Hawaii Light Flashing Experience

I'm traveling now from August 1 - 27. A few days ago, I was getting a bit of the type of CMNM experience I enjoy.. exposing 'accidentally' or nonchalantly to straight and or younger men.

Here's how it went. I stripped for a shower at a public changing room on Waikiki Beach. I'm not referring to the public restrooms, but to the old Natatorium (outdoor pool stadium) under which is there is the life guard station and male and female dressing room with open showers.  Being under the old stadium bleachers (concrete), the huge room is very long with the open showers visible directly at the opposite end of the room as soon as you enter from a parking lot just outside. 

There were two other adult men there.  I proceeded to get completely undress, laying my boardshorts on a bench. None of the other guys took off their clothes -- which kind of ridiculous if you ask me. One guy was even trying to wash his lower body while wearing cargo pants. It was cool when two Japanese teenagers, obviously tourists, came in and got into the shower.

 Of course, they too kept their swimming trunks on the whole time, and even changed out of them by wrapping a towel around the waist and lowering their trunks, without exposing their butts or genitals. I enjoyed being the only naked guy in the dressing room, and I made sure they had a chance to get some glances of my half

swelled dick and butt. 

By the way, the two boys' guarded self-protective behavior wasn't unusual for Japan. Most men do exactly the same in dressing rooms all over Japan. So they weren't just shy because we three others were adult American males. But since they do 'cover' their privates when they change clothes after swimming and sports, they also do not hesitate to undress/redress in public. As I live in Japan part of the time, I have had many, many chances to see single or groups of Japanese men and young men changing back into or removing their sports clothes. When they do so in groups - like soccer teams,  baseball teams,  they tend to want to 'show off' in front of their male counterparts. So it is often possible to see a lot of boy butt, and semi-exposed pubic hair, and so on.  I have written about the experience else. Most recently I describe seeing a team of Japanese university-age dudes who play frisbee soccer getting aroused and semi-naked, or at least, excited and boisterous while changing.  See more at my Kelly's Second Life (blog).


When I left the old dressing room (no lockers), I saw that one of the teen's mother was waiting just outside the men's changing room, standing beside her parked car. I just smiled and wondered if the boys would go back later and tell her about see the adult American man's dick (lol). I doubt it.. most Japanese youth are pretty cool about things. While they might do some things themselves, they don't typically hold it against someone for being a bit weird -- as long as they are NOT members of their own group. 

Later, after going to the Max's Gym (gay sex club), I slept in the nude at my hostel. A nice Korean guy (aged 26) was opposite me. We had a nice conversation sitting there in the room along with our German roomie. Later, I helped him get some detergent for doing his laundry. He seemed grateful and smiled a lot. So when he got up before 6 to get ready to leave for Seoul, I made sure to have the sheet slipped down and my half-erect cock on display. Is that anyway to pay back a friend? (LOL) 

The guys above me was a 22-year old blond German twink. He has a nice body and seems a little bit self-absorbed, but then why shouldn't he be? He slept each night in white knit boxers, and didn't seem to mind parading around the room in them. I doubt it was for my benefit since there were two German girls in the adjoining bunk room, and another German guy about the same age who arrived and took the bed where the Korean dude had been. 

The other German guy was slim and had curly dark hair. I slept naked that night again, but there wasn't much opportunity to show anything to the new arrival. He was friendly enough, but he certainly didn't show any interest. Of course, you never know. He did seem to turn over often enough whenever I moved during the night, but he held the sheets tightly around his body, and never really looked over my way. 

When I was a teenager, I once was invited over to stay with a church friend who was college-age. I was still in high school. I was so turned on that I snuck out of my bed and climbed under his and try to reach up and fondle his dick - which did get erect. It was a complete turn-on for me, and so it makes it difficult to sleep when I'm in the room with a hot guy even now. Back at the hostel, the lack of sleep and the time change caused me to eventually fall to sleep. The boys remained untouched.. at least by my hands (or tongue). LOL! 

On Sunday, I was terribly sleepy but somehow managed to get up in time to go on the Gay

Catamaran Cruise - the one I tried to advertise as a CMNM event. Actually, it happens every week - so I (or the Guys Into CMNM group) is not the sponsor of the event, but hopefully just a large part of the participants. There ended up being a dozen men who went along for the 90 minute cruise, but I was the only one to get naked. Being a lone traveller, I was happy to have the attention and conversation from a few of the fellow passengers. The waves were too choppy that windy day, so the captain was not able to stop the boat for a swim - a time when a lot of passengers (although none of the crew) might have gotten naked. Too bad.

Tomorrow, I'm going over the Big Island. There are plenty of places to get naked -- primarily, I can be naked 24/7 at my vacation house. Also, there is a the famous clothing optional beach, Kehena Black Sands Beach, not too far away. Actually, it's easier to get naked almost anywhere on the shores around the Big Island - as long as you are discreet.

 On Saturday, I'm picnicking at Kehena and hopefully a few good gay men will join me. On Sunday, it's the weekly Trance Dance Kehena Beach community gathering, which can also be very hot when a bunch of naked straight men (and women) starting getting high on the music and weed. I'll spend the day and night at Kalani which has a clothing optional pool along with outdoor jacuzzi / hot tubs, and sauna. The pool turns naked after 4:00 so it can be very stimulating when hot dads and single dudes venture out from their families and relationships for a little bit of naughtiness. Even if there is no sex, it's still a turn-on to be seen and to see straight and gay men and twinks.

 On Monday and Tuesday, I'm planning on camping out in Kohala and visiting the nude beach at Beach 67 - next to Waialea Beach or Beach 69). I'll keep you updated.. if anything fun happens. Kelly (back in Hawaii after too long away......)

 ADDITIONAL Posting and revisions to this blog entry were added Oct 2, 2009.

   Just when I had expected to be heading to Kohala for some fun on the nude beach  near Waialea and then later go camping, Hurricane Felicia reared her ugly head. But as she passed through the Hawaiian Island, the storm quickly lost power and became a tropical depression.

 The effect for me was that I decided to stay at Kalani, the oceanside gay friendly resort on the Puna Coast, taking a room for two nights, instead of my usual camping tent.  The place is owned by a gay man (who has started it with his long-time lover), so it's very gay-friendly, but not selectively for gays only. One nice thing is that the pool, sauna and jacuzzi area become clothing optional after 4pm each day.  So I had some nice naked time in the sunshine  - I could even take my Macbook to the pool deck and work online since WiFi is available. 

  While there are clothed people at the pool, and even more who pass by on their way to the dining hall or their rooms, I enjoyed watching a couple of staffers - one was a hottie Hawaiian guy about 25 years old - who climbed up in order to room excess, ripe coconuts and palm fronds from a tall tree next to the pool.  The hottie was that interested in watching - he was too busy working - but I certainly kept my eyes peeled and my cock half-way swelled while he was working up as sweat, wearing nothing but boardshorts. 

On Wednesday, I fly back to Honolulu but was only there the one night so I stayed at a Waikiki hotel on Kuhio.  For whatever reason, they put me into the Penthouse Suite - 3 bedrooms, a small living and a full kitchen - just $60 for 1000 sq ft of space and I could only use one of the many beds.  I found out later that the room normally is booking for $280 a night. Had I known, I would have gone out to get friends and thrown a party, which is exactly what I intend to do this Christmas -- see my most recent blog entries or visit:

https://www.eventbrite.com/o/guys-into-cmnm-27381952277

CMNM (clothed male / naked male) Festa Weekend in Honolulu, Dec 25-28.

My shorts area falling down

My shorts are falling down
   An original story by Thorn

 It was forwarded in a group message from: Thorn on his [thorngay] Yahoo group I do like showing off in front of friends. I enjoyed being the centre of attention and the feeling of all all eyes being on my body, working out whose eyes are locked onto my body and seeing the reaction. At the same time I am a little reserved. Usually these shows would involve nothing more than taking of my shirt, or walking around in my boxers. But, I would enjoy teasing and showing as much as possible but without actually being totally naked. On this particular day Tony, Mike and Joe had come round to my house. They are really cute sexy guys. Tony is 19 and the other guys are about the same. It was a great day, so we were out in the garden. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, but because it was a nice day I decided to lose the T-shirt and, yes, I enjoyed the way the eyes locked onto my body. They seemed to enjoy the show. We sat there for some time, when I asked who wanted a beer. The response was enthusiastic and immediate.

I toddled off back to the house to collect the ice cold beers and realised that, without a belt, my shorts were sliding down. I hitched them up. Then I hit on a plan. Dare I let them slide right off as I took the beers back? My hands would be full, so I couldn't do anything about it. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I dived into my room and removed my boxers, so I could go commando... much more exciting. I grabbed the beers and, before I could lose my courage, I loaded up both hands with the four beer glasses and headed back out to the garden. To my delight my shorts were heading southwards. It's a really sexy feeling as they slid down onto my hips. I could see that my friends were trying not too look totally transfixed... but clearly were. I could feel that my shorts had now reached the point where, if I move any further they would slide right down. At the same time I could not do anything to stop them as I was clutching four full beers in my hands. I cannot deny this was (a) extremely

arousing and (b) what I had hoped would happen. I stopped still. Tony, Mike and Joe were staring

and giggling. Tony leapt up from the chair. Was he going to take the beers so I could hitch my shorts up? I kind of hoped he wouldn't. Tony came towards me, his hands stretched out to take the beers. Damn! Then Joe said "pull his shorts down" and laughed nervously. "Steady on," I grinned. Hoping it was a playful enough to encourage Tony that this really would be a laugh. It worked. Sure enough Tony laughed, ran behind me and gave the waistband of my shorts a quick tug. The slipped down round my ankles. I was totally naked. I was outdoors, which makes being naked even more exciting. And my mates were totally transfixed. I could feel their eyes boring into me. My dick already a little hard and was getting harder. Still carrying the beers I stepped out of the shorts and walked toward my friends completely naked.  (The author is the naked guy in the brush on the right -->)

 At that point, Joe picked up his mobile phone
and started shooting video of me walking towards him naked. What happened next was amazing. When I got to Mike to offer him his beer, I guess the proximity of my hard dick was too inviting. He took the opportunity that I could not defend myself to grab my dick. Needless to say this produced an instant boner. I felt no desire to go back for my shorts but sat down with the guys, my dick still semi hard.

After a while, Joe stood up and, to a rendition of the "The Stripper" from the rest of us, he stripped off his t-shirt and shorts, then his boxers. Joe's video then got circulated and my naked antics became quite well known among our class. At parties I was always being asked to show more flesh and occasionally I did. That afternoon had made me less reserved. I had also made three great friends with whom I messed around even more. .

  

Camping Surprise: An original story

Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 13:13:35 +0100
From: fjaed abuda 
Subject: Camping Suprise (Gay Male)

 Palm trees swept loudly in the wind as the

 moonlight shone dimly over the
rough wild lawn. The fire crackled irregularly 

complementing the gentle
sparkle of the thousands of stars in the sky. 

Mark and Fred knew that
they'd need to talk at some point, but were 

both aware that it wasn't the
right time. The last time they'd been camping

together was a few years ago
and it brought back memories of the laughter 

shared by the group of young
teenagers. The soft warm air amplified their

 appreciative breaths after the
exhausting day on the road.

Mark decided that it was too hot to keep his 

thick hiking clothes on and
began to strip. Fred came to the same conclusion

 and they both undressed
into their boxers and allowed the cool breeze to 

refresh their aching
bodies. Normally Mark would have undoubtedly made a snide remark, which
would have been all but pleasant in the frame of mind they were both in. 

Mark was already confused enough that Fred had revealed that he was gay
after all the years the two had spent chasing and screwing different
girls. He'd even made the assumption that Fred was a tad homophobic after
his bitching when they went skinny dipping the previous summer and Mark had
popped a slight erection in the water. At the time, Mark had said that he
couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the warm water surrounding his
naked body, but he knew all too well that this wasn't the case -- it was
the first sight of Freddie's thick black pubes and the slight glimpse of
his cock for the first time. He'd tried hard to fight off his feelings of
curiosity, but found himself overwhelmed and thought it was just his
hormones as a teenager, causing him to think sexually in any situation.

Mark was intrigued by the male form, and scared of the fact. He wanted to
be with a girl and have kids when he was older, not be one of the stupid
gays with their effeminate mannerisms. He'd made a conscious choice to
follow his feelings towards girls, but was having second thoughts after his
friend only came out to him earlier in the day. All these thought rushed
through his head one by one and he couldn't help but find his eyes pointed
towards Fred's toned abdomen and the defined V-shape pointing down towards
his--

Mark turned his head quickly, what was he thinking?

He then noticed the slow rising of his briefs above his thighs as his own
penis began to grow. He jumped up anxiously and walked to get more firewood
without saying a word.

All the while, Fred was looking at the sky and 

only realized when Mark walked away. Must have been

 acting strange about earlier, he thought, still a 

little shaken up by Mark's seemingly unaccepting

 reaction earlier on.  Mark made sure he was out of 

sight of Fred before he crouched against a tree and 

couldn't help but wonder

if Fred had ever felt the same arousal towards him as

he had. Presumably, he'd have ruled it out as an option

 due to him being straight and just ignored the tempta-

tion.  But then Mark remembered how Fred had commented

 a few times about his good looks, just being a good

 mate he'd thought, but was now recognizing that perhaps

 he was attracted to him.

Mark felt a sudden surge of anger that Fred had taken 

him for granted all
these years and raced back towards the fire and pushed Fred towards the
ground as he sat. Mark looked at his friend lying on the floor. Fred had an
expression of astonishment and fear as Mark bunched his fist and held it
ready behind his shoulder. Not a word was said even then as Mark
contemplated releasing his anger and following through.

Then, as Mark was kneeling above Fred, with his legs either side of his
body and his hand pressed into Fred's shoulder, he noticed his uneven dark
hair and protruding cheekbones. He then had an impulse of a different kind
and leant his face in to Fred and kissed him hard. He restrained his head
and pulled back, his gaze remaining on Fred. What the fuck, rattled in
Mark's brain as he knelt. 

 Fred's face was predominantly shocked, but at the same time Mark could see
excitement in his eyes. Mark unwillingly leant in again and shoved his
tongue in Fred's welcoming mouth. It was beyond control now, Mark couldn't
help himself -- it just felt so right.

 Before Mark knew it, Fred had forcefully rolled him over, and lay above him
as the strong kiss sustained itself somehow, both of their eyes shut at the
same time. Their tongues were knotted together, entangled and exploring
each other's salivating mouths. Fred embraced Mark tightly, with one arm
around his muscled back and the other clutching his wiry blond hair. After
a few seconds he moved his mouth down to Mark's neck, and sucked strongly.
Mark's head tilted back in ecstasy.

This wasn't Fred's first gay experience, but he was a hell lot more turned
on this time for sure. He'd been longing to touch Mark for years. Fred
continued his way down Mark's body, firmly licking across his chest,
tasting the sweet remnants of sweat and the rough texture of his stubbly
fur. He couldn't wait any longer -- he readjusted and tugged down Mark's
briefs, exposing his thick, fully hard dick, which bounced up alert and
craving attention. He descended his mouth onto it in an instant, tongue at
the ready. It slid naturally between his lips and reached deep-throat
straight away, filling Fred with the most satisfying mouthful. He grabbed
Mark's strong ass and wide upper thigh as he religiously moved his head
back and forth against his stomach, feeling his penis pulsate gently
against the bridge of his mouth.

Mark knew immediately that he had no regrets. He desired Fred's cock more
than anything now and swung his body round excitedly, whispering for Fred
to carry on sucking between gasps of enjoyment. He tenderly encapsulated
Fred's smooth, uncut penis in his mouth and longingly embraced the salty
feel on his tongue. It was long and beautiful and demanded the respect that
Mark was now willing to give. He licked up and down its sides and
progressed to Fred's tight, finely separated bollocks. Whirling them around
his mouth and slowly masturbating Fred, he groaned with happiness as he
felt himself getting closer to coming.


The feeling was mutual -- Fred was approaching an orgasm as he continued
what he'd started. There was no way he'd stop until he'd given Mark what
he'd always wanted to. The boys' bodies rocked against each other sensually
as the ever increasing, awakening feeling of pleasure surged through them.
They worked on each other harder and harder, they were connected now. All
that could be heard were low grunts, becoming more and more frequent.

They came simultaneously, vibrating through each other -- it was electric.
The sensitivity welled up between them and they burst into each other's
mouths. Gullets open, swallowing the hot juice being expelled; they were
both intent on fulfilling the duty they had pledged.

Mark and Fred lay in the same 69 position for a good few seconds more,
their breathing slowing as it caught up with them what they'd just done.
Fred then spun round to face Mark and they kissed strongly once again,
unable to stop, their legs entangling. It had been heaven, and neither of
them wanted it to end.

Hazing in a rugby team

For the last couple of years we have all watched hazing in sports finally come into focus. The antics that have for so long gone on behind closed doors, and that have been dismissed by most as "boys will be boys," are finally starting to get the serious attention from sports administrators and the public that it deserves and that its victims need.

What isn't being talked about much is the elephant in the room, the issue that most people are thinking about when they hear about stories of what sports teams are doing to one another usually at night behind those closed doors: Both latent homosexuality and homophobia are playing a huge role in the hazing abuse our kids are experiencing, and our societal standards that dictate what a "real man" is are to blame.

Hazing is, for practical purposes, coercing or forcing younger athletes or students to do embarrassing things for the right to be a part of the group. Hazing can range from seemingly innocuous acts like wearing a dunce cap or eating a raw egg to dangerous or life-threatening things like drinking excessive amounts of alcohol, branding, or crazy stunts that involve water, fire or oncoming traffic. Hazing is against the policy of most colleges, and anti-hazing statutes exist in 38 states.

The Web site Badjocks.com has played a huge role in forcing the public and sports teams and leagues to start having frank discussions about hazing. And while the few dozen incidents they and other media outlets have reported are an improvement over the dearth of reports just three years ago, the number of hazing incidents that has come to public light pales in comparison to the actual number that is happening at high schools, colleges and on professional teams around the country. In fact, an Alfred University study said that 80 percent of college athletes had been hazed.

Make no mistake about it – hazing is largely about sexuality, from two different angles. First is the notion of making someone submissive to prove your own masculinity. Whether it's sodomizing them or making them wear women's panties, the notion of forcing younger players to submit to team veterans comes right out of the handbook of anti-gay stereotypes.

Many of the acts that younger players are submitted to are also homoerotic or homosexual. Licking each other's bodies, simulating sex acts, forced sodomy with various objects – these acts work on two levels. First, they reinforce the notion that same-sex affection is weaker; the subjected men are rarely "hazed" with forced affection from someone of the opposite sex. Second, they serve to satisfy the latent homosexuality of many of the players involved.

While some may try to diminish the role of homosexuality in hazing, it can't be ignored. Badjocks.com says that the most common reported hazing incident among high school students is sodomy with fingers or other objects.

"As a way of welcoming you to the team, my associates and I would like to give you your first proctology exam!" Badjocks.com jokes.

I don't care how you slice it, there has to be some desire to sodomize the victim if you're willing to go that far with other people watching! Like rape (which it is), I find hazing of this kind to be not only an act of violence but a sexual act as well.

When I was a teenager, and I first started feeling a sexual attraction to other boys, I often thought that going to prison would not be such a bad thing. I had heard of the "forced" gay sex that happens in prisons, and I figured it would be the only chance I had to fulfill my growing desire to have sex with men. The forced sexual contact of hazing is certainly another way to fulfill those desires; it's no wonder that so many gay men are attracted to college fraternities, long the bastion of hazing in our culture.

It's not just the guys. In the last few months, reports of hazing on women's teams have started to capture headlines, most notably the Northwestern University's women's soccer team, which was suspended after photographs of alleged hazing surfaced.

While 10 years ago most people who reported hazing at the high school and collegiate level were considered "whistle-blowers" and threats to the performance of a team, that attitude is largely changing. Our culture seems to have started to handle hazing in two different ways, depending on who's involved.

High school and collegiate teams that coerce athletes to run around in their jockstraps are suspended and vilified in the media, some of them having their season cancelled. But when professional teams do the same exact thing, they are laughed at, as though hazing is a big joke that everyone is in on.

In 2000, various Tennessee Titans were recorded taping rookie OG Aaron Koch from Oregon State to a field goal post, pouring chocolate syrup on him, and spraying him with water. What was maybe worse was how ESPN's Sean Salisbury and NBA great Mark Malone celebrated and glorified it.

How can we celebrate hazing at the professional level, yet tell 17- and 21-year-olds that it's not OK if they do it? We can't chuckle with the Associated Press when they post pictures of rookies in training camp having to encircle the field in their underwear or sing karaoke in front of a stadium of fans, and then wonder where our kids got the crazy idea that it's alright to force new teammates to endure harassment and ridicule.

The deeper problems with hazing are the culture it breeds and the slippery slope it can lead to. The infamous 2003 hazing incident involving the Mepham High School (N.Y.) football

team is a quintessential example. At a summer football camp in August 2003, team veterans sodomized younger players with broomsticks, golf balls and pinecones. It came almost 10 years after a player accused the coaching staff and several members of the same football program of a hazing attack that gave him a concussion; that case was settled out of court. After the 2003 incident, former players finally started talking about the culture of Mepham coach Kevin McElroy's football team, and how hazing had been a part of it for many years. It had likely started out "harmless" before involving physical attacks. Incoming freshman learned from the veterans that these things were part of being on the team; and when they became the veterans, the cycle continued down the slippery slope.

Experiencing the harassment and ridicule of hazing brings people closer, claim proponents of hazing (and there are many more than you could imagine), and it is argued that that bond is sacrosanct to the success of sports teams and fraternities.

This "bonding" argument has always troubled me. In a fraternity, the guys live together, shower together, eat together, study together. When one of their girlfriends breaks up with them, they're all there for him. When one of their parents passes away suddenly, they all attend the funeral. They become a family as close as they'll ever see outside the family structure they lived with for their first 18 years.

It's the same thing with athletics. A team practices together every day, eats meals together, travels together, rooms together, wins together, loses together, gets injured together, and builds a bond that each member will remember for their lifetime.

No amount of paddling, licking whipped cream off of each other, or running around in your jockstrap is going to add to the closeness of these experiences. A team is built around a common goal and the struggles that ensue from chasing that goal, not from the nonsense that surrounds it.

As long as gay people are marginalized by sports culture, and as long as being submissive to a man is considered feminine, hazing will continue, not only because it emasculates the victim, but because the perpetrator feels no other acceptable way to live out his same-sex desires.

Atitlan wrote about these photos he reposted:

    I have found some more photos of a British rugby initiation. They were
uploaded by Johannes to his websites and then posted on to the [ymna2] Yahoo group by me in 2005.

    Most of Johannes' collection was about student initiations in

Europe and the USA and much of it can still be found at this address
(the links to certain of the picture folders seem not to be available
any longer):
http://members.lycos.nl/gaypoet

---------- The above amateur sports hazing photos were forwarded in  a group email message from: atitlan on his [ymna] Google group and [ymna2] Yahoo group ----------

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