Naked Happenings

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Week in Review

Picture of the small square/plaza just steps from my apartment.

The first friend from back home arrived yesterday about 6 hours after the scheduled time due to weather problems, mechanical issues and just about everything else. He was pretty wiped out. For our first day, we walked around the city quite a bit, ate at a great pizza place (don't say it, I know) that I like and had a drink. Later that evening we went to Punto and Dietrich for drinks where we met a sweet guy named Max. Later Max accompanied us to Arena, where I was supposed to meet up with Jesi, a guy I had met at the beach. We got home at 4am and slept in until 2pm. I'm thinking we'll probably go to the beach today.

Other people I've met in the past few days...

On Sunday I met up with a guy I had met named Jose Luis at Punto. I stayed there we chatted with his group of friends. He insisted on driving me home, probably at an attempt to preserve my purity, but I declined. After an internal debate, I decided to go to Open Mind. I entered and got naked. It wasn't naked night, but nudity is always part of the dress code there. It was a lot more fun that I would've expected for a Sunday night. I met a beautiful, thin Spanish boy as well as a visiting French/Irish/English guy named Hakim. Hakim is gorgeous and fairly kinky. We put on a show at Open Mind and left together. We walked around for a bit looking for some place to get a beer. We didn't find any place, but honestly our search was lack luster since we were really just talking. At the end, we went to his hotel, which was on Avenida de Roma and just a block and a half from my school. It was daylight by the time we went to sleep. When my alarm rang in the morning, I got up to turn it off and got right back into bed missing school. Later, around noon, we left together in search of food. Afterwards he came to my place for another round. He left around 4pm because I desperately had to work. He called later that evening. Since he was leaving the next day, he wanted me to stop by on way to school.

On Tuesday I met a guy named Xavi. Xavi is a tall, good-looking and well-gifted Catalan guy although he didn't grow up in the city. We met a Boyberry, which is a story in itself. Afterwards, we left together and walked the city talking. Then we ate and had a few drinks at a quite outdoor cafe in the gay district. Xavi is full of depressing life stories. I told him that he owes me some happy stories. At the end of the evening he walked me home and stayed the night.

On Wednesday I went to naked night at La Base, which was fun as usual. I had worn my leather football pants that I had bought at IML. As if being black in this city doesn't already make me stand out, you have to imagine me taking the metro and walking the street in these things. I got stopped in the streets twice this night by people trying to pick me up. The first one was a guy named Alberto who felt me up, pinched my nipples and gave me his card. The second approached me as I left La Base at 2 AM. He said he lived across the street and invited me up. I said I shouldn't, but did. His apartment was extremely luxurious and very large. He was an Irishman living and working in Barcelona for the past 10 years.

On Thursday I met Daro. He is an incredibly cute 23 year old medical student from Venezuela. We caught a cab back to my apartment and he stayed the night. When the alarm clock rang the next morning for school, I really wasn't feeling up to it so I missed classes for the second day this week.

Germany Update: So far I have been able to find cheap tickets to Franfurt, but nothing to Berlin for under 300 Euros.

Barcelona Day 1

So I've been in Barcelona for all of a day and already it has tired me out... but totally in a good way.

I arrived an hour early and went to the agency that provided my apartment. Things went smoothly as we signed all of the paperwork. So far my experience with the company (barcelona-home.com) has been good and I'd recommend them. I'm paying just under $40/day for an efficiency, which includes my own kitchen and bathroom. Oh yeah, did I say that it includes Internet?

After getting helped to the apartment by the cutest guy you've ever seen (from Arizona), I took to settling in. Over the next few hours I unpacked, bought a SIM card for my phone and some groceries, and walked around town a bit.

I decided this day I would visit two new sleazy bars that didn't exist last time I was here. So at 6PM I went to Berlin Dark. They have a weekday naked/underwear thing from 5 to 9. Finding it was nearly impossible. Although I wore a jockstrap, I decided not to wear it and went nude inside. There I met several people including an Italian, Canadian and a native of Catalan. The Italian (Enrique, go figure) is here on business and wants to meet up when he's back in town in a few weeks. We talked in Spanish. The Canadian was so glad to talk to me. He had been here for 2 weeks and was a little desperate for English-speaking company. This kind of made me realize that my experiences of BCN would probably be better if I wasn't conversant in Spanish. I also met several others in less "formal" ways.

Afterwards I was tired as hell and went back to the apartment to grab a nap. By this time it was already 9pm. I guess I hadn't gotten enough sleep on the red-eye flight after all. I awoke at 11:30 and seriously considered just going back to sleep. So I took the metro to Open Minds. This place was both bigger and more crowded than the prior and got busier as the night wore on. Again I brought a jockstrap which went unused. I did wear my new boots that I acquired at IML though. The place spanned two floors and included not-quite-so-private cabins, slings, lots of common spaces and a bar. I left at 4am totally and completely exhausted. I was actually spent at 3am, but decided to "look around" one more time. I'm sure you can guess how that went.

Since the metro was closed and was still an hour away from re-opening, I decided to walk home even though it is a good distance. Just past the Plaza Cataluña I passed two guys looking like they're getting on a scooter, which are so common there. One of them stares at me as I approached. My first thoughts were that they were stares of aggression. But after exchanging the 4th glance I figured there was something else happening. I passed them. The one that stared at me drove the bike a half block, parked and walked in my direction. We talked for a while. As the saying goes, I had already given at the office, but I couldn't resist when he asked if we could go either my place or his. In spite of his very slender but muscular frame, he definitely had a much larger than average member. We took turns and finished exhausted. By the time we were done, dawn had already broken. It was 6:30 by the time I arrived home.

Weekend

This weekend some friends that we met in Ft. Lauderdale last year came to visit. We saw them several times last year during extended weekend trips there. I think I've referred to him in some previous post as my "cock twin". Last weekend was their turn to visit us.

Friday, we went to the recently re-opened Ziegfield/Secrets, which is the only DC club that hosts naked dancers since all of the previous clubs were displaced by the new baseball stadium. Saturday we spent the day on the mall doing touristy kinds of things. We visited the new Capitol Visitor's Center and took a tour of the Capitol building. Next, we headed over to the Library of Congress. Later that night they accompanied us to a friends birthday party which was pretty cool. They disappeared for a while on a "fun" excursion.

Sunday we had brunch at Jacks, then cocktails at JR's. I couldn't believe how crowded it gets there on a Sunday. Later, they talked me into going to the Crew Club with them. I had never been before and have to say it is not nearly as sleazy as I would have expected.

Overall it was fun weekend in every way.

Just a Little Play

Evidently someone rents out a portion of a local bar on holiday weekends for play parties. We had never gone before, but decided to go this time. We ran into a small framed latino boy that we met just earlier this week. It turned out that he too was going to the party and this would be his first time going too.

Of course as we entered, I immediately wanted to take my clothes off. I mean, I'm not an exhibitionist, but clothes just felt so constraining and... inconvenient. You're not buying that huh? Anyway, the BF is not overly fond of my penchant for almost-anywhere nudity, but typically humors me. It's not like I streak downtown or anything. Well... at least not yet. So many of the parties that we attend are either (a) entirely social, or (b) a mix of social with some play, so this party is not exactly typical for us. We both did have fun though.

Favorite moments included:

• Getting a blow job from 2 guys at the same time while a 3rd worked the other side (see now you can see how clothes could be a problem),
• Getting fucked by a really good-looking and huge-dicked black guy, and
• Watching our latino friend get fucked senseless.

We got home at 5a and of course, saved the best for last. So how was the party? Well... hmm... I guess not bad.

FTL

The BF, SW and I are back in Ft. Lauderdale this weekend for another round of naked weekend of fun. We met up with quite a few people again, including the boy we met at Folsom last month, the couple that we met up last time in FTL and also saw in GNI, the other couple with which I totally and happily disgraced myself by the hot tub and others. We also ran into quite a number of people that we met for the first time last time we were here. It's amazing how many of them don't even live here, but just happen to have visited the same times we did.

On Saturday night after meeting up several people a George's, we all came back to the Worthington. I think I've met white, thin, cock-twin. We held them together and I was amazed that they seemed exactly the same size in both length and width. So I decided this was my opportunity to do things that I'm way too inflexible to do to myself. You figure it out.

Strictly Porn

What follows is an experience that I wrote about a couple of weeks ago. I didn't publish because it conveys nothing of substance. Nonetheless, it actually did carry meaning for me as it was a special moment that I will always remember even though I'm not nearly good enough with words for that to come through. (Damn! just read it again and it sounds like cheap chic lit. Oh well) Anyway...

After the naked cocktail party this past Saturday, Tommy and his partner invited us and a few others over his house. When we arrived, there were already 5 others there including Tommy and his boyfriend JB. We had only just met Tommy and JB earlier this year. Both are around thirty years old, in good shape and extremely sexy. Sometimes when I see beautiful people I'll actually avoid them out of nervousness or fear. Most people wouldn't think that of me, but it's true. I would see them several times more before actually meeting.

When we arrived this day, everyone was already naked, so the BF and I shed our clothes as well. As you might expect, things turned sexual rather quickly. Tommy sat on a high chair facing us as some of us sat on the couch and began light play. After while I went over to the high chair where Tommy was and started to lick his perfectly, pink hole. I stood up and entered him slowly, watching the expression on his face the whole time. I went very slowly and was hard as a rock. As I increased my pace, I leaned over and kissed him ever so softly, savoring the sweet taste of his lips as I continued to slide in and out. It wasn't long before he uttered that he was ready to cum. I was surprised since neither of us had touched his dick in a while. I watched as he spurt wave after wave over his stomach with my dick still buried inside him.

Later, still feeling horny, I laid back on the couch jerking off. He was back on the chair again. He stared at me as I continued my work and didn't look away. With one leg up, he alternated playing with his cock and fingering his hole. It drove me wild to see him sliding his fingers in and out like that. I came like a fountain watching him.

Later as he lay on the couch, I went to say goodbye. He wrapped his legs around me and pulled me on top of him. It was clear that he wanted to go another round, but sadly we had an appointment to pick up others in just a half hour and had to leave.

Folsom Street Fair - Sunday Oct 28th

Today was the day that brought me here. The challenge to walk nakedly and shamelessly through the streets with clothed men and women of all ages. We left the hotel around noon, sadly, we were not yet naked. I wore just a leather jockstrap, collar, wrist bands and a harness, the BF in his hard-to-quantify-but-sexy leather briefs with matching, slutty shirt and the Social Whore in a tight leather shorts with side zippers and harness.

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I tried to convince the SW to get naked with me, but he wasn't having it. He kept saying "later." After a while, we met up with JM (the boy that we found hanging outside our door last night) and met his very cute friend David. JM, who is about as shy as I am, dropped his pants for a few minutes as we had some playful pictures taken of us together. The BF and I then returned to the hotel, which was only a block away because our camera battery was going dead. After recharging for 20 minutes, I decided I would just leave naked. We met back up with JM, SW and David and then ran into the very attractive runner from DC that went with us to Magnitude. JM joined me and got nude too. Needless to say, we got tons of attention, which I of course hated (smile). It was definitely a lot fun, walking along the street completely uninhibited and having fun.

About 5pm, we headed back to the hotel. The group included myself, the BF, JM, David, the Social Whore and a last minute beauty named Mic. It wasn't really planned, but our hotel room turned into a beautiful orgy of naked and leather-clad men. One of the hottest scenes was watching David pound the BF on the bed. Wouldn't you know it, but as I was once again laying on top of someone, who would open the hotel door and walk in... again! The Germans of course! I have no idea what they think when every time they walk into the room I'm on top of someone. We all laughed like crazy, then we all got back to business with our increased numbers.

Later that night, we went to a bar around the corner from the hotel. In keeping with the day's theme, I wore underwear with a large pouch and the leather harness, wristbands and collar. The BF and I ran into a guy we met at GNI. It was a really nice surprise to see him again. We talked and reminisced before we all returned back to the hotel together and did what we never quite accomplished together at GNI.

BTW: We stayed at the Best Western Civic Center Motor Inn. I read that it was a good place to stay and experience Folsom, but had no idea what it was like until our arrival. We were very disappointed since it was WAY over priced and didn't even have A/C! Well, now looking back at the fair in retrospect, I'm so glad we stayed there and believe it was worth every penny.

Folsom Street Fair - Saturday Oct 27th

Today, after grabbing breakfast at a nearby dive, we met up with the Germans again at North Baker's Beach. This is a nude beach located on the side of the base of the Golden Gate Bridge. Of course I had to get nude, but it took a while since I was having a lot of erectile dysfunction issues. After a really nice guy helped me contemplate cabbage (trust me it works), and further advanced my erectile management techniques by telling me all about cabbage rot (who knew!), I was able to shed my clothes. There were a lot of clothed people around, in fact the majority were clothed. We, the BF, Social Whore and the Germans took lots of very photos. All of us got naked except for the BF and the younger of the Germans.

After some site-seeing, dinner and cocktails, we headed back to the hotel to change before going to Magnitude. We left the Germans in the bar since they didn't have tickets and weren't going. We gave them a key to the room since they were to spend the night with us when we returned from the party. There was a very cute looking guy just hanging out in front of our room which was strange since it was at the end of the (outside) walkway and there were no more rooms down there. He struck up a conversation, invited himself in and proceeded to remove his shoes and socks. We were really in a hurry, but hey... did I mention that he was cute?

So as I lay there on top of JM with member still inserted, just gently relaxing and counting down the final moments of our little detour, in walked the Germans. The younger opened the door and his eyes went wide then quickly shut the door. Five seconds later, they re-entered after obviously re-considering the situation. We all laughed. I can't tell you what they must have been thinking since we had really only just met them.

The Magnitude party was incredible! The top was covered by literally thousands of half-naked, dancing men. Downstairs in the huge dungeon, everything was taking place that you could imagine. I watched as people played in slings. Of course it took only 5 minutes before my last remaining article of clothing was shed. A great looking guy did some intense playing as a large group of onlookers observed. I also vividly remember TJ, an absolutely sexy and beautiful Taiwanese guy that also removed his floral briefs. I can't tell you how good he looked strutting around stark naked so confidently.

Folsom Street Fair - Friday Oct 26th

We spent most of the day Friday checking in, touring the Castro, meeting up with a couple of German visitors that the Social Whore had made an internet contact with and finally going bar hopping before ending up a Blow Buddies.

Actually, one of the Germans is an American. He emigrated after college, so he's lived there longer than he lived in the US. It's hilarious to hear a guy with a thick German accent use such completely american phrases. The funny thing is that to us he has a distinctly German accent, but I'm sure the Germans think he sounds American. Go figure.

After going to a couple of bars, we ended up a Blow Buddies. Wednesday is nude night, but today was dress as you like... or not. When we walked in, everyone except one had at least pair of pants or a shorts on. I gather there was less nudity than usual due to all of the visitors in town. The place was packed with beautiful men of all ages. When I was getting undressed, the Social Whore asked me if I was going nude and told me that he would. So I completely disrobed. After I checked all of my clothes, he decided that he felt a little uncomfortable and would keep his pants on! The bitch owes me one big!

Anyway, it was actually fun walking around in the buff. It's actually kind of titillating to be the only nude one. As the night wore on, a lot of gorgeous guys started going around in just there the bikinis or jock straps. Definitely a fun night.

Go Fuck Yourself

If the title offends then, just go f... just joking.

I presume that I am like many people in that I have always had an internal, mental picture of myself that was not represented by my outward appearance. As I result, I spent a lot of time trying to present myself in a manner that my physical attributes could never attain. OK, confession time... race aside, I've always wanted to be a twinkie, but alas, that is not my destiny.

I say this because a few years ago I realized that I would never have to fuck myself. Believe it or not, this was a major revelation. It meant that I could simultaneously embrace myself just as I am without giving up my idea of beauty. BTW: I think many types are beautiful and not just twinks. see my previous post on the subject.

Sometimes people express that they are attracted to me physically, but I never ask why. Attraction is often mysterious and trying to modify one's behavior solely to become more attractive to another, specific person can sometimes be disingenuous and counter productive. Therefore, I've learned to instead embrace who I am (physically) and seek to further myself to be the best that I can be (physically). This is far better than trying to become someone else (physically).

Would I fuck myself if we met in a bar... probably not. But the great thing is that I can now accept that while still being able to feel somewhat sexy and not doubt that there are others out there for whom I will be exactly what they were looking for. I believe that this is (physical) self-acceptance and am grateful for having learned it.

Note: If you've noticed the word "physical" inserted repeatedly it is because I have never had such issues about my character, intelligence or who I was as a person. It was only the physical aspects that once gave me pause.

Sex

So this weekend I went to a nude sex party. Now I haven't been to a party whose primary intent was sex for many, many years, and even then, very few times. You may be wondering about some of the other events and parties that I've written about in the past, but in fact these were not sex parties. Rather they were pool parties or nude parties where a certain amount of sexual play was permitted.

Earlier that same day, while I was on my computer, someone IM'd me. I had no idea who he was and he obviously didn't know who I was. After exchanging greetings he says, "so... are you on the ??? website?" Evidently, he had seen my profile on the site (FYI: it's a nude site, not a sex site) and had added me as a contact. He must have later forgotten who I was and just started chatting. Anyway, after a photo exchange and chatting for about 40 minutes or so, we realized that we were both going to the same naked gathering in the country next week and both going to this sex party for the first time later that day.

I arrived a little later than I planned, but well ahead of the official party time. The hosts had invited everyone to come early and hangout by the pool. By coincidence, the guy I chatted with had arrived just before us, so we met right at the entrance. By the way, both he and his boyfriend are both very good looking and about 30 y/o. Anyway, all 4 of us (including my BF) got nude and hung out in the pool area and had delightful conversation as we got to know each other.

Somewhere around 9:15, the party coordinator announced the official start. After he finished the announcement I turned my head around and indeed, the vibe had changed in an instant. I confess that I was little more active/slutty and public that I typically am. My best visual memory of the night was seeing a beautiful black boy about 27 y/o getting repeatedly fucked by about 5 different guys. I didn't follow him around or anything, so the count may have been higher. My best bonding was with the guy I met online earlier that day as we laid on a bed and cuddled and kissed. We later had sex, which was equally hot.

I remember one guy telling me that he had his eye on me for over a year, so of course I replied that I guess we'll see each other again next year. He laughed and told me no way. Later, his partner gave me his sincere thanks for making his night.

I've since chatted and exchanged emails with the guy I met online earlier in the day. Evidently his boyfriend and he own a house near Rehomo (Rehoboth Beach) and said that we must come to the beach with them. He sounded sincere, but you never know. We all hit it off so well, that I think we'd all have a great time together.

My First Time

Someone mentioned to me about the boldness of someone just walking up to me, which reminded me of my first time. Now as a disclaimer, I should mentioned that I did mess around with many of my friends between the ages of 12 and 16 so I'm never quite sure what qualifies as my first time. This posting is about my first time as an adult.

I grew up in New York City. However, I was never gay in New York. Ok, I was gay, but struggling on the inside and very self-repressed, so I never experienced gay New York. As I said in a previous post entitled My Life as a Christian Fundamentalist, the years preceding my first time could be described as asexual, repressed and religious.

Just out of college in my newly adopted town of Washington DC, I came to grips with my homosexuality. Shortly thereafter, I returned to NYC to visit the folks, but decided to visit this Greenwich Village that I always heard so much about. Well, being as green as I was, just walking up and down the street was about all I could've taken on that first night. It was about midnight on summer night. As I was returning to the metro along Christopher St, a black guy accompanied by a friend just stopped and stared at me harder than anyone's ever looked at me before. I was intrigued and stopped, but had no idea where this was going. He slowly walked toward me and as I waited for him to say something he did the one thing that I can remember so vividly until this very day. Without saying a word, he walked up and stuck tongue down my throat. Now this asexual, sexually-repressed young man would've been outraged if I hadn't absolutely melted like butter in his arms. He invited me back to his place, by that point I was helpless to decline, where he became the first man to fuck me. Yes it felt good.

The funny thing is just before going home I had met a Taiwanese guy back in DC that would later become my not-boyfriend, but we hadn't done anything sexual by that point. When I got back to DC just one day later he fucked me too. Welcome to the neighborhood!

Postscript: This picture of me was way younger than my age in the story, but I figured I'd include it anyway.

Weekend Update

Well I did enjoy this Independence Day weekend. We went to a naked pool party at someone's house this weekend, along with well over 100 other people. Although I definitely had a blast what made this party especially enjoyable for me is that a partnered couple that are friends of mine took my invitation and attended. I know going to such a thing can be both exhilarating and completely intimidating so I really wasn't sure whether they'd make it or not. Anyway, they did make it and obviously enjoyed it.

As a footnote, I met someone that actually reads this blog! See... now I have proof that at least one person does read it! Anyway it was really nice meeting him, especially when I was somewhat engaged with someone else and he came up behind me, caressed me tenderly, then rimmed me. I can't really remember how it ended, but it ended too soon.

Pool Party Naked and Hot

In my journey learning about gay nudism in DC, I've come across yet another couple that have basically set their home up as a perpetual, nude hangout spot for gay men. As normal, I learned about them by word of mouth. Eventually I traded several emails with them and we talked on the phone a couple times. I remember at the end of our last conversation he asked if I had any questions. I couldn't think of anything off the top of my head, but had a ton the next day. Oh well. Anyway, he gave us a standing invitation to come over as long as we call ahead. Such invitations always make me feel a little uncomfortable as I've said in prior posts.

Anyway, there was a pool party put on by another group that happened to take place at the couple's house. I thought that this would be the perfect opportunity to attend my first event with this group as well as make my first visit to the couple's house. So off we went.

The house is very nice and well-furnished. Obviously the owner's have a little money and loves their place to look great. They were warm and welcoming and remembered me from our prior communications. The pool was crystal clear and since the temperature hit 98 degrees, there were plenty of naked, beautiful guys lounging around both in and out of the water. My guess is that there must have been around 40 guys there at any given time with newcomers arriving constantly. Some nude parties I've been to have been strictly social, or have strict social hours after which play is allowed. However, at this event play was completely acceptable so it was not uncommon to see someone being sucked off in broad daylight around the pool in full view of everyone.

Well onto the highlights...

I saw an absolutely beautiful young couple that I had seen at other events there. At one point I was sitting at the picnic table with them and a couple of other guys. One of them started some light playing with 2 others, which included fondling and sucking. I was just watching when his cutie boyfriend unabashedly walked over, spun me around in my chair and buried his head in my crotch.

I had heard there was a sling in the basement and decided to check it out, but was diverted by a guy that pulled upstairs and into a bedroom where I fucked him hard in the guest bedroom.

When I finally made it to the basement, I kissed passionately with a guy that had been after me since I arrived. He wanted me to fuck him on the pool table, but I got distracted by two beautiful guys that started fucking nearby (see below).

I saw a very good looking guy that I've met at other events fuck the hell out of an absolutely beautiful guy on the floor of the basement. There was a crowd of about 10 nearby. Some stood watching while others were equally busy participating in play of their own. The sex was very hot and hard and the guy taking it doggie style screamed like a virgin. I'm guessing that the two were probably about 25 y/o.

As I was leaving the basement area, my BF and I were checking out the sling. Unlike most slings that I've seen, it was not obvious exactly how to use it. So I got in it to see and winded up being fucked by a guy that we both know. I erupted as he was still inside me. My BF later told me that the friend told him that he was surprised at our positions because I was in the sling and he'd assumed that I was the top in the relationship. My BF replied that we regularly switch things up. BTW: This was my first sling experience.

Anyway, I want to remark about something that even now continues to surprise me. I've often noticed how friendly the people that I've met at nude events have been. Well on certain occasions I've seen people and for some had the idea that they would be stuck up or have an attitude. What I hate about this is that I wonder how often have I avoided really nice people because of fear of rejection when knowing that person might have enriched my life in some way. I say this because at this event I saw three guys that I had previously seen at other places, but never engaged with them on any level because of this reason. And yet it continues to be true that time-after-time, people such as these are just the nicest people you'd want to meet. I'm even blown away sometimes when I later realize that guys that I thought had an attitude and wouldn't give me the time of day actually are attracted to me.

Weekend Impromptu Nude Pool Party

Well, after one of the very fun and nude parties that we had attended, I had sent a thank you note to the party's hosts. I often do this because I can't help but feel gratitude for anyone that would put themselves through the work, agony and inconvenience associated with hosting a party for over 100 nude and well-lubricated gay men. Especially when the parties often begin around 6pm and may last for up to 12 hours.

Anyway, the hosts responded via email saying, "Thank you for attending and helping to make it a huge success. Remember it does not have to be a party for you to come out for a visit. You have my cell, give us a call anytime." Just for reference, we'll call party's host Bob, We really only met Bob and his partner a couple of times and therefore did not really know them. I thought their invitation was cool, however, I can't imagine calling people I don't know and saying, "Hey I'm bored today, mind if we come over so that you entertain us?"

Well this weekend the BF and I had some free time and trouble deciding what to do. Whatever I recommended, he said no, but wouldn't offer any recommendations. I called up a friend to ask him about another party that was going on that day and he said that Bob is lounging by the party and that we should go there and join him. When I voiced my concern about showing up like that, he said he'd call me back and hung up.

Well, in the end the friend, the BF and I all headed out to Bob's house. I was surprised to see that there were about 10 to 15 guys there. Most were nude and some were enjoying the hot tub. We had drinks and talked. It was amazing that this is what they consider a small and unplanned gathering on a typical weekend day. The weather was perfect. We all ate grilled hamburgers and hot dogs and drank cocktails.

Well, I was having one of those days were my dick wouldn't do anything I wanted it to. Or better said, it wouldn't NOT do anything as I told it to. By this I mean that a stiff breeze would cause it to stiffen noticeably and they all took turns making sure that it stayed that way. I can't complain, because I loved the attention so I didn't exactly dissuade anyone.

Toward the end of the day, one guy commented that he hadn't disrobe because he didn't want to compete with me. Huh? He also said that a small argument that occurred in private between a couple there had been about me. Huh again? This one really surprised me because I hadn't really do anything with either of them. Oh well. The blond one was really cute though. Anyway, the afternoon ended in their dungeon (yes they have one complete with slings, glory holes, condoms and lube), then we went home.

I Was A Bad Boy

Last Saturday I went to the bi-monthly, nude cocktail party at the Green Lantern. The event is mostly social, but a certain amount of innocent playing is tolerated. I think I pushed the limits a little bit, which was a little unlike me.

It all happened right toward the end. Most of the guys had already started to go upstairs to change into their clothes. There were only about 20 or so guys still in the main bar area, with a group of guys playing together. Nothing terribly involved, just a little touching and groping. The problem was that there was this really hot guy that appears to be of middle-eastern or perhaps Indian heritage. He was obviously feeling very horny and became a little extra intense in his self-play. He didn't notice that I was watching, but I really got turned on. A guy that I first met in Barcelona was standing beside me giving me ample attention. He partially blocked me from the rest of the bar, which emboldened me to go a little further than I normally would have. Next the guy, noting my excited state, helped by using one hand to massage my anus and cupped the other under my balls. As I came, I cupped my hand in front of me so as to prevent my cum from squirting all over the bar. Judging by the force with which it hit my hand, I'd say it would've travelled several feet. The guy next to me told me with a huge grin, that he was really glad that he came to the event that day.

Super Nekkid Saturday Redux

First a warning... although I try to be honest in this blog, I don't usually give sexual details. I know, that's a little boring isn't it? Anyway, we'll see how far I'll go with this post, but you've been warned!

Yesterday was basically Super Nekkid Saturday Redux. First we went to the bi-monthly naked cocktail party. I brought my first new recruit, which was someone that know from the Green Lantern underwear party. Since the weather was perfect, I expected a small turnout. Indeed there were less people in attendance than normal, but still a very sizable crowd of about 100. I had a blast talking with people I knew and meeting others. One interesting conclusion that I've come to about nudity... People will sometimes look at an unattractive person and say that they'd hate to see him naked. Well, the longer I am involved with nudism, the more I think that people generally look better naked than clothed. Most interestingly, this seems applies to apply especially to the less attractive.

Anyway, for the second part of the day, we were supposed to attend a Cinco de Mayo party at the same location as was the previous Everybody Gets Lucky party. You have to drive to get there and somehow I winded up taking 2 others plus the BF with another friend following us in his own car. As a reminder, this is the large private residence that has a basement setup that would put most commercial bars and clubs to shame. They have a complete and large bar, pool table, air hockey table, slot machine, arcade games, karaoke lounge, snack bar, vending machines, heated pool, hot tub, commercial-grade barbecue pit and a backroom complete with slings and glory holes.

We arrived toward the end of the social period. When I first entered and said hi to some friends, I noticed a very muscled and good looking black guy standing close by. As the evening progressed, I talked with many others, had a couple of hot dogs and lounged around the pool. After finally convincing someone to take a dip in the pool with me, we played in the pool for a while and later retreated to the even warmer hot tub. Of course as the evening progressed, so did the sexual energy, so the hot tub soon became both ridiculously crowded and "busy", though had no complaints.

Well, I met many people and played with several others. But as the evening wore on, I had to say hi to the black guy that I saw when I first entered. He was so glad that I did and said that he really wanted to talk to me but was a little apprehensive to do so. There's a strange thing about gay, black guys in mostly white settings that always make us slightly afraid to approach each for fear of being rejected by someone with a big attitude.

Well we started to talk, flirt and touch. I'll try to describe him. He was big in almost every sense of the word. He was taller than I, perhaps about 6' or 6'1". He had huge muscles. He had nice juicy lips and was an excellent kisser. Oh yeah... did I mention the size of his cock? I often get treated like my dick has superhuman proportions, but believe me, he had me beat. Now, I love men of all races, but am not particularly big on muscle men and rarely consider cock size very important. Nonetheless, he pushed all the right buttons for me. I remember that he said, "you know they're going to kick us out don't you? They didn't invite us (meaning the two black guys with the big dicks) to just pair up with each other."

Well, before the night was done, we went outside to the staircase behind the barbecue pit where it was surprisingly empty. He fucked me on the stairs using just a rubber and spit for lube. That was definitely the largest dick that I've ever taken and it felt perfect. We fucked for quite a while with several breaks in between. He fucked me 'til I came and then we spent several minutes cuddling in each other's arms. Very nice. I can still feel him inside me this morning as I write this.

Other memories... I remember spending a lot of time with a tall, slim and very sexy Asian guy that I know and kinda consider jokingly as my second boyfriend. He sucked me very well for a long time along with another guy. I remember meeting another Asian guy that I had seen several times before (but never nude). This guy is certainly not handsome in the traditional sense or even pretty as Asians often can be. However, he exuded sexiness about as much as anyone possibly could. He has ridiculously big lips (hmm) and an impossibly big and perfect bubble butt. I really enjoyed playing with him. Before the evening was done, I fucked my BF in the sling as well as lying down on the weight bench with him on top.

All in all, I have to say that it was a good night.

Super Nekkid Saturday

It's Sunday now and I am taking it easy as I recline on my couch and write this. I've had a good and fun weekend and am using today as a day of rest.

On Friday, the BF and I went out to Omega to have a few drinks. I said hi to some friends and met a few new people. Mostly I remember meeting a guy with a thick Austrian accent and another guy that was a stamp collector/trader. Toward the end of the night, we met a very nice and cute black guy and had good conversation. We shared a cab on the way home.

Saturday afternoon we went to a nude cocktail party sponsored by ReNudePride. I've only been to a few of these since I am still new to nudism, but have really come to appreciate these get-togethers. This Saturday seemed like an especially good crowd, although maybe it was just me. Their must have been over 120 bare-assed guys there. As usually, the party always gets progressively more interesting as the time wears on, but I'm not telling.

After the party, we were invited to go to a friends apartment for a small, nude get-together. By small, I'm referring to about 30 guys! Anyway, this was basically an after party for some of the people from the earlier cocktail party. Met quite a few nice people there as well. After a while, "situations occurred." I had to say that. A friend once invited me over his house and warned me that "situations may occur." What a euphemism! I love it! Anyway... it was very fun and we went home exhausted.

Any normal person would've said that's enough and gone to bed after we arrived at home at 10:30PM, but we decided to go to the Green Lantern for underwear night. Even though we typically go to the same place on Saturdays, it is my favorite night out. Probably this is because I know many of the people there and, of course, get to hang out my underwear. Of course I typically wear something quite indiscreet.

All-in-all, my Saturday was exhausting, but very fun with lots of opportunities to get nude.

My Nude Week

Chronicling my nude activities last week... Let see, I was supposed to go nude yoga on Wednesday, but decided to take a friend up on an invitation instead. I added yoga to my exercise routine to my already active schedule of tennis 3-4 times a week and working out in the gym 3 times a week.

Anyway, the friend who invited me and the BF over for nude drinks had invited several others well. All told, there were 5 of us. I was drinking Margaritas. The people were interesting and conversation unforced before the ambiance turned more sensual. Let's just say it was fun.

On Saturday we went to the Green Lantern for their underwear night. I wore black mesh underwear, but given the lighting at the GL, nothing was too noticeable. I had a good time. Talked to a lot of people that I knew and met a few others. I had the forward proposition I've ever heard that night. I said "hi", he said "I'm looking for a top." Talk about dispensing with pleasantries! Anyway, as always, I went home with my BF.

This week the BF and I went to a naked movie night get-together. We all watched Chuck and Larry which was alright. At least I hadn't seen it before. In general, the group was a bit older, but it still was cool to just hang out nude together. My BF said he wouldn't return again, but I probably would if the opportunity arises.

Around the house, I didn't go nude too much since my mother-in-law is with us, however, I did go nude as much as possible.