Asian Exhibitionists: How do those guys get away with it?

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How I Became a Boyhood Exhibitionist

A certain kind of CMNM experience

This experience was originally posted by Bill Williams to another group. It was subsequently distributed on the Thorngay Yahoo group mailiing list on January 27, 2008. It represents one boy's sexual development (into manhood) that is heavily centered about being exposed to other males, particularly in situations of helplessness (an important sub-theme for some CMNM enthusiasts NOTE: the photos were added (by this author: sunbunz - since Bill did not (and could NOT (LOL) provide his own).

[From thorngay Y! Group]

       There were enough [good] responses to my first email and the brief summation of some of the things I did to myself as a teen that I will now post my "Boy Scout Story"  [supposedly all true. ]

      I first realized I was an exhibitionist at a very early age, even tho I did not know what the word meant. I started out running out the back door and around a tree in the back yard in just my underpants.
 





 I don't know if it was the exhibitionist in me coming out, or if it just felt good running around like that, or just because it was "naughty". ?? Of course, I progressed to doing the same thing completely naked, and I really liked doing that; something more daring?

  I would sneak into my sister's room once in awhile, when nobody was home, and would put on some of her underpants and walk around the house that way. I even swiped a diaper off the neighbor's clothesline and would put that on, sometimes walking outside wearing just the diaper. Pretty soon tho, that became "old stuff", and I wanted to do something else, something more daring!

When I got a little older I was allowed to ride my bike away from my house, as long as I stayed within a mile or 2, even in the early evening.

There was a forest preserve about a mile from my house, that had a river running through it. During the day, there was hardly anyone in the park, just 1 or 2 people fishing sometimes. I would ride over there, go behind some bushes and take off my pants and underpants, and ride along the path wearing just a long T shirt. That was really neat, especially when I would meet someone on the path and have to really be careful not to stand up and show that I didn't have anything on under my T shirt. I had some really close calls, but that just made it more fun.

I progressed to riding my bike home like that, especially in the early evening. Sometimes, just as it was getting dark and just as a car was passing me, I would stand up, baring my butt just as the car passed me. That, too, soon got to be old stuff. Then I got the idea that it would be really neat if someone would see me totally naked. I guess that is when I progressed from being a little nudist to a full fledged exhibitionist. I would go near the end of the woods near the highway, take off all my clothes and walk along a path, jumping into the bushes if I though I heard someone coming. (Never saw anyone, tho). Then I would turn back, go right to the edge of the trees and when I saw a

bunch of cars coming, I would run across the clearing, stark naked, until I was sure they saw me, then back in to the woods, get my clothes, get dressed, and go home.

One day I saw a school bus with a bunch of kids going to camp or something, and when I was in the middle of the clearing, totally naked, I heard them shouting and laughing, and I knew a whole bus load of kids had seen me naked. I was so excited I could hardly sleep that night.That' s when it really started to get interesting. And I evolved into the "liking to be laughed at and humiliated" state of my life.

There was a Boy Scout Camp in the forest preserve, pretty far back in. One day, I was riding my bike along a path, (completely dressed for a change), when I ran into, (almost literally), a group of them hiking along the path. They were all a little older than me. An idea began forming in the back of my head. I went back the next day, and sure enough, the scouts came along at almost the same time. I scouted (no pun intended), along the path and found a clearing that had a bunch of tall trees, some with low hanging branches, about 6 feet off the ground. I went back the next day, almost 2 hours earlier.

 I had a 2 "choker" dog collars that were chains with rings at either end. You would slip the chain through one of the rings and form a loop that was supposed to go over the dog's head, and when he pulled on the leash too much, the chain would kinda choke him, making him slack off. Well, if you put on hand through the loop and then made another loop at the other end and put your other hand through, your hands were pretty effectively "chained" together. If you had the right size chain, it could be really difficult to get it off, especially if your hands were chained behind your back.

Anyhow, I got to the clearing and found a tree that had branches low enough that I could jump up, grab it and start climbing. I took all my clothes off. I put my socks in my shoes and tied them together, and threw them up into the tree. They caught on a branch about 12 feet up. I tied my jeans in a knot and wrapped them around a rock and then threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch almost 20 feet up. Then I did the same with my T shirt. It wound up just above my shoes. 

My underpants were next. I wrapped them around a rock and threw them as high as I could. They caught on a branch just above my jeans.? I was now totally naked with all my clothes up in a tree. ?? I had given a lot of thought as to how I would chain myself, so as to give myself maximum "exposure".

If I just chained my hands behind my back, I could bend over or

kneel down and keep myself covered, and of course, that would not do. I wanted to be fully exposed when the scouts came by. So I decided I would chain myself to another tree. I also figured out that if I just wrapped my arms around the tree, only my bare bottom would be exposed. So I figured out that if I got on my hands and knees, backed up to the tree and fastened my ankles together around the tree, then leaned back and chained my wrists behind me and around the tree, I would be a kneeling position and fully exposed , with no hope of covering any part of me. So I backed up to the tree. When the first of them came into the clearing, he just stopped and stared at me. Then the others saw me and they all came over and just stood around looking at me. 

I told them some guys had caught me riding my bike and pantsed me, and then threw all my clothes in the tree. All this time they just stood there and looked at me, most of them smiling and snickering. 

I also noticed that a couple of them were getting woodies, seeing me naked and chained like that. And being the only one there that was naked and chained to a tree with a bunch of older boys staring at me was getting me excited too, and my dick started to get hard too. They finally got me loose, and when I started to stand up I kinda stumbled from being chained up like that for so long, and 2 of them grabbed my arms to help hold me up.

Wow! Two older guys, fully clothed and me naked, holding me up. (one of them had his hand on my bottom) With 12 other guys looking at me. By this time I had a full hard on. Just couldn't help it. I was so excited. The best was yet to come. Nobody offered to get my clothes out of the tree, so that meant I was going to have to climb the tree, totally naked, with all 14 boys watching me. I walked over to the tree, and turned around so that I was facing them. I jumped up and tried to grab the lowest limb, but I couldn't reach it. After trying a couple times, with my dick flopping up and down with each try, two of them came over and held their hands cupped together so I could stand on them and they could boost me up and grab the limb.

I got a hold of it and hung there, fully stretched out soeverything was showing. Then I lifted my legs and hooked them over the limb, kinda spread out so that my asshole was in full view. I think I even tried to pucker it a little. After hanging like that a bit, I swung up and started climbing, making sure I stopped a little every time I was fully stretched out or spread out. I also had to scoot along some of the limbs, dragging my balls and bottom along the rough bark. I sure couldn't get dressed up in the tree, so  as I reached each article of clothing, I dropped them on the ground.

When everything was on the ground, (I was at the highest point

in the tree), I started to (slowly) work my way down, again stopping every so often and spreading my legs. I finally got down to the last limb and swung down, again holding on and hanging there as long as I could. When I dropped down, I "stumbled" and fell over backwards with my legs going up over my head. Then I got up and started getting dressed. And not one of them took his eyes off me until I finally pulled up my pants.

Wearing a sarong, having fun at New Year's

 

Someone asked me about wearing a sarong. It's easier just to give you the link below on how to tie a sarong (there is a list of instructions at the both of the page).

http://www.1worldsarongs.com/sartiesusetc.html

It sounds like a fun party you'll be attending - great idea too for the sarongs -- I'll go out clubbing on Dec 31 in Waikiki, then spend part of Jan 1 nude on Diamond Head Beach or at Sandy Beach (East Oahu) out passed Hawaii Kai. I'll be sure to wear mine or my Japanese yukata.

Yeah, I love wearing my sarongs -- I have several one of which is a mesh-like, see-thru material. Here are some pics of me wearing it and  not quite wearing it  . They always give you an excellent 'innocent' opportunity to flash dick or buns. 

I am standing on Red Road just 500 ft from Kehena Black Sands beach (nude beach). That's where I'll be on Christmas Day until New Year's Eve. I am nude on the beach and wear my mesh sarong walking back to the camping place (Kalani) -- can't wait. Before that I'm going to go hiking nude in the southern California. (between San Diego and Palm Springs).

< --  Photo on the left is one of this blog's author.

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From: leo chat Leo wrote:

Hey stud, do I ever envy you. I have some great memories my nude freedom from days gone ,especially at 16, but none like yours. It really is inspiring. I used to love the sun burning my skin, and the feel of a slight breeze on my balls and nipples. Damn, I wish I were there. 

But I can't believe my luck; you're in the islands?!!!

I have been invited to a New Year's eve party, and the host has insisted all us guys wear a sarong or pareo, and nothing else. No problem freeballing it, but don't have a clue as to how to put on a sarong. Can you give me any tips, or instructions? Would be very greatful. I have this image in my head, I'm in the buffet line, plate of food in one hand, glass of wine in the other, and suddenly a sarong down around my ankles.


Yeah, have checked out other freeballing sites, they are ok but this one seems really insightful and helpful too.

Please let me hear from you again sometime, not just for dressing lessons, but would enjoy tales from being bare-over-there....Leo
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Toru Ueno wrote: 

Hope you do get inspired and start getting your all over tan again -- then you'll join the sunbuns club (not actually a real one-- I just mean being a freeballing nudist).

I love being naked whenever I can -- I was NOT allowed the privilege of doing so as you did as a teenager -- so I spend a lot of time doing so now.

This week will go nude hiking in the Anza-Borrego State Park of California, then go nude camping and nude beaching on the Big Island of Hawaii, then will be nude on Oahu for a few more days.

I love the freeballing site -- mainly because it is NOT much about sex (I am not against sex by any means) but freeballing.com about a free life style and I like how so many different guys freely intermingle and talk about things.

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From: leo chat

Hey stud, I have been poking around on the freeballing site and saw your name: sunbuns. Boy did it bring back memories.

I grew up on a farm, 88 acres, all deserted. I used to roam those fields and play in the creeks. From the time I was 12 till I was 17, I did it nude. It was wonderful. I kept an all over tan , one day some one noticed and called me. I haven't heard that in 15 years. Living in a city now, no place to run around bare -assed outside is something I missed without realizing I did miss it. Anyway, seeing that name brought back such truly good memories, I had to drop you a line and tell you. Perhaps it will inspire me to do something about it. Thanks again for making my day, no my weekend...Leo