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My name is M. I stumbled across your site and have been enamored with you and what you have been sharing. I can't imagine where I should begin to tell you how many of my experiences and desires align with yours, including and especially the doctor exams.

I'm a professional dad but have always, for as long as I can remember, love and desire men. So, while I know I am not your age, I hope that we can be buds, sharing in our similar desires and experiences.

I believe that my doctor exam fetish started when I was a young boy, when my dad would see me playing in the bathtub. I was always hard it seems and was especailly aroused when I played (or just laid back) naked in the tub or shower. At some point, and I wish I could remember what age I must have been) he became sincerely concerned that I was not developing as much as I should. He'd been in the army when he was young and teased by the guys for not having a big cock. Next thing I know, my mom is taking me to the doctor and he is examining me on a very regular basis. If I am not mistaken, I was examined once a month for quite some time. I was given shots in my butt each time by something that was supposed to help my cock develop more (so was it hormones they were giving me?). I knew from my earliest memories and desires that I was fascinated by, interested in, and attracted to boys and men. So, it was very arousing to me to regularly be in the doctors office to have my cock and balls examined. I would be told to strip. Maybe sometimes my t-shirt was left on but i remember taking my pants and underwear all the way off and standing there (or sitting on the table with nothing on to cover my naked butt, torso, cock, balls, legs or feet.

I'd remember him sitting on his short, rolling stool, in this brightly lit but coldly clinical office.  My mom woudl be in there adn (I think) a nurse from time to time. I'd stand there and have (let) myself be examined, viewed, seen, in all my glory. I remember being instantly hard before I even took my pants off. My penis is naturally curved upwards, so it'd be standing up straight against my stomach, curving back slightly as if looking back at me. I recall flexing it, trying to make it bigger and even hoping for the day he'd see (whether I did or not) that it was working, that my cock was growing longer and thicker.

I would remember my grandfather and other seeing me naked and I loved to run around the house without anything on. I loved that they saw me-- all of me. They'd laugh or maybe my grandmother would tell me I needed to put some shorts on. I remember exploring every possible way to be naked. She had a beautiful home and i recall the excitement of the satin covered, downfilled comforter against my erection, my balls, and below.

They had a huge bathroom with a big white tub. Across from the tub was the sink, with a huge mirror hung over it. I could stand up in the bath and jack off, or just admire my erection from the tub...and if they came in, i might drop back down into the water (or not) but none-the-less, there was no hiding that I was completely hard.

I always wanted sleepover buds to be as open as I. Sometimes they'd be a little okay with it but most of the times, not. I do recall getting to take showers together or see each other change before and after going to the pool. I'd make sure that I'd be naked as long as I could, to experience the freedom and excitement of it. 

Going to the public pool, i'd look to see if i could catch a glimpse up the legs of the other guys trunks and would always hope to have my dick or maybe my ball showing out of the leg of mine. Sometimes I'd wear these shorts I had that were not trunks (and had no lining). They were essentially sweatshirt material so you can imagine how they were soaking wet, hanging down, stretching... And one time, I remember as I pushed off from the wall of the pool to dive deeper, a girl saw my package (or some part of it) up the leg of my wet sweatshorts.... because I recall her saying somethign about it and fussing. I remember feeling a pang of panic thinking i might be exposed in a different way, getting into trouble and everyone knowing my secret, that i liked to be seen.

Just like you, I DO NOT get into the actual doctor visits, but cannot (and never have been able to) keep from getting erect. I am hard before the pants hit the floor. Additionally, I leak a lot when I am hard so i might ahve a big wet stop on top of my arched boxers or have a bead or string of precum off the head of my cock. But to be examined in the ways that you describe, by someone else into the dr. exam thing, is so exciting to me. I would love to find someone that would do that.

I'd be just as excited to be in other role play of my nakedness around a clothed father, coach, brother(s), doctor, my being exposed or seen naked. I even got to enjoy jacking off, buck naked and exposed in front of my (overly) straight friend in college. In fact, the word exposed really does encompass a tremendous deal of what I'm speaking of here, in a good way.

Have enjoyed fantasies, erotic stories, videos, all about someone being seen, exposed, caught while naked, jacking, fucking, whatever, indoors and out (really hot).

Every single thing I've read, that you have written and shared, I have found to be more refreshing that anything I can recall. It's so incredibly rare, for me at least, to find some one else that shares some of the same experiences and desires as I have had to privately hold on to for so long.

Thanks for sharing on your site. I'd be thrilled to hear from you and honored to be your friend.

All my very best to you,

Gotta Pee!

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a looooooonnnnngggg letter from you

I found your blog while looking an another blog and as I saw the first page all I thought was "Um cool, another blog with nice pictures… Where is the exit?". I noticed, that I was totally wrong as I clicked backwards from page to page.

I must admit that I read your whole blog, every post. From the newer entries to the first one which was quite interesting as for me things developed backwards from where they are now to where they have been some time ago. It was not just interesting to read about all your sexual experiences (ok, they were one of the reasons I kept reading - but not the only one), but it was also very interesting to read about how your life went on. How your relationship between you and Nathan developed and grew, how your friendship with Jeff handled all that. Everything you posted was interesting to read, so why should I name all the stuff. I mean you know what you have written. 

I was and still am pretty impressed by you. How open you were in your postings. Honestly, I did dot expect that the name of your blog "completely naked" became so true. That in your postings in some way you really are completely naked. 

I really enjoyed reading your blog and during the last days gladly took the time for doing it, although university keeps me busy. I'm actually just writing you this mail to thank you! Thanks for writing it and for keeping the site online! 

I think I passed the days when I was down and did not know what was "wrong" with me. Ok, things could be way better then they are now, but I am working on it. It became easier to accept who I am and what I am. It is not easy when you grow up in a small village where everyone knows you, with your grandparents in the next house. Sure, I have wonderful parents who love me (and wonderful and loving grandparents in the next house - when I look back I don‘t want to change this)  and I don't think my parents would reject me for being gay, but right now I don't think this is the right time to tell them or anybody else (except people I meet online on the pertinent pages). I still live under one roof with my parents which doesn't makes it easier at all.

To see, how incredibly happy and satisfied someone could be really helped in someway. Sure, there are people in Germany and probably in Kiel (the nearest town for me and also the capital of Schleswig-Holstein, the state in which I live) who probably are as lucky as you guys are. But not everyone shares this with the world (or I just didn't find their blogs till today). Maybe I would have another look on all this if I would have been to for example Berlin once or live in a city like that (I think I really am just a guy from a really small village far away from a big city...). 

But to read how happy you are in life, that your life turns out to be so great after all what you told in your blog about your youth, that you have a great and fulfilling job, how happy you are with Nathan, with Nathan and Jeff, all the things you accomplished (personally as well as all the nice material things we all love) - it impressed me and also made me a bit jealous. 

So and as your blog actually was or is intend to be about your fetishes and you discovering them, I think I should say something to that, too. I don't know what it is that keeps me interested in all this S&M stuff. But these two letters, S&M, actually kept my staying on your blog although I only saw pictures of nice guys at first. They immediately caught my attention and made me curious what I would see if I click them. I did clicked on these two letters, I read some lines and then I read the whole blog.

I can only congratulate that you not just found out about your fetishes but that you actually went out to explore them. Ok, I am "a few" years younger than you are so this might have sounded strange or arrogant to you, but this is more a congratulation on the courage and self-confidence you have shown doing this. I'm jealous of that, too. You seem to be rather confident and comfortable with yourself in all situations in life which impressed me a bit. I wish I could be more confident sometimes. 

As I said before, I don't know what it is that make me interested in all this stuff. I have never tried anything in that area. I am 100% a habitant of the "vanilla-world". I definitely like porn, it turns me on most of the time. But even more I like stuff like "Tom Ropes McGurk" which turns me on even more. It is the imagination to be in a position like the submissive guys in these movies are. I would like to try something in that area and maybe I will someday if I meet someone who I trust enough, who is not a total freak and is someone who knows what he is doing. But right now I don't even know what exactly it is I want to explore, to fell, to be done to my body. I have some slight fantasies, but thats all. And right now I just can't find the courage to just go out there do that stuff. Buy maybe it is helpful that I discovered that there is something going on in my mind a few years earlier than you did. Who knows. 

Maybe this is one of the reasons why I kept reading your blog. You not just wrote some very nice stories about your experiences and what actually happened, but you always wrote about you, your feelings, how it turned out for you and what was going on in your mind after it, too. It was not just sexual, but also personal. 

Anyway. To see or actually read how easy it can be really took some fear away. Fear is not the right word. I know who I am and am not ashamed of it (at least not as ashamed as I once felt / I once felt I should be) so I'm not scared of the future. (Ok, I am a student and the job thing is a little bit frightening, but I guess that's just normal and a whole other issue.) But there always might be people around who have a strong averseness to homosexuality which can make things and life very complicated.

Sure, you had your problems too and for both of us I wish, we had a better time when we were younger. You also wrote this on your blog: all these things are helping to become the person you are now, to develop thicker skin, which helps tremendously in live. You grew from these challenges and become stronger. At least that is what I hope. So hopefully some of these not so great things of the past pay of someday. And it seems like that you are a little proof that my hope is correct, which might be another reason why I read your whole blog.

I think I've said everything I wanted. If you feel like you want to respond to my mail - fell free to do so, I really would appreciate it! If not it's totally ok as well. And if you want to publish this on your blog - if you think, it fits on the site, feel free to post it. But if you post all I ask is that you please cut out the first break with my name, location and my e-mail address. I know you want to stay as anonymous as possible and so do I. Although I must admit that I would like to know how you, Nathan and Jeff look like. And maybe some mistakes if there are too many (see the PS).

I have a little imagination from your descriptions, but I think thats not the same then knowing it from seeing a person on a picture. I don't want to know because I have a passion for stalking people (I live some thousand miles away from SF, so you definitely don't have to worry I will run around in the Castro the next months searching for you), but because I have read so much about you and the other two guys in your life. 

But, as I just wrote, I know that you want to stay as anonymous as possible and therefore I really hope that this implicit question didn't ruin my mail. I am also anxious for keeping my privacy even in the internet and especially in the internet (although I know that this is a little contradiction in terms - internet and privacy).

One last thing: you wrote you want to post less and less (text), but is there maybe a chance you change your mind someday?! I think I am not the only one who would enjoy some new posts with updates from you, Nathan and Jeff and your life. 

But if there is no change - thanks for letting me (and all the other thousand of thousand guys) be part of a few years of your life.

I really wish you all the and only the best for the future! (Of course I wish Nathan and Jeffrey the same!)

Although I do not know you in person and although I am convinced I only know a very little bit of you, I am sure that people around you are really lucky to have you as a friend. Or domestic partner.

It's 17.6 degrees right now - I am jealous that you live in (mostly) sunny California as well! 

(BTW: I hope you are not affected by the heavy storms in California of which the german national press is reporting during the last couple of days?)

H

PS: I hope this wasn't to hard to read my mail for you as a native speaker. English still is a foreign language for me and as if it is with everything you learn: you never stop learning. 

PPS: I remember you posted list with twelve things about you. One was, that you traded your Porsche 911 to a hybrid when you moved to SF - and that you hate(ed) the hybrid. First of all, as a german, I am happy you like german cars so much! And although the 1972 Mercedes SL is a stunning car (yes, again, I am jealous of that, too) and although Volkswagen bought Porsche last year (so even a Porsche now is „just“ a Volkswagen) I feel like I should tell you - if you shouldn't know already - that Porsche is going to sell a Cayenne with hybrid engine this year…

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I get letters like this every week. It is why I keep this blog on the web.

Jared,

9 months ago if anyone had asked me if I was gay I would've said "No!", I was completely uncomfortable with who I was, I was contemplating suicide,  being bullied terribly every day at school for acting "faggy" and even harshly resenting people who were more comfortable with their sexuality. I was a frantic mess. Every moment of my waking life was pure hell. One night on my Ipod Touch I found your blog. It was unlike anything I had ever seen! I never knew (I live in a small rural) that there was a place for boys like me aside from hell. I never thought anyone would accept me for who I was and I thought I would grow up living a lie and never expierience true love. Now, I am out and proud to my entire family and even have had my first gay kiss! For a young guy in my area this is almost unheard of and it is all because of you and a few other blogs! Hearing about how you and Nathan love each other and all the great sex you guys have really helped me come to terms with everything! After I read the letter to you from a boy in a similar situation I realized I would be a gigantic, ungrateful asshole not to tell you how much a positive difference you have made in my life! Words cannot express what it feels like to address what I've always been so afraid to. This is the happiest I have ever been and for the first time in my life I have hopes and dreams and am looking forward to truly living my life! Thank you so much!

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