Get a new look for a new year

Admit it. You've had the same picture, or set of pictures, as the background on your computer screen for too long. Well, it's a new year now. Wouldn't something different make that old screen look better?

Fortunately, Nakedism has what you need. Inspired by our recent galleries, we bring you screen-sized images that fulfill fantasies from public nudity to strip wrestling to, well, more public nudity. Each available in three different sizes.

To change your desktop, click your way to the Desktop Wallpaper page. Underneath one of the thumbnail images, click the pixel dimensions that most closely match your screen resolution. When the image opens in a new tab or window, use your browser's commands to either save it to your system or apply it to your background. For example, in Internet Explorer, you can simply right-click the image and choose Set as Background.

But hey don't settle for one. Download them all and try them at different times. And if you tire of that, don't worry. We'll have more wallpapers to dress up — or strip down — your desktop again before too long.

Nude for the road

For his famous 1934 movie, It Happened One Night, Frank Capra has his heroin Claudette Colbert succeed at hitchhiking where Clark Gable had failed by pulling up her skirt and showing some skin of her beautiful legs. There is no doubt some male hitchhikers could succeed with certain drivers by doing something similar, say, taking off a shirt. And if that worked, why not take off more? Maybe you yourself have driven down the highway, seen an attractive hitchhiker, and imagined him standing there, stark naked and begging for a ride. Now that's the stuff of fantasy.

But let's take the fantasy a little further: Why is he hitchhiking naked? Just to attract attention? Or maybe he has no luggage, no knapsack, nothing but the skin he was born in. Maybe his mates stripped him naked as a prank. Maybe he got drunk and separated from his clothes at a party the night before. Or maybe he lost a bet or a dare. Whatever the reason, he's naked and helpless, with nothing to bargain for a ride — except perhaps to do you some kind of favor. Surely you would have mercy on such a hitchhiker, wouldn't you? And surely you could think of some way he could repay your kindness?

These were some of the thoughts going through my head as I stood naked and vulnerable on an uncompleted stretch of freeway at sunrise with photograph Andrew Adam Caldwell. I'm not sure how many driver speeding by below caught my naked form illuminated by the rising sun. But I was completely exposed in any case. I'm only glad I wasn't really in the position of our fantasy hitchhiker, although it would certainly be a memorable predicament.

But to get a real sense of what's that like you need more than my words. You need pictures, and we have plenty of them for you. Go directly to Nakedism's photography department and check out the set called Road Show. Then add a comment below telling us how you'd handle that situation.

Fit to be fucked

“Look better naked!“ proclaim the ads, books, and magazines. And why not? For while there are a number of people with specialized body tastes, most people find a fit figure to be especially appealing. It explains why so many women and men are visiting the gym each day, lifting weights, using cardio equipment, or both. It's certainly a large motivator in my own gym attendance, though not the only one.

Of course, not all of us have the genetic gifts or wherewithal to achieve the buff, sculpted body of competitive body builders, fitness models, and porn stars. Which probably just makes such people stand out all the more when we see them — and even more so when we see them naked.

Recently I've had the good fortune to befriend someone who has achieved more with his weightlifting than I ever will. Phillip not only has significant muscle mass but the kind of definition that makes the ripples in his massive shoulders and legs really stand out.

All of which makes him very nice to look at. But of course I find him attractive for other things as well — intimate things. Like the way he works my cock into insane arousal using only his mouth. Or the deep satisfaction I feel when I'm drilling that cock deep into his rock-hard muscular ass.

This month Phillip and I decided to give you a little peek into some of the fun we've been having in the past year. To get a look at his cock sucking skills and his beautifully buggerable butt, click on over to the Nakedism sexy time video theatre and watch the oral and anal pleasure we enjoy in Muscle Sex. And while you're at it, go ahead and pull on a favorite muscle of your own.

Twas the nude before Christmas

There are very few cities on this planet where one can wander aimlessly through the streets as naked as the day he was born. But if you ever long to experience that freedom and can't afford to visit those nudist-friendly towns, try a little strategic scheduling your naturist stroll: Christmas eve. In many Christan countries, it's the one night when everyone is off the streets and home with family. Those few lost souls who are out and about are liable to be adult men who don't much care if you're naked or not.

That was the situation I decided to try a couple of years ago, in the company of Nakedism's (fully clothed) photographer, Andrew Adam Caldwell. I dropped my shorts and threw off the rest of my clothes for a few photos.

But after being naked for a few minutes, I realized there really wasn't anyone around to care. So I walked directly into and around what would normally be a very busy intersection, as naked as could be, with not even shoes to protect my feet. Sure, it was chilly, but it was exhilarating to have the freedom to wander around major shopping areas, pedestrian malls, and prominent businesses — Macy's, Starbucks, and more — with only the clothes nature gave me.

As we continued this walkabout, we were approached by one apparently homeless man, who asked if we were doing an art project. He seemed unphased and even a little interested or amused at seeing a naked man in the middle of downtown Seattle. And who can blame him? It's not something you see every day.

But no need to leave this fully exposed scene to your imagination. Go directly to the Nakedism photography collection and browse the visual memoir Jingle Bell Cock. Then start planning how you can put the X in your own Xmas eve.

Porn starry night

Every one has heard of an LTR (long-term relationship). And most people know what it means to have an FB (fuck buddy). But not many people are lucky enough to have an LTFBR. Luckily, I do.

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.

A Tom for us

Here in the Northern Hemisphere, autumn weather has definitely set in. Falling leaves and lower temperatures mean spending more time indoors and even (unfortunately) more clothing. But autumn and the coming winter do have one advantage: The cooler weather provides a perfect opportunity for snuggling up to another body for some extra warmth.

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.

Up close and naked

Naked dares come in all shapes, sizes, and flavors. For example, one of my dare pals prefers never to be seen by anyone when he does a self-dare involving public nudity. On the other hand, self-dares done on webcam are explicitly intended to be seen by the viewing audience, although not necessarily by others.

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.