Thursday, 15 February 2007

Something new

I like to wear nice underwear. I also tend to wear the old crappy blue jocks when I get down that low in my draw - but still there are days when i just like to slip into something nice. Whether they are of a particular colour or style that feels good on, or maybe they enhance or position my bits in such a way that makes me look good, feel good. I am not sure what it is but ai really do like it.

I like to feel sexy and bold, to walk out of the house stand tall and just know that under these clothes I am wearing something a that maybe is a little naughty, brash, or that feels really nice.

With all these thoughts in mind I bought something new and it arrive today, nothing wild nothing crazy just some new underwear, but they feel so good and I felt so sexy trying them on for my partner. I got rather excited!

The pic is the style and colour - Aussie Bum are just so great to wear. I find it hard not to be hard with them on.


Below is the first edit of the start of the story about the last the posts picture - I wish to explore the world of the nudie run and the streaker - take a different veiw and explore the feelings behind what it means to expose yourself to others. Be the only naked person in a room, or even to be singled out in a crowd of nudes. What do you feel, how do you react and why it feels like that.

Michael called us all together; he was always the leader always the one we followed. I do not mean that in the puppy dog kind of way, he just had that glint in his eye, that smile that you knew no matter what – what ever he said next would end up being fun for us. I suppose he had that leader quality that makes men run over trenches towards the enemy machine gun – just because he asked them to, because he believes in them.

This was one of those times.

‘Well boys’ Michael began ‘it’s time we lost these and went out to face our fate’. With that he slipped a thumb into the front of his speedo’s waist band and pulled them down. I remember thinking if he is doing this then so can I. I think most of the others in the team had the same thoughts, because soon enough there was a squad of boys all naked with big grins on their faces.

I suppose we ended up in this situation because we trusted Michael, we believed that we would win the bet. Alas in all contests it was the best side on the day, and the girls won the most medals at the regional swim meet. You see Michael and Terri are going out and I suppose it might have been Michael’s big mouth or Terri’s teasing but either way we ended up in a competition with the girls’ squad to see who would get the most medals at the meet. The loser, being us in this case, would do one whole training session nude while the other team wore their suits as usual.

I could have been angry because of the bet, I could have been scared ( and I probably was – I think most of us where, even the girls) but is was also an adventure and I suppose it sparked in me something that I latter got the realise about myself and my feelings. I took pride that we all walked out of the change rooms together, a united front. Michael the gallant leader took point and grin in place stepped out into the gawking girls.

Saturday, 10 February 2007

Story - Some kind of Fantasy

I have been thinking about a post from another blog, Jared's Completely Naked,hte post is called CFNM (Clothed Female Naked Male. These pictures have inspired a story in my head - somekind of fantasy of a teenage life I never had.

Once I finish the story I'll post it here - have a look at the pics and see what is does for you.