How many a generous rain has poured, so that the sea could scatter pearls! How many a sun of blessing has shone, so that clouds and seas might learn generosity! The sunbeams of Wisdom struck the soil, so that earth … Continue reading →
Contrary to popular belief Rugby-style Bubble Butts are ~not just~ big arses. Rugby-style Bubble Butts are round like a globe, usually, complement a big manly body, they are very tight and squeak , like succeed in achieving something by a very … Continue reading →
I call the 27yr old male patient into the exam room. I take his blood pressure and talk to him about the normal stuff. Then I ask him to take his shirt off. I get close and place the stethoscope … Continue reading →
GP writes about his male massage experiences in Sri Lanka in 2010 I was on a 14 day trip to Sri Lanka in 2010 – 7 days on the beach and 7 days touring the cultural triangle. We arrived at … Continue reading →
WNGD the Annual World Naked Gardening Day (WNGD) is held on the first Saturday of May. An opportunity to get naked and do some gardening. WNGD was founded and is organized by Mark Storey, consulting editor for Nude & Natural … Continue reading →
I went to Indonesia a few years ago and was staying with friends on Bali. It is a mixture of Hindu and Buddist which is a very uninhibited culture. I needed a haircut and found a hairdresser on the edge … Continue reading →
Naked – he lay, Masculine – he smelled, Muscled – he bulged. Dark hair – the signature of his manliness
I stood over his broad-back. The muscles clearly relaxed but outlined under his dark hair I warmed my hands with a hot towe,l Before applying it over his back from shoulders to hips. His naked buttocks – relaxed, but still rounding upward. I pressed both hands – fingers spread, widely either side of his spine. A breathy-groan of release exhaled his dark moustache-lined mouth. I inhaled the scent of this 44 year old man, repeatedly filling my lungs with masculinity. I evenly pushed into the meat of his ribs. Forcing many more groans of tension-release from that handsome mouth. Two agonizing minutes before the towel was to come off, but I relaxed him until the warmth of the fabric had diminished — then Releasing it, causing a rush of cool-air to cringe the glutes that I had glued the sight of my eyes on during the entire duration of pre-warming. But, now was the time I loved most of all…That fleeting moment before I applied oil to my hands and began to force my strong fingers against and into this meaty creature.
Naked – he lay
Masculine – he smelled
Muscled – he bulged
Dark hair – the signature of his manliness
I never made him wait too-long though before the true massage started. I knew my job… and I knew he knew it as well… as this was his third session with me.
Hi Seb, Woke up this morning thinking about you and realized it was time to sit down and share a few thoughts with you. I’ve never met you but have visited your site a lot over the past year or so and invested more than a few hours there each time. There’s something really fascinating and wonderful about the freedom that you have with your body, your mind and your sex. You seem totally unfettered by all of the societal ligatures that compete for our souls – and that’s something that really intrigues me. As a photographer I’ve been creating images of nude bodies for a long time now. One of the things that I’m always looking for in the people I photograph is this same kind of freedom with themselves that you have in spades. When a person feels that comfort within themselves, it comes pouring out in the images I create of their bodies. I’ve mostly focused on men in my work over the years because it seems as though that inner freedom, which translates into physical freedom, exists more readily with men than with women. That’s a complicated conversation though and I’ll just skip by it for now.
There’s something inside of a person, that’s particularly attractive to me, that speaks to their comfort with who they are both physically and emotionally. That’s what I’m drawn to and that’s what I’m always looking for, whether it’s in the models I photograph, the people I make love to or the people I call friends. And you Seb, have it. I think I figured it out just a few minutes into my first visit to your site and it keeps drawing me back. In many ways both obvious and subtle, you’re the essence of what it means to be free, right down to the way you spell. You’re way out there beyond the boundaries of gay and straight and male and female. It’s like you’ve drawn all of it up into you and allowed it to express itself however and wherever it will without judgement or reticence. That’s a beautiful thing and it’s captured my attention in a way that few things have in the past few years. So I just wanted to take a few minutes and thank you for investing the time and energy you have in sharing yourself – it’s a gift for many of us to be sure, to be taken along on this journey you’re on and taste a little of the freedom you’re enjoying there. Since I was very young I’ve been carried along in a current of deep and unrelenting sexual feeling and desire that’s never for a moment lulled or disguised itself. It took a long time to make peace with it. But I have.
Finding someone to share the journey with has been more challenging. I’m not suggesting a relationship between us here – just contemplating how great it would be to have the chance to explore some of the nether regions of sexual desire with you wherein there would be no judgement or reticence. In some ways I’m fragile and in others amazingly courageous and adventuresome and realize that you’re a person who knows and understands both of those polarities and would be ideal for a romp that never loses sight of either. A broad sexual periferal vision if you will. Your own exploration of your sexuality and the work you do with others has opened up new avenues of thought for me. Believe it or not, I’ve learned through reading your words to be a little kinder to myself and a little more patient and creative with getting to orgasm. I’ve been fascinated with my butthole since I was little and have enjoyed reading about your thoughts and experiences where this amazing part of our bodies is concerned. I’ve learned to slide a dildo up into my hole and just leave it there – roll over and go to sleep and just let it be and enjoy whatever comes of the experience. I might never have done that had I not read about you doing it – and it’s something I really enjoy now. As a matter of fact, a plug is in my ass as I’m writing to you. I put it there several hours ago before a long saturday morning nap. It’s begging to be pulled now but it won’t be until I’ve finished with this letter. It’s no longer about the orgasm – it’s about moving into a new and different place with the sexual and physical experience. An extract from Affectionately, bi/ Lawrence.
Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door. She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side. Seeing and holding the lockets of her hair My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands. From Thief of Sleep by Shahram Shiva
Love is from the infinite, and will remain until eternity. The seeker of love escapes the chains of birth and death. Tomorrow, when resurrection comes, The heart that is not in love will fail the test. From Thief of Sleep by Shahram Shiva