. "Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." I released my load and it shot through the air and over my head and in my face and on my chest. He kept pumping my cock as he grabbed his own. I looked over at the other guy and he was pumping his own cock. I motioned for him to stop pumping me but he continued. It wasn't long before he was shooting his load on my abs. The other guy stood up, heaving and then cumming on my chest.
We all quickly parted. I went back to my room to, once again, to recover and get back in the action. It was an incredible experience.
Note in December: I was never able to finish this story. Maybe as summer gets closer and I plan to go back I will me motivated to complete it.
As I opened the door, I felt the hot dry air hit my naked body. My hard cock twitched as I noticed two guys in the pool outside my room look up at me. Their eyes moved quickly from my face to my throbbing hard cock. They kept their eyes locked on my hard-on as I walked toward the pool and then around it. Another couple was exiting their room on the other side of the pool, both dressed to go out. I headed toward and passed near them, my heart racing. The older one reached out and brushed his hand over my abs and said, "nice." I turned around as they continued toward the exit. He turned around and said, "See you later, ok." All I could do was nod.
The theme of the night for me was exhibitionism. I was both embarrassed and turned on about being completely naked and hard in front of clothed guys.
After passing the two guys I made my way to the firepit. There were two guys in towels sitting next to it talking. Their eyes followed me as I passed by. I began walking down the path and sensed them get up and follow me. I turned left into an area of the grounds known as the hall of mirrors and stopped. They caught up with me and then moved in front of me. "Um hi. You look great," one of them said. "Thanks," I said. My heart was racing. I was the only one around so far that was naked and I wondered if that was ok. The other one asked if he could touch my chest and I nodded. His hand traveled over my chest and nipples and then down my abs. I watched his shoulder and bicep flex as he did it. His body was deeply tan, thin but well muscled. His hair and eyes were jet black. I looked down and saw his towel tenting. "I'm David," he said. "And this is Matt. What is your name?" "Josh," I said. Yes I always use a seudo name when I am out, but always one with a J.
I asked why they weren't naked tonight? They shrugged and asked if I wanted to see them naked. I said yes and, in an instant, each removed his towel to reveal two nicely sized erect cocks. I reached out and grabbed them both and pulled the guys in very close. Each had that smoldering look like they wanted to kiss so I made the first move and went in to kiss David. For a thin guy he had really big soft, pouty lips. Matt joined in. As I kissed Matt, David kissed us both on our necks and cheeks and then back to our lips. I looked over into the mirrors while this was happening. It was like looking at a porn.
David knelt down and licked my cock from my tight balls to the tip of my shaft. His tongue reached my piss hole and he swirled it round and round. I shuddered and kissed Matt more wildly sticking my tongue in and out of this lips. David then took my cock in his mouth and deep throated me. I stopped kissing, threw my head back and pulled out. "I'm to close," I said. He immediately took by cock back in his mouth and worked it more violently, pulling my balls down so hard it hurt. I closed my eyes and tried to fight the urge to cum. Matt knelt down beside me, spread my cheeks and stuck his tongue in my anus, flicking it in and out as deep as he could go. I was panting, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to pull away but they had me in their grasp. I sensed that we weren't alone, opened my eyes and saw a small crowd of guys gathered around us. That was it for me. I screamed, "I am going to cum," and shot my load into his mouth. He held tight and swallowed every drop. I knelt down and told them to cum on my chest. Matt stood up and both stroked there cocks over me. David came first and missed me completely. Matt exploded soon after and it went all over my face and chest. It was an awkward and quick goodbye and thanks as they re-toweled and headed toward for the shower. We had worked the crowd into a near orgy as they had paired up and were working each other over. I was spent and went back to my room for a recharge.
I had to get out of this cold fucking city. Where else but in San Francisco would you have to run the heater all summer just to stay warm. This place has been unusually foggy and cold.
On Monday of last week I decided to head off to Palm Springs for the weekend and booked my flight, rental car, and a room at Inn Exile. I had never stayed at a resort like this but heard that it was like Disneyland for gay guys- I soon found out what that really meant.
I was stoked all week, hitting the gym day and night, tanning in both the UV and spray-on machines, shopping for a few light weight clothes and a swimsuit-not that I ever wore it the whole weekend.
Taking the day off on Friday I flew over to Palm Springs via the great Alaska Airlines. I left a foggy 60 degrees and arrived one hour later to a scorching 114 degrees arriving at the resort about 6pm. I rang the bell at the front gate and this skinny, bleach blond, naked guy answered the door. He took my bag and led me to the front desk to check in. I was a little nervous and I think he could tell. He asked me about my flight, whether I had stayed there before and some other stuff but I was half listening to him, distracted by the really hot guys at the pool.
It was really really hot in the reception area even with the air condition blasting in the window. I took off my shirt as he was checking me in and stuck it down the waist of my paints. I had forgotten how loose my new cargo shorts were and found myself picking them up off the floor as they had fallen to the ground. For a few seconds I was butt naked as I hadn't bothered with wearing underwear. I'm not sure how much of my clumsiness he caught but as I pulled them up and stood up straight, I noticed his raging hard-on. He said I really didn't need to put them back on but I just smiled and left them where they were. He came around the desk and handed me the keys, still hard. In turn, I tweak his nipple and tickled his balls. He giggled and said see ya later.
I walked around the grounds and noticed that no one was naked. Perplexed and, knowing I would be up the whole night, went back to my room for a nap.
The fucking alarm I set for 9pm didn't go off and I didn't wake up until 11pm. It was totally dark and I fumbled around trying to find my way around the unfamiliar room. The wooden shades on the windows were open though and as my eyes adjusted I could see silhouettes of naked bodies walking around the grounds. I was instantly hard which is not really something unusual for me. For some reason when I am naked, especially around other guys or in a public setting I am rock hard. It makes it pretty difficult to take a shower at the gym without attracting a lot of attention. I was teased unmercifully in gym class from 7th grade on. I've been to the doctor several times with this problem and all of them said I should be thankful and hope it last my whole life. So far, so good. I am past 30 now and still get hard-ons of an 16 year old.
I took a quick shower and slipped out the door into the hot sultry 90 degree night, naked and hard.
It isn't really about naked pics. It is about me exposing by deepest sexual secrets and leaving myself and my soul completely naked for the world to see.
Way back in the early 2000's I discovered a need to be vulnerable and naked in front of others, whether it be in public, among other naked guys, among clothed guys, or in front of authority.
Sometimes I like to be tied down, spanked, flogged and tortured. Sometimes I like to be physically examined and humiliated by someone of authority. I am a complete exhibitionist.
I also like to see others in the same situation where I am the one clothed or the one in authority.
I am not the greatest writer in the world. Some may say I stink and that I should keep my day job. I am not writing this blog to be a writer but to record my exploration of these fetishes. Every story is as accurate as my memory allows except the names of the people I encounter and most of the pictures. The pictures in this blog are, for the majority, not me. I pulled most of them from various sites on the internet. I will give credit to the individual photo owners when I know where they came from. If you see a pic that is yours and you want to take it down just let me know.