GNI

The BF and I just returned from an absolutely wonderful, naked week in the woods of the Pocono, PA. It took quite a bit of convincing to get him to go since he never experienced how fun summer camps can be as a kid like I did. Eventually and reluctantly he agreed to go although he continued to have a lot of apprehension about what he would do for a full week with nothing to do out in the woods.

We both loved it within the first few hours of our arrival. The camp grounds are well-maintained and absolutely beautiful. There's a beautiful lake, two huge pools, sports fields, tennis courts, gymnasium, weight room, miniature golf, driving range and much, much more. Although it was crude as such places normally are, it was even better than I expected with hot and cold running water within the cabins.

The best part of the weekend without a doubt was the people. Naked people always seem to be more friendly and accepting and this weekend proved no different. I couldn't possibly count the number of great people we met. I believe some will remain very good friends for a long time to come.

Over the coming days, I hope to write about many of the things that I experienced there, but I'll start by describing the disco. The campground had a wonderful dance hall that was decorated in a Japanese motif. It wasn't until the last night that I looked around and thought that it couldn't possible look like this during the other parts of the year when the camp has its normal kids in attendance. It was beautiful with red walls and platforms to dance on. The thing that was most beautiful about it though was that it was packed with naked men. The amazing thing was that many of them were getting on in years and yet came every night and danced into the wee hours. It was beautiful that for just one week, there is a place on this planet where all can go and lose themselves in sensual naked dance regardless of age. It made me happy just to be a part of it.

GNI

Well, it's been too long since I last posted, and I'm about to take off for a week to the GNI Gathering in Pennsylvania were I'm also not likely to be posting. Truth is, that work has gotten a lot busier witch is both a good and bad thing, but trust me... mostly good.

Serenity

We just returned from our second, naked, gay getaway with 80 beautiful guys to a member's country home. Once again it was terrific. I wrote about the last time here, which occurred just 3 weeks ago.

Once again the trip proved to be peaceful and relaxing beyond explanation. Perhaps because this partly reminds me of summer camp as a kid and allows me to relive such close and intimate bonding that usually only occurs between kids and (presumably) war veterans.

Almost a year ago, I stopped wearing a watch. I first took off the watch when I went to Barcelona. At the time it was purely symbolic, but interestingly enough has had a real impact upon my life. Just by moving my watch 1 foot onto the cell phone in my pocket has allowed me to become less time-consumed. I now longer need to know the exact time every second. Since being nude removes the knowledge even further (sorry, no pockets when you're nude), and because on such an excursion one has no other agenda than to enjoy one another's company, I felt even further relaxed and at peace with everyone and everything around me. Honestly I believe could get lost in the environment for weeks without even realizing it.

Jockstrap Friday

So we had no right to go out last night knowing that we'll be driving to our nude weekend gathering so early in the morning, but of course we did. Anyway, we had to! Last night was our jockstrap challenge night at the Eagle.

Interestingly enough, you'd think that being a nudist would make going in my jockstrap easy. But I actually feel more comfortable nude than in a jockstrap or thong. And when you consider this, you have to consider how difficult would it be to get into a jockstrap, in a bar, when literally everyone else is fully clothed.

All that said, I've gotta give props to the BF. He actually did it, which was totally against what I thought would happen. Well... technically he didn't wear a jock strap, but it definitely counted. He wore this thing. He thought it would be appropriate since the Eagle is a leather bar after all. (aside: I always thought it funny how it is ok to let your ass hang out at the Eagle, but sandals... well, they do have their standards!)

To be honest, when I planned this, I figured we'd just stand around like normal, just in our jocks. Well... not exactly. People were friendly to us while we were clothed, but got much, MUCH more friendly after we disrobed. I've said before how interesting it is at underwear nights that people are so much friendlier even if they are fully clothes. This is part of the reason I agreed to attend my first nude place back last November. Well, the axiom certainly held true here as well. It's amazing how approachable you become when in your underwear. People talked to me, groped me (don't worry I didn't mind) and even a couple digital explorations.

So as I was talking with a few people, a very cute guy comes over to me and the BF and said, "My friend just loves you both, would you come over and meet him?". So we went and met him. They both were very good looking. Somehow, immediately a crowd of people encircled us and activities began. There was lot of jacking. Both of the cute boys sucked me for a good time as well as one or two other people. This continued for probably about 15 minutes or so. Finally one of the cute boys came as well as a nudist friend of mine that was in the surrounding, participating crowd. The other cute guy (the one that asked us over in the first place) pulled the back of his jeans down just below his ass and started to rub it against my dick. You could tell he was considering whether to proceed further since he looked at his friend and said, "should I? should I?" as he continued to rub his ass up and down against my dick. Well we didn't. I mean we were in a bar for crying out loud.

There's more, but I think you probably already got the idea. So how was my night? Very fun actually. I wouldn't do it all the time, but I'd certainly do it again.



Anyway, we arrives a little after mid-night. I actually talked with the guy checking IDs at the door just to make sure it was OK. The cool thing is that they even have lockers for 25 cents where you can put your clothes. The BF refused to change at first and told me he wanted to have a beer first. While having our first drink on the patio, we began talking to a group of about 4 others. We mentioned our intentions