NitroXFlash - Nudity / Nudism / Exhibitionism

On A Quick Flash

I had just finished working out the other morning, the morning crowds had already left for work and there were just a few of us around.  I was getting a protein shake at the juice bar, and reading the paper relaxing before having my shower.  Sitting across from me was a cute, but nervous looking older guy, who was cruising me, but trying to not get noticed; and doing a bad job of it.

He seemed pretty harmless and very horny, so I thought I'd give him a quick peek at what he wanted to see.  Making sure no one else was around, I made eye contact with him, looking him right in the eye as one hand moved down to the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down.

His eyes instantly went south to my shorts and then widened as my fully erect dick, popped out of the shorts.  I hooked the waistband under my balls and made my dick bob and wave around a minute, before tucking it back into my shorts.  I thought the dude would cream his pants right there, he was all nervous and smiling and didn't know what to do with himself.

. . .  Matt

On A Gym Rim

After finishing my workout this morning at the gym, I headed to the locker room and went to the row where my locker was.  There was a guy laying on his back on the bench, breathing heavily; probably having just finished a run.  He was wearing shorts and shoes, but had no shirt on.

As it happened, my locker was right next to where his head was so he'd be looking right at me as I changed.  I wasted no time, and had my shirt off before my locker was even open, and my shorts down and off while opening the locker itself.  Tossing my clothes in, I bent over, way over, to untie my shoes very slowly making sure he had a look right between my legs from below, my ass only inches from his face.

I bent to do one shoe, stood up, then bent to do the other shoe, before turning around and dangling my half-hard dick close to him as I fiddled around in my locker.  No one else was in the row with us, and the locker room was pretty deserted still, it was early on a Sunday.  Looking at him, his eyes were focused on my ass, a small smile on his lips and his tongue just barely sticking out and flicking around.

I pivoted away from him, showing him my ass again and his tongue extended further out of his mouth.  Doing a quick check to ensure we were going to be alone for a minute, I bent over slightly and lowered my ass down onto his face.  His tongue his my ass and began to lick, so I lowered more and felt him probe my hole.  My dick arched upwards in full erection and I began stroking it quickly as his tongue delved inside hungrily.

I had to be quick, this situation couldn't last, so I stroked and beat my meat and go myself to a quick orgasm.  Despite how good his tongue felt in my ass, I turned, putting my dick above his face and let loose blasting his chin and chest with a quick load of cum.  He had his hand inside his shorts, stroking himself and moaned as he blew his own load into his workout clothes.

Shaking the last drops of cum off my dick, I closed my locker and smiled at him and walked, naked and hard to the showers to clean up from my workout and jackoff.

. . .  Matt

On The Pin Ball Bet

On a trip to San Francisco 3 weeks ago, after working I stopped into one of my little hangout's, a dive bar that has a pool table in the back and a few pinball machines and video games.  I had tried to interest a couple guys in a game of strip pool or at least stripping down to underwear but none were interested.

I was playing a pinball machine by myself, having a beer when a mid 40's guy approached me to watch.  He hadn't been around when I was soliciting pool partners, and he began chatting with me as I played; including telling me he was good at the game.  I suggested we play against each other and wager.  He started to balk thinking money, but I clarified and said 4 games, the looser of each game had to put his dick on top of the pinball machine while the winner played the next game.

He laughed and said "sure", probably thinking I was crazy.  We played, I deliberately lost and so as he began the next round, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out just my dick and laid it on top of the glass of the pinball machine.  I was pretty soft when I first laid out my dick onto the cold glass, but after a few moments, I grew harder until I was fully erect.  The guy playing became distracted by looking at my dick and lost his game :)

I took my position to play and he unzipped his pants amid great embarrassment and put out his soft dick onto the machine as I began my game.  He grew about half hard, but was clearly kind of nervous and embarrassed.  We were in the back, it was a Wednesday night and the crowd was light and only one guy noticed what we were doing.  He just watched quietly, not bringing any attention to us and enjoyed the show.

I lost the next game so we switched positions, as my friend put his dick away quickly.  Again, I unzipped, my dick already hard this time and put it in the same spot my friend had his just moments before.  As he began to play, I pulled up my shirt and pulled it over my head, but kept my arms in the sleeves, hooking it behind my neck, effectively baring my chest to him.

My dick had been hard since we started and now began to ooze clear streams of pre-cum onto the glass, creating a leaking drool of goo.  With my shirt up, I moved my hand to the button on my jeans, unpopped the only one remaining buttoned (the top) and my pants dropped to the floor.  I raised up just a little and moved forward, putting my balls and dick on top of the glass, smearing the precum as my dick throbbed. 

The guy lost almost immediately, his eyes totally focused on my erection and nearly-nude body.  The other guys in the bar started looking and whispering; so before the bartender got all bent out of shape, I pulled my clothes back on again and moved to the back.  My buddy bought me a beer and we hung out in the back chatting for a little while, he standing in front of me, me sitting on a bench, zipper undone and hard dick jutting out of my pants for about half an hour.

I knew he wanted to touch it, but never did unfortunately.

. . .  Matt

On The Accidental Swim Exposure

A friend of mine was gym-shopping and asked me to go with him to check out a new place.  He didn't want to go alone, because of all the pressure to join they usually give you and said it would be a free workout.  I wasn't too enthusiastic; until he mentioned they had a swimming pool.  That perked me up, my gym doesn't have one, and it's a rare thing anymore to find a gym that does.

I grabbed a swimsuit and tossed it into my gym bag without evening thinking about it much, just taking the first one on top, which happened to be white.  Off we went to the gym, he to the weights and me to the locker room to change.  I took the opportunity to get naked, lock everything up, including my towel and then walk nude to the showers to rinse off before hitting the pool.

Of course, no other guy was walking nude, and I got stares, but not malevolent ones; it's good to be the nude guy :)  Showered up, I returned to the locker, put on my swimsuit and went to the pool area.  There were two open laps, and I dove in and swam for about 45 minutes before I saw my friend on the edge of the pool, done with his workout.

I finished up, then panting, climbed out of the pool and stood before him catching my breath.  He was looking straight down at my crotch, laughing.  I ignored him for a minute, until I could breath normally then looked down as he pointed.  My white swimsuit, was totally transparent and see through.  Of course, I always cut out the liners of all my swimsuits, but usually use the darker ones for when I'm swimming at a gym or something.  If the suit is dark, without a liner, it's very 'clingy', but not see through. 

This suit clung and clearly outlined every inch of skin on my dick and balls.  Realizing I was highly-visible, I grew about halfway hard knowing guys could see me.  I must have looked at least somewhat genuinely flustered, and with my friend laughing at me, I got smirks and grins instead of hostile stares from the other pool guys.

We walked slowly back to the locker room, me on display and chubbed up and him trying to stop laughing.

. . .  Matt

On A Surprised Locker Flash

I had just finished my workout today; done some lifting and then finished with 45 mins of cardio and I was sweating and trying to catch my breath as I sat down on the bench in front of my locker in the lockerroom.  I was bent over, breathing and trying to cool off and when I began to feel my breath return to normal I sat up and looked around for a minute still panting.

Sitting across from me was a guy who had given me a smile and wink while we were both lifting, just kind of looking at me.  He was partially undressed, sitting on the bench, in only his boxer shorts.  Of course, I had to glance down between his legs, it just is instinctual.  There, hanging out of the edge of his boxers was his semi-erect dick.  I glanced from his dick to his eyes, and there was no doubt he was showing me deliberately.  His dick hardened and poked out more, dickflashing me as he boned up.

There wasn't really anyone else around, so I reached down and moved my shorts over to the left and let my own dick flop out into full view, exposing right back at him.  His eyes widened a bit but then he grinned and pulled his boxers aside fully exposing himself right back.  There we were, not 5 feet from each other, sitting and showing each other our bodies, our dicks hard and waving around.

As luck would have it, a couple guys came down the locker row right then and my new buddy covered up, turned away to hide his obvious erection in his boxers and got dressed and left.  I covered and finished cooling off before heading to the showers and out myself.  Maybe I'll see him again.

. . .  Matt

On Naked In The Rain

It's been unusually temperate weather in Chicago this summer; August is generally a very hot month, but it's been quite pleasant lately in the mid - upper 70's.  It was just such a night this week, warm and humid, when it began to rain gently.  It was one of those deep soaking rains that wasn't intense, but was going to be long-lasting.

I was walking back from having parked the car after the gym and was slowly getting wet.  An idea occurred to me, and I returned to my car.  I was wearing only workout clothes, shorts, tank-top and shoes, which I quickly stripped off and tossed into the back seat.  It was about 930pm, so the street was mostly quiet, especially with the rain coming down, and no one was about as I checked carefully in all directions.

I stood nude in the rain and moved down the block towards home cautiously and not overtly out in the open.  The rain was cool, but not cold, the night warm and humid and it felt good.  Natural and free.  I made it to the back of the building without incident or being seen; and after checking the back area of home to ensure it was deserted, I lingered a bit longer outside.  I stood and let the gentle rain water soak my body, dripping off my naked form, washing away everything, leaving me nude and clean. 

I looked down at myself, exposed in the wet night air and liked what I saw, I wish I'd had my camera dry and handy; it was just so natural.

mmmmm :)

. . .  Matt

On Obvious and Oblivious erection

A few days ago, at the gym, I dared myself to do some brief and brazen exhibitionism but with an innocent twist.  After my work out, I slipped off my shorts, freeballing of course and sat down on the bench, still wearing my shoes and shirt.  My dick started to get erect as I knew what I was about to do and I allowed it to grow fully hard.  So sitting bottomless on the bench in the locker room I was now sporting full wood as I fumbled with my shoelaces to untie them and remove my shoes and socks. 

One guy noticed who was dressing beside me and was staring, but the other guys around me were pretty oblivious since they couldn't see.  Now came the more daring part: I stood up and faced my locker and my dick sprang up and out, fully hard and erect in front of me, now clearly visible to the entire row of lockers.  Acting as if nothing in the world was going on, I took off my shirt and now stood naked and hard as I slowly took my gym bag and clothes out of my locker.

At least five guys in the row now noticed my open boner and were looking and sneaking glances.  Still acting as though it were perfectly commonplace to be erect like this I sorted through my clothes and began to get dressed.  I made no moves to touch my dick, jack myself or anything, not acknowledging at all that I had a hardon.  First deodorant, then the shirt came on, all the while I'm turning to get stuff and adjust things, my dick bouncing hard and lewdly in front of me, so hard I swear I could have cum without any stimulation.

Having done all I could to remain naked and act oblivious, I had to put on my jockstrap and then shorts, covering myself and finish getting dressed.  No one said a word, but there were lots of smiles and grins, as I smiled in return and headed out.

. . .  Matt

Impromptu Nude Walk

Last night about 10pm, I was walking home.  The air was warm, (finally for Chicago), the street quiet, and a gentle breeze blowing.  No one was around and an impulse to drop my shorts came over me.  Not so much an exhibitionist desire, but more of one to just be nude.  I really didn't have any desire to be seen, but I did get an overwhelming urge to feel the freedom of nudity.  Glancing around the empty street, I pulled the waistband of my shorts down and dropped them to the ground.  I was wearing a t-shirt and left that on as I picked up my shorts and continued walking down the street. 

The breeze drifted over my body again, and I felt it most keenly against my bare butt and tickling my balls, which were haning low and heavy from the heat.  I didn't get erect, but my dick and balls were totally relaxed and full, haning down from the warmth of the night; they swung gently as I walked, rocking and bouncing slightly.  I felt alive, beautiful and comfortable.

I walked another 7 blocks to where I live, only one car drove by during the entire time and I remained bare-bottomed and they didn't seem to notice.  I passed no one on the street and only reluctantly put my shorts back on as I neared home and needed to maintain some caution around the folks who live on my block.

Not my most exciting adventure, but one so comfortable and beautiful, it was just as enjoyable.

. . .  Matt

On Coffee and Sweats

I went to the Starbucks after the gym today and was wearing the semi-stretchy, tight, clingy pair of sweats that conform to my dick and balls when I walk around, showing them bouncing around; making it obvious that I'm freeballing and pretty much giving a good idea of the size and shape of my dick.

I ordered my coffee, then while waiting for them to make it, went into the bathroom and put on the infamous tight cockring that's just one size too small for me.  It fits really snug, so it's not easy to get on, and even more difficult to get off.  Once my dick even starts to chub-up, it causes a full blown erection that's almost impossible to get rid of.

I returned to the main area, picked up my coffee and sat down on one of the couches they have in a lounge type area.  As I walked, a couple of the guys in the place checked out my swinging package and then the rest of me.  I flipped through the newspaper for a few minutes before two of the guys moved from their table to sit at the couch across from where I was sitting.

I was sitting with both feet on the floor, kinda slouched down a bit with my hips towards the front end of the couch.  The material of my sweats was stretched nice and tight over my bulge, outlining my nuts my dick sitting on top of it, lazily resting towards the left.  The glances started as they picked up magazines to read but continued to glance at my bulge.  I didn't make eye contact with either of them (both in their mid 30's, not bad, not great looking), but did scoot down just a little more, so the sweats clung even tighter to outline my stuff.

Knowing they were watching me started my dick to rise; and once it started, there wasn't anything I could do to stop it (although I didn't want to).  With the newspaper cover my face from their view, I watched my dick grow harder and snake out across my left thigh.  The sweats material was stretched tight so it was perfectly outlined as it elongated and grew right before their eyes.  I could hear whispering, but didn't want to break my pose so I didn't look.  My dick was trapped tight against my leg and the sweats so I shifted slightly and it bounced free and moved upwards now as I closed my legs slightly, loosening the grip of the sweats material.

Free now to rise more fully upwards, my dick did just that, stretching out and upwards towards my belly and tenting out the front of my sweats until it reached maximum height.  Glancing around my paper, no one else had yet noticed my very obvious erection tenting the front of my sweats, so it continued by flexing my dick a few times, making it throb and bob back and forth for the guys watching.

More people were making their way into the Starbucks so I knew my time was short, so I put down my paper and stood up to get ready to leave.  Standing, my erection was so obvious because it was sticking virtually straight out obscenely, and a couple other guys stopped and just stared.  Acting as if nothing were wrong, I casually reached into my sweats, pulled my dick up and hooked the head under the waistband.  This gave the guys who'd been watching me a brief flash of the head, and in this position, my dick was trapped standing fully up and didn't bounce so was much less (but not entirely) noticible.

I walked slowly towards the door then out, and managed to keep my dick trapped upright until I got outside before it slipped out and down again bouncing and swinging fully hard tenting the front of my sweats in the most obvious way as I walked to my car.  The windows were all eyes.

. . .  Matt