The first time a man ever stood over me and jacked off, I was agog. Up to that moment, we had devoured each other in a feast of foreplay, stripping off each other's clothes, making out, and grappling and groping our way over every inch of each other's bodies. That was hot enough, but to have the added tableu of my friend du jour (a strikingly handsome, muscular man) stand up and straddle my prone body while he jacked off was a sight to behold.Of course, it didn't stop there. Soon he erupted in a mighty orgasm, each drop of his hot seed causing a ripple of sensation as it landed on my chest. That set me off, and I added his gism to my own.
Any jackoff scene can be hot. But as this memory suggests, the upshot is one angle I particularly like. My latest video, now available on Nakedism's Videos page tries to captures that view. I hope it works for you.
At some point in my growing up, I became aware that I had a special interest in what I thought was nudism: I felt comfortable with little or no clothing; I enjoyed the communal nudity of the sauna and similar situations; and I was completely baffled by people's interest in fashion and clothing in general.