NitroXFlash - Nudity / Nudism / Exhibitionism

On Halloween: The Mummy

My final Halloween party I went to this year, was on the night itself, Tuesday.  A friend in the city was having a party with both men and women, but mostly men; most of them gay and all tolerant and accepting of 'the ways.'

My costume had to be such that I couldn't be nude, at least at first, but it could be very very very skimpy and as the evening progressed, depending on the 'mood' of everyone there, opportunities might present themselves for exposure he said.  He was certainly cool with it, but it wasn't exactly 'that type' of party to be fully nude right away.

On Halloween: War of the Heavens

I was invited to a Halloween party for Saturday night by a friend of mine that lives up in Michigan.  I had other opportunities for Saturday night parties, but opted to go to this one as my friend has a good reputation for throwing the wildest gigs.  He's into all sorts of Pagen stuff, and every summer has a mid-Summer festival complete with fairies and witches; but perhaps more importantly, he's all about it being "natural" since you're celebrating the body and spirit.  Translate "natural" to nude and you get a picture.

His events are always really lavish and he's got a very good circle of friends that always go, myself included, each for our different reasons.  While I'm not into all the Pagen stuff, I am into celebrating the body and spirit by being nude :)

The theme for this year's Halloween party was "War of the Heavens: Angels vs. Devils."  Each guest was instructed to pick one or the other, Angel or Devil, and bring accessories for the costume, such as feathers, horns, beads or whatnot.  Of course, he explained, that Devils and Angels had no need for clothing so to wear something comfortable you wouldn't mind getting messed up, but to leave any parts of the costume that would otherwise cover you at home.

On The Str8 Locker Room Erection

I don't always go to the gym the same time of day, depending on my schedule I mix it up.  About a month ago though, I was going during lunch time for over a week pretty regularly and noticed a guy who was working out the same time of day as me.  He was new to the gym, 19 years old and starting school in the city as a Freshman.  He was over 6 feet tall, wavy, long brown hair, a young, athletic body and cute.  He seemed to arrive about 45 minutes before I did, so at first I never saw him in the lockerroom.  His girlfriend worked out at the same time as he did, but not together.  They arrived at the same time, each did their own thing, then left together.  He was very into her, and there wasn't any doubt in my mind that he was straight.

On A Strip Pool Game

I was out at a local joint last night and watching two guys play pool and it reminded me of a time two years ago when I was in San Francisco playing pool myself.  I was in one of the liberal bars there, a small, out of the way place that permitted guys to get naked sometimes depending on the night, crowd and bartender.

That night I was still clothed after one beer when a rough looking, but attractive guy in his 30's asked if I wanted to play a game of pool with him for stakes.  We were 2 of maybe 8 guys in total in the bar, at the time and he'd already played two of the other guys.  I'm not terribly good at pool and didn't want to bet him money, so I proposed an alternative.

I'd play him two games of strip pool, and if I won either or both of them, then we'd play a third game for money instead of clothes.  My thinking was this guy is probably better than I am at pool, and if I'm going to loose money, I at least want to see him naked for my efforts.  Maybe he would throw one of the games and let me win in order to get some cash.  Somewhat surprisingly, he agreed.

We played our first game and off came my shoes, then my sweatshirt, then my shirt, then my tanktop (hey! it's San Francisco and chilly!).  Next came my pants and socks until I was just in my underwear.  He'd lost his shoes, jacked and shirt only as we finished the game, he winning and me loosing.  Two guys entered the bar during our game and checked out our stages of undressed but were unphazed about it.  One was a long-haired, blond guy who caught my eye.

Our second game started and I immediately lost my underwear and had to strip naked.  I slowly peeled off my boxer-briefs and tossed them into the pile of my clothes and stood naked, putting my hands on my hips to show him as he chuckled.  Since I didn't have any more clothes to loose, he couldn't do too much more to me at this point.  We continued our game and as I'd suspected he appeared to deliberately start to loose.  Off came his shirt, then his pants, then his socks until he was down to his boxers.  While he was loosing, he was doing so only barely, making sure he only lost by the slimmest of margins.  With one ball left for each of us, he scratched, loosing the game and dropped his boxers.  His body was very hairy, thin but toned, and he had a massive pubic bush surrounding his thick, flaccid dick.  His nuts were tight and totally furry and were swinging slightly as he racked up the balls for our third and final game.  He didn't seem to care too much that he was naked.

Seeing him naked though had an effect on me, and my dick give that flutter and started to chub up.  I plumped, but didn't get more than about 1/3 hard, but it was noticeable.  Most of the guys were watching us now, party because there wasn't much else of interest going on, and well... hey, two naked guys playing pool is something you just watch :)

As we started up our game, I noticed movement from the back cubby of the bar where my blond guy was and glanced to see him stripping off his clothes.  To say it was a distraction would be an understatement and I missed my shots.  Acting as though everyone else were doing the same thing, blondie stripped naked and sat down to lounge nude on a bench with his friend who remained clothed.  He smiled at me and I saw his dick slowly thicken and then snake down and grow hard, boning up before my eyes.  In a matter of seconds his dick was sticking upwards towards his face in full 7" or so of erect glory while he just sat there and smiled at me.

It was too much, my dick lurched into action, boning up myself and stood out and up in pride and arousal.  Stares were definitely on me now, since most of the few other men in the bar couldn't see blondie from where they were, but I was in the center of the room illuminated by bright lights.  There was nothing for it but to continue, and I missed more shots, partly because my hard dick kept hitting the pool table and getting in the way, but refused to go down at all.  I lost like a landslide to the other guy and he collected his $50 from me for winning.  He surprised me by buying himself another beer while still naked and remaining nude for a few minutes before getting dressed and soliciting his next partner for a game.

I gathered my clothes, but didn't put them on; and walked back to where blond guy was sitting and introduced myself.  He was all smiles and I "shook his dick" instead of his hand in way of greeting and he did the same in return.  We hung out for another few beers naked and chatted before he had to leave and get ready for work the next day.

. . .  Matt

On Locker Room Lounging

I had an awesome work out and post-workout experience today.  All very casual and low-key, but oh-so-nice.  I worked out, doing legs, for about an hour; I was freeballing in my basketball shorts, so had an almost constant bulge showing off the entire time as the clingy material cupped and shaped against my package.  A couple of guys were sneaking peeks as I worked out and one dude in particular moved from machine to machine along with me, always positioning himself so he had a view of right between my legs.

Towards the end of the workout, I did a little benching and as I laid on my back, legs spread on either side of the bench, I casually hiked up my shorts a bit so they didn't hang down quite so far on my leg.  Between sets I'd lift my legs and spread them more, and I could feel the breeze go up my shorts leg.  I knew my voyeur had a birds eye view right up the leg hole of my shorts and could see me dickflashing him, balls and flaccid cock on display, moving around as I worked out.

He, and about two other guys decided to finish their workouts at the same time I did, coincidence? :)  I got to my locker and peeled off my sweaty shirt, tossing it in, then kicked off my shoes and pulled down my shorts.  Since I was freeballing, I was nude in an instant.  My balls were pulled up pretty tight, like they do when working out, and my dick had that wonderful fluff to it, as it does when it's "full" but not hard.

Leaving my towel in my locker, I strutted nude to the showers, guys around me all sneaking peeks at my nude body casually walking through the lockerroom.  I showered, then kind of shook myself off, and went to the sink and stood naked there, and shaved my face.  All kinds of guys were walking around, doing their thing and most were stealing glances out of the corner of their eyes, wanting to look but trying not to be noticed.  My dick chubbed up a little at the attention, but no more than halfway so it was still passable.  The guys could obviously tell I had some fullness going on, but it wasn't an all out erection or anything.

Moving back to my locker when I finished, the guy who'd been eyeballing up my shorts during the workout was sitting next to my locker, rummaging around through his things - obviously stalling for time.  I got my towel out and then started to dry my hair and face, putting one leg up onto the bench and turning towards him.  My dick was probably only about 8 inches from his face, as I wiggled my body around, drying off, practically waving it in his face and teasing him.  It took a lot of self control not to get fully bonedup when doing so.  I was partially successful, by the time I got to drying my legs his eyes were practically riveted to my dick and his mouth was parted slightly - I knew he wanted to just open up and suck.  My dick boned up starting to get hard, and his eyes widened.

I turned towards my locker so he could still see, but it wasn't so obvious to the rest of the lockerroom, as I grew to full, stiff erection - my dick pointing straight out and up.  I slipped on my clean shirt, leaving myself exposed to his adoring eyes for another minute before putting on my jeans and taking his view and my excitement away.  He just kind of sat there, fidgeting as I wrapped up my stuff and headed out.  Too bad he didn't follow me out ;)

. . .  Matt

On Modeling Nude For An Art Class

An opportunity has presented itself for something I have wanted to do for a very long time: posing/modeling nude for an art class.  A local school instructor has invited me to model nude and pose for his students in a life drawing - figure drawing class.  The gig he's offering is for a regular thing, once per week, for the semester.  It's an opportunity that is so rare and so difficult to find, I feel that I have to take advantage of it.  Being a nude model for a school art class seems to be a very small community, and limited to only a few who 'know' someone; meaning it's nearly impossible to just ask to do it and they let you.  You have to know an instructor at a school, and they have to like you and offer the job to you; it's usually totally at their discretion whom they use.

On The Photographer

So someone from my readers recommended me to a local photographer/artist for a project he's working on as a potential model.  They told him he should contact me, because it sounded like something I might be interested in.

I can't say anything about the project; it's all very hush-hush, very Nancy Sinatra, but it's a cool concept and idea for print photography in a book with a theme.  I think it would be wicked cool to be one of the nude models in a published book; so of course I'm going for it!  Ok, so I'd probably pose regardless, so long as it was an artistic project and not pure porn; but this is quite a good opportunity.

The guy (photographer) who I met with recently, is very nice, down to earth, sincere and does awesome work; he showed me some of the project already done.  I'll be meeting with him to pose in the next few weeks (unfortunately not sooner because of my crazy-busy schedule precluded meeting soon enough).  We'll get there though.

Again, I can't say much about the project or theme, but I will give a report of my experience when I do the photo-shoot, without revealing his secrets and details (totally respect that position).  I can say that I'll be nude, photographed artistically and he does amazing pictures; maybe even making me look good!

If you're in the area, and interested in modeling as well, give me a shout and we'll see what's what.  Now, what I would like to know is who recommended me to him! :) I'd like to thank you, so email me please :)

. . .  Matt

On Chicago Nude Swims

There has long been a shortage of social nude activities for men in Chicago; and finding a place that allows men to swim nude is no exception.  This is my latest endeavor to find out if anything of the kind exists in Chicago.

I have found nude yoga, a nude Asian style baths (not like a gay sex place, no), my ongoing search for permitted nudity during a massage; and my ultimate quest of finding non-sexual nude buddies.  Finding a pool that provides a venue for men (or even mixed gender) to swim in the nude remains elusive, however.

Setting aside my exhibitionist interests for this particular search (those are actually much easier to come by); I would love to find something like this.  There is something so wholesome, nurturing, affirming and an abundant feeling of acceptance (both self and other) that comes from nude socialization.  The act of being nude with other men, engaging in socialization and swimming nude, without the swimsuits, just being men together is beyond compare.

I've had one or two 'leads' towards possible places, but they have been vague and without names, specifics or details.  If anyone has any leads for me, I'd appreciate it; the Internet has turned up zilch.  Of course, I'm also interested in other locations for when I travel as well, so don't hold back ;)

. . .  Matt

On A Naked Slumber Party

Recently, a friend in Phoenix was celebrating his 30's birthday.  I've known this guy since college and made the trip out to share his special day.  He shares my views on nudity, if not exhibitionism and has a number of great friends in the area who are part of his nudist-social circle.

For his birthday party, he wanted to invite his friends over and have a nude party, which culminated with a sleep-over or slumber party.  The entire night was to be spent nude, but not be a sexual thing.  His friends understand him and respect his wishes of any sexual stuff be done the day after, in private between the men.  Fair enough.

Twelve other men showed up at his place that night, greeted by my friend and myself, who were already naked and clothes were immediately removed and put away.  The rest of the night was spent drinking, talking, hanging out and playing games all nude.  Erections popped up from all but one man throughout the night and no one made any moves to conceal them or be embarassed about it.  We are men after all, and a natural erection is a beautiful thing; something to be proud of.  So with varrying degrees of erectness, we spent the night in brotherhood nude and friendly.

At about 2am, we were all pretty worn out and everyone opened up sleeping bags they had with them and we cleared the living room of the furniture, pushing it all towards the walls.  Spreading open the sleeping bags across the living room floor into one big open canopy, we all nestled in to sleep.  No one had a sheet or anything else to cover up with and we all ended up in one big jumbled pile of naked male flesh.

Guys were cuddling each other, heads resting on arms, legs, bellies, chests into what would appear to be an orgiastic composition of male flesh, but there was no sex going on.  Waking up in the morning, I was surrounded by men on all sides in a sea of maleness.  I drank in the sight of all these men nude, almost all of them erect with morning hardon's snuggled up into one big pile.  It was a sight I'll never forget - all that is right in the world was right there at that moment and I was a part of it.  Healthy, male, naked sexuality in a pure and simple form.

. . .  Matt

On A Natural Experience

I went out biking yesterday, no real destination in mind, just with a feeling of needing to get away.  I followed the trails out by the lake, then moved on towards the west along tree-lined avenues until I began passing one of the several parks along this street.  Turning into one I continued on down the paved bike path for a while, eventually it ending and pressing on over the dirt path, deeper and deeper into the woods.