Clean as a whistle

Smooth or hairy? Which kind of body do you prefer? Some guys see a hairy physique as a sign of maturity and testosterone- laden manliness while viewing a smooth torso as the hallmark of twinks, the underdeveloped, the overly young, or even as an affectation.

On the other hand, there are those who like hair removal for its ability to reveal the muscularity, sinews, and definition of the manly form. Bodybuilders in particular are known to shave their entire bodies from the neck down for this very reason. Even many who like their furry chests still remove hair from other body parts, such as the back or shoulders, where it may not be considered fashionable.

Of course, many, if not most, of us have no choice in the matter. Nature either endowed us with fur or it didn't. In my own case, I have a respectable amount of hair on my arms and legs, but little on my torso. What little wiry hair does grow on my chest detracts from the definition I have worked hard at the gym to attain. So I reguarly whisk it off with a razor.

Then there is the whole question of manscaping. Again, some guys like pubic hair and some don't. But most would agree that a little bush trimming can show off more of a man's endowment. And rare is the man who doesn't want to be admired for that. I usually do a little crotch trim myself and a little cock shaving. But I've also tried waxing and the full naked groin now and then for variety.

That's about as far as I tend to go in the hair removal game. But one time, a few years ago, I decided to go all out. Not only did I shave off my beard (a rare occasion indeed), I even used razors and depilatories on every part of my body from the nose down. Fortunately, our resident photographer, Andrew Adam Caldwell was there to capture it in a photo set I call Smoothed Operator, now on display in the Nakedism photo gallery.

So check it out and decide what you like. Me, I like men at many levels of hairiness — as long as they are utterly, completely naked.

Faraway fun

As I have noted on multiple occasions, vacations are very often some of my most sex-drenched activities. This has nothing to do with a desire for "fresh meat," as some call it. On the contrary, on many of my vacations, I end up having erotic encounters with friends or fuck buddies I have known for some time.

But vacations do offer two things that daily life at home does not. First, unlike the workaday world we normally inhabit, vacations tend to be times of little stress, where the more playful instincts can flourish without distraction. Second, a good vacation provide extensive amount of free time, time that one would always prefer to fill with the most enjoyable affairs possible. And sex, whatever you may think of it, is one of the simplest, least expensive, and exhilarating diversions a man can find.

It was on just such a vacation weekend that I ended up having day after day of amazing encounters with new friends and old. I recall it fondly in the latest addition to our True Sex Stories department, in a memoir I call Wanton Weekend. I hope it inspires some fun memories — or weekends of your own.

Meat and greet

The first time I ever met the incomparably sexy Kory Mitchell was at a photo shoot conducted by friend and Nakedism photographer in residence, Andrew Adam Caldwell. Andrew invited me to join in the fun, and I'm glad he did!

The picture taking was already under way when I showed up. When I saw Andy's sexy model, it didn't take me long to get my clothes off. (I'm funny that way.) Before long, both Kory and I were naked and posing with an informal intimacy that just came naturally to both of us.

I couldn't keep my arms from encircling Kory's lean, muscular body, nor resist kissing his beautiful face. And of course, my hands found their way down to that massive schlong that makes Kory a horse among men. I could barely get my hands around it, and I will never get it all in my mouth (though I admit I have tried).

Kory's beauty, however, is not merely skin deep. He's a warm and friendly man of quiet charms, with a good sense of humor and a disarming humility. This may have been our first encounter, but it definitely was not our last. I've enjoyed many other meetings — and meatings — since then, both in front of the camera and otherwise.

I like to think some of that electricity found its way into Andrew's perceptive photography, featured this month in the Nakedism gallery. To see for yourself, head on over to the photo set we call First meatings. And don't forget to visit Kory's own site, Kory Mitchel XXX.

Try some new wallpapers for spring

April showers brings May flowers. Or so the saying goes. But here at Nakedism, April is bringing you something sexier. This month we debut three new wallpapers in the usual range of sizes to decorate your computer monitor.

The new backgrounds include a variety of themes, from brightly lit ancient Greek warriors in all their naked glory to public nudity to a leather couple getting in some oral pleasures under cover of darkness. It's a little something for every nakedist fantasy.

To get one of these images, just use the Photos menu to visit our Wallpaper Downloads department. Click the link for the size closest to your own monitor resolution to open the image in a new window. You can then use your browser's menus to save the image file to your computer. After saving, you can use a photo as a desktop background or wallpaper. Refer to the help system for your particular computer operating system for instructions.

New wallpaper files will be added in the future, so check back from time to time. The Wallpaper Downloads are only available to registered members.

Bare in the bathroom

Naked dares are often thought of as an outdoor sport. After all, what could be riskier than being outside the shelter of any building in a place where the public can come and go freely? The only problem with outdoor dares is that many of us live in places where winter weather makes being naked outdoors not only less risky (because fewer people are out in the cold), but less fun and even ill advised.

But of course the public at large still frequents many indoor places where nudity is traditionally out of place. The risk can be higher, but with cautious selection and planning, the daring nakedist can still thrill to experiencing unclothed adventure in an unexpected setting.

Such was the case with a dare I was asked to perform a few months ago, involving not just nudity, but full on masturbation in a public restroom. Admittedly, I took something of the easy way out, choosing a one-person bathroom rather than a large one with multiple stalls. But any act of naked masturbation is still not without its risk, even in a bar where I performed the dare. Because of liquor laws, many bars are extra careful to crack down on lewd behavior.

How did it turn out? See for yourself in our latest addition to Naked Dare Theatre, where you can see Restroom strip and stroke. Feel free to stroke along with!

The morning wood after

Photographers of the nude figure are often drawn to setting their models in ruined buildings, empty factories, abandoned warehouses, and the like. The reasons are pretty clear: Placing a naked person against such a backdrop confronts the viewer with a host of sharp contrasts — lifeless shapes versus breathing biology, angular edges versus soft curves, hard surfaces versus supple flesh, rough textures versus smooth skin; impenetrable steel versus vulnerable nakedness, and more.

But beyond the artistic, sensual, and visual impact, there is the fantasy of living out those contrasts: What if, for example, you awoke to a post apocalyptic world where you were the last soul alive? How would it feel to be walk among the ruins of humanity naked and exposed? What would it be like to stroll nude through streets and buildings in a world that previously required you to be covered up? And what if clothing wasn't even an option — how would it feel if all semblance of apparel had been swept away with the rest of humanity? Would you feel vulnerable or empowered? Afraid or aroused? Or maybe all of those at once?

This month's
photo set explores
the balls-out antithesis
of exposing naked flesh
to a hard-edged
world.

Those are some of the concepts and sensations I explored with photographer Andrew Adam Caldwell a few years ago in some of Seattle's older and more picturesque neighborhoods. All photos were shot outside, in public. But we managed to find a day and time that made us feel pretty alone in a mechanistic world of falling brick and aging mortar. I was cold, naked and vulnerable — but with a cock almost as hard as the surfaces we traversed.

Most of us can't explore such scenarios in real life. But this month's photo set, Apocalypse nude, might give you a sense of the balls-out antithesis of exposing naked flesh to a hard-edged world. Look for it now in the Nakedism photo galleries.

Blowing off steam

Sometimes you just gotta have it. You know what I mean. You're sitting at work. Or trying to listen to a friend. Or work out. Or anything, anything. But it's no use. You can't concentrate because you need some. You really, really need some now.

That's how it was for my friend J a few months ago. He had been trying to finish his work at the office, but he needed dick and he need it right away. What to do?

Fortunately, J doesn't live too far from me. Contacting me on instant messaging, J suggested maybe he could stop by after work. Never one to turn down a handsome friend or a good cocksucker, I said sure. Before long, J was knocking at my door.

Horny isn't the word for his mood. He was insane with lust, grabbing my cock and devouring it before I even had a chance to get hard. But J was plenty hard himself, and I couldn't resist a few licks and swallows on his own impressive meat.

But hey, don't take my word for it. I managed to grab a camera and capture the whole rapid romp as it was happening. So click, unzip, and enjoy a little Oral Turpitude, now playing in the Nakedism video theatre.