It's 9:45 on a weekday morning and I've only just now put on a t-shirt and boxers. Other than a short walk with my dogs I've been essentially naked since last night around 6pm. Why?  To try it out.  I know I enjoyed a full two days of nudity last August, so this was a second attempt to see if it's the nudity I enjoy or if it's the "being naughty," to use an immature term. And honestly, it's probably a bit of both. Since getting into better and better shape I'm even less inhibited about being nude, mainly because I'm less embarrassed by my physical condition.  Been there, done that (I pretty much knew this would happen given the fact that the last time I was in really good shape I was naked a disproportionate amount of the time.) Not only am I continuing to lose weight - down 24 pounds since January 1 - but my morning exercise routine is up to 40 minutes. I'm in the weird transition between having really nice muscle tone covered in a layer ...

Stars when you shine, you know how I feel Scent of the pine, you know how I feel Oh, freedom is mine, and I know how I feel It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me And I'm feelin'... good In my usual line of work I am exposed to a lot of people (no, not like that). I interact with the general public in a large specialized retail location making specific recommendations consulting on foods, wines and spirits, and am considered to be an expert in aspects of my field. So, in the interests of my health versus the coronavirus we're all fighting right now, I asked my management to give me time off until this all corrects itself. My wife's medical issues - and my own - make us more vulnerable. My boss was reluctant, and instead proposed a new night shift which I would manage. Just me and a small team to stock shelves and move freight. Very physical work. "Eh, who needs a Speedo?" I agreed, and began the difficult transition to...

So a Men's Issues forum I visit with some regularity has a section on embarrassing doctor's visits. I had an interesting appointment this last week that I recounted and got a few online-style chuckles from the other members. I thought I'd share the story here too. It wasn't really embarrassing - I have a very high threshold for that these days, as my regular readers will acknowledge - but I had a consult with a urologist this last week over whether or not some kidney stones needed to be removed via ureteroscopy. I don't have any pain from them, but my regular urologist wanted me to have a second opinion from a specialist. So I traipsed down to see the new guy and was promptly led into the exam room (very fast, which was nice). After an extended wait one of the secondary doctors came in, apologized for the delay and said the specialist had been called to a different room with an urgent situation. This guy was going to check my vitals and go thro...

"There are exceptions, but I believe that most males enjoy being nude in front of the opposite sex, whereas most females would find it embarrassing. Deep down, I think that males equate nudity with power, but females equate it with vulnerability." - Unknown I've remarked on a few blog entries about times in which I was naked while others were dressed. I was into "CFNM" (Clothed Female, Naked Male) before that term even became used. And I think I come by it honestly and innocently. Growing up I was a boy scout, and this often meant being naked with each other on camping trips or at swim parties at our scoutmaster's home. His wife often hosted while we cavorted around in the pool. The scoutmaster was as naked as we boys were, while his wife typically wore a sundress when she came out onto the patio to refill water pitchers or drop off snacks for us. Inevitably we all jumped out of the pool and ran over to make sure we got whatever treats she ...

I strongly believe that each of us should have an intimate friend above and beyond our spouses. By intimate I don't mean sexually, I simply mean we have someone with whom we can talk about almost any topic, touch in intimate ways (not sexually, but intimately) and be ourselves. I mean someone who we can hold and be held, metaphorically and physically. Our spouses are the first line of support, obviously, but there are topics and issues which, of necessity,  you cannot discuss with them (sometimes they themselves are the topics in question). Guys have to talk to guys, and women have to talk to women (or, if you're lucky enough, someone of the opposite sex). There are times when you need someone who can simply be there for you, as both a sounding board and - sometimes - just to put their arm around you, pull you in tight and tell you it's going to be okay. So we need to have that other partner, with whom we can openly talk and be intimate with. For a long whi...

I met a friend for cocktails last night and she and I got around to the topic of sexiness and appreciating someone's appearance. What we commonly refer to as "checking out" that person. We don't mean anything by it other than an aesthetic look at something we like. We just like to look. (I've mentioned my love of looking before, referred to officially, as scopophilia. Which,as a photographer I just do naturally.) In modern American society it's unacceptable to objectify another person, and I get that. I really do. And I genuinely respect any other person - male or female - as an intelligent human being (until they prove me wrong). Christopher Meloni's legendary ass But, dammit, I like to look. If a woman is wearing a low cut blouse,  I am attracted to her cleavage. I'm a cleavage guy. I think women's breasts are beautiful, in any shape or form, and when presented with them I'd like to appreciate them. If a woman is taking contr...

I'm sitting here in the dark in my home office wearing nothing more than a t-shirt, and naked from the waist down. I commented on it just recently here on the blog that it's my preferred mode of attire. It's a comfortable and open way for me to be. If society let me, there's a chance I'd never wear pants again. Unfortunately, it's not how I can always dress at home. I would love it, but it makes my wife uncomfortable. She perceives it as a sexual thing, not as a matter of comfort, and anything sexual, in her mind, is a cause for stress. I swim nude in our pool and lay out that way, which she is fine with, but sitting pantsless on the couch is not. (I always put a towel or underwear underneath me - I'm not a total beast.) Preferred style of dress On vacation I will often take time to go without pants. I simply love the feeling of being unconstricted and open. It's not a sexual thing, and I've mentioned on previous entries that I have don...