Saturday, November 23, 2013
For the last five years I have had an ongoing, if highly infrequent, relationship with one of the hottest men ever to steam up the video screens of gay porn. Though he hasn't done porn in a long time, he remains a figure of desire for men and women alike.
As you might expect, the initial attraction to hooking up with a porn star was entirely prurient. And I'd be lying if I said the sex wasn't amazing, intense, and athletic. But as I have gotten to know him, I've learned to appreciate the many facets of the man that don't appear on a DVD — the sensitivities, the nonsexual talents, and inner ponderings of this enigmatic man.
But this is Nakedism, after all, not the Biography channel. This is where I open the pages of my diary to the steamy side of that friendship and let everyone else in. Curious? Go ahead. Browse on over to our library of true sex stories and read my latest memoir of the man I call X in the story The Porn Supremacy. And maybe it will prompt you to write down a few special memories of your own.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Enter Tom. This sexy hunk first appeared in the Nakedism video theater just one year ago this month. Tom and I shared a scorching hot encounter that we recorded for posterity and presented to Nakedism members under the title of Tom foolery.
Now Tom returns, this time with only slightly more clothing — which of course he gradually removes for your pleasure. It's waiting for you now in the Nakedism art gallery, in a collection we call Just a matter of Tom. Once you see this month's photo set, I think you'll agree that Tom is definitely not just a man for autumn but a man for all seasons. I wouldn't mind warming up to him all year around.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Then there are dares that directly involve being seen. Like a dare to get naked in front of friends, or a dare to visit a nude beach, or experience the World Naked Bike Ride.
Recently I accepted a dare to get naked and jack off in a public place. I have accepted the same dare a number of times before, and have posted the results in Nakedism's Naked Dare cinema theater. But on this occasion, I took it a step further, not just risking being seen by a random stranger (if anyone), but openly masturbating in a restaurant in front of friends and customers.
To be fair, this was a bar and restaurant where I knew my behavior would not cause me to be kicked out or arrested. But it still took a certain amount of nerve to strip down and expose myself in such up front and personal way. Humiliating? Kinda. Hot? Definitely.
But you be the judge. Take a seat in the Naked Dare screening room, and check out the video we call Jack & Coke. Then decide how far you would go in front of friends and strangers in a public place.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
A member of that grim profession who decapitated his client was sometimes called a headsman. Performing this task with a sword or an axe required a man of mighty strength. So it's not surprising that today hooded executioners are often depicted as stocky, muscle-bound mesomorphs. But as this month's photo set shows, a man with a long, lean body can also demonstrate some skill at wielding a tool of terror.
Of course, executioners weren't limited to beheading. The fabled hangman would impose the death penalty with a noose around the criminal's neck. Consequently, it only made sense to find an executioner who could show that he knew a thing or two about being hung.
So in this Halloween month of scary images and haunting costumes, turn your imagination loose as you check out the series we call The Sexecutioner, now on full display in the Nakedism galleries. Then prepare your tender throat for the onslaught of the sentence you so richly deserve.
Saturday, September 28, 2013
As in seasons past, the latest wallpapers for the fall of 2013 feature echoes of recent photo sets:
♦ The extra bare look of a totally shaved body is celebrated in this previously unpublished shot of a lone stroking session.
♦ From our recent look back at San Francisco's raunchy Dore Alley event, we present a full-sized look at one of the few places in the world where you can be naked and even hard in public.
♦ Recalling our first duo photo shoot with Kory Mitchell, we see sensuous sparks fly as Bucephalus and Kory connect before the camera for the first time in this never-before-seen image.
So grab a garden implement — or whatever favorite tool you have at hand — and make your way over to the Nakedism Wallpaper farm. Click the link for your preferred screen size, use your browser's file commands to save it to your system, and apply it as a desktop background.
Then sit back, unzip, and enjoy the bounty of your harvest.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Over the years, the number of naked cyclists grew, some of them sporting body paint. Gradually the community began to look forward to them and even began booing the police for their heavy-handed tactics. People started to see that the police response was causing more problems than it solved.
Today, riding a bike naked is the accepted traditional, if unofficial way the the Fremont Solstice parade starts. Administered by the Fremont Arts Council, the parade is intended as an arts event and most cyclists contribute their own artistry with creative body paint and occasional props.
Because it was moved to the afternoon on an exceptionally warm day, the 2013 parade may have seen more naked cyclists than ever. Although I have ridden naked in the parade myself a couple of times before, this year I also dropped in on the (huge!) outdoor body painting party and joined over 400 of my naked fellow citizens riding through the Ballard neighborhood and stopping for a photo opp at Ross park before joining still more naked cyclists at the parade's start. The number of naked people riding through town in broad daylight was simply staggering.
But the naked frolicking didn't end there. Again following tradition, the naked bikers conclude their ride at Seattle's Gasworks Park, where few seemed in any hurry to put on clothes. People wandered around the park stark naked for some time after the parade, enjoying the weather, one another's company, and the one day of the year where such a thing was possible.
So before summertime becomes a memory, Nakedism stops to celebrate the men and women who bared it all in the name of fun and art and public exposure with our largest photo gallery ever. Although it's but a sample of the beautifully bare people I and photographer Andrew Adam Caldwell saw that day, it may give you a sense of the naked paradise that Seattle's Solstice has become.
Even in this setting, of course, there are degrees of nakedness. Some people are so covered with dark or saturated colors of paint that they don't really look naked at all. So I couldn't help wondering what it might look like if I converted a few photos to black and white, in effect stripping off the colors of some riders. Check out those experiments below. Then head on over to our photos department for Body and Solstice, for a more realistic look at one of the country's largest displays of people going naked in public.
Friday, August 30, 2013
E.G., for example, is the one who dared me to take my trash out to the curb naked, with hand restraints, and with the trash bag bound to my balls! You can see video of this particular dare at our Naked Dares theatre. He was also the guiding force behind the daytime jockstrap yard dare and solo naked bike ride exploits, both on video.
But far more amazing are E.G.'s own exploits, some of which he has broadcast live on webcam. E.G. is the hot naked man you see depositing checks at an ATM in broad daylight in a movie he made for Nakedism.com called Naked Deposit. As if that weren't enough, he has even ridden a train naked, fortunately without being caught.
I have yet to attempt one of his most recent dares—and I may never have the nerve to do so. But E.G. never gives a dare he's not willing to do himself. And that dare was to walk at least one mile from your clothes.
Damn! Just being naked in public is scary enough. But to be so far from the security of any clothing to grab and put on at moment's notice—or longer—is a pretty thrilling idea.
Fortunately, E.G. not only completed the dare, but even went the extra mile (literally), traveling on foot, naked and unprotected, through long stretches of his community and returned safely to tell the tale.
E.G. recounts all the details in the Naked Mile, complete with a few photos he managed to get. Check it out now. And then ask yourself: How far would be willing to get from your clothes?