Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2011 12:14:01 -0600
From: naked guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: Nasty and Naked PT 1 (ws, scat)

Many guys meet the man that they wanna spend their life through traditional
dating...meeting in a bar or a party, etc.  Some of us did it through
casual sex that led to something more.  I'm one of the latter.  I'm proud
to say that I'm married to one of the nastiest, uninhibited, sexiest,
loveable men on the planet!  A lot of guys get turned on with hearing how
it all began and the years that led up to "falling in love".  Love didn't
happen right away.  Let me tell you how it started...

Back in 2000 when I was just 21 years old, I was just coming out.   My
parents didn't know that I was gay (suspected of course, but I hadn't
told them) for sure, but I started telling close friends.  I found a
local gay club and made some friends my age.  They introduced me to
more people by inviting me to parties.  I had a decent body and looks,
but I was sort of shy.  Yet, at the same time, I had really nasty
fantasies.

My perverted fantasies included being naked in public places, water
sports, foot fetish, scat, etc.  As far acting on any of these, I'd
started out by getting naked in my backyard or in the bushes of our
front yard.  I'd drink my own piss and watch myself shit in the
bathroom mirror.  This was followed by driving naked at night, finding
a place to get out (I'd walk around naked, jack off, then haul ass).
Usually, the naked driving stuff was in rural areas nearby.
Separately, I started playing with my shit by sniffing it, licking it,
and sometimes smearing it.  A lot of this had to be done when my
parents were away.  When I turned 20, my grandma passed away and my
parents let me move into her old house and pay rent.  I was told I had
to keep the place up as if it were my own.  I felt like the luckiest
guy on the earth.

Once alone, I started to invite guys home at the end of club hopping
nights.  We had some good sex sometimes, but once we were done it was
hard to boot them out--they always wanted to sleep over.  I tried to
get some of the guys that came back a second time to do some kinky
stuff, but they never would.  Bored with those guys and the clubs, I
got on the internet to find something more.  I had no computer back
then and had to use the one at the local library.  It wasn't too
private and you had time restrictions as there were only a few
computers for many people to use.  On one particular slow afternoon, I
was able to surf in privacy and found a sex hook up site.

The ad read "Pool party tonight, clothing optional, party supplies
available, send pic to be invited."  I had no digital photos of me
(this was before digital cameras and phones were so abundant) but I
answered the ad anyway.  The host was 50 years old and said he really
preferred a photo, but me being 21, he would let it slide and gave me
the address.  I was very nervous thinking that a lot of hot and better
looking guys would be there.  His email and online ad made it sound
like the party was going to have a lot of sexual stuff going on.

I arrived just at sundown and it still over 90 degrees (typical Texas
summer).  I stepped through the wooden side gate as the host had
instructed.  I was surprised to see that everyone had on clothes and
was around 40 years old or older.  There was a handsome man with salt
and pepper hair, muscular body, wearing a tank top.  He came over to
me and said he was Max, the guy who sent out invitations.  After some
small talk, I self consciously made my way around to a table full of
food.  Suddenly, a young dude burst into the backyard wearing a towel
and flip-flops.  He was hot as hell!  Brown hair, short, and nice slim
body.   Max immediately flew over to him to make introductions.  I
couldn't keep my eyes off of that cutie...especially his slim waist and
bubble butt.

The cute guy looked over my way and I looked away quickly.  I
pretended to be debating which dip to put on my plate as he walked
over to me.

"Hello, I'm Billy!" he said.

"I'm Greg." I mumbled.

He laughed and said, "Greg, no need to be nervous here.  We're the
`belles of the ball' here.  These guys probably invited a ton of young
guys and we are the only ones that showed up.  We can get what we
want!  Just watch!"

He walked let his towel drop!  He was stark naked, well not totally...he
did have on flip-flops.

"Dude, you should get naked too. They said it was clothing optional.
You deserve attention as cute as you are!"  I blushed at his comment.

"Man, if I get naked, I'll be walking around hard...I'd be embarrassed."

He shook his head.  "That's the idea...show'em what you've got.  I think
you should too...and when you do get naked, make a good show of
stripping!"

He handed me his towel and car keys and walked around to the pool.
He slipped off the flip-flops and dove into the pool.  He splashed
around and just enjoyed himself.

"Come on in!" he yelled.   I thought "what the fuck" and gave in.   I
remembered his suggestion and pulled my shirt over my head slowly,
showing my hairy pits to everyone.  I took time to fold it up and
place it on a lounge chair.  Next, I slipped off my shoes.  Just for
kicks, I brought my shoe to my nose and inhaled deeply.  I slowly
unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants.  I was getting hard
already.  I pulled off my pants very slowly and was finally standing
there just in my underwear and socks.  I bent over to slowly pull them
off.  Then, I was naked save the socks, having all my clothes folded
nicely (with Billy's keys put in my shoes), his towel on top.

All attention was on me despite many of the men still pretending to be
having conversations with each other (checking me out from the corner
of their eyes).  I sat back on the chair and laid back to stick my leg
in the air, balls and asshole exposed.  I pulled my socks off one at a
time in that position.  Once naked, I felt so free and sexy.  I looked
over at Billy who was giving me the thumbs up.   My dick was hard and
standing up against my belly.

I got up and ran to the pool and landed against him, splashing him
really good.  He grabbed me and we fake wrestled.  He kept pushing his
cock against mine.  After a few minutes of that, we got out and walked
around naked and wet, dicks pointing up to the sky.  I was so fuckin
turned on!

The next few hours flew by as every man introduced themselves to us,
offered us drinks or a joint, and some them discreetly offered their
oral services.  I just played it casual and declined offers to go
upstairs or go into the house someplace to get it on.  When I finally
got back to Billy again, I was feeling a little tired.  I looked at
the clock on the microwave through the kitchen window, it was already
2am.

"I'm about to head out dude." He said.  "You know where my keys went to?"

"They're in my shoes up on that shelf over there.  Where are your
clothes?" I naïvely asked.

"I didn't bring any.  Just my towel." He grinned.

"You're full of shit, man." I answered.

"Naw, come look in my car." He grabbed his keys from my shoes and
handed my clothes to me.  He handed me his towel too.

"Let's leave just like this, me naked, you in a towel...or you naked too."

My heart started racing.  "We can't go out there naked!"

"Dude, I do this stuff ALL the time.  Just follow me."

I put on his towel.  As we walked near the gate, Max came over.  I was
sure he was about to complain about us trying to leave naked, but he
gave us each a pat on the ass and said thanks for making his party a
hit.  I followed Billy out of the gate.  All eyes were on us.

Once we were on the side of the house, I realized how dark it was.
There were no lights in the front yard at all.  The street was dark
and quiet...the nearest streetlights too far away to make a difference.

"See how easy this is.  We're naked in someone's front yard and no one
knows!  Take your towel off."

I let it drop and up went my dick again.  He got down on his knees and
started sucking me off.  I leaned against a tree and just enjoyed it.
One of my fantasies was coming true!   In the distance, I saw cars
crossing another street several blocks up the way.  They were too far
to see me, but just seeing them made me harder.  Getting away with
something like this was so intense for me that I immediately shot my
load in his mouth.  Once I was done convulsing over such a hardcore
orgasm, he stood up and kissed me...our tongues swapped spit and cum.

"You're the best, man--but I gotta run.  I think we should meet up
again!"  He spelled out his email address to me and casually walked
naked to his car, hopped in and started it up.  I walked to his car
and looked in...no clothes anywhere.  When his headlights came on,
reality hit me and I realized I was standing naked holding my clothes
with his car's headlights right on me.  I ran my car, unlocked the
door and jumped in.

I got panicky thinking that someone could have called the cops on us
and now they'd be on their way.  I drove through the unfamiliar
neighborhood and lost my way.  When I finally got to the main road, I
figured why dress now...I'd been driving naked for ten minutes.  I drove
home stark naked, windows open on the nearly deserted freeway.  Just
then, I realized that I had not only my towel, but his too!  He'd gone
home totally naked.  My stomach fluttered.

Once I got to my house, I just hit the automatic garage door opener
and drove straight in.  That was one of the perks of living alone for
sure--driving home naked, hopping out in the garage, and going straight
to bed, and leaving your clothes in the car.

The next morning, I woke up with the usual hard on.  I sat there
rubbing it and thought of Billy and his naked antics.  I got dressed
and hauled ass to the library so I could email him--it sucking not
having my own computer.   I really wanted to hook up with that dude
again.   I just simply typed "When can we meet again?"  No reason for
a long note.

Just two minutes after sending the email, he replied.  He just wrote
"Tonight" followed by his telephone number.   I drove back home and
nervously picked up the phone to call him.

"Hey dude, just got your email, Greg here."  I stammered.

"Hey bud, thanks for calling, I want to meet up again.  I had fun with
you last night!" He said.  "Why don't we take up where we left last
night?  I don't get off work `til 11:30pm. Wanna pick me up at
midnight?"

"Sure." I said.

"Great.  Let me give you my address..."  He rambled off directions to a
small apartment complex located in a neighborhood known for being
predominately gay (and the most popular gay clubs were nearby, too).
After we hung up, I jogged to the library and checked an online map
for the location of his place.  I went back home and jacked off before
heading to work.

When I got home from work at 10:00pm, there was a message from him on
my answering machine.  He told me to come on over at 12 and that he'd
run downstairs after I arrived.  I wasn't aware that we were going
anywhere other than his place based on our earlier conversation.
Still, I did as he said.

His apartment complex was wooded and secluded from the street.  It was
quite small--only 2 stories and it had only about ten units.  I drove
up to the backside of the building where it was quite dark.  There was
a single stairwell.  My headlight shined against the aged brick wall,
but I totally didn't see him coming down the stairs.  I was taken
aback as he knocked on the passenger window...I'd forgotten to unlock
his door.  It wasn't `til he opened the door and hopped in that I saw
he was naked, except for his flip-flops!

"What the fuck dude!  You just walked out naked like that?"  I laughed.

"Oh yeah, my complex is full of just gay guys, a couple of
women...nobody cares.  Most everyone goes to the pool naked here.  The
whole place is hard to see from the road.  I do this all the time!"

I was stunned and rock hard.

"I thought I'd show you some of my favorite places to jack off
outside!" he said excitedly.  "Head out on the road and I'll show
you."

I did as he said and drove out onto the main road.  He told me to turn
in the neighborhood ahead.

"See that house...that dude loves for me to drive into his back alley
driveway, day or night, and go into his backyard naked.  He doesn't
want any warning.  He's had guests over before too and they were
shocked, he loved it.  I just mingled with them like we did at the
party last night.  Sometimes, I jack off for him."  I was not sure I
believed him at first, but then again, he had just left his apartment
stark naked without a single stitch for backup.

He showed me a car wash that didn't face the street and faced the back
of a store where he had gotten naked before.  The tour that followed
let me see another four places that he liked to be naked and or jack
off at.  I was in awe of my new naked buddy.

"So dude, we've been driving for thirty minutes and you're not naked yet!"

"Ok, I'll get naked."  I started to pull my pants down but he stopped me.

"No dude, I want you to strip outside someplace."  We drove another
few minutes and found a vacant lot where some apartments used to stand
but had been torn down recently.  The concrete foundations were still
there  as well as a wooden fence that used to go around it.  We drove
in and parked behind the fence.

"This place is perfect!" he said.

We got out of the car.  I left the windows open and my keys in the
ignition.  It was very hot still outside for 1am.  We noticed that
portion of the fence that was still standing was actually two long,
perpendicular rows that joined and formed a corner.   Right behind
that corner was a busy intersection.  Although it was really dark on
our side of the fence, we could see headlights and taillights of the
cars passing on the other side through the tiny slits between the
boards.  We walked to the part that formed the corner.

"Go for it, sexy!" he egged me on.  "Strip!"

I felt electrified by just seeing him standing there naked.  In a
flash, I tossed off my shirt, tossed off my pants and underwear, socks
and shoes...I got totally naked!  I walked around feeling the warm
breeze on my balls and loved it.  It was such a rush to hear and see
the cars buzzing around us.  He came up to me and we started making
out.   Our hands went all over each other.  Suddenly, he spun me
around and started tongue-fucking my butthole.  I was jacking at the
same time and was just about to shoot my load when he pulled my hands
off my cock.  He got back in front of me and started kissing me again.

"Can you taste your ass on my lips?" He asked with a chuckle.

As I started to answer, he reached under my balls and his middle
finger went up my hole.  I was a little startled because I knew I
needed to take a shit.  I didn't want him to freak out, but a finger
up my shitty hole definitely wasn't going to bother me.

He slid out his finger and brought it up to his nose.  Since my face
was one inch away from his, I smelled the odor of my feces.  Without
missing a beat, he pushed his finger in his mouth and moaned!  As he
pulled his finger out, I grabbed his head and kissed him hard.   As my
tongue invaded his mouth, I felt a soft lump of my shit on his tongue.
 It tasted earthy, but also slightly bitter.  The texture was like
melting chocolate.

There had never been any discussions in our very brief introduction
period to talk about what kind of sex we were both into.  Scat is the
last thing a young and inexperienced man is going to bring up anyway.
However, after that moment, there was no need to.  That one action
spoke hundreds of words for both of us.  We were both fuckin' pervs!
There we were naked in a public place just barely out of view from
night traffic...the two of us shit-kissing.  I was in heaven.

With shitty breath, he whispered in my ear, "Fuck me!"

I bent over and got his ass all loosened up after a few minutes of
rimming.  His ass wasn't dirty, but was hot and sweaty from our drive
over.   I tried to get my tongue in as far as it would go, hoping to
taste some of his shit.  I didn't find any.  After I decided he was
good and wet,  I pushed him against the fence and spitted on my cock.
I slid in very easily but he groaned.

Whether it was a groan of pain or pleasure, I don't know, but he
ordered me to start fucking him hard--and boy did I!  I rammed his
sweet little hole with such passion like I'd never experienced before.
We both got really sweaty instantly.  I was kissing the back of his
neck and rubbing my face in his sweaty scalp, my hands squeezing his
nips.  I wasn't able to control myself and soon felt the impending
orgasm about to set in.  I reached down and started jacking him off.
As I shot my load up his rectum, he blasted all over my hands, the
fence, and his belly.

When it was all over, the reality of being naked and covered in cum
outside hit me.  I was feeling panicky and wanted to haul ass back to
the car.  As I tensed up to flee, he grabbed me and kissed me.

"Hey now, you were comfortable naked out here before you came.   Just
relax and enjoy this.  Let's not hurry off!"  He moved down and
started to suck on my dirty dick.  I started to get hard again, but by
legs were weak and wobbly.  Noticing this, he moved over and spread my
clothes out on the grass and we lay down and just made out for a bit.
After I was relaxed again, he went back to giving me head.  This time,
there was no rush and I enjoyed letting him edge me up to a soothing
second orgasm as I gazed at the stars.

I clicked my watch and the digital display showed 2am.  We'd been out
there for an hour!  How hot!

Feeling more brave and relaxed, I walked with him several yards back
to my car naked.  When we got back to my car, he took the keys from
the open window and pulled my clothes from my arms.  He tossed them in
the trunk and closed it.  "Let's go back to my place for the night...you
won't need those for some time!."

We got in the car and drove out onto the road.  We drove once around
the block and onto the road that was opposite the fences were were
behind having sex.  I wanted to check out what the cars on the road
might have seen as they passed us.  I was glad to see that although
there were slits all along the fence, you couldn't see through it in
the dark from the street.  However, just knowing we were there stark
naked got my cock sticking straight up again.

We drove back to his place with the windows down.  We passed several
cars and trucks without covering ourselves up, oblivious to whether
they noticed we were naked or not.  I parked where I had picked him up
earlier and we casually strolled up to his upstairs apartment without
any clothes on.  I'd never felt so liberated.  As we were nearing his
door, another neighbor was coming out of an adjacent apartment.

All his neighbor said was, "Hey guys"...and was gone.

As we walked inside his door, he turned around to me kissed me.
"Since you're into shit too, I'm about to give you another experience
you're really gonna love!"

End of part 1